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Following the same foot prints left in the snow, Barb held Adrian's hand for support as they crossed the twin driveway. Heading back to the Knight's house. Returning to the scene of the crime as it were... Back to where this all began no less than 24hrs ago.
Barb, steadied with her husband's hand in hers, teetering on the chunky heels she chose to wear with the rest of her outfit, the black turtle neck sweater, clinging to her tits and tapered waist line, along with her pleated, kilt style skirt that was also a tartan pattern, a tri-colour of black, green and red, giving her a classy-cute look that suited the holiday season... Finished of with a pair of black leggings, she looked festive but more so, she looked hot as hell...
"I'm not sure what's going to happen, but let's just roll with it okay? Even if things get a little 'flirty' I don't want you getting upset... Let's just enjoy ourselves, and we'll see what Keith has to say... And please baby, I want you to remember that even though he and I have a very long history? All of that is all in the past and he will never mean as much to me as you do... Understand sweetie? I married you because I love you Adrian... You're my husband"
Hearing her say this, telling him that she loved him, and that Keith will never mean as much to her, Adrian couldn't help but feeling her words pulling at his heart strings, making him swoon some leaving his head all light and airy and definitely feeling better.
But still, within her sweet sentiments, there were other things in there that he couldn't ignore... Hearing her talking about if things get flirty, like what often happens when they're out with friends or in a club.... But with Keith it would be ten times worse...
"I'm sure he wants to tell you that he's sorry, like I am... About last night, and what we did together behind your back" Barb added, going for the apology angle as they neared the side entrance to the Knight residence, and the infamous basement where Keith had been holding camp through the holidays...
"So... So does that mean that you're going to?...or I mean...Are... Are you saying that you want to sleep with him again?" Adrian asked while trying to strengthen his position, and continuing then, he made mention of what Barb had said to him upon coming back to him that morning...
"I thought you said that you wouldn't do something like that, ever again?" He asked, repeating her own words and hoping to hold her to them...
"No baby, I don't think that's quite what I said... If you remember, I said that I'd never do that again... Behind your back... As in, without your knowing, like last night... That was cheating" she answered, and stunning Adrian with her take on things, she was only confusing him even more.
But then quickly, and for reason's he couldn't figure out, Barb shook her hand free of his, her attention pulled away as the side door opened with Keith standing behind the glass outer door, opening it without either of them knocking... It was like he'd been watching and waiting, expecting their arrival...
"Hi!" Barb chirped brightly before going up on her tip toes and leaning herself towards Keith to peck his cheek, kissing him quickly before coming back down...
"We're here! And Merry Christmas... Again!" She went on with a lit up smile greeting her Ex' looking him up and down with both of them getting an eye full seeing how he was dressed, wearing a long, dark Father Christmas type of a red robe that was more like a sleeveless tunic trimmed in white and slung over his topless upper half.
With his arms bared and most of his hair-dusted chest and fit, chiselled abs visibly exposed Keith wasn't dressed how either of them might have expected.
And to match, under the old-fashioned looking robe he had on a red pair of baggy, satiny looking sack-trousers tied at the waist that went with the big black boots on his feet... And to top off the entire Christmas-themed, Chippendale-stripper outfit was of course the red and white Santa hat perched on his head. The over-sized pom-pom at the end, flopped over to one side...
Even Adrian was take aback, seeing Keith and right away he was left thinking that if things did get 'flirty' between him and Barb? Poor Adrian... He knew already that he didn't stand a chance...
Abandoning him then, letting go of his hand when Keith unexpectantly opened the door, Barb began fawning over her former, half dressed boyfriend, acting like they were rekindling their early romance, which in a way, they already had...
Seeing Barb with her ex-boyfriend, the one she never really broke up with but rather they had to part ways because of their different wants, Adrian couldn't help but feel himself beginning to burn from the inside.
Caught half way between heart-ache and anger, he didn't know if he should say something right then and there, stopping this thing before it had a chance to go any further...
However, and in true Adrian fashion... And remembering Barb saying that he should just roll with whatever happens, he didn't do anything, he didn't stop or intervene... He just stood there in awe, watching and listening...
"And a very Merry Christmas to you too beautiful!" Keith replied... "Quick though, the two of you, come in its freezing out here... I have a fire going and hot whisky if you're cold, or beer if you're not" Keith said to them both as he directed the pair in, his arm going around Barb with Adrian becoming the automatic third-wheel, last in and left to close the door...
"I love the Santa suit, too bad it's Christmas day or I would have sat in your lap and told you if I've been naughty or nice!" Barb came out with, starting with the flirty stuff right away, and of course Keith, he wouldn't miss out on the opportunity...
"Yeah I forgot I had this costume here... It's modelled after the European version of old St. Nicholas, that's why it's so long... But hey, if I'm gonna be playing Santa, you can still sit on my knee and tell me how bad you've been... It's an all year thing with me... Finding out which girl's have been naughty" He said with a smirk, smiling and playing up the flirt along with Barb, but then, turning to Adrian, he had other plans for her diminutive little husband...
"But first, before I can play Santa... I'm going to need a little helper... One of my reindeer will do nicely... So here Adrian, these are for you" Keith said to him as he came out with and set a pair of novelty Reindeer antlers on his head...The kind that go on with a comb and push your hair back...
"Sorry I don't have a red-nose there Rudolph!" Keith added, smiling with a chuckle, half mocking Adrian as he stepped back with both he and Barb looking at him as he blushed, feeling embarrassed and even humiliated some...
"Oh Keith, don't do that to him... Honestly baby, you don't have to wear those if you don't want to" Barb came in, standing up for him, but Adrian, he didn't seem to mind...
"Ah, it's okay... I get it... I don't mind, I'll play you're little game... So... What's Santa's little helper suppose to do? Pour drinks?" He asked, first straightening the alters on his head before moving over towards the bar, furthering this role he felt he like he was meant to adopt...
"Yeah that sounds good" Keith answered... "Over there, behind the bar, I have an urn going with hot whisky in it, pour us each one... Oh and don't forget the cloves! They're in a jar beside the glasses... And thanks, man... You're being really cool about this... Rudolph!"
Teasing him again and smiling along with Barb, pleased with Adrian being so accepting, and even saying he would play their game, it made Keith think he might be able to make work the idea he'd had running through his head since inviting the two of them over on Christmas eve, spotting the odd couple arriving earlier in the day, here to celebrate the holidays with Barb's folks...
"Wow! It's really cozy and warm in here... I love that you have a fire going... I just hope I can keep my clothes on it's so hot! I bet you want to keep your clothes on too don't you baby?" Barb said, first commenting about how hot it was in the small, fire lit room, the only other light source a string of glowing Christmas light hanging loosely on a wall in the otherwise darkened room.
Behind the small bar and pouring, Adrian didn't answer Barb's question, cringing rather with the mere mention of what he was wearing, and also why she felt the need to say that he would want to keeping his clothes on...
"Yeah sorry, it is kinda warm down here... I just thought a fire would be nice because it's Christmas, and to ahh...to sets a nice mood" Keith began, apologizing for it being so hot in the wood panelled basement rec room. But of course this was exactly why he had it so warm, if not overly hot.
His idea was to use the high temperatures in aid of facilitating a possible replay of their 'mistake' the night before. Making it hot and unbearable, and if things worked out there would be a second flurry of clothing coming off, just as there had been the night before.
It was an odd gamble, yet so far Barb was receptive, saying she might not be able to keep her cloths on, which of course to Keith, this was exactly the kind of thing he was hoping to hear...
Pouring out the three snifters with the mixture of whisky, sugar and boiling hot water from the urn, and being sure to add a cloves to each, plus a few extra in Keith's, Adrian set all three onto the small tray he'd found behind the bar before carefully lifting it up and carrying it back.
Approaching the pair of them, sitting near each other in the elbow-crook section of the couch where the two pieces intersect, making up the long 'L' shape, Adrian was again made to feel like he was being talked about as they stopped, their murmurings growing quiet upon his approach.
Holding out the tray as Barb and Keith thanked him, taking up their snifter's half full of the dark, hot whisky and water. Adrian held his own while setting the tray down on a nearby table, then moving he made to sit beside his wife on the couch.
Yet stopping him... Keith had a different idea...
"Oh hey, buddy... Why don't you sit here instead?" He suggested while pushing over an ottoman footstool, placing it in front of where he and Barb were sat, relaxing together on the couch and looking very 'couple-like' already...
Puzzled, Adrian stood there, looking to Barb, hesitant once again...
"Yeah sweetie, sit there, that way we can all see each other while we talk, we don't want you feeling left out. So come on, plunk the cute little bum of yours down right here where we can see you" Barb added, agreeing and siding with Keith while smiling up at Adrian and patting the cushion topped ottoman with her extended foot.
Doing so, listening to her instruction, Adrian frowned some, not feeling like he was being left out anymore, but rather instead he felt like a puppy or a lap-dog... One that was being trained and told where to sit...
"There you go baby, see? Now you're included" Barb chimed then as Adrian sat himself down, and right away noticing that he was sitting lower as Barb and Keith remained side by side with the three of them positioned in a triangle. Adrian in the centre his wife and her old boyfriend both looking down at him...
"Ye-yeah... Th-thanks" He came back, now more than ever feeling like the third-wheel, the guy they felt sorry for and was 'allowed' to hang with the cool couple... It was almost as humiliating as the antlers perched on his head...
"And hey?" Barb said loudly, sitting forward... "Here's to my two favourite guys in the whole world! Cheers boys and Merry Christmas!" She offered, raising her snifter full of the hot-whisky and with the two fellas following suit where together they all clinked their glasses with Adrian having to hunch forward, reaching with his arm out in an effort to make contact.
Keith then, seizing the opportunity with Barb offering a toast, and being closer to her than Adrian, he took a quick sip of his drink before leaning over with his arm going around her shoulder, he pulled her in and kissed her on the lips in a passionate way but knowing enough, he held back from going full-on. Believing that eventually he'd have his chance, thinking he could snatch her away from Adrian one more time if he played this right.
It was brave enough, kissing her like that, and right there in front of her husband, leaving him looking shocked, speechless and feeling somewhat angry... Clenching his fist Adrian wanted to say something but It was no different with him reacting how he always did in situations like this, with his 'out-of-his-league' wife... He didn't do anything, he just sat there on his ottoman, looking lost and hurt.
"Oh Keith! Stop that! Come on, you can just do that... We need to be fair to Adrian" Barb responded as they separated with her giggling, only pretending to be mad as she shooed him away...
"Yeah, I know... You're right Barb and I'm sorry Adrian... We do need to be fair with you and with ourselves as well... All of us I mean" Keith replied, reaching out once again to place a 'reassuring' arm around Barb's shoulder, with Adrian noticing, his eyes creased in disdain...
"So... Adrian... What I need to say is that I'm sorry buddy... I'm sorry I couldn't control myself last night" Keith continued, beginning to make his apologies, which was something Adrian could get behind, or at least it was something he could predict. He sort of knew this was coming, which felt good, as odd as that may seem...
"It's just that after running into the two of you outside yesterday...and then being here, in this basement, because well, Barb and I... We spent a lot of time in this room, as I'm sure you know... So... With the booze, and it being Christmas Eve and everything... It left me feeling, I don't know? Nostalgic... I guess that's the word... I was feeling nostalgic, and I guess I, or 'we'... Barb and me, and we sort of lost our heads...and our pants... If you get my meaning?"
Getting right down to the heart of things, with Keith indeed apologizing as Barb had said he would, but then, continuing, Adrian couldn't help but feel like Keith was also rubbing it in a little.
Smiling while asking if Adrian understood about the two of them losing their pants, as well as their inhibitions, and with things coming out as they seemed to be, he felt himself growing even warmer, suddenly feeling quite flushed and hotter than ever in the fire-lit rec-room.
But he knew that no matter how hot things might become, there was no way he was going to be talked out of his flannel shirt, the one Barb had told him to put on over the lingerie set she had him wearing for her after their earlier escapades up her Mother's spare bedroom...
"Oh hey... Umm... It's..It's okay Keith... You don't have to explain, Barb and I... We talked about...ah, things" Adrian offered back, not knowing what else to say, sounding vague in his acceptance but not really wanting to go there. Discussing this embarrassing stuff out loud, or namely, talking about Keith fucking Barb...
"Well that's good, I'm glad... I'm glad that you're not angry and that you can sort of understand where I'm coming from... It was just a thing that happened, and Adrian buddy? You don't know how much your forgiveness means to me... I'm not just saying that to pacify you either... I am sorry it happened this way, and I mean... I know the situation isn't ideal, but seeing how forgiving and accepting you're being... I think we'll be able to come together on this, I know we can find some middle ground and a solution that will keep everyone happy"
Listening Adrian was impressed with Keith's apology, but then with a feeling like there was more, he didn't quite understand where Keith was going... And for that matter, neither did Barb...
"What do mean Keith?" She asked curious herself and Adrian, he was glad she spoke up because she took the words straight from his mouth with him wanting to know as well... What did he mean?
"Well you see, my work contract is changing and I'll only be on sight 4-months on and then off for the next four where I get to come home... It works out great, starting in January, I'll be back for my first rotation... I'll be home until spring and staying here with my folks. They ain't getting any younger, and neither am I for that matter, so I'm slowing things down... Eventually though, I'll buy my own place" Keith explained telling them both all of this unheard news...
"Oh really? Wow! Did you hear that baby? Keith's moving back home! This is great news don't you think?" She beamed brightly, sitting up and sounding happy, with Adrian turning to look at her and putting on a fake smile but hoping she wouldn't notice...
"Ye-yeah... Ahh Th-that's... That's great news... But umm... It sounded like there was something more... So umm, Keith? Not to be too forward or anything but umm... What is it that you wanted? Like what did you mean by us having a solution?" Adrian asked stuttering with a knowing fear rising through him...
It was an all too familiar fear, or a feeling Adrian often had... An ominous, eerie sense of a heavy thing hovering above him, held up by a weak string that was about to break...
Pausing then, Keith looked to them both... First to Barb where he smiled and said nothing but then turning to Adrian, he looked to him, holding his pause a moment longer...
"Listen, I know this is going to sound crazy and way out there, but with me coming home? I sort of wanted to re-establish myself and get back in touch with some people... So, on New Years Eve, I'm going to Niagara Falls to meet up with a few of our old friends. People Barb and I both know, and I was wondering if maybe I could steal her away from you for a night and bring her with me?" Keith came out with, asking as they all paused this time with a second unsettled quiet coming over the room...
"You know? To make it feel like old times and to get back in touch" He added, telling them both, but mostly his attention was turned to Adrian who sitting there in his lowered down position and listening, and a little stunned, he was having trouble trying to process what his wife's ex-boyfriend was saying...
"Barb will know everyone there... It's going to be like a mini-high school reunion with about ten or twelve of us, so I just thought that maybe if you were okay with what happened last night? You know? Being so accepting of Barb... Finding her, umm... Finding her pleasure somewhere else? Which, which I think you enjoyed as well, knowing she had a good time... If I'm not wrong?"
Shocked more than stunned now with what he was hearing, What Keith was asking, Adrian turned to look at Barb, who knowing nothing of this herself, he could see the same look of surprise on her face as she sat staring at Keith with a rather blank, vacant expression.
Letting them both sit for a second, sit and digest what he was telling the couple, his ex-girlfriend and her new husband of only two years... Keith however didn't wait too long, wanting to say more, trying to explain himself but even Barb, she was taken back.
She was impressed with Keith's forwardness, and the balls he was showing, thinking and asking such a thing... Barb was however none too impressed with his assumption that he could just 'steal her away'... If and when he pleased...
"Hey, I can tell by the way you two are looking that this might be a bad idea... But I just wanted to put it out there... I mean, I'm sorry, and honestly I mean no offence to you Adrian, but last night, man... I can't lie... It was sooo good, I felt like my old self again, like my world was back together... You know? And well, I was hoping that Barb, maybe you felt that too? I mean you can't deny you didn't feel something... It wasn't just the sex, which was incredible, but come on, you had to feel it, didn't you?"
