Claudia Adams got the call shortly after Emily. She had just put 2 year-old Meredith down for her nap and she was headed for the shower when the phone rang. Since she was 8 months pregnant, she had no robe large enough to cover herself and was walking nude to the bath room. She stood looking at herself in the vanity mirror as Jenny introduced herself.
"I know we haven't gotten together in this way before," Jenny said. "But Terry Carter told me that you guys were great fun. Hey, that's what were after, too."
"I would never have thought anyone in this neighborhood was a swinger," Claudia said, smoothing her hand down over the taut skin of her massive belly. "And to think Andy and I would, you know, would do that. Well, it's quite a surprise."
"So you'll come then?" Jenny asked.
"Oh, yes, we wouldn't miss it."
Claudia closed her cell phone and studied herself. Her huge belly with large breasts laying atop it wasn't exactly unappealing, but Claudia couldn't see any sexiness in it. Well, you can never figure men. She turned on her shower, rubbing her swollen pussy absently as she did, and then got in under the spray. Her fingers moved into herself and then up to find her clit, circling, rubbing. And, as she gave herself a mild orgasm, she thought of the party and tried to count how many people that would be.
She didn't really know, but it was a sizable crowd.
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Terry and John Carter were excited to go, of course. Their new lifestyle really agreed with their marriage for some reason, and they'd never been happier than now.
Aside from Emily, it was Patty who was having the most trouble bringing a spouse. Charles just laughed and shook his head rather shyly when she brought the party up. "You go have fun, honey. Tell me about it later," he said.
"I'm not going without you," she said. "I don't tell stories that well, and I feel guilty that all of your fun is second hand."
"No, it's first hand with you," he replied.
"That's sweet, dear, really, but I wouldn't feel right going without you." A look of pained concern clouded her face as she spoke. "The idea makes me hot, and I want to go, but going without you wouldn't be any fun."
"Really?"
"Of course. And there's something else, too. This whole time it's only been me and, you know, the ladies. I haven't been with a man other than you. Not ever."
Charles looked at his wife with a mixture of amazement and pity, his mouth seeming to search for words that weren't there. Finally, he spoke."
"Never?" he said.
"Nope. Nobody but you."
The normally ebullient and self confident woman seemed so fragile that Charles wanted to take her up in his arms and promise to help her with anything. Even to have sex with another man. He could see himself, and probably the majority of the human race, in her yearning to experience everything possible during her time on earth. To leave no feeling unfelt.
He hadn't made that connection before. He'd thought her exhibitionism was just dirty fun, a relatively harmless way to liven up a day. But now he knew the truth, and the truth was inside him as well as her. Even if a person is smart enough to know when they've got a good thing, they will still want more.
"I know it's dumb," Terry said. "It's perverse, for that matter. But I don't want to do it with another man unless you're there to watch. I have to have my partner close by."
"God, I love you," he said. "Okay, I'd be glad to accompany you to the party. And I want to watch you all night."
"But you can get laid, too. This is an equal time thing, you know."
"Maybe I will," he said quickly. "I don't know. All I know is that I don't want to miss your first time. I want to see it happen."
Patty flew into his arms and held him tightly to her as she kissed him deeply. "Oh, thank you, honey! I'll be fun! I promise."
Charles wasn't so sure about that. It wasn't that he was worried about her having trouble being with another man. Patty could conquer any obstacle. And he wasn't worried that he'd get jealous, because he knew how much she loved him. No, it was his own nerve and abilities that he was afraid would fail him and he might not be able to get it up with an audience of sorts. Of course, he wouldn't know unless he gave it a try.