I hope that you have enjoyed the first three chapters. If you have not read them, I suggest that you do so as without that context you will miss something as the series unfolds.
Chapter 4
The day after we parted company I got three emails, a joint one from Mary and Gwen saying what a wonderful evening they had enjoyed and adding that for them it did not end after Jean-Paul's presentation but they would fill us in when we met next. Later that day there was a second email from Josephine saying that the remainder of her evening that day was absolutely unbelievable and she too would save the details for our next get together. That left only Joan and myself. I had no intention to let any of them know of what had transpired between Jean-Paul and me. It took another couple of days before there was any input from Joan. When it came she apologized for not staying for a drink after we broke up but that she was so stimulated by Jean-Paul's presentation she called her friend, someone that we had not heard of previously and asked if I could come and visit. Once again, following the lead of the others she said she would share the following month. I could hardly wait for these disclosures.
We met the agreed Wednesday at the same hotel having reserved the same private dining room. Everyone arrived on time and after ordering a drink each we agreed to sit down, order our dinners and begin the 'input' from our previous meeting. I suggested that Mary and Gwen go first as they were the first to reply and had said they had interesting news to tell us.
"I am going to start the story and then let Gwen tell her part." Mary said. "I thought that we were going to the bar and have a drink after Jean-Paul's presentation but Gwen and I were the only ones to show. We were not surprised that Josephine did not make an appearance, dressed only in that bustier and crotchless drawers but what happened to the rest of you? I told her that I had other obligations and Joan said that she had received a text message that she had to attend to.
"Well, Gwen and I got into the bar and sat down and ordered a Black Russian. Two younger guys came in and sat at the bar; that made four of us in total. Gwen's and my drink arrived and we talked about the evening and laughed a lot thinking about JP's description of times at the Court of Versailles in the times of the Louie's. While we each had some knowledge of the period we were a bit surprised to learn that it was no uncommon for a lord to take a lady, not his wife behind the curtains in an alcove and remove his cod piece, lift her skirts, already having access to her breasts and ravage her. We also ventured opinions how women at that time that were endowed as they we are ever could keep it all contained. Maybe we were a little bit loud and the mention of breasts were the cause but the two young men came over and asked if they could buy us a drink and join us. We looked at each other and said 'Why not'. We told them a bit about the evening we had enjoyed but left out the part about Josephine's prize. Our second Black Russian arrived as did the drinks of the young men. Now Gwen and I both knew that Black Russians can be a little like Martinis and Manhattans, one is not enough and three is too many, especially after a dinner that involved a fair amount of wine. As we finished our drinks we thanked the young me for them and their company and said good night."
Having got into the elevator Gwen said, "Do you think they thought that they could get into our pants. We are old enough to be their mothers?"
Mary replied, "I believe that they thought that they might get lucky and have a story to tell of seducing two mature full breasted women, only in their dreams I guess." We got to our room still talking about our evening and laughing about whether we should have accepted another drink and what might have happened.
After getting settled in our room Gwen said suddenly to me, "I kind of wish we had accepted that other drink. I am so horny I could scream." When I asked if there were problems at home she responded, "Sam has not touched me in over a month. When I ask what is the problem he always says that he is tired; you would think he is a woman."
Mary went on saying that John had not been very attentive either. I wonder if he is having an affair, he leaves early in the morning for the hospital and does not get home until sometimes 9:00 at night. When he is that late he always says that there was an emergency at the hospital and he had to operate, usually using a car accident as the reason. Then after a bit more discussion they decided it was time for bed. Mary invited to use the bathroom first. She when in closing the door. When she came out Mary remarked on the fact that she was wearing a man's shirt that hung almost to her knees. Mary said, "If that is how you dress for bed it is no wonder that Sam is 'tired'.
"I have tried everything! One night I put on a see through nighty and another I came to bed nude, no reaction." was Gwen's reply.
Mary said, "I went to the bathroom, deciding on a shower and after a while came out with only a large towel wrapped around me covering my boobs but little else. Half way across the room the towel fell to the floor leaving me in all my glory, fully exposed. I made no effort to hide anything or recover the towel, just kicking it aside.
Gwen who had gotten into bed and was reading looked up and said, "Mary you have a lovely body. You breasts are firm and don't hardly droop. Your belly does not show that you had two kids. For a woman of our age you are well preserved."
Mary thanked her and said that she was fortunate, her mother had a similar figure. After a bit more discussion it was agreed it was time to turn the light out and get some sleep.
After an hour or so Mary heard Gwen moaning. First it was soft and then the volume increased. Mary wondered if Gwen was in pain and was about to turn the light on when Gwen let out a yelp and then an exclamation, "Oh Shit." Mary sat up and turned the night table light on.
