“What?” Jen asked, sensing she wanted to say something.
“Well, um. I was thinking. When we go inside, could you let me… uh, have- I mean go, to Rick?” Her eyes went to her hands, which she were rubbing together just under the surface, as she spoke.
“It’s just… I haven’t told anyone this but, um, I really want to know how it would feel to… you know,” Sarah murmured, her eyes pleading.
Jen couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She was shocked at her friends words, but at the same time she understood her. She understood a lot better than she knew.
“This might be my only chance, while they are still, you know, horny,” Sarah explained. “Sorry, I shouldn’t-”
“No, don’t be sorry,” Jen interrupted. “I… Well I’ve been thinking about the same thing, but with Matt,” she confessed.
“Really?” Sarah’s eyes widened.
“Heh, well, yea. I thought I was the only one thinking such dirty thoughts. I mean, you can be pretty bold, but I thought you would be disgusted if I ever told you.”
“Wow…” Sarah said. “We really are alike.”
They both burst into yet another fit of laughter at that, feeling relieved.
“God, Jen,” Sarah said. “That’s what I love about you. I can share anything with you and you won’t bat an eye.”
“I know. I’m pretty great, huh?” she replied with a smile.
A long moment passed before Jen spoke again.
“But just walking up to them in their beds? How do you figure we would get them to agree to this?” Jen asked, hopeful her friend could provide an answer.
“I admit it’s not much of a plan but… You saw how they were looking at us didn’t you? Matt wasn’t just watching me. I could feel his excitement at watching his mother.” Jen gasped at that, and a pleasant feeling spread in her chest. “I guess I’m hoping Rick felt the same… But I could be wrong,” Sarah said, the uncertainty torture to her.
“You might be right,” Jen assured her. “I think I felt something similar from Rick. But still.”
“It’s a gamble, I know,” Sarah conceded. “But you know as well as I do that this might be the best chance we get. If they reject us, well, we can just blame it on the wine and switch places.” She looked at Jen expectantly.
“Okay,” Jen said, feeling nervous. “Let’s do it. I really want this.”
**
Matt and Rick walked in silence to their room. They got out of their wet swimming trunks and both wrapped towels around themselves instead. Finally they turned to each other and grinned.
“Wow,” Rick said. Matt knew exactly what he meant.
“Yea, wow.”
“Hey, it’s okay, right? If me and your mom, um…” Rick asked.
“Yea, if you are okay with me and your mom,” Matt said.
“Yea, sure,” Rick answered. “I’ve always said our moms are such MILFS!”
Matt chuckled at the bad joke. They might actually get to fuck them tonight though. He was having a hard time believing it was actually happening. Secretly he wished it could have been with his mom instead though, even if having sex with Sarah was also a huge fantasy of his. Still, if his mom was going to have sex with anyone, he figured it might as well be Rick. At least he knew he was a nice guy, and he had long since given up on that particular dream.