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First published: 12 June 2014

Sisters
by Isabella

Story Codes: M/F, F/F, Incest, Sisters, Swing, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism

There are some German words in this story, hover your mouse over any that you need translating and hopefully you'll get the English words to show up.

My name is Amy Goodwin, been married to Robin for six years, we live just around the corner from Laura and her husband Mark, I'm twenty-four years old and Laure just two years younger, Robin is twenty-six and Mark is thirty-five, Laura always did go for the older man, something she caught from our mother.

Robin had a tradition of a hosting a poker night once a month, well, he and his friends called it poker night but I rarely saw any cards as I left the house on the first Friday of every month. What I did see was usually a very large quantity of booze and often a pile of questionable videos, usually in plane brown wrappers with German titles on the outside, titles like 'Riesigen Titten' I could guess were something like big boobs or something like that but 'Tier Sex Zusammenstellung', well, the sex part was a bit of a giveaway but as for the 'Tier' part or worse the 'Zusammenstellung' I couldn't even guess at.

On the first Friday of each month I would usually go over to Laura's house or Laura and I would pop down to the pub for the evening, sometimes Mark would go to Robin's poker night but not always, he did usually leave us girls alone to chat, even if he was at home he'd pop off into another room to give us a little space.

One night as Laura and I shared a little too much wine she confided in me that things between her and Mark weren't going so well, well, everything was okay apart from in the bedroom where Mark always seemed to want to do more than Laura wanted too. We definitely had far too much to drink that night and Laura's little confession to me had kind of put a dampener on the evening so I went home.

When I got close to the end of our lane, past the last house before mine I could hear the sounds of a rather energetic sex act coming from my house, fortunately we lived in the last house on the lane with nothing but countryside beyond so no one had any need to come this far down the road but still, Robin was being a little inconsiderate towards our neighbours.

Our house was built sideways on to the road so that the living room and master bedroom both looked out over the fields; there was a back door on the road side of the house that was usually left unlocked but tonight, it was locked so I had to go around to the front door, as I walked down the path at the front of the house I was surprised to see that the living room lights were off, I passed the front door and looked through the window, the curtains were wide open and the sixty inch flat screen TV mounted on the wall above the fireplace was directly opposite the window I was looking through.

There were six men in the room, all had their backs to the window and the screen was a close-up shot on a woman's face that from the look on her face and the sound flooding out into our front garden, the woman was enjoying a deep and powerful orgasm. The camera pulled back and as more of the woman's white flesh filled the screen I could see in the glow from the TV that at least two of the men were openly masturbating. Not sure if I got more of a surprise as the camera pulled out into a long shot that the woman having such a great climax wasn't making love to a man as I had expected but another woman or did I get a bigger surprise from the fact that a much older man was sitting in a comfortable chair watching the two women fucking.

The film was yet another German import which made the dialogue incomprehensible to me but at least they had British subtitling, as the younger of the two women looked at the man sitting in his chair the writing across the bottom of the screen read, "You think I gave you and your husband good value for your money madam?"

The film's cast list started to scroll past on the screen and Robin turned the TV off, "Right you lot, give me a hand to clear up in here before Amy gets home and rips my bollocks off for messing the place up." Mark opened the window to let the smell of smoke and perhaps the hint of something a little stronger that they had been smoking percolate out of the living room, it was a close shave, if Mark had looked to the left instead of the right he would have seen me pressing my back against the front wall of the house.

I had to keep well back once the main lights had been turned on and I just stood there watching six men working like a well-oiled machine to eradicate any sign that they had been entertaining themselves in my living room all night. The thing that I did notice from my disadvantaged vantage point was that Mark took the film out of the machine and put it back in its box before putting the box on top of his jacket and the guys were thanking Mark for finding that additional little entertainment for their evening.

I decided that I'd given the boys enough time to clean up their mess so I went to the front door and then into the living room. I made a bee line for the film box, as usual, there was no picture on the cover, just the German title which was, 'Lesbische Frau setzt auf eine Show für ihren Mann'. I was really going to have to learn a little German so I could keep track on the kind of stuff that my husband and his friends were watching once a month when I was out of the house. My brain did a translation that came out at, 'Lesbian Woman, something, something One, something For Her Man'. But that was probably more to do with the fact that I'd seen a little of the lesbian part of the show and that the subtitles had mentioned the older woman's husband was watching.

The men started to leave quite quickly as soon as I walked in the living room. I went through to the kitchen to see if that room was tidy as well and heard Robin saying "Goodnight," to everyone at the front door. I went back into the living room and turned the TV on and turned the volume down a little, "You can hear this half way up the lane at that volume, you do know that don't you?"

"It was all in German so no one would have understood what was going on if they had have heard it!"

"German, really, well it sounded like the woman was climaxing in English to me."

"Ah! Didn't think about that part of it."

"So, where did you get that film from?"

"Mark brought the films with him today."

"Films, you mean there was more than one?"

"Yes, he brought a few, he's going through a few fantasies at the moment, we didn't get round to watching one though so he thought I might like to keep it and watch it with you sometime before he has to hand them back."

"What film is that?"

Robin handed me the film in its box, the title read ' Ehemann Bringt Seinen Besten Freund, um mit Seiner Frau Teilen' so there was no help for me in the title of the film.

"Want to watch a little of it with me now?"

"It'll be impossible to follow a film's story line if it's all in German, even with subtitles."

"Most of these films don't have much of a story line. It's more a visual feast than a story to follow."

Robin put the film on and sat next to me on the sofa, as the story unfolded, 'Two men met in a pub, had a drink together, then they go together to an apartment where a woman is waiting. The three end up naked and headed for bed.....' at that point Robin made a move on me, staring to fondle my breasts through my clothes and pull at my t-shirt trying to get it out of the waistband of my jeans.

I pushed him off and went to the window, as I closed it I thought I spotted Mark running down the path towards the road. I closed the curtains but realised that I was actually more turned on by the fact that Mark was peeping at us through the open window than I was at the activity on the TV screen. I walked back to the sofa and looked at Robin, sitting there with an erection stretching out the front of his trousers.

"We could go to bed if you want to get comfortable with me."

Inside I was berating myself for closing the curtains, not that I'd ever considered fucking with someone watching before but I had just received a ten thousand volt shock right between my legs from catching someone watching us even though we'd hardly gotten started when I stopped it.

Robin leaned forward and pulled my jeans down without unfastening them, jeans and knickers together, then he unzipped his trousers and pulled me down so that I was facing him, straddling his lap. I was a little trapped because my feet were still in my jeans so it was hard for me to move, Robin gave me three massive orgasms before calling a halt for a few moments so that I could get my feet free while he took his trousers all the way off. Robin was naked in a flash and before he sat back on the sofa he pulled my t-shirt and bra off, then he turned me so that my back was to him and he pulled me back down on his cock.

In that position I could watch the film or look down between my legs to see his cock in my cunt. Robin didn't actually fuck me this time but just sat there with his cock up me and as he watched the film he reached around from behind and began to massage my breasts with one hand and my clitoris with the other. Robin didn't need to fuck me, I took care of all that by starting to wriggle and bounce about as he brought me to several dozen orgasms with his fingers before I took over for myself.

As I was bouncing through ever higher orgasmic levels of pleasure Robin stopped masturbating me and left me to become a 'self-fuelling chain reaction!' I have to say that the visual stimulation of watching two men fucking one woman on the screen at the same time was a huge contributing factor to the heights I was reaching in my orgasms but the mental image of Mark, my brother-in-law, peeking at us through the window was an even bigger kicker.

Three days after Robin's poker night I called round to see Laura straight from work, Mark hadn't arrived home and I knew that Robin wouldn't be expecting me anytime soon at our house so I had a little private time to talk to Laura while we were both sober.

When you told me the other day that Mark wanted to do things in the bedroom that you didn't want to do, what exactly was he asking you to do?"

Laura blushed a deep crimson, "I'd rather not say, I was just too drunk and should have kept my mouth shut."

Laura was usually quite a strong young woman and when she dug her heels in, no one could shift her, but I was her older sister and I'd been an expert at getting her to talk since she could first talk.

"The latest in a long line of requests is for me to do it with another person while he watches."

"Who, who did he want you to have sex with?"

Laura blushed a lot deeper red and now the redness had spread past her décolletage and was spreading out over her upper breasts as well, so when she told me that Mark hadn't mentioned anyone in particular to share their bed while he looked on, I knew that she wasn't being truthful, so I went to work on her again and tortured her into telling me the whole truth.

"Last month he said he'd love to watch me fuck your Robin, he had that idea fixed in his head for a whole week, all the time, almost every time we spoke, then he changed his mind and wanted to watch me with a woman instead of a man."

"What woman?"

Laura tried to run away but I caught her and held her down until she admitted that her husband had told her that he'd love to see her and me in bed together. I finally let her go, that explained a lot, answered a whole load of questions that had been running through my mind. Laura ran for the bathroom and slammed the door behind her. I got two glasses of wine and went to the landing outside of the bath room, I sat on the floor and waited for a few minutes before I called out, "I'm out here with two glasses of your best wine, I don't mind drinking both myself, might stave off the boredom of sitting out here on my own.

Laura unlocked the bathroom door and poked her head out of the door, "I can't believe that you're still talking to me after what I've just said."

"Why wouldn't I be talking to you? When we were growing up, we always practiced on each other while we were waiting for boys to take notice of us; you were after all the first person to give me a French kiss!"

"God, we were just kids then, we didn't know any better."

Laura stood next to me with her back against the wall and she slowly slid down the wall until we were sitting next to each other on the floor. I passed Laura her glass of wine and we both drank a huge gulp of our wine.

"I think your Mark might have been spying on me and Robin after poker night last Friday. He left a film for Robin to watch with me when we were alone, Robin got excited while we were watching and I just managed to stop him stripping me off totally because we were in the living room with the big window wide open as well as the curtains, when I closed the window I'm sure that I saw Mark running down the path to the lane!"

"Sounds like the kind of thing he would do, he often asks me to ... well, you know, do it to myself and sometimes he watches from outside, through the window and sometimes he just sits in the same room and watches."

I gave a little giggle and put my arm over Laura's shoulder and pulled her against my side, tightly, "I was the first person to give you an orgasm, can you remember that?"

Laura pushed me away from her slightly so she could look into my eyes, "You didn't! Did you?"

"Really, can't you remember? I think you were about six the first time you had a proper orgasm with me."

"You mean that you, well, you kind of touched me when I was six?"

"We were touching each other from way before that, you used to sneak into my bed or I'd sneak into yours and we'd look after each other, we started when you were two and I was four."

"I can't remember any of that."

The front door opened at that moment and Mark walked through it. Laura jumped to her feet and ran down the stairs to welcome her husband home, he was very dirty and stank of sweat from a hard day's work and had removed his shirt and started to take his trousers off before Laura warned him that I was sitting on the top of the landing. Mark let his trousers fall to the floor and walked up the stairs in just his underpants, "I don't have anything that Amy hasn't seen before, have I Amy darling?"

As he walked past me to go into the bathroom his cock had started to grow inside his boxers, he wasn't fully hard but I could see from the outline in the thin cotton material that his cock was probably quite a bit fatter as well as probably longer than Robin's cock.

"I'd better go home to Robin before Mark calls me into the bathroom to scrub his back for him."

Laura suddenly looked very guilty and then she squatted down to collect her husband's dirty clothes off of the floor so that she didn't have to look me in the eyes. I shivered slightly, she knew that Mark was itching to fuck me and that I was probably right, if I had stopped there, Mark would have made some excuse to get me to go into the bathroom so I could see him naked in the bath or shower. Out on the path I heard Mark shout "Can someone bring me a fresh towel in please!"

Now that could have been seen as perfectly innocent if I hadn't heard Laura out in the utility room at the back of the house starting the washing machine, she was far too far away from the bathroom to hear Mark shout and anyway, in the utility room, the washing machine running would have drowned out Mark's call. It made me skip slightly and put a definite swing and swish in my arse as I walked home.

Robin, like Mark had arrived home very dirty from work and had gone straight into the bathroom for a shower, just like Mark, Robin had stripped just inside the door, not the front door but the back door and Robin had walked to the bathroom totally naked instead of wearing his underpants to walk through the house. The other difference was, I wasn't there to kiss him and to pick up his dirty clothes off the floor, Robin had pushed all of his clothes into the washing machine himself but he hadn't started it running as it wasn't full.

I started to cook dinner and Robin came into the kitchen and gave me a hug, he was wearing just his bathrobe and we had a quick kiss before I had to get back to preparing the veg for dinner.

"You remember that film we watched after poker night?"

"Yes, I thought it was quite good considering you couldn't work out what they were talking about."

"Do you think the film could have been a husband and his best friend and the husband took his friend home so he could watch him do his wife?"

"Probably, Mark has that particular fantasy; he's already mentioned it to most of the guys on poker nights."

"And you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Has Mark asked you if you'd like to do that, you know, for you to go home with him and fuck my sister while he watched you?"

Robin developed a sly grin on his face and looked a little sheepish, "Yes, he has suggested that would be fun to try."

"What did you say?"

"Oh, I said it sounded great, very sexy but that you'd cut my balls off if I did anything like that."

"Has Mark made any other suggestions involving you or perhaps me?"

"Well, he said he'd love to fuck you while I watched."

"Anything else?"

"Are you mad at me for this?"

"No, I just want to know!"

"He asked me what I thought to the idea of trying to trick you and Laura into bed together so we could watch you and her fucking each other."

"Would you enjoy that?"

"Of course, what man wouldn't, that's the Holy Grail to any red-blooded man!"

I dished up our dinner, served it in the living room with a large glass of wine each, "Would you like to finish watching that film that we started the other day before we got side tracked?"

Robin grinned and almost vaulted over the coffee table in his eagerness to start the film playing from where he'd stopped it on poker night. He jumped back at my side on the sofa and started pulling at my t-shirt again. The film was at a particularly slow part, it was actually the same husband but picking up a different man in another bar and they were walking back to the guys apartment talking about what sexual deviancies they both liked.

"While they're walking along chatting in German, I'll go and get the washing in the machine and slip into my dressing gown."

"You want me to close the window and curtains?"

"No, it's too hot, just turn the main light off and turn the volume down a little on the TV."

When I returned to the living room I was wearing just a short silk kimono with nothing on under it, the only light source in the living room was from the TV and four scented candles burning in the fireplace. I did notice that Robin was just finishing up a text message that he was sending and as I walked back into the room he jumped a little as if I'd just caught him doing something wrong.

As the TV had been turned down to a whisper, I heard a car crawl down the lane at the side of our house but our garden hadn't been illuminated by a car's headlights, the driver had approached our house with its lights off. Robin was getting into the swing of unwrapping me out of my kimono, he pressed his lips against mine and eased his tongue into my mouth and as I opened for him I heard the tell-tale squeak of the hinge on our front gate as it was slowly opened and then closed.

I'd have to try and remember to check Robin's phone later, perhaps after he's asleep and before he could delete his sent message from a few minutes earlier. When I had been watching through the window on poker night I had kept to the path and so had made no sound but suddenly I could hear the rustling of legs moving through the shrubbery under the living room window, so now I was in no doubt that someone, probably Mark, was standing right up against the wide open window and just knowing that boosted my excitement and readiness for sex with my husband.

"God you're wet, it usually takes me a while to get you this ready."

I didn't answer Robin, I just pulled him on top of me as I lay back on the sofa, as Robin pushed his cock into my soaking wet cunt I imagined what it would feel like to have Mark doing it instead of Robin, I rocketed off into the fastest climax of my life. Then I realised that the back of the sofa would be blocking Robin and me from the view of anyone watching through the window.

"Want to move to the fireside rug?"

Robin almost jumped up off of me so he could drag me over to the rug. The lamb's wool rug in front of the fire was a great place to fuck on a cold winter's evening with a blazing log fire in the hearth but we'd never done it there in the summer before with just three large scented candles pretending to be a fire but the rug in front of the fire was in full view of the window!

As I enjoyed the rollercoaster of climaxes that Robin was delivering with his expert cock play in my cunt and his fingers and mouth on my breasts, I was fighting the temptation to look at the window to see if I could see our voyeur watching us. When Robin was close to his climax and he certainly let the world know when he was about to cum, he bit down on my nipple hard, momentarily freezing my own breathing and because his mouth was clamped down hard on my breast the room was in total silence for that split second and in the silence I could clearly hear the sounds of someone masturbating with his head almost through the window.

Hearing the sound of a man masturbating outside spurred my own orgasm to an even greater height and I rolled Robin over onto his back and rode him, cow girl style. When Robin finally spurted up into my cunt, I climbed off him quickly and went to the window, even though I was still totally naked I leaned out through the open window and looked down, the shrubs outside had been well and truly trampled down, I leaned out further, my tits were actually through the opening and I caught sight of a dark shadowy figure slipping through the gate and into the lane.

I looked down and could see a wet patch on the wall, more than that, there was still thick globules of white semen rolling slowly down the wall. I closed the window and the curtains, then told Robin that we both needed a shower after our fuck-fest, "You go up and have your shower first, I'll just tidy up here for a minute and follow you up."

As soon as I heard the water running in the bathroom above me I made a dive for Robin's phone and checked his sent text folder, at nine o'clock he sent a text to mark, it was very simple, 'Watching your film again' and it was terminated by a Smiley face emoticon. Well, it wasn't quite the smoking gun that I'd expected to find but Robin sent that message to Mark for a reason!

On Tuesday I rushed from work to Laura's house again, I was so eager to get there that I actually beat her home so I was waiting on her doorstep for her when she got there. I asked her if Mark had gone out the previous evening, "He got a text message at nine o'clock and rushed out to the pub for an hour."

"Really, was he gone for just an hour?"

"Well, he said he was going out for an hour but he was gone for a bit longer than an hour."

"What time did he get home?"

"Well, I'm not sure what time he got home, I woke up at about midnight and he was watching a mucky film on the TV in the bedroom."

Well, that could have been about right if he had woken her as soon as he got home from watching Robin and me fucking on the floor, it could still have been Mark watching through my window.

"What film was he watching?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before, all a bit dark, didn't look as professional as the films he usually brings home from the pub."

"I don't suppose he left it here did he?

"Probably still in the player in the bedroom."

I almost dragged Laura up to the bedroom, she popped the eject button on the player in the bedroom, the drawer opened but nothing was in it.

"He must have taken it with him or moved it somewhere else, I can't remember seeing him doing that though."

"What's that wire going to?"

"That's the wire for his video camera."

I followed the wire and under a t-shirt I found Mark's Video camera still connected to the TV set. I quickly worked out how to view the list of videos on the camera's hard disk, Laura blushed at the long list of short videos that all seemed to have been recorded in the middle of the night from the date and time stamp attached to the file names. The latest file was created the day before at nine thirty in the evening so I pressed play.

Laura and I sat and watched through the first fifteen minutes of the film, it was, as I had suspected, Robin and me fucking in our living room.

"Oh my God Amy, I'm so sorry, I didn't think Mark would do anything like that."

"Well, Robin is almost as much to blame; he sent Mark a text message to tell him that we were watching the film he had left behind last Friday."

"You mean Robin texted Mark to tell him you guys were having sex?"

"No, the message just said 'Watching your film again' and there was a smiley face at the end."

"They must have had a code or something."

The front door opened and we heard Mark walk in, he called out for Laura but she seemed disinclined to run down the stairs to welcome him home the way she had done the day before.

"Well, it looks like Robin and Mark have their hearts set on this voyeurism and exhibitionism thing, well, for the time being at any rate, so we have to decide to play the game with them or fight them."

"What do you suggest?"

"Ask Mark exactly what he wants to do, or rather what he wants you to do, work out if you want to please him or upset him, if you really don't want to do things like that for him, probably better off finding out sooner rather than later. You have to face it, his tastes aren't going to get more vanilla over time, they are going to get more, let's say 'Exotic'. The thing is, if you think those things are exciting, then you'd probably be better off trying them with him, if you think they are disgusting and don't want to do them, he could go somewhere else to get his kicks."

"Well you already know the latest thing is that he wants to see you and me in bed together!"

"I wouldn't mind."

"What?"

"If Robin wants to watch me and you in bed and Mark does too, well, I'm happy to try it if you are!"

Laura blushed a deep crimson but our conversation was cut short by an extremely naked Mark walking into the bedroom.

"Oh here you are darling ... Sorry Amy, I didn't know you were here, I was hoping to get a hand to wash my back, you fancy giving me a hand Amy?"

"I'd better get off to do Robin's dinner."

I was half way through cooking dinner, trying to work out the best way to broach the subject of erotic games in the future with Robin when I heard his phone ring. Robin was talking to Mark, then he came in to me and handed his mobile phone to me. As I took the phone I heard Mark hand his phone over to Laura.

"Mark and Robin have been talking; they both want to watch you and me play together."

"Well, it's up to you; I'm game if you are."

"They want to make a film."

"What do you mean 'They want to make a film'?"

"They want to make a film of us doing it, if it turns out good enough they want to show it to their mates."

I had an inner earthquake; a small orgasm ran through my body just at Laura's comment about our husband's showing their friends a sex tape of me and my sister fucking each other.

"How do you feel about that?"

"I don't mind, I'm sure Mark has shown a few of his friends the films that he's made of us fucking and me masturbating myself or him."

"Well Laura, if you're happy to do it I'd love it."

I hung up the phone and had to go and change my knickers, my mini climax had soaked the gusset of my panties through. When I got back to the kitchen Robin was stirring the dinner to stop it burning in the pot.

"Have you ever seen any of Marks home made films?"

Robin had a sudden guilty look on his face, "I've seen some films he took of his girlfriend from before he met Laura, we all know that he's taken videos of Laura as well and he's said a few times that he's trying to talk Laura into letting him show the rest of us his film collection."

Robin and I ate our dinner in silence and as Robin washed the pots he said, "What do you think, should I call Mark and tell him and Laura to come round?"

"What?"

"Well, Mark wants to make a film of you and Laura on Saturday but he was thinking that we should have a rehearsal, just watch you while you and Laura give it a try, that way, if either of you say you don't want to do it Mark won't have gone to too much trouble organising cameras and things."

Well, that made total sense to me, Laura and I may decide that we don't want to do it or we may be happy to do it for our husbands to watch but we might not want it filming. Well, I was so turned on at the thought of being filmed doing something so wrong that I'd never be able to say no to it.

"You and Mark were planning on me and Laura just getting down to it here, just go at it cold?"

"That was Mark's idea, do you want to do it another way?"

"I think you and Mark should take us to a club, we could do a little dancing and get warmed up to the idea, have a few drinks, that kind of thing."

"I'll give Mark a ring, but your idea sounds great."

"When you talk to him, tell him to get Laura to dress as sexily as he can and then you come up and chose what you want me to wear."

When Robin came up to the bedroom he had a childish grin on his face, "Mark's going to get Laura to shave her pussy, will you do that for me as well?"

"No, but if you want me to be clean shaven you'd better run to the chemists store and get me a pot of depilatory cream."

Robin's face split into a wide grin and he almost flew out of the house, the chemists shop was eight miles away, so Robin should have taken at least thirty minutes to make the round trip but he was back in two. "I phoned Mark, Laura had a spare pot and she said it's the best she's ever tried."

I plastered the cream all over my legs, arms, under arms and pussy, I was about to put the top back on the pot but Robin stopped me and he rubbed a little over the small of my back and down between my but cheeks. I had to busy myself for ten minutes while the cream worked on the roots of my body hair before I could wash it off of my body.

Robin told me how he wanted me to do my hair and Robin even had a dress that I'd never seen before in my life, like the depilatory cream, a present from Mark, something else that Laura just seemed to have a spare of at home and Robin was looking at his telephone screen as he told me what colours to use as I was doing my makeup and nails.

When Mark picked us up, Laura and I looked like identical twins, the only difference between us were the shoes we were wearing, Laura had six inch high stiletto heeled black patent leather shoes where mine were four inch high navy blue ones. Our faces looked identical right down to the colour of foundation cream we'd both used.

Being a midweek night the club wasn't overly busy, from the entrance we could see several empty tables, Mark told Laura and me to go and chose a table while he and Robin fetched our drinks. I hadn't got the first chill off of the seat before two 'Chancers' pitched up to our table offering to buy us drinks. I looked towards the bar; Mark was just about to place our order when he spotted the two men at our side. He made several gestures to me; basically he was asking if they were offering to buy Laura and me a drink. I nodded my head. Mark told me to accept the drinks but to meet him by the ladies toilets.

Laura stopped at the table with one of the men, Simon while the other, Paul went to the bar to get drinks for Laura and me while I made my excuses and headed for the toilet. Robin and Mark were waiting for me when I got to the toilet. I was asked if I would be willing to have sex with one of the two men that were chatting me and Laura up, I said that I could, both men looked okay, well, better than okay actually Robin suddenly looked very excited.

"I know that you girls said that you'd put on a show for me and Mark but this is an opportunity that's too good to miss, we would both love to watch as they seduced you, if you take them home to our house me and Mark will watch through the window if you're okay with that."

"I'm okay with it if Laura is."

Mark laughed; "Laura will love to do it if she knows that me and Robin are watching through the window."

Robin ran into the men's toilet and returned with a packet of condoms, "Here, make them wear these when they fuck you. Mark is going back to our house to set the scene so keep them busy here for about ninety minutes, when you see Mark come back, ask them if they want to take you home."

I took Laura onto the dance floor for a quick dance and a chat, I told her about the boys new plan and asked her if she was okay with the idea, "Mark's been pestering me to have sex with a stranger since our wedding day and I finally agreed to do it last week, so I guess I'm okay with doing it in the same room as you doing a stranger while Robin and Mark are peeping at us."

We spent ninety minutes chatting and dancing with Simon and Paul, we both took turns in dancing with both men to see which man we would eventually pair off with, that's if the men wanted more than just a dance and a chat that is.

I saw Mark returning to Robin's side, then my phone made a burble to say that I had received a text message. I read it and then turned my phone towards Laura but made sure that Simon saw the screen too, Robin had sent, 'Fish have finally started biting, Mark and me will be stopping here all night, can you say good night to Laura from Mark and we'll see you in the morning."

I made a tutting sound, "Well, no point ringing the boys for a lift home now, so we'd better get the last bus to the village."

Simon almost tripped over his tongue to get out, "Paul and I can give you a lift home if you like!"

I looked at Laura and then said, "We're probably miles out of your way, we couldn't possibly impose on you."

Simon grinned at Paul and trying to keep a semblance of calm in his voice, "No problem, we'd love to see you girls home safely, it'll only cost you a coffee as well, instead of a tenner in bus fares!"

Mark and Robin were just a few paces behind us as we walked to Simon's car and on the drive from Northampton to our village they were seldom more than twenty feet away from Simon's car. Mark dropped back when we turned into our village because without streetlights, a car following Simon into the village would have looked suspicious.

I hadn't been told to open the main windows and leave the curtains open but I just knew that's what Mark and Robin would want me to do. I got a little shock when I went into my living room, the fireside rug was now in the centre of the room, the two easy chairs had been removed, probably out to the garage along with the coffee table. The sofa had been moved back against the wall instead of facing the TV mounted on the wall. It made sense for the sofa to be where Mark had placed it as that would give the best view of any sofa activity from the window, remembering back to when Mark was watching Robin and me and I had deliberately suggested moving onto the fireside rug because I suspected Mark was out there.

Suddenly I had another thought, the sofa could have gone across the opposite wall and still be seen from the window but where Mark had placed it was opposite a high shelf with a wall light above it, I looked carefully, there were two books missing from the shelf and in between was a small silver box, I recognised it instantly, Marks small video camera, the one he had used to film me and Robin with.

I invited Paul and Simon to sit on the sofa, Simon sat on the far right hand side and Paul on the far left, leaving just one seat for Laura and me to sit on. Laura helped me to make the coffee and I asked her which man she wanted to have sex with, Laura thought that Paul was the older of the two and she had always been drawn to the older man, so she picked Paul.

I took two mugs of coffee in, put them on the floor at the side of Simon and then sat on his knee, Laura did the same to Paul, Laura and I were facing each other with our knees in the space between Simon and Paul. There was a little kissing and cuddling and both men got to first base reasonably quickly.

Simon suggested turning the main light off, I smiled at him and after another quick kiss I said, "Why, are you shy?"

"Well, just not used to getting down with the lights on!"

After thirty minutes the guys still hadn't tried for second base and there were hints that one pair of us ought to move into another room, so they really were very shy, I wondered what they'd say if they knew that two men, mine and Laura's husbands, were standing just a few feet away watching the events through the open windows.

I didn't know how long the tape or disk in Mark's camera would last but I was guessing that if Mark started it recording when we arrived it would probably only have around an hour of recording time left. I slipped off of Simon's knee and put on some 'Smoochy' music with the volume turned down low, then I pulled Laura off of Paul's knee and started dancing with her in the middle of the floor. We kissed as we danced in front of all four men and I started to peel Laura's dress off, when I finally unveiled her; it was to Robin and Mark first before I turned her to face Paul and Simon.

We danced a little longer as Laura undressed me and again, when I was finally naked apart from my shoes, it was first facing Mark and Robin before Laura turned me towards Simon and Paul. Laura was about to return to sit on Paul's knee, hoping that being totally naked would spark something in Simon and Paul to be slightly more adventurous but I pulled her back to me and began to explore her body the way I did when we were younger, much, much younger.

Laura and I rolled around on the lamb's wool rug and eventually ended up in a very energetic sixty-nine and that was the point that Paul and Simon decided to get over their shyness and both stripped off to join us on the floor. They were a little put out when I made them both skin latex over their cocks but they soon got over that and Paul climbed on top of Laura and Simon on top of me, I managed to stop both men just before they climaxed and pulled the unfilled condoms off of both of their cocks so that they could roll another condom on and swap over so that Paul fucked me and Simon fucked Laura.

Simon was very quick to fire off into Laura but I managed to play Paul for another ten minutes and at around one o'clock in the morning, the four of us still naked laying on the lamb's wool rug and Paul was making 'spending the night' kind of noises. I went to my handbag and took my phone out of it, I let my thumb flash over the screen as I read the old text message that I'd been sent earlier and put on my most shocked expression.

"Shit, I didn't hear this text come in, your Mark has broken his rod and the boys are coming home, this came in an hour ago, they could be here any minute!"

Mark heard everything and he quickly returned to his car, he sent another text, 'Is everything okay, you didn't answer my earlier message, be home in five minutes.' This time, as the message was real if untrue, I was able to let Paul and Simon read my screen. I heard Mark's car start and reverse up the lane but Paul and Simon were both too busy fighting each other for underpants and socks in their rush to get dressed for the sounds to register on their minds.

Laura and I were still naked as we walked Simon and Paul to the back door to kiss them goodbye and thank them for the lift back home just as Mark's car revved up at the end of the lane and began to drive down to our house. I think Simon would have beaten any formula one car off the grid the speed he threw his car up our road.

Robin walked round from the front laughing his head off; he grabbed a hold of me and kissed me, "Thanks darling, two fantasies fulfilled for the price of one, what a brilliant night," Mark grabbed Laura and kissed her too, "I can't wait to see the video!"

Robin was nodding in agreement, I butted in, "You can both wait until the morning, Laura and I need looking after properly first, Simon and Paul were really crap at fucking!"

Mark told Laura to get dressed and he'd take her home, again, I butted in, "I thought that we were going to get a good fuck tonight, so you boys had both better get undressed and up in the bedroom before Laura and I decide to cut you both off for a week!"

The four of us went up to mine and Robin's bed, I took first turn with Mark right next to Robin and Laura as they fucked as well. Both men synchronised their climax and we all went to sleep at two o'clock in the morning but before the boys had to go off to work, Laura and I had our own husbands fuck us, again in the same bed and again, both men climaxed within seconds if each other.

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