Any Chance We Could Ch. 46

"We talked about mate swapping. Evie is a swinger and does it regularly. I talked about Max and how accepting you were of him fucking me and how erotic you found it. I don't know if Max finds it particularly erotic but I do enjoy being with a young stud. Evie says at that age it's just pure lust."

"By the way," Cheryl grinned, "he's becoming a more sensitive, gentle lover. You and Beth deserve a lot of credit for that," she paused.

"Oh, I haven't done much, just let him fuck me," replied Veronica.

"Don't sell yourself short Veronica, you started it all. You and the girls have been very patient and gentle with him. Yes, he's becoming a good lover. Beth and I talk about it from time to time. I hope he stays in town after he graduates," she sighed.

"He's a responsible young man. I think he's as responsible, or even more so, than most young men five years his senior," I noted.

"I'm proud of how responsible and clear minded he's become over the last year. I only hope that he'll find the right young woman to marry," Cheryl informed us.

"Evie suggested a way for Hazel to release some of her bound up sexuality was to go to one of the strip clubs across the river. There are several full nudity clubs. She suggested that perhaps a lap dance for Hazel and one for Emerson would be arousing and allow both to test their and ability to be non-judgmental about each other's reaction and the dancers in general."

"Hazel, going to a strip club, no way," I gasped and shook my head. "Even if she's changing, I can't see Emerson going, let alone Hazel going with him. Evie's clearly misread her."

"You're wrong handsome," Veronica nodded her head. "Hazel liked the idea and is considering talking to Emerson about it. Oh, one other thing. As Max and I began to touch and kiss and get undressed, I called Hazel and left the phone on the nightstand so she could listen. When we finally got on the bed and he was just entering me I put it on the bed next to us and then when I rode him I held it by my mouth, by his mouth, and by my pussy, which was pretty sloppy from his first load of come. I think I may have overacted a bit on my third and fourth orgasms, but oh well," she grinned.

"And she listened?"

My love beamed as she nodded. "Yes, the whole time. Times are a changing for Hazel."

"Next thing you're going to say is that you told her you were recording it and you invited her over to watch the session, or even to watch one live. And maybe next you'll tell her to watch one or two recordings where I'm fucking Lauren or Mary Claire." I was still in a state of shock. I was skeptical and it showed in my tone. I never imagined Hazel would even consider going to a strip club let alone listen on the phone to someone having sex.

"What good ideas. I may do just that," Veronica said excitedly. "Anyway, we have a 'date' with them Sunday afternoon and evening and I think, ... I hope, that she'll be up for swapping."

"Don't get your hopes up. The Hazel I've known since college may be warming up and becoming more playful, but swapping partners, no way," I replied thinking Veronica needed to lower her expectations and maybe slow things down.

"Well, I talked to her less than fifteen minutes ago. She'd masturbated to an orgasm while listening to us. I think you're wrong and she's at the moment of transformation." She finished speaking and I didn't know what to say. I was still trying to digest what'd been happening. I liked the more playful Hazel. Sure she was opening up and Emerson was pushing her. Sure we teased and touched each other a few times and even teased each other yesterday about fucking each other, but when I stopped to think about it and recalled the woman I'd known for twenty-some years, no way she would actually swap partners.

"Why don't the two of you go up for awhile," Veronica suggested breaking the silence.

"I have to pass. Period," said Cheryl.

"Handsome won't mind. It's never stopped either one of us from enjoying me, Carol or our daughters," smiled Veronica squeezing Cheryl's thigh above her stocking top.

"That's what he said. I'll think about it, but for today, I'll still pass," frowned Cheryl.

Cheryl finished up some calendaring and bade us goodnight. After kissing us both she left, almost being knocked down when the front door flew open and our three bounded in.

All three were in chattering moods and continued their good natured bantering of each other as they followed Mary Claire into the kitchen to begin dinner. The few bits of conversation I overheard included 'Keith', 'Joy', 'Gloria', 'Dave' were the most readily identified ones in my mind. Maybe at dinner we'll be entertained with some anecdotes from this afternoon wherever they'd been.

My phone began vibrating on the lamp table alongside Veronica and she answered it. "Screening my calls again?" I asked smiling.

Looking at me, "Hi, Amy Anne. Tell Tram I enjoyed his flowers and the chocolates and I'm looking forward to Saturday. ... Oh, no, is she hurt badly. ... Well, I'm of course I'm disappointed and I know Scott will be as well. ... We wish her the best . ... Are you calling from your cell? ... So I can call you back on this number? ... Good, we'll talk early next week and you can tell me some good news, I hope. Our best to Tram and Sue and your mom too, ... Bye."

Turning to me she said, "Good news bad news, I guess. Amy Anne's aunt fell down a few stairs from her back porch. Her mother was visiting her and was able to get her prompt medical attention. X-rays show a fracture in her thigh near her hip which thankfully is intact. Amy Anne and the kids are driving up to Holland tomorrow morning and the kids will likely spend the weekend and return for classes on Monday with Amy Anne staying for the week. Apparently her Mom's been trying to get her sister into an independent living unit for awhile but she's being stubborn about it. Our 'dates' for Saturday have obviously been postponed."

"Geez, did I hear you say her hip's okay, just a broken leg?" I asked.

"That's what she said, the ER doc suspected osteoporosis, but until they can talk to her internist they won't know for sure. She'll probably come home mid-week. Tram and Sue will drive back up the following weekend to pick up their mother. Getting old is the pits," frowned Veronica.

"Beats the alternative though," I replied.

She looked at me for a moment before it registered, then smiled said, "Let's take the Jacobsons to dinner Saturday and maybe we can talk Hazel into going to a strip club after. I'll have Cheryl get a limo for Saturday as well, although this could be a smaller one."

"Fine with me, perhaps it'll be fun. Let's test the waters tomorrow night at the club," I suggested as she stood and leaned over the couch next to me to get a piece of paper and a pen to make a note for tomorrow. As she bent over I ran my hand up under her skirt to play with her pussy. "He really did fill you, your g-string's wet," I smiled.

As she turned back around and sat making a couple of notes on the pad she'd grabbed, she said, "Yeah, his second load seemed to as big as the first, I really felt filled up. With Katrina not around to 'clean me up' I guess it's the first double load I've had since our early love making days. Feels kinda nice, though," she smiled as she finished her note.

As she put the pad down, Veronica had a thoughtful look upon her face. Then she smiled, "Uhhh, I wonder what it'd be like to be on the receiving end of five or six good sized loads from several men."

"Let's check on the girls shall we and then have an early bed time," I said standing and changing the subject.I wasn't even lukewarm to the idea of my wife being the subject of a gang-bang. One guy, I had no problem with, being part of threesome with another guy if I was one of the guys was fine too, but up to five other guys was another matter.It wasn't the time to discuss it so after a deep embrace I pulled my head back a bit and said, "Just the two of us tonight?"

When she nodded I smiled, "Good."

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Carol met Jack in the lobby of the Crowne Plaza on Carondolet and after a light kiss they walked into the lounge. Seeing Carol wearing a skirt suit with dark stockings and heels brought a broad smile to Jack's face. She couldn't recall Jack ever wearing a business suit. She thought the navy blue suit clearly suited him and added to his handsome features.

As they sat across from each other Carol was feeling a bit uneasy, something was nagging her. Jack couldn't tell from her outward appearance, but Carol was feeling cooler toward Jack the longer they talked. After a couple of drinks, wine for Carol and single malt for Jack they walked to the restaurant across and down the street a few blocks. Jack reached for her hand, but as he lightly touched it she transferred her purse to her shoulder next to him and held the strap as they walked. The conversation was pleasant and light as he finished telling her about his wife's deployment to Afghanistan shortly after their daughter's birth. Her mother needed help and Jack hired a nanny to help take care of both children. Virginia was up to speed in three months saying it was just as easy to take care of two as one at their age. Beside with the nanny no longer around, they could resume their open affection for one another and sleep together in the same bed.

Dinner was long and delightful, excellent steak as Morton's is known for, unhurried service, nice atmosphere. As dessert was served, Carol was feeling a bit more relaxed, but was still trying to look forward to spending the night with Jack. She thought she was doing a good job of concealing it from Jack but towards the end of the meal he asked if anything was bothering her. Her response, "Just a difficult day at the office. Sorry I didn't mean to bring it with me," seemed to satisfy him.

They strolled back to the hotel, Carol again avoided holding his hand. Riding the elevator to his room Jack kissed her more lightly than he intended because Carol didn't react. After entering his room, he helped Carol take off her coat and offered to get her a glass of wine. He reached toward her intending to unbutton her jacket when she said with a tear in her eye, "Sorry Jack I can't do it. The setting is too romantic, I'm afraid if I did sleep with you it might be about more than sex. I'm in love with two kind, gentle, understanding people who've allowed me as much freedom as I've ever wanted. I realize now that if I were to swing again it would be in a group setting, not one on one, particularly with a man for whom I had feelings and was envious of his wife. I'm sorry if I'm disappointing you, but I'm deeply in love and somehow this doesn't seem right. Can you forgive me?"

"Carol of course I forgive you. If I'm offered the job I interviewed for today, we'll move back here and maybe you'll be comfortable enough to introduce us to the ones who've captured your heart. Believe me, I identify with what you're feeling. I once allowed Elise a one-on-one week long relationship with a man. It didn't lead to anything else, perhaps because we had a child at the time and she'd hadn't seen her for eight months. With it being above board and him being married too I was okay with it at least until she got home. When she talked about him, I knew he had a special place in her heart. Frankly, for a little while I felt a little threatened, or even jealous you could say, until I realized that it was okay for her to have a unique connection to him and it didn't harm my love for her or hers for me, or our marriage. Have I met him? No, yet I'd like to think he and I could be friends."

There was an awkward silence as Carol thought about what to say and do now. She'd not intended to blurt out that years ago she'd developed such strong feelings for Jack that she'd have readily married him if he'd asked and if her feelings had been reciprocated. Though far less intense, it was not until now that she realized how much those feelings still lingered. She was surprised that they'd not disappeared given the intensity of her love for Scott and Veronica.

Jack broke the awkwardness, "Let me walk you to your car. Could I still ask you to pick me up in the morning and take me to the airport? If it's okay with you I'd like to go by my parent's and Virginia's houses on the way. Could you do that?"

"Of course, Jack and thank you for understanding. We do have a relationship but I think it's best to be demonstrated in a group setting, at least for me and for now. You don't need to see me to my car. I'll see you in the morning, okay," she said with a tear running down her cheek. She wanted to flee from his presence as soon as she could.

Jack helped her with her coat and as she looked at him he took both her hands in his and said, "I'm very happy for you and for the ones you love so deeply. Goodnight. Would eight-thirty be too early, my flight isn't until noon? So that'll give me plenty of time to detour to the houses, at least they're almost next door to each other." Silently she nodded. "Goodnight Carol, my very best to you," he said opening the door for her and then holding her hand lightly he kissed her goodnight on her left cheek.

"Goodnight Jack, sorry, but it's been a nice evening catching up with your life. Give my best to Elise and Virginia," she said as she walked out the door and down the hall to the elevator. As she walked through the lobby she noticed it was ten-thirty. Seeing the bar, she entered the lounge and ordered a daiquiri. As she was gathering her thoughts she consumed a second and then a third. Fortunately she had enough sense to climb into a cab rather than risk driving in her condition.

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The light mood of the girls continued through dinner and seemed to be tied to the visit that Katrina and Ashley made with Mary Claire to Gloria's for the ACT prep work. Apparently Abi and Sam participated as well and the gist of the afternoon conversation seemed to be more about men and their 'equipment' than preparing for their ACTs.

Gloria who had been swinging with her parents for four years had a wealth of experience to share, including insights into the foibles of the male of the species. As dinner ended and coffee was being consumed Veronica said that tonight there'd be no visitors in our bed, "We're taking advantage of Carol being gone and enjoy a rare two-some. Tonight I don't think we'll be turning on the cameras either."

"Aww," said Mary Claire, "romantic couple time. That's soo sweet. Enjoy. I'm sure we'll find something to do to keep us from bothering you," giving a knowing look at her sisters.

At eight-forty as Veronica and I went up to our bed I told her that I needed to talk to her about something that almost happened that afternoon. After undressing each other, Veronica remained in a half bra, garter belt, stockings and heels while I told her about Joy, both the Monday event as well as today's with my growing erection pushing against her hip.

She listened without showing any anger. Just before I finished a slight grin appeared on her face. Her response was predictable, "You wanna fuck her? Both of us?"

"Sure." I replied, "She acts as if she really wants too. Let's give her a try if you're willing." I smiled.

"Then we shall," grinned Veronica grabbing my cock and lightly began stroking me. "You can take any willing woman at any time as long as you tell me about it before or after. Ohh, there are two other conditions, if the opportunity presents itself that you are willing to share her with me if she's willing, and that I have the same privilege of bedding anyone as long as I tell you about it."

We spent some time talking about the conditions and talking out various scenarios. After saying she values my trust and love she changed the subject, "But right now, tell me how much you love me, and what an awesome woman I am, and we'll make love."

We made slow, very gentle love for the next hour and a half, gently exploring each other's bodies, with me coming twice and Veronica at least six or seven times. Afterwards we snuggled propped up against the headboard in a pile of pillows mutually enjoying each other's nakedness while talking about the wedding, honeymoon and house decorations. After about an hour, we were starting to feel frisky enough for another round of love-making so we'd started playing the recording of Veronica and Max from this afternoon. We'd just started it when we heard the front door close. "I wonder who's up," I remarked pausing the playback.

We then heard the foyer closet door slide, footsteps on the stairs and Carol appeared in our doorway. "Hi, you two, I'm home."

Veronica sat up and asked, "Have you been crying?"

"Yes," sobbed Carol as she moved a little unsteadily towards the bed. "Will you hold me?" she said with a slight slur.

She climbed on the bed fully clothed as Veronica patted some pillows beside her. We both caught a whiff of alcohol as Carol snuggled into Veronica and the pillows. Her arm stretched across Veronica with her hand touching my chest.

After a few minutes her sobbing and tears stopped. "I almost did a foolish thing tonight. I was going to spend the night with Jack but this afternoon long before I left work to meet him I began feeling a bit uneasy about old feelings that might be stirred. I felt awkward and uncomfortable and then guilty. To make things worse I blurted out something I shouldn't have said and felt guilty for my feelings and what I said. I do love you guys and I shouldn't feel what I feel and say what I said to him. Will you forgive me," she said as both Veronica and me as I tried to make sense of her rambling statements.

"Lover, I'm having difficulty understanding you. Can you say it again but a bit at a time," Veronica asked.

After gathering her thoughts she explained, "Before I went to meet him, I didn't feel right about it. I didn't understand it myself until I saw him and he took me to Morton's. The one-on-one meeting with him was too romantic, or it seemed that way to me. He didn't do anything romantic as such, though Morton's does have a nice atmosphere. It had more to do with me than what Jack did or didn't do."

"What do you mean, more to do with you," I asked not much more than above a whisper.

"I met Jack when he was dating his wife Elise. When we would swing together it was only about sex, the whole group thing was about sex. That's what it was, or so I thought. But he was so handsome, kind, and a skilled lover with a wonderful personality, it wasn't long before I fell in love with him and actually became jealous of Elise for marrying him. I didn't really understand it then or even now, but that's the way I felt. When I saw him again I couldn't help it but some of the old feelings were there again. Even though you gave your blessing for me to sleep with him I felt that I'd be taking something away from you two if I did. So after dinner and after we got to his room I told him I couldn't do it and had to go home. And in my panic to tell him why I all but told him that I loved him back then and still had some of those feelings. He was very understanding. I'm sorry I almost hurt you, or may have for saying what I said to him. Can you two forgive me?"

"Of course we do," said Veronica looking at me for assurance.

I nodded my head in agreement, "Yes we do. I can understand how you feel and can accept those feelings as part of you." Recalling something that Dave said during our search I added, "Actually there is nothing to forgive, as what you felt then and still do is natural. Feelings you had and still have are fine with me and doesn't distract from our relationship."

She looked a little confused so as I held her hand tightly I continued, "Carol my dearest, I love you from the bottom of my heart and so does Veronica. A person who loves deeply and freely will still cherish those feelings from past relationships."