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A Weekend at The Lodge
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Not that it matters a lot, but it started one Friday evening. Marcy and Bill go out to dinner after work on Fridays. What made this Friday unique was the fact that it had been a hard week for both, which means hard drinking to make up for it. The one other factor that made it unique were a couple of special cookies Bill had purchased on the way home from work.
Normally desert comes after dinner. Marcy and Bill had the kind of week that screams for desert before dinner. Purely from the standpoint of enjoying life, they may have stumbled on a great idea. Nevertheless, they ate the cookies before heading out to dinner and drinks. One of the many interesting things about the couple is that they get extremely horny when they drink and are under the influence of the evil weed.
They both had the best of intentions. Each felt that the other deserved a good fucking and set out to delete the week behind them and embrace the night in front of them. The combination of alcohol and marijuana cookies helped in that regard immensely.
Marcy and Bill are an attractive couple and are used to some casual flirting by the people around them. This particular Friday, both were hyper aware of the glances, comments, and casual touches that they both received in their favorite restaurant and watering hole. Not only were they aware individually, but they also were lubricated enough to want to talk about it with each other. Further proof that pot and alcohol equal horny.
Bill started things off, "Marcy, you are not going to believe what Jim's wife Sharon just did. She squeezed my cock!"
Marcy trembled a little and put her hand on her husband's thigh, "Why does that make me hot?
"While Sharon was squeezing your cock her husband 'accidentally' squeezed my tit and tickled my nipple. While attempting to apologize he just happened to rub his erection against my ass!"
"Fuck honey, your experience was way hotter than mine! Next time squeeze his cock and see what he does."
"You know what he will do. He'll keep escalating until the next thing I know his cock will be in me. Do you want him to fuck me?"
"Do you want Sharon to fuck me?"
"I think we need to go home and fuck each other before we do something crazy."
That is what they did. The door had been opened and an exciting new world was revealed. It was up to them now as to whether they would walk through it. Of course, they did. This wouldn't be much of a story if it ended here.
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The following morning, a very happy and sexually satisfied couple sat down to breakfast. Bill had done the cooking to express some of his appreciation for the previous night. He was smiling to himself as he ate and reminisced about the night before. The open conversation they had the helped him to realize that his lovely wife got as excited as he did by the flirtations they had experienced. He did not want to lose the new openness, "I'll be honest. Last night I got extremely excited when you told me about Jim's attempt to bed you. I think you found it exciting too. Am I wrong? If not, then the question is what do we do about it?"
"I did find it exciting. When you told me about Sharon, I got horny thinking about it. Telling you about Jim made me even more excited. I think if you had told me to go for it, I might have done it. I'm not so sure about it this morning."
"I get that babe, but if the right people were available at the right time would you follow through? Would you enjoy sex with other people?"
"Only if I knew without a doubt it wouldn't come between us. I love you and I don't want to lose you over a thrill."
"I feel the same way. I am not interested in a relationship with another woman. What I find exciting is the idea of you being brought to extasy. I want you to come your brains out as much as you want, and I don't mind if I get some help making that happen."
"So, you wouldn't screw another woman if I was agreeable?"
"I didn't say that. It is just that your happiness comes first. I wouldn't mind if I got some fun out of it as well."
Marcy was thoughtful, "How would we go about it? I don't want to act like some needy whore wife. That is not my style in any way, shape, or form."
"There is no hurry. I know that just the idea makes me horny as hell. Let's milk that for all it is worth and see what the future brings. In the meantime, come here woman!"
Bill pulled an enthusiastic Marcy into his arms. They started in the kitchen, moved to the living room couch, and ended up back in bed. Their exertions led to a nice Saturday nap. When they awoke, they snuggled and Bill had an epiphany, "Assuming we decide we want to have sex with other people, we don't have to figure out how to do it or who to do it with. All we have to do is let ourselves be seduced."
"That's a great idea! But we must do it together. I don't want you having an affair and telling me about it later."
"I would never do that. The whole other people thing is for us as a couple, not just one of us. Although, I think I would enjoy watching you enjoying yourself."
"Goodness, you are naughty today. I admit it turns me on thinking about you watching me while some big cock services me. Now come here and fuck me again!"
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To say they gave the idea no more thought and moved on to other things would be incorrect. The fact was that neither of them could stop thinking about it. Neither thought about what kinds of fun that they could have for themselves. Instead, both thought about the fun their spouse could have. Each wanted the other to have an amazing experience. That mindset would make it possible for their marriage to remain solid if the opportunity ever arose to have sex with other people.
The upcoming weekend was a three-day weekend due to a national holiday. The couple had reservations at the local state park lodge. They had spent their honeymoon at the lodge and tried to go back every year. They always reserved the same room each year not only for nostalgia's sake, but also because it provided easy access to the swimming pool. The sliding door from their room opened onto the pool deck. The pool bar was conveniently located within feet of their room.
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It was a beautiful evening for a drive as the couple headed to the lodge. The hour drive let them shed the weight of the work week and redirect their minds toward a relaxing weekend. Neither expected anything exciting to happen with other people, but they both tingled with anticipation. In the worst case their fantasies were being well fed and that would lead to amazing sex between the two.
Marcy and Bill checked in, got things settled in their room, and went to dinner at the five-star restaurant in the lodge. State park lodges had come a long way from the days of primitive cabins. The lodge is in fact a very well-run hotel that happens to be located within a beautiful state park.
An after-dinner stroll on the walking path around lodge was followed by a visit to the lodge bar. The lodge bar is a not a hole in the wall that serves cheap beer. It is in fact quite large and well equipped. The bar can easily seat thirty people. Tables surrounded a large dance floor increasing the capacity to well over a hundred. The band was finishing setting up their equipment as the couple arrived.
The couple found seats at the bar with a view of the dance floor and settled in for a few hours. A short time later another couple sat down near them and they struck up a conversation. Bill was the kind of person who had never met a stranger. He could, and did, talk to anyone that came within conversation distance, "Hello folks. How are you this evening?"
The handsome couple he had directed his question to smiled and the gentleman responded, "We are doing great. The week is over, and we have a long weekend ahead of us."
"I couldn't agree more. I'm Bill and this is my wife, Marcy."
"This is my wife Gera and I'm John."
"It's nice to meet you both. Have you and Gera been here before?"
"Yes, we try to come at least once a year. We came here on our first anniversary and have returned every year for the last five years."
"Marcy and I have a similar story. We spent our honeymoon here and come back every year to celebrate our anniversary. This will be five years for us as well."
The two couples settled into easy conversation. They had a lot in common and Bill was cautiously optimistic that John and Gera could be the kind of people that he and Marcy could have fun with. Sex hadn't occurred to him at this point. That was about to change.
Ten minutes before the band was supposed to start John leaned over and whispered to Bill, "We're going outside to catch a buzz if you guys would like to join us."
Bill turned to Marcy and whispered, "They are going outside to smoke a little rope. Do you want to go?"
Marcy had a few drinks in her by this point and smoking some pot sounded like a great idea, "Sure. Let's go."
The two couples went outside and found a secluded spot. John pulled out a vape pen and they passed it around. Soon enough the four people had developed a pleasant buzz. Bill got a bit spacy, as one does when partaking of marijuana, and he began checking out the couple they had just met. Gera caught his attention first. She was about five-foot four inches tall with brown hair cut in a pixie cut that served to outline her pretty face. Her brown eyes sparkled with humor. His eyes worked their way down her body checking out her pert c-cup breasts, narrow hips, and nicely rounded butt. Her short dress displayed her slender legs to great effect.