Lisa's Game

This is part sixteen 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 also includes a friend from out of town, Mary, who had a three-some with Alan and Lisa during her last weekend visit.

This chapter starts the day after Alan and Lisa returned from a short vacation in St John. This chapter is told from Lisa's perspective.

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Alan is gone before I even wake up. We got back from St John late yesterday afternoon. As soon as we were in the door, Alan rushed to a zoom with Peter. They had expected the issue of Wired with Alan on the cover would come out next week, but it came out yesterday. Peter, the person organizing the company's PR blitz for the release of Alan's new project, had planned everything to follow on the immediate tails of the Wired article. Now everything has to be rescheduled on the fly.

This morning, Alan is meeting with Peter again, before doing a phone interview with NPR around 8AM. The interview will air just after lunch. This afternoon, Graham, the president of the company, will join him for a live on-air interview on CNBC. Alan has to go down to the local ABC affiliate tomorrow morning to do a live piece on Good Morning America. He says next week will be almost as bad. And this doesn't count the half dozen or so print media interviews he will be doing. All while trying to catch up with both technology groups he leads, but has been away from for almost a week. In other words, he is about to go through almost two weeks of hell.

Audrey and I had arranged to car pool this morning. She will be over around 8:30 and I will drive us both in. She shows up a bit early -- before our trip I was tending to oversleep and she had become my human alarm clock on many days. I am still in the shower when she walks in. Never shy around me, she sticks her head in the shower to say hi.

"Nice tan! Ooh and not much by way of tan lines. Looks like it was a fun trip!"

"Good morning Audrey. Yes, we had lots of naked sun tanning time. You would have loved it. Let me finish up in here then I will be in to talk to you and you can ogle me getting dressed."

Audrey goes back to sit on the bed and, true to form, ogles me as I get dressed. I am not sure whether Alan or Audrey looks at me more lustfully.

As I am dressing, I ask, "How was the O'Rourke family get together? And did Tim survive it?"

"It was better than either Tim or I feared," she says. "We went out to lunch with my older sister Mary when we got there. She saw the gentle side of him and immediately fell for him. She was so happy for me. And relieved.

"We then had dinner Saturday night with Dad. He did ask Tim about the job search, but in a supportive way. And he was impressed by how hard he is working at getting a new job. He is used to his kids being laid off. I think Mary and I are the only ones never laid off. Oh and I guess Sean. And none of them were as dedicated in their search as Tim is being.

"For the big cookout, it turned out that Tim liked all the same stupid action adventure movies as Mike and Harrison, so the three of them spent most of the time talking about some car crash or a big explosion or a fight scene. So he fit in very nicely.

"I was really glad to see Mary again. And it's the first time I have seen Mike's new baby and Sean's two kids are getting big and running around everywhere. So it was a nice break for me.

"But did you like the story about Alan? And they did use your picture!" Audrey says, changing the subject.

"Let's go see if Alan left me anything to eat. I am not sure if there is anything in the house and I don't think he had anytime to make me anything."

I find a note on the kitchen table.

Sorry for not making you breakfast. No time. Damned apple!

Love you

"What apple?" Audrey asks, reading the note with me.

"We both took a bite of an apple as we were leaving St John to symbolically get kicked out of paradise. And Alan definitely came back to hell for a while."

"Why is it so bad?"

"First, there is the normal catch up after being away on vacation, but he is running two different groups, so that is doubled. And he has to do his dancing bear impression for media almost non-stop for the next week and a half. He is doing spots on NPR and CNBC today. Good Morning America tomorrow morning. Who knows what else after that. He has lunch today with a Wall Street Journal reporter.

"A flight attendant yesterday asked Alan for his autograph yesterday. She actually asked for mine too. He is worrying about people trying to become friendly with us for money. Oh, remind me to tell you about the pirates we met. But if Mary the model had handed me her phone number a month or two from now, I would have to be suspicious. And that kind of sucks.

"Do you mind stopping somewhere on the way in so I can grab a bite? We can keep talking on the way and there."

"I don't mind stopping. I don't think I will be too busy today. I have a trip next Wednesday, so mostly I am prepping for that."

We head out to the car, as I ask "So no fun day with Tim next week?"

"No, and I didn't do one this week because of the short week. He seems to be holding up pretty well so far. He has our shopping list app working. I am happy with that."

"We need to talk about schedules a little bit," I say. "Are you and Tim still interested in my game this Saturday?"

"I sure hope it happens. Is there a problem?" Audrey asks.

"Not really. Mary the first is coming up Saturday morning to stay with us for a few days. She has a job interview Monday up here. Alan suggested she could play too and I am fine with that. I am guessing both you and Tim would be as well."

"She would be fun. I already had her stroking Tim's cock, so I don't think he will object. I will double check with him. Is there an issue with beds Saturday night? It really is nice for us to spend the night. It might be fun, but I am not sure she is ready to share a bed with us."

"I hadn't thought about that," I reply, "I will ask her if she minds sleeping on the couch for one night. And I wouldn't rule out her sharing the bed if you were serious."

"I would have to have a long talk with Tim about that one."

"So I was thinking the two of us could go pick her up Saturday and then go out for a lunch somewhere. I am pretty sure dinner that night will be at Rick's -- there is no way Alan is cooking."

"That's a reasonable idea. Do you know what time she arrives?"

"My memory is that if she takes the morning train, it gets in around noon. I am going to check in with her this evening. Oh and Alan said he will cook a dinner for Mary the second and her boyfriend next Saturday. Can you and Tim make it to that? Part of the idea is to introduce her to the guys."

"I am pretty sure we are available. I think I am playing pool with Maria that morning. You are welcome to come if you want. Now what is the story with pirates? Like real pirates of the Caribbean?"

"Alan and I were having a light lunch on this deserted beach right on a cove. And then we were having sex on the beach. I was making lots of noise, because why not -- it might have been a mile to the closest other people. Except this young couple sailed in and dropped anchor -- I thought the splash of the anchor was another sea turtle -- and they applauded when we finished.

"Instead of being horrified, I channeled you and took my bikini top the rest of the way off, ran into the water, and did a backstroke around their boat. They swam ashore and we talked and they ended up naked, having sex in front us on our blanket. I thought he was an asshole -- he didn't worry about her at all -- but he asked Alan for money and Alan gave him forty dollars or something. And then we packed up and left.

"We found out the next day that they have been robbing people on isolated settings for just over a year. At gun point. Alan figures that they liked my welcoming so much they were nice to us. In one sense it's kind of funny, but it's also pretty scary."

"You are definitely the only person I know to successfully seduce a real pirate. So that doesn't explain the all over tan. Inquiring minds want to know."

"Mostly because the back of our villa had a patio and swimming pool that was completely private. I started out sunning in my bikini -- Alan loved both of them by the way -- but Alan convinced me to skinny dip and then I started sunning in the nude, too. You probably have gone skinny dipping before, I bet."

"Not as often as I should have, but I have done it a couple of times."

"Well, I never had. You know I was a goody-two shoes until you corrupted me."

"And saved you from pirates, I would like to point out."

"But it felt deliciously naughty. And we had sex out there several times. Including for hours Tuesday night. I had never had sex outside either. I highly recommend hours of loving sex under a starry night."

"Sounds like you had a lot of sex."

"That would be an understatement. I think that was my busiest five night stretch all summer. And the way this summer has gone, that is saying a lot."

"So what were you doing when you weren't fucking outside somewhere?"

"We went horseback riding on the beach and kayaking with sea turtles and snorkeling around coral reefs. Oh and we had his and hers massages. And Alan had arranged for the masseur -- who was really handsome -- to give me a happy ending as a birthday present. It was really nice. I wasn't even counting that as some of the sex I had.

"Oh and we took an all day sail on a boat with two other couples. One of the other women insisted on tanning topless, so I joined her. The third woman was really upset at us. The other topless woman got drunk and her bikini bottoms fell off twice and then she peed on the beach in front of all of us. Her poor husband. She finally passed out on the sail back and he could relax. But that got me a lot of the tan on my boobs."

"I think Tim and I are going to have to check this place out. It sounds like you had an awesome trip."

"And Alan actually relaxed for a couple of days until he got told that the magazine was coming out this week instead of next. He enjoyed the second half of the trip, but he never relaxed again like he did early on."

"Did you read the article about him?" Audrey asks me.

"Yeah, I read it on the plane back yesterday. I thought it was really well done."

"I think I finally really understand what Alan is working on. And it made him seem superhuman or something. I did like his thoughts about why they succeeded and his vision for how a team should work. As I think about hopefully leading Martin and Co. somewhere not too far down the line, I want to remember his thoughts on that."

We finally get to work with some food in me. Someone has taped the cover of the Wired on my office door with a sign that saysLisa drew this next to it. I suspect Michelle, but it's hard to be certain. I will leave it up until the weekend.

Even though I was only gone for three work days, it still takes over an hour just to catch up on what I missed. I am almost through that when Michelle comes by and wants to go for a walk. She does complement me on my tan before she even asks. I ask her if the door was her work, and she just says, "Bragging is in the blood of any good PR person."

As soon as we are outside, I ask if everything is going okay.

"It is wonderful. I am so in love with Lizzie I sometimes have trouble concentrating at work. But I need to tell my parents. And everyone at work, especially Marty. I kind of assume you have told Audrey."

"Yes, unless someone tells me not to tell Audrey something, I will almost always tell her. It was hard when Marty told me about the promotions and I wasn't allowed to tell her. Go ahead and tell Marty. If he hasn't told you, he has quite a wild past and still somewhat present. He will not be at all judgmental about anything like that. My bet is he already knows and is waiting to see when you actually tell him. Audrey and I were wondering how long he has known you were lesbian. It would not be surprising if he knew when he hired you."

"But I wasn't a lesbian back then."

"You just didn't recognize that you were yet. Are your parents going to be a real problem?"

"I'm not sure for my mother. She is obsessed with not doing anything embarrassing. In her mind, it is much better to endure real suffering than to expose something that might embarrass you. And especially anything that would embarrass her. I suspect that is part of why I couldn't let myself admit that I was a lesbian.

"But my dad is really openly anti-gay. To the level that my mother is constantly trying to shut him up in public. His vitriol is mostly anti-gay male, but he somewhat lumps all of us deviants together in his mind. That is probably the rest of the reason I could not be a lesbian."

"How often do you talk to your mom?"

"Usually once or twice a week, but I am overdue for a call."

"Why don't you call her tonight and tell her. I am sure she loves you and the social stigma isn't what it was before we were born. Maybe she can help with your father. That one may take a little longer."

"Okay. Let's head back and I will talk to Marty right away and call my mom tonight. Thanks for your support. How is it possible I need advice on how to break news to anyone?"

"Too many emotions can blind anyone's perspective. And I am so happy that you have found your love. Why don't you bring Lizzie to dinner at our condo once Alan's life has calmed down a little bit. He will cook us a dinner. He is a VERY good cook."

"Oh, god, he must be going through it right now. I can imagine what I would be using him for now."

"Yeah, he has NPR and CNBC spots today, Good Morning America tomorrow. Lunch with a Wall Street Journal reporter today. I have no idea what Peter has him doing next week, but I gather it isn't slowing down. And Alan just wants to do his old job, but that's not an option right now."

"That article made him seem superhuman, so I bet he can manage it all."

"You are the second person who used that phrase based on the article. And you, of all people, should know not to believe everything that gets thrown out there."

We laugh and head back into the office. I see she goes straight to Marty's office and closes the door. I few minutes later she emerges laughing. She sticks her head in my office and says, "He did know when he hired me. And he told me a story about an experience with two lesbians. It does seem like he has quite some history. And he wants to take Lizzie and I out for a fancy dinner sometime next month. I guess our social calendar is starting to fill up."

She is relieved almost to the point of giddiness as she walks away, practically skipping back to her office.

Audrey and I have our usual lunch together. She wants to know all the details from the trip, especially the what, when and where of our sex life down there. I did say I followed her lead and talked to Alan about helping me finish while we are having sex. I mention that Alan has to have dinner out with some other reporter tonight, so I was hoping we could eat together.

I do get some good work done over the afternoon. We decide to drive straight to Audrey's apartment so she can see Tim before his aikido and she can get changed before we grab dinner.

I say hi to Tim as we walk in, but Audrey runs over and gives him a big hug and an even bigger kiss. She breaks off just long enough to take off her blouse and overly constraining bra. She notably sighs when her girls are released. But the pause is only momentary. She is soon back to kissing him and she moves one of his hands to a newly freed tit. She reaches a hand to stroke his cock through his pants. I can see it starting to grow into its enormous potential.

"Hey, I have to go to aikido in a minute. I really don't have time for anything else."

"But Lisa was telling me about all the sex she and Alan had in St John and I want some for me. Besides, I can't let you go to aikido looking like this," she says as she releases Big Ben from its imprisonment in his pants.

"You are right about that, but it's your fault and you should have to fix it."

Audrey kneels down and takes Tim's fully engorged monster as far into her mouth as she can. She is stroking the base as she knows he likes it. It only takes a couple of minutes for him to empty into her mouth.

"See, you won't even be very late. But all the kung fu stuff better get you ready to put that in a more appropriate hole when you get back."

Tim is pulling his pants back up as he walks towards the door and past me. I reach down and give his rapidly deflating cock a squeeze, leaning down to say, "I will see more of you Saturday night, Ben."

Then I lick the cum still seeping out at the tip off, stand, and say, this time to Tim, "You didn't want all that dripping out onto your pants. Didn't you learn anything from Audrey's problem at the park a few weeks ago?"

Tim blushes and walks out the door.

We both break out laughing. Then Audrey says, "Come over here, I still haven't gotten what I need."

I am pretty amped up from watching them and I know exactly what she needs. We are kissing passionately as she is unbuttoning my blouse. I am unzipping and then pushing down her skirt, soon followed by her panty dropping to the floor as well.

She pushes my bra off my big tits and is suckling them while I have a hand in her pussy. She is more than ready for this. And dripping wet. I guess she HAS been thinking about my sordid tales of our trip.

It only takes a few minutes before she is climaxing on my hand. As soon as she has recovered, she has me lying on the floor, with my slacks off and her face between my legs. It would be a challenge not to be seriously excited after bringing a lover to an orgasm with your hand while she suckles on your nipples. I am oh so ready for her tongue.

In only a few minutes, I am yelping as I cum from her oral attention. She reaches up and kisses me and then we sit up hugging and kissing some more. Finally, we stand and regroup.

I ask, "Sam's?" as I am pulling my slacks. I then finish Audrey's job, taking my bra the rest of the way off, before putting my blouse back on. My nipples do show a bit through the white blouse, but tough.

Audrey says, "Ready to go?" as she emerges from her bedroom in comfortable clothes, including no bra. And no panty I will guess.

Sam's is a quiet upscale burger place. I really wanted a plain old cheeseburger tonight after eating almost exclusively island food for most of the last week. I got my pizza fix last night. Audrey and I spend the dinner talking work, especially planning out what we want to see accomplished at tomorrow's partners in waiting luncheon.

During dinner, my phone buzzes and I look down to see a text from still loves me and wants to meet Lizzie. Talk tomorrow

I show the text to Audrey. She says, "Was there a question?"

"She was really worried about coming out of the closet to her parents. No mention of dad yet. I bet that is a project for another day. Does your dad know you are bi?"

"Well, no."

"I certainly haven't told my parents. Of course, it is trickier explaining that I have two female lovers while I am still happily married to Alan. And that I let my best friend's fiancé fuck me. Speaking of which, I assume you will have no problem if he has unlimited access on Saturday."

"Of course not. I loved watching him split that little pussy of yours last month."

"I think I am just going to crash at home after dinner," I say, "I am still recovering from the trip. You are welcome to hang out with me or head home."

"Do you mind dropping me off at my place on the way. Carpool again tomorrow?"

"Yeah, but I am going to start needing to hit the gym some days. So probably not everyday next week."

Once home, I find Alan's CNBC appearance on the DVR which he had set up to record. He did really well. Better than Graham did, I think.

I sit on the couch watching some bad comedy as my eyes are drifting shut. I am woken by the door opening. I bestir myself and get to the door. Alan looks exhausted.

"Why don't you sit and I will get you a cup of tea," I say.

"Can I have a hug first?"

"Absolutely!"

I give him a big hug. He just holds me tight, feeling near collapse. He starts sniffling and I ask him if he is okay. Then the waterworks really start. He is sobbing against me.

"I don't think I can keep this up," he manages to get out between the tears.

"I will hold you for a few minutes more then let's get you sitting down. And a nice warm cup of tea in your hand. Then we can talk about this."

I get him to a chair and manage to get his suit jacket off before he drops into the seat. I start the tea water and then get his shoes and his tie off while he sits, somewhat in a trance. I try to rub his shoulders to get him to relax, which helps some.

When the tea water is ready, I pour both of us a cup of tea and bring it to him. I slide my chair right against his so I can hold him while he sips his tea.

I try to sound encouraging, "I watched the CNBC spot. You were really good in that segment, much better than Graham was."

"I am doing everything I am supposed to. The problem is I can't keep this up. I am try to be the superhuman that the Wired article described. But I am not superhuman; no one is."

"What is on your schedule for tomorrow?"

"I have Good Morning America in the morning, a New York Times reporter over lunch and Peter was working on an afternoon and a dinner again."

"Let's get it down to just the first two. And could Li join you at lunch and give you some support so you don't have to do all the heavy lifting yourself. It's a good opportunity for her and will get her some press. Could you handle that load tomorrow? Then you get the weekend to recover and figure out a plan to make this easier on you next week."

"I guess I could survive that."

"Okay, are you calling Peter or do I call Graham?"

"I can text Peter. Suggestions on what to say?"

"How about 'I can only handle two of these a day. Limit to GMA and NYT tomorrow?' That is short and sweet."

Alan types on his phone and then says, "Sent."

Soon the phone buzzes back. Will do -- u did great today!

"Wasn't that easy? Take some time on Saturday to work on something fun, one of those things you like to do like some technical design question. That is about the best way to center yourself, short of going back to St John. Oh and you should probably warn Li that you are putting her on the spot tomorrow."

Alan sends her a text. She sends back: ok

"How early do you need to head out in the morning?"

"Actually on the late side. I am going straight to the ABC affiliate here, but I don't have to be there until 9:30. So I guess leave here around 8:45 to be safe."

"That makes life a little easier. So what is the most recuperative thing we can do for you this evening?"

"I think I just want to listen to you talk to me. Tell me about work today, dinner tonight, what ever. Just talk to me."

I tell him what Audrey told me about their weekend and about the cover being taped to my door at work and Michelle telling her mother and Marty. About eating at Sam's. And about Audrey sucking off Tim and then our own encounter this evening. The deal is that I can have as much sex with Audrey as I want as long as he gets told about it.

"Oh, and I want to invite Michelle and Lizzie for dinner late this month or early October. I should probably have Javi and Maria over sometime as well. Do you want to host anyone? Maybe Li?"

"Let me see how the next week goes plus cooking for Mary the model next weekend before we plan any further for now."

"That's fine. Thinking of Marys, Audrey and I will pick Mary the first up Saturday mid-day and then grab lunch somewhere out, so you can do whatever you want Saturday. I am assuming Rick's for dinner that night before my game. Audrey pointed out that we are overbooked for guests that night. I checked with Mary and she is okay with sleeping on the couch. Or Audrey suggested they could share the guest bed. She was joking but it is vaguely conceivable it would work.

"And you can punt on this right now if you want, but what do you think about allowing Tim free rein during my game, meaning he could fuck me?"

"I am not ready to give my final blessing right now, but probably yes. It's more than I can really deal with tonight."

"I'm sorry for even bringing it up tonight."

"I think I would like to just go to bed and snuggle tonight, but nothing more. I hope Audrey gave you enough to get you through. I think I am too drained from the day to even help you tonight. And certainly nothing for me -- I could at least walk comfortably finally today after you tried to kill me Tuesday night. Three times in an evening is more than I can really do. Or I guess do and still be able to walk the next day."

I clean up from our tea and then I give Alan a hand up and we walk back to the bedroom arm in arm. Opposite our more normal evening snuggles, I lie flat on my back and he snuggles up to me, with his head on my chest. He is asleep in less than five minutes. After a couple of hours, I feel him roll off me, facing the other way. I curl around him, my breasts pressed against his back. He says "mmmm" and falls back asleep. I sleep much better the rest of the night; I don't sleep well on my back, but this was important to him tonight.

I am still curled around him when I feel him getting out of bed. And then I hear the shower. I give him a few minutes to himself in the shower before I go in with him. I start by giving him a kiss and a big hug. I offer him some relief this morning, if it will help get him through the day; he says yes.

I give him another big kiss. While I am still kissing him, I reach a hand down and start stroking his cock, which is quickly responding in the expected way. I crouch slightly and start kissing and biting his nipples. At the same time, I become more serious about stroking his cock. He is moaning. I kneel all the way onto the floor and take his cock in my mouth while continuing to stroke. He leans over and starts fondling my breasts. In a matter of minutes, he is pumping my mouth full of cum. I lick his cock clean and then stand up for another big hug.

He turns back to finish washing his front while I wash his back for him. He then steps out of the shower and I do my morning routine while he is dressing. I dry off, throw on my kimono, and join him in the kitchen.

I give him another hug and kiss and he hands me a cup of coffee. Our mutual signs of love. I haven't even finished my cup of coffee when he sets plates of scrambled eggs with bacon at each of our places. But no fresh fruit.

"That is your problem. Superman could be defeated by kryptonite. Samson by having his hair cut. Fresh fruit is your source of super power. Leave a couple of minutes earlier and grab a fruit cup somewhere on your way. Doctor Lisa prescribes it for you."

"I always follow my doctor's orders."

Just then Audrey walks in. "How is boy wonder doing this morning?"

"Missing my Audrey hugs!"

Alan stands up and gives Audrey a big hug. He holds her for longer than he usually does, at least when both of them are fully clothed.

"All dressed up today. What is this appearance?"

"He is going on Good Morning America today," I say.

"That's right, you said that yesterday," Audrey replies, "Tim's mom called last night to ask if you were the Alan she heard on NPR yesterday. She said it sounded like you and you sounded super smart but understandable. She was impressed."

"You should have seen him on CNBC yesterday. He blew everyone away. Including his boss," I say.

"The NPR host actually wants me to come back next Friday," Alan says, "He is thinking he might bring me on every Friday for a five or ten minute spot talking about the latest news in AI. He liked me. That was nice."

"You didn't tell me that last night."

"I really couldn't think about doing any more of these last night, but I feel much better today," Alan says, "Thank you for last night. And this morning."

He comes over to me and I stand up and we hug some more and he gives me a big kiss.

"Okay if I am going to get a fruit cup on my way, I should probably head out."

He grabs his suit jacket and heads out to his car.

"So a good night of sex, I take it?" Audrey asks once he is out the door.

"Actually not at all. He was a basket case when he got home last night. He wanted a hug when he walked in and then he just started bawling. I talked him into a reduced schedule today and he cleared it with the PR guy. He just has the TV appearance this morning and then lunch with a New York Times reporter. Then he gets to do his real job for the afternoon. And probably some tomorrow. But he did tell them that he wants to limit it to two media events a day right now.

"We just snuggled in bed last night for a few minutes before he fell asleep with his head on my chest. But I did give him a blow job in the shower this morning. And I got a real breakfast this morning, which was nice. You can come back and watch me get dressed and then we should head in."

The drive into work was uneventful. The only interesting moment at work in the morning was Michelle coming in to talk to me. She didn't even make me walk outside for this chat.

She explains, "I called my mom and told her I was in love. She asked 'what is his name' and I said 'HER name is Lizzie'. Then there was about a minute of silence. Then my mother admitted that she was always attracted to women but married my father to make her family happy. It's probably part of why I am an only child. My dad does not know that. She is happy that I am able to follow my heart and that times have changed to make that possible now. I think if she could support herself, she would think about leaving my dad and trying to find a match for herself. She is only 46 and still very good looking. My dad is going to be a longer term project, but she is going to try to prepare him for the news.

"I am going to tell Javi officially about this at lunch today, so I am not worried about it getting out anymore here. I am officially out of the closet. Thank you so much for your support and really getting me here. None of this would have happened without you pushing me."

"I am just happy things are working out so well for you."

At lunch, Michelle does casually say to Javi that she has a girlfriend now and she thinks they are in love. Javi shows a big smile, saying "That is wonderful! What's her name?"

She is now much more relaxed. She runs the portion of the meeting about the user conference. She and Marty have reached out to most of the major clients and we are having the conference at a facility on Cape Cod the week of May 20. All four of us and Marty are expected to stay at the facility for all three days. Families are welcome to stay with us. Javi says he will have to talk to Maria; the baby will be about twelve weeks old then.

The plan is to do a conference somewhere out west the next year, maybe Santa Fe. Audrey mentions that her wedding is May 25 that year, so moving it a few weeks earlier would be really helpful. She expects all of us at the wedding.

Michelle says each of us needs to give some sort of talk and run a session at the conference. We should think about that over the next few weeks. Marty will introduce us as the new partners at the meeting.

Audrey is talking to clients about the idea of the IT partner. Response has been strongly positive. She is gathering ideas about what the clients want and then she and Marty will start looking for someone. Unlike us, the feeling is this is not going to be hiring a fresh out. And will probably have a defined short path to becoming a partner as a hiring incentive. If experienced enough, we may hire in directly as a partner or they may get promoted with us if we find someone soon enough.

I say that I think we need to think about how we to become more efficient in our sales process, making sure there will be a deal before sending one of us. Javi is taking his first sales trip with Marty next week. By sometime in October, he and I will be doing most of them together. We will discuss this more after Javi's trip next week.

Then Michelle ends the meeting by thanking me (and Alan) for making the job of promoting me so easy.

The afternoon goes smoothly. The trip that Marty and I had made in July has now paid benefits. I am going to be working with my very own fan girl, Iris Benoit, on a redevelopment plan. I spend my time roughing out some concepts. I lose track of time working on them, until Audrey sticks her head in and asks if we can leave. I will finish the plans up on Monday and email them to her.

I drop Audrey off at her apartment and head home. I see Alan's car already in the parking lot. Hopefully that means things went well. When I walk in, he is cooking dinner, looking pretty content.

I run over to him and give him a big hug and ask him how the day went.

"Today was so much better. I actually had fun on TV this morning. I haven't watched it yet -- we can do that after dinner. And I had a good time with the reporter. His pre-research had come up with your article from two and a half years ago. The reporter from that story sends his hello and says he has been following your career and it's almost time to do a follow-up story.

"And Li was a big help. And I think she enjoyed it. So she may be able to do some of these on her own. And I think last night's cry released a lot of the stress I had about this. Next week is going to still be painful, but I feel prepared to survive it now. When I got home last night, I really didn't think I could. Thank you again. But now, let's just enjoy dinner. I didn't have time to cook anything really fancy, so it's just spaghetti. But I want to enjoy a relaxing dinner with you, my wife. The love of my life. And my savior."

I give him another big hug. In a few minutes, we are having a romantic candlelit dinner. I clean up from dinner, then we sit and watch his segment on Good Morning America. He was charismatic, joking with the hosts, and really made AI seem understandable and approachable. But he retained enough of a true nerd feel to him to make him seem authentic and knowledgable. Kind of a computer geek equivalent of Bill Nye.

We sit and watch some other TV, but we start becoming frisky. I decide to move us into the bedroom before going too far.

He insists on starting by getting me off with his tongue. He says he owes me from this morning. We snuggle and kiss for a while after my orgasm. I swing around after a minute and we 69 for a while. I don't want to end his night this way -- I haven't had a cock in me in three days now, I need one tonight -- so I slide further down into a reverse cowgirl. He really likes the visual of this, watching his cock sliding in and out of my pussy.

It feels so good to have him in me that I speed up very quickly and soon bring my hand into play to finish myself. But he holds on. As soon as I have recovered from that orgasm, I spin around on his pole and face him, never losing my precious invader.

I start slowly rocking my hips back and forth, up and down. I know he has to be close. He is pinching my nipples and squeezing my tits, which is increasing both of our excitement levels.

He looks me in the eye and says, "Cum with me tonight."

He rarely speaks, other than grunts and moans, during sex. He takes a hand from one of my tits and reaches down to find my clit. I know I am not going to last long with this. He is thrusting up into me and I am working hard to wait for him. Just as I can wait no longer, he releases his load into my cunt, flooding me until it drips back out over the base of his cock.

I fall forward onto him, and we kiss and hug, even as his deflated penis slides out of my pussy. We stay just hugging like this long after we finally finish kissing.

My now somewhat achy hips wake me up an hour later, as I am still straddling him. I slide off and he rolls back to me, and I curl against his back. For the second night in a row, we sleep most of the night like this.

Saturday morning, he manages to slide out of bed without waking me. I am still asleep when Audrey is sent in with a fresh cup of coffee. She does like sitting on the bed watching me wake up. I drink about half of the cup sitting in bed, as she ogles my tits exposed above the bedding. As I walk by to the shower, she imposes what she calls her cute ass tax, rubbing my backside. She then leaves me to take my shower in peace while she goes out, presumably to flirt with my husband.

After I am clean and dry, I throw my kimono on and join them in the kitchen. Both still are clothed, so I guess her flirting didn't go too far. I give Alan a good morning hug and he refills my mostly empty cup.

"Would you like a piece or two of french toast, Audrey?" Alan asks.

"Yes, please."

Alan has made sausage to go with the french toast, and lots of fresh fruit.

"You told me to get fresh fruit before yesterday, and it went superbly," Alan says, "So I figure I should have lots today, to get me ready for your game tonight. And, yes, Tim can have free rein as far as I am concerned."

"I'm certainly not going to stop him and I can't imagine Tim saying no, so I guess it's up to the cards and his choice," Audrey says.

I clean up after breakfast while Alan heads into the study to work on something. Audrey comes back into the bedroom to "help me choose an outfit" or being more honest, to ogle me while I get dressed. I love to ogle her pussy at our weekend breakfasts after she has spent the night, so ogling me in my bedroom is only fair. She sure loves to watch me get up and get dressed.

Once the show is over, we head back to the kitchen to relax until it is time to pick up Mary. I say I want to text thinking about follow-on story about me. same reporter as old story

I get me feel redundant why don't you thenI will reach out and try to coordinate

I them talk to Iris Benoit. She is my biggest fan in the world.

Audrey asks, "Where did this come from?"

"The NYT reporter Alan met with yesterday had dug up the story about me as his background on Alan. I guess they have some system that realizes we are married. Alan's reporter had talked to that reporter, who had mentioned he was thinking about doing a follow-up story. Apparently, he has been following my career since then."

"You really are making Michelle's job of promoting you easier and easier almost day by day. That is two major PR-able coups for you in three days. Could you stop making the rest of us look bad?"

Trying to change the subject, I say, "Oh, Mary said she is okay with the couch for tonight, so you and Tim will have to entertain yourselves in there tonight without her help. I know that is challenging for you. And all the racket coming through to our room keeps waking me up."

We sit and finish our coffees before I say, "It's probably about time to get her. Shall we?"

We head out to my car and off to the train station. She is waiting for us again, but I still get out and give her a big hug. We both squeeze each other's butts during the hug. She climbs in the back and says hi to Audrey. They have met twice now, basically just for dinner each time, although Audrey did get her to stroke Tim's cock while Audrey was blowing him last time.

"So I understand there is some sex game I am dropping into tonight?" Mary asks.

Audrey answers, "Lisa is going to be tied to the table and blindfolded while we draw cards. Whoever gets the high card does whatever they want to or with Lisa. We are even waiving the no penetration rule for Tim, so anything is on the table. And Lisa won't know what is happening or who is doing it until it happens.

"If there is a tie, all the high card holders agree on a plan and do things with Lisa at the same time. And the timing is based on the card, with an Ace giving five minutes, down to a two only giving twenty seconds. For ties, you add all the times together so if each of the four of us drew an ace, we would get twenty minutes of doing what ever we wanted to do with her."

"That sounds like fun!" Mary says, "But are you okay with it, Lisa?"

"It was my idea. I am getting wet right now thinking about it. God, I think I need us to change the subject or I am going to have to pull over and get some help here!"

"I heard Alan on the radio Thursday," Mary says, "That was pretty weird to have a friend on the radio like that. Is he doing a lot of that?"

"Thursday was way too much," I answer, "He was also on CNBC that day and did lengthy interviews with the Wall Street Journal and Time Magazine. We had to tell them to cut back, so he only did Good Morning America and an interview with New York Times yesterday."

"Oh my god, he is like really famous now, isn't he?"

"Yeah, I assume you saw Wired?"

"No, what about it?"

"He was the cover story on the issue that came out Wednesday. That is what triggered this tsunami. His company's PR is trying to milk it for everything they can. The fun thing is that they used my drawing of Alan on the cover. I get paid a whole $100 for it. So I am officially a professional artist now. A flight attendant on our flight back asked both of us to sign her cover."

Audrey says, "You should read the magazine article. It is the first time I have actually understood what it is Alan does. And why he deserves to be on the cover of Wired."

"I am not sure anyone deserves that punishment," I say, "We have each gotten dozens if not hundreds of emails, texts, DMs, and things from everyone we have ever known who saw the magazine or one of the three media spots. I shouldn't really complain about this, millions of people dream of this treatment. Thursday was more of a nightmare for Alan."

Audrey asks, "Mary, did you ever meet Bonnie, Tim and Frank's mom?"

Mary nods, "Just once, at their Memorial Day picnic."

"She heard the NPR story too and called Tim to ask if that was his friend on the radio."

"For all my complaining, we should watch his TV appearance from yesterday. Alan did record it. He was really, really good. And NPR is talking about having him back maybe weekly to chat with the host about issues in AI. So the media seems to like him.

"Changing subjects," I say, "What is your interview for?"

"It's basically the same job as a paralegal as I have now, just for a law firm up here," Mary answers, "I don't know if you heard, but Frank did in fact get a new sex kitten almost immediately."

Audrey nods her head that she knew. But she never told me. I will have to give her grief about not sharing.

"Well, I keep seeing them around together," Mary continues, "I keep trying to tell myself that I wasn't that bad, but honestly I am not sure there is a big difference. How did you put up with me like that?"

"I have to admit, Alan and I made snide comments about you at times. I didn't really know you as more than his sex kitten until we had the conversation that morning in our kitchen about chocolate cherry orgasms."

"I certainly remember that conversation. I think everything would have happened eventually, but it definitely was a clarifying moment for me. And your support made everything work for me. Thank you."

"I think that was a memorable and life altering weekend for both of us up here too," I say. "You may have left a Bloch, but Audrey gained one. And the two of you changed my whole life perspective starting that weekend. I think Frank was the only one at that poker game who isn't a very different person now, less than three months later. But Frank is still stuck back being a college sophomore. I am not sure he will ever meaningfully change."

We stop for a light lunch, chitchatting the whole time. I warn people that Alan might work all afternoon, before we go to Rick's for dinner. When we get to the condo, Mary drops her stuff in the guest suite and changes her clothes, swapping her jeans for a skirt and losing her bra.

She says to Audrey, "I know you guys get the bed tonight, but I would still like to be able to use this as my base to get changed and take showers and things. I don't really expect to need much tonight."

We sit and watch Alan's GMA segment. They both agree he was really good. Mary asks if I have a copy of the magazine so she can read the article. She sits and reads that.

Audrey heads back to spend some time with Tim this afternoon, saying "He's had enough time with his game for the day."

I take the few minutes to just relax and reflect. Our conversation in the car about how much things have changed since the poker game triggered all sorts of thoughts. The last few months, basically all summer, has been the most amazing stretch of my life. All the big transitions in my life have been summers. Falling in love with Alan the summer after my freshman year. Working the job renovating that old hotel the summer after junior year really set me on my entire career path. Getting married and moving down here for our new jobs the next summer.

And this summer. Audrey has become my best friend I have ever had, outside of Alan, which is different. Except Audrey and I are lovers now too, so maybe not that different. And my whole sexual awakening, discovering that I was bi-sexual. And becoming close friends with Mary. Also a lover I guess. And maybe becoming good friends with the model Mary. Who I might also end up as lovers with. I seem to have a trend here. I even let my long time close friend, Tim, fuck me. Probably again tonight. I really do seem to be having sex with every close friend.

And I found out from Marty that I am going to be made a full partner next year. At twenty-four. And Alan's career has skyrocketed, for better or worse. And I started up my art again and it is going amazingly well. All this summer. Wow.

Mary comes over to talk to me, apparently having finished the article. "Frank always said Alan was some kind of genius, but I didn't know he was superhuman like this."

There is that word again. I have to reread the article to see if they say that somewhere.

"And you drew the cover picture? It is really well done. You said you were happy with starting up your art. But I was expecting maybe good amateur. But you are really good."

"I think you will like a bunch of my other pictures. The material gets more interesting. Let me grab them."

I start her with my drawings of Mary the first time modeling.

I explain, "You can see some of these are not very good at all, but I am improving. Her name is Mary as well. She is becoming one of my favorite models. Alan calls you Mary the first and her Mary the second, but I am trying to figure out a better way to talk about the two of you."

Mary gets to the first picture everyone really likes, of Mary from behind, dressed only in her underwear. "God this is hot."

"Mary got a copy of that and it's hanging over her bed. She complained that her boyfriend only wants to fuck her from behind now."

Mary laughs.

She keeps flipping through. "I assume the breast and this pussy are Audrey's as well?"

I nod my head.

"And this pussy looks like you. I remember that one. How did you do this?"

"Mirror, but it is harder than it sounds."

"You started getting very explicit with Audrey."

"My art teacher was a little grumpy about me doing that."

"Oh and you got to draw my namesake again, now nude I see."

"Yeah, she has posed for my class twice, once clothed and once nude."

"Are these pictures of Audrey posed in class? They don't feel like they are posed just for you."

"Yeah, she posed a few weeks ago. Tim is posing in a couple of weeks."

"Everyone gets to draw his giant cock?"

"The instructor apparently told him he needs to take care of himself before class so that he won't get an erection. But he is huge even when he is mostly flaccid. I am looking forward to my first nude male model tomorrow.

"Oh and the teacher is organizing a special section in four weeks, where Tim and Audrey will pose together. In explicit positions."

Audrey comes walking in, Tim in tow behind.

"I was hoping to walk in to a lesbian orgy that I could join in on," Audrey announces, "Disappointed again."

Alan comes out of the office, saying "Did I hear I am missing a lesbian orgy out here that I could be watching?"

Between anticipation of the game tonight and looking at the pictures, I am horny as hell. I look at Mary, saying, "Shall we?"

Mary comes over and sits in my lap and starts kissing me. I start rubbing her breasts through her tee shirt, nipples clearly poking through the fabric. She pauses kissing me to pull my shirt over my head, before removing my bra as well. I follow suit, removing her tee. I lean over and begin sucking on her nipples.

After enjoying the attention for a minute, she pushes me off her so she can get to my boobs. While my mouth is free, I say to Audrey, "I think it takes a third before it counts as an orgy."

I am reaching under Mary's skirt; I am not surprised to find no barrier to my access to her pussy. I soon have my fingers inside her wet folds.

She stands up off my lap and unfastens my jeans and pushes them and my panty down to the floor. I step out of them and lie on the floor. Mary straddles my face and I start to lick her pussy.

Audrey has managed to shed her clothes and is now crouching next to me, a hand in my pussy while she kisses Mary. Mary reaches down to find Audrey's clit. Audrey reaches her second hand to fondle one of my boobs, pinching my nipple. I reach one hand around Mary to a breast and grab one of Audrey's tits with the other.

As I feel Mary getting close, I pull my hand away from Audrey's breast and drive two fingers into Mary. She is soon moaning loudly and bucking her hips. Audrey insists on maintaining their kiss as Mary succumbs to her climax. After enjoying the calm down for a moment, Mary slides off my face.

Audrey replaces Mary on my face, but she lies down, giving her mouth access to my pussy. Mary is now lying beside me, driving her fingers into Audrey's pussy while I get a ringside view of the digits' penetrations.

Audrey and I manage to match our timing pretty well, soon we are both climaxing. I am yelping into her pussy while she growls into mine. A few moments after our mutual orgasms, Audrey swings around and the three of lie on the floor, forming a group hug, while kissing each other in turn.

After a few minutes of affection, we separate and we each stand up. Tim and Alan are standing there silently, mouths agape. Both with pants straining to contain obvious boners.

Alan finally speaks, "I thought the orgy was a joke!"

"I needed to take off my clothes to get changed for dinner," I say, "And I figured, why do it myself when Mary can do it for me? Think of this as an appetizer for my game tonight. And by the looks of you two, you could devour the main course right now. No such luck guys, dinner first and then I think we need to watch both my movies and then the games can begin."

"Nice all over tan," Mary says to me.

"It was fun getting it," I say. "I am going to get dressed for dinner now. You two probably want to put something on. Mike has been enjoying seeing us in skimpy clothes, but nude is probably against some health code or something."

I head back towards my bedroom to get dressed. I hear Audrey tell Mary they can help each other pick outfits. Yeah, right. At least I get to dress in peace this time.

I briefly consider my pink silk blouse without a bra, but settle on the tamer halter, but compromise with myself by going commando. I will limit my serious shows tonight to inside the condo.

Mary ends up in a halter like me. Even though her halter covers less skin, she doesn't offer the cleavage I do; she has much smaller boobs. Audrey is in a translucent blouse unbuttoned to show plenty of her own cleavage. And no bra of course. All three of us are in skirts. I bet none of us are wearing panties.

We walk down to Rick's and Mike is happy to see us. Lately, he has been guiding the two ladies to our table with a hand on the back of each, letting the guys follow behind. This is our first time with three women and he ends up just leading us all in, unsure which two he should guide.

He takes us back to a round table in the corner. It is the same table we often sit at, Hanging on the wall behind the table is a framed copy of the cover of Wired, with Alan's picture on it. My picture of Alan.

"This is now officially your table," Mike says, very proudly. "Would you two be willing to sign the picture? You are my first celebrity regulars."

We, of course, sign the picture. I probably should avoid giving other patrons too much of a show now that there is a picture on the wall announcing who we are.

Dinner was wonderful as usual. It occurs to me that Audrey wasn't there the night I first wore revealing clothing here. Mary was here, but that was our last Rick's dinner before Audrey started coming with us. The only other group dinner she has missed since then was also with Mary; this is the first time they have been here together.

When we get home, we sit and watch the two sex tapes that Alan and I made over the last two months. All five of us have already watched the first one. All of us but Mary have also seen the second one. It is the first time any of us have watched them back to back. Only Audrey and Mary get off during the movies. Audrey came with Tim's hand in her pussy, while Mary used her own fingers. She seemed particularly excited by the anal scene that ended the second movie.

I am afraid of how many orgasms I may have during my game tonight, so I didn't let Alan reach a hand under my skirt; I am so amped up, I would have cum almost instantly. I assume the guys are saving their load for me, I just have no idea where they intend to put it.

After the movies, I tell everyone to follow me into the dining room, take their clothes off, and take a seat. I ask Alan to grab a deck of cards on the way.

I review the rules I defined earlier:

* every round all the players (excludes me) draw a card

* high card gets their choice of things to do to me

* only restrictions are nothing that really hurts or will leave a long term mark and no cocks in my ass

* time for action is based on card, 5 minutes for Aces, two minutes for face cards, 10 seconds for each number on other cards

* with ties, everyone with high card goes at the same time, adding up times

I add a few more rules:

* if any of the players cum during an activity, they skip the next two draws

* the game will run for one hour, starting from the first draw

* I can end the game at any point by calling stop

* if any player gets less than two turns during the game, they get to take extra turns until they have had two opportunities, drawing a card for each extra turn to determine length

I announce that the men will undress me, one getting my top and one getting my skirt. One of them will draw a card to determine the length of time. Anything they uncover during that time, they can choose to use as they wish. If anyone rips either piece of clothing removing it, they are disqualified for the rest of the night.

Tim ends up with my boobs, while Alan gets my pussy and Alan draws a nine, so a minute and a half. I am totally nude in about ten seconds. Tim is immediately squeezing my tits and sucking on my nipples. Alan kneels down, spreads my lips with his hands, and starts licking my clit. I cum in less than a minute. Tim has to help hold me up, all while continuing to molest my chest. Alan does not slow down, but there is not enough time to get me off again, meaning I am more excited than I was 90 seconds ago. I was hoping for a climax and then a calm down so I would be a little more composed when this started.

I have already put a waterproof cloth on the table to protect it from what is about to happen. I lay face up on the table with my knees hanging off the end. Alan puts a blindfold over my eyes and ties my hands over my head. Audrey and Mary each tie one of my ankles to a table leg, forcing my legs far apart.

I can hear the cards drawn, but everyone is good and I don't know who won. I feel a tongue against my pussy. Not sure who's tongue yet. Then I feel something hard going up into my cunt. It's not a cock and it's not a finger. Then it starts buzzing in me. Oh my god, Audrey brought her vibrators! Her tongue is back on me, I cum hard for this one. I haven't quite recovered when a hear the time ding.

I can barely hear the next draw over my heavy breathing. Then I hear whispering, so this must be a tie. I can't make out voices, so I don't know who is involved or what. Someone is crouching over my face. They are lowering a pussy onto me. I am pretty sure it is Mary. Then I feel a cock pushing into my pussy. No doubt who this is; only Tim is built like that. I manage to get Mary off, but neither Tim nor I climax.

Another draw, no whispers. Soon someone is climbing on the table by my head again. Another pussy over my face, so this has to be Audrey -- Mary is out for two turns. Then she starts tonguing my pussy as I am hers. I held on against Tim's cock, but not her tongue. This was at least a relatively mild orgasm. I do get her off as well. So no women next turn.

Someone else climbs on the table, now stranding my belly. I can feel my tits being squeezed together and a cock is pushing back and forth between them. This is certainly Tim. I am pretty sure he regularly fantasizes about tit fucking me. This is the third time he has gotten to do it for real. But the timer goes off before he gets much satisfaction. This must have been a short one.

I feel someone else climbing onto the table from the end by my feet. Then I am kissed. This is definitely Alan. He continues to kiss me while he slides his cock into my pussy. One of his hands is pinching my nipples. I am guessing the other is holding himself up. He is pumping slowly at first, but it is starting to pick up pace. He must of drawn an ace, this is lasting longer than any of the other ones. He reaches down to my clit. I can feel it coming on. He drains into me as I climax, not as hard as I did for Audrey, but I liked this one. Then the timer beeps.

I can feel someone's mouth on my pussy now. They are licking some, but I think they are mostly sucking Alan's cum out of me. Then they stop and crawl up the table and kiss me, letting Alan's cum spill into my mouth. Definitely Mary. After the transfer of the cum, she slides down and plays with my tits and sucks my nipples until the timer beeps.

I now have a mouth on each nipple. I can't really tell who yet. Then I feel Audrey's hair brushing me on the left side. And the right side is not Alan, I know the way he goes after my nipples. And Tim is rougher, so it must be Mary. It feels really good and is giving my poor tired pussy a break.

Hands are now turning my head sideways. A cock is going in my mouth. Alan's cock. And Big Ben is going back into my pussy. And a mouth is on my nipple. This is Mary again, but on the other side. With three people going, this will last triple time, I am pretty sure Alan can't cum again yet. I am getting very worked up by Tim's giant monster in me. As I think about what is happening, it pushes me over the edge. I am trying to not cheat Alan of his blow job, but I need to scream. I hold myself to moaning against the cock in my mouth as I pull against the ties binding me. This is a major one. Then I can feel Tim emptying into me. He keeps pumping into me for a while before pulling out. The timer beeps shortly after I am emptied.

"I think nothing else in my pussy for a few turns," I say once Alan has freed my mouth.

The next round I have a pussy on my face again. Audrey's pussy. I really want to use my hands on her as well as my tongue. I do manage to get her off for the second time during the game.

Someone is gently massaging and licking my inner thighs and outer labia, really soothing me. I am guessing Mary. I know Audrey and Tim are still both on the sidelines. She runs right up to the timer's beep.

For the next round, I am getting Tim's only partially erect cock in my mouth and someone's mouth, probably still Mary, on my pussy. She is gently starting to move back to the inner labia and finally the clit. My pussy is starting to respond again after the beating it took from Tim.

Another draw, lots of whispering, going on for a while. This makes me a bit nervous. And very excited about what is happening. Then it starts. Tim is pushing his fully revived cock into my mouth. It's too big to go in very far, but I am doing my best with my tongue, since my hands are tied. Tim has a hand on one of my tits, squeezing it. I am guessing his other hand is on his cock.

Alan's cock is pushing into me. I guess they gave me two turns and Mary did her best to revive me. Now something is being pushed into my ass. And it is vibrating slowly. Oh my god, this is going to be intense.

Alan is pumping into me. This is a little like fucking with a butt plug in, but it is vibrating, too. Alan has to be able to feel this in his cock as well. Alan reaches down to my clit and I cum almost instantly. But nothing stops when I do. He pulls the hand off my clit as the feelings grow again. We have been fucking for longer than any other action. Even longer than when Tim came in me. But still I have two cocks and a vibrator in me. I am starting to get frantic. Alan brings his hand down again. Once again, I cum almost immediately with the contact. And cum. And cum. Alan is now pumping me full of seed. And my orgasm rages on. Finally it ends and someone pulls the vibrator out of my ass. I am back to giving full attention to Tim who is still working my tit while his cock is in my mouth. Suddenly he is exploding into my mouth.. I start coughing on his cum and he pulls out. And then beep goes the timer.

"STOP! No more!", I shout. "I am done."

I feel my hands being untied and my blindfold being undone. Alan is standing next to me, giving me a hug. I grab hold of him. Audrey and Mary are untying my legs. Once untied, they are each rubbing a leg.

"Oh my god, that was amazing. I am not sure I would ever do it again. But I am glad I did it. Holy shit, was that intense."

"It looked pretty amazing from out here," Audrey says.

"I should shoot you for bringing vibrators. I never thought about that. And the one in my ass when Alan was fucking me was unreal. And I didn't expect Tim to be able to cum in my mouth so quickly after cumming in my pussy. I guess you have been training him up right, Audrey.

"And thank you Mary, I am pretty sure it was you working to revive my poor pussy after Tim tried to rip it open. And you got the short end of the stick with only one orgasm.

"By the way, how close to an hour did I make it?"

"You had about another five minutes to go, so likely two more turns unless we had a tie."

"Seven orgasms in about an hour, counting the one from Alan before I was on the table. I think it's time for naked tea."

We sit around the kitchen table, drinking our tea and talking, mostly about sex in one way or another. Mary has lots of questions about the second movie. Tim tells Audrey he is ready to make their movie whenever. Alan says he probably can't help for a couple of weeks. We all agree that the game was much nicer with Mary playing. It gave a second woman to do things.

Mary is asking both Audrey and I about how it feels to have that big cock in us. She is obviously intrigued. Audrey gives Tim's cock a squeeze and asks Tim, "You wouldn't mind giving her a little taste would you, dear? But no cumming in her; anything you have left in the tank is reserved for me."

"Are you serious?" she asks.

Tim nods enthusiastically.

"Absolutely. Let me get Tim ready first."

She bends over giving Tim a blow job, flashing her ass and pussy at Mary and me. Then she gets Tim to lie on the floor, She goes over to Mary and, kneeling between her legs, gives her some oral attention. "Have to make sure you are good and lubricated."

She now leads Mary over to straddle Tim. Audrey guides Tim's cock, as Mary slowly lets his cock enter her.

"Oh my god, he is sooo big," she exclaims loudly, her eyes shut.

"Now that you are down all the way, just sit still and let your cunt adjust to the size. And let me give you some more help," Audrey says.

Audrey leans down and licks Mary's clit with Tim fully in her. After a minute of Audrey's attentions, she is having a hard time sitting still. "Now you are ready to fuck him."

Mary is riding up and down on his cock. Audrey reaches a hand to Mary's clit and Mary is having a major orgasm. Once recovered, she sits for a minute fully impaled before climbing off the still erect pole.

Mary kisses Audrey, saying "Thank you." before bending down to kiss Tim, thanking him as well.

She climbs back in her chair, a very contented smile on her face.

Audrey says, "I am sure not going to waste this erection, he probably won't be able to get it up again tonight whether he cums now or not."

Audrey takes Mary's old place. Big Ben does not easily slide into her, but it is not nearly as slow of a process as was impaling Mary. As soon as he is fully in her, she lies down on Tim's chest and kisses him, saying "I love you so much."

She is then back upright and even bending backwards as she rides him aggressively. When he is starting to thrust up into her, he reaches up and finds her clit. He seems to have the timing down pretty well these days. They climax together, then she collapses back onto his chest and they kiss again.

Everyone is just sitting quietly until I break the silence, saying, "After tonight, I am exhausted. I am going to bed and I am probably going to sleep late in the morning."

I give Mary a big hug and we kiss. Audrey and Tim get up off the floor and I give them each a big hug and kiss too. Alan is just behind me, giving big hugs to both the female guests. He just says, "Thanks, buddy." to Tim.

"No, thank you! You are the one who let me fuck your wife tonight. This is the first time I have ever fucked three women in one night."

Alan and I head back to our bedroom. A shower might make me feel better, but I just decide to snuggle in bed with Alan. I am truly exhausted but beyond sated.

"Thank you for letting me do this tonight. It will be a long time before I try something like this again if I ever do, but I am so glad I did it."

We kiss and I put my head on his chest.

"I love you."

"I love you."

I am out cold before I finish hearing his words.

I wake up to an empty bed. I am a little achy all over, but my pussy is notably sore. I can hear noise coming from the kitchen, so I throw my kimono on and head out. Everyone else is up and drinking coffee.

Alan hands me a cup of coffee, saying "Good morning, sleepy head. I was about to send Audrey in to wake you up. Much later and you might have felt rushed before art class. It's your first male model, you want to be up for that."

"Even if he isn't allowed to be," Audrey says.

It takes me a minute to get what she is saying. Too subtle before my first sip of coffee.

"Blueberry pancakes and bacon coming right up. The fresh fruit is already on the table."

Alan is fully dressed, but no one else is. Audrey and Mary are both in tee shirts, with nothing on underneath, their pussies exposed. Tim has a tee over his boxers, the outline of a sleeping Big Ben clear through the silky fabric.

"Can I have first shower after breakfast?" I ask. "I think the rest of you have relaxing days. What is the plan?"

"Tim and I are going to Ghost for a while. I think Audrey and Mary are going out for something."

"We are going window shopping," Audrey says.

"Speaking of shopping, Audrey showed me the picture of you guys going out to your fancy dinner. Those dresses were beautiful. And the necklace was amazing," Mary says.

I enjoy a leisurely breakfast, with two pussies to ogle. Tim is starting to check out Mary's privates as well, which is bringing some more life to Big Ben. Life is good.