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Our Family Physician Ch. 01

By: AuthorApril



I'm a male in my late 40s who lives a fairly average lifestyle. Nothing risqué or unique until recently. My wife and I have talked a number of times of swapping or threesomes but we've never been in a safe setting to act upon our fantasies. I always figured it was just 'married couples talk'—nothing would ever actually come of it.

My wife Diane is a 48 year old blonde with a nice body. She stands about 5'9" in height so she's not tiny. She's not a model but she has a nice shape. She exercises regularly and watches what she eats to maintain a nice trim figure. I know that other men (and women?) will check her out—I've seen it many times in stores and restaurants. Diane doesn't wear anything too revealing nor does she flaunt her body to others but she clearly has kept herself in a form that will draw a man's eyes to her. We have joked about it from time to time but the most risqué activity I have been able to get her to do is to go braless while we are on vacation in some strange city where we don't know anyone. Diane's 36B chest will draw attention if she's wearing the right top with nothing underneath—where there is little left to the imagination, if you know what I mean. She's always been nervous about such displays but as she's done it from time to time, she's gotten a little more comfortable with the idea of strangers staring at her pert bosom.

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My wife and I were invited to an outdoor party at a friend's house recently and while we knew some of the other attendees, there were many new and unfamiliar faces. One face that we recognized but had not expected to see was our primary care physician. Both my wife and I see this physician for physicals and other general health-related issues. Her name is Susan.

Susan is about 40 years old and we knew from our recent appointments with her that she has just been through a divorce over the last year or two. She's a mother of three boys and prior to the divorce she was 'plump' for a woman of her height. She used to wear baggy dresses to cover up her obvious excess body weight but in the last 18 months she has lost a lot of the excess weight and during my last physical, I couldn't help but both admire as well as fantasize a bit about her newfound form. She's shorter than Diane (about 5'3" tall with shoulder length brown hair) and I had never seen her wearing pants until now.

Upon seeing my wife, Susan was proactive in her greeting: "I know you two!" and proceeded to shake our hands. Turns out she knew almost nobody at this event other than the hosts and ourselves. The three of us conducted chit-chat for quite a while until we decided it was time to get something to eat. After putting some food on plates, we went further from the house into the backyard and found ourselves generally alone as we stood along a wall adjacent to the patio. We were enjoying glasses of wine and the evening temperature was comfortable.

Being the last to arrive, as I made my way to the two women, I couldn't help but look at both my wife Diane as well as Susan, both of whom had their back to me. My wife's rear end, its shape so familiar to me with natural rounded form, matched nicely by Susan's own rear. Susan had on white pants and I could make out her panty lines through the material of her pants. I couldn't help but feel a little blood begin to rush down and start to stir things up in my own pants.

As we ate, we talked in general around a number of topics. Eventually the discussion turned to Susan's family. She casually mentioned that her ex-husband had the three boys that weekend and she was still having problems adjusting to being without her sons for more than 48 hours at a stretch 

I casually mentioned, "You need to find yourself another man and then your weekends will be something that you can look forward to."

Susan's response was very non-committal in regards to dating. While I couldn't be certain as to my wife's perspective, it sounded to me like Susan was feeling burned by her ex-husband and other men were far from her mind. As our discussion about her recent lifestyle change continued, I tried to put some humor into the conversation.

"Well, at least you don't have to worry about closing the bathroom door when you're home by yourself."

Susan laughed and said, "That's true. With three boys just learning what a woman's body is all about, I have to lock myself in to gain privacy."

Diane asked, "Do your boys peek on you?"

"The oldest two have a couple of times."

"What do you do? Does that bother you?" asked my wife.

"I was raised in a very conservative household as a kid so I never saw my dad naked. Heck, I didn't see a naked man until...well, until I was older," was Susan's response.

Without thinking, I added, "Well, I guess it's only fitting that they see you naked."

Susan responded with, "What do you mean by that?"

"Well, you see naked people all day long every day—including the two of us—so I think it's only fitting that somebody gets to see you naked. Even if they're your sons and they're peeking at you," I replied.

Both Diane and Susan laughed. Susan responded by saying, "It's not the same thing. They're just kids looking at the only female in their lives that they can look at to see what's hidden in my clothes."

"Well, I think it's only fitting that you have spies looking at you. After all, you've seen both of us naked several times and we've never seen you. Something about that isn't fair. Maybe we need to have the doctor disrobe during exams—that seems like it would be fair to me."

Diane replied, "I don't think that's a good idea. I'm sure that things would be just a tad embarrassing for you if Susan were naked while giving you a physical."

Susan added, "Well, I wouldn't have to ask any questions about E.D. problems, would I?"

We all laughed at that quip.

I said, "Well during my next physical I think I'm going to ask the nurse if the good doctor would be so kind as to disrobe during my exam. What do you think her reaction would be?"

Susan then added, "I don't think Connie would be too receptive of such a question. Anyway, seeing people naked isn't a big deal. After awhile everyone looks the same. Honestly."

"Well, that's easy for you to say Susan—you've seen both of us totally naked and we've never seen you," I replied.

Without missing a beat, Susan said, "You've never asked to see me naked!"

I just happened to look at my wife when Susan said that and our eyes read each other exactly the same. She quickly smiled as I replied to Susan.

"So all I have to do is ask and you'll be fine undressing for us?" (I specifically said "us" rather than just "me" to see where this might go.)

Susan replied, "Not exactly. If you asked me to do that, you'd need to ask me another question as well."

Confused, I didn't know how to respond but as always Diane came to my rescue.

"What is the second question Susan? I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean."

"The second question is simple. You need to ask me if I can recommend another qualified primary care physician because if you asked that first question, our relationship is such that I can no longer provide you with your medical care."

Susan didn't need to say more—I knew where this was headed. 

As we silently allowed what Susan had said to sink in, we ate our food. Finally Susan broke the silence.

"So? I go to far with you two?"

Diane replied with nervousness in her voice, "Well Susan, I'm not exactly sure what to say at this point. You sort of threw out something to us and I'm not certain if it was 'an offer' or if you were talking just to lead us on?"

Susan didn't hesitate in her response.

"Let me put it this way: I'm divorced. I have nothing else planned for this evening. And I told you that if you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask," she said with a smile.

My wife and I looked at each other and I took the initiative to reply. Leaning in closer to her Susan's face but looking straight into her brown yes, I dropped my voice and politely said, "Susan, both Diane and I would be very interested in seeing you naked. If you're willing, we'd like to invite you to our house. We can leave here whenever you're ready to do so."

Susan looked at both of us and gave us a playful smile. "Let's go!"

We took our plates and threw them away, casually went to our hosts and said goodnight to them and discretely left, my wife and I a minute before Susan. We waited in the front yard for Susan to come out the front door. As she walked towards us, I could tell she looked both happy as well as a little nervous all of a sudden. I also realized I was undressing her as she walked towards us--"What's she look like under those clothes?"

I indicated where our car was parked and as it turned out, she was parked two cars ahead of ours along the street. I told her to follow us and that I'd drive slowly so we didn't get split up.

As we got into the car, I looked at my wife and she smiled at me. Diane looked both happy as well as nervous, much the same as Susan had looked. As I started the car, I took Diane's hand in mine and squeezed it. I put the car into park and slowly pulled out and headed home, with Susan following behind.

"Do you think this is a good idea?" Diane asked me.

"Well, we've talked about this for several years and I guess if we're ever going to do something like this, this is the night to do so. We both like Susan, she's obviously somebody we trust and can count on to be discreet. Obviously neither of us know how tonight will work out but tomorrow at this time, we'll both have each other and if we determine it's not something either one of us enjoyed, we can say 'we tried it' and we let it become a memory."

"I love you," replied Diane.

When we got to our house, I let Diane get out of the car in the driveway and pulled the car into the garage. When I exited the car and walked out of the garage, Susan was out of her car and quietly chatting with Diane. I looked Susan in the eye and saw a lot of nervousness and fear in her.

"Let's go inside ladies."

Once inside, we went into our living room and I indicated the women should sit on the couch while I moved a footstool from one of the chairs up facing the couch and sat down it to view the two gals.

I decided I should be strong and make Susan feel as comfortable as possible. I assumed that Diane would expect that and if I did say something that Diane didn't agree with, she'd speak up readily.

"Susan, I want to be open with you. Diane and I have never done anything like this before. Heck, I don't know if we even know what 'this' actually is! We've talked about it for years but I doubt either of us thought we'd ever actually have an opportunity to be with another person in a situation like this. I know you're nervous--I can see it in your eyes--but if you can't tell, we're both very nervous as well."

Susan smiled and looked at me and then Diane. She replied, "Yes, I am nervous. For many different reasons and they're probably not the same as your reasons. First, my main concern is privacy. I know deep down I can trust you two but it's still a little unnerving. Second, uh...this is embarrassing to admit to you two but I've only been with one other person sexually. And I divorced him. So I don't really know what you'll think of my lovemaking skills. Third, since I was young, I've always fantasized about being with another female in a sexual sense but I don't know if I know exactly what I should do to please you Diane. And finally, as much as I'm looking forward to what I think we're going to share tonight, I am concerned that I could somehow impact your marriage once we've all shared, well, shared body fluids with one another," she said with a slight giggle.

Diane laughed and said, "Well since you put it THAT way..." 

"I'm being serious Diane," replied Susan. "This is a big step for all of us--you two especially. You're married, have a great marriage from all I know of the two of you and you're inviting a divorced mother of three into your privacy. Into your bedroom."

I decided it was time to begin in earnest or I thought we'd probably end up talking ourselves out of this evening together.

"Susan? Stand up please."

As she rose from the couch, I did the same from the footstool. I put my hands on her hips and moved my face to hers, bending slightly and as I looked her in the eyes, I put my lips to hers and softly kissed her--in full view of my wife. I never imagined I'd be kissing another woman (let alone my physician!) with my wife three feet away watching me.

Susan tentatively kissed me back and then we broke the kiss, moving our lips several inches apart but looking in each other's eyes. Instinctively we kissed again and I felt her mouth open every slightly--which I immediately and instinctively saw as the opportunity to search for her tongue with mine.

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"Susan, if you don't mind, I'd like the privilege of undressing you. It's sort of a fantasy of mine."

Susan didn't respond verbally but rather simply smiled at me and nodded that she was okay with it.

"Why don't we go upstairs?"

I motioned her towards the steps and we all quietly climbed them towards our bedroom. I couldn't help but watch Susan's butt once again in her white slacks.

Upon reaching our bedroom, Diane flopped on the bed and watched me while I once again had some additional passionate kisses with our now-former physician. After a few minutes of tongue wrestling, I was hard as I could be and I was hoping Susan was in an equal state of arousal.

Breaking silently, I reached to Susan's chest and began at the top to unbutton the cotton blouse. The buttons came undone easily and soon I could see the swell of her right breast encased in a white bra. As I got to her waist, I reached to the button on her pants and unbuttoned it. The back of my left hand touched the skin of her stomach as I held the waist of her pants and I sensed her body tingle as the skin of my hand made contact with her belly. I then unzipped her pants slowly and moved my hands to her blouse, opening it completely and helping her to pull it off her shoulders.

As the blouse was removed, I looked at her breasts contained in her bra. Probably a little larger than I had fantasized about, I couldn't wait to see them in their naked glory. The bra was not sheer but I could see her erect nipples through the cotton material. I knew that Susan's nipples had to be long to poke the material like that. I took her blouse and gently laid it on my wife's dresser.

Looking at the doctor, I gazed down her stomach towards her pants, now unzipped and spread at her abdomen, I saw the white panties that had been covered by her pants. "Victoria's Secret" was emblazoned on the elastic waist. I looked up at Susan, making eye contact for a moment and she looked comfortable, relaxed--for the first time all evening.

I glanced over to where my wife was watching Susan and I. She had a starry look in her eyes--she smiled when I looked at her and reached up to her left breast to casually rub it. I don't know if Susan saw Diane do this or not but I realized that not only was I looking forward to the next few hours, I was now certain Diane was ready as well.

Leaning in to Susan, we kissed once again--our tongues wrestling with one another as my hands went to her waist once again, pushing her pants down over her hips and gravity taking them to the floor. We broke our kissing and Susan stepped gingerly out of the pants, where they remained in a pile on the carpet.

I looked at Diane once again, then quickly back to Susan.

"Diane, I think it's time for a woman's touch to help Susan with her bra." 

Diane rose from our bed and stood next to us. She hesitated for a second before lifting her own top at the waist and pulling it up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. She also had a white bra on, with lacey cups that accented her smaller breasts. Quickly thereafter she unzipped her pants and let them join the blouse on the floor. Diane had on French cut panties--cut high on her hips--that were light blue in color. I quickly thought to myself, "How wet must the crotch of Diane's panties be at this moment?"

As I stepped back from in front of Susan, Diane took two steps to her left and addressed Susan. They both looked at each other, standing alike in their bra and panties, before their heads leaned to one another and their lips touched. So soft, so sensual to watch my wife kissing another woman for the first time in her life. I saw a quick exchange of tongues a time or two as they embraced passionately. Both women had their hands rubbing up and down the arms of the other, not quite certain how bold to be at this initial stage of the romance.

As they softly moaned, the faint sounds of their lips and tongues rang in my ears. I noticed Diane had moved her arms to Susan's waist and was rubbing the elastic waistband of Susan's white cotton panties. As my eyes focused more on Susan's pussy area, I could see not only her dark pubic hair pressing at the cotton material but I was quite certain I could see evidence of moisture having seeped into the cotton to darken the material.

At this moment, with my eyes looking down, I realized Diane's hands had made their way up Susan's back and she had Susan's bra in her fingers--clearly in the midst of undoing the hooks. As the garment became unclasped, Diane pulled the bra off of Susan's shoulders and down her arms, allowing it to fall quietly to the carpet.

Susan looked at Diane and then at me, however we both had our eyes focused on the breasts of our former physician, now standing in our bedroom wearing only a pair of panties and a smile. Susan's breasts, certainly a "C cup" if I wasn't mistaken, were round and firm. Dark red nipples highlighted her breasts with the nipples clearly erect. They stood out on her much longer than Diane's. I couldn't help but think to myself that my fantasies about the good doctor were somewhat off in that I had presumed her to have smaller, less enticing breasts.

As I absentmindedly licked my lips in anticipation of licking Susan's breasts, I realized that Susan had taken the step of reaching between Diane's smaller breasts and was unhooking my wife's bra. Diane shrugged the bra off after it was unhooked and her familiar B cup sized breasts stared at the doctor.

Realizing that I wanted back "in" on the activity, I said, "Ladies? May I have the pleasure of finishing the job of undressing both of you?" When neither immediately responded to my request, I stepped forward to Diane, kissing her passionately and dropping to my knees as I reached to her waist and pulled the elastic waistband away from her skin and down in the same motion. Diane's sandy blonde pubic hair came into view as the panties slid down her torso and thighs.

She gently lifted each leg as I removed her panties completely. I raised them up and offered them to Susan, while I focused my attention on my wife's pussy. I could smell her sexual arousal and was certain Susan must have as a well. Dropping to my knees, I moved my nose to Diane's pubic hair and rubbed it in the downy soft fur, as I had done so many times in the past.

Dipping lower, Diane spread her thighs and crouched down a little, allowing my tongue to come into contact with her vaginal lips--covered with a shimmering coating of her pussy juice. I eagerly used my tongue to make a swath from as far back between her legs as I could, pulling my tongue across the lips and up to her enlarged clitoris. I then took my own lips and gently placed them on my wife's pussy lips, feeling her matted and wet pubic hairs with them, while inserting my tongue into my wife and tasting her familiar juice.

I pulled my head back, looking up towards Susan who was watching my oral activities silently. I saw out of the corner of my eye that she still had Diane's blue panties in her left hand. I stood up, without saying a word, and leaned over the kiss Susan with my lips still glistening with my wife's pussy juice. Susan didn't hesitate despite the fact she could not only see the shimmering coating on my lips but certainly smell it as well. Susan kissed me gently, then began to essentially suck my lips in hers and following it with her tongue snaking around my lips and mouth. There was no doubt that that she was enjoying not only kissing me but also sampling my wife's intimate nectar.


Our Family Physician Ch. 01



My hands during this didn't go idle. They embraced Susan's breasts as my fingers first gently squeezed them, followed by a tweaking of her enlarged nipples. As we broke our kiss, I looked down at her breasts and saw the areola had turned a very dark shade of red and her nipple was easily the thickest I'd ever seen. I bent down and placed my lips on her right breast, gently sucking on her nipple, which caused a moan to escape from her.

"Oh...that feels wonderful," the doctor said.

As I continued to suck on the engorged nipple, I wondered to myself if this would be the first of many such experiences with Susan's wonderful breasts or would this be a lone experience with her? The nipple was larger than my wife's and was significantly harder to the touch of my tongue that I recalled Diane's ever being. I assumed it was simply a sign of a very horny woman.

Pulling back from her nipple, I looked at it now covered with a thin layer of my saliva. I looked up at her and as we made eye contact, I felt compelled once again to kiss her passionately. Our lips connected, our tongues began to dance and it dawned on me that in a short while, I'd be fucking Susan!

As we continued with our kissing, I dropped my right hand to her waist and gently edged my fingers into the elastic waistband of her panties. Feeling her soft skin on my fingertips and the cotton smoothness of her panties on the back of my hand, I slowly slid my hand down her abdomen and soon felt the first silky hairs that covered her pubic region. My fingers continued southward and I found my fingers entwined with her dense pubic patch--thick brown hairs but so fine and downy soft to my touch.

After a few moments of enjoying her pubic hair, I pushed even further downward as our tongues continued to explore one another. I felt the heat of her pussy first, and then the dampness. As my index finger touched her pussy lips, the back of my hand rubbed against the very wet material of her panties. There was no doubt that our doctor was quite aroused.

I slowly interested the tip of my finger into Susan's vaginal lips. Covered quickly with a fine layer of her juices, I pulled out and pulled the finger up to my mouth, breaking our kiss. Susan looked at me in a knowing way as she already knew where the wet finger was going to go. I opened my lips and slipped the finger in, tasting Susan's pussy juice for the first time. 

I looked Susan in the eye, and with a smile said, "Mmmm...a great vintage."

Diane walked up to me and gave me a sensuous kiss, her tongue quickly probing my mouth and it dawned on me that she was also tasting the doctor's pussy juice. As we kissed, I once again slipped my hand down Susan's stomach, into her panties and into her pussy, with my finger going further up inside of her. Once I was certain that my finger was covered with pussy juice, I pulled it out and ended the kissing embrace with Diane. As we broke apart momentarily, I pulled my hand up to our faces and silently offered my wet finger to my wife. She smiled and bent to suck my finger, taking it in her mouth with all the gusto normally reserved for my erect cock. She sucked my finger, lapping it with her tongue and tasting all of the pussy juice Susan had coated my finger with. This was an activity we had done countless times together but the first time Diane was tasting the feminine juice of another woman on my finger.

Diane then broke the kiss and leaned over to Susan, kissing her and I saw their tongues going after one another, no doubt with Susan tasting her own pussy juices mixed in with Diane's saliva.

As the two women kissed, I dropped to my knees and reached to Susan's waist to grasp the waistband of her panties as I pulled it down. She spread her thighs slightly and I pulled the garment down, allowing her thick brown pubic bush to become visible to my eyes. The panties were down her thighs and she gingerly stepped out of them without breaking the kiss with Diane. Now both of the women in my presence were totally nude.

I looked at Susan's panties and the crotch was discolored slightly and very damp. She clearly was ready for a night of sexual escapades with Diane and I. I dropped the panties to the carpet along with the other clothes that were piling up.

As the lady's continued to kiss one another and touch each other gingerly, I removed my shoes and socks, quickly followed by my shirt and then my slacks. I was wearing boxers but my erection had poked through the opening. Diane, who while kissing Susan, had been glancing at me as I disrobed and now she broke her embrace to stare at my cock. Susan turned slightly to see me and starred at my erect penis. She'd seen it several times before in a clinical setting but never like this!

"Ladies, I hope you're both ready to share yourselves because I'm so ready to be with you both," I said. Without waiting for a reply, I pushed the boxers down my thighs--with some help to get my erection back inside of them--and then they hit the floor with the rest of my clothes.

Susan looked at my penis, one that she'd seen before but always in a flaccid state, and I could see a bit of nervousness from her reaction. I walked the two steps to her and pulled her gently to me as our lips touched once again--and my erect cock touched her stomach. She reached to my penis and gently rubbed the head before working her way down towards the base.

As our mouths separated, she looked into my eyes with a smile and dropped to her knees while keeping her hand on my cock. She leaned forward and pulled my erection towards her as her tongue reached out to the purple head and started to lick my pre-cum from the opening. I moaned out loud at not only the physical pleasure but also the notion that another woman was licking me with my wife standing adjacent to the two of us, soaking in the scene.

Diane looked me in the eye and then down to Susan, who had now taken my entire shaft into her mouth and was sucking on my cock like a woman who had been without sexual pleasure for a long time. I began to "mouth fuck" her, moving my torso back and forth slowly, letting her tongue and lips get my entire cock in her.

After several minutes of sucking, Susan pulled off and I looked down into her eyes. She had a big smile on her face and I could see her saliva glistening on my penis. Susan stood and immediately my wife leaned to her and they kissed one another again.

I was mesmerized. 

As they parted, Diane rubbed Susan's left breast with her hand and casually squeezed the red nipple.

"Susan--I've never had another woman lick me. Are you interested in that or would that be a little too forward for our first time?" Diane asked.

Susan hesitated and didn't reply to Diane's question. Instead she took her right hand and began to gently rub Diane's blonde pubic hair. She looked at Diane for a few seconds and then leaned towards me with a look that made me certain she wanted to kiss. I bent down to meet her and our lips joined, followed quickly by our tongues. I saw out of the corner of my eye that she had kept her hand in Diane's pubic region and it looked like a finger had snaked it's way into Diane's pussy. Susan and I kissed for about thirty seconds during which her other hand grasped my erection and Susan's thumb rubbed the head, smearing pre-cum around it.

As our kiss broke, she released my cock. She continued to keep her finger in Diane's pussy and looked at my wife with a pause.

"Diane--I'm not sure I'm going to know what to do exactly but I've wanted to lick a woman so many times in my life that if I don't do it tonight to you, I'll regret it forever. Why don't you lay on the bed while I explore you with my tongue. And I'm sure that while I'm exploring your vagina, your husband will find an opening or two to keep him entertained."

With that Susan pulled her hand from my wife's pubic region and moved it to my face, with her finger sticking straight out covered with my wife's pussy nectar. I didn't hesitate to suck Susan's finger and then instantly leaned in to kiss her and exchange some of Diane's flavor with Susan.

Diane watched the two of us and then momentarily left the room, returning a minute later with a pile of bath towels. As I broke my kiss from Susan, I made eye contact with Diane as she reentered our bedroom and winked at her. She was always thinking ahead and I surmised she knew that things were about to get messy so why ruin a blanket or mattress pad when we didn't have to?

I went back to kissing Susan while Diane spread towels out and made the bed ready for the night's activities. I couldn't help but look as my wife bent over and I looked at her body--for a woman who had given birth to three children, she was looking fantastic. A thin waist, breasts that I thought were just perfect and an ass that I knew other men looked at with admiration! As she bent over to spread a towel out, I could see her butt spread and her anal bud spread momentarily. I also noticed that the pubic hair between her legs was matted so I knew she was extremely aroused.

I gently pulled away from Susan and she turned to watch Diane take her position on the bed. We watched together as Diane laid on her back with a pillow at her head and then raised her knees and spreading her thighs. She looked up at the two of us standing by the bedside and smiled while her left hand reached to her pussy and spread open her pussy lips.

Susan spoke softly and said, "You look just like I imagined you would look Diane. Lovely. I can't wait to experience you."

I gently nudged Susan to the bed where she first sat on the edge and then quickly leaned over to her hands and knees as she took a position between my wife's thighs. As she did, I got my first good look at Susan's butt and pussy from the back. I looked at her wide hips graced by her delicate butt--lily white in color. Looking down her butt crack I noticed that like my wife, Susan's pubic hairs were all matted thanks to the juice from her pussy. I also noticed that Susan had dark hairs growing up her butt a short distance. Nothing too thick but given her dark hair, they were evident. As I bent down closer to inspect her pussy, I saw the white fluid that was being secreted from Susan's pussy. There was no mistake that this was one turned-on gal!

As I looked up and saw Susan's gently kissing and tonguing my wife's open thighs, I debated on what my action should be? Perhaps Diane would like to suck me while Susan did the same to her? Then I realized that Diane likely should be focusing not on my cock but on the pleasure that our family physician would soon be providing her. And for the time being, I had Susan's entire lower torso all to myself!

I realized that I had been stroking my cock as I watched the two women and as I saw Susan's mouth make contact with Diane's pussy, my view disappeared--blocked by Susan's head and the hair on her head fell forward so I was blocked at this vantage point. But Susan's butt was high in the air as she was on her knees so I decided this was my opportunity.

Climbing on the foot end of the bed on my knees, I put a hand on each of Susan's soft white butt cheeks. She only slightly flinched at my touch and then realized that she had other things to occupy her mind. My erection touched her butt and sort of caught itself in her crack. I rubbed the smooth skin of her butt cheeks softly while the head of my cock sort of probed the area of her crack.

As Susan continued to be buried between my wife's thighs experiencing Diane's pussy, I decided it was time for my penis to experience Susan's pussy. Almost as if it was planned, I felt one of Susan's fingers glance off my balls and I looked down to see her left hand was between her legs and she was both spreading her pussy as well as gently rubbing her clit. Taking that as the sign of a willing female, I grasped the base of my cock with my right hand and guided it to the awaiting lips of my physician's pussy.

The head of my cock touched the soft, warm, wet flesh of Susan's pussy. I slowly pushed the tip in between her lips and felt the softness of her vagina. Without even really trying, my cock was almost instantly fully inside her. I felt her fingers reach under my scrotum and gently touch my balls. As Susan gently fingered my balls, I looked at my wife but she had her eyes closed as she was clearly enjoying her first experience with another woman. 

I didn't move for a few seconds and then slowly began to pull my cock of out Susan's pussy. I looked down and saw the shaft was covered with a sheen of Susan's juices. I don't know that I'd ever seen a woman quite that wet. I began to reenter Susan when I once again made eye contact with Diane. Her eyes were open and I knew the realization had struck her that her own husband had his cock buried in another woman's pussy not more than a few feet from her. She smiled at me and puckered up, faking a kiss before she closed her eyes once again and returned to her state of sexual bliss.

As I began to move in and out of Susan's pussy, I could feel that her left hand was rubbing her clit as I could occasionally feel her fingers touch my penis. She was so wet that the thought of any additional lubrication was never an issue. I reached under her and rubbed her breasts, both of which were sporting very erect nipples--two things I hoped my tongue would be providing attention to very soon.

After several minutes of vaginal intercourse, I decided that it was time to shake things up a bit. As I pulled out of Susan's pussy, I heard the noise of my exit make a faint "pop" sound and I carefully "walked on my knees" over her extended right calf while she continued to lick at my wife's pussy. I moved around to her right and up towards Diane with my erection pointing straight to the ceiling, covered with a thick coating of Susan's juices.

My wife sensed the movement and opened her eyes as I approached her with my cock getting closer. One of the things about a long marriage is that one spouse often knows what the other is thinking without words being spoken. This was one of those times.

As I extended my abdomen towards Diane, she leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth--tasting Susan as Susan was busy tasting Diane. Diane's left hand grasped my balls as she tongued my entire cock--no doubt cleaning all the residue of Diane's pussy from my flesh.

At that time Susan broke her activity and leaned up, so her weight was on her butt and ankles tucked under her torso. I looked her in the eye and as she smiled, I couldn't help but notice the covering of Diane's pussy juices covering Susan's lips and cheeks. I leaned forward as Diane continued to suck on my cock and put my lips on Susan's. I could taste Diane's familiar "flavor" and as we Frenched one another, Susan took my left hand and placed it on her right breast.

Diane released my cock from her oral grip and we all paused for a few seconds. I continued to gently caress Susan's breast and felt her erect nipple on the palm of my hand. I looked down at the purple head of my cock and saw the veins pulsing on the side of the shaft. I don't know that I'd ever been this hard.

"Why don't you and I lay on our backs and have Susan lean over us--we can explore her nipples together?" I suggested to Diane. She was all for that so we laid with our heads close to one another and Susan positioned herself so that her breasts were hanging down and could sway a tiny bit, something I wasn't accustomed to with my smaller breasted spouse.

Susan's right breast and nipple starred me in the face so I wasted no time in wrapping my lips around her nipple and sucking on it. Susan moaned as that happened and I could see out of the corner of my eye that Diane had done the same.

"Ohhhh...I've never had both my nipples sucked at the same time!" moaned Susan with a sense of ecstasy.

While I continued to suck, I used my hands to grasp her breast and gently rub and squeeze it. I also reached to her left breast and tried to the same actions without disturbing my wife's activities. I felt her hand touch mine as she began to caress Susan's left breast so I returned to "my" breast.

I felt Susan pull away and she sat up once again and this time she took a bit of control.

"Diane--scoot to the center of the bed. Let your husband and I both suck your nipples at the same time."

Diane adjusted her position and I bent down to her right breast, taking in her extremely hard nipple. From the position of my head, I could watch Susan as she bent her head down and gingerly used her lips on my wife's erect nipple. A few seconds later I saw her tongue extend. Seeing Susan sucking on my wife's breast was so erotic to me!

After a short time, I paused and said to Susan, "Gently bite her nipple. She loves that!"

I saw Susan's white teeth softly bite on the darkened nipple as I did the same with mine. My wife squealed out loud with pleasure!

After several more minutes of teasing Diane's breasts as well as my fingering of her, Susan and I both broke away and sat on her bottoms as we looked at the nude Diane staring backing at us.

I glanced at the clock and said to Susan, "Are you going to be able to spend the night with us?" 

Susan then looked at the clock and said, "Oh wow. I didn't realize it was this late. No, I can't spend the night--I'd love to but maybe another time?"

"Another time? There would be ANOTHER TIME?" I thought to myself!

"But before I go, I want to make sure that I get a good old fashioned fucking. Diane, with your permission, I want your husband to fuck me."

Before Diane could respond, Susan threw in: "How raunchy do I sound!"

Diane and I laughed out loud but Diane said, "Susan. He's all yours."

With that approval, Susan rolled onto her back and spread her thighs. I looked down at her pubic region to see her matted hair and sopped pussy. I moved my body so I was on top of Susan and we began to kiss--I didn't want to rush to quickly into "the main event" despite the tidal wave of hormones crashing through me.

As we kissed, I felt a hand on my cock and realized it was my wife. She was gently helping to aim my erection and I felt my enlarged cock head rubbing against Susan's pussy opening. In an instant I had slipped into Susan's pussy once again and I felt her pussy muscle contract around my organ. Every nerve in my cock was electrified by Susan's pussy as it touched my organ.

With my hard penis in pussy and my tongue in her mouth, I entered a zone where Diane's presence was temporarily forgotten. I was only focused on Susan--her taste, her smell, her feel, her movements, her reactions. I could feel her exhale as we kissed and it was as if we were one.

We began to gyrate in the familiar love making rhythm of a man and a woman. My cock thrust slowly in and out, her body moved to receive me each time I moved forward into her opening. There was virtually no friction due to her excessive self-lubrication but I was so sexually aroused that friction wasn't really necessary.

The thought blew through my mind as to whether Susan was concerned about pregnancy prevention but since I had previously had a vasectomy, there really was no issue for that concern. Maybe Susan remembered that for some reason since she was "clinically aware" of it in a professional sense?

The only noise in the room beyond our breathing was the noises our sexual organs were co-producing. I began to realize that my orgasm was very close and I think Susan could sense it coming as well. I bent my head down to her and extend my tongue--she did likewise--so only the tips were touching. My pace increased and we orally embraced once again with our lips solidly locked with one another's.

I felt my cock pressure building before it exploded with a spasm of semen being ejected from it into Susan. Then came another and another. I felt like I had just cum a quart!




Our Family Physician Ch. 01



Susan and I continued to kiss as I came down from my point of sexual ecstasy. I was completely spent after my orgasm--I couldn't move a muscle.

When I finally realized that I couldn't remain in the position I was in forever, despite thinking that wouldn't be a bad idea, I leaned up and looked at Diane. She was only a foot away and then we both looked down my torso where we saw my abdomen joined with Susan's--our pubic hair intertwined. I moved so I pulled my penis out of Susan and saw the glaze of juices covering it.

As I fell back onto my butt, my wife moved over and put her head in my lap, taking my semi-hard cock into her mouth and cleaning things up for me. I glanced toward Susan, looking from her spread thighs to her pussy up to her belly button and then towards her breasts, flattened out somewhat at the moment as she lay on her back, and then to her smiling face. She and I made eye contact and no words needed to be said. Diane continued to lick me clean as I looked deep into Susan's eyes, thinking to my amazement of what had just taken place.

I realized that Diane had pulled off of my cock and was moving away from my lap. She scrawled a couple of feet on the bed almost assuming the position over Susan I was in a few minutes ago and I looked at my wife's butt cheeks and between her legs. I then looked up to see Susan and Diane kissing once again so I knew that Diane was allowing Susan to taste herself along with a little taste of the cum I had squirted into Susan.

After a few moments of their kissing, Susan reached for a towel and moved it to her pussy as my semen had started to leak out of her. I suggested a group shower and my two ladies both readily agreed. I got up and went to the master bathroom to start the water running and warm up. While we had a nice sized shower, three bodies in it would be a little tight.

My two ladies joined me and we all stepped in, shutting the door behind us. We took turns soaping one another and there were plenty of kisses but virtually no conversation. None was needed. I think we were all lost in our thoughts to some extent.

I let the gals out of the shower first and I stayed in to dry off while they had the floor area. I couldn't help but watch Susan as she bent over to dry her legs and feet--her butt pointed right at me so I could see her anus, her pussy lips and her large breasts once again hanging down. My cock, which had remained semi-hard, began to rise once again as my eyes took in the view.

Susan and Diane made small talk--the awkwardness seemed to be past--and Diane helped a still-nude Susan address her hair somewhat in the mirror as I stood with a towel at my waist and watched through the open shower door.

"My wife and my doctor standing naked together in our bathroom?" I thought.

I exited behind the two ladies and walked into the bedroom. It was a sight. I turned on some brighter lighting than what we'd had on for our sexual activities session and tried to straighten things up a bit. A bra laying her, a sock laying there. Clearly there had been no consideration to our undressing!

Looking around the floor area by the bed, I picked up Susan's clothing and began to make it a little presentable--instead of the jumbled pile it was laying in. I put most of her things on the bed so she could access them easier and then bent down to pick up her bra. I looked at the plain white feminine garment for only a split second when I heard, "I think that belongs to Susan" coming from my wife. I turned to see the two women were making their way into the bedroom.

Laughing, I handed it to Susan and said, "Yes, I think this does belong to you."

Susan smiled, took the bra from me and began to put it back on. I watched as she arranged it as appropriate and then behind her and attached it securely. I continued to stand and watch her dress while my erection regained it's previous "straight-up" form. Diane stood next to me and I think Susan enjoyed the fact we were watching her.

As she was finishing buttoning her blouse, Susan pointed to my erect cock and said, "I think somebody is ready for more fun after I leave!" with a laugh. Before I could reply, my wife responded with, "You had your opportunity Susan, now I get mine."

The three of us walked out of the room and down the stairs--I think it was the first time in all of our time in the house that my wife and I walked down into the living room area by the front door completely nude together. A dim light was on so we could see our way easily.

As we got to the door, I think we all were thinking the same thing: "Where do we go from here?"

Susan took the initiative and began with: "I want to say thank you to both of you for this evening. It was a night of many firsts. I never imagined when I walked in the front door at the party tonight that I'd be walking out the front door of your home at this hour. But I enjoyed every moment."

Continuing, "I'm not sure where we go from here right now. I loved this experience and would enjoy experiencing it again with you two. I'm simply not interested in getting involved with another man at this moment in my life but that doesn't mean I'm not horny either! Diane--the opportunity to explore a woman sexually has been something I've always wanted to do and you were just what I had fantasized it would be. I really would like to spend some more time with you and explore you body in more detail. Or continue to explore you with my tongue I should say!"

Diane replied, "Susan--I can tell you for certain that we both enjoyed tonight. You were the perfect woman for us to branch out with and explore things we'd talked about over the years. Seeing my husband making love to you was much more of a turn-on to me than I thought it would be. And getting a chance to explore another woman's body was fantastic."

After a short pause, Diane continued: "Let's do this. You have our home telephone number. When you're ready to meet up again, give us a call. We will not call you at this point. After you've had a day or a week think about this experience, you can call. If one of us doesn't answer, just leave a message indicating, 'This is the doctor and it's time to schedule an exam for the two of us along with a telephone number.' That reference to the 'two of us' will be our signal as to what the call is about. If you decide that one night was enough for you for some reason, just don't call and we'll understand."

They both looked at me and I couldn't think of anything to add. So I simply bent down a little to Susan's face and kissed her on the lips. We didn't French this time, rather just a good old-fashioned sensual lip kiss. I immediately turned to Diane and did likewise. And just before Susan departed, she and Diane kissed passionately once again and Susan's right hand grasped my erection once again and she gave it a couple of tugs.

Diane and I stood behind the door as Susan opened it and as she turned to leave, she looked at us in the dim light and said, "Make sure you leave your answering machine on. I know there will be a message for the two of you very soon on there" as she walked out the door.

Closing the door behind her, I locked it and turned to Diane. We kissed one another once again and Diane took my cock in her hand and said, "Okay, time for some more sex. Let's go upstairs..."

(To be continued.) 



Our Family Physician Ch. 02



Almost two weeks had passed with no call from our physician. Diane and I had talked several times and had decided decidedly both, "She's not going to call us" as well as, "We need to give Susan time." Those options changed almost daily. I remained optimistic that our evening with Susan wasn't a one-time thing.

* * *

The kids were off to school and Diane was thinking of what she needed to get done today before the weekend. She'd already taken care of groceries so perhaps today would be "Laundry Friday" so that was out of the way.

With the water running in the kitchen sink as she rinsed dishes from breakfast, Diane almost didn't hear the telephone ringing. Trying to quickly dry her hands before picking up the handset she thought to herself, "Who would be calling her so early--it's not even 8 a.m.?" With semi-wet hands she grabbed the phone and didn't bother to view the Caller ID on the handset.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Diane? It's Susan."

There was a pause on Diane's end--before she realized her heart was instantly racing. It had been almost two weeks since Susan had walked out of her front door and it had crept in and out of Diane's mind that they might not hear from Susan again.

"Oh...hello. I'm sorry--my hands were in the sink all wet so it took a minute to get the phone and, well, you don't care about that Susan. How are you? "

Susan replied, "I'm fine. I won't keep you long but I was wondering if, well...I've been taking some Friday's off recently. Today is one of those days and I wanted to see if you'd be interested in coming over to my house for lunch. The boys are all at school and I've got the day to myself--until school's out, of course. I assume Jim's at work so it will just be the two of us."

Suddenly Diane's stomach knotted up. She was certainly available--but it seemed so "sudden" to her. She made a quick decision.

"I'd love to have lunch with you. What time and where?" Diane replied.

"Why don't you plan to come over to my house--we can eat outside since it's such a beautiful day. I don't get to enjoy my house very often when it's like this so let's plan on you coming here. Very casual Diane. You don't bring anything except yourself and a smile!"

Susan provided Diane with her address and directions before hanging up the phone. Diane leaned against the counter and realized her heart was beating a thousand beats a minute.

"I wonder if I should call Jim?" she thought. After consideration she decided that it was simply two women having lunch so no need to alert her husband. "Two women having lunch--that's certainly true but it's a little more complicated than that!" she thought to herself.

After finishing some clean-up, Diane began to prepare for her lunch date. She showered, along with shaving her legs and arm pits, to be as presentable as possible. Diane stood nude and looked at herself in the large bathroom mirror and thought to herself, "You're not going on a date woman! It's lunch with your 'friend!'"

Despite that thought she couldn't help but think back to 13 days prior when that 'friend' was standing in this very same bathroom stark naked with Diane and her husband. The same 'friend' who her husband had intercourse with on their bed as Diane watched and rubbed herself intimately as Diane watched her husband make love to another woman. Watched as the 'friend' received her husband's semen. The same 'friend' who Diane had French kissed. And the same 'friend' who had licked Diane in the most intimate of places on her body.

Diane looked into the mirror and realized that her daydreaming had caused her nipples to become erect. As she reached up to tweak her left nipple, she thought about masturbating but then decided against it since she was so clean.

Diane walked into her bedroom and picked up a pair of moderately conservative panties--yellow hi cut nylon--and a lacy bra that, as she put it on and hooked the clasp between her breasts, allowed her erect nipples to be quite visible through the material.  She elected to wear a white cotton sleeveless blouse and a pair of navy shorts along with matching sandals. Looking at her dresser mirror, she felt good about her appearance.

* * *

Diane arrived at 11:30 a.m. as requested and parked in Susan's driveway. She only began to feel nervous as she walked up the front walk. Diane reached to ring the door bell but the door began to open at the same time and she saw Susan as it opened.

The two women exchanged hello's at the doorstep and Susan invited Diane in, closing the door behind her. Both women looked at one another and Susan said, "I'm not sure what the proper greeting should be for us Diane? Do we shake hands? Hug?"

Diane nervously laughed and replied, "How about a hug?"

They embraced momentarily and as they broke apart from the physical event they both realized how awkward each felt at this moment.

Diane noticed Susan's attire--makeup, hair done nicely and sporting a white cotton sleeveless dress adorned with blue flowers. She thought it was the prettiest she'd ever seen Susan--especially when every other time she'd seen her Susan had a white lab coat on over her clothing other than the night at the party. Susan was not a physician who wore makeup or spent an extraordinary amount of time on her hair prior to heading to the clinic. With three boys and a very early morning start most days, prep time was not possible. 

Susan gently took Diane's hand and they walked out through the house to Susan's backyard. Under an umbrella at the center of the table was a pair of place settings along with salad, rolls and other appetizers. There was also a bottle of white wine in an ice bucket. Two glasses were soon poured as the women sat down and chatted about many different subjects during their lunch. But surprisingly to Diane, sex was not part of the discussion. Family, children, Susan's work...all the things that two friends might otherwise converse about in a similar setting.

It was unusual for both women to consume wine with lunch so it wasn't long before they felt the effects of the alcohol in their bloodstream. As a result, they both relaxed and became more comfortable with one another. As each made eye contact with the other, their minds roamed back to the events the last time they were together at Diane's house--and Diane's bedroom.

Sensing an opportunity, Diane decided she should take a step towards addressing their previous experience together to make sure it wasn't a barrier to continuing their conversation.

"I have to admit Susan that I had sort of thought that Jim and I wouldn't hear from you after you left our house. I'm not sure why but I thought that perhaps it was a pleasant, one-time thing."

Susan paused while staring at Diane. She had a smile on her face as she looked deep into Diane's blue eyes. 

"Diane--I was certain when I left your house that I would contact you again. 100% certain. I had the boys here last weekend, and besides, I didn't want to be too pushy. And to be honest, I wanted to make sure you and Jim had time to review our time together to make certain it wasn't causing either of you any regrets."

It was Diane's turn to pause in contemplation before replying.

"After you left Susan, Jim and I went back upstairs and had as good of sex together as we've had in years. You obviously got both of our libidos so high it was probably dangerous for 'old folks' like us!"

Dropping her voice to almost a whisper despite the fact there was no one else around, Diane said, "Jim came three times that night--once with you, twice with me!"

Both women chuckled at that remark as it was delivered by Diane.

"So you don't think there was any negative impact on you two after I left--maybe not that night but a few days later?" Susan asked.

"No. None. We have talked about you each day since but it's always been a relatively quiet, 'Did we hear from Susan today?' when it was just the two of us."

Susan inquired, "What did Jim say when you told him you were coming over here for lunch today?"

"I didn't tell him. I decided that it would best if he didn't know. Heck, I want to make sure he's focused on his work!" Diane said with a laugh.

The two women chatted briefly a bit longer and then they decided it was time to take the lunch plates inside and put things away. As Susan busied herself rinsing things off, Diane carried everything else inside. As Susan stood at the sink in her summer dress, Diane couldn't help but notice her body. The dress went to just about Susan's knees but Diane was looking at the total of Susan's body. Much shorter than Diane, a bit heavier and a brunette compared to Diane's blonde hair, they didn't have much in common physically but Diane began to get a familiar feeling surging through her body.

Almost overcome instantly with sexual urges, Diane walked up behind Susan as Susan was drying her hands with a towel and put her hands gently on Susan's waist. Slightly startled for a moment, Susan turned to her left and found her face only inches from Diane's as Diane was bending down to make the physical distance so short. Completing her turn to face to Diane, Susan felt both of Diane's hands readjust themselves on her waist.

The two women looked into each other's eyes, both knowing that their mouths were soon to be touching one another's. They both closed their eyes and leaned to one another where their lips made contact--and slowly opened to one another. Diane softly sucked on Susan's lips while she gingerly extended her tongue to the opening of her friend's mouth. In a split second Susan's tongue was in oral tussle with Diane's as the two women twisted and licked at one another.

As Diane continued the kiss while breathing in the soft floral scent of Susan's perfume, she moved her hands further around behind Susan and pulled her closer. As her hands dropped further down Susan's back, she felt the outline of Susan's panties through the cotton dress. She reached further down to grasp the doctor's butt cheeks and gently rub them as their tongues continued their intimate oral dance.

Gasping for breath, the two women pulled their mouths apart but Diane kept her hands firmly on Susan's rear. Neither woman said a word for a minute while they each caught their breath and looked deep into each other's eyes. No words were necessary.

Releasing Susan from her soft grasp, Diane took Susan by the hand and led her into the family room area which was located away from the front windows of the house. She stopped in the middle of the room and gently eased Susan to the floor, with the doctor laying on her back in the middle of her own family room. Her dress was bunched up a bit above her knees as she laid on the soft carpet watching Diane descend to be next to her. Diane propped herself up with her left arm and bent in to continue kissing Susan. The two women continued their oral exchange for several minutes, pausing only occasionally when they needed to catch their breath but were soon back to exchanging oral pleasantries with one another.

Diane used her right hand to gently rub Susan's left breast through the dress and bra. Despite the two layers of clothing, Susan's long erect nipple was evident and Diane softly squeezed the nipple and very gently twisted it--each time extracting a groan of pleasure from Susan. Clearly larger than her own breasts, Diane enjoyed the feeling of the ever-so-soft flesh with the hard little point at the center.

Out of the corner of her right eye, Diane noticed that Susan had raised her left leg so her knee was in the air, uncovering her left thigh by the white cloth of the dress. Bending back down to continue the kissing with Susan, Diane took her hand from Susan's breast and moved it down to caress the left inner thigh of Susan. There was a momentary jolt from Susan at the soft touch but their oral exchanges never broke. 

Finally the impact of her weight having been resting on her left arm all this time forced Diane to break off the kissing and sit up. She continued to caress Susan's thigh, dropping her hand slowly closer and closer to Susan's pubic region.

Susan didn't move as Diane sat up. Rather she watched Diane as she felt the blonde's fingers continue to inch closer to her pussy. She knew how wet Diane had made her already and with each millimeter that Diane covered, Susan felt even more dampness between her legs.

Sitting on her rear, Diane turned towards Susan's torso and reached down to the hem of her dress. With her two hands, Diane pulled the garment gently up Susan's body so it gathered at the waist area. For a second she paused and Susan lifted her torso so Diane could pull the dress completely up near her waist. Susan was wearing white cotton panties like she'd been wearing the night at Diane's house. Diane noticed the "Victoria's Secret" labeling on the elastic waistband just as her husband had noticed it two weeks prior.

Susan kept her left knee in the air while her right leg was straight out. Diane moved her hand back to within a couple of inches of the left leg opening of Susan's panties. In doing so, Diane looked at Susan's panties and could see Susan's dark pubic hair pressing against the thin, soft cotton material of the panty. Diane then noticed a few brown hairs peeking out each of the leg openings of the panty along with a distinct wet spot in the center of the crotch area.

Dragging her index finger along the leg opening, feeling Susan's soft flesh along with the cotton of the panties, Diane looked back at Susan. They stared into each other's eyes as Diane continued to stroke the delicate area of Susan's body.

Diane gently smiled at Susan and then winked, confusing Susan for just a split second. As she did that wink Diane slipped her index finger under the leg opening of the panty and made contact with the matted pubic hair of Susan as well as the outer lips of her pussy. Susan was, once again, extremely wet.

The two women continued their gaze into the eyes of the other while Susan felt Diane's finger gently rub against her pussy lips. She felt as if on fire between her legs, something that she'd never felt quite as strong in her life like she was feeling in her current state of sexual arousal. An arousal caused by another woman!

Diane's finger tip just slightly entered the area between Susan's vaginal lips. The angle wasn't conducive to a more comfortable approach so while Diane continued to stroke her friend gently, she knew she was going to have to change positions as long as Susan's panties prevented a more direct approach with her hand.

Pulling her finger out from Susan's panties, she took both hands and reached to the waist of the garment. Susan lifted her hips without hesitation and the two women worked effortlessly together to easily slide the cotton panties off Susan's torso and down her legs until Diane pulled them completely off.

Diane looked down at Susan's pussy, which 'stared' right back at the blonde. She had not had this sort of vantage point at their house previously so she was getting her first unobstructed view of the doctor's pubic region. Surrounded by dark brown hairs, mostly matted if they were within an inch of Susan's pussy, Diane saw the folds and colors of Susan's most intimate part of her anatomy. Her pussy lips were a mixture of red, pink and reddish-brown skin--the white vaginal juices on her lips prominently calling out to Diane the state of arousal by Susan. She thought to herself that in that opening Susan had received Diane's husband's penis--while she watched and masturbated!

"Don't move a muscle--I'll be right back," Diane told Susan as she stood up and walked into Susan's kitchen. She returned with a pair of hand towels from the kitchen and Susan smiled at the preparedness of her friend. Diane crouched down and spread the towel out as Susan lifted her butt from the carpet. Susan pulled her dress up to her waist, allowing a completely unfettered view of her body from her navel to her toes.

"This is a reversal of roles isn't it? This is the view you have had of ME!" Diane quipped. The two women both chuckled at Diane's comment.

Moving her butt next to Susan's right thigh, Diane once again used her fingers to gently caress Susan's pussy. She drug her index finger slowly up Susan's opening and then back down. After several passes, she inserted her finger in up to her first knuckle. She looked up from Susan's pubic region and saw Susan staring at her with a look of total bliss on her face. Smiling, Susan just nodded slightly as if to say, "Please, please continue..."

Inserting her index finger even further into Susan's vagina, Diane could feel the sheen of vaginal juice coating her finger. Diane took the opportunity to move her finger around inside of Susan, feeling the insides of a woman just as she'd had done to her many times in her life--but it had always been a male finger inside of her!

Leaning down, she used her left hand's fingers to spread Susan's pussy lips open, the white coating of fluid on the intimate flesh offering almost a milky look to the pink skin. She could smell the excitement being given off by Susan's pussy. She knew that today she would take the chance to repay Susan for the oral pleasure the doctor had provided to her at Diane's house.

As she continued to move her finger in Susan's pussy, she spoke up.

"Susan--I have to admit that while I've never done it before, I'd like to try and taste you. You know, with my tongue like you did to me at our place. Would you like me to do that?"

Susan didn't reply verbally. Rather she gave a coy smile to her blonde friend and as her face turned a shade of crimson, she nodded her head as she felt Diane's finger reaching deep inside of her. It had been a long time since anyone had touched Susan in that inner recess other than two weekends prior so Susan had a significant amount of pent-up sexual urges flowing through her being.

Diane pulled her finger out of Susan's pussy and brought them to her face. The sheen of vaginal coating was evident on the finger so Diane simply inserted in her mouth and sucked it clean as Susan watched the intimate gesture from her vantage point.

Wiping her hand on the kitchen towel to be certain it was dry, Diane reached to her upper chest and began to unbutton her blouse. Susan watched as Diane worked down her body and saw the white of Diane's bra come into view. When she got to her waist, Diane moved to her knees and pulled the cotton top from inside her shorts and removed it completely. She carefully placed it on the carpet off to the side while Susan admired Diane's pert breasts through the lace bra cups.

Diane rearranged the second kitchen towel on the carpet and looking at Susan said softly, "I always enjoy it when I do it this way with Jim. Why don't you straddle me and I'll lay here on this towel?"

Susan smiled with anticipation. She moved her body so she was now on her knees and pulled her dress up to her waist. Making a decision, Susan reached to her back and unbuttoned the sun dress and pulled it over her body and tossed it to the side. Clad only in a plain white bra, she looked down at Diane who was clearly admiring her body, and made her fingers find their way to Diane's chest. Gently touching Diane's bra-encased breasts with her hands behind her torso, Susan straddled Diane's head and softly let her butt rest down against Diane's chest.

Diane, looking straight up at the brown hair covered pussy of the physician, asked Susan, "Why don't you remove the bra as well? I want to see your breasts from this vantage point as well."

As Diane moved her face up towards Susan's pussy, the doctor reached behind her back and deftly unhooked her bra and pulled it down her arms, tossing it on the floor by her dress and began to rub her breasts as Diane's tongue explored Susan's pussy for the first time.




Our Family Physician Ch. 02



With Susan's thighs on either side of her head, Susan reached her hands from underneath the woman to touch Susan's pussy. The white coating of vaginal juices on Susan's pussy wasn't a barrier in any way for Diane. Using fingers from both hands, she gently spread Susan open and licked her in the same way she licked an ice cream cone. Tentatively the first couple of swipes with her tongue and then more aggressively as she became more comfortable and could sense what was pleasant to both herself as well as Susan.

At first she thought that Susan's hair might be an issue but given the state of arousal by the good doctor, the pubic hair in the immediate vicinity of her pussy was matted completely and the soft brown curls that touched her nose occasionally as she moved her head tickled more than anything else.

Susan had a unique odor caused by her overwhelming sexual arousal. It was new to Diane to experience such a thing with another woman but she thought it was probably similar to her own personal odor when she was in a similar state of excitement.

As Diane licked softly the folds of Susan's pussy, she kept her eyes looking at her friend's vagina. During a slight pause Diane's eyes glanced up at Susan and saw the doctor's brown eyes looking down into Diane's. Diane continued to lick softly at the moist flesh of Susan's vagina and decided that she needed to explore as far as nature would allow her to do. She stuck her tongue out of her mouth as far as it would go and inserted it up inside of Susan. Now she knew what her husband had experienced with her all these years!

As Diane snaked her tongue around inside of Susan's pussy, she could feel her cheeks being covered with Susan's juices. Undeterred by the wetness of her face, Diane continued to explore the inner pink channel of the doctor, feeling slight bumps on her vaginal wall with her tongue and licking the nectar that lined the flesh of her pussy.

She realized that Susan was making slight whimpering noises and Diane looked up again at Susan as she contracted her tongue. Susan's eyes were no longer looking down but rather all Diane could see was Diane's throat as her eyes were apparently looking up at the ceiling as she entered a state of ecstasy. Without hesitation, Diane stuck her tongue back out and began to lick back and forth with an emphasized gentle force over Susan's clitoris. The moment Diane completed her first pass over the enlarge pink clit, she heard Susan squeal out loud as nerves in Susan's clit were tickled in way that was unexplainable--much like a tidal wave of energy surging through her body but centered on one tiny little pink button.

As Diane continued to focus her tongue on dragging across Susan's clit, Susan continued to make loud sounds of enjoyment and Diane suddenly felt Susan's body fall forward so the majority of Susan's weight was now on her hands and arms. Diane could no longer see Susan's face but she could see her belly and the undersides of her breasts hanging above Diane's forehead. In falling forward and supporting herself with her arms, Susan had made Diane's actions of licking at her friend's clit more challenging and Diane now felt the full softness of Susan's pubic hair as it covered Susan's nose. Undeterred by the change in body position, Diane continued to drag her tongue and realized she was swallowing at the same time--fluids of Susan's that entered her mouth.

As she thought of the fact she was actually swallowing without realizing it, she felt Susan press down with her torso on Diane's head--hard but not dangerous--and she felt Susan's thighs tighten around the side of Diane's head. Diane kept up the pace with her tongue and she felt Susan's body start to shake as Susan moaned out loud. With a shriek Susan tightened her body, which caused it to press down hard on Diane's upper body to the point of a bit of pain, and pushed down on Diane's mouth with her torso. 

The orgasm shook the physician and she thought for a split second she was going to blackout but as the moment of excitement passed, she realized that she wouldn't pass out but she was in danger of collapsing from the exhaustion of the orgasm. With most of her body weight resting on her arms, she looked down between the valley of her breasts and saw Diane's blonde hair and forehead but realized the rest of her friend's face was covered by her own abdominal area.

Susan adjusted her legs so her weight shifted to her knees and she pulled her torso up so Diane was no longer in contact with her. As she did this, she felt Diane move out from under her and Susan remained on her hands and knees.

Diane collected herself and got on her own knees behind the brunette and gently rubbed her lower back and butt cheeks.

Softly Diane said, "Did you enjoy yourself Susan? I hope I did that right for you?"

Susan turned her still damp body around and looked at her friend and former patient. Susan's hair was slightly messed but what struck Susan was the layer of wet shine on Diane's face. Susan realized her vaginal fluids covered the woman and Susan felt embarrassed at how much she must have excreted during the last few minutes.

Without responding to Diane's question, Susan pulled her face up to the taller blonde and simply kissed Diane softly. Their tongues touched but it was a more gentle, womanly kiss than previously. The taste of her own body was evident on Diane's lips and tongue and after they slightly parted, Susan kissed Diane's cheeks in an effort to clean them up a bit. Her hands reached to Diane's chest and she gently rubbed Diane's nipples through her bra as the kissing continued.

Diane broke the kissing and said, "There's something else I'd like to do Susan," and she proceeded to once again lay on her back on the carpet but this time without a towel behind her head. She motioned for Susan to get back on her hands and knees while positioning their heads top-to-top so Diane was initially staring at Susan's chin and vice-versa. Diane urged Susan to move forward down Diane's body so that Susan's breasts were hanging down over Susan. Susan pulled the doctor down a bit and began to suck on the nipples as they hung down. 

Since these were the only other female breasts she'd touched besides her own, there was something about Susan's larger breasts hanging over her that turned Diane on significantly. She licked and sucked on each breast, alternating one and then another. They weren't quite large enough for Diane to suck on both nipples at one time, although she did try to do so.

In the meantime Susan stared at her friend's shorts knowing exactly what was underneath. The thoughts of her time orally pleasing Diane two weeks prior at Diane's house were very much fresh in her mind.

As Diane continued to suck on her nipples, Susan felt a trickle run down her right inner thigh. She reached for one of the towels and as she wiped her leg so nothing would get on the carpet, Diane ceased her attention to Susan's breasts and sat up on the carpet and watched the naked physician situate herself on the towel. Taking in Susan's nude body--her breasts, her rounded torso with a bit of brown hair peeking up from between her legs, along with her white thighs--Diane soaked in the view.

Susan remained quiet for a few moments, as if trying to catch her breath and looked at Diane sitting across from her, wearing her bra and blue shorts. "What a sight this must be!" she thought silently to herself.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, she noticed the time.

"Diane--what time do you need to be home? It's almost 2:30."

"I don't have to be back for about 90 minutes--what time are your boys here?" the blonde replied.

"About 3:30," said Susan.

"Well then...we better get you cleaned up before they come home!"

Susan paused and replied, "But what about you--I didn't get to give you any pleasures Diane."

"Well, you did two weeks ago and I'm quite certain that you'll have opportunities in the near future Susan. Plus I think when Jim gets wind of how I spent my afternoon, I'll get plenty of pleasure tonight," she said with a coy smile.

Susan stood up, her nude body now towering off Diane. As she turned and bent over at the waist to pick up her discarded dress, her butt spread a bit and Diane saw Susan's pussy from the rear for the first time.

Diane glanced to her right and noticed that Susan's panties were laying on the carpet. She picked them up, felt the soft material as she gently squeezed them and felt a bit of damp cotton on her finger. She reached over and picked up Susan's bra before standing up.

As Susan put out her hand for the garments, Diane said, "I have a favor to ask..."

* * *

Much like the scene two weeks ago but in complete role reversal, Susan now stood at the base of the steps by her front door totally nude while her clothed friend softly kissed her on the lips and they said their good-byes. To avoid anyone seeing in, Diane pulled the door closed behind herself as she left the house and she heard Susan on the other side lock the deadbolt while Diane walked to her car, carrying her purse and a brown lunch bag.

* * *

Driving home from work, Jim was stopped at a traffic light when a beep on his mobile phone indicated he'd received a text message. It was from Diane--unusual to receive a text from his wife since he would be home shortly. The text was brief.

"Taken the kids out. You're on your own for dinner. Surprise in your top dresser drawer. See you at 8 sharp! Luv Diane!"

Putting the phone down, Jim thought to himself, "That's certainly a strange message." The first two sentences were typical--it wasn't uncommon for Diane to take the kids out for shopping or something and they'd stop to eat somewhere. On a Friday night? That was a bit unusual but not extraordinary. But the third line about the dresser drawer was confusing. What would she have hid in his dresser--something she didn't want anyone else to know about obviously?

As he paused at another stoplight, he reread the text message and then deleted it.

* * *

As Jim entered the house, he knew it was empty. After a period of time with others around, it was almost a "sixth sense" that told him he was alone. After pausing in the kitchen for a drink of water, he decided to go check out the surprise that Diane had bought him. He climbed the steps, unbuttoning his shirt as he did so.

Entering the master bedroom, he made a beeline for his dresser and pulled open the top drawer of the chest. Inside he noticed a brown paper bag--a lunch bag like the kind he or the kids took lunches in. He reached for the bag and as he grasped it, he realized it had something in it but it really felt like almost nothing. The weight was negligible.

Take it in his hands, he opened the bag and looked in. The first thing he noticed was simply there was white cloth inside. Reaching in and pulling it out, he saw instantly the contents was a pair of women's panties. As paused for a split second, noticed the VS branding on the waist and realized instantly where the panties came from! He opened the waist with his hands and looked to the crotch--slightly discolored--and he knew that that Susan had worn these. But how did Diane get them he wondered? He knew that Susan had redressed when she was at their house two weeks ago--he'd seen her in her bra and panties as she got dressed late that night and he recalled admiring her butt in the taunt panties as he watched her dress.

As his mind raced to answer questions that were forming, he realized as he stood in his bedroom holding Susan's worn panties that his cock was beginning to stiffen in his pants. Looking at the undergarment again, he pulled it to his face and sniffed the garment. With his penis hardening by the second, he smiled at his wife's thoughtfulness and began to unzip his pants as he once again took a deep breath of "Susan."

Once unzipped, Jim reached in with his hand and pulled his penis out of the opening. Hard at this point, he looked down and saw the purple head pointing out of the zipper and he rubbed it with his thumb. Taking the panties that belonged to his former physician, Jim rubbed the cotton panties along the underside of his cock and up over the head. He once again pulled them to his face and sniffed them--the smell reminding him of a scene that took place in this very bedroom two weeks earlier. The odors of Susan and her body evident in the cotton, he suddenly realized why Diane has made the reference to being home at 8 p.m. "sharp." She was giving him some quality time alone so he could take care of that erection! What a thoughtful wife!

To be continued...



Our Family Physician Ch. 03



"So did you enjoy the surprise I left you?" Diane whispered to me as we lay next to each other in bed, just having turned the lights out.

"Yes! But I have to admit I am not sure how you came in possession of Susan's panties--they were hers, weren't they?" I asked.

"Yes, they were hers. And how did I get them? I took them off of her! And they were a lot wetter when I took them off than when you opened that bag," Diane whispered softly.

"Was Susan here again?" I inquired.

"No, she didn't come back here. She called me this morning..." Diane replied.

For the next few minutes, Diane outlined the day's events with Susan including the details behind my "gift."

"When I had them in my hands as we were picking up, I thought that you'd love a souvenir of my visit to Susan's and when I asked her about it, she was okay with it. I think she thought it was a little too kinky--let's be honest, I think she's a pretty straight-laced woman--but the idea of you enjoying her worn undies was a definite turn-on. I know how women's panties have always turned you on. Susan initially wanted to give me a clean pair but I said the ones I'd removed from her body, already worn and obviously reflecting the fact she'd been aroused before they came off was better for you. She even asked me what I thought you'd do with them?" Diane said quietly.

"What did you tell her?" I asked.

"That you'd use them to masturbate with if you were given the opportunity. And I'm guessing that's exactly what you did, didn't you?"

My wife clearly knew me.

"Yes, I came upstairs, saw what was in the bag, finally put 'two and two' together in terms of you and the kids being gone tonight, returning home 'promptly at 8,' all that jazz...so I stripped and played with Susan's panties as I pleasured myself. It was a tremendous surprise Diane."

Laughing softly, Diane replied, "How many times did you cum, dear?"

"Twice. I came once, was going to start to clean up and then things well, things stayed in a position that that made me decide that a second orgasm was warranted. After the second time, I showered and got dressed," I said.

"I'd have liked to have been a fly on the wall watching you Jim."

"Perhaps we can do that sometime," I responded. "But only if you will let me watch you."

"Deal."

I asked, without trying to seem to eager, "How did you leave things with Susan? I mean, is she okay with 'us' and two weeks ago?"

"Well I think she enjoyed herself a lot but she was really concerned about us. You know, if she had affected us adversely in any way? I told her it was nothing to worry about but I'm grateful she's so considerate."

I didn't say anything for a minute, my mind full of memories of Susan's body, seeing her naked, seeing her butt and pussy in the air as she orally pleased my wife, etc.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get to experience Susan again, honey," Diane said quietly with a very heavy sarcastic tone to her voice.

Laughing, I replied sheepishly, "I'm that obvious Diane?"

"No. You weren't at all. But I know that's on your mind--and it's on mine as well. So I felt I had to reply in my 'wife voice' to my husband when we're talking about another woman!" she said with a slight chuckle.

We chatted a few more minutes before we both dozed off.

* * *

The next morning, with the kids spread throughout the house, Diane came up to me and whispered very quietly, "I have to ask: What did you do with Susan's panties? I hope they're well hidden."

I looked her in the eye and replied, "I hid them in a spot nobody will think to look for something like another woman's panties..."

She looked at me inquisitively. Clearly she had no idea what I had done with the doctor's undies.

"I hid them in your underwear drawer, Diane. They're underneath your stuff in the back left. None of the kids will go in there and if they did for some reason, they'd think they were yours."

Diane laughed and quietly replied, "That's a great idea. Strange to have another woman's dirty panties in with mine--wait a minute, you didn't make them any 'dirtier' last night, did you?"

"Oh no. I used them to stroke my cock with but I didn't cum on them, if that's what you're worried about," I whispered to her.

"Okay. I wasn't exactly sure how you'd use Susan's panties but as long as they're not a wadded cum-filled mess, I guess that's as good of a place to hide them as anywhere else."

* * *

Diane and the children returned home after one their soccer games. I'd stayed home to cut the grass and take care of some chores around the house. The kids would be ready for lunch--I was certain of that.

As they were coming into the garage, myself as sweaty and dirty as they were, I asked, "Kids-how'd you like to spend the night with grandma?"

Receiving a chorus of cheers, I told them to get cleaned up and get their pajamas together while we got lunch ready.

Diane looked at me as I was talking but didn't say anything. After the kids went in the house she came up to me and said, "Whew! You smell TERRIBLE! You need to shower as well, Jim!"

With a pause she lowered her voice and said, "What's with the kids going to Mom's?"

I looked my wife in the eyes and said, "We got a phone call right after you left and I thought that you'd be okay with a little change in plans. I called your mom, asked her if the kids would be welcome and she, as she always does, told me to get them over as soon as I could!"

"I take it the phone call wasn't from a bill collector or an offer for a free credit card?" Diane asked somewhat smartly.

Chuckling at her less-than-direct questioning, I replied to her, "No. It was medically-related actually. Seems our doctor is interested in another 'after hours' exam. I couldn't say 'no' to the doctor, now could I?"

"Susan called?"

"Yes, she seemed a little nervous and hesitant when I answered--she must have been expecting you--but we chatted for a bit before I thanked her."

"Thanked her? For what?" Diane inquired.

In a whisper, I replied, "For loaning her panties to me!"

Diane's eyes raised at that.

"What did she say?"

"Well, I wish I could have seen her face--I'm guessing it was bright red as I told her what her panties were used for last night!"

Diane looked at me and laughed.

"You really told her? Everything?"

"Yes."

"What did she say? I mean, well, about tonight. Not about her underwear," Diane asked.

"I told her to pack an overnight bag--including some extra panties!--and she could plan to spend the evening here. She hesitated at first--I think she feels sleeping with us overnight is a big step--but she accepted. I told her to come by anytime she'd like after 4 p.m. We can have dinner here and see where things end up."

Diane playfully slapped my upper arm and said quietly but with a big smile on her face, "Why do I think I know where things will end up?" as she glanced up towards the 2nd floor of the house.

* * *

Shortly before 5, I heard the doorbell ring and opening the door, I greeted Susan with a friendly "Hello" and looked at her as she walked in the front door.

"I left my things in the car. I didn't want any of your neighbors to see anything, well, unusual..." she said somewhat embarrassed.

"Perfect. We can get anything you need later. Come on in. Diane's in the kitchen."

Susan leaned close to me and gently-but-quickly gave me a peck on the lips. I was a little surprised by that gesture, not because it was unwanted, but rather it was unexpected.

Susan was dressed in a red and white striped sundress. While part of the dress covered her shoulders, it was rather open in the upper chest area and while I knew she was wearing a bra, the cleavage of her breasts was very evident. I couldn't help but look down at her chest as she walked past me towards the kitchen. Once past me, I looked at her butt through the pleats of the garment but it was a loose fitting dress so it wasn't letting my dirty mind gain any insight as to what might be underneath. It came down just above her knees so I looked at Susan's calves as she walked away.

As Susan disappeared around the corner, I lost sight of her. I stood still and smelled the perfume she was wearing. I then realized also that I hadn't even complimented her looks when she arrived. "Something you need to acknowledge!" I thought to myself.

I entered the kitchen and Susan and Diane were next to each other, talking quietly.

"Susan--I failed to mention a moment ago how terrific you look. I think I was so surprised by that quick kiss that you stunned me for a second. But you look great!"

Smiles arrived instantly on the faces of both gals and I walked up to Diane and gave my blonde wife a soft, sensual kiss to ensure she didn't feel left out since I didn't know how she and Susan had greeted one another. As we broke, she leaned over to Susan and they also touched lips for a few moments before they separated.

With the mood now set, we each got a drink and sat in our backyard enjoying the late afternoon. A dinner with white wine followed and Susan certainly let her guard down. She was no longer timid or shy. Forget the sexual history we'd recently experienced, she was simply a nice woman for my wife and I to hang out with. Diane and Susan talked at length about medical-related topics specific to women. I listened in while occasionally asking a question or making a contribution. Bone density, menopause, calcium requirements, etc. All things I was vaguely aware of but really knew no real details about. At one point I made the comment that we were going to get charged for a "home visit" but Susan laughed it off.

As things got more relaxed, I asked Susan about her most unusual patients--anything that she's experienced that shocked her?

"Well, obviously I can't tell you any specific details but there have been a few patients that stand out to me," she replied.

"One that surprised me greatly was when I was doing a rotation during medical school in radiology, there was a woman who came in for an abdominal procedure and when she got under the machine, I looked at her vagina and she had several piercings--the first time I'd seen a patient like that and definitely not of the age I would have imagined. I think she was 65 or something like that."

We talked generally about male versus female patients. Susan was a family practice physician so she generally saw a split of about 80/20 females-to-males. She was the only woman out of the four physicians in the small practice group so she was in demand by female patients. Diane and I had first gone to see her after moving into the area and she had, as it turns out, just recently joined the practice so it was a matter of timing and luck that we connected as patients/physician.

"I have to ask you the obvious male question Susan--have you had men get hard while you examined them?" I asked.

"Yes. I've had a few but not too many. Maybe five or six that I can remember. It's not a big deal to me. It's natural and I try to make the patient feel as comfortable as I can make him. I've never felt that the intent was anything blatantly sexual--just a man being a man. Heck, we've had a few men get erections while being examined by male physicians so as much as I'd like to flatter myself by saying, 'I caused that,' I'm well aware that sometimes things just happen."

We all sat silently for a moment before Susan spoke up again.

"While I've had a handful of males get erect in the exam room, you're the first former male patient to get erect in front me Jim," Susan said with a smile.

We all laughed at her comment and then sat there silently contemplating with our own thoughts.

Diane finally spoke up and said, "Susan...if you're interested, I'd like to suggest we head inside and see what sort of mischief we can find..."

"I'd love that. I'm quite certain that whatever mischief we find will be perfectly acceptable to me," Diane said before standing up.

As we headed indoors, I gently put my hand on each woman's butt and gently squeezed them. They both looked at me curiously, no doubt full of visions of the evening ahead.

As the two women entered the kitchen, I asked Susan if her car was unlocked so I could get her things out of it. She said it was unlocked so I went out and picked up a bag she had on the backseat. It was dark out as I stood in my driveway, looking around to see if anyone was watching me--how mischievous I felt knowing how the rest of the night would likely be spent! 

I returned inside, closing things up for the night. As I entered the front door, I could tell that Diane and Susan were still in the kitchen. I decided to go upstairs with Susan's bag and as I got to the top of the step, I hesitated for a moment as I realized that I was heading to the "guest room" rather than our bedroom. I laughed at myself for a moment, thinking that Susan wasn't simply a 'guest' to us.

Putting Susan's overnight bag in our bedroom, I had just set it down when I heard Diane call my name. I went to the top of the steps and said I was upstairs, "putting Susan's bag in our bedroom." As soon as the words left my mouth, I heard the two women laugh and I realized how that must have sounded.

As I stood at the top of the steps, I saw the lights go out from the direction of the kitchen and saw the figures of my wife and our former physician walk down below me as they approached the stairs. I stood at the top and saw both women look up at me as they took the steps up, each carrying bottles of water. When Diane was near the top of the steps, I reached to her and gently kissed her. She responded with a passionate kiss back and I knew she was aroused.

Breaking from my wife, I reached to Susan and kissed her with equal zest. Susan's tongue touched mine softly and I could tell she was also prepared for the evening's fun with Diane and I.

We all entered our bedroom, the lights on low, allowing the room's ambiance to welcome us in. Diane entered first and walked to the bed, turning to Susan and I. Before she could say a word, Susan spoke first.

"Diane. I'd like you to undress first. You and your husband unwrapped me last time so this time I think it'd be nice for Jim and I to get you naked first."

"I agree..." I added to Susan's comment.

"Well...it's two against one so I suppose I lose. Let me grab some towels and then you two can gang up on me," Diane replied.

As Diane left the room, Susan put her hands on my waist and looked up to my face and said, "You really played with my panties yesterday? You masturbated with them?"

Leaning down to within inches of her face, I whispered, "Yes. Right here on this bed." And then I kissed her softly on the lips.

As we broke, Diane reentered the room with her stack of bath towels to protect the bed covers and sheets. She spread them out and I couldn't help but check out her rear as she bent over the bed.

Completing the task, she turned to Susan and I.

"I'm all yours, you two..." with enthusiasm as she extended her arms out from her sides.

"Susan?" I asked.

Susan walked to Diane and went to her back, unzipping the cotton dress down Diane's back. As she reached the waist, she reached to Diane's shoulders and pushed the dress off my wife's narrow shoulders.

Standing in front of Diane, I pulled the dress off her shoulders and down her arms, allowing her white bra to come into view. As I did this, gravity allowed the dress to fall down her torso and down her legs. As I bent down to help her step out of it, I saw she was wearing a white thong. Not a common item for her to wear, I think she felt tonight was appropriate to wear such a revealing piece of underwear.

Diane stepped out of the dress and softly but firmly instructed me, "Please put that on a hangar."

As I walked to the closet, I saw Susan's eyes focused on my wife's body.

After hanging the dress as asked, I entered the bedroom and saw that Diane's bra had been removed and Susan was gently rubbing my wife's small breast as the two women kissed one another. It was clear to me that this wasn't a gentle, friendly kiss. Diane's nipples were both quite erect and I could see Susan's right hand fingers gently squeezing the darkened flesh between them.

As the two women kissed, I walked up behind Diane and reached to her waist. I pulled on the elastic of her thong's waistband and gently pulled it down her hips and allowed it to fall down her legs to the floor. I glanced down as it hit the carpeted floor and it struck me how little there was to that piece of intimate women's underwear.

As Susan and Diane continued to kiss one another, I reached my hand to my wife's butt and then down underneath her, feeling the heat of her sex as my hand moved forward. Her pubic hair was moist and as my finger entered her pussy from behind, I instantly sense how wet she was. I gently moved my finger inside Diane, stroking her vaginal lips softly. As I did this, I sensed she bent over at the waist some to allow me easier access to her lower opening and Susan pulled away from their kiss. Susan looked down and realized what had caused Diane's physical movement and made eye contact with me.

I pulled my finger from inside of my wife, bringing it back from between her legs and hesitated for a moment before I politely extended the hand over my wife's bent back to Susan. Susan bent down and opened her mouth, allowing me to insert my sexually slickened finger into Susan's mouth. Her lips closed and her tongue licked my finger, pulling the nectar of Diane off my skin.

Diane stood up straight and looked at me. We kissed, our tongues quickly in a gentle wrestle just as hers had been with Susan moments previously.

Diane broke our oral embrace and said, "Let's get Susan naked too!"

I paused momentarily to soak in the sight of my wife, completely nude with the exception of her rings on her hand, standing next to my former family physician who was completely clothed. Such a contrast.

My wife stood naked behind Susan, unbuttoning the top of her white and red cotton dress, then unzipping it in the same fashion that had been done to her only moments previously. I saw the white shoulder straps of Susan's bra on her skin as the dress came off her shoulders. As Diane unzipped the garment, I pulled it gently forward and the short shoulder sleeves came down the doctor's arms. Encased in a white bra with lace covering each breast, I was able to see the areolas of her breasts through the tiny openings in the material. I noticed the sheer whiteness of the bra and it entered my mind that Susan must have recently purchased this rather sexy looking bra, no doubt for my enjoyment!

As the dress slipped down her body, aided by my gentle tug, her torso came into view along with the entrance of her white panties. Like the bra, they had a lace front to them and as she bent slightly to allow her dress to slide down her legs, I looked at the lace front of her panties and could see her familiar dark pubic hair peeking through the openings of the white lace.

Susan stepped out of the dress and I carefully laid it out on my wife's dresser to keep it in as good of shape as possible. As I was doing so, Susan commented not to worry about it as she wasn't planning to wear it home.

Turning back towards Susan, I saw my beautiful-and-totally-nude wife rubbing Susan's shoulders from behind her. I suggested that Diane unhook Susan's bra while I took care of her panties. As Diane reached to free Susan's breasts, I paused and watched as the straps loosened and fell softly down her arms. She allowed her bra to fall silently upon our carpet and I looked at her dark red nipples, erect in form, imagining my tongue and lips enjoying them.

I saw Diane's hands reach around Susan's arms and gently massage the doctor's larger bosom. I saw Diane squeeze Susan's breasts softly, tweaking the nipples between her index and middle fingers. I realized as I watched my wife enjoy the softness of Susan's breasts, Susan was simply staring at me as I watched the scene in front of me.




Our Family Physician Ch. 03



As my senses came to me, I pulled off my shirt and joined the "topless crowd." Susan smiled as she watched me pull the shirt off but simply stood and enjoyed Diane's caressing of her breasts and nipples. As I saw both sets of eyes watching me, I reached to my waist and undid my tan pants, allowing them to fall to the floor in a pile while I stepped out of them. Wearing only boxers that were clearly tented out by my erection, I stood and smiled at the two women.

"Take them off, Jim" was the call from my blonde wife.

"Yes, take 'em off, Jim!" echoed the brunette in front of me.

"Are you sure?" I teased.

With those words nods of encouragement, I reached to my waistband and pulled the front of my underwear out to allow my erection to poke out the top. My glands poked it's purple head up and both women politely shrieked with polite joy. Taking the encouragement, I pulled the cotton underwear down my thighs to allow Susan and Diane to once again see my entire penis uncovered. The boxers rested on the floor as I stepped out of them.

Reaching her left hand out, Susan gently grasped my erect cock and squeezed it softly. Not a rub or a tug, simply her hand squeezing it gently. As she did, she leaned forward and our mouths touched once again. As her mouth opened, I felt my wife's fingers touch my chest as Susan's breasts pinned up against my chest. As Susan and I kissed passionately, I took my right hand to her stomach and slipped my fingers into the waist of her panties.

The first touch was soft skin and the somewhat rough, unformatted texture of the front of her panties. The lace front wasn't quite as soft as the cotton panties she'd worn on her previous visit to our bedroom but I quickly forgot that feeling as my fingertips burrowed through Susan's brown pubic hair. I gently rubbed her "girl fur" before moving down to touch the top of her pussy. As was to be expected, it felt both warm and wet to my touch.

Just as I touched Susan's pussy, I felt Diane's hand release from Susan's breast as well as Susan released her grip on my erect cock. Taking that as a sign, I pulled my hand from inside the doctor's panties and stood up straight.

"Why don't we all get on the bed?" I suggested.

Both women turned to the bed and I looked down at Susan's panty clad bottom, the cleft of her butt visible to my eyes through the sheer white material.

Diane laid down on her left side and Susan joined her alongside. I sat down on my rear, my cock pointing to the ceiling and watched as the two women began to kiss in a complete show of passion. There was no time for soft lip kisses. My wife was in an impassioned oral embrace with Susan.

As I watched them kissing, I gently spread Diane's thighs apart and bent my head down to her vagina. Spreading her matted blonde hairs apart, her lips sprouted open like a flower in the springtime. I saw the sheen of her juices, so familiar to my eyes and nose, before I gently took my tongue and licked her wet pink folds. She moaned as I did this and I saw Susan's head turn slightly towards me to see what I was up to.

I focused my attention on my wife's pussy--orally pleasing her to the best of my abilities. It was very clear to me that our new-found sexual partner was definitely helping to turn my wife on. She was reacting like when we first dated I thought to myself as I felt her pussy juices cover my cheeks.

As this went on for some length of time, I felt Susan's right hand touch the left side of my face--gently tugging me and indicating she wanted me to move away from my wife's pussy. I leaned up, on my hands and knees with cock now pointed towards the two women parallel to the bed. I looked down and saw the head was covered with a coating of pre-cum that had slowly leaked while I was busy with Diane.

Susan leaned over to me and gave me a long, probing tongue kiss--tasting the taste of Diane as she did. I pulled back and looked first at Susan and then Diane. None of us said a word and I got the sense that they were waiting for me to provide some direction. Taking the initiative isn't a problem for me.

I gently pushed Susan completely onto her back and reached to her waist. I began to draw her panties down her torso and she cooperated with me by lifting her hips up. I pulled them down her thighs, allowing her dark bush to come into view to Diane and I as I pulled them off completely. I was just about to toss the panties to the floor when I decided to open them and look at the white crotch panel.

Seeing a mixture of Susan's excretions along with simple wetness, I held the panties to my nose and took an exaggerated deep breath for the viewing pleasure of both women.

"Another one for my collection," I said aloud.

"Not so fast--I can't keep buying new panties every week!" Susan exclaimed in jest.

"But these smell SO GOOD," I replied.

Tossing the panties towards Diane's dresser, I quickly forgot about the new panties and refocused on the two women in our bed.

As Susan leaned over to Diane, I saw she was moving to begin sucking on my wife's smaller chest. I decided to join Susan in orally pleasing Diane. With my mouth on my wife's right breast and nipple, I nuzzled gently and extended my left hand around the back of Susan's right thigh and rubbed between her legs. I was tempted to touch her anus but decided that wasn't the right thing to touch so early in our passion session. Instead I rubbed the rear part of her pussy lips, gently moving my fingers along the moistened slit as my tongue circled Diane's erect nipple.

I felt a hand grasp my cock and looked to see Diane's right hand had done so and she began to slowly tug on me with her hand.

After several minutes of this set-up, my back began to get a bit sore so I pulled up and Susan did likewise. Not sure exactly what the women desired, I asked them what they'd like?

"I would like to see you fuck Diane," Susan replied--followed immediately by an embarrassing giggle. "I can't believe I said that out loud!"

"What would you like us to do for you Susan?" inquired Diane.

"Whatever you'd like..." was Susan's soft reply.

I positioned Diane on her back, kissing her softly and felt Susan take my erection in her hands, moving my organ to my wife's vaginal opening. As I pulled my torso up, I felt the velvety head of my penis press into my wife's pussy lips and slowly spread them as I moved further inside of her. Susan's hand released itself and I felt her gently touch my scrotum with her finger, softly rubbing the furry skin.

Susan then moved her body so she was laying almost head-to-head with Diane on her hands and knees. She moved her upper body so her breasts, hanging straight down, were positioned over Diane's mouth. My wife puckered up and reached up for the doctor's nipple and sucked it gently.

As my cock pistoned slowly in and out of Diane, I took my left hand and rubbed Susan's butt. Soft, smooth, more fleshy than Diane's, I couldn't help myself but to gently squeeze the fleshy cheeks.

While this was taking place, I looked to see Susan and the fact her head was tilted towards the right, looking down at the sexual intercourse between my wife and I that was taking place. That was what she'd asked for, so that is what she was getting to see. A mixture of dark male pubic hair mixed in with the blonde hair of my wife initially, the my erect shaft as it pulled out of Diane, coated with her secretions, and then it started over again.

After some period of time, I pulled out of Diane and offered my erect cock to Susan. She pulled slightly away from Diane's suckling and didn't hesitate to put my erection in her mouth despite it being bathed in a coating of my wife's vaginal juices. She licked delicately with her tongue, cleaning the edges of the head and deep throating me to the best of her ability.

"Let's switch places ladies," I suggested.

Releasing my cock from her mouth, Susan rolled onto her back and slid down towards the end of our bed some. As I took my position between Susan's milky white thighs and gazed upon her brown pubic hair, matted with her own body's moisture, I motioned Diane to take a squatting position over Susan. 

Once we all got into place, I had my penis inside of Susan while my wife, crouched in a position so her pussy was directly over Susan's face, was face-to-face with me. I was able to kiss her as she received oral attention from Susan. I looked down to see Susan's head moving as she worked her tongue on my wife's pussy as Diane's blonde pubic hair rubbed softly upon the doctor's chin. I realized Susan's nose had to be resting up against Diane's anal opening as she licked my wife's pussy.

Susan's pussy, as it was last time, welcomed my cock with a gush of warm vaginal fluids. No lubrication was necessary and I was able to easily glide my cock in and out of her pussy. Each stroke brought my purple head to the outer reaches of her pussy, only to be inserted back in time and time again. My mind wandered from the tongue in my mouth belonging to my wife and the pussy I was entering that belonged to our now-former physician.

After some period of time, I began to sense my orgasm was building deep inside of me. Despite having ejaculated twice about 24 hours earlier, I knew that the mini-volcano in my loins was set to erupt. I pulled back from Diane, whispering very softly, "I'm getting ready to cum!"

Diane pulled away and rolled off from atop Susan's face. This surprised Susan and as she looked up to watch Diane's body roll away from her juice covered face, I laid flatter on Susan so our faces were inches apart. The smell of Diane's juices, along with the sheen covering Susan's lips and cheeks, attracted me like a bee to honey. As I increased my entrance and exit to Susan's pussy, I used my tongue to first lick Susan's lips and then entered her mouth as well. Our tongues wrestled with one another as we shared Diane's flavor.

As I neared my climax, I felt a pair of hands delicately touch the space between my scrotum and my anal opening--Diane knew how sensitive that area was on my body--and after only a second, I erupted inside of Susan. Almost a dozen spasms from my cock pumped my semen into her. Our tongues continued to dance with one another as she felt not only my body's reaction to the orgasm but the warm fluid that was being deposited inside of her as well.

When my climax completed, I lay atop Susan breathing hard. She wrapped her arms around me, despite the fact I was now covered in a sheen of perspiration. I felt Diane reach down and gently squeeze my "onion sack" as I laid helplessly, having expended all the adrenalin that I had in me during my orgasm.

After a few moments of silent breathing, I managed to lift myself up some and looked in Susan's eyes.

"I just came a quart in you Susan."

"I know. I felt it. That felt so wonderful. That's as good as I've felt in a long time. So sensual. So soft. So sexy," she purred quietly.

I kissed her softly on the lips--no tongue necessary at this moment. Leaning up, I did the same to my wife. And then Diane bent down, her small right breast touching Susan's left breast, and the two women exchanged a kiss as well.

As I pulled out of Susan, a bit of semen followed my cock and I grabbed a towel to clean it up. I wiped Susan's pussy slowly while I watched her lay there with her eyes closed. Her pubic hair was matted but I took my time and looked at it closely. So dense in comparison to my wife's own hair--and the dark brown shade helped to foster a sense of intrigue to me. I gently took my left hand and combed my fingers through Susan's pubic hair, causing her to open her eyes for a moment before they lazily closed again while she sighed softly.

Diane watched as I rubbed my fingers through Susan's hair, knowing how much of a turn-on that must have been to me. Diane has always kept her pubic hair since she knows I find that particular feature on a woman so mysteriously attractive and sensual. The thought entered my mind that I would love to have a photo of this moment--my hand going through Susan's dark pubic fur with a bit of my semen leaking from inside the doctor's pussy--but that was not something I would dare broach on grounds of privacy.

Pushing my hand aside, Diane took my position of playing with Susan's pubic hair. She leaned forward so her face was only inches away from Susan's pubic region. Leaning further over Susan's left hip, Diane put her face into Susan's hair and then moved her mouth lower to tentatively touch her pussy with her tongue.

As Susan felt Diane's body moving to that lower position, Susan reached up and pulled Diane's right thigh indicating she should straddle Susan's head. In seconds the two women were in a traditional '69' and I had my view of Susan's pussy blocked by my wife's blonde hair.

I took the soiled towel and balled it up, putting it on another at the foot of the bed before I stood up. My cock was semi-erect as I stood and watched the two women orally pleasing each other. It dawned on me that not only was Diane enjoying Susan's pussy but she was also no doubt tasting some of my semen that had been deposited in there shortly before the oral activities had started.

Glancing down, I noticed Susan's panties on the floor and bent down to pick them up. I looked at the crotch panel but in the semi-glow of the lighting in the bedroom, I couldn't tell how excited Susan was before they had been removed. Without really thinking about it, I took the panties and placed them on my penis and began stroking my dick as I watched the women with their faces buried in each other's pussies.

At one end I could only see Diane's blonde hair buried between the somewhat plump thighs of the doctor. At the other, I could see brown hair laying on the bed with my wife's butt covering her face. The combination of the scene in front of me and the softness of Susan's panties on my cock flesh got me hard again very quickly.

The women kept up their oral pleasuring for quite some time, long enough for me to get from semi-hard to near orgasm as I continued to masturbate myself with Susan's panties. I saw Diane begin to tense up and I knew she was close to an orgasm. It was shortly thereafter when I saw Susan's hand come up around the back of Diane's right thigh and reach down between my wife's legs. Seconds later Diane began to moan, followed quickly by a loud squeal. There was no doubt in my mind she was orgasming. She tensed up briefly and then simply collapsed much the same as I had done on top of the same person some time earlier.

Diane then rolled off of Susan and I saw the looks on both women's faces--tired, relaxed, happy and quite messy. They both looked up to see me masturbating--seeing that Susan's panties were being taken advantage of for the second night in a row in this room.

I quickly blurted out, "I'm going to cum again..."

Susan quickly sat up and arranging the towel under her torso, she said, "Let me help you Jim."

Diane, remaining on her back, tilted her head to the side so she could see Susan's head from the side.

I took a step towards Susan, dropping her panties in the process and positioned my cock in front of her awaiting open mouth. She took it in and I instantly felt her tongue under the head, licking the sensitive skin. I knew it was only a matter of moments...

First a blast, followed by several others. Not as powerful as earlier in the evening but clearly enough to make Susan know what had just happened in her mouth. She waited for the spasms to stop and carefully licked me clean before releasing my softening dick from her mouth.

As she licked her lips as my cock dropped from her mouth, she said, "That was a first!"

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"That was the first time I've ever swallowed a man's semen."

"Really?"

"Yes. I never, well, it always seemed sort of nasty to me," Susan responded.

"Why did you do it now?" Diane asked.

"That's a good question. I've crossed several bridges with you two and it just seemed like it was time to do that. Was it okay, Jim?" she questioned.

"Okay? Are you kidding? It was fantastic. You can do that to me ANYTIME you want!" I replied.

Catching my wife's eye, I recanted that statement.

"Well, let's say you can do it anytime the three of us are together and you want to."

Diane smiled and said, "That's better."

Susan looked at Diane but didn't seem to understand that last comment but decided to ignore it.

"I hope I don't upset you but I'd really like to rinse my mouth out," Susan inquired.

I chuckled at that statement.

"You know where the bathroom is. And I certainly can understand why you'd like to rinse. Maybe floss too?" I added.

"Actually I think I could use a shower now. Are you ladies interested in joining me?"

In unison, they both got off the bed, picked up the towels that were strewn about and put them in a pile. Susan then patted naked into our bathroom and I watched her butt cheeks as she walked from the bed to the bathroom.

Diane ended the brief silence with, "Why don't you get the water started and I'll put this pile in the laundry room. You don't think we'll be needing any of these anymore tonight, do you?"

Looking at the clock and seeing it was nearly midnight, I shook my head 'no' and walked to the bathroom.

Susan was finishing her rinsing when I walked in.

"I think I'm going to brush my teeth. I'll be right back, I'm going to get my things," the doctor said as she exited the bathroom, her right breast briefly rubbing against my upper arm as she left. Once again, I watched her butt cheeks bounce a bit as she walked back into the bedroom to where her overnight bag was. She bent over at the waist to access the bag, which was on the floor. Her butt cheeks spread a bit and I could see a glimpse of her pussy from my vantage point as she dug into the bag.

Susan stood up with a cosmetics bag in her hand and turned back towards the bathroom when she realized I'd been watching her.

She said playfully, "What are you looking at?"

"Just making sure you didn't get lost," I replied.

Susan smiled at me as she walked back towards the bathroom and Diane walked into the room at the same time. Susan put her small bag on the sink counter as I got the water running and we all got in the shower once again, just the same as two weeks previous. Foregoing washcloths, we each soaped out hands made sure our two partners were completely clean from forehead to toenails and all openings in between. We would periodically stop the water while we soaped each other.

As Susan was getting cleansed, I was washing her back while Diane was cleaning her front. As I soaped my back with my two bare hands, I moved lower to her butt cheeks--I couldn't help but gently grasp and squeeze them. She had a much more rounded butt than my wife did and there was something about the plumper bottom that made her so attractive to my hands. Susan bent forward slightly as I was beginning to touch her crack and as she did, my right hand happened to be headed downward. My soapy index finger stopped at her anus and without really thinking, I slowly inserted the tip in her rear opening. As soon as I did so, I wondered if she would be okay with it?

My finger went into her butt opening to the first knuckle and she moved her torso gingerly as her opening seemed to relax and allow my finger's entrance. I held it there for just a couple of seconds before removing it. "That's something to explore another day," I thought to myself.

I don't think Diane realized I'd slipped my finger into Susan's butt and since Susan didn't say anything out loud, I decided to just continue with my cleaning.

Once we were all done showering, after the two ladies had made certain I was good and erect once again with their vigorous 'cleaning' of my cock with their soap-covered hands, we finished and dried off.




Our Family Physician Ch. 03



We took turns brushing out teeth, while the ladies played with fixing their hair. I even said, "You're going to bed girls, you don't have to worry about your hair!" but it fell on deaf ears.

As Diane was brushing her teeth and looking in the mirror, she reached back with her left hand and grasped my cock and gently tugged on it while she brushed. Susan just watched the two of us as this occurred.

Once we were done in the bathroom, we all walked naked back to the bedroom.

Since we have a 'king size' bed, three adults sleeping together shouldn't be a problem in terms of space. We discussed who wanted to sleep where and decided that Susan would be in the middle with Diane on one side and I on the other.

Diane fixed the bed linens and blanket, along with the pillows as we crawled in.

There was minimal talking as I shut the last light out. We were all tired, although my cock was still fairly hard. After the room was dark, I leaned across Susan and while resting my penis on her left hip and stomach area, I kissed my wife very sensuously. As we parted our kiss, I bent down to Susan and kissed her as well. My left hand grasped her right breast and I very gently squeezed it. As I laid back on my spot on the bed, I could tell Diane and Susan were exchanging a 'good-night' kiss as well.

The last thing I remembered hearing was Diane somewhat playfully saying, "If you two decide you can't sleep, please try and keep the noise down. And don't get the bed bouncing!" I smiled at that comment.

We all eventually reached slumberland and while I awoke multiple times in the night, probably due to the extra body in my bed, I didn't wake either woman. I did remember one time when I looked at Susan sleeping inches away in the pitch black and thinking that I had TWO naked women with me!

* * *

Being an early riser, I woke up early just as the sun was rising. I decided not to rouse either of my sleepmates. I did slowly lift the sheets up a bit and looked down under them to see Susan's nude body in total relaxation. Her larger breasts and the dark pubic hair between her legs were such a change from what I was used to seeing on Diane.

Rising very quietly and heading downstairs, I realized that for the second time in as many weeks, I was headed downstairs totally nude. With kids around this was not something I'd done so it was a unique experience. I entered our kitchen with my penis gently swaying from side to side as I walked.

I made coffee and put together a little tray with cups, sugar, milk, etc. and finished the clean-up of last night's dinner. There was no noise upstairs so I assumed the gals were still asleep.

By about 7:30, I decided I should wake them so I filled a pot with coffee and proceeded upstairs. As I entered the bedroom, I saw they were both awake and had propped themselves up with pillows and were chatting quietly. They both saw the tray with the coffee as well as the fact their coffee server was naked--I'm not sure what pleased them more?

After they each got some coffee and retained their positions on the bed, I sat at the end and we all chatted. What struck me was the fact my wife and our physician friend both had the sheets and blanket at their waists--as if the two women with their naked breasts exposed sharing a bed sipped coffee like this all the time.

We decided that we'd all go out to breakfast and both women insisted on showering and making sure their hair looked appropriate. We decided to let Susan go first, followed by Diane. I skipped another shower and while Susan was in getting cleaned up, Diane and I made up our bed and picked up the clothing that had been strewn about the night before.

We put Susan's clothes all on Diane's dresser and when the water shut off in the shower, Diane went in to use it. I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth as Susan was doing whatever it is women do in the bathroom mirror. We made small talk as the moisture from Diane's shower caused the mirror to be in a constant state of haze even with the door to the bathroom open and a fan running. 

It struck me that the woman who had performed many examinations of me in the past was standing stark naked, as was I, chatting with me in my bathroom. I kept looking at her body--her shoulders, her breasts, her tummy, her butt, her legs--trying to figure out if she was real or if I was in a dream?

As Diane turned the shower water off, Susan and I exited the bathroom together naked. I quickly put on a pair of briefs and some shorts while Susan went through her overnight bag. I saw she tossed a bra and panties on the bed, along with some other clothing. As I pulled a shirt on over my head, I saw Susan reach to the bed and pick up her bra. She put the garment on at her waist, something I wasn't accustomed to seeing so I was curious as to what she was doing. She then almost instantly twisted the bra somehow and was pulling it up and inserting her arms like she'd done probably 10,000 times before. I'd never seen Diane put a bra on like that.

As Susan reached to pick up the white cotton panties, I said to her: "Maybe you should go without panties this morning?" with a smile.

She laughed.

"No, I always wear panties. Well, almost always."

I didn't hesitate with a response.

"When you're planning to go without them, will you call me?"

Diane walked in the room with a towel around her and asked where we thought we'd go to breakfast. I suggested a local restaurant, not too stuffy, that I thought Susan would enjoy, Diane echoed the idea.

Susan was now pulling on a cotton top and I saw she had a pair of shorts ready for her lower half. Diane dropped the towel near the foot of the bed and looked at the two of us, almost clothed, while she was still very naked.

"I know what I'm going to wear..." Diane said aloud.

She walked naked into the closet and came back with a dark blue sundress. Susan, who was now dressed but with still wet hair, and I watched as Diane took the dress, bunched it up and slipped it on over her head and allowed gravity to drape it over her body.

"Diane--nothing underneath?" Susan asked with a playful smirk.

"Nobody's going to know--except you two! So just don't tell anyone!" Diane replied with an equally playful grin.

"See Susan--I told you to leave your panties off," I said.

With that, the two women retreated to the bathroom to do their hair and whatever it is that women do in the bathroom in the morning...

* * *

As breakfast was completed, the three of us sat and talked like friends do. The plans for the rest of the day, both of us picking up our respective children, etc.

Susan mentioned that she was going to be entertaining a guest next Saturday. Her kids would be with her Friday night but they'd be with their father on Saturday evening. My blood pressure picked up a bit hearing that as I thought perhaps we'd be able to get together again but Susan tempered that enthusiasm by saying her niece was coming to visit. We chatted about her and Susan said she was a 22 year old first year medical student at the state university. Since it was a three day weekend, Susan had invited her brother's daughter to come to visit for the weekend. Susan said her niece's name was Jordan and she was a tall, skinny gal who had looked up to Susan since she was young because Jordan had always wanted to be a pediatrician. Part of the reason for Jordan's visit was for the current doctor and doctor-in-training to talk in-depth about Jordan's future. She had graduated with honors in May and had been in medical school only a couple of weeks. This was to be Jordan's only break from classes until November.

Diane and I suggested that the two women could come to our house for dinner on either Saturday or Sunday--either night would be okay with us as we knew that Diane's folks would enjoy having their grandchildren anytime. Susan said that she appreciated the offer and she'd let us know that week if she'd be able to take us up on the offer.

It went without saying that we had extended the invitation to "our friend Susan" with no sexual intentions involved since Susan's niece was to join the three of us.

To be continued...