Chapter 13

Bill sat in the coffee lounge near terminal three of Sydney airport, or to give it its full title 'Kingsford Smith International Airport', drinking from a large mug of cappuccino. He had finished saying his goodbyes to the wonderful White family and on doing so had realised he would miss them more than he thought. Then he had met his three friends at their hotel and had gone to one final closing seminar before sharing a long lunch with them as well as a taxi to the airport. And now here he was thinking about what might or might not be waiting for him on his return to Melbourne.

Finally he decided not to worry about it and just let the cards fall where they may and hope that honesty would carry the day. After all he reasoned as he finished his coffee and picked up the carry-all he was taking onto the plane with him, it wasn't as if she didn't know he enjoyed the company of the fairer sex just as he knew that someone as consistently aroused sexually as Caroline would find it impossible to survive nearly five days without sex. That being settled Bill headed to gate ten where his flight was boarding from.

Thirty minutes later Bill was settled in his seat grinning from ear to ear, one of the members of the flight crew was a certain beautiful black haired flight attendant by the name of Suzette Peterson.

After they took off and once things were settled Bill saw Suzette begin pushing the drink trolley down the aisle. When she reached where he was seated next to a middle-aged couple Bill saw a smile appear on her face. "Good afternoon sir, is it still orange juice, or would you like something a little stronger?"

Bill took a couple of seconds out to admire her statuesque physique, her breasts that were all but revealed and her bottom clad in the G-string. "Oh I think I might like something a little stronger this time Suzette, maybe a beer. Oh and maybe you should call me Bill, Suzette."

Bill watched keenly as Suzette turned away from him and deliberately bent forward to grab a glass and a stubby giving him a close-up view of her all but naked bottom. Taking it for the invitation it clearly was Bill placed his right hand on her left buttock and gently squeezed before resting his hand until she straightened up, at which point he removed it.

"Uummm, thank you Bill," she looked up and down the aisle before turning her attention back to him, "I think on the flight down on Sunday yours was the only male hand that didn't find its way onto my bottom." She grinned. "I'm glad that we could put that little omission to rest, however," and she took another look up and down the plane, "I think your chances of making use of 'Sexual Playroom' are slim indeed."

Bill laughed. "Oh I don't think I'll be complaining, I've had quite a hectic last four days involving both business and pleasure, so I might just take the opportunity to have this beer and then see if I can grab forty winks." And that is just what he did.

Bill paid off the driver and walked into the house, heard noises coming from the kitchen and immediately headed in that direction. On walking into the kitchen he saw his wife Caroline, his sister-in-law Valerie, her boyfriend Terry Cox and his brother Peter. He was just about to greet the four of them when he suddenly realised two naked young ladies were standing near the door leading to their back yard, one was slim with dark hair and the other a redhead with a fuller figure.

Turning to his wife who was standing next to the sink with a slightly amused expression Bill started to say, "Tell me dear do you always have naked..." and then he stopped dead as he finished looking at the full figure of the redhead and turned to the other girl. "That is ... er ... why ... er ... are... ?" He was left speechless and was going redder and redder in the face as he stared, not at the dark haired girl's slim naked body but at her smiling face.

Bill was simply stunned; any thoughts of not telling Caroline of his escapades in Sydney had disappeared with the sudden appearance in his house of a girl from his not too distant past. He saw the look of confusion on the faces of five of the six people standing in the kitchen and could understand why, after all they had no idea what was wrong, no idea that standing naked by the back door was a part of his past that Caroline knew nothing about.

Of course Caroline being Caroline she simply asked what was wrong. "Come on Bill," she continued you've seen plenty of naked women before. I mean you've seen all of my sisters naked plenty of times, so what's the big deal? Oh and by the way these naked young ladies are Madeleine Paulson and Naomi Johnson."

Bill watched as the two girls walked up to him, of course Naomi not knowing any better gave him a gentle hug and a kiss on the cheek. However when Madeleine went to do the same he took her hand and shook it as he said hello. It was a reaction that caused the dark haired young lady to glance in his wife's direction, and when he followed her gaze he saw that Caroline was troubled by his reaction to her. Realising that the truth was the only way to go Bill was about to say something but he didn't get a chance.

The brazen Madeleine he remembered from all those years ago moved forward, wrapped both her arms around his neck, pressed her naked body to his, looked into his eyes, said, "Hi Bill, small world isn't it," gave him a kiss and then added, "Long time no see!"

"So, come on William," said his wife as she moved closer and placed her hand onto his cock that was creating quite a bulge in his pants, "I think you have some explaining to do don't you?"

"But, but..." Bill was stumbling and stuttering now all his confidence gone, all his determination to tell all melting faster than a bowl of ice cream on a hot summer's day. "Caroline I thought we had decided ... I thought we had an agreement."

"Yes we did."

Bill was too worried about the potentially precarious state of his marriage to wonder why the two girls were naked in his house in the first place, it also stopped him from seeing the slight glint in his wife's eye, stopped him from realising that this was the opportunity to get it all out in the open. Then he saw the expression on Madeleine's face, and suddenly he knew she was going to tell all.

Quickly grabbing Bill's hand Madeleine asked, "What did you ever do with those photos you used to take of us girls Bill?"

"I ... er ... I don't ... That is I forget." Bill was a man, and being a man he couldn't help but take a long look at Madeleine and Naomi's naked bodies. "Er ... shouldn't you two get dressed, I mean..."

"Oh I hardly think so Bill," said Caroline smiling now. "And in case you're wondering, no you're not in any trouble unless you refuse to let me paint this," she covered his bulging groin with her hand. Then she indicated both Madeleine and Naomi. "Either with or without these two naked girls or another girl you haven't met yet."

"You mean that you would like me to... ?"

"Pose naked with them, what do you think I mean? Hell fuck them too if it'll get you more in the mood. And I don't need to hear about what happened in that photo studio when you played the part of a dirty old man taking photos of young girls. Maddy here told us all about it."

"But ... but..." Bill turned to look at the girls again before he turned back to his wife. "Don't they... ? What about if they... ? That is they..."

"Why don't you ask them?" She smiled lecherously. "I mean you've already met Madeleine, and that was when she was..." Bill watched her turn to Madeleine who was giggling as she continued to press her naked body against one side while Naomi pressed her naked body to his other side.

" ... Fifteen."

"There you are then Bill my sweet. Now if you liked this one I'm told that there is a delicious looking 13-year-old coming home from school tomorrow whose liking for sex apparently runs in her family."

"Oh yeah, I think she means Justin's sister, Maria," said Bill's sister-in-law Valerie who was now naked and sitting on her boyfriend's lap. "And how much have you told Billy-boy about our Justin," she asked Caroline as she grabbed her boyfriend's hands and placed them on her bountiful breasts.

"Come to that--" said Madeleine "--do you intend to tell hubby about what happened this afternoon?"

"No," responded Bill's wife smiling, "you can do that, and you can take my hubby and Naomi and Terry and Peter here with you while my mischievous sister here helps me prepare the vegetables for dinner.

"So come on young lady what is this all about? What are you going to tell me first, all about this afternoon or all about this Justin that my wife mentioned on Sunday might be modelling for her?" Bill was feeling a lot more relaxed now that he knew his wife wasn't upset about him already knowing about Madeleine. "I mean I presume that this young man, Justin, had sex with her." He smiled. "Come to that I presume that she probably had sex this afternoon?"

"So," said Madeleine grinning as she got to her knees and reached for his shoes, "would you like to play catch up first?" She began to undo the laces on his expensive black shoes as she continued to look at him. "Would you like to do to me what you wanted to do to me about four years ago?"

Bill was going to fight; indeed he started to move his foot. But when Naomi leant her naked body across his and began to undo his belt he decided there wasn't much point. And really, he smiled to himself as piece by piece he was stripped naked, when all said and done this was with Caroline's approval.

"Ooh yummy," said Madeleine. "It might not be as long as ... er ... that is..."

"Uh-uh," said Bill grabbing her and sitting her on his lap as he began to tickle her, "not as long as whose? The one Caroline was fucking this afternoon or this Justin she was telling me about?"