The Party at Dana Point had ended just the way the following paragraphs read in his diary for Anne and him, Eddie. He thought about how sexual their first swinging encounter had been, how surprised he continued to be as Anne nightly kept their once stale sex lives inventive and lusty ever since. She loved him enough to trust him and of course that night at the party got to experience recreational sex just as he had with other people for the first time since being in their twenties.
Here's what the diary said though he'd read it several times since then:
"I found out on the way home the next day that all the women had these little cards and they had all, including Anne, handed them out. I think Anne knew a little more than she had said but at least my dick was adequate enough to get invites. It turns out that the hosts have these parties once a quarter and there are about 20 couples who regularly in different four couple groups meet for just such gatherings. We've been invited to the March 28th gathering and we've agreed to go.
Anne has been fucking me every night since with inventiveness and solid passion on the basis of what had happened New Year's at Dana Point. I never thought she'd love me enough to try this but she does. She's asked me several times to tell her everything about who I fucked and she's told me all about hers. We always fuck hard after one or the other stories now. Two days later, she even surprised me by telling me she'd given Emily one of her cards and invited her over to do both me and her if Emily would let her suck that wonderful camel's toe vulva of hers.
I've had a hard time forgetting the answer when I asked Anne what Emily had said in response when she said that. "She'll be here by herself February 1st honey. Save up!"
He got hard every time he read the page he'd written that on and it had been part of how they'd gotten right here, six thirty on February 1st. Despite the excitement of the thought, he hadn't really thought Emily would show up and was more focused on the March event during January but he did think about seeing Emily and wondering if she came if Anne would let him watch the two women together or if Anne actually had the courage to do Emily or let Emily return the favor.
The month of January had flashed by pretty rapidly and he hadn't heard much more specific about the invitation and Emily so he finally had asked at dinner on the 30th about it. The exchange, as he remembered it, went something like this:
"Anne, honey, what's happened with Emily? Is she still coming over on the first or was that just a polite "yes" that she didn't really mean?"
Anne didn't miss a beat with her soup. "Well, you know we're scheduled to go to that house in Corona Del Mar March 28th with the hosts of the Dana Point party and two other new to us couples, right?"
"Yes, I knew that. I still have the invitation card we got for it. I don't think Emily will be at that one though if they do what they say and vary the couples, right?"
"Yep, that's what they say and you are right, I don't think Emily will be there then. She is planning on coming over here the first though about seven or so and told me on the phone this morning that she was looking forward to seeing both of us."
"Cool. You still want to try being with a woman, Anne?"
She laughed, "Oh, yeah, I've had wet panties for two days thinking about it and what you told me her pussy was like. You might like the surprise Emily says she's bringing along too!"
"What surprise?"
"Can't tell, honey. It will whet your appetite to wait!"
His had been whet alright, more than whet for two days now and when he glanced down at his watch he saw the time was six thirty and the date was February first. Showtime!
That's what brought him and Anne to tonight and the ringing doorbell.
Anne called from the kitchen to him when she heard it chime, "Can you get that, Eddie? I've got to finish getting something out of the oven. I think it's Emily and her surprise."
He was slightly nervous or more properly, slightly excited, as he answered. "Sure, right now."
His footsteps clicked on the foyer tile as he reached and opened the big door. When the door was open there stood a very demure Emily smiling and pleasant and a woman about six inches taller, substantially more to her as well.
He said immediately, "Well, hello, Emily, great to see you. And who is the surprise?" He reached out and wrapped his arms politely around Emily and pulled her into the house while extending his other hand to the tall blonde next to Emily.
Emily gave him a welcome hug and responded, "Eddie, I'd like you to meet my surprise, my fraternal twin sister, May."
May squeezed his hand and winked at him. "Hi, Eddie. Emily tells me we are in for an interesting night."
His laugh went back as far as the kitchen where Anne heard it and spoke: "Bring them back here, Eddie."
The three walked to the kitchen with Eddie tagging along behind admiring Emily's long ass with wide at the bottom hips and imagined her vagina and how he remembered its camel's toe shape, his first ever that looked classically that way. It was going to be fun watching her do Anne and vice versa. May was no slouch to watch walk either. Her body was more substantial and everything on it moved beneath the simple dress she had on.
When they got in the kitchen Eddie made introductions and watched as Anne hugged Emily first then May in greeting before inviting them all into the great room where they had jazz playing in the background. Eddie bought wine and the four sat and talked without ever mentioning what they expected to happen. It got a little awkward as neither he nor Anne knew if May was there to participate or if so, who she was going to participate with.
