Jacuzzi Ch. 02

As we lay there talking, she stroked my cock which was as hard as a rock. When we paused in the conversation, it was more than ready to penetrate the cunt that Bryan had felt and kissed. As would be expected, that cunt was equally ready to be penetrated and fucked. Jan even said that she was hotter from thinking and talking about it than she was when they actually were doing something. Telling me about exposing herself had always turned her on as much as doing it, probably because the surge of excitement at the time was so brief that the thinking and talking about it extended and augmented the excitement.

My reaction to all of this was quite peculiar. I sat in the Jacuzzi talking to our friends while, at the same time, assuming that my wife was being explored under the water. Afterwards, when she was able to do so, my wife was exposing herself to Bryan while I endeavored to keep Marianne from interrupting her show. Through all of this, my cock never got hard. I was interested, wanted her to be seen and felt, but it didn't excite me while it was going on. I guess I felt like the producer of a show who stands by and observes the performance but isn't affected by it. Maybe if I had been able to lie back and masturbate while I watched her it might have been different.

My arousal, and it was intense, came after the fact when she described her erotic behavior. Of course, my own participation was that of an enabler or facilitator and I didn't even see anything happen, so I had to imagine what was going on. So, once again, my excitement was vicarious, living through Jan's enthusiasm and exhilaration. Now, however, with her activities with Bryan being partly outside the Jacuzzi and Marianne not immediately present, another idea came to me as we talked - maybe there was a way I could masturbate (or have her do it for me) as I watched her in action.

"Look, honey, I have an idea! You were standing outside of the Jacuzzi when Bryan was working on you. I would love to see you in action, not just hear about it. What would you think of me putting our video camera on the shelves by the door? I could use the remote to start it as Marianne and I leave and it would record everything."

"Oh, Jeff, that's a wonderful idea if you don't think that the camera would be noticed! I'd love to see it myself."

The idea of seeing as well as hearing about the sex-play was the trigger for physical action and I quickly pulled away to move onto her. She obviously was at the same point, for her legs were up and spread awaiting my entrance before I got there. Not surprisingly, she was wet and open and I was able to plunge into her with one surge. Many people, perhaps most, would think that our fantasies and acts were depraved and immoral, and maybe they were, but they certainly worked wonders in lighting the fires in an ordinary couple which had been married for over twenty years! It was a very satisfactory bout of sexual intercourse. And we both were looking forward to having much more in the future.

One point that I should make here. As I look back over the description of these sexual events, it sounds like a very rapid development from simple exposure to physical contact. That really was not true. We saw Marianne and Bryan probably on an average of once a month when we got together as a group. Consequently, the events described here took place over a full year. In fact, the first time that Jan wore the bodysuit was just after the kids started the next year at college. So, this was not a quick transition from casual exhibitionism to physical intimacy on Jan's part.

Actually, weeks of conversations and fantasizing took place between each episode, plenty of time to covet a new experience. In other words, Jan didn't jump from a fairly innocent desire for the twinge of excitement from, for example, showing her panties, to the far from innocent craving for greater sexual arousal from having her tits fondled and her cunt felt. The transition was gradual, but, while just exposing her tits was thrilling for Jan at first, and she continued loving it, her fantasies of doing more promised even greater excitement. Those fantasies, which led to her sex-play with Bryan, played a major role in our own sexual development, reviving much of the ardor that had faded after those over twenty years of marriage and parenthood. Things that we had never conceived of in our staid and mundane lives now gave intimacy and excitement as we expanded our sexual repertoire.

So, here we were, at the peak of those fantasies. Jan had finally gotten both her tits and cunt completely exposed and not in just a flash. Bryan had seen and felt everything without the need to hide from his wife. The mutual enjoyment was explicit and there was no reason not to believe that that sexual intimacy would continue. In addition, and of great importance, it clearly was nothing except salacious, perhaps immoral, sex play with no hint of anything more. Bryan got to see and play with Jan, Jan got to be seen and felt - and everyone was happy. Of course, Marianne might have disagreed, probably would have been horrified and furious, but it wasn't exactly as if Bryan was involved romantically. Rationalization is a wonderful thing!

For me, I got to enjoy the action through Jan and, now, I could try to set up the camera so that I could actually view the tryst - if you could call a few minutes of making out by such a term! Fortunately, one wall near the Jacuzzi had a row of shelves installed and it was extremely simple to set up the video camera in such a way that it was totally inconspicuous and it completely covered the entire area. Jan knew where it was, of course, and would be sure to turn toward it to get the best views. We practiced several times and I had no doubt that I would finally see her in action! Actually, I think that she was almost as eager as I to see herself - a different kind of exhibitionism.

We were both eager for the next meeting, particularly me, of course, but it was almost a month before we all got together again. By that time we had gone over what had happened with Bryan fifty times, at least, and it did provide a significant source of erotic conversation and sexual stimulation. Still, the subject had lost much of its freshness and we were impatient for new experiences. Finally, the day arrived and our usual evening's diversions began - shuffle board, pool, etc. However, I'll have to admit that those normally interesting competitions seemed to drag as I looked forward for the real entertainment to start.

At long last, we all changed and went into the Jacuzzi and the real performance began. As usual, Jan came in last, wearing her very conservative - it appeared - black one-piece suit. She sat down close to Bryan, as she always did, and we began our regular rather jocular, bantering conversation with Jan actively participating. What no one could see, of course, was that under the water she had opened the cunt-cover, placed her left leg over Bryans and was having her cunt thoroughly fondled and fingered. As we discussed later, we were both aroused by what was going on, but our real feeling was one of anticipation of what we expected to happen later.

It's interesting how people's behavior, without planning, fall into a pattern which they follow without conscious thought. After about a half hour, Lois and Tim got out, changed in the guest room, said goodbye and left. A short time later, Susan and Doug did the same thing, leaving Marianne, Bryan, Jan and me alone in the water. Each time a couple got out, Jan sat up with her feet on the bottom as I turned the lights up so they could see. When they were gone, I dimmed the lights, Jan raised her leg, opening Bryan's path to feel her again. Now, with both couples gone, and there was plenty of room to move her left leg, really spread open to Bryan's questing fingers. Still, exciting as that was, it was now only the prelude to the main event, the out-of-the-water show.

Marianne helped the show along by asking about the orchids even before I could bring them up. I, naturally, immediately indicated that the new growth was going well. Before I could make my intended offer to show it to her, she preempted me by saying, "Oh, I think that they are fascinating. I'd like to see them again. I think that I'd like to get one myself." So, instead of having to entice her to leave the Jacuzzi area, I could just, magnanimously, agree to her suggestion. Sometimes things do just work out!

Jan and Bryan got out first as usual, but Marianne and I were right behind them and, with something specific to do, we dried off rapidly and, with our robes on, headed out of the recreation area to the plant room. As we left, Jan was slowly struggling into her robe while Bryan was just putting his towel over his shoulder without a robe. We walked to the plant room and admired the orchids, paying particular attention to the new stalk which was now almost six inches tall. There was a great deal of oohing and aahing by Marianne as well as a discussion of growth habits. This went on for a full five minutes before Bryan and Jan joined us. I had been increasingly concerned by the passage of time, afraid that Marianne would be conscious of how long they were taking - how long does it take to dry off and put on a towel! Fortunately, she was so entranced by the flowers that she didn't even notice.

After closing the Jacuzzi I followed Jan upstairs and found her standing there without her robe, almost nude - the suit was nothing more than a band around her waist again. "Boy, did he work me over! Look!" She turned sideways and continued, "I just found this as I looked in the mirror!" What she was pointing to was what could only be a hickey beside the nipple of her left tit. "He was sucking my nipple and kissing my tit and left a mark! I love it!" Just then, Marianne and Bryan were coming up so she quickly donned her caftan and went to meet them. I had noticed this before, but I was astounded at her aplomb as she stood there talking. She had just been virtually naked with another man, even had a "love mark" placed on her tit, and yet she was calm and composed with no hint of any extracurricular activities.

In any case, as soon as they were out of the door, I hurried back downstairs to the Jacuzzi and retrieved the hidden camera. I had placed the camera remote on the deck beside my seat and, as I got up, I had triggered it, starting the recording. Now I couldn't wait to see what I got. I quickly connected the camera to our bedroom TV and we lay back to see Jan's starring performance.

It didn't disappoint! The camera caught Marianne and me leaving with Jan and Bryan standing there watching us depart. Before we were completely out of view, Jan dropped her towel and pulled the suit straps down off of her shoulders and down her arms. As she was doing so, Bryan, who couldn't wait, reached over and squeezed her tits through the material. With the straps out of the way, he quickly pushed the suit down to her waist, completely exposing both breasts. It was fascinating, watching as he continued squeezing and fondling the tits while bending over to suck and kiss her nipples. He cupped her left tit while continuing to kiss and suck it while, at the same time, reaching down to her cunt with his other hand to massage it through the crotch of the material.

It looked as if he was mauling her boob the way he was squeezing and twisting it, but you could see Jan pushing toward him, obviously welcoming the treatment. With difficulty, she was able to get past his other hand and pulled the Velcro loose, giving him access to her cunt. She parted her legs so that he could reach between them and, showing her wild excitement, she arched her lower body against his hand, actually squirming against it.

That tableau held for a full minute until, suddenly, Jan came to her senses and realized how exposed she was with Marianne not far away. Pulling away, with difficulty, I barely heard her almost whisper, "Let me put my robe on!" Bryan did back off a little bit, but he continued his groping of her tits and cunt while Jan struggled to get her arms into her robe. Despite his continual interference, she was finally clothed but with the robe still wide open.

At that point, Bryan dropped to one knee, reached between Jan's legs and you could see his hand moving, actually finger-fucking her. Then, using both hands, he pulled her cunt lips apart, exposing her clit and moved his face directly toward her. You couldn't really see what he was doing, but at this point, Jan who was watching, enthralled, commented, "Oh, honey, he was licking and sucking my clit! My god, that felt good!"

That didn't last long as Bryan, obviously aware of the danger, peered past Jan to make sure that the coast was still clear. He wasn't ready to give up yet, however, as he kept one hand between Jan's legs. Her legs were still open and she was slightly crouched down, giving him plenty of room to finger-fuck her. At the same time, he returned to her tits, alternating between them, sucking and kissing them alternately.

Finally, aware that they were taking too long, Jan pulled away, saying, "We'd better stop. They'll be wondering where we are." Bryan didn't say anything and just leaned and down and lightly kissed her. They exchanged a conspiratorial grin and headed to the plant room.

So, I had finally seen my wife in action. One thing was immediately obvious - that seeing her get worked over was very different from just hearing about it. My reaction was not what I expected...no, that's wrong...I had no real expectations other than, I guess, that I would have a very hard cock. I did have that, but did not have the wild compulsion to get on Jan and fuck her as most stories about watching your wife having extramarital sex usually describe. Neither did I have the pangs of jealousy which would be a more conventional reaction. It was more the reaction I might feel when watching a porno film - exciting but no real personal connection. However, that sort of numb response faded away as Jan began talking and, somehow, it became more real.

"Gods, honey, I don't know if I've ever been so excited! It really feels good under the water, but I think that much of that comes from doing something illicit - being felt secretly while you and Marianne, my husband and his wife, sit innocently near us. Of course, you know what's going on, but it still feels like I'm getting away with something. Even when showing myself a part of the excitement comes from doing it sneakily. I remember how I felt going topless on the beach - hot at first but mundane pretty quickly.

"With this, I'm getting the physical pleasure of being seen and touched added to the wicked, unfaithful nature of the sex-play. This time was much better that the first one because I knew that it was being recorded - my sins being exposed. More exhibitionism, I guess. Aside from all of that, I loved the sex. When I took my top down, a surge of excitement flowed through me, feeling my tits out bare. He was hard on them, squeezing and twisting them, but it felt wonderful. I thought that he was going to suck my nipples off! I'll bet that more marks will show up!"

"I saw that and if I had been watching live, I would have been sure that he was hurting you. Obviously, he wasn't, but it still looks like they may be aching tomorrow."

"They may be, but it really felt good while he was doing it. The same thing may be true of my pussy. He was really working it over and when he was finger-fucking me, he had two fingers all the way in - gods, it felt good and very sexy standing there while he played with me between my legs! Then, when he knelt down and licked my clit, I could have gone off if we had had more time. I can't believe that I've been that intimate with another man - he's seen, felt and, even, kissed almost all of my body. And of all people Bryan Curry!"

"He certainly seems to know how to get you hot. Maybe now you'll start fantasying about doing more with him!"

"No, that's not going to happen. I like him and I guess that he's attractive physically, but there's nothing more there. He's still 'blah' mentally and that's a real turnoff. I'll admit, though, that I could fantasize about some really attractive man doing what Bryan did and then doing more. Probably a great deal more. It's still pure fantasy and it would have to be some idealized man who probably doesn't exist." Grinning, "You don't have to worry about that!"

"You'd better be careful; I may start fantasying about some perfect woman!"

"You probably do that anyway - or even someone like Susan! I'll keep my eye on you. In any case, I didn't know how long we had been at it and I was afraid that you two would come back and catch us. As you saw, I pulled away, with difficulty, and we came to the plant room to join you. Marianne didn't seem to have noticed anything, but I've got to pay more attention in the future. The important thing is how do you feel about all of this now that you've seen the recording. Does it bother you at all?"

"Absolutely not. I think that you can see my reaction." She had been stroking my hard cock during all that discussion and, by now it really was ready for more direct action. With a happy smile on her face, she rolled over on her back, raised her legs and welcomed my cock into her well lubricated pussy.

As would be expected, we looked at the video quite a few times in the next week and it never failed to lead to good sex afterwards. We discovered the next day that, in fact, Bryan had inflicted more "damage" to Jan's tits than we knew. They weren't sore, but the one hickey we had seen next to her nipple had grown to four overnight, two on each breast. For several days it was sexy to see the marks of her wantonness so vividly displayed! We found that to be arousing. From all of this, our reaction to the video, to the marks and the arousal, one thing was quite obvious - Jan's more active exhibitionism and, even going beyond just showing, had caused a significant increase in our sex life, both in quantity and quality.

As with most people, both had declined over the years as children and age interfered. As has been said many times, the most important sex organ in the human body is the mind. In our case, the fantasizing, the plotting as to how for Jan to expose herself and, now, watching her being explored by another man revived our libidos. Certainly it made me more aware of Jan as a still sexy woman - not just a housewife and mother which had been her role, and my image of her, for many years. In addition, that had been her own image of herself, but now she was acting in a very un-motherly and un-housewifely way - and we both loved the change.

Still, aside from fantasies and increased interest in sex, our lives were much the same. We did the same things we had been doing. We still got up every morning and went off to teach school. Our evenings were often spent grading, making lesson plans, figuring grades - all the humdrum parts of ordinary lives. In the same way our weekends were filled with the minutia of those lives - grocery shopping, mowing the lawn, doing laundry, etc. Even our evenings with our friends - playing games, sitting in the Jacuzzi, etc. - while pleasant were mundane. Just ordinary lives.

But, Jan's exhibitionism, our scheming about Marianne and, now, her physical conduct with Bryan, were not ordinary, not mundane! Jan admitted that every now and then, when meeting with her colleagues, she would think, smugly, of how shocked they would be to know that another man had felt and, even, finger-fucked her. I would watch her changing clothes and I would picture her standing virtually naked by the Jacuzzi while Bryan fondled her. These things were only a small part of our lives, but they provided a spark to rekindle passion that had been moribund for a long time.