Gooseberry Hollow Pt. 01 - Thursday

This is my first published story, I hope you like it. Many thanks to EvalineDoll for editing efforts. Any errors are purely my own. I will much appreciate whatever feedback you may care to provide. -v

Gooseberry Hollow

Prologue

Erin strode onto the patio of the bistro, head swiveling in an effort to find Scott. They were old friends meeting up for a lunch long overdue. They'd met in their junior year of college in a class on film making, even though neither of them had an interest in actually pursuing a career in film. They'd found a shared curiosity in a number of things, from films to music to literature. Anything that was stimulating for an active mind.

They were both seeing other people at the time, and so quickly formed a close, platonic friendship. A year later, they were both single and briefly flirted with a less than platonic relationship but after a scant few 'official' dates and one make-out session which was fun but somewhat awkward they decided it would be better to be friends than lovers. Since graduation they had each moved for work but they made a point to speak several times a year at worst but typically once or twice every month.

"Heya stranger," he called over his menu with a big smile.

"Scotty!" Erin squealed on seeing him. He stood up and they shared a warm embrace. He pulled a chair out for her and gave a friendly wave to the waiter, calling him over.

"Hi, thanks. Could I have a small glass of water and a large Long Island Iced Tea please?" she said to the waiter, an elderly gentleman with a bushy mustache.

"Right away miss. Any appetizers today?" he enquired.

She declined but Scott chimed in, "Just drinks for the moment, please. I'll also have a glass of water and your most expensive rye whiskey, on the rocks. It's a little too late for lunch and just a little too early for dinner, so if it's all the same to you, we can be very un-demanding customers so long as you continue to ply us with alcohol until we're hungry."

The waiter laughed and said, "Of course, Sir! I'll be back shortly," He squinted up at the bright sky, "Now be sure to pace yourselves in this hot sun!" He winked at them and retreated to the bar.

"Well, isn't he the friendly sort? Anyways, how the hell are you, Scott? Doing better without that stupid bitch? How's work? How are your folks?" Erin fired in one long breath.

"Slow down there, partner, or you'll pass out!" Scott laughed. "Let's see... I'm hella good, there's a lot of good in my life. Work is fine, my folks are fine, and yes, I'm doing great without Beth."

"That's so good to hear," she exclaimed, leaning over in her chair to give him a hug. "What the hell was she thinking? I know you two were in a rough spot, but damn."

Scott heaved another sigh, though this one telegraphed contentment rather than sadness. "Yeah, but it is what it is. My life has only gotten better since we divorced. No daily drama, no cold shoulders or snide remarks, and a lot more sex."

The waiter returned with their drinks along with large glasses of water instead of small. "You'll want to keep hydrated in this sun. I'll leave you two alone. Just wave me down if you need anything," he said as he turned and left.

Scott lifted his drink and swirled the whiskey around a little, "Erin, I promise you. I'm over her and can't possibly be more content with the joy that has entered my life since then."

"Scott, I'm so glad to hear that. You deserve nothing but good things," Erin smiled.

"Aww, thanks, Erin. Let's suck these drinks down as quick as we can and get a couple more on the way, and you can tell me how you've been. It's been about two and a half months since we got together, and only a couple texts, right?"

Erin's voice took on a cloudy tone, "I know. It's just, after my grandparents passed-I told you that right?" Scott nodded agreement, "I thought so... I think it was just before you and that stupid bitch split. Anyhow, I'm so sorry it's been so long! After the funeral and a couple weeks of moping, letting time do what time does, I got around to dealing with the inheritance. It was a lot. A whoooooole lot."

Scott's eyebrow raised in curiosity.

Erin continued, "Yeah. A. Lot. So, I'm newly retired from the dog eat dog world of corporate jingoism, and have settled into a nice routine volunteering for a number of charities I like and lounging by the pool at my new mansion."

Scott's other eyebrow raised now.

"Yeah, it's near Burlington. Was in pretty good shape and just needed a few cosmetic things done, like fixing the wallpaper, filling a couple of holes in drywall, and a thorough cleaning. Think 'Ghosts' rather than 'Downton Abbey' for the scale. In fact, here, lemme show you." Erin pulled out her phone and pulled up the photos, handing it over to him to scroll through.

As he did so he muttered, "Nice. Very, very nice. No jealousy here. Very nice." He smiled and gave the phone back. She took it and tucked it back into her shoulder bag.

"But, ya know, why the hell not have a nice place convenient for skiing? And besides, maybe I'll do short term rentals most of the time, and then turn around and donate that too. I'm basically living off interest," She cracked a Cheshire cat grin.

"Well, damn! First, I'm so glad you're doing well. I know it's tough losing your family and seeing you smiling makes me so happy. Second, it's a seriously nice place. I think you could charge buckets of cash if you rent it out. Even do weddings and stuff."

"I've thought about that. I think what I want to do is rent it for cheap though, much cheaper than it could really get. I mean, I inherited this money, I didn't earn it. I want to put it to good use so that's why I donate a lot of it. But I also want to do nice things for regular people too. Sure, if you're renting a ski lodge you're probably doing pretty good, but how can I arrange to rent it out to someone that would otherwise stay at a shitty motel-because that's all they can afford? Just to give them some joy. Just because I can."

Scott nodded along in agreement, "That's such an awesome idea, on both counts."

They sat in companionable silence for a few minutes before Erin giggled, then said, "Well, that's that... let's drink and you can tell me what's going on in your life!"

She waved at the waiter who was conveniently lounging against the desk on the other side of the room. He popped right over and then departed with their second-round order in anticipation of quickly finishing the first round. She picked up her drink prompting Scott to do the same. They toasted and Scott drained his entirely. Erin got about halfway through hers before her eyes bugged out and she put the glass back on the table, leaving some dribbles at both corners of her mouth.

"What the fuck am I doing chugging a Long Island Iced Tea!?" she blurted.

Scott threw his head back and laughed uproariously, "BAAAAH!!! You wuss!"

Erin growled and then smirked at him and then threw back the rest of the drink. "Up yours buddy!"

They stared at each other for a moment and then both burst out laughing again. The waiter arrived with round two and departed without a word, winking at them.

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After a long time spent catching up on the doings of mutual friends and former classmates, after an additional round, and finally a light pre-dinner snack the conversation finally rolled around to the topics of Significant Others and Current Sex Life.

"Okay buddy, you've skillfully avoided this all afternoon. I am so happy to see that you've reached peace with the split with that stupid bitch but I'm curious what is going on that has you... how did you put it? 'Content with joy' or something like that?"

"Can't think of a better way to put it. I am content, satisfied, and happy where my life is right now. My work is rewarding, I have a good circle of friends, several hobbies that keep me busy, and two stupid hot girlfriends. Vanessa and Maggie. You should meet them." That last bit said with a big, shit eating grin on his face.

"What?" Erin asked in a completely dead, monotone voice.

"You heard me. Vanessa and Maggie. We're a throuple, or something like that. They are both amazing, smart, hot, funny, adventurous, sexy, and well... you get it." He winked.

Erin sat for a solid sixty seconds without saying anything. She waved the waiter down again, asking for two shots of tequila and the check. On their arrival she handed one glass to Scott, lifted hers in toast again, downed it quickly and said, "I am... surprised. And intrigued." A brief look of hope passed over her face though Scott didn't catch it. "You need to tell me everything."

Scott laughed and said, "you got it! I can't tell you how badly I've been wanting to just blurt it out all afternoon!"

She paid the bill against his objection and they departed. It had turned into late afternoon and the sun was largely hidden behind buildings and trees. There was a large park across the street from the bistro with numerous individuals and groups lounging or playing. A fountain in the center sprayed water twenty feet into the air in a variety of patterns. They crossed the street and Scott offered a crooked elbow. Erin hooked her arm through and they began a leisurely stroll along the wide path that circumnavigated the park.

"Okay dude, spill it. How the hell do you have two girlfriends?"

"It is a surprisingly short story involving the gym, two broken hearts, a busted four-way, and an alignment of stars. Seriously, they're great. You should meet them. Maggie is a meteorologist on a TV station down in the city, nearly done with a master's and Vanessa is a forensic accountant. Though this isn't really a 'serious' thing, just a larger than average group of friends with benefits. But it's comfortable. We spend time together or just any two of us and there's no drama. It's easy. In a way that I don't think I ever had with Beth. Fate finally got around to doing me a solid," He grinned.

Erin laughed and replied "As you say. I offer no judgment and express only surprise. Now gimme the details."

Scott snorted a short laugh and continued, "I do not believe that for a second. He led her off the path to sit on a bench a few yards off the path and under a tree. "After Beth ended, I was pretty slow getting back on my feet, as you well know. I finally realized that my life was better off without her. And that was it. I threw myself into work, started playing soccer again, and started back at the gym. I'd become a regular and got casually friendly with a couple girls that were clearly 'together' that kept a similar schedule. Well, one Wednesday, I think about two weeks after you and I last spoke, they asked me and some other dude, Jim I think was his name, over to dinner at the one's home out in the burbs. Friday rolled around and we met up at Vanessa's house. She's super cute, with black hair and a killer smile. So, we had a nice meal that the girls made. Sitting around the table after dinner, having a few drinks, the girls get a... look... in their eyes and hit us up with "Do you boys want to play a game?" The other dude and I share a look and are like "uuhh, yeah" and there's giggles and smirks all around. Unfortunately for Jim, the game that the girls had in mind wasn't something he was willing to do and was invited to leave. No need to get into details. So, then it's just Vanessa and Maggie and me. We got drunk and high and fucked all night long."

Erin gasped at this and laughed out "you dirty slut!"

"You have no idea!" Scott replied. "Anyway, the three of us got together again a few days later, and then again and again. They were only sort of a couple when we all hooked up, and now we're all just... one. It's great. And the sex. God. Damn."

Erin giggled at that, then burst into a full roaring laugh, clutching her sides and trying desperately not to fall off the bench. After a solid two minutes she caught her breath, wiped the tears from her eyes and hugged him. "I'm so happy for you. That is so amazing. You are so lucky."

Scott hugged her back and said, "aww, thanks babe. How 'bout you? Or still too soon?"

Once the hug faded away, they sat back and just shared a comfortable silence for a few minutes again. Scott took a sharp breath so as to speak and Erin immediately said, in almost a whisper, "I know what I want but I don't know how to get it and I'm scared of what will happen if I do." Scott could clearly see the embarrassment take over.

He held his breath and then slowly exhaled, not having the faintest clue what to say. She took another deep breath, heaved a sigh of relief and then spent twenty straight minutes explaining herself, ending with "And that's it. That's what I need. Please help me?"

"Of course! How could I not?"

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Episode 1 -- Thursday afternoon

Erin waited patiently on the broad sweep of steps leading from the circular drive to the double doors. Her home was what would have been called a 'manor house' in another time and place. Hands clasped behind her back and wearing a light, floral print sundress of a subdued pink and yellow. She looked down the length of her body for the umpteenth time to ensure she was still as cute as she thought she was, and that she hadn't somehow tucked her dress into her panties or something equally ridiculous. She stood to a perfectly acceptable 5'6" with deep, rich auburn hair. She was naturally brunette but had always preferred being a redhead. It hung just below her neckline so was comfortable to wear up or down in a number of styles. Her profile was slim and fit, with a flat stomach, shapely though somewhat narrow hips, nice legs, a deliciously bubbly butt, and arguably perfect breasts. Smallish, she knew, but was eternally grateful that while small they looked amazing and wouldn't cause back problems later on. Her guests had texted a few minutes prior that they expected to arrive soon having been briefly lost.

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Kevin drove while Dana navigated. They'd flown from their home in Washington, DC up to Burlington, Vermont and then driven a rental for nearly an hour only to seemingly get lost within a few miles of their destination. Gooseberry Hill was east of Burlington, or so the directions they'd been provided said. They drove back and forth through the town a couple of times before finally identifying a small, unmarked street as their next turn. Once on their way again they breathed a sigh of relief. While it wasn't a long flight or drive, they had started the day earlier than usual so each could spend time in their respective offices wrapping up a few things in order to not feel guilty abandoning their colleagues for a well-earned and long overdue vacation. They were celebrating fifteen years of marriage this Saturday and felt an early start, Thursday afternoon, was warranted.

Now on the proper road at last they quickly found the address they'd been given. A small, simple sign announced the address as "Gooseberry Hollow." It was a long drive from the highway, snaking through a copse of trees and alongside a small creek. When the house finally came into view Kevin estimated it to be about three quarters of a mile off the highway. The house was... significant. Two stories and at least three times as wide as their own home. The brick and stonework prompted Dana to observe "It looks like it's from a Hallmark Christmas movie or something, yeah?"

"Sure as hell does. Hey, look, is there someone waiting for us right there?" Kevin responded.

"Looks like it. That's weird."

"Maybe. Anyhow, we're here."

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Kevin and Dana stepped out of the car together and smiled at the young lady on the steps. Erin returned a broad smile and she called "Hi there! You must of course be Dana and Kevin, and I'm Erin! It is such a pleasure to finally meet you in person! Welcome to Gooseberry!" She even gave a little hop of excitement.

The married couple quickly stepped up to shake hands with her, and while she gave Kevin a strong and confident handshake, she stepped right over and hugged Dana. They both smiled upon stepping apart. Erin then stepped to the car commanding Kevin to open the trunk so that luggage could be retrieved. Kevin started to protest that it would not be necessary but Erin simply bowed her head and replied "It is no trouble at all, please allow me to assist after your long day. I know you must be famished. Please, through the door and straight down the hall and then on the right is the kitchen. While dinner is not ready to be served, I have laid out a charcuterie board and chilled a bottle of wine for you. Help yourself while I get these to your room. I have another small chore or two and then I will return to you in the kitchen, or on the back patio if you find your way there."

Dana and Kevin could only smile and assent. Dana replied "Thank you so much for this warm welcome. We're very happy to be here, and really looking forward to a relaxing weekend for our anniversary."

"And so you deserve and shall have," Erin said as she smiled as warmly as a human possibly could, meaning it completely. She stepped forward with their luggage and Kevin hurried forward to open the doors for the ladies. Erin stepped through and turned to a wide staircase to the right. She tilted her head down the hallway, "Down there, then right. It should be about twenty minutes or so. Then we can relax with a drink on the back patio and get acquainted. Here at Gooseberry we feel it vital that we come to know our guests so that we can anticipate their needs."

"Thank you, Erin, we'll see you in a bit then!" Dana responded.

Erin smiled and turned up the stairs. The room she'd planned for their stay was the largest in the manor, fully a third of the upper floor east wing. Richly appointed with retro modern furniture and décor. There was a huge bed that must have been larger than a king size. There were also a pair of armchairs and a small ottoman set opposite of a grandly carved oak dresser and vanity. A large and comfortable bathroom was connected, containing dual sinks, a jacuzzi tub and a very large walk in shower. She quickly opened both suitcases and smartly put things away in the dresser, closet, and bathroom as required. Suitcases stacked in the back of the closet and she finished the room prep by lighting a pleasantly scented lavender candle on the dresser.

She stepped into the guest's bathroom and assessed herself in the mirror one last time. Her auburn hair was up in a smart ponytail. Delicate makeup with a little splash of color above the eyes, but nothing glaring or obnoxious. Her pink and yellow sundress was snug where it needed to be, accentuating her pert breasts. At her height she carried the hundred and fifteen pounds very well with slim hips below a flat tummy. Her legs were delicately curvy but toned enough to highlight that she was clearly a runner. She winked at herself, gave her ponytail a smart shake as to build her confidence, and strode from the bedroom and down the hall, quickly descending the stairs.

Dana and Kevin found in the kitchen a large and generous charcuterie, with a variety of fruits, veggies, meats, crackers, and dips. A white wine was chilling in a silver bucket just like in the movies. As hungry as they were, they spent five minutes doing nothing but cramming snacks into their mouths. With that need satisfied they helped themselves to a glass each and sat at the bar end of the counter.

"She sure seems nice." Kevin ventured, licking the remains of his snack off his fingers.

Dana considered her husband of fifteen years. He had a very carefully manicured look on his face right this second, but not well enough put together that she couldn't sense a wicked little "What? Who? Me?" from him. "Uh-huh," she said.

"Babe we've only been here for twenty minutes so what can we judge? Yes, she's very friendly. Isn't that pretty much what her job here would be? I think you're overthinking it. Just relax! We're well away from civilization, we've left our work phones at home, and this looks to be a really comfortable place to stay. I'm sure there will be plenty for us to do around here. That little town looked like it survives on tourism so that must mean there's tourist-y stuff to do. Let's just drink this delicious wine, nibble on the yummy snacks, and wait for our hostess to get us fully settled in before we pass judgement on the place." Kevin sat back, took a drink, and watched his wife absorb his words.

After a few moments she replied "You're right. This is a lovely place and I am super excited about a long weekend away for just the two of us. We'll just see where the day takes us."

"Fair enough babe. Fifteen years of delirious happiness. I love you."

"Aww, ya big softy. I love you too." Dana cooed, leaning in to give him a big smooch.

Erin swept into the kitchen at that moment, let out a short giggle and teased "Oooh, look at that. Like newlywed lovebirds. You two are just so cute together, I love it!"

Dana blushed a tiny bit, hiding it by swiveling around in the chair so as to stand. She stepped around Kevin and beamed at Erin "That was a wonderful snack but I desperately need to use the bathroom. Which way?"

Erin startled "But of course! Back behind you through the other door past the living room, and you'll find it down the east hallway. I'll clean up here and then meet you on the back porch?"

"Sounds good!" Kevin replied, rising from his chair and smiling alternately at his wife and his hostess.

Watching Dana and Kevin explore the living room on the way to the east hall Erin caught a shared smirk between them. Dana swayed her hips ever so slightly, just enough that it only faintly looked intentional. Erin quickly put away the leftovers in the refrigerator, carried the bottle and fresh glasses out to the patio. She raised the umbrella on the patio table and angled it to protect them from the late afternoon sun.

Dana and Kevin looked interestedly around the living room, noting a large television, comfortable and plush faux fur rug on the floor, several couches arranged to facilitate conversation. Floor to ceiling windows lined the exterior wall facing the patio and expansive grounds beyond. The arch to the east hallway was about halfway down the living room wall. They quickly found the bathroom and took turns using the toilet, washing their hands and faces. Dana went first and then Kevin. Upon opening the door Kevin was immediately pushed back into the bathroom as Dana briskly shut the door behind them. "Kiss me you fool!" She growled at him. Kevin embraced her forcefully, meeting her mouth with a deep and longing kiss. They had been married for fifteen years this Saturday but there was still a bright spark in their care and love for each other, unchanged since their first meeting in college sixteen years ago. They were both in their late thirties and both lawyers in DC. There was a deep connection between them from the moment they met. They'd each decided, separately and prior to meeting, that they did not want to have children and so had remained. They found that it allowed them to travel more, adventure, be lazy, and stay out way too late on a Friday night. They didn't drink and dance all night like they used to, but midnight was not abnormal.

She kissed him back, pressing her breasts into his chest. His hands quickly found her firm ass, tightly wrapped in her 'traveling' pants which were really just yoga pants with a single pocket. He grinned through their kiss and pulled away. "Contain yourself wench, we are keeping our hostess waiting." Kevin snickered.

"And she can damn well wait as long as I want. I'm not done massaging your butt either, mister." Dana purred as she reached behind him and gave his toned, firm ass cheeks a solid squeeze and caress.

They looked into each other's eyes and then laughed loudly together. "Okay, let's go. We mustn't disappoint our hostess with our vacation." she giggled.

Kevin straightened his shirt, then hers. They left the hallway together and found Erin on the back porch, with two glasses filled on the table for them and another in her own hand. She raised her glass in welcome and invited them to sit. They did so and each raised their glasses in toast together. Dana considered the day as unfolded so far. Work was handled, the travel was easy and drama free, the wine was delicious, the very air of Gooseberry Hollow seemed to emanate relaxation, and their hostess just radiated friendliness, care, and comfort. She smiled and beamed at her rugged husband and the cute pixie sitting across the table from them.

"Find everything to your liking so far?" Erin inquired.

Kevin replied "Absolutely. The charcuterie spread was great and that was a perfect wine pairing. The property here looks simply amazing. We're so pleased that our friend pointed us your way. We'd been casting about trying to find something fun and relaxing to do for months but kept coming up with dead ends. A friend of ours recommended Gooseberry as the most relaxing place a couple could spend a weekend. He generously gifted us this vacation stay, so long as we got ourselves here. We're from DC so it was just a short flight and then a short drive. The road you're on here isn't well marked out in town. Might want to talk to somebody about that, by the way. Anyway, thank you for the warm welcome, we are very happy to be here."

Dana chimed in as well "Absolutely! The grounds look well taken care of and the little bit of the house we've seen is just adorably charming!"

"Speaking of, would you like to see the rest of the grounds? We're on about eighty acres here and there's a nice path for meandering and won't take too long. But there are also a few things you should see in the immediate vicinity of the house. Please, follow me?"

All three of them coincidentally only had a little wine left so they each finished and placed the long-stemmed glasses on the table. Erin ushered them down the wide steps from the back porch to the lawn. It was meticulously mowed and had a variety of flowering plants arrayed around the edging and in large wood encased planters located throughout. She led them past a small but beautiful rose garden to show them the pool and hot tub. "The pool is heated but given how warm it's been the last few weeks I haven't had it turned on. The tub only takes about twenty minutes to get up to temp if you decide to relax in it." She showed them the pool house where there was a large stack of towels and various floating devices from simple tubes to a complex floating recliner that included two cup holders.

Erin asked Dana to share one thing about what she did for work and one thing she did for fun. Dana cocked her head very slightly askew, so little that Erin was unlikely to have seen it but Kevin certainly did. "Well, I'm a lawyer for a firm in DC that negotiates contracts between private industry and the federal government. While my firm represents a number of clients that work with various governmental departments, my focus is working with nonprofits, helping them complete grant requests properly, ensuring federal laws are complied with and so on. Sounds kinda dull, and it sure can be sometimes, but I think it's important because it helps people help other people. And I think that's an important thing."

Erin smiled delightedly and replied "That's amazing, I'm so glad you get to work in a field that you love, and that brings comfort and support to people. I think that's super important too. Thank you for sharing! Now! What about something you do for fun?"

Dana considered for a moment and shared "I like kayaking, canoeing, and white-water rafting. Any day spent doing any of those, even in the pouring rain, is better than a day spent in the office. Don't mistake me, I love my work and I'm so glad I get to do it. But at heart I just want to lay about in the sun, read books, drink wine, and... "with a quick glance to her husband, "other things."

Erin smiled knowingly, turned to Kevin and asked "What about you Kevin, what do you do for work and for fun?" They were still strolling around the very, very large backyard on the pea-gravel path. Kevin stopped for a moment forcing Dana to stop as she was holding his hand. He leaned down to tie his shoe and while he did so explained, "Like Dana I'm a lawyer working with the federal park service to manage contracts with vendors and whatnot. I head up the department that oversees ethics compliance, advising both parties to the contract as needed." He looked at his wife and grinned, "We met in a law-school ethics class about sixteen years ago now? She had taken affront to a presentation I gave to the class and after class that day cornered me in the hallway and read me the riot act about how everything I had just said was wrong. I remember looking at her for a few seconds, then coolly replying 'great, so do I! I was supposed to present the opposing view. Want to get lunch?' and she stupidly agreed and here we are! Fifteen years married, every day better than the last." He beamed at his wife and leaned over to give her a kiss on the cheek. She batted her eyes and smiled in return.

Shoe now tied they returned to their meandering. Erin slyly and confidently taking a place between her guests. She asked them if they had kids to which they responded they did not and purposely so. Erin then asked them what their favorite prior vacation was.

Dana considered for a moment and said, "For me, it was the two weeks in Greece for our tenth anniversary. Little island off the southwest coast. Very much a tourist trap, but we lucked into a private rental property so we had some space around us at least. It was an absolutely lovely town and I love Greek food. Snorkeling was amazing... I swear, it was the clearest and bluest water I've ever seen. One day a cabbie even told us about a shipwreck that could be explored! That sounded super fun, sparking an imagination of a classic 'Black Pearl' kind of thing along with a hope for a full 'Goonies' experience. So, we booked a trip on a tour boat, which should have been our first clue. The cabbie wasn't exactly telling the truth about the mystique of the whole thing. Turns out, the ship was some rusty old freighter from the fifties that had washed up on the most beautiful, picturesque, secluded beach you can possibly imagine. Near Zakynthos, Greece. While the ship was a little disappointing, that was the best snorkeling spot I've ever been to in my entire life. Go if you can."

Erin took all that in and said, "Noted, I promise you I'll visit within the year!"

They all shared a laugh and Erin turned to Kevin "Kevin? What was your favorite vacation?"

Kevin grinned a little and glanced with a slightly embarrassed look on his face at his wife. He raised an eyebrow in question and she squinted at him in apparent dismay. That quickly faded away to be replaced by a knowing grin of her own, a wink, and a "go ahead, dear."

Kevin's blush deepened a little. "So, there we were on a beach in Maui three years ago. We rented an amazing property right on the water like a movie star would own. We really did it first class... helicopter rides, fancy dinners at the finest restaurants, swimming in the warm Pacific Ocean. Just peaceful as could be. Then one night..."

Dana let out a short giggle fit, causing Erin to gasp and say "Oh now, what did you two do?" now a cute grin on her face.

"It was our last night. The house we were in was fairly private but the beach itself was not. We'd been there a week and hadn't seen anyone on it so we thought it was. We had taken a whole week off to be there through a weekend and the following week and leaving on a Friday. So, there we were on Thursday night not having ever seen anyone on the beach at all. We had a later afternoon flight the following day, had enjoyed a highly relaxing several days, and there happened to be a large bottle of tequila on the back porch, along with a large... I don't know what to call it? A beach bed?" Erin looked from Kevin to Dana, who was now sporting her own blush. Kevin continued, "So. Last night. We had a light dinner in anticipation of flying out the next day. We'd had a few glasses of wine at a nearby restaurant. We were lounging on the back porch when Dana poured us each a shot of twelve-year-old tequila, winked at me, and gestured to the beach bed. So, uh, you know. There I was, flat on my back with wifey here... when something like fifteen people passed about fifty yards down the slope towards the beach. They turned and saw us while Dana here was ahh... you know.... They hooted and hollered at us just as... well... you know. She was startled but she didn't stop." Kevin finished, winking broadly at the girls.

Dana's blush deepened to an amazing scarlet red. She knew what he was going to say but still found it scandalous, and titillating, to hear him tell it to a complete stranger. Erin reached out and took both of Dana's hands and assured her "Oh Dana, I'm sure they were just as amused as you were surprised! I know for sure that they tell that story more often than you do. 'The Night of The Beach Side Blowjob!'" Dana bit her lip and then they both burst out laughing, with Kevin joining in too.

They clutched their sides and laughed for several minutes, fully dispelling what minimal tension there had been. Dana and Kevin found Erin to be warm and inviting, and very easy to talk to. She was a good listener and a master at keeping a conversation flowing.

They continued their walk for another thirty minutes as Erin pointed out the horseshoe pit, the tennis court, and the garage. They had a number of all-terrain vehicles in case there was an interest in exploring the property as well as snowmobiles for winter, along with a few bicycles. There were a pair of easy trails that snaked through the property past the pond, a creek, and a large field of wildflowers. Dana and Kevin were walking hand-in-hand again, but with Erin holding Dana's other hand as good girl-friends do sometimes. They circled back to the porch and sat happily into their original chairs. Erin poured them each another glass of wine. Raising a toast again she said, "To new friends!" and they clinked their glasses together once more.

The three sat in silence for a few minutes simply enjoying the wine, company, scent of flowers, and chirping of birds. Kevin and Dana shared a questioning look and sharply raised eyebrow when Erin briefly left the table to retrieve another bottle of wine.

Once everyone's glass had been refreshed and they were settling back into the loungers the three shared an almost comedic sequence of looking at each other. They laughed uproariously again, but upon gaining her breath Erin said, "I am so happy that you've chosen Gooseberry Hollow to host your special weekend! I strive to create a welcoming, comfortable, and relaxing atmosphere. While under my care I will ensure your comfort, provide for your entertainment, and... really, just make sure that you have the amazing and relaxing weekend that you both deserve."

Dana and Kevin both smiled at Erin, though were silent for a moment. Kevin broke it saying "My friend Scott was very confident that we would have the most relaxing vacation of our lives here. He's the one that told us about this place. He did not share that... hostess? Is that your position here? I assume there must be at least a few others given the size? Are the other guests here already? Anyway, he assured us that we would be very well taken care of here."

Erin smiled her warmest smile at them again and replied "That's correct. Scott is an acquaintance of mine and was generous enough to help me organize a plan to give you the most perfect, rejuvenating, and relaxing experience. He informed me that he had some very close friends in mind that might really enjoy the kind of experience I'm trying to provide here." Erin took a drink and continued "To answer your question, yes I am the hostess. But I am also the chef, the housekeeper, and the door-woman. And the owner, for that matter." She grinned and gave a confident little nod.

Dana took on a slightly startled look, "Do you mean to say that this is your place? And that you run this B&B entirely on your own? As big as this place is, how can you manage that? And to spend so much time with us this afternoon! I don't think I've seen anyone else though, have you Kevin?" She turned to her husband who remarked "Now that you mention babe, I don't think I have."

Erin smiled at them both and said, "Well that's simply explained. You are the only guests, and are the sole focus of my attention over this long weekend of yours."

"We're the only ones here. The three of us?" Dana asked flatly.

"That's right. I find that I am most able to provide the level of comfort and leisure that I wish to provide when there are a limited number of guests." Erin sat back in her chair, with her hands folded into her lap. She continued, "Unless I am mistaken, your good friend and my acquaintance Scott will have said something along the lines of 'Everything included and pleasure assured' or something similar?"

"Something like that," Kevin said slowly.

"Well, that is completely correct. Everything is included. I have a number of fun activities available for you to choose from at your whim. Hiking, shopping in town, kayaking, there's a beautiful drive through the mountains east of here too. Very good skiing in winter. You can do whatever you like while you're here. Eat, drink, make merry. Your pleasure is my sole focus this weekend. Everything is included." Erin finished with a confident note of fact.

Dana looked to Kevin, who was likewise looking at Dana. Dana turned back to Erin and asked "Everything?"

"Everything." Erin replied, with an almost but not obviously sultry note.

"Everything?" Kevin repeated.

"Everything." It hung in the air for a few seconds and no one even breathed. A hummingbird flitted across the table breaking the awkwardness of the moment.

Dissipating the tension fully, Erin said, "Why don't you two retire to your room and freshen up before dinner? Second floor on the east wing, you'll know it when you see it. I have a few things to finalize for dinner and I'll see you about six-thirty?"

Kevin blinked a few times, looked at Dana, turned back to Erin and blinked a few more times. "Sure?" he said, almost but not quite sounding like a question rather than a statement. Dana covered quickly and said, "That's fine, we'll see you in a little while." She stood, took Kevin's hand, and led him into the house.

---

Erin sat on the patio for a few minutes, breathing deeply to calm her nerves. She felt like she had played the role of welcoming hostess as well as she could possibly have hoped for. They were an absolutely lovely couple and she was highly optimistic that she would next see them at dinner rather than spraying gravel all over the yard while they made an escape. Scott had assured her that while there was some measure of potential that they would bolt immediately, he had also assured her that they were an open minded and adventurous couple, he just didn't know exactly where their limit was. Guess we'll see about that, she thought to herself.

She placed the ice bucket and glasses on the solid silver serving tray and took it back into the kitchen. It was about five thirty now, so she had an hour to both prepare dinner and her evening attire. She put her trepidation out of her mind and focused on the menu. She had selected a light Mediterranean meal, a light souvlaki, a hearty salad with tzatziki sauce with tomatoes and cucumbers on the side. While running through her fifth mental inventory of the ingredients today she put away the remains of their snacking. It took a good fifty minutes to finalize everything in the kitchen and set the table for a comfortable meal for three. What needed to simmer was simmering and what needed to cool was in the fridge. She strode quickly to her own bedroom which was on the second floor on the opposite wing from her guests'. She had chosen a pink dress again, but with a low cut and light airiness to it that was slightly more exuberant than the sun dress she'd been wearing. It accentuated her upper curves at the same time as it highlighted her gamine hips and legs. She touched up her hair and makeup as well, pleased as could be with the outcome.

She stood for a moment and admired herself in her full-length mirror. She'd been incredibly nervous approaching Scott with her thoughts, fears, and desires but was finding that had actually been more nerve wracking than the afternoon's conversation with Dana and Kevin had been. She genuinely liked them both. They were good people and she hoped that she could, and would be allowed to, give them an experience like they've never had. She blew herself a kiss in the mirror, winked, and confidently stalked out of her room.

---

Dana and Kevin returned to their guest room to find that Erin had already put their belongings away. "Not something your typical B&B does now, is it?" he asked her.

"Yeah yeah, but I don't care about that. What the heck did Scott get us into here?" She fretted. Dana was clearly worked up over this. She certainly wasn't a prude as the 'Night of the Beach Side Blowjob' could attest to, but c'mon! This was supposed to be a romantic and relaxing weekend to celebrate their anniversary! Why would Scott send them here!?! What was he thinking?? What is going on here?!?

"Babe, I think you're overthinking it again. Scott knows us and we know Scott. I don't think he'd send us somewhere that we wouldn't like being." Scott and Kevin had worked together several years ago when he was newly married to Beth and was just transitioning into a new position with Kevin's firm in DC. The two couples had hit it off instantly and spent many Friday nights together recounting their varied trials (pun intended) and tribulations of being lawyers in the nation's capital. Scott's position was a little more bureaucratic in nature and so had limited future prospects. When Beth got an offer to work for a well-regarded company in New York City she took it. The financial security and potential for Beth's future was significant. Scott found a new position in New York as well. While they'd only worked together for a few years in DC the two couples had hit it off very well. Of course, when 'The Incident' happened and it turned out Beth was a trollop Dana and Kevin had sided completely with Scott and abandoned her as a friend. Fun is fun, but cheating is cheating, they both thought. Scott deserved better than Beth. And boy, had he ever found it. They were well apprised of the current situation-ship that Scott was in and were totally supportive. They were ecstatic that he had so quickly moved past the heartbreak stage of a traumatic divorce and found... a very abnormal but completely satisfying relationship. What more could they possibly hope for their friend?

Dana squinted at Kevin with a wary and questioning look on her face, "I dunno babe. This seems like there was a plan here and we weren't part of it. Don't you think?"

Kevin laughed a little while stripping his shirt and pants off, "I am going to studiously not assume anything. Our good friend recommended Gooseberry Hollow as just the place we need to unwind, relax, celebrate, and have some fun. Recall he said that specifically too? 'To have some fun' he said. I don't think he'd steer us wrong."

Dana chewed her lip for a moment and considered her ruggedly handsome husband. The fifteen years of their marriage seem to have passed in a blur. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that they were the best of friends, never fought, and consistently supported each other. They were basically one person in two bodies. He was the best person she'd ever known and was confident he'd say the same. Stereotypes and smarminess aside, they were literally perfect for each other. Love and trust between them were complete.

"Okay babe," Dana finally said, "Let's go enjoy a nice dinner. I'll venture to guess that Little Miss Erin will be more forthcoming after dinner and a few more drinks. "Besides," Dana said coyly, "she kind of reminds me of my roommate senior year..."

"You mean the one I walked in on you muff-diving?" which elicited a smack, a giggle, and a kiss.

"Yes, that's the one. You know, I still can't believe you didn't just join us. But nope, you turned around left. Dummy."

"Dumbest thing I ever did. But hey, we hadn't technically started dating yet so I didn't know what a horny slut you could be." Kevin teased.

Throughout the hour before dinner they continued to discuss the goings on so far as well as possibly to come and found an increasing interest in seeing just where things might go with Erin. They were supremely comfortable in their relationship, loved each other, and wanted each other to enjoy all that life has to offer. If that happened to include a threesome on their anniversary... Well, who would they be to pass on fate?

Dana checked her makeup one last time, reapplying what needed it and adding a little additional smokiness to her eyes, which was not lost on Kevin. She was wearing a coral green dress with white strappy flats. Her hair was butter blonde, shoulder length and with curls teased out at the ends that she touched up with an iron just now. She was much shorter than her husband, and a good combination of slim and curvy. Her breasts weren't large but because she was so petite otherwise they gave off the illusion of being bigger than they actually were. She had a few freckles splattered across her nose and cheeks that really came out in the summer.

Kevin on the other hand was solidly built of average height, muscles lean and toned. A short, messy haircut of thick brown was consistently blown around like he'd just landed an open-cockpit airplane. Just the epitome of 'shit hot stud'. His green eyes flashed with an easy smile, and a light stubble of beard had sprouted throughout the day.

At last they were both dressed and Kevin stood in the doorway admiring his wife as she put the finishing touches on makeup. She smiled at him in the mirror and then looked down coquettishly, purring "Well, one thing I know for sure. No matter how dinner goes, you are absolutely getting lucky tonight. Here or somewhere else, I'm going to have my way with you." She grinned wickedly at him.

Kevin's mouth twitched into his trademark sly grin and said, "As you wish."

They both laughed, briefly kissed, and then exited the bedroom.

---

The couple found Erin in the kitchen slash dining room bustling about and placing the final few serving dishes on the table. A melodic, atmospheric music was playing lightly in the background and the kitchen smelled delicious. There was again a bottle of chilled wine on the table with three glasses having just been poured. Erin smiled warmly and welcomed them, "Ahh, there you are! Would you like some wine?"

"Yes, of course!" Dana replied, confirming for Erin that no doors had been shut, at least not yet. "Dinner smells delicious!"

The next hour passed in what seemed like moments. The three devoured dinner, dessert, and several glasses of wine. Conversation centered on the somehow not inappropriate typical first-date kind of things... where they grew up, went to school, favorite movies (they were all avid movie watchers, which was also one of the commonalities between the wedded couple and the erstwhile Scott), favorite books, and so on. Erin talked about what life was like here at Gooseberry, though she did admit she didn't actually live there full time. She actually lived in New York City, same as them. She explained she had recently come into the property by way of inheritance. Erin did not elaborate on the source of inheritance, simply explaining that it was long enough ago to be accepted as growth rather than denied as tragedy. Life was what it was, she sighed. Dana got up and walked around the table and gave Erin a big hug that lasted for several moments. Dana returned to her seat and Erin smiled at them both with a contented sigh.

"Thank you for that," Erin said as she looked quickly at her hands folded in her lap. She was firmly grappling her fingers in nervousness and trying to hide it from them.

She took a brief moment to compose herself by filling her glass and taking another drink.

"Well, I think maybe it's time we take a good look at the elephant in the room, shall we?" Erin said in a confident and direct tone that completely belied the stark terror she felt, while gesturing pointedly at the wall behind her guests. Kevin and Dana turned inward to look at each other directly, then pivoted further to look behind them. On the wall was a painted piece of nostalgic, fifties looking advertising art. It showed an elephant wearing an apron, wearing a chef's hat, smiling somehow, and proudly holding a tray of fresh muffins with its trunk. Kevin and Dana turned back to each other and then to Erin, who did her best to keep a straight face but failed completely and cracked a huge grin, eliciting gales of laughter from all three of them. Several minutes passed as they joked and quipped at each other about elephants, muffins, and everything related to either and ignoring what was really foremost in their minds.

Erin wiped her eyes again and heaved a huge sigh, her nerves settling finally. Dana took that in, chewed on it for a moment, and then asked again "Everything?"

She took another deep breath and said, "Everything. Including me."

"What? Why?" Dana asked bluntly.

Erin breathed deeply for a third time, in and out. And then again. She bit her lip for a moment and looked demurely at her hands again, and near whispered "Because I want to. Because I enjoy bringing joy to others. Because I want to give myself completely to the joy of others, and because I th... because it will give me joy too." It was a short but honest statement of complete and unassailable fact, were someone able to truly discern the state of mind of someone else.

Now that her real purpose was fully laid bare Erin felt an immediate relief rather than a crush of fear. She had held that bottled up for such a long time that it was like lifting a weight from her spirit. She smiled lovingly at her guests and waited for them to process her words. She had prepared for this conversation for weeks. She had one more line to say, and while it was a little goofy, having gotten to know them throughout the afternoon and evening she thought that it would produce the desired effect.

Erin again dipped her head in a delicate and flirty way and said, "If it pleases you Mistress, and you, Sir."

That caused both Dana and Kevin to sit back in their chairs, and share a look. Hope? Trepidation? Excitement? Maybe all three. It was indeed what they thought it was. Now the question was simply what to do about it. All three sipped at their wine. Kevin realized that he had in fact drunk quite a bit since arriving, and he knew that if he was feeling it as a light buzz, then Dana must be heavily buzzed. Kevin broke the reverie, saying softly "That is... a lot to consider, I think. We've all had quite a bit of wine today and think perhaps it would be best if we slowed down a little. Would that offend you?"

"Of course not, Sir! I realize this is a lot to take in. Perhaps you might enjoy a walk about the property? Now that night has fallen you'll find the fireflies out in force."

Dana, recovered a little from the confirmation of Erin's intent, coupled with her own realization that she was quite buzzed, chimed in "I think that's a lovely idea. Why don't you join us?"

Each left their wine glass unfinished and stood, stretching legs and arms. The patio was well lit, though not excessively bright. As they stepped off the concrete onto the gravel path Kevin took Dana's hand in his. They each gave a good squeeze as if to reassure feelings and intentions. Erin explained "once we're around the corner away from the patio we'll really be able to see them very well. I've always loved fireflies. What an odd quirk of evolution."

"I know, right!" said Dana, "they are beautiful though."

The three strolled around the property slowly, simply enjoying each other's company and the ambience of a warm summer night in the mountains. The fireflies were out in number, and the din of crickets calling to each other was fading to nothing as the nighttime hunters came out. They strolled and chatted of inconsequential things for some time, before Dana carefully spoke "Erin, thank you for sharing this place and your time with us... But again, why?"

Erin considered for a moment and replied "I wouldn't wish my path to wealth on others but such is life. While lounging around my home in New York this past Winter it dawned on me that I had a rare opportunity to do something more meaningful with my time than just doom scrolling on the internet and going to cafés. I wanted to make changes in my life and how I lived it. I wanted to help people in both big and little ways. So, I dove into charity work, contributing significantly to a variety of outfits that are doing work that I think is important. Which, by the way, is super awesome about the two of you, that you both also work with nonprofits."

The three continued walking as Erin spoke, in the dark now and not really looking at each other. Erin found it easier to confess herself this way. "So that's most of it. I contribute both money and my labor to a number of non-profits because I can when others cannot. I think that's helping people in a big way. And to be selfish it makes me feel good too." She paused a moment to consider, "Then I bought this place, fixed it up a little, and have been doing short term rentals for a couple months. I wanted to make it a nice place for people to relax so I only charge a very little bit. Much less than I could. I don't need the money of course. So that's worked pretty well so far. Then I thought it would be interesting to do a 'B&B' type thing too, to really take care of people. The rest of it..." She trailed off a little as a reddening blush spread across her cheeks. "Well, the rest of it is that I have come to realize I'm most happy when the things I'm doing make other people happy. Being able to help with charity is a gift, but I am also in a position to do things that maybe some other people aren't as free to do. Something... more... direct and... submissive." She faded to a whisper at the end.

---

"You are a lovely, sweet girl, and I think that you are much more... brave right now than you're letting on, and we truly appreciate it and the trust you're putting in us." Dana observed "Because this is something that would be fantastically embarrassing to get wrong, and in fifteen years of marriage we've found that THE most important thing is communicating well." Kevin nodded agreement as Dana continued "So to be clear, you are offering yourself to us. For whatever we want of you. And you'll do it without exception?"

Erin's dimpled cheeks smiled at the question but spoke a little more confidently and forcefully than she had in several minutes. "Not quite 'without exception' Mistress, but very close. My purpose is to provide for your every need and pleasure. If it is within my power to provide, I will do so. I am very resourceful." She finished and winked.

Kevin, speaking for the first time in several minutes, asked simply "what is the 'exception'?"

"Thank you for asking, I feel that we are growing in our comfort together and, like you, that open communication is key. Please forgive me for being a little vulgar, but the main exception is that I don't do anal. At least, the conditions under which I am willing to are extremely unlikely to occur this weekend, so let's just leave it there, please." Erin concluded matter-of-factly. A pause hung for a moment when Erin continued, "I am not a prostitute and I am not for sale in any way. In the same way that you would not want to be shamed or humiliated or degraded I do not either. I am here because I want to be here, and you are here because you want to be. And all three of us are still here because we all want you to use me as your plaything. At least, I hope you do?" She finished with a lilting question mark.

"Lovely girl," Dana cooed, "that is a delightful and intriguing offer. I think due to the significance of what you're offering and the not insignificant amount of wine drunk today, that maybe we should slow down, and perhaps discuss in the morning with clearer heads?"

They had completed the loop and returned to the back patio. There was still a fair bit of wine left in the bottle, and while the air of trepidation and excitement was still heavy, it was still early. None of them were drunk, just buzzed. Kevin sat down in his chair and poured another glass, inviting the ladies to sit too. They did, and they spent another half hour in light and friendly banter.

As conversation wound down Erin said, "It tends to be warm so you may want to keep the window and door cracked open to allow a little airflow." They all rose from their chairs and Erin performed a quick and very cute curtsey, hugged them both, and stepped up the patio to open the door for them. Dana smiled at Erin and tugged Kevin along, "Let's go dear, I'm dreadfully tired." As Kevin passed Erin he reached out and gave her forearm a friendly squeeze, as if to say "I got you."

---

An hour later Dana and Kevin were lounging in bed. It was still a little early, only nine. But having started their day at five that morning they were both more than ready to drift off to sleep. That is, if not for the incredibly cute redhead who had just thrown herself at their feet.

"Well, this was not what I was expecting when Scott told us about this place." Kevin pondered, with a big grin spreading across his face.

Dana smacked him across the arm and grinned back "Yeah yeah. Can you blame her, though? We're both very attractive and a girl could definitely do worse than us when trying to set up what is clearly her first threesome!" Dana cackled and burst into laughter. Kevin joined her in mirth and they both fell on their sides on the bed. They giggled, snuggled, and kissed for a few minutes before finally bowing down to their inevitable vacation bedtime routine of shower, brush teeth, and fuck. They showered together because it was the largest shower they'd ever been in. While the water heated up she whipped a towel at Kevin's rear end and said, "Okay mister, let's get you out of those pants and into these pants."

Kevin grinned and then growled at her. "As you wish, Buttercup." Dana's eyes flared with glee as he used a very old and no longer used pet name of hers. With Dana's perfect blonde tresses, it was only natural that Kevin called her Buttercup. That was years ago though, and for reasons neither could explain he just stopped using it one day. She batted her eyelashes at her husband, "You boy, come here and pleasure me. Kiss me like you love me."

Kevin swept her into his arms and lowered his head to meet her inviting lips. He was a fair bit taller than her so he frequently did a full lean with her in his arms. She had always loved the feeling, being swept off her feet like in old movies, so to speak. He leaned her back upright and cupped her face in his hands. "Babe, I know what you're thinking, and you know what I'm thinking. We shouldn't rush into anything here, but you want it. I know you do."

Dana blushed and couldn't help but lower her hand to the warm spot between her thighs. She kissed her husband again and only said, "We'll see in the morning. Let's shower and get to bed."

After a luxurious but ultimately chaste shower the two toweled off, brushed their teeth, and fell into bed. It was very large, very soft, and very comfortable. The room was laid out such that from the bathroom door the bed was to the right, with the headboard up against a brick wall but flanked by two floor to ceiling windows. The wall opposite the bathroom also was nothing but large windows. The kind of blinds that could be lowered from top or raised from the bottom were mostly up, leaving just a foot or so at the top clear. The door into the bedroom was to the left of the bathroom door, and faced more or less directly opposite the foot of the bed.

They fumbled a bit, peeling back the comforter on the bed, and snuggled up under just a sheet due to it already being fairly warm. Kevin remembered Erin's advice and hopped out of bed. He figured out how to crack open one of the windows next to the bed and then cracked open the door a few inches. Just enough that a breeze wouldn't be able to blow it closed or open it further.

He bounced back into bed and smacked Dana's exquisitely proportioned ass. She gave a short yelp and rolled over to face him again. "Babe, I love you so much. I've been so turned on all week looking forward to this, but then being kind of blindsided by that minx-y temptress I kind of forgot about it. So yeah, ravish me please."

He laughed then forcefully kissed his best friend and wife. Their tongues danced in practiced harmony as their hands began to roam over the others' chest. She swirled her fingers through the light bit of hair he had on his chest. It was dark and formed a bit of a tee-shape between and over his pecs. He truly is a magnificent man, Dana thought to herself. Kevin's hand caressed and enveloped one breast, gently teasing the nipple with a squeeze. He moved his hand to her other breast and repeated the motions. She was predictably responsive to having her nipples tweaked, squeezed, and finally kissed. She redoubled her efforts to drive her tongue all the way down his throat to which he responded by dropping his hand to her ass, pulling the cheek outward to allow his fingers to slip between her thighs and gently caress her center. She moaned and thrust her ass at his hand while still kissing him deeply. He rolled her onto her back and commandingly spread her legs. They were both nude already so there were no impediments to the rapidly growing trail of kisses from her lips, to her neck, to her breasts, then stomach, and ultimately mons. He lifted her thigh and kissed the inside of her knee, trailing light kisses back to her center. He lifted his head again to provide her other leg the same treatment. Dana moaned throughout, bucking her hips lightly trying to find purchase with something more solid than a kiss. She grasped at the sheets and when Kevin again returned just to her center to kiss the delightfully bald mound above her slit again, she immediately grasped his head and pulled his face into her pussy. His tongue flicked in and out quickly as he moved his head up and down. He alternated quick little touches with more forceful and broad-tongued licks, starting at the entrance to her center, up between her slick labia and pressing hard into her clit. Each time he returned to her clit she moved closer and closer to release. Kevin repositioned himself to be able to tease her pussy with both his tongue and one hand while leaving the other hand free to caress and pinch her nipples. His tongue rolled over her clit now, his finger diving in and out of her wet, warm pussy. They'd left the light on in the bathroom and shut the door most of the way so there was a faint splash of light across the bed. Kevin stared into his wife's eyes while he tongued her clit and fucked her pussy with what was now two fingers. Her torso spasmed, then her hips, and then her legs. She stared deeply into her husband's eyes while he pressed hard into her clit with his tongue and rolled it back and forth. She lost all sense of place and time... her orgasm was majestic. She continued to pull his head into her pussy, trying to fuck his face with her all her will. He obliged, maintaining a steady rhythm with both tongue and fingers for a few seconds until the squirming subtly shifted from "oh my god thank you for making me cum" to "okay please stop making me cum now or I'm going to die." He raised himself to his elbow and crawled up towards her mouth, planting delicate licks and kissing with passion on the length of her body. He smiled deeply at her before kissing her mouth again, teasing her with the juice from her pussy. It was slightly musky and salty and she savored it. She kissed him back and snaked her hand to grasp his that had been working her pussy. She raised the hand and sucked both of his wet fingers into her mouth, delighting in the naughtiness that it displayed. She loved it when he ate her pussy. He was fantastically good at it. She gave a hell of a blowjob she knew but Kevin, he was an artist.

They smiled contentedly at each other for a moment, basking in the glow of shared love. Kevin winked, put on a wicked grin and said, "Wanna fuck?"

"Uhh, yeah!" Was her immediate reply as she kissed him again.

He sat up, flung the sheets fully off the bed and rolled Dana over to be pointed down the edge of the bed, with her head nearly but not quite hanging off the end. It would be in a few minutes, but she could wait. She hiked her legs up and hooked her hands behind her knees, presenting her glistening pussy fully to Kevin. He leaned in for a quick kiss and lick that elicited the hoped-for giggle. He stretched himself forward, bringing his solid cock up to her thighs. He teased a little by sliding the head up and down her slit, tapping her clit a few times. She wiggled and moaned "Fuck me now, I want you to fuck me. Stop teasing me and fuck me!"

He slid his cock completely up to the base in one smooth motion. Simultaneous with her own gasp of pleasure Dana was sure she heard a very faint yelp from the hallway just outside their bedroom. Kevin stroked a few more times but her attention was fully directed toward the door. Dana propped her head up and whispered to Kevin as quietly as she could, "I think she's in the hallway." Kevin simply blinked at her and looked at the door. He had stopped the movement of his hips for a moment but then did another full-length stroke which prompted another involuntary moan from Dana and a lighter moan from the hallway. Kevin contained a giggle and leaned close to Dana's ear. "You're right, she's out there. What do you want to do?"

"Well first, don't stop, let's not let her know we know she's there. Kevin grinned and resumed sliding his cock smoothly into his wife's sopping wet pussy. Dana moaned a few more times for effect then after a short pause said commandingly "Erin!"

Erin yelped a little again. Her hand was slick with her own juices. She'd been standing in the hall for ten minutes, listening to her guests fuck. She said faintly "Yes, mistress."

"Have you been out there listening to us?"

"Yes, mistress."

"Have you been masturbating while doing so?"

"Yes, mistress."

Dana grinned up at her husband, who was still slowly fucking her.

"Would you like to come in and watch my husband fuck me?"

"Yes, mistress." Was the faint but clearly desirous reply with a slight squeak at the end.

"Keep your eyes on the floor, open the door, turn on the light and stand against the wall opposite our bed facing the bed. Do not look up until I tell you to. Do it now."

"Yes, mistress." Erin sighed in considerable relief. Until this moment she had harbored a deep fear that for all her preparation, planning, and desire this might still fall apart around her. She smiled, smoothed the hem of the silk chemise she was wearing, looked at her feet and pushed the door open lightly. She flicked the switch that turned on just the dim, yellowish recessed lights directly above the bed. They were a warm color which made for a very inviting space without being glaring. She stood with her back against the wall and continued to look at her feet. Clearly they were in bed but she could guess nothing further.

"Very good, Erin. Erin. That's a pretty name but I think we need a pet name for you, too. Hmm..." she pondered for a few moments. "Do you like Kitten?"

"Yes, mistress, if it pleases you."

"It does. We'll see how well it fits. You are a sneaky little pussycat, listening at our door like that."

Kevin continued to slowly fuck his wife though he was gazing intently at Erin. Her red hair was down now and tumbled about her cheeks tilted forward as her head was. She was wearing a neon pink chemise that hung just to the top of her hips. Her panties were clearly slick with her need. His cock twitched in his wife's warm pussy.

Dana's head lolled back a little so that she was looking at Erin upside down now. She looked up at Kevin again and winked at him and he winked back. Her eyes shifted back to Erin and she commanded "Okay you little minx, lift your head and watch. Keep your hands by your side. In fact, you are not to masturbate at any point this weekend unless one of us tells you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, mistress, you are in complete control of my pussy."

"Very good. Now watch us. I want you to imagine that it's your pussy that he's pounding into. Your clit that his pubis is assaulting with each deep thrust." Kevin contributed here by forcefully slamming his cock deep into her, over and over. Dana's eyes rolled back again but quickly returned to Erin. She moaned further "oooh, his cock is so big. Fuck me baby, fuck me hard!"

Kevin shifted a little and grabbed one of Dana's breasts, rolling the nipple between his fingers. He kept his eyes on Erin as he continued to thrust into Dana. She looked at him and bit her lip, a light moan escaping her lips along with a tiny sliver of drool. She was more worked up than she'd thought was possible. She ached with need.

She looked to Dana again who said, "Honey, show her your cock. Show her how big it is. Show her what she wants but can't have." She moaned as Kevin's throbbing cock slipped out of her.

Kevin was resting on one knee while holding one of Dana's legs straight out to the left. He continued to stroke his cock slowly with one hand, letting go of her leg and reaching down between Dana's legs to massage her bare mound, gliding a finger into her pussy up to the first knuckle and palming her clit. She moaned and said, "I love it when you massage my clit like that. I cum every single time you do, have you ever noticed that?" She purred at her husband. His hand steadily continued stroking his cock, slick with her wetness and generously helped with pre-cum. "I know, baby. She hasn't taken her eyes off my cock since I sat up. I think she even drooled a little bit. That was pretty hot, actually."

Erin blushed, her panties becoming soaked more and more thoroughly by the second. She did not move though, as much as she wanted to. She did not want to disappoint her guests again.

Kevin addressed Erin again "you must have worked yourself into a good frenzy over the last few weeks, haven't you Kitten, since this was scheduled, right?"

"Yes, Sir, I have. I have been daydreaming about meeting you and making you both comfortable and giving you everything you could possibly want in celebration of your love together." Erin beamed.

Dana cooed "Well Kitten, other than your brief stray into naughtiness here, you have treated us very well today. I have an idea for how we can thank you. Would you like to hear what that is, Kitten?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"My stud here is going to move to the floor and I am going to sit in front of him and give him the incredible blowjob he deserves. Would you like to watch that, Kitten? Do you want to see his wet, gleaming cock sliding in and out of my mouth?"

"Yes, Mistress." Erin moaned as her eyes rolled back a little.

"Kevin, if you please." While he arranged himself at the foot of the bed Dana pulled her hair back into a ponytail and plopped down in front of him. She glanced sideways at Erin and said, "Kitten come sit next to me, facing directly at the side of his cock and I want you to sit on your hands to ensure there's no inappropriate touching. I want you to watch very closely how I do this in case you need to do it some time. Do you think that's a good idea, Kitten?"

"Yes, Mistress, then I can please him just like you do."

Dana smiled and patted Erin's cheek. She turned her head to her husband's now slightly flaccid cock. "Oh no! We can't have that!" and took the entire length into her mouth at once. She immediately began to bob her head with abandon. She slurped as spit and pre-cum oozed out of her mouth and down her chin to coat her tits. She leaned down a little and took one, then the other, then both of his balls into her mouth, sucking and licking them at the same time. She moved her mouth back to the tip of his cock, having slowed her hand to a gentler pace, up and down the length of his shaft. She rubbed at the base and the tip with her thumb, eliciting a strengthening low growl practically emanating from Kevin's chest. Dana sat back for a moment, her mouth a bare inch from the tip of his wet, now throbbing member. She looked sideways at Erin and purred "Should I make him cum now Kitten? Would that turn you on?"

Erin was practically having an orgasm of her own, so wet and eager was she with anticipation. She moaned in a low and needy voice "Yes, Mistress, suck his cock until he explodes for you."

Dana giggled and immediately set to it. She took him as deep into her mouth as she could, over and over again. Stroking his shaft with her hand in unison. Her other hand massaged his balls by rolling them around like dice. He finally let loose a loud and primeval grunt, grabbed his wife by the back of her head, slammed his hips into her face to fuck her mouth as deeply as he could and shot a torrent of his hot seed straight down her throat. She greedily took all that he gave, but quickly pushed him back pulling his cock fully out of her mouth so that his continued orgasm would spray across her face too. Several ropes reached across her cheeks and into her hair. She kept her mouth open and head tilted back, now milking his cock directly into her mouth. He groaned in ecstasy and let go of his wife's head. He shifted his eyes a little and saw that Erin was positively frozen in rapture. Dana pulled back a little and winked up at Kevin, rolling her tongue around in her mouth now filled with cum. She closed her mouth and swallowed while turning her head towards Erin. Erin's eyes went wide as Dana leaned in, grabbed her by the cheeks and forcefully kissed her. The salty remnants of cum passed back and forth between the two girls in what can only be described as an epically erotic display. Erin kept her hands down at her sides but kissed Dana back as fiercely as she could.

Dana separated from Erin and sat back with a contented smile on her lips now along with the dribbles of cum that connected her chin to her breast. She pushed Kevin a step backward and stood. She faced Erin and said, "Stand up please." Once Erin was squared up to Dana she smiled demurely and looked down at her feet again. Dana lifted Erin's chin and with a gentle thumb scooped the last bit Kevin's seed still laid across her cheek. Erin's eyes were wide as she watched Dana roll her fingers together a little showing just how sticky it was. She stuck her tongue out and slowly licked both fingers in and out of her mouth. She smacked her lips and smiled at her pet.

"That is fine Kitten, you may return to your room now. Remember what I said and do not pleasure yourself unless one of us tells you to. Off with you now."

"Yes, Mistress, if it pleases you." Erin looked up and her eyes twinkled at the exhausted couple. She bowed her way out of the room and padded back to her own. Kevin and Dana, still flush with the heat of sex and the joy of something new collapsed snuggling into bed and fell quickly asleep.