Chapter 10 - a New Twist

That following Sunday morning, Meredith was sunning herself in the backyard--nude. She appreciated that Darrell had encouraged her to once again use the backyard this way. Still, there were a limited number of people who she was comfortable with nude, and she was still not comfortable with the idea of being naked anywhere other than her backyard. This was something she wanted to overcome; she wanted to be less timid and more carefree. The psychologist in her thought it was irrational that this was a hangup, but her nudity was. It was rooted in her upbringing. It was funny, however, that that same inhibition did not apply in the bedroom. She had done some very naughty things there, although only with her husband. Well, the roots of her shyness started before him.

Darrell emerged from the cottage, naked as usual. She always got a thrill when they were close without clothes. She was pleased when he walked over.

"I was going to work out; you mind?" he asked.

"No--of course not. No need to ask other than it is a good opportunity to say hi."

"Thanks, and hi."

Meredith's curiosity made her say, "I've got a question. I don't mean to pry, but do you have a new girlfriend? I only ask because you and Katherine seem good together. She's a nice girl."

"You saw Crystal and I working out?"

"Yeah, that and your dinner. I mean, it's really no big deal, and I'm sorry I asked. It's not my business."

"I don't mind. It's a bit of a crazy situation; your thoughts might be insightful."

"Well, I'd be happy to give you my two cents," she said.

"I pretty much knew this from day one, but it seems Katherine has some interesting ideas about relationships. You know she is going to be leaving for the summer. A normal girl would be concerned that her boyfriend would stray. Not Katherine. In fact, she is encouraging it by picking someone out for me. That someone is Crystal, who is a friend of hers. She has even said that if a serious relationship developed between Crystal and me, she would be happy for us."

"Sounds to me like she doesn't want to get into a serious relationship and is breaking it off in the kindest way possible. At least that is what she thinks."

"You are a hundred percent correct about her wanting to avoid a serious relationship. On our first date, she said she didn't want us to go there. I guess Crystal is supposed to help assure it won't happen. Either she is worried that I'm getting too attached, or maybe she's weakening."

"Looks like you and this Crystal were getting along."

"We were, and we had a night you didn't see. I have some reservations, but there is a real chance I'll keep seeing Crystal. However, the plot doesn't end there. The curiousness of Katherine's plan is that she wants her cake and to eat it, too. She still wants to have sex with me when she gets back, but more than that, she wants the three of us to have sex together."

"Wow, she is a sexual being. How do you feel about that?"

"Great. It was just a matter of getting Crystal to agree to it, which was what the other night was about. She was hesitant at first but is excited about the threesome now."

"So, what's the problem? It seems like you have an ideal arrangement. If I were a guy, I would be very jealous. I'm kind of jealous as it is."

"Well, it has my head spinning. What Katherine is doing is--hmm--let's say unique, but what you said makes sense. She doesn't want a serious relationship, and we might have been headed that way. Honestly, I was hoping it would. This was the kindest way she could redirect it. She was clear in the beginning that our relationship was primarily sexual, and I guess she meant it. And still does. If you ask me to put my finger on a specific issue, I can't other than I was starting to feel something more than just friendship and sexual attraction. And with Crystal in the mix, my emotions are confused. Maybe I feel like I'm being passed around."

"I think you better go with Katherine's wishes. It sounds to me that if you pursue her, she will cut it off completely. You probably should take what you can get now, and maybe someday in the future, things will change with her. But in the meantime, you are one lucky dog. If I were you, I would give this Crystal a go, but you said you have reservations about her?"

"Don't get me wrong. She is great, and man, is she sexy. She can be kind of irritating, however."

"Irritating -- how?"

"It's kind of hard to describe, but it seems she is a bit of a feminist. She has no problem taking charge in our relationship, even though we barely know each other."

"Is the problem that she is a feminist or that you are a chauvinist?"

"Yeah, well, maybe a bit of both."

"You do know this is the eighties. You won't get any sympathy from me on this one."

"I know, and I'm trying. It was just the way I was raised."

"Well, my opinion on this one is that you need to make the adjustment."

"Yeah -- okay. I'm not sure why, but I'll think about it." She had a point, but he was irritated that she was pushing it on him. He didn't want to discuss it anymore and changed the subject by saying,

"One more thing. Crystal was raised as a naturist. Being naked is important to her. She would like to come over and use the yard, mostly for nude yoga. I'm not always going to be here when she wants to come over. Is it okay if she comes over when I'm not here?"

Meredith paused to think it through. Her first instinct was to say no, but the revelation that Darrell was a bit of a pig-headed chauvinist and that Crystal was clashing with this made her sympathetic. This was a particularly hot button with her right then. She had a similar situation with her husband, who she was stuck with, but increasingly, she was pushing back. She was starting to think that the belief that some people had--that men were destined to be dominant over women--was mental illness. She wondered if her evolving view on this was also related to her wanting to be more comfortable with her naked body in front of others: not accepting the norm, likely developed by men, which said clothes must be worn, particularly by women. Now, she wanted to interject herself into this relationship, which was probably wrong. Nonetheless, she felt invested in Darrell, and being a psychologist, she couldn't help but want to cure him of his aberrant notions and fix his relationship. It could go wrong, but she at least wanted to get to know this Crystal. She seemed interesting.

"I'll want to meet her, but that would be fine," she said.

"She will be happy to hear that. I'm glad we talked today. I didn't know when I would be able to ask you on her behalf. I'm pretty sure school stresses her out, and getting naked helps relieve some of her stress. Feels like home, I guess."

"Interesting home," she said. "I look forward to having her around. I'm sure Ryan will appreciate the scenery. It's only fair. I have you to look at."

"Well, naked croquet? It's a good way to spend naked time together. We should do it."

"You're obsessed with naked croquet, but I confess you are winning me over," she replied.

"Think about it. And thanks for talking. You helped confirm my thoughts about Katherine."

"You're welcome--anytime."

With that, he walked back to the yard near the cottage. She thought he was going to work out, but he just went inside. She considered their conversation. What fun these kids are having. I'm definitely jealous. Darrell seems about perfect, except it appears that he is a fucking chauvinist. That is not good. It sure would be nice to break him of that. I will need to have a little heart-to-heart with this Crystal. Maybe we can break him together. I bet sex would give us great power over him and let us alter his innate behavior. That would be unconventional and would need to be thought through and designed carefully, but if nothing else, it would be a bunch of fun for us girls and teach him not to devalue women. Such a sexual experiment would be controversial, but I wonder if I could write a paper on it if successful. Wouldn't that be something? Some of my peers, especially the men, would freak at that form of sexual therapy.

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Katherine came over almost every night, and Crystal was there every other afternoon during finals week. Meredith's business was slow, and she had taken some time off that week to work around the house on projects. She watched as the girls came and went and wondered when the threesome would happen. That made her jealous or at least wanting; things with Ryan had become dull. The nudity encouraged by Darrell stoked a fire in her, which had dwindled during the last few years of her marriage. Now, she was starting to feel adventurous again, but Ryan was not. He was accommodating to a point with the nudity in the yard, but things in the bedroom were not picking up despite her efforts. She wanted to be naked more; she wanted some exciting sex again; she just wanted more. When their marriage was new, she and Ryan had done some crazy and fun things in the bedroom. They had a box of toys, leather, bondage gear, vibrators, VHS porn movies, some quite kinky, and other ancillary lubes and lotions. Most of it had been accumulated early in their marriage. It was all good fun then. Now, the box was gathering dust in the back of the closet.

She had recently been thinking about the box and the new, improved ways she could use those toys, especially the leather and bondage stuff. She and Ryan still got along, and they made a good team; the spark was just gone, not reduced, mostly just gone. It was doubtful that she could talk Ryan into some new twisted games. Even if she did, she was not sure it would be that exciting. Now Darrell, on the other hand. He had his condition, and utilizing the box of playthings as part of an experimental therapy to help cure him could be very effective and would be a hell of a lot of fun. That thought gave her something to masturbate to.

She fantasized about how she would teach Darrell not to be a chauvinist. The more she thought about it, the more the problem she assigned to him intensified, becoming a bigger and bigger problem--a problem that needed treatment for his sake--for the sake of women.

The frequent sessions playing with her clit helped her develop a plan for Darrell. If Ryan were not in the picture, it could happen. This was the second major item that needed to be addressed. Despite everything, she was not going to cheat on him, but as of that moment, she didn't have a solution.

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Finals were over, and Katherine, Crystal, and Darrell planned to celebrate by going to dinner downtown and then coming back to Darrell's place and having their promised sexual experience. Ironically, of the three of them, Crystal was now the one most excited about the evening. Once she wrapped her head around the idea, her interest grew. The threesome was a new sexual activity she wanted to experience; not only would it be the three of them, but Katherine had also said that what they had planned would blow her mind. Crystal would have been happy to skip dinner and jump right into the sex. Katherine and Darrell were the ones who seemed hesitant, although there was no talk of backing out.

They went for Mexican food and margaritas and were a little tipsy on their walk back. Once back, they sat on the Anderson's porch, not yet shedding their clothes.

Crystal was the first to speak. "We going to do this, Katherine?"

"I think I need to follow through; this threesome was my idea. Besides, I want to share with you what Darrell and I experienced when experimenting with spiritual sex. You still game?"

"Hell, yes. At first, I was not sure about doing this with you, not you specifically but any girl, but the more I thought about it, the more the idea excites me. I'm already wet with anticipation and curiosity."

"Darrell, I assume you are good to go," Katherine inquired.

"I am. But I'm trying not to overthink how to satisfy two women at once?"

"Don't overthink it," Crystal said. "I'm sure we will figure it out."

Katherine stood and proclaimed, "Well--let's do it."

They walked to Darrell's cottage. Darrell went to the kitchen and started warming a couple of squirt bottles of oil in a pot of water on the stove. Katherine immediately started getting comfortable by removing her clothes, and Crystal took her cue from Katherine. When Darrell returned with a fifth of tequila, lime, salt, and a shot glass from the kitchen, he followed their example and quickly stripped off his clothes.

Crystal asked, "Okay, what now?"

"First, it looks like a few shots of tequila in keeping with the Mexican theme for the evening," said Katherine.

And Darrell answered, "When we did this last time, we got stoned, but we already have a tequila buzz going. Might as well work with that, but we shouldn't get shit-faced. That might wreck the experience. We have some things to set up. Let me grab everything from the bedroom. Katherine, can I get your help with the blankets?"

They went to the bedroom and returned with rolled blankets, a large piece of folded plastic, and a small cloth bag. Katherine went to work laying out the rolled blankets to form a large square that filled Darrell's living room, as it were, which fortunately was pretty spartan. Darrell was unfolding plastic, and when Katherine was done, they laid the plastic out over the blankets, forming a shallow pool in the living room.

Katherine said, "Let's sit down on the couch," which had been pushed up against the wall. "Darrell, why don't you show us what you have in the bag? You didn't have that last time."

"It's just something that might add to the fun since I'm outnumbered two to one." He pulled out a flesh-colored dildo.

Crystal exclaimed, "That could be fun. Where did you get that?"

"There is a store in town. It was a little strange going in there, but why not?"

"What else do they have in that store," Crystal continued.

"Dirty VHS movies, lingerie, leather things, dildos, vibrators, and many other things, some of which I don't even know how they're used."

"We should go together sometime," said Crystal. "I'm curious about these things you don't understand."

"It could be a fun shopping trip," he replied.

"First, let's do this thing you've planned tonight," said Crystal enthusiastically.

Darrell went to get the warmed oil, remembering to turn the stove off. When he returned, the girls were sitting on the plastic.

"Ahh, now I understand the pool. I can tell this is going to be good," said Crystal with a quizzical look.

"How are we going to do this?" asked Katherine, a bit dreamily.

"Crystal is our guest in this. We should give her a choice. You want to get massaged first, second, or last."

"Hmm, I think I'd like to go first."

"Good," said Katherine, "And Darrell should go last. Stretch out on your stomach."

Crystal laid flat on her front and, Katherine started at her shoulders, sitting above her head, and Darrell started at her feet. This time, Darrell had two squeeze bottles of oil, as appropriate, and they began to pour it on. Katherine worked down her back with patience she did not with Darrell. For his part, Darrell was carefully massaging the muscles in her legs.

They heard her say quietly, "Damn, guys, this feels so good."

When Darrell got to her buttocks, Katherine was at her lower back and working down across her upper butt. He added a liberal dose of oil to both cheeks, and he worked one cheek while she worked the other. This went on for a couple of minutes. Katherine moved back to the lower back, and he started running his hands across her bottom using her crack as a guide for his thumbs, sliding down to her crotch, then along her inner thighs, then back. He was more comfortable doing this with Crystal, especially after how she had handled his sexual parts earlier in the week.

They rolled her over, and Katherine went to work on her hands and arms and Darrell on her legs. He oiled her feet and, with a little trepidation, did as he had with Katherine and began to kiss her feet and take her toes in his mouth. Katherine caught his eye as she copied this with Crystal's hands, who was visibly enjoying the method. They moved up the limbs, spreading oil. Katherine had spread the oil over Crystal's breasts without much ceremony and reached the top of her pubic area as Darrell was working her upper thighs. Katherine took the oil bottle and poured a healthy dose on her vagina, then on each of her breasts. She began to work each of her nipples with her fingers; Darrell took his cue and started to rub her pussy up and down. First, he just applied unfocused pressure as he moved his hand over her shaved, smooth pussy. Then he moved to using two fingers, sliding them along her labia and, eventually, focusing on her already swollen clit. Crystal had a more physical response to arousal than Katherine did. This excited Darrell further. He slid two fingers into her cunt easily. She was quite aroused.

"You want to taste her? I know how you like that," said Katherine.

"I do." He took his cue and went down on her, running his tongue around her sensitive clit.

She seemed about to cum in short order. When Katherine said, "It's my turn now."

"Oh, please don't stop. I'm so close," said Crystal.

"Are you still going to be horny after you cum?" asked Katherine.

"Oh, fuck yeah. Probably hornier. This won't be a big one, and when I'm this buzzed, I just keep going. Alcohol makes me horny and insatiable."

"Okay. A quicky. I need to get oiled down, and then it's Darrell's turn."

Darrell got his tongue working on her clit while Katherine played with her nipples, squeezing harder than Darrell would have. True to her word, after about a minute of this, she orgasmed. She had moved her legs up and spread them to give Darrell better access. Then with her feet on the ground and knees bent, when she came, she moaned loudly, arching her back and lifting her ass off the plastic, somehow keeping her oiled feet from sliding. Darrell had to chase her pussy upward to keep working her clit. Darrell thought, that was a small orgasm?

As soon as Crystal recovered, Katherine laid down belly first on the plastic, which was collecting a good layer of oil already. They repeated the procedure as they had on Crystal, except Darrell spent a little more time making sure there was plenty of oil on her butt and down in her crotch. When she rolled over, she said, "I want you guys to switch up with Crystal doing my legs."

Once again, they went through all the steps, and Crystal even spread the oil on Katherine's pussy, at which point Darrell was thinking it was his turn. But then Katherine said, "Please don't stop. I want the same treatment Crystal got."

Crystal did not question this request and went to work with her fingers massaging Katherine's clit. She even slid two fingers from the other hand up inside her while she continued rubbing her clit. Darrell watched this while massaging her breasts. At one point, he bent over and gave her a quick kiss on her lips, and in response, she grabbed his head, pulled it down, and kissed him fervently, sliding her tongue deep into his mouth. When she broke this, she said, "Crystal, will you use your tongue on my clit."

Crystal hesitated, and Darrell was curious as to what she would do. Crystal, however, slid down and went to work, and Katherine made it known that she liked it. She didn't let it go on for long, saying, "That's enough. I want to save my sexual energy for what's to come."

With that, they switch positions, placing Darrell's belly down on the saturated plastic. Darrell, who had been hard since they started on Crystal's front side, was more than ready for his turn, although wishing they would skip the massage. In part, he got his wish. The girls did not spend much time massaging his backside, mostly just making sure his already oily body was completely covered. When they rolled him over, they were more methodical in their approach.