Chapter 13

By the time the three of us had got to sleep last night, it was only about three hours until I had to get up for work, and as I was dropping Annette home she had to wake up too. Robin, the lucky sod, could stay in bed another hour or so. Annette and I tried to be quiet so as not to wake him; we shared the bathroom and then crept quietly downstairs. I made us a coffee and we sat chatting and drinking it in the kitchen.

"Was Wayne expecting you to be here all night?"

"I think so," Annette laughed, "he told me to make sure I went home well fucked!"

I giggled,

"I hope you feel you succeeded."

"Mmmm yes, thank you."

"What are friends for," I grinned.

We drank our coffee and then I made one to take up for Robin before we left, he was fast asleep so we left the coffee on the bedside table and went back downstairs having checked his alarm clock was set. We laughed and chatted all the way to Annette's house, Wayne was just parking his car as we pulled up, and I gave him a wave as Annette walked across to meet him at the door. I beeped the horn, waved again and headed off to pick up Claire on the way to work. Claire was waiting outside her flat; she had a bag with her, which she dumped on the back seat before sliding in next to me and giving me a kiss.

"You plan on staying a while?" I asked with a glance at the bag.

"Well, if we are going out tonight I thought I'd better pack a dress, plus I have a few things I need for tomorrow."

"What sort of things?"

"Wait and see." she grinned wickedly.

"Hmm, I see a week away from me has given you time to do some planning."

"Oh yes, I have been a busy girl!"

No matter how I tried, she would not give me any more clues and I resigned myself to discovering her plans the hard way.

She spent the whole day at work making mysterious comments, I decided not to let myself react, and after a while, she seemed to give up.

In the car on the way home, she asked,

"What shall we do tonight? Do you want to go check this party thing out?"

"I thought we might wander along for an hour or so, just to be polite, and play it by ear from there."

"Sounds good to me, who knows it might be fun."

We got home and automatically undressed in the hallway and hung our uniforms side by side. We glanced at each other and both giggled,

"Doesn't take long for these little habits to get a grip does it?" she asked.

"No, I'd feel a bit odd being here and dressed now I expect. It certainly cuts down the washing and ironing too!"

We went through to the kitchen and I made us both a coffee and put some supper for all three of us in the oven.

"Let's go upstairs, I need to decide what to wear tonight."

Claire grinned,

"You look just lovely as you are."

"I don't think it's that sort of party, I'll just phone to say we are coming and find out."

I took the phone and called Leon's number.

"Hello," a male voice answered.

"Oh hi, is that Leon's dad?"

"Yes."

"Its Amanda here, I spoke to your wife yesterday."

"Oh yes, she said, hold on I'll give her a shout."

I heard him put the phone down then shout

"Sylvia, phone for you."

A moment later, she came on the line,

"Hello."

"Hi its Amanda, I was just calling about tonight."

"Oh good, are you going to come then?"

"Yes, me and my friend Claire if that's Ok."

"Sure, like I said David always likes to have more pretty girls here."

"What sort of party is it, what should we wear?"

"It's just a little get together for friends, nothing too smart."

"Ok, we will see you around eight then."

I put the phone down, finished my coffee and said to Claire,

"Right, let's go get ready now then I can spend some time with Robin when he gets home."

We went upstairs and Claire took her dress out of the bag and hung it up. I resisted the temptation to peek in the bag; if she wanted it to be a surprise; I was not going to spoil her fun.

"Do you want the first shower?" I asked.

"Why don't we share it?" she winked at me.

I grinned,

"Because if we do we will end up making love and then we will be late!"

"Spoilsport!"

I let her go and shower while I decided what to wear. Claire's dress was black so I decided to wear my red halter neck again. I sorted out clean stockings and a pair of red strappy sandals with a two-inch heel. Once that was sorted, I went to chase Claire out of the shower. I stood with a towel and wrapped it around her as she stepped from the shower. She snuggled into my arms and our lips met in a soft kiss as I began towelling her dry. Her lips parted and she pressed against me her tongue licking into my mouth softly. Reluctantly I broke away and stepped into the shower, my skin was tingling as I soaped myself all over and I hoped the party would not be too long, as I really wanted to get Claire into bed very soon.

When I came back into the bedroom, Claire was just putting the finishing touches to her make up. I glanced at the clock and realised Robin would be home in about five minutes so I hurriedly dried myself and slipped my suspender belt and stockings on.

"Come on Claire, Robin will be here any minute."

"I'm ready," she said standing up.

She was dressed just the same as me. A suspender belt and sheer black stockings really looked good on her, the black lace and nylon framing her pretty shaved pussy perfectly. We went downstairs and I quickly made coffee for the three of us, I was just pouring it out when Robin came through the door.

"Go and tell him I'm just making coffee and I will bring it through in a moment."

Claire went into the hall and I heard her laughing with Robin. By the time I brought the coffee through Robin had undressed and the two of them were sitting side by side on the sofa. I slipped in on Robin's other side and kissed him.

"How was your day darling?"

"Not bad thanks, although coming home gets more attractive every day! I'm never sure how many sexy naked women I will find."

I laughed,

"We like to keep you guessing dear."

He settled back in the sofa an arm around each of us and we snuggled up with our heads on his shoulders. His hands drifted down and he started gently stroking one breast with each hand. I glanced across at Claire and winked. Together we reached down and each wrapped a hand around his cock stroking gently as it swelled and grew in our hands. Looking at Claire I could see she was staring down at Robin's cock and licking her lips so I let go and reached up to gently push her head downwards. She leant over and her lips opened to take my husband's cock in her mouth. Robin just sighed happily and leant back enjoying the feeling. I whispered in his ear,

"Do you like having my girlfriend suck you darling?"

"Mmmm yes," he sighed.

I slipped off the seat and onto the floor between Robin's legs, leaning forward I had just enough room to lick his balls and the base of his cock which was sliding in and out of Claire's mouth as she bobbed her head. She let him slip out of her mouth and I quickly took him in mine, licking round and round his knob. After a minute or so, I let him go and Claire quickly took over again. She sucked him for a while then let him slip out of her mouth again and just used her tongue to lick him. I joined in and the two of us were licking him together our tongues sliding over his knob licking it and each other. He was sighing and breathing harder now, he had a hand stroking each of our heads as we shared his lovely hard cock.

"Mmmm you two are so good at this," he moaned.

Claire and I switched to sucking him again, taking it in turns, passing him from mouth to mouth. I felt Robin's hand tighten against my head and knew he was about to come. I was ready and as I felt the first jet flood my mouth I quickly passed his cock to Claire's waiting lips, I saw her cheeks hollow as she sucked the rest of Robin's cream out of him. As she lifted her head away, a trickle of come escaped her mouth and ran down her chin. I leant forward quickly and licked it up then as my tongue met her lips we began kissing passionately sharing Robin's come between us. Our tongues licked and slid against each other as we kissed. Our lips parted finally and as Claire lowered her head to gently lick Robin's cock I moved up and kissed him letting him have a taste of his cream too.

After we had cleaned ourselves up a bit and eaten supper Claire and I headed upstairs to finish getting ready. Claire's dress looked lovely on her the skirt was split up one side almost to the hip and as she moved, I caught glimpses of stocking top. As my dress had a diagonal hem, my stocking tops were on view occasionally too and when we went back downstairs Robin gave a very appreciative whistle.

"Mmmm," he said, "you both look lovely, a stunning contrast of colours."

I grinned at Claire,

"The only thing my husband knows about women's clothes is how to undo them!"

"That's not quite true," laughed Robin, "I know what I like and I like what I see now."

"Well if you are a lucky boy we might pop in and see you at work on the way home, assuming we haven't found ourselves some men at the party!"

Robin laughed and pulled me into his arms for a kiss,

"Why not try for both?" he whispered in my ear.

His hands drifted down and cupped my bottom pulling me against him and I felt his cock stirring against my tummy.

"Break it up you two," said Claire "we ought to be going Amanda."

I kissed Robin again then stepped away from him, Claire quickly took my place for her goodbye kiss and when she stepped back, I noticed that Robin's cock was half-hard. I reached over and stroked it quickly,

"I will deal with you later," I said to it grinning.

Robin walked to the door with us and we each got another quick kiss before we left.

On the way to the party Claire kept stroking my thigh where my dress had slipped up, I was feeling very turned on and was almost tempted to turn round and take her home to bed but decided to postpone pleasure for a while longer. We pulled up outside a large house with about seven or eight cars on the drive and along the road outside.

"Nice house," said Claire.

"Yes it looks pretty big."

We parked and walked up the drive and I rang the doorbell. A tall dark haired woman of about forty opened the door.

"Hi," I said, "are you Sylvia?"

"Yes," she replied, "and you must be Amanda."

"Yes, and this is my friend Claire."

"Pleased to meet you, now come on in and let's get you a drink and introduce you to the girls."

We followed her along a hallway and into a large lounge, looking around I was struck by two things, firstly the furniture and decoration was very smart and looked expensive. The second thing was that there were about eight or nine other women there but no men. I turned to Sylvia and said,

"I didn't realise it was women only tonight."

She laughed,

"Oh no, I should have explained, we have these little parties most weeks, we are all rugby widows. My husband plays for a veteran's team and they have a light training session every Friday. We wives started having a get together of our own and now it is a sort of established thing. We go to different houses each week, the boys train until eight so they will usually arrive anytime from about eight thirty. Now what can I get you to drink and then let's introduce you to a few people."

She led us over to a table, which had a large selection of drinks on it

"Red or white?" she asked.

"Oh red for me please."

"Red for me too."

"Well that's nice and easy," she said as she poured a couple of large glasses of wine for us. "Now, let me think, you both work at the hospital don't you?"

We nodded.

"In that case you might now Helen, now where is she?"

She led us across towards the patio doors and round into an alcove.

"Helen," she called, "we have a couple of new girls here who you might now from work, be a dear and give them the low down while I play the perfect hostess."

"Hello Helen," Claire and I said together.

"Hello you two, I didn't expect to see you here."

"We didn't know what to expect," I said, "I did some first aid on Leon the other night and then Sylvia asked me along to say thanks, and as Claire was staying with me tonight she came along too."

The three of us chatted for a while then wandered across to get another drink.

"I didn't know you liked rugby Helen." I said.

"Oh I can't stand the game," she laughed, "but I do like the men who play it!" she gave me a broad wink and I giggled.

"You never change do you?" I grinned.

"You have though; you were all over that guy at Annette's the other weekend."

I grinned,

"I was not! Well not much anyway."

"Huh, I saw the way he was watching you in that bikini of yours."

"You should have been there later when we went skinny dipping then."

"Really, I always thought you were a bit straight for that sort of thing."

"Oh I think you would be surprised at me these days, I have got a lot more relaxed lately."

"I hope so, these rugby boys can get a little carried away at times."

"So can I," I winked at her again.

Just then, a commotion from the hallway heralded the arrival of the men; I do not know about a veteran team, some of them looked pretty young and fit to me. Most of the guys made a beeline for the beer but Sylvia dragged a tall slightly grey haired man away from the bar and over to us.

"David, this is Amanda, the lady who looked after Leon the other night."

He shook my hand and then said,

"No wonder Leon has been in a daze all week, you look stunning in that dress. I hope Sylvia has been looking after you."

"Yes, we are enjoying ourselves."

"We? Is your husband here then?"

"No he works evenings, I came with a girlfriend."

"Excellent, I always say we need more pretty girls here, keep the older ones on their toes!" He laughed and his wife smiled and stood heavily on his foot.

"Ouch!"

"Serves you right dear, Amanda isn't used to your schoolboy sense of humour yet!"

Sylvia moved off to chat to some other guests leaving me alone for a moment with her husband; we made polite conversation for a while before he excused himself saying he had a couple of things to attend to. I was looking around for Helen when Claire came up to me and whispered in my ear,

"I think we have stumbled across one of those parties you read about in the Sunday papers."

"What makes you say that? It all seems very sedate and normal to me."

She giggled,

"I just went upstairs to use the loo, and decided to have a peep into a couple of the rooms. When I looked into one of them there were three people in there and they were far too busy to notice me."

"Busy with what?"

"With each other stupid! That redheaded woman was up there with two of the men."

I looked around and realised that several of the women who had been there earlier were not in the room anymore.

"Maybe we are in for more than we expected tonight then."

Just then David banged on a table and shouted for quiet,

"Ladies and gentlemen," he shouted before continuing more quietly as people stopped talking.

"Thank you all for coming this evening, as captain of the team I have a few things to say. Firstly, a big thank you to my lovely wife Sylvia for arranging this evening. Second, do not forget gentlemen we have a match tomorrow so do not drink too much, you know how it impairs your performance, and not just on the field! Third, and most important, we have a birthday boy here tonight. Graham is twenty-one again so if you ladies would form an orderly queue we can get his birthday kisses out of the way and get on with the evening."

I thought he was just joking but saw that the women were forming a line along the side of the room; I was wondering what to do when Sylvia appeared beside me with Claire.

"I'd forgotten about Graham's birthday," she said, "we have a bit of a ritual for birthdays I hope you won't mind joining in," She led us across and stood between the two of us in the middle of the line. The men formed a line opposite and started clapping as one of them was pushed into the middle of the room. A few of them shouted comments along the lines of "make the most of it" or "fill your boots son."

"Just watch what the others do," whispered Sylvia, "I'm sure you will get the idea."

Graham made his way to the end of the line and the first woman put her arms around him and pulled his head down for a kiss. I had expected it to be just a quick kiss but they were kissing for about a minute before David shouted,

"Times up."

The woman let Graham go and the next person in line moved forward for her kiss.

"Each one of us undoes one button on his shirt as we kiss him," said Sylvia, "and then once his shirt is off we start on his trousers!"

I laughed,

"And then what?"

"Whichever of us ends up taking off his underpants gets to take him upstairs!"

"Sounds like my sort of game," said Claire glancing along the line and doing some mental arithmetic.

"We like it," said Sylvia. "The only other rule is that his wife has the first kiss so she can't be the one who he takes upstairs."

By now, Graham had made it to the fourth person in line and his shirt was open to his waist. As he kissed her, she pulled his shirt out of his trousers and undid the last button. There was a cheer from the men as she pulled his shirt off and threw it across the room. Claire was next and I watched closely as she flowed into his arms and put her face up for her kiss. Her hands were busy between them as she unbuckled his belt before standing back as he moved on to Sylvia. She kissed him very passionately and I noticed his hands stroking her bottom in a familiar way. As Graham moved in front of me, I realised that Sylvia had undone the waist of his trousers and that I was going to get to take them off him. I moved in close and as his lips met mine and his tongue slipped into my mouth I slowly pulled down his zip and pushed his trousers down. He kept kissing me as they slid down his legs and then as our lips parted, he stepped out of them. I bent and picked them up and threw them across the room to join his shirt. I should have guessed that Helen would have worked out where to stand. She had a big grin as Graham moved along the line to her. She put her head back and pulled his head down to hers then as they kissed, her hands stroked down his back to find the waistband of his boxer shorts and push them down. As they slid to the floor, Helen pressed in closer against him.

David shouted again,

"We have a winner, well done Helen, but be gentle with him. We need him fit for the match tomorrow."

There was a burst of cheering as Graham led Helen across the room and out into the hallway.

"That's all very nice for Helen," moaned Claire, "but what about the rest of us?"

Sylvia laughed,

"I wasn't expecting things to get going this early, I really invited the two of you to sound you out about joining our little club but I see you are more than ready for our sort of fun, come out in the kitchen where it's a bit quieter and I'll explain."

We followed her out and sat around the kitchen table,

"It all began a few years ago, because the men all play rugby together we all ended up doing a fair bit of socialising and so on, after games, parties etc. Things rather evolved over a year or so, the flirting got to a pretty extreme level and a few of the men left the team. David thinks they were made to by their wives, so what we were left with was a whole bunch of us who were meeting around once a week so I got the wives together and we worked out a few rules."

"Which are?" I asked.

"At these parties anything goes pretty much but no-one sees any of the other people separately, except as couples."

"Yes..."

"And at the parties no-one is allowed to have sex with their own partner," she laughed, "although David always has me afterwards and I'm sure a few of the other men like 'sloppy seconds' too!"

"My Robin certainly does," I grinned, "he will be really mad about working nights!"

"The other rule is no sex downstairs, if you don't feel like it then stay down here, if you go upstairs the guys will assume you are looking for some fun and you will definitely get it!"

"Sounds just my sort of thing," said Claire, "how often do you do this then?"

"Most weeks during the rugby season, things go a bit quieter during the summer; in fact this is the first party for a couple of months."

She turned to me,

"So Amanda, how do you feel about it? I was planning to ask you sometime next week when I could explain better but events got away from me a bit tonight."

"I'm glad they did;" I laughed, "now we can have fun tonight instead of waiting a week!"

Sylvia giggled and leant towards me,

"I'm glad you feel like that because David told me earlier that he really fancied having you tonight."

"Well it would be rude to disappoint the host wouldn't it?"

I had a little quiver of excitement inside at the thought of having David, it would be interesting comparing father and son, although I had no intention of letting on about Leon.

Claire gave me a little glance and I guessed she had worked that out too; she stood up and reached for my hand.

"Shall we go and explore upstairs then?" she asked.

Sylvia stood up too,

"Let's go find that husband of mine then, I love watching him with a new woman, it always brings out the best in him."

I laughed,

"My husband is just the same, isn't he Claire?"

"Well he certainly always gives me a good time."

"Mmmm," purred Sylvia, "After my husband has had the two of you, you will have to let me have your husband Amanda."

"He would never forgive me if I didn't!" I grinned, "And after your husband has had me I'd like to have you Sylvia."

"I think my husband and I are going to enjoy you."

As the three of us walked across the lounge, I noticed that there were a lot fewer people around so I assumed that the party had moved upstairs. David was standing at the foot of the stairs and he grinned when he saw the three of us walking towards him.

"Did you explain things to them?" he asked his wife.

"Yes. After Graham's birthday line up I think they had pretty much worked it out for themselves though."