A Closing Celebration - Friday

Being at a secluded table allowed us to talk freely, and Barb asked some very explicit questions.

"Is there anything you won't do? Anything off limits.

"We won't force anyone to participate if they don't want to," Kim said.

"Yeah, consent is key," I added.

"Pain is dicey; neither of us is into S&M," Kim offered. "Light pain is ok, but whips and chains are out."

"Light pain?" Barb asked.

"Nipple or clit clamps, spankings, things like that," Kim explained. "We have this device; it's like a TENS machine your chiropractor might use. It's fun. Clamp it on your nipples, and it sends low voltage through you. I cum so hard. You should try it sometime."

"I do love a little rough play on my nipples."

"Kids," I interjected, "no one under eighteen."

"But the age of consent is sixteen," Barb interjected.

"Yeah, but that is a real gray area," I explained. "I could have sex with the girl, but if I take a picture of us doing it, that's child pornography. Ain't going to happen."

"Family?" Barb asked a little sheepishly.

"Oh, I think we've both fucked cousins before," Kim answered.

"Not with any closer relations?"

"I can't speak for Brad, but the opportunity has never presented itself. If it ever did, I don't know, I wouldn't discount it. I guess it depends on the situation. That said, I have watched and been watched by close family members."

"Not to my knowledge," I added, "other than my cousin Janine and me carried on a torrid affair in college."

"You guys don't see anything wrong with that?" Barb asked.

"It's just sex. No one was hurt, no one was forced. The twins didn't rape me. It just sorta happened, and I eagerly fucked them. And I suppose the same went for Brad. We were all consenting adults. It was fun, and the societal taboo made it even better."

"I think more people have sex with a family member than admit to it." I suggested and then asked Barb, "What about you?"

"Ah.., well..., I did play with a couple of my cousins growing up. But it never was more than making out. We never really did more than that...; well..., I did jack off my cousin Sam once."

Barb looked like she wanted to say more and drank her wine.

"There was something more recent."

Barb turned to Nick, and her demeanor changed and took on a more serious tone.

"Nick, you've been straight with me since I discovered your infidelity. I told you then I was okay with what you were doing as long as you were honest with me. I believe you've done that, and I love you for it. In that spirit of honesty and trust, which I think is central to Kim and Brad's relationship and longevity, I need to tell you something. Something I was afraid to share with you."

"Love, you can tell me anything."

Barb glanced at Kim and me; her consternation was palpable.

"We are the last people to judge you," Kim said softly.

Barb took a deep breath and looked at Nick. Kim rubbed her back supportively, and Nick took her hand.

"The night I first tasted the other woman..., I mean, when I first tasted Kim on you, I was out of control. I had never been so horney and was insatiable. It didn't help we had done those shots. We were fucking like rabbits in the living room, the only light coming from the TV, and at one point, I thought I saw a movement in the shadows by the hallway door. I ignored it, and we continued. Then I mounted you reverse cowgirl as you lay on the chaise lounge. I was leaning forward, hands on your legs, and was grinding away on your cock when I looked up. That's when I saw her, Sara, standing in the shadows. She was wearing that half-tee she likes to sleep in and panties."

Barb paused to take a drink of her wine. The rest of us remained silent. Nick looked like a lightbulb had just gone off in his head.

"I don't know what surprised me more, that Sara was watching us have sex, that she didn't leave when she knew I saw her, or that I didn't react and yell at her to get out. Our eyes met, and we stared at each other momentarily; she stepped out of the shadows. As Sara moved into the flickering light of the TV, I could see she had one hand under her tee and the other moved inside her panties. An expression of deep arousal covered her face. My eyes were drawn to her hand as it moved steadily over her mound. I felt a surge of heat inside me, and I sat upright. I moved up and down your shaft in long strokes. If she wanted to watch, I wanted her to see your fat cock as it moved in and out of me. I got brazen, lifting myself up so just the tip of your head split my lips and dropped down again until you were completely inside me. She took another step forward, her eyes fixed on your cock as I rode it. Then her eyes closed, her mouth formed an 'O', and it looked like she moaned. But she made no sound. I came then and wasn't quiet, telling you and her I was cumming."

Barb's eyes were glazed over as she recounted that night. She mindlessly picked up her glass and took a sip of her wine.

"When my orgasm subsided, Sara moved closer, her panties were on the floor, and she had her fingers deep inside her pussy. As I watched Sara as she spread her feet apart and repeatedly plunged her fingers into her cunt. I feared you'd see her, and I didn't want this to stop. I leaned back on my hands to shield her from you. I wanted her to see every bit of what you were doing to me as my pussy slid up and down your shaft. I can't explain what I felt then; as I leaned back, I opened myself to Sara. I didn't know what she would do, but I wanted her to do it. One part of my brain said I shouldn't do this with my eighteen-year-old daughter. But another side, the stronger side, said to go with it; we both wanted this. Then, instead of imagining you with some other woman, I imagined watching you fill her with your cock. It almost overwhelmed me."

"Sara pulled off her t-shirt and moved right up to us. Her naked body flushed with arousal, her nipples hard, and her breathing rapid. She performed for me as much as I did for her. She rubbed her tits and pinched her nipples. She pumped her fingers into her pussy and stared into my eyes. I thought that if she hadn't already cum, she would soon. No sooner did I have that thought than her body shook, her eyes closed, her mouth opened, and once again, no sound came from her trembling lips. When she opened her eyes, she took her fingers out of her pussy and showed me her wet hand as it glistened in the light of the TV. She seductively licked her cum from her fingers. I moaned and came again. "

Barb took another drink from her glass and finished it. I poured her more and noted the flush on her neck and breasts. At this moment, I was again thankful for the privacy of our table.

"You said you were getting close, and you reached up and grabbed my tits. Your hips pumped, and the tempo of our fucking increased. Sara stood inches from our legs and watched us as your orgasm approached. My head was back, and then I felt her wet palm just above my mound. I picked my head up, and she looked me in the eyes as she flicked my clit with her thumb. She smiled and rubbed it faster. My hips bucked wildly, and you said you were coming. My orgasm exploded as I felt your cum pulse inside me and our daughter rubbing my clit."

"Our orgasms were so intense, and our motion so wild, you popped out of me as you continued to cum. I felt some splash down on my belly. I also heard a barely audible gasp as you did. Sara kept rubbing my clit for a few moments, and then I felt your cock slide back inside me. When I recovered enough from my orgasm and finally picked up my head, she was gone."

Barb never took her eyes off Nick through her telling of the story. Now that she had finished, she glanced down and took a larger drink of her wine.

"That was her shadow I saw," Nick said softly. "I thought and felt someone else in the room. But we did those shots, and I was pretty drunk. So, when you didn't react, I didn't either."

"I don't know why, either. It was so... hot."

"I felt her when I was cumming. I thought I was hallucinating. When I slid out of you, I felt a hand grasp me and pump my shaft. Then I felt her lips quickly slide over my head and partway down my cock. She stroked me fast, and her lips held me tight as they moved up and down my shaft. She sucked hard, her tongue swirled around my head as I pumped the last of my cum into her mouth. I could feel her swallow as I came. When I finished, she continued to suck and jack my cock. Then she pulled off and kissed and licked the head before pushing it back inside your pussy. It was so surreal that I thought I imagined it all. When I looked, no one was there. Then I fell back and dozed off or passed out. I don't know. The next thing I remember was you taking me to the bedroom. I don't remember how much time passed, but I do remember we talked and had sex again. "When I woke the next morning, it was all fuzzy, but flashes of the memory returned. I tried to understand what happened, but I didn't believe it could be anything more than a dream. Now it all makes sense."

As Nick recounted what happened, Barb became flushed and trembled. As he described the end of his orgasm, Barb cried out softly, "Oh my god..., I'm..." and then her body convulsed. Kim grabbed her around the shoulders and held Barb's trembling body. Then she collapsed into Kim, who tried to soothe her. As tears flowed from Barb's eyes, Nick and I looked on with concern.

"Are you ok?" Kim asked apprehensively.

"No," Barb said, breathless and disgusted.

Barb stayed in Kim's embrace as she regained her composure.

"No. I don't know. It's just..., we were always taught it was so wrong. But it didn't feel wrong. And...., and..., How can I be ok? I mean..., I just had an orgasm from hearing my husband describe what our daughter did. How is that right? I'm her mother, shouldn't I have stopped her. But I didn't because it felt so good. Fuck, what am I?

Barb was deeply conflicted with the events of several weeks ago and the last few minutes. Kim comforted Barb, Nick held her hand, and I stayed quiet. The waiter returned to see Barb's head on Kim's shoulder as my wife held her close. I asked him to give us a few minutes, and he left. As I looked at Kim consoling our friend, I regretfully had the selfish thought that I just wasted several hundred dollars on a suite we may not use. As Kim's soothing words calmed Barb, I pushed that thought out.

"You're a human. And we humans are complex beings. Our feelings and needs do not always fit within the constructs of what our current society might think is right or proper. Societal norms are fleeting; you did nothing wrong. Sara made a choice to watch you. You then made a choice to let her. Those choices escalated, and you both continued to make choices. What happened happened, and it sounds like you all enjoyed it. Then you had second thoughts; that's natural, but remember, you are both adults and were not coerced into taking the actions you did. And I disagree that you should have stopped her. She is an adult, and it's not your place to stop her. It's your place to counsel, guide, and support the choices she makes as best as you can. Have you talked to her about this?"

"No," Barb said shakily and sniffled.

"I think that would be a wise and prudent thing to do." Kim glanced at Nick. "For both of you to talk with her about what happened that night. She may be feeling as conflicted as you are. I would also suggest that you keep this between the three of you. Chad maybe sixteen, but he is not an adult yet, so it may not be appropriate to include him. This is a private matter between the three of you."

Nick nodded in agreement. Barb had pulled herself together and sat up but remained in Kim's embrace.

"What if she..., But what if she wants to do more with us?"

"Then you deal with it as it arises. Try not to project stuff that may never happen. But remember what we said about consent; that means you, too. If you don't feel comfortable, tell Sara that. Don't do something because you think it will make her feel good or you don't want to disappoint her. Do it because you want to or don't; that is your choice. She will understand. Take a breath, it's alright. You're not anything other than Barb, a lovely and beautiful human being and, in my eyes, a wonderful person."

Barb wiped her tears, smiled, and gave Kim a big hug.

"Thank you."

Kim took Barb's face in her hands and kissed her softly.

"You're welcome. Now let's fix your makeup; it's kinda smeared."

As Kim helped Barb with her makeup, the waiter cleared our plates. He left us the dessert menus before politely excusing himself again. Nick and I perused the menu while the ladies finished. Then Nick put down the menu, picked up his wine glass, and tipped it at me.

"I knew there was a reason I liked you guys."

"Our pleasure."

"Barb, the desserts look amazing. Do you want to split one?"

The ladies had finished fixing Barb's makeup and picked up the menu. Barb's lips turned up in a mischievous grin.

"No, you get what you want. I need a chocolate fix right now and don't want to share."

Kim and I laughed, and Nick nodded with acceptance. When the waiter returned, we all ordered the chocolate mousse. I asked the waiter to have the dessert sent to our suite and bring the bill so I could sign it.

Nick and Barb turned to me with confused looks. But apparently, for different reasons.

"Hey! I'm paying for the champagne."

"No problem, give them your card, and they can split it out."

"What suite?" Barb asked, confused.

-- Save Tonight --

I glanced between Nick and Barb, "We thought it might be better to enjoy our desserts in a more comfortable setting."

"And private," Kim added. "If you're feeling up for it."

Smiles slowly replaced the confusion on Nick and Barb's faces as they realized what we had planned.

"Unless, of course, you'd prefer to eat your desserts here," I teased.

"Wait..., are you inviting us to...?"

"Yes," Kim's voice was soft and sultry.

That was the sexiest 'yes' I've ever heard, and Barb thought so, too.

"Oh, god, yes. We're good, right Nick? I'd like to get more comfortable. These are new shoes, and they're killing me. I can't wait to take them off."

"Then you'll need to keep yours on," I said to Kim with a shit-eating grin.

"What?" Barb looked confused again.

"Inside joke," Kim whispered to Barb, "I'll tell you later."

The waiter returned, and we explained the split. Nick gave him a credit card. Our wives whispered as we waited for him to return. Nick asked if we needed more wine, and I told him it had been taken care of. The waiter returned, and Nick took his card and signed his check, but I hesitated.

"Sorry, I don't know the number of our room. It's the Nelson Ludington Suite. Is that ok?"

"That's fine, Mr. Demmings; we'll take care of it."

"Thank you, Stephen. Your team did a great job. And please tell Chef Tobias and his staff that their work was outstanding and our food was perfectly prepared."

"Thank you, sir. I will. It's always a pleasure to serve you and Mrs. Demmings."

"Thank you, Stephen," Kim added graciously."

The waiter nodded and left. Barb turned to Kim.

"You guys sound like regulars. Do you come here often?"

"At least once a week."

Barb shook her head and took Kim's arm. They walked ahead, and Nick followed, and I followed Nick.

"I like the idea of a more intimate setting," Barb told Kim.

"So do I," Kim agreed and pulled Barb closer. "We'll get you out of more than those shoes."

Kim pressed her shoulder against Barb's as they walked arm-in-arm through the dining room to the hotel lobby. I smiled as heads turned to watch the two beautiful women saunter by. I signaled the hotel manager to send the wine and led our group to the elevator. As we entered, a young woman wearing a hotel uniform snuck in after me. The woman smiled politely as I told Nick to press the 3rd-floor button.

"You're going to the apartments, right? I need to go up there, too. Thanks for letting me hitch a ride; this elevator is so slow I'd have to wait ten minutes."

I nodded as the doors shut, and the elevator jerked as it slowly moved upwards. The glass elevator was small; Kim and Barb stood with their backs against the outer glass wall, and Nick and I flanked the hotel worker. She stood facing our wives. No sooner did the doors close than Kim turned to Barb and kissed her passionately. Barb moaned and melted into Kim's arms as they made out. The young `woman looked surprised and glanced at Nick and me before returning to Kim and Barb.

"Our wives, we can't take them anywhere," I joked.

The young woman shot me a glance but immediately turned back to watch Kim and Barb make out. Kim was not fazed that people on the street could see what she was doing, let alone the young woman standing next to them. Kim's hands began to roam over Barb's body as we slowly approached the second floor. A blush rose on the young woman's cheeks as Kim cupped Barb's ass with one hand and Barb's breast with the other. The woman stared as Kim massaged Barb's tit, not a foot in front of her. When Kim started to roll Barb's nipple between her fingers, Barb moaned loudly, and the young woman sighed softly.

"Fuck, that's so hot."

As we rumbled past the second floor, Kim reached out and gently, sensually took the young woman's hand. Kim looked into the woman's eyes and slowly brought the hand to her lips. Kim's lips softly brushed along the back of the woman's hand before she kissed it.

As Kim's lips caressed her hand, the woman appeared to hold her breath. She shivered and then took a sharp breath when Kim kissed her.

"You are lovely," Kim said to the woman.

"Mmmm, so are you," the woman said with a low, sexy voice.

The woman sighed and allowed Kim to pull her closer. Kim lowered the woman's hand to her chest and kissed her. The young woman eagerly joined our wives; she cupped Kim's breast as they kissed and caressed the bare skin along Barb's shoulders. Then Kim kissed Barb before Barb kissed the hotel worker. Barb massaged Kim's other orb with one hand and the woman's smaller breasts with the other. All three women moaned as they made out. Nick and I reached out and cupped the woman's ass cheeks. Her ass was soft but firm, and I felt it flex as I gently squeezed it. She moaned and pushed her butt out as I slid my hand between her legs. My fingers barely grazed her warm mound as the elevator rumbled to a stop.

The young woman quickly stepped back towards the door, flushed and breathing hard. Kim and Barb stopped making out and stood arm-in-arm. Kim smiled at the woman, and Barb looked on the verge of an orgasm. When the door opened, the woman turned and walked several steps into the hall. She stopped and turned back toward us. Nick and I followed as Kim and Barb exited next and approached the woman.

"What's your name?" Kim asked softly, even though the young woman wore a nameplate.

"Rebecca, but please call me Becky," her voice was low and breathless.

Kim smiled, but Barb seemed a little stunned by the elevator ride.

"Well, Rebecca, but please call me Becky; I'm Kim, this is Barb, and these two hunks are our husbands, Nick and Brad. Speaking for myself, I am thrilled you rode the elevator with us. It was a lot of fun."

Nick and I gave a single nod when we were each introduced. Becky smiled and laughed at Kim's wordplay but then nervously glanced around to see if anyone was near.

"It was," her voice more normal.

Kim motioned like she would reach out to Becky, but Becky stiffened.

"Cameras. We have cameras in this part of the hallway."

"Are there cameras by our suite?" Kim's voice was soft and sexy.

"What room are you in?'

"The Nelson Ludington Suite," I answered.

"Oh, well, that's not even up here. That's 1-oh-1 and on the first floor."