By Kim Couples

(This is a story about swinging and all the sex is consensual.)

Copyright 2003

(Each chapter is a more or less complete story but you’ll find the next chapters and more stories on my website at asstr.org. Just choose ‘Authors’ from, the drop down box at the top right of the index page and select ‘K’ for Kim at the bottom of the first page that appears.)

She was waiting for an opening, recalling their frankness in that almost-deserted bar just two weeks before. Both couples had explained what they wanted – if anything were to happen between them. By the end there was no doubt that the electricity was there. The first encounter was supposed to be on neutral ground, perhaps a hotel, but after a two telephone conversations during the week it seemed so much more exciting for Laura and Ed to join them at the holiday house for an extended weekend.

‘Okay, here's what I think we should do so that everyone gets a special experience.’ There was a sudden silence as the three of them turned to her. ‘Spend tomorrow in town, maybe go for a walk on the hill, that sort of thing. Just spend the day enjoying being friends.’ The others were now looking into their glasses.

Geoff was the first to speak, ‘We were expecting a bit more than that’.

‘Sure ...but we make Saturday 'casual sex day' - all day.’ Slightly surprised looks all around. ‘We do what we've agreed, but make it casual, change partners from time to time. Do lots of other things too, but make sexy things the theme of the day. Anything you've imagined, or we've talked about tonight, or think up at the time - provided your partner's happy.

Ed shot a glance at Laura. She smiled slightly and nodded, ‘Fine by me.’

The town was slightly smaller than Ed and Laura had expected – more of a village really. They enjoyed exploring the numerous craft shops. Ed found a local potter at work and spent more than half an hour exchanging ideas about glazes before he realised that everyone else had wandered away. Not that it was the kind of town centre you could get lost in. He found the two women in the tiny museum, examining some pioneer's jewellery intently and he put his arm around their shoulders as they bent over the glass case. Geoff was in conversation with locals outside the hotel. They seemed just as interested in talking as he was and clearly had just as much time for it.

They found a coffee shop and the four of them sat under the umbrella at the tables outside. It was the kind of conversation remembered only for the occasion. Laura put her hand on Ed's thigh, then Geoff's. When Kate got up in search of ice cream she put her arm around both men and drew their cheeks towards hers and smiled. The three teenage girls at the table opposite ignored them.

They were still discovering. Ed was a little surprised that any of them wanted to even think about business on holiday, but as they talked about software he remembered coming across Kate in town one day in her business uniform - the full kit - suit, pastel blouse, high heels, dark glasses and cell phone. It wasn't his image of her. He was impressed, but also a little disappointed. In the bar she’d seemed so much more relaxed and casual – more like them.

Around one, they all returned to the holiday house. It had been converted from a farmhouse and, had anyone been able to see it from the road, it would have looked out of place, with its perfectly flat, almost weedless lawn, tiled swimming pool and garden totally enclosed by mature trees. Laura and Ed could catch just glimpses of distant forest-covered hills as they returned though the main gates.

After a convivial and early dinner Geoff suggested a hot tub and was delighted that Laura took him up on it. Kate found the chess board and she and Ed were soon seated opposite each other at the table under the grapevines as the sun began to set.

Laura changed for the tub in the bedroom and Geoff was slightly disappointed as she unwrapped her towel. She was wearing a bikini, and a much less skimpy one than Kate's - not that Kate would have bothered here.

‘Are you in your birthday suit?’, she asked, grinning, as she slipped in beside him.

‘Yes.’

‘Let's keep to our agreement’, she whispered. ‘Keep the pump going and we can enjoy the anticipation of seeing all of each other in the morning.’

Ed was preoccupied with thoughts of the next day and saw an opportunity for an early end to the game with Kate. ‘Checkmate.’

‘No it's not.’ And she replaced his bishop with her queen, then sat back and smiled. ‘Check.’ He could see clearly the lace of her bra and the curves between her breasts through the light cotton top. ‘You're not concentrating,’ she smirked.

Their rivalry was confined to chess and was becoming a focus of their companionship. He studied the board for a minute then asked without looking up, ‘Have you been able to keep your mind off tomorrow?’

‘Yes, most of the time, but I'm really looking forward to it. I'm surprised today has gone so quickly.’ He didn't think it had.

‘Decided what you want to do?’ His eyes were still on the board.

‘I've thought up a special experience with you.’

‘Going to tell me what it is?’

‘No.’ And she smiled again. ‘Don't take too long or we'll be sitting here in the dark.’

Geoff put his arm around Laura and she laid her head on his shoulder. With Ed it would have seemed the most natural thing to feel for him but she kept her hand away. This new closeness was enough for now. She put her arm behind his back instead.

They were silent for several minutes. She imagined him hard, wanting her. She turned and asked above the sound of the pump and the bubbling water, ‘Thinking about tomorrow?’

‘I have been. I've thought about you and me a lot since we met.’

‘Me too,’ and she added, ‘I was waiting the other night to get a clear idea of what you wanted - for the day.’

‘Well, playful sex really. Just spontaneous. Sometimes with you, sometimes with Kate. Perhaps the four of us together.’

She hugged him.

Ed and Laura woke early but stayed in bed, cuddled together. ‘Sounds really irresponsible’, he whispered, ‘calling it casual sex day.’

‘Only if we were off having sex with everyone who came along.’

She sensed that he wanted more and withdrew from his arms. ‘Save your energy. You'll need it…Love you.’

‘Love you too.’

By the time they had showered and made themselves some breakfast, Geoff and Kate were returning hand-in-hand from a brief walk on the hill above the house and the sun had already warmed the grass.

Kate was excited to see them at last. Ed looked tense but she was enjoying his nervous smiles and his preoccupation with her. ‘I'll make you some pancakes if you like.’

‘It's okay thanks. We found some cereal.’

Kate disappeared inside while the three others filled silences. She returned a few minutes later, wearing a flimsy blue skirt, a close fitting white tee shirt and, obviously, no bra. Her firm breasts bobbed slightly as she stepped on to the lawn.

‘Ready for casual sex day?’

‘What do you want to do first?’ It was Ed, and addressed to no one in particular.

Kate didn't hesitate. ‘Well it's casual, so whatever you like, but I was hoping you'd be interested in a walk in the garden. We can leave Laura and Geoff to work out how they want to start.’

He followed her along the narrow path, through what seemed to him more like forest than garden. She seemed to be in no hurry and stopped to point out particular plants, touching him on the arm regularly. There was an elegance about Kate that had appealed to him from the start. He enjoyed the gentleness and even her occasional outrageousness appealed to him. As she stood there with her nipples prominent under her tee shirt and the skirt hugging her buttocks he struggled to hide his distraction. She smiled, moved over and put her arm around him, allowing it to fall slowly over his body. He put his arm across intending to return the affection but felt awkward and thought better of it.

She led him on a track through some undergrowth, looking back regularly to assure herself that he really was behind her and really did want to come. Of course he was still there! This is what they had wanted. They emerged at the cliff top with its view of the valley. They stood a few yards from the edge and took in the scale of it all.

‘There's a cave in that small hill.’ She was pointing, but vaguely, ‘ Geoff and I went to it on our first ever day here’. He moved behind her keeping enough space for his aching erection but close enough to slide his hands under her cotton top and rest them on her hips. He lost his concentration for a moment and his hardness touched her. She reacted instantly.

‘My goodness, you are excited!’ She pushed into him a little to emphasise her point but kept pointing out features in the distance while he covered the back of her neck in gentle kisses. He wasn't listening. She was enjoying the tension, their closeness and the warmth of him – especially his warm breath on her neck.

She felt his warm palms slip around to her belly. It was a slight shock. It took a moment for her breathing to settle. Different hands were caressing her - bigger, smoother hands. His firmness began to excite her too. She began to ache for him to cup those hands over her breasts. And after what seemed like several minutes of 'will-he-or-won't-he', he did. Even the silence between them was intimate. He was kissing her shoulders and under her tee shirt, gently savouring her breasts the way she'd imagined he would fondle the clay of his emerging pots.

Then she turned and said. ‘Will you help me have my special experience now?’

He nodded. She undid his cotton shirt and he flicked his sandals aside. She peeled off her tee-shirt and let it drop. He stood there captivated by the sudden appearance of the beautiful breasts that had occupied his imagination for two weeks. He was openly admiring her, unable to take his eyes off them for more than a second. Then he smiled, took both her hands in his and asked, ‘What would you like?’.

‘Well first, I want to see you.’ She pulled his shorts all the way down. ‘And touch you.’ She did and he stood there, hard and his heart racing. ‘Is it what you expected?’ he managed to whisper.

‘Even better, and it's yours that's the important thing. The only other one in my life.’ She paused and added, ‘I want to do it in the lotus position - while I’m looking out towards the mountains.’

‘The Tantric way?’

‘Yes!’ She was surprised. ‘I didn't know you knew!’

‘Oh we know.’ He drew her over to the shade of a tree, sat on the cool grass and looked up as she slipped her skirt off, obviously excited that they were naked together for the first time. He was ready to tease her with his fingers but she eased herself onto his lap, enjoyed the gentle pressure of her lips parting, waited for just a moment, then slipped him all the way in. Yes, it felt wonderful. It was a relief to have him inside her at last. She felt flattered by his hardness.

He was thrilled, excited to be filling her. He felt a glow from the tip of his shaft, up his back and down to his legs. He was fascinated by her exquisite breasts and the softness of her skin. She sighed, kissed him on the neck and they wrapped their arms around each other.

Laura and Geoff were seated at the garden table. ‘Have we been abandoned?’ she asked.

‘No, but I think they may be some time. Kate had an idea that wasn't at all botanical.’

‘Do you think they're doing it?’

‘Almost certainly by now.’

Then he took the initiative. ‘We haven't seen each other nude yet. Shall we do that now?’ They stood quickly and embraced. She was tense. He wasn't.

‘I want to see your breasts.’

‘You did last night,’ she teased, as she undid her almost see-through blouse. ‘I saw you watching them.’

‘Admiring them,’ he corrected. He placed the blouse on the seat. Her bra was white lace and complemented her breasts perfectly. She undid the clasp and left him to uncover her.

‘They're just starting to sag a bit,’ she murmured. ‘But quite nice if you ignore the stretch marks.’ She even showed them to him.

‘They're beautiful. You should never cover them up again.’

Kate and Ed were gently rocking. At times his hands would massage her shoulders softly, move down her back and around her sides. He would draw the backs of his fingers up her belly, across her erect nipples, and as he savoured her breasts, she would sense his pleasure inside her. They were craftsman's hands with expert fingers - warm and sensitive hands.

‘Is this what you hoped for?’

‘Yes!’ and she laughed. ‘I was hoping you would want to do it with me right here and I wanted it warm and calm like this. But there's something else.’ She stopped the movement and put her hands on his shoulders so that she could look into his eyes. ‘This is really great. I feel so good about you. I'm on a high and I want to stay that way. I don't want to come till much later in the day. You do it the way you want to, but if you want to do the same thing we can be on a high together, Tantric style - for hours.’

‘It sounds good, but I might have trouble holding out.’

‘That's okay. My day certainly doesn't depend on it and you can always come again’ She kissed him on the forehead.

Laura was removing Geoff's clothing, gradually - extending the pleasure of discovery. She slid his shirt off, kissed his chest, eased the belt of his jeans and slid them down. He kicked them aside and she pulled the elastic of his briefs down to see him for the first time. The revelation gave her an odd mix of surprise and excitement. He was bigger than she had imagined. He held her close. She was in a garden, naked with another woman’s husband – and enjoying the sensual pleasure of his arms around her and the touch of his chest and thighs against her. He nodded at the stone table.

‘What here?’

‘Why not? It's perfectly private.’

She glanced around. ‘Someone might come.’

‘The gate’s locked.’

She pulled a seat squab on to the end of the table and eased herself on to it. Her panties slipped off with one sweep of his hand.

She sat there propped up on her palms with the dappled light on her, and as he kissed her on the head, she smiled impishly. ‘This is a bit naughty isn’t it.’

‘Yes, let’s enjoy it.’ He traced his fingers down her shoulders, across her breasts, belly, and hips. She was aching inside. His hand was on her leg, edging towards her center. She put her head back and looked up through the leaves. Now he brushed her curls, touched her lips. His fingers disappeared, then returned. He kneeled and she closed her eyes as his tongue traced around her, then eventually where she needed it most. She began to shake. She wanted to hold his head to bring him closer, but held instead on to the edges of the table. She felt the familiar tremors and was caught between the twin temptations of orgasm and being filled by him.

There was just a slight anxiety in her mind about his size but she was dripping with lubrication. ‘Come into me, but slowly.’ He stood and guided the head in with his hand. She felt him stretching her, just a little. Their eyes met and she said softly, ‘Just gently…That feels good.’

‘I'm sure this won't surprise you,’ he grinned, ‘But I like it too.’

He edged in a little more and paused. He was filling her. He paused again. Neither of them felt an inclination to look away. He began to stroke her inside, very slowly, and for both of them the transformation was complete.

In the last few months she had found the thought of enjoying another man tantalising, a distant thought at first, then a growing fascination. She’d been attracted to Geoff from the first few minutes, now his smiles, his eyes, his muscular body and his obvious desire for her aroused her own passion. She felt liberated. He stiffened as she smiled again and she felt the throb of him inside her.

He had liked her instantly, but had thought her preoccupied with ordinary things. While he had been able to imagine her picking up the children from school or organising a family picnic, he had found it hard to see her as a woman who might revel in sexual pleasure – especially so openly with another man. Whenever they had talked about their plans, her contributions had been focused more on the practical arrangements than what she would like from it. The sight of her unrestrained enjoyment now removed any lingering doubt that she was taking part simply because Ed had wanted to.

He stroked her a little faster. She felt currents throughout her body and wrapped her legs around him as he touched her face affectionately with both hands. The stroking became a rhythm. Their excitement grew. She was panting with pleasure, then calling out to the trees in delight as he came out to the edge of her and pushed in again, expanding her, filling her, over and over again.

Kate and Ed rocked again for a few more seconds.

‘Sounds good to me’, he whispered, trying to relax.

‘But if can’t hold out, just go for it, enjoy it.’

‘The hard bit is coming out of you - without coming, if you know what I mean.’

They both realised that this would be the time to disengage or it would be all over for him. Then she added, ‘Come back inside me any time during the day.’ She looked him in the eye again and smiled. ‘I mean that. I want plenty of you.’

She was about to put her tee shirt back on for the walk to the house when he reached out as if he were about to take it away. She gave it to him, smiled, pushed her breasts out with exaggerated pride and he nodded his approval.

‘I haven't asked you what turns you on’, she said, pausing for a moment at a bend in the path.

‘Seeing you for the first time was exciting. Exploring you. Playing sexy games together – you and me and all of us. What about you, besides holding out all day?’

She touched his arm and said, ‘Closeness, relationship things really. But I like the physical stuff too. Feeling you so hard inside me, filling me up, stroking me inside, arms around me, all that.’

‘What about our arrangement?’ He was leading and turned back for only a moment, ‘was that a turn on when we talked about it?’

‘Oh yes. All forbidden and exciting.’

‘Do you think they might be doing it now?’

‘Probably, and I think Laura might get a bit of a surprise. He's quite big.’

They first glimpsed Geoff and Laura through the trees and it took their breaths away. Their spouses were in the centre of the lawn, oblivious to anyone or anything else and clearly untroubled by their nakedness. Geoff was behind her as she supported herself with her arms on the edge of the table. He was obviously inside her, stroking her. His hands were caressing her back and breasts and they were in the middle of a steady rhythm and what was obviously a very engaging conversation.

‘We can't stay here,’ whispered Kate without turning away from them, ‘This secrecy isn't on’.

Ed emerged first and wasn't sure what to say, so he called out, ‘Enjoying yourselves?’

It took some control for them not to come apart instantly, but Laura reached around to Geoff's thigh to keep him in and he resumed the rhythm. Kate rubbed his back and buttocks lightly in reassurance. Ed kissed Laura on the back of the neck. She turned to smile at him and touch his hand while Geoff's gentle thrusting continued.

‘Oh that's good!’ she said bending her body down a little more. Geoff was holding her hips now and she turned and added, ‘Did you two have a good time?’

‘Uh huh’ said Kate. ‘It was lovely.’ Then a pause. ‘We'll make the coffee.’

As she brought out four mugs from a cupboard and opened the door of the refrigerator, Ed was absorbed by the sight of her. His eyes roved over her still-uncovered breasts, her blonde hair, her delicate shoulders and hips. She turned and they put their arms around each other. He felt the excitement of her firm nipples. He was firm too.

‘How are you going?’, she whispered.

‘Aching a bit, but I'll settle down. I'm certainly on a high.’

‘Me too. I'm glowing all over.’ She broke away to fill the kettle, pressed the switch, put her arms on the bench and half-turned back to him. ‘Don't feel like coming back in till it boils do you?’

The delight of their intimacy as the kettle worked its way through silence to the first bubbles, made them laugh and they kept glancing over to it - as if that would somehow slow it down. He was enjoying the softness of her body - stroking her inside, but also across her shoulders, down her back, enjoying her femininity as he caressed her with his craftsman’s hands again and again. He held her firmly with a hand on each side and eased forward to cup her breasts once more. She rewarded him with short intense gasps of pleasure.

But as the steam first appeared, he became anxious that he might not last and announced, ‘It's boiling’.

‘Stay there,’ she laughed. ‘It hasn't switched off yet.’ He held on for the last few seconds then gasped as they separated.

She hugged him quickly then poured coffee for four. They had theirs alone and even when they had finished, she walked to the open doorway and said, ‘They're still going.’

Around 11:30 the men hiked to the neighbouring farm hoping for fresh milk. Their conversation was even more energetic than usual. Mostly, they were recalling unreliable old motorbikes they'd once owned; yet anyone watching might have thought they were stand-up comics rehearsing.

The farm hand was not as chatty as his village neighbours. ‘Good holiday?’ was his only courtesy.

‘Yes thanks.’

Milk was no problem. They bought eggs and some vegetables as well.

Kate gave Laura a hug in the kitchen and as they made lunch Laura remarked how easily they had fallen into their traditional roles even on holiday and she added, ‘I guess ours are not really traditional marriages any more now’.

‘I don't know,’ said Kate, ‘We're still strong on commitment. We’re swingers with commitment. You seemed to be enjoying yourself’.

‘Yes. It was really nice. He’s very gentle, but it’s the excitement of sharing most of all.’

They took lunch on the terrace. Their conversation meandered, but at one point Kate became surprisingly political. She spoke with an energy that suggested she thought she was the only one who held her views. Ed admired the passion; the first time he'd seen it. Geoff held her hand frequently. Laura hugged Ed and kissed him briefly on the neck.

‘We've got a love swing,’ said Geoff out of the blue. ‘Anyone interested?’ Kate stood and gathered plates. ‘Let them have it while we wash up.’ She looked at them to make it a question.

It took only a few minutes to set it up in the shade house. Laura stripped off, made herself comfortable and felt the renewed joy of her husband inside her.

‘Did you do it with Kate?’

‘Yes.’

‘Was it good?’

‘Kind of incomplete, but it was beautiful really. They're into Tantric too.’

‘I know. Having a good time now?’

‘Yes. It's great.’

They kept going, surprised by how easy it was. Relaxing, yet their energy was building. Facing each other. Feeling their love. Each knew the other was close to coming. He had to slow down several times. Then, just as he was pulling out to the edge, she felt the waves of orgasm spread through her. He felt her contract around him. She continued to pant for breath as the pleasure washed over her. He moved around to hold her shoulders and kiss her breasts.

‘Good one?’

‘Lovely.’

Geoff appeared, saw the pause in their lovemaking, and said, ‘Kate wants to know if Ed has any energy left.’

Laura smiled. She could see that he was uncertain, perhaps thinking she might be offended if he did not reach his peak with her, but that was something they could do any ordinary day. ‘Have a good time.’ He came around to her and kissed her lips with his hands on her breast. As she closed her eyes he whispered, ‘Love you’.

Geoff pulled up a chair and sat beside her fully dressed. So she lay there in the shade, suspended, warm, relaxed and naked with a friend's husband while she told him about her favourite holidays and he told her about visiting Europe as a teenager and an old man he met on a walk outside Athens.

The doors were wide open and Ed found Kate on the double bed. She smiled briefly as he stood beside her, but was obviously distracted by his hardness. He was delighted by her self-pleasuring as she rose towards her peak, sometimes thrusting with her hips, then backed away, relaxed and began the climb again.

Suddenly she turned to him. ‘Want to come back in?’ She took the moment to adjust her long hair on the pillow so that she could move her head more freely.

He entered her slowly - missionary style and kept his arms straight so that he could take in the sight of her and reach down to kiss her nipples. She enjoyed the desire in his eyes. He began to stroke her a little faster, at times pressing in so that he was giving her all he had. It was pure delight watching her, feeling her fingers working away on herself, enjoying her smiles between seconds of intense concentration. He was wary that any moment he would lose control and it would end.

‘What did Laura think of the love swing?’

‘Very comfortable - and she had a big one in it. It was really special. Quite a bonding experience too.’

‘I thought you two had bonded a long time ago.’ She reached for his buttocks to encourage him to thrust a little harder.

‘It's nice to renew it.’

‘Yes of course. It's the same with me and Geoff.’ She eased him off, turned over on her side and he slipped in behind her. She reached back to put her hand on his hip. ‘That's nice. Did you come with Laura?’

He laughed. ‘No, but almost, several times. This is good. It's a bit easier to relax in this position. Still glowing?’

‘Yes It's been fantastic. This hovering, close to coming...that's got to be one of life's major all-time joys. I've felt wonderful all day.’

He kissed her all over the top of her back. ‘I think you're clever.’

Laura and Geoff were talking about famous beaches they had been to. Suddenly she cut across the conversation and said, ‘I want you’.

He was out of his jeans within seconds and felt the exquisite sensation of sliding into her again. He began the slow rocking of the swing. She smiled. ‘And in case, you are wondering, you do feel different.’ She was enjoying the fullness and the strokes renewed over and over. She reached down and stroked herself gently, excited by the combination of sensations. At times, he would stand for several minutes, absolutely still, inside her.

‘You are a special person Laura, and very sexy.’

She smiled. ‘Isn't it great that we all get on so well?’

He was perspiring now. ‘I wouldn't want our agreement if we didn't.’

‘Me too. You're sexy too by the way.’

He rocked the swing to stroke her again but she could tell he was losing control. He withdrew, looked intently at her, then gave in. She looked down to see him come and felt his warmth on her skin.

Ed reached over Kate to stroke her with his finger as she said, ‘Didn't Geoff and Laura look good together this morning?’

‘It was great watching them from the trees. Not many men see their wives like that - so uninhibited, so into it with another man.’

‘Or want to,’ she added.

‘Yes, but it’s all open, agreed. And after what you and I had just been doing…I thought she looked incredibly sexy. But while we were standing next to them I felt I was intruding.’

‘Me too. Were they really talking about movies when we turned up?’

‘Something like that. Well, that's casual sex.’ He continued the rhythm inside her and she added, ‘I'm turned on. Keep stroking me.’ He did. Long strokes, while she did her best to relax. He came forward, held her tight and pushed deeply into her while she took charge of herself again. Then almost exhausted, he lay back from her so that all she could feel of him was inside her. Gentle strokes, some short, some deep. She felt another peak approach. She held her breath, felt an initial tremor, then another.

When Geoff and Laura appeared, still naked and seemingly nonchalant, Kate was on her side, stroking Ed, to his obvious pleasure. ‘We'd like to watch you,’ said Geoff, ‘If that's okay?’

Ed nodded. ‘Sure,’ said Kate. She'd been expecting it. Geoff had talked about it often enough. She turned over and spread her legs wide so that there would be nothing hidden about their performance. She began to wonder whether Geoff would find the sight of another man enjoying her, as exciting as he had anticipated. Perhaps he would upset by it.

Suddenly, Ed slid deep into her. Easily. She gave a satisfied, ‘Ah’ to let Geoff know how much she was enjoying being enjoyed, then began to pant with Ed as he pushed into her again and again. (Much more energetic panting than they'd done on their own.) Geoff watched with excitement, Laura with fascination.

‘What you wanted?’ asked Kate. He did nod, but Geoff's face said it all. Kate began to take over the movement, thrusting to meet Ed's thrusts, sometimes closing her eyes to concentrate on the pleasure of it.

After a few minutes she turned on her back, put her feet on his shoulders and moaned, mostly for Geoff’s benefit, ‘Really go for it!’ He nodded, and began to drive her into the bed, thrusting hard, their wet bodies slapping together, both of them panting. Geoff and Laura were transfixed. But holding out all day had caught up with Ed. He suddenly paused and Kate felt the spasms and the liquid warmth deep inside her. He collapsed on her and they lay there gasping, exhausted, with his head against her neck.

Seconds later, Geoff and Laura were on the bed beside them, almost desperate to join their bodies and enjoy the same passion. Minutes later the peaks of their pleasure would have been unmistakeable even to anyone out by the love swing or the stone table. When they were spent, Ed raised his head, smiled at Kate then reached for his wife’s hand and kissed it gently.

By three o'clock on casual sex day they'd dressed and spent about an hour in quiet conversation while they sipped wine around the pool. Then Laura and Ed moved to loungers in the semi-shade and Kate and Geoff stripped off and swam with surprising energy.

They were especially affectionate together that afternoon. Laura and Ed held hands as they sat back absorbing the warmth. Geoff and Kate hugged in the pool then retreated to the steps to rest. He held her in his arms and kissed her shoulders and neck. ‘Having a good time?’, he whispered.

‘Lovely thanks.’ She led Geoff out by the hand and he lay on a lounger, warming up while she poured more wine.

It soon became obvious that the sight of his naked wife and the excitement of the day was reviving Geoff, and quickly.

‘This is one we found in town,’ said Kate. ‘There are several vineyards around here.’ She handed Laura her glass, put the bottle down without pouring one for herself or Geoff and both Ed and Laura were surprised to see her move over, ease her husband into her and continue the conversation with just a slight acknowledgement: ‘Don't mind us. This is one of our things.’ She held his hand as she sat there with him buried inside her and continued. ‘We could go to one of the vineyards if you like.’

Instead, they walked to the cave, each of them feeling light-hearted. They helped each other around rocks and across fences, exploiting their frequent closeness for momentary embraces. They were intoxicated, but it wasn't really the wine.

The cave was neither deep nor surprising in any other way. It was simply a turning point, but they were there for the companionship. Laura was the first to notice the black clouds as they began the gentle climb. Within minutes they were running in rain, still laughing, their light clothing soaked, their hair dripping.

The doors were still open along the front of the house. They closed them quickly and all squeezed into the large shower. They found a temperature they could agree on, lathered each other - necks, bellies, breasts and backs, and enjoyed the ample water and steam.

‘What a day!’ said Kate stepping out to the edge.

‘There's more yet. Geoff and I have a surprise event for you. If you make dinner, we'll set it up.’

‘It had better be good,’ said Kate, ‘not just some way out of cooking.’ She half-meant it too.

The preparation took Geoff and Ed most of an hour. They lit the fire in the lounge, pushed all the furniture back against the walls, brought in two mattresses, covered them with thick cotton sheets and arranged candles and incense.

By eight thirty it was dark enough to begin. They put on Ravi Shanka, lit the candles and incense and led the women in, blindfolded. They eased them down on to the mattress.

‘We want this to be a special part of our day’, said Ed softly. ‘It's intended to be both sensual and sexual, but especially sensual. We have some ideas, but it's important that you feel comfortable. Just let us know if there's anything you especially like, or don't like.’

Geoff joined in, taking Laura's hands. ‘We'd like to do at least the first part in silence, but if you feel cold or too hot or any discomfort just say so. It's your time.’

The women were helped to sip wine. They felt warm hands remove their bathrobes and ease them on to the mattress, face down. Laura was confused by the hands. Were they Ed's, or Geoff's? She gave up. They were just as welcome. Both women felt the touch of a large but soft, feather - caressing them all over their backs, their shoulders, their calves. It was followed by satin, so soft at first that they found it mysterious. The music faded away briefly to be replaced by tiny bells.

Kate felt the warm oil first. Four hands spread it from her shoulders down her back to her toes. Then she sensed that they were doing the same to Laura and she relaxed as the sitars and the incense took over her senses.

Hands, surely Ed's hands, came back and began to massage Kate all over. At one stage the hands seemed to change, she felt the tip of a very hard man touch her arm, revelled in the warmth and enjoyed the love or affection - whichever it was. The massage continued and she began to lose sense of time. Then once again four hands touched her, easing her over on to her back. Soft hands followed the curves of her shoulders, down to her hips, her legs and ankles, her soles - back and forth. They seemed to deliberately avoid her breasts. Slowly she began to want that contact. She heard Laura sigh, in obvious pleasure. The hands moved between her toes and inside her legs. The music faded and she heard the embers settle on the fire.

Laura noticed the settling of the fire too and she felt the same growing urge to be stroked more intimately. Not a big issue yet, but she noticed it. Whose hands were they?

Images of the day drifted in and out of her mind - the uneasy start as she undressed with Geoff, the sight of him for the first time, then the laughter and the pleasure of looking into each other's eyes while he filled her.

Flowing hands were on her legs - up to her thigh then back to the arches of her feet. She remembered the pleasures of the love swing. The hands stroked her inner thighs and minutes later brushed her outer lips. She felt two new soothing hands on her breasts. Occasionally her nipples were included. She heard Kate utter a single ooh and reached down to stroke herself. The gentle slap of Geoff's body on her buttocks came back to her, then as her energy rose, the sight of Ed and Kate together on the bed. The hands on her breasts continued as her nipples hardened.

Kate had reacted to the touch of a finger, well lubricated and gentle, parting her folds and slowly entering her. The finger began to stroke her special muscle. Along its length, gently crossing, back down, again and again. The finger could only be Geoff’s She focused on the gentle, familiar stroking inside her and the sensations of her lips and special centre.

The hands moved away from Laura's breasts to stroke her belly and thighs, then came back playing gently with her nipples. She wanted to be filled and reached up as she put her legs wider apart. She put her hands up to explore him – clearly it was Ed. He began to thrust gently, staying up. She lay there absorbing him, enjoying the fullness.

Kate eased her blindfold off and the sight off and the sight of Ed and Laura together added to her excitement. She remembered fragments of her day - her closeness with Ed in the clearing on the cliff, the swim in the pool, the nude conversation with her husband filling her. She was ready. She peaked suddenly and revelled in the peace that followed.

They lay there, cuddled together and dozed. When the last flicker of the fire left them cold Geoff disappeared for a blanket and covered them - slipping in behind Kate. They slept there till morning and casual sex day was just a memory.