Chapter 12: The Weekend Continues

I woke up this morning to a quiet house. It was a welcome respite from the hustle and bustle of the previous day. Both the birthday party and the initiation had been very successful but they also had zapped a lot of energy out of everyone involved.

I let my wife sleep while I fixed the morning coffee and thought about today’s activities. I wanted to get the new gate installed between our house and the Twains but I had all morning to do that.

I ended up pouring a second cup of coffee and returned to the bedroom. My wife smelled the aroma and instantly sat up and grabbed for the cup. Neither of us were fully functional until we had that first cup.

I told Ann how proud I was of her and her ability to throw such a wonderful birthday party for Liz. “The only thing I worry about is what might happen when the kids told their parents about the True/False game.”

My wife told me not to worry. She had called all the parents prior to the party and told them about the games they would play at the party. She said that she even told them the example statements that she would use in explaining the rules for True/False. “They were all in agreement and several thought they might use the same game with some of their friends.”

Our conversation shifted to this afternoon’s invitation for lunch and a group chat.

Ann thought it was a good idea since we were going to be neighbors with the Twains. I agreed that it was a good idea but I also expressed my fear that they were trying to invite themselves into our poly group.

I explained to my wife that I thought that having sex with the senior Twains and their oldest children might have been premature at best and ill-advised at worst.

“Honey, have you noticed that our poly group is moving toward family groupings instead of couples?

“I have Eddie, but I don’t see why that should worry you. We have always said that a poly group is a group of like-minded people. I am tired of the churches, politicians, and socialists telling me what is right and wrong, what I can think, and what I can do. I am tired of priests, ministers, and teachers telling me that they know how to raise and educate my child better than I do.

“Our poly group believes that family and family values are more important than the archaic and inane rules set forth by the church or politicians.

“The Svensons believe what we believe and we, in many ways, formed an alliance. The Quigleys joined our group. Austin has joined our family and Tracy is bringing her brother with her for today’s get-together. The Twains showed us Friday night that they believed the same things we do and they are bringing Matt’s brother to join our group today. Why shouldn’t we all become a polyamorous group? I am sure that we will meet others that believe the same thing we do and we should not exclude them from joining us.

“The idea that family love is sinful or immoral is simply not right. We are afraid to let people know how we feel because we don’t want to be shamed or treated as crazed, lustfilled perverts whose only goal is to fuck our children and turn them into sex toys.

“Eddie, that’s not who we are or ever will be. That’s not who our friends are or ever will be. It is our fate, our destiny, to help other like-minded people find peace, joy, and comfort in practicing family love as it should be; devoid of lust and perversion.”

I pulled my wife’s soft body into my arms and thanked her for setting me straight. Her words reduced my anxiety about this afternoon and the future.

I did get the new gate built and installed between the Twain house and ours but it was almost eleven before I finished. For the first time in several days, I took a shower alone.

My wife joined me in the bathroom as I was toweling myself dry. “Eddie, I have laid out the clothes you should wear to the Twain house.”

I thanked her and left to get dressed as Ann finished her personal grooming.

I found the clothes that I was to wear; a pair of black loafers, black socks, tight black boxers, tan slacks, and a black long-sleeved dress shirt. I was a little surprised about the underwear since we had all been going commando for the past two weeks.

When my wife came into the room, I asked her about the boxers and she said that Joan had called and wanted all of the adults to wear exactly five items of clothing. Shoes and socks would count as two of the items.

I had the idea that some kind of striptease was going to happen this afternoon but didn’t say anything to Ann.

My wife wore black flats, black G-string panties, a black strapless bra, tan knee length skirt, and a black peasant blouse.

At 11:55, the Quigleys and the Svensons met us at our house and we all walked over to the Twain house.

Everyone was hugging or shaking hands. Ann and I made a point of meeting Sam Borden and Mitch Twain. Matt and Joan thanked me for the new gate.

Matt clapped his hands to get everyone’s attention. He thanked all of us for joining them this afternoon so that we could get to know each other better. “The plan for this afternoon is to have a light lunch followed by the adults adjourning to the great room.”

Joan said, “Matt has arranged for a limo to pick up the kids and take them to the I-MAX movie theater. There are several Disney films showing and they can choose which one they want to see. Our oldest son, Mark, will pay for the tickets and snacks. After the movie, the limo will take the kids to the Ice Cream Shoppe where they can get the treat of their choice. Mark will also pick up the tab there. The limo will return the kids at 4:30.”

We let the kids go through the buffet line first since their limo would be picking them up shortly. The buffet featured three kinds of bread, four kinds of meat, three kinds of sliced cheese, condiments, and three kinds of salads.

I don’t know if the kids were more excited about going to the movies without their parents or the fact that they were going to be chauffeured in a big, black limousine.

I don’t know if the adults were more excited because the kids would be gone for three or four hours or because of what kind of sexual activities would occur with them gone.

Once everyone was in the great room, Joan said, “Matt and I and our family are new to this neighborhood. We haven’t had a lot of experience meeting new people.

“A few months ago we did meet John and Carol. We have known Carol for a much longer time. Matt and I used her counseling services to help us better understand our values and beliefs. Carol assured us that what we were doing as a family and especially what we were doing sexually should be practiced in all families.

“She taught us that sexuality is part of who our children are and who they will become. She explained that sexuality develops and changes throughout our children’s life. She said that our feeling comfortable with their sexuality and sexual identity was essential to our children’s healthy development.

“The most important thing that Carol taught us is to never force our beliefs on the children. Never let them think that they have to do anything that they don’t want to do or are not ready to do. Family love is about passion. Each member of the family must put the happiness of the others above their own fulfillment.

“Friday, we met Edward, Ann, Austin, and Liz. They are the embodiment of what true family love should be. Everyone is equal. No one is dominated or forced to submit to another family member. Their passion to please each other is done with enthusiasm, excitement, and zeal.”

“What my wife is trying to say is that we would like to join your group along with our oldest son Mark and our oldest daughter, Jackie. The twins are not old enough to understand the pleasures and risks involved in sexual relationships and we do not think that it is advisable to expose them to group play at this time. Maybe in a year or two when their minds have matured more and their bodies have developed.”

I knew that Matt was speaking from his heart when he said, “Parenting can sometimes be overwhelming. While we love them and would do anything to help them develop, Joan and I also need adult companionship. Carol taught us that swinging would not satisfy our needs since that kind of life style was more about self-enjoyment rather than mutual enjoyment. Wife swapping was even worse. The women often become second class. Their bodies are used as trade goods, given to another man so that their husband can fuck the other man’s wife.

“Neither of those live styles are for us. Swing does not provide the love and acceptance that we need. Swapping doesn’t provide the passion and caring of mutual attraction. Swapping isn’t love making. It is the lustful fucking of another woman to satisfy the man’s ego.

“What Joan and I are hoping is that your group can give us what we are desperately seeking and in return, we can express our love and passion with all of you.”

Silence pervaded the room until Joan said, “We sent the children to the movies for a reason. Matt and I want to get to know each of you and for you to get to know us. Matt and I have learned that adults and children are more guarded and more hesitant to express themselves when they are clothed. When a person is naked, they are more likely to be truthful in their conversations and actions. Let’s face it. When you are naked you can’t hide your imperfections or blemishes. You cannot hide your excitement or disgust either.

“So, we have three games we would like to play with you before the kids come back home.”

Joan had us sit in a circle on the floor alternating male and female.