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.