Chapter 8
The next day, as she posed for Kathy, Janet asked about setting up a plan of attack for the coming Thursday.
"What plan of attack?" Kathy asked, daubing on some color. "You two just come on over about six."
"Oh, we don't want to do that. Then Jake and Phil will see us getting dressed. That'll spoil the effect of the outfits."
"Hadn't thought of that. Got any ideas?"
Janet thought for a moment. "Why don't we just dress casually for dinner. Afterwards you and I can excuse ourselves and go up and change. We can do it late, about nine so the sun is down. The light out by the pool should be great then."
Kathy smiled a little. "Hmmmm! I think you've got it. The boys'll have a bit of wine in them by then and be loosened up. What about the kids?
How'll we get rid of them?"
"Send 'em to the drive-in. All four of them."
They began to discuss details of food and drink, as Kathy continued painting. Finally she called a halt. "Got to go downtown. Latch the gate when you leave."
"Okay," Janet called out, gathering her clothes and getting dressed. She had just fastened her belt when Jake came in. Sneaking up behind her he put his arms around her and clutched her breasts. Turning in his arms, Janet gave him a warm kiss before pulling away.
"Mmmmmm, didn't expect to get that!" Jake licked his lips and eyed her lewdly.
She pulled up the zipper on her shorts. "I know you didn't. Obviously, you're no problem."
"Problem? What problem?" He reached for her again, but she dodged him.
"Uh-uh," she said, waggling a finger at him. "Hands off. At least for now. I love you Jake, but I've got other things on my mind."
"like what?" he asked, still reaching.
She slapped his hands away. "like my husband and your wife. He's got the hots for her."
"With a wife like you? How could he?"
"Same way you go after me, dummy. Now stop it, I'm serious."
"Why, so you are. Sit, little lady, and tell me all about your traumas." Jake sat down on the diving board.
"You know what Phil's life overseas was like I assume?"
"Sure," Jake said, "told me all about his harem."
"Well, he misses it. Now, I miss you and you miss me. The only one left out of the herd is Kathy. I'm sure she'd like to shack up with Phil. How do you feel about it?"
Jake thought deeply for a minute. "Wild, in one way. The idea turns me on. Jealous, a bit I guess. I like Phil. I love Kathy. I guess if she'd like it, I wouldn't mind, if I can have you."
"That's my thought. So long as nobody gets left out, it's worth a try. You willing to try?"
Jake got up and paced nervously. "Man, the thought burns me up. Yeah, why not?" He turned quickly to Janet. "When and how?"
"Phil and I figure Thursday. All we need is your help."
"Okay, tell me how." Jake sat down again.
"All I want you to do is lead Kathy's mind in the right direction over the next few days. Talk about Phil so as to get her interested. Somehow, without letting on that it might really happen, let her know you wouldn't mind her screwing with him. Okay?"
"Sure that's all that's needed?" Jake lighted one of his rare cigarettes.
Janet smiled secretly. "Don't worry. Even that may be more than enough." She checked her watch. "I gotta go home. Phil will be back soon with the twins." She slipped through the gate and bolted it. Absently, Jake slid the bolt on his side and wandered back into the house.
Next door, Janet went upstairs and shed her clothes. Nude, she wandered out to the pool and stretched out on a couch. Soon Phil and the kids joined her. As the twins took their usual workout, she told Phil of her talk with Jake. "So, at the right time, all you have to do is go for Kathy while I keep Jake busy. Now get in the pool before the kids see that erection you've got."
Phil laughed and dove in. Janet closed her eyes to the bright sun and felt its warmth bake into her bare skin.
The time until Thursday seemed to drag to Janet. At the thought of regaining his "harem", Phil had been more anxious to make love than at any time since the first week after his return. Janet's cunt burned at the thought of Jake, and at the thought of Phil with Kathy.
Phil came home one day after she had been daydreaming and found her caressing herself, legs wide spread, just her buttocks on one of the bar stools. Stripping quickly as she watched, he told her to keep on playing with herself. One hand worked at her breasts, massaging and rubbing the nipples, while her right hand worked eagerly at her cunt. Naked, Phil walked slowly toward her and watched as she kept up her rubbing and stroking. His prick leaped upward stiffly and his hand went to it and began to fondle it. For long, long minutes they remained like that, she leaning against the bar stool, back braced against the bar, legs stiff. Her mouth sagged open in passion as she watched him. handle his massive prick, teasing the underside with one finger, rubbing it. Just as she was about to come he had her turn around and brace her hands on the bar, bent at the waist. Eagerly he stepped up behind her and aimed his cock carefully into her channel from behind. As he drove in to her he reached around and cupped her breasts, lifting them, squeezing. Janet locked her arms to withstand the pounding as he drove into her. Just as he began to spurt, he released one of her breasts and worked one finger on her pussy, vigorously massaging her clitoris. With a muffled shriek, Janet felt wave after wave of contractions surge through her. She sagged down on her arms wearily as he slowly pulled out of her. She was unmindful of the juices dripping from her cunt until he took a napkin from the bar and gently dried her crotch, then mopped up the spill on the floor. He had just gotten things cleaned up when the twins came home looking for lunch.
Finally Thursday arrived. Janet took longer than usual at getting ready, taking care with shaving her underarms and legs before bathing. As she sat before the mirror, carefully arranging her hair so as to match the painting, she critically studied her face. Fine-boned, with a pert nose, her blue eyes sparkled, complementing her tan skin and golden hair. The thought of Phil's reaction when he saw the painting, and then her in the same outfit brought a smile to her lips. She patted a last curl in place and headed downstairs.
"What took you so long?" Phil asked, looking up from the paper.
"Just making sure I look all right. What time is it?"
"Quarter of. Want a drink before we go?"
Suddenly nervous, Janet decided it was a good idea. "Tom Collins, a weak one."
By the time they finished it was after six. Just before going through the gate in the fence Janet bounced up on tiptoe and gave Phil a kiss on the cheek, hugging his arm to her breast. "Oh, Phil, I love you so much!"
He smiled at her tenderly. "I love you, too, hon.
More than I can say."
Jake and Kathy were already sipping drinks. As Phil and Janet came up, the red-haired man got up and offered to mix drinks for them from the bar cart next to the table. As he poured out two drinks, Phil looked at the two canvases poised on easels by the fence. Each was covered with a cloth. "What's this?" he asked, starting to walk over to them.
"Hands off," Kathy warned. "Those are for later."
"Okay," Phil said, giving them a quizzical look, then taking his drink from Jake. "How's the golf game, Jake?"
"Lousy, just lousy!" Jake sat down lazily. "You know that trap on thirteen?"
"The deep one to the right of the green? A horror."
"There I was yesterday with a big client. He winds up with a nine iron, thought he'd be sure to clear it. Plop! Right in the deepest part. And in someone's heel mark, to boot. That ball looked like it was in a gopher hole. I'm two feet from the pin with my second shot, and he needs a shovel to get out of the trap. It was mortifying. He took a triple bogey and the best I could fake was a par. It was horrible!"
Phil chuckled. "Just couldn't manage to lose, could you?"
"I tried, Lord knows, I tried. I sliced on fourteen. Thought I'd wind up in the next county. He puts his shot in the water hazard. It went from bad to worse. Wound up beating him by ten strokes. It was awful!"
As the adults sat sipping their drinks, across town the four youngsters were again sitting at the drive-in restaurant. Judy was in the front seat with Jimmy. She nibbled reflectively on a French fry. "What's up with the folks tonight, anyway?"
"Yeah," mused Tom, in the back seat with Beth. "Mom was nervous as a cat today. She's been uptight all week."
Beth giggled slightly. "Dad's been somewhere else for days. He started to go golfing without his clubs once."
Jimmy slurped nonchalantly on a huge milk shake. "I think they've got something special brewing tonight. When he gave me money for tonight Dad as much as told me to get lost until tomorrow. Get this. He said if the front light was not on, we should go to your parents' place, Tom."
"Hmmmm," Tom mused. "And all four of them are at yours."
"Unchaperoned, too," giggled Judy.
"Knowing Dad," Beth commented, "it sounds to me like an orgy."
"Hey, why not sneak home and join in," suggested Jimmy.
"Uh-uh, no dice," Tom said. "That's their show, not ours. One thing I learned from Mom living in that small house was to respect privacy."
"They don't need to know," urged Jimmy.
Judy took a swallow of her milk shake. "I'm with Tom. It's not right. They go their way, we go ours." She looked at Jimmy suggestively. "And I can be very stubborn, Jim."
The red-haired youth studied her eyes before glancing at her bare midriff. His eyes feasted on the tiny elastic-bottomed top she wore. "I get the point," he said.
"I tell you, Phil, that putt was headed right for the pin," Jake said as he slouched back on a lounge and sipped his brandy. Phil reached out for his glass. The women had for some reason gone upstairs a short time ago. "And darned if some silly bug didn't suicide right in front of it. Now you can't tell me that that ant didn't deflect the putt."
"C'mon, Jake, that ant was so small it couldn't have."
"My shot missed didn't it? When was the last time...."
His waving hand jerked to a halt and his voice trailed off. Music was suddenly coming from the loud speakers by the pool. His eyes bugged out at the sight of Kathy. She was wearing a harem outfit. The long-sleeved top was cinched in just beneath her bust, and the filmy, transparent material left her breasts showing plainly. Her midriff was bare. Her navel held a sparkling jewel, while the low-cut, full pants were almost as transparent as the top. Only the gathered folds of the filmy cloth where it bunched up at her crotch concealed her pussy. Even so, the dark shadow of her pubic hair could be dimly seen.
"Don't get up, boys," she said nonchalantly as she strolled over to the bar cart, Janet in her backless creation following. Jake gaped at his wife's buttocks as they showed through the costume. Phil felt his eyes were trying to go in two directions at once as he studied both women. Janet took a big swig of wine, then put her glass down and went over to lean against a post near the easels. Still holding her drink, Kathy walked over and stood between the two easels. She reached back and two spot lights fell harshly on the covering cloths, leaving the rest in darkness. Another spotlight focused on Janet as she leaned back against the pillar, back slightly arched, hands behind her. The two flimsy, clinging strips of cloth from her waist to her neck barely concealed her breasts, and the nipples showed prominently in the bright light, and could be seen through the clinging knit, standing with excitement. Phil's mouth watered as he restrained himself and just sat watching.
Back in the shadows, Kathy reached over and pulled the cloth off one of the canvases. Painted on it, in a mirror image of her spotlighted pose, was Janet. The porch column of plain black pipe had become the Grecian column of a temple. Her gray-blue eyes blazed straight out of the picture at Phil, drawing him to his feet and toward the canvas. His eyes glittered as he looked from the painting to his wife. As he looked she met his eyes boldly.
"Watch," Kathy commanded softly from the shadows. Their eyes swung to the other easel as she began to pull off the cloth. Jake stood slowly and walked over as the cloth was withdrawn. Against a Turkish background stood Kathy, arms on her hips, legs spread, in the costume she was wearing now. She moved into the light and duplicated the pose, head back, breasts boldly forward. For long moments they stood like that, the two men, the women, the paintings. Finally Phil broke and reached for his wife, crushing her to him, giving her a burning kiss. For a moment she melted in his arms, then pushed him gently away. Jake and Kathy broke their embrace at the same time.
The women gently pushed the men toward the house. "There are costumes inside for you, on the bar. Go put them on," Kathy said.
Tearing their eyes from the women, they went into the house. On the bar they found two gold jockstraps. "Hey, wait a minute," Phil began to protest.
"Just put them on, no arguments," Janet hollered from the bar cart.
Shrugging, the men stripped and pulled on the tiny garments. The cups hid their organs, but not by much because of the erections each sported. The two straps from crotch to waist in the back left their buttocks bare.
Trying to look casual, the men walked out to the pool again. Janet put down her drink and went up to Phil, holding out her arms indicating they should dance. He gathered her in carefully, but she pressed up against him wantonly. They danced like that until a quick tune came on. Janet backed away and began to move more quickly, the short skirt rising on her thighs and spinning out. Kathy and Jake stood back as she moved wildly to the music, hips churning. She spun again, the skirt twirling out from her waist, and Phil saw she wore nothing underneath. Spinning and twirling, she whirled around the patio, her pare buttocks and bare pussy flashing. Finally she spun to a stop in front of Phil just as the music stopped. He pulled her into his arms and crushed her to him. Eagerly, she thrust her cunt against his thigh, grinding passionately against him. Then, playing the tease, she twisted free, spinning away. Jake grabbed her arm and pulled her in to his side. Pulling her close to him on one side, he pulled Kathy to him on the other. Phil came over and joined the group. A surge of love overcame him as the four of them huddled together, backs to the rest of the world. Finally, Jake turned toward Janet, pushing Kathy toward Phil. They split into pairs, Jake with Janet, Phil with Kathy. Jake's arms went around Janet and lifted her slightly. Eagerly she wrapped her legs around his thigh, pulling up close to him, grinding her crotch against his leg. After nibbling on his ear she whispered to him and his hands went to the back of her neck. Finding the catch there, he loosed the strips covering her breasts and the cloth dropped to her waist. Arching her back in his arms she tilted her head back as his eyes feasted on her breasts, nipples tense with passion as she laughed happily.
Kathy thrilled as Phil placed his hands on her sides just below the gauzy top. His thumbs pressed up against the base of her breasts as he pulled her in and gave her a bold, open-mouthed kiss. For a moment she returned it, their tongues dueling, until she pulled back and glanced at her husband. He had turned Janet and was fondling her breasts. He gave Kathy an encouraging smile. Confused, Kathy turned back to Phil, her blue eyes boring into his liquid brown eyes. His hands slid up her sides and found her breasts through the top, pinching gently at her nipples, thrilling her. She let her head drop back as passion began to sweep her.
Jake and Janet dropped back on a lounge as they watched the other couple. One of Jake's hands was at her breasts, the other teased the hem of her short skirt upward until it was around her waist, leaving her bare from feet to waist and neck to waist as his hand fastened on her crotch and began to work at it. She let her legs drop open wide as she thrilled at the sight of her husband petting another woman and the bold handling she was getting herself from her red-haired neighbor.
Phil had stepped back from Kathy as she stood there letting him fondle her breast. The top she wore fastened in the front with two bows, leaving a slim gap down between her breasts. He tugged the top bow open and spread the slit wider, keeping one hand on her breast. Her eyes half-closed, Kathy peered down at Phil's tiny costume, fully distended with his erect cock. His free hand went to the other tie and pulled it gently open. As he pushed the top back off her shoulders she held her arms back, then tugged the elastic wrist bands over her hands and let it drop. Phil's eyes feasted on her bare, full breasts and his hands reached for them. He circled the nipples with thumb and forefingers, letting the full curves fill the rest of his hand as he weighed them, finally closing in on her nipples, rolling them, pulling at them. As he worked them her hands reached and found the snap for the waistband of his costume. It dropped free and swung from the end of his cock before dropping to the ground. Her hands encompassed his large organ, marveling at its size and beauty.
Finally he led her over to a lounge and lay her gently back on it. Lifting her hips she let him slide her airy pants down and off. Longingly she looked up at him, hands massaging her own breasts as he studied her. Her blue eyes glittered in passion and she moistened her open lips with her tongue. Her full breasts sagged on her chest from their weight, nipples sharp and pointed. Her chest heaved with passion, and her flat stomach and small waist were broken only by the dimple of her navel. Below that her belly rounded slightly, and she crossed her legs to shield her cunt. He lay next to her on the lounge and began to pet her again. His hand sought her crotch and she let her legs fall open. As she thrilled to his touch her eyes trailed over to the other couple. Janet had gained possession of Jake's cock and had wrapped one hand around it, while he still held one hand to her crotch, the other on her breast, both working slowly. Both of them were watching what Phil was doing to her. Kathy felt a thrill when she realized this and turned herself loose to the fires that were beginning to burn through her. She sought the hot prick that was poking into her thigh and held it gently with both hands, her fingers stroking its underside. They smeared the crystal drop at the tip down its length, slicking his prick up so her hands slid easily over the soft skin that covered its hardness. She and Phil rolled toward each other and kissed, hands working eagerly, thrillingly. Their lips ground together and their teeth met in an open kiss, as their tongues dueled, then she sucked his into her mouth, nipping at it with her teeth. Without breaking the kiss he rolled her gently on her back and moved over her.
Still watching from the other lounge, Janet thrust her cunt upward against Jake's fingers as she watched her husband drive into Kathy. Phil's darkly tanned skin contrasted dramatically with her snowy complexion as she spread her legs, then brought them up behind him and locked them over his knees. As they moved together, Janet tore her eyes away and looked up at Jake. Feeling her twist against him, Jake wrenched his eyes from the sight and looked at her. Leaving him on his back, the petite blonde turned over and swung one leg over his thighs. With both hands she worked at his hard prick, sliding the skin up and down, her thumb pressing and stroking that most tender spot at the base of the head. Jake watched as she lifted up and, guiding his cock with both hands, began to lower herself onto him. Her head thrown back, mouth gaping wide with passion, she drove his spear into her. Lifting his head, Jake could watch her cunt swallow his cock to its base, his thick red pubic hair meshing with her thin blonde curls. His gleaming staff emerged as she slowly raised herself, then plunged back on. Finally she let her torso drop forward. His hands reached for her buttocks and kneaded them, pulling at them. A jolt of fire went through Janet as his finger touched her anus, pushing, striving for entrance. As she ground down on him she felt the muscle loosen and his finger push into her, driving her to an incredible orgasm. He pushed forward with that finger, squeezing the flesh between it and her cunt up against his driving cock, putting a new pressure on his own prick through her body. He slammed his hips upward and gushed into her as he heard her gasp and whimper with her own orgasm. Her pumping muscles milked at his spouting prick.
As he finished he heard the unmistakable gasping whine of Kathy, the whine he had wrung from her so often.
Phil had moved slowly in her at first, pushing gradually deeper and deeper. Eagerly she had tried to take him all at once by pushing against him, but he held his hands at her waist, keeping her back, tantalizing her by holding off as long as possible, eventually pushing all the way in. Still he moved slowly, pulling almost all the way out, then sliding slowly back in. He studied Kathy's passion twisted face as he did so. Gradually he quickened the pace as she climaxed once, then rammed into her as he felt his own climax coming. As he shot into her she whined eagerly, driving her hips on to him as hard as possible, her cunt squeezing on his hard, jetting rod.
The music had stopped and the only sounds were of crickets and the gasps and pants of the four passion torn people on the lounges. Finally Phil stirred and rolled off Kathy, his limp prick slipping out of her and trailing a dribble of juices coldly across his thigh as he settled himself on his back, one arm under her neck. She cuddled against him, stroking his chest with one hand. Looking past his feet, he could see Jake and Janet, still interlocked. Janet had her legs spread on each side of Jake's thighs. Phil could see how her cunt still held Jake's cock. The sight of them in such a position sent a jolt of passion through him again, and he put one hand to Kathy's breast and gently petted it. She smiled sleepily, eyes still closed and cuddled closer against him.
The first to get up was Janet. Slowly she raised herself off Jake's limp prick. She padded over to where Kathy and Phil cuddled and put an arm around each. For a moment she bent down and held herself close to them. After kissing Phil she released them and stepped over to the pool. She executed a smooth dive into its lighted depths, a welter of glittering bubbles surrounding and trailing her.
Phil disentangled himself from Kathy and followed his wife. Kathy walked over and cuddled her husband for a moment, then led him into the water. The four of them floated gently in the cool water, drifting contentedly.
Jake finally broke the quiet spell when he gathered in the plastic beach ball drifting on the pool and bounced it off Phil's head. Soon all four were paired off in an informal game of water polo. As they wrestled over the ball from one end of the pool to the other, the contact between naked bodies began to warm them again. Phil reached for the ball just as his wife threw it to Kathy, and wound up pressing Jan's breasts with both hands. Laughing, she twisted away, leaping high out of the water for Kathy's return throw. Holding the ball in front of her like a bubble dancer, she stuck out her tongue at Phil as he stalked her. Suddenly Jake's arms were around her from the back. Before she could get rid of the ball Phil had pounced and wrestled it from her. Kathy took a wild leap at him, her bare breasts bobbing. Phil threw the ball to Jake and embraced Kathy as she hurtled into him. The two submerged in a welter of foam. Phil popped up just in time to see the ball headed toward him from Jake, who had Janet on his shoulders, both hands trying to push him underwater. She pushed off him as Phil fielded the ball and held it high out of the water while Kathy jumped in vain for it. For a minute he held the ball while the two women rubbed and bumped against him trying to reach it. As Janet clutched his arm he flipped the ball to Jake with his wrist. Janet continued to climb his arm as Kathy took off after her husband.
Panting eagerly, Janet pulled her husband's hand down and thrust it eagerly to her crotch underwater. "Do me, do me, do me!" she cried, working his finger into her. As he complied, she reached for his prick, standing stiffly out from his groin. For a time they stood in the shallow end of the pool, hands working against each other's sexes, staring intently at each other as their passion built and built.
Kathy and Jake had made it out of the pool, but no farther. She was spread flat on her back on the end of the diving board, legs wide, feet on the deck. Her husband poised between her legs, feasting his eyes on her body as his hands worked on her breasts, kneading and pushing at the soft fullness. She reached for his hard cock and pulled him toward her black-furred cunt. Slowly, he let her pull him in until the tip of his prick nuzzled up to her slit, her pubic hair scratching lightly at its tip. Stimulating herself with it, she rubbed the head of his prick up and down the length of her pussy, her blue eyes glittering up at him, smiling wickedly as she teased herself and him at the same time. Finally he took a slow step forward and began to enter her, still pressing at her breasts with his hands, his fingers pulling at her nipples. A fraction of an inch at a time he walked into her, never pulling back, just steadily pushing in. He watched his prick gradually disappear into her eager cunt, till finally their pubic hair met and tangled. He pressed hard against her, then began to pump slowly in and out. Kathy's eyes closed and she folded her hands across her stomach as she concentrated on the feeling of him pushing in and out of her.
As his pace quickened, Jake placed his hands on the board on each side of her, leaning forward slightly as he began to increase the speed of his driving into her, his hips churning. Kathy's head tipped back and she began to roll it from side to side as she built higher and higher. Jake felt his climax coming and held back as he drove into her harder and harder until she began that familiar gasping whimper again. When he couldn't hold back any more, he thrust into her hard, his prick leaping and jerking as it shot into her. Kathy's half-open mouth emitted a whispery gasping whine as she climaxed.
Without breaking their hold on each other, Janet and Phil had waded through the shallow end to the curved steps in the corner and stepped out of the pool. She held on to his prick and he kept his finger deeply inside her. With his other hand, he made her kneel at the foot of one of the lounges and lie forward on it on her chest. Keeping his hand in her he knelt behind her. His prick slid easily into her cunt from behind and she thrilled as he plunged once to the full depth of her, while his hand still worked at her pussy. Suddenly he pulled out, once again inserting his finger. Then Janet felt something brush her anus and begin to push at it. The first sensation was so good she backed against it. Slowly but steadily the pressure increased, and she felt herself begin to yield, remembering how good a finger had felt there. Wider and wider she was spread as she felt her sphincter stretching. Suddenly she realized his prick was being driven into her ass. My God, she thought, it's too big! But still her anus stretched until she felt as if she were being ripped open. Suddenly he was in, pushing slowly up into her. The dull ache began to be overwhelmed by an incredible sensation of fullness and sexuality. His hand continued to stimulate her cunt as he slid his prick into her ass.
From where he was, Phil watched her anus dent in as the head of his prick slowly pushed against her. The ring began to open as he pressed inward, watching his staff disappear between the cheeks of her ass until finally his full length was lodged inside her. The pressure on his cock was immense, setting fire to him as he began to pump slowly in and out. He felt her begin to climax as he shot into her, driving on her hard and jetting deep into her rectum. Her climax was so strong she let out a muffled shriek as it stormed through her. For moments they stayed locked together, then as his prick shrank, her powerful muscles began to drive him out. He pulled back and sat on his heels, trying to catch his breath. Janet stayed as she was, too tired and sore to move for a long time. Finally she rolled over and looked at Phil. Suddenly she leaped at him and gave him a long, grinding, passionate kiss before snuggling with him.
"My God, my God, my God," was all she could whisper as she slumped against him. Finally she pulled away and stood up shakily. "Wait, don't move," she told him before going into the house. Seconds later she emerged with a warm, wet washcloth and tenderly bathed his organ. She had just finished when Jake and Kathy knelt next to them. The four melted into a warm embrace for long minutes.
Suddenly Kathy jerked back. "Holy cow, what about the kids? They're going to be home soon!"
Jake smiled. "Don't worry. I told them to go next door unless the porch light was on. They're probably over there now."
Weary, Kathy slumped back against them. "Mmmmmm, you think of everything. I didn't know having two husbands could be so great. Is this what a harem is like?"
Phil smiled. "Not quite. There the women have only one man. It's the men that are lucky there, and the children. They have several mothers to fuss over them."
"Let's have the kids over now," suggested Janet.
"Now?" chorused Jake and Kathy.
"Why not? They know I slept with Jake, and I'm sure they suspect what's going on over here tonight. And," she added firmly, "they are not inexperienced themselves. Tell them about the other day, honey."
Briefly Phil told them of the strip poker and what had followed.
Kathy raised her eyebrows at how three of them had satisfied Judy. "Sounds like fun, we'll have to try it sometime." When Phil finished, she thought for a moment. "I guess they already are one happy family. From the sounds of that orgy, we sure can't teach them much."
Phil chuckled. "Believe it or not, we can teach them how to make love." He went on to explain how at least Judy was still a virgin, and how he wanted to introduce her the way it had been done where he was overseas. "I think maybe tonight would be a good time, if she's willing. It should be done with love and tenderness, and a certain amount of ceremony. It's an important time for her."
Quickly they decided to try.
"Hey kids, you over there?" Phil called out.