“I’ve always thought it would be fun if Ken could open up a little more, but I’ve never really noticed him move in that direction – until I saw Jennifer. Your sweet little wife is exactly Ken’s kryptonite. She’s clearly got him wrapped around her finger. I don’t think that was her plan, but now that she’s got him hooked, I think she’s enjoying it.”
I hadn’t really thought of it that way, but accidentally seducing a guy would appeal to her sense of being desired without actually looking like she had done anything wrong. And so far, no one had called her on it. And the ‘accidental’ part was starting to slowly slip away. Between the attention from Ken and listening to Ken and Olivia talking about her while they were fucking their brains out, I think Jennifer was moving from just being drunk on wine to being drunk on the power of having Ken desire her.
While I was sorting this out Olivia and I were getting closer. We were still moving, but now my hands were around her waist, and her arms were around my waist. Slowly, she moved her hands to my neck to pull my head a little closer to hers. This was causing her breasts to slide up my chest a little, and I had given up on trying to hide how hard I was. If she was going to play this game, I was assuming that she knew that a hard dick was going to be part of it and she wasn’t going to run screaming. As she pushed her crotch against mine, she smiled and pulled my head closer.
“I think if Ken and Jennifer can figure things out, then we can all win this game,” she said in my ear with her lips touching me. I was getting so turned on by her. I had mentally bought into this scenario a long time ago, but at this point I would have begged Jennifer to fuck Ken right on the dance floor if I thought she would do it. But I wasn’t sure if Jennifer was quite where I was. Getting turned on is one thing, but having a nice girl like Jennifer let herself have sex with a guy she just met is quite different.
“They might need a little bit more help,” Olivia said, “but I think we can give them a push if you are willing to work with me a bit. Let’s go check on them.” As she spoke, her tongue was now touching my ear. I don’t quite think she realized how close I was to just carrying her off to the room and not giving a shit about what our spouses thought. She was killing me.
We worked our way through the crowd to where we thought they might be. It took a while to find them as they seemed to be hiding from our eyes. But it was clear the dynamic had changed a little. Jennifer was no longer in a fun, giggly mood. She was now in full vixen mode. She had her arms in the air with her chest thrust forward just a little, and her ass pushed back a little. Ken was behind her, not quite touching her, but staring at her with a look of lust on his face. The dancing was just barely defensible as something two friends might do for fun, but they were about to cross a line.
We had stopped to watch them, our bodies pressed close together and arms around each other’s waists, when Jennifer saw us and immediately stopped dancing and looked a little guilty. Olivia and I were careful to give her a big smile, and Olivia immediately spoke up. “God, you look so good out there dancing. I wish I had your natural charm. I can’t believe Ken wasn’t all over you!” She finished that off with a genuine laugh and smile such that Jennifer immediately became her happy self again.