"That was Kim," Marge said as she slipped back into the hot tub with Don, Marc, Anne, Liz, Jerry, Joanne and Sam. "It sounds like they're having a ball down there. They are going to stay on the boat with their friends tonight."
Don and Marge had invited Jerry and Liz Stone and Sam and Joanne Mitchell over for dinner. Marc and Anne were also there, as they were almost every night. Don and Marc wanted to discuss the sale of Marc and Anne's house and the re-decorating of the house the two families would soon share.
Joanne Mitchell had already made several suggestions to Marge and Anne on changes to the house. She was working with an architect on the renovations the house would require and coordinating the way she wanted the new interior to look.
After meeting for a couple hours, they had dinner. Marge and Anne had prepared baked chicken breasts with all the trimmings. Once dinner was finished and the clean up was complete, they had gone out to the pool area for drinks.
The group enjoyed a few after dinner drinks and then decided to go for a dip. Like they usually did, they swam naked. After enjoying the pool, they sat in the hot tub to relax, have a drink and talk.
This was the first time they had all gotten together for anything other than work since they came back from Florida. All of the other gatherings were to talk about the houses and decorating. That night, they decided to have a relaxing evening and enjoy one another's company, even though most of the talk was about the things they wanted to do regarding the houses.
"It looks like everything is in order for the closing next week," Jerry said. "It seems the previous owner is very anxious to get the money so he doesn't have to go to jail. I would expect we'll get the keys on Friday morning."
"I was thinking about the guest house," Marge said. "All in all it's not in bad shape. I think we could use it until the work is finished on the main house."
"What do we need it for?" Marc asked.
"The kids. I think it would be better for them if they didn't have to stay in hotels when they go down there. I was also thinking about the apartment for Jeri and April. If we could get that done first, there would be adults on the property. I would feel better if that were possible," Marge said.
"I guess almost anything is possible, Honey," Don said. "You aren't worried about the kids, are you?"
"Not worried, I know they can take care of themselves. I would just feel better if they were in the house instead of a hotel." Marge put her hand on Joanne's knee. "What do you think, how long would it take to get the guest house ready?"
"I don't know, it depends on how much you want to do to it. If you want to make major changes it could take a couple months. If you just paint and furnish it, much sooner. If it were up to me, I would do as little as you can. Make it livable for now and then make any major changes after the main house is finished."
"I agree," Anne said. "The guest house had new built in appliances so you wouldn't have to do much in the kitchen. We're going to have some furniture we can move down there from our house. All the kids really need are beds and some living room furniture."
"Are you planning to maintain the same theme in the guest house as the main house?" Joanne asked.
"Maybe, but that can wait-can't it?" Anne said.
"Yes, of course it can wait. Like I said, I would recommend it," Joanne said. "That being said, with the right crew, it would only take a week or two to get the house ready. That would leave the furniture."
"I'm going to see if we can make it happen when we're down there," Marge said.
"I was thinking of suggesting you redo the guest house. With a little planning, you could make another bedroom. The master is way too big for a guesthouse. I think you could end up with six bedrooms and three baths," Joanne said. "The rooms wouldn't be very big, but you could always add on to the house if you wanted to."
"We're going to make it so we can use it right now. Let's plan on painting and new carpet. Once the main house is completed, we can discuss the guesthouse," Marge said. She turned to Don. "What do you think?"
"It doesn't matter to me, Honey. Marc and I already told you to do what you want down there."
Liz smiled at Joanne and said, "This must be very exciting for you, Jo."
"You have no idea how exciting it is for me. I still think I'm dreaming at times."
"She works long into the night," Sam said.
Joanne chuckled, smiling at her husband. "You aren't suffering, are you?"
"No, not at all. I never thought there was such a thing as too much sex, but now I'm beginning to wonder."
Joanne reached under the churning water. She found Sam's penis and began to fondle it. "Is your poor cock getting worn out? If it is, I think I could find someone to take care of me while you recuperate." Joanne had whispered in her husband's ear so the others couldn't hear her.
Ever since her awaking in Florida, Joanne's sexual urges seemed to be unquenchable. She was always ready to make love with Sam, even when he wasn't really in the mood. Joanne had bought some new clothing so she could dress sexier for Sam. She gave up her business attire for short skirts and revealing tops. Her new lingerie was less functional and more provocative. Pantyhose had been replaced with stockings and garters. When she dressed for her husband, it was all he could do to keep his hands off her.
There were nights when Sam was tired, but after a sensual massage, Joanne usually got her way. One of her favorite activities had become oral sex-she couldn't seem to get enough of it. Many nights, Joanne would lay on the couch with her husband. She loved to pull his penis out and smother it with soft kisses. While she wasn't able to take his entire length all the time, she would try. Most nights, they would end up making love, but on many occasions, Joanne was treated to his semen.
One of the things that continued to churn in Joanne's mind was the night in Florida she had sex with the other men and watched her husband with the other women. It was like the last of her inhibitions and fears were removed that night-driven away by the unending parade of penises that drilled her. She had not had the opportunity to repeat the act, but she wanted to. Smiling to herself, she fondled her husband and wondered if this would be the night.
"Who needs a fresh drink?" Don asked as he rose.
Joanne glanced at his swaying penis and said, "I'd like one; want some help?"
Joanne got out of the tub, following Don inside to help with the drinks. They stopped for a moment to dry themselves before going through the doorway. After preparing the drinks, they carried them out to the pool area.
While Don and Joanne were in the house, the rest of the group had gotten out of the hot tub. They sat around the tables, accepting the drinks that were offered. Joanne began to pull a chair close, but Sam pulled her onto his lap.
"Where are we staying in Florida?" Sam asked.
"We have rooms at a hotel in West Palm, Sam. I didn't want to stay at the same hotel the kids are staying at," Don replied. "I didn't want them to feel like we were checking up on them. Besides that, I thought it would be better to be close to the house."
"I want to go to that lingerie shop again," Joanne said. "I haven't found anyplace around here that I like as well. I can get the same brands, but it isn't the same."
"We can go shopping when we're there," Liz said. "There are a few stores I liked too."
"When are we going to start the work on this house?" Marge asked.
"The architect said he would have the drawings finished by Tuesday. Once you approve them, we can hire a contractor," Joanne said. "After that-mess and mayhem."
"Why don't you, Don and the kids stay with us while the construction is going on?" Anne asked Marge. "That way you won't have to put up with the workers."
"I don't know if I want to leave the house, Anne. Let me think about it," Marge replied.
"Okay, but you guys know you're welcome to stay."
"Maybe we'll let Jack and Kim stay with you. Their bedrooms are close to where the construction will be going on. Don and I are at the opposite end of the house."
"How are Bob and Dianne doing? I haven't talked to them in over a week," Liz said. "I see Lisa, but she and Megan spend most of their time upstairs."
"Bob is working his ass off on the golf course. He has workers in the house painting and fixing a few things. Bob has been changing the pro shop, getting it ready for his new inventory. I think he's over doing it, but that's up to him I guess," Marc said.
"How are Lisa and Megan doing?" Marge asked. "They seemed very happy the last time I saw them."
"Megan says they're doing fine. They are talking about getting a place together. Jerry and I told Megan they could live with us, but they seem to want to be on their own. Between school and Lisa, Megan has been very busy," Liz said.
"I'll help them if they decide to get a place," Jerry said. "I can still remember how hard it was when Liz and I setup housekeeping."
Sam chuckled and then said, "I'm going to have a house for sale in the near future. Want to buy it, Jerry?"
"Maybe, that's not really a bad idea. I'll talk to Megan. If she is hell bent on moving, we'll talk about it," Jerry said.
"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you guys. Do you remember Crystal? She's the friend of the kids that used to come over here," Liz said. "She was at the house the other day. It seems Megan and Lisa ran into her at a party."
"I remember her. She's the one that had the little Asian girlfriend, the one that was sent back to Japan when her father found out she was a lesbian," Marge said.
"Yes, that's her. She's doing great now. Apparently Yuko has returned to the states. She came back a month ago after she turned eighteen. Megan said her father won't talk to her, but she decided to come back anyway," Liz said. "I guess love conquers all."
"You know, when Sam and I have children, I hope we can be like you guys are with yours. You accept them for who they are no matter what," Joanne said.
"It wasn't always like that for Jerry and me, Jo. We had to have our eyes opened before we realized we were more concerned about ourselves than Megan. That's true of a lot of things," Liz said.
"Yes, I know it is for me. I think we will be able to keep an open mind when we raise our children." Joanne giggled like a teenager and wiggled on her husband's lap. "My mind has been opened to a lot of things lately."
Sam put his hands on Joanne's hips, lifting her slightly. "If you don't stop moving, something else is going to be opened-and then filled."
Joanne leaned back. She put her hand behind Sam's head, drawing his lips to hers. After kissing him, she said, "Promises, promises, promises."
"Do you need help keeping that hot little wife of yours happy, Sam?" Don asked. "If you do, let me know."
"Sammy makes me happy, Don. Sometimes he doesn't make me happy often enough though."
"If I did, I wouldn't be able to walk, Jo."
"There are worse things in life, Sam," Marge said.
"He knows; he used to have a shy wife that wasn't the least bit adventurous. I guess I could go back to being like that."
"Don't you even think about it! I'll start taking double vitamins if I have to," Sam said with a chuckle.
"There is no way I could ever go back, Darling. Not after tasting life on the wild side. It isn't just sex; it's the way I feel about myself now. I'm not the same person anymore and I can't even imagine returning to the way I was."
"How's everyone's drink? Anyone want another one?" Don asked.
"I would, but I have to drive home tonight," Sam said.
"Stay here, we have plenty of room, and the kids are gone," Marge said. "Why don't we all take a nice hot shower and go into the house where we can be more comfortable. Don can build a fire for us."
The four couples went to the pool house to shower. Standing under the hot spray, Joanne glanced at the others. She smiled as she thought about her few days in Florida and how she had changed in such a short time. Joanne chuckled to herself as she remembered how shy and reserved she used to be and how carefree she now felt.
A pair of soapy hands came around Joanne's body. She sighed as the hands began to coat her breasts with soap and then toy with her nipples. Joanne closed her eyes, enjoying the wonderful sensation. Leaning back, she felt someone's breasts against her back. The old Joanne would have been repulsed. The old Joanne would have moved away. The old Joanne was gone forever.
The hands moved away from Joanne's breasts, leaving her feeling a bit unfulfilled. She turned around to see Anne standing close to her and smiling. Without a word, Joanne took the bar of soap from Anne and began to rub it over her chest. Anne put her hands on Joanne's shoulders, staring into her eyes.
"I should be doing this for Sam," Joanne said with a grin.
Anne cocked her head toward Sam. "I think he's being taken care of."
Joanne chuckled when she saw her husband being bathed by Liz. "I guess you're right."
The communal bathing wasn't intended to be sexual, but to Joanne it was arousing. She loved the feeling of Anne's slippery skin as her hands moved over her stomach and down to her mons. Anne opened her legs so Joanne could stroke her vulva with her soapy hand.
The two women took turns washing each other. When they, as well as the others, were finished, they left the shower. There was little conversation as they dried themselves before retiring to the house. Marge passed out clean white towels for each of them to sit on when they gathered in the living room.
Marc and Sam refreshed the cocktails while Don built a roaring fire. Marge turned on the stereo, sending soft music into the room. They all made themselves comfortable on the leather couches, sitting with their spouses. Two table lamps and the orange glow of the fire was the only light in the room.
Joanne took a sip of her wine and then lifted her glass. "I'd like to toast all of you for helping me."
The rest of the group raised their glasses, saying, "Here! Here!" before taking a drink.
"How do you like being a full time interior decorator?" Marge asked.
"It's wonderful. I never thought I would be able to fulfill my dream," Joanne replied. "Everything has happened so fast. It's just now sinking in. That's not the only thing I want to thank you for. I also want to thank you for helping me overcome my hang-ups. They all seem so silly now."
"We're glad we could help, Jo," Liz said. "Its kind of fun-isn't it?"
Joanne grinned and nodded. "I still have a hard time believing it's me. I would have never thought it was possible for me to sit around in the nude, let alone enjoy it." She put her hand on Sam's knee. "I'm also very lucky to have a man that's so understanding and loving. He put up with me when I was a bitch and now he is supporting me as I'm discovering who I am."
"I never thought you were a bitch, Honey," Sam said, patting her hand with his.
"Well, I was! I wasn't a very understanding wife either. You never made unreasonable demands, but I refused to try to do anything to really please you."
"You're just a late bloomer, like me," Liz said. "One of the best lessons I've learned is I don't have to live in the past. No matter how things were, they never have to be that way again. You're lucky, Jo, you're realizing it while you and Sam are still young."
"Jo isn't the only one that has made changes. It wasn't all that easy for me to let go when she started to spread her wings. Having great sex together is one thing, but seeing Jo with another guy or woman was a little unsettling for me at first. I had to get past my own feelings of insecurity first," Sam said.
Joanne chuckled and squeezed Sam's knee. "You? How do you think I felt? I thought I was a bad lover as it was. When I saw you, I thought I was going to lose you."
"No way, you're stuck with me," Sam said with a big grin.
When Joanne said, "I'd rather be stuck BY you." Everyone laughed.
"I guess we both learned, didn't we, Baby? It's almost funny when I think about just how little we really knew about each other. We may not know everything yet, but we're going to have a good time finding out." Joanne leaned close, kissing Sam tenderly on the lips.
"Just be honest and open. Don't push one another to do something the other may not want to do and you'll be fine. One of the greatest gifts you two can give one another is love, unconditional love," Don said. "Don't be afraid to ask and don't be afraid to say no. When either of you does say no, make sure you respect the other's wishes."
Sam and Joanne nodded as Don talked. They held hands, both of them thinking about what was said.
"You'll soon learn this isn't about sex," Don continued. "While we all love sex, it isn't why we're so close. We're close because we enjoy being together as friends as well as sexual partners. I love Marge with all my heart. I wouldn't do anything to hurt her. If she asked me to stop doing some of the things we do, I'd stop without question."
"What if you still wanted to have sex with other people, Don?" Joanne asked.
"Relationships are a series of compromises, Jo. No one can be right all the time. If I wanted to and Marge didn't, we'd talk. I know she wouldn't ask me to stop doing something, whether it is sex or golf, if she didn't have a good reason. We would work it out together, and we'd do it without fighting.
"It's very easy to lose your cool and start saying things you don't mean when things aren't going your way. It's easier to lash out than to be honest and reasonable. If I wanted Marge to stop, it would be easy to call her a slut and rant and rave about how she behaves, but it wouldn't be fair. If I was serious about it, I would explain why I felt that way and give her a chance to tell me how she feels."
"Our group is very small, we want it that way," Anne said. "We don't just invite anyone to join us. I wouldn't have sex with someone I couldn't trust and respect. Like my brother said, our group is about more than sex."
"This may sound dumb, but what's the difference between swinging and swapping?" Joanne asked.
"We don't consider what we do swinging or swapping," Marc said. "What we do is share. When I think of swinging, I think of parties where people have sex with each other regardless of how they may feel about the other person. I don't think any of us are like that.
"As far as swapping goes, I guess what we do is close at times, but I don't like the way it sounds. To me, it sounds like an exchange-you know, I'll have sex with your spouse and you have sex with mine. While it may end up that way, it isn't necessarily because it was planned-it's just the way it worked out.
"For Don, Anne, Marge and me, it's a little different. We have spent the night with each other and planned it. As you all know, we have a very special relationship and always have. I think swapping, in the true sense of the word, removes choice. If Sam and Jerry decided to swap, you may not feel you had a choice in it. You, or Liz, may feel you had to do it."
"Most of the time, after we have a party, we go to bed with our spouse," Marge said. "Sometimes two couples may end up in the same bed. Other times, we sleep with someone that isn't our spouse. I've woken up with Anne or Liz in bed with me before."
"How about when you just feel horny? Is it okay to start fooling around with someone else in the group and have sex even if there isn't a party going on?" Sam asked.
Sam's question drew chuckles and laughter from the rest of the group. He began to blush, feeling embarrassed by his ignorance.
"Sam, that's usually how a party starts," Jerry said. "If you start fooling around with Liz, chances are I'm not going to sit around and watch. Although I do like to watch her enjoying herself, at least for a few minutes."
"Yeah, I guess I see what you mean, Jerry. Sorry for the dumb question."
"It wasn't a dumb question, Sam. You don't have to feel anything you want to ask is dumb. It's better to ask than to make a mistake. That's true in most cases, not just sex," Jerry said.
Joanne leaned close to Sam and whispered in his ear. When he nodded, Joanne giggled.
"Sam and I have something to tell all of you. We have decided to try to have a baby," Joanne said.
Before they knew what was happening, Don, Jerry and Marc were on their feet. They all shook hands with Sam, congratulating him. The girls jumped up and began hugging Joanne. They switched and the men hugged Joanne while the women hugged Sam.
"When?" Liz asked.
"When I'm finished with my pills, Liz. We want to start as soon as we can." Joanne grinned. "I won't be able to screw any of you guys for a while, not until I'm pregnant at least."
Don put his arms around Joanne, picked her up and placed her back on the couch. Kneeling in front of her, he pushed her knees apart. Don looked up at Joanne, smiled and said, "This is for good luck." Leaning forward, he kissed her sex.
Joanne giggled and said, "Thank you, Don."
One by one, the men knelt between her legs. They kissed her vulva, wished her good luck and got up. Once the men were finished, Liz did the same thing. Marge and Anne also kissed Joanne between the legs.
When Anne finished kissing Joanne's sex, she walked on her knees to Sam. Taking his penis in her hand, she kissed the end and then took it in her mouth. She drew his flaccid member into her mouth, rubbing her nose in his pubic hair. Anne released him and stood up.
"Good luck, Sam," Anne said and then she kissed his lips.
Liz and Marge also kissed his penis and wished him luck. By the time Liz released his member Sam was hard. Joanne scrambled off the couch, leaned over and took her husband's penis in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, moaning around his shaft.
"Was that for good luck, Jo?" Marge asked when Joanne stood up.
"No, that was because I love sucking cock!"
"Just his cock?" Marc asked.
Joanne began fondling Marc's penis. She knelt, took him into her mouth and began sucking him until he was getting erect. Pulling back, she looked up and smiled. "No, I like sucking any of your cocks. I love sucking Sam's cock!"
Anne sat on the edge of the couch. She put her hands under her knees, pulling her legs back and apart. "If you're going to suck Marc's cock, I want Sam to eat my pussy!"
"My pleasure," Sam said as he knelt next to his wife. He leaned forward and licked the length of Anne's vulva as Joanne watched.
Sam lifted his head, turned to Joanne and they kissed. Their arms went around one another as their tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths. After several moments, they parted. Smiling at one another, they rose and returned to the couch.
Marge straightened her towel before she sat next to Joanne. She winked at Anne as she put her hand on the younger woman's leg.
"So tell us, how long before you start trying?" Marge asked Joanne.
"I have fourteen pills left, so in about a month."
"That's wonderful. You do know about healthy sperm count, don't you?"
Anne and Liz looked at Marge, wondering what she was talking about. Joanne just shrugged her shoulders.
"It's important to make sure Sam's sperm count is high when you start trying to get pregnant. It's best if he refrains from ejaculating for five or six weeks before you two begin." Marge was having a hard time keeping a straight face as she talked to Joanne.
Anne caught on and nodded. "Marge is right, you have to make sure he's potent so you get pregnant quickly." Anne nudged Liz.
"When Jerry and I decided to have Megan, we didn't have sex for two months," Liz added, joining in on the charade.
Joanne's eyes opened wide as she glanced from one of the women to the other. "You mean Sam and I have to stop having sex?" Her voice shuttered as she asked the question.
"Well, Sam should, but you don't really have to. I'm sure Don, Marc and Jerry will be happy to help you," Marge said and then she giggled. "Of course, you know I'm more than willing to satisfy your needs, dear."
"Are you guys pulling our leg?" Sam asked.
"No we're not," Don said. "Having a strong sperm count is important to make sure the baby is healthy. Don't worry about your pretty wife, we'll be more than happy to make sure she doesn't get too horny. We know how difficult it can be for a woman if she isn't getting enough sex. We don't want Joanne to attack you."
"Having to start over is a pain in the ass," Marc said. "It took Anne and I several tries before we conceived Sally."
"Joanne? What about me?" Sam said.
"I found cold showers helpful," Don said.
"You can start sleeping in another bedroom too. It'll be better if you don't see Joanne naked or have too much contact with her," Marge said.
Joanne's mouth curled into a smile. She turned away so Sam couldn't see her grinning when she realized their friends were kidding. Composing herself, Joanne got up and went to Don. She pressed her naked body against his, stretched up and kissed him. Extending one of her hands, Joanne invited Marc and Jerry to join the hug.
The three men held Joanne, running their hands over her body. She gave each of them a kiss, hiding her face from Sam so he wouldn't see her grinning.
"You guys are the best friends we could ever ask for," Joanne said. "Sam and I really appreciate your offer to keep me happy. I don't know if I'd be able to make it without your help."
"Just let us know when you need to get some relief," Liz said as she joined the hug. She rubbed her hand over Joanne's butt, giving it a squeeze.
Looking over her shoulder at her husband, Joanne said, "Honey, what would we do without these guys? Aren't they wonderful?"
"Yeah, they're just great," Sam said sarcastically. "Just great."
"You know, being naked with you guys for so long has me horny as hell. Would one of you please help me?" Joanne asked, looking right into Don's eyes.
"Of course we will, Sweetie. Anytime you want," Sam told her.
It was all Joanne could do to keep from laughing as she reached for Don's penis. She fondled him for a moment, feeling his member respond. Marc put his hand between Joanne's legs, rubbing her as she played with Don.
"If I get this nice and hard will you fuck me?" Joanne asked. "Marc is getting my pussy ready."
"If you need it I will, Jo," Don replied. He began massaging her breasts while she stroked him.
"Oh thank you!" Joanne lowered herself to her knees. "Are you sure you don't mind?"
"No, we're all willing to help a friend," Don replied as Joanne took his semi rigid penis in her mouth.
Marc stretched out on his back, gripped Joanne's hips and pulled her crotch to his mouth. She wiggled as she settled on his face, moaning around Don's penis. Sam sat on the couch watching his wife. His penis stood up and began to throb as he watched Joanne sliding her mouth up and down Don's thick shaft.
Marge and Liz sat next to Sam. Marge took one of his arms, smiled and put it around her shoulders. Liz took his other arm, putting it around her shoulders. The two women pulled Sam's hands to their breasts, holding them against their soft mounds.
"Isn't that beautiful, Sam? I think Don and Marc are just so understanding," Liz said.
Sam squirmed as he continued to watch his wife and the two men. When Joanne removed her mouth from Don's penis and began rubbing it against her face, Sam tightened his grip on Marge and Liz's breasts. Joanne lifted Don's penis, pushed her face against him and began to lick and kiss his scrotum.
Joanne shifted so she was facing her husband. She put her hands on the floor and wiggled her bottom at Don while smiling at Sam. Don knelt behind her and guided his erection into her wet vagina. Joanne closed her eyes, groaning as Don's member filled her.
Marc moved so he was kneeling in front of Joanne. He waggled his penis near her face. Joanne grinned, opened her mouth and moaned as Marc slid his member over her lips.
Sam couldn't hold still while he stared at his wife sucking on Marc and being screwed by Don. Joanne was noisy, grunting and moaning as the two penises moved in and out of her. When Sam tried to remove his hand from Marge's shoulders and reach for his throbbing erection, Marge grabbed his wrist.
"You'll get used to it, Sam. Maybe it would help if you played with my pussy. Just don't watch her and you'll do fine," Marge said.
Sam tried to divert his attention, but it was fruitless. He couldn't keep his eyes off his wife while Don and Marc were servicing her. He ran his fingers through Marge's labia, but it didn't help.
"Hey, Jerry, want to give me a hand here, I need to take a break," Don said as he pulled his penis out of Joanne.
"Sure, anything for our friends." Jerry smiled at Sam while he took Don's place behind Joanne.
For the next twenty minutes, Don, Marc and Jerry took turns with Joanne. When one of them felt they were going to cum, they would switch with one another. Marge, Anne and Liz tried to distract Sam, but he was just getting more and more excited.
Looking up at her husband, Joanne could see his discomfort. Feeling sorry for him, she moved away from Marc, who was behind her, and rose up on her knees. She went to Sam, placed her hands on his knees and fixed her eyes on his. Sam's face was contorted with lust as he stared down at his wife.
"Sam, would you please play with my boobs while these guys fuck me? You know how much I love that," Joanne said.
"What?" Sam asked in a surprised voice.
Joanne moved up, rubbing her breasts against his legs and then his chest. She put her mouth to his, kissing him tenderly. She put her knees on either side of his legs. Leaning forward, she pushed one of her breasts against his mouth. She could feel his penis against her mons as she wiggled her shoulders, rubbing her breast against his face.
Liz stood behind Joanne, running her hands over her back and sides. She moved one hand to Joanne's breast, feeding it to Sam. Liz kissed Joanne's neck and then whispered in her ear. When Joanne nodded, Liz reached between her legs.
Wrapping her hand around Sam's throbbing penis, Liz stroked him a couple of times. Joanne moved her body against her husband's as Liz aligned Sam's member with her vagina. When she sank down on him, Sam let out a groan.
Sam put his hands on his wife's shoulders. He pushed her back, looking up at her. "What are you doing? I thought I had to�"
Joanne and the others began laughing. Sam glanced around, realizing he had been hoodwinked. When he began to smile, Joanne started to move up and down.
"Got you, didn't we?" Joanne said.
"You sure did. I thought you were serious."
Joanne settled on Sam. She gave him a deep kiss, pushing her tongue into his mouth. Sam wrapped his arms around her, hugging her to his body.
"Honey, there is no way in the world I could go without having your big cock in my pussy for a week, let alone a month. I love these guys, but no one fucks me like you do." Joanne kissed him again. "Now-are you going to fuck me or not?"
Sam began laughing. He gripped Joanne's hips, lifted her up and began pushing up into her. She moaned as he pumped his penis in and out of her. After a few moments, Sam lifted Joanne off of him. He flipped her onto the couch and stood over her.
Marge and Anne were sitting next to Joanne, one on either side of her. Sam glanced at Marge, moved between her legs and slid into her vagina. While he pushed in and out of her, he smiled at Joanne. Sam wanted to show her what if felt like to watch, but when Joanne mouthed, "I love you," he pulled out of Marge and kissed his wife.
Sam scooped Joanne off the couch, putting her on his shoulder like a sack of grain. As Sam carried her toward the stairs to the bedrooms, Joanne waved at her friends. She relaxed, reaching down to stroke Sam's butt as he carried her up the steps.
When he got to one of the guest rooms, Sam pushed the door open with his foot. He carried Joanne to the bed, flipped her onto her back and pulled at the covers before he climbed on top of her. She lifted herself so he could work the covers out from their bodies. Joanne put her arms around his neck, pulled him down and began to kiss him.
"You're not mad at me are you?" Joanne asked between kisses.
"No, not at all. I like a good joke as much as the next guy."
"Did you really think you couldn't cum for a month?" Joanne rolled Sam onto his side next to her.
"Yes, you guys had me convinced."
Reaching between them, Joanne began fondling his erection. "I'm sorry. It wasn't meant to hurt you, Sammy. We were just having a little fun at your expense."
Sam nodded. "I thought you just wanted the other guys to fuck you instead of me. Maybe I can't give you what you need."
"Sam! How could you say such a thing? You know I love you."
Sam kissed her nose. He chuckled and said, "Got you!"
Joanne squeezed his penis firmly. "Are we even now?"
"No, I still have to screw Marge, Anne and Liz."
Joanne giggled. "Will you? You can do whatever you want with me."
"Anything?"
Joanne nodded.
Sam moved his hand between Joanne's legs. He probed her vagina with his finger, feeling her slick juices. When he moved his finger to her tight anus, he asked her again. "Anything?"
Joanne's body stiffened when her husband's finger pressed against her. He moved in a small circular motion, feeling her anus flinch uncontrollably. Sam continued to touch her, moving from her vagina to her anus, coating her with her own juices. Each time his finger touched her; Joanne felt her stomach clutch as she anticipated his next move.
While curious about it, Joanne felt anal sex wasn't something she would enjoy. She thought back to her childhood and the things her mother had told her about her body. She had been taught that a girl's body was to remain covered. That sex was for reproduction and not pleasure. The relentless lectures had made Joanne think sex was dirty.
Over the past weeks, she had realized just how wrong her mother had been. How she had been lead to believe things that just weren't true. Joanne had been overcoming the things that had kept her from enjoying sex in the past, but she wasn't sure about what her husband was asking her to do.
Sam moved around on the bed so his head was at her mons. He stretched out with his feet above Joanne's head. While he continued to use his fingers on her labia and anus, Joanne began stroking his penis.
Joanne looked at his member as her hand moved slowly over its length. She pulled the velvety head to her lips, kissing it softly. Sam's penis jerked when her tongue flicked out to collect the drop of fluid that oozed from the slit. She smiled, kissing it again.
Using her lips and tongue, Joanne toyed with the bulbous head. She traced the ridge where the mushroom met the shaft, feeling the change in texture. Joanne thought about the first time she tasted a penis and how much different she felt about it now.
* * * *
Joanne had been dating a boy in high school. They went out together for most of her senior year. It was two weeks before the prom when she and her boyfriend had stopped in their favorite place to make out. Joanne had prevented him from touching her below her waist. On occasion, she would let him fondle her breasts. This was one of those occasions.
The boy gripped and released her breasts over her top while they kissed each other. He moved his hand to the hem of her shirt, slipping under it. It was a move he tried many times, but was turned away when Joanne removed his hand. This night, she let his hand remain under her top.
When she felt the boy's hand cover her breast, insulated only by her bra, she stiffened, but didn't stop him. As their play progressed, Joanne allowed him to touch her bare breast for the first time. He worked his fingers into the cup of her bra and found her nipple. Joanne fought with the feelings of guilt and pleasure-pleasure won. Surprising herself, she didn't protest when he unhooked her bra.
The boy took one of Joanne's hands and placed it on his crotch. She remained motionless as she felt his erect penis through his jeans. The boy began begging, asking her to play with him as he rolled her nipples between his fingers.
Joanne refused at first, but once again the pleasure of his hands on her breasts and his hot kisses clouded her thinking. She didn't realize the boy had unzipped his pants until she felt his naked penis against her hand. The boy used his hand to wrap hers around his shaft. He moved her hand up and down his penis, showing Joanne what he wanted her to do. She complied, moving her hand after he removed his.
The boy lifted her top, exposing her breasts. Leaning over, he began to kiss them. When he took one of her nipples in his mouth, Joanne tightened her grip on his member. She didn't move her hand as he suckled her, flicking his tongue against her hardened nipple. Joanne moaned out loud while the boy drove her crazy.
When he put his hand between her legs and rubbed her though her jeans, Joanne allowed it for a few moments. She could feel herself losing control so she stopped him from touching her there, but let him continue to suck on her nipples. She began to move her hand again, feeling his penis throb in her hand.
The next few minutes were still fuzzy in her mind. She could remember the boy talking in her ear, but couldn't remember the words. Before she knew what was happening, she found herself bent over and his penis against her lips. The boy begged her to kiss it-she did. He begged her to suck it, and against her better judgment, she opened her mouth. The moment she let his penis past her lips, he bucked his hips. His penis erupted as he shoved it in as far as he could.
Joanne recoiled, gagged and then threw up when his semen filled her mouth. She managed to wrench her head out of his hands, moved across the seat and leaned against the door. Crying, she fixed her clothing while the boy cussed at her for puking on him. He called her names, telling her she was a slut. Joanne opened the door of the car, got out and walked home. She never dated him again and didn't go to her prom.
* * * *
Joanne realized she was daydreaming. She took Sam's penis into her mouth, sucking it in as far as she could. When she felt herself begin to gag, she stopped, but didn't remove it. She had been trying to learn to relax and overcome the reflex. Sam was still probing her vagina and playing around her anus. She moaned around his member as he applied pressure to her puckered rectum.
Sam pressed against her anus once again. His finger penetrated her, causing Joanne to gasp. Wanting to please her husband, and see if she liked what he was doing, she tried to relax. She didn't think of what he was doing, instead, she tried to concentrate on how she felt. Sam's finger moved deeper. She pulled her mouth off his penis and waited.
Joanne felt like Sam had something much larger than his finger up her butt. She fought the urge to push and try to expel his finger. As he wiggled the digit, pushing it deeper into her rectum, Joanne felt her body respond. Much to her surprise, it was pleasure, rather than pain she felt. Her thoughts weren't of a nasty act like she thought they would be.
After a few minutes, Joanne wiggled away from Sam. She turned around so her head was even with his so she could kiss him. Joanne gave him several tender kisses as she snuggled against his body.
"Did I hurt you?" Sam asked.
"No."
"Did it bother you when I put my finger in your ass?"
"No."
"Do you want to try it-anal sex?"
"Yes, but not tonight, okay? I want to make love with you tonight. I want you to touch me there, but I don't want you to put your cock in me, not in my butt. Please give me some time to get used to the idea."
"No problem, Sweetie. If you don't want to do it, we won't. Not just tonight, but forever it that's what you want." Sam kissed her. "Deal?"
Joanne nodded. She pulled him on top of her as she rolled onto her back. Sam positioned himself between her legs. He moved until his penis was at her opening and then slid it into her vagina. Joanne lifted her legs, wrapping them around his hips.
Sam moved slowly at first. He slid in and out of Joanne, using the full length of his penis to stroke the inner walls of her vagina. They moved as one, meeting each other's thrusts. Sam didn't touch her anus again. They made love together while trading words of endearment.
Joanne reached her orgasm first. She clutched at her husband with her legs, arms and vagina. Sam maintained his steady pace, plunging in and out as her climax peaked. Joanne had another orgasm when Sam's penis began to throb and shoot his semen into her vagina.
Sated, they lay together on the bed. Sam held Joanne as he rolled onto his side. They caught their breath, kissing between their gasps for air. Their breathing began to return to normal. Joanne cuddled against him, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. They fell asleep in each other's arms.
In the living room, Marc, Anne, Don, Marge, Liz and Jerry sat talking. They had all had sex after Joanne and Sam left them, each of them with their spouse. Don got up, went to the fireplace and closed the glass doors.
"That was a pretty rotten thing we did to poor Sam," Don said as he went back to the couch to sit with Marge. "Funny, but rotten."
"I think it was hilarious! The look on Sam's face when we told him he couldn't have sex for a month was priceless," Marge said.
Liz chuckled and said, "From what Jo has told me, she was really looking forward to having a little fun with the rest of us."
"I have a feeling she had a limited sex life," Anne said. "I get the feeling that up until the trip to Florida, Sam was the only man she had ever screwed. Not that it's a bad thing."
"Sam was her only lover before. After the night in Florida, Jo told me she loved having all the attention she received. Jo loves Sam to pieces, but I think she wants to experiment a little," Liz said. "We have become pretty close lately."
"I just hope those two can handle it. It takes a special kind of person to be able to do what we do without getting jealous," Marc said.
"Well, speaking from experience, I can tell you it's much easier with you guys. I don't feel the least bit threatened when we have our get-togethers. I always thought I'd go nuts if I ever saw Liz with another man, but the opposite is true. It really turns me on," Jerry said. "At first, I felt weird about it, but not anymore."
"I think that once you realize your wife isn't leaving you, it lets you really enjoy seeing her so turned on-I know I love to watch Marge. Jealousy is just an emotion. I think we get jealous for several reasons; one is fear of the unknown. Once we can conquer that fear, or jealousy, we can have fun and not worry," Don said. "Right now, I'm going to take my wife to bed."
Everyone agreed it was time to call it a night. They went upstairs, said goodnight and headed to the bedrooms. Jerry and Liz took one of the guest rooms while Marge, Don, Anne and Marc went to the master bedroom. They all got into the king-sized bed, cuddling together. Anne faced her husband. She reached across his body and put her hand on Marge's side. When Marc noticed Anne was stroking his sister, he switched places with Anne.
Anne and Marge turned so they were facing one another. They kissed briefly as they wiggled closer together. Don and Marc spooned against the two women, holding them in their lovers' sandwich.
When Marge woke up the next morning, she worked her way out of bed, trying not to disturb the others. She went into the bathroom, took a shower and put on a terrycloth robe. Marge went downstairs to the kitchen to make coffee, but found the pot full. Glancing out to the pool, she saw Joanne and Sam were swimming.
Marge poured a cup of coffee. She went out to the covered pool area, holding the warm cup in both hands. Pulling a chair out, she sat at one of the tables to watch her young friends playing in the pool.
Joanne saw Marge. She chuckled as she waved and then hugged Sam. Joanne said something to her husband, leaving the pool when Sam nodded. After climbing out of the water, Joanne dried off, wrapped the towel around her waist, and joined Marge at the table.
"Good morning, Jo. Did you sleep well last night?" Marge asked.
"I sure did! Thanks for last night. I had a good time. Sam isn't mad at all."
"I didn't really expect him to take us seriously. He was a good sport about it though."
Joanna nodded and then giggled. "He was a madman in bed last night. I love it when he makes love to me like that!"
"When did you two decide to start your family?" Marge took a sip of her coffee, glancing past Joanne to watch Sam swimming laps.
"We started talking about it when we got home from Florida."
"I'm so happy for you and Sam. It's very exciting, isn't it?"
"Exciting and scary, Marge. It's a big step as you well know."
"You'll be surprised how much fun it can be raising a family. I didn't plan on getting pregnant with Jack, but I'm not sorry I did."
"I hope our kids will be like yours and Anne's. You guys have great kids!"
"We try to be understanding parents, Jo. I still remember how it was to be a teenager. My parents were very straight-laced and it made it hard on Marc and me. They weren't supportive of us at all. When Jack, and then Kim were born, Don and I decided we weren't going to be like that."
"When I first met you and your families, I thought you guys were way too laidback where the kids were concerned. Once I got to know them and talked to you guys, I realized that you were anything but. What you guys told me about not being able to stop them from doing some of the things they do makes sense to me now.
"I had never thought about the fact parents almost force their children to lie. They preach that sex is bad and then ask them what they did when they went out with so and so. I know when I was a teen I didn't tell my parents what I did, even though my sexual experiences were very limited. I could never talk to my parents about things like sex."
"We want our kids to feel they can talk to us about anything. If Kim wants me to tell her how to have anal sex, I'll tell her. Anne is the same way with Sally and Tom. Neither of us believes in a double standard where the kids are concerned. We don't tell the girls they can't do something the boys can."
"I have an older brother. He could get away with murder, but I wasn't allowed much freedom at all. My dad would have skinned me if he knew I had even kissed a boy while I was young." Joanne laughed out loud. "I can't wait to see my dad's face when I'm pregnant. He may not be able to handle the fact I actually fucked."
Sam climbed out of the pool. He stood at the pool's edge, drying himself. After wrapping the towel around his waist, he came over to the table. Sam asked if anyone wanted a fresh cup of coffee. Joanne nodded and Marge handed him her cup.
Anne came out to the pool area with a cup of coffee. She sat at the table with Joanne and Marge, wishing them a good morning.
"Where are our husbands?" Marge asked.
"They're getting up. Don was in the shower and Marc was waiting for him to finish. I think Liz and Jerry are up too," Anne said.
Sam came back with coffee for Joanne and Marge. After setting the cups on the table, he greeted Anne.
"Good morning, Anne," Sam said. "Cute practical joke last night."
"I thought so," Anne said. "Sometimes men are so gullible. Did you really believe us?"
Sam nodded. "Yeah, I sure did."
"Well, Jo, you are one lucky girl. Not many men would let their wife do what Sam was willing to let you do."
"I know, that's why I love him so much." Joanne reached out, taking Sam's hand in hers. "He's such a sweetie."
Don came into the room with Bob and Dianne following behind him. After everyone said hi, Joanne got up.
"I'm going to go put something on," Joanne said. "I have to learn to bring extra clothes when I come over here."
"You can help yourself to anything in my room, Jo," Marge said. "There are clean undies in the dresser. I have pants, tops and dresses in the closet."
"Thanks, I'll take you up on your offer."
Joanne went up to Marge's room. She removed her towel, folding it before she placed it on a chair. While she was looking in the dresser for a pair of panties, Marc came out of the bathroom.
"Morning, Jo," Marc said.
"Oh! You scared me, Marc. Good morning." Joanne glanced at his naked body. "I'm looking for clean underwear, Marge said they were in the dresser."
"Try over there, this is Don's dresser." Marc opened a drawer, pulled out a pair of boxers and put them on.
Joanne went to the dresser. Marc came over and pointed at one of the drawers, telling Joanne she could find what she was looking for in it. She found a pair of bikini panties and put them on.
Joanne began to chuckle. Marc asked her what was so funny.
"Up until a few weeks ago, I didn't like to dress or undress in front of my husband. Now, for some strange reason, I find dressing in front of you perfectly normal. Weird, isn't it?"
"No, not to me anyway."
Joanne went to the closet she looked through the clothes hanging there, picking a simple cotton dress. Back in the bedroom, she slipped it over her head. Don had put on a pair of sweatpants and a tee shirt. The two of them left to go downstairs.
"Paul and Brad are painting at the new house. I'm having them prime the interior walls," Bob was saying when Joanne and Marc came out to the pool area. "They have been working their butts off the past week."
"How is Lisa?" Joanne asked as she sat next to Dianne.
"She's doing fine. Lisa had Megan, Crystal and Yuko over at our house last night," Dianne said. "They're planning a trip this summer. Lisa said they want to go camping up north somewhere for a week."
"That sounds like fun. I've never been camping," Joanne said. "Are we still getting together on Tuesday to go over the color charts and fabrics for your house, Dianne?"
"Yes, I can't wait. I know Bob is anxious to have you get started on the clubhouse too. He decided to start from scratch-carpeting and all."
Bob slid his chair close to Dianne. "Maybe we can get started next weekend, Jo."
"Sorry, I have to go down to Florida to start on the house and the yacht. I'll be back the following weekend. We can get started then if that's okay."
"It depends on how long it's going to take. I'd like to open on May first. That only gives us three months to complete the clubhouse," Bob said.
Nodding, Joanne said, "I'll stop at the clubhouse after I meet with Dianne on Tuesday. You can give me an idea of what you have in mind. I'll work on it while I'm in Florida so we'll have something to look at when I get back."
"It looks like you're going to be busy, Jo. I hope you have time to decorate your new house," Dianne said.
"She sure is going to be busy," Marge said. "Did she tell you the good news?"
Dianne shook her head and then looked at Joanne.
"Sam and I have decided to have a baby. We're going to get started in about a month."
"Congratulations!" Dianne said loud enough for everyone to hear her.
"Well, I'm not sure congratulations are in order yet. Sam still has to knock me up." Joanne giggled and yelled, "Hey, Sam, want to go practice?"
Sam shook his head. "Sorry, Baby, I can't cum until you're ready to conceive."
Joanne stuck her tongue out at Sam. They both laughed and then Dianne asked what was going on. When Joanne told her about the joke they had played on Sam, Dianne began to laugh too.
"Is anyone hungry?" Marge asked. "I'm going to make breakfast."
Anne, Liz, Joanne and Dianne said they'd help Marge in the kitchen. They went into the house to cook bacon and eggs for the group. The men stayed out on the enclosed patio, talking about the golf course.
Thirty minutes later, Marge called the men in to eat. The group sat at the dinning room table, eating breakfast and talking. The men continued to talk about the golf course while the women talked about the Florida house.
Liz interrupted her husband, asking him when he thought Marge, Don, Anne and Marc would close on the house.
"We're closing next Friday, Honey. Why?"
"We were just wondering how long it would be before we could go down for a vacation," Liz told Jerry.
"It all depends on the construction I guess. I would think it'd take a couple of months. Jo will be going down to work with the contractor before that."
"The guest house will be ready before the main house is, we can always stay there," Anne said.
"That's very true. We'll know more when we get down there and talk to a contractor. I understand Jack Waters, the guy that's working on the kid's yacht, used work on homes as a cabinetmaker. We can ask him if he can recommend a good contractor to do the work," Don said.
"You and Don should buy an airline," Anne said to Marc. "We could pay for it with the money we'd spend on flying back and forth to Florida."
Marc laughed as he shook his head. "That's just what we need."
"Anne may not be too far off," Sam said. "I don't think buying an airline is smart, but there are groups that you can invest in that do lease planes for private and corporate travel."
"Would there be any advantage to getting involved in a group like that?" Don asked.
"I'll do some investigation. There may be some tax advantages for you. We would have to put the partnership in the charter company's name, but that wouldn't be all bad. Give me a few weeks to check it out," Sam said.
"Don't spend a lot of time on it. It sounds like it would be very expensive," Don told Sam.
"Don't worry about it, I'll do it in my spare time," Sam said.
The group finished their breakfast. The men went back out by the pool to drink coffee while the women cleaned up. When they were finished in the kitchen, the women joined their husbands.