“I want to watch you fuck that girl so badly,” you said, leaning back with your beer in hand.
“I won’t complain,” I said, looking over at the blonde in the white dress. She was pretty and her legs were long and bare, parted just enough for me to know the name brand of her underwear. “I was just thinking the same about you and that Shadow Moon looking dude over there.”
You turned your head and stared at him for a long while before looking back at me. It was unlikely either of them wanted anything to do with us, but it was a hot afternoon in the sun with too much beer and too few cares for us to be concerned.
When I looked back at the blonde she looked up with a smile and I pictured it all. We’d bring her home, she’d lose the dress, and you’d sit at the foot of the bed while I parted her thighs and waited for her to beg.
“I bet he knows what he’s doing,” you said. “I can imagine bringing him home and making you sit at the foot of the bed while I begged him to fuck me.”
“Are you going to talk to her?”
“You going to proposition him?”
We leaned in closer for a quick kiss as the dog sighed by our feet and crawled under your chair. It’s possible we had been there for too long to make good decisions. But it’s also possible that he wanted to fuck you and she wanted me. Hell, maybe they read our blogs. Would that make it easier?
“Maybe we should just go home,” I finally said. “They both have rings on and we’re too sweaty to pick up strangers.”
“Or we could have another beer and keep being creepy.”
I nodded as I gathered our empty glasses and I knew it was already the plan. And besides, he wouldn’t know how to choke you just right and she wouldn’t know which names to call me to make you cry.
I leaned in for another quick kiss before stepping inside for another round. Five minutes later I was back outside and you were leaning back shaking your head. I sat down and slid your beer across the table. You pointed with your head and stuck out your chin.
At the far corner of the patio, Shadow sat talking with Blondie and they looked so hot together it was a wonder it hadn’t occurred to us already. I pulled my chair closer to yours and reached down to pet the dog. I slid one hand under your summer dress and you kissed my shoulder.
“They better fuck,” you said.
“They’re practically obligated.”
“Let’s go home after this beer.”
“We can find someone tomorrow.”
“For you or for me?” You asked.
“Oh, I don’t know. I suspect we should find someone who likes the middle. We have a lot of creepy love to give.”
“I’ll make some calls.”
“I’ll change the sheets,” I said.
And then we finished our beer in too few gulps and woke up the dog. Home wasn’t too far away and we needed to lose some clothes before embarrassing ourselves in public.
We gathered our things, stood up, and headed towards the street. At the entrance to the quiet courtyard, we looked back to see the blonde blush as a strong hand rested gently on her knee. We stared for just a moment longer, and then we were dashing home with a million thoughts swarming through our heads and a thousand plans resting on our tongues.