Chapter 91

After the kids left for Miami, the adults decided to go for a swim. Joanne went to her room, put on her swimsuit and a cover up. Sam came in and changed into his trunks. While he was naked, Joanne went over to him and reached for his penis. She kissed him and stroked his member a few times before letting go. Once Sam was dressed, they went out to the patio. They saw the rest of the group at the pool and walked down to join them.

Like before, everyone was naked except Joanne and Sam. Joanne sat on a lounge, removed her cover up and lay back. Sam sat on the lounge next to his wife and relaxed in the warm sun.

As Joanne watched the other women mill around the pool stark naked, she began to feel out of place. She thought about the night before and how being naked in front of the rest of the group didn't seem to bother her. As she thought about it, Joanne realized she liked being on display.

"Do you want to go for a dip, Sam?" Joanne asked her husband.

"Sure, sounds like it would be refreshing. It's kind of hot in this sun," Sam replied.

Joanne took a deep breath and glanced around at the others. They didn't seem to be paying any attention to her or Sam. The other thing Joanne became aware of was the complete comfort they all had with their nudity. Sitting up, Joanne swung her legs over the edge of the lounge and placed them on the warm tiled pool deck. She looked at her husband and grinned.

Sam watched Joanne stand up and hook her thumbs in the shoulder straps of her one piece swimsuit. When she pealed it down her body and stepped out of it, Sam began grinning. Without saying a word, Sam removed his trunks and extended his hand to Joanne. She took it and they walked to the edge of the pool together.

Still holding hands, Sam and Joanne jumped into the warm water. They surfaced in the middle of the pool and began to tread water. Joanne released her husband's hand and swam to shallower water. Sam followed her and when she stopped in waist deep water, he stood next to her. Joanne combed her hair back with her fingers and shook her head. Sam stared at his wife and smiled.

"How do you feel, Jo?" Sam asked.

Joanne moved closer to her husband, put her arms around his waist and looked up. "Sam, I feel liberated. I feel like someone took a huge weight off my shoulders and let me escape my bindings. For years, I thought it was wrong to be naked in front of other people, let alone have sex. I thought that oral sex was for prostitutes and sluts. Now I'm willing to try some new things."

"Good, Jo, I think it will be good for us to explore our sexuality together. I have never thought about cheating on you or having sex with another woman. While there were and are things I'd like to try, I was ready to accept you and the things you wanted."

"That seems so unfair now, Sam. My selfishness and hang ups prevented you from enjoying the things you wanted. I'm not going to say I'm sorry, Sam, but I will promise to be more open minded as far as sex is concerned."

"I don't expect an apology, Jo. You have nothing to be sorry for. You have your reasons and I'm fine with that. What's most important to me is your willingness to at least try. If we decide to try something and one of doesn't care for it, we don't have to do it again." Sam kissed her on the forehead. "I have to admit that the idea of living out some of my fantasies is exciting to me. I know you wouldn't want to take things as far as Liz and Jerry do with the others, but it doesn't matter to me."

"Sam, what if I wanted to, you know, do some of the things Liz and Jerry do. How would you feel about seeing me with another man or woman?" Joanne held her breath as she waited for Sam's answer.

Sam stood and thought about what his wife was saying to him. Twenty four hours earlier, Joanne would become upset if he even mentioned oral sex and now she couldn't seem to get it off her mind. She was standing in a swimming pool naked, when in the past she wouldn't let him see her changing clothes. When she asked about swinging and even having sex with another woman, Sam was stunned.

"Jo, I really don't think I'm ready for that. The thought of you having sex with someone else is not something I can even imagine."

"Okay, Sam, I understand. I was just curious." Joanne smiled and then chuckled. "I know you can't imagine me with another man, but can you imagine yourself with another woman?"

Sam felt trapped by his wife's question. While the idea of her with another man was disturbing, the idea of him with another woman was very exciting to him. He glanced around and saw the other women sitting on lounge chairs. They were talking, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. Don, Marc, Jerry and Bob were sitting at the far end of the pool, dangling their feet in the water. Thinking of what he saw and what he did with his wife the night before, Sam began to chuckle.

"You can read me like a book, can't you, Jo? I guess the idea of joining in with what happened last night is exciting, but I think I would end up chickening out." Sam put his hands on Joanne's shoulders and looked into her bright eyes. "Jo, I love you and would never do anything to make you upset with me. I'm not going to tell you that I don't fantasize about sex with another woman, but to really do it "

"Honey, I understand, I really do. I guess all guys think about it don't they?" Sam grinned at her. "I never have in the past, but well, I don't want to live in the past. I don't think we should commit to anything right now. Both of us are in uncharted waters and I for one am a little confused. I can't really think straight about such things, not right now."

Sam stared at his wife and then began to laugh. "You want to, don't you?"

Joanne shrugged her shoulders and replied, "I don't know, Sam. After last night I'm not sure who I am or what I want. Let's just not say never okay?"

Nodding his head, Sam smiled and said, "Okay."

Joanne closed the gap between her and her husband. She stretched up, kissed his lips and swiped her tongue across his closed lips. Sam opened his mouth and received her tongue as her hand went between them and fondled his penis. Sam began to stiffen in Joanne's hand and she slowly stroked his member. Once Sam was fully erect, Joanne gave his penis a firm squeeze and then let go. She pulled her mouth away from his, looked into his eyes and grinned.

"I'm going to go over and talk with Liz and the other girls." Joanne kissed him again, let go of him and laughed as she moved away. "I want to find out if we can go to the lingerie shop tomorrow. I want to get some sexy new things for my hubby to see me in."

Joanne walked up the steps of the pool and headed over to where the other women were seated. Sam shook his head as he watched her naked bottom wiggle as she walked and tried to will his erection down. Moving into deeper water, Sam began to swim laps across the width of the pool. After ten or twelve trips back and forth, his penis returned to its flaccid state and he swam to where the other men were sitting. Sam hoisted himself out of the water and sat on the edge of the swimming pool along with his friends.

"We were just talking about our meeting tomorrow, Sam. I'm going to need the letter of credit from the bank," Jerry said.

"I was planning to go with you guys, if that's okay," Sam replied. "That way I can make sure we get the right terms. I want to make sure we get all of the tax advantages we can."

"No problem. We'll probably leave at about eight thirty. The women are going to meet us for lunch when we're finished. They want to go back to West Palm to do some shopping."

"That, and the kids want to see the new house, Jerry. Can you get in touch with the realtor and have her open the house again?" Marc asked.

"I think so. I'll call and leave her a voice mail this afternoon," Jerry said.

"Well, I guess we'll all be heading home the day after tomorrow," Don said. "I'm looking forward to getting home, but not the weather. I'm not looking forward to freezing my ass off."

Don's statement made the other men laugh and nod in agreement.

"I want to get to the golf course and look around," Bob said. "When do we close on it?"

"Next Friday afternoon, Bob. We have a three o'clock meeting at my office," Jerry told him. "It's really just a formality, we have to sign the partnership papers and take care of a few other things."

"When do we take possession of the property?" Bob asked.

"We already have possession, Bob. The keys to the place and the house are at my office. They were going to move out of the house during the holidays. When we get back, I'll give them to you. You and Dianne can get started on the house so you can move," Jerry said.

"I want to get started on the course. We have a house we can stay in for now," Bob said.

"Bob, don't worry about the golf course, its not going to go anywhere. Get the house fixed up and move your family. It will really make Dianne happy and let you be right there on the property. Like we said before, don't let this thing consume you, it isn't worth it," Don told his friend and business partner.

"I think I'm going to have to start making some money before Dianne and I can put anything into the house," Bob said.

"Not really, Bob. You can borrow the money from the business and repay it after you sell your house and from the profits from the course. We'll set it up as a loan and you'll have to pay interest, but the interest is deductible," Sam said. "Jerry has given me some of the information and I have started the paperwork. You can just treat it as a line of credit for now. Once we know how much it cost to fix up the house, we draw up the loan agreement."

"After you and your family are settled in, you can start on the course, Bob. It's going to take some time to figure out what you want to do and to hire the contractors necessary. The club house needs a lot of work too," Marc said. "I would rather take our time and do it right the first time, than have to do it over."

Bob smiled and shook his head. "I guess I thought you guys would want to start making an income as soon as possible. If that's the way you want to approach this, it's fine with me."

"Our interest isn't in making money from the day to day operations. We hope to realize our profits when the property appreciates. It's like depositing money in the bank and getting interest without having to pay taxes on it. Sam looked at things and feels the value of the golf course can double in a few years," Jerry said.

"Does that mean you plan on selling the course?" Bob asked.

"Not in the near future, Bob. We have to wait until you can afford to buy it from us, if that's what you want to do. Once the course is successful and making money, we'll work out a way for you to buy us out," Jerry said.

Bob just nodded. He couldn't find words to express how he felt at the moment. Bob was so engrossed in his thoughts he didn't hear the roar of laughter coming from the women.

Joanne had sat on a lounge next to Liz and listened to the women talking about their stay at the nudist resort. Liz was telling the others how much she enjoyed the visit and how she and Jerry were planning a return trip. When Liz noticed Joanne, she stopped talking and turned to her.

"Hi there, how is our newest little cocksucker doing?" Liz said, making the other women chuckle.

"Liz! Don't say that," Joanne said.

Liz laughed, put her hand on Joanne's leg and said, "So, how do you feel about cock sucking now that you've tried it?"

Joanne blushed and looked down. "I kind of liked it, Liz. The look on Sam's face was priceless."

Liz smiled and nodded, but didn't press Joanne for details. Dianne on the other hand, wasn't nearly as modest.

"You looked like you were into it last night, Jo," Dianne said and then chuckled.

Joanne shrugged her shoulders. "Last night was strange. I was so drunk and hot I guess I lost any inhibitions I had. This morning was a lot different. When we woke up, Sam started asking me if I was okay. I kept telling him I was fine, but he was persistent. He asked if I remembered what we did and I just smiled at him.

"Sam told me he really liked it and thanked me for doing it. I teased him and asked him what I did. When he told me I went down on him, I acted surprised."

The other women laughed as they listened to Joanne.

"Anyway, I denied it and told him I would have never done anything like that. While he tried to convince me I really did it, I started to play with him. Finally, I slid down and took his dick in my mouth. After holding him there for a moment, I asked him if that was what he was talking about.

"Sam laughed and told me I was a tease. I knew he knew I remembered so I started to do it again. Unlike last night, I was able to think about what I was doing. At first, having his dick in my mouth made me feel strange, but after a few minutes, I realized it was what I thought and not the actual act that bothered me."

"I can sure identify with that, Jo," Liz said. "After giving Jerry a blowjob, I couldn't get enough shit, I still can't. I can remember feeling like calling my mother and telling her off for teaching me that sex was dirty."

Joanne nodded and grinned. "I may call my mother and tell her what I did just to piss her off."

"What happened after you started giving Sam a blowjob this morning?" Anne asked.

"Sam was loving it," Joanne said, her voice gleeful. "He started telling me how good it felt and how much he liked it. Sam began to tell me what to do and how to please him. It was almost like last night when Liz was helping me, but much sexier. When he started to push his dick into my mouth, I gagged and had to stop."

Marge laughed and said, "You'll get used to it, Jo."

"Maybe, but I don't know. I don't know how you guys can take a dick into your throat like you do. All of your husbands have larger dicks than Sam does. Sam pleaded for me to keep doing it so I took him back into my mouth after warning him about trying to shove it down my throat.

"I spent some time just feeling his dick in my mouth. I couldn't believe how hot it felt against my tongue and the roof of my mouth. If I held still, I could even feel his heartbeat through it. The thing I can't get over is the look on Sam's face. He just looks so sweet, like a little boy.

"Sam finally couldn't hold off any longer and came in my mouth. I was almost as shocked as I was last night, but I just let him shoot his semen into my mouth. I had to swallow a couple times, but I managed to keep from losing any. After he finished, I just held him in my mouth until he was soft."

"I hope he took care of you, Jo," Dianne said.

Joanne chuckled and nodded her head. "He went down on me and made me have an orgasm." Joanne laughed. "I think I've had more orgasms the past few days than I've had in my life. A girl could get used to that."

The women laughed and then Joanne said, "I have to ask you guys about something. Do you ever get jealous when your husbands and you fool around?"

"No, not at all, Jo. I love to see Don having a good time. We all know it's only for fun and some strange sex. As far as I know, Don has never done anything that I didn't know about. We only do it when we're together," Marge said.

"I don't think I could handle it," Joanne said as she glanced at her husband and the other men sitting on the edge of the pool.

"Then don't do it," Anne said and then changed the subject. "I think we're going to West Palm tomorrow. The kids want to see the new house. I thought we could take one of the vans and meet Don, Marc, Jerry, Sam and the kids after they are finished at the boatyard. I'd like to do some shopping and get a feel for the town."

"That sounds great to me," Joanne said. "Sam said I could replace all my underwear."

Liz laughed and then said, "I'll bet he did, after seeing you last night, Jo. I guess you like that kind of lingerie."

"Yes, very much. Not only because it turns Sam on though, I like the way I felt when I wore it. It made me feel sexy," Joanne said. "The other thing I really liked is how stockings feel. I have always worn pantyhose, but I doubt I ever will again."

The women began talking about lingerie and what they all liked about the different styles. When Dianne said she usually wore thongs, Joanne asked about them.

"Don't they feel weird? I'm always pulling my panties out of my butt," Joanne said.

"You get used to them, Jo. Panties aren't designed to be in your ass, thongs are. I like them because they make me feel almost naked, not to mention I don't have panty lines," Dianne told her.

"I don't wear any panties at all when I wear jeans," Liz said.

"I heard Jerry say you don't wear any under your skirts some times. Like at the office when you're horny," Marge said.

Liz laughed and replied, "Guilty as charged. So, Jo, Sam is going to part with some of his money so you can get new undies?"

"Yeah, he said I could spend as much as I wanted to. I think he's lost his mind, but I'm not going to complain," Joanne said. "I've always bought things like that when they were on sale at a discount store. They used to be just a necessity, but now things have changed."

"Jo, you should buy some mini skirts and sexy tops too. You'd drive Sam nuts," Liz said.

"I think I'm a bit too old for mini skirts, Liz," Joanne said.

"Like hell, I'm older than you and I wear them. Jerry can't keep his hands off me when I do. Like I told you before, I don't give a shit about what other people think, I do what I want to now," Liz said.

"I have to agree with Liz. I love the way men look at me when I dress sexy," Marge said.

"You guys are going to corrupt me," Joanne said with a chuckle. "Things are changing way too fast."

Anne leaned forward so she could see Joanne. "Jo, do you realize you're sitting outside stark naked?"

Joanne glanced around at the others and then at herself. "Not really, I forgot all about it. I was having such a good time talking with all of you I quit thinking about it. I haven't stared at the guys for quite a while either. The more I learn about myself, the sillier I feel about the way I think, or used to."

"What do you mean, Jo?" Marge asked.

"I guess I'm realizing that the things I used to fear and thought were repulsive, aren't." Joanne laughed. "Whenever Sam would watch a movie that showed a woman's tits, I would yell at him and call him a pervert. Now that I think about it, I think it was my insecurities, my fear that he found other women more attractive or sexier that he found me. I've noticed how he looks at you guys when you're naked and how he looks at me.

"Sam enjoys seeing all of you, but when he looks at me well, it's different. His face lights up and his eyes get bright. He makes me feel like I'm beautiful and that makes me feel wanted."

"Jo, you're a very attractive woman. You shouldn't feel threatened because Sam's eyes wander. If Marc ever stops looking at other women, I'd think there was something wrong. I guess you two have never watched a porn movie together," Anne said.

Joanne shook her head, "Last night was the first time I'd ever seen anyone having sex." She chuckled. "I think seeing it in person is much different than watching a movie. I'm almost embarrassed to admit I found the sight very arousing."

The other four women laughed and then Liz said, "You better put some sunscreen on, Jo. You wouldn't want to get a burn." Liz got up, went into the cabana and returned with a bottle of lotion. "Roll over and I'll do your back for you."

Joanne adjusted the lounge so it made a flat bed, rolled onto her stomach and stretched out with her arms lying at her sides. Liz pulled her lounge closer so she could sit on the edge and reach her friend. When Liz poured the cool lotion onto Joanne's back, Joanne flinched and complained. Liz laughed and began to smooth the sunscreen over Joanne's back.

As Liz moved her hands up to Joanne's shoulders and coated her skin with the silky lotion, Joanne felt herself relax. Her breathing slowed as she basked in the sensation of Liz massaging her. Marge, Anne and Dianne were talking about their children, but their words faded into the background.

After adding more sunscreen to her hands, Liz moved them along Joanne's sides. Her fingertips brushed the sides of Joanne's breasts and lingered for a moment.

"Does this feel good, Jo?" Liz asked and she applied firm pressure with her fingers and then moved them lower.

Joanne let out a sigh and nodded her head.

Moving lower on her body, Liz took a little extra time covering Joanne's bottom with lotion. She felt Joanne's butt cheeks tighten, but the woman didn't protest. Liz applied sunscreen to Joanne's legs and then worked her way back up her body.

Leaning close to Joanne's head, Liz whispered, "Roll over and I'll do your front, Jo."

Joanne felt warm and tranquil. Without a moment's hesitation, she slowly rolled onto her back and looked up at Liz. The women shared a brief smile and then Joanne closed her eyes. In the back of her mind, Joanne felt she knew what was happening, but she decided to just go with the flow.

Liz purposely avoided her breasts as she covered Joanne's upper body with lotion. She worked around the firm mounds but didn't touch them. Joanne felt her body responding to Liz's sensual touch. Her vagina contracted as Liz moved her hands over her chest, very close to her breasts. When Liz asked if Joanne wanted her to do her breasts, Joanne just nodded.

After pouring more sunscreen on her hands and then rubbing them together, Liz covered both of Joanne's breasts. She began to massage Joanne's breasts, covering them with the slippery lotion. As Liz's palms brushed against Joanne's nipples, the nubs hardened. Joanne felt like there was a wire connected to each of her nipples that ran through her body and connected to her clitoris. As Liz's palms moved in a tight circle, just barely touching her nipples, Joanne felt her vagina tingle.

"You like that, don't you?" Liz spoke in a throaty whisper as she watched Joanne's chest flush.

Joanne moaned in response. She couldn't believe she was allowing Liz to fondle her breasts. What surprised Joanne even more was the fact she was enjoying it. Her breathing became shallow as Liz continued to toy with her breasts. As Joanne savored the sensation, the last of her inhibitions, remaining from night before, slowly drained from her body. She felt even more liberated than she had before and tried to remember what it was about sex that caused her to react the way she had in the past.

When Liz removed her hands from her breasts, Joanne ached for more. She wanted to fell Liz's fingers digging into her flesh. Liz moved her hands to the tops of Joanne's thighs and started to cover them with sunscreen. Unconsciously, Joanne parted her legs and Liz stroked her inner thighs. Liz moved her hands up Joanne's legs until her fingers were an inch form Joanne's throbbing sex. Joanne waited for contact and felt deprived when Liz avoided her.

Liz moved down Joanne's legs, rubbing the lotion into her skin. Joanne's breath caught in her throat when she felt Liz's hands move up her legs again with her thumbs against her inner thighs. When Liz pressed her thumbs against the sides of Joanne's labia and stroked her, Joanne let out a throaty groan.

When Joanne heard Marge say, "That looks tasty, Liz," she realized the other women must have been watching.

"Yes it does," Liz replied as she pushed at Joanne's thighs, widening the gap between her legs.

Joanne wondered what she looked like laying on the lounge with her lags splayed for all to see. Her heart was pounding against her chest and a thin sheen of perspiration covered her body. Joanne's breathing was labored as her excitement rose. She wasn't sure what was in store, but she was far too turned on to care. Deep inside, Joanne wondered if Liz, or one of the other women, would take what was happening any further. Part of her wanted to know what she was capable of, what she would do, but another part of Joanne was reluctant to cross the line. Joanne had always been extremely repulsed by even the thought of homosexual activity. She was told and believed that any contact with someone of the same sex was taboo, but while her mind knew this, her body betrayed her.

Moving slowly and keeping her thumbs pressed against Joanne's labia, Liz got up and hovered above her. Joanne didn't sense Liz's movement and was shocked when she felt her mons being kissed. Liz pulled Joanne's labia open, dipped her head between her legs and stroked her sex with her tongue. Joanne's knees bent and she planted her feet on the lounge, pushing her bottom up and her sex against Liz's mouth. Liz flicked her tongue at Joanne's clit and saw her stomach muscles ripple.

Joanne felt a pair of hands cover her breasts and begin to massage them. She knew Liz was still touching her crotch and wondered who was fondling her breasts. For a moment, Joanne considered opening her eyes, but decided to just let what ever was going to happen, happen.

The strange hands began to pinch her nipples and Joanne let out an uncontrolled groan. Liz attacked her vagina with her tongue and Joanne felt her climax begin to build. When she felt a mouth cover her breast and suck on her nipple, Joanne went over the edge and had a very intense orgasm. Her body quivered and her hands came up to hold the head at her breast tightly to her. She moaned as her climax washed over her and Joanne began to rotate her hips against Liz's mouth.

Almost as suddenly as it began, Joanne's climax peaked and then began to subside. She let her arms drop to her sides and felt Liz's mouth move away from her crotch. With her eyes still clamped shut, Joanne's body went limp and she lay panting.

When she was finally able to open her eyes and sit up, Joanne saw the other women sitting on their lounges. She glanced at Liz and then at Marge, Anne and Dianne, wondering which of the three had been sucking her breasts as Liz licked her vulva and probed her vagina with her tongue.

"Are you okay, Jo?" Liz asked.

Joanne nodded and then smiled. "Yes, very much so. I think I need to jump into the pool to cool off."

Liz nodded and then laughed. "If you do, you'll need more sunscreen."

Joanne looked at Liz with hooded eyes, smiled and replied, "I know."

Liz and the other women laughed as Joanne stood up and, on wobbly legs, walked to the edge of the pool. She dived headlong into the water, surfacing at the other side of the pool. Sam slid off the edge of the pool and swam over to his wife.

"Hi, baby," Sam said. "Have fun?"

Joanne nodded and looked down.

"That was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen, Jo."

"You're not mad at me? I really didn't plan for it to happen."

Sam chuckled. "No, honey, I'm not mad. I lost a bet, but I'm not upset at all." Sam took her chin in his hand and tilted her head so he could kiss her. "That is as long as you're okay with what happened. We've changed a lot haven't we?"

"Yes, but I think the change is for the better. Sam, I feel so free now." Joanne kissed him tenderly. "I don't know where this is going to lead, but I'm willing to explore. We just have to agree that if one of us says no, the other will respect it and not push the other. If either of us feel like we're being forced, it will cease to be fun and we'll end up hurting one another."

"I agree, Jo. I love you too much to ever hurt you over something like sex. That's why I never pressured you once you refused to give me oral sex. That's why I never told you about some of my fantasies. What ever you want to try, I'm willing to go along and try with you."

Joanne let go of the pool edge and put her arms around Sam's neck to support her in the deep water. She kissed his neck and said, "Even having sex with other people?"

Sam nodded.

"I though you said you didn't want to do that, Sam, that you weren't ready."

"True, but after watching you with Liz and Marge, well I guess we could try it, if you want to. Jo, that was so hot!"

Joanne chuckled and hugged Sam even tighter. She kissed his lips, pushing her tongue into his open mouth. After pulling back a little, she looked into his eyes and said, "Let's just see what happens, Sam." She grinned and watched him nod. "By the way, what bet did you lose?"

"Um well, Jerry bet me that Liz would seduce you and I told him there was no way you'd ever do anything like that." Sam laughed. "Guess I was wrong huh?"

"We both were, Sam. Believe me; I never thought I would ever let anything like that happen to me. How much did you lose to Jerry?"

Sam thought for a moment, trying to think of a diplomatic way to tell his wife the terms of the bet. Finally, he just told her. "It wasn't for money, Jo. Jerry bet me a blowjob."

Joanne was a bit taken back, but after a moment she giggled like a teenager. Once she stopped giggling, she looked into her husband's eyes and asked, "Can I watch when you pay off your debt?"

"What! You expect me to do it?"

"You lost the bet lover, you surely don't expect me to pay do you?"

"Jo, I'm not about to do that to a man!"

Joanne got a stern look on her face and replied, "Oh, I see it's okay for me, but not for you? Isn't that a bit of a double standard?"

"It's different with guys, Jo."

"What would have happened if Jerry would have lost?"

Sam shrugged his shoulders. "I guess I thought he would have Liz pay."

Joanne released her husband's neck and told him to follow her. She swam to where Jerry, Marc, Don and Bob were sitting and hung on to the edge of the pool near Jerry. When Sam was next to her, Joanne looked up and smiled at Jerry.

"I understand my husband lost a bet to you, Jerry," Joanne said.

Jerry grinned and nodded.

"I have a question for you, Jerry. If you would have lost the bet, would you expect Liz to make good on it?" Joanne asked him.

Jerry shook his head and chuckled. "I thought it was a sure bet, but if I'd of lost "

All of the men sitting on the edge of the pool began to laugh as Sam looked up at them in disbelief. He turned to Joanne and shook his head.

"I guess I'm going to owe you, Jerry," Sam said.

"Yes you are, Sam, and I'm not going to let you forget it," Jerry replied and then he laughed.

"I'm sure you won't, Jerry," Sam said and then let go and slipped underwater.

When he surfaced, Joanne laughed and then swam away. She got out of the water, went over by the other women and grabbed a towel to dry off. Joanne sat on her lounge, pulled the back up and leaned against it. She started to chuckle as she looked at her husband and the other men. When her chuckling turned into a full fledged laugh, Liz asked her what was so amusing.

"It seems my darling husband made a bet with Jerry and lost, Liz." Joanne said, trying to control her laughter. "Jerry bet Sam you would seduce me."

"Yup, Sam lost that one," Liz replied. "What was the bet for?"

Once again Joanne broke into laughter. She held her side and tried to compose herself before responding. "A blowjob, of all things."

"Do we get to watch when he pays off?" Liz asked.

"I don't think that will ever happen, Liz. Like Sam said, it's different for men," Joanne said.

"Like hell it is," Marge said. "If they can get off watching us fooling around, it's only fair we get to watch them. I hate the double standard people have. Two women is hot, but two men is sick?"

"Would Don ever do anything with another man?" Joanne asked, fearing the answer.

"Hell yes! Marc, Don, Jerry and Bob have all done it with each other. I love to watch a cock in my husband's mouth or ass," Anne said.

Joanne didn't think anything could shock her after all she'd seen and heard, but she was wrong. The idea of men engaged in sex with other men was just more than she could comprehend. She shook her head and looked over at the men, trying to form a mental image. Joanne shuddered as she visualized her husband with Jerry's penis in his mouth.

"It isn't something they do very often, Jo," Dianne said. "They all have done it though. Like the rest of us, they don't prescribe to the double standard when it comes to sex."

The sound of Kim's voice calling her mother's name stopped the conversation. Marge yelled that she was at the pool and then saw Kim and the other teens walking toward the pool. Joanne grabbed for her towel to cover herself, but when she saw no one else was making any effort to conceal their nudity, she let it drop along side her.

"HI, everyone," Kim said. "We just got back from the beach. We had a great time."

"That's nice, Honey," Marge said. "What are you kids going to do for the rest of the afternoon?"

"I don't know what the others are going to do, but I'm going for a swim. The ocean is fun, but I really prefer the pool. The saltwater makes my skin feel funny," Kim said as she started to remove her clothes.

Once she was naked, Kim walked to the pool and jumped into the water. As she paddled around in the warm water, the other teens came down from the house and greeted their parents. Seeing Kim in the pool, they all stripped and joined her in the water. After splashing and dunking one another for a few minutes, the girls climbed on the boys' shoulders and they began jousting. After several rounds of the water sport, Kim shouted for her parents and the other adults to join them.

Don, Marc, Jerry and Bob slipped from the edge of the pool into the water. They swam to the shallow end and called for their wives. Marge, Anne, Dianne and Liz all got up and began to walk to the pool.

Looking back, Liz said, "Come on, Jo, it's fun."

Joanne glanced at Sam and when he slid into the pool, she got up and followed the other women. They all gathered in the shallow water and the women got on their husbands' shoulders. Once Joanne got the hang of teetering on Sam's shoulders, she told him she was ready.

The action in the pool became chaotic as the teens and their parents tried to topple one another. There was never a clear winner, but they all had fun trying to dislodge the women form the guys' shoulders. Any misgivings Joanne had about being nude in the pool with the teens evaporated as she had the time of her life. Joanne was laughing more than she ever had in the past. She had forgotten all about being naked or the fact the others in the pool were also naked.

The group played until they were too tired to continue. They all climbed out of the pool and dried themselves before flopping onto the lounges and chairs along the side of the pool.

"What are we going to do about dinner tonight?" Don asked, not directing his question to anyone in particular.

"Does everyone like ribs? There is a great rib joint not too far from here," Jerry said.

"Sounds good to me," Marc said. "I love ribs!"

The group chatted for a few minutes and agreed to go out to the restaurant Jerry suggested. They got up and headed to the house, gathering their clothing before leaving the pool. Once in the house, they all made their way to their rooms to get ready.

Still naked, Joanne stood in front of the closet and flipped through the few things she had brought to Florida. "I wish I had something else to wear tonight, Sam. All of these things are so plain."

Sam stepped behind Joanne, put his arms around her and pulled her back against his chest. His hand slowly rubbed her stomach, making a small circle. Joanne leaned her head back and rested it against his shoulder.

"How about that pair of slacks?" Sam reached out and pointed at a pair of pants that were hanging in the closet.

"I guess; I wanted to wear a skirt or a dress tonight." Joanne twisted her head so she could look at her husband and smiled. "I wanted to look sexy for you tonight."

Sam kissed her and said, "You look sexy to me no matter what you wear, Jo."

Turning in his arms, Joanne hugged Sam and lay her head against his chest. "You're so sweet. Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being you. For putting up with me for all these years."

Sam's arms tightened around his wife and he kissed the top of her head. She pushed her hips against his and felt his penis growing between them. In the past, she would have pulled back, but now she began to move, grinding her mons and tummy against his swelling member.

"Maybe you could borrow something from one of the other women," Sam said as he began to move against her.

Joanne looked up, kissed him and replied, "That's a wonderful Idea. I'll be right back."

Stepping back, Joanne glanced down and gazed at her husband's erection. She took his member in her hand, stroked it a few times and then bent at the waist and kissed it. Sam put his hands on her shoulders and gripped her firmly as she licked the bulbous glans. When Joanne took his penis into her mouth and rubbed it with her tongue, Sam groaned and tried to thrust into her mouth.

Joanne wrapped her hand around his shaft at the base and allowed him to move his member across her lips. As he did, Joanne used her tongue to rub the underside of his throbbing penis. After a few moments, she removed her mouth, stood up and grinned.

"You'll have to wait until later, Sweetie. I'm going to see if Liz has anything for me to wear."

Sam begged her to continue, but Joanne just chuckled and told him to be patient. "I'll be right back, honey. We can take our shower together if you want to." Joanne reached down and stroked his penis. "Just don't go playing with this thing; I want it to be nice and hard for me later."

Sam groaned again and watched his wife as she grabbed a robe and slipped it on. Joanne left the room, went to Liz and Jerry's room and tapped on the door.

"Come in," Jerry said, and Joanne opened the door.

Jerry was standing in the middle of the room still as naked as he had been all day. Joanne smiled at him and asked where Liz was.

"She's in the bathroom, Jo. Go on in."

Joanne pushed the bathroom door open and saw Liz standing with one foot up on the edge of the tub, using a razor to shave her vulva. "Hi, Jo, what's up?"

"I was wondering if you had something I could borrow for tonight, Liz. Everything I brought with me is way too conservative for the way I feel."

Liz grinned and nodded. "Let me finish shaving my pussy and I'll show you what I have, Jo."

"Liz, do you ever shave all of the hair off?"

"Sure, sometimes. Jerry really likes it when my pussy is bald. He likes it when I look like a little girl."

Joanne blushed, but only slightly. She was becoming accustomed to the way the rest of the group treated subjects that had always been so unthinkable to her. She didn't feel any discomfort as she watched Liz scrape the hair away from her vulva and rinse the razor under the running water. Once Liz finished, she applied some lotion and then headed out to the bedroom.

"Come on, Jo; let's see what we can find. I'm wearing a sundress tonight and I think I have something you'll like."

Liz opened the closet, pulled out a short wrap around skirt and handed it to Joanne. "Do you need a top too?"

"If you have something that matches this skirt," Joanne replied, holding the light print skirt to her waist and looking at the length.

Liz took a tank top and short jacket from the closet and showed it to Joanne. "I usually wear this with the skirt."

Joanne took the items from Liz and matched them to the skirt. She nodded and looked up at her friend. "I love it, Liz. It may be a bit young for me, but I want to wear it if it's okay with you."

"Hey, watch how you talk! I'm older than you are and I wear the outfit."

"I know, sorry." Joanne started to leave, but Liz stopped her.

"Wait a minute." Liz went to her dresser, opened a drawer and took out a pink and black lace thong. "If you're going to dress sexy, you may as well go all the way."

Joanne took the tiny garment and smiled. "I wish I had a sexy bra to go with them."

Liz reached out with both hands and cupped Joanne's breasts. "You don't need a bra with these great tits, Jo."

Joanne shook her head and said, "I've never gone out without a bra, not since I grew boobs."

"Yeah, yeah, and you never sucked a cock or let another woman touch you and never went naked in front of other people and "

Joanne laughed and said, "Okay, I get your point."

After thanking Liz, Joanne went back to her room and put her outfit on the bed. Sam was in the bathroom shaving when she joined him. When he was finished, they both got into the shower. As they washed each other, Sam kept touching her breasts and crotch. Joanne let his hands linger for a moment and then made him stop, telling him to wait.

Joanne washed Sam's genitals with her soft soapy hands. He made no attempt to stop her as she fondled him.

"Sam, how would you feel if I shaved all my pubic hair off?"

"I don't know, why?"

"I was just trying to imagine how I would look, that's all."

"Then do it, Jo. If you don't like it, it'll grow back."

Joanne looked into her husband's eyes and smiled. "Would you do it for me?"

Sam grinned and nodded his head. Joanne stepped back and watched her husband get the shaving cream and razor. He knelt in the tub and rubbed his fingers through her trimmed hair before applying the shaving cream to her mons. Carefully, Sam used the razor to remove all of the soft curls from her pubic mons. Joanne lifted her leg, placed it on the edge of the tub and steadied herself against the wall.

"Do it all, Sam." Joanne placed one of her hands on his head and rubbed his wet hair.

Being as careful as he could, Sam shaved the hair from her vulva. Once he was finished, he stared at her hairless crotch and felt his penis throbbing. He took the showerhead off the hook, pointed the spray at Joanne's crotch, using his fingers to wash away the remaining shaving cream. Once she was rinsed, Sam leaned forward and kissed her mons.

They got out of the shower and dried themselves in silence. Joanne thought about how she looked as she started at her reflection in the mirror and decided she liked the new look. Taking a bottle of lotion from the counter she handed it to Sam and chuckled.

"I wouldn't want to have any razor burn, you better put some of this on my my pussy."

Sam took the lotion from his wife, put some in his right hand and rubbed it over her crotch. He kept his eyes locked with hers as he moved his hand very slowly. He was a little shocked at Joanne's use of the word for her sex, but found it exciting.

Joanne put her hands on Sam's shoulders, opened her legs and sighed as his hand stroked her. "That feels so nice, Sam. I really love the feel of your hand on my pussy. Does it bother you if I say that, Sam?"

"No."

"Good, I'm going to call my vagina my pussy from now on and I'm going to call your penis a cock. I like the word cock, it makes me feel so naughty when I say it." Joanne knelt down, wrapped her hand around his penis and looked at it. "Cock, cock, cock, I love your cock."

Joanne kissed his member and then stood up. "Sam, am I turning into a slut? I don't know what's come over me."

"No, honey, I don't think you're turning into a slut. I think that you're discovering yourself and it's foreign to you, I know it is to me. Don't get me wrong, I love the change. I love the way you're coming out of your shell and finding out there are other things in life, things you may have not understood or thought were abnormal. I find myself looking at things in a whole new light."

Joanne thought about what Sam said and found she agreed with him. Even though she had spent her life to date as a sexual prude, Joanne had fantasies. She read some steamy novels in the past and remembered how the love scenes seemed unbelievable. Now, after a couple of days with the carefree group she was staying with, she realized that not only were the descriptions on the pages possible, she wanted to experience them for herself.

Throwing caution to the wind, Joanne began fondling Sam's penis. It quickly grew from its semi flaccid state to a full erection. Once his member was throbbing in her hand, Joanne turned her back to Sam and grabbed the sink counter. Leaning forward, she spread her legs and glanced back at her surprised husband.

"Sam, please don't hate me, but I need you to fuck me, I need you to fuck me now."

Sam stepped behind his wife, gripped his penis and started rubbing it against Joanne's labia. She was already wet and her juices coated his glans. Sam positioned his member at her entrance, pushed forward and slid into her depths. Joanne moaned as her husband filled her and she began to push back.

Gripping her hips, Sam began to slam into Joanne. His hips slapped against her upturned bottom and she grunted each time he was completely in her. Removing one of her hands from the counter, Joanne took Sam's right wrist and guided his hand around her.

"Touch me, Sam. Rub my clit while you fuck me hard." Joanne's words came out as series of sharp grunts as Sam kept up his movement.

Sam found Joanne's clitoris and pressed his finger against it. Joanne let out a muffled cry and wiggled against the digit that was exciting her. When he began to pinch at her clitoral nub, Joanne started to speak incoherently. Sam couldn't understand what she said, but he felt it had something to do with what he was doing to her.

"Oh, God yes! Pound your big cock in my pussy, Sam! Make me cum, use me!"

Sam increased his motion as Joanne continued to grunt and push back. For Joanne, sex had been a thing she did to please her husband for the most part, but today it was for her. She wanted to feel the passion she had suppressed for the years since reaching puberty, since becoming a wife.

Joanne felt her stomach muscles tighten and her legs begin to quiver as Sam slammed into her. He was close to ejaculating, but tried to hold off until his wife was sated. Joanne moaned while he penetrated her and rolled her clitoris between his finger and thumb. When her orgasm rocketed through her body, Joanne's legs began to shake and she found herself supported by her husband's penis and the hand around her waist. She thrashed her head from side to side as her vagina convulsed around Sam's member.

Sam began to cum, sending his semen into his wife's contracting vagina. His juices melded with hers and the sound changed from slapping to squishing. Thick semen ran down Joanne's legs as Sam tried to keep moving. Finally, he collapsed against Joanne's back and reached for the counter to keep from falling.

They remained against the counter for a few moments, both of them panting. Joanne found enough strength to turn around and wrap her arms around her husband's neck. Sam looked into the glazed eyes and smiled.

Joanne kissed Sam and chuckled. "I think we need to take another shower, baby."

Sam nodded and let her go so they could get back into the tub. Joanne turned on the water, starting with the cold and they both yelped as the chilled water cascaded over them. Sam reached around Joanne and turned on the hot water so they wouldn't freeze.

As they quickly washed, Joanne started to giggle. "Sam, I really like the way we've made love in the past, but that was the best fucking you ever gave me."

"I have to admit, that was the first time I've ever done anything like that, Jo."

Joanne grinned. "It better not be the last, buddy. I want you to make love to me and to fuck me any and every way we can think of."

Sam laughed. "Yes ma'am, anything you say."

The two of them finished in the shower and then went to get dressed. Joanne looked at the clothing on the bed and decided to surprise her husband. Picking up the clothing, she concealed the thong and went into the bathroom before Sam knew what happened. She took her time getting dressed and then came out to show him how she looked.

"Well, do you like what I plan to wear tonight?"

Sam looked at his wife, starting from her head and letting his eyes drift down. He paused at her chest and stared at her un haltered breasts before gazing down at the short skirt she wore wrapped around her waist. As he stared in awe, Joanne untied the skirt and revealed the lacy thong to him. Sam stepped toward her, but Joanne stepped back and covered herself, retying the skirt.

"Now, now, Stud, you've had enough for now. You'll have to wait until we get back from dinner."

Sam laughed and took Joanne in his arms. He hugged her, gave her a kiss and then looked into her eyes. "What am I going to do with you, Jo?"

"Love me, Sam, just love me."

"I will, forever."

After a passionate kiss, they left the room to join the rest of the group. When Joanne and Sam walked into the living room, Marge began to laugh.

"We were about to leave without you two. I was going to bring you a doggy bag and just toss it into the bedroom," Marge said jokingly.

Joanne felt her cheeks warm, but Liz came to her rescue.

"Leave the newlyweds alone. I know how it feels to discover new things and new feelings," Liz said.

"Let's go eat," Don said. "The kids are out in a van waiting for us."

The adults left the house, got into the other van and headed for the restaurant. Jerry drove and Liz sat up front with him. Jack followed close behind the van, making sure he didn't get separated from them.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Jerry told the woman at the counter they had a reservation. He gave her his name and the group was led to a room off the main dining room. They all sat at the two long tables that were ready for them, the teens at one and the adults at the other.

During dinner, Sam found it hard to keep his hands off Joanne's leg. She would let him stroke her thigh, but always stopped him when he ventured too close to her crotch.

"Did you kids work everything out with, Jeri?" Don asked as he turned around and looked at his son and daughter.

"Yes, Jeri and April accepted the offer. They want to know when the house will be ready," Kim replied.

"I don't know how long it's going to take, Kim. There is a lot to do. Your mother has to find a decorator and we need to find a contractor to do the work. Maybe in three or four months," Don said.

Liz heard Don and glanced at Joanne. She thought for a moment, trying to remember something she'd heard in the past. Finally, Liz turned to Joanne and tapped her on the shoulder.

"What did you get your degree in, Jo?" Liz asked.

"Interior decorating, but I never really used it. I've done our house and a few friends homes, but never found a job in the field. Why do you ask?" Joanne replied.

"Just a thought, Jo, just a thought," Liz said. "Where are you working now?"

"I'm working at a furniture store, Liz. I'm in sales," Joanne told her.

Liz turned around and got Don's attention. "Don, Jo went to school for interior decorating. Maybe you and could hire her to do the house."

"Really, Jo? You're a decorator," Anne said.

"Well, that's what my degree is in. I'm a salesperson at a furniture store right now. After I graduated, I couldn't find a job as a decorator and working in the store is the next best thing. I get to work with people and help them find the furnishings they want for their homes," Joanne said.

Sally overheard her mom and twisted in her chair. "Could you help us with the yacht? We want to do it in an oriental theme, Japanese."

"I'd love to give you guys a hand, Sally," Joanne said.

"If you're going to be coming down to work on the yacht, you may as well do the new house too," Marge said. "We're thinking about something art deco."

"I could help as long as I can get some time off work," Joanne said.

"Nonsense, quit your job and do what you were trained to do," Marc told Joanne. "I think Bob and Dianne could use some help at the golf course too."

Joanne became excited at the idea and turned to Sam. "Do you think we could afford it, Honey? Could I quit working at the furniture store and decorate full time?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Sam nodded his head and said, "Yes, Jo. We'll find a way to do it if that's what you really want."

"What do you mean, Sam? Jo has been a decorator for ten minutes and she already has three clients." Marge looked at Joanne and smiled. "Just let us know how much you'll need for a retainer and I'll make sure our money manager writes you a check."

The adults laughed and then Anne said, "Yeah, and if he doesn't, you can cut him off."

Joanne chuckled and shook her head. "I don't think I could do that, Anne, not anymore."

The women all shifted their seats so they could sit closer together. Kim, Sally, Lisa and Megan joined them and they began talking about the different ideas they had. Marge and Anne talked about the house while Kim and Sally tried to tell Joanne about their ideas for the yacht. Megan and Lisa joined in, giving their opinions. The men sat at the other table and listened to the tireless drone.

Marc finally got up and said, "Let's go back to the house, it's getting late."

Jerry paid the bill and the group left the restaurant. Like on the ride there, the adults rode in one of the vans and the teens in the other. When they arrived at the house, they all went inside. Don offered the adults after dinner drinks and began filling glasses as they shouted out their orders. Sam came over and gave Don a hand, carrying the drinks to those who ordered them.

The teens went to the recreation room and found a movie to watch. Kim and Paul cuddled together on the floor while Sally and Brad sat on one of the couches. Across from Sally and Brad, Lisa and Megan sat next to one another with Jack and Tom at their sides. Jack reached up and turned off the lamp, leaving the television as the only source of light in the room.

"Are you excited about tomorrow, Kim" Paul asked.

"Yeah, I'm real excited. It isn't everyday you get to buy a yacht," Kim replied. "I wonder what we'll have to do tomorrow."

"Probably just sign some papers or something. That and tell the boat company what we want to name the yacht," Tom said. "Are we all sure that we want to call her Tomiko?"

Jack put his hand on Megan's leg and gave it a squeeze. "I'm sure. I like the name."

"So do I. I think it sounds cool," Tom said.

"Okay then, it's settled," Sally said, "Tomiko will be the name of our new yacht."

"How do you guys feel about Mrs. Mitchell helping with the decorating?" Lisa asked.

"I think it's a good idea," Jack replied. "We can use all the help we can get. I guess we'd have had to hire someone anyway and having someone we know is better than a stranger."

Megan smiled at Jack. "You know, your parents did it again, Jack, they made someone's dream come true. I over heard Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell talking on the way out of the restaurant and she said that it was the chance of a lifetime. I know I'll want to work in my field after I get my degree."

"What's really cool is how your parents give people opportunity rather than just money," Lisa said.

"Our parents and our aunt and uncle would have to pay someone anyway," Kim said. "I guess they just feel good when they can help their friends."

The teens watched the movie and talked among themselves for an hour. Sally and Brad were kissing each other and giggling. Finally, Sally got up, took Brad's hand and pulled him to his feet.

"We're going to bed," Sally announced.

"Are you tired, Sally?" Kim asked as she watched her cousin and Brad head toward the door.

Sally looked over her shoulder, grinned and replied, "Nope, horny." She pulled Brad out of the room and led him to the room they'd been sharing.

The teenage couples began to leave the recreation room until only Megan and Jack remained. They snuggled on the couch watching the end of the movie and then went to bed.

In the living room, the adults sat on the couches and talked about the things they wanted to do during their last couple of days in Florida. The women discussed the shopping trip they planned for the next day and the men tried to figure out a way to get in another round of golf. At midnight, they all decided to call it a day and headed off to their rooms.

The house became active early in the morning. Marge and Anne were the first to get up and head to the kitchen. Rosa greeted them and offered the two women fresh coffee.

"How was your day off, Rosa?" Marge asked as she accepted a cup of coffee from the woman.

"It was wonderful, Mrs. Graham. I don't get to spend many holidays with my family. You all are very generous," Rosa replied.

Marge and Anne went to the dining room, sat at the table and drank their coffee. A few minutes later, Liz and Dianne came in and joined them.

"I wonder how Joanne's night was," Liz said. "I know she was very excited about being able to decorate for you."

Anne laughed and said, "Maybe she and Sam celebrated if you know what I mean."

Joanne heard Anne as she walked into the dining room and took a seat. Her face was aglow and she was smiling from ear to ear.

"Sam and I did," Joanne said. "I need to get home so I can get some rest. Sam and I have made love so many times, I'm getting a little tender you know, down there."

Liz chuckled and said, "Just roll over, Jo. When the front door is broken, use the backdoor."

Joanne laughed and shook her head. "Liz, you never cease to amaze me. Just about the time I thought I'd heard everything, you manage to shock me. I must admit, it doesn't shock me like it did the first couple of days."

Anne looked across the table and smiled at Joanne. "When do you think you can get started helping us with the new house, Jo?"

"I have to give the furniture store two weeks notice. After that, I can start full time. Until then, we can begin getting some ideas," Joanne said. "I don't know how to thank you guys for this opportunity."

"Just do a good job, Jo," Marge said.

"I will, Marge. I still feel like this is all a dream. Over the past few days my life has changed so much that I'm having trouble believing I'm really me." Joanne grinned. "I think Sam is enjoying the changes in me. He is so cute and loving all the time now."

"Funny how that works, isn't it? One minute they hardly notice you and then they can't keep their hands or eyes off you. Surprising what a little sex will do for a girl," Liz said. "The thing I love is how much control I have now. When Jerry and I make love, or just plain fuck, he's like putty in my hands."

The five women laughed. Don and Marc came into the room, poured coffee from the carafe Rosa had left on the table and joined the women. When Sam and Jerry came in, the men began talking about the meeting they had with Harry Shockley at Bowman Yachts.

The rest of the group came into the dining room and waited for Rosa to serve breakfast. After eating, the girls helped clear the table while the adults went to get dressed. At nine o'clock, everyone was dressed and ready to go.

Don, Marc and their children, along with Jerry and Sam, took one of the vans and headed to the meeting. The women, including Lisa and Megan took the other van and began driving to West Palm to go shopping. Bob, Brad and Paul took Sam's rental car and headed for a golf course Bob wanted to play and check out for ideas.

After the meeting at Bowman Yachts, the group was planning to meet the women in West Palm for lunch and another walk through at the new house.

Don pulled the van into the parking lot of Bowman Yachts, parked and got out. The rest of the group also exited the van and stretched. Kim and Sally bounced on the balls of their feet, unable to control their excitement. They all went up the steps of the office building and into the lobby.

Harry Shockley was in the lobby, awaiting the arrival of the teens and their fathers. After introductions and shaking hands, Harry led the group to a conference room and offered them sodas and coffee. Harry's attorney joined the meeting to make sure Bowman Yachts was represented.

Once everyone that wanted something had their beverage, the meeting got started. Harry began by asking if the sea trial had gone okay and Jack told him it went great. There was a knock on the conference room door and the receptionist opened the door and let Jeri and April into the room.

"Sorry we're late," Jeri said. "April and I were going over a few things with the engineer."

"Hello, Jeri," Harry said. "I haven't seen you in over a year, not since you took delivery of that eighty footer."

"Hi, Harry. You'll be seeing a lot more of me. I have been hired as the captain for the yacht. April is also going to be working on her," Jeri said.

Jerry opened his attach case, pulled out a thick manila folder and placed it on the table in front of him. Sam opened a portfolio and flipped through several pages before he found what he was looking for.

"First of all," Jerry said. "I want you to know that the yacht is owned by Jack, Tom, Kim and Sally. They will be responsible for everything that is done during the completion and delivery. Because they have very little experience, I will be assisting them."

Harry nodded.

"Second, we have agreed on the price and terms of the transaction, but I'd like to spend a few minutes going over them. I have contacted the bank that is funding the project and reached an agreement with them. Once the documents are signed, you will be free of any liability regarding the note, Harry.

"As we agreed, I have negotiated with the man that ordered the yacht and have come to terms with him regarding his investment. Jack, Tom, Kim and Sally will own the yacht and lease it to the business. We will give you a check for two million five hundred thousand dollars. Is everything okay so far, Harry?"

"Yes, everything is as we agreed," Harry replied as he followed along on a copy of the document Jerry had provided for him.

"Great, the next item is the yacht's completion. As I said earlier, Jack, Tom, Kim and Sally will be taking care of overseeing the work and making any changes necessary. They will come down a couple times a month and meet with you and Jeri. Are there any questions so far?" Jerry asked.

Harry looked at his attorney and when the man shook his head, Harry said, "Not yet. Oh, I have one question, what are you going to name the yacht? We have to get the documentation process started."

"Tomiko," Kim and Sally said at the same time.

Harry chuckled and nodded. "How do you spell that?"

Kim spelled the name they had chosen while Harry carefully printed it on a form.

"Where will the home port be?" Harry asked.

"I don't know," Jack said. "We haven't thought about that yet. When do we have to decide?

"You can decide anytime you want to, Jack, but we can't document the yacht until you decide," Harry told him.

Jack looked at his sister and two cousins. "Well, we can make it Michigan or Florida. What do you guys think?"

Sally turned to Jeri and asked, "What do you think? Which would be better for the charter business?"

"I don't really think it matters, Sally. I guess it depends on where the yacht will be most of the time," Jeri replied.

"That makes sense. I think we should pick Florida," Sally said.

"I agree with Sally," Tom said.

"Are there any tax advantages to picking one over the other, Jerry?" Don asked.

"No, not really," Jerry replied. "The way we're booking the asset will allow us to avoid most tax issues. You can make either one the home port."

Both Jack and Kim nodded and it was decided that the yacht would call West Palm Beach her homeport. Harry finished filling out the document and pushed it across the table for the teens' signatures.

Over the next hour, Jerry went over each document, explaining what they were for and had them signed by Jack, Tom, Kim and Sally. Harry also signed, completing the process. Once everything was signed and notarized by the receptionist, everyone got up and shook hands.

"I look forward to working with all of you," Harry said.

"Mr. Shockley, how long do you think it will take to finish Tomiko?" Sally asked.

"It depends on how many changes you make to her, Sally. I would guess we could have her ready in a couple of months if there are limited changes. If there is anything major, it will take longer," Harry replied. "When you request a modification, we will create a change order. Once the order is approved, we'll give you a new completion date if necessary."

Jerry took a piece of paper out of his attach and handed it to Harry. "This is a letter of credit from our bank. It's for five hundred thousand and you can draw against it for any approved changes."

Harry reviewed the letter of credit, nodded and handed it to his attorney.

Jack asked Tom, Kim and Sally to come with him to the other end of the room and said, "Should we give Jeri the authority to approve changes up to a certain amount? Say ten thousand dollars?"

"I think so," Tom said. "It would make things go faster if she could. What do you think Sally? Kim?"

"I agree," Kim said.

"Me too, but I think she should call us first so we can keep track of the money," Sally offered.

The teens agreed and went back to the group. Jack explained what they decided and Harry's attorney drafted a document giving Jeri the required authority. After Jerry reviewed the document, Harry took the draft out to the receptionist to be typed and copied.

Jack looked at the wall of the conference room and asked, "Who are the kids in the pictures with the fish?"

"That's my son Eddie, my daughter Jenny and their friends, Brad and Kathy. They fish tournaments for billfish," Harry said proudly.

"Wow, that's cool! I'd love to do that someday," Kim said. "We should have one of those fishing chairs put on Tomiko."

"You certainly can have a fishing chair installed if you want to, but a yacht that size isn't really designed for fishing. You can fish off of her, but not for tournaments, not easily," Harry said. "Maybe you guys could join my kids on one of their trips, they do very well."

"Are your kids the ones that fish Lady Guinevere?" Jeri asked.

"Yup," Harry said.

"I never put two and two together," Jeri said. "They're becoming famous around the bill fishing community. I read about them all the time."

Harry felt his chest swell as Jeri talked about his children. He couldn't help smiling. "I'm very proud of them and their friends. They have really taken to that type of fishing, not to mention introducing it to a lot of kids their age."

"That's an understatement," Jeri said. "I read in the club news letter that participation by the member's children is higher than it ever has been. I also have read they are responsible for other clubs starting youth divisions."

Harry could only nod as he felt his throat tighten. He knew his children were known in the fishing community, but not to the extent Jeri was relating.

"Do you really think they would take us fishing?" Jack asked.

"Yes, I'm sure," Harry said. "Just let me know in advance and I'll arrange it."

"Thanks, Mr. Shockley, we will," Jack said.

"Jeri, we're all going to go to the new house, the kids haven't seen it yet. Would you and April like to join us?" Don asked.

"Yes, we'd love to," Jeri replied. "I have a few items to review with the foreman and engineer first. April and I will meet you there, if that's okay."

"That'll be fine, Jeri. We'll probably have lunch first, let's say two hours or so," Don said.

Jeri and April agreed to meet the group at the house.

It was almost noon when the group said their goodbyes. Jeri and April went to the shed to finish going over a few things with the foreman and the engineer. Don, Marc and the rest of the group got into the van and left for West Palm to meet the women.

As soon as Don drove the van away from the yard, Jack, Tom, Kim and Sally began whooping and hollering. They gave each other high fives and then hugs. Don, Marc, Jerry and Sam laughed at the teens' excitement.

Sally leaned close to her brother, covered his crotch with her hand and whispered in his ear, "I'm so happy, Tom. I can't wait until we can celebrate properly." Sally rubbed her hand over his expanding penis and giggled.

Kim noticed what her cousin was doing and, not to be outdone, she began to rub Jack. When her brother looked at her, Kim took his hand, pulled it under her short sundress and pressed it against the gusset of her panties. She kissed his ear and whispered, "I want you."

With one eye trained on the men in the front seats of the van, the teens fondled each other. After a few moments, they stopped and sat back against the long bench seat.

Kim and Sally glanced at one another and began to giggle. Kim leaned close to her cousin and whispered; "Two weeks and we'll have them all to ourselves."

Sally grinned and nodded her head. When Jack asked what they were talking about, Kim smiled and put her mouth to his ear.

"Sally and I were just thinking about when we get to come back to Florida in a couple weeks. We can't wait to get you and Tom alone." Kim kissed her brother's ear and pulled her mouth away.

"Wow, I can't believe we really own Tomiko," Tom said. "This is going to be great! I hope it doesn't take too long to finish her."

"The yacht will be finished before you know it," Marc said. "Just don't forget about your responsibilities. This isn't something that will take care of itself. You kids have to stay focused on your new business."

"Shit!" Tom said, and then covered his mouth, realizing what he said. "I wanted to get some more pictures of the yacht."

"You guys can go back tomorrow if you want to," Don said.

"Cool," Tom said.

"Jack, you should take your video camera too," Kim said. "That way we can make a video of the yacht to review and keep track of the progress."

"That's a great idea, Kim. We'll take it tomorrow and make the video," Jack said. "Dad, when is our flight home?"

"The day after tomorrow, Jack. We have a two o'clock flight," Don replied.

Don drove down the main street in the shopping district the women were planning on visiting. He spotted their van, found a parking place and pulled in. They group got out of the van and looked up and down the street, trying to decide where the woman may be. Realizing their wives could be in any one of the shops, the group sat down at a sidewalk caf and ordered soft drinks.

While they looked up and down the street, Kim took her cell phone out of her purse and called her mom. When Marge answered, Kim told her where they were waiting. After hanging up, Kim glanced at her father and saw him shaking his head.

"How did you get so smart, Kim?" Don asked.

Kim gave him a toothy grin and replied, "From you, Daddy."

After waiting for half an hour, Jack spotted the woman and stood up to wave at them. They came over, all of them carrying shopping bags, and joined Don and the rest of the group. Joanne was grinning from ear to ear as she sat on Sam's legs and kissed his cheek.

"I hope you don't get mad at me, Sam, but I kind of went overboard," Joanne said and then kissed him again. "I completely replaced my lingerie. When we get home, I'm going to throw all of my old things away."

"Can I see in your bag, Jo?" Sam asked as he reached for one of the laden bags.

Joanne grabbed the bags and held them closed. "Later, Sweetie, I want to put on a little fashion show for you in private."

"Okay, I guess I can wait," Sam said. "Are you guys hungry? I'm starved!"

The group decided that they all wanted lunch, got up and left the caf . They walked down the street, found a restaurant and went in. The host had them wait while tables were moved together so they could all sit as a group. Once seated, they looked at the menu and made their selection. During lunch, Jack, Tom, Kim and Sally prattled on about the yacht and the morning meeting.

Lisa and Megan sat side by side and listened to Tom and Jack. They could see how excited the two boys were about the yacht; however, they also felt a bit jealous. Not about the yacht, but how close it was bringing the siblings together. Megan put her hand under the table, placed it on Lisa's leg and rubbed it gently. When Lisa looked at her, Megan smiled and winked. Lisa put her hand on Megan's and winked back.

Leaning close to Lisa, Megan whispered, "I want to make love to you."

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