He stood, embarrassed, and red faced. "I'll get this stuff in the morning." Referring to the alcohol mix and glasses. He turned to walk back to his home, and stopped, "Thank you both for the world class hospitality." He said, with a smirk, and vanished around the corner.

My wife looked at me with a cocktail of emotions in her eyes, but all I could do was kiss her, with love and passion.

For whatever reason, Anna and myself didn't speak of the event for a few days. We were quieter than normal with each other, and I chalked it up to us both needing some time to digest the experience. It was clear our sex in the pool was some of the best we'd ever had, but the question was... why?

Anna finally brought it up over dinner one evening.

"Do you want to talk about the other day?", she asked, softly.

I feigned ignorance. "What's there to talk about? We had some drinks, and an incredibly beautiful woman caused two men to behave idiotically." I paused, smiling, "Its a tale as old as the earth itself."

Her nerves got the best of her, and she slipped up, replying "... I was just surprised by how big his honker was." When the sentence escaped her mouth, she shut down, blushing again. She quickly tried to form an apology, thinking she hurt me with the comment, "I - I'm sorry... I"

I wasn't an idiot, I knew his cock had intrigued her. "Babe, please. I know. Who would have thought that horny old goat was hung like a donkey."

She blushed, and we slowly finished our meal.

When I was fucking her in bed later that evening, I brought up Bobs size again, refusing to let her escape without admitting the truth. It sort of fascinated me to hear her discussing our neighbors manhood.

"Don't feel bad about seeing his cock sweetheart, I could tell you liked it."

She grit her teeth as i pummeled her from behind, surprised by my comment, "Wh-What? No- I..."

I slapped her ass, "Please Anna, you were staring at his cock the entire time I was fucking you."

"You behaved same as us Bob, nothing to be worried about. We all had quite a few drinks." I paused, deciding to admit to the next bit, "Besides, I've been trying to get Anna to loosen up for years now, glad its finally seeming to work."

He seemed relieved once again, "That wife of yours, I don't have to tell you. She's something else." he paused, "If every Sunday played out like that, I'd die a happy man."

I laughed, "You and me both." I opened the door to the car, "I'll make sure to holler the next time we have a pool day." I chuckled, feeling oddly free by the comment.

"Much obliged." Bob said, grinning. As I drove into the office I couldn't help but shake my head in amusement over how strange and exciting things had gotten.

Upon waking the next morning I opened the bedroom curtains to see Bob yet again, shirtless and walking around in his bedroom. His torso was thick, muscular, and somewhat hairy. He noticed me, and gave me a goofy wave, which I reciprocated.

I headed into our bathroom just as Anna was exiting the shower. Her beautiful body immediately began to excite me, and I quickly had an idea.

I was brushing my teeth, watching her from inside the bathroom door. I had no view of the window, or Bob. She slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, watching him.

"Well Tim." she said. "Our neighbor is flashing his big piece of meat at your wife again." She chuckled, absurdly. I almost dropped my brush, and spoke with a mouth full of toothpaste, "You're joking."

"No... I'm certainly not. He's naked, and he's jerking his big cock for me." she paused, biting her lip. "God... That thing is huge." the last words escaped her mouth with a huskiness. I looked on as she instinctively spread her legs, exposing her pussy just to him for the first time.

I became impossibly excited, I had to have her that instant. "Alright Anna, close the damn blinds!" I began removing my pants as I said it.

She looked in my direction, with a sarcastic, pouty reply, "Aww, do I have too?" It was said in jest, but it excited me beyond measure.

"Close them!"

On the surface, his voice was calm and deliberate, but there was an undertone of nervousness hidden in his words, "Hey man, I think I'm kind of fucking up this casserole that I'm making, and I need to bring it to this party for a friend tomorrow. Don't suppose there's any chance I could borrow Anna for awhile?"

I sat up, suddenly at attention. I wasn't sure how to react to the request - it was completely out of the blue. I stood up and walked slowly into the other room, "I- Uh. Yeah. I don't see why not. Let me see if she's available."

I paused, continuing, my words careful, "You just need help with a casserole?" I wanted him to be clear with me.

"Well sure, oh. I also wanted to give her the bikini back."

I slowly walked back into the living room, trying to shed the expression of arousal from my face. Anna was waiting for me.

"Who was that?"

I acted nonchalantly, "Bob, he needs your help with a casserole."

Her face flushed red almost immediately. I was sure, she too, suspected an ulterior motive. "What ...right now?"

I nodded, "Yeah. He needs it for a party hes going to tomorrow, said hes butchering it - needs a woman's touch." I tried acting cool, as if the request was completely of the norm.