A Debt Of Honor

We had somehow lost contact with, but finally located, an old friend, Jim, whom we had not seen for a few years. We accidentally found his phone number on the internet and contacted him, inviting him to visit. He arrived on Friday evening.

When he arrived, glad to see him, we exchanged several hugs and kisses. Among many things we had in common, we all were all excellent and avid card and board game players. Once we had even started to play a version of strip poker, but were interrupted by a small emergency. Jim has never forgotten that, since he always had a strong desire to see Patty naked, and more.

I should note here, he is aware of my philosophy toward matters of that nature. Simply stated, I am truly not jealous of any purely sexual urge Patty may have or develop. Decisions of that character are hers to make.

Patty is a very beautiful and sexy woman with unusually light blonde hair, brown seductive eyes, and an even, tanned exquisite body. Her legs are long, shapely and sexy, and her full breasts, not suggestively over-large, are perfectly shaped and seem to endeavor for freedom in a bra or bikini. She also loves sex, and initiates it with me about half of the time. She is capable of getting extremely horny especially after several glasses of wine, and I can expect quite an evening of phenomenal uninhibited sex when her passion is high. That being said, although she is aware of my fancy for a threesome, and has never ruled it out, she has never engaged in sex with anyone else since our marriage, simply answering my suggestions with playfully raised eyebrows and a smile.

After dinner we gathered at the pool for drinks and good conversation. In less than hour we had each consumed several glasses of wine and the discussion centered on old times, when Jim said one of the things he missed were the aggressive games we used to play. Patty and I agreed saying it was a shame because they were so competitive and so much fun. None of us had found anyone else we enjoyed those games with as much as each other. When I mentioned the aborted game of strip poker, Jim laughed and said he had always regretted that. We continued discussing some of the board games, and many other card games, as well as some of the great wins and losses we had experienced with each other, when Patty suggested we play something for old times sake. After some talk, it was decided that since he was our guest, Jim should choose the game.

Patty rose to bring another bottle of wine and as she got up, Jim said he thought finishing the strip poker game would be his first choice. At that, Patty raised her eyebrows and smiled, telling him he should choose something else, something he could win, then turned and left for the wine. I could tell from the flush at her neck, a common sign for her, she was quite tipsy and becoming uninhibited, which, as I said earlier, she has a tendency to do when drinking wine. I told Jim I would be right back, leaving to retrieve a deck of cards and some poker chips. When she returned with the wine, the deck of cards and poker chips were on the table. Shaking her head and grinning, she set the wine on the table and poured us all another glass of wine, commenting about our persistence. As she sat, she drank about half her glass, then refilled it without comment. Jim, grinning, picked up the cards and casually began to shuffle.

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