Chapter 2

I went with Bill on Monday morning to help him move into his new office: Alice Whitacre, Bill’s Admin. Assistant, a lovely woman of 53, took one look at the office and declared. “This will certainly not do.” She marched right over to Bob Henderson’s Admin Assistant’s office. Shirley Grimes returned with Alice and introduced herself, “It’s so nice to see you again, Mrs. Myers. I have been expecting you. Bill will have to work out of his present office until this space is redecorated to you and your husband’s specifications. $20,000 has been set aside in the budget for redecorating the office.” Shirley smiled, “Have fun shopping.” Shirley and Alice were chatting as they walked away.

I took out my cell and called Bonnie, Laura and Jill. We went shopping.

Lunch on Wednesday didn’t reveal any information concerning the gatherings at the Henderson’s. I quickly learned you don’t talk about the parties in public places where we might be overheard. The talk was what you would expect at a gathering of married women in their forties, the kids, our flower garden, and the sales. Even with all the money these women had at their disposal, something about a sale stirred their blood.

Golf on Saturday was much more informative. Bonnie did not play golf. Her game was tennis. Laura and Jill were much more open about what went on at the parties now that Bonnie was not within earshot.

Laura and Jill felt it wasn’t Bob Henderson with the wandering eye; it was Bonnie. When Bob decided to expand the law firm and bring on a new partner, he would give Bonnie the shortlist of qualified candidates. Bonnie had a significant say in who Bob would offer the position to. Jill told me Bonnie had had her eye on my husband for the past year. Bob indulges her whims right down to the kinky stuff she comes up with. Her favorite fetishes were handcuff, being tied to the bed, and playing submissive. Jill assured me they were all pretty harmless. They laughed when they said, “The extra 150 to 200k extra in bonuses makes it easy to go along.

They gave me a couple of warnings: Never make a play for whoever Bonnie latches onto for the night. If she wants who you’re thinking about pairing up with, let her have him. I asked the question that was starting to bother me, “So you’re doing it just for the money?”

Jill laughed, “Hell no. I love fooling around with John, and Bob is a real sweetheart. Now, I can’t wait to have a turn with your man.”

“How about you, Connie? Are you doing it just for the money?” Laura asked.

“That certainly is a motivator, but no. Bill was ready to walk away if I said I was uncomfortable. I knew we would be fine even if Bill had to leave the firm. The truth is, Bill and I like to have a little fun on the side every once in a while. Although, we have never been to a swap party before. And that group thing in the living room was something new.

“At first, it was just John and me swapping with Bonnie and Bob. We would always go to separate bedrooms until Dick made partner. That’s when Bonnie started the group stuff. She sucked off my husband right in front of everyone, and well, Jill and I joined in. I did Dick, and Jill did Bob. I don’t even think about it anymore if my husband sees me on my knees or my back with Bob or Dick.” Laura lowered her voice to almost a whisper, “My husband told me it turns him on to see me with Dick or Bob.”

“It was pretty heady seeing my Bill with Bonnie, and Bill was peeking at me when I did Bob. So I can’t say I’m surprised.”

I finally got to my last question after I shot a 5 on a par 3 dog leg: “How often do Bob and Bonnie have these parties?”

“Every 3^rd Saturday night of the month.”

I came in last with a 29 over par for eighteen holes and was home by 4:00.

Between the parties at Bob and Bonnies, lunches and our weekly golf game, I became very fond of the girls. Bonnie was always pleasant, and I enjoyed her company, but I didn’t feel the same camaraderie I felt when I was with Jill and Laura, maybe because Bonnie had Bob’s ear and a certain amount of power over our husband’s career that had us careful not to say or do anything that might upset her.

After three months, three Saturday night parties, twelve lunches and 12 rounds of golf later. Jill and Laura shared a secret with me. We had been discussing the last three Saturday night parties. Jill told me, “We like the parties at Bob and Bonnie’s, but we also like a little more intimacy. In addition to the parties at Bob’s, Laura and I swap a couple of times a month. We get a couple of hotel rooms, then go out to dinner. After dinner, we spend a couple of hours together. Bob and Bonnie don’t know that we do that, and we don’t want them to know. As you saw, Bonnie runs things when we are at their place. You’re welcome to join us for a little more intimate swapping if you’re interested. No pressure. Just don’t tell Bonnie and Bob we asked you. By the way, my husband thinks you’re pretty hot.”

“Thanks for the compliment. I have to say I enjoyed your men up close and personal. As far as joining in your little swap meet, I will have to talk to my husband. I wouldn’t mind getting to know Dick and John a little better.”

Laura gave me the details, “If you decide to join us, we will be at the Hyatt next Saturday at six o’clock for dinner. We like to be home by 10:30 at the latest to make sure the kids are home by curfew. I hope you decide to come. I would love to spend a couple of hours with your hubby.”

I drove home thinking about Jill and Laura’s offer and that I needed golf lessons. I mean, really, 32 over par. I was getting worse, not better.

I told Bill about the Saturday night invitation. We discussed if we thought it was detrimental to do this behind Bonnie and Bob’s back. Would they feel betrayed or vindictive because they were left out? Was it a test? What would the Carters and Baileys think if we turned down their invitation?

In the end, we decided to accept the dinner invitation and see where it went from there.

Dinner was very enjoyable. The men talked about business and argued about sports. The ladies discussed the upcoming referendums on the state election ballot, raising kids and Nordstrom’s clothing sale. It was 7:45 when Jill looked at her watch, “It’s getting late; how about we adjourn to the room?” I looked at Bill. He gave me the signal that he was willing if I was. I let him know I was okay with it.

We finished our cocktail and paid the check.

When we got to the room, a magnum of Champagne was waiting for us. John popped the cork and poured Champagne for everyone. Jill and Dick had their arm around each other as they sipped their Champagne. I stayed close to Bill and waited for someone to tell us who we would go with or what game we would play to choose our partner for the evening.

That’s when Jill told us, “We only reserved two rooms. Laura and I thought we would stay here with Bill. Connie, you can go to the other room with John and Dick. How does that sound?”

I could almost feel the pleading in Bill’s eyes as he looked at me for approval. Here was his chance to live out one of his fantasies, and it all depended on me. I knew Bill would suck it up and go along with whatever he thought I would be comfortable with. However, Bill wasn’t the only one with fantasies. I had already bared it all and enjoyed opening my legs for both of these men at Bonnie and Bob’s parties, but I couldn’t help teasing my husband just a little bit. I put on my “Miss Little-ole Innocent me” face and said, “I could call down and see if another room is available. Bill and I certainly didn’t expect you to pay for all three rooms.”

I waited until Bill reached for his wallet, “Of course, if you ladies don’t mind if I steal both of your men, I guess it would be all right?”

Jill and Laura came over and took one of my husband’s arms in theirs. Bill was smiling from ear to ear. Laura looked at me, “Are you three still here?”

I took John and Dick’s hand, and we left the room. Our room was across the hall from Bill and the girls.

I wore a simple one-piece light blue summer dress with a zipper in the back. I turned around and asked Dick to unzip me. I let the dress fall from my shoulders. I pushed it slowly down as John and Dick watched me. I exposed my bra-covered breast and my matching white panties. I hadn’t bothered wearing pantyhose. I stepped out of the dress, went to the closet, took out a hanger, and hung it up. I went back to stand by the bed and kicked off my heels. I got on the bed and sat in the middle with my legs curled under me. “Your turn.”

Dick and John took off their jackets and ties. They each wore custom-made, white, monogrammed shirts with cuff links. They unbuttoned their shirts, and I knew I needed to get some of those for Bill. They looked so sharp and sexy to me. Neither of them wore undershirts, so I told them, “Leave your shirts on but unbuttoned.” They grinned as they removed their shoes and socks and then worked their dark grey dress pants down and off. They hung up their suit jackets and pants. There wasn’t any reason to carelessly toss aside and ruin a $1,500 suit.

I admired the two good-looking men with their wrinkled cocks at rest between their shirttails. I motioned to them, inviting them onto the bed.

John held me in his arms and kissed me as I put one arm around his neck. Dick unhooked my bra as I reached between John’s legs and felt his soft cock. My bra loosened as Dick pushed the straps off my shoulders. John’s cock started to harden in my hand as I caressed and stroked it. I knew I was going to enjoy this night with these two very experienced lovers.

I watched my wife leave with John and Dick. I knew I would have to punish her for teasing me as she did. Jill and Laura unzipped their single-piece form-fitting dress as soon as the door closed. I sat on the bed to watch them and smiled.

Laura’s eyebrows went up as if puzzled, “You’re not getting undressed, Sweetie?”

I shook my head no, “Do it, slow. I want to savor every moment of seeing two gorgeous women disrobe.”

“Oh, you are a charmer, Bill,” Laura said as she slipped the top of her dress down to reveal a lacy black bra. Laura and Jill swayed their hips as they removed their dress and stood in their bra and panties. Neither woman had worn pantyhose.

Jill swayed her hips as she ran her hands down her sides and into the front of her panties, “I guess we better do what he says. We don’t want Connie upset with us for not caring for her man properly. I’m sure she is doing everything she can to please our men.”

My cock hardened as I watched Jill put her hand in her panties as if to play with herself. I had the feeling she knew exactly what that display of eroticism was doing to me.

“I don’t think she will have any trouble pleasing them.” Laura smiled as she put her arm around Jill, “Your wife has been getting rave reviews from our men ever since the first party at Bob and Bonnie’s. I hope you have said good things about us to your wife.”

“I’ve shared a few of our moments together with her.”

“Well then, we had better be on our best behavior with this one.” Jill kissed Laura’s cheek, “Let me help you with that.” She went behind Laura and undid her bra. The bra dropped to the floor. Jill put her arms around Laura as she kissed her shoulder, ran her hands up her midriff, and cupped Laura’s breasts.

“Oh my, Jill. I think Bill likes seeing you play with me.” The girls turned their side to Bill and kissed. Laura undid Jill’s bra, and it, too, dropped to the floor. Their breasts pressed together as they continued to kiss. They stopped kissing, still with their panties on, and an arm each other. Laura said, “Now Bill, don’t you be a spoilsport. Strip for us.”

I stood up and loosened my belt. My cock was rock hard.

I was already panting as John kissed me and ran his hands over my breasts. Dick was kissing my inner thighs and working his way up to my pussy. Having two men in my bed was a completely new experience for me. My initial vision of having two cocks shoved in her face to suck off and letting them take turns fucking me hadn’t materialized. Dick and John were moving slowly and teasing me. Their cocks were no more than semi-hard as they kissed me from my toes to the top of my head, lingering on my breast and inner thighs. I nearly had an orgasm when they each took a leg and sucked my toes. I held out my arms, beckoning for one of them to fuck me.

“Not yet, Connie. You take care of us at the parties. Tonight, it’s all about you. We will give you what you want, but not yet.”

They sucked my toes as I pinched her nipples, “Oh my god, you’re going to make me beg for it.”

Dick stopped sucking my toes, tapped John on his shoulder, and said, “You first.” I thought at last I was going to get fucked. John let my leg down and got between my legs, and kissed my pussy.

Bill pulled out his shirt tails and started unbuttoning his shirt from the bottom up. Jill and Laura stood with an arm around each other, smiling and watching. Jill and Laura had been with Bill at the parties, so there wouldn’t be any big surprise when Bill dropped his pants and showed them his hard cock. After Bill tossed his underwear aside. He took both women into his arms and kissed them in turn. He felt a hand on his ass and one around his cock.

Jill threw the cover off the bed, leaving just the sheet and four pillows on the queen-sized bed. Jill was the first to lie on the bed, leaving plenty of room for Bill and Laura. Bill and Laura followed her in.

Bill noticed the girls would kiss and run their hands over each other’s breasts but never touch each other between their legs. While Laura kissed Jill, Bill grabbed her hips and pulled her onto her hands and knees. Bill pulled her panties halfway down her thighs. He kissed her butt cheeks and felt the wetness between her legs.

Laura wiggled her butt as an invitation as she informed Jill, “I think the bad boy is going to fuck me.”

“Keep kissing me. I think it’s turning him on.” Laura kissed Jill, but it was with a sigh as Bill entered her. There was no more kissing between the two girls. Jill moved away from Laura to let her fully enjoy the moment she was having with Bill. She got on her knees next to Bill and put her arms around him, and kissed him as she whispered erotic encouragements into his ear, “That’s it, Bill, make her cum. I want to see you make Laura tremble. One man is not enough for her. Isn’t that right, Laura?” Laura didn’t think she needed to answer. Bill had seen her sucking off Jill’s husband and happily accompanying Bob to his bedroom.

It had been a long time since Bill felt this highly aroused. Two gorgeous women made this a night he would never forget.

Bill buried his cock in Laura as he admired her ass. He spread her ass cheeks to reveal her anus. Bill knew it was not there for him. Another man’s wife’s ass was sacred as far as he was concerned.

Laura moaned and shuddered with an orgasm as Bill clenched his butt cheeks while pulling Laura tight to his belly as he buried his cock deep in her pussy to release his restrained seed. Bill withdrew slowly and lay between the two women.

Connie shuddered with an orgasm as John’s tongue worked its magic on her clit. John sat back and whipped his face with his hand. Connie’s legs were opening and closing as she savored the aftershocks. She played with her breasts, never wanting the feeling to go away. Dick tapped John on the shoulder. John moved out of the way, and Dick got between Connie’s legs. Connie’s legs went around him and pulled him forward. Dick was thrown off balance but caught himself before he fell onto Connie. He grabbed his cock and guided it into Connie’s well-prepared pussy.

Connie moaned, “Yes, Dick. I want it. I want you both.” Connie tasted her cum as John lay down beside her and kissed her. John cupped a breast and pinched her nipple. A soft groan was heard from Connie and Dick as Connie’s vagina walls hugged Dick’s cock. Every inch of Connie’s body, from her neck to her thighs, tingled with anticipation of that release that only an orgasm can give her.

Dick held himself up on his hands to give John access to Connie’s breasts and lips. Connie clenched her fist as Dick’s steady rhythm sent waves of warm, tingling sensations through her body.

Jill got off the bed and went to the bathroom. She came back with a damp facecloth and towel. As she cleaned Bill’s cock she said, “Don’t tell Bonnie or Bob that we put on a little show for you. We do it for Dick and John. It gets them going, and we don’t go too far with it, which is why we don’t want Bonnie to know. You never know what she will demand if she knew. We are not going to lick each other pussy for her entertainment or anyone else. We only like keeping our men interested with a little tease.”

“It sure did the trick for me. If you had both gone at each other more than you did, I would have felt like a third wheel and wondered why I was here. What you did was perfect. It felt like we were all here to do nothing more than give someone a great experience. I wouldn’t mind doing this again, but I want one of you all to myself next time.

Laura and Jill kissed Bill, “We would like that too.”

Jill threw the towel and face cloth onto the floor and took Bill’s cock into her mouth. In between kissing Bill, Laura sucked and pinched his nipples. It didn’t take long for the two lovely women to resurrect Bill’s cock. Jill spent more time sucking Bill’s cock than she had to before she threw her leg over him and slipped his cock into her pussy. Bill felt Laura’s breasts as they kissed, and Jill rocked back and forth in a slow, steady motion. Bill was not worried about cumming quickly. He was sure Jill was going to ride him to an orgasm before he would be able cum in her.

Bill had an arm around each girl as they lay cuddled up to him with their head on his shoulder. They were all a bit drowsy and not in a hurry to move until Laura reached over to the nightstand and picked up her cell phone.

Dick’s cell phone buzzed. He got up to answer it. He listened for a moment and put his phone down, “That was Laura. She’s anxious to get home before the kids curfew.” John looked at his watch, “Yeah, it’s getting late. We better go, too.”

Everyone took a quick shower before getting dressed and went across the hall to knock on the door. Laura let them in. Everyone was dressed and sipping the last of the Champagne. Laura and Jill put down their glass, grabbed their purse, and kissed Connie’s smiling husband on the cheek. They all took the elevator to the lobby, said goodnight and gave their parking tickets to the attendant.

When Bill and I got in our car for the drive home, we looked straight ahead without saying a word. We had been driving for about fifteen minutes when I asked, “Still thinking about your night with Laura and Jill?”

“You caught me. Thanks for tonight, Connie, but you know you were mean to your loving husband.”

“Oh my, are you thinking you need to punish me?”

“You certainly deserve it.”

“Can it wait till next Saturday night? I don’t think I’m up for it tonight.”

“Me either.”

A little over a year went by, and true to Bill’s prediction, an additional $957,000 dropped into our bank account. Bill’s total income for the year was $1,487,000. After a few wise investments and business deductions, we paid $207,000 in federal and state income taxes. Bill earned every nickel of it as far as I was concerned. Yes, he stayed a little later at the office, as I had expected. But the time my husband spent at home working was starting to wear thin. Thank god he made a special effort to attend our son and daughter’s track and field events. He said, “Work be damned; that was the one thing I would never miss.” I could tell he enjoyed every minute of it and was their biggest fan and a proud papa.

I can only remember a few times we went out for dinner and dancing. Other than that, we only went out to Bob and Bonnie’s once a month and twice a month at a hotel with the Bailys and Carters.

The other thing that made me nervous was that Bonnie seemed to have latched onto my husband at our monthly parties, and I was afraid Bob noticed. Tonight was the night I found out he did notice. I was riding Bob and close to an orgasm when he said, “My wife seems to be taken with Bill. I noticed she hasn’t taken Dick of John to bed in over three months.”

I stopped fucking Bob and just sat with his cock embedded deep in my pussy. My orgasm forgotten. Bob may have his favorites when it comes to getting a blow job or licking pussy, but he never took the same women to bed to fuck twice in a row. As a matter of fact, it seemed he had a specific rotation worked out for himself, Jill, Me, and then Laura.

“I saw her sucking John’s cock last month when we were all in the living room.”

“Yes, but only after she saw me watching her with Bill. Then she went right back to Bill.”

“I don’t know what to say, Bob, except the word is that the guys have to keep Bonnie happy, and it’s hands-off any guy she latches onto for the night.”

“So that’s the way it is.” Bob patted me on the hip, “Can you get off me. I can’t do this right now.”

I got off Bob to lay beside him, turned onto my side, and propped my head up. I sensed a sadness in Bob. I put my hand on his chest, “Bob, is something going on between you and Bonnie?”

Bob nodded and sighed, “Yes, she seems distracted and distant lately. I love my wife and indulge her in every way I can. But just last week she suggested we have these parties twice a month. I love these parties and look forward to them. But...”

“But you think Bonnie just wants more time with my husband.”

“Yes. I’m not normally a jealous man, but the thought of losing Bonnie scares me.”

I felt I needed to reassure Bob of my husband’s loyalty, “Bill likes Bonnie and tells me she is a lot of fun in bed, but I can assure you Bill will not run off with her. I’m going to be very honest with you, Bob. Bonnie has a lot to say about who gets a partnership. When you owe someone for the job you always wanted, you do not want to upset them. Jill and Laura are not complaining about not having access to my husband, even though they have mentioned to me that Bonnie is monopolizing Bill at the parties. Bill loves his job and likes working for you. Bill will walk away from these parties or the partnership if I ask him to. Bill and I are soul mates who enjoy a little fun on the side, but we never want it to come between you and Bonnie. Do you want me to tell Bill I don’t want to attend the parties anymore?”

Bob thought for a minute, “If you did, I would miss you. I have become very fond of you and Bill. The other thing is, I know Bonnie would blame me for your leaving, which might make things even worse.”