Chapter 22 - A New Challenge
As the four adults began to pack up to go home, Terry said, "Ted, show Connie some of the pictures you took of us back on the other side of the lake." They were small, but even Connie could recognize that Ted had a gift for taking good pictures. They rose above the level of snapshots. As Connie expressed her admiration for some of them, Terry continued, "I'd like you to consider taking some pictures for me. Connie, a partner, and I have opened a gym and once we have a little more equipment in place and all of the rooms painted and outfitted, I'd like to have some pictures we could use for publicity. I can't afford a professional photographer, but if you could take some pictures that come out as nice as some of these you took of your wife with me, I think they would meet our needs perfectly. I'd be willing to trade free memberships at our gym for one evening's pictures."
Ted explained that they lived over two hours' drive away and that the gym membership would be impractical. But he was sure they could work something out. "So you'd want pictures of the interior of your gym and all the facilities you have available?" he asked. "Actually, I'm not sure I'd be the right guy for that job. The pictures I have taken have been almost exclusively of Carol."
"Actually," said Terry, "we have been talking about pictures of myself, Connie here, and our other partner, Jason, posing in the different rooms and using some of the equipment, to show that our gym and the training we offer results in sculpted bodies that people can be proud of. And if you're used to taking pictures of Carol, here, I'm sure we would be glad to include Carol in some of our pictures. I think you could get some great pictures for your own personal collection with Carol, Jason and myself."
When they got to their vehicles in the parking lot, Terry asked for Ted's phone number. "It will be a few weeks, maybe even a couple of months before we're all ready, but when we are, I'll give you a call." They said their good-byes by having Carol engage Terry in a long and sensuous kiss - effective enough to cause him to get another hardon.
Connie gave Ted an equally passionate kiss. "See you later, I promise," she said as they parted.
Ted and Carol were quiet on their way home as they thought over the events of the day. Finally, Ted pulled off the road into a small roadside park. He shut off the engine and turned to Carol. "I love you so much!" he said as he drew her into his arms. "When you let your slut come out and play I am overcome with eroticism. It is so sexy to be married to a wife who can become so slutty. I loved it when Terry called you his black cock whore and you visibly reacted to that and then had an orgasm as you heard yourself described that way. It is so erotic to see you totally engulfed in the throes of sexual passion with another man with the full knowledge that what we have between us is way over and above that so that I can see you lost in extreme physical sexual passion with some other person, yet know you are mine and I am yours. When you let your slut out to play, you are sex in its purest form. It is a total turn on for me beyond anything I ever could have imagined."
They embraced and kissed passionately. Carol understood what Ted was trying to say. Letting her slut come out to play raised her own sense of sensuality above and beyond anything she could have imagined. Yet, even if her play included another man, the sensual relationship that was heightened was not between herself and her lover but was between her and Ted. They were each trying to drive the sexual excitement to an ever higher pitch and were doing it for one another. They could almost feel bad about using a third person to drive their sexual excitement to a new high, except that the third person also received pleasure from the experience. For both Ted and Carol, it was a euphoric experience but without the use of mind altering drugs.
They must have stayed parked there for twenty minutes assuring one another of their love before they broke apart and Ted started up the truck and continued on the way home. A little farther
into their trip, Ted said, "You know, that talk about including Jason in pictures for our private collection means he was thinking about sandwiching you in a double penetration."
"I know," said Carol. "I think we need to start right away in preparing me for it. We'll need to have anal more often. I'll need to work on relaxing myself down there. And I think I'll want to use progressively larger dildos and butt plugs on myself so that I can take Terry's big black cock, or Jason's if it's just as big or bigger."
"I agree," said Ted, "and I think it would be nice if we could find another guy to join us a couple times so that you have had some experience with two guys DPing you. We didn't get Don's phone number or anything and that beach was far enough away I'd like to find someone closer. Besides, days at the beach this summer are coming to a close."
They drove on, giving it more thought. They were almost home when Carol said, "The paperboy." There had been an article in the newspaper about their paper carrier. He was "retiring" after delivering papers for over six years to the people on his route. He had graduated from high school and would be going to a technical school in the area, but would no longer be delivering papers, starting in September. "He's a nice guy and seems to be responsible. I'm not sure that he is that confident with girls, though." said Carol. "Maybe instead of looking for a guy at the beach, we should look closer to home and check the paperboy out. I could teach him how to be a good lover, and we could invite him to join us when I needed to be all fucked out or when we wanted to have an actual Double Penetration."
"It's worth a try," said Ted. The Try looked like this:
On Saturday mornings Larry, the paper carrier, would come to his customers to collect for the week's papers that he had delivered to his customers. When Larry came to their door, Carol answered the doorbell wearing a micro bikini underneath a fitted dress shirt. She was wearing a pair of "fuck me" platform heels. The shirt was open and Larry got a very good frontal view of Carol as she answered the door. She greeted him: "Oh, hi, Larry, I was just about to go out into the back yard to catch a few rays. I saw the write up about you in the paper: Member of National Honor Society, going on to Tech School for medical imaging, sounds like you've set some ambitious goals for yourself. The way you have been so responsible in this paper carrier position, I'm sure you'll do well." As she was speaking, she bent her right leg throwing her hips to the left. Sweeping her open shirt behind her left hand, she casually placed that hand on her left hip. This left the vast majority of her front exposed.
The bottom was just a tiny triangle that covered her clit and her inner lips, but much of her vulva was exposed outside the inch wide triangle. Likewise, the triangles that covered her nipples were only an inch wide, covering her nipples, but leaving some of each areola exposed. The triangles were only an inch and a half from top to bottom, so most of her breasts were exposed. Larry was looking at her just as she hoped he would. She took off her shirt. "I just got this bikini for tanning. What do you think? Will I get a pretty good tan?"
"It sure doesn't cover much," said Larry.
"Do you like it?" she asked.
"I've never seen anything like it in real life," he said. "It's fantastic."
"Tell you what, I don't have anything on me - I'm talking about money here - let's go out back. Ted is working on a car and has his wallet with him. I'm sure he can pay you. Follow me," said Carol. She was virtually naked when viewed from the back: a single thin string across her hips with another vertical string that quickly disappeared into the crack of her ass. Then there was a thin string that went around her chest, securing the top of her suit. The strings that tied around her neck were hidden by her long blonde hair. As she walked through the house through the kitchen to the back door, she swung her hips seductively from side to side.
