Couple's Commercial Role-Play Fantasy - Part 2

 

The next morning, you get up, make coffee, clean up, and get dressed for work. You let your wife lie in bed for a bit. She took time off this week so she can take care of the kids. After packing lunch and taking a sip of coffee, you check on her. Softly, you kiss her lips. She lets out a sleepy moan. “Good morning, my sleepy head. Coffee’s ready in the kitchen, and I’m leaving for work.”

She opens her eyes, glances at the clock face on the nightstand, rolls onto her side, and pulls up the blanket. “I can sleep for a couple more hours,” she mumbles.

“I’ll see you later.” You whisper into her ear and then gently kiss it.

“Uh-huh.” She says in a sleepy tone. “Go to work, be safe. See you when you get home.”

You get up, grab what you need, and then head off to work.

The office has that weird, ‘empty but hectic’ feel. There isn’t really a lot going on, but with so many people taking time off, if there is something to do, there really aren’t a lot of people to get it done, so you feel like there are so many orders to check, so many emails to respond to, and so many things that, during a normal week, others would do.

A couple of times, you get up from your desk, refill your coffee cup, and just walk around to see who’s really in. One of the ladies up front; one of the senior partners; and a couple of team leaders. But aside from that, most everyone else is gone. You make small chit-chat with the few people you see. The lady at the front desk asks if you’ve got anything special planned for the weekend. You blush at the thought of your wife and you, role-playing tonight. She asks what’s on your mind, and you tell her in rough, vague details that you have the house to yourselves, so you and the wife will have fun. She gives you a knowing nod and then answers the phone. Raising your coffee mug, you motion to her that you’re going back to your desk. She nods as she answers the caller’s questions.

By the end of the workday, you just want to go home. With about 10 minutes left to go, you start closing up and locking things up for the day. You see your boss closing his office. “You’re still here?” he asks. “Didn’t I put out an email telling everyone in the office to leave an hour early?”

You shake your head. “I didn’t see it.”

“Tomorrow, check your ‘spam filter’. If it’s in there, leave early tomorrow.”

“Will do.” Your reply.

Traffic on the drive home isn’t too bad. You pass signs on the local churches advertising “Holy Week Services”.

You and your wife could go to the “Holy Thursday” evening service. If the kids were home, you know that you’d go. But your dad will take them to their church. You smile at the thought of your father telling your kids the importance of foot washing, the specialness of the Last Supper, and the preparations to go to the garden. You slowly shake your head, because you’ve never been as religious as your parents. You attend church, but that’s mostly for the kids.

No, tonight, instead, you want to spend time with your wife.

Walking through the door, you smell pasta and sauce. You put your lunch bag in the kitchen and see your sexy wife wearing an apron to cover her ‘housewife’ shirt and slacks. “That smells good. Should I…”

She turns and tells you, “Go wash up, but don’t change. Don’t go into the bedroom. You have to wait until after dinner.”

Nodding, you do as you’re told, washing up and then sitting at the table. Soon, your wife brings a hot plate of noodles with homemade sauce. “Mmmm, I love it.” You say as you take a forkful.

She smiles as she sits down next to you. “I’m glad. It helped put me into the ‘helpful housewife’ spirit. I even watched some TV while cooking, so as to see if I saw more of those commercials.”

“Did you see what you wanted?” you ask.

She reaches under the table and rests her hand on your crotch. “Oh yes. I even found commercials I have fantasies about, too.” She gives your thigh a loving squeeze, which awakens your ‘trouser snake’.

“Are you trying to get me hard before I finish dinner?” you ask.

She winks and smiles. “Maybe,” she leans closer and whispers, “or maybe I just want to be wet for you because you don’t know what I have on under my outfit.”

Your mind flashes through a variety of options: plain cotton underwear, lacy black or red lingerie, or maybe nothing at all. “Should I guess or…”

She kisses some sauce off your lips. “You have to wait. By the way, you have to clean the kitchen before you get to play.”

Nodding, you kiss her and then finish eating.

After the kitchen is clean, you walk to the bedroom. The door is closed, but when you open it, you see stacks of your folded shirts and pants on the bed, on a couple of chairs, and on top of the hamper lid. Giving the room the basic feel of a clothing department in a “big box” store. Her back is to you as she looks at her closet, as if deciding what items to try on next.

“Wow, you really set things up. Is there anything I need to know?” you ask without getting into character yet.

She walks over, kisses you, and points to the lube and dildos on the nightstand. “I prepared myself, to be filled every way. Just make sure I’m ready, first.” She whispers, “And my safe word is ‘marmalade’.”

You nod and softly repeat “‘Marmalade’. Hopefully you won’t need to use it.”

She then walks back over to the closet and gets back into role.

You smile and try to remember the dialogue of the ‘hapless dad’ from the commercial. Picking up a couple of polo shirts; a grey one and a red one, you hold them against your chest and move like you are comparing them as you look in an imaginary mirror. Frowning, you turn to her. “My wife sent me to get a new shirt. Can you help me?”

As she turns, you notice she is wearing a striped sweater similar to the ‘mom’ character in the commercials. “Of course. Let’s see.” Walking over, she takes both of them from you, holds up one, and then the other. She looks like she is thinking as her eyes narrow, and she bites her lower lip in concentration. “I think the red one looks better.” She holds it against your chest and softly caresses the material. Even through your work shirt, you feel the pressure of her fingers on your skin.

“Should I try it on, so you can, see?” You ask, with the same tone of the male character in the commercial.

She nods and smiles. Pulling off your work shirt, you pull on the polo. You smooth out the front as you feel her fingers smoothing out the back. You move like you are still looking in that imaginary mirror.

“See how good it looks on you. Your wife will love it.”

Turning to her, you smile, just like in the commercials. “Thanks, what would I do without you?” Then you pause, “How can I make it up to you? You’ve been so helpful, you deserve a reward.” You give her a seductive wink and a nod.

She then motions towards the nightstand where she laid out her ‘toys’ of various sizes. “But what about these people that I helped too?” She is still in character.

“If they want to reward you too, how can I say no?” you reply, continuing to role play.

You quickly clear off the bed and have her stand next to it. Slowly, you unbutton her sweater. “Your husband is a lucky man.” You playfully tell her.

As the sweater falls to the floor, she replies, “Yes, he is.”

You kiss her, tasting a little of tonight’s dinner. Reaching into the waistband of her slacks, you pull up her plain white shirt. You are happily surprised that there isn’t a bra underneath. Her nipples look so beautiful and tasty. Those nipples, which a few years ago were suckled by your children, look like they are begging for your mouth. You lean forward and slowly lick around the areola of the left one. “Is that the kind of thing your husband does to you?” You ask.

“Not as often as I need.” She answers, her voice taking on a sensual, husky tone.

“Let me help you then.” You say as you lick and suck it, feeling it get firm in your mouth.

“Mmmm.” She moans softly. As you focus on her breasts, she reaches for a dildo. “Oh, you helped me, too. Is that cock for me?”

Before you can answer, she answers herself in a fake man’s voice. “Yes, little lady, it’s all for you. You’ve been so helpful.” Then she licks and sucks the tip of her toy.

“Do you want to lie down, so we can all pleasure you better?” You ask, trying to make your voice sound suave and different, as you undo her slacks and pull them down. “Oh, does your husband know you wear underwear like that?” you ask in the same fake accent. She’s wearing red crotch-less panties you bought for her a few years ago.

“Oh, no. He doesn’t know I like to wear sexy things like that. Especially when I have a chance to hook up with friendly strangers.”

You get on your knees and kiss the lacy fabric just above her exposed pussy. “So that’s why you’re always so helpful. You’re hoping to hook up with ‘helpless husbands’ and good-looking strangers?”

You hear a sucking noise above you as she takes her toy deep in her mouth. Pulling it out, she responds. “Yes. That’s why I’m always so helpful. Looking for men and maybe a few women who will repay my kindness.”

You imagine seeing your wife with a strange dick in her mouth, a strange woman sucking the nipples you were just sucking, and a third man licking her ass. Your dick hardens at the strange fantasy. She must be imagining something similar because you smell her arousal. Plunging your tongue into her pussy, she moans around the toy in her mouth. She spreads her thighs a bit more to let you thrust your tongue deeper. You feel her hand on your head as she presses herself harder against your mouth.

Gasping, she asks, “Can I get on the bed now, to give you all better access to me?”

You slip your tongue out and look up at her. There’s a string of saliva from her mouth to the dildo she’s holding. She looks so sexy and slutty.

“Yes. Get on the bed. Let’s use you like you want to be used.”

She smiles down at you, wickedly as she steps out of the pants, puddled around her ankles. You stand up. Kiss her, thrusting your tongue into her mouth, and then you reach for two more toys on the nightstand. She laid out a small bottle of lube, a clit sucker, and a textured glass dildo, along with the rubber one she is using. Your wife climbs on the bed and rolls onto her back, rubbing the dildo between her breasts.

You get between her legs, drip some lube on the tip of the clit sucker. She’s rubbing the cock between her breasts, “Yeah, titty-fuck me just like that.”

Slowly, you lick along the inside of her thighs as you lick one and use the tip of the sucker on the other. The mixed sensations on her skin has her look down at you. “Mmmmm. More than one of you on my thighs. Are you going to both lick my pussy?”

“Of course. That’s what you want. All of us thank you.” You reply with a mischievous tone.

She spreads her legs wider as you move the sucker to her clit and put your tongue in her wet, waiting pussy. “Yes, have her suck my clit as I suck this cock.” She says sucking on the dildo again.

You stop licking her pussy and rub her pussy lips with the tip of the glass dildo. “Would you like a real cock in your mouth?”

She pulls the toy from her mouth, “Yes. Let me move first.”

You stand up as she gets on her knees. Watching as she takes the rubber dildo between her legs and lowers herself on it. “Lube up my glass cock.” She says in an almost commanding voice.

You do, then hand it to her. She bends forward and rubs it between her ass cheeks.

“Do you need help with that?” you ask with a smile. She tries to put it into her tight anus. You kiss her softly. “Let me help. I’ll be gentile.” She nods and hands it to you. Dripping more lube along the crack of her ass, you slowly spread it around using the dildo, moving up and down. “Relax and imagine a strange man slowly entering you.” You hear her inhale and squat, the rubber dildo still in her pussy. Placing the glass tip against her puckered hole you gently but firmly push. 

It slides in as she pushes back a bit. “I love it. One in my cunt, one in my ass.” She turns to you, and motions for you to get in front of her. “And now one in my mouth.” She squats down so she can ride both toys at once and leans her head forward.

You’ve rarely seen her so you turned on and depraved. There is a hunger in her eyes as she grabs your hard shaft. Her tongue is so smooth and wet as she licks the tip, then she sucks you firmly, while pressing herself down on the bed, pushing the toys deeper into her. Soon she is rocking back and forth, fucking her mouth with your hard cock. She’s moaning in pleasure as she grinds herself against the bed. In your imagination it’s the actress from the commercials whose sucking you as she takes cocks in her ass and pussy. Placing your hand on her head, you thrust in time with the rhythm she’s created. You’re breathing harder and won’t last long. “Do you want me in your mouth or somewhere else?”

She pulls you from her mouth. “Fuck my ass.”

Moving around and behind, she raises up her ass. The glass dildo slides out. Even though your cock is slick with saliva and pre-cum, you put more lube on it.

Her asshole is waiting for you as you press your tip against it. With just a little pressure it slides in. She feels so warm and tight. So different than her mouth or pussy. She rocks back against you. Moving back and forth she takes your cock as deep as she can. “That’s it. Fuck me. Fuck my ass.” She says with an almost animalistic growl. You feel the vibrations of her using her sucker toy on her clit and the pressure of the fake cock in her cunt. You are so close to cumming. She presses back against you, and you feel her body quiver with pleasure. Her asshole tightens around you as she cums. It feels so good as you hold her hips tightly and fill her ass with your spunk.

“Yes….” She moans.

Then she pulls the dildo from her pussy and you slowly slide your softening dick from her. You both are sweating. She gets up and hugs you. You hold her tightly in your arms. “You must have really enjoyed that.” You say to her, breathing hard.

She nods and kisses you. “More than you know. Join me in a shower?” She asks as she gets off the bed, strips off her crotchless panties which are now stretched out a bit.

“Of course.” You answer as you put dirty clothes in the hamper.

You both walk naked into the bathroom. She grabs a towel and washcloth, leans into you and whispers “Tomorrow night we can do my fantasy, ‘Mr. Insurance guy’.”

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The Photographer's Wife's Fantasy - Part 2

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You move to the bed and sit down. Paul and Eric are standing near you. There are obvious bulges in their robes. “I think we are ready.” Your husband says as he closes his robe and pulls on his mask.

You look at all of them. “I love the mystery of a mask.” You say with a smile.

The men remove their robes and are naked underneath. Paul and Eric are just as hard as you thought. Alan’s shorter cock is hard too. You are so wet seeing all those cocks and knowing that they are for you.

They stand around you… softly kissing your mouth, shoulders, and back.

You relax and get ready for them all. Your nipples are hard and visible over top of your half cup bra.

Closing your eyes, you concentrate on the feeling of your panties and bra being slowly removed. Then the stockings slowly rolled down, and then you are naked except for your mask.

You feel a pair of lips sucking your left nipple….

A tongue licking your pussy lips….

Another pair of lips kissing your mouth.

They have you lie down.

The lips at your mouth are replaced by a hard cock slowly moving across your lips. You open and let it slide in.

You feel how the lips at your breast have moved to the right one…

Loving the attention, you keep your eyes closed, and you feel hands grip under your hips as a tongue more forcefully goes in and out of your pussy.

You feel fingers in your hair as your head is positioned, so that you feel that hard cock going in and out of your mouth.

Your chest is straddled, and you feel someone drip lube between your breasts… and a hard cock sliding between them.

“Yes!” you try to say with the cock in your mouth. You love your breasts and nipples played with.

The tongue in your pussy moves higher up and licks your clit.

You feel fingers pulling your nipples firmly as that hard cock works between your breasts, and you moan around the cock in your mouth.

You feel another cock at your side, as a fourth hard cock is in your left hand.

“I love it. I love this!” you think to yourself.

“Yes baby, stroke me as they use you,” you hear your husband say in an excited tone.

The mouth on your pussy stops and is replaced by a hard cock slowly moving up and down your wet pussy lips.

You pull the hard dick from your mouth, “Treat me like your whore. Use me… Fill every hole.” They have heard you say things like this before. They know it’s a role. You have a safe word to use if it goes beyond what you want. They all know it. You trust them to play their part and give you pleasure, as they take their pleasure from you too.

You feel one thrust into your pussy, as your nipples are pulled, your head is moved harder against the cock that is back in your mouth, and you grip another one in your hand firmly.

You are grunting and moaning in ecstasy as they work harder to fill and pleasure you.

Then you taste pre-cum from the one in your mouth.

Then you feel the one on your chest climb off and place his lubed cock in your right hand.

“Yeah, baby, Jerk and suck.” You hear a voice say.

The one in your pussy pulls out.

“Get her on her knees,” you hear someone say, “Yeah”

They all help roll over and get on all fours. You feel a cock behind you and a different one in your mouth. Fingers reach under you and rub your clit.

“Oh… She is so wet. Look at that sweet asshole open up too.” You hear.

One of them lies down on the bed next to you. “Ride me, and we will all fill you.”

You take the cock from your mouth… “Yes, FUCK ME HARD”, you say forcefully.

Sliding over, you lower your pussy on his waiting cock. It is so wet and hard, and feels so good.

You feel lube being rubbed on your asshole.

A third cock is now at your mouth.

“Let’s make her airtight,” you hear a voice say.

As you lick the tip of the cock at your mouth, you feel a different tip press against your ass, and strong hands grip your ass cheeks. You feel a cock slowly work into you.

The one under you waits a second so he can match the rhythm of the one in your ass.

A hand pulls your hair as you feel that thick cock all the way in your mouth.

Back and forth, in and out. Three of them moving as one, using you.

“I feel so slutty! More, I need more.” You think to yourself as you moan in pleasure.

“This slut love it” you hear a voice grunt.

“Yes, she does,” your husband says.

You feel cum shoot into your mouth.

Then a more familiar cock is now at your lips. With your eyes still closed, you put a mixture of cum and saliva on your husband’s hard on.

The one in your ass and the one in your pussy feel so hard. They won’t last much longer.

“Is this what you wanted?” you hear your husband ask in a low tone as you take his cock deep into your mouth.

The one in your ass pulls out and shoots jets of hot cum all over your round ass. Then the one in your pussy pulls out and shoots up on both your and his bellies.

“Yes!!!!” you think as you suck your husband harder.

You feel whoever was under you, move.

You open your eyes, and Alan, Paul, and Eric are sweating and watching, as it is just you and your husband now.

They pull on their robes and watch as the two of you enjoy each other, using the hand-held and Video 2 to get some good closeups.

“I love being covered in cum and watched.” You say in a low tone.

Your husband gets on the bed and spoons you. As you both lie on your side, he holds you tightly as he fucks you harder and deeper.

You notice the guys moving around videoing it.

Your husband rubs your clit as he fills your pussy.

The feeling of his arm around you and his fingers rubbing your clit push you over the edge, and you cum hard too.

The guys record you as you lie there wet and breathing hard.

“I think we captured enough raw footage for you to make some good videos and sexy photo spreads.” Alan says as he hands the robe to your husband.

He hugs you tightly and kisses you lovingly. “That’s a wrap,” he yells.

You stretch out on the bed for a moment, fully pleased and satisfied. “Yes, it is.”

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The Photographer's Wife's Fantasy - Part 1

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You are married to a professional commercial photographer. He loves taking photos with you in them, as much as you enjoy seeing his work in ads or magazines. One thing you enjoy is when he uses you as a background model.

There are ad campaigns he has shot where the focus is on the professional models in the foreground, but he purposely had you join the background models. Sometimes it is just your back or the top of your head that is visible in a staged crowd scene.

In one photo, he is proud of, where a model holds up a drink for the ad campaign. You are one of the people in the background, face fully visible as you look to be drinking and chatting with a male model.

That is the professional side of his life.

He and you also enjoy when you are his amateur nude model or subject of amateur sex videos. You always wear masks or have your face obscured in these, which you love and find exciting.

Before you got married, you and he were part of the “swinger” scene. You both realized that you enjoyed seeing each other having sex with other people, especially because when you were together afterwards, the sex between you was more enthusiastic.

After you married, you attended less swinger parties and functions. Mostly because he was working to make a name for himself in photography.

When you both attended and participated, you found you loved the feeling of holding each other and knowing that, regardless of who or how many you were with at the party, you chose to be together.

A couple of years ago, both of you decided to post photos and videos on a couple of internet sites and charge for them. You created stage names for each other and agreed to continue wearing masks or hiding faces.

Most of the time, the content you create is just one of you, solo, or you and him together. There have been a couple of times when one or two of your swinger friends agreed to join a photo session. Those were always fun and even more exciting to re-watch.

This morning, as you had breakfast, your husband came in, talking on the cellphone, “So, you are in town? You saw the videos? Yes, they are like some parties. You are all interested? OK. Let me ask?”

He puts his hand over the phone, walks closer to you, kisses you softly. “Good morning, my love. Do you remember when you told me that you had a “gang bang” fantasy?”

You sip your coffee, nodding slowly “Of course, why?”

“Do you remember Alan, Paul, and Eric?” He asks.

Thinking back to some swinger parties. “Yes, I’ve enjoyed each of them. Why?”

“Would you like to set up the gang bang fantasy in our downtown studio? They are all in town for a different job, but have time and want to help us make some content.”

You sip your coffee for a moment. Alan is a short and fat photographer, a gentle lover, and has a good eye. Paul is taller and more muscular, normally the ‘rugged outdoors-man’ type of model, with a cut cock. And Eric, with his darker coloring, is more classically handsome and uncut. That’s why he is paired up with Paul on many campaigns, the contrast between them.

You set down your coffee cup, “All three want to be at the studio, to make content with me?” you ask. “I’ve been with all three, but each time, it was separately.”

He nods. “Yes, and you were content after each time, and horny as all get out with me afterwards. It is your call. If you want to, just say ‘yes’.”

You wanted to film a gang bang scene. You know all three. “Yes. Let’s do it.”

He smiles and kisses you again. “Okay. She wants to do this. Shall we do it early this afternoon? My schedule is clear. Good. We will see you there.” And hangs up his phone.

“What should I wear?” you ask.

“My love. I want you to wear whatever you want. Whatever you feel sexiest wearing. You will be the one directing the scene. Alan and I will be both shooting and participating. Paul and Eric will be the ‘talent’.”

“What will they be wearing?” you ask.

“I was thinking just masks and robes. Or do you want them undressing to be part of it?”

“No.” you say a bit too enthusiastically, thinking of hard cocks under robes. “Just masks and robes will be great.”

“Finish your breakfast. I need to check on a few things before we go.” He says as he leaves the kitchen.

Later, you are looking through your drawers and closet. Black stockings, garters, crotch-less panties, and matching half cup bra are what you pull out and lay on the bed.

Every time you wear them, you feel sexy and nasty. As you pull each item on, you feel their texture on your skin. Knowing that you will feel them removed by other hands, it turns you on a bit.

You look in the mirror. “I look like such a slut.” You think wickedly to yourself. “What dress do I put on over it?” Then you have another wicked idea.

After a few minutes, you see your husband grab his camera bag and a windbreaker. “Honey, why the long coat? It’s a nice day, a little breezy, but not bad.”

You smile at him and open your coat, revealing that you are only wearing lingerie underneath.

He lets out a slow wolf whistle. “I agree and approve. I might just do a whole photo shoot like that when we get there.”

Knowing that you excite him turns you on a bit, and you flash him a sexy smile as you button the coat.

During the drive to the studio, you let the bottom of the coat fall open and your husband rests a hand on your stocking clad knee. “You are so sexy like that.” He comments while driving.

Once you arrive at the studio, you see the guys are already waiting outside. You exchange hugs and kisses with each of the men. “You look great.” “This will be fun.” and “I love working with you.” are the comments quickly exchanged.

Inside the studio space, your husband has a few sets.

Set Number One is for traditional portraiture with a painted background and nice chairs. Set Number Two is a sparse living room set, nice but not too nice. Good for either formal or casual photo shoots. And, in another room, Set Number Three, the bedroom set. It is an iron frame bed, with a set of cotton sheets, a couple of pillows, and a down comforter. It is near the center of the room, so that it can be lit from all angles.

All of you enter the third set. “I thought this would be perfect for what we want to do.” Your husband says, as he starts adjusting the lights, and Alan has to move a few tripods. “Alan, I don’t want any harsh shadows, and let’s make sure we use the defusing screens on each light.” Alan nods as he helps set up and adjust the room.

“What should we do?” Paul asks.

“There are a couple of large trunks in Set 2, can you and Eric get what we need from them? I need four of the simple masquerade masks, and the satin robes.” He says as he starts checking angles and light levels with the light meter.

Standing off to the side, you ask. “How about me? Where should I be?”

“Stand by the bed. Eric, can you bring me the black Venetian lace mask?” he says as he holds the light meter to your face. “Honey, give me the coat. I need to check the light on your skin and lingerie, and sit on the bed.” His hand extended to you.

As you hand him the coat, you hear, “Oh damn.” From behind you, as Alan adjusts one of the screens.

“Alan, that is good for now. Go and change. Tell the guys to put on masks and robes. Nothing else.”

He smiles at both of you and leaves.

A minute later, Eric wears a mask and robe, and hands you a stylish black lace mask. “This is for you, madam.” He says in a formal tone.

“Can I check myself in the mirror for a minute?” you ask as you slide on the mask.

Your husband nods as he places a video camera on one tripod.

There is a large mirror on one wall. You like how the mask almost matches your lingerie. “Damn, it’s almost like I planned it.” You say to yourself.

“Dear, that is because it is black lace. If you wore something different, I would have given you a different mask.” Your husband says as he swings the video camera towards you. “But you are right. It all looks great on you.”

Alan and Paul return wearing masks and robes. Paul holds a robe and mask for your husband. “Here is yours.”

“Thanks.” He says as he pulls off his shirt and slides the robe on.

“Do you want the monitor facing towards the bed or away from it?” Alan asks as he checks the cables connecting one camera to its laptop.

“Have them all face towards the bed, but let’s keep these tables far enough back so they aren’t in the shots. Video 1 will be this one. Full shot of the whole bed. Video 2 will be the left side.”

“Okay, with the wheeled tripod, we can move it as needed.” Alan finished.

Your husband nods as he pulls off his pants and underwear.

“How about the hand-held?” Alan asks.

“Both are charged. We will just record on their internal SD cards. Just use for closeups and detail shots.”

Everything is almost ready.

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The Adventurer - Traveling to the Winter Festival - Part 2

 

After a few minutes, the music and noises of the camp are loud and clear. You yell, “I am coming back into the camp, and I brought guests.”

The music and movement stop for a minute as you step from the deer path into the meadow lit by the cookfires and the elf’s magic sphere. “Master Tanner, we have a group of elves who are also traveling to the Valley for the Festival. They wish…”

The one carrying the orb steps forward, “We wish to get some water at the well, rest for the night, and would enjoy sharing your fires. We have wine and food, which we are willing to share.”

Master Tanner stands up and extends his hand in a sign of peace and friendship. The Elf grips him by the forearm in a manner very familiar to you and they exchange greetings.

The Elves introduce themselves as Aladan, Caranar, Malwen, Tathar, and Kalglin, who is the one with the light orb. They quickly move to the well and refill their water skins.

Aladan, the one who you first encountered on the trail, sits by one of the firepits, opens his pack and pulls out a wineskin and package of travel rations. “Scout, Will you share food and drink with me?” he asks. You recognize immediately his offer as a sign of respect between peers. If you had any alcohol, you would have made a similar offer.

“Of course.” You say as you set your bow, and your sword next to your pack and saddle, then sit down near him. You notice that Kalglin is moving around the edge of the meadow and setting wards. “Is Kalglin a mage?” you ask Aladan.

“Of course.” he responds as he fills a small copper kettle from his waterskin and sets it over the fire. 

“Why is he setting wards for the night? Isn’t it better to just post guards?” you ask as you keep watching him.

“Have you worked with mages before, Milady Scout?”

“Not in a group this small. Only battlemages when I was in the Queen’s Army.”

He takes the kettle from the fire and pours some hot water into small wooden bowl and adds a dried fruit cake. The smell from the bowl is like sweet oatmeal with fruit. He stirs it with a wooden spoon. “Have you had elvish travel rations?”

You shake your head, “No, but I accept what you offer in the spirit in which it is given.” Remembering to use the universal code phrases that scouts and soldiers use when encountering other races. Upon hearing your response, he smiles and hands you the bowl,

“As a fellow traveler, I offer you food and drink that you may rest and be at peace.”

You take the bowl “May I borrow your spoon? Mine is packed up in my kit.” He nods and smiles again.

“Milady Scout, how long were you with the Queen’s Guards? Were you part of the Diplomatic Corps?” You take his spoon, shaking your head.

At that moment you hear Kalglin claps his hands over his head, and a glowing dome covers the entire meadow. “Master Tanner, all in the meadow are now protected for the night. Nothing can enter nor exit without our consent.” He announces.

All of the elves cheer and visibly relax. You notice that Caranar and Malwen kiss and strip off their leather armor. Tathar is offering elvish wine to Master Tanner, and apparently asking what kind of leather goods he sells.

You take a spoonful of the elvish rations. It tastes like freshly made oatmeal with honey and various types of berries. The berries taste fresh, but you know they were dried before he added the water. “Mmmmm that is much better than my travel stew. Dried meat added to whatever root vegetables I brought with me. How is the fruit fresh?”

He smiles and offers his wineskin. “That is all part of Fae preparation. I am but a soldier and not a cook so I really do not know how they are made, only how to prepare and eat them. You said you had not been one of the Queen’s Guards, yet you know the diplomatic phrases? Why is that?” 

You sip the wine. It tastes sweeter than you normally drink but it is good. “I was simply a soldier. But I paid attention and learned whatever I thought would be of use. There are times, when as a sword-for-hire, diplomacy is the preferred answer.” As you hand the wineskin back to him along with the bowl and spoon. He takes a bite of the oatmeal and a sip of wine.

This goes on for a while. The members of the camp enjoying and sharing what they have. A couple of the teamsters had some bottles of whiskey, which they shared in exchange for elvish wine. A couple of merchants even opened their travel trunks and sold a few items to the elves. Mostly leather good and copper or tin utensils.

Soon Tathar starts playing a flute, and one of the teamsters joins with his guitar. Another starts beating rhythm on a hand drum. Music fills the meadow. Caranar and Malwen dance enthusiastically, and have merchants and teamsters join them.

“Would you like to dance, Milady Scout?” Aladan asks as he stands and extends his hand. “I would love to” you say. You feel the music moving through you as you dance.

The tempos of the songs change from joyous reels to something you aren’t familiar with. You see the elves rub their bodies against their dance partners. Malwen grabs a merchant and is sandwiched between him and Caranar. You are a little surprised when she kisses each of them and then Caranar kisses them both. But it all seems to go well with the music. Aladan holds you and slowly caresses your body. Even through your thick leathers, you can feel his hands. You caress him in turn, moving your hands up and down his body in rhythm with the music. The music drops off but the people are still moving. You have an uncontrollable urge to kiss Aladan, so you do, deeply. He holds you tightly. “This feels so good.” You think. He releases you and unties his shirt.

You had always heard that elves had bare chests but you are happily surprised to see that it’s true. You notice that Tathar is stripping off her clothing, as are the two musicians. You lost track of Kalglin, but for the moment you just feel sexual desire building, and you lick Aladan’s pale nipples. “Mmmm” he moans as he continues unlacing his pants. 

“Yes, I want his cod.” You think. “Wait! Why am I so filled with desire? Is there a spell? Did they trick us with the wine?” You stop and hold Aladan still for a moment. “I want you, but this doesn’t feel normal. It is a spell?”

He nods and kisses you deeply. “It is a spell of friendship and desire. It is part of the protection dome, that Kalglin placed. It prevents negative thoughts and feelings and, aided by music and drink, brings out sexual desires. It is how we express our close bonds of friendship. Please accept it for what it is and don’t fight against it.”

He removes his pants and you see his hardening member. It looks strange to not have pubic hair around it, but you have a strong desire to suck it.

You hear some moans from around the meadow. Malwen is sucking her merchant’s hard hairy piece, as Caranar is licking her ass. It looks so sexy and turns you on more.

You take a moment and remove your travel leathers. You get on your knees and notice that the hard brown winter grass is now soft and warm as if in late spring. Grabbing Aladan’s smooth firm shaft you slowly stoke it. The foreskin slides back and forth, exposing a pale pink tip. You lick it. The flavor reminds you of the wine. Not that it tastes like elf wine, but there is a smell and flavor that reminds you of it. You lick around the tip and then slowly lick up and down the shaft. You continue to stroke it as you take it into your mouth. It feels good as he places his hands on your head. As you suck him, your quaynt tingles with anticipation. “Have you ever been ridden by a woman?” you ask.

“What do you mean, Milady Scout?” You smile wickedly at him, stand up and playfully trip him so he is on his back. Grabbing his wrists and holding them firmly against the ground, you slowly lower yourself onto is hard cock. “Oh.” He says “Yes, woman on top, we call it. Yes, please ‘Ride Me’.” Using as much control as you can, you slowly rub your wet nether lips along his pillicock as it lies on his flat stomach. Going back and forth, teasing both him and yourself. You feel such sexual drive and desire growing in you.

Releasing one hand, you position yourself and feed his tip inside of you. Slowly moving down and up, you take him deeper into your wet cunt. Once he is fully in, you ride him in the same back and forth motion you used in the saddle earlier today. You rock back and forth harder and faster. “Oh yes, Milady. Ride me. Your wet quim feels so good on me.” He says as he reaches up and firmly pulls your nipples. That additional feeling is what you needed. You feel your orgasm building within you. “Oh Yes” you hear him say under you. Clamping your thighs tightly around him your cunt pulses around his hard shaft. You just realized that you are sweating a bit as you get off of him. His wet hard cock glistens in the firelight against his pale skin.

He hasn’t released his seed yet and you want to see and taste it. You grab him firmly and stroke it, one hand on the shaft as the other massages his hairless balls. After a few minutes of vigorously stroking, it feels even more slick with his juices and even harder. It spurts into the air and you lick the tip tasting his issue. It tastes similar to when you first sucked him, just sharper and more pronounced. You suck it firmly and he moans in pleasure.

You release him and he sits up. “My turn.” He says as he pushes you back and spreads your legs. His tongue licks up and down your quaynt still oozing your juices. He licks slowly at first, as if tasting you, and then hungrily devours you. His smooth, slick tongue moves faster than you imagine, and then he sucks you. You grab his head and hump his mouth in pleasure as you climax again. He licks your juices from your wet open cunt. As you release his head, you see his mouth glistening with your wetness. He kisses you and you taste yourself on his mouth, as he tastes himself on you.

The spell seems to have reached its crescendo, as you watch others finishing also. You get up, still naked and draw some water from the well. The area under the magic dome seems warmer than it was earlier. You look up and see smoke pass through the dome, but apparently heat is trapped and keeping everyone warm on this cold winter night.

The well water is still icy cold as you splash some on you and then pull a towel from your pack, to wipe and dry yourself. Aladan also goes to the well, carrying a wash rag, towel, and a small cake of soap. He quickly washes with the cold water. As you get dressed, you watch his thin but muscular body as he dries himself.

“That was enjoyable. How much of that was magic and how much was real?” you ask.

“It was all real. All the spell did was to help everyone relax and act on their desires. The energy raised by the music, dancing, and sex, strengthened the dome, and ensured that everyone will be safe all night. Speaking of which, I think we should get some sleep.” He pulls a small rolled blanket from his pack, unrolls it, and lies down.

You yawn, unroll your bedroll, use your saddle as a pillow, and close your eyes.

When you open them again, the elves are sitting in a circle having breakfast with a couple of the teamsters. You smell some bacon frying and get up.

Joining the others, you ask if you can have some bacon too, and then you check your horse and prepare to travel. Some of the others are still asleep, but others are readying the animals, and hitching up the wagons.

Kalglin stands near the well and speaks loudly, “My new friends and fellow travelers, as soon as the campfires are out, and everyone is ready, I will release the dome. You might have noticed that the air in here is warmer than what is outside of the dome. I only warn you, so you aren’t shocked by the rush of cold air.” He lights a long-stemmed pipe and quietly smokes, wearing his pack and leaning against the well.

When everyone is ready, he tamps out and empties his pipe, and puts it away in a pocket on his pack. He straightens up, mutters some words, and claps his hands over his head. The transparent dome glows brightly and then disappears. A cold wind blow from the forest road.

You quickly ride down the road to check to ensure that it is clear. When you return, the caravan is lined up and ready to go, with the elves spread out, in among the wagons. Aladan, near the front, Kalglin by Master Tanner, and the others spread out with Tathar taking up the rear.

You pleasantly chat while keeping watch. It is much easier guarding the caravan with the help of the elves. The rest of the trip is uneventful, aside from learning, during a rest and water break, that Caranar and Malwen would like to have you join them in celebration during the festival. “Milady Scout,” he says, “If you are amenable to sharing sexual pleasure with both myself and my mate, we would enjoy sharing ourselves with you, and try to “have you ride” each of us. Watching you and Aladan was very erotic, and gave us enjoyment as we shared ourselves with the merchant.”

You smile at the thought of exciting them as they watched you, because you were turned on watching them too, when you weren’t focused on Aladan. 

“I accept what you offer in the spirit for which it is given.” You say and they smile broadly, kiss quickly and then prepare to continue on to the Valley.

When the caravan arrives at the valley, Master Tanner, hands you a bag of coins. “Mistress Swordlady, thank you for the good luck you have brought us. We added a bonus to your pay. The teamsters and merchant all agreed that this journey was pleasant and even profitable. I hope you enjoy your time at the Festival.”

Taking the bag and placing it into a larger pouch, you look over his shoulder at the Elves, who look as happy as the merchants to be here. “Thank you, Master Tanner, I have a feeling I will enjoy my time here.”

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Reopening the Pool - Part 2

 

You all climb out of the pool. The night air is cold on your wet skin.

Everyone’s nipples are hard including yours.

Kendra grabs a towel and dries off. “So I stand here and call the winner?” she asks.

“Yes, and disqualifies anyone for cheating. We can dive in at the beginning and our heads can be under the water at first, but once we break the surface we have to keep our heads up. Also the first swimmer has to touch the edge of the pool before the second swimmer can dive in. You have to see the touch.” You explain.

“I think I have it.” She says wrapping her towel around her shapely waist and putting her robe on.

Charlie and Jack go first, which means you will swim against Jay. You and he normally are pretty well matched, but he looks like he is in better shape than you.

Kendra says, “On your mark, get read, and go.”

As she says “go”, Charlie and Jack dive in. You are a little surprised at Jack’s dive. A good shallow racing dive. Both break the surface similarly. You watch their heads bob up and down as they move through the water. Jack gets to the far edge a bit faster than Charlie, but Charlie does a kick turn, which pushes him ahead. You move to the edge of the pool and ready yourself in a racing stance. Once Charlie touches the edge you dive over him. You kick as hard as you can underwater, holding your breath, and keeping your arms in front of you. Then you break the surface and gulp fresh air. You move your arms around and under you.

Stroke, Stroke, stroke, breathe, stroke, stroke, stroke, breathe.

You get close to the far edge and tuck for the kick turn. You push off and kick hard again. Breaking the surface you try to focus on your form and breathing. Jay is next to you and going faster. You try to swim faster, but he is still in the lead.

You touch the edge, but Jay was there first. You both grip the edge and dunk your heads in the water. You are breathing harder than him. “You’re getting flabby my dear. It is a good thing you have this pool to work out in.” Jay says with a smile.

“The winners are Jack and Jay.” Kendra says as she applauds.

“And Johnny, tell them what they’ve won.” Charlie says in his worst Don Pardo voice.

Kendra shivers for a moment. “I think we either need to all get back into the water or move to the hot tub.”

“Hot tub!” Jay, Charlie, and Jack all raise their hands and smile.

As you climb out of the pool, drying yourself with your towel, you nod. “Okay, lets move to the hot tub. You guys are right the temperature is dropping.” You say as you look at the twinkling stars in the clear night sky.

Everyone grabs towels, shoes, a few bottles, and the platter of fruit and cheese.

You trail behind, turning off the lights on your patio, though you leave the pool lights on for now. You like how it glows with the pool lights.

Once you get across the street, you see that Jack set up a small folding table on his patio for the food and drinks. Kendra turns on the hot tub and pulls off her robe and gets in. Jay and Charlie follow her. Jay sit next to her and Charlie sits across.

“So Jack, what do the winners get?” You ask as he strips off his robe and steps in.

He sits on the other side of Kendra. “The winners get to pleasure Kendra first and the losers have to watch.” He says with a smile.

Kendra nods. Charlie motions for you to sit next to him. “Come on down.” He says playfully.

Both Jay and Jack pull off her bikini top. Each one takes one of her large round breasts. Her nipples are so hard. Her hands are under the water so you aren’t sure what she is doing but probably stoking both of them. Charlie is just smiling and relaxing as he watches. Jay firmly sucks her right nipple as Jack slowly licks her left.

She looks right at you, smiling. “Don’t you wish you had won?”

Jay’s hand moves under the water and Kendra has a sharp intake of breath. “Mmmmm, yes rub it as you suck my nipples. Charlie. Shouldn’t you losers be stroking yourselves as you watch?”

“Yes Ma’am.” He says as he moves up and sits on the edge, pulling down his swim trunks and showing his hard cock. “You want me to stroke it like this?” he asks.

You sit up and pull down your trunks too. The hot water feels good on your bare cock.

“Yes, both of you stroke yourselves, or I will have you stroke each other. You are the losers.” She says playfully.

Jack takes a deep breath and goes under the water. Kendra’s toes show above the water surface as Jack licks her pussy. She moans for a second and then sets her feet down so she can raise up out of the water. Jack pops up, holding her thong in one hand. “Are you sitting in the water or above it, my love?” he asks in a seductive tone.

“Above the water. I want them to watch, and watch it all.”

You keep slowly stroking as you watch Jack lick her beautifully trimmed pussy, as she sucks Jay’s long thick cock. You wish someone, anyone was sucking you.

“Your wet pussy is so ready. How do you want to do this?” Jack asks as he wipes her juices from his lips. She take Jay from her mouth. “Let’s tease them like they’re watching porn and can’t touch anything. I want to see them cum.” She says.

She stands up, and has Jack sit down, his cock looks so hard and ready. She whispers something to Jay, and he gets out for a moment.

In a minute he returns with a bottle of lube and hands it to Jack. He squirts some along the crack of her ass and then fingers her asshole. She is watching both you and Charlie as she moans a bit.

“Yes lube it up and spread it open.” She says like a porn actress. Then she lowers herself on his hard cock. Slowly she take it into her ass as she has her legs spread and you watch her open pussy.

“Yea, ride that cock. Fuck her ass.” Charlie says as he strokes faster and harder.

Jay keeps to the side and sucks her right nipple again. She reaches down and strokes him with one hand and rubs her clit with the other. It is better than porn. You spit into your hand and start stroking faster too.

“Yes. Boys, that’s it. Stroke those hard dicks for me.” She moans. Kendra and Jack are both breathing harder as the are getting closer to orgasming. Her pussy is so open and wet.

You want to be in it so badly and you stroke faster until you cum. Charlie shoots his wad into the water. You shoot and dribble down your hand.

“Yes….That’s what….I….want to….see.” she says and then closes her eyes. The wave of pleasure visibly moves through her as her ass and pussy pulse.

She gets off of Jack and his cock is shiny with lube and cum. She kisses him. “I have one more reward to give.” She says as she sucks Jay off. He fucks her mouth and she swallows it down. You and Charlie applaud. He kisses her and then kisses Jack.

“You really have been sharing each other?” you ask

Jack smiles, “Of course. Isn’t that what good neighbors do?”

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Reopening the Pool - Part 1

 It was a cold winter and a wet spring. You are so happy that you are getting closer to summer. During the off season, you had the pool drained, checked, and now refilled.

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The pool guy has finished checking the levels and told you it is ready. During the off season, your neighbors Jack and Kendra spent more time with you.

One night you were over at their place drinking spiced cider and the topic of a pool party came up. “I can’t wait to put on my bikini and get into the pool, again.” She told you.

“Should I have a big reopening party, or something more intimate?” you asked.

“I think intimate, with close good friends would be a great idea.” Jack chimed in. “By the way, how are Jay and Charlie?”

“Oh, they are good. You might see them over at my place, soon. I will be out of town on business for a few weeks and they said they would watch the place.” You explain.

“Really?” Both Kendra and Jack ask with a strange smile.

“But getting back to the pool party idea, I think that just having a few friends in the early season to have fun would be good. If you want a larger party, you can always invite more people during one of the summer holidays.” Jack said.

And that was the start of the Reopening Party plan.

Because of your job you would be gone for almost the entire month of February, you asked both Charlie and Jay to watch the house. They alternated who lived in the house. You didn’t ask who picked which weeks so long as there was someone to make sure that there weren’t any problems during the winter.

“My love, I would never let anything happen to this lovely house of yours. It is so much better than my apartment. And you have the friendliest neighbors.” Jay said playfully.

“Yea, buddy, go off and save the world, one corporate trade at time, or whatever you are doing nowadays.” Charlie said with a smile.

“Why do I feel like you guys are “Gypsies in the Palace”?” You said putting your bags into the cab.

“Of course boss, because I’m “Snake”, he’s “Johnny D”, and “you don’t need to worry ‘bout your stuff, we’ll treat it like our own.” they finished in unison.

“Just don’t shoot the lock off the liquor cabinet.” You laugh, giving them both a quick hug and then left.

Everything was as it should be when you returned. But you discovered that your neighbors had gotten to know your friends better, in your absence. Both Kendra and Jack used Jay as their personal trainer. Sometimes when they were over and talking with you, they would ask you to tell stories about “the Three Amigos”. Most times you were tight lipped but a few times, when you were drinking, you shared stories about the three of you. You don’t think of yourself as bisexual, because you prefer women, but back in those days, you were less specific and more sexually omnivorous. That included times with both Charlie and Jay, and whoever they were dating at the time. Everything had been consensual, and to a certain point experimental, but as the three of you would say. “And a good time was had by all.”

Both Kendra and Jack seemed excited by your tales and agreed to keep them to themselves. “You never know which neighbors just wouldn’t understand trying new things sexually.” They said with a smile and a nod.

As the weather warmed up, you noticed both Jack and Kendra showing off their bodies more. Tighter, more revealing clothing when exercising or doing yard work.

You would just smile and wave.

The week before the reopening party, you called Charlie to make sure he would be there. “That’s the things that dreams are made of.” He responded in his bad Bogie accent. It seemed like an odd response.

“Oh, by the way, are you bringing anyone? I heard a rumor that you had been seen out going out. But the rumor seemed unclear about who it was with.” You ask out of genuine curiosity.

“No. I won’t bring anyone who won’t already be there. I’ll tell you about it later.” He said.

“Ok, Charlie. It must be a good story if you want me to wait.”

“All good things come to those who wait.” He responded sing-song.

“Yea, yea, yea. See you then.”

You followed it up by calling Jay. “Hey, buddy will you be at the pool party, and are you bringing anyone?”

“Of course I’ll be there, sweetie. You know I want to show off my Speedos. Over the colder months, I had some good clients, which helped me keep in better shape too. As for bringing anyone, nope. You will just have to satisfy yourself with lil’ ol’ me.” He says in a playful tone. “Oh, you might want to change the party from a Saturday party to a Friday night get together. I bet you Charlie, and your neighbors will agree.”

“Okay, but won’t the temperature drop a bit once the sun is down? That doesn’t sound as much fun as you think.” You comment.

“Awww are you afraid of shrinkage? If you get too cold, we can all go next door to Jack’s hot tub. Ask them about it..”

“Wait..What?” but he hung up.

You walk next door. Jack answers the door. “How are things going?” he asks relaxedly.

“This might sound strange, but did you guys install a hot tub?” You respond.

“Oh, yea. Back in February, there was a great deal and we spend our tax return money on it. We had a small get together to christen it.”

“And I was away. Ok, that makes sense. Who was the we?”

He smiled broadly, “We had Jay and Charlie over. They were watching your house, and it only seemed right at the time.”

“Ok. Jay wants my pool party to be a Friday night thing. He said if we get cold, we could all move to your hot tub.”

“Of course. Here, take a look at it.” He leads you through the house and downstairs to the back patio. You see that he enclosed in the area beneath his back deck. He opens the door and you see a hot tub that takes up almost the entire space. “We got a really good deal on it and they installed it so the pumps and filters are in my utility room.” He says with a sense of pride.

“Easier to maintain year round.” You say nodding your head. “So instead of Saturday, would you and Kendra be able to come over Friday night?”

“Of course. And if we get cold, we can all warmup over here. How many did you invite?”

“I wanted to keep it small so just you two, Jay, and Charlie. I thought they were going to bring dates, but both said they didn’t need to.”

Jack coughed for a second. “Yea. If we’re there, I doubt they need much else.” He said in an almost cryptic tone. “I need to do a few things, especially if everyone will be back over here Friday. Let me walk you back up.” He said almost hurrying you back up and out.

“Ok. I need to get back over to my place anyway. See you Friday night.” You say as the door closes behind you.

On Friday, you take the whole day off from work. You have enough leave time and comp time built up that it wasn’t a problem. At the grocery store, you pick up some snacks, chips, cheese, fruit, and other finger foods. You then go by the liqueur store and get a bottle of wine, some rum, vodka, gin, and mixers. Drinking and swimming doesn’t mix, but if you get too cold, you want something to warm you up.

When you get back to the house, you see Charlie’s pick-up truck in front of your house.

He comes over as you open the back of your car. “Let me help you with that.” He says grabbing a couple of bags.

Once you both carry everything inside, and start laying it out, you look at him.

“Thanks for the help. By the way, you said that you weren’t bringing a date, and that you would tell me later. So what was all of that about?” you ask as you open a pack of paper plates.

He takes the cheese platter from the grocery bag. “Do you want this in the fridge for now?” as if you hadn’t asked anything.

Looking at the clock on the wall. “We still have a couple of hours until it gets dark, so yeah, put it and the fruit in the fridge. But you aren’t slick. Are you going to answer my question?” you ask as you grab a couple of large bowls for chips.

He hands you one of the bags of chips, and then opens another one, pouring it into the bowl. He sighs as he throws the empty bag into the trash. “Where should I start? Okay. First, while Jay and I were house sitting for you, I sold my company.”

You stop dead and just stare. “You, did what? For how much? What have been doing these past few months? And why didn’t you tell me?”

The empty chip bag still in your hands.

“It all happened too fast. We were spending time with Jack and Kendra, and I told him about my software company and mentioned that I might be looking for buyers. The next thing you know, he helped me put together a package and knew of some firms that might be interested. I shopped it around, and found a couple of buyers. I made enough that I paid off my townhouse, invested the rest, and am living a simple life, spending only the interest off of what my investments earn.”

He reaches over and takes the empty bag from you and puts it in the trash. Then he opens a couple of bottles and makes you a rum and coke. “Here you go buddy. I think you need this more than me.” You take a quick sip and lean against the counter.

You exhale for a second and take another sip. The sweet acid of the coke and the spicy rum tastes good. “Okay. So you are independently wealthy now. What does this have to do with you dating?”

He pours himself a drink. “I am getting to that. Did you know that Jack works for an investment firm? He and Kendra live pretty comfortably.”

You nod. “Of course. Most of the neighborhood are corporate traders, investors, or bankers of one sort or another.”

“While he was helping me with his deal, he and Kendra were working out with Jay as their personal trainer. He helped them with exercise plans, and diet changes.”

“I noticed that they both look more toned and happier.” You chime in.

“Happier.” Charlie says and sighs. “That isn’t from just the workouts. Jay and I have both been ‘dating’ them.”

You try not to spit out your drink and painfully swallow it down. “What! You’ve got to explain that to me.”

Just then there is a knock at the door, and you hear it open “Hey neighbor, do you mind if we’re a little early?”

“Jack, we’re in the kitchen, come on in.” Charlie yells.

You still feel a bit stunned and refill your cup. Jack comes in and hugs Charlie a big friendly hug, and Kendra kisses him on the mouth. They all look at you. “Are you okay? You look like you’re in shock.”

Over the next hour, as all of you drink and snack, the three of them explain how Charlie and Jack go out and spend time enjoying “manly things”, sporting events, historical sites, fine cigars and pipe tobacco, and shooting at the range. Jack and Jay spend time going shopping, seeing live bands, and other things they both enjoy. Kendra goes out on dates with all three. Most of the time it is one at a time. Going to different restaurants, clubs or going to places that the other’s hadn’t such as poetry readings, plays, or other local events.

It isn’t that she is in love with Charlie or Jay, any more than Jack is in love with them. It is an expanded friendship, without jealousy or competition.

“So, what about the sex?” you ask.

“The sex is always great.” You hear Jay say from behind you. You are so focused you hadn’t noticed him come in through the patio and into the kitchen. He quickly kisses you on the cheek and then hugs Jack, then Charlie, and finally Kendra.

“Why aren’t we in the water?” He asks. He pulls off his shirt. He has definitely been working out since you last saw him bare-chested. He, true to his word, is wearing a pair of brightly colored Speedos, and nothing else.

Kendra and Jack are wearing matching cotton robes which they slide off.

The bikini Kendra wears was different than last year’s but it still doesn’t cover much. Her body is still curvy but there is more definition. Jack wears a pair of swim trunks that comes mid-thigh. Charlie and you both are wearing board shorts that come almost to your knees.

You go to the linen closet and pull out a few towels, even though you think everyone already had their own.

Jay turns on the patio lights and Charlie turns on the pool lights. The water glows an aquamarine color under the darkening sky. Everyone is standing at the edge waiting for you.

“Just hop in.” you say.

“You first. It’s yours, and we will be in right after.” Says Jack.

With that you, dive in. The cold chlorinated water is a little shocking to the skin, but good and familiar. With your eyes closed and your hands before you, you touch the bottom and feel the rough gunite on your fingertips, then push yourself upwards.

Breaking the surface, you wipe the water from your eyes and look back to your friends. “Come on in, the water is fine.” 

Almost in unison they get into the water. Charlie, Jack, and Kendra each dive in, and Jay does a cannonball, which splashes loudly.

Everyone playfully swims around for a bit. The water feels good. Hearing laughter and splashing makes it all feel right.

As the sky darkens you swim to the far side, then look for a clear lane to swim back to the other.

Pushing off from the side you glide and then break into freestyle, making sure you aren’t too close to anyone else. Then you close your eyes again. Stroke, stroke, stroke, breathe, stroke, stroke, stroke, breathe. Feeling the muscles in your arms stretch with the familiar movements. You touch the end, do a flip turn and head back to the far side.

Blowing air out of your nose as you go, then breaking the surface into a freestyle stroke again. Pulling harder and kicking faster, you hold your breath and make it to the end.

You touch the side, take a deep breath of air and then go under the water for a second. The cold water prevents you from sweating, but you are a little tired and breathing harder when you come up.

Wiping the water from your eyes, you see and hear everyone applauding you. “Hey, buddy, did that properly christen the pool for the season?” Charlie asks.

“Oh, yeah. I had forgotten how much I missed swimming.” You say. “It has only been a season, but I really need it.”

Jay swims up. “You are looking a little flabby compared to the rest of us?” he says with a wink and a smile.

“Oh yea? Is that a challenge?” you ask in a playful tone.

“Maybe. Would you like individually or do as a relay?” He responds with a slightly serious edge.

“Relay, with Kendra as the judge.” You respond. “I will let you choose the strokes and the teams.”

Jay smiles broadly at that, pulling Charlie, Jack, and Kendra into a huddle. You aren’t really sure what is going on, but you go with it.

Kendra asks, “Is it a reward for the winner or a punishment for the loser?”

“You guys decide.” You respond. After a minute of discussion. Kendra nods. “Reward for the winner.” “And what is the reward?” you ask. She smiles wickedly, “You will have to win to find out.”

Jay then follows “Do you want Butterfly or Freestyle?”

You look at the guys for a second. “Breaststroke, and done with official rules, where once the head breaks the water, it has to stay above the water.”

Charlie smiles. “Agreed”

“Breaststroke. That seems appropriate.” Mutters Kendra under her breath. You pick the teams. You and Charlie against Jack and Jay.

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