By oncewere
OK, Roger. The tape recorder is on and running. Tell us how you met her.
Sure, Barb.
The phone rang early one Thursday morning in my office; I wondered who would call on my work phone so early.
“Hello. My name is Brian Wilson. Are you the fellow who visited the slope about three weeks ago?”
I wouldn’t have admitted to it had he asked about Forest Hill Nudist Park, but he referred to by its nickname as a member would. I was still hesitant as I answered. “Um, yeah. What can I do for you?”
“Well.” He seemed hesitant too. “Do you remember my wife Sylvia, and another woman named Cal?”
I had to think a moment. Then I got even more hesitant. I remembered them very well, I’d given them backrubs, rather erotic back rubs at the slope. I wondered if he were an irate husband ready to get on my case.
“Yes. I do recall meeting them there.”
“Oh what a relief. I’ve been trying to get in touch with you since that day. We hoped to see you at the slope but you haven’t been back. Barry gave me your business card last night so I could call you.” I wondered where this was leading. “Sylvia and Cal speak highly of you and would like to invite you over for dinner if you have the time.”
He didn’t sound irate, but still I had to be careful. “Gee. I’m not sure. What did you have in mind.” My concern must have shown in the tone of my voice.
“We live less than a mile from where you work. Could you let Syl and me buy your lunch. We could talk and let you know where we’re coming from.”
“Sure. I guess so. When?”
“Today?” This was moving fast. “What time do you take lunch?”
What the hell. I thought. “How about 11:30 at Nick’s Delli.”
“Done. We’ll be there.”
The rest of the morning I wondered just what was going on.
I recognized Sylvia immediately, sitting with a short, rather thin balding man with gray hair. He rose to meet me, shaking my hand warmly. Sylvia greeted me with a very fetching smile. Brian handed me the order chit, which I filled in, ordering my regular BLT with Swiss. The waiter picked up the chits and we settled in.
Bryan began, “Let me get to the point. I assume you have limited time for lunch.” I nodded. “At the slope, you gave Sylvia and Cal dynamite massages. We’d like to invite you to our place for a repeat performance.” Sylvia smiled again and nodded.
“I, uh, sure, I could do that. I didn’t do all that much. I, Um.”
“Let me tell you exactly what’s on our mind. Right after you gave Syl that massage, she came directly to the pool and dragged me back to our cabin for the best sex we’ve had in many years.” Sylvia grinned again and nodded aggressively. “I can’t tell you how great it was. You got her so hot…”
Sylvia jumped in, smiling. “Your massage touched off feelings I’d forgotten. If you don’t mind, if it isn’t too much trouble, we’d like to do it again.” She reached across the table and took my hand.
The waiter interrupted with our orders. We continued talking and agreed to meet at their place the next night.
. . . . . . . .
Their house, on a corner lot, was surrounded by a hedge right at the sidewalk. It must have been eight or more feet tall. I parked on the street then walked up their driveway to find the gate they told me to use. Entering, I saw Cal trying to put a tablecloth on a picnic table. She was completely nude. I quickly put down the
wine I’d brought, then helped her get it straight. Brian came out of the house carrying a big platter of chicken. Sylvia followed almost immediately, with a bowl of salad. As is normal for me, my first sight of the nude women sparked chills down my back. That feeling stayed with me longer than it would have with the chaste nudity of the park.
Sylvia gave me a little hug as she passed then said. “Don’t you feel a little overdressed? Her bare breast against my arm added to my arousal. “There’s a closet just inside the door for your clothes and the bathroom is the second door on the left.
I was just hanging my underwear in the closet when Cal came through and swatted me on the behind. “Come on out when you’re finished, Roger. We’ll talk.” I visited the bathroom, not just to pee and comb my hair, but to wash up. Not being circumcised, I have to be careful about cleaning my cock before I meet anyone.
Dinner was delightful. Cal sat next to me, closer than was necessary. We talked about jobs, family, and all the normal things. Cal’s husband had died about the time my wife and I divorced. She and he, Bryan and Sylvia, were friends at the Slope and remained close after Cal’s husband passed. When Syl got up to clear the table, I automatically pitched in, my ex had trained me well. After the dishwasher was running, we all repaired to their den to finish off the wine.
We continued talking, laughing and generally enjoying the company, but after a while, there came a lull, accompanied by the three of them looking back and forth at each other. Finally, Bryan spoke up. “We might as well get to the point of why we’re here.” Syl and Cal looked directly at me. “As a nudist, you have to be used to people talking frankly, uh, about sex and things, so I’ll get to the point. Our sex life had gotten really stale over the years, same ol, same ol. The spontaneity was gone. Whatever you did to Syl at the Slope fired her up and the last three weeks have been like our honeymoon. We’ve been screwing like rabbits.” Syl nodded, smiling, as Bryan continued. We’ve never done anything like sex in public or swinging or anything, but you got us so reved up, we’d like you to give Syl a massage like you did at the Slope, and maybe show me how to do it.”
I had to think a moment. “Well, sure. I can do that. I . . .I didn’t do much, just a back and shoulder rub.“ I couldn’t help wondering if they wanted me to screw Syl.
Syl spoke up, “A very nice back and shoulder rub. And Cal, you too?”
“Of course.” Cal nodded.
I had to get things straight. “Uh, how far should I go?”
Bryan blushed, “Well, let’s see where it takes us. We’re not ready for you to have intercourse. Syl and I plan to do that, once you get her started, but do whatever heightens the mood.” He and Syl looked at Cal.
She responded hesitantly, “I wouldn’t mind, uh, whatever, let’s see where it takes me.” She breathed deeply, shrugged her naked shoulders, making her beautiful boobs jiggle, then continued. “Oh hell, I might as well say it. You left me so damned frustrated it isn’t even funny. I’ve been masturbating two or three times a day since you gave me that massage. Since Dave got sick, that’s all I’ve been able to do for relief. Uhm, I’m ready for anything.” She blushed all over.
I had to laugh. “Gee, guys. I’ve been worried I’d get the hell beat out of me by an Irate husband. I’m glad you two enjoyed the massages, but I enjoyed touching you a lot more than you did. I’ve had to take matters into my own hands too. Let’s do it.”
Syl took me by the hand and led me to the master bedroom, where she arrayed herself, face down on the king size bed. Bryan and Cal sat on opposite sides of the bed, watching intently.
I began by massaging her shoulders. My ex went to great pains to teach me an exact process. I kept at the shoulder and neck rub until I could feel her relax. At the slope, I didn’t develop even the slightest erection, that isn’t allowed there in public. But there on her bed, touching Syl was already getting a rise out of me. You know how I do it, Barb, soft tickles of her neck, face, and ears, scalp massage, alternating between back, butt and leg massage and light tickling all over. I tickled all over her back until I felt her tense up. Then I lightly scratched her back, to relieve the tension, but I didn’t relieve the tension down the middle of her back. Then I did more tickling down to the side of her boobs, and especially that sensitive spot just above the crack of her behind.
When her breathing was harder and she was beginning to “Ohhhhh” I told her how beautiful she was and how good she felt to me. By the third time around of tickling and scratching, but not scratching that growing itch down the middle of her back, her moans got louder and she demanded that I give her relief down the middle of her back. When I did, she moaned a satisfied: “Ohhhhhh Yeahhhhhhh.” When I went back to tickling her face, neck, ears, and scalp, she moaned and turned over on her back, showing me everything, including a warm, sexy smile. I have to admit that by then I was so incredibly horny that I couldn’t even think straight.
“Bryan.” I said. “This is as far as I went at the Slope, it all took place in the public area.” Syl wasn’t finished. She wanted a front massage too. Holding my hands by her boobs, I asked: “May I?”
She kind of moaned: “Of course, you silly goose.” Her hand was lying palm up right under my erect cock. I’ll not admit to whether it was on purpose or accidentally, I leaned forward to tickle her boobs and I could feel her hand first touch, then lightly grasp it. I suppressed the urge to groan, with her husband right there, watching. I ran my fingers lightly up and down her from her toes to her scalp, tickling and massaging her all over. When she let out a long, breathy moan, I motioned for her hubby to join in. He tickled her too. Four hands soon got Syl even more into things. As he moved up, Syl took his cock in hand and began massaging it lightly. For a while she had one in each hand.
When I kissed her neck and nibbled her ears, she moaned loudly. I had to shake my head to Bryan when he began to finger Syl’s pussy. “Softly, softly, let’s stretch it out, take your time.” Syl nodded in assent, and moaned again. I couldn’t help notice that Cal was watching intently, licking her lips, and nodding along with Syl. Syl moaned even louder when I leaned over to kiss her eyes, then cheek, then nibble her ears and lick her neck lightly.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to start directing Bryan to take over. “I nibbled Syl’s ear then whispered that it was time for her husband to take over. Once I had him pleasuring her, I kissed her neck, then kissed slowly down her body. Bryan was fondling one breast while I was kissing the other. Then I kissed down her tummy as she writhed about the bed. When I nuzzled her bush, she opened her legs completely for me. I first kissed her hot wet pussy and she shuddered. I couldn’t resist probing the soft moist depths of her pussy for a while, then diddled under her clit for a moment.
I was enjoying it so much that I kept at her for at least a dozen of her hip thrusts, but decided it was time to back off. I then reached up and led Bryan’s hand to her pussy and helped him start to lightly finger her. When I got up to make more room for Bryan, I was terribly disappointed to lose the feelings of her hand on my hard-on.
I walked around to behind Cal and began to rub her neck and shoulders. Bryan didn’t need any more help. He knew where all of Syl’s buttons were. His lips and tongue were all over Syl. She must have had an orgasm while he was eating her pussy, judging by her body language and a very long, loud moan. Bryan kissed his way up to her breasts and nibbled for a while, bringing on her moans again.
My fully erect cock, pressing against Cal’s side was demanding attention. Cal squirmed her shoulder into my groin, eliciting a massive shiver from me. It felt good when she responded with her own shiver. I needed Cal very badly, but we couldn’t take our eyes off of Syl and Bryan kissing so deeply. Syl opened her legs and Bryan, without breaking the kiss crawled over her, supporting himself with one arm while the other hand fondled her boob.
Bryan stopped the kiss and rose, kneeling between Syl’s outstretched legs. His cock rested on her pubic mound. Syl took his cock in her hand and guided it all around and to her pussy, running it up and down, diddling her clit with it, and obviously enjoying her play-toy immensely. Cal and I were staring, open mouthed at the incredibly erotic scene. Her eyes caught mine and we gazed longingly at each other for a while, glancing from time to time at the pussy/cock play before us. I hugged her and began to play lightly with her boobs. She, in turn, took my hot needy cock into her hand for a long, soft penis massage as we continued to watch the show.
Syl positioned Bryan’s cock at the entrance of her pussy, then rotated her hips to suck it into her. He slammed it in, balls deep, in an instant and they were both flailing their hips at each other. He pulled her feet over his shoulders and pounded her while she gave as good as she got. He played with her boobs and they kissed, oh did they kiss. My heart beat a lot faster than their thrusts. Cal shivered when I nibbled on her ear, but neither of us took our eyes off of Syl and Bryan.
They fucked and fucked for I don’t know how long. It was so erotic to see someone fucking right in front of me while I was holding a lovely lady. Syl began a series of low, slow moans in time with Bryan’s thrusts. Slowly, the moans grew louder and more rapid as their trusts did likewise. A particularly loud moan turned into a squeaking stutter as we saw Syl stiffen up, shudder a few times, then issue a long slow moan. Bryan kept up exactly what he was doing until Syl was finished moaning, then he began thrusting massively and within two or three dozen thrusts, he groaned loudly and stiffened. He kept thrusting wildly until his obviously no longer stiff prick slipped out after one of his thrusts.
They slowly maneuvered into a spoon position, fondling. After a few moments, Syl opened her eyes, her smile turned from satisfied to sexy and she softly said: “Your turn Cal.”
I leaned down and kissed Cal on the forehead. I asked: “You want your massage now?”
She squeezed my cock strongly and answered: “No, damn it. I want to fuck you right now. No time for teasing.”
I kissed her lips lightly and put my other hand on her boob. “No!” She exclaimed. She hugged me tightly. “I’m hotter than I’ve been in years.” She pulled my cock in her direction. “Those two were so damned hot. I need this in me now.”
So who am I to argue? I kissed her, and feeling her tongue invade my lips, I responded, sharing the most erotic kiss I could remember. My cock probed, looking for its opening, but she cut that short by pulling it to her pussy and maneuvering it into her. I shoved it to her and she rewarded that with a huge moan.
“Damn, this feels good. My first cock since Dave got sick. Oh my. Sock it to me, lover.” So I did. We fucked like minks for quite a few minutes. Trying not to cum too soon, I even resorted to doing my sevens times table, but it wasn’t working very well. I was too aroused. Fortunately, Cal began screaming at seven times eight, and I had something more important than seven times nine. She was shuddering and so was I. I felt that familiar tension grow. I began to throw in a lot of sideways action and she went over the edge, nearly screaming. Her vaginal contractions got the best of me and I felt that humongous release and burning sensation as I pumped everything I had into her. I kept it up until, like Bryan, my diminishing cock slipped from her lovely sheathe. We slipped into a spoon too, all looking at each other, all so incredibly satisfied. For quite some time.
Finally, Syl spoke. “You didn’t get your back rub.”
Cal snuggled into me. “I got something better.” She turned and kissed me. “Maybe a little later.”
I kissed her back and told her, “Whenever you like, Cal. Whenever you like.” We snuggled and fondled some more, enjoying the closeness tremendously. Talking from time to time.
Syl mentioned, “I’ve never seen anyone making love before.” The rest of us all said the same thing. “It was kind of exciting.”
Cal answered: “Tell me about it. You two had me so damned hot, I couldn’t stand it.”
Bryan smiled: “Well you two were no slouches either.”
Cal spoke after a long pause: “Do you think we’ll do this again?”
Bryan laughed. “Not until I have time to recover. Give me at least twenty minutes.” We slowly climbed out of the messy bed. “Oh shit.” Exclaimed Cal. “I forgot about this part.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“It’s been over four years since I’ve had cum dribbling down my leg.” She laughed.
I asked, smiling, “Would you like me to clean you up?”
She winked then headed for the bathroom. “Oh, not right now. Maybe next time."
Cal got her back rub later that evening and she did let me clean her up. She got lots more back rubs and a lot of other things over then next two years before we got married. On subsequent sessions, we got more and more frisky and it was, I believe, our fourth session between the four of us when we swapped partners for a full fuck.
One night at a party, we had been drinking too much and Syl spilled the beans about what we had been doing to one of her girlfriends who happened to be an FMC member. You know, Judy, Judy and Ben. She brought us into the club, and it’s been fun fun fun ever since.
All this talk about how we started swinging has my juices flowing, Barb. Cal and Rusty headed to the bedroom about five minutes ago.
How would you like a back rub?
And…?
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The night arrived finding Beth both excited and hot with anticipation. She was dressed to kill showing off her sexy body wearing no underwear. When Bruce knocked on the door I answered it and escorted him into our house. Beth entered the living room and gave Bruce a big hug pressing her chest and pelvis into him and then kissed him on the lips. Bruce kissed her back and he sat down pulling her on to his lap. Nether one of them wasted any time, tongues going everywhere, hands exploring and groping each other, clothes coming off. Soon they were both naked and Beth got a pleasant surprise, Bruce was very well hung. She giggled with delight.
Beth took Bruce's hand and led him to our bed. She pushed him down on the bed and went to work on Bruce's big cock giving him an enthusiastic blow job. After a while Bruce flipped Beth on her back and went to work on her pussy and clit. Beth orgasmed in minutes, fully enjoying Bruce's skilled tongue. I stood in the background watching the show.
Soon Bruce moved into position between Beth's legs. As he rubbed his cock against Beth's open pussy and clit she responded with loud moans and started pressing her pussy against Bruce's cock. As he slid his huge cock into Beth's pussy she had a big climax. As he went deeper he increased his speed and Beth climaxed again. She was enthralled with his big cock pumping her pussy, she was moving her hips and swearing, telling him his cock felt so good. She looked over at me and said she loved how good his big cock felt inside her. She told Bruce to stretch her pussy good, to fuck her hard. She was in sexual ecstasy, a place she'd never been before. Her facial expressions showed pure bliss and the sounds she was making were hot as hell. I never seen her so turned on, she must of had a dozen orgasms, many of which were huge.
They fucked each other hard for a good twenty minutes then Bruce erupted into Beth's pussy, filling her with his cum. This gave Beth another climax. Afterwards he laid on Beth for a minute then rolled off her. He'd destroyed her pussy, it gaped open with his cum dripping out of her. They kissed and he got up to dress while Beth laid there spent. She looked at me and smiled big time. She said, "Your turn!", so I took sloppy seconds and enjoyed it beyond belief. Bruce watched us have sex then commented that watching real sex was so much hotter than any porno ever could be. He understood my enjoyment of watching my wife fuck other men. He said he'd like to do it again and Beth was all for it. So they made plans to hook up again. Then Bruce left.
Beth and I talked about how well things went, and how she wasn't prepared for how much she enjoyed his big cock. It was mind boggling! She thanked me profusely for asking her to do this, the opportunity to experience such awesome sex. She says she'll never be the same again and is looking forward to more big cock sex. So our new lifestyle began.
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By Falcon88
My wife and I have been together for almost 25 years. Through out the years sex has been fantastic. No complaints on either side. We are very faithful and never cheated on each other.
Then one day two years ago we were having a few drinks and watching porn. We watch all kinds of porn. That night we were watching some really good gangbangs. Curiously, I turn to my wife and asked her if she ever thought about swinging and group sex. If it ever crossed her mind. Surprisingly, she looked at me and said she’s been thinking about it for while. So we ended up talking about swinging and group sex for hours. We got online and read stories on experiences about swinging and group sex. The pros and cons. It turned me on taking about it but at the same time I got a crazy feeling in my stomach. Nerves I guess.
So to make a very long story short we ended up having an open marriage and took up swinging. We both decided to have (safe) sex with other people until we felt comfortable on having our first group sex. All this took very long planning and preparing, especially mentally.
Finally last November we planned out her first group sex. We carefully selected three familiar friends to join in the fun. Of course they decided to do it and agreed on our rules.
So, it finally happened that November night. I really enjoyed watching my wife get screwed by more than one man. She had the time of her life. She had multiple orgasms one after another. The crazy feeling never left my stomach but I really enjoyed watching though. After the guys left we kicked back and talked about our experience. Then we go back about agreeing on what we’re doing and never to do it without the other knowing. We keep an oath of trust. Every time we have a date with someone we let each other know. It’s always planned out days in advance so it will never interfere with our personal lives. We have a great understanding.
Since last November she’s been involved in several group sex averaging 3-4 guys each time. Of course I joined in most of the time. Lots of lube is needed. But now she wants to go a little further. She wants to do a gangbang of 6-8 guys. Seriously.
Lately she’s been playing with large toys to get her vagina ready. She wants to try double-vaginal penetration. I’ve been preparing her by inserting a dildo in her while I’m inside. Very carefully with lots of lube. We practice every time we have sex. She even carefully inserts a large thick toy in her vagina while watching a movie and keeps it in there. Yes, our sexual curiosities has increased tremendously. My wife wants to explore even more and I’m all in.
Well the day we both have been looking forward too occurred this past weekend. We managed to round up 7 guys for an all night gangbang. It involved a lot of planning and phone calls. We’ve noticed that guys will be all in at first then drop out later. But eventually we got things going. That night when everyone arrived she was kinda nervous but excited to have that many cocks at once. Most of all, she finally had double penetration in her vagina from two guys for the first time. The strange thing I seemed more nervous than her. Lol But she absolutely enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed watching her. She came hard many times. She doesn’t like anal so that wasn’t attempted.
So after joining in all the fun and after almost two hours of great sex we had the grand finale. My sexy wife knelt down and we all gave her an awesome bukkake. Her face was drenched with cum. It was one heck of a hot night. After everyone left we took a long shower and stayed up almost all night talking about it. We were both so turned on that we were already making plans for the next one. But we are gonna take a break for about three weeks. It’s just going to be me and her for now.
Yesterday she mentioned about having a messy cum sex in the near future after watching a great creampie movie. I was like, a messy cum sex? She asked me what I would think about her having a messy gooey bukkake and creampie night. Having about 4 guys cum all over her face while 4 guys cum inside her. Then rubbing the cum all over her breasts. Man, just listening to her drove me crazy. My wife was willing to be explosive. But that would take lots of planning because we are very cautious. My wife cannot get pregnant anymore so that’s really something we don’t have to worry about. It’s about the unprotected sex. We do know many cool friends well enough that we can trust but still we must remain careful. Yet, I’m sure it’s gonna happen very soon.
I’ve been asked if we have taken it too far. If there’s actually any sign of regrets. Some close friends wonder about my wife wanting too much now. Our answer is no because we enjoy it and have a deep understanding and trust. We are responsible adults and are having fun. We first talk about what we’re going to do and have to both agree 100%. Any sign of doubt from either side we will not do it. We are friends with our sex partners but no feelings are involved or ever shared. We have proven that to ourselves already.
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By AdamGunn2
It was a fairly typical night at D.J.s Island, an early autumn evening. Mary and I hadn’t set anything up in advance, we’d decided to go almost at the last moment. From the second we entered the door our radar was beaming across the club, searching for a couple that might be searching for what we were also interested in - an enjoyable tryst.
Mary took a few minutes to change into what she called a ‘trolling outfit.’ As I remember, that night it was a black babydoll with a loose bodice, thong, low heels. Many men admired her legs as I checked the forty or so women, many as scantily clad as my wife. None of our regular playmates seemed to be in attendance that evening, but we had our customs, we weren’t concerned. Perhaps an hour and a half later, I sat at a table next to the dance floor, Mary was on her feet, on the parquet, moving her body, seeing if anyone would move in. A slow sequence of men approached her, danced with her. Some would take liberties such as moving their hands under her garment, feeling the small of her back, perhaps place their palm on the roundness of her ass.
I’d seen this many times before, I waited for one of two reactions.
The first was that she’d spin away from the man; it signified she wasn’t interested in what he had to offer.
The second was that she’d get closer, I’d watch her whisper in his ear. I knew the question, “Where’s your wife?” Some of them would shake their heads, they were attending as one of the few single men the club allowed, and when they received Mary’s response, they’d move away - that’s not what we were looking for at the moment.
But the man might indicate where his wife was dancing a few feet away. When this kind of thing happened, Mary would glance to me and give our special signal - she’d put one hand on the back of her head, one on her stomach. When I got the cue, I’d come out, we’d dance as a foursome.
As I approached, a man grasped the elbow of a tall attractive lady who was more modestly dressed, at least for the club. There was no conversation on the dance floor, the heavy volume of music and the thumping of the bass wouldn’t allow for speech. But I could tell the woman was interested in me, the four of us paired off and I often found myself facing this vixen. It was obvious they were as interested in us as I was in them, I could tell by the way Mary was rubbing against the man that she felt the same.
After a couple of songs, Mary led the way off the floor, holding his hand, leading us off into a corner away from the speakers. As we sat, the man said, “I’m Ed, this is my wife, Marilyn.”
Marilyn and I softly shook hands, I believe she raised the hem of her skirt to give me a view of her upper thighs. Ed had no problem seeing Mary’s legs, or where they met - she was sitting so that the babydoll was gathered to her side, leaning forward so her globes were exposed to his view.
“Do you come here often?” Ed asked.
“Every few weeks,” I responded, “you?”
“This is our first time here.” Mary gave him a look that asked for further info. “We’re just starting this,” he admitted.
Marilyn picked it up. “We’ve only had one time with a couple of friends. We liked it, heard about this place, decided to see if we could get into more trouble.”
“Trouble’s our middle name,” I joked.
Our conversation continued, where do you live, what movies have you seen lately, etc. It was a screen, of course, we were all calculating if the four of us would be pleasurable bedmates. I paid my attention to Marilyn, my wife had told me numerous times not to worry about her, she can take care of herself. My hand found Marilyn’s knee, she smiled at me, encouraged me to reach a tad higher. We bent towards each other, our mouths met.
Marilyn opened her lips to me, the kiss was ardent, her mouth moist. She licked at my upper lip, her hand fondled the back of my neck. Our tongues clashed, promising cupidity, mimicking what I presumed our bodies might be doing in a few scant moments.
We broke for a moment, Marilyn invited, “Would you guys want to go to one of the rooms?”
I, of course, was all for it, but then I heard Mary. “Uh, not right now. But thanks.”
We’ve always had the guideline that if one person doesn’t want to do something, she speaks for both of us. Regretfully, I pecked at Marilyn’s lips a last time, we stood, went separate ways.
“You’re not upset, are you?” Mary asked me.
“Of course not, not at all. You’re not in the mood?”
“Oh, I’m in the mood all right, just not with Ed.”
“Something wrong with him?” I asked.
“I tried to get him interested,” Mary revealed, “but his kiss was a little cold, indifferent. I put my hand on his leg, he was too busy watching you and Marilyn, he never responded. My guess is that if we went into a room, he’d be watching you two, I’m not even sure he’d get hard for me.” It was a reasonable thought, it had happened to us a couple times before. “Hope you don’t mind, bet she’d have been a firecracker.”
“Maybe. But you’re a firecracker too.”
We headed back to the dance floor, in search of another couple.
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