The Bucket List

Hello, folks, this is something new for me, and the type of story’s I post. I’ve thought about writing a swingers-based novel, and this is a draft of the first chapter. If you don't mind let me know what you think, is this a story that you would enjoy reading. Thank You.

Chapter I

While many will search for pleasure in life, most fail to discover the pure nature of what they seek. Life’s pleasures aren’t found in the number of our possessions, or the destinations of one’s travels. Instead, life’s pleasures are directly linked to one’s reactions to the circumstances they encounter.

There’s a stage in life where it’s entertaining to look back on the twists and turns of your life’s path. To see those things in which you were in control and those things which occurred due to nothing more than a blind twist of fate. One of the strangest results of this exercise is the realization that those experiences which happened as a twist of fate, those things in which you hadn’t anticipated or planned, are the ones that became the most entertaining and fun you’ve experienced. Life itself is dictated by the fickle mistress called fate. The choices which seem meaningless at the time, have a way of unleashing the series of events that become the life we live. How we react to those events is the one aspect of our lives that we have control.

This concept was recently revealed to the Thomson’s. Fate has been kind to the Thomson’s, while John has been successful in business his wife Barbra was afforded the ability to live the life she’d only dreamt of in her youth. Living in an upper-middle-class neighborhood, having made many friends, and having the free time to enjoy the more exceptional things life has to offer had turned their lives into a pursuit of life’s pleasures. The previous year they were introduced to a pastime that they both enjoyed. Their friends, the Shaw’s, had taken them on a weekend ski trip where they both fell in love with the sport. Unfortunately, skiing is a sport that is controlled by the weather, and last year the climate wasn’t conducive to good skiing in California. This year, however, all signs pointed toward more snow and fantastic skiing in the Sierra’s. When the snow started falling in September this year, both couples began to make plans to spend more time together on the slopes.

It wasn’t until November that those plans were put in motion. Just before Thanksgiving Bill had approached them with the idea of the two couples spending a week together in Lake Tahoe skiing. Bill and Lynn were close friends who the Thomson’s had enjoyed a variety of activities with over the years. While vacationing together hadn’t been one of those activities, the thought of spending a week with their friends in the snow-covered mountains was more than appealing to both.

The couples established the date for their ski trip the week before Christmas. While Lynn and Barbra had spent many hours together shopping and preparing for their vacation, Bill had made a reservation to rent a large cabin for the four of them. The day before they were scheduled to leave they had everything prepared. Their bags were packed, the skis were waxed, and neighbors where enlisted to keep an eye on their homes while they were away. All that was left to do would be to load the car in the morning and drive to Lake Tahoe. Then came the phone call.

The realtor that Bill used to rent the cabin called that morning informing Bill that heavy snow had collapsed the roof of the cabin he had rented. Unfortunately, due to the proximity of the collapsed roof and their vacation no other rentals were available for the week of their stay. Bill informed John of the problem, telling him that he would attempt to find them other accommodations. He then spent the rest of the morning unsuccessfully contacting rental agencies in the Lake Tahoe area searching for another rental.

John, in hopes that Bill would be able to find new accommodations, waited until he arrived home from work that Friday to inform his wife of the fact that their vacation might be in jeopardy. Barbra, obviously disappointed replied to the news by asking, “John, are we talking about finding another place, or are we going to be spending a vacation at home.”

Slowly shaking his head, John replied. “You know how Bill is Barbra if anybody can put this together on such short notice it’s him. He’s supposed to call sometime tonight with an update. Other than that, I’m afraid you know as much about what’s going to happen as I do.”

As they waited every minute that passed diminished their hopes for a successful outcome. Just after nine o’clock, with little hope left, the phone rang. During the half-hour phone conversation, Barbra listened intently to her husband as she attempted to read his facial expressions for clues as to what Bill was telling him. As soon as John hung up the phone, Barbra asked, “well, was he able to find anything?”

John smiled as he slowly shook his head. “No, at least not yet anyway. He’s not giving up though, and from the sounds of it, he wants to turn this trip into a bit of an adventure. He wants us to go ahead and go to Tahoe as planned, he thinks that we’ll be able to find something once we get there. With the size of the storm blowing in tomorrow I’m not sure just how good of an idea that is, I guess we’ll be finding out tomorrow.”

Noticing the concern in his wife’s eyes and imagining what she must be thinking John attempted to dispel her fears. “Barbra we’ve got the whole week to enjoy ourselves, where we stay to accomplish that isn’t really that important.” The broadening smile on her face told him that regardless of her concerns she was joyously anticipating the upcoming vacation with their friends.

The next morning a lite rain was falling in Cupertino when Bill pulled his BMW X5 into the Shaw’s driveway. The mere fact that the two couples were going somewhere together had them all in a giddy mood. As John and Barbra rushed out of the house and across the front yard in the rain, they were laughing and teasing one another as if they were school kids. Jumping out of the car Bill rushed around to open the back door for Barbra. In a playful mood, Barbra rushed to him giving him a friendly hug and a peck on the cheek. Then bending over to enter the car Barbra paused for a moment to greet Lynn. As she hesitated with her shapely ass being displayed, Bill grabbed her hips and slowly ground himself against her lush ass. Laughing Barbra screeched, “Bill, what in the hell are you doing, it’s raining out here, and I’m getting wet.”

Smiling broadly as he continued dry humping her Bill chuckled, “just thinking about getting you wet, naked, and on a bearskin rug.”

Playfully swatting at him Barbra screeched, “then you need to think about having that bear skin rug in front of a warm fire, I’m getting wet, and it’s cold out here.”

As Bill released her he chuckled, “wet is exactly how I was hoping to find you.”

The rain that continued to fall as they drove out of the Bay Area and through Sacramento did nothing to dampen their spirits. As they continued along Bill playfully attempted to get the wives to flash their tits at the trucks they passed. Finely Lynn looked sternly at her husband, “give it up Bill, not only are we not going to be flashing our tits at some horny truck driver, but you’re also not getting a blow-job from either of us. So horndog, just keep your eyes on the road, and if you manage to get us there in one piece, then we’ll see about having a little fun.”

In his most insulted expression, Bill replied, “Lynn you're a brat, I haven’t said anything about a blow-job.”

“What you meant is you haven’t said anything about a blow-job yet. Because we both know that if Barbra and I flash our tits that was going to be what you asked for next.”

The two couples continue to laugh and joke with each other until stopping for lunch in Placerville. Pulling into the restaurant parking lot, it wasn’t difficult to determine which cars came from the east and which from the west. The westbound vehicles coming out of the mountains were all packed with several inches of fresh snow. After passing one of the snow-packed cars, Lynn expressed her concerns. “Honey are we going to be alright? It looks like it’s really coming down up there. Maybe it’d be best to get a room down here and wait for the storm to pass through. After all, we’re not in any hurry and being we’re going to be stuck inside we could have as much fun here as we would in Tahoe.”

Bill gave Lynn a loving hug, “honey, we’ll be fine. They keep Hwy 50 open because it’s one of the main routes into the Tahoe basin. Besides, we’ve got 4-wheel drive, this little dusting will do no more than just slow us down a bit, there’s nothing to worry about. I want you to just relax and enjoy the ride, you’ll see, it’ll be fun.”

Regardless of his confidence, the weather was already affecting their trip. They were already four hours into a journey that generally took five hours in good weather, and that was merely due to the rain. The snow that they would encounter as they continued would even be worse. If the snow packed cars coming off the mountain were any indication this trip was now going to take between eight and ten hours.

As the group came out of the restaurant a couple in front of them was about to get into one of the snow-packed cars. Passing them, Bill asked him about the road conditions. The man chuckled before saying, “it’s the worst I’ve ever seen. There are chain requirements about ten miles up. If you guys are going up the hill, you’re going to want to make sure you’ve got plenty of gas, and I would also suggest you have some snacks because it’s going to be an ordeal.”

As they continued to their car, the expression on Lynn’s face needed no explanation. Seeing her appearance, Bill shook his head, “Lynn, there’s nothing to worry about, it’ll be fine. If it makes you feel better, I’ll top off the tank and get some munchies before starting up the hill.”

Half an hour later with a full tank of gas, four cups of coffee, and a bag full of sodas and munchies the four of them started up the hill toward Lake Tahoe. The rain turned to snow before they reached the Placerville City Limits. Less than five miles further up the road, Cal Trans was stopping traffic to ensure that no cars passed that point without chains or 4-wheel drive with snow tires.

The Sierra cement that was falling from the sky had turned Hwy 50 into a ribbon of snow and ice. The heavy wet snow had managed to turn the scenic drive into a nightmare. The worst part of the trip came four hours after leaving Placerville. After the sun went down driving in the dark turned into an ordeal. The headlights reflecting off the driving snow turned the conditions into near whiteout. Finally arriving in South Lake Tahoe all their nerves were frazzled.

Just as Lynn felt that she couldn’t stay in the car another minute the lights of a little restaurant appeared to their right. Without glancing at her husband, she hissed, “Bill, there’s a restaurant pull in there and let me out of this fucking car, I’ve had it with all of this shit.” Bill, who had already been slowing to turn into the restaurant did so without comment. Spending the last five hours driving in these conditions he was as ready as any of them to stretch his legs. Being it was too late to contact any of the rental places Bill took out his phone to call the casinos to check on room availability. After a half an hour he had called every casino and every motel he could find, only to discover that none had any vacancies.

After more than an hour on the phone Bill was finally able to find a room. As soon as he heard that they had one vacancy left he booked it. The only problem was that it was in Reno, which meant that they would have to drive another sixty miles, and two to three hours through the storm before finding a place to spend the night. When he broke the news to the group, his revelation was met with a cold unamused glare from his wife. Pleadingly he said, “honey I’m sorry, it’s the best I could do. The storm caused more people than expected to stay and wait out the weather.”

Lynn’s expression didn’t change, “Well Mr. there sure as hell were vacancies in Placerville. If you had listened to me, we would be spending the night warm and comfortable. But no, you had to make this into a fucking nightmare. Ok if we have to continue on to Reno let’s do it, but don’t you think for a minute that I’m over this yet.”

Glancing at John and Barbra as he slowly shook his head Bill apologized, “Sorry about this guy’s, let’s get out of here before she has a coronary. Let’s just spend the night in Reno and tomorrow I promise you I’ll find a place to spend the rest of the week, even if I have to buy a place.”

Driving through South Lake Tahoe on Hwy 50 the severity of the storm was on full display. A ten-foot-tall snow berm bordered both sides of the roadway along with a five-foot-tall berm in the middle of the road. As the blinding snow continued to fall, the group made their way toward Reno in silence. As they passed the Stateline casino’s they failed to notice the white Cadillac Escalade that pulled out of Harrah’s falling in line behind them.

Inside the Escalade was Ron and Linda Blackburn, a retired couple who had moved to the Tahoe Basin after selling their businesses in the Bay Area some ten years earlier. The couple was returning home after enjoying a dinner at the casino. Ten winters of living in the Tahoe Basin had served in making Ron accustomed to driving in these conditions. Tonight, the road he found himself on was reduced to one lane consisting of two lines of tire tracks through the snow. Leaving the lights of the casinos behind him, Ron noticed the car ahead fishtail slightly and dropped a little further back. By the time they were approaching Cave Rock, the dim taillights were all that could be seen from the car in front.

After fighting the miserable conditions for several hours, Bill was exhausted. As he drove, he was finding it harder to keep the road in focus. As they continued to climb up Spooner Pass the two faint lines on the snow-covered highway were becoming harder to see. With the headlight reflecting off the blinding snow onto an already white backdrop, everything was blending together. Suddenly a bolt of fear rushed through him at the image of driving off the road. His flatlander instincts took control, and he hit the brakes. The car immediately begins to slide and spin out of control. Before Bill could even think the front of the car was buried all the way to the back doors in a bank of fresh snow.

In stunned silence, the four occupants sat in the car unable to think. Finely John shouted, “is everybody alright, Barbra, Lynn, are you two alright.”

Both declared that they thought so before asking, “what happened?”

Ignoring their questions John asked, “Bill, do you have any flares.” As Bill stared straight ahead with a death grip on the steering wheel, it was apparent that he hadn’t heard him. “John,” Bill yelled, “do you have any flares?” With snow now covering the car, John knew that they had to ensure that other cars could see them before somebody ran into them.

As John attempted to open his door, he discovered that he couldn’t. The women soon found that their doors were also jammed closed. As John was trying to come up with a way to get out of the car, there was a knock at the rear hatch. Bill hit the hatch release and the back door slowly opened. As Linda Blackburn peered inside the vehicle, she inquired about their well-being. When it was determined that everybody seemed to be alright Linda told them that they needed to get out of the car. “Ron’s already called the Highway Patrol along with a tow truck. They’ll both be here soon, but you folks need to get back to our car, as cold as it is you don’t want to risk frostbite. The only way out of the car was through the back hatch. By the time all of them were out of the car the experience had them shaking.

Having been far enough behind the car ahead of him to safely avoid the accident Ron’s total focus was on preventing the situation from getting any worse by other vehicles being involved. After setting out a line of flares, he was making his way back to his Escalade when he noticed two women from the wrecked car walking like penguins on the ice-covered road toward his Escalade.

As the six of them waited for the authorities in the warmth of the Escalade Ron asked if the four of them had someplace to spend the night. As Bill informed him about their reservations in Reno Ron chuckled, “I’m afraid that’s not going to happen, you folks need to find someplace locally because as hard as you hit that snow bank, you’ll want to have your car checked before driving it.” Lynn had recovered enough that she was again able to glare at her husband as she listened to what Ron was telling them.

His urge to be helpful was a natural response from Ron. As they continued to wait Ron called a local body shop owner at home. Arrangements were made to have Bill’s car dropped off at the shop and Tom, the owner of the shop promised to check it out the first thing in the morning. Glancing at Bill, Ron said, “I hope I’m not overstepping my bounds, but Tom’s the best body man on the hill. He’s done a lot of work for me, and if anybody can get you folks back on the road in short order, it’ll be him.”

After hearing Ron’s conversation with both the body shop owner as well as her husband, Lynn now angrier than ever addressed Bill again. “Einstein now that we don’t have a car or a place to spend the night what’s the plan.”

Chuckling good-naturedly, Ron interjected, “not to worry young lady. We live nearby, and if you folks allow us, we’d be happy to help you find a place. We’ll get the car taken care of first, then we’ll see if we can find you something even if it’s a sleeping bag in the snow.” When Ron noticed Lynn’s expression he added, “just kidding, I think we’ll be able to do better than a sleeping bag.”

Before any of them could object to Ron’s suggestion a car with flashing red and blue lights pulled in behind them. The Highway Patrolman didn’t need much time to evaluate what had taken place, and with little interest in standing in a snowstorm, he soon had everything required for the accident report. As soon as the tow truck arrived, Ron told the driver where to take the car, and in less than ten minutes the six of them were in route to his house.

Moments later they pulled off the highway and proceeded past several large impressive houses in an upscale residential area. Meandering through the mountainous area for a few minutes they pulled into a large circular driveway. As they followed the entrance around to the back of the large house Barbra, noticing that the path they were on was the only thing in the area not covered with snow proclaimed, “Ron, there isn’t any snow on your driveway.”

Ron laughed, “no there’s not, shoveling snow is quite possibly my most hated activity, I’ve found that a heated driveway is a much easier method of maintaining a snow-free way to get to the garage.”

As the six of them were getting out of the Escalade John stopped in his tracks on noticing the car that was placed on prominent display on the far side of the large garage. A moment later he proclaimed, “oh my God Ron, that’s a ’62 Corvette isn’t it?”

Ron smiled proudly, “that’s my baby, took me three years to get it back to original but it’s beautiful, isn’t it. You won’t find too many completely restored ’62 corvettes with matching numbers anymore.” As Linda led the women to the house, Ron led the two men to his most prized possession. As they admired the car, Ron glanced at Bill, “Bill, the body man I called to take a look at your car is the person who did all the body and paintwork on this car. As you can see his work is flawless. He’s also somebody you can trust to do right by you, he won’t try to screw you just because you’re from out of the area.”

The men were discussing classic cars when they rejoined the women in the living room several minutes later. As they did Ron suggested that they go to the den so he could prepare a round of Coffee Royal’s to warm the group. As they entered the room, Barbra stopped at seeing the fireplace. Not only was there a warm fire blazing, but there was also a bear skin rug in front of it. When she began laughing, Bill glanced at her attempting to figure out what was so funny. Barbra merely nodded toward the fireplace with the bearskin rug in front and arched her eyebrows as she giggled. Bill playfully swatted her ass before continuing to move into the room.

Meanwhile, John and Lynn made their way to the glass wall and now warm and safe enjoyed watching the snow falling outside. Taken in by the beautiful sight John caressed Lynn as he rubbed his body against hers. Watching the interactions between the two couples, Linda rolled her eyes as she suppressed a giggle. Joining Ron behind the bar she gave him a hug as she whispered, “it’s the same game with different people isn’t it?” Ron smiled nodding his reply.

As soon as he had a fresh pot of coffee, Ron proceeded to mix-up six cups of Coffee Royal’s and called the group to the bar. As the three couples silently enjoyed their warm drinks for a few minutes Ron’s guests admired their surroundings. Bill was the first to voice what they all were thinking, “Ron, you and Linda have a beautiful home. We really appreciate everything that you’ve done for us, I’m not sure what we would have done if you hadn’t have come by when you did.”

With a smile, Ron replied, “while I appreciate the sentiment no thanks are necessary. We didn’t do anything that anybody else wouldn’t have done. You folks were in a bad spot and needed some help, it was the least we could do.”

Bill shook his head. “All the same we really appreciate it. We don’t want to impose on you two, so I guess we need to come up with some way to get to Reno. We need to quit bothering you two and let you get back to your evening.”

“Bill, I hate to tell you, but I think that’s going to be a bigger problem than you think. First, you don’t stand a chance of getting a cab in a storm like this, especially one willing to take you all the way to Reno.”

Appearing lost Bill scanned the faces of his wife and their two friends. Ron also thought he detected more than mild disappointment on his face and had a good idea why he appeared that way. “Bill, would you mind if I’m upfront with you folks, and maybe a little forward?”

“Ron, after everything you’ve done for us tonight, I don’t think you could say anything that would offend us, what’s on your mind?”

Before Ron spoke, he glanced at his wife, who merely smiled and nodded her head in reply to his unspoken question. “First of all, we’re glad to have been able to lend a helping hand to you guy’s, that’s all that we originally intended. However, while watching the interactions between the four of you, we noticed something. It was nothing overt, but it was obvious to people who’s played the same game for years. If my assumption is right, you folks were planning on having a swinging encounter this weekend.”

While Lynn and Barbra stared in shock, Bill stammered, “I’m sorry if we offended or embarrassed you fine folks in some way, we certainly didn’t mean to.”

Laughing as he held up his hand stopping Bill midsentence Ron continued. “Bill, I’m sorry for not being clearer. We’re not embarrassed or offended in any way. The fact is we’ve been in the lifestyle for years. Although not all that active these days, it’s an activity that we both enjoy and have missed. What I was awkwardly trying to say is that we would like to invite you to spend the night here. We would both enjoy your company, and as you can see, there’s plenty of room here to enjoy yourselves. We wouldn’t mind playing but can understand if you’re not interested and it wouldn’t insult us if you decline our offer. At the least, you can stay the night, and we’ll be able to check on your car in the morning.”

After exchanging glances back and forth between one another for a few moments, Lynn was the first to react to Rod’s invitation. Jumping off her barstool and rushing over to Linda she gave her a hug, “you two are the best people I’ve ever met. I can’t believe that two strangers could be that open and inviting. We would love to take you up on your offer if you really mean it.”

After returning her hug, Linda assured her, “we mean it, and we’re both looking forward to getting to know the four of you.”

With a warm smile, Barbra glanced at Ron and asked, “Ron would you mind telling me what it was that gave us away?”

Ron laughed as he replied, “Barbra I’m afraid that you were the dead giveaway. While all of you gave a few little signs, when you entered the den and saw the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace, it wasn’t your husband that you communicated with it was Bill. I would guess at some point the two of you had discussed what you would enjoy engaging in on a bearskin rug in front of a roaring fire and that memory came back to you when you saw it.”

Barbra smiled, “Ron would you mind if I told you something?” Ron shook his head, and she said, “I’m glad I gave away our little secret. But I’m afraid that I’m not going to be getting into the swing of things until I can warm up a little, I’m still freezing.”

With a nod, Ron smiled, “Linda would you mind seeing our guest to their rooms to put their things away and in the meantime, I’ll set things up to warm them up a bit.” Linda rose from her stool and asked if their guest would mind gathering their things and following her.

After watching the five of them walk out of the den, Ron took the enclosed spiral staircase to the lower level of the house. The stairs emptied into a large room painstakingly designed for carnal pleasure. The wall across from the stairs was solid granite rock, containing an oversized fireplace. One wall was solid glass, allowing a scenic view of the lake during the day. Next to the glass wall was a large hot tub. Along one of the other walls were two saunas’, one wet and the other dry. A doorway next to the stairway led to a changing room. Scattered around the room was a variety of furniture for lounging.

Ron lit a fire in the fireplace before turning on the hot tub and adjusting the temperature. He next entered the dressing room to ensure that enough terrycloth robes were hanging on hooks for his guest. He also gathered an arm full of bath towels, placing one stack next to the hot tub and another next to the saunas’. Before leaving the room, Ron gave it a once-over to ensure it was ready. Lowering the lights for a romantic sitting, he went back upstairs to wait for his guests.

Linda entered the den alone, walking over to Ron she gave him a loving hug as she whispered, “tonight is like all of the nights in which we’ve had the most fun isn’t it.”

Ron smiled, “yes, it is, we’ve always had the most fun on those occasions when it comes as a surprise haven’t we.”

Moments later laughter could be heard as their new friends made their way down the hall toward the den again. As they all took a seat at the bar, Ron handed each a fresh Coffee Royal as he addressed the four of them. “I hope that you’ve all found your accommodations to your liking.”

Barbra took a sip of her drink as she glanced at Ron with an enticing smile, “your home is beautiful Ron, and your hospitality is wonderful. But I’m afraid you may have misunderstood me when I told you that I needed to warm up. I wasn’t talking about getting drunk.”

Ron stared at her for a moment before nodding and walking from behind the bar. “Well, young lady if you will grab your drink and accompany me I’ll show you what I’ve got in mind to warm you up.” Glancing at the rest of them he added, “that goes for the rest of you also if you would be so kind as to follow me.”

Walking toward the staircase, Ron offered her his arm, as Barbra hooked her arm in his they left the room. When they stepped into the lower level, Barbra stopped and slowly looked around. “Oh my God, I’ve never seen a more beautiful playroom in my life. I bet the view is breathtaking in the daylight, and that fireplace, it’s all just beautiful.” Barbra was slowly walking around the room inspecting everything when the others joined them. Lynn soon joined her, and together they gazed out the glass wall at the beauty of the snow-covered area behind the house.

John slowly shook his head, “damn Ron, just when I think I’ve seen the best you show me something even better.”

A few minutes later Barbra rejoined Ron, she seemed content to just stand with him and Linda as she tried to take in everything in the room. Finely Ron asked, “well young lady, wet or dry?”

Barbra glanced at him and replied, “it’s getting wetter by the minute.”

Ron burst out laughing. It took him a few minutes to regain his composure, “I was referring to the sauna, would you prefer the wet sauna or the dry sauna?”

Shrugging her shoulders sheepishly, “I really don’t know. Why don’t I just go with whatever you suggest.” Ron smiled and nodded.

Addressing the group, Ron said, “folks you’re welcome to enjoy anything in here that you would like. I don’t know you all that well, and I’m afraid I don’t have any bathing suits. We do have a changing room to accommodate any of you that are modest, it’s through that door and inside you will find robes if you’re interested.

Ron smiled at Barbra, “are you ready to get warmed up young lady?”

Before answering him, Barbra glanced past Ron toward Linda, “Linda, would you mind if Ron and I took a sauna together?”

Linda giggled at her politeness, “Barbra you’re precious it’s so rare these days to find people with manors. I don’t mind in the least, and I hope you won’t mind if I fuck your husband at some point tonight.”

Barbra burst out laughing, “I was hoping that you would.” As the two of them walked toward the sauna’s, Ron asked Barbra if she would be more comfortable in a robe.

Barbra stopped and gave him a hug, “Ron everybody in here except for you and Linda has seen me naked. Before the night’s over, I fully expect both of you to be included in that group. I’m not modest and don’t mind undressing in front of you unless you would rather I put on a robe for some reason.” Ron smiled as he started unbuttoning his shirt.

In a matter of minutes, everybody in the room was naked. John and Lynn entered the dry sauna together, while Linda and Bill joined each other in the hot tub. On entering the sauna, Ron paused to pour a ladle of cold water on the hot rocks in front of them. As the warm steam filled the sauna, they both relaxed next to each other enjoying the warmth. Ron watched as the steam turn Lynn’s body into a shimmering image of glistening beauty, as he did he could feel his cock growing. Avoiding being too forward with her, he took his time when his cock had reached it’s full eight inches he began lightly stroking her moist sensual body. As he did, he whispered, “Barbra, I can’t believe my luck. It’s a privilege to be joining a woman as beautiful as you. I hope I’m able to make this a very pleasurable experience for you.”

Smiling warmly as she glanced down at his growing manhood, “Ron I’m confident that I’m about to be very pleased with whatever we engage in.”

Reaching toward him Barbra wrapped her fingers around his cock and began to slowly stroke. Her grip tightened as she continued, moments later she leaned her head back closing her eyes. With a soft guttural moan, she softly whispered, “you’re so wonderfully big and hard Ron, I love the feel of your cock.”

Ron ever so slowly, lightly ran his fingers over her breast and nipples. Enjoying the feel of her soft, moist skin he continued softly running his fingers over Barbra’s lush body. As he continued his caress, Barbra began to softly purr. As her passions-built Ron shifted slightly on the bench before tracing his fingers down her body, over her abdomen, and between her legs. Feeling his fingers descending her body, her legs slowly spread allowing him access. Instead of probing her Ron maintained his slow approach. Running the tips of his fingers ever so lightly between the lips of her labia he enjoyed the wet, slick feel of her lubricating juices. Ron marveled at the sight of her flower opening for him. Softly stroking the area around her pussy, Ron took particular notice of the area in which his touch received the most pleasurable reactions.

After several minutes when she was fully open, he began to firmly rub her clit. When her breathing started coming in labored gasps, he slowly inserted one of his well-manicured fingers inside. He felt along the top of her canyon until he felt her spongy G-spot. After locating her G-spot, he began to slowly but firmly rub it with the pad of his finger. It didn’t take long, a couple of minutes at the most, before Barbra was holding his wrist in both hands and violently humping his finger. At that point, Ron extended his thumb to apply equal pressure to both her “G” spot and clit simultaneously. As Barbra screamed out her orgasm, her entire body was quivering. She continued to hump herself against his finger for several moments before her body went completely limp.

As Barbra descended from her orgasmic high Ron held her as he continued stroking her bodies less sensitive areas. Smiling at him as she opened her eyes again Barbra commented, “my god Ron, you touched me in a way I’ve never experienced. You hit all the right places in just the right way, where did you learn that little trick.”

Ron chuckled, “I must have read about it somewhere I guess.”

Barbra giggled and replied, “well if you're through with that book would you let John borrow it please.”

After a few minutes Barbra shifted around in her seat, “I owe you a little something special for that Ron,” she said lowering her head toward his cock. He leaned back and allowed her full access to the area her mouth was descending to. She didn’t disappoint, motivated to give Ron as much pleasure as he had given her she used every pleasurable oral technique she could think of. Over the next several minutes she licked, sucked, and kissed his cock and genital area. As he fought to maintain control, she continued doing her best to bring him over the top. When it reached the point that he felt he couldn’t hold out any longer, he slowly lifted her mouth from his throbbing manhood.

As she looked up at him with questioning eyes, he laughed and replied, “before your stay is over I would hope to have you bring me off with that very pleasurable mouth. But right now, I would rather have you use that tight pussy of yours to bring me over the top.”

Barbra nodded as she asked in a moaning whisper, “how do you want me?”

In a low growl, Ron panted, “on the bench, kneel and point that beautiful little ass of yours toward me, I want to take you hard and deep.”

Barbra complied with his request by getting on her hands and knees. Ron moved behind her, and when he slid his cock between her thighs, she guided him to her entrance. Ron plunged all the way inside her in one hard thrust. Then holding her by the hips, he began fucking her in long, hard, deep thrusts. It didn’t take either of them long to reach the point of no return. She started moaning as soon as he started fucking her and in a manner of minutes she was screaming out another orgasm. As soon as he heard her orgasmic scream, he allowed himself to let go and began filling her tight pussy with his cum.

With exhausted giggles, they both gasped for breath as they fought to regain control after it was over. Ron slowly withdrew his cock from her and dropped to the bench. Soon he was holding her as they cuddled together. After several minutes Ron said, “I think we need to get out of here before we both have a heat stroke.” Barbra nodded her agreement.

The rest of their little group was in the hot tub when they finely reentered the room from the sauna. Barbra climbed into the tub and snuggled up against her husband. While Ron walked around behind Linda and gave her a loving kiss. “Are you having fun?” Ron asked as they broke their kiss.

Linda smiled, “it’s just like it used to be honey.”

The six of them sat in and around the hot tub for some time enjoying the afterglow and the closeness they felt for one another. Finely Lynn glanced at Barbra, “my God girlfriend, you’re glowing. Ron must have touched your button for you.”

Barbra laughed as she shook her head, “he didn’t just touch my button, he touched all of my buttons. Lynn, you’re going to be in for a treat with him.”

Lynn glanced at Ron with a sexy smile, “Hi Ron, do you remember me. After chatting with Barbra, I can’t wait for us to get a little better acquainted.”

After laughing with the rest of the group at Lynn’s comments, Linda patted her husband’s arm, “Honey, have your fun, but don’t forget our agreement.”

Ron chuckled as he gave her a tender peck, “oh I remember honey, it may take me a little longer now, but if you wait for me I’ll get there.”

Lynn glanced toward Linda with a questioning expression. It is evident that she was curious about Ron and Linda’s conversation, but she was too polite to ask about it. Linda smiled as she saw the expression on her face, “you’re curious, aren’t you?” Lynn merely nodded her reply. “Well years ago, when we first started playing with other people we came up with a never-ending list of rules concerning this. We wouldn’t do this, or we wouldn’t do that, we would ask the other before we did anything. No kissing, no holding hands, the list just went on forever, mostly from me I guess. Over the years though we both discovered that sex is both fun and spontaneous. If you break the spontaneity of the act, you ruin the fun. We finely limited our list to three simple rules. We wouldn’t disrespect the other, we wouldn’t do anything without the knowledge of the other, and after we have enjoyed somebody else, we will have reconnection sex as soon as possible. That might not work for everybody, but it helped keep us together for all these years.”

Lynn stared at Linda for several moments without speaking. Finally, she asked, “Linda that sounds so simple, yet it’s so profound. We haven’t been involved with this for all that long, and we don’t have that much experience with it. In fact, John and Barbra have been the only couple we have ever been with, up until tonight that is. I was just wondering if we have the opportunity before we leave, would you mind if we talked about this with you and Ron. There are some aspects of this activity that I for one would love to hear your thoughts on.”

Linda nodded, “I don’t know how much help we would be, but if you would like to know my opinion on anything to do with the lifestyle I wouldn’t mind sharing that with you.”

Lynn gazed around the room for a moment before focusing on Ron again. She then addressed Linda, “Linda, do you think it would be alright if Ron and I got a little better acquainted?”

With a giggle, Linda replied, “Lynn I’m shocked, is that a polite way of saying that you want to fuck my husband?” Lynn smiled as she nodded her reply. “Well, in that case, go ahead, after all, it would be rude of me to deny you after your husband so joyously introduced himself to me.”

As Lynn made her way over to Ron, John slid over next to Linda, “I haven’t had the pleasure of getting to know you properly yet Linda, would you mind if I joined you.”

Linda returned John’s smile, “John it would be nice to get to know you, of course, it would be even better to fuck you.” John smiled as he began massaging Linda’s left breast.

When Lynn reached Ron, he was sitting on the edge of the hot tub. She smiled at him as she reached down and parted his legs. Moving between his legs she playfully rubbed her breast against his cock, and in a voice just above a whisper asked, “kind sir, would you be so kind as to fuck me into oblivion.”

Ron looked at her appraisingly, “I don’t know young lady, you’ve seemed to have caught me at a hectic time. Is this something that can wait or are you insistent on doing it at this very minute.”

Taking his cock in her hand Lynn bent down and ran the tip of her tongue over the head before moaning, “kind sir, it’s definitely something that must be done at this very minute.”

Ron nodded knowingly, “well young lady, are you prepared for this activity or will you first need to be properly prepared to get your juices flowing.”

Lynn bit her lower lip, “would you mind not fucking around and just fuck me instead.”

Ron nodded before stepping down from the hot tub. Facing Lynn, he slowly spun her around lifting her onto the edge of the hot tub. As she sat on the tub, he spread her legs before kneeling in front of her and bringing his mouth to her pussy. Sitting upright on the floor brought his mouth in perfect position to effortlessly pleasure her. Over the next several minutes he was able to elevate her level of ecstasy to a near orgasmic state. As she bounced and quivered with her fingers wrapped in his hair, she attempted to guide his head to the spot that she most wanted his attention. At the point that she felt she couldn’t take any more of his pleasurable assault, he slowly inserted a finger inside. With his palm up, he ran the pad of his fingertip along the top of her canyon until he felt her spongy “G” spot and began to rub it firmly to the rhythm of her bodies movements. As his finger probed her, he sucked her enlarged clit between his lips. Holding her clit tightly between his lips, he alternated between sucking it as if it was a tiny cock and flicking it with his tongue. Soon Lynn was no longer trying to control his head, she was now using it to maintain her balance as the violent orgasm surged through her body.

As Ron brought Lynn over the top, he had a small audience watching. Linda was kneeling on the seat in the tub while John fucked her from behind. To her left, Barbra was in the same position watching them as Bill fucked her as hard as he was capable of in the water. Watching Lynn go over the edge brought them both to the brink of their own orgasmic releases.

Moments later Lynn was so limp that she literally slid off the tub and ended sitting on the floor with her legs sprawled around Ron’s waist. As she sat in front of him staring incoherently, Ron took her face in both hands and kissed her tenderly. Ron patiently allowed Lynn to regain her faculties as he smiled and continued showering her with little kisses.

The orgasmic screams of the other women seemed to bring Lynn out of her trance. As she smiled warmly at Ron, he kissed her one last time before he began to rise to his feet. When he was standing, he brought his semi-hard cock to her lips. With one hand holding his cock and the other rested against the tub for balance he leaned forward easing his cock into her open mouth. With a slow and smooth motion, he fucked Lynn’s mouth as she alternated between taking him deep in her throat and swirling her tongue around the head.

As both Linda and Barbra continued to kneel in front of him, they stared at him through hooded eyes as they came down from their own pleasurable highs, both with deflating cocks embedded in them. Ron leaned forward, entangled his fingers in Linda’s hair and pulled her toward him kissing her passionately. When they parted their kiss, he did the same with Barbra.

Soon the pleasure that Lynn was providing him was too intense to ignore any longer. Pulling his hips away from her Ron slid his cock out of her hungry mouth. He then reached down grabbing her under her armpits lifting her to her feet. When Lynn was standing Ron turned her around bending her over the edge of the tub. With her body firmly held in place against the hot tub, he buried his cock all the way inside her in a single thrust.

As Ron fucked her with hard deep thrust, Lynn found herself face to face with Barbra. Barbra studied her expression for several long moments. Then, without a word spoken between the two, Barbra grabbed Lynn’s head and kissed her passionately. They continued to embrace and kiss each other deeply until Lynn’s moans turned into an orgasmic scream. As it did Rod released any bastion of control and began pumping cum deep into her snug wet pussy.

Over the next several minutes Ron rested over the top of Lynn with his deflating cock nestled inside her. The other four lounged in the hot tub silently regaining their strength. As they came back to normal again, there was a lot of laughter and idle chit-chat among the group. Several minutes later Barbra glanced toward Linda and asked, “Linda is there a restroom nearby that I could use?”

Linda seemed momentarily embarrassed over not pointing out the restrooms earlier, “I’m sorry Barbra I should have pointed it out to you before, it’s the doorway beside the dressing room door.”

As Barbra climbed out of the tub and began to towel herself off, Lynn addressed her, “hurry up in there I need to use it also.”

Linda climbed out of the tub, toweling herself off she said, “I feel as if I’m the worst host ever, Lynn lets grab a robe and I’ll show you to the upstairs restrooms.”

Moments later the men were alone in the room. Ron glanced at the other two and remarked, “guys it appears the parties over for at least the time being, I’m ready for a drink, would either of you care to join me.” As Bill and John dried off beside the tub, Ron grabbed three robes from the dressing room for them. He also grabbed one for Barbra and draped it over the chair in front of the restroom door. Knocking on the restroom door, “Barbra, we’re going back upstairs, I left a robe on the chair for you, it’s a little cool upstairs, and you might need it.”

Several minutes later the group had recongregated around the bar in the den. Linda had prepared a sandwich tray while Ron had everybody a fresh drink. All in the pleasurable state of happy afterglows they chatted together as they got to know one another better. At one-point Barbra glanced at Lynn, her hair moist from a combination of steam and perspiration hung flat, her makeup was smeared, and her robe hung open enough to give a titillating view of her naked body beneath. With a giggle, Barbra commented, “girlfriend it looks like you’ve been ridden hard and put away wet.”

Lynn smiled and replied, “well one thing’s for sure, I’ve been ridden hard, but I haven’t been put away just yet. But you’re right, I must be looking haggard.” Addressing the rest of the group she proclaimed, “I think I’ll freshen up a little, I’ll be right back folks.”

Ron laughed good-naturedly, “Lynn you look perfect to me. I might be in the minority, but to me, a sexy lady in a happy afterglow wearing nothing but a white terrycloth robe is the sexiest sight I can think of. A lot of people might like the sexy corsets and CFM shoes and the like, but for me the way you are right now is perfect. The way I can catch glimpses of your nude body under your robe from time to time. The knowledge that if I ran my hand inside your robe, I’d find your lush nude body, there’s just nothing sexier.”

The conversation remained lighthearted and humorous as the group laughed and joked with one another. Although Ron and Linda had met the two couples for the first time tonight, from their interactions, it seemed as if they were all old friends. At one-point Ron glanced at Bill with a confused expression, “Bill, don’t get me wrong I’m glad that things worked out as they have, but did you guys really come up here without first making reservations?”

Bill shook his head, “Ron it’s just been a cluster fuck. This was supposed to have been a week-long ski trip. We had reservations to use a cabin for a week, then yesterday I was informed that the heavy snow collapsed the roof. I didn’t think the weather would be as bad as it is and thought we would get up here today and find another place. Now that we’re stuck without a place to stay or a car to get around I guess this is going to turn into a trip that I’m going to be hearing about for years to come.”

Before Ron replied he glanced at Linda. She smiled and gave him a warm smile along with a nod. “Bill I somehow feel as if I’m taking advantage of your predicament, but I assure you that’s not the case. Linda and I would like to invite you folks to spend the week here if that’s something that you might be interested in. As far as skiing and finding another place to stay, this storm is slated to last through mid-week, so you’re going to be stuck inside until then. If you folks would like to find someplace other than a motel room you’re probably looking at Monday as the earliest you’ll be able to contact anybody. So, tomorrow we can either get you a rental car and attempt to find a room for you, or we can all enjoy the snow safe and sound here.”

Bill seemed at a loss as he glanced between the faces of his wife and friends. “Ron that’s so generous of you, but I would feel as if we’re taking advantage of your hospitality. Maybe we should….”

Lynn interrupted her husband mid-sentence. “I’m sorry Ron, you’ll have to excuse my husband. Up to this point, he’s overseen putting this trip together and making all the arrangements. Bill, in the poetic words of the Donald, You’re Fired. Ron, we would love to take you and your beautiful wife up on your generous offer.”

Ron laughed as he nodded, “I didn’t mean to start something between you two, but I’m glad you’ve accepted. Bill first thing in the morning we’ll check with the body shop to see what we can find out about your car. After that, I’ll check with a friend of mine at Heavenly to see about getting the four of you a week’s pass on the slopes. We have no plans for the week so anything that any of you are interested in doing while you’re up here let me know, I have some friends in the area and can put together most anything that you might think of.”

Bill shook his head in amazement, “Ron I don’t know how to thank you and your beautiful wife. A few hours ago, it seemed as if things couldn’t get any worse, and now I don’t know how they could get any better.”

Enjoying each other’s company, the three couples spent the next half an hour laughing, chatting, and flirting with one another around the bar. As their conversation lulled Ron noticed that Bill’s head was nodding, and his eyes were mere slits. “Bill you’ve had a full day and look tired. You’re not going to insult any of us by calling it a night, we can all understand.”

Bill protested mildly for a few moments before glancing at Lynn, “He’s right honey, I’m sorry but I’ve hit the wall, and I just can’t keep my eyes open. Are you ready to call it a night?”

Lynn rose from her stool, “Honey let’s get you to bed, he’s right you do look tired. Then if you don’t mind, I would enjoy staying up a little longer.” Bill nodded his agreement as he stood.

Linda told them that she would go with them to ensure they had fresh towels along with anything else they may need. The three of them walked out of the room with both women’s arm around Bill. They hadn’t been gone for more than a few moments when Barbra asked, “Ron, we really appreciate everything that you’re doing for us, but I’m confused about something. You were able to pick-up on what we had in mind for this week, and I guess I can somehow understand how you were able to do that. But how did you know we were trustworthy enough to be invited into your home?”

Ron smiled and nodded. “Barbra I’m not going to bore you with an in-depth explanation of my past, other than to say that in my youth I was extensively trained in methods to detect the honesty of what people were telling me. Also, I spent twenty years running bars in the Bay Area, and in an environment of alcohol and varied personalities, you get very good at reading body language. That and being very intuitive leads me to be able to evaluate people very quickly.”

For the next half-an-hour, the three of them discussed the different types of tells that Ron was able to gain from them. Finely Ron glanced in the direction of the bedrooms and commented, “it seems that Linda and Lynn must have gotten lost somewhere.”

Barbra laughed, “I don’t think their lost Ron, I would guess that Bill probably talked them into something to relax him, so he’d be able to sleep.”

Smiling Ron nodded his agreement and replied, “I think you’re probably right, maybe the three of us should come up with something that would put a cap on a perfect evening ourselves.” Before Barbra had a chance to reply laughter could be heard from the hallway.

Entering the room both Lynn and Linda had the expression of the cat that ate the canary. Both were giggling as they walked in arm in arm. Ron arched his eyebrows, “well did you two manage to get Bill to sleep?” Both women burst out laughing.

When they were able to maintain their laughter, Lynn spoke for both. “Well, poor Bill was all worked up over everything that’s taken place today. So, we decided to help him relax a little. We took turns fucking him and letting him dine on us. One of us would ride him while the other would squat over him giving him something to feast on. We concluded by bringing him off as he plowed my furrow from behind, while I brought Linda off while dining at her Y.”

Over the next few minutes, Barbra and Lynn continued to exchange good-natured banter. Then, to everybody’s laughter, Barbra pulled Lynn’s robe open and pushed her thighs apart. As pearly white liquid flowed from Lynn’s slit, Barbra proclaimed, “Look at this creampie Ron, she wouldn’t even allow Linda the pleasure of having Bill cum in her.” Barbra was telling the group one thing while her mannerisms, however, were saying something entirely different. With Lynn’s lush body exposed Barbra continued slowly stroking her. Then, after running her finger over the length of Lynn’s labia, Barbra embraced her with a deep passionate kiss.

Standing beside John, Linda watched the interaction between the two women with a great deal of amusement. As Barbra dropped to her knees and brought her mouth to Lynn’s pussy, Linda glanced at John to gauge his reaction. She found that John was watching his wife so intently that he’d failed to notice that his hard cock had probed its way through the opening of his robe. Smiling at the sight of his cock standing proudly she reached down and began stroking his impressive manhood.

As Ron watched the stimulating behavior of the four of them, he could feel his cock responding. When Linda bent over and took John in her mouth, Ron walked from behind the bar to join them. With Linda bent over while standing beside John, Ron pulled her robe up exposing her ass. Moving up behind her he buried his cock all the way inside her in one swift thrust. As both men marveled at the show being put on by Lynn and Barbra, they pleasured themselves with Linda’s mouth and pussy.

The two women soon moved from the bar to the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace. Lynn removed her robe laying it over the bearskin rug, and the two of them embraced the body of the other as they descended to the floor. The sexual excitement of both men rose to a new level as they watched the two women flow into a classic “69” position. As they watched the two women pleasuring themselves, they pleasured themselves by continuing to exchange places with one another as they enjoyed Linda. As she kept one of them hard with her mouth, the other would fuck her hard and deep for a few moments before the other took his turn with her.

As both men began fucking Linda with a new found enthusiasm, she formulated a plan. Knowing full well what her husband enjoyed most in this activity, she intended to pleasure him with just that. While John was fucking her, she was holding her husband’s cock in her hand applying just enough attention with her mouth and hand to keep him hard and interested. With John, however, she did everything in her power to bring him over the top. Meeting his every thrust by slamming herself into him she began telling him what she desired in moaning detail. “Oh, that feels so good John, fuck me with that beautiful cock. I want it hard John, I want to feel that dick pounding me and spitting cum deep in my pussy. Cum for me John, I can’t take it anymore, please cum, I want to feel that beautiful cock spitting cum in my pussy now.” As she continued moaning her needs John didn’t disappoint, he was soon holding himself tightly against her ass as he began to cum deep inside her.

As pleasurable as she found what she had engaged in with John. Linda knew what she wanted most at this moment. After allowing a few moments for them both to descend from their orgasms, Linda slowly disengaged herself from John’s dick. After giving John a grateful kiss, Linda turned her attention to her husband. Kissing him deeply before running her tongue over Ron’s lips she whispered, “Honey, my pussy’s wet and slick with another man’s cum and I need to feel your big cock inside me, I need to feel you enjoying what I know you love.” Punctuating her request with a deep kiss Linda turned offering her body to her husband as she lowered her mouth to John’s cock.

Moving behind her Ron teased, “are you sure this can’t wait until the morning, it’s getting pretty late.”

Linda stared at him with lust filled hooded eyes, “I’m not in the mood for teasing big boy. I’m in the mood to be fucked hard and to end the evening with one last orgasm. Now quit playing around and fuck my naughty pussy with that big cock of yours.”

Ron plunged himself deep into her as she eased her head back on John’s lap where she again took his dick in her mouth. While he expended all the energy he had left, Linda played with and sucked John’s deflating cock. Although Ron couldn’t flood her pussy with his cum, several minutes later he was able to add what he could to John’s deposit deep in her pussy.

When their play had ended, and the five of them recongregated around the bar, they all knew that the evening was coming to an end. They also looked forward to the coming week and its unlimited expectation for unfathomable sexual opportunities.