BLUFFING

Jack Duncan ©

"Game AND set." Garry announced as my desperate return sailed over his head. Jeannie and I walked up to the net to congratulate the victors. "You two are far too good for us." I conceded. "What say we change partners?"

"Wonderful idea." Garry cried and jumped over the net to wrap his arms around Jeannie and lift her off her feet. "We've had enough tennis for today." As the two started off for the clubhouse with an exaggerated `Off to see the wizard' polka step, I waited for Gloria to walk around to my side.

"Some day someone is going to surprise him and take him up on one of those smart-ass remarks of his." She commented as she took my arm.

"How do you think he'll take that?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Oh, he's a stubborn bastard." She muttered. "He'll probably carry through rather than admit he's a big bluff."

"With your consent?"

She flicked me a sly glance. "Well, I wouldn't dare cause him to lose face."

I turned my head to look at her. "You might be expected to take part."

"I'd just have to hope that the girl has a husband as nice as Jeannie's." We both laughed a little self-consciously and caught up with our spouses.

Garry and I headed for the men's showers and as we toweled off, he commented, "I hope you don't think I was making a pass at your wife."

I grinned. "It sure looked to me like you were."

He grinned back and began vigorously toweling his head. I glanced down at his tool hanging like a German sausage at least six inches in repose. "Penis envy." I chided myself.

We waited another quarter hour outside the women's locker room for Jeannie and Gloria and then discovered that the club house was jammed and we couldn't get near the bar. "Well, why should we pay three buck a shot for watered down booze anyway?" Garry demanded. "Stop by our house and I'll make you a Margarita that will have you speaking Spanish." We followed them home and I must admit Garry's Margaritas speak with authority. In half an hour we were all glowing. "I turned the heater on this morning and the hot tub should be about right by now." Garry announced. "Care to join us?"

"I don't think Gloria has a bathing suit to fit little old me." Jeannie objected.

"What's this about bathing suits in a hot tub?" Garry said impishly. "You have no sense of adventure?"

Gloria rolled her eyes heavenward but Jeannie just began to unbutton her blouse. Garry and I went out to test the water and when he stripped down and got in, I did the same. The girls joined us a few minutes later wearing towels around their waists which they slipped off as they sat down in the bubbling water. Garry and I were seated opposite each other so the ladies sat between us to complete the square. Jeannie said something to Garry which he couldn't hear for the swishing of the water so she moved closer to talk directly into his ear. Gloria moved a bit closer to me. I put an arm around her and we slumped down to our chins just above the roiling water. My hand cupped a breast as she cuddled closer, placed a hand on my stomach and began a slow rotary massage inching ever lower. By the time she reached the level of my manhood it was fully erect and as she wrapped her fingers around it I rolled her toward me and kissed her fully on the mouth. "Let's not leave him any opportunity to back down." She said in my ear. "Come with me."

We got out of the tub and I don't believe that Garry noticed us leaving; Jeannie had her face against his and her hair hung like a tent over both of them. In the bedroom, Gloria laughed excitedly. She reached in a drawer of the night stand and handed my a tube of KY. "Hurry, let's get started before they notice we're gone." Her sense of mischief was contagious. I applied a liberal amount of the lubricant and took her down on the bed. There was a hesitant moment, almost rejection, as I drew her to me but she quickly recovered and melted against me as I slipped in like an oiled eel.

"Oh good, don't hurry." She panted. "Just take it easy now, I want this to last until they find us. Ooh I like that."

She was on top with her back to the door when Jeannie and Garry peeked in. Garry's eyes widened in disbelief when he saw his wife energetically humping away. I took one hand off Gloria's smooth hip and gave them a little wave. Jeannie gave me wink and dragged Garry away.

"Was that Garry?" Gloria asked without opening her eyes.

"Yes it was and he was duly shocked by the sight of what he started with his smart-ass remark."

"That's what I wanted to hear." Gloria laughed. "But now I've started, I intend to enjoy this." She rolled us onto our sides with her knees up over my hips and her ankles locked behind me. "Do it to me."

I had just reached that delicious plateau where the urge to come had subsided and I was swollen to the maximum. I began with the deep demanding thrusts and she leaned her head back and closed her eyes as her breathing matched the rhythm of my strokes. Each exhalation sounded an "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, , ," Finally she drew me against her breast and murmured "Just come to me now." So I rolled her on to her back, gave three long deep strokes and opened all the valves.

With each spurt she called out "Nice, nice, , ,"

As our heavy breathing subsided she smiled apologetically. "I so wanted to come to you too but I couldn't. I'm still a little tense about this, this is a first for me." Her eyes twinkled. "But not a last, that's for sure. I'll make it next time." Her thoughts carried her away for a moment and then she smiled at me. "I'd like - sometime soon - just you and I - - I know; that can get complicated. Just forget I said it - but the four of us can get together again - right?"

"Oh definitely - definitely." I enthused. "Count on it."

As we drove home, Jeannie began to laugh. "That Garry didn't believe things would go so far so fast. You should have seen him when I got out of his face and let him see that you two had departed the tub. He must have thought that a naked petting party was as much as Gloria would go for. Even that was probably more than he expected. I only wish Gloria had seen his face when he recognized the dance you two were dancing."

"Gloria had made up her mind how far she was going to go before we left the club." I said.

"Like several months before." Jeannie added.

"You're probably right." I conceded. "She's been waiting for someone to make him put up or shut up and when you began to undo your blouse her eyes said she was ready and eager." Jeannie laughed again.

Later, as we prepared for bed, when I asked the usual "Was it a good day?" Jeannie paused to think about it.

"It was an interesting day - an entertaining day - an educational day. In the analogy to dancing, Garry is a jitterbug; an exciting exercise where you enjoy yourself and your partner enjoys himself but the contact is incidental. You soon forget just who you were dancing with. Yet he is an expert swordsman with a truly impressive sword. He does nice things to my body and I intend to have him do it again - sometime."

She gave me a quick kiss. "But you're the Samba, the best of all dances - I'll get to you first thing in the morning. Goodnight dear."

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