chapter 5

Ginger smirked, "We love watching you all kiss and have sex. It was hot and exciting. I came hard, and so did Steve." I teased, "I can speak for myself. Yes, exactly what she said." I pointed at Ginger. "We would never have done this even a month ago. You inspired us all."

Beth teased, "Can we do it again? I love that too. Doug gets really mad to see you two kissing right outside your bedroom window. Turn on the lights. Next time; we can usually just see your silhouette, but sometimes that's enough; you know tab A comes and goes in slot B.” She giggled.

I admit, "Yes, I'd like to see more too, and you're as well lit as you have the lights on."

Jo asked, "So what happened?"

I laughed, "I'm thirty yards away and I don't have binoculars."

Gin also laughed, "Moreover, he wants to sniff and taste."

Jo scoffed, "Maybe next time." That night, with no preparation or planning, we repeated the previous night's sexual behavior. The only difference is that Doug rolled one of his new upholstered chairs as close as possible to our bedroom window while still allowing us to see them. Now the distance is only about 20 feet.

Ginger and I left the bedroom lights on while we played. Doug and his wives are really in the spotlight, you can see them so well. Once again, everyone has arrived. Doug drops his stuff on Beth and Jo eats it, scoops up the sewage, and then snows with Doug and Beth before it disappears.

Ginger made me do the same to him. I never ate it AFTER I got into it, but I'm very horny and horny so I just did. I have overestimated terrible taste for over two decades. It's not bad, and snowballing with Gin is sexy.

Monday is a pretty normal day. On Tuesday, I left home early to catch a flight to Atlanta. I spent the day there successfully selling my business, which included dinner with a client, then a run to the airport for one of the last flights back to Tampa. I took the flight and drove into my driveway around 11 o'clock. Some of the lights were on, so I knew Ginger was up. I didn't bother trying to be quiet when I entered the house.

There is no one downstairs, and everything is going well, suggesting that she hasn't had dinner at home yet. I went upstairs to undress and get ready for bed. To my surprise, Ginger wasn't there either.

I peeked out the window and noticed that my neighbor's hot tub was in a dim light like it had never been before. There are four people in the spa, and Ginger is one of them. Right now, she and Jo were kissing passionately. One of Jo's hands caressed one of Gin's bare breasts, two fingers stroking her nipples between them as my wife groaned and kissed her lover harder.

My cock jumps up almost instantly. Doug and Beth were also kissing. I put on my swimsuit and flip flops and went back through the fence.

I watched the quartet in the hot tub for a while, then asked, "Is there room for another person in there?"

Four figures attract attention. Some voices said, “Yes. We're so glad you're back. We need another man. We have too much estrogen here.

Ginger stood up to greet me as I entered the bath. She's naked - beautiful and wonderful naked. She raised her hand and said, “Swimwear or clothing is not allowed. Lost costume. ”

I hesitated, but she smiled and the others giggled too. I passed the challenge and pulled my costume down and took it off. My cock jumped to point at the Pole Star, and I climbed off the short bridge into the tub.

Beth greets me by pressing her naked body against mine and almost suffocating me with several hot kisses, the last of which involves her tongue trying to find my tonsils. .

Ginger approached me next, and while she was kissing me, she also grabbed my dick and kicked it a few times. She whispered to me, “That's all that happened. We had dinner on the Riverwalk until an hour ago. We've been teasing each other since we got home and we're waiting for you.

Jo pulls me towards her naked body and kisses me passionately too. pinch and rub the nipple she gave Ginger as I looked out the window. I looked up at the window, and there was no way they couldn't know I was up there.

Jo and I also shared some French kisses while the others watched. Jo also took my cock and stroked it slowly as we stood in the middle of the hot tub. When I was younger, I ejaculated almost immediately and was able to kick myself out of the tub when the "equilibrium and opposite reaction" proposition of Newton's Law was applied. That night was still so much to consider that I easily resisted but enjoyed the touch.

I glanced at Ginger. Now she's French kissing Doug, and... I was even more surprised... she held his cock in her right hand and slowly rotated her hand around the shaft. I groan. Now all of a sudden I feel like I have to fight the urge to push every single molecule of semen into my body. I understand that this is not standard procedure in hot tubs.

Ginger paused for a moment after that. She announced, “Well, tomorrow is almost here. I think we should go home and go to sleep. We hope you continue to enjoy the hot tub for a few more minutes.

Gin got out of the bath and motioned for me to follow him. We both took our costumes out of the surrounding yard and walked home naked. A few minutes later, we were at the top window, looking at our neighbors.

Jo was standing in one of the chairs, leaning over Beth, who was suckling at her breast. Doug was behind Jo with his cock in and out of her pussy. I opened the windows so we could hear, but the background music was actually just gasps, groans and growls of sexual gratification. I walked into Ginger as she was leaning against part of the window frame. We were well lit and I could see Beth and the others often staring at us a few feet away as we made love. Gin's moans of joy reached our friends' windows. I exploded inside my wife's pussy, pumping gas into her.

A few minutes later, in our bed and invisible to our friends, I re-eat Ginger's clean pussy, also sharing what I found there with her. We slept soundly after that.

I went for a jog in the morning, took a dip in the pool to clean up and cool off, then set out to work on a proposal for the Atlanta outlook. I think the deal is almost done, but we need the paperwork to get it done.

Not long before lunch, Ginger walked into my office. "Can we go out for lunch?" We have a few things to say.

I agreed, so I jotted down a few quick notes in the Word document I typed, and off we went. We almost went to Anna Maria Island at a place called Tide Tables. We got a table under an umbrella and ordered food.

Ginger took the two horns of the bull. “Do you think we should declare that we have a public marriage?

I looked my wife straight in the eye, "Yes, that seems like an appropriate question of the day." I guess when I think back a few weeks ago, we started sliding down a slippery slope. You're right. We had better deal with it before. I guess my honest answer is 'Yes', but maybe we need to set some rules or some limits or something like that. "

Ginger looks relieved." I'm afraid you will say no. I was so excited by these three people next to me that I was all wet every day. Last night I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about what we were doing in the hot tub and ended up masturbating right next to you - and that was after we made love. call me up. I'll join you, or we can even make love again. Tell me how you feel and what you want? " and Jo. What is it like for you, a decent, decent, loyal, controlling wife.

I smile, "An honest assessment, I can see it." I felt it too. The same goes for Jo and Beth. Both excite me. I can go further, maybe. I feel romantic about them. Guard. And, yes, I want to light up their lights. Both. "

" Aren't you mad at me for wanting to have sex with another man? "Gin said, 'No, and neither do I. "

I said, 'So straight to the rules and limits, should there be one? ”

Gin said, “I haven't thought that far into this discussion.. Give me a minute. ”

I took a sip of his beer and white wine. Drinking wine at lunch is a rarity for us. I think it's a special occasion. We are in the process of renegotiating our marriage contract.

I commented, “We're basically rewriting our marriage contract. We have to write down whatever we decide.

Ginger smirked, "And we should both sign it to show that we agree and respect it."

Our plate of food has arrived. We ate in relative silence as we both thought about everything.

I pose a question: "Should we limit ourselves to our three neighbours?"

Gin thought for a minute and said, "I don't think so. What if one of them brought another hot girl or guy into the mix, and we were right there with them. We want the freedom to participate. Beth says she's got a really hot boyfriend somewhere. Indirect. There were a few people I ran into, but I never did anything. That is easy. "

" I think women are more attracted to a man than vice versa. There have been situations where I've worked, but like you, I've kept them low. "

" So the answer is we're opening things up. "

" I don't want to lose you because of romantic attachment, I was talking about Ginger. I reached across the table and shook his hand. “I think anyone is fine, but we should do everything we can to try to introduce them to the rest of us. Or we see them together. "

" I don't want to lose you either. That way, we can be "romantic," but not to the point of putting our marriage in jeopardy. Hopefully I can see it in the sand when the time comes. "

" Yeah, me too. "We're both trying to figure out what that 'text' should look like or what we should be doing off-limits?

Gin scoffed, "I don't think so. Once we're in, who knows what will happen. You've helped me everywhere, so you've got it all first - three cherries." There may be some new sex toys that we haven't tried yet, but I can't think of many other things we could do that would be very different from the sex we did with the other. . "I asked, "What if we shared with each other what we are doing or have been doing?" ""Oh, and do we have to ask permission first?"

I had this discussion with Gin years earlier. "Gin, I don't own you. You're not my property. You don't need to ask permission. It's about ownership." As for me, I'd love to have a blow, fuck, and freak communication from you about whatever you do. It's not because I'm going to be angry or anything like that. Imagining you with Doug or another man or woman excites me immensely. I want to bathe in the experience, almost as if I'm there with you, even if it's the day after. "