The Swingin' Bed and Breakfast

[TexasAngel28]

(Greetings all. This is going to be a thread that takes place at an erotic Bed and Breakfast situated in the midwestern country side. The charming old house has four bedrooms and an owners retreat in the back of the house. There are four characters already joining in and while there is an open invitation to any and all interested in joining, all I ask is that you please wait until those four make their opening posts. Thank you. And, please consider this my opening post. *smiles*)

The Swinin' Bed and Breakfast was finally going to be open for business. Charlene Scotts stood in the main 'family' room and took one more look around. Everything looked great. The house was clean, the four rooms upstairs were freshly painted and each had brand new bedroom furniture. There were four bathrooms connected to each bedroom. Downstairs, in the main part of the home, there was a large country kitchen with a breakfast area, a formal dining room with seating for twelve, a spacious family room area and off the back side of the old house there was what Charlene liked to call, the play room. Out back, there was a small pool and jacuzzi that could seat six. Also out back was the owner's retreat where she sometimes stayed along with her friend Jack Morgan and others from time to time.

Charlene was a young widow, barely 32. She stood five feet four inches and had dark auburn hair that hung in waves down past her shoulders. Sapphire blue eyes sparkled with mischief. This morning she was dressed in a short black linen skirt, royal blue silk shirt and high heeled black shoes. She looked at the notebook in her hand and smiled. They were expecting four sets of guests. She'd be glad when the first arrived. It was going to be an exciting week!

 

[spazmodious]

Jack Morgan

Jack loade the last of te groceries in the SUV, and took a minute to look at his purchases...
It looked like the same load he had bought every week for the restaurant,but not this time!

Jack had been head cook at his brothers restaurant for the last six years, but after saving his money (and one or two wise investments) he finally had enough last year to put his money together with his friend Charlene so they could start a B&B.

He would never have to take orders from some a-hole kitchen manager agian!

And the kitchen in the old house was worthy of Wolfgang Puck!

But now he had to go, they were aready expecting there first guests and he had to think about what he was going to feed them tonight.

Closing the hatch on the SUV, he walked around the front and with the grace of a martial artist, slid his 5'9" muscular frame into the drivers seat.

As he drove back to the old house he also gave thought to what he would wear,and decided on something semi-casual, figuring that dark grey slacks and dark green shirt with his standard black leather vest and boots would comliment his hair that was so darl an auburn as to appear black under most light, and bring out a little more green in his hazel eyes, and he would also have to remember to trim his mustach and goatee.


<maybe a nice leg of lamb?...>

 

[CrazyWench]

Vix Bladwyn

After a final check of the chemicle levels of the hottub Vix lets out a sigh of relief and wipes the feint sheen of sweat from her forhead. <done at last....> For the past three weeks she has been working almost non-stop renevating, re-decorating, and cleaning. All in preperation for the grand opening today.

The lean 5'8" 26 year old is forced to resist the urge to jump into the pool tool belt and all as she passes it on her way to the retreat. <All that is left now is get myself ready.> She walks in and makes her way down the hall to the bathroom stoping only breifly in her room to grab her houskeeping uniform and toiletries.

As she undresses she catches her image in the mirror and can't help to wonder if she will fit in at this place, as well as the events that led her here. The add for the job said "...open minded employees sought for quaint out-of-the-way Bed and Breakfast...."; but one thing Vix wasn't was quaint. Her strait dark red hair was short cropped exept for the bangs which hung down about two inches below her chin complimenting her angled features and silver-grey eyes giving her an almost pixi-ish look. As for "open-minded" Vix certainly is that, she was just happy that Mrs. Scotts didn't mind the rock-a-billy style sleaves that run along her upperarms and shoulders. She steps into the shower and washes her worries away....

 

[TexasAngel28]

OOC

Okay everyone and anyone who wishes to be a guest may now feel free to jump in. I am waiting on a friend of mine who will be a guest to post. (Thor, that's you, darlin'.) But, if you feel like joining the crew, then now's the time to jump in with both feet so to speak. Keep in mind, the house has 4 bedrooms, so maybe you can couple up with someone you know and love *grin* or come alone and, since it's a B&B for swingers, we'll see what happens. Ciao.

 

[spazmodious]

Jack

After arriving "home" (it will probably take some time to get used to the B&B as being home for him) Jack noticed that Vix has been busy,the place was really looking good...and the pool was very tempting. "time for that later" he told himself as he went inside,got everything put away in the walk in cooler and started his prep work for the diner he had planned.
10 minutes later all was ready to start cooking except the lamb chops wich need to soak in the red wine a little longer,so he took a few minute to freshen up and change.
As he was walking toward to bathroom he passed Vix in the hall,
she was wearing her "maids" outfit that looked more like it came from a boutique than a uniform shop, it hugged curves he never remembered seeing on any maid he ever saw.
He asked her "are you ready for tonight?"

 

[CrazyWench]

Vix

Vix could see Jack comming up the hall so she leaned casually against one wall to make more room for him to pass by. <Theres a priceless look...> she thought to herself. Jack's expression seemed rather suprised; of course all he had ever seen her in were tank tops, cargo pants, steel toes, and who can forget the omnepresent tool belt. Today was the first time anyone but the uniform fitter had seen her in the tight light grey uniform.

"Yeah finally got all my prep done. Have you seen Mrs. Scotts? I need to check with her and see if there is anything else she wants me to get done." Vix replied.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

Thor (last name an almost unpronouncable Germanic thing) was curious - which is why he decided to take an old friend's invitation seriously and journey to the wilds of the upper peninsula (known as the UP) of Michigan. It seems his old friend had just opened up a 'special' B&B. Her teaser note did not give much information, but the name "Swingin B&B" was certainly interesting. Thor was a hedonist....and one of his more memorable encounters had been with Charlene.

Thor glanced in the full length mirror of his spacious bedroom. With a satisfied nod, he turned to the window and the view of Lake Michigan through the trees. What Thor had seen was a 60's male with silver hair, a lean body (about 180# on a 5'11" frame) under the slacks and blazer, and piercing blue eyes...the kind that could, on occasion, freeze the balls from a person standing on the Equator.

Thor carefully took off the jacket and proceeded to prop his feet up and read - at least until dinner and the mysterious activities that he was sure would take place in the Swingin B&B.

 

[TexasAngel28]

Charlene caught a whif of the food Jack was preparing in the kitchen. She grinned and nodded to herself as she headed form the stairs. Jack was one of the best cooks she knew and she couldn't wait to taste what he'd made for dinner tonight. But, before dinner, she wanted some time alone with her old friend who had already arrived.

It had always been a private joke between Charlene and Thor that whenever they were out together in public, they looked more like father and daughter than anything else. Charlene's funniest memory was of when Thor had taken her to a musical and, during intermission, they were down in the lobby getting a drink. Thor had leaned over to kiss her, very intimately, and there'd been an obvious sound of shock from the older lady behind them in line. Charlene chuckled quietly at that memory. She passed Jack and Vix and heard her question to Jack. She stopped and looked them both over.

"Well, you both look wonderful. As if I had any doubts at all. Jack, dinner smells divine. Vix, the only other thing I can think of for you to do would be to just make sure the side bar in the gathering room is well stocked for after dinner." She smiled at them both then turned and walked up the stair case. Thor's room was the first room on the right and she stopped just outside, knocking quietly on the door. "Thor, are you awake and dressed?"

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

...the light tap, tap on the door broke my reverie. The voice was familiar....."Thor, are you awake and dressed?".

Charlene and I had shared many moments together - and something told me that we would share several more. It had been about two years since I had seen her. She was widowed, but possessed a lust for life that was infectous. Besides, she told me that she and her late husband were into the 'lifestyle'. I suspect that Swingin B&B was a product of her very sensual mind. That time when she drizzled chocolate on her body........ahhh, but that memory is for another time.

"Come in lover, the door is open and I am both awake and dressed."

 

[spazmodious]

Jack

It suddenly occured to him that this might be as good a time as any to get to know this interesting young woman he would be working with, so he asked Vix "tell you what,if you feel the need to keep busy...you can help me with dinner and when thts done I will help you set up the bar. We realy have not had much of a chance to get to know each other and...(suddenly his mind went blank...like a kid picking up his prom date Jack had no idea what to say next)<"I really have to start thinking these things thruogh before I start talking"> he thought as his mind raced for something more to add.

But try as he might, the only thing his mind could come up with was <"I don't think I have ever seen eyes that color before">

Then in a moment of horror, he feared he might have said that out loud by mistake,so before Vix could answer(or see him blush) he quickly said something about having to check the lamb chops and made best possable speed to the kitchen.

 

[spazmodious]

Vix

Vix followed Jack into the kitchen. She couldn't help but be amused by his sudden change in demeaner twords her now that she wasn't covered in sawdust and satin finish paint splatters.

She quietly began washing the dishes from Jack's prep so that he would have a clearer space to work in. After about five minuets of uncomfortable silence Vix decided that it had to end...

"Do I make you nervouse? Normally I wouldn't interupt a chef while he is cooking, but you keep looking up at me like you want to say something." Just at that moment Vix realizes that she was holding a big knife when she was speaking. <CRAP!!! Not how I wanted that to seem!> She places the knife gently in the sink and sheepishly turns to face Jack again; and without hideing her embarrased laughter paraphrases herself, "Look.... *deep breath* what I'm trying to say is that I don't bite... <god he looks tasty> so don't be afraid to speak your peace." <I've so blown any chance I had with this guy.>

 

[TexasAngel28]

Charlene smiled at his words... "Come in lover, the door is open and I am both awake and dressed." She slowly pushed open the door and stepped inside the room, closing the door behind her. For a brief moment, she just looked at him. It really had been far to long since she'd last seen him. She smiled over at him softly as she leaned against the now closed... and locked... door.

"I don't think I realized until just now how much I missed you, darlin'," she said quietly, smoothing her hands over the short skirt she wore. She brushed a lock of hair out of her face then reached into the pocket of her skirt and held out a small box to him. "I picked this up for you when I was in Europe last month. I hope you like it..."

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

With a fluid, almost cat-like motion, I stood and let Charlene place the small box in my hand. Inside was an exquisite pin...the Arc 'de Triumphe on a pewter background. I was quite touched. In addition to an interlude of the most passionate sex, Charlene had touched a deep recess that few were allowed to visit. I hesitate to call it love, but the feelings ran deep.....

"Charlene, lover, you are, without doubt, the most beautiful vision that has ever graced the UP of Michigan." I bent my head, and kissed the back of her hand....in the most continental fashion. I held it longer than necessary.......enjoying the warm feeling that coursed through my body.

Holding her hand, I led her to the soft sofa that occupied one wall of the sumptous room. "Now, lover, sit with me - if you are not too busy - and tell me all about your plans for Swingin B&B."

 

[TexasAngel28]

Charlene was pleased that he liked his gift... a memento of times gone by. After he husband had died of a tragic illness two years ago, Thor had surprised her by taking her to Paris for two weeks. She smiled at the memories she had of those two weeks...

She smiled as he kissed her hand then followed him over to the sofa and sat close by him.

"Oh, I have many plans, darlin', not the least of which is to make this place the most talked about resort in the swingers community. I want swingers of all persuasions to feel as if they can come here, relax, and enjoy everything life has to offer them without feeling as if they are constantly being watched or judged." She leaned closer to him, slowly sliding her fingers along his jaw line and over his lips before kissing him softly. "I can't tell you how happy I am you came, Thor. It's been two years. I've really missed you." And that was the truth. Two years on her own... she'd sold her house back east and moved here, bought this house then spent about a fourth of what her late husband had left her to rebuild and restore the old house. She'd added the owners home out back, the stables and bought extra land when she bought the horses. It had taken two years for her dream to come true and she was finally living it. She was proud of herself for coming so far in two years. Oh, she missed her husband, never doubt it, but Thor had been a great help to her when her husband had been sick and dying and, other than Jack, he was one of the only friends she had left now and she was glad he'd come out to support her in her opening.

"Dinner won't be ready for at least a couple of hours and I don't know what is holding up our other guests. What would you like to do while we wait?"

 

[spazmodious]

Jack

ooc: you may have noticed that CrazyWench has posted using my SN, it seem I was the last one signed on and when she posted it posted as me before she cough it,to save her form having to retype the whole post we decided to leave it and make this explanation, hope it's not too confusing.
~Spaz~

ic:Jack

Jack could not understand why he was so suddenly tongue tied around Vix, he had
never been shy around women before, he tried to focus on fixing diner to cover his embarrassment,finally Vix broke the awkward silence.

"Do I make you nervous? Normally I wouldn't interrupt a chef while he is cooking, but you keep looking up at me like you want to say something."

It was true, he had turned to say something 5 or 6 times, but as soon as he did that he forgot what he was going to say, it was strange, he had never been shy around women before now...
With a slight laugh she spoke again.
"Look.... *deep breath* what I'm trying to say is that I don't bite... so don't be afraid to speak your peace."

He still could not think of anything to say,but knew he had to respond somehow before it got any worse...so he kissed her quickly before he could change his mind.
In a brief state of shock it seemed like their lips held for hours,he looked into those silver grey eyes wondering how she would respond...it was too late to take it back now, he hoped he did not just make a really big mistake.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

"Dinner won't be ready for at least a couple of hours and I don't know what is holding up our other guests. What would you like to do while we wait?"

Perceptive devil that I am, I can read body language....after all, living awhile should heighten ones' senses. When Charlene walked in, I noticed the equivalent of a 'do not disturb' sign - the slight click of the lock. I stood and walked to the rather nicely stocked small refrigerator in the corner. I selected a Chardonnay from the Russian River and removed the cork with a practiced motion.

Without a word, I poured the lovely amber liquid into two chilled glasses. As the sofa was positioned away from the wall, I walked around behind it and handed Charlene a glass from over the back. I clinked her glass with mine and whispered - my lips close to her ear - "Two hours is barely long enough, lover. The pin reminded me of the times in the City of Light.....remember the balcony of our apartment overlooking the Seine?"

As I waited for her reply, the fingers of my free hand brushed the bare skin of her lovely neck......

 

[TexasAngel28]

Charlene smiled sofly and shivered just a little at the feel of his fingers along her neck. She took a drink from the glass he'd given her and nodded slowly.

"Oh yes. I do remember that balcony." She tilted her head back to look up at him. "The view was nothing short of magnificent. And by moonlight, being so high above everyone else, there were so many possibilities. I seem to remember our second night, do you?" She smiled up at him again then stood and walked around the sofa to slide one hand up along his arm then rested her cheek against his chest. "We'd had dinner at that wonderful little restaurant in the Latin Quarter and then we'd walked back to the hotel. The elevator couldn't seem to move fast enough for either of us and when we got to our suite, the balcony door had been left open just a little and we could feel the breeze as we entered the room. You took my hand and led me to the balcony..." She looked up at him and took another drink from her glass while waiting to see if he would, indeed, remember that night so well.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

"We'd had dinner at that wonderful little restaurant in the Latin Quarter and then we'd walked back to the hotel. The elevator couldn't seem to move fast enough for either of us and when we got to our suite, the balcony door had been left open just a little and we could feel the breeze as we entered the room. You took my hand and led me to the balcony..."

My eyes no doubt became distant.....I surely did remember that night. Our sex was always good, but that night was special. She was looking out over the Seine, her back to me....the lights of the city sparkling off the water. I moved close behind her and kissed her on the nape of her neck. Charlene told me once that was one of the most erogenous places on her body. She melted back against me with a sigh when my hands slid up, over her tummy, and cupped both of her breasts in the palms of my hands. An electric shock ran through me when I realized (her nipples poking my palms were a clue) that she had slipped her bra off. The rest........a sensual memory of an entire night of lovemaking.

My answer was a silent one. My fingers tilted her chin up and my lips touched hers....softly at first, the taste of wine on her lips. I ran the tip of my tongue over her lips - teasing.

 

[CrazyWench]

Vix

Vix's knees almost give out underneath her. That was not the response she expected. She returns his kiss with heated ferver. Effortlessly Jack slides Vix into a seated position on the counter top.
"...boiling over..." Vix pants breathlessly.

"What?" responds Jack.

"Your pasta is boiling over."

Jack runs over to turn down the gas range. As he turns to face her she gives a flirtatious grin, "Maybe we should slow this down a bit."

 

[spazmodious]

Jack

<"well...if that isn't pulling a rabbit out of the hat?"> Jack thought to himself...he was pretty sure he had made an ass of himself.

He and Vix fell into a steady routine of cooking and flirting...(with the occasional..."break") and soon diner was simmering in the warmer...time to stock the bar.

Jack offered a hand to Vix,leading the way to the bar "no rest for the wicked * wink * one last task"

Vix followed him into the gathering room and slid behind the bar with a dancers grace,selected a bottle from the box under the bar and stood on her tip toes to place it on the top shelf behind the bar. "Jack,lend me a hand with this will you?" she asked in the same flirtatious manner they had been using while cooking.

Never one to pass up a good thing when he see's it, Jack steeped behind her, placed his hands on her hips...and lifted her up....

As she quickly placed the bottle, and he lowered her to the floor, her skirt snagged on his belt buckle, hiking it up around her waist .

Slipping his hand around from her hip to her crotch like a slowly slithering snake, he lightly traced a finger tip across her clit...while gently kissing her neck....her moan was music to his ears...

 

[CrazyWench]

Vix

After the last hour and a half of teasing Jack's finger on her clit felt electric. The feel of his chest against her back and his lips on her neck only adding to the intoxicating sensation.

She uses her right hand to gently guide his left hand from her hip to her breast. Then she reaches back and cradles his growing erection in her hand. His raspy moan makes her shudder with delight. Just then she notices their reflection in the mirror behind the bar... <...oh what a sight we make.>

 

[spazmodious]

Jack

Jack could tell right away that Vix was as worked up as he...with his left hand he rubbed her clit (slowly at first,then building speed as she responded by rocking her hips) his right hand she brought up to her breasts.
He used the mirror behind the bar to watch her face as he slowly and careful unbuttoned her dress and set her firm breasts and aroused nipples free.
He began rolling her nipple between thumb and forefinger as he started nibbling on her neck,her moans getting longer and louder.
She was stroking his cock through his slacks now and he pulled his hand away from her breast long enough to get his pants open and give her better access..
He could feel the tip of his cock rubbing along the crack of her ass as she stroked him and her pussy was getting so wet it was almost dripping.

 

[TexasAngel28]

My answer was a silent one. My fingers tilted her chin up and my lips touched hers....softly at first, the taste of wine on her lips. I ran the tip of my tongue over her lips - teasing.

I returned his ever so soft kiss, tasting the wine on his lips as he'd surely tasted it on mine. But there was more to this kiss than just wine... there was much history in that one, soft kiss and the teasing feel of his tongue running across my lips. I set my glass down and slowly slid the fingers of one hand down across the side of his face to this jaw even as I leaned in to kiss him, though not as softly as that first kiss had been. Passion had always come easily between Thor and I, and I had very little doubt this time would be any different especially since two years had passed since we'd last been alone with each other...

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

Charlene's kiss invoked memories of pleasure that seemed like it had happened yesterday....although over two years had intervened. Charlene and I meshed on levels that I knew...from my own experiences, were levels that rarely - if ever - were attained. Our lovemaking could be as intense as the hottest flame or as soft as the gentlest zephyr of summer.

The tip of my tongue slipped between her slightly parted lips and duelled with its mate. Our bodies melded gently together like they were designed by a master.

I broke our kiss and with what I am sure was a twinkle in my eye exclaimed "How about cleaning up for dinner?"

Her expression was one to behold.....until I gestured to the enormous bath and softly whispered "A shower would be just the tonic before dinner."

I had noted the huge and VERY luxurious shower enclosure that took up an entire corner of the bathroom.

 

[Original_Cyn2]

Veronica

Swinging an angry kick at the tail end of the Lexus, Veronica glances around her with distaste at the lush midwestern countryside. Trees, trees and more trees…oh yes, and let’s not forget the goddamn cows! Her car has chosen, for reasons of its own, to quit in the middle of nowhere.

Her anger gets the better of her she swings another well-aimed kick at the bumper and lets out a soft howl of dismay as the heel of her Italian leather shoe disintegrates beneath it. Jerked backward by the awkward angle of stance she lands on her butt in the dust and gravel on the side of road.

She glances down at herself, the long, lithe thighs enclosed in their silken stockings that, due to her graceless fall, are no longer covered by the mid length merino of her navy blue skirt. The soft swell of her hips and a lean swathe of flesh that peeks from beneath the hem of her tailored silk shirt shows a gritty, oily smear where her fingers must have touched. The full, rounded slopes of her breasts restrained evocatively beneath the fleeting scrap of silk that binds them and the full lustrous tumble of her rich sable hair falling over their proud, although dusty, display.

She slaps at a fly buzzing then landing on her cheek before looking at her hand, streaked with oil and dust. 'Undoubtedly,' her mind speaks to her in the clipped eastern syllables that have become her language in the last four years, 'it’s all over my face as well…what would anybody think….'

She pauses, listening to her own thoughts, the tone behind them and then breaks down into a laughter that comes close to the belly laughs of her Midwestern childhood. God! What a snob she’s become! At thirty-six years old she's become the epitome of what she hated as a child.

Picking herself out of the dirt, removing the ridiculous shoes she glances around again, wondering which direction to go.

“Here Roland,” she calls out to the golden retriever who has his nose pressed to the ditch on the other side of the road. She eyes the dog with new insight. Roland? Who the hell names a dog Roland? Well, except for that stiff, formal and oh so boring ex husband of hers.

Perhaps this brief sojourn back into the world of her childhood is something long overdue? She watches as the dog gambols across the road to her frolicking at her feet with his big happy grin.

“Which way…umm…Lolly?” partly to spite the brief reminder of her ex-husband and partly to usher in a new future, she shortens the dogs name, watching his tail wag in response and feels herself filling with a joy she hasn’t felt in years. Glancing around at the trees and yes, even the cows, she feels lighter and younger than she has in forever.