They Don’t go into the Messy Details.

“It started a couple of days ago.” Steve began as Jan regained her composure, “Jan told me about an article in a magazine about people getting physically involved with Mythfolk and I mentioned our new neighbours were Mythfolk.”

Mitch was wide eyed, “They aren’t even human.” He said.

Mon slapped him on his shoulder, “I’ve met your exes.” She said back to him, Jan laughed. “So you met your neighbours and decided, what they hell, we’re getting married in two months but let’s fuck some centaurs.”

“It wasn’t quite like that,” Jan explained, “we met them and had a drink, then when we got home we had some chat’s Steve and I.” Mon seemed incredibly focused on what Jan was saying. “Steve was hot over Kay and Kaya’s tits and Gen had this hard on which was just incredible.”

“The next day we, maybe, fucked them.” Steve finished.

“One day?” Mon asked before looking at Jan, “You slut, you fucked the centaur and let your husband fuck the centauress?”

“Not exactly,” Jan replied looking at Steve, “he slept with Kay and her daughter.” Jan blushed again.

“Wow.” Mon smiled, “that all sounds hot.” Mitch shot her a look, “What? You’ve been begging me to try sleeping with another woman for years, and as you said before I was checking out Kay’s tits.”

“Really?” Mitch’s interest seemed to be piqued.

“Sure, though I want to hear more about that horse cock Jan fucked.” She added smiling.

“Gen’s not a horse.” Jan protested.

“I wasn’t talking about him as a creature, just his cock.” Mon explained. After a further protest from Jan, Mon continued, “If it looks like a horse cock, and tastes like a horse cock…” She smiled. “How big is it? How much of it can you take?”

“Monica?” Mitch protested.

“Um, big.” Jan said, starting to blush again, “Something like half of it.” She hesitated.

“Oh please Mitch,” Mon said, “obviously they are alright with talking about it and you were checking out Kay. Admit it you would like to see it.”

“Maybe,” He responded, “but if you are interested then why were you jabbing me in the ribs outside?”

“Well it’s not polite to stare at a woman’s tits in public dear.” Monica said patting her husband’s hand placatingly.

“But you might be interested in trying something?” Mitch pressed.

“We’ll talk about it at home dear,” Monica replied, “in the bedroom.” She added with a wink. “So on a different topic, how are all the wedding plans going?”

“Mostly done, thankfully.” Jan smiled, “A few more deposits, but we have the venue, a celebrant…”

Jan and Steve, Monica and Mitch continued to chat and catch up for several more hours, it wasn’t until two in the afternoon before they left.