Two by Two

This is part fourteen 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 overlaps slightly with the end of the previous chapter, right after Audrey returns from visiting Lisa's art class, where they drew a nude model for the first time. Audrey will be next week's model. After an ugly this morning between Tim and everyone, he revealed that he had been laid off from his job on Friday. This chapter is told from Audrey's perspective. It is a little longer than I intended. Much of the early sex is merely mentioned in passing, but it does get more explicit by the end.

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"Wait til you see Lisa's drawings. There is one you are really going to like. You'll get more of a sense of how exciting this is."

With that, I finally stop babbling, just before we reached our apartment. We had walked, hand in hand, the two blocks from Lisa and Alan's condo with me chattering non-stop about nude modeling.

"I am glad you are so excited about this and I will definitely come watch you model next week and I will seriously consider doing it myself," Tim replies, finally get a chance to say anything.

"What would you like for dinner? I figure we should probably try to eat at home most meals," I say.

"What do we have?"

"I have some chicken I could bread and oven fry, with some tater tots and a salad. Hardly an Alan meal, but it will feed us for the night," I say.

I regret the Alan comment as soon as I made it.

"Whatever you make for us is special to me," Tim says.

We hug for a minute and then I start to work on making dinner. Tim watches me as I put the frozen potatoes in the oven and start breading the chicken. I get the chicken in the oven too and wash my hands before grabbing salad fixings from the fridge.

"I can certainly make the salad. You sit down and relax for a few minutes," Tim says.

Soon, we are sitting together at our table, eating the dinner we made for ourselves.

"Should I quit my karate and aikido classes?" Tim asks.

"Don't you dare. You need to keep doing something for yourself. I just got a big raise. We are not going to be saving money for the wedding as quickly as we had hoped, but we will be okay money wise. And we can cut back on some things, like cooking for ourselves tonight. But those classes are important to you. And you need to get out of the house some and see people.

"And I am going to send the deposit in for the venue for our wedding. When I get my next raise and you are working again, we will start saving lots of money. Especially if we learn to scrimp and save a little bit, like tonight. And we will save on gas money on your car."

"I love you," Tim says.

"I love you, too. Just remember we are in this together."

We sit quietly for a minute, before I say, "Why don't we start working our way through the list Alan made me of all the movies I need to watch to understand you. What's first on the list? We can watch that tonight."

Tim pulls out his phone, and after a quick glance, announces, "Tonight's main feature will be 'Forbidden Planet'. I think you will like this one, but it's from the fifties and it looks like it."

Tim pokes around on his phone and says, "It'll cost us 3.99 to watch. Oh, miss accountant ma'am, can our budget cover that?"

"We probably should look at optimizing our streaming costs. I think we each still pay for a Netflix account. We should cancel one of those. But yeah, we can splurge four bucks tonight. And I did put the deposit down on our venue while you were looking for the movie. We have a date: May 25."

Tim and I clean up from our dinner together and then we sit, snuggled on the couch, while Tim starts the movie. I am glad he warned me about the movie; the effects in the beginning of the movie are comically bad.

Once you get over that, the movie is pretty good. And it has a real philosophical underpinning to it. Not truly deep, but enough to give a short hand for some real thoughts. I had heard Tim use the phrase 'Monsters from the id' without any idea what he was talking about. I never took a course that talked about Freud.

"We really do both have our own monsters in there," I say to him, "Mine tend to come out over a pool table, yours when you are feeling especially insecure."

Tim nods and says, "I am so sorry."

I hug him and say, "It's okay, now that I understand what you were going through. Just remember, I don't have a giant computer made with alien technology to understand what you are thinking. You have to tell me when things are going bad in there."

We kiss and hug and soon it is going beyond that. Unlike our recent sex, we are making love tonight. There is still plenty of penis in the vagina action, but now it's in support of the hugging and kissing, rather than the be-all and end-all. By the time we are sleeping in the wee hours, I have cum three times and Tim filled my cunt twice. We both sleep soundly.

Usually, Tim is up and dressed before me, but he is lounging a bit this morning. I guess he deserves a little time to sleep in. He makes it out of bed, but not yet dressed when I am eating breakfast.

"My goal is to apply for at least 10 jobs this morning. Once I get that done, I will let myself play until 1PM, then I want to look at all the MS programs in the area and pull together a list of which ones look interesting. Then I get to play until it's time to go to karate."

I give Tim a hug, saying, "I know you will find another job soon".

Then I am out the door and off to work. I make two decisions on my drive in: I will text with Tim roughly once an hour, just to make sure he isn't slipping into darkness and I will talk to Marty about this.

Lisa pops her head in to check about Tim. I reassure her that things were okay. We pick a time for lunch and she says she will make the reservation for our usual table.

Once I have made sure nothing urgent is waiting for me, I stick my head into Marty's office and asks if he has a minute. He invites me in and I close the door.

"I figured I would tell you before you worried what was going on. Tim got laid off on Friday. He didn't tell me until Sunday morning, when it kind of came out poorly. No real damage there, but there is some real pain inside him right now. He was already feeling inadequate with Alan and Lisa and me doing so well in our careers. It doesn't help that he is meeting my family for the first time labor day weekend."

"Can I help him find a job?" he offers, "You know I have connections."

"Thanks, but for now, don't try. Alan already offered to get him a job at Zardoz somewhere, but he wants to find this one on his own. His other professional job was working for Alan and I think he feels the need to prove that he can hold a job on his own."

"Doesn't surprise me that he wants to do it on his own. We put so damned much of our self worth in this country in our jobs. It's not healthy."

"I may work some shortish days and I will probably take a bunch of Wednesday vacation days when I'm not needed that day. I will keep up in the evenings."

"I trust that you will do the work that needs to be done. Beyond that, don't stress too much if you leave a little early or arrive a little late. And I will avoid sending you on trips that someone else could cover for the short term."

"On a happier note, I will be modeling for a class at the Art League next Sunday. I am excited about that."

"That should be a good relief for you -- don't forget to take care of your own mental health when you are worrying about Tim's. And thanks for letting me know what was up."

When I get back to my office, I send Tim my first Wednesday off thenthink of something fun to do

I get backThx

I try to stay diligent in my work for the morning, taking a break once to send him another of you and I get back7 in, 3 more chosen to which I respondGood job!!!

At one point, I notice Javi go into Lisa's office and close the door. He looks pleased when he leaves. I will ask her about it at lunch.

Lisa pops her head back in when it is time for lunch. I ask for a second and text Tim again: At lunch thenDon't forget to eat. I don't hear back immediately, so we head over to the lounge and our quiet table. On the walk over, I update her on Tim's status and his plans for the day. I mention my discussion with Marty and that I will be taking many Wednesday's off.

Just as we sit down, my phone buzzes withSorry was gaming and thenSay hi to Lisa. I show her the texts.

"Alan wants to know if you are still planning on making your movie?" she asks.

"Probably not a great idea quite yet. And I am not sure what we are doing Wednesday yet so I don't know whether we will be out somewhere or not. I will have to wait and see if we want to still do a game next Wednesday.

"And thinking of movies, we watched the first movie off of Alan's list last night, 'Forbidden Planet'. Parts of it were really hokey, but I enjoyed it. And I used it to talk to Tim about the need for us to talk together. And then we made love wonderfully well into the night. Exactly what we needed after the fiasco yesterday morning."

"Alan and Tim made me watch that years ago. Hokey is an understatement. But yeah, 'Monsters from the Id'."

"I had heard Tim say that, but I had no idea what he was talking about. Oh, what did Javi want? I saw him go in your office."

"We had a nice conversation. He came in to thank me for us buying Maria's dress. I think his comment was something to the extent that she was so excited and thankful that he reaped the rewards. Twice Saturday evening and once more Sunday morning."

Audrey laughs.

"He asked if I was really going to draw a naked picture of her. I said I could if she wanted to. She apparently really wants to. She can't do weekday evenings. so I am trying to figure out a time I can have her pose.

"But then he asked me about my dirty pictures. No, he didn't ask to see them, but I bet he knows you are in them. He didn't ask about the movie either, but I think at one point while we were talking, he was trying to imagine me in one.

"I said that Maria had told us his mother was an artist and I asked if she was good. He said she never had any training but she does sell paintings. I asked if he could get her to send me a picture of any of her paintings. He showed me a couple he had on his phone. She is good. I am going to show them to Anne and maybe his mom can submit for the exhibit if Anne thinks it is worth it."

"Thinking of interesting discussions from this weekend, why don't you call Mary. We could have another spa day and include her. And then have lunch someplace. And invite Maria to lunch, then she could pose for you mid-afternoon. Tim and I would then come over in the evening for dinner and his movie."

"Worth a shot. Let me try calling her."

Mary? This is Lisa. From the Art Class yesterday.

Do you have a second?

Audrey and I are having lunch right now and we thought about you, We are planning a girl's day at the spa and then lunch. Would you be interested in joining us? My treat.

You would! That's great. I may invite another woman to lunch as well, She wants me to draw a picture of her. It would be lunch with my three muses!.

I will send you a text when we get a time, but we are usually 10:30 or 11:00. I will send you a link to the place so you can meet us there. Look forward to seeing you then. Bye.

"I assume you gathered the gist of that. Can you make the reservations?"

I nod my head.

"Is Tim still going to karate tonight?"

"I insisted he should."

"Are you okay on your own? Alan and I are going to see a financial planner right after work."

"Of course I'm okay."

"Yesterday was hard on you, too. I think Alan is going to be home Thursday evening. You are welcome to come eat with us if you want."

"I'll see, but I will probably take you up on that one. If Tim gets excited about any MS programs, we might stop over for a bit after dinner tomorrow to let him talk to Alan about it."

"Not a problem. Car pool tomorrow?"

"Why don't you come by and pick me up. You can say hi to Tim. I worry he will be getting too isolated all alone most days."

The afternoon flies by. I leave a little early, hoping to catch Tim before he leaves for karate. I text back and forth a few times, but he seems pretty solid.

He is very happy to see me and says, "I have things to talk to you about when I get back. I love you."

And he is gone. And I have the apartment to myself.

Everyone, well mostly Lisa, worries that I can't cope with being alone. But I was alone in my old apartment most evenings before Tim. And that was just over two months ago. I am actually looking forward to decompressing by myself. Tim, especially right now, requires a lot of my energy. And I love Lisa dearly, but she is one needy chick. Sometimes I think it would be nice to be married to Alan, to be pampered and fed. And he would love to have alone time, more than she will give him. I realize where this thought pattern is running and halt it immediately. None of the other three should ever have a whiff of me thinking like this. Especially Tim, as vulnerable as he is right now.

I change out of my work clothes into a tee with nothing else. I throw together a garden salad and add the left over fried chicken from last night, at least what is left of it. That must have been Tim's lunch or dinner. We probably need to start stocking lunch food for him. I grab a scrap of paper and start putting together a shopping list as I eat.

After dinner, I check my work e-mails quickly. Since I am cutting my days short right now, I do want to try to make sure I didn't miss anything late in the day. Seeing nothing, I go back and lie on the bed reading my kindle. I grabbed a couple of books by one of the author's that Lisa liked from her dirty books class. They are exactly what I want to read. Well written and lots of sex.

I am definitely comfortable, but feeling very, um, I will call it inspired, when I hear the door open. I jump up, run out to greet him, giving him a big hug. "How was karate? You said you have things to tell me. Sit down and I can get you something to drink."

He collapses in a chair. Karate always wears him down somewhat. I pour him a glass of iced tea and sit next to him, but our chairs are turned, facing each other.

"Karate was good. I think I put more into it tonight because it felt good to be doing something physical. It worked out some of my emotions."

I look concerned.

"Don't worry," he says, "I am not about to break down or something. But you have to know it isn't all worked out of me yet. It still hurts regularly. I am somewhere between pissed and wounded at being canned. I will tell you if it starts getting to be bad well before I reach the breaking point."

"Thank you."

"I was thinking about just having an easy day Wednesday. Maybe a lazy morning then a picnic in a park and then a nice walk. Something like that."

"Ooh, that sounds nice."

"And if you take another day off, I want to go check out the Star Trek Experience. It's about a three hour drive each way, so it's definitely a full day. I want to get you to watch a bunch of Alan's list of episodes before we go so you can appreciate what we are seeing. Doing that with you would be like my dream day."

"We will make it happen then. Maybe we can watch our first episode tonight."

"And I looked at schools. Jesus, it's hard concentrating with you dressed like that. No wonder Alan and Lisa stare at you so much in the mornings. It's not the same view at all from your side."

"Do you want me to pull something else on?"

"God no, but it's hard not just leaning down and starting to lick."

"Let me hear about you learned about schools and then you can do that if you want," I say, spreading my legs wider. I can feel my pussy suddenly getting wet.

"There were a bunch of programs that looked interesting, but I need to decide what I want to do with my career before I choose. And I should talk to Alan about these."

"I already told Lisa that we might stop by after dinner tomorrow evening to let you and Alan talk about this. Not to change the subject, but my pussy heard talk that something else may be happening soon."

Tim kneels down between my legs and starts in on my pussy. He really is a grand master of cunnilingus and, between his skill and my earlier reading, he gets me off in short order. I start to try to return the favor, but he stops me saying, "I think I only have one time in me tonight and I would rather save that for bed."

We snuggle on the couch and watch the first episode on Alan's list. I more or less know the major characters, but I sometimes ask Tim who somebody is or why the black engineer wears a weird thing over his face. It's a reasonably good story, looking at whether the robot is property or has rights. Unlike last night's movie, I don't see any direct connection to our current situation, but it is starting to get me to appreciate the show more.

We head back to bed after the show and Tim is not interested in making love tonight. He wants to fuck, pure physical animalistic sex. I like both, but I would have rather had another night of making love.

We are snuggling afterwards and he speaks, which he rarely does after sex. "I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable with this question, but in the interest of openness and just to quench my curiosity, I am going to ask."

With that build up, I am a little concerned.

"From the few times we have watched Alan and Lisa fuck and from what she does in her movies and the one time I fucked her, she reaches down to start getting herself off before the guy cums. I think she is trying to synchronize the orgasms, You almost always wait until after I cum. Why?"

"I think you are right with your observations, both of me and Lisa. I am not sure why I do that. I hadn't really thought about it. I guess partially I don't want it to end. I want to just keep fucking forever. I did reach down when Alan was fucking me because I wanted to get to the anal sex. I also think some of it is hoping that I will climax without clitoral stimulation, but that only happens rarely. Part of me is wishing that you would reach down and I didn't have to. If you know you are about to cum, trying fingering my clit. I would love you to do that. You don't have to do that every time, but sometimes would be really nice.

"Lisa has told me that she really likes cumming at the same time. Remember she was so happy that Alan got her off in sync with herself watching their new movie Saturday night. It's not as big a deal to me."

"Thank you for talking to me about it. It makes me feel rewarded for trying to encourage more openness."

It was an awkward question, but I feel better having had that conversation too. I feel very connected as we drift asleep with my head on his big chest.

We have sex again in the morning and he does reach down just before he cums. I cum quickly after he touches me, getting us almost perfectly timed. I enjoy the feeling more than I remember from previous attempts; maybe I just didn't really care about any of the other guys like I do about Tim. Or Lisa does about Alan.

I tell Tim that I really appreciated his hand this morning before I climb out of bed to take my shower. It has to be a fast one. I warn Tim that Lisa will come up to the apartment to pick me up. He decides to throw his boxers and yesterday's tee shirt on for some modesty. I am just chugging a cup of coffee when she gets to the door. Tim lets her in and gives her a hug (with her permission).

When we get to her car, she says, "He looks and smells like you had a good morning romp."

"We actually had a nice talk about our sex last night. We never have done that before and it was nice. And he did the one thing I asked him to."

"What was that? It seems like he does most everything pretty well already."

"He had noticed that you would try to get yourself off with Alan, while I usually wait until Tim has cum. I told him one of the reasons was I was hoping he would reach down and get me off instead of me taking care of myself. He did and it was really nice. We came at the same time, which I am not sure we ever have. I enjoyed that more than I expected to."

"I should try asking Alan to do that for me more. He does occasionally, but not very often."

"I did make us spa appointments for three at 10:30. I put you down for the skin treatment too, since you have been thinking about it. I also scheduled another grooming for me. Want to look my best for my modeling!"

The day flies by. I still text Tim regularly. He is at least presenting a good face to me. He says he did get ten more applications in this morning. But no comment on accomplishing anything in the afternoon. Probably more gaming.

After Lisa drops me off at my apartment, I walk in to dinner on the table. It's mac and cheese with chunks of ham in it. And another salad. Not what I would chosen for dinner tonight, but I appreciate the sentiment.

"And I will do all the cleanup tonight, too," he says proudly. "I went shopping this afternoon. I got everything on your shopping list from last night, plus some stuff for the picnic tomorrow including sandwich fixings. I can eat the leftovers from that for lunch Thursday and Friday. i was watching videos and reading some recipes to try to learn some more dinners I can make. Let me know if there is something you really want me to learn to make. If I am home all day while you are at work, the least I can do is take care of shopping and cooking."

I change out of my work clothes and just grab a tee shirt again. When I come back out of the bedroom, I see him ogling me. "I have to warn you, tonight needs to be a recovery night for my poor pussy. You were especially physical last night. I can give you a blow job now as a reward for making dinner if you want one, and you can eat me out at bed, but no fucking tonight. And no fisting!"

He takes me up on the blow job, and then we sit down and enjoy his dinner. I am pretty sure he made this from scratch, not his usual box stuff. Glancing at the pile of pans in the sink, he certainly did. How can he possibly have used so many pans for this meal? I am glad he is cleaning up.

I check in with my work e-mail while he cleans up. One issue really needed attention by first thing in the morning and I had no intention of being up right away on my day off, so I was glad I did check.

By the time I am done with that, he has cleaned up the kitchen. At least to some standard of clean. I will re-clean it at some point in the morning. I text Lisa and ask if it is okay to come over, she says sure; I pull on some sweat pants and we walk down. Lisa and I chat at the kitchen table, while Alan and Tim head into the study. Lisa tells me that Anne likes Javi's mom's paintings that I forwarded. If his mom sends Anne a few choices, Anne will help her pick and help her submit it. Javi is ecstatic with the idea. And Maria is good with the plan for me to draw her Saturday. She wants the picture done before her pregnancy starts showing.

Tim comes back and seems happy with his conversation, so we walk back to our apartment. We settle down and start bingeing star trek episodes. The first one was a rather silly episode about one of the crew member's obsession with the hollow deck. The next pair were a much darker two parter about a new enemy called the Borg. I had certainly heard 'resistance is futile', but I never knew where it came from. Tim says we should watch the next one in sequence as an antidote to the Borg episodes. It is about Picard taking leave on his family vineyard while trying to recover from the trauma he experienced when the Borg captured him. It IS a good antidote and a nice feel good episode.

It's getting late, but we decide to watch one more episode -- we can sleep in tomorrow after all. It's an interesting one about Picard trying to communicate with an alien who only speaks in fragments of stories. It is a nice metaphor for learning to communicate in general. I liked that one. And in some sense, watching everything on Alan's list is learning Tim's stories so we can communicate.

And I am kind of getting hooked on the characters and the stories are reasonable. I bet we end up watching all the movies at some point.

We are both tired when we finally get to bed. Mutual oral satisfaction is achieved, but more as a release for each of us than a real passionate night. My pussy mostly rested, I do let him give me a wake up fuck in the morning; afterwards we just lounge in bed for probably an hour. We take showers after that -- I wish we had Lisa's large shower to be able to comfortably take one together.

I make scrambled eggs, sausage and toast for breakfast, then actually clean the kitchen while he does the dishes. God, he made a mess of this kitchen last night. We sit at the table and choose a park and pack food for our lunch.

It's about a forty-five minute drive to the park. It is only a short distance from the parking lot before we find a good meadow to sit and eat our lunch. I realize this picnic is classic romancing 101, something most couples do earlier in their relationship, well before they are engaged. I cannot believe how quickly our relationship formed and grew. That speed is probably the source of some of our rough spots.

We hike for a little while past the meadow, walking hand in hand when the path is wide enough. At one point, Tim breaks off and heads about forty feet into the woods and waves me to come back with him. "Let me fuck you from behind right here."

I am dubious, but my inner exhibitionist, encouraged by his desire, convinces me to do it. I lean onto a big rock and drop my shorts. He pulls Big Ben out and starts to push into me. This position makes it an even tighter fit and I have not had much preparation, but he manages to push his way in. Hearing a voice of reason -- one that might sound like Marty -- I start fingering my own pussy immediately so I can finish quickly. Tim is so excited by the situation that he will not last long. He grunts loudly, much more loudly than I wish he had, as he cums in me. I climax much more quietly, shortly after him and pull my shorts up as soon as he pulls out. As his semen leaks out of my cunt, a visible wet spot forms in my crotch. Oh well. There is a single middle aged male hiker who goes by on the path as we are coming back towards the path. He eyes us knowingly. I bet he watched most of that.

We don't run into many other hikers and none seem to notice the big dark patch in my shorts. We drive home, stopping at the dress shop to pick up Maria's new dress. I make Tim go in. The clerk would definitely notice the wet spot, which is now mostly dried, but still notably discolored. We break down and pick up a pizza to go when we are almost back to our apartment.

We watch three more STNG episodes before bed. The first one is a time loop issue with the enterprise getting destroyed repeatedly. It was well done. Then we watch one about an individual Borg soldier who is found in a wreck. It was also well done. I had not realized Whoopi Goldberg had an ongoing part. And then the one about Picard getting his flute that Marty had asked about at dinner. I really liked this one.

We go to sleep without any more sex that night, but still quite friendly. The next morning I remind Tim that I am eating with Alan and Lisa while he is at aikido. The work day is completely nondescript. The most exciting part was giving Maria's dress to Javi. He is so thankful.

I drive straight to their condo after work. She is giving him a blow job when I barge in. I apologize and head into the guest suite to change. I take my time to give them a chance before I walk back out. He is just putting his cock away as I get around the corner. "Well you did watch me blow Tim last Thursday," I say, "If I had knocked, you just would have stopped. Wasn't this much better?"

Lisa and I chat while Alan finishes preparing our dinner. She tells me about her trip and I tell her about our day at the park, including our exhibitionist detour. The three of us sit and eat dinner. Lisa says that Anne had sent her a link to online materials for an anatomy for artists class. She had spent four hours last night in the hotel working on that. Alan and Lisa clearly want to reconnect after she had been gone for two days; I feel a bit like a third wheel and say goodnight to them, giving them each a hug and a kiss. We decide to carpool again tomorrow with the same approach.

I read more of my dirty book while I wait for Tim to get back home. We hug and chat for a bit. He got another ten job applications in and is working on four college applications, which he will finish tomorrow. Then we watch another two part star trek episode about going back to old San Francisco. Whoopi Goldberg has a big part in it. It deals with destiny and inevitability as questioned by time travel. I liked this pair. Alan's choices have all been pretty good.

Our sex that night is good, but nothing special; our sex is usually good. No wakeup sex in the morning, but Tim still is only in his boxers and tee when Lisa comes to the door.

"You didn't wear him out this morning; he had a raging boner when he hugged me today," she says once we are back in the car.

"Yeah, the sex has been more ho-hum. I think the tedium of being home alone every day is wearing on him."

"At least it is the weekend tomorrow."

"I have an idea, if you are game," I suggest.

"Probably, but what is it?"

"We have not had a sex night in a week and we are probably not having one at all next week. So I want to do something special around the movie tomorrow night. How about if we do a mini-show before the movie, where we do our strip. Instead of each going to one guy, we go together and give each of them a two-girl blowjob."

"That's a good idea!"

"I think start with Tim. You finish Tim while I am kissing him and vice versa for Alan. I figure we each fuck in front of the other after the movie. Kind of a movie in the middle of a show."

Work goes by quickly again. The new Senior Analyst lunch goes well and we are making headway on the two new proposals and refining ideas for additional ones. We decide not to meet next week when Lisa is gone. I let the other two know about Tim and that I will be working a little shorter hours to support him, and make sure they have my phone number in case I am needed. Michelle grabs Lisa as the meeting is breaking up and they go for a walk. This must be something serious. I can't wait to hear the details in the car tonight.

I get Lisa to leave on the early side with me. She is as eager to talk to me as I am to hear.

Lisa explains, "Michelle asked me if I had any experience with women. I said I consider myself bisexual at this point. She said she went out with her basketball teammates for drinks Wednesday. She has been doing that. She had been kind of interested in the male roommate of one of her teammates, but the chemistry didn't feel right when they were talking that night. So she ended up talking with one of her female teammates. And they ended up back at her teammate's place, kissing. She wasn't ready to go any further, but she really wants to. Maybe her problem with not being able to get comfortable with a boyfriend is that she is a lesbian. She is kind of a mess about this and I have become the person she can talk to. I did make sure she had my phone number if she needed to talk over the weekend."

"Well, you became the person i could talk to and look where that has led us. Speaking of discovering lesbian interests."

"Even before we were real friends, I much preferred you to Michelle socially, so I don't expect to become besties and lovers. God I wonder if Marty realized she was gay?"

"I think the question is how long has he known."

"It has been a lot of discovery about ourselves and our workmates over the last few months, hasn't it. Between Marty's swinger lifestyle and Javi and Maria and now Michelle is a dyke. Wow. Oh and I forgot to tell you a comment Alan made last Saturday afternoon. In my defense, last Saturday night and Sunday morning were a bit disruptive. Anyway, he suggested that Javi maintains the illusion of being very reserved to protect himself from judgements because of his ethnicity like you put on your ice queen costume because of judgements based on your tits."

"That's probably true. We should try to make him feel like he can be himself around us."

"Marty said to me that Javi can become quite passionate when he breaks out of his shell. At the time, I thought he just meant about the work, but now I wonder."

Lisa drops me off at my apartment, reminding me of our 10:30 spa appointment. "Leave the condo at 10:15?"

I give Tim a big hug and a kiss when I get home. He is glad to see me. He made spaghetti for dinner tonight, a new dish for him. With a salad. The salad is appropriate with the spaghetti, but he needs to learn to make some other sides. It doesn't look he trashed the kitchen quite as badly. Well, almost as badly, but it's an improvement.

He tells me over dinner that he got ten more applications in this morning, forty total for the week and he did apply to four MS programs. He is proud of what he has gotten done this week. He wants to get ten more apps done Saturday morning, because he had set himself a goal of fifty a week and Wednesday knocked him off that pace.

I do tell him that I will be back all afternoon because Lisa needs time to draw Maria and she doesn't need an audience. I then ask him, "What would you think if Lisa and I did something special for you and Tim before the movie. We haven't had a sex night in almost a week."

"I know. I didn't want to say I was getting bored with you, but I had kind of gotten used to the insane pace we had been on, with the three game nights and the show you and Lisa did for us and after the Marty dinner and then swapping last weekend. It really had been crazy and this last week was almost feeling humdrum."

"I was feeling it too. That's why I made the suggestion to Lisa this morning and we made a plan. Speaking of changing it up, how about if we take a break from star trek and watch a movie tonight. I am enjoying them much more than I expected to. The one with the flute two nights ago I really liked. And I had not realized how many references in everyday life refer back to star trek."

"Probably as many refer back to the original series as well. Someday, we will watch those. It looks like 'The Day The Earth Stood Still' is the next on the list then. It was made about the same time as 'Forbidden Planet' but it feels very different."

The movie is just okay. I guess the message is that people really can't fully adult and need supervision.

We both seem to have a little more passion in the sex tonight, maybe just the thought of spicing it up helped. He does fuck me again in the morning. He is still usually giving me a hand, which I am still enjoying. I take my shower, get dressed and walk over to the condo.

When I get there, Alan hands me a cup of coffee and points me at the bedroom. I am becoming her fucking alarm clock. But I do so enjoy watching the sleepy Lisa crawling out from under her bedding. And god, I love that ass of hers. I enjoy the show while I manage to get her bathed, dressed and out to the car, with Alan handing her a cinnamon roll and a second cup of coffee in a travel mug.

I drive her car to the spa so she can have her breakfast on the way. Mary is in her car at the spa when we get there. We each give her a hug and we head in. I explain how it works -- no happy endings planned -- and what Lisa and I are getting. She decides to get the skin treatment too.

Lisa and I still get the same masseuse/masseur. Mary gets Hans. Tall and handsome in a much more angular way than my dreamy Sasha. I sure wouldn't mind a roll in the hay with him. He looks like his upper thigh rubs go higher on Mary than Sasha does on me. He looks like he could be convinced to provide a happy ending and Mary looks like she wouldn't mind.

We go into separate rooms for the skin treatment. I just feel so good after a massage and the skin treatment. It is the one real luxury I give myself. Well, I guess Lisa gives me, these days. Once Tim has a job again, I think I have to insist on paying sometimes. Even if they are going to be richer than God or something.

They both look content when we meet up afterwards. Mary says, "This all felt so nice. I have never done anything like this. And I feel so sexy now."

"I do, too. It's one of the reasons I love these days," I say.

"My skin does feel nice. I wonder if Alan will notice the difference tonight," Lisa says.

"Or Tim," I add.

Mary looks at us somewhat surprised. "Do you both have open relationships?"

"In some ways yes. But not in the way you are probably imagining. I had always known I was an exhibitionist, although I needed to be very non-sexual at work to be taken seriously. I was becoming too suppressed and it all came out one night when I first met Tim and we ended up fucking on Alan and Lisa's dining room table. While they were still sitting at it.

"I was mortified to see her at work, but we ended up bonding over it. Tim realized the he liked performing and I knew I did, so we gave Alan and Lisa an intentional sex show a few weeks later. Lisa realized she was bisexual, and we became lovers. The four of us actually ended up writing formal rules about what we allow between us. At agreed upon times, most anything is allowed between any of us, except penetration across couples. And we actually tried that last weekend."

"I can't believe you just dumped our whole sex life to Mary! Sorry if that embarrassed you," Lisa says.

"God no, that was hot as hell to hear. I would love to get Ethan a little more open to things. To be honest, Hans's hands have me a little amped up."

"Maria, who will be joining us for lunch, is no prude, but no one has detailed our sex life to her yet, and I would like to KEEP it that way," Lisa says sternly, glaring at me.

I look away sheepishly.

We go in two cars to the restaurant where we are meeting Maria. Maria arrives as we are getting out of our cars. Lisa introduces Mary and Maria to each other. She has taken to calling us her three muses.

Lisa, Mary and I all order a glass of white wine with the meal. Mary says, "I am still getting used to being able to drink in a restaurant. I only turned twenty one in June."

Maria says, "I would love to join you, but the baby."

Mary asks, "Are you pregnant?"

Maria says, "Twelve weeks in. This is the best time of the whole pregnancy. The morning sickness is over and I haven't started getting fat yet."

"Have you been pregnant before?", Mary asks.

"No, but I have four sisters-in-law I watched go through this, for seven babies. And in our old neighborhood, there was always a pregnant neighbor. It was just part of everyday life. It's much different out here."

"Where is your old neighborhood?"

"Las Cruces, New Mexico. Javi got a job working with Audrey and Lisa, so we moved out here."

"What do you all do?", Mary asks Lisa and me.

"We work for a small consulting company that provides services to small cities and towns," I answer, "I help them improve their fiscal management, especially for towns that have grown quickly. Lisa does neighborhood revitalization plans. She is REALLY good at it. And Javi helps build citizen engagement. It was a new role that Marty, our boss, created just for Javi."

"Michelle, who specializes in PR, is the fourth of our cohort that Marty hired right out of college a few years ago," Lisa adds. "We all just got a big promotion and he sees us as the next generation. He wants Audrey to take over as president when he retires. I am still only twenty three, so you and I are not very far apart in age. It some ways, it seems like my senior year was just a few weeks ago. Or a lifetime ago."

Mary seems entranced with the three of us. In some ways, we are different visions, all positive in her eyes, of what she could be in a few years. I was more driven than I think she is, but I would have loved having a lunch like this heading into my senior year. I think Lisa and I will probably take her under our wings for the next year. And I hope into our beds.

The four of us have a nice chat for the rest of the meal. We say goodbye to Mary in the parking lot. I explain that Lisa and I are both away next weekend, but she is welcome to come to our next spa day, probably sometime next month. She is enthusiastic about that. Lisa says maybe Ethan and her can come over to the condo sometime for dinner. "But no special entertainment," she adds, glaring at me again.

We each give her a hug and she is off. Maria follows Lisa back to her condo. I walk straight up to my apartment from the condo parking lot as Lisa and Maria head into the condo. "I will be back around 5:30 for dinner," I say as I head up the street.

"How was your girls' day?" Tim calls from the second bedroom. I bet he is gaming now. I head in to chat with him, sitting on the bed in there while he sits in the chair at the desk, his game now paused.

"The spa is always nice. But it was interesting talking more to Mary. She is a rising senior in college. I think she was taken with all three of us."

"Three?"

"Javi's wife, Maria, was there. I told you about her, Lisa is over there drawing her right now."

"That's right, I forgot she was coming to lunch with you."

"But Mary was really excited to be included with a group of women just a few years older but over the hurdle she is facing. You know, moving from being a college student to having to adult. It is a scary and exciting time. And she saw us as three possible outcomes: artist, model, mother. And all happy and successful. I think Lisa and I will take her under our wing.

"We also talked some about our sex lives. Lisa was a little grumpy about how open I was. Mary was intrigued, probably would like to join in our group, although that was not discussed. I think we should think about whether we ever want to allow others to join us."

Tim looks at me like I am trouble.

"She's real nice and she's cute. She is the one in the real sexy picture Lisa drew. I will get Lisa to show you the pictures from Sunday of her in the nude. You will be more interested then. She doesn't have big boobs for you like Lisa does, but she is real cute. And Alan and Lisa kind of let the other Mary in the group when she is around. I wonder when she will be up next.

"I will let you get back to your game. I am going to check in on work real quickly and then lie down and read until it's time for dinner. Feel free to interrupt me if you want company."

Nothing to worry with at work, although I do send a couple of e-mails to make Monday easier. I read until it's time to head over. Tim spends the whole time engrossed in his game. When we get to the condo, Maria is still there. She says, "Oh, this is obviously Tim. I recognize you from Lisa's picture. Although Audrey says the best part of you wasn't in the picture."

Tim turns bright red.

Then she says, "Let me show you my picture. Lisa drew me beautifully."

She does look beautiful in the drawing. She is lying on her side, propped up on an elbow with her other hand subtly hiding her pussy from view. From my untrained eye, it is Lisa's best drawing yet.

"It took me three and a half hours and I still have to finish some of the background details."

"I need to hurry now to get my dress on for dinner with Marty. Javi is probably getting worried."

Lisa gets a big hug from Maria and then she gives me a quick one too and is gone.

"Do you tell every one you meet about my cock?" Tim says, sounding a bit grumpy.

"Just the women. The guys don't want to hear it."

Not the brightest tack I could have taken here, I think to myself as I hear my words come out.

"You should be proud of the way she talks about you. And it's not just your size. She loves to brag about you," Lisa says.

God bless her. Tim now looks not just more comfortable, but a little puffed up. His ego needs a lot of stroking right now.

We are soon sitting down to another delicious Alan meal, this time with a Mediterranean, middle-eastern thrust: braised beef with some spicing I don't recognize with couscous as the side, after an appetizer of carrot soup, which didn't taste like carrots at all. Alan says it has cinnamon and ginger and curry and harissa seasonings in it. I have never tasted anything like it. It is a bit spicy, but not burning and had a lot of flavor. He says he did make chocolate mousse this week, for dessert after the movie.

While Lisa and I are cleaning up after dinner, she whispers to me, "I haven't warned Alan about our pre-show. He is in for a big surprise."

Tim and I sit in the two chairs, while Alan and Lisa get the couch. Alan is about to start the movie when Lisa says, "Audrey and I have something to do first. Just sit here. And don't worry, dear, you will get a turn."

We change up our usual kiss and strip routine a bit. I start standing behind Lisa. I reach around her, playing with her tit for a minute before taking her blouse and bra off. I now fondle her naked boobs some more and then slide a hand into her slacks. She unbuttons the slacks and I push them down. My arm now reaches across her belly, with my hand in her pussy. My second hand reaches around her ass to access her crotch from behind. Her moaning is starting to get desperate, so I stop and turn her to face me and give her a passionate kiss.

She then spins me around and replays the same actions to me. Once my blouse is off, I can feel her naked breasts squeezing against me. She almost waits too long to turn me back around.

We kiss one more time and then walk together towards Tim, I reach down and unbuckle his pants while she kisses him and he fondles her boobs. She pulls away from him and we both kneel down. We kiss each other first and then we put a tongue on each side of Big Ben and slide up in unison. Tim is now moaning. We take turns slowly playing with the top of his cock, taking it in our mouths and licking it. The variation of the two techniques is getting to him. I break off and Lisa takes him more fully in her mouth as I stand up and start kissing him. I glance down as I feel him about to cum. Lisa no longer has him in her mouth; she has her tits wrapped around his cock and he is thrusting and groaning. I break off the kiss he is no longer able to concentrate on. I watch him erupt over the top of her breasts, half a dozen white streaks oozing down.

I give Tim one more kiss, say "I love you", then turn Lisa sideways to Tim as I lean down and lick each of the streaks off her boobs. Tim groans in excitement as he watches me.

We kiss again and then head over to Alan, where I give him a kiss while she takes his pants off, made more difficult by his rock hard erection. He has a pretty good idea what he is about to get. We give him the same two girl blow job. It is not long before Lisa has to go up to kiss him, while I engulf his cock. I let him shoot his cum straight down my throat, no intermediary breast delivery this time. She drops from kissing him to snuggling against him and I go back and sit down next to Tim. The guys still have their shirts on, the only garments being worn in the condo as the movie starts.

Tim has chosen a move called 'Barbarella', a goofy, very mod sixties sex romp sci fi movie starring Jane Fonda. It is pretty ridiculous and, to be honest, just bad. It does show her floating nude and weightless in the opening scene, which was kind of fun. She ends up defeating the bad guy named Duran Duran -- I ask if that is where the band name came from and Tim and Alan both answer yes -- by having too many orgasms for his machine to handle. I did miss part of the movie when Tim got me off with his hand. Alan got Lisa off shortly after that, which also distracted me.

After the movie, I lie on the floor in front of the couch. Tim tongues me to another orgasm and then he fucks me in missionary while Alan and Lisa watch. Tim does reach down to help me finish, which I am really getting to love.

Then Lisa climbs on Alan, facing him as he fucks her. She had told me how good it was watching Alan fuck me when they were on the floor looking up at us. It's why I had chosen to fuck on the floor today. I think she realized this and gave us the optimal view. And I must say she was right; it is definitely the ideal way to watch your best friends fuck.

After snuggling with Alan for a few post-coital minutes, Lisa announces that she wants her naked tea and chocolate mousse.

"The men are not yet properly dressed for naked tea," I announce authoritatively.

Tim starts taking his shirt off and immediately I start playing with his chest.

"Give me a few more minutes before you try to start something, okay? I'm only human."

I pout a little and then give him a peck on the cheek and head into my normal seat at the kitchen table. Soon, all four of us are enjoying our mousse and tea and decompressing.

"That's what I had thought Tim was going to pick. He did give me a heads up while you ladies were being pampered so I could have it ready to show. I just wasn't expecting a performance before hand," Alan says, "Not that I am complaining in the least."

Lisa speaks up, "If any one has a reason to complain, it's me. Audrey got spit roasted a couple of weeks ago and you both had two women pleasuring you. But I have never had the attention of two men at once. Unlike my last complaint, I am not asking for it now. Just registering my unfair treatment for future consideration."

I jump on, "Sometime, also not tonight, I would like to try a double penetration, which I know neither Lisa nor I have ever experienced. The thought of anything in my ass with Tim in my cunt is scary, but exciting too. The logistics is trickier than tonight's were. You special flowers can't perform on demand over and over again, so we can't have you handle the two of us back to back like we could take care of you two tonight. Which means one of us gets left hanging for a while, maybe days."

"I might be interested, but I think I am ten times as scared by that idea as you are. I have no problem with you going first. But don't we have to see if our studs are willing to?"

"I don't want to be relegated to being an anal specialist, but I am willing to try it sometime. Not tonight for sure," Alan says.

"I think I am not ready for us to be sharing each other this much yet. As much as I enjoyed fucking Lisa last week. As I say that, I get to fuck both of you while he gets the shitty end. Thinking about what Audrey looked like while Alan was in her ass. I would like to be in her pussy while she looked like that. And then I get to fuck Lisa too? I guess I am in, but give me a week or two."

"It's not going to happen tonight and we are both away next weekend, so it is going to be a couple of weeks from now," Lisa says, "I can't believe we are planning this, but it sounds like it is a go for sometime in September."

Lisa gets up and gives both Tim and me good night hugs. She actually reaches down and gives the tip of Tim's cock a good night kiss too. Alan gives me a good night hug and turns to Tim and says, "Your cock is not getting a good night kiss from me. Live with it." and follows Lisa into the bedroom.

I don't think Alan's cock is up to being much use for her pleasure tonight. The way she looked when she left, I bet she is going to be putting a demand on his tongue.

I turn to Tim and say, "Shall we retire to our own pleasure room or are you hoping she will come back and do more than a quick kiss to the tip?"

Tim blushes and heads back with me. His reaction lets me know he was fantasizing about her doing more with him right then and there.

I think abut teasing him about it, but I decide it's better to let it go. He is still pretty fragile and feeling guilt about last Sunday.

By the time we are getting really into it, I can hear some pretty serious moans coming from Lisa in the next room. Shortly after we hear her climax, Tim's tongue brings me to a good moaning climax. I make sure to make enough noise to be heard. She is probably doing the same for me.

I can hear her starting back up again, I am guessing still on Alan's tongue. I have hope for making use of Big Ben. And by the time Lisa's shrieks for her second orgasm, Tim is in fact thrusting into me, as we both grunt loudly enough to be heard. After a satisfying (and noisy) orgasm, we fall asleep against each other.

I wake him in the morning with my mouth on his cock and then proceed to ride him to another nice (and still noisy) orgasm. Last night, in doggie style, I reached down early and timed our orgasms pretty well. This morning, he reaches down; we climax almost in perfect synchrony.

After a moment of post-coital cuddling, he goes in to take his shower and I throw on my tee for my walk to the kitchen with my bestie, who appears, on cue in the hallway in her kimono. Alan has a cup of coffee ready for each of us. And Lisa has a big hug and kiss for him. She seems especially friendly with him this morning.

I enjoy being ogled by the two of them, spreading my legs wider than usual to entice their views. I missed my morning show off time last week with Tim's implosion. When he appears, fully dressed, I close my legs back to normal, but I am not trying to be as discrete as I was at breakfast last Sunday. And Alan and Lisa are not avoiding looking like they were last Sunday.

Alan announces, "It's waffles this morning, along with bacon, fresh fruit and a new addition to my repertoire, stuffed popovers. I seemed to have gotten a complaint about my limited menu."

Tim looks down, bashfully.

"What are popovers and what are they stuffed with," I ask.

"I was going to ask the same thing," Lisa says.

"A popover is like a cross between a dinner roll and a balloon. Remember Lisa, we had them at Acadia three years ago. You liked them," Alan says.

"Oh, those rolls. Yeah, they are yummy," Lisa says, remembering now.

"Well, the inside is mostly hollow, so I break them open and fill them with scrambled eggs and cheese. You can add other things too, but I am trying the simple form this morning. I made four popovers, so we can each have one. How many waffles do people want with them?"

Soon, we are having yet another delicious Alan meal and even grumpy pants can't complain that we always eat the same thing.

Alan asks me if I am excited for my modeling this afternoon.

"I can nearly sit still waiting for it. If I think much about it, I won't be able to sit still. Thinking of models, would we ever see expanding our group? I am not ready to invite her in yet, but Mary has potential. Lisa's model, not Frank's ex, who is already kind of in the group I guess. Oh, Lisa, can you show Tim your drawings from last week's class?"

She gets up and grabs her sketch book and turns to the drawings.

"The last one is the one you will want to see, although by some accounts, I should restrict its viewership unless I am ready to move to a new position as our standard."

Alan blushes at that comment. Tim is just about drooling when he looks at the picture of Mary from behind.

"Now wouldn't you want to have live access to that view?" I ask Tim rhetorically, "But seriously, is this just between the four of us or are we open to eventual inclusions?"

"I want to invite Mary and her boyfriend over for dinner sometime in September -- just dinner, Audrey -- and then we can see what we think," Lisa says, "You two have never met her, but I have the same feel as Audrey does. I can easily imagine her being in the group."

"Do we have an optimal size for our group?" Alan asks, "A maximum size? I expect each change in size is going to change the dynamic. Adding couples only? Or single females like Mary the first? I could imagine having just the two couples plus a visiting couple sometimes. Lisa and I had our weekend with Mary the first. What if she gets a boyfriend and they both want to participate? There are endless questions and endless pitfalls."

"I am barely coping with sharing with the two of you. I am not ready for anyone else, at least no more males," Tim says firmly.

"So a definite no for now. Let's not think about it again until after we have all met Mary and Ethan," Lisa says.

"Can I just fantasize about Mary until then?" I quip. Lisa shakes her head sternly at me. Spoil sport.

After a moment of quiet, Tim pipes up, "On a completely different note, I got fifty applications in this week."

He has real pride in his voice. Lisa says, "Way to go, Tim!".

Alan comes around the table and gives Tim a high five.

"And I am getting my dream day, going to Star Trek Experience Wednesday with Audrey. She has almost finished your entire list of episodes in preparation. I am as excited about that as I was to fuck Lisa last week. Maybe even more. Sorry, Lisa."

Alan asks, "Have you decided what you are going to use for poses this afternoon, Audrey?"

"I am going to use a lot of the ones Mary did. I will definitely start by sitting in the chair looking at the center of the class, with my knees closed. It seems like a good safe starting point. After that I am still deciding, but I will just pick Mary's poses if nothing else seems better at the moment."

"Ghost?" Alan asks Tim.

Tim is already on his way, when Lisa calls Alan back. Out of hearing of Tim, but not me.

"I need to get fucked before I go to class. If you aren't going to do it, I will have to go in there and seduce Tim. I will clean up from breakfast then I expect to see some cock in on my bed. Right now, I am not choosy about whose."

Alan goes back to talk to Tim for a minute while Lisa starts cleaning up. I come over to help her and say, "Way to be assertive. I am somewhat at the same point, but I don't want Tim's cum dripping out of me up on stage. I am going to go take my shower now and probably get myself off again while I'm in there. But if I can be of service, just let me know."

"I would love to hear how Alan explains this to Tim," Lisa says.

I laugh.

When I get out of the shower, I can hear grunting and moaning from the next room. By the time I am dressed, it sounds like she got what she needed, and it was a good one.

I sit out at the kitchen table trying not to get too nervous and excited while waiting for Lisa. When she comes out, we grab Tim and head to the class.

Anne is excited to see me. She also recognizes Tim from his picture. "Can I put you in for four weeks from now?"

"I am still thinking about it."

"Audrey, any last questions?"

"Any suggestions for my stomach flip-flopping a million times a second?"

"Just remember to breathe. You will be fine once you are up there. Do you know what poses you are going to do?"

"Mostly the same as Mary did last week."

"Once you are in your robe, just come up behind me. I am not lecturing for any real time today. You can have an extra pose or make each of the poses longer."

"I guess I will try longer poses."

"The students will get better pictures, but it can be hard to hold the poses longer."

Anne starts to talk to Lisa about her work during the week, so I walk with Tim to the back of the room and show him where to sit. "I need to go get undressed now. I probably won't be able to talk to you until the break in a little over an hour. Ask Lisa if you need anything."

I head back to the bathroom and take off my clothes and put on my robe. It is not that much more modest than one of the tee shirts I wear at breakfast. I set my bag with my clothes next to Tim and then walk up behind Anne, who has just gotten up on the low platform I will be modeling.

Anne calls the students to their places and introduces me. She also mentions Tim as my fiancé and a possible future model.

I drop my robe and take my first pose, sitting in the chair facing the center of the class. The twelve students plus Anne are wrapped around in a semi-circle around the platform. Lisa is most the way to my right as I face the class. As I had planned, I keep my knees closed in this pose to make it easy on me.

I really want to move by the time Anne calls time. It is a lot of work to stay still even for these twelve minute poses. For my second pose, I stand facing almost straight at Lisa. But I intentionally pick a point over her shoulder, not to be looking at her. I have my right leg slightly forward of my left, with most of my weight on my right. My left hand is on my left hip, but my right hand is back on the back of the chair slightly behind me. This both gives me some balance and twists my body in what I hope will be an interesting position.

I spend a little more time wiggling out my arms and stepping up and down with each leg before taking my next pose. I bend over once to stretch my back, which I am sure gave the people on my left a good view.

For my third pose, I am back to the center of the audience with my left knee on the chair and my right leg standing on the ground. My left arm is on the back of the chair, helping hold me in place. My right arm is behind my head, holding up some of the curls of my hair. The arm like that was a mistake. It is getting sore before time is called and it is starting to shake a bit. Anne says to me, "You can drop that arm if you need to."

I take her up on that. About two minutes later she calls time. I spend most of my break rubbing the upper arm muscle that was getting so sore.

I go back to sitting for my last short pose. I sit sideways on the chair, facing the left of the class. I hand my backside off the side of the chair. I bet people on Lisa's side can see my labia hanging down. My left arm is again keeping me balanced, with my forearm running along the back of the chair and my hand grasping the corner of the back. My poor sore right arm is across my lap, resting.

When Anne calls time and announces a half hour break, I stand up and put my robe back on. I walk back to the back to talk to Tim.

"What do you think?"

"This was fucking amazing. No wonder you were so excited last week. I can't wait to see what pictures people have drawn. Tell Anne I am sold on doing this too."

Anne is wandering around looking at the work thus far. I wave her back towards me. When she arrives, she asks, "Is your arm okay? That was a great pose to draw but killer on the model."

"I know that now. I will go easy on that arm for the rest of the night, especially with the longer poses. Tim wanted to tell you that he will model for the class. You said in four weeks, right?"

"Yes and then I probably need to get either you or Mary back for the last week. I need to talk to Tim for a minute and then I have something I want to ask both of you."

I walk back towards Lisa for a minute, but I can hear what she is saying.

"You really don't want to get an erection while you are up there, even if I understand your erections are a wonder of nature. So you need to take care of yourself before you get here. If need be, you can take care of yourself again at break. Do you understand?"

Tim nods and she waves me back. "I am not sure if Lisa told you about this, but when possible, we add an unofficial extra week to the schedule for a 'special modeling'. The Art League doesn't officially know about this extra week for their own protection. We bring in two models and have them take 'special poses', explicit ones. We don't get to do this every year and we haven't had a male as one of the models since before covid. It will be a smaller set of students, probably something like eight of us, counting me. You get paid double each, so $600 for the pair of you. Lisa indicated you might be interested, so I have to ask. I don't need a decision tonight and you probably should wait to commit until after Tim has modeled."

"We should wait to make it official, but I would be shocked if we didn't do it," I say.

Tim nods his head enthusiastically.

"By the way," I ask Anne, "Is it okay if my second half poses are considerably less modest? No touching myself or anything like that, but knees not together either."

"Sure."

I reach over and give Tim a big hug and a deep kiss as Anne walks away, quite happy.

She calls ten minutes and I stretch out a bit more. I think I will enjoy the second half more, even if the poses are longer.

For my first pose, I sit on the chair somewhat sideways again, sitting squarely on the chair instead of hanging off the other side. This time my legs are spread as far apart as I think can stay comfortable for twenty five minutes. My left elbow is on the chair back and my weight is slightly back towards it. My right hand is resting on the top of my right thigh. Half the class, including Anne, now has a clear view of my wide open pussy. I can feel myself getting wet as I think about six pairs of eyes staring at my open labia.

Fortunately, this is a comfortable position, because twenty five minutes is a long time to stay still. When time is called, I walk around stage for a couple of minutes wriggling my arms. I stretch my back backwards, which makes my tits stand up and out.

When she calls next pose. I face away from the center of the class. I put both knees up on the seat of the chair, spreading them as far apart as I can and still have them comfortably on the chair, Both my fore arms lie across the back of the chair, one on top of the other. I rest some of my weight on them, with my boobs resting on the back of them and hanging down behind the chair. My bottom is out and back as much as it can be comfortably. That should give much of the class a different view of my pussy, now combined with my ass.

My arms are feeling squashed a bit with the weight on them by the end of the twenty five minutes, but it otherwise was reasonably comfortable.

The last pose is optimized for people near Lisa, who mostly got left out of the first two long poses. It's almost the reverse of my first long pose, with me sitting on the chair, facing Lisa, still with one leg on the floor in front of the chair. This time, however, my right foot is on the seat, the knee against the back of the chair, spreading my pussy even wider. My right hand is pulling me up, pressing my right breast against my thigh.

While I expect this is a good pose to draw, I am killing my right arm again, which is getting very tired of holding me up. I make it the full twenty five minutes, but I start rubbing my upper arm as soon as time is called. While I am still recovering, Anne makes the usual announcements, "Everyone show your appreciation for Audrey" -- I get a nice round of applause, which does feel good -- and "Please let Audrey see your drawings. Tim will be coming around with her, and you will be seeing Tim as our model in four weeks. Remember no class next week for labor day weekend."

Anne walks around with the two of us. Lisa and Anne are definitely the best two and, to my untrained eye, I think Lisa might be better. Her body shapes somehow look more realistic. She did say she was working on that while in the hotel. Anne notices as well and is very impressed.

Every single student drew at least one close up of my pussy. Your average porn site does not offer this many pussies in bloom.

I go back and change while Lisa, Tim, and Anne chat. All three look happy with the afternoon when I get back. I did not bother with putting any undergarments back on.

On the way to the car, I tell Lisa that we are both riding in the back. And I tell Tim he absolutely has to get me off on the way home. With his hand is fine.

As soon as I am in the car, I slide my pants off and spread my legs. It only takes Tim and his hand about two minutes to bring me immediate relief. I only have to scold Lisa twice to keep her eyes on the road, not watching me in the rearview mirror. As soon as I am recovered, I ask Lisa to please drop us off at our apartment; I don't feel like walking the two blocks in this shirt without a bra on.

"Carpool tomorrow?" Lisa asks.

"I'll be over around 8:30," I reply.

When we get to our apartment, I pull my shorts back on and Tim and I walk up to our apartment arm in arm. I shed my shorts the instant I am in the door. I want to feed my exhibitionism, even if just for Tim this evening. I would strip naked, but I am about to grill some chicken and spattering oil hurts on bare skin. I can lose my shirt once dinner is made.

Tim asks if he can have some relief too. He was expecting a blow job or maybe a hand job, but I push him back in a chair and we fuck. Now I am ready to cook dinner -- food is finally my primary unfilled hunger. We have grilled chicken, plain rice and some frozen veggies, not gourmet but an easy, quick meal. I do lose my shirt before eating and Tim has never pulled any pants back on after our quick appetizer in the chair.

Tim and I clean up together, having to take kissing breaks regularly. I get Tim to take off his shirt. Snuggling on the couch fully skin on skin is a wonderful feeling. We decide to watch the next movie, 2001. Tim warns me it is very psychedelic 60's.

I enjoy about the first half to two thirds of it, but the very end is too weird, too psychedelic, and just plain boring. I spend most of the time during that playing with Tim's chest, which has the strange mixture of annoying him, because he wants me to watch the movie. and arousing him, not wanting me to stop.

After the movie, I ask Tim what the fuck the end was about and he explains it, more or less. Although parts of it were beautiful and some parts were interesting and the interplay with HAL was good. I didn't like the movie. Tim pointed how much better the effects were than the three movie we just watched, including Barbarella, which were all made within twelve years of this. I have to admit it is an enormous difference. 2001 felt like a modern movie until the director dropped acid, rather than something ridiculously outdated like the others were. He also pointed out it was the same director as 'Eyes Wide Shut', which I do like. I guess this one just had too little skin for my taste.

We go to bed once we finish discussing the movie and have another good sex session. I cum twice, once on his tongue and once with him taking me doggie. He was sitting straight in the back, so he got the nice view of my ass and pussy in my next to last pose.

He wakes up when I do, we kiss for a while, but he is still pretty shot from having sex three times yesterday, so we settle with just kissing. He lounges in bed while I get up, shower, get dressed and eat some breakfast. He gets up to give me a hug, still stark naked, just before I go out the door.

Alan is already gone when I get to their condo, but at least Lisa is up, but not yet dressed. I get my morning entertainment as I watch those big tits and her cute ass until they are all covered up. She grabs some of the food Alan left her, giving me some too. I have a second cup of coffee with her as well.

Lisa says, "Anne thinks Javi's mom has a pretty good shot at getting into the exhibition, if she can find a painting that fits their sense of erotic. Anne is now exchanging e-mails with her directly, trying to help her find a painting. She says the quality is just barely good enough, but the lure of possibly discovering the next great folk artist is very real for them. And for Anne, too, who will get some serious cred in the community for helping discover her. Javi is going to be so excited if this happens. It might also help Michelle with pitching the story of Javi if his mom becomes a newly discovered artist."

"I am curious what Michelle has to tell you today about her weekend. And we need to hear from Javi about how the dinner with Marty went Saturday night."

"So a good gossip day even if nothing of real importance work wise."

"Yeah, the perfect day at work."

I see Michelle go for another walk with Lisa. Not too much later, Javi comes into my office. "We had such a good time at dinner. Maria looked so beautiful in her new dress. And Marty and Maria got along so well. And he kept saying nice things about me and my work, which just made Maria glow. She was elated by the time we left. I didn't get to sleep until the wee hours of the morning on Sunday."

He is beaming at the last comment. I'm pretty sure they went to bed right after dinner, just not for sleeping. I am happy he is starting to relax and open up a bit around Lisa and me. I think this was part of Marty's plan in promoting all four of us together. I wonder if the partners, stuffy as some of them can be, are much more relaxed and open around each other.

A few minutes later, Michelle and Lisa return from their walk. Michelle looks pretty happy.

I manage to get a reasonable amount of work done before lunch. At lunch, I finally hear the gossip about Michelle. Michelle and her lesbian lover spent last night together. It's the first time Michelle had ever been intimate with a woman. She now believes she was lesbian all the time and her interest in guys was only half hearted and that was what turned them off. But now she is really turned on and can't wait to see her girl friend tonight.

If this doesn't flame out quickly, Marty will be taking the pair of them out early this fall. I wonder how much experience he was with non-bisexual lesbian women.

I start to tell Lisa what Javi told me, but apparently I missed Javi telling her too. I guess he doesn't understand he only has to tell one of us something. Or he just wanted to tell each of us himself.

The afternoon flies by and soon Lisa is driving us back. We agree to me coming over again at 8:30. I have her drop me off at my apartment so I get a chance to see Tim. He says excitedly to me, just before he leaves, "I think we can make your DP happen Wednesday. I will explain when I get back."

It was good to see him excited.

I change into my relaxed tee and then make myself a salad with the leftover grilled chicken, which he seems to have left me this time. I have a glass of white wine with it and, after checking in with my work e-mail, I settle onto the bed to read my current dirty book.

Tim is still excited when he gets home and happy to see me in my tee. We hug and kiss, then he sits down turned sideways to the table again. Once again I sit beside him with my chair turned towards him. I spread my legs, fully flashing my pussy at him while he talks.

"I decided that I was interested in your DP idea. For both you and Lisa, when she is ready."

"What made you change your mind?" I ask him.

"I, um, did some research."

"Research?"

"Okay, I watched several porn videos with dp's in them," he says, somewhat sheepishly and blushing. "But I did put in my twelve job applications first."

He now sounds more excited again, rattling off his plan, "I figured out if we leave for the experience at 8:30 on Wednesday and eat a quick lunch while we are there, we still get four hours at the experience and then we could meet Alan and Lisa for dinner and then go over to their place for the event. What do you think?"

"Sounds like a good plan. I will check with Lisa in the morning, but I expect we can make it work."

"I have a plan for us before then. I know you are a little afraid of fitting everything in and so how about if we try fucking tonight with the butt plug in to try. Then I figure you will need tomorrow off as a rest day."

"You really have been thinking about this, haven't you. This is the most planning I have ever seen you do."

"Those videos really were hot. I was motivated."

"Do you want to put the butt plug in me or should I?"

"I want to do it. Alan got to put it in you, but I never have."

"Okay, let's go in the bedroom and you can put it in me. Then you have to get me off with your tongue at least once to get me good and ready for this."

He enjoys pushing the butt plug in. It's the first time he has put anything more than his finger into a women's ass.

I then enjoy his tongue. Twice.

It's finally time and I have him lay down and I slowly impale myself on his cock. This is so tight, it is bordering on excruciatingly painful. But at the same time, it feels so good. Had he been any larger -- do they come larger? -- or if it had been a bigger butt plug, I don't think I could have handled both.

Once he is fully in, I sit there for a moment feeling fuller than I ever have. Then I slowly start rocking back and forth. Oh my god this feels so fucking good I can't believe it. I am slowly ramping up my speed when it comes over me out of the blue, I am quivering all over, just saying "Oh My God, Oh My God." over and over again.

I feel Tim start to pump into me and I am still cumming. I feel him stop and I am still cumming. After another thirty seconds or so I am done and I collapse on him.

After a minute or two of lying motionless on his chest, I pick myself up enough to kiss Tim and say, "That was a real big one, in case you didn't notice. And an odd time for my Catholic upbringing to rear its ugly head."

Tim laughs, gives me a big hug, and says, "God, I love you so much, How am I so lucky?"

We kiss deeply, only interrupted when his dwindling member finally slides out of me. I sigh, a mixture of contentment and longing for its return. I sit up and pull out the plug.

I lay beside him, my head on his chest and my arm on his stomach. As I fall asleep, I think that he was right, there is no eff-ing way anything is going in my pussy tomorrow.

Tim barely stirs when I climb out of bed for my shower. When I am ready to leave, he is still asleep in bed, so I go back into the bedroom and give him a kiss on the cheek. He wraps an arm around my back, squishing my belly against his face, mumbles something about a good day, and rolls over back to sleep.

I walk over to Lisa's apartment, feeling pretty good about life.

It must be my day for sleepy lovers in bed. I have to wake Lisa up again. I grab a cup of the coffee that Alan had ready brewed and bring it in. She sits up in bed, her beautiful big boobs exposed as she starts to drink the coffee. I do rub her cute ass as she walks by towards the shower and then I go sit at their kitchen table while I wait for her to come out, which doesn't take long. I have already poured myself a cup of coffee and helped myself to some of the breakfast Alan left for her. I think he knows to put out enough for both of us these days.

I say, "Tim wants to try the DP in me tomorrow evening. What do you think?"

"Alan and I have a meeting with a lawyer at 5:30, can we work around that?"

"Yeah, Tim's plan has us meeting somewhere for dinner at 7, will your meeting be done in time for that?"

"God, I sure hope so. We are starting on the formalities of creating the foundation that will give away most of the money Alan will be getting. So what got Tim so amped up about this. And we should probably continue this conversation in the car now, so we can get to work."

Once in the car, I resume, "Tim planned this all out -- I know can you believe Tim planning something out. He said he did research on DP yesterday, meaning he watched a bunch of DP action on pornos all afternoon. He did make sure I understood he got his daily job applications in first. But he worked out a schedule that got us back here at seven after spending four hours at the Star Trek Experience. And he figured out that we needed to make a test last night, so he fucked me with the butt plug in."

"How did that go?"

"It was almost too much, but I came so hard. Oh my god, it was amazing. Maybe my biggest orgasm ever. I am getting wet right now just remembering it. But he also had planned that today would be a rest day for me. I suspect Thursday is going to be another one as well. Anyway, do you think you two would be up for it? Even more than I want to do it, I want to reward Tim for planning this out."

"Let me text Alan when we get to work and we can finalize plans at lunch."

The morning is productive and flies by. I had not even realized it was lunch time when Lisa grabs me and we walk over.

"Alan says it's a go. We will meet you at Rick's at 7PM then head back to our place for the festivities."

I pull out my phone and text set for tomorrow night thenRicks at 7 then DP

We are now at the lounge and we wait to be left alone at our table to continue our conversation. As soon as the waiter is gone, Lisa starts back up, "I figured out how to make this work for me tomorrow. I get to be the opening act. Alan gets me off with his tongue while Tim plays with my tits. Then they swap and I get off a second time. Then they both get to fuck you, in different holes, at the same time. I think everyone wins."

"I can live with this plan. I know Tim won't complain about molesting your boobs for a while. Or eating you out for that matter."

"I also had another talk with Michelle this morning. Our daily walks are becoming one of my major sources of exercise. I will have to go to the gym tomorrow morning when we aren't carpooling. Anyway, she spent the night with her new girlfriend again. She wanted sex tips from me. I said I had only been with two women in the last five years and she should just do what her girlfriend seems to like. And to talk to her about it. And then she put two and two together and asked if we were lovers. I didn't say anything, but I didn't have to. So she knows that now."

"Maria may not have realized yet, but it wouldn't be hard for her to piece that together from what she has already surmised. So we can assume Javi will know soon too," I say, "So not much of a secret, huh."

"We are becoming one big happy family, all knowing each other's secret faces as well."

We chitchat the rest of lunch and then the afternoon flies by and soon it is time to head home. Lisa drops me off at the apartment, wishing me a fun day tomorrow, until we meet for dinner.

As I walk in the apartment, it smells good. Tim comes over gives me a big hug and a kiss, and starts babbling at me. He hasn't had anyone to talk to all day.

"I made a pot roast today. I hope it came out okay. And I got thirteen applications in today. And I started a project this afternoon, but I won't bore you with all the tech stuff."

I go back and change into a tee and sweat pants -- I am trying to keep him out of my pussy tonight, so just the tee was not a good idea.

When I come back, we sit down to dinner. It's not the best meal I have ever had, but it is more than edible. And it really is made with love and caring, and that makes it special. I explain Lisa's plan for getting something out of tomorrow night. He sounds excited about that part of the night, too.

"But what is this project?" I ask.

"A bunch of the jobs I saw want React Native, which I have never used, so I decided to build a little app."

Seeing my confusion, he clarifies, "React native is a way to program apps that will run on a desktop or on a phone. I just built a tiny little one today that can keep track of what we still have to watch on Alan's list. I set up a little free server on AWS for it to talk to. I can install it on your phone if you want it."

"Sure," I answer, not really positive what I just signed up for.

He asks for my phone and takes it back to his computer and when he comes back, it has a new app on it. It has two pages that I can swipe back and forth between, one has the movies from Alan's list. The other has the Star Trek episodes. The ones we have already watched are italicized.

"I am going to add the other series Thursday, I didn't quite have time for that today. Oh, now hold down your finger on the episode 'Parallels'. See how the options pop up, select Watched and it changes to watched. And see, if I bring out my phone, it is marked as watched here too. That's what the AWS server does. It lets the two phones share that information."

This is actually kind of cool. And he did it all this afternoon. Around cooking dinner.

"Could you build us a shared shopping list like this. That would be really useful."

"Yeah, that wouldn't be very different from what this was. I would just need to support arbitrary strings instead of a preset list of options. I could add a page for each kind of store. And ..."

He is lost in techno-babble for a while. It's actually really good to see him like this. When we first were together, he would try to explain the tech to me, without much success. But he enjoyed it. But he seemed never to do that over the last month. I think problems at his old job really were eating at him.

I interrupt him, saying, "Hey, Mr Gadget. I will help you clean up from dinner and then we should actually watch the episode I just marked as watched. And ..."

I pause for a minute to look at my phone, "We have three more episodes to watch after that. And we should get to bed at a reasonable time since we can't laze about in bed tomorrow. Things to do, holes of mine to be filled."

I start taking dishes over to the sink while Tim dives into the serious cleaning. Each day he is destroying the kitchen a little less when he cooks. I put the left over pot roast into a container and put that into the fridge for his lunch Thursday and Friday. Another good job of planning ahead by him.

When we have finished cleaning up, I give him a kiss and say, "Thank you for making me a yummy dinner tonight."

"You and I both know that was a pretty mediocre pot roast. But thank you for the compliment."

"It was made with love and that's what made it so yummy. Now let's go watch some Star Trek."

The first episode was about Worf being caught between different versions of himself. I liked him and Troi as a couple. They almost feel like Tim and me. The next episode is the series finale and is really well done. It obviously referenced a bunch of episodes I haven't seen yet. I like Picard and Beverly as friendly exes. I had heard about Q, but this is the first episode I have seen him in. Not a big fan.

We finish up our watching the two episodes Alan added because he thought I would like them. Both of them involve beautiful conniving women that Picard has to overcome in some way. I will have to give Alan grief; I am sure at some level he sees that as himself versus me. He was right about one thing, even though they are both corny, I do enjoy them.

We go to bed right after those are over. I remind him it is a rest night for me. I can see he wanted to do something, so I give him a blowjob and then we snuggle in bed before falling asleep.

I cook us a full breakfast while Tim is showering. We eat together and then I get dressed while he cleans up. I skip my usual shower this morning. I am hoping to get back in time to shower before dinner.

The drive is actually a nice time to talk. Tim is in a really good mood. We talk about options for the wedding as planned and what to do if we need to trim it down. We talk about trips we would like to take together. He wants to go to Tokyo. I want to do a river cruise in Europe. We both want to do a nude beach, either in the Caribbean or on a Greek island. Hopefully, we will be able to do all of these.

The exhibit itself is an old warehouse store turned into a temporary museum that has all sorts of star trek memorabilia, including the full bridge from the series I was watching. A bunch of it is from other series or some of the movies that I don't really know very well. I would have been satisfied with about 15 minutes here, but Tim is in seventh heaven and I enjoy his glee if not the exhibit itself. We take a break and have a light lunch before going back for one last pass. Even Tim wears down on the exhibit before the four hours he had planned and we get back to the apartment a little after six. I take my shower now, making sure I am good and clean for tonight. I choose a sexy but not trashy outfit and we walk down to Rick's a little early.

Mike recognizes us by now and says that Alan and Lisa are not here yet, but we can be seated at our table if we want. We opt to be seated. A few minutes later Mike brings Alan and Lisa to our table. She is still in her work clothes.

"How was the Star Trek thing?" Alan asks.

"It was fabulous!" Tim exclaims. "This has been my dream day."

I roll my eyes at Lisa a bit. She tries not to laugh to give me away, needing to suddenly cough to stifle it.

Alan says, "But we have something more serious we need to ask you. Would either or both of you be interested in serving on our foundation board? It will pay a small stipend, but there is work involved."

"What would we have to do?" I ask.

"At the minimum, the foundation will get grant applications, basically people or organizations begging for money. We will divvy the requests up across board members and if you like any of the ones you read, you bring to the whole board and we decide who gets money. The board may also approve grant programs, where we announce what kinds of things we want to give money for," Alan answers. "And we would need to sign off that no one is embezzling money or something. I think I would ask you, Audrey, to be lead on that if you are on the board."

"How much money are we talking?" I ask. This has me getting into my work persona.

"For the board members, I am guessing the honoraria is like a few thousand dollars a year. Lisa and I will waive our honoraria. Oh, you mean how much will we give away? The exact amount depends on how the IPO goes and the kind of return that the investments get and such. I guess something like a few million a year."

"And who will be on the board?"

"Well Lisa and me for starters. And the lawyer, although he may or may not be a full voting member. And maybe the two of you. We might each ask one of our parents to be on it. Or maybe somebody like Marty or Graham. Usually public figures, but they work well. Maybe people from the arts or museums or something. We could ask Anne I guess. The lawyer says we probably want people that we feel will reflect our values. That's why the two of you are first on the list."

"I am certainly willing," I say.

"I guess me too, although I don't think I have as much to bring to the table," Tim says.

"You have a good heart and I trust your judgement, at least when you are not assaulting me," Lisa says.

Tim looks a bit despondent.

"I forgive you, but I do want you to remember this so you don't ever do that to me or any other woman ever again."

I decide Tim needs a change of topic and fast. I ask Alan, "Did Tim tell you about his natural reactive thing he built for us?"

Alan looks at me strangely and turns to then Tim.

"She means React Native." Tim says, clarifying.

"Yeah, that thing," I say while Alan is laughing.

"I built a little app yesterday afternoon to track which movies on your list we have watched. React Native seems to be on a lot of the wish lists for jobs. This was kind of a toy and it wouldn't scale. And I didn't really worry about any security. And the UX kind of sucks. But I now get the idea.

"I will apply for a bunch of the React Native jobs tomorrow and Friday while I keep working on getting more adept at it. I think I could handle an interview next week about it if I could get one."

"He is going to build us a shopping app too, so we can maintain a shared shopping list," I say.

"Actually, it should let us keep multiple lists. One for the grocery store and one for the home goods store. Whatever we want. And it will be able to keep track of recent things from the list, so you don't have to type as often. It will be a good second piece. And I will spend some time worrying about scaling on the server side. That one I might be able to talk about in an interview."

"Seems like a good plan and like you are doing all the right things. One of these applications is bound to turn up a job," Alan says.

Lisa and I talk about work, while the guys dive more into techie talk. Then we have a casual social chat for the rest of dinner.

"Are we ready for the great unknown, then?" Lisa asks, seeing is everyone is ready to go.

"To go where no two men have gone before, at least not at the same time," I respond.

"You are turning into a trekkie nerd," Lisa snaps back.

Tim just puts an arm around me beaming. He, at least, appreciated my bad joke.

"I think my turn is first tonight," Lisa announces when we get to the condo. "I don't want to lie on the floor and I want you to have access around, so I decided I will lie on the dining room table. It does have precedent. And I don't want to take my own clothes off, so gentlemen, if you will be so kind,"

Lisa stands next to the dining room table, her arms stretched loosely out. Tim starts unbuttoning her blouse, while Alan is working on her slacks. She is soon naked, with Tim molesting her tits while Alan has a hand in her pussy. She is starting to look excited, but she steps away from the two and climbs up on the table, lying on her back, arms over her head, legs spread.

"Time for phase two. And only one apiece, boys. No doubles or triples tonight."

Alan dives into licking her pussy while Tim is back to playing with her breasts. Lisa has her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of being pleased by two men at once. After a few minutes she is clearly getting close. At the last moment, Alan shoves a finger up her ass, pushing her over the edge and she enjoys a nice ride on the orgasm train. Behaving himself, Alan goes through his calm down cycle and switches places with Tim.

I have slipped out of my clothes while watching this. Having a second person licking her clit has her more excited. Alan is suckling one of her breasts and I start suckling on the other. She moans as she realizes she now has all three of us pleasuring her. Moments after that, she cums for her second time. I motion for Alan to go up to kiss her, while I swap places with Tim. She wasn't expecting a third tongue and she moans loudly when I start up. She was just easing off her second when I start up and it joins up quickly to a third. I am not slowing down after that, so she sits up and says, "Enough. That's enough! You are going to be the death of both Tim and me."

I give her a kiss as I walk by towards the living room. I tell the men to strip and they obediently disrobe. I love having two studs under my command. I sit in the chair and tell Tim I need to get myself ready, so he kneels down and starts in on my pussy. I can see Lisa performing her fluffer duties, giving Alan enough oral so that he is fully hard. She breaks off that and reaches down to stroke Tim just as I am climaxing. She could have waited a minute. He definitely was a bit distracted at the key moment for me.

I have Tim lie flat on his back on the floor. I straddle his cock, and reaching back, I start to guide him in. Even after all the times we have fucked. I still need to ease him in. Once I have taken all of Big Ben into my cunt, I lie onto Tim's chest and roll my hips as far around as I can, presenting my ass. Alan is about to crouch down behind me when Lisa says to him, "Let's get you good and slippery" and gives a quick and very wet blow job.

He finally starts to push against my opening. My hole resists for a moment, but he slowly starts to slide in. I cry "ARRRGH" and he freezes and Lisa asks if I am okay.

"It's very intense but good, keep going, but nice and slowly like you were."

He resumes going deeper into my ass and I am now just moaning, almost growling. This is different than the butt plug, Alan is thinner than it was, but it mostly stayed still, while his cock just keeps going deeper, already further than the but plug reached. Soon, he is balls deep in me. I am, if anything, fuller than I was Monday night. I enjoy this feeling for a moment, but I need more.

"Now slowly try fucking me."

They both start to pull back at once and I feel like I am being torn in two.

"STOP!" I shout, "That is not working. I think I will need one of you to go at a time. I guess Alan, start fucking me. Are you okay holding where you are Tim?"

Tim says, "I could stay like this for a long time. You are even tighter with Alan in you."

Alan starts pulling back out again and then pushing back in. Slowly at first, he is now fucking my ass with Tim in me. This feels so good.

"Lisa, my dear, could you possibly reach in between our bellies and find my clit."

She does and almost immediately my orgasm arrives. And keeps going as Alan is thrusting back and forth in me, finding his own release, flooding my nether tunnel. I enjoy the feeling of him being in me for a few more minutes before he slides out.

"Our turn, Tim, dear," I say as I start rocking my hips back and forth consuming and releasing his cock.

It only takes a few turns before Tim is releasing his own flood into my cunt.

"Don't go anywhere yet, I am not through with you!" I shout as I am rocking harder, more quickly now. I reach my own hand down and soon I am shrieking with my own final release. This one was easily the best of my trio for the night.

I collapse onto Tim and we kiss for several minutes. I love him so much.

When we come up for air, Lisa asks, "Was it what you were expecting?"

"It was different than I had thought. And I think it was too tight to even think about them both actually fucking me at once. But it was wonderful. I am not sure how often I would want to do it, but I am glad I have done it. How about you, Tim?"

"I had no idea I would be able to feel Alan like I could. I didn't want it to feel gay, but I almost came from the feeling of Alan's cock going up and down against mine, through you."

"There is nothing wrong with enjoying any sensation that feels good," I tell him.

And we start kissing again.

A few minutes later, Alan calls from the kitchen, "Anyone interested in naked tea tonight?"

He appears to have taken a quick shower while we were kissing.

As I sit up, what remains of Tim's once mighty cock is temporarily pushed back into me, before being released altogether as I stand up. My cunt feels very lonely right now. I give Tim a hand up and we head over to the table arm in arm. I think he is feeling as much love towards me as I am towards him.

We sit at the table together, enjoying our late night beverage and recovering.

Lisa asks me, "Do you think I should try it too?"

"I think you need to let Tim fuck you a few more times before you even think about it. Then probably no, but maybe if you are feeling really adventurous. I would like to try your approach tonight some time, though."

Lisa replies, "That was really nice. And thank you for joining in too, Audrey. So obviously nothing this weekend since we are both away. And we will just be getting back Wednesday evening, so probably not then either. I was thinking about asking for next Saturday night for me. Instead of a show, I want to do something that combines what you did to meet tonight with what happened to me at the end of our last show and Audrey's game.

"I will be lying on the table like tonight, legs spread open, but tied to the table legs, my hands tied over my head. I will be blind folded so I can't see who is about to do what to me. The three of you would draw cards. High card does what ever they want to me, same timing rules as for Audrey's game. Ties mean you both get to use me at once. I want to let everything be allowed, so Tim can fuck me if he wants to, assuming everyone agrees to allow that up front."

"God that sounds hot. I may have to take my turn at that some other week," I say, my voice hushed and in awe.

Lisa gets up and gives me a really tight hug, saying "thanks for tonight" and then we kiss for a while. She then goes over and gives Tim a big hug and a kiss. I notice his cock is getting a new erection. She leans down and gives it a big lick along the underside before saying, "Maybe in ten days."

Alan hurries around the table and gives me a big hug. I know he likes the feel of my tits pressed against his chest as we squeeze tight. Then he hurries back and puts his arm around Lisa, his own cock fully erect now.

I grab Tim's hand and we walk to our own bedroom. We are making slow tender love while I can hear them going at it physically. Despite cumming three times, I guess she never actually got fucked tonight. Sounds like she is getting a good one now. And Alan has some stamina after emptying into me not long ago.

They have quieted down long before we finish our lovemaking. I cum two more times including the one that is well synched with him flooding my cunt for the second time tonight.

Just before I drift off to sleep, Tim says, "Thank you for the best day of my life. I will never forget today. I love you."

We kiss one last time and then I drop off to sleep.

I hear Alan's shower running, so I know it is getting close to time to get up. A few minutes after his shower goes off, I climb out of bed and throw my tee over me, or at least the parts that it covers. I head out to the kitchen and pour myself a cup of coffee that Alan has just brewed. We chitchat while he works on getting enough light breakfast together for all four of us, although he won't be around to cook by the time we are all up. I may be the only one he sees.

He is trying to be careful to not ogle my pussy too much. I think he is uncomfortable with us being alone when I am so exposed. The temptations on him are great. I do like the way that this makes me feel: wanted, powerful, beautiful, sexy.

He takes a half dozen large blueberry muffins out of the oven and sits to eat a plate full of fresh fruit. After that he eats one of the muffins and says, "I'm off to work and we may not see each other until next weekend. Have a good trip to see your family."

"Have a great trip to St John. And thank you so much for talking to Tim about his project tonight. He was so excited about it. Oh and I watched those last two episodes you suggested that I would like. Just how much do you see yourself as Picard and me as Vash or Ardra?"

Alan just blushes. Enough said. Guilty as charged.

Once he has gone, I go back and take my shower. Tim is showing some signs of life. I go over and kiss him and he tries to start something more. I tell him not for me this morning, but give him a blowjob. Maybe that will keep him off the porns sites for an extra hour or two. I then get dressed. Lisa is still not stirring, so I pour her a cup of coffee and take it in.

"I'm awake, go away," she says as she pulls the blankets over her head.

I waft the coffee near her and she uncovers and sits up to drink her coffee. I do enjoy watching the sleepy Lisa work on waking up, especially the naked sleepy Lisa. Soon she is in the shower, with just a small toll of a rub of cute ass as she walks by me. In a few minutes, she is out and I get to watch her get dressed.

We sit at the table and each have a muffin, some fruit and a second cup of coffee. Tim comes out in his boxers and grabs a muffin. We each give Tim a hug on the way out and Lisa says, "Lock the door when you leave."