Chloe needs some help too

"Before you boys go out back and get so drunk you can't do anything," Chloe interjects teasingly, looking at you pointedly as she continues, "I could use some help in here with moving the table."

Jack looks at Chloe, a childish pout on his face as if she's just taken his favorite toy away, "Can't you do that by yourself?" He asks almost petulantly.

"Not easily," Chloe snaps back. "It's always easier with two people," she insists, intentionally playing with the innuendos as she gives you a wink as her husband looks away. "But I think we should leave it up to Seth as to what he really wants to do."

"I'll help you, Chloe," I offered with a smile, taking another sip of my beer, wondering about the dynamics of their marriage if he acted like such a child. "I'll be out as soon as we're done in here."

"Okay," Jack pouts, taking his beer and starting to gather what he needed to cook.

"Thanks," Chloe says, blowing you a silent kiss as Jack gathers the meat and sulks out the back door towards the grill. "Sometimes I feel like I've got three kids instead of the two I gave birth to," she confided in me before nodding her head towards the large dining table. "We just need to pull the table out from the corner," she says as I walk over to the table. She moves opposite me, the two of us picking up the large wooden table and moving it a few feet from the wall. "We should be all able to sit around it now," she says, moving around the table to the side that had been near the wall, leaning forward, she rests her hands on the polished wooden top of the table. "Do you think you could fit?" She asks teasingly, bending over the table slightly, letting the collar of her sundress gape open slighlty.

"I'm sure I could get in there but it would be tight," I assure her with a lascivious grin.

"I hope so," Chloe replies, shaking her hips invitingly as she leans forward on the table. "I like a good tight squeeze," she assures me as I move around the table to stand behind her.

"You like a good squeeze?" I tease, my hand reaching out to cup her shapely ass through the thin fabric of her dress. "I'm happy to help out."