Rhonda's Tired Marriage Ch. 06

Friday, Doug intended to get on the road early. He intended to pick Jean and Mason up around 3:00 pm. Then, they should make dinner with the other two couples by 7:00 pm in Matakana. But at midday, Mason called to say he had an issue at work and could not get away until after 5:00.

He asked Doug if he could still pick Jean up and go on without him. He would drive up when he sorted out the issues at work.

Doug discussed it with Rhonda, and they decided to wait for Mason. Rhonda didn't want Jean exposed to Mike and his mate without Mason being there. She explained to Doug that Jean didn't think Mason would share her, so setting her up in a situation where she might be unfaithful was a recipe for disaster.

As it happened, Doug got busy anyway, and it was just after 6:30 that they picked them up. As Mason climbed in the front, he turned and told Rhonda he had some interesting news, "Mark called into work today. The bastard still gives me shit about my seeing you guys. He pulls my chain about scorning a mate because I fancy you when we all know he was the one that had the hots for you. I told him we were wife-swapping with you and Doug this weekend. He turned green with envy. It was fucking wonderful."

Rhonda snapped back, "I hope you don't think you'll be jumping in the sack with me this weekend?"

"Of course not. I was winding Mark up."

"So you don't fancy me then?"

Mason blushed, became flustered, and didn't know how to answer. Doug came to his rescue, "You're allowed to answer honestly. Frankly, I'd be upset if you didn't fancy Rhonda. I'd think there was something wrong with you. I certainly fancy your wife. I think she's very hot, but that doesn't mean I'd ever do anything more than imagine. Okay."

Rhonda asked, "What was Mark's news?"

"Oh, yes. Mark said that Liz had left Harry. Evidently, she has been seeing some travelling salesman twice a month for over a year. And she up and left with the guy."

Rhonda interrupted, "Did Harry know about the salesman? He said he wasn't sure she was faithful the night we split."

"No. He didn't have a clue. She'd told him he wasn't exclusive, but Harry thought she was just trying to make him jealous."

Rhonda went silent as she pondered whether there were any implications for her. The guys continued conversing, and soon, Jean was asking her questions. What with the road noise and Mason turning up the volume on the radio every time a song came on that he liked, Jean and Rhonda were able to discuss more intimate subjects without the guys listening in, such as Avery's upcoming party and positions Jean was dying to try.

They stopped for hamburgers at Maramarua and then continued to Matakana. They pulled into the Lodge just before 9:30, and they were confronted with an extensive modern home. As they sat wondering where to go, a woman came out to welcome them.

"Hi. I'm Hillary. You must be with the McKenzie group. Your units are around the back. The grass is dry, so you can drive right to the front of your unit and unload your bags," she said, pointing to the left. Your friends are sitting out waiting for you. She turned and re-entered the Lodge.

Doug drove around where she had pointed and commented that she hadn't given them any keys. Turning behind the Lodge, they saw two women sitting at a barbecue area. The women both stood and directed them to the second unit. As he backed up to their unit, Doug informed them that the taller of the two was Gail, so the other woman must be Flora.

Rhonda quickly sized up the two women. Gail was dark-haired and looked very fit. She had much the same build and height as herself. Flora was blond, had a fuller figure, and was shorter. Both women were appealing and well-presented, especially as she knew Gail was ten years older than her. And Flora looked to be older still.

There was a row of six self-contained units. Gail directed them to pull up in front of unit two. There were introductions and hugs, and then Mason and Doug unloaded the bags. Then Gail told Doug, "Shift your car down the end with ours when you're unloaded. You'll have a marvellous ocean view from your bed in the morning, so you don't want to leave the car there."

Doug asked Gail about the keys. She replied that they didn't have any and that no one locked anything as they were so far out in the country. He commented on how impressive the complex was. Gail informed them that the Lodge was less than six months old.

"We have our own lounge at this end of the Lodge. And off the lounge is a gymnasium and lap pool. There is also a guest dining area where we had dinner this evening. It's where we will all meet for breakfast in the morning."

"Where is Mike?" Doug asked.

"The boys are in bed. They spent today on a fishing charter and crashed about an hour ago," Gail replied.

When the others wandered off to unpack, Flora excused herself to bed. Gail asked Rhonda to come and sit with her for a minute. They sat at the table outside unit one. "Mike's dead to the world in there, so we can talk without worrying we'll be overheard. I want to ask you about Jean. Doug told Mike that she's keen on expanding her sexual experiences?"

"She is. She's been married for fifteen years, feels that she and Mason are in a rut and that there are many things she's never tried."

"Doug said Jean's husband is not on the same wavelength?"

Rhonda quietly explained all she knew to Gail. She told her that although she'd known Jean for around ten years, she'd only gotten to see the other side of her in the last week. "I always thought she was a timid, virtuous wife like I was. A missionary position with the lights-out girl. But boy, was I wrong."

"What about Mason? What does he think of this new interest?"

Rhonda explained some of the things Jean had been doing to try to get Mason to share her, like renting very explicit porn videos, dressing up sexily in the evenings and dropping hints. "She said that although Mason got really horny and they had great sex. Mason just put most of the stuff in the videos as other people's fantasies, not stuff that happened in real life." 

Gail nodded in understanding, "I'll work on Mason tomorrow. We're going to our favourite beach. So I'll get close and see if I can open his mind to some sexy possibilities. One final thing, what specifically does she want to try?"

Rhonda laughed, "Everything. She whispered stuff to me in the back of the car on the drive-up. She said that she wanted to do everything she'd seen in those videos. Threesomes, gang bangs, DP's, anal. She's up for anything."

"Well, I'll tell you now that Mike and Calum will be beside themselves when they see Jean. She's a pretty little thing, isn't she? The boys will be pole vaulting down the beach tomorrow, trying to outdo one another."

"Doesn't it bother you that Mike would want to sleep with another woman?"

"Has Doug not told you about Mike and my relationship?"

"He told me a little and mentioned that Mike shared you with him on a fishing trip two years ago. But he didn't go into any details."

"I hope I don't upset you, but Mike has shared me with Doug several times before that trip. Let me explain. We all went to school together. I have wanted Mike since the first day I saw him. But he had every other girl in the district after him. I was not his first by a long shot. So, I learned right from the start that he would never be exclusively mine. But he's the best lover I've ever had. He knows what turns me on, presses all my buttons and lots I never knew I had. Because of that, I accept what I get. But don't feel sorry for me. I love the situations he puts me in, and I often get to enjoy the women we pick up."

Gail paused, then asked, "Are you and Doug intending to join in?"

"No. I want to watch, but I'm not ready to go further than that with Doug. And I'm not ready to watch Doug with another woman. So, If you guys are not okay with us watching from the sidelines, we'll go to bed when we return to the Lodge. Oh! What about Flora? Doug said she doesn't join in either. Does she not get upset if Callum plays up?"

Gail looked down towards unit four, where Rhonda had seen Flora disappear,   "Their relationship is complicated. We hit it off well when we first met them five years ago. A few weeks later, the four of us got a little drunk and wound up in the same bed together. Mike and I gave Flora the best sex she'd ever had - her words. But the next day, she went to Mass and confessed all. The priest must have had kittens listening to her confession. I don't know much about what he made her do, but she has sworn never to stray again. On the few occasions things have gotten hot, Flora heads off to bed, and she's as right as rain the next day. And Callum is not in the dog box or anything. If you get her alone, you might want to ask her. I don't understand it."

Gail stood, indicating it was time for bed. Rhonda stood also but added, "I don't want you to think I'm a prude. I was reserved and a bit of a prude in my marriage. But when I found out my husband had been unfaithful to me for years, I had a wild weekend away with a girlfriend and four guys. I did stuff I never believed I'd ever do. And what scared me the most was how much I enjoyed it. I'm a bit like Flora, I guess. Afterwards, I pledged not to do it again. But I did, only a week later. That's why I'm reluctant to join in any games until I'm more secure. I've found out that I can be a real slut, and that goes against everything I've ever been taught. But I'd like to watch the guys fulfil some of Jean's fantasies."

I understand. Mike and I have seen many women like you and will never push you. For us, sex is fun and only physical, and not the same as love. We actively search for like-minded people. But we are never clandestine or let jealousy or judgment ruin our relationship. So we will have no issues with you and Doug sitting and watching. I'm a terrible exhibitionist so that will turn me on. Let's go to bed. We'll have lots of time to talk on the beach tomorrow."

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Rhonda woke to Doug offering her a mug of coffee just after 6:00 am.

"Come and look at the sunrise, it's amazing." He encouraged her.

They sat out on the deckchairs in front of their ranch slider. A paddock sloped down to a clifftop, beyond which was a calm sea with the first rays of sunlight creeping over the horizon. Rhonda sat there in awe. She'd never seen a sunrise like it. She had only taken a few sips when Gail and Mike joined them.

Mike was much the same height as Doug but of a more solid build. He was good-looking, with a dangerous edge to his looks. No one would ever doubt that he was an unscrupulous adulterine. To confirm Rhonda's opinion, he checked her out from head to toe, spending seconds more than necessary on her breasts. Then he turned to Doug, "You always did get the lookers, you jammy bastard."

He stepped over and gave Doug a firm hug and a kiss on his cheek.

"Are you going to introduce me to your new thrall?"

Doug laughed, "That's a big word for you. This is Rhonda, and I can assure you she is not my slave. She holds all the power over me, not the other way round."

Mike gave Rhonda a warm hug, and Gail hugged her also before warmly enveloping Doug. She turned to wake the others and yelled over her shoulder, "Shorts and teeshirts. We're all going to the gym in half an hour."

The others came out of their rooms hesitantly to look at the view, all still dressed in nightwear. Rhonda was interested in checking out Callum. He was not as tall as the other men, maybe around 5'9", and looked like a typical Scotsman--red hair and pale skin--but he had a wonderful smile.  

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At the gym, Gail took control of the group. It turned out she was a fitness instructor and owned her own business back in Auckland, which explained to Rhonda why she was still in good shape for a forty-eight-year-old. Doug and Mike skipped the gym and challenged one another to do laps of the pool while Gail set the rest of them up to do weights and exercises.

Rhonda noted that Flora was also very fit-looking, and when she commented on that, she learned that it was the gym where Gail and Flora had met five years previously.

Just before 8:00, those in the gym headed to the units to shower. Doug and Mike were still doing laps and were only finishing by the time the others assembled back in the Lodge for breakfast. Iain, the owner, was waiting for them. He pointed out the table with cereals, fruit, and juices and asked if anyone wanted a cooked breakfast. Callum and Mason ordered the big breakfasts. Jean and Gail declined and headed for the table to get some cereal and fruit.

Iain turned to Flora, "We're related. I see you are a MacBeth, a good Scots lass. I'm a Tallach. Would you like me to cook up Bangers and Mash from last night's leftovers?" When Flora eagerly nodded, Rhonda asked for the same. They grabbed cereal, fruit, and coffee and sat to wait for their cooked breakfasts.

Flora began questioning Rhonda about herself and how she had met Doug. Her questions eventually got around to Jean, including why she wanted to try other men and what Mason thought about it. Rhonda repeated what she'd told Gail the night before. Then, looking over at Callum flirting with Jean, she asked, "How come you don't care if Callum sleeps with another woman? I'd be as jealous as all hell."

"What did Gael tell you?"

"Just that you and Callum had a foursome with them one night. Then you went to confession and promised you'd not sin again."

"That's part of it. But the main reason is that my menopause started two years ago. And I've gone off sex. Hell, my bum and tummy have expanded. I have hot flushes, and I get grumpy. It's not fair. Callum and I always had a great sex life. Wait until it happens to you."

"Were you upset at Mike for seducing you?"

"No. It was a fantastic night, and I'm glad I experienced it. But I was too guilty to let it happen again. If playing around keeps Mike and Gail happy, then good for them."

"Yeah, that's true. I'm glad it works for you guys. But why don't you get jealous of Callum playing up?"

"I do get jealous. That's why I head to bed when things get hot. Callum and I spoke about it. It's not his problem that I've gone off sex, so I told him I'm okay about him getting the odd bit of sex elsewhere but not to flaunt it. I try and give him a hand job or a blow job once or twice a month. And funnily enough, after he has been with another woman, I get sexy, and we do have regular sex sometimes. I should point out that Callum has not strayed much. Mike has only dragged him away three times in the last year and a bit."

"You're a bloody angel. I couldn't let Doug go with another woman."

Their bangers and mash arrived just as Doug and Mike walked in. They took one look at the girls' food and ordered the same. It was delicious. The host had fried some sausages, lamb's fry, and caramelised onion and added them to the previous night's gravy. He'd also mashed up the leftover roast spuds and re-fried them.

After breakfast, they all retired to their rooms to prepare for the beach. Doug asked Rhonda what she thought of his friends.

"Well, I can't say much about Callum as I've hardly said two words to him. I see him checking me out whenever he thinks I'm not looking. He has a lovely smile, but I would not trust him if I were alone with him."

"I saw you having a deep conversation with Flora. What was that about?"

"I asked her why she let Callum sleep with other women. She's a bloody saint. She's struggling with menopause and has gone off sex. She says it's not Callum's fault and has given him license to find his sex elsewhere, as long as he doesn't rub it in her face. I don't think I could be so charitable."

"What about Mike?" Doug asked.

"He's stripped me naked with his eyes at least three times in the last two hours. I can see his appeal to the ladies, though. Good looking but disturbingly dangerous. You know a session in bed with him would never be boring. But, again, I've hardly spoken to him."

"Would you want to sleep with him?"

"Do you want me to?"

"No. But he's sure as hell going to want to nail you."

Rhonda looked at Doug to ascertain what he was asking. He looked innocent, only sounding out how to react to Mike's flirtation with her.

So she replied, "I think we should keep out of all the action this weekend. Let's leave Jean to live out her fantasies and watch what happens. I'll deflect Mike and Callum's attentions when they try something, as I know they will."

"Mike would never try anything without my okaying it. I'm not sure about Callum, but I'm sure Mike will have told him to behave."

Doug asked about Gail. But before Rhonda could reply, Mike yelled at their door that it was time to go.

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When they were all assembled outside, Mike informed them he had negotiated the use of the Lodge's minibus and that Doug would be driving. Gail looked at Jean and Rhonda's bathing suits and turned to Doug, "Take us via Matakana. There is a beachwear shop there. The girls must buy bikinis; they can't wear one-piece suits at Tawharanui Beach."

The minibus turned out to be a long-wheelbase Toyota that seated ten. Rhonda got in the front with Doug and the others in the back. The beachwear shop did not open until 10:00 am, so they had twenty minutes to kill. Seeing an op-shop just down the road, they wandered into that, as Gail said they should all dress up for the Beatles show that night. Jean didn't want to wear anything but the dress she had bought for the night. Rhonda felt the same, so they followed the others around the shop and offered advice.

Gail and Flora found some straight mini dresses that had to have come from the late sixties. The boys all found various items, such as black stovepipe trousers and high-necked shirts like Elvis used to wear.

Then, Gail picked out some way-too-brief bikinis in the beachwear shop. Rhonda could see that Jean was secretly pleased with Gail's choice, even though she complained it was too revealing. She knew Doug would be ecstatic with the set Gail had chosen for her.

When Rhonda went to climb back in the front next to Doug, Flora stepped in front of her,  "In the back with the others, my turn up front."

So Rhonda climbed in the back and took the single seat on the passenger side. Gail had dragged Mason into the front seat beside her, and Mike and Callum had Jean sitting between them in the back seat. The guys began tentatively touching Jean as soon as they sat, and instead of discouraging them, she lay back and spread her legs. When Callum slipped his fingers under the gusset of Jean's new bikini and pulled it to the side, Rhonda snapped her head to the front and got ready to stand in the isle if Mason turned to look what was happening.

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It was a hot, cloudless day, yet Rhonda could hear wind rustling through the top of the trees as they all made their way to the beach. The men carried sun umbrellas and chilly bins, and the girls had blankets, towels, and beach bags. She heard a noise in the undergrowth beside the path and saw two small rabbits scurrying away. She was surprised, as Mike had told them this area was a regional park, with predator fences surrounding it to keep out cats, rats, and other pests. Rhonda called out to Mike about the rabbits, but he didn't know why they hadn't eradicated them. Then, he replied that he'd take them up to explore the bush later, where they might see Takahe, NZ Dotteral, Kereru, and many other endangered species.

They came to a long wooden ramp that led down onto the beach. At the foot of this, they had to weave past a dozen couples - some with kids. Then, the beachgoers thinned out, and they walked another three hundred metres to the far end of the beach.

Mike and Callum laid out the blankets while Doug and Mason sorted the umbrellas. When Jean went to lie by Mason, Mike grabbed her hand and told her to lie by him. Callum quickly took up the space on the other side of her, and Gail pulled Mason down to lie by her. Rhonda looked to see what Flora made of these arrangements. Flora smiled knowingly at her and motioned for her and Doug to lie between her and Mason.

Mason didn't share Flora's indifference. He made to complain, but Gail turned his head and began whispering in his ear. Rhonda noted with relief that he slowly relaxed.

Looking over Mason's torso, Rhonda saw Callum stroking Jean's legs. But when he moved his hand higher, she leapt up and motioned Rhonda to test the water with her.   Rhonda stood and saw Jean withdraw her one-piece bathing suit from her beach bag before walking to the surf.

"Was Callum getting a bit handsy?" Rhonda asked.

Jean gave Rhonda a sheepish smile, "They have already given me two orgasms. One just before we reached the ranger's hut by the predator gate. I had to close my legs and look innocent while we waited for the gate to open. Then Mike gave me a second as we drove the last two miles to the beach."

"Why have you grabbed your costume?"

Jean didn't answer her but unfolded it and held it out to show her the streaks of ropy cum on the black fabric, "That's Callum's cum. I jacked him off while Mike was bringing me off. Also, I made such a mess, I had to use this to try and clean the back seat."

They walked out into the cold water, and when they were waist-deep, Jean began swishing the costume through the waves, attempting to get it clean. Then she reached down and pulled her new bikini bottoms aside and began swishing water in between her legs. "I was scared someone would comment on the wet patch on my new bikini. The buggers got me sopping wet."

They turned to head back to the shore and saw Mason waiting for Jean at the water's edge. Jean stepped up to him and lifted on tiptoes to kiss him, but he pulled away.

"What's wrong, hun?"

Mason looked at her sadly, "You must know. You are flirting around with Mike and Callum. And Gail tells me you want to sleep with them. Moreover, she says if I don't go along with it, you will go behind my back and do it anyway."

Jean pulled his head to hers, looking him in the eye. "I don't want to sleep with Mike and Callum specifically, and I won't go behind your back. But I want to experiment, and I like both of us to be on the same page and experiment together. You said you were okay about us trying out some new things."

"But I'm struggling with bouts of jealousy. And I didn't think you would go through with it." 

"God, Mason, we married so young, and neither of us tried out other partners. You can't tell me you haven't wondered what it would be like to be with someone else. I see you checking out Rhonda and other women. And Doug told Rhonda you would like to watch her and me make out. I've been hiring those movies all year to get you to open up."

"I wouldn't mind if you went with Rhonda, but the thought of you with another man just gets me all wound up. Can't we just try lots of new stuff ourselves?"

"Yes, I'd love that. I know you have been getting bored with me these last few years. I want to have a threesome and a GangBang just once in my life. We need another man or men for that."

As Jean said the last sentence, they reached the blankets. She grabbed her towel between Mike and Callum and told Gael she should move. Then, she lay down with Mason to carry on talking.

Before Rhonda could lie down, Doug hopped up and asked her to go for a walk with him as he was feeling horny. They walked around the protrusion of rocks they'd set their blankets alongside. And after wandering down the empty white sand beach on the other side. Rhonda asked, "Why are you horny?"

"Because I watched Mike and Callum getting Jean off in the rearview mirror on the drive here. I turned the music up loud so Mason did not hear them, as Jean went off like a firecracker."

Rhonda stopped, looked around and saw they were alone, then dropped to her knees and released his hard. It took less than five minutes to get him off.

"Do you want me to do you too?" Asked Doug.

"No. Someone's sure to catch us. Let's go check out the van. Jean says she cleaned the seat with her togs. However, more than a quick rub may be needed to remove the evidence. And we can't return the van with a huge white patch on the back seat."

Mason and Jean were still talking anxiously when they returned to the main beach. The other four were all in the surf trying out the two boogie boards that Iain had loaned them. Rhonda grabbed a bottle of water from one of the coolers and a spare towel and headed up into the dunes before following the path down to the van.

It was just as well they went back to the van. The back seat did have a white patch right in the middle. "You must have had a great view," said Rhonda as she poured water onto the patch and rubbed it dry with the towel. Then she felt her bikini bottoms sliding down her legs and Doug pushing into her from behind.

"God, you got hard fast. What have you been eating?"

"I don't think there is a man alive that could resist your arse displayed before them."

Rhonda braced herself against the seat back and pushed back to get more contact. Because Doug had just cum down on the beach, she knew he was not going to be quick. So she relaxed and savoured the intense feelings his hard strokes were generating. She anxiously searched the car park through the back window to see if anyone was coming and noted a car full of teenagers pulling up, not three cars away.

"Christ, Doug, we're going to get caught!"

"Bend your legs and get lower. They'll only see our heads if they look this way," and he went to town, humping hard against her butt.

Rhonda watched nervously as the guy and three teenage girls moved around and opened the boot. The guy held a towel for the three girls to strip and don their swimsuits behind. They had not seen Doug and Rhonda in the van, and they kept popping their heads up to look at the three young waifs' bodies as they fooled around, trying to expose one another to the guy.

As one of the girls began pulling on her friend's nipples and pushing her out from behind the towel, Doug cried out he was going to come. Rhonda felt her orgasm rising, "Hold on, I'm coming too."

Doug couldn't hold, but he stayed pressed hard inside her and reached under to pull and pinch her clit. One of the girls looked their way and saw Rhonda watching, which helped tip her over the edge. Her knees buckled, and she slumped onto the back seat, gasping for air and blushing red from being caught.

By the time they got their breath back, the group had moved up amongst the pine trees, giggling and looking back to see who had been in the van. Now, there was a new stain on the back seat, and it took another five minutes before Rhonda was happy that she had washed away all she could.

They didn't dare go down the ramp onto the beach where the group of teenagers had set out their towels. So they walked along the top of the dunes until they could go down through the marram grass to join the others.

Mason and Jean were still lying together, talking and hugging. Not wanting to interrupt the couple's rapport, they ran down the beach and dived into the waves. Hot and sweaty, they both shrieked as they hit the cold water, but they soon became acclimatised and rose to much ribbing from the others about what they had been doing.

Gail and Flora had removed their tops, and Mike insisted that Rhonda did, too. Then his attention changed as Mason and Jean charged into the water, and when Jean rose out of a wave, he insisted she remove her top as well. Then, commenting on her magnificent tits, the guys all had to feel that they were real.

Standing beside Mason, Rhonda commented, "You seem to be okay about the attention Jean is getting. Have you sorted out all your issues?"

"Not entirely," retorted Mason. "I'm still jealous, but we have come to an understanding that I should give her some freedom to experiment. And that it is likely to be a short phase she wants to work through."

"How did she convince you?"

"There were many things. But one of them was that you had slept with four men, and it was the best sex you had ever had. And she said that Doug doesn't mind and likes to watch."

"Well, she may have gotten some of that out of context. Things have changed since I spoke to her about my weekend of depravity. I now have Doug, and our sex is even better than that on my dirty weekend. Doug indeed likes to watch, but I'm not ready for that yet either."

While Mason mulled over what she said, Mike called them to lunch. They returned to their mats and unpacked the chilly bins.

After lunch, the girls all put their tops on, and the group headed down the beach to search for some of the endangered residents of the reserve. They saw some red-breasted dotterels, which Mike informed them had been fewer than seventy birds a few years before. Then they climbed up into the bush and got lucky, as they came across three Takahe feeding by the track. Mike informed them that these birds were thought to have been extinct until 1948. The bird that captured Rhonda's attention was the Kereru or native wood pigeon. They were large, magnificent birds, and they saw several of them above the track. The Kereru, Mike told them, were protected, as they were delicious to eat, and the Maori had all but wiped them out by the nineteenth century.

Two hours later, they returned to the beach and dived into the surf before heading back to the Lodge to prepare for their night out.

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They all assembled at the minibus just after 6:00. Gail had informed them they had to be at Ascension Wines by 6:30, as dinner would begin at 7:00, and the show would start at 8:30.

Mike opened the van's sliding door but raised his hand, "No knickers, ladies. You have to hand them over."

Gail and Flora didn't hesitate. Rhonda followed suit, not too worried, as her dress was down to her knees. But Jean's new dress was a lot shorter and quite revealing. Still, she only hesitated momentarily before sliding her panties down her legs and handing them to Mike. Mike rolled the panties into a ball and gave them to Mason. "You're in charge of these tonight. Make sure you get a good reward before handing them back."

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When they drove into the Vineyard's carpark, they saw it was already quite full. And when they entered the large Marquee behind the main vineyard building, they saw why, as already over one hundred were seated. Their table was one of the smaller tables, but it was in a very good position, just one sitting back from the stage and right on the edge of the area set aside for dancing.

They sat with their partners, and a waitress and waiter approached them as soon as they settled. They introduced themselves as Andy and Nyla. Andy asked for their drink orders while Nyla handed out menus and explained their choices.

Doug ordered water. He was not that big into drinking, so he wasn't bothered that he had to stay sober. The other guys all ordered beers, and Gail got the girls a bottle of Ascension sauvignon. When they left with the orders, the girls all commented on Andy. He was a real hunk, over six feet tall, and his white shirt clung to his well-built body. The boys were impressed with Nyla also and made a few ribald comments.

Rhonda knew Jean was nervous as she knocked back her wine so fast, and with some concern, she watched Mason scull his beer and order another. She whispered to Doug to have a word with him about drinking too much. She was worried he might get fighting drunk. Doug said he would, but he had heard Mason was a happy drunk, so he wasn't too concerned.

Once Andy had delivered their drinks, he helped Nyla bring the soup and clear away the plates. Nyla informed them not to be too slow, as the mains were less than fifteen minutes away. She apologised for the rush, explaining they were trying to get as much of the meal over with before the show started. A DJ started up during their mains, and people began hitting the dance floor. Doug got Rhonda up to dance. The others quickly followed.

At 9:00, the four band members arrived. Dressed in bright velvet coats that were copies of the Beatles' Sgt. Pepper outfits, they certainly looked the part and soon launched into their first number--Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. It seemed like the whole tent rushed to get onto the dance floor.

There wasn't room for everyone, so many stood by their tables and boogied. Doug dragged Rhonda into the Mass of bodies, and Mason and Jean squeezed in beside them. After two numbers, they returned to their seats to watch the group. Many others also left the floor because of the crush.

When the group began 'Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds' a few songs later, Mike dragged Jean into the Mass of gyrating bodies. Gail also tried to get Mason up, but he stubbornly refused, so she sat beside him and got him to toast something with his beer. As they raised their glasses, Mike appeared out of the throng. He had his arms wrapped tightly around Jean, and when he saw them watching, he turned Jean, dropped his hands to her bum and raised the hem of her dress to expose her wonderfully naked bottom.

Rhonda glanced over at Mason. He was laughing along with Gail, but his laughter looked forced. He hailed Andy and asked for another drink. When it arrived, Rhonda was disappointed to see that he had ordered a large Rum and Coke.

Rhonda turned to Doug, "He's going to drink himself legless. Can you stop him or tell him to slow down?"

"I don't think it will do any good," Doug replied. "He might say he's come to accept Jean flirting around. But inside, I think he's not at all comfortable. However, Gail is looking after him, and she's probably the best to sort out his drinking."

Just before 10:00, Andy came over to tell them it was the last order, as he was about to finish. But they could still buy drinks at the bar if they wanted more. Everyone declined, but as he turned to go, Gail asked if he could dance with her once he had knocked off.

"Yes. But I must change first."

Gail beamed ear to ear, "Good. Come and get me once you've changed."

Mike called out and asked him to ask Nyla if she would dance with him. But Andy replied, "Nyla has a boyfriend. He'll be out front waiting for her now, and she will decline. I've tried a few times myself."

Andy turned up twenty minutes later. He'd changed into jeans and a sweatshirt. The Beatles cover group had finished their last bracket, and the DJ was back playing dance songs. Doug and Rhonda followed Andy and Gail to the dance floor and heard Gail asking him if he wanted to join them back at the Lodge. In the crush of people, they didn't hear his answer. But they watched them talking and could tell he hadn't given her the answer she expected.

Mike and Callum had Jean on the floor enveloped between them. Rhonda searched for Mason, to see how he was taking it. She couldn't find him, but then noticed Flora had him dancing on the opposite side of the floor. He had drunk too much and she looked to be holding him up. But he was grinning. That was a good sign.

Everyone decided it was time to hit the road when they returned to the table. Rhonda looked questioningly at Gail. She smiled, mouthed that Andy was coming with them on the bus, and gave her a cheeky thumbs-up.

On the bus, Rhonda sat up front with Doug. Gail and Flora dragged Mason to the back seat and then beckoned Andy to join them. Callum looked somewhat peeved that the girls had beaten him and Mike to the back seat. They settled onto the seats behind the driver.

Doug put the radio on, and they drunkenly sang whatever songs were playing on the way to the Lodge. Mason was in no state to party, so when they arrived at the Lodge, Gail and Flora got Andy to help them manhandle Mason into his unit. Concerned, Jean followed them, but Mike grabbed her. "Leave him with the girls. They'll put him to bed. You will only make him feel guilty he's gotten himself drunk."

Jean saw the sense in this and followed the rest of the gang into unit one. While Mike got them all a drink, Callum put some music on and beckoned Jean up to dance with him. He quickly had his arms around her body, lifting her dress and revealing her bum. Jean didn't seem to mind. She grinned and wiggled it invitingly.

Doug joined Mike, made himself a rum and coke, poured Rhonda a big glass of water, and joined her on the settee. They sat and watched Mike help Jean gulp a mouthful of the amber fluid, then placed their glasses on the sideboard.

As Mike sidled in behind Jean, Rhonda whispered into Doug's ear, "It looks like Jean will fulfil all her fantasies tonight. Shall we escape to bed? I'm feeling horny."

"I'd like to stay and watch for a bit to see if you're alright with that. And I half hoped you might make love to Jean if the opportunity arose."

"Do you think that's a good idea?" Rhoda gasped. If I did that, how would you stop the others?"

"Oh, I think you will be safe if this goes how I expect. Mike and Callum are no longer spring chickens, and I'm pretty sure Jean will be all they can handle tonight."

They snuggled into one another, Doug stroking Rhonda's breast as they watched Callum lift Jean's dress over her head. He stood back a little, admiring her large breasts spilling appealingly off her chest. Jean was now naked apart from her lace thigh-high stockings and high heels. Jean's narrow waist accentuated her flared hips that were sexily swaying to the music.

"God, you're a little beauty," Callum murmured. His accent slipped into a strong Scottish brogue. "I can't wait to part those magnificent thighs."

Mike reached around and fondled Jean's breast whilst he nibbled on her neck. Callum saw his opportunity and quickly stripped out of his clothes. Then, he resumed cuddling and swaying with Jean while Mike ripped off his clothes.

Naked, Mike moved in behind Jean again and lifted her from the floor. Jean's waist was now at Callum's eye level, and he lifted her legs onto his shoulders. He seemed to struggle for breath as he admired her swollen labia, already glistening from her seeping fluids. When Callum buried his face between her legs, Jean squealed with glee and stretched her neck around so Mike could kiss her. She let out even louder sounds of encouragement as Mike began to pinch her nipples.

Callum drew back, "God, I want to fuck her. Turn her around, Mike. You can have the rear."

They manhandled Jean around until she was facing Callum and lowered her onto his cock. Now it was Rhonda's turn to gasp - not from Doug worming his hand between her legs, but with her first decent look at Callum's impressive erection.

"Good lord, he's nearly as big as James. You know, the young guy Marie and I met in Auckland. How will Jean take that?" She asked Doug.

"She'll manage. As they say - it will stretch a mile before tearing an inch." Replied Doug.

"That's terrible, Doug. She won't walk for a week after that."

Then Rhonda caught her breath again as Mike bent his legs and tried to feed himself into Jean's bum. But he was too tall, and he gave up and fingered her bum with one hand while stroking one of her breasts with the other. Mike's cock rubbing against the small of Jean's back got him aroused, and he leaned forward to snort out that Callum was to move to the bed. There, they uncoupled and positioned Jean on top of Callum, and then Mike mounted her from behind and thrust himself into her bum.

Jean's protests quickly turned to encouraging groans as both men got in sync and began fucking her mercilessly between them. The sight was too much for Rhonda. She crawled onto Doug's lap, impaled herself on his rigid baton and searched out his mouth for a passionate kiss.

Hearing the ranch slider opening, Rhonda reached behind her and ensured that her dress was hiding her naked butt. Gail, with Andy in tow, came and stood beside the settee.

"Have they been at it for long?" She asked.

Rhonda looked at Gail's dishevelled state and replied, "No. They have just started."

Oh, well, we had better leave them alone. I'll see if I can get Andy hard again." She pushed him onto the settee's arm, then dropped to her knees and took his flaccid member in her mouth.

Rhonda looked on in amazement as Gail, totally unfazed by their watching, began sucking and bobbing up and down on his cock. Gail glanced sideways and grinned at Rhonda, "Isn't it wonderful? He's nearly as large as Callum."

Rhonda didn't know what to say but was saved by a flurry of activity from the bed. Jean began calling out for the guys to fuck her hard as she was coming. All four on the settee watched as she jerked around between Callum and Mike, obviously having a wicked orgasm.

When they rolled apart, Mike didn't let her be, though. He rolled Jean on her back and dived between her legs. Jean protested, saying she was too sensitive. Mike drew back and inhaled.

"Shit, you smell good." He exclaimed.

"It's Calvin Klein Obsession. My favourite."

Then she giggled as Mike advised her he wasn't talking about her perfume. He pushed her back, thrust two fingers into her drenched pink taco and began frigging her to another orgasm. Callum crawled over to Jean and offered his messy limp prick. Jean enthusiastically sucked it into her mouth and proceeded to suck him clean.

Within minutes, Jean tensed, her face went red, and she reached down to hold Mike's hand steady as she came again. Mike and Callum collapsed on each side of her, and she cried out she wanted more.

Gail stood, grabbed Andy, who was now erect and pulled him over to the bed.

"I've got just the thing for you," Gail informed her while pointing to Andy's impressive erection.

Rhonda's heartbeat quickened when she saw the size of Andy's cock. She turned to Doug, "Are lots of guys that big?"

Doug chuckled, "Well, I'm no expert on cocks, but having been in a few rugby changing rooms over the years, I'd say that, no, they're not that common."

Rhonda looked enquiringly at him.

"There are a range of sizes. One poor beggar in one of my teams had one that was only about three inches long when hard. And one of my old mates had one even bigger than that. We measured him once when he was hard. It came in just a hair under nine inches. But he reckoned both his father and brother were bigger than him. But to answer your question, most are between five and seven inches, and the vast majority are much closer to five."

"I'm horny. Let's go to bed."

Doug laughed again, "You're always horny. Let's go."

They rose to head out the door. Rhonda took a look back to the bed and saw Gail bent over, kissing Jean while Andy was lowering himself between Jean's legs. She paused at the door to watch Andy's anaconda sink into Jean's sloppy gash, then grabbed Doug and pulled him out the door. But in her peripheral vision, she saw that Callum was hard again and about to take to Gail's arse.

----

Doug and Rhonda's lovemaking was fast and furious. As they lay panting on the bed afterwards, Doug asked if Rhonda wanted to go back and watch again.

"No. I don't want to get involved. I've seen enough. I hope Jean will be alright. I have a feeling it will be a long night for her.

----

The following day, Rhonda woke to the sound of Doug moving around in their kitchenette. She called out and asked the time.

"It's nearly 6:00. Come and sit outside with me. It's going to be another amazing sunrise."

Rhonda pulled on a robe and followed Doug out to the deckchairs. It was already light, although the sun had not yet risen over the horizon.

Do you think Jean is still in with Gael and Mike?" Rhonda asked.

"No. Their ranch-slider opening is what woke me. And I saw Jean slinking past our door, back into her room," Doug replied.

"Hell, could you hear anything from Jean and Mason's room?"

"I could hear voices. And they didn't appear to be raised." Doug replied. Raising his eyebrows.

They had nearly finished their coffees when a very dishevelled Andy appeared. "Could one of you drive me home? I have to be at work at 8:30."

Doug rose, saying he would. Rhonda leapt up, too, "Wait while I pull on some clothes."

"You don't need to come." 

"The hell I don't. I want to hear all that happened," said Rhonda, rushing back into their room.

Andy called out to her, "I shouldn't say anything."

Rhonda returned her head out the door, "You will tell me Everything that happened. I saw half of it anyway, so don't hold anything back."

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The drive back to Matakana only took ten minutes, so they sat outside Andy's place and wouldn't let him go in until he'd answered all their questions.

The gist of it was: After he had fucked Jean, which was when they had left, Gail spent some time sucking him hard again. During this, Callum and Mike had both attempted to nail Jean again. Then he figured that Callum had left, as when Gail got him hard and began to ride him, he noticed Callum wasn't there. Mike stayed awake for another hour, fondling Jean before getting off the bed and sleeping on the settee. Andy complained he hadn't gotten much sleep, as he had fucked Jean twice more, the last being at around 5:00 that morning, just before she left. And he thought he'd had Gail three times.

As Doug and Rhonda drove back to the Lodge, they kept bursting out laughing each time they recalled how worn out Andy looked. They'd forgotten to ask what his job was, but sure as hell, he wouldn't be of much use at work that day.

Back at the Lodge, they found Flora sitting in front of her unit and joined her.

"What time did you guys get to bed?" She asked them.

"Around 11:00, we think," We watched the start of the boys seducing Jean, then escaped to bed. What about you?"

"I watched Gail give Mason a blow job, and when I saw she was going to fuck Andy, I escaped. Poor old Mason, I doubt he even remembers getting blown."

Rhonda was unsure if she should ask about Callum but thought it would be funny if she didn't. "How is Callum? Have you guys talked about last night?"

"No. I told you. I don't question him, and he never mentions anything. I'm just happy he is getting his rocks off, but I don't want any of the messy details. Thank you. But he must have had fun, as he's out to the world still."

The next person to arise was Mason. He looked terribly hungover. He sat next to Doug, who asked him how he was.

"I'm not feeling too good," he replied. "Jean crawled in at 6:00 and insisted we made love. But she's angry with me. Women!" he said. Throwing his hands in the air.

They all went up to breakfast. And Iain wanted to know if the others were coming for breakfast.

"I very much doubt it," replied Flora. "You may as well clear everything away. They had a pretty hard night.

"

The others rose sporadically after 10:30. Jean was the last, just before midday. No one mentioned the previous evening, but Rhonda managed to get Jean aside to ask her how she was and why she was angry with Mason.

"I had a fantastic night. I'm angry because Mason promised to stay with me and be there in case I chickened out. He promised that's why I'm angry with him."

They got on the road just before 2:00. There was talk about staying another night, but Mason's parents were returning their kids at dinnertime, and Doug was keen to return.

Jean slept most of the drive home. But when she finally woke, she heard Jean admonishing Mason that he would stay sober next time and join her in the action. When Mason asked if there was to be a next time, Rhonda heard Jean explaining to him about the upcoming 'Key Party' at Avery Norman's. Rhonda gave Doug a cheeky grin and whispered, "How are we going to get out of that one?"

To be continued....