A totally fictional story, I started months ago and could not finish. It could fit in a few different categories. I will just go with Loving Wives this time, as it is about Erin getting Hank in another crazy situation, they just keep getting crazier. All fictional characters are over 18. I have read this back many times and found mistakes, and there probably is more I missed. I am not an English Lit Major. Comments on the story are always welcome.
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Erin was at it again, she and I were at her high school reunion, and back with some of her friends.
She seems to have her drinking under control, I did not expect her to not get a buzz on for the dinner dance, but I could see it in her eyes that she was up to no good with her friends. She was all over me on the way home, telling me that her friends all thought I was hot. She even told me that they wanted to get together, one was married the other divorced. The married one wanted to do a couples thing, the divorced one was more interested in the extent of our open lifestyle, both wanted to do something extra wild as we used to back in school.
I just shut up and let her go on, hoping she would forget about it but the next day, and I was right. It was a whole week before she brought it up again after she talked to the married friend Millie. She said that they talked about doing something as couples. She does not want to leave out Cindy though, her divorce, and the quarantine all hit her at the same time, and she is worried about her.
I had to ask, "OK, what's the scam my sweet, are you back to your old self again. I mean I don't mind, both of them are just stunning, but only one will have a husband there, you have me stumped."
"I don't have a scam, I wish I did, I like seeing you fuck my friends, and hey, I liked the setup you made, getting me fucked by one of your friends from work. You might be getting a little big-headed anyway, not every MILF in the world wants to fuck Hank, just the loose, and horny ones. You lucked out on the young model deal, that surely was a once-in-a-lifetime deal you got there. I can't even tell that story to anyone, and you should not either, there is no way we would be believed."
"I keep that stuff to myself, my friends are usually complaining about their spouses, as I am sure yours do. For me to say I fucked even a part-time model like she is, would be a no-win, whether they believe me or not. You and your hen friends have a different credo. Let me know when you have a rough plan, I mean now that we know we both like to see each other getting fucked, it is a different play-book we are going by, but remember, booze is not the answer to problems. Don't let that mega buzz you got at the reunion get you started again, drinking, and occasionally getting a good buzz on is OK."
"I will fill you in on their ideas, so far all I know is Cindy, she has one son, Sam, who is in college. She did well in the divorce, she was married to a surgeon who liked nurses, and not just the one he married. She got the beach house in the settlement, and it is no rustic one-room cabin like we went to with Ellie and Gus. It is pretty drive-able to get to as well, only about 2 hours, so it must be almost straight over to the coast."
It was a couple of weeks before things were put together, we were to spend a weekend at the place, still did not have an address, but it was in the Ocean City area. The weather is iffy there this time of year, it could be 50 or 75 degrees early in the spring, but they told her the place was big, and that it has a pool, and a hot tub, the tub can be used almost year-round. I questioned Erin again, and she swore that she was not involved, they are school friends, and not a member of her regular hen network. She said she didn't care what they planned she just wants us to get out of the house for a weekend.
Well the weekend came, and I was right, about where it was, and we had an address. We were going to meet them there. I was looking forward to it, because we had not even been going out to eat because of the virus, and we were getting stir crazy.
We got in about 7 PM that Friday, Cindy and Millie met us at the door. I was surprised by the fact that despite the population on the east coast in this area, it was pretty private, her husband bought three lots, and left the ones on each side wooded, and natural. The weather was good, and to be around 75 Saturday, and Sunday. It was just a little crisp from the Ocean Breeze, and from it getting dark, seeing the fire in the fireplace about the same time I saw the girls, was a delight.
They were in modest clothes, casual, I would not say sexy clothes, but they looked sexy anyway. I thought they were hotter than what I remembered from the dinner dance, in more formal attire. I was introduced, but Millie's husband was not anywhere to be seen, she later said he might be there later, or Saturday. Cindy asked me if I could work the Grill since I was the only male there at the present.
Cindy showed us to our bedroom, Wow, did we hit the jackpot, it was like a small suite with an ocean view. She said two of the three rooms have the view, and she gives them to guests because as she put it when you own a place like that, you enjoy the ocean so much you want to share it with guests. Then Cindy took me to the patio, Wow, again, big enough for the pool, and tub, wet bar, grill, and dining, and a sitting area. It was private, to the sides but with a wide-open ocean side, what a view. to light the grill, as Erin and Millie talked, I was hoping Erin got the story on why Phil, her husband was MIA, I knew she would. I decided, from what we were told, that everything was taken care of, just relax and enjoy. Sounded good to me.
We had some wine, and as I was in charge of the grill, Erin and Millie were putting the finishing touches on the dinner salad, potatoes and other vegetables. I was responsible for cooking three thick fillets medium-rare. Thank God, because I refuse to cook meat any more than medium. Cindy asked me if I minded if she watched me grill, that it was something her husband did, and she was going to have to learn to go it alone. She was just so sweet, I can never figure out what would make a guy sneak around on his wife, especially if they have an open marriage anyway. I looked at the steaks to gauge their thickness, and by the thickness, and the fact that they were seasoned with garlic, and near room temp, I told her 7-9 minutes. I was happy to see she knew how to prepare meat. This was fine with her, and she told me to grill them, and all else would be ready.
It was a nice dinner, great salad, twice-baked potatoes, with white cheddar, and my grilling got kudos that makes two things I am good at grilling and fucking. I guess I approach them the same way, you have to find the right recipe, and follow it. I use Bobby Flay's grilling tips but have my personal style when it comes to fucking, you have to make love to them, maybe not every time but enough to keep your relationship strong. I try to make love to Erin at least a couple of times a month now that she is sober, we just fuck in-between. I would like to think since I am not a fit guy, looks are average, cock, well I claim it is average, but who knows. Let's just say my cock seems to please most women, even some that are not just desperate for a fuck. I seem to make the woman Erin sets me up with happy.
I am really lucky to have Erin, she is not just a hot number that likes to watch me have sex with her friends. She loves me, it is just that she makes some bad decisions for herself if she is too drunk. She has even fucked someone without me knowing in that state. That is not what our open marriage is about, it's about no cheating.
Her friend let it slip to me or I might not have found out, but she did not deny it and confessed to how she remembered it. She walked in on her friend's husband standing naked, watching porn and jerking off. Claims that her removing her clothes too, was to make him not so embarrassed, and that led to her letting him use her as a fuck toy.
When she finally went back to the party she walked in the room naked, cum-coated, with some running down her legs. Her friend Ellie, his wife tried to put the blame totally on him, and tried to defend her by saying, "She was out of it, came back, carrying her clothes back to the party, she was so drunk she needed help to put them back on."
What bothers me the most is her doing this right in front of her friends, now that should have been embarrassing enough for her to know she had a drinking problem.
Enough with the past though, and back to our weekend plans.
I was not too worried when I found out I was the only man, I was more concerned about keeping Erin buzzed, but not drunk.
After such a nice dinner, and after cleanup, we all freshened up and came back to the living room, and the roaring fire. Cindy and Millie had told her not to worry about clothes, swimsuits normally for day time in the pool or hot tub, night time is optional, and that she had a bunch of terrycloth robes that can be worn with or without anything under them. We were about to find out what she meant.
She said that it was time to freshen up, and dress for a time around the fire, that all we need were the robes in the closet of the bath. Erin and I got back to our room and checked the closet, we were pretty curious. The closet contained half a dozen fluffy terrycloth robes. I looked at Erin, and she just made a, it is what it is look. We jumped in the shower together, it was awesome, one of those with a dozen shower heads, room for 4 or 5 in there. We dried off, Erin fixed her hair, it was good to get the travel feel rinsed off. Erin took the nude option under the robe, I had my trunks on for the hot tub, I hoped. I just did not feel right going back to the main room in only a robe, being I was the only male. I say that, but it's not like I have not been naked in front of Erin's friends before, once, after many Jaeger shots, I was talked into stripping in front of her entire drunken hen party, consisting of several extremely horny MILFs. I must admit, I was compensated (in-kind) well for that performance.
We all met in the main room, Cindy and Millie were already there, sitting on the couch, in front of the fireplace, just sitting in their robes. A bottle of wine sat on the end table, and there was a glass for each of us. I was also glad to see a bong sitting there, a bag, and a lighter.
Cindy filled our glasses and then sat down, things were silent for a few moments. Cindy then spoke, rich people are so formal. "I am so glad the three of you were able to come, as you know I have had a tough year, kind of in a place in my life that I am not sure what I want for the future, so I am being careful not to make any commitments.
I had so much fun at the reunion talking about high school, and how much fun we had being carefree, and slutty at times. Erin was pretty loose-lipped at the reunion and told a couple of stories about her marriage, and how much she loves you Hank, but she also told us about some of the things the two of you have done. After the reunion, Millie and I talked, and that's what led us to see if you guys wanted to get together, and get more than just a little crazy."
Cindy continued, "Millie and Phil have been here a few times during my, what I thought was a happy marriage. It sounded to us that we all lived by the same rules, which are have fun, have sex with males or females, but no sneaking around. It seems to be working for two of my friends, but not me, my husband could not get his rocks off unless he was cheating. I hope Millie's husband Phil makes it, but, and I am just repeating what you tell me, correct me if I am wrong Millie, but he puts his work and struggles to get rich first, as he thinks that is how you obtain happiness. I can tell you money is nice but it is not happiness.
But Phil is a good guy, hopefully, he can break away tomorrow, and join us. He is funny, and a lot of fun, and he has fucked my brains out right here in this room. Not to mention in the pool, in the hot tub, and even once on the beach on a dare. But always with Millie's blessings and most of the time with her watching or joining us. Don't be afraid of suggesting anything, and don't be afraid to object to something, it is kind of the black ball concept, if one objects, we do something different. Let's have fun, and light the bong."
Well, that was quite a speech at the time, I looked at Erin, and she gave me her lets party look. We started passing the bong. I was taking tokes and checking out Erin's High School Friends. Cindy, a hot blond like Ellie, but not petite like her, I could tell at dinner she was a big, but fit girl. Nice breast, big, looked like a girl you could grab by the shoulders and just hold on. Millie, dark hair, pouty lips, small waist, very similar to Erin but not quite as fit.
