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How Many's a Crowd? Part II  

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9/13/2014 12:05 am
How Many's a Crowd? Part II

My mind was racing about a million miler per hour as I followed them in their little sedan, headed back to their place. My nerves were screaming "what are you thinking, you can't handle this!", but my excitement overruled despite the severe case of butterflies. It was about a 15 minute ride from our meeting spot back to their place, and the clinching moment that won my nerves over was when I saw Mrs. scooch over in the front seat then her head disappeared. They were as wound up as I was, and I noticed that we slowed down significantly as Hubby seemed to be enjoying the developments on the ride. I found myself wishing that Mrs. had hopped in with me to give me directions!
We arrived at their place, and I parked on the street in front. At this hour no one was up and about, then I reminded myself why would they know I was here anyway! By the time I got out and walked to the car port, Mrs. and Hubby were out of the car and had regained any composure that required regaining. They both wore big friendly smiles that put me at ease and invited me in for a drink. Hubby stepped into the kitchen to fetch us some wine, while Mrs. invited me to take a seat on the couch. She then sat right beside me, triggering my nerves a little again and we made a little small talk while our drinks were en route. A very healthy glass of red wine arrived for each of us, and it didn't register right away that Hubby sat directly on the other side of me, though there was an empty love seat right next to the couch. We laughed at little comments, and they both teased me again about how shocked I looked when Mrs. kissed me. She put her hand on my thigh while she joked and I wasn't sure if I did or didn't want her to see how this aroused me. Being on edge, the wine went pretty fast and the conversation came easily. Telling stories of various trips we'd taken, how sometimes a change of scenery seems to light a fire under your libido... It still hadn't struck me as odd that I was turning my head 180 degrees to talk to them both. Now Mrs. was rubbing my thigh steadily, and Hubby grabbed my other thigh as he stood up to refill the three glasses. It finally registered in my head that he had chosen to sit so close with the love seat option right there, that would have actually put him beside Mrs. It made me wonder briefly why he had grabbed my thigh to get up, instead of the armrest beside him, but I quickly dismissed it. Hubby suggested that after refilling the glasses, we take in the stars from the Jacuzzi on the back deck. There had been no mention of a hot tub before and I began to protest that I had nothing to wear. They shared a look and a giggle and cut me off, saying they do not wear suits in the hot tub, and I wasn't required to either. Hubby disappeared into the kitchen and Mrs. took my hand and led me to the bathroom. She said that I could freshen up and that there was a spare bathrobe on the back of the door. Before letting me step in, she took my other hand, smiled warmly, then gave me a soft sensitive peck on the lips and said not to keep them waiting too long with a giggle.
I closed the bathroom door behind me. I took a very deep breath and looked into the mirror, trying to convince myself I was ready for whatever might happen, and also not to make assumptions should this be an innocent hot tub and they maybe just prefer to be naked... Every nudist isn't a swinger right? I splashed a bit of water on my face and began to disrobe, folding my clothes and putting them on the chair in the room. I donned the bathrobe, then one last check of hair. I dabbed a touch of toothpaste from the tube at the sink onto my pinky and gave my teeth a quick rub, the back of my mind still trying to convince me I was seeing signs that weren't really there. When I stepped out, the sliding door to the patio was open and I heard Mrs. giggling outside. I followed the sound and found them locked at the lips in the hot tub, two bath robes draped over the railing nearby. Tall privacy fences wrapped their yard, so no worries about neighbors peeking. I turned my back to them as I took off the robe, then my modesty got the better of me and I did a funny kind of squat-walk the couple of steps to the tub and slid in so that Hubby and I had Mrs. surrounded.

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