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obvious?” she asked. “No, he
doesn’t know. I really like Fred and I don’t want to mess things
up. I was the one who suggested you join us. I remember meeting you
and thinking how beautiful you were.”
    “Same here,” I said, smiling. “I think Fred
has a pretty good idea about you and Skeeter. Skeeter must have
been something.”
    “Yeah, he’s a bit of a player, but he was a
great lover.”
    We talked about guys over lunch and hit the
store. We made fun of the clothes at Broadway and decided to walk
through the mall. We found some cute outfits at Robinsons and
decided to through fashion rules to the wind and wear the same
miniskirt dress. Of course her dress was a few sizes smaller than
mine. They were navy blue with a beige trim. We hit the shoe
department and bought the same open-toes heels.
    We had a great time together and were like
old friends when we got back to my house. It was about two and I
invited her in. I opened a bottle of cabernet and we sat out by the
pool and talked.
    Finally Sandy stood and said she better go
so we could get ready. She gave me a big hug and a kiss. The kiss
lingered with a promise that there might be more yet to come. I
said I would see her at six.
    The stereo was playing KMET as I got ready
for the evening. I actually put make-up on and did my hair. Sheila
came in as I was in front of the mirror.
    “Big date?” she asked.
    “We’ll see. I’m meeting Fred from the
office, his girlfriend and a friend from out of town. What are you
up to tonight?”
    “Robert is taking me out. Do you remember
Robert? I hope he is more fun than Shane. We’re going to dinner at
Angelo’s and Vinci’s and a movie at the Fox. It turns out Robert is
a Dean of something at Chapman College.”
    Sheila left to get ready as I finished up. I
put on my dress and stood in front of the mirror. “Not bad,” I said
to myself. The short skirt showed plenty of thigh. I thought about
going with no panties, but I figured that might be pushing my luck.
I yelled “Good luck,” to Sheila as I headed out.
     
    Fred and Sandy lived in Placentia just past
Cal State. I had no trouble finding it and pulled up just before
six. Fred greeted me at the door and offered me a drink. Skeeter
was on his way. I had a rum and Coke. It was obviously Sandy’s
house. Things were tasteful and immaculate. Sandy made her
entrance. She looked incredible. I stood up and gave her a long
kiss. Fred grinned.
    We sipped on drinks and chatted for about
fifteen minutes when the doorbell rang. Fred answered it and let in
a tall, sexy guy who oozed charm. Sandy gave him a hug and a peck.
We were introduced. Fred grabbed his sport coat and we headed to
his car, a Mercedes W115. Sandy and I sat in the back.
    We drove down Bastanchury past Harbor to Del
Rae. The restaurant is a nice restaurant. Our table was waiting. We
sat down and Fred ordered a bottle of wine. Normally I would have
liked to have some input into the wine selection, but it was Fred’s
tab. He ordered an array of appetizers as we scanned the menu.
    The dynamics were interesting. I was not
clear why I was there. It seemed like this was more about Sandy and
her friend. I figured I would enjoy dinner and see how it played
out. We ordered. I ordered a halibut dish. They guys ordered
steaks. Sandy ordered a crab salad.
    After we ordered Sandy excused herself to go
to the restroom and gave me the nod to follow. Once there she said
that Fred has been pushing her into the idea of sleeping with
Skeeter and she was thinking about giving him what he was asking
for. She took off her panties and held them up so I could see.
    We walked back to the table. I saw her
discretely slip her panties into the pocket of Skeeter’s jacket.
During the meal Sandy paid extra attention to Sandy, holding eye
contact and laughing too hard at his jokes. Sandy and I shared a
Pinot Gris while the men drank a cabernet.
    At one point Fred excused himself to go the
rest room. Sandy told Skeeter to check