All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.
Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
I'm not much of a writer, but I wanted to share the events of this crazy weekend, maybe just to have it all recorded somewhere, or at least to get things off my chest. I'll try to relate what happened as accurately as possible, given my own subjective viewpoint and the rather kinky circumstances.
To paraphrase William Gibson, I'm a very technical boy. My work as a software designer and engineer have brought me plenty of success. I'm not a complete nerd, however. I also like to skateboard and snowboard and go camping when possible. I am tall with an easygoing manner. Pretty well preserved for a guy in his mid 50s, by most accounts.
Seems like I have been surrounded by beautiful, dynamic, incredible women for my entire life. I love them, but they can also be a giant pain in the ass. Other guys might be jealous when I walk into the bar with five hot girls, but then I spend the night fetching drinks and buying cigarettes and listening to them talk. In my experience, women ultimately do whatever they want. You can go with it or be left out. They also form incredibly strong bonds with each other. Men ignore this network at their peril.
About 15 years ago I met my beautiful wife, Jennifer. She is 10 years younger than me, with straight blonde hair, green eyes, big tits, long legs, full lips, and a beautiful smile. Her best feature is her long shapely legs and tight little rear end. She has practiced yoga for many years and has the body to prove it. We have a dynamic marriage and are very happy together. Jen is quite assertive in real life, and maybe because of this she likes to play a more passive role in the bedroom.
We like to experiment with bondage and kinky role playing fantasies. I love to dress her up in slutty outfits and have her do naughty things that entertain me. There is something really hot about having an intelligent and sophisticated women on her knees wearing nothing but a dog collar and high heels. Leash play is a big fetish for me. Jen definitely has a submissive streak. I can switch back and forth between dominant and submissive, but I almost always take the dominant lead with her.
An entertaining aspect of our sex life is Jennifer's interest in other women. Over the years I have seen some of the world's most beautiful women just fucking throw themselves at her. Sometimes she is not interested, but other times she is totally up for it. This has led to some interesting situations that had to be handled in a delicate manner. Sometimes these encounters are one night stands, but other times they come back for more. The funny thing is, in all this time, I have never seem a guy throw themselves at her. Maybe because she is quite assertive? Maybe she looks taken already?
Anyway, as you might have guessed, Jennifer has a strong network of girl friends. One of her best friends Ani is also her yoga instructor. They are exactly the same height, and both have green eyes, but Ani has a muscular build with smaller breasts and brunette hair. She is a triple-take girl. You see her, automatically look again, and then try to surreptitiously get a third glance in. Her cut shoulder muscles, powerful thighs and beautiful face attract attention anywhere she goes.
The two have been friends for many years. I would describe Jennifer as passive and bisexual, while Ani as aggressive and lesbian. Ani is well aware of Jen's submissive nature and she likes to take advantage of it. There have been quite a few times where they have ended up in bed together. I like to photograph them making love, and also participate in a reserved manner, not wanting to go too far or scare either one of them away.
It's about time for me to apologize for my writing skills. Almost all of my writing is for technical manuals and PowerPoint presentations. I don't have much experience writing dialog or documenting personal events. So unfortunately this is may read more like a police report than an erotic story. Anyway here goes...
Summer here in the Bay Area lasts all the way into autumn. The weather turns fantastic with blue skies and placid temperatures for the last few months of the year. We love to go up to our mountain cabin in Tahoe on the weekends. Tahoe has great skiing and snowboarding in the winter, but summers on the lake can be even more fun. The dazzling blue lake gets just warm enough to swim in during the late summer. We definitely wanted to go up for Labor Day, but we were worried about trafic jams on such a popular weekend.
As the Labor Day weekend approached, Jen told me that Ani and a new friend of hers wanted to ride up to Tahoe with us. Her friend was also a yoga instructor, although we had not met him yet. He needed to tow his boat back to the Bay Area before winter hit the mountains. The four of us could take the boat out for the weekend, then I could help him winterize the engine, and tow the boat back to the South Bay. All of this sounded like the start of a fun weekend adventure.
I washed and waxed my classic pickup in preparation for the trip. There was lots of room in the bed for everything we needed bring, and the crew cab provided plenty of room for the four of us to travel in comfort. Depending on traffic, the drive could take between three and five hours. So we got on the road early Thursday afternoon to beat the rush.
