Coming Together

"Well, it's a ten from me," Iain heard Suzi say, and he turned and looked back to the rug; Linda was gone but Suzi was kneeling in front of him, offering him her breasts in her hands. "Bad boy, look what you've done," she said, and her pearls were ropes of his cum across her cleavage, and she licked a drop from her ruby-red lips.

Iain woke, and it was dark. He felt the sticky dampness round his groin. The bath was still full, although the water was cold; he washed anyway - hoping the coldness would kill the passion - then returned to the bed, and tried to sleep.

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SATURDAY MORNING - THE HIKE

The two couples were off on a stroll round the grounds; more of a hike really as it was quite hilly up through the woods. But Richard had promised them a great view at the end of the trail.

The women walked in front, gossiping and giggling, and the two men lagged behind. They were just on the fringes of the woodland at the top of the hill. Iain looked back across the acres of semi-wild land back to the house. A meadow, dotted with giant horse chestnuts. Swans on the lake. The pool, and the house behind.

"Nice view, isn't it," Richard said.

Iain had to agree. But Richard wasn't looking back at his homestead. He was looking forward, eyes glued to the rear ends of the women in front, flexing and bouncing slightly as they walked up the path ahead.

Linda hadn't really brought anything for a hike, but fortunately her yoga kit was in a bag in the boot of the car. She felt a little uncomfortable in the form-fitting Lycra, especially next to the shapely Suzi, but she put on a brave face. Suzi on the other hand looked like a porno Lara Croft; khaki short-shorts that were so brief her cheeks hung out, a low-cut crop top that emphasised more of her chest than it hid, and showed the camouflage-patterned push-up bra underneath, and quite where she'd found hiking boots with sturdy but three-inch heels, he had no idea. But the net result, from this angle, was that both men had a perfect eye-level shot of their women's soft-but-firm buttocks.

"I could watch that sight all day," Richard continued. "We're lucky guys." Iain murmured agreement. He had to admit to feeling a little uncomfortable objectifying the women like that, but he just took it as male banter and thought he'd better play along with his host. "Linda looks great, for a mum of two," Richard continued. "Kept herself well, all things considered. And a softer seat makes for a more comfortable ride, eh?" he said, barked out a laugh and punched Iain on the upper arm. Iain didn't quite know how to respond to that, so just kept walking.

"What business are you in?" Iain asked, trying to change the subject.

"Oh, this and that. Buying companies, sorting them out, selling them off. A fixer, I guess."

"You're doing well for yourself."

"Sure am. The secret is not to let sentiment cloud your judgement. You see something you want, you make it yours, improve it as best you can, always looking for the opportunity to unload it at profit and move to the next big thing. What about you?"

"I'm in financial services software in the City," Iain replied. "Money's okay, the work is interesting, and not too stressful. We're comfortable, better off than most I guess, but hardly in your league."

"Software guy, eh? That's where it all is these days, I suppose. Well if you feel like moving on, give me a call, I can always use a guy like you."

Up front, the women were also comparing notes.

"His photos don't do him justice, babe. What a stud!" Linda had taken a shine to Richard, as Suzi knew she would. "Still can't believe you didn't ask us to the wedding."

"Richard insisted on eloping and doing it in the Seychelles. I think we wanted to avoid his family leeching off him for a holiday. But yeah, he's a damn fine specimen, that's for sure. But he's tricky, watch him."

"I'm sure he's a perfect gentleman. In public, at least."

"Sure he is. You do know he's been checking you out all the way up here."

"Of course. You don't think I normally sway this much when I walk, do you? It's nice to have a little attention. Iain takes me for granted, then thinks he can just climb on board without doing any of the prep work."

"You using my husband to get you ready for yours?"

"Well, whatever works. I've not been feeling it for so long, I'm hoping that being desired will get me going again."

"Yeah well, be careful, 'cos Big Dick will be all over you like a rash if you let him." Richard had allowed the nickname to develop from his business world contacts, certainly he was quite the mover-and-shaker. The double entendre amused him.

Would it be so bad, to be the object of Richard's attention, Linda wondered? "Oh I couldn't possibly. I couldn't do that to Iain, he'd be heartbroken."

You leave Iain to me, Suzi thought. If fucking Richard is what you need to set you right, then you go girl with my blessing.

They reached the top of the hill, where there was a clearing at the clifftop overlooking the lake. Suzi suggested that Linda take Iain to have a look, so Linda took her husband's arm and they ambled over towards some low rocks near the cliff edge.

"Richard seems nice," Linda prompted.

"Mmmm," Iain said, non-committally. He sat on the rocks, and looked out across the view. A larger lake, and beside it the fields where the summer festivals were held. Linda sat down beside him. Iain couldn't help but notice beads of sweat on her chest, running down between her full breasts. Maybe now, while they were alone, was the time she'd be willing to take things further. They'd slept in this morning and it had all been such a rush to get ready, there had been no chance even for a quickie before they had to get ready for the hike. Iain took a chance, brushed his hand against one boob but Linda took his hand in hers. She kissed him, and it turned into a long, lingering kiss.

"Where did the others go?" he asked.

"Probably off fucking in the woods somewhere. Young love, eh," she said dismissively. Sounds great to me, Iain thought. Why are we wasting time sitting here? Iain looked at her and wiggled his eyebrows. "Really? Here? Anyone could be watching!"

Iain remembered that with women, or at least with Linda, you needed to arouse the mind first, and the body would follow. "Do you remember the festivals back when we started dating? All rock music and mud and wellies down by the lake."

"Uh-huh. Happy times."

Hmmm. Iain was hoping for more specific recollections than that. "Do you remember that time before then, coming home in your parents' tiny Fiat? When you had your head in my lap and pretended to be asleep?"

"I remember thinking if mum turned around, she would literally have killed you."

"Me? I didn't do anything! You were the one who started sucking me off, I had to somehow not move and stay silent!"

"Yeah well, you were older than me. You should have been more responsible. It was up to you to stop me."

"Ha! No chance." Iain paused a beat. They didn't do anything like that anymore. He reached out for her butt and started to stroke it. Maybe Linda could be talked round to a quickie if he kept sharing memories of glories past. "Can you hear that?" There was a definite repetitive sound, an 'ah, ah, ah' kind of sound, coming from the woodlands.

"Probably a bird," Linda said. It didn't sound like a bird to Iain. It sounded more like Suzi. But maybe that was just his dirty mind playing tricks on him, given the conversation and Linda's comment earlier.

"I remember one time at sunset," Linda said, "we were parked by the lake as the sun was going down. We were all alone, and I laid on the bonnet while you ate me out then took me roughly from behind..." she paused. Iain's face was like thunder.

"That. Wasn't. Me," he said.

Fuck, Linda realised. That was Steve, the guy she'd cheated on him with back in college. Fuck fuck fuck. "Sorry honey, I..."

Iain slapped his legs, and stood. "Well I guess we should be getting back." What do I have to do, he thought? She rebuffs me, even at a romantic spot like this, and when we reminisce, the sex she remembers was with someone else. Dejected, he made his way slowly back to the path. Linda reached for his hand, and he took hers, but it was an awkward silence until they met up with the others.

///

Suzi leant against the rock, hands on the top, while Richard drove into her from behind. They had a vantage point behind a rock formation near the edge of the wood, looking over to the clifftop, so Richard could spy on Linda and Iain. Vegetation grew over the top of the rocks which hid them from view from the clifftop, but let them watch on unnoticed.

No sooner had they parted ways on the path than Suzi had unzipped Richard's trousers and led him by the cock to where they wouldn't be disturbed.

"Why aren't they fucking?" Richard asked. "I thought this was supposed to be their dirty weekend away. They're in the most romantic spot on the estate. Why isn't he fucking her yet?"

"It's not all about sex, you know. A girl's got to get in the mood."

"You're always in the mood."

"I expect Linda's a bit worn out after her week. I'm sure she'll loosen up a bit. Besides, for all you know, they were up at it all night."

"Good point. Remind me to check the security footage when we get back."

"Slimeball. I disconnected the cameras in the guest suite. This isn't one of your business blackmail opportunities, Dick, it's a holiday for my friend."

"Spoilsport. Just look at her, I've got to get myself some of that." Richard kept up his pace, sliding almost his full length in and out of Suzi's tight slit. "A man could get lost in those tits."

"Hey, I'm right here, you know! Remember me, your wife?" But she was smiling a knowing smile as she said it.

"That arse though. I could grab onto those hips and ride that fat arse out all day and back all night."

"That fat arse, as you put it, belongs to my best friend, and mother to my godchildren. A little respect please."

"Oh, don't worry, I'm going to respect the shit out of that MILF."

"Just remember who you come home to."

"My slut," he said, grabbing a feel of a boob, then giving her arse a slap. "Well this is bo-ring," he said. "If they aren't gonna do anything, may as well not watch." He pulled out, flipped Suzi round and lifted her up so her back was against the rock. Then he pinned her to it. Suzi wrapped her legs round his waist to make it more comfortable for the both of them.

Richard could get even deeper from this angle, and Suzi couldn't help but vocalise her pleasure. "Fuck me deep, so deep. Yes. Yes!" Richard leant forward and began to kiss between her full breasts. "Harder, faster," she begged, and Richard put his hands on her shoulders to push her down onto him with each thrust. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she shouted each time he drove into her, not caring who could hear, in fact the realisation that her friends must be able to hear just intensified the pleasure. She buried her face into Richard's neck and screamed her orgasm into his skin.

Richard lifted her off his cock and pushed her down to the floor on her knees. Eagerly she took the fat meaty head of him between her lips and started pumping him into her warm waiting mouth, with her other hand gently massaging his huge balls. "That's it slut, swallow it down." Suzi didn't want cum stains all over her outfit on the walk back. Gladly she swallowed ropes of salty cum as Richard sprayed load after load into her throat.

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SATURDAY AFTERNOON: POOLSIDE

After the morning's exertions, they decided to take things easier in the afternoon. A light lunch on the terrace with a glass of wine, then they all slid into the hot tub that was set into the end of the patio. It was one of those models with two sets of lazy-lounger seats - one pair facing, and perpendicular to that another pair alongside each other. Linda took the end seat and hoped that Iain would sit next to her; but he took one of the perpendicular seats and so now she was facing Richard, leaving Suzi beside Iain.

The sun was beating hot, with that and the wine - and the morning trek - leaving Linda a little tired out, so she relaxed into the tub and let the world pass her by. At one point Suzi commented on how she'd get awful tan lines from her one-piece if she stayed that way, and so Suzi pulled Linda's arms back through so that the costume clung strapless over her chest. Linda felt a little insecure - the jet bubbles were having an effect on her boobs (which Richard had definitely noticed) but as long as she didn't move too much, she was fine. And she wasn't going anywhere. Another bubble jet was getting her just in the right spot, tickling her in exactly the right way.

At some point, Richard's hand had fallen onto her knee, but she didn't care. It was a bit of a thrill, to be honest; and Iain didn't seem to have noticed. He was telling one of his shaggy-dog anecdotes about some systems upgrade that had gone farcically wrong; Linda knew the story well enough to make the right noises in the right places without having to pay too much attention. Feeling a little drunk and horny, her mind wandered to another time and place where she'd been a Bad Girl in a jacuzzi.

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Soon before their wedding, Iain had been in the States for a couple of weeks on a big installation, and got the bad news he'd have to stay at least one more week. Not wanting to go any longer without seeing each other, and rather than flying home for the weekend and back again, he'd arranged for Linda to fly over and join him in the hotel for the remainder of the trip. Linda had never flown before, let alone internationally, and was rather nervous about the trip. So, after arriving without incident she was feeling extremely accomplished and proud of herself. That first night, they were early to bed. Her confidence boost was a terrific aphrodisiac.

She woke just before dawn, went to the windows and drew back the thin gauzy material to watch the sun peek over the ocean horizon. She turned back to Iain, the love of her life, snoring like a bulldozer - and with an extremely impressive erection. Pride in her achievement turned to lust, and Linda crawled onto the bed to give him a special wake-up call. Ever so gently she lowered her mouth over his tip, and licked underneath the head.

Slowly Iain woke from a sex dream to find his fiancée looking up at him with his cock in her mouth. He watched her bob slowly up and down his shaft, humming gently to stimulate him further. Once she was sure he was completely awake, she sucked all the way to his tip then broke the kiss and crawled, cat-like and smiling, up towards him. She rose above him, slid him inside her, and slowly rode him - back and forth, back and forth, throwing her head back and thrusting out her tits. She felt triumphant!

///

Richard was now stroking the inside of her leg just above the knee, slowly moving upwards. It wasn't long before he couldn't get any further as Linda's thighs were touching. She glanced over to Iain and Suzi - what with the bubbles and the fact that Richard was between them and her, they couldn't possibly see anything. And besides, Iain was now telling the story mostly to Suzi, all hand gestures and flirting. Fine then, Linda thought, and parted her legs so that Richard could start sliding his hand up further.

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Later that long-ago afternoon, Iain and Linda were out in the hotel pool. They'd been sunning themselves on the loungers, but in the early afternoon sun it was now too hot for that. Most of the hotel guests were on the beach, so they decided to take the opportunity to enjoy the quiet time in the bubble spa. It wasn't long before Iain had pulled Linda onto his lap, and they were kissing deeply. Iain was stroking Linda's breast with his thumb, while sliding his other hand up across her thigh to her bikini bottoms.

"Iain! We can't! We'll get arrested!" she protested, but in jest.

"I don't give a fuck", Iain replied, and slid two fingers inside her while resuming the kiss.

Within minutes he'd pulled her bottoms away to the side, and she'd dragged his shorts down, and he was inside her. Had anyone come anywhere near the spa they'd've seen immediately what was going on. Such a thrill! The danger added to the urgency; it was so wrong and yet so very right... and within minutes they were both spent.

///

Richard's hand edged closer and closer... And then he was stroking her pussy through the swimsuit material. Linda gasped, and then snapped her head round to look to Iain and Suzi. Good, they hadn't noticed.

Her mouth was so dry. She reached round for her wine glass on the side of the tub, but it was empty. She waved it at her husband. "Iain darling, would you mind? I daren't get up, I don't want to fall out of this thing!" she said, gesturing to her boobs with her free hand.

Iain looked rather uncomfortable. "Um, can you wait a minute, I'm kind of... I'm... I'm not done with the story yet" he finished, weakly. Linda thought, I bet he's got a hard-on from looking at Suzi and doesn't want to stand up, and fuck Richard's really starting to work me over...

"Pass it here," said Suzi. As she reached for the glass, Linda thought that surely she must have seen what her husband was doing... Suzi gave her a wink, then beckoned Iain out of the tub. "Come on, let's get your wife a drink. You can tell me the rest as we go. Beer, Richard?"

"Yeah thanks babe" he called, not looking at her but continuing to stare at Linda.

Iain folded himself forwards and, somewhat clumsily, clambered out of the tub with an arm held awkwardly in front of him. Yeah, definitely a boner, Linda thought. Which made her wonder... With Suzi and Iain walking away, she reached her hand out through the water and slid it up the base of Richard's shorts and wrapped her fingers round the base of his cock. Or, almost round. Fucking hell, Suzi wasn't kidding - he's a monster!

Encouraged by her boldness, Richard pushed the crotch of the one-piece aside and slid his long thick fingers deep into Linda's waiting pussy, and with his thumb started gently stroking her clit. With his free hand he tugged at a loose shoulder strap, pulling the swimsuit over Linda's breasts to leave them exposed, bobbing in the bubble jets.

"Fuck me, you're so gorgeous," he said, and lent forward to take a nipple in his mouth.

///

A drink? thought Iain. Dammit, I can't stand up now, they'll all see. Quick, calm down, calm down, he thought to himself. You can do this. Summoning work problems to mind, Iain sat up forwards and willed his erection to go away. It wasn't working very well, and then Suzi stood to take Linda's glass. He watched the water run down her back and into the crack of her arse, then on down her legs. He saw her tits gently swaying in the leopard-print bikini top as she leant forwards. And the boner was back, stronger than ever. Casually he hung his arm across his crotch and climbed out of the tub; he needed to walk in front of Suzi otherwise he was going to be staring at that arse all the way back into the house. Instead he fixed his eyes on the door, and didn't look back.

Suzi, however, did look back as she slid the patio door closed. She saw Linda, back arched, presenting her large natural breasts to Richard as he sucked and bit on her nipples. She head was back, eyes closed, mouth agape. You go girl, Suzi thought, you deserve this - and she turned away as she saw her husband bring her friend with his talented fingers. My turn, she thought, turning to look at her friend's husband.

Iain was fussing about in the drawers, ostensibly looking for a bottle opener, but actually trying very hard not to look at Suzi. These thoughts were wrong, but too many evenings spent watching porn had affected his mind. He was fighting the feelings, but losing.

"You having a nice time?" Suzi asked.