“Okay,” Kevin said, unwilling to argue. “Who are you thinking of inviting?”
“Well, Tom and Tanya, Don and Denise, Gary and Gloria, to start.”
“Doesn’t sound too heavy a guest list.”
“Well, those are the ones I thought of at first blush. I’m sure we can come up with others.”
The sun beamed through the small kitchen window and cast rhombic squares of light on the list that Karla generated in her neat, feminine hand. She sipped at her coffee, checking the contact list on her phone.
“Jeremy and Jasmine,” she intoned. She smiled at that thought. Jeremy was a lanky, six-foot two, blond, landscape architect. His work with stones made his hands rough. Jasmine was a delicate, beauty with short black hair and dark eyes. She emphasized her Goth look by wearing mostly black outfits, black wristbands, painting her nails dark, and using very dark eyeliner. Her lips were full and painted dark red. The pair looked like opposites, but Karla knew they were devoted to each other.
Her targets for the evening were Tom and Tanya. Tom could have been a double for his namesake, Tom Hanks, as he had appeared in the 1990s. Karla counted Tanya as one of her best friends. They shared everything. Tanya was aware of Karla’s proclivities when it came to her escapades in extra-marital sex. She expressed her envy of Karla’s daring and Kevin’s acquiescence and assent. Stunningly blonde with an amazing figure, Tanya was nearly six-feet tall. She wore the highest heels in which she could maneuver. Unlike other tall girls Karla knew, Tanya had none of the sloped-shoulder stoop that afflicted them. Tanya accentuated and gloried in her height.
Just reading Tom and Tanya on her guest list made Karla tingle. She couldn’t resist dialing her friend. She checked the clock to make sure she wouldn’t be interrupting anything. At 1:30 in the afternoon, she decided, Tanya would be available to chat.
“Hello, gorgeous,” Tanya’s voice came through the Bluetooth.
“Aren’t you sweet?” Karla replied. “How’s tall, lanky, and stunning this afternoon.”
“Good. What’s up?”
“Am I interrupting anything?”
“Not really. Doing laundry. Got myself off during the spin cycle, so I’m pretty mellow.”
“No you didn’t,” Karla challenged.
“I did,” Tanya confirmed. “Got to do something to make up for Tom’s indifference lately.”
“You remember what I offered?”
“I remember.”
“Kevin and I are putting together a holiday party, probably in early December. I was making up the guest list. You and Tom are on it, so I thought I’d call.”
“So you think your plan would break us out of our rut?”
“Honey, it’s worked for me. You know I love Kevin to death. Fact is, though, since we started our little escapades he hasn’t been able to get enough.”
“What about you? How are you feeling about it?”
“Let’s just say that I haven’t found anything that kindles my fires like the feel of a strange cock. Not every time has been glorious, but good enough to keep Kevin and me interested in each other.”
“So that’s what this is all about?”
“It’s a delightful by-product. Initially, it was Kevin’s idea. But now that we’ve done it, I’ve become the driving force, you know? I’d be really disappointed if he made me stop.”
“Well, if it works for you, I’m glad.”
“So you haven’t talked to Tom about the possibility?”
“Yeah. No, I haven’t. ‘Tom, darling. Do you think it would excite you to see me fucked by some guy?’ No, I don’t think he’d react real well to that.”
“Well, duh! You can’t do it like that. The reason it worked for Kevin and me is because he suggested it. I don’t know if he knew I wanted to get laid like that, but after a little phony resistance from me, we’re great guns.”
“I don’t think I can plant that idea in his head without him getting suspicious.”
“How about the ‘Do me a favor’ angle.”
“’Do me a favor and screw Karla for me?’ Is that what you mean?”
“Like we talked about, yes. Then, you’re free to seduce Kevin.”
“The only problem is, what if Kevin declines?”
Karla laughed. “Honey, he’ll do what I ask him. I’ll beg him to do you. He won’t decline.”
“What about Tom, though? What if he goes ballistic?”
“I’ll take care of Tom; whisper sweet nothings in his ear like, ‘It’s only fair, darling. You’re fucking me.’ I’ll keep him in line. Once he sees you with Kevin, he’s going to want you. He’s going to crave you. I promise.”
“You sure you want to do this?”
Karla laughed again. “What is it with you and Kevin? Both of you asking me if I really want to do this. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be setting it up.”
“Are you going to tell Kevin beforehand?”
“Nope. It’s going to come as a surprise. But, I do know this. He’s crazy about you. It’s like a teenage crush. Nothing will make him happier than the four of us going out somewhere afterwards with you on his arm.”
“So we’re not going to do this once and then quit?”
“I doubt that. I mean, I’m sure I’m going to want to do Tom on a regular basis. You think you’ll want to continue with Kevin?”
“Unless he really sucks at it.”
“Take my word for it, he’s great. So, if you want it, and I want it, and I know Kevin will, the only question is Tom. You think Tom will want to fuck me more than once?”
“Probably so. Yeah. Once he crosses that first threshold, I’d say he’d be all in.”
“Is that going to bother you?”
“Oh, hell no! We’re not stealing them from each other, just enjoying them on the odd occasion, right?”
“Absolutely.”
“Sounds like a plan. Makes me wet to think about it. I’m going to have to do another load of laundry.”
Six couples confirmed attendance at the holiday party to be hosted by Kevin and Karla. Karla described it as an intimate little get together. Only she and Tanya knew how intimate.
They began arriving at seven on the Friday evening of the event. Karla and Tanya had worked together to set things up, supervising the caterers, and making sure the bar was stocked. Tanya finally left at five-thirty to clean up, change, collect Tom, and return. The invitations had firmly stated “No Gift Exchange Planned”. It was simply an opportunity to socialize around the holiday season.
The evening was festive. Twinkling lights and traditional music created an ambience of mature expectation. Karla insisted that Kevin dance with her in the cleared area to encourage the other couples to do the same. Soon, the floor was full of dancing pairs. Karla managed to slide into Tom’s arms as an orchestral version of “Let It Snow” began, and held him close, enjoying the sensation of pressing herself into him and feeling his involuntary reaction. She pulled her head back and looked into his eyes.
“Enjoying yourself?” she asked easily.
“I am,” he nodded. “This is lovely.”
She pulled him close and whispered in his ear. “You and Tanya are so dear to us. Thank you for being here.” She emphasized her point by rocking her hips forward and feeling the swelling in his trousers.
“You’re going to embarrass me,” he protested softly.
“Uh-uh,” she denied. “You don’t know how good it makes me feel to know I can still arouse a man. Besides, I hope it’s a natural reaction.”
Tom chuckled. “Well, you’re soft and warm, and you smell fantastic.”
She pulled her head back to look at him, her eyes glistening with excitement. “I would so love to kiss you right now,” she whispered. “But I doubt the others would understand.”
“Best to attempt some level of decorum,” he replied with a grin. “But I’ll be looking forward to a lovely goodnight kiss.”
“Hmmm,” she hummed, pressing back into him so he couldn’t see the devilish smile she was unable to restrain.
Karla’s eyes scanned the room and caught sight of Kevin dancing with Jasmine. He had his hands at her waist, but Jasmine had wrapped her arms around his neck. Her darkly-painted fingers were rubbing the hairline around Kevin’s ears. Karla saw Jeremy, Jasmine’s husband stiffly dancing with the much taller Tanya.
“As much as I hate to do this,” she whispered in Tom’s ear, “I need you to rescue Kevin. Would you cut in and dance with Jasmine while I reclaim my husband from the Goth destroyer.”
“Certainly,” Tom replied chuckling.
“Thank you, darling,” she said, planting a soft kiss on his temple. “I promise our night is not over.”
Tom eased toward Kevin and Jasmine and tapped Kevin lightly on the shoulder. “Her husband has absconded with my wife,” he joked. “Do you mind?”
“Not at all,” Kevin said, relieved to be release from the obvious attempt of Jasmine’s seduction.
Jasmine released Kevin and looked at Tom. She smiled, her teeth gleaming between the dark lips. “He won’t hurt her, you know,” she cooed.
“That may be true,” Tom chuckled, “But fair is fair.”
Kevin stepped back and turned in time to see his wife approaching.
“Welcome home, my love,” she grinned at him, gathering him into her arms.
“Thank you,” he grumbled softly.
“Oh, nonsense,” she replied. “You were loving it. I can feel your boner.”
“Did you see her suck my earlobe?” he asked. He gave a little shudder.
“Oh, she was definitely trying to seduce you,” Karla grinned.
“Hmph,” he growled. “I’m not sure I could stand the screaming and scratching, not to mention the hair everywhere.”
“Why darling,” Karla cooed. “I have been led to believe she’s completely bare down there. Smooth as a baby’s backside.”
“Really,” Kevin said in astonishment.
“Perhaps at some time in the future I’ll let you have a taste of that forbidden fruit. But I have other plans for tonight.”
“Do you?” he asked. “I don’t suppose I’m permitted to inquire.”
“You’re not,” Karla said. “But as a hint, I am soaking down there. I just hope my arousal isn’t too noticeable.”
“And who, might I ask, has gotten you so excited?”
“You’ll find out soon enough, my darling. For now, just press that rod against me so I can keep you in the same state.”
The couples began to make noises of departure, claiming babysitters and children, a weekend of chores ahead, and work-week fatigue. Karla managed to steer Kevin into the arms of Tanya, pleading the necessity of hostess duties as the guests departed. When the final couple left, Karla turned to see Kevin still enfolded in Tanya’s grasp as Tom sat smiling in an easy chair.
“Come on,” she beckoned her friend’s husband. “I told you that our night was not over.”
Tom rose and felt himself enveloped in Karla’s warm arms. They swayed easily to the music, Karla pressing her breasts into his chest. After a few moments she whispered into his ear.
“Everybody’s gone,” she noted. “Do you suppose we could have that kiss now?”
“Well, there is your husband and my wife,” he chuckled. “They might object.”
“Should we ask, or just do it and see what happens?”
Not giving Tom an opportunity to answer, Karla pressed her lips onto his. She opened her mouth and let her tongue explore his lips, feeling his hardness pulse.
“Karla and Tom are kissing,” Tanya whispered to Kevin.
“Oh, dear,” Kevin replied with a sigh. “Perhaps they’ve had too much. What should we do?”
Tanya looked at him and smiled. “I think we should get even.”
“You want me to kiss you?” Kevin asked.
She nodded. “I think it’s only fair.” Her lips descended on his before he could answer.
“Tanya, darling,” Kevin said in a low, breathy protest. “You know I adore you. But, I’m afraid we can’t do this.”
“I can feel you, sweetheart,” she replied breathily. “I know you want me.”
“The body is willing,” he answered, “But propriety says…”
“Oh, fuck propriety,” Tanya breathed into his mouth before pressing her lips to his and driving her tongue between his teeth. When she released him, she continued to speak into his mouth.
“I know you’ve been letting her fuck other men. Tonight we’re going to make sure you get laid, too.”
“But, that’s not our agreement,” he protested more firmly.
“What agreement?” Karla asked, releasing her lip-lock on Tom.
“You told Tanya about our trips out of town? That agreement.”
“She knows,” Karla said. “And she’s right. It’s hardly fair that I get laid and you don’t. So, tonight we’re both going to get laid.”
“Karla,” Kevin protested.
“Darling,” she cut him off. “Do you mind if I fuck Tom tonight?”
“I don’t, if that’s what you want. But it’s a little more complicated than normal.”
She looked in Tom’s eyes. “Do you want to fuck me tonight?” she asked breathily.
“It’s, uh, an intriguing idea, but I don’t want to cause any trouble between the two of you,” he replied warily. “And then there’s my wife.”
“Tanya?” Karla went on. “Can I fuck Tom tonight?”
“Yes,” Tanya replied emphatically. “Yes, you can.”
“You mean that, Tanya?” Tom asked with astonishment in his voice.
“Of course. Get laid. She’s not going to keep you just borrow you for the night.”
“Then,” Karla urged, “Would you please take my husband and give him the fucking he so richly deserves and desires.”
“Now wait a minute,” Kevin started before Tanya interrupted.
“Shut up, Kevin. I want to get naked and nasty with you. Please!”
“Yes, Kevin. Please,” Karla chimed in.
“But Tom,” Kevin began. “He’s got to have something to say about this. Besides, Karla, we haven’t ever disussed…”
Karla pressed her lips to Tom’s ear. “Tell him yes. Tell him you want him to fuck Tanya so that you and I can fuck.”
“All right,” Tom exhaled. “Go ahead, the two of you. If this is what you want.”
“Thank you, Tom,” Tanya said gratefully. “I love you.”
“Thank you, Tom,” Karla whispered. “I’m going to love you so good.”
“Now wait a minute,” Kevin continued to protest. “Karla, we didn’t do this so I could get laid.”
“Don’t you want to fuck me, Kevin?” Tanya purred.
“That is not the question at all,” Kevin stated irritably.
“What is the question?” Karla asked in a voice just above a whisper.
“I,” he began. He looked at the floor. “I don’t want to be unfaithful to you.”
Karla turned her back to Tom. “Unzip me, darling,” she directed him.
“Are you sure?” Tom asked her.
She huffed indignantly. “You people need to stop asking me if I’m sure. I’m sure. I wouldn’t be here; I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t sure.”
“No need to get testy,” Kevin admonished.
Tom ran the zipper down the back of her dress.
“Kevin, honey,” she said softly as she shrugged out of the dress and stood in her bra, panties and heels, “Tanya needs somebody to fuck her tonight. I’m going to be fucking her husband. You’re our choice, Tanya’s and mine. I want this for you. Make me happy.”
“Don’t ask her if she’s sure,” Tanya recommended.
Amidst the tangle of sheets, legs, arms, and torsos on the king-sized bed in Kevin’s and Karla’s bedroom, Karla held Tanya’s hand as Kevin pounded into her from behind.
“Did I lie?” she asked her friend.
“About what?” Tanya gasped.
“That wonderful feeling of first penetration?”
“Oh, mercy!” Tanya said. “Glorious.”
“And you,” Karla turned to look into Tom’s face beneath her. His cock was still embedded in her tight love canal after his explosion insider her. “You doing all right.”
“Whew!” Tom replied. “Yeah. I’m doing great.”
“Look how beautiful your wife looks while she’s being fucked,” Karla ordered.
“I can see,” Tom said, still panting.
“Fix that image in your mind. I want you to remember that if we’re not with them sometime in the future. I want you to see her in your mind looking just like that.”
“We’re not going to be together?” Tom asked.
“Sometimes we will. Sometimes we won’t. Sometime I may want you all to myself alone. Tanya may want the same thing with Kevin. No matter what, though, just remember how gorgeous she looks.”
“Oh, fuck!” Tanya gasped.
“You coming?” Karla asked her.
“Oh, fuck, yeah.”
“He’s good, isn’t he?”
“Mmm-hmm,” Tanya hummed. “Oooh, boy!”
“You ready for me to get up?” Karla asked Tom.
“I guess. Are we done?”
“Oh, hell no! We’re just getting started. I have lots planned for you tonight.”
“Oh, good,” Tom softly moaned. “I get to recover some, though, right?”
Karla laughed. “Of course, darling. I want to fuck you, not kill you.”
“That’s good to hear,” he chuckled.
Karla leaned forward and kissed him tenderly. “I’m going to get off you now,” she whispered. “I think you should play with your wife’s tits and help her have a couple more orgasms before he comes inside her. You’ll love feeling him thrust inside her. I’m betting it will make you hard again in a shorter time than normal.”
“Normal is about fifteen minutes,” Tom grinned at her.
“It’s ten fifty-five,” Karla said. “Eleven ten. I’m thinking by five after you’ll be ready for the next go.”
She eased herself off Tom and ran for a towel, feeling his come ease down the inside of her leg. She wiped herself down and carried the towel toward the bed. She came up behind her husband, still plunging in and out of Tanya. Tossing the towel to Tom, Karla knelt down and watched her husband’s cock pounding her friend. With her left hand she reached up between Kevin’s legs and cupped his balls in her hand.
“Oh, wow!” Kevin gasped.
“Can’t do that when we’re fucking,” she teased him joyfully.
“Oh, Fuck!” Tanya called out. “Coming!”
Karla smiled with complete delight. “She’s coming, sweetie. You probably should, too.”
“You want me to?”
“You bet. I’ll squeeze you here a little to help you.”
“I’m going to come,” he announced.
“Fuck! Yes! Come!” Tanya called. “Oh, Fuck! It feels so good!”
Kevin pushed himself forward hard and buried his cock into her pulsing depths. Karla massaged his scrotum, squeezing his balls to encourage him. He groaned long and loud as Tanya wailed. He pumped no less than five spurts of his ooze into Tanya as his wife kneaded his sack.
Karla took the proffered towel from Tom and handed it to her husband.
“Not just yet,” Kevin said. He began and easy rocking motion, gently massaging Tanya’s clasping hole with his cock.
“Oh, man!” Tanya gasped. “Holy fuck! That’s beautiful!”
“Uh, huh,” Karla told her husband. “You’re loving her. You did that with me.”
“I know,” he gasped. “Different sensation, though. She’s still pulsing.”
“I think she likes the way you fuck her.”
“Yeah!” Kevin exhaled in a large gasp.
Tanya shifted toward her husband. She kissed him a few times, interrupted by trying to catch her breath.
“Thank you, baby,” she managed to get out.
“Karla was right. You do look beautiful, you know, when you’re…”
“Getting fucked?” Tanya asked. “It’s okay. You can say it. And I really liked that I could see you; that you were watching me. That was too hot for words.”
“I want you to know I’m still crazy about you.”
She put a hand along his face. “I know, baby. Ditto.” Her eyes rolled upward. “Oh, mercy!” she gasped. “He’s still stroking.”
“Give the girl a break, why don’t you?” Karla told Kevin.
“Don’t you dare!” Tanya snapped. “That feels glorious! You keep going as long as you like.”
“You’re making a mess of my sheets,” Karla scolded. She grabbed the towel and laid it between Tanya’s knees.
“Oh, my!” Tanya gasped, resting on her elbows, her head on the bed next to her husband’s ear.
“What is it?” Tom asked. “Tell me.”
“It’s, like very gentle. He’s not completely hard, but still enough to…” She moaned softly. “It’s like he’s stroking me in there tenderly, lovingly.”
“He’ll keep going until he’s hard again,” Karla warned.
“Hmmm,” Tanya hummed contentedly. “I believe I’m going to get fucked all over again.”
“Three times in an hour?” Karla chuckled. “Did you know your wife was such a slut?”
“I guess you’ve created a beast,” Tom chided her, looking lovingly at his wife.
Karla lay down behind Tom and wrapped her topmost arm around him. “I don’t think so,” she murmured. “She was always there. We’ve just freed her.”
There was a mood of easy congeniality among the four of them, with the underlying tone of placid sensuality. Karla tenderly smoothed her hand along Tom’s body as he stroked his wife’s arm and shoulder. Tanya’s eyes gleamed with anticipation. Kevin held Tanya’s hips gently in his hands as he docilely eased himself into her acquiescing body. The once-labored breathing had relaxed into normalcy. At the same time, there was an escalating sense of arousal.
“This is nice,” Karla noted at large. “I love that we can all have this little respite of tenderness.”
“I guess we really like each other,” Tom said. “A couple of days ago I wouldn’t have dreamed I’d be so content with your husband imbedded in Tanya like this. Now I know it isn’t hurtful.”
“Are you content embedded in me?” Karla asked with a gleam in her eye.
“Yeah, I think I am.”
“Would you mind if I put you inside and we could just be like that for a little while? I haven’t ever done that, and I’d like to try it.”
“At your service, madam,” Tom grinned.
Karla straddled him, held his cock in her hand and eased it inside her. She groaned as she felt him pass her ring of resistance.”
“That gives me chills when that happens,” she noted.
“Feels nice and warm to me,” Tom replied.
“How you doing, Tanya?” Karla asked.
“Hmmm,” she hummed. “This is great. I love how his cock feels inside me. I can feel him firming up. His timing is perfect. I’m just about ready for him to seriously fuck me again.”
Karla grinned, pulled her auburn mane across her left shoulder and leaned over to plant her hands on either side of Tom’s head. “You know what’s great about this?” she asked him.
“What’s that?”
“My darling Kevin watched me fuck with two other guys. It excited him. Now, I get to have that same experience. Not only to I get to have you, but I also know he’s making love to Tanya. That’s very satisfying.”
“You’re not jealous?”
“Not in the least. How about you?”
“It would be hard for me to be jealous when I’ve got myself lodged so tightly in your warmth and softness.”
“You shouldn’t be jealous anyway,” Karla told him. “It’s just screwing. He’s not going to steal her away from you. And you know that even though I love having you inside me, that Kevin and I belong together.”
“You’re waxing very philosophic for a naked woman engaged in a carnal coupling with somebody not her husband,” Tom chuckled.
“Jealousy is based in fear. None of us should be afraid. We’re just sharing one another for the joy of the physical experience.”
“I like the physical experience,” he laughed.
“We all do, don’t we? Tanya?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Kevin?”
“Delightful. Yeah. This is good.”
“And you, dear Tom?”
“Absolutely.”
“You ready for me to fuck you now?”
“I’d say I am.”
“Good. Put your hands up by your ears, palms up.”
He did as he was instructed. Karla put her hands on top, interlocking her fingers with his. She pushed them down into the bed.
“You’re mine, now,” she growled softly. “You’re mine until you shoot your come inside me and I release you.” She raised her hips and pushed herself down forcefully on his hardness.
The Tuesday sun was bright and hot. Karla and Tanya were seated in lounge chairs at the gated community pool where Tanya and Tom lived sipping cooling drinks. Both wore large sun glasses and minimal bikinis.
“You should always wear your hair up like that,” Karla told her friend.
“Should I cut it short?” Tanya asked.
“Oh, definitely not. No, the length lets you do different things, a French role, or bun, even a pony tail. But I like it up.”
“And I thought the sexy look was flowing and wavy.”
“Maybe. But you’ve got that gorgeous neck. That’s sexier than the wavy, long look.”
“Is that your opinion, or did you hear it from somebody else?”
“Kevin? Well, he did mention it. But, I think he’s right.”
“So the two of you are talking about the weekend?”
“I think it worked out very well, don’t you?”
“You know I thought you were crazy when you suggested it.”
“So you said.