42 -TIT FOR TAT 1990 SANDY THOMAS

Victor handed me a couple things to add to my purse, things that women carry once a month. "Protection," he laughed, his face rosy with eagerness.

I found the thought of dating a man without Tana around both disturbing and curious.

A war of emotions raged through me as Victor told me of our dates. He spoke calmly, "Donna and I met them at a night club one night. They joined us for dinner and we went dancing. It was a lot of fun and they treated us very nice. Donna gave them our special phone number and when they called this morning, I thought, 'What the heck.' What are we suppose to do while our wives are in Hawaii having fun?" I tossed my hair across my shoulder in a gesture of defiance. "I'm not going," I asserted.

Then he added, "It's just a date. Please don't make me go alone? Please? It's my birthday."

I was concerned about Victor's drinking and what might happen. I decided to go after he promised a 'short evening'.

We were ready fifteen minutes early and suddenly both of us had time to think about the situation. Neither of us had been around men without our wives before.

I said, "This is not a good idea. I hope we didn't overdo this thing. We might have our hands full if they find us too cute."

Victor giggled and licked his lips, "Maybe we bit off more than we could chew?"

"Hey, I'm serious, we look like the kind of girls men would call 'sexy'. What are we going to do?"

"We've had fun being girls so far...let's really do it up tonight. What do you say?"

"Ok, but let's come home early."

We added perfume. I watched Victor reach into his bra cups and pull up his extra flesh creating cleavage that would show. He said proudly, "Hey, if you got it, flaunt it."

We primped in the mirror until our dates arrived exactly on time.

Victor introduced me to Bob and Jack. Bob was tall, rawboned, beardless, with a ingenuously appealing smile. He looked very powerful, his chest broad and muscular.

Jack stood tall and was built like a towering spruce. His massive shoulders filled the coat he wore, his hand, longfingered and strong.

Both were over six feet tall, towering over our delicate silkenly clad physiques. My pulse quickened from fear at

"We wore our wives minks. Bob walked me to the car.

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the massive masculine self-confidence of these men. This was much more than I bargained for. Women would find these men wonderfully appealing. I found them scary; a sheer black fright swept through me as I felt impaled by their poised gaze.

I became more uncomfortable by the minute as I saw how relaxed Victor appeared. Under the weight of their steady expressive stares, Victor's mood seemed unusually happy. Exhilaration bubbled in his laugh and reflected in his eyes. He winked at me with smug delight, elated by our illusory hoax.

I wasn't sure who was supposed to be my date and apparently neither were the men. Bob walked me to the car, but I sat next to Jack, while Victor sat next to Bob who drove.

I was caught off guard by the closeness and masculine ruggedness of Jack. The tantalizing smell of his woody after-shave was in stark contrast to the sweet flowery fragrance of my perfume. His heavy suit was made of a wool blend and he wore heavy 'wing-tipped' shoes, while I sat dressed in a tiny white lace bra, frivolous silken dress and open toed three inch high heeled slippers. I became conscious of the difference between Jack's pants and the way my nylons ran smoothly along my legs, clinging to my wide soft hips.

I sat quietly, mind and body benumbed.

Our first stop was a cocktail lounge for drinks to get to know each other. Jack's large hand wrapped around the delicate fabric of my small waist and pulled me close as we walked together to the lounge. He presented his hard flat chest proudly in contrast to my soft chest with prominent twin points delicately pointing the way.