Posted by Peter on 11/22/2002, 7:28 am
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Afterwards I asked her "Are you OK?" She looked at me quizzically and said "You know, in a funny kind of way I think I am. I feel kind of liberated, like I've laid everything bare now and I've got nothing to hide, particularly from you. You're here with me now which is the most important thing of all. Even though she beat me, I feel great about having the courage to put myself on the line totally and go through with that fantasy that I've had for so long. I feel so good about doing that for you too, darling. I feel... quite turned on about what we'd did last night. I don't regret what happened. I only wonder now what it would have been like to have beaten her." After a pause she then said with a smile "Was it good for you too, darling?" "Yes" I said "It was incredible, I'm still pinching myself, I still can't quite believe it really happened and I'm sorry darling, but to be perfectly honest with you, seeing her dominate you like that turned me on more than I could ever have imagined. I must ask Emma what that means, she seems to know all about these things!" "Yes" said Elizabeth "She does, doesn't she and that's OK darling, about seeing me lose, that's kind of how it was for me too." After a few moments silence she looked at me with those trusting blue eyes and asked the question I knew was coming: "Do you think I could beat her if we fought again?" "Yes" I said "I think you would have A CHANCE of beating her if you focused on fighting her and fought the way you did against Jane and Monica. Last night you weren't really yourself, I think you were just so carried away with the sheer sexiness of acting out our fantasy that you weren't really focusing on the fight itself." "Yes" she said "I think you're right. I was thinking much the same thing but wondering if I was just making excuses for myself." "You never do that, darling. No, I think THAT IS a fair call but remember I only said you would have A CHANCE of beating her. She IS, as she said, very good and from the brief chat I had with her this morning before she left, it's clear that she's had A LOT more experience than you. Having said that and also having seen you demolish Jane and Monica, I can't call the odds anything other than 50:50." I said. "Hmmm" she said "Even money that I go down two nil or get to one all. It wouldn't really worry me to lose to her again - if she is the better woman, so be it. Two nil is really no different to one nil anyway. On the other hand getting to one all, actually beating her, would be quite delicious. If its an even money bet on those outcomes and I'm inclined to agree with you that it probably is, as near as anyone can judge, I'd have to take that bet." She then added "Provided you agree I can fight her again, darling." I chuckled and she punched me lightly "What are you laughing at?" she mock scowled at me. "You" I said "I just love the way your mind works. But I REALLY love the way you couldn't wait to tear your clothes off and get your arse kicked last night without so much as a backward glance at me and now, in the cold light of day, you ask me whether you can fight her again. All when it's perfectly obvious that you've already made up your mind anyway." She giggled and said "You know me too well darling. But seriously, is it OK with you if I fight her again?" "Yes" "Do you want to see me fight her again?" "Yes" "Gut feel, do you think I'll beat her?" "Yes" "That's all I need to know darling." After a while she said "What a complete fluke it was meeting Emma the way we did." I said "Oh, I meant to tell you. It was no fluke, she had you picked out from the moment you got on the plane. I noticed her looking at you but you didn't. I know that look because it's the way I look at you. I'd say she was interested in you from the start. I'm not sure for what purpose exactly, probably for whatever you'd go for. All that newlywed stuff didn't just happen for no reason, I'm sure she had us, more particularly you, targetted, at least for sex, before she even spoke to us. Remember the comment about spilling coffee? That was a dead give away." I could tell from Elizabeth's facial expression that her delightfully quick mind was rapidly absorbing and evaluating this proposition. At last she said "How clever of you darling, to put it all together like that. I'm sure you're absolutely right. What a deliciously manipulative little feline she is." "We all play games to get what we want darling. Think about how rare it is to find a girl for a threesome or a wrestle, let alone a full blown catfight. I'm sure she probably picks out the cutest girl on every flight and tries her luck, with a cup of coffee on her lap or whatever. What was really clever of her though, although I gave her the opening, was the way, after we'd all already slept together, that she got you to tell her what YOUR fantasy was without tipping her hand. If you'd said nothing she could have at least kept playing with us and she'd lost nothing. But you DID tell her something and she hit pay dirt." Again Elizabeth's facial expression betrayed the fact that she was thinking deeply. "You really are a very clever husband for a girl to have." Elizabeth said slowly "But what I'm wondering about now is how far the manipulation went. All that stuff before the fight. You're right, I was so overcome with the sexiness of it all that I was almost disarmed by it. Do you think she planned it that way to give herself an advantage in the fight?" "Almost certainly." I said. I wasn't actually that sure about it, as Emma had been pretty turned on herself, if not to the same extent as Elizabeth, but I KNEW it would be a huge advantage for my darling wife to believe THAT, going into the ultimate catfight of her life.