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A Very Unusual Couple

By: TexasFarmBoy



Thomas and Denise Watkins made an unusual couple. They were both well educated and in good shape for 35 and 33 respectively. They both had good professional jobs and made a good living. What set them apart from most people was that they had never dated anyone else but each other. He had been a senior in high school and she was a sophomore when they first went out. It was basically the first official date for either of them. Thomas had been a late social bloomer and Denise's parents had not let her date until she turned 16. Their first date was to a football game. Since that day in October, neither had gone out with anyone else, although they didn't actually commit to exclusivity until he was in college in a nearby town.

He had gone to college and studied business while she had finished high school. After her graduation and with their parent's permission, they married and moved to a small apartment just off campus. He graduated two years later and she graduated with a degree in Chemistry two years after that. He had started working for a large multi-national company in the purchasing department and gradually worked his way up to Manager of Custom Products Procurement. Denise had started with a smaller pharmaceutical company upon graduation and had risen to the level of Assistant Lab Manager for Veterinary Products.

They had shared their first kisses during that first football season and their first petting sessions during the following spring. They had given each other their virginity the night before Thomas started college and after that, they eagerly sought and taught each other all that they knew about sex. Neither was a prude and they had read many sex books and viewed many softer pornography together. They had tried many things with each other; some were more special while some things were left to "maybe they would try it sometime again later" status. Neither of them felt that they had lost anything by not having other partners, but they occasional teased each other about someone who attracted their eye.

Now in their 15th year of marriage, they felt secure with each other and their future so it was a little surprise when Denise brought up a subject after dinner as they drank a glass of wine and watched a less than interesting show on Monday night television.

"Tommy, you work with a number of women and most of them that I know are very attractive. Have you ever been attracted to one of them enough to consider asking them out or flirting a little heavier with one?"

Thomas pulled himself away from the television thankful for the interruption. "To be honest, there have been times when I felt a strong attraction to one or another of them; but no, I never flirted with them anymore than I do with anyone else and no, I never considered asking one of them out. Why?"

"I'm just curious, that's all. I have met most of the women who you have worked with and I can see how you would be attracted to them. Like that Pamela; she was a knock out and her breasts and ass would make a dead man come alive."

"Yes, she was a piece of eye candy for sure, but I think that was limit of her skills. She couldn't hold a conversation that lasted for more than five minutes unless it was about one or more of the current wave of movies stars. In short, I would probably fall asleep without even going to bed with someone like her."

Denise laughed. "You are horrible. She wasn't that bad, was she?"

"To me she was. A lot of the other guys in the area spent a lot of time hanging around her desk though. I think I am spoiled because I have you."

"You're sweet. But seriously, I know just about all of the girls you work with now, are you attracted to any of them in more than a normal way?"

"I think you are trying to get me in trouble."

"No, I'm not. I'm just wondering."

"Well, if you promise me that I won't get in trouble for looking, there is a new woman there who intrigues me. You don't know her I don't think because she has only been with us for a little over a month. Her name is Marcie, Marcie Craddock, and she is the Assistant Manager of the Commodity Department."

"Tell me something about her."

"I don't know a lot about her really. She moved here from Oklahoma, I think, but she is very smart and very nice looking. Dave sort of assigned me as her mentor while she gets her feet wet. She knows the work but is still learning our procedures. So I have spent a lot of time talking with her."

"No idiot, what does she look like that makes you attracted to her."

"Oh, you mean tits and ass and that stuff?"

"That's exactly what I mean and you know it. Now tell me."

"Well let's see. Marcie is about an inch or two shorter than you are, and maybe the same weight. She looks like she works out regularly, nice legs, all of the usual stuff. She is probably a large B- or small C-cup, I guess; but the most captivating thing about her is her dark hair and really pretty brown eyes. She doesn't wear much makeup but her eyes are so expressive and intelligent. That and her smile are two of the features that attract me the most, I guess."

"Sounds interesting. Maybe we should invite her over sometime so I can see who my competition is."

"You don't have any competition and you know it. Now do you want to tell me why this is the topic of discussion tonight? I know that you have a reason."

Denise smiled at him. "You know me too well. I can't have a secret from you, can I?"

"We have never had any secrets from each other. Now out with it."

"Well, there is this guy who calls on us regularly. He sells lab equipment and supplies. He is very nice and also very handsome."

"And?"

"Well, he sort of flirts with me and I guess I have flirted back at him."

"And?"

"And he sort of asked me out this Friday night when he is back in town."

"And?"

"And what? Isn't that enough?"

"No. You have had plenty of guys flirt with you over the years and seldom even mentioned it. Now this one guys is hitting on you and you have turned a two minutes announcement into a twenty minute discussion. So let me guess, you are thinking you might like to go out with him, right?"

"Well, he offered something that is very attractive. He wants to go out for Chinese food and Country Western dancing. You know how much I like those two things and how much you don't."

"That is true. So are you going to go out with him?"

"I'm not sure. It kind of depends on you."

"Me? What do I have to do with it?"

"Well you are my husband for one thing and if you said no, then I wouldn't go."

"And if I said yes?"

"I'd go on one condition."

"You want me to drive you and chaperone you, right?"

"No silly, I'd never ask you to do that." She took a deep breath and then added, "I would only go out with him if you were going out with another woman."

"And if I didn't want to go out with another woman?"

"I wouldn't go; it's that simple. We have only gone out with each other and I won't go out with someone else unless you go out too."

"But who would I go out with? I don't know anyone..."

"Yes, you do. You just told me about Marcie. If you ask her to go out with you, then I will go out with Ron."

"You're not kidding are you?"

"No. I've been thinking about it all weekend. He asked me out last Friday. I told him I would think about it. I've thought about it and I want you to go out with someone else too."

"I doubt that she will go out with me but I'll ask her tomorrow and see what she says. How is that?"

"That's a good start, and I'll bet you that she will jump at the chance to go out with you. In case you haven't noticed, you are very handsome and very charming in your own right. She'll go unless she already has plans."

"You are too optimistic."

"Maybe, but if she doesn't go then we'll pick someone else. Now lover, you have two choices; you can make love to me now or I will make love to you. Make your choice."

Thomas reached for her and she slid into his arms. Without any prompting they slid into a natural ebb and flow and ended up bringing each other to orgasm like the usually did.

The next morning, Marcie Craddock was driving to work listening to her favorite music which was Broadway and light Classical. She was contemplating all of the good things that had happened to her since she decided to take the job down here. She loved the company and the people who reported to her. She loved her apartment that overlooked a lake and garden area. She loved the restaurants and area clubs and the seemingly endless stream of Broadway musicals that passed through town. About the only things she didn't enjoy were the nights alone and the slow process of making friends to do things with. She had met a couple of girls she could hang out with occasionally but not the one who was really close and she hadn't found a guy she trusted enough to really relax with. 

It was a shame that Thomas Watkins was married, she thought to herself. He was good looking and about the nicest man she had ever met. His smile alone almost made her knees weak but when he batted his eyes at her, she could feel vibrations run throughout her body. After checking, she had found that he was about as spoken for as anyone could be. He had a cute wife and they were inseparable. She measured almost every guy she met against his warm and charming personality. Almost all of them came up short. Almost every day, she had come up with some question or another as an excuse to talk to him. But today she hadn't been able to come up with anything. She thought that maybe something would come to her as the day went along.

Something did come her way at about 11:00 but it wasn't an idea; it was Thomas himself who came into her office a little nervously. Generally, she went to him but today he was here in her office. She offered him a seat next to her desk and looked at him wondering what brought him to her, not that it really mattered.

"So what's up Thomas? Your brow is furrowed which says that something is either biting your ass or someone threw you a curve ball."

He smiled and replied, "Maybe a little of both. I'm trying to resolve a problem and I thought that you might help me."

"As many times as you have helped me, I would be pleased to help you any way I can."

Thomas looked at her and smiled at her, "Uh, Marcie, er...would you..... uh... would you like to go out with me Friday night?"

Marcie heard his words and answered before the shakes that she knew were coming set in. "Yes. But....uhmm... Can we go to lunch and talk about this where we are a little more alone?"

"That might be a good idea." He seemed to be relieved that she hadn't said no and that she wanted to continue the discussion. He lost his nervousness and his smile came back. Marcie felt the shakes start in her feet.

"I'll tell you what, I need to finish this report. It will take about a half hour. I'll come and get you then and we'll go outside for lunch. I'll buy."

"I'll arm wrestle you for the check."

"I'll cheat." Her smile met his.

"I'll be waiting. I'll drive."

"We'll flip for it."

"My quarter; not yours. Rumor has it that you cheat."

"Damn, I can't out run my reputation."

He smiled at her and left her to finish her report. She didn't really need to get the report done before the end of the day but she wanted a few minutes to collect her thoughts and figure out what was going on. Twenty minutes later, she had collected her thoughts but had no clue what was going on. She went to the rest room and checked her hair and makeup. One thing she knew for sure, she wanted to make a good impression on Thomas even if he was married and if this was a one-time thing. She intended to make it memorable for both of them.

She walked into his office five minutes later with her most winning smile in place.

"Are you ready to go? My car is this way." He said with his smile in place.

"I thought we were going to flip for it."

"Oh, I already flipped. You lost."

"And I was worried about my reputation as a cheater."

"So sue me." He took her elbow and walked her out of the door at the back of the building to his car. "I was thinking about a place that I like. It is an English pub with traditional pub food. How does that sound to you?"

"That sounds like my kind of place. Does it have a fireplace?"

"Yes and a dart board and chess table."

"Lead me to it."

He drove about five miles and pulled into the back of a small, well appointed strip center. He led her through the door and she fell in love. The place was about as authentic as you could make it considering it was a long way from anything English. They each had a pint and opted for the fish and chips based on Thomas' recommendation.

As they waited for their meal, Marcie asked, "OK Thomas, I said 'yes' to going out with you Friday night; and I meant it. Now, why don't you tell me why and the rest of the story? Everyone has told me how tight you are with your wife. Be honest; I'm not going to change my mind or do anything stupid."

Thomas blushed and awkwardly tried to explain his discussion with Denise. He mostly got the facts out but still left Marcie confused.

"Let me see if I got this right. Your wife has been asked out by a guy she knows through work but won't go unless you go out with someone else, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Is this the first time she has ever done this?"

"Yes. Neither of us has ever gone out with anyone else since we started dating in high school."

"You mean that you have never, ever gone out on a date with any other woman before?" Marcie was shocked.

"That's right. I mean I've gone on business lunches with other women like this but never out on a date at night. You know, like a date."

"Are you sure about this? And why me? There must be dozens of women who would go out with you at the drop of a hat."

"Marcie, I feel very secure with Denise. She and I have been together forever. But this is something she really wants to do. I want to make her happy and to do this, I need to go on a date too. I picked you because,........well....I wanted to go out with you because I like you. You are beautiful and I like your personality and I like to talk to you and.....and...Crap, I'm making myself look like an idiot in front of you. Now, I'm embarrassed. I've never done this before and I guess I don't know how to do it very well."

Marcie felt herself melt a little with this beautiful man who was willing to let his wife explore something new. "Listen, Thomas. Don't be embarrassed, please. I appreciate what you are trying to do and I will still be pleased to go out with you for all of the same reasons you said you want to go out with me." She took his hand. "I just want to be sure that I am not messing up your marriage and I certainly don't want to mess you up. This whole thing is just kind of new to me. I've been asked out by married men before but they usually do it on the sly or when their wife is out of town. That and the only reason they ask me out is because they are trying to get in my pants. I think and hope that you are asking me out because you actually want to go out with me."

Thomas let out a breath and said, "Yes, I guess I didn't need to say all of that other stuff. I would like to just go out with you and have a good time. I was thinking dinner and maybe you would like to go to the theater. There is a musical at the Music Hall that I would like to see, if you would?"

"You just made my day and maybe my year. Yes, dinner and the theater would be an ideal date and I would love it. Now, I guess we better get back to work or the place might burn down without us."

Thomas took the check and handed his credit card to the waitress. Marcie interrupted, "Hey, I was going to pick up the check."

"I'm sorry Marcie, I guess I'm a little old fashioned. I feel better if I pick up the check for our times together. That's just part of me, I guess."

She smiled at him and squeezed his hand which she was still holding. "That's OK, I actually kind of like it but I don't want you to feel like you have to. Thomas, I really like you, old fashioned and all."

They drove back to the office laughing at some of the current office gossip. When Marcie got to her office, she looked at the still unfinished report and then looked up an address and phone number on her computer and called the number shown.

"Denise Watkins, please." She said when asked.

"This is Denise, can I help you?"

"Hi Denise, you don't know me but I am Marcie Craddock......."

"Oh hi Marcie. I wasn't expecting you to call but I am glad you did. Did Thomas ask you yet?"

"Yes, he did. I was calling to just sort of confirm what he told me."

"Well Thomas doesn't know how to lie, so whatever he told you is probably true. When we talked last night, I could tell that he had a soft spot for you."

"Really? He said that you two talked about this but he was a little unsure how to explain everything."

"Yes, that is Thomas. Listen, I am going to a meeting in a few minutes. Why don't we meet for a drink after work? Maybe we can clear up everything then. Besides I'd like to meet you. I told Thomas that I'd like to meet my competition."

In spite of herself, Marcie blushed. "I'm not sure that I am your competition but I'd like to meet you too. Where would you like to meet?"

"There is this English pub that we like to go to."

"That is where Thomas and I just had lunch while we talked this over. I loved it and that would be great."

"I'll meet you there about 5:30?"

"I'm looking forward to it."

"I've got to go to my meeting. See you there."

Marcie sat stunned. If she thought Thomas was special, she just discovered that his wife was every bit as charming as he was. She shook herself out of her stupor and picked up the report. She finished it by 4:00 and e-mailed it to her boss. Then she went to Thomas' office where she found him just completing his weekly report also. She took a seat across from him and watched him concentrate as he finished. When he clicked on the send button, he sat back and smiled at her.

"Got yours done too?"

"Yes. I did and I wanted to thank you for lunch again and to tell you that I am looking forward to Friday night."

"Me too. I'm still sorry about being a little clumsy; I doubt that I made a very good impression with you."

"You made a wonderful impression with me; stop worrying about it. I wanted to tell you that I called Denise after we got back."

"Oh, good. She said that she wanted to meet you."

"I thought you might be mad at me for calling her."

"No, not at all. We don't keep secrets from each other and I don't have a problem with you talking to her."

"Well then you won't have a problem when I tell you I am meeting her for a drink in about an hour."

He smiled, "No, I don't have a problem with that. It will give me a chance to go get tickets for Friday night and do a little shopping that I need to do. What do you think you will wear Friday night?"

"I have this new dress I haven't worn yet. I think it will be perfect for the theater. It is a little dressy; is that OK?"

"Perfect. I was thinking about wearing a sport coat and tie but maybe I'll wear a suit instead."

"No, wear the sport coat. I think I like you a little on the casual side. My dress isn't that dressy."

"Perfect. By the way, I am already looking forward to our date. Do you have any preferences for dinner?"

"Well I love seafood but I will enjoy whatever you want."

"I haven't had seafood for awhile and that sounds perfect. I'll make reservations for 6:30. Is that too early? The show starts at 8:00. I would pick you up at 6:00."

"No, I can get out of here at 3:00 on Friday and that will give me plenty of time to get ready. Here is my cell phone and address. You might need those." She smiled at him.

"Yes, I guess I do. Thank you. But you better get going. Tell Denise, I will be home later. You two have a good time and have dinner if you want. I can take care of myself."


A Very Unusual Couple



Marcie went back to her office and closed things up and gathered her purse. She parked in the same lot that they had parked in at lunch and entered the pub. With one quick look around, she knew immediately which one was Denise. And Denise seemed to have the same sense as they both smiled at each other at the same time. Denise stood and Marcie walked to her table with her hand out to greet her.

"I knew that Thomas had good taste, but he understated how really pretty you are. He told me about your hair, eyes, and smile and I can see he was right about those. I'm Denise by the way."

"I didn't ask him anything about you but I just knew that you would be Denise. I can see that the two of you just fit together perfectly. I'm Marcie but I guess you figured that out already."

"Have a seat Marcie and let's order a drink. I'm looking to forward to getting to know you better."

They each ordered a white wine and an order of boiled shrimp to nibble on. While they waited for their order, they just chatted about the usual getting to know each other things. Once they started sipping their wine and each had a shrimp, the discussion get more to the point.

"So Denise, Thomas told me what was happening but he didn't tell me much about why. What is going on with you that brought all of this up?" 

"I guess Thomas told you that he is the only person I have ever dated?" Marcie nodded. "Well that is true. There have been a couple of other guys that I was attracted to but I never went out with them even though they asked. But for some reason, this guy whose name is Ron just hit me right. He is quite handsome and has been calling on us for some time. I like his personality and charm. So he asked me to go to dinner and Country western dancing. I like Chinese and dancing so I thought about it and realized that I would like to go and try it with someone else. Thomas doesn't like Chinese food and isn't fond of Country music. I knew that he would let me go but I didn't want him to sit at home waiting for me. So I told him that he had to have a date too or I wouldn't go."

"That is about the most loving and trusting thing I have ever heard. I hate to ask this, but why do you think this guy asked you out? I mean he might just want a companion for dinner and dancing but most guy are looking for a little more than that."

"I know and I've thought about that. I don't know for sure but I expect that you are right. I guess that I just want to see what it feels like to be wanted by someone other than Thomas. I don't know what I will do if he really comes on to me hard, but I am prepared to deal with that if it happens."

"How do you want me to deal with Thomas?"

"How do you want to deal with him?"

"Honestly, if he was single, I'd probably take him home Friday night and screw him all night. I'm not sure what I want to do with him under the circumstances."

"Then let's make a deal. I'll keep you informed of what we are doing and you can go anywhere that we go. How does that sound?"

"How do you want to do that?"

"Look, I want you and Thomas to have fun and I hope I have fun too. I doubt that Ron and I will do anything beyond getting to know each other Friday. And I would guess that you and Thomas will do the same. But I won't mind if a little kissing goes on for either of us. We can touch base after that. Ron might not ask me out again. Who knows? If he does, then we can figure out what the limits are for the future."

"I can go along with that but don't be surprised if Ron doesn't try to push the envelope a little more than that. Guys today don't think about waiting until a second or third date to put their move on. If I were you, I'd be prepared Friday night to deal with more than you expect."

"I know; but I'm willing to see for myself. As for you, I'll just say that you should have fun. I doubt that Thomas will try too much if anything."

"I'm not talking about Thomas. I'm more concerned about what I might to do to him."

"OK, then. I give you permission to do anything you want with Thomas except have full sex with him. How is that? We can talk Saturday and compare notes."

"If you are sure, I can live with that."

"I'm sure. Now do you want to eat here or go somewhere else?"

They agreed to go somewhere else for a salad and spent three more hours getting to know each other better. By the time they parted, they had decided to alter their original plan and that Denise would talk to Thomas about boundaries for Friday night. They also agreed to meet for brunch Saturday morning as this was the time when Thomas usually played golf.

When Denise got home, she found Thomas sitting in the living room with a glass of wine. He got up and kissed her and then went to the kitchen and got her a glass and brought the bottle back. He retook his seat in his recliner but she crawled into his lap and lay her head on his shoulder.

"So, you two must have enjoyed your evening together. Were you plotting against me?" He asked playfully.

"Of course we were. That is what women do. And you might be in a whole lot of trouble."

'Do you want to tell me about it?"

"No. You don't need to know. But I do want to talk to you about a couple of things though."

"I am your captive at this moment."

"I noticed. Now listen, we talked about a number of things and I thought that I would talk to you about some boundaries."

"Boundaries? Like what?"

"Neither of us have ever been out with anyone else so we don't really know what to expect. Marcie suggested a couple of things that I thought I would mention to you. First, I am going dancing with Ron and he will be holding me and touching me. So I think that it is alright if you hold her hand and touch her appropriately also. We also agreed that you should kiss her at least good night when you take her home. That means that Ron will also be allowed to kiss me good night. He won't be picking me up or bringing me home, but you should be aware of that. We also decided that 1:00 is the latest we should be out. So plan on taking her home by 1:00 and I will drop Ron off at his hotel by 1:00. If things go badly which I doubt that they will, you can take her home before that if you want. Ron also hinted that he had a party to go to Saturday night. Marcie says that she has been invited to one also. So if Ron asks me to go to his party, I will say yes unless he is a total jerk. If Marcie brings it up, you can go to her party with her if you want. How does that sound?"

"It sounds like you two did everything but map out the time, place, and activity for the weekend."

She smiled at him. "Honey, I want both of us to have a good time. That is really important to me. And I really like Marcie a lot. I now know why you are attracted to her except that you didn't mention that she is also drop dead gorgeous. I know that you will be proud to go out with her."

"Honey, you know how I feel about you too. Yes, I like Marcie and we get along well, but you are still my number one."

"I know that and you are my number one too. But we can still have a good time. So enjoy yourself. I plan to."

"I will, I promise."

"Good. Now come to bed and make love with me. Looking at Marcie and thinking about you with her made me horny." She didn't want to tell Thomas that some of the things they talked about contributed to that feeling also but those things would have to wait until another time.

The next two days went by quickly. Thomas and Marcie were in several meetings together and spent some time together talking about work. But there was a special twinkle in each of their eyes when they were together. No one else appeared to notice. For Thomas, he used these get-togethers to take a closer look at Marcie and found her to be really more beautiful than he had let himself believe. Her figure was exciting to him and her wit and charm were always interesting to him. Marcie was doing the same thing towards Thomas and found his relative innocence to be a real turn on. She still felt weak-kneed when she was around him. She also wondered what he was like to kiss.

When Friday finally arrived, neither of them could pay much attention to work. They used this time to make routine checks that didn't require a lot of concentration. Just before lunch, they crossed paths in the hallway and both broke out in a grin.

"I'm excited about tonight." He said.

"Me too, but how about I buy you lunch today. Maybe it will help the day pass quicker."

"That would be good, I think. I'm just kind of going through the motions today."

"Me too. I'll bring my car around and pick you up at the door at 12:00. I'm driving and I'm paying. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am, I do."

They both smiled and went to finish their tasks. She drove up and he was waiting for her. She immediately took his hand in hers and drove to a nearby Mexican food restaurant.

"The first thing I want to clear up, in case Denise didn't, I like touching. I like to hold hands and to have an arm around me. Are you going to have a problem with that, Thomas?"

"No. I like that too. I'm just afraid that I might touch too much. I am so used to touching Denise, I might touch somewhere when I shouldn't with you."

"Alright, stop worrying about that right now. You be yourself and do what you do. If you touch me where I don't want it, I will take care of it and I won't embarrass you or make you feel bad. That will be my problem, not yours."

"Alright, I can live with that."

"Good. Now let's go eat and clear up a couple of other things." They went in and ordered the buffet and then found a seat. As they started eating, Marcie looked at him again and smiled. "I really like Denise and I think she and I will be good friends. We have talked to each other every day since Tuesday and no, I'm not going to tell you what we talked about. But, tonight you are with me, not her. She is going to have a good time and so are we. We aren't going to mention her or wonder about her at all. I will expect all of your attention to be focused on me. Is that alright with you?"

"I think that will be very easy for me to do. I seem to be drawn to you whenever we are together."

"Good, I like it that way so keep that one in your playbook too. I won't have that distraction hanging over my head. My focus will be entirely on you." They ate and talked about a few other details. When they got back to her car, she drove two blocks and pulled into a park and stopped.

"There is one more thing I want to take care of before we go out. Denise said that she talked to you about it but I want to make sure. I like kissing and I think I am going to like kissing you a lot. So kiss me now so we both know what to expect." She leaned over to him and he brought his lips to hers. All they did was touch lips but both of them felt the electricity pass back and forth from the simple touch. When they broke the kiss, she continued, "That was even better than I hoped it would be. Did you like it?"

"Yes, I mean more than yes. I like kissing you a lot too."

"Good. I don't want any clumsiness about 'should I' or 'should I wait.' If you want to kiss me, then do it. Are we on the same page here?"

"Yes, most definitely. I can't wait to kiss you with my arms around you."

"Then do that when you pick me up. I think we both want to experience that. I am so looking forward to tonight, I can hardly sit still. So let's go get the afternoon over with and get on with the important things."

"I like that idea."

They drove back to the office and tried to look busy until they left for the day. When Thomas arrived home, Denise was already home and there was a note on the table that he should shower in the front bathroom because she was using the master bath. He went into the bedroom and got his clothes and took them to the guest bedroom so he wouldn't bother her.

At 5:15 he was dressed and ready to leave. He had one stop on the way to pick Marcie up. "Denise, I'm about to leave. Can I see you for a moment?"

She came out to meet him in a skirt, blouse, and vest. She looked very much like a girl going to a C&W dance and looked beautiful as always.

"How do I look?" He asked his wife.

"You look good enough to eat. Marcie is a lucky woman tonight."

"I was just thinking that Ron is a lucky man tonight. I hope that you have a good time tonight."

"Me too. Can I have a kiss before we go? And I want one for sure when we get home also."

Thomas gave her a kiss and she hummed her pleasure. Then he left to go on his adventure. She returned to the bedroom and took off her vest and blouse and removed her bra. Then she put the blouse and vest back on. She went to the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine to help calm her nerves. She didn't need to leave for another forty five minutes but she wanted to be relaxed when she left.

Thomas stopped at the florist and picked up his order and was parked in front of Marcie's apartment exactly at 6:00. He took a couple of deep breaths and then knocked on the door. A moment later and the door opened with no one visible. Then Marcie's head poked around the door.

"Come on in. I need you to help me a minute." He stepped in and heard the door close behind him. "Don't turn around yet and put those down for a moment." He did as she told him. Then she stepped in front of him holding two straps behind her neck. "Tie these for me please."

He turned towards her and was rewarded by an almost naked back. He took the straps that she held behind her neck and gently tied them in a bow.

"Thank you." She turned to face him and his eyes suddenly got very busy. The deep merlot colored dress was a series of overlapping pleats and panels hanging from her waist. The top was two wide straps that crossed her chest and ended behind her neck. The effect was dramatic. Her back and sides were bare while her front was covered except for a deep vee the ended about in the middle of her breasts. Obviously, she was not wearing a bra. Her breasts filled the straps and showed a healthy cleavage for his viewing pleasure. At present, two pointed nipples distended the fabric in a display of arousal.

"Wow, that is one of the most beautiful and sexy dresses I think I have ever seen. You look fantastic."

"Thank you. I thought that you were supposed to take me in your arms and kiss me when you got here."

He stepped up and put his arms around her and pulled her against his body. Her nipples poked into his chest like two stones. Her back felt like velvet, and when his lips touched hers, her mouth opened slightly and allowed his tongue to gently enter. If they felt electricity earlier, they felt a lightning bolt strike them then. She could feel his manhood rise in his pants against her abdomen. She had to stifle a moan of pleasure.

When they finally broke the kiss, he continued to hold her but looked down into her cleavage. She noticed and said, "Here is the deal with this dress, so pay attention. There is a good likelihood that you are going to get a peek or two tonight. If you peek, I am going to spank your hand. If you don't peek, I am going to spank your ass. You have been warned so decide carefully which punishment you want to endure."

"Yes ma'am." 

"Now do you have something for me? Or did you just bring in the trash from your car?" She motioned to the things he set on the table.

"Oh, sorry. You and that dress distracted me."

"That was the intended result. I guess it worked, huh?" She smiled at him.

"Yes, it did, very well I might add. These are for you." He handed her a bouquet of bright spring flowers.

"Oh, they are beautiful. Thank you." She kissed him again gently and then led him to the kitchen where he saw for the first time just how enticing the dress really was. Each panel separated and made a split showing her legs all of the way up to mid-thigh. She got a vase down from the top shelf and filled it with water and put the flowers in it. They definitely filled the room with color and aroma. When she set them on the table, she turned to him with a smile. Then he handed her the smaller box.

"Another present! How sweet." She opened it and found a small but intricate corsage featuring white and yellow rose buds.

"I guess I should have asked what color your dress was going to be. I just told the girl to make it so that it would go with just about any color."

She held it up to just above her breast and said, "It is beautiful and it will definitely go with this dress. You are so very sweet. Now you get to pin it on me."

Thomas turned very red knowing that the only way he would be able to pin it on her was if his fingers were underneath her top. It appeared that she knew this too based on the sly grin on her face as she handed him the corsage and pin. She led him to a point on her dress slightly lower than she had held it before. His fingers would now definitely be resting against her soft breast flesh. He cleared his throat and slipped three fingers inside the top and then tried to pin the flowers on. He failed three times before she bailed him out.

"Here. Leave those fingers where they are. Now hold the corsage firmly against your fingers. Now slip the pin through the fabric, through the corsage and through the fabric again. See how easy it is. I'll take it off and you can try again."

"No, no. Leave it. It looks just fine. It's perfect in fact." He pulled his fingers from inside her top like they had been burned. She patted his cheek and said, "You are really a good boy." Now let's get my wrap and we can go."

"Your wrap?"

"Yes, this scarf. What you see is for your eyes only. The other guys can just use their imaginations." She smiled at him.

He held the scarf and she let it fall over her shoulders and around the corsage. Then she kissed him again. They locked the door and he led her to his car. She immediately took possession of his hand as he drove out of her complex. The drive to the restaurant took twenty minutes and they arrived in time for their reservation.

Dinner was a delight of sights and sounds and smells. The smells were the broiled fish along with the accompanying vegetables. The sounds were a delightful medley of songs being played by a harpist and pianist. The sights were mostly of Marcie. She slapped his hand three times before the meal was served and twice during dinner. Her radiant smile beamed with each pat of his hand.

After dinner, they hurried to the theater and found their seats just as the lights began to dim. Two and a half hours later, his arm was around her shoulders, her head was against his chest, and her hand was on his thigh. Both had tears in their eyes and a lump in their throat due to intensely dramatic scenes and passionately beautiful music. Another half an hour later, they were walking out of the theater with his arm around her waist and her arm around his. They talked quietly about the intensity and beauty of the music and the performance.

When they got into his car, he looked at Marcie and asked, "Would you like to go to a little place for a quiet dessert and coffee and maybe a little dancing?"

"I have a better idea. Why don't we go to my apartment instead?" Thomas' face dropped and Marcie quickly realized why. "We have about an hour and a half. I would rather go to my place to dance, have dessert and coffee, and maybe kiss a little than to spend half the time driving from place to place. So put your smile back on. This night is not over by a long shot." She laid her head on his shoulder and held her hand on his thigh.

Thomas put the smile back on his face and drove at a moderate pace to her apartment. When they went inside, Marcie said, "Pick some music for us while I put the coffee on." Thomas found a very eclectic CD collection and picked out several that promised good dancing opportunities but also some nice listening. As he put the first one in the player, he felt the lights dim and two arms surrounded his waist. "Now finally, I am going to dance with you. Any complaints?"




A Very Unusual Couple



"Only that you are behind me and not in front of me."

"I'll fix that." Without losing contact with him, she moved around until her body was pressed against his front. His arms went around her and held her waist and her arms snaked up around his neck. The only appropriate response was to kiss her in this position, a response that she met with an open mouth and eager tongue. Their feet were barely moving but enough that they could claim to be dancing. She pressed her abdomen against his hard cock. And her breasts pressed firmly against his chest. Meanwhile, their tongues played a battle for control of their oral cavities. One moment, hers would be dominant while exploring his mouth; a minute later his tongue would find its way inside hers and would battle her tongue until she gave in and let him explore. 

After several minutes of this, she let go of his neck for a minute and pushed his hands down until he was cupping her ass. Then she returned the favor by putting her hands firmly on his firm buns. They continued the minimal dance but now they were looking in each other's eyes. Both of their hands were massaging and squeezing each other's flesh.

"Are you ready for coffee?"

"Yes, I think that it might be a good idea."

'Have a seat on the couch and I'll be right back. I hope you will like my coffee."

"I like everything else about you; I can't imagine finding out that the only thing I don't like is your coffee."

She smiled at him and kissed him again. Then she pulled away and went to the kitchen while he settled himself on the end of the couch. She returned a few minutes later with two coffee mugs heaped with whipped cream. She settled on his lap and let him taste the coffee.

"Oh that is so good." He said. "We need to have this often."

"This and more I think. Now I want you to have dessert with your coffee; put your cup down. Now untie my neck straps." His hands went to her neck and untied the two straps. Slowly she took them and lowered them, gradually turning her cleavage into the bare sides of her breasts when the top became uncovered. His eyes were riveted on the smooth clear skin that emerged from behind the fabric. Finally, the only things holding the straps in place were two firm knobs on the end of her breasts. She slowly moved one strap to her lap and then moved the other strap to join the first. Her breasts were fantastic; perfectly shaped melons capped with firm fat nipples that protruded about half an inch from her body. While he was devouring them with his eyes, she was unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it loose from his pants. Then she began to caress his almost hairless chest.

"This is all you get tonight, lover. But they want to feel your fingers and your mouth all over them and they want to feel themselves pressing against your chest. See if you can make me cum just by loving them. I need to cum, lover. Make me cum for you."

Thomas gently put his hand on her breast and began caressing the soft flesh. "Ahhh yessss." Was her response and her nipple got harder if that was possible. That triggered him to take her nipple between his fingers and roll it gently but firmly. She went stiff and started shaking while her eyes slammed shut. "Oh yes, baby, yes. Like that. Oh crap, you know just how to do what I need."

When she finished cumming, she lay still in his arms for several minutes. He continued lightly caressing the skin on her upper chest and breasts. He found several spots that seemed to be especially responsive. It felt like she was purring in his arms. Finally she lifted herself up and put one of her nipples on his lips. He understood what was wanted and gently took it inside and let his tongue tease the rough tip. Her purring increased into a throaty growl. Thomas discovered that he really liked the feel of her nipple in his mouth. He could feel the blood pumping through it and it excited him and he redoubled his efforts to suck and tease the knob.

"Oh baby, I love what you are doing to me. Keep that up and I am going to cum again. Oh yessss. You are so good. Love me honey, suck on my other nipple too." Her arms were wrapped around Thomas' head now holding him to her. He began the same process with the neglected nipple and soon had the same result as she stiffened and shuddered against him.

She released his head and fell into his arms. He went back to gently caressing her soft skin. She purred again. "Honey, we need to call this a night because it is close to 1:00. Listen, I have been invited to a party tonight. Would you take me?"

"Yes, I will but I guess I need to clear it ........................."

"No, it is already cleared. She will be busy tonight also. It is a jeans and polo kind of party. Can you pick me up at 7:00?"

"Yes. Do we need to bring anything?"

"Beer or wine would be nice. All I want is to be with you but we do need something to drink I guess."

"I'll get some of both. What else are you going to do today?"

"I'm having brunch with a friend and I know that you are playing golf. Don't get too tired though. I am going to want more of you tonight. OK?"

"OK, I may just play nine holes and then take a nap. I might need it this afternoon."

"Good boy. You sure do know how to treat a woman. Now let's get you put together again and send you on your way." She sat up and redid the buttons on his shirt. This was interspersed with soft kisses on his lips. "I can't tell you in words how wonderful tonight has been for me. I had high expectations to start and you exceeded every one of them. I hope that I lived up to your expectations."

"Let's just say that I don't even remember what my expectations were any more. You have taken me places that I haven't even dreamed of yet."

"That's nice to hear because I have more places I want to take you to also; a lot of them. Now go home and get some good rest."

She walked him to the door with her breasts still bare. Their good night kiss was full and erotic. She finally had to push him out the door or she wouldn't be able to let him go. She watched him drive off and then went to her cell phone. The text message that she was waiting for had been there for five minutes.

"On the way home and yes, it was memorable. See you at 10:00. Was your night good?"

She texted back, "Yes, much more than good. He is ready for you."

Then she turned off the lights and went to bed. She thought about using her vibrator but decided against it. She wanted to be completely ready for him when he entered her for the first time and she hoped that it would be soon.

Thomas was half way home before he realized that he was going home to Denise after spending a marvelous evening with Marcie including one of the best make out sessions he had ever experienced. His cock was still hard and he wondered what he would say to Denise if she asked about it. He also realized that she had spent the evening with another man for the first time. Would she be the same? Would she still be his wife? Would she still be able to say that he was the only man who had ever made love to her? These thought plagued him through the last part of the drive home. Her car was in the driveway but most of the lights were off.

He quietly entered the front room and put his keys on the table by the door. There was a note waiting for him. "Take off your clothes and come to me quickly. I need you badly." He quickly removed his clothes and walked naked down the hall still sporting a full erection bouncing in front of him. When he entered the bed room he was greeted by Denise on all fours with her beautiful breasts hanging down with fully extended nipples. He ass and pussy were pointed directly at the door. Her hand was covering her womanhood except for one finger which seemed to be missing.

"Tommy, now. I need you now. Please, come fuck me now." The missing finger appeared and disappeared again several times.

Thomas walked to her and gently removed her hand and slowly inserted his cock inside her. Everything felt normal except that she was extraordinarily wet. She moaned when she felt him touch bottom. "Thank you, honey. I need you so badly. I am not going to last long. I've been waiting all night for this; please give it to me." She began pulling away and pushing back against him. Thomas picked up her rhythm and began thrusting into her meeting each of her movements. He held onto her hips and began driving into her more firmly. She came but didn't stop; neither did he. They kept up their coupling until she announced, "I'm going to cum again Tommy. Cum with me. Cum deep inside me." He did as he was told. And they fell on the bed together with him on her back.

He finally pulled out of her and rolled onto her side. She rolled over to face him and her hand touched his face. "You are so good to me. I will always love you, Tommy. No one can replace you in my heart. And no one makes me feel like you do, no one." She smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Did you have a good time tonight?" He asked. His eye caught sight of the small oval bruise on her breast that hadn't been there earlier.

"Yes, I had a wonderful time. It was just so different than when we go out together. Did you have a good time with Marcie? She's so cute."

"Yes, she is and we had a really good time also. We both enjoyed the musical. It was very powerful."

"So I heard. Tommy honey, I'm going to a party with Ron tomorrow night and there is a good chance that I won't come home until Sunday around noon. I know that Marcie asked you to go to a party with her too. I hope you said yes and you can stay with her if you want. In fact, stay with her until the afternoon and then bring her home with you. I'm going to invite her for dinner Sunday night. Is that alright?"

Thomas looked at his beautiful wife and caressed her cheek. Both of them knew what was going to happen and they weren't kidding each other even if they didn't say the words.

"Of course, it is alright. Will this make you happy?"

"Yes, honey. It will make me very happy. And I think that it will make you happy too. Am I right?"

"Yes, Marcie is a wonderful woman and she makes me very happy too. And I'll bring her home with me Sunday afternoon."

"You are so special. No one will ever replace you."

"Nor will anyone ever replace you, my love. Are you ready to sleep?"

"Yes, it has been a long day and you are playing golf in the morning. So let's get our rest." She rolled over and Tomas spooned her from behind. They slept like they usually did, entwined with each other.

The next morning, they shared a light breakfast as usual and Thomas dressed to go play golf. Denise dressed to meet Marcie. They kissed and went their separate ways. The drive to the golf course gave Thomas time to reflect on everything.

Denise met Marcie at a deli that was quickly becoming their favorite meeting spot. They met with a kiss and hug and sat down.

Denise began, "Tommy says that you had a good time. Did you?"

"It was better than good. No wonder you are so hung up on him. He is a perfect gentleman and a fabulous kisser."

"Did he try anything with you?"

"No, but like I warned you, I encouraged him to enjoy me. We danced and then I sat in his lap and we kissed for quite a while. Then I told him to untie my top. He did and, I almost hate to tell you this, I came twice while he was caressing my breasts and sucking on them. I came one other time with just breast play but never have I cum twice. He was masterful."

"Did you get in his pants or he into yours?"

"No, I wanted both of those but I promised you and myself that we would stay above my waist last night. It was hard, but I made it through. So tell me about your night."

"Ron was a gentleman for most of the night. He knew that I wasn't wearing a bra, of course, but he just took little touches and peeks. It was kind of cute really. And he was also a really good dancer. When the intermission came, we went outside with a lot of others and drank a beer and talked. When the intermission was about over, he kissed me for the first time. It was really nice. Then most of the other people went back inside but we stayed and talked some more and kissed some more. There were a bunch of bugs flying around so we got in the back seat of my car and things got more interesting. His kisses got me really hot and then he put his hands on my breasts. I thought I was going to faint. I am so used to Tommy's touch, but he was not as gentle as Tommy but it still felt good. I'm not sure exactly how he did it, but the next thing I knew, his bare cock was sticking straight out of his pants. His was only the second one I have ever seen live. He was about the same length as Tommy but a little thicker."

"How could you tell?"

"It was really pretty easy when I put my hand around it." She giggled. "It was nice to hold and I could tell that he was very ready."

"Did you fuck him or go down on him?"

"No, I thought about it but I didn't. I just held it and stroked it a little. He came all over his shirt and my hand. It was cute. He was so turned on, he couldn't control himself. Luckily I had a box of tissue in the car to clean him up. Then we kissed some more and his hands found their way inside my blouse but I wouldn't let him take it off. He kissed me right at the top of one breast and left me a little mark. I almost killed him for that. I'm pretty sure that Tommy noticed it."

"So what else happened?"

"Not much. We kissed and went back inside and danced some more. I finally took him back to his hotel and then came home."

"Did Thomas fuck you when he got home? He was more than ready I'm sure."

"Yes he did, and it was wonderful as usual. Thank you for warming him up for me."

"So what do we do tonight?"

"Tonight, Tommy is all yours. I didn't tell Ron, but I expect that I will stay the night with him tonight. I told Tommy that I would be home around lunch time. So he is your completely until then."

"No restrictions?"

"None from my point of view. You can set whatever limits you want."

"As horny as I am, I can assure you that there will be no limits. If he is half as good with his cock as he is with his fingers and mouth, I might be bringing him back to you in a body bag."

"Don't do that. Oh and I told him to bring you home when he comes. I am inviting you to dinner with us."

"Do you think that this is a wise thing to do?"

"Yes. Tommy might be a little confused being around both of us but he will get over it. I want him to get comfortable around us together. You and I are going to stay friends whatever happens and I certainly am not going to get rid of Tommy, so the three of us need to get comfortable together."

"That might present a problem because based on last night, I might not want to give him back."

"I didn't say you would, did I? I have a couple of ideas I am working on. Let's see how things work out, OK?"

"Are you bringing Ron to your house tonight?"

"Oh no. My house is Tommy and my house. I will stay with him at his hotel unless he screws up during the party."

"But you are having me at your house?"

"You are part of Tommy and I and are always welcome. Ron is just a diversion. He won't even know where I live."

"One day, you are going to have to explain that to me."

"OK, but not today. Today you figure out how you are going to make Tommy the happiest man in town and you, the most satisfied woman in town."

Marcie smiled a huge smile. "If one happens, the other will be sure to follow. Count on that."

"I am counting on that. Now let's go shopping for a while. I think you need a crop top to wear tonight, don't you?"

"As long as it is easy for Thomas to take it off."

"Let's go."

Thomas got home at 2:00 and since he was alone, he lay down on the bed and dozed. Denise came home at 4:00 and found him still asleep and decided to leave him that way until 5:00. That would still give him plenty of time to get ready for Marcie.

When Thomas woke up, he got up and went to find Denise. He found her in the kitchen and came up behind her and cupped her breasts as he kissed her neck. He let his fingers trap her nipples between them and gently squeezed them until they were hard. He realized that Denise's nipples were half the size of Marcie's but both were very sensitive to his touch. He thought for a moment and decided that he was just fortunate to have two pair of fabulous breasts to caress and tease. He wasn't going to play favorites. He liked them both equally well.

"You better stop that sometime in the next fifteen minutes or you will be very late to pick up Marcie."

"How much trouble am I going to be in if I quit?"

"More than I'm willing to tell you."

"How much trouble am I in if I don't stop?"

"More than I'm willing to tell you."

"So I win either way."

"Yes, you do, you handsome devil. But I'm going to stop you now before you really get my motor running. You have to save your strength for Marcie."

"What about you?"

"I can take care of myself."

"Are you going to have a good time tonight?"

"I expect to. Just remember to bring Marcie with you when you come home tomorrow afternoon. You will be cooking on the grill, by the way."

"I get to cook for my two favorite women. How lucky can a guy get?"

"Not any luckier than you already are. Now kiss me and go clean up for Marcie."

Thomas kissed her and then went to shower, shave and get dressed. He opted for casual slacks rather than jeans and a Caribbean style shirt. He wore casual loafers. He checked that he had everything and remembered that he was going to stop for wine and beer. Then he went to say good night to Denise. She met him in the living room with a paper sack.

"Here, this is for Marcie. Don't look; it is stuff every girl ought to have. You look great. Have a really good time tonight and I'll see you tomorrow afternoon."

"I love you. You have a good time too." He kissed her and went to his car and put the bag in the car. He picked up a case of good beer and two bottles of wine and was knocking on Marcie's door just before 7:00. She opened the door holding her top to her chest. "Just in time. Tie me in back and then around my neck."

He tied her top as instructed and was very impressed with the view when she removed her hands. The top featured a simple top that exposed just a hint of cleavage and a small bottom strap that went under her breasts. The rest was a flap of material that appeared to just lay over and cover her breasts. Her nipples were already denting the fabric and holding it away from her chest.

"You look ravishing tonight, Marcie; but I have never seen you look anything but beautiful but this weekend, beautiful is too simple a word."

"You are so sweet; I could really get used to you being around. What is in the sack? Something for the picnic?"

"No, Denise said that it is for you; something every girl needs. She said that I couldn't look, so I haven't."

Denise took the sack and looked inside and then smiled. "She is right; a girl needs these. I'll be right back and we can go." She went into her bedroom and then returned with a light wrap.

"I am ready, are you?"

"No. I think the protocol calls for me to kiss you, doesn't it?"

"You distracted me too much; I forgot. Yes, that is the protocol, please proceed."

He took her in his arms and kissed her in a very friendly way. Their tongues eagerly sought each other and fought for dominance. It ended in a draw.

"Now that is the way to start a date!" She said when the kiss broke.

"Yes, I think I agree about that. Now I am ready to go."

"Me too, in more ways than one." She took his arm and they went to his car. "Do you know where the river runs into the lake?"

"Yes, I know the general area."

"That is where we are going. My girl friend and her husband have a place near there. If you can get me to the area, I can get us to the house."




A Very Unusual Couple



He drove in the direction of the lake. It would take them about thirty minutes to get there. She took his arm and held it close to her and rested her head on his shoulder. "I like your choice of music honey. It fits my mood very nicely."

"Thanks. This is one of my favorite stations to listen to."

They drove quietly until they neared the lake. "OK, do you recognize anything?"

"There is a small café near here. Do you know it?"

"It is this way, I think." He drove about a mile and found the café.

"Yes, OK now, turn left and go about a mile or so and there is a street to the right. Take it."

He followed her instructions and they found themselves in front of an iron gate with a speaker. Thomas pushed the button and waited. The gate opened and they drove through some trees and turned right to a very large house with a dozen cars in front.

"Wow. Your friend must be doing pretty well."

"Well her family has money and I think his did too. I'm not sure what they do for a living but they obviously live very well. Oh, and just a reminder. You are with me. Megan, my friend, is a world class flirt and so is her husband."

"I know very well who I am with and she couldn't pry me away from her with a gun in her hand."

Marcie felt a tingle inside her when he said that. "Just make sure that you remember that. She might have a gun." They grinned at each other as they parked. He took her hand and led her to the front door. It opened without a knock and a beautiful woman dressed in shorts and a very tight halter met them with a smile. 

She gave Thomas a once over and finally said, "Well Marcie, I see that your taste in men has greatly improved."

"Hands off, Megan. He is mine. And you are one to talk about taste in men; look what you got stuck with."

"I got stuck with a guy with enough money to overcome the fact that his dick is smaller than your little finger."

"What a slut?'"

"Look cunt, I don't need to be insulted by your kind. There are a dozen other people here who can insult me a lot better than you."

Just as Thomas was beginning to get worried, they both broke into a huge smile and hugged each other like long lost sisters.

"Thomas, this is Megan. In spite of her foul mouth and lousy personality, she is probably my best friend. She was my roommate in college for three years. Megan, this is Thomas and he belongs to me."

"Hi, Thomas. I am so pleased to meet you. I just hope that you treat Marcie really good. She deserves a lot better than some of the guys she has had in the past."

"Thank you Megan, I try to treat her the best way that I know how. If I don't, trust that I will beat myself up before you have a chance to."

"Marie, I think you finally found a winner. Keep him."

"I know. I'm trying."

"Come on in, I'll introduce you to everyone." She led them into the living room and kitchen and introduced them to various couples and individuals. It appeared that a number of the men were sitting around the pool and a number of the women chatting in the kitchen. The women appeared to know each other fairly well.

A few moments later, there was a knock at the door and once again Megan went to the door. She opened it and spoke to the people outside and then turned and hollered, "Danny, front door." She ushered the people inside and Thomas was shocked to see Denise with a man he didn't know. He nudged Marcie and turned and looked. "Oh shit. We didn't compare notes on where we were going. Are you OK?"

"I'm fine right now but I don't know what I will feel like when Denise realizes that we are here too."

"I'll see if I can get a word with her. Go outside and drink a beer for a few minutes. I'll catch up with you. And remember who you are with."

"I am with you, Marcie. I think I can handle it."

"Then I will talk to her and make sure that she can. Just chill for a few minutes. OK?"

'Don't be too long. I get lonely."

"Honey, you won't be lonely for the rest of the night I promise you."

Thomas went outside while Marcie drifted up toward Megan where she and her husband were saying their greetings to the new arrivals. When Megan noticed her presence, she turned and smiled at Marcie and said, "This is my college roommate. Marcie this is Ron and Denise. This is Marcie."

Marcie shook hands with Ron, who seemed very relaxed and then with Denise, who didn't. Megan returned to the kitchen and her husband led Ron outside to meet others. That left Denise and Marcie looking at each other.

"Are you OK?" Marcie asked.

"I'm not sure. Did Tommy see us?"

"Yes, but I think he is OK. Let's work out how we are going to do this."

"Are you sure Tommy is OK?"

"I think so but I'll keep him close."

"Good. Let's just go with we are strangers who just met at a party. We'll play it by ear as long as we can keep that up. If we get to talking, it might come easier."

"I'll follow your lead."

"I'll just make sure that I keep Ron in the dark. You try to keep Tommy focused on you."

"Got it." Marcie turned and went to find Thomas. She found him with a beer talking to Ron. She walked up and put an arm around Thomas and smiled at Ron. "Hi there, I see you two have met."

"Yes we did. I'm glad because everyone else seems to know each other. The only person I know here is one of my customers. I'm glad to meet someone to talk to. My date is Denise and she should be...............ah, here she is now. Denise, this is Thomas and Marcie."

"Hi." Denise said as she shook hands with both of them. She made eye contact with Marcie but avoided it with Thomas. "It is nice to meet you. Ron, be a dear and get me a glass of wine. Marcie, do you want one too?"

"That would be nice, thank you."

Ron left to go to the kitchen. Denise started to talk, "Tommy, I'm sorry............"

"Deni, don't be. I am with Marcie and you are with Ron. We are in the same place. Let's just enjoy the evening and not worry about it."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, I know that you and Marcie talk and have whatever planned already. Let's just go with the flow. I'm OK and I have Marcie to lean on if I need to."

"Thank you, honey. I can't tell you how much I appreciate this."

"When you two decide to tell me what is going on, then you can show me your appreciation. Until then, let's just have a good time."

Just then Ron returned with two glasses of wine. Both girls thanked him and he nodded. The four drifted toward an outdoor gazebo and took seats on adjacent but separate benches. It didn't take long for them to warm up to each other and get comfortable. They talked for about thirty minutes when they heard Megan yell, "Food's on." They rose and walked together to the house to see what tidbits there might be. It turned out to be a full buffet rather than a platter of finger food. They each took a plate and filled it. Then they found a table of the patio and sat and ate together while continuing their talk.

As they were finishing, Megan came around with a clipboard in hand.

"Hi, guys. I hope you are having fun." They nodded. "We have two hot tubs. The big one holds eight people and the small one holds four. So I usually make out a schedule for the small one so that everyone has a chance to spend time in it if you want. Are you interested in scheduling the small one?"

Denise and Marcie looked at each other but before they could say anything, Thomas said, "Yes, put the four of us down for 9:00 or 9:30 if they are available. We didn't bring suits though."

"No one does. The small one is very private and most people either do without or wear their underwear. I have a lot of towels to use. I'll put you down for 9:00. You can go in the big one any time that there is room. Marcie, would you and Thomas like to join my husband and I in the small pool at 10:30? People will be leaving by then and we can wind down a little."

Marcie smiled and said, "We would love to."

"Great. The entrance to the small tub is down that path by the house. You can't miss it. There is a clock down there so keep an eye on it. You have it from 9:00 until 9:30. I'll talk to you more later."

Ron and Denise decided to go back and get a dessert and a drink refill. Marcie and Thomas stayed at the table. When the two had left, Marcie looked at Thomas and said, "Are you sure about the hot tub thing? That could get awkward."

"Honey, I am with you. Unless I miss my guess, Ron saw as much of Denise last night as I saw of you. I'm OK with that. I will be with you and I can't think of anything better than being in a hot tub with you and Denise."

"But Ron will be there too."

"Yes, he will. So let's don't worry about it."

'Damn, you are so special. I'm keeping you."

"Good."

Ron and Denise returned with a drink refill for them. Then Denise said, "We talked about it and think that we will keep our underwear on in the hot tub. Is that alright with you two?"

Marcie answered with a smile. "That might be a good idea. We're game." Thomas nodded. He knew that Denise's eyes were on him as she spoke. He just looked at her and nodded. They went back to their lighter banter. At ten before nine, Megan came around and said, "The 8:30 people got out early, so it is free anytime you are ready to go. The towels are on a cart there. Take a drink refill and enjoy."

Thomas rose and took Marcie's hand and led her to the kitchen for a refill. She squeezed his hand. Ron and Denise followed. Then they walked down the path toward the hot tub. It was situated in a nice enclosed patio with plants surrounding it and music piped in. There was a rack with hooks for their clothes and a stack of towels on a metal table. Thomas and Marcie went to one side of the table while Ron and Denise stayed on the other. Thomas pulled off his shirt and hung it up and then undid his slacks and put them on the hook also leaving him in his boxer briefs. Marcie turned to him and said, "Untie me please." Her untied her top and hung it next to his clothes. Marcie tuned sideways and mostly hid her breasts from Ron and Denise. She unzipped her slacks and stepped out of them and handed them to Thomas. She was wearing only a tiny white thong. She stood up straight and pressed against Thomas and kissed him. He took her hand and led her to the steps down into the hot tub.

When they were seated, they looked back at Ron and Denise. They were slower. Denise had her skirt off and was standing wearing small bikini panties. Ron had his shirt off but was slow working on getting his pants off. Denise looked directly at Thomas and pulled her shirt up and over her head and hung it on a hook. Ron had finally gotten his pants off and was standing next to her in his briefs. Thomas felt Marcie's hand squeeze his thigh as the other two started to walk to the hot tub. Marcie snuggled against him so that one of her breasts pressed into his arm. Thomas took that arm and put it around her shoulders in a possessive manner. She snuggled closer and now her breast was obviously resting against his chest. She noticed that Denise had looked before she took Ron's arm and put it around her shoulders and let one of her breasts press against his chest also.

Marcie leaned up and kissed Thomas' cheek and waited for him to turn to her and return the kiss. She didn't have to wait long. His lips found hers and their kiss was tender and sweet if also a little restrained. Then Marcie returned to her snuggle spot and watched as Denise also kissed Ron's cheek. He didn't return her kiss but Denise returned to resting her head on his shoulder. It appeared that her hand was either on his thigh or higher. Marcie moved her hand until it was resting next to Thomas' hard cock. There was no doubt that he was aroused by the hot tub scene. She gently placed her hand on his erect member and squeezed it lightly. His response was to spread his legs slightly giving her full access to his groin.

Denise said a little nervously, "This is the first time either of us have been in a hot tub with others before. What are you supposed to do?"

Marcie replied, "Enjoy the hot water and the bubbles, relax, have a drink and don't worry about it. Think of it as a large bathtub." She smiled knowingly at Denise. Denise smiled back and began to visibly relax a little.

Thomas reached for one of their wine glasses and held it while Marcie took a sip. Then he took one for himself before setting the glass back down. That seemed to trigger Ron into action and he rose slightly to reach their glass. This movement showed Thomas and Marcie that Denise's hand was indeed holding on to his manhood. Marcie squeezed Thomas again and then ran her fingers down his thigh and caressed his testicles. A moment later she raised her hand and slid it inside his underwear and felt his naked cock for the first time. Thomas took his arm from around her shoulders and lowered it around her back and under the water. His hand stopped when it was resting on one of her bare ass cheeks. She adjusted a little so that he had easier access to her skin. He used his fingers to explore what was offered.

Denise said, "Look at the time. We only have five minutes left." They could see that her hand moved and assumed that she moved it from Ron's manhood to give him some time to recover. Marcie had no such desire nor did Thomas. With two minutes to go, Denise stood up and started to get out of the tub with Ron following her. His erection had shrunk some but it was still obvious with his briefs being wet and clinging to his body. Marcie noticed that it appeared that Denise's panties were slightly out of alignment. She wondered if Ron had gotten his finger wet, as the saying goes. She smiled to herself.

She leaned over and gave Thomas a kiss and then removed her hand from his underpants and also stood up. Thomas followed with his full erection on display. He took a towel and dried Marcie. She smiled at him and said, "Hold it for me." He held the towel while she stepped out of her panties and put them on the table. Then she wrapped the towel around her waist and loosely tied the top of her halter around her neck to cover her breasts. "We are going to be going back in the tub in an hour. No sense getting our clothes all wet now."

Thomas nodded and dried himself off. She held the towel while he took his underpants off and also wrapped the towel around his waist and also draped his shirt over his shoulders. Then he picked up both of their wet underwear and his pants and her slacks and carried them back towards the patio. Denise had also removed her underpants and put her skirt and blouse back on. Ron had slipped his pants over his briefs and the moisture was already showing through. They followed Thomas and Marcie back to the patio. Ron whispered something to Denise who nodded in agreement. Ron went into the house and Denise came over to Marcie and Thomas.

"Ron is a little embarrassed. He didn't want to take his underpants off and now he is wet. We are going to go. You two have a nice rest of the party. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon." She smiled at them.

Marcie replied, "Thomas get me another wine; I'll walk Denise to the door." Thomas went to the kitchen and Marcie took Denise's arm. "Is everything OK?"

"I think Ron is a little more innocent than he pretends to be. But yes, everything is fine. At least it is with me. I'll let you know how it goes."

"Did he get a finger in you?"

"No; he just slipped his finger inside my panties when I said that we had five minutes; so all he got was a quick touch. Now it is time to see just how innocent he really is."

"You are still sure?"

"Yes. Here he comes." Ron rejoined them by the door. Thomas returned with a two glasses of wine and they went through the motions of saying good night to their two new friends. Then Denise and Ron left. 

Marcie took Thomas' hand and led him back to the patio. There was one lounge chair empty so he sat down and she sat on his lap and snuggled into his arms. Marcie leaned up and whispered in his ear, "We go naked next time. I like you with no clothes on. Do you like me that way too?"

"Yes, but do you think we should?" He whispered back.

"Honey, tonight we are going to sleep together and the only thing I want on you is me. Understand?"

"Yes."

"Good. I think Ron was a little nervous in the hot tub, don't you?"

"He probably was although it might have been because Denise had his penis in her hand."

"Do you think that he tried to touch her?"

"I wouldn't be surprised."

"Are you alright?"

"Yes. I got a little nervous for awhile but you seem to know how to make me relax."

"Good. I have several more way to help you relax later." She kissed him and he responded with his lips and tongue. 

Megan came over and sat next to them. "Everyone else is in the big tub. If you are ready, let's go get in the small tub. My husband will be over in awhile. It will just be the three of us for now. I've got a fresh bottle of wine for us."

Marcie got up and helped Thomas stand and the three of them walked back towards the small tub. Once there, Marcie took off her halter and unwrapped her towel. Then she unwrapped Thomas as he took off his shirt. She immediately took hold of his half hard cock and led him to the hot tub. Megan had taken her top off and wasn't wearing a bra. Her skirt came off next and she wasn't wearing panties either. Then she casually walked over and opened the wine and poured three glasses. Finally, she stepped into the tub and took a seat next to Marcie.

"So Marcie, how is your new job going and where did you meet a hunk like Thomas? It's not like you to keep secrets from me."

"Bullshit, Megan. If I told you everything, it would be on the net in capital letters before morning and you know it. My job is wonderful and Mr. Wonderful here kind of came with the job. He is my mentor at work; so he really doesn't want to be here tonight but he feels that as my mentor, he needs to keep me out of trouble." Marcie squeezed his cock as she said this.

"And I believe that like I believe your tits are artificial. So Thomas, ignore her, how did you two meet?"

"Actually, she was half right. I am her mentor at work and well I kind of couldn't get rid of her and now she's kind of gotten under my skin. So the only thing she said that was bs was that I didn't want to be here with her. She has this effect on me." The effect he referred to was the stroking of his most sensitive spots.

Just then they heard a faint "Megan!" being yelled from the patio.

"Shit, the hostess never gets to enjoy her party. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." Megan got out and wrapped a towel around her waist and went toward the voice.

"And just what is this effect I have on you?" Marcie asked coyly.

"That's a secret for me to know and you to find out."

"I have my ways to find out." She moved and straddled him with her back against his chest. As she settled onto his lap she made sure that his cock was pressed along her slit and her hand insured that it stayed there. Then she began rubbing against him forward and back. "Are you ready to tell me what I want to know yet?"

"What exactly do you want to know?" He reached around her and cupped her breasts with her nipples between his fingers again. He began kissing her neck and shoulders.

"I'm not sure that I remember what it was. I only know of one thing I want to find out." She felt herself melting.

"What is the one thing you want to find out?"

"I want to find out how this feels inside of me." She pushed his cock more firmly against her wanton pussy.

He lowered his arm around her waist and gently lifted her up as his cock slipped along her slit until it reached the entrance to her body. He could hear her breath being sucked into her lungs. "On three I am going to lower you down. One." She whimpered. "Two." She growled a low sound that sounded like "Please." "Three." He let her slide a little and the crown of his cock entered her. Her breath escaped from her lungs. He released her some more and she slid about half way down. Her eyes were tightly shut and she was biting her lower lip. Then he allowed her to slide all of the way down until his cock was pressing against her cervix and his pubic hair was tickling her asshole. Suddenly, he felt her muscles clamp down around his cock and she started shaking. He gently took her breasts in his hands and let her ride out her orgasm.




A Very Unusual Couple



"Oh God, I have never cum before from just that. It felt so wonderful; you are so wonderful." She fell back against his chest and she took his hands in hers and held them still on her breasts.

"I think that you had a great deal to do with the wonderful part."

"Whatever. Are you going to fuck me now?"

"I would rather make love with you. Do you want that here or somewhere else?"

"I want you anywhere and everywhere. You decide for me."

"I want you to cum again before we leave."

"Oh that will be the easiest thing you have ever asked me to do."

"I see that you are doing exactly what I would be doing if I were you." Megan's voice interrupted them. "Go on; don't let me stop you. I expect Marcie needs a good cum. I'll just sit over here and watch." Megan re-entered the hot tub and sat across from Marcie and Thomas. "You know Thomas, Marcie is most beautiful when she is cumming. I watched her cum several times in college and she just glows when she cums."

"Hush. Megan. He doesn't need to know that. Just sit there and play with yourself." Marcie replied. 

"I think I will; thank you for inviting me." Megan lay back and started fingering her own pussy.

Thomas watched her as her fingers touched her pussy. Then he slowly raised his hips so that Marcie was just below the surface of the water and he slipped his hand down and began to stroke her tender lips and clit hood. Marcie closed her eyes and lay back against his chest. Megon looked at Thomas and smiled. She raised her hips so that he could see her fingers at work. Thomas began mimicking her movements. It wasn't long before there was a finger teasing each clit and Marcie was breathing deeply again. She was moaning quietly as Thomas' finger gently roused her erect little man. His cock was still just filling her emptiness, a feeling that she really liked. When Thomas felt Marcie approaching her point of no return, he said quietly, "Megan, cum with Marcie." Megan looked at him and smiled. Her fingers began mimicking what Thomas's were doing. When he took her clit between his fingers, she followed suit and both girls burst into a moan of pleasure at the same time. Thomas felt Marcie clamp down on him again and started shaking again. He held her closely and let her pleasure wash over her. 

"Oh, that was lovely. You and Marcie make a beautiful couple, Thomas. Thank you."

"Thank you for joining us, Megan and thank you for inviting us tonight."

"It was my pleasure. Listen, Next weekend, my husband and I were going to take our boat out for a day on the lake. Would you and Marcie like to join us?"

Marie stirred in Thomas' arms and looked up at him with a tender look. "I think that we would like that Megan, but we will need to check our schedules and get back with you to confirm it if that is alright."

"Of course, Marcie can call me. It will be a casual day of course and hopefully the weather will be nice. Now, I better go see what my husband is up to. I suspect that he has been with the little blonde he was sitting with. She looked like she needed some attention since her husband had fallen asleep on her."

"When Marcie gets herself together, I expect that we will be leaving."

"That's fine. Come find me and I'll walk you out." Megan climbed out of the tub and wrapped her towel around herself again and left.

Thomas looked down at Marcie and smiled. She looked at him and said quietly, "You didn't cum."

"No, not yet. I am enjoying you too much right now."

She rose off of him and turned to face him and sat back down on his cock but now she could kiss him and control her movements. She began a slow rise and fall as she said quietly to him, "I have wanted you inside me since the first week I started working with you and I wanted to feel you cum in me. Now I have felt you but I haven't had all of you yet. I want you now, all of you." Her lips went to his and sucked his tongue into her mouth. His hands went to her breasts again and found her hard nipples. "Fuck me Thomas, fuck me, take me, own me." Her movements became more demanding and insistent and Thomas knew that with this stimulation, he wasn't far from reaching his limit. He began moving in a limited way to meet her movements and thrust into her. He moaned and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to cum, Marcie." 

"Yes, yes." She replied and increased her actions but even with the warning he had given her, she was surprised at the intensity of his eruption. He spurted stream after stream of cum inside her. It felt wonderful and powerful to her. She knew that she wanted more of this and often. She wrapped her arms around his head and held him close to her. Even though she had just recently cum, a small but thrilling orgasm rolled through her. She whispered in his ear, "Thomas, I love you." As soon as she said it, she hoped that he hadn't heard it. She was already worrying about what she and Denise would say to each other and more importantly, if Denise would expect her to give Thomas up when she was through with Ron. Marcie now knew that he was just a temporary toy for Denise, but she wanted Thomas for a lot longer than that.

She continued to hold him long after both of them had settled down. He seemed to be in no hurry to let her go either. Marcie liked being held like this. All of her other lovers had been ready to roll over and fall asleep after cumming. Thomas seemed like her just enjoying the aftermath as his hands caressed her back and ass.

"Are you ready to go home and make love, my love?" He asked quietly.

"I am ready to make love with you anytime you want me."

"Then let's go home. I want to really make love with you in bed and hold you while we fall asleep."

"You don't know how wonderful that sounds. Just holding you like this is special and it will be hard to let go even if there is something better waiting at home." But slowly she rose off of him even while her arms were still around his head. Finally she let go and climbed out of the hot tub. He followed her and took her towel and dried her off. She did the same to him. Then they held each other in a loving and tender kiss.

They walked out to the patio where they found a number of people in various stages of copulation, none of them with their spouse as far as they could tell. Megan was being plundered by a young man who appeared to have tremendous staying power. Megan's husband appeared to be recovering from the little blonde who was busy trying to re-inflate his cock.

Thomas whispered to Marcie, "It looks like we might have been missing something>"

She kissed him and replied, "I didn't miss a thing. Let's go; I'll call Megan tomorrow and thank her. I don't think she wants to be interrupted."

"I agree." He led her into the house and gathered their clothes. "Do you want to put your clothes back on?"

"No, I'll just wear the towel. That way if you have the urge to fuck me again on the way home, it will be easier."

"I have the urge right now but I want to wait until we are in your bed."

"Then why are we standing her talking. Let's get on the road. I'm ready for everything you have to give me."

Thomas made the drive home in record time without attracting the attention of the police. He was spurred on because Marcie undid his towel and had been sucking his cock since they had gotten back on the main road. He was very hard and ready when he pulled into the parking space in front of her apartment. There was no one around so Marcie went and opened the door quickly and Thomas followed bare-assed a few moments later carrying their clothes. They were laughing so hard by the time she shut and locked the door, they had to sit down for a few minutes. Then Marcie took his hand and led him into her bedroom.

Thomas picked her up after undoing her towel and laid her on the bed and put his head between her legs and began devouring her delightful pussy. Marcie started to object until she felt his tongue drag across her clit and then sink into her hole. Then she was lost in a plethora of erotic and exotic feelings and sensations. Only one other man had ever gone down on her and it had only been for a few moments. What Thomas was doing to her was magical. She moaned and caressed his hair while he plowed her fertile garden with his tongue.

Thomas knew that she was close to another orgasm and he was still close from her oral efforts in the car. He slowed his oral assault and began kissing his way up until he was kissing her lips again. Slowly he brought his cock to her opening and started pushing it inside. Her body knew what was happening and rose to meet his entrance. He could hear her purring in contentment. "Yeesssss lover. Yesssss. Make love to me. I am yours. Cum inside me again." She gripped his ass and pulled him inside her and held him close. The feeling of him inside her once again brought her a feeling of fullness and satisfaction. Her internal muscles began sucking on him, trying to milk him. Then she put her legs around him and locked her ankles together and she began to move. He responded by firmly matching her movements with his own. They were pleasuring each other as if they were one. He would try to pull his cock almost all of the way out; she would force him all of the way back in. The friction and stretching of each movement was overwhelming them both and they almost simultaneously whispered to the other "I'm cumming." Her first contraction was met by his first explosion and they both screamed as if as one. 

The aftermath was almost anti-climactic; both Thomas and Marcie could barely move for almost ten minutes. They gently caressed her other and kissed whatever skin was near them. Finally, Thomas found the energy to roll off of her and pull her into his arms. She went willingly and put her hands on his face and kissed him lovingly.

"Tommy; is it alright if I call you Tommy?"

"Sure; Denise does."

"That's why I'm asking. Tommy, I'm confused; can I talk to you about it?"

"Yes, of course. I'm not sure if I can help you but I'll try."

"When I first met Denise and we talked about me going out with you. I was happy. I haven't been out with a man in six months, even for just a drink. I wasn't expecting to have such a perfect time with you. Now I wonder what Denise is trying to do. Is she trying to set us up? Or something else? Do you know?"

"No, on that point I am just as clueless as you are. All I can say is that Denise and I have been together like forever. We are like totally bonded to each other and we trust each other completely. When she brought this up, I went along with her because that is what we do with each other. Neither of us deny the other anything; but she didn't say anything in particular about why she wanted this. Since I am the only man she has ever been with, she might have just wanted to try someone else. I don't know. But she wanted to do this and I agreed. Frankly, I wasn't expecting to be as comfortable or as happy going out with you either. At the time, I told her that I would be happy to just stay home and wait for her but she insisted that I go out with you. You are the only one I know that I would have gone out with even on a simple date much less to spend the night or make love with. What I am hearing you say is that you feel a lot more about me than you were expecting too; and the same is true for me. I don't have much experience in this, but right now, I feel just as strongly about you as I do about Denise. Does that make sense?"

"I'm not sure but it makes me very happy to hear you say that. I said earlier that I love you. I don't know if you heard that, but I said it and I meant it."

"I heard it. I'm still trying to process all of the things I feel but I could easily say that I love you too. I'm still a little cautious. Don't be mad at me for that."

"I'm not mad at you for anything. I'm just trying to sort this out for myself. Do you think I should go over to your house tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yes. Like I said, I trust her implicitly. If she wants us there together, she has a reason, even if we don't know what it is. I am sure that it is not a bad reason or a devious one. She has never done anything like that before."

"OK, I'll go with you. Tommy, I can't tell you just how much this weekend has meant to me; but I also can't tell you how much I don't want this to end and that is what I am afraid of."

"I don't want it to end either but I don't know what she has in mind. I can't imagine that she would set us up and then try to tear us apart. Like I said, right now I am just going to trust her."

"And I am going to trust you. Have I really made you happy this weekend?"

"More than happy; I don't have a word to describe it but it is more than happy, a lot more. Come let me hold you while we sleep. I will want to make love to you again in the morning."

"If you can't wait, wake me up. I am yours anytime you want me." She turned off the light and they snuggled together and fell asleep perfectly satisfied.

He didn't wake her up except when he brought coffee to her in the morning. She was surprised but pleased to wake up to a naked man bringing coffee. She was even more pleased when they had finished their coffee, he started kissing her and caressing her. She just let him have his way and occasionally showed him places to touch and kiss. Finally, he turned her on her hands and knees and entered her doggy style and brought her to two orgasms before he came inside her again.

It was only 9:30 when they finished so they decided to shower together and go out for breakfast. When they finished their shower, Marcie handed him the bag that Denise had sent and he found a razor, shaving cream, deodorant and toothbrush along with clean underwear. Marcie smiled and told him, "Her note said that this was for your other home. So I guess that you will be here more than just once in awhile."

He smiled in return and replied, "I guess so."

They showered and cleaned up and went to breakfast at a hotel that featured a good buffet. After breakfast, they walked around the shopping areas holding hands and teasing each other. They bought a couple of little trinkets and just enjoyed the morning. On a whim, they went into a jewelry store featuring one-of-a-kind, handmade jewelry. They found a series of three silver symbols that they liked and bought them along with three silver chains. The three symbols were all interlocking triangles, each one slightly different. They both felt that the symbolism was somehow appropriate.

They left shortly before noon for the twenty minute drive to his house to meet Denise and see what would develop during the afternoon. Marcie snuggled next to Thomas and kept her hand on his thigh. As they neared his neighborhood, she started to feel a knot developing in her stomach. She didn't say anything. The truth was Thomas also had a knot growing in his stomach too. They tried their best to not let the other know of their mounting concern. Thomas parked his car in the driveway and shut it off. Then he turned and kissed Marcie gently and tenderly. She returned his kiss with equal tenderness.

Thomas unlocked the door and took a deep breath before he opened it and ushered Marcie inside. They walked inside and into the living room to find Denise sitting in a chair waiting for them holding a glass of iced tea. There were two glasses sitting on the coffee table waiting. She had a smile on her face.

Thomas ushered Marcie into the room and they stood there awkwardly. Denise looked at them and her smile broadened.

"Hi you two. I am glad you are here. But you seem to have let some tension in the door when you came in. Tommy, put your arms around Marcie and kiss her please."

Thomas, turned and pulled Marcie to him and kissed her gently and tenderly, Marcie put her arms around his neck and returned his kiss with equal tenderness. When they broke, they turned back to Denise whose smile had gotten even bigger.

"I like that. He is a good kisser, isn't he Marcie?"

Marcie heart was beating so quickly that all she could do was nod in response.

"Sit down and relax. The tea is fresh." They sat next to each other on the sofa.

Denise continued. "I want to apologize about last night. I had no idea that we would be going to the same party. But everything worked out pretty well. And that is all I am going to say about that. Now here are the rules for the day. First, we are not going to talk about last night or this weekend until after dinner tonight. This afternoon all three of us are going to let go of our jitters and get back to our comfortable selves and enjoy each other. We are just going to relax and talk and do whatever we feel like we want to do. Second, Thomas is going to grill ribs for us tonight so he needs to figure out when to start the fire and whatever he needs to do. Marcie and I will do the rest of the dinner. I have some light lunch things on the counter we can nibble on when we are ready. Third, there is no third rule. I am going to stand up and I expect a hug and a kiss from each of you and if that doesn't clean out the lingering tension, someone's ass is going to get spanked."

She stood up. Marcie stood up and went to her and they held each other in a deep hug followed by a lip kiss worthy of two long standing friends. Thomas was standing behind Marcie patiently waiting his turn. The girls broke their hug and Denise turned to him and pulled him into her arms. They kissed like it had been weeks since their last kiss. 

Denise said, "I love you, Tommy."

"I know and I love you, Denise."

Denise reached out and pulled Marcie into their hug. They stood there for several minutes and they each felt the remaining tension leave the room.

When the hug broke, the talking began and continued to improve during the next hour; they were talking as if nothing special had happened for the past two days. The two women would tease Thomas and he would try futilely to defend himself. Occasionally one or the other women would step in and take his side but more often than not, Thomas was on his own but secretly he loved it. He mixed up his rib marinade and then decided that he needed to go get more wood for the grill. He preferred grilling with wood rather than charcoal. When he told the girls he was going to the store and asked if they needed anything, he left with a list including the wood and six more items. 

While he was gone, Denise and Marcie had a short while to talk.

Denise started, "OK, I lied. I can't wait. How did last night go?"

"Do you want the truth, the unvarnished truth, or the complete truth?"

"That good huh?"

"If you tell me that you are leaving Tommy to run off with Ron, I will help you pack and kiss you goodbye."

"Not a chance; I know what I have and there is no chance of that happening."

"So how did the rest of last night go with Ron?"

"Not as well as yours did. He was a 'one and done' cowboy. I left at 2:00 and came home. I think I am spoiled by Tommy."

"I can understand that, but now I feel guilty for having had such a great night with him."

"Don't you dare feel guilty. I had a nice weekend and for the most part is was really good. I found out what I wanted to find out. I just chose to end it early is all."

Marcie turned to her and blurted out, "Denise, what is going on? I talked to Tommy early this morning and he doesn't have a clue."

"I'm sure he doesn't but let me ask you a question. You want to continue to see him, don't you?"

"You know damn well I do."

"I know, I can tell. Does Tommy want to continue to see you?"

"I am pretty sure he does but I know that he is conflicted because there is no question at all that he loves you."

"Good. That is what I expected and you just confirmed it. Let's let it go for now. We will talk after dinner. I want all of us relaxed and comfortable because we have a lot to discuss. By the way, I expect you to spend the night here tonight. Tommy can take you home early so you can get ready for work."