Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 1
 

	You know Terri, Larrys got the hots for you.  My friend and neighbor Dawn confided this to me as we cleaned up the kitchen following one of our frequent shared lunches.

	Really? I said, as casually as possible.  Too bad for him.

	Havent you noticed how hes always trying to touch you? she asked.  Hell hold the door for you and take your hand.  When you come to sit at the table he holds your chair, then brushes his hand across your shoulders.  Hes got it bad, Terri.

	Like I said, too bad for him, I repeated.  He actually told you this?  Didnt it piss you off?

	Dawn shrugged.  Its the way things are.  Would I be better off getting all bitter about it?  Weve talked about, you know, opening up.  We talked about it a lot over the last couple of months.  We talked about sort of spicing things up.  I mean, he still wants me and all.  Hes just got the hots for you, too.

	Uh-huh, I said.  Well, that doesnt change anything.  Hes not getting any.

	Dawns bright green eyes fixed on me, her soft, shoulder-cut dark hair swinging gently as she looked up.  You ought to think about it.

	Youre nuts, you know that? I said, with a tinge of anger.  Im not fucking your husband, Dawn.  Why would you even consider it?  Did he put you up to it?

	Only partially.  See, he wants to watch me to fuck Steven.

	What?  It was almost a scream.

	Take it easy Terri, Dawn said.  Its just talk.  We fantasize about it.  It makes for some really hot sex.  You guys ought to try it.  You just think about what it might be like and tell each other.  It really is hot.  And then after a while maybe youll decide youd like to try it, you know, for real.

	Oh, so, youve decided you want to try it for real like you said?  Is that it?

	My friend shrugged.  Weve thought about it.

	Well, youre out of your mind, Dawn.  I dont see what would have possibly given you the idea that I would, that we would, try something like that.

	My friend smiled, slyly.  Why not?  Maybe your sex life hasnt gotten routine in the past six years.  Ours has.  I bet yours has, too.  So, why not try something different with somebody you can trust?  Are you afraid?

	Of course Im not afraid.  What I am is indignant!  How could you even suggest such a thing?  The subject is closed.

	Dawn shrugged again.  Okay.  Fine.  But, you ought to try fantasizing with Steven at least once.  Ill bet it would spark things up.

	I said the subject is closed Dawn, I told her with finality.

	We moved on to a couple of other topics but the atmosphere was strained.  Eventually, Dawn put her cup in the dishwasher and prepared to leave.  She bent over and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

	I really love you, you know, she said.

	I know.  And I love you, too Dawn.  Its just sometimes you go too far.

	Two weeks passed.  I didnt see Larry or Dawn in all that time.  But the images and thoughts kept roiling around in my mind.  And the knot in my belly just didnt want to go away.  Finally one night I told Steven about Dawns conversation.

	I was sitting astride Steven, his cock buried inside me.  I looked down at him, recognized the lust in his eyes.

	Youre thinking about Dawn I told him.



	What?  His look was truly deer-in-the-headlights.

	Dawn.  Our next door neighbor.  Would you like to be fucking her?

	IdI never considered it, he said.  Say, what is this all about?

	She said Larry wants you to fuck her.  He hasnt said anything to you like that?

	Larry?  No, he hasnt said anything, Steven said.  I- I havent seen him.

	He wants to fuck me, I told him grinding my hips on him.

	He does?  Did he tell you?

	Dawn did.

	What did you say?

	I said that theres no way in hell Im letting him fuck me.

	Okay.

	She said they had their hottest sex when they talk about it.

	I can imagine.

	Can you?  Why?  Does it make you hot, too?  You want to see Larry fuck me?  Or do you just want a go at Dawns tight little cunt?  I intentionally squeezed him as hard as I could.

	That might be fun, my husband said with a groan, his hands stroking my breasts.

	Which part?

	All of it.

	You want to see him fuck me?  I was getting into it.

	Id love to watch you.

	You want to see his cock slamming into me?  Is that right?

	Imagine it.  You spreading your legs for him.  Him sliding his hot, hard meat into you.  Does that light your fire?  Isnt it incredibly hot?

	It was.  The idea of strange cock up inside me after six years of only Steven did have its positive points.  I banged on my husband with increasing intensity and vigor.

	I can tell it does, Steven said.  It makes you hot thinking about it.

	Shut up, I ordered.  Im doing this.  

	And, what about Dawn riding on you like I am now?  Does that do something for you?

	Cant you tell?

	Close your eyes, I directed.  Imagine its Dawn on top of you.

	Steven did as I asked.  He groaned.  

	So it does make you hot, doesnt it?

	Oh, yes, he admitted.  Shes cute and sexy.  But, I cant get the image of you fucking Larry out of my mind.  That is hotter than anything.  I can just see his meat sliding in and out of you while you beg him to fuck you harder.  Oh, man!  Oh, baby, I love you so much.  You are so hot!

	You think we should, then?  Do it I mean.  With them?

	If you want to, baby.  If thats what you want, Im game.

	And will you still love me after Im a slut?

	Youre already a slut, baby.  And, dont I love you?

	I love you too, Steven.  I really do.  And, I love fucking you.  This other would be just for fun, right?

	Just for fun, he agreed.

	I cant believe how hot it is just thinking about it.

	You should call her.  Set it up.  Right now.  Before you change your mind.

	Right now?  In the middle?

	Right now while youre hot and excited and the idea turns you on, he encouraged me.

	I leaned over and reached for the cordless, pressing the speed dial for our neighbors number.

	Dawn answered.

	Steven and I are interested, I said.  Remember?  What we talked about a couple of weeks ago?

	Good, Dawn said.  You sound strange.  Are you all right?

	Were fucking, I told her, humping my ass on Stevens meat.  Steven said I should call right now while it turns me on.  Before I change my mind.

	That is so hot! Dawn exhaled.  You mean youre doing it right now?  While were on the phone?

	Yes, goddammit, I snapped at her.

	Oh, Terri!  That is so hot!  So, should we come over now?

	We could do it now, I thought.  But I wasnt really that ready.

	Not now.  I want a date, a night out.  Saturday, I said, puffing with my exertion.  Dinner.  Drinks, lots of them.  Some dancing.  Then back here.

	Larrys going to be so excited! she breathed.

	What about you?

	Me? Dawn paused.  Oh, hell yes, Terri!  I am so wet just thinking about it.  You just wouldnt believe.  Im going to have to go fuck Larry.

	Dawn?

	Yes?

	I may let you fuck my husband, honey, I said, but you cant have him.

	Ditto, Dawn said, seriously.

	I punched the phone off.  There, I said.  Its done.

	But were not, Steven groaned.  Now you can close your eyes and think about riding Larry just like this.

	Thats exactly what I did.  When I came, I screamed out his name.  It was the best orgasm Id had in about three years.

	Dawn and I had lunch the next day, Friday.  I was already getting cold feet.

	Look, Dawn, honey.  Im not so sure about this Saturday thing, I told her.

	Dawns full, red lips split into a little smile showing her straight, white teeth.  I know.  It makes your tummy do little butterfly things, doesnt it?

	I nodded.  Its just, well, I never even considered doing it with anybody other than Steven, you know?  And, a decision made in the heat of passion is usually not a good idea.

	Really?  I mean, the four of us have been tight for so long.  You never considered how it might be with Larry? Dawn asked.

	This time I shook my head.  Not until you mentioned it.

	And last night when you were doing Steven.  After you hung up.  Did you think about it then?

	I had to admit that I had.

	So, let me ask you, my dark-haired friend said, did it make you feel sexy?

	I came harder than I had in years.
 
Dawn nodded sagely.  See, Larry did the same for me.  He started to make me feel sexy all the time, Dawn admitted.  He kept talking about how sexy I was, how guys look at me and stuff.  He encouraged me to dress sexy and to play up my sexuality.  I feel sexy all the time now.

	You do?

	Dawns eyes were glistening.  She nodded.  I hardly ever wear underwear anymore, she confided in a whisper.

	Really?  I was astonished.

	And when I do, you know, for special occasions, I wear the sexiest kind I can find.

	Really.

	Yup, she said.  You could say that Im ready at just about any time.  

	She stood up and took our plates to the sink.  Come on, Terri.  Were going to go shopping.

	Now?

	Right now, she ordered, putting the plates in the sink.  Were going to go back into your bedroom, strip off whatever it is your wearing, get you dressed to feel sexy and go shopping for lingerie.

	I cant, I said flatly.  I cant be walking around without underwear.  People with think Im some kind of whore.

	People wont know, hon. And, if they do notice, theyll like it.  Trust me.

	Dawn took me back into my bedroom.  She was so business-like I felt almost no embarrassment when she made me strip down.  What happened next absolutely floored me.

	I stood naked, except for my wedding ring.  Dawn cooed, Oh, Terri!  Youre absolutely stunning.  You look like one of those blonde princesses from the old fairy tales.

	She put her hand on my bare shoulder.  Look at this, she murmured.  Her hand slid down until she cupped the bulge of my left breast.  This is so perfect!  Her finger slid across my nipple sending a tingle through my whole left side.  Then she slipped her hand down to my waist and caressed the flair to my hip.

	So smooth, she whispered.  So soft.  You are gorgeous!  Her left hand swept a stray strand of hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear.  Her eyes flickered across my form, dancing from feature to feature.  I started to feel extremely self-conscious.

	Dawn, I whispered.  Im feeling really uncomfortable.

	Her hands cupped my face.  Two inches shorter than I, Dawn looked up into my eyes.  Hers were sparkling.  She tilted her head then kissed me very softly square on the lips.

	I was too stunned to even move.  Her kiss was light as a feather, yet warm and moist.  I had never felt so tender a kiss in my life.  My juices started to flow as she held her lips to mine.  I didnt even dare to breath.  I felt her tongue probe lightly at my lips and I thought that this was a defining moment.  My resistance to the whole idea seemed to melt away in a gush and I opened my mouth.

	Dawns tongue made a gentle circle of my lips, then she sucked  gently before releasing her hold on me.  I gasped for air.

	What?  I stammered.  What are we doing?

	I never realized it before, Dawn said softly, her eyes flittering across my face.  I am so in love with you!  Your face, your hair.  Your eyes, your shape.  Her hands roamed across my body, lightly touching, then moving on.  Your smile, your laugh, your mind and body, all of it.  I am so in love with you!

	By this time my guts were churning and my heart was pounding in my chest.  When Dawn proceeded to kiss me again I responded with increasing desire.  Our tongues played across one another.  Our lips melted into each other.  Dawns hand came to rest on my breast, gently tweaking the nipple as we kissed.  Now my juices were really flowing.

	Dawn released my lips then trailed hers across the line of my jaw and down my neck.  I gasped as she sucked at the join between my neck and shoulder.  My arms automatically went to her head, caressing the soft, brown hair, pulling it back so it wouldnt interfere with what her lips were doing.

	What they were doing now was sliding across my chest, planting tiny kisses as they went, until she closed them around my erect nipple.  I gasped aloud as her tongue flicked the stiffened tissue sending sparks across my whole body.  I felt her teeth test, then more firmly clench on my nipple and that sensation caused a gush down below.

	Does that mean were, you know?  I left the phrase unfinished.

	I dont think so, she said, her gaze boring into me.  I still love Larry.  I love sex with him and the idea of fucking Steven makes me terribly hot so I dont think so.  But, Ive just realized that I am in love with you.  This is just awesome.  I love Larry, and Steven and you, too!

	Dawn, honey, I began.  Do you think we?

	Oh, youre so right.  We need to stop this for now, she said.  Well save it for the big event.  Anyway, we need to get on with our shopping trip.

	Dawn turned and began digging into the drawers of my dresser.  She settled on a white, cropped T-shirt and a pair of jean shorts above a pair of white sandals.  I felt naked with my nipples jutting through the thin fabric of the top and no panties between my jeans and the real me.  As the finishing touch Dawn pulled my hair into a loose ponytail and tucked it through the gap in a blue ball cap.  

	This is so much fun! she giggled.  Its like playing dress-up with a life sized doll.

	Our whirlwind shopping trip took us to the local mall and into no less than six boutiques.  Dawn kept saying, Oh, this is cute!  Well have to get it next time.  Finally she settled on her choices and we left with three bags from three different boutiques.

	Back in my bedroom she dug into a bag and pulled out the first item.  It looked like black dental floss.

	The boys are going to love this, she offered holding up the thong.  Here.  Put it on.

	I put each item on as Dawn dug it out of the bags wed brought from shopping.  Everything was black.  Dawn said it contrasted with my blonde hair and fair skin.  Truth was, we hadnt bought much.  The thong, of course, and a pair of black, lace-top thigh highs which where barely hidden beneath the very short hem of the black, one shoulder mini-dress Dawn had picked out.  A separate box held the four-inch black patent-leather heels with a cute little ankle strap.  Dawn called them come-fuck-me pumps.

	Im going to need practice walking in these, I told her as I slipped on the shiny shoes.  Im used to flats, running shoes and much lower heels.

	I dont think youll have them on very long, sweetie, Dawn kidded me.  If the boys dont have you naked about thirty seconds after you walk in the door, then I will!

	Were supposed to go to dinner and dancing before we come back here for the main event, I reminded her.

	Oh, thats right, she grinned.  Well, youve got the rest of today and all day tomorrow to practice.  Besides, maybe theyll want you to leave them on so you can spur them on while youre getting laid.

	What are you wearing? I asked, teetering across the room in the unfamiliar shoes.

	Ive got a little red dress, deep V in front and no back to it at all almost.  Its so short it barely covers my ass.  But, Larry likes that.  And a cute little pair of gold open-toed heels, Dawn concluded.

	I hope we dont clash or anything.

	Nope, she said.  It will be a nice contrast.  Trust me.  And the boys are going to like the way we look; yours, mine, and any other living, breathing human male we happen to encounter.  You can bank on that.



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 2
 

	It was all I could do to fend off Steven Friday night and all day Saturday.

	Youre saving yourself for Dawn, I reminded him.

	I dont need to save myself, Terri, he argued.  There will be plenty for Dawn.

	But, I was adamant.  Remember, I told him, you are the star attraction.  The main reason this is happening is because Larry wants to watch you with Dawn.  So, you need to be on your best behavior and loaded for bear.

	What I hadnt told my loving husband was that I had already made a decision.  The next time I got laid it would be Larrys cock sliding into me.  Besides, I had already shaved everything off and didnt want Steven to know until I surprised Larry and him Saturday night.

	I sent him shopping for drinks and snacks on Saturday while I tidied the house.  Every once in a while Id sneak a peek at the dress hanging in the closet.  Each time I did, I felt a tingle as I thought what it would be like with Larry up inside me.

	At about four-thirty Dawn showed up wearing what was, for her, a conservative outfit.  She had on a cropped white T-shirt, no bra, of course, and a pair of hip-huggers.  She told Steven he had to pack his things up and go to her house.  He and Larry would see the pair of us in about an hour when we were through primping and preparing.

	How you holding up, girl? she asked me when Steven had gathered his clothes and toiletries and left.

	Im good, I said.

	Ill bet your better than good.  Ill bet youre amazing! she kidded.

	Still a little nervous, I admitted.  Butterflies.

	Ill bet you havent thought of anything else for the past two days.

	Youre right.

	Honey, settle down.  Were going to get laid, is all.  Its natural.  We do it all the time.  Just with different partners.  Do you remember going out on a date in high school or college?  Didnt you ask yourself, when you were getting ready, am I going to fuck this guy tonight or not?  

	I never thought about it like that.  But, youre right, I guess.  That thought did cross my mind.

	Well, Dawn said, the only difference is that tonight you know.  Tonight, you are going to fuck that guy.  It just so happens hes my husband.  But, hey!  Im going to fuck yours, too.  So, its a fair trade, right?

	I had to laugh at her simplification of the facts.  Youre right, Dawn.  Thats one of the reasons I love you.  Youve got this uncanny ability to condense and issue down to its smallest elements and make it crystal clear.

	Lets not talk about Crystal tonight, hon, Dawn fumed.  That slut has had her eye on Larry since the Fourth of July party two years ago.

	Crystal was a neighbor, a 30-something single mom with a collection of male friends parading through her place at all hours.  All the women in our cul-de-sac kept a wary eye on Crystal lest she appropriate one of our men.  And, Crystal wasnt shy about trying, either.  Steven and I had joked about me sending him to Crystal for a really good fuck, but we were afraid he might catch something.

	You know youre a hypocrite, I told my friend.  Here you are, worried about Larry fucking Crystal, and yet youre handing him over to me.

	Oh, well, yeah! Dawn laughed.  But, Im in control of that!

	We showered, not together, fearing what flames might arise under the spray, and began to dress and apply make-up for the evening.

	The boys were appropriately appreciative when we finally appeared at Dawns house.  The two of us were looking fine.  And, in spite of the butterflies, I felt like a sex goddess.

	Theres my date for the evening, Larry said, holding his hands out for mine as he approached.  You are stunning!  He kissed me on the cheek.

	Well, I guess Im a ham sandwich, Dawn groused.

	Not at all, Steven gushed.  Im simply speechless.  You look amazing!

	My wife does look good enough to eat, Larry prompted.

	Definitely good enough to eat, Steven dutifully replied.

	Ill have to take you up on that later, she smiled at him, stretching up to kiss him right on the lips.  As that kiss lingered it made me feel vaguely uncomfortable until I realized that this was all part of the game.  We were all going to get laid tonight.

	Well, anyone for Taco Bell? Larry joked, heading for the carport.

	You son-of-a-bitch, Dawn snarled.  Youd better be taking us to Havenwood, at the very least!  Havenwood was the epitome of dining excellence in our locale.

	Yes, its Havenwood, Larry laughed.  The reservations are for four at seven.

	Isnt it a little early? I asked.  Its only quarter to six.

	We could find someplace to park and do a little necking if youd like, Larry suggested.

	Hey, fuckhead, Dawn snapped.  Drive the fucking car.  They wont mind if were a little early.

	Once again, Dawn was correct.  They didnt mind.  We were seated immediately and treated to a marvelous dinner and selection of three kinds of wine.  I actually started feeling a little tipsy.  We returned to the car at about eight-thirty.

	As the dirty driver, Larry announced when wed loaded up, I need to know our next destination.

	Dawn leaned over and whispered something to Steven.  I saw him smile and nod.

	Home, Dawn directed then looked at me.  Home? she asked.

	Home, I said, the butterflies now roiling amongst the charcoal steak and wine.

	Home? Larry asked.  I though you girls wanted to go dancing or something?

	Home, dumbass, Dawn snapped.  Boy, you know its a good thing youve got that cock of yours and the cute way youve got of getting on and off.  Otherwise Id have to dump you for stupid.  Dont you want me to get laid, Larry?

	Sure, sure, Larry said, chuckling.  He turned toward me.  The slut in the backseat cant wait to get your husbands cock inside her.

	That doesnt sound like a bad idea, I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

	Oh, Larry quipped as he started the car in motion, so you want to get your husbands cock in her, too?

	I shrugged.  It should be fun to watch, but I was thinking more along the lines of getting her husbands cock inside me.


	Home it is, then, Larry said with conviction.  Best legal speed.

	He sounded like Captain Picard on Star Trek.  I giggled.

	Larry pulled up in front of our house.  Im just going to go park the car and lock the place up.  No fair starting without me.

	I pushed myself toward him and kissed him on the cheek.  He smelled wonderful!

	Dont worry, I said.  Nobody starts anything until your there, with me.

	Steven and I went immediately to the kitchen for the snacks and wine.  We left Dawn in the den searching though the special collection of videos.

	Are you having fun? Steven asked.

	So far, I said.  That didnt sound right, did it?  Of course Im having fun.

	Theyre funny, arent they? he asked as he twisted the corkscrew in the wine bottle.

	She talks to him like a dog.

	But, its not serious, you know.  He gives it right back to her and vice versa.  Its a special way they have of communicating.  If they can call each other the most horrible names and they still know theyre in love, then there isnt much that can ever separate them.

	What are you going to do if she starts in with you like that?

	Im going to give it right back to her, the same way they do it.

	But, you dont love her.

	Steven shrugged.

	Do you?  Do you love her?  For the first time I felt a twinge of panic.

	Certainly not in the way I love you, honey.  By the way, Ive never seen you looking so incredibly sexy and still have clothes on.  But, sure, I love her just like you do or like you love Larry.  Its not like the love you and I have together or that Dawn and Larry have in their marriage.  But, still, I guess youd call it love.

	We decided were going to watch you two.

	When did you decide that? Steven asked.

	It was sort of a mutual agreement.  I know he wants to.  So do I.  So, were going to watch first.

	But, then you are going touh  He looked at me with raised eyebrows.

	Fuck him? I asked.  He nodded.  Oh, yes!  A girl doesnt often get strange cock with her husbands permission, you know.  Im going to take serious advantage of the opportunity.

	Good, he said.  Thats real good.

	Well, Im glad you approve.  Like Im going to let you get some strange and not get any myself.  Cmon.  Lets take this shit in there and get the show on the road.

	One more thing, stud muffin, I continued.  No hemming and hawing, you know what I mean?  No fucking around with should I or shouldnt I, okay?  Were past that point.  Weve already decided.  Were all here to get laid, so lets get to it.  Okay?

	Yes, maam, he answered with a grin and a salute.

	Steven carried a glass of wine to Dawn, who had selected a video and was standing in front of the TV watching two men attend to a slutty looking blonde.

	Steven had her out of that red dress in about 30 seconds.  Dawn, who wasnt, of course, wearing a bra or panties, stood naked in my den atop her gold open-toed shoes, sipping her wine and watching the video while my husband worshipped at the shrine of her body.

	Larry walked in from the rear entrance just as Steven dropped to his knees.

	Damn! he said, softly.  I thought they werent going to start until I got here.

	I patted the seat beside me and pointed to the wine glass on the coffee table in front of us.  I couldnt stop them.  Hes so hot for her he just couldnt wait.

	Steven was lapping away at Dawns pubic area, sticking his tongue between her labia and moaning.  Dawn took little sips of her wine and then looked around vaguely for somewhere to set it.  Larry was on his feet in a trice and collected the glass from her.  He returned to my side and set the glass down.

	Dawn had put her hands on top of my husbands head and spread her legs wider to give him better access to her treasures.  Steven licked and sucked, moaning and rocking back and forth as he savored the essence of my friend.

	Oh, God!  Wait! she yelled.  Stop!  

	All of us froze.  Was the swaggering Dawn about to chicken out?

	Not like this, baby, she whispered to Steven.  Take off your clothes so I can play, too!

	Steven was naked in less than a minute.  Dawn had him lie on the floor, face up.  His growing cock flopped thickly to one side.  She straddled him, kneeling above him, her hands and head over his member.  She slowly sank her hips toward his face until he was once again able to plunge his tongue into her labia.  Then she took that rubbery flesh in her hand and fed it into her red, full lips.  

	As Larry and I watched them sixty-nine, our hearts were pounding.  Larrys hand rested on my left thigh, gently rubbing up and down.  He would occasionally sip from his wine glass while he watched his wife devour my husbands meat.  

	I held my glass in both hands just barely able to see Dawns hips rising and falling quickly in response to the probing of my husbands tongue.  I knew the feeling.  Steven had excellent technique.  He would plunge into her, then rim her, then slickly stimulate her clitoris.  Around and around he would go, never too hard, with just the right pressure until

	Oh, God!  Yes! Dawn hollered.  Yes, please, Steven, make me come!

	She continued to pump his organ with her little hand, but her mouth was occupied in moaning, straining and groaning as my husband drove her to her first orgasm of the night.

	Oh, Larry! she yelled to him, looking at him with eyes that kept going in and out of focus.  Oh, Larry hes making me come.  Do you see him, Baby?  Hes making your little slut come!

	I see him, darling, Larry replied, his voice husky.  I see you sucking his cock, and letting him eat you.  You are beautiful Dawn, and I love you.

	That, apparently, was all Dawn needed.  Her facial features tightened up, as did every muscle in her body.  She grunted madly as the wave of the orgasm overcame her.  Then she appeared to almost explode with release.

	Oh shit, oh shit, oh fuck, she cried out.  Coming, coming.  Fuck, oh shit!

	I was amazed at her enthusiasm and felt tremendously proud of my Steven.  I knew what he was capable of doing to me, and it was equally effective with Dawn.  My heart swelled.  I loved him so very much.

	Do you want to make a bet? Larry whispered to me.

	On what?

	What position do you think theyll use the first time?

	I shrugged.  I dont know.

	First we have to settle on a wager.  What do you think is fair?

	Again, I shrugged.

	How about I bet you a toss on Wednesday next, against, say, I dont know

	Do my dishes.

	What?

	If I win you come over and do my dishes on Wednesday.  If you win, well fuck.

	Are we going to tell them?

	Absolutely!  Im not fucking you behind their backs.  Okay?  Ever.

	Probably wise, he agreed.  I think theyll do doggy style.  Shes already there.

	Steven likes to be underneath.  Hell have her ride him.

	Deal?

	Deal.

	What if they do it both ways? he asked.

	There can only be one first time, I told him.

	Larry won the bet.

	Dawn crawled away from Steven then looked back over her shoulder at him.  Come on.  I want you inside me.

	You have to turn sideways, Larry called, so we can see.

	Steven climbed to his knees as Dawn twisted around.  He crawled up behind her.


	Go put it in for him, Larry whispered, nudging me.  Quick.

	I went to where my husband was kneeling next to my best friend and neighbor.  Wait, I whispered as I knelt beside him.  I kissed him sensuously on the lips.  Steven looked at me with a question on his mind.

	Let me, I said.  Then I grabbed his hardened member, bent over and gave it a warm and wet kiss on the tip.  I looked first at Steven and then at Larry.  I pulled Steven toward Dawn then ran his cock through the sopping moisture surrounding her opening.  I pulled him again, positioning his meat at her opening, and encouraged him to push into her.  His hips thrust forward and my hand followed his cock into Dawn, just brushing against her labial opening.  Dawn, too, had shaved herself, I found.  Her lips were smooth, wet and slick.  I released my husbands cock and let him bury himself deep within her.  Then I kissed his lips again, stood up and returned to my seat next to Larry.

	Very nice, he whispered.  Very hot and very nice.

	Youre going to have to fuck me soon, I whispered back.  I almost came when I felt her pussy lips against my hand while holding him inside her.

	Very soon, Larry whispered.  Right after.  He waved his hand half-heartedly at the two bodies coupled on the floor of my den.

	We could do the same, I encouraged him.  Then you could watch her while fucking me.  Cant we please do that?  I need to fuck.  I really do.

	I stood up and removed my dress.  My bare breasts perked immediately at the cool air in the room.  I stepped out of my thong, presenting Larry with my bare pussy.  He looked at me for an instant.  

	No proof youre a natural blonde, he joked, standing to remove his own clothing.

	Youll have to believe me.  You want these on or off, I said, waving toward the thigh-highs and heels.

	Leave them on, I think, he said, shucking his shoes and socks.  When he slid his briefs down I was pleased to see he was hard, not immense, but a pleasant, comfortable size.

	Im going to enjoy this, I told him.

	Me, too, Larry answered, moving behind me.  

	He held my arms as I dropped to my knees.  I looked up to see I was only a foot or so away from Steven.  He watched me as Larry knelt behind me.  He mouthed the words, I love you.  I mimicked him, smiling at him as I felt Larrys member sliding on my slit.  As he penetrated me I grabbed Stevens thigh.

	I felt wonderfully full with Larry lodged inside me.  I couldnt help but grin.  There had been no long, lingering entry, simply a positioning, then plunging to depth.  I looked at Steven again as Larry began to move in me.

	Its not fair, I whispered to my husband.  Im getting fucked and youre just kneeling there.

	Steven began to move in and out of Dawn.  I could see his shiny, slick member when he withdrew.  I had the most incredible urge to have my tongue on it, to feel the slickness of my husbands cock as it slid in and out of my neighbor.  I imagined that Larrys cock looked very similar as he plunged in and out of me.

	Oh, that feels so good! I exclaimed, unable to keep the sensations bottled up inside me.  I was glad it wasnt to be the only time I was to be fucked by our neighbor.

	We had a bet, I whispered to Steven, and I lost.

	What bet? he asked, his voice strained with his exertions inside Dawn.

	He bet she would take you like this.  I said shed ride you.  He won.

	What did he win?  

	He gets to come fuck me on Wednesday.

	Well, I guess you know where Ill be, then.

	Here, watching, I hope, I said, my voice getting shaky as Larrys plunging began to take effect on my nerve endings.

	Not likely.  Steven said.

	Next door, fucking Dawn?

	If shell have me.

	Do you like my husband inside you, Dawn? I called.

	Oh, God, yes! she called back.

	Suddenly, my ability to construct complete and coherent sentences fled as my body reacted to the constant contact with Larrys cock.

	Harder, I called.  Faster.

	Larry complied.  He pumped into me with a fury.  Green sparkles erupted behind my eyes.  I moaned.  Good.  Oh, yes!

	Ow, fuck! came the scream from Dawn.

	Steven froze.  Larry didnt.  He kept plowing away at me.

	Are you all right? Steven asked Dawn.

	For Gods sake dont stop!  She screamed at him.  Youre making me come.  Fuck me!

	Steven renewed his efforts with vigor.

	Dawn cried out.  Oh, fuck.  Fuck, yes!  Oh, fuck me.  Harder, please.  Fuck me!

	Her last words were a veritable scream.  I heard Steven begin that low, guttural growl he makes when his seed begins to boil in his balls and he is ready to blow.  I could feel the growth of his cock inside me when that happened.  It spread me just a little wider and then the hot spurts started inside me.

	But, that wasnt Steven.  It was Larry.  He was spurting his load deep inside me.  I cried out, and squeezed down on him, urging myself on to my own completion.  As the hot spurts splashed inside me I lunged back and forth to stimulate those nerves that sparkled, then ached with my orgasm.  I pushed myself across the crest, forcing it to wash across me and give me the relief I so desired.

	I cried out with the release, as I usually did.  No words, just vocal sounds of exultation and joy as I achieved the glorious orgasm.  There were others to come tonight and in the future, I knew, and I was overjoyed with the prospect.

	I looked up at Steven.  He smiled at me wearily.  

	I believe I am a slut, I said, the words in a staccato presentation as my breath allowed.

	I believe you are, he agreed, likewise breathless.  I am so proud of you.

	Oh, shit! Dawn muttered.  Did we just have a four way orgasm?

	I think so, Larry answered.  We all muttered our agreement.

	Awesome! Dawn said, gaining a little more energy in her voice.  I knew there was a good reason to do this!


Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 3
 

	We all cleaned up after the first round of our new sexual experiment.  Dawn and I collected chips, dips and cheeses to snack on while the men made drinks.  All of us sat comfortably in the den, naked and chatting, munching, drinking, and generally recharging.  For a while, the video ran in the background virtually unnoticed.

	Oh, crap, Dawn muttered.  Im getting crumbs on my tits.

	Im sure youll find someone willing to lick them off, my husband snickered.

	Is that a proposition? Dawn sneered, Or, are you just making noise?

	I felt a little flush flow through me as Steven maneuvered around and began to lick at the firm flesh of Dawns breasts.

	Thats going to lead to something, Larry whispered in my ear.

	So will that, I murmured back to him.

	What? he asked.

	Whispering in my ear like that.  The only thing that starts my motor faster is kisses on my neck, I told him.

	Larry was a good kisser.  I found that out as he planted about a million of little puckers along the left side of my neck.

	Youve got to stop that, I told him, crossing my legs at the ankles and squeezing my thighs in an effort to control the warm feeling spreading in my pussy.

	Now that I know where the magic switch is, he mumbled between his tiny assaults on my neck, you dont expect me to forget it, do you?

	I groaned as I lay back on the lush carpet, spreading my legs for him.  I reached for his heavy balls and cradled them in my hand as Larry followed my descent to the floor, continuing to lick and suck at my neck.  I could feel the power returning to his meaty cock as it swelled under my hand.

	Youre going to fuck me, again, arent you? I asked, my breath labored under the attack of my own libido swelling in parallel to the growth of Larrys cock.  

	I am, he stated simply.  He rolled his body atop mine, never relenting in his kissing of my highly sensitized neck.

	I drew him toward me, my hand clutching his now firm cock toward the damp slit between my legs.  I smeared the rubbery head with my juices, guiding it up and down in the ooze between the lips of my soaking pussy.  My body jerked as his member made contact with my engorged clit, and I pushed it quickly back down toward my wanting opening.

	If youre going to fuck me, put it in me now, I urged him in a whisper.

	Larry drew away from me, supporting himself on his arms, his eyes looking into mine.  He watched my face intently as he slid his cock deep inside me.  I felt him ease in, splitting the labia and stretching me as his meat lodged in my depths.

	You like that, he said, softly.  You like the way I feel sliding into you.

	Yes, I whispered in acknowledgement.  You fill me up.  I love the way it feels.

	Your eyes glassed over and your face had a look of determination, he told me.

	Youre fucking me, I murmured.  I wanted you inside me.  I want you to fit.  I want you to feel as good as I do with your cock inside me.

	Larry smiled.  I feel like Im inside a warm, velvet envelope, caressing me on all sides, like I fit perfectly.

	I intentionally squeezed myself on him.

	Now, Larry, I ordered him. Please fuck me now.

	Larry withdrew halfway and then eased himself back in.  The electric shocks fired off along the whole length of my tunnel as I felt his member rub along its length.  I groaned with the feeling, closing my eyes as the sensation overcame me.

	No, Larry said.  Open your eyes.  I want to watch your face as I make you come.

	I opened my eyes and looked into his face, stern and set with his exertion.  I raised my hips to meet his next thrust and we establish as slow, deep pattern of penetration and withdrawal.

	That is exquisite, I told him.  I dont think Ill ever get enough of that.

	You have to tell me when youre coming, Larry directed.

	Youll know, I whispered.  Youll be able to feel it.

	I know, he said, but I want to hear you admit it.  I want to hear you tell me.

	I lay there, feeling him slide through my essence, his rhythm inexorable, constant, inevitable, and inescapable.  Each time he drove into me, I raised my hips to meet him, encouraging him and positioning myself to accept his deepest thrust.

	I love the fucking youre giving me, I whispered to him.  No wonder Dawn loves you so much.

	The mention of her name caused us both to look across the room at our spouses.  Dawn had positioned herself sitting on the edge of our easy chair.  My Steven was kneeling in front of her.  Dawn had her hands wrapped around his head as she arched her back to allow him access to her breasts.  He continued to suck on them as one of his hands probed, manipulated and stroked her pussy.  The other was occupied on his own engorged meat, sliding up and down it.

	Lay down, Dawn ordered, her voice husky with desire.  Im going to fuck you.

	Dutifully, Steven lay on his back, his head not three inches from mine.  In seconds Dawn knelt across his chest, then slid herself backwards until she made contact with his cock.  She grasped it and shoved herself farther down until my husband was buried inside her.

	Oh, yeah, she moaned.  God, I love that hot cock inside me.

	Steven and I, both lying on our backs, our heads inches apart, looked at one another.  Steven smiled at me.

	Youre beautiful when youre getting fucked, he said.

	If feels so good, I managed to get out as the sensations within me began to build.  He has a very nice cock.

	Im glad youre having fun, my husband said.  

	Oh, yes, I murmured.  Fun and more.  You, too!

	I turned my attention back to Larry.

	Keep fucking me, Larry, I ordered.  Its happening.  Im going to come!

	Tell me when, Larry grunted, his exertion making him breathless.

	Soon, I moaned.  I can feel it coming on!  Dont stop.  Fuck me!  Oh, yes!  Now! I screamed as I felt the contractions pulse through my lower quarters.

	Yes! I cried, Oh, yes!  Fuck me!  Oh, yes!  Please!

	I felt pressure on my right hand and looked over at my husband.  His eyes were fixed on me, his hand gripping mine as my climax washed over me.  My hips bucked against the pressure of Larrys driving cock.  I just wanted to weep with the joy of the moment, my husband watching as my insides clamped and released on this marvelous cock, his hand holding mine as our friend made me come.  I felt absolutely flushed with love and tenderness for this marvelous man who allowed me the wondrous feelings I was experiencing.

	Larry was not done with me, yet.  With my heart full of the overwhelming feelings of safety, security, and joy, Larry continued to drive into me, sweeping me from the conclusion of one orgasm into the beginnings of yet another.  I looked away from Steven to see Larry smiling broadly.  His eyes were locked on those of his wife who was seated firmly and comfortably on my husband, with his cock buried deeply inside her.  His hips beat against me, shoving his hardness in and out of my quivering dampness.

	She looked on at her husband and me, her hips twitching occasionally on Stevens hardness while Larry continued to pound into me.  His eyes shone brightly and his nostrils flared with the exertion.  The rate of his thrusts increased and I moaned with the glorious feeling as my next orgasm swelled in the background.  Larrys pace quickened and I knew he was nearing an explosion of his man-juice inside me.

	Come deep inside me, Larry, I urged him.  Spray your come deep inside.  I want to feel your hot juice deep in my belly.

	Larry grunted, shifted his arms a bit and drove himself onward with ever increasing speed and determination.


	Yes, Larry! I cried, the orgasm cresting over me.  Come for me.  Come inside me!  Do it now, Larry!  Shoot your cream inside me!

	Larry pushed his hips to the fullest extent, planting his cock in my deepest recesses.  I felt the shaft swell as he held me there.  My own clamping and releasing did not slacken, but milked the hot semen from his throbbing member.  Larry groaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear in a grunt of celebration and victory.  I could feel the splash of his come bathing my insides, hot spurts and a warm bath of his essence.

	I screamed!  Oh, fuck!  Oh, yes!  Im coming, too!  Fuck, yes!

	When Larry was spent he groaned and rolled off me, his cock leaving a gaping emptiness between my legs.  I was a touch disappointed.  Larry was completely exhausted.  He groaned and lay on his back on the carpet, panting and gasping.

	I looked at Steven, who chuckled when my eyes rolled upward and I wheezed out a Whew!  He handed me a towel.  I quickly tucked it between my legs to catch any of Larrys liquid that oozed out.

	I love how you scream, Steven said.  Its so slutty.

	Well, I guess we know Im a slut, now, I answered.

	Can I expect more of the same in our bedroom? he asked.

	I brushed my fingers across his face.  Try to make me stop, I told him.

	Hey, you! Dawn snapped at Steven.  I yell at you.

	I know it, Steven said, and I love it.  Lets do it some more.

	With that encouragement, Dawn began to slowly ride my husband.  Larry and I recovered enough to lean against the sofa, pull at our drinks and, eventually, nibble on the remains of the snacks.  It was like watching a porn video except we were all intimately involved with the actors.  And, we knew they werent acting.  The really enjoyed their time together and got very much into it.

	Dawn stayed atop Steven through her first orgasm.

	That was good, she said, moving off of him, But I really prefer it this way.

	She swung back to my husband and knelt on the carpet, planting her forearms on the cushion of the easy chair.

	Come on, Stud, she ordered.  Pound me from behind.

	Larry didnt hesitate a second.  He was on his knees in a moment pressing his engorged cock into her sweet slot as she moaned in approval.

	Why do you like it this way? Steven asked her.

	Because, she said, with a little groan, youre fucking me, really fucking me.  Im not being bad.  I cant keep you from fucking me.  You have the power this way.  Youre chosing to fuck me.  Im being used by you.

	I raised an eyebrow to Larry.  She ever tell you about this?

	He shrugged.  Yeah.  She likes to be fucked more than fucking.  I think some of it is about not knowing who is doing it.  My guess is that deep down shed like to be gangbanged.

	Well, help yourself, I told him.  After Steven is through, have a go at it.  Well see if thats what she really wants.

	Larry chuckled.  I doubt Im in any condition to do that, he said.  Ive just had a pretty vigorous workout with my new lover.

	Ill bet your new lover can get you into shape for another go.  Would you like to find out?

	In a few minutes, he said, feigning a panting sound.  Let me catch my breath.

	It will take them a while, I assume.  Drink a beer and well see if I cant encourage you to participate in a mini-gangbang.

	As Steven continued to press his advantage over Dawn, Larry slowly drank his beer.  I thought Dawns vocalization and Stevens groans and grunts might have some effect on Larry.  He was half-finished when I took his member in my hand and found it only mildly turgid.

	We will have to fix this, I said, and began to lick and suck the generous portion of meat that Larry possessed.

	Holy Shit! Larry belted out as I sucked his half-flaccid member into my warm, soft, damp mouth.  I looked into his face as his cock slid between my lips.  I released him with a little kiss on the end.

	You dont like it? I asked.

	Yeah, sure, but, he stammered.  I just didnt think


	What?  You didnt think I liked to suck cock?

	Larry shook his head.

	Well, I like to suck this one, I said, and dived back onto his flesh.

	By the time Steven grunted his ejaculation inside Dawn, I had Larry at attention and raring for some hot fucking.

	Go on, Larry, I urged.  Go fuck your wife.  I want to watch.

	Will you be watching? he asked with a hint of disbelief.

	You bet.  I want to see how you look fucking somebody else.

	Steven fell back against the sofa next to me and held out his hand for a beer.

	Good fuck? I asked.

	Hmmm, he hummed in assent.

	Larry approached his wife.  She had half turned away from the chair.

	Hold it there, you slut, he ordered.  Your husband wants a crack at that sweet piece of tail.

	You bastard, Dawn snarled at him.  What makes you think

	In spite of her protest, Dawn turned back around to the easy chair as Larry knelt behind her and began feeding his Terri-hardened cock into her juicy slit.

	Because, youre a slut, Larry snarled at her, and you love to fuck.  You love to fuck and dont care who fucks you.

	Dawn hummed in ecstasy as Larry sank himself inside her.

	Youre right, you bum, she snapped.  This body was made for fucking.  You better do it right.

	Steven and I watched as Larry pounded into Dawn for nearly fifteen minutes.  She screamed horrible obscenities no less than three times in that period as Larry made her come.  Finally, he could last no more.  He grabbed her thighs and pulled her hard back against him.  He looked at the ceiling and groaned deeply as he shot all he had inside his wife.

	He pulled away from her.

	Christ, she griped, what a mess!

	Larry tossed her a towel.  You need a shower, babe, he said.  You got two loads of come squeezing out everywhere.

	I know, Dawn said.

	Well, what did you think? I asked Dawn.

	About what? she queried back at me.

	About your mini gangbang.  Did you like it?

	Something else.  You need to try it.

	You think youd be up for a real one? I asked.

	Dawn looked at me.  Fucked by four or five guys, one after another, like that?

	Yeah, I said, like that.

	Dawn shrugged.  Could be fun.

	It was two in the morning after wed all showered and reconvened in the den.  Everyone helped me remove the remains of our snacks to the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher. 

	You guys can sleep over, I offered Larry and Dawn.  Weve got that spare room.

	Where would you be most comfortable? Larry asked me.

	In my own bed, I said, somewhat confused by the question.

	Good, Larry said, thats settled.  Steven and Dawn in the spare room.  Terri and me in the master bedroom.

	Oh! I said.  I didnt think

	Larry smiled at me.  Unless youd rather not.

	No, thats not I stammered.  Thats fine.  Is that okay with everybody?

	Fine, Dawn said.  Were good til breakfast.  Say, ten oclock?

	Tens good, I told her.

	Steven? Dawn nudged him.


	Yeah, sure.  Tens good.

	Larry laughed.  The sleeping arrangements, dodo, he teased.  Are they all right with you?

	Oh, that, Steven replied, looking at Dawn.  Yeah.  Thats fine.

	We paired off, Dawn with my husband and I with hers, and made our way to the bedrooms.

	I stripped the cover down on the bed and slid into it.  Larry got in on the other side.  He lay on his side facing me.

	Larry, look, I said, I am honestly beat.  Can we get a few hours of sleep beforeyou know?


	Sure, sweetie, he said, smiling.  Well sleep for a little while.  Whoever wakes up first gets to start.

	Yeah, I said.

	I lay there naked on my back, looking into the dark toward the ceiling with this stranger equally naked, lying next to me.

	Larry, I whispered.

	Uh huh? he responded.

	This was really good.  I had fun.

	Me, too, Terri.  Im glad we did it.

	You think well do it again?

	I dont know, Ter.  I hope so.

	Me, too.  I didnt think Id like it, you know, Steven and Dawn together and all.  But, I did.  I liked watching them.  And, I was even a little jealous when you were doing her.  I liked fucking you, too.

	Larry chuckled.  Well, I liked fucking you, too, Ter.  Youre fun, energetic, and enthusiastic.  All those things make it fun with you.

	Are we going to fuck again later, Larry?  Tonight, I mean?

	I sure hope so, Terri.

	I rolled over to face him.  My left hand snaked under the covers and captured his manhood.

	Uh, Terri, Larry whispered.

	This is how I sleep with Steven.  I like the feeling of having it in my hand.

	Oh, he mumbled.  Okay.  Get some sleep.

	I closed my eyes.  Sleep came quickly



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 4
 

	I made my way to kitchen at about 8:30.  I had help waking up from Larry.  After what was for us a very gentle session of screwing in which I rode him to a mutual orgasm, I rinsed off in the shower, ordered him back to bed and went to start breakfast.

	Steven arrived a few minutes after the coffee started to drip into the carafe.  

	You okay? he asked, his voice nicely tinged with concern.

	Im fine, I answered lightly.  You?

	Good, he told me.  You know, he continued after a few seconds pause, Ive never seen you look as beautiful as you did last night.  You were simply awesome.

	I smiled at him.  Why baby, I said, patting him on his cheek, dont you know I always have the marvelous, golden glow after a good fucking?

	Hrmph, he snuffed.  I dont ever remember seeing you like that after we did it.

	I busied myself digging for biscuits, bagels, and other breakfast paraphernalia in the refrigerator/freezer as I answered.  Maybe you were always too close to it before.  Maybe it was drowned out by your own warm and wonderful glow.

	He chuckled.  Could be.  Once again, he paused a few seconds.

	So, he said, softly.  Were okay?

	I stopped, turned, and looked directly at him.  Yes, darling.  Were okay.  We had killer sex last night, but we still love each other and I plan on keeping you around.  Okay?

	Okay, Terri, he mumbled, head down.  I didnt mean to piss you off.

	Sweetie, Im not pissed off.  Im no more pissed off than if youd had a really terrific dinner last night.  I had one, too.  We both enjoyed it, and are both fine, arent we?

	Steven nodded.  I am, he said.

	So am I, I told him, returning to my labors.  Stop looking for trouble where there isnt any.

	Steven came up from behind me and kissed me lightly on the neck.  I love you, he whispered.

	I know and I love you, too.  But, you better stop that, I warned him.  You know what happens when I get kissed on the neck.

	Now, go get a shower and send Dawn out to help me fix this breakfast, I ordered him.

	Yes, maam, he snapped back with a mock salute.

	My dark-haired friend arrived in a few minutes, wrapped in a terrycloth robe. 

	Crap, Terri, she groused.  Arent you going to put some clothes on?

	I dont see why I should.  Everybody heres seen everything.  What are you being so modest about?  Bite marks?

	I dont have any bite marks, she giggled.  I just thought, since were back to normal today

	Whatever, Dawn, I said.  If you feel more comfortable hiding that deliciously voluptuous slut-bitch body under a robe, thats fine with me.

	Fine, Dawn grumbled and shrugged out of the robe.  If youre going to behave like a come-loving harlot, I guess I can, too.

	Well, I said, pouring her a cup of fresh coffee, how do you feel this morning, besides modest.

	Fucked, she said.  Only, really well fucked, not fucked over.  I can still feel him in there, you know?

	I laughed at her.  Im not surprised.  Whats it been, ten, fifteen minutes?

	Laying out the tub of strawberry cream cheese next to the bagels, I turned and raised an eyebrow at my friend.

	Well, a little bit longer than that, she sniffed.  Hes very energetic, though, you know?

	I do know, I affirmed.  He likes it.  And, I think he likes you, too.

	I did my best to make it interesting, Dawn told me.  I could tell Steven wasnt disappointed in you, either.

	That feeling is mutual, I told her.  So is the one you mentioned before.  I can still feel him as if he was moving down there.

	What do we do now? she asked, taking a sip of her coffee.

	I shrugged.  Eat breakfast, I guess.

	And after that?

	I dont know, Dawn.  This was your idea, remember?

	Do you guys have any plans for the rest of the weekend?

	I thought for a moment.  Ive got thirty-six holes of golf to play, and then theres that Iron Man competition I signed up for at the Y, I joked.

	All right, she said.  I thought that we might just continue to spend the weekend together.  Make it a clothing prohibited event.  Youve got the pool and the den.   If you dont mind, that is.  Ill send Larry over to the house to get steaks and stuff to cook out tonight.

	You mean make it a naked swap meet all weekend?

	Dawn shrugged.  Sure, why not?  We started last night.  Well just continue on until Monday when the boys head off to work.

	I thought about the idea of spending the weekend naked and available.  It sounded like a great idea to me.

	Except for one thing, I added.

	What?

	From now on theres no exclusivity.  If I want to jump Stevens bones, thats got to be okay.  Same with you and Larry.

	Yeah, thats good, Dawn said, her eyes shining.  Hell, we could even do a couple of threesomes, you know?  Have both boys service each of us in turn.

	You are such a deviant pervert, I told her, laughing.

	Well, hell, yes! she laughed.  And, if we feel like it, we may even give them the dream of every stud in creation.


	Whats that? I asked, still giggling.

	Two girls on each guy, Dawn said, nodding sagely and smiling broadly.

	Shhhh! I whispered, hearing the approach of male footsteps.

	Larry walked into the kitchen clad in a pair of shorts.  What are you two conspiring about, he asked, bending over to kiss his wife on the lips.

	Never you mind, stud, she said.  Oh, and get those shorts off.  Clothing is prohibited for the remainder of the weekend, she ordered, winking at me.

	So thats why theres this amazing collection of beautiful feminine flesh exposed here.

	Wheres Steven? Dawn asked him.

	I havent seen him, he answered, stepping out of his shorts.  I though you were his keeper.

	Ive been keeping him buried inside me, if thats what you mean, Dawn snapped at her husband nastily.

	Boy, Ill bet he hated that, Larry easily said, sticking his tongue out at his wife.

	Why dont you see if you can find him, Dawn, I suggested, before the two of you come to blows.

	Blow job would be more like it, Dawn snickered, flipping Larrys flaccid member up and down.

	Hey! I growled.  Careful.  You messing with my tool, there.

	Mighty damned possessive, arent we? Dawn laughed.  All right, she said, Ill go see if I can find my own plaything in the form of your husband.  Weve got to teach these boys the rules, dont we?

	Right, I said, offering Larry a steaming cup of coffee.

	Rules? he asked.  There are rules?

	Wait, I ordered.  When Steven comes out well run over the rules for the rest of the weekend.

	Dawn left Larry and I together in the kitchen alone.  He sipped his coffee.  He would barely look at me.

	Whats with you? I finally asked him.

	Nothing, he mumbled.  Maybe Im a little embarrassed.

	Why?

	Well, I was glad to hear were continuing for the rest of the weekend.  Frankly, I like being with you, you know.

	Youre not getting all emotional on me, are you?  I mean, this is supposed to be for fun, not for sloppy emotions.

	No, no! he protested.  Nothing like that.  I was just remembering earlier this morning.  You know, real early, when I woke you up, you know.

	Oh, yeah, I responded.  It was very early in the morning when Larry awakened me by tonguing me, licking my labia and clit until I groaned with an orgasm.  I returned the favor, sucking him until he shot his hot come down my throat.

	Well, I really liked that.  I want to do it again.

	Which part?  Eating me or getting a blow job from me?

	Both were delightful, Terri.  But, I really preferred licking you.  I want to do it some more.

	I felt a shiver go through me.  Larry was artful.  I kind of wanted some more of that, as well.

	I dont know why youd be embarrassed about that.  You like it.  I like it.  Lets plan to do it some more.

	You are just awesome, you know that? he said.

	Why?  Dawn ever deny you the pleasure? I asked.

	Nope, he said, easily.  I just liked doing you.

	Dawn arrived dragging Steven along by his peter.  He looked damp.

	He was in the shower, she said.  I hurried him along.

	Good, I said.  Shall we begin?

	Dawn started.  Weve decided were all having a lot of fun.  So, were going to let this little rendezvous continue.  Here are the rules.  Clothing is prohibited in this house and its confines.  If any of us has to leave, as Larry will in a little while, only minimal clothing will be permitted, which will be removed at once when he returns.

	Where? Larry began to say until Dawn shushed him.

	Well tell you when and where in a while.  Be patient, she said.

	Other than the no clothing rule, there are only two others.  No means no, and theres no more exclusivity.  Each partner is available to whomever.  We can swap or not.  We can gang up, or not, depending on how we feel.

	In return for their hospitality, Dawn continued, Larry and I will feed Steven and Terri steaks, baked potatoes and salad tonight.  Thats why Larry has to go to our house.

	Oh, Larry said, nodding.  I see.

	Sex, everybody, Dawn stated.  Whenever and wherever, as long as your partner agrees.  Agreed?

	Agreed, Steven said, looking at me.

	Yeah, sure, Larry said.

	Terri? Dawn queried.


	Absolutely.

	We cleaned up from breakfast.  

	Larry seemed to follow Steves lead.  As I was bent over loading the dishwasher, Steve came up behind me and cupped my breasts in his hands.  I stopped, then continued to invert the cups in the upper rack.  As I closed it up I stood, and Steve stood with me, leaning over to kiss my neck from behind.

	Youre pretty frisky for an old married man, I whispered to him.

	Its been a while since I made love to my wife, he whispered back.

	Larry, as I said, seemed to follow Stevens lead.  He walked to the table in the breakfast nook where Dawn was seated.  He held his firming cock in one hand and caressed her head with the other.  Dawn looked at him and licked her lips.

	A little breakfast desert roll? she asked.

	With some cream for your coffee, if you like, Larry murmured.

	Hmmmm, Dawn hummed, capturing his rubbery member in her hand and feeding it between her beautiful, full lips.

	Meanwhile, Stevens kisses on my neck had my juices flowing.  As he fondled my breasts, pinching and pulling at my nipples, my own fingers found the damp slit between my legs and the growing little bump of my clitoris.  I rubbed two fingers across it while my other hand slid up Stevens leg to capture his sack.  The weight of his balls surprised me.

	I was sure Dawn had emptied these for you, I murmured.

	Mmmm, Steven hummed.  She tried her best, but Im sure theres still some left in there for you.

	I turned around to face my husband and dropped to my knees.  His generous cock bobbed gently in front of me.  I captured it with one hand, my other being occupied between my own legs.  I drew his manhood toward me and kissed the tip, sliding my tongue into the tiny slit at the end.  Stevens hip thrust forward and his cock disappeared into my mouth, filling me up with warm, smooth, thick meat.

	My kitchen was silent except for the slurping of Dawn and me as we administered loving blow jobs to our respective spouses.  

	Suddenly, Dawn yelled out, Switch!

	I looked at her, startled.

	Lets switch! she said emphatically, pointing her husbands erect cock in my direction.  I pulled back from Steven and tugged his member toward my friend.  I reached out and grabbed Larrys meat from her and pulled him to me.

	His cock was slippery wet from Dawns saliva, but I wasnt the least put off.  It slid easily between my lips as I cupped his heavy ball sack in my hand and bobbed my head on him.  The size was a little different from Stevens.  Stevens cock was meaty and thick.  Larry was a little longer but thinner.  

	I could hear Steven groan as Dawn sucked him off.  When I looked around Larrys thigh,
Dawn had her hands latched on Stevens ass and was pumping his hips into her face.  Her lips curled around his member as it slid in and out of her succulent mouth.  Steven had his hands in her curly black hair, following her movements rather than forcing them.

	Larry had his hands cupped around my jaws.  I was still fingering myself as I fondled Larrys balls and slid my lips the length of his cock.  I felt his heat increase as the sensations built in his loins.

	I pulled back from Larrys cock and hollered, Switch!

	This time, the men needed little encouragement.  Steven stepped away from Dawn and came to me.  Larry walked the two steps to Dawn with haste.  She sucked him into her mouth and wrapped her hands around his ass, in the same manner as she had held Steven.

	Stevens meat felt wonderful in my mouth.  I pulled back long enough to tell him, I love you feel in my mouth, then returned to him with increased vigor.  This time I was determined that his spunk would be mine.  I renewed my efforts, handling his balls with gentleness but increased speed as his meat swelled between my lips.

	Yes, baby, I whispered.  Come in my mouth.

	Im close, Steven groaned aloud.

	Oh, yeah, Larry agreed.  Me, too!

	I replanted my hand on Stevens cock to steady it as I plunged down on it.  I tightened my lips and increased the speed of my strokes, my tongue lashing the underside, urging his come out of his body.  Steven began thrusting with his hips, a sure indication that he could feel his orgasm building in the back of his thighs.

	Oh, baby, he moaned, Im coming!

	Stevens cock seemed to swell in size, then the bottom twitched and the first spurt of his hot come splashed into my waiting mouth.  I swallowed quickly and readied myself for the onslaught of the next few spasms.

	Oh, yes, he groaned.  Oh, that is good.

	The splash of his come bathed my tongue and coated the tissue of my mouth.  It felt warm, slimy and salty, all at once.  I swallowed again, and my tongue pressed along the bottom of his cock, from base to tip, milking out whatever raiment of his jism remained within.  I started sucking in earnest, urging him to send his seminal fluids to me.

	Oh, God! Larry called out.  Suck it, baby!

	I caught Dawns eye as she accepted the first squirt of Larrys juices.  Then she pulled away as the remaining spurts landed on her face, her lips, and on her throat.  It was the sexiest thing Id seen.  Dawn had herself a come bath with her husbands juices, the same juices Id swallowed early this morning, and the same juices that had been filling my pussy since last night.

	I moved toward Dawn.  I felt entranced by the sight of Larrys come on her face and neck.  I reached out my tongue and licked it off her face, then her lips.   What had started as a lick turned into a French kiss as Dawn sucked my come-coated tongue into her mouth.  My heart was pounding in my chest as I realized what was happening.  Not only was I engaged in a super-sexy weekend long swap session, but I was actually involved in my first female-on-female sexual encounter.

	Dawn held my head as I withdrew from our kiss and aimed for the come spurt that Larry had landed on her neck.  I opened my mouth and planted it on the velvety soft skin, licking the come from her flesh.  

	I pulled back from Dawn.  My knees wont stand much more of this, I whispered hoarsly.  Lets go into the den.

	We made our way into the den, Dawn leading, I following and the men behind us.  Once their, Dawn sat on the carpet and motioned to me to sit next to her.  I sat facing her.  We wrapped our arms around one another and Dawns lips found mine.  I felt her tongue pressing against my lips and opened to allow her access.  Our tongues battled as if unable to get enough of the taste and feel of one another.

	I felt her hand locate my breast and begin to fondle it.  Likewise, I released my grip on Dawn and tried to find the flesh of her breast.  She was so soft yet firm.  Her nipple felt like a little rubber hump in the center of that soft mound of flesh.  I focused on tugging it like I like to have my tugged.  

	Having gone this far, I thought, what the hell?  From that point on I concentrated on touching, kissing and fondling Dawn the way I like to feel it.  That is probably why women often say other women are better at making love than men.

	Speaking of men, when I looked up, Steven was seated on the easy chair watching with his mouth agape.  Larry was behind me on the sofa, leaning forward as if he was going to miss something.

	Dawn lay back on the carpet, her breasts pointed to the sky.  I rolled forward until I lay close to her.  My mouth sought out her breasts and I began to tongue her nipples.  Dawn took my right hand and guided it to the soft folds between her legs.  I knew what she wanted.  I spread her lips with my fingers and gently probed and rubbed on her clit.  Her knees came up and her hips thrust forward until one of my fingers penetrated her.  She groaned.

	Sixty-nine, she whispered.

	I froze for a second.  I had never done this before.  I hoped desperately I wouldnt screw it up.

	I rolled over on top of Dawn.  Using the forefingers of both hands I spread her lips and stuck my tongue on the gleaming pearl of her clit.  At the same time, I felt her fingers invade me, and a soft, strumming sensation across my own clit.  Dawn clamped her lips on my labia and attacked my clit with lips, tongue and little nibble with her teeth.  It felt glorious!

	If this is what it felt like, I knew I had to give the same sensation to my friend.  I pressed my lips into Dawns pussy.  My tongue slid easily down her slit and into her waiting hole.  This hole, I thought, where my husbands cock had so recently lodged.  I slid my tongue in a circle, then slid back out and down to her clit, which I tried to suck into my mouth.

	Dawns hips bucked against my assault.  I slid the bottom of my tongue, the slickest part, along her clit.  Dawn pounded up and down as I did, setting her own rhythm for the stimulation of her delicate sense organ.  At the same time I could feel her tongue and fingers probing me.  Every time she licked across my clit it made shivers run along my spine.

	We continued to lick, dig and tantalize each other in this fashion until Dawn moaned.

	Im coming, she groaned.  Press it harder and Ill come.

	I pushed on her clit with my tongue, sweeping it across with increasing intensity and speed.  Her hips bucked up and down on my face.  I was so concentrated on making my friend come that I lost track of what she was doing to me.

	Oh! I heard her cry.  Oh, yes!  Terri!  Make me come!

	The last was almost a scream.  I drove two fingers deep inside her as I continued to lick ferociously at the pearl-like bud of her clit.  I could feel the contractions of her vaginal tunnel as the convulsion swept through her.  What I also felt was her fingers deep inside me.  I assume it was her thumb flaying my clit.

	The inside of my thighs ached with wanting.  In the pit of my belly I could feel the ball of my orgasm beginning.  I plunged my hips on her hand, urging her to bring me to completion.  Suddenly she rolled me over and drove her fingers into me in nearly brutal fashion.  She was fucking me with her fingers, licking my clit and slit and pushing me over the edge.

	Im coming, Dawn! I wept.  Oh, yes, sweetie, Im coming.

	The contractions swept through me.  I cried in ecstasy.  Oh, yes!  Oh, yes!  Oh, please, yes! was all I could verbalize.

	When the sweep of our orgasms had passed, we lay on the floor, naked and nearly exhausted.

	Dawn hunched herself up on her elbows.  Well, she said with finality.  Never done that before.

	Me either, I said, from my position flat on the floor.

	What did you think? she asked Steven, looking at him over her head.

	It was hot, he said.  Definitely hot.

	And you? she asked her husband, who was facing her.

	Amazing.  Incredible.

	She turned toward me.  What did you think? she asked.

	I considered my answer for a long time.  I think, I said, slowly, that Im glad you and I did this.  I hope well do it again, sometime.

	Theres a but in there, she said.

	I shrugged my shoulders.  What can I say?  I prefer cock.

	Everybody laughed.




Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 5
 

	Its all just an act, you know, I told Dawn as we lay naked sunning ourselves by the pool, greased up with sun block, both wearing dark glasses.

	She had commented on my apparent ease with remaining in the nude as we maneuvered around the house and patio area.  Her husband, Larry, had departed to collect items for the evenings dinner from their house, two doors down from ours.  My husband, Steven, lay on the opposite side of the pool as Dawn had demanded.

	We need to do some girl talk, she ordered.  Buzz off!

	Steven hadnt even grumbled.  He simply dove into the pool and emerged on the other side, situating himself on one of the plastic chairs placed sporadically around the perimeter of the pool.

	What do you mean by an act? Dawn asked.  You seem to be quite comfortable and confident.

	Im acting, I said.  Its my nature to be kind of modest.  So Im fighting that instinct to behave like I dont care.  Im really very conscious of my nudity.

	Maybe thats what makes you so hot, Dawn proffered.  That sense of being naughty makes you seem very sexy.  Hell!  I mean, you ARE sexy.  That sensuality just seems to surround you.  We can almost feel it.

	Well, we are being naughty, arent we? I answered.  I seem to remember being fairly well put off by the idea at first.

	Yes, but the more we talked about it, the more interested you got.

	That was your fault, and Stevens.  Dont you think its sexy and naughty?

	Of course I do.  Thats why Im loving it.  Its not every day I get to fuck somebody besides Larry, you know.

	I thought for a minute about how that sounded.  Have you done this before, then? I asked her.

	Nope, she said easily.  I havent had any strange cock in the six years weve been married.  But, I have to tell you, I really like it.

	So youll do it some more?

	Dawn raised herself up on her elbows.  I watched from behind my sunglasses as a little drop of sweat rolled between her gorgeous breasts.  I think Im comfortable with you and Steven.  Larry seems to be all right with it.  I dont know that Id feel the same way with somebody else in the picture.

	I was silent, formulating my next thought.  Do you think well do this again sometime?

	Dawn lay back on her lounger.  Id like to, she said.  I like Steven.  I like the shape, weight and texture of his cock, in my mouth and my pussy.  Hes good, you know, Ter.  Youre lucky to have him.

	I looked over at my husband leaning back in his chair with a small smile on his face.

	I know.  Hes a sweetheart, too.  He was all worried this morning that Id be pissed off about him being with you.

	Were you?

	No, Sweetie.  I think that Id be a lot more uncomfortable if it wasnt you and Larry.  But, knowing you guys, and loving you the way I do, its made this a lot easier to do.  I knew you were fucking him to fuck him, not to steal him away from me.  Thats why I could behave so wantonly with Larry.  It was just sex.

	Tell me about Larry, Ter.  Has he been good?

	Oh, yeah!  Hes been terrific!  Thing is, I cant help thinking about the way the two of you are together when hes fucking me.  I wonder if you get the same kind of feelings I do, like, when he was eating me out.  Hes really good at that, you know.  Then, when I was giving him a blow job, I wondered if I was as good for him as you are.

	Well, Dawn said, slowly, hed better be good.  I told him hed better treat you like a precious present that Im giving him.  Its his ass if he doesnt do you right.

	Hes been great.  Really.  Very attentive and enthusiastic.

	Look at that hunk over there, Dawn said, referring to Steven across the pool, waving her hand in his general direction.  You know, his cock is just about perfect.

	It is a nice one, I agreed.

	Can I keep sharing it with you? she asked, a broad grin on her face.  I really, really like it.

	I dont see why not, I answered, as long as you dont mind sharing yours with me.

	Hers arrived with the dinner items in a large cooler.  He opened the door to the patio and smiled broadly when he saw us lying naked next to the pool.

	What should I do with this stuff? he hollered.

	Leave the steaks out to thaw, Dawn hollered back.  Leave the salad stuff on ice.  Then take off those fucking shorts and come on out here.

	When Larry finished his task and walked toward us, Dawn issued another order.

	Were having a girl talk, she said.  Go sit over there with your buddy.  Well let you know when we want you.

	Fine, Larry said with a broad grin.  Ill just sit over there and watch the two luscious sluts on the other side of the pool, dreaming about how nice it will be to fuck both of you.

	Speaking of that, Dawn whispered, have you thought any more about taking on both of them or ganging up on them?

	Sure! I answered.  But weve got plenty of time.

	Youre right, she said, shifting her position slightly.  For new, we can just lie here and bake, get all hot and nasty, and imagine what it would be like to suck one while the other fucks us.

	Youve got it all planned out, havent you? I laughed at my friend.

	Pretty much.  Im planning on sucking your husbands perfect cock while mine fucks me from behind.  I love having that cock of his in my mouth.

	Or anywhere else, I quipped.

	Yeah, Dawn laughed.  Its a nice, snug fit in my pussy, too.

	Have you ever done two at once before? I asked.

	Dawn tilted down her glasses and peered at me over the top.  Sweetie, I told you this was the first time I ever did something like this.

	Of course.  I forgot.

	Have you?

	Me?  Well, I pulled the train for the track team once.  Then there was the time I took on the chess club.

	Sorry I asked, she said.  Seeing you like youve been today makes me forget you used to be the uptight old Terri.

	Did you actually think I was uptight?

	Repressed, uptight, staid and a little prudish.  But, I think youre growing out of it.

	When Larry first mentioned hed like to fuck you, I told him he was dreaming, she continued.  I didnt really think wed ever get to this point.

	Because I was such a prude?

	Something like that.  Ive got to tell you, I was stunned when you called the other night, you know, when you said we should try this.

	While I was fucking Steven, you mean.

	Well, she said, slowly, especially that you actually told me you were doing him right then.  It was a bit of a shocker.

	I have to admit, it was a bit out of character for me.  This whole business is outside the realm of anything Id ever considered.

	But, its okay, isnt it? Dawn asked.  I mean, we are having fun, arent we?

	Yeah.  Its okay.  Its more than okay.  Im having a really good time.

	Underneath every prude is a slut clawing to get out, Dawn remarked.

	Now you think Im a slut, I told her, trying to sound injured.

	Definitely, she said.  And, Im so proud of you.

	Larry! she hollered across the pool.  Come on over.  I need to ask you something.

	Larry dove into the pool and in several strong strokes was supporting himself on his forearms as he looked at us.

	Do you think Terri is a slut? she polled him.

	What is this, a trick question? he asked in return.

	Just answer, Dawn snapped at him.

	I think shes energetic, enthusiastic, and fun.  Hows that? he said.

	A slut, Dawn said.  Okay.  You can go back to your holding pen.

	Steven! she bellowed.

	In a trice Steven was on our side of the pool.

	What?

	Do you think your wife is a slut? Dawn asked.

	No, Steven said, faithfully.  Shes a highly strung sexual creature, but not a slut.

	Shes a slut, Dawn said, and if you dont watch her, shell be fucking every capable male in the cul-de-sac.  Now that she knows she likes it, shes going to fuck everything that moves.

	I seriously doubt that, I said.

	Steven, Dawn said, why dont you go make us some margueritas?  And, if you do it well and are a nice boy, I might let you get close to some pussy later on.

	You know, Steven told her, you have tendencies toward being a real bitch.

	I know, Dawn answered with a small shrug, but Im a fantastic piece of ass.

	That you are, speaking of sluts, Steven mumbled, then grinned broadly at her.

	Go! she ordered him.  Its your responsibility to make us into drunken sluts.

	Steven padded off toward the kitchen signaling Larry to follow him.

	I believe, Dawn said, that we ought to double team him when he comes back.

	What about Larry?

	He can fend for himself for a half hour or so.  Hell, he may even be creative enough to figure out a way to join in.

	When Steven reappeared with the drinks Dawn had him set the tray on a table.  She took a sip from one of the glasses and pronounced it acceptable.  Then she took hold of his flaccid cock and announced, Your wife and I have decided that you need to get laid.  Set your ass down over there and well see if we cant fulfill that need.


	Steven sat on the lounger where shed pointed.

	Lie down, she ordered, motioning me to join her.

	Dawn and I knelt on opposite side of the lounger.  She started by sucking his rubbery manhood into her mouth and manipulating it a bit.  Then she handed it to me.

	You can suck on my tits while Terri makes you ready to fuck, she told my husband.

	I licked the length of him and swirled my tongue around the head.  Steven dutifully licked and nibbled at Dawns glorious globes, paying particular attention to her dark nipples.

	Soon, Dawn reached back and took his prick away from me.  She leaned over it and swallowed the meat until her nose was buried in his pubic growth.  Steven made a sucking sound through his teeth as Dawns tongue flailed along the hardening surface of his member.

	She pulled back long enough to lick her wet lips and whisper to me, You ride his face.  Im taking this glorious cock.

	I stood next to my husbands lounger even with his head.

	I want you to eat me, I whispered hoarsely.  Then I stepped astraddle the lounger and settled myself over his lips.

	Stevens tongue slashed into me, causing me to moan.  His lips and tongue found the bead of my clit and he proceeded to lash against it, sending shockwaves through my body.

	I unsteadily stood up, realizing I couldnt see what Dawn was doing.  I reversed my position and lowered myself back onto Stevens face.

	Dawn had Stevens cock nearly erect.  She played her fingers across its length, kissed and licked it up and down, and cradled his balls in her hand.  She finally looked up at me and smiled naughtily.  She put out her hands and interlaced her fingers with mine.  Then she squatted across Stevens hips.  She pulled her own hips up his abdomen until she could feel the head of his cock at the entrance to her vaginal orifice.  Steven groaned into my pussy as Dawn slid herself onto his hardness.

	Her eyes were slightly glazed for a second as she adjusted to the girth of him inside her.  She exhaled heavily and the glaze cleared.

	That is such a nice cock, she whispered to me, and leaned forward.

	Our lips met and Steven groaned again as Dawn slid nearly off his hardness.  Dawns kiss was hot and moist, her tongue lashed into my mouth and I could taste the remnants of my husbands precum.

	She pulled back very slightly.  Is he eating you, she whispered.

	I nodded.  Yes, I whispered back.

	His cock is throbbing inside me, she told me.  I think he wants to fuck me.


	Who wouldnt? I asked her.  Youre a fantastic piece of ass.

	Dawn began an up and down motion on my husband, using my shoulders for support.  

	Oh, baby! she murmured.  I love the feel of him moving in and out.

	Stevens tongue was like a crazy little worm, wriggling and stabbing at my tenderness.  It was all I could do to concentrate on anything but that.  Still, Dawns beautiful breasts seemed to beckon my hands.  I cupped them, running my fingers across her swollen nipples.  She leaned forward to kiss me again and I could feel Stevens hips as they rose to plunge himself deeper inside.

	Our tongues battled one another in a mad dash as Dawn bounced on Stevens cock.  I sucked her tongue with real vigor, trying to hold it in my mouth.  It was as if it was an extension of Stevens manhood, running through Dawns body and out through her tongue.  I had the desperate urge to feel his cock as it plunged inside her.

	Sparks seemed to fly in my brain as Stevens tongue and Dawns met in my body, hers in my mouth and his in my pussy.  Would this be what it felt like to have two cocks in the same way?  It was something I was now fixated on.  Before this day was out, I knew I would have to have both men penetrate me at the same time.

	Steven was fucking both of us.  His tongue plunged into my hole while his cock drove into Dawns.  I released Dawns tongue to gasp as the blue-green ball of my orgasm swelled, turned gold, then burst over me, causing me to shudder and scream.

	Oh, my God! I yelled.  Im coming!

	Come for me, baby! Dawn urged.  Come for me on your husbands tongue while I fuck him!

	That did it.  I was over the top.  I cried, and cried out.

	Oh, please, yes! I wailed.  Fuck him!  Fuck him for me!

	Dawns tits bounced madly as she pounded herself of my Steven.  Her eyes began to get that glassy look again.  

	Oh, yes!  Yes, yes, yes, yes! she moaned.

	I stood up, releasing my husband.  His hips leaped off the wooden slats of the lounger, driving himself into my friends fiery love hole.

	I knelt beside him and whispered in his ear.
I love you, Steven.  Fuck her for me.  Fuck her full of your hot come.  I want you to fuck her.  I want it, Steven.

	Oh, jeez! he screamed.  Im coming!

	Im watching, Steven, I whispered.  Im watching you fill her up.  Im watching and I love seeing you like this.  Make her come.

	Oh, God! he wailed.  I cant hold back!

	Stevens first shot of hot come must have triggered something in Dawn.

	Oh, yes! she yelled.  Please, fuck!  Yes!  Fuck!

	Steven groaned mightily as he unloaded in my friends pussy.  I stroked his forehead.

	Pump her full of your hot come, baby.  I love you so much!  You fuck so good!

	Steven was panting, his breath coming in ragged bursts.  He looked over at me.  His eyes were shining brilliantly.

	What were you doing? he asked, each word between one of the gasps.

	Cheering you on? I offered.

	I thought I would explode, he said, his words coming a little easier.  It was absolutely the hottest thing Id ever heard.  You are amazing.

	I grinned from ear to ear.  It was instinct, I told him.  I didnt plan it.

	Steven reached a hand under my chin and pulled my lips to his.  I could taste my own juices on his face as he gently, seductively kissed me.

	Simply amazing, he said.  You are, without a doubt, the most sexually charged creature on Earth.

	Well, how about you? I said softly to him.  Did you ever kiss your wife while your cock was buried in another womans pussy?  Thats pretty sexy.

	Just think, Dawn said, if wed quit last night like we planned, wed have all missed this.

	Yeah, Steven nodded, reaching up and grabbing Dawns breasts in a firm hold.  Im glad you wanted to extend play time.  This I wouldnt have missed.

	Whatd I miss? Larry called, strolling out from the house.




Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 6
 

	Dawn dove into the pool to rinse off.  She climbed out and beads of water sparkled against her skin like tiny jewels as she gently toweled herself.

	Thats a hell of a woman you got there, my husband Steven remarked to Larry.

	Larry nodded.  Beautiful, stacked, smart, and a sex drive that will probably kill you and me both, he murmured.


	Steven chuckled.

	On the other hand, Larry said, shifting in his seat, we have this stunningly beautiful creature with her gorgeous shock of blonde hair, the body of a goddess and an attitude of sensuality that surprised and delighted me.

	Oh, stop it, Larry, I grumbled.  You just didnt want me to feel like canned meat.

	Nonsense, interjected my husband.  Hes right.  Its like Dawns the negative and youre the positive.  Shes all smoky, dark and dangerous.  Youre brightness, laughter and enthusiasm.

	What a load of crap! I said.

	Its not, Larry chimed in.  Nobody looking at you would think youd consider this kind of activity for an instant.  Youre the image of cool reserve.  Not for an instant do you give off the aura of the passion thats inside you.

	Thats right, Steven agreed with feeling.  Dawn smolders.  Terri explodes!

	What bullshit! I exclaimed, the excitement stirring within me that such compliments inspire.  I was secretly very pleased at these two men expressing these observations.

	Its not, Ter, Steven protested.  Its why I like watching you.

	I was dumbstruck for a moment.  You do? I said.

	Steven slowly nodded.

	And you dont feel jealous? I pressed.

	Maybe just a tinge.  Mostly, though, I just like watching you.  I like seeing the effect you have on him, and I love watching your expressions and seeing how you react to all of it.

	I felt the stirrings deep in my belly.  All of it? I asked.  All of what?

	Steven shrugged.  Like the flush that comes over you when youre getting wet.  Like now.  And, I love the expression on your face when youve got his cock planted deep inside you.  Its like you move off into space somewhere and just concentrate on that feeling.  Then, when he makes you come, you make that noise and youre expression changes.  You just look so beautiful.

	As I listened to my husbands description I could feel the dampness below.  I knew my neck and face were probably flushed as his words stirred my memories of each sensation.  I turned to Larry.

	Should we show him? I asked in a half whisper.  Then, I turned back to Steven.  Do you want to watch me do it now?

	Steven smiled, slowly.  He whispered.  Thatd be great.

	You have to stay right there, I ordered him.  I turned back to Larry.  My husband wants to watch you fuck me, I said.

	Larrys face broke into a grin.  Anytime, he said, and, any place.

	I leaned over Larry and took his semi-hard cock in my hand.  This doesnt seem to be quite ready, I murmured, then leaned down and slid the rubbery organ between my lips.  I swung my eyes over to see my husband watching me as I sucked Larry to hardness.  I kept my eyes locking onto Stevens as I slurped the length of Larrys flesh and sucked him to the back of my throat.  I played my tongue along the bottom of his rod, slick saliva lubricating its length.  Steven sat transfixed while I worked Larrys cock into a hardened mast of flesh, as though trying to take in a vision that was moving too quickly to be absorbed.

	When I released Larrys engorged rod from my lips, I straddled him facing my husband.  I lowered my body towards Larrys cock.  When it made contact with my labia, I smiled and took firm hold with my hand.  I slid it forward and back between the lips, feeling the damp, rubbery tip sliding across my clit, then back toward the vaginal opening.  Still keeping my eyes locked on my husbands, I positioned the throbbing cock and eased myself down on it.  As I slid Larrys meat inside me, I groaned with satisfaction.  My hips made contact with Larrys and he was fully inside me.  I put my hands on my knees.

	I was astride his body on the lounger, virtually sitting on his cock.  I could feel the weight and thickness of it as it pulsed gently inside me.  Steven looked at me with the most loving expression I had ever seen on his face.

	Hes fucking me, I whispered to Steven.  I can feel his cock inside me, fucking me.

	Stevens voice was a broken scratch.  I know, he growled.  You look so beautiful.  Have him make you come, he urged.

	I began slowly to rock on Larrys meat.  It gently pressed against the forward and back walls of my vagina as I moved.  I felt his fullness slide minutely out and back in as it stirred inside me.  I moved my fingers to my clit and found I could caress Larrys balls as I stroked myself.  I felt so sensuous that every nerve in my body was tingling.  I leaned forward so Larrys cock would slide out a little, then, rocked back until I had him buried in me to the hilt.  The motion felt like a gentle petting inside me.

	When I was able to focus on Steven again, I saw he had his own cock in his hand.  It was fully erect and he stroked it gently as he watched me fuck Larry.

	I bet youd like me to fuck you like this, I taunted my husband.  Wouldnt you?

	Yes, Steven whispered.

	Thats why youre stroking your cock, isnt it? I groaned.  You can feel me fucking you just like this.

	Stevens eyes closed as he nodded.  I got an idea.

	I leaned back to Larry.  Were going to move, I said.  Follow me and you can fuck me from behind.

	I gave Larrys balls a gentle squeeze and climbed off him.  I walked the two steps to where Steven was sitting, his eyes now wide and questioning.

	Shhhh, I whispered, as I knelt between his legs.  I spread my legs for Larry and he knelt behind me.  It didnt take him three seconds to have his cock buried back inside me.  I moaned in appreciation, taking Stevens hard rod in my hands and licking the precum off its head.

	Oh, dear! my husband moaned.  Ill come in your mouth if you do that.

	Mmm-hmmm, I hummed in affirmation, sucking his member between my lips.

	I dont know if Steven and Larry looked at each other over my back.  I do know that I was absorbed with the feeling of having the two cocks to deal with.  Larry began thrusting into me in earnest as I worked on my husbands hardness with my mouth.  Each push forced me toward Steven, translating the motions of his fucking me to my husband.  Eventually, I was able to set up a smooth motion, so each time Larry hit bottom Stevens cock was fully enveloped by my mouth.  As Larry backed away, I was able to withdraw a little from Steven until Larry forced me back down on his meat.  I sucked, slurped, retreated and plunged, glorying in the feeling of the two cocks in me at the same time.

	Steven hadnt lied.  His hands gripped the side of my head as a let out a huge groan.  I could feel the girth of his member grow, then the pulsing sensation along the bottom as his semen began spurting into the back of my throat.  I swallowed, breathed, swallowed, breathed, working hard to keep my lips sealed around his throbbing meat.  I even stroked the underside with my tongue, urging his come to flow into my mouth.

	My husband almost wept.  He certainly wailed as he emptied his loins into me and I sucked every ounce out of him I could.  He lifted my head off his depleted member and kissed me softly.  Yet, the thrusts of Larry inside be pushed us hard together.

	Steven looked into my face.  I grabbed his hips and held on.  I turned my head to the side and lay with my face on his thigh.  He kissed me lightly on the cheek as Larry kept up his relentless pounding.

	You are so beautiful, he whispered in my ear.  I want you to come, Terri.  You can do this.  Make it happen for me.

	I held onto his legs and concentrated on Larrys thrusts.  

	Oh, yessss, I hissed.  Fuck me, Larry.  Fuck me hard.  Make me come right here in front of my husband!

	Larry groaned.  He increased the speed of his thrusts, forcing me across Stevens lap.  I pushed back against Steven after each thrust, willing myself to the big one.

	What can I do to help? Steven asked urgently.

	Nothing, I gasped.  Just hold me.  Just hold me while he fucks me.

	Steven held me.  Larry fucked me.  It was that image, that ideal that brought me over the edge.  I held tightly onto Steven as Larry plunged away at me.  I could feel the build-up start in my belly.  When I thought of the scene of my husband holding me in his arms while I climaxed on the cock of his friend, the dam seemed to break.  I yelled out.

	Yes! I screamed.  Im coming!  Oh, Steven!  Hes making me come!  Oh, baby, please!  Hes making me come!

	Larry grunted.  I felt the hot stream of his come shooting into me.  He plunged inside me four or five more times, and each time, warmth spread inside me.

	Holy Shit! Larry groaned.  He leaned back and his meat unplugged me.  I could feel the semen running down my leg.

	Was it good for you? I asked him.

	Oh, hell, yes! he panted.

	I laughed, and turned to Steven.  And, how about you? I said in almost a whisper.  Was it good for you?

	You are truly amazing, he said.  Its no wonder I love you like I do.

	You know, I had some interest in this event, too, I told him.  It wasnt all about you watching me fuck your friend.

	It wasnt?

	I shook my head.  You ever think Id try a MMF threesome?

	Really.

	I nodded.  Ever since Dawn convinced me to try this shes been talking about how I needed to experience it.

	Well?

	I grinned at my husband.  Not bad.  Next time, maybe youll get to do the honors.

	Next time?  You mean there will be a next time?




Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 7
 

	Steven found me straightening up in the master bedroom.  The bed was a tangle of sheets and blankets.

	Hey, sweetheart, he said, his voice a low, comforting sound.

	Hey, baby, I replied.

	What are you doing?

	Just sort of straightening up, I told him.  I was feeling guilty about not neatening up.

	Anything else?

	Anything else?  What do you mean?  I didnt know what he was asking.

	I was just wondering if you were feeling guilty about anything else, he said.

	I smiled at him.  No, baby, I said.  Why?  Do you think I should?

	No, no! he protested.  I was just checking your emotional state.

	I had to laugh.  Here we were, both naked, and recently fucked by our next door neighbors, and my husband wanted to know what my emotional state was.

	Im fine, I said.  You still love me, dont you?

	Sure do, he responded.

	Well, then, Im good.  As long as youre not planning on leaving me for that dark-eyed vixen, were fine.

	You know, youre incredibly sexy, Steven said after a short pause.

	Actually, I wasnt feeling particularly sexy at that moment.  I just felt naked.  In fact, I could still feel the warm sensation of Larrys cock pounding away inside me.

	Uh huh, I told my husband, not sounding convinced.

	Really, he continued.  All these images Ive stored up of you in the throes of passion keep popping into my mind.  You are terribly sexy.

	I stopped brushing at the bed covers and faced him.  I could tell he was worried about my reactions to this weekend.  I decided to reassure him.  I stretch a hand out to touch his chest.

	Im okay, baby, really, I insisted.  I wonder whether youll continue to love me as the slut Ive become, but as long as you do, Ill be fine.

	I wish there was a nicer word, he said.  Sexually mature, active, aware.  I dont know.  That word has such a negative connotation.

	Aha! I laughed.  So you agree I am a slut!

	Thats not fair, he said, wrapping his arms around my waist.  I told you I didnt think that expression fit you.  But, I do think you like to fuck.

	You knew that before, I reminded him.  Havent I always been enthusiastic in bed?

	With me, yes, he nodded.  I just didnt know you could or would be the same way with somebody else.

	Im not, I told him.  When you and I make love, its different.  I mean it.  Theres something special that happens with us that I dont get with Larry.  Its nice and all, and I would be lying if I said there wasnt some emotion going on.  But, our sex seems to be more than that.  Theres a synergy that I dont experience with him.

	A synergy, huh? he chuckled.  He kissed me lightly on the forehead.

	Yes, I whispered.  And, if you dont mind, Id like to experience it now.

	His hand drifted to my left breast.  He brushed the nipple with his fingertips sending a shivering sensation through my body.  But you just made love to me out there, he said.

	I shook my head.  Not the same.  I sucked you off while Larry fucked me.  But, it could have been anybodys cock, Steven.  That wasnt about loving you.  That was about having two cocks at the same time.

	I knelt in front of him and took his marvelous member in my hands.  This, I said, as I licked the semi-hard flesh, is loving you.  I sucked him between my lips, my tongue dancing across the skin, feeling the power as he grew in my mouth.

	Steven groaned.  Oh, babe, he murmured.  I didnt think I had another one in me.

	I withdrew my lips for a second.  Its the synergy, I whispered, then drew him back into my mouth.

	This was wonderful, I realized.  My husbands cock had a marvelous rubbery feel as I pressed my tongue on it.  It was growing harder, but the skin was velvety soft and smooth.  I licked around it, then up and down its length.  Steven moaned.  I kissed the very tip, tasting the drop of salty pre-cum that oozed from it.  I sucked it harder, feeling its head bounce deep in my mouth.  Then I licked at it again as I let him withdraw.

	This great feeling of manipulation and power as I made my husband hard, wanting me, feeling my lips, tongue and mouth around him made my own juices begin to flow.

	I want you to take me, I whispered.  Missionary position.  Take me here on our bed.

	I turned around and lay on the bed, spreading my legs for him.  My pussy is hot for you, I whispered.  I want your cock inside me.  I want to feel you down there.  I want to feel you in my pussy.  Come on, Steven, I told him, take what is yours.  Make me cum and cum inside me.  Flood me with your cum.

	Steven knelt at the end of the bed.  He pulled me toward him.  His cock touched the lips of my pussy.  He held it in his hand, rubbing it up and down the smooth slit, the head brushing across the clit, making me gasp.  Then, he eased it toward the slick opening.  I spread myself wider for him, urging him into me.

	Yes, baby, I whispered.  Fuck me with your glorious cock.  Claim me as yours again.

	He obliged with maddening slowness.  Ever so gently I felt him enter, the head splitting the opening to my love canal.  Then he withdrew a bit and pushed back toward me, a little at a time.  In and out, tiny motions that drove me mad with desire for him.

	Oh, please, my love, I pleaded.  I want you to fuck me.  I love it when you fuck me.  I love having your cock slide in and out of me.  Fuck me, baby, please.

	Steven groaned again as he sank his length into me.  I was full.  

	Wait, I whispered to him.  Just hold it there for a minute.  Let me feel your hardness buried inside me.  I do so love it when you fuck me.

	I looked into his eyes, slightly glazed and smoky with desire.  His hands clasped my thighs, pulling my body onto his member.  I felt the throb of him in my canal.  It made me want more motion.

	Now, I whispered again.  Now you can fuck me.  Fuck me good, my darling.  Show me that Im yours, that you can take me whenever you want.  Fuck me and take me.

	Steven began to thrust.  My body quivered as the movement triggered the nerve ending inside me.  I whimpered as the feelings grew in intensity, then began to reciprocate my husbands thrusting.  My hips lifted to meet him, then withdrew slightly as he pulled back.  My hands found his hips and I grasped them.  I pulled him into me and pushed him away, helping him achieve the rhythm that seemed to work for us.

	Youre not thinking about Dawn, now, are you? I whispered.

	He shook his head.  No, he gasped.  Just you.

	Thats right, I said.  Youre fucking your wife now.  After all her fucking around, your claiming what is yours.  Im a slut, Steven.  I love to fuck.  But, Im your slut.  I love fucking you best of all.

	Steven continued his thrusting.  I wanted to weep with the glorious feeling of it all.

	I watched you fuck her, I told him.  I saw your cock sliding in and out of her.  And, I could feel it.  I could feel you fucking me as you fucked her.  And, I wanted it.  I wanted you.  You can fuck her if you want, Steven.  But, you have to promise to always come home and fuck me.

	I promise, he gasped.  I promise I will always love you.

	The friction of his cock on my labia started the sensations building.  

	Youre making me cum, I whispered to him urgently.  Please, dont stop fucking me.  I want to cum on your cock, your hot, hard cock.

	The mind, they say, is the strongest sexual organ in the body.  I set mine on achieving the most wonderful climax in my life.  I pictured my husbands cock driving in an out of Dawns pussy lips, on the way he pushed them in and puckered them out with his motion.  They became symbolic of mine as my mind imagined the view from below as Steven plunged in and out of me.  The electrical humming of my nerves grew and my ears closed off as a sound like crashing waves grew in my head.  I screamed for him, pushing against the feeling building inside me.  As I pushed, I could feel the wave lifting me up, then releasing me to fall across the back side.

	Steven plunged into me, time after time.  His face was set, his jaw outlined by the muscles clenching as he worked.  Below, his cock seemed to grow between strokes.  He became larger and more powerful each time he entered me.  

	You feel so big! I yelled at him.  Its so good!  Yes, baby!  Keep fucking me!

	You are so beautiful, he murmured.  I love to watch you cum.

	Make me cum again, baby, I shouted.  Yes.  Keep going.

	The electric hum began another crescendo as my husband pounded himself into my depths.  I concentrated on that sensation.  My depths, I though.  His cock, pounding into my depths.  His beautiful cock, that I had licked and sucked, felt with my mouth and tongue, now inside me, rubbing, touching, all of my innermost parts.  The wave approached again.

	Yes, baby! I shouted.  I want it!  I want your cock!  I want your cum!  Please fuck me!  The last was a scream as the wave broke below and washed me down the sharp slope.

	Steven grunted.  Im cumming, he gasped.  Oh, yes!  Im cumming!

	He buried his wonderful cock deep within me.  I could feel the pulsations as his jets of semen spurted up its length and spewed inside me.  The splashes were warm and reassuring.  Steven groaned three more times and the pulsations ebbed.  He held his position over me for a minute, looking into my eyes.  Then he leaned down and kissed me lightly on the lips.

	I clutched his cock and his cum inside me.  Steven smiled as he noticed the motion.  His panting breaths eased as he looked into my face.

	Youre mine, you know, he said, unevenly.

	I know, I whispered, loving him.

	Dawn looked up from the trashy novel she was reading on the lounger by the pool.

	Where have you been? she asked.

	I slid my frame into the lounger next to hers.  With Steven, I said.  We were reconnecting.

	Reconnecting, my ass, she huffed.  You fucked him, didnt you?

	Youre an ignorant bitch, sometimes, I told her.  I love you, but you really are a hard case, sometimes.

	Steven and I had some time together.  What we did was fuck, but there was more to it than that.  When we make love there is more to it than the physical action.  There is an emotional element that transcends the physical.  It is the very special part of our relationship that goes beyond the tab A into slot B, pump and squeeze.

	Very esoteric, she commented.  So, is he upset about the tab A, slot B thing youve been doing with Larry?

	He is not, I told her, chuckling.

	And youre not going weird about his doing me, are you?

	No, Dawn.  Im not going weird at all.

	The two of you did talk, though, didnt you? she pressed.

	Of course.

	And?

	And, I said, slowly, weve decided were on a mission of discovery.

	I meant what I said, you know, Steven told me during our after-sex cooling down.

	About me being yours? I asked.

	That, he affirmed.  And that I think youre incredibly sexy.  In fact, Ive decided that I love watching you get laid.

	Oh, you do?  It reminded me that Steven had not only watched me get laid, but had been a cheerleader at one point.  I thought that might be the case.

	It really turns me on, Terri.  Watching you, I mean.  Im not sure how to describe how I feel, but it is very exciting for me.

	I knew exactly what he meant.  You know, I watched you, too, I reminded him.  It does the same for me.  When we make love, Im all wrapped up in what Im feeling.  But, when I watch you, I get a chance to appreciate you in all your glory.  I can watch the reactions you stimulate in your partner, recognize them and appreciate them all the more because Ive had the same reactions.  And, I can watch your face and hips, your hands and back as you work your magic on her.  It is very exhilarating.

	Thats it! he said, excitedly.  Watching you allows me to really see how you act and react with vision unclouded by my own involvement in the physical act.  By not having the pressure to perform I can fully appreciate the experience youre having.

	The memory of him fucking Dawn flooded back into my mind.  I remember thinking what a marvelous man he was, how skillfully and proficiently he brought Dawn to the state of orgasmic arousal that caused her to scream and curse, urging him on.  When I heard him groan with his own release, I could almost feel the hot spurts of his semen jetting inside me.  I couldnt help but grin at the sensation.

	What? he asked.

	Just remembering, I replied.  I liked watching your ass muscles tighten up when you shot your cum into her.

	Steven smiled at me.  I didnt know they did that.

	I nodded.  Then, I wondered if there was anything specific he liked about watching me.

	Whoosh! he breathed.  Where to begin?  I love watching your face.  You get that glazed look in your eyes when your cumming.  And, the sounds.  The groans, moans and wails are thrilling.  What else?  Oh, yeah.  When you grabbed his cock and started licking and sucking him?  Ive got to tell you, Ter.  That was just amazing.  You know, theres always the thought that you do it out of a sense of, I dont know, duty, maybe?  But, when you did that, wrapped your lips around his cock, I knew then that you really liked it.  I thought I would burst.
 
	 So you like watching me suck cock, I stated. 

	He nodded.  Youre incredible.

	And you like watching and hearing me when I cum.

	I cant help it, Steven said.  It makes me hot.

	So, I guess this is not a one-time thing, is it?

	Steven balked.  Now, wait a minute, baby.  I didnt say that.

	No, you didnt.  You said you liked watching me.  That was all that he had said.  Was he prepared for my reaction to that?  Did he know that I liked the fact that he was watching?  Did he know that once I was beyond the point of resistance that I loved getting laid while my husband watched me?

	How are you going to watch me if we dont do this again? I asked him.

	He shrugged.

	Did you ever consider that I liked the idea of you watching me?  I pressed my hand into his chest.

	Really? he said.

	Thats right, I nodded.  I have discovered that Ive got a streak of exhibitionism in me.  I like performing for you.  I didnt know that.  In fact, I want you to watch me as Im getting laid.  Not to humiliate you.  I just want you to see that I am a good fuck and that I really love it.

	These were all new thoughts for me.  I was normally staid, reasonable, devoted, and monogamous.  What this weekend had brought out in me was that I had a streak in me that wanted to rebel against the norm.

	Steven chuckled.

	There are things about me that even I didnt know before, I continued.  I am a sexual creature.  I wasnt aware of that.  I love the feel, the sensation, the vision of sex.  I like the feel and taste of a cock in my mouth.  I like being eaten and fucked.  I love watching you eat and fuck a woman.  I mad about the idea of you watching me in all these activities.  But, at the same time, I want the security of knowing that you and I are something special together, that we share these experiences together, and that we will always come back to one another for the emotional side of our life together.

	Steven nodded slowly.  Okay. 

	We have to talk, Steven, I insisted, all the time.  Just like this.  I have to know what you are thinking, and I think its important that you know what Im thinking.

	I agree, he said.

	I dont care if you fuck Dawn or anybody else, I said, as long as I know about it and have an opportunity to do the same, and as long as neither of us falls in love.

	That sounds fair, he told me.

	I love you, Steven, I told my husband, and I believe you love me.  I think we can both be happy with this arrangement if were honest, forthright, and up front about it.  Love is love.  That belongs only to us.  Sex is fun, exciting, exhilarating, an adventure, no matter who is getting laid.  Can we keep the two distinct and separate?

	Im willing to give it a go if thats what you want, Ter, he said.

	Thats what I want, Steven, I replied.  I so love watching you get laid.  I cant wait for the next time.

	The sun was becoming unbearable in the late afternoon.  I looked at Dawns sun-darkened complexion and envied her resistance.

	Im going to burn to a crisp, I said.  Lets move back into the rec room.

	You think youre going to be able to do all that? she asked as we collected our drinks and headed into the house.

	I dont see why not, I responded.  Were intelligent, educated, thoughtful people.  Were also deeply in love with one another.  We can handle little recreational sex every now and then.


	I may have created a monster, Dawn chuckled as we settled into chairs in the den.  Larry and I dont even have that kind of an arrangement.

	Yet, I said.  You need to get working on it.  After all, Im looking to your husband to be my primary fuck-toy from now on.

	Does that mean youre giving permission for Steven to be mine? Dawn asked.

	Of course it does, I laughed.  Well share and share alike.

	I knew it, she grumbled.  I have created a monster.



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 8
 

	The ringing of the doorbell caught everyone unexpectedly.

	Who the hell? Dawn asked.

	Ill get it, Steven announced.

	Better wrap your hips with a towel, I suggested.

	Good thinking, Steven replied, grabbing a towel from the cabinet, wrapping it around his waist and walking purposely toward the door.  He opened it to find a familiar face and figure standing there.

	The attractive, slim blonde was Taylor Jameson, a co-worker from his office.  Taylor was one of Stevens secret fantasies.  Married, twenty-seven, and a former college cheerleader, Taylor always seemed unattainable to Steven.  He was surprised by her visit.

	Hi, Steven, she said, quickly.  Sorry to bother you.  Moonbeam wanted to make sure you had these for your trip to Omaha tomorrow.  Moonbeam was the name the office staff had given their corpulent, moon-faced president and CEO.

	Damn, Steven thought.  Hed forgotten the required trip.

	Who is it? Dawn called from the other end of the hall.

	Taylor Jameson from my office, Steven called back, astounded to find Dawn in all her glory framed by the opening of the hallway.  Shes got a package for me.

	Taylor looked over Stevens shoulder to identify the source of the question.  Her eyes widened when she caught sight of the gloriously naked Dawn.

	Steven, Taylor began, a sly smile crossing her lips, there is a naked women standing in your hallway.

	Steven nodded.  I know.

	Is Terri here? Taylor asked.  I mean, does she know about?  She left the question hanging.

	Shes here, Steven reassured her.  She knows.

	And, shes all right with  The blonde waved her hand toward Dawn.

	Steven twisted around to look at Dawn, standing with her hands on her hips, a look of curiosity on her face.

	Thats Dawn, he explained.  She and her husband live next door.

	I would guess that theres more than skinny-dipping going on here, Taylor whispered to Steven.

	Were entertaining our friends from next door, Steven told her.  Id invite you in, but were in the altogether.  Its sort a rule we set for the weekend.

	Terri, too? Taylor asked.

	Steven nodded.  

	Steven! Taylor exclaimed.  I never took you two to be swingers.

	I dont know if youd call it that.

	Sweetie, Taylor whispered to him, if the four of you are naked and having sex, thats what you call it.  

	Steven shrugged.

	Taylor looked into his eyes.  You know, Jeremy and I have dabbled in the lifestyle.  Would you be interested in, maybe, you know, getting together with us sometime?

	Do you want to come in, Taylor? Steven said, testing the statuesque blonde.

	Im, uh, she said, softly.  I do, Steven.  I really do.

	Dawn, honey, Steven called.  Can you come here for a minute?


	Dawn entered the hallway.  Do I need a towel, too?

	I dont think so, Steven replied.  This is Taylor.  She works in my office.

	Nice to meet you, Dawn said, extending her hand, completely oblivious to her own nudity.

	Pleased, Im sure, Taylor said, her voice tinged with a touch of huskiness.

	Taylor says that she and her husband, Jeremy, have dabbled in the lifestyle, to quote her.  I was wondering.  You think we should invite them?

	Dawn looked the girl over.  Shes quite stunning, isnt she?

	That she is, Steven replied.

	Wheres your husband? Dawn asked.

	Hes at home, about twenty minutes away.  You wont be disappointed, though.  He used to swim for the university swim team.  Hes cute, too.  The beauty grinned widely.

	All right, Dawn said.  What the hell?  The more the merrier, right?

	Steven smiled broadly.  You think we should ask Larry and Terri about this?

	Dawn put her finger to her chin.  Naw, she said, finally, Fuck em.  Thisll be our little surprise.

	Let me call Jeremy, Taylor said, flipping out her cell phone.  Hell be enchanted with you

	Dawn, Steven prompted.

	Dawn, Taylor nodded, her blonde hair tossing.  Jeremy, honey?

	She paused.

	Take a shower, baby, then come to this address.  Weve been invited to a party.

	She gave the address to her husband, told him to hurry, and clicked off the call.  She smiled widely at Dawn.  Done! she said.

	Weve been hanging around the pool, Dawn informed her, taking Taylors elbow.  Let me show you the facilities and then you can join us.  Clothing is prohibited, as you can see.

	Really, Taylor chuckled.  I thought maybe you were just the exhibitionist in the group.

	No, Steven replied, allowing his towel to drop.  Were all natural for the weekend.

	Taylor grinned and reached out to touch Stevens chest.  This is going to be like a dream come true for me.

	Dawn led Taylor down the hall.  You already know Terri, dont you?  Of course you do.  Well, Ill introduce you to my husband, Larry.  He thought all his birthdays had come at once when he got to fuck Terri.  Hell flip out when he gets a load of you, girl.

	Steven listened as their voices faded, then turned to go back to the pool and break the news to me.

	Whats going on? I asked him as Steven approached the perch she had assumed next to their neighbors husband.

	Couple of things, Steven said.  That was Taylor, from the office.

	Oh, yeah, I sniffed.  Youd like her, Larry.  Statuesque, blonde.  Of course, shes married, so she doesnt play.

	Youre married, Steven reminded her, and so is Dawn.  You all seem to play pretty well.

	I laughed.  But, Im a slut and Dawn is a whore.

	No youre not, Steven protested.  Youre just healthy.  And, as it turns out, so is Taylor.

	What do you mean? I asked.

	Taylor and her husband are joining us.  It seems this activity isnt exactly new to them, either.

	Youre shitting me, Larry said.

	Nope.  Taylor is in the custody of your wife right now making preparations for her grand entrance.  And, her husband, the jock, is on his way over here, Steven told them.

	Oh, Steven, I worried, Do you think that is a good idea?

	It will be fine, Steven assured her.  According to Taylor they have done this before.  Same rules apply.  No falling in love, etc.

	Im not fucking a stranger, I said with conviction.

	Hes not a stranger, Steven protested.  Hes Taylors husband.  Besides, she said hes cute.  And, if I may remind you, you said you werent fucking Larry either.

	Thats different.

	Honey, Steven said in an attempt to mollify her, nobody has to fuck anyone they dont want.  Taylor said Jeremy would go ape over Dawn.  So, you may not have the chance.

	You, on the other hand, cant wait to bury your cock in that sweet pussy, can you? I snapped at him.

	Steven just grinned.

	I swear, Steven.  If you fuck her, then I am going to let him fuck me, she threatened.

	Steven shrugged.  Have at it, baby.  Im looking forward to hearing you scream for him to fuck you harder.  As a matter of fact, why dont you fuck him first?  That way I wont have to deal with any guilt trips.

	Youre such a bastard, I hissed.

	And, Steven continued smiling sweetly at his wife, I also have to go to Omaha tomorrow.  Id forgotten all about that.  Taylor brought me a packet the Moonbeam wants me to take.

	Road trip! Larry hollered.

	Steven chuckled.  Im not sure about that, he said.  Travel is tomorrow and the meetings on Tuesday.  Im supposed to come home Tuesday night.

	Whats it for? Larry asked.  Sales or convention.

	Sales, Steven answered.  Our biggest client in the region wants a new deal.  Im supposed to go make him happy.

	Why you? I chimed in.  Is he gay?

	Not that Ive heard, Steven shook his head.

	Then maybe you should let Taylor do the negotiation for you, she suggested.

	Steven shrugged.  At the same time the seed of an idea began to germinate in Larrys mind.

	Thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang again.  This time Dawn hollered out that she would get it.

	Jeremy was pleased and astounded when the gorgeous brunette answered the door wearing nothing but a smile.

	Jeremy, Dawn said matter-of-factly, grabbing his wrist and dragging him into the hallway.  Taylor was right.  You are cute.  I hope you like to have fun.

	Is, uh, Taylor here? he said, somewhat unbalanced by Dawns forthright approach.

	Yes, shes fine.  Shes in here, Dawn said, motioning to the rec room/den combination.  Im Dawn.  Im your appointed hostess for the time being.

	She led him down the hall toward the den where his wife was sitting primly on the edge of the easy chair, naked as the dark-haired beauty who met him at the door.  Taylor smiled widely at her husband who had trouble taking his eyes off Dawns shapely ass as she led him into the room.

	Hey, baby, Taylor grinned at him.  Over-dressed, arent you?

	Heavens, yes! Dawn agreed, turning around to unbutton the pale yellow shirt Jeremy wore.

	So, Jeremy said, its that kind of party.

	Exactly, Dawn replied.  Why dont you do the bottoms while I finish the top?

	It didnt take them twenty seconds to have Jeremy as naked as his lovely hostess and stunning wife.

	Oh, my, Dawn murmured, lightly stroking his semi-turgid member.  This is lovely.  Id take you right here and now, but the others would probably object.  Besides, my Larry has yet to meet your sweet wife.

	Steven was in the kitchen making cool drinks for everyone when Dawn made the introductions.

	Everybody, Dawn announced as she led Jeremy and Taylor toward the pool, this is Taylor.  She works with Steven.  And, this is her husband, Jeremy.

	Would you look at this, she continued, directing her comments to me, isnt he scrumptious?

	Nice to meet you, I said to Jeremy.  Welcome to our home.

	Thats Terri, Dawn told Jeremy.  Shes Stevens.

	And, over there is my Larry.  Im his better half, she said.  Larry, come meet these nice people.

	Larry strode toward the new arrivals and extended his hand toward Jeremy.  

	Hi, he said.  Im Larry.  The little vixen who has affixed herself to your arm is my wife.

	Weve met, Jeremy said, chuckling.  My wife, Taylor.

	Hello, Larry, Taylor said.  Its good to meet you.

	The pleasure is all his, Dawn quipped before Larry had a chance to speak.

	Oh, I hope not, Taylor smiled back at her.  Im looking forward to some pleasure, as well.  Larry looks as if hes quite able to provide.

	Please, sweetie, Dawn gripped.  Dont flatter him that way.  Its taken me years to moderate his ego.  This weekend has almost ruined him.

	Steven arrived on the scene with drinks for everybody.

	This is a side of you Id never imagined, Taylor said to him after introducing Jeremy.

	All sides are visible now, Steven replied.

	Here, here, she laughed, raising her glass.  Nice view, too.

	Yours, also, Steven laughed.  Talk about things never imagined.

	Heres to the fulfillment of dreams and fantasies, then, Taylor said, raising her glass again.

	To dreams and fantasies, Steven repeated.

	Taylor set her glass down on the pool deck.  One of mine has been to have you.  Did you know that?

	I didnt, Steven answered.  You hid it well.

	Taylor smiled.  Im not one to make trouble.  I didnt want it to be one of those horrible sneaking-around experiences.  This is much nicer.  I like the openness.

	To be honest, Steven said, Ive sort of wondered what you would be like, too, you know?

	In bed? Taylor asked, quickly.

	Well, Steven replied slowly, naked and, uh, available.

	You never told me.

	Of course not, Steven answered.  This was never going to happen.  Youre married.  Im married.  That was all there was to it.

	Should we find out, then? Taylor asked, coyly.

	Later, maybe.  Terri is a little uncomfortable about this.  Maybe after Jeremy takes her, you and I could do a little mutual exploration.

	Taylor smiled.  All right.  I dont want her to be upset with me.  Im willing to wait.

	In the meantime, Steven suggested, Im sure Larry would be delighted to entertain you.

	Do you think so?  He looks rather smitten with your wife.

	He is.  We both are.  Were also smitten with Dawn.  And, by the end of the evening, Im sure were all be smitten by you, too.

	You mean youre not there, yet?  Taylor laughed.

	I am, he admitted, but Larry doesnt know your sparkling personality like I do.

	Then, I am off to smite him with my charm, engaging personality and sexual prowess.  Do you think hell be impressed?

	Im sure he will, Steven laughed with her.

	++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

	Dawn had Jeremy sit at the foot of her lounger next to mine.  He took in the beauty of the two women in front of him and chuckled.

	I feel like Ive stumbled into Mt. Olympus, he joked.

	You belong here, Dawn reassured him.  Doesnt he, Ter?

	I shrugged.

	I get the feeling Terris not so thrilled with the idea, Jeremy smiled at her.

	The truth is shes just twenty-four hours from being a prude, Dawn quipped.

	Thats not true! I protested.

	Yes, it is, Dawn said sternly.  She focused on Jeremy.  We only started this yesterday.  Before that, neither of us had ever done anything like this before.

	Jeremy nodded.  Sure, he said.  Theres always a little hesitation, a little uncertainty.  Right?  He directed the last at me.  I shrugged again.

	Maybe I can help, he said.  I see youve got some sun block.  Would you mind?

	Mind what? I asked.


	I dont have any.  Would you mind spreading some on me?  Ill return the favor.

	I looked at Dawn, as if to ask her thoughts.

	Well make it a team effort, Dawn suggested.

	The women arose from their loungers and began spreading the oil on Jeremys body.  Dawn kept up a running commentary.

	Feel those shoulders.  My goodness!  Your wife said you were a swimmer.  I can tell by that muscle development she was right.

	I snapped at her.  Shut up, Dawn, will you?  I couldnt help but notice that Jeremys cock was generous in size and growing fuller as we rubbed the block into the mans skin.  I couldnt help but think how that rod of meat would feel rubbing along my vaginal canal.  It was making me aroused.

	Lay back, I told him.  Jeremy complied.

	I started at his feet and began to apply the block to his left ankle and leg, allowing Dawn to work the right side.  The closer our hands came to his genitals the more engorged his cock became.

	I think he likes this, Dawn said.  What about his back?

	I told Jeremy to stand up.  He smiled broadly as he rose from the lounger.  I sat on the footrest facing him.

	You do the back, I told Dawn.  Ill finish the front.

	I looked into Jeremys face as she rubbed her hands up his thighs.  His fully erect cock bounced gently in front of me, tapping me on the forehead as I worked.  Dawn, meanwhile, applied the oil to Jeremys backside.

	Careful back there, Jeremy cautioned.

	I know, Dawn laughed.  One slip and you might get a hard on.

	No danger of that, I giggled.  I looked up and that hard meat bounced off my cheek.  I reached out my tongue and licked at the flesh of it.

	This was a good idea, I told him.  Then I sucked his member between her lips.  Jeremy groaned.

	What are you doing, you slut? Dawn asked, trying to peer around Jeremys thigh.  She saw my lips distended around Jeremys meat.  

	I loved the feeling of his hardness in her mouth.  I tongued his flesh, and slid my lips along his length.  I let him go, giving the tip a little kiss.

	Go ahead, I told Dawn.  Take a turn.

	Dawn sat next to me and pulled the hardened cock toward her own mouth.  She pressed her lips against the head and forced it to split her lips open.  She held it deep in her mouth and worked her moist, active tongue around its width.  She plunged her head down on it three or four times before caressing it with her mouth as she slid it out from between her lips.

	Your turn, she gasped.

	I had been watching transfixed as Dawn worked her mouth on Jeremys meat.  She grabbed it as soon as I released it and plunged it into her own mouth.

	You ever fuck two women at once? Dawn asked Jeremy.

	I dont think thats possible, Jeremy answered, his voice strained with his arousal.

	Kneel next to me, Dawn instructed me.  We knelt on the lounger footrest presenting our shapely bottoms to the swimmer.

	Take turns, Dawn ordered, like we did.

	Jeremy grinned.  He lined himself up with Dawn, rubbed his cock along the slit of her vulva and plunged himself inside her.

	Oh, hell, yes! Dawn groaned.

	Jeremy withdrew and turned his attention to me.  I grabbed his meat and place him at the entrance to my love hole.  He pushed forward and sank himself into me until his cock was engulfed.  I felt him fill her completely and groaned with satisfaction, my fingers cradling and caressing his scrotum.

	Come on, Dawn complained.

	Jeremy continued to shift from one to the other, plunging himself inside both of us to his maximum length, moving from one to the other.  The wait for me became an exquisite eternity of anticipation.  During one such wait I looked up to see Dawns husband across the pool.  He had his head buried between Taylors thighs while the blonde sucked Larrys cock in her shapely mouth.  While I watched, I saw Taylor twist around.  She took Stevens cock in her mouth as Larry lined himself up to penetrate her.  I smiled with satisfaction as Jeremy plunged into her.  I was getting fucked by the blondes husband before Steven would get inside Taylor.  As Jeremy withdrew from me, I felt a little ashamed of keeping score.  Rationally, I knew it was just getting laid.  Still, there was that little sense of gratification at being first.

	I looked to my left.  Dawns eyes focused on me.

	This is taking too long, Dawn said.  I cant get going.

	I know, I agreed.

	Steven! Dawn yelled across the pool.  Get away from that slut and come fuck me!

	I looked over her shoulder to Jeremy.  He had a look of determination on his face.

	You dont mind, do you? Dawn asked Jeremy.  You need to focus on her.

	No, Jeremy gasped.  Not at all.

	I watched as my husband arose and skipped around the decking, his cock bouncing in front of him.  Jeremy sank inside me again and I felt his hardness fill her up.  This time, however, he didnt withdraw completely.

	Weve got plenty of time, Dawn told Jeremy.  Ill fuck you later.

	I watched Dawns face as my husband sank his meat inside her.  She smiled broadly as Steven moved within her.

	Thats fine, Jeremy said, then redoubled his efforts with me.

	Oh, thats good! Dawn said.  I love getting fucked!

	Um humm, I agreed.  Me, too.

	Steven and Jeremy set up a rhythm with each other.  Standing shoulder to shoulder, the two men drove into their respective partners at the same time, withdrew partially and plunged back in together.

	Yeah, baby! Dawn yelled.  Make me cum!

	Oh, fuck, yes, I groaned.  Its so good!

	You like the way my cock feels inside you? Jeremy asked, surprising me.

	Yes! I called back to him.  You fuck me good.

	Youre a slut, Dawn hissed at me.  Youll fuck anything with a cock.

	I know, I replied.  I love to fuck.  Make me cum, Jeremy.

	Fuck me, Steven, Dawn directed.  Fuck me while you listen to him make your wife cum.

	I love fucking you, Dawn, Steven groaned.  And, I love watching my wife fuck and cum.

	Do you, Steven? I asked.  Do you want to see me cum on his cock?

	Yes, babe, Steven said.  Cum for him.  Cum for me.

	Keep fucking me, Jeremy, I ordered.  My husband wants to see me cum.

	Jeremy pounded away at me enjoying the view across the pool as his wife was being fucked by Larry, until I screamed.

	Im cumming, I shouted, pushing my ass backward toward Jeremys driving cock.

	He could feel the pulsations of my love canal as the orgasm swept over me.  I squeezed his cock.  Jeremy could imagine me trying to suck his semen out of him.  That feeling and the view of his wife riding the man across the pool began the stirring deep within him.

	Oh, fuck, yes! I bellowed, the electricity of my union to Jeremy driving my orgasm.  I felt Jeremys cock swell as he buried it deeply inside me and held it there.  The first jet of his hot cum seared my insides and made me squeeze on him in another small orgasm.  

	I want another, I panted.  Keep going!

	Jeremy chuckled even as his balls emptied into me.  It will make a mess, he warned.

	I nearly snarled at him.  I dont give a fuck about that.

	Steven turned toward me, his face with a look of astonishment.  He had never heard his wife speak so vehemently or with the language he was hearing.

	Jeremy restarted his regular plunges into my hot recesses.  If you want another, he panted, Im just the guy.  Ill give you another.  Then, another, if thats what you want.  His phrases matched his motions as his hips drove his still-hard member into my steamy warmth.

	Oh, yes! I hissed.  Fuck me good.  Fuck me strong and hard.  I shifted my weight and reached between my legs, rubbing my fingers across my swollen clit.  It was soaking with the juices we had produced.  I turned my head to the left and saw my husband staring at me.

	Isnt this what you wanted? I asked, Your wife fucking like this?  On all fours, begging to be fucked some more, with his cum spreading across my pussy?  Isnt this what you wanted?

	As long as you like it, Steven told me quietly.

	My head wagged.  No, Steven.  I dont like it.  I absolutely love it!

	Steven smiled at me.  Then, you go, girl.



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 9
 

	 You sure look pensive, my husband said to me as we stood in our kitchen preparing a salad for our guests.

	I smiled at him.  Steven knew how to read me.

	I was just thinking, I told him.  A lot has happened in the last two days.

	Oh, was all he said.  Then he nodded.

	Im wondering how much it has changed us.  Me, really.

	How do you mean? Steven said, carefully.

	The images flashed through my mind.  Id watched him screwing our neighbor and my best friend, Dawn.  At the same time, I had taken on Dawns husband, Larry.  Then, Id spent the night with him while Dawn and Steven had copulated loudly in our bedroom.  Larry and I had our share of sex during that night, too.  I had my first threesome with Dawn and Steven, and my second with my husband and Larry.  Then Stevens friend from work and her husband arrived and I willingly let him fuck me, too!  I knew I had always delighted in sex with Steven.  The fact that I enjoyed it with the others surprised me.

	A week ago I would have never entertained the idea of having sex with anyone but you, I said.  Now,

	Now you like sex and it doesnt matter with whom, Steven completed my thought.

	It does, though, I protested.  With you its different.

	I know, he grinned.  But that doesnt surprise you.  Youre amazed that you like it so much with the others.

	I guess so, I said, after a few seconds.

	Im not, Steven said.  Sex is sex and love is love.  I give you the love.  They give you sex.  Its fun.  You like it.  Thats fine with me.

	Of course, youve been enjoying yourself, too, I reminded him.

	Are you jealous? he asked.

	That question rattled around for a few seconds.  Was I jealous?  I didnt think so.  

	Whenever I saw him having sex with Dawn, her husband was usually pushing his hard cock into me.  The sensations of pure enjoyment seemed to block out any shred of doubt or jealousy.

	No, I said.  I know were all right.  Were soul mates.  Were going to stay together.  This is just for our mutual entertainment.

	Stevens co-worker, Taylor, stepped into the kitchen.  Need any help?

	She was attractive, blonde, and naked, as were we all.

	I think were about done, I responded.  You can get out the plates, if you like.

	Steven showed her where everything was to set the table.  I had to smile as I listened to the business-like nature of their communication in spite of our nudity.

	Ill go get the others, Steven offered, heading toward the patio and pool area.

	It looks delicious, Taylor said to me, reappearing in the kitchen.

	Thanks, I answered.

	Look, Terri, she said, after pausing a few seconds.  We dont know each other very well.

	I know, I agreed.

	I just want you to know that Im devoted to Jeremy.  Steven has always been off limits.  Hes your man.  I never did anything to change the status quo.

	Thanks, Taylor, I said, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.  After all, Id had her husband.  She and Steven hadnt yet connected.

	The point is, Taylor continued, I never dreamed that you and Steven were so open-minded like this.  And, she said, I want us to be friends.

	Her vulnerability touched me.  To tell the truth, Taylor, before this weekend we were pretty much a staid, ordinary, and very unremarkable couple.  Dawn and Larry, mostly Dawn, talked us into this.  Its not something wed really considered before that.

	I like her, Taylor said.  Dawns a real, down-to-Earth, no nonsense girl.

	She hasnt a shred of duplicity in her.  She says what she means and means what she says.  Some people find her abrupt, even rude.  She doesnt mean to be.  Shes simply honest. 

	What about the two of us? Taylor asked.  Can we be honest with each other?

	Sure, I said.  I promise to always tell you the truth.

	Deal, she agreed, sticking her hand out.  I shook it.

	Help me get these things to the table, I ordered her.  

	Dinner was uneventful except for the fact that the six of us were naked.  The three men seemed to have difficulty keeping the smiles off their faces.

	Any plans after dinner? Taylor tossed out easily.

	I shrugged and looked at Dawn.

	Id like to get a little buzz on, Dawn said, and get nasty.

	Sounds like a plan, I chimed in.

	Well, Jeremy and I know this little game, Taylor offered.  Its easy and it wont interfere with getting buzzed.

	Board games and such have never been top of my list.  Im pretty fair at Trivia and play a decent Scrabble, but Ive never been any kind of fanatic about them.

	Tell us about it, Larry pressed.

	Its not much, Jeremy said.  You need a single die and one card for each player, like from a deck of cards?  The guys each get a black card and the gals get a red one.

	Somebody draws two cards, one from each pile, Taylor continued for him.  That makes up a pair.  Then the rest of us roll the die.  High roll gets to tell the couple what their task is.

	Dawn grinned.  So, if the pair is Steven and me, then either Taylor, Jeremy, Terri or Larry rolls to see who gets to tell us what to do?

	Thats it, Jeremy said.  Its a lot of fun when youve got like ten couples.  But, I bet the six of us could come up with some good ideas.

	Sounds good to me, Steven said.  What do you think, Ter?

	Why not? I answered.  As long as its not something stupid.

	Oh, the group decides, Taylor said.  If we all think the challenge is stupid or dangerous, then they get to pass.  Then, the second high roller gets to make the challenge.

	That sounds okay, I said.  If you will all help me clear away this stuff and clean up Ill see if I can find a deck of cards and some dice.

	Ive got em in the car, Jeremy offered.  

	Dawn scoffed.  Uh-huh, she sneered.  Play this a lot, do you?

	Jeremy grinned toward her.  A souvenir from a previous event, he said.

	I ought to make you get them in the raw, Dawn challenged him.

	Thats what I mean by stupid, I told her.  You cant have naked men wandering around our neighborhood.  Somebody will call the cops.  Put a pair of shorts on or something, Jeremy.

	Maybe theyll send a cute cop, Dawn suggested.

	You really are an incorrigible slut, arent you? I laughed.

	Oh, she sniffed, and I suppose you wouldnt do him if he was cute?

	We all would, if he was cute, Taylor interjected.

	Put something on, I said to Jeremy.  The last thing we need are the cops, cute or not.

	We cleaned up from the meal and arranged ourselves in the den.  Steven put some soft jazz on the music system and Jeremy laid the cards and the die on the low table.  Taylor picked them up.

	What card would you like, Terri? she asked.

	How about the Ace of Hearts? I suggested.  Taylor quickly searched the deck and put the card down in front of me.

	Dawn? Taylor asked.

	Whats a good card for a manipulative bitch? Dawn wondered aloud.

	Queen of Hearts, Steven offered.  Taylor scanned the deck and put the card in front of Dawn.

	Continuing to rifle through the deck the blonde said, Ill take the Eight of Hearts, then.  She flipped the card onto the table in front of her.  Larry?

	King of Spades? Larry suggested.  Taylor placed the card face up in front of him.

	My husband likes the King of Clubs, Taylor told us.  Steven?

	Ace of Clubs be okay, my husband said.

	Okay, Taylor said.  Ill go first to show you how this works.  She put aside the remainder of the deck, gathered the six cards, and shuffled them in her delicate hands.  First, you draw a card and turn it face up.  She pulled a card from the six and flipped it over onto the table.  It was the Ace of Clubs.  Whose is that? she asked.


	Mine, Steven replied.

	Okay, she said.  Then we take Terris, Jeremys and Larrys out of the stack.  She fanned the remaining cards and pulled out the Ace of Hearts, laying it face down on the table.  She flipped the two remaining cards toward Steven.  Now, you pick one.

	Steven reached down and turned over the card on the right.  It was the Eight of Hearts.

	Hmmm, Taylor hummed.  Thats mine.  She paused.  Thats okay.  Well just make this a demonstration round.

	The Hell we will, Dawn snapped.

	Taylor shrugged.  Okay.  Whatever.  Now, Larry, you go ahead and roll.  She passed him the cube.

	Larry rolled a four.

	Now, pass it to your wife.

	Dawn rolled a five.


	Steven doesnt get to roll because his card is up.  Terri.  Youre next.

	I rolled a two.

	Jeremy picked up the die and rolled a three.

	Okay, Taylor said.  Dawn got high roll, so she gets to decide what Steven and I do.  You can also set a time limit.  As a matter of fact, it works better if you do.

	There was silence in the room.

	Anything I want? Dawn asked.

	Within reason, Taylor told her.  No blood or pain, things like that.

	So, if I said, like, suck his dick, youd have to do it? Dawn queried.

	Taylor shrugged.  Yeah.  Not very creative, though.

	You want creative? Dawn said.  Okay.  Steven, you lie on your back and let Taylor kneel astride your head so you can lick her pussy.  Hows that for creative?



	Not bad, Taylor grinned.  How long?

	Five minutes, Dawn said.

	You better get some towels, Steven directed at me as he shifted position to lie on his back.  

	When I returned from the linen closet I saw Taylor kneeling across my husbands head, her hands resting on her knees.  Her head was thrown back, her mouth open, and her breasts heaving as Steven licked and sucked on her delectable pussy.  I settled back into my position between Jeremy and Dawn, who had a strange smile on her face and a bright gleam in her eye as she watched the scene in front of her.

	Who is keeping time, I whispered to Jeremy.

	He shrugged, either unwilling or unable to take his eyes off the tableau of the couple in front of us.

	Ive got it, came the low voice of Larry.  Two more minutes.

	Taylor whimpered and moaned her way through the next two minutes.  Steven was silent except for the slurping noises he made as he ate out the blonde.  I did notice that he was fully erect, though.  The thought flashed through my mind that one of us should take advantage and mount him.  Then I decided to reserve that idea for when it was my turn to order the activities of the participants.

	When Larry called time, Taylor rolled her head and shoulders forward, lifting herself away from my husbands active mouth.  She knelt on all fours panting.

	Nicely done! Jeremy exclaimed.

	Really, Dawn agreed.

	Whos next? Larry asked.

	You are, Jeremy said.  He collected the six cards and passed them across the table to Larry.  Dont forget to mix them up.

	Larry spread the cards on the table and shuffled them around.  He gathered them up and looked at me.  I nodded to him and he flipped over the top card.  It was the King of Clubs.  Jeremy.

	Take out Taylors card, I reminded him.

	Larry spread out the cards and pulled out the remaining black cards and Taylors eight of Hearts.  He put the two remaining cards behind his back and shuffled them around.  Then he laid them on the table and pushed them toward Jeremy.  I shivered with the realization that I was hoping hed pick mine.

	Jeremy looked at the two cards and slapped his hand down on the left one.  He peeled it back, then tossed it face up on the table.  It was the Queen of Hearts.  Dawn.  I looked at Larry.  He grinned at me.

	By this time Steven and Taylor had rejoined our little circle.  Larry picked up the die and rolled a three.  We passed it around, each rolling in our turn.  Stevens six won the round.

	I dont know, my husband said.  I dont want to be repetitive.  How about a session of sixty-nine, with Dawn on top?

	Sounds good to me, Jeremy chuckled.

	Five minutes is too long, though, I tossed in.

	We usually maxed out at three, Taylor offered.  It helps move things along quicker.

	Three minutes, then, Larry said.

	Okay, Steven agreed.  Three minutes.

	The four of us watched transfixed as Dawn clambered over Jeremy, grabbed his semi-flaccid cock and shoved it into her mouth.  She lowered her hips until Jeremy had easy access to her tender pussy.  Dawn groaned into Jeremys meat as his tongue swiped across her labia and plunged into her depths.

	This position has never been a favorite of mine.  I find it hard to concentrate on giving good head when there is a tongue squiggling around in my most sensitive regions.  Dawn and Jeremy, however, were definitely into it.  Dawns ass humped viciously on Jeremys mouth as she deliciously licked and sucked on his rod.

	My husband called out, Time! when their three minutes were up.  All of us breathed a sigh.

	Holy shit! Larry whispered.

	Oh, that sucks! his wife snapped.  Thats only long enough to get ready.  I need to get laid.

	Youll have to wait your turn, Taylor laughed.  Thats why we like the three minute rule.  It gets you going, and keeps you on the edge.

	Jeremy and Dawn rose from their position on the carpet and rejoined our group at the table.

	Now what? Jeremy asked, wiping Dawns juices from his chin.

	Who drew last? I asked.

	Me, Larry answered.

	Dawn draws, then, I said, collecting the cards and passing them to the dark haired beauty.

	Dawn pulled a card.  It was the Ace of Hearts.  Whose is that?

	Its mine, I said, my guts knotting a bit.

	Dawn pushed two cards toward me.  I flipped up the right hand one.  The King of Clubs.

	Me, again, Jeremy grinned.

	So, its Jeremy and Terri, Taylor said.  Go ahead and roll, Dawn.

	Steven rolled high.

	I love it when that happens, Taylor commented.  I think its so great when the spouse gets to decide what their partner is going to do with somebody else.

	There was a moment of silence.  Then Dawn chimed in, You know, you can be a really sick bitch, sometimes.  I think I love you.

	My laugh was uneasy, but the others seemed to enjoy the joke.

	So, Larry said, Steven.  Whats it going to be?

	Well, Steven replied slowly, the truth is I really like watching my wife suck my cock.  Im wondering if Ill like it as much watching her suck off somebody else.

	Probably more, Dawn tossed out.  There were chuckles all around.

	So, Steven continued, lets have Terri on her knees in front of Jeremy.  One of her excellent blow jobs for three minutes.

	Or until he comes, Taylor added.  

	Okay, Steven agreed.

	Does she have to swallow? Larry asked.

	Oh, hell, yes! Dawn yelled.

	Steven gets to decide, Taylor reminded her.

	Steven looked at me.  He smiled and nodded.  Yes, he said.  If he comes, she has to swallow.

	I couldnt help feeling a little thrill go through me.  Id never been much of an exhibitionist.  But, Id watched Taylor and Dawn in their turns.  I decided I could do as well, if not better than either of them.  I was determined that Jeremy would come as a result of my fellating him, and I would swallow every drop and show them all up.

	Jeremy moved away from the table and I followed him.  I dropped to my knees in front of him.  His cock was still semi-rigid from his sixty-nine with Dawn.  I took it in my hand and kissed the tip.

	Wait a minute, Larry called.  Ill tell you when to start.

	I kissed the tip again, giving it a little peck, like a kiss on the cheek of a friend.

	Were just getting acquainted, I said.

	Ready.  Set.  Go! Larry yelled.

	I didnt hesitate.  I slipped the head between my lips and sucked.  The length of his rubbery member slid fully into my mouth, filling it up with his warm meat.  I slid my tongue underneath it, pressing it against the roof of my mouth.  Jeremy groaned.  I hummed my assent and heard the breath whistle through his teeth.  I had him coated with my saliva now so I withdrew, keeping my lips clamped on him as the rod slid between them.  When I felt the ridge on my lips I stopped the withdrawal.  My tongue circled the head.  I made sure the bottom of my tongue got its turn on the top of his hardness.  Then I gently squeezed him with my teeth, just to give him the sensation of sharpness.

	Oh, shit! Jeremy said.

	I quickly opened up my jaws and let him slide back into my mouth.  I didnt have to force it.  Jeremy pushed his hips toward me until my nose bumped his pubic area.  I swallowed and held him tightly in my mouth.  I reach up and cupped his balls in my left hand, gently squeezing them as I let my tongue rasp against his hardening meat.  Then I looked up and began to withdraw again.  I saw his head tilted back and felt his hand in my hair.

	Pull her hair back so we can see, Larry called.

	Jeremy looked down and our eyes met.  I felt a shudder go through him.

	If you look at me like that, he whispered shakily, Im certain to come.

	I smiled around his cock, keeping my eyes locked on his, determined to feel his hot spurts of semen coat my mouth.  I would show them all.

	For his part, Jeremy pulled my hair back from my face so the others could see the junction of our flesh, how his hardness split my lips and glistened on the withdrawal from the slickness of my saliva.  At the same time, I could feel Jeremys pressure on my head where he held my hair.  I hummed again at the delight of feeling the smoothness of his skin stretched on his hardened member sliding between my lips.  I followed the impetus of his pressure and began a rhythm that matched his unspoken urging.  Soon, we established a pattern of in and out, accompanied by a firm, but yielding pressure of my lips and tongue as his cock slid between them.

	Jeremy looked away until his eyes found those of his wife.  They looked at each other for a few seconds.  Then he looked back down at me.  I knew my eyes were shining with the delight of the various sensations of the act.  I really liked doing this.  That realization flooded me and I decided that I would never again hesitate or balk.  I am a cock-hungry slut, I repeated to myself in my mind.  This is a wonderful experience and I loved it.

	Soon, I heard Jeremy whisper as he continued to fuck my mouth.  

	Soon, I repeated, preparing for the gush of his come.  I willed him on with my eyes, lips and tongues.

	You want it? he groaned a few seconds later.

	I nodded.  I did.  My mouth was hungry for it.  I wanted the taste of it, the salty tang.  I wanted the warmth of it.  I wanted to feel the heat of him in the thick fluid of his semen.  And, I wanted the force of it as it burst forth from his cock.  I pressed my lips harder and allowed Jeremy to plunge himself in and out of my mouth at the pace and tempo that seemed to work for him.

	Here it comes! he warned me.  Im cumming!

	I quickly slid my lips back to the ridge of his head and sucked.  I could feel the pulsations of his cock in my lips.  The first pulse produced nothing.  The second, however, produced a small spattering of the warm fluid.  That opened the flood gates.  Jeremys cock spat a hot stream against the roof of my mouth.  I swallowed hard.

	Let us see! Dawn hollered.

	I opened my mouth and let the next several spurts coat my tongue.

	Oh, my word! Larry groaned as Jeremys cock pulsed out glob after glob of sticky, white semen onto my tongue.

	The pulses were weakening, but I wasnt finished.  I closed my lips around the throbbing meat and sucked.  I was rewarded with two more spurts of cream.  Then I opened my mouth, buried his cock deep inside, closed down one it and tongued the underside down its length until I had sucked Jeremy dry.

	I suddenly realized that I was breathing almost as hard as Jeremy.  Licking the length of him, I slid the marvelous meat from between my lips.  I finished as I had started.  I gave the tip several small, tender kisses, a reward for performing so well for me.

	Quite a show, Dawn quipped.

	Thank you, I said.  Then I looked up at Jeremy.  And, thank you, too.

	Im the one who should be thanking you, he grinned at me.

	Times up, Larry said.

	Everybody looked at him.  Then Taylor started to laugh.  We all joined in.

	What? Larry asked.  You wanted me to be the timekeeper.

	I think theyre finished, Taylor said.

	Oh, Larry nodded.  I guess they are.

	My husband stood up.  Im for another drink.  Anybody else?

	There were general mumbles of agreement.  Taylor volunteered to help.  Dawn disappeared toward the bathroom.  Jeremy took a seat on the couch as Larry collected the cards and organized the table.

	Who draws next, I asked Larry.

	Your husband, he answered.

	I had this idea, Dawn offered as she skipped into the room.

	Lets hear it, Jeremy said from his seat on the sofa.

	Well, Taylor said its always more fun when the spouse picks the activity for their partner.  Why dont we make it a regular part.

	How? I asked her

	Easy.  Instead of rolling the dice, we just let the spouse draw the other partner and the activity, Dawn explained.

	I shrugged.  Okay by me, I said.  Wed better ask Taylor when she and Steven come back with the drinks.

	Ask me what? Taylor wanted to know as she returned to the den.

	About letting the spouse pick the card for the partner and choose the activity, Dawn told her.

	I guess that would work, the blonde agreed.  We could try it for a couple of rounds and see.  What do you think, Jeremy?

	He was nonchalant. Why not?  Lets try it.

	Then get back down here and lets try it, Taylor ordered.

	Its Stevens turn, Larry reminded her.

	My husband picked up the cards and shuffled them.  He tossed one face up on the table.  It was the Ace of Clubs, his own card.

	Okay, Dawn said.  Now, Terri, you select the card for his partner and tell them what theyre going to do.

	I selected out the black cards and pulled my own.  You pick, I told Steven, holding the cards for Taylor and Dawn out to him, face down.  He picked Dawns.

	Sit against the wall, I directed Steven.  Dawn, you straddle him, facing away.  Just sit in his lap.  The two of them took their positions.  I looked at Larry.  You ready?

	Our neighbor nodded.  Okay, I said.  For three minutes, Steven, you kiss her neck and shoulders and caress her breasts.  Dawn, you can fondle him, and even rub him on yourself, but you cant put him inside you.

	I looked over at Taylor and smiled.  Well?

	She clapped her hands.  I love it! she said.  Theyll both be hot as two dollar pistols.

	Okay, Larry intoned.  Ready.  Steady.  Go!

	Steven gently kissed and licked my friends neck from her shoulder up to her ear.  Each time he did, he whispered something that we couldnt hear.  Meanwhile, his hands kneaded her mounds, fingers tweaking and tugging at her nipples until they grew firm and darkened.

	For her part, Dawn pulled Stevens soft meat into the folds of her vulva and stroked it.  She groaned when Steven whispered to her, and pushed his pliable flesh toward her throbbing clit.  We could all see him growing firmer as she manipulated his rod with one hand and lightly scratched at his scrotum with the other.

	Steven continued to maul her breasts while he sucked one ear between his lips.  When he released her, we could hear his whisper.  Tonight I will slide into you, he said.  Can you feel my hard meat splitting your flesh?  You want me in you, dont you?  Then he shifted to the other ear, his tongue lashing its ridges and crevices before releasing to continue taunting her.  Feel me growing in your hand?  I love the touch of your hands on my cock.  Your nipples are hard, now, wanting me to fuck you.

	Dawn groaned again, pushing his rod hard against her softness.  Her hips twitched as she rode the head of his cock in the clitoral fold.  It was as if the rest of us had disappeared.  The two of them humped against each other, following the rules but desperately wanting the ultimate feeling of penetration.

	Time! Larry called out.

	Youre shitting me, Dawn gasped.

	No, really! her husband said, defensively.  Times up.

	I dont know if I really like this game, Dawn groaned as she struggled to rise from her position.  And, you!  She pointed accusingly at my husband.  You bastard!  You knew Id want to fuck you.

	Steven grinned broadly.  Maybe your card will come up again, he chuckled.

	Oh, crap, she groused, plopping down near the table.  Her hand continued to rub her nether region for several seconds.  I need a cock, she moaned.

	There are three here, I grinned at her, ready and able to service you at the appropriate time.

	Shit! she swore, finally releasing the flesh between her thighs.

	Okay, Terri, Taylor chided.  Your draw.

	I picked up the cards and slithered them against each other, careful to slide them between one another.  I cut them, and shuffled them again.  I lay them on the table and flipped over the top card.  The King of Spades.

	Woo hoo! Larry yelped.  I was beginning to wonder.

	Damnation! Dawn said.  I guess Im not getting laid this turn.

	Pick a card, Taylor told her, to find out which one of us is.  She flipped her finger between herself and me.

	Dawn tossed down the Ace of Hearts.  My card.

	Thats mine, I admitted.

	Well, Dawn? Jeremy said.  What are they going to do?

	As much as I like watching this blonde bitch suck you off, Jeremy, Dawn said, looking square at me, I dont want my husband comparing her technique with mine.

	Too late, Larry chuckled.  Did that last night.

	She shot him a glance that would have melted glass.  So, she said, slowly, since she did such a good job of giving oral, its only fair she gets it.

	Bravo, Jeremy cheered.

	My darling husband will tongue and lick this lovelys genitalia until she comes, she concluded.

	For how long? Larry asked.

	Until she comes, asshole, Dawn snapped at him.  Im assuming youll be able to tell?

	Oh, you can tell, Steven said with a huge grin.

	Any particular position? I asked.

	Nope, my friend said.  You guys sort that out.

	Larry had me lie on my back.  He slid up the carpet and wrapped his arms around my thighs.  He gave me a light kiss on the labia that made me jump.

	Will that work for you? he asked me.

	Fine, I said, just a little nervous.

	Good, he said, then drove his tongue between those same lips, curling it so it reached into my hole.

	I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on the sensations Larry was creating inside me.  Rather, my mind swept back over the last two days.  I groaned as the electricity created by Larrys tongue fired shocks through me.  I had been missing this for so long.  Steven was a wonderful lover.  Still, he had his limits.  He couldnt keep going without rest.  In the last two days, however, whenever I wanted sex it was there.  I wondered why I had avoided this type of activity for so long.  I looked toward my husband.  His eyes were shining as he looked at me being serviced by our neighbor.  I crooked a finger at him.

	Steven knelt down beside me.  I reached up to cup his neck with my hands and pull him toward me.  Our lips met.  I knew he could feel the involuntary motions of my body in reaction to what Larry was doing to my aching pussy.  I released him and whispered, I love you.

	I know, baby, he whispered back.  I love you, too.

	Thank you for this, I said.

	I know, he nodded.  Its been terrific, hasnt it?

	All of it? I wanted to know.  A small moan escaped my lips as Larry sucked my throbbing clit between his lips and assaulted it with the tip of his tongue.

	Steven nodded.  All of it, he agreed.

	Even the blowjob I gave Jeremy?

	Especially that, he whispered.  I almost came myself just watching you with him.

	Theres just one thing, I groaned, as Larry slipped a finger inside me.

	More? Steven said, incredulous.

	I nodded my head.  I motioned him to come closer so I could whisper in his ear.

	Mmmmm, I hummed softly as I felt the beginnings of a climax start to build inside me.  I want to watch you fuck Taylor, I whispered.

	You do?

	Oh, yes! I hissed, more in reaction to Larrys ministrations than to Stevens question.  Yes, baby, I whispered, my breath now ragged.  I fucked Jeremy and I liked it.  I watched you eat her.  She looked so beautiful.  I want to see her fucked by you, to hear her beg my husband to fuck her, to make her come.  I want to see your face get tight and serious as you spurt your come inside her.  If youre card comes up with hers, thats what Im going to say.  I was finished.  I couldnt use any more breath to form words for my husband.

	All right, Steven said.  By the way, you look beautiful yourself.

	Do I?  I gasped.

	Yes, he said.  I can tell youre close.  You look so incredible when youre coming.  Youre eyes shine so brilliantly.  You stretch your neck and push against it.  I love how that makes you look.

	You want me to? I asked.

	Yes!  Show me how beautiful and sexy you are when you come, he whispered.  I love watching you.

	I grabbed Stevens hand and put it on my right breast.  He got the message, leaning over me and sucking the nipple into his mouth.  Larrys right hand was on my left breasts, pulling and kneading the nipple.  I turned toward Steven.

	Youre hard, arent you, I asked him.

	Mmm-hmmm, he mumbled, unable to release my nipple.

	I grabbed a handful of Larrys hair and pulled him to my pulsating cunt.

	You like watching your wife getting eaten? I asked Steven.

	He hummed assent again.

	I wrapped my legs around Larrys back, my hips heaving as he drove me on with his tongue and fingers.

	You like to watch me fuck, too, dont you, I cried.

	I do, Steven said, pausing for a second.

	It makes you hard to watch me get eaten and fucked.

	Steven hummed.

	I began to moan and wail.  The sensations were building to an incredible crescendo.  Sparks seemed to zap from my nipples to my cunt and back.

	Dont stop, Larry! I cried out.  Make me come!  The sensations were almost more than I could stand.  Larrys tongue continued to rasp across my zinging clit.  His finger inside me wiggled and stabbed at my G-spot.  My husbands lips and teeth worked on one breast while his friends fingers pulled and twisted the other.  Just when I thought I could stand no more, Larry popped another finger into my burning asshole.  I screamed and pushed my hips toward the ceiling.  Suddenly, everything went black.

	I wasnt out for more than a few seconds, I dont think.  I remember Stevens face blurring into view above me.  His look of concern was nearly humorous.  I started to laugh.

	What? he said.  Its not funny.  I thought you had a stroke or something.

	I knew I couldnt have been out long because I was still almost out of breath.

	I shook my head.  No, I gasped.  It was just, I panted, just too much.

	Is she all right? I heard Dawn asked.  She was standing behind her husband who knelt between my legs.

	Im fine, I assured her.  I took inventory.  Aside from the shortness of breath I had this wonderful, warm feeling throughout my body.  Everything just tingled with a golden afterglow.  As soon as I could catch my breath I knew Id be okay.

	Are you sure? Dawn pressed.

	Really, I said, straining to sit up.  I looked at Larry, whose face shone with the glistening juices from the two of us.  Man, I laughed.  You really know how to eat some pussy!



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 10
 

	 What would it take? Larry was asking my husband, Steven.  Six, maybe seven hours?

	The heat of the day and brilliant sun had driven us to close up our circle under the shade of the umbrella table on our deck.  The six of us sat in a rough circle just relaxing and sipping our cooling marguerites.

	Its three hundred miles or so, Steven answered, so, seven hours in a land yacht.

	Youre not serious, I opined toward Larry.

	His face broke into a huge grin.  Why not? he said.  That way this party doesnt have to end just because Steven has to go to Omaha.

	 Id love to go with you, Taylor said, but Jeremy really has to be at work tomorrow.

	Thats true, Jeremy agreed.  No way for me to get out of it.  Theyre starting the installation of a new system.  All the gear is already on site, and it is my system.  Ive really got to be there.

	That is a damned shame, Dawn piped in.  You two will surely be missed.  Wont they, Terri?

	Dawn was picking on me and I knew it.  Jeremys attentions toward me in our most recent episode of coupling had really gotten my juices flowing.  I was looking forward to a repeat performance and Dawn knew it.

	Wait a minute, Steven interrupted.  We havent all agreed to do this.

	Oh, hell, Steven, Dawn snapped.  Its a simple road trip.  Theres no point in you going to Omaha alone.  Larrys got the RV.  The thing sleeps twelve.  Theres plenty of room for those of us who can go and enough time to get there.  Weve already decided.

	Thats right, Larry chimed in.  To our first road trip, with benefits, he raised his glass in a toast.  Even Jeremy and Taylor touched glasses with all of us.

	How long will you be gone? Jeremy asked.

	Just two or three days, Larry answered.  Well drive up, let Steven seduce his customer and then take our time coming back.

	Jeremy nodded.  Well, I suppose I can do without her for a few days.  Id hate to deprive my wife of this opportunity.  Would you guys mind if Taylor tagged along?

	Youre kidding, Larry said.  Hell, yes!  I mean, no.  I mean, we dont mind.

	Youre tripping over your tongue, stud, Dawn snickered.

	No, I just meant Larry tried again.

	Shut up, Larry, I ordered him.  Of course we dont mind, I said in my most reasonable tone.  I smiled sweetly at my husband and shrugged.  Maybe she could help sell your client.  That is what this trip is all about, isnt it?

	He just shook his head.  Sure, he said.  Fine by me.

	If its going to make you uncomfortable, Steven, the lovely Taylor offered.

	No, Steven said, interrupting her.  Im just disappointed Jeremy can go along.

	Me, too, Jeremy grinned at all of us, but, since thats the case, take my wife, please.

	Do we have to give her back? Larry asked, a big smile crossing his face.

	Unless youre ready to trade yours in, Jeremy quipped back at him.

	Larry paused and looked up at the umbrella.  Hmmm, he hummed.  Let me think.

	Bite me, Dawn snapped at him.  Nobody would tolerate your miserable personality the way I do.

	Who, me? Larry gasped.  Why I am the definition of refined, poised, dignified and erudite.

	Crude, lustful, anxious and horny is more like it, his wife told him.

	And thats how it was decided the five of us would make the road trip to Omaha for Stevens business meeting.  Larry scuttled away to prep his RV for the journey.  Dawn, Taylor and I adjourned to the kitchen to rustle up the salad for dinner while Jeremy and Steven did whatever they do in preparation to grill steaks.

	Whats the big deal in Omaha? Dawn asked Taylor, chopping wildly at some carrots.

	The guy likes to feel important, Taylor told him.  Hes already getting a twenty percent discount on the product he buys from us.  Our boss, affectionately known as Moonbeam, wants Steven to personally visit him, to show him how important he is, and to offer him another five percent off the price.

	Moonbeam, Dawn giggled.  Why Moonbeam.

	Hes got the roundest head you ever saw, and so bald it glows.  Hes also way into the PC thing, so he sounds mushy, like a ripe melon.  Hes soft and round, I guess, and so gentle as to be icky, Taylor explained.

	What about Mr. Omaha, Dawn asked.

	Hes the rugged individualist type.  Mid-forties.  Not bad looking.  Tall, too.  Id guess around six-two or three, maybe.  A mans man.

	Oh, Dawn purred, one of those.  Thinks hes Gods gift to women.

	Not exactly, Taylor said.  He doesnt act like that in person.  But, he knows hes our biggest buyer in the area and so hes looking to exploit that.  Hes always been very nice, courteous and respectful in person, though.  At least, to me, he has.

	Probably hoping to get in your knickers, Dawn told her.

	Have you heard other women talk about him? I wanted to know.

	Never heard a discouraging word, Taylor said.  And, hes never approached me with any indication of carnal desire. 

	You suppose hes gay? I posed.

	Taylor laughed.  Charlie Elliot?  No, I dont think so.

	Okay, Dawn chided her.  You know something.  Spill the beans.

	The blonde looked her and grinned.  Look, this is just rumor, okay?  I dont have any evidence or firsthand knowledge.  But, the word is that Charlie Elliot was feeling magnanimous on one of his trips down here a couple of years ago.  He treated the entire shipping crew to a night out.  That crew included Melissa Harkins?  She looked to us in confirmation that we knew the woman named.

	I shook my head.  Dawn said, I dont know her.

	Well, Taylor continued conspiratorially, Melissa has a reputation, if you know what I mean.

	A slut, Dawn said.

	Like us, I added.

	Taylor scowled and blew off my remark with a wave of her hand.  Anyway, she continued, the word I got was that Melissa disappeared with Charlie Elliot and stayed gone for three whole days.

	So, they were getting it on, I said.  No big deal.

	Along with two of Melissas hottest friends, Taylor concluded.  According to the story, which I heard from one of Melissas buddies in Accounting, she couldnt keep up with him so she brought along two pals to help keep Charlie bedded for the three days.

	Huh, Dawn mused.

	So, hes not gay, I said.  

	I would say not, Taylor agreed.

	Not if he likes to fuck like that, Dawn said, a grin tickling the edges of her mouth.

	For Petes sake, Dawn, I groused, trying to sound outraged.  Youre not already thinking about getting laid again, are you?

	Every eight seconds, Dawn laughed aloud, unless Im in the act.  Then I think about it constantly.

	You are an incomprehensible slut, I announced.

	Yes, my darling, and if youre honest, Dawn responded, youll admit you are the same way.  You just try to hide your obsession with fucking under your ladylike demeanor.

	I shook my head in amazement.

	Fucking IS fun, Taylor agreed.

	And so is sucking cock and getting ate, Dawn chimed in.

	Now that, I can testify to, I giggled.

	And, the more you do it, the happier you are, my dark-haired neighbor said with finality.

	There was silence except for the sound of our chopping through the various vegetables as we considered Dawns latest proclamation.

	Those are three really good guys out there, Taylor finally said, breaking the silence.

	Whats your point? I asked.

	Just an observation, Taylor replied.  Its pretty unusual to find one guy who can control the testosterone, you know.  Here weve got three guys together who can keep their male egos under control.

	Weve got them well trained, Dawn said.

	I dont see why they should get all uppity, I commented.  If they dont play nice then they dont get any pussy.  And they damned sure wont get any strange.

	Weve got em by the balls, Dawn agreed, literally.

	And, we reap the benefits, Taylor reminded us.

	So do they, I told her.

	The last couple of days had allowed me to see a side of myself that had been suppressed.  It wasnt adult or correct to be so consumed by the desire or delight for sex, I had believed.  What I had awakened to was my own carnal desire and that of the two women with me.  That awareness gave me a sense of power.  I began to see how women had exercised their control over the world through the power of sex.  It made me smile.

	I had always enjoyed sex with Steven.  What I learned over the last couple of days was that sex was a wonderful experience and that it didnt make much difference who provided the stimulation.  There were differences, of course.  Larrys technique was different from Steven, and Jeremys was a new and exciting change from both Larry and Steven.  I also learned that I was aroused by the twin activities of exhibition and voyeurism.  I considered them twin activities because they both involved the action of watching or being watched.  Knowing that my loving husband was standing by and watching me aroused, enthralled and driven to distraction by the sexual activities of his wife made me crazed with desire.  At the same time I found that his involvement with Dawn and Taylor stimulated me more than I could have ever imagined.  I could nearly feel his tongue as he licked Taylors labial folds.  My own cunt pulsed when I watched him pound himself home into the dark-haired Dawn, hearing her moan with ecstasy as my husbands thrusts plunged her on toward her release.  I was a sopping mess as my pussy oozed lubricating fluids watching and vicariously feeling the soft skin and hard underpinnings of his cock while he drove himself into my friend as she swore and begged him to bring her to her climax.

	Watching was fun, I admitted, but it was even more fun to be watched.  Before this weekend I would have probably been embarrassed at the thought of somebody observing this most primal of all acts.  Yet, my experience had taught me that I enjoyed the idea of being the center of attention.  Again, I smiled.  It was an epiphany for me.  The knowing would make it simpler for me in the future.  I could and would allow the vocalizations I had always suppressed to have free reign from now on.  I was capable and enthusiastic about drawing attention to my stimulation.  Yes, I decided.  No more shrinking violet.  There was nothing wrong in the enjoyment of sexual stimulation and I would be open about it from this time forward.  This was my body.  I liked the way it felt.  Bring it on!

	Taylor, it turned out, was the practical one among us.  She took charge of organizing our little party after dinner and sorting out the details for the next days road trip to Omaha.

	Ive got to have something to wear on the trip, she said, so Ive got to go to the house and pack some things.

	We all nodded.



	Jeremy has to go to work in the morning, she continued, so it only makes sense for him to go with me.

	Steven looked crestfallen.

	Look, I chimed in, Ive already promised to spend the night with Larry.

	Thats right, he said.  We had an agreement.

	So, lets send Dawn home with Jeremy, I suggested.  Taylor, I turned to the blonde, we can stop by your place in the morning.  Well pick up Dawn and let you get some things for the trip.  That way, Steven spends the night with Taylor, Dawn stays with Jeremy, and Larry and I can occupy the guest bedroom.

	Is that all right with you? Taylor asked Jeremy.

	Sure, he said, grinning at Dawn.  But, I do have to get some sleep.

	Dont worry, baby, Dawn smiled at him.  I wont keep you up ALL night.  Ill just wake you up if I get horny.

	Youll be up all night, Steven chided Jeremy.

	Ill chance it, Jeremy grinned at him.  All this okay with you, Larry? he asked.

	Sure, Larry said.  Take my wife, please!

	Dawn and Jeremy dressed and left shortly thereafter.  We all kidded them about sleeping in separate rooms and keeping their hands to themselves and promised to be there close to ten the next morning.  I told Dawn Id bring her something to wear for the trip.

	Thats all right, she said, gaily waving.  Were going shopping when we get there.  Ill just wear what Ive got on.

	We closed the door behind them and went back to the den.

	What now? Larry asked, checking the clock.  It was just before nine.

	Im going to have another drink, I announced.  Turning to Taylor, I asked if she wanted one as well.

	Sure, she said.  One more before turning in.

	Ill have another, too, Larry said.

	Well, Im for bed, Steven said.  For some reason, Im exhausted.  He walked from the room toward the master bedroom.

	I do believe my husband has screwed himself into the ground, I chortled.

	Oh, I hope not, Taylor whispered.  You know, Steven and I havent done it yet.

	Thats right, isnt it? I nodded.  Well, not to worry.  Im sure we can rouse him.

	We sat chatting for close to an hour.  We watched the first ten minutes of the local news.  More heat for the next few days.  Then we started making motions toward turning in.

	Larry, I ordered him, you go ahead.  Take a shower, brush your teeth, whatever.  Taylor and I have something we have to do.

	The blonde cracked an eyebrow toward me.

	When Larry left, I collected the glasses and signaled Taylor to accompany me to the kitchen.

	When you guys arrived this afternoon I made Steven a promise.  That was before I had my epiphany.  Anyway, I told him that if the two of you got together I would certainly fuck your husband.  He bet me Id do him before the two of you hooked up.  So, I told him that Id help him do you if that happened.  Do you mind?

	Taylor giggled.  No.  Thats fine.  What do you have in mind?

	Lets just play it by ear, I suggested.

	We carefully padded into the master bedroom.  Steven lay on the bed, sprawled on his back.  He was, of course, naked.  His cock was flaccid and lay across his thigh.

	You know, Taylor whispered, thats been out there all afternoon.  I really hadnt noticed until now what a lovely cock it is.

	Its all yours for tonight, I told her.

	Taylor took my husbands heavy meat in her small hand.  She smiled at me and gave it a tentative lick, her tongue glistening the half-light of the bedroom.  I nodded and smiled at her, then leaned over my husbands head.

	Steven, I called softly to his ear.  Sweetie.  I just love how your cock looks and tastes tonight.  Do you mind?

	Steven grunted a little and tossed his head one time.  Mmmmm, I hummed to him.  Such a lovely cock.  We like it.  Can we suck on it a little?

	Taylors eyes shone brightly.  Very gently she slipped the head between her lips.

	Oooo! I whispered into Stevens ear.  What a nice cock.

	Hmmph, Steven grumbled.  His arms swam across the sheets a bit in his sleep.

	Ill bet youd like Taylor to suck you like that, wouldnt you, darling? I whispered to my husband.  I watched his face carefully.  A small smile crossed his lips.  I licked at his ear.

	Can you hear me, sweetheart? I whispered.

	Hmmmm, he hummed softly.

	I want you to hear me, I said, a little louder.

	Okay, he mumbled.

	So you can hear me? I said softly.

	Yeah, he said.  I hear.

	Can you feel a mouth on your cock, too?

	Hmmm, he hummed, smiling.

	Taylor had continued to slide her lips along the length of Stevens growing member.  She held it gently in one hand as her lips surrounded it and her tongue worked along the smooth skin of its surface.

	How can you hear me if Im sucking your cock? I whispered to Steven.

	His eyes shot open.  What? he said.

	Its okay, baby, I whispered, my hands holding his head gently.  Taylor has your cock.  Does it feel good?

	 Yes, he said, now more fully awake.

	Good, I answered him.  Shes going to suck you hard.  Then, Im going to help you get inside her, just like I promised.  You remember?

	I remember, he told me.  Oh, mercy, that feels good.

	Im going to put you inside Taylor so you can fuck her, baby, I whispered.  Then Im going into the guest room and fuck Larry.  Is that okay with you?

	Yes, he moaned.  Oh, that feels so nice!

	Are you hard, yet? I wanted to know.

	Mmm-hmmm, he moaned.  Yeah.  I think so.

	Is he hard, Taylor? I asked her.

	Hes coming along nicely, she said, pausing only a moment before returning his swelling rod to her lips.

	Its a nice cock, isnt it? I asked.

	Very nice, she agreed.  Among the best.

	I know, I said.  Let me help get it inside you.

	Taylor released Stevens cock.  It stayed erect as she straddled his hips.  I grabbed it and pointed it toward the slick hole between her thighs.  I held it tightly as Taylor slid herself down on the rod.  I could feel the heat of her slipping downward on him.  She moaned as his cock penetrated her.  I let go and she impaled herself completely.  I leaned in and kissed her fully on the lips.

	Take good care of him, I told her.  I patted her shoulder lightly.  And you, I directed toward my husband, enjoy one of the finest pieces of ass youre ever going to experience.

	Thank you, Taylor said.  Thank you for sharing your husband with me.



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 11
 

	The three of us looked hot.  There was no doubt.  After a round of boutique shopping, a visit to the hairdresser and nail shop, makeovers all around, each of us were stunning.  We admired each other and let the two husbands drool over us before we headed out to the appointed gathering spot for our dinner meet with Stevens client.

	Dawn opted for an orange/red full length number with no back and a V-front that plunged almost to her navel.  As if that wasnt enough, shed had it altered so the floor length skirt had a slit from the bottom to her thigh.  Every time she moved, soft, caf au lait flesh peeked from everywhere.  Her shoes matched the gown, with sharply pointed toes and heels that hiked her diminutive frame up about three inches.

	Taylor chose white.  She looked like a blonde goddess, draped in her strapless gown with the shawl across her neck.  Like Dawn, Taylor had opted for a dangerously high slit in the skirt that showed off her well-formed right leg when she walked.

	My teal gown had a similar slit in the skirt.  It had a deep V bodice that extended below my navel, clasped with a rhinestone accent just below the line of my breasts.  Id never worn a dress that left me so exposed.  I could feel the cool air on my naked back.  Dawn touched the skin below my navel and smiled broadly at me.  Thats hot, was all she said.

	We demanded the boys rent tuxes and hire out a limo for us.  Steven groaned that his accounting department at work was not going to cover all these extravagant expenditures.

	Get what you can, Dawn recommended, and the rest is the price of some great memories.



	When we arrived in high style at the club for dinner, Charles Elliot was there to meet us.  Taylor was right about him.  He looked like a poster boy for Hollywood, handsome, rugged, broad shoulders and narrow hips.  His smile was straight, white and infectious.  The redhead he had with him was both a surprise and stunning in her black sheathe, her upswept hair and what had to be four-inch come-fuck-me heels.

	Ladies, gentlemen! he beamed.  Welcome.  Im so glad to see you.  This is a delight.

	He gave Taylor an odd look.  She stuck out a hand.

	Taylor, she said.  Weve met at the company.

	Of course, of course, Charlie said, enclosing Taylors hand in his two.  I never forget a beautiful woman.

	He turned slightly toward the redhead and beamed, brilliantly.  And, this is my wife, Belinda.

	In spite of the shock we made the round of introductions.  As earlier agreed, Steven told Charlie that Taylor was Larrys wife, and Dawn was his wife.

	And I, I said, smiling at the handsome host, am Terri .  I was supposed to be your date for the evening.

	My dear, it is a pleasure.

	I dont see any reason to upset the plans, Belinda said.  She turned slightly toward Larry and Steven, as long as one of you gentlemen doesnt mind doing double duty?  Her eyes fixed on Steven.

	Uh, no, he stammered.  Dont mind at all.

	And your, uh, wife, is it? Belinda said, her voice like a velvet bell.

	We certainly hope so, Dawn quipped, or somebodys going to jail!

	There was no shortage of admirers as we made our way through the dining room under the guidance of the maitre d.  A noticeable hush fell over the room as we strutted our stuff across the room.

	Gentlemen, Charlie said as we were seated at the round table, we have the most elegant, beautiful and entrancing women in the joint, I think.  Agreed?

	Sure are, Larry said.  They smell good, too.

	The men chuckled as Dawns eyes flashed.  Taylor, she snapped.  See if you can get him under control, will you?

	Taylor leaned toward Larry and whispered in his ear.  He grinned, then nodded.  Sorry, he said.

	 Later, when we took our mass powder room break, Taylor told us what she had threatened.

	I asked him if he wanted to have his dinner with a hard on.  I said if he didnt straighten up, Id feed it to him next to his potatoes au gratin, she laughed.

	Belinda was straightforward with us when we confessed we had all thought Charlie was single.  Sixteen years of complete bliss, she said.  He denies me nothing and I do the same.  If Charlie wants it, he can have it.  He affords me the same opportunity.

	So, I said slowly, if he wants, you know

	Sex, Dawn nearly shouted, like with her.

	Im not threatened, Belinda confessed.  Charlie and I are open and above board.  If he wants to have sex with you, Terri, the only requirement is that you must agree, and I have to be aware.  Will there be a problem?

	Actually, Dawn said, we kind of thought wed seduce him tonight.  Thats before you arrived.

	All of you? Belinda queried, with a bit of amusement.

	That was the plan, Dawn replied.

	Belinda paused and looked at each of us in the mirror.  I would not be surprised, she finally said, if everybody got laid tonight.  Hows that for a modification of the plan?

	Taylor breathed out a deep sigh of relief.  I should have known, she told us.

	Dinner was no less than exquisite.  The service of the three waiters assigned to us was swift, unobtrusive and impeccable.  The wines were of the finest quality and the after-dinner brandy hit the spot.  I had a nice little buzz going.  So did the other girls.

	I couldnt help but notice, Charlie told me as we sipped our brandy, that you are wearing wedding rings.  Should I assume you are married?

	I smiled at him as warmly as I was able.  I am, I confirmed.  It will be six years this coming September.  How nice of you to notice.

	Charlie shook his head, slowly.  It was not the act of altruism you presume.  In fact, I was hoping that we might spend some time together later.

	What a coincidence, I cooed.  I was hoping the same thing.

	Then, you are married, but, shall we say, available? he asked.

	I laughed.  Dear Charlie, I said, softly.  I promise you wont be disappointed.


	Where is your husband, then? he asked.

	My darling husband is close at hand, but otherwise engaged.  He has given his approval for me to enjoy myself tonight.  When I said I am your date for the evening, I meant it in every sense of the word.

	Dinner was excellent and Charlie was funny and engaging.  I watched Steven and Larry throughout the meal.  They were attentive to Dawn, Taylor and the stunning Belinda.  Steven tried to avoid looking at me too intently.  I was sure he didnt want to cue me to the fact that Belinda was a delectable distraction for him.

	When we took our requisite nose-powdering break, I asked the other women how they thought I was doing as Charlies date for the evening.

	Youve got him, Dawn stated, as a matter of fact.  Havent you noticed him drooling all over you?

	Hes hasnt drooled once, I chuckled back.  In fact, hes been the perfect gentleman.

	He is gorgeous, though, isnt he? Taylor asked.  And, from what Ive heard, hes a terrific lover.

	He is smitten, I guarantee it, Belinda confirmed.  And, he is a terrific lover.   Youll thoroughly enjoy it.

	Is Steven taking good care of you? I asked her.

	He is funny and engaging, Belinda said.  How long have you two been married?

	Is it that obvious? I asked.

	Belinda laughed softly.  Youve been watching him watch you, and hes been avoiding your eyes all night.  Just something I pick up on.  So, where is Taylors husband?

	We had to leave him behind, Taylor admitted.  He just couldnt get away from work.

	Say, Dawn interjected.  Were not going to get paired up for the night, are we?

	I dont see how, Belinda answered.  After all, there are four of us and only three of them.  Why?  Are you afraid of getting stuck with your own husband?

	Nothing like that, Dawn said.

	Whats the plan, then? I queried.

	Well, my Dawn started, I thought we might invite them to get a room.  Then, when were ensconced, well just seduce them.

	What about your husband and mine? I asked her.

	Tools, Dawn said.  When Charlie sees Taylor and Larry getting friendly, and I do the same with Steven, hell get the idea.  Youll have to play round heels for him, though.

	Shouldnt be too hard, I laughed.  Ive gotten the reputation of being pretty easy this weekend.

	Dawn clucked.  Not easy, she said.  Enthusiastic.  Were counting on that.

	Nonsense, Belinda said sternly.  Youll all come to the house.  Weve plenty of room and great ambience.

	Our best-laid plans were confirmed when we returned.  Apparently, the men had come up with the same idea.

	Charlie has asked us to his home, Steven ventured.

	Lovely! Dawn said.  I take it you have a decently stocked bar?

	Charlie laughed.  Theres beer in the fridge, an automatic ice maker and bourbon, scotch, rye, gin, vodka with a variety of mixers in the bar.

	No sherry? Dawn quipped.

	There might be some in there somewhere.  Ive also got a fair assortment of wines, if you choose.

	Nope, Dawn said.  I want hard liquor.

	Taylor? Charlie asked.  

	Im sure well find something, she looked at Larry.  Right, darling?

	Right, Larry said, flustered at Taylors calling him darling.

	And what about you, Terri? Charlie asked me.

	Rye and ginger ale? I responded.

	Charlie grinned, his bright, blue eyes gleaming.  That I can handle.

	Im quite sure I reddened at the thought of Charlie handling other parts, as well.

	Great! Charlie said.  Ill have the car sent around and you can follow us to the house.  He left the table to deal with the valet.

	Charlies car turned out to be a large, white Mercedes.  Oh, Im riding in that, Dawn said.

	Why dont the three of us ride with Charlie, Taylor suggested.  The boys can bring the motor home.

	Steven looked at Larry and grinned.  Fine, he said.
And Ill ride with the boys to make sure they dont get lost, Belinda said.

	We made a little convoy with Charlie leading the way.  Taylor and Dawn sat in the rear of the Mercedes and I sat next to Charlie in the front.  We rode for about fifteen minutes and pulled up to a large, wrought-iron gate.

	Ooo! Dawn exclaimed.  A gated community!  I should have expected as much.

	Actually, Charlie announced, its a gated estate.  This is my home.

	Holy crap! Dawn said in a low voice.

	Charlie laughed.  Now Dawn, he said.  Has anything happened that would indicate to you that Im one of those snooty rich guys?

	No, Dawn had to admit.  Youve been a gracious host.

	Exactly, Charlie said.  Thats my goal.  Ive made three new friends, tonight.  Ive known Steven and Taylor here for a while.  I hope that you, Terri and Larry will join our group of friends.

	Im in, Dawn said.

	The house was spectacular.  We entered through a foyer of marble flanked by curving stairways.  We waited while the men and Belinda unloaded from the motor home and Charlie ushered us all into a living room.

	They call this a great room, he said.  I use it more like an informal entertaining area.  Theres a plasma TV behind those doors, he pointed to a dark wood cabinet, and a killer stereo system.  The bar is over there, he indicated the opposite end of the room, and plenty of place to sit and relax.  

	There were four couches and several easy chairs placed throughout the room.  The lighting was indirect and set low.  The room had a warm and inviting appearance.

	Now, Charlie asked his guests, what can I get for everybody?  Belinda?  The usual?

	Thank you, darling, she said.

	He took all our drink orders then asked us all to take seats in the room.  Taylor snuggled up next to Larry on one of the sofas.  Dawn walked around the room inspecting the various fixtures.  Belinda attached herself to Steven.  I stayed at the bar as Charlie worked.

	I hope you wont be tied up tending bar all night, I remarked.

	Your wish is my command, my dear, he said.  Ill be glad to let the others take a turn as necessary.

	Charlie delivered the round of drinks to everybody and announced wed all be responsible for any refills we desired.  There is a fascinating woman here that Im anxious to get to know, he said.  He turned his gaze on me and smiled.  My stomach did another flip.

	He moved easily across the room, pushed a couple of buttons and soft music swelled gently in the night air.  Good? he asked.

	Perfect, of course, I replied.

	Belinda and Steven took to the center of the floor in a swaying dance to the gently wafting music.  Dawn drifted to the bar as I sat sipping my cocktail and Charlie busied himself cleaning up after his drink service.  Taylor and Larry soon joined Belinda and Steven as the three of us watched from the bar.  Belinda had Stevens tie off and was slowly working the buttons of his shirt when Charlie remarked, It seems my wife has become attracted to Steven.  Is this going to be a problem?

	Not at all, Dawn said.  In fact, I was thinking youd be in the same state of undress if I could get you out there.

	But, Terris my date for the evening, Charlie mugged.

	I hope that wont get in the way of our friendship during the course of the evening, Dawn smiled at him.  Will it, honey? she directed to me.

	I shouldnt think so, I said, screwing up some courage.  I would, however, like the advantage of the first dance with our host.

	Done, Charlie said.  He swept out from behind the bar, offered his hand, and led me to the area that had apparently been designated the dance floor.  He closed me in a loose grasp and we began to move in time to the music.

	I watched as Belinda, seemingly in a light trance, rubbed her hands across my Stevens chest.  I knew hed be sporting and glorious hard by now, and it was only a matter of time before Belinda discovered his state of arousal.

	Belinda murmured to him in a tone barely audible above the music.

	Do you know why I like to wear my hair up like this?

	Steven hummed and shook his head, gently.

	It shows off my neck.  Do you like my neck?
My husband grinned.  It is lovely, he said with certainty.

	I get very turned on when someone kisses my neck, she murmured.  Wouldnt you like to see if you are the someone tonight?

	Very much, my husband said.

	Belinda thrust her hips forward and tilted her head to the side.  Be my guest, she whispered.

	Steven lay a gentle string of kisses along the redheads neck, beginning under her ear and ending at the join between neck and shoulder.  Belinda shivered.

	Yes, she hissed.  You are the one.

	She shoved Stevens jacket off his shoulders and tugged at his suspenders.  She released the catch on the front of his trousers and pulled his shirttail free.  It took her a few seconds to unlatch the cuff links and push the shirt away from his lean, healthy body.  She tossed the shirt on top of his jacket on the nearest sofa.  She dropped into a squat and began to plant various seductive kisses across his abdomen.  Meanwhile, her hands were busy stroking his hardness through his trousers as she deftly released the catches and zipper.

	I cant wait to get to this, she whispered to him, reaching into his boxers and freeing his throbbing manhood from its entrapment there.


	I was fascinated watching her lips surround his meat and suck it into her mouth.  Steven groaned.

	I realized I had gotten quite damp watching the hostess strip and seduce my husband.  I squeezed Charlies neck and held on.

	Want to know something? I whispered to him, my own voice a strange, hoarse whisper that surprised me.

	Please, Charlie answered.

	I want to do the same to you as your wife is doing to my husband.

	But, what about your friend?

	She can have you when Im done with you.



Take My Wife, Please

Chapter 12

 
	Belinda looked like a cat climbing up and down my husbands frame.  Her long limbs seemed to move independently as she pawed and clawed her way along his body shedding both his clothes and hers as she went.  She kept Steven transfixed, as the tall redhead took charge of the business at hand.  The one concession to surrender Belinda made was to turn her back to him so he could unzip her gown.  She didnt so much remove it as to scrape it off her body using my husband as a rasp.

	For the first time in three days I felt a pang of jealousy stab my gut as I watched this performance.  The fact that she was so apparently into him and that he made no move to resist, take charge or even participate, but merely surrendered to her blatant sensuality had me considering the possibility that her attentions might shift his affections away from me.

	Her tongue dragged up his chest from his hard belly, across his nipples to his neck.  I heard her growl that he should take off her one remaining garment.  My thong, she whispered hoarsely.  Get it off.

	Amazing, isnt it, Charlie said sotto voce in my ear as we continue to sway to the music.

	Youve seen it before? I wondered aloud.

	Several times, he admitted.  It never ceases to fascinate me.

	Steven hooked his thumbs in the waistband of Belindas thong and stripped it down her shapely thighs and calves.  Belinda stepped lightly out of them and returned to her journey up and down my husbands body.  Her hand clasped around his erect member and steadied it as she administered several long licks, her pink tongue laving the flesh.  At the end of her last lick, she simply closed her lips over the head and sucked his length into her succulent mouth.

	I tore my eyes away from the scene to survey the remainder of the room.  Taylor, I saw, had Larry on one of the sofas.  His legs were splayed out and his head rested against the back.  Still in her gown, Taylor knelt between his legs.  She had his cock poking through his trousers and was bouncing her blonde tresses as she enveloped it between her lips.

	Larry, I thought to myself, who had been so thrilled to take me just two nights ago.  Larry, my neighbor, who had fantasized about sex with me as his wife, Dawn, plotted and schemed to arrange our very first swap session.  Larry had worshipped at the altar of my body in our guest room the first night Steven and I engaged in the swap.  I remembered hearing Dawn moan in ecstasy as my husband ministered to her insatiable sexual appetite while Larry licked my yearning pussy.

	We had moved so far beyond that simple swap.  Taylor and her husband had joined us yesterday and I felt the girth and strength of Jeremy moving steadily inside me, sparking the nerve endings as he plowed the furrow of my pussy with his marvelous cock.  Then I had helped my husband enter the delicate folds of Taylor, holding his member and directing it inside her, before returning to the guest room and Larrys attentions throughout the previous night.

	Shouldnt we get this man naked?  Dawns sultry voice startled me out of my reverie.

	Yes, yes! I agreed, turning my attention to Stevens client and gorgeous hunk of manhood.  My fingers seemed stiff as I plucked at his tie.  

	Dawn drew off his jacket and left me to work the buttons on his dress shirt.  Charlie shrugged off his braces and Dawn went to work on his shoes.  In seconds, the glorious Charlie Elliot stood naked in front of us.

	What about you two? he asked.

	Dawn turned her back to me and I unzipped her gown.  I reversed my position and Dawn returned the favor.

	The secret is out, Charlie chuckled.  None of you wore bras!

	Device of Satan, Dawn quipped, quickly shucking her thong, and approaching Charlie on the left.

	I snagged my white thong and tugged it down, stepping away from the tiny garment.  Charlie wrapped his right arm around me as I snuggled against his body.

	My right hand naturally ascended to his chest.  I stroked the skin, then let my hand descend toward his hardening member.  

	Belinda had maneuvered my husband onto his back on the carpet of the room.  With her knees on each side of my husbands head, she was licking down his length, pausing to briefly envelope his cock with her lips.  Each time she achieved that position Steven lifted his head and licked at the tender folds of her labia.  But, as soon as he began Belinda would release his hard and administer kisses along his torso up to his chest, forcing Steven to relinquish his prize and submit to the redheads attentions.

	Tell me, Mr. Elliot, Dawn was saying, Do you like to eat pussy?

	Charlie laughed.  Indeed, he replied.

	Do you prefer naked blonde pussy or naked dark-haired pussy?

	I have no such preference, he said, playing along with joviality.

	Thats fine, Dawn said.  In as much as the blonde is your date for the evening, Ill allow her first option at penetration.  You will, however, be required to perform on me in order to insure my cooperation.

	Darling Dawn, Charlie teased, if you taste as good as you look, that is no encumbrance at all.

	Good, Dawn said with finality.  Lets get to the sucking and fucking.

	Charlie lay on his back.  I looked at his firm member standing upright.  It was a beautiful cock.  

	Im going to worship your cock before I put it inside, I told him.  I hope you dont mind.

	I am here for you, my dear, Charlie said.  Use me as you will.

	I managed to arrange myself so I could suck on Charlies cock while still observing the activities of my husband and his redheaded partner.  As I planted tiny kisses along the length of Charlies beautiful member, I saw that Belinda had relented and allowed Steven full access to her pussy.  She knelt across him, her mouth locked on his cock as Steven slurped the juices from her nether regions.  He grunted and groaned with exertion and delight at the variety of sensations.

	In the meantime, Dawn positioned herself kneeling across Charlies head.  Her delicate flower immediately became the center of his attention.  I stopped ministering to his lovely member just long enough look over my shoulder and watch his pink tongue slide seductively between her nether lips.  My own pussy nearly gushed with sensation just seeing the contrast of his shining tongue and the delicate folds of Dawns labia.  I returned to my selective licking and kissing of the meat tower in front of me and felt Charlies cock lurch between my lips in reaction to the excitement and stimulation of the moment.

	My mind was awash in the broad variety of sensations.  I could hear Steven as he continue to lap at Belindas nectar.  I felt Charlies throbbing member in my hand and on my lips as I slickly slid my mouth up and around it.  Across the room, Taylor and Larry were already in position as he slid himself into her from behind.  The music played softly in the background and the lighting was subdued and permitted us to just see one another without a hint of harshness.


	What I wanted at that moment was for Steven to watch me.  I lifted my head and whispered harshly.

	Steven! I rasped.

	He raised his head from the redheads pussy, a look of confusion on his face.  I smiled at him.

	Watch! I urged in a low whisper.  Watch as your wife plays the slut.

	I ran my tongue up the thick length of Charlies member.  When I reached the tip, I swirled it around, lapping up the precum oozing from it.  Then I enveloped it in my mouth, diving down until my nose rested in his pubes.  I slowly withdrew, gently scraping my teeth along its length.  When I reached the tip, I gave it a little kiss and then looked back at my husband and grinned.

	You are so hot, he murmured.  

	I chuckled.  I knew I was hot.  What I needed was for my husband to see and acknowledge it even as his dick was being consumed by the lithe, gorgeous wife of my present partner.

	I want to watch you fuck her, I whispered to him.  I want to see her eyes as your cock slides into her.

	You get on him, he said, his voice strange and tight.  Put his cock inside you and then you can watch.  Then he went back between Belindas thighs, driving his tongue into the recesses his cock would soon be filling.

	Steven was right.  What I was aching for was the feeling of a hard cock lodged inside me.  I shifted position, releasing Charlies meat and stepping astride our host.  I grabbed the shaft and knelt down, jamming him into the damp hole that yearned to be filled.  The tremendous relief and marvelous fullness made me groan as I sank down on him, letting his slippery hardness reach into my depths.  This was, I determined, a mighty fine cock I had put inside me.  It was just long enough to fit comfortably, full in girth, giving me a nice stretch, and plenty hard enough to reach all the right places.  I smiled to myself, nodded, then reached down to caress the heavy balls attached to my prize.

	Situated and satisfied to an extent as I was, I took inventory of the situation around the room once again.  To my left, Larry and Taylor were grunting as my friends husband pounded her from behind.  Taylors hair glistened as it gently tossed each time the two bottomed out.  She was giving back to him all Larry could hand out.  As he drove forward, she thrust back.  They were methodically pounding each other with determination and a steady rhythm.  

	Behind me, Dawn was softly and happily muttering a variety of vulgarities as our host tongued her steaming hole and nibbled her tender flesh. 

	And, not seven feet away, my husband had shifted positions and maneuvered Belinda onto the edge of one of the love-seats that dotted the room.  Her feet, still encased in the sharply pointed heels, pointed toward the ceiling as Steven approached her on his knees, his engorged prick pointing straight toward her welcoming pussy.

	Open your eyes, he directed her.  I want to look into your eyes as I enter you.

	Yes, she hissed at him.  Watch my eyes as you fuck me.

	I lifted my body nearly off of Charlies cock as my husband placed his at the entrance to Belindas steaming hole.  As Steven slid into the redhead, I lowered myself onto her husband member, mimicking the sensations she experienced.  She licked her lips as he filled her with his meat, wrapping her legs around his back and grasping his shoulders with her slender fingers.  Her head nodded.

	Thats it, she groaned.  Put it deep in me and fuck me, darling.

	The sound of her calling my husband darling was endearing and tender, in spite of the raw sensuality of the moment.  I was pleased.  She obviously enjoyed him and was eager to experience him as a lover.  

	Stevens strong thrusts prompted several grunts which transformed into groans of pleasure as her hips rose to meet him.  He held tight to her waist, pulling her body toward him.  Meanwhile, my thrusts on Charlie matched my husbands lunges into his wife.  Charlie responded much as she did, raising his hips to match my plunges.  In spite of my desire to watch my husband and his wife, the sensations of Charlies cock inside drove me to close my own eyes and establish an independent rhythm.  I could feel his hands on my own hips as I rocked back and forth on him.  

	Taylor cried out in passion as Larrys enthusiastic drive toward their mutual conclusion reached a zenith.  Dont stop! she wailed, Please!  Im there, baby!  Make me cum!

	Her cry surprised me.  I hadnt heard her vocalize her delight in this manner at any other time.  Larry must have been doing a masterful job of driving the other blonde toward her climax.  While he had made love to me several times over the past couple of days, he had always been gentle and tender.  Our joining had always been comfortable and satisfying, but not the world-crashing culmination Taylor was apparently experiencing.

	I squeezed myself on Charlie.  Taylors yelping was largely responsible, but the truth was that Charlies cock was as near perfect as any Id ever had.  It felt so damned good that I was barely able to restrain myself.  I half-giggled to myself with the thought.  Any cock Id had, I thought.  What was that?  Three?  Steven, Larry, and Jeremy.  Charlie made four.  This was good.  I felt such gratitude for Dawn and Steven for allowing me this experience.  This whole weekend had been a revelation.  I liked fucking.  I liked it and I liked the idea of comparing cocks, sizes, techniques, and methods.  And the fact that my Steven was a couple of yards away enjoying the delicacies of Belinda didnt bother me at all.  In fact, it made it that much better.  This way, I could enjoy my new hobby of cock comparisons without my darling husband being deprived or deceived.  It was delicious.  The truth was that I hoped it would continue.  I would be thrilled every time my husband told some attractive male, Take my wife, please.

	 	Time to deliver, Charlie, I murmured, and increased the tempo of my lunges.  I was ready to cum.  I wanted to see if his size, girth, and technique would enhance the experiences Id had.  I lunged forward and back, and, bless his heart, Charlie kept up.  Every time I plunged down on him, Charlie would arch his back and shove his cock further up inside me.  The in-and-out motion set off sparks along my vaginal canal, and rubbing his veined cock along my clit stimulated a veritable storm of sensations that seemed to collect in a hard ball deep in my belly.  I determined I could keep going until I felt him unload his hot essence inside me.  Then, I would release all my tensions and sweep to my own climax.


	Charlies hands grasped my hips.  He kneaded the flesh like soft dough.  I could tell he was getting close.  Sensitive to his need for consistency of motion and an increase in tempo, I speeded up my lunges, not changing position, but simply going faster.  My concentration was shattered when I heard Belinda literally scream.

	Yes, darling, fuck me! she bellowed.  Fuck me harder, faster, just fuck me!

	I looked up and saw Steven, with a fine sheen of sweat on his shoulders pounding himself into the redhead.  Her ankles were on those shoulders, her high heels pointed at the ceiling.  Her hands clawed at his hips.  She continued to stream together a river of words urging my husband on.

	Oh, yes, she screamed, Im cumming now.  Keep fucking me.  Make me cum on you.  Shoot your hot cum inside me.  I want you to cum in me.  Cum for me now, at the same time Im cumming.  Your cock feels so good.   Youre the best, darling.  Just fuck me til I cant take it.  Thats it.  Just fuck me!

	Charlie apparently heard the same shrieks and it was all he needed.  I felt his glorious cock swell inside me and the first spurt of hot semen splashed my love tunnel.  The hard ball of my own climax burst and Charlie and I pulsed together as he squirted his cum into me and my muscles attempted to milk every drop out of him.  When the ball exploded, I couldnt hold in the cry of ecstasy that escaped my lips.  Oh, fuck, yes! I wailed, unconscious of the words, and only barely aware of making any sound.

	Dawn was busy filling Belinda in on our weekend when I returned from the bathroom.

	Youve got yourselves a little club right there in your neighborhood, dont you? the redhead said.

	We hadnt really thought about it that way, Dawn said.  It was sort of spontaneous.

	Thats crap, I told them.  Dawn, Larry and Steven have been strategizing for weeks.

	So, you were the last to come along? Belinda asked me.

	It would seem so, I acknowledged

	It suits you, though, she said.

	It does suit her, Dawn agreed.  Beside, she didnt resist too hard when we finally proposed the swap.

	And I, Taylor chimed in, was a happy accident.

	Belinda cocked an eyebrow.

	Taylor kind of walked in on us, Dawn said.  Hussy bitch saw we were all naked and asked to join the party.

	Youre just mad because Ive just fucked your husband better than you ever did, Taylor gibed at her.

	Fairs fair, Dawn retorted.  Remember, your husband was doing me all night long last night.  Thats a fine hunk of cock.

	Ladies, please! came Larrys interjection.  I resent being referred to as a single piece of anatomy.

	You mean like a fine piece of ass? Belinda chided.

	Exactly, Larry said.  You are obviously more than a fine piece of ass.

	Although, Steven offered, she is a fine piece of ass.

	And a pretty good fuck, too, Belinda encouraged my husband.

	Absolutely, Steven confirmed.

	Well, it sounds like lots of fun, Belinda said.  Charlie and I will have to visit for the festivities some weekend.

	I looked at Dawn, who nodded imperceptibly.  I checked Taylor.  She grinned.

	That would be perfect, she said.  Wed love to have you and Charlie join us.  Im sure Jeremy would find you delectable.

	Not to mention a fine piece of ass, Charlie chuckled.

	Belinda looked at him sternly.  So, tell me, Terri.  Now that youve started down this path, does it suit you as much as it seems?

	I shrugged.  It seems so.  My emotions seem to be under control.  I dont get really jealous until a glorious beauty like you takes up with my husband.  Then, I just put all that energy into fucking whoever my partner is.  By the time Ive cum a couple of times things seem to balance out.

	Well, youve seem to have had practice, she smiled at me.  All of your husbands partners this past weekend are stunning.

	We are a pretty good-looking bunch of bitches, arent we? Dawn said.  Dont you boys think so?

	The men all agreed and Belinda rose to help Charlie refresh our drinks.  When they returned, they seemed to settle so that the next set of coupling could be accomplished.  Charlie settled in next to Dawn.  Belinda moved toward Larry and urged Taylor toward Steven.

	You know, if Dan was home, Belinda said to Charlie, we wouldnt be unevenly matched like this.

	Who is Dan? Dawn asked.

	Charlies son, Belinda replied.  Hes just home from college for the summer.


	Hes not your son? Dawn wanted to know.

	Heavens no! Belinda said.  That would be incest!  No, hes Charlies from his first marriage.  Im Charlies trophy wife.

	Youve been doing your stepson? Dawn sounded shocked.

	Hes not really a stepson, darling.  In fact, Dan introduced me to Charlie.  We were dating for about three months before I took up with Charlie.

	I told you that you were too mature for my son, Charlie laughed.

	Well, since Dan and I were already sleeping together, we didnt see any reason to stop just because I took up with Charlie.

	And, youre okay with that? Dawn asked.

	Charlie shrugged.  Dan and I have common interests.  Belinda is one of them.

	Sounds like youve got your own little club right here, I told Belinda.

	Ive been very deprived since Dan when off to college, she said with a mock frown.

	Nonsense, Charlie chided her.  When have I ever denied you?

	Excuse me, Dawn interjected, scooting herself around our host.  Do you mind if I suck on this while you two argue?  She grabbed his flaccid cock and raised it up to her lips.

	Leave it to Dawn to get everybody rolling down the familiar track.  I got to enjoy the site of the three couples in front of me in various forms of foreplay.  I was seated comfortably on the sofa, sipping at my drink, with my right leg cocked on the cushions and my left foot resting on the floor.  A soft, masculine voice came from behind me.

	I seem to be overdressed for this party, the voice said, barely audible.  I looked to my right and saw a 20-year-old Charlie Turnball standing just behind my sofa.

	You would be Dan? I asked, not even bothering to attempt to hide my nakedness.

	Thats me, he grinned. If you dont mind Ill fix a drink and sit here next to you.  You seem to be missing a partner.

	Terri, I said by way of introduction, sticking out my hand toward him.  He took it and held it very still.

	Warm.  Walk with me to the bar.  I think I like your attitude.

	I walked with Dan to the bar and he efficiently mixed his scotch and soda.  Anything for you? he asked.

	Ive just had a refill, I said.  Id like to keep conscious.

	He motioned toward the sofa and we walked in that direction, skirting the couples on the floor.

	You dont seem surprised, I said.  Does this happen often?

	Not often, he replied, gesturing to the seat, but frequently enough to not surprise me.  My parents are highly sexual people.  Ive seen it before.  What brings you here?

	I pointed to Steven as he energetically slurped at the delectable Taylor.  My husband.

	Dan nodded.  And have you just been sitting here naked watching all night?

	I sipped at my drink.  Actually, no, I said, feeling somewhat embarrassed.  Just this round.  Your father and Iwell, you know.

	He smiled.  Indeed I do.

	And, I began, I know, too.  I mean, about Belinda.

	His mouth made an O as he nodded and sipped his Scotch.  It must seem strange and perverted to you.

	I shrugged.  I dont know.  Father and son, both are having sex with the same woman, as long as shes not the real mother?  I guess its okay.

	We started before she met my Dad, Dan said.  It was her idea to keep going.

	That doesnt surprise me, I acknowledged.  What was your fathers reaction?

	He said it was better than her slipping around on him.  Hed rather know about it, have it all out in the open.

	What about you?

	Dan smiled and nodded.  She loves me.  Dont get me wrong, she loves my Dad, too, a lot.  We both love her, too.  So far, it seems to work.

	Same for me, I admitted.  So far, it seems to work.

	The cry from the other side of the room startled us both.  Dan!  Dan!  Is that you?  Belinda had realized that the young man was in the room with us.

	Yes, its me, Belinda, Dan called back.  Looks like youre having fun.

	The redhead was on her hands and knees as Larry pounded into her from behind.

	Very nice, Belinda said.  One of my favorite ways, you know.

	I know, Dan laughed.  He had the same engaging, bright smile and laugh that his father had.

	Oh, oh! Belinda yelped as Larry punched home a couple of deep thrusts.  Get naked, Dan, and share yourself with our guests, Belinda directed.

	Do you mind? Dan asked me.

	I dont see why not, I replied.  Im naked.  You might as well be, too.

	Dan stood and pulled his polo shirt over his head.  He shucked off his loafers and unbuckled his belt.  His trousers and underwear came off in a single sweep.  When he stood up, I could see he had the same swimmers body as Jeremy.

	Nice, I commented.

	Thanks, Dan said, resuming his seat next to me.  So are you.

	I raised my glass and we touched rims.

	We dont have to do anything, you know, he said, you and me.  I know this must be a bit strange to you.

	Sweetie, Ive fucked four strange men in the last couple of days.  I dont imagine one more will destroy me.

	Oh, he said, looking a little sad.  Im sorry you havent enjoyed your experiences.

	I didnt say that.  All of them were lovely and exciting.  I just dont want you to feel obligated to do anything.  But, if you would like to, Im fine with it.

	You know what Id like, Terri? he said.  Id like to sit here and chat with you just like weve been doing.  No pressure.  No plan.  Just enjoy each others company.

	And, if we feel like it later, we can fuck like mink, right?

	If we feel like it, he agreed.

	We talked for nearly thirty minutes.  I found out he was doing fairly well at college and seemed to enjoy the challenge.  His frustration was in the survey courses that seemed intent on cramming an entire course of instruction into one term and the intention of too many of his graduate teaching assistants to cull out those they believed werent capable of making the grade.  When I asked about his intended major, he was unsure.

	I like science in high school.  Math was great.  I dont want to do business, though.  I really havent made up my mind.

	As we talked, I thought, I really like this kid.  Hes got a good head on his shoulders, seems unabashed about his personal situation and is easy-going and well-balanced.  I decided that I really did want to fuck him.

	I began by reaching back and stroking him gently as we talked.  He asked me how I had come to be involved in the mini-orgy in his home.

	Whats a full-fledged orgy, I wanted to know.

	Oh, five couples, at least, he said.

	I told him the story of Dawn, Steven and Larrys original plan and my eventual decision to go along.  Then I told him something I hadnt even admitted to myself or to Steven.

	The fact is, I really, really liked it, I said.  There hasnt been a second that I havent just relished all the sensations and the reactions.  I guess that makes me a slut.

	Thats much too pejorative a term, he said.  Youre enthusiastic.

	Youre right.  Im an enthusiastic slut.

	We both laughed.

	That being the case, I said, having determined to advance, Id really, really like it if youd fuck me.  Would you mind?

	Dan responded by sliding off the sofa to the floor, plopping my knees across his shoulders and directing his tongue toward my box.

	Ive been drooling for this since I came in, Terri.  Can I please eat your pussy before we fuck?

	Yes, darling, I said, mimicking his mother, please eat my pussy before you fuck me.

	Dan did both, and did them both exquisitely.  It was obvious that Belinda had taught this youngster well.  The fact that they were both so open about their sexuality had apparently allowed them both to practice the finer points of both operations.  He had me screaming with orgasms several times before he pulled his lips from my steaming box.
  
	My pussy was literally quivering by the time he finally penetrated me.  The sensation was not unlike a small orgasm as he gently slid himself deep within me.  I smiled as I recognized that I was in the same position on the love seat that his step-mother had been when my husband had taken her.

	Thats never happened before, I gasped, looking into his handsome face and feeling his meat lodged inside me.

	A look of concern crossed his face.  Are you all right? he asked.

	Definitely all right, I breathed.  Youre the first to make me orgasm during penetration, though.  Ive never had that happen to me before.

	He grinned.  That sounds sort of clinical.  Did you come when I fucked you?

	He slid himself out and back in, making my eyes roll up in me head.

	Almost constantly, I whispered.  I think I like how you fuck me.

	Dans lovemaking started out firm, but gentle.  His thrusts began slowly and inexorably and increased in tempo and resolve as he expertly brought me toward what I knew would be a crushing climax.  Then, he backed off, slowing to his original gentle, temperate pace.  My body backed away from the orgasm I knew was building within me.  When Dan sensed I was no longer teetering on the edge, he slowly built up his speed and intensity.  My hands rested on his strong shoulders, fingers grasping tighter as I rose toward my crest.  I readied for the exhilarating ride over the edge, but Dan eased me back yet again.  When I could focus on his face, I could see he was smiling at me.

	Having fun? he asked.

	Sweetie, I gasped, youre very good.  You are going to let me come, though, arent you?

	Absolutely, he said.  But, Im a bit of a control freak.  I love the idea of bringing you close, then backing you off over and over.  When it happens, when we come, well come together and it will be amazing, I promise.

	And I love how your cock feels inside me, sliding in and out, piercing me, filling me.  How did you learn to do this?

	He nodded in the direction of Belinda.  The redhead, he said.  She taught me that sex isnt a race to orgasm.  Its a journey of hills and valleys, leading to a mountaintop experience of extreme pleasure, followed by a long, delirious descent into a valley of tenderness and comfort.

	Oh, my God! I exclaimed.  Come live with me and be my love!

	And give up all this? he joked.  Besides, what about your husband?

	I have enough love for both of you, I told him.  Or, we could just leave him with Belinda until he learns like you did.

	Im sure Belinda would like that, he said.  But, for right now, I want to concentrate on Terri.

	Please do, I urged him.  

	All during our kidding, Dan continued to slide gently in and out of me.  My nether regions tingled with a million sensations elicited by the slippery friction.  My nipples nearly ached.  Warmth spread from the joining site of our bodies throughout my belly and into my neck.

	Another hill and valley was crossed as Dan worked his magic on me.  Only my trust that he would provide glorious completion overcame a sense of frustration when he backed me away from the precipice one more time.

	Oh, please, I moaned.

	Dan leaned forward and kissed my mouth, his tongue firmly, but gently, probing, licking at my lips, entwining with my own.  This was a lovers kiss, not just another point of hot contact.  The sensation of our lips together made me grasp at his meat with my muscles.  He leaned back and looked into my eyes, smiling with satisfaction.

	Yes, was all he said.

	This time, Dan ran me up the hill with a sense of urgency. I knew it was going to be glorious.  I could feel the sensations begin at my toes.  It traveled up my ankles, calves and into my thighs.  I couldnt help the moan that escaped my lips.

	We kept traveling up the slope toward the climax.  This was a partnership in pleasure.  He wanted my pleasure and I definitely wanted his.  My muscles clamped on his hardness.  His hands left the back of my thighs and grasped my nipples.  He milked the ache out of them.  His breath was sweet and gusty as it brushed across my shoulder.  My entire body felt electrified with sensations.

	Dont stop! I cried out.  Oh, please, dont stop!

	I felt his lips suck at the tender flesh between my shoulder and my neck.  That was all I needed.  I dont know if what came out of my throat was a scream, a cry, a moan, or if there were words attached to the sounds.  All I knew was that there were fireworks going off in my brain; that my entire body was like a tightly coiled spring on the point of release.  At the moment of topping the crest I became aware that Dan was continuing to thrust with eagerness and strength.  I wished with all my heart that his release was as close as mine.  I wanted him to enjoy me as much as I was enjoying him.  I wanted us to come together.

	Dans groan followed my own crest by only a few seconds.  I could feel the pulsation of his member and the hot jet of his semen spurt deep within me.  Dan partially withdrew, then thrust deeply inside.  The next release seemed longer and stronger than the first.  He held himself imbedded for the subsequent hot spurts.  It felt so wonderful that another sound escaped my throat.

	As our ragged breath slowed to a more normal rhythm, I took his face in my hands.  His eyes were just a little glazed and distant.  I pulled him to me and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips, just teasing those lips with my tongue.  I sure hope that was as good for you as it was for me, I whispered.

	You really are lovely, he told me, and enthusiastic.  That was wonderful.  Thank you.

	You cant come live with me, you know, I said.

	Dan grinned broadly.  I know.  But, I hope we will always be friends.

	With benefits, I acknowledged, for as long as you like.

	I became aware of the room as Dan and I continued locked together in the aftermath of our joining.  Belinda was beaming.  

	Isnt he marvelous? she asked me.

	That he is, I told her.  Ive decided to take him home with me.

	Not until he finishes college, Dans father interjected.

	Ill just have to split my Fall, Winter and Spring breaks between here and Tulsa, Dan grinned.




Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 13
 

	I confess that my mood was pensive on the trip back to Tulsa.  Larry drove the RV while my husband pretended to navigate.  Taylor, Dawn and I were relegated to the rear for the six hour drive.  I looked across the fields we passed, seeing nothing remarkable as I ruminated over the past several days.  My friends had a roaring game of rummy going.  I resisted their initial attempts to include me.  I needed to think.

	Prior to our mini-orgy in the Elliot manse, Steven had remarked that my attitudes certainly had changed.  If I was honest, Id have to admit my entire world view had been adjusted in the space of six days.  I had been the one who saw sex as the special reserve between two partners.  Anything else was despicable, at least, and more probably a depraved breach of trust.  Since Friday, however, I had been intimate with four different men not my husband.  Worse, I thought, I had observed my husband copulating with three other women, two of whom, the stunning Taylor and astonishingly sensuous Belinda, would have previously brought forth virulent fits of jealousy.  Yet, I was remarkably at ease with the situation.  In fact, I considered all of my husbands partners my friends.

	I looked at Dawn as she sat regarding her hand at cards.  Dear Dawn.  She was earthy, sometimes crass, open and free of any guile.  She helped launch me on this path of discovery.  I wondered if she had any sense of regret or wonder at the several turns things had taken to create our current situation.  Not Dawn, I decided.  She simply accepted things as they were, and would look forward to future events with her trademark openness and enthusiasm.

	Enthusiasm.  That seemed to be the hallmark word for me over the past several days.  The enchanting Dan had used that word in defining our sexual activities.  Dawn, also, had attached that characterization to me.  I was not just a slut.  I was an enthusiastic slut.

	But, the question tugged at me.  Was I truly a slut?  My definition of that term had always been someone who would bed anybody in any situation.  I didnt feel that I fit that description.  I had always chosen my partners, Larry, Jeremy, Charlie Elliot and his son, Dan.  I had been selective.  I wasnt running the streets looking to get fucked by any and all available males.  As each was presented to me, I chose to bed them.  Each was attractive in his own way.  A slut wouldnt be so selective.  

	What was the point of that internal argument?  The truth was I didnt want my husband to perceive me in that way.  We had gone to Omaha to seduce his customer, Charlie, in the hopes of landing a big contract.  That was a lie.  I looked at Dawn, once again the instigator of bad behavior, the one who suggested the trip and seduction.  Wed done it purely for the fun of it.  Charlie Elliot was going to sign the contract anyway.  In fact, Steven told us hed signed it before wed even showed up for dinner.  Charlie didnt know he was going to be set upon by three determined females looking for one more sexual experience.  Thats why hed brought his wife to dinner.  Wed been fortunate that their personal situation mirrored our intentions and permitted the glorious evenings activities and the resultant arrangements for future visits by all concerned.

	I ventured an interruption to the card game.  How long do you think it will be until Charlie and Belinda visit? I asked my friends.

	Couple, maybe three weeks, Dawn said.

	Id say a month or two, Taylor offered, nodding in agreement.

	I considered the time span.  What will we do? I asked them.

	Dawn looked at me strangely.  Ill fuck him.  I liked fucking him.

	Taylor laughed lightly at our friends straightforward manner.  Ill bring Jeremy for Belinda.  Shell like him.  Hell remind her of Dan.  Then, why I guess Ill do the same as Dawn said.

	You having second thoughts about inviting them down, Sweetie? Dawn asked me.

	No, no.  Nothing like that.  Just wondering, I answered.

	My thoughts, however, had wandered onto a different plane.  What would we three do until the visit?  Would it be enough?  Would I yearn for more?  What would I do?

	Youre an idiot, I though to myself.  You wait.  Delay the gratification.  Enjoy the friends you have, Larry, Dawn, Jeremy and Taylor.  Make love with your husband.

	Im an idiot, I said aloud.

	No, youre not, Taylor offered.

	No, she is, Dawn sniffed.  Id just like to know what brought about that revelation.

	I was just thinking how boring things are going to be, you know, without them around.

	See? Dawn shot at Taylor.  She is an idiot.  Thats why I love her.  Shes worried things will get boring.

	Stop it, Taylor defended me to Dawn.  Shes just trying to get her mind wrapped around everything.

	Crap! Dawn said.  She twisted her head toward me.  You going to stop screwing Larry and Jeremy?

	I shrugged.  I wasnt thinking about that.

	Well, thats what were going to do, Dawn snapped, just like before.  Well be fine.  When they show up, well invite em into the party.  And, if you think youll be bored, well find some way to spice things up.  Come live with Larry for a week.  Play newlyweds or something.  Hell, I bet Dan shows up next weekend.  Well just pass him around like a good recipe.  I promise you wont get bored.

	I know, I admitted.  I was being an idiot.

	Its all right, you know, Taylor said.  You just roll with the flow.  You get laid when you can.  And, when you cant, youve got a marvelous husband.  Im sure hell be more than willing to fill your needs.

	Of course, I said.  You guys are terrific.

	The next morning I was sitting at the table in the breakfast nook with a steaming mug of coffee when Steven made it into the kitchen.  I wore a kimono style wrap, white, untied.  Wed spent the night in our own bed, touching, but without sex.  We were both exhausted from the last five days of marathon fucking.  Steven was naked.

	Coffees fresh, I told him.  He grunted, poured himself a mug and sat with me at the table.

	You look stunning, he said.  Feeling better?

	Yeah, I nodded.  Last night was nice.  I like snuggling with you.

	It was nice, he agreed, sipping at his brew.

	Im doing a load of laundry.  Its mostly towels and stuff.  You got anything?

	Just what we took to Omaha.  We havent used much around here the last few days.

	It caused a giggle to escape my lips.

	Do we need to have another talk? he asked.

	It couldnt hurt, I replied.  Youre my best friend.  I like talking with you.

	So, youre not mad about anything from the last few days?

	No, baby.  Not mad.  Its been wild, a little bit over the top, maybe.  I got a little jealous when you were making love to Belinda.  That went away when Dan and I got it on together.  I shrugged, This is new for me.  Ive always been and one man woman.

	You know what I think? he asked.  I think you still are.  I think you love me and you know that Im simply crazy about you.  We fit.  You know what I mean?  We fit together so perfectly.  Were partners.

	I like that, I said.  Partners.  Everything else is, what?  A diversion?

	Steven leaned toward me.  Thats it, he said.  Entertainment.  He kissed me lightly.

	When we were coming back I asked the girls what we were going to do from now on.  We sort of hit a high point this weekend.  Im wondering if theres going to be a big letdown.

	Steven shrugged.  Maybe, somewhat.  

	Would you be disappointed if it went back to being just you and me? I asked him.

	Steven looked at me and smiled for a few seconds.  Look, Id be lying if I said I didnt enjoy the last couple of days. Did you know you make wonderful sounds when youre having sex?  I really loved hearing those sounds, all those moans and whimpers.  Every time I heard one of them it made me aware that you were having a good time and that made me feel really good about what was going on.  So, yes.  Id miss that.  But, if, for some reason, you decided that you dont want to have fun like that anymore, Id be okay with it.  Im not sure Id understand it, but Ill go along with it, if thats what you want.

	What about Dawn and Taylor and Belinda?

	What about them?

	Wouldnt you miss having sex with them?

	Sure.  But, you know, at the root of that, theyre just a means to an end.

	I looked at him in question, encouraging him to expand.

	As much fun as it was with them, they provided something more than gratification for me.  They provided partners for you.

	So they only reason you screwed them is so I could have sex with their husbands? I chided him.

	He shrugged again, smiling broadly.  Its a really big part of it, Ter.  Im being really honest, here.  Its all fun, but my focus is squarely on you.  I want you to have fun, to enjoy your life, to feel excited, exhilarated, and free to do what makes you happy.  If I get to have some fun along the way, thats okay, too.  The fact is that Im going to be okay, no matter what, as long as you love me.  My hearts desire is that you are more than okay.  I want you deliriously happy.

	I dont want to wreck this, I told him.  I am happy.  But, I dont want anything to ruin our partnership.

	The only way I see that happening is if you fall in love with somebody else.  As long as we keep the we of you and me the highest priority I think well be fine.

	Now its your turn.  Tell me what you think, he asked.

	Theres a little trepidation, I smiled at him.  I was afraid you were going to fall in love, especially with Belinda.  Shes so elegant.

	Steven acknowledged, That she is.  But, shes not my Terri.  Youre the one I love.  I like the others, Dawn, Taylor and Belinda.  The sex is great.  But youre my love.  Youre my partner.

	I wonder if theyre having this same sort of talk, I said.

	Dont know, Steven answered.  Dont really care.  Youre the only one I really care about.  So, what do you think?

	I think Ive got a perfect situation, I said.  Ive got the security of being married to the sweetest man ever.  And, Ive got a wonderful sex life of warm, comfortable sex with my husband and the excitement of the variety with close friends and the occasional new friend.  Are we going to be able to survive like this?

	I dont see why not, Steven told me, as long as we agree to be honest and straight-forward with one another and put the we first.

	This whole thing has changed me, you know, I told him.

	What do you mean?
	
	I took a deep breath and tried to organize my thoughts.  I used to think about sex with you a couple of times a week, wed connect and it would be loving and tender, not that we didnt have our occasional instances of a jungle fuck, I said.  Since last week, though, Ive thought of little else.  Sex is on my mind constantly.  I liked Larry fucking me.  Jeremy was very enjoyable.  The thing with Charlie is what made me realize I had changed.

	Hows that, my husband asked.
	
	 Did you ever have a woman come to you and whisper, Im going to fuck you tonight, Steven?

	Cant say that I have.

	Well, thats what I was thinking all night before we went back to Charlies house.  I would look at him and think to myself, Im going to fuck you.  There was a little hitch in that when I found out Belinda was there and was Charlies wife.  But, as soon as it became clear that she was intent on having you and that Charlie was free, that same sensation rushed back into my head.

	And, you did, didnt you?

	I did.  But, I never had a thought like that before.

	Then, there was Daniel, I continued.

	What about Daniel? my husband asked.

	It was almost a matter of course, I said.  We were having a really nice conversation, and after Belinda told him to strip, we were both there naked.  The thing with Daniel was like a continuation of that conversation.  We just moved from talking into fucking.  In fact, I thought we might have even continued talking together while we were fucking.

	Okay, Steven said, slowly.

	The point is, what started with Larry, Dawn, and you and me has grown exponentially.  I liked fucking Larry.  The two nights we spent in the guest bedroom were great.  But, now I want more.  I want to spend the night with Jeremy, just to see what thats like.  And, with Charlie and Daniel, too.

	If thats what you want, Ter, Steven said, Im sure we could arrange it.

	And youre not worried?

	Should I be?

	I dont know.

	Would you be worried if the situation was reversed?  Suppose I said I wanted to spend a night with Belinda and you would have Charlie or Daniel at your disposal.  Would you be worried?

	I dont know.  No, I dont think so.  But, I know how I feel about you.  When youre through with her, Im here for you.  Is that the way you feel?

	Steven shrugged.  Thats one way to put it.  It might be more accurate to say that I know for certain that you love me.  Once youve had your fun with any of them, I know youre coming back to me.  Its like dancing.

	How so?

	Well, you know I hate to dance, right?

	Yes.  Steven really hated dancing.  He felt awkward and uneasy.  Hed never learned and had no interest in it.  Wed sway to soft music, but fast dancing, the kind I loved, was an anathema to him.

	So, I let you dance whenever and with whomever you please, dont I?

	Thats so different, I protested.

	No, its not.  When youre done, you come back to me, a little breathless, maybe, tired, exhilarated and completely happy.  But, you come back to me.

	I shook my head.  Nope.  This is different.

	How is it different?

	Because, I said, searching for the right words, then throwing up my hands in frustration.  Because Im fucking them!

	Lemme see, Steven said, looking at my head from ear to ear, searching my body from top to bottom.  No noticeable change that I can see.  Youve been fucking, as you so indelicately put it, for the past four or five days.  Yet, here you are, still gorgeous, still in love with me, unchanged except for the momentary melancholy of self-inflicted guilt.  Hell, I dont even see evidence of a hickey or love bite, which would, with time, disappear anyway.

	I love Steven because he always had the knack of making me laugh.  Once again, he succeeded.

	So, my Prince Charming, I chided him, you really dont care that Ive been fucking like a bunny for the past few days?

	And what, pray tell, my sweet Rapunzel, have I been doing for the same period as you?

	So you dont care who I fuck?

	Nay, nay! he exclaimed.  I care very much.  Your partner must be of quality breeding, good manners, and of your choosing.  No street tramp or vile vagrant for my Princess.

	We laughed together.

	Seriously, Ter, Steven continued, You get to choose.  So far, youve done a sterling job, I think.  Weve got some great new friends.  What matters most is that we, you and I, have that essential element of our love that belongs to us and to nobody else.  The rest is just dancing!

	There was a long period of silence.  I sipped my mug, and discovered cold dregs.  I rose to pour myself another cup, gestured toward Steven with the pot, and refilled his mug, as well.

	I could teach you, I offered.

	What?  To dance?  Forget it!  Hell, if Ill share your body with Larry, Charlie and whomever, Im damned sure not going through the misery of learning to do something I hate just so you wont dance with anybody else.  No, Baby.  You have your fun.  Id rather drive spikes in my eyes than flail around out in public like that.

	Its a good thing youre good in bed, I told him.  Id hate it if you sat out all that, too.

	Well, as a matter of fact, he said, leaning back in his chair, licking his thumb and flicking it across the head of his naked cock as if extinguishing a burning ember, I havent had any complaints in the last few days.

	I dropped to one knee next to him.  Here, I said, let me see that thing.  	I picked up his member with two fingers and pretended to examine it closely.

	What are you looking for? he asked.

	Evidence, I retorted.  Dawns come in the crevices, or a blonde hair from Taylor lodged among the pubes, or, even worse, one of Belindas red curls hiding in here somewhere.  I lifted it upright and planted a long, loving kiss on the bottom ridge of his flesh.
	Careful, now, Steven warned.  That kind of activity leads to trouble.

	Hey, fella, I snapped, this hunk of meat belongs to me.  The girls can use it as they like.  But, in the end, this, I tugged at it gently, is mine.

	I wasnt the only one changed by our weekend experience.  Steven and I became like newlyweds.  We were making love every night, most mornings, and my husband would come home for the occasional nooner.  This went on for weeks.  Hed call and ask if I had room for him in my busy schedule.  I always did.  Finally, I got an explanation.

	Whats going on with us? I demanded.  Its not that Im complaining, but the usual twice a week boff has turned into a virtual marathon.  Youre leaving work at least three or four days a week to get laid at lunch.  Whats the deal?

	Truth is, Steven started, since the big weekend and the Omaha trip, I cant seem to get enough.  Some days Ill just be sitting in my office and a vision of you with Charlie or Jeremy will flash through my head.  Its an instant hard-on.  Or, Ill remember how hot you looked on that sofa with Daniel and, whew!  I just want to be inside you.

	Youre smoking hot, Ter.  Id let myself forget that.  Our weekend reminded me.  Thats all.  Why?  Is there a problem?

	No, you goof, I laughed.  We had settled into kind of a routine and this is really different from that.  I was just wondering.  I love this, though.  Of all the cocks Ive had inside me, yours is the one I love the best.

	 Oh, my word!  Youre a craven bitch, Terri.  Look what youve done to me!  Steven pointed at his crotch where I saw he was growing firm again.

	 What did I do? I kidded him.

	 Of all the cocks, you said, bringing to my mind the four days of watching you with four different men.  Four days of seeing you steam with passion, moaning and crying out with each orgasm.  Ive got to have you.  Ive got to have you now!

	I took my husband by the hand and led him to the family room.  I doffed my shorts and panties and pulled my tank top over my head.  I bent forward over the arm of our couch.

	 Come on, I told him.  Rip yourself off a piece of ass.  Im ready.  Fuck me like the slut I am.  I love being your slut.

	It was a pure, hard, jungle fuck.  Steven kept his hands on my waist, pulling me onto his steely cock.  Every thought and memory vanished from my head as I surrendered to my lover, feeling him plunge into my depths over and over again.  In this position, the head of his cock would blast across my g-spot on each thrust, causing me to cry out as the exquisite agony shot electric shocks through my clit and spread throughout my lower belly.  My muscles clamped on him, yet he hurled through the barrier, forcing his cock deep within me time after time.

	 Oh, yes! I hissed, a building, hot sensation growing just above my knees.  The burning spread up through my thighs.  You fuck me, I commanded him.  Fuck your slut wife, I ordered, my body climbing the hill toward climax.  

	Steven started to groan.  You cant stop me now! I shouted.  Im coming!  Squirt your load in me!

	Steven grunted and stopped his thrusting motion, his cock embedded in my depths.  I felt the hot splash inside me as I wailed my own completion.  Steven pulled back and drove himself forward with the force of a pile-driver.  This squirt seemed to coat my innards with molten chocolate, so thick and warm was it.  Then he pulled nearly out and thrust to the hilt once again, another stream of warm come spurting into me.  I clamped my muscles on him, pulling and milking for every last droplet of his pearly essence.  

	I could feel the sweat rise on the back of my legs and the small of my back.  I tossed my hair to the side off my neck as the warmth spread toward the top of my head.

	Steven thrust into me one more time.  I love when you do that, he growled.

	In a voice robbed of breath, I managed to as what the what was.

	 Toss your hair, he panted, like that.  Youre so damned sexy when you do that.

	 Sexier than when Im fucking Larry, or Jeremy, or Charlie or Daniel?

	Steven groaned.  Pretty close, he gasped, still catching his breath.  Watching you fuck is the sexiest thing Ive ever seen.  The hair toss is a more personal thing because you do it after fucking me.

	We did settle into a new routine.  Dawn was, of course, the instigator.  Every couple of months shed call around and set up what she called a house party.  Wed spend two or three days naked with Taylor, Jeremy, Dawn and Larry.  Belinda would show up with either Daniel or Charlie in tow.  Wed laze about by the pool if it was warm enough, or inside watching videos, movies or sports during the winter.  We made an annual pilgrimage to Omaha, get gussied up properly, then go back to Charlie and Belindas place for our fun-fest.  Dawn would holler, Road trip! and contact Belinda to make the arrangements.  Wed spend a day or two with Charlie, Daniel and Belinda, then head back to Tulsa.  Usually, that would mark the end of our swapping out for a couple of months.

	I found out from Dawn and Taylor that their spouses were a lot like Steven after these road trips.  They were all insatiable.  That would last for a couple of months and then the call would come from Dawn for another house party. 

	There are horror stories out there about how this lifestyle ruins marriages, causes break-ups and destroys relationships.  It didnt happen with us.  I attribute that to the casual spirit of our extra-marital couplings and the stable nature of our relationships.  Everybody involved seemed aware that the sex was just for fun.  We all came to love one another, but as wonderful friends.  The life-mate relationships were reserved for our individual spouses. 

	Our numbers evened out when Daniel married the magnificent Sophia.  She was exotic and incredibly sensual with flowing dark hair and flashing blue eyes.  Daniel introduced us all as family when he brought her to one of Dawns house parties.  After Dawn and Belinda, totally nude, explained that these activities were part of our family ritual to maintain sexual diversion and preclude wandering spouses, Sophia claimed her future father-in-law, Charlie, as her first partner. 

	We all got to do some traveling.  Business trips were not unusual for our men.  I spent a week on the West Coast with Jeremy.  I still remember the chill of excitement that ran through me when Jeremy announced his trip to the group and my loving, creative and generous husband simply said, Take my wife, please.




Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 14

 
	Steven helped me pack for the trip.  He made certain I packed only the most sensual of outfits and under things.  Youre not going out there to hike, ride horses or dig ditches, he stated as he held up a tiny bikini top and then folded it neatly into a corner of my suitcase.

	Youre sure you dont mind, Steven, I asked him.

	Mind?  Are you nuts?  Im going to have the worst case of blue balls for an entire week thinking about you getting laid like a newlywed out there.

	Taylor will be here alone, I reminded him.  Im sure shell be able to relieve your agony.

	And Dawn is just next door, he smiled at me.  She ought to be good for an occasional quickie.

	I flailed at him with the pair of thigh-high stockings I was packing.

	Seriously, Steven, I said, slowly rolling the stocking between my fingers.  If you think this is too much then I wont go.

	My husband took my face in his hands and kissed me gently.  Remember me? he whispered.  Im the on who asked him to take you with him.

	Taylor and Jeremy arrived just after six the next morning.  The flights at ten, Jeremy said.  We need to be there by eight.

	Steven had allowed me to dress conservatively for the flight.  The term was relative.  My black skirt molded to my hips and the white, satin blouse showed nearly four full inches of cleavage.  The three inch heels on the pointed-toed, black pumps werent too unmanageable.  Id worn the black thigh highs Id planned on packing the previous night.

	I definitely approve, Taylor told me as she checked out my attire.  Provocative and sexy, yet reasonable.  Youll have all the men in business class drooling.

	You wont mind if I cling to you then? I told Jeremy.

	Not a problem, he grinned.  Id be delighted to protect you from the lechery of our fellow passengers.

	Steven drove to the airport with Taylor at his side.  Jeremy and I were relegated to the rear seat of his Beamer.  He looked every bit the athlete in khaki slacks, a tan polo and brown summer-weight jacket.  I couldnt help but smile as I remembered the six-pack his shirt covered and I had caressed and tongued on the several occasions wed been paired together in the past weeks.

	Just remember, Taylor told him as we drove down the long ramp toward the departure area, shes not to be used to seal any deals.  You treat her right or Ill have you balls for breakfast when you get back.

	Hey, wait a minute, I interjected.  I think I should decide.  If Jeremy thinks I can help him make his sale, I trust hes not going to link me up with some disgusting slob.

	Thats not going to be the problem, Taylor said.  These guys are all horn-dog fraternity brothers of Jeremys.  Not an ugly one in the bunch.  But, if he lets one of em screw you, the others will all think they deserve a shot, too!

	Sounds like it could be interesting, I said.  Steven, do you mind if I pull a train for all of Jeremys pals?

	Steven looked at me in the mirror.  Whatever it takes to make the sale.  You, Dawn and Taylor did an amazing job getting Charlie to sign on.

	Yeah, sure, I scoffed at him.  My bet it was more about you doing Belinda that cemented that deal.

	I told you, Steven said, that I didnt do her.  She did me.

	Whatever, I said, and turned to Jeremy.  If you need a slut to make your deal, sweetheart, you know where to find one.

	Our flight to LA was uneventful, except for the frequent visits the flight crew seemed to need to the rear of the plane.  Jeremy smiled each time one of them passed and squeezed my hand.  If they think you look good, he whispered, they would absolutely crap if they knew how good you smell.

	And screw, I whispered back.

	Jeremy chuckled and nodded.  Dont do that, he said.  Just remembering makes me get firm.

	Taylor had been right about Jeremys friends.  They were all hunks.  They met us in the hotel bar after wed rented our car and checked in.  Teddy, Jim, Bob and Tony were all former athletes who worked for the same agency as Jeremy.  This weeklong session was supposed to bring them all together to proclaim the value of some sports drink in an ad campaign for print, billboards, radio and television.

	The first afternoon Jeremy was involved in meetings with the clients so I was left to my own devices.  I decided to go shopping.  I found a couple of little boutiques and browsed without finding anything particularly interesting.  A little nail shop in the strip mall attracted my attention and I decided to get a treatment.  Two young Latino girls fussed and fretted over my fingers, all the while jabbering constantly and unintelligibly.  When they were finished, one of them said, There you go, maam.  How you like it?

I had to admit they had done a marvelous job.  My nails looked like they belonged to the slut whose husband had sent her to the coast for a week of shameless ardor and excitement.  I paid without complaint, tipped both the girls excessively for their attentiveness, and left the shop feeling wanton and reckless.  I decided that the only cure for my state of arousal was to show myself off at the hotel pool.  I went to the room, stripped off my travel attire and unpacked the tiny white bikini Steven had packed for me.  I wrapped myself in a terry robe, donned dark glasses and made my way to the deck around the pool.  Shedding the robe I selected a lounger near a table and lay down to relax, sun, and draw admiring glances from swimmers and other sun worshipers.

	An attendant approached and asked if Id like a drink.  A sloe gin fizz, I think, I told him.  He asked for my room number.  I smiled.  Ten thirty-four, I told him.

	Well put it on your bill, he said, then turned to fetch my drink.

	The sun felt wonderful on my body.  I lay there, sipped my drink and let my mind drift to the possibilities of the coming week.  Jeremy would be attentive as he could in view of his obligations.  Assuming his friends knew about Taylor, and I was pretty sure they did, I wondered how he would explain my presence.  Were his friends in the network that Taylor had mentioned theyd played with in the past?  Would they suppose Taylor and Jeremy were having issues in their marriage?  I started to project what the days and nights would be like for the next week.  Would I always have the company of five hunks at dinner and into the evening?  Was I to be the only female in the crew or would the others bring their wives and lovers with them?  I admitted I had no idea if any of them were married, engaged or otherwise attached.  Did it matter?  I decided it didnt matter to me, and if anyone else was concerned they would just have to deal with it.

	I rolled onto my stomach and crossed my arms under my head, admiring my nails in the process.  No point in agonizing over those issues, I decided.  What I needed to consider was my attire for dinner.  I smiled as I recalled how Steven had carefully selected outfits, mixing and matching.  He even insisted I pack a simple, sleek black dress and provided a garment bag to protect a gown, should I need it.  He was so sweet.  I hoped Taylor and Dawn would take good care of him, and was convinced they would.

	The waiter returned and asked if Id like a refill.

	Please, I said, rolling over and peeking at him over the top of my sunglasses.  And, would you tell me your name?

	Tom, he said.

	Terri.  I extended my hand.

	Alliterative, he said, smiling.

	Tom and Terri, I agreed.  Sounds like a couple.

	Tom chuckled.  I doubt Teresa would approve, he grinned.  My better half.

	Also alliterative, I observed.  Youre well matched.

	Yes, maam, he said.  Be right back with your refill.

	As I watched him walk toward the bar I thought how brazen and slutty I had become.  Here I sat, virtually naked, coming on to a complete stranger.  The fleeting thought of how his cock would feel up inside me whisked through my mind.  I nodded to myself.  Yes, Terri, I thought.  Youve become a real slut.  Then I saw Stevens smiling face and remembered his words.  Im so proud of you, hed said.

	One more drink, I told myself, then a shower and preparations for dinner.  I didnt even know where we were going but, unless it was extremely formal, my inventory of clothing was all pretty similar.  My choices were limited to tight, revealing, or down-right provocative.

	I was in the room when Jeremy called to check on me.

	Whats the plan for dinner? I asked looking at the assortment of clothing Id laid across the bed.  Im trying to decide what to wear.

	Were meeting the troops at Caldwells sometime near seven, he said.  Ill be there in about an hour.  Ill need a shower and change clothes.

	What kind of place is Caldwells? I asked.

	Its and upscale roadhouse, he answered.  Think of Logans without the peanut shells on the floor.

	Provacative, flashed through my mind.

	What about transportation? I asked him.

	Ill take you, of course, he responded.

	No, I said, softly, I mean, will be taking the train?

	Oh! he laughed.  No, no.  Not tonight, anyway.  Tonight youre all mine.

	Should I go ahead and get dressed, then?

	Yeah, Jeremy said.  Well be pressed for time.

	When his keycard swiped the lock I had just slipped into the slit-to-my-hip skirt and was fastening the catch at the waistband.  I turned to see him rush in, toss the card on the desk and grab his suitcase.

	So, youre almost ready, he stated.

	Um hmm, I agreed.  I need to touch up the lipstick a little and grab a purse.  Youd better get into the shower.

	He stripped out of his clothes as if wed been married for years.  He stepped confidently into the bathroom and I could hear the water of the shower hissing in seconds.  I check my purse for lipstick and followed him into the bathroom.

	Jeremy? I called.

	Oh, shit! he yelled.  Sorry.  I didnt realize you were in here.

	Fixing my face, darling, like I told you.

	I want to ask you something, I continued.

	Sure.

	Your buddies.

	What about them?

	Do they know about Taylor?  I mean, they know youre married, right?

	Yeah.

	So, how are you explaining me to them?

	Ah, he said, and I could hear the grin on his face.  Well, truth is, the subject hasnt come up yet.

	So, were they part of your network, you know, when you and Taylor were swapping out?

	Well, we really didnt have a network, per se.

	What I want to know is, did any of them have sex with Taylor?

	Jeremy laughed.  Theyre jocks, Terri.  Taylor was a cheerleader.  So, the answer is yes.  They all had sex with Taylor at one time or another.

	I pulled the lipstick across my lips, puckered, blotted, and went out to get my liner.  When I returned Jeremy had turned off the water and was toweling off.

	Was it a regular thing?  Them having sex with Taylor?

	He stopped toweling his head to look at me.  I wouldnt say regular.  Some more than the others, though, sure.

	Before you and Taylor got married, or after? I asked him.

	More before, I guess, he said.  A couple of times after.  Why?

	I just wanted to know if any of them expect to screw whoever is with you.

	Expect?  Probably not.  But, once they get a load of you, want to, definitely.

	So, I said, tentatively, am I going to be the only girl at dinner?

	No.  Jim and Bob are married.  Tonys got a steady.  Teddys engaged.  Theyll all be there.

	Do they do what we do?

	Jeremy stopped.  He looked at me strangely.  He smiled, then shook his head as he propped one foot on the side of the tub.  I dont know, Ter.  Why would you ask that?

	I just want to know how to behave, hon, I told him.  Whether I should come on to them or just play your personal slut.

	Okay, look.  I dont think of you as a slut, Terri.  And, as for the other guys, why dont you just see how it goes.  Play it cool to start with.

	I guess what I really want to know is whether any of them know you and Taylor swap out.  Would it create a problem if I told them I was here with you and Taylor was staying with my husband?

	It might.  Why dont we stay away from that topic until it comes up?



	Oh, it will come up.  One of the wives will want to know how we got together.  Its probably going to be on of the first issues were going to have to address.  How should we answer that?

	Crap! Jeremy spat out.  I dont want to deal with that.



	I put my hand on his shoulder and smooth it.  I think we ought to be honest.  It will just make things a lot easier than trying to perpetuate a lie.  Well just tell them you and Steven swapped wives for the week.  Well tell them the truth.  Everybody gets a little strange and nobody has to cheat.  We all agreed to it, we like it, and it seems to work for us.

	You make it sound so reasonable, he said.  Maybe you ought to handle it.

	Thats fine, I told him.  I just want you to know whats happening before we begin.

	Those guys are really going to want to have a go at you when they find out about our arrangement.  A swapping wife.  That must mean youre an easy lay.

	I smiled sweetly at him.  Im all yours, lover, until you tell me differently.  I gave his cock a little squeeze.  Now, finish getting dressed.  Its half-past six already.

	Jeremy dug into his suitcase and pulled out a pair of white briefs.

	What are you doing? I asked him.

	Getting dressed, he said, sticking one foot into the leg opening of the briefs.

	I shook my head.  Not in those, Jeremy.  You dont need those.

	Really? he said, looking up at me.  Commando style?

	Absolutely, I insisted.  I never let Steven wear briefs anymore.  None of my men wear underwear when theyre out with me.

	Really, he said again.  What about you?

	Why, darling, I grinned at him, cant you tell?  Under this deliciously provocative outfit I am as naked as I was last Saturday night.

	The ten of us were seated and the first round of drinks delivered when before the question came.  

	Bobs wife, Susan, started.  How did you two meet each other? she asked sweetly.

	I grinned at Jeremy and nodded.  He shrugged.  Actually, his wife works with my husband, I said.

	There was a general mumbling of affirmation from around the table until Susan pressed on.  Well, that explains how they met.  But, what about you two?

	Well, I said grinning, we didnt know about each other until, what was it? I directed at Jeremy, two months ago?

	Something like that, Jeremy murmured.

	Hes a little embarrassed, I told them.  The first time we met I was naked.

	No kidding? Teddy said.  How did that happen?

	It seems Taylor had some paperwork to deliver to my husband over the weekend.  It happened to be the same weekend Steven, thats my husband, and I were having a swap session with our neighbors, Larry and Dawn.

	No shit! Jim exclaimed.

	Dawn answered our door demurely attired in nothing.  She summoned Steven.  Taylor told him theyd done much the same thing before moving to Tulsa, and asked if they could join us, I continued.  Thats when Jeremy got the phone call.  Right?

	Yeah, Jeremy said.

	You can imagine his surprise and delight when Taylor called asked him if he wanted to get laid.

	So, wheres Taylor now? Jenna, Bobs wife, asked.

	I imagine shes at my house entertaining my husband, I answered, then turned to Jeremy again, Wouldnt you think?

	Suppose so, he muttered.

	So, Teddy said, grinning, this is part of a wife-swapping thing?

	Sort of, I agreed.  Its sort of a network of five couples.  Every so often we get together and, well, you know, have sex with each other.

	Oh, no you dont! exclaimed Sonya, Tonys significant other.

	We do, I said.  We all trust each other.  Nobodys out to steal anybodys spouse.  Everybody gets a little strange now and then, and theres no cheating or lying going on.

	Sounds real civilized, Bob observed.

	Sounds perverted, countered his wife, Susan.

	It seems to work out nicely for us, I said evenly.  Granted, not everybody can do it.  But, for us it has been terrific.  Were very fortunate to have the kind of friends we do.

	Teddys girlfriend, Tricia joined in.  Im intrigued, though.  How did you end up making this trip with Jeremy?

	That was Stevens idea, my husband, I explained.  When Jeremy told us was coming out here for a week, Steven just said, Take my wife, please.  So, here I am.

	And Taylor agreed? Susan asked.

	I nodded.  In fact, Susan, Taylor and Steven drove us to the airport this morning.

	And what are the benefits of this arrangement again? Jenna asked.

	The blood runs hot, theres tremendous excitement, and nobodys getting hurt because everybody has to agree.  We dont sneak around on each other, I said, trying to sound as reasonable as possible.

	Doesnt anybody get jealous? Sonya wanted to know.

	Not so far.  Fairs fair, if you know what I mean.  Im out here with Jeremy.  My husband is at home with his Taylor.  Im getting mine, Jeremys going to get his, and the same goes for Taylor and Steven.  Nobodys getting anything the other doesnt get.

	Jeremy, you dog, Teddy chuckled at him.  And Ill be youre not the least bit worried about Taylor back there boinking her husband, are you?

	My traveling companion grinned broadly and nodded in my direction.  Both of us are going to be having a blast.

	Well, I do declare, Sonya said to the table at large.  Ive never heard such a thing.

	Tony leaned toward her.  So, you want to take on Bob, sweetie, while I have a go at Susan?

	The hell you will! Susan spluttered.  The table erupted in laughter and Bob gave Tony a punch in the shoulder.

	Actually, I said when the laughter had quieted a bit, that was my first reaction, too.  But, here I am, two-thousand miles from home with a man not my own, and with my husbands full knowledge and approval.  Were going to fuck like bunnies and Im going to love every minute of it.

	Jim raised his glass.  To fucking like bunnies! he toasted.  Nearly everybody chimed in, Here, here!

	Susan alone withheld her approval, arms folded across her chest and a steely look on her face.  I smiled at her, all the time thinking, Bite me, bitch.  You dont know what youre missing.





Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 15

 
	What are you doing? Dawn spoke into the telephone.



	Performing the ultimate act of love, Taylor sighed.  Folding laundry.

	Hm, Dawn grunted shortly.  Id think youd have hired someone to perform those mundane chores.

	Have you? Taylor asked.

	Uh, no, Dawn answered as if Taylor had lost her mind.  But, Im not zooming off to work every day.

	Not every day, Dawn, Taylor said.  Just a few days a week.

	Really, Dawn drawled.  I didnt know that.

	Three or four days, Taylor responded.  Its more to keep me occupied than anything.  The rest of the time Im a homemaker, just like you.

	Dawn grinned.  I highly doubt that, she told her friend.  What do you do with the pin money, then, if you dont mind me asking.

	This time Taylor smiled.  I dont mind, she said.  I spend it on little luxuries.  You know, scented bath flakes, candles, the occasional outfit.

	Sexy underthings? Dawn asked. 

	Taylor laughed.  Sometimes, yeah.  Why?

	Honestly, Dawn said, with a touch of resignation in her voice, Im just a nosy bitch.

	Okay, Taylor chuckled.

	Heard from Jeremy? Dawn wanted to know.

	Yes, I did, as a matter of fact.  He called earlier this afternoon.

	And?

	Nothing, really.  He said he and his friends had hooked up and theyre doing some kind of media blitz for some sports drink or something.

	Did he mention Terri?

	No, he didnt, come to think of it.  I just assumed that no news was good news.

	Well, Steven hasnt heard from her, either.  I think hes feeling sorry for himself.

	Really? Taylor mused.  He did tell Jeremy to take her with him.

	Yes, darling, Dawn replied, but I think he had a different idea about how things were going to be here.

	You dont think he expected me to move in with him, do you?

	Dawn shrugged.  Maybe.  Anyway, I think we need to do something to cheer him up.

	Taylor paused in her folding.  Any ideas?

	Oh, hell yes, Dawn chortled.  You know me.  Ive always got ideas.

	Im listening, the blonde said.

	How about the two of us dress up real sexy, land on his doorstep and demand he take us to dinner before we gang rape him?

	Maybe hed opt for the rape, Taylor suggested.

	Thats for later, Dawn told her.

	What are you going to do with Larry?

	Oh, Ill send him to Minx with a shitload of dollar bills and tell him to have a good time, keep his cock sheathed and he might get lucky when he gets home.  He just has to make sure its after one.

	In the meantime, you and I will have a good dinner, Dawn continued, then go back to Terris and relieve some of Stevens stress.

	Sounds like a plan, Taylor agreed.

	Afterwards, youre welcome to come home with me and help take the edge off of Larrys arousal.

	What a kind offer, Taylor smirked.  Im betting youll be too weary to handle it all yourself after Steven.

	I guess you dont know me after all, then, Dawn laughed.  Stevens just the appetizer to the pounding Larrys going to want.  I thought I was being generous to offer you the chance to participate.

	Hmmm, Taylor hummed doubtfully.  Lets play that part by ear, she said.

	Go curl those golden tresses of yours and pick out something to wear.  Underwear is optional, Dawn offered.

	You are wicked! Taylor whispered expressively.

	Through and through, Dawn laughed.  Im going to bath, shave, and then Ill call Steven and tell him hes taking us out.

	He wont mind?

	With you on one arm and me on the other?  Are you kidding?

	Taylor smiled broadly.  Point taken, she said.  And, Larry?

	Hell probably come in his pants before he gets out the door, Dawn said.  How many wives send their hubbies out to the titty bar to get worked up with the promise of getting laid when they come home?

	Not many, Id guess, Taylor agreed.

	Steven was sulking a bit when his phone rang.  Hed done fifteen laps in the pool and had just sat down with two inches of Scotch, intending to drown his sorrows in the liquor and a night of ESPN.

	Hey, hot stuff, he said into the phone, recognizing the number on the caller ID.

	What if it had been Larry calling to borrow a weed-eater or a wrench or something? Dawn asked.

	Larry doesnt call, gorgeous, he answered.  He just comes over to get it and knocks on the door.

	You lonely? she asked him.

	Yeah, some, he admitted.

	Well, shower, shave, dress commando-style and be prepared to take me and the blonde bombshell to dinner.  And, if you behave, you might even get lucky tonight.

	Commando-style, huh? he laughed.

	Yeah, Dawn teased him.  Tell you what.  If you dont wear any underwear, neither will we.

	You know how to lift a guys spirits, Tiny, he told her.  Already shaved and showered.  All thats left is to dress.  Where we going?

	Well, we girls are going to need a little more time to prep for this.  Meanwhile, you pick a place where one guy and two hot babes wont cause a scandal.  Make reservations for seven-thirty, say.  Pick me up at seven and well get Taylor at quarter after.  Can you do that?

	Easy, Steven answered.  You feeling horny tonight?

	No, darling, Dawn sneered.  This is pure pity.

	I see, he laughed.  A mercy fuck.

	And, lick, and suck, and touch, and fuck, Dawn said.  You handle it?

	Ill do my best not to disappoint you.

	Good.  See you at seven.

	Steven pressed the off button on the phone and smiled.  He liked Dawn.  She was a take-charge kind of gal.  He grinned at the thought that all he had to do was pick the restaurant, drive, and Dawn would handle all the other details.  His responsibility was to go with the flow.  He took a sip of his drink and whisked open the yellow pages to find a suitable restaurant for the three of them.  Simple fare, he decided; steaks, chops, maybe some pasta or fish and a good salad bar.  Callahans looked good.  He picked up the phone to make the reservations.

	Dawn looked incredible in her off-the-shoulder, short white shift and four-inch heels.  She stepped confidently down the walk from the front of her home.  The dress seemed to cling to every curve of her body.  Steven presumed shed been watching for him.  He quickly disengaged his seatbelt and launched himself from the car, running around to open her door.

	If you smell as good as you look, he joked, Im going to have a hard time tonight.

	The dark-haired vixen put her cheek up to his.  Behind the ears, she said.  What do you think?

	You do, he responded, inhaling the heady essence of her perfume.  I could get in trouble with you.

	Id kiss your mouth, my darling, she purred, but it would screw up my lipstick.  Id rather smudge it along your throbbing meat.

	Of course you would, Steven said as he held the car door open for her.

	You look very nice, she told him as he slid behind the wheel.  I love the khakis with the navy jacket.

	Thank you, maam, he grinned.

	He tried to focus on his driving and avoid the distraction of Dawns smooth legs crossed in front of her in the passenger seat.  The evening had, he decided, taken a definite turn for the better from the funk hed felt earlier in the afternoon.

	He pulled up behind Taylors Expedition in the driveway of their home.  You wont disappear while I go get Taylor, will you? he kidded Dawn.

	No, darling, she said, seriously.  Actually, I cant wait to see what shes wearing.

	I doubt she could look any better than you, Steven told her.

	Yeah, right, she scoffed.  Go.

	Taylor answered the door after a single ring of the doorbell.  The vision nearly took Stevens breath away.  She wore a black, full length choker style halter gown with a slit down the left leg.  Her blonde hair was a mass of gentle curls.  She held a black beaded clutch and wore black-strapped heels that made her look at least two inches taller than her male escort.

	Look at you! she breathed at him.  You look gorgeous.

	Steven smiled.  Youre a goddess, he stated simply.

	Are you going to kiss me, mortal? she asked.



	It will mess up your lipstick, he replied.

	She placed her arms across his shoulders and pulled him closer.  Ill fix it in the car.

	Her lips were on fire, Steven noted.  Her tongue pressed into his mouth and he gently sucked.  When Taylor released him, he nearly gasped.

	Wow! he breathed.

	Taylor gave him a beaming smile.  Well, since my husband will be fucking your wife for the next week, I figured we ought to properly set the stage.

	Do you think we could skip dinner and Steven began.

	Not a chance, she whispered into his mouth.  I want to go out, feel sexy, be seen with you and let the entire world know that you and I will be doing the nasty later on tonight.

	And, then theres Dawn, Steven reminded her.

	So the world will know what a stud your really are, she whispered.

	Steven gave her his arm and escorted her to the rear door of his car.  He opened it and watched her glide into the seat.

	Dawn, Taylor acknowledged her.

	You look spectacular, Dawn said as Steven circled around to the drivers seat.  Good enough to eat.

	Ooooh! Taylor responded.  I hadnt considered that.

	Neither had I, Dawn assured her, until you walked out that door.  Well just have to see how the evening works out.

	Agreed, Taylor said.

	Steven climbed back behind the wheel.  Callahans, he stated.  That all right with everybody?

	Terrific, Taylor said.  I hope theyve got a good crowd.

	You want to wait for a table? Dawn asked.

	No, no, Taylor answered.  I just want a whole bunch of people to know how hot you and I are and envy the fact that Steven is going to get laid by the two of us tonight.  It will be so hot and nasty.

	I like hot and nasty, Dawn replied.

	Stop it, you two, Steven demanded.  I can already feel the swelling down here, he hitched a thumb toward his lap, and dressed like I am, everybody will know Ive got a woody.

	Dawn reached over and smoothed his trousers, feeling the growing lump of his meat under the material.  Nice, she quipped, twisting around to speak to Taylor.  Our date for tonight thinks were hot.

	Quit it, Steven ordered.  Im not walking in there with a bulge sticking out.

	All right, Dawn said ruefully, giving him a gentle squeeze before removing her hand.  We dont want to embarrass you with a precum spot on your pants.

	They drove in silence for a few minutes.  Taylor finally tossed out, Dont you guys think its amazing?

	Whats that? Dawn wanted to know.

	What is she talking about, Steven jibbed.

	Weve been doing each other for what, three months now? Taylor said, as if talking to a couple of dolts.  But, we still get turned on by each other.

	Were still in the honeymoon stage, Dawn offered.

	Theres some of that, Steven agreed.  But you know what I think?  I think its the situation.  We havent done this before.  Weve never had a date like this, the two of you and me, with the promise of more adventures later tonight.  By the way, Dawn.  What did you do with Larry?

	She sent him to the titty bar, Taylor giggled.

	With the promise of more adventures later, Dawn added.

	Did you?  Steven sounded amazed.

	Yup, Dawn said.  I gave him a hundred in singles and told him to have fun.  I told him if he didnt go dipping his wick in some strange he might get lucky later tonight.

	What if he cant resist? Taylor asked her.

	A world of shit awaits him, Dawn confirmed.  I told him wed cut him off in our little group until he got tested to prove he wasnt bringing something dreadful into our assemblage.  He promised to be chaste until he got home.

	So youre not staying the night?  Steven sounded forlorn.

	I didnt say that, Dawn answered.  Were just going to have to take a little break to indulge my husband for a short while when he comes home.  You can nap for a bit while were gone.  Get your strength back.

	There it goes again, Steven lamented.  Its getting hard again.

	Just dont think about it, Dawn directed.  Think about algebra.

	There were a moderate number of diners when they arrived at the restaurant.  The three made a small stir as they progressed toward their table.  Eyes followed them all until they were seated and furtively stole glances throughout the meal.  They were, as Taylor anticipated, an item of intense interest and speculation during the dinner.

	All of them forswore pre-dinner cocktails and settled on one bottle of red and a second of white wine with their meals.  The topic of conversation centered on the traveling spouses and conjecture about their present activities.

	If I was with either of you, Steven offered, wed have tested the bed out just after we arrived.

	Jeremy texted me that they had met up with his group, Taylor contributed.  They had no time to play before he had to go to a meeting.

	What would Terri be doing, then? Dawn asked.

	I dont know, Taylor told her.  Shopping, maybe?

	Or seducing one of the help, Steven contributed.

	Shes a slut, Dawn confirmed, but not that much of one.  No.  Id bet shell be indulging herself on the company dime.

	You know what Id like? Taylor said when the dinner was ended and they lingered over the last of the red wine.  Id like to dance with you, she directed at Steven.

	You mean go to a club and go dancing? Dawn sounded perplexed.

	Taylor smiled sweetly at her.  No, darling, she said.  Just back to his house.  We could have a little more wine, put on some CDs and just dance.  I want to hold him in my arms and feel his hard press against me.

	Oh, crap, Steven said.  There you go again.  How the hell am I going to get out of here with the lump in my knickers?

	Ill go first, Dawn offered.  You can use my ass to hide your hard.

	Oh, thanks, Steven laughed.  That will help a lot.

	Dont worry, darling, Taylor told Steven.  Everybody here knows youre going to get laid when we get home.  They shouldnt be surprised at your reaction.

	You open the wine, Taylor suggested when they arrived at Stevens house.  I liked the red.  Something like that.  Dawn and I will pick out some music.

	Steven found a bottle of decent cabernet and uncorked it.  He selected three glasses from the shelf above the coffee maker, and then went to the rec room to see how the girls were faring.

	Find anything? he asked as he approached the huddle of the two women over his CD collection.

	Yeah, Taylor answered.  Weve got three good ones here.

	That should do it, Dawn said, turning to Steven.  If we arent all naked by the end of three CDs, we ought to get our libidos checked.

	You find some wine? Taylor asked him, unsnapping the first CD from the jewel case and sliding it into the first slot.

	I did.  Its breathing, Steven said.

	Taylor processed the other CDs into their slots then turned to Steven.  I can dance without the wine, she said.  The first strains of music filled the room.  Well pour it after the first dance.

	She eased herself close to Steven and wrapped her arms around his waist.  Dance with me, she ordered.

	The skin of her bare back was as smooth and warm as anything Steven had ever felt.  His heart was pounding as the blonde lay her head on his shoulder and the two of them began to sway.  When Dawn came up behind Steven, slipped her hand under his arms and laid her head on his back, Steven gasped.  Dawn picked up the motion of the other two and the three swayed gently in time to the music.

	It was after the second song that they broke to pour the wine.  They all sipped it appreciatively through the third number.

	My turn, Dawn said, placing her glass on the end table.  She melted into Stevens arms.  Taylor sat on the loveseat sipping her wine and watching as the two danced together in the middle of the floor. Midway through the next number, Taylor cut in on her friend.  She pulled off his jacket and handed it to Dawn, then began to work on the buttons of his shirt.  By the end of the number, Taylor had Steven down to only his trousers and loafers.

	Kick off your shoes, Taylor ordered him.  He did as directed.  Now, hold me close to you.  Steven pulled the blonde tight to his body.  He leaned down and planted several kisses along the line of her shoulder up to the bottom of her neck.  He knew she could feel the bulge of his manhood pressing against her.

	When the number ended, Taylor turned to Dawn.  Ive got his shirt, jacket and shoes.  You get his pants, she said, surrendering her position to her friend.

	What are you going to do? Dawn asked her.

	Im going to sit here, drink my wine, and watch you get him naked, Taylor said.

	Oh, a voyeur, Dawn commented.

	I do have tendencies that way, Taylor admitted.

	What other tendencies do you have? Dawn asked.

	Hmmm, Taylor smiled.  When we cant get him up anymore, you may find out.

	Dawn grinned at her and shifted to allow her access to Stevens belt-line.  She leaned backward, pressing herself against the hardness in his pants.  Thats nice, she said.  She unbuttoned the trouser flap and unzipped his fly.  Stevens pants fell to the floor.  Taylor collected them and hung them over the back of the chair on top of his jacket and shirt, then returned to the two and began running her hands up and down Stevens back.  She created a trail of small kisses from one shoulder blade to the other.

	Lets move to the bedroom, Taylor suggested.

	Im the only one naked, Steven observed.

	Be patient, love, Dawn said, and remember, youre our toy for the evening, and we are here to please you.  You have to trust us.

	The trio headed toward the bedroom.  What about the music? Steven asked.

	Were going to make our own music, Taylor stated.  Hush.

	When the bed was stripped back to the sheets, the women directed Steven to lie in the center.  Now watch, Dawn ordered.

	She slipped her shift over her head and stood naked in front of them.

	May I help you? she asked Taylor.

	Please, Taylor said, turning her back to the dark haired siren.

	Dawn unhooked the neck hooks on Taylors dress and unzipped the short zipper in the back.  Taylor stepped out of the dress as it fell to the floor.  Then she turned and faced Dawn.  She took Dawns face in her hands and leaned forward.  The two tentatively kissed, and then pressed against each other, their second kiss becoming increasingly heated and passionate.

	Oh, jeez! Steven groaned from the bed.

	Taylor pulled away from Dawn, whose eyes gleamed and blazed.  Ive wanted to do that all night, she said, ever since I saw those marvelous nipples pressing through the fabric of your dress.  In fact, she said, leaning forward to gather Dawns left nipple between her lips and lightly lave it with her tongue.  She shifted position and performed the same action on Dawns right nipple.

	Okay, Dawn whispered.  Ive just come on myself.

	Good, Taylor said.  I love it.

	You are so beautiful, Dawn said.  Would you mind if Iyou know?

	Please, Taylor whispered, help yourself.

	Dawn gathered Taylors left breast in her hand and rubbed her thumb across the hardened flesh.  Her tongue licked at it before she sucked it into her mouth.  Like her friend, she shifted to the right breast and did the same.

	I want to make you cum, Dawn breathed into Taylors breast.

	Taylor nodded.  Steven? she asked, Would you like me to suck your cock?

	Oh, he groaned.  Yes, please, yes!

	Taylor turned back to Dawn.  If I suck him off do you think you can find something to do?

	With you? Dawn queried.

	Taylor smiled and nodded.

	Oh, absolutely, Dawn confirmed.

	Taylor knelt across the bed and took Stevens hardness in her hand.  She planted kisses along the length before her pink tongue shot out to collect the drop of precum that had gathered at the tip.  She licked across the head, the top side to her left, and then the bottom on her right.  Steven groaned as her lips closed and she kissed the tip, opening softly to slide just the head into her mouth.

	Dawn, meanwhile, knelt next to the bed.  She looked with interest at the hairless labia throbbing in front of her.  She slid her hand between the blondes spread thighs and caressed her mons.  As if using that as leverage, Dawn pulled herself forward until her lips gently touched the engorged labia in front of her.

	Taylor moaned around Stevens cock when Dawns lips came in contact with her.  She felt the tongue probing her, licking across her clitoris, causing a series of tiny sparks to emanate from her nether regions through her belly.  As Dawns tongue prodded into her, Taylor sucked the full length of Stevens meat into her mouth.  She moaned through her nose as the sensations of Stevens hard, smooth cock in her mouth enhanced by Dawns tonguing of her vitals produced a primal sensation of rapture.

	Dawn closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations in her lips and tongue.  She enjoyed the delicate softness.  She was certain she could detect the slightest pulsation on her tongue when she held it in contact with Taylors clit.  There was a slight hint of an acidic impression when her tongue pressed inside the vaginal canal.  Dawn decided she liked it, and continued to plunge it as deep as she was physically able.  She set up a rotation of licking across the engorged clit then sliding into the steamy, tart vaginal entrance.  She heard Taylor gasp around Stevens cock.  Apparently, she released it because Dawn could hear her say, Oh, yes!  That will do it.  That will make me come!

	She took a deep breath and redoubled her efforts.  She licked hard, then softly across the throbbing nub.  She stabbed her tongue into the slick depths.  She decided shed try to lick on one side and then the other of the clit before centering on it.  Taylor hummed appreciation again, and began to grunt as she continued to lave Stevens cock with her mouth and tongue.  Dawn heard Taylors grunting change to almost a sob as she worked on the cock gripped in her mouth.  Dawn knew her friend was very close to the climax that she wanted to cause.  She positioned her tongue inside the vagina and used her fingers to stroke the blondes clitoris.  She could feel the contractions on her tongue, and used them to guide the rhythm of her probing of the canal.  As Taylors muscles contracted, Dawn would push her tongue inside as deeply as possible, gently stroking the clit with her fingers.  Taylors short sobs became a longer wail, all through her nose as she refused to release Stevens meat from her oral grasp in spite of her own orgasm.

	Finally, Dawn heard Taylor gasp and simply state, Oh, fuck!  Dawn smiled to herself, easing back on her own oral ministrations to allow Taylor to recover from her release.  She felt incredibly sexy at having caused such a reaction in her friend.  She gave her labia several small kisses before pulling backwards and surveying the scene in front of her.

	Taylor still knelt across the body of their male partner, Steven.  He lay on the bed, eyes closed, strain showing on his face, his arms splayed across the sheets.

	Dawn climbed on the bed, and put her face next to Stevens ear.  I want you to taste her on me, she whispered.  Wouldnt you like to taste the essence of the woman who has come while sucking your cock?

	Stevens eyes flew open.  He looked at Dawn.  Yes, he whispered back.  Let me taste her on you.

	Dawn lowered her face to Stevens lips.  She kissed him deeply.  Her tongue probed into his mouth and she felt his tangle with her own.  She pulled back and Steven licked the remnants of Taylors essence from her lips, cheeks and chin.

	She came on my tongue, Dawn whispered to Steven.  It was delicious.

	I know, Steven groaned, but she needs to stop or Im going to shoot.

	Dawn turned to her friend and put her hand gently under her chin.  You need to stop, she said, softly, or hes going to cum in your mouth.

	Taylor looked at Dawn through somewhat glassy eyes.  I thought that was the plan, she said, looking a little confused.

	We dont want to use him up before he fucks us, Dawn told her.

	But, I want his come, Taylor insisted.

	Dawn looked at Steven.  She wants it, darling, she said, as Taylor dove back on Stevens member.

	He looked at Dawn.  His eyes were smoky.  Okay, he said.  I can do that.  All I have to do is remember how hot you looked tonight.  I do so want to fuck you.

	Dawn smiled.  Later, baby, she said.  Now, I need you to come for her.

	Im close, he said.  Really close.

	Get ready, Dawn advised Taylor.

	The blonde withdrew her lips until they sealed around the ridge at the head of Stevens cock.  Her hands went to the length of his member and stroked him urgently.  Dawn leaned down and placed the nipple of her right breast in front of Steven.  His lips grabbed it and he tongued the hard flesh several times before letting out a large groan.

	Here it comes, he moaned.

	Taylor hummed her assent, sucking him and waiting for the first hot spurt of his cum.  She didnt have to wait long.

	Steven raised his hips off the bed and gave out a long moan.

	Well, thats just great, Dawn gripped.  Its going to take him at least a half hour to recover from that.  What are we going to do now?

	Taylor grinned at her, wiping tiny bit of cum from the corners of her lips and offering the finger to Dawn.  Here, she said.

	Dawn licked at her finger tasting the salty residue.  Hmm, she said shortly.  Now what?

	Now, Taylor said, twisting to sit on the bed, well drink a little wine, talk dirty to each other, and hell be up in no time.

	Taylor was right, of course.  She collected the wine glasses and passed them around.  I dont know which belongs to whom, she said, but since Ive sucked your cock and Dawns eaten my puss, I dont imagine it matters much.



Take My Wife, Please



 Chapter 16


	Larry got home at around 12:30 in the morning.  He decided he needed to shower, if for no other reason than to wash off the cigarette smoke that had pervaded the club where he had spent nearly six hours.  He washed and checked the mirror for his beard.  Nothing he couldnt live with until tomorrow, he decided.  He brushed his teeth, remembering the leggy brunette who had tongued him in a passionless French kiss to repay him for the generous tips hed laid out through the evening.

	Titty bars were a waste of time, he concluded.  Sure, hed gotten to see a bunch of women naked, and even enjoyed a couple of lap dances.  But, aside from blue balls and some memories, he didnt have much to show for his time or Dawns money, he decided.

	He wrapped himself in a terry robe and went to make himself a real drink.  The watered-down concoctions at the club were even a rip-off, he thought.  He took his drink into the den and plopped on the small sofa, grabbing a copy of a magazine to keep him occupied until Dawn returned.

	It was, all-in-all, a pretty sweet deal, he thought, not really concentrating on the page in front of him.  Dawn was happy.  He was getting lots of strange from the likes of Terri and Taylor.  He sure didnt have much room to complain.  Once in a while, he reasoned, hed have to forgo immediate gratification so Dawn could hump one of the others.  But he always got a piece of ass from somebody in the group, and the idea of Dawn getting poked by one of the other guys always made him feel pretty good about it.  Yup, a pretty sweet deal.

	He heard the door open and close and assumed Dawn would be coming home from her latest assignation.  In here, honey! he called.

	Larry was surprised when Taylor stepped into the room in her sexy dress and high heels.  Uh, hey, he stammered.

	Hey, yourself, Taylor answered.  You been a good boy?

	Oh, hell, yes, Larry said.  Why?

	Well, the way I heard it, Taylor told him, youve been hanging around some nasty sluts in a titty bar.

	Larry laughed.  Look, that was Dawns idea.  Pretty much a waste of time, if you ask me.

	So you didnt get laid? Dawn asked as she walked into the room.

	Nah, Larry shrugged.  There were a couple of cute ones, but most of them are hard and, as Taylor said, nasty.

	Damn! he continued.  You sure as hell look sexy.  Both of you.

	Terris in LA with Jeremy, Taylor said.  Youre wife said Steven needed some cheering up.

	You cheer him up? Larry asked.

	Dawn smiled at him.  We fucked him, if thats what you mean.

	Both of you? 

	Yes, both of us, Dawn said.

	Good deal, Larry told her.

	We thought you might be up for something after youre night at the club, Taylor told him.

	Actually, Dawn tossed in, we thought youd have a raging hard-on and a need to get laid.

	Hey, Larry told her, Im never one to pass up an opportunity.

	Do you remember our first time, Taylor asked, over at Steven and Terris, by the pool?

	Sure do, Larry said.

	What did I say to you? Taylor pressed.

	Um, Hi, Im Taylor.  What does a girl have to do to get laid around here.  Right?

	Right, Taylor answered.  Same question.

	But, I thought you two just did Steven.

	So what? Dawn said.

	Maybe we should give him the same treatment, Taylor suggested.

	That would save me having to tell him all about it, Dawn replied.  You mind sucking him off until he comes?

	Of course not, Taylor said.  You mind sucking him off until hes hard enough to screw?

	Thats just a wifely duty, Dawn told her.

	What about the other? Taylor asked.

	I dont know, she said, then turned to Larry.  Think youd get hard watching Taylor and me do the sixty-nine?

	No shit? Larry said.

	No shit, Taylor laughed.

	What do I have to do? Larry wanted to know.

	Dawn grinned at Taylor.  Just get your ass into the bed, naked.  Well be along in a minute.

	The clock on the nightstand showed three-oh-eight when Taylor slid into the bed next to Steven.  

	Oh, he muttered.  You came back.

	Um hmm, Taylor hummed, snuggling up to him.

	And youre naked, he observed.

	Yes, I am.  So are you.

	Yeah, but Im awful tired.  You girls wore me out, Steven said.

	That was the plan.

	You feel great.  I just dont have the energy right now.

	Thats all right, baby, Taylor whispered to him.  Ill fuck you in the morning.



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 17

 
	The wake-up call at 6:30 the following morning dragged me out of a dreamless sleep.  Jeremy rolled out of his side of the bed, then reached back to pat my behind.



	No need for you to get up, he said.  Im the one thats got an appointment at eight.

	You sure you dont want me to scrub your back? I murmured.

	Uh, no, he said with emphasis.  It seems like every time we touch each other we wind up making the animal with two backs.

	Is that what that was? I responded.  I seem to remember one occurrence of that.  The two other times could hardly be described that way.

	When we returned from dinner the previous evening Jeremy was fully apologetic.  You told me they would ask, he admitted, and they did.  Im sorry if it made you uncomfortable.

	No, sweetie, I said, wrapping my arms around his waist and laying my head on his chest.  I wasnt uncomfortable.  They wanted to know and I told them.  Whether or not they can deal with it is their problem.

	Susan made no bones about it.  She disapproves.

	So it seems, I said, squeezing him.  But, that could just be a symptom of jealousy.  Shes not getting any strange and I am.  Dont worry, though, were all going to meet for lunch tomorrow.  Ill let you know how it goes.

	Just dont let be a target for any nastiness, he said.  Youre too glorious a woman for that.

	You think Im glorious? I asked him.

	Yes, I do, he replied.

	Then why do we still have all these clothes on?  Shouldnt we be naked by now?

	You see what I mean? he said, lifting my chin and planting a gentle kiss on my lips.  What male of the species couldnt love you?

	I think its time you showed me, I teased him.

	I took it as the jock syndrome that Jeremys first penetration of me took place in the standard missionary position.  I was surprised, though, when he reach up and pinned my wrists to the bed as he pounded his hardness into me.  I wanted to tell him that I wasnt planning an escape from his ardor.  It did, however, increase his excitement level.  He banged away at me like a man possessed.  I looked in his eyes and saw smoldering embers behind the surface gloss.

	Yes! I nearly yelled at him.  Fuck me like Im yours.  Take me.  Make me come with that hard cock of yours.  It was my way of responding to the domination he seemed to need.

	Jeremy didnt speak, though.  He let his body do the talking.  I tried to indicate my own enthusiasm by lifting my hips toward him on every plunge.  The power of his thrusts made me grunt, and the nerve endings inside me screamed for release.

	Oh, yes, Jeremy! I cried out.  You fuck me so good.  Make me come, my love.  Use me.  Make me your slave.  Fuck me!

	His enormous groan signaled the approach of his own release, as did the swelling of his marvelous cock.  I pleaded with him.  Come inside me, darling, I moaned.  Fill me with your hot seed.  Let me feel your cock spurt deep in me.

	He plunged one last time and pressed his full length within me.  I felt the throbbing of his manhood as he began to coat my innards with his come.  He fell forward, releasing my wrists and wrapping his arms around me, panting with the exertions.  He rolled me over on my side and kept going.  The next thing I knew, I was atop him and his spurting member stayed lodged in my depths.

	I leaned forward and kissed his lips.  Tremendous, was all I could manage to utter.

	We are good together, he acknowledged, his words broken by his ragged breathing.

	No, darling, I whispered.  Were exquisite together.

	We stayed locked in the embrace of our vitals for several minutes.  Youre still hard, I remarked as I shifted gently atop him.

	You do that to me, he said.  You look so damn gorgeous up there.  And, when I think about having my cock inside you, looking as beautiful as you do, it just makes me swell up.

	Do you like this, I asked him, rocking gently back and forth on his meat.

	He closed his eyes and smiled.  I do, he said.  Keep it up.

	We both lasted a lot longer this time.  With the initial release spent, our joining went on for a long time.  I rocked forward and back, feeling his cock do the wonderful in and out motion as well as bumping against the front and back walls of my vagina.

	Eventually, though, the sensations began to overcome us.  He placed his hands on my hips and I put mine on his shoulders.  This way I could lift and descend on his meat, the tingling of my nerve endings ever increasing.

	Im getting close, he said, his voice strained.

	Me, too, baby, I whispered.  You dont know how much I like to make you come.

	Just dont stop, he directed.

	Not a chance, I responded.  I want to feel you throbbing inside me.  Tell me when so I can milk you.

	That seemed to be all Jeremy needed.  Now, Terri, now! he groaned.

	I straddled him and squeezed myself onto him.  Each time I felt him pulsate I would grasp him with my internal muscles.  So soon after our first release, his volume of his spurts was a fraction of the last time, but still strong enough for me to feel the hot bath of his come inside me.

	I climbed off him, grasping a nearby towel to catch the remnants that oozed out of me.  We fuck good, you know, I told him.  I love fucking you.

	Jeremy grinned like a ten-year-old.  I like fucking you, too, he said.

	After cleaning up, we lay spooned naked together in the massive bed.  I could feel the heaviness of his meet between my ass cheeks.  I smiled as I drifted off to sleep, sated and comfortable, with Jeremys hand cradling my breast and my own resting on this thigh.

	The bedside clock indicated two-seventeen when I became conscious of a hand between my legs and a finger probing inside me.  It took me a moment to realize where I was and who was making me feel horny again.  I reached behind me and grabbed the engorged member that pressed into my backside.  I hummed appreciatively as I caressed the warm, firm, smooth skin of Jeremys cock.

	Are you awake? I whispered.

	Um hmm, he hummed.

	Can I do something for you? I asked.

	I can think of a thing or two, he said.

	As much as I hated losing the contact with his probing hand and fingers, I turned to face my lover.  How about this? I whispered.  I slid myself down his body until his cock was aligned with my lips.  This has given me so much pleasure, I told him, that I think I should return the favor.  I kissed the end, the salty precum already forming.  I hummed appreciation again and then slid the head between my lips.

	Oooo! Jeremy purred.

	I proceeded to make love to his manhood, kissing, licking and sucking all the way up and down the shaft, and then sucking it between my lips.

	Nice, he whispered as if not wanting to break the spell of the moment.

	I released him long enough to tell him that I thought it was nice, too.  Then I went right back to sucking, licking, nibbling and kissing the warm, firm flesh.  His hands played through my hair, never pulling or demanding more than I was giving him.  It wasnt so much a face-fuck as an act of admiration for the member and the method.

Please, Jeremy finally pleaded.  Put it inside you.

I grinned in the darkness, shifted away from him and explored with my hands until I found his knees.  I swung around until I was facing away from him, stretched my hand back between my legs until I could grasp his meat, and guided it to my waiting opening.  I slid my body down on him until he was firmly lodged inside me.

	You like that? I asked.

	Wonderful, he answered.

	I dont think weve done this before, I remarked.

	Uh-uh, he said.

	I reached down and grasped his balls.  He gasped.

	I wont hurt you, darling, I whispered over my shoulder.  Trust me.

	I do, he said.

	So, at two-thirty seven in the morning I rode my lover in the reverse cowgirl position, his cock sliding deliciously in and out of me as I rose and fell on him.

	I wish I could see you, he groaned.

	Just reach up here and grab my ass, I commanded.  Now just imagine what it looks like.

	The awareness of the dark struck me.  This room was as pitch-black as Id ever remembered.  It allowed me to concentrate fully on the sensations.  I could feel the rubbing as never before.  I visualized the image of the flesh sliding into me and the reaction of my own tissues to the delightful intrusion.  Concentrating on that vision allowed me to reach my own point of no return.  I flashed back to the feeling of Stevens cock as I slid it into Taylor.  That multiplicity of image sent me crashing over the top.  I moaned in ecstasy as the shivers ran through my body, the hot-and-cold sensations of the orgasm washed over me.

	I like that, Jeremy moaned.  That is so incredibly hot.

	Think about this, then, I said, just a little breathless.  Think about what Taylor and Steven are doing right now.  Do you suppose theyre fucking, too?

	Probably sleeping, he groaned.  Its close to five there.

	Then, last night, darling, I chided him.  Think about your gorgeous wife putting my husbands hard cock inside her.  Think about that.

	Youre a vicious vixen, arent you? Jeremy said.  That is so hot!  I could tell it was driving him wild by the way he massaged the flesh of my ass, clutching and releasing it.

	Its just fucking, Jeremy, I told him, just like were doing.  You gotta love it.

	Uhnnnhhh, Jeremy grunted.  He pushed my ass up and then grabbed my waist, pulling me hard onto his meat.  I felt the pulsations that Id come to love as he shot his hot cream up inside me.  Once again, I squeeze on him, trying to milk the very essence out of his rod.

	I felt around for the towel after a few minutes and eased myself away from him.  I managed to wrap it around me to prevent leakage then lay down next to him.  Jeremys breathing was slow and even, and I smiled.  Id managed to fuck him back into unconsciousness.  Thank you very much, I thought, for yet one more delightful piece of ass.



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 18
 

	The caf where the women agreed to meet was open and airy.  Tricia and Jenna had secured a table for the five of them by the time I arrived.  An attentive waiter took my order.  I cocked and eyebrow at the two women before ordering a fruity alcoholic drink.  Both smiled and nodded.

	We owe you word of thanks, Jenna told Terri once the waiter departed, casting an affirmative look at Tricia.

	Me? I said.

	I guess all that talk last night about your, uh, situation got the boys really fired up, Tricia said.  Her voice became very soft and the three women had to incline their heads toward each other in order to hear.  I got laid last night like I havent since our first two weeks together.

	Me, too, Jenna whispered.  It was like my honeymoon.

	I shrugged.  Question is, did you enjoy it?

	Oh, hell, yes! Terry laughed.  I can still feel the tingling.

	Jenna nodded in agreement.  I think you gave Jim a little nudge out the rut weve been in.  So, thank you.

	Its not me, I chuckled.  Youre all gorgeous ladies.  You deserve most of the credit.

	The sultry Sonya arrived at the table.

	Credit for what? she wanted to know.

	We got laid last night, Jenna told her.  Really good.

	Sonya laughed.  Me, too.  Tony ate my pussy for like and hour.  I was climbing the walls.

	Im going to guess they were all fantasizing about one or more of us, Tricia injected.  Probably you, she said, indicating me.

	The truth is, though, weve got a problem out here, Sonya said as the waiter appeared to take her drink order.

	What problem were you talking about? I asked Sonya when the waiter left.

	She looked puzzled, then nodded, remembering the thread of their conversation.  Our guys are all jocks, Sonya picked up her train of thought.  The problem is groupies.  Theres always some slut wanting to screw my man.  Same for the others, right?

	The women murmured some expression of agreement.

   	Theres this culture of notoriety out here, Sonya continued.  They think if they screw somebody famous some of itll rub off on them.

	Movie stars and sports heroes, Tricia contributed.

	So, weve always got to be on guard for our men, Sonya went on.  We have to watch em like hawks so they dont stray.

	I see, I said.

	Thats why the idea of a network like yours is interesting, Jenna added.

	Are you still talking about that? Susan said, having heard Jennas comment as she approached the table.

	Hello, Susan, I greeted her.  Its good to see you.

	Susan, of course, Sonya said, never has to worry about her man straying like the rest of us.  He knows shed cut his balls off if he ever got any strange.

	You gotta do what you gotta do, Susan smiled sweetly at Sonya.

	But look, Tricia told them, suppose we provided a pool, just among the four of us.  Then, they could get their thrills and not be tempted out of the fold.

	Youre a fool, Susan told her.  If you tell your man that its okay to sleep with somebody else, hell think he can get away with doing it with anybody he wants.  Thats how they think.

	Well, I offered, there have to be ground rules.

	Yeah, Jenna agreed.  Ground rules.

	Ladies, I continued, I dont live out here in the same culture as you.  We dont have the same problems.  I mean, I love my husband, and I think hes bright, intelligent, caring and the superstar of my life.  But, nobody I know thinks theyre going to get famous because they screw him.


	If hes so exceptional, what are you doing out here with Taylors husband? Susan asked nastily.

	I grinned at her.  Having fun.  My husband is having fun, too.  Well come back to each other at the end of the week, undamaged, and still madly in love with each other.

	Susan snickered.  Youll just be thoroughly plundered by Jeremy, and no better off for it.

	Thats a matter of opinion, Susan.  Look, my husband came up with a great analogy.  So, lets try this.  Is there something you love to do that your man absolutely hates?

	Lick his balls? Tricia asked the group.

	No, darling, I laughed.  Outside the bedroom.

	Oh, Tricia said, her face reddening.

	Knitting, Jenna offered.

	Im not sure thatll work for the analogy, I said.  How about something you might do with somebody else?

	Well, shopping, of course, Sonya said.

	Okay, I nodded.  In my case its dancing.  I love to dance.  Steven hates it.  Anybody think of something else?

	The women were all silent.

	Thats fine, I said, finally.  Well use my dancing analogy.  Sure, I could dance by myself or with some of my girlfriends.  But, its really a lot more fun when I have a male partner.

	Okay, Tricia said slowly.  And your point is?

	Steven hates to dance.  So, he lets me dance with anybody I want, as long as he knows about it and I feel safe.  Okay?  So, I go out dancing.  When Im done, I come home to Steven.  As he says, I maybe a little tired and need a shower, but Im none the worse for wear.  He doesnt get jealous.  Hed rather read or watch a ballgame.  So, I dont have to give up dancing just because he hates it, and he loves and trusts me enough so he knows Im coming home when Im finished.  Ive had fun.  It hasnt hurt him.  It hasnt hurt or changed me.

	So, youre saying the little swap club is the same as dancing? Susan sounded incredulous.

	Pretty much, I said.

	What about the intimacy? Susan pressed.  Sex is all about intimacy.

	Good point, I admitted.  But, you see, not all sex is about intimacy.  Sometimes sex is just about sex.  Even in a completely monogamous relationship the sex varies.  Sometimes it is very intimate, loving, caring, gentle and sublime.  I leaned into the center of the table and whispered to all the women, But, sometimes its just pure jungle fucking, isnt it?  I inclined her head to Tricia, Jenna and Sonya in turn.  Like last night?

	Oh, yeah, Sonya agreed.

	Steven and I reserve the intimacy for us.  It is the emotional part of our relationship that keeps us unique and special to one another.  The other? I paused, Thats just hell-bent for leather screwing for the pure delight of it.

	The women looked at each other.

	Tricia, I addressed the blonde.  Suppose last night Jim was giving you the same treatment Teddy did.  What difference would it have made?

	Tricia worried a thumbnail.  I have no idea, she finally admitted.

	The thing is, youd have to be willing to let Teddy give Jenna her pounding in exchange for her letting you have her husband.  Thats where the adult control of emotions plays a big part.  If youre going to do something like this, you have to be committed to remaining with your significant other, and be able to find joy in his own journey of exploration.

	Those are the ground rules? Tricia asked.

	Thats a central concept, I told her.  Ground rules are like, nobody sneaks around.  You want to screw, say something.  No secret meet-ups.  Were all friends first.  If something is going to hurt your friend, you dont do it.  See what I mean?

	Susan was subdued when she finally asked, What about love?

	I nodded and smiled.  Vital, she said.  And, what happens is that love develops and grows exponentially.  Steven and I are deeply in love.  But, I love my neighbor, Dawn, and her husband, Larry.  I am certain they love me, too.  Even more, I love Dawn and Larry together as a couple.  And, they love Steven and me.  I love Jeremy.  He loves me.  I love Taylor.  She loves me.  I love Jeremy and Taylor together.  They love Steven and me.  Now, I dont love Jeremy the same way I love Steven.  But, you dont love your husband the way you love your father, do you?  Still, it is love.

	 But how do you keep the jealousy in control? Susan kept on.

	 Jealousy is a product of insecurity and fear.  If you have the solid foundation of love and respect Steven and I have for each other, there is no insecurity.  There is no fear.  Im not jealous of Taylor because she is not me.  Steven loves me.  He can enjoy being with Taylor because she is different from me.  I can enjoy being with Jeremy because he is different from Steven.  But, Steven and I belong together, just as Jeremy and Taylor belong together.

	Look, Im not out here on a recruiting mission, as I told you.  This is a decision each individual must make for themselves with the full agreement of their partner.  It may not work for you and yours.  If not, thats fine.  But, if it does work I paused.

	Its a helluva lot of fun, Sonya concluded for her.  

	It is, I agreed, and it will allow you to expand your horizons.  Youll try things you never thought youd do, and may find out you enjoy them.

	Like what? Jenna asked.

	Well, I considered briefly, you ever pull a train?

	That the heck? Tricia said.

	My smile was broad.  Sometimes they call it a gangbang.  Its when you get a whole bunch of guys to screw you one after the other.

	Youve done that? Sonya wanted to know.

	I did, I confirmed.  Five guys.  All the males in our circle.  When one of them shot his wad, someone else stepped right up and kept going.  I managed three rounds before the guys couldnt get hard anymore.

	Did you like that? Tricia asked.

	I grinned at her.  By the time I got to guy number five I was having one continuous orgasm.  It was awesome.  When it was over I was covered in cum and sweat, completely exhausted, and rapturously happy.  I could feel those pounding cocks for days.  It was glorious.  And the best part was that all those guys were friends and lovers, so I felt completely safe.

	Tricia asked her, What about their wives and girlfriends?

	I giggled.  No girlfriends.  They are all wives.  They were the fluffers.

	What the hell is a fluffer? said Jenna.

	I know that one! Sonya burst in.  When theyre making a porn video, a fluffer gets the guys ready to perform by giving them a hand job or sucking them off until they get hard.

	So, they helped? Tricia was incredulous.

	I assured her they did.  The others are excited about taking their turns at the center.  Well probably get to one or two in the next month or so.

	And your husband didnt mind you being screwed like that by all those guys? Jenna asked.

	Honey, I said conspiratorially, he drew number four.



	You mean he not only let you do that, but actively participated? Tricia still sounded amazed.

	I put her hand in the air to simulate sounding a locomotives horn.  Choo, choo! she laughed.  All aboard!

	Damn, Sonya said.  That I gotta try.

	Geez, Jenna offered.  I dont know.

	Sweetie, I told Jenna, You dont have to do it until youre ready.  Or, dont do it at all, if you dont feel like it.  You get to decide.

	Wed better order, Susan told them, in her usual role as pragmatic administrator.  She signaled for the waiter and the women made their selections.

	And, this is my treat, I told the waiter.  She grinned at the women and reminded them, This is a business trip.  We can put it on Jeremys expense account.

	Most conversation stopped during the meal.  Susan announced she had a hair appointment and couldnt linger.  After she left, Sonya took the initiative.

	Girls, she said, I think we ought to consider this.  We all like each other, except for Susan.  And, honestly, Id be glad to entertain any of your gentlemen, as long as youre willing to take on mine.

	Jenna looked doubtful.  Id like to think about it.  Im not sure Jim would go along with the idea.

	What Ive discovered, I tendered, is that the men are usually willing, more readily than the wives.  Its the acculturation weve received that we keep our men by being the only outlet for their sex drives.  Its not always true.

	You think Jim would go along? Jenna asked her.

	I have no idea, Jenna, I responded.  I dont know him or you well enough to make that determination.  I can tell you, though; if you explain hell be getting strange at the same time you are that it highlights the fact that its ultimately fair.

	So, whats up with Susan? Sonya tossed out.

	Shes a bitch, Tricia stated.  She thinks shes smarter than all of us.  And, she jealously keeps Bob on a tight rein.

	I gently offered my opinion.  Maybe shes scared of losing him.  She could feel insecure, especially if the groupies have caused her problems in the past.

	But were not talking groupies, here, Jenna noted.  Its just us.

	True, I agreed, but shes going to have to be able to separate the sex from the love.  Thats a hard thing to do, especially if she grew up believing the two are inexorably linked.  She may never be able to make that distinction.

	Sonya was serious as she said, Well, Bob is a hunk.  I wouldnt mind fluffing him.

	There was a moment of silence as the girls let that statement sink in.  It was Jenna who started to laugh, and they all joined in.



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 19
 

	The soft burr of my phone interrupted the intimate dinner Jeremy and I  were enjoying in the hotel restaurant.  I dabbed at my lips with the linen napkin and pulled the unit from her tiny clutch.

	Its your wife, I told Jeremy.  Should I take it?

	Of course, Jeremy replied, slicing another piece of prime rib from his portion.

	Taylor!

        Hello, Terri, Taylor said.  Im calling because I got an email from Susan.
        
        Really?  What did it say?
        
        She said she thought I should know that Jeremy was being unfaithful.  You know anything about that? Taylor asked.
        
        Just with me, as far as I know, I said into the phone, then looked at Jeremy and asked, Have you been screwing anybody besides me, darling?

	Jeremy laughed.  Yeah, like Ive had the time or energy for that!

	No, just me, I said into the phone.  

        Shes always been a bit of a tight-ass, Taylor said.  Im betting she means to try to stir up trouble between me and Jeremy.
        
        Are you going to answer? I asked.
        
        I dont know yet, Taylor told me.  If I do, Ill tell her that youre my good friend and that while youre with Jeremy, Im fucking your husband.  But, Ill probably ignore it.  
        
        I think thats a good idea.
        
        You guys doing all right? Taylor continued.

	Are we having fun? I asked Jeremy.

	You and I are, he said.  Otherwise, its pretty much a grind.

	He says we are.  Ive been spending a lot of time at the pool, of course.  Theres a cute, married bartender Ive been teasing to no avail.  But, the teasing has been fun.  I had lunch with the girls earlier.  I think they were somewhat shocked by our arrangement, even though at least one of them seemed interested.

	You could find the wife and invite them for a foursome, Taylor suggested.  Are you screwing Jeremys brains out?

        Im doing my best.  Are you and Steven getting along all right?
        
        Dawn and I got together, took him to dinner and double-teamed him.

	Good. 

        It was mostly Dawns idea.  She sent Larry to a titty bar so hed be out of the way while we nailed Steven.
        
        Shes a hoot, isnt she?
        
        She is.  We doubled on Larry when he got back, too.  Then I went back and slept in Stevens bed.  I couldnt get him up until late this morning.  Youre not going to be jealous about our little fuck-fest last night, are you?

	No, darling, not a bit and I hope youre not, either.

	Mad because youre screwing Jeremy?  No, Im not.

	Do you want to talk to him? I asked.

	Ive kept the two of you apart long enough, Sweetie.  Just tell him I said I love him and to do right by you.

	Okay, I can do that.  Give my love to Steven, too.  I really do miss all of you.  

        Well have to have a massive party to welcome you all back.  I love you, Ter.
        
        Love you, too, sweetheart.  Bye-bye.

	Well? Jeremy cocked an eye at me as I returned the phone to her purse.
	
        It seems youve been put on report, I told him.  Taylor said she got a note in her email that you were being unfaithful.

	No shit? Jeremy asked.

	Taylor just wanted to know of you were catting around with anybody besides me, I told him.

	Hmph, Jeremy grunted.  Who sent it?

	It was Susan.  Shes either too prim for this type of arrangement or just eat up with envy.

	Bet its the latter, he told me.  Id love to see her thrash around while getting her pussy ate.  Bet shes never had it like that.

	You think shes a screamer? I asked him.

	I think if shed let go of all that severe restraint shed be a howler, he said.

	And youre just the man to make her wail at the moon, arent you?

	Nah, he answered dismissively.  I got plenty to do without chasing down that iceberg.

	What else did she say? he continued.

	She said she was going to tell whomever that your being with me wasnt cheating.

	Did she say how Steven was getting along?

	She said that she and Dawn gave him a mnage last night, and apparently screwed him into unconsciousness.  After the two of them went to entertain Larry, Taylor went back to my house and wasnt able to rouse Steven for another go until this morning.  She wanted to know if I was jealous.

	Are you?

	Of course not, I scoffed.  Im here with you, arent I?  She wanted to tell you she loves you and asked if I was taking good care of you.  Am I?

	Let me think, he teased her.  I got laid three times last night.  Id guess that would qualify as taking good care.

	By the way, he went on, thats a nice dress youve almost got on.

	I checked the front of my dress.  The soft folds of black material caressed my cleavage, revealing the swell of my breasts before diving toward my navel.  The short skirt accentuated the curves of my legs, enhanced by the four-inch heels complete with ankle straps.

	You like it?

	Oh, yeah, he said, enthusiastically.  It looks like its ready to fall off at any second and leave you deliciously naked.

	If youre a good boy, I taunted him, Ill let you nibble around the edges later and see if we cant make that happen.

	I promise Ill be good, he chuckled.  The hose and heels have to stay, though.

	Hmmm, I hummed thoughtfully.  If youll give my pussy a good and proper licking, Ill leave them on for you.

	You got a deal, Jeremy said.  Just the thought is making me grow a pretty good woody.  My mouth is watering.
	
	Have some more wine, darling, I instructed.  We dont want you drooling over the goodies.



Take My Wife, Please

 Chapter 20
 

	Have any of you thought about what has happened to us in the last eight months? I asked the women who had assembled in her den.

	The month after my return from the coast with Jeremy had been mostly uneventful.  Spouses paired off with each other and kept mostly to themselves.  The arrival of Belinda and Sophia from Kansas City earlier in the day marked the first time they had all been together since Taylor and Steven had reclaimed their significant others from the West Coast trip.

	Always the thoughtful one, Dawn chided her.

	Taylor smiled at Belinda and nodded.  Its not enough for Terri to just enjoy something.  She always wants to know why.

	I shrugged.  Dont you think its interesting, though?  I mean, eight months ago this was a completely alien concept to me.

	But not to me, Taylor reminded her.

	Nor me, Belinda chimed in.

	For me, it was, Sophia told them.

	Me, too, Dawn added, for the most part.

	I just wonder if we all have the same feelings, you know, I continued.

	What do you mean? Dawn wanted to know.  You mean like jealous, or something?

	Not that, I answered.

	Why dont you tell us what you feel, Belinda urged her.  Well let you know if we feel the same.

	I looked around the women in the room and took a deep breath.  Well, when we talk about getting together, I get this real aching in my gut.  Its like excitement and anticipation all bubbling around inside me.

	Taylor smiled.  Okay.  I can relate to that.  Its kind of like butterflies, but more substantial.

	Yeah, Dawn said.  Kind of like the way you feel the day before your birthday.

	My feeling is very nervous, Sophia added.  Im hoping I wont disappoint.

	Oh, sure! Dawn virtually bellowed.  My word, girl!  Have you looked in the mirror recently?

	So, what youre describing is like, performance anxiety? Belinda asked Terri.

	Its not that, so much, I said.  Its like I know whats coming and Im really looking forward to it.

	Unlike your birthday, Dawn joked.

	What else? Taylor asked me.

	That feeling just keeps on building until I think Im going to burst, I said.  Then, when we finally get together, Im all tingly down there.  By the time we get sorted out Im just soaking.

	Really, Dawn told them all.  Its like, Okay, lets get this show on the road.  I just cant wait to get naked and be skin to skin with somebody.

	And theres this aching to be filled with a hot cock, Belinda added.

	My whole body just feels electric, Taylor said, twisting to encourage Sophia to contribute.

	Yes, she nodded.  I just want to be touched, kissed, and ravaged. 

	And, while its happening, while hes inside me, all I can think of is how good it feels.  Its like my whole body is just focused on that one area.  I feel that hardness pushing in and out, and I just want to scream with delight.

	Belinda nodded affirmatively and said, I sense theres a but coming in there somewhere, though.

	But, I confirmed, I dont have any sense of emotional involvement.

	Theres nothing wrong with that, Taylor told her.  It takes some women eons to get past that old culture thing that prevents us from separating the physical from the emotional.  Some never do.

	So, are you feeling guilty about that? Dawn asked.

	I dont think so.  Does anyone think I should? I responded.

	I tell you my thought, Sophia volunteered.  I like very much all the men here, Steven, Larry, Jeremy and our Charlie.  But, I love my Daniel.  With him, the sex is very special.  With the others, it is just for fun, for a good time.

	Thats the way I feel, too, I agreed.  I just want to know if that is all right.

	Girlfriend, Taylor offered, that is exactly the way I feel.  The physical act of sex with somebody you like is, whoosh!  But, with my man, it is a different kind of feeling.  I dont know how else to describe it.

	Look, Dawn started, Larry and I used to have two kinds of sex.  There was the gentle, almost eloquent, tender sex of the two of us being together.  The other was the jungle-fuck kind of sex when anything goes and we just pound each other for the pure joy of fucking.  We dont do that one so much anymore.  Well, no, thats not true.  After we all get together hes pretty juiced up and we bang away at each other once or twice

	Or six or seven times, I chided.

	Anyway, Dawn shot me a dirty look, our get-togethers are just like those jungle-fuck sessions.  Were just fucking for the joy of fucking.  And, damn it, I dont care what anybody else thinks, I like it.  I really, really like it.

	So, what your feeling, Belinda directed toward me, is not all that different from the rest of us.  As Dawn so indelicately puts it, were fucking for the joy of fucking.  I dont think theres anything wrong with that.

	But I couldnt just do it with anybody, I said.  I couldnt just pick up somebody off the street.

	Oh, no, Taylor chimed in.  The fact that we know each other and like each other makes all the difference in the world.

	Its what separates us from the real sluts, Dawn said.

	We sipped at our wine for a few moments.

	Im having that feeling, again, I told them.

	Which one? Dawn asked her.

	The anticipation one, I said.  The guys will be getting back from their golf game in a couple of hours.  Do we know what the plan is?

	It is good to have a plan, Sophia said.

	Okay, Taylor said, slowly.  Any ideas?

	 Theyll be hot and sweaty.  Pewww! Belinda said, holding her nose.

	Well, lets shove em in the pool, Dawn tried.

	I could make a sign, said Taylor.  Were by the pool, naked.  Hope youll be the same.

	How about pairings? I asked.

	Lets draw for them.  Everybody write your spouses name on a slip of paper.  Terri, you get a bowl.  Nobody gets their own husband.  If you do, you have to put it back, Taylor said.

	Dawn drew Jeremys name.  Belinda got Larry.  Taylor drew Daniel.  Sophia pulled Steven.  I lifted the last name from the bowl.  Charlie, I announced.

	Now thats settled, should we make other arrangements? Belinda asked.

	Quizzical looks from around the room followed her question.  Like what? Dawn asked.

	Any other games or ideas? Belinda said.

	I say we go with Dawn this weekend, Taylor suggested.  Lets just do the jungle-fuck thing.

	Naked weekend! Dawn hollered, and the women all laughed in agreement.

	It was Wednesday evening when the telephone dragged me from my reverie of the last weekend.  Charlie had proven to be consistent, enthusiastic and powerful in the multiple sessions I enjoyed with him.  The best part, I thought, as I reached for the phone, was how marvelously he licked and sucked me as I concentrated on his hard meat.

	Hello? I spoke into the mouthpiece.

	Were going to try it, said the voice in her ear.  This weekend were going to choose up partners and see if we like it as much as you do.

	Im sorry, I said.  I dont recognize the voice.

	Its me, Terri.  Susan, in California.

