Chapter 99

WINTER PARK, SUNDAY MORNING, OCTOBER 20

Dessie and Phillip, Selina's parents, had spent the night with their "friends" Dane and Lacy. The two couples were now walking from the attached restaurant at the ski lodge back to the suite. Last night was the first time the four had gotten together since Dane and Lacy had left the country two years ago. The job done (Dane was a structural engineer), the two had returned home to Saint Louis. Lacy had called Dessie to let her know they were home. While they were talking, Dessie had mentioned that she and Phillip were going to Winter Park for a wedding and would probably do a little skiing while they were there. While the women were talking on the phone, Phillip had walked in, realized who Dessie was talking to, picked up another phone and gotten into the conversation.

Eventually, they had agreed to meet in Winter Park. After they had hung up, Dessie had grinned at Phillip, "Well?"

"What?" he had answered, frowning.

"Don't play coy with me. You want some more of that, don't you?"

Phillip frowned again. "Yeah. Yeah ... I guess I do, but I just can't get into Dane. He's a pompous ass. All he wants to do is brag about some expensive project he's just built, or some shit like that. He acts like other people's money is his own. I could buy and sell the bastard with my pocket change. He's a prick. How in the hell can you like him with his attitude?"

Dessie had walked over and hugged her husband. "Who says I like him? If you really don't want to see them, I'll call and cancel. As to what I see in him, the guy knows how to use his tongue..."

"And his dick, I guess," Phillip snapped.

" ... and his dick," Dessie completed. "But he's nothing special; he's just ... different. Your call. Do I get her back on the phone or not?" Dessie said as she stood on tiptoe to kiss Phillip lightly on the lips. "And remember, you said that Lacy got off on your sucking her nipples. Also, I seem to remember your talking about how hot her pussy felt. If you get strange pussy, then I get strange cock."

"Don't turn this shit around. You were the one who started it..." he groused.

" ... And other than that one time you walked in and caught me fucking what's-his-face, I have never fucked anyone behind your back. And ... I knew you would come into that bedroom and catch us," she lied, "so that really wasn't cheating, either. Besides," she grinned, capping her hand over his groin to feel his half-erect cock, "I think you've already made up your mind."

Remembering the conversation, Dessie smirked as they returned from breakfast at the ski lodge restaurant. Phillip walked with Lacy, holding her hand as Dessie thought about her husband being jealous of anyone she fucked. Their son had called a little while ago to say he was already on the ski slopes, so they didn't have to be as careful in public at the moment. She had been lucky when all this started. If Margie hadn't had the presence of mind to jump up and stick a titty in Phillip's mouth, Dessie would probably be divorced now. They thought Phillip had been passed out drunk, but instead, he walked into the bedroom just after they got started. Phillip had his cell in his hand and was raising it up to take pictures of his cheating wife when Margie grabbed it away from him, tossed it on the bed, pulled Phillip's head down and stuck a nipple in his mouth. Phillip never could think with his dick hard, Dessie mused. After that, she made sure he had a pretty woman to fuck before she got a dick stuffed up her pussy.

Making herself horny with her memories, Dessie reached over and took Dane's hand, squeezing it. "Want to go another round when we get back to the suite? My pussy would like some more sperm," she teased.

Out of the corner of her eye, Dessie could see Phillip frown. Dessie coughed to cover the snigger that almost escaped. Phillip would be pissed again while Dane was fucking her, but later when they were alone, Phillip would fuck her senseless. We fuck more than a couple half our ages. Besides, thanks to that brilliant doctor, I look thirty, plus my tits look good — and natural. That's what my parent's money was for — I could surprise Phil by not having to use his, and it sure as hell has made life more fun.

As they stepped into the suite, Dane, now walking behind Dessie, rubbed her ass, then pulled her to him as he kissed her neck. She could feel his erection pushing against her butt. Nibbling on her ear, Dane put his arms around her to firmly grasp her breasts. Phillip glared at her when she moaned, but he grabbed Lacy's hand and pulled her toward the bedroom.

"He doesn't like me much," Dane whispered into Dessie's ear.

She turned in his arms, grabbed him by the neck and glued her mouth to his. After a moment, she pulled back and said, "He gets jealous, but not jealous enough to pass up fucking Lacy. Don't make the mistake of pushing him, though. I'm certain he could beat your ass to a pulp. He likes Lacy's pussy, but not enough to put up with any shit from you." As Dane frowned, she grabbed his hand and quickly continued, "Now come on. Let's hurry to the bedroom before they get started. I want to see him push his cock into her."

A moment later as they started into the bedroom, Dane said, "I tried to get a room with two beds, but all they had available was this single suite with a king-sized bed."

"It's big enough for the four of us, and I loved sleeping between you and my husband last night — well, the part of last night that we actually did sleep."

Dane chuckled and pulled her to him as soon as they walked into the room. Phillip already had Lacy's top and bra off. He pushed her down on the bed, then quickly dropped his pants and shorts, his dick already standing up as Lacy stripped off her pants and thong.

Dessie wanted Dane to eat her pussy, and knowing how Dane felt about licking a pussy that had come in it, even though it was his own come, she had washed her groin and pussy thoroughly in the shower. She didn't have a douche with her, though, and hadn't wanted to go back to their suite early this morning to get one, knowing that their son would be there.

Dessie began stripping her clothes off as she looked from her husband to Dane, then back. Phillip had Lacy on her back with her legs on his shoulders. He pushed forward, rotating her until she was almost into a ball. Lining his cock up, he rammed in, eliciting a grunt from Dane's wife, and a sigh from Dessie.

Dessie, now nude, flopped down on the bed beside Lacy. Spreading her legs, Dessie toyed with her clit as Dane moved between her legs, his cock sticking straight out in front of him. "No, Baby," she tried to admonish Dane. "Eat me first."

"I don't eat pussy with come in it. You know that. You didn't douche this morning."

"Yeah, but I didn't bring any with me and I didn't want to go get it early this morning with our son still in the suite. I couldn't risk his seeing the douche. He's seventeen and would figure out what we have been doing. I washed good in the shower, though, and even soaped my fingers up and pushed them inside me. There won't be any semen left."

"Bullshit," Dane said as he knelt between Dessie's legs, his cock in hand. "No matter how clean the outside is, your pussy has sperm in it. I got my rocks off in there three times last night. No way you could get that out of you without a douche. When I start sucking and licking on your pussy, some of that sperm will come out."

Before Dessie could argue anymore, Dane lined his cock up and rammed forward. Dessie hissed in a breath. "Oh, shit. Go easy. I'm tender this morning." He's pissed at Phillip for ramming into Lacy, so he did me the same way.

Dane grabbed a breast with his left hand and the back of Dessie's neck with the other, then set a rapid pace as he slammed into her.

Phillip, not to be outdone, continued to ram into Lacy. The sound of flesh hitting flesh continued as both men strived to outfuck the other. Dessie grinned, knowing what was happening. She saw her husband look over at her breasts as they bounced on her chest in time with Dane's thrusts.

Both men had taken Viagra this morning, as well as last night; neither admitting that he had done so, of course.

Dessie turned her head to look at the woman lying beside her. I'll bet those tits aren't hers, Dessie thought. They look like two cantaloupes sitting on her chest. They jiggle, but don't bounce at all. Mine bounce and sway just like the real thing. I paid for the best. She went cheap. But no matter, Phillip likes them, and I get strange cock fucked up me because he does.

Dane's thrusts were shortening and speeding up. I can feel his cock throbbing. His strokes are getting faster. Dessie reached over and lightly touched her husband's shoulder. "Pump her full, Baby," she whispered. "Pump her full while Dane squirts his sperm into my pussy."

Dessie knew that would trip her husband's switch. A few strokes later, Phillip roared as he short-stroked a couple of times, drew all the way back, slammed forward and held, grunting as if he were trying to push Lacy's ass through the bed.

Dane grabbed Dessie's legs and pushed them back to her breasts. A few short strokes and he bellowed out as Dessie squealed when she felt Dane's wet warmth squirt against her womb. Her orgasm went through the roof, her legs kicking, as she watched her husband twitch as his cock shot out the last of his semen into Lacy's pussy.

Dessie wiggled her hips, rubbing her clit against Dane's cock as his strength left him and he collapsed onto her, letting go of her legs. After a moment, Dessie pushed at Dane's shoulder, but he refused to move, only wanting to continue to enjoy the feeling of his cock softening in Dessie's semen-filled pussy.

"Oh, fuck," Phillip sighed as he rolled off Lacy, settling beside her to wipe sweat from his brow with the back of his hand.

"Couldn't have chosen better words myself," Dane laughed as he pulled his wilted cock out of Dessie. She quickly capped her hand over her pussy to keep the come from spilling out.

Lacy didn't bother, but just lay there with Phillip's semen running down the crack of her ass to drip slowly onto the bed, then, "That's it for a while, guys. My pussy is sore."

"Mine, too," Dessie said, "but it was fun."

Dane got up and put his pants on. "I'm going to put on a pot of coffee. We had some left from last night, didn't we?" he asked.

"Yeah, I think so," Lacy said as she absently rubbed circles around her clit with her index finger, occasionally sliding the finger into her pussy to wet it with semen, then rubbing her clit with Phillip's seed. "I think there are several packs on the shelf next to the coffee maker."

Eventually they all got up, showered and dressed. Now in the living room, Dane sat in a comfortable chair with Dessie on his lap. Phillip and Lacy sat snuggled on the couch. All were sipping their coffee.

"You two going to do any skiing today?" Dane asked.

Phillip looked over at Dane. "Yeah, we're going to take at least one trip down the mountain, but we have some business to take care of also, plus we need to get our son back to Denver. His flight leaves at six."

"Business?" Dane asked as Phillip knew he would. "I thought you said you were going to do some skiing and leave all the work behind for a few days."

Phillip had set up the subject so that he and Dessie could brag. "We finally found a suitable school for Selina, and we need to get the paperwork done on that as soon as possible."

"You mean the school is here in Winter Park?" Lacy asked, a slight frown wrinkling her pretty face.

Dessie quickly responded before her husband could, having planned her explanation in advance. "Well, actually, it's on the top of a mountain some miles from here. The school is located in the beautiful building where we attended the wedding — it's called The Matthews Mountain Retreat. They have a very exclusive school there. We had never heard of it, and learned of it because Selina found it and chose it on the spot. We just recently discovered she might be gifted, and Selina proved that she really is gifted by talking the school's director into accepting her before we had any idea what was going on. The school doesn't have a set schedule or hours, and instead presents a total immersion experience for its students. It's taught by a genius who has more degrees than I can remember, and accepts only the gifted."

Phillip, knowing Dane was more impressed by money than social status, told them how much the yearly tuition was, and was rewarded with an aborted flinch from Dane and a gasp from Lacy. Both Phillip and Dessie smiled, enjoying the shocked expressions, knowing that a year's tuition was probably twice what Dane made in the same length of time.

"That cost," Dessie bragged, "covers everything — her board and care costs, which include clothing, entertainment items and travel expenses on field trips — everything. We have to pay two years' tuition up front, and ... it's non-refundable."

Phillip finished the last of his coffee, encouraged Lacy to move, and stood. "Anyway, it's been fun, but we need to go if we're going to have time for a trip down the mountain." As they all stood, Dessie hugged Dane, then Lacy. Phillip shook Dane's hand, squeezing hard enough to send a message, then kissed Lacy, giving her a little tongue and squeezing her ass to add to the message.

Shortly, walking down the hall toward their suite, Dessie chuckled. "Did you see the look on Dane's face when you mentioned the tuition?"

"Yeah, it took the cocky son-of-a-bitch down a notch or two."

"You know we're committed to the school now, don't you? If we back out, Dane and Lacy will think it's because the tuition was too high."