A Young Couples Journey Pt 03

Thanks to Anora / MorbidOrb for help and feedback.

*

The morning after the party, I woke up, forgetting for a moment where I was. I looked around for a bit and felt the duvet cover everything except my butt. And that was when I was reminded that the door was open. God, I hoped we weren't being too loud. I mean, we had guests. When I got going I just couldn't help it...

Who am I kidding, I totally hoped they heard us. Still, being sobered up both from alcohol and depravity, I knew it was just rude as a host to force people to hear me moan throughout the night.

Looking at my right I saw Josh sleeping soundly, but no Amanda. I saw her clothes though, making me wonder if she paraded around the house all naked. I wouldn't mind, as we were all adults, but ya know, it's daytime now. We wear clothes, or else what is separating us from the animals, eh?

With a grunt and humph, I shoved myself out of the bed and made my way downstairs. Quickly looking into our own bedroom, I saw that Rowan had also woken up, as she was nowhere to be seen.

Downstairs, I was met with the oddest sight. By the kitchen island, Rowan sat in her baggy skirt and gray wool sweater from yesterday dicking around on her phone, and by the stove stood Amanda. But she didn't just stand there, stirring bacon or whatever, from where I stood I could tell she only wore a black thong and an apron. And nothing else.

"Good mornin'," she said in an awfully cheerful way as she looked over at me.

"Moring'," I said, also giving the wiccan a nod.

"I'm fucking trashed," Rowan complained, throwing her phone away, rubbing her head.

"I'm surprised you drank at all," I said, knowing nothing about people who delved into all that witch stuff.

"I'm a witch, not a hippie. I can have fun," Rowan replied, as I took a seat next to her.

"Hippies can have fun," Linda said, emerging from the stairs. "Jen had a small hippie phase and, yeah, she had fun alright."

"Fair enough," Rowan said, probably not in shape for debate.

"Slept well? I'm sorry if we were noisy," I asked Linda, blushing a bit. Her and Luna's room was right next to ours. To Amanda's, I mean.

Linda just shrugged, rubbing her eyes. "Is there coffee?" she asked. Quickly, I went over to the fancy coffee machine we had got and started preparing a latte for our guests. Rowan already had one, and Amanda didn't drink coffee. But before I could give Linda her mug, she got a phone call and disappeared out onto our pool deck instead.

In the meantime, my eyes drifted towards Amanda's ass right there on display. She really was comfortable with herself, with her plump but fit cheeks on display for everyone to see. I couldn't parade around like that, not with so many people around at least. But her ass was pretty much the definition of perfection. Just girthy enough, perky, and in shape, framed by the black cloth of her underwear. Maybe I'm the bi one? Must be cold though, walking around like that this time of year.

"Good morning, folks!" Josh said cheerfully, never really ever being a grumpy guy in the morning. If he was hung over, he did not give a sign of it.

The others muttered their good mornings, as Josh rounded the corner before stopping dead in his tracks as he saw Amanda. I had to stifle a chuckle. I knew he had never walked into the kitchen and got a view like that before. Amanda shot us both a knowing smirk, more or less saying

'Oh yeah, soak that ass in, right in front of your own wife'

. Or perhaps it was wishful thinking on my end.

"You like my ass that much? It's honestly nothing you haven't seen before," Amanda said, as Josh shook his head to regain his composure. Rowan let out a snort.

"Oh no, it's not that," Josh said, meeting Amanda's blue eyes. "I'm surprised to see you cook."

"Pff. I'm just showing you my wifey potential," Amanda teased, looking over at me challengingly, creating a small ember in my chest. I knew she was teasing, but the implication, and in front of someone we barely knew even, that she would nab Josh and wife up for him was strangely arousing to me. Was this how Josh felt when I was with Toby?

"Making coffee?" Josh asked me. I still had Linda's undelivered mug sitting in the machine. I looked out into the pool area, as it was about to rain by the seams of it. She looked kinda distressed there she stood, no longer on the phone. Josh looked out as well. "I'll make my own, don't worry about it," Josh said.

I took the mug from the machine and went over to the pool door. I really wished I had a jacket nearby, but oh well. Sliding the door open, I went out to bring her her latte, and to see if everything was okay. All teasing from yesterday to this morning aside, the phone call seemed to have brought our new friend down. Even if I wore little more than pajama pants and a T-shirt.

"You okay?" I asked, shivering slightly as I brought the mug over to her by the deck. I wanted Josh to tear the thing down, but for now, the roof was much needed. If only we had that hot tub or something, but the tub was way over by the other side of the pool, near the poolhouse in our little nook over there.

"Yeah... I just learned my roommate decided that she's moving out. Our landlord increased the rent, so now she made the final decision, essentially leaving me with the whole rent. Which I can't afford, so I might have to find a new place too," Linda explained, accepting the mug of steaming warm latte, leaning on the rail. "And with the winter coming, the bills..."

"Oh," I said.

Josh and I had grown up pretty poor compared to now, so we knew all too well what it was like living in conditions where you had to make tough decisions. It was mostly bestowed upon our parents, but we both saw it. My poor mom once had to pawn a necklace she had got from gran when Dad went to jail. She was out of it for days from the guilt and the sorrow it brought her. Josh got his money shortly after and got it back though.

"You could always stay here?" I asked. And no, it wasn't due to how Josh and I had a 'tenant-fantasy' or whatever. The girl had it rough already, and now it was about to get a whole lot rougher. If we could help out then we would. "Josh won't mind at all."

"I... ugh, I'll think about it," Linda said. "I don't know if I can afford that either, to be honest. I live in a pretty shitty place already."

"Come, let's head inside," I suggested. Josh always had good solutions.

"Erh... I'd rather not," Linda said.

"Why is that?" I asked, a bit surprised.

"Erh... Amanda kinda gossips... and she used to be my high school bully along with Zach, so my life situation isn't something I want to share with either of them," Linda explained, not looking at me. She knew Amanda was a friend of mine, so it was commendable that she was able to speak against her still.

"That's fine," I said. "It's your life, after all." I turned to the window and saw Josh glance toward us with a worried look. He probably saw Linda being upset. I waved him out, and he stood up and hurried out immediately. He also banged his knee on the island on his way up, getting a small laugh from Amanda.

"What's up?" he asked, coming up the stairs.

Linda then explained her situation to Josh as well, this time with way more blushing, not even meeting his eyes. She was always so confident and charismatic, so it was a bit odd. Though, like she said last night, after a drink or two, perhaps she warmed up better.

"That's messed up," Josh said. "Why don't you stay here?" he asked without a second thought.

"Like I said to Kimberly," Linda began.

"Call me Kim," I interrupted.

"Like I said to Kim, I'm not sure I can afford that either. My place now is relatively cheap already, if you share it with someone else, that is."

"Pff," Josh said. "Stay for free then, I don't care."

"What?" Linda asked, a bit shocked. "I can't do that. You guys should get something for renting out? I mean, that is why you had that other guy here, right?"

"Yeah, but we have landed some sweet deals since then, so whatever," Josh said. I could just kiss the man right now, but I'd save it for later.

"But... I also have a huge dog," Linda said. Was she trying to talk us out of it?

Josh waved his hand toward our gigantic property of thirty-something acres. "No problem," he said without a care in the world. "What kind?"

I couldn't quite describe the expression on Linda's face. I said I could've just kissed the man right now, but I was getting a small suspicion she'd jump on him too right about now. We all knew we threw her a lifeline, but it was not something we'd ever hold over her head. If anything, it would be nice to have some more people in this giant house. But I knew the way Josh swung his mojo around that it was not only the gesture but how nonchalant he could be about it. It just came naturally from him. That was one of the many reasons I loved that man.

"A mastiff. English mastiff," Linda replied in a low voice as if her burdens were burdening us. Knowing Josh I knew he was just happy to help. Me too of course.

"Awesome. Remind me again, what is it that you do for a living?" Josh asked, leaning against the rail next to Linda, looking at her.

"I got a semester in physiotherapy, but I worked as a graphic designer," Linda said, looking up at him, eager to give the right answers to facilitate the living situation.

"Worked?" I asked.

"Yeah, there were some cutbacks..." Linda muttered.

"Oh you're definitely not paying any rent then," Josh chuckled, ruffling Linda's already sleep-ravaged hair. "Don't worry about it. The room is just sitting there anyway, refurbished and everything."

"Can I think about it?" Linda said.

"Of course," I said, along with a nodding Josh.

*

We figured we'd give Linda some space to think our offer through, though she had to make a choice for her own sake by the first of November, or else she'd be literally homeless, and we can't have that. While it might be a bit awkward having a new tenant in our annex, and filling the house out a little, I also liked us being able to move on with our lives. Everything before was a distant memory, even if it wasn't even half a year ago.

Kim sat in her room and gamed like a maniac again. If the door was open you could faintly hear her curse way up in our office on the top floor. So when I had meetings, I took them to the TV room to not disturb her. And not disturb the people I was meeting up with, I guess. Besides, having our TV room as a scenery offered way more of a decent background rather than an LED-ridden office. It was almost like you were in a different house.

We were sort of trying to arrange a small Instagram-based cosplay contest as an interesting way to get new models for Entrendy. It would surely create a small buzz, and perhaps we'd get some extra attention from that. If nothing else, we'd get new models for our Spring collection, and a bunch of cosplayers who'd vouch for us. We had got a hold of some sort of promoter to help us navigate this and to do the judging and all that, so all that we had to do was rake in. Of course, doing everything ourselves would give a bigger net profit, but whatever. Starving promoters need work too.

"Whaddup, G?" Kim said, making her way toward the fridge as I was pouring myself a cappuccino.

"Just talked with Brian. He'd arrange the logistics. When it comes to the judging, he advised we use a more public approach, to promote the person as an 'influencer' and thus garner us both traction. Makes sense to me. A loyal model with a following was his thinking, I guess?"

"You just wanna fuck models," Kim teased.

"I already have," I joked, referring to my beautiful wife. Kim snorted. I had fucked Amanda too, who literally could be a model, so perhaps too close to the truth.

"Talking of fucking models, I talked to Amanda," Kim said. Amanda hadn't been around for a few days, not since the party. We knew Linda had beef with her. It wasn't like we would ghost Amanda, but if Linda were to move in, at least we'd create some space so she could settle in.

"Yeah?" I asked, wondering where this was going.

"Yeah. I think oral is fine," Kim said, jumping a lot of steps on me.

"What now?" I asked, confused.

"Shit. I meant if you and Amanda find yourself in a situation where you feel extra horny or whatever, and I'm not there to give a thumbs up, then I think I can sorta give a perpetual green light for oral," Kim sex. When I still looked a bit unsure, she added, "Oral sex."

"Yeah, I got that," I said. "I'm just confused. Is that warranted? I mean, sure it's nice to know where the boundaries are and stuff, but yeah. What's this?"

"What, you don't want free use of a sexy bimbo's mouth?" Kim teased.

"Well... when you put it like that," I replied teasingly.

"What?" Kim asked.

"It's just a bit weird my own wife facilitating me a side piece," I said, honestly in shock and awe at the same time.

"You're lucky you're married to such a deviant then," Kim chuckled. "But with sex, that I wanna join in on, so please... yeah, just use her mouth. And her yours."

"That's nuts," I replied. Kim eagerly nodded her agreement. "Does that mean you're getting a green card on oral too?"

I saw Kim wince a bit, as it still pained her how her extra-marital fun had gone.

"No. I'm good," she said but quickly regained her smile. "Josh. I like to be devious. There are plenty of ways to be devious, not just

that.

If there is a situation where you think it might maybe kinda sorta be okay, we'll take it from there, but till then I'm in extra-marital celibacy."

"Unless it is with girls," I jokingly teased. Kim rolled her eyes. "But good to know, I guess."

We sat silent for a moment, as, for my own sake, I sat reminiscing how far we had come. Kim was still that gamer girl I knew growing up, my friend and wife that I loved, but with an extra layer of moral turpitude. I was just glad her mind wasn't stubborn towards that one fantasy of hotwifing with a nefarious tenant.

"So... Now that we're back from the gutter. Do you know if Linda has a car? Or where she lives?" I asked.

"No, and yes. Wait. I meant yes and no. She doesn't have a car, and I don't know where she lives," Kim replied. "You think we should reach out? It has been a few days." Kim checked her phone, as neither of us was very caught up in pesky things on weekdays, being our own bosses. "It's not November yet, but it's closing in."

Another thing that also was closing in on us, was Kim's birthday in a month or so, the first week of December. I had already bought her a gift, but like she had granted me a sexual high on my birthday I kinda wanted to give her something back. I knew I wasn't ready for any hotwifing again, if ever, but if there was something else, I'd try my best. Kim had a desire and a need for naughty kinky sex, and as her husband, I wanted to make her happy in all kinds of ways. Though that being said, I wasn't sure how to bring it up, or if it was a great idea. The debauchery was fun, but more a Kim thing... which I guess is more an argument to get something going, actually.

"We could ask," Kim said. "I have her on Discord."

"That would be great. But don't put her on the spot, right?" I said, not wanting to force Linda's hand.

I knew accepting charity wasn't really her thing. I had sorta tried to think of ways to make her an employee at Entrendy if she wanted so that she could pay rent. We didn't need the extra income from a tenant anymore, but if it made her feel the deal was more acceptable, and thus kept her from ending up homeless, then I'd be happy to facilitate that.

"Don't be so modest," Kim chuckled, unlocking her phone again. "I'll be honest, I can't wait."

"Why is that?" I asked. I mean, of course, we both liked Linda, but it was still an odd thing to say.

"I mean... ugh, just she's pretty cool. I only have Luna, but now we can get ourselves a little girl power crew going," Kim cheered.

"Knitting and talking about shitty Stephen King novels? Or girl nights with some trashy rom-com movies?" I teased.

"That's sexist," Kim chided, writing away on her phone. I barely used my anymore, outside of for calls related to Entrendy stuff of course. "You think Luna could model for Entrendy?"

"Luna? I don't see why not, but I kinda don't wanna take suggestive pictures of my sister," I said. All our shoots were SFW, but we also asked the photographers to make it very appetizing.

"I mean, she is basically a walking talking cosplay of so many characters anyway," Kim said. "And, she's really pretty. Pretty and a gamer through and through, so I think it would work great."

"Sounds like you're having a crush," I joked. Kim had always been sort of infatuated with Luna. I mean, it made sense. Other than being my sister, she was very good-looking, and athletic, but also her style made her scream nerd which appealed to Kim a lot. Perfect for a clothing company appealing to gaming culture, honestly. Maybe Kim was right.

"Careful so I don't stumble into the wrong bed tonight," Kim joked. "She lives in a small flat a block or two off Main Street. Linda, I mean. Luna lives here," Kim said, zooming on the map on her phone. She looked up. "You think we should get another car?"

"How so?" I asked.

"I mean... if she needs a ride or something. She could borrow it and stuff, without having to occupy the only one that doesn't have a high price tag," Kim said.

I guess it sorta made sense to have two regular cars in an incoming four-person household. I gave it a shrug. If need be, we'd get another. It wasn't that we were giving Linda a car, that would be too much, we'd just get one in reserve for emergencies. I remembered a time I had to drive a certain asshole to school because he didn't have a license and we didn't have a car we'd risk him wrecking. Not that I knew if Linda had her driver's license, but at least a Civic or whatever wouldn't be so expensive to trash compared to a fucking Lambo.

"We can get a pink convertible for your little girl power club," I joked. Kim smirked, shoving at me.

I shrugged, setting my cup in the sink, then checking the dishwasher if it was all clean before putting my cup in there. Kim was pretty particular about that, but Luna wasn't, so you needed to tread with care.

"She hasn't decided yet. She's more focused on getting a job," Kim said, reading her messages to Linda. "Makes sense."

"Kim. Your birthday," I started, wanting to bring up that I wanted to grant her a sexual 'adventure'. Kim looked at me expectantly. No this wasn't the time. "Erh. You know that cabin we talked about? Wouldn't it be kinda cool to go up there to disconnect for a bit? I know you threw a huge party for me, but what do you say?"

A bit different from granting a sexual fantasy, but we had been considering taking a trip away from civilization, to this small cabin up in the mountains. It was snowy as fuck up there by now, but I thought of sitting in front of the fire with Kim, huddling together and keeping each other warm.

Of course, the place had electricity and a huge fire stove, but that was the sort of imagery one imagines when thinking of a cabin way up in the mountains. And like I said, disconnecting and taking a few day's break from the modern world would probably do us good.

"I was actually gonna suggest the same. I kinda like those parties when it's just a few left anyway, so why not just make a trip out of it? Those parties don't really hit the same in the winter as well. And God knows we need a break," Kim said. "Or did you mean just us?"

"I did imagine bringing a few friends, yeah. Perhaps Luna too. There are too few board games for just the two of us if we're gonna avoid technology and keep it primal anyway."

"True that. I'm kicking your ass in chess all day anyway."