“Sure – almost always.”
“Oh really!”
Wesley chuckles and squeezes Miranda’s leg in parting. “I’m going in for a dip to cool off.”
He walks straight into the pool and floats on his back holding his beer on his chest. Miranda just shakes her head, glaring at her husband. Wesley floats right over to him though and gets out of the pool to sit on the edge. Miranda then lies there watching the two men talking, burning with curiosity about the topic of their conversation.
Sienna comes back to lie with her and Paul joins the men across the pool. Two of the women from the other group also join in and have Adin and Paul laughing and chatting like school boys.
A few of the men from that other group stroll past at the girls’ feet and Miranda has her legs open a little for them. They both have a good long look at her pussy and mill around there for a moment. Sienna squeezes her arm – her legs also resting open enough to display her full slit. Miranda stretches her arms back above her head and keeps her gaze averted as she opens her legs wider for the men. Another man approaches and joins them – the three of them then standing by the end of the pool chatting and facing the girls.
“I think we’re being checked out,” Sienna whispers excitedly. “I’m going to turn over onto my hands and knees for them.”
“Okay….” Miranda whispers back, meeting her girlfriend’s smile.
Sienna then rolls over and gets up on her knees to straighten the towel she’s lying on. Miranda watches the men check her out from behind like that. She moves around and rises to kneel upright and fiddle with her hair for a while. She eventually lies on her front with her legs bent up and her feet waving in the air. Miranda sits and rakes back her own hair, keeping her arms raised and her chest forward as the men look at her tits. She stands and bends over side on to them to straighten her towel, still holding her hair back with one arm raised.
One of the men approaches and motions to the lounger beside Sienna. “Do you mind?” he asks her.
“No – of course,” she replies, lifting to her side to face him as he sits.
Another of the men approaches Miranda. “Hi I’m Jackson.” He’s probably late forties, Miranda assumes. He’s fit looking and deeply sun browned. His cock is smallish.
“Hi I’m Miranda.”
“That’s my buddy Cliff.”
“Hi!” Miranda calls over to the guy, who’s probably a few years younger and not much older than her. They look younger close up, she is noticing.
“Hey,” Cliff offers with a shy nod and smile.
“We’re just heading in for a dip in a hot tub. Would you care to join us?” Jackson asks.
“Um…. In there?” Miranda stammers, looking toward the indoor pool area.
“Yeah….” The guy has stepped quite close beside her. He looks over her body. “Just with the two of us – for a little while…?”
Miranda swallows and checks back at Sienna, who’s busy talking. She turns back to the man staring down at her breasts and now touching her lower back. “But we’re not really swingers or anything…. We’re just here to try this out a little bit,” she tells him.
“Yeah, Wesley said as much…. Just come in for a little dip with us, though? You’ve got an amazing body, Miranda. It’s hard to take my eyes off you lying here glistening in the sun.”
“Hmm – but isn’t that the general idea?” Miranda tries, her confidence seeping back from having vanished a minute ago.
The guy leans close to her ear. “Come inside and give us a private show?”
“Um….” Miranda’s blush fires up.
“Your husband will love watching you go with us – having to wonder what’s happening.”
“But nothing will be happening,” Miranda says.
“Except we want a closer look with your legs spread,” the guy goes on. “Come inside and show us, eh?”
Miranda draws a big breath and peers up to meet the man’s eyes. Her lips part as he looks at them but he doesn’t kiss her. She expels raggedly. “Can I just wrap my towel around?” she asks him. “Just for while we’re walking….”
Chapter 15
Adin watches his wife pick her towel from her sun lounger and wrap it around her body. He wonders if she needs him there – perhaps uncomfortable with the two men. The one who had approached her puts an arm around her again, and the other one follows behind as they walk around that end of the pool and toward the doorway to the indoor area. Adin gets up from where he’s sitting on the edge of the pool and walks around to where Sienna is chatting and laughing with the third guy. She gives Adin a quick smile but remains facing away from him while he dries off and cranes his neck to see where Miranda has gone.
The indoor and outdoor pool areas are separated by glass. Adin watches the two men lead Miranda to one of the hot tubs. One of the guys gets in. The other one clutches Miranda’s shoulders and presses close behind her, obviously saying something. Miranda turns toward him, holding her towel in front. She sits on a broad slatted bench that is the edge of the tub and opens her towel, slipping it from around her. That guy moves around the tub a little and sits up on the bench, swinging his legs over into the water. They both watch while Miranda lays out her towel. She then shifts across the bench to sit on it, leaning back on her hands, facing the two men.
Adin’s throat is dry as he stands there clutching his own towel to his front and watching his wife open her legs. She’s sitting there propped back and with her legs bent up and spread wide. She’s watching the two men examine her. Adin can see her bald slit. One of the guys touches the inside of her knee and she lies down on her back and spreads her legs wider for them – her head turning aside as she stares blankly toward Adin.
Adin walks and her eyes follow him. He approaches the glass wall and stands there with his heart thumping. The two men have their backs to him, their heads tilted in as they continue to examine Miranda’s vagina. Her hands are clutching her inner thighs and they smooth downward. The guy who had led her in there appears to be talking – his head nodding slowly. Miranda’s fingers flatten either side of her slit and she peels herself open, displaying her pink inner folds.
She holds herself spread like that and looks from one man to the other. The man obviously instructing her reaches forward to touch her but she quickly covers her opening and pushes his hand away. She shakes her head at them both, her legs having closed defensively. The two men back away a little, and Miranda smiles teasingly at them and giggles.
Adin takes a seat there by the window with his towel wrapped around his waist. Paul has joined in chatting with Sienna and the guy sitting with her. Wesley leaves the women at the other end of the pool and stops to pull on his swimmers before approaching Adin and taking a seat across a table. He looks in at Miranda still sitting on the hot tub bench, her legs swayed to one side and remaining closed now as she chats with the two men in the water.
“Jackson and Cliff are harmless,” Wesley says. “They’re bisexual – a couple, of sorts.”
“Oh shit,” Adin exclaims, taken aback.
Wesley chuckles. “So anyway, what do you think – should I let Simon know you’re staying for dinner?”
“I don’t know. I think we really need to be back on the road. It’s a three hour drive and we’ve all got work tomorrow.”
“Yeah, I was thinking about that. How about you leave your car and I’ll get Simon to fly you guys home tonight? You can pick up a rental car at the airport to use for the week, and Simon will be there to pick you up on Friday afternoon for the weekend.”
“What – in the helicopter?” Adin asks stupidly.
Wesley shrugs. “I’ll have the hire car booked for you. What kind would you like?”
“Fuck! Seriously?”
“Sure. Why not? You guys would like to come for a weekend, yeah?”
“I don’t know…. I’d have to check with everyone…. Fuck – in the helicopter? Seriously?”
Wesley chuckles and looks from Miranda to me
et Adin’s eyes. “A totally unrelated question – but how would you feel about letting a few of us fuck Miranda – I mean just the possibility sometime in the future?”
Adin feels his face heat but the idea isn’t at all shocking or new to him. He draws a breath and expels slowly. “Yeah, it’s a possibility,” he says evenly. “It’s something we’d need to think about and talk through.”
“Of course,” Wesley goes on evenly. “You’ve obviously thought about it, though. That’s good.”
Adin nods and checks on his wife with a glance. “How safe are the people here in terms of STDs, Uncle Wes? It would be the ideal place to play around otherwise – away from home and people we know, plus the mood of the place obviously.”
“You’d want us to cum inside her, huh?” Wesley smiles. “I see where you’re going with this…. We could definitely help out with that – and perfectly safe as long as it’s only a select few of us.”
Adin’s face is still hot. He swallows and nods a little again. “I’m thinking more than one guy but not a whole line-up. Just enough to keep it as an unknown if it happened…. And no offence to a couple of the men here but they’d have to be of the same race as me.”
“Sure…. I’d rule out Jackson there on the STD question anyway, along with his partner obviously.” Wesley rubs his chin. “I think if Miranda was so inclined, Simon and another fellow I have employed here would be good choices, Adin. Along with myself…?”
Adin holds his uncle’s gaze steadily and offers a small nod of acquiescence. “As long as we end up deciding,” he adds. “And nothing is going to happen today.”
“Absolutely! Take it slow and think it through…. I can tell you from experience that it’s every bit as amazing to experience as it is to fantasize about, though…. And the other aspect for you and Miranda has got to be better than any kind of clinical process and possibly donor sperm or adoption or whatever.”
Adin nods some more and huffs a breath. “I know…. We haven’t actually discussed it yet, but Miranda has hinted a bit, and I think she’s on the same page as me in that she’s thinking about how simple it would be.”
“Yes – very good. And if you both decided, and we got Miranda pregnant, none of us would know for sure, and there’d be no need to ever let on the child may not be naturally yours.” Wesley rests back, grinning. “Plus you’d get to watch us fuck her.”
Adin’s face heats again. “Yeah, plus that.”
Wesley chuckles. “Okay – so, I’ll go let Simon know you guys are staying for dinner and he’ll be flying tonight?”
Adin swallows. “I have to run tonight by the others. And even if we decide about next weekend, I’m not making any promises about the other.”
“Understood…. Like I said, it’s an unrelated matter…. And I meant that, Adin. It’s fantastic to have you and Miranda here and sharing this with me. It’s a huge relief to finally open up to someone in the family.” Wesley stands and moves around to squeeze Adin’s shoulders on the way by. “I’ll run the helicopter ride by Miranda for you – get her to give you a thumbs up or down,” he says and walks off inside.
Adin’s heart is thumping at the realization that he just openly spoke about the prospect of letting other men have sex with his wife. He watches Wesley approach Miranda and kiss her cheek. She’s resting back on her hands with her tits thrust forward, smiling comfortably now. Wesley says something to the group and has everyone laughing and chatting back. He’s standing beside Miranda, facing her. His hand caresses up from her ankle and her leg moves aside – her bent-up knees parting.
Adin can see that his wife is now blushing and chewing on her lip. She braces and arches her chest further forward as she opens her legs wider. Wesley tilts his head and has a look at her pussy. The other two men shift closer to that side of the hot tub and crane necks to look more closely as well. Wesley strips his swimmers and turns as he sits on the bench. His cock is levering away from his body, suspended semi-firm. He swings his legs over into the water and stands on the inside step looking directly down at Miranda’s display. Her chest lifts with a big breath. She looks down at herself then back up at Wes. Wes touches her knee and her tits shudder on a breath as she parts that leg wider.
Wesley moves around the tub and Adin sees that his cock is standing upright as he sits on the bench behind Miranda. Her gaze has followed him, her legs closing as she turns to look back up at him. He’s talking. She looks back around at Adin with her face alight and excited. He holds out his hands in question and she nods – looking from him back to Wesley, who says something further, and she looks back at Adin and gives him a thumbs-up, smiling huge and nodding profusely.
Adin waves and strolls over to their friends with the offer of a helicopter ride home that evening.
“Hell yes!” Paul enthuses and Sienna is all for the idea as well.
“We’ll just have to cancel that bed and breakfast thing,” she tells her husband. “This will be way more fun than that boring old place.”
“That’s fantastic – a whole weekend and we get to party with the band,” the man with them offers.
Adin drops his towel and dives in the pool. Paul and Sienna get in a golf cart with the guy they’ve befriended. The two women from the other end of the pool are gone from there and are now in bikinis, sitting on the porch of one of the bungalows.
Adin floats around for a while with the cool water lapping over his body and the whirl of events and ideas gradually mellowing in his head. He’s less stressed and just kind of spaced out as he stares up at the cloudless sky.
The clarity won’t seem to return to Adin’s mind throughout the rest of the afternoon with his wife ditching her admirers and swimming with him then kind of clinging throughout dinner and in the back seat of the helicopter for the short flight home. Miranda has been quiet, suiting Adin’s deep reverie. Simon takes them to the car Wesley has organized, which is a luxury Range Rover, complete with a fuel card for the week.
They drop off Paul and Sienna, who are equally as engrossed in their own thoughts as they cling together in what looks like a rekindling of a closer connection than Adin has ever seen evidence of before.
Adin holds Miranda’s hand as they walk upstairs and enter their apartment. As soon as the door is closed she stops and he turns and takes her into his arms. She has nothing to say and neither does he. He just lifts her and carries her to their bed, finding her wet and ready as he surges up inside of her and services her deeply and passionately.
Chapter 16
Miranda lies with her head upon her husband’s chest, his arm around her and his fingers stroking her shoulder. She’s holding his spent cock and rubbing the underside of the head with her thumb. She takes a breath. “Did Wesley say anything to you, Adin?”
Adin swallows. “Yeah, he’s pretty up front about what he wants to happen, huh?”
“Yeah….” Miranda utters. “And what did you say?”
It takes Adin a while to respond. He kisses the top of Miranda’s head. “I’d like to talk about it, baby – maybe to think about trying it.”
Miranda squeezes her husband’s thigh with hers, squirming against him. She bites his chest.
“I’m thinking we could let some other men have you unprotected and see what happens,” her husband says into her hair. “Men who are fully loaded…” he adds breathily as he kisses her scalp again.
“Uh huh – I’d so love to do that, Adin.” Miranda peers up. “I’ll let any man you say have me…. You can choose who you want, and I’ll spread my legs like I was doing today, and let him have me and cum inside me.” The cock in her hand flexes. She straddles her husband and takes it back inside of her slick tunnel.
“I’m thinking of Wes, Simon and possibly another guy who works for Wes – if he seems okay when we meet him next weekend.”
Miranda grinds back and forth slowly. “It’s your job to screen men and choose,” she says and lies down to kiss Adin’s mouth and bite his lip. “Give me to whoever you want and
I’ll let him have me completely…. Absolutely anyone you want, okay?”
“Alright, I’ll do the screening,” Adin says.
“Yeah…?” Miranda moans as she grinds harder.
“Yes, baby, let’s get you fixed up, huh?”
“Uhh..hh..hhhh…” Miranda moans as her resurgent orgasm contracts through her lower belly and has her clenching forward hard and digging nails into her husband’s shoulders.
*
The next morning Adin comes from his shower to get dressed for work just watching her in the bedroom mirror. He says nothing about what they decided the previous night. It’s in his eyes though, and it’s filling Miranda completely and tingling all through her as she lies there naked in bed.
Miranda goes through the motions at work that day, sharing Sienna’s excitement for their plans the next weekend but not mentioning the life-altering event she can’t stop playing out in her head. She knows it’s going to be Wesley and the powerfully built guy Simon. She can’t picture anyone else and doesn’t need to.
That night Adin works late in the spare room on his computer, catching up on something for work. When he comes to bed, he just pulls Miranda into his arms and cuddles her to sleep.
On the Tuesday, Sienna stops by after work for a coffee and Miranda decides to confide in her.
“So, I have some interesting news,” she starts.
“Oh yeah?” Sienna actually needs to pull up and listen, as she’s been raving for two days about how Paul has turned into a sex fiend.
Miranda puts down the spoon she had been stirring her coffee with. She blushes as she looks up and at her friend. She takes a breath. “We’ve decided to go further with other men….” She expels the breath she’s holding. “To let some of them have full sex with me.”
Sienna is staring blankly. “Full sex? As in…?”
Miranda nods. “I’m so nervous about it.”
“Wow! Are you sure that’s a good idea? Was it Adin’s idea or yours?”
“Um – both…. Adin really wants it to happen though, and so do I.”
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