Do You Want To Fuck My Wife?

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“Your elbow’s out” Tom shouted as he chased down the boy’s rebound.

“Mr. M!” Mike smiled.

“You gotta keep your elbow in when you shoot” Tom told him again as he tossed the ball back to the boy.

Mike shot it the same way and missed again. “Come on Mr. M, you know I’m a football player” he laughed as Tom caught another one of the kid’s rebound.

Tom smiled. “Is your Dad around?”

“No” Mike answered as he rose up to take another jump shot. The boy had put on a considerable amount of muscle since the last Tom had seen him up close. Stubble had also started to grow on his face. He was becoming a man.

“They’re out of town for the weekend” he told him as he chased down his own rebound this time. “Wedding Anniversary.”

“Oh yeah?” Tom asked. “How many years has it been for them?”

“10” the boy replied, tossing the ball to Tom so he could take a shot.

“It’s been 20 for us” he said as his shot swished through the basket. “No one ever tells you how you’re supposed to stay interested in each other for 20 years.”

“There’s no way I’m getting married” Mike said as he passed Tom the ball. “I’m gonna be living that bachelor lifestyle until I die.”

Tom laughed. “Sometimes I wish I did that” he told him as he swished in another shot.

“You know Mike…” Tom continued, “I’m just going to come out and ask since you seem like a pretty no bullshit guy to me.”

Mike nodded in agreement.

“My Wife and I are thinking about bringing other people into our relationship.”

“All right Mr. M!” the boy cheered. “Like swinging?”

“Umm… kind of” Tom answered. “Any interest in helping us out?”

Mike laughed. “Why are you fucking with me Mr. M?”

“I’m not” Tom replied.

Mike stared at him. Tom didn’t crack any kind of smile.

“Are you fucking serious? You want me to fuck your wife?” the boy asked him.

“Fuck is kind of a harsh word. Be with her is more of what we’re looking for” Tom added. He was struggling to find the right words to explain exactly what he wanted.

“When were you thinking of doing this?” the boy asked. He had stopped bouncing the basketball by this point.

“With your parents out of town, I was thinking today” Tom told the kid.

“Hell yeah I’m in!” he replied as he tossed the basketball onto the grass behind him.

“Ok, give me your number and I’ll give you a text when she’s ready” Tom told him, pulling out his phone.

He created a contact for the teen and slid his phone back into his pocket.

“You want me to dress up or some shit?” Mike asked as Tom began to walk back towards his house.

“Just wear whatever” Tom yelled back as he stepped onto his own driveway and walked up the pathway steps. “I’ll see you in a bit!”

Beth pulled into the driveway. She was returning from the gym and had just finished a heavy leg day. She felt the burn as she stepped out of her car and began walking towards the house. It was a good burn.

Tom was sitting in the chair as Beth entered the house.

“It’s set honey!” Tom shouted as she walked into the room.

“What’s set?” she asked.

“Your date” he smiled.

“We’re really doing this?” she asked him, tossing her gym bag on the floor. “I don’t want you to hate me for this later.”

“I’m fine with it” he told her. “How much time do you need to get ready.”

“Jeez…” Beth answered with a sarcastic tone. “Are we in a rush?”

“I just think that this can really help honey. I only want things back to the way they were” Tom said. “The sooner the better, right?”

“Well I’m a sweaty mess night now” she said as she grabbed a handful of her soaked tank top and held it out to prove it. “I don’t know, 30 minutes?”

“Sounds good” Tom answered, turning back to the TV.

“Am I supposed to dress up?” Beth turned to ask before heading up the stairs to shower.

“Just wear whatever” she heard as she began climbing the steps.

“Good” Beth moaned to herself. “It’s way too hot to look pretty.”

“I’ll be ready in 2 minutes!” Beth shouted down from her room.

Tom pulled his phone out and texted Mike to come over. 20 seconds later he heard the front door open.

“I still think that you’re fucking with me Mr. M” the boy said as he plopped down on the couch. He was wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt. He kicked his flip-flops off as he sprawled back into the soft cushion.

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