Prologue...
This is the first part in a long series and is intended mainly as an introduction. As a result sexual activity is minimal, but the pace does increase in subsequent stories. So please bear with the lack of sex here in part one. Thank you.
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While dining out with Bill and Rita one evening, the subject came up of how long it was since our one and only foursome. Close to two months. Way too long, especially since we all had such a terrific time. Since it was so long Rita suggested with the upcoming three day Labor Day Holiday weekend that we make special plans to spend it together. Have a sex-fest as she called it to make up for lost time.
After a short discussion we all eagerly agreed then strategized on the best place to spend it before settling on Bill's place.
So you'll know, Bill has a fabulous "Lincoln Log" home in the country. Log cabin house for those of you not familiar with the term Lincoln Log. Not a "cookie cutter" log cabin, but custom designed and built. A split level style home with the upper level consisting of three bedrooms and two full baths. Lower level is a wide open format that includes a great room, half bath, large open kitchen and adjoining dining area.
The back of the house has a covered deck the full length of the lower level that overlooks a beautifully landscaped yard with an in-ground pool and hot tub.
It's located on fifty acres of which most of the land is woodlands and the house is at the end of a quarter mile long driveway, or gravel road. Very remote. Privacy like you wouldn't believe since the nearest neighbor is nearly a half mile away.
I won't bore you with the details about how Bill could afford such a place, but it would be perfect for our long weekend together where absolute privacy would be a must.
We decided to spend three nights and days together beginning late on Friday and ending Monday afternoon on the Labor Day Holiday. Then we made a list of who would bring what as far as food and adult beverages. Cooking would be kept simple. Mostly things that could be prepared on an outdoor grill, all except breakfast. No sense wasting valuable time cooking fancy meals that could be better spent on other activities.
Once all the details were worked out we finished dinner and headed home with obscene thoughts in our heads about what could, or would be a fabulous sex-fest as Rita called it.
The Labor Day weekend couldn't arrive fast enough for all concerned. I spoke to Rita a number of times beforehand and she was excited, if not more so than I was about the long weekend together. Been a while since either one of us had a cock other than Bill or Walter's respectively. While we weren't complaining, the thought of yours truly getting it on with Bill again, and Walter and Rita doing the same kept us both in a full state of arousal almost constantly. As the old saying goes...variety is the spice of life.
Plus Rita wanted to fulfill her fantasy of a double ass-fucking. Which no doubt Bill and Walter would be more than happy to accommodate her.
Finally the long Labor Day weekend rolled around. Walter and I arrived first at Bill's place around 4:00 in the afternoon. Rita pulled in within minutes behind us. Bill greeted everyone and helped with unloading the cars. Food, beverages and personal belongings were all brought in the house.
We left our personal stuff at the base of the stairs to the upper level bedrooms so we could put away the food and beverages. Then we all gathered on the large outdoor deck. Bill got a beer for Walter and him and wine for Rita and I. Then he cooked hamburgers on the grill.
After we consumed the hamburgers we got down to establishing some "ground rules". First thing we agreed on is that clothing would be optional. Both indoors and out. Fortunately the weather was going to be hot for the long weekend, which made it perfect for using the pool and other outdoor activities.
Secondly we decided Bill and I would sleep together as well as Walter and Rita. Be a first for me literally sleeping with another man after being married to Walter for so many years. Too many to mention here. Walter too as far as sleeping with another woman.
Other than those two simple ground rules everything else was left to evolve on its own.
Since it was still early we decided to take a quick dip in the pool to cool off then sit in the hot tub to relax until the stars came out. Rita and I stripped naked and headed for the pool while Bill and Walter tidied things up on the deck first.
The pool water felt good on our naked bodies since it was still hot in spite of it being around 7:00. But it wasn't long before Rita and I began to get the chills from the cool water. When we did, we decided to vacate the pool for the hot tub, which Bill kept at a comfortable 90 degree temperature in summer.
I didn't mention in the previous posted stories about our first foursome that Rita is a redhead. About as red as they come. A "Carrot Top" as people with her naturally orange-red hair are sometimes described or called. Her pubic hair is naturally red also, and as I mentioned before, Rita has a very hairy bush. And as expected with most people with naturally red hair she has more than her fair share of freckles. About as Irish looking as they come. The combination of both, red hair and freckles, gives Rita the appearance of being a lot younger in age than she is. Late 50's.
In case your curious. I'm just the opposite of Rita, with very little pubic hair. As I aged it seemed to get even thinner. It's so sparse and fine that if you put your hand on my pubic mound without looking first you'd swear it was shaved. Plus my pubic hair is very light in color. Light brown or dirty blonde, so visually it even looks to be shaved at first glance because it's so light and fine.
We both exited the pool for the hot tub while Bill and Walter were just getting in the pool. After the chilly pool water the warmer hot tub felt good. The in-ground hot tub is enormous. It could hold ten people easily. In spite of that Rita sat right next to me. When she did it wasn't long before I felt her hand on my inner thighs. All while rubbing them ever so gently.
"I hope you don't mind?" she asked.
"Quite the contrary."...I replied. "Your hands feel wonderful. Maybe too good."
Rita smiled and kissed me. When she did her hand moved to my pubic mound and began rubbing it while one finger found it's way to my clit. When it did I spread my legs apart, which she took as an invitation to rub my clit even more than she already was.