Partners

[priapus2u]

Terry eased the unmarked car into the underground garage and looked across at his new partner, detective Matthews. “Well, one of us should go for coffee and the other should start the fucking paperwork. Take you pick.” Terry liked Jim Matthews from their first day together: easy-going, competent, trustworthy. Jim was easy to talk to and when there were the inevitable silences, neither felt uncomfortable. He felt closer to Jim in two weeks than he had felt with Tommy in two and a half years.

Today, however, Jim had the blues. He tried to put a good face on it but, he was miserable. Terry knew better than to ask… the unwritten code. He looked at Jim awaiting his decision. “I’ll go for coffee.” Jim said. “I couldn’t concentrate on the reports anyway. Helen’s got me all pissed and upset. I swear to God Terry, she’s gonna drive me crazy.”

Terry slipped the car into reverse. “We’ll both go for coffee,” he said. Terry listened all the way to the coffee shop, for half an hour at the counter and again on the drive back to the station. He heard the story of Helen’s fits of jealousy: of Jim’s affair with a policewoman at his last station, of the ugly discovery scene, of Jim receiving the ultimatum. None of the details were new. Policemen’s marriages often follow the same pattern.

Helen had eventually agreed to start the marriage afresh at a new precinct and to forgive him; but, she was now questioning him relentlessly each night. Why was he late? Who was he working with? Yesterday, after their stake-out she had throw a tantrum… broken dishes…what’s her name this time… get out...on and on. Jim was at his wits end.

They were back in their parking spot under the division offices when Terry turned and looked at Jim. Ready to speak. “I was there Jim. Exactly where you are now. The other girl and the circumstances were different of course but I tell you man, I was there. We were this close to splitting.”

“How the fuck did you turn it around. If you’ve got a solution Terry then I’m all fucking ears.” Jim meant every word.

“Promise that everything I say stays in this car…partner to partner.” Terry looked to Jim for affirmation. “ We had decided to call it quits, Marg and I. Then as a last ditch effort I went home and sat Marg down and said. I want an open marriage. No secrets, not ever. You will know everything I do and you will be with me. I can’t control my urges, Marg, I know myself and I don’t want you to control yourself either. I want to watch you with other men. I want you to watch me with other women. I love you. I want to live the rest of my life with you. But, I want an honest and open marriage. I stood up and told her I was going to Flanagan’s for a couple of beers and that when I got back I wanted her answer. She tried to interrupt me a few times but I wouldn’t let her. When I got back to the house three hours later, Marg was waiting for me in flimsy lingerie and high-heels. I had my answer. We went at each other like a pair of rabbits. If you spread this info Jim, I’ll fucking shoot you. That’s how I handled it. We have never been so happy. I have not lied to her once since that night.”
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Me24u and I are gong to write the parts of Jim and Terry. The story will evolve into first Jim then Helen joining Terry and Marg in a four way sexual relationship. The couples will experiment with all forms of sexual experiences. If bisexuality, male or female, is a turn off for you, I suggest you don't participate. We are looking for two women to play Marg and Helen. The thread has the potential of including others eventually as the four of them seek more and more titillating encounters. Thanks
Priapus

 

[Me24U]

Hours later as Jim drove home he wondered what kind of mood Helen would be in tonight. He was late again and certainly would not handle another fit of hers with any kind of patience at all. His mind drifted back to the conversation with his new partner, Terry. The transition into partnering with Terry turned out to be much easier than he had thought it would. Terry was the kind of partner that made you feel at ease almost immediately, he was a good listener, honest, and a man’s man type of guy. He never had expected that his forced reassignment would have brought about a new friend.

Jim thought back to Terry’s solution to save his marriage. He wished more than anything the same solution would work for him and Helen. Helen would never go for such a solution, she rarely wanted sex with him, her own husband, much less even fantasize about sex with another man. No, Helen would see this idea only as a way for her husband to fool around.

When Jim pulled into the driveway he sighed, seeing that the lights were all turned off. That was a good sign; Helen must have already gone to sleep. Quietly he entered the house, set his keys down on the table, placed his gun in the locked closet and headed towards the bedroom. Stopping for a moment he admired his wife’s beauty, even in her pajamas Jim found her sexy. He thought about stripping naked and snuggling in against her.

Deciding he had better begin by washing the days sweat off his body he stepped into the shower. The water cascading over his body only served to excite him more. Jim’s thoughts turned back to the conversation with Terry and how he returned home to find her wearing lingerie, waiting and ready to pleasure him. He felt his cock begin to thicken and again had visions of sliding under the bed sheets with his wife.

But who was he kidding. Helen would slap his hands away and tell him to get some sleep just like almost every other night this past month. He thought he had better let her sleep; at least there wouldn’t be any fits of rage. Instead he stroked his cock and jerked off under the spray of steamy hot shower, again, like he did most every night.

Somewhat satisfied for now, he dried his body, pulled on a pair of clean boxers and laid down in bed. Sleep did not come easily; as he lay on his back his mind worked to figure out just how he was going to resolve his problems.

 

[priapus2u]

Terry felt a twinge of discomfort as he and Jim got into the police car and set off on their usual patrol. He wondered whether he should have shared that most intimate slice of his private life with someone from work. But, after a few relaxed comments and idle banter, he realized that Jim was fine. Jim was one of those guys who you knew you could trust. You knew it instinctively. After ten years on the force Terry had learned to rely on his instincts. In fact he sensed that the bond between them had strengthened.

He earnestly hoped that Jim and Helen could find the happiness and untiy that he and Marg now experienced. They seldom if ever fought and jealousy had been removed from their relationship. Terry decided to share some more of his privacy. All the while, his antennae were out and finely tuned to his partners reaction. He would resort to " Aw, come on Jim I can't keep this up much longer. I'm just pulling your leg. Marg would kill me. No fucking way I could watch her with another man either. I'd kill them both."

We went to some swinger's parties first that's how we first tried it. There was no problem attracting attention. Look at Marg for fuck's sake." Terry fished into his wallet and produced a photo of his knock-out wife in a string bikini. A tall statuesque red head, smiled invitingly out of the picture. "After we both got a little tipsy, we ended up in bed with a slew of people... a goddam orgy. We kept looking at each other and trying to outdo each other with our daring and sexuality. I was so fucking turned on, you wouldn't believe it. The girl I was slipping it too was a little doll. But, seeing Marg, taking a hot cock right there in front of me. I can't explain it. We went home and couldn't leave each other alone for a week. We were hooked. We can do what we want now as long as the other one is there. I now tell Marg everything. We share fantasies and talk about who we would like to fuck. It's amazing. We are so goddam close now. You wouldn't believe it.

I told her about your and Helen's problem. I hope you don't mind. She is really trustworthy Jim, believe me. She agrees with me. This worked out for us and maybe it could work for you. She asked me of course if you were cute. She's always on the prowl. How the fuck would I know? I told her. Both of us were wondering if you'd be interested in coming over for dinner one night. She'd like to meet you and Helen. She could be a big help if your interested in talking to Helen about all of this..."

 

[Me24U]

As Jim entered the patrol car he wondered how long it take before Terry brought up yesterday’s conversation. Jim sipped his coffee as rambled on about this case and that case. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day but Jim wasn’t feeling all that chipper. Helen had barely spoken to him that morning before they both rushed off to work.

Terry began talking about his wife again and about their wonderful relationship. It was good to hear how close they were, how much better their life together was now. Jim really was happy for his partner but he still couldn’t see how he could approach his marriage in the same way.

As Terry described some of the things he did with his wife, Jim began wondering how it would feel if he were in the same scenario. He wondered if he would enjoy watching his wife with another guy or if his wife would be turned on watching him with another woman. He could envision it in his head, very clearly as a matter of fact. The vision was very sexual, too sexual for a guy who hasn’t been getting any regular sex.

“You actually get turned on watching another guy do our wife?” Jim asked his partner.

“Hell yea,” Terry said giving Jim’s shoulder a friendly jab. “Don’t you find the sight of a cock pushing into a tight juicy cunt arousing?”

Well I had to admit I did like watching my dick sink into pussy and judging from the photo Terry should me, his wife certainly was good looking. Jim was amazed he rode in this patrol car with his partner talking so frankly about sex. He never spoke so openly before. It was affecting him too. Every time Terry described more of the orgy they had participated in, Jim felt his cock thicken. He longed to be more sexually active and not be admonished for it by his wife.

"Terry, man, you got to stop talking about this. You got to remember the only sex I’m getting is with my fist.” Jim was embarrassed to admit this but even more embarrassed to acknowledge how the conversation was affecting him.

That’s about when Terry suggested the four of them get together for dinner. Jim wasn’t so sure it was a good idea, but then again, what did he have to lose? At least Helen would meet his partner and maybe she would begin trusting him more.

 

[priapus2u]

"It's all set Jim, if Friday is okay for you and Helen, we' d love to have you over for a barbecue. You are to bring nothing but yourselves, Marg loves to entertain. You can foot the bill when we visit your house." Terry was looking forward to having them over. Marg was excited too and he knew she would spend the day shopping for the little tidbits that made her a great hostess. Women loved Marg, as readily as men did. She spoke both frankly and easily. He had not seen Marg strike out, ever, when she intended to befriend someone.

Terry called her the chameleon. She knew what colors to show to every person she met. It was not that she was being false to herself. She merely had multiple facets to her personality and intuitively knew which to emphasize. The fact that she was a 'living doll' probably didn't hurt either.

Both Terry and Marg imagined that Helen would need a friend since moving into a new suburb and a new precinct. Last night, they playfully fucked each other while fantasizing about a new couple in their lives. Terry was a bit apprehensive about the images they conjured. Could he allow his home and work place to intertwine in that way. Ah what the fuck. It's only fantasy he thought and allowed himself to picture scenarios involving himself and Helen. He had never even seen her and he was fantasy fucking her, he laughed to himself. He could not explain why he came with such force. The same could be said for Marg.


OOC: Would love to find authors to write for Marg and Helen. PM me or Me24u, if you are interested. We need them in order to continue. Thanks

 

[Me24U]

It took some convincing but Jim succeeded, Helen had agreed to the barbecue. Jim expounded on having to move to a new suburb, not having met any of their neighbors yet, it would be good for her to meet Marg and Terry. Jim was aware that Helen missed her gal pals; she was lonely for female friendship. If Marg was as good as Terry proclaimed then the worst that could happen would be Helen making a new friend.

Helen questioned Jim as to why all of a sudden it was important for her to meet his partner. It had never been that way before, if anything, Jim shied away from socializing with fellow cops. She was not going to spend a night listening to cop stories.

Jim poured on the charm as best he knew, snuggling up behind her and wrapping his arms around, as he explained Terry was married, his wife sounded like someone she would like. He really only wanted to give Helen an insight to who he spent so much time with. Jim wanted Helen to know everything about him and wanted her to be happy, to meet a new friend or two.

Jim and Helen made love that night for the first time in a week. Slowly and passionately they reacquainted themselves. Their clothing was removed one article at a time seamlessly between kisses and lick upon any exposed flesh. Jim entered Helen gently, slowly letting her drive the speed with her actions. He made sure she felt him pulse and throb while he was deep inside her warmth. Jim brought her to a high she had not experienced in quite some time. He made sure the high was fully climaxed before concerning himself with his own pleasure.

Helen was as eager to please Jim that night as he was her, her orgasm coated his cock, making him feel like a king. They both knew he had brought that on. She used her muscles to clamp down and pull him in deeper. Her hands ran through his hand and raked down his back, encouraging him to go faster and deeper. Later, just like Jim could tell Helen had climaxed more intensely than in a long time, she was fully aware that he had as well. They cuddled and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

It was they next morning that Jim readily and happily accepted the invitation from his partner. He only had one condition…absolutely no sex, barbecue only. He truly wanted Helen to befriend Marg, to have someone to trust, talk with, and gossip with.