Barstow - "No Suits"

Steve's girlfriend Debbie steps through the sliding glass door and onto the patio. "Steven!" she scolds. "You've got to be fuckin' kidding!"

"What? You don't like the joke?"

She huffs and shakes her head in disapproval at him.

"Well, for one thing, it's redundant. Everyone within 100 miles of this place knows the rules here!"

"But it's funny!"

"According to you!"

Emily steps onto the patio, glances at the new sign Steve just put on the wall above the hot tub, and chuckles appropriately.

"She gets it!"

Debbie slumps into a sigh, "You guys."

The "new sign" is a custom-made warning message in the style of a traffic sign, showing a silhouette of a man's dress suit halfway immersed in symbolic water, with a big, red, circle-slash "prohibited" symbol superimposed over it. The confirming text beneath declares "NO SUITS".

The Albertson household has been a "no clothing" zone for nearly two decades, reinforced when Emily and Jackson Foster joined Steve and Cyan in spiritual matrimony nearly four years ago, forming a "fourple." Nudity around the house is the rule in practically all situations, save for their comings and goings in and out of the outside world.

"Saves on laundry" and "smaller closets" are more of Steve's jokes, but the reality is comfort in their own skin, and no interference or awkward moments shedding clothing when the mood strikes for intimacy. Even just passing in the hallway doing chores is a frequent opportunity for standing intercourse or an affectionate hug-and-fondle. It's how they live.

Guests are also expected to be naked on premises. But that's not a problem either, as "guests" are typically their swinger friends, or other lovers who know that the first rule of this house is, "If you're going to be here, you are going to be nude." No ifs, ands, or butts.

Well, yeah, "butts." There is a convenient pile of sitting towels in each room with chairs or upholstered furniture.

"Tub, or me?" Steve propositions, with a straight face.

"Both," Debbie answers.

Emily side-eyes to Debbie, "Both. We good on lube?"

"There's a little left in the tube," Steve confirms. "Need to run by Patricia's store sometime today to get more."

"I guess," Deb grumbles. "We gonna save you for her?"

"No. It'll be later this afternoon, maybe even after dinner. Plenty of time to recharge."

Steve gives both a gentle helping hand as they descend into the built-in spa tub. He's turned on the stronger jets, but not the blower on account of its noise.

"Steven?" Emily inquires, "Is there ever going to be a time when you are done with Patricia's therapy?"

"Yes. When she's confident enough in her sexuality to attract and keep a boyfriend, and tone it down with the kinky stuff."

Debbie fondles his penis, fingering the head ridge to help his erection along. "Your glans ring. That's certainly kinky. She keeps asking for it."

"Well I don't think it's kinky, though I understand that somebody who doesn't know me would think so. But you know why she likes it, don't you?"

"Filling, I suppose."

"Yes. Mostly the extra stimulation. It's taken a while for her to regain vaginal sensitivity since her second kid. Who's first and how do you want me?"

"I am, and doggie. Shouldn't need the lube just yet." Emily nods her assent.

Steve assists in Deb's leaning over the edge of the tub, closes his eyes enjoying the fondling of her breasts, and aims his now-hardened cock, hitting the target with no hands. These are two very practiced lovers. She purrs into the intimate contact.

Emily leans into Steve. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Turning on the jets like that."

"So you can ride one."

"Uh huh." Em kneels on the bench seat to direct the nearby tub jet to her valley and clit. She reaches to caress Steve's butt cheek as he thrusts. "Ooooooh gawwwwwd," she moans.

"You know I don't like cum in the tub," Steve gently reminds Deb.

"Fuck that rule, Stevie. Let it go in me this time. Please?"

"As you wish. Don't tell Jackson."

Both ladies softly chuckle. Then Deb sharply inhales, on the verge of her first orgasm. Emily isn't far behind. Steve's doing his very best to contain his.

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Patio door cracks open again. This time it's Jackson and Cyan, having just returned from the grocery store. They're finding three of their lovers in the hot tub, leaning into each other and softly fondling fun bits, but obviously relaxed into virtual piles of goo.

Speaking of "goo", Jackson complains, "Fuck, Steve. I see you jizzed in the tub. You're constantly giving me shit about doing it!"

"It was the moment, Jax." Steve leans to Debbie for a tonguing kiss.

"Well you can just skim it all out. Sorry, ladies."

"We don't mind." Emily affectionately fingers Steve's pecks. She glances down. A glob of semen is stuck to her breast. "Badge of honor around here."

Jackson grumbles, "We need to put the groceries away, Cy. Your ice cream."

"Oh, yeah! Stevie, can I have some of that later?"

"Didn't you have Jackson before you left?"

"Uh. Steve. Sort of. Don't know quite how to say this..."

"Oh no. What did you guys do?"

"Jax and I are banned from Kroger now. You and Em will have to do the shopping from now on."

"Like I said, what did you guys do? Damn."

Jax let's out a deep sigh, "She got a wild hair about 'test driving' cucumbers in the produce section."

Debbie and Emily totally crack-up. It takes a couple of minutes for them to calm down. Oh, never mind. They glanced at Cy, then at each other, and the guffawing starts all over again.

Cy admits, "Well, at least they let us pay for the cart full of stuff before escorting us out."

"Yeah," Jax confirms. "The only reason they didn't call the cops was because they knew us as regular customers, and there were no other customers who saw us. They told us you'd have to do the shopping from here on out, Steven."

Debbie is grinning when she asks, "You find one?" She and Emily start to laughing hard again. Steve can't hold it back, either, then Jax joins in.

Steve moans, "As if we don't have enough of a reputation around here as it is. Go deal with the groceries and get out of your clothes. Oh. And about 'later.' I have to see Patricia."

"You absolutely have to cum in her, Steven?"

"I do, unfortunately. She considers it a gauge of her progress."

"But you can't cum with the ring on."

"I take it off when I'm ready to."

Cyan sighs as she directs Jackson back into the house.

Emily asks, "You going to pop in on Keri?"

"Could. What's your thinking?"

"You and I catch a late dinner there."

"Late enough to..."

Em says, "Yes. Get a room for the three of us. Debbie? You mind?"

"Go ahead, sweetheart. I'm waffling about heading back home. Caroline's out screwing some visiting golf pro and it would be just Ellie, me, and Toby."

Steve is puzzled. "I thought she was dialing that stuff down."

"Oh, she has. She loves you, Stevie. She certainly doesn't do the local club members like she used to. Visiting pros, though, she feels a little obligated."

"Or has a reputation to uphold."

"That, too," Debbie chuckles.

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"Ohgosh! Hi! What a surprise!" the adorable bar/café host greets. "You didn't call first!" Keri is struggling in refraining from leaping into a hug with her man.

"No time, sweetheart. This was an off-the-cuff idea Emily had."

"Yeah! He had an errand and I wanted cuddle time with you, so here we are! You going to be able to spend the night with us?"

"Just the two of you? And yes! Of course! Ohgosh!"

Steve asks, "You want to invite Cat?"

Keri pauses. "No. Not this time. Just the three of us would be awesome."

"We can do that, but you know I'll owe Catherine."

"That's okay. We may be BFFs, but we both love you for you."

"Thank you, sweetie. I'll make a date with her when we see 'er in the morning."

"Bar or table?"

"Table. Steve doesn't know it yet, but this is my craving romantic time for the three of us."

"Wow." Keri escorts them to a table in a quiet corner.

Steve ponders, "Em? I had figured that out. I heard it in your voice."

"Nothing loving gets past you, does it?"

"Nope. And thank you for this. It does get a little intense around the house sometimes."

Keri chuckles, "No kidding, you guys. I'm going to be your server tonight, so the usual?"

Steve looks affectionately to Emily, and then to Keri. "Not this time, sweetheart. That top-shelf bourbon Ted hides behind everything. For both of us."

"Do I tell him it's for you guys?"

"You'd better. Otherwise he'll moan about 'which customer knows about that?'"

The three softly laugh, and Keri takes off to put in their bar order. Steve and Emily are holding hands across the table when she returns.

Keri smiles at this. "Aw. You guys are so cute. Em? Ted says you owe him big for this." She sets two glasses of very fine, very aged bourbon on the table.

Emily snickers, "He make any mention of what he wants from me?"

"Oh, yeah he did! You and him in the public hot tub at quarter after midnight."

Em looks to Steve, then glances to Keri. "You guys gonna be okay with that?"

Steve smiles to Emily, "Oh, Ker and I will figure out something to do."

Keri giggles, "He also said there's going to be a challenge in it, too."

"Oh?" Em is amused.

"You guys catch up with him at the bar sometime this evening for details. You ready to order?"

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Stepping through the lobby on the way back up to their room to freshen after dinner, Em asks Steve, "Do you want to wait for Keri to end her shift so she can join us for our dash to Sinful?"

"Haven't decided. Don't forget, it's not a 'dash'. There's a therapy session in this, too, if the store isn't too busy."

"Oh, yeah." They're waiting for the elevator, so she fondles his cock through his pants to verify that he is in fact wearing his heavy glans ring. "I'm sorry for us that I am just not comfortable with it."

"That's okay, sweetie. There have been plenty of mishaps to make it more bother than it's worth."

"But it sure looks good. You gonna show it off while we're here?"

"Don't know. We'll just see what the evening has for us."

"Stevie? Are you really okay with my fucking Ted tonight? This date was for us and Keri."

"Where in our operating manual does it say we are to turn down free nookie when it's offered?"

"You're a nut."

"At your service. Seriously, he's one of your regular side guys and he's done you in front of me countless times. So if he's available and interested, and manages to get it up with me there, I'm certainly not going to kick."

"What do you mean 'manages to get it up?'"

"The ring intimidates him. Don't know why. I've offered to let him try it on."

"That you have. Still. We gonna wait for Keri?"

"Hmm. May as well. Linger in the bar?"

"That would be okay. I can tease Ted. He started it."

"Uh oh. How?"

"I brought my hooker outfit."

"Emily! That's practically naked!"

"Oh, I know. And naked would be less obscene. Just at the bar. I have one of your button-downs to wear over it as we come and go."

"Now that's sexy as hell, Em."

"I know. 'Boyfriend shirt' is such a trope, but a really good trope!"

"And that you're with me, it keeps the other women in check. Ownership."

Emily grins in her guilt, leaning her head into his shoulder as they take the remaining steps to their room.

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Freshly freshened, Steve and Emily softly shut the door and stroll down the corridor to the elevator lobby, fingers intertwined like lovers do. Em decided that just the shirt by itself should be sufficient for messing with Ted.

Steve summons the elevator, "You aren't?"

Emily and a couple of their other ladies very frequently tease hard by stripping off for elevator rides with their men.

"No. I'm keeping it on. This may be a sexy date, but it's a romantic one, too. Loving nudity when and where it's appropriate."

Steve suppresses a laugh. "Oh, we'll see about that. I know you!"

She leans into him for a kiss, and reaches down to squeeze his testicles through his shorts. "I love you, Steven."

"You have a funny way of showing it sometimes."

"And you appreciate every bit of it."

"Granted."

Elevator doors open and the pair briskly step into the lobby and around the corner.

They are met with muffled laughter from Keri. "Back for more, huh? Oo. Boyfriend shirt. Anything under it?"

Emily chuckles, "You know the answer to that!"

"Oh, I do. You guys are down here to mess with Ted, aren't you?"

"Oh, he fired the first volley!"

"Gotta work here, but I'll watch when I can. Your objective, I guess, is to make him so horny for you he'll be walking funny."

Em grins a shit-eatin' grin. Steve just rolls his eyes. They both give Keri a subtle touch and find seats at the bar. It's not crowded for a change, just four guys nursing their drinks and not chatting much.

They're surprised by a big paper sign taped-up to the glass door from the bar out to the courtyard garden area. "Private party, entry by invitation only." The sign nearly covers the entire door.

Steve's curiosity gets the best of him, and greets the bartender with, "Hey, Ted? What's that about?"

"Hi, guys! Em, are you really okay about tonight? Ker said you guys were out on a date, just you guys. That's sort of unusual."

"We're fine, Ted. You're a friend and that certainly was a playful offer. The opportunity for fun with friends is always on our dance card."

"Well thank you, sweetie. Steve, that's a swinger group. I'm surprised you didn't know about it."

"Not always up on the other groups in the area. You know we have a unique style."

"Not from here. Somewhere in... Arkansas, I overheard?"

"Oh, that's different! Arkansas is sort of a difficult place for adult-to-adult activities."

"I wouldn't know. You want me to ask for an invitation for you and Emily?"

"Sure. We're always game for something out of the ordinary."

"Hang on. Let me see if anyone here needs a refill, and I'll go talk to them."

"Thanks."

Ted asks the other bar patrons if they're good, and disappears to use the staff door into the courtyard.

"What are you thinking, sweetie?" Em asks.

"Don't know what to think. We don't crash parties, for one thing."

"You know, it's entirely possible that somebody in there knows us. Arkansas. Next to Memphis."

"Oh shit. Not Susan, you think?"

"No. If she were up here she'd be all over your ass."

"Yeah. Then whom?"

She giggles at his anally proper grammar.

"Those couples we played with at that downstate park for Susan's filming. Three years ago, maybe?"

"Possible!"

Ted has returned. "Steve? I told their main person about you guys and he was intrigued, but he's coming out here to talk to you in person first."

"Thanks, Ted. That makes sense. We'd do the same thing."

The courtyard door can be heard unlatching, and a young man wearing just shorts steps out into the bar area. He scans the room.

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"Oh fuck. It's you guys!"

"(Told you!)" a giddy Emily chuckles in Steve's ear.

Ted is shaking his head at this, muttering to himself, "You clowns sure do get around."

"Hi, Justin," Steve greets. "A little far from home, are we? How's Tammy?"

"You remember our names? You are..."

"Good memory. Steve. The one who didn't fuck your wife. She here?"

"She is."

"How about Crissy and Chad?"

"They're here, too."

"Are we okay to join your party?"

"You are. Most of us know about you guys. You're friends of Susan's. What am I saying? You're the closest thing Susan has to a boyfriend. Follow me."

Halfway down the short corridor Justin stops. "This is a nude party, so you will need to remove your clothes. You okay with that?"

Both Steve and Emily are working very hard at not bursting out in laughter.

"Yeah, we're okay," Steve tries to deadpan. Emily is failing holding it in and lets out a couple of squeaks.

The three step into the courtyard, and a crowd of about two dozen naked bodies turn around to gawk. "Clothes!" several shout. Emily hastily unbuttons her shirt and tosses it on a patio table, Steve takes all of five seconds to drop his shorts and pitch it and his shirt on top of Emily's.

Somebody can be heard, "Gawd guys! Check out the cock bling! Justin? Who are they?"

Another male in the back sort of moans, "I forget their names, but I fucked her a couple of years ago for Susan's video in the woods."

"Hi, Chad!" Emily calls back to answer. "I'm Emily, this is Steven."

One of the ladies seems surprised, but knows something. "Guys? Steve. He's gotta be Susan's boyfriend! He does exist!"

Chad's voice is moving closer to where Steve and Em are standing. "Yeah, that's him. He was fuckin' Susan nearly the entire time we were filming."

"You are correct. To be clear to your friends here, Chad was fuckin' my wife for the video, and Justin here was doing Emily."

Emily nods. "I might have a story to tell on Justin."

"Oooooo," from several in the crowd.

Emily leans toward Justin, "(Juss? Do I tell them that my husband had to suck you up so you could do me?)"

"(NO! I'm straight!)

"Never mind." Em snickers at her being in the driver's seat. Steve gives her a smirking side-eye acknowledging that bit of evil.

Steve ups the ante. "Justin? Chad? Where are your ladies?"

Crissy steps out of the shadows and is behind Steve. "Right here. You going to fuck me with that ring?"

"I can."

Emily is chuckling to herself. Steve suggests she work the crowd.

He asks Crissy, "Before we do this, why are you guys all the way up here?"

"To get away from the heat. Both kinds."

"Oh, dear. What happened?"

"We used to party at Juss and Tammy's place in Jonesboro. Somebody invited the wrong person thinking it was a bar pickup situation. It wasn't. It was a state cop."

"Anybody arrested?"

"Not that stuck. Justin was booked and spent a few hours in jail. Magistrate kicked him loose saying that particular anti-nudity law could be easily challenged and not worth the court's time."

"Yeah, I know about the law. How'd you know about this hotel, though?"

"They ran an ad in a FKK newsletter."

"Okay. I know they've been trying to appeal to European tourists for a while. It's why they tolerate nudity in the pool atrium after 11:00."

"Oh? We didn't know about that!"

"Now you do. Just try to keep any sexual contact low-key. I and my friends play down there frequently, so don't bugger it up for us."

"Between that deal with Susan and now this, you seem to be quite the experienced swinger."

"Over twenty years."

"Really? Here you go." She bends over the patio table to take it doggie. Steve obliges.

"Try not to clench. It pulls the ring off."

"Oh. OH! OH MY FUCKING GAWD!" as Steve pushes in.

"Cris? You okay?" Chad calls.

"Ohgawd YES! You're getting one of these! Ohmygawdfuckingfuck!"

Steve warns, "Take it easy, Crissy. Oo. Try not to clench! You don't want to lose it in there!"

They're drawing a small crowd, watching this stranger's taking of one of their own.

"He sure seems like he knows what he's doing," somebody says.

Another, "Yeah. I've never heard Crissy that excited about just a fuck."

"Magic ring. Gotta be," one of the women surmise.

"No. Has to be more than that. Angle of the dangle, maybe."

Crissy lets out with a loud gasp and collapses into the table, almost tipping it over. Two of the men grab the table while Steve reaches around to hold her up.

"Fuck," one of the men gripes. "She's never cum with me in under an hour."

"Me neither. Like you said, Mel. The ring must be magic."

Steve has pulled out and the ring is right where it's supposed to be, nestled up against his glans ridge. "You have to know how to pilot it, too." He's still fully erect.

One of the other ladies muses, "You know, guys. That might well be a demonstration of what it takes to have and keep Susan."

"Susan and I are more than just about fucking, you know."

"That's what she's said. Something like you 'fuck her mind, too.'"

Steve inquires, "How often do you see her?"

"Oh, once a month or so. She keeps recruiting in our group for her amateur-theme porn vids."

"Well then tell her a friend said, 'Fuck you, cunt!'" Steve chuckles. "You'll be surprised at the response you'll get. Any of you seen Emily?"

"Your lady?"

"Yeah."

"She's over there in the corner riding Little Bill's cock."

"I take it 'Little' is a joke?"

"It is."

Justin steps into the conversation. "Steve? You and Emily are more than welcome to party with us tonight. Several of the girls have suggested sampling 'The Magic Ring,' as they're calling it."

"Oh, thank you for the offer, Justin. Em and I are out on a special date tonight with one of our mutual girlfriends, and are mostly looking for quiet cuddle time. When she's done with Bill over there, I think we'll gather up our friend to run an errand with us, then settle down for a night of intimacy."

Crissy has caught her breath, and informs Justin, "Juss? Steve told me something. Pool area is nude after 11:00."

"Really? Steve?"

"Yes. Like I told Cris, keep the sex activity in check in there. No rowdy stuff. I and my lovers frequently use the spa tub during nude hours, and don't want to have a good thing shut down."

"Thank you. Yeah. If Crissy told you about my recent adventure..."

"She did."

"... well, okay. I certainly know where you're coming from."

Emily sidles up to Steven. A veritable river of semen is coursing down her thigh. Steve chuckles at this.

She confirms the ridiculously obvious. "Bill cums a lot."

"Evidently."

Crissy gripes, "Oh, you've finished him off for the evening, it looks like."

"One and done?"

"When he cums like that, he is."

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Your Steven here... uh..."

"We heard," Em giggles. "Stevie? I think Keri should be off by now."

"Keri?" Justin asks. "Not that really cute hostess, right?"

"The very one. Glad to meet everyone. Juss? I'm going to leave my calling card with the bartender for you. Please keep in touch. I'll ask Susan to let you know when we can make it down to your area."

"Thank you," as they shake hands. Steve and Em gather their clothes and head for the exit.

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Ted looks up from wiping the bar as they pass. "You guys were in there a while. How'd it go?"

Steve smiles, "We made some friends. Would you be offended if we took a rain check on paying Em's debt for the good bourbon?"

"Oh, that's okay. I was mostly messing with you guys. Anything change?"

"I let them know that nude was good in the pool, so there will be a crowd."

"After eleven, right?"

"Yep. Also asked them to keep it cool with any sex in the atrium. They had reasons to respect that."

"Oh?"

"Cop trouble at home. So they know the score."

"Too bad. Oh! There's Keri!"

"Sweetheart!" Keri purrs as she leans into Steven, and puts her arm around Emily. "What's the plan?"

"Get you changed out of your uniform and pay a visit to Patricia," he answers.

"Therapy, or store?"

"Both."

"Okay. Let's highball!"

Emily cracks up at that. "Steven, you are such a bad influence!"

He just grins.

Em and Steve stand by in the lobby for Keri to duck into the staff lounge for her locker and a change of clothes. Didn't take too long.

"Hey, cutie," Steve chuckles. "That dress is kinda short."

"I'm on a date with you guys. Of course it is."

"And..."

"I'm on a date with you guys," she laughs as she flashes a bare pussy at them.

They laugh to each other and fall into a group hug.

Emily is amused, but in that display is now curious about Keri's intimate grooming. "Ker? Do it yourself, or do you have somebody? You're always smooth every time we get together."

"I have a laser technician here in town. Who do you use?... oh, never mind. I've had your guy at parties at your place. He's got a fat one."

"Yeah," Em chuckles. "I like Sergio, so I really have no wish to change. Mostly curious."

"Of course you do. You 'tip him,' don't you?"

"I do. Do you?"

"No. Lady nurse. Strictly business."

"I've heard laser is expensive."

"It is. But the math works. One treatment lasts months. Waxing for me was an every-three-weeks thing."

"Smart girl," Steve muses.

"It's why you have me, Stevie."

"Among many attributes, sweetie."

Keri wistfully smiles, and side-hugs her fella, but has to let go as they navigate the revolving door.

"You guys wait here while I fetch the car."

"No, Stevie," Keri counters. "It's us. We'll walk with you." She goes for another side-hug.

With all three secured in the big SUV, Steve navigates the lot then makes the right turn onto Dirksen for the three miles to Patricia's porn store.

Keri asks, "Patricia still seems a little needy, Stevie. You have to admit she's not exactly your style. A little rough around the edges. When are you going to cut her loose?"

Emily jumps on that. "I asked the same thing earlier, Ker. Basically it's when she finds a boyfriend."

"Honestly, ladies? Keri's right. She's not my usual style. But I'm committed to helping get her love life in order. Ker? Try to imagine what she was like a year ago."

"Oh gawd."

"Uh huh. She's cleaned-up quite a bit. The raunchy 'Ew!' of her place of work had rubbed off."

"What do you think we're going to find tonight?"

"No telling. In her favor, she can be pretty creative. She's smart, but no formal education after high school. Pregnant at graduation."

"Oh, too bad. Uh... Steve? Just how old is she?"

"I shouldn't tell you this, but Patricia is 26."

Keri gasps. "Mygawd! I thought she was pushing 40!"

"Two kids too young and a bad marriage will age you really fast. Hard, hard price to pay."

"I'll take that advice to the bank, Stevie. I sure love you!"

"You too, cutie."

Emily reaches from the back seat to gently touch Keri. She understands.

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It's a quick left after the signal crossing Sangamon, and Steve pilots the SUV into the lot. It's a little fuller than usual, but they manage to snag a spot close to the door. Big sign on the entrance announcing a promo or something. Emily squints in the dim light to read:

Nude Day Celebration!

Join us at Sinful Sensations on

July 14 at 8 p. m.

For a Fun Time!

All are welcome to "Hang Out"!

(Theater admission is free! July 14 only!)

"Oh, gawd, Stevie. She didn't tell you about this?

"Crap. She did. I forgot. I even forgot about Nude Day. Nobody with that Memphis group at the hotel even mentioned it." He sighs, "It's dumb luck we are here for this."

Keri is giggling as she lifts off her dress. "What's your saying, Stevie? 'When in Rome?'"

Emily laughs and unbuttons her shirt again. "Steven. Lose 'em."

He sighs again and starts to strip despite interference from the steering wheel, "Okay, but you two keep your shoes on. I guarantee you'll find sticky spots."

The girls laugh.

"Ready? We can be seen from the street, so make it fast. Break in traffic! Go!"

Emily is first to the door and holds it for Keri to grab ahead of Steve. They manage to make it in without eliciting horn blasts from passing cars.

"There you are!" Patricia shouts from near the dildo rack. She's quite naked, too. She dodges a couple of naked bodies running to greet her lover. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it."

"Truth? It slipped my mind. But we're certainly glad we could be here for you. You aren't afraid about getting busted?"

"Nope. Have an event permit and everything. Calling it a 'private party' covers a lot of sins."

"In this case, literally. Well good for you."

"Emily! Keri! Hugs?" Patricia goes in for quite the squeeze with the two.

Steve takes a serious tone, "Does that permit specifically acknowledge sexual activity in a commercial retail establishment?"

"Uh. No. Why?"

"Oh, the previous owners had to deal with a couple of raids."

"I didn't know that. Permit person at the city gave me a wink when she read 'private party,' so from that I think we're kinda covered."

"I hear voices I know!" An excited female calls from the far reaches, back by the theater and video booths. Stepping into the better light of the retail area, an equally naked Karen Swenson reveals herself to the trio.

Steve is dumbfounded. "Well this is a surprise! What are you doing here? This isn't like you! Or at least I thought it wasn't!"

Patricia steps away, having been summoned by a customer sporting a nice erection. Steve subtly shakes his head at this, being something he's trying to lead her away from.

"What do you mean, Steven?" Karen steps to him, not quite pushing Em and Keri aside. She grabs his cock and starts to stroke it. "Nice ring. Em here was the one who turned me on to this place. Remember? Those toys I bought for cuckolding Nick."

"Is he here?"

"Yeah. Fuckin' some chick in the theater."

Emily runs to the theater area to catch up with her former paramour, dragging Keri with her.

"Uh. That's a surprise. He seemed a little reticent about the swinging part."

"Oh, I hope you don't take offense, Steven, but Nick, Ben, and I hooked up with Ben's lifestyle contacts in Chicago. Nick's with the program now."

"Not offended at all, Karen. I'm just glad this worked out for you two, and that we could gently introduce you to our ways. Difficult question... he still pining for Em? She just ran off with Keri to find 'im."

"I don't think so. Guess we're going to find out."

In the theater room, Emily catches Nick's attention when she walks in. Nick is in flagrante with a willowy blonde he doesn't know, taking up the sofa.

"Honey? This is an old girlfriend. Can I catch up with you later?"

"Sure. I like your cock... uh..."

"Nick."

"Okay, Nick. You gonna save it for me?"

"I honestly don't know yet," as he lifts himself from between her legs.

"Good luck. Or whatever." As she leaves the room, the blonde stares daggers at Em and Keri for the interruption.

"Sorry, Nick. Karen said you were back here. I had to at least check in with you. You remember Keri."

"I do. Hi, Em, Keri. Steve with you?"

"Yes. I couldn't know when we left him and Karen, but they're probably fucking by now. She was stroking him up, at least."

"Yeah. After our date she admitted she wanted more of him. He wearing the ring?"

"Uh huh."

"She's definitely fucking 'im. She tell you we're with a lifestyle group in Chicago?"

"Oh? Good for you. I'm going to guess that's Ben's doings. Every so often I wonder why we didn't do a hookup date with Karen and Ben like we planned."

"I think it worked better that way. We came to a compromise and declared Springfield a 'safe zone' from our affairs."

"Which is why you aren't going to fuck me or Keri tonight, I gather."

"That would be right."

"The blonde?"

"An opportunity. No investment. I think I have a better handle on Rule #2 now."

"Unlike when it comes to me."

"I am so sorry I let it get out of control. You are amazing. So is your man. I hope you two have recovered."

"Thanks, Nick. We have. That I'm here with him and Keri should say everything."

Keri coos, "I love Stevie. I love Emily, too."

"Nick? I'm going to find that blonde and send her back in here. That lovely erection of yours need not go to waste."

"Thanks, Em. So nice to see you guys."

"You, too. C'mon, sweetie. Let's go rescue our guy."

Em and Keri bump into the willowy blonde in the hallway out of the theater area and there is nipple contact. Keri has a devilish grin from the physical touch, makes eye contact with Em, muttering, "Yes."

"Yes," Em confirms.

The two lean into each side of the blonde, press their pubes into her thighs, and start to fondle her breasts. Keri surprises Em by beating her into pressing one, and then two fingers into the stranger's pussy.

"You two are evil," the blonde sighs as she slumps into the intimate contact.

"Here." Em reaches down and deftly probes the girl's valley with a middle finger, feels around for her clit button, and then massages it in earnest.

"Ohmygawd..." the stranger sighs. Still standing, she starts to tremble uncontrollably, letting out the tiniest little peep of a scream. Her knees buckle. Keri and Em giggle to each other as they each wrap their arms around her to hold her up.

The girl regains her footing, looks to Em and then Keri, "You guys regulars here?"

"Sorta," Emily answers.

"Well I'd like to 'sorta' run into you two again."

"Talk to Patricia. You have a very excellent penis waiting for you in the theater."

"Your ex?"

"Yeah, my ex. Enjoy the fuck."

Keri gives the girl a quick peck on the cheek, grabs a butt feel, and pushes her toward the theater door.

With the blonde out of view and attention focused on Nick, the girls laugh to each other, hug hard, stick fingers in each other's twat, and just celebrate their extra-carnal achievement with a total stranger.

"That was monster creative, sis!" Em chuckles.

"But you read me immediately, girlie! Gawd I love you!"

"Yeah. We think alike. Is it us?"

"I dunno. I never played with Cat like that. Double-teaming another girl? A total stranger? I fingered girls at clubs, but nothing like this!"

They look into each other's eyes. "Stevie!" they laugh together.

"I heard my name. I saw some of that. So bad. So, so bad. I love it. You guys ready to blow this popsicle stand?"

"You obviously finished with Karen," Emily muses.

"Got 'er off, if that's what you mean. You know the problem with the ring."

"Yeah," she fake-grumbles. "It means you can fuck all the women you want without cumming."

Keri giggles and grabs his cock shaft. Emily takes the cue and pulls the ring off.

"You gonna do Patricia now, smart guy?" she teases.

"No. Look over there. She's busy."

A customer has Patricia bent over a glass case and is pumping her voraciously.

"Oo. All for us!" Keri laughs.

Steve steps to a lube display, grabs a tube of the hot tub lubricant off the shelf, and shows it to Patricia. She nods confirming that she will put it on his account. "Keep going!" she commands to her beau-of-the-moment. Steve grimaces a little bit in the knowing that he's been counseling Patricia about random sex with customers, but he sloughs it off in recognition of tonight's setting of her making.

"Guys? I have to make sure the coast is clear before we run to the car." He sticks his head out the door and waits for the traffic stopped for the light to dissipate. "GO!" he exclaims. In five seconds all three are in their seats. They break into guffawing laughter.

"For what it's worth, you two, we need to cover up before getting back out on the street."

"We have to, Stevie?" Keri gripes.

"Yep. Gotta do it, anyway. Less than ten minutes to the hotel."

The girls sigh in unison in their playtime being put on 'pause.'

=====

As they walk from the car back to the hotel entrance, Keri poses, "What now?"

Emily follows that with, "Yeah. What time is it?"

"10:20" Steve replies after fishing his phone out of his pocket.

"Hang at the bar? I never got to tease Ted."

"I'm fine with that. Ker?"

"Good here."

"Room first?"

"Yeah. I'd like to shower if that's okay, Steven," Emily requests. "That girl was wearing some sort of fragrance, and we got her all sweaty, anyway."

"For some reason," Steve chuckles.

"And you probably want to wash off Karen's scent, too."

"Good point."

Keri pokes her head into the bathroom. "Great! Stall shower! Room for three! C'mon!" She tosses her dress on the bed.

Emily asks, "Ker? You have anything else to wear?"

"No. That and my work stuff is all I have here. I was planning on putting it back on."

"I have one like it if that's okay. I was figuring on a long tee to go back downstairs."

"Oh, that would be great! Stevie?"

"I have what I packed for tomorrow. I'll just wear that. And shorts I brought for the hot tub."

"Really?" Keri snickers. "You actually plan around wearing something down there?"

"Just in case, sweetie, just in case. Go start the shower."

The shower is refreshing, the grunge from their earlier cavorting is rinsed away, and there are plenty of feels and caresses to remind themselves of who and what is important. No intercourse, cunni, or other serious sexual exchange, however. That comes later.

They're dried off and suitably groomed, and nearly dressed for the bar. Emily is wondering about something. "Stevie? Do you think there's a floor takeover by that Arkansas group? Ker? You know anything?"

Keri shrugs her shoulders. Steve answers, "You know, I didn't even think about that as a possibility. They certainly were 'out there' in the bar courtyard. It would make sense, however. Maybe Ted will know something."

"Then let's go!" Em laughs. "Keri, that dress works well on you. I see cheeks."

"So can I, you dirty girl. Turn around. Gawddamn, Em. Peekaboo pussy!" She laughs back.

Steve rolls his eyes at this as he holds the door for them to leave the room.

They don't get very far before meeting an apparent couple familiar from the bar party walking in their direction.

"Steve and Emily, right?" the fellow inquires.

"Yes. You are?"

"Doug and Kelly. Justin said you were probably not going to join us in the pool area."

Steve looks to the girls, "We might be rethinking that." The girls grin in apparent confirmation about the plan change. "Doug, you can answer me this. You're on this floor, apparently. You guys aren't doing a floor takeover, are you?"

"Yes. We booked this entire floor. That begs the question of how you guys have a room on it."

"(Andrew!)" Keri laughs in Steve's ear.

"Oh gawd. Yeah."

"Who's Andrew?" Kelly asks.

Steve sighs, "Evening front desk clerk. He knows us. Or rather, he knows Keri here and her BFF Catherine, and their relationship with me and Emily. They're hotel staff in the café. We booked this room as walk-ins, and apparently you guys didn't fill the floor."

"No. We had a couple of no-shows. So he knows you guys are swingers?"

"Yes. Most of the staff does."

"(Understatement,)" Emily groans under her breath.

Doug goes, "Ooooooookay... there's a story."

Steve sighs again, "We hold most of our trysts here. Em?"

"Yeah. Steve has a number of women he brings through here. It's how he met Keri."

"Uh huh!" Keri giggles. "I kept seeing all these ladies go in with 'im for lunch dates and leaving with big smiles. I propositioned him knowing he played around."

"And here we are," Steve confirms. "Guys, we can hold this conversation downstairs if you don't mind. We need to get down to the bar for last call."

"Okay. Maybe see you at the pool or tub?" Doug asks.

"Probably. Ladies?"

Em and Keri each take an arm for Steve to walk the three of them to the elevator.

He glares at them as they step in for the ride down. "Don't bother, you two. You're literally half naked as it is."

They giggle at him, obviously having met their objective.

=====

It's late and Ted is shortly to close the bar, so they rush through the lobby to be certain to have their nightcap.

"Just in time, you guys. Crap, ladies. Are you both bare-ass? Steve, your women are impossible." He throws the girls fresh bar towels to sit on.

Steve smirks at him. "What are you complaining about? You fuck both. Pretty regularly, I might add."

"Just Emily. Isn't that right, Ker?"

Keri rolls her eyes in her guilt.

"Gawd, Ted. You screw both Cat and Keri on campus. I know you do. We talked about this before. How you guys haven't been caught is beyond me. Anyway, we think we've changed our minds about spending time in the hot tub. You still good on collecting that payment from Em?"

"Uh huh. 12:15." He turns around to "tuck in his shirt," but the girls chuckle in knowing he's adjusting the slight discomfort of his sudden hard-on.

"You going to be okay with the swinger group seeing you naked and fucking Em?"

"I'll never see 'em again. And of course they're all into semi-public sex, so what's the diff? Oh, by the way. I asked Ker to convey a challenge as part of the payment, but it's not much of a challenge now."

"Oh? Why's that?"

"The Arkansas people. They're nude everywhere. I was going to demand that Em come and go from the pool area naked."

Keri and Em laugh!

"Geez. Management is okay with that?"

"Light occupancy tonight, and it's late, so it's a shoulder-shrug."

Confirming what the bartender just said, a naked young couple is standing in front of the check-in desk evidently requesting something. The young man is cupping his partner's butt cheek and bobbing his erection, obviously excited by their nudity in a public place.

Steve side-eyes the girls reaching down to lift their dresses over their heads. "I think we'll keep what little we have on while we're here."

"Aw, Stevie!" Ker complains.

Steve leans to Keri and whispers, "(I have a fun little surprise for you guys when we go to the tub. Payback of sorts. Okay?)"

Ted sets the trio's drinks down on the bar and they continue their teasing banter. Ted gets all wide-eyed in noticing more nude activity at the front desk.

"What's the matter?" Steve turns around to look at what Ted's staring at. "Gawd..." he sighs.

"What an incredible pair on that woman," Ted mutters to Steve. "Didn't see her out in the courtyard."

The girls turn around, see the passing scenery, and giggle. They look to each other. "We can't imagine having to deal with that, Stevie," Emily muses.

"You guys know I like what you got. A lot. A whole lot. So sleek. Dancer figures."

"We know," Keri swoons.

Emily leans into him, "Thank you, sweetheart."

"You guys about done? We need to let Ted close the bar."

"No rush, Steven, but thank you. I'll see you guys in a few minutes."

Steve rises from his barstool and the ladies follow suit. Once in the elevator to return to their room, they each casually shed their dress to hand to Steve.

Emily has a thought. "Steven? It feels a little odd to simply undress like this in the elevator and it not being in the heat of passion or a big tease to get you riled up."

"I know. Hopefully we can keep it mellow considering the crowd downstairs around the pool."

The ladies lean into side hugs with Steve in the few seconds left in their ride up.

Stepping out of the elevator and into the hallway, they spot three naked couples on their way to the pool party, the men in varying states of arousal.

"Steve and Emily!" one pair address them as they approach. "Going to join us? Oh gawd! The cute hostess, too? Steven, you are the man!"

Steve chuckles, "Keri is a good friend and lover. You are?"

"Brad. This is Christine."

"Pleased to meet you. We're going to drop off our stuff and head down in a second."

"Still wearing the bling? The ladies have been talking about it all evening. Crissy is a hard one to please."

"Yes. Thank you for saying that. See you there."

They all acknowledge each others' presence and continue on their way.

Emily muses, obvious pleased about her partner, "You've made quite the impression, Stevie. Between Susan, the ring, and your moment with Crissy, you have a fan club, evidently."

He opens the door, stepping in to hold it open for the girls. "I think you've noticed that happens a lot."

"Oh, yeah. It's who you are."

He roughly folds the dresses and sets them on the dresser by the TV.

"You're going to be naked with us, right?" Keri asks.

"Mostly. I do have to change." He reaches into his duffle for another pair of shorts, lifts off his shirt, and swaps the short pants.

Keri seems disappointed. "Is this the surprise you told me about? They are awfully short for men's shorts, but whatever."

"Just wait."

They take turns splashing a bit of water on faces to freshen and brush, and file out the door.

"You do have the key, right?" Emily inquires.

"One of the reasons for the shorts." He pulls a key card out of a small pocket.

Another naked couple approaches from behind, also headed for the elevator. They pause to walk with Steve and the girls. The young lady teases Steve, "You going to do me with the ring? You're sort of dressed, though."

She reaches for his shorts and starts to feel for the ring. Steve grins as he senses his burgeoning erection.

"Oh, gawd!" Keri cracks up after glancing down at the girl's fondling of Steve's sexy bits. "That's the surprise!"

"Same thing as your super-short dresses, little girl!"

Emily rolls her eyes. "How did I not know about these shorts, Stevie?"

"Very rarely have the opportunity to wear them. Not something a guy normally wears in public."

Steve's erection has pushed out of a shorts leg. His glans and especially the ring are visible.

Keri sighs, "I get it, Stevie! We show our stuff a lot on dates. A guy can't do that and get away with it. You're so fun." She reaches around the swinger girl for a side hug with her man.

"Y'all evidently play a lot," the gentleman comments.

Steve confirms, "Uh huh."

They step into the elevator, and the guy softly touches Keri's shoulder and slowly moves his hand towards a breast. "May I? You're awfully cute."

Keri's reaction is, "Stevie?"

"You're the boss on this."

"Okay. Yeah."

"Can I pinch?"

"Please do."

"You do girls?"

"Yes."

Swinger girl lets go of Steve's cock to bracket Keri against her partner. She presses her pubes into Keri's thigh and starts to finger her valley. Emily leans into Steve and idly fingers his exposed cock head.

Swinger guy's attractive penis is now at full strength with the head peeking out from his foreskin, a drop of pre-cum glistening. He slightly turns to her to brush the tip against her thigh. His apparent expectation that he is going to screw Keri in a few moments is likely accurate.

The elevator doors open.

"We'll continue this at the pool," the girl says.

=====

They break their hugs for the trip down the corridor, Keri holding hands with the couple. Steve and Emily are pressed into each other, her still fondling Steven's sensitive parts, eliciting more erection to the point where shaft is clearly visible poking out under the shorts. She pushes her hand beneath the shorts leg to caress his testicles. He softly moans to her in approval.

"You guys aren't beginners," the fellow muses.

"Far from it. Where do you plan to take my friend?"

"Exercise room. Weight bench, if it isn't already occupied."

"Good choice. You'll love the mirrors."

Keri releases her hand with swinger guy to reach over to toy with his foreskin, exposing and hiding the glans, and flicking his frenulum. "Gawd you're hard. You gonna make it?" she teases. "I'm Keri."

"Hello, Keri. I'm Buck. Yeah. You're hot."

"So I'm about to fuck Buck. You wanna suck?"

Steve and Emily stifle a spasmodic laugh. They know Keri has an English degree. She has probably been dying to use something like that for years.

"Me or Stevie?" Emily leans into Buck's partner.

"Can I do both?"

"Where?"

"Hot tub."

"Will there be room?"

"We'll find out. Name's Regina."

"With a vagina?"

"Not that I haven't heard that before."

"I don't know. Stevie? You still up for hangin' with Mr. and Ms. Poetry here?"

They're all still in the exercise room with Buck and Keri, and Keri is giggling at that in spite of Buck's cock in her mouth.

Regina can't help but laugh. "Okay, okay. I go by Gina. You guys always this silly?"

"Yes. Yes we are," Steve chuckles. "Occupational hazard. How about staying in here so we can watch Buck and Keri?" He pauses. "I know! You grab the pull-up bar over there and stretch up. I do you from behind while Em gives you a good lickin'. You good with that?"

Gina all but jumps to the bar and spreads her legs for a quick entry. Steve throws his shorts in the corner and moves in for the kill, rock hard plus the ring, and Em is quickly on her knees for serious cunnilingus on Gina. Gina gasps and squirms as Steve pushes the ring past her inner labia, all while Emily's expertise with her tongue is taking a surprisingly quick toll.

The exercise room has a big window viewing the hot tub area. Given the others are quite distracted, Steve is the only one with a direct view into the pool atrium as he thrusts into Gina. He is amused as one couple chances on looking in, then waves to friends in the tub. By the time Gina starts to softly scream into her ecstasy, the hot tub has emptied out, with a dozen or more now pressed against the window to watch the spectacle.

Steve chuckles as he reads lips, seeing "They're pros."

Keri has pushed Buck down onto the bench with his legs spread over the sides. She is going at him in reverse cowgirl. He is obviously gasping for breath as she lands hard on his loose balls, sandwiching them against the bench. Buck bucks with back arched, pushing up into her again and again, and... collapses. Semen is visibly oozing around his cock, which can still be seen throbbing as his clenching into his several ejaculations is just abating.

"Gina?" he calls.

"Fuck off, Buck! Ohgawd. Ohgawd!"

Emily turns up the dial. Steve pushes hard, lengthening his stroke for the ring to pass in and out through Gina's labia. Gina loses her grip on the bar and falls back into Steve. She is totally limp and he finds himself with his arms wrapped around a virtual sack.

"(You okay?)" Steve asks out of legitimate concern as he holds her up and tries to bring her to her feet. Emily quickly stands to help.

"Ohgawd. Ohgawd ohgawd. Crissy warned me about that. You sell your services?"

Gina is still hanging onto Steve and Emily.

"Uh. No."

"You should. Patreon tips, maybe? It's not just the ring."

"It's not supposed to be."

"Em?" Keri calls.

"Sweetie?"

"Could you throw me one of those towels, please? Oo. Quickly! Buck's about to fall out!"

Em dashes away for the assist, leaving Steve to hang on to Gina. They're okay, Gina is finding her footing now.

"Guys? Steve?" Buck asks, "Is there a shower?"

"In the pool area. Just to the left of the door."

Buck gives Steve a quick thumbs-up to confirm the info. "Keri? Ready?" he asks in preparation.

Ker climbs off, evilly giggling in her accomplishment. She wipes herself best she can with the towel and tosses it into the hamper, glancing back to snicker at Buck's limp and foreshortened penis. "How can something so big get so small?" she laughs to herself.

"Everybody good?" Steve solicits. He gets confirmation as Gina and Buck seem to have their balance now, but are still leaning into equipment. "Okay, now we can mingle. C'mon, guys."

=====

Steve retrieves his shorts from the corner and fishes the key card out of the pocket for the atrium door. No need, there is somebody next to the door who sees them through the window and shows them in.

They are met with hoots and applause.

Justin approaches. "Very impressive. You guys are genius."

"We like to play," Emily tells him.

"No. Not just 'play.' You guys are major league at this sex thing. It seemed like you had game when you were messing with us and Susan in that park. After we left there we were thinking you might have been professionals."

"We're not," Steve counters.

"Fooled us. One thing."

"That is...?"

"You said no sex down here."

"That just applied to the pool area. Weight room is fair game. And besides, all I requested was that you keep it cool. No loud or rowdy shit. Fuck in the pool, fuck in the hot tub, fuck under the shower. That's tolerated. That's even what normal guests do here."

"Okay, then. Guys? You hear that?"

"What's that, Juss?"

"We can fuck. Just don't get stupid."

"Oh!" Steve blurts as he sees couples all but running to the pool steps. He scolds, "No chicken fights, guys!"

"Aw. How come?"

"The echo chamber here. Everybody can hear you nearly to the fourth floor!"

"Makes sense, Timmy!" somebody already in the pool shouts, emphasizing that yes, there is an echo. He lets his partner down off his shoulders, having already prepared for the game.

The main door can be heard unlatching. Ted steps through, fully clothed. He surveys the joyous and very naked crowd, probably around 40 bodies' worth.

One of the party sees this. "Can it! Hotel staff!" is announced from someone in the hot tub.

Steve intercedes. "It's okay, guys! He's with us! He's cool."

"Thanks, Steve." Ted strips off, piling his clothes on the towel cabinet. "They seem to be doing okay, all considered. Thank you for being the front man on that."

"Doing my best to not aggravate your bosses, Ted. Given as much as we screw around down here I'm trying not to get us shut down. Last thing we need are guest complaints."

Keri sidles up to Ted, pressing her mound into his thigh, "You gonna do me?"

"You know I'm not supposed to."

"Uh huh. Right. Just because Stevie is here?"

"I'm here for Emily."

Keri tugs on Ted's penis and kisses his cheek. Try as he may, he cannot suppress his erection.

"Ker?" he asks in exasperation. "Does anybody here know you're staff?"

"Everybody does, Ted," Steve interrupts. "'Cute hostess, too?' they keep asking me."

Em is glued to Steve's side. They kiss, amused by Keri's messing with Ted.

"Sorry, Ker," Ted pouts. Keri giggles again, her evil side having teed him up to screw with him.

She glances to Steve for "permission," receives it, and wanders off to work the party crowd.

Ted takes a deep breath. "Emily? Time to pay up."

Em looks up to Steve and chuckles. Steve gives her an approving smile as she pulls away from their holding hands to join Ted, feigning reluctance in their parting.

Tammy happens to be standing nearby. "What was that about? 'Pay up?' You guys have a big bar tab or something you can't settle?"

Steve softly laughs to her, "No, Tamm. We've been fuck friends for a while. This is a joke from earlier when I ordered his secret reserve bourbon for her and me. It's an excuse for our usual messin' around down here. Watch. He's going to have her grab the tub handrail and then pump her from behind."

"Oh. I see. OH! That kiss is for real! How often?"

"Once a month or so. She and my wife like to come here to pickup guys. The night usually ends with Em or Cy sleeping with him."

"Oh, I remember now. Cyan. Unusual name, easy to recall. You and Susan are animals, you know. I liked your guy and he was a fun distraction while Juss was doing Emily there in the woods, but you and Susan? What in the fuck was that about?"

"We met at her shop in Nashville and butted heads about all the cameras and her secretly publishing vids of her customers masturbating, or couples having sex in the store egged-on by her. She tried to do that to us. Jackson, Emily, and I are computer and network experts and we shut her down hard, right then and there."

"You're enemies?" is Tammy's shocked expression. "You two were screwin' every time I turned around!"

"No. Besties. It all ended with mutual respect, extreme mutual respect for each others' talents and intelligence. We love each other, and our relationship is a teasing cat-and-dog thing."

"And that's where her 'fucks my mind" thing comes from."

"Uh huh. She and I have collaborated on a couple of projects, but the distance is hard to bridge on anything more than an opportunity basis. We're both too busy."

"Oh. That's fun."

"What's that?"

"Over there. Your other lady has climbed up on Charles for a pony-ride fuck. She's riding him down into the pool."

"Good for her," he grins.

"You and your ladies are truly swingers. Yet you have loves."

"I do. And setting them free is all part of the love."

"They all come back?"

"Always. One hiccup with Emily a few months ago, but we are better and stronger for it. It was over Keri there, incidentally."

"Can I have you? Like I said, I liked doing your guy in that park, but you intrigued me at those few moments you managed to pull your cock out of Susan."

Steve chuckles at that. "Where?"

"Hot tub. Take off the ring if you don't mind. I'd like to savor you."

"Sure." He takes her hand and leads her to the spa. The small crowd gathered makes room.

=====

"Awwwww!" The cutie at the host stand expresses her disappointment. "You guys look like you were here for a date!"

"G'morning, Cat!" as Steve leans in to sneak a quick buss. "Yeah, we were. Your turn, however."

"Uh... now?"

"As soon as you want. Your choice of bed partner."

"Can I have Ashley? No offense, Em."

"None taken. Actually, that's a good idea. She hasn't been on one of Stevie's outings here. Thank you for doing that for her."

"Hi, Cat." Keri is half hiding behind Steven trying not to rub it in with her BFF and roommate.

"Oh, you're okay, Ker. I kinda figured something like this when you weren't home last night. We both have had our special times with Stevie. That he already asked me out means that he was thinking about me."

Steve smiles at that.

"Three? Or did you pickup somebody who will be joining you? Emily."

They chuckle. Steve soft-pedals, "Just three. We did have a very interesting evening, however."

"I can only imagine. I overheard somebody by the front desk say 'floor takeover.' Really? A swinger takeover?"

Keri snickers, "Yeah. Fifth floor."

"You crash their party?"

Emily answers, "Didn't have to. Steve and I knew a few of their peeps, including the organizer. And we were in 514, anyway. Party came to us."

"Naked anywhere?"

"Naked everywhere!"

"Oh gawd. Fill me in later. Okay guys, I need to seat you before there's a line. Darcia will be your server. Stevie, I'll text you and we can setup something."

"Perfect."

As they sit down, Keri tells Steven, "She's taken my being here with you and Em for an overnight cuddle very well."

"Ker? My relationships with you two are separate. The times we have had as a threesome have been wonderful, but you know I engage with each of you as your own person. Time alone with one of you does not subtract from the other. Not at all."

"You said 'threesome.'" She reaches under the table. "Uh huh. You're hard."

Emily laughs. "Checkout's at noon, right?"

"One o'clock. Don't you have to be at work in an hour? Jax is picking you up."

"Yeah. I'm sure one or both of you will find somebody from last night's bacchanal to mess with."

"All we have to do is check the hot tub."

"During the day?"

"Coffee?" the server interrupts. "Good morning, Señor Albertson, hi, Keri. Catherine told me you were here. Hi, Emily."

"(Darcia?)" Steve whispers. "(I thought your management told you English only.)"

"(¡Sí, mi amante! But it's you! ¡Amor y respeto! You are so good to mi amigas!)"

"Gosh. Thank you. You are so sweet. Yes. For all of us."

"Cream?"

Steve glances to the girls.

"Please," Keri answers. "Thanks!"

Darcia fills their cups and dashes back to the coffee stand to retrieve a cream server. She tends to other guests after leaving it with them.

"Stevie?" Emily questions, "Dar is cute as a button and how she looks to you says so much. Why aren't you hitting on her?"

"No, sweetheart. I adore her, but in an oddly fatherly way. She is too young, for one thing. 18, I think. Plus having an illicit relationship with an older man much less one outside of her family's community would not go well."

Keri muses, "I overheard, 'Amor y respeto.' 'Love and respect.' I think you're right. Admiration more than anything else. But she called you 'amante,' Steve. That's the other kind of love."

"No, I'm still not going there. Respect goes both ways. Please, guys, drop it."

Keri and Emily look to each other, sort of astounded by this rebuff. Keri whispers to her, "(He apparently has boundaries. Hard ones.)"

"(Yes he does. He'll surprise you with them sometimes.)"

"... Ladies!..."

"You're okay, Stevie. Keri is still learning your special complexities. We love you all the more for them."

Darcia returns with her order pad in-hand. "Ready?"

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Steve and Keri give Emily a sendoff beneath the hotel portico, each having a chance to tender a brief kiss and embrace with her husband Jackson, and share a short exchange.

Steve asks, "You and Cy do okay last night? Did the bed seem empty?"

"Oh, Toby and Ellie decided to join us and Debbie. We were good."

"Good for you guys. Hear from Car?"

Jax laughs. "The bitch FaceTimed us at two a. m. while she and her golf buddy were hard into it. Surprised she didn't call you!"

"Ha! Oh, we definitely could've returned the favor! See you for dinner."

Keri and Emily are cracking up.

"Yessir. Bye, guys!"

"What now, Stevie?" Keri inquires.

"See what trouble we can find, that's what. We're going to start with the hot tub, like I said earlier."

"You that sure we're going to see anyone down there?"

"You've yet to learn about lifestyle meets, Ker. There will be several who linger until checkout, looking for one last screw."

"But they have an eight-hour drive home, don't they?"

"I don't think it matters. Just as long as they get there in time to catch some sleep before going to their jobs tomorrow."

"Let's go say 'hi' to Cat again."

"Good idea."

Quick turn left from the lobby puts Steve and Keri back in front of the host stand.

"You guys again?" Cat snickers.

"Just sayin' 'hi' on our way back upstairs," Keri says.

"Looking for more trouble to get into? I've been overhearing crazy things about all sorts of wild shit last night. Some of it about you, Stevie!" She gives him a sly look and chuckles derisively.

"I know nothing, I see nothing," he quips back. With a grin.

"Ker? You aren't going to sick-out on me at shift change, are you?"

"Nope. I'll be here. I have a spare uniform in the locker."

"Good deal. I gotta bus a couple of tables, so you guys go have your fun."

"See ya'!"

Steve and Keri turn heel toward the elevator lobby.

"Check the tub first, or go up to our room?" Keri asks.

"Room. I need to shave."

"I thought you shaved getting dressed for breakfast."

"Other shave."

"Oh. Gotcha." She giggles.

Stepping out of the elevator car on 5, they encounter yet another naked couple waiting to step in.

Steve, especially, is surprised. "You going down to the hot tub? Did Justin say you could still be nude in the hallways this morning?"

The male answers, "Yes, and no, he said nothing about it. We just assumed we could until checkout."

"I'm certainly not connected to management, but we party here frequently and know the lay of the land. The housekeeping staff is out. Some of them won't be happy and could raise a stink. Touchy subject."

"Oh! Thank you. We'll cover up. C'mon, Shana!"

Shana is looking to Steve, mouthing, "Thank you!" as they turn around and jog back to their room.

"Saved by the bell," Keri muses.

"Yeah."

After Steve takes care of business, he and Ker return for the ride downstairs, Steve in his short-shorts and Keri wearing a cover-up Emily left for her to use, both giving the correct impression they're on their way to the pool area for a morning dip.

Entering the atrium, they hear the hot tub pumps going. They find three couples in the tub, all nude, and just caught one couple exchanging partners with another.

Steve turns to Keri. "Told you."

"You did. We going to join them?" They strip.

Steve gives the remaining couple a quick once-over. "Cute. I could do 'er. How about you?"

"Nice cock."

"Then let's go."

Steve left his cock ring back up in the room, so his hard is quickly growing mostly "up" rather than "out" from the weight of the ring. Skipping meaningless pleasantries, they step into the water, reach to their targets, and start getting it on. Everybody knows why everybody is there.

Keri is leaning over the edge of the tub with her guy already having pressed in and is rhythmically pumping into her. She looks up to Steve and grins, mouthing, "Make him cum?"

Steve's expression reflects his "we're so naughty" state of mind, and subtly nods to confirm. He also has his lady bent over the tub coping, and is slowly savoring the fuck. He may edge with her, but has no intention of releasing into her at this point.

His plan is to avail himself of all three women in the tub. He shares glances and side-eyes with Keri, who gets the message she is to milk the men dry and make them suffer while watching Steve commandeer their women.

And he does, one swap at a time. Keri dashes to the shower after each of her conquests to rinse away semen to keep as much of it out of the tub water as she can.

Still, not a word has been said as Ker and Steve step out of the tub. Keri runs over to the shower for one last rinse, and reaches for a towel to wrap around in lieu of the cover-up she hands to Steve. He dries-off enough to pull on his shorts, and the pair make a hasty departure.

About half-way down the corridor from the pool area, they stop and lean into each other for a hug, breaking into laughter at what they just pulled off.

"Stevie? We weren't in there even a half-hour."

"I know. Great, isn't it? You're a monster when you get wound-up like that."

"I learned from the best! I have two more hours before I need to report to work. You have anything else in mind?"

"You." He slightly adjusts his shorts so his refreshed erection is peeking out of the waistband. He saved "things" for her.

Keri drops the towel as they step into the elevator. "You are on."

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