Open House Ch. 04

Tina's suggestion completely catches me off guard. I quickly look up to see her devious smile. "You mean test John? How?"

"Well, what if you could watch him get hit on and see how he reacts?" Tina says innocently.

"I don't know. I don't think that would work - not while I'm here. And besides I don't want to put you in a weird position."

"Oh, dear child are you naive. Listen Becca, if men are gonna do it, they're gonna do it. The only question is if you are aware of it or not. When else will you ever get a chance like this... to find out while you're the one in control of the situation?"

The thought moved through me wrong. One part of me recoiled. Another part leaned closer before I could pretend it hadn't. "I don't know... this feels so wrong." But even as the words left my mouth, I couldn't shake the nagging curiosity that had taken root. I hear the first rumble of thunder as my eyes find John at the bar, seemingly a million miles away. I stare as I ponder... could she be right? Would it be that easy to find out and finally put my mind at ease?

"But what would you do?" And with that line Tina knew she had me. Now I was curious.

"That's the beauty of it. I don't have to do anything." Tina pauses and I see her eyes search as she thinks momentarily. "Well, actually there is something." She releases my hands and removes her jacket. "Would you mind holding this?" she says, handing it to me. She then reaches her arms up to take down her hair and her erect nipples make it obvious she has on no bra. I notice before I mean to, then notice myself noticing, which is somehow worse. While still untwisting her hair she pushes her breasts into me causing me to look up into her eyes and see her biting her bottom lip innocently. A pang of arousal surges through me and I smile back at her and she swings her head to fluff her hair.

Tina spins, turning her backside to me and says, "How's my ass?"

"What?" - um, is this happening right now? - "Great obviously. It's great."

Tina pushes her ass back into me causing me to put my hands on her hips to steady us. I'm beginning to wonder if this display is actually intended for me.

Tina looks over her shoulder at me. "No, I mean can you see my panty line under my skirt?"

"Um..."

"Never mind." She says as she grabs my arms and does a do-si-do with me, turning my back to the party and obscuring herself from view. She checks the proximity and then with a devious smile makes direct eye contact with me as she hikes her skirt up and carefully begins to pull down her panties. All I would have to do is move - one step to the side and she would have to stop. I stayed exactly where she put me. I watch as they drop onto her designer heels and feel my skin prickle all over. She steps out of them and dips quickly to grab them before anyone notices.

"Ah, there we go," she says straightening herself as we smile at each other. "It's amazing what guys notice."

I'm so aroused right now I've almost forgotten about John. "Oh my god, I can't believe we're doing this."

Tina reaches for my clutch and puts her panties into it as I stand there mouth agape - strangely not objecting. She then unbuttons her top button, inhales a big breath and then as I watch - exhales into a relaxed smoldering seductress right before my eyes. "Okay, last chance. Are you sure?" she asks.

I turn to look inside again at John. He's enjoying himself, talking boisterously with a drink in hand. I see the man I love, but feel as if there is an ocean between us. Maybe Tina can get close and learn something I haven't. Something that could fix whatever we've broken.

"If we just chat, that's just John being John. But if you see his phone..."

"Then what?" I ask, as if I don't know what it means.

"Well, let's just agree to talk again. Lunch. Tomorrow."

Tina steps up and gives me a quick peck on the lips I wasn't expecting and says, "Watch from here." then turns to leave and turns right back again, "Oh, is he a sports guy?"

"Yes, hockey. You'll want to be a Hurricanes fan."

"Oh, definitely not. What team does he hate?"

"What team does he hate? Um... probably the Jersey Devils?" I reply, uncertain.

"There we go. That's my team - the Devils." Tina replies with a sly grin, then turns to re-enter the party.

The sky ignites in a blue-gray flash from a distant lightning strike, accompanied by a slow rumble of thunder that creeps in after it. I watch her body move away from me effortlessly in her heels - her clothing seeming just a formality, and as she reaches the room the crowd opens as if parting for royalty. Tina turns her head and gives me a final sultry look and the weight of what I've done sets in. Watching in astonishment as a wave of nervous excitement floods my body I say aloud, "I've just sent the sexiest woman alive to seduce my husband."

Large drops of rain sneak onto the floor of the balcony around me and I barely notice. Everyone else has left the balcony and I am alone. Tina takes an empty glass from a tray as she passes and arrives at the bar directly behind John who is in conversation with another man. I watch as she gently places her hand on his waist and then pushes away from him, turning her back to him as if looking for a bartender. John turns to her and I can see, even from this distance, that he is scanning her body with his eyes. She ignores him and he returns to his conversation. I momentarily think, well that was that. And then I see John change positions and turn his head, moving so that he can keep Tina in his periphery. A pang of jealousy runs through me, but I am frozen in place.

Tina now turns her body towards John making her glass - and her breasts - more visible, but continues to ignore him. John's conversation slows and his head turns toward her more and more, staying for longer looks at Tina. Then I see it. He leans in towards her and asks a question. She nods in confirmation and I see John call a bartender to request a new drink. While they wait I watch Tina bend down and adjust her shoe. This immediately gets John's attention and his eyes crawl over her form without her knowing. I continue to watch, unable to look away, with feelings I've never experienced before. The rain has started to fall lightly, and I remain numb to it. I cannot tell the difference between arousal, jealousy, and nervous anticipation. And I am drunk on it.

When Tina stands John speaks to her again, seemingly inquiring about the problem. Tina feigns ignorance and steps out of her shoe, bending to get it and then handing it to John. Oh, how nice! Mister Fix-it is going to fix her shoe. I am both disgusted and astonished at how easily he is drawn in. John turns now completely to Tina and as he examines the shoe she steps out of her second shoe to stand barefoot in front of him. John, clearly baffled by her shoe, hands it back apologizing and touches her on her lower back. Oh my god, she is good. And I am so jealous right now. The only thing keeping me from charging in there right this moment is the fact that I have some strange connection with Tina - as if somehow Tina is an extension of me that I am using for this purpose.

The bartender hands a drink to John and I watch him pass it to her. She thanks him by touching his arm. John is now fully engaged with Tina, making direct eye contact and switching to her breasts and body anytime she looks away - which she seems to do instinctively to give him space to roam. They share a laugh together and Tina touches John's chest. The spectacle is overwhelming as the jealousy and simultaneous arousal battle inside of me. Thunder cracks above me as a lightning bolt races across the sky, bringing my attention back to the now full rain that is engulfing me.

Suddenly I see John swivel his head to search the room - at one point looking right at me, but I am invisible in the rain. Tina steps back into her heels and leans on John as if needing his help to balance. She then strokes her hair and appears to say goodnight. I can't believe what I watched. I feel as if I could walk home in the storm and still not forget it.

Tina turns slowly to walk away and I think it's over, when John calls after her. Tina spins and returns to him obediently. John holds out his hand and I watch as Tina reaches into her purse and pulls out her phone, unlocking it and handing it to John. As John looks down to type Tina looks directly at me with a stone cold expression that I have never seen on her face before.

Tina has just entered my marriage.