New Old Friends - Day 06

Friday

Sometime in the middle of the night I awoke needing to go piss badly. It took me a bit to get my bearings and realize that I heard rain through the open sliding door of our vacation rental bedroom balcony door. Hearing the rainwater was probably what made me wake up from the feeling of the need to go to the bathroom. I groggily rose to my feet and my head was pounding from the mixing of tequila and beer the night before. I hadn't got drunk, but I wasn't sober either. The pounding head problem, however, was most likely the result of changing up the liquor of choice mid-evening.

I went to close the door first and leaned outside to see if our neighbors' door was open or closed. Thankfully it was closed because I really didn't feel up to going next door and closing it for them to keep the rain out. Luckily there was very little wind, so the rain was coming straight down and had not come in the open door. I closed it, shut the blinds, and turned to head to the bathroom. As I entered it, Sara was coming out with two ibuprofens and a glass of water. I must have disturbed her when I got out of bed, checked out the rain, and shut the door. She had snuck into the bathroom and took care of business before me.

Obviously, her head must have been pounding like mine since she had met me with the supplies we hoped would provide us some relief. I took the pills, downed the water, relieved myself, and returned to bed, snuggling up to Sara, spooning her and wrapping my arm around her soft warm breasts. We swiftly fell back asleep skin to skin as neither of us bothered donning any sleepwear.

My phone read nearly eleven when I woke again. It was still raining lightly and because of the cloud cover, the room was only dimly lit. The peacefulness of the rain was keeping the ache of my head down to a manageable thumping. I looked at my beautiful Sara and kissed her gently on the forehead as I wondered how I was so lucky to have her as my best half.

The kiss was enough to wake her from her slumber and she slowly pealed her eyelids open, but just partially. "Sorry I bothered and woke you," I said as softly as I could.

"It's okay. I have been dozing off and on for a while now. I've been trying to work up the courage to open my eyes more than a tiny slit."

"Feeling bad?"

"Better than I did whenever we were up in the middle of the night, but that's not saying much. You?"

"I think better, but I will let you know for sure later. Really just want to brush my teeth, take some pain killers, and get some coffee."

"That sounds like just what the doctor ordered. If I can just get up."

We laid there another minute or two and then both rolled out of bed and crept slowly over to the bathroom to take care of ourselves. We jumped into the shower to see if that would help. No funny business this time in the shower, just a quick clean. The shower did not help our recoveries much and we were both ready to sit down and rest already. We just threw on some comfortable clothes that we had laying around. They had already been worn but were clean enough for now. We really didn't want to bother getting out new outfits before heading down the stairs, this was easier.

All was quiet beside the steady light rain as we reached the main floor landing. We saw no light coming from the laundry room passageway, but as we approached it, we could smell the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and we simply followed our noses into RJ and Jaime's kitchen.

They were lounging on their couch. When they saw us enter their place, they simply gave us a wave, which we returned as we went for cups and the pot of caffeine that we both craved. They looked to be in similar shape to us as they sat snuggling while sipping their cups of java in the unlit room. The sliding door was open just a crack to let in the fresh rain smell, but all the shades were closed keeping what little light of day there was at bay. We plopped down on the loveseat and mirrored them, my arm around Sara as she nestled up to my chest. We all sat in silence, sipping from the hot mugs with our eyes only partly open, staring into the space ahead of us.

After about twenty minutes, Jaime got up gingerly and retrieved the pot of coffee, refilling everyone's cups before grumbling, "It will be a long time before I will drink a margarita again."

"Me too, and I will never follow it up with beer," Sara muttered. We all gave a small, gentle nod in agreement.

We settled back and returned to drinking our caffeine in silence. As my cup approached empty my stomach rumbled loudly. Sara chuckled quietly, "Well it sounds like someone's stomach is feeling better and getting hungry."

"I don't know how much better it is, but I think I am ready to give some food a try. We should try to get rid of our leftovers since we have to check out tomorrow." Everyone else was in agreement and we all got up. Sara and I went and retrieved a bunch of the leftovers from our fridge and brought them back over to put out with the ones that RJ and Jaime got out theirs. Then each of us started to put together our own plates of various food that we thought we might be able to eat without upsetting our delicate stomachs.

As we slowly tested the waters and began to eat, the conversation picked up gradually. The food definitely hit the spot and helped revive everyone a little more. It was early afternoon when we finished cleaning up from our brunch. It was still raining off and on, so it looked to be an indoor day at the beach house. We decided it would be a good time to check in with the kids, then start to pack things up and do laundry. Each couple went about their business of contacting their kids, packing, and cleaning.

Later in the afternoon, we went down to begin the laundry. Sara said, "I will do dark clothes first so give me the shorts and shirt you are wearing."

"Okay, I will go find something else to wear."

"Don't bother," Sara said as she stripped down to her bra and panties. "Just hang out in your underwear this afternoon. It's not like we haven't all seen you in less than that."

"Well, if I am only going to be in my underwear, I might just be hanging out for real," I said with a little laugh. I took my shirt and shorts off as I had no argument that indeed everyone had seen me in less than my underwear.

"I am okay with you hanging out," said Jaime with a wry smile as she rounded the corner into their laundry room carrying their basket of dirty clothes and towels. She dropped everything on the floor and came over to our laundry room and brushed my limp penis, which instantaneously responded. "It looks like someone, or something, is feeling better than a few hours ago." Then before I could react or respond, she returned to her side of the house and yelled, "RJ, I need the dirty clothes you are wearing and don't bother getting a clean outfit. It appears that this will be an underwear only evening." She then pulled off her clothes and RJ appeared in the doorway in just his boxers and handed his clothes to her.

As the girls went about getting the washing machines loaded and started, I followed RJ into their unit but not before tweaking Jaime's nipples through her bra, "I am not the only one who seems to be feeling better." That got me a slap on the ass before I could get away from her.

RJ and I went to the fridge to grab some bottled waters. I talked to him quietly, "Hey, I don't know about you guys, but we usually go out to a nice dinner for our last night at the beach. But with it raining and since we still have a little bit of uncooked seafood left and I noticed you do too, how about we cook dinner for the gals and just stay in tonight?"

"That sounds great to me. Jaime and I were talking while packing and we both thought that after last night's exploits we would just stay in and relax a little tonight."

"Great, I'm sure we can put together a nice meal with what we have between us."

"I think we can make it a nice and romantic meal too. There are candles here, we still have some wine left if anyone can drink some alcohol tonight, and I think I even saw a nice tablecloth in one of the drawers."

"Okay, its settled. Let's treat them like the princesses they are. We won't allow them to do anything to help. They just need to relax."

"And look pretty, which comes naturally for them, so that is easy enough."

The girls came in and we told them to sit down and relax and leave everything to us -- we would be preparing dinner and taking care of them tonight. They didn't ask questions and readily agreed but said they would finish up the laundry if that was okay. We agreed. Even though we both knew how to do laundry, I found out that RJ like myself never seemed to do it to our spouse's satisfaction, so we were better off letting them do the laundry their way. We handed them some bottled waters and offered to get them some wine. They promptly declined as they both were not ready to partake in alcohol quite yet.

Since it was a little early to start dinner, we pulled up chairs in front of them as they sat on the couch and began giving our spouses foot massages. The contented sighs of pleasure flowed as we tried our best, eventually extending the massages up their calves. RJ got up, tucked Jaime's feet up to her on the couch and then took his chair around behind the couch. I followed suit, but I had RJ sit behind Sara and I sat behind Jaime. Then we began with light scalp massages, before we worked our ways down to their necks and ultimately their chests gently. Despite the current area of our focus, we both tried to make it less sexual and more comforting and relaxing. And it must have worked because they both dozed off.

We grabbed a couple of throw blankets and covered them up. Quietly, we went into the kitchen and planned the menu, then set the table complete with tablecloth, cloth napkins, wine and water glasses, and plates and silverware. We did the best we could do to make it as high-end looking as we could. Then we began the meal preparation as they napped. Unfortunately, the buzzers on the washing machines went off abruptly, disturbing their slumber.

They stretched while thanking us for the massages and for letting them rest. We told them they were very welcome. As they stood up, they noticed the table we had set up and both beamed. RJ and I did too as we knew we had done well and made them happy.

As they went about putting the wet clothes in the dryer and getting the white load in the washer, RJ and I resumed our prep work for the evenings meal. As they came out of the laundry area, we heard them giggle and Jaime spoke up, "Give us your underwear for the laundry."

I had my back to them, "I just got these clean a few hours ago, so no need to wash them." That is when RJ, who had turned to face the girls, nudged me before he began taking his boxers off in haste. I turned to see them both standing in the doorway buck naked.

"Okay, I won't wash them, but we still need them," Sara snickered.

I didn't say another word but stripped them off and handed them to her when they came to collect. It was an amazing site to see them walk over confidentially to retrieve the underwear and equally awesome when they turned around and walked back. They disappeared into the laundry area with an extra wiggle in their tushes and a giggle in their voice, "Thanks!"

RJ and I just looked at each other and shook our heads. We were both firmer down below after their little display. Back to work we went after donning a couple of aprons to try and protect the merchandise from any splattering of hot oil or other potential kitchen hazards.

The girls got the machines started and returned the couch. They tucked their legs in and pulled a shared blanket over their lower halves and cozied up to each other and began to talk about all kinds of things like clothes, fashion, laundry tips, children, jobs, gardening, and on and on. Every once in a while, it would get quiet and RJ or I would peek over to see them whispering to each other and occasionally stealing glances our way. It was a stirring sight to see them like young college co-eds talking and giggling and just loving spending time together. The one thing that was unusual was that they were bare and their four tits were constantly tempting and teasing us.

One time as they whispered, RJ told me what we both already knew, "They are up to something and I think we may be in trouble tonight -- good trouble mind you -- but trouble none the less."

"Don't I know it. And I am looking forward to it."

"Me too," RJ agreed with a little laugh.

When the girls were putting the second and last loads of laundry in the dryers, our feast was ready. We lit the candles, shut off the kitchen lights, filled the water and wine glasses, took off our aprons, went over to our ladies, extended our hands to escort them to their chairs. As they sat, we pushed their chairs in for them, placed the napkins on their laps, and served them salads before sitting down to join them.

The meal ended up being excellent. The salad was followed up with shrimp and sea bass, with a mild sauce, paired with garlic mashed potatoes, and fresh green beans. To me, the most interesting part of the evening was that despite us all being naked, the meal was carried out completely normal. We had become so at ease with each other that the lack of clothes was not awkward in the least bit. Sara and I even commented how we were starting to understand why they enjoyed their naked weekends at the cabin so much.

The dining experience was basically the same as it would have been as if we had clothes on. The atmosphere we had created with the setting and candlelight led to a romantic feel and the nudity did to nothing to distract from that or turn it from romance to sexual. For the most part the touching was at a minimum. We just delighted in each other's company, in the food, in the wine, and in the atmosphere, while the state of undress just seemed to enhance the enjoyment of the evening and not take away from it in any way.

As we sat there digesting the meal and ingesting the wine, Sara looked at me and announced deeply and sincerely, "I love you". Then before I even had a chance to respond, she looked to RJ, took his hand in hers, and just as sincerely as she had been with me told him, "I love you," before looking at Jaime. Taking her hand with her other hand, she again proclaimed honestly, "I love you."

That started round after round of declarations of love between all of us, even RJ and myself. In the end we were all holding hands, the girls were shedding tears of happiness and contentment, and even RJ and I were misty eyed as everyone delighted in the expressions of our true feelings for each other.

After several minutes, Sara withdrew her hands to wipe the tears from her eyes, "Sorry to make everyone so emotional."

Jaime immediately spoke up as she too tried to wipe away her tears, "Don't ever be sorry for sharing your feelings. We obviously all feel the same way, you were just courageous enough to be the first to say out loud what we were feeling and wanting to express for a while now."

I agreed, "Yes, I so wanted to tell Jaime I loved her but was scared to do it when we were alone. I didn't feel right about proclaiming it behind RJ's back and I didn't know how to go about announcing it in front of everyone, even though I think you all knew of my feelings just as I knew you and RJ loved each other. It is good to have it out in the open between all of us and know we all share the same strong feelings. Even my love for RJ needed to be said instead of avoided."

RJ chimed in as well, "I one hundred percent agree. I have had feeling of love for you, Sara, but was afraid if I said it especially behind Pete's back it would change or ruin things. I shouldn't have feared declaring my love for any of you and won't ever be hesitant to let any of you know it again."

This started the waterworks from Sara and Jaime again, before Sara spoke up through her sobs, "Damn it! Just serve the dessert if we are having some, so maybe I can quit bawling my eyes out."

I gave her a strong hug and whispered, "We all love you and are so glad you had the courage to say what we all wanted to say." That got me a deep kiss before RJ and I got up to take the dinner plates to the kitchen and return with dessert. Dessert was simple, ice cream topped with crushed cookies. Serving and eating it brought us all back down from the highly emotional state we had been in, and our conversation returned to normal.

In the end, the ladies were so pleased with everything that we had done to make this a romantic, loving evening that they insisted that we stay seated as they cleaned up. When they were done, without a word being uttered, they grabbed some towels, handed us some plastic cups and the wine bottles, then simply took our hands and led us outside into the dark. It had stopped raining and the clouds were breaking up letting the moon shine through occasionally in-between the patches of clouds. They led us down to the hot tub, climbed in and we followed them in.

As we relaxed and chatted, it struck me that we were back where this had begun but now without the underwear. When the talking hit a lull, I leaned to my wife and kissed her passionately and RJ followed suit with his spouse. Then we switched and kissed our girlfriends. And much like the first time, we continued paying attention back and forth, however it progressed much farther and faster than the first time. Hands roamed freely rather than cautiously, and no areas were off limits. It was such a free flowing, liberating, and pleasurable experience that it went on for a long time. There was no teasing or leading on, it was just enjoyable and a matter of pleasing each other passionately and deeply. It was a physical expression of the love we had declared verbally before dessert.

At one point, Sara and I were heatedly touching and kissing before she moved towards RJ. When Jaime felt her presence, she started to back away to trade and come to me, but Sara stopped her and kissed her, then pulled her into a three-way kiss with RJ, while I sat back and watched and took in the sexy display. The kiss broke and Sara quietly told RJ to sit up on the side of the hot tub. She looked at me with a wink and then turned towards RJ sticking her backside towards me. She pulled Jaime alongside her before beginning to lick his erection. Jaime got the hint and the two of them worked on him in tandem as I watched their butts sway in my face.

After a bit I reached out and rubbed their asses, before reaching between their legs and stroking each of their pussies from top to bottom and beyond to their buttholes then back up to their clits. I slowly and steadily repeating my motions. I began to mix in some thrusting of fingers in their rapidly moistening slits, but I knew my goal should be to arouse them but not satisfy them because that was what they were doing to RJ. It was a slow sensual licking of his cock and balls, with minimum sucking. They would kiss around his meat and sporadically leave it alone to kiss each other sensually. Despite the efforts to not overstimulate RJ, we could all sense that if they went much longer, he would reach the point of no return.

Jaime told him quietly, "We need you to save that for later, okay? You can trust us will be rewarded for holding on."

RJ simply nodded as he knew they were not trying to tease him but rather trying to make it an unforgettable night. He slid back down into the tub and they in turn did an about face and Sara motioned for me to sit on the edge of the tub. They slithered over like tigers and I was their prey, or at the very least my meat was. They began the same treatment on me as they had just done on RJ and he took over my ministrations on their asses and pussies.

It was so amazing to see and feel two tongues and mouths working in coordination to bring such pleasure to my cock and nuts. They looked sultrily at me as often and long as they could as they licked, kissed, and occasionally sucked my length as well as my sack and my mushroom head. At times I got to watch and experience them kiss each other directly or around my shaft. They also engaged me in a three-way kiss a few times. I had never seen, felt, and been involved in anything so erotic. It was pushing me to my limit. They sensed it and stood up each grabbing one of my hands and one RJ's and lifting us up and we all got out of the tub.