Wow! Time keeps flying between each time I return to drop off a story.
I thought I had loaded these 2 months ago when I wrote them. My greatest apologies to those who may have been waiting or wondering when I'd post again. You can thank Roni for that.
She called a few days ago when she could while her husband was in Paris for 2 days for work. She needed to vent about the women at work, "kids" she called them, her lazy daycare provider and the women at church. I let her rant for as long as she needed. After 20 minutes she laughed and thanked me "Thanks, I needed that."
I told her she should just flip off the "Kids" at work, they probably never had an orgasm and are frustrated. Tell the daycare people they need your money more than you need them and as for the women at church, just go fuck their husbands. She laughed then said she wouldn't fuck any of them.
Roni asked why she couldn't see these two stories, so I hoped online and saw I never actually loaded them. My ADHD kicked in when I started training for a local ½ marathon and forget I hadn't actually done it. My Bad
After meeting over a recent holiday weekend with several who were involved in these two stories, and getting their OK as they read the other Roni stories, they gave me a thumbs up to write/publish as long I change names, don't reveal a location, to protect those not so innocent. Enjoy while I work on the one I am currently writing - A request from Roni. :o)
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The following took place over Memorial Day weekend, in a nearby large city, in 2006. I hope you enjoy!
When Roni and I returned to the US and I retired not too long after, as you know, we settled back in my home town. As luck would have it, two couples we'd met along the way (at different duty stations) lived in a nearby large city, so we had a standing invitation to visit either of them when it was convenient. We eventually introduced them to each-other so we visit them alone or together for fun weekends, usually taking in a sporting or other even as well.
Over a number of months, our circle of friends grew to include 15 couples. It ended up being like our own little private club. Sometime 3 or 4 of the couples would get together, go out and enjoy an evening... then fuck like rabbits. Over one such weekend, all 15 couples suggested meeting between each-other, at various places, at different times. After several rounds of phone tag, we all decided to meet at a nearby resort. One of the wives who worked in the travel industry booked 15 rooms for the group, taking up the nearly entire top floor of one wing, with one room left open... luckily it that one was never occupied.
After arriving, everyone got settled, the women all met by the pool for the afternoon to catch up on mom/women chat, and all of the husbands got together at several tables in the corner of the poolside bar. Needless to say, the drinks were flowing.
The three bartenders/waiters were hilarious. All were 24/25ish and definitely preoccupied eye fucking the herd of hotties by the pool. One of them was soaking wet after having fallen into the pool after serving Susie, Chris and Roni who were right at poolside. He tripped as he backed away after handing them drinks. The entire pool area let out a roar better associated with a sporting event. Not the slickest cool move... Rule #1, If you're wanting to seem suave, cool and collected, don't forget you are standing on the edge of the pool already. He did regain cool points however, taking a big bow in all direction and sauntering off as if nothing happened.
At that point, one of the quieter husbands in the group, Ted laughed and said "Well, we are a lucky bunch of bastards, aren't we? Each of us has, at one point or another, fucked each and every one of them, somethings in groups of 3 and 4 in a night." And you three, he said, pointing at Me, Bob and Rick, need to control your women... scaring this poor boy into the pool, point at the blushing young waiter who had just brought him another beer. All 15 of us, and the waiter busted out laughing. Hmm, he is actually good looking, Roni would like to fuck him I think...
We all had to agree with Ted though. It was an awesome assortment, these ladies. Tall, Short, Blonds, Brunettes, a redhead, long hair, short hair, big breasts, small breasts, shaved, trimmed - they came in every combination. The only thing each of them had in common was that they loved sex, to please and be pleased, by us and each-other. They taught each-other all kinds of "tricks". Roni's contribution was to teach them all to give better blowjobs... she was proud of that... and the husbands all vehemently approved... LOL
It was then that Don spoke up: "Guys, how many of your wives have said they'd like to try a gangbang? Not just 3 or 4 of us, they've all done that once or twice. I mean most or all of us... or even more?... I know Connie has"
Everyone looked around at each-other. Slowly, one-by-one, several began raising their hands, including me. Only two didn't, but they stated that they were pretty sure their wives would if given the chance. The sight of Roni taking each of these cocks made me flush, as it appeared to do to everyone around the seating area. Minds raced, smiles appeared, Cocks got hard.
Richard suddenly laughed. We all looked at him with "what-the-fuck" looks on our faces. He laughed again and said: "How could we do that?" Silence greeted his question. After a long pregnant pause, Cliff offered, "We could use a hotel room, not enough room for that line of pussy... We'd need a boardroom table. And thus, our group had a name, the "Executive Board". As it would turn out, this would be our first meeting. It was fitting that everyone was present.
Everyone laughed. After a minute, Bob spoke up and told us he may be able to ix our dilemma and pulled out his cell phone and dialed a call.
A few minutes later, a hot sexy Blond showed up, Bob smiled and waved her to meet him at a nearby table and started talking quietly, her face turning a bright blushing red. That's when Cliff hit my arm and whispered "look under the table." Bob was finger fucking her under the table as they talked.
After a few minutes, she got up and walked away, but not before shooting a glance at all us with a devilish smirk on her face. It was a foregone conclusion that any one of us would have loved to fill her smirking little lips with cock and cum.
Bob came back with a smile on his face and sipped his beer. A few minutes later, Carolyn, the woman, came back and gave an envelope to Bob, smile, said "see Y'all later" and left. Bob opened the envelope and said "Problem solved" as he held a keycard between his first two fingers. We all must have looked confused. He laughed and explain: This key is for one meeting, buffet rooms on the 3rd floor... with a BIG, long table. Carolyn said we can use it for dinner this evening if she can get us some waitstaff otherwise we can just use it for our "Board meeting"
20 minutes later his phone rang. Dinner was on, but only if Carolyn and the three girls could she got to "work" could join. - Bob explained that Carolyn is how we got the whole floor we booked. - She was Bob and Susie's "unicorn" but had recently started dating a friend of theirs. She had told Bob that was also wanting to become part of the lifestyle. Bob laughed: "Why do you think we introduced you to him." Tonight, he'd be indoctrinated.
The three girls she was bringing to "serve" were also assorted local "Unicorns" to other couples she knew and dated single guys (including, but not exclusively, the three bartenders). About 3:00, all of the girls came over and grabbed a lap to sit on, some their husbands, some just sat down on any available lap.
Susie asked what we had talked about, curious after having seen Carolyn. Bob said that he had called Carolyn to get a room with a table big enough for us all to have dinner together. The girls all thought it was a good idea. We didn't tell them about "desert" After 30 minutes or so we all went to our rooms to relax for a while, before we would all met at the bar before dinner at 8:30.
