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 "Huh," Jerry said, looking at the two slips of paper he drew out of the
envelope.

   "What is it?" Linda asked.

   "It's a note and a check from Richard and Anna," Jerry said.  "Did you
tell them we weren't charging?"

   "Yes, I did," Linda said, sounding quarrelsome.  "I told them there
would be no charge for staying with us."

   "Its twelve-hundred dollars," Jerry noted.  "Guess he felt the need to
pay you for services rendered.  Hey!  That'd make you a high-priced
hooker!"

   "Well, what does the note say?" Linda sneered, ignoring his remark.

   "'Jerry and Linda.  We had a wonderful time.  Please take this as a
small token of our appreciation and a bribe for a future booking.' Ha. 
Funny guy."

   "That's not his handwriting.  Anna sent that," Linda said.  "You must
have made quite an impression.  Guess you're the high-priced gigolo."

   Jerry tucked the note back into the envelope and handed the check to
Linda.  "You're going to have to shop before Victoria and Gordon get here.
Might as well use some of this.  And, I'll set up a new file for comments
and so forth from our guests."

   "How long are they going to be here?" Linda asked him.  "I forgot."

   "They arrive sometime Friday afternoon and are planning to stay until
the following Friday morning."

   "Unless they get bored," Linda said.

   "You think there's a chance of that?"

   "I don't know.  I'd get bored screwing the same guy for a whole week."

   Jerry laughed.  "Jack was here for two months.  You didn't seem to get
bored screwing him!"

   "Creep!  You've got such a short memory.  I did have moments of respite
with my husband, if you recall."

   "Oh, yeah, that's right," Jerry said.  "I do remember you coming into my
bed dripping his come and all warm and snuggly from fucking his brains out.
I remember thinking at the time how insatiable you were."

   "And I owe it all to you, my darling," Linda purred.  "I never would
have become the slut I am without your help and encouragement."

   Jerry laughed aloud.  "Have I told you how incredibly sexy you are?"

   "Not today," she said, waving the check like a fan.

   "You are incredibly sexy, my darling, especially with your shapely ass
upturned while one of our guests pounds you from behind."

   "You like that, do you?"

   Jerry cocked his head noncommittally.  "I do.  Of course, I also think
you're sexy on your back with your knees spread wide and a cock slamming
into you."

   "And riding somebody's face?"

   "Very sexy."

   "Anything else?"

   "Well, to be honest, watching your tongue, all pink, wet and shiny
licking up and down an erect hunk of man meat, then watching your throat
work as you swallow a load of come."

   "Oh, my!" Linda said.  "What's left?"

   "Not much, I guess," Jerry laughed.  "See, there isn't anything you do
that I don't think is sexy."

   "Yet, you are the one who gets the notes from our former guests," she
added.

   "I guess my sweet personality charms them."

   "Yeah, that must be it.  Okay, I'm headed to the store.  Anything you
need?"

   "Um, Astroglide?"

   "You're joking."

   Jerry shook his head.  "I think we ought to have some on hand for our
guests."

   "Fine," Linda said.  "I'll get it, but I'm not promising I'll use it."

   "Nobody's asked you, have they?"

   "No."

   "Would you turn him down?"

   "Probably."

   "Well, Victoria may want it," Jerry said.

   Linda snorted.  "There's something about her that you're not telling
me."

   Jerry grinned.  "Never met them," he told her.

   Linda was skeptical.  "That Robin babe told you something, though.  I'd
put money on it."

   "I guess we'll find out Friday."

   +++++

   The silver Mercedes rolled into the drive at about two-thirty Friday
afternoon.  Linda was in the kitchen chopping zucchini when they arrived.
Jerry was watching a DVD of Robin fellating an unknown male.  He remembered
her technique when he enjoyed the same activity just a week ago.  He smiled
when she looked into the camera, her mouth full of cock, and winked at him.

   "Jerry!" he heard his wife call.  "They're here!"

   He shut down the DVD, ejected the disk, replaced it in his top drawer
and locked it.  He wasn't afraid somebody would find it and watch it, but
he didn't want it to disappear.

   He stepped into the living room in time to see his wife open the door to
admit their next guests.

   Victoria came in first.  She was striking, he thought.  She had auburn
hair, thick and wavy, trailing past her shoulders.  Her figure was hidden
under a trench coat, but he could see she wore a light green pullover and
white slacks, her feet shod in strappy four-inch black heels.  She was
self-assured as she stepped into the room carrying a small overnight case.

   "I'm Linda," his wife said, stretching out a hand to greet their guest.

   "Victoria," the woman said.  "Robin speaks highly of you."

   "Really?" Linda responded.  "That's very nice of her."

   Victoria noticed Jerry across the room.  She extended a hand toward him.
"You must be Jerry."

   "I am," he grinned, crossing the room to take her hand.

   "Robin has spoken very highly of you," Victoria said.

   "We depend on the referrals of our guests," Jerry told her.

   "Indeed," she smiled at him.  "That's what I understand.  In fact, I
understand one doesn't get in here without a referral."

   "It's actually a two step process," Jerry informed her.  "The referral
is the first step.  Then we review the application."

   Victoria smiled at him wanly.  "I'm glad we passed the test."

   "You know something, Victoria," Jerry said, extending his hands to
envelop her, "so am I.  Very glad."

   For her initial stiffness, Victoria seemed to soften as Jerry held her
hand and looked into her eyes.  She met his eyes and actually smiled.  Her
teeth, Jerry noted, were straight, white and sparkled.  His mind flashed to
the DVD of Robin he'd been watching and wondered what Victoria would look
like in the same situation.

   Linda had walked out onto the porch to greet Gordon, lagging behind his
wife carrying a large suitcase.  She opened the door for him and ushered
him into the front room.

   "Nice," he said.  "Very nice."

   "Honey," Linda called to Jerry, "this is Gordon." They met in the middle
of the room, outstretched hands clasping in a warm handshake.

   "Hell of a place you've got here, Jerry," he said.  "Out of the way, but
close enough for conveniences.  Bet you don't get many solicitors banging
on the door."

   "That we don't Gordon," Jerry said.  "We're a bit off the beaten path
out here."

   "You've met Victoria?" Gordon asked.

   "I have," Jerry grinned at her.  "She's as beautiful as you are
observant."

   "Quite the dish, huh?" Gordon offered.

   Victoria flushed.  "Gordon, please!"

   "You and Linda have met, then?" Jerry said to Gordon.

   "Your stunning wife?  Yes."

   "Let me show you to your room, then," Jerry offered, reaching for the
luggage.  "Right this way." He led them down the short hallway and ushered
them through the door.  "The bed is new," he noted, "so there's no nuisance
squeaking.  The bathroom through this door is all yours.  Linda and I are
right across the hall just to your left.  Close enough to be helpful, but
not so close as to interfere."

   Victoria nodded appreciatively.  "This will be quite comfortable."

   "Why don't I leave you to freshen up after your drive?  When you're
ready, we'll have Marguerites in the front room, where the entrance is."

   "Lovely," Victoria said, opening the door to the walk-in closet.  "These
robes...?" she began.

   "Are yours," Jerry answered.  "Feel free to use them for the hot tub, or
just lounging around.  We're very informal."

   "Robin did mention you had a hot tub," Victoria smiled at him. 
"Clothing optional?"

   "Actually," Jerry smiled back, "clothing prohibited.  We're assuming,
since you had the referral, that you know about our lifestyle and won't be
shocked at our lack of formality."

   "Nude tubbing," Victoria grinned.  She pronounced it knee-ood.

   "That's right," Jerry agreed.  "Keeps fibers from clogging the filters.
Please, don't let me take up anymore of your time.  I'll see you in the
front room." He stepped into the hall and closed the door behind him.

   "I got to tell you, Sweetheart," Jerry told his wife as they salted the
glasses in the kitchen for the drinks, "every time she looks at me I can
almost hear her saying, `I'm going to fuck you, Bucko.' It's unnerving."

   "Well, now you know how I feel when I go to the supermarket.  Those
damned stock clerks all looking at me like that.  I can hear them.  `I'd
sure like to fuck you, lady.'"

   "I think there's a helluva difference between `I'd like to' and `I'm
going to.'"

   "Well, just roll with the flow, Bucko," Linda chuckled.  "I mean, after
all, she's going to fuck you, isn't she?"

   "Maybe it comes from her experience in the big city swap circles.  I
guess she's used to picking out her partner, crooking her finger and having
him come a-running."

   "I don't know anything about that," Linda said.  "I never get to go to
the big city."

   Jerry laughed aloud.  "All right.  When we get a break here, I'll take
you to Raleigh.  Hell, maybe Victoria will take you cock hunting with her."

   "You think she does that?"

   "Just kidding, babe," Jerry said.  "I'm sure they're very civilized
among their inner circle."

   "We are," Victoria said, startling both of them.  She was leaning
against the doorway, attired in the terry bathrobe and her heels.

   "Oh, hi," Jerry stammered.  "We didn't realize you'd be ready so soon."

   "It doesn't take me long to get naked and throw on a robe," she said.

   "I hope I didn't offend you," Jerry said.  "We haven't participated in a
regular group, uh, engaged in adult entertainment."

   Victoria smiled sweetly.  "Then you will have to come to Raleigh," she
said.  "I'll take your wife cock hunting and leave you and Gordon to fend
for yourselves."

   "Uh, excuse me," Jerry said, carrying the tray of drinks past her into
the front room.  Victoria deftly lifted a glass from his tray as he passed.

   "You don't really do that, do you?" Linda asked Victoria.

   The dark-haired beauty took a sip from her glass.  She hummed
appreciation.  "No, darling," she told Linda.  "It's generally a cocktail
party.  Most times we play some silly matching game and then go off to
enjoy each other's company.  Other times we just single out a prospective
playmate.  I guess that could be described as cock hunting."

   Linda opened the oven and pulled out the tray of hors d'oeuvres.  "Would
you like to help me arrange these?" the younger woman asked.

   "Delighted," Victoria said.  The two of them began placing the
bite-sized morsels on a silver serving tray covered with a paper guard.

   "You're quite beautiful, you know," Victoria said, delicately picking up
the snacks with one hand and placing it on the tray, while the other hand
held her drink.

   Linda smiled at her.  "Thank you.  I think you're quite elegant."

   "Very diplomatic," Victoria grinned.  "I can think of a few of our
regulars who would fall all over themselves to get close to you.  And, from
what I hear from Robert, you're well worth the effort."

   "Now I really am embarrassed," Linda said.

   "Don't be, darling," Victoria replied.  "He said you were creative and
enthusiastic.  Gordon's been falling into a rut with our little clique of
playmates.  I think you're just what he needs."

   Linda wiped her fingers on the small towel tucked into a silverware
drawer.  She picked up the tray.  "Shall we join the gentlemen?" she asked
her guest.

   "Lead the way, my dear," Victoria said.  "We'll talk about your upcoming
adventure another time."

   Linda led the way into the front room where she was surprised to see
Gordon also attired in the terrycloth robe she and Jerry provided their
guests.  She proffered the tray to Gordon who selected carefully and popped
the morsel in his mouth.  She set the tray on a low table in front of the
sofa, collected her drink from Jerry and sat on the arm of the easy chair.

   "I've invited Jerry and Linda to stay with us," Victoria informed her
husband.  "They've never attended a party like one of ours."

   "Serious?" Gordon directed to Larry.

   "We've only recently become involved in this lifestyle," Jerry said.

   "How did you decide to engage?" Victoria asked.

   "We read quite a lot on the Internet," Linda said.

   "Ah, yes," Victoria nodded.  "Lower end of the spectrum, I'm afraid. 
You'll find that personal recommendations produce better results."

   "We've been pleased with the results so far," Jerry told her.

   "So, how many couples have you entertained?" Victoria wanted to know.

   "You and Gordon make the third, or is it fourth?" Jerry said.

   "Fourth," Linda agreed.  "Not counting Jack."

   Victoria cocked an eyebrow.  "A single male, I presume?"

   "A long-time friend of Jerry's," Linda confirmed.  "He was my first."

   "I'd love to hear about it," Victoria encouraged her.

   "Not much to tell, really," Linda said, demurely.  "Jerry said he was
probably, uh, anxious after being around us for about two weeks.  So, he
sent me into him.  I slid into his bed, naked, and found him also naked and
aroused."

   Victoria looked at Jerry.  "You sent her?"

   A flicker of a smile played across Jerry's face.  "I told her that he'd
take her if she wanted.  I didn't send her.  I just encouraged her."

   "That's very generous of you," Victoria said.  "Not everybody would be
so willing to share his wife like that, nor be so understanding when she
took him up on it."

   "Victoria got seduced," Gordon said, grinning.  "She came to me and told
me one of junior partners had just nailed her in the conference room.  At
first, I was furious, ready to beat him to a pulp.  Then she told me she
enjoyed the experience and wanted to repeat it, with the understanding that
I was free to indulge as well.  A little investigating got me the name of
an established couple.  We met with them, had a marvelous weekend, and
eventually became involved in their circle of friends and playmates."

   "Was he understanding when you told him about your first encounter?"
Jerry asked Victoria.

   "He was quite angry at first," she admitted.  "He thought I'd been
raped. When I told him I'd been consenting, he became aroused.  Managed to
take me on the same conference table within an hour of my first
indiscretion."

   "And you helped Robert and Robin transition into the lifestyle?" Jerry
asked.

   "Lovely girl, Robin," Gordon said.

   "Lovely cock, that Robert," Victoria chuckled.

   "I agree," Linda giggled.  "Darling," she directed to Jerry, "I think
we're overdressed."

   "Were you intending to try out the hot tub?" Jerry asked Gordon.

   "Not right now," he said.  "We just saw the robes and thought they were
the order of the day."

   "I see, Gordon," Jerry said.  "That's fine."

   "Well, I think it's a good idea," Linda told them.  "I'm going to get
mine."

   Victoria chuckled.  "I'm sure you will, dear."

   Gordon gave her a stern look.  "You'll be getting yours, too, my
darling."

   Linda stopped in the hallway.  "Jerry?  You, too?"

   Jerry set his drink on a coaster.  "Sure, why not."

   When their hosts left, Victoria turned toward her husband.  "They seem
nice."

   "A little unsure of themselves, though," Gordon observed.

   "They're letting us set the tone," Victoria said.  "We are, after all,
their guests."

   "Damned fine drink," Gordon observed, looking at the dwindling amount of
liquid in his glass.  I wonder if there's more."

   Victoria stood up and extended her hand.  "There is.  I saw the pitcher
in the kitchen.  I'm sure they won't mind."

   Gordon handed her the glass and watched appreciatively as his wife's
shapely calves bumped the hem of her robe as she walked toward the kitchen.
She was a looker, he thought.  He wondered if Jerry would accommodate her
aggressive tendencies.  He hoped so.  He also hoped that Jerry would
quickly learn that Victoria liked and respected men who pushed back.  She
might swear, bitch and threaten, he knew, but what she really liked was to
be ordered around.  He hoped he'd have a chance to clue Jerry in before
their first encounter.

   Victoria stepped back into the room carrying two full glasses of the mix
from the pitcher.  She handed Gordon his glass and returned to her perch on
the edge of the sofa's cushion.  Gordon smiled as she crossed her legs and
her knee became visible in the slit of the robe.  She made no move to
adjust or cover it, merely sipped her drink, setting it on the coffee
table.

   "Sometimes I wish we had a pool," Linda told them as she returned to the
room, clad in her white terrycloth robe.  Gordon smiled inwardly.  She'd
changed from the flat sandals she'd been wearing into a pair of gold,
high-heeled sandals.  She had, no doubt, noticed Victoria's elevated CFM
pumps.  "The hot tub is fine, but I'd like the option of a pool and deck."

   "We do have a deck," her husband reminded her, following her into the
room.  All four of them were now similarly clothed.  "You've made good use
of it recently."

   Linda shot him a look of impending violence.

   Gordon chuckled.  "Methinks a tale lies therein!"

   "A tale of tail," Jerry grinned at him.  "Would you like to see the
scene of Linda's latest debauchery?"

   "Definitely," Gordon chuckled again, "especially if there's a chance of
a reiteration."

   "Oh, for corn sakes," Victoria snapped.  "We're all adults here, and we
know what this is all about.  Can we please stop tiptoeing around the
obvious?"

   "I'm sorry," Jerry turned to her.  "We're simply attempting to maintain
some sense of decorum, dignity and courtesy.  You find that offensive?"

   "Bravo!" Gordon said.  "Jerry, you'll need to learn to hand it back to
her." He leaned toward him and whispered conspiratorially, "She really
prefers it if you'll take charge.  She'll fuss and fight, but that's what
she truly likes."

   "That is a beautiful knee peeking through your robe, though," Jerry
noted.  "May I?"

   "What?" Victoria sounded astonished.

   Jerry dropped to a knee in front of her, clasped the exposed flesh
between his hands and placed half-a-dozen small, gentle kisses all around
it.  He smiled up at her.  "After all," he said quietly, "we all know what
we're here for."

   Victoria stretched out her hand and touched the side of his face.  She
smiled at him.  "Thank you," she said.  Her voice was soft and warm.

   Jerry stood and extended a hand to her.  "Come on," he invited her. 
Let's go sit on the deck."

   Gordon started toward the French-doors.  "We've got a pool in the center
of our deck."

   "I've thought about a pool," Jerry mentioned, ushering Victoria ahead of
him.  "From what I've read, though, it's a lot of work."

   "Oh, darling," Victoria cooed, "you don't do it yourself.  You hire a
pool boy." She smiled over her shoulder at him.  "More benefits for your
beautiful wife."

   "Victoria!" Gordon called out.  "Have you been fucking the pool boy?"

   "Of course, my dear," she laughed.  "Haven't you wondered why the bills
aren't higher?"

   Gordon turned to Linda.  "You see?  I have no control over her at all."

   Victoria sought out a plastic chair next to a table with an umbrella. 
She sat delicately, set her drink on the nearby table and crossed her legs,
allowing the robe to fall away from her shapely legs and frame them
luxuriously.

   Jerry selected a chair next to her.  He leaned toward her and murmured,
"I hear you have some experience on a deck, as well."

   Victoria looked at him questioning his assumption.  "The pool boy?"

   "Wasn't it a deck where Robin was deflowered?" Jerry chuckled.

   "Oh, that!" she laughed.  "Deflowered, though?  Hardly."

   "Would `initiated' be a better term?" he asked.

   "Perhaps," she said, taking a sip from her drink.  "These are
delicious," she added.

   "So are those," Jerry grinned at her, nodding toward her exposed legs.

   She grinned at him and nodded toward the area a few meters distant where
Gordon and Linda had taken their seats.  "You think they'll get along?"

   "Not nearly as well as you and I," Jerry declared.

   "You think we will?"

   "Do you mind being adored?" he asked her.

   "Oh, dear!" she exclaimed.  "You're a smooth young man, aren't you?  You
know just what to say."

   "Should I tell you the truth?' he offered.  "Should I tell you I find
you enchanting, sophisticated, elegant and attractive?  Would that be too
forward?"

   "If you make love with as much proficiency as you flatter, I may not be
able to tear myself away," she said.

   "I promise to endeavor to ensure you swoon with pleasure," he vowed.

   "Really?" she asked, amused.  "When do you propose to begin?"

   "May I?" he asked her.

   "By all means," she encouraged him.

   He left his chair to kneel on one knee in front of her.  He gently took
hold of the top legs and began to plant kisses along its length, beginning
at her ankle.  He allowed his tongue to play along the sexy strap of her
shoe that circled the delicate ankle, then slowly kissed her soft flesh up
to her knee.

   "Nice," she said, and slumped back into the chair.

   Jerry's hands worked under the flap of her robe and caressed the outer
flesh of her thighs while his lips and tongue continued to play along the
inner surface.

   "Oh, dear," she murmured.  "You are a bit of a tease, aren't you?"

   "Just allowing you to warm up," he grinned up at her.

   "I shaved down there just this morning," she informed him.  "I was
hoping you'd enjoy oral."

   "Time enough," he said, lifting her leg off the lower limb.  He began at
the ankle of the unattended limb, teasing and testing her flesh with his
lips and tongue.

   Linda looked past Gordon to see her husband already engaged in attending
to Gordon's wife.  She grinned at the vision and spoke softly to Gordon. 
"You're wife has enchanted my husband."

   Gordon turned to his left to see what she was talking about. 
"Worshiping her marvelous legs," he commented.  "I don't blame him."

   "I don't think it would be fair," she said, reaching under the fold of
Gordon's robe to capture his flaccid member in her hand, "to let them get
too far ahead of us, do you?"

   Gordon chuckled.  "By all means, my dear," he said, tugging at the tie
to the robe and letting it fall open to her.  She moaned softly and began
to lick and kiss his meat.  "By all means," he whispered.

   Linda could feel the strength growing in his member as she sucked it
into her mouth.  She licked all around the head, then released him so she
could plant kisses all along its length.  Her lips and tongue were active
and soon had Gordon's flesh firm and ready.  She stood in front of him and
tugged at the tie of her own robe.  She shrugged her shoulders and let the
garment slide down her arms and drop to the deck.

   Gordon's eyes were wide and appreciative as he took in the vision of the
shapely blonde in front of him.  His hand reached for her waist and he
pulled her to him.  His cock pressed into her belly as he bent his head to
kiss Linda on the neck and shoulders.

   "We're doing nicely, Gordon," she cooed, seeing that her husband had
placed Victoria's knees on his shoulders, spread her thighs and buried his
face in her shaven, damp and ready honey pot.  Linda spread a towel on the
deck and invited her partner to lay on it.  "On your back, darling," she
whispered, "so I can reach your hot hardness."

   Gordon lay with his hips on the towel.  He was only a little surprised
when his hostess perfunctorily grabbed his meat, squatted above him, slid
it seductively through her gash and easily lowered herself on him.

   "Exquisite," Gordon commented as her heated flesh enveloped him.  "Oh,
my!" he said, "That's quite intense."

   Linda giggled at his reaction.  Intense?  She felt his hardened cock
filling her up, voluntarily clamped her muscles on him.  She'd give him
intense.

   Meanwhile, Jerry licked delicately at the delectable flesh Victoria has
so diligently prepared for him.  The skin was soft, warm, and deliciously
moist.  His tongue swept through the intricate folds, testing and teasing,
lightly penetrating the outer reaches of her opening, then seeking out the
firm nub of her clit.  He was delighted to hear her small sounds of
gratification.  His mind swirled around the image that they presented to
his wife and Gordon.  He saw her gorgeous legs propped on his shoulders,
the black-strapped heels locked across each other, and his head only
partially visible to them, blocked by the glorious thighs of the beauty he
enraptured.

   Jerry pulled his head away to quietly say to his partner, "You are
exquisite.  I'm so glad you and Gordon are here."

   "Please," she moaned to him.  "I'm so close.  Please."

   Jerry grinned and returned to his oral undertakings.  He inhaled the
scent of her arousal, kissed her as if kissing the lips of a lover, his
tongue seeking out and teasing her.  Her legs tightened around his neck
pulling him into her.  She thrust her hips upward, seeking out the maximum
sensation.

   "Oh, yesssss!" she hissed.  "Make me come, my lover.  So, nice, gentle,
good.  Taste me.  Taste how I want you!"

   Jerry loved hearing her verbal exhortations.  He moaned into her flesh,
creating vibrations that intensified the feelings she was experiencing.

   "Ah, yes!" she cried.  "Oh, fuck!  I'm sorry.  It's so good.  Just, oh,
fuck!"

   He let his tongue circle her hardened nub then dive into the opening
that pulsed dynamically with her orgasm.  Her hands grasped his head and
pulled him to her, driving his tongue more deeply into her hole than he'd
thought possible.  She held him there until the throbbing slowed and
eventually ceased.

   "Holy fuck!" she said.

   "Hmmm," he agreed.  "Nice."

   "You're good," she murmured.

   "And that's just the appetizer," he chuckled.

   Victoria turned her head and watched as the beautiful blonde rode her
husband.  "The main event," she said, waving her hand indiscriminately
toward the coupled pair.

   Jerry looked over the top of her thigh at the scene she'd indicated. 
His wife's eyes were open but vacant.  She looked toward the sky, rocking,
rising and falling on Gordon's prostrate form.  He smiled as he saw
Gordon's hips rise to meet her thrusts.

   "She's so damned beautiful," Victoria noted.  "Why do you let her?"

   Jerry tenderly kissed the soft flesh of her thigh.  "Because she is so
damned beautiful," he said quietly.  "I love her so much when she looks
like that."

   "And it's exciting to watch her," Victoria tendered.

   Jerry thought for a second.  "You understand?" he asked her.

   "I think so," she told him.  "Gordon seems to have the same opinion."

   "Never more beautiful than in the throes of passion," Jerry offered.

   "Exactly.  That's why he lets me."

   "I hope to see you that way in the next few days."

   Victoria lifted her legs off Jerry's shoulders and placed them on the
deck.  She lifted his chin in her hands and looked into his eyes.  "You
will," she said, leaning forward and giving him a warm, passionate and
moist kiss on the lips.

   "Robin told us something about you.  Is it true?"

   Victoria looked into his face.  She smiled broadly.  "Would you like to
see that?"

   "I doubt I could get harder than I am right now," he said.

   "You poor thing.  You must wait, though.  Just a few minutes, I'd say,
from the way they're progressing," Victoria answered.

   "So it's true?"

   "Robin wouldn't lie to you," she grinned.  "Does it disgust you?"

   "Oh, no!" he protested.  "I think it is tender, loving, and incredibly
hot."

   Victoria laughed.  "Good.  Let's watch them, then.  When they're
finished I'll show you.  Then you can initiate our own main event."

   Linda rose and fell on Gordon's cock.  Except that when she fell, he
rose up to meet her.  When his penetration was at its deepest, Linda would
groan in ecstasy.  "Oh, yeah," she moaned.  "Fuck me good.  My husband
likes to watch me when I fuck."

   "You are stunning," Gordon complimented her through gritted teeth. 
"You're beautiful when you fuck.  No wonder he likes to watch."

   "Oh, yeah!" she replied.  "He's watching now.  He likes to see your cock
sliding into me, and coming out all wet and shiny."

   "Do you?" Victoria whispered to Jerry.

   He chuckled in response.  "Can't help it," he admitted.  "It's so hot to
see her like this, and see him stuff himself inside her.  Yeah.  I like it
a lot."

   He saw Linda's jaw tighten.  It was a definite signal that she was on
the edge.  With her on top she could set the rhythm and tempo of the
thrusts to her preference and advantage.  "Oh, yes," he heard her moan.

   "Watch now," Jerry told Victoria.  "She's right there."

   "Hmmmmm," Victoria's voice had the tenor of warm velvet.

   "Come for me, baby," Jerry called softly to his wife.  "You know I love
to see your face when you come."

   The sounds from Linda became more like whimpers than shouts.  "Ohhhh,
baby," she groaned.  "I'm coming on his cock.  Don't hate me, baby.  I love
the feel of his cock inside me.  I'm coming!"

   "I couldn't hate you, darling," Jerry called back.  "I love you when you
come.  You look so hot, so alive.  Come on, my darling.  Let it come."

   For his part, Gordon had held off as long as he could.  As Linda
whimpered and moaned, her love canal grasping at his thrusting mass, he
groaned enormously.  His hips lifted Linda off the ground and held her
there as her head thrashed from side to side.  Gordon pressed, pulled and
gently twisted her nipples, forcing her to cry out.

   "Oh, Fuck!" she bellowed.  "I can feel his come.  I love that feeling.
Pump me full of your hot come!" she hollered.

   "Yes," Victoria whispered.  "Pump her full of your man juice.  Give me a
gift of your essence to suck out of her."

   "You're really going to do that?" Jerry asked her softly.

   "Oh, yes," she moaned.  "And while I am, I want you inside me.  Can you
do that?"

   "Absolutely," Jerry confirmed.

   Linda's blonde hair dropped across the area between her and Gordon, her
head falling forward in release and exhaustion.

   "Come, darling," Victoria whispered to Jerry.  "I like it best when it's
all nice and warm."

   He followed her as she approached the coupled pair.  She raised Linda's
head in her hand and looked into her eyes.  Linda appeared confused.  Then
she smiled.  Victoria smiled back and planted a warm kiss on Linda's lips.

   "What was that for?" Linda asked, her words staccato through the gasping
of her exertion.

   "For making my man come," Victoria whispered.  "Now, I want you to sit
on the edge of your chair for me."

   "What?"

   "Just sit here, darling," Victoria directed her, lifting her arms toward
the seat.

   Linda's legs were a little rubbery as she stood.  Jerry could see a
dribble of Gordon's release oozing down the inside of her thigh.

   "Hurry," Victoria ordered.  She guided Linda to the chair and helped her
sit.  She knelt in front of her and gently pried her knees apart.  "You can
have him whenever you want," she grinned at Linda's surprised look, "but
this belongs to me." She licked the small stream from the inside of Linda's
leg, placed both hand on the insides of her thighs and locked her mouth
onto Linda's sex.

   "Oh, damn!" Linda squealed, never having been subjected to the attention
of a woman in this manner.

   Victoria backed away just long enough to say, "Relax, darling.  You'll
like this.  So will I."

   Linda looked up to Jerry's grinning face.  "I never," she stammered,
"Oooo!"

   "Trust me," Jerry told her.  "It won't hurt, and it gives our guest
pleasure."

   Linda grabbed the armrests of the chair, and allowed Victoria to suck
and lick at her nether regions.

   In the meantime, Jerry knelt on a towel behind Victoria's rotating ass.
He took his throbbing member in his hand and approached her.  She twitched
as his flesh came in contact with hers.  Then she spread her knees to allow
him easier access.

   "That's it, darling," she said, pausing briefly.  "Fuck me while I eat
my husband's come from your lovely wife's pussy."

   Jerry needed no further urging.  He slid his cock into her waiting quim,
and moaned with appreciation.  He heard Victoria moan an "Oh, yes!" before
she dove back between Linda's thighs.

   +++++

   "You should have told me," Linda snarled at her husband.  They were
alone in the bedroom following the afternoon's activities.  Their guests
had elected to show and nap after their long drive and the initial sexual
game on the deck.

   "Tell me you didn't like it," Jerry challenged her, stripping out of his
robe.  "It's not like she made you suck my come out of her."

   "That was my choice, dickhead," she snapped at him.

   "It was very hot to watch," Jerry said in an attempt to mollify her.

   "She came, you know, when I was eating her out," Linda said, her eyes
flashing.

   "Did the same earlier, too, when I was doing her."

   "Still, you should have told me."

   Jerry shrugged.  "Robin told me it was her kink.  I figured you'd like
it."

   "I liked it, all right.  It was just a real surprise.  I never had a
woman do that to me before."

   "What about you?  You like it?"

   Linda laughed.  "The best part was when Gordon slipped his cock inside
me while I was doing it.  I had like, three orgasms, one after the other."

   "Anything else?"

   "Well, yeah.  You know I like sucking you off.  So, when she was doing
it after Gordon shot his second load and you knelt beside me, I like that
part, too."

   "You came.  I heard you."

   "Of course I did.  She doesn't just lick his come out, you know.  She
sucked my clit and tongued my hole, and, of course I came.  So did you."

   "Gordon was impressed with the way you swallowed my load," Jerry told
her.

   "I suppose he'll want the same treatment."

   "I'm sure he will."

   "Anything else I should know that you haven't told me?"

   "You've turned into a perfect slut and I'm proud of you?" Jerry grinned
at her.

   "I've got a ways to go before I match up to Victoria," Linda noted.

   +++++

   "You're a damned fool, you know?" Victoria gently told Jerry.  She lay
face down on the bed in the guest room, her forearms propping her upper
half up so she could see him.  Jerry sat with his back against the
headboard, enjoying the view of the elegant woman, the curve of her ass as
it rose from the small of her back to a rounded rise of firm flesh.  Her
skin had the tone of an athlete without the weathered effect of too many
visits to the tanning salon.

   They had enjoyed a vigorous session of mutual gratification having
returned from dinner at Grady's, a local eatery some thirty-minutes away in
the small resort community near their house.  Gordon had insisted on
providing the wine, and nearly four bottles had disappeared before they
finally left.

   "Why am I a damned fool?" he asked, lightly touching her shoulder.

   Victoria cocked her head to the left, allowing her cheek to caress the
back of his hand.  "Because you let her roam like you do."

   Jerry smiled.  "She likes it.  So do I.  Why is that foolish?"

   "My God, man," Victoria nearly whispered.  "Have you looked at her
recently?  She's Sharon Stone, for heaven's sake, only softer.  She's
stunning!"

   "I have looked," Jerry nodded, "and what you say is true.  What you may
not know is how completely devoted we are to one another."

   "Some devotion," Victoria snorted.  "She's in there fucking with my man
while you're fucking me just across the hall.  That's not what I'd define
as devotion."

   "But, you're beautiful, Victoria, and I want you," Jerry reasoned.

   "Oh, shut up," she growled at him.  "This isn't about you, or me.  It's
about your wife."

   Jerry's hand cupped her face and ventured up into the auburn mane of her
hair.  "We're soul mates, Victoria."

   She looked at him strangely for a second.  "You and me?" She sounded
alarmed.

   Jerry laughed.  "No, darling.  Linda and me.  As much as I like being
with you like this, having you naked in my bed..."

   "Actually, you're in my bed," she interjected.

   Jerry nodded.  "Okay.  The point is, there is a connection between Linda
and me that transcends all this.  We really do trust one another."

   "Uh huh," Victoria sounded less than convinced.  "What happens when one
of her studs blurts out that he's in love with her?"

   "She gently explains that she's in love with me," Jerry explained.  "I
don't mind that they all love her, and that she loves them back.  But, the
reality is that she and I are partners.  That goes above and beyond the
physical manifestations of sexual congress."

   "Hrmph," she snorted.  "That sounds very salient and genteel.  It also
sounds like complete bullshit."

   "What are you doing, then?" he asked.  "You and Gordon?"

   "We're fucking for the fun of it," she snapped.  "He does his thing and
I do mine.  We go home together until we can do it again."

   "Did Robin tell you how all this started?" Jerry asked, a touch of
exasperation tingeing his voice.

   "I don't think she did," Victoria told him.  "She just said you were
running a swappers B&B, to put it succinctly."

   "We are now," Jerry laughed.  "But it didn't start that way.  Would you
like to hear how we got to this point?"

   "Sure," Victoria told him.  "Just let me readjust a bit." She hiked her
way up toward him, gathering his midriff in her right hand and laying her
head on his belly.  "Go ahead."

   Jerry stroked her hair.  "I have an old friend, Jack.  I told you
earlier about Jack being Linda's first.  He came here and spent a few
months living with us while he attended some courses.  After he'd been here
about a month, Linda and I were screwing in our bedroom.  She said
something about being quiet so Jack wouldn't hear us.  I told her he
already knew we were screwing, and that it probably made him hard thinking
about it, that he probably wanted to do her himself.  She protested that
assumption.  So, I asked her if she didn't sometimes think about how it
might feel if he screwed her.  She denied it, but got really wet when we
talked about it.  So, a couple of nights later when we were doing it, I
asked her if she was imagining what it might feel like with him.  She
admitted a little.  So, I told her to go ahead into his room and climb into
his bed.  She asked me if I'd be mad.  I told her I wouldn't.  So, off she
went.  I made her go naked."

   "So she climbed into bed with this guy and let him fuck her?" Victoria
said.

   "Yup," Jerry agreed.  "Jack was pretty surprised, but, hey, when a naked
woman crawls into your bed, the natural course of events just takes over."

   "Did he ask if you knew she was there?"

   "He's a good friend.  He asked her and she told him that I had sent
her."

   "So, basically, you gave them permission to fuck each other."

   Jerry nodded, his fingers gently massaging her scalp.  "The point is,
after she screwed him, she came back to our bed and did me, too.  She
wanted to make sure I wasn't angry or upset with her, that I knew she still
loved me."

   "Did she tell you that?" Victoria asked him.

   "She did.  And, she did it twice more that night.  She'd slide into bed
with him, get fucked, and come back to make love with me."

   "She's looking for your approval," Victoria ventured.

   Jerry shrugged.  "If you say so.  She played with Jack for the rest of
the time he was here.  I think it was six or seven weeks."

   "And she always came back to sleep with you?"

   "Not every time.  Once in a while she'd just stay in here and wake up
with Jack.  They'd do each other and then she'd get up and go about her
day. But, there was never any doubt that she'd be coming back to me."

   "What about now?" Victoria asked.  "She's in there with Gordon.  You
think she'll be coming back in here to you?"

   "She might," Jerry said.  "If she does, I'll make tender love with her.
If she doesn't, it'll still be okay, because after you and Gordon leave,
she will come back to me."

   "You're a very trusting man," she said, planting a kiss on his belly.

   "That's because Linda and I have this relationship that is built on
trust."

   "So I get to have you because she trusts that you will still love her,"
Victoria observed.

   "Pretty much," Jerry admitted.  "Actually, I never thought about playing
around until she sent the wife of our first couple in to me in the middle
of the night.  When she slid into bed naked she said that Linda had told
her to explain to me that she was my Jack."

   "She went from being a hot wife into making you both swingers," Victoria
noted.

   Jerry gave one of his famous shrugs.  "I don't know about all the
terms," he said.  "All I know is that we play like this, and when our
guests leave, we seem to come back together to reestablish ourselves as a
couple."

   "If it works for you," Victoria said.

   "It does.  And, it allows me to enjoy the delights of an elegant woman
like you."

   "And for me to enjoy the ardor of her husband," Victoria smiled, lifting
her head, grasping the base of his meat and sliding him between her lips.

   +++++

   There was a noticeable coolness in the late October air as Jerry sat on
his deck looking out over the hills, forest and mountainside in front of
him.  He thought he might change out his tumbler of gin and tonic for
something more warming.  The sun had already dipped behind the highest
ridge just off to the right of his view.  He heard Linda's steps as she
approached and joined him, sitting in the comfortable chair to his left.

   "Getting cool," she commented.

   Jerry nodded, taking a sip from his glass.

   "Are you all right?" Linda asked him.

   "I'm fine, sweetheart," he answered turning to look toward her.  He
grinned.  Her hair was a jumble of blonde chaos, yet the unmistakable
beauty of her face shone through it.

   "It's been a kind of wild year," she commented.

   "It has," he agreed.

   "We're all right, though aren't we?" She sounded tentative.

   "Do you mean do I still love you?" he asked.

   "Well, yeah."

   "Madly, passionately, insanely, and unquestionably," he responded.

   "In spite of all that we've done?"

   "Or because of it," he smiled at her.

   "I never want to hurt you," she told him.

   "I'm sorry?  Is there something I don't know that I should be aware of?"

   "I don't think so.  It's just, you know, I've been very, very bad.  I
don't want that to hurt you."

   "Then maybe I should be asking the love question.  Do you still love
me?"

   Linda began to weep.  "I do.  So very much.  I'm sorry if I hurt you."

   "Whoa, whoa!" Jerry said.  "Did you go off the plantation or something?"

   "What does that mean," Linda sniffled.

   "Have you kept me from knowing something?  Have you been sneaking around
behind my back?  Have you done something I don't know about?"

   "Oh, God, no!" Linda wailed.  "But, I've been such a slut.  I fucked all
those men.  I sucked their cocks and I let them eat me and have their way.
And, Victoria, for God's sake.  We were such sluts."

   Jerry laughed aloud.  "Linda, my darling, my life!  We got into this
together, remember?  You didn't do anything alone.  I sent you to Jack.  I
set up the B&B.  I encouraged you.  And, at the same time, while you were
entertaining the husbands, I was left to keep the wives busy.  We did this
together."

   "But, I feel so decadent.  At the same time, I craved all the
sensations. I was awful, but I loved it!"

   "I told you, my darling," Jerry said, reaching out a hand to brush away
a tear from her cheek, "seeing you decadent, dangerous, and depraved,
completely submissive to your natural tendencies for self-indulgence made
me love you all the more.  Don't you understand?  I wanted you to have all
those experiences, to explore your sensuality, your sexuality.  We couldn't
do it together.  But you could, with lovers who were only passing through
our lives, experiment and experience the full range of lust and depravity."

   "You were always there for me," she whimpered.

   "Of course, Linda.  I love you."

   "Even when I was the worst kind of slut," she added.

   "You said you loved it."

   "I did.  I do."

   "What kind of a husband would I be to deny you the experiences and
experimentation you crave?"

   "One who expects his wife to be faithful?"

   "You have not been unfaithful.  You have not cheated.  You did not sneak
around or betray my trust.  I was there with you at every turn, with every
man, every day and every night.  Do you resent that I fucked all those
women?"

   She shook her head.  "You were entitled.  I was fucking their men."

   "Was I unfaithful?" Jerry pressed her, "or did you know where and with
whom I was keeping company?"

   "I knew."

   "Did you hate me for it?"

   "No."

   "We're all right, then, Linda."

   "What's next?"

   "Three weeks of rest and recuperation," he said.  "Then we've got two
couples coming for the Thanksgiving holiday."

   "Two?  How are we going to do that?  We've only got the two bedrooms."

   "I've let them know, darling.  Both couples are agreeable to doubling
up."

   "Do we know them?" Linda asked.

   "One couple is Richard and Anna.  The others haven't been here before.
It should be interesting."

   "Anna, huh?" Linda smiled at him.  "I wonder how she'll react to me
eating your come out of her pussy?" she grinned evilly at him.