Dean and Kay finished first, he lay back against the pillows on the huge couch, sweat creating a sheen on his upper body. She lay there partially over his body, her eyes closed as her breathing slowly returned to normal.
It had been fantastic, yet Dean never would have even dreamed that something like this could ever happen.
He glanced through the doorway into the bedroom at Jack and Laura. Laura's eyes were also closed, her hips lifting in sequence to the thrusts Jack made. That scene appeared completely unreal to him.
For a moment, the sight took his breath away.
Laura was his wife of a dozen years.
She was having sex with their friend Jack, and Dean himself had just finished taking Jack's wife, Kay. From what he could see, his wife was enjoying what was being done to her very much.
There was a flash of jealousy, almost anger. Then the guilt at what he has just done himself in a moment of heat swept over him.
The sensations reached into the deepest recesses of his gut.
Yet this was not cheating, not sneaking. No slipping off to a seedy motel room for a hidden tryst. He had done the same, he had committed the same act.
It was not what he wanted, not what he had intended at all.
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Dean was the kind of man who would not stand for infidelity, no way, shape or form. At least he had thought so.
Faithful to a fault, that was he way Dean was wired. He sometimes did look at other females, of course he did.
But actually go so far as to act on any opportunity? That just was not going to ever happen, he was sure of that.
He remembered well that day when his Father had screamed at his Mother, saying things he did not understand as she sat and cried, almost in hysterics.
His Father became almost a stranger after that day, a man who came by to visit once, sometimes twice a year and took him places.
Checks in the mail took the place of the fishing trips, the beach, playing catch on sunny days out in the back yard. The happy barbeques, the crunchy Chicken his Father cooked on the grill, the little touches and hugs, almost automatic?
All gone, and for what?
Just the two of them together were rare after that, the rest of the time if was just his Mom. She also loved him and hugged him, but it was not the same.
Dean knew his Mother had done something with another man, he just never knew which one or exactly what. Understanding finally as he got older, he swore to himself it would never happen to him.
During high school, there were a few girl friends. But all it took to end a budding relationship was for him to find out they dated someone else.
College was the same way, the result of course was that he did not date much. He gained a reputation as being a bit of a loner.
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Now the four of them were naked, in Dean and Laura's own home, in plain view. A bit to drink, not that much really, some titillation, sexual banter and then?
Things just happened, slipped out of control.
The gutteral moans coming from Laura increased in intensity until she shuddered and her body went rigid, straining upwards against Jack.
As his own out of control urges faded, Dean felt his body react with shock. He began to rise, Kay's hand held him back. He glanced at her, there was a look of puzzlement on her face.
Jack was still for several long moments, then he withdrew, his member glistening with their combined fluids.
Dean felt bile rise in his throat, but it was far too late. The deed was done. His best friend now had carnal knowledge of his mate.
The instant instinct was to lash out, yet he was filled now with his own guilt so he did nothing, said nothing.
Jack's eyes met Dean's, there was an uncomfortable moment, the four of them acted almost embarrassed. Kay sat by Dean's side, her naked left breast pressed against his ribcage.
Her right hand idly stroked his now softened penis, Laura opened her eyes finally and saw that.
She smiled. The internal struggle Dean was having at that moment did not show, yet Kay sensed it, felt his body grow tense.
When Kay saw Laura look her way, she reached down and grabbed the blouse she had been wearing earlier, picked it up and pressed it to herself, suddenly shy at her own nudity.
Laura got up, completely nude and walked unconcerned to the bathroom. Dean could see the swell of her heavy breasts as they swayed gently. Her hips were full, earthy. Laura had no model type figure, rather, she was soft and full appearing. Such a complete contrast to Kay's very slender and sleek body, hardened by many hours spent in a nearby gym.
The three of them watched as Laura went in and closed the door.
This had all happened in the heat of the moment, unexpected. All four of them were quiet, thinking.
Their long term extremely close friendship had now evolved into something else entirely.
"God. I didn't expect...?" Dean's voice trailed off. It sounded almost too loud, breaking the long silence. It was not what he intended to say at all.
"That was amazing!" Jack blurted out. He was now sitting on the edge of the large bed, still nude. The evidence of what had just happened was clear. He was circumcised, unlike Dean.
Dean could see that even as Jack's arrousal had faded, he was obviously a larger man in that department.
Silly of course, but it did not help his change of mood one bit.
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It all started on the beach earlier. There had been no plans for anything to happen, none that Dean was aware of anyway.
The four of them were close to inseparable as friends, and had been for nearly five long years. There were wisecracks, sexual banter but that had been the only gist of it in all that time.
Jack often teased Laura about her mild shyness, although she really wasn't except in public. Kay was far less shy, she often gave as good as she got with the jokes. Laura would blush furiously at the naughtier ones.
Dean made a few wisecracks of his own but he was nowhere nearly as quick witted as Jack was.
Most evenings were spent almost without fail at one or the other's homes. Jack and Dean sometimes went to play Golf on Sunday afternoons, some weekends might find them fishing in one of the nearby streams. Their mixed bowling team on Wednesday was strong, Laura had the lowest average at 165, Dean the highest at a steady 200.
They were tough to beat at that, and it was always high 5's, noisy.
Card games, just for fun, for chips was a regular event. The big bet was that the loser had to make the noodle salad and run the barbeque on the nicer weekends, that was common if the weather was good.
Laura liked Jack's version of the salad best, Kay liked Dean's. His secret was the dab of Horseradish. Jack's was a special Apple Cider Vinegar he got somewhere, just a dribble of it.
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Dean was carrying a big bowl of salad the day when things changed. They four of them got into their minivan and headed down to the coast. It was the first hot weekend of the Summer and they planned to make the most of it. There was not a single cloud in the sky, the delicious smell of of the food filled the vehicle.
Dean knew there was some of Kay's wonderful fried chicken, and those red potatoes that Jack baked, then sliced in half and refried in butter until the tops were crispy brown. Onion tops he chopped fine and cooked right into the flesh of the spuds, mouth watering.
Jack and Kay kept messing around in the back seat all the way, she obviously didn't have a bra on underneath her pullover and Jack nearly could not stop himself from copping some feels.
He was a touchy type of guy anyway, to all outward appearences he was a man completely in love with his wife.
Jack was very likely to run a hand right up inside his wife Kay's shirt at any time, even out in public. The first few times Dean had seen that were startling, but now it was almost normal.
There was lots of risque banter all the way down. Laura was laughing and giggling at their antics, plus she kept glancing back to see what they were up to.
Dean tipped the mirror a couple of times with a laugh, but Kay was wise to that and each time managed to cover up before he could see her. Once he saw the back of Jack's head, he was suckling on her nipple.
"Save some room for the picnic!" Dean called out, they all roared again at that.
All of this was getting Kay fussed up, Jack kept tugging her top up. Dean couldn't see himself, he was busy driving, but he knew what was going on. Except for teasing them a couple of times with the mirror joke, he let them be, they were having fun.
Once at the beach, they got settled in. There were several other couples there, one very slender girl took her top off and ran around that way.
Perhaps that is what started everything?
Her doing that all by herself, the first one should have been with some shyness but there was no sign ot it. It wasn't a dedicated nudity area, but they all knew it happened and none of the authorities seemed to care much.
That was obvious because the two guys from the beach security people went by in their ATV no less than a dozen times, certainly just to look.
The young girl's breasts were nearly non existant, her waist could not have been more than 16", her hips not much larger. The bottoms were barely a wisp of cloth, designed to show off rather than hide anything.
She had to be completely waxed, they was no place left for any public hair.
She looked so beautiful like that, young and energetic, unconcerned about anyone seeing her.
"Check that out!" Dean said to Jack when she ran up close to grab a ball they were kicking around.
"You should do that, honey." Jack teased Kay after taking a long look.
"Yea, sure. My little saggy old boobs are no match for someone with a body like that!" Kay snorted.
Dean glanced at Kay, her breasts were on the smallish side and did sag gently in the top she had on.
"Oh, come on. You are in very nice shape, and at least you have some boobs." Dean stuck his two cents in there with a smirk. It was his attempt at being funny, he knew very well that she wouldn't remove her top.
Kay grinned at Dean, he grinned back. Then she looked at Laura.
