Chapter 27: Feeling Possessive

Joel moved to Gale, gave her a generous hug that resulted in his junk being squeezed against her stomach, and then repeated the process with Nancy. After that, he moved to Rita, Fran, Sheila, and Ally introducing himself, as though first introductions were always conducted in the nude, and between a man and women who had each tasted his cock as part of the game.

Fran set the tone for the meeting by laughing at the rouse. After Joel had hugged and shaken hands with Ally, he turned but Fran was there and hugged him. She turned to Gale, “So, since I came closest, do I get to spend some time with him tonight?”

Gale laughed too, “Joel is your prize. He’s really good, too, but you have to share him at least a little bit tonight.”

Joel complained about having to miss dinner because of the special project he was on. Gale had surreptitiously hidden a dinner plate for him, so she got it out and Joel started to eat a late dinner at the kitchen island while he fielded questions from those of us he hadn’t met. Gale also stood by, and provided a few other answers so Joel could wolf down his hamburgers.

Fran sat close beside Joel, and I could see the immediate fascination she had with this manly hunk she’d ‘won’. For that matter, Joel seemed equally charmed by the beautiful naked brunette nymph sitting beside him. I watched as the two occasionally touched each other for any reason they could think of. They both seemed to be star struck with each other, and for some reason that bothered me.

Rita came up to me and we started to make out with each other in a corner of the sofa. Gale dimmed the lights and then I watched her naked form merge into Sean’s in the large overstuffed chair near the fireplace. Aidan and Nancy stood for a while kissing, and then they disappeared down the hallway heading for the bedrooms. Chip and Sheila were right behind them. Lyle claimed Ally who looked happy to spend time with him, and they stretched out together on an oversized yoga pad in front of the fireplace. Of course, that left Fran and Joel; he took Fran’s hand and led her towards the master bedroom.

Rita and I had a beautiful reconnection after having not spent time together for a while. The red head hot wife seemed unusually cranked up and ready for me to transport her to the Land of Orgasms, and that’s just what I did. At one point, the others in the living room paused in their activities to watch Rita panting and gasping for breath as one climax ripped through her body after another in a near continuous stream of bliss.

After an hour, I joined Rita in one of her orgasms allowing myself to peak with her. After that, we cuddled together in our afterglow. She made me feel particularly special by explaining that I had just given her a most amazing sexual experience. I hoped Sean wasn’t listening.

As we lay there on the sofa, I could hear whimpers of delight from the master bedroom, and I could tell the voice was Fran’s. Joel had been working her over and over and over for the past hour as well, and from the groans, mewls, and other animal noises from that direction I could tell she was one happy woman.

I wanted to go and peek at Fran and Joel, but my plans were frustrated when a few of the couples in the living room rearranged, and I found myself starting to bring Nancy to a series of peak experiences. After her first series of orgasmic detonations, I glanced up to see Joel and Fran slowly move through the dimly lit living room to the kitchen. They both looked very happy and were laughing. Joel was also all eyes looking over the sea of bodies in the room.

I felt myself cringe inside as I saw how Fran looked at Joel. She was off the deep end and falling for him fast. He looked equally entranced with her. Gale and Sean stopped making out, and they too went into the kitchen for drinks. A little while later, Gale came out with Joel, and suggested that he join with Rita for the next round. I could see that Sean had claimed Fran, and my initial feelings subsided a little. I knew I could trust Sean.

I wondered if my unease was due to Joel being such a total unknown. Would he try to steal Fran or one of the other girls away from me? Did I have a hold on them? Did I just want to be a hog and monopolize all these women? I listed the women I’d made love to in the past month, and in some ways the list was embarrassingly long: the six women at the party, Jane, Pam, Jean Henson – the girls’ mother, and then about eight more from the Henson’s swing group. What was my problem?

I think the problem was that I was in love with some, including Fran, and the others were great fuck buddies. That old saying about setting butterflies free or something like that flitted through my head. If it was right for Fran to stay with me, she would; otherwise, I had to set her free with no holds on her. I resolved to talk to Fran before the end of the weekend when I had to leave for New Jersey again.

I took Fran to lunch on Sunday, and I think she guessed the topic of our conversation before we went. I felt she’d steeled herself for our conversation. As we walked to a nearby café we talked about the weather and a recent car repair.

After sitting down, I started, “Fran, this is a tough conversation for me to have ... tough because I love you.” She gave me room to continue. “I saw how you and Joel got on last night, and I know something special happened between the two of you, and unless I’m wrong there’s a desire to pursue each other further and outside of the parties like last night.”

Fran said in a low voice, “Yes, you’re right. I think ... no, I know I fell in love again, and so did he, at least I think he did.”

A tear rolled down my cheek, and I could see her eyes cloud up, too. I spoke again, “I do love you, but we have this crazy group relationship ... and, well, I wish I could ask you to not change anything, but that would be selfish. I love you and I don’t want to lose you. But in that love, I need to give you the freedom to go if you want ... just know that...”