The Games People Play

Dave and I sat relaxing on the front porch of the lakeside retreat, enjoying the view over the peaceful water. We were feeling more comfortable now that we had settled into our cabin but the underlying apprehensions about joining the Sex Club were still there. We had assured each other that we wouldn't do anything with the other couples if it didn't feel right. We acknowledged to each other that we were intrigued by the possibility of intimacy with other people but neither Dave nor myself had really accepted that we would do it.

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As planned, I had earlier talked to Amy, to express our curiosity about the Club. It took a few days to catch up with her due to her busy yoga instruction classes and my freelance accounting job. And when we did have a few minutes before going to get the kids from school she simply said that we were invited to their next event, a retreat for six or seven couples at a small northern resort. Apparently, we had been granted admission to the Club on the strength of Tom and Amy's recommendation.

And quickly lining up my parents to take the kids for the upcoming 'event', Dave and I took a deep breath and here we were.

*****

Around the corner, Sam and Danielle, the couple who had mentored Amy and Tom into the Club, strode up onto the porch with big smiles on their faces.

"Great to finally meet you folks. Tom and Amy have said so much about you two. We're thrilled that you chose to come to the retreat," Danielle said with a big smile. We had met the couple briefly as everyone arrived at the resort. I was curious to meet them as they were the first lovers that Tom and Amy had had sex with outside of their marriage. Sam was very very handsome, just as Amy had said. He was also poised and friendly. I knew him to be in his early fifties and I now understood why younger women liked some men at that age. He just exuded a relaxed confidence that I found really sexy. And I knew that Amy wanted them to give us our first taste of the Club.

After a bit of chit chat about the resort I was surprised when Sam said to us, "Lauren, lets you and I go for a walk around the resort. Danielle can keep Dave company while we're away." I shot a glance at Dave and he simply shrugged and replied, "Sam, I'll leave Lauren in your capable hands. Have a good walk."

I was still a bit surprised but I got up and stepped off the porch. I was even more surprised when Sam took my hand as we walked. I think he sensed how uncomfortable I was.

"Lauren, are you okay with this? You seem a little tense," Sam asked as we walked down the path. Tense was not all I was feeling. Sam holding my hand made the reality of what we were doing here just that much more real. I felt like running but I didn't

"Um, well... just a little nervous I have to say."

"About what Lauren? You know nobody here will hurt you or force you to do anything you don't want to do."

"I know, I know, but I'm still trying to get my mind around... around what goes on in the Club."

"Lauren, its really simple. We enjoy sex with each other, nothing more and nothing less and no-one gets hurt.

"And we do it with the full knowledge of our partner. There's no sneaking around in shady hotels or back seats of cars. I support Danielle when she's with another man from the Club and she really likes the women I sleep with who are also from the Club." If I wasn't blushing before I sure was now. I fanned my face at his forthright assurances.

"Hey, lets sit down on this bench and enjoy the view," Sam said as he guided me by the hand to sit beside him. He still held me close with my hand in his resting on his lap.

"Lauren, I do get why you're uneasy about all this. We all felt this way at the beginning and honestly, its not for every couple. Your marriage has to be solid and then you have to have that spark of adventure to make it work."

"Dave and I are really solid and we are intrigued by the possibilities but I can't shake the feeling of standing on a cliff edge, so to speak."

"So what would make you more comfortable with all this? You wouldn't be here if at some level you didn't want to experience what we do with each other. I know that if you really want this you'll be so happy you did. It's really safe. Its totally consensual and its totally fun, you'll see."

My mind was in a whirl. Of course it would be fun - for him. He wants to get me naked and fuck me. But that's what we're here for right? Don't I want to fuck him? Yes, if I can believe the fluttering in my lower parts - he is good looking after all. No, because I'm married to a great guy, but wait, isn't he now back at our cottage with Danielle, Sam's super attractive wife. Are they doing it right now? Why did we come here? Would I leave if Dave asked? I honestly don't know but here I am sitting with a guy who clearly wants to fuck me. Oh shit!

But what I said was, "Yeah, I know all that but I'm afraid I'm just too uptight to really get into it. And I'm taking so much of your time when there are other women here, Amy included, who would love to be doing it with you, right now as we speak."

Sam sat back and sighed while still holding my hand. We were quiet for awhile just enjoying the peacefulness of the resort. It really was a beautiful spot. Finally he spoke, "Lauren there are many reasons I want to be here with you right now but let me tell you the most important. I can tell that you are smart, funny and I just know that you would make a wonderful lover. I will be fully honest with you. I want to have you. The more I get to know you I realize I want you really badly. So there, full disclosure."

Yep, I can tell when a guy wants to fuck me.

"Sam, you're a gorgeous man. Why me?" Could I divert his attention away from me? Did I really want that? Why are we here? Oh yeah, to have sex with other people. Oh. My. God.

"Lauren, there's something about you that really turns me on. Here, I want to do something. Stand up."

I did and the next thing I knew I was in Sam's lap with my legs straddling his thighs. He wrapped his hands around my waist and looked into my eyes.

He smiled at me and said, "That's better. I want to look at you as we talk." Right now I felt just about speechless. All I could do was gaze at him. He held onto my hips and then began a gentle massage of my sides through my thin t-shirt. My hands were fidgeting and he guided them onto his shoulders, all the while smiling gently at me.

I was back on his knees trying to keep some distance but he was having none of that. Wrapping his hands around my back he pulled me so close that my breasts were pushing into his chest. I could feel something hard under my ass. Oh god!

"Lauren, can you feel what you do to me? Can you feel my hardness? Can you feel how turned on you make me?"

"Uh huh," I croaked out. He began a subtle motion that pulled me forward and then back on his manhood. Leaning forward he ran his face through my hair, brushing his lips against my ear lobe and blowing soft sighs into my ear.

Pulling back a bit I gathered my wits and with a forced smile asked the most obvious question in the universe, "Am I being seduced Sam?"

"I hope so Lauren. Do you want to be seduced?' He then ran his lips gently along my jawline.

I took a shaky breath and replied, "Sam, I'm having trouble thinking but I like the feel of your hands on me." A little truth that could only get me in deeper.

"Wait until I have you naked. I want to touch every part of you." My temperature rocketed up at that and I couldn't help but gasp. He moved his hands to the insides of my ribs just grazing the outsides of my breasts.

"So Lauren, would it be too seductive to cup your breasts?" Sam asked with a chuckle.

Stop this right now I thought but instead I smirked and said coyly, "Aren't you concerned I might go a bit wild on you?" Was I about to capitulate?

He shot back, "Go for it. I'm pretty good at controlling wild women." I was sure he was right.

"Okay then, if you think you're safe go ahead and touch me." I wasn't expecting what he did next though. He slipped his hands under my t-shirt and gently caressed my breasts. Without really thinking I was now rocking on his cock, grinding it into my sex through my shorts. I now knew this was really happening but I still didn't know if I was really ready for it. Perhaps I should just go for it? Maybe it was time to shut down the right side of my brain, or is it the left side, the side that keeps you out of trouble. Whatever.

Sam held my gaze as he pulled my bra down under my shirt and held my nipples between his fingers. I felt like I was about to explode. 'Oh Fuck!' I said to myself with a groan.

"Lauren, can I kiss you?" Sam almost whispered and I knew for certain I was with a master of seduction. All I could do was nod my head up and down. He brushed his lips against mine and then ran them over my face. He pulled his right hand out from under my shirt and slid it down to my rear and cupped my left cheek. He pressed down, pushing my sex harder against his cock. He groaned as I squirmed on his dick.

He slipped his tongue out and licked my lips, trying to coax my tongue out to play. I was scared. I was horny. I was unsure. I was intrigued. I wanted this.

And then, a voice called out hello as a couple walked down the path. I had seen them at check-in but hadn't been introduced. The woman was tall, blonde and willowy. Her partner was fairly stocky and about her height and good looking in a heavy set way. He greeted Sam, "Hey Sam, good to see you and Danielle could made it, and of course, your friend here?" I smiled and started to squirm off Sam's lap but he was having none of it.

"Jonathan, Christie, meet Lauren, a friend of Amy and Tom's."

"Very pleased to meet you Lauren," Jonathan smiled while looking me up and down like I was a prime cut of beef as I blushed bright pink, I'm sure, while straddling Sam. My bra under my shirt was pulled down and my nipples were poking through the material of the shirt. I felt like a teenager caught making out by her parents.

Sam continued, "Lauren and her husband Dave have just recently joined the Club. This is their first event."

Christie squealed in delight, "So great to have new people here. And by the way, for sure Lauren you have to make the girls hot tub night tomorrow evening. No boys so we can talk about them."

I liked the sounds of this, "Just girls?"

"Yep, and what gets said in the tub stays in the tub. Bring your guy's details if you know what I mean," Christie said with a laugh.

"Count me in."

Just then Sam stood me up and taking my hand again he said, "Lauren and I were just about to head back to see what our partners were up to. We'll see you guys later."

Christie chirped, "You bet!" With a gleam in her eye she continued, "And please save us an hour or so. Jonathan and I are really looking forward to playing with you and Danielle."

"Duly noted. And likewise, we're hoping to connect up with you guys as well." With that we walked off down the path and I was sure that 'connecting up' was more than for a game of euchre.

I had to ask though, "Are they one of your favourites in the Club?"

Sam smiled and shook his head. "Christie is like a firecracker, always ready to explode. When she finishes with me I'm worn out for the night," he said with a laugh. My blush surely returned with that comment. He then almost stopped me dead in my tracks when he continued, "So that's why I want you naked and in bed with me first. If you want though, Christie would love to join us to warm us up so to speak. Danielle says that having Christie between her legs is an experience every woman in the Club should try. She's apparently awesome with her tongue. "

'Breath Lauren' I thought to myself, but all I could do was gasp. Was this the road I was heading down? Instead of swapping cookie recipes with the other ladies I would be exchanging tips on oral sex and which guy had the biggest dimensions. I had to see Dave and reset and maybe we could slip out of the resort when no one was looking. What were we thinking when we signed up for this?

And then my equilibrium did a tectonic shift when we came up to the porch of Dave's and my cottage. Danielle was curled up beside Dave on the generous lounger, her head on his shoulder and her lips on his throat. But the biggest shock was that her right hand was up Dave's baggy shorts and she was unmistakenly gripping his cock under his clothes. Her hand was moving slowly up and down his pole as she looked me in the eye, a big grin on her face, which matched the goofy lustful grin on my husband's face.

With that vision in front of me I knew for certain where this was all going. All the what ifs, the fantasies, the cautions about being in control and only doing it if it felt right were now in the rear view mirror. This was going to happen, whatever 'this' was and I'm sure there would be lots of it. A chill went up my spine and a thrill went down to my cunt.

Sam gave a cheery hello and voiced the understatement of the year, "Looks like you two are getting comfortable. Lauren and I are heading back to our cottage and we don't want to disturb you." My look at Dave was certainly a bit wild eyed. We locked eyes and then he just did a plaintive shrug of his shoulders.

Danielle leered at me while increasing the tempo of her hand on my husband's cock. She said with a chuckle, "Lauren, sweetheart, I'll take good care of Dave for you. Enjoy your play with Sam." With that Sam pulled me by the hand and I gave Dave a last bewildered look as I was dragged away.

****

I stood awkwardly in the room while Sam uncorked a fresh bottle of wine. I think what I needed instead was a tumbler of scotch but any alcohol would be welcome. My nerves were jangling and my psyche was fraying.

Sam looked at me and, seeing the fright in my eyes said, "Relax Lauren, we're going to take this really slow. We have all the time in the world." Sam then took a red scarf like piece of material and tied it to the outer door handle of the cottage door. Closing it he said, "That's the Club signal that we're playing and prefer not to be disturbed." I thought 'there goes all hope of rescue.' I was in the clutches of the lion.

Not knowing what to do or say I awkwardly asked, "Okay, what should I do? Should I take my clothes off?"

Sam chuckled, "Impatient are we? No, I want to unwrap you item by item." Moving in front of me he took my hand and led me to the centre of the room and asked, "Could I set you in a pose?" Without waiting for a reply he continued, "Could you stand here with your feet apart and your hands laced behind your head. I want to soak in your beauty for a few minutes." He actually lifted my hands behind my head and I interlaced my fingers as directed, no small feat as I was shaking like a leaf.

"Lauren, you are so beautiful. I want to enjoy every second of getting you naked." He took a wine glass and put it to my lips and let me drink a large gulp. I gasped, "More please," and he placed the glass up to my lips again and I drank greedily. With my breasts pushed out by the pose I felt incredibly exposed even though I was fully clothed. Hadn't I read in erotic literature that this was a standard pose that a Dominant requires of his submissive? It was definitely appropriate for how powerless I felt now.

Sam walked around me and I knew he was eyeing me up and down thoroughly and despite how shaky I felt, a part of me realized that I was being turned on by the submissiveness and the predatory examination of my body. In a strange twist of thinking I thanked myself for all the trips to the gym and the hard workouts I had subjected myself to on the unrelenting machines. I knew I was in great shape and my body was toned and tight. All the better to be devoured I thought and then I laughed nervously.

Sam picked up on this and smiled, "Lauren, I like the sound of your laugh. You are really gorgeous you know. I love women's bodies and yours is delightful. Could you lift your arms? I want to take off your shirt." Here we go I thought as I lifted my hands up and my shirt quickly slid off my body and onto a chair. Sam walked behind and said, "Hands behind your head again." I laced them back again as requested. He then ran his fingers up and down my back,, shoulders and upper arms. I shivered at the feel of his light touch.

Moving to my front he did the same, gently caressing my tummy and all around my bra but not touching my breasts. "So so beautiful," he murmured more to himself than me. He seemed to be in a trance as he reached around and unhooked my bra. It slid forward and I started to move my hands down to take it off but he gripped my arms to hold them in place. He whispered in my ear, "Good girl. I want you to hold this pose for just a bit longer." I smirked at that. I really felt like a bad girl for letting a man I barely knew play with my body.

Sam reached under the dangling bra and cupped my right breast with both hands and began to gently squeeze and massage my firm b-cup. His caresses felt really good and I let out a little moan. He chuckled at that saying, "Soon sweetheart, soon." He then reverently caressed my left breast. Finally he took my arms down and slid my bra off the rest of the way. I was now naked from the waist up.

Sam directed me into another pose. "Lauren, put your arms behind your back and grab your wrists please." Doing this pushed my breasts out even more lewdly. Sam, holding each one in turn, licked all around my areolas and then finally licked and kissed each nipple. Electricity zapped up and down my body and my sighs and moans became continuous. I squeezed my thighs together to control the burning in my sex. Oh god, what a slut I was becoming. I was shocked at how much his kissing of my breasts was turning me on. I loved it!

Finally Sam said in a husky voice, "Lets get you out of the rest of your clothes shall we? I'm dying to taste you." I nodded my head incapable of saying no or really anything at all. Did he really mean what I thought he meant? Of course he does, you idiot. You are his prey and he's going to devour you in every way he can think off.

Now naked, Sam held me in place and asked. "Lauren please assume the first position I taught you so I can fully drink in your beauty. With that he helped me place my hands behind my head and stepped away. He refilled the wine glass and held it to my lips and I swallowed as much as he would give me. Then he circled around saying how delightful I was, how sexy my body was, how much he was going to enjoy taking me, fucking me and having me completely. I knew in my rational brain that this was total objectification but he said these things with such awe and admiration that I accepted his words without regret.

Sam stood in front of me, still fully clothed, and wrapped his arms around me. Kissing me softly on the lips he ran his hands up and down my back and then down to my butt. He held then squeezed my ass cheeks and said smiling, "Your rear is so soft but tight at the same time Lauren." Moving his hands down to caress the back of my thighs he sighed again, "So firm sweetheart. Could you just stand there like this for a minute or two longer while I get undressed?"

Sam stood back and never looking away from my eyes, began undressing. His t-shirt, shorts and boxers were soon discarded and he stood there smiling in front of me, naked as I was. My eyes remained locked on his, refusing to glance down until he said, "Lauren, look at what you're doing to me. Can you see what your amazing body is doing to my cock." I glanced down and gasped. His dick was rigidly point out and slightly up, all ready and willing to do the deed. Not really having seen a lot of other men's penises in real life I had to say this one was impressive, long and smooth and a bit angry looking. Moving closer, Sam asked in almost a whisper, "Touch me Lauren. Feel how ready I am for you." When I hesitated Sam took my hand and placed it on his dick, slowly moving my hand up and down on his manhood.