Anna returned home to find an unfamiliar car in her driveway.  Actually, it was a Jeep Wrangler, covers off, white and covered in dirt.  Ben hadn't mentioned having anyone over, but she knew most of the crowd and decided not to worry.  She was stopped in her tracks to see a tall and beautiful and scantily clad woman in her kitchen, drinking a beer and laughing with Ben.  Anna wasn't sure if she recognized her, but Ben was focused on food, and wearing only a sarong, and this amazon was wearing a bikini that covered little.  Anna put her keys and bag down, and spoke up.

"Hi, I'm Anna, I live here," she said extending her hand.  Denise turned and smiled at her, full gaze, and Anna was struck by not only her beauty but also a feeling of desire within her own body.  Denise leaned over, somewhat slowly and languidly, and put her hand out to meet Anna.

"Denise, nice to meet you."  She spoke with a slightly strange lilt, Anna couldn't put her finger on it, but it was pleasant.  Denise's hair was twisted in many ringlets, and tied up with some fabric that looked like the Java collection from Cost Plus.  She wore a lime bikini, shimmery fabric, and had some large silver hoops on.  Her nails were done in shimmery copper, and she wore just a bit of lip gloss in a similar color.  Her eyes were almond shaped, dark, but had more of a green color than brown.  Anna turned her gaze to Ben, who hadn't yet looked up.  They were both laughing a lot, and Anna thought maybe they'd smoked some weed.   

"Denise, Anna, Anna, Denise," he said, then picked up the Bohemia and finished it off.  Anna walked to the fridge and opened, it was stocked full of beer, and there was a huge bowl of ceviche chilling in the center, and another bowl of guacamole next to it.  Her favorite.  She grabbed a beer and some lime from the cutting board, and stood by the counter.  "Denise works with me at McLoughlin, she's the marketing director.  Anna's Steve's girlfriend, she's a... she does.... Anna, what is that called again?"

"I do aesthetiques.  I have an office over at 44th and Camelback,  Moonbeam Day Spa."  

"Oh, aesthetiques, nice," Denise replied. Either she had had some herself or was one of those really gorgeous women who wouldn't need it until her fifties, it was hard to tell.  Anna couldn't see any visible flaws in her, and noted the little gap between her front teeth that was more cute than not.  "Botox?"

"Yeah, botox, juvederm, laser.  We're adding mesotherapy, peels.  Hormones, that kind of thing.  Are you staying for just dinner, or also for the movie?"

"Both I think, if that's okay," Denise asked.  She looked from Anna to Ben, who looked up at her and smiled a huge boyish grin, popping pieces of radish into his mouth and crunching.  "I brought some tequila as well."  She went over to a brown bag by the sink, pulled out a liter of Patron reposada, and put it on the counter.  "Good times ahead!"  she cheered while she opened it.  Ben searched the cabinets for shot glasses and laid them out on the counter.  Denise poured out three, and they each took one and tossed it back.  Ben went over to the sound system and cranked up Beck, and then came back and grabbed another beer.  All was going according to plan, he thought, as much as anyone can plan this.  Two completely gorgeous women, drinking, and apparently totally into each other.  Maybe he could work a threesome out of this, he thought.  Well, if Denise was willing to let him touch her.  It never occurred to him that she and Anna might hit it off, it was usually the other way around, but they were ensconced in each other talking about the world of women and beauty.  

"Hey, Anna," he interrupted.  Both women looked up, a shine in their eyes as the tequila mixed with the beer in their empty stomachs, "I'm sure you want to change out of your dirty hiking clothes.  I'm almost done with everything, chips are warming in the oven, refrieds in the microwave.  Denise and I can set the table."  Anna shrugged and took off down the hall, and Denise came around the counter and pulled on his arm, whispering in his ear.

"I may just have to take her for myself, Ben, she's gorgeous."

"Yes, I know, Steve's a lucky guy."

"Yeah, Steve is a lucky guy.  And Maureen is stupid, but so it goes.  I'll be your wing man.. er... wing woman for this one,"  Denise said.  They could hear Anna coming back down the hall, so Denise leaned in close, putting her hand across Ben's shoulder, laughing and touching him a little too long.  Anna stared at the hand for a while, then at Ben, then asked,

"Are you staying the night?"

"Well, I... umm..  Ben?  I wasn't sure... but I hope so," Denise lifted up another shot of tequila, and handed one to Anna.  "Two's company, and three's a party."  She finished the shot.

"By all means, Denise, I am sure Anna would be discreet about this, she's cool like that,"  Ben lifted his tequila and toasted her, then did a shot himself.  Anna was feeling the buzz, and the music, and watching the two beautiful bodies, golden tan and cinnamon brown skin dancing around each other, Denise's long fingers and arms, Ben's shaggy blond, and decided to just go with it.  Steve was having his fun this weekend, though she really was surprised to hear Ben mention Jason being bisexual.  He had never talked about it, Steve, only that he had had a friend he experimented with once a while back.  Gay wasn't for him, after all, he had said, and he never tried again.  She was wondering if it was Jason.  Anna had changed into a low cut tank top, edged in eyelet, soft blue cotton, that draped over her breasts and accentuated her tanned skin.  She was wearing white shorts, and also bare feet, no need for shoes around the house, especially in summer.  Her thoughts went to Ben and Denise, wondering what it would be like to watch them make love.  She had never done anything like that before, and it wasn't like they were asking.  

After dinner, they put the movie in and climbed up on the couches.  Anna decked herself out on the one, and Ben on the other.  Denise came from the bathroom, and stood counting Eeenie Meenie Miney Mo between the two, landing on Ben.  She crawled up next to him, spooning, and they giggled and toyed with each other, while Anna watched out of the corner of the eye.  The movie was entrancing, the lush colors saturating the screen.  It was about skin diving off the coast of Spain, in the Mediterranean.  Lots of long drawn sensual shots, nude flesh, heated sex.  Anna felt herself totally aroused.  She hadn't seen this before, and hadn't expected to watch a five minute close up scene of oral sex with two other people in the room.  She was glad the lights were dim, she was blushing.  Ben's hand was on Denise's hips, stroking up and down her leg, and his arm around her with his hand cupping her breast.  Anna felt lonely suddenly, missing Steve and feeling horny.   When the movie ended, she announced she was tired and a bit drunk and headed for bed.  Denise called out to her.

"Why don't you join us in the hot tub?  A little dip before bed to help you sleep better?"  Denise was already out the door, and bikini behind her, Ben following suit and dropping his shorts along the way.  Anna hesitated.  She could go to bed now, and have some fantasies and use her vibrator.  She could go to bed now and just go to sleep, and pretend she wasn't envious of Ben.  Or Denise.  Or she could go in the hot tub and just enjoy the thrill of a warm bubbly soak with two really good looking people and talk about the movie.  She opted for the latter.

Ben brought some more beers and the bottle of tequila out, and pouring a round of shots, and starting some toasts to freedom and sensual women.  Anna laughed a little, glad to be able to enjoy herself and go with it, thinking it would be no different if Steve was around.  Definitely not if Maureen was here.  She like Maureen okay, but she tended to be very stiff and critical, which ended up bringing the mood down a few notches.  Any time it had just been the three of them, her, Steve and Ben, the mood had been jovial and light.  While she nursed another beer, Anna eyed the two of them, laughing and bubbling in the tub, steam sliding up their necks and over their shoulders.   A glimmer of light green slipped over the bubbling surface, and Anna realized that Denise's bikini top was off.  It floated over to her and she picked it up, admiring the glint of the material and putting it aside.  Denise turned to Anna,

"Why are you still wearing so many clothes?  It's too hot out here," her handed landed on Anna's knee.  Anna twitched, and looked at Ben, who grinned, then hid behind his beer.  She couldn't see how aroused he was, or the hand nudging Denise toward her.  Denise leaned over and kissed her shoulder top, "You are soooooo yummy."  Her fingers slid behind Anna's back, undoing the clasp on her bra.  It slipped forward and the water pulled it away from her.  Her large round breasts were floating at the surface, and her nipples were just visible.  Anna turned to Denise, and instead of pulling back leaned in and kissed her.  She had never done this before, but the tequila and the evening and the Javier Bardem had done their job.  Denise smiled, pulled away, then leaned in and started kissing Ben.  He was happy to oblige, one hand on her olive brown nipple, the other pulling her forward into the kiss.  He went deeper than she had with Anna, and Anna pulled in her breath.  Then Denise turned back and started kissing Anna again, pulling her closer, her hands on her breasts, and sliding down her back.  Anna pulled back and laughed, catching her breath.

"You two are dangerous," and she fumbled for the beer she had put down.  Her head was spinning, her mind was exploding.  She couldn't believe she was here, doing this, just did that.... She wanted to kiss Ben too, just to see what it was like, but he hadn't been sitting near her, and she felt awkward.  He was kissing Denise again, and hadn't been looking at her in the same way.  She felt a little miffed, really, because it was so confusing all around.  Anna decided to go in and hit the hay before she did something she'd regret, or worse, forget.  She knew how the tequila and the hot tub mixed in her brain.  She was about five minutes short of no boundaries left, and the two of them were tempting her in ways she had never experienced - and suddenly very much wanted to.  "I'm headed in, time to get some sleep, see you in the morning." She climbed out, with a longing for Denise and Ben to follow her to the bedroom for kisses and snuggling.  Or something more.  "We'll have breakfast, french toast."

"Oooooh, french toast," Ben moaned, "mixed with some french kisses and hot syrup, yummo."  He had no idea where this was headed and at this point didn't care, this was the best time he'd had in a while.  He never imagined that Anna would go for Denise, and the thought of causing the two of them to get together exceeded his original fantasies.  Wow.  He was pretty sure Steve wouldn't mind, it wasn't like this would be new territory for him.  Ben wondered if Steve had told Anna of the open relationships he'd had in the past.  They seemed pretty tight, pretty committed.  Yet, here she was laughing and flirting with Denise.  It had hardly taken anything.  It might not take much more to get himself intimate with her, but he wanted to her to ask him for sex.  Even better if Steve was okay with the come on.  They'd just have to find a way to make it work.  They already lived together so well. 

Anna slipped off her wet suit, and toweled off, thinking about what she would do if either Denise or Ben or both of them came knocking on her door in a few minutes.  She realized she wouldn't turn them down.  It wasn't that she didn't love Steve, or that she was looking for something more, it was that here was this crazy moment, unexpected and totally thrilling, and her body was on fire.  She touched herself where Denise had kissed her, stroking her skin and reliving the kiss, and expanding the fantasy to include Ben.  She'd be happy to take turns with them both, if she could, or Ben and Steve.  Did Steve know Denise?  Why hadn't he mentioned it?  What if Maureen found it?  

Her door slowly pushed open, and in the dark, she couldn't see who was standing there.  Feet padded over the carpet, and stopped by the foot of the bed.  Hands took her comforter and pushed it up past her knees.  Anna was totally naked.  A mouth landed on her big toe, and started sucking, the tongue switching in and out between the spaces.  It pulled and sucked and licked, Anna gasped in surprise.  It was orgasmic.  Before she could ask who it was, another set of hands grabbed her other foot, and another mouth landed on the other toe.  Anna's body clenched in arousal, and she thrashed and moaned while the two of them gave her toes the oral pleasures.  She giggled and sighed, and lay back into the pillows.  Swirling images of hot tubs and Ben and Denise engulfed her mind as sensuous kisses caressed her ankles.  Anna dove in.