Chapter 12

Peter jumped back as though he had been shot out of a cannon. We all froze, Pete and me staring at the wives and them staring back at us. Funny things flash in your mind at times like that. In my case, my split-second thought was, "I wonder who's going to react first?" It was Samantha, because it was her house, I guess.

"What the hell?" she exclaimed loudly. "What the hell are you doing? Peter ... what the hell are you doing?" Pete shrunk back into his side of the couch, clearly searching for words. He just stared back at Sam as her words hung in the air. As we both stuffed our erections back into our shorts, I tried to make the next move.

"Sam, Jackie ... we..." I mumbled. That was as far as I got. Jackie's turn.

"Frank! What the FUCK is this?" She dropped the shopping bags she was carrying and moved toward us. Sam quickly followed. "Are you two crazy? What if the kids had come in for crying out loud?"

"I ... we ... we know, Jackie," I stammered. "We just ... I don't know. We got caught up in a moment and kind of lost our heads."

"I'll say you lost your heads," Sam chimed back in. "What were you two thinking? And exactly what moment did you get caught-up in?"

Pete looked at me. He looked like he was going to speak, but then he said nothing. He seemed to hope I would jump in. I was about to when he abruptly spoke up.

"We've been jerks ... well, even worse than that," he began. "It started a couple of weeks ago, with a video we watched together." Suddenly it dawned on me that Pete was going to spill the beans. I tried not to look completely horrified, although that perfectly describes how I felt inside. "The girls ... were so ... we shouldn't have ... but they ... we got turned on and..." Sam and Jackie looked expectantly at Peter as he stammered us toward disaster. I couldn't let it happen.

"O.K.," I interrupted. "Girls, when Pete and I were together a couple of weeks ago, we just kind of started talking about sex. You know ... we were being guys. It's not a good excuse, but it's what happened. And then just for kicks I turned on the TV to see if we could find something sexy to watch."

"Yes?" Samantha said. "And then?"

"And then," Pete returned to the conversation. I hoped to hell that his brain fog had cleared up. "We were watching these two girls ... and we couldn't believe what we were seeing, because..." I thought I would have to interrupt again. "Because they reminded us so much of you two." Phew. I thought that sounded o.k. and even interesting. The wives still looked pretty pissed off.

"What do you mean?" Jackie asked. "What do you mean 'they looked like us'? And what does that have to do anything?" She had her arms folded as she semi-glared back and forth between Peter and me.

"Honey," my turn again, "do we have to spell it out for you?" She looked directly at me. "We saw these two women that we thought were extremely sexy." Pause for affect. "Pete and I both commented on how much they reminded us of our wives." I gave a small, cautious smile. "And then they started to kiss each other, and so on." Another pause to see if she might warm up a bit, or possibly lose it. I went a bit further. "And, I'm sorry Honey, but seeing them do that, and everything else they did ... and more importantly thinking about you, just made it something incredibly exciting. So, we ... got excited and the next thing we knew, we were acting like Junior High boys with a dirty magazine. We took our things out and started playing with them. It was really stupid. We're sorry." I offered my best look of contrition. Could this possibly get us back from the brink of a nightmare? Pete just looked agreeable to everything I was saying.

"Seriously?" Jackie said, seeming, incredibly, more intrigued than murderous. "So what did you two dopes do about it?" Did I sense a softening of heart?

"Well, Jackie," Pete replied. "We did ... like Frank said. We acted like teenage boys and we ... you know ... jerked off." He continued to look appropriately sheepish. "We know we're really idiots." Good addition, Pete!

"You certainly are," Samantha said. "When was this? A couple of weeks ago, you said?"

"Yes, Honey," Pete said. "Actually it was when Jackie stayed over with you and we stayed at Franks." I thought that was a bit too much information to offer. Jackie's turn.

"Are you telling me that you two were watching porn and beating off together while you were supposed to be keeping an eye on Dylan and Amber?" She was angry again, but not as much as I might have expected. She waited for an answer. My turn again.

"Well, that's not exactly how it happened ... remember Pete?" He looked comfortable letting me take over again. "We watched it in the morning, when I was over here. We didn't watch it and do this that night." This was technically true. We had briefly watched the new video the girls had made that night. But we didn't jerk off while we watched. Obviously we did many other things we shouldn't have that night. A thin line, obviously. But I was trying hard to buy us some time to get out of this.

"Oh," Jackie replied. "Well, I'm glad to hear you weren't watching porn while you were supervising the girls." If only she knew what we actually were doing when we were supposed to be supervising the girls, she would have gone for a gun in no time.

"But what the hell was going on just now then?" Samantha asked. "What on earth did we just walk in on?" I thought I could be fairly truthful about this one.

"Well, honestly, Sam, it was just like I said before. We were acting like a couple of horny kids again. We just got to talking about what happened a couple of weeks ago. We were joking around about how it was weird and everything, but that it was pretty cool too. And we started to talk more about how sexy you guys are and, well ... one thing led to another and in a few minutes, we had them out again." Both wives pondered this.

"But Frank," Jackie said, "We saw what was happening. You weren't just jerking off together. Pete was about to take you in his mouth! How do you explain that?"

"Jackie," Pete interjected, "it just happened. I swear. That's how we got caught up in the moment. We ... well ... it's kind of embarrassing." He looked at Samantha. "We talked about how much you turn us on and Frank asked me what you do that gets me going the most, Sam." Nice sheepish look again for affect. "And I told him there's nothing like when you ... when you suck me."