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In Search of the Final Freedom - 27
An Erotic Socio-Political Novel
By Pat Thomason (pat_tomason@hotmail.com)

***

Bonnie finds she is better known than she thought as a 
friend brings a friend for help. (MF, exh, oral, 
swingers, orgy)

***

Chapter TWENTY-SEVEN

January passed quickly. Bonnie was gone too much and 
told Amy that she could not keep up the pace. In 
January she had spoken in 14 cities. It was just too 
much. Though the Foundation was thriving, Bonnie was 
wilting.

On top of all that she had been to two of the 
organizing meetings of "Georgians for an Open Society" 
Magnolia LaCroix and company's new venture to combat 
the impending effort to roll back advances in freedom 
of sexual expression. Cooper was more involved, but it 
was just one more thing dragging on her time.

It wasn't that she didn't enjoy her work. She loved the 
speaking engagements. And adding lectures at local 
University's to her literary gave her more 
presentations per trip, and more polish to her 
delivery; but she was now away from home far more than 
she had agreed to. Something had to change.

She had been corresponding with Gayle in Minnesota 
almost on a daily basis and Bonnie thought it might be 
an answer to her problem.

"What if we contracted, with regional speakers," Bonnie 
reasoned. "That way we could get at this waiting list 
of speaking request. If we contracted regional 
representatives the cost would be minimal but we would 
multiply our presence." 

"And" Amy concluded "These requests for speakers will 
not keep, either we schedule soon or we likely loose 
the opportunity to reach those people."

She leaned back in her chair. "Yes, but we would need 
to pilot this with someone."

"And I think I have the one for you" Bonnie began and 
quickly told her about Gayle.

"Tell you what, you book her to come down for our next 
board meeting, and we'll let them meet her. I have 
enough discretionary spending power to do that. And we 
can go from there.

With that approved, Bonnie booked Gayle to come to the 
meeting the first Tuesday in March.

Bonnie's schedule impacted the whole family. Cooper 
took up most of the slack, but that began to stress him 
and he became irritable and rundown. Misty, also helped 
by driving Lamar around and doing most of the grocery 
shopping. That added to the rising stress of getting 
the yearbook ready in time for the printers all pressed 
on her and Bonnie was keenly aware of all of this.

It had been planned that the week of February 23rd 
would be an off week. Bonnie had accrued a full week in 
comp days for her travel in January and the February 
and Amy wanted to keep her from getting stale in her 
presentation, so when Bonnie returned home on Saturday 
the 21st she had until the first of March at home.

***

The local paper, The Sparta Harold, was published on 
Tuesdays and Fridays. As with most rural papers it was 
devoted to local news: births, deaths, arrests and 
local politics. For larger stories the Atlanta 
Constitution was available everyone. As could be 
expected the editorial position of The Harold was very 
conservative. And routinely articles decried the low 
morals of young people and "Yankees". 

When the first photos from the nude beach surfaced 
there had been a letter to the editor attacking local 
ministers for not attacking the degenerates that use 
the internet to corrupt the young people of the county. 
Though the letter was signed "Citizens for Morality" it 
was assumed by Bonnie that Margo had written it. She 
was rather surprised that the issue died so quickly. 
The Friday paper came out when Bonnie was still out of 
Town and Cooper never even looked at the Herald. So it 
was Saturday afternoon when Trisha came bringing Byron 
to spend the night with Lamar, she showed Bonnie and 
Cooper the article.

Cooper and read it twice to make sure he got what was 
being said, and implied.

It was actually two articles. One was an AP wire 
article about the national trend for teens to use the 
internet and their cell phones to exchange sexual 
messages and photos to each other. It discussed a Jr. 
High in Texas that had confiscated dozens of cell 
phones containing nude photos that 13 and 14 year girls 
had sent their boyfriends. As was the habit of the 
press, it was generating a storm over extreme cases to 
sell papers. 

The second article was as local follow up on the 
national article. In it the writher specially referred 
to an under-age honor student at Jeff Davis High that 
had nude photos posted on several internet sites. It 
also had a vague reference to parties where teen sex 
was encouraged with free condoms for all the party 
goers. Further the article questioned why law 
enforcement had not become involved or the school had 
not taken action. The article concluded with a warning 
to parents to monitor their children's behavior and 
associations. 

"If an honor student from a prominent family could be 
led into such actions, every child is at risk."

There was no doubt that the article was referring to 
the Campbell's. What was not so obvious was why the 
article pulled its punches and didn't name names. 
Surely the people in the paper were aware of a local 
couple actively leading a national campaign aimed 
squarely at the restrictive morality of the old south.

One answer was that the newspaper's owner was an old 
friend of Cooper's late father. Another possibility was 
that the small paper didn't want to do battle with 
national foundation over what was ultimately not a 
local issue. In the end the article was another warning 
that the activities of the Campbell's would not go 
unnoticed by the local morality police forever.

On Wednesday, Misty texted her mom asking if she was up 
for a dip in the hot tub with Rebecca and Samuel after 
school. Bonnie had not been exactly dreading this, but 
had been actively putting it off. For over two months. 
It embarrassed her that she had ever told Misty's 
friend that she would have sex with him after he turned 
18. Oddly since she'd been having sex with many new 
people over the past year she was more in control of 
her sexual desires while at the same time having more 
fun in bed (with Cooper and others) than she ever had 
before. 

When she had promised Samuel, she had been far to 
aroused to think clearly. She had considered just 
telling Misty to tell her friends it was a mistake, but 
like Misty was finding, easy sex does not mean all 
choices are easy.

She texted back "4:00".

At five till four Bonnie stepped in to the hot tub. She 
set the jets to full and relaxed in the bubbles. She 
heard the patio door open, but did not open her eyes, 
she just sat still as if she was asleep. It was easier 
and less embarrassing for her, and probably the kids 
too if she just pretended she didn't know they were 
there. Only when the first foot disturbed the water did 
she half open her eyes. 

"Hello." She said in a sleepy voice to Samuel as he was 
just stepping into the water. She could not help but 
notice his full erection as his torso slipped beneath 
the bubbles. She also could not help but notice he had 
filled out nicely over the past six months since she 
had seen him naked.

Rebecca was right behind him. She had also matured, 
more full and woman like (as opposed to gangly and 
teenage like).

"I'm sorry its taken so long to get together Samuel. 
I'm sure Misty has told you about my schedule."

"Thats OK, Mrs. C, Rebecca couldn't have come if we'd 
done it on my birthday."

Bonnie thought about telling them to call her by her 
first name, but something in her head told her not to. 
There weren't many taboo's left in her world to have 
the thrill of breaking. So why spoil this one by 
pretending these where just any other play partners. 
Though this was technically legal, it still had the 
excitement of being forbidden and she internally 
admitted to herself, this would be fun.

They had taken the seats across from her. There was a 
lull, and an uncomfortable silence settled in.

Bonnie sat up straight so her breasts just cleared the 
water, "Here Rebecca you sit here." She said pointing 
to the seat to her right "And Samuel, you sit here" 
motioning to the seat to her left, which was actually 
not next to her but at a right angle to her in the 
eight person hot tub.

"I haven't really talked to you guys in months. How is 
your senior year going?"

When that didn't elicit more than a cursory response 
she asked "And how is the EruoClub's effort to promote 
public nudity and free sex at Jeff Davis doing?"

This was more successful as Rebecca quickly answered 
"I've been doing my part."

"You have? Tell me about it?"

"Well, I seduced Miriam Blackwell and now she tells 
everyone she's bi"

"You are bad" Bonnie mocked.

"And Samuel and I had a threesome with her a couple of 
weeks later, and I also did a threesome with Annette 
Powell and her boyfriend when Samuel was at work one 
night."

Samuel added "And we did it in front of everybody at 
Connie Maxwell's' Christmas party. They were so freaked 
out."

"And I gave Samuel head during a pep rally."

"I was sure we were going to get caught," he said, "I 
still can't believe we didn't."

"You two have been almost as busy as me," Bonnie said.

"Almost?" Samuel asked "What have you been up to 
promoting free sex and public nudity through the FFF?"

"More than I have time to tell."

"Aw come on Ms. C!"

Bonnie hedged a bit more before saying "OK, for 
instance I did a presentation just outside Tampa Bay a 
few weeks ago. Like often happens the organizers took 
me out to dinner and they inevitability want to talk 
about open marriage and things like that. So I was out 
with this very nice middle aged couple and a younger 
woman who had been my hostess for the trip. Like you, 
they wanted to hear some stories of my travels and as I 
told them it was clear they all were very interested. 
So after dinner I suggested we all go to my hotel room. 
My hostess, it turns out is married with two young 
children, but she was the first to say yes, and the 
older couple after a short conference in private 
agreed." 

"So we went back to my room and got naked and messed 
around. It was lots of fun, but routine for me. For 
them it was obviously a wild night they would not soon 
forget. OK, now tell me about one of your trysts."

The two teens looked at each other then Rebecca said, 
"Well, over Christmas break we met up with Samuel's 
cousin Elijah down in Dublin. We just hung out all day 
and of course Samuel and I were being our exhibitionist 
selves all day. I flashed my tits right in Burger King 
we were all over each other in the back of Elijah's old 
Taurus. All this time you could tell although his 
girlfriend was not, hostile, but not used to how we 
act. 

"I guess it's kinda like what you do. We had gone out 
to the pond on the side of their property and we were 
just talking and I was messing with Samuel outside his 
pants. As you can imagine when he gets hard in his 
jeans, it becomes pretty obvious how well endowed he 
is. So I make some comment about how I love to see 
girls squirm when they first see him. Then I told about 
Samuel doing it with Miriam and how she squealed when 
he pushed it all the way in. Ruby, Elijah's girlfriend, 
decides I'm giving them a load of shit and so I told 
her I'd seen him do most of my good friends at least 
once."

So I say "You don't think I'd let him do you?" she says 
that she would jump his bones in a minute if she didn't 
think I'd beat her ass. So I ask Elijah if he wants to 
see Ruby do it with his cousin, but I already knew 
Elijah wanted to do a foursome, so he says its fine 
with him and I proceed to pull Samuel's dick from his 
pants. Like most girls, at first she just stares, so I 
tell her to put up or shut up, just holding his dick 
like this," she said and moved across to the hot tub to 
sit by her boyfriend and grabbed Samuel's penis and 
waved it, under the water at Bonnie.

"So what happed?" Bonnie asked.

"She stalls by asking if it hurts when he's in me. I 
told her I love it, but I know for some girls its just 
to big. Then I again pressed her to put up or shut up. 
She looks at Elijah, then at Samuel then back at Elijah 
before pulling off her pants, squats over Samuel and 
lowers herself down."

"At first I thought she was just going to put it all 
the way in to show she would, then get dressed again. 
She goes down on him, looks at me like she was saying 
'see I did it, then I see her thinking she adjust 
herself a little, then I saw her decide she liked that 
and moves around for a minute the starts going to town 
on him."

Samuel, who's hand had drifted over to Bonnie's beast 
added "And, so I suffered though Rebecca's experiment."

"Oh, yea, I saw how much you suffered. So much I bet 
she waddled for a week." Rebecca shot back.

He only grinned. She finished the story by saying 
telling about doing Elijah while the other two were 
busy.

The three sat back and relaxed. Bonnie' hand joined 
Rebecca's on the plenty-for-two penis. 

In the house Misty sat in the game room, the vertical 
blinds open just enough to keep an eye on the goings on 
in the hot tub as she watched Sponge Bob. She wasn't 
voyeuring per se, but she was curious what her mom 
would do, so from time to time she got up from her 
favorite easy chair in the game room and peeked out to 
the hot tub. For the longest time they just sat there 
talking. Sponge Bob went off and nothing but talk. It 
wasn't until the first commercial break of Zoey 101 
when she peeked, she saw her mother sitting on Samuel's 
lap. "So she did it after all," Misty said to herself 
before sitting back to watch the rest of her show.

When Zoey went off she figured they should be about 
done so she opened the sliding glass door and exited to 
the patio. It was cool outside, but not cold. Misty was 
fine in her sweater. Stepping up on the platform that 
surrounded the hot tub, Misty said "Well, how things 
going?"

In the water, it was now Rebecca who was sitting on 
Samuel's lap, and Bonnie sat close by, evidently 
playing with his balls with one hand while her other 
was busy in her own lap.

"Just fine" Bonnie told her daughter. "Do you need 
something?"

"No, just seeing how things are coming along."

"No one is cumming yet, but I'm sure we will all do so 
soon enough." Bonnie answered in a cheery voice.

"That's not what I meant!" Misty said and turned to go 
back in.

Bonnie didn't add anything more before Misty when in. 

Rebecca said "She just wanted to see what we were 
doing."

Bonnie agreed and they continued what they were doing.

Misty when inside and plopped into her chair. She felt 
stupid for going out. She switched channels but found 
nothing to interest her, so she went upstairs to do her 
Literature homework assignment.

After ten minutes it was clear she could not 
concentrate. Why? Was she mad that her mom was in the 
hot tub with her friends? After some self-examination 
she knew it was exactly that. And why did it bother 
her? Because she was excluded. Those were her friends 
and they would rather be with her mom than with her. 
She knew that wasn't rational, but that was how she 
felt all the same.

So she sat and stewed, trying to talk herself out of 
being hurt and angry. She turned on some music and lay 
down on the bed. When she heard the back door open and 
the voices of her mom and friends in the house she 
almost didn't leave her room, but she didn't want them 
to know how she felt. She put on her best fake good 
attitude and went down the stairs. 

***

Later that evening, Bonnie went up to her daughter's 
room. She could tell, though she tried to hide it that 
Samuel's birthday present had upset Misty. She also had 
no trouble figuring out why. Misty was sitting at her 
desk, typing on her laptop. Bonnie quietly sat on the 
side of Misty's bed. Misty didn't even acknowledge her 
mother's presence. 

"I should never have told Samuel I would do that," 
Bonnie said to the back of her daughters head.

Silence.

"I thought about just telling him no, but I thought 
that would have been even worse."

Silence.

"I'm sorry. It is inappropriate to do that with your 
friends. It doesn't matter their age. I know that. I'm 
really sorry."

More silence followed by a quiet "That's OK, what's 
done is done."

"Should I have just told him I was wrong to promise him 
that and just not done it?"

Still not turning around Misty said, "No, that would 
have been even more irritating."

Bonnie got up and kissed the back of her daughter's 
head. "I love you."

She walked to the door. Misty looked up, "I love you 
too. Thanks."

Another lesson learned.

***

March turned out to be the busiest month yet for 
Bonnie. She was at a Libertarian Convention in Dallas 
on Thursday afternoon, with a reception and Q&A in the 
evening; on Friday morning she flew to Austin for a 
2:00 lecture at a graduate class University of Texas 
and an open lecture and panel discussion in the 
evening. Even after all her speaking this venue was 
intimidating as the hall seated over a thousand and it 
was filled. 

She was flown by one of the University's planes to 
Houston that night for a similar forum at Rice 
University starting at 1:00 the next day. For the first 
time she was surprised to see protesters at outside. 
Protesting HER. Clearly the protesters had no idea who 
she was for no one even noticed when she walked from 
the University's car to her the doors of the lecture 
hall. Rather they carried signs opposing pornography, 
adultery, homosexuality and fornication. 

The university representative explained that the local 
churches had heard about the content of her lecture 
from a news report on the Liberation Convention in 
Dallas on Thursday. 

"Well, I'm flattered. Someone noticed me."

By four she was on her way back to the airport. She was 
exhausted but it had been a very productive trip. Not 
only had she spoken to more people that she had ever 
done on a single trip, the protesters brought out the 
news media which gave them the most exposure they had 
received since New York. A particularly intrepid 
reporter for the Houston Chronicle offered her a ride 
to the airport if she would agreed to be interviewed on 
the way. He was young and cute, but she distrusted what 
he might write so she was very careful about what she 
said. 

He asked about the Foundation and its work and goals. 
He asked and about the art (though he had not been in 
the hall, he had read about its explicit nature).

She left him with several pieces of literature which 
gave the web addresses to her, the foundation's web 
site and to Amy's art web site. 

On the plane, she was very tired but very pleased with 
herself. She thought she's handled the series of 
lectures and panel discussions well. She had not been 
blindsided by hostility by either the moral 
conservatives or the equally narrow minded feminist. 
The reporter was a surprise, though she knew it should 
not have been. Amy had prepped her months ago for just 
such an event and she thought she'd handled it well, 
but it was hard to say.

***

On Tuesday morning she met Gayle at the Columbia (SC) 
airport in advance of her job interviews. The Columbia 
airport was much closer than the Atlanta airport to the 
FFF office in Augusta.

The plan was to spend the late afternoon with Amy to 
let her get a feel of the candidate, and then meet the 
board. Over the last month Gayle and Bonnie had talked 
several times a week and Bonnie had provided all the 
available written material resource material at the 
foundation's disposal. 

"You do understand" Amy continued the discussion that 
was now into its second hour. "That we are looking for 
representatives that not only can present our material 
well, but live our beliefs."

For Gayle, after she had just recently defended her 
doctoral dissertation, this was more a friendly 
discussion than an interview. But she did want to do 
well. Over the past months she had spent a lot of time 
on learning the FFF's position and the underlying 
philosophical underpinnings. She had always been an 
over preparer, and she was sure she had done an 
excellent job of summarizing the FFF position to the 
Executive Director.

"Oh, I agree." Gayle enthusiastically responded. "That 
is what makes Bonnie such a compelling speaker. Its not 
just words to her, its her life."

"And when you first heard her speak, how did you know 
this was her life?" Amy inquired.

Gayle had not prepped that question. She thought back 
to that night she met Bonnie. No, it hadn't been then, 
it was her presentation. It had been so believable. 
"Because the presentation. I've heard a lot of 
presentations of new ideas and I can tell the 
difference between those speakers who have passion for 
what they are saying and those who just recite 
information."

Amy nodded, "Yes, Bonnie is committed, but do you think 
the visuals supported the presentation."

"Certainly, the fact she without comment, apology or 
even blush had photos of herself as an interregnal part 
of the presentation gave it punch it would not have had 
otherwise."

Amy leaned back in her chair. "I agree. I was not going 
to use any of the photos of her, but when we put the 
presentation together she was sure that would convince 
the audience she was what she claimed to be."

Gayle knew where she was going with this. She and Orin 
had spoken at length about it. She also could tell that 
Amy was not going to ask her to sit, or rather, 
perform, for a painting and photos to include in the 
presentation. Amy wanted to know if she would suggest 
it for herself. She provided an answer for Amy's 
unspoken question. "Since meeting Bonnie, my husband 
and I have opened up to a lot of new things." She 
didn't know if she could ever be as casual about this 
as Bonnie was, but she would try. "We have come to 
believe in what the FFF is about and I would think if I 
were to start doing presentations for you, I would need 
to have photos and paintings of myself of a similar 
nature made to include in the slide show."

That was what Amy was evidently waiting to hear because 
she shifted to a new subject. "How much experience do 
you have in dealing with the press?" 

"Some, I have developed press releases for the Free 
Thinkers and have done a couple of interviews. 

"From what Bonnie told me we may finally be getting 
some press attention: protesters are a good start" Amy 
said with a smile. "Hopefully our Baptist friends will 
have a more organized protest Next Tuesday night when 
Bonnie presents at her alma-matter: Vanderbilt. If the 
reporter she spoke to Saturday, gets his story picked 
up we have a chance to increase our exposure 
significantly."

By five, Amy seemed to be convinced, as Bonnie was, 
that Gayle would be an asset to the team. "OK, Bonnie, 
why don't you take Gayle to dinner. Be back at 7:00. By 
then the Board will be ready to see her."

She took Gayle to Nanny's, a local, very Southern 
experience. Augusta due to the Savannah River Nuclear 
Site and the annual Master's golf torment was a 
progressive city, as rural Georgia went. As such there 
were a number of fine dinning establishments but Gayle 
asked for something authentically southern, so the came 
to Nanny's. In a converted home, it severed what t he 
locals called "Meat and Three" a meat dish such as 
county-fried steak and three vegetables such as 
collards and or fried okra. The atmosphere was, for 
want of a better expression, authentic, provided mostly 
by the colorful country locals who frequented the 
place. 

"My turn to show you local hospitality" Bonnie said as 
they sat down at the table. 

"This is the real south. The south I live in, not 
Atlanta or even Charlotte. Just regular people trying 
to live the way they have for generations." Leaning 
over to Gayle and whispering she said "Now you see why 
my task at home is so much harder than it is on the 
road"

"I think I understand," Gayle replied. "How do you 
think it went with Dr. Douglass?"

"Great, I told you it would be no problem for you."

"Thanks."

"And the meeting tonight, you'll really just need to do 
a little of what you did for Amy. They'll just go 
through the formalities; they'll do what she 
recommends."

"Which will be what?"

"For you to start by traveling with me the first month 
then, take off on your own. If I had my way, it would 
be faster, but that is the plan as of this morning."

"Thanks." Gayle replied "I would need to a few weeks to 
arrange my schedule in Minnesota."

"What does Orin think of you traveling a couple of days 
a week?"

"You know, I think he likes the idea of me being out of 
town a lot. That way he can spend more time with his 
real love?"

Bonnie gave her a puzzled look.

"His research. That's his mistress and I don't think 
I'll ever be able to compete with that"

Bonnie laughed out loud. "If that's as sexy as he gets, 
what will he think of you doing posing for Amy?"

"Its odd, he seems ambivalent about me and other men. I 
haven't told you, but have been dieing to tell 
someone." She paused and then lowered her voice "A 
couple of weeks after New Years when you and I began to 
email seriously about the idea of me doing 
presentations for your foundation"

"Our foundation," Bonnie corrected.

"That remains to be seen" She countered "But, 
whichever, I bring it up to Orin that it would be hard 
to be believable making those presentations if I didn't 
have the kind of openness in my lifestyle that you 
have. And just like he's working on a students research 
project, in his monotone voice he says that I'll have 
to bring someone home and try it out to see if I'm 
comfortable with it."

"Was that the response you were looking for?" Bonnie 
asked.

"Not really, I mean, yes I did hope he'd not object to 
me giving it a try, but, but I did figure he'd show a 
little interest. Object or encourage but something that 
showed he had on opinion about me committing adultery."

"What has he had to say about the night in the hotel 
with me?"

"Not much. I brought it up a couple of times but its 
like the whole thing embarrassed him. In fact, I'm sure 
now its that for all his surety in an academic setting, 
he is totally insecure about sexual things."

"Its not like he's incapable. He did a more than 
adequate job the night I was there."

"Oh yea, when its all there for him, he's more than 
willing. It's just that he is so afraid to initiate 
anything,"

"So, what did you do with his suggestion?" Bonnie 
inquired.

"After I got over his indifference?" She said with 
irritation "It took me weeks to think of someone to 
bring it up to. In the end I realized I should approach 
it as a student like Orin said. Since I was still 
technically a graduate student, I posted an entry in 
the University's graduate online community bullion 
board. I said a female graduate student would like to 
start a discussion and exploration group to pursue the 
issues brought up by the Final Freedom Foundation."

"How would anyone know what that is?"

"You underestimate the impact of your visit, or the 
speed in which new ideas move through the University 
community. Besides, you had a good number of graduate 
and undergraduate teachers at the conference because it 
was a local opportunity to get current topics in the 
philosophical discourse."

"So did anyone respond?"

"Yea, I set up a meeting in one of the library's 
conference rooms. Seven people showed up. We had a good 
discussion and have been meeting every other week 
since. At the last meeting we had 11 people."

"Wow. How what have they had to say?"

"Since these are all graduate students they over think 
everything, but there is some interesting perspectives. 
Especially from those who are not from North America. 
We have had a woman who is Polynesian and a couple from 
India who are regulars as well as several people from 
Europe. It has turned out better than I had expected."

"and what about your search for someone to bring home?"

"At the first meeting, I knew two of the people who 
came very well and one more casually. One of the ones I 
knew well, his name is Mike, is also a doctoral 
candidate and we have had classes together. I emailed 
him a couple of days after our first meeting and we had 
lunch on campus and, at the end I just out and out 
asked if he would like to come over that next Saturday 
afternoon for lunch and sex with my husband and I."

"And?"

"He came over on Saturday, we had spaghetti, and 
afterward I ushered Orin and Mike to the bedroom. They 
were both very nervous, but after I'd given them both 
head, pretty good head if I say so myself. They were 
all into it."

"How was Orin afterward?"

"He was so non-committal I had wondered if he was mad. 
But like two days latter he asked if I was just going 
to bring home guys or was I going to bring girls too? 
So, I decided he liked it but there is no way he's 
going to admit it."

"Cooper's sort of like that, I understand."

"I think that Orin doesn't want to seem like a macho 
pig so he won't tell me it turns him on." Then she 
grinned, "but as they say actions speak louder than 
words" and put one finger up like an erect penis. "That 
was in mid February, and I've had one other person over 
since, a guy from the Ukraine, but I gotta say he was a 
dud, in like five minutes he'd shot his load, dressed 
and left. He didn't come to any more meetings. Oh 
well."

"Its like that. But I've found the more experienced 
swingers are much better and pacing themselves." Bonnie 
pointed out "How will Orin be about you doing it if 
he's not there?"

"I told him that I would offer to have Amy paint and 
photograph me with other people for the presentation 
and he just said that he was behind me."

"I agree with your assessment that by having photos of 
me in the presentation it has given me credibility I 
would not have had otherwise."

"And shock power."

"That too."

***

Latter Bonnie took her to meet the board then drove her 
back to Columbia to stay at the Airport Hyatt in 
advance of her morning flight. There was no mistaking 
the sexual tension when she walked Gayle into the hotel 
lobby. Had it been other circumstances Bonnie would 
have invited herself into the woman's room, but as it 
was, as she thought it best to just shake her hand and 
tell her she would call tomorrow with the board's 
response, though Bonnie knew it was a forgone 
conclusion what the answer would be.

Bonnie was glad to be off all weekend and was happy to 
be at Church for only the second time in five weeks. 
Numbers of friends stopped her and chatted. She was 
mildly surprised that it appeared that everyone knew of 
her traveling for work, but Cooper was an elder and 
between him and her close friends who knew the true 
details of her travels, it was not unreasonable to 
expect that her absence would be queried about; and 
that there would be a vague explanation of her 
traveling for work. 

One of those who stopped her to chat was Ruthie 
Chandler, the adult daughter of Bud and Sally Chandler, 
close friends with the LaCroix clan.

"Could I call you this afternoon?" was the unexpected 
question she asked "I think you might be able to help 
me with a little problem"

"Sure, we should be home from lunch about 1:30" Bonnie 
replied, trying not to give hint of her surprise. To 
her memory she had not spoken more than pleasantries to 
Ruthie since she moved back to Sparta to take a job at 
Memorial Hospital two years ago. 

At lunch Bonnie and Cooper tried to surmise what Ruthie 
could possibly want, but they had dark suspicions it 
had something to do with the growing local resistance 
to Bonnie and Cooper's work with the FFF. 

At just before 2:00 Ruthie called.

"I have a close friend at work who is having martial 
problems." Ruthie explained "and the advice she is 
getting from her family and her pastor seems to be, 
well… dated. She was looking for a second opinion as it 
were; an opinion by someone with a less fundamentalist 
outlook. I told her that you went to our church and she 
asked me to see if you would talk to her"

Bonnie was taken aback. "How does she even know who I 
am?"

"Everyone in town knows who you are. You and Cooper are 
the biggest news to Sparta since In the Heat of the 
Night" She explained referring to the 1980's TV series 
about Sparta Mississippi, that had generated interest 
in their town by the same name. 

Bonnie was speechless. She genuinely thought her work 
was entirely outside of the notice of her small town. 
Sure she'd gotten some interviews by national news 
outlets and had even had a short article written about 
her work in the last issue of Esquire magazine. But all 
the efforts to promote her work and the FFF was still 
less than a drop in the Mississippi river flow of 
media. She wanted to ask how many other people had 
heard of her and her work, but she resisted. Instead 
she just said "I'd be glad to help if I can. Not that 
I'm a marriage counselor by any stretch."

"She's and her husband are separated and I'm not sure 
she's looking for marriage counseling as much as just a 
different perspective on marriage in general."

Still not sure what she could do to help she said "I'm 
off tomorrow and Tuesday, comp time for my traveling. 
Do you want to do lunch either of those days?"

"I'll call her and call you right back. Thanks, she 
really will appreciate this."

"Again, I don't know if I have anything to help her, 
but I'll be glad to talk to her."

A little later the phone rang again. Bonnie answered it 
assuming it was Ruthie again, but it was Trisha. 
"You'll never guess who called just a little while ago? 
Richard Ravenel!"

Bonnie searched for the name in her memory. Trisha 
jumped to fill her in "The man from Hilton Head two 
years ago- my first man after my divorce."

Bonnie remembered Trisha telling her the story, but had 
not remembered the man's name, only how she went on and 
on about the great sex.

Trisha continued "I don't know how he got my number, 
but he said he had been looking for me for over a year 
and wants to know if I'd like to go to Hilton Head with 
him."

Bonnie was at once both happy for her friend and 
concerned that she didn't know this man very well. 
"What did you tell him"

"I told him I'd think about it, but I really want to 
go."

"Did he give you a time?"

"He said I could pick the date, but he would like to go 
in the spring."

"Wow. Just be careful."

The phone began to beep for call waiting. "Sorry I gota 
go, this is a call I'm expecting, I'll call you back"

"That's OK, I'll see you at church." Trisha said and 
hung up the phone picked up the other call, it was 
Ruthie. The meeting was set for Monday at 11:30 at 
Capri's near the Hospital. Though she hadn't in the 
least been expecting this kind of request by someone in 
Sparta, she had become used to talking to people about 
relationships, particularly sexual issues in 
relationships. 

But Ruthie had given only the vaguest hint as to what 
her friend wanted to talk about. As she thought on it 
she decided that it must have to do with sex because 
what else would lead this woman, whom she didn't know, 
to want to speak with her?

Capri's was a popular, if not very good, Italian 
restaurant in town. She arrived at 11:15 but didn't 
have to wait long. Ruthie arrived with an attractive, 
very tall and full figured 25ish with auburn hair 
wearing Hello Kitty medical scrubs. Standing next to 
the nearly pixie sized Ruthie she seemed larger than in 
fact she was.

"Thanks for coming" Ruthie opened "This is Stephanie. 
She and I work together in the rehab department."

"Glad to meet you" Bonnie said extending her hand.

"I'm so excited to meet you" Stephanie said with 
obvious excitement. "I've read your interview and the 
article about you in Esquire. I can't believe such a 
firebrand lives here in Sparta." 

"I really didn't know anyone in town knew anything 
about my work." Bonnie said a bit embarrassed.

"I can't say about other people, but in our department 
your work has generated quite a discussion."

"Really?" Bonnie said in complete disbelief.

Ruthie chimed in "Oh yea. Ever since that Art show in 
New York where the painting of you and your husband had 
posed for that painting your name and your foundation 
have been opening up discussions at work that I never 
dreamed would happen"

This revelation genuinely pleased Bonnie and she wasn't 
embarrassed to say so but added "I thought the only 
discussion of my work here in Sparta was to condemn it 
as evil and anti-Christian."

"Oh, that is certainly the opinion of lots of people, 
especially my mother and her friends." Ruthie agreed.

"But," Stephanie continued "among the younger 
professionals, we have a less provincial view of the 
world, and though it would not be fair to say the 
majority agree with all your foundation is promoting, a 
majority are willing to accept the premise that in 
regard to sex, the old southern was is nothing but 
total and complete hypocrisy."

"Well I'm glad that I'm getting someone to rethink 
things." Bonnie said

Ruth took that as a cue to introduce the issue "That's 
why Stephanie wants your opinion. She thinks that what 
she is being told is, to put it bluntly, is crap. Crap 
being shoveled out to make the old people feel 
righteous, but does nothing to help her."

"OK, what problem? I'm not following."

Ruthie and Stephanie looked at each other before Ruthie 
said "She and her husband have split up. Though she 
wanted to work things out, her church and her family 
insists that he has to go."

"Let me be sure I get this," Bonnie asked "she wants to 
work out their problems but her family and church think 
she should leave her husband? You're not telling me 
something."

Stephanie nodded slowly. Ruthie continued "Its a long 
story but the end of it is that last week her husband 
was arrested last week at a park in Atlanta for…" she 
lowered her voice ".. .being caught having sex in the 
park… with a man."

Bonnie leaned back. Now it made sense. She looked at 
Stephanie and said "Why don't you tell me the whole 
story. I suspect that there is more to this than a 
simple indecent exposure arrest."

Stephanie nodded again. It took her a few moments 
before she began. 

"Gregg and I have been together, on and off since I was 
15. We dated all though high school. He was my first. 
Not just for doing it, but for, like, everything to do 
with boys and sex."

Bonnie had long resisted the tendency to use vague 
euphemisms so she asked "Your fist boy to have sex with 
you mean?"

Stephanie nodded.

Bonnie continued "And I guess the other is that he was 
your first for other things like feeling you up, oral 
sex and the like?"

Stephanie used words to agree "Yes, pretty much 
everything I did later in college with other guys I did 
first with Gregg"

"So you didn't stay with him in college?"

With a little more confidence Stephanie said "This is 
what happened. Like I said we started dating at the 
beginning of high school. Right off we went from making 
out, to blowjobs to screwing. And I don't mean just 
occasionally. We did it nearly every day and when we 
could sneak off we would do it for hours on end. And to 
be honest, though he was ready to go all the time, I 
initiated it as often as not. I loved it. I loved him." 
She got quite. "I always have loved him, and still do."

"What did you parents think of all this."

"Hell, for the longest time they didn't have a clue. I 
mean although mom and I fought all the time, I was a 
pretty good kid. Good grades, didn't dress particularly 
sexy, active in church." She laughed as she was getting 
more relaxed "I bet for that first year or two Gregg 
and I fucked more in mom and dad's bed than they did, 
but still I fed mom a line about me keeping my 
virginity until marriage. God, I hope I'm not that 
naive when my kids are teenagers." 

"That charade ended when mom came home sick from work 
and walked in on Gregg doing it right on the living 
room couch. It was quite a scene. I think she's hated 
him from that day on. She went absolutely crazy. 
Screaming, shouting, hitting Gregg as he tried to get 
dressed and declaring I was never to be alone with him 
again."

Bonnie commented "And let me guess you went right on."

"Hell yea. Mom and Dad took my car away and threatened 
to have me sent to a home for unruly children, but even 
if the sex wasn't the best thing in my life, which it 
was, I wasn't about to let them tell me I couldn't be 
with my boyfriend. Fortunately for me my focus on my 
grades came to the rescue. By the time all this came 
down I was half way through my Junior year and because 
of my SAT scores I was receiving tons of solicitations 
for colleges all over the country. They were so proud 
their daughter was being courted by top drawer schools 
it was hard for them to reconcile that with their 
threats to send me away."

"So what happened?"

"Because I was active in church and in the National 
Honor Society, and I promised never see him again, they 
gave me my car back after less than a week. After that 
I became very creative at squeezing out time my 
schedule to be able to see Gregg. And of course Mom and 
Dad both were at work till past 5:30 every week day so 
Gregg parked on the next street over and came and went 
through the back door. 

"We did our best to not leave any trace he'd been there 
but I'm sure Mom also became very good at not seeing 
what she did not want to see. I mean if she had wanted 
to catch us it would not have been that hard, and 
besides I was by then getting the pill from the health 
department. I don't think she was stupid, I just think 
she didn't want to confront me about my sexual activity 
while at the same time not willing to give me 
permission. So just playing ignorant was her solution." 

"All that time sneaking around and being naked with 
Gregg took some toll on my grades. I'm sure I spent 
more time having sex my senior year than I have at any 
time since. You see Gregg can get it up any time he 
wants and keep it up as long as he wants and many a 
time that has been once in the morning, once in the 
early evening and a couple of rounds before bed. I've 
never known anyone like him. But even with all my 
antics my grades were still good enough to get me into 
Emory."

"Impressive. Did he go to Emory too?" Bonnie asked.

"No, he was not that kind of student. He went to a tech 
school and has became an IT guy doing Novel networks. 
So he stayed in the Sparta area and I moved to Atlanta. 
Like so many of those cases, I got busy in my new world 
and he got busy into his. I made it home once a month 
that fall but after Christmas that first year we 
decided not to hold each other to exclusivity. I was 
sure he had not been celibate when I was out of town, 
but the fact is, that I had not been either, so with 
out saying it up front we had both been screwing around 
and there was no sense pretending the other should be 
waiting patiently for us to be reunited. I'm sure that 
is what led to the mess I'm in now."

Bonnie didn't comment but waited for Stephanie to 
continue.

***

Over the next years I had several serious relationships 
but each time when I came home I found myself in bed 
with Gregg and never could my other relationships 
compare to him. Gregg in the meantime also had many 
girlfriends and even a short lived marriage, but none 
of those events kept him out of my bed when I was in 
town. We have this magnetism to one another that 
nothing seems to be able to break."

"After I graduated and finished my internship in 
Atlanta I took a job at Sparta Memorial and less than a 
year latter we were married and I was very pregnant 
with little Jimmy, then a year after that I was 
pregnant with James. With Jimmy I'd done great, but 
James was a problem. I almost lost him twice and was on 
bed rest for two months before he came. After that he 
had the colic and in that hard year our sex life came 
to a virtual halt"

"One thing I'd learned about Gregg is that after a 
couple of days with out sex he became like an over 
heated boiler, the slightest touch sent him spewing. We 
had joked about it many times and when something had 
prevented us for being together for a day or two we 
nearly always opened with me giving him head, he'd pop 
once, I'd slurp it down, then we'd get down to business 
next and he'd be his wonderful, 'fuck till I can't 
stand it anymore' self."

She blushed deeply "I can t believe I just told you 
that." She covered her face with her hands "I've only 
told a few people that and I don't even know you"

Bonnie reached over and placed a hand on her forearm 
"Remember who I am, I talk about doing that kind of 
stuff in front of audiences of hundreds."
 
Stephanie relaxed and continued "Yea, but... Oh well. 
The point being that after only two days of celibacy 
Gregg became agitated. But over that year I could tell 
after a few days that agitation would come but then go 
away. I knew full well he was finding someone to 
relieve his stress. I didn't bring the subject up and 
by my deafening silence; I was in effect giving him 
permission to do what he wanted. And to be honest I 
felt both relieved that I didn't have to do it for him 
myself and guilty that I wasn't up to it. On occasion I 
even made oblique references to the fact I knew he was 
having sex. 

"Like one time he got home and when he kissed me his 
face smelled and tasted like he had just been down on a 
woman. The smell and taste brought back, for a moment, 
my natural response and I began to get turned on. So I 
tell him that if he tasted like that too often I would 
not be able to stick to the doctor's orders of 
abstinence. I guess he took that as permission, because 
after that I began tasting woman on his lips several 
times a month. I guess I should have been willing to 
talk about it, but I just couldn't bring myself to do 
that."

Bonnie sympathized "Its hard to break though that wall 
of what you feel you're supposed to say and do. But 
your right. If you'd talked about it then, it would be 
easier to do now."

"And perhaps" She mused "We would not be in the mess we 
are in now."

"And what mess is that."

"Well" she said swallowing "I was out of commission for 
over a year, post-partum, problem pregnancy, post-
partum again then fussy baby. In that time he was 
always sweet and attentive and repeatedly made sure I 
knew how much he wanted me and that when I was ready he 
wanted to get back to our old ways. Finally things 
settled down. We went from no sex, to occasional sex, 
to weekly sex but even after I went back to work it was 
so hard. Caring for two pre-schoolers, and working full 
time as a physical therapist at the hospital left me 
tired. I wanted more sex, but to be able to work our 
two schedules out so that we are both ready has been 
hard. And the fact that my mother still refuses to talk 
to him after all this time makes it worse."

I don't think he ever stopped doing other women, and 
from what he told me last week, he started doing men 
when I was sick simply because they were available. He 
said he is always the top, which means, the other guys 
give him head then he bends them over and does them in 
the ass. He said, and I believe him, that it was always 
just when he was agitated and he knew were to get his 
rocks off in the park. I told him I believed him, but 
that is just too much for me to accept and he agreed he 
wouldn't do it ever again."

"And did you talk about the women?" Bonnie asked

"No, thats why I wanted to talk to you. I told him 
would need some time to think it over. He's stayed in 
the Motel 6 since last Thursday" again she paused in 
thought "Am I so wrong that I can live with him doing 
other women; because I could. I've know all along and 
I'm used to it now. Other than that he's a great 
husband and father. But my family and now my church 
think he's a sick pervert that I should have nothing to 
do with." 

Bonnie looked intently into her eyes; eyes that were 
full of pain. "You can not make this decision based on 
what your family or your pastor or your church thinks. 
You must act on what is right for you. You and your 
family are what matter. I can't begin to tell you what 
your ultimate decision should be. But I can say that 
the first thing you need to do is to talk though all of 
this with Gregg. All of it, Just like you told me. 
Clearly sex has been very important to you two for 
years, and just as clearly it seems that you are not 
too hung up on the fact he puts his dick in other 
people. Does he know you were with other men in 
college?"

"...and a couple of girls. How do you think I knew the 
taste on his lips. But, oh yea, when we'd get together 
when I was home from school he liked me to tell him 
about what I was doing with my current boyfriend while 
he and I fooled around."

"So it sounds like he is no more jealous than you. So 
the only decision you have is what is more important; 
your relationship with Gregg or your relationship with 
your mother and church friends."

She sat thoughtfully.

"And" Bonnie continued "You mom has acquiesced once to 
sexual behavior she didn't approve of, why won't she do 
it again?"

Stephanie took some time before she said "I guess there 
has never been much of a decision to make. And maybe 
what I really don't want to admit is that I have been 
deciding that I don't want to wait until our schedules 
happen to align to have sex."

Ruthie interjected "Dr. Wilson?"

Stephanie nodded 

"Oh, yea, he's so hot." Ruthie elaborated "And I can 
tell he's got the hots for you."

"So, now you even have a starting point to talk to 
Gregg" Bonnie said "But if you choose the open marriage 
route you need to set some ground rules." 

"What do you mean?"

"Some couples only do it when the other partner is 
present, others don't have do that but insist upon open 
disclosure, especially if it is the same person on 
multiple occasions.

"What do you mean?" Ruthie asked, though she wasn't 
even married

"Well, like for Cooper and I it just means that we try 
to give the other at least a brief explanation when we 
do other people. As I'm often speaking to swing groups 
or other open minded people I have sex with at least 
one person on most of my trips. Sometimes I call him 
before, sometimes after and if I'm in a mean mood I'll 
call him on my cell right in the middle. But I would 
never have sex on the sly, and he doesn't do it either. 
Now in his case, he mostly does it with our friends"

"From church?" Ruthie asked somewhat incredulously.

"Sure, but I won't betray their confidence by listing 
who exactly" Bonnie said

He eyes remained wide but said, "I'm sure I could 
guess, there have been rumors about your pool parties."

"You probably could figure it out," Bonnie agreed. "And 
safe sex is a must. And for you I guess multiple forms 
of birth control. The advantage of a hysterectomy is I 
don't have to worry about pregnancy."

Bonnie could tell that although they'd been talking 
sexual issues all though lunch, her casual discussion 
about doing other people appeared to have taken then 
aback.

"That is what you are considering isn't it? Having sex 
with whomever you want and making that openness part of 
your marriage."

"Yea, I guess," Stephanie replied.

"Its just, to be so up front about it takes some 
getting used to?" Bonnie suggested.

"Yea."

"That's fine, but if you decided to go that route be 
aware of the flack you might take."

They finished their meal before Bonnie offered. "Let me 
throw this out, if Gregg wants to come by, we can all 
sit in the hot tub and discuss this all."

"May I assume you don't mean in swimsuits?" Ruthie 
asked.

"Never in the hot tub." Bonnie answered Ruthie "And I 
know we've never had you and Sonny over, feel free to 
come too. Our tub seats eight." And after a moment 
added for clarification "And our pool and tub are dress 
as your comfortable, if that means a swim suit, great, 
if you choose to go a' natural as we do, thats great 
too. But, Stephanie, you might use this as a litmus 
test for Gregg, if he balks at you not wearing a suit, 
then likely any other words of acceptance are hollow."

Ruthie agreed and extended with "And think about it, 
getting naked and getting into the hot tub with Bonnie 
and Cooper will tell Gregg you're serious about this."

"Would you do it with me?" she asked her helpful 
friend.

Ruthie hesitated then said "If you will, I will. Naked 
as jay-birds."

After that they both agreed to discuss it with their 
husbands before they left to go back to their jobs at 
the hospital. 

She was not surprised that when Ruthie called the next 
day that Stephanie and Gregg were coming, but a little 
surprised that Ruthie would come but not her husband. 
"I hope you don't mind" she said on the phone "But I 
just couldn't bring it up to Sonny. I know how he feels 
about that kind of thing and, well, if I asked him to 
come, I'm sure we would both stay home. So, if you can 
keep it between us, I'll come with Ruthie and Gregg."

Bonnie, though surprised, didn't hesitate to tell her 
she was more than welcome. 

***

The three arrived together and Bonnie and while Bonnie 
took the women to the bedroom to change into robes; 
Cooper slipped out of his shorts and shirt right in the 
living room, tossed Gregg a towel and headed out the 
back door with out looking back. Cooper was not overly 
sympathetic to Gregg after what Bonnie had told him, 
but he also knew that like all circumstances there were 
two sides to the story. 

Leaning back in the tub Cooper relaxed. The other man 
was clearly not comfortable, so Cooper opened the 
conversation. 

Glad you guys could come over. I've know Ruthie since 
she was a baby, but thought she was much too 
conservative to join our Bohemian crew. 

"She and Stephanie have worked together for a couple of 
years now, but I just met her tonight as well."

"How long you been married" Cooper asked.

"Just over three years." He answered "But we've been 
together since High School." 

Cooper knew that wasn't quite true but let it go.

"Hancock or Sparta?" he asked referring to the two area 
high schools.

"Hancock," He answered.

"Play basket ball?" Cooper asked as Gregg was clearly 
over six feet tall.

"Yea, point guard, varsity, three years," Gregg said 
with some pride.

"Our kids go there. Misty's a senior."

"I know," was his unexpected answer.

"You know her?" 

"No, not really." Gregg answered "But you gotta know 
that she is quite the local celeb on the net."

"Really? No I didn't."

Gregg looked flumuxd. "Uh... I was sure you knew, your 
wife's pics are almost as popular."

Cooper now followed. "Oh, yea, OK, I just didn't know 
that anyone but the high school kids knew about those 
photos." The he thought then thought out loud "Yea, I 
guess I did know. My GA's have told me about the print 
outs of Bonnie's pics being made into MILF posters in 
the dorms. I guess I should have known that the photos 
of Misty would be passed around too." 

Gregg looked like he wanted to disappear. "Not that I 
mind." He pointed out. "Its kind of the family business 
to tear down those kind of walls. It was just took me 
off guard a little. I'll tell her you she has more fans 
in town than she knew."

"So your cool with that?" the young man inhaled. And he 
was young. Younger looking than Cooper had expected. 
Tall and thin with unkempt dirty blond hair. 

Cooper took his time to answer. "Those photos on the 
web were all taken right on public beaches. I was right 
there for many of them, why should I be upset that 
people post photos of our family on the web."

"Cause she's naked" he said with a 'like duh' 
expression.

"And why should that make me ashamed. She's a great 
girl and besides she was born that way." Cooper was 
being taken by this guy's redneck ignorance. This night 
might be a longer wait than he wanted. He didn't want 
to go into all this before Bonnie and the women came 
out, so he shifted to more common ground: NASCAR. Its 
not that Cooper was any expert, but living in Georgia, 
NASCAR and Bulldogs football were the fallback topics. 

"Though he never watched racing he could carry on a 
conversation for quite a while with out giving up his 
true ignorance. And as it turned out he needed all the 
time. It was forever before the patio door opened. At 
one point Gregg wanted to go looking for them but 
Cooper assured him that they would come out when they 
were ready. That was when Gregg said "I hope they don't 
back out, that Ruthie is hot. It will be worth the 
night to see her tits."

Cooper didn't comment but continued on the relative 
merits of the Charlotte track verses the Daytona track.

When the door did open Cooper could tell something was 
up. Bonnie was grinning ear to ear. They walked across 
the patio and Bonne casually dropped her robe to the 
tile. 

The two younger women looked at each other and together 
opened the robes and dropped them to the ground at 
their feet.

Both women were red in the face, though with Stephanie 
that was as much from her ruddy complexion as her 
blush. They were both pretty. Stephanie with dark 
auburn hair draping over her shoulders and the browned 
pink skin was buxom; tall, perhaps 5' 10" full bust and 
hips framing while not a small waist, but a clearly 
distinct waist line. 

Looking more closely, and the more he looked the more 
attractive she was to him, he could see muscular 
definition in her substantial arms and thighs, so she 
may be big, but she's certainly not slack. Her heavy 
breasts toped with pointing brown disks. Shoulders up 
and standing proud in all her glory; a Celtic warrior 
goddess starring challenge into the eyes of her now 
very diminutive looking husband. 

In contrast, Ruthie was small, with out shoes she 
barely came to her friends shoulder. Her olive 
complexion and slim frame heightened by the contrast to 
Stephanie. And while the larger women posed for her 
husband and Cooper, Ruthie quickly climbs up the stairs 
into the relieve covering of the water. 

One last thing Cooper couldn't help but notice that 
while Ruthie wore a full natural pubic triangle, 
Stephanie was clean shaven like Bonnie. This fact was 
not lost on her husband.

"Wow. When did you do that?" Gregg asked his wife 
staring at her crotch.

Cooper quickly realized that he delay was in waiting 
for Stephanie's new trim.

"Just now. I liked the way Bonnie looked and she 
offered to help me out. What do you think?"

"Its so fuck'n hot. I've always wanted you to do that."

"Then why didn't you ask."

"I don't know, I just didn't think you would"

Bonnie cut in "I think that is why we are all here, to 
talk about things that maybe you should have said a 
long time ago." She motioned to Stephanie to climb in 
to the tub.

Once in the tub between Cooper and Gregg, Bonnie took 
charge. "I hope you guys have gotten to know each other 
a little."

Cooper, not sure where she was going with this agreed.

"Good." Bonnie went on "Well we girls were getting to 
know each other better too" She winked at Stephanie and 
under the water tapped Cooper's foot. He took that as 
his cue to add "Did you do more than just save her?"

Bonnie said "Maybe, just a little."

Cooper could see Gregg's interest in the corner of his 
eye. He guessed this was the ice breaker. "You won't 
have taken advantage of being so close to her exposed 
self to indulge in any untoward activities."

Bonnie pouted "Well, I had to make sure she passed the 
tongue test before I finished."

Gregg's eyes, if possible, went wider. Cooper wasn't 
sure if Bonnie had really done anything or not but he 
was sure she was using this to trap Gregg. And what 
ever the plan was, it was clear that Stephanie was in 
on it. 

Cooper played along "And did she pass?"

"Well" Bonnie said dramatically "It took several good 
long tests before I decided she was good enough to come 
out."

"long tests?"

"Yea, I kept getting side tracked. But I did get it 
done. Didn't I Steph?"

Eyes went to Stephanie, who due to her height, had the 
top half of her full breasts on view above the water. 
Gregg's eyes never moved above the visible nipples as 
she said "Oh Yea, you got it done all right. I just 
hope we didn't freak out poor Ruthie."

Ruthie picked up and extended "I'm not as naive as you 
think, but that last thing you did was new to me." The 
three giggled.

Gregg couldn't stand it anymore "And you didn't let me 
watch!"

"Watch what," Bonnie, suddenly very calm.

"Watch you two get it on." 

"Would you like to see her have sex with someone else?"

"With you? Hell yea!"

"What about with Ruthie?"

"Double hell yea!"

"And with Cooper?"

"An orgy? Really, I'm ready" and he stood up to display 
his full erect penis. "I got enough for all three of 
you."

Bonnie reached up and pushed his penis down into the 
water "OK, we get the point stud. But sit down, its 
time to talk first."

He was thick but not so thick that he didn't begin to 
realize he had been set up. His countenance fell 
quickly and his face reddened.

"Chill for now" Bonnie tried to head off a red neck 
tantrum "I can assure you that you'll get laid tonight, 
but how your act will determine how many times."

His sour face persisted but the red decreased.

"We are going to play a game!" Bonnie said cheerfully. 
I want you to tell of the last really good sex you 
had." She paused and looked around "with someone other 
than your spouse"

She slowly looked around the group and when she got to 
Gregg she said "Come on, you know full well that 
Stephanie knows you have done it into more holes than 
Tiger Wood. So don't go playing like you don't know 
what we are talking about."

He nodded. "I'll go first Bonnie offered , since 
contrary to what you probably think, I've had more dick 
and more pussy in the last year than you have had in 
your entire life." She reached under the water and gave 
his penis a squeeze then told the group of her trip to 
Dallas two weeks ago.

When she was finished she looked over at Ruthie "Your 
turn."

Cooper knew Bonnie too well to think she had just 
sprung this on Ruthie, surely they had worked this up 
in the long time they were inside.

"I'm sorry I don't have a recent story to tell. I guess 
I'm too chicken to have any stories with other men 
since I've been married. So you'll have to go with this 
one from when I was in college. 

"I didn't have the brains or money enough for Emory, I 
went to Berry College, which is as far from a party 
school as they get. But every year a group of us went 
to Daytona for Spring Break. The first two years I was 
mostly a bystander but my Junior year I went crazy. I 
think I was drunk for the entire week and truth be told 
most of my memories come from photos others took of me 
or stories my friends told me. 

"What I can tell you is that I was in three wet tee-
shirt contests and from the best count my fiends could 
come up with I had sex with five different guys. All of 
them multiple times. And came home with not one pair of 
panties and with a case of the crabs. What a week, too 
bad that's about as much as I remember. Oh, I one of 
the contests because I guess I took off the tee-shirt 
and everything else. I still have the little trophy."

"When was all that?" Bonnie asked.

"Five years ago next month." 

"By my counting, that wasn't all that long ago." Bonne 
assured her.

"It just seems forever ago. I haven't been with anyone 
but Sonny in three years. This is the wildest thing 
I've done since I met him."

"Maybe it will get better before the night is out. 
Cooper?"

Cooper related the night with Maggie , spending a good 
deal of time explaining how she had been all the teens 
fantasy girl. But closed by assuring that although that 
was great, sex with Bonnie was always better.

"Good save hubby." Bonnie said and kissed him.

"Gregg, your up next."

As she had planned, after Coopers explicitly detailed 
account of his time with Maggie, Gregg was quick to 
start bragging.

"Damn, that was hot. But I got one for you," Gregg 
began. Cooper glanced at Stephanie, he could tell she 
was putting on a poker face, but was not sure what lay 
beneath. 

"It was about a year ago. I was in Decatur doing a set 
up for a new branch of Bank America. It was a three day 
job, so the company put me up for the night in a motel. 
Now during the day, I'd met these chicks who were doing 
something with the accounting system. They weren't the 
hottest looking girls, but after the second day my blue 
balls made them look hot as hell. After we knocked off 
for the day both girls and I go out for a drink. No 
sooner had we been in the bar for a couple of rounds 
than both of them where pawing all over me. I don't 
mean just my ass, one grabbed my package right in the 
bar."

"With little Gregg ready to go I said it was time to go 
to one of their places. We get into the blonde's truck. 
And as soon as we pull out of the parking lot the 
brunette had my Johnson out and sucking like there is 
no tomorrow. Steph, you know how I am after a couple of 
days, but I did great and didn't spew until we were 
pulling up to her trailer, and I didn't even begin to 
get soft. I was a champ all night, really the sun was 
coming up the next morning and we were still going. I 
did both of them every way that can be done and they 
were begging for more. It was awesome."

"Did you tell Stephanie about it when you got home?" 
Bonnie asked 

"No, she doesn't like to hear about that. But she knows 
I do it." He looked at his wife "Don't you"

Stephanie nodded in agreement. Cooper couldn't tell 
what she was thinking.

"What makes you sure she wouldn't? I know it would have 
gotten me off to hear about it?" Bonnie asked.

He stammered, "I, I don't know, I just figured she 
wouldn't want to hear."

Bonnie looked to Stephanie "What did you tell me you 
told him the first time he tasted like a woman's 
pussy?"

"I told him it turned me on," she said.

Bonnie turned back to Gregg, "What do you think that 
meant?"

"I don't know, I guess she meant to tell me she knew 
what I was doing. I remember her saying that but I also 
remember that we couldn't have sex."

"What does that have to do with it" Bonnie countered. 
"She was telling you that it turned her on that you 
tasted like woman, sometimes when we can't do a thing 
we like to hear about it. Did that ever occur to you?"

All Cooper was think was what a stupid redneck he was 
sitting there with a blank stare.

"Do you remember who you tasted like that day?" She 
furthered her inquiry.

"Yes." He said sourly. "It's not like I have done all 
that many different women."

"So, tell us about that day."

"Yea, I do remember. That was after she had James. You 
gotta believe me that I had only done it once, no 
twice, with other women before she got put on bed rest 
with Jimmy. But he idea of her being out of commission 
for like half a year was more than I could take. And I 
knew when we were apart when she was in college we both 
did other people and it didn't seem to bother her. So 
when Becky came on to me.."

"Becky Galloway!" Stephanie jumped.

"Yea, Becky, and she came on to me like white on rice."

"Who is Becky Galloway?" Bonnie asked.

Stephanie answered softening her tone "Oh, she's not so 
bad. Actually she's a nice girl. She went to high 
school with us. She was kinda a wall flower, but I knew 
she always had a thing for Gregg. At least it wasn't 
someone like Ashley Wolf." She looked over at her 
husband "You haven't done Ashley have you?"

He just shrugged his shoulders "Gross, keep your dick 
away from me if its been in her."

"It was a long time ago," Gregg defended.

"Back to Becky and that first time Stephanie knew you'd 
been doing it" Bonnie redirected. "What had happened?"

Gregg took a breath "I had run into her a couple of 
weeks before at the Kroger. We talked and I told her 
Steph was having problems with the baby. She asked me 
to keep in touch so I called her a few days later'

Cooper noted Gregg's insistence that the other woman 
had come on to him was falling apart quickly.

"We met for lunch a couple of times, then I got an 
afternoon off and, well, one thing led to another and 
thats why I tasted like her.

"Stephanie" Bonnie asked, is that sufficient, or if you 
couldn't participate wouldn't you like to hear more 
what really HAPPENED in bed."

Stephanie leaned forward "I want to hear it all, every 
juicy detail."

"It was a long time ago," he protested.

"Do your best."

He didn't look pleased but went on "We went to her 
house. Its off of Oak street. And we kissed for a while 
and then she undid my pants and played with me, then 
went down on me. That first time she wasn't too good at 
it, and when I came she didn't seem to know what to 
do."

"That first time? How many times have you been with 
her?" Bonnie asked trying not to be accusatory.

He stopped talking.

Stephanie stepped in "Its OK, my guess is he is still 
seeing her. Am I right"

He nodded "Now that that's out, go on." She said, but 
added before he spoke. "You know I will want the three 
of us to get together sometime, but for now go on about 
the first time"

"That's all right with me, but know she's now engaged 
to a guy in Macon."

"And yet you are still fucking her?"

"Something like that."

Bonnie again said "go on."

"After I came, she thought I was done, but I had to 
tell her that I could keep going. So we went to her 
bedroom and she got undressed and lay down on her back. 
I think before that she had never done anything but the 
missionary position. But I go on her and she was tight, 
but not so tight to be hard to get in. I did her for a 
while like that, then I turned her on her stomach and 
did her standing over the bed, then I went down on her. 
She came real fast and her thighs like squashed my 
head. Since she obviously liked it I did her for a long 
time like that. I guess tha'ts why I tasted like her. 
Then I finished in doggie and came home. Is that enough 
detail?"

"Did you, or should I say, do you like the way she 
tastes.?"

"Actually yes. I think she uses some scented soaps that 
make her taste like different fruits. Fuck, I can't 
believe I'm telling you this."

Bonnie again interjected "Why is it more difficult 
telling your wife, whom I assume you love very much 
than actually doing it?"

"I don't know. Its just weird."

"How?"

"Well, it's normal for a guy to get some on the side, 
but its not normal to tell her about it."

Now Bonnie was more aggressive "Listen to yourself. 
It's normal for a married man to fuck other women in 
secret, to lie as to where you are and what your doing, 
to exclude her from a large part of your life. BUT, 
it's not normal to share the good times as well as the 
bad as a couple! Now that is fucked up."

The group sat in silence.

"Your turn Stephanie." 

In a perky voice she began, "There is this doctor at 
work."

Just as she had the other day Ruthie said, "Dr. Wilson? 
He's hot."

She smiled broadly and nodded, "For about a month he's 
been flirting with me pretty aggressively. And last 
week he reaches around me, but not quite and he pushed 
into my hip. Pushes his big stiff dick into my hip I 
should say. It was no way an accident and at first I 
was going to move away, but, like you said he's hot and 
like you Gregg, I haven't been getting much at home. 
Something inside me just came on, this tingling that I 
haven't felt in a long time.'

She looked at her husband, "Its not that I want anyone 
else. You're a great husband. but we just don't do it 
like we used to and I miss it. Don't you remember 
before Jimmy was born, if we didn't do it twice in a 
day something was wrong. Now I'm happy if we do it 
twice in a week."

Gregg showed agreement.

As she continued, Bonnie moved her hand to Gregg's 
penis and gripped it firmly. It was fully erect and so 
she began to discreetly jack him off.

"So a couple of weeks ago he rubs his dick on me and I 
just rubbed my ass and smiled at him. He did this a 
couple more times over the next few days. I was so 
turned on all the time by a week ago Wednesday when we 
slipped into an empty room I was so ready. I attacked 
him. I stuffed my tongue down his throat while I undid 
his pants. God he was huge! I couldn't get my hand all 
the way around it. I just rubbed it up and down. I 
didn't even try to give him a blow job, I'm sure I 
couldn't get I in my mouth.

Bonnie could feel Gregg's hips begin to thrust to her 
hand. It would not be long now.

He unbuttoned my shirt and lifted by bra over my boobs 
before sucking each one. He pulled my nipples with his 
teeth. I love that. I couldn't take anymore. I pushed 
my pants and panties off and with skill only a doctor 
has fingers my clit until I came hard. 

Bonnie was sure Gregg was breathing hard, and it would 
not take much more.

He helped me on the examining table and spread my legs 
for him. I took his penis and guided it into me."

Gregg began to shake. Bonnie felt the ejaculate moving 
up his penis. It was obvious to everyone he had cum.

"Gregg, you're shooting your load already and I'm not 
even done yet."

He just kept going through his orgasm.

Bonnie offered, "I guess I helped a little."

"OK Gregg, if your done for now I'll go on. Its good 
I'm big boned, he would have torn Ruthie here apart. It 
was amazing. I'd never had one like that in me. I had 
to work not to scream with my orgasm after orgasm as he 
fucked me hard and fast. That first time I'm sure we 
didn't do it for more than fifteen minutes but, oh what 
a fifteen minutes it was."

"It wasn't until he was cumming in me that it occurred 
to me I should have used a condom. But I'm not sure 
they make them that big. But for my first lay since I 
was in college it was amazing. When I finally had the 
strength to get up, I dribbled semen, which in a 
hospital is a serious bio-hazard on the floor. Later I 
called an orderly and told them we had dropped a urine 
specimen on the floor that needed to be cleaned. I know 
full well its not the first aftermath of tête-à-tête 
that the orderlies have cleaned in that hospital."

Bonnie clinically inquired "And how many times have you 
done it with him since?"

"Three more times."

She looked at Gregg. Her hand still holding his penis, 
which after what Stephanie had said about him was 
unsurprisingly firm. She knew full well that by gently 
stroking his penis she was effecting Gregg's judgment, 
but she did not trust him to do the right thing 
otherwise. "So, Gregg, it appears that you liked her 
tale of doing the doctor at work."

He just nodded.

"Any feeling other than being turned on about your 
wife's having sex with another man?"

He thought for a moment "Is he really that big?"

Stephanie held her hands together to make a circle. 
"Like this."

"and you liked it that much?" He voice was now very 
down beat, and it was hard, even though Bonnie felt him 
to be a jerk, not to feel sorry for him. Evidently 
Stephanie did.

"So the only think that bothers you is that you think I 
liked his big dick that much?" she asked.

"I think so," he said.

"Then, I guess you have gotten the point." Stephanie 
then corrected her story "Yes, he been flirting with me 
and has pushed up on me like I said and I did egg him 
on with a smile. But that is as far as it has gone, and 
that has been months ago not weeks. And I don't know 
how big his dick is, but from what I've heard from 
those girls who have found out it is a bit on the big 
side, but nothing like I described." 

"So you didn't fuck him?"

"Are you disappointed?" 

He didn't speak. She added "the truth."

"Yea, I guess I thought it was hot. What about you and 
Bonnie."

"No, we didn't do anything either."

Bonnie interjected "not that I would take much 
convincing to do something."

Gregg looked even more abused "You know how I liked to 
telling me about the guys you were doing in college." 

"And didn't I like just as much to hear about you and 
Emma?"

A light came on his dim brain. "I guess, come to think 
of it, when I did tell you it seemed to get you off. 
But I thought that was just a passion thing, you know, 
I thought you got off on it because Emma had been such 
a bitch to you."

Stephanie laughed out loud. "Yea, that's true, I did 
like fucking you when she thought you were all hers. 
But, after a while, when we were both seeing other 
people but at the same time we were a couple that no 
one knew about, I got off on thinking of you fucking 
some bimbo who thinks she's landed you only to find out 
I had you all the time. I know it's kinda fucked, but 
that's why I haven't thrown you out on your ass."

Bonnie continued her moderator role. "So, what is your 
call Stephanie. Is it all right if he continues to have 
sex with Becky what's her name?"

"The sex is not a problem, but I want to be part. Not 
necessarily as a threesome." She said before stopping, 
"no, I do want to participate some of the time at lease 
when our schedules work out."

"is that OK with you?" Bonnie asked Gregg.

"Hell yea, and I think Becky will get off on it too. 
She likes you Steph, she always has. It has bothered 
her that she was the other woman."

Bonnie continued "And you Gregg. If she decides to do 
it with this doctor will you be OK with it?"

"Yea sure," came a timid reply.

"I'm not convinced." Bonnie said "What about you 
Stephanie?"

"I think part of him would get off on it but it is just 
so, so un-redneck, to let your wife, as he said, get 
some on the side."

There was a moment of thought, then Bonnie leaned over 
to Stephanie, across the tub, and whispered in her ear 
for a moment, they discussed something that Cooper 
could not hear above the noise of the water jets, The 
Bonnie sat back down. 

"All right Gregg, we want to see if you really are up 
to this. Since your right up front you have had sex 
many, many times since you've been married but she has 
not been with anyone, though she's had the opportunity 
and desire, she did not."

She looked to Stephanie, "Tell him what you want him to 
do, or not to do as the case is."

Stephanie stood up. "This is your opportunity to show 
me that sex is just sex and our relationship is more 
important." She leaned over the tub looked first at 
Gregg then turned to Cooper and pressed her lips 
against his.

Cooper was vaguely suspicions that this was the plan 
after Bonnie's little speech. His penis was already 
half hard when Stephanie reached into the water to 
grasp it. Placing her knees on the seat on either side 
of him she towered over him. Her breasts in his face. 
She lifted them for Cooper and he took the invite to 
begin to suck on the two pink globes in turn. 

Above his head he heard Stephanie's voice "Gregg, if 
you don't tell me to stop, I'm going to have sex with 
Cooper, right here in front of you and Bonnie and 
Ruthie." 

Cooper held one large breast and sucked at the smallish 
nipple. 

"From what I can feel of him, he is a bit bigger than 
you. Can you handle me putting his penis inside me? I'm 
sure I'm going to enjoy it very much."

Bonnie who still held Gregg's, now fully erect penis, 
knew the answer.

"But," Stephanie continued. I do not want you to have 
sex with Bonnie or Ruthie "I just want you to watch me. 
Bonnie offered to do you, but I told her no. If you 
want to have sex, I want you to get your cell, before 
we I finish, and call Becky, where I can hear you, and 
tell her I want to come by and watch you two do it."

He said nothing.

She had brought Cooper to full attention.

"So, what will it be Gregg?"

He still sat dumbfounded.

She began to bend her knees. "OK, one last chance to 
object. He's right at the outside of my pussy."

Still nothing. She squatted down slowly, guiding 
Cooper's penis into her. She was surprisingly small 
inside for such a big woman. She felt good going down. 
Her face now was level with his. She stopped her 
narrative to her husband and spoke to Cooper "Thanks 
Cooper. And you feel very good." She bounced up and 
down in her squatting position and said in a louder 
voice. "real nice" then looked back over to Gregg. "His 
dick in me is good. Do you enjoy watching"

He said nothing but Bonnie said "His dick says he does. 
A lot"

"Is she right" Stephanie said. One hand held the side 
of the tub behind Cooper and the other lifted a breast 
to his lips again. Again he quickly took the offer and 
began to suckle.

"Is she" Stephanie said more insistent.

"Yes, she's right. I do like watching you."

"Good, because I cant do this position very long, its 
great on my pussy but hell on my legs."

Bonnie was amused. It seemed to pop the growing tension 
like a balloon. Even Ruthie, who had become mesmerized 
at the fact her friend was having sex right in front of 
her, laughed.

"Try the other way around, it works good in the tub" 
Bonnie offered and Stephanie did. Standing, turning and 
sitting down on Cooper using one hind to guide his 
penis back into her.

"Yes much better," she said.

She was still so much bigger than Bonnie, sitting like 
this all he saw was her back. He did reach around and 
cup her breasts as she rocked back and forth. He moved 
one hand down to her newly shaved pubis. He found her 
clit and rubbed it up and down. It was good sized so it 
was easily for him to stay on track. Her rapid shift 
from just taking to moaning told Cooper his was on the 
button. He kept it up long after his hand and wrist 
hurt from the reach, but not until she, several orgasms 
into their session, moved his hand away. 

"I cant take that anymore" she gasped. More falling 
forward than anything she was up on her feet, leaned 
against the far side of the tub. Cooper didn't have to 
wait for an invite, he stood and moved up behind her. 
Her ass was full but not soft. Very inviting but 
altogether too high for him. 

"You'll have to move your feet apart" he said over her 
shoulder.

He looked down as Bonnie pulled Gregg around the tub to 
give her feet more space to move side to side. She also 
know this put Gregg just behind his wife's thigh. He 
would have a close up view of Copper penetrating her. 

And do he did, with the target more accessible, Cooper 
didn't waist time before pressing his penis all the way 
into her. As the previous two positions only let him 
halfway in or a bit better, when he pushed it home, it 
was her first feel of all of him. She let out a "God, 
fuck thats' deep"

Cooper withdrew partly, "Too deep?"

"Hell no. Give me all you got," came her command.

Bonnie had always liked watching Cooper's ass as he 
fucked. She liked watching him in their mirror fuck her 
and in a different way liked watching him do other 
women. Especially she liked it up close like this so 
she could put her hand on his ass and feel him pump. 
Which she did.

Copper watched the broad hips below him and his penis 
plunging in time and time again. He tried to hammer 
hard, but he water was just too much in the way. And 
with each thrust a water spout would form between her 
buns and shoot upward. He looked to his right. Gregg 
was intently watching his wife taking his thrusts and 
holding Bonnie's hand jacking him off as well. 

After a while, the water resistance was just too much 
for Cooper to keep up his pace. 

"If you don't mind, can we move?"

"Sure," she stood up her face flushed, but clearly 
enjoying herself.

Cooper, needed a breather. When she sat on the side of 
the tub he sat in front of her and caressed her labia 
with is fingers for a while before moving his face down 
to follow with his tongue.

In this position, she was facing directly toward her 
husband and alternately told Cooper what to do with is 
fingers, "down a little", "just like that" "two fingers 
in", now rub my clit" and narrative to her husband, 
Bonnie and the now shell shocked looking Ruthie. "I 
love the feeling of his fingers on my bare pussy Gregg, 
I think you'll like eating me this way too."

"I prefer two fingers in me like this, what about you?" 

"Ohh, yea, he's sucking my clit. My favorite."

"Gregg does Becky shave herself smooth?"

"Bonnie, he's so good at this. Did you teach him that."

Once he was ready to go again, Cooper sat up and led 
Stephanie out of the tub, down the steps and leaned her 
against the tub's wooden exterior wall. Bonnie, feeling 
pretty good out the whole thing led Gregg to sit on the 
side of they tub. When Gregg began again, he was 
sitting directly above his wife's shoulders and rested 
on hand on the back of Stephanie's head. 

This time Cooper was able to get the traction and soon 
the "slap, slap, slap" of his hips on hers filled the 
air. He was driving the air out of her lungs with each 
hammer blow, but he could only keep this up so long, 
but he would keep it up as long as he could. Always he 
felt the need to be as virile as the younger men. 

Bonnie, he could see had given in and gone down on 
Gregg. Cooper could tell she was able to take it whole 
with ease. Even from his vantage point Cooper could see 
the younger man was considerably smaller than him. 
Bonnie had on several occasions commented that for 
fucking this size penis took a man of real skill to be 
a first class fuck, but he knew this was her favorite 
size to give blowjobs because she could easily take it 
all with out gagging.

Looking down he could see the impact on Stephanie's 
body each stroke brought. A shock wave began on each 
cheek, they flow up and out along her hips and up to 
here the flesh of her found buttocks met the firmness 
of her back. She was a very pretty woman, but at her 
height and size she there was just a lot of her. He 
looked up at Bonnie working Gregg's shaft. Then and 
Gregg, who was clearly focused on the shock waves he 
was sending along his wife's buttocks.

With the spot light lighting the hot, tub steps to her 
left, he and Stephanie cast a nearly perfect silhouette 
to his right. Her full bust swinging back to her hips 
with each crash into her and as he pulled back he 
watched the shadow breasts swing forward before jerking 
her hips back causing theme to deform to the front just 
before the next cycle. He moved slightly to his right 
and lengthened his stroke so the silhouetted image 
showed, for a split second, her round ass joined to his 
pelvis by a perfect rectangle representing his penis. 
He found it interesting enough to interject "Bonnie, 
take a look at the shadow"

Whereupon she then Gregg watched as he did the 
pantomime on the ground. 

"Thats too cool" she agreed.

Ruthie, who had been out of his line of sight behind 
Gregg moved next to him and watched as well. 

Not sure where this dick has been Bonnie was wary of 
swallowing Gregg's semen, she took him back out of her 
mouth and resumed jacking him off.

Cooper, before his heart gave out, decided he'd best 
let the orgasm flow up. He gripped the firm wide hips 
and pressed home. He sank into the soft flesh until his 
pelvic bone seemed to touch her hip bones. He was sure 
he could feel her lips spreading flat on his skin as he 
pressed as deep as was humanly possible before holding. 
His effort brought a gasp from deep in Stephanie's 
being. He was sure no one had been so deep in her in a 
very long time. 

There was a pause as the orgasm welled up the muscles 
in his legs seemed to go weak with the first wave of 
pleasure. He felt the first of three full streams of 
ejaculate rise up and filled his penis. It rushed down 
the shaft before it jetted deep into her womb as his 
penis not in its usual latex sheath. He relaxed his 
grip before bearing down for a second, then a third, 
then a small fourth effort to fill her as full as 
possible. 

An even more copious stream emerged from Gregg's penis 
that left a path of thick white fluid across the side 
of Bonnie's hair, down her shoulder and across her left 
breast.

Though he had to struggle to keep from falling, and he 
could feel Stephenie's legs sagging as were his, 
Cooper, once her regained the use of his hips and legs, 
resumed his pummeling of her. He lacked the urgency he 
had moments before, but with firmness not yet gone from 
his tool, he made several dozen good thrusts, to her 
most obvious pleasure, until he was spent and his soft 
penis and a dribble fell out of Stephanie's now bright 
pink sex. 

While she had been working Gregg, Bonnie wasn't sure, 
but she thought she caught the very timid Ruthie 
working her own arousal with a hand moving in her lap. 
Meanwhile Gregg had stayed hard the whole time and come 
on cue, a second time just as Cooper filled his wife. 
He might be a redneck jerk, but Stephanie wasn't 
kidding, he had control.

Stephanie turned and kissed Cooper hard. It was strange 
she was exactly the same height. She released her kiss 
and pulled him into as close hug, as much for mutual 
balance as any thing. In his ear she whispered, "Thanks 
that was amazing. I will want you to do that again."

Still weak kneed both Stephanie and Cooper, climbed in 
and fell back into the water. 

All five sat quietly. Bonnie smeared the semen slowly 
into her hair and skin. Making sure everyone watched 
her deliberate motions. With other friends she would 
have made a show of tasting the cum, but again she 
didn't know where his dick had been . They'd taken 
enough risk for Cooper not to use a condom, no sense 
pushing it further. 

Bonnie again got things going by moving next to 
Stephanie, pulling her tight and asking "How was it?"

"Good. Real good. Thanks for the use of your man"

"What are friends for?" Bonnie said and gave her a kiss 
full on the lips, which Stephanie returned.

Bonnie looked over to Ruthie "I hope this wasn't too 
much for you." Ruthie's eyes still big. "I must admit, 
it is a bit much to take in. I knew you guys did this 
kind of thing, but to actually see you sit there 
smiling as your husband does that to another woman. I'm 
not sure I could."

"You don't have to. That is the whole point. You should 
be free to do what make you happy. If that is monogamy, 
great, I'll support you whole hog. But in what seems to 
be their case" indicating to Gregg and Stephanie, "it 
wasn't working, so Cooper and I were just offering 
another working alternative. If that doesn't work, then 
they should try something else. But please don't 
presume that I think you should participate, just be 
supportive of your friend as she works out what works 
for her."

"Yea, I know, I will be."

Then Bonnie looked askance at her and said "Besides, 
I'm pretty sure that got your motor running too. You 
were not a coy as you thought." Then smiled a toothy 
grin.

Ruthie turned red. Stephanie turned to her, "Did we get 
you off?"

And the tub filled with laughter. 

It was a good night.

After church Sunday Ruthie caught Bonnie and Cooper by 
their car and quietly said, "Thanks for the having us 
over Friday night, it was quite the experience."

"I hope a good, or at least enlightening experience," 
Bonnie replied.

"Yes, I think it was both, especially for Stephanie and 
Gregg."

"Then the night was a success. Yes?"

"Yes, it was. I just wanted to say thanks for taking a 
whole evening out for me and my friend"

"I was glad to help. Tell her we will be opening the 
pool in about six weeks, I'll tell you when the big 
pool opening party is."

"OK, thanks." And Ruthie blended back into the after 
church crowd. 

It had been worth it Cooper thought, word seems to be 
getting around but what would be the backlash. He had 
no doubt it would come sooner or later. He hoped later. 

Continued in part 28...


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