I'll Be Here When You Need Me
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Josh and Evie Winterton enjoyed their lives to the max. Josh traveled for a haulage and distribution company that had big-name supermarkets and convenience stores on its client list. Juliet ran a beautician company that had expanded to include a small sports complex with a gym and pool. They lived well and partied hard when they were together at a weekend. They did that with friends.
What their circle of loved ones and friends did not know was that the Winterton's also liked to swing; to attend select parties that were by invitation only. There, they could agree that they could choose whom to live it out with; to pursue 'their wayward fantasies' they would joke. It might only be to join in, perform oral sex on a fellow player, or share the simple physical pleasure of being there with others in that way. And then, there were times when they were seduced into setting their wilder spirits free and they would consent, give fully of themselves to another. What they did, they always told each other. They spoke out the full story, the details often a spur to a reunion, or re-bonding, love session when they got home. They were like the moth attracted to the flame, but they never got so involved with someone else that it put their marriage at risk.
On his business trips, Josh had the opportunity to make contact with other groups. He could usually find one that brought him into the company of those that pursued their tastes in these ways of it.
Evie was his soulmate. What she loved in the swinging scene horrified her dearest and only sister, Juliet. She lived in the southwest of England, near Plymouth, and would live for weeks at a time alone when her husband, Max, was overseas for a telecoms company. The money was too good to give up but, for Juliet, a full bank balance was no compensation for her loneliness. Evie's quiet suggestion that she joined a swinger's club fell on deaf ears.
'I've got another idea,' Evie said one evening as she and Josh ate a late supper following his return from a trip. The conversation had turned again to Juliet.
'Tell me when we're in bed, darling. I'm tired, but not too tired to show you how much I love being back at home with you. We can talk about anything you want later.'
'Knowing you, it will be much later,' Evie laughed, but she wouldn't let the matter rest.
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'I've been worrying about Juliet...how it is that with Max away, for so long, that she gets to be lonely and that I hear there's no easing up on when I call her.'
'Like you do almost every day.' Josh drew her closer. 'Do we have to talk about it, go there just now?'
'Yes, or rather you could do that. You could go there when you're next down that way to see the horny new lady that you told me of.' Josh sat up abruptly as she mentioned it. 'Easy, lover! You said it was unreal, a plain-looking woman with a busty figure and with the energy to break you. I think I got that right?'
'But there's no emotional connection...'
'Just as it should be.'
'So where does Juliet fit into all of this?' He had Evie lie back against him and she again stilled his questing hands and fingers.
'It's been many weeks, eight or more since Max went away again and he travels about. She's getting lonely and she could do with your charm and good looks. Maybe you could take her out for dinner and have her feel special for a few hours. Do that as only you can.'
'Nothing more?' he asked, teasing her, 'not a little of this, or of that?' His fingers resumed their caresses as they spoke.
Evie again stilled their progress, even if she felt the renewed longing for him take hold in her belly; his questing touches to her pussy arousing a wet flush that would make it easy for him to take her once more, with minimal need for foreplay.
'You could call in to see her and maybe stay for a night? She said there's lots of space and you'd not feel closed in or have to worry about her. I just think that Juliet's wants company and that she wants to break out of the spiral of loneliness that she talks about so often.' Evie turned and reached out to draw him into a kiss. 'You'd be helping me as much as her. I don't know what to say to her anymore that is of any help...'
'Go join a club and get laid,' he laughed softly in reply to that.
'Oh sure, as if I haven't done that already!'
'Is it so crazy? With Max so far away he'd never find out how she found some company, would he?' He heard her sigh. 'I know...I know, those ways just aren't for her. 'I love you but also want to know someone else...have some no-strings fun,' he finished. Doing so brought Trish, his new interest down in the West Country, to mind.
A text or two from Ben Ellacott had asked him when he would next be down their way and join them on a special night. 'You could pick up where you left off with one eager lady!'
Evie broke into his thoughts of Trish, the woman's sexual hunger something quite new and unquenchable it often seemed. She soon helped him get through the pack of condoms he always took to Ellacott's gathering.
'Well, what about it? You could call in and see Juliet when you're down there?'
'My usual hotel is an hour's drive away, in Exeter,' he answered, his voice lacking any enthusiasm.
'Then go and stay with her,' Evie laughed as she had finally brought him to where she hoped to persuade him to agree. 'You'd be the company that she needs, and you would save on the hotel bill. Play it right and no one will know you've even been there.'
'And in that way save her any embarrassment?'
'Yes, it goes something like that.' Evie felt him move to stand up and she went to the far end of the bath. She heard a squeak as her knees turned, even on the porcelain surface, and she looked at him. 'I'd understand if you got lost over her after taking her out to dinner and then allowing Juliet to let go, to let go completely.'
'Jeez, I don't think so! She's attractive in her particular ways but she's your sis and so she's out of bounds, even to players such as us...me, anyway.'
