When I arrived in Coolamein I honestly believed that my life there would be absolutely awful.
I thought that it would be conservative, boring and sports driven. The truth is that the only thing driving these people was the possibility of a good hard fuck.
I had been sent the address of my new home, and the location of what was described by my head teacher Sharon as an impromptu farewell for Raul, and also it would seem as a welcome for myself and my freshly fucked girlfriend, Natasha.
Now I was sitting in my beaten up Outback with Natasha in the seat next to me and my Spanish friend Raul riding in the back. I found the beautiful old home on Maple Place which had a number of large utes and SUVs out the front, and two in the driveway.
"What's going on here, is it one of those inspection things where the owners check you out?" Natasha asked.
I smiled inside thinking, yes they will be inspecting us, but outwardly I looked concerned and said, "I honestly don't know. They didn't say anything about it being an inspection."
"Damn," Raul said, "Do we have to go back to the hotel to continue our fun?"
"Well," I said as I opened the car door, "let's go find out, shall we."
With Natasha next to me and Raul standing behind us I knocked on the door unsure of whether the person on the other side would be clothed or not.
Sharon and a beautiful Nordic looking woman in her thirties answered, and they were clothed, but scantily at that. They both wore a bikini and a sarong and they stood at the head of a long hallway which was so common with these older style homes. There were bedrooms and a bathroom behind the closed doors on the left and right, and at the end of the hallway an opaque panel in the door showed the outline of people milling about.
"Hi there," Sharon said, holding out her hand. "You must be Natasha."
Natasha looked confused as to what was going on, so I cleared the air.
"This is Sharon, my head teacher." I let that sink in for a very short while.
"From this morning, that Sharon?" Natasha asked, slowly catching up.
"Well, no secrets here," Sharon said with a smile directed at me. "That's excellent. Yes, that Sharon indeed. Come on in."
"I'm Phillipa, by the way," the gorgeous blonde said, "I'm the owner's daughter and you can just call me Phi."
Sharon was about to open the hallway door out to the group of people when Natasha pulled us up.
"So, hang on," Natasha said. "Is this a rental inspection or what?"
Phi chuckled and looked at Sharon who answered with. "Not at all, this is where Julian will be staying for the next six months. As long as he hosts the occasional Boat Club party, such as tonight's farewell to our good friend Raul, he'll be here, rent free."
"Boat Club?" Natasha asked. "Rent free?"
"It's an institution here in Coolamein. Twenty odd years ago a group of like-minded individuals used to meet out at the old Boat Club on the river. One day it was raided by the police and we needed to find another place to party. Somewhere less public. So we started at our own homes, and whenever we can, at the homes of people who are going overseas for long periods of time," Sharon said.
"So here we are," I said, hearing the story of the Boat Club for the first time, and also giving Natasha the chance to back out. I said."It's up to you."
"Open the goddamn door and get me a drink," Natasha said with a wanton smile.
I was kind of expecting to see a rerun of the sordid display of sexual activity that I witnessed at Sharon and Marcus' home after the welcome barbecue, but it was actually just like any other gathering of people. No one was fucking, no one was getting a blowjob and nobody was actually even naked. I mean, they were all close to naked as all the men were wearing shorts and either a singlet top or a polo, and the women were in short skirts, sarongs and bikini tops.
I wasn't surprised to find Natasha was of great interest to all the men in the room and Raul and I were of interest to the bevy of attractive women before me.
Apart from Sharon and Jenny I only recognised two of them. The principal's wife and Marcus's secretary Kelly, and to my delight Kathy, my workmate in the English faculty.
"Excuse me everybody," Sharon called out. "I'd like you all to meet our newest members of the boat club, Julian and Natasha."
A cheer rang out around the room as men and women came to shake my hand or kiss me, kiss Natasha, and say their farewells to Raul.
Natasha looked at home as she stood slurping down a large glass of bubbly as she chatted with two blokes I'd never met before.
It was strange to feel both adoration, lust and jealousy all mixed up in the one heady parcel. Being the sensible guy I was, of course, there was no way I was going to give up fucking Kathy, Phi and whoever else took my fancy.
Regardless, I ambled over to the three of them and introduced myself. They were both very friendly lads called Troy and Ken and the discussion was all about how shit Sydney was compared to the country, so I left them to it and sauntered over to the black-haired Kathy and the blonde Phi.
"Ladies," I said, holding up my stubby of Melbourne Bitter to clink against their wine glasses.
"Welcome, handsome," Kathy said. "I see you've met our respective partners."
I looked back over my shoulder to where Kathy was pointing, at Ken and Troy.
"Yep. Which is which?"
"Well I'm with Troy," Kathy said, "And short haired Barbie here is with Ken."
'Lols," Phi said with a smile, and a soft wink.
As we chatted about the usual things like work and politics I felt Natasha come up beside me and ask Phi, "Could I go grab a quick shower, or something?" Smiling, she looked me up and down and said to Kathy, "I need to freshen up."
"Well there is a spa outside next to the pool, the pool itself, and an outside shower if you'd like to join me?" Phi said.
"Well," I said with a laugh. "I'm all in favour of that plan."
Natasha just gave me a loving slap on the wrist as she and Phi headed through the partygoers towards the pool.
"She's gorgeous," Kathy said. "You watch everyone eyeing her off."
She was right of course, everyone did give her the once over as she passed.
Pretty much everyone was watching the pair as they walked around the pool and although we couldn't hear what they were saying, it seemed that Phi was laying down a few rules, rules that Kathy then passed on to me.
"So," she said, touching me on the arm to get my attention. "There are a few rules that we like to run with here at the Boat Club."
'Rules?" I asked as I stared at Phi and Natasha.
Seeing that I was distracted by watching the girls disrobe next to the spa, Kathy paused the conversation.
"Once they're in the water, you must listen," she said. "I don't want you fucking this up."
"Yeah, yeah," I said absentmindedly, "No fucking up, apart from you."
Phi was indeed a fine looking woman. Maybe a bit thin for me, but she was finely proportioned. Nice cupped breasts, a slim waist and shoulder length blonde hair all combined to bring an aroused state to my willy.
Once they were both naked they slid into the spa and a few of the club members all smiled at me.
"Now," Kathy said as she passed me another beer. "Here are the rules. Number one, no phones allowed in the rooms. Number two, no means no. Number three, no fucking outside and no fucking without the curtains drawn."
"Is that it?"
"No, two more." she continued. "No inviting people without prior checking with the executive and finally, no fucking until the President says so."
"Jenny?" I asked, looking around the room.
"She's not here yet."
"Are these hard and fast rules? What if, say, I'm out on a property and the curtains are open?"
"Properties are different, usually they're done on a one by one basis. Which is why we live out of town. Isn't it babe?" she said to Troy as he ambled over.
"Isn't what?"
"The reason why we live out of town is so we can fuck wherever we like?"
"Hell yeah," he said, slapping her tenderly on the arse. "Kath here took three of us out by the pool last weekend, mind you, two of them were our neighbours."
"Are they here?" I asked.
"Nah," Kathy said sadly, "Their wives aren't members so they only come when they can, or visit members to lend a helping hand, or cock. That's why there will be more men here tonight than women."
"I'm sure you won't mind," I said with a wink.
"Nor will Natasha, by the look of her."
I was just about to ask, 'What do you mean by that?' when my attention was grabbed by one of the men calling out for help to get the barbecue on. This really was looking like any normal Australian barbie. Apart from maybe the obvious sexual undercurrent.
I introduced myself to Kyle and Dan while offering to help with the charring of the lamb chops, sausages, steaks and king prawns, they said yes, as long as they got to fuck Natasha at some stage of the night.
"I imagine that's up to her," I replied.
As I stepped outside to the barbecue Natasha hopped out of the pool with Phi and once more everybody's heads spun around to watch them exit the pool. They both gathered up their clothes before wrapping towels around themselves and sat down at a table like old friends on holidays. As they chattered away they giggled a lot and looked over towards the three of us cooking them dinner.
"Gorgeous,' Kyle said.
"She's a stunner alright," Dan added.
Once we were nearly finished they got up and sauntered, very sexily, towards us.
"Hi boys," Natasha said. "What's cooking?'
