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The night was long and busy, full of loving and lust. Sara and Bev kept all three men busy until they all began to fall asleep. And as they slept, there was stirring and grasping and now and then, someone would move to find another warm, wet place to put their hands or their cocks. Sara came several times during the night, once because she and Bev were loving each other. She heard one of the men gasp in orgasm when she was sure no one was fucking either her or Bev, but she never mentioned it.
When the morning came, they rose slowly, made coffee and breakfast, made love again and finally, left for their various jobs. Steve was the last.
“Sara, this has been the most wonderful weekend I´ve ever spent. Everyone I met was warm and wonderful, and they all love you. The sex was great, but it was really the love and acceptance that made it special. We need to be sure we keep in touch with them.’
They went out on the balcony, clearing things up, restoring the usual order, watering the plants. Steve said, “Yesterday, when you and Bev were out here making love, the rest of us went inside and had a beer. We talked about how good it all felt, and we traded stories about how much we love you and how much your love means to us.’
“What do you mean, exactly, Steve?’
“Well, Ralph told about how your openness and easy acceptance of sex in any form put him at ease for the first time in years. He´d always been up tight about relationships, and when he finally learned how easy it could be – I guess it took him a long time – he was able to ask his girl, Helen, to live with him and both continue having other lovers.’
“Oh, I´m really glad he did that, and if I had something to do with it, I like it even more. But, you know, Steve, it isn´t easy, living like this. It takes a lot of work to make sure that all these guys are happy and feel secure. I always have to think about how they´ll react to the things I say and to the way I live.’
“Nobody knows you work at it, Sara, least of all me. It seems to come about so naturally. Like yesterday, when you asked Ralph if he had cleared his invitation with Helen.’
“I needed to be certain, that´s all. I couldn´t say I´d go until I knew it was a valid invitation. I´ll probably call her tonight to see what I should bring and sort of break the ice.’
“That´s just what I mean, Sara. You think about these things … And then, Jerry told us about how he met you one night in the supermarket, and how at first he didn´t tell Bev about you. He tried for a long time to keep you two apart, but just about the time he had sorted it all out and told Bev all about you, you took the bull by the horns and called her up.’
“Did he say he did that?’
“Well, he mumbled a lot, but I´d say he wanted to keep you all to himself, didn´t want to share you with Bev, as he knew he would have to eventually. I think he really fell for you hard, keeping in mind that he really deeply loves Bev.’
“I think that´s sweet, if a little weird,’ Sara said. “I´m glad it all worked out, though, ‘cause I really love Bev. She´s so cute, and so strong and sexy. The two of them are a team that´s hard to beat.’
“That´s sure true. And I think that, if you had pushed things sooner, it wouldn´t have really hurt anything. But as it happened, your timing was perfect.’
“Thank God for that. Now, make love to me again before I take you to the airport.’
When they had showered and Steve had packed and dressed, Sara came out of the bedroom. She wore her open-sided tee-shirt, dark glasses, shoes and a great big grin. “Like it?’ she asked Steve, spinning around to show him everything.
“Well, I don´t know why you´re wearing the glasses. No one will ever look at your face. What´s the gag?’
“I just want to drive you to the airport and drop you off and leave you there, knowing I´m driving around nearly naked. And I´ll be waiting for you to meet me in California on Thursday. And here´s a clue. I won´t be wearing much more than this. And I can hardly wait.’
Steve hugged her and kissed her. They went into the hall, took the elevator to the garage and drove out of the building without seeing a soul. The drive to the airport was uneventful, except that Sara made sure Steve could see as much of her body as possible. Steve watched the show with glee. As Sara drove nakedly through the city, they talked about the weekend they had shared.
Steve said, “I don´t recall a time when I´ve spent so much time with anyone just feeling good and loving. It´s very special to spend almost three whole days, mostly naked, touching and feeling and hugging without any restrictions. It feels wonderful.’
“Right. I seemed to have someone´s hand on me somewhere almost all the time. Mostly just to touch – to be aware of a contact, of a presence, like ‘Here I am, I care about you.´ When I was at the club, there was a lot of that there, too, though I don´t know many people there. It just seemed to be the thing to do. When you get to know someone and you like them, you touch them, caress them, let them know… Of course, there was one time…’ and Sara told Steve about the two men at the barbecue who felt her up without really knowing her at all. “But that´s all right, I know not everyone is just the way I want them to be. And, there wasn´t any problem when I pulled out of the orgy.’
“This is a whole new world for me, Sara. I really think I´m going to like it.’ Steve said.
“I really hope so, Steve. It means a lot to me now,’ and Sara pulled his hand to her body, where Steve caressed her tummy and breasts, leaving his hand on her thigh. When they arrived at the airport, Steve got out, set his bag on the sidewalk and reached back into the car to kiss Sara goodbye. He got a wet kiss and a handful of tit. “Thursday,’ he said, and walked away, adjusting his trousers.
Sara drove home happily, took off her shirt and went to work on her apartment. She felt wonderful; she was nearly flying with joy and fulfillment.
She called Charity, and talked with her for almost an hour about club matters. It turned out that the executive committee had decided to use a building lot close to the center of town for a youth center and that a member, an architect, had volunteered to design the new center at no charge. And, the executive committee had agreed to have the club open weekday mornings for people wearing clothes. Sara suggested that the computer could tell when all the morning guests had left and it was safe to strip.
When they had finished talking, Charity said, “I´m so glad you are already thinking about what´s going on here. It makes me feel much more secure that you´re really into this. And, you sound so happy, too.’
“Well, I just spent the best weekend of my life – next to the one I spent with you at the club, anyway. And I´m so happy I could fly. Steve and I will be there Thursday with bells on – and probably not much else.’
Sara hung up the telephone and dialed Ralph´s home phone. It rang for a long time, then a woman answered. Her voice was deep, with a rich lilt that Sara couldn´t quite place, “This is Helen Gordon.’
“This is Sara Compton. Ralph invited me to dinner tomorrow, and I thought I´d call and see what I could bring.’
“Hold on a second. I just came in the door and I want to put my stuff down so we can talk.’ Helen set the phone down and Sara heard her bustling around for a moment before she returned.
“Am I calling at the wrong time?’ Sara asked.
“No, not at all. You´re lucky to catch me, though. I don´t usually get home this early; my court date was cancelled.’
“Oh?’
“Sorry, you don´t know anything about me, do you? I´m a lawyer, and I spend a lot of time in court, work long hours, the whole bit. But more to the point, that´s how I met Ralph.’
“Really? You´re right, I only know, uh, knew, your first name, and that you and Ralph just started living together. That´s all.’ Sara said.
“Well, it´s been a month now, but we´ve been lovers for years. See, I met Ralph professionally. He´d been living with this woman – actually, she was his room mate, then they started sleeping together now and then, not a defined relationship, if you know what I mean. That was all fine, but when she realized that Ralph was sleeping with other women, and wasn´t really interested in stopping, she went to the police and accused him of rape. I was his lawyer.’
“Jesus, Helen! What an awful thing. How could she do that?’ Sara said.
“It´s real easy. You pick up the phone and call the police. That´s all it takes, and you can ruin someone´s life. Sure, there´s plenty of the real thing around, that´s why these people get taken seriously. But, I see a lot of that kind of case, rotten people who file false claims.
“Well, we got the case dismissed when this woman sort of went off her rocker in court and shouted at the judge and accused the prosecutor of trying to seduce her. She finally admitted she had lied under oath, and a whole bunch of other things. Ralph refused to press any charges against her, but I´ll bet she´s out there yet, and she´ll do it again.’
“What a strange way to get to know the guy you live with,’ Sara commented.
“In my business you get a lot of strange things, Sara. In fact, though, I didn´t go to bed with Ralph ‘till almost a year later. I don´t think he got laid the whole time, he was so terrified. I almost had to rape him. I dragged him home one Friday night, took off my clothes in front of him and made him fuck me. Fortunately, he spent the weekend.’
“Wow. That´s what I call therapy! Then what? I can´t wait for the next exciting episode.’
Helen chuckled, deeply. “It does sound a little strange, doesn´t it? Well, we started dating regularly. I got him to tell me about the women he used to sleep with before the roof fell in, and I could tell when he started sleeping with other women than me.’
“He does seem to need more than one woman, Helen. I hope it didn´t cause problems for you.’
“Oh, no. I saw it as a sign he was getting back to normal. It´s normal for him. And, more important, it´s normal for me, too. I´ve always had several lovers, and I´m not about to stop, even for someone I love as much as I love Ralph. I think, from what Ralph finally told me, that you and I must be somewhat alike… Hold on another second, will you, I´ll be right back. I have to pee like mad.’
“You want to call me back?’ Sara asked.
“Could I? I have your number,’ Helen replied.
Sara opened the door to the balcony to let the late afternoon sun and warm air into the apartment. When the phone rang again, she took it with her and settled on the lounge in the waning rays of the sun. “Hi,’ she said into the phone.
“Hi.’ Helen said. “I´m sorry to take so long. I just had to get out of my work clothes. I´m a lot more comfortable, now.’
“I´m sitting in the sun on my balcony, naked. What are you wearing?’ Sara asked, on a hunch.
“Same thing you are. Skin. Don´t have a balcony, though. I wish I did. Anyone rented your apartment? Ralph says its beautiful.’
“Not that I know of,’ Sara replied. “You want the number of the agent?’ And she went inside to give the information to Helen, returning to the sunshine as soon as she could.
“So, it looks like you and I are a lot alike,’ she went on. “What happened when Ralph found out you were sleeping around, too?’
“Well, he never actually ‘found out´. You see, I told him from the start that I liked a lot of lovers, the same as he had been enjoying before the case. And, I urged him to go looking for other lovers, too; that is, to get himself back to normal… Now, tell me how you met Ralph. When was it?’
“It was six years ago. I don´t remember the date, but it must have been in March sometime,’ Sara responded.
“That would have been just about the time I took him to bed with me the first time,’ Helen told her.
“Your treatment really worked, Helen. Here´s what happened...’ Sara told the other woman the story of her first weekend with Ralph, adding details as Helen asked for them.
“Well, I´m certain we´re going to get along fine, Sara,’ Helen said. “Now, what about tomorrow night? Is seven o´clock okay with you? I have court all day, but I´ll be out in plenty of time. And I´m doing the cooking ahead of time. Nothing fancy.’
“What shall I bring, Helen? Anything at all.’
“Nothing. I´ve got it all under control. But, what´s the name of that brandy you gave the guys this weekend?’
“I´ll never tell. I´ll just bring a bottle with me, how´s that?’ Sara told her.
“Hey, you don´t need to. But, I just got an idea. See what you think. How about we both wear something really sexy? You up for that?’
“You have yourself a deal, Helen. Seven o´clock. ‘Bye.’
Sara hung up the phone and went inside to shower for her date. Her Monday boyfriend, Ken, was taking her out for a farewell dinner, then home to his bed.
Sara slipped into a tight, navy, jersey top with spaghetti straps and a long, matching skirt slit high in front and back. Then, she fastened a lapis pendant at the top of her cleavage. She threw a halter and a pair of short shorts into her carry-all for the morning and went out the door.