The next day Dave and Angie met with the bank and were successful in securing the needed financing for Lake Hedonism. They also went to Wendy and Walter's cabin to talk to the only two people they knew who had actually been to a Hedonism resort.
Wendy said with a chuckle, "So you want to know what it's like at a Hedonism resort. Well, first off it isn't necessarily wild and crazy."
"No," Walter pitched in, "the secret to a good one is that it is anything the guests want it to be. The guests get to set the rules and boundaries concerning clothing, games and behavior."
As any long married couple can, Wendy completed her husband's thought,
"The guest can be clothed or naked. They can have sex with their partner or strangers in public or in private. They can participate in ribald drinking games or not."
"I see," Angie said. "They set the limits for their experience."
"Exactly," Wendy and Walter answered in unison.
Walter continued, "Like all resorts, there are scheduled events and activities that the guest can chose to participate in. These have the potential to be wild or erotic. Or the guests can make up their own schedule."
Dave said, "Wendy and Walter, we are going to add a Hedonism section to the resort."
"Following through on Uncle Jake's scheme eh," Wendy chuckled.
"Yes," Dave responded. "We'd like your help."
"Dave, have you thought this out?" Walter asked. "Seeing a pair of saggy, old farts like us could be a real buzz kill for your swingers."
"Speak for yourself old man," Wendy said winking at Dave. "This mature woman can still make some magic."
Angie answered, "We need help. We plan on having some young, hot looking talent, but to be honest with you, we also want to have Wendy's fun-loving attitude and your experience Walter."
Wendy looked at her husband and playing it cool said, "We could be interested."
Wendy gave Dave's prick a long lingering glance that everyone noticed and said, "I hope there are... satisfying fringe benefits."
Walter raised his eyebrows in exasperation and said, "You know she was the inspiration for that Hall & Oates song, Maneater."
Dave was quiet. Angie answered with a confident smile,
"Wendy, we are willing to work as hard as necessary to make Lake Hedonism a success. And we want you as business partners. You each will have a 5% share in the venture. If you two need a little special attention to seal the deal...Dave and I could give you an example of how committed we are to keeping our partners happy."
Dave could not believe that his church-going, past president of the PTA wife had just propositioned Wendy and Walter. Walter laughed because Wendy had gotten them into another interesting situation. He thought Angie was as cute as a button and wouldn't mind having a little taste. Wendy too liked what she was hearing. She smiled and reached over and grabbed Dave's dick saying,
"Let's consummate the deal."
Turning to Angie, Wendy said,
"If you have any trouble getting lead in Walter's pencil, massage his prostate."
Without further comment, Wendy lowered her mouth to Dave's cock. Walter opened his arms and invited Angie to come and sit on his lap in the upholstered chair. As Wendy went straight to the hardcore action, Walter and Angie kissed and let their tongues get to know one another.
Dave discovered that Wendy's mouth was as talented as her pussy had proven to be. There just is no substitute for experience and Wendy knew what she was doing. Angie was pleased to discover that Walter was a good kisser. Walter began toying with Angie's tiny breasts and giant nipples. Angie's extended nips seemed to beg to be mauled and Walter enjoyed yanking, stretching and twisting the thick rubbery appendages. Angie enjoyed it too moaning because it hurt and sighing because it also felt so good.
Walter pulled Angie in tight and leaned his mouth next to her ear and whispered,
"I don't want Wendy to hear this. Wendy's a great gal. She is still as beautiful and desirable to me as the day I met her, but time changes everything. I've lost some hardness in my rod and menopause has stolen that exotic tang, that wonderful musky taste of a young ovulating female. Can I go down on you? It would make this old man very happy."
Tears welled up in Angie's eyes. This man loved his wife. Angie stood and pulled Walter to his feet. Then she sat legs splayed in the big chair and placed a throw pillow on the floor and said,
"Kneel. If you do nothing else Walter, you are going to dine between my legs today."
A humble and grateful old man fell to his knees and thanked God for this compassionate young woman. After saying grace Walter began his meal licking Angie's fragrant shaved pussy. Angie sighed contentedly and enjoyed the man's thoroughness and attention to detail.
Wendy was enjoying the responsiveness and the absolute hardness of Dave. However, when she saw Angie being eaten she said,
"I want some of that action. Dave, see that expression on your wife's face? Put that on my old puss while you tongue wrangle my other puss."
Dave had no problem going down on this woman. She had a clean, light flavor, but mostly he remembered her specially trained vaginal muscles. He figured the sooner he got her ready, the sooner she would be milking his cock.
Walter took his time exploring, tasting and stimulating Angie. She was as full flavored and delectable as his wife had once been. Dave took his time too. He knew Wendy did not self-lubricate as well as a younger woman. He slavered his saliva on thickly and still managed to hit the important spots coaxing moans and groans from Wendy.
"Dave, I'm a Texas cowgirl. I ride my men as I ride my horses. Lay down on the floor," Wendy ordered.
Angie loved her husband and was grateful that they were now openly able to be with others. To her way of thinking, sharing their explorations and extra-marital sexual experiences was best done together so she nudged Walter and said,
"Let's be closer to them. I want to hold my husband's hand."
When they stood, Angie saw that Walter's penis was, at best, at half mast. He wasn't going to be able to fuck her. She was kind and lied a little,
"I love what you're doing. You lay down so I can enjoy my favorite position, '69'."
Angie knelt over the prone older man and Walter returned to her honey pot savoring her acidic fluid. Angie swallowed his soft cock, rolled it around her mouth and let the man have his fill. She reached out and held her husband's hand as another woman fucked him hard; she didn't feel a twinge of jealousy.
Wendy was a vocal and loud lover. She rode Dave hard and worked her neither region muscle magic. Dave, like his wife, assumed a passive role. He let Wendy set the pace. He smiled watching Wendy's pendulous breasts sway back and forth and enjoying having his manhood massaged by Wendy's strong vaginal muscles. Dave smiled at his wife, pleased to see the contented look on her face and unconcerned that another man had his tongue shoved up her twat.
Walter was reveling in Angie's tangy pussy. He lapped at her clit eliciting a strong flow of the feminine fluid he so desired. He sucked the dripping nectar off her thick lips and when the need drove him, he penetrated her as deeply as he could with his tongue digging out more of the precious liquid. All these efforts had an impact on Angie. Her level of desire at the beginning of this mercy sex was low, but Walter was having an effect.
To her pleasant surprise, Angie began to mumble "Ohh" and emitted low groans as tiny orgasms exploded inside of her one after another. The multiple quakes gave her an immensely serene feeling and she lovingly nursed on the warm cock in her mouth.
Wendy heard Angie's murmuring and groaning. She recognized the signs of the multiple orgasms that Walter's diligent and talented tongue had often given her. It raised her level of excitement. Wendy traced a finger across her clit and rode Dave harder, crying out loudly as she came.
It had been years since Walter had tasted a fully fragrant pussy as good as Angie's. He was pleased when he heard her orgasmic sounds knowing that she was enjoying this as much as he was. Walter, though not fully hard, came in a gurgling gush like water from a garden hose and he moaned like the old man that he was. His orgasm wasn't the tremendous explosion that a younger man experiences, but such is life. Walter buried his nose into Angie's pussy and savored one last taste.
