Sorry for the long delay between Chapters 3 and 4. I wanted to do some additional editing but with the holidays I wasn't able to get to it. I appreciate the constructive criticism. This is the final chapter but it opens up future possibilities for my characters. And yes, I have a smoking fetish and it continues with the final chapter. If that upsets you, don't bother reading.
Enjoy...or not
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A little after 7:30 I awoke to some definite stirring coming from the speaker.
Someone was moving out of bed and walking across the floor. I heard door open but it didn't close. I assumed that it was Max and my assumption was confirmed when I heard Holly's familiar yawn...and then I heard nothing and could only imagine that she was processing all that had happened in the previous several hours.
I heard the faint sound of the toilet flush across the hall followed by a door open and another close.
"Good mornin' darlin'."
"Shit Max. What the fuck have I done," She muttered rhetorically.
"You were relivin' your youth darlin'" Max happily exclaimed.
"How do you know about my youth?"
"Do remember 10 years ago when we met here and I hired Rick?"
"Of course," Holly said suspiciously.
"I told you that I knew of your old man. Actually I knew of him because of you...you know what I'm talking about..."
I heard a resigned "Oh shit." I pictured her laying totally nude on Max's bed. I wasn't sure where Max was positioned at that point.
"A buddy of mine was on a ride from Detroit to Banff and met up with your daddy's club. It seems that your poppa was making this ride a family affair and brought his wife and teenaged son and daughter. You were what, eighteen?"
"Nineteen. The summer after first year in college."
"It seems that the family vacation turned out not to be, we'll not so G-rated for the family."
I could hear Holly chuckle a bit. "My parents were pretty liberal minded when it came to sex but after living away at college, they had no idea that I had become a complete slut."
My cock stirred when I heard her say that.
"Well," Max continued slowly. "You fucked my buddy in broad daylight, right on his hog. He said it was the best sex he'd ever had."
"Great...I guess."
"Rumor was that you fucked or gave blow jobs to every dude on that ride...except your dad and brother."
"Rumors are always overblown...but I did fuck plenty."
I heard a pause. "I blew a few more and even licked a pussy or two. I was completely out of control trying to shock my parents, who were rebellions themselves. It took a lot to rile them and I was doing my best."
She went on. "It got ugly when I was screwing my dad's best buddy in someone's tent and his wife heard us and knocked the tent down around us. She was also my mom's best friend...was...My parents got pissed and locked me down the rest of the trip. I started smoking that trip too come to think of it. They never took me on another ride. I gotta go pee. Where's my dress?"
"Don't bother. Al and Glenda left earlier and I haven't heard a peep from the other bedroom."
I heard Holly's feet hit the floor and scamper toward the door.
"Damn, you have a nice naked ass for a 44 year old. Love the heart!" Holly had a tattoo on her ass cheek. She would never tell me the story of when and why but I figured that it was another best left in the past.
I heard the door latch and figured she was opening it slowly. I heard nothing for a few minutes and then faintly heard a toilet flush, water in the sink followed by a familiar voice about 30 seconds later.
"Whoeee Holly. Aren't you a sight. You're even prettier naked than you are with clothes on!"
"Good morning Albert. I thought I was alone up here. I'm just headed back to this room where I spent the night."
"Why doncha come on in with Janice and I. We're going to continue what we left off last night and you're welcome to join us." Albert was talking loudly.
"That's a tempting offer Albert but I'm going back in this room to get a little more sleep before heading home. I'm pretty hungover and probably wouldn't be much fun."
"Suit yourself but you'll be sorry for what you're gonna miss. Maybe some other time."
"Maybe."
Max laughed in his room and I heard what sounded like a flick of a lighter. After about 45 seconds I heard Holly reenter Max's room.
"Shit. Good thing Al and Glenda have left. I had to go into that room to throw him off."
"I don't know why you lied to him, he knows 'the rule'."
"Whatever... Really, a joint this early?"
"Why not? I'm sure you'll join me."
"Shit. The last time I did this was in college and I'm guessing it will be another twenty years IF I ever do it again so indeed, why not?"
I heard some fumbling around and some silence that I could only figure was Max and Holly passing it back and forth.
"So Miss Holly, you're sitting here still naked as am I, you're smoking my weed...key words are you're still sitting here...naked... on my bed showing me all you in your full glory, not that I mind, and if I didn't know any better I'd bet you were contemplating whether or not you're going to have a real romp with your old Uncle Max."
I heard a heavy sigh, probably an exhale of smoke.
"Cut the 'old uncle' crap. You know we're the same age." Actually they were exactly the same age. Both were born on Christmas Eve, 1972 although Holly looked at least ten years younger. Holly was named after the foliage of the Christmas season. Max said that he was named after the Grinch's dog.
"Maybe," was her reply.
Was I hearing this correctly? My wife was now considering having sex with my balding, pot-bellied boss? I wonder how much the pot had to do with it.
She continued. "I love Rick with all my heart. Our sex life has become routine and that's mostly my fault. With job, the kids and the fact I've experienced just about everything in my past that I need to, most of which I am not proud of..."
"Like what?" Max jumped in.
"Not relevant to my point, besides I'm sure your buddy, the one that I fucked on his bike, has filled you in."
"That was just that weekend. What about the rest of your 'pre-Rick' life?"
"Again, not relevant to my point..."
"Come on, spill it."
Heavy sigh and some rustling around followed by the flick of the lighter. Probably a cigarette this time.
"You missed my grilling from Al but there were women, group sex, a scandalous affair with a married professor, guys of all types, races and religions, all different positions, some S&M...you satisfied?"
"No."
She continued seemingly ignoring in answer. "Anyway, Rick, although no prude himself hasn't done most, or any of that to the best of my knowledge. I also know he has fantasies of many of those things. I know he's never cheated on me other than coming close at a bachelor party..."
Damn, I thought. How did she know about that?
"...I was feeling nostalgic last week and a bit restless and wondered what had happened to that promiscuous slut. Like I said, I'm not proud of most of it but it was some of the best times of my life. I decided that this weekend, with both boys out of town, and this party, knowing of its reputation of moral decay after the time we would usually leave, would be a great time to spice things up with Rick. It seems that I've completely reverted back to my twenty year old self tonight. Cigarettes have never tasted so good and my fetish for bikers is back...don't Max..."
"I figured that was my queue."
"Anyway, Rick has pleaded over the years to dress more provocatively, has hinted...well more than hinted that he wants more adventure in our sex life. So I got a wild hair."
"From where I'm sitting it looks like you've got no hair."
"Ya, that was part of it...he hasn't even seen that yet. I know what turns him on so I got a bit of a makeover. The dress, the jewelry, some new piercings, or actually some re-piercings - my nipple and ears had been pierced back in the day but he didn't know it...actually so we're my vag lips, right here..." She was probably showing him..."but I couldn't bring myself to do that again. If I had time I probably would have added another tattoo."
In addition to the heart on her ass, she had a holly plant on the outside of her right boob next to her aerola. Something I talked her into when we were still dating. Both tattoos were always covered and not even the boys had any idea she had them. I hadn't heard anyone comment on it yet that evening but then three quarters of the party goers had some kind of ink and many, men and women, had extensive coverage. I had always thought a small viable tattoo was sexy and tasteful on a woman...on her ankle or wrist, but Holly would never bite always citing her image of a soccer/baseball mom and a CPA.
Max butted in. "And the anklet? You know what that means, right?"
"I've heard something about it but honestly I like them and Rick thinks they're really sexy."
"Holly, there may be a reason he thinks they're sexy."
"Well anyway," she seemed to not want to consider what he was suggesting. "The plan was to come, enjoy the party, let Rick enjoy the attention I was going to get and wait for the debauchery to begin. I figured we'd end up naked in the hot tub and I also figured I could seduce some woman here into joining us for a threesome. That would have blown his mind."
"Who'd you have in mind."
"I had my eye on Jennifer but she was here with a date...there was Penny, I know she's gay but I was informed that she has a new girlfriend. Laura might have but she passed out early and Mike had to take her home - they were my ride by the way."
"Wait, so you were actively trying to pick up women last night?"
"Yep. I was really horny and I do know Rick has always told me that I could sleep with any woman I want. I always laughed it off and he wouldn't think I would ever do it."
"You mean he doesn't know you've slept with women before?"
"No. We've always considered that the past is the past. Hadn't thought of telling him about it because I figured it would open a whole can of worms. Also, he's never come out and asked me specifically. It would have been a great surprise for him tonight"
"But then there would be the matter of my rule."
"Oh come on. He's my husband I'd have to tell him that."
"The rule is absolute and non-negotiable. I'd have to fire him."