Chapter Four: The weekend fun kicks into high gear
Peter made much less of a scene as he made the rounds in the kitchen. He exchanged hugs with Tyler and Lisa, introduced himself to me with a firm handshake, and then cast his gaze over to my sexy wife.
"Hey Stephanie, great to see you again. You're looking really good."
Stephanie blushed. It was awkward for her, and she knew I'd have questions about whatever happened — or didn't happen — between them in the past. But Peter seemed determined to keep things professional between them.
"I know we're all here for a good time," he said to Lisa. "But I'm really impressed by the work you and your colleagues are doing these days. If it's okay with Michael, I'd like to steal you away for half an hour or so to talk about a new marketing campaign for my restaurants."
So much for professional, and Tyler quickly interjected. "Hey, no business talk. It'll get in the way of all the debauchery we have planned."
"Peter has brought a bunch of great food for us this weekend," said Lisa. "He may not spend much time in the kitchens of his restaurants these days, but he hasn't lost his touch. We're going to eat and drink like royalty this weekend."
The kitchen featured a full-size wine fridge that was packed with high-end bubbly and whites. Right next to it was a walk-in wine cellar, where Tyler kept his reds and high-end liquor. Clearly nobody was going to go thirsty, and my cock stirred when I thought about all the fun that could be had with these gorgeous women when any inhibitions were diminished.
"Let's not spend the entire day inside," said Lisa. "I have to go up to my room for a new bikini because the one I'm wearing got a little dirty. Let's all get changed and meet down on the dock. Tyler, would you fill up a cooler so we don't have to keep coming up here for fresh bottles?"
"Can I make a suggestion?" Cassandra had been unusually quiet for the past few minutes. "I think we're all committed to equality these days. So if the guys aren't wearing tops down on the dock, could we agree that the girls shouldn't either?"
"For fuck's sake Cassandra. You know as well as I do that you just want to show off your tits and make all the men drool," Lisa responded. "I wouldn't mind a little attention myself. But I'll accept the majority decision on this crucial matter!"
Tyler and I helped bring the newcomers' bags up to their suite, then Stephanie and I retired to our room to get ready for the party by the water. "My God," she said to me as we closed the door to our suite. What have we gotten ourselves into?"
"Okay, I'll admit I'm surprised at the way this has all turned. But I think we should play along. I'd like you to take off that sexy dress and put on the black V-neck one-piece."
"I was looking forward to wearing that, but maybe not now. My pussy is still aching from this morning. You're as much to blame for that as Tyler. Maybe the white bikini would be more comfortable. And if the majority votes for the women to be topless, then it just makes a lot more sense, doesn't it?"
"How are you going to vote?" I asked. My wife smiled at me, but didn't say anything.
As Stephanie let the dress drop to the floor, I gazed at her perfect body. I stepped forward and cupped her breasts and lightly slapped her ass. She reached down and stroked my cock, which had instantly grown hard again.
"Not now," she admonished. "There's plenty of time for that later. I don't want us miss a minute of the fun. But before I put on my suit, I want you to cover me in sunscreen. I don't want to risk a sunburn that will make it uncomfortable to fuck later."
I took my time slathering the sunscreen all over her, beginning with her beautiful face and moving down, lingering on her breasts as I squeezed her nipples. After taking care of her belly, back and ass, I slipped a couple of fingers into her pussy, which was more than a little wet.
"I'm just trying to avoid the risk of a sunburned pussy," I explained innocently.
Stephanie returned the favour, rubbing the lotion into my chest sensuously, then adding some more on my cock.
"I can't imagine how much it would hurt to fuck a woman with a sunburned dick," she said with a naughty look in her eye. It was hard to believe the changes in my wife. Four hours ago, I couldn't convince her to make love. Now it sounded as if she was ready to give herself to anyone who asked.
We grabbed our hats and phones and headed down to the dock. Stephanie didn't bother with a cover-up; it was already very hot out, and she knew it wouldn't remain on for long.
Down on the dock, there were three double chaise lounges, one for each couple. Tyler was setting up the bar and Lisa distributed towels and portable umbrellas.
Lisa took Stephanie aside. "I was the one who sounded like a prude when Cassandra suggested we go topless. What do you think about surprising her by taking them off now?"
Stephanie giggled, and released the clasp of her top. Her breasts looked magnificent in the late morning sun. Once again, there was a slight glow on her chest. Lisa, who'd changed into a black bikini, stripped hers off too, and put both tops on the steps leading back up to the cottage. "I don't expect we'll be needing them anytime soon."
The two beautiful women sauntered over to the bar and opened the first of what would likely be many bottles of Prosecco consumed that day. Tyler distractedly handed me a beer while he gazed once again at my beautiful wife. Lisa pretended to be pissed off and slapped him lightly across his crotch. "Hey. I'm here. Don't forget that!"
The banter was interrupted by a bit of commotion at the top of the steps to the dock.
"Sorry we're late," Cassandra called out as she and Peter started their descent. "Peter got a little pent-up during the drive this morning, so I had to make things right," she added suggestively.
"Oh look. You ladies didn't even wait for a vote. This is the kind of dictatorship I could live with."
She handed her bag to Peter and immediately removed the shiny silver bikini top that had been barely containing her massive orbs. Her nipples were large and erect, and even though her boobs were out of proportion to her frame, it was hard for any of us not to stare at them.
"I paid big bucks to one of the top surgeons in the country for these babies," purred Cassandra. "There's no fucking way I was going to keep them hidden under a bikini top."
"To be fair, the bikini top wasn't doing a very good job of hiding them," Stephanie said. Her directness almost made me drop my beer.
Tyler got drinks for Cassandra and Peter, and then refills for the rest of us. The conversation was easy and friendly, but eventually each couple retreated to one of the chaise lounges. None of us were sufficiently lubricated to make a move on someone else's partner. At least not yet.
Stephanie seemed more than happy focussing on me. She guided my hands over her breasts as she locked lips and slipped her tongue into my mouth. There was no resistance when I slipped a couple of fingers under her bikini bottom and played with her pussy lips.
I took a quick glance over at the other couples. Lisa already had Tyler's swim trunks down around his thighs and was teasing him with her tongue. Peter seemed a bit more shy with Cassandra as she straddled him and enveloped his face with her massive boobs.
The slurps and groans made it clear that some, if not all, of us were on the verge of exploding once again. Tyler interrupted the fun with a tantalizing proposition.
"Gentlemen, we clearly have three hot women here who need to be fucked. I propose that we get them to kneel down on one of these chaises. We'll line up behind them, and each of us will choose one to fuck. They'll have to guess who's who."
"C'mon Tyler," I said. "Where's the sport in that? Everyone knows you're hung like a horse, so there won't be much mystery there."
Tyler laughed, and Lisa sprang to my defence. "Based on personal experience Michael, I don't think you need to worry about size."
Peter, who clearly hadn't been brought up to date on the early morning shenanigans, had another proposal.
"Why don't we just choose someone we haven't fucked before?"
