Barstow - A Show for the Neighbors

"Hello?"

"Hi, Jan."

"Oh. Hi, Steve. About last night. Uh, I'm..."

"I didn't call to talk about that. But since you brought it up... gosh... I still don't know quite how to take it. Voyeuring your own daughter's sex? Knowing it and even planning it? With your lovers? Her phone call with the heads-up was scripted."

"Well, yeah. We had a pretty lively discussion before she went over to your place. She wanted Jeff and me to be happy together, on our own terms."

"Of course we like to show-off, but certain aspects of it was... well... maybe something we should have talked about together."

"We discussed that, too, and decided to simply let it happen. Anyway, you called."

"I did. Is Jeff there?"

"He is."

"Put 'im on. The polycule had an idea he might enjoy."

"Okay. He's in the garage. Be right back."

"Hey, Steve." Debbie has stepped into the office. "We're missing you out there. Who you talkin' to?"

"Jan and Jeff."

"You blessing 'em out for trapping you and Jax into fucking their daughter so they could watch?"

"Inviting Jeff over like we talked about yesterday."

"What they did was kinda nasty, Steven."

"We're not ones to judge, sweetheart. Phil's place, for instance. I hear Jeff. I'll be out there in a couple of minutes."

Deb gives him a disapproving smirk and sort of stomps back out to the patio.

"Hey, Steve, what's up? Jan said you seem to have issues with what we did last night."

"I do. Me, and some of the ladies here. But I'm quick to point out they... uh... we are in no position to throw stones. Diff'rent strokes, you know."

"I will admit things are different now that everything's out in the open. I still feel funny about most of it. Weird. Really weird."

"Well, then, how 'bout we get even weirder for ya'. We had an idea over breakfast yesterday. Jax is thinking we might steer your watching fetish into a healthier direction, and we could accommodate that every once in a while."

"How's that?"

"Set up lawn chairs near the patio for you, and Jan if she wanted. Front-row seats."

"Really? You'd do that?"

"Just the polycule, Jeff. We could fuck, suck, 69, and whatever kinky shit we do, and you can watch every bit of it without guilt or embarrassment. Even get yourself off. However, our swinger parties are off-limits, as are the times we might have other lovers over. Just the polycule. Can you agree to that?"

"Oh, gawd, Steven. Mixed feelings."

"Well do understand that we can't be doing the binoculars thing any more otherwise, especially now that everybody knows. I'm not usually bothered by it, but a couple of the ladies are, and if our swinger friends found out, they'd insist on screens or whatever it took to keep you from spying on them. Plus there are a few of our friends I absolutely do not want anybody else knowing about outside of Em, Cy, Jax, and me. Not even the polycule!"

"Oh. I see. A deal I can't refuse, essentially."

"Sorry. There's a price to pay for being outed."

"Okay. So I go along with this. How will I know when it's, well, 'safe'?"

"I'll come up with a system. Fly a flag or something like that."

"I guess that will work. Okay, considering the alternatives, I'm in."

"Good. It might interest you to know that we were unanimous on this. They like to show-off to friendly audiences. I just can't speak for our other lovers."

"I understand. And thank you for thinking about me like that. I never really got bent out of shape that you were fucking Jan, I was more horrified that you guys would find out that I liked to watch."

"Just one version of sexual preference, Jeff. That's all. Speaking of which, how do you feel about two o'clock today? We're figuring on being casual around the backyard. I might get out the croquet set for a silly game of naked croquet, but we're just hanging around lovin' and fuckin' and just being ourselves. I'll fetch a couple of lawn chairs out of the storeroom and have 'em out there for you. The gate will be unlatched so you can come and go at your leisure. Only if you want to, of course. And now that I know what your drink preference is, I have that on the bar now."

"Sounds really good, Steve. I'll ask Jan. Maybe Cydney will want to come over, too."

"She's certainly welcome, Jeff. Wonderful young lady. Aces smart. You should be proud of her."

"We are. Are we expected to be naked?

"No. Whatever you're comfortable with.

"Thanks, Steve."

"You're welcome. See you when we see you."

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Steve steps through the patio door to a sea of bemused smirks and a couple of not-happy scowls in the hot tub.

"Debbie said you were just talking to Jeff," Sarah grumbles. "That was sorta rude, what they did to you and Jax last night."

Steve takes a deep breath, pursing his lips to exhale slowly while he formulates a response.

"Sarah? Debbie? Hear me out on this one."

Deb is defiant. "Is there something to talk about here? Perverted. Their own daughter?"

"Didn't surprise me too much, Deb. Cydney has been counseling Jen, and Jeff a little bit, on their sex lives. Cyd was the one who encouraged the open marriage thing for them. She's really invested in her parents, and certainly has an enlightened outlook on loving intimacy. She wasn't asking us all those questions out of ignorance."

"And how did they even get to that level, Steven?" Sarah inquires.

Jax responds, "Jan told me that she and Cyd had 'the sex talk' fairly early, and that she and Cydney talked regularly and openly about her sex life as it bloomed during her college years. Even details. They would carry on and laugh about so-and-so's cock or some girlfriend's stinky twat. The way Jan portrayed this made me think that she was living vicariously through Cyd's dating adventures. I didn't confront her on that. I let it pass."

"Hmm," muses Ashley. "Not your usual daughter-mother relationship, then."

"Yeah, I guess. But it was loving, and positive for both."

"And perverted," Debbie grumbles.

Ashley sighs. "Hey, Deb. None of us can talk. All of us have our little peccadildos."

"Isn't that 'peccadillos', Ash?"

"As I said."

At least the joke elicited snickers.

Steve tries again. "Guys? One person's perversion is another's fetish. I think, and some of you obviously disagree with the idea, that Jeff and Jan's voyeurism fetish is their sexual outlet. They were having issues, their daughter cared enough to intervene, and in this case participate. Yeah, it's really on the edge, but they all got off."

"Yeah," Ellie chuckles. "Jax found out Cyd's a screamer."

Em snarks, "Yeah. The whole neighborhood did!"

Oh, that set 'em off.

"But Stevie," Debbie pushes back after the laughs die down. "There are some really dangerous fetishes."

"Yes. The ones that victimize others unable to control the situation. Watching their adult daughter screw, with her encouragement and participation? Who's getting harmed there? The harming someone is the litmus test here."

Caroline breaks in. "Truth, you guys? Exhibitionism. Our exhibitionism. Some people get really upset seeing others' nakedness. And when we show-off? Oh gawd."

Toby warns, "I don't know if we want to go down that path at the moment, everybody."

"Why's that?" Ellie asks.

"Conflicting moral standards. Things that are okay in some belief systems versus the mostly-religious bluenoses. Take Arkansas, for instance."

"Arkansas? Why?"

"Outside of medical situations, it is illegal to be naked in the presence of a person of the opposite sex who is not your lawful spouse."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously, Em."

"I knew that!" Steven chuckles. "It's why I get a kick out of their tourism commercials on TV, 'Enjoy Arkansas, the Natural State'! Uh huh. Just as long as it isn't you that's in a natural state!"

They all laugh.

Debbie breaks her scowl. "Oh gawd, Stevie! You're such a nut!"

"You okay, sweetie?"

"I guess. I still think what Cyd and her parents did was just not right, but I suppose they were doing what was right for them. Didn't you think you were 'a victim'?"

"Maybe a little bit after-the-fact. I was mostly amused by it. But I knew Janice, and I certainly knew what Jeff was about. So knowing that Cyd was helping them adjust their intimate outlook for their benefit, it made perfect sense to me. Jax? You feel victimized?"

"Nuh uh. Cyd was a pretty good fuck. Besides..."

"What's that?"

"The whole thing with Jan insisting our coming over there naked. Sort of a hint about what turns her crank, don'tcha think?"

"Yeah," Steve muses. "Guys? Speaking of all that, you know yesterday when we talked about showing-off for Jeff? I invited him over for this afternoon. We weren't planning on doing anything in particular, were we?"

He looks around, drawing nothing but shaking heads and shrugs.

"Cyan? Lunch thoughts?"

"Crudité spread. Cold cuts, nibble veggies, sliced apples, crackers and such."

"Sounds good. I told Jeff around two."

"Jan, too?" Jackson asks.

"Yes, if they wanted. Cyd, as well."

Emily inquires, "Your plans in the meanwhile?"

"Nap."

"Sounds good. Last one there is... uh... gonna have to find someplace else to snooze."

They all laugh as they rise out of the spa tub, and start grabbing towels.

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A muffled and angered, "Gawddamn fuckin' sonofabitch! Shit!" can be heard echoing from the far end of the garage. There are sounds of things falling in the storage area. Sitting in the kitchen nursing a beer, Emily laughs, having the too-accurate picture in her head of Steve fooling around with something on a shelf that refused to cooperate, and is even fighting back.

She sticks her head through the door. "Stevie? You okay? Need some help with something?"

"Gawd. Yes. Can you grab one of these stupid chairs?"

"What happened?"

"Had 'em in the overhead. Fell on me as I was pulling 'em out."

She chuckles and steps into the garage storage area to rescue her man. He's a little tangled in everything. She takes one of the lawn chairs and frees a hand for him to wrangle with the other two that fell, partially unfolding.

"You taking two out there, or three?" she asks.

"Well, now that three are down, all three," with an exasperated sigh.

"So you're figuring on Jan, Jeff, and Cydney coming over to visit?"

"Not really. But allowing for it. We're just going to lean 'em against the deck for the moment."

"They gonna be naked?"

"Not anticipating it. At least not Jan and Jeff. No telling about Cyd."

Steve leans the two chairs he's folded back up against the wall and closes the storeroom door.

"Stevie? These are really dusty."

"We'll hose 'em off."

"Okay."

They grab the chairs and head out to the patio through the kitchen.

"What are you expecting from the guys?"

"Nothin'. Just hangin' out. Damn. I gotta get the croquet crap out."

"Let Jax and Ellie handle that. What did you tell Jeff we'd be doing?"

"What I just said. He doesn't need to be entertained, though I did mention we have his and Jan's favorite bourbon on the bar."

"Well that was nice. Here?" Em motions to a spot to set the chairs.

"That'll do. Just don't want to trip over 'em. How come nobody's in the tub?"

"Aren't all the way up yet. Jax and Car are in our room fuckin' and Tobe is doing Sarah on your bed. I guess everyone else is either still napping or maybe in a shower. Cyan said something about an epsom salts soak."

"Well, whatever. You look in on the dogs recently?"

"Before I sat down. They're being dogs, sleeping the day away. Sky and Sol were cuddling on Sky's bed."

"Sky's getting sort of like that in his old age."

"Uh huh. What now?"

"I don't want to disturb anybody. How about you and I stretch out on the sofa?"

"Sounds good." She reaches for his penis and starts to stroke it up. "I'm on top this time."

"Fine by me."

They kiss and make their way to the living room.

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Cyan and Jax have set the lunch buffet out on the dining room table.

"Keep everything covered!" Cyan scolds. "All the in and outs with the screen door are letting the flies in!"

A few are milling about picking at the selections, but there is some activity out on the patio. Toby has Ashley leaning with her hands pushing against a wall and she is pushing back fairly hard into their coitus. Caroline and Debbie, the two athletes, are making out on the double-width chaise.

Surveying the scene, Steve is amused. Ellie notices this and sidles up to him, reaching up to run her fingers through his chest hair.

"You know, El," he muses, "this reminds me of that old '70s song."

"What's that?"

"Love the One You're With."

She softly chuckles. "Not a problem around here, Stevie. What you've done blows me away."

"Oh? How's that?"

"For one, the polycule. You're the glue, you know. And I've been stuck to you for a long, long time."

"You see that in the others?"

"Uh huh. They're all settled into this special communal thing. Especially Caroline. She was certainly the wild one, even after hooking-up with my Toby. Now she has us. She hasn't been fucking around anything like she used to. Car really loves you, you know. You two are joined at the soul."

"More than Emily and me?"

"Hard to say. There is this aura around you and Em. It's palpable. And overwhelmingly attractive. Why do you think you've been picking-up these bi women? Keri and Cat, for instance."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. You guys are a two-for-one deal. They feel it instantly. Gawd, Steven. This even goes back to Sarah."

"You're right. It does. Our first time together was random and raunchy, but she had both of us."

"And you were both dialed to 11 on your 'giving' sides. She told me about what happened, when it was just her and me in bed together a few weeks ago. You and Emily, and her."

"What now?"

"How about a pony ride around the backyard? We haven't done that in a while."

"Okay. It'll give me a chance to unlock the gate for Jeff."

She laughs, takes his hand, and leads him to the steps down into the yard.

"Stand on the first step, El. It'll make mounting me easier."

"Good idea."

Ellie grasps her arms around Steve's neck and shoulders, stands tip-toe to lean into him and then down. Perfect landing, and she wraps her legs around his waist.

"We should do it this way more often, Stevie. Giddy-up!"

He laughs, grasps her thighs so her entire weight isn't borne by his cock, and he takes their walking fuck in the direction of the gate. She gleefully giggles as Steve hikes and jostles their intercourse.

He one-hands the latch to the unlocked position. Apparently well-timed, it was heard on the other side as the guest or guests approached.

"Hi, Steve. We're here," announces Jeff.

"Oh? Not just you? My hands are sort of full, so you go ahead and push it open."

Jeff opens the gate and steps through, followed closely by Janice and Cydney. All three break into laughter on seeing Steve's "predicament" with Ellie.

Jan chuckles, "Steven, you were always creative with our sex in a goofy sort of way, but nothing like this!"

"Hi, Janice!" Ellie giggles. "It's been several years, hasn't it?"

"It has. You remember Cydney?"

"Yeah, we reacquainted last night. Cyd? I tried to recall which class you were in but came up blank."

"Boolean 223."

"Oh, yeah. You were a CS major. You do anything with it?"

"No. Switched to Poli Sci when I decided to go for lawyerin'."

"Good for you! Stevie? You can let me down."

"Oof! Thank you! Jeff? That's quite a shirt there."

Jeff is wearing a loud Hawaiian-style flowered shirt.

"Oh, I dunno, Steve. Seems like the thing to have for outside parties like this."

"I guess! Eats are on the dining room table and drinks are on the bar and in the bar fridge, so you guys help yourselves. Chairs are there leaning against the deck if you care to sit back and watch the show. Cyd? You're certainly dressed appropriately for the occasion."

She's naked, like she was last night.

"You've always been a goofball, Steve. A couple of your ladies suggested 'get to know each other' time last night, so here I am."

"And you are! Guys, go join the fun."

Jeff and Cydney take Steve up on his offer of food and drinks and walk toward the patio and house, with Ellie escorting to show them around. Janice hangs back to talk with Steve.

"I'm feeling bad about last night."

"Why? We could've easily said 'no'. It is in our vocabulary."

"It didn't seem right that we were pushing our daughter on you so Jeff and I could watch you fuck her and get ourselves off."

"Gosh, Jan. It was her idea, wasn't it?"

"Well, yeah."

"Then what's the problem? You didn't get off like you expected to? Cyd have regrets?"

"No. We're all okay. It just felt like... our own daughter. It felt like... uh... incest."

"Ah. I can't help you with that, Jan. Are you or Jeff sexually attracted to her?"

"No. I'm not. She is nice to look at and all that, but girls aren't my thing regardless. You know that about me."

"Jeff."

"Maybe."

"I understand it happens. Who seems to be the one wanting to cross the line?"

"Hard to tell. Possibly both."

"You guys are going to have to sort that out among yourselves. You and Cyd are shockingly open with each other about your respective sex lives, so take advantage of that relationship."

"Thanks, Steve. I'll give that some thought."

"Hey Jan. You're a little underdressed with just that cover-up. Were you thinking about time with Jax? Or maybe just chillin' out in the hot tub?"

"Undecided. Maybe I should just join the party and see what happens."

"That would be my suggestion. Come with me."

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Much to Steven's surprise, Janice sheds her cover-up and tosses it into a corner of the patio. Steve shows her through the sliding door, and she makes a beeline for Jackson, who happens to be pouring a drink for someone.

"Hi!" she greets.

"Hi. I never expected to see you over here, for one thing, and naked, for another."

"Think about it, Jax. Our little thing last week broke through a lot of barriers for both Jeff and me. Naked in a group? Check. Having really intense sex with others around? Ohgawd. Check. Swapping partners? Check. Watching sex and getting off on it? Check, and geeeeeezus! Check!"

"So. Zero to sixty in one unnatural act. Or several."

"Uh huh. Does this make us swingers, Jackson?"

"Not necessarily. Do you want to be?"

"I don't know. What do I need to do to cross that bridge?"

"You're in the right situation, frankly. Fuck somebody you don't quite know, or just met, would be a good start."

"I see a gentleman over there... Toby, right? Mygawd, he's doin' the golf babe!"

Toby has Caroline against the wall in the living room taking her from behind, her pushing into the wall and pushing her ass back into their fuck.

"Well, Toby's the only male here you don't know. And, yes, Caroline is his mistress. You want me to reintroduce you?"

"And interrupt them?"

Jax chuckles, "No worries. We interrupt each other all the time. Hold on a sec. Steve? I could use a hand here."

"Sure. What's up?"

"I need to help Jan connect with Toby, but he's with Car over there."

"I see. I'm guessing you're wanting to interrupt, then peel him off of Car and foist 'er on me, right?"

"That's the plan."

Steve mock-moans, "Oh, the sacrifices I make for you guys. Come on."

Jackson is snickering at that, but Jan's "Oh, shit! What have I done?" expression is priceless.

Jax approaches the copulating couple. "Guys?"

Toby complains, "Can't you see we're a little busy?"

"Want you to say 'hi' to Janice."

"What do I get out of this?" Caroline gripes.

"Steve."

"Oh. Okay. That works."

"Sheesh." Toby backs away, his cock dropping out of Car. Caroline leans into Steven in a caressing hug.

"(I was wondering when you were going to get to me,)" Caroline whispers to him.

"(Always. I hope Toby doesn't give you too much grief after you guys go home.)"

"(Oh, he will. But he knows the score.)"

"(Thank you.)"

Toby turns to Jan. "Hi, Janice. What can I do for you? I gather you're Jax's new paramour, right? Neighbor just behind?"

"Yep. One of Steve's from years ago."

"Yes. Ellie just mentioned she knew you from back then. Interesting that you're at our little family gathering."

"With my husband. And you met Cydney."

"Your daughter."

"Uh huh."

"'Scuse us, guys," Steve interrupts. "Car and I need to chat." They head down the hall holding hands and turn into the big bedroom.

"Of course," Toby grumbles and shakes his head.

"What's wrong?" Jan asks.

"Oh, it's a little complex. This whole thing is a matrix of lovers. I know she loves him more than me, but she lives with Ellie and me and the three of us share a bed, very willingly." He sighs, "I'm used to it. Without Steve and Ellie, none of this would be possible. I'm grateful to all of them."

"Wow."

"Tobe?" Jax breaks in. "Would you be interested in spending time with Jan? She's on the cusp of making the transition from open marriage to lifestyle. I told her that loving on somebody she just met would be good for that."

Jan is slightly taken aback, "You don't mind, do you? Your friend is beyond beautiful. Will I do?"

Toby reassures, "Don't feel that way, Jan. It was a pleasure meeting you, and, sure, if you're willing to spend time with me that way, I'm more than happy to make you a special friend. Come closer. Let's explore each other, okay?"

"Gosh."

"Anna's room," Jax advises.

Toby softly rests a hand on Jan's shoulders as he guides her to the bedroom.

Emily steps to Jackson, leaning in and gently petting her husband's chest. "That was really sweet. You're getting to be more like Steven every day."

"I guess that's a good thing."

"It is. Say, have you seen Jeff or Cydney anywhere?"

"Last I saw of Cyd, she was with you and Ashley on our bed."

"Yeah. They were really into 69 with each other, so I quietly left them to their own devices. What's on your agenda?"

"Cy's still fooling around with stuff in the kitchen. I think it's time to remind her where her priorities should be."

"You like doing that to her, don't you?"

"It's fun, and she always enjoys it."

"Then go!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Check in with Ellie, Debbie, and Sarah, then look for Jeff. His fat cock is fun."

"Then by all means, have at it!" Jax chuckles as he makes a beeline for the kitchen.

Which is followed shortly by a laughing shriek of surprise.

Emily smiles and shakes her head to herself.

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Em descends the steps to the lawn and is still chuckling as she approaches El, Deb, and Sarah as they goof around with the croquet setup.

"Anybody keeping score?" Emily jokes.

Deb counters, "Score? What score?" Ellie giggles.

"We're keeping better track of who's scoring with whom," Sarah snarks.

Em muses. "Doesn't matter, does it? Not when it's us!"

Deb counters, "Well, when we have guests, it sorta does."

"Okay, then. What is the score? I can add that Toby's doing Janice right now. Ash and I had Cydney. What do you guys have?"

"Me and Jeff on the chaise. Gawd. He's got a fat one! Do I look like I'm walking bow-legged?"

Sarah and Ellie laugh. Little Ellie sighs, "Too big for me."

"Any of you know where he is?" Emily asks.

The others shake their heads. Sarah suggests she check bedrooms.

Sliding the door to step into the house, Emily encounters Ashley coming out, and asks, "Seen Jeff?"

"You don't want to know. You probably shouldn't look into your bedroom."

"Oh?"

"You really shouldn't, if you know what I mean."

"Okay. I certainly won't."

"(Oh dear,)" Emily mumbles to herself as she walks the length of the hallway. "Oh, dear," quickly becomes a silent, breathless, "(Oh, FUCK!)" as she steps into the doorway. She steps back to hopefully stay out of view.

Jeff and Cydney are sitting on the edge of the bed, both naked, of course. Jeff is caressing Cyd's thigh, and he is sporting quite the erection. In any other situation this would be foreplay.

"Daddy? I still think this is not a good idea."

"Don't you want me?"

"In some ways, yes. I love you, and seek your closeness. But sex with you? You know that crosses a line. A really big one."

"Janice's friends. They showed her and me what was possible. And you, sweetheart. I was wondering why you were pressing us to fool around."

"Is that what made you think I wanted this?"

"Honestly? Your talking to Jan and me about everything was turning me on. What do you think now?"

"For one thing, I had no idea your cock was so fat. That certainly gives me pause. Mom told me a lot, but not that."

"She never knew different. We were each others' first. Compared to what? Or who?"

"All the guys I've been dating."

Emily quickly retreats to the other master suite, and sits on the bed next to Steve and Caroline who are in a tight coital embrace. "Hi, sweetie."

"Hi, lover. Yeah, we know. Cuddle? Your choice."

Em snuggles into Steve from behind.

"Sort of a shocker," Caroline muses. "We're here trying to rationalize it."

"Jax did say Jan and Cyd were awfully open about their sexualities."

"But did Jan ever say anything about 'Doin' Dad?'"

"No way to know without asking them."

"Not going there!" Steve grumbles. "I talked to Jan earlier about whether there was any attraction there, and suggested she discuss it with Cyd, that it all was between the three of them. Don't know if that discussion was had or what."

Car muses, "Whatever the circumstances, unless they talk about it with us directly, it's clearly none of our business."

"Is that your personal feeling, or is it the lawyer talking?"

"Both. Incest is very illegal here. The more who know, the greater the chances of prosecution. Pretty sure she knows that."

"Even among able, consenting adults?"

"Yes, even then. It's a Class 3 felony with prison time running several years. Hey, Em?"

"Yes?"

"I'd like to feel you against me."

"Sorry, Stevie."

Steve chuckles as his lover shifts around to be with his lover.

"Oh, we're okay, guys," says the female voice of the pair leaning into the doorframe. "I think we've come to our senses."

Jeff is appreciative. "We need to thank you and your clan, Steven. There's a special freedom in what y'all do and the way you do it. The love, the joy, the bonding... from my vantage it's not just the sex stuff, but it does seem to make the sex stuff okay. Like icing on a cake."

"But your own daughter?" Caroline questions.

"You're a lawyer, right? You know Cydney is, too."

"I do."

Cyd muses, "Same thing as you just said, Caroline. But I have to wonder. There are no recent cases covering competent adults. I did the research just in case. Parent and minor child, and disabled adults, are usually what's prosecuted, although technically nobody is off the hook. So I'm going to trust you guys, and am advising Dad and Mom to do the same. You guys know where the boundaries are."

"Did Jan know this might happen?" Steve inquires.

"Yes. She followed your advice. We agreed it was a step too far."

Janice squeezes into the door with the others. "We did. They were so close, apparently. Cyd? Jeff? Thank you for not taking that final leap."

"I'm still in a daze," Jeff admits.

Cydney responds, "We'll be okay. You'll be okay, Dad."

Jan says, "Anyway, guys, I think we've all met the requirements."

Steve is puzzled. "What requirements?"

"Swingers. That's what Jax said. All three of us. In the past two weeks I've had Jax, Steve, and just now, Toby. Jeff's had Emily and, today, Debbie. Cydney's had Steve, Jax, Emily, Ashley... I miss anyone, dear?"

"Toby."

Steve counters, "But Cyd, from what I could gather, you were already there. Jan? Jeff? It's you guys I'm mostly concerned about. This is all going down awfully fast."

"Jeff?" Emily asks, "You were hinting that you might be a little overwhelmed by at least some of it."

"Thanks for saying so, but it's not so much overwhelmed as it is the weirdness."

"But you and Cydney were about to cross way into 'taboo' territory. That's even an unspeakable in most swinger circles."

"Then why do Jan and I, and Cydney here, have the feeling that here it might be acceptable, or at least understood?"

"Because it is." Ashley has just added herself to the crowd in he doorway. "You guys know I'm sort of new here. Almost immediately was the same feeling of acceptance for who I am. I love these guys."

"And we certainly love you back, Ash. Please join us," Steve beckons.

Cyd and Jan make room in the door opening for Ashley to join her lovers on the big bed.

Cydney advises, "Mom? Dad? It goes without saying that nobody else is to know about this. Nobody!"

Jan muses, "What happens if we expand into swinging beyond Steve, Cyan, and their group?"

"Nobody, Mom! Like Emily said, even our little discussion about it might happening has to be kept between us in all cases. Not even hints!"

"Okay. We understand, I think. No crossing that bridge today."

"Or ever! Steve, can I bother you for something?"

"Sure. Watcha got?"

"Could your ladies let you go for a while?"

"Oh?"

"I'd like normal time with an experienced mature lover. Last night's screwin' around was just that, screwin' around."

"Ladies? You okay with this?"

The three laying with Steven nod in affirmation and rise from the bed, and Jeff and Jan lead the entourage to the patio and hot tub to rejoin the rest of the party.

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"It's just us now, Cyd. What thoughts are stirring in that head of yours?"

"The complexities of it all. Caroline was spot on. For somebody who's not in active practice at the moment, she seems to be on top of things."

"Smart cookie."

"Very smart. Steven, you seem to attract that. Like we talked about last night."

"Yeah, nearly everybody tells me the same thing."

"You in love with her?"

"Yes. Absolutely."

"Then how is it that you are 'in love' with so many smart, and dare I say, beautiful women?"

"I don't question it. It just is. You, however, ask a lot of questions."

"I guess I do. Confession?"

"Okay. Go ahead."

"I'm attracted to you, too. Have been since way back when I was still at home and going to the junior college, and you were doing Mom. She wasn't the only one getting off from your hiking naked through our backyards with a hard-on."

"I'm flattered. But am I another version of your father?"

"No. Hardly. I knew then he was off-limits, and it's different, anyway, but you? Gawd. Sexy to the bone. You're probably the main reason I didn't go totally lez."

"I feel sorry for the guys you date."

"Maybe you should," Cydney chuckles.

"What do you want from me?"

"Right now? A heartfelt fuck. Let's make love, okay?"

"That can be arranged. 69 first?"

"You certainly know how to schmooze a girl, don'tcha? You on top."

They softly laugh, and assume the positions.

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"Gawdfuckingdamn, Steven. Another one?"

Steve and the polycule have just bid the Hoffmans a fond, "See you later!" as they escorted them to the gate to return home. It's slightly after sunset, so all three didn't feel it necessary to dress or otherwise be covered for the short distance across the field.

Anyway, Cyan is giving Steve a buttload of grief over the highly-evident affections Cydney was showing him preparing for their departure.

"She said it's been since she still lived at home."

"Good thing she lives way upstate."

"It is. Even better given the near-miss with her father. That makes me a bit uncomfortable."

"Us, too," Caroline quips, now leaning into Steven, opposite from Debbie, who is clinging to his other side.

Deb muses, "There's a whole, whole bunch of trouble attached to where that mess could go. I hope for their sake they don't go there. Yeah they're adults and all that, but Car said it."

"Sexual desire can go in many directions, gang," Steve observes. "Just look at us. We're a textbook case of illicit love and desire cranked to 11. Or even 12. Let's all find the tub, and see what direction our loving goes tonight."

"You aren't burned out from Cyd?" Emily jokes.

"Nope. Question at the moment is who I get next." He starts to pointing his hardening cock at the ladies, "Eenie menie miney moe." They all start laughing and slapping the air at him.

"You know, Stevie," Debbie complains, "I haven't had much going on today other than Jeff and Car. Do you mind?"

"I certainly don't. Okay. Deb for a lap fuck, the rest of you figure out who sits left and right to help."

"We're okay," as Ashley leers at Caroline, who leers back.

Ellie and Emily agree to be Steve and Deb's fuck partners, Jax takes Sarah, and Cyan is already clinging to Toby. Everybody's covered to close out their evening of intimacy.

It's not too long after the lovin' gets going in earnest that Steve bursts out in laughter.

"Gawd, Steve! What's so funny?" Sarah complains.

"I just caught a glint from across the way. Streetlight reflecting off Jeff's binoculars."

"Shit." Emily is now in Steve's lap having taken him all the way in. "Didn't he have his fill today?"

"Guess not. Oh, geeze. He sees us looking."

"Fuck," Debbie grimaces. "Porch light just came on. Ohgawd! Double fuck! Guys? All three are naked and masturbating to us and want us to know it!"

Ellie chuckles, "Well if that's going to be the way things are going to be, I suggest we get out of the tub here and give 'em a show."

Steve wrinkles his brow, purses his lips, and shakes his head. "No, guys. Enough. I told him he... they... were welcome to watch when it was just us, but it's late and we need to relax and be ourselves for the remainder. Here."

Steve lifts Em off, and stands and waves to them in acknowledgement. They wave back, and appear to step back into the house. Somebody dowses the light.

Steve phone rings with Jan's ring tone. He grabs a towel to step inside to answer.

"Hi. What's going on?"

"Gate still unlocked? Cyd's on her way over to fuck Jackson. He have anything left?"

"Jax?" Steve calls out to the patio. "You think you might have something left for Cydney?"

"I think so," he confirms.

Sarah grumbles in protest.

Steve challenges Jan, "Why now? Didn't have enough?"

"She's wanting a hat trick with your men. You and Toby earlier."

"Bring it on. Pleasure playing with you guys."

"You, too, Stevie! G'night!"

The gate opens and a nude Cydney runs across the yard, perky boobs a bouncin'. Jax meets her at the bottom of the steps, having left Sarah in the tub.

"Where?" he inquires.

"A bed. But can we shower together first? I'm all sweaty!"

"Of course! Walk this way!" He takes her hand and they disappear into the back of the house.

"Steve?"

"Sarah?" He is descending the steps back into the tub.

"You going to sleep with me tonight? You owe me now."

"Uh... I guess I do."

Deb, El, and Em smirk to each other. Emily scolds, "You got that right. Sarah? All yours."

Snickers, glares, and disapproving but smiling head shakes punctuate Steve's obligation of loving penance to Sarah.

=====

"Oh, gawd. I am so happy that school is out!" Ellie exhales.

"Amen, sister!" Sarah huffs in agreement.

Everyone is gathered around the breakfast table a little earlier than some would like it to be on this Monday morning. The previous day and evening of entertaining the Hoffmans was a lot of fun but still exhausting.

El sort of smirks at Steven for yesterday evening's transgression, asking Sarah, "How'd he do for you last night?"

Sarah has doe eyes for Steve, "Oh, just fine. More than fine. A very nice reminder of why I love him. Thank you, guys!"

"For what?"

"Insisting that he make it up to me."

Steve is avoiding eye content in a mock innocence. So is Jackson. Toby is glancing at both and shaking his head at them. The ladies are highly amused and chuckling at their men.

Steve pushes back. "Okay, you guys. Since you had to go there, who'd Toby sleep with and who was in the big bed?"

"Just me and Tobe in Em and Jax's room," Ashley admits. "We were tired, but we did each other some good."

Toby subtly nods, with a cute knowing smile.

"Deductive reasoning -- and knowing you clowns -- has five women in the big bed. Uh. And Jackson."

Big cheesy grins around the table.

"We had fun!" Debbie admits.

"I bet you did," Steve smirks. "But did you get any sleep?"

"After we got everybody off, Stevie. Cuddle sleep like that is the best kind of sleep!"

"Sarah? You said you have the day off. Is Debbie going to run you to the train station this afternoon?"

"Nope. I thought I told you last night that's your job."

"Oops. Okay, that's fine. Car?"

"No pressure today, Steven. Pro shop is closed on Mondays, anyway. I have all day. Can't say the same for Toby."

"Shit, no," he grumbles. "Deposition at 10:00."

"Normal workday for me," Ashley volunteers. "I go straight to the store from here."

Cyan asks, "Don't need to check-in with your folks?"

"Don't have to. VNA nurse scheduled for first thing this morning. I'd just be in the way."

"Deb?" Steve inquires, "You working from here today?"

"Yep. Got the big laptop."

"And your Zooming T-shirt. The one that says 'I'm naked under this shirt.'"

"Of course!" she laughs. The others crack up at this.

Caroline is staring daggers at Debbie. "Does it really say that?"

"This one does. Just my department peeps today. It's a running gag."

"Does HR know? That's sorta pressing it."

"We joke about that, too."

Car just stares at the table and shakes her head.

Steve redirects. "Ellie?"

"Hanging here, if that's okay."

"It's always okay!" Steve chuckles.

"I guess that leaves Jax and me to tend to the grindstone," Emily gripes.

"Sounds like it. Be sure to lean back a little today. Those scrapes on your nose last time took a week to heal."

Oo, did that garner a dirty look. Three of the others laugh and throw balled-up napkins at 'im.

Caroline challenges, "Alright, farm-boy. What are your plans today?"

"Well, first on my itinerary is to round-up you mavericks, herd y'all to the hot tub, and have my way with you."

"Steven!" the girls laugh. Ash chuckles, "Cy? Pass the napkins, please?" which of course elicits yet more silliness and laughter.

Cyan, with a straight face, "Okay, Steven. Seriously. What's on our day planner? I, for one, need to catch up on laundry. I could use some help changing the beds and towels, guys."

"No problem!" several respond.

Steve answers Cy's serious inquiry with an equally serious, "Numbers this morning. Watching for more stupidity from on high. It was killing the bond markets last week and I have some hard decisions to make."

"This afternoon?"

"I have some tinkering to do around the house. Also thinking we can pile whoever is here in the van and make a day of it in the city before taking Sarah to the station. I'm thinking lunch at Sandy's -- Em? Let's coordinate so you and Jax can join us -- pop in to say 'hi' to Patricia and do a little shopping, maybe. I need to pick-up some lumber at Menards across the street, so I'll apologize in advance for encroaching on everybody's foot room in the back."

Debbie informs, "I'm not sure I can get away for the whole afternoon, Steven."

"Schedule's not hard and fast other than getting Sarah to the station in time."

"Okay. We'll see where I am with the office when you're getting ready to go."

Toby is snickering to himself. "Steven, the main problem I see with your plan is there doesn't seem to be any opportunity for fucking somewhere along the line. You get more than one of us in a room... you know."

"And sometimes one will do just fine."

That did it. Everybody is laughing hard in acknowledging their particular reality while standing up, shoving their chair under the table, and heading off to the far corners of the house to prepare for the obligations of the day.

Ellie sidles up to Steven. "Were you serious about the hot tub roundup?"

"I can be."

"I missed sleeping with you last night. You up for a little tantric?"

"You know, that sounds really good, sweetie."

"Bring your coffee and we'll make it so. Let's go."

=====

Steve's mood is not helped by events in the investment markets again. He nonetheless executes at least a little bit of restraint in not throwing the mouse across the room this time and startling the dogs. He now buys wireless mice by the dozen given the current state of the world.

His time in the tub with Ellie was a great start to the day, but the zen state lasted all of thirty seconds after he logged on.

Cyan sticks her head in the door. "Sweetheart? I think you should give it a rest and pull everybody together for lunch and whatever."

"Is Sarah ready to go?"

"She is. You need to check with Debbie, however."

"Okay."

Steve lets out a deep sigh expressing his frustration as he rises from the office chair, and wanders into the kitchen, opening the refrigerator door contemplating a beer for himself. No, not if he's going to have one at the restaurant.

Deb looks up from her computer and papers spread out on the kitchen table. "You okay, Stevie?"

"The usual."

"Things are tough right now, aren't they?"

"Yeah. It's all so arbitrary. Can't forecast a thing."

"We gonna be okay?"

"We are. Just less okay than when this whole mess started. We'll survive. You going to join us this afternoon?"

"Wish I could, but the nonsense is trickling down to us and we're having to revise reinsurance models to announce new pricing by the end of this week."

"Your folks think things are settled enough to do that?"

"They're planning around pessimistic outlooks. Clients are going to kick back. And those California fires spooked everybody, too."

"Keep me posted. I need to move stuff around, and a little bit of expert insight would help."

"But you're an expert, Stevie!"

"Doesn't feel that way sometimes. Since you can't go, any issues in minding the dogs?"

"No problem. I have one Zoom meeting around 2:00 that might need my attention for a half hour."

"T-shirt, or no?"

She laughs. "As much as you want to go there with your whole candaulism fetish, no, they don't need to see my tits. Or anything else."

"Damn."

"Come down here and give me a kiss, you pervert."

They chuckle, and the kiss is not exactly a short peck.

Deb requests, "Be sure to say 'hello' to Sandy for me. When's the next party?"

"Weekend after next. I'm going to need Jackson's help with a couple of involved fixes this weekend. The big patio doors are acting-up and the weather is going to be decent, so it's time to just do it."

"Good luck. Go round-up the crew."

"I shall do that!"

=====

Steve hops into the van's driver's seat and glances around to make sure everybody is in and buckled up before he starts the engine.

"Ellie! Dammit! Put that back on!"

"Aww, Stevie. Sarah and I were going to do each other during the drive in."

"Sarah? Not you, too?"

"Why not? I don't get to play like you guys get to most of the time."

"Shit," Steve mumbles. "I guess so. Just keep it under the windows."

Cyan observes, "They're tinted, Steven."

"Yeah, but they don't work quite as well as you think in the middle of the day. People can see stuff."

"And somehow that's a problem?" Caroline chuckles. She's riding shotgun today.

Steve sighs as he backs the van out.

Car asks, "We're doing lunch first, right?"

"Still working the map in my head. Left turns on and off of Dirksen are a pain-in-the-butt."

From the back seat, Ellie interrupts her cunni with Sarah. "We gonna pop in on Keri or Cat?"

"Contemplating something with them. Cat might have just ended her shift. Cy? Could you please text her? Also let Jax and Em know we're on our way."

Cyan reaches for her purse and extracts her phone.

She texts to Cat, "Applebee's for lunch?" and sets her phone down in the cupholder. A couple of minutes transpire.

Ding!

"Sure. When? What do I get out of this?" followed by a laughing emoji.

"About 20. Time with Stevie!"

"You guys in the van?"

Cyan laughs. "Steven? She's wanting a fuck."

"Hmm," he chuckles.

"Yes we are. He's thinking about it. CU there"

Cyan laughs again, telling Steve and the ladies, "Her response is three eggplants and a tongue."

Steve just grins and shakes his head. The ladies all laugh.

"You know, Steven, this is hardly normal," Caroline grumbles.

"Why's that?"

"Here we are, three of your lovers in the car with you, another propositioning you via texts handled by your wife, and all of us are laughing in appreciation of the situation."

"But it's our normal, sweetie. That suddenly a problem?"

"I dunno. Just gives me pause."

"Uh oh. What's going on, Caroline?"

She lets out a big sigh. "Just got another rejection from the WPGA about my application to rejoin the tour. 'Moral turpitude' was the excuse this time."

"Boy. That's a golden oldie if there ever was one."

"I should've known better than to try this time around. Board turned over a little in the past couple of years. There are more Deep South men than before."

"Southern Baptist influence, I guess. Are any of their clubs dry?"

"One or two."

"Then how do they draw a membership? Half the point of most country club memberships is a safe haven for networking lubricated by social alcohol consumption."

"Got me. Probably a wink and a nudge about BYOB out on the links."

"You know what I have to say about that."

"Yep. Hypocrites."

"Too bad. Do you suspect it's not just you?"

"Oh, Stevie, I know it's not just me. I talk to friends still on the tour, and the lesbians are feeling the heat, too. Can't be 'too out' in appearance. Three I know of are being 'encouraged' to quit, mostly because of their butch haircuts."

Steve sighs, "All part of this forced cultural shift back to the 1950s. Again, hypocrites."

"Uh huh."

"I'm sorry, sweetheart."

"Not much we can do about it."

"Tell me about it. I feel the damage to the investment markets every time I log on. I'm thankful we have each other, though. All of us. We'll weather this together."

"Thank you, Stevie. Sorry to be a downer, you guys."

Sarah and Ellie are sitting up and covered up. Ellie comments, "I'm thankful my department is not dependent on research funding. Sarah, how are you faring?"

"On pins and needles. Our endowment is private and specific, so not a lot of risk to me personally, but I have colleagues I share the lab with who are battening hatches expecting to have their grants yanked. It's not a pretty situation."

Steve waxes, "'May you live in interesting times' is the old Chinese curse."

"Gawd, yeah," Caroline moans.

"We're about there," Cyan points out. "We going to stop in at the hotel, or straight to Sandy's place?"

"Sandy's," Steve answers. "We expect to meet with Catherine there."

=====

"Stevie!"

Adorable Cat is sitting in the waiting area and jumps up to hug and kiss her much older boyfriend. Doesn't matter if he's in the company of his wife and three lovers.

After being released from Catherine's loving hug, Steve is approached by another lover, Sandy, the restaurant manager. She has to keep some level of decorum, so limits her greeting to a hand on his shoulder and a light peck.

"Steven. How are you doing?"

"Great, Sandy. You and Rick okay?"

"Yeah we are. Party Saturday after next, right?"

"That's the plan."

"You going to have the entire harem there?"

Steve responds with a smirk.

"That's okay. We're getting accustomed to this new normal. How many? I didn't seat Cat not knowing."

"Eight today. Emily and Jackson should be here shortly."

"Follow me. Where's Deb?"

"Working from our house. Had a Zoom meeting. She said to say 'hi.'"

"Tell 'er we miss her."

"I will."

"Tiff will be right with you guys."

As they find their seats, Cat asks Steve, "Are Keri and I invited?"

"Of course you are! Damn, Cat. You guys are welcome at the house anytime you want! Why do you think both of you have the front door code?"

"Oh, I dunno. It seems a little strange to just barge into somebody else's home."

Cyan reaches across the table to touch Catherine's hand. "It's your home, too, if you want it to be. You're important to all of us. Practically family."

The ladies nod in acknowledgement. Cat looks wistfully to Steve. He smiles back.

Tiffany steps to the table with order pad in-hand. "Hi, guys! Nice to see you, Mr. A! Out on the town?"

"Oh, just making a day out of running Sarah to the train station."

"Well it's a really nice day to be out. Drinks?"

Jackson and Emily walk in and take their seats as Tiff is noting everybody's beverage preferences. No, nothing alcoholic for either.

"Hi you two," Steve greets. "Just tea?"

Jackson moans, "Not today. Just got out of a meeting with Tom and Werner. New orders are down, and they want me to be prepared to cut staff."

"Melissa said the same thing," Emily adds.

"Either of you..."

"We both think we're okay. I feel bad for the kids we brought on last year, though. They're quaking in their boots 'cause they know they're first to go."

"Good luck, guys."

"Stevie?" Catherine interrupts. "Areyay eway oinggay ootay uckfay?"

"Yes, sweetie."

There is a momentary silence as the others puzzle over her gibberish and, even worse, Steve's straight-faced, serious response, like he knew exactly what she was requesting.

"(Ohgawd. Pig Latin,)" Ellie mumbles before chuckling, then breaking out in laughter realizing what Cat just asked Steve.

"Shit!" Caroline laughs. "I haven't heard Pig Latin since I was four!"

Emily is mystified. "Huh?"

Steve answers, "I'm sorry, sweetheart. Your parents had no sense of humor. Pig Latin is a language trick that a lot of parents used around toddlers to code conversations not meant for young ears. Take the first letter of a word, put it at the end with 'ay', and it disguises it well enough. Just add 'yay' if the first letter is a vowel sound."

"Oh. I didn't catch it. What did she ask?"

Car laughs again, "Cat was asking him if they were going to fuck."

The laughter at the table turns raucous.

Tiffany returns with a tray full of drinks. "You guys sound like you're having a mighty good time! Care to clue me in?"

"Tiff?" Steve asks, "How much did Debbie tell you about how we live?"

"Uh. Seriously? Do I have to answer that?"

"Don't be embarrassed. You can say it."

"Uh... uh... something about 'rabbits.'"

"Yep. I'm going to have the chicken quesadilla. Cat?"

"Strawberry chicken salad."

Steve stands and pushes in his chair. "Let's go."

Cat does the same. He takes her hand and the two rush out the front door.

Tiffany's jaw drops, and the remaining crew bursts into laughter yet again.

"Uh. Really?"

"Really," smirks Emily.

Tiff takes a deep breath. "Okay. I guess. Everybody else ready?"

=====

Yes, Steve and Catherine's meals were room temperature when they returned to the table, and were met with knowing chuckles and snickers. Neither bothered them!

Em and Jax left the restaurant to return to work a while ago. No doubt there is going to be more conversation over dinner about the troubling announcement.

The rest of the group is sort of slouching around the table, some trying in vain to squeeze that very last drop out of their glass. Tiffany offers to refill teas and fetch another round, but everybody more or less agrees they've had enough.

"Quarter to three, guys. Sarah? How much in advance do they want you there?"

"Springfield is relaxed compared to Chicago. They're happy with 15 minutes."

"So, 4:30."

"Yep."

"Not quite two hours to kill," Ellie muses. Not enough time to do anything like shopping at the malls on the west side."

Steve suggests, "I could drop you guys off."

"I'd rather not," Caroline complains. "Everything is too far apart to be without a car."

Cat breaks in with a revealing giggle, "Stevie? I could certainly go for another. And gee, everyone could watch this time!"

"Catherine!" Steve half-scolds, half-laughs. He has to reach down to "adjust" himself given the suggestion. His shorts tend to reveal things. Ellie catches this and sticks her tongue out at him.

"Is that an offer, too?" Steve returns the gesture.

"It can be!" she laughs.

Sarah muses. "Oo. Not a bad idea, actually. Yeah, it's naughty, but Steve, let's go find someplace to hide the van. I certainly wouldn't mind a good-bye... you know."

"Better idea. Park in Sinful's lot. Patricia would even appreciate it."

Emily chuckles, "Even better. We could crash the theater!"

"Hey, guys!" Steve has an idea. "How about something completely different?"

Ellie takes the bait. "What's that?"

"Let's go for a walk! Weather's gorgeous! Lost Bridge Trail is practically across the street. Trailhead is behind the IDOT headquarters."

"Aw, Stevie! We can't play!" whines Cat.

"Fear not!"

Sarah asks, "How's that?"

"Stretches of the trail are in really dense woods, and it being a workday I would be truly shocked if we saw anybody else."

Caroline laughs, "Oh, I know a thing or two about 'dense woods!'"

"I'll bet you do!" chuckles Cyan.

"We agreed?"

"Yeah!" "Sounds good." "I could walk off lunch." "How soon could we get naked?"

Everyone laughs at that one. It was Cat.

"Soon enough. I think about 15 minutes in. That okay?"

It's not even a half-mile before Steve steers the van into the trailhead parking lot. It's empty save for a couple of roll-off dumpsters.

"Gosh, Steven! Kinda looks abandoned!" Ellie is concerned.

"Well, it's IDOT property, so at least they keep the grass mostly mowed. But you're sort of right, it's not popular."

"We leave our stuff here?" Cat asks.

"Purses should be safe. Stash them under your seats. But no, Catharine. No nakey until we're out on the trail. I know what you're thinkin'."

She whines again. There are muffled chuckles.

Everybody piles out, Steve locks the van, and the six of them set foot on the paved walkway.

After roughly ten minutes of hiking and silly banter, they are in the shadow of the I-55/I-72 overpass. Cat and Ellie are already lifting their sundresses over their heads. They thought ahead and left their panties in the van.

"You got it, ladies. Set your stuff down on the concrete footing over there. Should be cleaner than the trail."

"Steve? How far can we go like this?" Caroline inquires.

"About a mile before we have to turn around. 15 or 20 minutes."

"Okay. Oh, gawd. It feels so good to be naked outside like this."

"You haven't been able to do this at work?"

"Not recently. There were complaints. An all-girl foursome caught me in the woods fuckin' one of the members and they raised a stink."

"So sorry, sweetie. Everybody ready?"

Sarah asks, "You keeping your phone with you, Steve?"

"Yes, and I've set the timer."

"Thank you!"

There's lots of touching, both teasing and serious caresses, as the naked six-some makes their leisurely way down the secluded trail. Steve alerts them to the upcoming gap in the brush where he knows they can be visible from the highway.

"We turning around here?" Ellie surmises.

"Yes."

Cat mildly protests, "It's not that big, Stevie! Why can't we run across?"

"One, maybe. Six? Somebody will see us."

"Oh, okay. I guess."

"C'mon, gang."

He steps off to reverse their hike to recover their clothes and make it back in time to the van for the reason they're in town in the first place.

"Shit! Someone's coming!" Cyan alerts on spotting a jogger way off in the distance running in their direction, just the other side of the overpass. "What do we do?"

Steve squints to confirm. "We're fine. He's barely dressed himself. I bet he might take our cue."

The approaching slender and sleek runner is shirtless and appears to be wearing very small vented shorts. Must be a serious runner. He pauses next to the pile of clothes the group left under the bridge, but doesn't linger, resuming his run.

As he comes within roughly 50 yards or so, he slows down, and is smiling. Steve and the ladies stop in their tracks.

"You're okay!" the stranger shouts as he slowly walks towards them. "I wish I could do that!"

"Why not?" Steve poses.

"I run the whole trail."

"That makes sense. This is about the only stretch where you can't be seen."

"That's right. Your friends are beautiful, you know."

"I do."

A couple of the ladies giggle. The stranger's penis is becoming visible, poking through a vented side.

"(Steve?)" Sarah whispers. "(He's hot.)"

"(He is,)" Caroline confirms.

"(Really? Okay. Be my guest.)"

Cat requests, "(Can I play, too?)"

"(Sure. You guys figure out who's first.)"

The guy's cock is really sticking out now, his having the gist of the ladies whispering to Steven.

"I'm Steve. You are?"

"Emory."

"The answer you're looking for is 'yes.' They'll sort it out."

The very experienced Cyan steps forward, fondles his exposed penis, and grabs the waistband to pull his shorts all the way down. His cock springs to attention, impressively hard with a pleasing curve. It's surprisingly vertical. Cy rubs her pubes against his, lifts a leg standing on her toes, and directs his cock into her for the fuck.

He thrusts hard in return, lifting her feet off the pavement.

She whispers, "(Not all the way. You have four more to go.)"

"(Mygawd.)"

"(Love the curve.)"

Ellie leans into Steve, and strokes his now-erect cock.

"(Inspiring, isn't it?)"

"(Uh huh.)"

"(You love to watch us take other guys. Especially strangers!)"

"(You've known that about me forever, sweetheart.)"

"(Your own personal porno, Steven.)"

He chuckles.

"(Think we can pony ride to our clothes?)"

"(We can try!)"

Cyan dismounts from Emory, handing him off to Caroline. She arches back for standing intercourse, but she's taller than Cy, and pushes down his penis to pull into her. He also arches back, thrusting in spasms, making her head bob with each big push. She pushes back equally hard.

"(You're an athlete.)" Emory tells Caroline, admiring her taut body and physical skill with their coitus.

"(I am.)"

"(I'm a marathoner.)"

"(Pro golfer.)"

"(I'd like to shoot in you.)"

"(Save it to do all of us.)"

"(If you insist.)"

Car chuckles, and lets him go. Petite Catherine is right behind her. She grabs his shoulders and lifts herself to him, slowly lowering for his entry. She starts the fuck less intense, savoring the union.

Sarah is not doing nothing. She's doing Steven in a soft, from-behind joining.

She turns her head to talk. "(He's intriguing, Stevie. But he's not you. This send-off was supposed to be you.)"

"(I'll accept that, sweetie. This was just an unexpected opportunity. You know how we are.)"

"(I do. Maybe another time. This guy probably runs on a schedule.)"

"(We'll ask.)"

"(You gonna cum for me?")

"(Probably not. Ellie wants a pony ride back to our clothes.)"

"(You two are a mess.)"

"(That we are.)"

Cat is now particularly energetic in her bobbing up and down on Emory's cock. To hell with the plans to save him for all five, she's going for it.

Emory's eyes roll back and his breathing becomes deep, then suddenly clipped. He's ejaculating. Three, four... and five hard thrusts. He wobbles a little with Cat attached, but manages to keep his balance. Drips of semen can be seen on the paved trail.

Cat gives him a quick peck on the lips as he catches his breath. She giggles as she loosens her grip and lowers herself to the ground, Emory's penis flaccid and no longer holding her up.

"Sorry, Emory," Steve sort of chuckles. "Enthusiasm."

"Wow. Incredible. Are all of these ladies your lovers?"

He glances around to see nodding heads.

"Question. You have a schedule for when you're out here?"

"Mostly. Off work at 3:00. Fridays and weekends I run somewhere else."

"You ever see anybody else on the trail?"

"On weekdays like this? Never."

"We might show up every so often. There are a couple of ladies who couldn't join us today who I am certain would enjoy you. No promises, tho'."

"Understood."

Hearing the alarm he set, Steve retrieves his phone from the rock he set it on. "We gotta go. Thanks for the fun."

"Likewise."

Emory gathers his shorts and continues on his way, somewhat stumbling putting the shorts on as he walks away.

"Now?" Ellie giggles.

"C'mon, sweetie. Mount up!"

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