32 - He Knows His Place, Part One #3
“I need to ask for a loan. No banks will approve me for a loan. I put all of this on my credit cards, so my credit score has been destroyed. I’m out of money…
I tried paying some back, but I am now out of money...
I couldn’t even make the minimum payment for the credit cards this month.
I-I didn’t want to have to do this. It sucks to ask someone for money, but you are literally my last option. ”
“I’ll do it.”
Ron was taken by surprise at how fast his best friend agreed to it.
He thought it would be difficult to convince him.
Or he wouldn’t say yes to it in the first place.
He knew Jon was financially stable, but he didn’t know exactly how stable.
If six thousand dollars was nothing to him, how much money was he sitting on?
“Wow… Okay, thank you. I didn’t want to have to do this, I really didn’t want to. I hope you don’t think bad of me for this… You know I’m usually careful. I never fuck up,” Ron droned on.
Jonathan had taken his phone out of his pocket without Ron noticing, and he was already making progress on sending him the money. He opened his banking app and searched for a saved contact.
Ron Bennet came up a few rows down. He had Ron’s name saved from when they had gone out or had a barbecue. Ron would cover beers or food, and Jonathan would send half the amount to him as repayment. Now, he entered an amount he thought would be good; seven thousand dollars.
Ron was still going on and on about how ashamed he was, as Jonathan sent the money through.
“Stop. It’s done.”
“Wait, what?” Ron asked, confused.
Within seconds, Ron’s phone vibrated with a notification from his bank. He pulled it out of his pocket and looked at the message outing a seven-thousand-dollar transfer and alerting him to his new balance.
Ron was speechless. He wasn’t expecting this, and he didn’t know what to say.
“Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me, bud. Are you…are you sure?” Ron said with tears welling up in his eyes.
“It’s already done. Don’t fret. Also, gave you a bit extra so you can actually survive this month.
I said I would do anything for you, and I stand by that.
You’ve been there for me for everything.
When I came knocking at three am in the morning because one of my girlfriends kicked me out of the house, what did you do? ”
“I let you in, and we had so much fun that you forgot about everything that happened. Okay, I get what you're trying to say. You’ve had a real bad run with crazy girlfriends,” Ron said, taking a bit sip of beer, “Luckily you found Mia, though. She’s a good one.
How long have you two been together now? ”
“Five years. Since I was twenty four. Married for a year. She’s great, yeah. She’s not nearly as crazy as any of my exes. Crazy enough to keep me on my toes, though.”
Ron turned on the gaming system he had plugged up to the television in the living room. They sat on the same couch, playing a few co-op games and drinking even more.
Ron and Jonathan had their fix of video games and put a stop to the games before they went too far and ended up playing for six hours.
The longest gaming session they ever had was fifteen hours when they were teenagers.
Both were twenty-nine-years old now and had learned how to limit their play, so they didn’t go too far with it again.
They chatted a bit about their wives for a few minutes.
Jonathan opened up about how Mia didn’t really satisfy his needs, and that something was kind of missing in their sexual relationship.
“I don’t know, man. I love her, and I feel so attracted to her.
It’s just…there’s something missing, you know?
My eyes sometimes wander because of it. And I don't want to be the dirty husband that likes to bend his secretary over his desk on a daily basis. I’m going to admit something to you, and I need you to promise not to punch me in the face,” Jonathan admitted.
“Ey, you know you can throw anything at me.”
“Sometimes I think about fucking your wife. She is so fucking hot.”
Ron smirked. He loved it when his wife made other people want her. She did it on purpose just to tease him. His cock hardened again, thinking about it.
“Eh, can I really blame you, bud? Have you seen her? There has to be something majorly wrong with you if she DOESN’T turn you on someway, somehow. It’s her special little super power, and I love it.”
Jonathan turned his head to look behind him, making sure that Lillian wasn’t standing behind them and listening to their conversation. He just had an idea, which he knew was wrong on more levels than one. He was drunk and horny, so he decided to throw it out there.
“You seem to enjoy the fact that I find your wife attractive,” Jonatha said before clearing his throat awkwardly, “How about…I knock off five grand from what you owe me if you let me flirt with and fuck your wife as much as I want?”
Jonathan blurted this out before realizing what he had actually just proposed, and how this could impact their friendship.
He quickly covered his mouth, and his eyes widened.
He was expecting Ron to start screaming and shouting before kicking him out of the house.
But, Ron didn’t react the way he had imagined.
He just burst out laughing. Jonathan’s hand fell from his mouth, and his expression changed from embarrassment to confusion.
“Well, well, well,” Ron said with a smile and raised his drink to toast with Jonathan, who uncomfortably complied, “That sure is an offer I can’t refuse.”
“Are you serious? I was… joking. Kind of, sort of… I’m sorry,” Jonathan said, still confused.
What the fuck? He seems… interested? Not upset at all? Jon thought to himself.
“Well, let you slip the little sausage inside my wife for five grand? Are you kidding me? There’s no way I could say no.”
“But, you haven’t spoken to her yet. How do you know she would even be into it?”
“Oh, I know she would be into it.”
“Oh…” Jon sat there, unable to add anything more. Was this real?
“How long have you wanted to fuck my wife?” Ron asked him.
“I- I don’t know. I’m not sure of the exact time frame, but I think for a couple years, at least. When did you guys start dating?”
“7 years ago.”
“Right. Before I met Mia. Remember that night on New Year’s where we all got drunk, really drunk, and you called me into the guest room.
She was naked except for a pair of pink panties which perfectly shaped her ass.
She had her arms around your neck, and you told me to come up behind her and feel her ass?
You said something like, ‘she has a really nice ass, you should feel it’.
But, I stopped to go back to my girlfriend at the time; the crazy one with blonde hair.
I didn’t want to do anything because I was trying to be faithful.
I’m sure we all almost had a threesome that day.
I’m so sure of it. And I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her since. ”
“You do realize that she’s been purposefully trying to make you lust after her since the day she met you? She loves making me jealous in that regard. So, this isn’t news to me. Don’t sound so nervous, bud,” Ron said.
Lillian made her way downstairs, empty coffee cup in hand and purposefully made a lot of noise so that they would know she was there. They ceased their conversation, as she put her cup in the sink and rinsed it out. Then, she noticed their awkward silence.
“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” she said flirtatiously.
She took a look in the fridge and found herself a beer, then cracked it open as she walked over to Ron. She had to walk by Jonathan along the way.
Jonathan got a deep whiff of her perfume as she passed and nearly crumbled in his seat.
She even smells sexy.
She sat down on Ron’s lap, then crossed her legs in a way that allowed Jonathan to easily peek between her legs. And she definitely wasn’t wearing panties.
“We were just talking about the New Year’s Eve that Jonathan fondled you,” Ron started.
“Hey! That’s not how that happened at all. You’re making me out to be some kinda creep!”
“We all know you’re a creep,” Lillian said, “But that’s a good thing.”
She ran her fingers up and down the pillow that was covering his crotch. She knew exactly what he was trying to hide under there.