<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: ms sans serif;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">          The muffled sound of steps came from behind the sturdy door as the couple waited outside, fingers entwined, pressing against one another. As the door swung freely open, Charlie and Andrew were greeted by one of the hottest couples. A quick glance revealed a spicy, Latina woman, shapely and comely beside a brawny all-american, rugged cowboy. Both were smiling and gesturing them inside, calling out greetings. Andrew and Charlie were obviously the first couple to arrive, since no other vehicle was outside in the drive. They were ushered into the stately home, and quickly offered a drink. <br/><br/><em>I <span class="bbc_u">definitely</span> need a drink.</em> Charlie thought as she shook hands. <strong>"Oh yes please."</strong> she answered. The woman quickly made her way to a large, fully equipped bar. One thing was certain - they shared good taste. Charlie couldn't help but quickly look over the visible areas of the house as everything was so beautiful, the decor coordinating despite there being slightly different styles. They had been able to mesh the two perfectly. Waiting patiently for Andrew to finish his introduction, Charlie extended a hand to shake. <strong>"Hi John, I'm Charlie."</strong> She said, coupling it with her best stunner smile, as she flipped her blonde tresses from her face over her shoulder. John was so handsome. She couldn't compare him to Andrew by any stretch - she loved Andrew like no one else. But he certainly looked handsome. He looked rough around the edges, strong. His grip was firm and so was his shake. He was thickly built, his muscles toned. He had dark eyes and even darker hair, which seemed to give him an air of intrigue. He was dressed sharply in cowboy jeans that clung to his strong legs and a pressed collared shirt, rolled at the sleeve. <strong>"Nice to meet you."</strong> They had been told already to get comfortable, so Charlie moved to place her clutch down on the dining table which was just off the foyer where they were. Instead of making it back to the guys, she made a beeline for the bar and watched for a moment in the background as the woman made a drink. She seemed perfectly at place doing it, her movements easy, her eyes carefully watching. Charlie took those seconds that she was busy mixing to look over the woman. She too had dark hair and dark eyes, but her skin was darker also. Although she really was not much darker than her husband's tan, it was discernible that she was exotic, her skin naturally darker, not tanned from long work days. She wore a dress that clung to her shape and revealed a curvy, slim, figure.<br/><br/>She leaned onto the bar, planting her seat on on of the stools. <strong>"Hi."</strong> she said, taking a pause. <strong>"I'm Charlie, Andrew's wife."</strong> She explained with a look back to her love. <strong>"I have to say you two have a beautiful home."</strong> <br/><br/><em>And beautiful bodies.</em> she thought, a sly smile pulling at one corner of her mouth, her eyebrow raising just slightly as her thoughts roamed to more indecent thoughts. She couldn't wait to get that drink. She was definitely going to need <span class="bbc_u">lots</span> of courage if she was really going to do this. Despite being excited she was extremely anxious about the acts that were to ensue before the night was over.<br/><br/></span></span>