The Penalty Box

This is part ten of the ongoing Friends series. Each story can be read independently, but the characters and plot line 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.

The timeline in this chapter overlaps with the story in chapter 9, It Takes Two, It starts just after Tim and Audrey leave Alan and Lisa's condo where a todo over Audrey coming on too strongly to Alan upset both Lisa and Tim. This chapter is told from Audrey's perspective.

Warning: the first third of this story has almost no sex and is somewhat depressing. The sex comes back in the second half, so I hope it is worth reading through to that part. This chapter is one shorter than most because I decided to split the original part ten into two stories. I could have released this in either Exhibitionist and Voyeur or Group Sex, I decided on the former because that is the overall dominant theme in the series.

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It was an icy walk back to our new apartment. Not the weather, which was a beautiful August day, rather our emotions. Usually, Tim and I would walk hand in hand, but not today.

Lisa had gotten upset at how much attention Alan, her husband, and I were paying each other. The four of us had what was often a very sexually charged atmosphere at their condo, what I refer to as the condo of sin. We had agreed to a set of rules that prohibited me fucking Alan, but we were supposed to be able to do pretty much anything short of that as long as everyone else was present.

But Lisa had told me to stop. Our rules say anyone can call a halt to the proceedings at any time, so she was allowed to do it. I may have snarked at her about stopping it, but that is not a federal crime. Everyone else assumed I was about to fuck Alan, I think even Alan. Maybe I was. I really do want to.

Alan was a more than willing partner, but he got no grief and sided with his wife. Tim and I have only been engaged for about two weeks. He is supposed to take my side, not help gang up on me.

We arrive at the apartment after our two block stroll, never having a said a word to each other. The apartment is still full of boxes. I only moved my stuff in on Wednesday, Tim Friday.

"I'll start in on the kitchen boxes, if you want to tackle more of your boxes in the bedroom and bathroom," Tim says, no compassion in his voice.

We work in our own rooms for several hours. I am down to one combined box of stuff I am not sure what to do with. I head out to the kitchen. He has some piles of stuff on the counter, but the boxes are gone.

"I wasn't sure how you wanted to arrange some of this. Since you are more of a cook than I am, I figured you should have the say," he says.

This atmosphere is killing me. We usually don't go ten minutes without hugging or kissing.

"I don't really care about that. We need to talk about this morning," I say.

"I am still trying to process things in my head," Tim says, "I mostly have a lot of questions. We had agreed to rules. We all know you would have fucked Alan if Lisa hadn't stopped it. If we get married, do I need to keep a chaperone following you around so you don't fuck the mailman and the next door neighbor and who knows who else. Can I ever trust you?"

He said 'if we get married'. We were starting to plan our wedding. There were no ifs, just whens and where's and who's coming. Never an if. Did I destroy everything? Lisa asked me if I was willing to destroy my relationship with Tim. Oh my god, have I done that?

"I think I am going in the other room to play something for a while and calm down," Tim says.

I sit at the kitchen/dining room table. I start crying. Did I ruin my friendship with Lisa too?

I decide to text friends?

A moment later, I get and thenc u @ lunch - news for you

That cheers me up at least a little. I am not alone in the world.

I settle in on the piles of stuff Tim had left on the counter. He just has no instinct of what you would use together when cooking. I can't cook like Alan does, but I am at least competent in the kitchen. Tim can barely manage to keep himself fed. That's still better than Lisa, who would just whine until someone fed her. She has no idea how good she has it.

As I finish putting this stuff away, I realize I am hungry. Alan had fed us a wonderful brunch this morning, but that was hours ago. And I had been working hard all afternoon, working up an appetite. Tim too.

I realize we don't have much food in the apartment yet. I call in to the spare bedroom, where Tim is playing whatever on his computer or console or something, "I'm going to run to the store to stock the fridge. Do you need anything?"

No response. Well, I will get what I think we need and maybe food will improve his mood.

I make a quick run to the store, uneventfully. I have decided to make spaghetti for dinner. It's quick, easy, and I know Tim likes it.

Once food is on the table, I get Tim to come in to eat. We have a polite, civil conversation during dinner, but nothing loving or caring. Not how I thought our first real meal in our first apartment together would go.

Tim clears the dishes after we have finished eating and works on cleaning up. I watch him for a minute and then go sit on the couch and turn on the TV. After a few minutes, he sits on the couch with me, or at least on the same couch as me. He is sitting as far away from me on the couch as he can.

A while later, Tim gets up, without saying anything and heads towards the bedroom. I turn off the TV and trot after him. We both get undressed and climb into bed. But he rolls away from me. I curl around him and stroke his chest and reach down to his cock, feeling it grow in my grasp.

He grumbles something like, "If you really insist," and rolls over towards me.

He pushes me onto my back and pushes my legs apart. He rolls on top of me and pushes his big cock into me. I am un-lubricated and not ready for the intrusion yet, especially of something that sized, but he pushes in anyway. I say, "Ow! That hurts."

"Make your mind up."

He rolls back away from me. I roll away from him and start to cry.

He is gone when I wake up. I text I come over before work?

Sure thenAre you okay?

I replyNo

I throw on my jeans and tee and grab my work clothes and head over. I am crying by the time I get to her condo.

"What's wrong," Lisa asks, running over to give me a hug.

"Tim doesn't want to marry me anymore. Everything's ruined. I ruined everything."

I am sobbing uncontrollably by this point.

She comforts me as best she can as I try to recount what happened yesterday after we left her condo.

"Maybe, he will feel better tonight after some time," she suggests.

"Maybe."

"Do you want to call in sick to work today?"

"No, I think I need work to still have something. And thank you for still being my friend. I had worried myself that I had burned that bridge yesterday too."

"I will always be here for you. Doesn't look like you've had your morning shower yet. Why don't you soak in the shower for a while and get dressed. I will make a new pot of coffee and then we can drive in together this morning."

I do feel a little better after the shower. Maybe he will be over it by tonight. It's his karate night, so I won't see him until late. Alan works late, so Lisa and I usually have dinner together on Mondays.

Lisa talks to me about her trips this week. We talk about this past Friday's lunch with the two other partner's to be. And what we want to do in this week's lunch with them. Trying to keep me focused away from Tim, which is probably a good idea.

At lunch, I remember that she had said she had news for me.

"Anne, my art teacher, does want you to model. Sunday afternoon, three weeks from yesterday. We had a model yesterday, not nude. But I really liked drawing her. I drew a portrait of Alan last night. I will have to show you drawings tonight. I think you are really going to like modeling."

The rest of lunch and the afternoon went by in a blur. I got work done, but I wasn't completely present, emotionally or intellectually. Lisa finally comes by and asks if I am ready to go, so we leave for the day.

On the drive home, Lisa explains that Alan had made enough for dinner last night to feed us tonight too. So we head straight to their condo.

While we are eating the leftover Cacciatore, which is as good as Alan's cooking always is, Lisa shows me her sketches from yesterday. The first several are almost good, except for the one she tried to skip over. That one looked like I had drawn it. But each isn't quite right.

The picture from the waist up of the model sitting in just a tube top or a bra, is really good. Except for one part. She is right, something is off on the elbows.

Then she turns to the one of the model from behind. This one is incredibly sexy. She points out that she added in the subtle outlines of her labia visible as the fabric is pulled across her privates. I had not noticed the detail, but it really does make you stare at her privates. It really might be more erotic than a photograph from the same position would be, even if she were nude.

"Mary, the model, took a picture of this one," Lisa explains, "She thought her boyfriend might frame a copy to put on the wall. Anne wants me to sell it in the Art League Store. She thought $100 would be an easy price."

"That is an incredible picture. I want to go up and start licking her pussy," I say.

"There was a wet spot slowly appearing on her crotch as I was drawing. I decided not to include it. Anne asked me if I had done that intentionally. When I saw that spot, I was thinking about how exciting it would be to have all those people staring at me. I think my arousal is part of why the picture came out so erotically."

"You say I get to model in three weeks? I am getting wet now thinking about it."

Her last drawing of the model was good, but did not capture the eroticism that the earlier picture had.

She then shows me the portrait of Alan she had drawn last night. It is really good too. Probably better than the one from the class, but not as sexy. She says Alan is going to have it framed and hang it in his office.

I ask Lisa if she would like to draw me. She tells me to stay seated, while she makes quick sketches from several different directions before she settles on one of me in profile. She pulls my hair down over my shoulder and turns my head slightly and then says to freeze. It seems to take forever, and she has to scold me to keep still a few times, but when she finally shows it to me, it is really nice.

"I really wanted to try drawing Mary's breasts yesterday, but she was wearing the bra. Can I try doing one of your breast? I know we are trying to behave, but I think a little modeling with no touching should be okay."

"I would love to model my boob for you."

"Okay, unbutton all but your bottom button on your blouse. Now pull the blouse most the way open. Lean forward just a little bit. And freeze."

This one is not quite as slow. Watching her eyes, I think she is just drawing the opening in my blouse. I guess boobs are easier to draw than faces.

She shows me this drawing. It is all about my breast, framed on two sides by my open blouse. The collar of the blouse is off the top of the picture, while the one button holding my blouse partially closed is just off the bottom edge.

But the entire breast is shown, along with my areola and nipple. The details she put in are stunning. Even the way the blouse hangs looks good.

"Tim is probably home by now, so I should go. Thanks for your support. This was a fun evening."

I am in the best mood I have been in since the blow up yesterday morning.

"Hopefully, Tim is in a better place now. You can take these over to show him, but I want them back to show Anne on Sunday. After that, you can keep either of them if you want."

I walk back to our new apartment. Tim is already there.

He snaps at me as I come in, "How many orgasms did you get tonight? Did she eat you out or just feel you up?"



"For your information, we had a nice dinner and then I did some modeling for her."



"Oh is modeling what you are calling it now?"

"If that is what you think of me now, have this back!", I scream, throwing my ring at him. "That should be able to buy some whores who you won't need to worry about warming up."

I stomp off and slam the door of our bedroom. I pull out my phone, text not better -- it's worse

I hear the phone buzz back, but I just turn the phone off and lie in bed and cry myself to sleep.

Tim is gone before I get up. It looks like he slept in his old bed. It also looks like he looked at the two drawings I had brought to show him.

I turn my phone back on. There are a bunch of messages from Lisa asking if I am okay. I text her backI'm ok. I am coming over to your place before work again.

I think I am actually better this morning than I was yesterday. It feels over now.

I talk with Lisa about what is happening. We decide that she will take me over to our apartment after work and I can pack up enough stuff to stay at their condo for a while. She warns me that she has a 6:30 flight Wednesday morning, so I am on my own for work tomorrow.

Work is mostly a blur. I cry a few times in my office, but I mostly manage to get work done. I notice Marty go in and talk to Lisa. Later Michelle goes in. But no one bothers me at all.

After work, Lisa drops me off at my apartment so I can go in and grab things while she waits in the car. When I get to the front door, there is a single red rose leaning against it. I pick it up and open the door. I see more roses. And then many more roses, scattered all over the floor inside the door. A dozen roses in a vase by the TV. Another vase on the table. I look in the bedroom. There are more roses scattered on the bed. Another vase on my nightstand. And Alan is sitting on the bed, holding a little box in his hand, reaching out to me.

"I still want to marry you, if you will still have me. I am so, so sorry," he says, practically crying.

I start crying, but reach forward and take the ring, MY ring, back out of the box and put it back where it belongs.

"I saw those drawings this morning and realized you really were modeling. And not in a particularly sexual way. Although that one picture is pretty hot.

"I realized I had made an assumption about what you were doing. I should have trusted you. Just like I assumed you would have fucked Alan if Lisa hadn't stopped everything. But I should have trusted you that you would have stopped on your own. You said you were following the rules, and you were. None of us trusted you to keep following them.

"I thought about Minority Report and pre-crimes and all that. And how stupid I had been. And how cruel I have been. I must have put you through hell the last few days."

"I love you so much," I say as I run up and give him a big hug.

We kiss and hug for a few minutes, when I say, "I have to tell Lisa not to wait for me."

He looks at me oddly.

"She is in her car waiting outside for me to bring my stuff," I explain, "I thought you didn't want me anymore so I was moving into their guest room until I figured out what else to do."

I grab my phone and better. He loves me again!

The phone quickly responds with a heart emoji, me later when you can

I set my phone down and return to kissing Tim.

After a few minutes of hugging and kissing, I stand up and say, "I need to get out of this torture device."

I reach under my blouse to release my bra, letting my girls free. I see him eyeing me hungrily and decide to turn this into a show.

I start by pulling my bra out from under my blouse without removing the shirt. Now I take my time opening my blouse one button at a time, slowly exposing the treats beneath. When it is fully open, I briefly flash him one of my boobs before pulling the blouse closed again.

I now shift my disrobing, and his attention, lower. I unzip my skirt and slide it off. I pick up a foot and place it on the bed. I reach down to my crotch and slide my panty over to give him a view of my pussy. I play inside the lips for a few minutes before dropping the foot back down to the floor.

I now let my blouse slide off, fully exposing both my tits. I put my hands under them, hefting their weight. I step forward and offer him a nipple. He immediately is sucking on it, pausing only to lick it.

I pull back again and slide my panty off. I reach my hand into my crotch and begin to explore the folds. I pull my hand out and grab one of his replace it.

After a few minutes, and before I get too carried away with his attentions, I push his hand away and reach down to unzip his pants and pull out his cock, already almost fully engorged. I take his member in my mouth and immediately begin working on it. I can tell he is not going to last long. I guess two and a half days without sex was taking a toll. I bring my hand to help and he is soon pumping a full load down my throat.

He pulls out of my mouth and pulls me around and pushes me down on the bed. He has just started to lick my pussy, when I sit up and loudly say, "OW!".

"I thought you wanted this?" he says, concern in his voice.

"I do, but these roses have thorns on them!"

He starts laughing and I say, "It hurt!"

We are both laughing as we quickly clear the bed of the offending flora and he is back between my legs, this time able to bring me the expected satisfaction uninterrupted by painful intrusions.

As he did for me, I cum quickly under his oral treatment. I was without sex for that whole time, too.

While his tongue calms down as my orgasm wanes, it never stops. He is soon building me up for round two. This time he also fucks me with three fingers while nibbling on my clit. With more time to build, this orgasm is more powerful.

After a moment of relishing in my post orgasmic bliss, he crawls up alongside me and we kiss for probably twenty minutes before I roll over on all fours, inviting him to take me from behind. He accepts my invitation with gusto. He jumps up and positions himself behind me, but slowly eases his cock into me, my cunt grasping its favorite long lost visitor.

At first, I think he is going for a slow pace, but that is only the start, he is soon driving in and out of me furiously. I often wait for him to cum first, but this time I reach down to my clit and send myself to my third orgasm of the evening. He is only a moment behind me, the spasms of my cunt sending him over the top. He stays inside me for a few minutes after he has completed, as we both enjoy the feeling of being fully physically connected again.

He finally pulls out and lays back down on the bed with a moan.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"My legs are tired. When I realized how much I fucked things up, I called in sick to work. And I walked. And walked, No where in particular. I found myself at the gym."

"That's almost five miles away!"

"I had walked for a while. So I figured I could work out some of my angst, so I did a two hour hard work out. Upper body and legs. Then I had to walk back home. On top of karate last night. So, yeah, my legs are tired."

"Where did you get all these flowers? And how many?"

"I saw the florist on my walk back, so I went in. I bought all six dozen red roses they had. And the three vases. I wasn't sure if we had any. There are another dozen lying on the bathroom counter. I don't think you've been in there yet."

"I will have to get something to make a special potpourri from all these petals when the flowers die. It will be my keepsake from you, like Alan's heart he embroidered on her ripped kimono."

"If I was Alan, I would have had some culinary masterpiece waiting for you for dinner, but my goto of boiled hot dogs and kraft mac and cheese didn't seem like a very romantic choice. What would you like for dinner?"

"Let's just get some Thai delivery and eat in bed and talk and snuggle and kiss and maybe have sex a few dozen more times."

"Too much sex was the one problem I didn't have the last few days."

"Can you order it? I really should catch Lisa up. She has been really worried about me for two days now."

I text Lisa: he realized he was wrong andsomething about a minority report

"Are we still doing game night tomorrow?" I ask Tim.

"I think that's a good idea. Yeah. Let's do it."

I text Lisa once seems back to normal andSee you tomorrow evening for game night andhave a good trip

When the food arrives, Tim pulls on some pants and we bring it back into the bedroom and eat in bed. And talk. A lot. And kiss. A lot. And snuggle a lot. But we only have sex two more times.

I tell him about the modeling in three weeks. He wants to know if there is any way he can see any of the pictures, other than Lisa's. I will have to ask Lisa and she may have to ask Anne.

When I get to work, Michelle comes up to me and says hello. After not speaking to me for the last two days. She says, "We were all worried about you. Especially when you weren't wearing your ring yesterday."

"Tim and I had our first real fight Sunday. He realized he was wrong yesterday -- when I got home, the whole apartment was filled with roses. He said he bought all the roses the florist had. As a tip, don't ever put roses in your bed -- the thorns hurt!"

She laughs and walks off.

Marty sticks his head in mid-morning. "Everything back on track?" he asks, "I was wondering if Friday was going to be canceled."

"We had a blow-up Sunday morning at Alan and Lisa's, but it's all resolved now," I say.



"That's good. Establishing boundaries can be challenging, can't it," he says, matter of factly.

How does he know what the fight was about? What the hell?

"Have fun tonight," he says, as he walks away.

Did he just reference our game night? Is that even possible?

I eat lunch at my desk, like I used to before Lisa and I started eating at the lounge most days. I am building some best practice check lists for one of our clients who grew more quickly than their financial management processes did.

I leave work on the early side and head back to our apartment. I go up and change into more comfortable clothes, grab my overnight bag, and walk over to the condo.

Lisa and Alan are already there. Lisa comes and gives me a big hug and wants to hear all about last night.

I explain about the roses and saying he needed to trust me. And not to put roses in your bed.

"And he was saying something about a minority report, but I didn't understand that," I finish up by saying.

Alan chuckles, saying, "That is a classic Tim-ism. He is referring to the movie 'Minority Report'. It's based on a Philip K. Dick story and stars Tom Cruise. The plot line is they have psychics who foresee future violent crimes before they happen. A special part of the police, called the pre-crime unit, arrests you before you commit something like a murder. The point of the movie is that you sometimes think about committing a crime and then stop yourself at the very last second. It's not fair to hold people accountable for crimes they might not commit."

"Oh, that makes sense," I say, "He was treating me as if I had fucked you, because it seemed like that was where it was heading before Lisa stepped in. But I might have not gone there, so he shouldn't be treating me like I cheated on him."

"If you are going to understand Tim," Alan says, "There are a whole bunch of sci-fi movies you should watch. And probably some TV series too. I will try to put together a list of movies I think you won't mind. Unfortunately, BladeRunner and Terminator are the only two I can think of that have any skin at all. And those are both minor parts of the movie."

"Thanks, that will probably help," I say.

Alan says, "Speaking of skin in movies, we were thinking of making another one of our movies and we want to use you and Tim as bystanders in one scene. I was thinking about maybe filming it before the game tonight, if you and Tim are willing tonight."

"It's my bathtub fantasy I told you about a few weeks ago," Lisa says, "You watch me climb in the bath tub, masturbate, and then climb back out."

"The three of us will be backlit and hopefully barely visible except from behind," Alan adds, "Not that anyone who knows us wouldn't recognize all three of us from behind."

"Sounds like fun. I can't imagine Tim saying no to watching you, but I'll ask him when he gets here."

"Dinner just needs to cook right now, so I am going to go set up the cameras and lighting for the scene," Alan says.

I tell Lisa some of the more intimate details of last night and she tells me about her trip. She also mentions that many people, especially Marty and Michelle, were worried about me.

"I talked to both Michelle and Marty today," I say, "Marty had his usual spooky ESP working. He commented that defining boundaries in unusual relationships can be challenging. You didn't tell him what triggered this, did you?"

Lisa emphatically shakes her head no.

"That's what I figured. That was bad enough, And then he told me to have fun tonight. Is he actually psychic or spying on us or what?"

"I would guess he watched both of us last Thursday and guessed roughly what we had done from our tone. And guessed we would make it weekly. But that is spooky," she agreed.

"Friday night is going to be interesting, to say the least," I say.

Tim now walks in the door at this point.

I run over and give him a big hug and he gives me a passionate kiss.

"Alan wants to use as extras for a scene they want to film for their new movie. We just stand and watch Lisa climb in the bath tub, masturbate, and climb back out. You want to do it tonight?" I ask.

"You don't have to ask me if I want to watch Lisa get naked and masturbate. The answer is always yes," he says.

"Good, I already told him yes."

"Lisa, my second favorite nude woman in the world. I hear tell you drew an amazing sexy picture. Could I possibly see it?"

"Let me go grab them," Lisa says.

Tim looks at the pictures, and focuses on the one of Mary from behind. He asks me, "Does it break the rules if I try to track her down to fuck her?"

I faux slap him on the chest.

"Oh, Alan explained to me about Minority Report. And he is giving me a list of movies I should watch with you so I can speak Tim," I say, excitedly.

"I am always excited to watch a sci-fi movie with you, good or bad," he says, "I am looking forward to seeing what Alan has on his list."

Alan reappears, saying, "I've got a bit more work to do on dinner. Everything is all set up except putting in Lisa's and my phones. I think I have the list in my head now. If I get a few minutes, I will put it in an e-mail to you. I don't think I have an e-mail for Audrey."

"I can forward it to her," Tim says, "Or just maintain the list myself."

Alan asks, "Can someone open another bottle of the chianti? I've been on an Italian kick lately -- it's lasagna tonight."

Soon, we are sitting around the dining room table eating and drinking. We talk about the dinner Friday with Marty. Audrey's modeling comes up.

"Tim, do you mind if I have Audrey do some more modeling for me? Some of it might be nude modeling," Lisa asks.

"Not at all. Especially if I get to see the pictures you draw," Tim answers, "I think we can stretch the rules to count any modeling as okay."

"Would you ever want to model, nude or boxers?" Lisa asks Tim, "Your musculature would be interesting to draw. And nude would have its own stand out point."

"I'll think about it," he says.

"If you like it, maybe you can model for her class too," I suggest.

"She does use both male and female models," Lisa adds.

After dinner, I help Lisa clean up while the guys go type in the list of sci-fi movies to watch. Lisa's hands are almost shaking as she rinses the plates and puts them in the dishwasher.

"Are you okay?" I ask her.

"I have never actually done one of my fantasies before. The audience, the cameras, everything is what I had imagined. Only Mary is missing. I am so full of adrenaline right now I am jumpy."

I reach over and give her a quick squeeze for emotional support.

The guys come back out, Tim waving his phone at me, as we finish the cleanup.

"I've got your list here," he says, excitedly.

"Why don't you look at the list with him, while I get out of these clothes and into my kimono for the scene," Lisa suggests, as she walks off towards the master bedroom.

"So, what do I have to watch?" I ask.

Tim hands me his phone, with the list on the screen.

Movies

Forbidden Planet

Day the earth stood still (original)

2001

BladeRunner

Terminator I and II

Matrix

Arrival

Edge of Tomorrow

Total Recall

Minority Report

Serenity, but watch the firefly series first

TV Series

Firefly

Star Trek The Next Generation

especially episodes

5.2 Darmok

5.25 The Inner Light

2.9 The Measure of Man

3.21 Hollow Pursuits

5.26 Time's Arrow

6.1 Time's Arrow II

5.18 Cause and effect

3.26 The best of both worlds

4.1 The best of both worlds part II

5.23 I Borg

7.11 Parallels

7.25 All Good Things

plus ones you will enjoy

3.19 Captain's Holiday

4.13 Devil's Due

Star Trek The Original Series

Westworld, Season one, maybe season two -- lots of skin in these

"I've seen The Matrix," I say.

"I can mark that one off then. I wanted to put a few more movies on there, but Alan talked me out of them for now."

"This should keep us busy for a while," I say.

"I think you will actually enjoy most of these. The Westworld series is the only thing that you would consider to have much skin," Alan says. "But I bet our star is ready if we all want to come play our small parts."

We all walk into the master suite. Her phone is on the bed, but she is not in the room.

"I'm in by the tub now," she calls from the en suite.

Alan grabs her phone and a gopro camera sitting on the bed as we all head into the bath. He quickly snaps her phone into a waiting arm. He tells us where to stand. Alan places himself between Tim and me. "I need this spot for my camera shots," he explains.

We all stand and watch as Lisa turns her back to us to start the water. She then turns back to face us as she slowly pulls the tie of her kimono loose and then lets the garment slide to the floor. She puts a foot on the edge of the tub, pausing, seemingly deep in thought, as she pours some bubble bath into the tub. This angle exposes her pussy to us, and Alan's gopro.

My god, she is so wet that there is literally a drop of her juices running down the inside of her thigh. It looks like Alan is following the drop with the gopro. She takes her foot back off and comes around the side of the tub, back to us. She reaches into the tub to carefully check the water. The gopro is getting a good shot close up shot of her ass and pussy as she bends over. No wonder Alan wanted to be in that spot.

She comes back to the head of the tub and steps her foot high above the edge of the tub before lowering it slowly into the water. She then bends over, putting each hand on the edge of the tub and lifts her second leg into the water. She lets herself slide under the bubbles until only her face is showing. Slowly, she reemerges partially, until the tips of her breasts are just above the bubbles, displaying her areolae and nipples.

She raises her left breast completely out of the bubbles to wash it with her cloth. She washes all the way around the tit, spending extra effort on the nipple. The nipple is, if anything, even harder and larger than it was. She lets that boob settle most the way into the water again and repeats the effort with her right breast. The activity has cleared most of the foam from around her chest, making her big tits largely visible through the water.

She now raises her nearest leg, hooking the knee over the edge of the tub and washes the length of it. Her privates remaining hidden beneath the white layer of bubbles. That leg submerges and the second one is raised. Now we are staring at her inner thighs, just inches from the view our six eyes crave. The bubbles are starting to thin. Is that her pussy I can just barely see or is my mind playing tricks on me?

She brings that leg back under the water and begins to wash her belly, pushing the bubbles down as she goes lower down her abdomen. When she reaches her crotch, the wash cloth falls between her legs. She reaches to grab it. No, she is ignoring the cloth and just reaching into her pussy. She spreads her lips with that hand, while the other comes down and begins to pleasure herself. It takes her almost no time before she begins to climax. I can tell this is going to be a big one. She clenches her legs shut, her eyes closed tight. We see the water rippling from the spasms flowing through her body.

Once her body has calmed, she stands up and steps back out of the tub. She dries herself thoroughly. And seductively.

Suddenly, Alan calls, "Cut".

He walks over to her and gives her a big hug. She then comes over and gives me a bug hug and kiss and says, "Thank you."

Tim gets the same treatment, maybe an even longer hug and kiss than I got.

Alan asks, "Can you two set up the game while Lisa gets some clothes on and I break this down a little?"

"Well I am certainly amped up for the game now," I say.

"That was amazing," Tim says, "No wonder their move came out so well."

We get the game set up quickly. When Alan and Lisa appear around the corner, Tim says, "I need to go ask Lisa something. We'll just be a minute."

Tim runs over and he and Lisa go back around the corner while Alan comes over to the table.

"Do you know what this is about?" he asks me.

"No idea."

Then we hear Lisa call, "Alan, can I borrow you for a minute?"

"Coming," he says as he starts back towards the bedroom. Tim is headed back towards me and gives Alan a wink as he goes by.

A few minutes later, Alan and Lisa join us at the table. They both nod at Tim.

Tim speaks up, "Before we start the game, I want to propose an idea for next Saturday. Think of it as a special, one-time show. I asked Alan and Lisa already if they were willing and apparently, it's just up to you, Audrey.

"In all my walking and thinking yesterday, I wondered how much of the obsession you and Alan have with each other is the appeal of forbidden fruit. So I decided I was willing to let you have a taste, hoping that might mellow the drive. After tonight's bathtub scene, I know I really do want to fuck Lisa, too.

"The show will center around Alan fucking you then I will fuck Lisa. I think that order makes the most sense because Lisa and I are the most likely to call a halt to you two, so it get's stopped before anything has happened. Alan is in some ways in the toughest spot. It would not really be fair if he didn't let us have our turn after he fucks you, so he can't chicken out at the last second like we can.

"I know this is a bit of a risky idea, but I trust you. Even if this increases your desire for him, this has to stay a one-time thing, or at least until we all decide to change the rules or do a show like this again."

"You are telling me now and I have to wait ten days for this? Of course I say yes"

"I kind of figured you would. That's why it got discussed with the others first."

We all sit in stunned silence for a minute, before Alan pipes up, "Should we roll to see who goes first tonight?"

Alan's high roll wins going first and since the game requires a penalty before you can take your turn, he sheds his jeans. We have all agreed to wear three things at the start, not counting shoes or socks, which won't count as an item of clothing to remove. Neither Lisa nor I are wearing a bra. If anyone needs a penalty before getting out of green, they will draw a yellow card. There are yellow, orange, and red cards, which each describe a penalty you must perform with another player, usually your partner. The penalties get progressively more interesting as the color gets darker.

Alan rolls an 8 and moves his blue rod token to the eighth bed along the path. I go second, taking off my pants as well, and roll another 8, landing in bed with Alan. I tell him to take off his boxers as his penalty. Lisa removes her pants and, with a 7, is in the bed just behind us. Tim takes off his shirt and gets a 10, two beds beyond Alan and I. I ogle Tim's muscled torso. I am always amazed by how ripped he is. No wonder Lisa wants to draw him.

Alan, his cock now exposed and at half mast, rolls a 2 and a 4. His first die takes him to Tim, who has to remove his pants, before moving 4 spaces past. Just into the yellow. I take a moment ogling Tim's cock outlined through his boxers before I take my move. I trace my fingers along the underside of his shaft, through the thin silky material. Then I remove my own panty, leaving my shirt on. I like to show off my pussy to all three of the other players here, so why not.

I roll a 3 and a 2, landing on Tim's bed before moving past. He removes his boxer, fully freeing his monstrous cock, Big Ben, which is almost in its full glory already. He did enjoy Lisa's mini show.

Lisa takes off her shirt, exposing her big breasts, then rolls a pair of threes. She manages to win three penalties with that throw. Because she landed on us, Tim and I have to do a penalty each. I just have to take off my shirt, my last piece of clothing. She picks Tim as her target for the doubles; already nude, he now has to draw two cards. The first is the most innocuous option, Rub shoulders, which he combines with a roll of 3, means he rubs her shoulders for thirty seconds. He then draws a second card, Hug and rolls a 6, so a minute long naked hug. They are both enjoying the contact, maybe imagining next week's special show.

Coming off that hug, Tim is as hard as a rock. And it is now his turn, so he draws another penalty card, Kiss and rolls a 1. I get a quick ten second kiss from him, but I do steal a few strokes on his cock, which he calls Big Ben. He rolls a double 4, landing on Alan before moving past, He takes his option to make Alan do a penalty with Lisa. She ends up with a 50 second foot rub.

Alan now has to draw his second penalty, anotherKiss card. Lisa gets a 40 second kiss from Alan. It is a very passionate kiss -- Lisa must still be amped up from her show as well. She is rubbing his chest while they kiss. He rolls a 2 and a 5, missing everyone

I draw my first penalty card, Sit in Lap for 40 seconds. I climb onto Tim's lap, Ben trying to find any hole in me it can. Tim is fondling my breasts while I sit. I roll a 5 and a 3, landing on Tim before ending up in bed with Alan.

Tim draw his penalty first, a minute long hug. I then get a twenty second foot rub from Alan, spreading my legs wide so he can appreciate my scenery while he rubs.

Lisa takes off her panty, the last article of clothing any of us are wearing. She rolls a 5 and a 4, landing on Tim before finally coming into the bed immediately past where Alan and my tokens rest. Tim getsSit in lap and climbs into her lap for half a minute. She strokes his cock gently while teasing one of his nipples with her other hand. Tim is starting to get pretty excited.

Tim drawsHug and rolls a 6, so I get a minute long naked hug with my fiancé before he is allowed to take his turn. I am rubbing his ass, as he is mine, and I can feel his cock throbbing against my belly.

He rolls a 4 and a 6. landing on Lisa on his way into orange territory. She drawsSit in lap and a 5, so she sits in his lap now for fifty seconds. He has one hand slowly rubbing her crotch while the other fondles a boob.

Alan draws a shoulder rub card, so Lisa gets a 40 second rub. That looked like it felt good. He rolls a 3 and a 6 missing everyone along the way into orange.

For what is probably my last yellow penalty, I drawKiss for forty seconds, so I give my fiancé a passionate kiss. He is rubbing my ass during the entire kiss. I roll a 6 and a 1, landing on Lisa first and then Tim.

Lisa draws a shoulder rub. I would have liked something else, but I do enjoy twenty seconds of the shoulder rub that looked so inviting a minute ago.

Tim draws the first orange penalty of the game, Massage chest and a 3. With the longer durations in orange, that means I get his attention for a full minute. He is enjoying fondling my breasts and playing with my nipples. I am getting quite aroused when we hear the beep of the timer.

On her turn, Lisa drawsKiss and gives Alan a passionate 40 second kiss. He has a hand in her crotch during the kiss. She then rolls a 4 and a 2, landing her in bed with Tim and I, giving her orange penalties from both of us. I drawExpose genitals and a 2, while Tim drawsKiss nipples and a 4. With the double penalty, we add the times together, meaning we spend two minutes pleasing Lisa. I sit on the table in front of her and spread my legs. I reach down and spread my labia even further than they are already spread on their own. Meanwhile, Tim is kissing and biting her nipples, alternating between them. By the time the timer beeps, all three of us are feeling pretty passionate.

Tim drawsKiss and massage inner thighs and rolls a 4, meaning 80 seconds. I come around the table and sit on the table in front of him, spreading my legs as wide as I can. He gently traces a finger up my left inner thigh, stopping a few millimeters from my pussy. He then does the same for the right inner thigh. He stays focused on my right side, slowly kissing his way closer and closer to the promised land. When he runs out of real estate, he cheats by taking one quick lick of my pussy before moving back to my left. The timer goes beep before he reaches the end of this side. God, I am so ready to cum right now.

Tim now rolls a 5 and a 4. He is now far ahead of anyone else and nearing red.

Alan drawsHave ass caressed. Lisa opts to reverse roles, so Alan has to caress her ass for almost two minutes. She is starting to moan as he drags a finger along her back entrance. He rolls boxcars, moving past Tim and only one bed short of red. He chooses me for his doubles penalty, and I again drawExpose genitals, so I now sit in front of Alan and spread my legs and my lips for the required twenty seconds.

To start my turn, I drawHave ass caressed, and get the maximum two minutes, meaning Tim is getting to play with my bottom. I lie across his lap, his cock pushing into my belly while he plays with my cheeks. An occasional finger traces across my anus. Sometimes a finger wanders out of bounds to touch my labia. I really desperately want something inside my cunt now.

I roll a 5 and a 4, landing on Tim again. He drawsKiss nipples and rolls a minute, so he works on my nipples as he had Lisa's a few minutes earlier.

Lisa drawsMassage chest and rolls a forty second duration, so she works on Alan's chest until the beep arrives. He is massaging her crotch the whole time.

She rolls a 6 and 5. Landing past the bed Tim and I are in, short of Alan's bed.

Tim drawsBe spanked and rolls a 5, meaning I can spank him for almost two minutes. He lies face down across my lap, and I get a good dozen swats on his cheeks, which are becoming quite red. And his cock is straining to find relief in my lap. He rolls a 3 and a 4, again missing everyone, but he is now the first in red.

Alan drawsKiss nipples and rolls a two, so he kisses tips of Lisa's boobs for forty seconds. Rolling a pair of 3's, he moves into red and chooses me for his penalty. I drawBe spanked and but roll only a 2, meaning Alan only gets 40 seconds of spanking me. I feel his cock trying to drive up into me as I lie across his lap.

For my turn, I drawExpose genitals yet again, and climb up in front of Tim to show off my spread pussy for a minute. I now roll a 5 and a 6, landing on Alan, who now has the first red penalty of the game. This is getting intense. He draws69 and rolls a 3, meaning we have a minute and a half of joint pleasure. The group decides that we should perform on the table, with Alan on the bottom. I think we are both working hard to eliminate the other without being eliminated. We each breathe a sigh of relief when the beep indicates that the penalty time is over.

Lisa drawsHave ass caressed as what is probably the last orange card for the night. Alan is still worked up from our session, probably going well beyond the expected actions as he works her backside and, often, her pussy. She rolls a 5 and a 3, meaning she hit Tim on her way to an empty bed.

Tim draws, Manual genital stimulation and rolls for two minutes. Lisa stands next to Tim and he reaches into her pussy. He looks like he is trying to knock her out of the game, but she holds on nobly, breathing heavily when the timer beeps.

It's back to Tim's turn. He drawsAss Play as his card and one minute for his duration. I bend over his lap as I had earlier when he caressed my ass. He starts by caressing again, but instead of just teasing my anus, he continues on, driving a finger into my back hole. It is still not the relief I am looking for, but it almost ends the game for me.

Tim now rolls a 3 and a 2. He lands on Lisa's bed before moving just past Alan and me. Lisa drawsGive oral sex and a 6, meaning Tim has to last through three minutes of a blow job. Lisa kneels in front of him and wraps her mouth around Big Ben as best she can. She is only taking an inch or two of him in her mouth, but she is using her tongue on the tip as she strokes a hand up and down the shaft. Tim is moaning and grimacing all the way to the beep on the timer. Just as Lisa pulls her mouth off, Tim explodes, shooting streak after streak across her face and hair.

Lisa takes a break to keep Tim's goo from dripping into her eyes.

"If I can roll double six, I win," Alan announces.

"You have to survive your penalty first," Audrey point out, "Your wife just finished Tim's game with her fellatio skills."

Alan drawsMasturbate for them but only rolls a two. He has to masturbate in front of Lisa for one minute. He takes it seriously and barely hangs on. He rolls a 3 and a 4 and moves his token to five spaces from the final bed.

I start my turn drawing my card, another masturbation, now for two minutes. I climb on the table in front of Tim, spread my legs and dive in to my pussy. Following Alan's lead, I don't hold back, well maybe a tad at the very end, and barely survive until the timer. I roll a 2 and a 5, landing in bed with Alan. He drawsManual genital stimulation but only rolls a 1. I think I can survive the thirty seconds, and I do live for another turn.

Lisa draws a new card we have not seen and we have to talk about it. It has two halves. The left side is marked with a circle and saysDildo. The other side, marked with a bar, readsTit fucked.

"Since you are doing this to Alan, he gets to tit fuck you," Tim offers an explanation, "If this was Alan's penalty for you, he would put a dildo in you."

Lisa rolls a 5, meaning Alan will tit fuck her for two and a half minutes. She crouches in front of Alan, starting by licking his cock up and down to give it some lubricant. Now she wraps her big boobs around his shaft and he starts to pump up and down. He has his eyes closed and grimaces as he tries to keep from elimination. He makes it and Lisa rolls a 2 and a 6.

Alan states, surprisingly calmly, "She has landed on us. I doubt all three of will survive this."

Alan draws first and getsGive oral sex and I draw the same split card Alan had. Lisa announces, "I can't do these two, so I am flipping with Audrey. Alan will eat me out while I service Audrey with a dildo." Alan and I each roll a 4 for duration, meaning this penalty will last four minutes.

"I'll go fetch your dildo," Alan says, and races back into our bedroom.

Lisa lies on the table, with her legs hanging off, while I straddle her face. Alan comes back with the dildo, hands it to Lisa, and takes his place between her legs. Tim starts the timer and I feel the dildo come in. This is what I have been craving, my cunt has been craving. I look down and see Lisa's pussy being licked by Alan. I know I am not going to make it four minutes. Then Lisa reaches up her other hand and starts to rub my clit. That's it, I'm done.

I roar out loud and have to bend over and drop my hands to the table. Lisa is pumping the rubber dong in and out of me as she rubs my clit. I have three straight orgasms, none of them small, before I finally start to regain some composure.

"Wow, that was something!" I say, "I guess you two win."

"I was about five seconds behind you," Lisa says, "Alan stopped when you started, or we both would have been eliminated."

"That means I get to fuck you now!" Alan says to Lisa.

He stands, pulls her legs up onto his chest and drives his cock into her. He reaches a thumb down to her clit and she is gone, having her second major orgasm of the night. Alan is only a few seconds behind her, pumping his cock furiously in and out of her until he finally is done.

"That was really neck and neck," Tim says, "I think any of us could have dropped out at any time."

"Cock and cunt should be the phrase for this game," I suggest. "But Lisa is the one who finished off all three of us."

"I had the advantage of a big orgasm right before the game. I bet I would have been the first one out without that," she says, "I think I need to go take a shower now. My hair seems to be sticky. Alan, can you make me a cup of tea. I won't take a long shower."

"I thought last week was intense. This was unreal," Alan says.

"If we start getting competitive about trying to knock the other couple out, you can make someone do the penalty with their partner instead of you."

Tim is packing up the game as Alan and I shift to the kitchen. I am behaving and not touching Alan at all, despite the temptation and the lack of clothing.

Tim joins me at the kitchen table while Alan is working on the tea. Lisa is back soon -- she really did take a quick shower -- nude except for the towel wrapped around her hair.

"I think we need to give next week's show couples a few minutes at dinner on Saturday to decide what they will be doing," I suggest, "Time away from the other pair. I want each half to be a secret from the other side."

They all nod their heads in agreement with me.

"It seems like there aren't enough different cards in the game. We kept getting the same ones," Lisa complains.

"I noticed that too," I say, agreeing with Lisa, "I think I showed my pussy at least three times."

"Not counting right now," Tim says.

"Or when I gave you a foot rub," Alan says.

"Face it, you just show your pussy a lot," Lisa says.

"But that's my point, I want the cards to make me do something I wouldn't do without them," I say. "I have an idea for a different game I want to try. But it's kind of all about me, so anyone can object."

"I'm certainly willing to listen to another game idea. Maybe we should rotate around games," Alan suggests.

"I realize I like being ordered what to do. It's my favorite part of this game," I start, "So I want to focus on that. It starts with me being 'it'. We could choose other people as 'it' in other weeks. The four of us draw cards from a normal deck. If someone other than me draws the highest card, they get to order me to do something, anything they want. They also choose who I do it with. It doesn't have to be them. I think the only thing off the table is Alan fucking me or Tim fucking Lisa. If I refuse to do it, someone becomes 'it'. The length of time is determined by the winning card, ten seconds for each point in cards 2-10, two minutes for face cards, five minutes for Aces.

"If I draw the highest card, I get to order the lowest card person to do something. If they refuse, they don't get to draw a card the next turn.

"If two people tie, they decide a joint activity, like Tim and Alan could spit roast me, with Alan in my mouth. If one of the top cards is me, we choose something to do with the low card holder. If the low card is tied when I have the top card, tied or not, I get to choose which one is involved.

"I had thought about something like this for my second show before I settled on doing it with Lisa. What do people think?"

"I could definitely enjoy ordering you to perform sexual favors," Alan says.

"So could I," Lisa says, somewhat breathlessly.

"I think if anyone cums, they should be eliminated, like tonight," Tim says, "Except for Audrey. We get to make her cum as many times as we can."

"Unless we have a male 'it'," Lisa says, "Then we get a new 'it' and they're done."

"By the way, we never got to watch Tim and Audrey fuck," Alan says, "I thought they were supposed to do that right after us."

"Hey, I'm only human," Tim whines, "I came only a few minutes before you guys fucked. Give me a break!"

"Breaks over, lover boy!" I announce in no uncertain terms, sliding out of my chair to crouch on the floor beside him.

I take his penis, which is at half mast, in my mouth. As it begins to take its full form, I start to stroke it with my hand to encourage its growth cycle. As soon as it is ready, I straddle Tim, facing him. I give him a big passionate kiss before slowly lowering myself onto his cock. As I feel my cunt being filled, I sigh loudly and contentedly. The dildo helped get me off earlier, but this is what I really wanted.

I start to raise my hips again, feeling my cunt gradually emptied, only to lower my hips, refilling myself again. This feels so good. I am starting to whimper as I slowly increase my pace. I last several minutes at a moderate pace before I cannot control myself any longer. My whimpers have slid into a continuous desperate moan. My humping moves into a furious blur as I reach down to my clit to reach the climax I need. I groan and begin to shudder as the orgasm takes me. My release seems to inspire Tim, who aggressively thrusts up into me and starts to pump me full. Once he is done, I lower myself all the way onto him and go back to kissing him with my arms wrapped around him in a tight hug.

I hear Alan and Lisa applauding behind me.

I hold Tim's cock in my cunt as long as I can. Finally, I climb off his lap, his mammoth cock now a small fraction of its previous size.

"We are going to bed now," Lisa says. "Don't forget I am on the road again tomorrow, so I cannot give you a ride this time. And don't forget to pick up our dresses."

"I could not forget those! Good night -- get to sleep eventually. It looks like Alan is ready for more activities," I say as I look down at his cock, which our performance seems to have revived.

After they have gone to bed, I turn back to Tim and start to kiss him again. He takes a break to say, "I don't know I can get it up again tonight. I was fighting that first orgasm so hard for so long, it had a lot of force behind it when it came. I was amazed you got me ready for round two as easily as you did. And you already drained me last night with eight hours of make-up sex. I could barely walk this morning."

"That's okay, we can still snuggle. I may ask you to take care of me again. I'm not sure. But I definitely want to snuggle."

We go back to kissing and I eventually put his hand on one of my boobs. He happily fondles it, which is feeling very good to me. I shift my bottom further away from his abdomen, letting the table help support my back. I move his other hand into my crotch. It takes me little time to achieve one last orgasm for the evening, albeit a small one.

"Thank you. I love you," I say.

And then I add, "I was going to thank you for letting me try fucking Alan, but after watching you tonight, I think you want Lisa as much as I want Alan. And she is definitely looking at Big Ben with a real hunger in her eyes."

Tim turns bright red. He is so easy to embarrass.

"It's going to be a fun night next week," I say to try to relax him. "And I promise to behave around Alan all the time, except as part of shows and games. I am sorry I made you so worried about me."

"I trust you absolutely now. I am so sorry I doubted you."

"Let's go to bed and cuddle until we fall asleep," I say.

Lisa is dressed but still here when I get up. She tells me she is about to head to the airport. The guys have both headed off to work already. Lisa points out there is still coffee. I chat with her for a few minutes before she has to leave, and then sit, stark naked, in her kitchen, drinking her coffee. After I finish, I go soak in the shower, get dressed and then walk back to our apartment for my car, which I drive to work.