Claudia Adams and her husband, Andrew, lived between the Burtons and the old Tredweiler house, which had been empty for a couple months. They had moved into the neighborhood because it was cut off from the traffic and bustle of the city. It would be a good place to raise their two year-old, Meredith, and the child that was nearly ready to arrive in Claudia's belly. She had just begun her eighth month, and if she got any larger she was afraid she wouldn't be able to stand up.
The remote, closed in quality of the neighborhood was something of which Claudia quickly tired. She was used to a faster pace of life. They both were, really, and often bemoaned the fact that the neighborhood was so quiet. Didn't anything ever happen here?
It was her feelings of boredom that caused Claudia to take her two year-old in tow on the morning of June First and walk across the street to Terry Carter's home, hoping to find some sympathy from a fellow knocked up mama. A person can get to feel awfully isolated all alone with a two year-old. Terry met her at the door and assured her that little Meredith wasn't going to break anything if she was let loose to play with her own children and then ushered Claudia back to the kitchen. The upright chairs at the kitchen table weren't much, but they did offer very good back support.
"I am so bored," Claudia said to Terry after her hostess had brought her a glass of water and a slice of coffee cake. "Everybody here is really nice, and all, but they don't do anything. How do you stand it?"
"Well, I can't exactly go very far at the moment," Terry said. "But this neighborhood has a bunch of interesting people if you look closely.
"I thought I had looked closely," Claudia said. "We used to live in the city, and there was always something going on. And people. Lots of people. We moved here because it was quiet, but now we're thinking maybe we should have given some thought to just how quiet we wanted it to be."
Terry laughed. "Sure, these guys don't go out so much. Most of what they do is done indoors." She sipped her water, glancing at Claudia's pendulous breasts lying atop the perfect round dome of her belly. "They're very sexually active around here."
A short burst of laughter escaped Claudia lips. "Yeah, right," she said.
Terry felt she should defend her neighbors just then, but she didn't know how to do so without spilling the beans. "Don't laugh," she said. "It's true." She did allow herself a smile, for she had the same impression not too long ago. "Do you mind if I asked you a personal question?"
"Well, I suppose not. I don't have to answer, do I?"
"Nope," Terry said.
"Ask away."
"I was wondering what type of woman you are."
"What?"
"Well, now that you're pregnant, are you horny all the time like I am?" There, that got the question out. Ever since Terry attended the party at Petersons, she'd been watching Claudia with increasing interest, and she was hoping the answer was yes.
"Horny?" Claudia thought a moment. "Well, yes, I'd say so."
Terry smiled. "Well, this neighborhood is a very good place for a horny woman to hang out. It all depends on what she likes and dislikes. And, of course, it depends on whether or not her husband wants that sort of thing for his marriage."
"What sort of thing?" Claudia asked the question, but she thought she knew what Terry was getting at. She wanted her and Andy to have sex with them.
"Well, what ever consenting adults might decide to do," Terry said. "It's not something for jealous types, but I guarantee you'll be satisfied by the arrangement."
"Wow," Claudia said, feeling her pussy growing moist. "I didn't know you guys felt that way, Terry. I mean, you want us to have sex with the two of you?"
"Yes, that's what I mean." Terry studied the other woman's face, looking for any sign of revulsion. What she saw was thoughtful reflection, and that was a good sign that Terry hadn't overstepped the bounds.
"Andy would probably say yes in a heartbeat," Claudia said. "He was always saying how he'd like to see me with another man."
"How about another woman?"
"I don't think I really swing that way," Claudia said.
"No, I was just wondering what your husband would think."
"Oh, my God, he'd think he went to heaven."