0 comments/ 32995 views/ 6 favorites Another Ski Weekend Ch. 01 By: ClaudiaInColumbus Chapter One - Friday Night at the Cottage The dishes were washed, the leftover food stored in the refrigerator and another bottle of wine opened. It was probably the fourth bottle of the evening, but on this cold winter night in late January, they weren't going anywhere. Will and Brigit always enjoyed visiting Ross and Kate's cabin, but work schedules and kids kept them from taking advantage as often as the four close friends would like. But this weekend, the kids were all with grandparents or at sleepovers, and the adult-only weekend was just beginning. Actually, Ross and Kate's place wasn't much of a cabin - it was more like a beautiful, full-size house that happened to sit on a picturesque lake in northern Michigan. It had everything, lots of bedrooms and bathrooms, a guesthouse, full garage, huge cedar decks and even a hot tub. It was the perfect spot for a romantic, get-away ski weekend with good friends. The two couples had driven up north separately, Ross and Kate had arrived earlier in the afternoon to turn up the heat and lay in a fire. By the time Will and Brigit had arrived just after sunset, the whole house was toasty and glowing, in a way that is only possible on a cold winter night. Kate was wearing a simple white cotton t-shirt that was just tight enough to show off her rather large breasts. She had purposely set the thermostat higher than usual so she could feel comfortable going braless without "nipping out". Brigit chose a looser, low cut silk top that draped very enticingly over her nicely shaped breasts and showed quite a bit of cleavage. She knew full well that every time she bent over, everyone would get an eyeful. But this weekend, that was the point. The two couples went way back, so long now that they couldn't actually remember how and when they met - sometime back in college or shortly thereafter, and they remained closest of friends. Their relationship had grown over the years as they became more familiar with each other. The girls seem to enjoy flirting with the other's mate, enticing them with an occasional flash of breasts. In the summertime, after the kids were solidly in bed, they had even skinny-dipped together, but nothing too racy had ever occurred. That didn't mean that none of them had any fantasies about the other's mate. Physically, the four were all in pretty good shape, but their body styles differed greatly. Ross was tall and lanky, bordering on skinny, whereas Will was short and wiry. Together, they looked like the old cartoon characters Mutt and Jeff. Despite being over forty, both Ross and Will had admirable six-pack abs and no sign of love handles. Kate was a bit taller than the average woman, and her large, firm breasts and small, almost boyish butt were an admirable combination. Brigit was only slightly shorter than Will, and her trim physique gave evidence to the hours she spent each week working out. Both women had beautiful breasts, but in quite contrasting ways - Brigit's were average in size, perky and perfectly shaped. According to French standards, the ideal breast should fit into a champagne glass, and that was Brigit. Kate's breasts were magnificent, full and round and firm, and would have no doubt spilled out of any kind of glassware. Soon after she and Will had arrived arrived, Brigit had gone to work in the kitchen, spinning her culinary magic, preparing a gourmet meal to start the weekend's festivities. Eventually, she had sent the boys outside to grill the rack of lamb, the barbecue positioned in a sheltered corner of the deck right off one of the big windows in the kitchen. As the boys shivered and stamped their feet, trying to stay warm as they tended the grill, huddled outside in the alcove, Kate and Brigit started to feel guilty about sitting inside the warm kitchen. It was Brigit who suggested flashing them to "warm the cockles of their hearts", and Kate had no problem going along. Brigit knocked on the window to get their attention, and when the boys turned and were definitely looking, she and Kate lifted their shirts, and lingered in their exposed positions longer than what would be considered a quick flash. The girls even had time to look at each other, smiling and laughing at being so bold together. Both women were immediately aware that Will didn't even glance at Brigit, nor did Ross look in Kate's direction. Each husband's eyes were trained solely on the other wife's breasts, and the hunger in their eyes obviously had little to do with the cooking lamb. They weren't leering or being creepy in any way, but the guys' interest was certainly very obvious to the ladies, and they liked that. Aware of how much Will was enjoying the view, Kate started moving her body up and down just enough to make her big tits bounce just a bit. Meanwhile, Brigit could almost feel Ross' eyes drifting across her torso, focusing on her nipples. She liked seeing the appreciative smile sweep over his face, so she turned from side to side to give him an even better view. She even took a deep breath and pushed out her chest, proudly showing off. Each woman knew she was good looking and liked having such power over men. Each woman was also confident in her own relationship with her own husband, but there was something exciting, almost arousing about having a different man stare at her body. It helped that the "other man" was a close friend with whom they were so close and liked a lot. Out in the cold, the flash incident had caused Ross to muse "what is the most beautiful curve on a woman's body?" Will listed his favorites: "breasts, hips, thighs?" But Ross surprised him by answering: "no, it's her smile. And why is it that a woman always smiles so wonderfully when she is flashing her breasts? You see pictures on the internet, and the flashing woman always has this great look on her face, smiling so hard, like she is having a great time and really enjoying the experience. How can we get them to do this more often so they can be as happy as we are when they give us a treat like that?" Inside, Kate asked Brigit "did you notice how Ross never took his eyes off of you? He never even glanced at me." Brigit replied "but Will did the exact same thing. Never looked at me. He was downright leering at your boobs. I guess they'd just prefer to see something different." Both women were silently thinking to themselves for a few seconds before Brigit asked "how often do you think about seeing 'something different', I mean would you like to see Will naked? After all these years of being married, do you ever think of having sex with another man? And if so, do you fantasize about a guy you know, or a stranger, maybe like George Clooney?" Kate said "I wouldn't kick George Clooney out of bed, that's for sure. But if I was going to cheat, I'd probably pick somebody whom I really liked, and who really liked me, so that would have to be a close friend. But don't worry - I'm not out to steal your husband." After a few more seconds of contemplation, Kate said "why do you ask? Would you like to see Ross take off his clothes? How much would you like to have his hands go over you like his eyes just did when we were flashing? Would you pick a stranger, or would you rather get it on with somebody you know?" Brigit thought about it, but didn't answer, and both women fell silent. They were both thinking about the possibilities, until a minute later when Ross and Will brought in the grilled lamb. Dinner was exquisite, and between the food, wine, lighting and dinner music, the combination of sensory stimuli put all four people into a nice mellow mood. As they retired to the living room and flopped down into the sofa and love seat in front of the fire, Ross dashed out to check on the hot tub. Alas, he declared that it would take at least another half hour to reach an acceptable temperature. Brigit giggled and declared that she had forgotten about the hot tub and hadn't brought her swimsuit. Will scoffed and said that given their lengthy flash as dinner was being prepared, the naked dash to the hot tub on the darkened deck should be easier. It was Kate who said "what's a little nudity between friends? And it's nothing we all haven't seen before, and I'm sure there will be more of that this weekend." Kate noticed how Will had turned to look at her, catching her eye. He was simply looking at her with great interest and intensity. Kate had the impression that he was mentally undressing her already, and she caught herself fantasizing about standing completely naked in front of him. Not just exposing her breasts to a man other than her husband, but standing there completely undressed, allowing him to see every inch of her naked body. Brigit leaned over the coffee table to pour herself another glass of wine, and she glanced at Ross and noticed how he was staring at her cleavage. She purposely turned just a bit to give him a better look at her breasts, which, given the loose fit of her silk blouse, she knew would be completely visible from his vantage point. She even poured more slowly and was pleased that Ross never averted his glance. Brigit knew that her breasts were perfectly shaped, but just not as big as Kate's. So his intense gaze was her validation that her body was desirable too, and that felt good. "So what do we do for a half hour until the hot tub reaches 104 degrees?" asked Ross. Glances were exchanged, but no suggestions. One thing was sure - the TV wasn't going to be turned on. They all knew that would only ruin the evening. Ross leaned over and whispered something in Kate's ear, causing her to giggle and say: "well, this is one time I'm not going to disagree." Ross looked at Will and Brigit and said: "how about a game of strip poker?" Brigit immediately complained: "I don't think I need to have anybody see me naked. On top of that, strip poker is inherently unfair to women. We're already showing stuff when we're down to one piece of clothing whereas you guys are still technically dressed." Will turned to Brigit and asked: "isn't this a good reason why you work out like a fiend every day?" Brigit shrugged and said "well, I don't work out so I can play strip poker with you guys. I guess I'm comfortable enough with my body. OK, but I think us women should get an extra piece of clothing." Ross and Will looked at each other, smiling at how easily the girls had been talked into it all and all it cost them was agreeing to give the women a free round. All four were wearing five pieces of clothing: two socks, a shirt, pants and underwear, so it was agreed that Brigit and Kate would each get one free pass. Both girls burned their free round in the first hand, and Ross lost a sock. On the second hand, Ross lost another sock, and Will and Brigit each lost their first. The card god was not smiling on Ross, because on the third hand, he lost again, and he took off his shirt while Brigit and Will took off their second socks. Kate was feeling pretty confident, having won two of the first three hands, and she enjoyed watching her husband start to squirm. She thought to herself "serves him right, he wanted to play, figuring us women would be nude in no time, and he's the one who's half-naked already." The fourth hand was no better for Ross, and he was forced to take off his pants while Kate lost her first sock and Will took off his shirt. Ross dawdled, seemingly flustered that he was the one losing so quickly. This wasn't how he had it all planned. He was by far the best poker player in the game, and it was Kate and Brigit who were supposed to be down to their last piece of clothing, not him. As he slid out of his jeans, Brigit watched with interest. This answered one of her questions - Ross was a briefs guy, not boxers, and he obviously favored the minimalist, low-cut Speedo style. This pair was red and tight, giving her a very good idea of exactly what was underneath, and what she figured would soon be out in full view. On top of that, she was amazed at how muscular and defined his thighs and calves were. She knew he was big time into bicycling, but all those miles in the saddle had given him an amazing set of legs. So much so, she found herself staring. She even found herself thinking about how nice it would be to wrap her legs around his. Ross was very relieved when he looked at his next hand and saw he had two pair, kings high. He finally won a hand. Maybe this meant that his luck was changing. Kate lost only her second sock, while Brigit was forced to take off her pants, but didn't seem to mind. In fact, she made a point of showing off her thong, holding up her long blouse and shaking her booty to give everybody a better look at her fit, trim behind. The next hand, Ross got a pair of aces, but Kate had a flush and he came to the uncomfortable realization that he was beaten. He had lost, and he wondered how to be graceful about it. Could he back out now and just get everybody to go in the hot tub? He noticed his wife was smirking, and he felt a bit embarrassed. There she was, sitting back in the sofa, having lost only her two socks, and the expression on her face said she was waiting for him to live up to his end of the bargain. After all, the game was his idea. Kate got up, and forced Ross to stand directly in front of Brigit. From behind, she started to slide his briefs down slowly, but he resisted, holding her hands in place against his hips. Kate kissed him on his neck and quietly whispered in his ear "I want her to see you". He relented, finally allowing her to pull down his briefs. Ross was a little disappointed when he saw Brigit averting her gaze. As his briefs fell to the floor and he stepped out of them, he hoped she was just being polite and wasn't feeling uncomfortable or embarrassed for him. He was normally endowed at best, and he certainly wasn't aroused. Kate turned him around in a complete circle to show everything he had to everybody. As he turned back facing Brigit, she began to look at him closely, moving her head slightly to give a better angle. He realized she was studying him, looking intently at his penis. And from only five feet away, he knew she could see every fold, wrinkle and vein in his cock. Her eyes were locked on the tip of his cock, and he found it almost thrilling to watch her interest. He hadn't a woman other than Kate look at him naked that in years, and he realized it was very exciting. Finally, Brigit licked her lips, rolling her tongue, making a rather sensuous low humming sound. He felt himself start to get harder. Brigit noticed right away how his cock was definitely getting bigger, and her face showed a bit of bad girl smile. From behind, Kate started to play with his nipples, a trick she had learned long ago and always excited Ross, and his cock continued to swell. The girls enjoyed watching and playing with Ross, both women being in a position of power over him, knowing he was literally and figuratively naked. It was Kate who broke the moment, spanking him on the butt and telling him to go outside and check the hot tub. As Ross turned to go out to the deck, Will called him back, noting that since she too had lost the hand, Brigit had to make a choice whether she was going to be bottomless or topless, and since he was the first to lose, Ross was certainly entitled to watch. "This is a time-honored question for women - in a strip poker game, do we shed our tops or bottoms first? Top or bottom? Bottom or top? Kate - what should I do?" asked Brigit. Kate pointed out that her thong didn't leave much covered, so it wouldn't make much difference if she took it off. Will disagreed, noting that topless sunbathing is commonplace in many parts of the world, so he counseled Brigit to take off her top first. "Ross - which article of clothing would you like to see me take off first?" asked Brigit, slowly looking up and down his naked body as he stood there by the door. "Of course, I'd like you to take off your top, because I've been waiting to see your breasts again since you flashed us before dinner," he responded. "OK, but I'm going to need your help, so come back over here and help me take off my blouse" she said as she stood up. Ross eagerly walked back over to her and put his hands on her hips, moving his hands upwards, allowing his hands to slide slowly along her breasts and nipples as he lifted her blouse over her head. Even that quick touch of her breasts started getting him aroused again. Her breasts weren't quite as big as Kate's, but they were every bit as satisfying. Maybe even more so because of the newness and just the fact that Brigit thought enough of him to let him touch her like that. It was like he was back in high school, getting his first trip to second base. Brigit moved close enough to him and turned around so that her hip brushed against his swelling penis, not once, but twice, presenting herself for his viewing pleasure. He liked what he saw. Ross turned to Kate and was aware that she was actually enjoying the show and seemed in no way jealous or threatened. She was still ahead in the game and didn't seem to be worried about anything. "Go check the hot tub, Mr. Handyman." He obeyed and the quick trip out in the cold quickly took away whatever erection he had started to attain. The hot tub had reached 104degF, so on his way back inside, he detoured into the master bathroom and gathered four towels. By the time he got back to the living room, Brigit had just lost and was taking off her thong. He stopped to watch the show. Ross and Brigit stood naked facing each other, eyes drifting up and down inspecting each other's body. Brigit pirouetted for his viewing pleasure, enjoying his appreciative gaze. After being so far ahead in the game, Kate had lost the last three hands, bringing her to the choice of being topless or bottomless. She decided to shed her panties, leaving her in only her tight t-shirt. Maybe it was the cold air drifting in as Ross had briefly opened the door to the deck, or maybe she just found herself getting excited, but Kate's nipples were hard and erect, displaying proudly through the cotton fabric. As she felt herself getting aroused, she pulled down on the t-shirt to cover her moistening pussy, but that only made her nipples more visible. Ross grabbed a towel and invited Brigit to go out to the hot tub with him. She took hers, and in an amazing display of modesty, wrapped herself in the towel. As if to seek permission, she glanced at Will, who smiled and waved at her to go outside. Since the sliding door in the master bedroom was actually the closest to the hot tub and shortened the naked dash through the cold winter air, Ross and Brigit walked into the master bedroom. But before Ross opened the outside door in the bedroom, he took Brigit's towel off from around her body and gave her a hug, pressing her breasts against his torso and her stomach against his penis. Since they were out of sight of their spouses, they lingered, enjoying the feeling of their naked bodies against each other. She liked having a different body pressing against hers - her head against his chest, and his penis as high as her navel. After a few seconds, she pushed him back, but only far enough to allow her to reach down and take his cock in her hand. He had already been getting hard and her touch quickened his erection. "I want to see you hard," was all she said. With her other hand, she guided Ross' hand to her breasts. She rubbed and massaged his cock for about a minute until he was fully erect, smiled to herself at seeing him get that excited that quickly. Having accomplished exactly what she wanted to do, she let him go, opened the door, stepped out on the deck and slid into the hot tub. Hard as a rock and wanting more, Ross followed quickly behind her. Back in the living room, Kate had lost the final hand and was mentally preparing to take off her t-shirt and get completely naked. But before she could get the shirt completely over her head, Will said "how would you like to go for double or nothing?" Another Ski Weekend Ch. 01 Hoping she could still somehow be the overall winner, she slipped her t-shirt back over her breasts and asked "what do you mean double or nothing?" "Well, when Ross helped my wife take off her blouse, he rather shamelessly felt her up, much to her enjoyment too. Did you notice that? How about if we play one more hand, and if you win, I lose. I get naked. Game over. We go join our spouses in the hot tub. But if I win, I get to help you take off your shirt, and you must realize, I might touch your breasts, just like Ross did with my wife. Maybe even more so." Kate thought about it for a nanosecond and agreed. Then she dealt and lost. The living room was almost fully visible from the hot tub, so Ross and Brigit could see Kate stand up, and put her arms up in the air, preparing herself to be stripped of her shirt. Will started on her hips, allowing his fingers to brush along her pubic hair, sliding his hands upwards very slowly. He paused at her breasts, massaging them slowly under her shirt. She didn't resist at all. In fact, she closed her eyes and reveled in the touch of his hands. He finally slid her t-shirt up over her head, and she let it drop to the floor. Will's hands returned to her breasts, and once again, she didn't resist. She was really enjoying herself, so she was going to let him feel her as long as he wanted. He bent down and kissed her nipples, then rolled his tongue around them. She pulled his head between her breasts and liked the feel of his stubble against her soft skin. She held him there for a moment before finally pushing away, declaring it was time to join their spouses in the hot tub. Will relented, but then asked for her help in taking off his briefs. Kate jumped at the chance to help him get naked. She walked over to him, put both her hands firmly in the front of his briefs, taking his penis in her hands. The effect was almost instantaneous and she could feel his cock get harder and harder. Finally, she slipped to her knees, pulling his underwear down with her, allowing his stiffened cock to spring out right before her gaze. She nuzzled him softly with her face, allowing the tip of his penis to rub along her lips. She used her hands to inspect Will's cock, amazed at the difference in the shape compared to Ross. They were about the same size, but Will's penis turned upwards dramatically, like some statues of mythical satyrs. I was completely different than Ross' penis, which turned slightly downwards, even when fully erect. She wondered how it would feel with a different shaped cock inside her. She could probably even have sex with him while they were both standing up, a feat that she always found impossible with her taller husband. Will was fully hard now, and Kate put him inside her mouth. But only for a fleeting moment. She suddenly felt as if someone was watching, that they were going to get caught, and that there would be trouble. She got up off her knees and glanced out towards the hot tub. She couldn't see outside because of the reflected glare off the windows, but from experience, she knew that they were probably fully visible from outside. She wondered how much Ross and Brigit had seen. Maybe they hadn't been paying attention. Maybe the windows were foggy. Will didn't care; he would have given anything to put his cock back in her mouth, and he called out after her as she grabbed a towel and headed to the master bedroom. Sitting next to each other in the hot tub facing the house, Ross and Brigit had seen everything. Looking at each other, they knew they both felt the same way - not threatened or jealous, but rather a little disappointed that they hadn't done more touching, feeling, massaging and probing when they were standing naked with each other back inside the doorway. Ross put his hand on Brigit's knee and started to slide it up her thigh and said "I think we're owed more on this deal." She instinctively grabbed his hand, stopping him from going any further. But after a couple of seconds, she relented, and his hand slid the rest of the way up the inside of her thigh until the edge of his hand was touching her pubic hair. He would have touched her more, but he stopped when Will and Kate stepped out on the deck and slid into the hot tub with them. Will immediately asked nobody and everybody "how can this weekend get any better?" There were no suggestions. They went on to talk about everything, kids, jobs, marriage, sex. They talked so long that Kate decided to go back inside and get the bottle of wine. She dried off quickly, but then made no effort to cover up, and she could be seen walking naked through the house. She even stopped to stoke the fire, bending over to add a couple of logs, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was putting on quite a show. The hot tub was warm enough that every so often, it was easy to get overheated. One of the eight seats was only about six inches under the water level, so the four took turns cooling off in that spot. The women were not embarrassed to sit with their breasts completely exposed for several minutes, even though the men made no effort to avert their gaze. The girls joked that they knew they knew when to go back in the deeper water - when their nipples got hard. Finally, the women declared they were going back inside, but Will and Ross said they'd stay outside for a few more minutes. As soon as she closed the door, Kate asked Brigit "so how much would you see from the hot tub?" Brigit replied "pretty much everything. But please don't feel bad. In fact, I have to confess that before we went out the door, I gave Ross the start of a good hand job, and I was feeling guilty too. I'm sorry if you feel bad about anything that happened this evening, but I don't. I actually have found it exhilarating, haven't you? I mean, I know you're not going to steal my husband, and you know that I'm not going to steal yours. You do know that, don't you? I mean, we're close friends, close enough I'd share anything with you, even my hubby's cock." Brigit paused and then asked "have you ever thought of swapping for the evening? I know I'd enjoy it. And if I was going to do that, I'd want to do a guy I really felt close to, and Ross might be at the top of my list. What about you?" As they toweled dry, Kate thought about it, but couldn't convince herself to do it, at least not tonight. "Not tonight, but let's talk about it tomorrow. You and I can go for a good long walk and talk over some issues I might have. How would this affect our relationship with each other? And would we still feel the same way about our husbands if we knew they had sex with somebody else? Would Will ever look at me the same way after I fucked him? Would Ross look at you the same way?" Brigit quickly replied: "If we did it, I hope they would look at us differently. But I hope that different look would be a sparkle in the other husband's eyes because we all enjoyed it so much. I'm not saying we need to do this regularly, or even ever again, and maybe it's the wine talking, but I'm feeling good about it now. I know I need to get laid tonight, and I'm sure Will will take care of me. But if you were to offer Ross to me, I'd jump at the chance." The door slid open and the guys ruined the conversation by walking into the room. "We'll discuss it tomorrow," said Brigit, as she took Will's hand and led him out of the room and up the stairs. Ross stood there looking clueless and asked "what was that all about? He didn't even get to dry off." Kate chuckled to herself and said "wouldn't you like to know". She put on her robe and said "meet me by the fireplace". She grabbed the quilt off the bed, walked into the great room and pulled the blankets and pillows off the sofas and spread them in front of the fire, snuggling into them. Ross followed a couple of minutes later, and she was surprised to see that he had gotten into his pajamas. She asked "Don't you know I am just going to pull those off of you now?" Before he lay down next to her, he took off his shirt. As he lay down beside her, the first thing he did was to pull apart her robe. He stared at her breasts for a long time. He kissed her softly, then harder and more passionately, finally flicking his tongue against hers. She responded with her typical passion and began playing with his nipples, which she knew always got him going. She recalled the day soon after they got married when they discovered his sensitivity and that all she had to do was lick his nipples and he would quickly get turned on. After making him climax so quickly that night, he had asked her if all guys' nipples were as sensitive, and she laughed, truthfully saying "my experience has been rather limited, like only with you." They continued their caressing in front of the fire, and soon, her robe had been tossed aside and Ross' pajama bottoms were pulled off. His fingers began to probe between her thighs, and she fondled his cock, feeling it stiffen in her hand. As soon as he touched her clitoris, she started squirming and closed her eyes and lay back to let him do whatever he wanted. Slowly, they both became aware of Brigit's voice from the upstairs bedroom, and she was obviously getting close to an orgasm. Even through the closed bedroom door, her heavy moaning and gasps were easily audible, mixed in with little squeals and shrill cries of pleasure. It was very obvious when she finally climaxed because she kept repeating "oh God, oh my God" over and over again. Moments later, she started screaming "Oh my God, I'm coming again, and again, and again." More muffled, deeper sounds were obviously signs that Will was finally coming. Ross and Kate were more than a little amused and actually stopped to listen. "Well, I know she needed that" said Kate. Ross started to kiss his way down Kate's body and said "now it's your turn". He twisted his tongue into her wet pussy and flicked against it against her clit. She responded by arching her back, thrusting her hips against his face and tongue, pulsating with ecstasy. Two of his fingers were inside her now, sliding in and out and rubbing against her g-spot. Soon, she felt her own orgasm growing inside, that point when she knew she couldn't stop the waves of pleasure. She came hard, trying to be more quiet than Brigit had been, but she didn't really care that it wasn't working. She reached with her hands to hold him in place to slow his stimulation of her pussy, but he simply climbed on top of her, and propping himself up with one arm, he took his hard cock with the other and rubbed the outside of her cunt with it, and as the tip of his penis stroked her clitoris, it threw her into a second orgasm. Finally, he slid his cock into her wetness and lowered himself fully on top of her, kissing her hard as he entered her. She was still coming, rocking under his body, wrapping her legs around his hips to pull him tighter inside her. His cock seemed so big and hard inside her, it was like he was made of steel. She gasped and groaned as the waves of pleasure rolled over her again, and again, and again. Then she heard the bedroom door open upstairs. They were wrapped together so hard and Ross was thrusting and pounding inside her so much that she almost missed it. But she slowed instinctively and looked up at the balcony to see somebody looking down from the shadows of the upstairs hallway. It was Brigit, wrapped in her white bathrobe, probably on her way to the bathroom. She stopped and looked down at them, bringing her hand to her mouth in surprise at the sight below her. Then Brigit stepped back into the shadows. Kate knew full well that she was watching Ross' tight butt as it rose and fell, pounding his cock inside her. Ross realized Kate had become distracted so he slowed his pace and raised his head to look into Kate's eyes. He saw her looking up at the open hallway, but before he could turn to look, she pulled his head down to her face and whispered in his ear "don't turn your head, but Brigit is up there watching us". Ross froze, but Kate encouraged him to keep going, saying, "let her watch us. I want her to see you fucking me like this. Let her see your tight butt pumping into me. I want her to see you come inside me. Let her watch you come. Go ahead, keep fucking me. I want your sperm inside me. Don't slow down. Give her a show." She held him and wrapped her legs around his hips even tighter, slapping his bare butt, and started to thrust her hips into his. Between hearing Kate talk so dirty, and knowing that Brigit was watching them, the situation was too erotically exciting for Ross, and he came quickly, gasping and grunting as he poured his semen into Kate. He came long and hard, and when he thought he might be done, Kate knew just how to make him twitch a little more. He panted as he finally lay still on top of her, catching his breath for a minute. Eventually, he whispered "is she still there? Was she ever really there, or was that just a ploy on your part to get me to come quickly?" She whispered back to him "No, I assure you, she was there, standing back in the shadows, but I don't think I can see her white robe now." Ross rolled off of Kate and lay quietly next to her, squinting up to the hallway, which was open to the great room from above. In the darkness, he couldn't see any sign of life above. But Brigit was still there. Realizing her robe probably made her conspicuous, even in the low light, she had dropped it to the floor, standing naked in the shadows, camouflaged in a way, invisible, silently watching Ross and Kate from above. Now she stared at them as they lay spent next to each other, focusing on Ross' tall, trim body, especially his wet, semi-erect, glistening penis, and the small pool of dripping semen collecting on his leg. It surprised her that after at least three orgasms with Will within the last hour, she would still like more. She stared at Ross, noting the difference between his tall body, and that of her husband. Her hand drifted down her stomach until it reached her pubic hair, which was still wet from all her lovemaking tonight. She slid her middle finger into the wetness and touched her clitoris, and she rubbed herself just enough to get excited again, staring at Ross, naked below. She resolved to talk to Kate about doing something completely different tomorrow night. Another Ski Weekend Ch. 02 Chapter 2 - Saturday Kate was the first one to get up on Saturday morning, and she set out to go through her standard hostess routine. She made coffee, emptied the dishwasher, and pulled out some basic stuff for breakfast. She knew Ross and Will weren't going to be awake for hours, but she expected Brigit to get up soon. That might give her the opportunity to talk over what she had been thinking about. Sure enough, the coffee hadn't even finished brewing before Brigit came downstairs in her white robe and said "well, good morning, how are you feeling today? Maybe a bit sore?" Kate retorted "You should know. How much did you see?" "Once again, pretty much everything. After last night, I can now say from experience that your husband has a nice, tight butt, and he sure seems to know how to make it move in the right ways." Kate got quiet and Brigit wondered if she had overstepped her bounds. "Hey, I didn't mean anything by that, and I'm sorry if I was being an unwelcome voyeur. Will you forgive me?" Kate reassured her that everything was fine between them. "In fact, when I whispered in Ross' ear that I thought you were standing upstairs watching us, he got so excited that he came almost immediately. Could you tell that? You couldn't hear us, could you?" "Well, I couldn't hear what you whispering to each other, but I sure could hear you before that when you were obviously having your own multiple orgasms. And Ross tried to be quiet when he was coming, but that wasn't really effective." "Once again, you should talk. We stopped our lovemaking when we heard you screaming. I counted three orgasms, was that about right?" was Kate's comeback. "Yeah, I kinda lost count. But to be honest, I think I would have liked even more. I think that's why I got up after Will fell asleep. Sex always enervates me, so I guess I just needed more entertainment. Do you ever get like that?" asked Brigit. "Always. Ross usually falls asleep right away, and I go downstairs and watch TV for two more hours. Why is it that men and women are so different? Why is this Mars-Venus thing so apparent in some ways?" As they sipped their coffees, they talked about a million other things, but not the one issue that they both really wanted to discuss. It wasn't until that afternoon, as they drove into town for errands that Brigit broached the subject again. In between, the two couples spent the main part of the day cross-country skiing for hours. Ross carried a backpack with bottles of water, a baguette, gouda cheese, salami, apple slices, and a bottle of good Cotes-du-Rhone. They stopped for a picnic lunch at a clearing overlooking the lake. They had been there before, and it was nicely furnished with big cut logs that could be used as seats and a table. It was a beautiful sunny day - cold, but no wind - ideal for an afternoon outdoors in northern Michigan. When they got back to the house, Ross immediately removed the top to the hot tub. He went back inside, grabbed a beer, took off his clothes in the master bedroom and climbed into the tub. It didn't take Will long to follow suit. As the boys were relaxing outside, Kate asked Brigit "should we join them? The hot tub is always great after skiing. In fact, I think the original hot tub was designed specifically for apres-ski relaxation." Brigit agreed, and went upstairs to grab her towel. When she got back downstairs, she went into the master bedroom and stripped in full view of the guys, carefully laying her clothes on a chair. When Kate came out of the bathroom wrapped only in her towel, Brigit asked her "are you ready for some bright daylight nudity? Do you think they'll appreciate it?" Kate laughed out loud, pointing to the gaping faces of the guys as they sat in the hot tub watching Brigit's show. "I think your answer is right there. Let's go give them some close-ups." The naked women hurried out the door and into the cold air. Ever the gentleman, Ross stood up and offered his hand to Kate, who took it and steadied herself as she got into the tub, quickly crouching down below the bubbling water. Likewise, Will helped Brigit in and the four were soon oohing and ahhing as they used the jets to massage sore muscles. Kate told her standard joke that there were three settings for the jets: low, medium and "who-needs-a-man." Like the night before, the water was hot enough that occasionally each person found it necessary to sit up out of the water to cool off a bit. Will even got out of the tub and rolled quickly in the snow, but he couldn't talk anybody else into it. The women were obviously comfortable being naked in the sunlight and smiled as they watched the guys look them over. Kate kept sitting up just enough to bring her nipples above the water line for their viewing pleasure. As Brigit took her turn on the edge of the tub, basking in the sunlight, Ross said "you know, the women in our circle of friends have done very well for themselves - I especially mean physically. You all have taken good care of yourselves, you're all in very good shape, and you all look great. You all look like you're ten years younger than you are, and you've all got bodies of twenty-something models. If I didn't know, I wouldn't be able to tell that either of you had any children. In fact, each one of you could be used as the definition of 'MILF', and I would like to thank you for all your time and effort." Will agreed, noting that of their circle of friends, his two favorite MILFs were here today. The girls laughed, but he made it a point to say that he wasn't joking. After those compliments, both women made it a point to show off by sitting up out of the water as much as they could, given the cold air. But finally, they declared that they had had enough, and they climbed out of the tub to go back inside. It's hard to be graceful and ladylike stepping out of a hot tub, but they didn't seem to care what and how much was visible from behind. From his seat closest to the door, Ross was treated to a particularly close view of Brigit's rear end and he moved across the tub to keep watching as they went inside. Both men enjoyed seeing the women towel dry, especially since they didn't seem to make any effort to hide from view or finish quickly. Kate even wrapped her towel around just her waist rather than her entire body, leaving her breasts exposed as she moved about the room gathering her clothes. Brigit took her time drying herself and dressed very slowly, making a point to face the door, occasionally glancing to see who was watching. But the show was soon concluded and the men were left alone. It was Will who first broke the silence and asked Ross "what would your reaction be if your wife suggested swapping spouses for an evening. Would feel comfortable if you knew that Kate was upstairs having sex with another guy?" Ross responded "Well, I'd have no problem with it if I was having sex with his wife, especially if that woman was as attractive as your wife, just as an example. Why, do you think there's a possibility that they might actually be planning a swap this evening? Honestly, I'd jump at the chance. What do you think?" "Ross, you're probably my best friend in the whole world, and I would share anything with you, including my wife. My decision is even easier to make given the fact that your wife is drop-dead gorgeous and because I have secretly lusted after her for years. I hope you don't take that the wrong way." Ross laughed. "How can I take it the wrong way when we're discussing sleeping with each other's wife? And to boot, I have also secretly lusted after your wife for years too. Well, maybe not so secretly. Anyway, let's talk to our respective wives and see if we can arrange something." Will smiled and nodded in agreement, already picturing himself fucking Kate. Before the men even got out of the hot tub, the women declared that they were driving into town to do some quick shopping. Not that the closest town offered any special must-have deals; it was really just an excuse to get out so they could talk alone with each other. As she drove her car out of the driveway, Brigit asked "so have you thought about what we talked about after the hot tub last night?" Kate hesitated. "You mean what it would be like to be with another man? Yeah, the idea has been running through my mind all day and Ijust need to convince myself that it's for me. Sure, I'd like to have sex with another guy, but how would I feel afterwards? I'm afraid that there would just be awkward silence. And could I do that at the price of knowing that my husband is fucking somebody else at the same time?" "Is that what kept you from finishing Will's blow job last night?" Kate blushed visibly, and said "I'm sorry about that. I went too far, didn't I?" "No, you probably didn't go far enough," Brigit replied. "He and I actually talked about it last night. He loved having his cock in your mouth, even if it was only for a few seconds. He even told me that afterwards, and asked if there was any way we could go even further this evening. So without giving him all the details of our conversation, I just told him I would work on it. Now back to my original point, what would have been the down side of you giving him a BJ? I'd be glad to reciprocate and suck off Ross. How would that sit with you? Would you hate me if you knew I did that? And taking the concept a bit further, what's the difference if he comes in your mouth or if he comes in your pussy? If I know I get reciprocal treatment, and I know Will's coming home with me at the end of the weekend, I'd take you up on it." Kate thought about it for a second and kept coming back to the mental image of standing face to face with Will and having his upturned cock inside her. She was sure they'd be a perfect fit and she was getting wet just thinking about it. The idea really appealed to her, but she really needed to get over her inhibitions, and she said so to Brigit. Kate went into detail about how twelve years of Catholic schooling can leave some pretty deep guilt and hang-ups. "Look, you need to relax and break the rules once in a while. I think you'd really enjoy it, and I'm not just saying that so I can sleep with your husband. You're definitely one of my best friends, and if there was anybody I'd trust fucking my husband, it's probably you. I wouldn't feel threatened or jealous in any way, and I hope you wouldn't either. And to be perfectly honest, the idea of having your husband's cock inside me and riding him hard makes me wet just thinking about it." Kate thought about it for a moment and asked "well, what would happen afterwards? Would we just wake up in the morning with the other guy?" "No," Brigit interjected, "last night we saw what usually happens. They'll fall asleep, and you and I can meet back downstairs and compare notes. Afterwards, we'll go back to our respective rooms and wake up with our own husbands. And we'll promise to each other, and make the guys agree, that what happens at the lake house, stays at the lake house." That prospect appealed to Kate and for the first time, she began to seriously consider the swap. Kate asked "do we talk about this between all of us, or do you and I just make it happen? Because I'm about 99.44% sure that Ross will go along with it. He's always really liked you, in a 'friend' kind of way, and you can tell by the way he has looked at you this weekend that he'd love to get you in the sack too. I'm just worried that he'll look at me differently knowing that I had sex with Will." "C'mon Kate, Ross is an open-minded kind of guy. He'll look at it exactly like you would - you'd appreciate him giving you the opportunity to live out a fantasy. How much would you like to actually do something like this, with his full support? He'll think the same way. I know that's how Will and I would look at it. I mean, how much does this opportunity mean to you? How much would you enjoy it?" Kate was quick to respond "oh, a lot, an awful lot. Truthfully, I've had a hard time getting the shape of Will's cock out of my mind. You know me, my experience is rather limited. I only had a vague idea that penises could be shaped that differently. And the thought of trying it on for size really appeals to me. In fact, I can feel myself getting hot right now, just talking about it. I'd love to get away with this, and I guess that's what the situation is to me, trying to 'get away with' having sex with another man. I know I'd enjoy it immensely. And what about the future? Is this what we're going to do every time you and Will come up north? Can we promise this is a once-in-a-lifetime event? Or at least if everybody promises to give each other veto power over any future occurrences, I'd probably go along with it. Just this once. Unless I really want to do it again." Brigit now knew that the idea had been firmly planted in Kate's mind and gave her a minute to come to grips with her decision. Finally, Brigit broke the silence, "I think we should try it. And I agree with you - right now, this is a once-in-a-lifetime event. Just keep thinking of how desirable Will finds you, and I can assure you, when he made his comment today about his top two MILFs, he has you at the top of the list, not me. He adores you. And I promise you, he'll satisfy you in every way. Just relax and let him do all the work. He's a control freak, and he likes it better that way anyway." She paused before adding "any tips for making Ross happy?" Kate laughed out loud. "He'll be so excited with you that I'm betting that he'll come almost immediately, you just watch. But to his credit, he's really, and I mean REALLY, good with his tongue. It's like his tongue is prehensile, and it's long and strong, and fast too. It's like he's got a vibrator in his mouth, and he loves to use it. Just be prepared to come a jillion times." When Brigit and Kate got back to the house, the boys were watching the end of the Michigan basketball game. Ross and Will were ecstatic that the Wolverines were about to beat archrival Ohio State, so the women were sure their men be in a good mood tonight. Dinner reservations were scheduled for 8pm, and they left the house almost two hours early to give them time to walk through Charlevoix, a trendy little town not too far out of the way to dinner. It was still cold, but with no wind, and window shopping for an hour sounded appealing to them all. Kate admired a sweater in the front display of one store, but refused to let Ross go inside and buy it for her. Brigit bought some candles, and Ross bought some ski wax. Dinner was at a world class, destination restaurant with a fantastic wine cellar surprising for being located in a podunk little town in northern Michigan. Seating was limited, but their reservations had been made over a month in advance. Ross' brother was a regular at the restaurant, and he had given them suggestions as to what to order for both food and beverage. Kate was surprised at the cost of the recommended bottle of wine, but after tasting it, agreed that it was better than anything they had back at the lake house. Being a gourmet cook herself, Brigit quizzed the waiter, asking about the ingredients in the various dishes on the menu, where everything was grown and purchased and how fresh the fish was. The waiter was in no hurry, and did an admirable job answering all her questions. This was not the first dinner together during which the chef came out of the kitchen and stopped by their table to talk with Brigit. The chef quickly gathered that the waiter was right - this lady knew her stuff, and he invited her into the kitchen for a quick tour. Ross, Will and Kate declined to accompany her and simply stayed put and ordered a second bottle of wine. When she returned, Brigit concurred with the suggestions from Ross' brother, and she supervised the ordering process. When the food was delivered to the table, she had to have a bite of everything, pronouncing this incredible, that needs a bit more cilantro, or those were perfectly cooked. Nobody had room for dessert, although Ross insisted on having an Irish coffee. They got back to the house just before 11pm, it had been a long, strenuous day, but nobody was yawning. Ross rekindled the fire while the ladies disappeared for a minute. Before they returned, he had it blazing, and the room was getting toasty again. Kate and Brigit walked in together and stood by the fire, looking at Ross and Will. Brigit broke the silence by saying "We women have an announcement. We think we should do something different tonight. Really different. A once-in-a-lifetime thing that Kate and I have talked over, and I think you both have an inkling of what's coming. I suggest that we indulge ourselves in a little fantasy, and I think you guys will be willing to go along. There are only a few rules. One - it can't be expected to happen ever again, and there will never be any pressure on any of us to do this again. Two - nobody can ever mention it to any of our friends or relatives, especially our relatives. Three - it can't be allowed to negatively affect any of the relationships between us four, especially between spouses. Will and Ross, if you agree, we'll tell you what we want to do." Will knew what was going to happen, and quickly assented. Ross still didn't believe it, but he agreed, hoping it was what he thought it was. Kate got up, took Will's hand, and led him upstairs to his bedroom. Brigit sat down on the sofa next to Ross, put his hand on his leg, stroked his thigh and asked him "is this what you were hoping it was?" He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately, trying to maintain composure, but his pent up desire was already showing through. As his hands slid under her blouse, his tongue began probing her lips, and she thrilled at his touch. Her clothes were off in an instant, and his hands were everywhere. She pulled his shirt over his head, unbuckled his belt and his pants slid down. She quickly admired how his tight blue briefs were bulging with anticipation. He was hard already, and she was so excited that she found herself literally dripping between her thighs. He quickly pulled off his underwear, and she grabbed his hard cock. He pressed her naked body against his, kissing her deeply, just like the night before. But tonight, they knew they didn't have to stop. He picked her up and carried her into the master bedroom, kissing her passionately all the way. He set her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, kissing his way down her neck, all over her breasts, sucking on her nipples, licking his way down to her navel, and finally probing with his tongue into her pubic hair. She was so excited that she threw her legs wide open, feeling his tongue slide in and out of her sweet, wet cunt. His tongue flicked expertly across her clitoris, quickly driving her to ecstasy and her first of many orgasms. She shuddered as the waves of pleasure rolled over her body and she squealed with excitement. Ross slowed his pace, allowing her to catch her breath, but soon, he was fucking her again with his tongue, sliding it in and out of her cunt, rubbing her clit with every move. She came again. And again. And again. It was like one long orgasm, every time she would think she was settling down, he would change the angle, depth of penetration or motion of his tongue so that it stimulated her in a new and different way. Finally, he rolled over on his back and invited her to get on top of him. As she mounted him, he took his hard cock and slid it into her, causing them both to shudder with delight as they thrust their hips together, pumping themselves into ecstasy. Between gasps, Ross said "Oh my God, I've wanted to do this for years." Brigit was coming again and could only groan in response. She was starting to get exhausted, so she sat up and started to play with Ross' nipples, rolling her fingertips around them lightly, stimulating them the same way she liked to have her nipples touched. That was all it took, and he came inside her, thrusting so hard he almost came out of her. But she kept rocking in unison with him and pumped him until he could take no more stimulation and begged her to stop. Another Ski Weekend Ch. 02 She lay on top of him for a few minutes, before he asked her "are you sure this is only a once-in-a-lifetime event? Because I'd really like to make this a regular occurrence. You know, maybe twice a week." They laughed and laughed until finally, they both lay back, exhausted. After only a minute, Ross propped himself up on one elbow and caressed Brigit's breasts and slid his fingers down her belly and between her thighs. He could feel all the wetness in her pussy, both hers and his, and soon he was stroking her gently, arousing her again. His fingers slid in and out of her, and he bent down to lick her clitoris. He used his tongue in ways that amazed her - he could make it vibrate back and forth, and he could use it like a battering ram, sliding in and out of her. He was literally fucking her with his tongue. She came, and came, and came, one orgasm spilling into the next. She finally pulled his head away from her, holding his face between her breasts. He let her relax for a few minutes before he started kissing her breasts and sliding his fingers between her thighs again. She pushed him away; she couldn't take anymore and declared that had been her last orgasm of the evening because she was literally getting a bit sore. Upstairs, things were also going just fine. Kate had led Will into the guest bedroom, shut the door behind them and jumped into his arms. He held her as they exchanged long, wet kisses, and they quickly began undressing each other. Will was fascinated with her large, full breasts and fondled, kissed and licked them with great delight. She loved having his short beard rubbing against her soft breasts and nipples, and he seemed so good at touching them, not too rough that it would be uncomfortable, but soft enough that it was very pleasurable for her. She knew she had nice breasts and she loved the attention he was giving to them. She'd let him play with her tits all night long, but maybe only after they had made some serious love. As soon as they were both standing naked together, Will slid his hands between her thighs, and found that she was already wet with anticipation. His middle finger slid in and out of her, rubbing against her clitoris with every stroke. Kate began massaging Will's penis, until it had attained that stiff, upturned shape that intrigued her so much. She found herself staring at his cock, fondling it and admiring the shape and texture. She wondered why she had ever hesitated doing this. She had to have this beautifully shaped cock inside her, and right now. So as they were standing together, she moved her hips even closer to him, opening her legs, and pushed his cock inside her wet pussy. She stood there, hanging like she was on a meat hook, impaled on his cock. Any way she moved, the top of his shaft rubbed against her clit. She could feel the orgasm welling up in her body until finally, she shook violently with the spasms of pleasure. Will slid out of her and took her to the bed. She sat on the edge and took his cock in her hands, examining it closely, still amazed at how different it was and how well in fit inside her. She stroked it, and then licked it clean of her own juices. She put him in her mouth and rolled her tongue over the tip, moving her head back and forth, sucking on it as she pulled away with each stroke. But she really wanted it inside her again, so she lay back and motioned for him to climb on top of her. He straddled her body, looked down on her and softly fondled her breasts while she stroked his cock. She may have been more than a little intrigued with the shape of his penis, but he was truly infatuated with the size and feel of her breasts. He finally lowered himself down on her while she guided him back into her wet pussy. He started slowly thrusting into her, and she responded in the same rhythm. She found the feeling of his cock pumping inside her exhilaratingly different than what she was used to feeling. As she became more and more excited, she arched her back and threw her hips into his faster and faster until she came again. Will rolled her over on her stomach and entered her from behind. Then he reached around her and put his fingers between her open legs and found her clit, rubbing it lightly and slowly at first, but his pace and pressure increased gradually. Within another minute, she was coming again, moaning in ecstasy, shaking the bed with her orgasm. Then he lay on his back, pulled her on top of him and slid his penis inside her once more. He rocked her hard again and again from below, holding her hips so that the shaft of his cock rubbed continuously on her clitoris, driving her to an orgasm again. She lay on top of him, exhausted and spent. Before she could even catch her breath, he starting guiding her head down his body until it became obvious exactly what he wanted her to do. She sucked on his cock until he started to squirm and twitch. She could tell he was getting close to coming in her mouth, but that's not what she wanted to happen, and she decided it was time for her to take charge. She decided to be the control freak, at least for the next few minutes. What she really wanted was his upturned cock to spill his seed inside her. So she climbed back on top of him, and slipped his cock back inside her. When he resisted, she held his hands down over his head. They both were fully aware he was bigger and stronger and he could have rather easily wrestled out from under her control. But she held him down as hard as she could, and soon he stopped trying to resist. Now that he had apparently accepted that she was in total control, she started thrusting her hips, slowly at first, then more rapidly, faster and faster. To him, it was like she was forcing herself on him, and this was a new, and very erotic concept to Will - being held down almost like he was being raped by a woman, and a beautiful, large breasted woman at that. He wasn't the one in control anymore, and it was all the additional stimulation that was needed to push him over the edge. He started to buck and twitch, groan and grunt, until he came, pumping his sperm deep inside her. For over a minute, she continued to hold him down as he came, and she could feel the spasms of his cock deep in her pussy, setting off more contractions of her own. When he finally stopped coming, Kate collapsed on top of him, exhausted and spent. Eventually she could feel his flagging penis start to soften and wither inside of her. They lay quietly, catching their breath until he kissed her and said "you are absolutely magnificent. Oh my God, you were so exciting. I wish I could make you feel half as good as you have made me feel." She giggled and said "don't worry, I had quite a few more orgasms than you, so I should be thanking you. I have to say that you are a wonderful lover. I've never been fucked so hard and come like that in my life." As she said that, she realized that she might even want to do this again. She cuddled up to him and he started fondling her breasts, afraid that he might never get another chance to enjoy her body in such spectacular fashion. But soon, his hand slowed and she could tell from his breathing that he was drifting off. Ross had also fallen asleep rather quickly, so Brigit had gathered her clothes, donned Kate's robe and walked out to sit in front of the fire. It wasn't two minutes later that Kate appeared in the open hallway above wearing Brigit's robe, so she came downstairs. As they exchanged robes, they didn't look too closely at each other. If they had, they would have seen the other's wet, glistening pubic hair and her own husband's semen dripping down the inside of the other woman's thighs. They took turns cleaning up in the bathroom and the two women soon were comparing notes. They laughed at some things they had each predicted, and they rolled their eyes at others. But best of all, their talk reassured them that swapping husbands for one evening would not adversely affect their friendship. In fact, when Kate confessed that she might want it again, Brigit was thrilled and they both realized that they better stay close friends. An hour later, Kate went back into the master bedroom, got into her pajamas and slipped into bed next to Ross. She cuddled up to him and he rolled over to get into their standard spooning position, his left arm draped around her, tucked under her right breast. She had had an extremely enjoyable evening, one she would never forget, but she felt more comfortable sleeping right here. Upstairs, Brigit took off her robe and slid naked into bed next to Will, intertwining her legs with his and throwing her arm over his chest. They slept without moving from that position all night. Sunday Morning Kate woke up late. She rolled over and realized that Ross was not in bed with her, but she could hear the shower running in the master bathroom. She got up, stretched and went into the bathroom and found Ross just about to get into the shower. He looked surprised, but pleased to see her awake. Naked, he walked over to her and started to unbutton her top and asked her to come in the shower with him. He waited for her as she quickly pulled off her pajamas and followed him in. Without speaking at all, they washed each other for a long time, almost like they were symbolically cleansing anything that might get between them in the future. He used his hands and fingers to lather up every nook and cranny of her body, while she stood, arms outstretched to let him get wherever he wanted. Then she did the same to him. They dried off and got back in bed and made slow, passionate love. Nothing too spectacular, no wake-the-neighbors screaming, just that soft, reassuring lovemaking that only long-time lovers like husbands and wives can do with each other. They both knew what the other liked. Upstairs, Brigit had gotten up early, made coffee, showered and returned to bed, waiting for Will to wake up. When he did, he went quickly to the bathroom, showered and returned to their room to find Brigit lying naked on the bed, arms and legs splayed open, waiting for him. All she had to say was "I need you" and he was hers. The rest of the day was relatively uneventful - no displays of nudity, no extramarital sex, not even another orgasm. But that was OK, they were all too tired to do anything but laundry and cleaning and take naps. They did smile at each other a lot.