A couple of times a year Kate and I met up with friends from Seattle and toured some area of the West together on our motorcycles. Kate and I were high school teachers and had all summer. Carol and Danny had limited vacation time so we let them pick the route and destination. They suggested a return to Jackson, Wyoming since we hadn't been there in several years. Danny usually had the latest Honda sport tourer when we would meet up, while I always rode an old friend, a 20+ year old BMW airhead that had already taken us to every state except Hawaii and nearly every Canadian province.
Over several years, the four of us had developed a close friendship and an easy riding style that suited us all. Almost instinctively, we adjusted to one another's moods and interests. Conflicts on the road were non-existent.
We arrived in Jackson on the second day and checked in at a motel near the downtown area. We like to stop late afternoon and relax in the motel pool until dinner time. It was tough finding a pool in what is mostly a winter resort area, but we finally found one. It was a little more pricey than our usual so we decided to share one large room. We'd done it before to save money on a long trip.
Danny and I gave the bikes a quick check after the day's ride --tires, oil, lights and so on--while the women went into the room to change into their bikinis. We changed and met them at the pool. We spent the next two hours lounging and swimming. After several bouts of shoulder wars in the pool, Kate and I had won every bout.
"Not fair, Rick," Danny playfully complained. "Kate's lighter and faster so you have an advantage," which quickly earned him a sharp punch in the arm from Carol.
Maybe he was right. At 104 pounds with a toned agile body, Kate had no trouble toppling Carol's much taller 130 pound frame. After we changed partners, Danny with Kate kicked my ass as bad as I with Kate kicked his. When he was one up on me, Danny did a victory lap in the shallow pool with Kate piggyback, her legs around his waist and one hand disappearing under water. Kate laughed maniacally and Danny just looked wide-eyed in surprise. When we all got out of the water, Danny said he wanted to stay in a little longer. I saw Kate smirk at him, but I let it go.
*-*-*
Danny came into the room a few minutes later.
"Stand in line, bud." I told him. "The women got dibs on the bathroom before I could say anything."
"Fine. Let's skip the shower and reek of chlorine through dinner. They'll like that."
"Just so you know, the chlorine smell is a reaction to urine. It's a simple chemical..."
"Save it, teach. I don't want to know."
"Science, Danny. It doesn't go away when you ignore it."
When everyone was dressed, we walked to Thai Me Up, a nearby restaurant. After a great dinner and several Singha beers we were all feeling very relaxed. The talk and the jokes were mildly suggestive, a few involved the restaurant's name, but we were never really flirty with one another. Just great friends.
I said something in jest about everyone in Wyoming being heavily armed and that even the waiter was probably packing heat.
"Is that a pistol in your pocket or are you just glad to see me," Carol mimicked in a Mae West voice as the waiter headed over to our table with the check. He looked right at her, and she whispered, "Oh god, I think he heard me."
Kate laughed, "I think Danny was hiding a pistol in the swimming pool earlier," which pretty much confirmed to me that she was groping him on the victory lap. It didn't really bother me, but it was surprising as I'd never known that kind of thing to happen in our group.
*-*-*
We paid the bill and headed back to the room still laughing and joking with one another as we have done for many years. Danny fumbled with the key card in the lock and couldn't get it to work. I shouldered him aside, then swiped mine half a dozen times with no effect. Kate grabbed it from me, swiped it once and we were in.
"How does she do that?" I asked while Carol pushed all of us through the door slamming it behind her. We all fell in a pile on the first bed. We talked about silly stuff for a few minutes, then dissolved into just softly making out. Kate got up and put on some music. I was getting a little light-headed from the beer when Kate pulled me off the bed.
"Come on, dance with me," she cooed. She has a way of just molding her body to mine. I don't know how she does it given a foot difference in our height, but she does. Our slow, nearly motionless dance got hotter and hotter by the minute.
Danny and Carol joined us and we looked over to see them kissing. I reached down, slowly unbuttoned Kate's blouse, and reached for her bare breasts that have never seen the inside of a bra. They are world class tits, perfect in every way. She knows it and everyone who sees her suspects it. In all the time we had known Danny, he had never seen them bare, and he couldn't stop staring at them.
"This is cruel," said Kate playfully. "Can he touch them?" she asked Carol.
Carol rolls her eyes and tells Danny, "Go ahead, but don't get used to it."
Even more surprising, when Danny goes to Kate, Carol shyly opens her blouse for me and I stroke the soft lacy bra underneath. Without word, we traded partners and Carol and I kissed. I unhooked her bra and she removed it with that special woman's move that leaves her blouse on. We continued what passes for dancing in our aroused and inebriated state. We lost track of time, but came up for air just in time to see Danny and Kate laying down on the bed farthest from us. They were on their sides facing one another and his face was buried in her gorgeous breasts while she held his head firmly in place with her chin in his hair.
I didn't expect things to go this far and I wondered if I should stop it. I decided we at least needed some rules.
*-*-*
"Hey guys. This is getting a little out of hand. Maybe we should set some guidelines so nobody gets bent out of shape."
"Good idea. What did you have in mind?" Danny answered looking up from Kate's tits a little sheepish and slightly annoyed.
"Well, I think the girls should set their own limits, but I'm not really sure I could handle actual, uh, you know...fucking."
"Me neither," piped up Carol abruptly.
"Yeah, that's probably too much," Kate offered pensively.
"OK, and clothes stay on too," I suggested tentatively.
"OK," the others agreed, more or less in unison.
"We also better trade back soon before it goes too far, " I said.
"OK. Sure." and we all went back to what we were doing, though nobody really stopped groping while the rule-making was taking place.
Carol is much taller than Kate, maybe 5'8" to Kate's 5'2". She's also heavier, but nicely built. A little small on top and a little wide at the bottom, but not at all fat. She has what are sometimes called birthing hips. She was made to be a mom. It was fun to explore this new body, and I did what I could through her open blouse and over her jeans. She had auburn hair and porcelain skin that was incredibly soft like Kate, but she was softer, less toned. She felt wonderful, really, and I was seeing her in a very different way.
Carol and I laid down on the other bed and got comfortable. I thought I was pushing the envelop a little when I unbuttoned her jeans and slipped my hand inside her panties. I met with a wonderfully soft curly bush dripping with moisture and a soft moan. We looked over at Kate and Danny to see if they might object, but they were completely lost in one another. Not only that, but both had somehow shed their jeans, though they still had on underpants. Technically, maybe they figured they were still clothed. I thought of saying something when I felt Carol's hand reach into my jeans and stroke me. It wasn't long after that we also lost our jeans.
Carol spooned into me and I pushed my engorged dick into the cleft of her ass. We were facing Kate and Danny who were doing the same thing. Something about their faces and their rhythm made me look closer. Kate still had her panties on, but he was clearly inside her slowly stroking away. I pointed this out to Carol. Her face clouded momentarily then she pulled her own panties off, and helped me get inside her as well. Kate opened her eyes and saw us watching while we fucked. She mouthed, "I love you," then turned on her back and pulled Danny on top of her. I rolled onto Carol and that was the last time any of us watched the other couple.
We heard Kate and Danny fucking hard for about 30 minutes, though they were trying to be quiet like parents unsuccessfully do to keep the kids from hearing. Carol and I continued for another 20 minutes or so after they stopped. We seemed to make love more like a married couple instead of raw fucking. It felt good, but there was no real passion between us, not like the sweaty sex between Kate and Danny. I thought we all agreed we would swap back before things got out of hand. Well, they were already way out of hand, and instead, all four of us fell sound asleep.
*-*-*
About 2 in the morning, I heard rustling and whispering from Danny and Kate in the other bed. It was followed soon after by the bed creaking and the headboard hitting the wall a few times. Kate became more and more vocal, not even trying to keep it down. It lasted for about 20 minutes. I'd never heard her like that.
I wasn't all that interested in Carol so I didn't wake her up to do the same. She was sleeping like a log, but I couldn't keep my eyes closed from then on.