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Chapter 9 by Woodtale Woodtale

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Worth a shot

Jan stammered "I'm not playing this game!"

Rick stood there in the water shocked. This whole time he thought he was the only pervert to fantasize about his friend's spouse, but now he's confirmed that he's not alone. First Pete proposed possibly swinging with their wives and now his wife practically admitted to fantasizing about his best friend while having sex.

Jan huffed out of the pool, over-emphasizing her displeasure with the game. It was dimly lit but everyone stared at her ass as she exited the water. Pete enjoyed watching as her water soaked swimsuit cling to her body. He lowered his body back into the water and reached over for his drink.

"This is why I don't play these games!" Jan grabbed her towel and with a flurry headed back into the house.

"Kinda hot to be skinny dipping when you find out that your buddy's wife has the hots for you," Pete breaks the silence.

Rick gives him a disappointing look.

"Shut up! You're drunk," Leslie responded. "Rick, you might want to check on her."

"I think I better give her a minute," he said as he leaned back against the edge of the pool. "I'd love to just have some fun, the four of us without her getting all weird every time we talk about sex."

"It was worth a shot," Leslie said with a shrug. She didn't realize that her shrug lifted her chest almost out of the waterline. Rick could make out her bikini tan line as it broke the surface in the low light. Her boobs were partially floating since being released from her top.

"Whatcha say we keep playing?" Pete offered to change the mood. He took another long draw on his seltzer.

"I think Rick needs to check on Jan. Otherwise I'd play." Leslie smiled slightly at Rick. While the drinks were making her feel good she was still being levelheaded.

"It was worth a shot!" Pete was noticing his buzz waning. There was always one buzzkill in a group.

"All right. I'll go see if she's ok" Rick headed out of the pool and into the house.

Once he closed the door, Leslie looked at Pete. "It doesn't mean we can't still play."

"Oh damn!" Pete poured the rest of his can down his throat and quickly began swimming over to Leslie's corner. He enjoyed the feeling of the water as it flowed against his bare cock as he swam across the pool. "Who's turn?"

What's next?

More fun
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