You and I

a threesome

Frida was sitting on the corner of the bed as she sewed a button on her blouse that she would wear, she and Benny were going to dinner with some friends. He still hadn't come home from work and was late, it was January 15, and they returned home from their holidays in Bahamas a week ago, now they were back to their normal lives.

"This man," she looked at her wristwatch, it was 15 minutes to 8 o'clock. She shook her head and sighed, then got up from the bed and went to the mirror, buttoning up her blouse. She chose one of cream blouses, with wine red leather pants.

"I'm here," she heard Benny come through the door, removing his scarf.

"You're late," she complained looking at him. Benny quickly went to her and placed a kiss on her lips as usual.

"I know and I'm sorry, we were very busy today..." he apologized.

"I see," she murmured.

He noticed that his outfit were lying on top of the well-organized bed, she used to do that, to choose things for him and put them in order for him to be ready. "Is this my outfit for the night?"

"Yes, hurry up, I'll be downstairs waiting for you," she replied.

Benny nodded and hold her waist before she left. "But we are good, right?" He said scared, "I said I'm sorry for being late."

"We are good, just get ready quick," she replied patting his shoulder and then getting away from him. Benny went to the bathroom.

***

Later, Frida was sitting having a glass of wine while she waited for her husband to be ready. She heard Benny's footsteps on the stairs and then saw him walk into the living room. "What are you doing?" He asked looking at the glass of wine.

"I had to do something while I was waiting for you," she shrugged. Benny walked over and chucked, then pulling the keys out of his pocket and passing them over to her. "It's your turn to drive tonight, drop that."

"How is that?" She frowned.

"I'm a little tired," he caressed her cheek.

Frida stared at him for a few seconds. "Benny, if you don't want to go out tonight you don't have to," she said, not quite sure as it wouldn't be polite to leave their friends waiting for them at the restaurant.

"None of that, I'm fine..." he helped her up from the sofa and then took the glass from her hand, "I'll take this to the kitchen," he said.

"I'll start the car," she walked out the back door into the garage, watching Benny walk off into the kitchen. She went to the car and opened the driver's door, then got in and sighed as she sat down.

"Mental note to buy a new kitchen scrubber," she heard Benny say something as he opened the car door and got inside.

Frida looked at him and laughed. "You're getting old," she cataloged him.

"I'm not, I'm just taking care of household things," he placed his hand on her thigh. "Let's go driver," he added.

"You're taking advantage of me tonight, aren't you?" She rolled her eyes.

"I enjoy having you as driver, what's wrong?"

***

Benny and Frida were at the entrance of the restaurant, he helped her take off her coat to put it in the cloakroom before entering. The place was comfortable, warm and romantic in atmosphere, there was jazz music playing but in a moderate tone. "Come with me please," said the friendly waitress who was at the entrance to receive them. She led them to the table where their friends were.