Unspoken Exchanges

She must have been aware of my minute examination of her presentation because she stood up and turned towards me, her lips parted in a warm smile.

The dress was not a million miles from that which Kate wore, a similar halter neck that left vast areas of tanned skin uncovered and inviting.

She wore no bra. Why would she? Her breasts were small, but firm and shapely. And her nipples, now erect and hard stood proud and prominent, unmissable through the clinging material of her dress for all the world to admire.

Her makeup was more subtle than Kate's, flesh pink lipstick, lightly applied face powder complimented by subtle green eyeshadow.

On her ears she wore simple pearl droplet earrings which perfectly matched the gloss of her platinum grey hair, again, like Kate's, piled high on her head but this time in a wonderful sort of messy up-do.

Corrine was that fortunate type of woman where too much jewelry spoiled the overall effect. Consequently she wore only a single strand of pearls that garlanded her long elegant neck, a tiny gold wristwatch and her single stone-wedding band.

As I stepped forward to kiss her on her cheek her perfume made me pause to breathe in the subtle hypnotic fragrance that seemed to emanate from deep in her soul.

Turning her face for me to brush her cheek with my lips she whispered softly into my ear,

'Leave it all to me Jack, I'll take Kate away when supper is over, you sit and chat with Adam but keep your cool. I've a night planned that you'll never forget.'

Then she turned her other cheek for me to air kiss, adding, ''I'll call Adam's smartphone to tell you both when to come upstairs, be prepared for a surprise!'

Chapter 6

Dinner passed in a heady glow of beauty, anticipation, stimulating chat and excellent food.

The courses kept coming, we sipped wine and all smiled a lot.

I was pleasantly surprised to discover that Adam was a nice guy, intelligent, well educated but nevertheless modest about his life achievements.

Between courses Corinne revealed that he had been in the army, leaving with the rank of captain, having seen active service in several war zones.

It seems oddly perverse to admit liking the man who has just screwed your wife, but that was how it was.

I both liked and respected him.

Evident to us all Kate was totally smitten with him. Except for when eating, her eyes never seemed to leave his face.

I hadn't seen her look so happy for years. I could only imagine what games of footsie were being played out beneath the table?

Adam on the other hand, played the perfect host, ensuring eye contact with everyone around the dinner table.

Even the waiters and waitresses seemed to fall under his spell, earning us more visits to enquire if everything was alright with our meal then I could ever remember.

Corrine also showed extraordinary coolness in the light of what she had planned for us that night. She too looked perfectly relaxed and at ease with us all.

When the meal was over we retired to the anti-room for coffee and liqueurs.

We settled into soft easy chairs, the girls sitting strategically opposite their chosen lover, skirts hitched up just enough to tantalise and frustrate.

It was only when the waiter arrived with our drinks that Corinne whispered something in Kate's ear and they both stood up, reached for their handbags and, after excusing themselves, left the room heading for the ladies washroom.

We watched their sexy hips sway as they walked away from us, giving us tantalizing glimpses of stocking tops, sheer nylons, stiletto heels, tight skirts, low-cut backs to their dresses, acres of skin, hair piled high on their heads, glossy nails holding handbags.

Very sexy.

Just before they turned into the corridor Corinne turned to look back at us, her face that of a vixen making off after a kill. From that distance I couldn't tell if the look was for me or aimed at both of us, but her message was clear as a mountain stream, and in that moment I knew she was certain that her plan for the four of us was going to work.

'The girls scrub up well don't you think Adam.'

'We're both very lucky guys,' he said sipping his drink, 'I can't remember spending such a pleasant evening with friends for a long while.'

'How was your day with Kate?' I said.

'Probably less energetic and competitive than yours I would guess? Sometimes Corinne exhausts me with her remorseless enthusiasm. D'you know what I mean?'

'Kate is probably the least competitive person I know - didn't you get bored with her compliance, her contentment with the mundane?'

'Not a bit, I find her refreshing to be with - a sort of antidote to the high-velocity lifestyle that Corinne demands we follow?'

'How on earth did she persuade you to take her shopping for lingerie? I mean, Chester is at least a 100 miles round trip from here?'

At my mention of lingerie Adam paused and put down his drink.

'Ah, the lingerie, I wondered when you'd get around to that? Look Jack, I was just the driver, I didn't go into the store with her.'

'I'm not suggesting for a moment that you did. It's just that, well, something or someone has got into her, something that wasn't there this morning, that's all."

My mention of "Someone has got into her," wasn't lost on Adam and I expected him to rise to the bait at my obvious sexual innuendo. But he calmly sipped at his drink again.

'It's odd you should mention that, only Corinne seems to have had her batteries recharged today. She's more motivated tonight than anytime in the last couple of months. Being in your company seems to have injected her with something. Did you enjoy the exercise together?'

It was Adam's turn to confront with the obvious innuendo.

'What is it you're trying to say Adam, are you suggesting that something went on between Corinne and me today?' I said, leaning forwards and adopting a challenging stance.

In a moment my heart began to pound, blood rushed to my muscles, teeth began to tighten as did both my fists. Images flashed across my consciousness of us brawling on the floor behind the hotel, dinner suits ruined, teeth missing, black eyes and blooded noses.

But Adam wasn't planning to take this anywhere. He was more sanguine then me, perhaps mellowed by war and a more mature and objective view of life.

'Why don't we just wait and see what Corinne and Kate make of the situation? They've clearly not gone to the washroom just to relieve themselves. If I know Corinne, she will want to clear the air between them before deciding the way forward for the four of us. I don't know about you, but I fancy a beer, you coming to the bar?'

Suddenly the air between us had become less charged, what Adam had said rang with wisdom.

So we went to the bar and began discussing my life as a professional cartoonist.

I concluded that we had somehow unspokenly agreed that fucking each other's wives was okay between us if it was okay with them!

I wondered what Kate was thinking of Corinne's proposals?

CHAPTER 7

An hour or so and a couple of pints of good beer had passed before Adam's smartphone chimed with a text from Corinne.

'Looks like the pow-wow is over and our masters have decided our fates for us," he said after digesting the text. 'That was Corinne, they want us to go up to them in your bedroom,' he said looking for my reaction.

'Now's the time to call this thing to a halt if you're not happy with the direction we're heading in Jack. Say now and we'll call it a night?'

I gave Adam a thin smile, 'Let's go and face our fates!' I said.

The ride up to the room in the lift felt strange despite neither of us speaking. It was one of those modern elevators with polished metal walls and ceiling, reflecting both our images to infinity.

Then the lift drew smoothly to a stop and a soft digitized voice informed us we were on the third floor, then the doors opened and directly in front of us was the door to mine and Kate's bedroom.

We both hesitated momentarily before Adam indicated for me to go first.

I stepped out onto the expensive pile carpet, turned to look back at Adam, then tapped gently on the door.

'It's open,' I heard Corinne call, 'Come on in both of you.'

It took a few seconds to adjust my eyes as the curtains were open and the sun was setting over the bay, throwing the figures of Kate and Corinne into silhouette.

The door clicked shut behind me and Adam was standing by my elbow, gazing intently at the girls.

They looked liked sisters, dressed identically in white shirts taken from our wardrobes, the cuffs hanging loose. Both wore black stockings, suspender belts and glossy high heels.

Both wore makeup, lip gloss and artificial nails painted with red gloss enamel.

They looked like a couple of high-class hookers and smelled wonderfully of expensive perfume.

They stood close together holding hands. Kate looked apprehensively in my direction as if waiting for me to erupt into violence.

But it was the ever confident Corinne who seized the initiative.

'We've talked about this and decided this is what we both want,' she said turning towards Kate who nodded in agreement.

'Neither of us want this to be seedy or sordid,' Corinne added.

'We agreed that there are to be no secrets, no elephant in the room,' added Kate, looking back at Corinne as if for approval. 'I want to have sex with Adam, more wonderful sex, today has been the most sexually satisfying in my life.'

She looked at me then at Adam, seeking a nod or any sign of my agreement.

'And I want to have more incredible sex with Jack, we both want to share your bodies. We're not seeking divorce or to end our marriages,' added Corinne, at the end of the holiday we will go home and get on with our lives!'

'We all know what's happened between us today, and want it to go on for the rest of the holiday,' said Corinne. 'But it's up to you guys to agree or its all off?'

Adam spoke next, showing staggering insightfulness and immediate grasp of the situation. 'So you want to swap rooms, Kate becomes my holiday wife for the rest of the week? And we spend the days together, but we all meet up for meals?'

Kate didn't answer but let go of Corinne's hand and stepped forward to press her face into Adam's chest, her arms reaching around his waist.

As she moved I heard the silk of her black stockings rubbing together with each step.

I could breath in her perfume.

She looked amazing, my prick began to harden in my pants. Her legs looked long and inviting, her hips pushed forward by the high heels. And I wanted to fuck her right then.

But before I could think, Corinne moved across the room and pressed her breasts into me. She looked amazing and I was immediately lost in her perfume. I was still looking towards Kate when I felt my zip being lowered and Corinne was reaching inside to hold my hard, throbbing prick.

Kate too was taking Adams cock from his trousers, my wife, now passionately kissing Adam while gently pulling back his foreskin.

Then Corinne's glossy lips pressed onto mine and I took her in my arms, rapidly becoming hypnotized with the eroticism of the moment. Then my cock was in her hand and she was gently using her long glossy nails to sensitize the glans.

Time seemed to overtake me. I was no longer in control.

A minute later both Corinne and Kate were on their knees, both eagerly giving head, glossy wet-look lips sucking hard on our cocks, long fingers caressing our shafts, awakening the cum in our balls and blinding us to reason.

I threw back my head in ecstasy but was vaguely aware that Kate was hurriedly stripping off Adam's jacket, shirt and had dropped his pants to the floor.

Corrine was now blowing me while massaging my shaft with one hand and unbuttoning the white shirt she wore with the other.

I'd seen this sort of thing in porn films but to feel, participate, breath in the smell of hot sex and experience my body electrify with sexual tension was something new and beyond my imagination.

She let the now unbuttoned white shirt slip over her soft skin to the floor, revealing her mind-numbing black lace lingerie.

Then she gently slipped her lips from my prick, leaving it to stand rigid in the warm evening air while she stood up in front of me.

Feeling light headed and a little drunk with heightened sexual arousal and eroticism of the moment, I instinctively put one hand to my prick and began gently massaging my cock-head between finger and thumb, trying to retain the electrifying sensitivity that Corinne had created.

My eyes ran over her toned body, taking in both nipples peeking out from the push-up bra, her slim waist holding up one of Kate's new black lace six-strap suspender belts.

My eyes traced the exciting lines of the suspender straps, lingering on the fine silk nickers she wore over them, before greedily taking in the incredibly sexy pink tops of those sheer black nylon stockings that shone in the golden light of the setting sun.

Slowly I traced the sensual lines of her legs before settling entranced on the patent black 5inch stiletto heeled shoes.

I was in porn heaven, aware of my shaft thickening and the cum beginning to stir deep inside my balls.

As I watched she began to slowly turn around, those heels moving inch by inch, gradually revealing the curves of her ass and deep curve of her lower back.

I must have looked like I was hypnotized as I failed to take in Corinne's stentorian voice, 'Take down my panties and breath in the smell of my cunt!'

But I was transfixed on the irresistible lines of her butt, my head aching to hold them then slide a wet finger between them, searching out the Nirvana that was her tight rosebud. I imagined slipping my prick between those heavenly hills, pushing it steadily into her rosebud, hearing her gasp as I entered her back passage.

'Take down my nickers Jack, I want to see you sniff them!' she repeated.

Her voice snapped me from my erotic reverie and without thinking, reached out, took hold of the thin silk thong and began slowly to slide her panties down those alluring suspender straps, over the pink stocking tops and trace the line of her silken legs until she gently lifted first one stiletto heel then the other to let me finally hold the minuscule black silken nickers between my finger.

'Breath me in Jack,' she commanded before stepping forwards to begin peeling off my tuxedo, shirt and unbuttoning my trousers, letting then fall in a heap around my feet.

'Breath me in Jack, breath in the perfume of my sex deeply until it fills your mind,' she added more softly now.

And breath her in I did. A heady mixture of pheromones and her perfume swirled around my head, distracting me from her feverish undressing me.

Then I too was naked, my prick engorged and straining for action, blood coursing through my muscles, preparing me for action.

It was then I became aware of Kate taking Adam by one hand, turn him around and push him across the foot of the bed until he lay prostrate on his back on the soft white duvet.

Adam had an amazing body, well proportioned with strong muscle definition. But it was his prick that held my attention. It was huge, long, thick, gently curved, with one of those amazing shaped cock-heads I'd only ever seen In porn films.

He was not only handsome but had the body of a god.

It was only then did I understand why Kate wanted this man.

And he was never impotent.

My body was still in good shape from my regular exercise and my prick nothing to be ashamed of, but Adam was the stuff of women's wet dreams.

It was then I felt Corinne slip an arm around my waist and gently guide me closer to where Kate, her back now towards me, was bending forwards over Adam, her stilettos firmly planted on the carpet, legs wide apart.

Kate seemed to hesitate, turning back towards Corinne where some unspoken message passed between them.

Now my eyes were on Kate's wonderful ass, so neatly framed by the taut black straps of her suspender belt.

Her nickers had been taken off and I could see her sex, wet, shaved and inviting.

Corinne's mouth was close to my ear now, 'This is what Kate dreams of. It's what she has ached for all these years..'

I said nothing, entranced as Kate took Adam's huge shaft between her long painted nails and began to lick his engorged cock-head.

'She fantasizes about having two men in bed Jack, you fucking her from behind while giving head to another naked man. So go on, fuck her hard and long!'

This was unreal, a fantasy of lust. Me fuck my wife while she blows another guy!

Then, hardly aware of what she was doing, I felt Corinne's hand on my ass, one on each buttock, guiding me between Kate's legs, my rock hard cock slipping between her cheeks, searching out the entrance to her sex.

With my prick now pushed hard into Kate I felt Corinne close behind me, her stockinged legs caressing mine. Then her hand pushed between my thighs, her long fingers closing around my balls, one fingernail searching between the hairy checks of my ass.

Kate suddenly wriggled her ass, a signal for me to fuck her.

And I did. Immediately hard, fast and rhythmically.

Now in a frenzy of lust my hands gripped her hips, my fingers slipping inside the straps of her suspenders, occasionally running them down to feel her stocking tops.

Head thrown back, cock rock hard and glowing with sensation like nuclear radiation, I thrust hard upwards and back, each slamming thrust lifting Kate in her heels and making her moan with pleasure.

Suddenly Corinne let go of me and as I threw my head back, grunting as I became lost fucking Kate harder than at any time during our twenty years of marriage, but then became aware of of Corrine climbing onto the bed behind Adam, her knees either side of his face.

Then I lost sight of Adam's face as it disappeared between Corinne's powerful thighs, his mouth now covered by the hot, wet lips of her hungry sex.

Momentarily Corinne, gasped, as evidently Adam's tongue had found her clitoris. Then all four of us were lost in the ecstasy of an orgy, mixed doubles, all writhing, pumping, sucking, licking and thrusting hard towards orgasm.

I looked down at Kate's beautiful butt, then at Corinne, her hair flung back in ecstasy, her firm breasts thrust forwards, her silver hair moving loosely around her ears.

Then Kate groaned with pleasure as she synchronised her head movement with me thrusting hard into her.

Violently hard.

And immediately she became more vigorous and animated, her hair swaying backwards and forwards as she lost herself, intent on milking the last drop of hot cum from Adam's huge prick.

Once or twice I glanced towards Adam, his face hidden under Corinne's writhing body, her back arched back, arms now supporting her weight on the bed.

But I couldn't think straight, it was this orgy, this group sex, this shared ecstasy that drove me towards orgasm.

Then, in one of those once in a lifetime moments, we all seemed to orgasm at the same moment.

Adam came first, shooting long strings of cum deep into Kate's welcoming mouth, which must have touched a nerve because she threw her head back with a loud shriek of pleasure that must have been heard outside the hotel. Cum ran from her glossy lips, string dripping down onto Adam's abdomen. She was exultant, her sexual fantasy finally fulfilled.

A moment later I glanced up at Corinne as I gave one last mighty thrust of my hips and felt the base of my shaft swell and I came, pulse after pulse of semen spurting deep into Kate, and she shrieked once more with pleasure.

Finally Corinne succumbed to that incredibly shared moment and gyrated as she gave one mighty orgasm and came onto Adam's darting tongue and lips.

Chapter 8

For a while the only sounds we heard were the waves crashing onto the beach outside, gulls screeching as they soared and dived above the darkening promenade, and our heavy breathing as the excitement of our first group sex began to subside.