The Musketeers - Chapter 04

As much as I wished that day and night was the springboard we needed to get back to a healed relationship and a full and active sex life, it wasn't. We started to have a more regular diet of bedroom action, but it still was nothing close to what it was before and there was still a lot going on inside of Maria that I couldn't get out of her. Even though we kept trying, often she wasn't that excited about sex. I could tell when she was trying hard but still just going through the motions for my sake and that put a damper on my desires and a softness in my loins.

Even fantasy talk did not help. It would inevitably remind her of Max who I used to use to play into her fantasies and that ruined the mood immediately. Then I tried using her kiss with Jane, but I think her and Jane were still sifting through what had taken place and there seemed to be something else standing between the two of them, but I couldn't be sure.

When I brought up the kiss, Maria told me that neither her nor Jane had ever kissed another girl passionately before, much less done anything else. I knew that was true about Maria, but I questioned her if she really knew that was the case with Jane. She assured me it was. They were beyond best friends and confided everything with each other. She said Jane was adamant well before and again after that kiss that she was not into women and Maria truthfully told her the same thing.

I noticed that most times we got together from then on, Jane and I always had a lingering mouth to mouth kiss. And while the girls also partook in full mouth-on-mouth kisses as well, they tended to be briefer. As distant as Maria could be with me, she could be with Jane too at times. I couldn't figure it out and Maria wouldn't tell me anything. I guess that was something they needed to work out on their own without my interference, just like Maria and I were trying to work out our issues as well.

A couple of months down the road, our getting together for drinks and/or dinner several nights a week, as well as weekend pool days and movie nights, had become a routine that we could count on again. Sometimes, the pool play evolved into lots of hugging on to each other as well as some handsy play, along with the inevitable splashing, dunking and general horseplay. Other times they were tamer. So, while some of the dark clouds that had been over us had cleared; others still remained.

Maria was trying and had even upped her game to stay up with Jane. She had invested in some bikinis and even a thong one. She had worn the bikinis some, but had yet to wear the thong one, even if was just me and her at the pool. I never asked her to wear it, as I was just glad to be the recipient of the eye candy that she provided no matter which suit she chose to wear.

Around the house I treated the two girls pretty evenly -- taunting and teasing as well as pinching or slapping their asses if I felt they deserved it for something they did or said. There were a few times when they were especially sassy where I might give them a bear hug from behind and squeeze their tits or just walk by and give their chests a quick grab or flick. Neither Maria nor Jane was offended that I included Jane in these touches.

In fact, I think Maria was happy that I was including Jane, because she knew it meant a lot to Jane to be treated nearly as an equal to Maria in this playing around and flirting. And Jane was glad I was comfortable enough with her and loved her enough to not be afraid to touch her and keep her on a level playing field with Maria. And who was I to argue, because I had two different but equally sexy bodies to leer after and touch.

Of course, the women gave it back to me nearly as much as I gave it to them. They were not shy about copping a feel of my butt as well as slapping and pinching it. Jane was reluctant at first to touch me at first, but it took only a one-time encouragement from Maria to 'get' me, for that hesitation to disappear and the spunky Jane came out in full force. I think she had just waited for Maria's approval.

If it was a particularly flirty or sexually charged day or night, my crotch also got rubbed and squeezed through my pants or shorts. And on a couple of occasions, I reciprocated the crotch rub or squeeze to one or the other or both of them. The times I did it to Jane, I made sure Maria was not looking and Jane did not get mad, but simply winked and ran her fingernail along the outline of the bulge in my shorts.

They were also not afraid to pinch or spank each other, but those times tended to be much less frequent and not as long lasting as their encounters with me. It seemed like they would have to deem that the other lady really, really deserved it or I was not doing enough to defend their honor, and they need to take it upon themselves to handle the situation before they acted. And I was usually more than willing to defend their honor if I got to intimately touch the other one.

Their touches were brief and primarily limited to each other's asses. Only once or twice did they touch each other's chests, and those times were more accidental during particularly handsy pool battles. And much to my dismay, no accidental flashing private areas occurred.

It was all in good and sexy fun and no grudges were held. We tried to uphold to our mottos as the three musketeers -- 'all for one and one for all' and "enjoy every moment to the fullest'. No matter the level of play on any particular day, whether it was none or lots of very intimate feels, when things inevitably settled down in the evenings as they always did, both ladies ended up cuddling with me in front of the television. They even held hands sometimes across my stomach. However, throughout this clearing of the clouds there were still times when Maria would pull back. She had definitely improved but couldn't seem to get over whatever hump there was in her way and she kept that issue to herself.

One Saturday morning, we gathered for another day of fun and sun by the pool. Jane and I were poolside first and chatting about nothing in particular, as we reclined in our lounge chairs, when Maria came and stood before us declaring, "Two weeks from tomorrow, we are all going on a weeklong trip that I am planning, so put in for vacation days at work." There was no question mark anywhere in her proclamation. It was a statement of fact. Then she turned and sat down and both I and Jane were astonished to see she had worn her thong bikini.

I turned to Jane, whose mouth was open in astonishment, obviously Jane did not know Maria owned a thong suit, and I had kind of forgotten about it. I just shrugged. Then I faced forward and returned to a reclining position, "Well, you know, Jane, if Maria really wants something, she usually gets it."

"I really want this!" Maria proclaimed stoically from her chair without looking at us.

"I guess we better get the time off work," Jane finally piped in after recovering from her surprise at Maria's attire.

Nothing more was said the rest of the day about it, and it was a great day as Maria was with us both physically and emotionally the whole day, never distancing herself from us. On top of that, Maria's outfit seemed to spur a heightened amount of voyeurism and a particularly touchy, feely day, with her ass being the center of attention for both myself and surprisingly Jane as well. Maria, for her part, not only took it all in stride, but seemed to revel in the attention.

And speaking of attention, my soldier was standing at attention much of the day due to the scenery and touching surrounding me. By the evening, we ended up cuddling on the couch, but this time just talking and drinking some wine as we enjoyed each other's company. It seemed Maria may have finally returned to us for some unknown reason.

Jane went home despite an invite to just stay in our guest room. As soon as she left Maria was all over me. Whether it was walking around half naked all day, or the interest we had shown her all day, or something else, a fire was ignited in her and I was the lucky recipient when flames of her passion exploded.

We all got the week off for vacation without issue, and before we knew it, we were headed for adjoining rooms at an all-inclusive resort that Maria had booked. It was mid-afternoon on Sunday when we arrived. We checked into our rooms which were mirror images of each other. Nothing extravagant but very comfortable, each with a king-sized bed, large bathroom with an oversized shower, and separate balconies that overlooked much of the resort.

We were excited to go down and check everything the resort had to offer, because what we could see looked amazing. So, we freshened up quickly and headed out. I felt like a king as I escorted the two lovely ladies, my queens, around the property. There was a private beach overlooking clear bluish-green waters, a large pool, several hot tubs, three different restaurants, a few small shops, a night club, small outdoor bars strewn throughout the property, tennis courts, a gym, sauna, salon, and a spa complete with massage, mani, and pedi services available.

As we strolled around the resort, Jane and I thanked Maria profusely for picking such an ideal resort for our vacation. We discussed how much we needed this get away and our plans for taking advantage of much of what the facilities had to offer. We also made sure to avail ourselves of nearly every outdoor bar along the way. We noticed that, while there were definitely some very attractive guests, most were like us, just average people. It primarily consisted of couples or groups of couples. Jane commented at one point that we hadn't seen families with kids, and Maria informed us that this was an adult-only resort, no one under 18 allowed. She quickly clarified that it was 'not that kind of adult resort', just that no kids were allowed.

When dinner time rolled around, we were all feeling very relaxed and in need of some food in our stomachs, both to satisfy our hungers and absorb some of the alcohol that we had consumed. It was a nice leisurely meal, and I thoroughly enjoyed the delectable cuisine, my beautiful and enjoyable company, and the pleasant conversation. At one point in our discussions, we debated about what we wanted to do after dinner, and we finally settled on a sunset walk along the beach and then if we felt up to it, we might stop by the night club a bit just to check it out.

We finally got up from our table as we saw the sun start to approach the horizon. I took one girl in each hand, and we strolled to and then along the beach. As we did so, I sensed what I thought was a change in Maria. She got relatively quiet and seemed nervous or anxious to me, but I couldn't put my finger on exactly it was. But then again, I had become accustomed to swings in her moods. We stopped several times to admire the view as the sun sank below the horizon of the water. These pauses inevitably led to hugs among us as we commented on the beauty that nature was providing that night.

During one of our hugs, I kissed Maria and then asked her quietly if everything was okay. She assured me that all was great, but her tone and words weren't convincing. However, if I had learned anything about Maria over our many years together was that when I was getting this kind of vibe, I was better off and take Maria at her word rather than push my concerns. It always ended up that I had either totally misread her and the situation, or she would tell me what was really going on her own timetable. So, I pushed it into the back of my mind and just enjoyed the view and my company.

As we passed the nightclub when we returned from the shore, we decided to stop in to check it out. We had water with our dinner and not drank anything alcoholic along our stroll, so our afternoon buzz had mellowed, and we ordered drinks. It was a nice club, and they played a surprisingly good selection and mixture of music for multiple different generations. We danced some as a group and even a few as couples -- Maria and me, Jane and me, and Maria and Jane. It was fun. Each of us got asked to dance at least once along the way by someone outside of trio, but we all declined.

A slow song came on and Maria and I danced. She felt great in my arms and seemed quite relaxed, so I thought I indeed must have misread her earlier. Another slow song came on and she pulled out of my embrace and insisted that I dance this song with Jane. She pulled me over to our table where she reached out for Jane's hand, pulled her up and then put her hand in mine, turned us toward the dance floor, then swatted our butts and told us to go dance.

What Maria wants, Maria usually gets. So, we danced and as the long slow song carried on, Jane melted into my arms more and more, and her body pressed closer into mine. I responded my wrapping her up increasingly tighter. My friend also responded as my bulge grew firmer and larger pushing into her pelvis. We made some small talk occasionally, but I must confess that I really don't remember what we gabbed about because my mind was concentrating on the feel and smell of her, not her words. My dance with Maria had been just as sexy, but the sensations this time was different because it was Jane and not my wife.

When we left the dance floor, I was on a high. Maria stood and took our hands and told us she was getting tired and ready to go. As we left and headed to our rooms, my sense that something was off with Maria returned, but I dismissed it quickly because I was more interested in reliving my last two dances. I figured part of what seemed off may be that Maria's announcement had caught me a little off guard, because there was no previous hint that she was winding down. Also, I was disappointed as I had been looking forward to more slow dances. But with the travel and alcohol, maybe Maria was indeed wearing out for the night. Anyway, we had the whole week ahead and I planned to take full advantage of every slow song played whenever we came back to the club. Heck, I planned to request them regularly.

As we approached our rooms, Jane, who had been searching her pockets, announced that she must left her keycard in her room. No problem, I told her, since she could get into hers through our room. As I fumbled to get my keycard to work in the testy electronic locking system, I overheard Jane tell Maria quietly that she really needed to use the bathroom. Maria told her that once I got our door open, she could just use ours as it was right inside the door.

That is exactly what she did. As I opened the door for the ladies, she bolted past me and turned immediately into the bathroom and shut the door.

Maria went into the room as I locked the door. Then I continued into the room behind her until we were both in the middle of the room, when she stopped suddenly and turned quickly. I almost ran her over. She had a nervous look as she looked me square in the eye and stuttered out, "Tonight... you are going to properly finish one of your dates with Jane... You will take her to bed and spend the night with her and I will be in the other room." She barely got out the last word and I had no time to respond when we heard the bathroom door open, and Jane come out.

My gaze dropped. I was stunned. I fumbled to try and think of something to do to look busy and not have to look at either one of them. I started going through my luggage like I was looking for something. I knew the color must have drained from face and I figured I had to try and wipe the shocked looked from it before I could even think of looking their way.

I heard Maria start to talk softly to Jane, but I couldn't hear what she said. My ears were still ringing with her words to me, not only allowing me to have sex with our friend but almost demanding me to. Suddenly I heard Maria proclaim, "Enjoy every moment to the fullest!" Then I heard what sounded like a firm spank and Jane yelped.

I kept my back turned to them and tried to look busy when I heard the door to the adjoining room close and lock. Neither Jane or I said anything or moved or looked at each other. The tension in the air hung heavily until finally Jane with a nervous tone squeaked out like a little mouse, "Could I borrow one of Maria's t-shirts to sleep in?" I hardly recognized her voice. This was not the confident, spunky, sassy Jane I was used to.

I grabbed a t-shirt and held it out behind my back without looking back and she grabbed it from my shaking hand and scampered to the bathroom again, this time to change. I quickly discarded my shirt and khaki shorts and put on some athletic shorts over my boxers.

While Jane took her time changing and I presumed trying to calm her nerves, I decided a few things. First, the silence in the room after Maria closed the door had been and still was unnerving, so I clicked on the TV. Next, there was no longer a need for the bright overhead light, so I turned it off and thought about turning on a bedside lamp, but the flickering light from the TV was sufficient. Finally, as I crawled into bed and covered myself with the light sheet, I became determined to look at Jane whenever she decided to come out and more importantly try and relax if not for my sake, then for Jane's. If I could force myself to relax than maybe she could find a way to get comfortable as well.

Well, my determination was quickly blown up when Jane finally came out of the bathroom. When I heard the door open, I looked her way. She looked stunning. All my nerve to stay relaxed was gone. The t-shirt I had grabbed randomly was one of Maria's smaller and thinner ones, so all of Jane's luscious legs were exposed, and as she slowly made her way towards the bed, I caught brief glimpses of the bottom edges of her red undies. Also, as I looked up from her legs, I could see enough through the thin fabric to know that she had removed her bra as I could clearly make out the shapes of breasts and nipples. When my eyes moved to her face, she quickly looked down to the floor.

My plan to be calm and cool had gone to hell and I abruptly looked away and gazed blankly at the TV screen. Jane slipped into bed and under the sheet but did not cuddle up next to me. Despite the sound from the television, the silence in the air had returned as we both lay on our backs glaringly emptily ahead.

My head finally began to clear and I told myself, 'Damn it, this is Jane. Your long-time friend that you have been through thick and thin with. You have flirted with her, gone on dates with her, teased her, and touched her. Man up and let her know how you feel about her.'

It sounded good in my head, but the best I could get myself to do was reach over without looking and grab her hand. She let me, but I could feel her trembling. I held on and after a number of seconds passed I spoke up warily, "We don't have to do anything. If you just want to watch a movie or go to sleep, that's fine."

I thought I was being honorable and giving her an out, but without realizing it I had hurt her. "Do you not want to do anything with me?" came her response in a tone that clearly expressed her hurt.

Her words and the way she said them stabbed me in the heart and sobered me up in a flash. In an instant, I turned and propped myself on my elbow and looked into her watery eyes. The sadness and pain in them punched me in the gut, and out came my true feelings and thoughts unfiltered by my anxious nerves, "I want to do everything WITH you and TO you."

A happy and shocked look rapidly came across her face and my immediate reaction, without thinking or saying anything else, was to lean down and kiss her deeply. I could feel the tension leave both of us as we fell into the kiss, moaning as we began to express our desire for each other. Our mouths opened and our tongues sought out each other as Jane wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her.

As I laid atop her, my arms were no longer propping me up and I was now free to roam her body with my hands. We came up for air and the confident Jane had returned, "I want to do everything with you too. I have for years."

In between kisses and caresses, our conversation continued, "For years?"

"Yes, for a long time I... we... Max and I... fantasized about swapping with you and Maria, but it always remained a fantasy. Neither of us had the guts to suggest it to each other or to you guys. Plus I, and I'm sure Max too, valued our marriage, your marriage, and our friendships too much to risk proposing it."

"Maria and I had similar fantasies about you guys. I wanted to be with you so much that I came close to asking Maria if she was interested in opening up our marriage to include you guys, but I just couldn't do it."

"You really wanted to be with me enough that you would have let Max be with Maria? You were that attracted to me?"

"Yes, for a long time."

"Still are?"

"Absolutely. Maybe more than ever. When you came out just now in that t-shirt with your lucious legs, cute panties, and braless boobs -- Wow! I had to look away or else I would have started drooling."

"Yeah, right!... Wait, you could see my panties?" Jane exclaimed as she rolled us onto our sides to face each other.

"Yes. You and they looked great, but I only caught glimpses... They are red."

"You did seem them! Damn!... Well you looked great too. All I could see was your bare chest and the sheet and I was thinking, actually hoping, you might be completely naked." She pushed the sheet off of and uncovered me just to be sure whether I was or not, although I'm sure she already had felt that I had gym shorts on.

"You find me attractive? You hoped I was nude?"

"Yes and yes. I have been attracted to you since the day we moved in next door. Tall, dark, and handsome, I have always thought."

With our mutual proclamation of fantasy and attraction, we returned to kissing fervently and groping at each other's bodies. As our make-out session went on, our passions rose further along with a certain something in my shorts, before Jane pounced. She knelt to the side of me and immediately grabbed at my shorts. In her eyes and really her whole body, I could see a fire in her had been ignited.

There was no hesitation as she pulled my shorts and boxers down and off in one swift motion. My throbbing tool bounced as it was released and pointed up my body with the blood coursing through it, and its angry dark head leaking pre-cum. Out of nowhere I heard what I thought was the click of the door that adjoined our rooms. I glanced over and it appeared to be slightly ajar, but before I thought or cared much about it, I became distracted by Jane.

"Oh Shit! You are long! Whenever I touched you through your swimsuit, I always wanted to see how long you were and you did not disappoint!" Jane exclaimed looking at my pulsing meat. I wasn't sure if she said that to me or was just talking directly to my cock. She had paused as she took in the sight of me laying naked next to her, so I took the opportunity to grab her shirt and pull it off her. Her pale mounds came into view and were beautiful, surrounded by her light bronze tanned skin. I had caught a peek at one of her pink tips one time previously, but now they both were being fully exposed to my gaze and they were a couple of hard pointy erasers pointed sexily at me.

As soon as Jane was free of the shirt and before I had even tossed it aside, her hands grabbed my hot missile, and her mouth took the head in. "Fuck!" I muttered, then she removed her hands so she could sink her mouth down my shaft. One of her hands went to my balls and began caressing them, while the other hand and forearm rested on my chest to support her.

Her mouth and tongue felt amazing. The fire I had seen in her eyes and body was in her oral cavity as well. It was amazing watching Jane bobbing up and down on my pole. I couldn't believe I was inside the mouth of someone other than Maria and on top of that it was my other love, Jane, at the insistence of my wife.

Jane looked up from my crotch and saw me starting at her causing her to pull her mouth off me with a pop. Her face got red as it took on a look that was a mixture between bliss and blush. "Quit staring. You are embarrassing me."

"Sorry, but I can't and I won't. You are too beautiful."

Her face reddened further with my sincere words. It was as if she was trying to match the color of her panties. It hit me - her panties! I reached for them and pulled them down with her help, then I swung her around until right above me and in front of my eyes was her adorable pussy. It was just like the picture that Maria had put into my head when she described it in detail. A cute slit of fair skin and lips that were now beginning to open like a fragrant flower to give hints of a darker pink core. It was quivering in a combination of nervousness and excitement.

As I took in every inch and contour and hue of the masterpiece in front of me, Jane licked deliberately along the length of my shaft, from the hair-shrouded base to the sensitive head. It was like her tongue was trying to experience and familiarize itself with each bump and shape and texture and taste of it. It was glorious.

Suddenly the TV screen flashed a brighter glow, and I saw the glistening of her moisture that was starting to coat her flower petals. I had to know if she tasted as good as the fragrance of her arousal smelled. I swiped the full length of her slit with my tongue. "OOOHHH MY!" came deep from Jane's core and out her mouth as she removed her tongue from me and grabbed my pulsing tool firmly with her hand. I slowly savored the sweet nectar that she had deposited on my tongue. I relished it like a fine wine.

Her quivering above my turned into full gyration of her hips as she seemed to be trying to search out my mouth. When I saw that another flow of juice had again rapidly covered her flower which was now in full bloom, I repeated what she had done to me before and slowly took in every inch of her blossom in my mouth as she pushed her moist crotch down onto my face. For her part she continued her firm grip on my dick. Even though she was not stroking it, it was being stimulated by the shaking of her hand and fingers from the sexual shudders of her mini orgasm.

When I reached the top of her slit and sucked on her engorged clit, she yelped, coated my chin with a release of more fluid, and pulled her pussy away from my mouth. I watched the vibrations of her body above me slowly wane. Then she tried to push her hips down for more, but at this point I had ahold of her hips and held her up.

"YOU TEASING BASTARD!" she practically yelled. "I want you! No, I NEED you! It has been too long!"

Then it hit me, while I have been having sex on a regular, or at least occasional basis, it has long time for her, starting even before Max's death. And here I was teasing her selfishly. I was going to correct that immediately and focus on her needs and not my wishes.

She gasped as I caught her off-guard and flipped her off me, turning her at the same time. I laid her on the bed with her head on the pillows and scrambled into position above her and quickly said "I am sorry. I have been selfish." Then I slowed and with every ounce of sincerity, declared, "I love you with all my heart! Whatever you are yearning for, I am now here to give you. I want to please you. Just tell me what you desire and need."

"I love you too, so much!" she professed with a tear in her eye. Then she reached down between us and took ahold of my rock-hard penis and ran it along her moist slip, shivering when rubbed it against her clitoris. "This is what I desire, and I need it inside of me. NOW!" And with that she pulled into towards her slit and I wasted no time in sliding the head in.

"UGH!" we grunted in unison as we looked deeply into each other's eyes.

Then it was as if I got slapped upside my head as I realized I was inside another woman for the first time since Maria and I first met and I knew it was the same for Jane since she met Max. That spurred me on further to make this special for her, so I took my time sliding into her warm, moist glove. All the while I showered her with a series of rapid little kisses -- in her hair, on her forehead, on her nose, on her mouth, on her chin, along her neckline and upper chest, and on the swells of breasts. Just as I was about to bottom out and be fully encased in her womb, my lips reached her erect nipples. I sucked one then the other in as I made my final push.

"Oh yes! I missed this so much!"

And with that I made love to Jane. I slid in and out at a slow, steady pace and continued to kiss and touch every part of her body that I could reach while feeding my cock in and out of her pussy. Despite how wonderful her body felt and how stimulated I was by being inside someone new and someone I cared so much for, I was bound and determined not to shoot my load until she was ready for me to.

"I want to be on top now," she said with a surprisingly meek tone.

I rolled us over. She knelt up over me, closed her eyes, grabbed my shaft, guided it to her opening, and started to sink slowly down on. I glanced to the side for a second and the door appeared to be open more and I thought I saw movement.

Jane groaned as she sank fully on me and my eyes shot back to hers as they opened. She began a fast bordering on frantic paced piston action of her hips atop of me as I reached up and mauled her mounds and pinched the tips. Our eyes never left each other.

When I whispered that I loved her, that seemed to set her off. She buckled and fell on me, so I started to drive my hips up into her and she announced, "I'm cumming!!! Cum with me!" I started to lift my hips fully off the bed as I pounded into with all my might, and when she felt me swell and shoot my initial seed into her, she lost it, "Oh yeah!!!" Shot after shot poured from me as her woman cum flowed onto my crotch and balls and she shuddered through an intense orgasm.

She went stiff and I wrapped my arms around her as the last pulse went up and out of me and into her. Then she collapsed and melded into me.

I whispered into her ear, "I'm sorry that was so quick. You turn me on so much and I have been wanting to be with you for so long..."

She lifted her head and cut me off by putting her finger to my lips, "Shhhh. That was perfect. It is exactly what I... no, what WE needed. We have the rest of the night to slow down, explore and enjoy each other body and soul, and make love again and again for hours if we want to. And I want to."

"Me too if I recover from this. It was so intense."

"I am not done with you yet, so will I have make sure you recover."

I ran my hands down her back ending at her ass as I snickered, "I am sure you will, but I don't know that you have to do anything but just be yourself." Then I grabbed her firm butt cheeks and squeezed, "And don't put any clothes on."

She chuckled back at me, "Oh, that can definitely be arranged." She kissed my chest and laid her head back down and we went silent, just bathing in bliss of our newly christened sexual bond.