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This episode is a continuation of two previous stories: "Could a Dream become Reality?" and "How far Should we Go?" Having overcome their initial caution, Greg and Angela taste new swinging experiences. For Greg, this leads to his better appreciation of his wife's abilities.
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As far as our neighbors were concerned, we epitomized the picture of conservatism and happy families. We appeared to have all the normal priorities and desires of everyone else in the suburb. A happy marriage, three healthy children, a mortgage on a new home and a garden that was just beginning to look established.
This was all true; however Angela and I often discussed at night our good fortune and what the neighbors would think if they knew we had taken up swinging.
Angela made it clear she was supremely happy and proud of her family. Her trepidation of returning to work had passed and she had recently received a significant promotion. I knew she was clever. She never had a problem remembering names and obscure detail to explain the reason for current events. This was probably why she had gained such a rapid promotion. I had listened to her explain her job in detail however the explanation was complex, so I normally just told friends she was a business analyst. She was probably more an economic analyst of both international and home affairs, but I must have been close enough as she never bothered to correct me.
Angela continually wore a smile and glowed with confidence. I think the swinging had contributed to her sense of self-worth. She had certainly been reassured that she was still very attractive after having three children.
I always boasted that I had not gained any pounds after three children, but this achievement was dismissed by my friends while at the same time they heaped praise on my wife.
I has also recently achieved a few successes at work. I was the new project manager and team leader for the development of a major software system with excellent commercial potential. The system processed the reflected measurement of multi-frequency lasers fired at the ocean from aircraft and, in theory, satellites. The results once analyzed could provide measurements of water temperature, and turbidity, which could indicate salinity or pollution. The exciting part was that current speed and direction could also be measured. This had also on occasions allowed us to detect large schools of fish near the surface.
I had been receiving numerous accolades from my bosses; however I was the first to admit that the real talent was in my team. Not only did they have brains and the imagination necessary for the IT work, they made my life easy by getting on so well. There was real teamwork and an unselfish collegial atmosphere.
In particular, I was ably assisted by my deputy, Bruce. He was a talented programmer and had also managed much of the trials process. Bruce was also a typical Australian who after work liked to have a beer and tell tall stories. His ability to tell the biggest lie while keeping a dead pan face always had me on guard.
Bruce also had the talent of keeping the team's spirits high with the occasional good hearted practical joke. I had observed this sometimes produced a little jealousy from outsiders of the team who were not in on the joke. Although, I suspect, some of this jealousy was accentuated by the tight clique created as a result of having strict project security.
We usually hosted other teams at a Friday morning tea. It was during one of these events that one of the guests, Simon Cha, enquired as to the capabilities of our software system. The issue wasn't that Simon was of Chinese heritage, as we had a couple of Asian members on the team; the problem was that Simon was an excessively flattering sycophant to anyone senior.
With his tongue in cheek, Bruce explained the capabilities of the system. "We can now reveal all the secrets hidden below the surface of the oceans. We have also shown that we can detect whales at depth and also submarines."
With eyes wide open, Simon commented: "This is a marvelous development that should make you guys famous and earn the company plenty of money. I always wondered what could be achieved with your superior people." Simon then ingratiated himself further to show how much he was impressed.
"Of course you will have to keep this to yourself Simon, as this capability is still a secret." Bruce patiently explained.
"Of course." Simon acknowledged.
Once the guests had left, the team had considerable mirth recalling Bruce's story and Simon's reaction.
I had a good excuse to forget the incident as it was the next day that Angela and I entertained Julie and Kevin at our house overnight. The children had already been invited to a sleep over with some school friends. Angela thought that having a Saturday night free was too good an opportunity to waste. At short notice Julie and Kevin accepted an invitation to dinner, which due to travelling time only made sense if they stayed the night.
Julie and Kevin arrived shortly after the children had been settled about the neighborhood. Julie was dressed more conservatively than I had seen before, but as we hugged and kissed I could feel every curve of her body through the lightweight cotton print dress. While I could have held her for hours, politeness forced me to break so that I could shake Kevin's hand.
In spite of travelling for a couple of hours, they looked fresh and happy. We were soon sitting in the living room catching up on events over a few drinks. Julie was curious as to how Angela's fancy dress was received at the last swingers dance.
"Did you go dressed as Lady Godiva?"
"Well I didn't wear a dress," responded Angela. "The hair extensions covered everything vital, so I just wore a flesh covered thong for security."
Julie continued: "You must have looked fabulous. I must say that you have both taken very quickly to swinging. We will have to discuss what other adventures you are prepared to try."
"I think the nearest that Julie has come to a Lady Godiva act was as a vestal virgin at a swingers party," Kevin recalled. "She wore just a lace loincloth with no top as she performed a few dance moves."
"Yes ... and later I was sacrificed to the Gods ... several of them," Julie said with a smirk. "Perhaps we can organize an invitation to a private party where you can play with several guests at once."
I waited to see Angela's reaction. It was becoming obvious to me that amongst many of the swinger couples, it was the wife that regulated the frequency and extent of swinging activities. I smiled at Angela and she gave a semi-committal smile as if to say she would think about it.
Angela was use to entertaining, so she had cooked an excellent meal including desert. As we all helped to clear the table, I was only a little worried that full stomachs may inhibit our expected sex play. With the dish washer stacked, Angela washed out some larger serving bowls. Kevin quickly grabbed a tea towel to wipe the few items and to chat with my wife.
As there was nothing else for us to do, I invited Julie to join me on the couch in the sitting room. There was no need to explain my intent as Julie immediately cuddled up to me and started kissing.
We had the whole night to enjoy each other, so it was my plan to take things slowly in order to squeeze out every bit of pleasure possible. I had expected that Kevin and my wife would join us on the couch opposite, when out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Angela lead her partner to the guest bedroom. This immediately changed my plan.
I disentangled Julie's arms from my body, stood up and suggested; "Perhaps we can do this better in bed." If my wife was going to enjoy her partner in private, I could do the same.
Once in our main bedroom I started unzipping Julie's dress ... slowly. There is something stimulating hearing that zipper slowly buzz as you sneak a view of perfect lightly tanned skin. Julie pulled her arms from their sleeves and as she shimmied, the dress fell to the floor. My shirt quickly joined it.
I stood behind her and taking my time, I pulled her body against me while caressing her bra covered breasts. I kissed her neck, at the same time inhaling her warm exciting perfume. Julie responded by rubbing her inadequately G-string covered bottom against my groin.
This was too much stimulation for my growing penis trapped inside clothing. I stepped back and dropped my trousers and underpants onto the floor. Before I held Julie again, I enjoyed the satisfaction of feeling the weight of her breasts as I unclipped her bra. As I enclosed her within my arms again, my fingers slipped inside her G-string elastic before I pulled them off.
Without any obstructions, I now rubbed my hands all over Julie's front. I gave her nipples gentle pinches between my fingers before cupping both breasts and pulling her firmly against me. Next was her firm stomach and then to her freshly shaven mons and into the wet lips between.
Julie allowed me to just rub her slowly until she could no longer contain her growing excitement. She threw back the quilt and pulled me onto our bed. We French kissed and cuddled with growing passion. It briefly occurred to me that this was another first, as only my wife and I had ever had sex in this bed.
The thought must have quickly evaporated as my focus returned to kissing down Julie's body. I paid particular attention as I kissed, licked and then sucked her nipples. Progressing down her stomach I then arranged myself to lie between her spread thighs.
Purely to tease, I kissed inside her thighs progressively getting closer to my target until a subtle hip shift placed my lips upon her wet lips. I started licking about the edges of her vagina and then poked my extended tongue as far as I could reach inside. Varying my actions, I started long licks along the length of her slit with a flat tongue followed by gentle flicks about her clit.
I love giving oral sex because of the intimacy and the effect I can achieve. I always seemed to be able to bring a woman to climax, but tonight Julie surprised me as she quickly exploded. As I continued sucking her clit, she writhed wildly and ground her pussy against my face. Once the crest of the wave had passed, I removed my face and looked up over her perfect body.
I crawled up and watched her expression of devoted submission change to complete ecstasy as I slowly drove in my engorged penis to it full length. All day I had been thinking about this moment, so I realized I needed self-control if I was to prevent a premature climax.
As Julie and I communicated our desires through our eyes, I steadied my rhythm with slow, but long strong thrusts. Julie's body shook each time I impaled her; her breasts accentuated the effect. As I slowly withdrew she braced for the next impact; her eyes giving me loud encouragement.
With this steady approach, I felt I was teetering at the point where I could continue with this maximum pleasure indefinitely when Julie started touching my sensitive nipples. Suddenly the overwhelming need to climax made me drive my cock as deep as it could reach to release the tension in my groin and swamp Julie's love hole with my jism.
Surprisingly exhausted I lay down on Julie's chest resting my head against hers to recover my breath. I braced my elbows to reduce my weight, but I couldn't move further. Eventually I controlled my panting; listened to Julie's breathing and enjoyed her warmth and aroma.
