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 Title: The Sisters-In-Law Pt.  01


Summary: 2 women test their limits rekindle their marriages.   


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,first time,oral,voyeur,hot,sex





   Thursday Morning 

   Sam's eyes opened gradually and the ceiling came into focus.  She turned
her head and squinted at the clock next to the bed; it was 6:55 AM.  She
heard Tony moving around in the bathroom.  Looking out the window, she saw
a cloudless July morning.  She brought her hands to her face and massaged
her cheeks before rubbing her eyes.  Another day begins. 

   She reached over for her husband and found the bed empty.  He had come
to bed late again, and rose early...again.  She often felt like she slept
alone, and was disappointed that he found TV more entertaining than her. 
She missed his attention. 

   The sound of running water captured her attention, and she gazed into
the bedroom's on suite bath.  There stood her naked husband at the sink
shaving.  She could not help but savor the sight of him.  Tony was nothing
short of gorgeous.  Sure, she was biased in her assessment of him, but by
any objective standard, he was ridiculously good-looking.  He had the face
and body of a male model.  He had strong features accented by gorgeous
brown eyes.  Even just out of the shower, his thick black hair was
perfectly in place.  He stood just under six feet tall and weighed
somewhere around 180 pounds.  He had incredibly defined muscles with no
body fat to hide their sinew.  It was a body that can only be built by
dedicated work in the gym, and Tony was religious in his workouts. 

   Her eyes traveled down from his wide shoulders to his 32-inch waist and
then to an absolutely gorgeous ass.  She couldn't help but think to herself
that any woman would kill to have that ass.  As she studied him, her hand
had moved under her panties; she began to absentmindedly trace circles in
the thick black hair between her legs. 

   They had been together since high school.  In fact, they had been prom
king and queen.  He was the incredibly cute jock that everyone liked, and
she was the hot cheerleader.  She knew that they were the perfect example
of a high school clichÃ(C), yet that's who they were.  Deep down, she knew
they were still a bit of a clichÃ(C).  At 36 years old, they were young,
they were wealthy, and they were good-looking. 

   She knew how lucky she was.  She had a great husband and two beautiful
children.  She lived in a gorgeous house and wanted for nothing.  So why
was being happy so fucking hard?  These days she seemed to alternate
between stress, worry, and frustration.  Mostly she just felt lonely. 

   Sure, it is tough being a mom to two rambunctious boys, but she loved
them dearly.  What worried her was the fear that her marriage was slipping
away an inch at a time.  She and Tony were more like roommates than lovers.
He barely showed any interest in her at all anymore.  It's hard for a woman
to admit that her husband doesn't find her sexy anymore.  Tony never
flirted, but his kisses lacked passion.  He had not touched her for a
couple of weeks, and even then, it was more about him than her. 

   She sometimes wondered how to people could be happily marries yet seem
apart? 

   But she loved him and still found him incredibly desirable.  Still
staring at Tony and lost in her thoughts, she was only vaguely aware that
her finger was now lightly circling her clit. 

   She and Tony had grown up in the upscale St.  Louis suburb of Ladue. 
They had dated all through their senior year in high school.  He had gotten
a soccer scholarship to the University of Missouri at Columbia where he
majored in business.  She'd stayed home and worked as a medical clerk.  All
through college, they continued to date and plan their future.  He was the
only man she ever loved.  He was the only man she'd ever been with.  Sure,
she had dated a few boys in high school and made out with them, but it was
only the usual high school grope and grind sessions in the back seat of
cars. 

   Of course, there was that guy at the party.  It was Tony's senior year
at Mizzou, she was lonely and drunk.  She was also hurt and pissed.  She
had just found out about the girl Tony was screwing at school.  His name
was David, she had met him just that night.  He flirted, and she flirted
back.  Somehow, they had ended up naked in a bedroom.  She could still
remember how incredibly horny she was.  He had gone down on her.  Tony
rarely went down there and never for long.  But David made a meal of her,
he went on about how sweet she tasted, and how good her pussy felt.  He
seemed to love eating her and making her squirm. 

   Just as she was approaching orgasm, another couple walked in.  But David
didn't stop.  And she didn't stop him.  The intruders just stood there and
watched the show.  She watched them devour her with their eyes.  She was
naked with her legs spread open.  Her body was on display, so was her need
for release.  Her most intimate self was there, nothing was hidden or held
back, not physically or emotionally. 

   Sam remembered how she locked eyes with the strange girl.  How her
boyfriend ran both hands under her shirt and started to massage her breasts
while the two of them watched Sam slide ever closer to orgasm.  They wanted
her, they both wanted her, and she loved it.  She had always had
exhibitionist fantasies, but this was her first actual experience. 

   It was so dirty and so hot, and David knew what he was doing; she
remembered how she came so hard.  She also remembered that as she came off
the orgasmic high, she felt him rubbing her crease with his cock.  He was
slowly sliding it through her lips and pressing it harder and harder
against her clit.  It felt so delicious as he rubbed it deeper and deeper
into the folds of her folds.  Then it struck her like lightning, he was
about to fuck her. 

   Sam slid her fingers through her dampening folds as she remembered the
feel of David.  As she had so many times before, she used her fingers to
mimic the feeling of his cock rubbing against her.  She slipped a finger
into herself as she continued to relive the night. 

   Even as she felt the tip of David's cock pressing on her, Tony's face
had flashed in her mind.  She had panicked at the thought of another man
having her.  She pushed David away.  The poor guy looked so confused and
disappointed.  But he did not get angry.  He stroked her face and said,
"Are you sure you want me to stop?" 

   She felt guilty about stopping him, he looked so deflated.  She had
badly wanted David, but she just couldn't let herself fuck him.  Still, she
wanted a physical connection, she wanted to please him. 

   With only a little hesitation, she took him into her mouth.  She had
done this for Tony many times and didn't mind doing it, but this was
different.  She wanted David in her mouth.  She was not doing this for
David, she was doing it for herself.  She wanted to be ravished, she wanted
to make him lose control.  She wanted to be wanted.  And unlike the
previous blow jobs she had given, she wanted David's cum. 

   As she took in David's member, she repositioned herself on so that her
ass was in the air pointing at the voyeuristic couple.  She spread her
legs, giving them an unobstructed view of her pussy.  She heard a moan; she
momentarily left David's cock and looked back.  She saw that the girl was
bent forward and being taken from behind.  As they fucked, their eyes were
fixed on her and David.  She remembered how deliciously exposed and slutty
she had felt. 

   She took David deep into her throat and alternately swirled her tongue
around his nearly purple head.  Soon, David groaned that he was going to
cum.  Sam pulled back in with her mouth open; she stroked him a few times
until he exploded.  Normally, she did not like cum in her mouth, but she
welcomed it that night.  David shot a huge load that not only filled her
mouth but her face and breasts as well.  When he was done, David collapsed
onto his back. 

   Covered in cum, Sam turned and sat spread-eagled in front of the other
couple.  She brazenly masturbated for them as they fucked.  Without a word,
the girl motioned for Sam to come to her.  Sam shook her head no and
continued to pleasure herself.  Sam orgasmed with the couple.  When they
were done, the girl walked up to Sam, who was still sitting on the floor.
She bent down and briefly kissed Sam on the lips.  The couple then dressed
without a word and walked out. 

   She and David attempted awkward conversation as they dressed.  He had
asked her for her phone number.  She didn't give it. 

   Still watching Tony, Sam asked herself, "What was it now, 15 years
ago?" 

   Her mind often went back to that night with David.  She could still feel
him pressing against her.  She still remembered his mouth on her.  She
could still remember the smell of him; she could still almost taste him
again.  After all this time the memory still made her feel guilty, and it
also still never failed to arouse her.  Memories of that night had so often
fueled her late-night self-gratification. 

   She often dreamed that she had not stopped David.  Sometimes she dreamt
the other boy took her from behind.  Sometimes Sam even fantasized about
the strange girl going down on her while her boyfriend brought her to
orgasm.  Sam treasured that night as the most erotic of her life. 

   She was very wet now and rubbing herself in earnest. 

   She silently slipped out of bed and removed her T-shirt and panties. 
She went to Tony and pressed against him as he stood at the sink.  She
kissed his shoulders as her arms reached around and caressed his chiseled
pecs.  He wiped the shaving cream off his face, turned around and hugged
her tightly. 

   "Good morning sweetie, how did you sleep?" He then gave her a quick
kiss. 

   Her arms went around his neck, and she pulled her naked body against
his. She gave him a much more intense kiss.  "I woke up feeling a little
frisky." 

   With a sly smile, she added, "Can you help a girl out?" 

   He extricated himself from her embrace, "Sorry, babe, no can do.  I have
an early meeting and just barely have enough time to get a workout in
before." He kissed her on the top of her head, "maybe tonight." With that,
he began dressing. 

   She was disappointed but sadly, not surprised.  Tony had become
increasingly distant over the last year.  She was sure Tony was losing
interest in her.  She told herself not to worry about it, that it was
normal for married couples to slow down after so many years.  But then
again, he was around a lot of women and women liked him a lot. 

   The worrisome voice in the deepest part of her mind added, "And he had
strayed before..." A hint of sadness came over her.  She took a deep breath
and pushed the negative thoughts back to the recesses of her mind.  The
pesky voice was nagging at her more and more lately.  That's why this
weekend needed to be special. 

   She asked, "Will you be home early tonight?  Don't forget Randy and
Hanna are picking us up tomorrow morning at 9 AM, and we will have to drop
the boys off at your mom's first." 

   Tony grumbled, "I'll do the best I can to get home early, but I'm not
making any promises.  I got a lot of crap to get done before we leave for
the trip." With that, he grabbed his gym bag and left. 

   Randy was Tony's older brother and business partner.  Hanna was Randy's
wife and Samantha's best friend.  She and Hanna spent a lot of time
together.  The husbands joked that they were joined at the hip.  The four
of them socialized a couple of times a week.  Beyond that, Sam and Hanna
shopped together, worked out together, attended yoga classes together, and
just generally hung out together. 

   Sam knew she would be lost without Hanna.  Hanna was her spark plug; she
was 100 pounds of sass and mischievous energy.  Hanna had once told her
that her motto was "Life without limits." True to that, there wasn't much
Hanna would not try or say.  Sam often found Hanna to be a challenge, but
she was also responsible for so much of her laughter. 

   The foursome traveled a lot together as well.  But the trip to the lake
this weekend was especially important to Sam.  It was a chance for her and
Tony to reconnect.  It was a chance for Sam to make him see her not just as
a mom, but as a woman. 

   At Hanna's urging, the two women had made a pact to have some fun with
the boys this weekend.  As Hanna put it, "They were going to flirt and
tease and get their sexy on until the boys lost it." They both agreed the
boys needed to be reminded of how lucky they were.  Sam was determined to
make Tony see her as sexy again. 

   Sam and Hanna had bought new very tiny thong bikinis for the occasion.
Sam had no doubt it would catch Tony's attention.  For that matter, Randy
would be getting an eye full of her too.  She had caught Randy checking her
out a few times over the years and she honestly kind of got a thrill from
it.  So, if Randy wanted to stare at her ass in her new little thong, so be
it.  She also knew Tony would love checking Hanna out too. 

   In addition to the swimsuits, Sam and Hanna had a lot of fun buying some
fancy lingerie for the trip as well.  Sam wasn't usually into slutty
lingerie, but Hanna insisted that they treat this trip like a second
honeymoon.  Sam liked that Hanna was pushing her out of her comfort zone.
She needed it, and besides, she felt pretty sexy in the stuff. 

   She looked at herself in the mirror.  She would not have said it out
loud, but she had to admit that she liked what she saw.  She was a classic
leggy blonde.  She had started dying her hair blonde more than 20 years
ago, and the color suited her.  It framed a pretty face lit up by gray-blue
eyes.  At 5 -10" and 135 pounds, she had a lean and athletic build.  But
there was nothing boyish about her.  She had long muscular legs that led to
a tight ass, and hourglass hips.  Her full round C cup breasts were still
holding their own against gravity as they rested just above a flat tummy
with just a hint of ab definition. 

   She got more than her share of attention from men, and She liked it when
their eyes were all over her.  Sometimes she even encouraged it.  When she
was feeling frisky, she sometimes wore no underwear under her tight little
yoga shorts at the gym.  She knew it showed a hint of Camel Toe and that
aroused her.  She loved Tony and would never cheat, but having strange men
want her provided something she needed that Tony was ignoring. 

   A she studied herself, her eyes traveled down to the pronounced curve of
her hips.  She turned and checked out her butt.  She smiled, the years of
yoga and working out had paid dividends.  She turned, and her eyes drifted
to the thick black expanse of hair between her legs. 

   She thought to herself, "Tony had said maybe tonight.  Well, I'll have a
little surprise for him." She imagined herself bald down there.  Then a
tinge of nervousness washed over her.  Hanna was coming over this
morning! 

   Sam couldn't believe that she let Hanna talk her into this morning's
little escapade.  When they were trying on swimsuits together, Sam had
tried on a tiny thong that left a lot of hair sticking out.  A little
embarrassed, Sam had admitted to Hanna that she needed a trim down there. 

   With a grin, Hanna said, "With a suit that tiny you are going to be more
than a trim, you will have to clear cut the whole forest." 

   Sam had seen Hanna naked many times and smirked, "That's a problem you
don't have." 

   "That's the way Randy likes it." Hanna added, "Me too, for that
matter." 

   In a conspiratorial whisper, Sam asked, "Seriously, why do you go all
porn star down there?" 

   Hanna leaned in and whispered, "Honestly, it's about the sex.  Randy
does not like hair in his mouth when he goes down on me, and it really
feels better bare down there anyway.  " 

   Hanna then asked, "I guess Tony likes you natural?" 

   Sam shrugged, and her gaze found the floor.  "He doesn't really care. 
He's not much into oral.  I mean he likes to get it, just not give it." 

   "Tell you what sweetie, you have to get trimmed up anyway, why not
surprise him and go Brazilian?" 

   Sam looked doubtful. 

   Hanna added, "It might just bring him around.  After all, we said we
were going to go full-on sexy this trip!" 

   Sam thought about it for a moment, "You know what, it couldn't hurt. 
I'll do it." She then asked, "Where do you go to get it done?" 

   Hanna replied, "There are a couple different places I go to depending on
my mood, but usually I just do it myself." 

   Hanna saw a pensive look spread across Sam's face. 

   Sam said, "It would be weird to have a strange person messing around
down there, but I don't think I can do it myself." 

   Hanna was surprised, "You mean, you've never cut your pubic hair?" 

   Sam blushed, "Of course I've trimmed it with the scissors.  I just
haven't ever taken it all off." 

   Hanna gave Sam a devilish grin, "What the hell, I could use a touch up
anyway, so let's do each other!" 

   Sam blurted out, "Are you crazy!  That's just weird." 

   Hanna chuckled, "Oh, grow up, it's just hair.  It won't be that bad." 

   Sam wasn't sure how or why, but somehow, she agreed.  That afternoon, it
just seemed like a crazy lark, but now reality sort of set in. 

   Hanna Comes to Call 

   Hanna stood at Sam's front door fighting back near panic.  She was
practically nauseous from the combination of excitement, fear, and nerves.
She tried to calm herself, "It's only Sam, she's your best friend in the
world, and there is nothing to be nervous about." 

   Still, Hanna had had so many fantasies about being with a woman, and
especially with Sam.  Although she knew that Sam was straight and nothing
was going to happen between them, she could not help but feel excited at
the thought of touching Sam so intimately and wondered what would happen if
she tried.  She asked herself, "What if Sam is into being touched?" 

   She dismissed the thought, slowed down her breathing, and rang the
doorbell. 

   Sam answered the door in a big fluffy bathrobe.  She gave Hanna a smile
that did not completely disguise the awkwardness she felt.  "Hi, Hanna.  I
ran the boys over to their soccer camp and just got out of the shower." 

   Trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach, Hanna mustered as much
confidence as she could and said, "Perfect, are you ready to get
started?" 

   Looking away, Sam admitted, "I'm a little nervous and a little
scared." 

   "Of what?" 

   Sam pulled her robe tight around her, "From what I've heard the waxing
is gonna hurt like hell, plus it's going to be weird having you poking
around down there." 

   Hanna grinned at Sam and said, "It doesn't hurt all that bad, and I
promise I won't poke anything." 

   Sam returned Hanna's smile, "Funny, that's what Tony said our first
time. I was sure I was going to get pregnant." 

   Hanna placed her hand on Sam's shoulder, looked her in the eye, and
solemnly reassured her, "Baby, no matter what, you have my word that I
won't get you pregnant." 

   "Ya, Tony said that too." 

   They both laughed, and the banter seemed to release the tension from
both of them. 

   Sam asked, "So where do you think we should do this?" 

   Hanna replied, "Let's throw some towels on the bed.  It's the right
height, and you'll be comfortable." 

   "I don't think comfortable is going to happen." 

   Hanna took Sam's hand and led her upstairs.  "Trust me, you might even
like it." 

   Sam giggled, "Yup, Tony said that too." 

   Sam spread a couple of towels on the bed while Hanna got her supplies
ready.  When everything was set up, Hanna looked at Sam and said, "It's the
moment of truth, take off your robe and lay down." 

   Sam slipped the robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.  To
Hanna's surprise, Sam was completely nude.  She sort of expected Sam would
be embarrassed and wear a top. 

   Even though Hanna had seen Sam naked before, it was always at the gym,
and it was never quite this personal.  Almost as if seeing her for the
first time, Hanna took in the sight of her naked friend.  As she looked at
Sam, the butterflies in her stomach took flight again.  Hanna savored the
sight of her long, toned legs that led to the hourglass hips.  Hanna's eyes
came to rest on Sam's round heavy breasts crowned with the smallish pale
brown areolas. 

   Sam scolded her, "For Pete sakes stop staring.  I am self-conscious
enough already." 

   Hanna was embarrassed at being caught looking.  In an attempt to defuse
her embarrassment, she chided, "You can't blame me for staring, that's a
hell of a lot of bush right there." 

   Sam retorted, "Oh whatever.  Let's just get started." With that, she
laid on the bed with her feet draped over the sides. 

   Hanna grabbed Sam's ankles and placed her feet on the bed.  She then
pushed Sam's knees open.  There before her was Sam's kitty.  Hanna almost
couldn't believe this was really happening. 

   She said, "Here's how this is going to go.  I am going to apply the
sugar compound to your hair, and then press a strip over it and pull.  It
will hurt a little bit, but I will press down with my palm immediately
after that, which will help alleviate the sting." 

   She added, "After I am done, I will apply some oil which will also help
with stinging and help prevent ingrown hairs." 

   Hanna used a flat stick to apply the thick gooey mixture.  Sam's initial
embarrassment of lying spread-eagled in front of her friend subsiding
quicker than Sam had anticipated.  The pulling of the first strip had
completely changed her focus.  For Sam, the next few minutes were a blur of
moderate pain and the fear of excruciating pain.  At first, it felt weird
when Hanna would press her palm down on her, but Hanna was right; it did
help relieve the stinging.  Within a few minutes, Hanna had removed the
hair from Sam's vulva and the rest of her bikini area. 

   Sam looked down at Hanna, "That wasn't so bad.  I guess we're done?" 

   Hanna replied, "Afraid not, you still have a lot of hair on your lips
and around your butt.  If you wear a thong, it has to go too." 

   Hanna hoped that Sam could not feel the sweat on her palms.  As she bent
over her work, her face was literally inches away from Sam's coochie.  Her
mind was reeling from a combination of arousal and nervousness.  She pushed
back her impulse to touch Sam more intimately.  Up until now, she had not
really touched Sam anywhere too personal, but that was about to change. 
She desperately hoped Sam would not freak out. 

   In a soothing voice, she asked Sam, "This is going to get a little
personal, are you okay?" 

   Until now Hanna had been using an applicator, she now used her fingers
to spread the sugaring compound on Sam's right labia and groin.  She could
feel Sam tense. 

   Hanna asked, "Are you okay?" 

   Sam nodded 

   Hanna pressed the strip down and then quickly pulled up.  Sam jerked and
let out a brief squeal. 

   Hanna quickly pressed her hand down on Sam's increasingly reddening
lips. 

   Sam's mind was buzzing.  She couldn't believe that her friend was
touching her down there.  She was also distinctly aware of Hanna's fingers
resting near her clit. 

   Hanna gently rubbed her friend and asked, "Are you still okay." 

   Sam answered, "Yes, but this is getting kinda weird." 

   Hanna repeated the process on Sam's left groin and labia.  Again, she
relished the idea of blatantly placing her hand on Sam's most intimate
self. She was also very happy that Sam seemed to be okay with being
touched. 

   Sam asked, "Are we done?" 

   "Not quite yet," Hanna said, "we have one more to do, pull your knees up
to your chest." 

   "What?!" 

   Hanna said, "I need to get around your butt, now pull your knees up to
your chest." 

   Sam reluctantly complied, although it was humiliating to have her friend
staring at her butt hole. 

   Hanna again used her finger to apply the sugaring compound around Sam's
butt hole and perineum.  Hanna applied the strip and ripped off the hair. 

   Hanna decided to push it.  She said, "Now comes the weird part." 

   Sam nervously laughed, "There's no way it can get weirder than this." 

   "I am going to check you for stray hairs." With that, Hanna tentatively
ran her fingers up each side of Sam's labia.  She then gently spread the
outer lips and slid her thumbs in Sam's pink folds. 

   Sam's mind was reeling.  She thought, "My God, is Hanna is really
feeling me up." She was embarrassed, shocked, and surprised that it was
also a little bit titillating. 

   Hanna was practically shaking with nervous excitement.  She was also
very aware of the increasing throbbing in her own pussy. 

   In a horse whisperer, she told Sam, "I got all the hair and am going to
clean you up and put oil on you now." 

   Sam lay motionless on the bed and tried to sort out what was really
going on.  She knew Hanna was taking this further than she needed to.  But
why?  She was always kinda ballsy and like to mess with her head.  Was she
just playing around, or was Hanna into girls? 

   Sam was surprised by the feel of a soft, damp, warm cloth on her.  She
felt Hanna wiping, no rubbing her sex.  Intermittently she felt Hanna's
hand gently stroking the freshly wiped skin.  Sam was surprised to find how
pleasant it was to feel the cloth and hand caressing her.  Her body began
to respond as the sensation of awkwardness became mixed with pleasure. 

   Hanna poured the oil liberally on her hands and began rubbing it into
Sam's bikini area.  She slowly worked her way further and further down as
she massaged it into Sam's swelling vulva.  She applied more oil and began
massaging her friend's twat with her thumbs.  She did long, deliberate
strokes starting near Sam's ass and sliding up both sides of her slit. 
With each stroke, Hanna's thumbs met and caressed Sam's swelling clit. 

   Sam felt her body responding.  She was embarrassed that Hanna would feel
her growing wetness.  She couldn't imagine what Hanna would think if she
believed that Sam was becoming aroused. 

   Hanna was thrilled to see that Sam's hips began to push down, urging her
thumbs towards her clit.  There was also an unmistakable accumulation of
Sam's own lubricant mingling with the oil. 

   Sam's mind was boiling with mixed emotions as her friend gently massaged
her sex.  She felt the heat building in her.  On the one hand, she was
still uncomfortable with what was going on, but on the other, she was
surprised at how lovely Hanna's hands felt on her.  It'd been a long time
since someone had lavished so much attention on her.  She knew that she had
to stop now or this was going to get out of hand.  She said, "Hanna, you
better stop.  This is getting a little intense." 

   Hanna was emboldened by Sam's obvious reaction, and she decided to throw
caution to the wind.  She asked, "Okay, but can I ask a favor?" 

   Sam cautiously asked, "What?" 

   "I have never really ever seen a vajayjay up close and personal like
this, and I have always been curious." She added, "Can I, you know, check
you out?" 

   "You see everything down there already!" 

   Hanna answered, "That's different, you know what I mean." 

   Sam was still struggling with her emotions.  She really felt this was
kind of fucked-up, but still, she had to admit she kind of like being
touched.  Finally, she said to herself, "What the fuck, it's only Hanna,
and this is about as strange as it could get anyway.  Let's see what she
has in mind." 

   Sam tentatively nodded to her friend. 

   Hanna gazed lovingly at her friend's sex.  She was taken by the
prominent mound above her pussy, and the large clit protruding from her
slit.  Sam's arousal was obvious, her lips were puffy, pink and wet.  Now,
Hanna touched Sam without pretense.  She was going to touch her just to
touch her, and she was pretty sure that Sam welcomed it. 

   Trying to sound more whimsical than turned on, Hanna playfully poked
Sam's sex, and commented, "I never realized that a Vag could be kinda
cute." 

   With mock exasperation Sam replied, "I really need to get new
friends." 

   Sam then felt Hanna's fingers stroking and gently squeezing her swollen
labia.  Then a gentle pull on her inner lips.  It felt very pleasant. 

   Hanna slid her thumbs through Sam's damp slit, and then spread it open,
reveling Sam's inner self. 

   Softly Hanna said, "You should keep your pussy shaved.  It really is
quite pretty." 

   Sam felt one of Hanna's fingers gently circling the entrance to her
vault.  They then moved up to her clit.  She felt a finger against each
side of her bud and then a gentle squeeze.  As Hanna teased her clit, a
wave of pleasure radiated from Sam's core through her body.  She then felt
a thumb rubbing a slow circle on the swollen little organ. 

   A moan escaped Sam's lips.  Hanna watched Sam's body increasingly react
to her attentions.  Watching Sam's hips begin to rock rhythmically to her
touch was seductive.  She desperately wanted to taste Sam's coochie but
knew that would be going too far. 

   She whispered to Sam, "Does it feel good sweetie?" 

   Between heavy breaths, Sam replied, "This is messed up, but fuck it
feels wonderful." 

   Hanna continued rubbing her clit and said, "I like your clit.  It's a
lot bigger than mine." 

   Sam was now grinding against Hanna's thumb, and her pussy had become a
hot, wet, needy thing. 

   Hanna used her other hand to again circle Sam's entrance.  She slipped
in two fingers and found Sam's G spot.  She pressed and stoked the swollen
flesh.  Hanna was enthralled by warm wetness that enveloped her fingers. 
She whispered, "Sammy, you're so wet and hot." 

   Sam was lost in the sensations she was feeling.  When she felt Hanna's
fingers slip inside of her, Sam's initial response was to stop her.  She
thought, "It was one thing to let Hanna play with me a little bit, but
letting her finger fuck me is just too much." However, the feeling of Hanna
rubbing her G spot was overwhelming.  In all the years that she had been
with Tony, he only brushed against it a few times.  This was the most
intense feeling she ever had. 

   Maybe it was because she was horny from this morning, maybe it was
because she wanted to experiment and trusted Hanna, or maybe it was because
she needed to be wanted by someone; whatever the reason, a tumbler deep
inside Sam clicked into place.  What was once unthinkable now seemed
inviting, even necessary.  She closed her eyes and relished the growing
heaviness in her core.  She knew the feeling well and that it would
eventually build to orgasm. 

   Sam's hips involuntarily rose to meet Hanna's touch, and Hanna was
struck by the beauty of her friend stretched out before her.  The sight of
Sam moving under her touch and look of pure pleasure on her face was an
intense turn-on for Hanna.  Moreover, the thought that Sam was surrendering
herself to her almost overwhelmed Hanna.  She felt an irresistible desire
to bring her mouth to her friend.  She said, "Oh sweetie, you look so
beautiful." And with that, she bent over and ran her tongue through Sam's
drenched pussy and over her clit. 

   Hanna's first taste of a woman was an intoxicating blend of tart and
salty.  An uncontrollable urge to devour her friend washed over Hanna.  She
wanted to suck up every drop of Sam's arousal.  Her mouth greedily
entrapped Sam's pussy. 

   The feeling of Hanna's tongue on her sent shock waves of pleasure
through Sam.  It also set off alarm bells in Sam's head.  As wonderful as
it was to have Hanna exploring, she couldn't let Hanna go down on her.  It
was just wrong.  With regret, she pushed her away and said, "No Hanna,
don't do that." 

   Disappointed, Hanna continued to finger Sam's clit and inner vault.  She
pushed deep and massaged Sam's cervix.  Sam, groaned, and her hands went to
her breasts, rubbing her nipples. 

   Sam was close, she hooked her legs around Hanna's back.  "Oh God, you're
going to make me cum." 

   Hanna whispered, "Relax and just let it happen." 

   Her breathing ragged, Sam surrendered to the feelings and let herself go
over the blissful edge.  She said nothing but desperately wanted Hanna's
tongue to return.  She put her hand over Hanna's and pressed it hard
against herself.  She let out several almost animalistic whimpers as her
back arched and her thighs clamped tightly around her friends' hand. 

   The sight of her sister-in-law's orgasm was too much for Hanna, and she
too reached release.  As she succumbed to orgasm, she laid her head on her
friend's lower belly.  Her mouth was just inches away from tempting sex. 
She could smell the arousal on her, and so wanted another taste.  As she
lay there taking in the aroma, she felt her friend's hands gently caress
her hair.  After a few seconds, Sam pushed Hanna's head away and sat up. 

   Catching her breath, Sam stared at Hanna for a few seconds and asked,
"Okay, what the fuck was that about?" 

   Hanna had a hard time meeting Sam's gaze.  She had wanted this,
truthfully, she wanted more.  But now that it was over, shame washed over
her.  She was afraid that she had gone too far.  She was afraid that Sam
was angry, and she was embarrassed that Sam would think that she was some
sort for sex deviant. 

   She said, "I'm sorry, it just kind of happened." She added, "Are you mad
at me, am I terrible?" 

   Sam's face softened, "I'm not sure how I feel, surprised, confused
maybe, but I'm not mad at you." 

   They sat silently for a few seconds, and then Sam added, "I've been your
best friend for years, why didn't you tell me you were a lesbian?" 

   Hanna was shocked, "I'm not a lesbian!  I've never done anything like
this before.  I don't know, I think I was just curious.  One thing led to
another, and I just got carried away." 

   "So, your bi?" Sam asked 

   "I don't know.  I always thought of myself as straight, but lately, I've
just been kind of curious what it would be like to be with a girl.  It's
one of Randy's big fantasies, and I guess he got me thinking." She paused
and added, "I have to admit I really liked getting you off, so maybe I am a
little bisexual." 

   Sam shrugged her robe around herself, "This is a lot to process sissy."
After a few seconds, she added, "Look, we played around a little bit, it
was fucked up but fun.  But we can't ever do it again.  We can't have some
sort of lesbian thing going on.  It will fuck up our friendship and our
marriages." 

   "So, you thought it was fun too?" 

   Sam had a look of mild exasperation.  "Hello, you just made me a hot
mess." 

   Sam added, "I'd be lying if I didn't say I liked it a little bit too. 
And I will admit that I have had my share of kinky fantasies, but they are
just that...  fantasies." 

   Hanna took Sam's hand, "Are we going to be okay?  Is it going to be
weird between us?" 

   Sam hugged Hanna and reassured her, "Of course we will be okay, it's
just a thing that happened." 

   She added, "I suppose not unusual.  I guess a lot of women experiment
with other women." 

   Hanna smiled, "Good because you still have to wax me." 

   Sam groaned, "Okay, but you're not getting anything but hair removal." 

   Hanna stripped, climbed on the bed, and assumed the position.  Sam moved
between her legs and looked down at her sister-in-law.  She had always
known that Hanna was cute but had never really seen her.  Hanna's dark
brown hair framed her almost girlish face.  Sam also gazed almost
affectionately at Hanna's soft brown eyes that nearly gleamed in the
sunlight.  She was struck by how much Hanna resembled a brunette pixie
version of Christine Bell. 

   Sam let her eyes wander over her petite friend's body.  She had seen
Hanna naked many times but never really paid close attention.  Sam guessed
that she could not be more than 5'4" tall and had absolutely no fat on her.
It was a runner's body, both lean and sinuous.  She had smallish pert
breasts accented by very long, dark, nipples. 

   Hanna's nipples were fully erect, and Sam thought that they must be
almost an inch long. 

   Sam's gaze traveled down her well-defined abs to almost boyish hips. 
Her eyes came to rest between Hanna's legs.  As she looked, she began to
understand Hanna's curiosity. 

   She thought, "Vaginas really are amazing looking.  "Hanna's lips were
kind of puffy, and even with her legs spread, you could not see the inner
lips.  She also noticed that Hanna was very wet.  Almost unconsciously, she
ran her thumb across her friends slit confirming what her eyes told her. 

   She said, "Wow, you're really soaked down here.  You really got worked
up, didn't you?" 

   Hanna squirmed a little at her sister-in-law's touch.  She blushed
furiously, "God, this is embarrassing, I'm so sorry." 

   Sam smiled, "Welcome to my world." 

   Still blushing Hanna said, "Hand me the rag, and I'll clean up a bit." 

   Instead, Sam took the cloth, pressed gently, and ran it across her
friend's sex.  Again, Hanna squirmed at the touch. 

   Sam's curiosity was piqued.  She never seen a kitty from this angle
before, much less ever touched one.  She thought to herself, "What the hell
she started this, and I will never have an opportunity like this again." 

   Sam said, "Don't make a big deal out of this sweetie." 

   She removed the cloth, and delicately brushed her fingers over the
length of Hanna's sex.  Again, Hanna's hips rose slightly to the touch. 
More curious than aroused, Sam slipped her fingers between Hanna's slippery
labia and spread them.  Sam marveled at the feel of a wet pussy.  She
slowly glided her finger upwards until she brushed against Hanna's hard
little nub.  Hanna's back arched in response to Sam's touch.  Under her
breath, Hanna let out a soft moan. 

   Sam was intrigued by the silky texture of Hanna's little clam.  Sam
thought, "Why not, we've come this far." 

   She slipped her thumb into her friend's soft wet hole.  She spent
several seconds exploring Hanna's inner contours.  Hanna opened her legs as
wide as she could to accommodate Sam's exploration. 

   Sam looked down at Hanna, her eyes were closed and she had a look of
complete ecstasy on her face.  A feeling of affection washed over Sam, and
she felt compelled to give Hanna pleasure. 

   Sam found the spongy swollen flesh of Hanna's G spot.  She was surprised
at how easy it was to find and wondered why Tony seemed so incapable of
it. 

   Hanna moaned.  "Please don't tease me, Sammy!" 

   While still rubbing her G spot, Sam placed her other thumb on Hanna's
clit and lightly massaged it.  Without thinking, she bent forward and took
one of Hanna's long nipples in her mouth.  She gently sucked and rolled her
tongue over the swollen bud. 

   The effect on Hanna was intense, she was practically writhing on the
bed. Sam cooed, "Are you going to Hanna?  Let me see you cum like I did." 

   After about thirty seconds, Hanna's breath caught, and she went stiff,
Sam felt her friends inner walls swell and squeeze.  Suddenly, Sam's hands
were coated in a warm flood of milky liquid. 

   Hanna went limp on the bed and exhaled, "Fuck, That was awesome!" 

   Sam was enthralled by what she had just done and witnessed.  It was so
naughty, sort of deliciously perverse.  It felt empowering too.  For those
few brief seconds, Hanna was helpless putty in her hands.  She was truly
surprised to find that touching and being touched by a woman could be so
erotic. 

   Sam giggled, "That was kind of fun, but now let's get you cleaned up." 

   She took the cloth and cleaned off her friend.  She then began the
process of hair removal.  Through the process, there was an awkward silence
between the women. 

   When they were done, Sam looked seriously at Hanna and said, "Remember,
today was a one-time thing, and we never tell anybody about it.  Especially
our husbands." 

   Hanna nodded agreement 

   That night Sam eagerly waited for Tony to get home so she could show him
her new "haircut".  The morning's events had left her hot and bothered. 
She waited for him until nearly 9 o'clock and then received a text from
Tony, "...  Randy and I are going for some beers...  be home in a while."
At 11, she gave up and went to bed. 

   As Sam laid in bed, her mind replayed the events of the morning.  She
relived Hanna's touch, and her mind explored the possibilities of what
could have happened if she had not stopped Hanna.  Sam's fingers found her
clit, and she mimicked what Hanna had done to her just a few hours before.
She fantasized about Hanna's fingers deep inside of her.  In her mind, she
allowed Hanna's tongue to find her.  Sam came hard as she thought about
Hanna's greedy mouth on her sex.  She was asleep before Tony came home. 

   Friday Morning 

   Sam awoke early.  She knew they had a lot to do before Randy and Hanna
came to get them, so she dragged herself from the bed and headed for the
shower.  As she came out of the shower, she saw Tony at the sink washing
the sleep out of his eyes.  He turned to face her.  His eyes were
immediately drawn to her now hairless crotch.  A look of surprise crossed
his face. 

   He said, "That's different." 

   "I needed to clean up down there because of my new swimsuit.  Do you
like it?" 

   He stood close to her and ran the back of his hand across her smooth
sex. He grinned, "I like it very much." 

   He began massaging her pussy.  It felt foreign to him, almost like he
was touching another woman. 

   The absence of hair seemed to make Tony's touch more intimate.  Sam was
surprised by the intensity of what his fingers were doing to her.  She laid
her head against his chest as he slipped a finger into her.  As she became
wetter, she felt a growing sense of need. 

   She implored, "Go down on me, Tony.  Lick my little bald kitty." 

   The novelty of her now smooth skin fueled his desire.  Without
hesitation, he dropped to his knees, and his mouth found her.  He liked the
way she felt in his mouth. 

   Sam's knees quickly began to get weak with pleasure.  Her hands went to
the back of his head and pulled him into her. 

   Suddenly she heard the all-too-familiar thunder of the boys charging up
the stairs towards their room.  Travis burst through the door just as Sam
was able to get a towel wrapped around herself.  "Get up you guys.  We have
to get breakfast, and you need to take us over to grandma's!" 

   Tony snapped at the boys, "What have I told you about coming in our room
without knocking!" 

   The boys looked sheepishly at the ground and sulked back down the
stairs, closing the door behind them. 

   Sam dropped the towel again.  Tony groaned, "I hate to say it, but
they're right, we need to get moving around." 

   Sam sighed in frustration, "Maybe we can finish this at the cabin
tonight?" 

   She was thrilled by his response.  He gave her a devilish grin and said,
"You bet your ass we will finish this tonight." 

   As planned, they packed their bags and some supplies and then ran the
boys over to Sam's parents.  When they got home, they hurried to finish up
with packing and were just barely ready as Randy and Hanna pulled into the
drive. 

   As was usual Tony and Randy sat up front and talked about golf, work,
and fishing.  The girls rode silently in the back seat of Randy's suburban.
About fifteen minutes into the trip, Sam looked over and saw that Hanna had
her eyes closed but had a big smile on his face. 

   Sam asked her, "What are you smiling about?" 

   Hanna opened her eyes and smiled at Sam, "Nothing much, just what a nice
morning I had yesterday." 

   Sam blushed and discreetly slapped Hanna's thigh. 

   Tony turned to the back seat, "Did you two do anything special?" 

   Hanna answered, "Oh, nothing you want to hear about.  It was just a
pleasant morning." 

   Randy smirked, "They probably went shopping." 

   It took nearly four hours to reach the cabin.  They found it at the end
of a poorly maintained gravel road that wound for over a mile from the
state blacktop through the woods.  As the foursome approached, they were
greeted by a well-maintained "A" frame style cabin.  It sat nestled in the
woods and was surrounded by a deck that appeared to wrap around all four
sides. 

   The group got out of the car, stretched their legs, and took a quick
walk around the deck. 

   Hanna smiled, "This is just beautiful." 

   Tony added, "This is perfect, I don't see a sign of civilization
anywhere." 

   Randy gave his brother a slap on the back, "I told you this would be
perfect.  When I checked it out on the net, the page described the place as
"a picturesque cabin on a quiet cove known for fishing." 

   As the four made their way around to the back, they were greeted by a
large rear deck with an expansive view of the lake.  Stairs led down to a
path that meandered to the water.  At the water's edge, a small dock moored
pontoon boat sat on the placid water. 

   Sam leaned over the deck rail and savored the beauty of the view.  Tony
came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.  She said, "I
love this, it's perfect." 

   The tranquility was interrupted by Hanna's gleeful outburst, "Yes! 
There's a freaking hot tub." 

   They all laughed in unison, and Sam observed, "I guess we know what
we're doing tonight." 

   In a conspiratorial whisper, Hanna leaned in and told Randy, "I have a
surprise for you when we use the tub tonight." 

   Randy grinned and gave his wife a slap on the ass. 

   Tony suggested they check out the inside, so Randy pulled the key out of
his pocket and opened the back door.  As they entered, they saw a
good-sized kitchen with lots of counter space, a prep island, and a dinette
with seating for four.  Almost the entire back of the kitchen was made of
glass windows looking across the deck to the lake.  An open arch led into
the family room.  Their attention was immediately drawn to a beautiful
stone fireplace surrounded by a large sectional couch and a few overstuffed
easy chairs. 

   They found that a small powder room and large closet completed the main
floor. 

   Stairs led up to the cabin's loft.  On the second floor, they found a
large loft bedroom with two queen size beds, two large dressers, and a
loveseat at the foot of the bed.  The back wall of the bedroom was entirely
glass, looking down on the deck and the scenic lake. 

   Sam shouted, "Dibs on this room!" 

   Hanna opened an adjoining door assuming it was a second bedroom.  She
was greeted by a large beautifully decorated on suite bathroom featuring a
big walk-in shower and corner Jacuzzi bathtub. 

   Hanna exclaimed, "Sammy, check out this bathroom." 

   Sammy leaned in and surveyed the room.  When she noticed the shower, she
let out a short whistle and added, "Man, all four of us could fit in that
shower." 

   Randy chimed in, "There's a thought.  I like the way your mind works." 

   Hanna gave him a playful punch to the shoulder.  "Settle down boy, take
Tony with you, and get our bags." 

   Randy playfully grumbled, "You're no fun." 

   Hanna pinched his rear and said, "We will see about that." 

   Tony looked around and questioned, "Randy, where's the second
bedroom." 

   Randy shrugged and said, "I don't know, the website said two queen size
beds that sleep four, so I assumed there were two bedrooms.  I guess we're
going to have to share." 

   Tony, still remembering his wife's new look and their interrupted
session that morning, was disappointed by the lack of privacy.  Still, he
figured they were there to fish, "Well, we have done it before.  No big
deal." 

   The two of them headed out of the room and down to the car to get the
bags. 

   When the boys were out of earshot, Sam said to Hanna, "Well this sucks.
This was supposed to be a romantic getaway, and our beds are only two feet
apart.  This is going to put a cramp on our sex life." 

   Hanna chuckled, "Fuck that!  If Randy wants to play, you are just going
to have to close your eyes and ears." 

   Sam gave her an astonished look, "What has gotten into you?  First, you
molest me, and now you want to give Tony and me a live sex show." 

   Hanna retorted, "First, I seem to remember we molested each other, and
second if you and Tony don't want to watch that's fine.  I'm just saying
that I am getting laid this weekend privacy or not, and the more, the
better." 

   Sam was wearing an expression that Hanna couldn't read. 

   Hanna added, "Chill out.  Let's just cross that bridge when we come to
it." 

   Sam felt a twinge in her loins as her mind flashed back to a night
fifteen years ago.  She smiled at Hanna, "Well, at least keep the lights
off and hold the noise down." 

   Hanna put her arm around her friend.  "No promises." 

   Sam's smile faded as another thought occurred her.  "Shit, I thought we
had separate bedrooms.  I didn't bring any pajamas." 

   Hanna shrugged.  "No big deal, I didn't either.  We have shared rooms
before, and the boys have seen us in our underwear more than once." 

   Sam looked at her.  "You don't get it.  All I brought was the slutty
stuff we bought specially for this trip.  I didn't even bring big T-shirts
to cover up.  I'm afraid Randy may see a lot more of me than he is used
to." 

   Hanna shrugged, "So what.  We intended to get the boys a little worked
up, that's why we brought the micro bikinis.  Your slut wear can't be any
tinier than those things." 

   Sam crossed her arms.  "Swimsuits and underwear are different, and you
know it.  And, some of the stuff are practically sheer." 

   Hanna grinned.  "Good.  Look, we wanted to make sure the boys remembered
we were women, not just moms.  If seeing us in those bikinis and sexy
panties does the trick, then I am good with it.  And if you prancing around
half-naked gets Randy worked up, I will get to reap the benefits." 

   Sam felt a surge of excitement wash across her.  She had never admitted
to anyone that she got a little thrill from letting Randy see her in her
underwear.  And it always excited her when she caught him checking her out.
She also suspected that Tony kind of liked her being on display.  She
thought to herself, "Hanna might be onto something.  It will be hot teasing
Randy a little, and I know Tony will be drooling all over Hanna's little
ass." 

   Sam looked intently at Hanna.  "You won't get mad if I tease Randy
little bit?" 

   Hanna took Sam's hand.  "Girl, I hope you drive him out of his mind."
She added, "It won't be hard either, he's always thought you were a
hottie." 

   Sam hugged Hanna.  "Same here.  I have caught Tony checking you out more
than once.  I think this weekend is going to get interesting." 

   As they hugged, Hanna whispered, "Just let me know if anything begins to
bother you or Tony." 

   At that moment Tony and Randy walked in the room.  Seeing the girls
hugging each other prompted Tony to tease, "Whoa, do you want us to give
you two some alone time?" 

   Sam looked at her husband, grinned and in a fake exasperated voice said,
"What is it with men and their lesbian fantasies." 

   Hanna slid her arm around Sam's waist.  "Yeah, in what fucked up
alternate universe do you think Sammy, and I would ever play around?" 

   Randy chimed in, "You can't blame us for dreaming." 

   Sammy gave him a quizzical look.  "You're kidding, right?  You really
would want to see that?" 

   Tony added, "You have to admit it would be fucking hot." 

   Sammy crinkled her nose.  "Ewww." 

   When the boys turned to put the bags on the bed, Hanna was surprised to
feel Sam's hand discreetly slide over her ass and apply a gentle squeeze. 

   Hanna looked at her questioningly.  She received an impish grin in
return.  Without a word, that grin said, "If only they knew." 

   The four quickly unpacked and settled in.  It was now close to 2 o'clock
in the afternoon, and they had not had lunch yet so they went down to the
kitchen and put together a light snack of cheese, crackers, and fruit. 
They then made some rum and Cokes and congregated in the family room to
discuss the rest of their day. 

   Sam and Hanna suggested they go into town and knock around for a while
before having an early supper. 

   When the guys frowned, Hanna added, "When we get back, we can hit the
hot tub, then climb in our jammies and watch a racy movie on Netflix." 

   Sam gave Hanna a hard stare.  She knew damn well that they didn't have
jammies.  Lying around half-naked watching softcore porn was pushing things
a bit too far. 

   Randy and Tony liked the last part of the plan, and since it was too
late to golf or take the boat out, they thought it best to let the girls
have their way. 

   They returned from supper at around just around sunset.  Randy and Tony
prepped the hot tub while the girls opened a bottle of champagne.  The four
then went upstairs to change into their swimsuits. 

   The girls grabbed their new bikinis and headed to the bathroom to
change. The guys stayed behind and quickly stripped and put their suits
on. 

   Several minutes later they heard a cheerful, "Ready or not here we
come!" 

   When Hanna and Sam came out of the bathroom, the boys were almost
speechless.  The girls were wearing tiny little swimsuits that they never
expected to see on their wives. 

   Tony's eyes were immediately drawn to Hanna.  The tiny brunette's
swimsuit consisted of nothing more than black strings holding two little
red triangles over her breasts, with another triangle covering her crotch.
He soaked in the sight of her well-defined abs and slim hips.  He looked at
her face and saw her warm brown eyes fixed on him and a teasing smile.  He
glanced at Sam and saw that she too had caught him staring.  She had the
same naughty little grin. 

   Randy admired his wife and then his eyes locked on Sam.  He had seen her
in swimsuits before, usually one-pieces or modest bikinis but nothing like
this.  She wore a white strapless top that pushed her breasts up and
together, creating impressive cleavage that threatened to spill over the
top.  He wondered how close her nipples were to being exposed.  Randy's
eyes followed the generous curve of Sam's hips and locked onto her
crotch. 

   Tony pulled his stare from Hanna and followed his brother's gaze to his
wife's crotch.  A thrill rose in him as he watched his brother fixate on
his wife's sexy bikini.  The bottoms were nothing more than a white strip
between her legs held up by an elastic strap.  He thought to himself, "No
wonder she shaved, there's no way she can have any hair in that little
thing." 

   Both men also noticed the slightest outline of a camel toe. 

   Hanna broke the silence, "We promised you a treat, what do you think?" 

   Randy breathed, "Holy shit!" and Tony added, "You both look fucking
hot." 

   Sam felt Randy's stare almost devouring her, and her face getting flush.
She was relieved when Hanna broke the tension.  She responded to the men's
comments, "Good answer." 

   She and Hanna spun and started for the tub that waited downstairs. 

   When the girls turned, the guys saw that both suits were thongs.  The
backs, if you could call them that, disappeared between the girl's gorgeous
butt checks only to emerge at the top.  To their delight, they enjoyed the
sight of two plump naked butts. 

   Tony and Randy watched the two bare little sets of cheeks wiggling
toward the stairs.  They smiled at each other, bumped fists, and
enthusiastically followed. 

   With champagne in hand, the foursome converged on the tub.  They sat
boy-girl-boy-girl.  The tub was not overly large, leaving them practically
shoulder to shoulder.  It felt intimate and cozy.  Feet were intertwined in
the well, and hands seemed to naturally land on thighs.  The men enjoyed
the feeling of bare feminine flesh on either side. 

   Under a bright moon, they soaked, they cuddled, they chatted, flirted
and laughed.  As always, they enjoyed each other's company, it felt
familiar and comfortable.  However, tonight there was an underlying sexual
tension in the air that was new to all of them.  There had always been a
little innocent flirting among them; the occasional stolen glance or
slightly provocative comment, but tonight it was bolder and more overt. 

   The four managed to finish the bottle in less than twenty minutes.  As
Tony finished his second glass, he kissed his wife, "Sammy, be a good girl
and get another bottle." 

   She protested, "Why don't you go get it?" 

   "Because I want to watch your sweet ass wiggle to the kitchen." 

   With a chuckle, Randy added, "You can't argue with his logic." 

   In fake exasperation, Sam replied, "Fine." 

   As she stood, it was obvious her suit was made for sunning, not
swimming. She noticed all three of her tub mates staring at her.  She
looked down and saw the reason for their fascination.  Her top had slipped
down, exposing half of her areolas.  Worse, her bottoms were poorly lined
and were pasted to her pussy, leaving little to the imagination, and for
good measure, the white fabric had become a bit transparent. 

   She should have been mortified, and any other night she would have
thrown her hands over her herself and ran.  Not tonight, she had been
excited by the boys staring at her, and the feeling of them rubbing against
her in the tub.  Hanna had given her permission to tease, and she wanted to
be leered at.  Knowing that Tony and especially Randy were probably getting
turned on excited her inner exhibitionist.  She thought to herself, "Enjoy
boys." 

   Rather than adjust her bikini, she paused and deliberately wrang water
from her hair, giving her voyeurs a few extra seconds to enjoy the show. 
She then crawled out of the tub and slowly made her way to the kitchen,
adding a little extra sway to her hips as she walked.  Tony, Randy, and
even Hanna stared at every departing step. 

   Hanna broke the spell, "Put your tongues back in your mouths,
perverts." 

   Randy said, "Bro if you want help tappin' that just say so, I am here
for ya." 

   Tony responded, "Shit it might take both of us.  The way I feel I might
not last long." 

   Sam heard the remarks.  She was surprised by Randy's crudeness; it was
so unlike him.  He was always the strong, reserved type.  She was even more
surprised that Tony wasn't upset that his brother had blatantly offered to
fuck her.  A thrill ran through her and settled between her legs. 

   Randy's comment sent Tony's mind back to his college days.  One weekend
Randy had come up to visit with his girlfriend, Stacy.  They had decided to
go to a frat party, so Tony called Amber to come along.  Tony and Amber
were more or less friends with benefits.  Both had significant others back
home, and they sometimes hooked up to take off the edge.  For both, it was
a perfect relationship; no strings, no commitments.  It also helped that
Amber was a wild woman.  She was up for anything, anywhere. 

   They hung at the party for a couple hours and then made their way back
to Tony's place.  They did some shots and burned a few buds.  Somehow a
strip poker game got started.  Soon they were all naked, and the brothers
found themselves sitting side-by-side on the couch getting blow jobs. 

   He remembered that they exchanged a look and grinned.  It was one of
those looks that brothers can share that say entire sentences without a
word.  They pushed their girlfriend's away from their dicks and towards
each other.  Soon Amber was blowing Randy while his Stacy was sucking Tony
off like his was the last cock on earth. 

   That night they shared the girls in just about every conceivable
combination.  They swapped back and forth, they spit roasted both girls and
watched as the other hooked up with both women at the same time.  At one
point they managed to double penetrate Amber while she went down on Stacy.
They even sat by side-by-side on the couch and stroked off while watching
the girls pleasure each other. 

   Over the next few months, they had a couple more threesomes with Stacy,
and she even came up once to visit Tony without Randy. 

   Sometimes Tony missed those days.  He loved Hanna like a sister, all be
it an incredibly hot sister that he wouldn't mind fucking.  But he could
not help but wonder what would've happened if Stacy and Randy got married
instead.  He also often wondered if he should have married a girl more like
Amber.  They both had great wives, but they were so reserved.  He couldn't
imagine sweet little Hanna or Sam ever being that adventurous. 

   That's what had him hot and bothered now.  Who would have ever believed
that their shy little wives would be acting so sexy?  It was so unlike them
to flirt and prance around in next to nothing bikinis. 

   When Sam returned, she stood by the side of the tub filling the four
glasses.  As she bent, she gave Randy and Hanna a view of her cleavage as
it threatened to spill out of the tiny top.  Tony was treated to a lovely
view of his wife's ass and noticed the thong barely her covered snatch. 

   Tony suggested, "You and Hanna should just lose those suits, there not
hiding much anyway." 

   Another wave of excitement ran through Sam.  She thought, "Tony wants me
naked in front of Hanna and Randy." 

   She wanted to get naked, she wanted Randy to see her.  For reasons she
couldn't fully grasp, she was also excited by the idea of Tony seeing Hanna
naked.  Still, a little voice warned her that things might go too far. 
Randy and Tony's comments had made her horny, but also a little cautious. 

   She said to Tony, "I am on to you mister.  You just want to see Hanna
naked." 

   Tony chuckled, "Ah ya.  She's smoking hot.  Who wouldn't want to see
that naked body?" 

   Again, Sam was surprised by how bold Tony and Randy were being. 

   Slyly, Randy's hand moved under the water and slipped it in between his
wife's legs.  Simultaneously, her hand found his stiff cock. 

   Sam climbed back in the tub, "You may not get to see Hanna naked, but
you'll get to see me later.  I promise." 

   As the second bottle disappeared, the flirting got progressively bolder.
Both couples covertly fondled their spouses under the bubbling water.  At
one point Hanna needed to cool off and sat on the deck at the edge of the
tub.  It was obvious that Hanna's erect nipples were straining against the
flimsy material of her suit. 

   Randy brushed a finger against one of them, "What's the matter honey,
are you cold?" 

   The dim lighting obscured the blush that rose in Hanna's cheeks, "No,
I'm not, jackass." 

   Randy promptly pulled her top up, exposing her breast.  A very long
swollen nipple popped into view.  Tony and Sam applauded.  She slapped
Randy's hand and giggled.  She paused a moment then casually replaced her
top and slid back into the pool.  She hoped Tony got a decent peek. 

   Indeed, Tony had gotten more than just a peek.  He had always been
fascinated by her breasts.  Now, finally seeing them, he was not
disappointed.  Though smallish, they were so firm and with a perfect
roundness to them.  Her nipples were darker than Sam's, and he had never
seen any as long as Hanna's.  He imagined sucking on them. 

   He exclaimed, "Wow, you could hang your hat off those nips!" 

   Randy answered, "As a matter of fact you can, I have done it." 

   Sam playfully smacked Tony's arm.  "Those are not for you." 

   Sam's mind was replaying the sensation of sucking Hanna's nipple in her
mouth.  Had it only been yesterday? 

   Hanna jokingly chastised the boys, "You're both perverts." 

   When Hanna slipped back into the water, she felt Tony's hand land high
on her inner thigh.  She chose to ignore it on the off chance it was by
accident.  It wasn't.  He slid his fingers up slowly towards her crotch. 
Hanna froze.  Tony's fingers boldly found her swimsuit, and he rubbed it
above her swollen clit.  She placed her hand over his. 

   Encouraged, Tony worked his fingers inside her suit and caressed her
pussy.  Her legs opened slightly allowing him access.  His fingers found
their way into her tight, hot hole.  Suddenly, she stopped him and pushed
his hand away. 

   She was horny and desperately wanted to let him play with her, but she
and Sam had agreed to flirt and to give the guys a little show.  No one
said anything about touching. 

   Hanna and Tony sat quietly for several seconds.  He was afraid he had
gone too far; she was just trying to calm herself. 

   Hanna then reassured Tony with a conspiratorial smile and announced,
"I'm getting hot, and we are all drunk.  I say we pull the plug on the
tub." 

   Hanna and Tony would've been surprised if they had known that their
spouses were enjoying a very similar experience.  The only difference was
that Sam was well beyond horny.  She had surrendered to Randy's fingers and
allowed him to explore at will until his hand retreated at Hanna's
announcement. 

   Tony said, "You two go ahead, Sam and I are going to hang here for a
little bit." 

   The brothers exchanged a knowing glance and grinned.  Randy and Hanna
then climbed out of the tub.  As Hanna exited, she braced herself on her
hands and put one leg up on the deck.  Tony noticed that her thong was
askew, and he was treated to a glimpse of her partially exposed cooch. 

   Sam noticed it too and grabbed Tony's cock.  She whispered, "You like
that, don't you?" 

   He responded by slipping his fingers into her bikini, and he touched her
the same way his brother had just a minute before. 

   Randy and Hanna were no sooner out of sight when Tony grabbed Sam, and
passionately kissed her.  Their tongues found each other, and Tony's hands
eagerly explored his wife's body.  He looked at her like a hungry man looks
at a buffet.  "You naughty little tease, I have wanted to fuck you all
night." 

   He physically picked her up and set her on the deck and immediately
pulled her top off and pulled her nipple into his mouth. 

   She gasped, "What if they come back?" 

   He ignored the question and practically ripped her bottoms off.  He
pushed her backward and spread her legs. 

   Suddenly, Sam didn't really care whether or not Randy and Hanna came
back or not.  She relished the intensity of the lust her husband was
displaying.  He had not wanted her like this for years.  This had been what
this trip was about. 

   She lay there naked under the stars waiting for her husband to enter
her. She was shocked that instead, she felt his hot breath on her pussy. 

   She groaned, "Yes baby, eat me.  Make me come!" 

   He ran his tongue through her drenched lips.  In a husky voice, he
growled, "I've been thinking about this bald little cunt since this
morning." 

   Sam was taken back by hearing him say "cunt." She had never heard him
use the word before.  She normally found it vulgar, but now it seemed to
match the moment.  He was not seducing her, he was taking her.  He did not
want to make love tonight, he wanted to fuck.  He needed to fuck, and he
needed to fuck her. 

   Randy's secretive exploration of her pussy had practically sent her over
the edge, she needed release. 

   Slowly, almost excruciatingly so his tongue teased toward her waiting
clit.  He ever so lightly circled her needy bud before he flicked his
tongue across it.  She felt growing waves of pleasure radiate from her sex
throughout her body.  Between labored breaths, she pleaded, "Oh baby don't
stop.  Get me off!" 

   Tony slid his thumb and index through her folds and alongside her
engorged hot button.  He trapped it and squeezed it between his fingers. 
Her most sensitive self was pushed out of its hood, exposing it to his
waiting tongue.  He had never pinched her clit before, and Sam found it
incredibly intense.  When his tongue touched her exposed clit, it sent
shockwaves through her.  Sam came hard. 

   Still riding the wave of euphoria, she felt two then three fingers
invade her throbbing pussy. 

   She grunted, "Curl a finger up and rub behind my clit." 

   He understood and found the swollen, spongy organ.  He firmly massaged
it. 

   She groaned, "Fuck, oh fuck, yes, right there!" 

   Tony whispered, "Sammy, you are so fucking beautiful.  Cum for me
baby." 

   Sam grabbed his hair and pulled his face into her pussy.  He gently
caught her swollen clit between his lips and let his tongue dance on it. 

   Within seconds Sam's hips were bucking uncontrollably.  Tony heard
incomprehensible noises escaping her, and suddenly his mouth was filled
with her musky fluid.  Her reaction exited him, She was like a different
woman.  He intensified his assault on her soaked pussy.  Within seconds she
went stiff.  She practically pulled his hair out as she orgasmed yet again.
Making his wife cum so hard and witnessing her unbridled lust were filling
him with growing hunger.  He had never wanted to pleasure a woman so badly
before, he wanted her to cum again and again. 

   She pulled his head up and growled," Fuck me, I need your cock now!" 

   He roughly flipped her over onto her hands and knees and buried his cock
into her.  He pushed into her fast and hard, nearly knocking her flat.  She
put her face down on the hard deck to give him a better angle and pushed
back to meet his assault on her twat.  The sounds of his abdomen slapping
into her ass, and their animal-like groaning and grunting rose into the
night.  After several minutes Tony felt Sam's fingers stroking her hot
button in rhythm to his thrusts. 

   Sam's back arched, and Tony felt her pussy clench around his shaft.  Sam
was nearly a woman possessed, she abandoned any attempt at being discreet.
As she orgasmed again, she practically screamed, "Oh fuck, pound my cunt,
Tony." 

   Tony grabbed her hair and slammed into her.  Between Sam's writhing
hips, and Tony's frantic thrusts into her pussy, he slipped out of her.  As
he urgently sought to re-enter, he accidentally pushed against her asshole.
In all the years they had been together Sammy had never agreed to anal. 
Tony was surprised that she pushed back against him. 

   Tony's cock was drenched with Sam's lubricant, and its head slipped
easily into her tight little hole.  Sam let out a gasp, and Tony froze.  A
second later, he felt her push a little more of him into her.  Tony slowly
entered her.  Sam groaned in response. 

   Slowly at first, Tony began fucking his wife's ass.  He became more
forceful with each stroke, and Sam began to push back, greeting each one. 

   Still grabbing her hair, he pulled her head back, he leaned forward and
growled in her ear." You like my cock in your tight little ass, don't
you?" 

   Sam was lost between a world of agony and ecstasy.  The ecstasy grew as
her body accommodated him.  She felt as if Tony was splitting her apart,
but at the same time, she felt yet another orgasm wash over her. 

   She loudly replied, "Do it!  Cum in my ass." 

   Tony froze, and Sam felt the throbbing and twitching of his prick as he
emptied himself in her. 

   Randy came out of the bathroom and saw his naked wife silhouetted in the
window as she stared intently outside.  He noticed her hand was between her
legs.  He moved behind her.  He reached around her and cupped her breasts.
His gaze followed hers, and he was treated to the sight of his naked sister
in law on all fours while his brother pounded into her. 

   "You're quite a little peeping tom," he said. 

   Almost purring, she replied, "Admit it, they look fucking hot." 

   She didn't need a reply, as she felt him swelling against her butt
cheeks.  One of his hands found her wet pussy, and he massaged it while he
intently stared at Sam.  Hanna reached between her legs, guiding his
erection into her.  He thought of the way Sam's tits and pussy looked in
that tiny bikini.  He remembered the feel of her satin-like pussy on his
fingers.  They fucked as they watched the show below. 

   Randy teased her sensitive nipples as he pounded harder and harder into
her.  Her face banged into the glass.  He spun her around and picked her up
as if she were a child's doll.  Her legs reflexively wrapped around his ass
as he pinned her against the wall.  He reached under her legs and grabbed
her ass.  He lifted and then slid her onto him.  He slowly and effortlessly
lifted her again as he pulled back only to impale her again.  He repeated
the motion, quickly gaining speed and intensity. 

   Hanna felt as if she were being bounced up and down her dick.  She felt
tiny and helpless as he used her as a fuck toy.  The sensation was
intoxicating. 

   The way Randy was fucking her, Hanna suspected that he was thinking
about Sam.  She didn't care.  In her imagination, Tony was riding her while
her face was buried between Sam's legs.  This was the best sex they had in
a long while.  She rarely came from just penetration, but tonight was an
exception.  The two came just after they heard Sam beg Tony to cum in her
ass. 

   Even drunk, sleep came late to all four of them; as the excitement of
the night was slow to ebb.  Sam lay in Tony's arms.  She was sore and wrung
out.  She had rarely ever cum twice in one session much less four or five
times, she had lost count.  She was so happy, almost on the verge of tears.
She had desperately needed to connect with Tony, and she had.  For the
first time she had embraced her inner exhibitionist, she teased Randy to
the point that he had groped her right in front of Tony.  Even the memory
of playing around with Hanna now seemed hot.  She never felt sexier as she
drifted to sleep. 

   The weekend continues in part two... 



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