I suppose Natalia was used to this kind of stuff as she just rolled her eyes and said “okay Ash, let’s go!”
I kept trying to test Natalia for chemistry that night, but there was virtually nothing. She was just not into me.
Just before leaving, Asher turned around and said “hey… there’s going to be a good basketball game on TV this weekend, and I got some amazing mezcal when I was down in Cancun last month. Do you guys wanna hang out?”
I was already a bit jealous given how fast things quickly progressed, but Genny quickly blurted out “absolutely! What time?”
I started to feel threatened, because here is this virile, attractive guy, with clearly the ability to get an erection propositioning us to come over and “hang out” (I can read between the lines and know exactly what he had in mind), who just got a peep show from my wife, and also had the chance to smell and taste her pussy all in one go.
He responded “game starts at 8, so I’ll see you at 7.”
And Genny immediately responded “yes! See you then!”
After they left, Genny was saying “here’s what we talked about! Now it’s going to happen, and winked at me.”
I felt like I wanted to bring up the fact that she took her underwear off, and then not only showed him her pussy, but let him smell and taste it was making me a little jealous, but I held my gut in and didn’t say anything. I felt embarrassed and ashamed that I wasn’t able to please her at all, and also felt like she somewhat deserved to be pleased by another man while we tried to have sex. After all, our ground rules prohibited him from penetrating her, so there was really nothing for me to be worried about, except the remote possibility of her feelings for him developing into something more.
So the weekend rolls around, and that night was the basketball game. I noticed Genny was in a hurry that day to clean up the house, particularly the bedroom, and took a shower and dressed up sexier than I usually see her. She also wore this perfume she wore when we first started going out, back when things were kindof hot between us. For some reason, all of this was making me a little jealous, but I tried to reassure myself that things would be alright. She was wearing a low-cut see-through top with no bra (as usual), which meant that you could see her beautiful breasts right through her shirt when you looked at it (also a new thing-she never revealed her breasts). She also wore a short silver skirt and a pair of platform heels.
When I asked her if she was wearing underwear, she quickly turned around and winked at me and said “nuh uh!” This both worried me and turned me on at the same time.
A few moments later, the doorbell rang, and there was Asher, wearing this tight white t-shirt, a pair of slim-fit jeans, and loosely-tied boots. He had this belt on whose buckle was supposed to be the face of a bull, but looked very much like a swollen dick – I assume that wasn’t a coincidence.
He was carrying this bottle of mezcal and said to me “hey Rob! This mezcal is the best stuff I’ve ever tasted. You guys have to try it!”