Billionaire and the Sisters Ch. 76

I nudged him a little when she wasn't looking, as though to say don't forget about the discussion we had a day or so earlier; you're supposed to do something really dangerous and daring -- tell a woman that you love her.

As dinner ended, Alice suddenly took it upon herself to play emcee; she suggested a 'wife' swapping around game after we'd put things away. She laughed and said it was like what the 'in crowd' did in the 1950s when her parents were near the right age: the men would put their keys in a hat and the women would draw without looking to see who their first partner of the evening would be.

I asked her whether her parents had been so inclined. She'd sounded so sure of herself on that account.

Alice laughed and said, "I grew up thinking that they didn't even have sex. I was the product of Immaculate Conception, just like Jesus was supposed to have been. I reflect back on what I know now, and I wouldn't have put it past them to be swingers or to enjoy group sex with others. They were social, had a circle of friends they spent time with for years -- they even kissed each other hello and all that, sometimes pretty seriously; they teased each other too but I didn't pay enough attention and I think some of it was sexual; and I went out often, occasionally on overnights, leaving them and their company alone for the night. Someday, maybe I'll have the balls to ask my mother."

Ryan said, "You know that question puts all of our parents under the microscope. I didn't pay too much attention to my folks nor did they to me, so long as I stayed out of trouble and kept my grades up. They could very well have been into some swinging or group sex thing providing it didn't happen at our house. I know some of their friends didn't have kids, and there were always parties going on at those homes. My mother is still a hot dish by contemporary standards, and my dad has remained pretty buff too. They do have their close friends like yours do Alice."

Ever the quiet one but profound, James posed, "And if we knew they had partaken in the pleasures of the flesh with others in their social circles, what would we do, invite them to our parties? What would that do for us? And further, if they came to our sexual soirees, would we have sex with them?"

Cindy smirked but tried to answer his rhetorical question, "Oh, come on. The idea of our parents being polyamorous or swingers arouses us. That knowledge would satisfy our prurient interest in their sexual habits and practices when they were near our age."

Thus, under Alice's leadership, we put the men's names written on little slips of paper into an opaque bowl. We made a deal out of fluffing up and shuffling all the slips. We had seven slips of paper and seven women to draw those slips. I announced that I would take the last piece of paper. I went from sister to sister, holding the bowl Alice had chosen from the kitchen on high until she drew her name. She'd read it out, and there would be all sorts of teasing and praises expressed.

As we ended, I said, "Ladies, time to claim your man for the first round. Let the good times roll."

I went to Jon and pulled him to his feet. We hadn't been together in months, and I could tell the prospect delighted him. I was pretty happy too.