It was Monday morning in Australia and I was looking forward to a productive start to the week. I was up early, I went for a swim and a sauna, bacon and eggs for breakfast and I was settling in to a big day of work.

The I received a Facebook message from an old tennis partner of mine Matt.

After high school I played a little bit of tennis and I was teamed up with a guy called Matt. Nice guy, better tennis player than I was and we would have a beer after tennis but were never super close mates. He was (is) maybe five years older than me and he was married to this super hot Norwegian chick. I remember her coming to tennis to cheer us on. i think it was just as I started travelling and stopped playing tennis that Matt and his Norwegian missus got divorced.

Since then, I haven’t seen Matt at all. A few years ago he Facebook stalked me and we had a few exchanges on there but when I was back in Queensland (where I grew up) we never seemed to be able to arrange a chance to catch up, or have a hit of tennis which would be great.

It was Matt who messaged me just after midday that Monday. “Dave, you are up on the Sunshine Coast right? Missus and I are up for the day at the &%##* Surf Club having a beer, come join us if you are free.”

That surf club is less than fifty meters from where I’m living and I thought it would be rude if I didn’t go and have a beer. So I threw on some clothes and wandered over the road.

I walked in and could pick Matt out straight away and he saw me. Hugs like old mates. I hadn’t met his new wife, Lisa before, and again Matt chose a smoking hot wife (brunette this time instead of the Norwegian blonde). It was just like old times and Matt was telling embarrassing stories about me that I had honestly forgotten about. We were laughing so hard that people were looking at us like maybe we were the drunk people. We weren’t ... yet. After we all got a round of beers I said that I’d prefer to switch to scotch or rum, and I asked Matt and Lisa if they would like to head back to my place?

That is what we did.

On the walk back to my place we had to move their car so they didn’t get a parking ticket and I mentioned to bring up their swimsuits in case we ended up in the rooftop hottub.

Back at my little unit we had a real drink and the laughter continued. I think it was after two drinks that Lisa suggested we go check out the rooftop hottub. Sounded like a good idea. I offered them the bathroom if they needed to get changed but they both said they were wearing their togs. Being such a fan of speedos of course that made me think. Matt was wearing a pair of dress shorts with a leather belt, if they are wearing their togs does that mean he is speedo’ing it up?

Of course, I was wearing speedos under my shorts.

Up at the hottub, Matt dropped his shorts and revealed a navy blue speedo. I dropped my shorts and revealed my new Q speedos (you can see pics of me wearing them on my blog) and Lisa slipped off her light dress to reveal a red bikini. We all got in the tub like old friends. I think we were there maybe five minutes when three ladies joined us. They were rather large ladies but great fun and joined in chatting. This did mean that our threesome had to bunch up at one end of the hottub. There was some touching but I didn’t think anything of it, just accidental.

With our drinks empty, Lisa suggested we head back to the unit to watch a footy game (AFL, Aussie Rules) that was about to start.

As the three of us got out of the hottub, I could feel the eyes of the three fat chicks checking Matt and I out. I have to admit, we both looked pretty good in our speedos.

Back at my little unit I poured another drink, yes we were all getting a little tipsy but we weren’t driving anywhere. Lisa and Matt sat on the couch with their towels wrapped around them. Since my unit only has one three person couch I was about to sit down on the floor when Lisa and Matt compelled me to sit on the couch with them. Instead of them sitting next to each other, they made me sit in the middle. Definitely a little odd.

The footy started and it was just like three old friends hanging out.

Lisa got up to go to the bathroom and she returned without her towel. So now I was sitting there between a chick in a red bikini, and a guy in a speedo, with a towel around him. But the towel wouldn’t last long, within five minutes of Lisa loosing her towel, Matt got up to go to the bathroom and he returned without his towel.

Half time came and it was time for Lisa and Matt to make their move. Lisa started by asking how the Covid had effected my sex life? I replied that it definitely hadn’t helped. Then Matt said that it had effected their sex life too. By now I think the three of us knew where this conversation was going. I played along and asked, as a couple, how had the restrictions effected your sex life?