The Games Begin

This is part nineteen of the expected twenty-one parts of the 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 recently engaged and are Alan and Lisa's best friends.

The previous chapter, "Tim's Turn" ends right after Tim and Audrey, with help from Alan, made their first sex video. Alan has not had a chance to do his usual editing job on it yet. This story starts the following Saturday, when Audrey and Maria, the wife of a work colleague, are entered in their first doubles pool tournament. This chapter continues to be told from Audrey's perspective.

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"We have to go, Tim," I insist. "NOW!"

"I am just finishing my toast."

"Bring it in the car to eat, I can drive, but we need to go."

Grumbling, he grabs his two pieces of toast and walks with me out to my car. "So what is this we are going to?"

"It's what's called a Dutch Double tournament. Maria and I alternate shots on our turn. But we can't talk during the games. So we have to know what the other one wants us to line up. Each side wants to put as many balls in the pockets as they can. When you miss, the other side gets to go. If we win, Maria and I split a thousand dollars."

"That's almost real money."

"I am pretty sure we will win this one. If we win the big one in two weeks, we win twenty thousand. That is real money. Like it would more than make up for any shortfall in our savings for the wedding. And get Maria and I real respect in the community. Not Alan level of celebrity, but enough to feel good about it."

When we get to the parlor, Maria and Javi are waiting for us. There are forty-some entrants and we draw a bye the first round, so we will need to win seven best of fives to win the match. We only drop one game during the entire tournament. In almost half the games, we run the table on our first turn.

Even nicer than winning was seeing Tim get excited about it. He is loudly cheering for us and truly enjoying himself. Javi is much more reserved, but he enjoys seeing Maria having fun.

One of the other contestants shows us a flyer for another tournament next week. It's a much further drive, but it's offering a four thousand dollar prize. Seems like a good bridge to the big tournament in two weeks. We decide to take a hundred dollars of the winnings to pay the entry fee for next week. That leaves $425 winnings for each of us, after paying back my fifty for this entry fee. Not enough to change our lifestyles, but still a nice bonus.

Tim cannot stop talking about how good I am the whole drive home.

"Lisa said you were good, but I didn't understand how good she meant. You and Maria were both amazing, but especially you. I am in awe of what you can do.

"And there is so much tension for each shot. I had never watched serious players before. It was actually fun to watch."

I am trying to stay composed outwardly, but I am grinning ear to ear on the inside. It's really the first time he has been seriously excited about something I am passionate about. Except sex, of course. And I don't think many people can get excited about financial hygiene and accounting checks and balances, which is probably my third biggest passion.

When we get in the door of our apartment, we start kissing. Things progress and we end up with a nice quickie on the couch. We compose ourselves again and walk down to the condo, hand in hand. I am in a really good mood.

When we walk in the door, Ethan and Mary are about to leave. Mary gives Lisa a kiss. Not a friendly peck, but a kiss between two lovers. Ethan has an obvious boner.

We say hi to them as we pass. Mary looks like someone who had a nice orgasm or two this afternoon.

After they leave, I say, "I take it a relationship was consummated today?"

She nods and then says, "You two look like you may have had an afternoon delight yourselves."

"Tim was all excited after today's tournament. You know the one he rolled his eyes about being dragged to a few days ago," I say.

"You were so right, Lisa," Tim exclaims excitedly, trying to ignore what afternoon delight we are talking about. "Audrey is an amazing pool player. They easily won their tournament today. And split a thousand for it."

Alan says, "Ghost?"

Tim nods and they head off to the study.

Now I get to hear the juicy details.

"How was she? Did Ethan get to watch? Inquiring minds want to know," I say.

"After she finished modeling for me for the day, I straight out asked her if she was planning on sleeping with me. She hemmed and hawed for a minute before saying if I wanted to. I pushed back firmly and asked her if she wanted to. She admitted yes. So I told her to come over and kiss me. Things took off from there naturally.

"I thought about checking in with Alan to see if they wanted to come watch, but I want him to be able to frame that to Ethan as a separation from his work. And even more, I didn't want any extra pressure on Mary. She was definitely nervous. She both really wanted to please me and she doesn't have much experience with women.

"I am not completely comfortable with the semi-power dynamic going on, but I have no qualms that she wanted to do this, not just because she thought I thought she should."

"So Ethan didn't get to watch," I say, "But he clearly knew. His boner was about to rip his pants in two."

"Yeah, when they came out, I told Alan that Mary and I had had sex. As much to show to Ethan that it wasn't being done behind Alan's back in any way. Mary then excitedly gave a play by play of everything we did, in explicit detail. You would have heard that all if you had been here fifteen minutes earlier. It wouldn't shock me if they are fucking in their car out in our parking lot right now."

I look out the window. "Not obviously, at any rate," I say, sounding disappointed.

"Ethan was definitely enjoying the retelling. I think we got him to lighten up a bit, like she wanted. And he will be enjoying the benefits tonight, if not right now."

Lisa changes the subject, saying, "So, you won your tournament, congratulations!"

"I was pretty sure we would win this one. It was a bunch of guys who reminded me of the suckers I used to hustle in college. They think they are much better than they actually are. But it was good to be playing seriously. We found another tournament next weekend that should have better competition. And then we will get the real challenge the week after.

"I was also so happy because I felt completely under control, no temptation to flash or anything. Maybe I have finally managed to segregate my sexual side from my pool playing. Maybe I finally am getting my sexual side under control. That would really be a big relief for me. This was a big test for me and I feel like I passed with flying colors!"

Lisa comes over and gives me a big hug. "Even bigger congratulations!"

"Do you have any trips this week," I ask Lisa.

"No, do you?"

"Me neither. That will be nice. What days do you want to carpool?"

"I want to get to the gym twice this week. How about if I go Tuesday and Friday then we can carpool the other days?"

"Yeah, I want to leave a little early on Monday again. Tim's second interview is Monday afternoon."

"I think I can manage to leave early. Oh and MaryA will be staying with us Sunday through Wednesday. Her new apartment is available Tuesday or Wednesday, so she will be there by Wednesday night if we want to do a game night."

"Yeah, I wanted to try being the one tied to the table. And this means she will be here to watch our movie with us tomorrow night. I think Tim will be okay with that. He has gotten over the whole brother's girl friend thing."

We chat for a while longer, then Alan comes out saying he has to start dinner tonight.

"Are we eating early or are you starting early?" I ask.

"I think the latter," he says. "This is a new recipe for me, so it might take me a little longer. I am wanting to cook more classical European haute cuisine right now. So no promises, but I think it will be good."

"What is it?" Lisa asks.

"The entree is duck a l'orange. Friday we are having Michelle and her girlfriend over and I am going to go all out for that one. Thinking of which, Lisa, can you check with Michelle about allergies and any dietary constraints?"

"I will be sure to ask her Monday," Lisa replies.

"Work is finally calming down a bit, especially with Ethan offloading me some. Which leaves me wanting to explore in the kitchen a little more. I played with Caribbean foods at St John and that got me thinking of expanding my culinary range. I did a middle eastern combination a few weeks ago, but now I want to try making a lot of the dishes I really like at fancy restaurants."

"I am certainly willing to be your guinea pig anytime you want to feed me," I offer, enthusiastically.

"See what you think after tonight."

He starts pre-heating the oven, then I see him pulling out a bag of potatoes. "I can help peel potatoes for you," I offer.

Lisa chimes in, "I can help with something too, I think."

"I will let Audrey peel potatoes now," he says to her.

Turning to me, he says, "Four of the larger ones, please. And then chop them into quarters, if you would."

And then he turns to Lisa and says, "I can use your help putting the salads together closer to dinner time."

He has a big oven pan out and he is arranging a few things on the bottom then putting two ducks on top of that layer, after some prep work on each. I have never had duck.

"Does duck taste like a chicken?"

He slides the pan in the over and then replies, "A little, but it has a stronger flavor. It's kind of to chicken like dark meat turkey is to white meat turkey, except more so. It holds up to a strong sauce better than chicken does."

Sounds interesting.

"Okay. now to start on the Zabione for dessert," he says.

"What did you say we are having for dessert and what is it?" I ask. I have little experience eating at fancy restaurants. With seven kids on one salary, Olive Garden was a once a year treat. On good years.

"It is either Zabione with a Z or Sabayon with an S depending on whether it is an Italian restaurant or a French one. But it's a custard with a wine whipped in. The restaurant where I first had it was Italian, so I use the Zabione name."

I watch him crack his eggs, putting the yolks in one bowl and the whites in another.

"I know the yolks go in custard, what are you using the whites for?"

"I was going to make some meringues to go with dessert. And some left over for after the movie tonight. Okay, I need to concentrate a little here or I am going to mix the eggs incorrectly."

I go off to find Tim. He is playing his game, apparently shifting from two player to solo when Alan left.

"Why don't you come out and be social? You play games by yourself all week. I would think you would like the company."

"I would just rather play my game right now."

He is sounding more than a little sulky.

"What's up Tim? Remember, I don't have a giant alien computer to read your mind. You need to tell me. But something is bothering you. Even my feeble earthling brain can sense that. We are in this together, but I can only help if you let me."

"I'm sorry. I started to come out and I heard Alan explaining all sorts of fancy cooking things to you. If I went out and listened to that, I would just feel inferior. And he has his podcast coming out. And he gives you enormous orgasms. And I can't even control myself when I am fucking Lisa. Or when I model. And now I will probably fuck up my interview on Monday."

'Oh come here, you silly goose."

He stands up and I give him a big hug.

"First off, I am going to love with all my heart, regardless of anything like that. And he only gives me those orgasms because he has a puny dick compared to you. You are cursed with being too good for anal. Even Anne knew right away that you weren't built for anal.

"You came in Lisa because she has a tighter pussy than I do and that feels better for you. I understand that doesn't mean you will leave me for her. It's wonderful to me that you can enjoy her every once in a while. And she enjoys being fucked by you. But she is not leaving Alan for you, just because you have the bigger cock.

"Yeah, you got excited modeling. That is a known problem, which is why we tried to deal with it. When you were back getting dressed, you didn't hear Anne being jealous that I had a guy who can get it up again that quickly. Like you managed to do last week, when I recall having a pretty amazing orgasm with you fucking me.

"I am sure you are nervous for the interview. I bet that you will ace it, but everything still goes on even if you don't. None of my four siblings who got laid off never cared that much about getting another job, so they were never this nervous. But you do care. You are proud of yourself. And you should be. Acing that interview Monday would be wonderful, but I am going to love you just as much if you don't."

He puts his head on my shoulder and says "Thank you."

And starts crying. We just hold each other tight while it all comes out.

Shortly after he stops crying, he says, "I think I am ready to go out now."

"Let me steal one of Alan's tissues and wipe the tear streaks off your face first."

We then walk out into the kitchen arm in arm.

Tim goes into the kitchen, and asks Alan, "How do you make bruschetta?"

I had suggested he learn about bruschetta a few days ago. It would go well with his spaghetti, which is his best meal. Alan explains to him how to make it; it is pretty straight forward, really.

Alan seems to have gotten to a quieter point in his meal preparation. This is definitely more work than the recent meals he has cooked for us. Lisa, Tim, and I sit at the kitchen table talking, letting him listen in and jump in when he feels like it.

Our biggest problem comes when he is mashing the potatoes. The big mixer drowns out any possible conversation.

"In about ten minutes, I am going to chase the two of you out while Lisa makes the salad and I finish everything else. At that point, one of you can set the table -- leave the plates in here -- and the other can deal with the wine. Open one bottle of the Chardonnay and put it in an ice bucket on the table. So white wine glasses. The thin ones with longer stems."

I grab the silverware for dinner, including salad forks. Alan tells me to include a dessert spoon too. Tim works on getting some ice in the ice bucket and finds the Chardonnay.

Lisa gets up to start on the salad. He says, "Just put a nice mix of arugula, butter lettuce and spinach on each plate. Then drain the mandarin oranges and spread them across the four salads. Put about five or six almonds on each salad and scatter some dried cranberries on top. I will let people put their own dressing on."

Soon, we are all sitting at the table with just the salads in front of us. "I made a citrus vinaigrette especially for the salad and to match the meal, but if anyone really wants something else, you know where the dressings are in the fridge."

Everyone has his vinaigrette.

When we finish our salads, he gathers the plates, carrying them back to the kitchen. He bangs a little in the kitchen and Lisa goes back to help him carry out the dinner plates. It looks like something you would get at a fancy restaurant.

I start with a taste of the duck, it is an interesting flavor. I tell him, "I see what you mean about the duck. By itself, I would prefer chicken. But this sauce would completely overwhelm chicken, but is so good with the duck. A new food I had never tried."

"I had duck a few times growing up, but never cooked like this," Tim says, "My dad and Randy would sometime shoot a duck, but my mom cooked it like it was chicken. I never really liked it much. But this is delicious."

"And I think of green beans and mashed potatoes as normal people food. But they seem to fit here. And they are so fancy looking the way you have them on the plate."

"Plating food so it looks nice is half the battle at a fancy restaurant. You could take diner food, much of which is actually very good, and plate it nicely and people would think it was fancy food. And if you slopped fancy food on a plate, people would think it was diner food. That's all an illusion."

Then Alan changes the subject, "So what did you choose for tonight's viewing Audrey?"

"I thought about Marty's choice of 'Dreamers', but settled on 'Bound'," I say. "Alan sent me a list of suggestions. I haven't seen any of them, but read about each. I am looking forward to watching it tonight. Tim, when we finish the list of sci-fi movies from Alan, maybe we can watch the rest of this list. I bet we have lots of fun those nights after the movies."

I rub his thigh after that comment.

After we finish the main course, Lisa clears the dinner plates while Alan serves up the desserts. They each carry out a pair of desserts. Beautifully plated again.

"What is all this?" I ask.

"The glass dish is the Zabione I was making when you left earlier. I added blueberries, which is traditional in this country. One day, I should find out what fruit the French and the Italians actually use. The purple scoop is raspberry sorbet, with some Grand Marnier drizzled over it. And we each get two meringues."

"I thought you were making the fluffy stuff on top of lemon pie."

"It's almost the same thing, but the traditional french meringues are cookies. They are the same topping, but baked at a low heat till it is crunchy. There is really nothing to them. Some people think of it as eating slightly crunchy cotton candy."

I think I liked the dessert even better than the main course. It might have been my favorite overall meal of his I have eaten. And that is saying a lot.

I help Lisa clean up after dinner. Tim is getting off easy tonight. He and Alan are talking about something that I can't figure out. Probably something from their game.

Having a fancy dinner uses more dishes, I think. But it is not too long before we have everything cleaned up and we all move to the living room to watch the movie. Tim moves one of the heavy chairs to the other end and we sit in the chairs while Alan and Lisa take the couch.

Alan tells Tim, "This is the only movie the Wachowskis made before Matrix."

Alan then starts up the movie and we all sit and watch. The beginning of it is sexy as hell. And parts of it are scary and very suspenseful. And I really like the way it ends.

It's the second straight movie that no one got off during. I think we were all too riveted by the movie.

"I really liked that," Lisa says.

"Me, too," I agree.

"You two just liked it because the lesbians win," Tim says. "Alan, I think they are plotting together to steal your money."

Alan laughs. "Sorry, I was just trying to picture Graham as a mob boss. I think even Marty is more conceivable in that role than Graham."

"Tim, the lesbians may have won, but that movie left me horny as hell and I am not looking at Lisa right now. We can go back in our room, but I figure we would both prefer to share our fun. What do you think?"

Tim pats his lap and I sit on his leg, facing him. We kiss passionately as he starts unbuttoning my blouse. He soon has my blouse open, with a hand grabbing my naked boob. He breaks off the kiss to suckle on my other breast. I am softly moaning.

He slides his hand down, and after unbuttoning my slacks, reaches into my pussy and begins to stroke along my labia. He is now focused on my clit. My moans are no longer soft. I let him bring me a release in this position.

I recover quickly from the orgasm, which was relatively mellow. I step back off his lap and my clothes, which he had left loosely on me, slide the rest the way off. Now naked, I reach down and unfasten his jeans and pull them down. Exposing his fully erect manhood, begging for attention.

I bring both a hand and my mouth down to provide that attention. He is slowly becoming more and more urgent in his guttural utterances and I realize that I need to stop or finish him off.

I choose the former, taking both my mouth and hand off his shaft, leading to a disappointed groan coming from him. I push his knees together and, turning around, I straddle his lap, with my back to him and my legs on the outside of his.

He helps guide his cock into me as I lower myself onto his lap. I lean forward, my hands on his knees, rocking back and forth on Big Ben. In this position, I can watch Alan and Lisa. Alan has her blouse off, pinching her nipples. while both watch us.

Tim has reached both hands around me, fondling my boobs, pinching my nipples. Alan reaches a hand into Lisa's pussy. She is getting close. We make eye contact and I can tell we are going to climax together. I think Tim must be watching her too -- he is becoming more frantic as she approaches her climax.

Lisa moans as her orgasm comes. Both Tim and I climax in response. I can feel him pumping his seed into me as my cunt squeezes his cock tightly. It is extremely unusual for me to climax with no direct clitoral contact. The sensual connection with Lisa while I was being fucked by Tim gave me one of those rare opportunities.

Lisa pushes Alan over onto the couch as they both shed their jeans. She is soon straddling his midsection, guiding his cock into her pussy. Her orgasm seems to have done little to sate her needs; she is rocking aggressively on Alan's pole seeking another release. But she never breaks eye contact with me.

Alan has his hands aggressively groping her hanging tits. I take a hand off Tim's knee and reach down to my clit. Lisa matches my decision, reaching into her own pussy.

We are working to match our climaxes again. And they do. This is my most powerful orgasm of the evening. Big Ben, close to fully engorged in me, adds to my sensations. It looks like a major release for Lisa as well; she is moaning loudly, her face contorted. But her eyes remain locked with mine. Alan climaxes a moment ofter us. I can see his cum starting to leak out her pussy around the base of his cock.

I see Lisa leaning down to kiss Alan; I pull off Big Ben, no longer as big, and turn to give Tim a hug and a kiss. In a minute, Lisa and I both get up and come together, giving each other a big hug and kiss.

"I think the lesbian side won the night again," Alan says, only half joking.

"Sorry guys," I said, "We did both enjoy your cocks during this."

I wave Tim to come up next to me. Putting my right arm around him, I give him a kiss. But I never let go of Lisa with my left. She is now kissing Alan, with her left arm around him and her right arm still around me.

Lisa says, "Naked tea time!"

And we walk arm in arm in arm in arm to the kitchen. I am sure the guys were a little disappointed being relegated to walking cocks, but I greatly enjoyed tonight. Lisa certainly seemed to as well.

We sit at the kitchen table, holding our mugs of hot tea, eating the extra meringues. Crunchy sweet clouds. We chat, some about the movie, some about the sex, some about life in general.

"I guess I am picking Mary up at the train station," Alan says. "She is going to be on her own while I work on editing your movie."

"We aren't providing baby sitting service, just a room to sleep in until her apartment is ready," Lisa says, "She starts work on Tuesday, so she has Monday by herself as well."

"I may try to work late Monday again. Can the three of you women occupy and feed yourself?"

"I think we can find something to do together," I say, smirking.

Tim is looking a little pouty.

"I would invite you to join us, but you are too busy breaking boards or something," I say.

My joke doesn't really fix his mood.

"What are we doing for dinner tomorrow?" Lisa asks, "I don't think you are cooking if you are editing all afternoon. And you spent so much time cooking today."

"I guess Rick's," Alan says, "Do you two want to come as well?"

I look at Tim before answering, "Sure! Sounds good. Hopefully it is a pre-celebration for his interview going well the next day. Since Lisa won't give him free tickets."

"Free tickets?" Alan asks, confused by what I said.

"Let me show you what she texted from my phone," says Lisa, sounding exasperated. She pulls her phone out and scrolls for a moment before handing it to Alan.

Great Job! for every interview you ace, you get a free ticket to fuck me.

Audrey sent last msg. srsly congrats but sorry no free tickets

Alan laughs after reading that. "Sorry buddy, but I have to second the no free tickets."

This finally gets Tim laughing.

"But it seemed like a perfect incentive system to me!" he complains.

"And we know you always stay in control while you are fucking her," I point out.

We all laugh and Tim turns bright red.

I volunteer Tim and I to clean up after the naked tea and Lisa and Alan head off to bed.

"Were you okay with what happened tonight between Lisa and me," I ask Tim, once Alan and Lisa are gone.

"Kind of. I was enjoying watching her too. But at the end, I felt ignored. It is pretty disheartening to be ignored by the person you are actively fucking."

"I am sorry," I say. "Lisa and I haven't seen much of each other recently and we are both feeling that. And we haven't really had sex together, by ourselves at least, for weeks. I think that all just came out tonight. I would never ever leave you for her or something like that, but she is the second most important person in the world to me. I hope you understand."

"Intellectually yes, but it still hurts emotionally."

"I will try to be careful about it. It feels different to me, but I can see it really isn't that different than when I get all huffy when you were watching her while fucking me. I am sorry. Thanks for being honest with me. And not as much of a bitch as I was."

I give him a big hug. We clean up the snack and then head to bed together.

"Do you want to just snuggle tonight, or would you like more," I ask him.

"I think snuggling is probably good. We did have sex three times today already. And you certainly gave me your full attention the first two times, so I really shouldn't complain."

We snuggle together in bed, my head on his chest, both falling asleep in that position. As I drift off, I have a plan for Tim over the next two days.

I wake up Tim to another morning sex session. I am cheating a bit here, but I am pretty sure he does not realize that I am making noise as much for Lisa in bed in the next room as for him. She likes to masturbate to Tim and my noisy morning sessions when we sleep over. Sure enough, when Tim gets in the shower after our romp, I throw my tee on and meet her in the hallway, a post-orgasmic grin pasted across her face.

We sit at the kitchen table, drinking our coffee, watching Alan work on our breakfast. Alan and Lisa both ogle my exposed pussy. It's a game we play these mornings, they mostly try to be discrete about their staring and I pretend not to notice. I really do love exhibiting myself to both of them, maybe even more than to Tim. Tim is supposed to look at me; their views are a bit more naughty.

Alan is making coconut french toast, hash brown potatoes, bacon and his usual fresh fruit. It's like having a live-in professional chef when we are over here.

Tim comes out fully dressed in jeans and a tee. It is already late September, but the warm weather seems to be hanging on longer this year.

We have a relaxed breakfast together and then I head in for my shower. As I expected, I hear Lisa's shower start while I am getting dressed. I head to her room once I am dressed, and am sitting on her bed when she gets out of the shower.

"Before you say anything about me ogling you, I want to talk to you for a minute. Tim is really stressed about the interview but is feeling a little left out right now. Alan's cooking yesterday was getting to him. And then our interactions while he was fucking me last night."

"Yeah, that bothered Alan too. But I really loved that."

"I did too, but we need to be careful for a little while. His ego is pretty fragile. I am going to try to recruit Mary to help with him over the next few days."

"If I can help there, let me know."

"I will. I just wanted you to know what I was planning."

Lisa is now dressed and we head out to the kitchen walking hand in hand. Alan has already left to pick up Mary. In a few minutes, the other three of us head over to the art class for my last solo modeling of the year.

Anne talks to Tim and me briefly. I clear with Anne that my intent is to take more provocative poses this time, but I won't actually touch myself. I go change out of my clothes, returning with just my robe on, while Anne checks with Lisa to see her drawings from the week. I sit with Tim at the back of the room as the other students wander in. After a few minutes, Anne waves me up to the stage.

Anne makes her opening announcements before I drop my robe and sit in the chair facing the center of the class. I started my last session with a demure pose in the chair, this time my legs are splayed wide open, exposing my pussy to their gazes. For my second pose, I stand facing right with the chair in front of me, my right foot up on the seat of the chair. I bring a hand under each breast, lifting them up slightly.

Before I take my third pose, I move the chair back out of the way. I lie on my stomach, head towards the center of the class. Using my arms, I raise my torso up, putting myself into the yoga position called upward facing dog. The center of the class gets a nice view of my face and my hanging boobs, while I hope the curve of my back gives something interesting to draw for the students on either side.

I stay with yoga for my last short pose, my hands and feet on the floor, bent roughly ninety degrees at the waist. This is more or less the downward doggie pose, with my butt towards the students on the right, including Lisa. I do spread my legs a little farther than proper form would dictate, but this gives Lisa a better view of my ass and pussy.

When Anne calls time for that pose, I pull my robe on and go to the back with Tim. He is almost as excited as I am.

Anne comes back to check on me, saying, "That was a great set of poses to draw."

"They were overall easier as well. I just wish I had brought my yoga mat. That stage is not very comfortable to lie on."

"Do you know what you want to do next week for poses?" Anne asks us.

Tim shrugs his shoulders, but I say, "I think I do."

"Okay, we can talk again after the second half."

Lisa comes back to say that she thought those were really good poses to draw.

I explain to Tim what I am envisioning for next week and give him a hug before heading back up to the stage.

For my first long pose, I have the chair back to the center of the stage. I am on my knees, facing away from the center of the class. I bend down and, with my arms fully stretched out, I grab the back of the chair, the seat supporting my arms. My long red curls loop down, obscuring my face from either side, while my breasts are hanging, giving what I hope is a nice profile for the students on either side. The students in the center should be getting a good view of my privates for their drawings.

For my second long pose, I lie on my side, facing the right, feet towards the center of the class. I have moved the chair all the way to the front of the stage, and I raise my left leg as high as it will comfortably go, resting the foot on the edge of the back of the chair. I stretch my arms out past my head, my hair trailing out with them.

For my last pose of the afternoon, I am on my hands and knees legs slightly apart, my body sideways to the center of the class. My pussy is on full display to the left of the class, and I am staring straight at Lisa to the right. I am already horny as hell before I start this pose.

I am imagining Lisa drawing me while she is nude as well. She now has her left hand in her pussy while her right is drawing. My imagined Lisa, masturbating while she draws, is having a harder and harder time concentrating on her drawing. My pussy is begging me to break my pose, bring my hand back to my pussy, let us match our climaxes for each other again.

The real Lisa has slowed her drawing and is staring back at me. I think she can read my mind, knows what we both want. She briefly rubs her crotch with her left hand. I doubt any one else noticed; if they did, it would have seemed like an itch. But I know that was for me.

My pussy is so wet now. I hope the students back there can capture that. I hope Anne can. I can feel a drop of my juices escaping, slowly rolling down my inner thigh. God, I am so horny.

Anne calls time, but not in her usual booming voice she uses for the class.

I pull my robe on while Anne takes a deep breath, seemingly needing to compose herself.

"Everyone please give Audrey a big hand for her repeat posing. I need your check or money tonight if you are coming for next week's special poses. It is sixty dollars apiece. And please let Audrey see your pictures before you leave."

She turns to me and quietly says, "That was the sexiest pose I have ever seen without being explicit. I thought Lisa was going to start masturbating for you there for a moment."

"I am so horny, I am about to explode," I confide in her.

"You and most of the room. Are you ready to walk around?"

"Yeah, once Tim gets up here."

Tim arrives and gives me a big hug. I can feel Big Ben straining to get out.

There are a lot of very sexy pictures. After we have seen all the student work, Anne shows me hers. She abandoned her first picture from my last pose to draw one focused just on my pussy and upper thighs. I don't know how she made a pencil drawing look wet, but she managed. She even got the drop of my juices half way down my inner thigh, a trail of wet behind it.

I go back to sit in the chair as we talk briefly about next week. Looking at those pictures was doing nothing to calm me down. I list the seven poses I am envisioning, explaining that I want to start with 15 minute poses, then shift to 10 minutes as the second pair in the first half. Talking about this is amping me up even more. I can't face getting dressed again. I just pull my jeans on under my robe as I sit in the chair. I am now decent enough to make it to the car.

Tim and I claim the back seat again. I climb in quickly and my jeans are back off before either of them is fully in the car. I can't wait for Tim's help; my hand is in my pussy immediately. Lisa has to wait for Anne to climb into her car right next to us before leaving. By the time we have backed out of the space, I am bent over in the clutches of a major orgasm.

Once I have calmed down, Lisa glances at me in the mirror and says, "I am pretty sure Anne was masturbating in her car as we were driving off."

"She did notice you rub your crotch during that last pose," I tell her.

"So it's not just me who is horny as hell having watched you," Tim says.

"You should get Anne to show you her last picture," I say to Lisa, "And get her to explain how to make a pencil drawing look wet. She even drew the drop of my juices I felt roll down my inner thigh."

I don't bother even pulling the jeans on to walk across the parking lot and up into the condo. When we get in, Alan and MaryA are sitting at the kitchen table. Alan is surprised to see me in the robe and nothing else.

"I was too horny to get dressed. Did you finish editing our movie?"

"Yeah, it came together easily. I think you will like it."

"I certainly expect to. Can I borrow you for a minute Mary?"

We go into the guest room and I explain to her my plan. She seems more than amenable. More like enthusiastically excited.

We come out, and I say, "Time to watch my new movie now. Tim, can you move the two chairs together again?"

I sit on the end of the couch nearest the chairs. Mary sits on the far side of the couch, leaving Tim a space between us. He is surprised but sits down. Alan and Lisa sit in the chairs, Alan closest to me.

We watch on screen as Tim ties my hand to the corner of the bed and then we see me nude, tied spread eagle on the bed. I watch the virtual Tim cover my face in his cum and then I grab his physical arm and guide his hand into my very needy crotch. A moment later, Mary grabs his other hand and puts it in her crotch.

Mary and I both climax just as my bound self on screen reaches her first orgasm. As I calm from that climax, I pull his head to my chest and he starts biting my nipples, Mary has reached a hand into his lap, and pulls Big Ben out after she unfastens his jeans.

Lisa climaxes noisily in time with my second orgasm on screen. My face on screen is this amazing blend of agony and ecstasy as I cum. Tim now has his second hand on my other boob, giving me his full attention, while Mary is starting to work seriously on his cock with her mouth. Her attentions there must be limited, stopping before long to prevent using Tim up.

I manage to keep watching during my real orgasm as my doppelgänger thrashes on the bed for her own climax. Once I have recovered, I push Tim back sitting up and lean over to offer my own oral attentions. I pause to give Mary a chance before going back to me. After one more turn for Mary, I know he is about there. I take him as deeply as I can and he groans loudly, pumping his cum down my throat.

I sit back up and Tim kisses me and then turns to kiss Mary. We each snuggle against one of his shoulders as we watch the last minute of the movie. I can see Lisa kneeling between Alan's legs and he is soon shooting his cum into Lisa's mouth. I turn to watch a larger than life Big Ben fill my on screen pussy full of cum and then watch some of it drip back out before the movie ends.

Three orgasms, one mouth full of cum and a dirty movie finally has me feeling sated after my horniness from modeling.

"We have about twenty minutes til we need to leave for our reservations at Rick's," Alan announces.

Lisa heads back to her room to get changed while Mary comes back with me to get dressed.

"Thanks for helping with Tim," I say.

"One of us was going to have to get me off and I much preferred his hand to mine," she replies, "And I certainly didn't mind giving him a little oral."

I put on the same translucent white blouse I wore last week. Mary is wearing the same halter she wore a few weeks ago. Lisa is wearing her red halter, saying, "I really wanted to go pink blouse with no bra, but I knew I shouldn't."

She pulls up the flap of her skirt to show that she is at least going commando, same as Mary and me.

Right before we leave, Tim runs in and puts on a dress shirt. It is funny he wasn't comfortable coming in while we were changing, despite having just felt us both up to orgasms and getting a combined blow job from us.

He does have an arm around me and an arm around Mary as we walk to Rick's. He looks proud as a peacock to be strutting down the street with two sexy women.

We get Alan's table, his picture with Colbert framed on the wall next to the framed cover of Wired. The meal is wonderful, as always. Tim and I don't even go up to the condo on the way back. Mary gets a big hug and kiss from Tim as we split up. Bigger than he gives Lisa.

"Thank you for giving me Mary tonight," he says as we walk home, "It did make me feel special. For once, I got better treatment than Alan."

I give him a squeeze before saying, "She certainly enjoyed it, too."

We make love tonight. It is not a long session, but it is full of compassion. And I do manage to cum two more times. I really liked today. Tim seems much more relaxed as well.

I make sure Tim is doing okay emotionally before I head down to Lisa's condo to drive into work together. I walk into the condo and Alan and Mary are sitting at the kitchen table. It's nice to see another woman dressed in just a tee sitting at their table. For once I get to be the ogler. But before I get my fill, Alan is handing me a cup of coffee. His head nod tells me it's not for me, I carry it in to wake up sleeping beauty.

"I am awake," she says, "I just wanted to make you bring in my coffee."

I knew she liked me watching her in the morning.

I collect my cute ass tax as she heads into the shower and then go into the kitchen to get some Mary ogling in. Alan heads back in to say goodbye to Lisa and goes to work. When I hear the shower go off, I go back in to help Lisa "pick an outfit." Once she is dressed, we head back to the kitchen, arm in arm and sit with Mary while we eat the light breakfast that Alan had left us.

Lisa drives into work and the day pretty much goes by uneventfully. I remind Lisa to talk to Michelle about the menu for Friday and I see them talking for a while, presumably resolving any questions. Late afternoon, I get a text from sure I am getting the job!

I text you would! love you!

I then text A is a go

A few minutes later, I get another text from just texted me, what are you two planning?

I find out after karate

I walk over and stick my head in Lisa's office, "Interview went well, plan A is underway."

I am feeling tingly the rest of the day.

We leave early enough for me to catch Tim before he leaves for karate. Lisa drops me off and then heads back to see Mary. When I get in the apartment, Tim is begging to know what the surprise is. He says the anticipation is killing him. Looking down, I have to laugh. His anticipation may not actually be killing him, but it IS doing something; his erection won't really fit in his pants. I give him some oral relief as I am taking off my blouse and bra. He cums in my mouth while he is fondling my tits. After that, he hurriedly shoves his deflating cock back into his pants and rushes off.

I throw on a tee shirt, and swap to more comfortable shoes and walk down to the condo. The three of us head to RiRa's, a somewhat boisterous burger place. I am starting to celebrate for Tim, even without him. and Mary is celebrating starting her new job tomorrow.

Back at our condo, we are drinking some white wine and Lisa suggests the two of us model for her. She draws a nice picture of us, both naked, kissing. And then a second one where Mary is sucking on one of my tits while I have a hand in Mary's pussy. The pictures seem well done and sexy as hell. Lisa is only so-so about them.

It is time for Mary and I to walk to our apartment to wait for Tim, so we throw enough clothes on to be comfortable for the walk, now in the dark. Arriving just in time, we are both stark naked in the guest bedroom when Tim walks in the door. I call, "In here."

We stand on either side of the door and jump him as he enters the room. We cooperatively strip him. I give him enough of a blow job to make sure he is fully erect, while Mary lies on the edge of the bed.

She looks at him, and says, pleadingly and seductively, "I need you to fuck me now."

She has her legs up in the air and he stands at the end of the bed, her feet on his shoulders, and begins to drive Big Ben in. She is moaning as his enormous girth stretches her. I climb on the bed and put Tim's hands on her boobs as he is driving in and out of her. I kneel over her face as I kiss Tim, her tongue finding my slit and all that is within. She reaches up and pinches my nipples, I reach down and find her clit.

It is not long before she and I are both climaxing. As we calm, I push Tim back and he pulls out of Mary, bringing a disappointed moan from her. I climb off her and she gets up. I lie in her place and she climbs on top of me, in my previous position. Tim gets the idea and is soon pushing his cock into my cunt. Mary is holding Tim's head in both her hands as she kisses him passionately. We continue pleasing each other for several minutes until Mary moves a hand down to my clit. Soon after, I am moaning with an orgasm. Mary and Tim follow only a moment later. Mary gets up and we give a group hug. She then texts Alan and throws some clothes on.

"Alan agreed to pick me up so I didn't have to walk back afterwards. Congratulations on your interview Tim."

She throws some clothes on and heads out the door to get her ride.

"Was everybody in on this?" Tim asks.

"Pretty much, yeah," I say, "Alan felt guilty for not lending Lisa to you for this as well."

"Well, you all know how to make a guy feel appreciated, that is for sure."

We talk about our days for a little while before going to bed, but no more sex. We do have a good romp before my shower in the morning. This is not a carpool day, so I drive myself in. The day is uneventful, Lisa and I have a pleasant lunch and then I have a productive afternoon.

When I get home, Tim has made spaghetti for dinner. And bruschetta. This is definitely the tastiest dinner he has made. Add a nice salad, some good wine and some cannoli bought from an Italian bakery and he could serve this as a fancy dinner to guests. He is very proud of it.

He agrees to alternate between the two lists Alan made for me. We watch 'Secretary' tonight.

In the morning, I walk over to the condo. Alan and Mary are just leaving as I am coming up the stairs.

"She's in the shower. No time to talk; I have to get Mary to the train station."

I walk in and stick my head in the shower to say good morning. She is masturbating.

"Can't I get any privacy?"

"I can give you a hand -- or a tongue -- if you don't want me to just watch."

She comes just out of the shower so I don't get my work clothes wet and we kiss while I do get her off with my hand.

"Thanks," she says when she finally finishes her shower. "I could hear Mary getting off with a vibrator in her shower just before they left. It's what woke me up. But she doesn't have the rhythm to let me get off to her."

"Tim and I watched 'Secretary' last night. He was inspired to spank me as part of our sex last night. I am going to have to sit carefully today."

"Are you going to be okay for your game tonight?"

"I will manage."

"Let's go see what Alan left us for breakfast."

We eat the remains of a nice coffee cake to go with our coffee. Lisa also eats a good serving of fresh fruit. I was never a big fan of the fruit that she and especially Alan eat every morning.

We drive in together and dive into our work. The morning is broken when I get a text from the job. slight pay cut. I said yes. start next week.

I text ! pay is fine I'm sure

On my way to talk to Lisa, I stick my head into Marty's office to tell him that Tim got a job. When I tell Lisa, she is excited and texts congrats to Tim and texts Alan to tell him the news.

When we are ready to leave, I text Tim saying I will meet him at the condo.

When we arrive, Tim, Alan, and Mary are already there.

Alan has already started on dinner: chicken francese with a caprese salad. He says it will be ready in twenty minutes. He wants dinner done quickly so we can do my game and then he can drive Mary over to her apartment. Lisa sets the table while Tim opens a bottle of the Pinot Grigio that Alan selected for the dinner.

After another wonderful dinner -- I really have eaten fabulously for the last five days -- Tim ferries dishes into the kitchen while Lisa and I clean up. Alan and Mary put the pad on the table to protect it and soften everything for me -- my still tender cheeks appreciate that.

Following Lisa's lead from a few weeks ago, I instruct everyone else to strip. The two guys then get 90 seconds to unclothe me and do as they will with what they uncover. Once I am nude, Alan is sucking on my nipples as Tim is licking my pussy. A nice warm up, but not enough to get me off.

I lie face up on the table, my legs hanging off the end. Tim blindfolds me, and from the voices, I know Alan is helping him tie my hands over my head. Lisa and Mary are tying my ankles to the table legs.

For the second Wednesday in a row, I am tied up waiting to be sexually used. Last week, although Alan was filming and Lisa ending up watching the ending, only Tim was actually using me. And I knew what he was going to do. And I wasn't blindfolded.

This time, I am blindfolded, with four people ready to assault my body and I have no idea what will happen. I had not anticipated the lure of the unknown as much as it is hitting me.

I can hear them drawing their first cards to choose who goes this turn and for how long. They are not giving anything away. I feel a tongue on my clit. No warm-up, just straight to the clit. I am guessing it is Lisa, it feels like her. It is definitely not Tim; I know his style too well to be fooled. I have limited experience with Alan's tongue and especially Mary's, but my betting is still Lisa.

Whoever it is, they are determined to get me off as quickly as they can. I climax and they continue straight through. I am approaching a second orgasm when the timer beeps and the tongue disappears. That's not fair!

I feel Tim's cock pushing into my pussy. He doesn't wait as long as he usually does to let me adjust; forcing himself into me, using me as a sex toy. He is now plunging in and out aggressively. I need to cum but I don't think I can without some clitoral stimulation. And it arrives as his hand touches me. I am flailing on his cock, pulling against my bonds. This was a big one.

I am still climaxing when the damned timer sounds again. Tim pulls out and I am left empty.

Murmuring this time; it must be a tie. That means at least two players and twice as long.

I feel Alan's cock sliding into my cunt, still tingling from two orgasms in a row. I can at least easily distinguish the cocks if not the tongues. Then I feel someone climbing on the table above my head. A pussy is pushed into my face. Definitely Mary's. I know Lisa's too well to have any doubt. A hand is stroking my clit. Pretty sure it is Mary reaching down. And then I feel both my nipples being pinched. I assume Alan's hands.

Mary is pretty good with her fingers in my pussy. I can feel a third orgasm racing to the surface. I will at least take her down with me, driving my tongue against her clit.

We climax at almost the same time. She shifts her hand to soothing motions and I do the same with my tongue in her pussy. Alan, who has not found release yet is pumping away and still molesting my tits when the timer sounds.

There is a long session of murmuring as I wait for the next turn. It gives me a chance to recover a bit from the rapid succession of orgasms I am enduring.

Someone is climbing on the middle of the table, straddling me. I am guessing one of the guys about to tit fuck me. Then I feel Alan's cock sliding back into my cunt. He is thrusting in and out of me as soon as he is in. I feel someone climbing on the table by my head. It has to be Lisa; Mary is out for two turns after her climax. I get no such respite.

Lisa pushes her pussy into my face and I respond by licking and nibbling on her clit. I will get her off this time. I can feel hands pushing my tits together as Big Ben slides in between. Those are not Tim's hands. Lisa must be pushing them together for him. I bet he has his hands on her boobs. I stop licking for a moment; I am pretty sure I hear them kissing while using me as a their animated sex toy. I will definitely take Lisa out for a couple of turns.

Alan is taking himself out; two straight turns of fucking my pussy was all he could take. I suppose, that and watching his wife cum on my tongue while she makes out with his best friend. The thought of what is happening to me has me teetering towards another climax. I need to hold out for now and focus on pleasing Lisa. Soon she is squirming into my face. Her moans are muffled; Tim must be kissing her through the orgasm.

The timer beeps. I survived this round but I am horny as hell.

I know this time it has to be Tim -- everyone else is on a timeout for climaxing. I am not surprised when I feel Big Ben slamming into my pussy. He also reaches his hand down, finding my clit. After my last close call, it will not take long now. I can feel Tim is close and we climax almost at the same time. The timer sounds not long after.

Once again, there is only one choice for player. It has to be Mary, just released from being sidelined. She Is gently licking my pussy, tonguing and sucking my love canal. She stops and climbs up the table. She kisses me, letting the cum she sucked out of my cunt spill into my mouth. We kiss some more and then she crawls back a bit and suckles on one of my breasts until the timer beeps again.

I feel a hand lovingly caressing the other breast now. And a mouth sucking on my nipples. And long hair tickling my chest. Lisa's hair. Her mouth and one hand continue to caress my breast while the other hand is gently massaging my abdomen. This feels very nice, soothing, refreshing. She personally understands what I need right now. The hand on my abdomen slides further down, rubbing my mound. She must have drawn an ace; this is a long turn and it is just her.

Her fingers are now inside my pussy, not touching my clit, This feels very, very good. Now she is touching my clit. Gently, subtly. I am starting to breathe heavily. Now I am whimpering. And the timer sounds.

More murmuring. Then I feel a tongue gently licking my pussy. Not Tim and I don't think Lisa. Then a hand turns my head to the side and a cock slides in my mouth. Alan's cock. He has one hand on my head and one on a tit while he fucks my face. I am pretty sure he won't be able to cum again this soon.

Mary's tongue is no longer just edging gently around my labia, it is becoming more insistent, more forceful, directly on my clit. Lisa left me close enough that I will not survive this round. And I do not, having a strong but mellow orgasm on her tongue. She immediately shifts to a more calming stroke, brining her hands up to gently rub from my upper thighs all the way up to my belly.

Alan only releases my mouth when the timer sounds.

Shortly after Alan's cock pulls out, Tim's cock pushes in my mouth. Tim has a little better recovery ability than Alan, but I don't think he will be ready to cum yet either. With only Tim to consider, I spend a little more attention to his cock with my tongue.

Shortly after the timer sounds, someone climbs over my face. A pussy is lowered down. Lisa's pussy. I can feel her lie on top of me and her tongue in my pussy, as mine is in hers. No orgasms, but we have each other feeling pretty good when the timer beeps.

I hear some murmuring again and then Big Ben pushing into my pussy. A hand is on my head again and Alan is pushing into my mouth. Both are maintaining a nice steady pace. Alan is groping one breast, Tim is reaching up for the other. I am feeling very good as they keep going. This is easily the longest turn of the night. And still they keep going. I can feel Tim getting close. He reaches down and adds clitoral stimulation to everything else. For the second time during this game, I cum on his cock while he is filling my cunt with his cum.

But Alan keeps pumping in and out of me and no sound of the timer. Finally Alan groans and ejects his seed down my throat just as the timer sounds. I lick his cock as he pulls out.

More murmuring. The girls must have drawn a tie this time. Lisa is sitting on my face, facing away from Mary, who has her tongue in my pussy. I get Lisa off just as Mary brings me to my climax. We are into our calm down when the time beeps.

Mary climbs on my face and lies down into a 69 with me. I knew it had to be her, because everyone else is in timeout now. I bring her off, but she does not have enough time to get me off yet again when the beeper sounds.

Then Alan says, "That's been an hour now. And Tim and I at least are probably out for the night anyway."

Tim is untying my hands and taking the blindfold off of me. Lisa and Mary are untying my feet and rubbing my calves while Tim helps me sit up.

"Wow. That is insanely intense. And you guys didn't put any vibes in me like I did to Lisa."

I turn to Lisa, "How did you survive that with the added vibrators."

"I am not sure I will do this again," Lisa says, "But I would certainly ban vibrators. I didn't want to do that to you."

"Maybe I will try this again sometime, but with vibrators. But this was pretty intense as it was."

My legs feel a little wobbly and Tim helps me slide down and supports me for the short walk to my usual kitchen chair.

Alan is working on making tea and putting the dessert together while Tim sits with me and Lisa and Mary clean up the dining room table.

We are soon all around the kitchen table for our naked tea, eating cannoli and chatting.

Mary asks, "Do you think I can try being it one time?"

"I am sure we can find a time to do that," Lisa says.

"What about Alan and I? Don't we get turns?" Tim complains.

"When you are ready to cum seven or eight times in an hour, we can discuss it," I state firmly.

Tim quiets down.

Alan changes the subject, "I will be out on the west coast starting Tuesday next week. I won't get back until late Thursday evening."

"I am gone Tuesday and Wednesday," Lisa says.

"And I have a Wednesday Thursday trip," I say.

"I am in town, but I at least have a job to go to starting Monday," Tim says, still relieved to have found a job again.

"Do you want dinner company next Thursday, Lisa?" Mary asks.

"That would be nice," she replies, "Thank you."

"Mary, as soon as you are ready, we should throw enough clothes on to be comfortable going to your apartment. I can help bring the last load of stuff from my car up to your apartment," Alan says.

"I think I am ready. I had the most of my stuff shipped up and it should be arriving this weekend, at the new apartment," Mary says as she throws a tee shirt on and pulls her skirt over her naked privates.

Alan pulls his boxers, pants and shirt back on and they head out to his car.

I say, "Lisa, do you want to try to do something with Javi and Maria Saturday evening? I am sure Alan won't want to cook two days in a row. We won't get back from our tournament until roughly dinner time."

"We could all eat at Rick's I guess. Let's see what Alan wants. I agree that cooking a big dinner two nights in a row is a big ask."

"With the big tournament, I don't think we will do dinner Saturday night the next week. We already said that mid-week that week is out, so we are looking at two weeks or more before we have another group dinner. And my sister Mary is up the week after that."

"Kind of sucks, but yeah. So hopefully Saturday night Rick's will work."

Alan walks back in and Lisa asks him about our proposal for Saturday night.

"I don't see why not."

"I will talk to Javi tomorrow to check with them about it, but it seems like a plan," I say.

I take a last sip of my tea, and then say, "Thanks all of you for tonight. That was an amazing experience."

I turn to Tim, and ask, almost rhetorically, "Are you up to cleaning up from the tea by yourself? Alan did all the cooking and Lisa and I did a lot of cleaning after dinner. And I am still wiped."

Tim nods.

Lisa gets up and gives me a big hug. We hold the hug longer than usual. She goes over to give Tim a quick hug as Alan gives me one.

Tim does the quick clean up and then we head into the guest bedroom, arm in arm.

"I assume you are sated for the night," I say, "I don't think I have anything left to offer. And don't expect any wake-up sex in the morning either."

As we are about to fall asleep, I ask him one last question, "Did you like having Lisa on the table more or me?"

"Honestly, I like fucking Lisa more, mostly because it is a rare treat. And, as you noted, her pussy is tighter. But I came in your pussy twice tonight, so that was better. And I liked seeing you cum so many times. I REALLY liked that."

"Thank you for being honest. I love you so much."

"I love you."