All in a Box

This is part 8 of the Friends series. Each story can be read independently, but the characters make much more sense if you have read the earlier parts. The series tracks the growth, personally, professionally, and sexually, of a group of friends, all in their mid-twenties. Alan and Lisa are a young married couple. Audrey and Tim were just engaged and are Alan and Lisa's best friends. Mary, who is not in this chapter, is the fifth friend and Tim's brother Frank's ex.

This chapter begins the morning after Mary had been up for a weekend long three-some with Alan and Lisa, while Tim took Audrey home to meet his parents. At the start of the weekend, the five friends had defined a new set of rules for boundaries for their sexual interplay. Basically, everything was allowed when everyone was present, except intercourse with someone else's partner. Female-female actions are allowed with anyone (or no one else) present.

As with most of the chapters, this part is told from Lisa's perspective. It is also the second chapter in the Group Sex category. I expect the next chapter to go back to Exhibitionism and Voyeurism.

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I intellectually understand hating Monday morning work, but I actually never have. Maybe it's because I do manage to get plenty of sleep, nine or ten hours most nights. I am not sure how Alan manages on the sleep he gets.

Or maybe it's because I have never had a Monday to Friday job I hated. When I was in high school, I worked weekends as a cashier at a cafeteria. That sucked. I worked at the library my second summer in college, which was sometimes boring or tedious, but it was better than sitting at home with Alan having to go into work. I loved my summer working on restoring a beautiful old hotel. Even though I even had to get up early every day that summer. Being part of producing something tangible, something unique and so exquisite was truly fulfilling, I was always excited to go to work, even at the early hour. It was also a great change from the kind of abstract accomplishment entailed in college. And in both of those summer jobs, I really liked the people I was working with.

This Monday morning, I am feeling especially chipper. I am just over two years into my first job out of school and it nicely combines both; I use my mind to conceptualize how whole neighborhoods can be revitalized, but my work produces tangible results. I will take a trip next week to visit one of the first projects I designed, to check on the progress. It's always a good feeling to see the changes.

I think if I was there every day, it would be harder, because the changes on this scale are slow, and often seem to go backwards over the short term. In the hotel, almost every day we left with something looking better than it had, even if that just meant tearing out some rotting trim or scraping the peeling paint.

I am also feeling good because it was a sexually fulfilling weekend. We had a weekend long three-some, with my friend Mary joining my husband Alan and me. It was Alan and my first three-some. It was wonderful. It was also my first time with a woman, except some light play with Audrey a few weeks ago, since some disappointing experiences my first year in college. The three of us also had a sexually charged dinner Friday with our best friends Audrey and Tim, where we decided rules for our evolving group sexual dynamics. And at the end of dinner, we watched Audrey blow Tim's monstrous cock while Mary stroked him.

Saturday, I am doing a lesbian sex show with Audrey, performing for Alan and Tim. Alan and I have watched Audrey and Tim fucking and sucking three different times now (not counting Friday's quick blow job), but this will be the first time I have ever performed in front of anyone. Other than Mary accidentally watching Alan eat me out a month ago, I guess. I get wet every time I think about the upcoming show.

Audrey and I work together in a small consulting firm, where we just found out over the last two weeks that we, along with Javi and Michelle, are being promoted to full partners next year. Javi and Michelle have not been told yet, and the plan is still a secret from most of the company. All four of us are in our mid-twenties and working our first job out of college, so this is a really big deal to us.

The only down side is Audrey is not here today, but she is meeting me at lunch to catch up on news. It is an amazing time for her. Marty, our boss, told her about the promotion on Wednesday, just an hour before Tim proposed to her. They are moving into an apartment together this week. And he took her up this weekend to meet his parents. She is taking the first three days off to move the stuff out of her apartment. Lunch today is a break for her. I will bring her dinner tonight and help her pack. Alan is working and Tim has Karate, so it's a girls' night.

I spend this morning reviewing the progress on my eight revitalization projects underway. I am hoping to get final approval for the plans for the ninth this week. Only six of them have done any real work yet, and none of them are near completion. Our firm consults to towns and small cities, so none of the projects are likely to make the national news, but they can make a big difference to the local communities. My trip next week is to the plan that is farthest along. That will be fun. Next month I am meeting with a journalist and walking the neighborhood with him and the town planner for another project. Stories like these are important for our marketing efforts. And they are also always good for my ego.

I get a text from Audrey: On my way to lounge. c u in 15

Time for me to wrap up this work before I walk over. The lounge is where Audrey and I eat lunch most weekdays. It is a bar with reasonable food and tables that are far enough apart to give some privacy for your conversations. Which we value, given the explicitness of many of our chats there.

She is standing outside when I get there. I am used to her being in her prim and proper business attire when we go here, but today she is in jeans and a tee, no bra. The curls of her fiery red hair flowing over her shoulders. We hug and then walk in.

"It's good to take break from packing. I have been at it for four hours non-stop," she says, as we sit down.

"So how was meeting the parents?" I ask.

"You were right -- Bonnie is one of the sweetest people I have met. I think that's where Tim gets his disposition from. Carl seemed a little grumpy at first, but I realized that's just him. He is really down to earth. I think we are going to get along well. I felt very welcomed.

"Randy, Tim's brother, is so different from either Tim or Frank. All the other kids went to college, but he just seems happy working with his hands, living close to the land. To be honest, he feels more like one of my siblings than any of his. And Julie was nice, if maybe a little boring. What do you expect from a civil engineer? Of course, she probably thought the same of me, as a financial accountant.

"To be honest, I think I am just relieved now. We got off on a good foot and I think I will get along reasonably with all of them. Oh, and on the drive up, Frank I and discussed the wedding questions we came up with on Thursday. That turned out to be useful Bonnie wanted to know what we were planning, how big of a wedding it would be, where, et cetera. And I could ask her about what family friends she thought should be invited. I think I earned some good brownie points with that discussion.

"And it was great last night to be able to make some noise during sex. We were both afraid to do much at his parent's house. You know the feeling, I'm sure."

"Yes we do. And you and Tim CAN make some noise. I know that well, too!"

We both laugh.

She then asks, "But how was YOUR weekend? Our new rules opened up all sorts of possibilities."

"Yes, they did. And I think we took advantage of all of them, plus some. While Mary and I were cleaning up after dinner Friday night, just after you left, she asked me if I would mind if she asked Alan to lick her pussy. We decided to start things off with a mini-show for Alan. We kissed and stripped each other and felt each other up for a few minutes, then she asked Alan. He got her lying down on the couch. She ended up with the most intense orgasm I have ever seen. She said she came five or six times. I was masturbating and stroking Alan's cock the whole time he was eating her out.

"I then rolled Alan onto his back and we fucked in cowgirl while she watched and recovered. After that, the three of us snuggled naked on the couch watching our movie, which quickly turned into another session with me on top and Mary sitting on his face. Mary and I kissed and played with each other's boobs, while he serviced both of us. She came first and I ended up pushing her off Alan's face so I could kiss him while he came. Have you ever done a three-way? Is there an etiquette for this sort of situation that we should know?"

"I kind of did one with two guys in college, but that was more of a drunken mistake than anything else. I would not take any lessons from it."

"That's similar to Mary's only experience. It was odd. But still awesome. The next morning I ate her out after breakfast -- she had been flashing her pussy at me again all morning. By the way, Alan doesn't ogle her pussy anywhere near as much as he does yours. Then she ate me out while Alan kissed me and fondled my tits. There is something really nice about being pleasured by two people at once."

"That was definitely the best part of what I remember from my three way."

"After that -- and I couldn't believe Alan didn't want some relief right away, he had a major boner going -- we went for a long hike, where Mary flashed us like a dozen times. And one time, I flashed them, as well as some random hiker who caught up at an opportune moment. Oops.

"We went to Rick's for dinner. I wore my pink silk blouse -- no bra, you would have been proud of me. By the way, I need you to come help me pick out some new clothes at some point. I have almost nothing between naked breast and prim and proper. Mary was giving Alan a show during dinner, playing with her pussy where only Alan and I could see. And the busboy one time when he refilled our water.

"The real event was after dinner. On the walk to Rick's, I had told Alan he could fuck Mary that night, but he wasn't allowed to cum in her -- that's still for me. And, don't get your hopes up, I told him it was a one-time only coupon and not redeemable for Audrey.

"We tied Alan to a chair and did a two girl blow job on him, stopping right before he came. We then did another little show for him until we came back and Mary finished him off with a blow job while I was kissing him.

"Then Mary and I 69'd on the floor in front of him. After we had both cum, she untied him, while I kissed him and got him ready for round two. We started with him fucking her doggie while she ate me out. After she had cum and Alan was getting nervous about his control, she crawled up so I could lick her pussy while Alan fucked mine. He enjoyed the up close view of me eating her out. That last time, we all came together, then sat around the table drinking tea and cocoa, still nude. Oh and I LOVE nude group hugs.

"Yesterday morning, she got us both off with her mouth and hands after breakfast. As a thank you. Then she watched our movie again. Alan perved out on watching her masturbate to it."

"Wow, that was an AMAZING weekend. It will be interesting to see where the four of us end up going," she says, with desire in her voice. She puts a hand on the thigh and rubs it briefly before pulling it back.

She continues, "So I guess you are all warmed up for our show Saturday?"

"Warmed up is an understatement, hot and wet is more like it. You started to explain your idea two weeks ago before we got distracted. What is the plan?" I ask.

"I want to start the show solo, with you sitting next to Alan on the couch. I will strip and then masturbate but not to completion. I will then lead you into the middle with me, where I will start by taking all your clothes off. We will then hug and kiss and start to feel each other up. If either of us cums during this, that's fine. Just to make sure our men are not feeling left out or jealous, we will each go back to our man and give each a little show and a lap dance. No fucking allowed. Then we get on the floor and 69 each other to climaxes, then go back to our own men and kiss them and then give them blow jobs. I was thinking about swapping men for one of the rounds, but I think we are already pushing their bounds."

"I have an idea. What if, after the lap dances, we kiss in the middle for a minute and then go visit the other man and have them feel us up for just a minute."

"That's a great idea. They will be very amped up, but it gives them a taste of watching us with the other guy."

"You know I am still not going to let you fuck Alan any time soon, don't you?"

"A girl has to have hopes and dreams."

We chat a while longer and then she says she should be getting back to packing. I say I will be to her apartment around 5:30 with a pizza, some salad and white wine. We hug on the way out and go our ways.

The afternoon is mostly uneventful. Marty tells me he wants to start going on some sales calls, initially with him and then on my own. My first trip will be next week. Two trips next week now, both just day trips, but more travel than I am used to, or really want. There will be more work with my new responsibilities, I guess.

I pick up the pizza, salad and wine on the way over to her apartment. When I come in, the place is full of boxes already packed. She has been busy. We sit at the table and eat our dinner and drink the wine. I only have a single glass because I still need to drive home.

After our dinner, she leads me into the bedroom, but not for what my body is craving, The wine has relaxed me and she has been working hard to enough to have a good layer of sweat on her, making her tee cling to her chest enticingly tightly. I am filling a box with personal items, like her lotions and makeup, but the box is only half full when the counter and drawers are clear. She points me at her night stand. I put the items from the first drawer into the box, wrapping each fragile item carefully in paper before placing it in the box.

I then open the second drawer. This is her sex toy drawer. Some things I saw when she used them in her last show -- the dildo, the nipple clamps, and the butt plug that she had also lent to me. That loan led to a good night of Alan fucking both my pussy and my ass.

There are also some bondage pieces, including soft handcuffs, cloth ties, a blindfold, and a small switch, the kind you whip with, not the ones that control lights. And I find another dildo. Some things that I am not sure what they are. And a bunch of what I guess are vibrators.

"You found my goody drawer!" Audrey says, excitedly.

"What is this?" I ask, holding up a round rubbery ring.

"That's a cock ring. It goes around the base of his penis and helps him keep it up and not cum too soon. Jack used it sometimes. That one would not be nearly big enough for Tim. You can throw that out, unless you think Alan would like it."


I toss it in the trash and hold up something that looks like a giant hairpin with some shiny metal beads on the ends of it.

"That's a clit clip. I didn't like the feel of it. I guess toss it. No wait, why don't you see if you like the feel of it."

What the hell, I think. I slide down my slacks and my panty and start to open my lips, when Audrey speaks up again.

"You will want to warm yourself up first. Why don't you use this," she says, reaching in and handing me a tube. She twists the middle of it as she does and it starts buzzing.

I put what looks like the business end over my clit and suddenly exclaim, "Wow that feels good! Oh my god, that feels so good".

"Slow down girl, you are only supposed to warm yourself up right now," she says.

I pull the vibrator back and pant for a few seconds.

"You don't have much experience with vibrators, do you," she asks.

"My freshman roommate had one of those great big things that plugs into the wall. She had me try that, but I wasn't a big fan. Less than a year after that, I was living with Alan and we didn't seem to need any help."



"I haven't used any of these for the last month -- they did get a heavy workout the four months before that. But they can be fun to use with someone else too."

"Why so many?" I ask her.

"They each feel a little different, so it gives some variation. The one you just tried is called a pocket rocket. It's kind of the basic simple vibrator. Very effective though, as you noticed. You want to try them all?"

I nod yes.

"Well if you are going to do that, you are going to give me a good view of it. Take those pants off all the way and spread them legs!"

I obey her orders and display my pussy to her.

"Do you want to use the vibrator or do you want me to?"

"Can you? But show me which ones you are using."

"Okay, I will start back with the rocket to remind you what it felt like."

The buzzing starts again and I feel the sensations again as she presses the vibrator lightly, near my clit, but not on it. It's not as extreme there and really nice. But it is starting to get me antsy when she pulls it off and the buzzing starts.

Now she holds up one that almost looks like part of a tape dispenser with a big hole where the tape should come out.

"This one is supposed to feel like someone licking your pussy. It's different from that, but I see why they say it."

This one is much quieter when she turns it on. She puts the hole over my clit and wow that is amazing. Getting eaten is about the closest comparison, but it's different. But it feels really good.

"If I push it against you, it gets stronger."

She does. It does. And that is my breaking point, as I feel the unintended orgasm wash over me.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that yet. You okay trying the others?"

"God yes. Please," I say almost begging.

She holds up something that has a long point on it. It kind of reminds me of the fire starter my father uses to light his grill.

"This gives much more pinpoint sensations," she says, turning it on and touching my clit with the tip.

Pinpoint is right. Right to my soul, through my clit. I feel her taking it away, and snap, "DO NOT STOP!"

After a minute, I have my second orgasm. This one stronger and expected.

"Are you done now? We still have more to try."



I nod and she holds up something that almost looks like a sculptural abstract dildo.

"This is a g-spot vibrator," she explains, "It goes inside you."

She slides the vibrator into my cunt, turns it on, and then says, "You might have to adjust its position to find your g-spot."

I reach down and adjust it until I find the correct position. This feels good in a very different way.

"Why don't we use this for the show. One of us could put it in the other. I think the visual would be good. And, um, yes it will get me off," I say, starting to have a little trouble talking.

"Well I think we need to pull that one out, so you can try the last one. It's called a rabbit and goes inside you and has these ears which slide on either side of your clit to stimulate it. I will set it up and let you adjust it before I turn on the ears."

She replaces the earlier one with the rabbit. I reach down until I feel it hitting my g-spot again. The earlier one did a better job on the g-spot, but this is still nice.

Then she turns on the ears. I explode almost instantly. I have to pull it back quickly because it is now too strong as I recover from the latest orgasm.

"Yeah, that one gets me off, but it's a little harsh. Before you cover up, let me see if you like the clit clip on you. Once you calm down a little more at least."

She continues, "Would you like to borrow one of these to try with Alan? I wouldn't want to do it every night, but it can be a nice change up. I guess I would suggest the rocket. It's the easiest to deal with. And don't use it too much or it will numb your clit for a while."

She picks up the clit clip and lightly brushes my clit. I react, but not overly. So she slides the clip around my clit. It hurts a little. But it also feels very good.

"I can see you like it more than I did. Why don't you keep it. You can wear it home tonight for Alan to find if you want. You can slide it up or down to change the pressure."

She continues, "Now I think I need some relief after watching you have three orgasms."

She pulls down her pants and panty, and continues, "Mechanical or human powered is up to you."

"I am still working on perfecting my cunnilingus and practice makes perfect, so ..."

I lean down and start licking her pussy, first starting with the outside, then moving slowly up and in, until I find her clitoris. She is now moaning as I focus on her source of pleasure. I guess watching me cum three times has her pretty amped up. She is not going to last long. I plunge three fingers into her cunt and start pumping them in and out. A few more plunges, a few more licks and then she lets out a loud groan. She brings her chest up and her legs up for a moment and then relaxes back down, quiet but panting a bit.

"Thank you. I needed that one."



I crawl up along her and give her a kiss that she returns passionately. We embrace and then sit up. We pull our pants back on and settle back in to packing. But I do slip the pocket rocket into my pocket rather than the box I am filling.

We get several more boxes filled before I announce that it's time for me to go. We give each other a hug and kiss passionately, before I say, "Don't forget to describe tonight to Tim. I get to have a show and tell with Alan."

When I get home, I give Alan a big hug and kiss. To which, he says, "Do I smell Audrey on you?"

"Do I have a story to tell you tonight. And some visuals, too."

"Living room stories or bedroom stories?" he asks.

"The couch has been well used recently and the stories are probably most appropriate in the bedroom, but I think I want a cup of tea, so we can go in the kitchen. That was well used this weekend, too, I guess."

I wait for Alan to make me my tea before I start. I describe my discovery of Audrey's sex toy drawer. Alan is curious. He has no more experience with sex toys than I do. I describe the clit clip and then say, "I can show you more easily."



I pull off my pants and my panty and spread my lips so he can see the clip.

"Does it hurt?"

"A little and I will need to take it off soon, I think. But it also has me horny as hell. Would you like to take it off me?"

Alan reaches in, and after fiddling for a few seconds, realizes how to unpin me and lays the clip on the table.

"We can work on your horniness in a minute. But this doesn't explain why you smell like Audrey's pussy."

"I hadn't finished my story yet. Audrey explained I wanted to get myself warmed up a bit before putting it on. So she handed me a vibrator. I used my roommate's big wand thing once six years ago, but I haven't tried anything like these. It was way more effective than I was guessing.

"

Audrey offered to show me what the different vibrators felt like -- I never knew there were different kinds. She ended up giving me three orgasms by the time I had tried all five of hers. And then she put the clit clip on me."



"But, you still haven't -," he starts to complain.

"If you keep interrupting, I can't finish my story. After all that, she asked me to give her some relief. So I got more practice at cunnilingus. I think I am getting good at it. Then we pulled our pants back on and did more packing. I did tell her that she needs to tell Tim about tonight.

"Oh and she lent me this," I say as I pull the vibrator out of my pocket, "I thought you might like watching me cum again and then you can choose how you want to end things."

I turn the rocket on and place it against my clit. I am just barely watching him watch me through half-closed eyes as I feel the orgasm coming and then taking me. Not an overwhelming one, but enough to get me over the need brought on by the clip.

"If you liked me doing that, I should get one for us. This is one is easy and you could use it on me. Some of the other ones really require me getting it positioned just right. She also said I should probably not use it for a few days after this -- the vibrations could actually end up numbing my clit for a while if I use it too much."

"I did enjoy watching you, so we should probably get one. I don't think I want to do it all the time. But it could be a nice alternative, kind of like we've used anal. In certain moods, I could really like watching or using it on you myself. And it could come in handy when I am on the road a lot in February.

"You said it's my choice?" he continues. "Well I want to chat for a while before doing anything -- I haven't really talked to you since last night. And I want you to stay dressed as you are while we talk, with your legs spread wide, like they are now. Then you can take your blouse and bra off and give me a blowjob as I sit in this chair. Then we get go snuggle in bed until we fall asleep."

Very specific, I think. I guess he was needing to ask permission for everything for two weeks and then I was pretty much in charge this weekend with Mary, so he needs to be have control for tonight. None of his individual requests really surprise me.

We chat about our workdays. I tell him what Audrey said about meeting Tim's parents. We both know them, so this was about how we expected it to go. I mention that I have two day trips next week, one with Marty, one by myself. That Marty wants me to become more active is sales, which means I will be traveling more.

When the conversation seems to have wound down, I stand up and unbutton my blouse, setting it in the chair I was in. Then I unclasp my bra and it too is set on the chair. I lean forward, saying "You can touch me wherever you want to," just before giving him a passionate kiss. He fondles my breasts while we kiss.

I then kneel down and unzip his pants. I then realize his erect penis won't fit through the opening and I have to unbuckle his belt and release the button at the top, allowing his pants to come free. I pull down his boxers and take his cock into my mouth. I reach both hands up and caress his nipples as I work my mouth up and down has shaft. I bring one hand down to help stroke his member. I can feel him getting close. Then my mouth is filled with his cum. I am swallowing as fact as I can, but some of it leaks back out and covers his penis in white goo.

I slide off his cock and lick it clean from all the sides. He looks very satisfied with his treatment. I stand up and offer him a helping hand to get up as well. We walk back to bed, each with an arm around the other, me naked and him fully clothed. He is soon out of his clothes, too, and we fall asleep snuggled together in bed.

Tuesday is just another work day, nothing special or eventful going on. Marty has me looking through reports on possible sales leads. I hadn't really thought about how the partners bring in the customers. We have no sales people.

With no Audrey still today, I grab a sandwich to go from the deli around the corner and eat at my desk, plowing through these. About two in the afternoon, I see Marty, Michelle and Javi leaving together. Is he telling the two of them, now? I text Audrey to tell her about it.

No reply. I guess she is actively moving stuff out to the truck.

About four o'clock, the three come back. Michelle sticks her head in my office and says, "Can we take a little walk?"

"Sure, right now?" I say, pretty sure I know what she wants to talk about.

"Yeah let's go."

As soon as we are outside, walking down the sidewalk, she squeals, "He told us! I know we can't talk about it in the office yet, but I had to talk to you about it. Javi is calling his wife right now."

She is bouncing up and down as she talks. I always thought of her as bouncy, but not quite this literally.

"How was the talk with him?" I ask her.

"Wasn't it weird having him talk to us as friends?" she says. "I never knew he knew so much about me or Javi. You are probably too much of a goody-two-shoes to have any secrets he knew about you. And Audrey has probably never had a hair out of place in her life. But it was scary what he understood about me."

"You just don't know Audrey very well. Or me for that matter. Audrey is a Jekyll and Hyde between her work persona and her relaxed persona. And Marty understood her well enough to be aware of both. Did he give the two of you challenges to live up to? He certainly did for us, especially Audrey."

"He told us what we needed to work on, but it sounds like he may have been harsher with you two."

"It wasn't bad with me, but it sounds like he laid into Audrey a bit. Especially about a recent incident outside of work that turned out well, but could have gone poorly. It's not my place to say more than that. But she can have impulse control issues in the wrong circumstances."

"He was pretty blunt with us about his expectations, including that he was betting that she would be the next president if she could live up to it. I guess that is what he was referring to. And he thinks you are the greatest thing since sliced bread. That we should be building the company around you. But that he didn't see you being president."

"So are you guys going to be helping with customer acquisition too? He has had me working on it all day. And I am going on a sales trip next week with Marty. But he says only a few of those together and then I have to do them by myself. And Audrey and I are going to be picking up Economic Development work soon."

"He hasn't said anything about sales work yet. But yeah, he mentioned Eddie was not being kept. I guess I never really knew him well, but he always gave me the creeps."

"Audrey and I have called him Sleazy Eddie before we even became good friends. I wouldn't want to be trapped in an elevator with him, that's for sure."

"I need to get back for a conference call in a few minutes. Audrey is still out tomorrow, right? Javi is out the next two days. Can you have lunch with me tomorrow? And we can try to get all four of us together for lunch on Friday."

"Sounds good, I will let Audrey know about Friday."

We head back into the office. I text Audrey to tell her that Michelle and Javi are in the know now and we are planning a lunch with the four of us on Friday. This time I get a short responsethx.

When I get home, Alan has brought some takeout Korean Barbecue. He suggests beer to go with it. The barbecue is delicious and the beer, which I usually don't drink, goes with it nicely. I drink two.

I tell him that Michelle and Javi know now, so I would not be surprised if the first promotion is soon. He tells me that he thinks they have a partner for the travel agent project. He says if both of the apps are demo-able before the IPO, we can probably expect the sales price to be even higher. Great, more money to figure out what to do with.

He also says, "How about St John for your birthday next month?"

"That sounds like a great idea!"

"I will try to find a nice fancy villa we can rent sometime around then. I should have choices to show you later this week."

After dinner cleanup, which is easy with take out, we settle in to start to our default relaxation, watching TV. I realize I want to do more than just watch TV. Then I remember the butt plug I bought just before the ugly night when Alan ripped my kimono. I get up and run into the bedroom to grab it out of my nightstand drawer. I come back with it behind my back.

"I bought something for us the day of the ugliness and I think maybe now is the time to bring it out," I say, pulling the butt plug out from behind my back. "Can you help you put it in for me? Not this minute, though. Come with me first."

I hand him the butt plug and take his hand and lead him into the bathroom.

"I want you to watch me take a bath. In my fantasy, I have more of an audience than just you, but I really want you to watch me."

I turn on the bath water and then pull the chair over next to the tub, pointing at it so he will sit. I pour a little bubble bath in the water and then start a slow, seductive strip tease for him. I bend over once to check the water, giving him a complete view of me from behind. I turn back to face him before I stretch my leg as high as I can to step in, making sure he gets a good long look at my pussy. I go almost all the way under water, the bubbles completely obscuring my body.

I slide back up a bit, so my breasts just barely break through the bubbles, my large dark nipples in plain sight. I begin to wash my girls, pull one and then the other nearly completely free of the bubbles. I now start on my legs, lifting them almost all the way out of the tub. one at a time. But my privates stay hidden under the bubble the whole time. I finally start washing down my abdomen, clearing the soap bubbles as I go. Alan is watching them clear, waiting til the vision he seeks is enabled.

When I reach my pussy, I have cleared all the bubbles that were hiding my body. I don't even pretend to wash my privates, I start immediately and obviously masturbating. I start slowly, but the excitement of at least partially living my fantasy is a powerful aphrodisiac. I am soon feverishly rubbing my clit, waiting for my climax. And when it comes, I just squeeze my legs shut and feel the release.

Once my body has calmed, I stand up and step out of the tub. As I dry myself off, I stand with one leg on the tub, fully exposing my open pussy to his lustful stare. Once dry, I bend over the tub and say, "Now is the time to put it in."

He stands up and starts pushing it against my anus. Initially, it seems impossible that it will ever be let in. But my body slowly concedes, until pop, and it's in. The plug feels good, sexy.

I want to feel it in me for a while, so I say, "Let's go watch TV for a bit now. I will stay dressed like this."

I snuggle against him as we watch something that I'm not really registering. I realize he still needs permission to touch me sexually, so I say, "You may touch me anywhere you see fit while we are snuggling here."

"Soon his hands are on my breasts, massaging them, tweaking my nipples. I lean up, give him a kiss, then lie down face up, my head in his lap. I can feel his cock against the back it.

He now has easier access to more parts of me. He takes advantage by sliding a hand down my abdomen, past my landing strip, and into my gash, He pulls a finger back up the middle before bringing the finger up to his mouth to lick my juices off. Now he reaches both hands down, enabling him to spread my lips and still explore the inside with three fingers.

I stand up, and face away from him, while I push a button on the clicker to turn the TV off. "Take your time in my cunt, but make sure you have something left for my ass."

I bend over, putting my forearms down on the coffee table, presenting two holes to him. I can hear his belt being unbuckled and the pants hitting the floor. Then he drives his cock deep into my cunt, suddenly, aggressively. But he slows as he withdraws and settles into a nice leisurely pace, in and out, which is just what I need. With each stroke, I feel the plug being pushed by his passing cock.

As much as I am enjoying this sensation, I have other needs. I reach a hand down and find my clit. He notices and picks up his tempo. He also reaches down to grab an entire boob in each hand, molesting the nipples with his fingers. I know I will cum soon and then I do, and my cunt grasps his cock, trying to force him to deposit his offering. But he knows this is not the plan, and he holds out.

He withdraws completely from my pussy, my cunt clamoring for his return. But he has other destinations. I feel the butt plug being tugged, and then it's gone, leaving both holes feeling suddenly empty. This emptiness is short-lived however. I can feel the tip of his cock demanding entrance. Eventually, he is able to enter my back door.

As gentle and sensual his earlier fucking was, this assault is just as ferocious, almost violent. He presses my chest down into the table and slams his hips into my rump as his cock plunges in and out of my ass. We are both grunting on each stroke, in time but disharmonious in our tones. I have an underlying moan between the grunts that is becoming louder, more dominant, more desperate.

The pitch has climbed higher along with my excitement. My moan is turning back into shrill, rapid grunts as the orgasm strikes me This is a big one that I ride it for what feels like hours. Seeing me lose control pushes him over the top and he is frantically pumping me full of his wasted seed.

He leans over me, wraps his arms all the way around and gives me a back hug for several minutes, then kisses my back and steps back, sliding his now limp dick from my ass. I stand up and turn around to give him a big hug and a passionate kiss that lasts for minutes. I don't want to let him go. Or let go of this moment.

"That was a really good one," I say.

"I had that sense. It lasted almost as long as Mary's five or six in a row did."

"God, I love you so much," I say, full of emotion, and start hugging tightly again.

"How about we shift to bed and we can snuggle there for as long as you want."


"Even past the time you need to go to work? I'm not sure I ever want to let go right now."

"We'll see about that one."

We head off to bed and snuggling. Usually, it's Alan's hands that want to wander, but now it's mine. Part of me just wants the sexual part of this evening to never end. But I fall asleep lying on his chest. When he rolls over sometime in the middle of the night, I curl around him, my arm around his waist, my breasts pressed against his back.

I feel him try to slide out from my grasp in the morning. Instead of letting him go, I grab him tightly, rub his chest (and his nipples) and kiss his back. But I then do relent and let him get up. I hear the shower start and I decide to take a shower with him this morning.

For the third time in less than two weeks, I slide in the shower behind him and wrap my arms around him. I start playing with his nipples with both hands before sliding one down to his cock. I squeeze it and stroke it until it is good and hard. Then I stop and turn him around to face me. I reach up and give him a passionate kiss and then say, "Fuck me in the shower. I need you to fuck me now."

I back up, bring him with me, until my back is pressed against the shower wall.

"Can you hold me?"

"I can try."

I lean my back into the wall and lift my legs up and wrap them around his hips. I feel his cock push into me and I try to rock my hips on and off his member. As sexy as this seemed, pure cliche porno sex, it's obvious it's not going to work for us.

I drop my legs back to floor and back him up, as his shaft slides out of my pussy. I then turn around onto all fours. He gets the idea and drops to his knees and is soon fucking me again, much more successfully this time. We manage to orgasm almost simultaneously, and then both start laughing.

"Those porn stars must be a lot lighter than I am," I say.

"Or the studs have much stronger legs. This is the second time my legs have been an issue for our sex. I really do need to get to the gym again."

We wash each other in a loving, light hearted way and dry each other off. I give him one more naked hug before we both get dressed. I am going to go to workout on the way in to work today, so I put on my gym clothes and pack my work clothes into my bag.

We enjoy a quick light breakfast together and then we head out the door together and off to our respective cars and days. After a goodbye kiss, of course.

I get my half hour bike ride in without incident or opportunity. The morning work flies by. I am curious what Michelle has to say at lunch. Soon, she is sticking her head in my door and we are walking over to the lounge.

We get my usual table; it feels weird to be here with Michelle instead of Audrey. Michelle is a little taller than me, but a very slight build, not much by way of hips or boobs. Definitely not Alan's type. She hasn't shown me her pussy yet, so I guess she's not my type either. I laugh at myself for thinking that.

"What's funny?" Michelle asks. I can't tell if it's a bit defensive or I'm just reading that into it.

"I was just thinking about the strange path that has us sitting here. And how different you seem than Audrey, who I usually have lunch with at this table."

"I know I am not miss perfect like she is, with a perfect fiancé and a perfect diamond ring."

"Girl, just stop it. Audrey is not perfect. She has real problems that could derail her career. But she also has more strength and courage than anyone else I have ever known. I had much the same impression as you did before she opened up around me. And that was only because she didn't have anyone else to talk to.

"And god knows, Tim is not perfect either. Tim has been Alan and my best friend since college days. Believe me, I know lots of skeletons there. But they do complement each other well. And they really do love each other."

"I'm sorry. You two are clearly Marty's favorites. And I don't take second place well."

"Marty considers all four of us his dream team. We each have different skills. I feel almost like that guy in the avengers trying to talk them into working together. I really don't want us to be competing with each other. We should be working together to build up Martin and Company."



"That's easy for you to say. You are the president's darling. The best friend of the president to be. And are you really about to get rich too?"

"Yeah, it seems to be going that way. Alan's company is looking to go public in the spring and Alan stands to make a lot of money. I would love to keep the status quo there, but that's not an option."



"Lucky bitch."

"Did you really invite me to lunch to jump on me? I want to get to know you better, but I don't need this shit. I view you as a valuable member of the team, just as I think I am. Neither of us is a better person. Although right now, you are coming off as a pretty shitty person. If this is what you intended lunch to be, I am leaving."

"I'm sorry. I guess I just said that didn't I. I feel like my life is garbage right now other than this job, And my good news is to be told, 'sorry you are the runner up for the real prize'."

"Don't think of it as being runner up, please. If being president is the prize, I'm pretty sure I came in last. I have some talents, yes. But being president is not one of them. Marty still considers you a possible president. He just thinks Audrey is the most likely to be the most effective leader.

"So what's so horrid about your life? It wasn't that long ago I was in here hearing how awful Audrey's life was."

"I have no life outside of work. At least none that I don't hate. I go out all the time with so-called friends, but I know how they talk about anyone who isn't there. I am sure they are at least as nasty about me behind my back. It seems like I start dating a new guy every week. Even when we are out on a date, they are drooling over some other girl. Any girl with real tits."

"Sounds like you need a new group of friends. And different boy friends. Sorry that I don't have another Tim hanging around, like I did for Audrey. Do you have any hobbies, anything you like to do?"

"I played basketball in high school, but I wasn't good enough to play college ball. At least not at my school. And besides, I needed to work hard on my classes to get a good job, so I can finish second to miss perfect."

"Can you try finding an adult rec league for basketball? Alan just got me back into an art class, which has done wonders for my mental health. And lay off Audrey a little bit, okay? She did nothing to you. This isn't supposed to be some cat fight between us. We are supposed to be partners. By chance, did Marty ask you to work on being more cooperative, less competitive?"

"You nailed that one. But if I don't compete, I lose. I can't do that."

"You don't lose if we keep improving Martin and Company, We all win. Audrey is more likely to become president because she understands that. She knows how sucky life can be and how shitty it can treat you, But she also fights for the ones around her. If we work together, we all reap the benefits. It's not like a basketball game. We CAN all win.

"Audrey and I had some preliminary discussions about how we want to see the company grow and evolve. None of it was focused on either of our individual careers. And we didn't want to have any more detailed discussions, because we wanted to include you and Javi. So we can sit and talk about those things, or you can keep being pissy and I will leave."

"I'm sorry. Again. Let's talk."

I lay out the ideas that Audrey and I had tossed about. Michelle manages to get over herself and engage in the conversation. And she has good ideas. Lots of them. Probably more than Audrey and I combined did.

We leave on a little better terms.

"I keep having to say I'm sorry, but it's hard for me to believe I can trust you two, I am used to anyone not on top gets pissed on by the ones above. The only way to survive is to be the one on top."

"Audrey and I had very different paths, but we both ended up in a place where, above all, you protect your tribe. Martin and Company is my tribe. Especially once Eddie is gone. And we will both do everything we can to keep anyone from pissing on you. Unless that happens to be your kink, I guess."

Did I really just say that to her. It seemed to stun her into silence for a moment.

"Thanks. I will try hard to accept that. But I will do more than piss on you if I find out that you just lied to me."

Back at the office, I try to digest the lunch discussion I just had. Maybe Audrey can talk some sense into her. I would bet anything that her ability to work cooperatively with us is what Marty is watching for. If she keeps this up, she won't even make partner. And that would be a loss for the company.

About four o'clock, I get a text from we spend night at your condo?

I text , problems with the apartment?

And Audrey sends wearing out on unpacking, apartment not yet livable

And I text for dinner?

And the response love to

I text Alan warning him we will have four for dinner.

Audrey and Alan are already at our condo when I get home from work. It smells like Alan is making his creamy chicken stew.

I immediately start telling Audrey about my weird lunch with Michelle. She sounds concerned. She says she will try to have lunch with her tomorrow. If that doesn't go any better, she will ask for a meeting with Marty and her.

I then ask her, "Did you tell Tim about our little adventure Monday?"

"I didn't see him until Tuesday evening. And I was so tired of packing and so excited to see him, I forgot all about it."

I give her a stern look.

"I promise I will tell him tonight."

"If you don't, no fun for us tomorrow night! I am not going to do anything that might create eventual problems between the two of you," I say, scoldingly.

Dinner is ready and on the table, but Tim hasn't arrived yet. Audrey texts him and he replies that he will be here in a minute. When he finally arrives, the rest of us are sitting at the dining room table, drinking white wine. He sticks something just behind the wall and then sits down.

"What was that?" Audrey asks.

"A surprise for after dinner. I know YOU will like it."

"Everybody eat up before it's cold," Alan says.

I ask Tim his take on the trip home last weekend.

"Mom loved her. Adored her. Dad was being his typical grumpy self. But I am pretty sure he liked her too."

"Oh, Bonnie says she will be sending me a branch flute she will make just for me," Audrey exclaims, excitedly.

"When she makes one especially for someone, she spends real time looking for a branch she says 'knows them'. It feels kind of like nonsense, but somehow the flute does seem perfect. And each has their own notes. Never standard western notes, mind you, but they sound harmonious together," Tim says.

"She gave us one, but I don't think she made it for us especially. It is beautiful, both artistically as a form and musically. I have never heard of anyone else ever making such things," I say.

We chat as we eat another delicious Alan meal.

"I can smell something chocolatey that I am guessing is our dessert, but I am dying to know what you brought, Tim," Audrey asks.

"Is it an in here thing or an in the living room thing?" Alan asks, "Dessert is just brownies, so we can go wherever."

"We can try in here. It's a board game."

Audrey groans.

"No, you will like this one. It's a sex game designed for two couples to play. I found it on-line Monday night. It only needs a small tweak to follow our new rules. I was confirming how it worked before I brought it here. That's why I was a little late."

He lays a game board out on the table. It looks a little like a kids game. There is a winding path with little white rectangles, like stepping stones along it. There is what I think is an electronic timer embedded in one corner of the board. The background of the path changes from green to yellow to orange to red before it finally leads to a picture of a giant bed. He puts three decks of small game cards face down, one yellow, one orange and one red.

"There is a pair of tokens for each couple. We will take the red tokens for Audrey's hair and you get blue."



He hands out two pairs of tokens. Each pair has a rod token and a ring token. I think I know which of us gets which.

"On each of our turns, we roll the dice and move that many spaces. The game is over when someone reaches the center, but you have to reach it exactly."



"This sounds boring Tim, where's the fun part?" Audrey says.

"Every time you roll the dice you have to take off an article of clothing first. Until you are out of clothes."

"Getting better", she says.

"Then you have to draw a card and do the action with your partner. If you land in bed with someone ..."

I look down and realize that those little white rectangles are tiny beds.

"you have a choice of penalties to apply to the person already in the bed. If they still have clothing on, you have them remove something else, your choice of what, not theirs. Or if they are already nude, you can make them roll a single die and move back that far. Or have them draw a card. You draw the card for the color you are in, yellow, orange or red. As the colors get hotter, so do the penalties. If you make them draw, they do the penalty with you, rather than their partner. Oh and you roll a single die to determine how long the penalty continues for, yellow is ten seconds for each dot, orange twenty and red thirty.

"Like backgammon, you count each die separately, so you will land in two beds in each turn. Oh and if you roll doubles, you don't go again, but you apply the same choice of penalties for a player of your choosing. And if anyone cums, they are disqualified for the rest of the game."

I see the cover of the box, which says, Your dream sex life, all in a box and I start laughing.

Everyone starts looking at me. I point at the cover and I say. "I thought I packed that box Monday night."

Audrey starts laughing too.

Then I ask, "Is everybody really ready for this?"

"I'm game," Alan says. I groan at his bad joke.

"I was born ready for this," Audrey says.

I say, "Who goes first."

Tim says, "It says we roll, go in order of highest to lowest."

I end up going first, followed by Tim, then Audrey, then Alan.

I take off a sock, to a call of coward from Audrey, and roll a 6 and a 3. I count off 9 beds and move my blue circle token there.

Tim rolls a double 5 and moves his red bar one bed past mine and tells Audrey to take off her bra.

"Not wearing one dear. Did you forget? You were feeling my tits when you first got here."

"Okay, your panty then, assuming you are not going commando as well."

She pulls off her pants, pulls off her panty, makes sure everyone has seen her pussy and then pulls her pants back on.

We go on for a few minutes like this. Audrey is the first one naked, of course. We are all in the yellow section when it is her turn to roll. Having no clothes left, she draws a yellow card. It saysKiss on the lips. She rolls a four, so we set the timer for 0:40 and watch her kiss Tim for that long. He is starting to fondle her tits when the timer marks the end.

Alan takes off his last clothing, his boxers, and rolls and lands on Audrey's bed. He tells her to draw. She getsRub their shoulders and rolls a 6.

One minute of shoulder rub, Not what he was hoping for I'm sure, but it looked like it felt good.

I remove my panty, my last clothing, and land on Tim's bed, with my first die and then move three beds past him. He has to remove his boxers. Now we are all nude. It's the first time all four of us have been nude together. Audrey has not seen any of Alan's body, except his cock when he came over her hair and face at the end of her last show.

Tim goes next, and has to draw to roll. He getsHug and a 4, so he gives Audrey a naked hug for forty seconds. He rolls a three and a five. He lands on my bed with the three and the moves on five more. I drawFoot rub and a 2.

Kneeling on the floor in front of him, I feel like I should be sucking on the giant cock that is mostly erect and just in front of my face. I try to focus on his feet as I rub them for twenty seconds.

Tim and Audrey are now both in orange, while Alan and I are still in yellow. It's Audrey's turn, so she draws her orange card, the first orange any of us have drawn. Kiss nipples and a 3. She kisses Tim's nipples for one minute. He is getting seriously excited by the time the timer dings. She is one space behind Tim, but rolls a 2 and a 3, missing him and any more cards for now.

Alan draws a card, anotherKiss and a 5. We kiss for fifty seconds. He is pinching my nipples for the last twenty or so. He rolls and lands on me and Audrey. His lucky day. I drawSit in lap and a 2, so I go sit in his lap for 20 seconds. He takes full advantage of my position, getting twenty more seconds of molesting me while I am there. I can also feel his cock trying to push into me from below.

Audrey drawsGet spanked and a 3. Alan has her lie across his lap and spanks her for the full minute.

It's my turn and this is getting a little scary. I drawHug and 6, so I stand up and give my husband a minute long naked hug. I roll and land on both Audrey and Alan, still in the same bed.

"What's the rule for this one?"

"Just a second, I am checking," Tim says. "You can choose to send one backwards -- note that means they are just behind you and could land on you their next turn. Or you can have them both draw. You can choose that one does the penalty with their partner or they can both do it with you. At the same time or sequentially, your choice. If same time, they each roll the time die and you add them up."

Alan drawsSuck nipples and Audrey drawsHave ass caressed. I say both at same time. They roll a combined 8. Alan now sucks on my nipples for 2:40 while I caress Audrey's luscious backside while she bends over next to me. I admit, my fingers do occasionally slip around into her pussy. Purely accidentally, I swear. By the end of the time slot, things are getting heavy.

Tim drawsMassage chest and 3, so fondles Audrey's breasts for a minute. His roll misses our three-some bed, but he is now in red.

Audrey drawsDisplay genitals and a 2. She goes over, spreads her legs and gives Tim a good eyeful for 40 seconds. She then lands on Tim and then moves three beds past.

He drawsGive oral sex and rolls a 4. We now watch as he eats her out for two minutes. She is about ready to orgasm. And to be honest I think Alan and I are too.

It's Alan's turn. He drawBe spanked and a 3, so I get to spank Alan for a minute, his cock seeming to get harder and push more into my lap each swat.

He then lands on Tim. He opts to send him back. Tim rolls and lands back on me. That means I am doing an orange penalty for him. Have ass caressed and 5. I present my ass to Tim and he loving caresses it for almost two minutes. When he slides a finger gently along my anus, I am about ready to break.

On my turn, I drawKiss nipples and a 2, so I suck on Alan's nipples for forty seconds. I then roll and land on Alan. Fucking and a 6. We look at each other for a second, then I get down on all fours. This seems the easiest one to do in the circumstances. He pushes into me, I am trying hard not to cum. I look up and see Audrey is now getting into Tim's lap, I watch that big dick slide into her pussy, bit by bit. I am lost, I reach back and touch my clit and I explode, shrieking loudly to my orgasm. Alan quickly follows, pumping me full of his cum.

As soon as Alan pulls out of me, I sit back onto him. My head is lying against his chest as we both watch Tim fuck Audrey, Big Ben sliding in and out of her cunt. Being so close to their chair, but lower, gives us an excellent view of the action. Alan begins to gently massage my tits while we snuggle with our own explicit sex show.

Tim reaches his climax first. He growls loudly as it happens, but keeps pumping in and out of her pussy. We start to see his cum oozing out around his cock. Audrey has reached her hand down and is starting to play with her own clit, while still being banged hard by Tim. She announces her climax with a sharp moan. She bucks for a while as her orgasm washes over her. Once calmed down, she stays impaled, hugging and kissing Tim. Eventually, she dismounts, as a large pool of Tim's cum rushes out, falling on his cock.

"Once you guys are cleaned up, why don't you join us at the kitchen table for brownies and your choice of hot beverage. Dress code is come as you are," Alan announces.

Soon we are sitting around the kitchen table, having our dessert and chatting.

"Tim, I have to give you credit -- that was not a boring board game," Audrey says.

"And it did push us up to the bounds of what we allowed. Places Alan and I had not even come close to yet. But what would we have done if I had landed on Tim instead of Alan?" I ask Tim.

"My thought was to put it back in the deck and I draw another one," he responds.

Alan asks, "Is this going to become a staple for us?"

"How about we keep our Saturday's as they are, alternating shows and movies. And Wednesdays when we are all in town are game nights. I bet we can find or invent other games," Audrey suggests.

"That's a lot of sex nights," Alan notes.

"That's the idea," Audrey says.

"It seems like one of us is gone about half the weeks, so we average about one sex night a week. Seems doable," I say.

Tim pipes up, "It came with a bunch of blank cards of each color. We can add new actions we want to include. And maybe we want to pull the 'Fucking' card. Maybe an automatic action for whoever reaches the big bed first."

I state, "I think everyone should have to watch the other's penalty. No fair fucking while it's our time on display!"

We drink the rest of our beverages in quiet.

"Do you want to ride into work with me in the morning?" I ask Audrey.

"Seems like a good plan."

We each give a naked hug to each of the other couple and then head off to our respective bedrooms.

Once we are lying in bed together, I ask Alan, "Were you okay with that?"

"Yeah, watching Tim rub your ass was a bit of a weird feeling. But there wasn't as much jealousy as I feared. It was really a different kind of excitement. Extremely sexy. If we hadn't built up to it, I think I would have had more of a problem. Just being nude in front of people was a new experience. And a bit exhilarating. I have never shown myself off before."

"Everybody there had already seen me nude and it was still exciting."

"I am still horny as hell. Can I fuck you again? Or at least get a blow job?" Alan asks.

"I am still amped up, but also in a little bit of a odd mood. Can we snuggle with wandering hands for a few minutes?"

"Why don't you start by rolling onto me and giving me a kiss?"

I straddle his abdomen and reach down and kiss him passionately. He soon has his arms around me, holding me tight as we continue to kiss.

Soon we can hear soft moans and groans from the other room.

"Sounds like you weren't the only one who wanted things to keep going," I say, giggling a little.

I slide down his chest a bit and start sucking on one nipple, while I play with the other with my hand. After a while, I slide further down and take his cock in my mouth. It doesn't take long before he is filling my second hole of the night. I swallow the load and slide back up against his side, my head on his shoulder.

"I think I just want to snuggle, I love you," I coo to him.

"I love you," he says as he gently caresses my back with his arm while I stroke his abdomen. I fall asleep in this position, feeling very content.