Eva and Sophia emerged from behind the tall decorative plants looking perfectly innocent — hair slightly messy, cheeks flushed, lips still a little shiny. They walked back to their husbands with matching satisfied smiles, as if they had simply been chatting about recipes.
Marcus and Ryan were still deep in conversation by the grill, laughing about something. Marcus glanced at the two women and instantly knew. The glow on Sophia's face, the way Ava's thighs pressed together — he smirked secretly.
"Grill's almost ready," Marcus announced cheerfully. "Steaks are perfect."
The four of them gathered around the outdoor table. Dinner was served — juicy steaks, grilled vegetables, fresh salad, and more strong rum punches. They ate slowly, the night air warm and the string lights glowing softly above them.
"That was incredible," Sophia said, eyes sparkling as she looked at everyone. "I haven't had this much fun in years. The pool, the food, the company… we should do this again really soon. Like, next weekend?"
"Absolutely," Ava replied, her voice sweet but her eyes dark with lust. She squeezed Sophia's thigh under the table. "I had the best time. Best double date ever."
Ryan nodded happily, still a little buzzed. "Yeah, you guys are awesome. We definitely need to make this a regular thing." He smiled at Ava. "Babe, you look so relaxed tonight. I love seeing you like this."
Marcus raised his glass. "To new traditions."
They clinked glasses and laughed. The conversation flowed easily — neighborhood gossip, work stories, future barbecue ideas. But underneath the surface, the tension was electric. Sophia kept stealing glances at Ava, remembering the taste of Marcus's cum mixed with her pussy. Ava's hand occasionally brushed Sophia's under the table. Marcus watched both women with hungry eyes.
Finally, plates were empty. Ryan stretched and checked his watch. "Wow, it's getting late. This was amazing, but we should probably head home. Thanks again, guys."
Marcus nodded casually. "Yeah, no problem."
As the four of them stood up near the pool gate, ready to say goodnight, Marcus suddenly moved.
He pulled Sophia into his arms right there in front of everyone and kissed her hard — deep, possessive, tongue sliding into her mouth. Sophia moaned into the kiss. Before anyone could react, Marcus reached behind her back and yanked the strings of her red bikini top. The fabric fell away instantly, exposing Sophia's full, heavy breasts to the cool night air. Her nipples were rock-hard.
Then he tugged her bikini bottoms down in one smooth motion. Sophia stood completely naked in front of all three of them — full breasts bouncing, shaved pussy glistening, curvy body on full display under the string lights.
Ryan froze, eyes wide. "What the— Marcus?!"
Eva's breath hitched. The sight of Sophia naked, right there in the open, sent a fresh wave of heat through her body.
Marcus broke the kiss and grinned, one hand still cupping Sophia's bare breast. "Oh, don't mind us," he said casually, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. "We're just… saying goodnight properly."
Sophia smiled wickedly at Ava, completely unashamed, her naked body glowing. She even arched her back slightly, pushing her tits forward.
Ava's mind raced. This was the perfect moment. She could turn it into a foursome right now. She stepped toward Ryan, pressed her body against him, and kissed him deeply — the same hungry way she used to kiss strangers in college. Her hand slid down to palm his cock through his shorts.
"Baby," she whispered against his lips, voice dripping with lust, "why don't we stay a little longer? Look at them… it could be fun. All four of us…"
Ryan stiffened. His eyes darted between naked Sophia, Marcus's hand on her breast, and his own wife trying to seduce him into this. The alcohol fog cleared just enough for panic to hit.
"Ava… what the hell?" He gently but firmly pushed her back. "This is… too much. We're leaving. Now."
He grabbed her hand and started pulling her toward the gate, face burning with embarrassment and confusion. "Thanks again, guys. We'll… we'll talk later."
Ava tried one last time, looking back at Sophia and Marcus with desperate eyes. "Ryan, wait—"
But he didn't stop. He practically dragged her out the gate and across the driveway to their own house, muttering, "That got way too weird. I think they're both really drunk."
The door shut behind them.
Back at the pool, Sophia stood there completely naked, chest heaving with disappointment. Marcus's hand dropped from her breast. Both of them stared at the empty gate.
"Fuck," Marcus muttered.
Sophia bit her lip, eyes still dark with lust. "She wanted it. I saw it in her eyes. She was ready to join us."
Marcus nodded, cock already hard again in his shorts. "Ryan panicked. Clueless bastard."
All three of them felt the same sharp sting of disappointment — Ava most of all, lying in bed later that night, fingers buried in her still-creampied pussy, imagining what could have happened if Ryan had just said yes.
The night had been so close to becoming something legendary.
But Ryan had ruined the moment.
For now.
**To be continued…**
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