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It Ain't Necessarily So

By: Scorpio44a



This story will have at least three parts. Somewhere in the three parts these things will show up: (they are not listed in order of appearance) new bras, menopause, a funeral, dildos, honesty, a 4some, mfmf, mmf, mfm, mm, a cruise, a crocodile, trading husbands/wives, sex toys, suckling, nudity, harnesses, coitus and oral sex.

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"Honey, we need to talk." 

Every time she ever said those words it meant something was wrong, from her perspective. I was sitting at the table eating breakfast. A breakfast I made for myself, I might add. She sat down with me, carrying her cup of coffee and a burnt piece of toast.

"Ok," I said, "You talk, I'll listen."

"You know I love you, right?" She leaned towards me as she asked. I took a bite of eggs and nodded. I'd heard her tell me she loves me for twenty years. She could have ended our marriage hundreds if not thousands of times, and she didn't. Every infraction from forgetting her birthday to almost burning down the house during a bar-b-que could have triggered a divorce, but she didn't divorce me. Ok, she loves me.

"I'm about done with sex." She leaned forward to tell me she loves me and leans back to tell me were done having sex. What's that about? We had sex last night! I put my fork down and looked her in the face.

"Can I get you to explain that last statement? Please."

"We're both getting older. I don't look as good as I used to and my body doesn't respond the way it used to. I don't get turned on the way I used to."

"We did it last night. I didn't go to sleep thinking damn, she's ugly. What happened to the babe I married twenty years ago? I went to sleep thinking I'm still the luckiest man I know."

"Thank you." She took a big breath. "Ok, I don't want you to take this the wrong way. For the last year or so when we've had sex, I didn't have an orgasm. You're just not able to last long enough to get me there. I still like how it feels to do it, but I lay there after you're asleep frustrated. Last night I played with myself after you were asleep."

"You wait a year to tell me about this? What the hell? Would you wait a year to tell me the faucet leaked or the furnace didn't light? There's nothing in the world I can do about something that started a year ago!"

"This is why I didn't say anything. I knew you'd take it the wrong way."

"Oh. So tell me the right way to hear that for at least the last year I've failed as your lover. That last night you were frustrated and had to diddle yourself because I didn't satisfy you!"

"I still love you. I still love living with you, being your wife."

"I hear you. Sex with me is so exciting that you'd prefer to give it up completely rather than find a way to have it work for both of us. Is that about it?"

""You do the best you can, it just doesn't get me there anymore. The problem is mine, not yours."

"If I couldn't get hard, would you help me get hard or would you say, "That's your problem?"

"I've helped you get hard plenty of times. I like doing it."

"Now you tell me you have a problem getting an orgasm, but you don't want my help. In fact you want to quit having sex because you don't have orgasms any more. The message I get is that unless you have an orgasm it isn't worth the effort to spread your legs for me. You came to tell me that my sex life is over because I didn't give you an orgasm in the last year!"

"I hate going to sleep frustrated and I hate having to play with myself to get there."

"Ok. How about if I play with you until you get there and then I get between your legs until I get there too? Wouldn't that work?"

"It takes a long time for me to get there."

"I don't care! We can go to the bedroom right after dinner or right after Jeopardy. I'm not on a schedule that can't change! Hell, woman, give me two hours of eating pussy! I'll count it as exercise and love every minute of it!"

"But that's nasty."

"No. Nasty is being unsatisfied for a year and keeping it a secret! Nasty is giving up!"

"Ok. Next time you have the urge and want to have sex we'll try something different. Maybe we can work it out. I just don't want you to think it's your fault if I don't have an orgasm."

"I won't. I'll blame you and yell at you loud enough that the neighbors know you didn't cum! Be serious. If there's a problem, it's shared. Blame has nothing to do with it."

She kissed my cheek and left the table. My eggs were cold, her coffee was cold and her burnt toast could be used as a shingle. By the time I was dressed and ready for my day our sexual problem had been pushed into the background. Not very far in the background, but into the background. My brother called and they were having a problem with their plumbing. I'd spent thirty years as a plumber, so he called me.

I spent half the day under his house. While I moved things in his basement to get to the clean out where I believed the obstruction could be cleared, I found a box. When I moved it the lid opened and I was amazed. The box was filled with sex things. With a major effort I set the box aside and went back to work on the plumbing. What I wanted to do was to explore the contents of the box.

I kept wondering why my brother had a box of sex things in his basement. I opened the clean out and got the pipes cleared. I called to my brother upstairs and had him run water through the pipes to make sure we solved to problem. As the water ran I heard the phone ring upstairs. A few minutes later he came down the stairs and let me know he owed me one and that he had to go to his job at the credit union. I said I'd put things back where they belonged and lock up before I went home.

He thanked me and said there were cold beers in the fridge. 

I heard the back door open and close, his car start and drive away. I put the basement back together and sat down with "the box". On the top of everything in the box was a dildo. It was about ten inches long and much bigger around than my cock had ever been, even in my dreams. It was in a Zip-Lock bag, telling me it had been used and cleaned and stored in a bag to keep it clean. I set it aside, wondering how Marcie liked that big purple dong in her.

There were two different lubes. One in a jar and one in a tube like toothpaste. I set them aside. In a smaller box I found two smaller dildos. Both with batteries and a switch that was marked lo-off-hi. One had a small appendage that I gathered was to stimulate her clit while the larger part was inside her.

I wondered how my brother convinced Marcie to use these things. Then I wondered if she used them because my brother was as lousy a lover as I had just found out I was. 

I found two small tubes about two inches long with suction devices sticking out to the side. I wondered what they were for and then it hit me, they were for applying suction to Marcie's nipples! At that realization my penis began to swell. I had a vision of Marcie standing in front of me with the two suction things attached to her breasts and me watching and listening to her moan.

At the bottom of the box was a catalog filled with sex toys and things. I looked through it and found something that caught my interest. There was a strap on dildo and at first I thought it was for lesbians, but I noticed it was hollow and the ad said it was for men who didn't last as long as they wanted to last! I got a piece of paper and turned the catalog over to get their address. I wanted to order that strap-on!

I wrote the web address down and noticed the catalog had been sent to Marcie! This box of toys wasn't my brother's; it was his wife's! I was shocked for a second or forty and then realized Marcie dressed a bit sexier than Sue, joked a little more blue than Sue and my brother still blushed more often than I did.

A stair creaked and I looked towards the stairs. Marcie was standing there looking at me, smiling. I know I blushed and tried to speak, but nothing came out.

Marcie stepped down the last three steps and asked, "Find something you like?"

I found the ability to speak and said, "I'm sorry, Marcie. I moved this box while I was fixing a clogged drain..."

"Shhhh. It's Ok. I keep the box down here so the grandkids don't get too nosey. Matt knows about the toys and we use them together sometimes. I'm sure you and Sue have your toys too, don't you?" She picked up the Zip-Lock bag and held the big dildo in her hand. My cock grew another inch.

"To be honest, no, we don't have any toys."

"I'm impressed. Many of the people our age use toys to help us get where we want to go. You two must be doing well."

I thought about the conversation Sue and I had over breakfast. I said, "Sue talked to me about our sex life this morning. Seems I don't get her where she wants to go anymore."

She sat next to me and put the big dildo in the box. She picked up the two suction cups and asked, "Did she used to love having you suck on her tits?" My eyes went to her chest. Marcie had always dressed to show off her large breasts and often her nipples showed through her clothes. As I looked down I saw her bumps.

"Yeah, she did, but now..."

"Get a pair of these." She lifted her shirt up and off. Her hands went behind her and in seconds her bra came loose and for the first time in the twenty years I'd known her I saw her breasts, naked and close at hand. My cock jumped again and I wanted to adjust it within my clothes.

She held the breast closest to me with one hand and attached the suction cone over her areola and nipple. She squeezed the bulb four times and I saw the nipple being sucked into the tube. She sighed and let it go. The weight pulled on her breast even more and she said, "God! I love how that feels! If I could, I'd wear these almost all the time!"

She attached the other one to her other tit. She locked eyes with me and asked, "Want to know what feels even better?" She didn't wait for me to answer. She said, "Get a hold of the tube, not the bulb, and slowly pull."

She helped my hand get to the tube and hold it. When I pulled a little her breast followed the pull, for half an inch. She held herself against the pull and whispered, "Keep pulling."

As I pulled I watched her nipple and breast stretch and suddenly the tube pulled loose. Marcie gasped and grabbed my hands.

"Oh, sweet Nick! That's so good." Her hands massaged her breast and the other tube bounced around. I said, "Marcie, sit up straight and close your eyes." My mind was racing. Marcie wanted to play, wanted me to see her enjoying being sexual! 

She did. I held her breast in my hand and applied the suction tube to her. I pumped the bulb once and watched as her nipple moved into the tube just a little. I waited and then pumped again. It moved another quarter of an inch into the tube. I pumped three more times, quickly and Marcie's hands started to come up off her lap. She sucked in a breath and held it.

I let go of her breast and the tube. I tapped the side of the tube and she gasped again.

My focus moved to the breast where the tube had been in place over a minute. I pumped it one more time. Marcie said, "Oh!" and her chest quivered. I held the tube and pulled, slowly.

"Marcie, I'm going to pull it off of you. Is that what you want?"

"Yes! And, I want you to suck on my nipple when the tube comes off. Suck hard, like a baby, but harder!"

My eyes watched as her breast pulled away from her chest farther and farther. Suddenly the tube came away and her breast sprang back against her chest. My mouth found her areola and sucked. I sucked as hard as I could and held the pressure. Her hands held my head and she moaned.

I flicked her nipple with my tongue and she pressed my face into her breast. I sucked and bit in the rhythm of a nursing baby and she shuddered hard. I kept it up and she shuddered harder.

Suddenly I pulled the other tube off her other breast and switched my mouth to the breast just released from the tube. Her hands covered her own mouth and she squealed, shook and came! I kept sucking, kept nursing and I pinched her other breast. She kept cumming, shaking and I could smell her arousal.

I thought, 'I can do this at home!'

Gradually I relaxed and so did Marcie.

She said, "Would you like me to take care of your erection? I'd really like to help you. Count it as a thank you for fixing our plumbing or just count it as friendly!"

"Sue's the only one who's touched it in twenty years."

"For now, I'll take that as a postponement, not a "No". I want you and Sue to come for dinner tomorrow night. Plan on spending the night. Don't plan on getting a lot of sleep."

"Why are you doing this? In eighteen years I've never sensed any interest in us other than as friends, relatives."

"Back then we were very concerned with being politically correct. Now we're concerned with enjoying all the time we have left. I want us to be friends with privileges." She tucked her tits into her bra and pulled her shirt back on. She picked up the catalog and asked if I was interested in the strap-on.

"I could screw Sue forever if I wore that. I could say, "Take your time Honey, I'll pump you into next week!"

"Oh, maybe, if I'm bad, you'll use it on me, too."

We got the box reloaded and back on its shelf. We were back upstairs and I was eating a sandwich Marcie made for me and drinking the beer when my brother came home. Marcie called Sue and invited us for dinner the next night. They talked about food choices and girl things and Matt and I went out to my truck.

"Nick, did you find the toys?"

"You wanted me to?" I know I sounded shocked. I was. I'd been worried about what Marcie and I had done.

"We wanted you to. We want to spice up a little and couldn't think of anyone we'd rather share with than the two of you. Well, maybe Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie but they spend so much time out of town."

"It's a lot to get my head around."

"Think about getting your mouth around her tits again. I know you got her off twice for sure."

"And, you want Sue?"

"Your wife is hot! Of course I want her!"

"Damn!" I started my truck and headed home. I was lucky I didn't have an accident on the way home. I kept having visions of Marcie's distended nipples and the feel of her cumming as I sucked on her.

I got home, cleaned my tools and washed up at our service porch sink. Sue came and found me saying, "Marcie and Matt want us to come for dinner tomorrow night." She hugged me from behind as I finished washing up. I turned quickly around and wiped my hands on her t-shirt covered breasts. She jumped back, giggled and said, "Now I'm wet!"

"You're wet and I'm getting hard. Sounds good to me!"

"Your parents should have named you Randy!" She left me and went to change her shirt. I found my lunch on the table and a small bag of chips to go with it. I had already eaten a sandwich at Matt and Marcie's, but I didn't say so. I ate the sandwich.

That evening Sue asked me if I knew why Matt and Marcie invited us for dinner. I said, "They told me they wanted the four of us to become closer friends, do things together and not just at birthdays and holidays."

"I didn't know they liked me enough for that."

"Well, we've all been pretty busy raising our crew, working a hundred hours a week, taking care of houses, cars, PTA, soccer and such. I guess we now have the time to be friends and have friends without all that pressure."

"You may be right!"

We stayed up until Leno was over and then went to bed. Sue wore a giant t-shirt to bed. I got a quick kiss and the lights went out. We slept until after eight the next morning. When we both had full time jobs we were always up by six. Now Sue only worked three afternoons a week and I was on-call for Thursday and Friday.  Our kids were grown and gone. Mike lived and worked in Boston. Zoe was married and they lived in Atlanta. 

When I woke up Sue was in the bathroom. She came out and looked to see if I was awake. I smiled at her and she smiled back on her way to the kitchen. I got two pieces of French toast and she had burnt toast and coffee. As I ate I asked, "Any idea what's for dinner tonight?"

"Oh, that's right. I'm not cooking. Marcie and discussed some things but she didn't say what she was making."

"What are we contributing?"

"I'd better call and see what she'd like us to bring." She got the cordless phone and called. I went to my den and fired up my computer. I had been looking at something for us to do for a vacation. I had looked at resorts in the Caribbean, and in Florida, but nothing had grabbed me. I looked at a site about cruises. There were hundreds of choices. Three day cruises, four day, seven day, eleven day, fourteen day cruises and some even longer. Cruises to Europe, all over the Caribbean, down to South America, Asia, Africa and even Antarctica. It was overwhelming. It the midst of my overwhelm my phone rang. We have a house phone that has always been for the family and I have a phone. My phone is basically for work calls and calls from select friends. My brother calls that number. The guys I go fishing with and the guys I work with call that number.

I answered, "Nick."

A feminine voice said, "Are you still hard?" It was Marcie.

I said, "No. That problem went away."

She giggled and said, "It's coming back!"

"You're probably right about that. So, what else is up?"

"Matt and I were talking about a vacation this morning."

"This morning? Damn short vacation."

"Ok, wise ass! This morning Matt and I talked about possible places we could go on vacation a little later this year."

"I've been looking on the internet to find an answer to the same question for Sue and me."

"What did you decide?"

"I haven't, but I'm thinking a cruise might be great."

"To where?"

"It won't much matter. We've never been on a cruise and we've never been on a vacation without kids along."

"Let's talk about vacations tonight. Maybe it would be fun for the four of us to go together. We could even take some toys with us!"

"You have my attention."

"Oh yes. What is Sue's favorite wine?"

"Something from Turley Winery. It's up by Cambria."

"Oh, we like their wines. I'll send Matt out to get a couple bottles."

"We have a couple. We'll bring them." I made a note to myself.

"Matt wants to bar-b-que some salmon for tonight. I'll make Chinese braised green beans and saffron rice to go with the salmon, Ok?"

"Sounds great. We both like salmon."

"Ok. I have a surprise dessert for you. I hope you like it!"

She laughed and the connection was broken. I had a few ideas about what the dessert could be and none of those ideas involved food.

When it was time I showered, shaved and dressed in social clothes: chinos and a nice shirt. Sue waited until I was dressed before she showered and dressed. I didn't know if she shaved. I doubted it.

We brought the two bottles of Turley wine and a salad Sue made. On the way to their house I told her how nice she looked. 

Matt and I spent some time out by the grill watching the salmon become wonderful. He told me that Marcie and he had talked and decided to go slowly introducing Sue to the possibilities before us. He also told me I was welcome to enjoy Marcie any time I wanted and in any way she and I agreed on.

Sue and Marcie joined us at the grill, each carrying two glasses of wine. Marcie gave me a glass and Sue gave one to Matt. We talked for a few minutes and the timer told us the salmon was done. It was crisp and almost burnt along the outer edges and rubbed with a spicy, peppery rub that I loved. Two minutes later the four of us were having dinner and commenting on how wonderful the meal was. Sue complimented Matt and I, saying how nice we cleaned up. 

Marcie said the best way to get Matt clean and agreeable was to take him in the shower and scrub him completely clean. Matt said, "Any time. That's why we bought the big hot water heater. We can take our time having good clean fun!"


It Ain't Necessarily So Ch. 02



This story will have at least three parts. Somewhere in the three parts these things will show up: (they are not listed in order of appearance) new bras, menopause, a funeral, dildos, honesty, a 4some, mfmf, mmf, mfm, mm, a cruise, a crocodile, trading husbands/wives, sex toys, new friends, family, suckling, nudity, harnesses, coitus and oral sex. 
 All that and maybe a few surprises.

**



When we woke up the next morning my arms were still holding her. I opened my eyes and hers were open and just inches away. She said, "Gotta pee."

My arms unwrapped and she rolled away from me and left the bed. I smiled because she didn't grab a robe or a nightgown. She just wiggled away from me and I watched her naked backside walking away.

"Are you coming back or is this my notice to get up and start my day?"

She stopped, turned and asked, "You held me all night long and you want more?"

"Want me to get up and shave before we come back to bed?"

"No. Yes. Wait! You said last night was about me. Now it sounds like this morning is about me, again." She turned and went into the bathroom. She didn't close the door. We continued our conversation.

"As often as is practical I intend to have every day, evening and night be about you. If I get to be too big a pest, send me to the hardware store or somewhere. Maybe I can go fix someone's plumbing."

"Marcie has some plumbing she would let you tinker with!" I heard laughter in her voice, not jealousy.

"We need to talk about that." I said. "Do we assume it's Ok to play with each other anytime or only when the four of us are together? Are you going to have intercourse with Matt in front of me? Am I going to do things with Marcie in front of you, in front of Matt?"

"Whoa! You're right! We haven't talked about that. Do you want to be able to drive over to their house and do things with Marcie anytime?"

"Now that I think about it, I think I'd like that available, as an option. I don't want to feel like I need permission and I don't want you to need to ask me for permission to be with Matt, either."

"So, if Marcie and I go shopping and go back to their house and both do Matt, you're Ok with it?" She flushed and came out of the bathroom.

"Rule number One. No secrets. If you do Matt and/or Marcie I want to know about it."

"You're sure?" She asked. Her face said she didn't quite believe me.

"I can say I'm sure, but I won't really know until it happens."

"No secrets? That's the rule for all of us?"

"Yup. It has to be. If there are secrets they will undermine the trust and the safety we have."

"Have you done anything sexual with Marcie in the last year?"

"Yes! We played right here on our bed. All four of us."

"Before that?"

"Yes. Remember the day I went over to fix a clogged pipe for them? Matt and Marcie planned to seduce me that day. I sucked on her tits and she came. I didn't screw her. Matt knew she was going to bare her chest to me and offer to "take care of my erection". I said no, until and unless you were a player as well."

"Well done. Marcie told me all about it. I'm glad you told me the truth." She came back to bed and sucked my semi-hard cock into her mouth. She knew how to get me going and for me to never want to stop. She sucked, licked and forced me to think of nothing except how great what she was doing felt. Maybe forced is too strong a word. She sucked, licked and stroked me until I didn't think of anything except how great what she was doing felt.

When my seed spewed into her mouth she sucked harder and swallowed everything I gave her. Then she lay on top of me and we slept for another hour. She woke me with a few more kisses; we got up and actually started our day.

As we dressed she asked, "Earlier you said if I wanted to play with Matt and/or Marcie. I've never played with a woman. Do you think Marcie wants sex with me?"

"I'd guarantee it." Sue was still shaking her head when she left the bedroom.

I worked at projects around the house and yard most of the rest of the day. When I came in to get something to eat and a beverage she was on the phone. When she saw me she said, "Marcie, the man is hungry. I'll go feed him and call you back."

She made me a sandwich and she sat with me while I ate. She asked about the packages I expected. I joked with her a little and didn't share anything about the packages. That evening I took her out to eat.

When we were home and getting ready for bed she asked, "Should I bother putting on a nightgown or anything?"

"Not to please me. I've always preferred you naked in bed."

She came to bed naked.

Wednesday a truck from the post office stopped in our driveway and the letter carrier left three boxes on our porch. I saw him through the window and retrieved the boxes before Sue came home from shopping. She had gone to the market about half an hour before the mail arrived.

I unpacked my purchases and put them in my drawers in the chest of drawers and hung my new pants in the closet. I bagged the old underwear and old t-shirts and took them to the back yard and started another fire in the Weber bar-b-que. The fire had died before Sue came home. I was on the phone with Matt when I heard her car pull into our garage. The boxes were in a dumpster in the alley. Matt had received his packages as well and had treated his old stuff to a trip to the trash. When Sue came in I ended the call and helped her bring our groceries into the house.

As we brought things in she talked to me. She was upset.

She said, "There were people outside the market collecting signatures for a petition! I asked what it was for and they told me they were collecting signatures to put something on the November ballot to make sex outside of marriage illegal!"

"Did you sign?" I asked, ninety percent sure she didn't.

"No! And I told them I thought they were crazy to want such a law. Imagine! I told the woman I thought almost everyone had sex before they were married and under the law they proposed all of us could go to jail."

"You said that?" Sue was usually so quiet about political views I didn't believe she spoke up in front of the market.

"We could go to jail for playing with Matt and Marcie! I don't want to go to jail and I don't want to stop playing either!"

As we talked we got all the bags into the house and all the groceries put away. I was ready to get back to some playtime on the computer when I said, "The jails are already crowded. If a law like this gets passed they don't have enough cops to arrest all the people screwing around and they probably won't start with old folks like us even if the decide to arrest fornicators."

Half an hour passed in silence and Sue came into my office and said, "I don't like that word."

"What word?" I asked.

"Fornicators."

"I don't like it either. Maybe we should start collecting signatures to put a measure on the ballot that declares marriage a nonlegal issue. Get the government out of marriage! If there is no legal marriage then there is no fornication. People who want to get married can, in a church, synagogue or mosque, but it won't mean anything legally."

Sue sat down and said, "If there's no marriage what happens when two people make babies?"

I thought for a while and said, "People who want to be parents can register that intent and legally they are financially responsible for any child born to them. When they register they give a DNA sample and a sample is taken from any child at birth. If it says you are the parents, you are responsible."

"What about the babies born after a one night stand?"

"Oh! Right now the pregnant woman has to sue the man she says is the dad in order to make him responsible. Under my new law a woman who has bareback sex with a man and gets pregnant is responsible for the child. Contraception becomes her responsibility. If she believes she may be fertile then she needs to get them registered before she takes him to bed bareback."

"That lets men totally off the hook!"

"No, I don't think it does. Men want to have sex. If women are wise they get the registration done or they don't screw. A woman can prevent pregnancy if she wants to and a man can as well. When you and I decided we were done making babies I got cut and you got your tubes tied. If we had changed our minds we could have had both operations reversed. There are at least five ways short of operations to prevent pregnancies."

"The registration you want would have both the man and the woman be financially responsible for the child, just like a married couple is now?"

"Not if I get to write the law. You remember meeting Kelly, my friend from work? My new law would free him from paying for his wife's kid."

"Oh, right. His wife screwed her boss and got pregnant and because she was married to Kelly he has to pay child support on a child that isn't biologically his for eighteen years."

"Under my law she is solely responsible. The DNA would show he didn't create the child and is not responsible."

"How would a woman convince a man to stay around and help raise the child?"

"A contract. You and I are thirty and decide we want a child. We register, donate some DNA and sign a partnership contract. It specifies what each of us will do for the next twenty years. We define the parameters of our relationship. We define who does what and we define what happens at the end of the twenty years. We could agree on the end of contract options, like a new twenty year or ten year contract or the terms that automatically dissolve the contract."

"So, I could sign a contract with you that specifies that at the end I get half of all our joint assets, no matter who earned them?"

"With an option of extending the first contract for five, ten or more years with modifications or no changes."

"Why would a man sign such a contract?" Sue asked.

"Because he wins."

"How?"

"Men get married today. Why do they do it?"

"They love her. They want a family. A steady lover."

"Same reasons will get a man to sign the contract and register to be a parent. My way gives both people more security than getting married does now."

"More?"

"Sure. Now when a couple split they have to fight in court over responsibility for debts, the children and spousal support. They spend thousands of dollars to end something. Under my law they would know what their options were every step of the way. You want to leave? The contract spells out the consequences in advance. Both parties have no excuses. They signed a contract and unless they both sign a new contract the provisions of the original contract are binding."

"Why didn't you think of this years ago?"

"I don't know. Maybe I was so steeped in the traditional way of being married I didn't think about alternatives."

"Your way also opens the door for gay couples to be just as legal as anyone else!"

"It allows churches, religions, and social groups to say, "We won't marry you" to anyone and it won't matter. I'll get the government out of marriage!"

Sue got up, kissed me and said, "I'd sign a contract with you."

"Month to month or long term?"

"Long term! I want some stability."

"What do I get?"

"Me. Nice lingerie and a snug place to put your hard cock."

"Ok, I'm in." We kissed again and went back to what we were doing.

When it was time for us to get ready to go to Matt and Marcie's Sue came in and asked if I wanted us to shower together. I said, "Yes!" and we did just that. In the shower I shaved her from her pits to her ankles and she shaved my face and genitals. She said she wanted to try me being smooth and see if it made sucking and fucking more fun for her and Marcie. 

When we shut off the water and toweled off I thought I looked funny. I'm a pretty hairy man and seeing a bald spot eight inches around with a dick in the middle looked strange.

Thinking we might shower together I had stashed my clothes for the night in the guest bedroom. I left Sue at her vanity and walked to the guest room. I pulled on new blue underwear and liked how they felt against my skin. I pulled on new chinos and new socks. I called out to Sue and asked what color dress she was wearing. 

"Teal!" I heard. I got a shirt out of the closet that was the same blue as the new underwear I had on and put it on. I walked back into our bedroom and sat to put my shoes on. Sue was zipping her dress, saw me and stopped.

"Are those pants new?"

I nodded. "Like them?"

She came to me and rubbed the fabric with her hands. "Yes. I like how they look and I like how they feel."

We got the salad and the wine and headed for Matt and Marcie's. Just as I pulled into the driveway Sue said, "I have on the teal bra and thong for you. The thong is already wet."

Before I could do anything she slid out the door and headed for their door, laughing.

I followed, carrying the wine and salad.

Marcie opened the door to their house wearing a halter dress and heels. She looked radiant. We got the food and wine handled and then the four of us hugged "Hello." The hugs were a lot friendlier than the hugs of the first years of our marriages.

We got dinner on the table and sat down. During dinner we talked and Sue brought up the idea I had about changing marriage.

Matt asked, "You'd get a man to sign a contract before he has sex with his date? I don't think so."

"Picture it." I said, "He picks her up for their date. She has on a teal dress that buttons down the front." I was describing Sue, pointing at her and she stood. "Her legs look great. You already know you're interested in her sexually. While you're having dinner you notice that two buttons near the top of her dress have become open, giving you a peek at some cleavage." 

Sue unbuttoned two buttons and leaned across the table to get a roll. Matt smiled.

I added, "As the two of you talk, she butters a roll and breaks off a piece and feeds it to you." Sue did exactly that, slowly and sensually.

"As you chew she says, "I'd be willing to serve dessert in my apartment, but I need some protection."

Matt said, "I have condoms."

Sue said, "I want real protection. I want an agreement that if we start a baby, we'll both be responsible. The agreement allows us to decide now what we will do later."

"I don't want a kid." Matt said.

"Then we sign an agreement that says we have no intention to make or have a baby. It can specify that we agree to have an abortion if a pregnancy starts." Sue said.

"Oh. Well, that's better." Matt relaxed.

"What if I change my mind and don't want an abortion?" Marcie asked.

I said, "Part of the way the agreement is written is that if the woman changes her mind and wants to keep the child the sperm donor has no financial responsibility for the child. She chooses to be responsible for the child. They each signed an agreement that binds their responsibility."

"So Sue says, in effect, if you want some of this you'll sign and we'll play. No signature, no pussy." Marcie said.

Matt said, "It's in his best interest to be the one who asks for the signature. Either one has a powerful interest in having a signed agreement."

Sue asked, "How can we change the laws? I don't want a law that makes it illegal for us to do what we do. I'd like a responsibility law that protects every man and every woman who engage in sexual activities."

"The Right to Life folks wouldn't like what you propose. It allows abortions. They'll say it allows people to kill babies." Sue added.

"The law already allows abortions. I think that having to sign an agreement would actually deter abortions. If you have religious beliefs about the fetus being a person you wouldn't want to sign an agreement to have an abortion. You might decide to skip risking a pregnancy and play some other way."

"Wow!" Matt said, "My brother thought this up?"

"Yeah, for all the good the idea will do."

Sue said, "Wait! We need to get the kids to come home for a weekend. We'll write it up and even generate the agreement for someone to sign. They are in this world. Let's get their input. When we knock all the kinks out maybe we can get the laws to change. It would be our gift to the future generations."

Sue and Marcie spent some time with calendars and on the phones. By nine-thirty they were off the phones and smiling.  "They will be here three weekends from now!" Marcie announced. Matt and I both noticed that Sue's dress now had four buttons open and lots of teal lace showing.

Matt dropped his napkin on the floor and instead of leaning over to pick it up he dropped to his knees beside his chair and crawled under the table.

Sue asked, "Matt, what are you doing?"

His hands parted her knees and he inserted his head between her knees. He answered, "I'm looking for something wonderful."

Sue giggled and asked, "And you think it's in there?"

"I think it is. Give me a few minutes and I'll let you know." He had crawled forward and his face touched her bald pussy. Her bald, wet pussy. He licked along her slit and Sue slid her pelvis forward, giving him easier access.

"I think he might have found something interesting." Sue said.

"Nick, I think I know where something wonderful is waiting for your attention."

I dropped to my knees and crawled under the table. Marcie's knees were spread and her skirt hiked up showing me the tiny strip of wet cloth covering her pussy. I crawled between her knees and soon the sounds of two men eating pussy and two women being eaten replaced the sounds of four people eating dinner.

Sue came first. Marcie followed soon after. Matt and I backed out, paused and switched places. One lick of Matt on Marcie and she said, "Oh! They switched!"

Sue's pussy was wet, her lips were swollen and she had scooted forward giving Matt better access. When I got to her I began by licking and drinking her lubrication. 

Time passed and grunts, moans, yelps and sighs took the place of conversation. Marcie shuddered as Matt probed her and she said, "Sue, we are the luckiest women in California!" A few seconds later they both came again.

After Sue calmed a little she slipped off the chair and landed on the floor beside the table. Her legs opened and she said, "Please."

I got my pants and underwear down far enough to free my erection and buried it in her pussy. When I hit bottom she said, "No hair. It feels different with both of us bald."

She was right. Different. So many politically correct years of sex with a Kama sutra of three pages instead of all the options we were discovering. Sue rolled onto her side and the sensations inside her and for me changed. I lifted up and bumped my head on the underside of the dining room table. I said, "Ow!"

We all laughed and that changed the sensations where we were linked again. We laughed harder. Matt and Marcie did something three feet from us and we heard a loud pussy fart. We laughed so hard I worried about an injury. I don't know about Matt but I didn't cum. We laughed and rolled around until I was limp and didn't care. I felt loved, taken care of and satisfied.

The four of us stayed on the floor for a while, snuggled together under the dining room table. 

The first to speak was Marcie. "I'm glad, for the moment, the kids live a long ways away." We all agreed. The thought of one of our grown up children walking through the door was not one we wanted to become reality.

When we finally got up we looked at the table and Sue said, "I think we had dessert."

Marcie said, "What's this?"

We all looked at what she was pointing to, Matt's underwear. Eight or ten inches down his thighs were a pair of black and white striped, zebra striped, briefs. Sue said, "I like them!" Then she looked at me and saw a pair of bright blue long leg briefs. "Look here! Bright blue!"

Matt and I grinned and knew we'd done something good.

Both women pulled our briefs up and told us how much they liked the new look. They wanted to know how many different colors we had, where we got them and we told them.




It Ain't Necessarily So Ch. 02



Marcie said, "I have a present for all three of you. Do you want it now?"

I said, "Yes, I want it now, but I think we'd best clean up dinner first."

Clean up took five or six minutes and while Matt, Sue and I cleaned up Marcie went to the basement and came back with the toy box I'd found when I did plumbing. She lifted the lid and inside I saw three wrapped packages. She handed the first one to Sue. 

She said, "Why presents? It isn't anyone's birthday."

"Presents don't need any reason except I love you."

The wrapping paper came off and I saw two nipple suction devices just like the ones I'd seen on Marcie's nipples. Sue looked at them, then looked up at Marcie with a question on her face. Marcie reached back into her toy box and got one of hers out. She showed Sue how it was used and both women moaned when Marcie let go. We could see how the device had sucked her nipple and pulled it over half an inch from where it had been.

I picked up one of Sue's new devices and said, "Sweetheart, allow me." She watched as I opened her dress enough to expose her breasts and applied the device. I pumped the bulb twice and Sue said, "Oh my God!" I pumped twice more and she moaned. Twice more and I somehow knew that any more would be painful.

I got the other device and pumped it four times quickly after it was in place. Sue looked up and saw Matt pulling on both the suction devices on Marcie's chest. He pulled and released, pulled and released. She looked at me and said, "Do me... Please."

Just as Matt pulled on Marcie I pulled on Sue. I slipped myself into a position where I could hold both devices and see Marcie's tits. Sue was watching Marcie's breasts and hearing the sounds Marcie was making.

Pull. Hold, then release. Repeat. We varied the length of time we held their nipples extended. When I felt Sue was ready I pulled, held and said, "Now!" I pulled and both suction devices pulled loose, freeing Sue's nipples. She shook hard and before she could do more I took the nearest nipple into my mouth! My mouth was wide open and I sucked hard! 

Sue shuddered and came. Matt did the same to Marcie. When they opened their eyes they could see each other being sucked and that triggered another shudder for both of them.

I massaged both Sue's breasts, gently. She came back to the room, opened her eyes and said, "Thank you. Thank you all! That was incredible."

Marcie said, "We need a shower. This much fun is hard work."

We got undressed completely, loaded our clothes in the washer and started it. We showered and when we were getting dried off Sue asked, "There were two other packages."

Marcie said, "One for each of our men."

Matt said, "I don't think I want nipple pumps."

"If either of you ever want to try them, we can use mine." Sue said.

"I would like to try them, but not right now." I said.

Marcie gave us our packages and we unwrapped. They were the same and different. Inside my box was a strap-on harness and a dildo from the catalog. I looked over and thought, 'His is like mine.' A closer look showed me they were different. The dildo in my box was eight inches long, looked real and when I wrapped my hand around it my finger almost touched my thumb. The dildo in Matt's box was about the same length but had five ridges along its length.

I looked up at Marcie and she said, "They're different so joining with you isn't the same. You're still Nick and Matt is still Matt"

Sue helped Matt get into his harness and Marcie helped me. Looking down and seeing that eight-inch cock sticking out of me was a nice sight. Any time I had ever looked at my cock before it was about six and a half inches long.

Marcie said, "I know we'll swap a million times, but this first time I'd like to be with Matt. Ok, Sue?"

"I was about to ask if this time could be with Nick."

Matt and I moved and the ladies assumed the position for the missionary prayer. They were on the floor next to each other. We moved closer and suddenly Marcie yelled, "Stop!" She jumped up and went into the bathroom. She came back with towels, folded them and helped Sue get one under her butt. Marcie slathered both dildos with lube and wiped her fingers on Sue's pussy and then her own. She got on her back with the towel under her and said, "I plan to cum a lot!"

Matt and I moved in and slowly entered our women. They gave us the color commentary.

"Oh my God! Go slowly big man."

"It's been years since you were that hard! You must really love me!"

"Their mission, to go where no man has ever gone before! Deeper and longer than humanly possible!"

We looked at each other and went as deep as we were able. When I started to pull back Sue said, "That's so strange. It feels like you're pulling me inside out! Go slowly. Please go slowly."

When I saw the head of the dildo starting to emerge from her pussy I stopped and pushed in again. Sue lifted her legs a little higher and held her own knees.

Each stroke was a little faster and the bottom of each stroke into Sue pressed the harness tight between us. Soon I was slamming against her. Her hands grabbed my upper arms and she asked, "Can we try doggy?"

She turned over without me coming out of her. I watched as she shoved back, burying me in her from behind. I grabbed her hips and thrust into her. In the past I thought often about 'How can I make this last?' I gave that up. I thought, 'I can last for an hour or until I get arthritis in my hip.'

I looked at Matt and Marcie and she was riding him for the silver buckle. When I looked they were in cowgirl position. I watched as she rotated and it became reverse cowgirl. Seeing her twist around with a cock sticking out of her was very erotic.

"Oh my God!" Sue cried. Her body was shaking and she was slamming back against me. I held her hips and pulled her back as she helped slam herself against me. A few seconds more and I felt liquid flowing down my inner thighs.

Over the next hour we gave both women more orgasms than we could count. We changed positions often and soaked the towels and the surrounding floor. My knees were raw. So were Matt's. 

We had been fucking for over an hour when Sue stopped. She moved so the cock in her came out and she collapsed on the floor. She said, "Enough! I've had enough!"

Marcie lasted about ten minutes longer when she asked, "Sue, Nick's still hard. Can I have a turn on him?"

"If he's willing." Sue said.

She was riding Matt cowgirl. She leaned forward and kissed Matt and said, "Stay in me. Can I give Nick my ass?"

He kissed her and used his hands to spread her ass cheeks for me. I moved into position and slowly pushed into Marcie's ass.

"Oh! Oh! You're both so big! I've never been so full!"

I pressed my harness against her ass cheeks and began pulling back. I used my hands on her hips to help lift her on Matt's cock as I slid into her ass. She lasted a couple of minutes and came, screaming and shuddering.

We held still as she calmed and then I backed out of her and helped her off Matt. I looked over and Sue smiled a tired smile at me.

Matt held Marcie close and they kissed while Sue and I snuggled together. Sue whispered, "I lied to you. I'm so sorry."

"What lie was that?"

"I think I'm done with sex."

We both knew it was funny. We smiled, too tired to laugh.

We spent part of the night on the floor. Matt woke us all up and said, "We may be able to fuck like we are nineteen, but I've got old bones and they need a bed."

I said, "A dry, soft bed with a woman I love in it."

Marcie was being helped up and said, "Either of you can sleep with me, but only if you take your cock off."

Matt and I reached for the buckles on our harnesses. Sue said, "But keep them nearby."

We showered, cleaned both dildos, dried off and Marcie took my hand, leading me to her bed. Matt took Sue's hand and they went to the guest room.

I looked and the bedside clock said, "1:36am" as we got into bed. Dinner had been served at 7:00 pm. I couldn't ever remember a time since our first pregnancy that we had played sexually for six hours! Marcie backed up against me, pulled my arm over her and helped my hand cup her breast. Anything else she may have done, I missed. I was asleep.

We played together at least twice a week. Each time we got together Marcie introduced Sue to more girl on girl play. We didn't use the harnesses every time or the suction devices. 

A few days before the kids came home to discuss our ideas for a marriage contract Sue and Marcie planned a day they called shopping day. They went shopping at least twice a week together so Matt and I had trouble understanding what was special about this particular shopping day. Neither woman would tell us what made this shopping trip special.

Sue was up, dressed and had breakfast on the table by eight. As we ate she called Marcie and I listened closely to the conversation. They were good. I didn't learn a thing.

Sue was picked up at a little before nine. They wore loose dresses, smiled and laughed as they kissed me good-bye but I could sense that they were both nervous. As soon as they were gone I called Matt and we compared notes. We learned one thing but figured it didn't mean anything. Both were wearing bras but not panties. That wasn't unusual, but we were grasping at straws.

At about eleven my cell phone rang. It was Sue. "Honey, would it be Ok if the four of us went out for dinner tonight? Neither of us is going to feel like cooking or doing dishes."

"Sure! Fine with me. Should I make reservations somewhere?"

"How about The Olive Tree?"

"Great! What time?"

"Seven or seven-thirty? Is that too late?"

"Not for me. I'll have a late lunch and seven will be perfect. How's the shopping going?"

"You want a hint, don't you?" Sue asked. I could hear her smiling through the phone. She loved having a little secret.

"If you want to give me a hint, I'd love it."

"We're each buying identical gifts bringing them home, but not in a bag. There's your hint. See you at about six. At Matt and Marcie's. That gives Marcie and I time to shower and dress for dinner." She paused and I heard Marcie in the background. "Oh, yes, can Nick be at our house at six thirty? Then we can go from our place and come back and have a sleepover after dinner. Ok?"

I said I'd call Matt and arrange it. They didn't have their plan straight, but Matt and I would make it work. They told me they loved me and the call ended. I called Matt and replayed the call for him. I got together my clothes for the evening and for the next day and came over. I picked up a pizza on the way over. We watched football then at a little before six we showered, shaved and dressed. We left both bathrooms clean and ready for our ladies to return.

We shut off the TV when we heard Sue's car drive into the garage. I looked out the window and noticed they walked tenderly between the garage and the house. They each carried a bag from Macy's. We went out of the TV room and met them in the kitchen.

As they came through the door Matt asked, "What's wrong?"

Marcie looked at Matt and said, "Boys, we have good news and bad news. Please, have a seat in the living room and we'll tell you all about both."

We went and sat in the living room. They followed and carefully sat on the couch. Matt and I exchanged worried looks as we watched how slowly they lowered themselves to the couch.

Sue looked up at us and said, "The good news is that the pain we're in will go away soon."

Marcie added, "And, the results are something we think both of you will love!" They both nodded.

Sue resumed their tale; "We have been looking at catalogs and books over the last month or so. We got the idea that we wanted either a piercing or a tattoo..."

"We decided on a piercing. We visited a tattoo and piercing salon a week ago and looked at the options." Marcie said.

"We went back this morning and had it done. We had it done at the same time."

Marcie said, "I knew it would hurt and if I watched it hurt Sue I'd lose my nerve and chicken out, so Hank did mine while Carol did Sue. We held each other's hand and screamed when they pierced us."

Matt said, "You know we're both hard!"

Sue smiled and said, "Well, forget any thoughts of fucking for at least a week. We have to heal. If you touch us now we'll scream."

I asked, "I know from your walk that the piercing is in your pussy, but where?"

"The hood of our clits!" Sue said. "Carol showed us hers and explained the way it made sex more fun and made it easier to achieve orgasm. She also has a piercing in her lip down there, but she said it was more for looks than function."

"We decided function was better."

Matt asked, "Can we see?"

Both women spread for us and we saw two shiny gold rings about half an inch in diameter peeking out at the top of their slits. I was rock hard.

Matt dropped to his knees and crawled towards them. I dropped to my knees and followed his lead. Both women put their hands up protectively and said, "No touching!"

We got close and looked. I looked at Sue and Matt looked at Marcie. After nearly a minute I whispered, "Absolutely beautiful."

"Absolutely beautiful." Echoed Matt.

We switched places and looked again. After a time Marcie said, "Please stand up and open your pants. I'd love to suck you and swallow everything you give me."

Sue reached out and put a finger under Matt's chin, lifting him to stand. We unfastened our chinos and dropped them and our shorts to our knees. Our lovers leaned to us and our hard cocks disappeared into mouths. They held our hips and assisted us to pump in and out of their mouths. 

As I got closer to cumming Marcie used a hand to hold my balls and she managed to get all of me inside her mouth. I looked over at my brother with his cock in my wife's mouth and saw her pull back and move her mouth to suck on his balls. She held one of his balls in her mouth, made eye contact with me and winked.

At that moment Marcie released my cock and sucked on my left nut. It went into her mouth and I felt her tongue caressing me. It was enough! I shot my cum into her hair and onto her forehead. She hummed as I came and my knees went weak. She used her hands and arms to make sure I didn't fall.

Matt and I led our wives into the bathroom, undressed them tenderly and showered with them. We washed every part of them except their pussies. They took plenty of time and great care getting clean.  We dried them and put them on the bed in the master bedroom. I ordered Chinese food and when it came we ate and talked.

We talked about the cruise we planned. The people at the piercing salon told them, promised them, they would be fully functional before we boarded the ship. My eyes kept being drawn to the little gold ring on each pussy before me.

That night we cuddled, snuggled, caressed and kissed for hours. We moved between partners a few times and I told both women I loved them. They told me Matt told them, too. I have no idea when we went to sleep. It just happened.

We spent four days at their house. Sue called in and didn't go to work. I went on the forth day. We checked the healing every day. Sue remembered how light helped with healing after our kids were born so they sat in the back yard getting sunshine directly on their pusses for forty minutes in the morning and another forty minutes in the afternoon.

On day seven I was sitting at my computer and Sue came to me, barefoot all over, and whispered in my ear, "You're going to get lucky tonight!" Then she kissed my ear.

I know things happened between that whisper and when we finally went to bed, but I don't know what those things were.

Sue had always had a sensitive clit. It always took some time to build up to clit play with fingers, tongue or mouth. Over years of practice I knew to approach gently and take lots of time. Long before her dress came off I was sneaking kisses, touches and hugs. When we walked into the bedroom she took off her dress and put herself on the bed with her hips at the edge, legs spread and I noticed she was freshly shaved and the perfume of arousal filled the space.

I started kissing at her knee. She sat partially up, grabbed my hair and said, "If you don't lick my pussy in the next ten seconds I'm driving nude over to Matt!" 

I moved immediately to her pussy. I licked up from her taint and when I touched the gold ring Sue moaned. I backed off and did it again. She moaned again. I sucked on her lip and she said, "That pulls on the ring! Oh Nick, That feels so good!" 

Within a very few minutes she was squeezing my head with her thighs and arching her back in orgasm. The ring was a success! I loved the feelings of power I had as I took her to mind and body blowing orgasms, until she finally said, "I'm done. Please stop."

I stayed between her legs, resting my head on her lower belly. Minutes passed and I wondered if she had gone to sleep.

Finally she spoke. "Husband, You are the best lover a wife could ever want. I love your brother and I'll never say this in front of him or Marcie, but you are the best lover a woman could ever want."

She rolled to the side and reached into a bedside drawer, bringing back some lube. She lubed her ass and my cock and said, "My pussy is too sensitive for you right now, but I'd love to feel you filling my butt."

I lasted as long as I could but the sight and feeling of her gift was too overwhelming and sexy for me to last long. She felt me swell and felt my shot pulse into her and said, "Yes! Fill me up! I love you!"

She had me stay inside until shrinkage had me slip out. I used tissues to clean up, and then we got up and showered again. As we washed she asked, "Have we noticed our water bill has gone up with Matt and Marcie?"

"Yes, and from where I stand, it's been worth it."

We slept with me spooned behind Sue. We were shocked awake by the phone. I hit the speakerphone button and heard Marcie scream, "Oh my God! I think I came twenty times!"

Sue asked, "And how did you do after Matt touched you?"

They both laughed. Marcie and Sue talked for at least half an hour. I listened for a few minutes and then went to the kitchen and made a sandwich. When I came back Sue led me to the shower and started the water flowing. We kissed and she said, "These are the golden years. I didn't know life could be this good."

We washed each other, shampooed and shaved each other and smiled as we did everything. The rest of our day we did things from our To-Do lists and every time we passed or came near each other we acted like teenagers in heat.

The weekend the kids were coming home arrived. For the three days before they arrived we kept reminding each other of what we couldn't do when they were home.

I strolled into the kitchen fresh from my shower and Sue said, "We can't be naked when the kids are home." I went back and got dressed.

We were driving to Matt and Marcie's and Sue stroked my cock through my slacks. I let her do it for about six blocks and then asked, "Mom, what are you doing to Dad?" Her hand jerked away and she said, "Oops!"

Matt and Marcie confirmed that they were having troubles too.

All the kids arrived Friday evening. Marcie and Sue cooked and we all had dinner together. The conversation was normal catching up conversation. They told us what they were doing and we told them we were going on a cruise. We were appropriately enthusiastic about their lives and they showed interest in our cruise. 

At a little after ten they started moving towards the end of the evening. Matt, Marcie and their kids went back to Matt and Marcie's. Our kids settled into the guest room and what used to be Josh's room. 

In our bedroom we tried to be quiet. We got into bed and as we snuggled we heard the noises of other people in the house. Then we heard the unmistakable noises of people having sex. Sue found my hand and put it on her pussy, so my index finger was against her gold ring. I moved my finger slowly, carefully and she moaned softly.




It Ain't Necessarily So Ch. 02



I admit it. We got carried away. A minute or so of manipulation of her ring and she was stroking me with her hand. I tossed the covers back and crawled between her legs. A little lube applied to her opening and we were sliding together. I used my thumb to continue stimulating her clit. Sue held her legs up and wide.

We were both showing a sheen of sweat when we heard Donna's muffled scream from down the hall. Sue was already close and she let go and screamed as her orgasm arrived. She screamed, "Yes! Nick, Yes!"

Two seconds later we realized the scream we'd heard was Donna, not Marcie. Our intention to be discreet had just been blown apart. It was quiet the rest of the night.

In the morning I got up, showered, dressed and went to the kitchen to start coffee. Sue got up and went to the shower. Donna wanted to talk to her Mom and had walked in on her in the shower all the time she was growing up, so she walked into our bathroom just as Sue stepped out of the shower. The first things she noticed were the gold ring and that Sue was bald "down there."

"I'm sorry!" She said and started to back out.

Sue said, "Sorry for what? You haven't done anything wrong."

"I saw you!" Donna said, with her eyes closed.

"You've seen me naked all your life."

"Not like that!"

"Is there something wrong? Donna, talk to me." Sue got her towel and started drying off.

"Mom... how long have you had that?" She pointed at the ring.

"A few weeks. It makes sex more fun."

"Yeah, we heard you last night!"

"We heard you too. Those are wonderful noises."

"Did Dad ask you to get pierced?"

"Nope. I did it as a gift to both of us. It's wonderful."

Sue got dressed while they talked. Donna noticed she didn't put on panties. She asked, "No panties?"

"Nope. In order to keep the piercing healthy it needs fresh air. I don't leak like when I was younger, so I seldom wear panties any more."

"Wow! Things have changed around here."

Sue put an arm around her daughter and said, "Let's go have breakfast."

At eleven both families were back together. Matt passed out the outline of our new law proposal and the sample agreement we'd come up with. While the kids read, Sue took Marcie out the back door. They told me later that both had been caught being different. Marcie's daughter had come into their bedroom looking for fingernail clippers, which she remembered were kept in the drawer of the bedside table. Matt's harness and dildo were in that drawer. It took a while to calm things down in their family.

By three the kids had discussed the law and implications enough that they wanted permission to take over the project. It was what I wanted so I agreed easily. Matt, Marcie and Sue went along too. We were all still in the living room and Donna asked, "Can I ask questions?"

I knew her questions were not about the law. We all nodded. She said, "This morning I learned more than I wanted to know about my Mom and Dad. I found out that Kathy learned things about her Dad and Mom too. I'm confused. You aren't the people who raised us!"

I asked, "Is there a question in there?"

"Yes! What did you do with our parents?"

Matt said, "We learned something recently. We'll tell you about it in hopes that you are better prepared for it than we were. I think of adulthood as being in three phases. Phase one is education, college, starting a career and getting married. Phase two is parenthood. Life is focused on being parents and teaching kids everything we know. Then you guys pushed us into phase three; life without kids. We're back in it's just us, only the rules have changed. Our bodies changed. Sex is different. Menopause came along and messed with our hormones. So, we adapt. I use a dildo sometimes to please my wife, because I can't last as long as I used to. We use lube because women of a certain age don't naturally lube as easily as they used to. Some nerve endings have either gone on vacation or have retired, so we do what we can to enhance our pleasure."

I added, "No, we aren't the people who raised you, but we remember them. We're proud to have been them. We do still love you. And, by the way, you've changed too. The first seventeen years you lived in this house you didn't scream in orgasm once, Donna."

"Oh. Right." Donna said. She blushed too.

The atmosphere was more like a house full of adult friends after that. At a private moment my son punched my shoulder gently and smiled as he said, "Way to go, Dad." We said our good-byes later that night and knew the kids would be headed to their homes early Sunday morning.

I noticed that we shared with Matt and Marcie often. Sometimes with simple being together, sometimes with me in Marcie's bed and sometime all of us in the same house or other combinations. Our preparations for the cruise progressed and we crossed days off the calendar in both kitchens.

The night before we drove to San Diego to get aboard the ship we slept at Matt and Marcie's. Their house was nearer to the freeway to San Diego. Our bags were packed and stowed in our mini-van before we went to bed. Clothes were set out for the trip. An ice chest was loaded with everything but ice. A bag of snacks for the three-hour drive was in the back seat.

Matt and I flipped a coin at eight in the morning and he drove. As we got in the van I wondered if he won or I did. Our wives sat on the bench seat behind the driver and shotgun seats. We talked and laughed as we drove south. Some of the comments were sexual in nature.

Marcie asked, "Do they have metal detectors before you get on a ship?"

Sue said, "Will our rings set off the alarms?"

I turned and said, "Excuse me lady, it seems your pussy is setting off our alarms. I'll need to inspect your orifices."

Marcie said, "Only with your mouth, kind Sir. Only with your mouth."

Matt was in the car pool lane going seventy when I unfastened my seatbelt and dropped to my knees facing Marcie and Sue. I lifted Marcie's skirt and dove face first into her lap. I licked and tugged on her ring until she rewarded me with her first cum of our vacation.

As she calmed Sue said, "Please Mr. Inspector, I set off the metal detector too." Her legs were spread and I dove in. When I looked up a minute later Marcie was kissing Sue as a lover not a sister. Sue was noisy, screaming her way through an orgasm. I resumed my seat and attached my seat belt.

Matt asked, "Well, did they pass your personal inspection?"

"For the moment, Yes. I suspect that repeated inspections will be necessary."

"Good idea." Both women said.

As we went through the pre-boarding process we moved from one table to the next and at the forth table I noticed the woman at the table looked at me funny. The only other people around us were Matt and our wives. I asked the woman at the desk, "As I came up to the desk you made a face for a few seconds. Was it something I said?"

She was about our age and blushed as she said, "I'll be blunt. You all smell like sex!"

We laughed and Matt said, "That's because on the way here he was eating pussy!" He pointed at me. I said, "Guilty, and proud."

She said, "As nice as that is, I think you should use the restroom and wash the smell off." She signed our documents and then said, "You're making us old folks jealous."

We did find restrooms and I washed my face. The bathroom soap had a fragrance so I was pretty sure I no longer smelled like sex.

Our vacation was incredible! The time at sea was romantic, breathtaking and exciting. As we stood on our balcony on day two we saw a pod of six gray whales headed north. They were naked and so were we. At each stop we did adventures. Snorkeling near Cabo, a zip line in Mazatlan and a ride through the jungle. On the days at sea Marcie introduced Sue to the top free deck and they both tanned their wonderful tits for everyone to see. Our last stop was Puerto Vallarta. Marcie read all the possible shore excursions and decided she wanted to go on the tour of a national park like the Everglades where she could see crocodiles. Matt, Sue and I didn't want to go. We were worried about mosquitoes and the heat. She dressed in shorts and a bikini top with a light over blouse, kissed us good-bye and went with a dozen other people to the bus. The shore excursion guide said they would be gone two and a half to three hours.

Matt and I went to one of the lounges and watched a college football game. Sue watched for the first quarter and then left us, saying she would be back in the second half.

One minute into halftime the PA system came on and an announcement was made, "Would passengers Matthew Peterson, Nick Peterson and Susan Peterson please come to the boarding ramp on deck five." The voice repeated the message while Matt and I were already in motion. We were on deck eleven. When we got in the elevator Matt asked, "What could it be?" We looked at each other without a clue what IT could be... and we were scared.

When the elevator doors opened I heard Sue scream and begin crying. We ran and suddenly stopped. Coming aboard was a gurney covered with a bloody sheet. Crewmembers were holding Sue back while other crew moved the gurney through the entry. Matt was quick! He got past everyone and uncovered the body, confirming our worst nightmare. The mangled body was indeed Marcie! 

Her legs were gone! Her hips were bitten and ripped. Her hands and arms were damaged. The bikini top was all she had on. Blood was everywhere.

Matt collapsed and so did Sue. Something in me clicked and I knew I had to hold it together for Matt and Sue. A crewman covered her again and we all moved to the medical cabin. The on-board doctor explained to me what happened. I listened, knowing neither Matt nor Sue would remember what was said.

"A few minutes into the tour a large croc attacked the boat, suddenly. Mrs. Peterson was moving between seats when it attacked and was tossed overboard. Another bigger croc was near the boat on the side where she fell and instantly attacked. In the fight the crew of the boat were able to retrieve part of Mrs. Peterson. The two crocs fought over her remains while the boat pilot got the boat and everyone else to safety."

He gave Matt and Sue something and helped me get them back to our cabins. He gave me two pills and said they were for me, later when I felt I needed them. He gave me a small bottle of other pills and said they were for Matt and Sue; if I felt they needed them.

When he left I helped Sue move from our bed into bed with Matt. Whatever he gave them had both of them sleep. It wasn't good sleep. It was fitful and punctuated with cries and Matt exclaiming, "No!" without waking up. I left the sliding door to the balcony open and stood at the railing, crying.

My heart was broken, shocked and devastated. I had a million thoughts about our lives, about the last few months where we discovered the freedom to love each other. Where we explored aspects of loving we hadn't ever considered. I even had a stay thought about her gold ring ending up inside a crocodile.

Marcie was brought aboard at three in the afternoon, or about three. When Sue woke up it was after eleven. I was still on the balcony. She softly asked, "Nick?"

I was beside her, on my knees, in a second. Her eyes asked the questions and mine answered. We held each other and cried, quietly. We held on and I let go enough to sob in my own grief for the first time. 

Sue kissed me and whispered, "We need to take care of Matt now."

"Now and forever." I said. We kissed again. We were quiet for a time and Matt reached over us both and put his hand on my shoulder. He whispered, "I feel like I should die. I should have been there to save her. It was my job!"

Sue turned and faced my brother. She held his face in her hands and said, "Please don't die. I love you. I need you. Nick needs you." She kissed him and seeing the tenderness, the love and caring, I cried too. A minute later they were back asleep.  

After midnight I called and got sandwiches, sodas and chips sent to our room. None of us had eaten since lunch. The steward came in and set the tray on the desk. As he left I saw a sign on the door. It said, "Please be quiet. The family inside is in mourning. Please do not disturb." The Captain signed it.

I closed the door and said, softly, "That's what this feeling is."

At the desk I ate half a sandwich and half a chocolate chip cookie. I thought about opening a soda, but I didn't. I thought about getting blind drunk, but I didn't. Getting drunk would not help any of us.

At dawn Sue woke me. My neck hurt from sleeping in the chair and when I looked at Sue's face I burst into tears again. She helped me onto the bed and I went back to sleep.

For the rest of the cruise Sue and Matt never left the cabin. The stewards cleaned our cabin and we moved into it while they cleaned the other one. I made all the arrangements for Marcie's body, the funeral and interment. I made twelve ship-to-shore calls to friends and family and asked them to make whatever other calls needed to be made. When I spoke to all our kids they agreed to meet us at home, not in San Diego.

Matt stayed out of it until we were back in San Diego. He helped with luggage from the dock to the van and handed me the keys to the van. He said, "You better drive. I might be tempted to drive us into a ditch." I took the keys. He sat on the bench and Sue held him all the way home. We went to our house. Every time I noticed the empty shotgun seat I lost a few tears.

We made sure he ate, showered and got him into bed. He slept alone that night, until about three when we heard him crying. We joined him and stayed with him the rest of the night.

The second day back was the funeral. Friends put things together and all we needed to do was get dressed. At the end of the funeral Matt stood up, looked at the fifty or so people gathered and said, "I have loved Marcie well over half my life. My heart has a hole in it that cannot be filled. If it had not been for the love of my brother and his wife Sue I would have fed myself to the crocs. I grieved all the way home and will hold grief in my heart for the rest of my life. It's time to live again. It's what Marcie would want." He paused and said, "I want to thank each of you for being here, honoring Marcie and me with your love."

He stepped to his next-door neighbors and hugged them. He hugged every person at the funeral and whispered something to each one. Many of them came and hugged us as well. Matt was back. Our kids, all of them, acted like one family. I realized they had always been one family.

He stayed with us a few more days and we found him with tear tracks often. One day I found a note on the kitchen table. "Went for a walk. Need to talk to both of you when I get back. Matt."

He sat us down and started the speech he'd been thinking for days. "I need to go home. There are a thousand details I need to take care of. I can't cry my life away."

Sue held up her hand. Matt stopped. Sue said, "I waited for you to come back before I spoke. You're back. Nick's back, too. I know what happened almost killed all three of us. Every moment I could think, I've thought about the answer to life's persistent question: what's next? I have some thoughts."

I said, "We're listening." Matt nodded.

"For months we've lived like four people married and living in two houses. Before we went on vacation Marcie and I talked about selling one house and living together for the rest of our lives."

I said, "We should do it! It hurts to think of Matt not being with us." Matt cried and nodded.

Sue said, "I don't want you to decide now. I want you to sit with this, and then decide. If it had been the four of us neither of you would ever have slept alone. The noises of loving would have been shared. That's not true any more. What we did was share. What happens when it's taking turns with me instead of sharing?" She took a breath and looked at each of us before she spoke again. 

"I love you both. I love being loved by each of you and love being ganged up on once in a while too. I don't know that I'm woman enough to take care of both of you. Matt, do what you need to do at your house, with Nick with you. Tomorrow night I'll make dinner and we'll talk again. Ok?"

We nodded. I didn't trust my voice so I didn't speak. Sue stood up and said, "I'm going for a walk. I don't want company. I will cry as I walk. I need to talk to Marcie, my best friend to process life and she's not here. I'll talk to her as I walk." She walked out the front door.

Matt said, "What are you thinking?"

"You're my brother. What I have is yours. I've learned since the day I fixed your plumbing is that this is how it should have been forever. Imagine raising our kids in a home with two Dads, two Mom's. Our kids are grown and know the four of us have been lovers. If it had been me that died I would expect you to have offered your heart and home to Sue."

"I've heard of a man with two wives, but a woman with two husbands?"

"Do you love her?" I asked.

"You know I do."

"I watched how, in her grief and yours, you sheltered each other. I didn't feel left out. I felt just how I've felt many times. I'm the older brother. I handled what needed handling and loved both of you. I'm the husband and as natural as breathing you're the husband, too. When you came back, I was included. I've always been included and so are you."

Matt said, "Then tomorrow we start getting my house ready to sell. We conference about what comes here from my house and what needs to happen here to make the transition as easy as possible. Marcie's car needs to be sold, unless Sue wants it. I need to change paperwork all over town and I'm sure we'll think of things I'm not thinking of."

Less than an hour later Sue came in. True to her word her face showed tear tracks and she came into my arms straight from the door. From my arms she went to Matt. Her first words were, "Forget dinner tomorrow night. I need to talk now." She sat facing us after she put us on the couch. "I talked it through with Marcie. She says we should sell her car and her house. We should give all her clothes away and keep her toy box. Matt should move in here as soon as possible. She also said we should avoid anywhere that has crocodiles!"

We all smiled. The pain was receding, a little. We knew it would never be gone, but receding was good. We also knew it was something that Marcie would have said. Matt and I also knew it was exactly what we had concluded while Sue was out communicating with a ghost.

That night the three of us slept, again, in the same bed. For half the night Sue spooned with her butt against my front. She crawled over Matt in the middle of the night, used the bathroom and spooned him when she came back. In the morning she said she was buying a bigger bed. I smiled and both Matt and I offered her our credit cards.

Within a week his house was on the market. Sue found a shelter for women and gave them all Marcie's wonderful clothes and shoes. She knew she could wear a lot of what she gave, but she also figured Matt would be reminded unnecessarily whenever she wore anything of Marcie's. She gave it all away. 

Matt took Marcie's car to CarMax and sold it. I went with him and drove us home after the sale. When we got home he said, "We haven't talked about money." He was right. Responsible adults talk about money.

That night Matt made dinner and as we ate we talked money. We talked about household responsibilities and the answer to life's persistent question: what's next? 

Matt said, "If Marcie were here she'd probably say we should do something fun, something we've never done before. We nodded and Sue asked, "Like what?"

Matt stood up and said, "You remember when Sue went for a walk and talked with Marcie's ghost? I drive. I'll be gone a while; we have a lot to talk about. In fact, plan on me being here after breakfast. I love you both." He kissed Sue and went out the back door quickly.




It Ain't Necessarily So Ch. 02



When he was gone Sue said, "We left so we could play and make all the noise we want."

I felt tears well up. The night before Marcie died she had been with me. Sue's eyes filled too and she sat in my lap. We didn't hurry and when we got to the bedroom she got my harness and helped me put it on. I didn't want to penetrate her immediately so I kissed her, caressed her and gave her three or four oral orgasms before we slid together. She had given me plenty of lube before I got all the way inside. As I hit bottom she asked, "Can you go slowly and kiss me often?"

"I can try. In about half an hour, let me know how I'm doing." I whispered. 

We mated like sloths. Sue cried and whispered often as we moved together. I didn't totally understand the tears but I didn't need to.

She kissed me hard, shoved her tongue in my mouth and when the kiss ended she said, "Pound me! Love me! I love you, Nick!"

When she came during the pounding she screamed into a pillow and shook hard. I pulled out and lay next to her. She rested a moment and then removed the harness and sucked me into hardness. She climbed above me and said, "Please Sir, may I have some more?"

As she asked she invaginated me and rode me to more than a rodeo buckle championship. When I was ready to cum she switched positions and swallowed my gift. We both slept on wet spots. They were very close together. 

In the morning Matt came back, in time for lunch. I had to be at work at one. When I came home that night they met me at the kitchen door. They stripped me and took me to the shower. All three of us got very clean and the process was better than the getting clean.

For all our lives Matt and I had seen each other naked. At about six my Dad started telling me that certain things were forever off limits. Touching my brother's "tool" was one of those things. When I was twelve he told me the same thing, but used more explicit language. When he talked to Matt a year later Matt and I talked. We did a lot of things, as many brothers probably did, but we never touched each other's penises. On a campout we sat in the dark well after midnight and jerked off in sight of each other. That was the first of at least a thousand times we watched each other.

That night the three of us were in the shower and Sue was between us, facing Matt. He and I were soaping her torso by reaching around her. She was facing Matt and I was soaping her front. He was soaping her back and butt. On one pass he bumped into my hard on. On the next pass he bumped me again. He bumped me with the back of his hand so I tried to not have it mean anything.

The next time his hand came down from her hip he moved his hand and grasped my cock!

I froze. He held it without moving. I looked down and saw his hand holding my cock against Sue's ass. 

I looked up and saw his face over Sue's shoulder. If ever a human's face was a question mark, Matt's face was. Sue hadn't moved. She said, "You've loved each other all your lives. You're both married to me. You've both been inside me at the same time." She paused and said, "Your Dad and his beliefs are dead."

She waited a long time then she slid her soapy body from between us and pushed us together. My hand reached and found his cock. We were both hard. I'd only ever held my cock. His felt very different. 

Sue shut off the water, but didn't open the shower door. She said, "Nick, kiss me, but don't let go of Matt." I turned to her and kissed her. Her tongue probed my mouth and her hands pinched my nipples. When she ended the kiss she said, "Thank you. Matt, kiss me, but don't let go of Nick." I was inches away from their kiss. When it ended she put her hands on our hands and gave us a short lesson in jacking each other off.

It didn't take more than the one short lesson. We stroked and moaned and stroked harder and faster. We hunched a little and straightened up as Matt said, "Now!" and squirted his load on my cock and belly. Two or three strokes later I returned the gift. 

Sue surprised me. She dropped to her knees and licked both of us clean. A few licks of Matt then a few of me, back and forth until we were clean. She stood and kissed me, then Matt. She put a hand on my back and one on his. I felt her hand pressing. She said, "Kiss him. You've wanted to your whole lives."

We leaned forward and for the first time in our lives we kissed a man. It lasted as long as it lasted and then it ended. We each pulled back maybe an inch. I looked at his face to see if he was going to hit me, be angry, and call me a fag or what.

Neither of us said anything for a long time, then we leaned forward and kissed again. In the forth or fifth kiss I opened my mouth and Matt pressed his tongue inside. My arms went around him, his went around me. I felt my cock against his.

I broke the kiss and said, "I love you and I'm getting cold." The moment was over.

Sue opened the shower door and she dried herself and us. The three of us went to bed and whispered for hours. In the whispering we included further exploration and kissing.

When Sue pulled the covers up she said, "I guess this means I don't always get the middle any more, huh?"

She was in the middle. Matt and I reached over her and held hands as we fell asleep.

A week later we had a king-sized bed in the main bedroom. Matt and I had painted the bedroom and with Sue's help we had bought new sheets and comforter. We got the sheets and comforter from Pendleton. They looked very manly. I asked Sue if the transformation was really Ok with her.

"For years I played the role of Mommy and then Mom. I was the housekeeper. You were the breadwinner, the Dad, Mr. Fixit and the coach. I'm ashamed to admit it but everything in the house pleased me or was for the kids. I'm sure both Marcie and I gave you two rooms, the garage and the basement. Things are different now. I don't have a husband. I have two! You don't have a wife; you have a wife, a brother with privileges, a helper and two lovers. I think it's quite appropriate for us to have a masculine bedroom."

Matt smiled and said; "I think we should get a moose's head for the wall."

Sue laughed and said, "I'm not happy about spreading my legs for a dead moose to watch!"

Two days later, while both Sue and I were at work, Matt came home with a moose head and mounted it on the wall near the foot of our bed. Then he took a four-inch wide strip of black cloth and tied a blindfold over the moose's eyes. Two hours later we came home and were greeted with dinner on the table. Of all the things Matt cooks it was my favorite: Meatloaf made with turkey meat, smashed potatoes, broccoli and corn. We washed in the kitchen and sat down for dinner.

As the three of us did the dishes Matt said, "I got you a present, Sue."

"I don't need a present. I already have everything."

"I also got me a present. My present is linked to your present."

I asked, using my best little boy voice, "What about me? I want a present, too!"

Matt paused and said, "Your present is that you get to see the present first."

"That's not a present!"

"Yes it is. Trust me. You'll love seeing it first. Sue have a seat. We'll be right back."

He held my hand and led me to our bedroom. The door was closed. He whispered, "You can do anything you want except use words, Ok?"

I shrugged and said, "Ok." He opened the door. I didn't see any present. I stepped into the room and saw the moose and the blindfold. We both laughed and laughed hard. I knew it would be up there forever and never see a thing. I also knew this was not the last funny thing my brother would do.

We went back to Sue and she got up and said, "Can I have the present now?"

Matt said, "Not yet." We undressed her without much help from her. We left her clothes on the couch and walked her to the bedroom door. At the door Matt produced another strip of black cloth and blindfolded Sue. She protested. We didn't listen. We both said, "You're really going to like it. Really!"

When she had the blindfold on Matt took one of her hands and I took the other. Matt opened the bedroom door and we helped her onto her back in the middle of the bed. I bent and began kissing her, touching her neck, ears and chest. Matt got between her legs and said, "When you cum, Nick will remove the blindfold. Take your time, there's no hurry." His face touched her pussy and she moaned. 

She said, "I don't need a blindfold to have either of you eat me."

Mat resumed eating her. When she moaned Matt's tongue had overpowered her upset about the blindfold. We hoped.

She relaxed and moaned more often. She lifted her head and found my cock. She sucked it in and did her best to suck me dry. It worked. Seconds after I came Sue screamed with my cock still in her mouth. 

I withdrew and stood beside the bed. Matt stayed between her legs. I grabbed the blindfold and slowly loosened it. When it was loose I jerked it away and Sue looked right at the moose. We waited and a second passed before she started laughing. We all laughed and I knew that poor moose would be blind forever.

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It Ain't Necessarily So Ch. 03



This story has three parts. Somewhere in the three parts these things will show up: (they are not listed in order of appearance) new bras, menopause, a funeral, dildos, honesty, a 4some, mfmf, mmf, mfm, mm, a cruise, a crocodile, trading husbands/wives, sex toys, suckling, nudity, harnesses, coitus and oral sex. If you didn't read the first two chapters the odds are good this chapter won't make much sense.



On the day that was exactly one hundred eighty days after Marcie's funeral Matt's cell phone rang. He and I were in my truck headed for the hardware store when it rang. He dug it out of his pocket, looked at the screen and said, "It's Victoria Keith. Why would she be calling me?"

"One sure way to find out." I said.

He answered. "Matt Peterson." I didn't learn much from the call as I listened to only half the conversation, but I knew she had invited him for something. His answer was that he'd call her back soon.

When he hung up he said, "I think I'm officially available. Victoria invited me to dinner tomorrow night."

"Are you going?"

"I can't go! I'm married." He looked at me knowing he, Sue and I were the only ones who knew he was married, to my wife. He didn't ask out loud but his eyes asked, 'Big brother, what do I do?'

I said, "Call Sue. Tell her what just happened. Ask for her advice." While he talked to Sue on the phone I turned us around and we went home. Just before we were home Matt hung up. "She wants a minute to think."

"All she gets is a minute." I said as we parked in our driveway. Sue met us by the back door. She handed Matt a tray with a pitcher of iced tea and three glasses. We sat on our deck and talked.

Sue said, "I think you should accept, if you like Victoria ."

"But..."

"No but! The rest of the world sees you as a widower, imposing on his brother and his wife. They don't know you're married to me and screwing my ass off as well as loving Nick."

"I'm confused."

"Go to dinner. Victoria 's a good woman. Not her fault she outlived Carl. She knows the pain of loss. She gets to be alone every night and spends her day looking for a way to fill her mind, heart and hands. When she called you she was saying, "I waited as long as I could. I already know what kind of man you are and I'm telling you I'm interested."

I said, "Instead of looking at this like you're cheating on us, look at it like you're interviewing for a forth for our family. If Victoria fits, she can join us."

Both Matt and Sue smiled at that. Sue said, "Accept! You'll find out if she can cook, if she can carry her part of a conversation and if you have thoughts about ripping her clothes off."

"I already know the answer to that part of the question." His phone came out and he dialed Victoria. She answered on the first ring. Matt said, "Victoria , I've cancelled my dinner with the President. I'd love to have dinner with you tomorrow night." The rest of the call was details. 

Their first date was scheduled for six-thirty with him coming for dinner and then they were going to a play. They didn't go to the play. They sat in her living room and talked until very late. As Matt told the story he didn't reach for her or touch her all evening. When he felt like he needed to come home, he stood up and she stood in his way and asked for a kiss. He hesitated, he said, because he thought about Sue, not Marcie. She said she understood, hugged him quickly and sent him home. We concluded that she believed he hesitated because he was thinking of Marcie.

The next day Sue got a call from Victoria . She told us about it when she came home.

"Victoria has it bad." Sue said. "The more the two of you talked the deeper she went. I understand completely. Loving either of you is easy."

Matt asked, "Did she call you to share, to process or to ask for your help in catching me?"

"A little of all three."

"What do I do?"

Sue sat next to Matt and held his hands. She asked, "If you close your eyes and imagine the three of us in bed together, can you put Victoria in that picture? Could she love all three of us?"

Matt opened his mouth and Sue touched a finger to his lips. "Shhhh. Think about it. This is an important question. I'm selfish. I don't want to lose you. I already know how to share and I like it. I love it. I ask you to think about Victoria as a possible addition to the family. If she fits in your mind, then pursue her and bring her into the family. If she fits, we all win."

Sue kissed Matt and he returned her kiss. She got up and went to the bathroom. Matt looked at me and said, "We are lucky to be married to her. She loves us both!"

I didn't trust my own voice so I just nodded. Matt's cell phone rang. He looked at it and said, "It's Ayla Thompkins! What's going on?"

"All the widows and single women in our age group are in the hunt! Answer it!"

"This is Matt." Ten minutes later he hung up. Sue was sitting in my lap, waiting for the report. Matt stuck his phone in his pocket and said, "I won't be here for dinner tonight. I have my choice of baked chicken with veggies or salmon. I got the feeling I'm to be dessert."

"Go! Enjoy the free food, being with a woman who wants to be with you and remember the two questions. If you close your eyes and imagine the three of us in bed together, can you put Ayla in that picture? Could she love all three of us?"

He showered, shaved and dressed for his date. When he came into the kitchen where Sue and I were cooking he looked good, but a little sad.

Sue kissed him hard enough to start a fire and held on after the kiss ended. "Don't worry. You're in the perfect position to be looking at both Victoria and Ayla. You already have a wife who loves you and is open to having a new sister. I'm also sure Nick is open to having us be a foursome."

"I am and I know I trust you to bring us someone who works for all of us. Now, go have fun."

As he opened the back door he smiled and said, "Ok, Dad." The sadness was at least submerged.

He went out the back door and Sue said, "I feel good about Ayla. She Marcie and I served on a couple of committees when the kids were in school together. Josh dated her daughter for a while."

I asked, "If you close your eyes and imagine the three of us in bed together, can you put Ayla in that picture? Could she love all three of us?"

"I think I could see that." She served up our dinner and added, "I think I'd like that."

We ate and cleaned up. Sue spilled something on her skirt while we cleaned up. She took it off, rinsed it and tossed it in the washer. I volunteered to get more dirty clothes and start the wash. Three minutes later were standing by the washer, naked and starting the machine. I took Sue in my arms and said, "I love you. I love the way you think, the way you feel in my arms, the way it looks when you kiss my brother and I think, most of all, I love the way you love." We kissed.

She guided me towards the bedroom and I am a good follower, sometimes. We made it to the bed and spent the evening being very friendly, passionate, intimate and lovers. One of us made a lot of noise. One of us got a hickie... or two. We were asleep by midnight. Matt wasn't home.

Sue got up at about three to pee. When she came back to bed she asked, "Do we ground him for being out all night?"

I held her close. We kissed and I asked, "Matt's in bed with Ayla. He's already been inside her. How do you feel?"

She hesitated. In a voice just loud enough for me to hear she said, "I'm afraid. What if she rejects us? What if Matt is forced to choose? What if..."

I kissed her again and said, "We'll deal. I've loved you more than half my life. If he needs Ayla and needs her strong enough to end what we have, we'll survive. We'll dance at their wedding and do our best to have them be happy."

"I love you Nick Peterson." We kissed a few more times and fell asleep.

Very soon after we fell asleep again I woke up, hearing the back door open and close. The clock read 3:35am. I wondered what was wrong. I was about to wake Sue when the bedroom light came on.

Sue and I sat up, instantly fully awake. Matt was standing in the doorway with Ayla standing beside him. He looked happier than I'd seen him since the cruise. Before he could say anything Ayla said, "I know everything! How do I get into the family?"

Sue asked, "What do you mean, you know everything?" I noticed Sue was uncovered to her waist and both breasts had new hickies.

Matt answered, "Marcie told her. Before the cruise Marcie talked to her about us, our family, and told her everything. I think Marcie wanted to bring her in with us."

I said, "It's four in the morning."

Ayla said, "I'm sixty years old! I've waited. I know that one of the questions you all have is only answerable right there!" She pointed at the bed I was in. "I want the answer too!" She pulled her shirt up and off. Matt helped her get rid of her bra. Sue got out of bed, knelt and helped Ayla get her shoes off, then helped get rid of her slacks.

Sue looked over at me and said, "I like how she smells." Sue also smiled when she said it.

"But how does she taste?" I asked.

Matt answered, "I get first taste. After all, she might be my fiance'e by breakfast."

"Whoa! Cowboy. Is this a race?" I asked.

"Fiance'e is not the same as married. I think the word means intention or something like it. I intend to be part of the family. But I'm terrified I did something you may not forgive me for. Marcie told me about the gold rings. Marcie told me where you got them and why. The day after you left on the cruise I went to the shop where you went and..." She pulled her panties down and we saw her gold ring.

Sue sat down on the bed. She looked at Ayla and said, "You've wanted in for a while haven't you?"

Ayla nodded and tears filled her eyes. "I have so much to tell all three of you. I cried for weeks when Marcie died. I knew she hadn't said anything to any of you about including me. I knew Matt knew she'd had a lady lover for years and that he didn't know who it was. My husband knew I had a lover too, but he didn't know who. He knew I had one way back in college too, but not the way I loved Marcie."

Sue pulled her close and helped her onto the bed. They kissed as Matt and I hardened. When the kiss ended Sue said, "Matt, if you don't taste her soon you'll be second."

He was first. He kissed her pussy. Sue got her mouth and I gave my full attention to her chest. As I sucked on her nipple I wondered if all she said was true. After her first orgasm Matt joined with her and it wasn't long until he unloaded inside her. 

"Thank you Matt, you're wonderful. Can I beg for more? Can you wear the strap-on Marcie showed me and do me long and hard?"

Sue lubed her cunt as Matt strapped into his harness and entered Ayla. After a few strokes Ayla reached for me and sucked me until I gave her what she wanted. She cleaned my juices off me and then reached for Sue. She twisted around on the bed until her head was between Sue's thighs and her tongue was lapping at Sue's gold ring.

I used a finger on Ayla's ring and she moaned, lifted her hips and moaned louder as Matt kept pumping in and out of her.

She shook and shook harder before she came. Her legs twitched and she screamed into Sue's pussy. I pinched a nipple and pressed on her clit. She screamed louder and ounces of her juices shot from her, all over Matt and the bed. She collapsed and was out for a few seconds. Her body twitched in aftershocks even while she was out. Matt pulled out and the three of us started clean up.

By the time we were in a dry bed the sun was starting to shine. Matt on one edge, me on the other with Sue closest to me and Ayla next to her. We adjusted for comfort and intimacy and fell asleep.

Sue had forgotten she had a dentist's appointment. She had set our alarm early the night before and at nine it went off. We all sat up, Sue said "Dentist!" and started to get up. Ayla shook Matt and asked, "Am I your fiance'e?"

He said, "Yes! Nick?"

I said, "Sue?"

Sue said, "Yes! Nick?"

"You're in. Details to follow."

Ayla borrowed a phone and called her work. As soon as someone answered she said, "I have a family emergency. I won't be in today." There was a pause and she said, "This emergency is a good one. I promise I'll tell you about it tomorrow." She hung up. 

Matt wrapped an arm around her and asked, "Who knew about our date last night?"

Ayla blushed and said, "I just told her too much! She knows we fucked! By now the whole company knows I got laid last night.

I rolled to her and said, "They don't know anything about this morning."

"Oh, my God! I get both of you!" 

Sue came out of the bathroom, dressed and ready to go. She smiled as I lubed Ayla and pushed inside her. She said, "You get them both this morning, tonight and whenever you want. You also get me and all of us get you. You sure this is what you want?"

I pulled all the way out and Ayla sat up, saying, "Yes! This is what I want!"

Sue said, "Good! Then after you clean up the bed, can you make breakfast for y'all. I've gotta go."

I was pumping Ayla good and Matt was kissing her. I said, "We'll take care of everything. We love you."

We played for a while and then stopped. We snuggled and slept for a couple hours. We cleaned up the bedroom, started laundry and Ayla made omelets for breakfast, at noon. As we cleaned up breakfast Sue walked in.

She smiled and said, "You know this house almost always smells like sex?"

Ayla wiped her hands on a dishtowel and went to Sue, embraced her, kissed her gently and said, "What can I get you, do for you, do with you, my sister?"

"We can sit as a family for the rest of the day and make new sense of our lives. The dentist remarked that I was the calmest I've ever been today. That's because my head was here."

She went into the room we used as office and computer room and got a pad and a few writing tools. We sat around the table and talked. As we talked we each made notes. Mostly we made notes to ourselves about things we needed to do. We also made notes about when things needed to happen. There were financial decisions to be made and discussions about those decisions.

Ayla said, "I've talked to a friend who's a realtor. Here's my thinking: I sell my house and pay for a room addition to this house. An addition of a bedroom with a huge closet and a bathroom. Selling my house will probably take months. I'll have plenty of time to sort through things."

Matt said, "We can live in both houses until the addition is complete. Some times here, sometimes at Ayla's.

Sue said, "Are you sure you want to sell your house? You could rent it out and have an income."

Ayla said, "I got eight hundred thousand when Carl died. It took a hundred and a half to get completely out of debt. That house is full of memories. We can start the addition this week, if you want.

"The insurance on Marcie and from the cruise line haven't come in yet, but our life insurance should bring us almost three hundred thousand." Matt said.

"I recommend we open a joint account and put fifty thousand in each. We let the rest stay in CD's or whatever investments we have and live off the joint account. Anything that costs over five hundred dollars gets a family meeting before we buy." I said.

It got tweaked and the spending limit was agreed at two thousand a month, outside our bills for taxes, utilities, gas and insurance.

Sue and Ayla worked out the position of Queen of the Kitchen as Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday were Sue's. Thursday, Friday and Saturday were Ayla's and on Sunday we either went out or Matt and I cooked.

That night we got dressed and went out. Ayla fit in as if she were Marcie's sister. On the way home from dinner Matt's phone rang. He looked at the screen and it read, "Victoria." 

He said, "It's Victoria."

Ayla said, "Answer it. Tell her the truth. Be kind, she's a wonderful woman."

It rang again. He answered. "Hi. I'm glad you called." He hit the button and we all heard her, "I got a call tonight that you were seen at Red Lobster holding Ayla Thompkin's hand."

"Yes, I was. Could we come over and talk to you?"

"We?"

"Yes. Nick, Sue, Ayla and me. I, we want to offer you something and I don't want to do it over the phone."

"Do you love her?"

"Yes. And there's more. Please don't decide anything except that you'll listen to us. May we come to your house right now?"

I made the right turn that would head us to her home. It was quiet a few seconds and she said, "Come." The line went dead. Matt put the phone away.

Ayla hooked her arm and Matt's. "You're going to offer her the choice of being in the family, just like each of us is family."

"Whatever she decides will be her choice. She won't feel rejected. She may close the door and believe we're all freaks but she's going to have the choice."

Sue said, "She cannot hesitate. If she's reluctant about sex with any of us, she's out. If she has religious objections, moral objections or whatever, she's out. Each of us has a veto!"

"I agree. Any of us has veto power. We don't need to give a reason. She has veto power too." I said.

I stopped in her driveway. We went to the door and it was partially open. She called from within, "Come on in."

Her living room had two couches and a wing-back chair. She was in the wing-back. I went to the couch on the right and sat nearest to Victoria. Ayla sat beside me, hip touching hip. Matt took the nearest end of the other couch and Sue sat touching him. 

Victoria looked at Matt and he said, "We're here to offer you something. It's unusual and yet, we think you just might love it. You know that Nick is my brother, Sue has been his wife for thirty-some years. Marcie and I were married almost as long. Together, in separate homes, we jointly raised four great kids. I loved Marcie and I loved Sue, but we never made that love sexual."

Sue said, "Until last year. Menopause hit me hard and until I got help from doctors and from Marcie and Matt I had given up on sex. Nick was going crazy and I was angry all the time."

Matt said, "Marcie and I wanted to be able to love Sue and Nick as if all four of us were married."

Victoria asked, "You want me to join in your orgies? As she asked she shook her head.

Matt said, "No! You invited me for dinner. Was I a sex fiend? Raped you?"

"No. I wished you had made a move."

"What do you miss most since your husband died?" Ayla asked. Her voice barely louder than a whisper.

"I miss being loved, having someone to talk with, share my life with. I miss being married!"

Ayla said, "I missed that, too. Marcie and I knew each other and she confided in me that I didn't need to be alone."

Matt said, "Marcie gave Ayla the love, companionship she could. They became lovers after Marcie came to me and we agreed it was a good thing, for Ayla and for us. Later we talked to Sue and Nick and since we already loved and respected them it was easy for us to open the love up and live like we were married, living in two houses."

"The plan was that when the cruise was over we'd talk about selling one house and all live together. When the cruise was over we had a funeral instead. All three of us lost a spouse, a sister, a wife and we cried for weeks. We still cry sometimes."

"And, so what?" Victoria asked. Her body language was telling me she wanted what we were about to offer, but she was terrified she knew what we would offer.

Matt said, "Ayla knew about all of this. She invited me for dinner and confessed she had been Marcie's lover. She's been thinking about loving us for about a year and last night she told me she wanted in. When Marcie and I opened up and loved Nick and Sue I learned that loving someone is as easy as deciding that having their lives work is my pleasure for the rest of my life. If Sue wants to dance with Nick, I am thrilled that dancing with Nick has her be happy. Marcie wanted to sleep and make love with Nick her last night alive. I'm grateful she got to do that. I know she died knowing all four of us loved her." He took a breath and said, "That's the love we offer you."




It Ain't Necessarily So Ch. 03



He sat back. Tears slid down his face, Sue's face, Ayla's face and mine. When I looked at Victoria there were tears sliding down her face too.

She looked at each of us and then back at Matt. "No one does what you're doing."

Matt smiled and said, "There are six plus billion people on the planet. Surely someone else loves more than one person."

Victoria smiled and said, "My name's not Shirley." She raised her hands and said, "I have a few questions. Ok?" We all nodded.

"I heard Matt say he could love me, just like he loves all four of you. Ayla, can you honestly tell me you can love me, as a sister, a co-wife, a lover?"

"I can. If you join the family I will love you just like that the rest of your life." Ayla said. Then she followed with, "And when you are in bed with any of us I will be glad and share in the joy of all of us loving each other."

She wiped a tear away and said, "Nick?"

"I can't say anything better that what my brother and my wife has said. Ayla became my wife by joining the family. I love my wife. I will love you for all your life, too."

Sue didn't wait to be asked. "I'm the only legal wife in the room. I'm also one of the widows in the room. Marcie was my sister and my wife, co-wife, spouse as well. If, or maybe I should be positive and say when, you join the family I will love you completely."

We sat still for a long time. At least it felt like a long time. I knew it would not be me who broke the silence. I sensed we all knew it would be Victoria.

She slowly smiled and said, "I need a promise from all of you. I hate the name Victoria. My husband insisted on it. He told everyone he knew Victoria's secret. I want to be Laura."

Matt stood and helped Sue and Laura to stand. Ayla and I managed to stand on our own. He initiated a hug by putting his arm around Sue and around Laura. I put my arm around Laura and around Ayla. Ayla and Sue completed the circle. Matt said, "If you accept each and every person in this circle as spouse, lover, marriage partner and best friend kiss each person in the circle." He kissed each of us in turn. Laura kissed Matt, Sue, Ayla and me. I kissed Ayla, Sue, Matt and Laura. Ayla kissed Matt first, then Sue, then Laura and then me. When our lips parted Ayla softly said, "I'm new here, how does a girl go about getting a lover for the night?"

I answered, "I think she asks. In this family I think the answer will often be yes, unless someone has already asked or a party is planned."

"Would you take us all home and make love to me? Please?" Her face was a few scant inches from mine.

"I thought you might want Matt tonight." I said.

"I love Laura and she has waited a long time to be in bed with Matt. I hope she enjoys him completely tonight."

Matt said, "Since I happen to know there are two beds and an air mattress at home, if it's Ok with Laura, I think I'd like to stay here tonight." Laura nodded and smiled.

Sue said, "Breakfast is at ten. We still have a lot to talk about. I'll make French toast, sausage and eggs." She took my hand and Ayla's and headed for the front door.

I put the van in Drive and Ayla said, "I'm in shock! That was too easy."

Sue laughed. I looked at her and she said, "You don't know the whole story. I went to the dentist this morning, remember? There's a woman who works there. Her name was Victoria. My dentist took twenty minutes. I was gone four hours. Victoria and I talked. She didn't believe much of what I said until we showed up and you convinced her. She had been thinking all day."

"Neither of you said you had talked." I said.

"I let the conversation go so all of you would answer her questions, not just me."

Ayla asked, "Is she really in?"

"We won't know when they arrive for breakfast. What she wanted was Matt. She's got him in her web right now. Maybe she believes that once he tastes her he'll never leave. And, maybe she's really in. We'll know right after she sees Matt with his cock in one of you." I said. Sue nodded. Ayla looked thoughtful.

As we went through the locking up the house for the night ritual I asked, "Would you like me to sleep in the guest room tonight so you can play?"

Sue faced me and said, "If you want some alone time, that's fine, but I'd like you in bed with us."

Ayla said, "I've slept without a man for years. One night doesn't cure that loneliness any more than one good meal cures starvation. The whole time we talked to Laura I was wondering how soon we could get home, get naked and get you inside me."

I said, "Oh. I'm glad to hear that. I've been thinking about loving both of you for hours."

Ayla asked Sue, "Was he thinking about it for hours or thinking about loving us for hours?"

I laughed and said, "For three and a half hours I've been thinking about spending four hours loving both of you all over this house." They laughed and the shucking of clothes began. Our training over the years was too good. We didn't just shuck off our clothes and let them fall. We carried them to the hamper. I held the lid and Ayla dropped her clothes inside.

She dropped them in and looked at both Sue and me. "Another first. My dirty laundry mixed in with the family."

We kissed. I do mean we. I love holding both women against me, warm and naked as we kiss. Ayla doesn't look at all like Sue or like Marcie looked either. Sue has never colored her hair unless she did it before we met in college. It has always been a honey brown with just a little curl in it. She's five six and has been around one hundred thirty pounds since she had Josh. Her breasts are large "C" cups with areola about the size of quarters and long pencil eraser nipples that crave being sucked on. Her skin is pale and except for two moles and three small scars, flawless. Except for some red highlights in her hair Marcie and Sue were almost identical in body shape, height and coloring.

Standing next to Ayla Sue looks small. Ayla is much the way I always pictured her namesake in the books in the series "The Clan of the Cave Bear." Tall, willowy, strong and blond. In the books she was pretty fearless and our Ayla was pretty much that kind of strong too. She was blond, curly blond and she kept her hair very short. She was at least six inches taller than Sue and most of the extra height was in her legs. In high school and college she ran cross-country and was very fast. Her breasts were runner's breasts, a large "A" cup or a "B". At almost sixty she had somehow never had the sagging effects of gravity bother her breasts. She wore a bra most of the time, but not for support. Sue was pale and if she spent a summer outdoors a lot she tanned to a light shade of coffee with lots of cream. Ayla was always the color of caramel.

Standing in the bathroom holding both of them Ayla suddenly shuddered. I asked, "What was that about?"

Sue said, "Her tits are perfect for sucking, so I did." Ayla shuddered again so I assumed Sue had resumed sucking on her. I kissed her face and held her butt. My other hand found Sue's chest and held her breast.

One or both of them moved us to the bed. They put me in the middle and shared holding my cock. I asked Ayla, "Sweetheart, can you tell us what you like?"

"You called me Sweetheart." She kissed me. "I like having my tits sucked. Not just sucked but... " she climbed over me and latched onto Sue's tit with her mouth. I could easily see that what she was doing was what Marcie had loved as well. Suckling like a baby, but stronger and mostly without teeth. Then, mimicking the toys we had, sucking and pulling back until the suction broke.

She let Sue go and asked, "Did that answer your question?"

Sue said, "No! I think you should show me again." Ayla latched onto Sue's right and I got her left and we both showed her we knew what to do. When I reached to touch her pussy I found Ayla's hand already there. She didn't leave, we shared. Sue shuddered, shook, screamed and we felt her vagina spasm as she came for us.

We relaxed our mouths and kept our fingers at her pussy, but still. I kissed Ayla's mouth and asked, "As long as we're here, what else do you like?

She scooted down and helped Sue open her legs. She said, "I think I'd love having you tug on my ring." Her lips grabbed Sue's ring and pulled. Sue moaned. Ayla did it again and pulled and then held it for a few seconds before letting go. Sue moaned and her hips came up. She licked Sue from taint to clit, slowly. I twisted around on the bed and found my way between her long legs.

I licked her from taint to clit, bumping her ring at the top of the stroke. Ayla moaned while holding Sue's ring between her lips. Sue moaned and held Ayla's head pressed to her open slit. Over the next hour we traded places and activities so each of us was well and completely taken care of. I didn't get my harness or dildo out of the drawer but I did make a mental note to order lots of lube for the family. 

We showered and tucked each other into bed, the same, shared bed. As we shared warmth and touched without urgency we talked.

"Nick, have you and Sue always been so loving?" Ayla asked.

Sue answered, "No. We were raised so conservative I was twenty before I knew I couldn't get pregnant from kissing! We only did it twice before our wedding."

"And I had no idea what I was doing." I said.

Sue continued, "All through our marriage we had sex in the dark and just sex. No blow jobs or changing positions."

"We were fifty when I got my first oral sex and it took us another year before Sue would let me kiss her "down there."

"Down there? That's what you called your pussy?"

"I said we were conservative." Sue said.

"Marcie opened the door to things for us." I said. "She talked to Sue and told her how great oral was, at their house. She said it often enough that we tried it and she was right."

"Later she and Matt wanted us to share. They wanted friends with privileges and the friends they wanted were Nick and me." Sue said.

"That was just last year." I said.

"I know about that. Marcie and I were lovers. She was going crazy trying to go slow enough with both of you that she didn't scare you away. But, that wasn't my question. You are so patent, so loving. I've watched you for years. My daughter knew your kids, listened to them talk about you. I felt I knew you for years before recent events. Matt and you both are the people I'd want my kids to grow up like. How did you become those people?"

"By accident. I didn't plan it." I said.

"College." Sue said. "When I was in college everyone I knew was reading books by Robert A, Heinlein. So, I read them too. He said some wise things. I don't remember them all but I do remember one. It convinced me to marry Nick. He said, "Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own." I read it in the cafeteria on Thursday at lunch. Nick proposed at dinner on Friday night."

"Isn't he the one who wrote, "Stranger in a Strange Land"? 

We both nodded. Ayla said, "I'll have to get a copy."

"Don't bother. We must have at least three copies here in the house." I said.

"Nope. There's only one. Josh took a copy to college and someone took the other one when the kids were here for their last visit."

"What do you think will happen when Laura comes home with Matt in the morning?"

I said, "I'm not worried that Matt is moving out to be with Laura or Victoria. I am concerned that she just may be angling for that. She hasn't been spending the last months in a polyamorus relationship and thinking about more than one love of her life."

Sue joined in, "I love Matt and even if she has body parts we don't and is willing to do things we haven't thought of, he's not leaving without a fight. And, I know how to fight!"

"I've been thinking." Ayla said. "Tonight they are alone and there's no other woman to get into his head or hers. In the morning they're coming here. I wonder what her reaction would be to me coming into the room naked and asking him to suck on my ring?"

"Her face will tell both of us exactly what we need to know!" Sue said.

"If it doesn't, ask her to suck on it. So far Sue has sucked Marcie and you and it didn't seem to be too big an imposition." I observed.

"I could unzip Matt and check out his cock, to see that he wasn't damaged while spending the night with Laura."

"Will you check him out with a visual inspection or an in-depth inspection?" 

"In depth!" Sue said. "I'll suck him and you both watch her reaction."

We didn't set an alarm. One of us woke up at about eight. We got up and did a quick walk through to make sure the house looked Ok for Matt to bring Laura home. Sue mentioned she felt a lot like when one of the kids announced they were bringing someone home. I mentioned the difference was that this time they weren't moving away, she was moving in.

A little after nine we hit the showers. I shaved both women's pussies and licked them to assure they were closely shaved. Sue dressed in a jog-bra and wide leg shorts. Ayla dressed in a jog-bra and a short skirt. Nothing else.

Sue and Ayla got everything ready to start cooking. I set the table. Then we stood in the kitchen watching the numbers on the digital clock climb. 10:04... 10:05... 10:06... We heard the sound of a car in the driveway. All three of us looked out the window and watched as Matt got out of his car and Laura got out the passenger's door. He caught up to her and wrapped his arm around her.

Sue said, "The test comes after breakfast." She started the stove. They came through the door and got hugs all around. I felt a bra strap across her back in our hug and she ended it quickly. She was in a sweatshirt and tight jeans. Matt helped take things to the table, as did everyone, except Laura. Check.

The breakfast conversation stayed neutral for most of the meal. Matt and Laura were sitting together on one side of the table. Sue asked, "Matt Honey, did you talk to Laura more after we left or was your conversation limited to grunts and moans?"

Laura turned quickly to look at Matt who said, "We did some of both. A lot of one and some of the other."

Sue dropped from her chair and crawled under the table and up between Matt's knees.

She said, "Don't mind me. I'm just inspecting my husband's equipment to see that no damage was done."

She unzipped and noticed he was wearing bright green underwear. She said, "Oh, Laura. He likes you. He wore his bright green underwear!" She worked the waistband down to uncover his cock and she said, "No blood stains or cum stains either. Is that a good sign?"

Ayla and I were studying Laura's face. It started as shock and moved to upset. I couldn't see Sue or what she was doing but we all knew when she sucked his hardening cock into her mouth. Laura stood up and said, "Stop!"

I was told later that Sue stopped, turned her head and looked up at Laura. Matt's cock was still in her mouth. Seconds ticked by and Laura sat down. She looked embarrassed. Sue resumed sucking Matt and Matt put a hand on her face, stopping her. He gently lifted Sue off his cock and she crawled back to her seat and sat up in it. Matt turned to Laura and asked, "You didn't believe us last night?"

Tears streamed down her cheeks. "What you described to me doesn't happen. There aren't even words for it!"

Matt's voice was soft and calm. "Yes, there are words, for all of it. One is Love. I love every person in this room. Polyamorus is another word. It means an intimate love relationship with more than one other person. Sharing, giving, partnership are other words and they fit too. We told all of this to you last night." He pointed at Ayla and added, "Last night she said, "I love Laura and she has waited a long time to be in bed with Matt. I hope she enjoys him completely tonight." Didn't you understand how much love was there for her to offer that to us?"

"I thought she was giving you up."

Matt raised his hands in exasperation. A few seconds passed and he asked, "Nick, would you do me a big favor? Take Victoria home for me. If she wants to talk and you're willing, talk to her. I only have one thing to say. Until and unless you are willing and anxious to be a full part of this family, don't ever contact me again. When you're ready, willing and able to live with us, be married to each of us, then come back. If one of us opens the door you're in. Wait too long and you... Wait too long and the door might not open."

I walked around the table, helped Laura stand and walked her out to my truck. The first half of the ride home she cried. When she spoke she said, "I didn't believe Sue. I didn't believe all of you!"

"Believe us now?"

She nodded. I reached under my seat and gave her a box of tissues.

She blew her nose, wiped her eyes and sat quietly. When I got to her house I parked in the driveway. I made no move to open either door. She reached for the seat belt buckle and I put my hand over hers and held it there.

Laura looked at me and I asked, "So, what will you do?"

"I felt so good last night when you all left Matt with me. I have missed being held. Matt is so good, so loving. When Sue crawled under the table I wanted to scream! It all flooded in! Everything you all had told me was true. Matt has been fucking Sue for months! You were fucking Marcie! Ayla was Marcie's lover and now she's your lover too!"

I asked, "So, what will you do?"

"What can I do? I spent twenty-seven years loving Carl. I wanted to love Matt and marry Matt. Now that can't happen." She cried and used another tissue.

"Ever go to Baskin-Robins?"

She had been looking at the tissue in her hand. I asked the question and she looked at me and nodded. I said, "They have thirty-one flavors. Do you always get the same one?"

"No. Near Thanksgiving they have pumpkin pie ice cream. I get it. Sometimes I get chocolate fudge ripple. But..."

"You already know you can love more than once choice." I interrupted her. "Imagine being able to love four people? You loved Carl and you loved you daughter at the same time. Ok, love Matt and love me at the same time. Imagine not needing to clean your home by yourself, cooking by yourself, shopping by yourself. Sue and Marcie did all those things together, laughing, sharing and loving each other. I haven't even mentioned how great it is to have two people loving, attending to the wants of your body, and kissing your mouth and your pussy at the same moment."

"I'm scared and I'm confused."

"Here's what you do. Get out of my truck. Go in your house. Stay there the rest of today. Do what you normally do. When you sit down to dinner by yourself remember this quote, "When you argue for your limitations, you get to keep them." I released her seat belt, reached over her and opened her door. She took one more tissue and got out. I waited until she stepped inside her house then I backed out of her driveway and went home.

The choice seemed so simple, to me. I knew she had to give up on over fifty years of beliefs to say "Yes" to what we offered and I knew letting go of something you've held onto that long isn't easy. I thought about the changes Ayla would prompt. She brought us back to the balance of four. We were used to four. If we added Ayla and Laura we were a five-some. Could that work? Can a five be a balance? Three women and one kitchen. It could work! We could create five as a balance.

I pulled over and called home. Sue answered. I asked, "How's Matt?"

"He's down, but recovering."

"I'm near the market. Anyone want anything?"

"Just come home. That's all we want."

I drove home. Matt was in the garage, cleaning our bar-b-que. I went in the house, kissed Sue and Ayla and went back out with Matt. I sat on a stool about six feet from him and didn't say anything. He was very intent and using lots of effort to get the grill clean.

A while later he looked up and asked, "Why am I so stupid? I should have seen that she didn't really want in the family."




It Ain't Necessarily So Ch. 03



I stayed quiet. He went back to work. I had been thinking about buying a bigger bar-b-que but he was working so hard on the one we had I couldn't say it wasn't big enough any more. Not right then.

More time passed and he looked at me again. "There are two women in the house that love us. Why am I upset about one that doesn't? I am so blessed to be loved by two great women! Instead I'm out here scrubbing a bar-b-que I've been thinking of replacing because it's too small for our family."

I still didn't say anything. Matt cleaned up, threw the paper towels away, put the bar-b-que back together and said, "Let's get our wives and go for a walk on the beach."

I put the stool away and followed him into the house. Sue and Ayla were on the couch in the living room. They looked at us and Matt said, "Thank you both for giving me some space. I'd like to go down to the beach and go for a walk. I don't want to go alone. I'm inviting all of us to go."

Both wives got up, kissed Matt and hurried off to get changed for a walk on the beach.

We took the mini-van. At the beach I noticed Ayla carried a notebook and two pens. As we walked Matt and Ayla walked together and Sue and I followed. Ayla got Matt engaged in a discussion about what needed to happen to get her moved in. She made notes. Sue and I let them get twenty or thirty yards in front of us. Far enough that they would know we hadn't listened. Sue whispered to me, "We're letting them bond some more. She'd never say it to you boys but as wonderful as last night was for the three of us, she really missed Matt."

A few minutes later she asked, "What did you say to Matt in the garage?"

"Not a word. He talked. I listened."

"Oh."

When we'd walked for an hour Matt stopped and bought a beverage at a snack shop on the sand. We caught up. All four of us shared the beverage. Sue tossed the empty cup and looked at Matt. He took her hand and headed back towards the van. I took Ayla's hand and we followed.

She caught me up on their conversation. She stopped holding my hand and hooked her arm with mine. She said, "I didn't know how easy it would be to love you. I knew I could do it, but I didn't know how easy or how hard it would be. I have a wish. I wish we could go to a cabin in the mountains, build a fire in the fireplace, snuggle on a couch together and watch it snow through the window. Spend a weekend being warm, cozy and in love."

"Got plans for next weekend?"

"Are you serious?"

"I have a friend who has a cabin up at Big Bear Lake. I'll call him." I got my cell phone out and speed dialed, Joe. His wife Amy answered. They had been at the funeral. They had met Marcie and Matt but they were there in support of Sue and me.

"Amy, it's Nick."

We talked for a few minutes about how we were, how they were and she expressed her condolences for Matt. I said, "We're still healing, growing and having life be enjoyable more and more. That's why I'm calling. How soon is the cabin up at Big Bear Lake available? We'd like to rent it for a weekend."

"Let me get the schedule and I'll tell you." The phone was quiet for almost a minute and she said, "The next two weekends are available. In fact you can have this coming weekend starting on Thursday."

"Book us for this coming weekend. That'll be great. Can I drive over tomorrow to get keys and things?"

"Sure. Joe will be back late tonight and he'll be happy to see you in the morning."

I thanked her and hung up. I looked at Ayla and asked, "Anything else I can do to make you happier?"

She looked around. We were on the walking and biking path with hundreds of people around us, some going north and some going south. She steered me just off the path and onto the sand. She said, "Yes, husband. Take me in your arms and kiss me the way I deserved to be kissed!"

As I gathered her in my arms I said, "I love such easy requests!" She pressed herself against me from lips to knees and we kissed. A rollerblader going by said, "Way to go GrandDad!" 

When we resumed walking I saw that Matt and Sue were far ahead of us. We didn't hurry. I thought about how little I knew about the woman holding my arm and loving me. I thought about how comfortable I was with her and how easily she had dovetailed into our family.

Just before we were back at the van Ayla asked, "Do you know how much you talk when you don't say anything?"

"Huh?"

"You were thinking about how quickly I fit into the family, how easily I fit on your arm and in our bed."

"Yes, I was."

"I felt it. I love you Nick Peterson. Just a minute. She got out her notebook and made a note. She but the notebook back in her pocket and we rejoined Matt and Sue.

Matt said, "Let's go somewhere nice and have dinner."

I asked, "Nice meaning expensive or nice meaning they don't have the menu on the wall?"

"Nice means they don't have the menu on the wall."

Ayla held out her hand and Matt got a strange look on his face. "Can't I drive?" She asked.

"Oh! I didn't know what you wanted."

"Keys. I know a nice place we can go."

He gave her the keys and we piled into the van. It felt weird. Ayla drove and Sue sat shotgun. Matt and I sat on the bench. She headed south on the 405 and at the 710 she turned south again, into Long Beach. She passed a knot of restaurants and pulled into Shoreline Village. Matt smiled and said, "I promise not to cry. Ayla, I love you."

"What did I do?"

"The Lighthouse was Marcie's favorite restaurant in Long Beach." Matt said. He reached forward and put his hand on Ayla's shoulder and squeezed. 

She asked, "Are you sure this is Ok? We can go somewhere else."

"This is perfect." Matt said. Ayla parked and as soon as we were out of the van Matt kissed Ayla and told her he loved her. As the four of us walked together to the front of the restaurant Ayla said, "They make my favorite chowder here. It's chunky and has corn in it."

I glanced at Matt. He had tears in his eyes. I remembered hearing Marcie say the exact same words. Our dinners were wonderful and afterwards we walked along the breakwater between the channel and the marina. Sue took the keys from Ayla and she drove us home.

She turned on the stereo and we sang along to the oldies CD she played. It ended shortly before we were home. As we turned the corner for home I saw Laura's car parked out front. Sue said, "Look!"

We all looked and as Sue turned into our driveway the headlights illuminated the porch. Laura was sitting on the porch, wrapped in a blanket. Sue stopped the van with the lights still aimed at Laura. I opened my door and got out. As I closed the door I said, "Go ahead and park."

Sue pulled the van into the garage. I walked to Laura. She stood up and dropped the blanket. It was all she had on. There were tear tracks on her face. She said, "I'm an idiot and I deserve it if no one answers the door. I started knocking at three this afternoon. I hate living alone. I hate my empty life and I was turning down more than I asked for! I can love you. I can love Sue and Ayla!"

The living room lights came on and she stood in front of the front door and knocked. It was not a timid knock. Sue came to the door and called Matt. I picked up the blanket and stood with Laura on the porch. Ayla stood behind Matt and said, loud enough for Laura and I to hear, "Open the door. Don't let my sister freeze that cute ass off!"

She went with us to Big Bear Lake. She's been in the family ever since. She has a cute gold ring that matches the one in Sue's pussy and the one in Ayla's pussy. The note Ayla made as we walked at the beach was to change her name to Peterson. She did it by marrying Matt. Victoria had to go to court to stop being Victoria and as long as she was going she changed to Laura Peterson.

The house now has five bedrooms, four baths, a hot tub and a bigger deck. Last week was the one year anniversary of the night Laura stood on the porch. We were watching a movie in the living room when Laura went to the bathroom. She snuck outside, stripped and stood on the front porch. She knocked and Matt went to the door. We all saw him and saw her. I started to laugh when Matt stopped the laugh by asking, "What do you want?"

"I want you Matt Peterson to open this door and make me the happiest woman in the world. I want you and your brother to love me and allow me to love both of you. I want to have two sisters that I can love and who will love me for the rest of our lives." 

Matt opened the door. As he did a light from the street shined on Laura's naked ass. The light was from our local law. Laura and Matt waved and laughed. I don't know that they cops laughed. I mean, they are probably thirty. Laura is sixty-three. A beautiful sixty-three abut still sixty-three.



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It Ain't Necessarily So



Matt and Marcie left the subject and moved on. I approved of the pace they seemed to be taking. The four of us cleaned up after dinner and did the dishes together. Matt brought up the subject of vacations.

I said I'd looked at possibly taking a cruise.

"When?" Sue asked.

"When did I look or when can we go?" I responded.

"Both! But, when were you looking?"

"Yesterday, after I came back from being a plumber."

"You didn't say anything." Sue said. Her tone was the one she uses when I should have known better than whatever it was I did.

Matt said, "Marcie and I have looked at a cruise too, but we didn't want to be on a ship with a thousand or more people we didn't know."

Marcie added, "Maybe it would be fun if the four of us went together."

Sue smiled and said, "You mean a vacation without herding children, worried about them getting into trouble..."

Marcie added, "Without cooking, doing dishes, making our beds..." She let her sentence just wander out into our thoughts.

I said, "Sounds like just the thing!"

Matt asked, "Where shall we go?"

"Away!" Sue said. "No phones, no email, no worries!"

"Cruises go anywhere there's water: Mexico, Alaska, Europe, Asia." Matt said.

"We've never been anywhere without kids! Where doesn't matter as long as it's just adults!" Marcie said.

"Ok, How about Mexico? There's a seven day cruise out of San Diego that stops various places in Mexico and brings us back to San Diego." Matt added.

"Can we look at it on the internet?" Sue asked. I was in awe at how seemingly effortlessly Marcie and Matt seemed to be leading us right where they wanted us to go.

Matt got us on a website and the four of us gathered around his computer, reading, looking and commenting on the possibilities. We looked at the shore excursions and the shipboard amenities as well. I felt the excitement as it grew and saw Sue getting more and more willing to look at doing the cruise. We looked at the cost and figured out that we could do the seven-day cruise for less than two hundred a day per person!

Sue turned to me and asked, "When do you think we could go?"

"Pick one of the cruises. If it's more than a month from now I'm sure we can go. I want to spend the little extra and get a balcony room. I'll rent a tux for the formal night. I want to get dressed up and act like adults having fun."

That sent Marcie and Sue into a long discussion about shopping, dresses and new bathing suits. Matt and I left them for a while and sat out by the cooling grill. Matt smiled and said, "Imagine. I know for a fact that the very top deck is where they allow top-free sunbathing."

"I don't think Sue would ever..."

"She hasn't been with Marcie when she wants to be seen. When she discovers how much fun she can have without children around, she'll love it!"

"You're Ok with other men seeing Marcie's breasts? Really?"

"When they get all dressed up and looking really fine, they get looked at by other men. How does that make you feel?"

"Proud! She's with me. She's going home with me."

"It's even better when they can see how beautiful your wife is and know they can look at the menu, but the meal belongs to you!"

"I'm not mentioning the top deck to Sue."

"I'm not either. Getting her there is Marcie's job. If I was a betting man I'd bet she will do it."

Our wives bonded pretty well that night. Two days later they had lunch together and did some shopping. When Sue came home she was both excited and apprehensive. I didn't press her about what was going on.

After dinner Marcie called her and she spoke to her for almost an hour. She came and found me watching a cop show on TV. She sat beside me and held my hand until the show was over. I lost interest in the show when she took my hand. She hadn't done that in a long time. A long time, like long enough I couldn't tell if it had happened within a year!

When the cops won and the TV began advertising some other TV show I shut the TV off. I asked, "What's on your mind, Sweetheart?"

She blushed and said, "I bought a present for you today. Wanna see it?"

"You bought me a present? I didn't know I needed something."

"You don't need it. You need food, water, shelter and clean clothes. What I bought is something I think... and Marcie thinks, you want."

"Where is it?"

"In our bedroom." Sue said. I started to get up and she said, "No. You don't need to get up. I'll bring it to you." 

She got up and as she left the living room she said, "After I give you the present, I want to ask you for a favor."

She was gone for five minutes. When she walked into the living room I was stunned. We'd been married twenty years and it was the first time I had seen her outside our bedroom-bathroom suite without her being fully dressed. She had on a matching bra and panty set and even though she was technically covered, she wasn't. Through the lacy cups of her bra I could easily see her areola and nipples. Through the lace of her panties I could see her slit and a hint that she still had a little hair.

She stood there watching me for my reaction. I had more than one. My cock jumped and started towards being fully hard. I smiled. I realized it was the sexiest bra and panties she owned. All the time we had kids at home she focused on them. They got good kids clothes and Sue bought stuff for herself at Wal-Mart or stores like it. It worked, but it wasn't the good stuff. The word I would have used to describe her underwear was "serviceable." This new bra and panty set was the good stuff.

She stepped closer and said, "I probably shouldn't have bought it. It was expensive."

I said, "You should go back there tomorrow and buy more! How many colors did they have? If you like the way they feel on you, buy every color you like!"

"I've never spent so much for underwear before." Sue said, sheepishly.

On impulse, I got up off the couch and walked right past her into our bedroom. I grabbed the trashcan from beside the bed and took it to her dresser. I opened the top drawer and grabbed handfuls of panties and bras. Some were stained, worn or faded. Some looked almost new. All went into the trash. When the drawer was empty I picked up the can and headed out of the bedroom

"Where are you taking my things? What are you doing?" Sue was genuinely worried that I had flipped out. I didn't answer. She followed me out the back door and to our Weber grill. I dumped all her things on the grill and squirted lighter fluid on them.

"You'll ruin them!" She cried. I lit a match and tossed it on the pile. It caught with a whoosh and all her bras and panties were history. I turned and held her by the shoulders. I said, "I let you make the decisions about clothes for all these years. Kids got Carters and then clothes from Nordies while you wore that." I pointed at the burning pile on our BBQ. "No more! You are the priority! You go wherever you and Marcie went today and buy more. I never want to see you in worn, stained or faded bras or panties again. Do you understand?"

"Yes, but..."

"No buts! The rest of our lives are about us! The phase where life was about raising children to become adults is over. We graduated. They graduated. Now you wear great underwear, wonderful shoes and silk blouses because you deserve them."

"Ok." She kept looking at me like she didn't know what might be next. 

I smiled and said, "Don't you think it's a bit cool to be out here in the back yard in just your bra and panties?"

She yelped, looked around to see if anyone saw her and dashed back into the house. I willingly followed. I followed her into our bedroom. The empty drawer was still open. She looked in it and then at me. "You could have just told me to buy new things."

"If I did you could have rationalized your way back to the same things you've worn for years. The drawer is empty. Nothing goes in the drawer of lesser quality than what you have on. I will check and if you don't treat my wife as the royalty she is to me, I'll throw every poor quality thing you buy in the trash!"

"But..."

"You are the most important person in the world. You think Barak Obama sends Michelle to Wal-Mart for her bras? Think Barbra Walters, Oprah or Julia Roberts wear bras they got on Blue Light Special? Well, around here you are more important than they are. This discussion is over. Thank you for pointing out how poorly I have allowed you to be treated. Please forgive me."

Sue looked at me almost like she didn't know, for sure, who I was. She said, "I said after I gave you your present I had a favor to ask." She was whispering.

"Ask. If it's humanly possible I'll give you anything."

She walked the three steps to me and kissed me with her arms around my neck. Then she pulled back a couple of inches and asked, "As a favor, could you take the new bra and panties off me and make love to me?"

The hooks in the middle of her back released. Her eyes went wide and we kissed again. I left the bra hanging from her shoulders, dropped to my knees and slowly lowered the new panties to the floor. She lifted a foot and I removed the panty from it. We repeated with the other foot and when the panty was free of her I tossed it aside. I was on my knees looking up at her face between her breasts. My finger hooked the small piece of fabric between the cups of the new bra. I pulled and she shrugged her shoulders, freeing the bra. It fell almost to the floor.

My hand caught it and tossed it towards where the panty had landed.

"I loved the way the new bra and panty looked on you, but to be honest I'd rather see you dressed just like this. The day I saw you dressed like this for the first time I knew God loved me. That you are willing to share this beautiful woman with me makes me even more sure." My lips kissed her an inch or two below her belly button. I worked my lips up her body all the way to her mouth and we melted together.

I have no idea how my clothes came off or where they went. I can't say who got on the bed first. I can say that Sue no longer thinks eating pussy is nasty. She no longer believes she can't have orgasms without masturbation.

We slept late and woke naked in bed together. Sue made me breakfast and served it in bed, naked. By eleven she was in the shower with me and we got happily clean. As I dressed she called Marcie and I heard her say, "Nick loved my present!" Then she said, "I loved his favor to me, too. Now, do you have time to go shopping with me?" There was a short pause and Sue said, "He burned all my bras and panties on the BBQ. I have to go buy new, really nice ones."

A few seconds later she hung up the phone. She said, "Marcie will be here in less than half an hour! You're sure about this?"

"You're spending limit for the day is three thousand dollars. I think you should get new shoes, underwear, stockings, and maybe a dress or two. No handbags today and please, no pantyhose."

"No pantyhose?"

"Stockings and garters or there are things called suspender hose. Ok?"

"Yes, Sir! I like this new Nick."

I kissed her and said, "So do I." We heard a car door close and Marcie knocked a few seconds later. Sue opened the door and Marcie came in. Less than a minute later the two women were out the door and gone.

I went into my den and sat at my computer. My phone rang. It was Matt. He said, "When they get back Marcie is going to ask you to check the oil in her car. There's nothing wrong with it. Open the hood and look over near the master cylinder. You'll see a box with a memory stick stuck in it. Take the memory stick. You can listen to everything that was said in the car between when they left and when they get back."

"That ought to be very interesting." I said.

"Marcie doesn't know about it. I just asked her to ask you to check the oil. Tell her that the oil level is different when the car is warm than when it's cold. That's why I asked you to check it."

"So, I'll save the stick for you after I listen."

"Please do. In case you're wondering why I put the device in there, it was put there because of Marcie's sister. She borrowed the car three Wednesdays in a row. When she called to as the day before the second loan I got suspicious. She drives a Miata and wanted to talk three co-workers to lunch, she said. Our four-door was better for that than her two-seater. I learned a lot about Carol when I listened to that stick!"

"Really?"

"Oh, she took three women to lunch all right! And they talked about sex the whole time they were in the car. Carol admitted that with Carl, you remember Carl, her husband, she'd never had an orgasm. In the next sentence she said it wasn't a problem because Carl's brother gave her one every time they got together! One of the other women in the car offered to give her one anytime she wanted. Carol said she'd think it over."

"Did you tell Carl?"

"Nope. I thought about it, even invited him to lunch one Saturday but before I could tell him, he told me. He'd figured it out on his own. He had followed her to the motel they used each time and then he called the cops reporting that he saw a drug buy going down in the doorway to the room they were in. He got nice pictures of them when the door opened and they weren't dressed. He lost his marriage, his brother, kept the house, both cars and doesn't pay her a cent in spousal support. They didn't have any kids."

"How's he doing now?" I asked.

"He's dating a nice woman he met while he was volunteering at the Little League. She has a boy who's seventeen and things just clicked for all three of them. He sold the house he and Carol had, sold her car and moved to West Covina. We talk about once a month."

"Did you think of inviting them as your friends with benefits?"

"Marcie and I talked about them but you're at the top of our list. We don't want a swingers club. We want friends, real friends. People we love."

"I'm in. I'll talk to you soon. I've got some Honey-do's to get done before they get back."

"Me too." We went to our tasks and I was done and washed when I heard Marcie's car pull into our driveway. I went out to the car and got kissed by both women in greeting. 

Sue bubbled all over me with news of her new things and Marcie helped unload the six bags from the trunk of her car. I carried them into the house and Marcie stopped in the kitchen and said, "Before I forget, Matt said I should ask you to check the oil for me before the engine cools off. Would you please?"

"Sure, I'll put the bags in our bedroom and go do that."

Sue led the way into the bedroom. I followed and Marcie followed me. She grabbed my ass as we walked. I almost yelped, but somehow didn't.

Marcie gave me her car keys and I left them unpacking the bags. At her car I got the hood up and saw the little black box with the memory stick poking out. I pulled it out, put it in my pocket and checked her oil. It was clean and full, right to the line.

I got the hood down and the car locked and went back inside. I heard laughter and headed for the bedroom. The door was open and Sue was standing by the dresser in a new teal lace bra and panty set, only the panty wasn't a panty, it was a thong! Marcie was standing three feet from Sue in an identical bra and panty set, in pale blue.

I walked in saying, "Here's your keys... Damn!" Sue started to cover herself and then laughed. 

Marcie asked, "What do you want me to cover? I only have two hands." She was grinning from ear to ear.

I said, "Don't cover anything. A bikini would cover the same as what you have on. And, you both look great!" I paused a second and added, "Matt's going to fall apart when he sees you in that!"

"So, I can tell him you approve?"

"Hell, I'll tell him myself!" I picked up the phone from the bedside table and dialed Matt. He answered and I said, "I want you to know that Marcie and Sue are modeling some of what they bought today and they both look great. Marcie has on a pale blue set that really looks great on her and looks great next to the teal set Sue has on."

He laughed and said, "We're in phase two! Nice going. Tell Sue that it's only fair that I get to see her new outfit since you got to see Marcie's."

I held the phone out and said, "Matt said, to be fair, he gets to see your new outfit since I got to see Marcie's."

Sue looked surprised and them smiled. "Tell him to get over here! And, tell him to bring Chinese food and we'll have dinner together."

I heard Matt's voice, "I'll do it!" 

I said, "Just come straight here. I'll get food delivered." The line went dead.

My butt landed in a chair. "What else did you buy?"

Sue looked at Marcie and then undressed without going into the bathroom and closing the door. She put the thong and bra on the dresser. From a bag she pulled out a black lace set. Standing there nude she snipped the tags off and put the bra on. I could easily see her nipples and areola through the lace and see the bumps caused by her erect nipples. She stepped into the black lace thong and said, "Now I know why my single friends call these butt floss!"

We all laughed. I dialed our local Chinese delivery restaurant and dinner was on its way. Marcie took off her set and pulled a white set out of her bag. She sat on the bed near me, facing me and pulled on white nylon suspender hose, aiming a good view of her shaved pussy right at me. Then she pulled on the thong, stood up and took her time getting the tags off the bra. When she pulled the bra on I saw that it was a shelf bra, leaving the upper half of her wonderful breasts uncovered. I remembered seeing her nipples distended from suction and knew she would be using the suction cups with that bra.

When her set was on she slipped her feet into her three-inch heels and then modeled her outfit for us.

Sue looked and said, "I should have bought the same set. Damn, you look so hot!" She looked over at me and said, "I know he's hard as a rock!"

"You did get more?"

"Yes! I worried for a while about how much I was spending, but then I realized you deserve to see me the way you want me to look. I didn't spend everything you said I could."

"I'd like to take you somewhere really nice this weekend. Did you get a dress that you'd like to wear somewhere really nice?"

"I did! I saw a dress and thought how nice it would be to wear it to Las Brisas."

"You'd like to have Robalo Cozumel again wouldn't you?" I asked.

Marcie asked, "What is Robalo Cozumel?"

Sue looked away as if imagining it on a table in front of her, "Grilled wild sea bass in an ancho chili, sun dried tomato and sesame glazed, lime papaya vinaigrette, spicy Yukon gold mashed potatoes and fresh vegetables." Her eyes opened and she said, "I memorized it from the menu."

"So, show us the dress." I said.

She got it out of the hanging bag that she had hung from the closet door. It was a halter dress with a Caribbean flowered print. She took off the bra and slipped the dress on over her head. As it settled on her frame I was in awe. If it had been custom made it would not have fit better. It was snug to her waist and flared slightly and fell to slightly more than halfway down her thighs. The halter held her breasts while allowing lots of skin between her breasts to show and allowing her back to be bare to her waist.

She looked at me and said, "I almost didn't get it. I can't wear any of the beautiful bras you bought when I wear the dress."

"That may be the most beautiful dress I've ever seen." I said.

We heard the back door open. I jumped up and said, "Get back in the teal and blue sets. That's what Matt broke speed laws to see!" I stepped into the hall and closed the door behind me. Matt came into the hallway less than five seconds later. I gave him the thumbs up sign and we heard Sue say, "Ok. Let him in!"

I opened the door and we saw Marcie and Sue standing three feet apart, Marcie in teal, Sue in pale blue leaning towards each other with their arms behind them and their lips touching. Sue's eyes were closed. Their breasts looked about to exit the cups of their lacy bras. The side view showed us their all-but naked butts. We stood next to the doorway and were stunned.




It Ain't Necessarily So



Long seconds passed and Sue opened her eyes. She broke the kiss and Marcie moaned. Sue looked at us and said, "They're both hard!"

"Can we borrow your guest room?" Marcie asked. "I'd like to take advantage of one of them. You can have the other one."

"You better take Matt!" Sue said. Marcie ran to Matt and led him down the hall to the guest room. We heard the door close. Sue looked at me and I looked at her. Seconds passed. I stepped close and unhooked her bra. I tossed it on a chair.

I dropped to a knee and pulled down on the thong, noting it was wet.

Sue whispered, "They're right next door!"

"Do you think they have their ears to the wall or are they busy?" I asked. Sue smiled and put herself on the bed. I closed the bedroom door and dove into her dripping wet pussy. One lick and she moaned and spread her legs for me. My hands held her breasts and my face rubbed all over her pussy. She whispered, "God! How often are we going to do this?"

I pulled back and released her breasts. "You want me to stop?" I asked.

Sue's hands grabbed my graying hair and pulled me back into her puss. When I licked she let go and put my hands back on her tits. "Never!" She whispered, loudly.

'Never is a long time', I thought. 

Soon Sue's belly was quivering and her back started to arch. Her hands held mine to her breasts and I sucked on her clit. We heard Marcie in the next room scream, "Now Matt! Now! I'm Cummmmmmingggg!"

Sue stiffened and screamed! Fluids and heat flowed from her and I did my best to drink all of it down. She twitched four or five times in aftershocks and I kept drinking, licking and swallowing whatever she gave me.

"Enough, Nick. I'll die." Sue whispered.

I rested my head on her belly, my chin just above her slit, my arms along her sides and my hands still holding her breasts. Our breathing was almost back to normal when the bedroom door opened and Marcie and Matt walked in. Matt was carrying their clothes. Marcie whispered, "Thank you. That was... is incredible!" 

She walked over and sat beside us on the bed. Matt put the clothes on a chair and said, "I'd say it's been a good day." 

The front door chime sounded and Matt jumped to put on a shirt and pull on his chinos. He went to the door and came back with Chinese food. He was laughing.

"What's so funny?" Marcie asked.

"In my hurry I wore Nick's pants, so Nick paid for dinner." We laughed and Matt asked, "Where shall we eat?"

Sue said, "Are there chopsticks in the bags?"

Matt looked and said, "Chopsticks, napkins... everything but tea."

"Then open the cartons and get started. I'll get drinks and be right back."

She headed for the kitchen and I asked, "What if we spill?"

She looked back and said, "We already did. I left a wet spot right there in the middle!" Then she was gone.

Marcie reached to me and put my hand on her breast. I squeezed and she said, "How's it going, so far?"

"I'm amazed."

We got the cartons open and were taking our first bites when Sue came back. She pulled the quilt and top sheet off the bed and climbed on, handing each of us a beverage. I was near Marcie and Sue sat near Matt. She sat cross-legged and exposed. Every few bites we traded cartons and after one exchange Marcie kissed me and said, "Thank you."

Matt and Sue exchanged cartons and Sue kissed him. After the kiss she looked at me and asked, "Is it Ok that I kissed your brother?"

"Is it Ok with you that I kissed Marcie?" I leaned slowly to Marcie and Sue said, "It seems so nasty to be eating dinner naked like this and kissing."

"Nasty and you like it." Matt said.

Sue nodded. Matt kissed her again and his hand caressed the side of her breast. At his first touch she drew back, but just a little. Then she leaned forward again, pressing her breast into his hand.

When their kiss ended they both looked at us. Marcie asked, "Sue, I'd like Nick to suck on my tits. Is that Ok?" As she asked she repositioned her self to put her breasts right in front of my face. Sue looked at us and Matt's hand cupped her breast.

She whispered, "Only if Matt sucks on mine."

"I would be honored." He said as he bent to the experience. Marcie climbed onto my lap and fed me her breast. It was quite warm and soft with a nipple the size of a small grape. I wondered if it had always been that size or if it got progressively bigger with repeated use of the suction cups. Her whisper reminded me of what she liked, "Bite me like a baby would, but be a man."

I heard wet noises from the other end of our bed, but didn't look. I bit down on Marcie's nipple and areola hard enough she moaned a little and then I sucked. I reminded myself of something my Dad had told me before Sue and I got married, "If you do something right, pause, then do it again. Repeat as needed."

I released all pressure and flicked her nipple a few times with my tongue. Then I sucked hard and bit down like a baby. Repeated as needed. I already knew she could orgasm from breast play.

Sue was making noises I recognized from our past. Whatever my brother was doing was getting Sue really hot. I increased my efforts with Marcie and she took my hand and helped it into her thong.

One swipe of my finger across her clit and she said, "Oh my God... I'm cumming!" There was surprise in her voice. I knew her cumming was planned and the surprise in her voice was for Sue.

A few seconds later Sue jerked, shaking the bed and said, "Me Tooooo!" My arms held Marcie and I looked back. Sue was facing Matt who faced me. He winked at me when our eyes met. Then, as Sue started to calm he kissed her mouth. She opened her mouth and they really kissed.

I looked back at Marcie and she kissed me. The dance she did with my face and tongue could have started a forest fire. She tasted good. She felt good and she held my growing cock in her hand.

Sue and Matt ended a kiss and Sue started to speak. She made part of the sound to begin saying, "Marcie" but Marcie interrupted her.

"Sue, I want to have Nick make love to me. I love what we just shared here in your bedroom."

The pause in the room lasted so long I was in pain. I thought, 'Say something! Even if you say "No", say something.'

Sue asked, "Can I have Matt?"

Marcie answered, "I say yes, but I'm thinking you were asking Nick."

I answered, "Can we trade back in the morning?"

I got three "Yes" answers. Matt stood and helped Sue stand. They left us, hand in hand and a few seconds later I heard the guest room door close. Marcie got a towel from our bathroom and covered her wet spot on the bed. 

Periodically during the night we heard noises from the guest room and I'm sure they heard noises from Marcie and me. It could have turned into a contest between the two rooms, but it didn't. 

When I woke up the next morning I was alone. I could hear noises from the kitchen and I whispered loudly, "Matt? You awake?"

"The real question is am I alive?"

"If I died last night, why do I feel so good this morning?" I asked.

"Because we both got loved to death last night!" We whispered out our laughter, too.

Matt said, out loud, "If this is heaven I hope they serve breakfast. I got worn out last night!"

"Want some burnt toast? I know our toaster makes burnt toast." I said.

Marcie walked into my bedroom and I saw Sue headed next door. They both had on new lingerie and each carried a mug of coffee. Marcie sat next to me and said, "Sue and I've been up for almost an hour. Things are good. Sue is thrilled to discover how good sex can be if it isn't the same every time and included oral, fingers and a cock. By the time we get on the cruise I'll have her believing sex with me is great, too."

"She isn't leaving me to be with Matt?" I asked. Marcie kissed me and stroked me a few times and said, "Matt's not crazy. Why go back to monogamy when poly is more fun. Neither of you will need to worry about finding a willing partner for fun. We both love you and we both love Matt. We just used to have limits on how we said it."

I gave her a good kiss and held her tits in my hands. When the kiss ended I heard Sue say, "Everybody up! Breakfast will be on the table in three minutes!"

We were at the table in two and a half. Matt and I wore boxer shorts and Marcie and Sue were in new lingerie, both in green. We talked about the cruise, the "To-Do" lists we had at our homes and how soon we would get back together.

When that question was asked Sue said, "Back together has taken on a new meaning. Do you mean back together like having lunch together or like getting together and sleeping over?"

"Both houses have a guest room. I assume we're each and all welcome in either house so back together can mean either or both." Matt said.

Sue said, "That doesn't help! How soon are we getting together must become when are we getting together and for what?"

Marcie said, "Wednesday night at our house for dinner and a sleep over. I'll make lasagna. You bring salad and wine. Ok?"

Matt said, "Her lasagna is incredible!"

I said, "I'm working on a project here in the basement. Can I show Matt what I'm working on before y'all run home?"

Marcie and Sue nodded as Matt and I headed down to our basement. I didn't bother showing him very much of my project. I really wanted a private conversation with him. I turned on my radio and as soon as the music started I said, "Sue and Marcie have been really good about getting new lingerie and flaunting it for our enjoyment. I think you and need to get new underwear, too. I know I've been wearing the same style and color forever. We don't need to go shopping together, but I think we ought to surprise them with new stuff Wednesday night."

"God! You mean no more tidy whities?"

"That's exactly what I mean. You in?"

"I'm in. I think. I don't even know where to look for something new."

"Go on line. And, don't buy one pair and one t-shirt. Buy like they did. Replace all your old stuff and burn all the old stuff."

"Marcie won't recognize me!"

"This could be a really good thing for both of us, Brother."

"Ok. I'll do it. If you find some good things send me an email so I can check it out too. Ok?"

"You've got it!" 

We went back upstairs and Marcie asked, "You boys make some good plans?"

"I'll let you know on Wednesday." I said, smiling and giving Matt a high-five. 

Ten minutes later they were gone and Sue put her arms around me and asked, "You Ok?"

"Yeah! If you can still tell me you love me, I'm fine. I love you."

"I love you. And, I need to tell you I love Matt, too. I've loved Matt and Marcie as long as we've been family but... but it changed. The rules for expressing love, affection, and caring have shifted. I love you and Matt and as long as we're being honest, I love Marcie too."

"Ditto." I said.

"Do you think they are having the same conversation we are?" Sue asked.

"I think they feel what we're feeling. Maybe they're talking about it and maybe not."

"What did you and Matt cook up for Wednesday?" Sue asked.

"A surprise. That's all I'll say."

"We have one for you on Wednesday night, too."

"I can't wait!"

"You have to." She laughed and went to our bedroom to finish getting dressed. I followed and got dressed in my standard uniform: old 501 Levis, a white t-shirt and athletic shoes that were six years old and had stopped being white three years ago.

Sue came out of the bathroom in white shorts and a blue and white-stripped shirt. They weren't new, but they looked new. Her hair was perfect and she had lipstick and mascara on. I noticed.

I took her in my arms and said, "You look and feel great this morning. Thanks."

We kissed and she said, "Thanks for noticing."

When I got a chance I got on the Internet and looked for men's underwear. I was amazed! I was over fifty and except for the green underwear I wore while I was in the military I've always worn white and always boxers. As I paged through the various catalogs I saw twenty different colors and ten or more different designs. I realized that some of these were aimed at gay men. Then I realized that the designs were aimed at making us look sexy! I've heard of women looking at men's butts in tight jeans and really looking at guys in Speedo's or bike shorts but it never hit me that they want us to look sexy for them, too.

I spent five hundred dollars in less than an hour. New briefs, new long leg briefs, no two pair in the same color. Matching t-shirts in colors, crew neck and v-necked. On a couple of the sites I saw body washes that our local market doesn't carry. I bought two different ones in travel-sized bottles. I asked for priority shipping and hit the right buttons. Then I sent an email to Matt, telling him how to find the list on Google. I didn't tell him what I bought.

As we had dinner that night I said, "Some packages are coming. They are addressed to me, not to us. Please don't open them. I promise I'll share the contents with you, but not yet. Ok?"

"Can I look to see who sent the packages?"

"I can't stop you, but I wish you wouldn't."

"Ok."

After dinner I went back to the computer. I wasn't done. I logged onto sites for men's wear. I ordered three new pair of jeans. Not like the ones I've worn since high school, different brands, different style and then I ordered four pair of casual slacks. Another two hundred dollars gone, hopefully for a good cause.

When I went back upstairs I went into our bedroom. I noticed how easy it was to tell which side of the room was mine. We had the same night tables beside the bed. The same lamp, too. All around the lamp on my side were three books, a pencil, the alarm clock and a used tissue. On Sue's night table I saw a lamp, the portable phone and a small container for her brux guard. On the lower shelf a box of tissues and in front of the night table, a trash can. My slippers were within reach of the bed, one laying on its side and the other pointing towards Denver.

Sue was willing to dress up for me and I was being a slob. I left the bedroom and discovered I was a slob in our living room as well. On the side table beside my Lazy-Boy I saw an empty diet Coke can I hadn't tossed. It had been there two days. On the floor I saw another wadded tissue. I could hear Sue in the kitchen. I cleaned up my area. I went back into the bedroom and cleaned my area. In the bathroom I cleaned and straightened my stuff, wiped down the mirror and the counter. I heard Sue call me for dinner and I went.

As we ate I found I wanted to tell her what I had done. She just did things for me, without making sure I noticed. Even when I noticed things she did, I didn't always say anything. I had noticed she changed the sheets on the bed the day before Matt and Marcie came over. I didn't say anything. I fought off the little boy in me who wanted the recognition for doing something. Anything. It was something I should have been doing for over twenty years! I didn't say anything.

When dinner was over Sue did what she always did. She started collecting plates and things to go back in the kitchen. I stood up and said, "Not tonight. I'll do the clean up. Go sit down and relax." I took the plates and things into the kitchen and washed, dried and put everything away.

When I came out Sue was sitting curled up on the couch with our portable phone against her ear. She saw me and said, "Gotta go!" She hit the button and ended the call. Her eyes were full of tears. 

I asked, "You're crying?"

She said, "Who are you and what did you do with my husband?" She had the hint of a smile along with the eyes full of unspilt tears.

The implication was clear. I had been taking her for granted and when I noticed and actually helped her she was knocked out! I said, "I am from the planet Paxar and we sent your husband there to learn a few things. I'm here until he learns those things."

Sue smiled and said, "The disguise is really good. I didn't notice you weren't him, at first."

"When he gets back you won't know I'm gone. He will behave like I do, probably even better."

"Oh my. Have you done other things since you arrived?"

"I have just done what I noticed to do. I'm not perfect. Each of you Earth women needs different handling and is pleased in different ways. I will do what I can to learn what pleases you and relay the data to the trainers of your husband."

"Will you also take me to bed and please me?"

"In any way I can. However, I'm pretty new at pleasing you, so some verbal and physical instructions would be helpful."

"I'll be as helpful as I can." She held out her hand and I took it, lifting her to her feet and into my arms. Kissing followed as well as caressing. When she was ready for something a little different she broke the embrace and led me to her bedchamber. As soon as we entered she said, "There are Earth women who like men with facial hair. I'm not one of them. For years my husband has shaved every morning just before he leaves for work. By the time he gets home his beard has grown out just long enough to be like sandpaper on my skin." She nudged me towards the bathroom and finished her instruction, "A shave in the morning is for work. A shave at night is about loving me."

She was right and I had missed out on many kisses by being Mr. Sandpaper, I was sure. In the bathroom I showered and shaved. My clothes went into the hamper, not on top of it. I hung up my towel and walked into our bedroom. Sue was on our bed in a pale green teddy. The bedspread and top sheet were folded near the foot of the bed. A candle was lit and on top of our dresser. 

As soon as she saw me in the bedroom she shut off the bedside lamp. Just before I sat on the bed she said, "After your shower, did you put lotion on your hands?"

"Lotion?"

"Have you noticed that my husband's hands are very manly? They work hard for us and they even have a few calluses? A little lotion would soften their touch on my tender parts." She handed me a pump bottle of lotion. I pumped it twice and rubbed my hands together until the lotion had melted into my skin. For years I'd been proud of how my calluses were a sign that I was a man, a working man.

I turned to face Sue and made a move to give her back the pump bottle of lotion. Then I pulled it back and pumped two more pumps into my hand. I said, "Let me rub some of this on your back. Ok?"

She turned and spread herself on the bed next to me, face down with her arms and legs spread. I moved to a kneeling position on the bed next to her and started applying lotion to her shoulders and the back of her arms. I noticed her skin was cool to my touch.

The longer I worked the lotion into her skin the more I learned. I learned that massaging her from the side was Ok, but when I straddled her thighs and applied lotion in long, slow strokes from her butt cheeks to her shoulders she moaned in each stroke. Her skin warmed up and became more pliable, more relaxed.  I backed off her legs and began working the lotion into the skin of her legs, beginning at her ankles and slowly working towards her butt one leg at a time.

When I had applied lotion to her ass and it had fully melted into her skin I asked, "Are you ready to turn over?"

She turned over, slowly and she kept her eyes closed. I pumped again and began again at her ankles. I stroked her slowly moving up her leg from the ankle towards heaven, going an inch closer to her hips with each new stroke. I realized about mid-thigh I was using lots of lotion and I made a mental note to buy more lotion. Lots more lotion.

When my hands grazed the edge of her pussy once I moved to her other leg and she whimpered. I heard that sound and I smiled. She liked what I was doing. Consciously I slowed my progress towards the top of her leg.

At the top of her leg I crawled between her legs down below her knees and spread her knees a little more, reaching my lotion covered hands to the crease of her thighs, as they became her torso. I worked the lotion into the crease and across her lower belly, just above her well-trimmed patch of pubic hair.




It Ain't Necessarily So



The next handful of lotion I spread at he shoulders and slowly worked it in for a long time. Another pump and I worked down her chest and around her breasts. I noticed her nipples were puffy and hard. I avoided touching them, just as I had avoided her pussy. She whimpered in mild frustration. I pumped again and massaged her belly in a clock-wise motion. The longer I massaged the deeper my hands probed into her relaxed muscles.

When I knew I'd done her body except for her breasts and pussy I pumped once into the palm of my left hand and rubbed my hands together. I could feel my hands were very warm and covered with the lotion. I placed a hand beside her breasts and began slowly circling her. My left hand went around her right breast counter-clockwise as my right hand went clock-wise around her left breast. My thumbs lightly touched her nipples as my hands went around. 

After many minutes Sue opened her eyes and looked at me. I didn't stop. She whispered, "Does this treatment include sucking on my breasts?"

"If that would please you."

"It would."

I bent to her breast and made my mouth encircle her areola and gently touched her skin. She sucked in a breath and held it. I began sucking very gently and not touching her nipple at all.

Sue's hands held my head, just as gently as she could. I took a breath and increased the suction. Her back arched just a little and she whispered, "Yes!"

I released the suction and instantly reapplied it, a little stronger. I held that suction a few seconds and released it. Sue gasped.

I released the suction and instantly reapplied it, a little stronger. I held that suction a few seconds and released it. Sue gasped.

Again and again I applied and released the suction to her areola and nipple, each time avoiding any touch of her nipple. Her grip on my head was becoming frantic. She pushed my face into her breast hard as I sucked.

I released the suction and quickly reapplied it and licked across and around her swollen nipple. She shuddered and screamed as she held my face buried in her wonderful breast. I thought, 'It's been ten years since she gave me access like that.'

When she began to calm down she pulled me up alongside her until we were face to face. She kissed me, softly and tenderly. Her hands found my cock and when the kiss ended she said, "You're soft."

"I was focused on pleasing you. Someone once told me, Ladies first."

"This lady is pleased. Now we need to please you."

"No, we don't. Tonight wasn't about me having an orgasm. Tonight was about me treating you the way you deserve to be treated, often. There was a whole year or more where you had sex and you didn't have an orgasm from your husband. I feel badly about that. I'm sure your husband is learning a lot about being a better husband to you and for you."

She didn't move and didn't talk for many minutes. She didn't let go of my cock either. Finally she said, "I didn't know what you would do when I said I was about done with sex. I certainly didn't expect an alien abduction! I didn't expect Marcie and Matt either. I honestly thought you were not willing to change."

I leaned the inch to touch my lips to hers and gently touched them. When I started to back off a little she followed my lips and touched them with her tongue. My mouth opened and I almost said, "I love you", but couldn't finish it with her tongue in my mouth!

She got the message anyway.