<strong>Who: Christine Simon<br/>Where: Living room<br/>With: Peter, welcoming the others</strong><br/><br/>Like her husband, Christine was also feeling more than a little nervous, but excited and curious as well.  She thought back to how this whole idea had started, as she tried to decide what she should wear.  Peter had been the one to suggest the idea one night, rather uncertainly, not knowing how she'd take it.  He'd been quick to assure her that he still wanted her, but that he'd always had the fantasy of seeing her with other men.  She'd found the idea intriguing, especially since she'd only been with Peter, and knowing she'd have his approval and permission allowed her natural curiosity to emerge, wondering what being with someone else would be like.  The idea of watching him with another woman was also an exciting one, and she thought she'd be able to handle it.  After all, if he was allowing her to be with other men, he had the same right to be with another woman, and she trusted him and knew that after all was said and done, it was her that he was married to, and that he wanted to have a committed relationship with.<br/><br/>She finally settled on a skirt and blouse, something that would look casual, yet still be pretty, and signify that she considered this event one worth putting some effort into.  The skirt came to just above her knees, and the blouse had short sleeves, a nice middle ground, she thought.  Not as casual as jeans and T-shirts, but not as formal as a dress would be.  She decided to leave her hair loose, and skipped any makeup, wanting everyone to see her natural look, without any artifice.  She smiled at her reflection, glancing at the clock and quickening her pace as she left their room, knowing it was about time for the guests to show up.<br/><br/>She gave Peter a nervous but excited smile as she saw him, and approved of his choice of outfit too, letting her eyes travel over his figure slowly as her smile became warmer.  She only hoped they'd thought of everything anyone might need or want while they were here.<br/><br/>The doorbell rang before she had much chance to worry they might have forgotten something, making her jump even though she'd been expecting it.  She reached reflexively for his hand as she passed him, wanting him with her when she answered the door, needing a bit of the familiar to cling to as everything about their lives and the dynamic of their relationship was about to change.  It seemed most everyone had arrived all at once, judging by the sound of the doorbell not once but twice more as they headed for the front door, and she was relieved to be getting the greeting over and done with all at once.  She'd never been one to be in her element at big parties, though naturally she'd grown more used to it since her and Peter had been married.  But this group would be relatively small, and the atmosphere the candles made would hopefully be a relaxing one, which calmed her nerve somewhat.<br/><br/>She opened the door to find all the others waiting on their porch, and she gave them all a shy but sincere smile as she moved back to let them in.  "Welcome everyone, I'm Christine, and this is Peter," she offered by way of greeting, and then felt foolish for introducing themselves.  Everyone already knew who they were, after all, at least by name.  "Please, come in and make yourselves comfortable.  There's drinks in the kitchen, if anyone wants them," she said, gesturing to the kitchen as they passed by it on their way to the living room.  She turned to Peter then, not sure if he wanted to address everyone, but giving him the chance, if he had anything he wanted to add.