Unspoken Pleasure

Tara laughed. "She can be a little conservative, I know. I remember her high school boyfriends all limping home with horrific blue balls. I guess I don't want to be like Kate, either. Just, maybe, something in between?" "Speaking of our significant others, maybe we should try to go find them," I said.

Tara agreed.

We climbed off the couch and wandered around. Through the living room and over to the kitchen. I noticed that Brian had abandoned his post. We found a set of stairs that led down to a gaming room with a pool table and yet another fully stocked bar. It was still as crowded as before -- more people than I could remember ever seeing in one house. But we didn't see Kate or Jesse anywhere.

"Maybe in the upstairs?" Tara suggested.

We made our way up to the second floor and found ourselves looking down a long, dark hallway. There were four closed doors on either side, plus one at the end. The music was quieter here, muted. The crowds had kept themselves to the downstairs. It was almost eerie how quickly we shifted from crazy to calm.

"So what, we just start knocking on doors?" I asked.

Tara shrugged.

I took that as a yes, but when I went to rap on the first door on my right, I clearly heard the rhythmic thumping of a bed against a wall. I turned and motioned for Tara to listen. She gave me a funny look. "There's no way," I said.

"Kate would never," Tara agreed. Don't think I missed the implication that Jesse might.

I started to walk away from the door, but the cute redhead grabbed my arm.

"Still, we should check," Tara said, a naughty smirk creeping across her face. "Just to be sure."

I rolled my eyes at her, but I turned the knob, carefully cracking it open. I saw a familiar face, but it was neither of our spouses. Instead, it was Brian.

My coworker was completely naked, ropy muscles straining, as he pumped his dick into a woman laying splayed on the bed. I didn't recognize her, but she certainly wasn't Brian's wife. This woman was short and chubby with dark, curly hair. Her legs were up on Brian's shoulders She grunted with every violent thrust.

I guess I should have been surprised but I wasn't. If anything, it felt oddly expected, like I knew this was coming. As I said, I didn't think this was one of 'those' kinds of parties but I was pretty sure that Brian and Vanessa had a different definition of marriage than most people. Seeing it in front of me felt more like a logical conclusion than a twist ending.

I went to close the door, but Tara reached down and grabbed my wrist. I looked over at my sister-in-law. Her normally pink face was bright red, nearly matching her hair. She was breathing heavily, too.

The sex between Brian and this woman was weirdly hypnotic. I'd seen plenty of porn videos and this looked like a scene straight out of one. Only it was happening right in front of my eyes. The copulating couple didn't acknowledge us at all. Brian pistoned into the woman like a machine. Her body undulated under him. The only sounds were her little whimpers, the slaps of their bodies, the squeals of the mattress springs.

I had to marvel at Brian's physique. He looked like something made of marble. The woman, too, was quite alluring. Her soft little body seemed to scream sex with her ample breasts, wide hips, and cherubic face.

I felt myself stiffen, a natural response. But the coupling was so aggressive, almost industrial, that I felt odd about my arousal. Like I was getting off on something wrong. Raw. Not that my penis got the message, extending so assertively you'd think it was trying to join the action.

The reality of what we were doing dawned on me. I was getting aroused standing next to my sister-in-law, watching my coworker have sex with another woman while neither of them was aware we were there. And my wife was nowhere to be found.

"Let's go find Kate," I said, easing the door shut. The hall went dark again. I could see Tara nod her agreement back at me, dumbly. Her mind still clearly in that room with the other couple.

Just as we turned to check the next room, the door on the other side of the hall popped open and a giggling couple spilled out. The woman, a stick-thin brunette, was buttoning up her blouse and straightening her skirt. The man was Jesse.

He had his t-shirt on, but his jeans had been discarded somewhere else, leaving him in only his dark, tight boxer-briefs. He was laughing too, playfully trying to pull her back to the bedroom.

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Then he looked up and saw his wife and brother-in-law staring at him in the hall and everything went still. I expected Jesse would be immediately embarrassed or ashamed. Instead, he leaned back nonchalantly in the hallway, giving us both a wide, slightly crooked smile.

"Babe!" Jesse said, "That's awesome! I'm so glad you're finally getting into it, too."

"This is Andy!" Tara said, indignant.

"Oh awesome," Jesse said, giving me a cheesy wink, "This is Carol."

The skinny brunette waved hello, like this was totally normal.

"Jesse, I can't believe you," Tara said.

I waited for Jesse to start sputtering, but instead he stayed there, grinning like an idiot. "Babe, we talked about this. It's no big deal, just a bit of fun."

Tara stood there dumbfounded, clearly trying to make words, but none were coming. Kate told me that Tara had turned Jesse down, flat. But now I was wondering if Tara's true response had been so clear. Had she lied to Kate about what she'd said? Had Kate not told me the whole story? Or was it the other way around -- maybe Jesse had decided to go ahead, no matter what his wife said.

"You should have fun, too," Jesse said, "Seriously. If Andy doesn't do it for you, I bet we can find you someone. This party is wild."

"You're such an ass," Tara said.

"Come on, babe. I'm sorry about the girl," Jesse said, "It was only a blowjob and I swear it just kind of happened."

Carol stood next to him, not responding at all. Like his story was probably a lie but she honestly didn't care. Again, I was struck by how odd this whole situation had become.

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"Whatever," Tara said, "Do whoever you want."

"You know I'd rather be watching you," Jesse said.

"Just go," Tara said.

Jesse paused for a moment, then grabbed Carol's hand and led her downstairs. I was surprised at how quickly he surrendered. Like, I knew Jesse was an ass, but I thought he'd try to fight for his marriage. Instead, he seemed perfectly content to skip off with this other woman and let things fall as they may. I felt sad for him, honestly. Like watching someone drop a treasure in the sand and walk away, not knowing what they'd lost.

Tara watched her husband go down the steps and then slumped against the wall. She looked like she was about to cry.

"You OK?" I asked, once Jesse was gone.

"Not really," Tara said. Her eyes were wet with tears and all I wanted to do was hug her. But I stayed back, not sure if I should. "You can do so much better," I said.

"Sure," Tara said.

"Do you want me to chase him down?" I asked, "Maybe kick his ass?"

"Let's go find Kate," Tara said, quickly straightening. She wiped at her eyes, forcing her body stiff.

"Are you sure?" I asked.