Skeletons are supposed to be in closets, but Laura's childhood bedroom does not have a closet. That was removed to make room for the double bed that we use when we sleep over at her mothers. So our skeleton is in the bedroom.
Not that I ever expected, when I married Laura, that I would still be sleeping in her childhood bedroom more than twenty years later. It is not every night. We do have our own home. But once a month we spend Saturday night at her mother's, and it is Laura's bedroom that we use.
I guess some guys would resent a once monthly arrangement like that, but ever since Laura produced the hand-cuffs, I have loved staying over at her mother's.
As Laura saw it, I was putting up with her mother wanting to have both her daughters and their husbands over for dinner on the Saturday evening, and for lunch on the Sunday afternoon, and since I was being so nice about it, she thought it might be fun to try out something a little kinky whenever we stayed over, to make it something to look forward to. It might even make it all the more exciting, doing that kind of thing under her mother's roof.
Not that making love with Laura has ever been anything less than wonderful. The first time was in that same bedroom, when Laura and I were both nineteen, and we had an audience, if you can call a twin sister and three other friends in a bedroom an audience, when a sheet is covering what you are doing underneath, so that they cannot actually see the penetration taking place.
Nikki, Laura's mother, was out with a friend. When I say a friend, I mean a friend with benefits, and we knew she would be out late that night. Laura's father had died some years before, when she and Chloe were just ten, and Nikki was a single parent. Her slender Swedish figure, long legs, generous breasts and straight blonde hair, ensured that even if she had never settled with any other guy, she was still having her needs regularly satisfied.
From what Laura tells me, Nikki still does. She may have been sixty five last month, and her hair may be more white than blonde, but she has kept her figure, does daily yoga to keep herself supple, and she still has the same bright, sky-blue eyes that Laura and Chloe inherited, with the high cheek bones and full lips that they both enjoy as well. While Nikki has gotten a little older, the guys she meets have gotten younger, and they still form an orderly queue around the block.
Nikki has always believed in family, which was why she preferred Laura and Chloe to have friends round to their house, and chill out in one or other of their bedrooms, and is why we have always had the once a month weekend stay overs at her house, and spent Christmas and Easter there every year.
Chilling out in the bedroom back then started with six friends from the same school, listening to music, drinking cans of lager and various laced fruit juices and colas, and talking about everything and nothing. Later, as we got comfortable with one another, we got around to exploring our teenage sexuality.
I remember the other girls' cries of shock the first time Laura unzipped one of us and took out a rigid cock, stroking it and pulling the loose skin up and down with her hand wrapped around it.
Mike was the lucky guy. His eyes glazed over, and he fell into a trance as Laura continued playing with his cock. Then, without warning, it erupted, Mike's sperm not quite hitting the ceiling, but firing in an arc and landing on Michelle who squealed with surprise. The rest of us burst out laughing as Michelle started panicking and saying "Get it off me!! Get it off me!!"
Chloe then followed her sister's example, unzipping my fly, and getting out my cock. She went one step further, getting on her knees after stroking me for five minutes, and putting her mouth around my cock, with Michelle saying how gross it was and the others all encouraging her.
Chloe just ignored Michelle, and within minutes I was coming. Nowadays I can hold back a lot longer, but at that age I was making too much sperm and had too little experience to know how to control what happened. I just blew my load.
To her credit, Chloe did not take her mouth away. She swallowed, to laughter and cries of "Wow!!" from the others, and "What does it taste like?" from Michelle.
It was a moment never to be forgotten, my first experience of being given head, and the fact that it was my future sister-in-law who swallowed my load, with my future wife sitting there and watching, makes reminiscing about those days all the more enjoyable.
Just the same, when we have our family gatherings, those evenings spent in the bedrooms are never mentioned. Chloe's husband, Phil, had never been part of the group and knows absolutely nothing about his wife sucking me off when we were young, or anything else that we got up to then, not even how it came about that Laura got pregnant.
Looking back, it seemed like Laura and Chloe had some kind of competition going on, each wanting to outdo the other, just like when Chloe sucked me off after watching Laura masturbating Mike. Maybe it came from being identical twins, and wanting to assert their individual identities.
Anyway, it was a few months later that Chloe allowed Mike to get in bed with her, both of them getting naked under cover of the bed sheet, and getting into some heavy duty petting, while the rest of us were sitting on bean-bags on the floor, Laura with Paul, and Michelle with me.
Michelle by this time was more relaxed. The contrast between her and the twins was fascinating. The twins were white complexioned, blonde, slim, but with their mother's generous breasts, wide, pink nipples, and fine blonde pubic hair, with slits whose labia hid inside until you gently prised them open, which Mike, Paul and I all had done by then, at different times, depending on who was paired with whom.
Michelle was black. Her parents were Nigerian. By black, I mean exactly that, not a shade of brown that indicated mixed parentage somewhere further back, but pure jet black. She wore her tightly curling hair long and held in an elasticated tie behind her head. She was shorter than the twins, slim, with neat breasts, black cherry stubs of nipples, a copse of black curls between her legs, and lips that did not just protrude, but hung half an inch between her slender thighs.
Having a choice between two slender, but nicely endowed blondes and a more slender, afro girl, was sheer heaven, even if my mates were sharing the same three girls as well.
