We met Samantha and Jerry a few months before we went to their cabin. We had had friends throughout our marriage but no one we really felt we could let go with, something we always wanted. So when we met them at the golf club it was a dream come true. We jumped into it like a 45-year-old bachelor going after a sexy college girl.
They liked to read and go to the movies, they liked to discuss and debate, and they enjoyed playing games. They were both intelligent and fun. They were passionate about things including politics and religion in a nonconfrontational way. They were not only respectful of our opinions but sought them out.
They were also both attractive like us. My wife Tracy was well built with dark hair while Samantha was a thinner blond with a smaller bust. I was tall and athletic, while Jerry had more of a high-school football player's build.
We arranged another golf date and went out for a bite to eat afterwards. Later they invited us to a dinner and a movie. We started going over to each others houses, we got the kids together, we played games, we got drunk together.
I thought Samantha was sexy. I have been faithful to Tracy through our twenty years of marriage, and I have had no reason to think she has been any different. She let me know before we were engaged that infidelity was a deal breaker. She reminded me every so often that if I ever did anything she might stay with me but she would make sure I regretted it.
That wasn't a problem because I felt similarly. That didn't mean I didn't fantasize about other women, sometimes during sex with Tracy, but I never took it any farther than occasional harmless flirting. As we got to know Jerry and Samantha better, the flirting slowly grew, not just between Samantha and me, but also between Tracy and Jerry.
Sex came up often in our conversations. There was an unspoken attraction we had for each other. I knew Tracy would have spent time with Jerry under different circumstances. But we all valued our marriages and our friendship so there nothing more than flirting..This seemed to affect both Tracy and me similarly. We would often come home after a night with them and fuck like we did during our first year together..
Jerry and Sam had a lake house. They invited us for a long Holiday weekend and we didn't hesitate to say yes. It was a couple of hours away, so when they offered to take us in their van, we thought that would be more fun too.
The van was over sized, more like a mini-RV. The front seats were conventional, but the back had shag carpeting, captains chairs, an entertainment system, refrigerator, fold-out table plus. Jerry had done a lot of the interior himself – he was good with wiring and had helped us set up our entertainment room in our house.
The other remarkable thing about the van was it was so quiet. Jerry could talk in a normal voice in the front, and Tracy could hear him clearly in the back when about an hour into the trip he told Samantha she should break out the drinks. She opened one of the cabinets which turned out to be a mini-bar and asked us if Margarita's were OK.
"It's after 5 o'clock somewhere" I said. She poured the ingredients into the blender and served us our drinks. Jerry didn't drink because 'he was driving', but I noticed later he had a silver spill-proof cup he was sipping from, and I was sure it wasn't coffee.
We were all feeling pretty good by the time we pulled up to their cabin. It was in a secluded clearing over-looking a good-sized lake. It was a place I'd love to have. It was a cool fall day. We unloaded the car while Jerry and Samantha got the heat going in the house and the Jacuzzi.
Another thing we shared besides liking to play games is that we liked to cook and eat. Jerry and Tracy were the chefs of the couples as they had shown the last few times we had gotten together, but this time we were all helping out. Tracy and Jerry had discussed home-made spaghetti sauce and they decided to collaborate on this while Sam and I took care of the bread and salad. I also took care of the most important thing – opening up the wine. The usual flirting went on along with more touching than usual because it was crowded
We enjoyed ourselves and drank our wine and ate our meal and talked about the sensuality of food, and that brought us around to sex. Eventually Jerry asked us what the strangest thing was that had happened to us as a couple. I hesitated, but Tracy was feeling good and she agreed to tell Jerry and Samantha if they would tell us theirs.
"Shortly after we were married when we were staying at a hotel. We had gone down for cocktails and were really horny and messing around in the elevator on the way up. We went to our room and tore off our clothes. Rick couldn't wait for the bed, he put me up on the table and fucked me against the wall. I was loud and I knew I was bothering the neighbors but I didn't care.
"When we were finished we heard a noise from the bed. Our eyes had adjusted to the dark and we saw there was a couple in our bed watching us. When we looked around we realized it wasn't our bed because we had gone into the wrong room, which our keycard had somehow unlocked. We grabbed our clothes and exited quickly, hurrying next door to our room half naked and jumping into bed to finish where we left off. When we were finished we could hear the couple next door going at it.
"We checked out very early the next morning"
That was one of my favorite fantasy-memories.
Jerry carried out his part of the bargain.
"Before we were married we were good friends with another couple. We used to do things together, and we often heard each other making love. One night we got drunk together and started talking about sex. We decided to play strip poker. The couple who lost their clothes first would have sex while the other couple got to watch. Samantha and I won. We watched our friends for a few minutes but were so turned on watching them that we didn't wait for them to finish before we were going at it."
