Chapter 49

I know this has been a long time coming, but it’s finally here. I think it’s safe to say the next chapter will not be six months in the making. I appreciate each of you that will continue reading the story and especially those who emailed me asking when the hell it would be done. I’m not sure exactly how many more chapters there will be, but it’s also safe to say that the story is nearing its conclusion.

Saturday, November 26

I found boots, then another pair that I hoped would fit Alan, at least close enough, and coats, then dug out the snow shovel from the garage. Fortunately, while I was in the hospital dreaming of Dani and Alan, Jon had bought a new one to keep the walk and driveway cleaned for his mom.

I took the old one with the cracked blade and gave the new one to Alan and we set to work. I’ll say one thing for Alan, maybe he wasn’t used to shoveling snow (not much in Florida), but he didn’t flinch, and not long after, we had our walk and driveway both cleared off.

The warm house felt good after being out in the thirteen-degree weather, especially seeing Dani and April in a pair of pants and thin blouses, sans bra, nipples quite evident.

Jenny, Richard, Janet, and Jason arrived shortly, the girls dressed much more appropriately for the cold; heavy coats, slacks, and warm-looking shirts, Janet’s was obviously borrowed from Jenny.

“So, what’ve you all been up to?” I asked Jenny once we’d sat in the living room and had a drink in our hands. God, she looked nice, even bundled up as she was.

Maybe I haven’t mentioned it, at least for a while, but Jenny’s a dancer, she was once offered a contract with ‘Dancing With the Stars’ way back when it premiered but didn’t want to move. She still has that sexy, lithe body as she owns her own dance/fitness studio. Dani and I have been going to one of her classes three times a week pretty much since the movie’s filming was finished, one of the reasons Dani looks so good. It hadn’t hurt my ‘figure’, either. I was in better shape than I’d been in decades, we both were.

She laughed, “Nice girls don’t tell,” she said.

“Operative word ‘nice’,” I told her, “I’m guessing you haven’t been exactly nice, come on – tell.”

“You first,” she answered, “what have the Shores been up to?”

“Well, let’s see...” Dani started, “fucked all night, Alan fixed the most scrumptious omelet ... then we girls sat on our boyfriends’ dicks during breakfast.”

“Special ingredient included,” he added.

“Best part was that we learned that ... April?” Dani looked toward her new friend.

April grinned, “Alan and I are ... getting married!” she squealed, excitedly, “January second, and you’re all invited. Dani’s going to be a bridesmaid, Janet ... will you?”

There was a moment of stunned silence, then Jenny and Janet jumped up, hugging both April and Alan, the whole thing seeming just a bit surreal since April was snuggled up to me on the loveseat and Dani with Alan on the recliner. I’d already concluded that we were going to have to get used to ‘surreal’, with this relationship, this group of friends. Not that I’m complaining, mind you.

Once we’d all settled back down and the girls’ chatter died down, Janet wanted to hear about the rest of our day so far.

“Welll,” Dani drew out the word, “I think I’d forgotten our little bet, whichever guy came first today, his girl was going to go with the other for the next week...”

That drew a surprised look from both Jenny and Richard, glancing back and forth between Dani and me, naturally noticing my flushed face. Fuck, I’d forgotten the stupid bet ... that I’d already fucking lost!

“And then we all braved the hot tub in the cold ... naked ... with a little ‘making out’ fun thrown in...”

“A, umm, LOT of making out,” I added.

“Mmmm, and Alan is sooo much fun to kiss,” Dani added, giving us a not so brief demonstration, Alan pinching her nearly bare nipple just for good measure.

“Geez, get a room, you two,” Janet said, rolling her eyes.

“I think they already have a room, not that they’re going to run off to it,” I told her.

Dani and Alan pulled apart, “Have to practice, might be in another movie together some day,” Dani explained.

Yeah, a porn, I thought.

“You were telling us about your day,” Jenny asked again.

This time it was Dani looking up at the ceiling, like she was in some dreamworld. “After we got out of the tub, April and I showered ... together, then, ummm...” hesitating, drawing it out, like she was scared to say what came next.

We all waited, some with baited breath, “A foursome, April and I starting it, Alan and Robert joining in and finishing it,” she finally said, adding, “poor April and Robert never got fucked though.”

“Oh, but your mouth more than made up for it,” April chimed in, “that orgasm was fiiine,” drawing it out to emphasize.

“Yeah, more than, never had a blow job quite like that before either,” I added.

“I think we missed quite a lot,” Jenny said, “by the way, who lost the bet?”

I groaned, that was all the answer she needed.

“Then you’re going to Tampa for a week ... with them?” she asked Dani.

Dani just looked at me, Alan, then Jenny, a sexy grin on her face, not saying a word.

She was fucking going to do it!

“Then Alan and I shoveled the driveway and walk,” I threw in. “So, back to the original question ... you guy’s, your night and today?”

The four of them looked back and forth between each other, “I think it’s safe to say that we spent the night finishing what we started at the house,” Jenny finally said, “our day, though, wasn’t nearly as exciting as yours,” she added.

“Details, girl, details,” Dani demanded.

She let out a little moan, “All I’ll say is that Richard and I didn’t sleep together. Neither did Janet and Jason ... and we, all four, enjoyed the night very much.”

“Same room though, right? And you watched each other?” April asked.

Jenny rolled her eyes, “Yeah to both, kind of hard not to when the two beds are two feet apart ... and very enjoyable too, we could get used to this,” she giggled, batting her eyes, “couldn’t we, Richard.”

“I think ... yes, we could,” he answered, pulling Janet to him with a long, lingering kiss.

“And to think, how long ago was it you were complaining to me?” Dani asked the best friend she’d ever had.

Jenny laughed, “Think maybe you’ve converted us ... you’re such a baaddd influence,” drawing it out to emphasize just how ‘bad’ an influence we’d been to them.

“Speaking of bad influence and watching, I don’t know about you girls but I’m really horny. You girls up for a little show for the boys?” Dani asked.

April giggled on my lap, “Oh, that sounds like fun, what are we going to do?” she asked.

Dani stood from Alan’s lap, “Come on girls, let’s go plot,” she said.

“Don’t go away,” April told me right before planting a kiss on my lips and getting up, the four of them heading upstairs.

We four guys sat in our chairs looking at each other like the dummies we were, like we were all wondering the same thing, what the fuck had just happened?

After what must have been several minutes of silence, I finally asked, “Anyone want a refill?”

“Yeah, sure,” seemed to be the consensus, so I got up and took our four glasses into the kitchen, and it dawned on me that I had no idea whose glass was whose, so got out four clean ones.

And then ... inspiration struck, “Alan ... can you give me a hand, please?” I shouted into the living room.

When he arrived a few seconds later, I asked him, “You by any chance have anything to add to these drinks that might make them a little more...” I batted my eyebrows, letting him know exactly what I was thinking without actually saying it, “appealing?”

He got a grin on his face, “I might,” he answered, “maybe you better get four more glasses for the girls,” he added.

I showed him where the alcohol and mixers were, not that we had a lot. Neither Dani nor I drink much, just a little on special occasions. I guess this was one of those occasions.

Then I went back in the living room and sat with Richard and Jason wondering what you say to guys who’ve seen each other’s wives naked ... and more.

Not to mention the other who-knows-how-many millions of people have seen and were going to see Dani naked this weekend and the coming weeks, probably ninety percent or more of the Tri-cities where we lived. I wondered how it was going to feel going in a store and virtually everybody we see will have seen her naked body. Kind of exciting, in a way.

Anyway, after several minutes of listening to ice clinking, the blender, and other sounds, Alan returned with a serving tray and eight filled glasses.

“Just a warning, Richard, you might want to avoid a drug test for a couple days after drinking these,” then he chuckled, “of course, after those brownies last night too,” he added.

I took a sip, it tasted like a sweet, fruity, alcoholic slushy. I laughed, thinking it was perfect for a thirteen-degree day ... NOT! I guess Alan was used to making drinks in warm, sunny Tampa, Florida. Of course, when the ladies came back downstairs, I expected the temperature would go way up.

“Janet told me a little, but tell us more about this dream you had,” Jason asked, “was Alan really a part in it?”

I closed my eyes a moment, remembering, it was still so vivid, even now, more than nine months after I’d awakened from the coma. “Yeah, he was, it started last year, October, the twenty-seventh to be exact. I never even knew I’d had an accident, just went out for a pizza and everything was different, back to 1987, Dani’s senior year.

“I’d been asking her to tell me about her first time with a guy but she never would. “That night, when I went for the pizza, it was like I went back in time; my parents’ old clunker car that I drove my first year of college, an old wool jacket that had shrunk and I’d given away decades ago in the back seat, the housing development we lived in was nothing but a wheat field, the football homecoming game and dance; the town was different, everything just like it had been back in 1987. Dani was one of the princesses, crowned queen that night, Alan was her escort, put the crown on her head, then kissed her on the cheek. Someone took a picture, and it was in her yearbook, that was the picture that made me start to wonder.

“Later, I was at the dance, Dani and Alan dancing together, she was so pretty. She whispered to him that her parents were out of town, that she’d have the house to herself, so they left the dance. I followed, and...”

That’s when Dani, Jenny, April, and Janet came back down the stairs, all four wearing my oversized shirts and seemingly nothing else, except each had on a pair of Dani’s heels. And my eyes fixed on Dani’s; a black-burgundy color, ankle straps, about four-inch heels, the exact shoes Alan had bought her that first weekend in my dream.

Four beautiful women, and what is sexier than a woman wearing nothing except a man’s shirt? And where do my eyes go? To Dani’s heels, but those weren’t just any shoes. I didn’t remember even mentioning them to anyone.

I’d bought Dani a fake, knock-off, red, and Jenny was wearing those, but Dani’s...

How could I forget those heels, Gianvito Rossi, four-inch heels, crisscrossed ankle straps, three diagonal straps across the toes, kind of a black-burgundy mix, the EXACT same as in my dream, Alan had bought them that first weekend Dani spent with him in Tampa, they’d cost $536.99, discounted from $894. I’d bet my next paycheck that these, that Dani had bought, had cost her within a penny.

“A couple of rules, boys,” Dani started when they were standing in front of us, arms across each other’s shoulders. “one, you guys are going to get naked; two, you touch only when we say you can; three, no penetration of any kind and no orgasm. I repeat, NO ORGASM, not until tonight...”

I had to ask, “Umm, what if...?”

Jenny answered, “Simple, you’ll sleep alone tonight.”

I groaned, imagining what may be in store for us between now and bedtime, also imagining bedtime.”

“Any questions?” Janet asked.

God, those four looked good, bare legs, shirts barely covering their private parts, pretty clearly no bras.

And I was really feeling the effect of whatever Alan had put in the omelet and drink, even after that little interlude earlier where I’d lost the bet.

“Are we clear?” April asked, “need an answer.”

“Yes,” all four of us guys chimed in simultaneously. The ladies were in charge, ‘cept I had a pretty strong feeling that they weren’t going to be ‘ladies’ much longer.

“While you guys are getting naked...” Dani said, the girls pairing off, Dani and Janet, April and Jenny, coming together and kissing ... and not just any old kiss, full, open-mouth, French kisses.

It was a voyeur’s wet dream come true; Dani and Janet, April and Jenny, hands roaming, pulling shirts up showing off their tiny panties, pressing tits against each other, and those lips grinding against each other’s. God, if I hadn’t been hard before!

I wasn’t alone, either, not the only one who forgot that we were supposed to be ‘getting naked’, that this was only an interlude. But fuck, it was sexy, and coupled with Alan’s little concoctions...

Janet started to push Dani’s shirt up, nothing but a thong on underneath, and I mean NOTHING. Dani held her arms up, and slipped it off, those glorious tits bare for all to see.

I know, I know, we’d been there before, all of us naked together, but still ... seeing my wife, my Daniella, in nothing except a tiny thong in front of three other guys was giving me a thrill I can’t even begin to describe, one of those things I’ll NEVER get used to. I think the tiny thong only added to the eroticism of the moment. To say that I was aroused is so lacking in any degree of context. Even super-aroused doesn’t even come close. My dick was so fucking hard!

The admonition to not let myself come was getting harder, much harder. I finally had the wherewithal to take off my shirt and drop my pants and shorts. Looking around, it appeared the other guys had the same recognition as they were all doing the same, and a moment later, we guys were all sitting back down, all four of us stark naked, hard dicks all around. And Alan ... fuck!

Of course, by then, all four girls were down to heels and panties, all borrowed from Dani. And yeah, they were feeling each other up, rolling nipples, kissing, Jenny even sucking one of April’s tits.

Dani broke away from Janet, announcing, “We drew straws ... girls, it’s time.”

Time? Time for what?

We soon found out, Janet sitting down on my naked lap, straddling it, pushing my dick tight between us, and pressing her tits against my chest.

Oh God, I thought, I can’t do this!

Oh fuck!! We kissed, Janet’s panty-clad pussy rubbing against my cock, driving me fucking insane. It was sensory overload to the extreme.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Jenny on Alan’s lap, April on Richard’s, and Dani on Jason’s, all of them making out. Janet apparently saw me looking and told me, “Jason’s been fantasizing about her ever since he met her and saw her in the movie that night,”

“And I’ve wanted to do this ever since you started telling me about your dream, was so hard to stay professional,” and her lips were back on mine, her tongue probing my mouth, her naked tits pressing against my chest.

“Don’t let yourself come,” she told me, rubbing her panty-clad pussy against the underside of my swollen dick, “I want my all-nighter.”

I wrapped my arms around Janet’s bare back and pulled her tight to me, our lips grinding together. Fuck, I’d never guessed ... not that I hadn’t admired her too from way back then. Maybe ‘admired’ isn’t exactly the right word, but I’d tried to stay dispassionate too.

Not any fucking longer!

My hand crept down to her butt, feeling those silky panties, fingers sneaking under ... and I don’t know what the signal was but she suddenly backed away, as all four girls did. “You boys need to get cleaned up, we’re going to The River’s Edge for dinner,” Dani told us, “Hon,” she added, looking at me, “get some nice clothes and take them in one of the guest rooms, we girls are using our room.”

‘The River’s Edge’, I thought, watching four fabulous, panty-clad butts walking up our stairs, that was where I took Elle that night. It seemed so long ago, but was only six months ago. It made me wonder about her and her husband. She’d gone back to him after our brief liaison. I haven’t heard from her since, guess she’s thought that her relationship with her husband was more important, not that I blamed her.

But still, I missed her. Maybe, at some point...

Enough daydreaming, time to get dressed for the evening ahead. Alan and I had our clothes here, Richard’s at his house, and Jason’s at the hotel. I thought that Janet and Jenny would probably need to get something too, so suggested they take our car, my Accord, not Dani’s Mustang.

We’d already put the old clothes back on, and I went upstairs, lightly knocking on our bedroom door. Dani opened it slightly, poking her head out. “Do Janet and Jenny need to go get some clothes?” I asked her, “Richard and Jason are taking the Accord to get ready.”

“Thanks, but no, we’ve got it covered,” she answered, “and I put some clothes for you in the other room,” then she closed the door.

Okay, I thought, that seemed a little weird, but what the heck, it’s up to them. I went back downstairs and gave the car key to Richard. “We’ll call an Uber later,” I told him, “the girls said they’re fine, have everything they need.” We looked outside, noting that the snow had been plowed from the street, leaving just packed snow. Bless the City, they were sure prompt with their plowing.

“Dani said our reservation’s for eight,” I told Richard and Jason, “meet you there?”

They agreed, and a moment later pulled away. That left Alan and me to get ready. “You go ahead, take the bathroom first,” I told Alan.

We went upstairs, and I saw that Dani had laid out my tan slacks and turquoise shirt. I hoped that meant she’d be wearing her turquoise dress she’d bought a month or so ago, one of those that she’d never have worn before this little change of direction in our lives.

Alan and I took turns showering and all those other little niceties a guy has to do to go out with a pretty girl, you know, about ten-percent of what a girl has to do. Then we waited downstairs in front of the TV. It reminded me of the times he and I had waited for Dani in my dreams. This time it was four of them we were waiting on, so we settled back for what we anticipated to be a long wait.

Thankfully, it was Saturday night, the Washington – Washington State football game was on, and I was a huge Washington State fan. It was just a bit of a downer that the game would still be going when we left for dinner. I could only anticipate, though, that the planned evening would be much more interesting. I wondered how we’d be partnered for dinner, although I had my suspicions.

Dani yelled downstairs to call an Uber, that they’d be ready in half an hour. I made sure to note that there were six of us, so they’d know to send a van.

Oh, did I mention that I was fucking horny!

Naturally, the game was in the third quarter and fucking tied when the girls came downstairs, all four wearing coats, all Dani’s. Apparently, our friends hadn’t exactly been prepared for ten-degree weather, probably had never been in ten-degree weather, being from Florida.

Our Uber, a Honda minivan, was twenty minutes late because of the slick roads, and we headed out to The River’s Edge, the three smallest, Jenny, Dani, and April in the far back seat, Janet and I in the middle seats, and Alan the front passenger. Our driver was a man roughly our age, fifties maybe. “You were in that movie,” he said, looking in his mirror, “wife and I enjoyed it, never thought I’d be giving a ride to a famous person.”

Dani laughed, “Not exactly famous, just a small-town girl who got lucky,” she answered him.

“Well anyway, can I get your autograph before you leave? Wife’d love it.”

I was watching her, her smile a mile wide. “I’d be honored to sign something for you, what’re your names?”

“Henry and Laurie,” he answered.

“Well, Henry, when we get to the restaurant, find me something to sign, it’ll be my first official autograph.”

He was still watching her in his mirror, like he was trying to figure something out, “Was you a teacher? Kennewick High?” he asked.

She smiled, “I was, physics, biology, and math - algebra and trigonometry.”

“Thought so, think you taught our daughter few years back, remember you from a parent-teacher conference. Ally loved you, you not teaching anymore?”

There it was, that look on Dani’s face, she still missed teaching. “No, afraid not, I had to resign after my husband had his accident last year, then the movie.”

He frowned, “Too bad, best teacher in school, Ally told us, it was ... couple years ago.”

That brought back the smile, “What was her last name, I try to remember my kids?”

This was something we sure hadn’t anticipated with an Uber.

“Peterson, Allison Peterson, think it was trigonometry.” He laughed, “You ever hear the joke about the back woodsman, sent his kid off to school and told him to take that triggernometry class, cause he was the worst shot in the family.”

We all laughed at his funny. Dumb but funny.

“I do remember her, pretty girl, smart. What’s she doing now, her aim any better?”

More laughter.

“She went to Columbia Basin Community College two years, now at Washington State, going to be a veterinarian. She’s home for the weekend

“Good for her, I remember she used to talk about her pet goats, tell her Daniella told her hi.”

“You said your husband was in an accident, what was that?”

“He fell and hit his head, spent four months in a coma.”

“Wow,” he said, “you look fine now, musta recovered okay?”

“Yeah, totally recovered from it, it was pretty hard on Dani, though,” I answered, “she spent almost the whole four months at the hospital with me.”

We were just pulling into the restaurant’s parking, and he stopped by the front door. We didn’t see either the Accord or Richard’s Mercedes. Jenny drives a Midnight Blue Jaguar F, but Richard likes his Mercedes. We’ve ridden in it numerous times, some car!