Friday night adventure

[Krimper]

Thanks for posting.

I cannot image your husband or any husband not being 100% onboard with the fun and games.
So long as he got to be an active participant and enjoy Sue in the same way Jeff has enjoyed you.

Wish my wife was more like you.

Looking forward to more of your stories.

[Janethebrain]

I hope you all haven't forgotten about me. I'm sorry to have been away for so long, the combination of family, work, graduation parties, and a family illness all conspired to keep me too busy to sit down and write an update to my recent adventures. I had to go back and read my last post to see where I had left off since it has been so long. Some of this happened a while ago so I will do my best to remember it all.

Thinking back, the thing that first got me out of my rhythm of posting updates every couple weeks was that after all our planning and scheming, Sue and Jeff had to cancel our plans for the Friday night get together where I had dared Sue to be a topless waitress for us. One of their kids had a fever and the grandparents didn't want to be exposed to something because they were leaving for a month long cruise the next week. That also meant that it took us a long time to reschedule with Sue and Jeff because their folks were the only babysitter they could get to take the kids overnight.

Frank and I have continued to have great sex and although we haven't sustained the frequency of those first couple months where we were fucking almost every day, we are still managing 2-3 times per week and definitely every weekend. I also continue to be flirty around the house. It has finally gotten warm where we live and so my normal outfit of thin t-shirt (no bra) and sweatpants, has been replaced with loose fitting jogging shorts.

Sometimes I will walk around in just a t-shirt and panties, especially on a lazy weekend morning, making coffee, doing the dishes etc. I tried going topless one time, but Frank was really uncomfortable that the neighbors might see me. I smiled and reminded him that part of the fun of being an exhibitionist is that people might see me. He said he understood that, but that he thought we should have some rules.

This was really interesting, we had never discussed rules before, in fact after the big talk we had a couple months ago when I told him some stories from my college years, we really hadn't discussed it at all. Even the discussion about Sue's flashing and would she go topless had stopped after our plans got canceled. I wondered if Frank had been thinking about things a lot over the past few months, or if he was just reacting to my tits being on display at 10am on a Saturday morning. It was the latter.

Frank's proposed rules were pretty simple. No neighbors. No family. No work friends. They don't see anything, and we don't discuss anything with them. I pointed out that Sue and Jeff lived in the same town, and he said, "you know what I mean."

"So no nude sun bathing on the deck," I said playfully.

"Exactly. And I encourage you to walk around naked in the house but please close the curtains first," he replied. He came up behind me and gave me a big hug.

"Deal," I told him. I didn't really want to be naked around our neighbors or Frank's family anyway, so it was fine with me. And Frank was clearly relieved that we had created boundaries so he could protect the conservative image that he wanted for us.

Mostly I wore a t-shirt during the day, because I liked the natural light, and sometimes in the evening I would shut the curtains and go topless or wear a sexy outfit. Frank calls them my "uniforms".

It has gotten to a point where the curtains have become a code or signal for each other that we are going to have sex that night. If either of us come home and discover that the other one has closed the blinds and curtains it's an instant turn on. I'm not kidding, I have felt myself get instantly wet as I open the front door and see that the curtains are drawn.

A couple weeks ago I came home from work to find the curtains were all drawn, so I immediately stripped naked left my clothes in a pile by the front door and walked into the kitchen to surprise Frank. He wasn't there. I went upstairs to the bedroom, no Frank. Checked the basement, the garage, he was nowhere to be found. I was starting to freak out a little. It started out sexy, but now I was running around the house naked looking in closets and checking under the bed. I heard my phone ring and answered it. It was Frank on his way home. Apparently we had left the curtains closed the night before

I calmed down, opened a bottle of wine and stayed naked. When Frank got home and I told him the story he almost pissed his pants he was laughing so hard.

So things are good with Frank and me, not just the sex, our whole relationship is in a really good place right now.

If you are wondering whether we were ever able to get together with Sue and Jeff, the answer is yes, and it ended up being a really fun evening, though not the evening we expected.

After we had to cancel our get together in mid-April, Sue and I immediately started comparing calendars to find a date for us to reschedule our party night. We ended up having to wait until Sue's parents came back from their cruise which was actually perfect because after being away for so long, they wanted to take the grandkids for a whole weekend which meant that we could party hard and late and still have a full day to recover. It also meant we would be getting together on yet another Friday night.

I preferred to get together at our house mainly because of my guilty memory of what had happened in Sue's basement on their pool table, but Jeff had connected his computer to his projection TV and Frank wanted to see it, and the truth is their house is built for a summer hang out. They have a great deck off the main level of the house, with a grill and patio furniture. But the way their property slopes you can also walk out of their basement to a small and very private cement patio. Jeff keeps a patio chair and ashtray out there for smoking cigars and occasionally weed.

Why am I telling you about Sue and Jeff's little patio? Well, keep your fingers crossed, but if a certain deal that Jeff is working on gets signed, he has promised to use his commission to buy a top of the line hot tub and make their private little patio into a hot tub paradise. And since you don't have to go through their house to get to the tub, they have graciously said that we can use it any time we want. And of course all five of us agreed that unless there were kids around, we would always go in the hot tub naked. So we are all rooting for Jeff to close his deal!

No that wasn't a typo. There are 5 founding members of the Nude Tub Club (we just need a tub). Ironically, Nude Tub Club sounds enough like New Tub Club that we frequently talk about it in public without anybody catching what we are saying. It drives Frank crazy, so Sue, Karen and I do it just to mess with him.

But I am getting a bit ahead of myself. I'm such a tease. Who the hell is Karen?

Back to the timeline:

A few weeks ago, Sue's parents returned from their cruise and wanted to take the grandkids for a whole weekend starting on Friday afternoon. Sue and Jeff were ecstatic to get a couple days of kid-freedom, and they immediately brought up the idea of us getting together.

I asked Sue if she and Jeff would rather just have a whole weekend to themselves, and she told me that they had discussed it for a couple days and one of the things they both really wanted to do was hang out with us. I asked Frank if he wanted to get together with Sue and Jeff and he was enthusiastically in favor, while trying to appear casual about it, "Sure, that sounds fun."

I looked at my watch and started a timer in my head. Frank didn't make me wait long. About 30 minutes later Frank casually asks if I ever settled that whole "topless waitress" thing with Sue.

Just to screw with him, I pretended like I had forgotten all about it. I actually said, "I'm so glad you reminded me that Sue has to get topless. I'm sure she will be happy you remembered."

Frank got all flustered and said that he definitely didn't want it to sound like he was the one suggesting Sue should be topless. That just made me want to have more fun, so I would re-word it but at the very end work in his name and he would squirm more. It was doubly awkward because he didn't want to seem like a perv, but he really wanted to see her boobs in person. He had gotten an extended look at a couple different boob photos that Sue sent Jeff when we were playing truth or dare by phone that night, and the truth is I have caught him checking out Sue's boobs for as long as I've known Sue.

I knew Frank was not going to be disappointed and was going to get a good look at Sue's boobs in person, and that unless he totally blew it, he would probably even be able to touch, squeeze, and suck on those boobs hopefully with me on her other boob right next to him! So I messed with him a bit because I knew it had zero chance of changing the outcome of the evening. After a while he caught on that I was fucking with him and just dropped it.

We agreed to meet at Sue and Jeff's house at 6pm. We brought a couple bottles of wine and a kale salad, Jeff had gone to the butcher and picked up steaks, and Sue made some cheesy potatoes that were fucking amazing.

Jeff and Sue are a well-oiled machine in the kitchen, and about all we had to do was toss the salad and open the first bottle of wine which we did after saying our hellos. Sue was already halfway through a bottle of white wine so I poured myself a glass and Frank grabbed a beer while we let the cab we just opened breathe for a while.

The boys drank beer, talked, and watched the grill. The girls drank wine, talked, and set the table. All of us were drinking fast and laughing a lot. The weather was perfect, the mosquitos weren't out yet and we were all having a great time. We had one of those rare group meals where everything that was supposed to be hot was hot, and everything that was supposed to be cold was cold.

By the time we had finished eating, we had polished off the two bottles of cab that Frank and I brought, plus a bottle of white, plus a few beers. Suffice to say, we were feeling no pain.

We sat outside in the afterglow of a good meal, with our social filters lubricated by alcohol and shared secrets, and just talked about whatever. We all knew that part of the reason we had gotten together is to continue a dare game, but nobody seemed to know how to open that door. And three of us shared a big secret about a crazy night last winter that nobody quite knew what to do with other than keep it.

A couple hours earlier I had told Sue that I was going to bring up the topless waitress dare at some point this evening, and that I would probably do it in a way to mess with Frank. Sue was totally up for it and was going to pretend to be reluctant but would go along with it, because she always does a dare.

As we were clearing the table I pulled Sue aside and said that I would bring up the waitress dare the next time we all needed a refill of our drinks which gave her a few minutes to figure out how she was going to react. We rejoined the boys on the deck and after a few minutes I brought the subject around to the night we played truth or dare by phone. I could see Frank shift in his seat wondering what I was going to say next.

Everyone laughed about that night, and Sue said that it had certainly led to a fun night for her and Jeff when she got home. We agreed that it had been fun, and we also had a great evening of sex after Jeff had left. Then I brought up that we had some unfinished business from that night. Sue played along perfectly asking, "What unfinished business?"

I paused for a minute and looked at Frank. He shifted around in his seat nervously, started to say something and then stopped and just looked at me. Maybe I'm a terrible person, but I was really enjoying watching Frank squirm.

"Well, Frank reminded me that there was an open dare at the end of the game..." I started to say, and then our evening changed suddenly.

The back door swung open unexpectedly and one of their neighbors named Karen walked out on to the deck saying, "Hey guys, I rang the doorbell a couple times but nobody answered so I let myself in."

We knew Karen casually, she lived a block away from Sue and Jeff and was always at their house for parties. I always found her to be a bit loud and opinionated especially when she was drunk, but she was fun to hang out with if you were in the right mood. She was separated from her husband and in the process of getting divorced, and my biggest beef with her is that if you got her started she would sometimes talk about her divorce and her asshole husband for an entire evening.
Karen had missed the discussion about our game of truth or dare by minutes and had walked in just as I was starting to describe the unfinished dare. So she didn't know anything, but she could clearly tell that she had walked into the middle of something because it suddenly became awkward on the deck. I decided to let Sue take lead since she was much better friends with Karen than I was, and she tried to blow it off as nothing and changed the subject.

But Karen knew there was something going on and persisted in asking what we had been talking about. I think she assumed we had been talking about her divorce, probably because it was all she ever talked about, but Sue assured her that we weren't talking about her at all. Sue insisted that we were just enjoying an evening without the kids and catching up.

Karen didn't buy it, but she also didn't show any signs of recognizing that we were having a "couples" evening and she asked if she could make herself a drink and join us. Nobody immediately responded and the four of us all looked at each other for guidance, and once again Karen caught on that there was something going on.

"Do you guys want me to leave so you can talk about me," Karen asked with a pout.

We insisted that wasn't what we had been talking about, and again Karen asked "if it wasn't about me, then why are you guys acting so weird?"

Sue tried to diffuse the situation, "When you walked in we were just talking about something that happened a few months ago that was kind of embarrassing, and that's what you are picking up on."

If Sue thought that was going to satisfy Karen's curiosity she was sadly mistaken. Now Karen wanted to know what was embarrassing, what did we do, who did what, who was embarrassed?

I saw the whole evening quickly falling apart, and when I looked over at Frank he looked really bummed. So did Jeff. And none of that was lost on Karen who by now had made herself a drink, pulled up a seat at the table, and looked at us expectedly. I looked at Sue and raised my eyebrows wondering how she was going to handle this.

Sue decided to come clean. She told Karen that a few months ago we had gotten drunk and somehow found ourselves playing truth or dare, that we didn't do anything major, but it was a little embarrassing.

"What did you guys do, what were the dares?" Karen wanted to know.

"Nothing too big, a little flashing, a group moon," I replied, deciding to break my silence.

"Is that what you guys were talking about when I got here?" Karen had a huge smile on her face. I think she really thought we were talking about her when she got there.

Jeff decided to join the discussion and said, "Kind of. There was some unfinished business from that night and that's what we were talking about when you got here."

"Yeah it was pretty awkward, you guys looked really guilty about something. Especially him," she said pointing at Frank.

This is like Frank's worst nightmare coming true. He doesn't like being the center of attention at his own birthday party, it's just not who he is. Being singled out in any way makes him uncomfortable, and this was the worst possible scenario. I had been teasing him that I was going to lay the whole topless waitress dare on him since I had "forgotten" about it until he reminded me.

He was already uncomfortable about the general subject matter. And now, someone was singling him out as looking the "most guilty" when by any definition he was far and away the most innocent person sitting at the table. And the truth was, I had no idea how this was going to play out. I had heard Karen had gone a little crazy post-separation, going on Tinder, hooking up with much younger guys, but I had no idea what was going to happen next.

"OK, so, don't keep me hanging here. What was the dare that didn't get done?" Karen wanted to know.

Sue surprised us all by just telling the truth. "Well, a couple months ago, I got dared to be a topless waitress for an hour, and stay topless the whole time."

Karen immediately burst out laughing. "That is awesome! What a great dare. Wait, who dared you to do that?"

Sue nodded in my direction, and that made Karen crack up even more. "Oh my god," she said, "I thought that dare would come from the guys. Jane, I had no idea that you were a freak." She meant it in a nice way, but it was hard to hear, and harder for Frank to hear.

I felt my face flush red and hot as the clear implication was that I wanted to see Sue topless, which made me at least bi-curious and maybe even a lesbian, which while partially true, was a lot more information than I wanted to share with Karen. But there was only one way to re-frame the motivation for that particular dare, and that had its own problems.

"Actually, I didn't come up with the dare," I explained, "Sue did. I was just bouncing it back on her." In my mind this response basically exonerates me from wanting to see Sue topless, and could be the end of this discussion, as long as Karen doesn't ...

"So wait a minute. Hang on. If you bounced it back on Sue, that means you already did the dare. Jane, are you telling me you have been a topless waitress. Ohmygod I thought you were so straight!"

In for a penny, in for a pound I decided.

"Yep, and I was a damn good waitress," I replied.

For the next ten minutes we all took turns describing the night that Jeff brought Frank home drunk, and Sue was out with friends, and we all played truth or dare via text messages. The flashing in the bathroom and mooning in the bar, and our replies from our kitchen. Jeff maintains that all the photos have been deleted (I think he has them all on some hidden app) so we described the game and it's progression.

Flashing or mooning in a bar didn't seem to phase Karen at all, but when we got to the dare where I was topless in front of Jeff and Frank for an hour she had a lot more questions. In our re-telling I was a topless waitress for an hour just because Sue had said it two minutes ago. The reality is that the original dare was to be a topless waitress for five minutes and get pictures. My best guess is that I was actually topless for around 20 minutes, and Jeff swears he deleted the pictures.

After a few minutes it became clear that Karen didn't judge anything we were doing, and was actually saying things like, "if me and Joe had done fun stuff like this maybe we'd still be together"

The mood of the group was all over the place. Nobody had any idea what to do. In the past, once Karen starts talking about 'what could have been' she's not a lot of fun to be around. Everyone sat there waiting for somebody to do something. Surprisingly, Karen jumped in.

"Ok, so I know that I just kind of invited myself to hang out. If I hadn't shown up, what would be happening right now?" Karen asked.

The four of us glanced at each other nervously, we had absolutely no plan for how to deal with Karen or anyone outside of our group. And we weren't even really a group, we didn't even have a common vision of the plan for the evening before Karen showed up. And we still had big secrets.

Sue later told me that it was driven mostly by having the perfect buzz, but she ended the long silence by declaring, "Well I guess we would have a topless waitress right now."

"Hell yes we would!" Karen shouted and high-fived Sue. "Let's have two."

Karen stood up and grabbed Sue's hand and pulled her out of her chair and said, "come on let's make some drinks for these thirsty boys." I watched them walk across the deck to the back door, expecting Sue to look back in desperation, but she and Karen were giggling as they entered the house.

Now I was torn. Do I follow the girls into the house or hang with the boys? Karen said make some drinks for 'thirsty boys' and I wasn't sure if that was a dig or playful jab or nothing at all.

As soon as the girls were in the house, Frank and Jeff started asking me what the hell was going on. They assumed I knew the plan, which I sort of did up until a few minutes ago. They wanted to know what I knew about Karen, but I didn't really know anything except what I heard from Sue from time to time. Basically we sat around and wondered what would happen next.

About five minutes later our questions were answered.

The back door opened and out came Sue carrying a tray with 5 ice filled glasses on it and Karen carrying a pitcher of what turned out to be ridiculously strong vodka and lemonade mix. And they were both completely topless. Sue had changed into a plaid school girl skirt with white knee socks and black shoes, and she was naked from the waist up. Karen was wearing her jeans, but had lost her top, and had braided her hair to give her a Woodstock flower girl look.
As Karen and Sue served us all a round of their horrible vodka lemonade mix, they both made absolutely no effort to cover their boobs, and they both had racks that they were clearly proud of. After pouring the drinks, they sat with us and acted completely normal despite the fact that they were topless and we were all looking at their tits. Their deck was pretty secluded, but there were two different neighbors that if they happened to look out one of their second floor windows were going to get a nice look at the girls.

I've described Sue's tits in previous posts, and they are glorious. Karen's tits were also very nice to look at. Like Sue, she was a mother of two who had breast-fed, so gravity was in play. Her boobs hung a bit lower than Sue's, but honestly she looked fantastic.

I was really happy for Frank. He had been though a lot this evening stress-wise, but he's a total boob guy, and was getting to see some bonus tits that nobody could have predicted. Jeff was also enjoying the view and had made a show of grabbing Sue's ass or squeezing a boob if she got too close.

After about 30 minutes Sue and Karen started trying to get me to join them. I actually loved the idea of being topless on the deck, but decided to play hard to get. It would make Frank and Jeff appreciate it more if I made them wait, and I still wasn't sure how I felt about involving Karen in our games. And if I'm being completely honest I was feeling a little inadequate in terms of boobage. Both Sue and Karen were easily DD cups, and I was a large B or maybe a small C cup on a good day.

Before I could make up my mind about getting topless, the mosquitos came out and they were hungry. Within a few minutes we were all waving our hands and slapping the back of our necks and generally getting eaten alive, so we took the party indoors.

We relocated the party down to the basement so Jeff could show Frank how he had connected his PC to the projection TV (they are both total geeks at heart). Either Karen was flirting, or just enjoyed being topless, because she sat on the couch with the guys while they talked about HDMI cables and video cards, and I'm pretty sure that she's not that into computers.

Sue got my attention and nodded her head over to where Karen was sitting topless with the boys, and when I looked back at her she raised her eyebrows?

"Hey guys, Jane and I are going to make a pitcher of something that doesn't taste like gasoline. Be back down in a minute," Sue shouted as she guided me to the stairs.

When we got to the kitchen, Sue shut the door to the basement and said, "Can you believe Karen?"

I won't go into all the details, but apparently Sue felt that Karen was blatantly flirting with both our husbands right in front of us and was actually pretty worked up about it. I was shocked. I had been sitting at the table the whole time and while it was certainly true that there was some level of sexual tension from the two of them being topless, I didn't pick up anything that was even close to over the line for the circumstances. Actually, everyone was acting pretty cool about it.

Sue explained that part of it was that Karen had told her some stories of younger guys that she had picked up in bars, and the fact that she was getting divorced made her available, and now Jeff knows what she looks like naked, and she looks pretty good, etc.

"So what do you want to do tonight? Do you still want to play truth or dare?" I asked Sue.

"Actually it's almost been an hour, and I was thinking that we would call the dare completed, and see if we can get Karen to put her shirt back on," Sue replied. She also said that she didn't really want to play any dare games if it meant that Karen and Jeff might fool around.

Sue had clearly made up her mind, and I wasn't about to try to talk her out of it. I didn't know Karen that well, maybe she would fuck our husbands, maybe Sue saw something I missed. All I know is that Sue is an amazing actress, because she walked down back downstairs and interacted with everyone including Karen in a totally cool way. She didn't show anything, and I was looking for it.

About five minutes later Sue's phone started chiming and she declared that the one hour contract for the topless waitress had expired. Jeff asked what it would cost to extend the topless waitress contract and Sue calmly shut him down.

"Honey, this isn't some fantasy sex night, I owed Jane a dare, and Karen decided to join me, but now the dare is done. Let's drink and have fun!"

I was amazed at how effectively Sue reframed what had just happened, and what was going to happen, and still came out as the person saying "let's party". The force is strong in this one.

Sue and Karen went upstairs and found their tops and got dressed, chatting like best friends the whole time. We drank and played games all night, but no stripping, no flashing, no dares, it was just hanging out and getting drunk.

Karen ended up crashing on the living room couch, and Frank and I slept in one of the kids beds which I refuse to have sex in, but we were both too tired anyway.

So yeah, after all that planning and waiting our big night ended up being pretty lame. I never even once got told to strip or flash, and I wanted to. On the other hand, from Frank's perspective it was one of the all-time "can't believe that just happened" nights of his life.

A couple days later, Sue told me that she had been totally wrong about Karen. She had been freaked out when Karen jumped up and said she would get topless, and it just sent her on a spiral all evening. She said that she had talked to Jeff and talked to Karen and she wasn't worried anymore about Karen trying to sleep with our husbands.

We finished the call by saying we would try to schedule another evening to hang out together, and she told me about Jeff's idea to buy a hot tub if his deal came through.

I will let you know if we are ever able to get together for another fun evening. I suspect if they do get a hot tub we will have a lot of fun with that.

Take care everyone, and sorry for such a long story that really didn't have any sex.

Jane

[Janethebrain]

Sue stopped by this afternoon to drop off a bunch groceries and supplies from a recent trip to Costco. She and Jeff also have a vegetable garden in their yard, so she brought a bag of fresh veggies too.

When Sue walked into the house, I immediately noticed that her tank top was very thin. It's really hot today, and our air conditioner is cranking, and as soon as she hit the cold air, her nips started poking big time. She saw me look down at her tits, and looked down herself. "Headlights are on!" she said and laughed.

We sat down and poured a glass of wine and caught up for a while. It's a 3-day weekend, so we talked about trying to get together tonight or tomorrow. And then Sue leaned in and said, "the big news is, the hot tub is being installed right now." Jeff's deal had closed a month ago, but it took a while for his commission check to arrive. They had gone hot-tub shopping a couple evenings ago and found something they liked, and since the already had the concrete patio, all they had to do was add a power outlet.

Sue was super excited, and she kept saying "I can't believe we're going to have our own hot tub!"

"Jeff is not sure how long it will take to warm up the water and get the chemicals right, so we may be able to use it tonight, or we may have to wait til tomorrow."

I asked if it was still going to be a no-bathing suit zone, and she said that as long as her kids weren't around, and her family weren't around she planned to always be nude in the tub. I told her I agreed, but it remained to be seen if Frank will go nude. He definitely liked the fact that I was dressing sexier, or walking around the house naked, but he didn't do that himself. Occasionally if we have sex on the couch he will stay naked watching TV, but usually he keeps boxers on unless we are actually fooling around.

We decided we didn't really care what Frank did as long as he didn't give us a hard time for going naked, which we knew for sure wasn't going to happen. I told Sue that the couple times she had been topless, I noticed that Frank couldn't take his eyes off her tits. She said she had noticed the same thing and was actually flattered by it. (She thinks her boobs sag too much)

Another glass of wine or so later, we hear the front door open. We are in the kitchen down the hall from the front door, and where Sue is standing she can't see the door. "Is that Frank?" she asks quietly.

I nodded, and she winked at me. She grabbed both her tits and gave them a good squeeze, and then pinched her nipples a couple times and rolled them a bit.

By the time Frank entered the kitchen, Sue's headlights were on high beam. Knowing that Sue had done that just for him made me so happy, and watching Frank try to keep eye contact while also trying to check out her tits was seriously entertaining.

After a few minutes of chit chatwith Frank, Sue remembered that she had brought vegetables for us. But instead of putting the bag on the kitchen counter and unloading it, Sue squatted down and started digging through the bag right on the kitchen floor. The view down Sue's shirt was amazing, you could basically see everything but her nipples, which were poking through the shirt anyway.

And the way she was squatting down, she was also giving a generous view up the legs of her baggy shorts. She was wearing bright yellow panties, and I was positive Frank knew that as well.

It was so obvious what Sue was doing, but she didn't give any hint that she knew she was putting on a show. She kept up a running discussion of tomatos and peppers and basil, even as she dug around in the bag and kept her boobs jiggling. Even without the pokie nipples it was easy to see she wasn't wearing a bra by the way her breasts moved, and she kept them moving.

And she kept handing things to Frank or asking him questions, which made it easy for him to stay right next to her staring down her shirt and up her shorts at the same time. I had to walk out of the room at one point because I was starting to crack up at the show she was putting on for my husband.

After a few minutes Sue managed to finish unloading the veggies, and she told Frank about the hot tub being installed today and that she was hoping we could all christen it together. Frank enthusiastically agreed, and decided to walk over and see if Jeff needed any help.

As soon as Frank left Sue smiled and said to me, "I don't think we're going to have trouble getting Frank into the hot tub."

I agreed and congratulated her on a well played tease that had probably made Frank's day. She asked if I could see up her shorts when she had been squatting down, she couldn't check without being obvious.

I replied that both Frank and I had gotten a clear look at her yellow panties. She laughed, and told me she hadn't been sure. She also told me that before she came over she had debated going commando, but had decided to put on her brightest color undies instead.

Sue went home a few minutes later. Frank is over there now. He and Jeff are trying to figure out how to heat 500 gallons of water as fast as they can. Apparently Sue is doing even more blatant teasing than she was here. She just texted me that she bent over the hot tub to look at something and "accidentally" dipped her boobs into the cold water, so now her already thin white tank top is now wet and completely transparent.

I just spent the last thirty minutes showering and shaving my legs, armpits, and especially my vag. I am as hairless as I have ever been. Picked out tonight's version of casual sl*tty, which is a short skirt, bright red silk thong, and my own white tank top. I started to throw a bathing suit into my bag, and then laughed out loud to myself and put it back in the drawer.

I'm headed over there now. Either we will hang out and play cards, or we will be christening Sue and Jeff's hot tub. The way the afternoon has been going, I suspect this will be a fun night whichever way it goes.

Talk to you soon!

- Jane

[zoomie9]

Jane, I would bet I can speak for most that a ton of people will be checking this thread multiple times over the next few days to hear what shenanigans occurred tonight. Thanks for keeping this alive and I only hope this adventure eclipses the original Friday Night Adventure.

[Tx_rider]

I am looking forward to this thread getting some hot tub stories! Thanks Janet!

[pa_boy]

Excited to see an update. Can't wait to hear the rest!

[KrycekLives]

Jane, thanks for sharing your journey with us. I am also waiting on each installment. I recently read Tuesday Nights by Bridy McAvoy which is an erotic novel. You should check it out. The characters journey with their husbands mirrors your own real life experiences!

Krycek

[Claus Bruch]

Just came across this thread and it hits all the parts. It is well written and descriptive painting wonderful images in the mind of this reader. Jane you are a master (mistress?) of the art of story telling and I am on tenterhooks waiting for the next instalment(s).

[MontanaMan7]

Jane any updates?

[Welee337]

Awesome thread, live the long buildup. Got any pictures of any if the times?