After cancelling the membership at the resort, we spent some time at home, to reconnect, and talk over what had happened. We agreed the seed had been planted by poor communication, and watered with a large dose of jealousy. Claire admitted her anger had got the best of her, and we made an appointment for counseling, both separate, and together. It was helpful, the counselors gave us insights we hadn't considered, and after a month they sent us home with the tools to hopefully prevent another outbreak. While we were at counseling, we put off joining another club or resort, but now that we were finished, the subject came back up. Claire's outlook on sex had changed a lot, and she said she missed our friends, for both the sex and the socializing. For my part, I was willing to try again, so we brought up the website that Cassie had told us about, and checked it out.
It was an older resort, with rustic log cabins, but the pool and lounge areas looked nice. Unlike the other resort, which was on a sizable lake shared by other owners, this one was totally on private property. It had a much smaller lake, and hiking trails. Also, it allowed couples only, no singles. Overall, it looked nice, and we knew several of our friends had joined. We decided to give it a try, and booked a weekend as guests.
During the time in counseling, our lovemaking had started out with some hesitancy on both our parts, but steadily grew in intensity until we were once again at ease with other. Claire seemed determined to make up with me, and I was happy, very happy, with the outcome. After all, what husband wouldn't like his wife walking up to him as he sat in his chair and getting on her knees, then pulling out his cock to suck him off. Now, unless I told her not to, she would swallow my load, every time. In return, I would go down on her, licking her clit, and fingering either her pussy or asshole. Sometimes I would change it up, and tongue her ass while finger-fucking her. She loved it either way, having two and sometimes three orgasms before I would stop. Then I'd fuck her in a variety of positions before cumming myself. Like most men my age, I'd have to go for a while before I could cum, a nice bonus for both of us. So, with a renewed sense of passion firmly in place, we set off for the weekend.
Once we were there, it was the usual ritual of signing waivers and acknowledging rules, then we were given the keys to our cabin. At this resort, a network of roads allowed us to drive to and park at our cabin. Poor Gus, I thought with a grin, no more enticing women into his van. I remembered watching Claire with him, on her first tentative step into swinging, and how exciting it was to watch her. My cock twitched, to remind me it was still an arousing thought. Our cabin was tucked away in the trees, and I noticed that the cabins were sited in such a way that you really couldn't see the others. Nice and private, just right for discrete encounters. I was liking this place better already. After we unpacked, we undressed, slipped into sandals, and set off for the pool. I threw a towel over my shoulder, while Claire had on a sheer white beach robe, that she left open in front. Holding hands, we made our way to the pool.
The bar was run by a single bartender, no waiters, so I collected drinks, and we settled down under an umbrella in a couple of lounge chairs. We had come early, and there were few others around. Most would drift in later in the day. There was one other couple at the pool, and they came over to introduce themselves. Barbara and Larry were a few years younger than us, and from a city a hour away. They had been members for over a year, and were very helpful in answering questions about the place, questions that weren't addressed on the website.
"Yeah," Larry said, "the owners had just built several new cabins, then we get this influx of new members, all of them from another resort. Worked out great for the owners, and also for the existing membership, lots of new people to get acquainted with, if you know what I mean?" He winked when he said this. I liked Larry, he was very easy going. I had lost 20 pounds in the last month, but even so, I outweighed him by several pounds. Typical skinny guy, all knees and elbows, and like a lot of skinny guys, had a long cock. I had caught Claire glancing at it, of course.
Barbara, on the other hand, seemed very interested in Claire. I noticed that whenever Claire would move, Barbara would stare hard at her tits, her gray eyes gleaming with lust. As far as a I knew Claire had never been with another woman. Our friend Cassie often teased her, making lewd comments about getting her in bed, but Claire always laughed them off. She seemed oblivious to Barbara's yes devouring her, but I made a mental note to keep an eye on things. Seeing Claire with another woman would be incredibly hot, especially Barbara. She tall and statuesque, with an all-over tan. Her long salt and pepper hair was matched by a large pubic bush of the same color. Unlike Claire's generous hips, Barbara had narrow hips. but her tits were almost as big as Claire's, topped with tanned red nipples.Her face reminded me of a hard-edged Barbi Benton, but her body was that of an Amazon.
Other couples were starting to arrive, and we waved to some friendly faces, such as Cassie and Bill, and Will and Darla. Once again, I smiled to myself, remembering how Will had helped Claire live out a fantasy, covering her with his large hairy body while driving a rather large cock into her. My own cock must have been reacting, because suddenly Larry leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"Hey Art, whatcha thinking about, you just got a hard one." I snapped out of my trance, and became aware that Larry still had his head close to mine. Claire and Barbara were deep in conversation, and didn't notice what Larry was doing. I wasn't completely sure what he was doing, but I had a good idea.
"Oh, just saw friends of ours. The big guy over there, Will, I watched him with Claire one time at the old resort. It was pretty hot." I kept my eyes forward, and soon Larry sank back into his deck chair.
"Yeah, I bet it was." He sounded almost disappointed. Just then, my phone vibrated, and I saw I had a text, from the president of the college. I saw he needed me to call, so I excused myself, and went to our cabin to make the call. It took several minutes. Finally, I was able to get away, and started to head back to the pool. I had just come out onto the path by the road, and on past our cabin, I saw Larry and another guy> They had walked past, had their backs to me, so didn't see me. Something made me stop, and I watched them turn into the entrance to another cabin. I waited a couple of minutes, and followed them. The door to the cabin was closed, of course, so I edged up to a side window. Looking in, my suspicions were confirmed, Larry and the guy were standing in the middle of the room, locked in a kiss and groping each other's ass. As I stared, I could see that they were rubbing their cocks together. I had never been interested in gay sex, at all, but something about the scene was strangely erotic.
As I watched, they broke off the kiss and went over to the bed, and got in, head to toe, and began sucking each other's cocks. I was rooted to the spot, and couldn't stop watching them. It was my first time seeing two men together, and I was amazed that my own cock was rock hard. They sucked each other for a couple of minutes, and I wondered if they were going to finish each other that way, when the other guy got up, and pulled out the drawer by the bed. Larry had rolled onto his hands and knees. The other fellow came up with a tube, and squirted clear gel on his hand, then smeared it all over his cock. Then he applied some to Larry's ass. I was almost holding my breath. My God, I thought, he is going to actually fuck him in the ass. I'd heard the jokes and insults about that very thing in college, but had never looked at it in a magazine, or watched it online, but there it was right in front of me.
The guy got on the bed behind Larry, and pointed his cock at his ass, then pushed forward. For a second, nothing happened, then Larry gasped as the guy lurched forward. He was in, his cock was in Larry's ass. I took hold of my own cock, and watched as the guy started pumping, fucking Larry with long deep strokes. Larry's eyes were closed, he looked like he was really enjoying it. Pretty soon, the guy went faster, and even through the glass I could hear the slap as his skin met Larry's. He gave Larry about a dozen strokes, then pushed it in and held it.
"Aw fuck, there it is." I heard him say. Obviously, he was cumming inside Larry's ass. I crept away, me hard cock swinging back and forth in front of me.
