This is a flash fiction story about love, sex, marriage and friendship.
The video ended with the man on top of the woman and they were happily kissing each other.
Joe reached for Sandy’s hand. Sandy realized how fast her heart was beating. She realized how excited she was.
The side screen door opened and slammed shut. Debbie called, “Anybody home?”
Sam sang out, “I got a feelin’ the Steelers are going to the Super Bowl!”
“You’ve got to be kidding,” Joe said.
“Sorry tiger,” Sandy said…
While Joe and Sam were taking care of the grilling outside Debbie was helping Sandy in the kitchen. The other two couples had phoned and said they were on the way. The big HDTV on the wall in the living room was on and tuned in to a program already broadcasting a pregame show.
Debbie said to Sandy, “He agreed.”
“Who agreed?”
“What we were talking about this morning.”
“Oh, well good for you.”
“It’s kind of exciting. It’s kind of kinky. It can’t hurt. I mean he is my husband.”
“I know what you mean.”
“I can do anything with him I want to if he’s willing.”
“And you have to be willing, too,” Sandy said. “That was something I had to learn. You just have to let go. Now Joe can’t keep his hands off me.”
“Sandy, you are such a slut.”
“Honey, welcome to the club.”
The two friends had a good laugh.
The End
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