“You’ll just have to wait!” I told her, holding a hand up to stop that line of questioning, “Anyway, what I did do was slip my hands around her back, and I found the zip of her dress and I slid it down as we kissed, and she sort of wriggled her shoulders, but she definitely didn’t stop me.”
“Was it the red dress?” I nodded. “Then you couldn’t really have gotten very far without Ellie going along with it if I remember just how tight it is.”
“Have you memorised my wife’s entire wardrobe?” I asked.
“More or less,” Cassie admitted.
“Well, anyway, she dropped her arms and I pushed the dress down, and she was standing pressed up against me in little black heels and red underwear.”
“Which I’m almost disappointed about.”
“Don’t be, because I was on a roll, so I unclipped her bra, and under the cover of another kiss I had that down her arms and dropped onto the floor. And she pressed herself against me and wrapped her arms around my neck.”
“And you were wearing?…”
“Trousers and shirt. From work.”
“This is a hot scene nonetheless. I just wish it hadn’t been you there.” I glared across the table at the woman who was supposed to be my friend but was always so rude to me.
“Anyway, it didn’t take much to dispense with Ellie’s knickers as well, and her legs wriggled a bit as she coaxed them down to the floor.”
“And then you-” I shook my head, cutting off the inevitable question.
“I had my hands all over her. She felt so good, and so horny. And then Ellie lifted herself onto tiptoes and whispered into my ear ‘After dinner’ and she slipped out of my arms and walked back to the kitchen.
“Except for the shoes.”
“Oh my god your wife is so hot.”
I knew it, but I hadn’t known how hot.
“And she started putting food onto plates, and I didn’t know what to do with myself so I went and sat down and took our glasses across. And as she walked towards me, naked and beautiful with a plate in each hand, eating was the last thing on my mind.”
“I bet it was.”
“But she sat down, and we ate, and talked, and all I could think about was ‘Ellie’s sitting naked and eating dinner and I can’t believe it’s really her’.”
“I’m not sure I can. Are you sure you’re not having me on?” I shook my head again.
“It was just like she was dressed… except she wasn’t, and her eyes sparkled, and after dinner she took the plates away and it was only then I realised she hadn’t even pulled the curtains.”
“Oh wow. And your place you can see into from across the street with the light on.”
“Completely. Even with the lights dimmed a little, as they were then. I don’t know whether anyone saw anything or not, because I couldn’t take my eyes off of Ellie.”
“You know,” Cassie said, “I think you really are the luckiest man alive. And probably the least deserving.”