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We had decided to drive up to the Lake District for a long weekend in November without thinking that it could turn out to be a complete wash out. However, a chain of events happened on the drive up that ended with us not ever reaching our hotel and at the same time having an excellent few days.
It all started on the journey up in the car. It had started to rain really hard and I had to slow right down to stay safe. Had I not been driving a Range Rover I think I would have stopped. Being November it was already dark and concentrating on my driving was hard. I got my girlfriend, Viv, to give directions but managed to get us on some narrow country road and completely lost. She kept saying, "The map must be out of date Andy." It was then that I saw a car pulling out from behind a hedgerow but was too close to stop. I managed to avoid a head on collision but clipped the car, pushing it halfway into a ditch. I pulled over and got Viv to wait in the car as I investigated. I had a tiny scratch on my 'Bull-Bar' but I saw that the other car had slipped off the road and into a ditch leaving 2 wheels in the air. By the time I had got there the occupants had got out and I checked to see if they where ok.
"We're OK." The man said, "But my new Jaguar's a mess!"
He apologized and said that his wife, who was not used to the new car, had caused the bump. We surveyed the damage and then they said I should come into the house to exchange details. I could see the lights of their house about 50 meters away at the bottom of the driveway. By this time we were all soaked to the skin and my feet squished in my trainers. I said I would get my girlfriend and they suggested I drive down to the house to save her from getting wet. As they walked down to the house I went back to my car and told Viv what was going on and that we would exchange insurance details in their house. I drove down to see them just about to go in but they waited for us. We jumped out of the car and ran into their large porch area and I got to see their faces for the first time.
They both looked to be in their early thirties and were one of those good-looking couples. They introduced themselves as Laurence and Rosy and apologized for the trouble they had caused and asked if I would like to get dried off and cleaned up. Rosy pointed to Viv to go take a seat in the adjacent room and once she had left proceeded to strip off in front of me as did Laurence, their wet clothes sticking as they struggled out of them. Rosy was eventually down to a white set of bra and panties (that were too thick to be transparent with the rain, unfortunately) and ran off up the stairs. Laurence then said I too should strip off so as not to catch cold and he would give me some old clothes to keep me going (we were similarly sized). Once Laurence was down to his white cotton boxer shorts I noticed that he may as well have been naked, they had gone transparent showing that he had a thick 5 inches or so, I too stripped down to my briefs.
Laurence showed me upstairs to what I presumed was a guest bedroom and gave me some towels pointing to the en-suite suggesting I take a shower. I went in and stripped off my underwear and took a warm shower. I hadn't realized how cold I was until the hot water hit my cold body making me feel all heady. I finished off and went back to the room to dry off. As I was drying down I heard Laurence telling Rosy that she was going to have to pay the insurance excess and that she wouldn't be allowed to drive his car again. As I was about finished I heard them both going down-stairs so I put a towel around me, one over my shoulders and followed them down to the lounge where Viv was sitting and waiting for us. Laurence too just had a towel around his waist and Rosy had on a white towelling robe and a towel wrapped like a turban around her head. The lounge was well kept and was set with two huge sofas separated by an ornate glass coffee table. Lawrence lit the gas fire as Rosy made coffee then we all sat on the sofas to relax, Viv and I on one, Laurence and Rosy on the other. We made small talk about the weather and Viv and I told them how we were off to a hotel for the weekend.
As we chatted away I noticed Rosy had bunched up her legs on the sofa and moved to rest herself against Laurence. As I was sat directly opposite her I could almost see right up between her legs, the dim lighting preventing a full on view. This distracted me and I kept getting lost in the conversation as I tried to look without getting caught with 'wondering eyes.' Then it happened, Rosy leant forward to put her empty coffee cup on the table and in doing so gave me a view of one of her firm tits as her gown crumpled up slightly. Then, even better, as she sat back a large section of gown remained crumpled up around her waist giving me a great view of her pussy. Not just her pubic hair but from the way she was sat I had an unobscured view of her trimmed pussy lips. I was mesmerized and getting turned on by the view I was getting but didn't want to get caught looking at her pussy. Hell, I'd only known her 30 minutes. I think Viv noticed too because she squeezed my hand and nodded in the direction of Rosy's legs with a little grin on her face. It was then that I started to get a bit too horny and began feeling my cock swelling from my sexy thoughts. Sat there in just a towel was a bit of a problem too as I couldn't hide my growing hard on and I knew it wouldn't be long before the tent in my towel would be spotted by both Rosy and Laurence. I shifted in my seat slightly and moved my hands casually to sit in my lap to hide my erection, praying that it wouldn't be too obvious what I was doing.
We chatted on for a while as I was continuously catching glimpses of Rosy's slit. The conversation had drifted onto holidays with Viv saying how ours appeared to be a washout with rain forecast for the whole weekend. Then Laurence started telling us what their plans would have been had it not been for the accident we had just had. Viv gasped as he explained how they were on their way to a swingers party about 15 miles away and that Rosy had rung them to call off when she ran upstairs earlier. We were both taken aback at this, as it was not something you would expect to hear from someone. I got the impression that they were testing the water to see if it was something that Viv and I were in to. We said how we had seen a documentary on Channel 4 about swingers but had never felt the need to do it ourselves.
I was surprised at how easily Viv and I approached the racy chat, neither of us shyly ducking out of the conversation, as I would have expected to. They then started to explain how they had got into swinging and that there were lots of different types of swingers. Laurence went into detail about the many different swingers and what they got up to. This chat didn't help my predicament either; my erection was harder than it had been all night. I don't think what happened next would have been done had it not been for Viv who, quite innocently said that there was only one form of swinging that Laurence described she could ever feel comfortable with. She was referring to a couple whom they knew who would get together with Rosy, Laurence and a few others to masturbate together. There was no penetration involved, just sitting around watching each other wank occasionally helping each other but never any sex. As the conversation went on I think all four of us began to feel the heat of the situation, yet none of us seemed phased or uncomfortable.
Then it happened! Laurence openly asked Viv and I if we would like to have a go. It was done in such a way as not to make us feel compelled or by any means awkward should we choose to decline the offer. Viv gave a girlie, almost adolescent, laugh and bunched her hands by her face as if to outwardly show coyness in a way I had never before seen. Laurence then stood up and walked over to the small drinks trolley they had and making no effort to hide the large tent at the front of his towel, poured out 4 double extra large brandies and turned on the CD player. These will help us to relax he said as we each in turn took a brandy from him. Viv then also noticed the large bulge he was showing and a short sharp gasp game from her. "Don't you just love a nice hard prick?" Rosy said with a grin and Viv gave a gentle nod of her head to agree with her. It was obvious to me that Viv was enjoying the situation but didn't really know how to react (not that I really did either).
When Laurence sat down the part where the towel around his waist met the fold parted open slightly giving the slightest glimpse of cock flesh. I don't know if it had been a deliberate showing by Laurence but if it was it was done very subtly. Viv made no attempt to be subtle though as she openly ogled Laurence's groin area with a glint of naughtiness in her eyes. Unfortunately when Laurence had gone for the drinks Rosy had shifted in her seat and now all I saw was a lot of thigh but no higher. The room then went silent for a moment as we all took large gulps of our drinks. I think it was for Laurence and Rosy to relax and for Viv and I a dose of Dutch courage.
Rosy then casually un-tucked her husbands towel and let it fall to the sides revealing his very hard cock. It must have been about 7" long and you could see it throb as he jerked it for us using his muscles. Rosy gently stroked the length with the back of her hand in a slow sensual motion as if it were a 'Ming' vase, admiring it but not wanting to break it. Rosy smiled at Viv and asked her if she would like to unwrap my cock for her to see. Viv looked at me as if for permission and I smiled at her as if to say 'Yes' so she threw the towel off my shoulders then gently unwrapped my towel to bring my naked body into view. My 7" erection jumped from under the towel and bobbed for a moment as it settled to its newly found freedom.
