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Erin watched Donna with true amazement, awe, and slight embarrassment. The sexuality of the situation was blatant and nearly confrontational. She would have thought the display was for her benefit -- to tease her, but for the fact that the sexy application of lotion and 'massage' had started before she showed up.
Later, Erin caught Donna alone and asked, "Weren't you embarrassed to have Dave give you an orgasm in public?"
Donna blushed slightly, "Kind of. I've never done that before. Maybe it was part of my initiation into this group of crazies. I've never made love to three men within six hours either, and that's what I did last night."
"Wait!" Erin said. "I thought you were a Circle member."
"Noooo, but I want to be, especially after the past twenty-four hours."
Erin speculated, "I was sure from the way you were looking at Dave that you were madly in love with him the way the other women are."
Donna sighed, "Oh, I am. I've been chasing Dave for a couple of years, but only recently has he started to notice me. The party gave us the opportunity to get really close as we did all the planning, plus I met his wives and some of the others before and got to know them, too. Last night, we finally got together. I also got to meet some of the others this morning ... in a more relaxed setting, shall we say."
"And you still want to join the Circle?"
"Hell, yes. I feel like I belong here. I'm a very horny forty-two year old nymphomaniac, who keeps herself in good physical shape, and has discovered a place where I feel cared for and loved by a lot of people. Did I mention that I love sex?"
"Yes ... the sex ... there's so much of it. It's so important to everybody, it seems."
"Oh, I'm finding out it is, and when I first heard the rumors about what went on here, I was shocked, but over time I realized that what this group had done was shift all the boundaries that most people put up regarding sex. As a society there are rules for acceptable behavior: no public nudity, no sex with someone until the third date, or sex with only one person at a time, and lots more. They threw all that stuff out and rewrote their rules on the basis of love, caring, intimacy, and extended family. I think they got it right -- very right.
"Look at us. We're sitting here almost naked, and if Matthew wasn't bouncing around, we would probably be nude. In some ways I could consider last night as my first date with Dave, although we'd known each other for years. Also, last night and this morning, Owen and Sean made love to me, and then Julie and Nancy loved me too and cleaned me up after sex with their tongues. Oh, yes, Alice was in the mix, too. I could keep going, but you get the idea. There's no guilt, no frustration, no bait and switch, no feeling of being dirty, and no wondering whether you adhered to some external set of expectations and rules that you had no say in creating.
"The main rule here is that consenting adults can do what they want about sex. Of course, when we leave the compound we have to more or less adhere to society's rules, but not inside on this property. This is like an oasis for me. I never want to leave." Donna paused, "You seem worried about all this? I guess you're not into any of this stuff."
"I am worried, and I want to join and yet I feel all sorts of strictures surfacing in my head."
"I did, too; but I rethought about my life and where I wanted to really be after I learned about Dave and the Circle. All those self-imposed memes and rules just faded away as insignificant when I thought about what was really important to me. Adhering to moralistic rules somebody else put together wasn't on my list. I was ready for last night and this morning before I arrived to help prepare for the party arrivals. I had no idea what would really happen, but I was ready."
"What will you do about the Circle?"
"Hang around frequently until they either get tired of me and ask me to leave, or make me an affiliate Circle member."
"What if they let you in and then you rue your decision?"
Donna shrugged. "I'll leave and hope I can still be friends with everyone. It's not like it's a permanent and irreversible decision. No one is held here against their will." Her tone changed, "Erin, for the people here, love is a choice. It is not something that sweeps over you that is uncontrollable. These people committed to each other, and that's their love for each other. The emotions and the rest of the 'love syndrome' follow, fortunately. I'm ready to make that commitment and try the experiment. I know that the people I made love with already love me; they told me so and I believe and trust them. I told them that I love them, and I meant every word."
"But you don't know everybody yet."
"In a way I do. The people in the Circle I've met are all people whose judgment I trust. By extension I know I will love their friends and lovers because they think the same way. I'm very comfortable in that extension."
Donna turned and held both of Erin's hands in hers. "Erin, you should try it. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain. I love you, too; and would like you to be part of what I hope to join. I'll help you however I can."
Donna leaned in and tenderly kissed Erin on the lips. Erin kissed back.
Monday at work, Dave had a surprise visitor right before lunch. Nancy escorted Donna into his office with a grin. She said, "This woman from executive row told me she just had to see you today."
Donna did a curtsey to both Dave and Nancy, who laughed. "I just had to come and tell you once more how much I enjoyed your party and EVERYTHING that happened around it. I'm especially grateful that you let me sleep over with your family and then be part of your relaxing Sunday. I am in love with you and everyone in the Circle. I do have one other message to deliver to you. Derek passed it to me this morning and asked me to give it to you. It's from Emily, I believe."
Dave laughed, "Did you peek?"
Donna rolled her eyes at the obvious nature of the answer, "Well, a girl has to stay informed. She wants to meet you somewhere for lunch on Thursday. Your calendar is open. I checked."
Dave rolled his eyes, "Do I need to write a response or is telling you I accept adequate?"
"I'll make sure she gets the message," Donna beamed and thrust out her chest in an immodest display of pride.
Thursday, Dave walked into the Bijou Café right at noon. Emily was already seated at an isolated table, and sat perusing her iPhone. He walked up, bussed her cheek, and then as they both made greeting noises, sat next to her. Their conversation was obviously designed to promote a closer understanding of each other -- even an intimate understanding.
Emily was a gorgeous woman in her mid fifties. Dave guessed maybe even as old as fifty-five. She came across as experienced, dedicated, open, sharing, and willing. She didn't have that rough edge that some older women develop -- an aggressiveness to have their own way. If she were a cougar, she hid it well except for her previous expressions of hope for a liaison with Dave.
Emily also had been fortunate to have a body that hadn't suffered the ravages of time too badly. She was on the thin side with only slightly broad hips, pretty legs, a generous bust line, and a pretty face framed by carefully crafted and frosted blonde hair. The sleeveless dress she wore showed that she worked out. She also had a tan, at least on the exposed skin that revealed a generous helping of freckles, including right into her desirable cleavage.
Dave hadn't dined at this upscale restaurant, so accepted Em's recommendation about a luncheon salmon salad. He also felt she'd dined here many time before, and that he was perhaps on display to some of her friends as the place filled with other mostly middle-aged women. Emily stood apart from the others, who tended to look frumpy and overweight.
Their conversation was eclectic and all over the map regarding topics. He learned that Derek and Em had an adult son living on the west coast who was married and had granddaughter that she doted on. Dave also shared his entire background, emphasizing the loosening up process that he and Alice went through a few years earlier.
Emily admitted to feeling something like a sense of doom regarding her age. "Truthfully, it's one of the reasons I'd like to forge a relationship with you ... and I guess some of the others in your Circle ... namely, trying to hold onto some semblance of a normal sex life. That's not the only reason, but honest it is a concern." She blushed as she told him. "I'm being very open with you. I like you -- a lot. I like your lifestyle, your wives -- who I spent some time talking to at your party, and your friends. I think they like me, but maybe not enough to be a 'friend' the way I want to be."
Dave suggested with a chuckle, "Friend with benefits?"
Em nodded. "I was hoping for friends -- plural -- with benefits. I came to that conclusion at your party. I know Derek gave approval for you, but I talked to him about extending his permission to everyone in your Circle."
"Permission?" Dave said, with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh, he gave it."
"He owns you?"
Em started to answer and then paused. Finally, she said, "In some ways he does. He was very old school when we married, but I was, too. Now, I avoid doing things that upset him, but that's rare and usually involves me buying something he thinks is frivolous. As far as sex partners are concerned, he turned me loose when his performance started to wane. Later, he confessed that he had a close friend that he was routinely intimate with. I was shocked, and sat stunned long enough to see the potential in my own life if we stayed together. The economics of the situation auger in my favor whether I stay or go."
"Did you put him up to propositioning me back at my party?"
"NO!" Emily protested. "That was all on his own. It's funny, we love each other in our own way despite our infidelities and idiosyncrasies. I think, like yourself, we just dispensed with the monogamous pledge in our marriage. I'm now not the least bit put out that he has taken on a mistress. I think I even benefit in ways.
"OH, I want to correct an impression that my husband may have given to you, namely, that I have had a long string of lovers frequent my bed ... or me in their bed ... or whatever. I haven't. When this shift started about ten years ago, I did have a fling and after that another. I didn't like how I felt about what I was doing and so stopped. I haven't done anything since, although I've teased Derek about my string of young, virile men waiting to service me. That's my own bravado."
Out of the blue Dave asked, "Did Donna ever sleep with Derek?"
"No, never, unless she's the best liar this side of Honolulu. She teases him, but I'm very sure they agreed to keep it business and not complicate things. I know from her that the two of you connected and that she's another convert to your way of thinking and living."
Dave chuckled, "She fell into that pretty quickly."
"She did, and I'm kind of jealous. I have to run a gauntlet and she didn't."
"Oh, she ran a gauntlet. I've known and talked to Donna for years. We had come to know each other like I promise we will. I confess to having tried it the other way, and this way is better for all concerned."
"By 'the other way' I assume you mean just meeting somebody and hopping into bed with them?"
"Exactly. I have attracted some converts to the Circle that way, but I also attracted a person or two that ended up liking me, but not the rest of the package that I come with. When you get me, you also get the Circle. That's something to think about, in case you're at all skittish about sex with men and women, and many partners." Dave thought of Jenn Whitaker, and how she'd struggled with all the philosophies that made up the Circle and hence Dave's way of thinking -- or perhaps it was the other way around.
"There were several men besides you that I met at your party that I especially liked and hope to eventually connect with on a more serious and sexual level: Jack -- your architect, Dev -- the hunky guy married to Wendy, and Mike Holliday. I had nice discussions with each of them at your party, enough to know that they turned me on."
"And you learned about how they think, what they do, and what their thoughts about the Circle and society are?"
Emily chuckled, "You know I didn't. It was a party; we made mostly small talk. You're trying to trip me up. We barely scratched the surface of conversation but I felt the vibes with each of them."
"No, not trying to make you stumble, more like showing you that you need to advance your thinking on a broader front. Moreover, some of the things you discover about people might shock your sensibilities and make you run the other direction."
"Like what?"
Dave smiled. He knew he wasn't revealing anything that wasn't open knowledge. "Mike Holliday probably mentioned that he was a photographer and videographer?"
"Yes."
"He makes adult films -- porn. He was no doubt sizing you up to be in one of his next films. He's always looking for new talent and you'd be a natural. Would you like to star in one of his films, say one where a mature woman gets wildly fucked by two or three men?"
Emily held Dave's gaze for a full minute over their lunch. Finally, she said in a matter of fact tone, "It would be my wildest fantasy come true. Fuck, yes, I'd do it. I'll do it now. I assume that other than the STD test there are no intimacy requirements for THAT job."
"Do you want me to call Mike and let you two talk?"
"Yes. Right now." She sat up and broke into a huge devilish grin. "Oh, this is so exciting."
Dave pulled his cellphone out and punched a number in from memory. After Mike answered, he explained to Mike what was going on and the discussion, even took a quick photograph of Em across the table and sent it to him, and then gave the phone to Emily.
Em eventually ended the call. "It'll be a week from Saturday unless something comes up or I hear back from him that he couldn't get the rest of things scheduled. He'll let me know where."
Dave laughed. "Be careful what you wish for or fantasize about, you're apt to get your wish. The Circle has an informal goal to fulfill people's fantasies, especially the sexual ones."
Donna Klaubert looked up and gave him a megawatt smile as he appeared at her office door -- the gateway to Wilson's inner sanctum.
After their greeting, Dave said, "I didn't want to impose on any plans you might have for tonight or the weekend, but I did want to extend the invitation to come and stay with us, and be the Circle's and our plaything for the weekend ... if you find that proposition interesting."
Donna shot up out of her chair and into his arms. "Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh, I've been debating with myself about whether it was acceptable to drop by tomorrow. But ... wow, the whole weekend. I'm blown away. YES!"
"We like you -- a lot. Me especially."
Donna hugged him, "The feeling is so mutual. I love you. I'll love you more if you do that thing you did to me last weekend to me again ... or Nancy can ... or anybody."
Dave chuckled, "I'll be sure you have one of those 'scrape you from the ceiling' orgasms." He bid her goodbye and told her to come by whenever she wanted and that she was expected. He suggested she be there for the six-thirty dinner, or even earlier for cocktails.
Two hours later, Dave welcomed Donna into his home. Alice was there with him and she gave Donna a long kiss with lots of tongue with sensual and sapphic promise. Donna eventually pulled away, breathing heavily and knowing that the sexual agenda for the weekend was already underway. Pam and Julie also welcomed Donna with deep kisses, and then Sean and Owen got in the act as part of the welcoming committee.
Dave said, "Let me put your bag up in our guest room. Please don't think that you have to sleep there, or even in the house. One of the reasons we built the cohousing project as we did was so we could easily walk between houses any time, day or night, without it feeling like a walk of shame past neighbors who would judge us and cast dispersions. Here, the worst thing that might happen is that you get a further offer to come and play."
"I don't know that many people here," Donna said in a mild protest to what he'd implied.
"You may not know us, but we know you. I'll tell you a little secret, but promise not to draw too much inference from it. I brought up your name and showed everyone a couple of pictures of you at the member meeting last night. I told them that you wanted to get closer to all of us and probably become a member or affiliate member, or at least that you were thinking about it."
"What's that mean? I think I know, but tell me."
"A Circle member lives here, and shares the philosophies we live by, including the open loving and sex, sharing whatever is going on in the core -- meals, parties, and such, and lives a peaceful and harmonious life with us. An affiliate member is about the same only they live off site. Both contribute to the common life we all share financially in some way, since they are enjoying meals and such with us, among other things. We all do that, too."
"Thank you for even considering me. Yes, I'm very interested. I even prayed that this might happen, and I'll have you know I haven't seen the inside of a church in decades."
"Where do you live now?"
"I have a condo over in a modern building in Laurel Park. I'm not at all averse to moving, but you seem to have a very full housing situation and I'm not into tents."
"You saw the construction on the back road? That'll be a few townhouses. Some are spoken for, but not all. No decision is needed now, and we can always build more. I would like you to consider it though. Something tells me that you've been looking for what we're offering." Dave set her suitcase on a luggage stand in the guest room and then left after telling Donna that the dress was super casual and sexy.
A few minutes later, Dave stopped at the open doorway to the guest room. Donna stood unpacking some things from her suitcase and folding a few others, neatly placing them on the dresser. She wore only a thong.
"Yummmmm," Dave crooned from the doorway.
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Prentiss. If you have a few minutes now, I'm more than willing." She smiled coyly at him.
Dave chuckled, "Let's go join the others. We'll have plenty of opportunity later. I have bar duty, and I don't want to be penalized for being late."
Donna slipped on a white tunic with decorative banding that came to only a couple of inches below her crotch with a full length zipper up the front that Donna left open in an invitational peek at her unsupported cleavage. She slipped on some flat-soled shoes, and joined Dave as they went downstairs and out to the core. Dave immediately slid behind the makeshift bar, and started to make some margaritas, one of the staple Friday night drinks in the Circle.
Donna was immediate swept up by Roy, Ken, Ty, Kat, and Grace. They had her sit at their high top table as they started the process to interact with her mostly for the first time. A little later, without having taken their orders, Dave brought over a tray of drinks and some small dishes of nuts. He set down a red wine for Roy, a scotch on the rocks for Ty, sparking water for Ken, a white wine for Kat, and Margaritas for Grace and Donna. No one said anything other than thanks. He knew their usual orders, and had assumed what Donna wanted. He'd check in with her later to see whether he'd guessed correctly.
