Domestic Bliss

The kids immediately peel off from us. Daniel hurries home to play his video games while Ben heads to a friend's house that lived near the park. This leaves Dennis and I walking by ourselves back to his house.

“Damn, that was fun.” I say. “You got a couple of great boys there Dennis.”

He smiles proudly. “The best.”

There is a moment of quiet as we walk along shoulder to shoulder before he finally says. “I talked to Rachel last night. After we talked.”

I look at him with surprise. “Really? That's...that's good!”

He smiles. “Yeah, yeah it was. Really good.” He looks over at me. “I know the guys don't like her much, but she's a damn good woman.”

“So it went well? She took everything well?”

He laughs. “She already knew. Fuck man, I was all worried for nothing. She already knew!” He deep jolly chuckles warm my heart. “She said she was happy I finally admitted it. She even knew I had a thing for you. He he he. She's a lot smarter than I am. I should have known she'd have me figured out.” His laughter fades as he looks at me with a suddenly guilty look. “I hurt her though. Me being with you and Jane before I told her about this. I...I don't want that to happen again, okay? I'm not going to sneak around on Rachel again.”

Now I was feeling guilty too. I nod and pat his brick wall of a back. “Of course. I totally understand. Sorry about that.”

He wave away my concern. “Don't apologize. It ended up being for the best. You guys **** this stuff to the surface. And I am glad you did.”

“So...you guys are staying together?”

Following his gaze up ahead of us I watch him watch his son Daniel run into the house. Dennis nods. “Yeah. Yeah, we actually are. With some new...understandings.”

“Oh?”

His smile is back again. “Neither of us have been happy with our sex life for some time now. In the sack we were never a great match, not just for the obvious reasons either. She's playful and adventurous and I'm kinda...basic I guess. She's loud and I'm quiet. She likes it a little rough, I like it gentle. She likes both being in charge and being taken charge of, where I want...I want to be a bottom. I want my lover to take the reins. We just have very different tastes and...needs. When I told her about you and your girl, erm, expanding your horizons. He he he. Let's just say, we're going to be trying some things. Last night we started looking into these 'Open Marriages' and stuff. Like what you guys have. The internet is full of stories of couples making it work for them. It was all pretty exciting actually. Fuck, she and I haven't laughed and joked like that in years. It was a great night last night.”

“Uh...wow!” I had noticed Rachel seemed far more relaxed and good natured this morning. I couldn't imagine the relief it must have been to finally hear her husband confess to her.

Dennis stops and turns to me. I could see in his eyes and through small, almost imperceptible, movements that he wanted to touch me. To take my hands in his. But he was acutely aware that the neighbors could see him at the moment.

“John.”

“Yeah.”

“We...we'd like you to be our...um...first, you know.” He takes a deep breath. “Would you be interested in being with Rachel and I? Or...or even just Rachel. I mean, I'd understand.” The big guy was blushing now. “I...I never would have asked but...considering what we've already done and all...well, I thought maybe.”

I smile up at him. “You're cute when you're flustered.”

His eyes widen and his blush deepens a few ruddy shades of pink.

Just then I hear the voice of my girlfriend drift up from the back of my mind. I am reminded of her request of me today. I was never going to have a better opportunity than this!

“Um, what about a foursome? Jane's been wild lately. With all of us opening up at once maybe we could all become regular swingers together. I know she would love it.” A steady diet of Dennis' enormous cock? Yeah, she'd love it alright.

Dennis grimaces. “Yeah...I guess.”

“What's up? Don't like it?”

“We were kind of hoping for just you but...I mean, I guess. Just...we should talk to Rachel first.”

“She doesn't like Jane, is that it?”

He shrugs. “I think she might be a bit intimidated. Your girlfriend is very pretty.” He then adds with a sly wink. “Or so everyone keeps saying. Not that I'd know.”

I laugh.

He pats my shoulder with his big meaty hand and motions toward the house. “Come on. Let's get a beer.”

“Sure pal.” I reply as we both start toward the front door. He leaves his hand on my shoulder as we walk. For a moment I am uncomfortable with the unfamiliar show of affection from him, but I soon settle down and enjoy it.

As we walk in I see that Daniel had already started up the Playstation and was in the process of getting into some battle royale game. The place is warm, bright, and filled with the scents of fresh baked goodies. I hear Kayla squeal from the kitchen and come bounding out in a galloping, hopping dash. She had on the most adorable little apron and had smudges of flour on her cheeks.

“Daddy!”

Dennis strides forward and scoops her skyward. Tossing her into the air she misses the ceiling by an inch before falling back down into his sure waiting hands. There are nuzzles and kisses as the pair greet each other lovingly.

Rachel strolls out wiping her hands with a dish towel. “Nobody got killed or permanently maimed I see.”

I quip. “Not physically, no. Though there may be some wounded pride. Ben and I owned these fools.”

Daniel takes the friendly ribbing as it was intended. “Yeah, who cares.” He points at the screen. “Step into my arena, we'll see who gets owned.”

I throw my hands up in surrender. “No, I think I'll pass.”

With a wiggling giggling Kayla in his arms Dennis is heading for the kitchen. “Beer?” He asks me back over his shoulder. I nod and he disappears through to the next room. I soon hear a farting zerbert sound followed by an eruption of giggles as Dennis and his daughter goof around.

Rachel just rolls her eyes and chuckles at her family. “Have fun?” She asks me.

I nod. “Sure did. I haven't done that in way too long.”

“Good.” She smiles, though her eyes were earnest. “You guys get to talk?” It wasn't hard to read the message between the words there.

“Yeah, we did. A little bit.”

“Good.”

“Hey, sorry about...” I glance briefly toward Daniel who was sitting ten feet away and keeping us from speaking openly. “...ya know.”

“Accepted.” She then throws the towel over her shoulder. Looking me straight in the eyes she warns me. “If you hurt him you'll have me to answer to.” She was small, slender, mousy slip of a woman but in that moment she seemed ten foot tall.

I stand a moment unsure how to respond to that. Dennis was right, she was a good woman. He cheated on her with me and my girlfriend and her first instinct right now was to ensure that he didn't get hurt. She could be a nag, but I could now see it came from a good place. These two had a good thing going here.

Daniel suddenly exclaims. “Come on! That was a headshot! Fuck!”

“Daniel! Language!” Rachel chastises him.

He grimaces and slumps as he grumbles. “Sorry Mum.”

She sighs. “Those stupid games....hahhh.” She waves me to follow. “Come on, you must have worked up an appetite. We made some cookies.” She turns and heads back into the kitchen. “Chocolate chip.”

I stand just a moment and watch her go. For the first time in many years I allowed myself to enjoy the view. She wasn't as young as Jane and she didn't have wide curves, but for a mother of three she was a tight little package and looked pretty damn good in those butt hugging capris she was wearing. Her exposed calves were shapely and toned. She was a regular gym goer and it showed. My pervy mind is already imagining what her small breasts will feel like in my mouth and hands. It had been a very long time since I'd been with a woman with small tats. Mmmmmm...

I shake my head and return to the moment. Fuck, I was such a horndog lately! I loved it, but it was also damned distracting.

I suddenly realize she was looking back at me again...and she had caught me checking her out. She bites her lips to hold back a flirty smile and takes in a sharp breath through her nose. She gives me a quick up and down with her eyes then turns away and disappears through the doorway.

Well, I wasn't about to turn down fresh baked cookies. I hurry to follow.