Chapter 4
A Rainy Day at the Lake
This is a follow-up to the stories I previously submitted entitled "The Bed is Big Enough for Three" and "The Bed is Big Enough for Three -- Parts 2 & 3". If you don't like loving wives stories then you should seriously ask yourself why you are even reading this. There are plenty of sites where you can read G-rated material. To the rest of you, I hope you enjoy!
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Laurie and Mike had been seeing each other for weeks. Not all the time, mind you. However, once or twice a week Laurie was coming home from work a little late with that fresh fucked look upon her. Although a couple of times Laurie and I had sex upon her arrival at home, I wasn't a part of their lovemaking activities. Laurie had my blessing and always kept me informed of their meetings, while Mike continued to believe that he was fucking my Laurie behind my back. That's one great friend, right? As you recall, I am the one that put them together, so I couldn't really blame him. Laurie is a great fuck, and she was offering up her pussy to him on a regular basis, so who wouldn't take advantage of the situation?
Once again we all decided to meet at our lake house where all of this began. I was hoping for a repeat performance of the first time that Mike and Laurie "secretly" coupled, and I am sure both Mike and Laurie did as well. Laurie and I arrived on Friday night and Mike was to arrive on Saturday morning. It was getting late in the year and we wanted one more weekend of sun and play. The weather forecast was iffy, but we decided to go ahead and give it a try. The weather was good when we arrived on Friday night, but on Saturday it went completely downhill. Mike arrived just before lunch on Saturday, so we all headed out to a local bar and grill to eat. It was drizzling when Mike arrived, but by the time we reached the bar it was an all-out rain.
With nothing else to do, Mike, Laurie, and I finished our lunch and spent a while drinking and bullshitting with each other. As the alcohol flowed and the rain continued to dampen our weekend activities, I noticed that Mike and Laurie began to get a little touchy-feely with each other. Nothing blatant, but you could see the electricity between them begin to ignite. I suggested we leave the bar, pick up some booze, and head back to the lake house where we would be more comfortable. We stopped by a liquor store and I went inside to buy the alcohol. Mike in the back seat and Laurie in the front seat, remained behind. As I stood at the register paying the bill, I happened to glance back out at the car and saw Laurie leaning over the seats. She and Mike were getting busy swallowing each other's tongues and running their hands all over each other. I could see then that things might get really hot later. I laughed out loud watching Mike jerk away from Laurie when he spotted me walking out the door towards the car.
When we arrived at the lake house, I went and gathered up some wood and started a fire. Meanwhile, Mike and Laurie fixed us some drinks. About an hour later, as the rain continued to fall outside, we had a roaring fire going inside and a really good buzz started as well. It wasn't winter yet, so the fire was making it extra toasty inside. Laurie wanted to play some board games, so we all got down on the carpet with her and spent the next couple of hours drinking, laughing, and really not paying a whole lot of attention to the games. Once during a bathroom break, I came to find Mike pulling his hand back from Laurie's thigh that he obviously had been caressing. Other than that though our fun was limited to the games.
What happened next, probably gives you a good idea of what was about to transpire. Laurie grabbed a deck of cards. At first, we played a couple of quick games of crazy eights, but that wasn't holding our attention. Mike suggested a game of poker, so I got the chips out and we started. None of us are great poker players. We just played for fun on occasion. Mike and I were both cleaning up on Laurie during the game. Soon, she was out of chips to put into the pot during a hand. I had folded and Mike had raised the bet, beyond what Laurie had available.
"I finally get a decent hand and I don't have any chips!" Laurie shouted.
"Certainly you can find something of equal value to throw in. Assuming that's ok with Mike, of course." I responded.
Laurie and I had played strip poker a number of times together, but never with anyone else. It was a fantasy swinger situation that we enjoyed playing out sexually together in private. Her eyes met mine and she immediately knew what I had in mind. She pulled her arms inside of her t-shirt, squirmed around for a couple of minutes, and then pushed her left arm back out of the t-shirt. Next her right arm came back out with her bra in her hand. Laurie threw her bra on the pile of chips on the carpet and shouted. "There, I call!" Both Mike and I were practically rolling around laughing.
Once we composed ourselves, Mike looked at Laurie and said. "Ok, show me what you've got."
Laurie threw down three jacks. Mike shook his head like he had been beat. "What the hell am I going to do with a bra?" He then smiled and asked, as he laid three kings on the carpet and pulled Laurie's bra along with the pile of chips towards him.
"You jerk!" Laurie yelled, as she punched Mike on the arm. "I bet you knew he had me beat too, Mister." She said to me.
"I think I am going to need another drink before the next hand." Laurie Said. So, I headed to the kitchen while Mike headed to the bathroom. When we all returned, Laurie took a big swig of her drink and said. "OK, deal 'em."
Mike dealt the cards and he and I threw in the chip ante. Without saying a word, Laurie stood up, unbuttoned her shorts, and pulled down the zipper. Mike and I looked at each other and then looked back at Laurie to see her push the shorts down to the floor and kick them onto our chips. Now, dressed only in a t-shirt and panties, Laurie sat back down indian-style. Her trimmed bush was clearly visible through the lacy underwear. We all thought we had winning hands this time, so both Mike and I raised the bets and looked at Laurie in anticipation of her throwing in more clothes. "No way." She said. "My shorts are worth any bet you guys have."
We all agreed and called. This time Laurie won. She took the chips and her shorts, but didn't put them back on. I was shifting myself around to re-arrange the hard-on that I now had and I think that I noticed Mike doing the same after handing Laurie the deck of cards. "How come I am the only one betting clothes?" Laurie asked, ask she dealt the cards. Without answering, I removed my t-shirt and threw it down between us. Laurie smiled and threw her shorts back in. Mike had a button-down shirt, so I stared at Laurie as she stared intently at him undoing the buttons, removing the shirt, and adding it to the pile.
We were all pretty much lit up at this point. We had been drinking for hours and the roaring fire kept us toasty in our increasing nakedness. We were all having trouble concentrating on the actual game at hand, but pressed on with Mike winning the next hand. He had an evil grin on his face in anticipation of what was coming up next, since Laurie had only her t-shirt or panties to put into the pot. I wondered for a second if she could go through with it until I remembered that lately Mike had been seeing her naked almost as much as I had. I broke the tension by pulling my shorts off and throwing them in between us. I was now down to only my boxers and I was struggling to keep my stiff cock contained. I expected Mike to throw his shirt back in. I don't know if he was too drunk to pay attention to what he was doing or if he was trying to move the game along. But instead of his shirt that lay by his side, he stood up, unbuttoned his shorts, pulled down the zipper, and dropped them to the floor.
