“Well, sorry to surprise you in that case.”
“Surprises aren’t always a bad thing,” she said as she moved slightly away.
Well, so much for trying to get the upper hand in that conversation, as she left me speechless. I was wondering why she had said something like that and then pulled away, but she was once again one step ahead of me and had noticed our spouses coming back. Given that my half-naked wife had gone off with her husband for a few minutes, I’m not sure what the protocol was, but she was probably right playing it cool with them.
Jennifer’s suit had dried a little bit and wasn’t quite so explicit in its display. They both had two drinks in each hand and came over to hand them to us. As they bent down to give us our drinks, I saw that poor Ken was getting hard. Jennifer had to be getting to him. He quickly jumped back into the hot tub with Jennifer getting in a little more carefully. After spending so much time engaged in conversation with Ken, she actually took an extended look at Olivia and me, and gave me a look that, while ambiguous, clearly did not mean, “You are in trouble, Mister.”
With the drinks now in hand, we were back to talking with the larger group, with a nice mix of drinking and conversation. Jennifer and Ken gota little more comfortable in each other’s space, and Olivia and I became more relaxed too. When the other two couples eventually said their goodbyes, we were now in this pairing where the wrong couples were coupled up with each other for no particular good reason, but no one seemed to be in a hurry to change that.
Eventually the drinks were finished and things started to get quieter. I was trying to figure out what the next move would be that could keep things going when Jennifer declared somewhat abruptly, “I think we need to turn in. It’s been a long day.” It was a statement, not a question, and it very quickly broke the mood and made the whole odd seating pattern seem awkward all of the sudden.
We all got up quickly, and it was starting to look like things were going a bit sour as we were taking the long walk back to the shared bungalow together, but before we went in our door, Olivia went over to Jennifer and gave her a quick hug and said, “It was really wonderful having dinner and just hanging out with the two of you. Hopefully we’ll see you around later.” And with that, Jennifer immediately brightened back up and the mood lightened.
We went back inside and hung up our swimsuits to dry. Jennifer was quiet, especially by her standards, and I was worried I was going to hear about the swimsuit I had helped pick out or my unnecessarily close seating with Olivia. Instead, we just crawled into bed and got in our normal position where we were lying close to each other, with me on my back and her on her side. We were in our normal sleepwear. Jennifer in her panties and me in nothing. Everything was totally normal.
“Wasn’t that sort of weird that you and Olivia were sitting together and Ken and I wound up sitting together?”
“Yeah,” I said carefully, “that was kind of funny.”