This story is told as it happened.

It began with our neighbors Tina and her husband Sam becoming friendly during the shutdown. First, it was outdoor chats over the fence. Then barbeque traded back and forth on platters. And when the vaccines became available, we began to spend actual time together outdoors. Tina was a great guest and hostess, just like Emma. Sam and I were both a bit reserved and grumpy.

As quickly as things opened up, Sam got back into his passion for golf, and I got back to running trails and hiking with Emma and alone.

I didn't yet get it at the time that Sam would golf all day and often not turn up for dinner until mid-evening or even later. This often left Emma and me to have Tina ourselves well into the night. Having been shut in for so long, I enjoyed the chance to have two beautiful women to talk with. My enjoyment soon made me overlook many small things.

Looking back, I can now see the seduction of Emma.

One perfect Santa Barbara evening when Sam was actually home, Tina prompted him to invite us to their second home in Sicily. Emma agreed before I could even say that I needed to see if I could get the time off and figure out the costs. We were from very different places in the economy.

At Emma's urging, we found the time and money. Planning was also quickly done and dusted. We had so many miles on our cards after the pandemic that we could go first cabin for once.

I booked, and the girls went shopping. I did my nerd thing and dove into researching Sicily. Sam, as he did, disappeared into his world of golf and sunburns. I noticed that he was getting a bit fatter every month while Tina and Emma began working out with a trainer named Pam. They also worked on their tans. I was doing the same in a way; miles of hard trail running and ocean swims.

Emma was renewing her beautiful body, and I was the happy recipient. When she walked out of the shower one morning with a newly bare vagina, all I could do was drop to my knees and give her a giant orgasm to let her know how much I liked her evolution.

Soon enough, and far too quickly, the morning of departure arrived. I loaded the car for the drive to LAX while we waited for the dog and house sitter.

Tina called Emma to let us know that they were taking Sam's family jet and would send someone around for a pickup. Also, a car for us to use, so we didn't need to worry about anything other than showing up.

A few photos were attached to the text, but Emma didn't show them to me. She said they were outfits that Tina had in mind for the evenings. I didn't think too much and really didn't care. It was going to cost us almost nothing to have this month together, and even if it went wrong, a 'plan B' would be pretty cheap.

LAX to Rome was a nice quiet flight. Emma mainly slept while I read a book. We arrived almost too late to make our next flight and needed to scramble to make our connection.

DaVinci is, as always, the same weird rundown, and modern airport that it always has been. We had to hustle across the entire grid to get to our gate! Absolutely on the other side of the airport.

The doors closed as soon as we sat down, and I felt the collected eyes of the entire plane focus on the back of my head. It was a tough moment; the feeling that we had stolen minutes or hours from precious holidays.

We landed in Sicily and were soon met by a driver who had already magically retrieved our luggage. We were quickly driven away as if there wasn't a car on the road.

We arrived at a place that I can describe as a castle. It was a lovely old stone villa that his parents' money had restored to a paradise, sitting high above a small coastal village. Even being from Santa Barbara, these views were like nothing I could have expected.

I was excitedly telling Emma how amazed I was when she said back to me, "Tina had been sending me pictures. It gets even better."

A meal was waiting for us on an outdoor table when we walked out to see the view from the patio. It was more than my jetlagged head had expected. The food was perfect, paired with local wines that matched every taste. Sam was acting in a way I had never seen him before. He, for once, was seemingly happy and relaxed.

His family name carried a lot of weight here. He made sure that we knew it throughout the night. We ate and drank, happy to start our vacation. Around midnight, Tina and Sam excused themselves for the night. They promised to have instructions about what was possible available in the morning.

We took a walk after dinner to relax and unwind from the flight. Then we went to bed.

In the morning, Sam was already out when we got up. "Golfing is all he does," was how Tina explained it. This would be a daily ritual for Sam.

At breakfast, Tina dropped a few maps in front of us and told us about her vacation routine. She had been here many times. Tina explained her day's duties with the house, shopping lists, and staff tasks, which ensured a perfect time, then asked what could be done for us. She even invited Emma to go along on different outings so that I could do other things on my own.

As a way to describe her, Tina is younger than Sam by a decade. She is very energetic, fit, and sexy in a very forward way. Emma seemed to curl under her while she spoke.

Tina's understanding of the towns and markets was almost perfect. She had recommendations for the best beaches, cafes, and wineries. She seemed to know all the running trails and the names that I would need to drop when I was crossing private fields.

In fact, Tina was the perfect hostess.

Perhaps too perfect.

In our first week, we put her advice to good use and always invited her along. A couple of times, she joined us, but usually, we were on our own. Even halfway around the island, we could use Sam's family name, and it opened every door we came upon.

As it was, Tina was always on the go, and we would sometimes cross paths. I took it as a sign that our explorations were going well. However, when we did cross paths, she always was with a few beautiful local young women which seemed upset and arose Emma.

Emma was soon very charged up. She wore fewer and fewer clothes and had begun to openly flirt with women in the places where Tina had directed us. Something had moved in her, and it took me a bit too long to understand that it was her lust for Tina.

We enjoyed the beach and the nightlife. Mostly the two of us and occasionally with Tina. Sam would show up after golf sometimes, usually drunk and sunburned. But what was normal was hearing him stumble around late in the night while we were having vacation sex.

One morning we got up early for breakfast and headed out to a beach that Tina had recommended with a perfectly packed basket for lunch that was always ready by the door.

While having our first coffee in the kitchen, we were entertained by the sounds of a glorious fucking. Giggling together and wondering if we were this loud, I questioned if they could hear us too. In my imagination, Sam was finally sober enough to give Tina a proper seeing to.

We finished our coffee quietly, packed the car, and headed out to the coast. The drive was beautiful. The beach was even better than described. By now, Emma was in full Sicily mode and went naked once we were on the beach.

The day was perfect. The water was crystal clear and warm. We had our sunshade so that we could keep ourselves warm and sunny and still not burn. We swam and dried ourselves several times. I used the privacy of our shade to bring Emma to several orgasms.

We soon heard some noise which was a group of women. All young and beautiful. Naked as well. They set themselves up by the water. As they frolicked in and out, I became aware of a slightly older and equally beautiful woman among them.

It was Tina.

Instantly, Emma saw her too and said that she was going out for a swim and would be back soon. So I settled back and watched as Emma, in her naked beauty, waded into the water, straight to Tina. They embraced and exchanged kisses. They talked and caressed each other for a while. Soon they joined the other girls in playing and splashing.

I hadn't yet understood that this was a planned meeting.

Emma came out of the sea back to me a while later. Excited, flushed, and wet. I had seen her involved with all the play, and she was clearly aroused by the interaction. On our drive back to the house, Emma insisted on pulling over and having a fuck. I did not argue.

Once there, I unpacked and headed to our room for a shower. As I was getting out of the shower and reaching for a towel, I noticed Tina and Emma kissing. When Tina heard me, she turned and walked away. Emma slowly pulled her robe back over her naked body. I could see her arousal.

"She was inviting us to dinner at her private club," is what Emma stammered. In spite of her clear, near-orgasmic state, she persisted in her telling. "Sam isn't coming tonight, and it's kind of a girl's night thing."

I asked Emma if she would like to go with Tina alone. I got a hot rough kiss for an answer. I could taste the flavor of a pussy that I hadn't yet known.

Later that evening, while choosing what little she was planning to wear for the night, I asked her just who she was planning to fuck. "You, silly... eventually." She playfully pushed me back on our bed and began to give me the best blowjob I had ever had. Wiping her lips and smiling down at me, she told me that she would tell me everything when she got home. Grabbing my flaccid cock she told me, "Be up when I get back."

And I resolved to wait.

Much later that night, while I was waiting for the ravaged embers of my wife to return, Sam rolled in. I was dozing and thought it might be the girls. Someone was shoving him into the house unkindly. He was very drunk, as he usually was, and very sunburned. He didn't seem to know his way around and was soon pissing in the hall closet. I sat back and waited for him to stagger off to bed.

I laid myself back down and fell back to sleep.

About two hours later, I woke to the soft yips that I knew very well. Emma was warming to a huge orgasm. I quietly walked into the living room to see her on her back, with Tina eagerly fucking her. Emma, with her legs over Tina's shoulders, had her top pulled back while Tina bit her nipple as she fucked her with a large strap-on dildo. With her legs dangling around Tina's neck, Emma tugged Tina's ass forward.

They both exploded in orgasm, and I quietly walked back to our room to wait for Emma. She appeared much, much later. Sweaty and naked, she crawled into bed on very shaky legs as quietly as she could and fell fast to sleep.

In the morning, I got up and made coffee, and brought it into the bedroom. Emma didn't stir until I started to lick her red and swollen pussy. Starting with her clitoris, I gently worked my way to her lips and brought her to the orgasm that woke her up. I told her that I saw them fucking and asked her to be honest and tell me about the evening.

She told me that Tina had told explained to her before the trip that she was into women and that we were being invited because she wanted to take Emma as a lover. That they began having sex before the trip was just a warm-up to what Tina was expecting from her.

I wasn't quite prepared for this information, having been kept from me. I felt angry about the deception surrounding the trip's invitation because I thought that we were open with each other. I let her know that I was really pissed off and was going to take a day to think about a betrayal of our trust.

Emma shocked me by laughing at me and telling me that my cock told the real truth. And she was right.

She said that she felt I already knew that Tina was fucking her. She reminded me that I told her that her pussy was wetter and more open when she came home from 'going to the movies' with Tina. That I had pulled her into my mouth and happily sucked her wet and used cunt. That I had been so excited by her stretched pussy, and that I came so quickly when she said that she had used a very big dildo earlier.

She laughed at me about me being upset. She reminded me how I was always ready to go when she came home with pussy on her breath.

Laughing at me, she asked how I hadn't noticed tasting Tina's pussy sooner when we kissed. Again she was right that I had. And yes, I was always ready. Tina had no small part to play in my thoughts. Emma told me I should just let it play out over the next couple of weeks and see how much fun we could all have. And I did.

We had a lot of fun. Tina was as quiet as a cat coming in and out of our room. Sometimes I woke up to lips on my cock or fingernails gripping my arm while Emma or Tina were making each other cum. Our nights out were equally amazing as we were included in Tina's knowledge of the adult nightlife around the island.

One night on the drive back, I asked Tina if I could fuck her before she fucked Emma. She told me no. She had to honor her prenup agreement with Sam. Tina said that she was not allowed to have sex with another man, or Sam could take away his support.

Tina became upset. She said that this is always when things get difficult. Tina reminded me that she had already crossed the line many times by giving me blowjobs. And that I had taken her ass twice. Any of these things, if caught, would ruin her life. But what she said next rocked me.

She wanted to fuck me while Emma sucked my cock.

Tina told me that she and Emma had talked about it. They were both very excited by the idea. I said that I needed to think about that, and we continued the drive in silence.

We got back to the Villa in time to see two men dragging Sam into the house from a cab. Once he was inside, they then dumped his golf clubs and stuff at the door and then drove off.

After the drama of Sam's arrival and us lugging him off to bed, Tina later walked into our room in an open robe wearing a large dildo that I remembered from her fucking Emma and holding a bottle of olive oil. "Sam is out for sure for the night. Let's live it up!"

We poured the oil on each other, covering every inch of ourselves, and began our night of pure sex.

After fucking Emma's ass while she rode Tina's dildo. I licked Tina's sloppy pussy clean. The girls laid me out and focused on my cock and ass. It was incredible. Two mouths on my cock, four hands plundering my balls and rimming my ass. Emma straddled my face and lowered her pussy over my mouth while Tina slowly worked her cock into my ass. After the searing pain of surprise, she brought me to two giant orgasms. I came hard enough that it was dripping off Emma's breasts and in Tina's hair. Finally, we all fell asleep.

The next morning, I walked into the kitchen to get water and make coffee. Sam was sitting at the table with a weird smile on his face looking at his laptop. "She always fucks the husband, eventually. I have enough tapes of it to know. Emma was one of the quickest to hand hers over. You took it like a champ, boy. Now you will need to do whatever she wants, or you will end up like the rest or worse, like me."

The last two weeks, we didn't even think about Sam. We just fucked whenever and wherever we wanted. Emma asked us to leave a few days early so she could close the house and talk to Sam. We headed to the coast for a few nights together. The closer we got to leaving, I could feel that Emma had something to tell me.

As we started to descend for landing, Emma looked me in the eyes and told me that she would be Tina's lover and that they would be coming and going to each other's beds whenever they wished.

I had some thinking to do. We had some planning to do.