Lori gazed at the passing countryside, lost in thought. She and Symone, gliding down the road to the big city of Alsmouth in Symone's massive black Escalade, had chatted briefly at the beginning, nervously avoiding discussing what happened last night. Since their husbands, Charlie and Ronny, were going to be working on Ronny's boat all day, the women decided to have a little girl time. Despite Lori's growing need to talk about it with her best friend, the two women had both fallen into a thoughtful silence. Lori could feel Symone look at her from time to time, though, probably gauging the right time to bring it up.
Lori was still a bit stunned that she and Charlie had made love right in front of her brother, Ronny, and his wife, Symone. The couple were her and Charlie's best friends, but she had never done anything like that in her life! Still, she had to admit it had been the most intense sex she had ever experienced.
Lori flushed at the memory and tucked a stray bit of hair over her ear. Her fingers lingered on the side of her neck for a moment, stroking softly. She stirred restlessly, then settled down into the comfortable seat.
There had been so many confusing things going on at the same time, Lori wasn't sure which parts had turned her on the most. Was it her brother's hard rod, or was it how he had pounded it into Symone from behind? Was she some kind of freak who lusted for her brother? Maybe it was because Symone was clutching Lori's spread-open legs just to keep herself from being driven to the floor? Or, maybe it was the other couple watching her as she bounced up and down on her husband's hardness until the strongest orgasm of her life had exploded through her? Lori sighed and smiled quietly, feeling desire start to build within her at the memories. She flexed her pelvic muscles, pulse-pulse, and laughed softly.
"Did you and Charlie talk about what happened last night?" Symone finally asked. Lori turned in the seat to face toward Symone, cocking her left knee up on the seat. The leather felt good on the now-bare underside of her leg. Smooth and sensual. She nervously adjusted her skirt.
"Just a quick are-you-ok kind of thing," Lori said, looking at Symone. A grin quirked Symone's lips.
"Well, are you?"
"Am I? Oh, yes, I suppose. It was just so unlike me," Lori said. "Unlike Charlie, too."
"Does it make you feel bad?" Symone asked, concerned.
"Well, I feel a little guilty about seeing my brother naked," Lori said then laughed. Symone giggled along with her. "Other than that, I guess I'm still processing it all."
"I'm glad to hear that," Symone said, sighing with relief. "I was worried that you and Charlie were freaking out a bit. Ronny and I have done things like that before, but we knew you two haven't been very adventurous up to now. You did seem to enjoy it," Symone said, arching an eyebrow slyly. The women laughed.
"I'm pretty sure it was the most powerful orgasm of my life," Lori said, sighing extravagantly. "You and Ronny have done things like that before? What kind of things?" Lori had heard rumors about Symone and Ronny, they were supposed to be swingers, but had not heard of it from either of them.
"Adventurous things," Symone said, laughing at Lori's snort of objection. "Ok, Ok! Just kidding! We have done that before with other couples. Also swapping, threesomes, a couple of orgies, some other things."
"You have sex with other men?" Lori asked, a little shocked. Her husband, Charlie, had been her first and only lover and she had never really thought much about having sex with someone else.
"Sure," Symone said, amused. "Does that shock you?"
"Yes, a little, I guess." Lori considered this for a moment. "How do you...how is it that you, a woman, can be...can have sex with another man? Doesn't it make you feel...less, I guess, for Ronny? I'm not asking this correctly, but do you know what I mean?"
"I think I do," Symone said. "Hmmm...it's just, for Ronny and I, we've grown to the point where sex with others adds to our marriage, not subtracts."
"Wait, you get closer to your husband because you two have sex with others?" Lori asked. That definitely didn't sound right. She would be horrified if Charlie had sex with another woman and she was convinced he'd feel the same about her.
"No, not closer. Well, not exactly. You see, we've become so close over the years, so tight in our marriage that having fun sex with others doesn't have any impact on us as a couple. On who we are, on our marriage. As long as we both abide by the rules we've set, it's the same as playing golf or going to a movie with a friend. You see?"
"You are saying the sex with others is the result of your strong marriage, not the cause of it, right?" Lori asked.
"Exactly," Symone said. Lori considered this for a moment.
"I don't think Charlie would be OK with me having sex with another man," Lori said.
"Of course not," Symone said, "just like you wouldn't be OK with him sexing it up with another woman." Symone smiled at Lori's snort. "Your marriage hasn't developed that way. Most don't, you know. Being that way is OK. It's not like you have failed to achieve the next level or anything."
"I guess," Lori said, thinking about it. "But, we've talked lately about improving our sex life. You know, putting some fire back in the old bedroom, and what we did last night was so hot! I want..."
"What?" Symone said after a moment as she piloted the SUV off the highway and down into the city. "What is it that you want, Lor?"
"I was very excited. And embarrassed. And, oh, helpless, I suppose, to resist. I want that excitement more, but I don't want to hurt Charlie or our marriage. I don't even want to take a chance on anything bad like that happening," Lori said.
"That makes sense," Symone said. "You and Charlie need to sit down and talk about this. It's entirely possible for you two to explore
together
in a way that doesn't hurt either of you. You both establish boundaries, what you each can and cannot live with, when and how to communicate things, and so on."
Symone pulled the SUV into a parking slot, and Lori saw they had arrived. Surprised, she saw they were parked in front of Martin's, a high-dollar women's clothing store.
"If you want, Ronny and I can coach you two in this. No, don't look at me that way!" Symone said, laughing. "We could coach you guys 'that way,' but what I mean is we can help you guys talk about it, figure out what to explore, things like that. However much or little you guys want."
"Would you?" Lori said, brightening. "I have no clue how to 'explore' as you say, without screwing something up!" She hugged Symone and said, "You are such a good friend."
"That's why we came here," Symone said, pointing toward the store as they exited the vehicle. "Now, let's go in and do a little exploring of our own!"
***
The women entered the store and Lori allowed Symone to select several sexy lingerie items for her to try on. "After all," Symone said, "the best place to start improving your sex life is in the bedroom!"
Trying on the lingerie over her bra and panties proved unsatisfying, however. The material just wouldn't fall naturally. It bunched up in odd places and made her feel awkward and a little pudgy.
"Be back in a sec," Symone said before disappearing through the changing room curtain. As the curtain opened and closed, Lori saw a cute man sitting there, looking at something on his phone. She thought she recognized him from earlier in the store where he'd been following a busty brown-haired woman around as she shopped. Startled, Lori crossed her arms over her bra-covered breasts and turned away from the doorway until Symone drew the curtain closed. She blushed at the thought of him seeing her undressed.
"OK, here," Symone said as she came back into the changing room. She laid several things on the bench next to Lori and waving two of them, a sheer black thong and bra, at Lori. "Here, take off your undies and put these on. This is as close to nude as you can get. You need to buy some of these anyway."
Lori sighed and stepped out of her panties with Symone supporting her lightly by one arm. She caught Symone peeking at her thick but trimmed bush. Symone grinned roguishly.
Symone knelt down, holding the black thong for Lori to step into. Lori hesitated, then stepped gingerly into the skimpy underwear. Symone adjusted the waistband, then tugged the thin strip running between Lori's buttocks and let it snap lightly against her. The narrow front of the thong, as was usual for Lori, hugged her vulvar cleavage tightly. She thought she could clearly see each and every hair down there.
"That's why I don't wear thongs," Lori said, tugging the edges of the offending garment into place as Symone stood up. "You have to be shaved down there to wear one. It itches like crazy!"
"You can get laser hair removal," Symone said, turning Lori briefly to look at the thong, then pulled the tag off and set it aside.
Lori turned toward Symone to accept the sheer bra and felt a tingle that hardened her nipples as she saw Symone gazing at Lori's swaying breasts. She wiggled her chest back and forth, grinning and teasing Symone, before putting on the sheer bra and hooking it in front. It fit tightly against her breasts, and her extended nipples were clearly visible.
Symone opened the curtain, then hesitated in the doorway, turning back to Lori with her mouth open to speak. As she turned, the cute man in the waiting area looked up, getting a clear view of Lori. His eyes widened, and his mouth curled up into a broad smile as he studied her. Lori felt her nipples somehow get harder, achingly hard. She felt her face flush with red heat and something that could only be excitement shot through her stomach. She froze in place, unable to move.
