Glamour Shots, Chapter 21 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 21

... for any reason, please feel free to say so!” Michael nodded, backing her up on her final point. “You won’t hurt our feelings or anything like that if you say no, and you know our friendship is the most important thing.” While I was searching my brain for a polite, painless way to tell them that we really weren’t interested – because, despite the fact that I was at least intrigued, there were far too many reasons not to be – Alli shocked me by saying, “Well, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to at least talk about it, right?” I looked at her, and got one of those “What else could I do?” kinds of looks in return, accompanied by a small, self-conscious smile. I think she could probably read the incredulity on my face, because she turned to them and said, “Sure, we can always talk about anything; you guys know that! So are we talking hypothetically, as in, what’s your opinion about it, or what?” Michael and Marci nervously looked at each other again, and it occurred to me that they were very uncomfortable even bringing it up; that they had really gone out on a limb, and left themselves open to possible pain and rejection, or worse. That they had decided to forge ahead anyway told me that it was something important to them, and that they had put a lot of faith in us by even asking. I was glad for their sake that Alli had agreed to at least listen, and possibly discuss it…before we ultimately rejected the idea out-of-hand. A flat, unequivocal no from me would have been a poor response. ...

... Marci finally replied Alli. “Hypothetical…yeah, I guess, but not our opinion of it so much. More like if we ever would, or could, and how – you know, what would make us want to do it, or make it something we’d be comfortable trying. And with who…or whom. Whatever.” Michael nodded. “Exactly! And for us, a big part of it would have to be that we were sharing with someone we trusted and cared about, that we knew we could trust with each other – people that were happy and secure in their own relationship, so there wouldn’t be any… umm, what’s the word I’m looking for…?” “Attachment issues?” They all three looked at me when I supplied the answer, since I hadn’t spoken for awhile. “What? That’s what you meant, right?” He agreed. “Yeah, just what I was trying to get at. If both couples love each other, as you two do, and we surely do, then there’s no chance of things getting complicated emotionally, right?” I shook my head. “I don’t know about ‘no chance’; less chance, certainly, but there’s still that element involved. It’s a risk. And you’re talking about just one other couple, right? Not a group thing or party sort of deal?” Marci answered. “Oh, yes – we’re not ready to be quite that adventurous – we’re not even really sure we’re ready to be any kind of adventurous!” I laughed. “Just sort of testing the waters then, I guess. If it’s only two couples involved does that even qualify as swinging? Isn’t that just wife-swapping?” I remembered as I said it that they weren’t actually ...