Mattydale, New York is about as white middle class a populated
area as you can find in America. It's a suburb of sorts of
Syracuse in the fact that no one says you're from Mattydale
unless you're in Syracuse. Otherwise if anyone asks, "I live in
Syracuse". My wife RaeAnn and I live in a quiet little
sub-division called Morningside Estates. It's not a gated
community, but a chaperoned community. There is a guard house,
but no gate, and you're asked to stop upon entering to ID
yourself, but most guys who man the gate, know us and wave the
regulars through. If you attempt to just run the gauntlet your
license plate will be run and you'll get a visit from the guard.
Not a big deal, but we pay common area fees monthly to get our
lawns mowed, snow shoveled, and driveways plowed, and we get this
thin veil of security.

There are 4 houses in our cul-de-sac and we are each couples
without kids, at the moment. I would guess we were all hit by the
dot-com bubble burst and are fairly successful survivors. My name
is Judd Brock and after 11 years of marriage we can finally say
we are "happy" with confidence.  I say that because after 9 years
we went through trial separation and counseling. It took a
therapist for us to realize that our troubles and problems were
all financially based.  RaeAnn worked at a privately owned PT
clinic and I was a sales rep for a medical software company. We
met through work connections and after 9 years we had worked up
quite a bit of debt and struggled to get our mortgage paid each
month. I finally convinced my District Manager to let me apply
for a software development position within the company. I was his
best salesman, but I really, REALLY hated it. So instead of
dogging medical offices throughout New York, Massachusetts,
Connecticut, and New Hampshire, I drove to our campus in Solvay,
not far from home. I became part of the 3 man team of dit-dot
writers and we came up with a billing and patient tracking,
insurance company matching, Medicare/Medicaid qualifying,
software that was quickly becoming a national industry standard
for 500 - 700 patient medical concerns.  I came up with a mock up
that I could bring anywhere to demonstrate and show how easy it
worked. In 99% of situations our software ate doctors files and
spit them into our new format making conversion so easy it was
the easiest sell in the industry.

Suddenly my 40K sales job had become a 200K software developer's
job getting a share of the profits on "our" software. The only
downside was that I had to travel to sell the system, but only to
hot or pre-sold leads AND I wasn't driving anymore. Now I was
flying to scheduled appointments to sell 5-15 K of licensed
software that we guaranteed would pay for itself in saved man
hours over a pro-rated period of time depending how many patients
you were serving.

Once financially secure, we got along great and realized the love
we shared on our wedding day. RaeAnn still worked doing PT and
with my breakthrough salary, we suddenly owed no one, paid down
our mortgage quite a bit. Sex became a big part of our life again
and we even talked about kids. RaeAnn was only 30 and still
looked great. She did worry about what having a baby or two would
do to her body but, it's hard to believe she couldn't wear it
well. At 30 she still had a great ass, flat belly, and nice big
REAL tits. Once RaeAnn showed up at a pool party in a bikini, any
other women invited wore one piece suits until they got know her.
She didn't flaunt her body, she just looked great no matter what
she wore.

During the summer we often spent at least one day of the weekend
with 2 or all 3 of the other couples in one of the backyards or
in one of the 2 pools between us. We weren't BFF's, but good
company to each other giving each of us a social outlet without
having to drive off to the city.
Mary and Mac were both mid twenties and married 3 or 4 years.
Mary came from money and from the gossip around, her parents
bought the house for them, or paid a significant part of it. Mac
was a local sports high school hero who went to a community
college and was a Phys Ed teacher, Mary worked for a brokerage.
Mac was the typical jock, who played the role as often as he
could. Mary was cute, but very plain. Of the 4 women in our
group, she was the most popular, probably because she posed no
threat to any of the other 3.
Marnie and Tucker were both 30 and shared the same birthday. She
was loud and brash with a dirty mouth who said things that always
hinted she was coming on to you, but she was a tease. It was just
her way. But, she had a great ass, blond hair, and although not
blessed in the boobs department, was still a good looker. At a
Morningside sponsored picnic she made suggestive comments to one
fellow who took the liberty to reach over her from behind at a
salad table, pressing himself into her short-short covered rear.
She responded with a slap across his face and a loud reprimand.
The way Tucker didn't get involved and acted like it didn't
happen told you it wasn't the first time she had pushed the
envelope and had it pushed back.

Finally Spencer and Gina rounded out our bunch. Spence was an
insurance adjuster and appraiser, Gina was a School instructor,
selling a troubled teen program around the country to different
school districts. It seems Spencer found religion a few years
into their marriage and Gina just wasn't as dedicated to it as
Spence. He would often glare at her for taking a second or third
drink and whisper protests to her. Once when the ladies had a bit
too much to drink they were dancing on the deck and Spence made a
big deal about "putting herself on display". Gina was pretty in
her own way. Skinny, but not boney. She had a nice round butt,
except her lack of hips took away from its attraction. She too
was not well endowed breast-wise, but always showed great nipples
through her bathing suits and tee's.

My Rae-Ann was the prize of the four, at least for me. She had
great tits, just the right belly, and a nice full ass. We may
have had problems with our marriage, but there was never a
problem in the bedroom. Even after 11 years we were still good
for 3 or 4 times a week, occasionally more. She would admit that
she was made and put together for sex and could never get enough,
and I had no problem with that.
Now the cliques between the 8 of us were mixed. There were no
groups of all guys or gals, and there was never a suspicion of
any coveting or jealousy between us. RaeAnn, Mary, Spencer,
Marnie, and I usually paired off, while Gina, Tucker and Mac were
found together most of the time. However, RaeAnn and I usually
slipped in and out of either group with little problem.

Spence usually complained about his wife drinking or the
occasional joint that got passed around. The other thing that
bugged him was her penchant for going braless among our bunch in
just a tee or bikini top, even though it was usually how all the
women dressed when we got together. However, according to Mary
and Marnie, Spence's biggest problem with her getting high was
that it made Gina amorous so when they got home she would
"attack" him and try to coerce him into the sack for some randy
play. Since he had found religion, he had become a darkened room
on Saturday night type of lover. I chuckled and shook my head
when I heard RaeAnn gossip like this, especially concerning
Spence and Gina because the two of them interested me the least.
While we did go to dinner or a movie with one of the other
couples occasionally, we hadn't with those two. As a group of 4
couples we seemed to fit and get along, but if it were just them,
Spence and Gina, I couldn't imagine a social relationship,
although RaeAnn said Gina seemed nice, Spence had just taken the
religion thing beyond his own space. We go to church every Sunday
and I'm not sure if any of them know what our religion is, and
frankly it's none of their business, nor is theirs mine. Religion
is a private and personal choice. If I had no religion and a
person wanted to recruit me, fine, . . . .but not until I ask. I
don't get all of the hate in the world over of religion.

It was the weekend after the Fourth of July and after a
neighborhood party with fireworks we all had to go to work the
next day before the weekend. Saturday morning when I made the
trudge out to get the morning paper I saw Mac doing the same
thing.
"Hey neighbor," He said, "Do you realize we all volunteered to
help Tucker and Marnie power-wash their deck today?"
"Shit, I hoped they might have forgotten that." I chuckled.
"Nah, they're always the first to help any of us out so we should
all go. They got lobsters for afterwards and a half keg of
Harp's. I'm barely recovered from the Fourth, but I can sleep all
day on Sunday." Mac said with a laugh.
"What time?" I wondered.
"He needs us to start getting their furniture off the deck around
11. They bought that heavy stuff you can't just fold up."

"OK, I'll see you over there." I said through the morning mist as
I headed back into the house.
As I walked in the door I heard RaeAnn complain, "Ugh! I got my
period last night. It's going to be hot today and I wanted to
wear my new teeni- bikini washing their deck. We'll do ours the
weekend before Labor Day. Marnie reserved it for us when they
reserved theirs last night."
"Just wear a red bikini." I said as I sat down with the paper in
front of my coffee.

"You're gross! Cute, but gross." She said as she walked by and
kissed my neck.
"I'm sure you'll figure something out. You don't HAVE to wear
your teeni-bikini. The girls and the guys all know you have the
biggest tits on the block." I mumbled.
"You've never complained." She said as she poured her coffee.
"Spence might want to put you in a burka." I kidded.
"No, he likes to look at my tits. It's his wife's body he thinks
needs to be covered up so she won't sin in his name. Hypocrite."
"I'd put her in pigtails and a Catholic Schoolgirl uniform, she
could pass for a cute 16 year old with her body." I mumbled again
as I read the paper.
"Is that your new kink? You want to fuck a little girl?" She
asked.
"Rae-Ann, IDLE COMMENTS! I'm just making silly comments. I'll bet
she looks like a 16 year old naked and some guys are into that.
Have I ever made you think I'm unhappy with you at all? You're
all woman, and I like THAT!"
"Don't get all bent out of shape Judd. Mine are idle comments
too."
Chapter One

When I got to Tuckers house Spence and Mac had already moved off
the grill and we had just gotten off the Tiki Bar and stools and
about to get the 6 foot glass top table when Marnie was backing
in the drive with the power washer rental in the back of their
pick-up. We stopped what we were doing and put a makeshift ramp
on the back and rolled the washer off. While Tucker hooked that
up we finished getting stuff off the deck, as well as stripping
down to bathing suits for the wet job. The industrial washer had
two water jet outlets and we took turns working in concert of
washing, checking and maneuvering the unit to keep it out of the
way, but near the action. By about 2 o'clock we were down to the
4 by 4's that went into the piers.

The girls had disappeared and RaeAnn came over as we began to
drink from the Harps keg.

"Your brutish wives and I have cleared off our deck. Since this
went so fast, let's do ours today too and save the time and money
of doing it in August."

I looked at the other 3 guys and reluctantly we wheeled the
machine across the street, but not before putting the ½ keg in a
wheel barrow and dumping the ice tub in and moving it as well.

We finished our deck in about 90 minutes and had time to make
sure we got the girls soaked as well. We had all been in pools
together getting wet before, but boys will be boys. Plus a quick
distant blast from the nozzle can sometimes knock a bikini top or
bottom off,  if you hit the right angle. Soon we had Marnie
chasing her top, with her back to all of us laughing, it became a
game and we all tried our hand, except Spence of course. He tried
to protect Gina from losing her top, but I swear she loosened it
in her attempt to keep it from coming off. When it did she turned
towards us as Spence nearly had a heart attack trying to cover
her up. Not that her bikini top hid her that much before, but she
had some wide, but flat boobs with scarlet areoles. Finally
RaeAnn went over and killed the machine while we all looked back
to her hollering about spoiling our fun.

She pulled down the front of her top to flash everyone and
quickly readjusted herself.

"There, now you've all of our tits and we can stop acting like 12
year olds." She said laughing, but not in the mood to be on the
defensive any longer.

I remembered she had her period and running around was probably
not the most comfortable for her. We wheeled the unit back onto
the truck and Marnie and RaeAnn (the only ones not drinking yet)
drove it back.

 Mary and Gina both went home to change into dry bathing suits
and came back over along with the salads they had made for the
dinner.

"You know we aren't going to eat here." Tucker told them.

"We know, Marnie locked up your house before they left so we
couldn't leave them inside." Gina said after putting them in our
fridge next to RaeAnn's dessert.

Tucker searched his pockets for his keys and decided they were
locked in the house.

"Once they get back we'll help bring the stuff over. I don't have
my keys."

We pulled a football out of the deck bin we had just moved back
onto the deck and the 4 of us guys passed the ball around waiting
for my wife and Marnie to return.

Tucker saw his pick-up come around the corner and pull into his
driveway with RaeAnn motioning us over. We gathered the 2 girls
cooling inside in the AC and gathered the salads and dessert to
bring over.

Gina had her salad as she walked out and motioned with her eyes
and tip of her chin to toward the dining room table saying,
"Judd, while you were out a courier dropped off plane tickets,
vouchers, and hotel reservations,. They're on the table."

"Thanks Gina. I'm going to San Diego for a few days for
presentations next week." I said acknowledging her.

"I'm going to San Diego too, Monday afternoon. I have a Tuesday
morning conference to make a presentation to. I'm hoping to sell
to all 58 school districts there. If I get even a quarter of them
I'll make bonus for the year. The 3 we're in are crazy happy with
our Special Ed program."

"Sounds great for you kiddo!"  I said, glad I wasn't in the hard
sales game anymore. Our software sold itself by word of mouth and
I simply did the install and instruction class.

We had sold 475 applications to 6 HMO's and Community Care
Centers around San Diego. I had a class of over 900 to teach in
the Marina Village Conference Center. This had reminded me to
verify my advance man, Tom Janelle. He had been in San Diego all
the previous week installing the software in main frames around
the area. Once facilitators went through my instruction course on
the system they were given the unlock key.

Tom Janelle was a college frat brother who had used me as a
reference when he applied with our software company. He hadn't
actually known I worked there, just that I worked for A software
company. He was now advancing my instruction course with clean
installs and worked out bugs and conflicts so when the unlock key
was applied there were no problems. When I got my cell phone to
call him I saw there was a message from him verifying he was
ready for me. I was to meet him for lunch at 1:00 pm Pacific Time
on Monday. My 6:30 am flight would get me to San Diego around 11,
their time. By the time I got a car and got into my hotel I had
little time to spare before we met.

At Marnie and Tuckers we got the food put away and they showed us
the cooler full of lobsters. They had 20 or more chicken
lobsters, all a pound or a little more. While it sounded like a
lot, that probably only yielded 5 pounds of tail and claw meat,
but chix like this were usually the most tender and sweetest of
the crustacean. As we gazed over the writhing cache Gina licked
her lips and commented that "lobster makes me horny as hell, I
may have to tie up my husband."

"Good God Gina," RaeAnn said, "Is there a food, drink, song,
movie, anything that DOESN'T make you horny. Spencer should be
the happiest man on earth."

"I've got a shot tonight, it is Saturday." She said
absent-mindedly before looking up to see 4 of us listening not
realizing she was not just talking to Rae-Ann.

I'm sure that I thought the same as Tucker and even Marnie that
what red blooded man would not find Gina desirable? None of us
had movie star looks, but all of us were good looking and each of
the women was hot in their own way. If the 4 girls sat on towels
in bikinis on the beach you can bet that there would be heavy
male traffic walking by again and again.

The afternoon turned very warm and we all ended up in Tuckers
pool. There was little horseplay or swimming, just keeping cool,
especially under the cantilever umbrella's by the bar end of the
pool. For the first time after 3 years of being together it was
the first time things got a little out of hand as far as being
free and sexual. The four girls were conferencing in the pool and
they came to the husbands with a proposition.

"If the 4 of you guys agree, because it's so friggin' hot, we
want to skinny dip, all of you too, or at least go topless."
RaeAnn said as the other 3 stood behind her.

Spence of course was the first to protest. "That would be sinful
and the temptation of the devil. Absolutely not!"

Marnie was ready for Spence. "Spence don't pull that holier than
thou attitude. God put us all here naked and the idea of wearing
clothes is mans idea, not Gods. We've all seen each other in
bathing trunks, speedos, and each of us had our tops off this
morning with that stupid power washer play. It's hot and none of
have a thing to hide."

Spencer, of course, pouted, but he knew, or at least thought, he
would be in the minority.

I, myself, felt I had the most to say in the proposition as my
wife had the only real, bona-fide, set of tits. I mean Playboy
magazine type tits, 36 D boobs. I knew the other men had seen her
in the skimpiest of bikinis and she had even pulled down her top
that morning. I didn't think the others would stare any more than
usual. I said I didn't care and might even shuck my trunks as
well, it was HOT and we all wanted good tans.

"If even one of you skinny dips," Mary said, "I'm going birthday
suit. We all know what there is to see and I don't see where it's
a sexual thing. I know Mac and I, as well as Marnie and Tucker,
have been to nude beaches together in St Thomas."

Now I knew that RaeAnn wouldn't skinny dip, not with a string
hanging out of her pussy, so she was out. Gina, if she tried,
would get such a hard ass time from Spencer, she might not do it,
but Marnie and Mary were in. I looked at the other guys and stood
up and shucked down my suit and dove in the pool. Tucker and Mac
followed suit, leaving Spencer to sit and try not to look like he
was pouting as he called Gina over and the two of them had a
quiet, but animated argument that ended with Gina standing back
from Spence and taking off her top and jumping in as well.

RaeAnn smiled at me and took off her top and slipped in the pool
(I knew she wouldn't dive in because of her period). Marnie and
Mary looked at each other and took their top and bottom off and
dove in as well. After about 20 minutes of just sunning, drinking
and swimming, all done without much interaction, Marnie came to
the end of the pool where Spencer was sitting.

"Come on Spence, join in. We're all friends here, we've all been
nude or close to it for 20 minutes and no-one got raped, nobody
has a hard-on that I can see, except maybe you. This isn't about
sex; it's about being free to be ourselves. Are you going to be
prude 24 hours a day? Live a little." She said calmly hoping not
to offend him.

Amazingly Spence stood up and pulled down his trunks and jumped
in the pool. We all clapped and Gina swam right over to him and
draped her arms around his neck and kissed him. They talked
quietly between themselves and soon everyone was feeling natural
and normal. Somewhere in this Gina's entire bikini bottom came
off, and with the exception of RaeAnn, we were all totally naked.
The girls all knew why RaeAnn kept it on and each of the husbands
had it whispered to them. Marnie and Mary had Brazilian waxes and
Gina had a short haired bush. I was trimmed, Mac was shaved,
Tucker had a Speedo cut, and Spencer was natural.

We all swam and drank, talked and sunned ourselves until the sun
began to drop below where it was on the pool. Each of us at one
point or another began to put our suits back on and Tucker went
up to start the grill for the corn and veggies and light the
turkey fryer he was going to use to boil the lobsters in.

By the time we broke up the after deck-wash party it was almost
10. Everyone was feeling a bit tired and slowed by the alcohol
and great food. However, it was apparent that all of the women
were feeling amorous. Spencer was complaining of being "bushed,
and it's late", but all of the rest of us were randy. Even RaeAnn
came over to me and cuddled and whispered that I shouldn't worry
she had "a hankering for a Mr. Happy cream dessert." I just
squeezed her butt and told her there were other options if the
front door was closed. She smiled wide and snuggled in close
whispering "the problem at the front door has caused some
irregular actions at the rear." I was still happy, one of
RaeAnn's blowjobs was hardly "settling".

After Mass on Sunday we spent the rest of the day fine tuning the
things on the newly cleaned deck and then just lying out and
reading the paper. I spent a part of the day packing and getting
my presentation aids ready. When I went out to put a few of bags
in the car I saw Gina jog by and Marnie and Tucker leaving for
their regular trip to Tuckers Mom's house for Sunday dinner. She
was spry for a woman in her 80's so her son took advantage of the
time to spend with her. If Saturday hadn't been such a drunken
party day, especially when we still recovering from the 4th, we
might have gotten together with a few of "the bunch", but it was
definitely a day of recovery and catching up.

I normally can't sleep on a plane, but on the San Diego flight I
went out, and went out hard, not waking until the wheels touched
down. I gathered my wits and set about on making my lunch
appointment with Tom. After battling traffic and a Hotel clerk
who didn't want to let me into my room early, I made it to lunch
with minutes to spare.

"You look like a man who just battled traffic from the airport."
Tom said standing and shaking my hand.

"You've been reading my mail, brother. Thankfully it's not as bad
as LA. I got your text and you're all set?" I asked confirming.
"Yes. It was the most installs I`ve ever done in such a short
time, and I'm amazed that so many of the main frames don't talk
to each other within the same systems. Our software may convince
them to integrate more. We can get in Marina Village after 4
o'clock this afternoon and set up. If we're there by 9 tomorrow
morning we should get started by 10. I'm going to hang around
with you to put out fires on Wednesday, then I'm off to Seattle
to prep for your presentation there at the end of next week. That
group wants to dry run it on Saturday and we couldn't talk them
out of it."

"I know, I worked with them for hours trying to get it to
Wednesday, but they want the hand holding so . . . . .but if it
goes well, we'll get their Georgia and Florida sites." I told
him.

After lunch I took Tom back to the Hotel and showed him the 2
bedroom suite of rooms we had. We got all of our stuff together
and headed to the Conference Center to prepare. We didn't finish
until after 7 and agreed to just go to the Hotel bar and get
snacks for dinner. The day deserved a few drinks for unwinding.

Chapter 2

It was 2 for 1 Happy Hour until 8 at Charades, the hotel bar and
nightclub so when we got there we had only 20 minutes to take
advantage, so we each bought a round so we had 4 drinks in front
of us. I gave the waitress a $10 tip to bring an ice bucket. I
was drinking Neat Jack and coke, and Tom had Canadian Club and
water, neat. We could add the ice at our own pace to go with the
bacon wrapped scallops and shrimp cocktails that we called
dinner.

We really talked business as we drank and talked, there was no
entertainment on a Monday night. A TV was playing music videos
and a few girls were dancing with each other on the little dance
floor from time to time, but overall it was a quiet night for a
"nightclub". By the time we were into our fourth drink our
attention was turned to one girl in particular who danced to most
every video, be it rock or rap. She had the most skin tight
bottoms on that clung to her every little crevice and cranny on
her body. So tight you could get the shadow of camel toe in the
front. We were making dirty little comments to each other about
her, all just harmless things between us. Neither of us had
aspirations of hitting on this girl who could almost have been
our daughter.

We got a roadie round to finish the night and were about half
done when the waitress came by with another round saying, "This
is from a woman who sends the message, and excuse me if it sounds
rude, "You didn't stare at my ass like that, and you saw it raw."
Enjoy your drinks gentlemen."

I couldn't figure who sent the rinks and I assumed they were a
friend of Toms. Tom was single and known for leaving a string of
unreturned morning after calls behind him. He was good-looking
and single and enjoying the road.

We both looked around the room and in the low light, didn't see
anyone we recognized. So we shrugged our shoulders and gulped
down the last round we bought and got into the mystery round.
Half way through the drink I saw a woman come up behind Tom and
put her hands on his shoulders and I was about to comment when I
felt hands on my shoulders as well. They were followed by a warm
whisper in my ear. "You saw me bare-assed and my butt looks
better than that, what happens in San Diego stays in San Diego."


I startled and looked back quick and it was Gina.

"Wow, you told me you were coming to San Diego, but I had no idea
we were in the same Hotel." She said, obviously a little tipsy.

"This is my friend Tina, and old college roomie who lives out
here." Gina said as she and the other girl sat down with us.

"We were together so much in college they called us Tina-Gina,
and Gina-Tina." She said giggling.

Tina looked at both Tom and my eyes and said, "No we aren't and
were never lesbians or lovers." She slurred. "Lots of the frat
boys thought we were into each other that way, but we liked cock
the best." She said followed by a belly laugh.

The two girls blabbed like crazy talking about their college days
or Gina talking about how we were neighbors and we all skinny
dipped last weekend. At one point Tina said she had to go to the
Ladies Room and asked if we knew where the bathrooms were. Tom
said we didn't, but he had to go to, he would help her find them.
Knowing Tom all too well, I expected them to either 1. Never come
back, or 2. Plan to meet up later.

Gina gulped the rest of her drink and motioned to the waitress
for another.

"Gina, I don't think you need that drink, you're pretty wasted
already." I said thinking only of her well being and the
presentation she had to make the next day.

"You should know that I don't get hangovers, my presentation
isn't until 1:00 tomorrow and I need the drink to get enough
courage up to ask you to take me up to your room and fuck me with
that big dick you've been hiding for all these years.  Before you
push me away, I can guarantee you that I'll give you the best
blowjob you've ever had." She said boldly.

"Gina, you're drunk! You'll be sorry in the morning."

"No, I won't be. My husband jumped my bones Saturday night,
refused my blowjob and shot wad in about 2 minutes. He fell
asleep while I had a vibrator in my pussy and a dildo up my ass
to get off, but I still have an itch only a hard cock can take
care of." She whined.

I was drunk enough to consider taking her on and feeling little
guilt for cheating on my 11 year wife, RaeAnn. During our trial
separation she admitted that she "went a little crazy" going out
before she discovered she missed me and our life. She owned up to
2 guys, but I knew of a third. That little lie had payback
coming.

We argued, with mostly begging from her end for about 15 minutes
and I had given up on Tom returning, figuring he was getting laid
or blown in some bathroom stall or similar place. However Tom and
Tina came back together, but it was obvious that they had become
better friends while gone. Tina went right to Gina and whispered
in her ear for a couple minutes before Gina sat back and looked
at the two of them, and then to me.

I gave her a questioning look and she leaned up to whisper in my
ear.

"Toms taking her upstairs, they want us to come too. She wants to
get doubled, but won't do it unless I do too. It's how we rolled
in college. All we need is you. Judd . . . I love my husband and
I wouldn't give him up for anything, but he doesn't get into the
dirty sex anymore. I do this a couple times a year. I know RaeAnn
told you she cheated during your separation, here's your chance
at the balance sheet." Gina said suddenly sounding more lucid as
her sexual antennae went up.

"I can't guarantee anything, but . . . ." I said standing up that
signaled the other 3 to gather their things and follow.

The four of us got the elevator to the 8th floor along with 2
other men who got off at the 3rd. As soon as the door closed on
the 2nd floor Tina turned to Tom and cupped his junk and began to
neck with him. Gina looked at me and I looked away. If I was in
for anything, it wasn't going to be that. I tried to judge how
drunk I was and suddenly it hit me that Gina had told me while
her husband slept she " had a vibrator in my pussy and a dildo up
my ass to get off".

"Holy FUCK!" I thought to myself. "If I was sober I would have
fallen off the chair hearing that!" At that moment I decided that
I may participate in some bad stuff tonight, but I was NOT going
to fuck Gina. The thought of her little girl ass already had me
hard as a rock. Whether I had some sexual justice coming at my
wife's expense, it wasn't going to come in Gina's pussy, not that
I didn't want to.

We got to the suite and I opened the door and the 3 of them
rushed in. There was a big sofa in the living room where Tom sat
next to Tina right away .Gina sat on the love seat kitty corner
to the sofa, but I sat on the sofa prompting Gina to move right
over beside me moving in beside he friend Tina who was sitting
out a bit with her hand full of Tom's cock. It was obvious she
was about to fill her mouth with it.

Gina shifted on the sofa so as not to have to look at her friend
fellating Tom. She looked at me and said, "That's HOT".

I smiled and went to hug her, although she thought I was going to
her mouth. I pressed my mouth close to her ear.

"I'm drunk, and so are you. I can't neck with you and I don't see
how we can fuck."

I felt her face drop at my words, but I got the impression she
understood as she backed out of my hug. She looked at my face and
there was a guilty nod but she moved her hands to my crotch and
felt for my cock and looked to my face. I closed my eyes and
sighed at how good it felt to get the head squeezed. She put a
half smile on her face and slid down to the floor, joining her
friend who was busy giving Tom head. She leaned and whispered
something to her and then settled between my legs and went for my
belt. She had my pants open in a flash and made the move to
remove them, motioning me to sit up so she could get them down.
She then stood up and put my pants neatly over the back on the
love seat and took her slacks and panties off as well. She turned
to put her pants on the love seat as well, giving me a look at
that cute little ass. She turned back and went to her knees and
looked intently at my cock, giving me the impression that she
cared it was a cock, and not mine in particular. I groaned loudly
as her mouth went to work on me and true to her word, she did it
quite well, working fingers, lips, and tongue, as well as diving
her mouth over it.

When I opened my eyes from my initial relieving groan I saw Tina
had stood and took off all of her clothes while Gina started her
BJ. Tina had a cute little body, more feminine that Gina, but she
had a rippley belly, like she had a baby in the past few months.
She climbed right onto to Tom and began to ride him. I hadn't
witnessed others having sex since college and that time it was
Tom as well in the same room. After a few minutes of her riding
him she stopped and began to talk to Tom and turning to look at
us. I didn't know what she was talking about, I just knew that I
was getting a great blowjob from the horny little neighbor of
mine. I slumped back into the sofa bit and just let her have me
as she wanted with her mouth. I sensed movement beside me and I
saw Tina and Tom get up and I figured they were going to the
bedroom.

Instead, Tom finished taking his pants all the way off (they were
around his ankles before) and knelt behind Gina with Tina right
there. She giggled as she pulled his cock to Gina's pussy and
rubbed it up and down a couple times before Tom filled her pussy,
causing her to pause my blowjob as she filled her mouth and the
end of her throat with my cock and just hold it there.

I felt her body being jerked forward a couple times before she
gave up my cock and take a big breath before squealing with
delight and begin to suck my cock again. Tina was rubbing her
back and even reached under to feel her tits through the top and
bra she still wore. It was about this time when Gina's mouth
began to hollow and stop over me as he swooned loudly, even with
a mouth full of dick as she began to orgasm. There were 3 quick
interruptions of her BJ for me and she came, and came hard. After
her last orgasm she seemed to dedicate her efforts to getting me,
and it worked.  I felt my cum surging and I didn't even have time
to warn her. I just groaned loudly and filled her mouth, but she
made no effort to avoid it. Once she swallowed all I had given
her she picked up her head and hollered "Stop! Stop him Tina! My
Pussy!"

Tina laughed as she reached for Tom's cock and pushed him back to
the floor, both of them cackling like fools. She cleaned off
Gina's pussy from his cock and straddled him again, riding him as
Gina curled to the floor trying to catch her breath. Once she did
she laid her head on the sofa beside me and looked up at me.

"I know I'm bad, but I needed that. If I get you hard again, Tina
wants to get it in her ass too."

Now I knew I was sobering up because I was totally shocked at her
words.

"YOU fuck her in the ass. I'm out of my mind to be HERE." I said
disgustedly.

"Judd, you're a good man, don't beat yourself up for what
happened tonight." Gina said as she patted my leg. "I'm a shit.
My conscience is clear."

With that she walked on her knees to her purse and took out a
blue sex toy. It was about 10 inches long, about as big around as
your middle finger with a ball on the tip and a tee handle. She
took a tube of something, which I now know was lube, and went to
her girlfriends pumping ass. She held the toy in her mouth as she
squeezed some lube on her finger and applied it to Tinas bottom.
She stopped rutting on Tom right away and Gina's hand went right
under Tom's balls and began to massage them. After nonchalantly
plunging her finger in and out of Tina's ass a few times she took
the toy from her mouth left Tom's sack alone to apply lube to the
ball tip of the toy.

While Tina grunted and cried out, Gina pushed the ball into
Tina's ass and once in, Gina let it dangle as Tina began to
slowly rut on Tom again. After a few moments Gina grabbed the toy
and began to plunge it in and out of Tina's ass. Out on her down
stroke, in when she came up, Tina was enjoying this a lot,
judging by the noises that came from her mouth.

I was hard as a rock watching this, as well as looking at Gina's
little ass maneuvering behind her friend. Tina began to shudder
and vibrate in orgasm. An orgasm so intense she fell forward onto
Tom and it was obvious her entire body had turned goose-pimpled,
chicken-skinned, chill-bumped, whatever descriptive word you
know. Gina was still moving the toy in and out of her ass until a
shaking hand reached back and grabbed Gina's hand and she pulled
the backdoor invader out. Tina rolled off Tom and held her pussy
with both hands as she groaned in a relieved sort of ecstasy.

Gina scooted right onto Tom and reached under her as she began to
ride Tom leaving me to wonder how much longer he could last. (I
later found out he had cum in Tina's mouth early on and that was
why he had turned so tenacious). I saw the anal toy on the floor
behind Gina and her little ass bouncing on Tom and I was
overtaken with the urge to fuck her ass with the toy. I actually
wanted to do it with my cock, but personal guilt held me back.
There was a pair of panties on the floor, not sure who's, and I
wiped the toy clean, although I saw nothing on it, took the tube
of lube and applied some and although working the ball end into
Gina's ass was not easy, she pushed back to take it. I worked the
toy in and out of her ass for a few minutes before Tom yelped out
that he was cumming and he eventually fell from her pussy.

Once he fell from Gina's pussy she reached back and stopped my
hand from plunging the toy into her. She sat up straight on her
knees and looked to my other hand on my cock. She smiled at me
and I knew why. I stood and fed her my cock for a second time
that night. I fucked her mouth slowly and deliberately while she
drooled and made appreciative noises. At one point I saw her
wince and I saw the toy fall from the little hole she had pushed
it from. She enjoyed sucking my cock (and in general, I suppose)
and when I came she never broke rhythm. It felt like I had quite
a bit of volume for a second cum, but I never saw it, she
swallowed the whole thing and only stopped sucking when I gave up
and became over sensitive.

The room stayed quiet for another 10 or 15 minutes and the first
to stir was Tina. She slowly found her clothes and whenever she
found something of Gina's she dropped it beside her. Eventually
she got it together and dressed as well, as Tom and I, and then
the girls took turns going into the bathroom. He went first, he
still had his condom on. The girls thanked us for a "great time"
saying they "really needed the release".

"Don't either of you worry, what happens in San Diego, stays in
San Diego, and never happens again." Gina said looking right to
me.

Chapter 3

In the morning I wanted to feel guilty, but I was disturbed that
I couldn't feel that bad over the whole thing. I knew it was all
alcohol fueled to start, but I was quite cognizant from early on
in the room. Perhaps the fact I made sure there was no kissing,
or necking, and I only fucked her mouth made me feel I had been
controlled to some extent. Tom also threw in that it didn't
happen because I was unhappy with my wife, or didn't love her.
Tom was trying to make me a victim, but I wasn't buying that. I
may not have had any guilt for my actions as far as facing my
wife, but I had been a bad, dirty, boy. What I did was frat boy
stuff that you only saw in the rawest of X-rated movies. Gina was
so sexually frustrated she just got drunk and threw all caution
to the wind while also knowing she could "safely" satisfy her
urges with someone she knew.

My business trip was a success and while writing my synopsis of
the trip on the plane ride home my sexual escapade never crossed
my mind. As soon as the plane landed and we turned phones back on
there were phone messages from Tom to return. I sat in the
waiting area for outgoing flights and called him back. He spent
15 minutes laying out his next ten days of prepping for our next
"instruction class". Despite the fact we were old friends and he
salted in personal things in our plans, the Gina-Tina thing was
never mentioned.

After retrieving my car and driving home I was looking forward to
seeing RaeAnn when my blue-tooth phone rang over my OnStar. The
caller ID said RaeAnn and I anxiously answered.

"Hi, miss me?" She said after my hello.

"You bet."  I said relieved to hear her voice sounding so bright.

"I'm leaving work early and on my way home myself." She said.

"Have any plans?" I asked facetiously.

"Mmmmm, a few. My husband has been out of town for 3 days and I
just finished my period. Got any ideas?" She giggled.

"See you home, baby."  I said as we finished our call.

When I pulled in the drive and saw her car I began to get excited
and once in the house she wore only her bra and panties to greet
me. If I had any worries about have guilty E.D. they were dashed
immediately.

"Did the little fella inside your pants miss me?" She cooed.

"He's not little anymore and he's peeking out of the slash." I
whispered whereupon she dropped to her knees and drew him out.

Gina may have given good blowjobs, but when someone who loves and
adores you does it just the way she knows you like it, there is
no comparison. Let me assure you, if my dalliance did anything,
it proved to me that I NEVER wanted to do anything to take her
trust away. I never loved her more than I did at that moment.

A few minutes later we had moved to the bedroom and our faces
were in each other's junk before we had a nice long slow screw.
This was a real "make love" session. Afterwards when we were
showering together I told her I was taking her out for dinner.

"I'll have to take a rain check, "She explained," Spencer's
church is having Brooks Barbeque chicken for "Take out on the way
home," and he's bringing home 8 dinners for 6:00. It's only 10
bucks a head and for that price it sounded like fun."


I panicked a little at first not knowing how to face Gina, but I
wasn't afraid to just act like I always did around them and see
what happened.

When we went over to their house she was already behind the
picnic table putting out plates while Spence passed out dinners.
Tucker was the first one to speak up and ask, "Well the West
Coast travelers are both back home. Did you run into each other
in San Diego?"

"Tucker?" She said, "Do you know how big San Diego is and how
many hotels there are out there. If it happens again we can plan
ahead but I was busy and think I made my yearly numbers already,
I was at the Marriott Marquis."

RaeAnn laughed, "That's where Judd was too. You could have met
up."

"Tom and I set up on Monday night and never had dinner, Tuesday
we were at the venue, and this morning we answered question until
our fights left, so there wasn't much play time." I explained.

"San Diego looks like fun, but I just wanted to work, sell, and
get home." Gina said acting exhausted from her trip.

Gina and I never discussed our night together, even when we were
alone together, and it's been a year or more since. Whether she
has had other wild nights to sow her oats is unknown to me and I
really don't care. Spence still protects her from the sinners
around him and as she told me that night, she claims to love him
like crazy. She just needs to have a certain itch scratched from
time to time.

Tom told me he hooked up with Tina few more times on return
follow-ups to San Diego until he found that she, too, was
married. Being a confirmed Bachelor Whore, Tom had nothing to do
with her again, or so he says. All I know is that I will never
stray again, no matter how great the temptation.