Chapter 8: Ideas in the Spa

When I woke the next morning, Josh’s body pressed against mine in a tight spoon. I could feel his inflating cock and then knew for sure that he was awake. I felt him use one hand to position his rod at the entrance to my pussy. I was still messy from our play in front of the fire the evening before.

I pushed the covers aside and raised a leg to give him maximum access. I’d retained most of the fluids from our play the night before and immediate lubrication was not an issue. Soon, Josh was pistoning in and out of my body. A girl could get used to this kind of treatment. I hoped he liked constantly horny women. I was that way again.

After our orgasms had passed and we lay there panting, I rolled into Josh’s arms so we could kiss. The fluids from our fuck trickled across my leg yet I thought it kind of sexy so I ignored the tracks. We would, however, have a wet spot to contend with later.

We kissed and hugged for quite a while, cooing and smoothing each other. I love to have my breasts stroked, particularly after making love and that morning was no exception.

I said to Josh, “You were really turned-on last night. I like you like that.”

“Thanks to you and all your dirty talk about you and my sisters.”

“Did you like thinking about your sisters and maybe group sex?” I asked.

“Hell yes,” he said with a grin. “I may have to rethink my priorities. Having you as a temporary girlfriend has sure opened my eyes to what I’ve been missing in my life.”

I told him, “I read a book by a psychologist named Eric Ericson a few years ago. He stated that the richest and fullest lives achieved an inner balance between work, love and play. He contended that if you pursued one and disregarded the others you’d have a pretty sad life in your older years but that if you worked at all three you’d have a real sense of achievement and happiness.”

“You’re profound too,” Josh told me as he kissed my nose. “And those thoughts nicely summarize what’s been rolling around in my head since we really met and started talking with each other. I’m ready to change – to expand my purview of life beyond the foundation.”

“What about your sisters and the others?” I asked, purposefully leaving the full scope of the question unstated.

“I already love them. I need to spend more time with them. Since college I’ve neglected them although they’ve turned out well and have thriving careers.”

“Would you get physical with them? Sexually? They’re interested, you know. Really interested. My little scenarios last night weren’t just to tease; they were to soften up your thinking about the subject.”

Josh said slowly, “That’s incest.” He thought for a long time and added, “But, yes, if they were willing and had their eyes wide open to what we were doing I could – I would. It’s not something you’d broadcast around.”

I kissed Josh on the nose, and then ran my tongue down his neck.

He said suddenly, “But wait, I can’t believe you’ve led me down a road talking about being with others when I’m with you. What must you think of me?”

I said, “Don’t worry. I’m happy – really happy – if you are. If we can play and enjoy together I will savor every moment. Besides I find myself attracted to the same people you are – even sexually. We can be a couple and still enjoy being with others.”

“Aren’t you jealous?” he asked.

“No, not a bit. You reminded me that jealousy is a learned response. You said that in the plane – about how we’re taught what to be jealous about, particularly in relationships. I agree with the philosophy you told me. There’s no particular reason to be monogamous – as you told me, anyone could love more than one other person if they let themselves. Look at Fiona, Stacy and Ray, or Katelyn and Carl and their friends.”

I continued telling Josh his own philosophy only it no longer had the academic flavor to it that it had had when Josh talked about it in the jet; “If I really like someone – like you – I want to see you happy, fulfilled, stretching your limits, and watch your growth. If I put a lid on all the interactions with other people I stifle you and soon you’ll resent me and what I represent because you’ll feel that loss too.” I kissed him on his nose and added, “Besides, the idea of you having sex with someone else turns me on – especially Fiona, Katelyn and Stacy.”

“What would you be doing while I was making love to them?” Josh asked.

“Perhaps joining in some way or maybe loving Ray or Carl or whomever was dedicated to my pleasure and allowed me to give myself to them.”

Josh thought a long time again as he kissed my left breast. He said, “You know that is erotic to think about. I feel I’m right on the doorstep of something big. One way I could feel jealous that it’s not me making love to you and the other is I’m turned on and glad you are being pleasured by someone in a way that turns you on.”

I said, “We’re at odds with what most of society thinks.”

“Screw society,” Josh said. “I think it’s time to challenge most of what’s been handed down to us for ten-thousand years anyway. Why should this be any different?”

We hugged and kissed some more and then there was a banging on the door to our bedroom.

Josh flipped the sheet up over us and yelled, “Come in!”

Katelyn and Fiona came bounding into the room like two Tiggers from Winnie the Pooh. They were full of energy and excited beyond belief. Both were wearing baby doll pajamas that left little to the imagination. I could see the dark areolas and nipples of both women and with no imagination at all see their pussy fuzz.

“Were you two screwing?” Fiona asked devilishly.

“Finished ten minutes ago,” I responded with a smirk. “Just laying here talking about love, sex, and other things like that.”

“Hummm,” she said turning to her sister, “See we should have come in twenty minutes ago. Maybe we could have gotten a little of what Megan got.” She paused and then laughed.

Katelyn looked at me and said, “We’re going to the spa in town for the ‘works’ and you’re invited – our treat. Please come. We really want you with us. The two other bridesmaids are coming too.”

“I’m in,” I yelled. I tossed back the covers and got out of bed nude. Josh still had his midriff covered. The sisters watched me prance naked across the room towards the bathroom. “Just let me take a quick shower and I’ll be ready. I’m kind of messy between last night, that you two watched, and this morning.”

Their mouths dropped open, realizing that they’d been seen. I started for the shower, and as I looked back over my shoulders the two sisters were moving towards the bed and Josh. He looked worried.

My shower probably lasted four minutes. I was able to clean out my cum receptacle with the magic wand. The ‘works’ at most spas would finish everything else I might have thought about and then some. I wrapped a towel around me and walked back into the bedroom.

Josh had a sister lying on each side of him. He was still covered and Fiona and Katelyn still had their PJs on. Fiona was stroking Josh’s deflated cock through the sheet that covered him. They were showering kisses on Josh and he was returning them in a most gentlemanly manner.

Fiona stopped molesting Josh, rolled off the bed and stood as I slipped on a thong. She turned towards the bed, “Come on Kate; let’s get dressed.”

“Oh, but this is such fun,” her sister said as she licked up Josh’s neck.

I pulled a top from my suitcase and slipped it over my head, adjusting the bright colored garment as it reached my waist. I’d already decided to skip the bra. I looked at Josh, “You really like having your two scantily clad sisters with you in bed don’t you?”

He grinned and nodded at me as Katelyn arose and joined her sister.