Love of Politics Ch 7 Cabin In The Woods Adults Only

Love of Politics Ch 7 Cabin In The Woods Adults Only [part 7 of 10]
By: jackieoh (jkyo2006@yahoo.com)

Chapter 07 - Adult Weekend At The Cabin

Mark won election to the state Senate. A celebration was in order, and as it turned out, ours was a bit shocking! I think we were all very tense and looking for relief. Mark's cabin up North sounded perfect for an escape from all our tensions.

Phyllis and David had planned an "adults-only" weekend in the woods for all of us just before school started. The Clinton-Monica scandal was at its peak when the big weekend arrived. The report wasn't released yet, but details of the testimony were well-known and depressing.

"When the President of the United States is on television talking about boinking a pretty young thing in the Oval Office, don't you think we have a right to feel left out of things? I'm feeling positively old-fashioned." Phyllis grumbled.

"It is incredible isn't it? I'm afraid it's just going to get worse. The Republican's aren't likely to let it go are they?" I said gloomily.

"Now wait, they didn't do this, your Bill did the deed. Why shouldn't he pay for it?" David, of course, took the republican side, and none of us could argue with him.

"And, yes, Phyllis, I am feeling left out!" David laughed.

"Right, then, here we are, consenting adults, with a week in the woods alone, no children to worry about. What are we going to do about it?"

"I'm for taking off our clothes and staging a Democratic block party. I'll contribute $10!" David, again.

Phyllis smiled and offered an alternative. "Let's go to that little tavern in town where they play western music and have dinner. Everyone has to go without underwear. It'll feel sexy, anyway!"

After the laughter died out, I said, "Well, I'm OK with that idea. Let's do it. It will be a laugh anyway. We can use a laugh. We should call it a Monica Party though, to keep David from blaming all Democrats."

I was in our room with my panties around my ankles when David came in. He stripped in record time and pulled my naked into his arms and groped me for a few minutes. Clearly the same was going on next door because we heard loud giggling.

"Come on, now, let's get dressed." I said with a laugh.

We knocked on their door on the way past and they laughed again and said they were coming.

"Doesn't this feel yummy, and depraved?" Phyllis wanted to know as we drove down the lane.

Dinner At George's

The dimly lit parking lot was beginning to fill up with SUV's and pickup trucks, some with gun racks in the back window. Northern Michigan's finest hunters and fishermen seemed to be out on the town for a good time, just like us.

A bright red neon sign with the sputtering letter "G" announced we were entering "George's Hangout" as Phyllis pushed open the door and led us inside. A sign announced "line dancing - Friday Night."

That great old smell of slightly stale beer and floor sweeping compound lingered from many previous nights of revelry. The aroma of burgers on a grill made the scene complete.

We found a table at the end of the long bar and a waitress dropped menus in front of us. The band finished their setup and began to tune their instruments. A young girl in incredibly tight jeans and western blouse positioned a microphone stand out of her way.

Burger baskets heaped with French fries and tiny cups of Cole slaw arrived and we happily dug into the cholesterol laden food just as the band kicked off their opening number.

The sound level steadily increased as the crowd of foot stomping dancers swelled. Phyllis loves to dance and she had Mark on the dance floor looking down at her feet trying to figure out what to do as David and I laughed at his discomfort. Seeing this, Mark pointed toward David and Phyllis came and led him off to the line dancing class.

"Mark is hopeless," she laughed, pulling David to his feet.

Mark slumped into his chair and I felt his knee brush mine. We laughed at the two of them, letting our knees toy with each other under the table.

"Come on, Mark, it looks like fun!" I said, leading him back to the dance floor. As we got into the swing of it, Mark's enthusiasm kept increasing. The press of our hips and arms locked behind each other's backs felt sensual and comfortable. As the music slowed, and we flowed into each others arms, I felt his cock nudge me pleasantly. I moved to make it happen again, and smiled up into his eyes.

The band took a break and we relaxed with out drinks and our laughter.

"This was a great idea, Phyllis!" David commented. We all agreed.

"Yes, and don't you feel naughty?" She leaned far over the table and we put our heads together. "I mean all ?nekkid' under those clothes?"

"Yeahhhhhhh!" was our reply, grinning at the scene. And she was quite right. My nipples were jutting against the fabric of my blouse from the jiggling against the material as we danced. I could tell that I was slightly moist already as well, but that was from Mark's cock thrilling my tummy on the slow dances.

Flirting With The Locals

As the band returned, two young guys from the bar stood asking us to dance, very politely. Good-looking young guys their jeans bulging handsomely, made both Phyllis and I feel good, being in our thirties and invited to dance by twenty year olds. The one standing by Phyllis asked David if it was all right with him, assuming him to be her date. He laughed loudly and gave his approval.

"You see how generous I am?" he laughed.

Mark gave his permission for me to dance without missing a beat.

Jeremy held my hand as he led me to the floor and we fell into step easily. He led firmly and I soon caught onto his steps.

"Where you from?" he asked.

"Down-state. We have a cabin down the road. It's great up here!" I shouted into his ear to be heard above the music.

"Good! We're glad to have you!" he said with a wide grin.

He twirled me and his hand trailed lightly across my breasts as he passed behind me and then dropped his hand to my hip as we continued side by side. He performed the same move again and I smiled as I nestled back under his arm and felt his fingers a little more fully in contact. My nipples tensed with pleasure and I noticed his hand linger at the side of my breast. Phyllis's partner was apparently practicing the same caresses and I smiled as she winked at me and twirled in his arms once more.

The music slowed and I found myself pressed close against Jeremy. He was a super dancer, and I was quietly pleased to feel an indication that he was excited by our dancing. His cock bumped my tummy and slipped across the roundness covered only by my thin dress. His hand slipped lower on my back until I could tell he had searched for my panty line and found none. He slipped lower and I reached to move his hand above my cheeks. He settled for letting his fingertips rest where my panty top should have been and I was content with that. He quietly caressed the upper curve of my bottom and I nestled a little closer, letting our legs slip between in the dancers' caress.

Phyllis was right, it was truly erotic. Dancing with a stranger in a western bar with nothing on under your dress was a thrill and my pussy moistened in response.

Just as his hand slipped up my back to search for my bra, I noticed that Mark and David had found other dance partners too and looked to be enjoying themselves. I snuggled closer to mine as his hand brushed the soft side of my unsupported breast.

"You're a good dancer, Jeremy!" I said, as I stopped further exploration of my breast gently but firmly.

He smiled and let his hand slip back down my back and onto my lower back. He pressed firmly, urging me to press against his hard cock.

"You are mighty fine, yourself, Beth," he grinned, just as the music ended. "That was nice!"

"Thank you!" I said and he gave me a lingering smile as I took my seat and he headed back to the bar.

"Ohmigod, that kid is a stud!" Phyllis breathed. "I thought he was going to, .. .. well never mind what I thought!" she laughed, looking at Mark.

"Do you want me to defend your honor?" Mark asked, his face obscuring a smile.

"No, that's OK. I'll just say that I think he figured out that I am NEKKID!" she guffawed as she took a long drink. "And what did you find out about that young floozy I saw you with?"

"She's wearing a bra," he said, smiling at her.

"Jeremy was a good dancer!" I admitted.

"Oh, so it's Jeremy is it?" Phyllis hooted. "And how good a dancer is he?"

"Sounds like he went to the same school as yours!" I laughed.

"You mean he copped a feel?" David wanted to know.

'Well, you could say that. He was nice though. Nothing out of line," I said, laughing.

"To paraphrase the president, 'depends on what you mean by 'nice'" Phyllis chimed in.

"Very nice!" I said, letting the questions build.

Invitation

"So, just how close did Jeremy get?" David persisted as we began a slow dance together.

I poked him in the ribs and laughed. "Now cut that out!"

"Well?" he smirked. "Did he manage this?" His hand slipped down to my bottom and squeezed.

"No!"

"How about here?" His hand moved up a little bit, his fingers playing along the top of my cheek.

"Well, yes, about like that."

"And did he put his hand here? His hand slipped up to the side of my breast.

"Mmmmmm-hmmmmmm, yes." I nodded.

"And here?" his hand covered my breast and squeezed.

"No!" I said emphatically.

"And did you feel this?" he moved his thigh between my legs and pressed against my mound, sending a thrill up through my breasts.

"Mmmmmmm, yessssssssssss!"

We stood on the spot pressing together, moving gently with the music.

"And did it feel BIG?" he breathed into my ear.

"Yes ... BIG ..." I giggled, nibbling his ear.

"Ohmigod, honey, he almost humped you right here on the dance floor!" I knew he was excited by the thought of it and I pressed against him.

"No, not really," I soothed, snuggling my pussy along his leg.

"Wow, .. .. did you do that?"

"No, just to you," I laughed.

We returned to the table holding hands to find Mark and Phyllis nuzzling each other's necks.

"Don't give the new Senator a hickey, Phyllis," David chided, "he'll have to explain it to the newspapers."

Jeremy and Jeff showed up to invite another dance and our husbands gave us up with patient looks, knowing we were enjoying the attention.

"Jeremy, I'm really enjoying dancing with you. You have shown me some new steps."

"Thank you, I'm enjoying it too!" he replied with a wide smile.

Again his hands brushed my nipples as he twirled me. Again he explored as much of my bottom as I would allow. Again he urged me against his hard cock, held tight inside those slim jeans. Again, I let myself relax and enjoy the dance and his careful caresses.

We talked and laughed together in spite of the loud music. In the slow dances, his movements were smooth and more than slightly erotic as he encouraged our bodies to slip and slide together. My nakedness under the dress made it seem even more erotic as his thigh pressed between mine, hiking my skirt up slightly and thrilling my firm mound as I let it probe against the firm muscular thigh between my legs. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, but kept smiling, and so he continued the gentle exploration of my private soft parts.

He leaned close and I heard his invitation. "Would you like to go out in the parking lot for a little fresh air?"

I thought about all the implications of that remark. I knew that as sweet as he was, the thought of getting me out into his car was a thrilling one to him. The thought that he might get his hand under my dress, or even more, spread my legs and .. ... I decided not to think further about that.

I smiled instead, thanked him and said that we were about to leave.

When I got back to the table, I explained to the others that we probably had had all the pub-crawling scene we should enjoy.

"If we have too much fun here, it might always get into the paper. Or someone may remember us and then his memory could get tangled with his imagination and first thing we know the Senator is in the headlines."

Phyllis sighed and grumbled, then agreed. "But, I'm not leaving unless we pretend that it didn't end and we continue it back at the cabin! Agreed?"

We looked at each other, unsure of what she meant exactly, but agreeing with the idea at any rate.

Phyllis stopped at the bandstand and bought two CD's the band was selling, taking thirty dollars from David's offered billfold.

We said smiling farewells to our new boyfriends at the bar and held their hands just a moment or two too long as David and Mark waited patiently by the front door.

Continuing The Party

"Well, I don't know about you Phyllis, but I was invited to the parking lot!"

"Yes, me too,." she giggled. "And that's what I expect back at the cabin!"

As soon as we were in the door, Phyllis had the CD's opened and blaring from the stereo. David and Mark fixed drinks and it was as if we had not left the tavern. Except there were no prying eyes.

"You boys had better be good. Jeremy and Jeff set a high standard-- in more ways than one!" Phyllis said haughtily.

"Yes, you've got to move it up a little." I said, speaking of the quality of their dancing.

"Uh, move what up a little, honey?" Phyllis said in her best barroom voice and laughed loudly.

We moved the furniture out of the way and started our own mini-line dance. The slower numbers found Mark and I together and Phyllis nuzzling into my husband's neck.

"I had to invite him myself, Beth!" she said as she led him literally to the parking lot. Mark and I looked at each other a little puzzled.

"I guess she wasn't kidding!" Mark laughed. "We got out of that bar just in time. She might have gone, too."

I giggled. "Well, it could be tempting, you know."

We stood nuzzling and cuddling against each other, hardly moving, just letting each other feel the other's body. Mark's cock was pleasantly firm against the soft valley to one side of my mound. With nothing under the dress, it felt almost as if its heat was directly against my bare skin. Mark's hand flipped down to my bottom and I put my hand on his ass too, pressing him closer. My pussy was moist enough now that there was no question. I could even feel the moisture between my thighs when I took a step.

We stopped dancing, and he put his hands on my breasts, moving the flimsy dress material over my nipples and the roundness of them. His hands lifted them and cupped them as our lips met and parted for each other. His cock jutted out and brushed my mound. I dropped my hand and guided the tip to nuzzle the beginning of my slit. It was warmly sensual, standing there in the dark.

"Mmmmmm," I heard him moan against my lips. Our tongues met and explored. Moist sensitive tongues probed each other. Hands fondled and explored, cupped and squeezed, caressed and tickled.

Mark's hands slipped lower and I felt him raising my dress. And then I felt the air cool and fresh on my pussy. We moved closer and I guided the tip of his dick until it touched the bare pussy slit and tucked under. Tucked under and then slipped along the wet valley I opened for him to slide down by parting my legs.

We stood like that for moments, thrilling at the touch. The music ended. Still we stood there silently tasting each other. Mark's hands returned to fondling my breasts. My dress dropped around my legs, but held up just in the front by his ramrod hard cock still being moistened between my legs as I held it tightly in place against my clitoris. My skirt was like the curtains of a stage, offering the sight of a lover's dick kissing his true lover's slit.

I dropped the curtain as there was a knock at the door and then a breeze wafted through as Phyllis and my husband stumbled into the room.

"I loved it!" Phyllis exulted. "Just like the old days! A breath of fresh air in the moonlight! In the parking lot," she laughed. "And what have you two been doing? And where's the music?"

"Just ended. Mark is just as good a dancer as Jeremy after all." I said.

"You're too kind. No wonder he likes you! Two left feet. Haven't you, darling?" She bustled off to put another CD in the machine.

David kissed me on the cheek and hugged me as Mark made drinks for all of us.

We danced with out husbands in the dark. The moonlight streaked across the surface of the river and through the large windows to provide a soft cool light to the scene. The glow of the little lights on the stereo winked at us in the gloom of the corner, and we slow danced some more, exploring each other, fondling each other.

It was late when we finally turned in. We shared kisses all around in the hallway.

"This has been just wonderful fun! What are we going to do for the second night to beat it?" asked Phyllis, giggling and clinging sexily to Mark.

"I'm sure you'll think of something," he replied quietly.

Couples in bed

The door had no more closed behind us than David had me in his arms, pulling up my skirt. His hands were gentle at first, brushing from one side of my crease to the other, making the cheeks of my ass tingle. He moved slowly from that to grasping, squeezing fondles, lifting me up against his body and thrusting the hard bulge of his cock against me.

His tongue was deep in my mouth and he lifted my feet off the floor and carried me to the bed, then put me down on the floor and unzipped my dress. He was so eager it was a turn-on, and I joined his eagerness by yanking his zipper down and ripping off his belt. As his pants fell down around his ankles, I stopped long enough for him to strip my dress off over my head and then grasp my breasts in his hands and bring them to his lips. He kissed and nibbled, licked and pulled them as I smiled at his boyish eagerness.

"Come and get me you big-cock monster!" I whispered hoarsely.

"I'm going to have you, you gorgeous big-titted slut! You let that young stud dry-hump you on the dance floor, didn't you?" he demanded playfully.

"Yes. His cock was against it, too."

"Ohhhh my god!" he gasped, throwing me backward on the bed and lunging onto my body. He was between my legs and I grasped his shirt to yank it off over his head. He scrambled to recapture my breasts as the shirt tore away from his arms.

I relaxed and let him graze my boobs with his lips and tongue while his cock probed between my legs.

"God, these are great!" he muttered almost smothered between them. I pressed them tight around his rooting cheeks and humped against his invading dick.

"Christ, I've had a hard on all night long, ever since we left the house. Do you know that?"

"I noticed." I giggled. There was nothing I could do except lie back and let him have his way. David was so hot that he was just a whirl of motion sweeping over my body. He had me tingling from his fingers and his hands as well as his cock which had already tasted the moist slit between my legs and was now probing to find my vagina.

He was a little drunk, and so I finally helped a little, guiding the big head of his dick into me.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, god. That feels so good!" he breathed against my neck as he slipped deep inside me, filling me and making me want more.

His tongue slipped into my mouth and his thumbs massaged under my arms, something he seemed to think was sexy, though I was noncommittal about it.

"Oh, honey. It's so big tonight! So big! Filling me up!" I whispered.

I could feel it swell a little with my words and David began stroking in and out of me with long hard strokes. My head was against the log wall and his thrusts were banging my head against the wall, but not hard enough to want it to stop.

David thrust himself up on straight arms as he pressed his toes against the mattress for leverage to slam into me. Again and again the big cock slid into my moist tunnel, pushing the soft wet folds of my vagina apart and filling me with pleasure. A long, lingering tingle spread from the base of my mound all the way up my tummy and split to urge my nipples into jutting sensitive points.

At this moment, I was amazed to see the door swing silently open. No one appeared but it just swung tiredly open and exposed us fucking our hearts out, complete with loud moans and slurping wet sounds from his dick sliding in and out of my wet vagina.

"That's it darling. That's it, fuck me. Yes, yes, more; harder. there." I coached as David took me with a wild fierceness. "Fuck me like Jeremy wanted to do!" His hands clutched me and his dick pummeled my pussy.

"Yes, baby! He wanted me in the parking lot!" I hissed. Unh, unh, unh,.. that's it, fuck me, honey."

"He wanted to fuck your little wife in the back of his truck!" I cried mischievously.

I felt him tense between my legs, his legs taut, his toes scratching into the sheet, his big cock lunging. I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him deeper, my legs flailing out to the side to open wider to him.

His breath was ragged, in my ear, "Oh, god, Beth, it's so hot. Your cunt! Unh, unh, hot, unh! Oh yesssss!" His body spasmed and his cock was into me at maximum thrust, and I felt his cum, hot and heavy, inside me.

"Yes! Yes! Cum for me, baby, cum for momma! Cum in me! Fill me!" I urged, feeling spurt after spurt, until at last he slumped sweatily on top of my body. We were breathing hard as his dick slowly relaxed inside me. I squeezed it with my remaining strength. I felt abandoned as it slipped softly from my vagina, leaving a trail of warm sperm slowly seeping away.

With a great sigh, he spread his arms and stretched out beside me in the darkness pulling my head onto his arm. I cupped his wilted cock and soothed our wet juices over his balls.

From the other room, we heard Phyllis and Mark through the open door: "Ohhh. Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Yes! Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me! Yessss yes. Ohhhhhh, honey. Ohhhh honey. Ohhh, you fucked me sooooo nice!"

We lay stifling our giggles in each others love streaked arms.

"Hmmmm, wonder what they heard?" I whispered.

His dick jumped at my suggestion, but he was soon snoring against my neck. I slipped out from under the deadweight of his sleeping body and curled up for a very relaxed sleep.

Second Night Insomnia party

I was the first one up and started the coffee perking. The sun was well up, but it was still early when Phyllis came padding down the hall, her blonde hair rumpled like an unmade bed.

"Oh, good, you made coffee," she murmured in a whisky baritone.

"That was a fun night!" I smiled.

"It was, wasn't it!" She perked up immediately. "I'm glad you thought so too. Those two young guys were cute, weren't they? And the ones we brought home didn't do too badly for old guys, did they?"

"I don't think we could have done better for the whole evening," I laughed.

"I'm glad you had the good sense to get us out of there. Jeff was starting to get to my dark side with those ideas about a little fresh air in the parking lot! Oh, my god! Still, it was a compliment, eh?"

"Yesssss, ..... " I grinned. "Time for a shower, I think."

"Get your things. It's a terrific shower for two. Unless you are too modest?"

"No. OK. Fine. Lead on. You're like the pied piper, you know?"

I picked up some clothes and we made our way down the hall. Three showerheads pointed toward the middle of a large tiled room adjacent to a hot tub and sauna.

She dropped her robe and I found myself ogling her slim body. Nice sized breasts, big enough to seem quite striking for her slim frame. Smaller than mine, but big for such a slim girl. She was a knockout, her nipples were a contrasty bronze color and they jutted out a little more as I stared at them. She had a tidy little bush of blond hair in a triangle covering her mound. I could just barely see her slit beneath the pretty curls.

She looked at me with a little grin, waiting for me to undress.

I took a deep breath and then let my robe slide down my arms and onto the nearby log bench. I had a strong desire to take that high school girl pose of arms crossed over my boobs and one hand trying to cover up my untidy thatch of dark brown hair. I managed to brazen it out under her gaze.

"You're gorgeous, Beth." she smiled, reaching in to test the shower temperature.

Our voices echoed off the tile walls as we soaped and lathered and soaked up the hot steamy water. It was glorious.

"Here, I'll do your back!" she called into the echoing walls.

I presented my back and was rewarded with a two-handed scrubbing with a rough sponge and a soft sponge. It was glorious. I felt her pause as she got down to my waist and then I felt as if she said to herself, "oh, what the hell." and the sponges continued down over my buns, which you may recall are my most erogenous zones. She took one swipe between my legs with a hot soapy sponge and decided better and slipped up and down my legs instead.

She turned and I returned the favor, loving the feel of her back under my hands. I was even glad that she had set the stage by that lovely massage of my bottom, so that I could do the same with hers. It was nice and firm and a lovely shape.

I know the reader wants me to turn this into a big lesbian scene, but it just wasn't. Just a very nice interlude between friends. It was lovely.

When we dried off, we found that someone had slipped in and left two tee shirts for us. Emblazoned over a busty cartoon character they said: "I Was Naughty at George's Hangout!"

"I think David must want us to wear these." Phyllis giggled. "He's such a cute guy! I just adore him."

She pulled a pair of light blue panties up those long smooth legs and then dropped the tee shirt over her jutting nipples and asked me if she was covered.

"Almost. And cute!" I said. Only a hint of blue panties over a deliciously round bottom showed. She really did look cute.

I slipped on my red panties and started for my bra, but she shook her head and smiled. "Let's give the boys a treat! They've been so good to us. Right?" she laughed and it echoed around the walls of the spa.

I slipped the shirt over my boobs and turned for her to let me know if too much of me showed.

"Too cute!" she said, smacking me lightly on the butt, and led the way down the hall to our waiting husbands who had sausage and bacon on the griddle and ready to crack eggs to order.

We sat in the kitchen

Team T-shirts

"Ohmigod, look at you." Mark said. I love the outfits.

Phyllis strutted across the room, flouncing the hem of the large Tee Shirt over pretty round cheeks in the blue panties. Mark hugged her and spanked her playfully on the bottom.

"Hey, I'm the one that paid top money to outfit you two, where's my hug?"

She turned and wrapped her arms around David and I smiled as the shirt pulled up to show more of her bottom.

Mark slipped his arms around me and we exchanged a good morning kiss as he ushered me to a chair and started serving breakfast.

The fact that we had not put on bras under the shirts soon became obvious. David couldn't keep his eyes off Phyllis as she bounced and jiggled in time with her exuberant talk.

The breakfast was long and exhilarating. Nothing like friends sitting laughing around a breakfast table and topping off eggs and bacon by dunking doughnuts into hot coffee.

It was a rainy Saturday though. The cold drizzling rain looked like it would settle in for the day. The guys lighted the fireplace and we curled up on the twin leather couches that faced each other in front of the fire. I stretched the shirt as much as I could but my panties still showed when I curled up against David. But it was becoming easier and easier to enjoy the freedom among friends.

Shopping

"This cart has a mind of its own," Phyllis complained with a laugh as the sticking wheel made it veer into a display of orange juice on sale.

We were scampering around the unfamiliar aisles of the small supermarket, looking for interesting things that would be easy to fix dinner on Saturday night.

"Beth, I want to ask you something. You'll tell me the truth if you are bothered by it, won't you?" She dropped a box of pancake flour into the basket. "Pick out a bottle of syrup, will you?"

I reached for the syrup and replied to the first question. "Yes, I think so!"

"Sorry if that sounded all mysterious." she laughed. "The fact is that I, we, I mean really enjoy spending time with you and David. It is so nice feeling so confident that we don't have to play roles or anything. You know?"

I nodded, looking at her expectantly. "Want to take an apple pie along? I asked.

"That was good sexy fun last night, for example. Mark and especially me, really, really like being outgoing about it. I don't want to offend you.. .. "

I assured her that David and I like little sexual fantasies too. I even described a couple of them to make her feel comfortable. "We aren't the swinging types you read about it. No nerve for that, but I guess we all wish .. ... well, you know." I looked off slightly embarrassed by what I was saying.

"Well, I was just going to ask if we go in the hot tub later, If you would be offended if I suggested .. .. no clothes? It's the way most people do it when they are home, and I like being nude anyway. That's the way we would go in if we were alone, .. ... Anyway, I would not suggest it at all if I thought you would be embarrassed or feel forced to agree to it."

I gulped slightly, but recovered. "No, I .. .. I think that would be fine. After all, we are all adults and, what the hell, let's have a little fun!" There, I had got my true feelings out. "Is there someplace I can go to lose five pounds this afternoon?"

"Good. That's out of the way. You have an adorable figure, so no problem there. So, if it happens and it feels right at the time, I won't hesitate to suggest it, all right? Maybe we'll play another sexy game again too."

"OK, do we need bread?"

"Yes, let's have that one."

"Do you think I should ask the boys if they'll be offended?"

We laughed loudly at that. "Not!" I replied.

And so, our friendship headed into unfamiliar ground. I felt my nipples stiffen with the conversation. I was wondering just how I would feel being nude with another couple in the hot tub. It would be a new experience. What was it going to be like nude with both of my lovers in the same room? And with Mark's sensuous wife as well?

We flirted with the carry out boy after he asked if we had won the Ralph's Hangout shirts last night. "No, we paid for them, you mean we could have won them?" He just laughed.

"Wait till we tell David that!"

Phyllis swung into the car and muttered. "I would have thought we should have WON the 'naughty' prize, don't you? Christ, what do you have to do to get one free?"

Mark and David were both asleep by the fireplace when we came in.

"Aha, been making plans of how you'll entertain us the rest of the day?" I called out.

"Right. Right." David said sleepily. "I suggested poker. Thought you weren't interested."

"Get the cards!" Phyllis said. "But we'll play for who cooks and does dishes. Mark, find the chips there in the cupboard, I think."

We began playing seriously and loudly. The idea was that whoever ended up with the fewest chips was the cook, second lowest washed up afterwards.

Panties For Security

The play was loud and aggressive. We laughed and told our best anecdotes of things past and present. A very pleasant afternoon as the rain persisted, streaking the large windows looking out over the winding river.

"I have the winning hand but I don't have enough chips. Lend me some, will you David? I know my mean bastard of a husband won't do it!"

"No way!" they both said. Phyllis wheedled.

"No way, you'd have to give me your panties as security anyway."

I could see the color rise in her cheeks as she thought that over. She looked at her cards again. A mischievous look came over her face as she blushed flame red.

"Would you have to take them off, or would I take them off myself."

"Aha! Bargaining." Mark guffawed with a good natured smile.

David looked at Phyllis covering his surprise with a joke - his natural response to being caught off guard.

"Which? .. .. I wonder, which you will accept ... hmmmmm. I think I would have to do it myself if you need a whole stack."

Slowly, Phyllis unwound the leg she had been sitting on. "Is he allowed to do that, Beth."

"He's old enough to be out by himself now, Phyllis. I can't control him."

We watched to see if she was really going to do it. She looked once around the table. "Well, I certainly don't deserve to do dishes tonight." She stood up and stood before David.

" Two stacks!"

David grinned and pushed two stacks toward her. I could see how he was enjoying this. I couldn't blame him, of course.

"Lucky you wore a skirt!" I said. Mark watched me out of the corner of his eyes, a wondering smile crossing his face.

David made a bit of a scene of preparing himself rubbing his hands like someone preparing to sit down at a piano. He looked up at Phyllis and placed his hands at the hem of her skirt. She was flushed, but smiling, tightly.

Slowly, David slipped his hands under her skirt and we watched as he progressed higher and higher. His hands were half-way up her thighs and he paused and took a deep, sighing breath.

"Are you all ready for this?"

"Why are you asking them? What about me, shylock? No tickling. I'm terribly ticklish, David, dear."

He continued until his hands were visible lumps over her hips under the skirt. Slowly, taking pleasure in it, he slowly drew the blue panties over her hips and down her legs. Phyllis put her hand on his head as she stepped brazenly out of her panties.

"Don't forget, I'll be buying those back after this hand!" she said.

David turned nonchalantly back to the table and placed the panties under his several stacks of chips.

"Right! Pot's right. Who wants cards." he said, bringing a laugh from all of us.

Phyllis did win the hand and was back in the chips. She didn't mention buying the panties back yet though. We continued the game with even more laughter as the sexiness of the panties on the table seemed to heighten the tension and made everything just a little funnier. There was speculation on how and who would lose their underwear next and prices were discussed.

"I don't want to be insulting, David, but you would have to pay me to take your undies off!" Mark said firmly.

"David, you really must stop fondling those panties, just make your bets and get on with it, You'll drive yourself into a state! " I chided.

"Phyl, when you do buy these back, will I get to put them back on?" David wanted to know.

"Mark, we bought some oranges. Don't you want to make your specialty? A nice drink sounds good right now. He makes something like an 'Old Fashioned with fresh squeezed orange juice. Sound OK to everyone?"

The drinks hit the spot and we began loosening up still more as one drink led to another. We were a happy group by the end of the afternoon.

The losers were Mark and me, so in the end we went off to fix dinner and clean up afterwards while the golf partners sat on the porch and called for more drinks.

"Did she put her panties back on?" he asked, smiling at me.

"I think so, I said, craning to see if they were gone from the table.

Exchange Fantasies

With the dishwasher filled and the kitchen straightened up, Mark and I stoked the fireplace into a roaring blaze and David and Phyllis came in from the porch.

"Come sit with me, David," Phyllis took his hand and the two of them sat on one of the couches. She looped his arm over her shoulder and then held onto his hand as she curled her legs up under her and leaning against him. "You two over there!" she directed.

Mark shrugged and smiled at me. I sat close to him and mirrored Phyllis' position, pulling his arm around me and snuggling up against him. "Like so, Madame party director? You have the nicest ideas by the way," I said.

"You like?" she said, smiling broadly. "I think it is cozy here by the fire. "Turn down the light, though, David, It's too bright," I said.

"This is wonderful, guys! I love you all for being here." Phyllis said, raising her glass.

We toasted, clinking the large wine glasses, each couch-couple sharing a chaste little kiss and sipped for a quiet moment. The wind outside, the crackling fire and the beams of the log cabin creaking provided intimate background. We stared into the fire for just a minute or so, each with his own thoughts.

"What I propose is, .. .. .." Phyllis began, "that we .. .. share .."

We laughed nervously when she stopped and looked back into the fire, apparently gathering her courage.

"Wondering how I'm going to finish that, eh?" she laughed. "Actually, I thought it would be fun and continue the sensual feeling of the evening if we .. .. ... .."

"Come on, Phyllis, out with it, .. .. the suspense is killing us." I said. "You've done perfectly so far this weekend, so we trust you!"

"Well, how about sharing fantasies? Sexual fantasies, I mean, but others if you like .. .."

David - past lovers fantasy

Everyone chuckled self consciously for a moment, then David spoke. "Might be a problem. I have never once got Beth to tell me hers."

"He's right, I can never tell him one. But, I can tell you his!? I laughed. They all laughed and it seemed to break the log-jam.

"OK, let's hear it?"

I looked at David for permission. "I can't unless its OK .. .." He nodded, shaking his head and looking slightly bashful.

"Well, David goes back to the same one frequently. I guess its his favorite."

"Ah, then he has lots of them?" she laughed.

"I better tell this myself!" David said.

"I admit it. I find it very sexy to have Beth tell me about her high school boyfriend when we are doing it. It makes me very excited! And makes our sex even better. So, I don't see any harm."

"I don't either, but there is really not that much to tell. So, I feel I'm dull and letting him down." We laughed and Mark hugged me affectionately. His body felt comfortable against me.

"So, who is this big boyfriend and what do you tell about him?"

"When I was a freshman, I had a crush on the big football hero two years ahead of me. He had a flashy car and David has the idea that our dates in the fancy car must have steamed the windows. I have to make up things to whisper in his ear, because I didn't really have sex with him. Though it is true we necked like teenagers!"

David grinned sheepishly and I smiled at him and then added: "He did have a big one though!" That brought a big laugh.

"You see?" David shrieked.

"What about you Phyllis, you brought it up." In spite of myself, the coziness of sitting next to Mark, the fire, the wine, and thinking of sex fantasies had me moist again.

Phyllis - I want to watch

"I .. .. now don't laugh, but I have this nagging desire to 'watch and be watched' .. .. you know, watched in the act!" Her face was flushed and she cringed closer to David, tugging his arm around her.

"Yes, but I don't think she would ever be up to actually doing it, do you?" Mark asked me.

I thought about it, but said nothing for a minute. "I'm not sure. You do come up with some wild thoughts about sex sometimes."

"You mean, you would? I'm shocked!" David laughed.

"Well, .. .. you'd have to tell me more," I giggled, "not on a stage or anything like that!"

"Wow, you have depths I haven't even dreamed for!" David guffawed.

"We were doing it in the park once when we were younger, .. .. and someone came by, .. .. he was nice looking, and he started to dart away, .. .. but I just looked him in the eye and he stayed where he was, .. .. and just watched us."

"Really? Were you, .. .. well, were you completely naked?" I asked.

She nodded.

"And you think he could see, .. .. ?"

"Yes, he was on a path above us and I looked at him while Mark was kissing my breasts. He was on a bicycle and he put his hand down there and rubbed it. I was startled and Mark started to get up, but I told him to .. .. told him to .. .. continue. I smiled at him, and he took it out and stroked it while we did it. Just like you read in the dirty books, you know?"

"And .. . .?"

"That's all, it was exciting though. And I can't help thinking, .. .."

"Yes, thinking what, .. exactly?" Mark asked.

"Well, .. .. what it would be like doing it with someone else there, .. I'm not sure. I mean, it might be .. .. with someone you liked, .. you know." Her face was beet red. Now, don't take this wrong, but, .. .. just look how nice this is, just this that we are doing. Enjoying being close with each other. At least I have found this weekend to be .. .. well, ... just wonderful, .. .. and .. yes, sexually exciting!" she said it triumphantly, as if glad to get it out. "Anyway, that's mine!"

The guys whooped and hollered a bit, saying she would never be able to do it.

"Phyllis, I can agree what you are saying. I can imagine that it might be thrilling. Our door swung open in the middle of the night while we were, .. .. you know, and, .. .. that thought occurred to me. I mean I thought 'should I make him get up and close it? My god, they'll hear!' I thought about you being in the hall and looking in. .. .. not that I thought you were, but, you know! AND, .. .. .. .. it did excite me!" I said.

"You didn't tell me that!" David protested.

"You could not have been any more excited! Phyllis had looked so sexy all night you were a wild man anyway!" I laughed. "You were already banging my head against the wall!"

Mark?s Fantasy

"I think Mark's fantasy is Beth!" Phyllis said.

"Phyllis!" Mark said sharply, "Come on!"

"It's OK. How could she not be? You've known each other for, what, fifteen years? She's gorgeous! She's smart! You have worked together and both love politicians! It would be really strange if you didn't have a fantasy or two about her. Right? Look, I have fantasies about David, and he's only been my golf partner for a couple years."

"Hey, let's hear more about that!" David said, pulling her closer and leering.

Well, I admit it. You're my bud! you know I can't resist those tight little butt muscles when you are putting," she laughed.

"Anyway, it just stands to reason. So, come on Mark, let's hear about it."

I laughed. "Oh, Phyllis, you can't be serious!" I said.

"Come on, Mark, come on. You have to tell us one. At least one." she wheedled, grinning evilly across at us.

"Actually, I can think of one. Only one, though. Election night of the first election we won!"

Phyllis leaned forward expectantly.

"Beth wore a short dress with a low neckline. She had been working hard all day and at one point she flopped down in a low chair and I briefly saw a flash of very bright flowered panties."

We all started laughing uncontrollably.

"And later at the party, we were all so delighted and having fun, that everything was a blur. Except that she leaned over the table with a big smile for a congratulatory kiss and I noticed that her bra was the same flowery pattern. And her breasts were BEAUTIFUL!"

"And, where is the fantasy?" Phyllis wanted to know.

"When I got home, you were in your favorite position. We were having celebration sex."

"You rat! You were boinking me and thinking of Beth!" Phyllis laughed sardonically.

"Just for a moment. I thought about the two sightings. You were wonderful. I thought about Beth's breasts while I was squeezing yours and thought of her panties stretched across that cute little ass. It was glorious!" Mark laughed and squeezed me tightly.

I shuddered with a twinge of pleasure and I knew I was blushing terribly.

'Should I apologize, Phyllis?" I asked.

"No you're fine, sweetie, but wait ?til I get that heel alone." she laughed.

Beth - Two lovers at once in the white house

"But we are down to your confession now. Everyone else has owned up, now what is your fantasy, Beth," Phyllis insisted.

"Oh, I hate this. I don't think I have any, not really."

They all groaned and insisted.

"Maybe a threesome in the Lincoln Bedroom or the Oval Office?" I finally said.

"More about the threesome?" David said quickly, bringing a laugh from the other three.

'Mmmmm, I'd like to hear more about that, too." Phyllis chimed in. "More, more!"

"Oh, I'm being silly. But, I guess I have imagined what it might be like. You know when someone, ... .. like my husband, for instance, .. ... mentions it. I have thought briefly about what that would be like. And, .. .. .. I don't know. It might be interesting. Anyway if I have to pick one, I guess that would be one I'd like to consider . ... under the right, .. .. uh, .. circumstances, .. uh, .. uh, or persons."

"Men or women."

"Haven't decided. Considering both possibilities." I said, blushing to the roots of my being.

"Yes, I have thought of that one too, Beth. I adore you for saying it."

"And you've never mentioned it?" David said, in a disappointed tone.

Hot Tub

"I turned on the Sauna. Who's for a sauna and hot tub before bed?" Mark asked.

"Sounds good to me," David replied and we agreed.

"We normally don't wear anything, .. .. are you OK with that, or, we can wear suits?"

"I'm OK with it, and I don't think David will object!" I said. David just smiled.

"I can go along with that." he said.

The men were into the sauna and we could hear their laughter as we entered the hot tub room with white towels wrapped around and tucked in like a sarong.

"Can we come in?" Phyllis called out, swinging the heavy wooden door open.

I took a deep breath and stepped in after her. There were two benches and the guys were on the top level. They moved over to make room and David offered his hand and pulled me up.

Phyllis traded seats with me and put me next to Mark while she sat next to David. The room was not large and our thighs were pressed snuggly together. Phyllis put one hand on my thigh and one on David's, and so I did the same, one hand on Mark's thigh and one on hers. I squeezed her thigh with affection. Mark's hairy thigh felt wonderfully sexy and masculine under my hand, and I smoothed it back and forth a little.

The steam rolled up and felt good after the rainy day. We were all enjoying this stolen bit of intimacy. I was sure that none of us had the nerve to go much farther than this. So, I leaned back gratefully and enjoyed the intimacy and the warmth of the steam. I could soon feel drops of perspiration rolling down between my breasts and running down to be lost in the little forest of hair between my legs.

Phyllis offered to give me a back rub and I moved to the bottom bench and she began the most luxurious back rub I had ever felt. She pulled the towel off me and laid it across my buns. The guys grumbled, making me smile into my arm. She sat on my tush as she rubbed up and down my spine until I nearly fell asleep under her. She brought me back to the real world with a slap on my bottom.

"My turn!" she said.

We changed position after I fastened the towel around me and then sat astride her tight little bottom. I massaged while she moaned in pleasure under me. David reached for me and tugged at my towel. I let him pull it off without too much protest and sat astride my friend's bottom with my boobs swaying for all to see. My first time nude in front of more that one person. It was strangely exhilarating.

We had soon had all the steam we could stand and I led the way out of the sauna and submerged down the steps at the end of the tiled hot tub. Phyllis and I sat together on one side of the tub across from the guys. The bubbles obscured our bodies until the timers shut off the blower and then their penises began to show their excitement. Both of them were quickly showing hard, jutting cocks and trying to be nonchalant about it. Phyllis put her foot between Mark's legs and I watched as she nudged his balls gently.

I did the same to David, and smiled across at him as he put his foot between my legs and pressed against my pussy. My nipples jutted out under the water, clearly visible now. I looked at Phyllis and smiled at the taut cones of her nipples.

"You have such pretty breasts, Phyllis." I said.

"Yeah." David said in a tight voice, then laughed nervously.

"Thanks, but look how pretty you are!" she returned the compliment.

"Yeah!" Mark said and everyone laughed at the mirror image comments from the guys.

Mark's cock looked inviting jutting straight above her toes, and I stared at it as secretly as I could.

"I've never seen one uncircumcised!" she said, staring at the purple tip of David's cock peeking from his foreskin. I manipulated my toes and exposed more and her eyes widened. "Oh, .. .. that's so, .. .. sexy, so nice. Can I see .. "

Uncomfortable with the attention, David groaned and then reached down and stroked his foreskin down over the bulbous head.

Phyllis leaned back against the wall and moaned. "Oh, my!" she murmured, "that is so sexy. Wow!"

A kiss for my golf partner

The lights were all off in the house as we emerged warm and sensual from the warm room of the hot tub and sauna. We were all in towel robes. The only light after turning off the lights in the tub room was from the stove light in the kitchen far down the hallway. We stood in the hallway saying goodnight.

"It's been a great day!" Mark said. "'Goodnight everyone."

"I have to have a good night kiss from my golf partner," Phyllis said quietly and pulled David toward her..

We watched as they pressed their bodies together and enjoyed a long kiss, and then Mark pulled me into his arms. I could feel his cock hard against my thigh and slipped my leg between his so that it nestled against my pussy mound. His tongue slipped into my mouth and then withdrew. My tongue followed the tip of his and slipped into his mouth where he sucked on it longingly. We stood for a long minute like that, the moisture building between my legs and every nerve ending seaming to tingle.

As we parted, Phyllis turned to me and we too, kissed, though not as deeply. Good night, Beth. Sleep tight, .. .. or not!" she giggled, then pressed her lips to mine and stuck the tip of her tongue out. I responded with the same and giggled at our daring. The guys stepped into the rooms on opposite sides of the hall and I started to close the door. Something stopped me, though, and I glanced across the hall to see Phyllis looking at me too. In the dim light I saw her stop and push the door back all the way open and walk away. I left ours open too, and pulled the covers back.

I slipped into David's arms, nude and tingling against his hairy body and reached immediately for his cock. His hands were on my breasts and his tongue slipped into my mouth with a very hard, eager kiss.

"Gosh, that was .. ... mmmmmmm, sexy!" he whispered. "You looked so beautiful I wanted to eat you in the hot tub!"

"Mmmmmm, me too!"

"I loved showing her your cock, too. Did that bother you?"

"At first. But, no, it was good! I loved it too. You devil."

We giggled too loudly and I'm sure it was the first of our love noises that Phyllis and Mark heard.

I pulled him over on top and opened my legs for him.

David's dick found me, and slipped easily into my very moist vagina.

I could hear Phyllis begin a series of moaning, sighing, lusting love notes from the other room.

David stopped with his cock buried deep inside me and his mound pressed against mine.

"Let's pretend?" he said.

"What?" I whispered, not understanding exactly what he meant.

Pretend that I'm Mark and I'll pretend you are Phyllis."

It was quiet. I said nothing. Not sure that was a good idea.

"OK? It'll be fun." he said in my ear.

I nodded slowly. "OK, If you like," still not sure.

"Mmmmm," he murmured.

"I'd like my golf partner to eat me!" I tried to say it the way Phyllis would.

He giggled against my neck and slid down my body kissing as he went. "Oh, Phyl, I love these titties!" he said, nibbling both nipples and then moving lower.

I put my knees up and watched as he buried his face between my legs. I felt his nose rest in the hair of my mound and then the broad roughness of his tongue slid into my slick moist slit. I moaned as he sucked my clitoris into his mouth. Slowly, he moved his head back and forth, holding me between his suckling lips as tingling waves of pleasure flooded over me.

From the other room I heard Phyllis moan loudly. "Oh, darling, .. .. yes! Ohhhhh god yes!" she said urgently. I could almost see her pulling her lover's head into her wet pussy just as I pulled David into mine.

My moaning was also loud as I felt his tongue slip into my vagina and circle around the taut entrance. I almost wished for Phyllis to get up the nerve to come in and have her fantasy completed by watching us or joining us. I had never felt more sensual in my life.

"Turn me over, Mark." I asked, continuing the fantasy.

David let my clitoris slip from his lips and planted one more wet kiss. And then, holding my legs wide apart, turned his head slowly from side to side and licked his way down my slit. He paused at my vagina and then continued until his tongue was on my anus. He moistened me, kissed me, inserted his tongue and left it there for a long minute.

I gasped my pleasure.

" .. .. darling!"

His hands slipped along my sides and grasped my breasts while he played with my anus with his tongue. It was sensual and a heavenly pleasure.

Then a little more urgently, he pulled away and rolled me onto my stomach. I pushed my bottom up for him.

David began again with his tongue on my anus.

"Ohhhh. .. .. oh .. Mark, .. ..oh!" I moaned his name again and again. as he continued touching and tasting me, his hands between my legs supporting my pendulous breasts and squeezing my nipples.

His tongue traced my wetness once again and I felt him lift my ass a little higher as I spread my knees a little more, wanting to feel him inside me so urgently that my entire body shuddered.

"Oh, god, Phyl, .. .. your tits, your darling titties!" he groaned. His hands squeezed them urgently as I waited in my sacrificial position for him to enter me doggy style. My pussy was simply dripping wet with anticipation of his big cock. A shiver ran through my body as my husband pretended to be fucking Phyllis.

"Hurry, darling!"

Reluctantly he left my breasts with one last pinch on each nipple, making me shiver.

"Oh!"

And then he was behind me, ready to enter my presented pussy. I crouched a little lower and reach between my legs. His cock was waiting for me, lean and hard. I fondled his balls gently, enjoying the weight of them, their heavy urgency warm in my hands.

"Ohmigod, honey!.. " I heard him whisper hoarsely.

We heard a slap from the other bedroom. Another. Another. I imagined Phyllis's bottom with the red imprint of her lover's hand stinging with happy sexual pleasure as she waited for him to fuck her. Then her gasp. Perhaps he had entered her! My heart was racing with excitement.

David smacked my rump, answering their love play with our own. Every nerve between my legs answered with a zinging sensation that raced to my clitoris and up my tummy. Again he stung my ass with his hand. Again, this time slapping flat across the soft tissue of my pussy as I pouted it our between my thighs for him. He slapped my pussy lips again, not too hard, just enough to add to my sexual eagerness for his cock. I knew that I was wantonly pushing it back for him, asking for it. He gave me another slap this time a little harder.

I screamed with passionate tension, into the night.

"Yessssssss!"

I grasped his cock and yanked him to my entrance, waited for him to lance inside me. His cock head pressed my wet hole, paused, then plunged deep.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

"Ohmigod, it's so hot!" he whispered. "You're cunt is like an inferno, darling! It's searing my cock."

Suddenly, he was fucking in and out of my like an Olympic athlete. His dangling balls slapped low on my ass. His firm mound slammed into my buttocks, making loud slapping sounds into the night. I could hear the bed creaking loudly and then the bed frame banging against the wall as he shoved it into me.

"More! Harder! More!" I heard my self saying in time with David's thrusting cock He rode me into orgasm after orgasm sent rippling up my body to my tender breasts. His hands clasped my hips and dragged me back onto his thrusting, bursting cock! Again and again he slammed into me. And then the flood. The flood of his cum began rushing from his cock into my body.

"Yes, darling, fill me! Fill me. That's it, do it, baby! Do it. Fuck me!" His cum filled me. His cock swirled it inside me and then I felt it dribble hotly down my thigh as his cock slowly relaxed and he pushed me forward onto my pillow and lay exhausted on top of me, spasming against the soft roundness of my bottom under his dick.

I lifted myself so his hands could slip under and fondle my breasts. David fell asleep almost immediately and I nudged him off me.

Quietly, I slipped out of bed and put on my robe. I tiptoed down the hallway to one of the bathroom to wash away the stickiness. The warm washcloth felt wonderfully soothing on the puffy, red lips of my pussy. I dried off and stood looking into the mirror and rubbed my nipples a moment, rubbing away the tenderness with very gently strokes.

When I came out, Phyllis was in the hallway too.

"It's me!" she whispered, giggling.

"Oh." I reached out for her in the dark and we joined hands.

"I think we excited them!" she whispered.

"Mmmmm!" I agreed.

"I loved hearing you."

"Me too, Phyllis. It was exciting."

She came close and whispered in my ear. "Also, .. .. .. I .. .. I imagined .. .. David .. .. ... fucking you!" She kissed me on the cheek and we hugged for a moment.

We were giggling silently against each other.

"What position?"

"Doggy!" she said immediately.

I nodded my head against hers.

"His buns were tight!" A quick loud laugh got away from me and I could feel her shaking with silent laughter.

We walked back to our rooms, then parted by squeezing each others hands.

"'Night!" she said.

I sat on the bed listening to David snore and shaking my head in wonder about the conversation I had just had. The whole weekend had been quite a new experience. I was enjoying it, enjoying every free, wild, relaxing moment.

I lay back in bed and closed my eyes, my hand tracing over the thatch of hair on my mound. Try as I might, I could not hold back the image of Phyllis with Mark between her legs thrusting into her pretty blond pussy. I spread my legs and let my mind go back to Mark lying between my legs, his cock glistening with my pussy. I fell asleep with that happy thought and a contented smile..

Talking it over

The sun finally came out on Sunday morning, and the family room was flooded with cheerful sunbeams. Mark had a cup of coffee on the front porch and was looking off down river into the sun.

I poured a cup of coffee and joined him.

"Good morning!" I said quietly, my voice slightly husky with sleep.

"How about this morning? Good morning, Beth. You look lovely, as usual.

"Flirt!" I said. But thank you. I offered a good morning kiss and he smiled into my eyes first, then slowly brought his lips to mine. It was a soft little kiss, but I felt a tingle between my legs.

The chairs were still damp and so we leaned against the railing and enjoyed our coffee, silently enjoying nature.

"Are you OK?"

I thought a moment or two. "Yes. I'm fine. It has been a lovely weekend, Mark. Are you OK with .. .. all this?"

I saw him gulp and then nod his head slowly. Then He turned and looked into my eyes with a slow smile. "Yes."