"Neighborly"

[CutiePie1997]

"Neighborly"

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Hanna raised her head from her husband's groin, admiring his glistening cock. She'd always marveled at how he could stay hard as a rock for so long after she'd sucked or fucked him to orgasm. She caused him to explode via the former method this beautiful early August morning, filling her mouth with his seed before she swallowed and licked him dry.

"Do you hear that," she asked softly before giving his length one last, long lick up its sensitive underside. When he only hummed, either acknowledging her question without answer or simply acknowledging the pleasure, Hanna clarified, "I think they're here."

She rose from the bed to his protestations and headed out of the bedroom for the front of the house. Peeking over her shoulder before she got too far, Hanna noted that her hubby of 6 years was eying her backside with great appreciation. And appreciate that backside he should!

Hanna had worked hard all her life to maintain the incredibly sexy body she still had today at 26. She'd been an athlete all her life, moving from soccer and softball in her tweens to running events as a teen. She'd been a gymnast until she'd suffered a serious ankle injury at 13. She'd maintained a healthy diet and stayed away from alcohol and cigarettes, and when you put that all together with having inheriting wonderful genes, the result was an incredibly tight, erotically beautiful 5'6" figure that measured 34C-22-34.

She ignored his pleas to come back to bed, instead walking to the front window to look out upon their neighborhood of Bailey Ridge. It was a gated community of just 12 homes that sat atop 144 acres of slightly raised terrain for which it got its name. They'd lived here since just shortly after they'd exchanged their vows, and because of the unique amenities the neighborhood offered, she doubted that they would move from here for possibly decades, if ever.

From the window of the bedroom she'd just left, their home looked out to the west upon their spacious patio, lap pool and double level hot tubs, groomed and slightly sloped lawn, and beautifully orchestrated selection of domestic and exotic shrubberies. Beyond their property was a thick, professionally trimmed hedgerow that ran to the left and right as far as the eye could see. A tall security fence with motion detectors and cameras was monitored by Stevens Security, which maintained guards at the gate 24/7. And beyond that were the wide, flat valley that was mostly farmland with a couple of small, sleepy communities dotting it and low lying but still magnificent coastal mountains that offered them both such incredible sunsets so many nights of the week.

To the front of the house, beyond the big bay windows near which Hanna now stood naked, were more sculpted lawns and shrubs, large ancient elms and maples, and a wide circular one way road, outside of which the twelve luxury homes and inside of which was a three acre park that featured a bark'o'mulch surfaced running track, picnic tables under even more massive trees, and an area the locals called the playground which offered a wide variety of physical fitness opportunities for the generally active population of the community.

The one thing you wouldn't see in the park at which Hanna was staring were slides, merry-go-rounds, and animal shaped rocking-ride devices, because from its beginnings over two decades ago when the first spade was stuck into the ground, Bailey Ridge had been an adults-only community. 16 pages of carefully written, legally tested and proven, small print text all boiled down to one relatively firm and easily remembered statement: No children allowed.

Oh, it wasn't that you never saw children in Bailey Ridge. People sometimes threw birthday parties or celebrated Fourth of July or Christmas with family. But the rules about the presence of children in the communal portions of the community -- basically every where not within a home's own backyard fence line -- and more rules about noise levels caused by child-centric activities had led to a state of affairs where most of the residents simply never had young people over to their houses unless they were planning on keeping them penned up inside.

To be honest, most of the residents had no desire to have children in or around their homes for one very specific and -- to the outside world -- very hush hush reason: Bailey Ridge was the home of a very private and very active Swingers community. At one time or another, almost every one of the 40+ residents had engaged in one form or another of extracurricular sexual activity with one or more members of at least one or more homes in Bailey Ridge.

Most of the encounters were of what Hanna's grandfather had, back in the '60s and '70s, called wife swapping. Hanna and her husband met with one or the other of four Bailey Ridge couples on a weekly basis, if not more often than even that. Often, the encounters were more orgy style, with 3 or 4 or 5 couples involved. To a lesser extent, couples sometimes met up with just one half of another pairing, but per an unwritten code, this was never supposed to happen without the expressed permission of the fourth, absent partner.

One to one extramarital fuck'n'sucks were far outside the bounds of Bailey Ridge decency, though, to be honest, Hanna knew it happened.

She flinched from her reverie, surprised by the feel of her husband's hand upon her bared buttock. He slipped his arms around her delicious body, one caressing downward to find her clit and gently toy with it while the other hand moved upward to cup a firm breast and lightly pinch it pert nipple. He asked, "What're you looking at?"

She pointed a hand and told him, "Moving truck. The new neighbors."

"Explain this to me again," he asked. "How it is that we don't know these people already."

The Bailey Ridge Home Owners Association required a unanimous vote by all of the other 11 households before a property owner could sell their home to a new resident. The current members -- the swinging and swapping neighbors -- desperately wanted to ensure that any new resident would fit in with the others.

"There is a stipulation in the HOA rules and regulations," she began, "that says that if an owner announces on paper their intention to sell their house ... and after a year's period, the HOA has not approved a new owner of said property, that the HOA must purchase the property from the seller at fair market value plus 12% from its Endowment ... that once purchased by the HOA, selling the property is then up to the HOA."

Her husband, who'd been kissing Hanna's neck and shoulders took a break to ask simply, "And...?"

"And the HOA didn't approve any new buyers," she told her lover, "and after a year of neither approving anyone nor voting on spending money from the Endowment, the owners had the right to sell to anyone they wanted to sell to."

Hanna nodded her head toward the couple who were now visible after the hubby had stepped out of the moving truck and the wifey stepped out of a passenger car. "And that's who they sold to."

After eyeing the couple from two houses over, Hanna couldn't kelp but smile a bit wider. The two were both young, attractive, and fit, and she couldn't help but think to herself, that maybe she and her husband had lucked out. She whispered to him, "Finish me, while I watch our neighbors and imagine his cock balls deep inside of me."

It didn't take anymore than that from her husband. He moved Hanna back to the couch, bent her over it, and fucked her hard until they we both filling the room with the sound of their incredible delight.

 

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Jake Darrett lay on his bed, in his new room, staring up at the ceiling. He wasn't exactly happy they'd moved, but he had to admit, the house was pretty great, and according to his mom, and his stepdad Will, they'd gotten a really good deal. A steal, Will had called it.

Apparently, Will's uncle had been the previous owner, but had moved to Florida. "Friends and Family Discount," Jake thought to himself. When his mom, Lila had gotten married to Will, Will and his uncle had been corresponding back and forth, nailing down all the details, and then once completed, he surprised Jake's mom. She'd loved it.

Jake, however, was not as thrilled with the move. He had just turned eighteen a few weeks ago, and ended up having to leave all his friends behind. He'd also had a girlfriend, but when they found out he was moving, they'd ended up having an amiable break-up, rather than try the long distance relationship thing.

Even though he had not wanted to move, he had acted excited about it for his mom. He and his stepdad had a fairly "neutral" relationship. He didn't dislike Will, but he'd never gone out of his way to be friendly to Will either. But Will made his mom happy...and so did the new house. And since his mom had been so unhappy and depressed for such a long time after his dad died. Jake felt she deserved that happiness. So, he would deal.

Eventually, he'd probably be going off to college, and so, living here would be temporary for him...but he'd decided to take a year off to decide what he wanted to do. So, at the very least, he'd be here for at least a year.

At least there was a swimming pool. On hot summer days like today, it'd be awesome to go for a dip in the pool.

"No time like the present," he said, and got up, quickly changing into his swim trunks. After moving boxes all day, the swim would be great.

 

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Kimmie Rogers and Sophia King

One of the most treasured features of the homes on the hill that was Bailey Ridge was the privacy they had from one another. One might think that was rather ironic, of course, considering they were all Swingers and there weren't many secrets between them. But the activities in bedrooms and those in other places on the property weren't always looked at the same way.

The Bailey Ridge gated community had often been described as being similar to a face of a backward running clock: the twelve houses sat in a circle like the numbers of the clock, numbered counterclockwise from #1 Bailey Ridge Road in the north to #12 Bailey Ridge Road in the south. The homes' front entrances faced toward the center of the clock, with a counterclockwise running one way road just inside them and a circular 3 acre park inside that.

At the top and bottom of the circling road, between houses #1 and #12 at the north and #6 and #7 at the south, two roads connected to the circle. They descended the hill north and south but then each curled to the west where they eventually met up near the bottom just before the Security Gate that guarded the road that led a mile away to the nearest public road. There was only one way in and one way out of the gated community, with the exception of an always locked maintenance access road.

This arrangement of two roads at opposite ends of the community allowed residents to enter and leave the neighborhood on the one way road without having to drive the full circle each time. It might not have seemed like such an inconvenience to drive the extra 200 yards, but you know, sometimes people were just fucking lazy.

And while each of the houses had a full and wonderful view of the valley down below Bailey Ridge, they each also had a thick and tall, professionally tended arborvitae hedge running from the front (inner) gap of the homes all the way out to the edge of the clock face, where they met yet another thick and tall hedge that beyond which was a tall fence.

The effect was that if you were standing on your front lawn, you could see all of the front lawns of the other homes, but if you walked down the edge of your home, the arborvitae give you total privacy from your neighbors all the way to the back edge of the property.

Well ... that was the way it was supposed to work anyway...

Earlier in the summer, an invasive insect from Asia someplace began eating away at the hedge between #1 and #2, the homes of the Rogers family and now the newest family living in Bailey Ridge. The landscape company caught the damage early enough to prevent the bugs from spreading to the whole community, but they'd had to rip out a 30 yard section of the hedge that had once provided privacy to the pool and patio areas of the two adjacent homes.

Why was this important?

Because Kimmie Rogers was thoroughly enjoying the new view from the window of her second room bedroom. She heard movement in the hallway and called out, "Sofia! Come here! You gotta see this."

Sofia Rogers was 20 year old, only child Kimmie's 18 year old maternal cousin, also an only child; there mothers were sisters. Sofia had lost her mother at a young age, and when her father -- a long haul truck driver -- realized he couldn't remain in the only career he'd ever known and raise a 6 year old daughter, Sofia had moved in with Kimmie's family, resulting in her becoming almost a sister to the older girl.

When Sofia joined her cousin at the window, the two of them stared down into the now visible back yard of #2 Bailey Ridge Road at what was probably now the most beautiful sight in all of the community: a hunky, handsome young man by the name of Jake Darrett.

"Should we go say hello?" Kimmie asked, her lips spreading in a devilish smile as she reached over and grasped one of her cousin's tight butt cheeks. Sofia leaped and giggled, and her older cousin -- who as of the younger girl's 18th birthday was also her lover -- continued with her inquiry, "Maybe he might be interested in deflowering you ... in relieving you of the stress of still being a virgin."

Sofia giggled again and blushed. Her cousin, who was a very sexual young woman and had had many lovers since she herself turned 18 had demanded that her younger cousin remain pure of body until she, too, was of legal age. Even though Sofia had seen first hand how sexually active and adventurous her 2 years older cousin had been between 18 and 20, Kimmie had stressed to Sofia that sex at a young age could simply be too damaging to a young girl's confidence, self esteem, and self worth to be partaken of at a young age.

"Your time will come," Kimmie had promised her. "And I will be there to help you with the next step in becoming a powerful and strong women."

And Kimmie had been, quite literally. The night of Sofia's 18th birthday, after the party had ended and the guests had all left, the older cousin had taken the younger one upstairs to her bedroom and showed her the true meaning of heavenly euphoria. And while the two of them had engaged in all sorts of deeply pleasurable acts, the one thing Sofia hadn't partaken of was a man.

"Come on," Kimmie said, taking hold of her cousin's hand to lead her toward the door. "Let's go be neighborly."

But the younger beauty stopped her short, asking, "Shouldn't we maybe put on some clothes?"

Kimmie laughed and asked, "What's wrong with how we're dressed now?"

Kimmie was wearing a pair of thin, loose fitting pajama bottom that hugged her full ass tightly and a wireless bra that lifted and shaped her C cup bosom in an incredible way. Sofia was wearing a sexy one piece bikini that had so much sheer cloth to it that it was more lingerie than swim wear.

"We're fine," Kimmie said, stepping into a comfortable pair of 3 inch heels that gave sexy definition to her buttocks and thighs. "Come on, let's go."

Sofia tried desperately to talk her cousin into dressing a bit more modestly, but the compromise they reached was only that Kimmie let the other girl done a sarong about her waist and herself donned a thin fabric blouse that, unbuttoned, did little to hide her bosom and flat, fit belly.

At the edge of the property, they stopped at the rough ground where the removed hedge was awaiting replacement plants. Their neighbor caught sight of them, and without waiting for permission, Kimmie grasped Sofia's hand and started onto the other property, waving to the younger man and saying with a big smile, "Hey neighbor. Got any beer to share?"

 

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Jake had done a few laps in the pool, and then gotten out, toweling himself off. He had an athletic body, well defined but not bulky...he had played football in high school, and enjoyed boxing as well. He went for a run every day to keep the pounds off, and with the pool, he most likely would be swimming as much as he could as well.

He slicked back his wet, brown hair and the put on some sunglasses and then sat on one of the pool chairs to allow the sun to warm him and dry him off. He reclined back, closing his green eyes and just relaxing.

It was then that he heard movement and turned to look and see two women walk through the gap in the hedges. Jake's eyes widened behind his sunglasses. Both women were drop dead gorgeous and dressed just sexily enough where Jake couldn't help but stare and admire them.

One of them called out, "Hey neighbor. Got any beer to share?"

Jake removed his sunglasses, and replied, "Umm...unfortunately, I don't. The parental units kind of frown on the idea of me drinking. I DO have some iced tea, though, if you'd like some."

He stood up, and introduced himself, "Hi, I'm Jake. So, you two live next door?"

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Meanwhile, inside the house, Will Conroy was unpacking boxes. Lila was out in the kitchen, getting things set up how she wanted them, while Will worked on the living room. He'd already gotten the television set up, although it would be a couple days until the cable guy would come to set them up. Not that he had time to watch TV...the next few days would be unpacking and getting things in order.

Will stood up straight, stretching. His back was a bit sore from unloading the U-Haul, but luckily, he was in fairly good shape for his thirty-eight years. While not having the kind of physique that his stepson Jake had, Will had kept himself up, going to the gym a couple times a week.

He walked out into the kitchen to get a drink and saw Lila was washing and drying all the dishes, before putting them away in the cabinet next to the sink. He came up behind her, hugging her, and kissing her neck, causing her to giggle.

"Will," Lila said in mock admonishment, "you're supposed to be unpacking."

He reached around, squeezing her breasts as he kissed her neck again, enjoying her sharp intake of breath at his touch.

"You're going make me drop and break something," she giggled again.

He gave her nipples a playful pinch, causing her to gasp, and the reluctantly let her go. Walking to the fridge, he grabbed a bottled water, saying playfully, "To be continued tonight...after all, we have to christen the new house. Start in the bedroom, and then have sex in every room in the house."

Lila laughed and said, "Yeah, that won't be happening, with Jake living here...although I think we can manage it in the bedroom tonight."

"Deal," Will said, smiling at his new wife. They'd been together for close to two years now, and got married about three months ago...and Will felt like the luckiest man alive.

"So, where's Jake?" Will asked, and Lila replied, "He got his room all unpacked, and then said he wanted to check out the pool."

Will looked out the back window, and saw Jake was talking to a couple of young women in the back yard, and he replied, grinning, "That's not all he's checking out..."

 

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Kimmie and Sophia Rogers, with Jake Darrett

Kimmie and Sofia's combined profile

As the two cousins approached their new neighbor, Kimmie was mostly taking in their neighbors face, trying to determine his age. Jake's ruggedly handsome appearance and fit body could have belonged to an 18 year old -- which he was -- or a man 4, 6, even 8 years older. Sofia, for her part and with her eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses, was staring quite firmly on the young man's crotch. She couldn't get out of her head what her cousin had said about their new neighbor quite possibly being the man who finally took her long simmering virginity.

In response to Kimmie's question about whether or not he had beer, Jake replied, "Umm...unfortunately, I don't. The parental units kind of frown on the idea of me drinking. I DO have some iced tea, though, if you'd like some."

Well, that eliminates the 8 years older theory, she thought to herself. He wasn't yet 21 or his parents ran a dry house, which she knew was a reason that was trailing in a very distant second place. "Iced tea would be great. Wouldn't it, Sofia? I'm Kimberly, Kimberly Rogers, but no one calls me that. Kimmie. And this is my cousin, Sofia."

Kimmie stuck her hand out, then peeked to her left to find Sofia just standing there silent and still. She didn't know whether or Jake could tell, but Kimmie could see from her angle that behind the shades, her cousin's gaze was lower than it should be when making acquaintance with your swimsuit wearing male neighbor. Kimmie elbowed Sofia, who flinched, gave her a dirty look, realized what was happening, and stuck her hand out, too. "Sofia! I'm Sofia. My name is Sofia."

The young hunk stood and took their hands one after another, saying, "Hi, I'm Jake. So, you two live next door?"

"Yeah, right up there," Kimmie said, pointing an extended finger back toward the second floor corner of #1 Bailey Ridge. She had specifically pointed to where she herself slept at night, rather than to the house in general, something she'd done unconsciously. She looked to back to the home identified as #2 Bailey Ridge and asked, "How did your parents know the owner?"

To anyone not informed of Bailey Ridge's unique social structure, Kimmie's question might have sounded like idle neighborly chit chat. Sofia, however, glanced to her cousin with a raised eyebrow, wondering whether Kimmie should be asking such questions of a young man they'd just met.

The two young cousins weren't involved in the Bailey Ridge Swingers Club. But involved or not, both Kimmie and Sofia knew what was happening in their tight knit little community. Kimmie had caught her parents doing things with their neighbors, and rather than try to deny what she'd observed, Cooper and Evelyn Rogers simply explained that that was what consenting adults who liked each other did in the privacy of their own homes.

Kimmie and Sofia would accept the swinging as a part of normal life, while also understanding that you didn't talk about it to others, which was the reason the latter was giving the former a harsh look. As Jake went off to get two glasses of iced tea from the house, the younger of the cousins growled a simple, "Don't."

"Aren't you curious about whether or not he knows?" Kimmie asked.

"Don't!" Sofia repeated, knowing this was not an area of discussion they were supposed to delve into. "His parents are obviously neighborly or the HOA wouldn't have sold them the house."

Of course, Sofia was wrong, though, neither she nor Kimmie would learn that for some time. Peeking back over her shoulder to the pool at #1 that was empty for cleaning and painting, Sofia said, "We should ask to use his pool."

Before she knew it, Sofia was over her stronger, more athletic cousin's shoulder, squealing as she realized what Kimmie was doing. She cried out, "Don't you fucking dare! Don't you fucking--"

That was all she got out as both of them hit the water in a huge splash that sounded throughout the yard. Sofia came up crying out in mock anger, clawing her long hair out of her face, while her cousin came up a moment later in a more graceful manner, laughing hysterically with her own longer hair already slicked back again her skull.

"The was a bee," Kimmie said to a rather shocked looking Jake Darrett when he came close to the pool's edge, looking down at them.

"Bull shit!" Sofia countered, laughing and slapping playfully at her cousin. She looked up to the young man. "She threw me in."

Kimmie ignored the younger Rogers, her attention on the man standing over them. Her thin, white blouse was glued to her upper body, the dark blue bra showing easily through it. She headed slowly for the steps to retrieve the drink Jake had brought out, and as she rose from the water, the now thoroughly wetted pajama bottoms clung like a second though wrinkled skin to her full buttocks, her athletic legs, and most notable her crotch which, because of the now almost see through thin white cloth, left little doubt whatsoever that she lacked a furry muff down there.

"Thanks," Kimmie said, taking the iced tea and simply staring into Jake's eyes as she took a long, slow, almost erotic sip from the straw he'd been thoughtful enough to provide with it. Behind her, Sofia was still flummoxed over what had happened and was trying desperately to untangle the sarong that was now wrapped around and clinging to her long and also athletic legs. Kimmie ignored her cousin and explained to Jake in a softer volume meant only for him, "She's just frustrated that she doesn't have a boyfriend. Do you, um ... do you have a girlfriend, Jake?"

Her lips spread in a wide smile as she reached her tongue out to guild the straw back into her lips for another long, slow draw on the drink.

 

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Jake explained that his stepdad's uncle had previously owned their house, all the while trying not to rudely stare at the two beautiful and sexy cousins. It was difficult, to say the least.

"I'll just run inside and get some glasses for the tea," Jake said.

He went inside, and his mom asked, "Visiting with the neighbors?"

"Yeah...they came over from next door."

Will joined in, talking to Lila. "They're a couple of VERY pretty girls."

Lila chucked and handed Jake two glasses from the cupboard, and joked, "Better not keep them waiting, then."

Jake rolled his eyes at the two, and then went back outside...and nearly dropped the glasses in surprise. Both Kimmie and Sofia were in the pool, Kimmie just moving closer to the edge, and explaining, "There was a bee."

"Bull shit!" Sofia exclaimed, "She threw me in!"

The two women came out of the pool, and as hard as it was to avoid staring earlier, now it was doubly so.

After coming out of the pool, Kimmie's clothes clung to her like a second skin, and the transparency of her shirt or pajama shorts was not lost on Jake's gaze.

She took the iced tea for him, thanking him and thenslowly drank from the straw, drawn attention to her full, luscious lips.

Kimmie leaned over to Jake and said softly, "She's just frustrated because she doesn't have a boyfriend. Do you, um...do you have a girlfriend, Jake?"

"Not anymore," Jake replied, after clearing his throat, "before I moved here, my girlfriend and I broke up. She wasn't into the idea of a long distance relationship. We're still friends, though."

He took a quick drink of his iced tea, and then handed the remaining glass to Sofia, who thanked him.

"Now that I'm out of school, I guess I'll have to get a job somewhere so I can save up some cash to get my own place eventually," Jake said. "My mom and stepdad would never admit it, but I think I'm kinda cramping their style. They just got married like three months ago, so are kind of in that honeymoon stage, and...well, I don't want to get in the way of that."

"Anyway, I'll probably wait a few days for job hunting, just to get settled in...so, what is there to do around here for fun?"

 

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Chrissy Brown's profile and picture


The late afternoon tour of the home at #8 Bailey Ridge Circle had been a slow, casual process that had taken almost half an hour before Chrissy Brown asked bluntly and suspiciously, "And what do I have to do to have all this?"

Victor Howard, the man who owned the beautiful 4 bedroom, 5 bath, mini-mansion on the hill called Bailey Ridge, gave Chrissy a knowing smile and casually informer her, "Anything and everything that I ask of you."

Chrissy studied her lover and sugar daddy for a long moment, desperate to know exactly what was happening inside that brain of his. Over their nearly year long sexual relationship, Victor had never failed to surprise her with new, inventive, and sometimes awkward ways of finding one's sexual satisfaction. By her current age of 20, Chrissy thought that she'd already seen and done just about everything a woman could do with her three holes. And yet, Victor Howard still came up with new ideas from time to time.

At 18 and after a life in the foster care system, Chrissy had become an exotic dancer at Sparkle, an upscale gentlemen's club almost 60 miles from here in the county after next over. She'd worked there a year before meeting Victor the first time, also about a year ago. Her petite 5'1", 32B-22-34 figure, the body of a former gymnast, drew him to her stage like a moth to a flame, and he became a regular consumer of not only her stage dancing and lap dances but soon of her skills in the bedroom as he began paying her to spend nights with him in a nice, upscale hotel.

She'd known from the very beginning of their involvement that she needed to keep this man happy, content, and stress free. Victor typically carried more cash on him than she earned in a month, and he never tired of spending fistfuls of it to ensure that Chrissy wanted for nothing. After their first fuck, Victor had asked Chrissy to be exclusively his in the bedroom. She'd reminded him of that she fucked for money, not her own pleasure, to which he'd taken out his thick wad of cash and tossed it onto her bed, promising more where that came from.

A couple of weeks later, she gave up lap dances after he leased her a hot little red convertible Mercedes. A couple of months after that, she quit Sparkle entirely and moved into an apartment that was only 10 miles from Bailey Ridge. Slowly but surely, Chrissy was becoming Victor's property, and now she was actually standing on his real property, being asked if she wanted to life here with him.

Reminding him of what he'd just said, Chrissy responded with a cautious tone, not wanting to ruin an opportunity before she actually understood it, "Anything and everything you ask of me. Sounds ... expensive."

"You'll want for nothing," he said in his direct and straight to the point way.

She looked back to him, studying him, recalling their history together and wondering whether she should delve more into the anything and everything concept farther. Chrissy didn't really see the need to do so. Victor had never hurt her physically, and while some of the sexual things he'd asked her to do had made her uncomfortable, he'd shown her a due amount of respect for the most part, considering she was just one rung higher on the sex ladder from a whore.

"What will you say to the neighbors when they see me and want to know who the young, sexy, one-third-your-age woman sunbathing nude on your deck is, Victor?" she asked, looking about this unbelievable home and recalling the additionally spectacular McMansions she'd seen as they drove in just after lunch. She looked to him with an expectant expression and asked bluntly, "Or, will you be keeping me indoors, out of sight?"

"I'll tell them you're my wife," he said without hesitation. When Chrissy's eyes opened wide and she barely got out an almost inaudible What?, Victor pulled a diamond ring from his suit pocket and held it out before him. "You'll wear this when we are outside of the house, and we will tell anyone who asks that we got married in Anguilla our last trip there."

Chrissy laughed. She honestly thought the man was joking. Her head tilted and she pointed out, "We've never been to Anguilla, Victor. Fuckin' hell, I don't even know where--"

"I have plane tickets for tomorrow," he cut in. When Chrissy went silent, beginning to realize that he was serious, Victor continued, "We'll fly down, spend some time on the beach, do some fishing. I'll do some fishing. You can go shopping for clothes and jewelry and whatever. We'll come back, let everyone see you moving in, and from that point on--"

Chrissy hadn't failed to notice that he skipped a step, and this time it was she cutting in with, "But we won't actually get married."

Victor chuckled softly, responding casually, "No, don't be silly."

She stared at him a long moment, unsure of whether or not she should be offended or hurt. Chrissy turned away from him and began a slow walk around the edge of the magnificent pool. It wasn't a lap pool like you found at some of the other Bailey Ridge homes but instead had an almost natural, curvy pond like shape to it with lots of tall trees and shrubs that gave it a peaceful, serene feel yet also simultaneously made it necessary to have not one, not two, but three edge mounted leave and natural debris skimmers.

"And if I don't like it here, Victor?" she asked, looking back to him as she stepped out of a casual opened toed shoe and dipped her toes into the water. "If I don't like being your wife?"

"I'll pay a years lease on an apartment," he began, obviously having contemplated her rejection before hand. "Ten grand in a savings account, and I'll pay off the Mercedes' lease."

The two of them stared at one another for a moment: Chrissy was doing the calculations, wondering whether it wasn't in her best interest to simply say now I'm out, gimme the money. Victor had obviously expected her to contemplate an exit, because he added as simply as always, "We'll be done."

Again, Chrissy turned away. She walked the edge of the pool, following it's almost shamrock like shape. At the far end of it, she stopped to look over the water at the man who, as always, was impeccably dressed in a three piece suit, despite it being noon on a non-work day. Chrissy reached to her waist and whipped her tight fitting blouse up over and away from her head. She struggled to get the narrow sleeves past her multiple bracelets, tossed the top onto the deck, then unbuckled, unbuttoned, unzipped, and shed her tiny, ragged cutoff shorts and the tiny thong that had been beneath them. The bra was popped loose, and Chrissy stood naked for Victor's viewing pleasure.

When naked, Chrissy Brown was best described as simply amazing. Her petite body was still as tight as it had been when she'd been a teen gymnast, and her B-cup breasts showed virtually now sag whatsoever and often required her telling inquiring minds, No, they're real, and no, you can't touch them ... unless you want to pay for the privilege.

"Which bedroom is ours?" she asked Victor as she looked past him to the house. She smiled, and before she dove in to swim the length of the pool to his end, where she would undress him and do interesting things to his cock, Chrissy playfully mocked the fake marriage to be, "Yes, Victor, I will marry you."

 

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George Peterson

George Peterson got dressed, as his wife went into the bathroom to take her turn to shower. The morning sex with his wife had been wonderful, as always...but the sex had never been the issue between George and Katie Peterson. They were great at that part of their relationship.

No, the problem was that, lately it had only been about the sex between the two of them. The closeness they'd once shared was no longer present, and for awhile now, he'd felt he and Katie had been drifting apart emotionally. It felt like the love they'd once shared had been slowly fading away. It wasn't that there wasn't any love between them...it was that they didn't feel in love anymore. In a way, that made it hurt all the worse.

George was not oblivious to what was going on. He knew that Katie had feelings for their neighbor Victor...in this type of lifestyle, it was always a danger that something like this could happen. He just never thought that it would happen to them.

He probably had not handled things the best, but he could not bring himself to give permission for Katie to have a sexual relationship with Victor, while he sat at home alone. He was no cuckold. So, he'd told Victor, that if he wanted to have sex with his wife, that he would need to find someone for him to be with. It was maybe a bit manipulative, but he didn't regret it.

He didn't forsee that happening...Victor finding someone for him to fuck. He very much doubted Victor would remarry after his first wife's death, especially since Victor was carrying a torch for Katie. So, George felt safe that could try to hold onto his marriage a bit longer, and perhaps try to repair what wasn't working. If it could be repaired. It wasn't optimal, but it was all he could think of to do.

 

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Kimmie and Sophia Rogers, with Jake Darrett (and Lila)

Moments earlier:

Lila watched her son out back chatting with the two very sexy young women on the patio. She knew Jake was sad and lonely about having had to split up with his first ever girlfriend, and she wanted him to find another good girl with whom he might find happiness, maybe even love.

Those two didn't fit her definition of good girls, though. The clothes there were not appropriate for out of doors wear, and they didn't come close to what she'd expect for coming next door to roll out the welcome carpet. They were barely dressed, in Lila's opinion, and she swore that even from this distance she could make out the one girl's nipples and the others rolling folds at the meeting of her thighs. This was not what Lila wanted for her son.

"Do they look like trouble to you, honey?" she asked casually, still eying the pair as Jake headed for the house. "I mean, on first impression, are either of them the type of girl I want hanging with my son, let alone dating him?"

Will looked out at the girls, made an assessment, and laughed. "In Bailey Ridge, really? This place is so staid, I doubt the residents know what trouble is."

Oh, how wrong he was.

Jake came in for the drink and departed, and suddenly, just during an instant that she was looking away, Lila heard a splash. She looked out to find the two girls in the pool. She immediately feared an accident had happened and was about to rush out, but Will laughed, told her the one girl had thrown the other in, and then altered his answer, saying, "You could be right about them."

"Should I be worried about Jake with them?"

"Oh, fuck, yeah," he said under his breath, saying louder to his wife, "Leave him alone. He'll be fine."



Now:

"Not anymore," Jake answered about having or not having a girl friend and speaking about why the answer was negative.

"Her loss," Kimmie said, complimenting Jake in a round about way.

He spoke about looking for a job and a place of his own. "My mom and stepdad would never admit it, but I think I'm kinda cramping their style."

She didn't mean to do so, but Sofia giggled, short and sharp, before turning her head away to hide the expression on her face. Kimmie slapped her on the bared portion of her nearest ass cheek, chastising her before telling Jake simply, "Ignore her."

"They just got married like three months ago, so are kind of in that honeymoon stage, and...well, I don't want to get in the way of that."

Oh, you'll be getting in the way of a lot more than that, Jakey-boy, Kimmie thought without expressing the thought in words. She couldn't help but wonder about his parents, about how they'd become members of the Bailey Ridge Swingers Club so quickly after marrying. Oh, it wasn't unheard of, really. The community included all sorts of relationships: decade old marriages, new marriages, cohabitation, and even one now 16 year old Love Triangle between a man, his ex-wife, and his second wife.

He continued, then asked, "...so, what is there to do around here for fun?"

Again Sofia giggled, with Kimmie pushing her so hard she almost fell into the nearby pool again. She repeated her instructions to ignore the taller but thinner girl, then told him, "Why don't you come over tonight and find out."

"Kimmie?" Sofia asked with an obvious tone of concern. Tonight they had a pre-arranged performance for a regular customer of their online sex show. She said softly, "We have that thing tonight."

"Jake wants to know what fun there is to be had in Bailey Ridge," Kimmie told her cousin, giving her a tilted head glare. "I think we should be ... neighborly."

Sofia's eyes widened in shock at her cousin's use of that word. She couldn't possibly mean it, as they themselves knew of the swinging scene in their community but were not part of it and Jake didn't have a partner who could partake. Wait, did he need one? Other singles slept around with other singles and couples, why couldn't he?

But really, that wasn't the point. The two girls had only just met Jake and they didn't know anything about him or his knowledge of the Club. But before she could say anymore, Kimmie was handing her glass back to Jake, taking Sofia's to do the same, and telling him, "Come over at seven. Dress comfortably, 'cause we'll just be sitting around hanging out."

And taking her confused cousin by the hand, Kimmie led Sofia away, looking back to ensure that the young man was checking out their shapely, almost naked asses.

 

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Jake watched the two sexy cousins leave their backyard through the gap in the hedges, and he couldn't help but stare at their asses as they left. He felt himself getting semi-hard just looking at them.

Kimmie had definitely been blatantly flirting with him, which was something he wasn't used to. Of course, most girls he'd known previously didn't have the confidence that Kimmie seemed to.

Sofia seemed the more introverted of the two girls, and hadn't flirted really, but he did catch her looking at his body appraisingly a couple times, when she though he wasn't looking.

"Maybe it won't be so bad living here," Jake thought to himself, smiling.

He went inside, and Will and his mom were still in the kitchen, unpacking

"So, just to let you know," Jake told them, "the neighbors invited me over to hang out at seven o'clock, so I will be over there for awhile this evening."

"Good deal," Will replied, grinning, " it'll give your mom and I some alone time...to work on the bedroom." He winked at Lila, and she laughed.

"Um...yeah. Whatever. I don't even wanna know. Keep that image out of my head," he told them, rolling his eyes at their flirting.

"Are you sure you want to hang out with those girls, Jake?" Lila asked, concerned, " I mean, they were dressed kind of...well...slutty."

"Geez, mom!" Jake exclaimed, "It's not like they're gonna try to molest me or something when I get over there! I just met them, so it isn't like they wanna jump my bones. We'll probably just end up hanging out, watching movies or playing cards or something."

"Just leave him be, Lila," Will agreed, "He's eighteen years old. A legal adult. He can decide who he wants to spend time with."

"Fine...you're right," Lila relented. "Maybe I'm being overly judgmental. Girls do dress more..umm...sexily nowadays than when they did when we were young."

"Okay, so that's settled...and you two get your date night. It's a win-win for everyone." Jake headed upstairs, calling out, "I'm gonna take a quick shower."

Will chuckled and jokingly said to Lila, "Kid's probably gonna go spank the monkey after looking at those girls, and hoping they molest him."

Lila slapped him on the shoulder, and said, "Hush, you perv!" but in a moment, she joined him in his laughter.

 

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Katie Peterson, with Chrissy Brown "Howard"

Katherine "Katie" Peterson's profile and picture

(Note: I'm playing with the time line a bit. The earlier post from Chrissy, where she is shown Victor's house, should be understood to have occurred a week ago.)

Katherine Peterson emerged from the shower to look at herself in the mirror with conflicting thoughts. The first, after she'd turned this way and that to review her still shapely, still beautiful 43 year old body was God! I still look good! The second that followed quickly behind it was What's it matter?

The man for whom "Katie" maintained her shape was no longer in her life and hadn't been for almost 2 years. And not just in her bed; not in her life at all. Obviously, that man wasn't her husband. She'd just had George between her thighs for a round of very satisfying morning sex. But it wasn't George for whom Katie so meticulously watched her diet, exercised every day, and applied cleansers, moisturizers, and replenishing agents to nearly her entire body day after day to keep herself looking delicious, in the hope that one day a miracle would happen and she would once again find herself in the arms and maybe even bed of that elusive man.

That man was Victor Howard, the second only man for whom Katie had ever fallen in love and with whom she hadn't been allowed to spend intimate time, in or out of bed, for almost two years.

Katie had met her future husband, George Peterson, while they were both 22 year old juniors at University. They'd fallen into bed almost immediately, and then they'd fallen in love shortly afterward. And they'd discovered something very interesting and very fortunate about each other in those early days, that despite being in love and wanting to be in each other's lives for eternity, they each also wanted to have others in the beds and lives.

Katie would never have imagined herself as a swinger. But neither she nor George would ever have imagined cheating by sneaking around beyond the bounds of their marriage, so it turned out to be a perfect situation. They very opening began meeting with other couples, enjoying their nights of bliss in different locations, in different beds of the same location, or sometimes in the same bed as small group sex.

Along the way they'd met a couple who were part of an exclusive swingers club. They went to several IOPs (Invite Only Parties) at which Katie and George had thoroughly impressed the members. These members were also the Officers of a particular Home Owners Association, and once Katie and George had made the rounds -- spend time naked with each of the HOA's couples -- they had been invited to purchase a recently made available home in the Bailey Ridge community.

For more than a decade, Katie and her husband had had an incredible sex life, with each other and with others. Life was good, and despite spending as much time in bed with others as they did with each other, they were still as deeply in love with one another as they had been when George had proposed marriage to Katie.

And then the Howards moved into Bailey Ridge.

Sex with Victor Howard was great, and Katie was very happy to have a new face and new cock in the Club. George it turned out was just as happy putting his cock into the various holes of Victor's wife, Mila, as well. In no times at all, the Petersons and Howards had become regulars at each other's homes and regulars in each other's beds.

But Katie's feelings for Victor very quickly went much farther than just a yearning for the next time he was available to drive her to the heights of ecstasy. Of all the men in Bailey Ridge who'd spent time naked with her, Victor was the first to actually show her love, rather than simply make love to her.

Soon, they were in love, and over the next three years the Petersons and Howards were swinging almost exclusively with one another, with the exception of the the once a month special events, which was simply another word for orgy.

And then tragedy struck. While fishing off the coast of California, Mila Howard drowned in a boating accident. Victor was, of course, devastated, as was the entire Bailey Ridge community. After a proper mourning period, Katie had thought that she and Victor would return to their lust and love affair.

But the guidelines of the Bailey Ridge Swingers Club discouraged such relationships. The Club was about swapping spouses, and without a spouse to swap, Victor Howard faded from the scene and from Katie's life. The pair had ceased everything: no more sex, no more intimacy in any form, no more quiet dinners alone or with George either

Two years coming up this December. Two years without the man Katie reluctantly believed she loved even more than her husband of 20 years. It was tearing apart, knowing that George had been and always would be there for her. She sensed that he knew the issue. They'd never talked about it, but Katie just knew her husband was aware that she was in love with another man. A ghost. And yet life went on. And a good life it was. If only Katie could find a way to escape her feelings for Victor Howard...

That day wasn't going to be this day.

The security alarm panel on the wall of the bedroom emitted a soft tone, indicating that someone had rung the doorbell. She donned her robe and went to the bedroom window to look down upon the front of the property. There was no car, so it was likely one of the Bailey Ridge residents.

Katie called out for George but got no reply. Had he left for the office without saying goodbye? Unlikely. He was probably out back of the house for some reason or another. Katie descended to the foyer, pulling back her still wet hair as she padded bare foot across carpet, then tile. Without looking out the window or checking the monitor of the security pad down here, the simply pulled open the door, a smile on her face as she prepared to greet--

"Fuck," Katie murmured without even realizing she'd spoken aloud. A chill ran painfully up her spine, and although she didn't see it herself, the blood rushed out of her face and left her looking like she'd seen a ghost or was one herself. After a moment, she said with obvious shock, "Victor."

"It's been a long time, Katherine," he said, greeting her more formally. He gestured to the woman standing beside him, holding his hand, and said, "I thought I would stop by and introduce the two of you. Katie, this is Christina Brown. Christina, this is Katherine Howard."

The young, sexy, dark skinned beauty was wearing a pink dress with a plunging neckline that clung tightly to and generously showed off her uplifted B-cup bosom. The hem failed to reach midthigh, and with the three inch heels, her athletic legs and tight, round buttocks where deliciously presented.

Katie couldn't help but look the girl up and down for a long moment before finally reaching a hand out and correcting, "Katie. You can call me Katie, not Katherine."

The other woman smiled broadly, took the offered hand, and did a little correcting herself, responding, "And everyone calls me Chrissy. Chrissy Brown-Howard."

When the woman at Victor's side added his name to the end of hers, Katie's mouth literally fell open. She looked to the man with whom she'd spent half a decade developing an even greater love than she'd had with her own husband, and once the cells in her brain had all ceased fighting with one another about how to properly respond, she simply and calmly asked, "You got married?"

And that was when George stepped up behind her.

 

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The Conroys (Lila and Will) and the Olsons (Hanna and Carlton)

"So, just to let you know," Jake told his mother and step father, "the neighbors invited me over to hang out at seven o'clock, so I will be over there for awhile this evening."

They spoke about Jake hanging out with the sluts and about his parents christening their new bedroom, and then the happy newlyweds were alone again.

But not for long.

The doorbell rang, and when Lila opened the door, she found herself face to face with the most stunning woman and her apparent significant other. The woman on the step extended a hand, greeting, "Hello, I'm Hanna Olson. This is my husband Carlton. We wanted to be the first to welcome you to Bailey Ridge."

Lila shook their hands and accepted both the bottle of wine and small basket of cheeses, meats, crackers, and more that the pair carried. "Please, please, come in."

The three stepped into the maze of boxes and unpacked but yet to be put away possessions. Lila apologized for the mess, Hanna told her not to be silly, and the three of them headed into the house where the fourth adult was working diligently.

"This is my husband, Will," Lila said as the couple repeated their names and once again shook hands. "Let's go out back to the patio."

The four ended up seated around the glass topped table on the deck near the pool. They talked about the neighborhood, about the town, about each couples histories. Lila explained about she and Will being newlyweds, while Hanna told the other couple that she and Carlton had married the first weekend out of high school, just a bit more than eight years ago.

"High School sweethearts," Hanna told the pair, reaching out to her husband to take and squeeze his hand. I knew from the moment I met him that we'd be together all all lives and that there would be another man for me."

That, of course, was quite a statement, seeing how Hanna was the most prolific female member of the Bailey Ridge Swingers club. Over a typical month, she had 8 or 9 of the 11 cocks in the Club that weren't part of her husband's incredible physique emptying their load into one or more of her three holes. Hanna loved the lifestyle, and built the remainder of her life around it.

That, of course, was the reason for her concern about this new couple for whom she had no information. The Conroy's hadn't gone through the approval process by the Home Owners Association, which meant that they hadn't participated in any of the IOPs. Typically, every couple still active in the Club had the opportunity for at least one IOP with a perspective home owning couple, and yet the Conroy's hadn't participated in a single Invite Only Party.

Do they even know what Bailey Ridge is about? Hanna found herself asking once again. The four of them continued chatting about this, that, and the other thing until the bottle of wine was gone and most of the treats had been eaten.

"We want to have you over for dinner, say tomorrow night?" Hanna offered. "Casual dress, nothing fancy. Your boy, he's 18 you said? He's welcome to join if--"

Lila cut Hanna off with a laugh. "Not gonna happen."

When Hanna gave the other woman a curious look, Lila explained, "Jake discovered a gold mine of beautiful young women next door this morning. I don't anticipate seeing much of him anymore. It's a shame, too. I enjoyed having a son."

The four laughed, and Hanna explained more about who and what the girls were. "You have no reason to fear that you might lose Jake into a black hole of wanton debauchery. They're good girls, or so their parents tell us."

Hanna, as well as most of Bailey Ridge's residents, more often than not referred to Cooper and Evelyn Rogers as both their daughter's parents and their niece's as well. Very few people in the community had ever met Sofia's truck driving father, and those who had had likely already forgotten he existed and Sofie didn't talk about him much except within the walls of the home in which she'd lived for the past 12 years.

And while Hanna believed what Cooper and Evelyn had to say about their daughters, she didn't know about the girls' online sex play activities.
The models, as they called themselves, had spent the last couple of hours in their home's basement -- the location of their studio -- discussing how to incorporate the handsome, hunky young man into their online money making fun.

The poor boy was doomed.

 

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George was out on the back deck, sitting on one of the deck chairs with his laptop. He had decided to work from home today, since the workload was light, and then maybe see if Katie would like to go out to lunch somewhere. He was just finishing up, when he heard the doorbell ring.

Closing his laptop, he got up and went inside to answer the door, but saw Katie had already answered it. He came up behind her to see who it was, and stopped dead in his tracks. Victor stood at the door with a young and slender, ebony skinned beauty in a pink dress and heels, that he didn't recognize.

George felt a sharp pang of jealousy when looking at Victor...his former friend and now his rival for his wife's affections.

Even George had to admit, Victor was a guy that would turn a lady's head. Victor was handsome, and dressed impeccably in his typical three piece suit, stylish as always. George was a pleasant looking man, but he was not classically handsome like Victor was, and liked to dress a bit more casually.

Ever since he'd known Victor, he'd always had this animal magnetism, and was suave and debonair, always knowing the perfect thing to say...whereas George had always been more down-to-earth and genuine.

It was hard not to compare himself to Victor, and end up feeling like he was lacking, especially since his wife seemed to have stronger feelings for their neighbor than she did for him. Still, when joining into this lifestyle, he'd known the risks.

George now stood behind his wife, as Katie exclaimed, "You got married?

It was then that George saw the wedding ring on the younger women's finger as she shook Katie's hand. George found himself wondering what the implications of all this were. Had Victor truly found someone to love again,? George doubted this.

Had he gotten married just so he could be with Katie again? That seemed more likely, but...would he go to that length and risk a divorce later on that would take half his livelihood? It seemed like overkill. At any rate, here he was, standing in front of he and Katie.

"Hello, Victor...come on in," George said, motioning for him to enter, " and Chrissy, you said your name was? It's a pleasure to meet you." He shook the younger women's hand and smiled at her.

"Honey, would you please get something to drink for our guests? We'll go out on the back desk. It's such a nice day, we may as well enjoy it...and we can catch up. It's been awhile."

He lead Victor and his new wife to the back deck, motioning for the two to sit, and then sitting himself. "So, Victor....married? Wow, I didn't even realize you'd even been dating. Guess it shows how long it's been since we talked. How'd you two lovebirds meet?"

 

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Kimmie, Sophia, and Evelyn Rogers, with Jake Darrett

Their combined profile

At the knock upon the door at #1 Bailey Ridge Circle, Kimmie -- who had already seen the visitor coming and was ready -- reached out and grasped the guest's hand, pulled him roughly and quickly inside, slammed the door closed behind him, and pressed him firmly against the wall next to the jamb.

Then, with her own front side against his, her full and boosted breasts squishing again his muscular chest, Kimmie leaned to her right and pulled the drapes open to peer out up the neighborhood with a panicked look before looking up into the confused fact of Jake Darrett and proclaiming, "You made it safely! You have to be more careful who sees you on our doorstep! Jake! Jake! You have no idea of the danger!"

A moment later laughter erupted from the lower steps of the nearby staircase, and Kimmie's lips spread in a wide smile before she backed away. The younger cousin told her elder one with glee, "My God, the look on his face, Kimmie. That was a good one."

Another woman appeared a moment later, this one walking in from the kitchen door, chastising the two girls, "Leave the poor boy alone, you two!"

She walked up to Jake -- as Kimmie ran to join her cousin on the steps -- and stuck her hand out to the young man. "You must be Jake Darrett. I met your parent a couple of hours ago. Nice people. I'm Evelyn Rogers, the female half of the zookeeper team at Number One Bailey Ridge Road."

The girls on the steps made some comical zoo animal noises and gestures then giggled amongst themselves. Evelyn shushed them, apologized for them once again, then looked back to Jake. He was looking downward at her bosom or perhaps her costume, she wasn't sure. She laughed, explaining, "You'll have to excuse the school girl outfit. I am a member of a local drama club, and we're performing a production that is a mockumentary of past teen-central television series from the 80s and beyond."

On the steps, the girls once again giggled, as they knew what the truth behind the school girl costume actually was. Evelyn and Kimmie's father, Cooper, were on their way over to one of the other homes for a little role play fun. The characters included a strict and domineering school marm who liked to spank naughty students' bared bottoms; a first year male math teacher who was about to learn he was substituting for the biology teacher and that the lesson for the day was Sex Education 101; and a pair of virginal teenage students who were about to find out that the overhead projector wasn't working, therefore they would have to provide the visual aids to the rest of the class; and four other students who lived at the other end of Circle Park who would then have to show they'd been paying attention to the lessons by ... well, that was pretty obvious.

Kimmie leaped up from the steps even as her mother was finishing her untruthful explanation and latched onto Jake once again. As she pulled him away she said playfully, "Ignore the parental unit, she's nuts."

She pointed to a man coming down the stairs in a forty year out of style three piece suit, explained that that was the male half of the parental unit pair, and continued moving him quickly through a door and down a set of stairs into the basement. It wasn't your typical dark, damp, and dreary space as you wouldn't see anything like that on Bailey Ridge. In fact, it almost looked like it could be one of the girl's bedrooms at first.

But at the bottom, as Kimmie let go and headed off toward a closed door, Jake would be able to look around himself and find what almost looked like a kitchen ... and what almost looked like a school room ... and what almost looked like a typical corporate office setting ... and finally what most definitely looked like an S&M dungeon.

"Like it?" Sofia asked almost timidly as she passed by Jake and gave him a shy smile. She looked around herself as she was backing away from Jake, then looked back to him, giggling as she said, "This is where we work. This is our job."

She reached to the doors of a free standing wardrobe and opened them wide. Inside hung dozens of mostly scanty and erotic costumes, and on the insides of the doors themselves were stockings, garter belts, boas, all sort of accessories, and eight small wire baskets filled all sorts of panties, bras, and other sexy and again scanty items that when worn did very little to hide the womanly features within them.

"You can sit over there," Kimmie's voice sounded as she exited the room into which she'd entered while Jake looked around. She was dressed in nothing but a tiny thong that was made of transparent plastic that, if he hadn't already figured it out, left no doubt at all that she was smooth as a baby's butt beneath it. Her bountiful and gravity defying C-cups bounce lightly with her steps as she moved to the bedroom setting and began adjusting a digital video camera on a tripod. She pointed again to a chair that was against the same wall as the tripod, repeating, "You can sit there if you want to watch. You just have to silent. We wouldn't want anyone to know there was a guy in the room."

Sofia took Jake's hand and urged him toward the chair, telling him, "It's okay. We want you to be here."

Kimmie was donning clothes now, and once she was appropriately dressed for having the neighbor boy over, she sat in the middle of the bed with her knees wide and her buttocks between her ankles and pointed a remote toward the camera. Looking to Jake she said with a suggestive tone, "Lights, camera, action."

Then a moment later, looking at the camera, Kimmie smiled wide, struck a playful but sexy pose, and said, "Well hello there all my faithful friends and fans, it's time for another round of What WON'T she do tonight?"

Kimmie looked upward toward a monitor barely above the camera, read a message and laughed as she began her show. Sofia, who was standing next to Jake leaned over and whispered close to his ear, "We bought a software program that prevents Americans from subscribing to our show. Kimmie didn't think it would be a lot of fun walking through town having perverts hollering out Hey, that's the girl who masturbates online."

She giggled softly, obviously not ashamed of what she'd said or of what her cousin was going on the bed, which at this moment was caressing a hand over the plastic sheet covering her all to obvious pussy while the other operated the camera to cause it to zoom in on said action.

 

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Victor, Chrissy, George, and Katie

Victor had known that George would be home as he'd been watching the Peterson's home from his own for the past two hours as Chrissy prepared for their little unannounced visit. Still, when the man stepped into his view, his stomach rolled anxiously. Victor had invested a great deal of time, money, and effort into his plan, and all it took to destroy it all was for his (former?) friend from across the circle to simply and firmly say No thanks.

"Hello, Victor...come on in," George said. " and Chrissy, you said your name was? It's a pleasure to meet you."

They all shook hands and headed for the back yard. George pointed out the obvious, "So, Victor....married? Wow, I didn't even realize you'd even been dating. Guess it shows how long it's been since we talked.

Victor could have said something along the lines of Well, I stopped coming over to visit because you wouldn't let me fuck your wife anymore. But the troubles in their friendships and relationships went farther than that, and the hardest part of not seeing Katie wasn't about sex but about love. And besides, George hadn't specifically kept Victor from being with Katie. The two lovers could have carried on a secret affair, either here in their homes on the ridge or elsewhere in some hotel or motel. They just didn't. They were both so dedicated to the lifestyle, and infidelity just wasn't there way.

"How'd you two lovebirds meet?"

"Dancing," Chrissy said before Victor could even remember the story they'd come up with. She clarified quickly, "I was dancing anyway. I used to be an exotic dancer at Sparkle, in Capital City."

Victor looked to George, and a guilty smile spread his lips. "Yeah, yeah, I know, I married a stripper. Mid-life crisis and all that."

Chrissy slapped Victor's arm, saying, "It wasn't a crisis. It was love at first lap dance."

She laughed, looking to Katie and seeing a polite but empty smiling expression on the face of the obviously nervous, somewhat terrified, and extremely confused former lover of her now-pretend-husband. "Just to set the record straight, Victor and I didn't become lovers for, what was it honey, three months after we first met?"

"Four," Victor corrected, lying as much as Chrissy was.

"It was important to us that Victor fall for me for other reasons than my body," she said in a very serious tone that just didn't seem to properly fit the topic or the company, "and that I fall for him for other reasons than his money."

Chrissy let out a laugh, then thrusted out her hand with the beautiful 3 carat diamond on it, saying, "But hell, if you're gonna fall in love and get married, marry a guy with cash, right, Katie?"

The two of them laughed, and Katie feigned enjoyment as well. But Chrissy continued, "Seriously, though, I've known a lot of men in my life, and by known I mean Biblically and not both. And I've never been swept off my feet like I was with this man."

She reached over and clutched her faux-hubby's hand, then looked to the other female and asked almost in whisper, "Katie, would I be putting you out to ask you to show me to your bathroom. Girl troubles, you know?"

The hostess hopped up immediately, of course, but she gave Victor a firm look of What the fuck? before she led Chrissy away. There was a moment of silence between the two men as the girls left before Victor decided to get right to the point.

"Chrissy and I have been attending some two couple Invite Only Parties over the last couple of months in an effort to ... introduce her to the others. As is policy, those IOPs were kept confidential between those attending, so I'm presuming you weren't aware and aren't simply feigning ignorance in regards to my nuptials."

George confirmed that he hadn't heard of Victor's marriage or of the swaps. Victor went on with a serious and tentative tone, fearful of moving too quickly and destroying a year's worth of careful preparation, "Chrissy and I were wondering whether you would like to come to dinner at our home sometime this week. And, if you enjoyed yourself ... and enjoyed the company..."

Victor meant, of course, the ever delightful and obviously sensual Chrissy Brown, former stripper. He added, "...and if you thought you wanted to stay for the evening..."

He left it off there...

 

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Jake had been in a state of confusion, ever since entering the house...first with Kimmie messing with him, and then with their knockout of a mom introducing herself while wearing a sexy schoolgirl outfit. He tried hard..and failed...not to stare at Kimmie's mom's tits as she said something about a school musical that he barely even heard.

"She's not wearing a bra," he thought to himself, stunned. He could see nipples through the shirt.

Kimmie's dad came down the steps, but Kimmie basically dragged Jake past him without much of an introduction, before taking him downstairs to the basement.

Once going down to the basement, Kimmie went into another room, and Jake looked around the basement, trying figure out what to make of it. It almost looked like there were a bunch of mini movie sets throughout the basement...a bedroom,a kitchen, a school room, an office, a....dungeon? What was this?

"Like it?" Sofia asked him, smiling as she walked past him, "This is where we work. This is our job."

Sofia then showed him an array of costumes, most of them quite revealing...the majority would barely cover anything. Jake was trying to wrap his head around that, when suddenly he heard Kimmie say, "You can sit over there." He turned to look to see where she wanted him to sit...and his jaw dropped in shock.

"Holy shit! She's naked!" Jake thought to himself, stunned yet again. Her breasts were amazing, swaying back at forth as she walked. After staring, for a few moments, he saw he was mistaken about her being totally nude...she was wearing a transparent plastic thong, that hid nothing. Her bald pussy was clearly visible. Jake felt his cock begin to harden at the sight.

As she walked to the bedroom set, Kimmie told him again where to sit, and that he had to be quiet, while adjusting a video camera.

Sofia took his hand and led him to the chair, and said, "It's okay! We want you to be here."

He sat down, still unbelieving this was happening, as Kimmie threw on some clothes, smiled at the camera, and started talking to the camera.

Sofia whispered in his ear something about software, but the only thing his mind registered was when Sofia said the words "girl who masturbates online."

"Holy fuck," he thought, both in shock as well as growing arousal, "I'm about to watch a live sex show!"

By the time this realization finally hit him, his cock was hard as a railroad spike, and very uncomfortable in the bluejeans he'd chosen to wear. He adjusted himself a bit, and heard Sofia giggle.

He looked at Sofia, the only thing he could think to ask in a whispered voice was, "Do your parents know about this?"

 

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Sofia was standing right over Jake and watching her cousin when the guy tried to inconspicuously shift his erection to a more comfortable position. She couldn't help but giggle, which drew his attention. She looked away, pretending she hadn't been watching him.

He asked in a soft, shocked whisper, "Do your parents know about this?"

Sofia raised a fingertip to her lips to silence him, then nodded confirmation. She leaned close to him again, putting her own beautiful though one cup smaller cleavage right in his line of sight and whispered close to his ear, "Mom ... that's Kimmie's mom, but I call her that that, too ... she helped us design the show, and dad ... again, Kimmie's ... he's an internet software designer, so he knew the right people to set up the site, the server, the, whaddaya call'em ... firewalls?"

She stood tall again to look back to her cousin. Kimmie was once again talking to the camera, a tiny inconspicuous headset with an equally tiny mike the width of a tatting needle pressed against her cheek. The sound quality the device offered made the viewer feel just than much closer to the woman undressing on their computer screen.

Kimmie had removed the big feather boa that had been hiding much of her body and was now slowly unbuttoning the thin, white cotton blouse beneath which was a dark colored bra like the only Jake had seen her in early in the day. She was caressing her hands over her breasts and in between her legs.

"I'm looking at the numbers, and we're getting close," she cooed to the viewers. There were two numbers on the monitor at which Kimmie occasionally peeked, one the timer that was slowly counting down, the other the number of viewers tune in to the show. She purred sexily, "We have a lot of viewers tonight, thank you very much for stopping by to say hello, but what I'd really like you to say to me is that you want me to take some of these uncomfortable clothes off."

Sofia leaned into Jake again, explaining as he stared at her tits, "The show is presented in acts, like a play. Anyone can tune into the first act for free. It lasts 2 minutes, then a pop up fills the screen, kinda like the curtain coming down on the stage. They can still see Kimmie's face and knees when she's sitting like that but they can't see her tits or, well, you know."

She turned her face to look at her cousin while she continued whispering, "If you want to see more, the popup gives payment options. You can pay to see her take off her top or pay more to see her fully naked or pay for the full show, which is watching her masturbate. The Gold Package, you'll see her go all the way to orgasm, which she guarantees and never fakes or your money back."

Sofia looked to Jake for his reaction to what she'd said so far, smiled, and finished, "Of course, the best way to really enjoy the show is to be a subscriber. Last count, Kimmie had 2,200 of them. And then they're are the private shows where the client can masturbate on his own camera as Kimmie does, too, and they talk together, strictly one on one. She does 10 or 20 of those a month."

Looking back to Kimmie, then to Jake, she whispered, "You're the first person to ever get an entirely free show. Enjoy it."

 

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Once Jake got over the shock of learning that Kimmie's and Sofia's parents had helped set up the sex site for their children, Jake listened to Sofia go over their business operation.

With as many subscribers as they had, and depending how much a monthly subscription cost, they had to be making at least a few hundred thousand dollars a year...probably more, if you factored in those who paid without the full subscription. And those numbers would only grow. Crazy to think about.

However, Jake couldn't fully concentrate on what Sofia was saying, distracted as he was by watching Kimmie rubbing her pussy, and talking dirty to whoever she was currently on her mic with. If this kept up, he was going to end up blowing a load in his pants...which would be extremely embarrassing. Already his cock was acting like a caged animal, wanting to burst out of his pants.

"You're the first person to get an entirely free show," Sofia told him, "Enjoy it."

What did she mean by 'enjoy it' exactly? Most of the guys watching Kimmie were probably jerking off. Was she hinting he should do the same? If it were Kimmie she'd probably be more direct, but with Sofia...well, it was hard to tell.

The problem was that he was enjoying it...probably too much. His eighteen year old's libido was going into overdrive. He needed a distraction...well, what he really needed was a release...but there was nothing but Kimmie squirming and moaning on the bed.

Sofia had been near him, talking into his ear quietly. It was then, that he turned his head abruptly and kissed her. He felt her tense at first, in surprise...and then she returned the kiss...

 

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There was a moment of silence between the two men as the girls left before Victor decided to get right to the point.

"Chrissy and I have been attending some two couple Invite Only Parties over the last couple of months in an effort to ... introduce her to the others. As is policy, those IOPs were kept confidential between those attending, so I'm presuming you weren't aware and aren't simply feigning ignorance in regards to my nuptials."

George confirmed that he hadn't heard of Victor's marriage or of the swaps. Victor went on with a serious and tentative tone, fearful of moving too quickly and destroying a year's worth of careful preparation, "Chrissy and I were wondering whether you would like to come to dinner at our home sometime this week. And, if you enjoyed yourself ... and enjoyed the company..."

Victor meant, of course, the ever delightful and obviously sensual Chrissy Brown, former stripper. He added, "...and if you thought you wanted to stay for the evening..."

He left it off there...

George shrugged and said, "Of course, I'd have to make sure Katie was on board...but I doubt that will be a problem, will it, Victor?"

It was as close as George had ever gotten to confronting Victor about the more-than-sexual side of the relationship that Victor and Katie shared.

"And, of course, it would also depend on if Chrissy and I hit it off, and are compatible. After having you, who knows if she would want to settle for me?"

Another jab at the situation.

Victor sat silently, his face seemingly placid, as George continued, "Chrissy is quite lovely...if she is willing to go to the next level and fuck me, then I guess I have no grounds to object to you and Katie doing the same, all things being equal."

It pained him to say this, actually...but it was better than Katie sneaking away on the sly to fuck Victor, which was what George had truly feared all the long.

"I do have one concession, however. This first time, if thing go well, and we all four decide to do this, we're going to all be in the same room. That way there will be no doubts that after all is done, that everyone is satisfied with the arrangement, if we'd like to continue to make this an ongoing sexual relationship. Agreed?"

 

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Kimmie hadn't looked Jake's direction once, not wanting her viewers to think there was someone with her in the room. But out of the corner of her eye, she caught the movement he made and knew what it was. She rolled her head -- as if becoming overwhelmed by the pleasure her hand was causing, now inside the see through thong -- so that she could peek toward the two people in the room with her.

She was unsure how she felt about what she was seeing, not because she wanted Jake for herself alone but because Sofia had never gone beyond kissing and some heavy petting with a guy before, and now here she was making out with a guy she'd just met, a guy whose cock was hard as a rock and needing release.

Suddenly, Sofia pulled away and mouthed I can't. Again, Kimmie was conflicted, but when her cousin turned and headed for the stairs there was nothing more to be done except return to her show. She looked to the numbers on the screen, and although there was money to be made she decided to go a different path.

"I'm sorry boys, and maybe even girls," she said, faking a sad pouty face, "but the numbers just aren't going to get us to the next level are they?"

She pulled her hand from within her plastic panties and moved to sit on the edge of the bed. She unsnapped her brassiere to let her incredible and all natural tits out for a close show to the camera, then as she caressed and groped them said with a still friendly tone, "For those of you gawkers who didn't want to pay, all I can say is you have no idea what you're missing."

Kimmie pressed a button on the remote, and a popup filled tens of thousands of screens spread across the wired world. She stopped touching herself knowing it was no longer necessary and continued, "So, come back again soon for the free-not-free show. It'll start in--"

She looked to the time stamp on the monitor, "--71 hours, 42 minutes from now. For those of you who did pay for the next Act or for the full show, check the popup on your screen. You will be automatically upgraded to the next act beyond what you paid for, so ... you get a two-fer. My way of making up for disappointing you. Oh! And if you click the little icon that looks like a picture of my pussy ... because it is a picture of my pussy ... you'll get one free prerecorded session of your choice from my list of All Time Favorite Masturbation Session, as voted on by my viewers."

And then with a click, the monitor showed Kimmie's home page, which included a 30 second gif of her masturbating with a perfectly synced loop, surrounded by a dozen links to such things as her video diary, her library of recorded videos, and her store which featured just about everything you could possibly purchase in an adult sex toy store, with the personalized option, the advertising read, of having Kimmie stink'em up before shipping by rubbing them against my sloppy wet pussy.

No sooner did the monitor turn to the home page then Kimmie looked directly at Jake and with a tone that very much sounded like an order, she told him, "Take that bad puppy out. I wanna see what my cousin is imagining as she's fingering her pussy right now in her bedroom bathroom."

 

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No sooner did the monitor turn to the home page then Kimmie looked directly at Jake and with a tone that very much sounded like an order, she told him, "Take that bad puppy out. I wanna see what my cousin is imagining as she's fingering her pussy right now in her bedroom bathroom."

Jake groaned. There was no way he could have stood up now, even had he wanted to...he felt like his balls were going to burst.

Jake unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, lifting his hips to push his bluejeans and boxers down his hips and around his knees. His cock sprang up, almost slapping him in the belly, so engorged it was in his arousal.

Fully hard, Jake's penis was roughly in the neighborhood of between seven and eight inches in length, with decent girth. His previous girlfriend used to always tell him his cock was perfect...big enough to give thorough enjoyment without being overly big enough to hurt.

Once his erection was out, and fully revealed, Jake groaned again, looking at Kimmie's perfect tits, and it took all his willpower not to shoot right then.

 

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Victor Howard and George Peterson

"And, of course, it would also depend on if Chrissy and I hit it off, and are compatible," George responded to Victor's roundabout inquiry about whether the man wanted to begin swapping with him again.

Victor had to hide his joy by lifting his glass of wine to his lips. It was only the first step of many to once again becoming Katie's lover, but it was the first step and he'd (they'd?) made it.

"After having you, who knows if she would want to settle for me?" George continued.

George was speaking of whether or not Chrissy would even be interested in having sex him. But Victor saw the comment for what it was: a reference by George to the fact that his wife of 20 years yearned so badly to be in Victor's bed, not in hers with her own husband. Victor felt horrible about that, he really did. Most of the members of the Club understood that often love and lust couldn't always be separated by Swingers. They did their best to make it that way, though. Victor and Katie had done their best by avoiding each other for two fucking years!

"Chrissy has performed admirably during the IOPs, George," Victor spoke of the 7 parties they'd partaken of thus far. "I had planned on waiting until we had made the rounds."

By that he meant IOPs with each and every household, of course. "I ... I hadn't wanted to seem ... to seem to anxious to rekindle what Katie and I had once had, out of respect to you, George."

"Chrissy is quite lovely..." George went on, "If she is willing to go to the next level and fuck me, then I guess I have no grounds to object to you and Katie doing the same, all things being equal."

This time, Victor was incapable of hiding his joy. He smiled wider, then gave the other man a gentle nod of thanks. "I appreciate that, George. You know that--"

Victor had been about to speak about his affection and concern for Katie, intending to focus on the friendship they had that was totally acceptable to one and all, not the deep love they felt that was a threat to Katie's marriage. It likely wouldn't have been a good idea to continue, though, and thankfully George interrupted with the concessions he demanded from Victor, that their first night of Swap they do so in the same room.

Agreed?"

"Of course," Victor said before he ever really thought of the ramifications. Trying to remain calm, he added, "I believe that is a good choice, George. Agreed. Wholeheartedly."

He had no doubt whatsoever that Chrissy -- strip dancer and whore extraordinaire -- could satisfy George in the fuck of his life. But the interaction between Victor and Katie, while surely sexually satisfying to both, would be more sensual than sexual, more loving than lustful. Victor was already nervous about what George would see and take from the night, and he knew that the only way to keep this first new night from being their last new night was to make it less about love and more about sex.

In other words, Victor was going to have to simply fuck Katie, not make love to her.

 

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"Fu-u-u-ck," Kimmie said when the teen's cock flipped up out of his jeans and boxers, slapping against his belly. "Fucking Jake-n-the-box. That's what we're gonna have to call you."

She stood from the bed, took a step closer, then stopped to simply admire the young man's tool. She began putting her clothes back on slowly after asking, "You said you had a girlfriend before you moved here, so, I'm guessing you put that bad puppy inside her, yes?"

Kimmie was actually hoping Jake would say he was still a virgin, but it wouldn't really matter much for the idea that she had in her head. She listened to his answer, then told him, "I'll pay you a grand ... to masturbate on my show."

 

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"Fu-u-u-ck," Kimmie said when the teen's cock flipped up out of his jeans and boxers, slapping against his belly. "Fucking Jake-n-the-box. That's what we're gonna have to call you."

She stood from the bed, took a step closer, then stopped to simply admire the young man's tool. She began putting her clothes back on slowly after asking, "You said you had a girlfriend before you moved here, so, I'm guessing you put that bad puppy inside her, yes?"

Kimmie was actually hoping Jake would say he was still a virgin, but it wouldn't really matter much for the idea that she had in her head. She listened to his answer, then told him, "I'll pay you a grand ... to masturbate on my show."

When Kimmie asked Jake if he ever had sex with his ex-girlfriend, he replied in a strained voice," Only once...before I moved. Break-up sex..."

When she told him suddenly, that she would pay him to masturbate on camera, he thought he misheard her. "Wha...what?"

She repeated it again, in his confusion, he couldn't help but ask, "Who'd wanna watch me do that? On your show, I mean...they're used to having you. Not some random guy..."

 

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"Who'd wanna watch me do that? On your show, I mean...they're used to having you. Not some random guy..."

"Oh, Jake, Jake, Jake, you have no idea, " Kimmie said with humor in her voice. "Guys out there, they see me teasing you to a rock hard state, see your cock twitching, and they're here instead of you. They don't see you sitting on my bed, they see themselves, right here. They don't see you holding your cock. They see themselves jerking off, spewing their jizz out at the camera. Trust me. There's an audience for you."

Kimmie studied Jake's reaction to her description of something he'd probably never imagined before. Then she added, "And guys aren't my only audience either. Six percent of my subscribers identify themselves as heterosexual females. They come to my page for a variety of reasons. Some are bi-curious. Some think they'll learn from me, learn what guys like to watch. Some leave comments with questions, asking things like do I really orgasm and do I really sound like I do when I cum, 'cause they don't sound like me and they think maybe 'cause I make money at this, the way I sound when I orgasm is the way they should for their boyfriend, which is bullshit. I answer some of the questions in private, sometimes during my show if they give permission."

She was dressed now as she had been at the start of the show, and glancing to Jake's crotch she found his cock just as hard if not harder that when they began taking.

"We're done here for now, I think, Jake", Kimmie said. She gestured toward his lowered jeans and shorts and said, "You can pull those up."

She knew she was disappointing Jake by suddenly ending their fun so abruptly, but she and Sofia had agreed that he wasn't going to be getting any satisfaction from them today any way. (That was ironic, of course, because her cousin was certainly on her way toward her own self induced climax.)

"My folks are going to be out late," she said as she turned away to shut down all of the equipment. "Why don't you come over about nine. There's a meteor shower tonight. We'll watch it and have some beers. And no, my folks don't care, obviously."

She gestured about the studio as if to say if they don't care that I do porn...

Kimmie turned and gave Jake a serious look as she told him, "Listen ... I want you to know two things before you leave. First ... if you're interested ... I guarantee you're gonna get laid in the next week or so."

Kimmie gave Jake a moment to consider that promise before adding, "And second ... if you think you could keep your hands to yourself for two, let's say three days ... you know what I mean, right?"

She held her hand out, making a jerking off gesture. "If you could do that, your ejaculation would be phenomenal ... and because I could do some advertising and bring in a huge audience, I'd pay you an extra grand. $2,000 just to do what you already do every night any way, right?"

She smiled wide at her playful accusation of him being a serial masturbator.