No POV:
That afternoon:
After work, Fred and Barney immediately began setting up the perfect evening for a stressed-out Betty. The idea they came up with includes a fulfilling dinner, followed by a nice bath for her while they clean the house, then Barney will give her all the attention she wants. Foolproof.
Before going home, they collected all the groceries needed for the recipe, Betty's favorite casserole. At a local liquor store, they purchased a bottle of the finest champagne in stock.
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[Present tense]
Fred's POV:
I really hope she likes this. Barney's got his heart set on proving that he hasn't lost any affection for Betty
-and I'd hate for him to end up hurt... especially after he's tried so hard to win her over, again.
...
"Hey, Barney?" I call for him
"Yeah, Fred?" He quickly answers
"I just gotta say... I admire you for how much you care for the both of us."
My confession makes him perk up. "You have no idea how much I care..." He says, starting towards me, then wrapping his arms around my waist.
"You two are my everything."
Barney mumbles as he gazes up at my face.
...
The desire to snuggle him overwhelms me
"Why don't we sit down, you deserve a rest... especially after all the effort you put in. -Until Betty gets home, of course... Then 'operation woo' will begin." I suggest, and smile.
"Okay, Fred."
"...and thank you for all your help."
We quickly make our way towards the couch before plopping down onto it
"Anytime."
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I plant a quick kiss on his cheek before turning on the TV.
An older James Bondrock movie is airing, but unfortunately it's one we've both seen a dozen times.
Barney stands up on the couch, in order to give me a proper hug. It catches me by surprise, and I immediately hug him back. Turning my head towards him, we incidentally lock eyes.
Looking away feels impossible... and before either of us know it, our noses are pressed together, eyes stuck in a straight stare.
Our lips meet. My hands cling onto him, as if I'm holding on for dear life, and his rest on either side of my head- keeping my focus directly on his lips.
Now, I find myself caressing his back with one hand, and playing with his hair in my other.
"Oh...Fred..." I manage to hear, despite the volume of the TV set
...
It's not long until we passionately make out, right there in Barney's living room. However, before it could go any further, the sound of keys rattling in the door causes our kiss to break.
"That must be her, get ready." He whispers, then leaves a love bite on my neck as he backs off.
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The door swings open and Betty steps in
"Hi, sweetheart!" Barney yells out to greet her
She excitedly comes to join him in the living room, not expecting to see me sitting there, with Barney, on the couch
"Hey, honey-buns!" Betty exclaims, showing how much she truly missed him
...
"Oh... and hi to you too, Fred. Didn't see ya there."
...
"Heh-heh- hi Betty"
"You're looking beautiful, as always." I compliment
She giggles and blushes "You're a real charmer, too, Fred."
"Awww... thank you."
...
-"Barney has been talkin' about you all day. He missed you a lot."
I begin trying to sway the conversation towards talking about the special evening we've got planned.
Barney joins in "We made you dinner, got you the nicest champagne Bedrock has to offer, and the both of us are all yours for the night."
Without speaking, Betty jogs over and pulls us both into a tight hug.
"You boys are the best!" She coos
...
"I dunno about that-" Barney tries to pretendingly act doubtful
"Ohhh... don't be silly!" She smiles and places one hand on each of our chests, gently caressing us out of gratitude.
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"Do I smell what I think I smell?" She questions, catching a whiff of the food's aroma that wafts from the kitchen
"Hmmm... if you're thinking 'casserole,' then yes." Barney says, proceeding to lead Betty to the kitchen table.
He pours her a tall glass of champagne, then slides it over to where she's now sitting
"You two are wonderful." She purrs as she digs into her meal
...
"How's a relaxing bath sound?" I ask
She takes a second to respond, finishing chewing and gathering some more courage
"Only if you guys will join me."
Barney's eyes open wide and he stares over at me, as if he's unsure if he heard her correctly.
I catch myself blushing, imagining the body I saw in the backyard, up close, and without Wilma here to steal her attention.
...
Smiling at Barney, I affirm "We've got a deal- but how can all three of us fit in your bathtub?"
"We'll just have to improvise... hehehe." She says, winks, and laughs with her simply adorable little giggle. Almost as cute as Barney's laugh, in my opinion... but he's unbeatable- my Jumpin' Bean."
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No POV:
"Finish up, have as much of the food as you want, then we'll have the bath all ready for ya when you're done eatin,' okay?" Barney rubs her shoulders, feeling the tension in her muscles- probably from her new job. She'd convinced him to let her get one, like Wilma had with Fred. Though, he didn't want his wife to be overworked. Barney's thoughtful like that.
...
Betty looks up from her plate and replies, "Yep, sounds good. Thank you, boys." before shoveling another spoonful into her mouth
Fred proceeds to clean up the bathroom before gathering some towels, soap, and Betty's bath robe.
"What did she mean when she said we'd 'improvise?' I really wanna know." He thinks to himself.
Barney comes in too, so Fred figures to ask him about it
"What does Betty mean when she says we'll 'improvise?' Just curious, is all."
He steps closer and whispers, "If ya want me to be honest... I'd say she probably wants a chance to suck your dick instead of just playin' with it-" followed by a good laugh and by him adding "Do I blame her, though...?"
"I dunno- do you?" Fred can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not, considering how some of his jokes can be pretty convincing.
"Gee... 'course not, Fred! I'd want that too if I were in her position-"
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"You gonna let her?" Barney asks, looking at Fred's face again
...
"Only if you're okay with it-- besides, I'm reserved for you." He puts out his hand for Barney to hold, to add sincerity
Grabbing his hand and locking fingers with him, whispering sweetly,
"Awww... Fred!" Barney gives consent:
...
"We'll see how things pan out, then I'll decide. Heck, if ya want me too, I can kiss you while she does her work on you. Hehehehe."
Fred's body tingles as he hears his Bean's suggestion. "Damn it, Barney! You keep giving me more stuff to look forward to-"
"You say it like it's a bad thing. But I know ya better than that. Love ya, Freddie."
They share a quick hug before peering out the door to see if Betty's ready yet.
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10 minutes go by, and Betty finally calls for them
"Fred? Barney? I'm all done eating" is all she says
"O-kay, we'll get your bath ready." Barney acknowledges, all uppity-like.
So he does. Firstly, Fred lights the fire below the water reservoir outside. Trixie awaits further orders, and is prompted to fill the bathtub once the water is warm.
Now back inside, Fred sees Barney doing his part by adding the bubbles to her bath.
Not to mention, Trixie doesn't mind her job, getting paid pretty well, too. All she has to do is suck up water with her trunk and give it to the Rubbles when they need.
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"Here I am, boys." Betty announces as she steps into the bathroom. They're both given a nice surprise as she shamelessly strips entirely naked, right before their eyes.
Fred's POV:
I- uh...
Wow-
Boobs.
Not just any boobs though... Betty's round, perky, pale, perfect boobs.
-Never thought I'd ever get to really see them. Especially not up close, being openly presented to me like they are right now.
I still feel somewhat guilty... y'know, 'cause that's Barney's hot brunette, his wife whom he adores, and I've got a beautiful redheaded wife of my own- at work, unfortunately.
But Barney... he seems to like this, and I like him. So I guess it's okay?
To look at her like this, I mean.
Trying to push the thoughts out of my mind, I turn to Barney.
-He's smirking at me.
Great Scott- there's no avoiding this. Trying to be mature and to not get turned on feels so impossible right now. Attempts at chasing out the thoughts keep coming to no avail. That voice continues telling me how my cute little boyfriend's (not only that, but his secret fiancé's) wife is... er... naked!
Should I say something nice? Maybe she'd like that- after all, we're here to give her a special night-
Okay... here goes nothing
...
"Y-You're really something, Betty" I compliment, feeling what seems like my whole body turning red.
Her response is a giggle, followed by "Thank you, Fred... and you too-"
...
"But I'd like it even more if I could see all of you."
"Yeah, Fred" Barney attests
"I know I'd surely like that."
~
AAAAAAAAAAAA
With Barney in on it, I know for a fact that I'm fully red- and soon there will be nothing hiding it. I slowly lift my tunic over my head and off, leaving me only in my undie shorts.
Able to feel both of their eyes on me, I start to sweat- but not out of anxiety, It seems to be out of the of buzz from positive attention.
"Now you, Barney." I continue the chain of... stripping... by giving him his turn.
He follows my request and does so, although, once again, he's wearing nothing underneath.
The exhibitionist bastar-
I wish I was as bold as he is.