Courtney called me at work to let me know that, for once, she had been trolling around on the swinging website without me, and had received a message from Brad asking if we were free to meet them in a couple of weeks. A couple of things came to mind. First, it was erotic thinking about Courtney poking around the site looking for potential partners. Second, I couldn’t wait to get to see Brad and Jo again!

Ah, Jo with her long, dark “coat peg” nipples, slender shapely body, languid Susan Sarandon smile and throaty laugh. Jo, who when tangled with Courtney, made a mind blowing yin and yang. Courtney’s pale, peaches and cream entwined with Jo’s sultry, dusky, olive skin was a stunning sight. Brad and I had simply stood back on occasion to admire them.

However, as neither were anything more than situationally bisexual, they would typically only tease each other for a bit and add zest to each other’s orgasms with us men. Jo’s longer dark labia were yummy to pull with your teeth and tongue and Courtney said, jokingly, that she had nearly choked on Jo’s long nipples at one point.

Brad was about six-foot-tall, had a ready smile, quick laugh, and a hard body from his physical work. Courtney loved his build and fit. His penis was, she said, perfect for providing a solid pounding; just the right length to not hurt, rock hard and straight as an arrow. Courtney was giddy with excitement relating his invitation for a romp.

“Baby, I have to get back to work,” I said, “but, it’s going to be hard, so to speak, not to keep thinking about them!”

“Where would you like to meet them?”

“I don’t know dear, how about we try a hotel with them this time and avoid any other couples jumping in,” I said referring to our unexpected six-way.

“Well, that was fun, but I do really want them all to ourselves!”

“Courtney, you are so greedy with our friends!”

The rest of the afternoon slipped by slowly as I dug through spreadsheets, wrote a short white paper, and struggled to push the waves of arousing thoughts to the back of my mind. Two weeks would feel like an eternity but the ever-building excitement would be sweet. It’s like knowing that you are off for vacation on Friday and you spend the entire week, in your spare minutes, dreaming of the fun to come. Well, like that but a hundred times over!

By evening Courtney had everything in hand. But, we didn’t have a second of privacy to talk as our kids had legitimate homework problems requiring good old Dad to relearn math he had long forgotten. Thank you Google! Dinner was taken in the living room around the TV and the kids went heads down onto phones while a sitcom babbled on in the background.

“Courtney, uh, did you get those plans firmed up?”

Immediately both kids’ eyes were on us. Was it the tone of voice that tipped them off?

“Well, Alex,” Courtney started casually, “we are good to go for next Saturday.”

“Ah, that’s a week earlier that I’d thought possible, not that I’m complaining!”

“Mom, are we going on a vacation?” One of the kids piped up. How in the world could he be tracking this conversation? He had a game going on a laptop computer and headphones on chatting with his friends. Further, he had his phone running some game app at his side where he could mess with it during lulls in his other game. The TV droned on in the background with canned laughter and Courtney and I were on the other side of the room!

“No dear, your father and I are spending a night out,” Courtney replied with a smile.

“So, is this one of those date nights where you guys dress up all nice and then come back looking like you’ve been running a marathon?” My elder kid looked at us too knowingly.

“I, uhm, your mother and I like to...,” I stumbled trying to find words.

“Your Father is trying to say that we do like to get out and work on keeping our relationship in shape. Just like your grades, at the beginning of your semester you have straight As but must work to keep them As. That’s what it’s like with marriage, on your wedding day you have a clean slate and straight As, then the work begins.” Courtney winked at me as both kids, now thoroughly bored, promptly ignored the rest of our conversation.

“I found a quaint country Inn about halfway between us. We will meet for drinks as they can’t make it for dinner.” Courtney grinned at me and in soto voice with sparkling eyes added, “and then we will fuck all night!”

My eyes leapt to see if the kids had heard, but they were immersed in multiple layers of virtual reality and were each chatting happily with friends from school about stupid teachers and upcoming assignments while lazily chopping through hordes of zombies.

“Alex, all you have to do is start giving them advice.” Courtney patted me on the leg and added, “I think a hot shower is in order; would you like to join me? There’s this one place only you seem to be able to reach!”

I leapt off the couch and offered her a hand. We slipped out of the living room and kissed passionately in the hall. My hand fell to her firm round bottom and I squeezed it loving the texture. Her hand grabbed the back of my neck and held the kiss tight. We stumbled upstairs and stripped off as we went. By the time we were in the bathroom we were down to our underwear.

“I had a hard workout not long before you got home,” Courtney said as she tossed her sports bra into the hamper. Her nipples were standing up and I loved the sight of her bending to turn on the shower.

“So, you are saying that I should wait for oral until it all tastes like soap?” I asked.

“Suit yourself, but I’m stinky!” Courtney stepped under the water and I got in behind her.

“I love a good shower!” I took the bar of soap and ran it down her wet back and then rubbed the soap around feeling her muscles work under her velvet skin when she reached up to adjust the shower head. I slid the soap down along the curve of her rump admiring how the roundness defied gravity through hard effort doing squats. I crouched and ran the soap down her legs, loving the back of her thighs, and falling in love again with the hollow and lines of tendons making the back of her knee. Her calves were made of marble and her muscles showed the defined split that only came with hours of work.

“Honey, you are exquisite! Now turn around.” She stepped carefully around to avoid slipping and I was face to vagina with her dripping lips. “Hmm, could us a bit of a shave.”

“No, you will just have to put up with that! I have a waxing scheduled for just before we meet Brad and Jo. Alex, my eyes are up here,” she added with a laugh. “Oh, and I really think you’ve soaped that part plenty, don’t you?”

“Well, it was really dirty!” I looked up her body past her beautiful round breasts to her playful eyes. Courtney leaned back and let water wash over her front splashing me.

“Well, then you will just have to check that all the soap is gone.” Courtney reached down and spread her clean lips for me splashing water everywhere. I leaned in feeling the hot water running through my hair and down through my beard. My nose pressed against her and my tongue found her burning vagina. I soldiered on through the slight prickle of her short pubic hair and lost myself licking around her fresh clean clitoris.

Courtney bent her knees slightly so to allow better access and I ran my hands up and down the back of her legs while spluttering for a breath. Then back in I went and Courtney grabbed my head grinding her vagina against me in a circular twist of her hips. She shuddered and held still while I held my breath and licked furiously through her quivering orgasm.

“That was good!” Courtney said while I gasped for air. “I could use another one when we get to bed. I suppose you deserve one too!”

“I wouldn’t mind!”

“We should find a hotel with a giant shower where we could play with Brad and Jo all together. Wouldn’t that be fun! Maybe one of those rainfall type shower heads and jets from the sides!”

“I know I’d drown for sure but would go to my grave happy.”

“I think you and Brad wouldn’t mind letting Jo and I soap up?”

The thought of the two goddesses lathering each other up was almost more than I could stand. My penis throbbed dangerously and I growled as I stood and turned Courtney away from me with the shower splashing on her back as she bent low for me to enter her from behind.

I thrust had and fast feeling added friction as Courtney’s natural lubrication fought to keep up with the sloshing water. She started shaking again and I rose to meet her intensity. With an inhuman grunting I held tight to her hips slamming into her as the water flew everywhere.

“Oh, do it! Do it! Harder!” Courtney gasped and I obliged by adding some speed to the thrusts.

“Here it is!” I moaned feeling the tightness in my stomach and pulse of fire drive out of me.

“Yes!” Courtney shuddered, her leg muscles twitching.

Being married for more than 20 years helps our orgasm timing. We are so attuned to the little signals that most of the time we can orgasm together. In fact, we orgasm together most times without even thinking about it. There are awesome sex benefits to long term partnerships!

We slept like babies that night and in the morning had another wonderful session. I was late to work by a bit but just really didn’t care. We had a wonderful week of stimulating anticipation ahead of us. Soon we would have a marathon sex session with some of our best friends! Brad and Jo would be feeling the same thoughts right now and having their own pre meet fantasies driving them crazy.

Anticipation sex is awesome!