Martin and Cissy are too new to what they’re doing, so some alcohol will sure help. Maybe more than just “some”. Throughout their 10 years of marriage, they’ve never even thought about anything like that. Until….until Ida came to their neighborhood and became too frequent a sight to ignore. It’s their first dinner together and the confusion mixed with arousal turned the two of them speechless, so Ida quickly takes the reins of the whole thing. Martin and Cissy switch their gaze from each other, to Ida. Ida’s fiery blue eyes, long, wavy blonde hair and sly smile seem to seduce them both equally. All three know that this dinner will have a continuation.
The three drink more. They seem to be in a hurry to get drunk as it seems like the only way to make the temperature of the occasion bearable. As Martin puts his glass down on the table, he feels a touch on his hip. It’s Ida’s hand. He looks at it first and then at its owner. Ida leans her head sideways, fixating her deep blue eyes on him and giving him a suggestive smile. Her head meanwhile slides up to between his legs and finds Martin getting more and more ready for what Ida has in mind. Not changing the smile on her face, she stands up and starts taking her clothes off without taking her eyes away from Martin even for a brief moment.