Time does fly. It was nearly Christmas again, the year after our first "adventure" that I wrote about in "Amy The MatchMaker". In the days following that unexpectedly erotic night we talked a lot about what had happened. My view was that it was the greatest adventure ever and I wanted to plan more fun like that. However, Amy had a different view. She was very embarrassed over the entire affair and said she could never plan something like that again:
Me (laughingly): "I understand that you are a bit uncomfortable with the taboo nature of bedding two of us at the same time ... but I know you throughly enjoyed yourself all night long and into the next morning. Tell me you didn't enjoy making love to two guys that you really like? We were all consenting adults."
" Tell me honestly, if the opportunity arose again, wouldn't you like a repeat?"
Amy: "Well, yes I am embarrassed. What if somebody found out about it? I would die .. wouldn't you?"
Me: "Good grief yes .. if someone found out. But who would tell? Not me or you and I doubt if Donnie would. Besides he is out of the country again. And it's not like there are pictures or anything to be accidentally discovered. But admit it ... wasn't that the most erotic night ever?"
Amy (grinning): "Oh my god yes! Having both you guys do my bidding was fabulous ... nothing in my wildest dreams could have imagined that. I wore you two out didn't I?"
Me: "Oh yes you did ... and waking up to you riding him was the best ... knowing you were sobered up and still wanting him ... and me ... was perfect! So how did that happen? His idea or yours?"
Amy (blushing): "I don't know ... it just happened. I woke up and walked through the living room to the kitchen to start the coffee. He was sound asleep on the couch. On my way back to bed, he said good morning. So being polite, I too said good morning and went over and sat on the chair next to the couch. Looking in my eyes, he told me he liked my outfit ... oops, I had not even thought about the fact that I was still naked ... I looked down at his waist and could see his hardness poking the sheet ... so I grinned and told him I could see he liked it .. maybe a lot? With that, he pulled the sheet back and I could see he was fully erect. We just looked at each other for a while ... me thinking it would be fun one more time ... so I straddled him on the couch and impaled myself. God that felt good. He held perfectly still while I slowly rocked back and forth. It was a wonderfully delicious way to start the day. It was a long, slow love-making. After he finally came, I dismounted and saw you standing there. Damn, you scared me!"
Me: "Cool ... what a perfect ending to our adventure. Well, ending after you and I fucked in front of him. So you did us each 6 times at night and once again in the morning ... for a total of 14 times in about 10 hours! That is a record for you ... best we ever did was on our honeymoon ... 12 times over 24 hours. Wow. Think we'll ever beat that?"
Amy (blushing again): "The record is actually 16."
Me: "What? When?"
Amy: "I had to get up and pee in the middle of the night ... I checked on him and found he had lost the sheet and was hard, so I went over and covered him ... but he woke up and pulled me down on him and we started kissing ... and you know, things just happened ... Twice." (smiling)
Me: "That is so hot ... wish I had seen that. So .... don't you want a repeat of that fun."
Amy: "Look, I was tipsy, we were tipsy. I could never plan that in advance. It would have to be spontaneous. I would be embarrassed to even see Donnie again. Good thing he is overseas. Would I ever do that again? ... well, maybe. But all the conditions would have to be right. Someone I really liked, totally private and I am sure we would need some wine (smiling). I just don't think it will happen. Let's enjoy the memories."
So Reader, I was resigned to that being our one big adventure. The memories of it made for lots of hot sex over the following months. All I had to do was picture her making out with him and I would get hard ... or better yet remember how she looked with her legs thrashing about into the air around his naked waist, her thrusting up to meet his every stroke. And if I could get her to talk about that night, we were good for an all niter. Nothing like being inside of her and hearing her tell of some detail of that night ... whether it was just about the first kiss after I left them alone or the last fuck of the night .. LOL.
Now it was approaching Christmas again and Donnie had written to say he would be back in town for the holidays visiting family. We wrote back and asked him for dinner on the Saturday following Christmas. As you might imagine, this lead to lots of conversation about whether or not we would have more sexual adventures during his visit. Her position was a clear "I think not!". Darn.
That Saturday arrived. Dinner was started and Amy was dressing. She kept coming out to me and asking if this or that was right? This dress or a skirt and blouse? These earrings or those? These shoes match my outfit? Of course, I opted for the sexiest dress: lots of cleavage and clingy. She spent lots of time on her hair and make-up. I got to thinking that it was like she was getting ready for a date. Damn, what a hot idea ... me helping her dress seductively. But ... she said no repeat. Hmmm. Guess she just planned to tease him.
Promptly at 5pm the doorbell rang. I answered it and let Donnie in. This was a new house to us and his first comments were about how we had moved up in the world and congratulated us with two bottles of Champagne. We went into the kitchen to put them in the fridge and got a couple of bottles beer while we were there. Amy had disappeared into the back rooms, so I gave him a tour of the yard and talked about his plans ... he was only in town through the weekend and was happy to get a chance to see us again ... especially my sexy wife.
As we walked back into the house, Amy made her entrance slowly down the stairs. She was gorgeous. As she walked into the room, Donnie told her so and gave her a big hug and a kiss. We then retired to the living room.
We opened the Champagne and he toasted our new home. We then caught up on the intervening year. After some chit-chat, Amy (the match maker) asked about his love life:
Amy: "Who is the lucky girl now?"
Donnie: "Actually, no one now."
Amy: "Really ... ummm .... just casual dating? Bet there are lots of lucky women."
Donnie: "Not really. I haven't been with a woman since I last saw you guys."
Amy: "I don't believe you ... you are way to romantic .. not to mention horny ... for that!"
Donnie: (laughing) "It's the truth. After you, how could any woman compare?"
Amy: "You are so bad!"
Me: "I have to agree with Amy, Donnie. We have know each other for way too long ... I know you can't get through a day without sex and I cannot imagine you depending on your hand for a year!"
Amy: "Yeah Donnie ... 'fess up! There must be someone."
Long awkward silence.
Donnie: "Well, it is the truth ... you guys really don't know?"
Amy & Me: "Know what?"
Donnie: ".... ummm .... I am Bi"
Me: "What! No you are not!"
I looked over at Amy ... she was stunned. Mouth open, eyes wide. We just sat there for a while. Finally Donnie spoke:
Donnie: "I thought that you guys knew. Sorry if it offends you, but this is how I have always been ... I like girls and guys. Frankly, after Judy dumped me, I just didn't want the hassle of another relationship. So I have been hanging out with my guy friends."
Amy: (slowly) "Okay ... so you aren't attracted to women now?"
Donnie: "Oh, yeah I am still attracted, especially to you. I just don't want to get involved in anything complicated."
Amy: "Wow ... this is a Holiday Surprise ... Time for dinner, let's just eat."
With that, we went into the dining room and she served dinner. Throughout dinner we talked about old friends and old times, but no one brought up the subject of relationships or Donnie's love life. I have to confess that the images of him with guys were running through my head and I wasn't sure I liked what I had just learned. By the end of dinner, we had polished off the second bottle of Champagne and Amy suggested that she serve dessert in the living room.