Chapter 42: Swing Group Discovery

Jane and I made love when we got home from the Western Swing Group even though it was two-thirty in the morning. Marge begged off from fatigue. She’d had six guys make love to her at the party including me, and that had wiped her out physically. On the other hand, she was the happiest I’d ever seen. Marge positively glowed with self-confidence, pride in her accomplishment, and joy at how others accepted her good looks and body despite her age. I felt as though she looked two decades younger than when I first met her.

Despite our late bedtime, I was up early. I heard Marge in the other bedroom taking a shower so I went and joined her. She was surprised at my company, but exceptionally pleased. We made out a little, but saved any further lovemaking for later that night. Nonetheless, I found that dressing with the hard-on that she’d given me difficult and distracting.

Jane remained sound asleep. I hadn’t been counting, but I think she got fucked about eight or nine times the prior night at the party. She seemed insatiable again. I liked that in a woman.

I set the alarm clock beside our bed for eleven a.m., and Marge and I went into the office. With Brady and Jane gone, the place was quiet. I used the worktable in Jane’s office for a few hours.

Marge came in with coffee, and we chatted for a half hour too, mostly about the night before and the other two parties she’d attended. She told me how at first she’d been scared and shy when Jane had taken her three weeks earlier when I’d just left to go back east. She told how Brady had been especially solicitous of her feelings, and took the time to romance her and get her comfortable with her surroundings and the general idea of the swing party. He also made sure at the first gathering that she got introduced to some other men who would be especially careful of her feelings. I made a note to thank Brady for a number of things, including taking care of Marge.

I’d been so surprised by the party the night before that I also hadn’t found out how Jane got involved. Marge told me, “Jane had gone downstairs to Brady’s office to ask him some questions about the strategic planning work. Apparently, as she got to his office doorway, she overheard him on the telephone with one of the other members of the swing group. Not to eavesdrop, but she waited outside his door, only she could hear every word he said on the call and he didn’t know that he had an eavesdropper. He was quite explicit in what he said, and there was no doubt about what was planned for that evening.”

Marge continued, “When the call ended, Jane left the doorway before Brady saw her. She came back up to me, pulled me into her office, and we talked for a half hour about what she’d heard and whether we’d like to participate if she could get us an invitation. I was hesitant at first, but the idea grew on me. As you know, Malcomb gave me carte blanche to do anything sexual that struck my fancy providing I had some good phone sex with him telling him about it. Marion is still fucking him daily, and she has now brought another friend of ours into the mix.” She chuckled, “So, after our first party, I told him about it while he was fucking her. They had me on speakerphone. I felt like such a slut. I guess I am a slut, although one finding her true calling late in life.”

I asked, “So, what’d Jane do?”

“Oh, sorry, I got sidetracked. She went back to Brady’s office. She apparently asked her business questions, and after she had him engaged she bluntly asked him, ‘Would you like to fuck me?’

Brady dropped his jaw about ten stories, and almost fell apart at her question. As he had a small heart attack, Jane explained she’d overheard him earlier, and that we’d both welcome an invitation to the party he’d been talking to his friend about, but that we didn’t want to go if it was a ‘closed’ affair.” Marge used her hand to make little quotation marks in midair.

“Brady explained that he’d have to ask the host. So, while Jane was there, he called his friend back and explained that he had two willing good-looking women. She told me that she could hear the ‘YES’ from the telephone all the way to where she was sitting. After he ended the call, Jane went and kissed him passionately right there in his office, and then came back here. She had me go down to his office and kiss him, too. I even took his hand and had him run it up my leg to my pussy; I wasn’t wearing underwear that day so he fingered me for a while. I almost fucked him on his desk I was so horny by the time I left his office.”

“And you went to the party?”

Marge answered, “After dinner that night we drove out to Aurora where the party was. I thought we’d walk into a den of iniquity, but the party consisted of nice people standing around talking about all sorts of things. Brady took me under his arm, and introduced me all around – Jane, too, except she was more at ease with the situation. Ultimately, I had sex with four men and one woman that night. I felt wanton, but I loved it.”

“You know you’re making me horny right now?”

“Me, too.”

“I guess we’ll be ripe to make love as soon as we leave work.”

“Unless we do something here.” Marge gave me a sheepish grin.

“We wouldn’t dare ... would we?” We both smiled lecherously at each other.

Marge gestured behind her at the door to Jane’s office, “That door locks, and it’s pretty quiet around here this morning for some reason.”

“Lock it.”

Marge stood and locked the door. She had her blouse open, bra pulled up, breasts out, and skirt up to her waist in ten seconds. I dropped my pants. Marge gave me one of her signature blowjobs for about two minutes and by then I was as hard as steel. She lay back on the conference room table, and my cock was inside her body instantly. There was no trying to extend this for a long time. We were both satisfying feral urges. Marge came a few minutes later, and I joined her, splashing a bucket of cum inside her cunt.