Ann: A Love Story Ch. 28

We were engrossed in how they reacted to what they saw Tina and I doing on the mountain, and then what we did in the car as we teased them on the highway, when the phone rang. It startled us, but I got up to retrieve it. It was Johnny, who let me know that he was on his way up with the food, and that he needed to speak with Tammy.

"She's not here," I said quietly.

"She's in the bedroom, hiding. It's all part of whatever's going on. I'm supposed to tell you to yell for her to come out and get ready for me to bring the food in."

"Where are you?"

"On the elevator, two floors below you and rising. I'll be there in under two minutes. Just put the phone on the table and yell for Tammy." I turned to look at Tina, who just nodded and winked.

I couldn't think of anything else to say, so I just yelled, "Agent Nichols!", and put the phone on the table like Johnny asked me to do.

Tammy walked out of the bedroom, wearing a little white apron that covered her boobs and came down just past her crotch. Other than that, the only thing she was wearing was her black heels, which we confirmed as she walked past us on her way to the foyer of the suite. We all got a wonderful view of her exposed ass and back as she confidently strutted by. She was proud, and she seemed very excited as she walked over and picked up the phone.

Kyle and Melody looked at Tina, who said, "This is part of her training. She's going to serve us dinner. Just relax and enjoy it." Melody looked at Kyle, who shrugged and smiled.

Soon after, there was a knock on the door, and seconds later Tammy brought in the food cart. She set the table for us, and played waitress while we ate a wonderful meal. Tina had ordered an Italian chicken entrée that was delicious. Yet the thing that kept the meal interesting was Tammy, who acted like nothing was unusual. But her state of dress, and arousal, wasn't lost on us, and the arousal part was rubbing off on Melody.

After dinner, the four of us returned to the living area, all of us horny, and yet, uneasy. It seemed that the hardest part of swapping, besides my cock at the time, was going to be that initial decision that it's time to start. How do you do that and not appear to be overanxious? It appeared that we were going to be content on just watching Tammy's magnificent ass as she bent over the table to clean up our mess. To my amazement, it was Melody, not Tina, who finally broached the subject. And she was blunt about it.

"I realize this may be a bit presumptuous on my part, but I thought we were invited here to fuck. Am I missing something?"

"Honey!" Kyle said in surprise. He could have meant the character Melody had been pretending to be, or perhaps it was just his normal term of endearment for her. But either way, he couldn't believe she'd said it.

"I'm sorry, babe...but you talked me into this, and now I'm really horny. So either he's going to fuck me, or you are," she said pointing at me first, and then her husband. "But one way or another, it needs to happen pretty soon or I'm going to go nuts!"

Tina said, "I'm sorry, Honey. I've been trying to decide how to do this so it doesn't make you uncomfortable, but I didn't know how."

"I'm way past that point. I'm getting close to just getting myself off, and that's not what I came here for. At least I hope not," Melody said; an almost desperate tone to her voice.

"Okay, well, let me ask a couple of quick questions, and then we can get started."

"Questions? Seriously? I just want to do this. It's been a long time since I've been wild like YOU were today, Pussy. The kids...and I love them with all of my heart; but they've caused a serious change in our relationship, and Kyle's...shit...Felix is right, I need to get that part of me back. I don't want to wait until I'm in my forties to do it. There's no reason I can't be a mom, and be a horny little wife that loves to fuck."

Tina patted Melody on her thigh and said, "I'm right there with you...well, except for the 'wife and mom' part. But I agree with the 'horny' and the 'little', and the 'loves to fuck' parts. And I want to get started too, but I have a couple of things I need to make sure of first."

"Okay...what!" Melody said impatiently.

"First, I need to know if you're both okay with having your picture taken."

"What? Why?" Kyle said.

"Well, we told you about James having to keep Moneypenny up to date on the mission. We can't do anything we aren't willing to share with her."

Kyle scratched his head and said, "I'm really starting to get confused...there are so many names floating around it's hard for me to keep track of what's real and what's part of this little..." He stopped for a moment, then said, "What the hell is this, anyway?"

Melody looked at Kyle and rolled her eyes. She made a little sigh like a mother having her patience tried, and said, "Sometimes I think I have three little ones. If you don't mind, we need to take a time out for a second."

Tina and I looked at each other. We really didn't know what she meant, but Tina said, "Uh...okay."

Melody returned her attention to Kyle, who was still struggling. "Kyle, you really need to keep up. Now pay attention. What Neil and Tina are doing is role playing. You already knew that...you're the one that came up with the Felix and Honey characters on the way over, remember?"

"Yeah, but I got lost...why do they need our pictures?"

"For Ann. That's her name right?" Melody said, looking at me. I nodded, not really remembering how we slipped that into the conversation so that they would understand. Maybe that was another thing Tina had told her on the phone before I walked out of the bathroom. But it appeared only Melody got it. "You see. Her name is Ann."

"And who is Ann, again?" he asked.

"Ann is Neil's fiancée. And Tina is either her step sister, or just a really good friend." I nodded to the second one, which made Melody smile because she got it right. "Ann is in California, and she and Neil apparently have an open relationship, and she gets off on him being with other women, or something like that. Anyway, she wants to be a part of this, but she can't because she's so far away. So the only way for that to happen is for them to take pictures. How am I doing so far?"

"Pretty good," Tina replied.

"Okay, so what's with the whole Bond thing? Where did that come from?" she asked.

"I love Bond films," I said, "and Ann's using that to make our trip more interesting. And to boost my confidence a little, so that it would help me give a better interview. So far, it's worked."

"So, Ann's okay with you fucking around?" Kyle asked me directly.

"Absolutely not. And I wouldn't be if she were to fuck around either. I've been there with my first wife. But I'm not fucking around. Fucking around is when you do it behind your spouses' back...it's an affair. That's not what Ann and I are about. We've involved each other. It's not like I'm out just fucking women and telling her about it afterwards. I would never do that. If I fuck anyone, it's because she not only knows about it ahead of time, she set it up in some way."

Melody looked a little puzzled and said, "But how could she set this up with us?"

Tina put her hand on Melody's thigh. "She didn't. I did. But Ann asked me to be the entertainment coordinator for this part of the trip. I just have to provide pictures so that she can see what happened. I think she feels better about everything when she can be here, even after the fact. And I know she gets off on it when Neil calls her and tells her the stories. So, what do you think? Can we take the pictures?"

"I don't know," Kyle said nervously.

"What kind of pictures?" Melody asked.

"Well, they would be very graphic. It's documentation, Mel. There's no point in sending Ann pictures of us talking like this. There's nothing hot about that."

"No...I mean what kind of pictures, as in, what kind of film?"

"Oh...we're using a Polaroid."

Melody winked at her husband and said, "I'm okay with it."

"Are you sure," Kyle said, still worried.

"It's a Polaroid, sweetie. There aren't any negatives. No one's going to have to develop them. As long as we get some of our own to keep, I don't care."

Tina nodded and looked over toward Tammy, motioning her over. Tammy had finished cleaning up the table, and she was standing by like a fly on the wall, waiting for her next instructions. Tina whispered into her ear, and Tammy nodded and took off for the bedroom. Melody looked at Tina, who said, "We can do that for you...I'm just having Tammy make some arrangements to get some more film. We don't want to run out."

"You mean, Agent Nichols?" Melody asked, starting up the game again.

"Yes, Honey. Agent Nichols is going to be our photographer. That was my second question. Are you okay with being watched?"

"I don't know yet, but I'm not going to let it stop me. How about you, Felix?" Melody said to her husband.

"I'm okay with it if you are."

"Good...anything else, Pussy?"

"Just one more thing. I want to split us up."

"What do you mean by that?" Melody asked.

"Separate rooms. Group sex might be great, but I think it will be easier to be less inhibited if you don't see what Felix is doing with me. And he'll perform better for me if he isn't thinking about what you're doing with James."

Melody and Kyle looked at each other. I'm not sure they thought through all of the ramifications of their decision to join us. Now that they were on the cusp of partaking in what most would consider a forbidden pleasure, albeit they were both going to do it together, being physically apart while it happened might be a deal breaker. I figured if they balked, Tina would cave and we'd all end up in the bedroom together.

Melody looked thoughtfully at Kyle for the longest time, and finally worked up the courage to say, "She's right, babe. Please don't be upset, but I don't think I can let go if I know you're watching me. I want to enjoy this. And I want you to enjoy it too."

Kyle exhaled, letting out a huge sigh. "Whew...thank God you feel that way. I really wanted to say the same thing, but I didn't know how. I didn't want to make you upset."

They hugged each other, and kissed quickly. Melody looked at Tina, and the stare said it all. She didn't want any more questions, and she didn't want any more delays. Tina shook her head quickly and said, "I'm done. Where do you want to go?"

I was done to. If Melody was that fired up to be with me, I wasn't waiting for another decision to be made. "You and Felix can have the bedroom. I'd like to be with Honey right here, if that's all right with her," I said, taking charge of the last detail.

Melody blushed, but she nodded her head and said, "That would be fine...James."

~*~*~*~*~*~

Melody melted into my arms as I took her and dipped her like we were on the dance floor downstairs at the bar. I kissed her, and she showed no hesitation in kissing me back. She rapped one arm around my back and pulled my head harder into her mouth with her other hand. Our tongues met, and they twirled around each other, dancing together. I held her like that for a moment, peering into her brown eyes.

"I've never had anyone do that to me before, James."

"Done what, Honey? Dip you?"

"Yes," she said breathlessly as I kissed her neck softly.

"I wonder how many more times I can make you say that tonight?" I whispered into her ear.

"Oh...fuck!" she mewed. We hadn't even undressed yet, and I had her panting and cursing like my cock was buried inside her.

There was a flash, and the whir of the little motor spitting out a picture. "What was that?" Melody asked, startled by the interruption.

"A picture. Relax and get used to it."

"Sorry...I forgot. It just surprised me...we aren't really doing anything yet."

I lifted her up, and held her for a moment. "Maybe we should do something about that then," I said, running my hands down her back. I stopped short of her ass, massaging her lower back as I kneaded my fingers into her body. Melody gave me an indication that she'd wished I hadn't stopped at her hips, as she grabbed my ass and squeezed it tight.

"Do you work out?" she asked.

"Are we talking Honey to Bond, or Melody to Neil."

"Truthfully, I love this game, because I've always found role playing exciting. But I think I'd really just like to be with Neil right now. I don't know enough about Bond movies to make good conversation. At least not with a guy that's as big of a fan as you seem to be."

"Well, I don't have a problem with that, but we can't tell, Pussy, and we need to be careful around Agent Nichols."

"How about if we call each other by our play names, but talk as ourselves? Is that okay?"

"Of course, Honey. I want you to be comfortable about this. So, to answer your question, I don't work out. But I do play a lot of sports, and lately, I've found myself fucking a lot," I said as I moved the cloth of her shimmering blue dress off her shoulder, and in the process, getting my first glimpse of her lacy red bra strap. I smiled at the thought of unwrapping her.

"We're going to fuck now, aren't we?" Melody said, almost pleading. I wanted her to plead; to beg.

"Is that what you want?" She nodded, but that wasn't good enough for me. I hissed at her, making her feel my steam. "Tell me Honey. Tell me what you want."

"God yes, fuck me James!"

"Do you want me to fuck you like I was fucking Pussy when you saw us?" Again she nodded, but she knew by my stare that that wasn't good enough.

"Oh...yes...fuck me like you fucked her!"

"What excited you about that?" I asked, drawing out the preamble and making her squirm.

"I...I loved that you were fucking her outdoors!" Melody's expression gave me the impression that she thought she had said something safe. She knew I wouldn't take her outside, so she gave me an answer that would force me to just fuck her and give her what she needed. But in that answer, came an answer of my own. I smiled, knowing almost at once what I wanted to do. But first, I also wanted to make it a memorable experience, and to me, that meant going slow and deliberate.

"Let me help you out of that dress," I said as I turned her around. I slipped the dress over her shoulders, and she let it drop in one fell swoop. It pooled around her ankles, and she stepped out of it and turned around, making a slow pirouette.

Melody was nervous, looking for validation in my eyes. She was a young mother of two, worried that her body may not seem alluring enough anymore. I couldn't stop smiling. Actually, it was a grin. A big, shit eating grin.

"Do you work out?" I asked, going the lazy route and using a line she had used on me.

But being self conscious, Melody looked at herself and said, "Why...do I need to?"

I shook my head frantically, and said, "NO, you're perfect...whatever you're doing, keep doing it."

"Really?" she said, her face changing from self doubt to wonderment, and then she beamed with confidence. It was like a light switch turned on, which was triggered by the flash of another picture taken by our event photographer. Melody turned toward Tammy, and her personality really kicked in. She posed for the camera, showing off her exquisite red bra and panty set. She had the kind of panties that rode high on the hips, and covered just a portion of her fleshy ass. In a word, she was looking and acting voluptuous.

I didn't lie to her. Melody looked amazing. She must have worked hard to get her body back into such great shape. She was curvy and soft, but that only made her more attractive. Her stomach was flat, and while it wasn't as toned as it might have been before, those soft curves were perfectly sexy. Her tits were big and full, practically spilling out of her push up bra.

"You're overdressed," she said as she walked over and pulled at my bowtie, pulling it out from my collar and throwing it on the floor with her dress.

"I thought you wanted me to be like I was on the mountain with Pussy?" I asked, wanting to reaffirm her musing that she wanted to be fucked like I'd done to Tina when they first pulled into that parking lot.

"I said I wanted to be fucked like that. I never said I wanted you dressed though. I want you naked for my pictures." She removed my suit jacket, and chuckled when she saw my holster and gun. "Wow, you're really into this, aren't you."

"Actually, this was Ann's idea. But it's amazing how just wearing it has changed me. That probably sounds silly. It seems a little absurd even to me, but I could totally feel the difference in my confidence today during the interview."

As she removed it and placed it carefully on the coffee table, Melody said, "No, it's not silly. I haven't felt this good about myself in I don't know how long. But wearing this," she said, twirling in her lingerie, "totally makes me feel hot and sexy again. I guess sometimes you have to dress the part to believe in yourself, and in your case, it's really the suit that makes you look hot. But the gun does add an element of 'danger' that pretty sexy too."

It was like Melody was trying to build me up too, even though I didn't think I needed it. Maybe she just needed to get herself into the thought of being with me. Regardless, I let her unbutton my shirt while I kicked off my shoes and lifted my legs to pull off my socks. She pulled the tail of the shirt from my pants, and removed it. Looking at my smooth chest, she ran her hand across it.

"It's been a long time since I've been with a man without hair on his chest. It feels so wonderful," she said, leaning in to kiss my sternum. That statement meant she was in for a huge surprise in just a moment. But it was my turn. She reached for the waist of my pants, and I gently grabbed her wrists.

"My turn, Honey. You've already seen me."

"I have?" she said, batting her big brown eyes at me. They weren't as mesmerizing Ann's, who had the most amazing chocolate brown eyes I'd ever seen. But they were very warm and inviting.

"Yes, you have. It's the reason you're here...because Pussy showed it to you." That sounded terribly conceited as soon as it came out of my mouth and I immediately regretted that it even entered my mind. It wasn't like me to brag about my cock. I never did that, unless it was with someone I'd already been with numerous times. And even then, I would be playful, not boastful. I'd been very blessed in that department; I knew that. So I had always taken the position that I'd let my cock speak for itself, which had always worked for me. Bragging only makes guys seem shallow, and that's a big enough turn off to drive away women no matter how big your cock is. I cringed thinking I'd just done something that might have turned Melody off.

Instead, I got a surprising reaction. She blushed, her left shoulder rising as she acted embarrassed. "God...how did you know that? Was it that obvious?"

I could have been honest and said I was sorry for being so arrogant and 'man' like. Actually, I should have been honest. But the Bond in me at the moment almost compelled me to be conceited. Maybe that's what made me say it in the first place, although that's a weak excuse. I knew better.

Still, I played the part and said, "Yes, Honey. It was very obvious the way you were drooling when you watched her get ready to suck it."

"Oh...Shit. Please James, don't tell...Felix," she said in a real panic, hugging me close. She'd stammered on the name again, having to think about it. But she meant Kyle.

"Why? Is there a problem?"

"Let's just say that he's not as...gifted...as you are."

"Why does that matter?"

"It doesn't. But I'm just saying that..."

"Honey, if you reacted that way, it must matter."

Melody was nervous again, and the whole thing was about to fall apart. I could see it in her eyes. My big mouth was about to wreck havoc on the evening. But Tina saved the day. Even through the door, we could hear her scream for Kyle to fuck her harder, and yell about how great his dick felt to her. Tammy took off to the call of her scream, wanting to make sure she the captured action in both rooms. And since there wasn't anything happening to speak of in the one I was in, she went towards the sounds of something more compelling.