Chapter 2

The drinks were handed out they said, cheers, and took a sip. Different conversations took place, but Wendy, Derek, Peter, and Tina were more interested in sex than talking.

Wendy suggested they look at the songs on the jukebox and went to it. “I’d feel more comfortable if we weren’t sitting with Mom,” Peter said.

“Hesitant to fuck me in front of her?”

“Yes, she’s my mom.”

“We’ll find another table away from her.”

Rita sipped on her drink, looking at Peter and Tina, Derek and Wendy with their arms around the other, looking at the songs on the jute box.

“Peter told me you have several wives?”

“Yes, I do. I’m blessed to have the love of four sensually beautiful women, who have come into my life in different ways.”

“You must be kept pretty busy. You know, loving them.”

“Our bed is seldom cold,” he smiled.

“I have a pretty good idea what those four will be doing in here. You’re okay with two of your wives being with my sons?”

“Yes I am. We have an open relationship that allows them to have some sexy fun within our marriage.”

“So, putting it bluntly, you’re okay if my sons fuck your wives?”

“Yes, if that happens. Enough about me, tell me about you. Obviously, you look way to young to have boys of your son’s ages.”

“Thank you for the compliment. I’m forty. I think I’m in pretty good shape for my age,” she said, smoothing her hands up and down her sides.

“Yes, very good shape, indeed,” he smiled, looking at her pronounced breasts and decently revealing cleavage. “Sorry for ogling your figure.”

“Ogle away,” she smiled.

“Can you believe my ex husband would leave this body and my great personality for a twenty-five-year-old nursing student?” Rita stood, turning around, letting Dan’s eyes take in her slender figure.

“He must have rocks in his head, leaving a woman like you. He let the little head do the thinking for the big head,” he joked.

“I like you, Dan, but I’m not going to make any promises about what might happen with us this afternoon and evening.”

“I understand and no pressure. If nothing happens, or if it does, I’ve made a new friend.”

“Thank you, Dan, for understanding.” She took his hand in hers and surprised him with a kiss on the cheek.

Rita adjusted her sitting position, now next to Dan. “I wonder what songs they’d choose,” she said, motioning to the four. Dan looked at them, Peter’s hand on Tina’s ass. Rita used the distraction to spread the opening of her low, crisscross blouse.

She smiled at him as they sipped their drinks, his eyes taking glimpses of her more revealing cleavage. He could tell from the revealing skin and nipple mounds, she was braless.

Dan caught Rita looking at him. “What is it?”

“Nothing, nothing at all.”

They continued to talk, Dan pleased she kept holding his hand. She said she worked as a receptionist at Quinte University. He said he was retired from the military and Metro Transit.

“You must have a lot of time on your hands,” she mentioned.

“I’m busier now then when I worked. Our home is fairly new, but there is always something to do in and around it. I’m also kept busy with our ever growing family.”

“Yes, I imagine you’re kept quite busy in bed,” she smiled.

“The fringe benefits of having four wives to please, or nag at me,” he laughed lightly. “I’m also occasionally a skills coach for the Belleville Falcons.”

“Did you hear about the four University students that were arrested for several counts of sexual assault?” She asked.

“Yes, I did. I hope the victims are able to get help and hope it didn’t ruin any marriages.” Dan wasn’t going to mention his daughter-in-law, Abby, was one of their victims.