Two Wives Seduced

It was the week between Christmas and New Years. I was both looking forward to it and nervous about it. My family, well my husband's family, had rented a cabin in Tahoe. We'd never done that before, we'd never spent four days together, just the six of us anywhere, never mind a cabin in the woods. To make it worse my husband's sister Julie was bringing her boyfriend, a man we'd never met.

So it would be me, my husband, his mother Betty, his father Lou, his sister, and her boyfriend. I tried to think of the positive. Tahoe was beautiful this time of year. My husband and I both skied, the house came with two snowmobiles, and was on the tram route to the mountain. There was also plenty to do in Tahoe, so we could be out of the house if it got to be too much, but I was also looking forward to doing nothing if I could.

My husband and I were the last to arrive. Betty was in the kitchen, Lou was in the living room. Julie's boyfriend was sitting with Lou. I'm not sure where Julie was.

I focused on Julie's boyfriend. It was hard not to. The man was gorgeous. Julie was 22 and I knew this man was three years older. That made him my age at 25. He had dark brown hair and beautiful grey eyes. He was sitting but as we came in, and Lou made introductions, he stood up. His name was Cameron. Of course I knew that. He was 6'2 and built. Big shoulders and a great smile. His arms filled his shirt as he moved. I was sure he had a six pack going on.

Somewhere I heard Lou say, "and this is my son Peter and his wife Maggie," but I was so busy checking Cameron out I didn't respond.

My husband nudged me.

"So nice to meet you," I said. "I've heard a lot about you."

"Any of it good?" He asked laughing.

"Some," I replied, going along with the joke.

"Well, I hope I live up to that part, although, the naughty parts are always fun too," he quipped.

The joke was a bit inappropriate for someone I'd just met, and in front of my husband and my in laws, but from him it didn't seem so bad.

Lou laughed and said, "Well, so far he's been good."

We all laughed.

Just then my sister Julie bounced into the room. I had not seen her for a few months. She was transforming from a college girl to a working woman. She looked beautiful. At 5'5" and 130lbs she had an amazing body. Her blonde hair was shorter with a more professional cut, but she could still wear it in a pony tail. She was wearing yoga pants and a tank top that pretty much showed off every curve she had.

"What are you all laughing at," she said, eager to join the conversation.

"Oh, we were just trying to decide if Cameron here is good or bad," I quipped.

"Well, all I can say is he's very good when he's very bad," she laughed.

Lou covered his ears. "I don't need to know this," he said with a smile.

Julie kissed him on the cheek. "Sorry daddy. Try not to think about your little girl all grown up," she teased.

Lou just shook his head. We all sat down and made small talk. The conversation flowed smoothly. Cameron made a good living flipping houses. He had a degree in architecture but he and his brother had been flipping houses since he was 18. They also owned a few rental properties.

I was impressed with him and happy for my sister. He seemed wonderful. He made us laugh, as well as respect him. It was obvious he loved Julie just from the way he talked about her and the way he looked a her.

He was also a flirt. He was good at making me feel good about myself. I didn't mind. He made me laugh, and, having a handsome man flirt with me didn't suck either. At 5'6 and 140 lbs with a 36c chest, I knew I held my own, but he had a way of confirming it with sincerity and humor.

He flirted with my mother in law too. She was eating it up. Julie got her good looks from Betty. She was an older version of Julie. At 45 she had kept her figure and still turned heads. They were often mistaken as sisters.

The conversation was fun, the flirting was all light hearted and nothing Lou or Peter objected too. We chatted through dinner. After dinner we played cards. Finally Julie declared she was tired.

"I'm getting tired," she said. Then looking at Cameron she said,"and if I hope to be bad before I fall asleep we'd better head to bed now."

Lou covered his ears again smiling. "La la la la la la," he said.

We all laughed.

"Duty calls," said Cameron. "Good night all. See you in the morning."

Everyone laughed as they left the room.

The rest of us decided to play a few more hands. Truthfully, I was having a hard time keeping my mind on the game. My mind wandered to Cameron and Julie having sex upstairs. I was having trouble concentrating on the game. In my mind's eye I could imagine Cameron taking off his shirt. I pictured what his muscles must be like. I wondered how it would feel to be scooped up in those strong arms.

After a little while I said, "I need a sweater." I stood up to go get one from my room. I really didn't want a sweater. I knew what I wanted. I walked up the stairs wondering if they were still having sex. I didn't have to wonder for long. As I entered the hall I heard them.

"Oh god, fuck me, fuck me,"

I could hear Julie's voice.

"God I love your cock. I'm so yours. I'm your lover, your slut, fuck me, God yes, yes, fuck me.

I stood there listening. Thinking about that hot man fucking Julie made my heart beat faster. I knew I should have left, but I stood there listening.

"Give me that sexy pussy baby," I heard Cameron say. "Come on baby, show me you want my cock."

"God I want it," I heard. Then I heard rhythmic grunting. "Mmmmph, mmmph, mmmph, I could tell he was jamming his cock in her.

"God yes," Julie moaned. "Anything you want you can have."

"You know what I want," he replied.

"Yes, mmmph, what can I mmmmph do," she panted between grunts.

"Just be my slut ," he replied.

They continued to fuck. I felt flushed and warm. I headed back downstairs. As I I wondered what he wanted. It seemed she'd do anything for him.

I joined the others

"Couldn't find your sweater?" asked Betty.

Dammit, I'd forgotten why I went up there. "No, I decided, I didn't need it after all" I replied.

We played a few more hands and all headed to bed. By the quiet in the hall it was obvious Julie and Cameron had finished.

When we got to bed I was horny. I rolled over and gave Peter a passionate kiss. He kissed back. I slid my hand down to his cock, he stopped me.

"I'm not having sex with my mom in the same house," he said.

"There're at the other end of the hall," I complained.

"Night Maggie," he said. He kissed me, rolled over, and closed his eyes. He was asleep in minutes.

I couldn't sleep. I could feel a need between my legs. I tossed and turned. About 1:00 I got up to use the bathroom. As soon as I stepped in the hall I heard them again.

"Yes, yes. Fuck me, fuck my pussy, fuck me harder. Give me that fat cock. God I love it, I love how it fills me up."

Julie's room was right next to my in laws it was obvious she did not have the same concerns Peter did. I stopped to listen for a minute. I could feel the wetness forming between my legs.

I went to the bathroom then hurried back to my room. I looked at Peter sleeping. What the hell, I thought. I pushed off my pajama bottoms and climbed into bed. I bent my knees and spread my legs. Dropping my hand to my pussy, thoughts of Cameron's hot body running through my head, I masterbated myself to an orgasm. Peter slept right through it. I finally fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up to sounds of Betty already in the kitchen. I pulled on my bottoms and went downstairs. Betty was in a short robe starting breakfast. For some reason I noticed what great legs she had.

"Morning dear, did you sleep well?" she asked.

I assured her we did and we made some small talk. Julie wandered into the kitchen. She was wearing a short tank top and a pair of skimpy boy short panties.

"Morning dear," Betty said as she said to me, then added, "Did you sleep at all last night?" She teased. She didn't mention that Julie looked practically naked.

Julie smiled, "I know, I'm a bit noisy, but I can't help it. He is such a good fuck. You would not believe his cock."

I was shocked that she was talking like that to her mother. Betty just said, "Well, it certainly seems to make you happy.

Lou came in next. "Well, you look rested," he said to Julie. He looked at her. "New pajamas?"

"Yeah, Cameron prefers me looking like this," Julie said.

"Well, I guess we can't blame him," Betty threw in.

Cameron came in wearing boxers and a t shirt. "Smells good," he said.

I almost said, "So do you." He smelled of sex, wood, and leather. It was intoxicating.

I couldn't help but look at his boxers. You could tell there was more than usual in there. When I looked up I realized he'd caught me looking. I blushed. He just smiled and went on like nothing happened.

Peter was the last to join us. He looked at his sister and then at me. It was obvious he had no idea what to say. I just smiled inwardly.

We had breakfast, and after Cameron said, "I'm going to go shower."

"I'll go with him," Julie said.

Betty and I watched her run off. The bathroom was right at the top of the stairs. Cameron got in first. Julie knocked on the door. Cameron opened it. He'd already removed his shirt. He stood there blocking the doorway. I couldn't tell if he still had his boxers on. He said something to Julie. She stripped her panties off and dropped them in the hall. He let her in.

I looked at Betty. She just shrugged. "What would you do for a man who looked like that," she said.

I couldn't help but imagine them fucking in the shower. I looked at Peter. I was getting really horny.

The rest of the day Julie,me, and Peter decided to go explore Tahoe. Lou, Betty, and Cameron were going to do some shopping. We all met for dinner. During dinner Cameron kept the conversation flowing easily although somewhat flirty on the pg-13 side. Nothing too bad. Well almost nothing. There were two things he said that were a bit too much, but, being Cameron, no one seemed to mind.

At one point he'd commented on Betty's legs. Lou agreed Betty had great legs. Somehow that led to Cameron making the comment, "I bet those legs feel great wrapped around you."

To which Lou responded, "They do."

Another conversation about me was even bolder and led to Cameron saying, "I'd like to see her on her knees."

The statement should have outraged me and Peter. Instead I just blushed. Peter said, "I bet."

That surprised me. Peter rarely wanted blow jobs. He was pretty vanilla when it came to sex. Pretty much missionary or me on top. That was it.

The rest of the day continued in a great mood. Cameron was flirty and Betty and I gave as good as we got.

Julie recommended we all hit the hot tub. It sounded like a great idea. We all went to put on suits. I had a one piece that I thought was appropriate for Peter's mother to see me in. When we got to the hot tub, Julie was already in. She was wearing a skimpy little thong that barely hid anything. Cameron was wearing swim trunks. His hard body in full view. Again my eyes drifted to his crotch. Again he caught me and smiled. Betty and Lou showed up. Betty was wearing a string bikini I'd be embarrassed to wear. It barely covered more than Julie's thong. The sad part is she looked great in it. Peter often asked me to wear something like that. I was too embarrassed to show that much skin. We all climbed in and chatted. Finally it was bed time. We all went up at the same time.

This time I got into bed naked.

"What are you doing?" asked Peter.

"I'm horny," I said. I'm sure I shocked him. I never used that language.

"Come on Maggie," he answered." Quit fooling around. My mother is just two bedrooms away."

I was frustrated and a little peeved. I pulled on a top and got into bed. Peter fell asleep pretty quickly. I was left to toss and turn. I wasn't happy. After about an hour I decided to go get some water. As soon as I entered the hallway there was the unmistakable sound of sex. Julie was obviously quite verbal.

"Fuck me, give me that cock, mmmph, that's right, fuck me hard. I love fucking you, fuck you slut, fuck me."

Then I realized I also heard voices from Betty and Lou's room.

"Mmmm, yes, that's it, mmmmmm," I heard Betty's voice.

"You like that?" said Lou. "Are you thinking of me or of Cameron's hard body?"

She moaned.

"Oh, so you are thinking of him. Does listening to him fuck Julie turn you on? Are you wondering how big his cock really is?

She moaned again. "Just fuck me asshole," she said. Then, "Yes, that's it, give it to me."

I'd heard enough. Everyone was getting fucked but me. And why were the women in Peter's family so verbal and into sex yet Peter so reserved?

I went back to bed. Pictures of Cameron fucking Julie went through my head as I started to play with my pussy. God it felt good. Why wouldn't Peter fuck me like that. I imagined what it would feel like riding Cameron's cock. I wondered how big it was. I imagined my pussy being stretched. At some point I pictured Betty being fucked by Cameron. Her on her knees taking his big cock from behind. That was it. With that picture in my mind I came, then fell to sleep.

Friday morning I got up and dressed. Peter, Julie, and I were going to go skiing. Cameron wanted to stay in and get some paperwork done. Lou and Betty were just going to chill. We all went our separate ways. Peter, Julie, and I jumped on the tram to the slopes.

The skiing was great but I was getting tired. Peter and Julie wanted to ski more. We agreed to meet back at the house. I grabbed my stuff jumped on the tram and headed for the house.

When I walked in the house I heard the unmistakable sound of sex. Betty and Lou were obviously having sex in the kitchen.

I heard Betty. "God yes, oh god, I love that cock, fuck me, fuck fuck fuck, it feels so good, fuck, mmmmph, fuck."

Wow, Lou was really giving it to her. Then I heard Lou's voice

"You like that? You like that big cock? You like feeling his big cock in your slutty little cunt?"

Wait? His? What? I couldn't help but look. There was Betty, bent over the table, her jeans and panties were around her ankles, and Cameron was behind her fucking her hard. I could see the muscles in his ass as he drove into her. I couldn't tell how big his cock was but I could tell her pussy was stretched around it. As I was taking this in I realized that Lou was sitting there watching. He had his cock in his hand and was encouraging her.

"Go ahead baby. Show him what a great fuck you are. Take that big cock. Cum all over it. Show him you're as good a fuck as Julie." Then to Cameron, "That's it fuck my wife. You've fucked my daughter, now make my wife your slut. Fuck her."

"Oh my god," said Betty. "Lou, from now on I am his slut. If he wants to fuck me. I'll run to him. I love you, but I love his cock. He can do things you haven't. He can cum in my mouth. He can fuck my ass. I'm your wife, I'm his slut

I couldn't believe what I was hearing and seeing. It both shocked me and made me wet as hell. I was focused on that thick cock stretching Betty's pussy. The fact that Lou was watching her get fucked shocked me. I slipped upstairs before anyone saw me.

Alone with my thoughts my mind was racing. Camron was fucking Betty. Should I tell Julie? Lou was watching. Should I tell her that too? Betty looked so hot being fucked. I had never seen someone get fucked before. It was hot. Lou thought watching her was hot too. What would Peter do if he saw me fucking someone else. Probably pass out. Before I realized it I had unbuttoned my jeans and had my hand in my panties. I pictured me, bent over the table, Cameron's cock stretching my pussy. I came all over my fingers.

Julie and Peter arrived home. I started to head downstairs.

"Where's Maggie?" Betty asked.

"Oh, she left early," said Peter. "Didn't you see her?"

I saw Lou, Cameron, and Betty exchange looks.

"She must be in here..." Betty was saying as I came down the stairs.

Betty started making small talk. The conversation flowed easily between all of them. I felt oddly out of it. I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't know if I should say something. I resolved to tell Peter when we were alone

We all sat down for an after dinner board game. Eventually it was bed time.

When we got to our room, I decided to tell him."

"Peter, when I got home today, something weird was happening."

"Weird? how so, he replied.

"I really don't know how to say this," I said.

He just looked at me, waiting.

"Well, when I got home I walked in on your mom and Cameron having sex," I said.

He just looked at me.

"Not only that," I went on. "Your dad was watching them."

That seemed to bring a reaction.

"Watching?" he repeated.

"Yes, he was watching and masturbating."

"He was watching mom have sex with Cameron?" he asked as if to clarify.

"Yes," I responded.

"Wow, watching," he mumbled.

It was kind of weird. He wasn't really commenting on his mother screwing Cameron but seemed more fixated on his dad watching.

"Yeah, he watched," I repeated. "What should I do? Should I tell Julie?"

"Well, it's really none of our business," he said calmly.

How could he be so calm? I just told him his mother was screwing his sister's boyfriend and his reaction was, 'it's none of our business.' Now what?

Then he shocked me.

"When you think about it, it's kinda hot " he said.

"Hot?" I responded in surprise. We'd been married three years and he never had said anything was hot.

"What was hot?" I asked. "Your mom having sex with Cameron?"

"Well yeah," he answered. "But the idea of a man watching his wife have sex is hot."

"Do you want to have sex with someone while her husband watches?" I asked.

"Of course not," he said. "I only want to be with you."

"Then what? You want to watch me have sex with someone else?" I challenged.

"I just think the situation was hot." He said avoiding the question.

That gave me something to think about. Did he want to watch me have sex? He didn't say no. A picture of Cameron fucking Betty flashed in my head.

That gave me a lot to think about. I again had trouble sleeping. This time the noise from the bedrooms started before Peter fell asleep. In fact this time it seemed as if Betty and Julie were trying to out do each other.

From Julie's room we heard. "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me, give me all that cock. Mph, yeah oh god yes, you are the best fuck. Shove that cock in my pussy, in my ass, in my mouth, anywhere you want it. Anywhere. Just fuck me."

Meanwhile from Betty's room. "God Lou, that was amazing. I love big thick cock, it makes me feel so full, fuck me, yes fuck me."

I wasn't sure if she was talking about Cameron to Lou's cock. I was pretty sure it was Cameron's.

I kissed Peter. This time he didn't push me away. To the sounds of his mother and sister being fucked Peter rolled me on my back and stuck his cock in me. It felt so good but also like I was missing something. I tried to relax in the rhythm, but I heard Julie and Betty. They were still being fucked and loud about it. I could never be that loud, I'd be to embarrassed.

It took about 2 minutes and Peter came. I rarely came from sex with him. This time it left me extremely frustrated. Especially knowing both Julie and Betty were still getting fucked.

Peter rolled over and fell to sleep. I immediately stuck my fingers in my pussy. I felt the messy cum and then I took my messy fingers and rubbed them on my clit. I listened to Betty and Julie getting fucked. I imagined it was me bent over a table with Cameron's cock in me. I came, I thought that was it, but it wasn't, I wanted more. I started jamming my fingers back in my pussy. I came again. I felt better, but still like something was missing. I fell fitfully asleep.