of guys but always had a girlfriend or two I was
. I don't call myself a bi-sexual because, although I enjoy sex with men
women, I am not interested insex with men
women. Most of the bi-sexuals I've met are more than happy toengage in threesomes (and more-somes) with both genders participating at thesame time—but that's not me. For me sex with men or women is like steak andcheese cake; I like both but I don't want them on the same plate, at the same time.It's not that I'd never had sexual thoughts about Emma before that weekend. I'dknown her since she married Davey over ten years ago. Sure I'd had lasciviousthoughts about her before, but being family, I'd never done anything about themand no opportunities had tested my self control. My erotic dream about watchinghow her boobs nestled into the cups of the orange and grey stripped swim suit top, bobbing in the swirling hot tub, didn't really come as a shock.I don't know what broke into that dream. I was happily recalling the soothing hotturbulent water and the lustful glances I was giving my sister-in-law, when myeyes opened. There, shimmering in the surreal post nap fog, I saw Emma sitting inthe chair opposite the couch I was reclined on; her beach blonde (bottled of course) spiky styled short hair framing her pretty smiling face."It's about time you woke up sleepy head" she said. "I thought I was gonna hav-tadrink all this wine I brought by myself." I popped up on the sofa and rubbed myeyes trying to make sense of it and remember what was going on. The last of thelate summer rays of sun were still streaming past the curtains. The clock readseven-thirty. I'd slept for almost two hours."What ... why..." my sleep fogged brain wouldn't let me form a coherent sentence."The boys are gone to their game. Jack even came in and kissed you good-bye butyou never stirred." Then I remembered that Davey was coming to go with Jack tosome game or other. My head cleared a bit and I rubbed my eyes again."I wasn't expecting
" I said an immediately hoped it didn't soundunwelcoming."I know. At the last minute I decided to keep David company on the trip down."Then she raised her glass of wine in one hand and an unopened bottle in the other and said; "boys night out—girls night in" and giggled. "Try this" she proffered aglass of the dark red liquid. "It's only been out a short while ... it's from Australia."She was wearing a blue stripped scoop necked top and white shorts. I scanned her tight little body and shuddered at the dream I'd been having about it. Despite justhaving awakened, I took the glass of wine she was offering and took a bigswallow."Mmmm ... it's good" I said and my voice was comically hoarse. We both laughed.