47 comments/ 212925 views/ 16 favorites Fear and Suspicion By: cageytee It was difficult for me to decide where to post this story! "Loving Wives" ,"Group Sex", "Erotic Couplings", "Mature" and even "Romance" where on my list at one time or another. I put it in to "Loving Wives" in the final analysis because I cannot see Elaine as anything other than a loving wife! I would like to thank Patricia 51, first for her stories and second, for her encouragement. Fear and Suspicion I am self-employed and work from our home where I live with my wife Elaine. This is a second marriage for each of us. She is 59 and I am 61. Elaine works part time for a data input company and about 10 months ago she arranged to take an assignment to also work from home. The resulting flexibility in our work schedules has provided us with an opportunity to travel together when my work requires it, and also to enjoy some delightful afternoons together. Once every 6 weeks, she, and her best friend Carrie, who works for the same company, travel into the city for a meeting. Several meetings ago some of the women decided to turn the event into a social gathering as well, so it's very late before Elaine gets home. On one such evening, after arriving home even later than normal, Elaine slipped into our bed without her usual cotton nightdress and pressed her naked body against me. She slipped one arm under my neck and with her hand on my chest, pulled me hard against her, forcing her perky tits into my back. With her free hand she reached around me, put her hand into my shorts and began to stroke my cock. Our sex life has always been good and we enjoy each other often but this was different and delightful! While stroking my now erect cock, she began to lick my neck and occasionally nibble at my earlobe. Once aroused, I tried to turn to share some of the action with her but she held me firmly with one arm while continuing to stroke me with the other, then she began to rub her pussy against my ass. After basking in this wonderfully arousing activity for a while, I told her that, if she didn't let me turn soon, I would be making a mess of the bed and she would be left out. (At my age, one erection a night, often one every 2 – 3 nights is all I can usually manage) In spite of my caution she kept it up for a while longer before finally releasing me to turn toward her. As I did, I reached for the KY we normally use but with a husky voice she said we wouldn't need it. I held back to enter her more slowly (no KY) but she pulled me in and, much to my surprise, she was incredibly wet. I slipped in easily. It was much like when we first began to have sex years ago. Our tongues intertwined and we sucked and licked at each other's face and neck and soon, certainly much sooner than in recent years, I could feel the unmistakable signs than Elaine was building towards an orgasm. I continued to pump in and out of her and, with a loud moan and an enormous shudder, Elaine came hard, much harder than I can remember in a long while and with the excitement of that, I was right behind her. It was the most exciting sex we have had in a very long time. It was so exciting that instead of taking the time to clean up a little, we snuggled together with me behind her, in the opposite position to which this had begun. With it being late and us enjoying a significant degree of sexual exhaustion, we both fell sound asleep. Some time later I woke to realize that Elaine was squirming around trying to take my once again erect penis into her very well lubricated pussy. As soon as I realized what was going on, I helped us accomplish the task and for the first time in years, we were having sex twice in the same night. I could feel her rubbing her clit furiously as I pumped from behind. When I reached around her and began to caress her tits, her nipples were hard as rocks and after a few moments of this she soon went over the top bringing me along, certainly, nowhere near to the extent of the first time, but to an orgasm nonetheless. Again, after some almost incoherent moans of appreciation but without speaking, we drifted off to sleep. All too soon the alarm went off the next morning, which is also a first in a long time as I'm usually up before it goes off. But not today! It was one of those rare days when I had to go to town for a meeting. I squeezed up to Elaine and kissed her, she smiled, turned and kissed me back and with a quick "I love you!" she pulled the covers over her head. I got up, showered and dressed for my meeting and left. When I returned that evening, Carrie's car was in our driveway as it often is. Elaine and Carrie are very close and I regard her as one of my best friends as well. Unfortunately she and her current boyfriend are calling it quits and she has been a little down about it but I was sure she'd pull through. We've actually been through this with her before, a number of times. She just seems unable to find the right guy. After hugs and kisses all around we settled down to a great meal and a bottle of wine, which became two bottles, and by mid evening I was so tired I could barely make it to our bed, leaving Carrie and Elaine still talking downstairs. Later that night, Elaine, once again, came to bed naked and launched a repeat of the night before. Like the first time, she snuggled close from behind and reached around to stroke my cock. Amazingly, I became hard for the third time in less than 24 hours. Remind me to check what's in the local water! As before, she nibbled at my ear and licked my neck, something she knows I really enjoy. Once more, I attempted to turn and return the favor, but again she held me in place, so I settled in to enjoy the wonderful feeling. Clearly I was not totally immune to having cum twice in a day already and I was able to enjoy those sensations for quite some time before the onset of an orgasm. As it started to come on I warned Elaine but it was clear she had set her goal and began to rub her pussy against my ass as if she were dry humping me. It must have been doing something for her as her breathing became ragged and a few moans escaped her breathing. Soon I came on to the bed sheet cover. It felt great! Elaine finally let me turn, kissed me, then rose to pull the bed sheet cover off the bed and snuggled back in with just the blanket over us. I reached for her to return the marvelous sensations but she firmly and gently declined, kissed me, said she loved me, then settled in and once again we fell asleep. When I woke up, Elaine wasn't in the bed. Another first! Usually I wake up on the rare occasion when she gets up before me, but sex and booze (two of my most favorite things!) had done me in. When I went downstairs, Carrie and Elaine were putting the finishing touches on an enormous breakfast. (another one of my favorite things). Carrie often stays over. In fact we have a room we refer to as "Carrie's room" so I was not surprised to see her. As I said, I regard Carrie as one of my closest friends and I always enjoy her company but I was dying to talk to Elaine. Curiosity was getting the best of me. Whatever it was that turned her on, I was all for it! But what the hell was it? I am aware that Carrie and Elaine had "experimented" with sex between them. Could that be it or a part of it? Possibly, but Elaine and Carrie together is actually "old news". As the morning wore on it into the afternoon, Elaine and Carrie, as they often did, stayed hard at work doing their jobs, Elaine at her computer terminal and Carrie at mine. I was putting the finishing touches on a counter proposal a very large client had recently sent me. He is an eccentric soul who likes to have "hard copies" with "penciled in" revisions so I didn't need a terminal. By late afternoon I was out by our pool when Carrie came out in her swimsuit. She apologized for hanging around but said she was really feeling low. I, of course, told her quite honestly that I was glad she was here and to stay as long as she liked. She smiled then leaned over and kissed me as she often does and at that moment Elaine, came through the patio door and called out something like, "O.K. you two, that's enough of that. If you do that when I'm around, God only knows what you do when I'm not here. Come to think of it, that may be exciting. Shall I go on an errand or something?" We all laughed and sat back as Elaine served the round of fresh drinks she had brought with her. As I sat back and enjoyed the sunshine and my fresh Canadian whiskey and soda, I noticed that Elaine's "swimsuit" was undoubtedly the briefest I have ever seen her wear. At 59, she is no more a "playmate model" than I am Brad Pitt, but she still is a very attractive woman who has probably resisted the "ravages of older age" far better than most women. With only a very, very few sags here and there, she still has a figure that would attract the attention of most virile males. When I commented on how much I liked her suit, she said that she and Carrie had bought them a few days prior. It was only then that I realized that Carrie too was wearing an incredibly brief suit as well. Carrie has put on a few pounds over the last year or two but she too is still very attractive with a nicely rounded belly and formidable boobs! The suit that she was almost wearing did little to cover them and a great deal to "lift and separate". It was the first time I could recall looking at Carrie as a sexy, desirable woman rather than an acquaintance and close friend. I remember thinking that it was a good thing I had had so much sex over the last couple of nights or I would have spent the afternoon with a substantial hard on. I faded pretty fast that night, probably from the booze, the sun and the past two nights activities. Later, when Elaine came to bed she straddled my hips, leaned down and began to kiss me, her tongue exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth. Soon I was as hard as I can get and I expected that she would soon lift up and settled onto it but she surprised me again. She lifted up alright but moved forward, still astride me then leaned forward again pushing first one, then the other tit into my mouth. I gladly sucked away. Soon I heard the familiar moans that signal the onset of Elaine's orgasm even though I had not touched her clit. Maybe she had been rubbing against me and I hadn't noticed. She climbed up even further and sat astride my face lowering her pussy on to it. I immediately adjusted as best I could to make this as good as possible for her and started licking. She was wetter than any other time I can remember and she came within moments. In the past we usually gently "disengage" once this happens but this time Elaine did not move away and as I was pinned under her, I wasn't going anywhere, so I continued sucking away on her clit and in what seemed like no time at all, Elaine began to shake once again. This time she moved back and sat down hard on my erect cock. Moving as though she were in a race, she bounced up and down rapidly on me and although I cannot be absolutely sure, I believe she came again for the third time in a matter of minutes and whether she did or not, I did, amazingly, for the third or fourth time that week. A few days later Carrie decided to go back to her own apartment. Elaine and I had returned pretty much to our normal interaction and it didn't seem as important to inquire as to what had brought on the exciting aberration in our sex lives. A few weeks later, six to be exact, there was an encore! Although I didn't realize it immediately, once again, upon return from the company meeting, Elaine initiated some marvelous sex. This time she took me into her mouth and with her talented tongue and her hands, lifted me up and "over the top" in spite of my caution that I was on the verge. As I came she swallowed it down and continued her ministrations until my dick finally went limp. When I recovered from an excellent orgasm I, once again, tried to return the attention but again she gently but firmly refused my attentions, kissed me, said, "I love you!" and snuggled in for the night. This time there was no encore in the middle of the night. I woke up the next morning with Elaine naked in my arms. In spite of having cum that night, I was thinking of starting up something again but when I stirred, she woke up, kissed me, then headed for the bathroom. I got up and went downstairs to put on the coffee and start breakfast. I have clients all over the country in all time zones and, although it doesn't happen that much, the phone rang before Elaine came down and by the time I dealt with the call, Elaine had eaten, taken her coffee and started up on her data entry work. I don't know when, but sometime through that day, an unwelcome thought began nagging at my mind. My first marriage ended when my wife Trudy had fallen for another man, but during the "process", I recall distinctly that the sex was really good, apparently the result of guilty feelings. Trudy was a good person but really wasn't the type to understand what it took to build a business and a secure financial future and when so much of my energy went into the task, so much of hers went in to someone else. I suppose to deal with the guilt, she would often initiate sex, usually at night when we went to bed. Occasionally she would dress in a very sexy, provocative way and "seduce" me away from my work for an afternoon. She wore a tiny robe around the house with nothing on under it and she would flash me with her legs, ass and pussy and later open the robe to flash her tits. On one occasion Trudy crawled under my desk and blew me while I was talking on the phone to a client. Another time she decided to come with me on a "road trip" to see a new prospect about 3 – 4 hours away. She wore a light summer dress that buttoned down the front, top to bottom. During our drive she undid the buttons, about one every 10 miles, until she had it open all the way and I could see that the only other thing she had worn that morning were her shoes. She then took my right hand and put it on her pussy and had me finger her to orgasm. The other thing I remember was that she openly fantasized about things while we had sex. She would say things like "Imagine we picked up a hitchhiker who was watching us!" That went on until I saw her and her lover one afternoon when I had to go to town to get some documents notarized. I was hurting, angry and embarrassed but in time, Trudy and I might have worked through it, had we both wanted, but Trudy thought she had fallen in love and that is definitely different! It felt bad at the time but looking back, it was just another "bump in the long hard road to success". To her credit she didn't ask for any more than was fair, half of the value of our home and half of the cash value we had invested in the business. I was fortunate to have a good friend who believed in my ability to make the business work and who loaned me the cash to pay her off while continuing to build it. We had no kids so there were no further complications. Less than three years later I had repaid the loan and began to substantially improve my lifestyle and enjoy more of my life. Trudy did not fare as well! She and Robert lasted less than four months, about the time it takes for two uncommitted people to let the excitement wear off. In any case, the nagging thought was still in my mind. As Yogi Berra would have said, "It was like déjà vu all over again!" Trudy and I had known Elaine since high school. She and Phil, her husband, were occasional dinner guests of Trudy's and mine. They were divorced before Trudy and I. Several years later, Elaine and I started "seeing" each other and discovered, to our great delight, that we got along exceedingly well. I finally asked her to marry me but before she said "Yes" she wanted to start off on the right foot and get the whole truth out before any commitments were made. She had two kids to raise. Her eldest, a daughter, Kate and her son Alan have now graduated, married and have kids of their own, three little ones whom I am proud to have call me Grandpa. I like both her kids and I think they both like me too. We talked about her kids and how important they were to her, quickly adding that Kate and Alan had made it clear that they liked me very much and "approved" of her dating me. Kate had even inquired about whether or not we might get married. Elaine went on to share how hard it was emotionally when Phil left and how much Carrie had supported her. She even told me that she and Carrie had "experimented" with sex together when they were each on their own and that although they did not regard themselves as "lesbians" they did find comfort with one another from time to time. They have been best friends for a very long time and that finding comfort in one another may happen again as Carrie seemed to be the one who now often needed support. If that did not turn me off then, "Yes", there was nothing more in the world that she wanted more. I admit, it caught me by surprise but the truth is, I know and respect them both and, as I told Elaine, "Even as my wife, my lover and my best friend, you are entitled to any privacy you need as long as it didn't interfere with our relationship." We have now been married for 22 years! What to do about her now? Part of me was saying, "Hey! This is great! Don't rock the boat!" but Elaine is the light of my life. She is so much more to me than sex. She's been my best friend since long before it dawned on me that she and I might be a couple. In the final analysis, that's what scared me. I have lived through, and subsequently thrived, after the loss of a wife and sexual partner but the thought of possibly losing my best friend was petrifying. It was hard to believe that she would carry on behind my back. On the other hand, the timing of our exciting, sexual liaisons was exactly co-incident with the company meetings and I had already had an experience with "guilt" sex. What to do! After some pretty substantial soul searching I decided on a course of action, or more correctly, non-action. I decided that 1. Elaine was not Trudy, 2. Elaine, on several occasions told me she loved me as we went through those mysterious and exciting sexual bouts. 3. My feelings for Elaine, as I already said, go beyond the physical. I love her, more than I really know how to say and in my book she deserved my trust until there was some solid evidence that she didn't. So I did nothing! Our lives were almost back to normal but looking back I can see that we were developing a "new" normal. I don't think I was keeping score but the physical part of the sex was getting better and it was happening more often. I was particularly turned on by Elaine's sexual aggressiveness. Still, I knew I was getting anxious as the date for Elaine's company meeting drew near. For a few days Carrie stayed over and the two of them fell into the habit of working early in the day, doing some shopping in the afternoon and sitting with me out by the pool in the late afternoon and evening. We made dinner most nights on the barbeque, so there was not much time taken for meal preparation. We drank lots of wine and I did the best I could not to stare at Carrie as much as I did Elaine as they wore only the tiny bikinis they had bought earlier in the month. That was particularly difficult because Elaine and Carrie developed the habit of playing "Queen of the castle" and pushing me into the pool then jumping in after me to playfully wrestle me under. More than once I had to walk away, more to hide a growing erection than anything else. For most of these late day get-togethers I watched and began to see not only how very sexy my wife still was, but I began to see Carrie in a new light too. I'm not sure if the renewed sexiness turned me on or made me more nervous but I was determined to tough it out and not do or say anything that would be accusatory in any way. As I said, love making with Elaine was more frequent, exciting and varied. Who am I to complain? Fear and Suspicion One night after one of our games and after saying goodnight to Carrie, I initiated sex with Elaine as soon as we got back to our bedroom. I kissed her face, mouth and neck while untying her bikini bottom, then her top and worked my way down to her tits where I found her nipples to be erect and hard. I then went on to her pussy where I spent a great deal of time doing my best to return the marvelous attention she had paid to me on so many other occasions. I really like giving her oral sex. Before my newly returned virility, I did it a lot because we both enjoyed it and because I didn't think I could get up for intercourse as much. I guess I just needed a little more motivation! That night when I reached her pussy, I once again found her to be remarkably wet. She kept saying "Oh yes, yes, yes." As I brought her to orgasm, she pulled me up and into her as her excitement continued even after her having cum and, of course, that put me over the top. Sometimes while we were making love, Elaine would talk about Carrie. One night I was on my back with Elaine doing all the work when she asked me if I thought Carrie was sexy. Such a question would be well within the bounds of our normal activity so I thought nothing of it at the time. It was one of those nights when Elaine was very sexually excited. She did not seem at all upset when I said that Carrie seemed a great deal more sexy in her appearance recently and that the bikini made her even more so! I was trying to answer honestly yet not say anything to upset Elaine but she started to shudder about then anyway and when she cums, I'm never far behind. When the day finally came the two of them took off about mid morning and I tried to settle down to work. Try as I did, I didn't get much done. After the social functions began, Elaine arrived home anywhere from 1:00 AM to as late as 2:15 AM and I would normally be in bed and asleep by then. It was a sultry, hot, humid, night and I thought about going for a swim but ended up sitting at the side of the pool drinking my beer. I decided to go to bed at about 11:30 and do my best to get some sleep but with no luck, so I went back out to the pool. After swimming a few lengths, I headed for the shower and as I did, the two of them arrived, giggling like two young school girls. At first I was annoyed as it appeared they were both at least a little drunk and they had been driving, but, at second glance, neither of them looked at all inebriated. It was only the giggling! Also they were visibly surprised to see me still awake. I must have looked odd though because Carrie saw something and immediately asked if I was O.K.. I told them the truth; that I had been concerned because it appeared they had been drinking and driving but I could now see that that was not the case. Thankfully neither was offended. In fact Carrie decided that a drink was a good idea and headed for the bar and Elaine came over and gave me a rather passionate kiss and thanked me for being so concerned. She caught me a little off guard and as I kissed her back and turned away, I realized that she was trying to rub herself against me. When I turned back, the moment was lost as Carrie returned, in the bikini, with our drinks. I felt very relieved that they were home and being in a relieved, even celebratory mood, I had quite a bit more to drink than I would have otherwise and when our standard game began, instead of keeping it in check and leaving it at its normal innocent level, it progressed to skinny dipping. Elaine and I have done it many times and more than once started to have sex in the pool. "Started", because we never seemed to get it off there and usually ended up on the deck or in our bed. As I recall it was Elaine who was first to strip down to the buff and dive into the pool. She was the only one without a swimsuit and decided to go in skinny. My liquid courage had pushed me to feel that skinny dipping with these two was O.K. with me, and Elaine's first move had set the standard so I dropped my drawers and jumped in, concentrating all the while on not staring at Carrie whom I had never seen in the buff. For the next 30 minutes or so Elaine amused herself by playing a game of grab ass or in many instances, grab cock, with me as the prey. When we finally decided to get out and get off to bed I climbed out first, grabbed my towel and headed inside before there could be any uneasiness about Carrie. After a quick shower and a round of good night kisses and hugs with me in my bathrobe and Carrie with only a towel wrapped around her, Elaine and I headed for our bed. No sooner did I take off the robe but Elaine, once again from behind, took me into her arms kissing the back of my neck and my shoulders. This time I was able to gently turn and take her into my arms while we continued to kiss passionately. Then Elaine began to kiss my neck, slip out of my arms and kissed her way down my body until she again took me into her mouth. After some time giving me an exquisite blow job she gently pushed me back on to the bed and mounted my now fully erect cock. It seems she no longer needed the KY we kept by the bed as she was noticeably wet and I had done very little, actually nothing I could think of to turn her on. While bouncing up and down she took my hands into hers and pulled them to her breasts. "Do you ever wonder what it would be like to feel Carrie's tits like this? Wouldn't it be great to have her eat my pussy while you fuck her or maybe fuck me while I eat her? I'd love to feel what it is like to be kissing you when Carrie is sucking your cock." I didn't need any further scenarios and in spite of my inner conflicts, I was too excited to do otherwise and I soon was concentrating hard to avoid cumming, and wait for Elaine. She leaned forward and whispered, "Relax and let it come." then kissed me as she speeded up her movements. "Cum like you would if you were fucking Carrie or would you rather cum while you are watching me fuck Carrie?" What can I say? It was more than I could hold off and in moments I boiled over. When my orgasm finally subsided, Elaine leaned forward, kissed me again and said, "I love you!" We both crawled up the bed and under the covers and as happened before, I fell fast asleep, but not before wondering what all that talk about Carrie was and what did it all mean?" Sometime in the night I woke and that nagging fear returned. For six more weeks our lives continued on this course. Strangely, although our sex life had improved in quantity and excitement, I began to miss being snuggled together and just talking as we sometimes did when I wasn't "up" for intercourse. That combined with my concern for the connection between the "social" nights and our new sexual excitement made it difficult to manage over the next few weeks. Over that time Carrie completed the mechanics of her split with Jay and as a consequence spent a lot of time with us and she became less and less modest. On a few occasions she took off the top of her bikini to sunbathe with Elaine who had been topless all along. As I said, Carrie has formidable boobs! I love my wife and I would never do anything that would hurt her but . . . those boobs! Like it or not, they were a major turn on and given the line of questioning my wife followed a while back, I began to imagine sucking on those globes of Carrie's. Once again the somewhat anticipated, possibly dreaded, date arrived. That morning the phone rang and Carrie answered. I heard her shout out to Elaine that it was Mary, one of the girls from the company who wanted to know if Carrie and Elaine wanted to join a group who were planning to have a few drinks this time and likely stay overnight at the hotel. I didn't hear Elaine's response because my chest tightened up so much it was all I could do to breathe. My vow to trust Elaine and, I suppose to a lesser degree, Carrie, was being severely tested. As they were getting ready to leave, Elaine kissed me, gave me a long hug and said they would call if they decided to stay over. With all the strength I could muster, I smiled and said, "O.K.", then added that I would rather have them stay than drive after drinking! Where in hell did that come from? Do I have some sort of death wish? It was a day from hell! Nothing I did worked out as I couldn't concentrate. I realized that I was scared, really scared. I finally got back under control by talking out loud to myself. "Elaine has been a great wife, friend and lover. She has done nothing to deserve my suspicion. She is not Trudy and she does not deserve to be judged by what Trudy did!" Easier said than believed! As the evening wore on to midnight I could sense some relief that there had been no call to let me know they were staying over. About 1:30 AM I heard the car drive up and a moment later they came into the house, giggling again. This time Carrie announced that she had not had a drink since wine with dinner and that she had driven home because Elaine was more than a little tipsy. That was obvious but Elaine is "fun" when drunk and she certainly appeared fine to me. She kissed me quite passionately in spite of Carrie's presence, twirling her tongue into my mouth and pressing her body against mine. When she broke the kiss she smiled and announced she was going for a late night swim and asked us to join her. Once again the two bikini clad women got into the "Queen of the castle" game but this time it took on a new twist when at some point Elaine pushed Carrie into the pool but managed to pull off her bikini top as she did. Carrie didn't bother to put it back on and tried unsuccessfully to grab Elaine's. After another round of drinks and some more playful pushing and grabbing, Elaine managed to pull my shorts down and not wanting to appear the prude I kicked them off and went after her. Carrie decided to help and we managed to pull off Elaine's top and bottom all the while laughing almost hysterically, although at one point I remember being concerned that Elaine may have fainted or worse, bumped her head. She seemed to briefly lose consciousness but it passed quickly and nothing came of it. We spent the next half hour in the pool then Elaine announced she was going to bed. I gathered up all the discarded clothing, checked the pool filtration equipment, turned off the lights and went inside where Carrie, wrapped only in her towel, gave me a hug and kiss and said thank you for letting her stay so often. She went on to say that she was having a tough time with the loneliness when she went home but that she felt she could handle it. Elaine, however, had insisted that she come over and that she stay the night. I reassured her that it was O.K. with me and that she was welcome any time, at which time she came over and hugged and kissed me again. Elaine was just getting into bed when I got in. I went into the shower to wash off the pool water when, to my delight, Elaine joined me in the shower. She was a little drunk and very, very turned on. We kissed, soaped each other down, rinsed off and rushed to our bed where she once again took a top position. While sitting on my thighs just above my knees, Elaine began to slowly stroke my now erect cock with one hand while caressing my sac and balls with the other, all the while staring at me with a look that I could only interpret as raw lust! Thinking back on it, it seemed that it wasn't love making but rather an expression of uncontrollable passion. In such a highly charged, lustful event, it didn't take long before she raised herself on to her knees, shuffled forward and sat down hard on my hard cock and began to fuck me. We didn't go for very long at all before Elaine began to moan and shudder. It seemed to last longer than I had ever seen it before. It is hard to describe, but the simplest description is that she seem to be in the throes of her orgasm for a very long time. It always sends me over when she cums but even after I had recovered, Elaine appeared to be still cumming. When she finally came down she virtually collapsed on top of me then slid down by my side and in moments fell into a deep sleep. I might have gone to sleep too except that I felt uncomfortable and then I realized why! The bed sheets all around me were soaked. I extricated myself from her arms, pulled the blanket off the bed and dropped it on the floor, lifted Elaine and laid her on the blanket, pulled the sheets off the bed and threw them into the wash, made the bed with fresh sheets and put Elaine back into it, all without waking her from as deep a sleep as I have ever seen her in. She was out cold! I too was exhausted. It was very late, about 4:30 AM, I had had quite a bit to drink and the horseplay around the pool, not to mention the sex, did me in. We all slept later than normal the next morning and we were all at least a little hung over but after a bit of breakfast and a long walk through the bush at the back of our property, we were each ready to get back to work. At first it appeared as though Elaine, who was tipsy when they arrived home and who had more to drink out by the pool later, was maybe more hung over than Carrie or me but after a while it became obvious that something was on her mind. She seemed distracted yet anxious not to show it, which actually had the opposite effect. I began to worry again and when I heard Carrie ask Elaine if she was O.K. I realized that it was not just me and my fears but that Elaine definitely was upset about something. Elaine replied that she was still hung over but it was clear to both Carrie and me that was not it at all. It was Friday and I often start the weekend early but was in no mood to do so, nor to get right in to my work. I seemed to be aimlessly walking around the house and the yard, starting a number of small jobs but finishing none. Elaine was at her terminal but I am sure she was at the same screen for a very long time. Carrie seemed to be the only one making any progress. I decided to go for another walk and maybe talk out loud to myself some more as it seemed to have helped last time. It didn't this time so I headed back to the house where I was surprised to see Carrie putting her bag into her car. She said she was headed for home as she had a lot to do. It seemed unusual to me that she was going home as she normally did stay for the weekend. I mentioned it to Elaine but she just seemed to shrug it off. It was then that I asked Elaine if every thing was O.K.. "I need to talk to you and I asked Carrie if she would excuse us for a while." I could feel my chest tighten and my breathing become constricted but I managed to blurt out "Sure!" and sat down beside her. "I'm not sure how to start. This is so odd." She began. "Can I help in any way?" I asked. "You already have probably without knowing it which is so like you! You've helped by not asking." I decided that the truth was the best way to go so I said, "It hasn't been easy. I'd have to admit that I have been apprehensive and even quite scared at times." Elaine seemed quite startled when I said that and asked, "Scared! Scared of what? I've had the distinct impression you've enjoyed yourself these last few months!" The last words came with a sort of sly grin. "The truth is," I said, "if you are referring to our sex life over the last few months, it has been great. No one could ask for anything better." "Don't tell me you've been scared that you couldn't keep up. You've been magnificent!" Now she was smiling that wonderful smile that I loved so very much and although that seemed to provide some relief, I was really confused then. Elaine continued, "I have something that I feel very strongly about that I need to tell you ,but there is something else going on here that I don't know about. I want to ask what you could possibly be scared of. You are not the type to be scared much at all and I have no idea what it is." She looked at me, at first a little amused, then she turned serious and said, "Oh, oh! You are upset!" "If I'm upset at all, I'm upset with myself. On the surface there is nothing for me to be upset about, except my own fears and I think I should be managing them better. Elaine, you said you needed to talk to me and we seem to have gotten off track here. I'm sorry. This isn't supposed to be about me. Please say what you wanted to say." "I will, of course, but I need to know that you are O.K. What I want to tell you is intimate and very personal and although I'm uneasy as to how to go about it, it isn't all that earth shattering. I just know I will be more comfortable having at least told you if not discussed it with you. Actually, I wanted to do it a while back but somehow wasn't quite sure how. Now I can see there is something else that needs to be dealt with first. Help me please. I need to know what it is. To tell you the truth, now I'm scared Gord. I have no way to tell you how much I love you and need you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and if there is some kind of problem, please let's get it out and see if we can't work it out together. What I wanted to say probably isn't important in comparison." I stared at her for a few moments. Concern was clearly etched on her face and given what she had just said to me I replied, "I think that my only problem is my overactive imagination Elaine. I'm afraid that I have been misinterpreting some things and allowing myself to worry about nothing. I assure you, I have been fighting it all along and probably would not have said anything if you hadn't asked. May I please ask you, does what you wanted to say have anything to do with our recently enhanced sex life?" "Yes but I became totally mystified when you said you are scared. I do have a confession to make but I suspect you will be more amused than anything else." "Then, Elaine, I apologize. I'm afraid that I noticed that these supercharged nights happen right after your in town meetings and socials and I've been reading all the wrong things into that and I am truly sorry!" Elaine stared for the longest time then said, "Oh my God! You thought I was trying to hide what I was doing those nights! Why didn't you say something?" "Because to do that would be to be openly putting you into the same category as Trudy and you're not her and you're not like her and you deserve better. I have repeated that to myself a number of times over the past few months and I believe it's true but fear is a funny thing. It stays after you even when you don't want it to!" Again there was a long pause. Then the light dawned over her face. "Thank you for your trust. I've just realized that I have been behaving more than a little like Trudy did when she was carrying on with Robert. Given that you've been burned, it's no wonder you were concerned. Gord, there is a connection but nothing like that. You're going to laugh at me." With that she came over and kissed me and hugged me. "I haven't done anything like Trudy. I'm not intending to and I can't imagine ever wanting to. I can understand a little of what you have been going through and I can't tell you how much I appreciate you deciding that I'm not her. I love you more than anything and I never want to lose you. I have to admit that it does make me feel good to know that you were afraid of losing me, but I have to tell you, you have nothing to fear." "There IS a connection to the socials! We all go out for dinner, then to the Rowhouse for drinks or coffee and to talk. I really enjoyed dinner and even the talk except that most of the time the other women just bitch about the men in their lives, boyfriends or husbands. But that first night when Freda, Sharon, Lily and Bess went on about how disappointed they were in their men, I was surprised at Carrie. She and Jay had been having problems and I fully expected her to join in the fray but she didn't. When she spoke, she said that what we all needed was to have a man like Elaine has. She started to tell them how wonderful you are and how well we get along. Over the rest of the evening I couldn't help but think how right she was and how lucky we are and the more I thought about it the happier AND hornier I got. So when I got home, well . . . you know what happened." Fear and Suspicion "I'm embarrassed." I said. I should have known better. "Don't be. I understand. But you have to listen because there is more. I'm afraid I've become more than a little perverted and this is really what I wanted to tell you about." "The next time we got together it was more of the same except that Carrie was even more emphatic about how wonderful you are and that for her it was a problem because she keeps comparing her men to you and they all come out lacking. Then the girls started teasing, saying things like "Watch out Elaine, Carrie is after your man!" It is what happened then that gets interesting." Needless to say, in spite of my euphoria over realizing that it was my imagination and not Elaine that was causing me to worry, I was paying close attention. So close, that I realized that Elaine was actually blushing. "I began to imagine you and Carrie together and I'm embarrassed to admit it but. . ." she looked me right in the eyes as she continued. . . "it started to turn me on. I don't know why. I don't know how. But it did. Sometimes I found myself quite wet just thinking about it. Each night we went out it was the same. Last night I was just drunk enough to do something foolish so I started the castle game knowing I had every intention to pull off Carrie's suit. As the night went on and you and I ended up naked, me because both you and Carrie stripped me and Carrie was topless, I know I came really hard at least once during the strip! It was when you asked me if I had bumped my head." I started to speak but Elaine said, "Please, let me finish. Later when I said I was going to bed, after I undressed I came back out into the hallway. I saw the two of you hug and kiss then I saw you do it again after you told her she was welcome to stay anytime. That was a turn on in itself but with her only wearing a towel at the time, it was as much as I could stand. Then I saw you were coming up to bed so I made a beeline for it. When you went into the shower, I found I couldn't wait, so I joined you." I guess there was silence for a while after she spoke as I was trying to think my way through what I had just heard. Then Elaine said, "So. What do you think? Am I a pervert or what?" "Who am I to complain? This is the best lovemaking I could possibly imagine. Not only is the sex the greatest, but, it is the greatest with the one I love. The one whom I now admit I was scared to death of losing. The one whom I'm happy to say, I appear not to be losing. No I don't think you are a pervert. I love Carrie. You know I do. Lately I've noticed that she is really quite attractive and sexy but I never imagined myself with her, not really! I'm not sure where we are going with this! I'm more than a little concerned about doing anything that could, even in the remotest way, endanger our relationship. I don't even want to think about us being apart. I've done far too much of that lately." "I know you love her. I do too. It hurts me to see her hurting and to think about her being alone. That's why I encourage her to come over so much and as I've told you in the past, she supported me both emotionally and sexually and I was trying to be sure she knew that I would do the same for her even now when I'm married to and so much in love with you! The turn on is incidental to that! I love and trust you both so much that I believe that not only would I not be hurt by it, I believe I would be turned on by watching the two of you have sex. No! No! Not have sex. Make love, because I know you love each other." "Don't do anything you don't want to but if you find you do want to. . . then do it. I know I would like to do it with you!" Now I was the one who was blushing! We hugged and kissed, then hugged and kissed some more and then I was finally ready to start the weekend. Boy was I ever! In spite of my euphoria over realizing that Elaine's behavior wasn't threatening our relationship, I was still apprehensive. I had been carefully avoiding any thoughts of Carrie as a sexual partner. Now I was finding that impossible. Carrie had been with us for so much of the time recently that I missed her and, try as I might, the thought of sex with her was turning me on too! Sex with both of them. Whoa, too hot! Later that night Elaine and I went for a long walk then cooled off with a swim in the pool. We made slow and easy love in our bed then fell off into a deep and restful sleep. It was the most restful sleep I had had in quite some time. Saturday afternoon we went to the ball game and although our team won, we were both "restless" and really didn't get into the game. We went out to the "Dugout" bar for drinks to let the traffic subside before trying the long trek home when Elaine's cell phone rang. I knew it had to be Alan, Kate or Carrie as I don't think anyone else has her number and after overhearing only Elaine's half of the conversation I knew it was Carrie. Elaine was asking if she wanted us to drop by and she was reassuring Carrie that no one minded. Carrie seemed to be refusing, probably on the grounds that she didn't want to be a bother to us. I held out my hand to Elaine for the phone. "Hi Carrie! Listen I think it would be great if we came out to pick you up and let me take both of you out for dinner." Elaine smiled and blew me a kiss mouthing silently "I love you!" Carrie protested but finally said, "How about I pick up some Chinese and meet you at your place later." "That would be super! We should be home about 6:30." Then I disconnected. "Thank you." Elaine said as I hung up. "She really sounded down and must be because she wouldn't call otherwise. She knew we were coming to the game. Is she coming to meet us?" As our drinks arrived I told Elaine what we had agreed to and as I did I could see her expression change from concern and compassion for her friend to something much more mischievous. I guess we kind of hurried our drinks because the traffic was still bad and it took longer to get home than normal. I found I was anxious and worried about our friend. When we finally arrived Carrie was not yet there, so we changed into swimsuits and Elaine set out some plates and silverware on the poolside table then put a very large bottle of one of our favorite wines on ice. Carrie soon arrived but both Elaine and I were caught off guard. Carrie looked really down. We kissed and hugged her then settled down to an excellent dinner. Carrie really knows how to order Chinese. She, however, ate very little but drank a lot and on through the evening, in spite of all our attempts to cheer her, she seemed so very unhappy. While straightening up the pool deck and putting away the leftovers, I left the two women to talk privately. When I finished and went inside Elaine was alone. Apparently Carrie insisted that she was not staying over and had come unprepared to do so. Elaine had argued that we didn't want her drinking and driving nor did we want her alone when she was so down so she had finally agreed to stay and had gone to bed without even saying goodnight to me. Elaine hugged and kissed me then with some visible apprehension said, "Umm, I think I should go up and lie down with her, at least for a while." "Good idea!" I replied sincerely. "I've never seen her so down." Still apprehensively, Elaine went on, "I may end up spending the whole night." I took Elaine in my arms and kissed her gently. "I think you should do all you can to help her." Elaine kissed me back and hugged me for what seemed like a long time then went upstairs to "Carrie's room". I finished up downstairs then went to our bedroom. As I passed Carrie's room I could hear them talking but could not make out what was being said. Wanting to respect their privacy, I kept going down the hall. After watching TV for an hour, then trying to read for a while, I finally became tired enough to sleep. I woke up to feel Elaine gently kissing my cheek and whispering, "Move over." I did and felt Elaine lie with her naked back against mine then I felt the bed move again and heard Elaine say, "Come on. Get in. Let's get some sleep." Carrie too lay down in our bed, apparently with Elaine between us and once again, wanting to respect their privacy I pretended to sleep and soon no longer had to pretend. At my age, I often have to get up in the night to pee and I did that night. When I returned to the bed, in spite of the dark, I could see that they were both still there so I crawled in, snuggled my back against Elaine's naked body, still with her back to me, and went back to sleep. Sometime later in the morning in that place somewhere between sleep and being awake I had the sense that I could smell coffee and something else, maybe bacon. I rolled over and put my arm over Elaine and saw that Carrie was gone. Then a voice said, "Are you two going to get up and eat this breakfast feast I've made or are you going sleep the day away?" I looked up to see Elaine standing in the doorway then pulled the bed sheet down to see a very sleepy and very hung over Carrie in my arms. Without much thinking, I kissed Carrie on the cheek and said, "We had better humor her or she may not make us breakfast any more." Then I got up and, remembering that I was naked, I pulled on a pair of shorts. "Now that was a lovely sight to see. The two of you snuggled together and sound asleep." "I'm sorry," Carrie began, but Elaine put her hand on Carrie's mouth then took it away and kissed her on the lips then turned and did the same for me. Then she said, "Well I was hoping to come in and find you two making out like crazy this morning but you both have the worst case of jungle mouth I've ever tasted. Go brush your teeth, both of you, then come on down for breakfast." I dutifully went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and what little hair I have left, then headed out the door almost bumping into Carrie who was struggling across the floor toward the bathroom, visibly hung over and naked. Even so badly hung over, she was sexy! I turned and went back into the bathroom, took my bath robe from the hook and helped Carrie put it on, then kissed her and told her to hurry down for coffee and some breakfast. Elaine was in the kitchen and when I got there she came into my arms and kissed me and hugged me then touching my face she said, "You had better shave soon too!" While we waited for Carrie, she told me they had held each other for most of the evening in Carrie's room but Carrie had kept apologizing for keeping Elaine out of her own bed and away from her husband. Elaine had finally suggested that they both come into our bed pointing out that she could sleep in the middle and be with both of us. When I got up to pee, Elaine had gotten up too and had switched places with Carrie, who apparently slept through it. So I had been snuggled with my back to Carrie for the rest of the night. Like it or not I could feel a stirring in my loins at the thought. Carrie soon came down and with her face washed and with some coffee and Tylenol in her she began to look visibly better and said she felt much better. "Actually," she said, "if I had felt this good a while earlier this morning and if I had realized that I was snuggled up against Gord and not you Elaine, both of us naked under the covers, you just might of found us making out like crazy." We all laughed, Elaine and I in part because it was good to have Carrie feeling better and in part because we were not sure what to say or where to go from here, at least I wasn't. Elaine, however, had that look I have come to recognize as lust, painted all over her lovely face! What followed was, I think, called a "pregnant pause". No one spoke for altogether too long so I said, "I'm not interested in spending the whole day like this so, if no one has an objection or is uncomfortable with it, I'm suggesting we all go back to our bed again this evening. I'm not guaranteeing that anything will happen but it appears we need to decide something now or stay in a rut all day." "Wait a minute!" Carrie said, "I love you two more than anything I can name and if I were a part of anything that caused trouble between you, I couldn't live with myself. Gord, as much as I would like to take you up on your offer, your friendship, both of you, is too important to me to risk. Thank you for that offer, but no thanks. And besides, even the offer has me feeling better than I have in a long time. I'll be fine!" "Carrie," my wife said in the softest voice, "I really want you to do this and I'd like to point out that the offer came from my husband, not me! Please stay!" "I'm going to the supermarket to pick up three steaks and the trimmings for our supper. You two talk this out. Carrie, thank you for your concern. I don't want to do anything to jeopardize my marriage to Elaine either, especially since I've recently been concerned about possibly losing her . . . Don't ask! It's a long story and I'll tell it some other time. I'm convinced that you staying won't do us any harm and maybe a lot of good. Elaine, have you told Carrie about the conversation we had the other day?" "No. But I think I had better." "The mystery continues!" Carrie said, as she laughed out loud. "Carrie, hearing that laugh is music to our ears." After we did some justice to the breakfast feast Elaine had prepared, I went to town and I actually had to go to a second market before I could find some good steaks. It was near noon when I got back. The girls were sun bathing in those tiny bikinis when I came into the yard. Elaine stood then walked over to me and kissed me gently but passionately pushing her tongue into my mouth. "I think I love you more now than ever!" I'm not positive, but I think she had a tear in her eye just then. I changed into my suit and swam for a while, then dressed in a T shirt and shorts and took the tractor out to mow the lawn. After about 40 minutes Carrie came out, again wearing my bathrobe, with an ice cold mug of beer. I stopped beside her to take the beer but before I could get off, she stepped up on to the tractor and kissed me, sensuously, just as Elaine had earlier. I was caught off guard and concern swept over her face. "Are you O.K.?" "Yes, better than O.K.. I just wasn't expecting that. It was nice. Thank you." "Well. I think your wife has become a pervert because I'm sure she is upstairs at the guest room window watching us. She's become a voyeur!" "Well, I hate to disappoint my wife!" I said as I put my arm around Carrie and pulled her to me, kissing her as passionately as both she and Elaine had kissed me! "Mmmm. That was delicious. I could go for more of that!" "Well stick around and we'll see what comes up! Oops! Pardon the pun." We both laughed then Carrie turned to go back to the house and as she did she opened the bathrobe presumably to flash Elaine. She returned to the house as I drove the tractor back to the garage. But first I looked up to the upper floor window and there just as advertised, was my wife. She waved and blew me a kiss. I like to shower before swimming when I am as hot and sweaty as I was after cutting the grass, so I went to our bedroom, threw my clothes in the hamper and headed for the shower. I heard Elaine come in moments later but was startled when I saw it was Carrie. She threw off the robe and stepped naked into the shower with me. As I have already noted, Carrie has "formidable" boobs but the rest of her would be described as "pleasingly plump". "Although I'm all in favor of it, this wasn't my idea! That perverted wife of yours pushed me in here. I think she's become a voyeur again." "I'm not sure but I think that's "voyeuse"!" I said as I took Carrie in my arms and pulled her to me crushing her tits on my chest. As I did my hardening cock slid between her legs and rubbed on her pussy. We kissed, our tongues intertwined. When she broke the kiss, Carrie put her face into my neck and kissed me there gently then just held me for a while. Then she pushed off and looked me straight in the eyes. "Gord, as much as I want this, and I do, there is something I want even more. I'm sorry, but do you think we could go out and talk to her together? She has been telling me time and time again that she wants this and that she thinks you're comfortable with it. She told me she got herself off thinking about us asleep together naked under the covers and later, watching us on the tractor. She told me about her fantasies and I just love it but I've spoken to her and to you. I'd like for us all to talk together. I want this so much but I'm afraid too, afraid that there will be trouble between you two or somehow among the three of us." "Sure." I replied. "I'll feel more comfortable if we do that too." "What a pair of chicken shits you two are! How much encouragement do you need anyway?" Elaine said as she burst in the door. There we were, Carrie and I naked under the shower, in each others arms, with my wife, her best friend, standing outside the shower stall with her hands on her hips, wearing only the top to her bikini. There was nothing else to do! There was nothing else we could do! We all burst out laughing and continued to do it until our faces were as wet from our tears as from the shower. I turned it off, threw Carrie a towel and grabbed one my self. As I stepped out Elaine threw her arms around me and kissed me. "I have no idea how to go about discussing this." Elaine began. "I know I'm blushing and I am embarrassed somehow, yet I don't really understand why. I love you both, very, very much. Carrie, if forced to make a choice, I choose my husband but I would rather have you both. You both care about each other, far more than some married couples we all know. Why shouldn't you two make love with each other? The only reason I can think of is that you both love me and wouldn't do anything to hurt me and I'm telling you both, this is not going to hurt me. I don't think the two of you are going to run off and leave me. If you will please pardon the sexual reference, the thought of you two making it together, making each other happy, makes me happy AND frankly I've lost count of the number of times I've gotten myself off thinking about it. For me, it's a major turn on." For several moments there was complete silence then Elaine said, "Would someone please say something." Carrie walked over to Elaine, kissed her then took her into her arms. While still holding Elaine she turned to me and said, "I would really like to! In fact, I'd like to make it with both of you together. Maybe we should have supper and a few drinks and, if anyone can think of how to go about it, talk about this some more." It seemed the logical thing to do and although no one seem all too hungry, we went through the motions. Two bottles of wine and a sink full of dishes later, we were back to an uncomfortable silence. Finally, Elaine came over to me, kissed me, hugged me and said, "I really want to do this and I think each of you does too. Let's all go to bed." After agreeing, we headed for the master bedroom, I, for the shower first. When I emerged both Elaine and Carrie were already in bed on opposite sides making it obvious that I was to go between them. I laid down on my back and as soon as I did, Carrie put her arms around me and kissed me, a kiss I readily and enjoyably returned. As I did so, I could feel Elaine take me into her mouth. With my cock in Elaine's mouth, Carrie's tits mashed into my chest and her tongue wrestling with mine, I had a brief flash of fear of cumming prematurely but I was soon relieved of that problem when Elaine, after having brought me to as full an erection as I'm ever likely to have, left my cock and gently pulled Carrie astride me and, with one hand on my cock and the other pulling Carrie down on to me, she succeeded in joining the two of us in our first fuck!