Chapter 9: Everybody's Doing It

When Louise suggested that we call it a night, I didn't for a moment think that she was feeling sleepy. I might have been new to this sort of thing, but I was pretty sure that the same desperate need I'd been feeling, only moments before, for a hot hard cock was being felt, right now, by my hostess, Louise.

I hoped her ancient husband -- fifteen years or so Tad's senior -- would be able to get it up again on her behalf. I knew that I had provided the inspiration for his first orgasm of the evening already.

I offered to help Louise change the sheets on their bed, but she just unceremoniously removed the dustcover -- covered, right now, with something other than just dust -- and told me that Tad and I should find the guestroom and the shower. She and Don were going to "turn in."

Yeah, I thought. They were going to "turn in" to the beast with two backs!

Well, that was OK by me. We all said our swift goodnights and Tad gathered up his clothing and escorted me down the hall. Most of my clothing was elsewhere -- still in the kitchen, maybe? But who needs clothing?

I stripped off Tad's jockey shorts again -- it was the only item of clothing he'd put back on -- and we both got into the shower stall in the guest bathroom. It wasn't very big -- it was one of those abbreviated tub-shower set-ups -- but we were still feeling friendly and we cleaned each other thoroughly before turning off the water and drying each other off.

By that time, a distinct thumping sound could be heard from the master bedroom, and it was no secret to either of us that Don was fucking Louise's brains out.

Well, he had certainly earned a good fucking.

They kept at it for an admirably long time -- especially considering that Tad and I had been so hot that we had blasted off -- on camera -- in simultaneous orgasm in what must have been about fifteen seconds flat. I smiled at my beloved husband as we listened to the sounds coming from the master bedroom.

"Maybe we ought to find the camera and take a few shots," Tad said, laughing.

"Surely they won't be able to keep it up long enough for us to set up the lights," I said.

"No matter. Something tells me those two already have plenty of action shots of that sort."

"Don't be too sure," I answered. "I think if they'd had any of the two of them fucking, Don already would have shown them to you."

"You may be right," Tad said.

We climbed between the cool, clean sheets on the Parker's guest bed, both of us naked, newly washed, and not nearly as horny has we had been, a mere half-hour earlier. The thumping continued.

"Jesus!" Tad said. "That guy's got real staying power! And did you see the size of his cock?"

"It was big," I said. "And the reason he has so much staying power is that he came in his pants from watching us!"