This story is about loving wives who love and are loved. It is neither a BTB story nor a cuckold humiliation story. If you are only interested in one of those please don't waste your time reading this one.
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Given their very different personalities it is surprising that Nancy and my wife Janet are such close friends and that Janet and I get on well socially with Nancy and her husband, Nick. I am Jack.
Nancy and Janet met up in Primary School and were each other's best friend right through school. Janet was always the more shy and sensible of the two. Nancy was adventurous and boisterous and extraverted. In all of their activities together Nancy would be the more madcap and Janet's restraint would generally keep them out of trouble. They stayed in touch while Janet went away to University, even though Nancy didn't go, and they have remained best friends ever since.
Now they are both married with small children but they still have their widely different personalities.
Janet remains quiet and reserved although when she is with people she is always polite and friendly. She is physically energetic and particularly likes to take long walks on hilly tracks so she is very fit. She is just under average height and very attractive being slim overall but curvy in the right places. I think she has a beautiful body and I should know. She dresses attractively but conservatively.
Nancy is outgoing and, wherever she is, she is always the life of the party. She is a little taller than Janet and has a more voluptuous figure with prominent boobs. She dresses to emphasise her sexy shape. She playfully flirts at every opportunity with every man she meets. In a conversation she holds the floor with a continuous flow of jokes and bawdy anecdotes. Despite that appearance and manner she is actually a kind and generous person underneath.
At University I was not particularly socially competent. Janet, because of her reserved nature, did not stand out from the crowd. Nevertheless I recognised that there might be something rather special about her and was keen to find out. I made the most of every opportunity to get close to her and open a conversation with her. I rapidly discovered what a lovely and interesting person she is. We slowly became friends and then special friends and then lovers and then, when we got our careers started, we married. Our marriage is a happy one. Because of our reserve and conservative dress we may appear almost prudish to others but covertly we enjoy a full sex life. We have learnt how much pleasure we can give each other. A little girl and then a little boy arrived. While our lives are not without problems we remain sufficiently in love with each other to cope.
Meanwhile Nancy, after leading, by our standards, a fairly wild life, met up with Nick and married him and, like us, acquired a couple of children. Nick is a carpenter and a rough diamond. He is much Nancy's counterpart. He is a big man. He is friends with everyone he meets. He is loud and sometimes almost uncouth but always cheerful. He often teases but is never intentionally cruel. Despite Nancy's flirting with other men and Nick's teasing of her and everybody else they are very fond of each other and firmly attached. He is not the sort of person I would normally choose as a friend and I sometimes find him overwhelming but, despite our differences, I enjoy his antics and I like him, at least in small doses.
Nancy and Janet continue to spend a lot of time seeing or talking to each other. They shop together or meet over coffee to gossip and they arrange play dates together for the children.
Sometimes our two families meet up somewhere for a picnic or other outing. Between us we have four pairs of grandparents on whom we can park our children from time to time so the four of us can go out together for a dance or a movie or a party with mutual acquaintances. These are always happy occasions and we get on well together.
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Through his business associates Nick acquired occasional access to an old beach cottage at Broken Head in northern New South Wales and he and Nancy would sometimes go there for a weekend. They frequently told us what a beautiful place it is and how much we would enjoy it if we were there.
Eventually they gave us a firm invitation to join them at the cottage for a forthcoming weekend when the cottage would be available.
They explained that the cottage only had limited room so we would have to leave all the children behind but there were grandparents who would be only too happy to take care of them for the weekend.
I was a little reluctant as, although I could enjoy Nancy and Nick's company for a day or an evening, I was not sure how I would go being in close quarters with such a boisterous couple for a whole weekend.
I had heard that Broken Head with its Nature Reserve was a particularly lovely place. I realised that Janet with her passion for walking in natural places would love it and given her friendship for Nancy she would be keen to go.
Knowing I would face pressure from Nick and Nancy and Janet I had no choice but to accept.
When Janet and I talked about it and I mentioned my misgivings she said thoughtfully "Well at least Nick will be sure to make it fun."
That was not the first time Janet had made remarks like that, almost as if she is impressed by Nick. I am fairly fit, above average for my age, but Janet occasionally mentions how big and strong Nick is and hints that if I exercised more I could become stronger and more like him.
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Nick and Nancy and Janet made all the arrangements and I did what I was told. It was decided that we would take just one car and we would use Nick's car as it had the most room. Nancy and Janet decided on what clothes they would take and Janet told me what to pack. Nancy and Janet purchased the supplies.
We all took the Friday off and after depositing the children we set off so as to arrive at Broken Head in the late afternoon. Before going up to the cottage we stopped in the village to buy takeaway food for dinner.
It was an unusual cottage set high up above the village. There was a kitchen/lounge at the front with two bedrooms at the back. The bathroom was at one end. It had a large deck out the front overlooking the sea. Being an old design, the toilet was out at one end of the veranda. An unusual feature was a little plunge pool set into the ground down from the deck. Being up high with high hedges on both sides it was surprisingly private on the deck and down in the pool.
By the time we had unpacked the car and put everything away and eaten our dinner it was quite late. We sat around the deck in deck chairs. Nancy sat in Nick's lap. Janet and I sat opposite them. After all the hustle and bustle of getting there we were all feeling relaxed and ready to just talk. As usual Nancy and Nick had the most to say, mainly jokes.
Janet was interested in what activities the weekend might bring. "Tell us about the area Nick. The beach stretches as far as we can see to the north but to the south the bush seems to go right down to the sea and end at a cliff. Does the beach continue around the point?"
"No. It doesn't. The area to the south is the Broken Head Nature Reserve which stretches for over 2 kilometres (1¼ miles) and is generally steep and covered in dense bush. Much of the shoreline consists of cliffs with just rocks below although there are two absolutely beautiful sandy coves along the way."
"Is it possible to walk to the coves around the seafront?"
"It is possible but much of it is fairly difficult. The first cove, Kings Beach, is quite popular. Getting that far by walking around by the seafront is not so difficult but the easier way to get there is to take the road over the back which has a short spur and a parking area and a steep walking track down to the beach. That is how most people get there. The second cove, Whites Beach, is harder to get to as it requires a longer and steeper and rougher walking track down from further along the same road."
Our conversation continued with small talk and jokes and anecdotes, often bawdy.
As we talked Nick was massaging Nancy's shoulders. After a while his hands crept further down and then round to her breasts. Then they went down under her shirt and back up to play with her nipples. It was evident that she had no bra on. It was quite clear what was happening. Nancy was obviously enjoying it and so was Nick. I was fascinated by this naughty public display and couldn't keep my eyes off it. I found myself getting aroused. Janet had become rather drowsy. I don't know whether she was just not seeing what they were up to or whether she was deliberately pretending not to notice.
