Duncan and Kelly have a fun time with their friends.
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Kelly
Kelly went to open the door and embraced Marie and Ed as they came in. “Hi guys!” she said. “Drake and Molly said they’d be here in a few minutes, and that they’d try and bring Mark.”
“Hey sexy,” Marie said, holding her at arm’s length and sizing her up. “You look spectacular.”
Ed pushed passed and leaned down to kiss her. “Hey Smurfette,” he said with a grin. Ed had always called her nicknames to poke fun at her diminutive size. She liked it, to a point. It could get a little old from time to time, though.
Marie rolled her eyes. “He’s such a charmer,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Kelly laughed and showed them in. “Duncan is out back checking on the ribs,” she said, heading to the fridge and grabbing Ed a beer. “Would you take Duncan one?” she asked, handing him another.
Ed took it with a smile and headed out the back door.
“We might have let the cat out of the bag,” Kelly said. “I mean about you guys being swingers and what not.”
Marie shrugged and smiled. “Oh Honey, we don’t care if other people know. We’re comfortable with our choices.”
“Just making sure you knew before they ambush you with questions.”
A few minutes later, the doorbell rang again.
“I’ll get it for you,” Marie said, heading to the foyer. Kelly continued tossing the salad that she’d been making.
It was Drake and Molly, followed by Mark and a pretty young woman. Drake turned and pointed towards Marie and then Kelly, introducing them. “This is Becky, a friend of Mark’s. Duncan is the one by the grill, this is Kelly his wife, and Ed is the other fella out there.”
The blonde girl smiled and waved shyly.
“Becky, make yourself at home Sweetie,” Kelly said. “Mi casa es su casa. Can I get you gentlemen some beer?” she asked, heading to the fridge.
“Absolutely,” Drake said, coming and kissing her on the cheek. She popped the beers open for them and handed them off.
“It’s good to see you again,” she said as Mark squeezed her. She couldn’t help but notice the two men stare downwards briefly into her cleavage before heading out back with the two other men.
She turned and winked at Marie. “Boys will be boys.”
“Ain’t that the truth,” she replied.
Molly rolled her eyes and apologized to Kelly. “He’s like a dog that won’t quit humping your leg,” she said.
“Or some fourteen year old that has just discovered boobs,” Becky added.
“Ladies, would you like a drink?” Kelly offered them all a glass of wine, which Marie began to pour.
“So I hear that you guys know all about Ed and I and our sexual proclivities,” Marie said.
Kelly grinned and turned back to the salad.
“I figured we could just try and move past the awkwardness and talk about it like adults,” she said, smiling at Molly.
Molly took a sip of the wine. “You should have seen the way Kelly looked at dinner the other night. I felt like I was sinning just looking at her. That’s what brought the conversation up, I think.”
Kelly blushed then.
“Oh really?” Marie asked, surprised. “I didn’t know you guys went out all sexed up again.”
She shrugged in reply.
“What was she wearing?” Marie asked, turning to Molly.
As Molly described her clothing from that night, Kelly felt herself getting more embarrassed. Marie saw this and comforted her. “It’s okay Kelly. I’m not making fun of you.”
“That sounds incredibly sexy,” Becky said. “I bet you looked awesome.”
Molly nodded in agreement. “God, you should have seen Drake, and the waiter!”
“It was more than just one waiter,” Kelly said, grinning and blushing even more.
“Yeah there was like a line of them at one point. They’d all just kind of stop at our table and look lost for a second. Like we didn’t know what they were looking at.” The four of them shared a laugh at that.
“So I’m guessing the sex was pretty awesome that night?” Molly asked.
“You know, normal friends don’t talk so openly about sex,” Kelly said defensively.
Marie rolled her eyes. “Yeah, but normal is boring. How was the sex?”
Kelly shook her head and fought to stop blushing.
“I’m guessing that it was spectacular, especially with what her husband is packing.”
Becky and Molly looked first at Kelly and then Marie, surprised looks on their faces.
“What is it about guys that makes them ask that question, does size matter?” Molly said.
“I’ve had guys ask me that but didn’t have anything to worry about,” Becky said.
“Well, for some ladies, it does matter,” Marie said. “So I’m sure that they’ve been getting mixed signals.”
“They’re men, of course they’re getting mixed signals,” Kelly said.
“For me, size doesn’t matter,” Becky said. “Mark and I are friends, with certain benefits and he takes care of me just fine. We wouldn’t have those benefits if he didn’t.”
“Drake is fine, though he thinks he’s small, he’s actually got a great looking dick.”
Marie smiled. “Ed is a decently sized guy, but he’s got nothing on Duncan, and I doubt the other two do either.”
“Oh my God Marie. We are so not talking about this!” Kelly said, heading to the stove.
Both Becky and Molly were looking quizzically at Marie when she glanced back. Marie was holding up her hands demonstrating the size of Duncan’s cock. Both ladies giggled.
“We might have to go skinny dipping later,” Molly said, poking Kelly in the ribs playfully.
“Wait, how did you see it?” Becky asked her.
“Well you see…” Marie started.
“No, no, no, Hell no!” Kelly said, stopping her. “If you tell it, you’ll embarrass me more.”
“You’re going to get embarrassed anyways, Kelly.”
Kelly continued however. “You see, I caught Mrs. Naughty Knickers here getting frisky with someone at the office. When I confronted her, she told me all about Ed and her and the open marriage thing. When Saturday came around, Duncan and I had a lot of questions, obviously. They were very descriptive and it got us a little…” she stopped then, her face turning red.
“I told you,” Marie said, grinning.
“Horny,” Kelly said, flipping Marie the bird. The four of them all burst into laughter at that.
“So a few seconds…” Marie started.
“No!” Kelly said, holding a hand up to her friend. “A few seconds after they left last Saturday, Duncan and I come in from the hot tub where we’d been talking with those two. We started getting a little frisky and one thing leads to another, and Marie walks back in. We rush to hide everything, but Duncan was naked and only had a throw pillow to cover himself up with.”
“Which I don’t know why you guys were rushing to hide everything like I was your mom and just caught him with his hand up your shirt,” Marie said with a light laugh.
“So Marie grabs the phone she left and sees what we’re doing and won’t leave us alone. Eventually she says she’ll leave if she can see the size of my husband’s… penis,” Kelly said, ignoring Marie.
“Ugh, that’s such an unattractive word,” Molly interjected.
“Dick then,” Kelly corrected, blushing slightly.
“So finally, Kelly tells that sexy chunk of man outside to just go ahead and show me. I could tell how turned on they were and knew they’d do just about anything to get rid of me, so I tried pushing their boundaries a little. Then, Duncan pulls his beautiful cock out, and he’s embarrassed and Kelly’s embarrassed, but I couldn’t think of anything else but that thing that he’d just displayed for me.”
“How big was it?” Molly asked.
“Oh god,” Marie said. “It was about that long,” she said, holding up her hands again, “and it was thick, but not too thick.”
“There is such a thing as too big,” Becky agreed.
“Absolutely,” Marie agreed. “It also had just the right amount of curve to hit that g-spot, you know?”
Kelly was about three shades of crimson at this point. “It’s not that big, Marie.”
Marie rolled her eyes. “Honey, that dick looked like it could cure cancer.” That caused all the ladies to burst out laughing again.
“So I decided to get a little kinky and I push Kelly towards her husband and she just falls on top of him. I was hoping that they wouldn’t be able to resist and just start going at it.” She turned and winked at Kelly. “I had to prod them a little to actually get them to start fooling around though, but not too hard.”
Kelly shook her head, the look in her eyes pleading Marie to change the subject.
“So anyways, that man has a shovel in his pants,” Marie said, drawing laughs from the other three.
Becky thankfully changed the subject then, bringing up dinner and if she could help with anything.
“Nah,” Kelly said. “I’m just making some fresh baked rolls and the salad. Duncan is cooking the rest on the grill.”
“You’ll never get her to let you help, Honey,” Marie said. “Kelly believes very much in being a servant.”
“Is this pick on Kelly day or something?” she muttered.
“I’m not picking on you, just stating facts.”
“Mmhmm,” she replied.
“What do you mean servant?” Becky asked.
“Oh I don’t know, it’s a whole religious thing,” Marie answered.
Kelly shook her head. “You’re terrible at explaining this stuff. It comes from my strict religious upbringing. I was taught that we should all be a servant to your fellow man to better glorify God. My mother was a slave driver when it came to following the rules and so she kind of ruined the whole religious experience for me. The lessons I learned from my childhood hold true now, though, and I try to be a good servant in the purest sense of the word.”
“So Duncan tells you what to do?” Becky asked.
She shook her head again. “It’s not like that. It makes me happy to do things for other people or to be able to help someone. I’m the type of person that will stop and give the bum on the corner money. Doing things for my husband is just another one of those things.”
“For instance, she always tries to cook when we come over,” Molly mentioned. “She’s always the first to volunteer for work.”
“Simply put, doing things for others is what drives me and makes me happy.”