Unmasked

by Big Ed Magusson

“They want us to come.”

Dave looked up from his laptop and blinked.  He’d been too immersed in writing yet another report to do more than say hi when Jennifer had come home.  She’d met their friend Jen for dinner while he’d spent the evening in and tried furiously to catch up with work.  Or more precisely, not fall further behind.

“Come where?”

“To the swingers’ club.  We did say we’d help them find another couple to play with.”

Dave let out a small sigh.  He hit Control-S and closed the lid of his computer.  It looked like it was finally time to talk about the relationship between the couples.

It wasn’t that he and Jennifer hadn’t talked at all.  She’d wanted reassurances that he wasn’t upset or having second thoughts about him telling her to jack Will off over Labor Day.  He’d given them.  Repeatedly.  They’d also had a brief conversation about what had happened before—the women’s flashing games, the incidents over the Fourth of July.  Jennifer wanted to make sure he didn’t have any regrets, and Dave didn’t, though he didn’t know what he wanted to do in the future.

“Do you want to go?” he asked.

“I want to support Jen.”  She tilted her head.  “And Will.  And I think they need to do this.  But I don’t.”

“You don’t need to do this?”

She shook her head.  “Rob and I went once.  I didn’t like it.”

Her voice strained just enough to make Dave curl his lip.

“We watched a while,” she said.  “Then we left.”

“How about if we talk about it on the couch?”

She nodded and they adjourned to the sofa, where Jennifer cuddled into his side and let him wrap his arms around her.

“So what happened?” he asked.

“Nothing, that night. We watched a little, talked to some people, and I told Rob I didn’t feel comfortable.  None of those strangers were doing anything for me.  So we went home.  He wanted to go back, but when I said I didn’t want to, he suggested that maybe we try something with Jen and her boyfriend instead.”

“And that didn’t go well.”

“No.  It wasn’t too bad at first.  Of course, we talked about it ahead of time, Jen and I.  Both our guys wanted it, and we were both, well, I’m not sure ‘willing’ so much as ‘not opposed.’  Jen had already pretty much figured out she was an exhibitionist by then, though she wasn’t as refined in her ‘games’ as she is now.  She thought it’d be hot to put on a show for the guys and then get them involved.”

“A show?  Like the Fourth of July?” Dave’s gut churned a bit at the mixed memory.

“Nothing so elaborate.  We just stripped and posed.  Things got ugly before we did much with each other.”

“But you would have?”

“Sure.  We’d fooled around before.”

Dave tensed.  This was new news.

Jennifer sensed the change.  “We never did much.  Mostly just masturbating together.”

“She went down on you in Breckenridge.”

“Yes, we did that once before, but only the one time.  That’s how I learned I wasn’t bi.”

“But you don’t mind touching another woman.”

“No.  Not if she’s a friend.  But touching’s not the same.”

They fell silent for a moment.  Dave squeezed Jennifer slightly, which she returned.  He lightly caressed her back.

“So…,” he asked, his pulse beating with hesitancy, “what all have you and Jen done together?”

“It was before you came along.”

“I know.  But she’s a part of your life now.  Our life.”

“Does it matter?”

“No.  Not really.  I’m not going to be jealous or anything.  It’s just….”

“It’s just what?”

“You have been the most incredible girlfriend,” he said, “but there are times when it feels like you’ve got a mask on, around me.  That you’re hiding your true face.  And this is one of those times.”

Jennifer let out a long slow breath.  “Do you really want to know?”

“Yeah.”

“Even though you might get jealous?”

Dave paused.  Would he? Yeah, after Claire’s cheating, he knew that jealousy lived a little too close to the surface of his heart.  It didn’t want to be betrayed again.  But he hadn’t been jealous of Jennifer with Will…

“I think,” he said in measured tones, “that knowing is better than not.”

“That’s not always true.”

“Agreed.  But in this case, I know a little, and that means my imagination is filling in the rest.  Which can be both good and bad.  I suspect the reality is a lot tamer.”

Jennifer snorted.  “I’m sure it is.”

“So tell me.”

“Well… you know Jen and I met in college and became roommates our senior year.  We were good friends and spent many nights staying up late, drinking wine and talking.  Mostly about guys and our dating life, of course.”

Dave couldn’t help grinning.  “Which you still talk about.”

“Sometimes.  There’s not as much drama nowadays.  At least usually.”

“True.  But even this thing with Will and Jen isn’t unnecessary drama.  I remember too much of that in college.”

“So do I.  I’m so glad we’re past that.”  She gave Dave a squeeze.

“So you were telling me about you and Jen.”

“Ah.  Well, she’s always been a very sexual person.  Me too, of course, but she was more uninhibited.  One night I came home early from a date and found her and her boyfriend going at it in the living room.  She didn’t get embarrassed at all, but simply apologized and said they hadn’t expected me.  Then she took him into her bedroom and they went at it again.”

“What did you do?”

“Went into my room and put my headphones on.  Then turned the volume up.  Several times.”

Dave chuckled, as a host of memories flooded through.  “She can be loud.”

Jennifer smiled.  “She can.  I teased her about it the next day, but she just said that was the way she was.  She knew I didn’t have a problem with it.”

“Did you ever walk in on her again?”

“No.  I heard her a couple more times, but then she broke up with that boyfriend.  A week or two after that, I was up late studying and I heard her again, but I realized she was alone.  She was using a new vibrator she’d bought.”

“Heh.”

“I teased her about that, but again she wasn’t embarrassed.  She said I should try it and offered to loan it to me.”

“Did you take her up on it?”

“Not immediately, but eventually.  I was single and I’d never owned a sex toy before.  So a few nights later, when we were having wine and talking, I asked her what it felt like.  I had my first vibrator-induced orgasm later that night.”

“With Jen?”

“No.  In my room alone.  But she knew, of course.  And she heard me.  A few days later we went shopping and I got my own.”

Visions of the two women in a sex store danced through Dave’s imagination.  “That must have been interesting.”

“It was pretty boring, actually.  No different than buying an alarm clock, or lingerie.  We went to a pretty high end store that actually carried lingerie.”

“Oh.”

“What did get interesting was a few weeks later when we had another wine and conversation night.  We got to talking about guys, and then sex, and what we liked, and what we fantasized about.  We both drank a lot and were feeling really comfortable, because Jen decided she wanted an orgasm right then.  She hopped up to get her vibrator and for some reason I told her to bring it back—that we weren’t done talking.”

“Did she?”

“Of course.  She teased me about getting mine too and, well, to make a long story short, we ended up playing with our toys there together in the living room, watching each other and telling each other stories to keep us turned on.”

Dave’s blood pulsed.  His cock stiffened in his pants and he tried to keep his voice calm.

“And what happened then?” he asked.

“That night, not much else.  When we were both satiated, we went to bed.  Separately.  We did it again a few more times and then one night she asked if she could go down on me.  She was curious.  I said yes, and had a great orgasm.  I returned the favor, but didn’t enjoy it.”

“You didn’t?”

“No.  Like I said, that’s when I realized I wasn’t bi.  I just liked the energy of getting off together.  Kind of like when we were all together in Santa Fe.  It’s a lot hotter when you’re doing it with someone else.  Besides, we didn’t do much more.  A week later I met Rob, and Jen and I stopped our ‘wine and play’ nights.”

“Ah.”

“So when the swingers’ club didn’t work for Rob and me, we talked about getting with Jen.  I mentioned it to her and she liked the idea and we set it up.”

“And it went south.”

“Uh huh.”

“So what made it go bad?”

“Me kissing Mark.  Rob was getting a blowjob from Jen and Mark and I were just sitting there watching.  So we started kissing and he felt my breasts.  Rob flipped out.  But not before he’d come in Jen’s mouth.”

“Of course.” Dave squeezed her tight in reassurance. “He was definitely a bastard with a double standard.”

“It was worse than that.  He called me a slut and a cunt.  He did apologize a few days later, but our marriage never recovered.”

Dave let out a sigh of sympathy.  He felt badly for Jennifer in having had such a jerk of a husband, but then if she hadn’t, they wouldn’t have gotten together.

“So… as much as I like the games, particularly with Jen, I don’t want to go through that again.”

“Well, I’m not Rob.”

“I know.  But you have your own demons.”

Dave stiffened.  He knew he had scars and fears, but he’d worked quite a bit to overcome them during the past year.

Jennifer gave him a reassuring squeeze.  “And if you don’t want to go to the club with Jen and Will, we won’t go.”

“Why would I have a problem with going?”

“Because we’ll have to go in costume, too.  And letting Will admire me is one thing.  As are the flashing games where we pick what guys get to see and how much.  But this… there would be a lot of complete strangers looking at your girlfriend.”

Dave made a dismissive shrug. “So?”

“And a lot of them will want to do more than look.  That’s the point of the club after all.”

“Ah.  But we’re not going to.”

“No.  But I wasn’t going to do anything with Will at Labor Day, and then you changed the rules.”

Dave grimaced.  Yes, he’d changed the rules, but it had been the right thing to do.

“You know I love sex,” Jennifer said, “but I don’t love it more than I love you.  Or Jen.  Or Will.”

“I know.  But it’s good to hear, too.”

“So I want to support them.  But I don’t want to do anything that will hurt you.  Or us.”

“Neither do I.”

“So…?”

Dave sighed.  Jennifer didn’t push him further, so they just cuddled in silence while he collected his thoughts.

“We should go,” he said finally.  “We can watch, them or others.  No touching, though, unless we talk about it first.”

“So if you want to change the rules, we break away to talk first?”

“Yeah, that’ll work.”

“Good.  I’ll tell Jen we’re going.  And then we’ll work on costumes.  That’ll be fun.”

Dave shook his head and smiled.  “Somehow I suspect choosing costumes will be as much fun for you and Jen as actually going to the party.”

Jennifer smiled.  “You know us so well.”

Dave couldn’t help laughing.  Jennifer playfully slapped him on the arm and the seriousness of the long conversation dissipated.  They got up off the couch and Dave returned to his report.  That night, when Jennifer came to bed, she teased him with costume ideas until he was hard enough to make love.

The next day, Jennifer called Jen and the two women started to conspire.  When Jennifer’s laughter provoked Dave to ask what they were planning, she just smirked and shook her head before carrying the phone into the next room.

Two can play at that game, Dave mused.  He texted Will and suggested a ‘guys’ costume shopping trip’ for the next weekend.

Will was in good spirits when he picked Dave up that Saturday.  They were barely on the road to the adult boutique when Will just shook his head and chuckled.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” he said.

“I’m kind of surprised myself.”

“Yeah, after Breckenridge I thought I’d never agree to give playing with other people another shot.”

“I didn’t either.  What changed your mind?”

Will grinned.  “You did.”

“Huh?”

“When you were okay with Jennifer touching me.  I mean, given your scars from Claire’s cheating, that must’ve been hard.”

Dave shrugged.  It hadn’t been as hard as he’d thought it should’ve been, but he didn’t know how to explain it.

“So,” Will said, “I did a lot of thinking and decided I could handle it.”

“But is that really a decision?  You thought you could handle it in Breckenridge too.”

Will sighed.  “I didn’t know what to expect, then.  Now I do.  But you know, in hindsight, it wasn’t that bad.”

“What?  You were pretty freaked out.”

“Yeah, I know.  But I think it was because I expected to be freaked out.  Jen pointed out that I didn’t mind her going down on Jennifer, and she’s right.  There’s not much different in that and what she did with you.”

“Maybe.”

Will shrugged.  “I’m willing to give it another shot.  Jennifer was right.  Better to do something than continue talking it to death.”

Dave snorted. It certainly felt like they’d done more than enough talking lately.

Will pulled into the Adult Superstore.  “We’re here.  Let’s go find some costumes.”

Unfortunately, the selection turned out to be pretty poor.  After sorting the meager single rack, they selected two Chippendale’s dancer outfits.  Will joked that they should have gotten them in July, but Dave just shrugged it off.  They agreed that the women’s costumes were likely to be spectacular.

And they weren’t disappointed.  The night of the Halloween party, they all assembled at Jen’s place.  Dave and Will fidgeted in the living room while the ladies prepared upstairs.  When they came down, Dave couldn’t help but let out a long slow whistle.

Jennifer floated into the room in a green diaphanous gown and stockings, with a laurel wreath in her hair.  As she did a model’s spin, Dave noted that it was less a gown than a sideless tunic that exposed more than it really covered.

“A Greek Goddess,” he murmured.

Jennifer lit up in a smile.  “A fairy, actually, but I like your idea.”

“Ahem.” Jen preened in the doorway, her smile mischievous.

Dave couldn’t help but laugh when he looked closer.  He’d expected another fairy, but Jen’s rigid grey plates and horns couldn’t belong to anything other than a gargoyle.  A very sexy gargoyle, as, like Jennifer, the costume was notable for what it didn’t cover.  Plating covered Jen’s shoulders, with straps across her chest, like an old Roman gladiator’s.  She did have a thin bra on, but Dave was certain it was too flimsy to remain.  And below the waist… the costume was nothing more than a g-string and stockings.

Will smiled open-mouthed, his voyeur’s gaze firmly affixed.

“You like?” Jen asked.

“I love it,” Will said.  “I don’t know what inspired you, but this… this is incredible!”

“That’s because it’s different,” Jen said, her eyes twinkling.  “I guarantee I’ll be the only sexy gargoyle there tonight.”

“True, so true.”  Will stepped forward and pulled Jen into his arms.  “You’ll be the sexiest woman there!”

He kissed her hotly and they remained clenched until Dave cleared his throat.

“Shouldn’t we be going?” he said.

Jen and Will nodded.  They all collected their coats and headed out the door.

The conversation on the way to the club crackled with nervous energy.  Dave could sense the excitement and sublimated worry behind his friends’ words, even though no one spoke of their impending evening.  Will seemed as equally excited as Jen, which Dave took as a good sign.  Jennifer, meanwhile, remained silent and reassuringly held his hand.

The electricity of anticipation continued after they’d parked at the club and walked up to the door. In the small entryway, a woman dressed as a very sexy witch took their entrance fee and had them sign release forms.  Then a couple, dressed as a doctor and a nurse, if doctors and nurses were missing half their clothes, offered to give them the official tour.

Dave’s head swam as they walked through the club. Signing the release forms had moved this adventure from the hypothetical to very real.  It was more than fantasy now, and part of him struggled with the implications.

I’m a member of a swingers’ club, he thought.  True, it was only because they’d had to formally join in order to attend the party and he and Jennifer certainly had no plans to come back.

But still… it hadn’t been that long ago that the concept had been little more than an idle fantasy while reading porn.

But here he was.  And being here forced him to strip away any residual self-righteousness he might have had about not being one of those people.  Because now he was….

It didn’t help his preconceptions that the place was so… ordinary.  The dance floor and bar looked like just about any other dance floor and bar he’d seen.  The décor was tastefully done and the few nude paintings adorning the wall would have looked fine in a classy nightclub.  The hot tub room looked like any other hot tub.  It wasn’t until they went down the hall to the private party rooms that it really seemed like a sex club.

“Close the door if you want privacy,” their guide said as she ushered them into a small room.  It contained a vinyl-covered couch, a few chairs, and a few small end tables, with paper towels sitting on one.  The chairs were oriented not for conversation, but for watching anyone on the couch.

“Leave it open if you don’t mind people coming in.  But if you enter a room with an open door, ask before you do anything other than watch.”

Dave nodded, and he was sure the others did too, but he was too lost in his own thoughts to be sure.  How many people had had sex on that couch?  A hundred?  Five hundred?  Were there people who only came here once? How many were that?  And what would it be like to have sex with a woman he’d just met?

He had trouble wrapping his mind around that last thought.  It wasn’t that he hadn’t fooled around with a woman on a first date, but it had been a date, not a first meeting.  He’d never gone out with someone he hadn’t known for a while first.  The pattern had been: date, become exclusive, have sex, consider marriage.  Wasn’t that normal? It certainly wasn’t here.

Their guide led them back to the main bar and dance floor area.  As they did, Jennifer smiled at him and took his hand.  She squeezed it and cocked her head, inviting him to speak his mind.  He just smiled and shook his head.  He wasn’t quite ready to share the ideas bouncing in his brain.

Of course, they just bounced without coming to any conclusions.  Did it matter that they were formally club members? They were here to support Will and Jen, after all, and if formal membership was what it took, what was wrong with that?

He didn’t think it mattered that he’d never had sex with a woman he’d just met.  He was with Jennifer now, and he really didn’t want to have sex with other women.  He admitted to himself that the thought of another blowjob from Jen got him hard, but that was different.

Or was it?

Before he could answer that question, they arrived back at the bar.  Their guide introduced them to some people she thought they might like and slipped away.  Dave didn’t catch the new couple’s names, but it didn’t matter, because they soon excused themselves to meet others.   He found himself standing alone with his friends, feeling a tad disoriented.

The girls were chattering with nervous energy, Dave realized, which meant he wasn’t the only one feeling like a fish out of water.  He looked around and it didn’t help.  The costumes alone were mind-blowing—an incredibly sexy bride with bare breasts, another woman dressed like a devil who definitely inspired sinful thoughts, even two guys that made him laugh, as they were wearing orange construction jackets, thongs, and nothing else.  Undressed seemed more normal than dressed, and he realized belatedly that even Jen had shed her bra and was topless like most of the women.  But even in their nudity, most of the people seemed relaxed and like they were having a genuinely good time.

“Wild, huh?” Jen said.

“Definitely,” Will said.  “It’s like exhibitionism central.”

Dave chuckled, though the girls just rolled their eyes.

“Seriously,” Will said, “it’s like everyone here is showing off.  It’s a dozen Jen clones.”  He paused.  “Except not as beautiful.”

“Nice save,” Jen said as she beamed at her boyfriend.

Jennifer squeezed Dave’s hand.  “You okay?” she whispered.

He nodded his head.  “Just taking it all in.”

The bartender came by and they ordered drinks.  Dave almost coughed when he realized how strong his rum and coke was.  Meanwhile, Jen and Will were discreetly talking about the various couples in the room—who looked fun and who might be approachable.  Jennifer just continued to hold Dave’s hand tight and nestle into his side.  He took another sip and almost coughed again.

He bent his head to talk quietly to Jennifer.  “I wonder how many people here are going to be drunk before the evening’s out.”

She smiled.  “Or how many will have to get drunk to do anything.”

Dave nodded.  It wasn’t too hard to imagine inhibitions here.  He certainly had them.

And he wasn’t the only one, he realized.  When he looked closer, he noticed that some couples were hanging back by themselves, much like the four of them were.

Just because you’re willing to have sex with a stranger doesn’t mean you’re ready to approach them, he mused.

He wondered what it would take for Jen and Will to approach someone, being newbies.  He wasn’t sure he could.

But it didn’t matter, because he realized another couple was coming their way.  They were dressed as devils—her bare-breasted, and him with a rather large codpiece jutting out.

“I love your costume,” the woman purred to Jen.  “A gargoyle?”

“Why, yes,” Jen said.

“Very original,” the woman said.  “I particularly like the way the straps call attention to your breasts.  They frame them like a work of art.”

Dave almost blushed, but exhibitionistic Jen just grinned.

“That’s why I picked it,” she said.

“Good choice.”  The woman gestured to her companion.  “This is my husband Ken,” she said, “and I’m Barbara.  Are you new here?”

“First time for my husband and I,” Jen said.  She introduced the rest of their little group.  “Jennifer’s been here once before, but she didn’t enjoy it.”

“Oh?” Barbara asked with a raised eyebrow.

“It was a problem with my partner at the time,” Jennifer said.

“But you came back?” Barbara asked.

“We’re just here to watch,” Dave said, “and support our friends.”

Barbara nodded.  “It’s good to have supportive friends.”

“We’ve made some of our best friends though the Lifestyle,” Ken said.

“Mmmm hmmm,” Barbara added.  “In fact, we’re hoping to see some friends later tonight, when the partying really gets started.”

“Uh… how late is that?” Dave asked.

“Around midnight,” Barbara said, “but there’s usually people who get started in the back rooms before then.  It’s whatever works for you.”

“Oh, good,” Jen said.  “I’m not sure I can sit around and wait until midnight.”

Barbara laughed.  “Ah, the nervous excitement of newcomers!  I remember it well.”  She focused in on Jen.  “So… have you thought about exactly what you want for your first time?”

“Some…,” Jen said.

Someone turned up the music playing in the room.  Jen stepped in a little closer to continue her conversation with Barbara, but Dave could no longer make out their words.  Instead, he settled back to watch some of the couples that had moved out to the middle of the room to dance.

One couple seemed to be doing a traditional jitterbug or two-step.  She was topless and her large breasts bounced with the music.  Her partner didn’t seem to notice as he jammed out to the music.  Next to them, a couple in mismatched costumes—she was a cat, he was a magician—held each other tight and ground their pelvises together while they kissed.  She straddled his thigh, with only a thin g-string between her and his silk pants.  One of her hands thrust down between them out of sight, but Dave was sure he knew where it was.

Dirty dancing has an entirely different meaning when they’re half naked, he mused.

He glanced around and quickly spotted another couple making out at a table near the floor.  Her magician’s assistant costume had come off her shoulder, leaving her breast exposed under his hands.  Or paws, really, since he was still in a dog costume which included furry gloves.  Dave’s eyes flipped from them to the couple on the dance floor and he couldn’t help shaking his head and grinning.

You’re in a swingers’ club, he thought.  Of course they’re not with their partners!

Jennifer nudged him out of his thoughts.  He bent down so she wouldn’t have to shout.

“Barbara has suggested going to a private room,” she said.  “Do you want to go and watch?”

Dave’s gut twinged, but then he nodded.  “If Will and Jen want us there, we should go.”

Jennifer smiled and squeezed his hand.

The two of them fell a few steps behind the others as they made their way down the hall. Barbara and Jen chatted and laughed up front as if they were old friends.  The amiable atmosphere lasted until they’d entered a private room and closed the door.  Then, a pregnant silence seemed to fall.  Dave and Jennifer settled into some chairs opposite the couch while the others stood in the middle of the room.  Will watched Jen.  Jen’s eyes were on Barbara, who gave a reassuring smile in return.  Ken stood off to the side, slowly stripping off his costume.

“So…,” Jen asked after taking a deep breath, “what now?”

Barbara replied by stepping forward and kissing her.  Jen wrapped her arms around the brunette and returned the kiss.  A moment later, Ken stepped forward and started caressing Jen’s back and shoulders while Barbara’s hands found their way to her breasts.  When they broke the kiss, Barbara pulled back and turned to Will.

“We wouldn’t want you to be left out,” she said.

Barbara reached out and put her hands around his neck and pulled him down until their lips met.  Will stiffened, but then seemed to relax when he saw Ken and Jen caressing and feathering each other with kisses.

Dave turned to Jennifer.  Amusement danced in her eyes.  He let out a deep breath and felt himself relaxing.  She took his hand and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

He didn’t need it, he realized.  Somehow he already knew things would be all right.  He settled back to watch the show.

Barbara knelt before Will.  She looked up at his face and licked her lips as she unbuttoned his pants.  Once she’d eased them to the floor, she wrapped her fingers around his hard cock and lightly kissed the tip.  Will smiled and closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, Ken and Jen had moved to the couch.  Both nude, they continued to kiss while she stroked his cock and he fondled her breasts.  After a few minutes, he slid to the floor and pushed her thighs apart.  Then he kissed his way up one thigh until he reached her pussy.

Jennifer squeezed Dave’s hand.  He glanced quickly at her, and they shared a fleeting smile.  Then Dave returned his gaze to their friends.

Jen and Will seemed to be sharing a similar smile of connection as their partners pleasured them.  Dave let out a sigh of relief.  If Will was going to be jealous, now would be the time.

Instead, Will gently pulled Barbara to her feet, gave her a kiss and led her over to the couch where he sat her down next to Jen.  He gave his girlfriend a quick kiss before kneeling before his new partner and lifting her legs over his shoulder.  The two women clasped hands as the men proceeded to lick and caress and suck.

“I loved that when we were in Santa Fe,” Jennifer murmured to Dave.  “Holding her hand while you pleasured me.”

Dave nodded.

Barbara moaned, loud and throaty.  She arched her back and closed her eyes.  Her free hand found the back of Will’s head and pulled him tight.  He shifted his weight, but didn’t stop.  She practically purred as she squirmed under his tongue.

Jen, meanwhile, was smiling, but that was about it.  Ken’s ministrations weren’t preventing her from watching Will and Barbara or even looking over at Dave and Jennifer.  When their eyes met, her smile widened and warmed, which lead Dave to squeeze Jennifer’s hand.

“I love you,” he murmured.

Jennifer smiled and squeezed his hand in return.  Then she slid her hand to his thigh.  “Would you like…?”

Dave chuckled and rolled his eyes.  When he nodded, Jennifer moved her hand to his bulge.  With a little work, they unbuckled and lowered his pants.  As Jennifer stroked him, they turned back to the scene in front of them.

Barbara gasped and arched her back.  She clutched at Will’s head as she shuddered and came.  He eased back and glanced up at her before looking at Jen.  She beamed at him in return.

“She doesn’t look jealous,” Dave murmured.

Jennifer nodded in agreement.

Ken had continued licking Jen, but he seemed almost ignored as she focused on Will.  As Barbara caught her breath, she noticed.

“C’mon, Ken,” she said, “do you need pointers again?”

Ken sat back on his haunches and glared at her. “I’m doing just fine, thank you.”

Barbara snorted and slid off the couch.  She knelt next to Ken and pushed him aside.  “You better let me.”

Ken grumbled and moved onto the couch next to Jen. Will pulled himself into the same spot on her other side.

“Sorry, sweetie,” Barbara said to Jen, “my hubby doesn’t take the time to practice much.”

“It’s not like you let me,” Ken said.

She shot him a dark look and Ken fell silent.  Then she turned a sunny smile on Jen. “May I?”

Jen nodded, her eyes wide.  Dave couldn’t read her emotions—pleasure, anticipation, surprise, bewilderment?

It didn’t matter.  Barbara lowered her head and ran her tongue lightly from Jen’s asshole all the way to her pubic mound.  She pulled her hair out of the way and shot her husband another serious look.  Then, as if this was classroom demonstration, she put on a show of orally pleasuring Jen.

Will slid an arm around his girlfriend and kissed Jen on her neck.  She turned and their lips met.  Soon they were passionately making out.  Jen made a few small jerks as Barbara hit particularly pleasurable spots.  She sighed and let out small whimpers.

Ken placed his hand lightly on Jen’s torso, just under her breast.  When she didn’t object, he slid it up until he cupped her breast.  She placed a hand on top of his and guided his fingers as he caressed her.

It didn’t take long, under the combined ministrations of the three of them, for Jen to gasp and moan. She shuddered and jerked, but Barbara held her hips fast. Ken leaned over and took her nipple into his mouth as Will cupped one hand around her neck while they kissed.  Barbara slid one hand under Jen’s buttocks and let her hair fall down, obscuring the view.

Dave looked at Jennifer.  Her eyes held the familiar glaze of appreciation and arousal that he was sure filled his own.  He turned back to watch their friends.

Jen’s chest rose and fell as she moaned and writhed.  Ken continued to suckle and play with her breasts while she kissed Will and he stroked her face.  Barbara licked and kissed and slid a finger into Jen as well.  She stroked her lightly and then fastened her lips around Jen’s clit once more.

Jen shrieked and jerked and came.

“That looked like a big one,” Dave whispered to Jennifer.

“Mmmm hmmm.  I’m almost jealous.”

Dave chuckled.  He was almost jealous, and his girlfriend was even playing with him while they watched.  Which wasn’t entirely fair…. He slid one hand onto her thigh and, after her smile, slid it toward her own equally wet crotch.

Meanwhile, Will held Jen close as they murmured together, too quietly to hear.  From the way they both beamed, they were happy murmurs.

However, Barbara had leaned back and sat with her hands on her fist, smirking at Ken.  He scowled back.  Whatever was silently passing between them was clearly ruining the mood for him, judging by his soft penis flopping against his thigh.

A cell phone rang.

Dave looked around, trying to determine where it was coming from, but Barbara was already reaching for her bag.  She quickly extracted it, shot the others a quick smile, and then turned and answered it.

“Midge!” she cried, “you made it!”  She paused for a moment.  “Yeah, we’re in back, playing with a new couple while their friends watch.”

Her eyes darted to Jen and Will and she smiled.

“Sure, sure!”  Barbara said into the phone.  “Uh, huh.  Uh, huh.”  She walked over to where she’d discarded her costume and gestured to her husband to join her.

“Be right there!”  Then she hung up the phone.

“Our friends are with a new couple,” she announced.  “They’re not quite ready to come back, so we’re going to go meet them.  Want to join us?”

Will and Jen shared a silent look and then they both shook their heads.

“Well, if you change your mind,” Barbara said with a smile, “let us know.”

Barbara and Ken scooped up the rest of their clothes.  She loaded them onto him and they waved at the door before departing.

Will eased off the couch, went over to the door and closed it.

Dave nodded. A closed door means don’t disturb. He waited for Will to get settled on the couch again.  Jen nestled into his side.

“So?” Jennifer asked.

“Well, on the positive side I didn’t get jealous,” Will said.

“You didn’t enjoy yourself?” Jen asked, her eyes wide with concern.

“It was okay,” Will said to her.  “I mean, what’s not to like about a blowjob?  But honestly the only part I enjoyed was kissing you while they played with you.”

Jen swallowed.  “Oh.”

“That did look like fun,” Jennifer said.  “We both enjoyed watching you be the center of attention.”

“We did,” Dave added.  “I know you weren’t trying to show off, but it was a great show.”

Jen blushed a little and snuggled closer to Will.  He protectively wrapped his arm around her.

“So you’re both okay?” Jennifer asked.

Jen and Will exchanged a look and then nodded.

“No jealousy,” Will said.

“No jealousy,” Jen echoed.

“So this was a good thing,” Dave said.

Will looked pained.  “Yes… and no.  I mean, I’m glad we did it, but I don’t think I want to do anything with those two again.”

Jen nodded. “I didn’t like the way she talked to him.”

“They were kind of pushy,” Will said.

“There are plenty of other couples here,” Jennifer said.

“But how many of them are going to be like Barbara?” Will asked.

“You won’t know until you go back out there,” Jennifer replied.

Will grimaced.  Jen took his hand and squeezed.

“So what do you want?” Dave asked.

Will bit his lip. His eyes darted to Jennifer and then he looked down.

Dave’s chest tightened.  Jennifer squeezed his hand.  He reminded himself to breathe.

Without looking up, Will muttered, “I want Jen to be happy.”

“We know,” Jennifer said gently, “but what do you want for yourself?”

He shook his head hard.

Dave sighed.  He knows what he wants.  He’s just not willing to ask for the blowjob he never got from Jennifer. He looked at Jennifer.  Her face was still and controlled, which meant he knew she was thinking the same thing.

Jen caressed Will’s thigh.  “Would you like me to take care of you?”

When Will didn’t object, Jen slid to the floor in front of him.  He closed his eyes and she stroked his cock hard and then began to suck him.

Dave’s eyes wandered over Jen’s nude backside.  He couldn’t see more than the back of her head as she licked her boyfriend, but his imagination, and his memory, filled in the details.

He sighed.  Will’s brother Austin’s words from Labor Day came back to them.  This involves all four of you.

He looked at his own girlfriend.  Jennifer smiled back—she was watching him as much as the other couple.  He turned back to the sight in front of him.

He was surprised that Will hadn’t been jealous of Ken playing with Jen.  Maybe Labor Day had made a difference.  Maybe all the talking that they’d done over the past couple of months had helped.  Whatever it was, Will seemed to be on the upswing.  It was surely just a matter of time before Jen’s flashing games returned, with perhaps the occasional foray into ‘more.’

Dave smiled.  He missed Jen’s saucy playfulness.  It’d be good for her to be back to her old teasing self.  Even if he was the one being teased.

That thought caught him for a moment.  Do I really want Jen teasing and flashing me? He was with Jennifer, after all.  And he loved her deeply and passionately.

He turned to his girlfriend again.  She smiled back, warm and comforting. He leaned in and they exchanged a quick but fiery kiss.

Yes, I love her.  Play with Jen is just that—play.  Jennifer is the one I truly want.

But so did Will.  Sexually, at least.  Which caused an involuntary tension through his body.

But why? He knew Will wouldn’t leave Jen for Jennifer, and Will wouldn’t try to take Jennifer away from him.

And Jennifer wouldn’t allow it, he realized.  She had her own scars from Rob and as much as she might want to fool around with Will, she wasn’t going to take any risks that Dave would blow up.

Dave let out a relaxing breath.  He’d always known that, intellectually.  But it never hurt to remind himself.

He looked over at his girlfriend.  Her eyes were alight as she watched their friends.  She’d stopped stroking him, as her attention was all on the sight in front of her.  Under her costume, her nipples were hard.

But did Jennifer want to play with Will?

She’d never ever said so, and Dave was sure that if he asked, she’d protest disinterest.  But was that just a mask?

Jennifer continued to watch their friends.  He let his gaze follow hers and smiled.  Ever the exhibitionist, Jen had shifted her stance.  She’s spread her knees apart and thrust her ass back, which exposed her pussy to him and Jennifer.  As he watched, Jen slid a finger back between her lower lips and gave her clit a quick caress before returning both hands to Will’s cock.

Dave’s cock twitched and his pulse skipped up a notch.

Jen did it again.  Her middle finger slid up one thigh, then parted her labia and slid up to the top.  She wiggled the tip on her clit, and then the hand disappeared.  She didn’t look back, but Dave immediately knew this blowjob was for more than Will.  He squeezed Jennifer’s hand and turned to her.

“She’s having fun,” he said, his voice low.

Jennifer grinned past half-lidded eyes.  “It looks like it.”

“You want to join her?”

Jennifer’s eyebrows shot up.

“I want to watch the two of you side by side, in that pose,” Dave explained.  “It’d be really hot.”

“But….”

Dave squeezed Jennifer’s hand and looked her right in the eyes.  “It’s okay.  You can play with Will.  Suck him even.  As long as I can watch.”

She looked at him, wary.

He smiled.  “I guess I’m more of a voyeur than I realized.  I loved watching you three on Labor Day and I want to watch you now.  Especially if you pose like her.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s hot,” he said, “and more, of course.  We can talk about it later.  But I want this.”

“I don’t know….”

“I’m not Rob,” Dave said emphatically.  “And anything we do with Will and Jen will be reserved for special occasions, okay?  This is one of them.”

“Are you sure?”

He smiled and nodded.  Then he withdrew his hand from hers and gestured toward their friends.  “If you don’t want to play with Will, that’s okay.  I just want to see your gorgeous body posed like that.”

Jennifer started to rise, but then paused.

“I love you,” he said.  “Let me see you at your sexiest.”

Jennifer snorted but stood.  Still smiling at Dave, she shed her costume and strode over to their friends.  She sank to her knees next to Jen, who sat back so they could confer quietly.  Will leaned forward to listen.  Then all three turned to look at Dave.

“Are you sure?” Will asked.

“I’m sure,” Dave said.  “I want to watch. That’s all.”

Will slid his legs together so Jen and Jennifer could kneel to each side of him.  They knelt like Jen had before, with thighs spread and ass pushed out, exposing their pussies to Dave’s view.  While the angle wasn’t quite ideal, he could see their faces as well.

Dave sighed a happy sigh.

Jen slid Will’s cock back into her mouth.  Jennifer just looked back at Dave and smiled.

Fully erect, Dave started stroking himself.

The women soon did the same.  Jen’s fingers dipped down between her own thighs, like she’d done before.  Jennifer braced her weight against Will’s thigh so she could keep her fingers dancing on her clit.  She slid one digit inside and then brought it to her mouth and sucked the juices off.

Jen’s eyes lit up.

Jennifer did it again—slowly sliding a finger in and out of herself, but this time when she brought it up, toward her mouth, Jen let Will’s cock slip from her lips.  Her eyes flicked to her friend.

So Jennifer held her finger out and let Jen suckle.

Will’s cock flopped against his torso as Jen let go of it.  The girls shared a giggle and pulled apart a bit.  Jen wrapped her hand around the base of Will’s cock and pulled it between the ladies.

They looked back at Dave.

He took a deep breath.  The pounding blood coursing through his body and own cock made it clear what his choice would be.

He nodded.

In a coordinated move the two redheads stuck their tongues out and flicked them against Will’s cock.  He groaned and they did it again, but with longer licks.  Then the women moved their heads together and began to kiss, lick, and suck in tandem.

Dave let out his own groan.

He watched for a while and slowly stroked his cock.  His eyes danced from Jen’s pussy to Jennifer’s to the backs of their heads bobbing in Will’s crotch.  He glanced once at Will’s face, but Will’s eyes were locked downward, watching the ladies.  His glazed expression was pure pleasure.

Dave realized his expression was at well.  The voyeur’s trance, he thought.  Almost as pleasurable as sex itself.

Almost.

With a start, Dave realized what he needed to do.  He stumbled to his feet and crossed the room to his friends.  Then he sank to his knees behind Jennifer.

The women glanced back, but Jennifer just smiled before turning back to sucking Will.  With her free hand, she reached back and parted her labia.

Dave lined his cock up with her opening and then slid inside.

He sucked in his breath.  Jennifer was soaking wet and slippery.  He sank all the way in with ease.  He closed his eyes and savored the sensations for a moment.

Someone pressed into his side.  He opened his eyes and turned to see Jen smiling.  She’d risen up on her knees and leaned into him.  Her breast pushed into his arm.

“You okay?” she asked.

Dave nodded.  He looked forward where Jennifer bobbed her head on Will’s cock. He didn’t break his own rhythm in the process.

Jen ran her hand over Dave’s back.  They shared another smile.

Will groaned.  Jen slid onto the couch next to him and started kissing him.  Jennifer feathered her own kisses down his shaft and then back up again.  Will fondled Jen’s breasts as his breathing grew more labored.

Dave held onto Jennifer’s hips and thrust harder and faster.

With a loud cry, Will came.  Jennifer paused, but didn’t remove her mouth until he’d collapsed back, spent.

Jen slid off the couch and approached Dave, a devilish glint in her eye.

He shook his head and pointed his chin toward Jennifer.  “Play with her clit.”

Jen smiled and dropped to her knees.  She reached under her friend, who now rested her head on Will’s thighs.

With the additional stimulation, it didn’t take long for Jennifer to shudder and shriek into her own orgasm.  Her pussy clenched Dave, which pushed him over the edge.  Lightning flashed up his spine and he nearly blacked out as the pleasure took him.

Dave pulled out and collapsed to the side.  Jennifer cuddled into him while they caught their breath.  She turned to him, her eyes radiant.

He kissed her.  “I love you,” he murmured.

“I love you too.”

He lightly caressed her shoulder and kissed her again.  She nestled into the crook of his arm.  He glanced at their friends, who’d taken a similar cuddled position on the couch.

All was good.

At least in the room.  A clatter of angry voices arose from the hall outside.  Some argument they couldn’t quite make out.

Dave looked at Will.  “Ready to go back to the party?”

Will turned to Jen.  She shook her head.

“Let’s go home,” she said.

The clamor turned to shouting.  With a sigh, Dave slid out from under Jennifer.  They all dressed quietly, grabbed the things they didn’t wear, and left.  With little effort, they slid past the arguing couples in the hall, bypassed the party on the dance floor now in full swing, and headed for the car.

Dave held Jennifer’s hand whenever he could.

For most of the drive, no one spoke.  Reassuring smiles were shared, along with silent questions and answers.

“That wasn’t what I expected,” Will finally said.

“But it was okay.” Jen said, though her tone hinted that might be as much a question as a statement.

“And you’re okay?” Jennifer asked Dave.

He grinned.  “I’m fine.  I had fun.  A lot of fun.”

Her return smile seemed to light up the car.

“I did too,” Will said.

“Me too,” Jen said, “especially after Barbara and Ken left.”

“Really?” Jennifer asked.

“Mmm hmm.  I mean, what she did to me was incredible, but that was just physical.  With you guys….”

She fell silent.   The quiet stretched for a heartbeat.

“It felt right,” Dave said.  “It felt good, but most of all it felt right.”

“It did.” Jennifer said.

“So what now?” Will asked.

“We go home,” Dave said, “and I take Jennifer into your guest room and show her how much I love her.”

“I mean between us.”

“I don’t know,” Dave said.  “Let’s give it a couple of days and talk about it then.”

The women nodded in agreement.

“Okay,” Will said.  “Later.  But… thanks.  I’m glad you came.”

Jennifer squeezed Dave’s hand and he couldn’t help smiling.  To his surprise, he felt relaxed and loose and happy.

And very, very much in love.  He leaned over and kissed Jennifer.

“I’m glad we did too,” he said.  “I really am.”

The happy silence that followed lasted all the way home.

Author’s Notes