Note: This is a story about adult sexual activity intended for adults. Everyone in this story is over eighteen. While the events in this story are based on true experiences some names have been changed and times have been compressed for this format. The events took place prior to the need for safe sex due to epidemic of STDs.
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My Saturday lawn mowing ritual was finished and I was ready to relax and enjoy my weekend. Marlene, my wife of four years, was away shopping with a friend. With a nice breeze blowing off the Gulf the ninety degree heat was bearable; life was good in Tampa, Florida.
After a cool shower and slipping into some old gym shorts and tank top I decided to fix a snack and have a glass of wine instead of my usual cold beer. I heard the door bell ring and left the Gouda cheese on the counter and went to answer the door. I immediately recognized the very pretty woman, Ruth, our neighborhood Avon Lady.
"Hi Will! Is Marlene here?"
I explained that she was not, that she and Carol from across the street had gone to Orlando to check out the new Florida Mall.
She asked, "Could I leave some products here for her and Edith?"
"Sure, come on in. I'll be happy to take them."
She lugged a large sales case into the living room, set it on the sofa, and began going through packages and brochures to leave Marlene and Edith, our next door neighbor.
Ruth was a very successful Avon representative who had been calling on my wife for several years. She was an attractive, small frame woman about five foot two and maybe a hundred and ten pounds, probably in her late thirties. Her short, curly black hair framed her very pretty face and smile. She was always professionally attired in a tailored business suit, always with a skirt instead of pants, which complimented her small but shapely figure.
I paid her for both Marlene's and Edith's order. As she bent over the sofa to record the transactions in her receipt book I admired her shapely ass and flared hips. The arch of her garter belt clearly showed through the material of her fitted skirt as did the clasps of the suspenders on the backs of her thighs holding up her stockings.
I must have focused too intently on the beautiful site; when she looked over her shoulder at me she immediately brushed her hand across her bottom and asked,
"Do I have something on my skirt?"
I sheepishly admitted, "No I was just admiring a beautiful site."
She asked with a coy smile, "What would Marlene say about you 'admiring' another woman's bottom?"
I sighed with a smile, "When I tell her tonight her first concern will be if I embarrassed you. Then she will compliment me on my good taste and say what a very pretty lady you are, as she has said many times before. Did I embarrass you?"
She replied with wide open eyes, "No, I'm pleased that someone has paid attention to my, ah...bottom"
As she handed me a receipt I decided to ask, "I was just fixing a snack with some cheese and wine, I would I would be honored if you would join me?"
She paused for a moment then said, "It has been an exasperating day; I think I will take you up on your offer if it isn't too much trouble."
"Not at all." I said as I moved into the kitchen to finish what I had started before she rang the door bell.
Ruth removed her suit jacket and laid it over the back of one of the chairs then joined me on the sofa; we sipped wine, and ate the cheese with crackers; she told me about her exasperating day. Eventually the conversation turned to the earlier topic of why she felt no one paid attention to her.
"My husband is a wonderful man, a good father, and an excellent provider but he shows no interest in me as a woman."
"Really? That's hard to believe. Do you think he has someone on the side?" I asked then immediately realized that wasn't very nice to ask.
"I don't know. I'm almost afraid of finding out. He does travel out of town and often works late."
I had to ask, "Have you thought of taking a lover?"
"I have many times and have actually had two lovers but they both turned out to want more than just sex. I would like to have a torrid sexual liaison without entanglements."
I injected, "Then you have come to the right place."
Ruth raised her eye brows with interest and skepticism, "Oh really? How is that?"
"Well, Marlene and I have a rather unconventional relationship."
Then she asked holding up her empty wine glass, "Could I use your restroom while you refill our glasses? Then I want to hear all about that."
I directed her down the hall to the restroom then moved into the kitchen to refill our glasses.
When she returned to the sofa she immediately exclaimed, "I love the pictures displayed in the hall."
Marlene and I put together a montage of black and white pictures, mostly of her nude, to display on the hall wall outside our bedroom; only friends we trusted would ever see them. They were professionally done using light and shadows to tastefully show very explicit scenes of her, some alone and some with me and/or our friends, both male and female.
Ruth seemed very invigorated by the sight of our pictures so I used them to explain our unconventional relationship.
"Did you notice the picture of Marlene with me and another man?" I asked.
She indicated she had and wanted to know more about it.
"Well, Marlene and I have enjoyed including other couples and some singles in our sex life for a number of years but always together and in the same room, then we decided that we wanted to include others solo. We made some rules that would allow us to take advantage of daily life situations which come up where we meet interesting people; we can only meet them once unless we included the other partner."
I continued, "The other man in the picture was a photographer Marlene met through work and spent an afternoon with once; she invited me to join her when he called to tell her the prints of the photos he had taken were ready. We took more pictures of our meeting. I'm the one whose head is visible just above her thighs."
I added, "That's why I said you came to the right place if you only want to have a sexual encounter."
Ruth let out her breath, "I had no idea Marlene was bi-sexual either; she never gave me a hint. I have been bi-curious so some time."
"And she wouldn't have unless you had shown interest in her. The only neighbors that know about us are ones we have been involved with sexually. We don't kiss and tell." I gave her a smile and a wink.
We were sitting closer facing each other with arms on the back of the sofa, our legs drawn under us, our knees almost touching. Ruth asked more questions about the unconventional relationship Marlene and I had and how it had developed.
"Marlene and I have always been very sexual and we enjoyed watching XXX movies like Deep Throat. One night we had sex in a almost dark, crowded night club with people around us; we enjoyed it enough to join friends' nude in their hot tub-they watched us and we watched them." I didn't tell her it was our next door neighbor, Edith whom Ruth knew through her Avon business. "Have you ever watched someone have sex or been watched having sex?"
Ruth replied, "My college roommate and I sometimes had sex in a car with our boyfriends. I enjoyed that even though we were mostly clothed; it was fun listening to each other during sex too. I have often wanted to do that again."
I rubbed the backs of my knuckles against Ruth's chest where I thought her nipple would be. I was right on target and her nipple quickly responded by pushing against the material of her bra and silk blouse. Her face flushed.
I continued with the story as I pinched and pulled her hardened nubbin. Her eyes closed and her breathing increased.
"Several months after the hot tub event we spent the weekend at Daytona Beach with another couple. It was a race weekend and because of the demand for rooms we ended up having to share a room with two queen sized beds. One thing led to another and our wives decided to switch beds in the middle of the night; we continued to switch back and forth throughout the weekend. Later we joined their nude beach club."
My fingers began to unbutton Ruth's blouse and move across the bare, soft swells of her breasts. There was no doubt about where we were going and there was plenty of time to get there.
