I was very apprehensive the Monday after dinner with Julie and Paul, as Jim and I drove to work. He advised me not to say anything about the night unless Julie addresses it with me.

We stopped and got breakfast for me. Jim dropped me off, and I went to my desk to eat. Except for a couple of lights that are always left on, it was dark, as I sat there all alone, thinking.

A voice from behind startled me. It was Julie. She said, "I thought I'd find you here. I hope you aren't nervous about our dinner night. What we choose to do outside of the office has no bearing on our work situation."

I said, "I was very nervous about how things might change here."

Julie said, "Nothing will change unless you let it. By the way, Paul said he never got to fuck you."

I replied, "I hadn't thought about that. I sucked him off twice, but he never fucked me."

Julie said, "If you want, you will get the chance. Paul thinks you're very sexy."

Julie handed me a piece of paper. "Make sure you call Rudy as soon as possible, so he can make the arrangements."

I said, "I'll call him tonight."

I called Rudy and told him when we would be there. I asked him if he had a room, and why the reservationist told me they were booked.

He said, "I keep two rooms facing the ocean on the seventh floor just for special guests, and their friends. Julie is a very special friend."

The next two weeks seemed like a year. Julie gave me the Friday off before we were to leave, so I could prepare for the trip.

The experience of having my first sex with another woman never left my thoughts. With the taste and scent of her womanhood, still in my head, it was hard to concentrate on anything else.

I had to choose and freshen up the things I was taking to wear. Short shorts, halter tops, bikinis, tank tops, the outfit I wore our wedding night, and a short, sexy dress that buttoned from top to bottom. Only one pair of lace panties, and my sexy, nipple-baring shelf bra.

Jim was ready to go. He had already loaded his stuff into the car, including his golf clubs.

Jim got home at about four, and we were on the road by five. It was the end of April but was still cold. I wore short shorts, a halter top, sweatpants, and a sweatshirt. I was prepared for the change in temps.

It was a long drive; most of the roads were still two lanes, with no chance to flash truckers. I decided to get some sleep.

We hit I95 just before rush hour. The traffic was still light, so we were making good time. When we got below Richmond, Jim decided he needed to pull off and rest awhile. Jim parked in the rear lot, which wasn't busy. He found a spot where a tree blocked out the overhead light. The trucker's lot was right behind us, facing our direction.

I went to use the lady's room, it was kind of spooky, and no one else was around that early. It had gotten a lot warmer, so when I returned to our car, I opened the rear door and pulled my sweat bottoms off, and threw them on the backseat. Doing so, I pulled my shorts down, showing my ass.

I thought I saw a flash of light from behind, so I turned around and didn't see anything. I thought it must be from other vehicles pulling in. I didn't turn back around and pulled my sweatshirt off, and just like my sweatpants, I pulled my halter top up, exposing my tits.

This time I saw the truck almost behind us flash its headlights. I decided I would give him a treat. I pulled my shorts down, to show him my pussy. Three of the trucks flashed their lights. I returned to the front seat with a big smile on my face.

I rested my head on Jim and dozed off. We hit the road again at about six. The traffic had become much heavier. A lot of cars with some trucks mixed in. I decided that, as much as I wanted to flash the truckers, it just wasn't safe to do so.

We traveled quite a while before the traffic thinned out. I asked Jim, "Do you think it's ok now to take my shorts off?"

Jim said, "Hell yes, I've been waiting for you to take them off!"

I took them off but only untied my halter top from around my neck. I could pull it down when I wanted.

Not many trucks on the road on Saturday. A lot of cars, making it difficult to flash. We managed to catch a couple of trucks at a good time. I pulled my top down, showing them my tits. If they looked and smiled, I laid on Jim's lap. Spreading my legs, and parting my lips with my hands. They liked that.

We arrived at the hotel about three, a day early. I called Rudy from the pay phone in the parking lot and said, "We have arrived, and I know we are a day early. I wonder if the room is available today?"

Rudy replied, "The room is occupied until tomorrow, but I have a couple of friends who put people up for me in this kind of situation. Come in and see me."

We went inside and asked for Rudy. He came out about two minutes later. He was very nice-looking, and about forty, I guessed. He introduced himself and took us back to his office.

Rudy said, "One has family in, but the other will let you stay there. Only one thing, Glen is a nudist. He's straight. He doesn't care if you want to stay dressed, but he will be nude around the house."

I looked at Jim, and he nodded yes. Rudy called Glen and told him we'd be there in a couple of minutes. He only lived two blocks down the street. Rudy gave us directions, and we headed over.

His house was surrounded by a privacy fence. Jim and I discussed if we wanted to be nude out of respect for Glen. We decided to wait until we met him to decide.

Glen answered the door, in all his glory. We introduced ourselves, and Glen asked if we wanted a drink after our long drive. We accepted his offer, so we could sit and talk, to see how he was.

It didn't take long for Glen to make me laugh. That was a good sign. Except for him being nude, and he was a nice-looking nude, we were very comfortable around him. I especially liked the look of his cock. After we finished our drinks, Glen showed us to our room.

He asked if we were hungry, as he hadn't eaten yet. We told him we hadn't eaten yet either. Glen asked if we like pizza. There is a place not too far away that delivers. We said that's fine, just no fish. Glen laughed. I'm with you on that one.

Glen left, telling us that there were towels in the bathroom vanity.

Jim and I took a shower, me first. I decided to stay nude. Jim came out and saw that I was still nude. "I see you've made your decision." He said, cupping my breast. I said, "I made my decision when he opened the door, and I looked down at his cock."

We went to the window and could see the ocean. There was a door leading out to a small deck. I ventured out nude. The ocean breeze felt good on my naked body.

We went downstairs, and Glen looked at us, saying, "I'm glad to see you decided to join me."

His doorbell rang, and he said, "The pizza is here. Cindy, why don't you let him in? They always send the same young man. Let's give him a surprise this time. The money is on the table by the door."

I looked at Jim. "Go ahead," he said, "it will be the best tip he gets all night!"

I walked over to the door and checked the peephole to make sure it was the pizza man. I opened the door, and I thought he was going to have a heart attack. He just stood there, staring at me, and not saying anything. He put the pizza on the table, and I handed him the money. As he left, I gave him a big hug. Jim wanted him to get the best tip.

Jim said, "Why did you hug him?"

I said, "I wanted to make sure he got the best tip all night."

Glen asked if we wanted to eat outside on the patio by the pool. I didn't know he had a pool. We said sure, and Glen said follow me.

Through some sliding doors to the backyard was a nice pool and patio. It was completely enclosed by a privacy fence, with a gate leading to the beach.

Glen set the pizza on the table and asked us what we wanted to drink. He said, "Busch beer and Lambrusco are in the fridge." As he walked towards an outside bar, we both asked for a beer.

Glen sat down and said, "Well, what do you think of my little retreat?"

I said, "I didn't even know you had a pool. I didn't see it when we looked out the back door."

"I built this place like that. The pool is heated, and I keep it at 85 degrees. There is a jacuzzi at one end, and it's very relaxing if you'd like to try it."

"Maybe later, I'd like to walk the beach, and get some sand between my toes."

We finished the pizza and beers, then went inside to dress for our beach walk. Jim had swim trunks, and I wore a tiny bikini, made with thin material. It was around seven, and the sun would soon be setting. Glen didn't join us, so we exited the gate to the beach. All you could see was sand in either direction. A pier stretched out into the water to the south.

We walked hand in hand down the beach, chatting about nothing. The warm sand pushing up between my toes. The sun was setting, but it still warmed my skin. We walked a long way, and it became twilight, so we turned back. The sun was dropping below the horizon before we returned to Glen's house. A chill filled the air, and I felt my nipples hardening against the fabric of my top.

Jim asked, "What do you think about Glen?"

"What do you mean?" I said. "He seems quite nice and is very hospitable. I am kind of surprised he hasn't touched me in any way."

"Do you want him to?" Jim asked.

I said, "I hadn't thought about it; I'm just surprised."

We returned to Glen's, and he was still by the pool. He said, "You guys look chilly, I turned the heat up in the jacuzzi, just in case you wanted to join me. I thought you might catch a chill in the night air."

Glen was looking right at my hard nipples, poking through the thin fabric of my top as he spoke. I knew if we joined him in the jacuzzi, he would end up fondling my tits, maybe more!

Before I spoke, Jim said, "We'd love to sit with you and warm up."

We removed our suits, and Glen led us to the jacuzzi. Jim got in and sat down, exclaiming, "This feels good." Glen entered and turned around to take my hand and help me in. He put his hand on my waist to steady me, as I was shaking from being cold.

I sat in the middle, a hot, naked guy on each side of me. I thought it doesn't get any better than this. Glen got out and returned with three glasses and a bottle of wine. I needed it. As he sat down, he positioned himself a little closer to me. We drank and chatted about life in general.

The first bottle was empty, and Glen went to get another from inside. Jim said to me, "I noticed he sat a little closer after getting the wine. His eyes barely left your perky nipples. I wonder if he'll sit even closer this time."

Glen returned with the wine. He sat a little closer, but not much.

He asked Jim if he wanted a refill, and Jim said sure. Glen reached across in front of me to fill Jim's glass, putting his other hand on my leg, very close to my pussy. That was the first time he touched me. I didn't react, and after pouring Jim's wine, he sat back but left his hand on my leg. I looked at Jim, and he looked at me, smiling, I knew he didn't mind. Jim loves watching me being played with.

I began talking with Glen about his house, and as I did, I turned toward him, just slightly opening up my legs. I rested my hand on his shoulder as I spoke to him. As he talked to me, he turned a little toward me. I could feel his hand inch up my leg, getting closer to my pussy, but not touching it. I glanced at his cock, and it was no longer limp; not hard, but not limp.

Jim spoke up, "Glen, we all know what you want. Go ahead. We don't mind"

Glen said, "I wasn't sure if you would mind. I usually wait for the female to initiate contact."

"Here you go," I said, as I put my hand around his growing cock, and started stroking it."

His hand went right to my pussy with no hesitation. His other hand fondled my tit, as he bent over to take my nipple in his mouth, then ran his tongue over it. It sent shivers through me. I was beyond horny since we arrived at his house, and I saw his cock. Glen soon found the depths of my vagina with his finger. Then a second finger. I was bucking with pleasure, as he manipulated my pussy.

Glen told me, "Sit up on the top. I want to taste your pussy as you cum." I did as he said, spreading my legs wide for him. Bracing myself with my arms. As his tongue worked my clit, I could feel my juices start to run down my ass. Then his tongue dove deeply into me; I couldn't believe how long it was. I felt his finger at my ass, and as I relaxed, he inserted it. I was getting finger fucked in my ass and tongue fucked in my pussy while I bucked wildly. I felt an immense wave of pleasure come over me, as I came and came, still bucking wildly. I collapsed on my back, completely spent.

I was looking up at Glen as he stood up in front of me, still between my legs. With one thrust, he buried his cock deep inside me and started pounding my pussy relentlessly. With one final hard push, he stopped. He stood there, not moving. Just shaking, and I could feel his cock pulsing, emptying its warm cum into my pussy. He fell on top of me, kissing and sucking my tits. The whole experience was amazing.

We separated, and I looked over to see Jim stroking his hard cock. With a look of amazement on his face, from what he just witnessed. I moved over to him and started licking his cock, and sucking his balls; before I gave him a great blow job. He filled my mouth with his cum, and I swallowed it all.

We all took a swim in the pool, then headed to our rooms for the night.

I awoke early. Jim always sleeps late unless he has to get up. I smelled the aroma of fresh coffee as I headed downstairs. I knew Glen was up, as I headed towards the kitchen. My pussy was swollen and sore from the night before. I hoped Glen wouldn't want to repeat last night when he sees me.

I went into the kitchen, and Glen had shorts on.

"Good morning Glen."

"Good morning Cindy."

"Glen, why the shorts?"

"My morning Beach walk."

"Want company?"

"Sure, but you can't walk like that."

"I left my suit by the pool last night. Bring me a mug of coffee while I put it on."

We headed out, it was still a bit chilly, and the sun wasn't up yet. I felt my nipples poking against the fabric, trying to get out.

As we walked, side by side, Glen said, "I can't get over how nicely your breasts move when you walk. I noticed it when you came down the stairs yesterday, and then at the pool. Those nice nipples are poking out just like last night."

I said, "When you opened the door yesterday, I looked down at your cock. I wanted it in my mouth; it looked so yummy. Then I couldn't believe the way you used your tongue on my pussy. I didn't know anyone had a tongue that long."

Glen said, "When I tasted your sweet pussy, I knew I had to fuck you and empty my balls into you. Your pussy felt so good around my cock."

I said, "Glen, my juices are running down my leg. I need you to suck my pussy now." I had seen an opening in some bushes we passed, and I took Glen's hand and led him to it. I took my bottoms off and laid down in the sand, pulling Glen's head to my pussy.

He licked my clit and stuck his amazing tongue into my pussy, working it like a finger. I orgasmed almost right away. I was so horny, talking about the day before.

Glen reached up and took my top off, dropping his shorts. He began fucking my tits. I licked the head of his cock as he thrust forward, tasting his precum dripping from his cock. He moved up on me and pushed his cock into my mouth and down my throat. He fucked my mouth with the same fervor he fucked my pussy the night before. He stiffened, and his cock started pulsing, filling my mouth. I sucked his cock wildly. I swallowed all but a tiny bit I felt on my cheek.

We got ourselves together and headed back to Glen's place. We used the outdoor shower to clean the sand off. Glen helped me with my tits, pussy, and ass.

We went inside, and Glen brewed more coffee.

I leaned over the kitchen table to get my mug. Glen reached around me, cupping my tits in his hands. I could feel his hard cock, pushing against my rear. I bent over the table and spread my legs. Glen then put his tongue in my pussy again. God, it felt good! He started to lick my ass hole, sticking his tongue in and rolling it around. I was ready for what I knew was coming. I closed my eyes.

He started pushing his cock into me. I felt the head enter my ass. I relaxed and pushed back hard, taking his cock into my ass. His hands were on my tits, and he started to pump me slowly. He picked up the pace until he moaned, and filled my ass with his cum. I felt it running down my legs.

I opened my eyes to see Jim standing there, smiling, his cock rock hard.

Glen moved aside. Jim moved behind me, putting his cock into my wet, cum soaked pussy. I didn't know how much he had seen, but I guessed it was a lot. It didn't take long. Jim filled my pussy with his cum. We went outside and showered.

Glen fixed breakfast, and we sat down to eat. Glen said, "I have a pool party with about ten to fifteen couples, once a month. This month's party is Thursday if you'd like to attend. There tends to be a lot of action between couples. Let me show you my game room. I don't think you've seen it yet."

Glen led us to a room at the opposite end of his house. A pool table, two large, round beds, a large massage table, and a wet bar were in it. Several couches were covered with the same type of washable throws in his living room. This was a party room! Everything you would expect to see at the Playboy Mansion was here.

It was getting time to check in at the hotel. We took a shower and told Glen we would think about his invitation.

Check back to see if we attended the party.