Two Pairs

This is lucky thirteen 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.


This chapter starts the evening of the day the last one ended, with Lisa waiting for Audrey to return from her trip so they can have dinner together. The night before was a new sex game for the four, invented by Audrey, that went very well, but Tim had been grumpy the next morning -- ten hours before this chapter starts. All four are looking forward to Saturday night, when they have agreed to swap partners for the first time. There is some turmoil in this story, but it has many different pairings of sex. This chapter continues to be told from Lisa's perspective.

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I get the first text for Audrey shortly before I leave work, Plane delayed, update as I know

Damn, I think. With Alan away on a trip overnight, I really was hoping for dinner with Audrey. That seems at risk now. I head home and hope for the best. The next text arrives on the flight

Shit!

I need to figure out what I am going to feed myself. Just as I get home, my phone buzzes again: On different flight ETA my apartment 7:15 thenGet us some takeout

I can handle that. I call in an order for Thai and pick it up just after 7PM. I am waiting in the parking lot at her apartment when she pulls in around 7:20. I go into her apartment with her, saying, "You sit down, I can get everything. What do you want to drink?"

"Thanks but standing actually feels good for a few minutes. And I need to get out of these clothes. We have a pitcher of iced tea in the fridge. I would love a glass of that."

I hand her a glass when she comes back from changing.

"How did the trip go, other than air travel sucking?" I ask.

"Real well, I think everyone is buying into the new checks and balances, It is a bit of extra work, but not as onerous as they had feared. And they do understand the need. But yeah, air travel sucks. And thanks for your help with my Tim problem this morning. Being irritable and horny all day would have made my day so much worse."

"Oh, I need to tell you about a conversation I had with Marty this morning. He asked me if you got off to the airport alright this morning. I am pretty sure he was fishing to confirm that you spent the night at our place last night, testing his theory of Wednesday night events. I think seemingly innocuous questions that confirm suspicions is a big part of his 'ESP'."

"He essentially told me he does that in our big conversation on our trip last month."

"But he enjoyed my response: 'I made sure to get her off before her trip'."

Audrey almost spits out her iced tea laughing. "I'll BET he enjoyed that."

"Oh he did. And I basically admitted to him that we were lovers."

"Which I think he had already guessed. So, what did you get us for food?"

"Just some Thai, I assume that's okay."

"Sounds delicious."

We mostly just eat, talking occasionally as Audrey decompresses from her trip.

"Would you mind if Tim and I try to make our movie at your condo next Wednesday while you are on away your trip? Alan would probably help us."

"I assume he will not be performing."

"No, that is not the plan and I don't think Tim would allow it."

"Neither would I. I hope you know that. Have you decided what scenes you will film?"

"No, I was hoping to have Alan help us plan it out Sunday afternoon. Would you object if we asked him to serve as camera man for some of it?"

"I guess that's okay. Let me talk to him before I commit to that."

"I can see that. Did you want me to pose tonight?" she asks.

"I wasn't sure you would be up to it."

"It sounds like fun. How should I pose for you tonight?"

"I am becoming a bit obsessed with trying to capture the moment of ecstasy. But I'm not sure how to pose that."

"Just watch me cum a whole bunch of times. I could go for that approach."

"Let's try with a dildo in you tonight. You will have to hold the dildo still for probably twenty minutes while I draw the general outlines of everything, then I will fill in details after watching you finish yourself off."

"Sitting on the couch facing you or lying sideways on the couch with my legs apart?"

"Why don't you sit more or less like you did for my first drawing of your pussy."

Audrey runs back into her bedroom grabbing her dildo and leaving her clothes there. She sits on the couch facing me, spreading her legs wide. She says, "Give me a moment to work up to having the dildo in me."

I start sketching the couch and the outline of her legs and her abdomen while she starts to masturbate. Soon, she slides the dildo in and out of her a few times.

"Freeze as soon as you are ready," I say.

After one more round trip with the fake cock, she stops. I draw as quickly as I can, getting the shape of her labia, the muscles in her arm, the tautness of her belly and the hang of her breasts all sketched in. The obvious desire of her body to resume the intrusions brings real life to her pose.

I say, "You can finish yourself if you want."

I try to watch with an artist's eye as she brings her second hand down to her clit while the dildo starts to piston in and out of her cunt again. It takes her a little over a minute to finish the job she had started twenty minutes earlier. She is not loud, but her face shows this was a strong one.

I am trying to add in some of the details I just saw to finish this picture as she recovers from her orgasm.

She finally speaks, "God, that was so hard not finishing for those twenty minutes. It wasn't like being left hanging, as Tim did to me this morning. It stayed erotic the whole time. I was so horny."

"You looked like you were horny. I am trying to capture that feeling in my drawing, but I'm not good enough yet. See what you think."

I show the picture to her.

"I could get myself off to that picture. I think it's pretty fucking hot, personally."

"I wish I could have captured your face while you were cumming. But now I have something different I need from you," I say, pulling down my pants and spreading my legs.

"I do owe you for this morning," Audrey admits, walking over towards me. She leans over and gives me a deep passionate kiss, our two pairs of breasts squeezed together, separated only by the thin fabric of my blouse.

She kneels between my legs and leans into me again, reaching for a different set of lips this time. Her tongue feels so good as it licks my pussy. I am starting to whimper even before she puts two fingers into my cunt. I am now moaning, the release is coming soon. And Tim walks in the door.

I shriek at Audrey, "Don't you dare fucking stop!"

She obediently picks her pace back up and soon my climax arrives. I groan as it comes. I needed that one.

Tim glances at the dildo on the couch. "Have you two been having fun all evening without me?"

Audrey stands up and gives Tim a hug and a kiss. And gropes his cock through his pants.

"That was a prop from her modeling tonight," I say, having mostly recovered now. "The picture is right there. And then she was paying me back for services I rendered this morning, after some asshole left her in no condition to face a rough day of travel.

"It kind of worked out though. Alan got to watch her cum as I ate her out and you got to watch me cum as she ate me out."

"That picture is incredibly hot! Between that and what I just watched, I think I may need help tonight."

"Not me until Saturday night," I point out.

"After this morning, I should make you squirm for a few hours, you bastard. But I guess I am just nicer than you."

She kneels on the floor in front of him, unzips his pants and pulls out his semi-erect penis. In her expert mouth, it is soon full size and she is stroking it with her hand. I know I should leave, but I am transfixed. I watch the muscles contract in his face as the orgasm arrives. How his cock pulses with each jet of semen he shoots into her mouth and down her throat. Her cheeks as she sucks harder to clean every drop. Her throat as she swallows. I am trying to embed everyone one of these images in my memory for use in future pictures.

I start pulling my pants on and I grab my sketch pad as I say, "I should have already been going. Text me if you want to carpool tomorrow."

Audrey waves to me as Tim is laying her down on the couch. As I close the door, I can hear Tim's voice saying, "So this puny thing made you cum?"

I am horny the whole walk back to my condo and still trying to figure out how to capture the emotion of the moment of ecstasy. I think about making our second movie and then I think of our first movie. Could I draw myself from that opening scene?

Before I get caught up in anything, I hand wash the cum stain off my bustier so it will be ready for use in the movie tomorrow, laying it out to dry properly.

I then go straight into the study and bring up our movie on my computer. I watch the opening scene all the way through to get my feel back for it. I start it back at the beginning and try to hit pause just at the right moment. I miss the shot I want and try several more times before I manage to hit pause at a good frame.

I have chosen the shot focused on my face as I am orgasming. My sketch draws me from the top of my breasts up. I have most of the parts drawn in now, but it doesn't feel quite right. I back up a little and play it in slow motion through that scene. That helps me fix the problem with my drawing. But now I can't find the exact point I was on. This is a frustrating way to draw.

Just then my phone rings. It's Alan wanting to FaceTime from Minnesota.

"I just wanted to check in on how you were doing."

"Okay, I had Thai takeout with Audrey at her apartment."

"And extracurriculars?"

"Well, I drew her masturbating with a dildo. After she came, I asked her for payback from this morning. Tim got home just before I orgasmed, so he got to watch me cum just like you watched Audrey this morning. Only I still had my shirt on. Audrey sucked him off before I managed to leave. They were about to get serious on the couch when I did get out of there."

"Are you in the study now? Watching our movie maybe? Was Audrey not enough for you?"

"I am watching our movie, but I am trying to draw myself orgasming in the first scene. It's harder than I had hoped. I can't manage to hit pause at the right instant."

Alan explains to me how to move the movie forward and backward one frame at a time. I try it and it works. This will help a lot.

"How was your day?"

"It's been great. Pretty sure I have a new employee. And the whole group is great to work with. Tomorrow morning is when we get down to serious technical work for a couple of hours. I am looking forward to that. And even more to getting back with you. And making another movie."

"Just keeping thinking of that and not fantasizing too much about Saturday night. And no jerking off for you tonight. We need you ready to perform for the movie!"

"What else am I supposed to do all alone in a hotel room?"

"Oh, Audrey is thinking about making their movie Wednesday evening while I am away. I think she is planning on using our guest room."

"Tim had mentioned that to me."

"She is thinking about using you as a camera man. Are you comfortable with that?"

"I assume no one is planning on me performing in the movie. I suspect there is nothing I haven't already seen. And I will be doing the editing, so I will see all the footage anyway. So I guess so, if you are okay."

"I trust you to behave yourself. Plus Tim is there to put the fear of god and karate in you if you or Audrey start to step out of line. So yeah."

"I love you."

"I love you."

And we end the call. And I am back working on my drawing. Being able to go back and forth one frame at a time makes a huge difference to me. Not only in getting this drawing right, but as I study how my expression shifts with subtle changes in my facial muscles. How I move my head back and forth slightly. I probably want to take an anatomy for artists course or something. I will ask Anne if she knows any good ones.

I am happy with my picture for the most part. It looks right everywhere, no more broken arms. And it has emotion to it as well. But it feels very static, lifeless at the same time. Almost all of my drawings before the last eleven days were stationary objects, like hotels or trees.

I remember that we had a unit in my Art History class on dynamism, the ability to make still art feel active. We had looked at the use of posture from pre-classical Greek statues to classical to the much more dynamic feeling Hellenistic statues. Then we considered the use of perspective in the transition from late medieval to Renaissance art. And the use of color and abstraction in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century.

I find my old textbook on the shelf and read the chapter looking at each of the art used to illustrate the techniques. I am using a black pencil, so color is not an option for me, unless I change mediums. I am not interested in making abstract art, at least not now.

I look at the pictures of the three eras of Greek statues. The ancient statues are stiff; they look like they are made of stone. The natural, comfortable looking contrapposto stance makes the statues feel like real people. But if the pose is mid-stride, a position that would not be comfortable to stand in, but only move through, your mind wants the statue to be moving. The book has a picture of a hellenistic statue of a boy riding a horse. The horse is just starting a stride in a gallop. If it froze there, it would fall to the ground. The boy is leaning forward to fight the motion of the horse. If the horse were to stop, he too would fly to the ground. Although we can see it is bronze, every neuron in our brain is shouting that this thing must be moving. Stillness is impossible.

I can't change the poses of the models in class, but I can choose poses for Audrey (or Alan or Tim) when they model for me specifically. I should think about the weight distribution of the poses I do draw. Try to capture that effort for one leg over another. Think about the angles and how they show what is about to happen or what just happened. I guess I am already doing some of that intuitively, but making it more explicit in my mind should make it more consistent.

I am satisfied with my drawing and it's time to take a break. I decide I will watch the rest of the movie and get myself off. Alan might have to save himself for tomorrow, but I have no such concerns.

I take my pants back off again and reach into my pussy as I am about to push play. But I need something new and different, almost naughty feeling tonight. I remember that I still have Audrey's vibrator in my nightstand. I run back to the bedroom to grab it. When I push play on the movie, I have my headphones on, lying back in my chair, naked from the waist down, legs splayed.

I turn the vibrator on and put it in my pussy, but not yet on my clit. I slowly edge it closer as I watch the movie, trying to time my orgasm to match the next one in the movie. I am recovering from my second climax as I watch Alan's cum drip from my pussy on the screen. I feel sated.

Now comes the part of the evening I dread, sitting alone before going to bed, alone. I find a sappy romance to watch on TV; one that I don't expect Alan would want to watch. When that is over, I pick another one, even though it is already later than my usual bed time.

By the time my second movie is ending, my eyes are definitely struggling to stay open. I leave the hallway light on as I go to bed. I can go to sleep by myself more easily with some light on. Fortunately, I am tired enough to drift off to sleep quickly tonight.

For the second time in four days, I am awakened by Audrey's voice as she opens the front door. "You okay in here? You didn't answer my texts."

"Just asleep back here. Working on waking up now."

Audrey is back sitting on the bed watching me climb out from under the bedding again.

"I would be eternally grateful if you would make some coffee while I take my shower. If you feel like you would miss the show, I will wait to get dressed until after my coffee."

"I so wish and I will go make the coffee once I watch that cute ass go by."

I try to take a quick shower, although soaking feels so good this morning. When I come out, dry but naked, Audrey is sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee. She hands me one of my own.

"I can fall in love for less you know," I say, thankfully.

"I found half of your clothes, and my vibrator, in the study. Having fun watching your movie last night?"

"I was trying to draw my orgasm face from the opening scene. And then I got some relief after that, yeah. I guess I am used to Alan cleaning up in the morning after our escapades."

"If you and Tim had ended up together, I don't think anything would ever get picked up."

"Yes, mother."

"Did lover boy leave you anything to eat?"

"I think there should be cinnamon bread under... here," I say, lifting a cover to reveal half a loaf of cinnamon bread on the counter. "Would you like a piece?"

"Yes, please."

"Did you happen to bring my sketchbook back from the study too?"

"Yes and the picture of your big-O face is very sexy."

"I want to leave it on the table so Alan can see my latest two drawings."

We finish eating our breakfast and then I ask, "Was your intention in my being nude out here just for visuals or did you have something more in mind?"

"I guess both. I am not going to get in and out of these clothes now, but I could be a better art critic if I compare your drawing to the real thing. And this time, I'm pretty sure Alan is not going to interrupt."

She hands me the vibrator.

I spread my legs. I have the vibrator in one hand starting in on my clit, while the other hand is pinching a nipple. She gets up and says, "I can help with this."

With her standing behind me playing with my tits, it doesn't take long to reach my climax. She leans down and gives me a big kiss while my body recovers. She gives me a hand up out of my chair and we walk back to my bedroom arm in arm. We hug and kiss for a moment before she sits on the bed watching me dress.

Once I am fully attired, we head out to my car and off to work. I tell Audrey that Alan is okay to help them Wednesday on the movie. I then ask, "What are your plans when we get back from work?"

"I don't know, wait for Tim to get home?"

"Did you want to watch us make our movie? Assuming Tim is okay with you watching, of course."

"I would LOVE to. Let me text Tim to as what time he will be home and ask him if he minds, assuming I have time to kill."

After a few minutes on her phone, "You will have an audience. And Tim will come home to a VERY horny wife. He better be ready to have me jump him the instant he walks in the door."

"Unlike last night, of course."

"Last night, he got time to watch you cum before I sucked him off. I don't expect to give him that long. And I don't expect to waste any of him in my mouth."

The work day is some old, same old. Michelle comes around mid-morning, working on organizing lunch. When she is in my office, I ask how the basketball league is going.

"It's been fabulous. I only play about a third of the time. And that's only because we have to have two women on the floor at a time. I am the worst player on the team. But I am getting my game back a bit. And it is so much fun.

"On Wednesday evening, I went out with a bunch of people from the team for drinks right after work. It sounds like it happens most weeks. It is such a supportive friendly group unlike the assholes I used to spend all my time with. I am so happy you got me to walk away from them. My evenings are a bit quieter now, maybe a bit boring sometimes, but Wednesday made things better."

The four of us settle on pizza today. The conference room works well, but I kind of miss the one block walk to lunch. Marty sticks his head in to say both of our plans are a go. We start working on detailed plans for initial customer reactions, namely who will ask what client what questions. Michelle says she is working on a lead for a Spanish language magazine to do a story on Javi.

"Rags-to-riches activist to consultant, but staying true to his activism. The hope is we can get more traction in some of the southwest cities with large hispanic populations. And they are some of the fastest growing cities, so good candidates to work with you, Audrey.

"And Audrey, are you good enough at pool to win some local pool tournaments? That could be a good hook for you -- the young woman who knows all the numbers and all the angles, or something like that."

"I think I could do well. Let me think about whether it is a good idea or not. I can sometimes lose my cool over a billiards table -- Marty is trying to work on me about that. I am not sure if I can maintain my composure for an entire tournament."

"It's hard to imagine you not being composed," Javi says.

"I have gotten good at maintaining it at work. Lisa could tell you it doesn't survive into the weekend."

I nod my head aggressively yes. I turn to Javi and say, "Don't worry, I will keep her under control for shopping with Maria tomorrow."

Audrey laughs.

I check in with Javi at the end of lunch that Maria is still a go for the morning. He says she is excited for it.

Late afternoon I get a text from Alan that he is home and getting set up for our movie.

Audrey and I head to my condo. I am less nervous than I was before our first movie, but almost as excited. And we will have an audience this time.

When we get inside, Alan hurries out to give me a big hug, saying, "I missed you so much."

"I missed you, too."

Audrey goes into the guest suite while we kiss for a while. When she returns in her casual clothes, she interrupts our extended greeting, saying, "Are we going to get to the good stuff soon?"

"I have a chair set up for you in the corner of our bedroom. I need you to sit still while we are filming. The cameras can pick up the changing light reflecting off you if you move. I can filter out some noise you make, but try to be quiet. I don't think it will be as exciting as you are thinking," Alan says to Audrey as we all walk back to our bedroom.

"Wow, it is bright in here!" Audrey exclaims as we walk into the bedroom.

Alan has set up two studio quality lighting units to get the room properly lit for filming.

Alan points to the chair for her, and then says to me, "Why don't you get into your babydoll and grab your hair brush. I will get you in position once you are in costume. Be warned I will be using more breaks between scenes this time to adjust our cameras. Oh, and I need your phone."

I hand him my phone and he snaps it into the camera arm attached to the foot of the bed. I use our closet to strip out of my work clothes and into my pink lace babydoll. I head into the bathroom and grab my hairbrush. I have to walk around the tripod to get in and out.

Alan positions me beside the bed, directly in line with his DSLR on the tripod. My phone, in the mechanical arm at the foot of the bed is just above my waist level pointing at me from behind and slightly off to my left. The mechanical arm over the bed is almost all the way against the ceiling, pointing down at my head at roughly a 45 degree angle from straight behind me. Alan takes off all his clothes and tells me to start brushing my hair.

I am slowly brushing out my long hair as seductively as I can. I hear the two phones and the DSLR beep as they start recording. Alan is standing to my left as he aims the gopro at my face and then slowly pans down my body, past my chest and then my hips and finally down my legs.

He has set the gopro down on the edge of the bed, when suddenly his left arm reaches across me and grabs my right breast, squeezing it through the lace of my garment. After a moment of molesting, Alan reaches his right hand under the babydoll onto my ass, with his finger tips reaching around to the edge of my pussy. I expect that he is going to start fingering me, but I am surprised again as I am lifted off the ground. Just as suddenly I am falling onto the bed.

"Cut!"

"What the hell was that?" I say.

"I should have warned you, but I wanted to capture the sense of your surprise. I need to adjust two cameras, and then I am going to throw you on the bed again. But that's your last aerial maneuver."

He adjusts the ceiling camera to point almost straight down and the one at the foot of the bed at a height of about two feet above the bed aimed at my midsection as I am laying on the bed.

"Can you stand back up for a minute. And if you spread your legs as you land on the bed, that would be great. I am about to throw you again. Are you ready?"

I nod yes. He starts the cameras again. Then picks me up and drops me in the same spot again. As I land, he grabs the gopro and turns it on, pointing up my now splayed legs towards my pussy. He reaches his left hand up and flips the skirt of my babydoll up onto my belly, fully exposing my privates. He crawls up between my legs and I feel his tongue on me. This is more what I had in mind.

He is off with his tongue a bit. It feels like he is trying to lick me from the side. I assume that is to get a better camera angle. Even from the odd angle, his attention is starting to have the expected effect. I can feel the orgasm about to arrive, He suddenly plunges three fingers into my cunt and I am lost. I moan loudly and squeeze my legs shut. He continues to lick aggressively as the orgasm runs on.

My body has not even recovered when he grabs my legs and pulls me towards the edge of the bed, My legs are now against his chest, my feet on his shoulders, as he plunges his cock into me. This was quick enough that it just reinvigorates my orgasm, bridging it directly to a new one. I am groaning in ecstasy. As that new orgasm finally fades, he is still thrusting into me. A few minutes later he reaches down into my pussy with his left hand to rub my clit. I can see the gopro getting a closeup view of this action.

I can also see Audrey watching me with rapt attention. The thought of me being on display combines with his left hand to start me towards my third orgasm. This is the quietest and mildest of the three, but still notable. Just as I am climaxing, he starts pumping harder and he is soon filling me with his cum.

He pulls out of me, standing for a minute before he calls "Cut!"

"Wow, that was hot, guys!" Audrey squeals.

I know that look in her eyes. She is horny as hell right now. I have to admit, so am I. And I already had three orgasms.

"I need a transition scene now between that and the bathtub. I want you sitting up on the side of the bed, like you had just sat up from us fucking. But I am going to move you further up the bed so I can get better camera angles on you. I want you to pull the babydoll over your head, leaning backwards if you can do that comfortably. Then reach up towards my pillow where your kimono is. You are going to pull that on as you stand up. Pull it closed normally as you walk into the bathroom. Got that?"

I nod and he adjusts cameras and shifts me further up the bed.

"Action."

I stretch as seductively as I can, my arms reaching back, pulling my breasts up and out. As I reach down and start pulling the flimsy garment off me, I feel two pairs of eye watching me, waiting for my tits to be fully exposed. I manage to lean back as I pull the lingerie over my head. I am looking up at the ceiling as my eyes come clear of the bunched up lace, seeing the camera staring back at me.

I grab my kimono and slide it onto my shoulders as I stand up. I have intentionally left it initially gathered at the top. Alan has the gopro just below the edge of the bed, aimed up at my ass as I stand. I didn't want the kimono blocking his shot. The kimono slowly falls over my backside. I bet that shot makes the movie. I pull the kimono closed just before I leave the view of the DSLR I am walking past. He yells cut as I walk into the bathroom.

"Why don't you actually soak in the tub for a few minutes. I want to shoot two short clips in there, so I will move one light unit to give me some light. And I need at least a few more minutes before I am ready to perform again. Audrey, you can keep her company in the bathroom if you want."

I turn on the tub. A nice soak will feel good. Audrey pulls up the makeup chair over next to the tub, like she did last month when she first inserted the butt plug in me.

"Lisa, where is your bustier?" Alan asks from the next room.

"On the counter in the laundry."

He sets that on the counter in the bathroom. I can hear him doing some work in the bedroom. He then lugs in one of the big lighting units into the bathroom and spends a few minutes setting it back up and aiming it to give good lighting to the side of the tub. He then brings in the tripod with his DSLR and sets it at the end of tub, looking back at me.

"I'm going to take a break for a minute now," he says breathing heavily.

"Would anyone object if I gave myself some relief?" Audrey asks.

I nod my head encouragingly.

Alan says, "It might help me get ready for my next scene."

We both watch with rapt attention as she drops her pants to reveal her luscious pussy; she was apparently not wearing any undergarments at all. I had already noticed the lack of bra.

She sighs contentedly as she puts her hand onto her exposed labia, which are already notably shiny. She is soon working her clit. With her other hand, she pushes up her loose top to expose a breast and begins to pinch her nipple. I can see she is getting close and, with a soft groan, it comes. Not an earth-moving experience, but I can see the contented look on her face. She needed that.

"Thank you for that Audrey," Alan says, "Would you like a bit part, inserting the butt plug? Only your hand would show."


"Butt plug? Is there going to be some more interesting action in the second half?"

Alan just blushes and says, "Lisa, why don't you climb out and dry yourself off. Then grab the bustier in a hand. I want to film you walking towards this end of the tub and then you bend over the tub while Audrey pushes in the plug. Then you will stand back up, and put the bustier on, still facing the tub. Got it, everyone?"

We both nod. I finish drying myself off, and he yells "Action!"

I reach back to grab the bustier in my right hand and then walk towards my designated spot, where I turn and lean over. I feel Audrey's hand rub my ass and even reach into my pussy for a moment before my cheeks spread. That was not in Alan's script. Then I feel the intruder pushing to enter my back hole. Resistance is futile and it pops in. I sigh. It feels good in there.

I stand upright and pull the bustier against my abdomen, lower than it belongs. I slide it up my abdomen, pushing my girls up higher. When it is positioned correctly, I fasten it as quickly as I can without looking rushed.

"Cut!"

"Audrey, if you get him to help you next week, there better not be any off script action with him like what you just did to me!" I say sternly.

"That will look great in our video, but, she's right, absolutely no contact with me next week!" Alan says, backing me up.

Alan lugs the lighting equipment back into the bedroom and spends a few minutes setting it up. He brings the tripod back, but now it is right next to the bed, aimed at the bathroom door.

"Ok, all set for this short shot. I want to watch you walk out of the bathroom in the bustier. Then I will reset again for you climbing onto the bed."

He pushes a button on the DSLR and calls, "Action!"

I walk out of the door. It is much harder to feel sexy when everything is chopped up like this. But Audrey sitting back in her chair in the bedroom, lustfully ogling me in my very revealing lingerie helps me get in the mood.

Only a few seconds after the shot starts, Alan cries "Cut!"

He now moves the tripod back to its more normal position near the bathroom door, facing the bed.

"I want to film you walking over to the bed and climbing on. I want you to end up on all fours, smack in the middle of the bed, facing the back window, ass towards this camera. There will be one more quick adjustment, then we just fuck for the rest of the movie. Questions?"

I nod that I am okay and, after making sure I am standing in the spot he wants, calls "Action!".

I walk to the side of the bed and crawl onto it and halfway across it. When I get to the center. I reach a hand back and spread my lips. I lower my chest to the bed and bring my second hand back as well and start masturbating. I bring myself all the way to completion, get my hands back under me, turn my head and say, "I need to be fucked now."

"Cut!," Alan cries, "Wow, that was an awesome ad lib!"

"But I do need to get fucked now. Shut up and get over here!"

He moves the tripod quickly to aim at my ass from about a 45 degree angle. Then he is on the bed behind me. I hear the cameras beep as they start recording, and he calls, "Action!".

I feel the tip of his cock pushing at my entrance. After my warmup masturbation, my pussy is dripping wet again and offers no resistance. I drop my head and glance straight down under me, glimpsing the gopro sitting on the bed aimed up at my pussy.

He is driving in and out of me now. I really do like the feeling of being fucked while I have the butt plug in. I am starting to push back at him as he drives into me. I reach my right hand under me and quickly find my clit. I am soon having my fifth orgasm of the filming; This is a good one. As expected and planned, he keeps thrusting in and out of me without releasing his own orgasm, The earlier one helps his control.

Soon, he has pulled out. I can feel the tug on the butt plug and I am suddenly empty. "FUCK MY ASS!!" I scream, in great despair.

Slowly he pushes into me. I am being filled again. I am moaning non-stop now. He is starting to pump in and out of me aggressively. I can feel a big one coming. And it arrives as I yell, "GOD YES, FUCK ME. FUCK MY ASS!"

I am ramming my hips back into him, my screams losing any meaningful words. I am calming down and he is still pushing in and out of me. He hasn't finished yet. Slowly, I can feel another one coming for me. This time it needs the assistance of a hand on my clit. My hand.

I am not screaming this time, but I do moan as another powerful quake seisms through my body. He is now groaning as he fills my dark hole with his cum. After a short moment, he pulls out of me. Usually I feel empty after he is no longer in my ass, but now I just feel exhausted, completely used up. He stays kneeling behind me for a moment. I suspect he is filming the white leaking out of my anus. He then crawls forward and gives me a kiss, before calling "Cut!"

I collapse onto him and just lie there. He wraps his arms around me as we hold each other.

"That was awesome guys. I think I need to go home and fuck Tim til he can't walk. I am REALLY looking forward to tomorrow night now."

And she is gone.

We stay on the bed cuddled together for the better part of a half hour before we get up and take a shower together. Neither of us are ready for any more sex, but there is a great deal of hugging and kissing and caressing.

When we come out, Alan just throws on his boxers and says, "I should break this stuff down now. I don't want to leave it up in case you give Maria a tour in the morning."

Maria. I had completely forgotten about her coming in the morning. "I think I will open up and get some fresh air in here as well," I say, remembering Audrey's comment about the room smelling like sex the day after we filmed our first movie.

He has just turned off the studio lights when I get back to the drapes pulled shut in front of the door to our mini-balcony. I yank the drapes open and swing the glass door wide. Then I see the young couple walking hand in hand down the path. They giggle and she waves at me. I am sure they can see me clearly, totally nude. I wave back and step back into the room, out of their view.

"Making new friends are we?" Alan asks.

"That was totally accidental!" I decry, defensively.

I should feel embarrassed, but I am actually a bit excited.

I clamber up on the bed to open the window behind it. Alan, who is disconnecting the arm over the bed. reaches down and caresses my bare butt and then reaches down further towards my pussy.

"I don't think I have enough energy for another round. And I'm sure you don't."

I turn around and kiss the tip of his wilted penis.

"Are we eating out?" I ask, "I don't think you had time to cook anything.

"I was thinking maybe get something delivered?"

"Burgers?"

"I'm putting in the order now."

"Good, now I don't have to get dressed," I say, going in the bathroom to grab my discarded kimono.

I go sit at the kitchen table, pouring myself a glass of wine, while I wait for Alan to come join me. Alan has pulled on a pair of shorts and a tee by the time he is finished putting away the studio equipment. He takes the DSLR and the two phones into the study, presumably to start downloading footage.

The delivery comes while he is still downloading, so he yells, "Can you get that?"

"I guess so."

I pull my kimono as tight as I can, which still leaves significant cleavage and no doubt as to the lack of anything underneath. Of course it is a young male, around 18 and I would bet still a virgin. I momentarily think of doing an Audrey and trying the old trope of the robe falling open for the pizza boy, but I am still used up after that session. I thank him and bow slightly, give a good look down my cleavage before closing the door.

I set the food down on the kitchen table. "Dinner is here. What do you want to drink? I opened a bottle of the Merlot if you want that."

"Merlot sounds good. I'll be in a minute."

He comes back and hands me my phone. We eat our meal together quietly and comfortably. When I have finished my food and well into my second glass of wine, I say, "I'm pretty sure that is the most I have cum in any short period. Or in many entire weeks. Seven times right? And that first one with you in my ass was a big one."

"It will be eight in the movie, once I put the bathtub scene in the middle. You have twenty four hours to recover or Tim may pulverize me if you have no energy for him tomorrow."

"Oh, I think I will manage to squeeze him in. And it will be a squeeze, won't it. With how horny she was when she left here, my bigger concern is that Audrey will be the death of him tonight before I ever get a chance."

We go onto the couch and snuggle while we watch a nice feel good movie. We then snuggle in bed before we fall asleep with me curled around his back.

He wakes me up at 9:45 in the morning saying I should get up and get ready for Maria. I throw on my kimono and rush out for my coffee. I only have time for a light snack before I head back for my shower. I am soaking in there, trying to finish waking up, when Audrey walks in.

"Don't I get any privacy?"

"Not from me. Alan told me you were in here. The part he was editing looked sexy as hell, by the way. And he says to text him when Maria gets here. I came over before I used Tim up any more. You would have complained if I lent you an invalid tonight."

"I did express concern to Alan that he would not live through the night with how horny you looked when you left. Alan was worried he would be upset if last night's filming used me all up."

"You were quite a fireball last night."

"Seven times! In about an hour. I can't believe I did that. Okay, I am all dry, are you going to let me get dressed or am I still your objet d'art?"

"Oh you are definitely my object. I do share you with Alan, sometimes. And tonight I am feeling especially sharing."

"With no thought at all as to what you are getting in return."

"Do non-stop fantasies count as thoughts?"

"Ok, I'm ready to go out and wait. But you have to promise to behave around Maria. At least until we know her much better."

"But how am I supposed to get to really know her if I have to behave."

I faux slap her on the shoulder, saying, "You ARE incorrigible!"

About ten minutes later, a knock comes at the door and I open to see Maria. She is abut an inch shorter than me, but otherwise a very similar build. I bet she could wear one of my dresses reasonably well. My skin is no where near as pale as Audrey's but seems downright pasty compared to Maria's beautiful olive skin. And jet black hair that is braided into a long ponytail.

"Please come in, Maria. I think you have met Audrey before as well."

"Thank you so much for this, both of you," she says.

"I think Michelle, Audrey. Javi and I will be working closely together from now on, so it's a good idea for us to get to know each other's families. Hopefully, you will get to meet Tim sometime soon."

"I understand congratulations are in order for you, Audrey. Is that the ring? Engagements are so exciting."

Audrey holds her hand out for Maria to see, then says, "Javi says congratulations are in store for you, too. That's obviously down the road still for Tim and me, but maybe some day."

Alan wanders out of the study, saying, "This must be Maria. I think we might have met once, but I am not good at remembering people."

"You must be Alan, Javi tells me you are about to be rich AND famous."

"I'm afraid the rich part is probably going to be true. I don't think neither Lisa nor I quite know how to handle that yet. And I suspect any fame will be fleeting, mostly a product of my company's PR efforts."

"Do you want to sit and relax first or do you want to go right away for your dress?" I ask.

"Let's go shopping first. If that goes quickly, maybe I can enjoy some of your hospitality then," Maria says.

"Ok, I guess let's all go in my car," I say.

Maria insists on riding in the back and I drive to the same shop Audrey and I bought our dresses. The clerk remembers us and asks how the dinner went.

"The dinner was wonderful and the dresses were perfect. I have a picture us on our way out," I say.

I find the picture on my phone and show it to the clerk. She notices the necklace and zooms the picture to show it.

"Is that necklace real?"

I nod.

"It must be worth a fortune! Wow! And it looks so beautiful with that dress."

"It was supposed to be a special birthday present from my husband, but he gave it to me early just for that dinner."

"May I see the picture?" Maria asks.

I hand her the phone.

"Oh I don't think I could wear that out of the house around Javi."

"Is he very protective of you?"

"No, he would have dragged me back into the bedroom and ravaged me."

Audrey and I laugh.

"I had to come over to Lisa's condo early just to get protection from Tim mauling me after I put mine on," Audrey says.

"Our president is now taking Maria and her husband out for a dinner at the same restaurant and she needs a dress for the dinner," Audrey says.

"What are you thinking, Maria, what style of dress would you like?"

"I think something beautiful like Lisa's. I wouldn't look good in anything like Audrey's dress. But not quite so much boob sticking out."

"I think I can find something for you. Wait right here."

A few minutes later, the clerk returns with two dresses, one scarlet and one emerald green. Both very classy gowns with a more modest neckline.

"Oh, they are both so beautiful!"

"Do you want to try them each on?" the clerk asks.

"Can I? I am almost afraid to touch them."

"Why don't you two wait out here while I help her get these on and then she can come back out to get your opinions," she says.

Audrey and I nod and she leads Maria back to the dressing room. In a few minutes, Marie reappears wearing the green dress, a classic simple formal gown. It looks nice on her and the color compliments her skin fabulously, but something is not quite right about it.

She disappears and the reappears shortly wearing the scarlet gown, which is a little fancier. It seems to be more flattering to her build, but I don't like it as much.

"I love each of them, do you two have any suggestions to help me choose?" she asks.

"I like the green one more, but the red one compliments your body better," Audrey says.

"I thought the same thing," I add.

"If I may make a suggestion, I think the green one would fit her better if she had a different style bra. I think I have one in her size..."

"Let's try that, if Maria is not too tired of trying things on," I say.

"Are you sure it's okay?" Maria asks.

"Absolutely, we want you to look perfect for your dinner with Marty."

"Come back with me again dear, and get out of that dress and your bra while I go find the right one for you," the clerk says, taking Maria's hand.

A few minutes later, Maria returns, back in the green dress. The clerk, of course, was absolutely right. She now looks stunning in the dress.

"Is this another rush order?" the clerk asks.

"Our dinner is next Saturday."

"I would like to have a couple of adjustments made to have it fit you perfectly. Can you pick it up Wednesday?" the clerk asks Maria.

"I don't think I can get by here during the week."

Audrey pipes up, "I can get it on Wednesday and give it to Javi at work on Thursday so you will have it in plenty of time, fitting perfectly."

"Thank you so much!"

I walk over to the clerk and we head to the cash register to settle up. Maria asks Audrey to take a picture of her in the dress on her phone, so she can show Javi when she gets home.

"And so I can show my babies when they grow up how beautiful their Momma was before she had all of them," she says, laughing.

Maria is practically giddy as we climb back in the car. "That is the most beautiful thing I have ever had. I can never thank you two enough!"

Audrey says, "In less than seven months, I predict you will have something even more beautiful!"

"Do we want to grab a quick lunch somewhere out, or should we go back and see what Alan can cook for us?" Audrey asks.

"Alan cooks for you? He should be famous just for that. I don't think Javi knows how to turn on the oven."

"If we don't eat out, it's because he cooks. I am a disaster in the kitchen," I say.

Audrey adds, "Lisa flatters herself. Her best approach in the kitchen is to sit in the corner and whine until someone feeds her. If not Alan, then me. But Alan meals are something not to be missed. He will claim he is just scrounging something and soon there is a feast fit for a king on the table in front of you. Most of the best meals I have had over the last few months have been at his hands."

"I feel bad saying this after Audrey hyped up his cooking, but I think we should probably grab something out. He took off work this morning to work on a personal project and recharge a bit. I want to give him time for that before work drags him in again."

"Does he work a lot?"

"Yeah, recently 60 or 70 hours a week. He got a big promotion last month and they are under a lot of pressure to produce things before the company goes public in next year. I am trying to get him to cut back some because it is taking a toll on him."

"I don't want to be a burden on him."

"And I am hoping he gets a chance to finish his project," Audrey says.

"I liked that place when we ate here last month," I say, pointing in to the cafe where we ate previously. Actually while he was editing our last movie, ironically.

"Just no pool playing, Audrey," I say sternly. Audrey and I had run into a difficult situation at a neighborhood bar when she tried to teach me some pool that same day.

"Javi said something that you might be a pool champion or something?" Maria says, questioningly.

"I was pretty good back in college, but I don't play as much now. And I can get intense and make bad decisions when I am playing sometimes, so I have to be careful. Michelle wants me to pick it back up, in hopes that I will win some tournaments and she can use that for PR for the company. I have started teaching Lisa some basics on some Saturday mornings at Alan's work."

"I used to play a lot. My uncle owned a bar and my older brothers all played a lot, so I had to try to keep up. Maybe we can play sometime."

"Do you have a lot of siblings?" I ask.

"I am the youngest of six, all boys other than me."

"I'm the youngest of seven, but I had three sisters and three brothers," Audrey says.

"And I always thought I had a big family with three siblings. Alan is an only child."

We take a break from our conversation for a minute to order our food, then we sit at a table and pick up where we left off.

"Javi is from New Mexico, right? Did you know him back there
?"

"Yes, we grew up in the same neighborhood in Las Cruces. We started dating in eighth grade. I worked as a receptionist while he went to UTEP. He had already started working on political campaigns in high school. His sophomore year in college, he got hired to work in the local Congressman's district office, but he got disillusioned with the politics that seem to be required. He quit that and started a local voter registration drive, focused on latinos. He also did a lot of support and consulting for local politicians.

"When we moved in together after he graduated, we had to live almost completely on my salary, because he rarely got paid. But he was so proud of the work he was doing. My papa was really upset when we did that, because we weren't married and Javi wasn't supporting me. Javi never was big on respecting our customs. He wanted to do things the way he thought they should be done. He can be pretty bull headed.

"Apparently one of the politicians he helped knew Marty and he introduced them. Marty sold him on the idea that he could help citizens all over the country have a better say in how cities and towns run and Javi really liked the idea. We got married the week after he accepted the job here. My mama was upset that we were moving so far away. I was so happy to be able to brag to them about the promotion. I am looking forward to telling them that he is going to be made a partner."

"Did Javi tell you that Michelle is trying to get a big article about him in one of the Spanish language magazines? Hopefully you will be able to show that to your parents," Audrey says.

"Really? He didn't tell me about that. My mother will show that to everyone in the neighborhood. Even strangers walking down the street."

"Well, it's not definite yet, but Michelle's plan is to get PR about each of the four of us coming out right when we get promoted."

"Is that why she wants you back playing pool?"

Audrey nods.

"And what's the plan for you, Lisa?"

"She is thinking about doing something riding on the coattails of Alan's rise to fame."

"And Lisa is becoming an accomplished artist," Audrey says, "It seems like a drawing she did of Alan will be the cover picture on Wired next month. And she might be getting some of her work shown in a museum downtown next year."

"Wow!"

"My drawing might or might not be used for Wired. And I might get into a pool for a juried exhibition. But the odds of me getting selected are probably pretty slim," I say, trying to downplay it a bit.

"Is it drawings for the museum too?" Maria asks, "What do you draw?"

"It's, um, an exhibition of erotic art. The picture that might be possibly included is a drawing I made of a model I did a few weeks ago."

"Erotic art. Like dirty pictures? I will definitely have to take Javi. He would love that. Can you show me any of your pictures when we go back to your condo?"

"Some of the pictures are rather explicit. Are you okay with that?"

"I would love that. Javi's mother is an artist. I think that's where his rebellious streak comes from. She paints nudes. Sometimes couples. Sometimes couples in action."

"Are you okay with this?" I say, looking at Audrey.

"This needs to stay confidential, but yeah," she says.

"I am guessing some of the pictures are of you, Audrey?" she asks.

"Yeah, and I guess you can tell Javi about it, but no one else should know. Can I trust you two?"

"Absolutely, I understand."

We head back to our condo and she comes in.

"This really is a beautiful place. Did I understand you own this?"

"Well the bank owns most of it, but yeah. Would you like a tour?"

"I would love to, but then you have to show me your dirty pictures."

"Audrey, would you go tell Alan we're back. He may have his headphones on. Warn him we will probably stick our heads in."

I show her the guest suite.

"Is that a bathroom just for the guests?"

"Yeah, it is really nice. Audrey and Tim sometimes end up staying over night after dinner, so it's real convenient."

I lead her back to our bedroom.

"Can I check out the bathroom? It looks huge from here."

I nod and follow her.

"This is gorgeous, and it is so big. I bet you and Alan have fun in that shower."

I lead her back to the other half of the condo, with the kitchen, living room, dining room and then we stick our heads briefly in the study.

"How is your project coming?" she asks Alan.

"I'm mostly done now," he says, looking at me quizzically.

Audrey comes back to the kitchen with us.

"Can I start coffee or tea or maybe a glass of wine for you?" I ask.

"No wine for the baby I am afraid or I would have taken you up on that. I think just a glass of water, please."

I pour her a glass and then go grab my sketchbook, handing it to her.

She starts at the beginning, with the boring pictures of still lifes.

"Those were the early pictures in my class. I have just started back up drawing again."

She stops when she gets to the picture of Mary from behind.

"Is this the picture for the exhibition? It looks really good to me. I hope they choose it."

She sees the first drawing of Audrey.

"This is pretty of you."

The next page is the picture of Audrey's breast.

"Yours I assume. I like this one."

She turns the page to the picture Audrey lying on the couch nude.

"I really like this one."

"I do, too," Audrey says, "Tim and I are going to frame it and hang it in our bedroom."

"That should help keep things lively," she says.

She turns the page, and sees the drawing of Audrey's pussy, and then says, "I see what you mean about explicit."

"Tim came home and I didn't get a chance to finish it unfortunately," I say.

She skips pretty quickly over the one with Audrey lying there, her pussy exposed.

"That one didn't really work for some reason," I say.

"I like this one much more," Maria says, looking at the drawing of Audrey from behind on all fours, her hand in her crotch, her pussy looking like it is about to erupt in an orgasm.

"I almost got that one right," I say.

She now turns to the picture of my pussy.

"Is that you? How do you draw that?"

"Using a mirror. It turns out to be harder than I had hoped."

She now sees the picture of Audrey's pussy with a dildo in it. She looks at it for a minute and then turns to the next sketch of Tim's shirtless chest.

"I am guessing this is Tim. He has some real muscles on him. He must be fun."

"You can't see the fun part in that picture," Audrey says.

"Is he big?"

We both emphatically nod yes.

"And he knows hot to use it, I take it?"

"And his tongue, too," Audrey says, almost bragging.

The last picture is the one I tried to draw working from the scene of me orgasming from our first movie.

"This one certainly isn't from a mirror," Maria says.

"I just drew it Thursday night, when Alan was in Minnesota. It's, um, from a picture of me Alan took."

Audrey laughs, knowing what 'picture' this is.

"How many movies have you two made?" Maria asks.

"How did you know about us making movies?" I ask, a little shocked.

"Well, I guessed this one was from a movie just from the sense of it. And Alan has some serious video editing tools in the study. I assume he is editing another movie this morning for the 'project' you were being so evasive about. And Audrey is so excited about."

Audrey laughs, "You and Marty are going to get along so well."

I laugh too and explain, "He is very good at extracting secrets you are trying to hide. And yes, Alan is editing, just our second movie. He puts an enormous effort into them."

"Alan does a really professional job. And this one is going to be so good. They let me watch them film most of it yesterday evening."

"Would you let me watch either movie?" she asks, "Actually Javi and me, I guess."

"I would have to think about that, and I would have to ask Alan -- our agreement is we both have to give permission to let anyone else see it. Only five people have ever seen our first one, including us."

"I understand, these things are very personal. I have another request, would you be willing to draw me?"

"You want to model for me? In the nude? I love having more models, but are you sure?"

"Yes, although not as explicit as a few of the ones you drew of Audrey. Maybe like the first lying nude. I am not sure I want it hanging on the wall as the kids grow up. But I bet Javi is going to try to be open about our sexuality with our children."

She then says she should be going and gives Audrey and me hugs and thanks us for the day.

After she leaves, Audrey and I start laughing. "I said not to assume too much."

Audrey says she is going to go keep Tim company so he isn't just sitting there fantasizing about fucking me.

I go to the study to see how Alan is doing.

"Just finished," he says, "This one is probably even better than the last one, at least after your opening scene. That is still an all-time great strip."

"I didn't like how many scene changes we needed to do. It helped having an audience, but that's why I added my masturbation because I needed something after like five scene changes since any real sex."

"I can tend to get carried away when I plan these things out, but I hear you. And I do think you will like the result of it. How was your morning with Maria? She stayed longer than I was guessing she would."

"Interesting. Let's go sit and have some coffee and chat. I need to hear all about your trip, too. I was in too much of a post orgasmic delirium last night afterwards to want a coherent conversation."

I tell Alan about her dress and wanting to see my drawings and wanting to pose for me. And guessing that he was editing a porno we had made.

"After she left, Audrey and I were laughing about our concerns that we would scare her off, even on our best behavior."

"Did you think that Javi may be putting on as much of a public face at work as Audrey is, but because he is afraid of not being accepted for being hispanic? Just like Audrey worries about not being accepted for who she is because of her tits."

"That's a good observation. I will pass that on to Audrey. Maybe we can be a place he can relax a bit. But what about your trip?"

He goes on excitedly about it. And on. I admit, I somewhat tune him out when he is like this, but he feels better for talking to me. I just ask an occasional question. I guess I do absorb the general gist. About twenty minutes later, he is finally winding down and I say, "It sounds like you had a great trip."

"Yeah, I really needed a couple of days away from politics that seemed to be dominating the atmosphere for a while. Nothing new seemed to arise while I was gone, so maybe that conversation that I stayed late for Wednesday was really worth it."

"Do you think you could take Monday evening off then? Audrey needs an evening to herself."

"I was thinking about that. Would you be open to meeting with the financial person Sheila suggested right after work on Monday? We really should start pulling all this together. Then we can have a relaxing evening at home. Oh and I did drop Graham a note saying I was thinking about trying to bring in an assistant to offload me some. He was fine with the idea, but wanted me to think more about what I would be willing to delegate to them. I thought about that on the flight back, when I wasn't thinking about our movie."

"Not thinking at all about tonight then?" I ask, teasing him.

"I was trying, and mostly succeeding, to focus on us."

I run over and give him a big kiss and a hug. "No matter how tonight goes, remember that I love you. And only you."

I stay, sitting in his lap, for at least a half hour, sometimes just hugging, sometimes kissing. Alan's hands are starting to fondle my breasts, still fully clothed. And then his hand slides between my legs and starts caressing my mound through my slacks.

And then Audrey barges in, without knocking, Tim just behind her.

"Dang, looks like we should have waited a few more minutes til they could get some clothes off," Audrey complains.

"Hello Audrey," I say, sounding a little disappointed, as I stand up from Alan's lap.

"Alan, what's for dinner tonight? And more importantly, did you finish editing the movie?" Audrey asks.

"Yes, we can watch the movie after dinner. Dinner is just a quick one: grilled chicken with red bell peppers and snow pea pods in a white wine sauce, rice and grilled asparagus. And bruschetta. I had thought about making chocolate mousse for dessert, but that didn't happen, so maybe just sundaes or something. Oh and a garden salad to start with. I should start on it now. It will take about 45 minutes."

"I need to talk to Lisa for a minute then I can come help with the prep work if you want."

"That would be nice, thanks."

Audrey pulls me into the study to explain her ideas about how we should structure the evening around the main act of the partner swap performances.

I come back and sit at my usual seat at the kitchen table, while Audrey works on preparing the salad for dinner. I mentally scold myself; I should be able to do that level of dinner prep for Alan.

Alan is at another counter, getting the bruschetta ready to go in the oven. It looks like he has already mixed up his maple balsamic dressing. Soon the chicken is sizzling in a pan and I decide it's time to get out of the bustle. I go into the dining room and set the table. Tim asks Alan which wine to open for dinner.

"A bottle of the Pinot Grigio," is the response and Tim sets to opening that.

Audrey brings the salad and the dressing out to the table and the three of us take our usual seats at the dining room table while Alan finishes cooking our nightly feast. I soon get up and help him carry in serving dishes of food. Alan carries in the platter of chicken as the final trip.

We are soon eating and drinking. And talking about pretty much anything except that we are each about to fuck our best friend's partner for the first time.

After the meal is done, Audrey suggests that we should wait for dessert until later tonight. Everyone agrees and Audrey helps me clean up in the kitchen while Tim brings the dishes in from the dining room. Alan gets his chance to relax now.

After the kitchen is clean, we all retreat to the living room, where Alan and I take the couch and Audrey and Tim sit in the chairs, which Tim has moved together again. Audrey hands Alan something just before she sits down.

Tim speaks up, "Tonight was my idea, so I feel a little responsible for it. Does anyone have any second thoughts. We shouldn't do this unless everyone is comfortable with it."

I look at Alan and mouth "I love you" to him before saying, "Let's do this!"

Alan says, "But first, just in case any of us aren't sexed up enough right now, I have a movie to show you."

Alan pushes play, and an image of me, standing in a pink babydoll appears on the screen. My image is brushing her hair, but I am focused on how tantalizing the glimpses of my body are through the lace. The shot shifts to a closeup of my face in profile, then it slowly pans down my body, showing my breast protruding from my torso, clearly visible through the flimsy garment. The pan continues down past my belly, past my landing strip, just barely discernible from the side. All the way down my legs to my feet.

The movie shows me cum eight times, including the most powerful orgasm I have ever watched on a movie before, when he was first fucking my ass. The movie ends with cum dripping out of that ass, the second hole of mine we saw with white goo sliding out of it. The transitions around the bath were beautiful; if I hadn't known, I would have been certain it was filmed in a single take.

"God that was even hotter than your first one," Tim exclaims. "I don't know whether I am more excited to fuck Lisa now or watch Alan make Audrey scream. Did Lisa really scream like that?"

Audrey shakes her head yes.

Alan says, "I actually had to work to turn down the volume of her scream. Let's just say this whole end of the complex knew exactly what we were doing, including what hole."

I actually can feel myself blushing with that one.

Audrey saves me by starting to stand, which is my cue to get up too. We meet in the middle of the room and kiss. We start taking off each other's clothes, taking time to cherish each new body part exposed.

Once we are both fully nude, we go back to kissing while we each have a hand in the other's pussy. We stay like this until I step away. The goal was for neither of us to cum now and I wasn't going to last much longer.

We start to each walk towards our own man, but just before we reach our apparent goals, we turn sharply towards the other man, high fiving each other as we pass. I sit, start naked, in the chair next to Tim. I think Audrey is going to start taking off Alan's clothes, but she stops, turns, and sticks her ass towards him, spreading her cheeks. He pulls a butt plug out from under him and slowly pushes it into her.

As Alan is standing up and walking towards the center of the room, she sidles over in front of Tim and me, bending over all the way, showing off both her pussy and her newly added adornment. She joins him in the middle, kisses him, then slowly removes his clothes. As Audrey and I did to each other, she kisses and caresses each body part exposed.

Once he is fully naked, she sits on the edge of the couch, her legs spread. He kneels between her legs and begins to lick her pussy. After our earlier activity and everyone's general state of excitement, she does not last long. Tim watches intently as she climaxes. As Tim did with me on Wednesday, Alan does not ease off after the first orgasm, and works her into a second a few minutes later. I think he was going to go for three, but she pulls his head out from between her legs. He stands as she pulls his face to hers and they kiss before she pushes him down on the couch and starts returning the favor.

She does not want to waste his capacity here, stopping before he is too close. She gets on all fours on the floor in front of our chairs, while Alan kneels behind her. He is soon plunging his cock deep inside her. Watching her face, I know how good it feels to be fucked with a butt plug in; Alan did this same thing to me just over twenty four hours ago.

I turn to watch Alan's face, a study in both elation and sheer concentration to not cum prematurely. He was so very ready to fuck her earlier today; his desire further enflamed by the activities of the last half hour, from watching our movie to getting a blow job moments ago.

My emotions are swirling. I am watching my husband, who has sworn fidelity to me, fucking my best friend. I am watching the two people I have been having frequent intimate relations with having sex with each other for the first time. I am sure I have jealousy deep down in there, but I am more excited for both of them. They have wanted this so much for the last six or seven weeks. I am happy for them. And I am horny as hell.

Audrey reaches down into her pussy, triggering her third orgasm of the performance. She is still panting when she says excitedly, "Do it now Alan, fuck my ass!"

He pulls out of her pussy, and pulls the butt plug out, before quickly trying to push his cock in its place.

"Keep pushing hard. I can feel it coming, Yes! Oooooh!" Her words just turn into a moan exuding a mix of need and relief.

"Slowly now, fuck me, that's it." Again she loses the ability to use words.

After maybe three minutes of an increasing pace of in and out, Audrey's moan morphs into a shriek; announcing a powerful orgasm. Sometimes a few words, such as "Yes! Yes! Yes!" or "Don't stop!" interrupt her non-verbal noises. Alan is now driving in and out as hard as he can.

Soon he is climaxing too, groaning loudly. Audrey finally calms down after at least forty seconds of uncontrolled ecstasy. Alan's shriveled penis pops out of her back hole and he stands up.

I run over to him to give him a big hug and a kiss. After our affectionate hug, Alan says, "Thank you for letting me do that. I love you."

"I love you."

I hear Audrey's voice behind me saying, "Now you go fuck her silly."

Alan sits down on the couch as Tim comes over and stands next to me. We kiss briefly then I kneel down and unfasten his pants, letting them fall to the floor. His enormous cock is fully erect and I take it as far as I can in my mouth. I wrap a hand as far around his shaft as it will go and stroke it. Like Audrey before me, I want to save his one bullet for inside me, and stop well before his point of no return.

I lie on the floor while he takes off his shirt and then lays between my legs. His tongue gets me off easily before he moves out from between my legs. No effort to stretch this into a double tonight. He rolls onto his back as I climb over him, straddling his shins. I lean down and lick his shaft to get it nice and wet. He has drops of pre-cum oozing out the tip and I rub that around his cock too.

I then put a hand on the outside of each of my boobs, squeezing them around his giant cock. I side my breasts up and down and he starts thrusting his hips, tit fucking me. He is starting to get too excited so I stop. I climb up him, not stopping with my pussy above his cock, but go further up, sitting on his face. I let him lick my pussy again for a minute, to make sure I am as ready as possible and to give him a chance to calm down before penetrating me.

I slide back down his chest until my pussy is just above the tip of Big Ben. I reach down and grab his shaft, guiding it towards my slowly descending entrance. I feel his enormous cock starting to spread my lips, stretching the opening to my cunt. His entire tip is in. My loins are screaming in excitement. And in fear that I will be ripped apart by this intruder. I slowly lower myself further onto his pole. I have never felt anything like this. I have to pause after each incremental gain he makes into me lest the pleasure I am feeling becomes pain.

When he is almost fully in, I stop and adjust to the feeling. Audrey is right not to let him fuck her while she is wearing the butt plug. I start to ease him out and then slide him back in. My cunt it getting used to his size. And it is an intense sensation. As I am slowly rocking on and off him, I realize that the giant cock I have watched slide into Audrey is in my pussy. Stretching me to the limit. An orgasm arrives unannounced and somewhat unexpected. It is very rare for me to climax vaginally without direct clitoral stimulation. And this is a good one.

As I calm down, I start rocking back and forth harder. Tim now has his hands on my tits and is starting to thrust up into me. I know he is not going to last and it will take extra stimulation for me to cum again. I reach my hand down and start providing the needed kick.

I am too late to match Tim's timing. He is now pumping what feels like a gallon of cum into my cunt. His groan and the look of ecstasy on his face is enough to push me over the top. I collapse on top of him as we both are drained.

Alan comes over to me as I am sitting up, bending down to kiss me while Tim's cock is still filling my cunt. I feel so much love towards Alan right now. I echo his earlier sentiments back to him, "Thank you so much, I love you more than I can describe."

As I climb off Tim's dwindling cock, I feel a strange emptiness. I get up, away from my recent intruder, and stand, Alan and I hugging each other tightly. As we hold each other silently, I can hear Audrey and Tim kissing passionately behind me.

"Does any one want an ice cream sundae now? Our usual naked tea.?" Alan asks, ending the moment.

"I would love both. I need to do something while I wait for Tim to reload, anyway. Fair warning, I am going to get fucked by him tonight, probably in the kitchen. Anyone is welcome to watch, but I expect to be loud."

I am trying not to be too clingy to Alan as he is preparing our end of evening snack. But I also don't want to let him go.

I finally do let him go and we settle in to eat our desert and drink our tea, in our usual end of evening attire.

"Well, Tim, if either of us was worried about losing our partners over this, I think that is resolved," Alan states.

"Watching you and Audrey was not what I expected at all," I say, "I didn't feel any of the jealousy I was afraid of. It was weird, because you are the only two people I have had intimate relations with, at least until a few minutes later. I care for both of you very deeply and I know what it is like to share pleasure with each of you. I was just happy for the two of you. And it made me horny as hell."

"I can't say I didn't feel some jealousy, some inadequacy as I watched Alan make Audrey scream as he fucked her ass. I want to be able to do that," Tim says.

"Don't even think about it Tim. With your equipment, it ain't ever happening!" Audrey stats firmly.

"I understand that, but it does leave a little bit of a sense of inadequacy. But that was overwhelmed by how happy I was that you could experience it. I don't generally ask things like this, but had you ever had anal before?"

"Only twice, both done poorly. This was a whole different ballgame."

"I know what you mean Tim. I certainly feel inadequate sometimes compared to that monster you have. I was excited as hell watching you nearly split Lisa open, and I felt so much joy at what she was feeling. It overwhelmed any sense of jealousy. Maybe that jealousy would have flared up more if Lisa was clinging to you afterwards. But it is obvious that all four of us love our partners deeply and feel loved.

"My biggest disappointment with watching was that I was only watching," Alan continues. "The first time I watched someone else give Lisa an orgasm, when Mary ate her out in this kitchen last month, I got up and kissed Lisa and fondled her breasts. It wasn't the right thing to do tonight, and Tim, I know you liked having her breasts all to yourself. But I would love to have that option if we ever do this again."

"Speaking of again, what's the plan moving forward?" I ask, "I am not suggesting we do this several times a week, but was this a one shot or not. To be honest, I wouldn't mind feeling that big cock in me from time to time, but I couldn't do it all the time. I'm not sure how you manage Audrey."

"It's a hard job, but someone has to do it," Audrey quips, "Seriously, though, I do have to take breaks from him once or twice a week. My pussy gets too sore. Sometimes though, the big doofus fists me on a recovery day, which means I need another recovery the next day.

"I don't want to do anal all the time and I would rather have Tim's big boy in my cunt. I think he may have stretched me out enough to ruin me for anyone else. I still lust after all three of you. And if it was up to me, I would have sex with each of you everyday. But I understand your positions on this. And I am certainly capable of going back to the way things were before tonight as the default. And some of my burning desire for Alan, was forbidden fruit, I am pretty sure."

"I guess I am not opposed to this happening again as long as it's not very often," Alan says, "And absolutely hands down, no sex outside of a situation like tonight. I don't want to worry about whether Tim is fucking Lisa while I am away on a trip and she shouldn't have to worry if I am fucking Audrey's ass."

"I can go for that, I think. When we decide it's time, we can do this again. But not real soon," Tim says.

"If we play my game again in two weeks, which I think is our next chance to, is fucking off the table?" Audrey asks.

"Let's see what we feel like that night. And if we allow it and anyone feels like it is getting out of hand, we can rule it out again for the rest of the night," Alan suggests.

"I was promised another show if Tim is up to it yet," I say.

Audrey gets out of her chair and kneels next to Tim, taking his semi-erect cock in her mouth as she strokes the bottom half of the shaft with her hand. Big Ben is soon ready for duty. Audrey climbs up into his lap, facing him. She kisses him and then says, "I do love you Tim, but I sure-as-fucking-hell love this cock of yours" as she starts to impale herself on the tower in Tim's lap.

"God that feels so good," she says as his cock fills her cunt.

I love watching her pussy being stretched by his monstrosity, her inner lips clinging tightly each stroke trying in vain to prevent its escape. My own cunt is longing to be stretched again as I am vicariously fucked by Tim's cock. Tim has no part in the games my mind is playing. The only characters are his monstrosity and my wanton vagina, begging to be stretched again.

I realize I am experiencing almost exactly what Alan feared most. Not that I would fall in love with Tim suddenly, but that I would fall utterly in lust with his cock. A pure animal craving to feel it filling me again. I will have to enjoy what I get with Alan and beat down these feelings. I did have seven orgasms yesterday evening, not a single one involving that big dick I am hungrily watching go in and out of my best friend's pussy, my lover's pussy.

I apparently did wear him out. Or my pussy is tighter than hers, not having been stretched out uncountably often over the last two months.

She reaches down to her clit and cums first. Moments later, his groan announces his climax. To be honest, not one of their more passionate sessions, despite her predictions of making noise. That recognition has me a little worried that both of them are internally battling with mixed desires, just as I am. Is Alan too?

As if reading my thoughts, Alan puts a hand on my thigh just at that moment. He leans over and says, "I want to wash before anything else. Come take a shower with me and then I want to fuck until we are too exhausted to move."

We do just that. I cum twice more before he empties into my cunt. Ours felt passionate enough to reassure me. We fall asleep snuggled in bed. Is there a better way to go to sleep?

And is there a better way to be awoken then by the sounds of your best friends fucking in the next room. Sounds like they found some passion again over night. Maybe last night was just a bit anticlimactic after all four of us had been so looking forward to our taste of forbidden fruit we were promised (and got) last night.

I pull my kimono around me and head to the hallway, expecting to meet up with Audrey in the hallway. To my surprise, Tim comes out, wearing just a pair of boxers. There is a wet spot at the waistband and the outline makes it clear he is still close to fully erect.

Audrey comes out, with her too short tee over her otherwise nude body. Tim puts an arm around her and tries to put one around me. I manage to walk just far enough behind to avoid it. I know Alan managed to put an arm around me and one around Audrey a few days ago, but that one felt right. Something if off here.

Tim can be pissy and that can get ugly sometimes. I am worried we are heading down that path. Had he seen the three of us Thursday morning? He had been a grouch that morning when he came out shortly after that. I thought that was just about Audrey's decision to not even wear her tee that morning. Her morning attire after recent sleepovers has been a point of friction between them. I was hoping they had settled on the tee shirt as an acceptable compromise to her complete nudity Thursday and being fully covered initially last weekend.

I go around and give Alan his good morning hug and kiss as he hands me my first cup of coffee and I sit in my usual spot at the kitchen table. I see Audrey pull away from Tim's reach just before she sits down.

Alan says, "I was going to make omelets this morning. What would people like in theirs?"

Tim snarks back, "Didn't we just have omelets for breakfast last week? Doesn't the amazing Alan have something more than that up his sleeve? Maybe in his pants. There should be room in there. Or in his bank account?"

"Everybody else can eat without me. I am going to take my shower," Audrey says, sounding frustrated and maybe about to cry.

"Where the fuck is that shit coming from, Tim?" Alan barks back at him.

"I'm going to go check on Audrey," I say, concern in my voice.

Tim gets up quickly, trying to cut me off and grabs one of my boobs through my kimono. I turn and slap him on the face, hard. He didn't expect that and the shock gives me the chance to pull away from him and head towards the guest room.

I can hear their voices as I round the corner.

"Touch her one more time," Alan yells, "And I will level you, kung fu shit or no. I have never seen you like this."

I can hear Tim sobbing. "Audrey is the only thing left in my life and I am losing her to a big bank account and his whiny wife."

I stop just around the corner so I can hear a little more. I need to know what is going on.

"The only way you are losing Audrey is if you are an ass like you are being this morning. Your normal self is a kind loving person, who is a good friend and a good lover for her. A strong and supportive partner."

"I can't support her. I got laid off Friday. I am just a muscled big dick no one is going to want."

Oh my god, did he even tell Audrey? Has he been holding this in all weekend?

"I hadn't decided how to tell Audrey yet, when she came home and just wanted to fuck. But I knew she wasn't fucking me, but the images of the two of you. She wanted you to be fucking her. And then all of a sudden it was last night and it was you fucking her for real and she was loving it."

Audrey is now standing in the doorway of her suite, listening as well. Tears are running down her face.

Alan is talking, sympathy replacing some of the anger in his voice. "What was your plan, drive us all away so you can find a sewer to curl up in and survive on self-loathing?"

I go over and hold onto Audrey as we both keep listening.

"I don't think I had a plan. You know me, I never plan. But that feels about right for me."

Audrey walks back around the corner, as I follow. She wraps her arms around Tim and says, tears in her voice, "I will curl around you in that sewer if that what it takes, but please don't drive me away. We can get through this together."

Tim wraps his arms around her and is back to just sobbing.

"We can get by on my salary until you find something else, If we need to postpone the wedding or scale it way back or anything like that, we can find a way," Audrey says comfortingly. "But I want the 'we' to stay. That's what is important."

I walk over to Alan and put an arm around him.

"I bet I can find a job for you at Zardoz or the sub," Alan says.

"Thanks buddy, but I think I need to find this job on my own," Tim says, returning to a verbal state.

"I have one big request moving forward. If something happens, if something is bothering you, tell me," Audrey says. "We are supposed to be a team."

We all stand in silence, holding onto our partners. Audrey finally breaks the silence, "Since you guys chose not to eat without me, I think I am ready for breakfast with you, if Alan is still interested in cooking."

Alan picks up the cue to try to move back to normalcy, "There is bacon, cinnamon rolls and fresh fruit to go with the omelets. You have a choice of red bell peppers, onions, tomatoes, ham, mushrooms and cheddar cheese in your omelet."

"Sorry about the crack about your cooking, Alan. But you do make me feel inadequate with the gourmet feasts you throw at us, one after another. Not that I ever want to stop eating them, mind you."

"I do only have a limited range of things I make for big breakfasts. And you two have spent the night so often in the last few weeks I have to repeat more often than I would like to."

Tim turns to me. "I can't even start to apologize to you for what I just did. My only excuse is that fucking you was by far my favorite part of the weekend. And I wanted that moment of escape again. Or, as Alan suggested, maybe I wanted to chase the last of my friends away."

"I forgive you. But don't ever do that again. And I mean ever."

"Man, she throws a vicious slap," Tim says, more life in his voice. "Turn her hand sideways and I could have her breaking boards in no time. The side of my face still stings. You all thought I was crying out of self pity, but that was just from how much that slap hurt."

We all laugh. It's good to hear him joking again. That finally sounds like Tim.

We enjoy the meal in better spirits. I notice that Audrey is trying to keep the too short tee covering her as well as possible. Both Alan and I are trying not to ogle her as we usually would at breakfast. Somethings are just more important than sensual delights. Not many, but a few.

Tim is the first to go back to take his shower.

Audrey speaks up after he is gone. "God I feel so bad about this. I wish he had told me what had happened. I'm not sure if I was up to handling another big blowup only 12 days after we resolved the last one. I was starting to wish I had only drawn two pair that first night, rather than the full house. I never would have bet against him. Maybe we would have starting dating anyway; we were getting along pretty well all evening. But we would have gone down a different path. Maybe not as painful as this one was looking.

"I bet he is worried about meeting my family in two weeks too. Especially now. I need to tell him that almost all of my siblings have been laid off at least once. They won't hold it against him. But that has to be intimidating when your ego is broken.

"Now that I know what he is going through, I can help. It can be us not just him all alone. I know you two don't need to hear it, but I had to say this to someone. I wonder if this was hanging over his head two weeks ago when we had our earlier issues."

"We are always here for you to vent to when you need it. I know I would do anything to make sure you two stay happily together," I say, "I know Alan would too."

Alan nods his head.

Alan says, "I don't want to throw our money in his face right now, but if you want me to pay the deposit for your venue, so you can maintain your savings, let me do that. Lisa had told me you really liked it, but needed to send them a deposit like today."

"Thanks for the offer. Let me put it on my credit card for now -- that's how I was going to give it to them anyway, it's too late to mail a check. We can see where everything is in a month and maybe I will let you pay for it then if that feels right. I don't want to do anything behind Tim's back -- we need to work on being open with each other -- and I agree, this would make him feel more inadequate right now. I would rather have a small civil service with just the four of us than do that to him."

We sit in silence for a few minutes. We had been afraid of what changes last night would bring, but our world feels much more transformed by the news and emotions that came out this morning than our swapping last night.

"I hear the shower going off now. I am going to go check on Tim and take my shower. Thanks for being the best friends I could hope for through all this," Audrey says solemnly as she heads back to her suite.

I squeeze Alan's hand and we look into each other's eyes for a few moments before I get up silently and start cleaning up from breakfast. Neither of us have had any real setbacks in our careers, but I think we can both empathize with what Tim is going through. And all three of us were already worried about his feelings of inadequacy compared to how our three careers are soaring.

I get up from the table when I hear the Audrey's shower go back off. Tim is heading out of his room as I go by. He looks better, but still pretty downtrodden.

"Do you need a hug?" I ask.

"If you are still willing to give me one, I would love it."

I give him a big squeeze and say, "What ever you do, don't shut Audrey out. She loves you very deeply. Together, you two can make it through anything. Apart, you will both struggle."

I let go of Tim and head towards my own shower as he goes back towards the kitchen.

I soak in my shower for a while. When I come out, Audrey is sitting on my bed.

"Thank you for what you told Tim. I heard that. I hope he did too."

"I took a lesson from what I heard you tell Alan a while ago. Although the message was necessarily different," I say.

She watches me as I get dressed. The she says, "I could tell something was seriously wrong this morning. I didn't really feel like fucking him this morning because of it, but he said he needed me to show him I was enjoying it. He didn't exactly threaten, but it scared me. That was the first time I ever faked anything with him."

I go over and give her a hug.

"He can make a little money modeling in the mean time," I say. "Maybe having a dozen of us ogling his naked body will improve his spirits. Did you talk to Anne?"

"I did Tuesday evening, when you suggested I do. She was trying to recruit Tim as well. I need to find my old cloth robe, I guess, from how she explained it works."



"Yeah, stripping in front of a crowd gives a different vibe than what they want. You will get plenty of a sense of exhibiting yourself without the buildup of a strip."

I am dressed now and we head out together arm in arm.

Tim and Alan are sitting at the kitchen table. Tim looks much better. He says, "Alan suggested I think about getting my master's degree. There are lots of good one year programs in the area. I will apply for every job I can find tomorrow, but I will also look at the programs in the area. Would you be okay with living on just your salary for the year, Audrey?"

"If that is what makes you happy, of course."

"And Alan points out that it should make me more employable and at a higher salary, so it is really an investment in myself."

Whether or not he takes that route, it is something to hang his hat on for the moment, which he needed. Good idea, Alan.

"Would you mind if I stayed here and played Ghost with Alan for the afternoon? I think it would help clear my mind and relax me."

"If that is what you want, of course you can. I can entertain myself."

"Do you want to come watch the modeling today? It would get you ready for next week," I suggest.

"Anne said I could come watch this week if I wanted to get an idea for how it works. Sure, what can be bad about staring at a naked body for a few hours. Let me stop off at the apartment to pick up my kindle in case I get bored. It's a nice day to sit outside and read as well."

We head out to my car as the guys head back into the study to play Ghost.

Once again, I get to class a little early to show Anne my latest drawings.

"Audrey, I see you did decided to come check out our class this week. Being the first class, I will spend more time this week talking to the class before we start drawing Mary."

My ears perk up at that.

"Yes, she is back again. I just don't have that large of a pool of models to draw from. I need to find two more, or I am going to be asking models to repeat, which I try to avoid in a single session."

"I think I will be able to get Tim to take one of those two slots," Audrey says.

"That would be really nice. Right now we have three women and only one male model. Now let me see your new drawings."

The first picture new to her is Audrey lying on the couch, but now very prominently displaying her privates. "This is not your best work," she says.

I nod.

"Don't try so hard to be sexual, let it arise. Remember that Mary was clothed in the picture that is so erotic."

On the next page is the drawing of Audrey from behind, with her hand just touching herself. "This is explicit, but also much more erotic. More explicit than I would be comfortable drawing and not good enough to consider for the exhibition, but I like it."

She turns the page and says, "Is this Tim?"

We both nod.

"I see what you mean about muscled. He would be fun to draw. It looks like he didn't make it long enough for you to quite finish."

"That wasn't his fault. Alan got home and it was time for all four of us to go to dinner."

She turns to my last drawing, the one with the dildo. "I have to warn you Lisa, the erotic art exhibition will not accept something this explicit."

"I know, I am trying different things, especially poses that I know I won't get a chance to draw in class. And I would really like to be able capture the moment of ecstasy."

She turns to my most recent picture. "I can see that you are trying that here. Again, it doesn't quite work. Your technical skills are not yet up to doing what you mind's eye wants, although you are improving amazingly quickly.

"I wanted to ask about if there is an anatomy for artists type course you could recommend. And I was reading through my old art history textbook, the chapter where they talk about the shift from the stiff ancient Greek statues, to the realistic poses of classical Greece to the dynamic poses of Hellenistic statuary. I am trying to understand how to make my pictures more dynamic feeling."

"I will think about an anatomy course for you. I think the dynamism thinking and investigating is great for you. I have not had many students who were as dedicated as you. Or a talented, for that matter."

Other students are starting to wander in and I see Mary walk in. Mary talks to Anne for a minute and then comes over to say something to me.

"We do have your picture hanging over on the wall over the bed. I am not sure I am completely happy with it; my boyfriend insists on taking me from behind every night now."

Audrey laughs so I introduce her to Audrey. "Audrey this is Mary, you have seen my pictures of her. And Mary, this is Audrey, my friend and frequent model, who is going to watch the class today before she is the model for next week's class."

"Can I see some of the pictures you have drawn of her?" Mary asks.

I start with the initial portrait of Audrey I drew. She flips through the drawing of her breast and then onto her lying nude on the sofa.

"This one is really well done."

"My fiancé wants to hang that one over our bed," Audrey says.

She turns to the next one and says, "I have never posed for something like this. It must be exciting. I assume this is you? Are you really that open?"

Audrey nods and says, "My fiancé says it looks just like me."

Now comes the one I tried to draw of my pussy in the mirror. "Mirror drawing I assume? I tried one too. It's harder than it seems, isn't it."

I nod my head.

The next one is the awkward one of her lying down with her pussy exposed. "That one didn't work," I say before she really even has a chance to look.

Now she turns to the one of Audrey from behind, with her hand on her pussy. "This is really hot, almost like an explicit version of your picture of me."

She turns to the picture of Tim. "Is this your fiancé? He looks like he is fun to draw with all those muscles. And I bet he is fun in bed too."

Audrey says, "You have no idea. You think his muscles are thick, you can't even imagine what she didn't draw. Try to imagine and double the thickness."

Audrey does like to brag about his cock to other women.

Anne is now asking all the students to take their seats.

Mary turns to me and says, "I need to go get undressed. I will make the last pose a good one for you."

Audrey heads to a chair in the back, while I end up just about where I was last week off to stage right. Looking around I think eight of the twelve returned from last session, while the others I don't know. Five of the twelve students this session are men.

Anne stands in the middle, on a slightly raised platform. She faces the class who is ringed around the platform. She has her teacher voice on, projecting clearly to the room, "Welcome to the first class of the fall session of figure drawing. I have had all of you in a previous class, so I guess I should say welcome back. Tonight we will be drawing Mary, who those of you in the drawing session that just ended should remember, although this afternoon we will be drawing her in the nude."

There are some giggles at the nude comment.

"Yes, get the giggles out of you. None of you are in middle school anymore and I assume every one of you has seen a naked body or two before. Artists have long chosen naked bodies as a favorite subject. All bodies are beautiful and each is different to draw. I hope you enjoy the range of shapes you will draw, including both female and male bodies and all of their parts.

"Oh and before I forget, I want to acknowledge our visitor, Audrey, who you will be meeting next week, as our model."

Audrey waves to the class. Anne lectures for about twenty minutes about her guidance for drawing figures. Some of them I am already past, but a few seem like very good tips for me. At some point, Mary had come back wearing her robe and is sitting with Audrey. When Anne finishes with her lecture, she asks Mary to come up, who walks around behind me and steps up onto the platform behind Anne before walking over to the chair in the middle.

"Mary will be doing four ten minute poses in the first half, before a half hour break. In the second half she will do three twenty minute poses with a full five minutes between pose."

Her first pose is sitting in the chair, facing the middle of the class, with her knees discretely closed. I am drawing her mostly in profile. I feel much more confident drawing her this time than the first drawings two weeks ago. All the practice is helping. My drawing is okay, but nothing special; I did enjoy drawing her breast. Most of my effort is on her nipple and the side of her face.

For her second pose, she is standing facing the side of the class towards me. She is standing contrapposto, with her weight on her left leg and her right foot slightly in front. She has a nice landing strip like mine, and her pussy lips open just slightly more than mine do.

I am not happy with this drawing. Every once in a while I just can't seem to get a posture right. This is one of those times.

Her third pose is standing on the far side of the chair with her back to the center of the class. Her far hand is on her hip, while the close hand is resting on the chair back, giving her some support. I draw the chair in the foreground of the picture, while drawing her from mid-thigh to her shoulder blades. I lean over to my right to get a better view of her buttocks. I am very happy with everything except her shoulder blades, Something is definitely wrong there. This is the first time I have tried to draw someone from behind like this.

Her final pose of the first half is back to me. She is leaning on the back of the chair with both hands and her ass is projecting out towards us. Her legs are mostly together, but I can just barely see her pussy lips between her upper thighs. I sketch in her feet and calves, focusing on everything from above her knees to her lower back. The chair and all of her above the middle of her back is lightly and loosely sketched. I manage to avoid drawing the shoulder blades this time.

I am still drawing the details of her pussy lips when time is called.

As Mary puts her robe back on and stretches out, and everyone steps away from their drawings. Audrey comes up to look at my drawings.

"You had a very different view from over here than I got from straight back. I am so going to like doing this next week. I hope Tim will come and sit in the back like I did today."

Anne comes by and looks at my drawings, making some useful critiques of my technique and composition. But she seems to like the same three I do. She asks Audrey if she is enjoying watching.

"Very much. And I have a much better idea of what I need to do than I did."

I walk around and look at some of the other pictures. Anne's are easily the best. Some of the new students are pretty good. I think Anne told me they are repeating this class, because why not. I probably will.

After a while, Anne calls everybody back to the places and Mary walks back out, drops her robe and assumes her first longer pose.

She is now sitting on the corner of her chair, legs spread, facing the person immediately to my right. Her left hand is on her left thigh, but her right elbow is on her right thigh, the hand holding up her chin. Bent over in a contemplative pose, almost like Rodin's Thinker. This position is contorted enough to be very challenging. I finally think I get all the angles correct and it looks like her, but I have run out of time to fill in much by way of details.

For her second longer pose, she sits backwards on the chair with her legs around the back and her back towards the center of the class. She is sitting up a bit and leaning over the back of the chair, her smallish breasts just above the back of the chair. I would have loved to be front and center for this one. Her bottom is raised enough off the chair to probably give a nice view of her privates. I think this picture is technically my best of the afternoon, though I still prefer my picture of her from behind I drew just before break.

I am excited to see her final pose, the one she promised would be good for me. She turns the chair sideways, with the seat facing me. She puts her left arm along the seat back and steps backwards and spreads her legs. She leans down onto her left arm and brings her right hand back. For most of the class, this will look like she is using her hand for modesty, covering her privates. For the few of us near me, we see her hand as touching herself sexually. She has put me in the optimal spot. I have a clear view of her pussy -- and how wet she has become.

Like I did on the earlier drawing, I loosely sketch in her legs, her hips and the bottom half of her back. I make a first pass of drawing precisely her ass and pussy and her fingers touching it. Then I solidify the lines of her legs and her lower back. The rest of the session I spend getting all the details right for the focus of the drawing. I bet this is too in your face for Anne's taste, but I really like this drawing. Maybe the best I have ever done. I hope Mary likes it too.

Anne calls time and asks us all to clap for Mary. And then asks if we can stay to show her the drawings. Audrey comes up to see mine. She really likes this last one as well.

Anne is walking around with Marty this time, starting on my side. Soon I am showing all seven drawings to Mary. She likes the last two the most. She asks if she can take a picture of the last one. "I am not sure I will show my boyfriend though, or I may never see his face during sex again."

Audrey laughs at that comment.

Anne speaks up, "Those last two are by far the best two drawings you have done, technically. For the first time, you are approaching professional artist quality of work. And you still have your good sense of composition. It makes me wonder what your ceiling is and how soon you will be beyond my ability to teach you."

She then turns to Mary, "Did you really have your hand like that? That's not what it looked like from the other side where I was drawing from."

Mary nods.

"Did you set up that pose just for Lisa?"

She nods again, sheepishly this time.

Anne starts walking towards the next student, but Mary hangs back for a minute, quietly asking me, "Lunch some day?"

She hands me a slip of paper. It has a phone number on it. I stick the paper in my pocket.

I grab my stuff and ask Audrey if she is ready to go. She says yes.

On the way to the car, she says, "What was that from the model? Mary?"

"Mary gave me her phone number and asked about lunch. I am not sure if she was interested in friendship or was hitting on me."

"Either sounds like a win to me. She is kind of cute. She is what, maybe three years younger than you?"

"I think she is a rising senior. Last time, she said she was an art major."

In the car, I ask Audrey what she thought.

"I didn't need to bring the kindle, that is for sure. And I am soaking wet. God I am going to be so excited doing this next week."

"I don't think you had my view of Mary's pussy at the end, but she was practically dripping up there," I say, "She wasn't actually masturbating with that hand, but I could sense she wanted to. So yeah, it is exciting."

We get back to the condo and the guys are still playing Ghost. They stop almost immediately after we get there. It's the first time I have seen Tim look normal all day. In retrospect, all weekend, although I had written that off at the time as relating to last night's events.

Audrey runs up and gives him a big hug and says, "I love you."

And then starts into a long monologue of excitement. "It was so exciting watching them draw Mary. She gave a special pose just for Lisa at the end. I am so excited about modeling next week. They let me sit and watch the whole thing. You can come and watch me model. Lisa said that Mary's pussy was practically dripping by that last pose."

Tim waves goodbye to us and Audrey is still talking a mile a minute to him as they go out of hearing, hand in hand.

"Audrey seemed to enjoy this afternoon's class. Was it a good class for you too?"

"Let me show you the pictures I drew and then I can tell you about it. But first, was Tim as recovered as he looked?"

"The immediate stress is broken and having all three of us know, especially Audrey, is a huge relief for him. But there is still a lot of emotional damage going on in there. You should talk to Audrey tomorrow about whether she thinks it's a good idea to make their movie this week. I would suggest postponing it, but maybe he needs something like that to focus on. I trust her judgement on that. Okay, now show me these pictures."

He starts looking at him and soon asks if this is the same model as last time. I say yes.

"You seem to draw her best from behind her. But these last two look really well done."

"Anne said I am approaching professional quality technically with those. She is kind of in shock at how quickly I am improving. She is worried I will beyond her ability to teach soon.

"Mary, the model, had told me that the last pose was set up just for me. Most of the class, including Anne, thought her hand was being used for modesty. But the few people near me saw it very differently. She took a picture of it but said she wasn't sure she would show her boyfriend. She has a copy of my picture from two weeks ago over her bed and had complained before we started that he always wanted to fuck her from behind now. She said if she showed him this one, she would never see his face while they were fucking again. She also asked me about getting together for lunch and gave me her phone number. I am not sure if she wants to be friends or lovers. Audrey wanted me to take her up either way."

"Sounds like an interesting class today. Mostly the same students?"

"About two thirds overlap I think."

I suddenly laugh and he looks at me.

"I was thinking about my comment last month that I only invite women over who will show me their pussy. And now I may be having lunch with the only other woman who has shown me hers."

Alan laughs too.

We have a nice and easy relaxed dinner out and a relaxed and easy evening in. We are soon messing around in the living room, but when we are ready to move on to fucking, Alan has a specific plan. We move into the kitchen and I lean forward over the counter as he takes me from behind. Maybe I shouldn't have shown him that picture either.