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We were out on a double date with Mark and Stephanie. Despite, or perhaps because of, Lo’s slutty ways, especially around Mark, they invited us out again after the beach experience. They had hired a sitter for their kids and this time it was just the four of us at a local restaurant. Because it was so crowded that Friday night, we took the first table we could get — a high-top in the bar area.
Lo was wearing her sexy little black skirt and heels with a neon blue blouse that had one too many buttons undone, revealing her cleavage and part of her lace bra. She was sitting kitty-corner to Mark, and when she laughed, she would put her hand on his forearm, his knee, or touch his bicep. She did this in a friendly, yet flirtatious way.
After the day at the beach with them, there was no way they would be surprised by this. I was wondering to myself if they were actually interested in propositioning Lo, or both me and Lo, but were too inhibited to come out and say it.
If Lo was trying to get me jealous with her fawning over Mark, she was doing a good job of it. Usually I’m not the jealous type — especially not with a hotwife like Lo. But Mark was too perfect. He was smart — a teacher in fact — and handsome, he worked out at the gym and was in tip-top shape, he had a perfect smile, and he was about four inches taller than I. As if that wasn’t enough, Lo was perpetually…