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We were in another world when we were transferred from West Coast to Texas. Before, we only knew a couple of our neighbors and seldom saw them socially. At the time, we were in our early twenties. Our Texas neighbors were party a****ls and we were quickly assimilated into the group. We met the nearest neighbors during the first few days, found that they all drank a lot more heavily, and enjoyed partying very late.
Soon, we were invited to join the neighborhood gourmet club. The first club dinner was two doors away and started with a lengthy bout of appetizers and drinks. Later, we had a fine dinner with copious quantities of wine, then after dinner drinks. We staggered home very drunk.

My wife heard the other wives discussing what they called the 'hangover hots.' It seems that several of the couples (more used to a lot of booze) enjoyed heavy sex sessions, after either the gourmet dinners, or early the next morning. Jon, one of our next-door neighbors, my wife learned, was a real horndog. He also had a reputation for baking pot-laced brownies.

Several months later, Jon and Tina hosted the gourmet club dinner. As usual, there was a lot of preliminary drinking and the party lasted into the early hours of the morning. People finally began to filter out and I was ready to go home, but Kris, my wife, was flying high and wanted to stay. I could tell that there was no polite way to convince her to leave, so I kissed her and told her I was going to bed. I said that I would leave the door open for her.

I stumbled home, shed my clothes, and quickly fell asleep. Some time later, someone shook my shoulder and called my name. "Jeff, Jeff, wake up, wake up!"

I opened my eyes and saw Tina standing over me.

"You need to come help me get Kris home," she insisted. "She's really drunk and she needs your help to get home."

I came out of my alcoholic fog and slid out of bed, forgetting that I sleep nude. Tina took a step back when I stood up and faced her...weaving a bit.

"Guess I need to get dressed, I mumbled.

Tina shook her head. "Here let me help you."

She found my pants and a pair of house slippers and helped me get my legs into the pants while I sat on the edge of the bed. "That's all you'll need," she assured me. "Let's go get Kris."

Tina and I walked across the yards and up to their family room door together. She reached for the doorknob and stopped. "Oh shit, Jon, you son-of-a-bitch!" she cursed as she looked through the door's little glass pane.

Curious, I pushed Tina aside enough to peer through the glass to see what had upset Tina. My eyes opened wide as I saw Kris sprawled on my neighbor's sofa with her head in Jon's lap. My neighbor had one hand down her blouse and his other hand up her dress, obviously wetting his fingers in my wife's pussy. He had his pants open and his cock semi-stiff prick was lying alongside Kris' face.

Tina raised her fist to bang on the door, but I grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"Wait a minute," I whispered, "I want to see what he'll do."

Tina whispered back, "He'll fuck her if he can get his little cock hard enough. He's always been that way."

We stood unseen at the door for a few more minutes while Jon hiked up Kris’ dress and pulled her panties to one side, surveying her light brown bush and slowly fingering her. He managed to get her blouse unbuttoned and pulled her left breast out of her bra. I watched as he squeezed her 38C boob and pulled on her little pink nipple. My stomach tightened but my cock was twitching at the same time.

"That's more than enough for me," Tina rasped. I looked over at her and noticed that she had her right hand between her legs, pressed tightly against her own mound right through her dress.

This time, when she raised her fist to bang on the door, I didn't stop her. She whacked the doorframe and Jon jumped as if he'd been shot!

We both saw him zip up his pants and push Kris' dress back down before he hurried to the door.

The meek look on his face was laughable. He didn't know if I was going to slug him or hug him. Frankly, I was in no condition to do either one.

"I was just keeping Kris company until you got here," he tried to lie.

Tina pushed him aside briskly. "Yeah, we saw how you were keeping her company, stud," she barked. "We'll discuss that later."

Tina and I picked Kris up, one on each side, and gently lifted and carried her back across the yards, in our door, and up the stairs to our bedroom.

"Does she sleep like you do?" Tina asked me.

"Most of the time...unless it's really cold," I replied.

"Okay, help me get her out of her clothes then," Tina ordered.

We had no problem with her blouse because it was still mostly unbuttoned. I raised her up and removed her bra while Tina unzipped my wife's dress and slowly pulled her panties down her legs and off her now bare feet. I rolled Kris onto her side and pulled the sheet up over her inert form.

"I'll walk you home, Tina," I volunteered.

"Not necessary," she countered. "I know my way and there's nobody around this time of morning anyhow. Take care of Kris. Let me know what she has to say when she wakes up. If she wants to talk, have her call me anytime. I'm sorry about what happened. Jon just can't help himself sometime. Don't be too upset, okay?"

"I'm okay, Tina, don't worry about it," I half-lied.

**

The next morning, Kris woke up with a splitting headache. I got up but she just rolled over and groaned.

"What happened last night?" she mumbled. "I feel like I was hit by a train."

I looked down at her nude body and felt sorry for her. I wasn't feeling all that great myself, but I wanted coffee and something solid to eat.

"You partied a little too hard, I think. Time is on your side, you know. Take it easy and maybe you'll feel better by noon."

"How did I get home," Kris asked before I could retreat.

I looked into her bleary eyes and smiled. "Tina and I half-carried you home and then we put you to bed."

"I should have left when you did," she admitted. "After you were gone, Jon started getting crazy and he wouldn't let me leave until I had another drink."

Not wanting to get into the details of what had taken place, I headed for the door. "Take a nap and you'll feel better later on."

The world looked better after two mugs of coffee and a few slices of toast. I wondered what had happened after Tina went back home to confront Jon. That is when our telephone rang. It was Tina.

"Meet me on your back porch in a couple of minutes," she said curtly.

**

Tina was waiting when I opened the door to our back porch, carrying two cups and what was left of the coffee. She was wearing the short dress that she wore the night before.

"How is Kris?" Tina asked with concern in her voice. "Is she okay?"

"Yeah, she has a major hangover and is still sleeping."

Tina nodded. "Was she upset about what happened last night?"

"I don't believe she remembers a thing about it, frankly," I replied. "She just said that Jon got crazy and insisted that she drink some more. It seems that's about all she recalls."

Tina seemed relieved. "Maybe that's best then. I gave Jon a good tongue lashing this morning. I don't think it did any good, though. Before I was through, he had me on my hands and knees, and we were fucking like two rabbits! It's those' hangover hots that take charge after so much booze. I want to apologize again, for what happened...what you saw. I hope it doesn't spoil our friendship."

I thought about it for a few moments. "Well, since Kris doesn't remember any of it, and we were all pretty drunk, I don't see why we have to create a big scene," I finally stated.

"I'm so glad you are being so mature about it," Tina responded. "I really like you both and I want to stay friends. After all, I've seen you both naked, so what's the big deal, right?"

Her smile made me chuckle. "Yeah, when you woke me up, I wasn't thinking. I forgot that I was nude when I crawled out of bed. Don't bring that up to Jon, okay?"

"My lips are sealed," Tina promised, "but you know it might not be a bad idea to arrange a little get together where we can put everything on display and eliminate all the intrigue."

"What do you mean, Tina?"

"I'm thinking about hosting another party in a week or two with you guys and two other couples who have indicated that they enjoy sexy games sometime. We could have drinks and stuff and play some strip poker or something so that we all end up naked. Take the mystery out of the relationships, so to speak. What do you think?"

I smiled at her earnest expression. "So that would mean that I would get to see you naked, right Tina?"

"Hell, Kris and I are built so much alike; you have already basically seen me!"

"Still, it would be a nice treat to view the real you," I countered. "You've got more freckles. Who else are you thinking about?"

Tina grinned. "Petra and Sam are Europeans and they are very casual about things she's told me. Then, Kevin and Jessica from our couples bowling league. From what I've overheard, they like adult fun sometime."

"Fine with me, but you must promise to keep Jon under control and make sure we don't all end up smashed on the living room floor."

"Leave it to me," Tina confirmed. "I'll set it up with the others, then call Kris and talk her into coming...without giving away too many details."

We sipped our coffee and talked for a while longer, during which time I admired Tina's long legs and painted toenails. As she rose to leave, she leaned over to put down her cup and I got a quick glimpse of her firm breasts and the very top of a small, pink nipple.

"Yes, you really do look very much like Kris," I quipped as she stood up.

"Hell, you're almost as bad as Jon!" she replied sarcastically. "He's always looking down women's tops. Anyway, thanks for the coffee and thanks even more for being a good guy."

She leaned close and planted a soft kiss on my lips.

"You've got a nice big cock, too," she added over her shoulder as she stepped off my porch.

**

Later that day, I was out in the backyard clearing some brush from under the trees and I noticed Jon standing on his back porch. He was drinking a beer and watching me. I paused and waved him over. He went inside briefly and sauntered over with two beers in his hands.

"Hi neighbor," he began, "I brought you a beer, sort of as a peace offering."

I took the beer and clicked bottles with him. "Thanks, I can use a cold one right about now."

We stood in silence for a long moment before he spoke again. "I guess you caught me pretty good last night. I'm sorry for losing my cool and getting fresh with Kris. Tina really gave me a hard time about it. I guess you both saw me messing around, huh?"

"We saw enough, Jon," I agreed. "Shit like that happens sometimes when people have had too much to drink. If I was going to go ballistic, I would have done so last night, so don't worry about it. But keep in mind, you owe me one."

Jon took a sip of beer and looked up, smiling. "Yeah, I suppose I do, but Tina has a mind of her own. I can't tell her what to do or not do, you know."

"Kris is the same way," I replied seriously. In fact, Tina expressed some interesting ideas this morning when she shared a cup of coffee with me. Did she tell you what she has in mind?"

Jon shook his head. "Nah, she's giving me the silent treatment. After the "hangover hots" wore off, she's been a bit standoffish with me. What did she say?"

"She's planning to have a party soon. She talked about inviting two or more other couples plus us and playing some adult games. Tina’s planning to convince Kris to join the party."

"Damn, I can never figure out my wife. One minute she's acting like a prude and the next minute she's planning a hot party! I guess that's why I love her so much, she's unpredictable."

I had to laugh. "That's what she says about you too, Jon. I don't think she was expecting to bring me back to your house last night to observe you with your fingers up Kris’ pussy and your other hand feeling her tits."

"Oh, you saw that too, eh?" Jon stammered.

"Yes, I think we got back just in time. In another five minutes, I'm afraid you might have been in even deeper. By the way, did you ever get your limp prick into her mouth?"

Jon stepped back. "Damn, Jeff, I think the whole situation turned you on. It did, didn't it?"

I had to admit that I had many mixed emotions during and after the arousing event we watched.

Jon grinned. "Well, it looks like we both enjoy seeing naked women. Maybe Tina is planning another party just so she can show off for you and some of the other neighbors. I'm sure not one to complain."

I just had to goad Jon a little more to see what he would say. "So, Jon, you would welcome the opportunity to see Kris completely naked again, right? And you wouldn't mind having her suck on your cock and maybe get the chance to do even more?"

"I'd be lying if I said no," Jon admitted. "Kris is hot, you know. However, she was passed out last night, so she really didn't let me do anything; I saw the opportunity and I decided to take it. I doubt that she would do anything while aware. I know my little package wouldn't impress her."

"Well, Jon, I guess we'll just have to see what happens. Stay cool and don't tell Tina that you know anything about her party plans. If she's able to pull it off, we both might enjoy some unexpected fun."

Jon smiled and held up his hand for a high five. "Here's hoping all goes well," he proposed as our palms slapped together.

I decided to omit telling him that Tina kissed me that morning as she left my back porch.

**

A week or so later, I came home to find my wife, Kris, and our neighbor, Tina, in quiet conversation in our den. It was obvious that neither of them wanted me involved in their conversation. After a quick kiss hello from Kris, I retreated to my home office to finish some work.

I heard the gal's say goodbye about an hour later, but continued working. Kris came into the office and hugged me from behind.

"Enough work for tonight, Jeff," she prodded. "Come help me fix dinner and I'll tell you why Tina came over this afternoon."

Dutifully, I followed my attractive wife to the kitchen and found a nice bottle of red wine to open before dinner. Strangely, Kris had said nothing about the earlier party since that fateful night.

"Tina came over to invite us to a party this next Saturday evening," Kris stated. "She said two other neighbor couples would be there too."

I tried to seem only mildly interested, but I was almost holding my breath. "What did you say? Are we going?"

"At first, I tried to beg off," Kris admitted, "but Tina kept insisting that we join the party. She said we'd have a nice evening and maybe stay sober enough to indulge in some games and stuff."

"Sounds like fun, and we aren't doing anything else are we?" I responded offhandedly.

"Well, the last time we were at their house, we definitely had too much to drink. I was embarrassed."

"Oh? Embarrassed about what?" I asked dumbly.

"You know," Kris said, "I actually passed out with my head in Jon's lap. I don't remember much of what happened after he helped me lie down, but I have a feeling that he might have taken advantage of the situation. You were home in bed, so I just don't know."

I shuffled around the kitchen for a few moments to organize my thoughts. "Well, we'll just have to be sure that you don't over indulge next time, won't we?"

"That's right. I told Tina how embarrassed I was and she assured me that she would watch and make sure my drinks were weak and that I would be okay. She also told me that she helped you undress me and put me to bed. I almost died when she told me, but she said didn't mind helping out one of her best friends. I guess it doesn't matter that Tina saw me naked and all messed up."

I decided to flatter my wife a bit. "You have nothing to be ashamed about. You have a gorgeous body and you looked so cute and innocent the other night. So, who else is coming to the party?"

"Tina said that Petra and Sam will be there. They are the European couple up on the corner. Jessica and Kevin is the other couple that she's invited. They are the cute couple in our bowling league. Do you remember them?"

"Jessica is the gal who wears those tight jeans and has the cute butt, right?" I replied without thinking.

Kris punched my arm. "You men, all you see are tits and asses! In this case, you are correct, and Kevin is the tall, good-looking blonde guy with the big muscles."

"Okay, I know him now. He's actually a very nice guy, by the way." I responded with a laugh. "So did you accept Tina's invitation?"

Kris nodded. "She finally convinced me and I said we would be there. I'm going to make a couple of cold snacks, maybe some spicy boiled shrimp, and I told her you would pick out a few bottles of good wine to contribute."

When I heard Kris say that she accepted Tina's invitation, a vision of my next-door neighbor's wife nude in front of me flashed across my brain like a bolt of lightning. "I've got four bottles that should be perfect," I replied as casually as I could, given the stiffness I was feeling in my slacks.

**

Kris and I walked across the yards to our next-door neighbor's house carrying trays of food and the wine that I'd chosen. We weren't the first couple to arrive. Kevin and Jessica's Lincoln was at the curb. Sam and Petra could walk over, so we weren't surprised to find the six others standing together in the den when we let ourselves in the door.

"Here, let me help you get the trays unwrapped, Tina offered smiling broadly.

I shook hands with the men and gave Petra and Jessica hugs. Petra hugged tight and seemed to glue her body to me just a few seconds longer than necessary for a greeting. Her small, firm breasts pressed into my chest as she smiled, her eyes twinkling. Petra was English and Sam was a mixture of Scot and Norwegian. They were always ready for a party and they seemed to have a rather carefree attitude. Sam was tall and ruggedly muscular, with a prominent mustache and a thick shock of brown hair.

As Petra slipped out of my arms, she walked to the doorway leading to the kitchen. "Hey, Tina, what's this sheet doing over the door?" she asked as she pushed it aside with her hand.

Tina called back from the kitchen. "It's part of our first game this evening. You'll find out soon enough."

"Sounds interesting," Jessica volunteered. "Why would we need a sheet to play a game? I was hoping for a game of Twister," she added with a low chuckle.

"That's because you're lean and supple," Kevin said with a laugh. "You're the only one who can get in those outlandish positions."

Jessica was long and lean. She was almost too slender and I guessed that she must wear a padded bra to give her some curves in front. On the other hand, Jessica had one of the cutest asses imaginable. She wore very tight jeans when we bowled and it was hard not to stare at her sweet buns.

Tina invited everybody to join her in the dining room, where she and Kris had set up the buffet of snacks and wine. We took plates and grazed for the next hour or so, chatting and drinking wine. It was obvious that we were all good friends and there was a lot of good-natured teasing and flirting.

I was opening another bottle of wine when Tina called everyone into the den.

"I'm sure you are all curious about the sheet over the door," she began. "Well, we are going to see how observant you each are tonight. I read about this little game last month and it sounded like a lot of fun. We will have prize for the male and a female winner when the game is over. Here's how it works," she said. "The men will go behind the sheet first. The gals will each have a notepad and pencil and will sit in a semi-circle here. One at a time, each man will expose a part of the body for exactly five seconds. The gals will try to guess which man is which based on the quick exposures. The men will note down the order of their exposures on their master list. Is that all clear?"

Petra giggled. "What part of the body will we get to see?"

"Actually, you will get four different views, but the men will change the order, so we each will make sixteen guesses. Once the men are done, we will compare our scores with their master list and name the winner. After that, the men will get their turn to guess and we will each expose four parts for them."

Jessica held up her hand, as if she was back in school. "Do we get to pick the body parts?" she asked rather timidly.

"No, I have already determined the parts for exposure. This is an adult game, so you can count on some fun," tina replied with a sly grin.

Clearly, Jessica was uncomfortable with Tina's response.

"Don't be a party pooper, Jessica," Petra soothed, "we're all friends here and we all have our strong and weak points, right?"

Jessica shrugged as she looked around the room. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Great, let's get started," Tina exclaimed as she passed out the pads and pencils. She handed Walt the master list pad and put him in charge of keeping track of who is who. Then she ushered us men behind the sheet.

"The first task for the boys is to remove their right shoes and socks. One at a time, you will stick your right foot under the sheet and expose your foot for the count of exactly five seconds. We will try to guess the man who belongs to each foot."

Dutifully, each man stuck his foot under the sheet as the women hooted and chattered while noting their individual guesses.

"This is hard," Kris said through her laughter. I thought I knew which one was Jeff's foot, but now I'm not sure."

Tina laughed. "That's the point of this game. It will get harder as we move on."

"Next, fellows, you will notice a small hole in the sheet about chest level. It is covered by a piece of cloth. Got it?"

Jon said that we saw it.

"Each of you will now stick your left index finger through that hole for exactly five seconds, and we will make our second group of guesses," Tina stated.

We shuffled the order and each exposed his left index finger. We were beginning to think this was going to be rather boring.

"Now, boys, using the same hole, you will each expose your right nipple for five seconds," Tina ordered.

Suddenly, we were laughing and slapping each other on the back as we stripped off our shirts and complied with Tina's request.

"Two of them were pretty hairy," Jessica said. "I think I'll get the nipples right!"

Jon spoke up from our side of the sheet. "Well, what's our final part, Tina?"

We heard a lot of giggling before Tina stated solemnly, "Your final part requires the use of the other covered slit that you will find just below waist level. See it?"

"Yeah, we see it," Jon replied. "Are you thinking that we're going to stick our cocks through that slit for you gals?"

"Not all, that would make it too easy," Linda countered. "You will just put the head through the slit for five seconds each. That way, length won't be exposed."

Jon turned to us and shrugged. "Well, guys, shall we do it?"

"Maybe we'll get the same parts from the gals," Sam said hopefully. "I don't mind, but I'll have to pull my foreskin back so it can't be spotted."

"Okay," Jon challenged, "you can go first this time, Sam."

We watched as Sam unzipped his pants and lowered his briefs. He gave his cock a few strokes and pulled his long foreskin back to expose the head of his cock. Slowly, he approached the sheet and quickly slid his prick through the narrow slit. Walt counted to five, and then said "Time."

The gals were giggling and making lewd comments as Jon followed Sam. Jon was circumcised and had a rather small member. He was fully erect as he stuck his cock head through the slit and quickly counted to five.

I looked at Kevin and shrugged. My pants fell and I followed the other two, first stroking a bit to 'plump' it up, then sliding my thick cock head through the slit for the prescribed time. Hearing some oohs and ahhs made me blush as I pulled back and grabbed my pants.

Kevin went last. He slipped his briefs down and we couldn't help but look. Kevin had about 8 inches and was thicker than the rest of us. Oddly, when he pulled his foreskin back, the head of his penis was more pointed rather than the usual helmet shape, but he had us all beat. With little ceremony, Kevin exposed his pink head for five seconds and received more hoots and gasps.

"Well done, gentlemen," Tina announced like a master of ceremonies. We will give the ladies a couple of minutes to consider their answers, and then compare the results. You may stay behind the sheet until we are done."

There were a variety of looks on their faces after we rejoined them in the den. Jon and Tina huddled at the game table, scoring each set of answers. We all sat around rather sheepishly, waiting for them.

"We have a winner," Jon announced as we waited anxiously. "The gal with the best eye for feet, fingers, nipples, and cocks is...Petra!

We all clapped and Petra held her arms up in victory. "That was fun," she announced.

Tina interrupted, offering more wine and passing out the pads and pencils to the men. After another glass of wine, she ushered the women behind the sheet to quite a lot of wolf calls and giggles.

Now, my wife, Kris, has long, narrow feet, so I thought it would be easy to get that one right. Actually, three of the four feet looked too much alike and I was confused. Petra had short, wider feet so I guessed her easily. I noticed that the other guys were equally confused for the most part.

We guessed at their right little fingers and the confusion continued. I wrote down my answers, but was unsure about them all.

The hole in the sheet failed to offer much help either. Each of the women exposed a nipple, but three of the four were pink, and the hole wasn't big enough to expose the entire areola, so it was hard to tell who was who for sure. I couldn't decide if it was Jessica or Petra who sported the dark nipple, but I decided to guess Petra.

Finally, we got to showing bushes and slits. We heard quite a bit of laughter before the slit in the sheet opened slightly to expose a light brown bush and a visible slit in a mound. "That's got to be Kris," I thought to myself. "It looks just like her."

Next, the slit exposed another light brown bush...slightly thicker than the first. More confusion as we each studied the pussy quickly before it was withdrawn. "That could be Kris too," I thought.

The third bush was darker and trimmed to show the sides of the mound. "That's Petra for sure," I guessed. "She has the darkest hair."

Finally, the sheet exposed a completely smooth pussy with narrow a mound. "Wow," I thought, "is that's Jessica or does Petra shave her pussy bare?"

We all struggled with our answers. It's just natural that we were being competitive, I suppose. I decided to go with my first impulse rather than second-guess myself.

Again, Jon and Tina convened at the game table and tallied the results.

Tina stood to get everyone's attention. "The winner of the men's competition is...Jeff!"

There was applause and I followed Petra's lead and raised my arms, making V for Victory signs with both hands. I guess your first impression is the best.

"Now for our prize," Tina shouted. "The two winners get to retire to our bedroom and close the door for exactly five minutes. Isn't that a fitting prize?"

I glanced over at Kris and saw the smile on her face. "A lot can happen in only five minutes with Jeff," she giggled, seemingly unconcerned.

The others had a nice laugh on me, and then Petra stood up and started walking down the hall to Tina and Jon's bedroom. She turned and looked over her shoulder at me. "Coming, Jeff?" she asked coyly.

Petra entered the bedroom, turned to sit on the corner of the king size bed, and smiled.

"I have a question," I told her. "Were you the one with the dark trimmed bush, or were you the smoothie?"

Petra leaned her head to one side. "Answer my question and I might show you."

"What's your question, Petra?"

Petra's face reddened slightly. "We only have a couple of minutes, so would you let me suck your cock? I've never touched a circumcised one...and yours looked very nice," she gushed hurriedly.

I only hesitated a few moments, during which time I heard a lot of laughing and squealing coming from the den. I wondered what was going on, but forced myself to focus on Petra's request.

It only took another moment to unzip my pants and present my half-erect cock to my neighbor's wife.

"Come closer," Petra asked as she slipped off the bed and onto her knees.

I came to full erection when I felt her lips on the exposed head of my stiff cock. She kissed it gently before opening her mouth and sliding my prick along her wet tongue.

"You have to show me your pussy when you're through," I told her as she worked her head up and down.

"Ummm hum," she hummed as she worked feverishly to get me off.

Fortunately, it didn't take long. I felt my balls tighten and my shaft throb as Petra sucked for all she was worth. Within a minute, I squirted several times and she made a valiant effort to capture all of it. As she pulled off, my cum leaked out and ran down her chin, but she used her finger to get most of it back into her mouth and swallow. Quickly, she stood and kissed me deeply and I could taste my slightly salty cum on her tongue and lips.

Time was almost up. Petra took a step back and raised her dress. She pulled her thin panties aside and flashed her dark, trimmed bush at me.

"You guessed me right, I know," she said giggling. "Do you like my little pussy?"

"Very delicious-looking," I confirmed as she rearranged her dress. "Maybe I'll get a taste sometime, if Sam doesn't mind," I added with a sly grin.

Petra laughed. "You never know. Something like that might be arranged."

"Time's up," Tina called as she opened the bedroom door. "What have you two been up to, huh?"

Marge licked her lips. "We'll never tell, will we, Jeff?"

I nodded toward Tina. "Our little secret," I confirmed. "No rule said we had to make any confessions."

**

There were more than a few suggestive comments when we returned to the den. Things like, "Boy, that was quick!" and "Wish I was a fly on the bedroom wall," and other teases. I noticed that Kris was now sitting on the soft, sandwiched between Jon and Sam. Naturally, Jon had his right arm around Kris and he was toying with the collar of her blouse. Kris’ hands were in her lap, pressing her dress down between her legs.

"Looks like you acquired a couple of admirers while I was away," I chuckled as I surveyed the sofa scene.

Kris looked a bit peeved and I figured that she was upset with me being with Petra. I was wrong!

"The guys kept trying to look up my dress," Kris fussed. "I had to sit this way to keep them at bay."

I turned to Jon. "Did you get a shot of my wife's pretty blue panties?"

Jon grinned. "I just got a brief peek before she noticed me sitting on the floor across from her. I really like sheer panties," he teased as he stroked the side of my wife's arm.

Kris ignored his comments, but I noticed that she was slowly moving her fingers between her tightly closed legs and pressing her hands against her mound through her clothes. It was obvious that she was enjoying both men's attention. Perhaps it was a reaction to my recent escapade with Petra.

Meanwhile, Petra went to Sam's end of the couch and sat on the arm, pressing her thigh against his arm. When he looked up at his wife, she leaned down and gave him a lingering kiss.

"Oh damn," I thought, "Sam's going to know what Petra did for me!"

They parted their lips and I saw Petra's tongue slide into her husband's mouth, providing more evidence of her naughty spree with me. She rose, smiling at Sam, and instinctively licked her lips again. I held my breath. Sam looked over at me and I knew he knew what his wife had done. Then, he smiled at me and then up at her. We all waited for his reaction.

"I hope you enjoyed yourself," Sam told his wife. "Did you guess Jeff correctly in that last round?"

Petra returned her husband's smile. "Oh yes, I certainly did," she confirmed.

Sam patted his wife on the rump and chuckled. "I just had a feeling," he added good-naturedly.

Tina asked me to refresh everyone's glasses so that we could discuss the next game. Filling wine glasses gave everyone to resume their proper roles. Kris slid off the sofa and came over to sit on the floor beside my chair. That is when I noticed that two buttons of her white blouse were undone and her lacy bra was showing an enticing cleavage. She either didn't realize that her blouse was open, or more likely, she didn't care at that point.

"As a group, you have a choice for the next game," Tina announced. We can play Twister, Spin the Empty Wine Bottle, or we can go with strip poker. By show of hands, who wants Twister?"

"Naked or with clothes on?" Jon called out.

Tina shook her head and laughed. "With clothes on, you horny devil."

Jessica held up her hand, knowing she would certainly win that game and wouldn't have to expose her tiny breasts. Fortunately, nobody else joined her.

"Okay, how about Spin the Empty Wine Bottle?"

"Maybe that should follow a game of strip poker," Sam offered.

Kris and Tina held up their hands in spite of Sam's comment.

"All right, how many votes for strip poker?" Tina asked.

Petra and all four men held up their hands immediately.

"Strip poker it is, then," Tina announced. "I have a new deck and we'll make Joker's wild. Form a circle here on the floor. Seating must be boy girl and you can't sit next to your spouse, okay?"

Dutifully, we all made a circle after pouring from the third bottle of my wine. Kris sat between Kevin and Jon and I noticed that she kept her legs tucked under her. I also noticed that Kevin had a nice view down her still-unbuttoned blouse. I briefly wondered who loosened those two buttons.

The poker game proceeded in the usual fashion. Each participant had to ante a piece of clothing at the start of each round. We all had to agree that rings and other jewelry didn't count (which served to accelerate the game). The winner of each hand got to retrieve one piece of their clothing.

One of the highlights came when Kevin finally had to ante his boxer shorts and the gals got to see the full length and thickness of his uncut cock. Another highlight developed as his wife, Jessica, had to decide whether to ante her panties or her bra. I think we were all curious to see if she even had tits. Bashfully, she stood and slipped her panties off, exposing her smoothly shaven pussy.

"Gosh, Jessica," Petra sputtered, "can you really take Kevin's thick pole into your small, slender body?"

Jessica blushed. "I manage somehow," she said with a bit of sarcasm. "He fills me up, that's for damn sure!"

Soon, Kris lost her blouse and then her skirt. I glanced over at my wife and noticed that her little blue panties now sported a sizable wet spot. She had her legs up against her chest and her feet on the floor, offering a nice view of her damp panties to Ian and me.

Petra chose to ante her bra and we all finally confirmed that she was the gal with the dark nipples. Her breasts were conical, firm, and her small nipples pointed straight ahead.

"I really don't need a bra," Petra confessed. "My boobs are too small to require support, but if I don't wear one, my nipples show too much."

"They're just about perfect," Tina offered as she too contributed her bra to the pot. "Mine are already beginning to sag."

"I like all the freckles," Sam responded. "You have a redhead somewhere in the family, I suspect."

My glance to my left confirmed that Tina's nipples and Kris’ nipples were almost identical in size and in light pink color. Except for the freckles, I could be looking at Kris’ tits.

Kris finally had to ante her bra in the same round that I contributed my jockey briefs. I sat looking at my wife's bare breasts (with erect pink nipples) while she stared at my recently exposed and semi-erect dick.

Kris won that hand and retrieved her bra, and Jessica finally had to ante her bra. We all watched her as she slowly unsnapped the front of her thin bra and tossed it into the center of the circle.

"There, now you know," Jessica stated flatly. "I have tiny tits."

Petra spoke up. "I think they're cute, Jessica. You have cones too, like me, just not as big around.

Kevin also came to his wife's defense. "They are very sensitive. She can cum just from me sucking on them. I love the way she looks when we make love."

Sam won the hand, Kevin and I had nothing with which to ante, and Jon was down to his bikini briefs. Kris slowly slipped her blue panties off and folded them into a square before placing them in the circle.

"What's wrong, Kris," Sam laughed, "are you afraid that we'll see the wet spot in those panties?"

Naturally, Jon grabbed my wife's panties, unfolded them, and held them up to his face. "Oh ho, I smell the aroma of pussy!" he teased as Kris unsuccessfully grabbed for them.

"Stop that!" Tina barked. "You shouldn't try to embarrass our guest like that. I think we're all a little aroused, aren't we girls?"

Petra spread her legs before the group. Sure enough, there was a wet spot. She slipped off her panties and handed them to me.

"Here, Jeff, you were anxious to have a taste a while ago. Be my guest!"

I took Petra's panties and held them up for all to see, then opened the crotch and licked the wet spot.

"Delicious," I announced as I tossed the panties into the circle.

Everyone laughed hysterically, and those with clothes shed them and tossed everything into the center of the circle. We sprawled on the floor laughing and looking around at everyone else. I looked over at Kris and saw that she was giggling like the rest of us and enjoying the groping that Jon and Kevin were providing. Jon was squeezing my wife's right breast and Kevin was working his hand up between Kris’ legs, trying to get his long fingers into her slit. My stomach seemed to turn at the sight, but then I realized that my cock was now as stiff as a steel rod.

I felt Tina lean on my left shoulder just as fingers closed around my erect cock. Petra was stroking me while her head lay on my right leg. Soon, she was sucking again and Tina decided to join her.

Sam gave Jessica a kiss, and then slid down to suck her little right nub into his mouth.

"Oh God," Jessica gasped as her finger slipped into her bare pussy and furiously moved up and down.

Our mini-orgy only lasted a few minutes before Tina again took charge of the proceedings.

"All right, group, knock it off and listen for a minute. We need to decide just how far we're all willing to take this. We sure don't want to have any problems, once the wine wears off."

The possibility that there would be negative repercussions sobered everyone up for the moment. Here were four naked couples sprawled in a circle on the floor, playing with other people's spouses. Wives looked at husbands, and we looked at our wives. The same questions seemed to be on everyone's mind. "How far shall we go with this? Am I okay with seeing my spouse fucking someone else? Is my spouse okay with all this?"

After a couple of minutes of silence (that seemed like an hour) Ian spoke up. "I guess we should tell you that Petra and I have had some earlier encounters. We shared with other like-minded couples in Europe several years ago. We don't have any problems now, because we really like and enjoy all of you, but you have to decide for yourselves."

"Jessica and I have fantasized about doing other people before, but we haven't really done it," Kevin admitted. "I wouldn't mind giving it a try, but that is really up to Jessica."

Heads turned toward Jessica. "I don't know," she stammered, "I want to wait and hear what the others have to say. I know that Kevin would be popular (for obvious reasons), but I'm not sure anybody would want to be with me."

"Count me in," Sam reassured.

"Me too," Jon offered with a wide grin, "that is if Tina wouldn't mind," he added sheepishly.

"How about you, Kris," Tina asked. "You've been very quiet so far."

Kris looked over at me and seemed deep in thought. "I'm like Jessica," she started. "I want some time to think and talk. Maybe we have gone far enough for tonight. Maybe we should stop while we are still friends and think about all the implications. Later, we can meet and discuss things like adults and each couple can make up their minds. Is that too much to ask?"

I felt like I needed to support my wife and give everybody a chance to ponder the situation. "So far, we have had fun getting naked and messing around a little with each other. I noticed that everyone seemed to be responding favorably, so there has been no harm."

"I want to talk to Kris and I think Kevin wants to talk to Jessica. I would like to amend my wife's suggestion slightly, however. As a fitting end to this arousing evening, I think we should all stay in this circle and masturbate. That way, we can all go home partially satisfied and those couples with enough stamina can fuck each other's brains out remembering what we did tonight!"

Tina gave a hearty laugh. "I've never diddled myself in front of anybody before, except Jon. That sounds like even more fun than Spin the Wine Bottle, and it is getting rather late for another game. Raise your hand if you are in favor of Jeff's plan."

The vote was unanimous! We each used the sights and sounds around us to arrive at our individual orgasmic destinations. Once complete, we cleaned up our messes and polished off the last of the wine. Kevin and Jessica got dressed and, after hugs and kisses, drove away.

Kris and I picked up our clothes. "It's silly to get dressed just to walk next door," I stated. "We'll just leave the way we are."

Petra giggled. "We're just up two houses and across the street. We'll walk home naked with you."

Kris hugged Tina. "I'll come over and get my trays tomorrow, after I've sobered up," Kris said. Then, she turned and gave Jon a tight hug. His hands cupped her round ass cheeks as he pressed his stiff little dick between her legs.

We walked across the lawns and we started to turn toward our door. There we stood, four naked people in our front yard in the middle of the night. Kris hugged Sam and Petra slid into my arms.

"I really enjoyed getting to know you better, Jeff," she whispered. "You and Kris are welcome to come over any time. Don't wait too long, okay?"

**

Kris and I went home and fondled each other for a few minutes, but neither of us really felt like fucking. I was limp, having recently jacked off in front of everybody, and she was sore from the evening's fingering. We giggled like a couple of teenagers, then kissed goodnight and immediately fell asleep in a tangle of each other's arms and legs.

It was hard to get a conversation started the next morning. Kris made coffee and I went outside to retrieve the paper. We sipped coffee and ate muffins as we scanned the paper. I would look up ever so often and catch Kris eying me, but she wouldn't open up. I decided to wait her out. It was past eleven when she finally spoke.

"Well, that was some party, huh?" she stated tentatively.

"Yeah, different, that's for sure. I'm not sure what to make of the whole affair. I think everyone had a good time, at least for a while."

Kris nodded. "The sheet game was fun. I didn't do too well with my guesses though." she responded.

"I was a bit confused too, and I couldn't believe that I actually won," I replied.

"What did you do when you and Petra left the room?" Kris quizzed. "Did you...you know."

I laughed. "In five minutes?" I asked. "It was pretty funny, actually. Petra sucked me a little and showed me her pussy...that's all. I did guess her right." I figured it was best to tell the truth.

"Really? She sucked you off that fast? She must be very good."

This was a lose/lose situation, so I decided to punt. "She goes too fast. It wasn't nearly as good as how you do," I stated as strongly as I could.

Kris chuckled. "Well, I usually have more time, don't I?"

I decided not to answer her rhetorical question. I was a bit surprised that Kris didn't seem to be all that upset by my admission. Maybe, she was relieved that I hadn't fucked Petra during our brief encounter.

"Now, what did you do while we were gone?" I challenged.

I saw my wife's face redden slightly. "Sam was the one, not me," she began. "He got down on the floor and put his head up my dress. I couldn't believe it! Tina told him to behave and he pulled back, but Jon jumped down next to him and before I knew it, they were both looking up my dress at my panties."

"Tina and Jessica made them stop, but I know they saw plenty."

I saw my opening. "I think they turned you on a little, didn't they?"

"To be perfectly honest, they did I guess," she admitted. "After that, I was a lot more curious and more willing to go along with Tina's silly games."

"Are you glad we stopped when we did?" I asked her, hoping to get an idea of how she felt now that we were both sober.

Kris thought for a minute or so, and I stayed quiet.

"I think it was good to stop for Jessica's sake. I know she was a little embarrassed and maybe a little scared. It surprised me that she went ahead and did her thing there at the end like everyone else. She must have needed some relief as much as I did."

"Yeah, I was watching you most of the time," I admitted. "It was such a turn on for me to see you fingering yourself in front of everyone. That was more arousing than seeing the other gals."

My wife looked genuinely surprised. "Really? You actually liked watching me finger myself?"

I nodded. "That and seeing Jon and Kevin fondling you and getting you all hot and bothered. I almost squirted when you finally had to shed your bra and panties and let everybody see your beautiful, nude body," I confessed.

"Would you enjoy seeing me doing to Sam what Petra did to you?" she asked softly, tentatively.

I was going to respond when I noticed Kris looking down at the stiff member now stretching against my slacks. She was smiling broadly.

"I think you just gave me a positive answer," she chuckled. "You got a real boner just thinking about it, didn't you?"

I could only nod and smile back. "I was just visualizing how that might look. I know that it would turn me on big time. You know, Petra invited us to visit any time," I added casually.

"Petra seems to have a thing for you," Kris accused. "She must have enjoyed your brief encounter. I think she and Sam have a very liberal perspective when it comes to things like last night."

"They admitted that they have done stuff before," I confirmed. "It doesn't look like it has hurt their relationship in the least," I replied. "How would you feel about accepting her invitation sometime?"

"They are a fun couple," Kris responded without actually agreeing.

"Then, maybe I could get even with Petra," Kris teased as she filled up our coffee cups.

I decided to expand the idea. "What about another party with the whole group? Are you okay with more fun and games?"

Kris looked at me seriously. "It depends on how you would react if things went past little fun and games. Can we do whatever the group does without giving ourselves problems? Are you that open and without jealousy?"

Now, it was my turn to think. "I think the test for me was when Tina and I had to take you home that time. You know, we watched through the door while Jon felt you up and put his fingers in your pussy. Watching him play with you got me very aroused. He and I talked about it later, and I was surprised by how much I really liked what I saw. I think it turned Tina on also."

Kris put her hand to her face. "My God, why didn't you tell me about all that?"

"I just thought it best to leave it alone so you wouldn't be embarrassed to be around Tina and Jon," I admitted. "Now, it really doesn't matter. Everything's out in the open."

"Are you okay with Jon and Sam, and maybe Kevin now? I mean, if anything happens again, it could involve all three of them, you know."

"Yeah, I know," I replied. "Frankly, the thought of another get together is pretty fascinating. Maybe we are agreeing that we would both be willing to attend another party. Am I reading you right?"

Kris looked deeply into my eyes. I think she was trying to tell if I was serious or just k**ding.

"I'll go if you'll go and not get crazy afterward, or treat me mean."

"Did I treat you mean after Jon got his hands full? Did I treat you mean this morning?" I asked in return.

Kris shook her head. "No, you did just fine. I love you, you know that you big lug?"

"Yes, and I love you too. We're talking about having fun, not getting involved seriously. I know that our relationship is too strong to let some playing around get in the way. Who knows, it might pull us closer together, if that's possible."

Kris polished off her coffee and took our dishes to the sink. She pulled me up from my chair. "Okay, then, our decision is made, let's change the subject. All this talk has made me quite horny. Let's have our own play time upstairs."

The telephone rang three days later. Kris answered. It was Petra extending an invitation to join Sam and her for a Scandinavian dinner on Friday evening. They chatted for a while and I could tell from Diane's tone that she was going to accept.

"Will it be just the four of us?" Diane inquired.

Marge happily told Diane that Linda and Juanita had also accepted, so it should be another fun evening. She told Diane that Juanita was a little hesitant, but called back later and said that she and Bob had talked it over and that they were happy to join all of us. Evidently, Bob was successful in helping Juanita conquer her self-image problem.

**

The dinner was a huge success. Petra served whole boiled shrimp with heads and feelers attached. She said it was Norwegian style seafood. She also served a drink called glug, a strong potion that soon made us all forget about the gruesome looking shrimp and we all ate our fill. Every few minutes, Sam or Petra would raise their glug and toast someone, saying "skoal." If you were toasted, you had to drink with them while looking directly into the other's eyes. If you glanced away, you had to polish off the whole glass of glug. By the time the dinner was over, we were all well-oiled and definitely ready for fun.

Meeting in their big living room, we sat around laughing and reliving all of the toasts and those who looked away. Sam got everyone's attention. "I am holding eight cards," he bellowed, "the four kings and the four queens. Each couple will represent a suit. Kris and I were the diamonds. Sam and Petra were hearts, Tina and Jon were the spades, and Jessica and Kevin were the clubs. Sam shuffled the four kings and each wife selected a card. The one rule was if someone drew their own spouse, all had to draw again. After two deals, the couples were mixed.

"Now, the queens must go to their kings and when the music starts, give your king a lap dance," Petra announced.

I watched my wife slide away from me and approach Kevin while he sat in an armless chair. Kevin's long, thick member was already making a bulge in his slacks as Kris stood before him smiling.

Tina came over and stood in front of me. Her form reminded me so much of Kris, and I could almost foretell how she would feel on my lap.

Jessica moved to Sam, and Petra strolled over to Jon. Sam hit his remote and music filled the room. The gals began to do various versions of a bump and grind before moving onto our laps and doing their best to arouse us. It didn't take long!

The music stopped and Kris jumped up and down with glee, her braless tits swaying and flopping.

"Honey, I did really good, didn't I?" Kris asked me.

Everyone laughed at her antics, including me. My wife's earlier inhibitions seemed to be drowned in glug and high spirits. My own cock swelled to its limit with that revelation.

Kevin struggled to adjust his massive bulge. "Damn it, Kris, you really got me going. I need some relief here."

My wife glanced at me and sensually licked her lips. "Can I help poor Kevin?" she asked me.

I remembered our earlier discussion, smiled and nodded my tacit permission.

Kris knelt in front of Kevin and coyly began to unbuckle and unzip his trousers. I looked over at Jessica and saw her watching intently as my wife pulled her husband's long, thick prick out of his slacks. Kevin wore no underwear. As I watched, Jessica crammed her hand between her legs and rubbed herself through her thin sundress.

All eyes turned to my wife. Kris held Kevin's big dick in her thin fingers, then she leaned forward and lightly kissed the torpedo-shaped head, licking off a drop of precum from the eye. Kevin closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the chair. A low groan escaped his lips as my sweet wife slid his throbbing member past her full lips. Slowly, she milked him with her mouth and tongue, humming for that extra effect that I love so much.

"I'd sure like some of that treatment too," Sam stammered. "You're a lucky man, Jeff," he added.

"You can be next, Sam," I replied, again giving my wife permission to apply her oral talents to our host.

"No more, no more," Kevin gasped as Kris licked her way up his shaft. "I don't want to cum so early in the evening," he added sheepishly.

Obviously, Kris had overheard my exchange with Sam. She gave Kevin one more kiss on his dick, then on his lips, before turning her attention to Sam. She crawled to him on her hands and knees and looked at Petra, who was seated next to him.

"This will make us even," she grinned. "You got to do Jeff last time, didn't you?"

Marge giggled. "He told you, didn't he? Oh well, go ahead. I want to watch and learn your special technique."

Kris quickly uncovered Sam's stiff shaft and began to play with him. She took her time and she didn't seem to mind when Petra slid onto the floor beside her to get a close up view.

"Sam likes it when I suck on his balls," Petra prompted. "Here, let me show you."

Petra proceeded to put her husband's balls in her mouth, and then she moved aside to let my wife duplicate her moves. Sam was gripping the sofa and moaning as the two women traded positions and gave him a double treat.

I was curious about my wife's condition, so I moved behind Kris and lifted her skirt up over her rear, exposing her thin panties. My suspicions were confirmed when my fingers touched the wet spot between her legs.

"Stop, stop," Sam cried after three or four minutes. He, too, wanted to save himself for additional fun.

Petra and Kris laughed and rose up to hug each other. Petra turned my wife's head and kissed her full on the lips. "I got a taste of cum, did you?" she asked Kris.

"I think so, and it was on your tongue for sure."

Jon had his cock out and Tina was slowly stroking him. "Don't leave my hubby out," Tina ordered. "I know he's ready for some TLC from you two."

"Come over to the couch," Petra replied. "We can make you a happy man, can't we, Kris?"

Sam moved next to Tina to make room for Jon on the couch. I watched and stroked my own cock as Petra and Kris gave Jon the same oral pleasure that Sam had just enjoyed. Jon wasn't so lucky, he couldn't hold back and, within the first minute or so, he squirted a jet of thick cum onto their faces. Petra moved quickest and swallowed Jon's small cock, capturing the balance in her mouth.

"Wow, that was a lot of sauce," she said after she swallowed Jon's load. "You must have been saving up for a few days."

Jon looked crestfallen. "Damn, that was too quick. I'm going to need a lot of help later on."

We all laughed at Jon's comment. "I'm sure that can be arranged," I reassured my neighbor.

"I feel so left out," Jessica exclaimed to everyone's surprise.

Kevin went to his pouting wife, kissed her and gave her a tight hug. "It's your turn now, honey," he stated firmly. "You can be the center of attention...if you are ready. Do you want that?"

Jessica looked down at her feet; then she raised her head. "Yes, I'd like that," she murmured.

Gently, her husband pulled her from her chair and positioned her in the center of the room. Jessica stood with her arms dangling at her sides. Kevin began to unbutton her dress and kiss her bare skin as he exposed more and more of his wife. We all sat silently, observing their show.

Jessica's dress fell to the carpet and she raised her feet to allow her husband to toss it away. She stood in her small, pushup bra and tiny black panties. Kevin turned her so she was facing us and carefully unsnapped her bra, revealing her small conical boobs. Before she could react or become embarrassed by her tiny tits, he tucked his thumbs into her panties and quickly pulled them down, displaying her baby-smooth mound.

I saw Jessica shudder slightly as she stood fully exposed to our collective view. Kevin pulled a black blindfold mask from his pocket and placed it over his wife's eyes. The blindfold and her wedding rings were the only items she wore.

"With your permission, Petra, I am going to conduct Jessica to your bedroom and place her in the middle of your bed. There, she will remain blindfolded as the men, and any woman who might be so inclined, will take turns giving my wife pleasure. This will fulfill one of Jessica's confessed fantasies, so feel free to enjoy her in any way you choose. I will wait out here and determine the random order."

Needless to say, we were all rather surprised by Kevin's revelations. I could tell that three men were more than willing to do their part. I wondered if any of the wives would take a turn. In particular, I wondered if Kris would want to try another woman. The thought made my cock throb, I must admit.

**

The three men, other than Jessica's husband, Kevin, drew cards to establish the 'pecker order,' as Kevin indelicately put it. "As the spouse, I elect to go last," he said with a chuckle.

Then he turned to the ladies. "Would any of you like to participate? Jessica won't know for sure who is with her."

"I'd like a card," Petra said quietly. "This should be a lot of fun."

I was mildly disappointed when Kris and Tina remained silent.

Jon drew the high card and left us to walk down the long hall to the master suite.

"Aren't you wondering what is happening?" Tina asked Kevin.

Kevin nodded. "Yes, I'm dying to sneak down the there and take a peek, but I promised Jessica that I wouldn't spy on her. I think she is still to shy to allow me one of my own fantasies. Maybe at some later time..." he trailed off.

Petra turned to Tina. "What about you, Tina? Did you make any promises to Jon about not peeking?"

"No, I didn't promise him anything. I did agree that I would participate in whatever took place. Jon already knows that I've seen him diddling another woman. He's a horny devil, but I love him dearly. His addiction to sex does keep our life rather lively and fun."

I saw my wife, Kris, grow crimson when Tina mentioned diddling. She knew exactly to whom she was referring, as did I.

Kris finally spoke up. "Well, Tina, if you didn't promise not to peek, you could go take a quick look, couldn't you?"

Tina's face broke into a grin. "Yeah, I could...and so could you, Kris. Let's go take a quiet peek right quick. We can come back and tell Kevin if Jon is doing anything. Okay?"

"Can we, Kevin?" Kris asked. "That wouldn't break your promise would it?"

"I guess not," Kevin replied. "It's okay if you want to."

Tina took Kris by the hand and the pair slowly crept down the hall and out of sight. A few minutes later, they returned to the living room, smiling like two cats that ate a canary.

"Well, Kevin, your wife is getting her wish," Tina stated. "The door was open a crack, so we didn't have to make any noise. Jessica's on the bed on her hands and knees and Jon's right behind her with his naked butt facing the door. We couldn't tell if he was doing her big hole or her little hole, but she was moaning like it was feeling very good."

Kris followed. "I'm guessing Jon was having some anal fun with your wife. Have you done that with Jessica?"

"We've tried it a couple of times," Kevin answered, "but I'm too thick. Jessica says it hurts too much, so we've never really been able to do it. Jon should have better success. I hope so for her sake."

Sam joined the discussion. "I'll be able to confirm or deny your guess, Kris. I had the second highest card, so I can tell if Jon left a deposit in Jessica's pussy."

"Either way, it should be a tasty treat for me," Petra told her husband. "There's nothing like the taste of lovemaking."

Kris was a bit taken aback by Petra's brazen comment. "I take it you've had previous experience with other gals, Petra, right?"

"A few, as Sam can attest. "He's enjoyed the encounters right along with me. We both like the taste of love nectar, don't we, honey?"

Sam smiled and nodded. "Yes, it certainly adds to the sensuality of an experience, I must say."

There was more discussion until Jon returned to the room carrying his clothes under his left arm. We all noticed that is small dick was limp, and the wide grin on his face said it all. He dropped his clothes at Tina's feet and sprawled next to her.

"Did you have fun?" Tina asked, halfway accusatory.

Jon put his arm around his wife and kissed her deeply. "Yes, as a matter of fact," he boldly stated. "Jessica's got the sweetest ass you can imagine. I think she liked what I had to offer too. But don't pout, baby, you're still my only gal...no offense, Kevin."

"None taken. Now, I believe Sam is next up, right?"

We watched Sam stand and amble down the hall. He began shedding his clothes as he made his way to Jessica.

**

"Jon definitely did her ass," Sam announced as he returned carrying his clothes. His cock, buried in a nest of dark hair, also hung limply and glistened in the lamplight.

Petra moved to her husband and examined him closely. "You're still coated in cum, aren't you? Here, let me clean you off before you sit down."

Petra knelt, took Sam's cock into her mouth, and very deliberately sucked him until she was convinced that her husband's member was spic and span. By the time she finished, Sam was semi-erect and seemed well satisfied.

"Did you leave something for me?" she asked Sam.

"Go find Jessica and see for yourself," he responded.

Petra clapped her hands a