Chuck laughed softly. “Well I suppose that depends. I don’t even know if she’s remotely interested.”
Tina smiled wryly, but remained silent. She’d already had a very similar conversation with Lonnie in the ladies room, and had seen Lonnie’s reaction when she’d suggested the possibility of fucking Chuck as well. And it wasn’t a negative one. But why spoil the surprise?
A few minutes later, they pulled into the driveway.
Mick and Tina’s house was modest but spacious, their living room open and roomy, with a large, comfortable looking sectional. They’d already laid out a few supplies on the coffee table in preparation for the night, including several towels, a box of tissues, some baby wipes, lubricants and of course, condoms.
Mick fixed everyone some drinks while they sat on the couch, Tina already snuggled up cozy beside Chuck.
Mick joined Lonnie on the other side and raised his glass in toast. “To the Eagles! For their incredible win, and for bringing us all together!”
“Cheers!” they replied together, with Chuck adding, “Go Birds!”
“Just a few last things we need to address,” announced Mick. “Very simple, really. No one should feel pressure to do anything they’re not comfortable with. ‘No’ means NO. If you have questions, ask. If you’re feeling uncomfortable, stop. Speak up and be blunt if you have to. The only rule Tina and I have is we’re always in the same room. We…enjoy…seeing each other with someone else. So don’t feel weird if you catch us watching each other while things are happening.”
Mick turned to Chuck as he continued. “Last thing: Condoms. Sorry, buddy, they’re a ‘must.’ But if it makes you feel any better, they’re a ‘must’ for me, too.” He gestured with a flourish to the items on the table. “No worries if you didn’t bring any, we’re always prepared.”
“Lastly,” he paused dramatically, “just relax and have fun!”
Again, everyone raised their glasses in toast.
Tina eased herself back on the couch, kicking off her heels. “My feet are killing me,” she sighed. Lonnie quickly followed suit with a nod, wriggling her now freed toes with relief.
Tina swung a leg up, placing her foot on Chuck’s lap. “How are you at foot massages?”
“I guess we’ll find out,” he smiled, taking her foot in hand. He rubbed it gently at first, building intensity as he worked her arch, making her sigh. “Ohhh, that’s nice. Keep going.”
Reclining back on the arm rest, Tina lifted her other leg as well, getting even more comfortable as Chuck continued rubbing both feet. His view improved considerably as she lay back, her legs parted enough to see right up her skirt. Still no panties, of course.
Chuck’s cock stirred immediately. Whether it was the Viagra kicking in or simply the pure uninhibited view of her pussy didn’t matter he supposed. He engorged quite rapidly and in seconds had a full erection straining at his jeans.
Tina felt it twitch under her foot. “Like what you see?” she teased.
Before he could answer in the affirmative, Chuck was distracted by the distinct scent of weed as a cloud blew past his face.