I was too embarrassed to know what to do. I'd just knocked on the kitchen door and then walked right in - as I usually do when visiting Jeannie. Jack was standing there in the middle of the kitchen and grinned at me as he zipped up his fly.
Jeannie's voice came down the hall to the accompaniment of a toilet flushing. "Be right with you Jessie."
I tried to sound as nonchalant as Jack looked. "Hope I haven't interrupted anything."
He laughed. "You wouldn't have interrupted even if you'd come five minutes sooner. You would have just had to wait until we were finished."
Jeannie walked in and picked up her panties from under a chair. She gave Jack a juicy kiss and pushed him toward the door. "Back to work, wage slave. Don't be late for dinner."
He turned back at the door and gave me a wink.
"Jeannie..." I flustered. "I'm so embarrassed..."
She laughed. "What's to be embarrassed about? Surely you and Ted enjoy an occasional nooner."
"Not too often any more." I said enviously. "We used to screw in the kitchen - in the den - on the stairs, but for the past year our sex life has become rather humdrum."
"Oh Jessie, I'm sorry to hear that." Jeannie sounded truly concerned. "You should take him away for the weekend. I'll look after Ted junior and feed the cat - you two get up to Tahoe, find a king size bed and tear off a good one."
"We've done that." I said ruefully. "Doesn't work for long any more. Honestly, Jeannie, I haven't had a good orgasm since last new year's eve and that was because Jim Henderson got drunk and propositioned me. I acted righteously insulted but couldn't wait to get Ted home and into bed."
Jeannie laughed. "Where, while you were screwing Ted, your mind had Jim Henderson between your legs."
"I'd never admit that." I said sharply and then smiled.
"Why not?" Jeannie replied. "Good sex can always be improved with a sprinkle of fantasy."
"That's naughty." I protested.
Jeannie smiled. "Of course it is, and naughty is good for sex - all levels of naughty. Did you ever get back to Jim about his proposition?"
"Of course not." I said indignantly. "Phyllis is a very close friend."
"If she weren't, would you have been so turned on by Jim's advances?" Jeannie asked.
I had to stop and think about that.
"I too consider myself your very close friend." Jeannie persisted. "Would the thought of your thighs wrapped around Jack's hips do anything for you?"
"Stop that." I cried out. "Stop it before I wet my panties." I started laughing. "Jeannie, you're a wicked wicked woman."
"And I think a little touch of wicked is just what you could use at this stage." She retorted.
That night, with Ted in my pussy and Jack in my mind, I had my second magnificent series of
orgasms for the year.
Saturday, Jeannie's neighbors, the Gambles, invited us over for barbeque. We arrived shortly after five to find Jack and Jeannie plus the Whites from up the street already there. Malcolm had the ribs ready to put on the brazier and Laura served wine for the girls and beers for the men The ribs turned out perfectly and we enjoyed a pleasant sociable evening. At about eight, the Whites excused themselves and the rest of us retired to the house where Malcolm brought out the brandy.
"I fired up the Jacuzzi earlier." He announced. "It's right up to temperature for anyone interested."
Jeannie and Jack stood up and moved off toward the atrium where the hot tub hummed and swirled. Ted and I followed innocently while Laura and Malcolm came behind. In the steaming room, Jeannie calmly stripped off her dress and began removing her bra and panties. Hypnotized, I watched her step into the tub and gingerly lower her pussy into the bubbling water. My eyes were drawn to Jack's long dangling penis as he too entered the water. I looked to Ted but he just looked back, shrugged and began unbuttoning his shirt. In a daze, I dropped my jeans and tossed my undies on top of Jeannie's. A totally nude Malcolm offered me a hand to assist me into the tub.
The six of us ended up with each sitting opposite the respective spouse. It was altogether too neat to be coincidental. I was acutely aware of the bare masculine shoulders to either side of me and the naked male thighs pressed against mine but otherwise neither man made a move to touch me. I self-consciously slumped down until the water covered my nipples. Laura sat up proudly displaying a most gorgeous pair of full firm boobs. Ted was trying hard not to stare. Crowding him from the other side, Jeannie managed to get one of her pert little titties in the way of his arm every time he raised his glass to his lips. The two witches were deliberately teasing him and I found the tableau quite amusing.
Jack reached behind me to recover the brandy snifter I had put down when I disrobed. He handed it to me, I thanked him and took a sip of the fiery liquid.
Little was said for the next half hour. We all relaxed, sipped brandy and dozed in the warm bubbling water.
I was aroused when Laura stood up in the center of the tub. The water ran down her body and flattened the soft hairs covering almost half of her lower tummy. I looked with fascination at a small rivulet trickling over the lips of her puss. She slowly made one full turn and held out her hand to Ted. As if hypnotized, he accepted it and allowed himself to be led from the tub.
As Laura herded him down the corridor leading to the bedrooms, I was amazed to find that rather than being incensed, I felt a rush of excitement.
The four of us quietly got out of the tub and toweled off. I forced myself to not look at the men's dangling cocks - still soft but filling out. Jeannie led the way to the guest bedroom. As in a dream, I remember standing beside Jack and looking down on one of the twin beds where Malcolm carefully inserted the tip of his firm erection into Jeannie and slowly slid it home. Her eyes were half shut and her mouth half open as she smiled lazily up at me.
In confusion I turned to Jack and buried my face in his shoulder, pressing my breasts against his hairy chest. He lifted me up and gently carried me to the other bed where he lay me down. I offered no resistance as he began kissing the inside of my thighs. I just lay back and dreamily raised my knees. He kissed me once more, right on the pleasure button and then moved up to enter into me. It seemed unreal. My mind wandered - became an observer detached from my body. My body was enjoying itself, who needs a mind? I could hardly believe this was happening yet I felt no qualms - and no doubt that from this moment on, my life with Ted would regain its magic. Already I was looking forward to getting him to myself in our own queen size bed.
But first there's the matter of this beautiful big masculine rod stirring around inside me - demanding attention. I felt no compulsion to reciprocate - to do more than simply enjoy the pleasure of having it inside me, slowly thrusting and stirring.. This is pleasure. I am enjoying.
Jack rolled us onto our sides. I raised my knees over his hips to assist his probing for deeper penetration and began to respond to his actions. I met each thrust with a push and locked my heels behind him to prevent escape. The beginning of turmoil spread from my inner thighs up through my loins and into my belly but still I didn't strive for fulfillment. I didn't particularly want orgasm. I was enthralled by this new sensation - sex for the sheer physical fun of it - my own pleasure my sole responsibility. That's not to say I didn't experience a smug satisfaction when I finally tightened up around Jack's impatient tool and with a series of hip rolls brought him to a shuddering climax.
My ego took a big boost when Jack regained enough breath to whisper into my ear "Damn, that was good."
Jeannie and I were in the kitchen preparing coffee when Laura and Ted rejoined us. We were dressed only in bra's and panties. Malcolm and Jack were lounging in the den with only towels covering their nakedness. Laura and Ted were similarly attired. Ted looked a bit apprehensive as he entered but relaxed when I put an arm around him and gave him a big kiss.
"Darling, we must get a hot tub." I enthused.
He grinned, nodded and gave me a hug. "First order of business Monday." He put his free arm around Jeannie. "And you are invited to the first warming."
"I should hope so." She laughed and glanced toward me. "-And Malcolm."
"Don't forget me." Laura pouted.
Ted turned around and lifted her off her feet in a big hug. "How could I ever forget you?"
Jeannie poured the coffee and we carried it into the den.. An air of calm set in.
Jeannie sat down beside Jack and put her head on his shoulder. He gave her a gentle kiss and stroked her breast. As she slipped a hand under his towel, I felt a momentary pang of jealousy - hey, that's the man I've spent the evening screwing. I had to smile at my immature reaction.
I put an arm around Ted and the masculine smell of his sweat enveloped me. I yearned to be alone with just him - my body joined to his.
"I think we should be going now." I suggested.
Malcolm stood up. "I was hoping you could stay the night."
"Another time." I smiled. "Soon."
"Next week, same time?"
I put both arms around him and kissed him long and strong, my whole body pressed against his in earnest promise. "That's a date."
Dear reader:- I realize that my writing is somewhat inhibited compared to most of the postings I have had the pleasure of reading here. Please tell me if you would like to hear a sequel or if I am wasting my (and your) time.