Chapter 22: Expansion

‘Cul-de-Sac Group Text: Friday night Doug, Ally, and KC will be hosting some new like-minded friends they and some of you met at Elements on Wednesday evening: Fiona, Helena, Rick, and Clark – and maybe more if partners happen to come with any of them. They think like we do and we had a delightful evening that night with them in intimate and safe ways. You’re invited to meet them tonight for a pizza and salad dinner. Informal. Sexy especially. 6 p.m. until???. Drop in and say hello or stay all evening and participate. RSVP so we know how many pizzas + salads to serve. // Love you // Ally.’

Ally texted me about two p.m. on Friday that everyone from the cul-de-sac families was coming – that meant that fourteen of us would be there, plus our four new guests – eighteen of us. Our guests had responded that they were not bringing any plus ones.

We placed an order for six large pizzas and enough garden salad for the entire group. Several families said that they’d bring some other ‘food to share’. I picked up the pizza order on the way home from an afternoon on Geek Patrol. Stacy was with me and psyched about both work and what the evening would be like with new members in the swingers’ club.

I had learned some interesting things from Stacy. First, she’d met a guy that she liked – Michael. He was her age, a recent college grad, worked at Sarasota Bank in their I.T. department, and ‘had potential’. The I.T. department had used Geek Patrol and she’d been the person that responded and worked through their technology problem with him – ultimately a broken Ethernet cable that created problems throughout the bank branch.

I asked, “Stacy, what does ‘has potential’ mean to you?”

“Several things. I’d like to see Michael in our group if he can handle what goes on. We haven’t had sex yet, but soon. I didn’t want to do a ‘tell all’ yet with him – until after I’d locked him in a little more with my pussy and hot tits.” She giggled. “He is kind of conservative. It’s way too early to tell much beyond that, since we only had less than an hour to talk informally. I think he’d eventually be entertaining, especially to the other women in our group, but that’s speculation.”

“Where’s he think you are tonight?”

Stacy shrugged, “A neighborhood function – big friendship-building thing. I omitted the mention of sex. He’s in some amateur baseball league anyway and has two games tomorrow up near Wesley Chapel, so he’s gone all day tomorrow. We have a ‘heavy’ date on Sunday. Unless something unusual happens, that’s when he’s going to get lucky. I need to test his resiliency about me being with other men.”

“Tell me about Cole? I take it he’s got someone he’s interested in, too.”

“Yes, Lisa. She’s the cute ‘girl next door’ type that you’d love to fuck – like me,” she smirked at me. “I think it’s rare that the two of them come up for air when they can find time alone. You know he’s full of his libido and can fuck nonstop. Well, she’s more sex-infused than he is and a willing cum bucket. You’ll love her and she’ll probably like you. I think she’s a closet nympho, but in more public settings she acts like she spent the day in training at the convent.”

“Have you been with them?” I asked in a neutral tone. I was curious.

“Tuesday night. I came home from work and they were fucking up a storm. I joined in – fucking my brother and eating his cum out of the new girlfriend. She did me, too. We’re both pretty slutty, when it comes right down to it. The girl-on-girl sex was good.

“Cole wants to bring her tonight since he’s already established that she’s as free-wheeling sexually as we are. I think she’s kind of like Carly, in that she’s almost addicted to doing something sexual all the time. He wants the two of them to meet, especially so that Carly can tell Lisa about how she copes with her affliction.”

Once home, we helped set up. I got the pizzas in a warm over, and set out a table for the buffet. With the pizzas and prepared salads none of us had to cook or prepare anything for the gathering. I set-up the mini-bar. I straightened up the interior of the house and the patio areas.

Since the weather was temperate, we could open up the expansive doors between the patio and the home’s living room and master bedroom. Our guests could flow seamlessly from one space to the other, and to our pool or the seawall by the bayfront.

I put out an abundance of pool towels, the bowl of condoms and some small bottles of sex lube. I set the lighting for a romantic setting though at that point it was bright daytime. I put on some music on low volume that encouraged conversation. Later, I’d switch playlists to more romantic songs.

‘My girls’ that night included, I was told, Ally, KC, Stacy, and Nicky – though she was coming with her husband. They decided to push the limits on the dress code, especially with our new friends coming; maybe they were hoping for some shock value. They each wore transparent bikini bottoms and various revealing tops – shirt with tails poorly tied under unfettered breasts, see-through bra, clingy t-shirt no bra, and ... nothing up top for Nicky, only her pink gossamer cover-up that didn’t hide much.