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Jake laid back in his lounge chair, his arms stretched over his head. He was in better shape than he'd been since college, and proud of it. They'd both been working so hard, trying to better themselves. Everything felt like it was sliding into place.
All the construction on their new pool was complete. The water made a calming sound, just below the low din of the mid-2000s hip-hop music his wife had put on the new sound system.
His wife. Kate looked incredible. She'd been working even harder. They decided they'd get their bodies back by 40; the years of young kids and laziness behind them.
As proud as Jake was of himself, he was even prouder of Kate. She looked incredible. He almost couldn't believe the transformation. Not long ago, no way she'd been seen by anyone - himself included - in a skimpy little bikini. Now here she was, with something resembling an audience.
It wasn't much of an audience, really. One of their oldest friends, from way back in their college days. At one point, the three of them - Jake, Kate, and Tom - had been inseparable. Some on campus even wondered which of them she was dating, if not both.
Kate did nothing, at the time, to clarify for the world. She was more than flirtatious. She was the girl other girls always thought was trying to fuck their man, but she just liked the attention. She loved what she could do to a man, with just the flutter of her eyes, the toss of her long, blonde hair. The control.
In truth, she'd once thought about dating Tom, but he met his wife, she decided to marry Jake, and the rest was history.
They hadn't seen Tom in years, probably because his wife wasn't exactly comfortable with how close they all were, but now that the divorce was final, it was past time to reunite.
Plus, it was clear Tom was really struggling to put his life back together. The least they could do is invite him to town, send the kids to a relative for a few days, and enjoy themselves and each other.
Like the old days.
As the sun started setting low, Jake soaked up the final rays of the day, enjoying it all.
Across the pool, Kate was seated on a lounge chair, sitting up and leaning forward, talking quietly with Tom. Jake wondered what they were talking about, but it was clear Tom was in worse shape than they'd realized. He probably needed a woman's ear.
Based upon how he described his dating life, Jake thought, he probably needed more than that from a woman. He briefly considered taking him out tonight; maybe if he could find a girl for a night, he could clear his head and get himself back on track.
The multiple blenders of margaritas took care of that thought, hours before.
Kate jumped up, bouncing around the pool. "More!" she exclaimed, headed into the house. Jake couldn't help but stare at her big, bouncing tits, as she moved by.
Looking across the pool, he spotted Tom, definitely staring at her ass. "Just like old times," Jake laughed to himself.
A moment later, Kate was back with another full blender, the music have been turned up substantially.
Time passed quickly, and before long the sun was down, the pool lights casting a blue/green glow over their yard, and Kate was getting fidgety.
Jake wished, for the first time, they'd gotten Tom a room somewhere. He knew that look on his wife's face. It could've been a legendary night.
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