Very little was said as Katie and Matt went to free Tony from exile in the sports bar. The only significant exchange between them was when he looked at her with a conspiratorial grin and arched eyebrow and commented, "No panties?" She grinned back, hugging his arm, "It seemed more convenient!" When they got back to their suite, however, the conversation was considerably more effusive.
Katie was first, saying with relief, "She certainly was under tonight again. I assumed that she would be, but things can happen. If anything, she was hotter tonight than she was last night. You two went wild when you were in her! I don't think that you have ever pounded into me the way you did into her tonight. I'll bet that her pussy will be swollen by tomorrow!"
"You're right! She was ready right from the start and stayed hot the whole time! For me, though, you contributed a lot to the excitement. When I looked over and saw you naked below the waist, I swear that my cock got 50% harder! I really didn't expect that."
"Well, I was embarrassed when I told you yesterday that I had my pants down and went off. I got over that when we talked about it and, since I knew that I would do it again, I just decided to make it easy. You know, I have such mixed emotions about all of this. I can't help but feel that we're taking advantage of Jane and what we're doing is just not right, but I balance that by knowing that she's getting what she wants and isn't being hurt. Anyway, as I said, I knew that I was going to...well, masturbate, I guess, while I watched you fuck her, so I decided to be naked down below. I actually thought of being completely naked, but I decided that that was too much."
"Damn, you looked sexy and I think that you might as well go the whole way tomorrow night. She won't see you and no one else is there, so, why not? Now, the important thing! Did you enjoy feeling her tits?"
"God's, I don't know of anything I've ever done that quite matched the feeling I got when I put my hand down and cupped her breast and felt her hard nipple against the palm of my hand! I was really afraid at first that my smaller and softer hands might make her uneasy despite my instructions, but there was no negative reaction. Oh, it felt good as I squeezed and fondled them and, even, tweaked her nipples. Her boobs really are nice -- so firm and resilient! The ones in the clinic were nothing like hers. They were even better than Janine's. I would have loved to have taken her nipple in my mouth, but the position was awkward -- reaching across you that way. Still, even without that, just feeling her boobs really turned me on! Of course, I'm sure that the situation and the illicit nature of what I was doing made it more exciting. I loved it!"
"Yeah, I could see that and I hated to stop you, but my cock told me that I needed to get on with what we were there for."
"Of course. I don't know long I would have stayed there if you hadn't brought me back to reality. One really good thing about tonight: I was able to get right down low and I got a very clear view of her pussy when she drew her legs up. I could see her entire pussy and I was shocked at how open and red it was. It's the first time I've seen another woman's pussy when it was aroused, so I have nothing to compare it with, but it was obvious that she was hot and ready!"
"She certainly was ready and, as you said, she was wild later. I'm sure that a large part of her arousal is the result of both her urgent desire to get pregnant and your having removed the tension that limited her. I doubt that she reacts this way every time she and Tony have sex. I guess that it's too bad that he isn't having an opportunity with her when she's like this, but I'm certainly reaping the benefits!
"Before I forget it, there is one other thing. When you quit feeling her tits, I ran my hand down through the hair and felt her clit and cunt before I moved down between her legs, just as Tony said that she would expect. If you want to feel her cunt tomorrow night after playing with her tits, I don't see any reason that you couldn't. I doubt that she would notice anything unusual down there if she didn't react differently to your hand on her breasts."
To her shocked surprise, Katie found herself blushing as she hesitantly replied, "I...I thought of that when I saw your hand go down over her stomach. I can't believe myself, but the idea of feeling her pussy excites me. Damn, my first roommate, Cathy, was a lesbian but I never had the least desire to touch her! Our friends, Julie and Susan are lesbians and, to me, they are just that, friends and nothing more. They visit with us and stay in our guest room just like any other couple and I never even think of them sexually! Yet, here am I, hot and bothered about feeling Jane's boobs and, probably, her pussy."
"Well, you're the one who took all of those psych courses and did all that clinical work, so you're bound to analyze and worry about your motivations. My simple evaluation is that you're in a very sexy situation and are reacting in a completely normal way. I suppose that, professionally, you should stand aside, mentally, watch me fuck her and, clinically and coldly, judge how well your programing works without getting personally involved. However, we're not in a lab. You're not standing behind a one-way glass wall watching anonymous subjects perform sexually!
"In the privacy of a bedroom you're standing a foot or so from where your husband is fucking a very attractive, naked woman! That could infuriate you or not mean anything to you -- or you could just be curious about what she feels like. Or, maybe, you're having latent desires surface. Put your professional, inquiring mind aside and quit analyzing yourself! You'll probably never be in a situation like this again, so, if, for whatever reason, you want to do something, do it! You can psychoanalyze yourself later!"
Katie sat there for a few minutes, absorbing Matt's emphatic statement, and finally replied, "I know that you're right, and when we were in their stateroom, I was really excited and my only concern was being careful so she wouldn't be disturbed by my different hands. When I saw you feeling her pussy, I wanted my hand to be there. However, that was then and this is now, and feeling her like that bothers me because it seems perverse, something I really shouldn't do. 'Should' and 'shouldn't' -- terms that dominate our lives. Anyway, tomorrow night I'm certain that 'should' will win and, afterwards, I'll reason, or rationalize, out an explanation that will make it ok."
The following morning a bubbly and happy Jane, followed by a less enthusiastic Tony, tracked them down at breakfast. It was an odd grouping in terms of their trains of thought. Jane was over the top in her optimism. As she confided to Katie later, her test that morning showed that she was either already fertile or soon would be so. "The strip showed that the egg has left my ovary or is going to soon." She giggled, "I still feel like a chicken when I say that! Anyway, you've done wonders. I felt absolutely no tension last night again and everything was perfect. If I get pregnant and it's a girl, I may name her Kathleen!"
Katie has the most unusual reaction, real joy as she shared that moment with Jane, combined with a feeling of guilt as she thought of what she had done and what she contemplated doing. However, her guilt was leavened by the realization that, she hoped, Jane would end up with her greatest desire.
Matt had no more than a twinge of guilt. Maybe that was so because as some (feminists, particularly) would say pejoratively, "Just like a man." Actually, it was more than that because he knew that he was doing just what she needed. In reality, however, right or wrong wasn't in his mind as he looked at her. Running through that mind was the picture of her lying naked on the bed. He thought, "Damn, I fucked her two nights in a row and I'll do it again tonight!" Looking at her, he pictured her bare tits, her triangle of pubic hair -- everything. In addition, he had the tantalizing picture of Katie feeling another woman. He had no room for negative thoughts.
Tony was the only one who really had to feign happiness and excitement as they sat there. He was not one of those men who was aroused by the idea of another man having his wife. Knowing that Matt, sitting across from him, had fucked Jane twice and was going to do it again that night -- even for the best of reasons -- was depressing. Fortunately, Katie had eased it for him by helping him to see Matt as a sperm provider, not a lover.
However, he had another problem. Here he was on a pleasant cruise with his loving wife -- and he hadn't been able to screw her himself. She was being fucked, lovingly telling him how good it had been last night, unknowingly rubbing the proverbial salt into the wound. When lying beside his wife his cock was hard, but her cunt was off limits. Still, he did his duty and tried to match Jane's happy attitude and succeeded surprisingly well when they were together.
Four people sitting together but with each looking at the same events in a very different way. However, they each tried to meld their own feelings with those of Jane and the result was a rather jovial atmosphere at their table. Actually, of course, they all had the same ultimate goal, getting Jane pregnant, but coming at it from different directions.