Chapter 1

Lisa was a tease. She was also a prude. I don't know how you can get the two personalities into one body but she had accomplished. Lisa was also my sweet little wife of twelve years. My name is Paul. Twelve years of marriage, two kids and she still didn't get half of the adult jokes told at parties. She never knew when the guys were hitting on her. I saw it as all being all in good fun so I never came to her rescue.

I did notice that for some reason several of the other wives were starting to get a little edgy with her. I imagined that had a lot to do with the fact that Lisa was probably the best looking female in the regular group. she was a young thirty two where most of the other women were already in their forties. She had a beautiful figure, nice breasts, shaply legs and a pretty face. She also had a very bubbly personality. At five foot four inches she was the smallest person in the group. throwing Lisa in the pool was a standard pasttime at pool parties and she seemed to take it all in good humor.

There were about seven regular couples that gathered socially either all or any combination thereof. I felt quite comfortable around the group and considerd them all to be good friends.

I began to have concerns after about a year of socializing with them when the horse play at the pool got to be a bit more sexual that I thought was approiate on one occasion. We had all been drinking and darkness had come with most of the partiers having left for home. Somehow it ended up that there were more guys than girls. I figured out later that a couple of the wives who lived in walking distance of the house had left without their husbands.

I had more to drink than usual and was sort of hanging out in a lounge chair at one end of the pool. Lisa was at the other end with the same people she hd been with for most of the evening eexcept tht a couple of the wives had left. I couldn't see very well in the drk but when I decided in one blurry moment to check on her I sat up and peered into the darkness down where several bodies were milling around in the shallow water. there was only the underwater lights of the pool which I thought strange beause I knew Phil, our host, had yard lights. I heard laughing, male and female voices. I hard female voices protesting and giggling. I heard splashing. I strained to see what all the fun was about. 'Phil"! I shouted. "Where the hell are the lights?" Phil's voice came from the other end of the pool. "Burned out". that seemed to be funny to the rest of the people down there for some reason. They all laughed at the comment and someone added, "we need to burn out these pool lights". A chorus of "yeas", all male voices and the feeble protest of one, just one female voice. I recognized it as Lisa's. Deep in the back of my mind a little warning light went on. My wife is down at the other end of the pool in the dark with several guys and they want to turn more lights off. I better rescue her. I sat up in the chair just as Phil walked by. He reached over, caught my arm and pulled me along with him toward the house. "Come on, there's another cold beer in the porch cooler". I liked Phil. I wanted us to be good friends. Lisa seemed to have a better relationship with Phil and his wife Jan than I did. I guess it was because women seem to be able to communicate socially better than men in general.