This story is best read from the beginning:
Chapter 1
This multi-part series is inspired by, although not beholden to, real events. While their names have been changed, the characters are real.
Disclaimer - This story contains some drug use. It is not excessive or employed abusively, but to help mold an atmosphere and forge a realistic path to lower inhibitions.
Mark watched Darby jump into the pool with celebratory pep. As she made her way through the crowd, she was immediately surrounded by a group of admirers, both men and women. The contestants became a focal point of sexual tension as they made their way back into the party, as much the center of attention as they were on stage. Mark leaned back against the bar, Darby's favorite cocktail in hand, and grinned from ear to ear as he watched her high five her way through the crowd.
She finally squeezed her way through the press of admiring bodies, smiling brightly as she threw her arms around Mark's neck.
"Well, if it isn't the twerk queen!" Mark said. Darby laughed and gave her ass a playful slap.That's when he noticed Darby had a party entourage in tow - four men and two women, all college aged and ready to party.
"Guys, this is my husband, Mark!" Darby said to her new group of admirers. Some of the men's faces momentarily fell at his introduction, he noticed with some satisfaction, but only for an instant before they heartily embraced him. He couldn't believe what he was feeling, his wife was an object of desire and he loved it.
The tallest of the group leaned in with a slightly tipsy smile, "I'm Miguel, this is Jake, and we'd love to buy you and your wife a round of shots!!!"
"Sounds awesome." replied Mark. Both Miguel and Jake were built, clearly no strangers to the gym. Miguel had brown hair, green eyes and washboard abs. Jake was shorter and stockier, with thicker shoulders and a long blonde beard. Miguel turned and introduced him to Aden, a red-headed, lanky kid who Mark had trouble believing was 21, and William, a slightly overweight but extremely but jovial man with a sarcastic grin and an unkempt beard.
"These two vixens are Isabel and Bri," Miguel continued, flashing two women a toothy grin. Isabel was a curvacious brunette with gleaming skin and sultry, dark eyes, and Bri a scantily clad (even in a pool full of bikini's so tiny they'd be mistaken for floss) woman of asian descent with an air of mischief and a piercing gaze. Mark tried not to stare as he hugged them in turn.
Darby was flush with excitement and teasingly touched Mark's chest, "did you like what you saw babe? Did I make it clap enough?" she swayed her hips back and forth in the water.
"Your wife knows how to shake that booty!" said Isabel, patting Darby's butt, as Miguel and Jake returned from the pool bar laden with shots of tequila. Mark noted that Miguel eyed Darby as he returned, and was surprised when she caught his gaze and beamed, just for a moment. "Your girl sure can move, Mark," Miguel said with a grin, nodding in agreement with Isabel. He handed out the shots.
"Well , here's to my wife's moves, and 6 more days of them!" Mark raised his glass in a toast. Everyone downed the shots immediately.
Mark took a deep breath and looked around him. The pool was surging with sexual energy and people having fun. He turned to Jake, who was talking with Isabel.
"So, do you all know one another? Mark asked.
"For the most part" grinned Jake. "We met at Spring Break in Cancun 3 years ago and now meet twice a year on trips."
"Party friends, we all need a group of those," Mark said, observing Bri playfully jump onto William's back.
Isabel giggled "You're right about that. Fun is the name of the game. Do you like to have fun Mark?" she caught his eye flirtatiously.
