The day at the wine festival.
My wife met a girl at her old office job and they hit it off. They were both pregnant, due around the same time but her friend was in a bad marriage. My wife would often times spend the weekend at her friend’s house, after the kids were born, helping out.
I had asked where my wife slept and she told me that they slept together in the friend’s bed since there wasn’t any open beds. I wasn’t used to hearing about such a thing so I always teased them about being secret lovers. They laughed it off but never really denied it.
One day, a bunch of years later, the friend, her new husband and a friend of theirs went to a wine fest with us. We had a few sips and had plenty of drink tickets to waste so our friend and her friend decided to go do some more tasting. By this time, everyone was feeling pretty good and they demanded that I tag along with the two of them.
I had to pee, so we walked to the Port-a-lets and did my thang. As we were walking around, our friend put her arm around her friend and said “(name), would you go to bed with me?” Her friend promptly answered “(name)I would love to sleep with you “ and they kissed! Right in front of me!
In a situation like this, it helps a male out to have underwear on. I didn’t. I was dumbfounded by what I just witnessed. All the crazy thoughts that were running through my mind, confirmation of our friend being Bi. Then, it occurred to me…was it true about my Mrs and her? Oh, the thoughts! I will be forever tormented by that scene!
I have yet to say anything to anyone about that day, as I don’t know the whole story. I do know that after that, our friend has taken the opportunity to brush my crotch and just tease me. It’s a fantasy that we would be alone together.
Maybe next time.