New Horizons

[KoolAid]

Zeno's was not on the main drag, but still relatively easy to find. Located at the end of a nondescript strip mall, it appeared to occupy two, or at the most, three units.

Marie said very little during the search, but carefully scoped the area out as if trying to recognize some one or some thing. Alan checked the time.

"Its still early." He said. "Why don't we browse the mall, and get a good walk in before dinner?"

"OK. That would be fun."

Hand in hand they lapped the first floor twice, took the escalator to the second, and lapped it once. On the second pass of Victoria's Secret, he stopped, and grinned.

"I think you deserve a nice dress." Marie's face lit up.

"I make it a rule to never turn down offers like that."

They started in the lingerie section, where he would hold up a particular small piece, jokingly bob his eyebrows up and down. She would roll her eyes as if saying "Is that all you think about?", but obviously enjoying the attention and flirtation.

It was a little later that he saw the dress

"Whoa! Honey, this is definitely you." He held up a sleek black halter top dress. "It's sexy, but not too brazen. I'd love to see it on you." He nodded toward the dressing room. "Try it on...please."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Friday afternoon... 4ish..

Marie looked out the picture window in the kitchen, enjoying the scenery and the occansional jogger that would trot by. She loved her home, she and Alan had purchased it, restored it to it's Victorian luster, and though they had no children, they each loved having their various neices and nephews come over and visit. They would spend whole weekends entertaining, or at least they used to, now with work and other little things that seemed to come along, those fun moments were rare, if ever, allowed to happen.

As she sipped her coffee, she reflected on yesterday. She and Alan had enjoyed the flirty banter at Victoria Secrets, the dress he had chosen, now hung in her closet, and she couldn't wait to put it on. Marie realized that the dress was similar to what Wayne had asked for, but she didn't think Alan had thought of that when they spent the day together, she knows she hadn't. Wayne had actually not entered her mind at all. This surprised her. Normally he was on her mind often.

Marie sat her coffee cup in the sink and continued to run their day off together through her head. After they had left the mall, they headed over to a little cafe and enjoyed an expresso and a soft pretzel. They were almost like teenagers, feeding each other the pretzel, once during their mid-afternoon snack, Alan had even reached over and licked a spot of cheese sauce from the side of her lip. This led to a very long and sensous kiss there in the cafe.

The afternoon progressed into evening and eventually they had dinner at a quiet Mom & Pop type establishment. Alan had wanted to go to a really nice, expensive place, but they both decided that the day resembled something fun and carefree and neither one wanted to lose that feeling. After a greasy meal of burgers and fries, and even sharing a soda. The two headed out to the movies. Marie had allowed Alan to pick and she wasn't to disappointed that the one he chose was a Murder Mystery with only a hint of romance.

After lots of buttery popcorn and sharing of the large soda, the movie ended. Still holding hands, just like they had most of the evening, Marie and Alan left the movies, and headed back home. When they arrived, it just seemed natural and right for them to fall into each others arms. The love making was tender, slow and special. Marie had felt her body being pleasured, and it was as if once more only she and Alan were in the room.

Now, it was approaching 4:30 and Alan would be home in just a few minutes. Marie rinsed out her glass and headed into the shower. She washed and later powdered and perfumed her body. Though the last two times she and Alan had made love, and it seemed to be more special then it had been in a long time, they both had talked this morning about tonight's activities at Zeno's.

Pressing a hand to her stomach, she kept her towel wrapped around her as she walked into the bedroom. Opening it up she dropped it to the floor, and moved to her dresser, pulling the drawer open and retrieving her black thongs. As she slipped it on, she heard Alan's, "Honey... are you around?"

"In the bedroom hun."

Alan came in and whistled low, admiring his wife as she slipped the thong up her body. "Nice view," he murmured as he came up behind her and kissed her neck.

"Thanks, I'm all showered, so you Sir... should go get ready. You still want to do this right?" She asked as she moved to the closet, grabbed her dress and slipped it over her body.

She moved back to Alan and he assisted with the zipper and the clip at the back of her neck. Spinning in his arms, she asked him once more, "Alan... you still want to do this don't you?"

 

[KoolAid]

Alan didn't respond quickly. He looked into her eyes trying to gauge her emotions and thoughts.

"Honey, yes I do, but you have to want to go too." He stroked the back of her head. "Now I know men are from Mars and women are from Venus, and I know you're nervous and scared, but I did some internet research, and learned that though women are more reluctant to begin swinging, they adapt quickly, and usually become the most enthusiastic. Now, I better get ready."

He romoved his tie with one hand and used the other to begin unbuttoning his shirt.

"Dear I see this as a chance to explore new horizons." He said, dropping his trousers. "To learn more about ourselves..new experiences...excitement." He turned toward the master bath, but turned around just before disappearing.

"The important thing is that you and I are primary partners. Everyone else is secondary."

 

[OnHarry]

Wayne actually had some work to do on Friday so he had to dress up a bit in some business casual stuff and make a presentation, on future eco investments and where to find them, this was apparently one of his specialties.

When he got home just after three, Anne was already there "What, you skiving off to?"

"No it was slow today and what we did have Laurie and Sue were able to handle, so I came home to get ready for the big night out. I have to say that this one really intrigues me."

"Is that a fact, well why don't we go out for supper and then meet them at the club?"

"Nothing really happens before ten and it is what three thirty right now, where were you planning on going for supper, California?"

"Good point, I will make something here then after I shower and shave."

Wayne put away his graphs and charts, and went to get his clothes, before he showered. As he came through the home office where the compuuter was Anne asked, "what did you tell her to wear?"

"What makes you think I told her to wear anything?"

"Because you always do, and they usually comply, so what did you suggest tonight?"

"I said a little black dress and thong with thigh highs and a low cut neckline, but I phrased it as an option."

"Then I will wear something different." While he was showering Anne laid about ten or fifteen different sets of clothes on the bed trying to decide which one she wanted to wear. Finally she settled on a summery looking top, that was white silk, with small red blue and green balls of varying sizes on it. It was cut in such a way that as long as she sat upright she looked suitably modest, but the crossover top opened up considerably when she leaned forward so if looking head on you saw her cleavage, or if you had a side view depending which bra she wore you saw most of a breast.

She matched it with a dark red skirt that fit her tightly but not so much it looked excessive, just seductive. when she walked her hips and buttocks swayed in unison.

Wayne elected to wear dress pants, a plain shirt, and a tweed jacket, no tie.

They had supper and talked away, though both of them were getting nervous, as they always did when doing this with someone new. Finally it was eight thirty and though they would be earlier than ideal they left for Zeno's which was a half an hour drive from their 1950's house, which was designed along the lines of the Bauhuas school from Germany, they had filled it with teak and leather furniture, which would look stark in some settings but in this house it blended well.

They arrived around ten past nine, and walked in paying the forty dollar cover. Normally this was a nightclub but every second Friday, it was closed for a private party. Unlike many swingers venue's it did not have rooms for doing whatever one wanted, it was merely a place to meet, mingle, dance and move onto other places for in depth fun.

The management, because technically it was a closed party, allowed pretty much anything short of actual sex to go on, and at times you could smell the sex in the air, but mainly petting groping necking and such went on no oral or penetration. The nice thing about that was you could get as worked up as you wanted without having to put out, and many couples came to bask in the atmosphere without having to make any committmant.

Wayne settled at a table in a fairly prominent area so they would be seen by their new friends, as they sat down and Wayne lifted a glass in salute to Anne, he said, "I love you."

She looked back and said, "and I love you to Wayne, but unless I miss my guess that is our guests signing in at the door, perhaps you should go and greet them."

Looking up Wayne said "yep that's them, or at least that's her, I know that for a fact." Without another word he went to them, Alan had just finished paying the cover, and was doing a small questionaire for the club, Marie happened to look up and saw Wayne approaching and their was no doubt it was him.

Walking up to her, he took her hand and said, "At last we meet, you are so much better in person than in digital," and he took the hand before she could say anything and moved it to his lips and placed the lightest possible rumour of a kiss upon it."

Then after exchanging a look of tender desire with her, he let her hand go and as Alan was straightening up he offered his hand and said, "Alan I assume, pleased to finally meet you, I am Wayne."

 

[KoolAid]

"At last we meet, you are so much better in person than in digital," and he took the hand before she could say anything and moved it to his lips and placed the lightest possible rumour of a kiss upon it."

Then after exchanging a look of tender desire with her, he let her hand go and as Alan was straightening up he offered his hand and said, "Alan I assume, pleased to finally meet you, I am Wayne."

Alan watched the exchange carefully, especially Marie's demeanor, but from all appearances the introduction was no more than the meeting of a couple of penpals.

"Nice to meet you too." He said, gripping the extended hand firmly, perhaps a bit too firm. Eye contact was appreciably longer than the typical 1.8 seconds. "I think it would be fair to say that I've...heard a lot about you."

"Good, I'm glad."

Wayne led them toward the table, and Alan's pulse quickened as he realized that Anne was the lady in the red skirt. Her smile was warm and genuine.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie studied Wayne's face as he greated Alan. She could feel the knots in her stomach twisting and turning. Her body was shaking with nervousness as she watched her online lover, and soon she hoped her, her real-life lover, shake hands with her husband. This all seemed so strange to her.

She quickly glanced at Alan, and noticed the slight tension in his jaw and the small twitch. She watched the two men size each other up, and she wondered what Alan and Wayne were both thinking.

Alan swept his arm across the room, pointing out a table with a beautiful woman, sitting there watching them. He led them towards her and introduced her as his wife Anne. Marie watched as Anne stood to greet first her and then Alan.

She saw her husband take Anne's hand in his and bring it to his mouth, where he kissed it gently. Marie was a bit startled at her reaction, but she knew it was first time jeters. Hopefully, she and the others would quickly relax with one another.

The group all took their seats. Anne and Marie were sitting beside each other and the men sat beside each woman. The booth they were in was moon shapped with a polished table in front of them. A lovely lady came over and took their orders for drinks and slowly the group began to talk, first about themselves and how long each had been married, and slowly the conversation moved on to the club itself, as Wayne explained the "rules" of the establishment.

The whole time all this was going on, Marie could feel Wayne's thigh pressed against her, and his fingers toying in her hair. She would occasionally, glance at Alan and see his thigh pressed along Anne's and her palm on his, slowly and gracefully moving it back and forth.

Marie's body was beginning to calm as the drinks relaxed her nervousness, she watched the way Wayne's mouth moved, she wondered what it would be to taste him, for the first time, to truely explore him, as she had in her mind. Quietly she told him, "Wayne, I've very glad we have finally met. No matter what does or doesn't happen, please know I don't regret finally having this chance to meet."

 

[OnHarry]

Wayne was fairly happy that the evening was going the way it did, he had seen much worse, so it was starting well. Alan seemed to be overcompensating by the more than firm handshake, and the longer eye contact, but that was just details. He was truly amazed by Marie as this was the first time he had seen her as a living breathing human being.

He and Alan both ordered single malt scotch and got into a good natured debate on which one was the best. He also noticed Anne getting very friendly with Alan, this usually meant that she actually did like him, as opposed to just being polite.

Finally he thought it might be time to notch things up a bit, so he said to the table, "would it be all right if I asked Marie to dance."

Alan looked for a brief fraction of a second as if he was unsure about this, but then, perhaps steadied by the touch of Anne's hand on his leg he said "sure knock yourself out."

Wayne stood up and offered his hand to Marie, who suddenly seemed a bit shy, but she accepted his hand and stood up, and drew in a deep breath and walked away from the table where her husband was seated, with a man who wanted to make love to her.

The song playing was a fairly fast one and she soon found that among his talents Wayne could dance. He moved rythmically to the music in front of her, smiling and talking as best he could over the music. He moved his hands up and down her side to the beat, close enough she could sense his hands being there but not actually touching her.

The next song was slow, and Wayne asked as it started, "would you care to sit this out?"

She shook her head no, and Wayne opened his arms and accepted her into his embrace. Marie was immediatly aware of his cologne, Chanel Pour Hommes, and of the fact he seemed to exude a tremendous warmth, like a radiator. While they danced slowly Wayne watched her carefully, speaking slowly and expressing his happiness at being here.

"You have no idea how much this means to me Marie, you are more than I could ever hope to expect, you are so beautiful. I know it sounds corny but there you are." He danced her away from the table and toward a corner where they could not be seen by Alan or Anne, however the last look he had at the table indicated that both Anne and Alan were preoccupied.

Finally when he was out of sight of the table he said to Marie, "may I ask an indulgence?"

She must have wondered what this meant but she said softly, and barely audible over the music, "of course."

"I wanted to ask you then, " he said as he nuzzled in her ear, "just in case things do not work out, and trust me they might not, I wanted to at least kiss you once."

She looked back at him and nodded, and he pressed his lips to hers gently, putting an almost imperceptible pressure on hers. Then he gently asserted the tip of his tongue against her lips and he felt them part as she accepted his offer. He was for a brief moment lost in the depths of her mouth as he gently and slowly explored her teeth, tongue and lips.

They were interrupted when Marie suddenlty went, "HEY," as she turned and looked at somone who had put their hand under her dress and felt her buttocks outside her thong. The lady who had done this apologised, and went on dancing.

Wayne laughed, "you will have to get used to strange people groping you if you dance here, Anne finds it stimulating that so many others, surprisingly many of them women, find her so attractive, she likes to be groped."

When they left the out of the way spot and went back to the table it was obvious they were not missed as Anne held Alan in an embrace around his neck, and her lips to his, and his hand on her near breast.

 

[Babette_____]

Anne had seen Alan approaching, her eyes raked over his body, her pulse quickened as she took in his handsome features. She was quite surprised by the fact that this handsome man and the pretty woman with him were having problems. She was more then curious as to what being with him would be like. His build was nice as was the confidence he bestowed when he greeted her.

All through the friendly banter and conversation she had tried to maintain eye contact with him as well as a physical touch against his body. She had pressed her thigh against his and at one point finally took her hand and began stroking his thigh. She had felt the tension in his body shift from watching Marie and Wayne to a more sexual tension. She could read in his eyes how he was beginning to relax and enjoy her presence.

When Wayne had asked if he could dance with Marie, she had seen the gritting of his jaw, and the indecision of the request, so with just a soft gently squeeze of her hand on his thigh, she felt the tension leave him. He had agreed and had watched his wife dancing with another man, that may or may not make love to her later. Anne knew that Alan needed distracted so she slowly began to work her hand up his leg.

“I'm glad we met,” she whispered into his ear, letting her tongue slowly trace the edge. She smiled against it, as she felt the shiver of his body.

“I'm glad also.”

Anne pressed closer, her body hungry with the desire of meeting someone knew. Though she was nervous, she also always found herself excited. “I think we could have fun together, Alan.” Her finger slowly moved up to run her nail over the swollen erection she had produced.

“Do you know how badly, the thought of kissing you makes me wet?” Anne knew the seduction of her words were arousing him just as much as the touch of her palm that was now pressing against his cock.

“I would say you are as wet as I am hard.”

Anne chuckled against his ear as she ran her tongue along the edge of his jaw. Her hand pressing firmly and then slowly began rubbing back and forth across his cock covered arousal.

“Oh, Alan... I am so wet, you could slide this inside me very easily.” Hearing his groan, she covered his mouth with hers, and slowly began stroking his tongue with the same rhythm she used on his cock. Her other hand wrapped around his neck embracing him, bringing his mouth and tongue deeper with hers.

She continued to tease his body, as she heard Wayne and Marie approaching. Anne decided to continue kissing the woman's husband, trying to show her that seeing her husband with another woman, was a serious move. Trying to allow her one last chance to end this before it went further. Deep down Anne wanted this man, but most of all she didn't want a marriage ruined because of something that Marie couldn't accept.

 

[KoolAid]

Alan was beginning to relax, thanks in no small part to Anne's efforts, He was acutely aware of the slow but steady her hand up his thigh, her hot breath on his ear, and her sexy words. Perhaps it was simply that Anne was so sexy, and his desire for her growing, or maybe the sense they had gone this far and they shouldn't turn back now. Or maybe, just maybe he was becoming more comfortable with the whole setup. She and Wayne were a nice couple. Heck, he and Marie were a nice couple. They were there to have a good time within the parameters of mutual respect, and both of them stood to learn so much.

He actually laughed when he saw a lady put her hand up Maries dress and fondle her ass. Marie had jumped, but he could tell that Wayne had quickly reassured her. They had been told that this type of thing happens here.

When Anne's fingers brushed across his erection, the heat of desire coursed through his nerves and his mind reeled at the thought of what would come later. She initiated the kiss, but he responded fervently, pressing against her soft pliable lips. He placed the palm of his hand on her thigh, and began to massage, while simultaneously moving higher and higher. She purred in approval.

In spite of his best efforts he could not resist opeing one eye just to look, and discovering Marie and Wayne returning to the table. His first instinct was to break, but Anne pushed even harder, and he closed the eye, shedding the last vestige of second thoughts.

"Looks like these two are getting to know each other." He heard Wayne say as he pulled the chair out for Marie. He cleared his throat loudly to get the attention of the lip-locked pair. "Alan, I think it is important that you see the same scene that Marie has watched for the last couple of minutes. It is important to know that you can handle this before we proceed."

He turned to Marie and placed his lips on hers. Alan watched as she responded eagerly.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie had been surprised at Alan's suggestion that Wayne kiss her, but more surprised that he had agreed and had turned her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She had felt the stroke of his tongue slide with hers, and her own soon quickly met his stroke for stroke.

She allowed herself to relax in his embrace as her hands ran up and down his back. Marie was unaware of anything else surrounding them. Shivers ran along her arms, behind her back, all of her skin tingled.

As their tongues worked in a fevered pitch to try and control the other, Marie felt her nipples harden, pressing herself deeper against Wayne, she allowed them to rub against the material of her dress, which in turn rubbed against him, the friction bringing forth a moan of desire from her throat.

Marie pulled away slowly from his kiss, looked into his eyes and whispered, "Wow." She didn't know why that kiss had sent her emotions spiriling, but she knew that she wanted to experience more.

Looking at Wayne, she asked him, "Where do we go from here?" She had no indecision in her eyes, and she knew from the look on Alan's face neither had he. They both wanted this new adventure, they both had decided that perhaps, maybe this experience would stregthen them. If not, then they would leave this experience knowing that they had at least tried something new and different in hopes of extending their relationship into more passionate embrasses.

 

[OnHarry]

Marie pulled away slowly from his kiss, looked into his eyes and whispered, "Wow." .

Looking at Wayne, she asked him, "Where do we go from here?" She had no indecision in her eyes, and she knew from the look on Alan's face neither had he.

Wayne echoed her, 'wow', and said, "we could do one of two things, either we stay here for a bit getting better aquainted, dancing and such, or," here he paused for what must have seemed like dramatic effect, though in reality it was to gather his own thoughts, and wits about himself, "we drive to our house and discuss it there."

Alan who seemd converted, at least for now said, "okay give me directions and I will follow you."

Wayne said,"I have a better idea, that is if you two are in agreement," sensing a pause, Wayne went on, "why don't we split up, Anne going in your car Alan, and Marie in ours, that way there will be no problem finding the place, quite practical, and sufficiently private to express any concerns you or Marie might have."

This practical suggestion was agreed upon by both parties and they went out to the parking lot, where Wayne said to Alan in private, "if you have any questions or concerns, tell Anne, before we are together again, it is still not too late to call it off."

With a hearty handshake Wayne went to his car and opened the door for Marie, while Anne put her hand on Alan's shoulder and said, "let's go, I am looking forward to the rest of the night."

When Wayne got into the car with Marie, he looked across at her, half lit in the lights from the parking lot, her lips glistening, her eyes shining, and her face aglow. He gently picked up her hand and brought it to his lips, but instead of kissing the back, he pushed the forefinger up a bit and took it into his mouth, drawing it in. "I recall you saying no one had ever done that with you before Marie, so let me be the first."

Then as Anne and Alan pulled out of the parking lot ahead of them Wayne leaned over to Marie, "I think this will happen, at least I hope so," and he placed his hand on the back of her head and slowly pulled her forward to his waiting lips which parted in greeting. all the while his hand was softly brushing her breast till he found the hardened nipple, and he carressed it through the fabric.

They remained for what seemed an eternity in that embrace, their tongues dancing an intimate dance that was new to them both, Waynes hands, always exploring yet never rough or rushed, seeking out her hidden treasures. Finally he said to her, "if we don't get going we may end up parking like teenagers, and I have much more comfortable accomodations at home."

Then looking in her eyes he said, "forget all those things I said to you on the net or phone, nothing could possibly compare to being here with you tonight. Now let's go."

He drove out of the lot and towards his house.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Wayne and Marie

They remained for what seemed an eternity in that embrace, their tongues dancing an intimate dance that was new to them both, Waynes hands, always exploring yet never rough or rushed, seeking out her hidden treasures. Finally he said to her, "if we don't get going we may end up parking like teenagers, and I have much more comfortable accomodations at home."

Then looking in her eyes he said, "forget all those things I said to you on the net or phone, nothing could possibly compare to being here with you tonight. Now let's go."

He drove out of the lot and towards his house.

Marie touched her lips, bringing the moisture from their kiss to her fingers. She had felt the spark inside her, begin to burn more. She was nervous, confused, and yet these things did nothing to overturn the feeling of desire she had for this man beside her. For months they had chatted, email, phoned and webcam fantasized, now she hoped all of that would come true.

As they drove towards Wayne's home, she felt herself starting to second guess her decision. She started running the same series of questions in her head that she had been running all week. Only one stayed dominant over the others, and that was if she didn't do this, would she regret it forever?

"Yes," she told herself. She knew that to deny herself this one opportunity to experience the sensous orgasm she had when she fantasized with Wayne, she would regret it. She had felt every fiber of her being begin to awaken, she wanted so much to hold this man, and give him her body.

Though the last two times Alan and her had made love showed desire, and passion, it was still somewhat the same. Yes she had orgasmed as did he, but they both still longed to discovery new things. "Was that wrong?" she asked herself.

Marie noticed the silence in the car and tried her best to break it. She asked Wayne about his job and about how his week had been. Though they had spent many hours on the phone, this week things had been more restricted. To her it was more like a build up to something very new and exciting.

Since her mood had suddenly begun to shift from arousal to serious, Marie shut off all thoughts of terminating the evening and focused on the man in the car. Unbuckling her belt she slid over to the middle seat. Wayne smiled at her, and placed his hand on her thigh.

The warmth of his hand on her leg, sent a shiver inside her body, that elictated a small moan. Her arm went behind him, and rested on the back of his chair, where her fingers slowly began to play with them. She tried to capture the feel of his body next to hers, and the smell of his cologne, so she could keep it locked in her memory. She didn't know if this would be all they ever had, but if it was, she wanted to retain everything about the evening.

Leaning towards him, Wayne's eyes darting to the rear-view mirror, watching her. She slowly begins to trace the shape of his jaw with her tongue before sliding it, along his ear, and tugging on the lobe.

She feels his hand slowly begin to travel up her thigh, scooting her dress further up her leg. Marie shivers at his touch, as his fingers dance along her skin.

 

[OnHarry]

They came to a stop sign, and Wayne's hand crested the top of her thigh highs, and came to the warm bare flesh above. He turned left and went about a half a block, his hand remaining there without moving further, till he signalled and pulled into a driveway. The car came to a stop, and with his left hand he reached through the steering wheel, and put the car in park, as if he was very reluctant to have his right hand leave it's resting place.

He turned off the engine, the lights, and then, and only then his hand continued it's upward journey, as he turned his head towards Marie, and once more pressed his lips to hers, his mouth just open and his tongue poised to do battle with hers.

When their lips met, his hand came to journey's end, and his forefinger traced the outline of her thong, keeping to the flesh side of the lacy border, then moving over top, of it, some slight moisture evident, and as he sensed the dampness, she felt him smile, while he kissed her so passionatly.

His kisses were passionate yet not heavy, he touched her lips but did not crush them,the way younger men often did to their girls, no he had made a practise of kissing and found the technique that seemed to serve. His arms around her now he held her as close as he could, given the confines of the car. He deperatly wanted to get inside and really embrace her, but he did not want to leave this moment either.

The one fear though slight, still persisted, he no longer had any doubt about Marie's willingness to move on to the ultimate conclusion, but there was still Alan, if he decided for whatever reason, that he would not, or could not go ahead then that was it, and Wayne despite his immediate desires and passion would respect that. He wondered to himself though as he finally broke the embrace to get out of the car, whether Marie would be willing to go along with that decision, should it come to that.

There was of course Anne, who was a very convincing factor in his favour, the one thing she would not do though was kiss and embrace in the car like this, she hated sex of any kind even preliminery, in an automobile, she said often to her suitors, she was not a teenager and would not conduct herself like that. What she would have done was to get Alan here as quickly as possible, get him in the house, and barely before he had closed the door she would be there in front of him her hands all over him.

By the time he and Marie got inside he thought, as he smiled inwardly she would have demonstrated thoroughly to Alan just how much she desired him, though he knew that once in a while some men were put off by her forward self confident manner. Was Alan one of them, who knew, so just before they went inside he drew MArie to him and said to her softly, "just in case things change, I need one more moment of you," and he once again drew her in, gently but firmly, to himself her nipples hardened to an amazing degree, she seemed quite unique that way, as yet again his lips sought hers.

When they finally let go and he went to open the door he said to her, "forgive me if I seem crude but I dearly want to kiss your other lips as well, with just as much passion as these."

Then before she had a chance to answer, he opened the door, drew a deep breath, motioned for Marie to enter, and announced, "we are here, better resume a more decent position."

 

[KoolAid]

Alan's world was spinning. He had always been comfortable as the seducer, the one in control, on top, the initiator, and although the short trip to Wayne and Anne's place was a reality only because of his initiations, his control seemed to have ended there.

Though seatbelted properly on her side, Anne's left hand roamed all over his chest, stomach, thigh, and cock.

"Whoa darling!" Anne said when he ran a stop sign. "I think I'll let you concentrate on your driving til we get home. And then, you're all mine."

"As much as I hate to admit it, you might be right. I need some of that blood down there to be redirected to my brain. And, t think I need you to do some navigating, because I seemed to have lost our spouses."

For some reason the last statement struck Alan as hilarious, and he could not help but burst out in nervous laughter.

"We're almost there." She said, laughing along with him.

When they pulled into the driveway, the lead pair were already inside. Alan had unbuckled and reached for the door latch when Anne pulled his arm back in.

"Wait just a minute." She said, sliding toward him. "How about a sneak preview?" She kissed him while unbuckling his belt, and opening his pants, popping out his gorged rod. "May I kiss it?"

"Oh....dear. Yes you may."

Alan's brushed her hair lightly with his hand, as he felt her soft lips kiss and tongue the purple head, but he wasn't ready for the next move. Her head bobbed down taking most of his cock into her, and created a vacuum within him that felt as if it was pulling his entire being to that one spot.

His head fell back and a deep guttural moan flowed from his throat. There was no reality, no cosmos, no thought, no existence of any kind save for that of his cock and Anne's throat. Then the preview ended, faster even than it started. She came back up, found his lips and kissed him again, hard.

"We better get inside quick." She laughed. "To make sure those two don't start without us."

Alan quickly put himself back together and exited the car. Anne had done the same, not waiting for him to go around. They met at the hood. He noticed her hair a little mussed as, and she noticed that his pants and shirt was a little disheveled. Her arm was wrapped around him when they opened the front door.

 

[Babette_____]

Anne had never been one to make out in the car, even when it was in the drive-way, but something had pulled her to Alan, and it wasn't just the wetness of her sex. She wanted this new treat and she knew she had to have it soon. When she had quickly bobbed her head up and down on the swollen muscle, her pussy had started to throb even more then it had when they had been at the club.

As soon as the front door closed behind them, she pushed him against it, and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Anne pressed her crotch up against his erection and gyrated her hips agianst him. She could feel the heat from both of them as he pulled her to him. Taking her hand, she pushed it between their bodies and grasped his crotch, then pressed her palm hard against his cock.

"I think we need to get started, don't you."

Alan answered her with a growl, as he moved his hands to her ass and cupped both cheeks lifting her up slightly.

Anne smiled into their kiss, took his hand and moved off to their bedroom. She wasn't sure what room Wayne and Marie would use of not, but she really didn't care at the moment. She had tasted the flesh of her soon to be lover and she wanted more.

The couple entered the room, Alan behind her. He moved to shut the door, "Leave it open, Anne ordered him. She wanted Wayne and Marie to not have any doubts about what Alan wanted. Quickly she fell to her knees and opened up his slacks once more. Releasing his cock for her pleasure she immediately put her mouth on the head and her hand around the shaft.

Alan groaned in pleasure as he felt the warmth of her mouth, followed by the stroking of her tongue along the front of his shaft. His hands went into her hair and pushed her head deeper against him.

Anne worked her mouth up and down on his cock, as her hand stroked and twisted the massive tool. She used her other hand to reach for his testicles. Fondling them, she pressed her thumb against one sphere then the other, stroking and kneading each one.

He continued to bury his hands in her hair, looking down and watching her swallowing his shaft. Alan felt his body trembling as he began to thrust his hips towards her hot mouth.

She moved faster on his cock, sucking and tasting the pre-cum from the swollen head. Anne felt the rush of blood in the extended vien and ran her tongue across it. She enjoyed fucking a good cock, and Alan's was worth the effort.

Taking her mouth from his member, she went to work on his balls. Her hands lifted them up for her. Using her tongue like a cat's she lapped at his testicles, before drawing each one into her mouth and sucking them quickly. She could feel the sack tighten in her mouth while she manuvered her tongue around them, pushing and caressing them.

Hearing him groan, and his fingers pulling at her hair, Anne knew she had to return to the cock that was leaping in her other hand. It's jerking in her palm hand only increased with each suck of his balls and stroke of his shaft.

Anne quickly took his cock back in her mouth. She adjusted her jaw so she could take him fully in. His cock hit the back of her throat, and she began moving faster on his shaft. As her head bobbed up and down, Alan used his hands and helped her move over him. His hips drove into her face and he felt the warm breath of her nose on the hairs of his sex.

The first shot of cum, hit Anne's throat and she swallowed quickly, unable to enjoy the flavor, before the next one followed behind the first. This time Anne paused in her motions and let the taste swirl in her mouth before she allowed it to slide down her throat. She heard the sound of Wayne and Marie coming in, but she didn't move herself from his cock until she had all of his cum milked from his body.

Anne slowly cleaned the semi-hard cock and his tight sac, before she stood up and kissed his mouth, sharing the taste of his fluids with him. She heard Wayne's cough and pulled her tongue from Alan's mouth, before looking at her husband and Alan's wife. "Sorry... a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do."

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie was still tingling from the kiss she and Wayne had shared as they walked into the house. Wayne annouced their presence. His hand on the small of her back, he led her deeper into the house.

Rounding the corner, they both looked at each other. Wayne's face was one of all knowing and Marie's reflected confusion then a bit of shock and surprise. "This was it," she thought to herself. Taking a deep breath, she nodded to Wayne for them to continue towards the moaning and sighs that could easily be heard from the open door.

Alan stood inside the bedroom his pants around his knees as well as his black boxers. Marie watched his bare ass thrusting foward as she saw the slim hand of Anne digging into her husbands bare cheek. She knew where her other hand was.

Marie's face blushed hot, and her stomach knotted. She had told herself that this was going to happen, but it was hard to see it just the same. The initial shock of the moment, tried to overwhelm her, but she refused to allow it.

This was something they had discussed. She closed her eyes on the sound of his cumming. She didn't need to see it, she heard that noise often enough. She steeled herself as she saw Anne come up from her husband's cock.

Marie offered a dead stare to the woman as she heard her flippant remark about doing what a girl had to do. Taking another deep breath, she turned to Wayne. "I believe they have claimed this room."

Alan turned to look at his wife. His face searching her's.

Marie knew that this could still end, but she also knew that she wanted to experience this attraction to Wayne and she had Alan's permission and he would be in the same house with her. So if she changed her mind and told Wayne, "no" he would be there to help her if Wayne refused to listen to her objections.

She could tell that Alan wanted to apologize. She walked up to him, placed her hands on his cheeks and pulled his lips to hers. "No apologies tonight hun. We promised that. OK... I love you and tomorrow, we'll share our experiences with each other. OK.. no more secrets."

Turning to Anne, she looked at the beautiful woman. "If things work out for all of us, perhaps this will be something we all enjoy and learn from. I won't hate you and I'll do my best not to think ill thoughts, but know this... I want this to happen for Alan and myself. I think it is going to open many avenues for us and I thank you and Wayne for making that possible."

Marie moved out of the room, and shut the door behind her, then took Wayne's hand in hers. Standing on her toes, she kissed him softly. "Wayne, I've wanted to hold you against me for so long, please... make love to me."

 

[OnHarry]

Looking at her with a look of pure mischief Wayne said to her, "on the first date what do you take me for."

Then in answer to her he bent down and kissed her yet again, saying, "I can't get enough of your sweet mouth, you are delicious," then breaking away from her, he took her hand and led her down the hallway to the next room, the guest room, closing the door, and turning on a very low wattage lamp so the darkness was put at bay but not totally eliminated.

He turned to Marie in the low light and for a brief moment, he admired her, making love to her with his eyes, surveying her, not in a leering grotesque fashion but an admiring one, as if he was beholding for the first time a work of art he had only seen pictures of. He moved towards her and did something she did not expect.

He turned on a small stereo off to one side of the room and immediatly the voice of Edith Piaf was present. He took her into his arms and started dancing with her. However unlike the dance floor at Zeno's this was a private intimate dance, he whispered to her, "pardon my French, but I don't fuck, I make love. You are one of the most love worthy women I have ever seen, I never talked to anyone as extensivly as I have you, and now you are here, I don't know how you feel but I feel like a twenty year old kid."

As they moved about the room he slowly unzipped her dress at the back and when it was all the way down, he parted briefly to allow it to fall from her shoulders and arms to the floor. Then he came back to her again and now he started to kiss her cheeks, her nose, her eyelids and her chin. He gently applied his lips to the side of her neck, and to her shoulders, it was if she was a feast and he a glutton, but not wanting to appear to be a glutton he took little bits at a time.

Then he came back to her mouth and pressd his against hers and this time somewhat more agressivly kissed her and now he undid her bra at the back and allowed it to go slack. He whispered to her, "we have all night and I intend to make the most of it."

 

[OnHarry]

Pulling back just enough to allow the black bra to be pulled off by his eager fingers he was now confronted with her fully exposed breasts and very erect nipples. Wayne still had his tweed jacket on and he dispensed with that quickly, "so the wool doesn't irritate those delightful globes," he said smiling at her.

Returning to her again he continued to dance with her, as he kissed and nibbled her shoulders, neck and face. He seemd to have a permy smile just now as he feasted on her. She seemed content at this point to have him shower her with this adoration.

Marie however must have wanted to move on as she started to unbutton Wayne's shirt. He stood back from her smiling as she did so, and when she was down to the waist of his pants, he helped her pull the shirt out and dropped it to the floor.

Then once again, now his own chest was also exposed, he came to her close only this time their naked breasts collided and he felt first hand the hard nubs of her nipples. Wayne bent down and with his tongue just out he licked at her nipples, while his right hand, went to her buttocks exposed around the central strap of her thong.

Feeling her soft skin, drinking in her scent and suckling at her breast Wayne did all he could to stimulate her as much as possible before they ever got even close to actually coming together as lovers do.

Looking at her he said, "I need to undress, I want to take you all in, to taste all you have to offer and give as much back as I possibly can."

He pulled her to the bed and sat down on it. Then with her navel at eye level he placed his hands on the elastic of her thong, one hand on each hip, and slowly but deliberatly pulled down, till they went lower, and lower and then fell away to her ankles. Marie defty stepped out of them now naked except for her black, lace topped thigh highs.

Wayne placed his arms around her waist and put one cheek to her abdomen, pulling her to him and massaging her buttocks at the same time. He began kissing, her navel and then working back up again till he poised his lips in front of one nipple and placed them over it. He sucked in real hard in a way, that caught Marie by surprise with the force, and the electric shock that went straight through her.

"I didn't hurt you did I," he asked, " I sometimes forget that many women have very sensitive nipples and it might hurt, and I don't want to hurt you believe me?"

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie looked down on this man. This man that was now just moments away from claiming her body. A part of him had all ready claimed her heart, now her fingers in his hair, his mouth poised over her breast, she was in awe of him.

"No, my love, you have caused me nothing, but pure pleasure," she continued to watch him, as he ran his mouth over her nipple. Her head fell back as she closed her eyes and let her body feel the pleasure of his touch.

His mouth worked on her nipple as her hands played in his hair. With each soft tug, he gave her, she heard her voice hum from within her. The tingle that ran from the tip of her nipple, began to slowly move into her breast.

The sensation was heavy, but not a burdon to her. He lifted it, cupped it in his palm. She felt his fingers, kneading her flesh. She bit her tongue, then chewed her lip.

"Wayne," she moaned, softly calling out his name. "Please."

She didn't know what she wanted, her senses were jumbled, on fire with each loving stroke of his tongue. She held him close, no longer thinking of what was happening, just what she was feeling.

Gone were the thoughts of Alan and Anne. The fear of rejection from Wayne was no more. The touch of him against her was more then she had imagined and soon she knew she would feel more.

 

[OnHarry]

"Wayne," she moaned, softly calling out his name. "Please."

Wayne said nothing but had Marie seen his face she would have seen a contented smile, perhaps a bit lacivious but content all the same. She stood there infront of him for what must have seemed like an eternity, yet she did nothing at this point that he did not instigate.

When he had worked over her right breast for a good time he turned to the left, and did the same all the while kneading her buttocks with his free hand.anf after she felt like she could barely stand anymore he stopped and slowly worked his way down her stomach kissing, nipping, until his face was back to her navel, and then due to his sitting position it became a bit awkward to bend his neck so he stood up and yet again feasted on her lips, and mouth.

Then with a gleam of such desire, he turned her around and placing his hands on her shoulders, gently guided her to sit on the bed. Wayne stood back, and then undid the top button of his pants, then his zipper, and he let them fall and stepped out of them and removed his socks all the while staring at her in a lustful gaze. He was a few feet back from her, but if Marie had had any doubt at all about his desire for her, it became obvious as he stood there for a brief second in his briefs that his desire was intense, as where the end of the significant bulge was, there was a noticeable wet spot. He was not exceptiojnally long but rather thicker than the norm, and that too became obvious.

He quickly disposed of the under garment and moved towards Marie as his erection swayed in front of him, but instead of giving her the feast she thought he might, he knelt before her as she sat there and began to kiss and lick her knees, then her inner thighs, which illicited a groan from her, so he spent more time there, patient, touching, kissing, caressing and truly making love.

In again what must have seemed like an eternity to Marie he remained there, then like a gourmet who had tasted all the appetizers that were on offer and was now finally confronted with the main entre' he paused before her delta, and slowly blew some of his warm breath against her nether lips. She shivered he hoped in delight. The one thing about Wayne when he made love that many women wished would be different was he tended to work in silence saying little when he got to this point.

Wayne as an invesment counciller had developed excellent listening skills, and he always tried to listen to women who he intended to meet with, in order to understand what their needs were. This was not done with cynicism, but rather with a true desire to make every experience as delightful and pleasureable as he possibly could. He had never however talked at such a great length with anyone, as much as he had talked to Marie, her frustration had come pouring out, and he was fairly sure he had a good idea how to please her.

It seemd to be working and now he was poised before her very moist vagina, something he personally loved, and slowly deliberatly he moved forward, warm breath replaced by warm lips as he kissed her in her most secret place, first one side then the other just light kisses, nothing more but he noted a decided shiver on her part. He moved from side to side up and down till finally he placed his lips at the very top of her slit, which with her increased desire was opening up to him, and deftly pushed back with his upper lip, and having little trouble finding the nub he was looking for, sucked in with all the effort he could summon.

Marie cried out, loudly, no doubt being heard elsewhere, as every kiss, every caress, every touch and even every discussion he had ever had with her, was a preliminary for that split second when he took her clit in his mouth, between his lips, working the tip with the tip of his tongue, and tasted her sex.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie was melting. Her body was being consumed with passion and desire. With each touch upon her skin, Wayne brought more tremors from within her. She felt new, awashed in his essence, protected by his need to have her. Marie ran her fingers into his hair as she watched him make love to her body.

She felt the touch of his tongue against her, as it moved and teased her clit. The swollen sex of her body, began to hum and when she felt the warmth of her breath, touch her she closed her eyes and laid fully back on the bed. Marie felt him pull her closer to the edge of the bed as he continued to devour her sex.

Taking her hands she began to rub her breasts. Both palms touched her hard nipples and begin to run small circles around them. The erect and aroused buds scrapped gently over her nipples, tingling them. Her breast ached as she slowly began to knead them. Pleasuring them with her whole hand.

Marie licked one of her fingers then took the moist tip and ran it over her breast and against her nipple once more. The small ridges became even harder as her hips thrusted up burying Wayne's face deeper into her sex.

She moaned and called out his name, as with each thrust of his tongue, became a constant onslaught on her senses. She ran her hand down her stomach and then along with his tongue began to stroke and caress her clit. She felt her muscles tighten and clench. Her head thrashed back and froth, her body arching as she continued to be enjoyed by her lover.

 

[KoolAid]

Somehow Alan had imagined that events would have occurred so that he would be the first walk in on Marie and Wayne, rather than the other way around. He had just received the most incredible oral sex of his life, and his wife and her soon-to-be sexual partner had watched the most of it. He looked at Marie, searching for either validation or condemnation, but saw neither. That was when he realized who was running the show. This was his coup de tat. By manipulating Marie into viewing the scene, he had destroyed her last vestige of resistance, and she was now putty in his hands.

“You husband is one smart dude.” He remarked.

“You’re right.” Ann replied, wiping a dab of cum from the corner of her mouth. “But why do you say that?”

“No particular reason.” He started to kiss her, but stopped abruptly. “Lets step to the bathroom for a minute, and I’ll wash that pretty face of yours.”

Anne took his hand and laughed.

“Why, don’t you like the taste of your own cum?”

“Do you like the taste of your own juice?”

“I don’t mind.”

“I am being silly, aren’t I?” Alan said. “But all this is so new.”

“I understand. We’ll fix us a drink, and then you have work to do hon.” She grabbed his cock. “Think you’re up to it so soon?”

“With your talents. No problem.”

As they were entering the kitchen, he heard a familiar but unfamiliar scream. Familiar in that he recognized the source, but unfamiliar in that he had not heard that particular tone, intensity, or desperation before. Anne saw him tense up.

“Sounds like Marie’s being well entertained.” She said.

Grabbing her by the waist, he pulled her tightly against him.

“I’d like to do something.” He said, looking down into her upturned face.

“Your wish is my command.”

“They opened the door on us a few minutes ago. Lets do the same for them.”

“Did they open it or did we leave it open?”

“Hell, I don’t remember. You had my undivided attention.”

Anne took Alan’s hand and led him to the door.

“Open it.” She whispered.

There was a small but noticeable tremble in the hand that slowly grasped the brass knob and opened the bedroom door. The scene burned itself into all corners of his brain. Marie was lying perpendicular to the length of the bed, totally naked save for a par of mid-thigh black stockings. Her head thrown back, twisting back and forth; eyes closed; whimpering....moaning.....oblivious to everything but the exploits of the nude man whose head was buried between her legs.

Anne seemed riveted also. Alan knew that if they stood there, soon Marie would see him watching her.

 

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Marie's head continued to move side to side, as Wayne moved his tongue along the wet, slick lips of her sex. She moaned and ached beneath him, her nipples tight and erect, from the teasing she had given them.

She heard the sound, at first dismissing it, she didn't care what it was, she was lost, consumed by fire. "Oh yes, Wayne, please don't stop."

Marie heard the desperation in her voice as her body pressed up giving her pussy to the man that was buried between her thighs. This time as her head turned to the left, and her breath came in gasps, she opened her eyes.

She stilled as she looked into the eyes of her husband. Her skin, flushed and hot, she soon felt Wayne cease his ministrations on her sex.

Marie was shocked and surprised that Alan had chosen this moment to interrupt them. Her lip trembled slightly, she didn't know why he was here. She had told him in the beginning that she hadn't wanted him to watch, or had she?

Marie thought back over the conversation, then closed her eyes, they hadn't agreed or disagreed to this. She remembered mentioning it, but she also had said she would allow him to decide. Now, it was between Wayne and Anne. Alan had decided, he had decided for both of them, but isn't that what she wanted?

She wasn't angry, just very uncomfortable and surprised. Wayne looked at her, then at Alan. Marie scooted up the bed and pulled a pillow over her naked body.

Marie looked at Anne, then at Wayne, she didn't know what to say to either one of them, she was at a lose of words. Her eyes went to Alan and he saw the surprise reflected in hers, and the obvious shock he had placed on her. Walking to her side he cupped her cheek and kissed her softly, "I'm sorry, Hon."

"It's ok, just caught me off guard. Alan, this isn't just my fantasy it is yours also, if watching me and Wayne is what you want, then I'll allow it, but love, it isn't up to just me, we need to make sure it is all right with Wayne and Anne."

Marie looked to the other couple. She couldn't read what their expressions meant, but she knew that it was all up to them, she would be willing to be with Wayne while Alan watched if all were in agreement to it. So Marie waited... waited for someone to break the silence.

 

[OnHarry]

Not knowing him Marie and Alan would no doubt find Wayne hard to read as like everythng else he displayed his desires and emotions very subtly, however Anne did and she could tell he was a bit disapointed, still he replied "if that's what you want then I have no problem with it."

Anne smiled a bit and said "I never considered sex a spectator sport, when your done Alan I'll be in the hot tub."

Wayne had not lost his erection, it had merely relaxed a bit, but with that cleared up he lay on the bed beside Marie, and gently pulled the pillow away from her, and went back to work on her still wet pussy.

He gave no further regard to Alan as if he was not there. He wondered though if Marie would be able to show the same enthusiasm she had prior to Alan's intrusion. For Alan he had done this sort of thing before, a lot of husbands got off watching their wife or partner have sex with someone else.

 

[KoolAid]

Alan followed Anne with the corner of his eye, looked back toward the room, and smiled wirily at Wayne and Beth.

“You two knock yourself out.” He said, and closed the door. Picking up his pace, he caught up with Anne, and took her hand. “Can we talk for just a minute?”

“If that’s what you want to do.”

“Your comment about “spectator sport” stung, and perhaps I need some boundary clarification here.”

“That was not my attention.”

“I know, but Anne, I detect a dual personality here..probably a triple personality; and I know its my fault, and you have my sincere apologies.”

Her face scrunched in puzzlement, and she made an obvious gesture for him to continue.

“Are you seriously denying that voyeurism and exhibitionism aren’t valid components of what we do here?”

“I was only...”

“You certainly made a spectacle of us earlier.” He interrupted. “I remember being almost ordered to leave the door open."

“But they didn’t leave their door open.”

“No, but Marie’s screaming was loud and clear, and she knew we would hear. It may as well have been opened. And they did not have to come by our door, and they did not have to stop.”

“Now, which way to the hot tub?”

She led him to a room highlighted by a large, 6-seater inside spa/hot tub, with a surround sound system sporting speakers by the head area of each seat. Next to the tub the thing that struck him the most were the candles. There were hundreds, of all sizes, clors, and shapes,occupying every flat surface area available.

“Wow!” Said Alan. “I haven’t seen so many candles since Susan Sarandon’s bedroom in Bull Durham.”

He stood for a moment as in thought.

“Honey, you go ahead and slip in, and I’ll be right back.” He mysteriously disappeared, but returned within 3 or 4 minutes holding a bottle of wine, two glasses, and a corkscrew.

“Marie and I brought the wine as sort of a housewarming gift, but I completely forgot about it. And I hope you don’t mind the fact that I took these glasses from your kitchen.”

He deftly opened the bottle, poured her glass, and offered it to a bemused looking Anne. After pouring his glass and setting it down, he began lighting candles; enough so that when he turned off the incandescent light, there was a soft warm glow surrounding the tub. Lastly, he removed his clothing and stepped into the spa, just opposite and facing her.

“Now then.” He said with a warm friendly smile. “Tell me about Anne. What makes her tick? Who is she? What does she dream of? What are her favorite things/”