Authors Note: The bulk of this story is set in the 1980s back when my real life wife and I were young enough to have carried out fantasies like those described. Sadly we didn't. Younger readers will not understand how much society and its mores have changed since then and even more from the time of the early part of the story. We were courting in the 1950's before the pill or any other easy access to reliable birth control was available and extra-marital sex was generally avoided for that good reason. This story is totally fiction.
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My wife, Dorothy, and I, Donald Edwards, had a big surprise when we met up with friends at a social function arranged by my fellow teachers at the school in a Brisbane suburb where I teach.
Dorothy and I had had reasonably comfortable if not notable lives. We had met each other when she was still at Queensland University completing a science degree specialising in botany and I was doing an education diploma after completing a degree in mathematics and physics.
Although I had a strong sexual drive and had masturbated daily from as long ago as I could remember I had had almost no experience with girls before I met Dorothy. I was generally too shy to invite girls out. When I did I only asked girls I knew from Bible Class. With those girls I did take out I was too inhibited to make advances beyond, in a couple of cases, a chaste kiss and a hug. I occasionally wonder how different my life would have been if I had been a little more adventurous.
Although she was very attractive Dorothy was even less experienced than me, having been too shy to ever accept a serious date.
One day Dorothy and I found ourselves eating lunch next to each other in the University cafeteria and we got talking about nothing in particular. That was so pleasant that I started seeking her out at lunchtime for more and she didn't seem to object. After we got to know each other quite well I finally got up the courage to ask her out. She agreed. In a short time this became a regular thing. After a few months we were engaged.
Neither of us was particularly religious but we had both had respectable parents who had sent us off to Sunday School and then Bible Class. We both conformed to the repressive morals of the middle class of that time. We did all our courting before the pill changed everything. We slowly discovered the pleasures of necking and then petting. Although she was reserved at first, Dorothy became very enthusiastic. When we got to the stage where I would rub her between her legs until she came, and she would lovingly stroke my prick, she would cry desperately "I so want to feel it in me. I wish we could do it." But if I moved my hard prick toward her pussy she would say "No! We mustn't!" and I knew she was right and we didn't. She would stroke me until I came. Although we enjoyed our times together they ended with feelings of dissatisfaction and frustration. We did manage, with difficulty, to control ourselves. We were technically virgins when we married a year later, but only just.
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When Dorothy had finished her course she took a job as a botanist in a large nursery. She developed knowledge and skills in tissue culture which quickly got her a good reputation in the industry.
I went on to teach Mathematics, Physics and General Science in secondary schools. I have less in common with my pupils than the most popular teachers. My interests in science and technology and my total lack of interest in sports and the other popular enthusiasms of children made me a nerd before the term was invented. Nevertheless I am respected as a good teacher because I am good at explaining complex concepts and making subjects interesting.
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Despite our restraint before our marriage Dorothy and I quickly found after we were married that we both loved sex. The night we were married we did our usual petting until she cried as usual "I so want to feel it in me."
I teased her a little as I stroked her clitty. "Are you sure you really want it?"
"Yes! Please! Now!" as she pulled my prick towards her pussy.
I slid it in for the nicest feeling I had ever experienced. "Is this what you wanted?" I asked as I slid it a little way out again.
"Yes! More! More!"
We both thought it was wonderful. The relief after all those months of frustration was almost unbelievable. We soon discovered that the unrestrained fucking we could now allow ourselves was the greatest fun we ever had. We made love to each other almost every day and sometimes more than once. As often as not Dorothy initiated it. Within the constraints of our marriage we really enjoyed experimenting with different ways to give each other pleasure.
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In the twenty five years after we were married we had a daughter, Janet. She grew up with no serious problems. She did well at school and university and left home to live in Sydney to pursue her own career, life and relationships.
Dorothy's growing reputation had led to many advancements so that she was now head of the propagation department of a large nursery business and a person to whom others went for advice. As well as her professional work she was active in a garden club where her knowledge was well appreciated. She was often invited to speak at her own club and other clubs.
I was now Head of Mathematics at a moderately large Brisbane suburban high school. Although my specialities were mathematics and physics and I taught those subjects to senior classes, I was also required, as is normal in secondary schools, to teach general science and mathematics to some lower grade classes. In the same way the Head of Science, Helen Irwin, taught not only senior chemistry and biology but some junior mathematics and general science. As is usual in the staff rooms of secondary schools there was a slight, not serious, social divide between the teachers with a science background and those with arts and other qualifications. Those of us who taught science all got on well and discussed our experiences and problems. In particular Helen and I had a lot to do with each other as we shared the care of laboratories we both used and we advised each other when I had to teach science outside my speciality or she had to teach mathematics a little beyond her expertise. Our relationship was strictly professional but I was well aware that she was an attractive woman of similar age to myself. I liked her as well as respected her and I had the feeling she liked me.
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Dorothy and I continued to have a lot of fun in bed, particularly now that our daughter had gone and we had more freedom. We still had sex almost every day. We experimented with different positions and different places and even outdoors where there was a little added thrill from the danger of getting caught. We both enjoyed teasing each other by withholding sex for a while but neither of us could keep that up for more than a few minutes.
Neither of us had ever had sex with anyone else though we had both at various times had friends with whom we had done a bit of harmless flirting and kissing and cuddling. Recently that had become a common topic of conversation between us.
While we were snuggling together and I was stroking her all over and kissing her breasts I would ask "Don't you ever wonder whether you have missed out on something by never having had sex with anyone but me?"
"No." she would say "I am contented enough with just us. What about you?"
"You are the only one I have ever wanted." I would reply and I would play with her more seriously until I had my prick at her pussy and she was pulling me in.
On other occasions she would ask "Do you regret missing out on all those beautiful sexy women you might have had if you hadn't stuck with me?"
Sometimes, if I was in a teasing mood, I might say "Yes, but I guess I just have to put up with you" and then I would do my best to prove I was only kidding. More often I would reply "Of course not. To me, none of them are as sexy as you."
One night when we were teasing each other as usual I asked "You say you are contented enough never having fucked anyone else other than me but you must fantasise sometimes. Do you ever think about what it would be like with someone else?"
"Sometimes, but not seriously."
"Is there anybody in particular you fantasise about?"
"Not really."
"Absolutely no one?"
"Well perhaps, maybe, Harry."
"Aha! And who is Harry?"
"Harry is a landscape gardener in our garden club that I talk to sometimes. I don't think you have ever met him but he and I often come across each other at the various garden shows I go to."
"So what is he like, this Harry? Is he good looking? Does he flirt with you?"
"He's nothing special. Probably about your height or slightly taller. Healthy looking. Not fat or skinny. Reasonably handsome though not quite as good looking as you. Attractive. We get on well and have a lot to talk about together. He is interested in my knowledge of plant propagation and he tells me the characteristics he looks for in the different species he uses. He sneaks the occasional look at me like most men do but he is far too reserved and respectable to step out of line in that way. In any case I believe he is married although I have not met his wife and he knows I am married."
"And what about you? Do you flirt with him?"
"I like it when he looks at me and I give him a smile when I catch him at it but that's as far as it goes."
"But you have thought about what it would be like making love to him."
"Sometimes."
"Would you like him to kiss you like this?"
"Mmm-mmm."
I began playing with her breasts. "Would you like Harry to stroke and kiss your breasts like this?"
Dorothy was getting worked up. I stroked her clit. "Pretend that I am Harry. What would you like to do to me if I was Harry?"
"I would like to feel his cock and stroke it like this."
"I'm Harry. Tell me what to do." By now she was excited.
"Put it in me Harry. Please! Push it right in and fuck me hard until I cum and then cum in me." When I did just as she asked she screamed "Fuck me Harry!" as she came.
When we both calmed down a bit she became shy and ashamed of herself and was almost in tears. "I am so sorry Don. I got carried away when you egged me on. I didn't mean to hurt you by calling out Harry's name. I don't really want Harry rather than you. You are more than enough for me. I am sorry."
"Don't be sorry darling. It was fun. What's more" I told her truthfully "I found it even more exciting than usual. I loved it." We hugged each other and went off to sleep in each other's arms.
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The next night when we got into bed Dorothy was a bit tentative. "Are you sure what we did last night was all right?"
"It was great. We haven't had as much fun for quite a while. Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes, I did during the moment, but I am still a little concerned that it was not fair to you."
"No! I told you I found it exciting. If you enjoyed it we should do it again some time as long as it remains fantasy."
"Well fair's fair. I have told you who I sometimes fantasise about. Who would you like to make love to, besides me that is?"
"No one really."
"Who is the most attractive woman you know?"
"You're the most attractive woman I know. If I really had to pick a second best, Helen, the chemistry and biology teacher I discuss things with, is attractive. I think she likes me but it has never gone further than a comfortable working relationship. I don't think of her in that way."
"Come now Don! She's a woman and you're a man. You can't tell me that, given you have so much to do with her, you haven't occasionally thought about what she would be like in bed. Does she have a husband or a boyfriend? What does she look like? Is she short or tall? Is she fat or skinny? Is she sexy? Does she have little boobs or big ones? I bet you have noticed her boobs."
"Well, as I say, she is attractive. I think she is married but I don't know for sure. She would be a little shorter than you and slightly more rounded but not overly so. For school she dresses conservatively to avoid appearing sexy. To the extent that I can tell, looking at her in those clothes, she has nicely shaped breasts, not particularly large but perhaps slightly bigger than yours. Yours are beautiful and quite large enough. Like you, she is definitely more attractive than average, at least to me."
"Right Don! Pretend that I am Helen. Give Helen a hug the way you might like to and kiss me." I hugged her and kissed her.
"Would you like to know what I look like under my clothes?" asked Dorothy as she pulled her nighty off over her head. "Look at my beautiful boobs. Imagine they are Helen's. Play with them and kiss them."
I thought about what I could remember of Helen's breasts as I played with Dorothy's. Dorothy got excited. She said "Now pretend I am Helen, and she wants to fuck you, and do me the way you would like to do her."
I did. It was fun. We both enjoyed the game.
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From then on playing the game fantasising about Harry and Helen became part of our life together. When Dorothy felt a little bored she might say "I want Harry tonight. I need a fuck, Harry. Come and fuck me, Harry" and I would, or, I might ask her to be Helen, or sometimes we would pretend to be Harry and Helen and imagine what they might do in bed together. It added to our fun.
This did have some consequences in our real lives. I found myself having inappropriate thoughts about Helen at inappropriate times when I should have been paying full attention to what she was saying or what we were doing. I would find myself wondering what it would really feel like to give her a hug and a passionate kiss, or how she would react if I did, or just what her breasts would look like without clothes. Sometimes I would have to ask her to repeat what she had just said when I realised my thoughts had strayed from the subject. If I happened to come up beside her when she was sitting down I would find myself trying to peek down her shirt. She caught me doing that once, much to her and my embarrassment. I had to be a lot more careful with my behaviour and thoughts when I was around her which, for me, took something away from the easy going relationship we had had before.
One late afternoon after school, long after everybody else had left, Helen and I were together having successfully finished a project that we had both been working on for some time. We were tired but happy. As we were locking up and leaving, we accidentally bumped into each other and I, on the spur of the moment, gave in to temptation. I put an arm around her, swung her round and kissed her. For a split second she didn't seem to mind. Then I woke up to how inappropriate this was and we pushed each other away. I shamefacedly said "I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that" while she said "Naughty! Naughty!" but with a slight grin on her face. I felt a little awkward when we met the next day but she just smiled at me and we carried on as usual.
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Dorothy was invited to participate in a weekend workshop being organised by the combined garden clubs of Townsville, around 1,100 kilometres (700 miles) away. To be there in time for her roles in the programme she would need to stay in Townsville for the Friday and Saturday nights. She was keen to go as she would be socialising with people she liked and it would enhance her reputation. I encouraged her to go but I had other commitments that weekend so I couldn't go with her.
I said "I'll miss you. Is this Harry of yours going to be there?"
"He's not my Harry, and I don't know. It is likely as he is often invited to things like that. It would be good to spend some time with him but I will miss you, particularly at night in a lonely bed."
"If you get too lonely in bed, ring me up."
To get a comfortable flight Dorothy had left before I got home from school on the Friday. Late that night she rang me just after I got to bed. "I'm sitting in my hotel bed all lonely and wishing you were here".
"How have things gone. Did you have a good flight?"
"Yes everything was fine but now I am lonely without you."
"Have you met up with good company? Is Harry there and have you met up with him?"
"Actually Harry was on the same flight so we sat together and talked. It turned out we were both booked into the same hotel where the workshop is to be held starting in the morning so we had dinner together. After dinner we talked some more in the lounge before we parted to go to our separate rooms. He is a nice guy and we had a lot of common interests to talk about."
"Did you flirt?"
"No, we were just friendly but I was tempted. Now I can't sleep as I need to cum. I want you to make love to me Don."
"Don't you wish you were with Harry?"
"No Don! I don't want Harry! I want you! Imagining making love to Harry is only fun to do when you and I are together."
"What will happen tomorrow night if you find yourself with Harry in the evening and he starts flirting with you? He might feel he has a rare chance to seduce you. Might you be tempted to go to bed with him if he tried?"
"No way!" I might want to but I won't. It is you I love. It's fun imagining sleeping with Harry but in reality it would hurt you and I wouldn't want to do that."
"I guess so Dot, but as long as you still loved me I am not sure that I would be that upset if you had sex with him and told me about it. Hearing about it might even be exciting."
"Don! Please! Stop talking about Harry! I want you to make me cum. I have lifted my nightie up around my neck so you can look at my boobs. What are you doing?"
"I am imagining your breasts in front of me. I am leaning over to suck your left breast. I am holding my prick in my hand and rubbing it and pretending it is your hand. I want to rub your clitty. Rub your breast with one hand and your clitty with the other for me."
There was silence for a while broken only by the sound of slurping and groaning. Then she said "Tell me about your cock."
"It's long and thick and hard and it wants to be in you."
"My swollen wet pussy wants it in me. I want to feel you push it in me now!"
"Put your fingers in and pretend it's my prick. I'm pushing my prick through my hand as if it was your pussy and I am about to cum."
"I can feel your cock going in and out and I am going to cum. Oh! Oh! I'm cumming. What about you?"
"I have sprayed all over the place. Are you OK now?"
"I am fine. I'm ready to sleep now. Good night Don."
The next night the phone call was rather more frantic. "Don please fuck me. I want you to fuck me now! Don't bother with any foreplay. I need you to tell me you are forcing your prick in and out of me so I cum."
"What brought this on?"
"I have been naughty and I need you to fuck me."
"Were you naughty with Harry? Did you fuck him?"
"We didn't actually fuck but we nearly did."
"Tell me what happened."
"Well we had a good day and then a good dinner as part of the event. After the locals went home there was just the two of us left together. We decided to go for a walk. We went down and along the beach. We started holding hands. It was nice. At one point he gave me a quick hug and a kiss. That was nice. When we got back to the hotel we went up to the corridor where both our rooms are and we stopped outside my room. We hugged and kissed passionately. I could feel him up against me and I am sure he could feel me. I was excited and I could tell he was. I wanted him inside me. I said 'We have got to stop this but I don't want to.' He said 'I don't want to stop either but my wife and I have never been unfaithful to each other and I don't want to start now.' I said 'In that case you had better go to your room quickly while we are still under control.' I rushed in to my room and shut the door before we could change our minds.
"I'm sorry I was nearly unfaithful to you. If he had persisted I don't know that I would have resisted him. That was just a few minutes ago. I got into bed and phoned you straight away. I am very wet. I need you to still love me. I need to imagine you fucking your naughty wife now. Will you forgive me?"
"Of course I still love you. Of course I forgive you. Actually just your telling me about it has made me excited too. I almost wish you had given in and fucked him. Put your fingers in your pussy and pretend it is my prick and rub it hard. I am going to cum all over the sheet imagining my prick is deep inside you. I want you to cum hard" And we both did.
The next evening I collected Dorothy from the airport and she was clearly unhappy. We got home and went to bed and made love twice. The first time was quick and brutal as I could tell that was the way she wanted it. She told me she was still ashamed of her activities of the night before with Harry and she was worried about what I would be feeling towards her. I reassured her that I was OK with what had happened. Our second fuck was slow and caring and she cheered up convinced that I still loved her and wanted her.
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Someone in our school staff room remarked that although we teachers all got on well professionally we didn't know much about each other socially or about our lives outside school. That led to a lot of discussion. Someone floated the idea of an evening party for staff and their husbands and wives and the idea caught on. A small group started planning to have a party in the evening of the last day of the term. After discussion we agreed on an amount we would all be prepared to put in to pay for it. They found a venue with a bar which could supply suitable food and which we could afford. The music teacher offered to arrange some dance music.
By the time the day came everyone, including Dorothy, was eagerly looking forward to it. She was keen to meet the various colleagues I talked about, particularly Helen. Dorothy was not the type to dress flashily but she wasn't going to have us let ourselves down. She bought herself a new outfit and insisted I dressed in my best. Compared with her normal mode of dress, which was generally a business suit or garden clothes, she looked fabulous.
As soon as we walked into the party I saw Helen. She also was dressed up as I had never seen her before and she looked stunning. I walked across the room holding Dorothy's hand with the idea of introducing her to Helen. As we approached, Dorothy and the man standing beside Helen looked at each other in great surprise and simultaneously exclaimed "Hello! What are you doing here?" When the four of us sorted out what was going on and the introductions were made Dorothy and I discovered that Dorothy's friend Harry was Helen's husband and Harry and Helen learned that Harry's friend Dorothy was my wife. We were all struck by a mixture of embarrassment and delighted surprise. Obviously some discussion was required. We found seats for the four of us together in an out of the way corner and conversation flowed in all directions. We all expressed pleasure at the meeting. We talked about the coincidence of all knowing each other. Helen and Dorothy were sounding each other out but were getting along reasonably well. Harry and I were slightly strained but I could see that he was a likable fellow.
A dance was announced. I danced with Dorothy while Harry danced with Helen. Dorothy was worried that I would not be comfortable with Harry but I told her he seemed a decent fellow and I was OK with him. She told me she could see why I was attracted to Helen. She could tell that Helen was a nice person and she was slightly jealous of her. I told her there was no need for that. I assured her that no matter how much I was attracted to Helen she, Dorothy, would always come first with me.
Next time a dance was announced I asked Harry whether he would like to change partners for it. I found dancing with Helen enjoyable if a little disconcertingly arousing. She asked me whether I knew how fond of each other Harry and Dorothy were and whether I knew how close they had got in Townsville. Apparently Harry and Helen were as honest with each other as Dorothy and I were. I told her that I knew what had happened and how far it had gone. I asked her whether she was happy about it. She told me she was a little concerned but knew how much Harry and Dorothy helped each other in their work and she trusted Harry would not do anything which would damage their marriage. She asked me how I felt about it and I said much the same thing. I was confident that, no matter what happened, Dorothy loved me and I loved her.
Harry and I talked. I told Harry I knew what he and Dorothy had got up to in Townsville. I told him I was not too concerned as I believed that he was a decent fellow who wouldn't hurt Dorothy or me. We talked about all sorts of things we found mutually interesting. Helen and Dorothy, after a bit of fencing, found they had much in common. By the end of the evening it was obvious that the four of us could become close friends.
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The next day Helen rang Dorothy and told her that because we had all got on so well she and Harry would like to invite the two of us to their place for dinner the next Saturday. We discovered that we lived quite close to each other in adjacent suburbs. We went and had a pleasant evening. Harry had an ancient vintage car which had at some stage been burnt out and which he was in the process of rebuilding. That got me interested. It was a long project. He had already spent a couple of years just working on it in his occasional spare time. He was at the stage of working out the wiring which had all been destroyed and he was curious as to whether my good knowledge of electricity and how things worked might be helpful.
Dorothy and I invited Helen and Harry to dinner at our place the next week. Once again we had a pleasant evening. I owned what was, back in those days, a great novelty, a Commodore 64 personal computer, to play with. It was of course a primitive device by today's standards but it was possible to program it and play simple games on it. I wondered then whether the time might come in the future when we would be teaching about such things in school. Harry was fascinated by it, having never had anything to do with anything like it.
The four of us became close friends. We went on outings together and we frequently shared meals. We took turns being hosts most Friday nights. Helen and Harry would come to our place for dinner one week. The next week we would go to their place. After we got to know each other evenings often ended with hugs and kisses all round although we were restrained and didn't cross any boundaries. Dorothy and Helen frequently went shopping together and had long chats over coffee. When we were both free during the weekends Harry and I would get together at his place to work on the vintage car or he would come over to our house to play with the Commodore 64.
One place we liked to visit was the Brisbane Jazz Club where, in those days, every Saturday evening they would have an old fashioned big band playing vintage dance music. We would go and sometimes dance but often we would just sit and listen and talk to the other patrons who were a friendly bunch. We got to know one couple named Leonard and Becky. We assumed initially that they were a married couple but it turned out that they weren't. They were both New Zealanders although Becky lived here in Brisbane. Becky's husband, Andy, was on a long secondment to Auckland, 2300 kilometres (1400 miles) away across the Tasman Sea in New Zealand, while Leonard, whose home was in Auckland, was involved in a long term project here in Brisbane. Andy and Leonard only got to be with their wives on weekends every six weeks or so. By mutual agreement Becky kept Leonard company in Brisbane while Leonard's wife Kathy kept Andy company in Auckland. It was apparently a happy arrangement for all four concerned.
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When just the two of us were together Harry and I were not particularly talkative about anything except what we were doing but unexpectedly one day Harry said "You know you and I are among the luckiest men in the world."
"How do you mean Harry?"
"Between us we sleep with two of the world's nicest, sexiest, loveliest women."
"I agree with you there! I love Dorothy but if it wasn't for her I would certainly go after Helen."
"You'd better watch out then Don because I have similar thoughts about Dorothy."
"I've rather suspected that." I said.
That night when Dorothy and I were cuddled together I told Dorothy about Harry and my conversation and what Harry had said. She wasn't surprised. She said "Actually Helen and I have been swapping secrets behind your backs. I told her about our sexy games imagining Harry and her as partners in our bed and she confessed they play similar games with you and me in their imagination. Helen told me she thinks you are very sexually attractive. Of course given your occupations you have to behave yourselves. Do you think they wish our games were real? Do you?"
"Well I don't know about that. It would be dangerous to actually have sex but I really would like to experience a cuddle with Helen. You and Harry have the advantage over Helen and me. You have actually had your real passionate experience even though you stopped before it went too far. That doesn't upset me greatly but I am a little jealous."
"I understand that. Well, you never know what might happen in the future. I wouldn't mind you and Helen having a cuddle like Harry and I did but I agree that actual sex could be dangerous to relationships all round. I wouldn't want to lose them as friends and, much worse, it would be a disaster if something upset one or both of our marriages."
* * * * *
A few days later the subject came up again as we talked about Harry and Helen between hugs and kisses in bed. I said "You know I have been reading stories about wife swapping and swinging and they all seem a little crude and unappealing, particularly when they have sex without love just for the sake of having sex. Most of them don't turn out well. I wouldn't want things to go wrong with Harry and Helen. However I am a little intrigued by the idea of soft swing."
"What's meant by that?"
"Apparently two friendly couples in the same room swap partners and kiss and cuddle and make love in front of each other but stop short of penetration of any kind. It would be like making out as we used to do before we were married or like prolonged foreplay without the conclusion."
"Would you like to try that with Helen and Harry?"
"Maybe. I am not sure. It would only be possible if all four of us were all totally enthusiastic with the idea and I doubt that would happen. What do you think?"
"It sounds a crazy idea. It might be fun but I doubt that Helen and Harry would go along with it. Harry is pretty possessive of Helen and the idea is rather way out for Helen. Anyway I don't see how it would come about."
* * * * *
The following weekend Harry and I were working together on the old car when Harry said "Dorothy told Helen about this crazy soft swing idea you were talking about."
"Oh dear. It was just pillow talk between Dorothy and me. I didn't seriously think of it as something we would ever actually do. I hope Helen was not too shocked."
"No. Not at all. Helen thought it was a great joke. She was a little surprised at first but she thought about it and I think she might even want to try it. You know she has secretly had thoughts about what it would be like to make love to you."
"What about you Harry? I know you had that experience with Dorothy and I assume you wouldn't mind more of the same but would you be OK seeing me making love to Helen?"
"I could stand it if the four of us were in it together and you didn't hurt her."
"You know I wouldn't do that. Well perhaps we should just leave it up to Helen and Dorothy."
I didn't seriously think it would happen.
* * * * *
The next Saturday I was told we were going round to Helen and Harry's place after dinner for a talk. When we knocked Harry came to the door and invited us in. In their main room they have a long corner lounge with comfortable room for two to sit or even lie down in each half. Helen was sitting on it near the corner. Harry sat down next to her and invited us to sit in the other half so Helen and Dorothy were between Harry and me. There were the usual greetings and small talk about what we had all been doing since we were last together. The conversation got slightly awkward. Then Helen said "Don! Tell us about this soft swing idea of yours."
"It is not my idea. I just read a couple of articles about people doing it and I told Dot about them."
"OK," said Helen. "Tell us what happens."
"Well," I explained "two couples who are close friends make love to each other's spouses in the same room but refrain from any form of penetration. They have to agree on the rules and how far they can go so no one gets hurt."
"What are the rules?" asked Harry.
"Well, all four have to be happy throughout. No one continues to do anything to the person they are with unless that person wants it. Most importantly, if anyone of the four says 'Stop!' they all stop immediately and there must be no recriminations."
"What are the rules about what you can do and how far you can go?" asked Helen.
"That depends entirely on what the four agree on in advance. I would think you could go as far as you like as long as there is no penetration. Couples who practise soft swing want to keep penetration as something special for their own spouses. That's what makes it different from swapping or swinging."
Harry asked "What about variations like bondage and anal play and oral sex?"
I said "Personally I think oral penetration with a penis would count as penetration and be against the rules."
"I agree," said Dorothy "and I wouldn't like the idea of anal play or any form of bondage or inflicting pain."
There were nods all round. "Any more questions?" I asked.
Dorothy and Helen gave each other a long searching look and stood up. Dorothy leant over and gave me a big hug and a passionate kiss. I wasn't looking but I think Helen did the same to Harry. Then Dorothy and Helen swapped places. Helen sat down beside me, put her arm round me and gave me a long sexy kiss. When we broke apart she said "I've been wanting to do that to you for a long time. Now, if you have no objections, kiss me back." and of course I kissed her passionately. I was vaguely aware of kissing and slurping and happy noises coming from the other half of the lounge and there did not seem to be any problems there but I was more interested in what Helen and I were doing. I wasn't going to object to what was happening and I was pretty sure Harry wouldn't either.
Helen and I lay as close together as we could get with our arms around each other. I was stroking her side backwards and forwards from her bottom to her shoulder. After a while I changed the path to touch her breast on each stroke. She seemed to like that. I squeezed and massaged her breast through her blouse. When she didn't object I reached down and up under her blouse to feel her breasts directly. I said "Your breasts feel wonderful."
She said "I didn't wear a bra tonight because I thought this might happen and I hoped you might want to do that. Would you like to see them?
"I would love to." She sat up, removed her blouse and lay down in front of me again.
As I had always imagined, her breasts were beautiful. I played with her nipples for a while and then bent down and took one in my mouth and sucked it while I continued to play with the other. For a long while she just hugged me tight against her. I took my shirt off so I could hug her skin to skin. She reached down between us and stroked the front of my pants. Naturally I was rock hard down there.
She said "I want to see what I am feeling. Take your trousers off." I looked over briefly and saw to my surprise that Harry and Dorothy were both down to their underwear. I took my trousers off. "Now your underpants." Helen ordered. She pushed them down and off me and proceeded to stroke my prick up and down.
I reached up under her skirt and ran my hand up and down her thigh getting closer and closer to her pussy. She asked "Would it be easier if I took my skirt off?" She did. My hand went up to her panties and stroked her between her legs. She was soaking wet. I slid my hand into her panties and fingered her clitty. She was getting very excited and so was I. I slid a finger inside her pussy.
She said "That might count as penetration."
"I suppose it might but if you don't mind I think it could be allowed."
"Whatever, please don't stop. You're going to make me cum."
I was about to cum too and was rapidly reaching the point when I would be unable to prevent it. I heard familiar gasps and cries coming from Dorothy at the other end of the lounge. I recognised the sounds she made when she was enjoying a major orgasm.
Suddenly Dorothy cried out "Stop! I can't stand it anymore. Don, you've got to take me home! Now!" The other three of us stopped and stared at her. She was obviously in distress. "I am sorry but I have to get out of here." she said "Take me home!" She and I quickly pulled on our outer clothes not bothering with underwear. Dorothy grabbed me by the hand and pulled me out through the door of the room, out of the house and into our car which was in the dark, in their driveway at the side of the house, under a tree.
I went to start the car but she stopped me and grabbed hold of me. "I thought you wanted me to take you home." I said. "Whatever is the matter? You seemed to be enjoying yourself up until the last moment."
"I was. I loved it. It was wonderful. I was as excited as I have ever been. It was too much. I wanted him inside me so much I couldn't bear it when he didn't fuck me. If I hadn't got out of there I would have insisted he fuck me. I need a cock inside me, right now, right here. Get over here and fuck me!"
"Was he wanting to do something you didn't want?"
"No! Not at all. The other way round. He was being the perfect gentleman but he had me so excited. He was just doing what I wanted until I wanted him to fuck me. I am sorry I spoiled everything. Now get on and do it."
She must have taken her panties off for Harry and had not put them back on. I slipped my trousers down, got between her legs and slid my prick inside her. There was no need for restraint. I was hard and she was sopping wet. In no time at all she was cumming loudly again and I was letting go. When it was over she calmed down but was sobbing quietly. I replaced my underpants which I had in my pocket, pulled up my trousers and drove home. When she was ready I took her to our bed and lay with my arms around her until she went to sleep.
* * * * *
The next day Dorothy was quiet and obviously miserable. When I tried to talk to her she said "I am very sorry. I have made you unhappy and disappointed with me. It was supposed to be such a special thing to do for all four of us. I have spoilt our friendship with Harry and Helen. Helen was my best friend and now I have ruined everything. Harry won't want to have anything to do with me anymore and I will miss our companionship. It's all my fault."
"No it's not. We all agreed to our doing what we did. We all knew it was risky but we all wanted to try it."
"They will be wanting to know what went wrong and if they ask I will be too embarrassed to tell them."
"They will be concerned but they probably won't call us first for fear of making whatever the problem is worse. They will be wondering whether they are to blame. I guess that Helen and I will talk about it at school tomorrow if we get the chance."
"I am not really ready to talk to anybody about it, not even you Don. I am going to have to do a lot of thinking as to what I feel. I don't know whether I will ever be able to face Helen and Harry again."
"I doubt it will be as bad as you think, Dot. I am sure that after we talk and sort things out we will be able to get things back to where they were before last evening."
* * * * *
The next day, being Monday, Helen and I came across each other frequently. I could see she was very concerned and dearly wanted to talk to me and she could see that I was the same but we couldn't get together safely. If anyone at the school had got the slightest hint as to what we wanted to talk about it would have been a disaster for both of us.
Finally, late in the afternoon when everyone else had gone home, we got our chance.
Helen got in first. "Harry and I are so very sorry about Saturday night." she said. "I thought we all knew what we were getting in to and we were all good with it but obviously Dorothy wasn't really happy with what we were doing. We are so sorry our behaviour upset her."
"That was not the problem at all. You are in no way to blame. It was almost the opposite. Dorothy was loving what we were doing and thought it was wonderful until she got just too excited. She desperately wanted to break the rules and persuade Harry to put his prick in her. She knew she had to leave before she totally lost control and spoilt it all. She is very upset because she believes she has lost the friendship of you and Harry. She had come to regard you as her special best friend."
"She hasn't lost our friendship. I still want her to be my close friend and Harry is still fond of her. He is very worried because he assumes that he did something wrong which hurt her."
"It was absolutely definitely not Harry's fault. Please assure him of that. Dorothy has said he was the perfect gentleman. Do you think I should ring him to tell him that and that he is absolutely not to blame?"
"It might become helpful later but for now let me tell him. We are all four to some extent to blame because we all agreed to do what we did and perhaps we shouldn't have. Actually I for one was delighted it was happening until it went wrong. I really loved cuddling with you the way I've always wanted to."
"I loved it with you too Helen."
"So what happens now Don? Should I ring Dorothy? How is she now?"
"She feels guilty because she believes she has destroyed the relationship between the four of us which was so important to her. She doesn't want to talk about it yet. She feels the need to do a lot of thinking before she is prepared to discuss things, even with me. It is probably best for you to wait until she feels able to ring you. I am hopeful that all will come right eventually but it may take some time."
"Ok, but please tell Dorothy that Harry and I both send her all our love and we really mean it and tell her I am keen to talk it over with her when she is ready."
"I will."
* * * * *
That evening I told Dorothy what Helen had said. I tried to assure her that we had not lost Harry and Helen's friendship and they were still very fond of her. I told her that I was certain that, when we had all sorted things out, we could get back on our old footing. Dorothy was a little cheered by this but she was still very thoughtful. I explained that Helen understood that it might take a while but she was looking forward to a call from Dorothy when Dorothy was ready to make it.
The following evening Dorothy did make the call and she and Helen had a long talk which made Dorothy feel rather better.
We agreed that the four of us would have dinner together on the Friday and go to a movie together afterwards. The talk was amicable but a little constrained. Dorothy remained subdued. Harry wanted me to go round to their place the next day to give him a hand with the vintage car. Helen asked Dorothy to join her in a shopping expedition.
* * * * *
From then on things got back towards the way they had been before, but not quite. Dorothy and I were fucking every night but there was no more talk of Harry. The four of us did lots of things together as we had done before.
Helen and I found ourselves more and more drawn together. We had to be discrete. Wherever there was the slightest chance of someone connected with the school realising how we felt about each other we had to restrain ourselves from even exchanging fond looks, let alone the hugs and kisses we wanted.
The position was made even more complicated because Helen and I were invited to participate in a week long Federal Government sponsored Senior Science and Mathematics Teachers conference to be held 950 kilometres (590 miles) away in the Federal capital, Canberra, during the school holidays after Christmas. All our travel, accommodation and meals would be paid for. It was a great honour to have been recommended and selected as participants. Helen and I were looking forward to it even though we could see there might be problems being in such close contact for the week while away from Dorothy and Harry.
Harry and Dorothy were a lot less happy. Whenever we were together Dorothy would keep her distance from Harry.
We agreed to a Saturday night together at the Jazz Club. I danced with Dorothy while Harry danced with Helen and all was fine. Then I asked Helen to dance and Harry asked Dorothy. Dorothy agreed but showed no enthusiasm. Helen and I began dancing close, about as close as we could without drawing attention to ourselves. We could see that Harry and Dorothy were dancing very sedately and Dorothy was keeping Harry at arm's length. At the end of the dance Helen and I went out onto the patio over the river to enjoy the view and be together. Helen's nearness had me highly aroused and I believe I was having the same effect on her. We had to remember that we were in public. When we went back inside we could see Harry and Dorothy sitting primly beside each other but not touching. Harry glanced at Dorothy occasionally but Dorothy's eyes remained straight ahead as if he wasn't there.
* * * * *
Over the next several weeks Helen and I talked about it. Helen told me that Harry had told her that when they met at their various Garden Club functions Dorothy avoided him most of the time and when they did talk she would be off hand and distant. Harry was very hurt. He had really enjoyed his relationship with Dorothy and remained very fond of her. He desperately wanted to get close to her again. This made Helen and me very sad.
Eventually I decided to confront Dorothy about it. "Please tell me why you are avoiding Harry? Don't you like Harry anymore?"
"It's not like that at all. It's just the opposite. I love Harry. I just love him too much. I want to hug him and kiss him. I know that if I let him near me I couldn't control myself. I want to fuck him but I know that if I did Helen wouldn't like it and she would stop being friends with me and you wouldn't like it and you would stop loving me. I don't trust myself with him and I can't let it happen."
"Dot, you're wrong. You are hurting yourself unnecessarily. You are seriously hurting Harry who is very fond of you. He is confused as to how he has hurt you and what he has done wrong. You are strong enough to control yourself if you had to and it wouldn't be so bad if you didn't. Harry is a gentleman and if necessary he would stop you doing anything you would regret later. Helen really values your friendship and you might be surprised at how understanding she would be if something happened that shouldn't. As for me, I love you and always will, no matter what you do with Harry, as long as you don't stop loving me. Your happiness comes first with me. Your unhappiness is making Helen and me very sad. We want whatever it takes to make you happy again."
I don't think Dorothy was convinced.
* * * * *
Helen and I had another long conversation about Harry and Dorothy. I told Helen Dorothy's explanation for her behaviour. The situation had not got any better. We agreed we weren't prepared to let it go on like that. We had to do something about it. Not only were Harry and Dorothy unhappy but their unhappiness was affecting us. We discussed many options. Finally we agreed on a make or break solution.
It was Dorothy's and my turn to go to dinner at Helen and Harry's the next Friday night. After dinner Helen and I sat down at one end of the lounge so Dorothy was forced to sit next to Harry at the other end which she did reluctantly.
Helen led off. "Dorothy, things between the four of us can't go on as they are with you and Harry being so unhappy with each other. Harry is hurting and I don't like that. Seeing you two so dismal affects Don and me. We are going to do something about it tonight. It might be a one off thing or it might not. We all love each other very much. You want to make love to Harry but you have been avoiding him because you believe you shouldn't fuck him and you want to. You won't be happy until you do. Harry wants to make love to you and show you just how fond of you he is. Besides, Don and I want to fuck each other, but we can't while you are unhappy.
"Harry, the only reason Dorothy has been avoiding you is that she is too tempted to fuck you and she believes she shouldn't because Don and I wouldn't like it. Now, take Dorothy into the spare bedroom and hug her and kiss her and do to her just what she wants with no constraints at all, whether she pretends to want it or not. Don't come out before you are both totally happy and satisfied. I am taking Don into our main bedroom. If we are not here when you come back out don't come looking for us."
There was silence for a while. Dorothy and Harry looked stunned as they took in what Helen had just said.
"Does Harry know about this?" asked Dorothy.
"No, he had no idea, but Don and I decided on it together and we agree. Don and I are very happy together and we want each other. We want you to have this for our sakes and as our gift to the two of you."
"Are you happy with this Harry?"
"Only if you want it, Dorothy, but yes, I would like it very much. It sounds wonderful to me but the last thing I want to do is hurt you."
After thinking about that for a short time Dorothy came across to me and put her arms around me. "Do you really want to let me have this?"
"Yes Dot, love. I know how much you really want this and I am very happy for you to have it."
"I love you Don."
Dorothy gave me a big kiss and stepped back with tears in her eyes but I could see they were happy tears. Harry came across and gently took her hand. Dorothy moved closer to Harry and put her arm round him as he led her away.
* * * * *
I followed Helen into her bedroom. She had noticed that Dorothy and Harry both looked a bit teary.
I said "I saw that too but I believe they were happy tears. Dorothy is a bit confused and hasn't quite taken in what is happening but I haven't seen her cheer up like that for weeks. I think things are going to work out."
"I think so too. From the way they were looking at each other we don't need to worry about them anymore so let's do something about each other. I have so wanted to be with you like this for so long. How far are we going to go?"
"As far as you like" I said. "As far as I am concerned that means all the way if you agree."
She took me in her arms and kissed me. "You know I have never got over the sudden stop when we tried that soft swing. I was so close to cumming and I think you were too. I was looking forward to seeing you cum although even then I really wanted it to be inside me. Ever since I have been thinking about it frequently and replaying my frustration in my mind. I want you."
"Well let's see what happens this time. I want to look at you again. Will you let me take your clothes off?
"That would be nice."
"You are so beautiful."
"Please suck my boobs." She started undoing my belt and taking off my clothes.
As I kissed and stroked and sucked her breasts she took hold of my prick and stroked it. We lay down on the bed and I caressed her thighs. I teased her for a while before reaching up to her pussy and touching her clit. She was very wet. I put my fingers inside her and stroked.
"Do you like that?" I asked?
"Yes! Yes!" She bent down and gave my prick a few licks. "Now put this thing in where it belongs!"
I pushed my prick in to her pussy and plunged it backwards and forwards. It felt wonderful but I wasn't sure how long I could keep it up without cumming. She started bucking against me and getting more and more excited until she came. There was no way I could hold out any longer and I let go a stream of cum as far into her as I could get it.
When we calmed down we got under the blankets, I lay down beside her and we relaxed in each other's arms.
After a while I said "I wonder whether we should worry about the others."
"I'll take a look." Helen put on a dressing gown and went out. She came back a few minutes later, took off the gown and got back into the bed with me. "They're still in the room with the door shut. I sneaked up outside the door and listened. I could hear some slight sighing type noises but they sounded happy so I guess there is nothing seriously wrong. We can continue to enjoy hugging each other for a while longer."
We actually dozed off in each other's arms.
I woke up to hear a door open and shut and some other movements. Helen was still beside me so I knew someone else was up and about. Helen and I got up and put clothes on and went out to see what was going on. Harry and Dorothy were in the kitchen, with no clothes on, getting drinks of water while holding hands.
We asked them what they were up to and whether they were OK. They turned around with embarrassed smiles on their faces. Both said "Yes!" but they reluctantly agreed that perhaps it was now time for me to take Dorothy home.
Dorothy and I got fully dressed and we went out to the car. As we left Helen and I hugged and kissed and Dorothy and Harry did the same. Once we were in the car I asked Dorothy "Are you happy?"
"Yes! Very!" and leaned over and kissed me. "What about you? Are you OK about what happened?"
I told her I was. We drove home and went to bed and cuddled up to each other. Briefly she looked a little worried and she asked whether I would still want her now that she had been fucked by Harry."
"Yes, even more so, but first tell me about what happened."
"It was nice. At first I was concerned and confused about what was happening but Harry just held me and caressed me for a while until I relaxed. I told him how sorry I was for my recent treatment of him. He told me he understood. It felt so good to be in his arms. He kissed me gently and stroked me. I was getting excited but Harry slowed me down. We took our clothes off and he continued caressing me. I took hold of his cock and played with it. I told him I needed him to fuck me. He said that he was going to but I should be patient. We continued to caress each other for a while and then he got between my legs and put his cock in my pussy. He teased me for a while sliding his cock in and out slowly but it was too much for me and I came and so did he. We lay down together and continued cuddling and murmuring nice things to each other. After a long time we both felt thirsty but we didn't want to separate so we walked out to the kitchen hand-in-hand and that's when you caught us. But that was all rather selfish. How do you feel about it?"
I got excited while listening to her story. I slipped between her legs. "I am happy but I am highly aroused and now I need you too." I plunged my prick into her pussy hard. It was very slippery in there and I realised my prick was swimming in Harry's cum. My strokes became violent. I gripped her in a tight bear hug. I was out of control in a way I had never been before. When I came I released a flood of cum as far inside as I could force it. Dorothy was very excited too. I asked her if I had hurt her but she told me she loved how wild I had been.
For the second time that night and morning I fell asleep satisfied with a wonderful lovely woman in my arms.
In the morning we made love again much more calmly and lovingly.
Later we rang Harry and Helen and confirmed that all four of us were happy. We arranged to meet for dinner that night. The discussion over dinner was pleasant. We were all four pleased with what had happened. The recent strains between us melted away. There was brief discussion as to whether we would repeat what had happened but we agreed that was a subject for another day.
* * * * *
The next few weeks which led up to Christmas were pleasant for all four of us. As before we spent a lot of time in each other's company having meals together, going to movies and concerts and just talking. Dorothy and I now enjoyed talking about the night we swapped partners. She was a lot happier than she had been as she was no longer torn between badly wanting to fuck Harry and believing she shouldn't. Dorothy and Harry enjoyed each other's company again as the misunderstandings between them were no longer a problem. They took every opportunity to hug and kiss each other as did Helen and I. I guess we all thought about the experiences of that special night and wondered if and when it would happen again but it was no longer a matter of urgency.
We agreed we would spend most of the Christmas week together when Dorothy and Harry would be free from their work obligations. We would go to Helen and Harry's to prepare and enjoy Christmas dinner. They would come to our house for New Year's Eve. In between we would do things together such as going to the beach. We assumed that that would include a lot of cuddling of each other's spouses as well as our own though how far that would go was not mentioned.
Those expectations were rather destroyed when our daughter, Janet, who lived in Sydney, announced that she was coming home to Brisbane to have Christmas with us and stay with us for the week. We had not seen her for many months so we were, of course, delighted, but we were also slightly disappointed as she would put a damper on some of the hugs and kisses that we had been expecting. We explained to her that we had made some special friends and we were intending to spend a lot of the time, including Christmas dinner, with them, but she would certainly be welcome to join us.
When we told Helen and Harry about this they said they were happy about it but they had news of their own. Their son, Geoffrey, who also lived in Sydney, was going to drive up and be with them through the same week.
* * * * *
Janet arrived Christmas Eve and took over her old room. After dinner we sat around and swapped news. Of course we did not tell her everything we had got up to but we did explain how we knew Helen and Harry and how we had hit it off and did a lot of things together. Janet told us her career was going well. She had quite a few friends. She didn't have a boyfriend at the time. She had had a number including the various young men in her social group but none of them appealed to her as long term partners.
As we had arranged, we went over to Helen and Harry's place straight after a light lunch on Christmas day. Janet was introduced to Helen and Harry and we three were introduced to Geoffrey who acted a little shy but was a handsome young man in his early twenties, a similar age to Janet.
After we all sat around talking for a while Dorothy said "Come on Helen. We have preparations to do and the guys would only be a nuisance."
Helen and Dorothy and Janet disappeared into the kitchen and Harry, Geoffrey and I went out to tinker with the old car. Geoffrey was surprised at how much progress Harry had made since he had last seen it. Harry explained that I had been helping. Mainly we just talked. It became obvious to me that Geoffrey was a bright and decent young man and a credit to his parents.
Eventually we were called in to get ready for dinner. We sat down to a beautiful meal that Helen had put together with help from Dorothy. There is controversy in Australia concerning the wisdom of keeping up old Christmas traditions based on European midwinter when Christmas for us is at the height of summer in our hot semitropical climate but many of us enjoy it anyway. The first course was roast lamb with, as you would expect with two garden club members contributing, lovely fresh vegetables. We next enjoyed a scrumptious hot steamed pudding with ice cream and chocolate sauce. If that wasn't enough, when we had already eaten our fill, Dorothy brought out the beautiful iced Christmas fruit cake she had made and we all had to have a piece. When we had finished I said I would help Helen clean up and do the dishes. Harry told Dorothy there was something unusual out in the garden he wanted to show her. Janet and Geoffrey were content to sit and talk in the lounge.
When we were alone I gave Helen a parcel I had been hiding. She opened it to find a pretty costume jewellery necklace and earing set I had bought for her. She thought it was gorgeous and gave me a hug and kiss and we started to get a bit carried away. We had to pull ourselves together knowing it would be embarrassing to get caught by Janet or Geoffrey. She told me she could wear the necklace and earrings in school and no one would know what they meant to us.
Just as we finished Henry and Dorothy came back in. Something about them made me suspect that they had also had a cuddle. Henry said it was beautifully warm and dry out in the evening fresh air and suggested we stroll to the nearby park and back to walk off some of the excess food we had eaten. We agreed and set out. Janet and Geoffrey were happy to walk in front. I held Dorothy's hand and Harry held Helen's. We might have liked to pair off the other way round but we had to behave ourselves.
When we got back we sat around for a while and yarned and told weak jokes. Finally it was time to say goodnight after a pleasant day.
When we got home and Janet had gone to bed Dorothy showed me an interesting flower pendant Harry had given her. I told her about the costume jewellery I had given Helen. We got into bed and had loving sex before going to sleep.
The next day Dorothy and I suggested the three of us go out together in the evening but Janet announced that Geoffrey had invited her to the movies with him.
Two days later we agreed to meet up with Helen and Harry and Geoffrey at the beach. The six of us set up on the beach. Helen and Dorothy and Janet all looked gorgeous in their swimsuits. Janet, of course, looked the most eye catching in her bikini but Helen and Dorothy looked equally attractive if slightly more mature. Geoffrey showed off a well-built body when he stripped down to his swim suit and I noticed Janet taking an admiring look. We all went swimming in the surf and came back to our towels and gear. Janet and Geoffrey took off for a long walk and disappeared out of sight. We had no idea when they might come back so we just talked.
Geoffrey came again the next day to collect Janet for another date. They didn't return until very late. They stayed out in his car for quite a while. We peeked and saw Janet give Geoffrey a big kiss before he drove off.
On New Year's Eve, as planned, Helen and Harry came over to our house for the afternoon and evening. Geoffrey came separately in his own car. Harry and I set up our BBQ and cooked the steak. Dorothy and Helen prepared the salads. After an excellent meal we talked about what we would do for the rest of the evening. We oldies were content to just stay where we were and talk. Janet and Geoffrey said they had met some mutual friends from their school days who had invited them to a New Year's Eve party. We said we didn't mind and so off they went. We four stayed talking until midnight when we heard the celebratory horns and sirens and fireworks. That was a good excuse for some serious kissing and necking with our own and, particularly, each other's spouses. Janet had not returned so Helen and Harry went home and Dorothy and I fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning Dorothy and I got up late and proceeded to have a delayed breakfast. Half way through our meal an embarrassed Janet emerged from her bedroom followed by an even more embarrassed Geoffrey. I am not sure what reaction they expected but Dorothy and I just grinned and set them up with more breakfast. Helen rang me. She was a little worried because Geoffrey had not come home. She was highly amused when I told her where he was.
The next day Janet was going to fly and Geoffrey was going to drive the 915 km (570 miles) by road to Sydney. Janet decided to cash in her ticket and keep him company on the long trip so they set off early in the morning. Just before they left Janet took her mother aside and whispered in her ear. "I am only guessing but I saw some looks and I suspect you and Harry and Dad and Helen might be a little more than friends. Don't worry though. I am not shocked. I am not going to say anything to anyone else except, if Geoffrey and I get to know each other very well, which I think might happen, I might tell him, but not before then."
Dorothy told me what Janet had said. We realised how perceptive she was and that we would have to be even more careful in controlling ourselves when we were around other people.
* * * * *
A few days later Helen and I were off to Canberra for our conference. There was a fair bit of teasing between the four of us about the situation. Dorothy told me she was going to miss me dreadfully. I told her that Harry would be lonely too. Harry told me to watch ever Helen and make sure she didn't let herself get seduced by some handsome man at the conference. I told Harry that Dorothy might need looking after too. No one knew who was joking and who wasn't.
Harry drove Helen to the airport and Dorothy drove me so we met there. Dorothy gave me a fond kiss and we told each other how we were going to miss each other. Harry gave Helen an emotional final hug and kiss and told me to look after her. Helen told Dorothy she might have to look after Harry. Helen and I boarded the plane together.
As we sat together on the plane I asked Helen what she meant by telling Dorothy to look after Harry. She just said "Whatever."
* * * * *
When we arrived at the hotel where we were to be accommodated, and where the meetings would be held, we registered for the conference and were given our name tags which showed our names and the schools we taught at. We booked in to the hotel and were given our room numbers and keys. The rooms turned out to be next to each other.
We needed to be careful as gossip sometimes travels rapidly through the teaching world. We went down to dinner separately and mixed with the other attendees at the welcome party. When we did find ourselves in the same group we mentioned casually that of course we knew each other because we taught at the same school.
As we were all to be ready for the first meeting in the morning the welcome party didn't go very late so I went up to my room and sorted and put away my belongings in the various cupboards and drawers. There was a locked door between my room and Helen's. I opened the door on my side and found a second door which could only be opened from the other side. I had seen the same arrangement in other hotels where parents with children could book two rooms together. I knocked on the door. Helen answered rather warily "Who's there?"
"It's me, Don. You are quite safe from me as this door can only be opened from your side. If you wanted we can get from one room to the other without going out into the corridor."
She opened the door on her side a little way and looked into my room. "This might be a little dangerous. I am going to bed. I am going to phone Harry. Good night Don!" and she closed and locked the door again.
I took my clothes off, had a shower and got into bed. It was a comfortable queen size bed. The only problem with it was that Dorothy was not in it. I phoned her. "Well I made it here to Canberra and am in my bed and lonely. How are you?"
"I am fine but I am lonely too. It is only the first night and I am missing you already. Where is Helen?"
"She's in the next room but don't worry. There is a locked door between us. What have you been doing since I left?"
"Nothing much. I made myself some dinner but it seems a waste to cook just for myself."
"Helen said she was going to phone Harry. He would be feeling lonely too."
"He would be. What do you think Helen meant when she told me to look after him?"
"I am not sure. I asked her when we were on the plane but she just said 'Whatever.' I think she meant you to take it any way you wanted. Why don't you phone Harry tomorrow and ask him round for dinner?"
"Mightn't that be a bit dangerous?"
"I think it would be alright and we know he wouldn't hurt you. He is used to having Helen to cook for him and you did say it was a waste, cooking just for yourself. He would probably be grateful."
"I am really not sure. Helen might not like it and she might get annoyed with me."
"I am sure she wouldn't be annoyed and it certainly wouldn't upset me. Think about it anyway."
"Perhaps I will."
"I should probably get to sleep before the meetings tomorrow. Goodnight Dot. I love you."
"I love you too. Goodnight darling.
* * * * *
The next day the conference settled down to work. It opened with a boring speech by the federal Minster for Education with the usual platitudes but he did say he was keen to hear any recommendations which came from our deliberations. There were a couple of much more thought provoking speeches by people who knew at least something about what they were talking about. We were told how the conference would run. There were to be a few demonstrations of techniques by innovative teachers. Otherwise, because the conference was designed to get ideas from us, the format would mainly be sessions in which we would split up into small brainstorming groups alternating with sessions reporting back highlights to the whole group. For each small group session we were split up differently so we met different people and different ideas. The programme was tight but we had opportunities during morning tea, lunch and afternoon tea to socialise and talk about what we were doing. Helen and I found ourselves in the same group a few times and we met during the meal times occasionally but we avoided being seen taking too much notice of each other.
After dinner on the first night we were given some homework in the form of topics to write some ideas about for the next day. We were told to do them on our own or discuss them with others as we wished.
We all hung around socially in the main lounge for a while. Naturally, as the most attractive woman there, Helen got a lot of attention from the other men but she diplomatically handled any who got too forward. When others started to leave she escaped to her bedroom. I didn't go up with Helen but followed her soon after.
* * * * *
Shortly after I was in my room there was a knock from Helen's side of the connecting door. I opened it and Helen came through. She had changed out of her conservative business dress, had a shower and was wearing a hotel bathrobe. She said she had come through because she thought we could do the homework together.
When we had spent a little time discussing the topics and we had each written down a few ideas Helen thought she would ring Harry but got no answer from their home phone. I decided to ring Dorothy. She answered quickly. I asked how her day had gone. She told me a little about her day and asked me about the conference. I gave her a brief summary.
I asked "Did you ask Harry to our place for dinner."
"Yes I did."
"How did that go?"
"Very nicely. We both enjoyed it greatly."
"Helen tried to ring him a few minutes ago but he didn't answer."
"No. He wouldn't have because he is still here."
"What are you doing?"
"We're just talking. We have had the occasional little cuddle. Do you mind? Do you think Helen would mind?"
"I don't mind. Actually you could ask her. Helen is with me as we have just finished sharing our homework for the conference ready for tomorrow."
"Would she like to talk to Harry? I'll put him on for her."
Helen took the phone and she and Harry exchanged pleasantries and loving noises for a while.
She turned to me "Do you want to say anything more to Dorothy?"
"Not much. Just goodnight."
I took the phone back and spoke. Dorothy was there.
"Goodnight Dorothy. Have a good time. I love you."
"Same to you. I love you too." and she hung up.
* * * * *
I asked Helen "What happens next?"
"Make sure your room's front door is locked with the chain on. Then you kiss me."
I secured the door as she suggested and went to where she was standing, put my arms around her and gave her a passionate kiss. "Is that what you wanted?"
"More like this." She snuggled up closer and we kissed even more passionately. My hands were stroking up and down her back from her bottom to the back of her neck and she was doing the same to me.
"I don't know whether I am going to be able to stop this."
"I don't want you to."
"What about Dorothy and Harry?"
"I am sure they can look after themselves."
I opened the robe and found she had nothing on under it. She unbuttoned my shirt and pushed it off me. I slipped my hands inside the robe and hugged her to me with her beautiful breasts against my bare skin. Her nipples were pushing in to my chest.
My prick was hard against her and she could feel it. She undid my belt slipped her hand into my underpants and took hold of my prick. She pushed my trousers and underpants down and made me step out of them. "I think we need to be lying down." I said. "My bed or yours?"
"Mine" she said and dragged me by the prick into her room. "I have already secured my front door."
The blankets were folded back. I laid her down and proceeded to suck on her lovely breasts. She was very excited. I got down between her legs and licked and sucked her clit. She was whimpering with pleasure. She took hold of my head and pulled it up her body. I kissed and sucked her all the way from her pussy, over her breasts and up to her face. By the time my mouth was up to hers so we could kiss the head of my prick was at her pussy.
"Push that cock into me." She was frantic. She took my bottom in her hands and pulled. I slammed my prick right in to her. The feeling of her pussy on my prick was incredible but I couldn't keep still. I plunged in and out. Her whimpers changed to cries as she came. That was too much for me. I couldn't hold on any longer. I forced my prick in as far as I could get it, held on to her in a bear hug and let my cum go.
As I relaxed I said "I got a bit violent there. Are you OK".
"It was fabulous and just what I wanted."
We lay beside each other with our arms around each other and murmured sweet nothings to each other. Eventually she turned away from me and I spooned behind her and we both went to sleep.
Sometime in the morning shortly before we would need to get up I woke to find my prick being sucked into her lovely mouth and I was hard again. I pushed her off me, turned her on her back and got my prick back into her wet pussy. After a long leisurely fuck we got up and washed each other in her shower.
I went back to my room, closed the connecting door, got dressed and went down to breakfast on my own. She came down shortly after but didn't join me. Unfortunately we still couldn't be seen acting intimately together much though we wanted to. That was a strain for both of us.
* * * * *
That evening, after the day's activities of the conference were over, Helen and I went to our hotel bedrooms. We secured our front doors and opened our connecting doors and took each other in our arms as we had been wanting to do all day. We undressed and got into Helen's bed.
After a loving fuck and then calming down we thought we should ring Dorothy and Harry. I rang Dorothy first. "Hello Dorothy."
"Hello darling."
"How are things going? Have you had a good day?"
"A very good day. How is the conference going?"
"The conference is fine. It is well run and very useful. Did anything special happen to you?"
There was silence for a short while and she spoke tentatively. "Yes, I hope you won't be upset."
"Why might I be upset?"
"Harry didn't go home last night."
"Helen and I thought he mightn't."
"After we finished on the phone to you we kissed and cuddled. We got excited and couldn't let each other go. We were very naughty. We didn't stop. Will you stop loving me?"
"Of course not."
"But I have been unfaithful to you. You will hate me."
"Of course I won't hate you. I could hardly call it being unfaithful. We have done it before with our total mutual agreement. We encouraged you to be together guessing what would happen. You did just what Helen and I expected you to do. In any case it would be hypocritical of us to blame you considering what we did."
"Do you mean you slept with Helen?
"Yes I did. Does that upset you?
"Only a little bit. I'm not there and you're lonely. I know you still love me."
"I do, very much. Was it good with Harry?"
"Yes it was wonderful at the time. Afterwards we were a bit worried about it because we don't want to hurt you or Helen."
"Are you going to do it again?"
"If you don't mind I think we might. Actually, unless you or Helen say you don't want us to, yes, we are. Harry is here with me again tonight. He's listening. What will Helen think?"
"You can ask her. She's right here listening. I am in her bed."
Helen took the phone from me.
She said "I'm very pleased that you and Harry are having a good time together. I hope Harry is not too jealous of Don and me.
Harry broke into the conversation. "I do love you Helen. I am glad you understand. I am just a little jealous of Don being with you. Without Dorothy I would be very lonely without you. I'm still looking forward to when you and I will be back together again."
"Dorothy, I think Harry should bring some of his clothes and things over to your house and stay with you to keep you company until Don and I come home."
"Do you really mean that? What does Don think?"
I took the phone. "I think it sounds very sensible. Now goodnight darling and goodnight Harry. Have a good time."
Dorothy and Harry and Helen said their goodbyes and we hung up the phone.
"Well what did you think of that Helen? Are you surprised at them? Are you a little jealous?"
"No. I hoped that would happen. Harry and Dorothy are good for each other and they would be lonely without us. It takes away the slight guilt I felt about you and I. As I told them I am pleased about it."
* * * * *
We really enjoyed the rest of the week. The conference was good and our nights were wonderful. By Saturday morning, though, we were tired out and keen to get home and reunite with Dorothy and Harry.
The flight back to Brisbane was comfortable and we were glad when we landed to see Dorothy and Harry waiting for us. Dorothy was almost tearful as she was clearly pleased to see me and I kissed and hugged her in the airport. We said goodnight to Helen and Harry and drove home. When we got out of the car she took my hand and wouldn't let go. She pulled me into the house and hugged me and kissed me and told me how much she had missed me.
I teased her saying "I thought that now you have had Harry you would never want me again."
"He's nice and sleeping with him was nice but he is not you and he could never replace you." She dragged me straight to our bed and took her own and my clothes off. We snuggled and stroked and kissed and sucked. Soon I was inside her and it was as comfortable as I have ever been. We had a little nap before we got up and did various things that needed to be done.
* * * * *
For the next few days we had no contact with Harry and Helen. I did discover there were some clothes and toilet items in the spare room wardrobe I didn't recognise. I assumed Harry had left them there. I didn't say anything to Dorothy about it.
Harry and Helen came to our house on Friday and the four of us had a pleasant evening together. Harry and Dorothy had a friendly hug and kiss when they arrived. Helen and I had the same. Otherwise, although there was clearly a pleasant undercurrent in the air concerning our activities of the previous week, there was no significant discussion about it and no actual contact between opposite spouses until, as they left at the end of the evening, we exchanged passionate goodbyes.
The following Friday it was our turn to go to their house. After dinner Harry and I went out to poke around with the old car and discuss what it needed next. When we came back into the house Dorothy and Helen were finishing an intimate conversation including a few naughty sounding giggles but Harry and I had no idea what they were on about. We sat down in couples on their long lounge and talked about various things but nothing in particular. As we were talking Dorothy snuggled up close to me and gave me a big kiss and started stroking my leg. I stroked hers. I was becoming aroused. I looked across and saw that Helen and Harry were doing the same. I realised Helen and Dorothy were looking at each other with grins on their faces. Then Helen and Dorothy stood up and swapped places. Helen and I started making out seriously much as we did on the night of our soft swing. Harry and Dorothy were doing the same. As before, clothes came off and we were all four getting excited. Once again, just as Helen and I were close to cumming, Dorothy said "Stop!" but this time she said "I am not at all upset. In fact I am absolutely loving what we are doing but tonight I would prefer to go home and finish this off with my husband. Would you all be OK with that?"
We all agreed but it took us a few minutes to come back to earth. We pulled our clothes back on. We decided we would meet at the Jazz Club the following night.
As we set out for the Jazz Club Dorothy put a suitcase on the back seat of our car. I asked what that was about but she told me it was a secret.
As usual we had a pleasant time. I had several dances with Dorothy and several with Helen. When I was with Helen I noticed that Harry and Dorothy were dancing close together and were completely absorbed with each other. I was dancing close to Helen and found myself becoming aroused. She could obviously feel it. She smiled and kissed me.
As the evening was ending Helen and Dorothy had a little secret conversation with more giggling. Dorothy spoke to Harry and me. She said "Helen and I have decided that we'd like a change just for tonight. Unless you, Don or you, Harry, object, Harry is coming home with me and Don is going home with Helen. Helen and I thought last night that we might feel like this before the end of the evening so we made some preparations. Don, take the case from our car and put it in Helen's. It contains some of your clothes and toiletries. Don't take them home again in case we want to do this again some time. Harry already has some clothes at our place. Harry and I will join you at their place for lunch. Enjoy yourself until then." and she gave me a big kiss.
Helen took my hand and led me to our car for the case and then led me to hers.
She drove me to her house and we had a lovely sexy night and morning.
* * * * *
That set the pattern for the next few months. The four of us spent a lot of time together as we had done before. I would go to Harry's place to work with him on the car or he would come to our place and we would play with the Commodore 64. Harry and I would help each other with jobs needing doing around the two houses. Helen and Dorothy would meet to unwind together, chatting or shopping or doing whatever else they felt like doing. We generally slept with our own spouses in our own homes but, just occasionally, by mutual consent, we would swap partners for a day or a night or even a weekend.
There were other significant happenings. Harry and I got the engine in the old car running and successfully drove it a few yards backwards and forwards in their driveway. Harry and I were ecstatic. Dorothy and Helen congratulated us with some, but rather less, enthusiasm.
Even more pleasing, Janet and Geoffrey informed us that they had become very fond of each other and had shifted into an apartment together. A few months later they came together to visit us. They insisted on shouting a high class restaurant dinner for the six of us. During the dinner, to our great delight, they announced the purpose of the dinner was to celebrate their engagement.
For those few months, life for the four us was very good.
* * * * *
A few months later I realised that things were not quite so good. Dorothy and I had always got along reasonably well. We wouldn't have been human if we hadn't had occasional little disagreements when we would get cross with each other but we had always sorted them out fairly quickly, often ending in bed making love and relaxing together. Now these disagreements seemed to be coming more frequent and over more trivial matters. Getting over them took longer. We continued to enjoy sex but it was a little more mechanical and routine and less loving. Dorothy and Harry were finding reasons to get together more frequently. When she was about to see him I could feel her impatience with me. After seeing him she would be reticent about what they had done together. I was not sure they were not seeing each other at times I didn't know about.
At the same time Helen and I were growing closer together. I looked forward more than ever to being with her and felt disappointed when I couldn't. When Helen and I were able to get together in a position where we could talk confidentially we discussed these things. She and Harry were having similar problems with each other.
The situation got steadily worse. Eventually it became so serious that I decided it was time to draw it to a head. I called a conference of the four of us at our house on a Friday night.
I told them how I felt. Dorothy and Harry reluctantly agreed they felt the same way.
I said. "Dot, I still love you and I believe you still love me to some extent but you've come to prefer Harry to me."
Dorothy hung her head in sadness but after a while she said "I am sorry Don, but you're right. I want to be with Harry all the time and I miss him when we are apart."
"What about you Harry?" I asked. "Are you still in love with Helen?"
Harry looked at Helen. "I still love you a lot Helen but I'm sorry. I have come to love Dorothy even more."
"What about you Helen?"
"What is happening is sad for all of us but maybe it is not such a bad thing to bring it out into the open. Don was originally just a special friend and so were you Dorothy. You still are, but now my love for Don has become overwhelming and I believe Don feels the same way about me. I enjoy being with Harry but I am happier still when I am with Don."
"Right" I said. "Well now it's all out in the open and we all know where we are. I don't think we can just carry on like this."
"What should we do about it?" asked Harry.
"Well, this is my suggestion for you to think about. For a three month trial I suggest Harry and I should swap homes. Harry should move in here. I will take many of my things and move in with Helen in your house. We will still see each other as before but Harry will act as Dorothy's husband and I will act as Helen's. I believe we can and should all stay close friends and do things together just as we did before. We would see how we feel after three months and decide what we want to do after that."
The others sat stunned for a while. They were obviously thinking hard. I didn't need to as I had been thinking about it for a while.
Dorothy was the first to speak. "I like the idea."
There was silence for a while before Helen spoke up. "It is a bit drastic but I like the idea too though I am sorry it has come to this. Sadly it might signal the end of what was a good marriage until recently. What do you think Harry?"
"I am sad about it too but I think the same as you."
"Are we really all in agreement or do we want time to consider it further?"
Harry spoke up again. "Having thought about Don's suggestion I am ready to go ahead with it, possibly even right away."
Dorothy and Helen agreed.
"Shall we start moving this weekend?"
"Let's think about it overnight. If we all feel the same in the morning, why not? There will be minor problems which need to be thought about more but I think we can begin. Harry and I already have some clothes in each other's houses and we can certainly switch houses at any time. I would suggest we stay with our own wives tonight to discuss practicalities. If we all agree in the morning we start moving. As we are staying friends it doesn't have to be done all at once."
Now we were no longer trying to hide our real feelings Dorothy and I were more loving towards each other that night than we had been for a while.
In the morning we had a phone hook-up and agreed the house swap was on. I spent the morning with Dorothy loading my most essential possessions into our car. At lunch time we met with Helen and Harry at a favourite café. Harry had his car loaded up. We said teary farewells to our wives. Dorothy went back to our house with Harry and Helen went back to hers with me.
Over the next few days we moved most of Harry and my essential things. The next Saturday we hired a trailer to first take some of my furniture such as my desk to Helen's place and then take Harry's larger items back to Dorothy's.
Harry managed to get special registration for the old car as a historic vehicle so that he was allowed with some restrictions to drive it on the roads. He drove it to Dorothy's place and into our garage.
* * * * *
The three months of the trial were relatively happy ones for the four of us even though we all sadly realised that it was probably the end of our marriages.
We spent most of our time with the persons we wanted to be with. We continued as before to see each other frequently and share activities. We even enjoyed frequent cuddles and a couple of nights, with our own spouses. That was even nicer than it had been before the switch as we still loved each other and were less frustrated about not having enough time with the ones we loved more.
* * * * *
At the end of the three months I called another conference. Clearly Harry and Dorothy had discussed and decided what they wanted. So had Helen and I.
"Does anyone want to end this trial?"
"We don't." said Harry. "Dorothy and I have talked and we want to stay together."
"So do Don and I" said Helen.
I spoke up. "We all want the same thing. I have been thinking as to what we should do in practical terms. Here are my thoughts."
"Dorothy and I jointly own our house. Helen and Harry jointly own theirs. The differences in our assets are not big enough to create problems with my ideas provided we all stay friends and continue to care for each other.
"I suggest we find a lawyer who is better known for being reasonable than for being aggressive. We explain that we want him to prepare for two quiet uncontested divorces assuming that when they are final Helen will marry me and Dorothy will marry Harry. We also ask him to do the necessary paper work to swap my share of Dot's house for Harry's share of Helen's house. I am sure Harry and I are sufficiently friends to agree on which of our other possessions we want to keep for ourselves and which we will permanently swap. What do you think?"
There was silence for a while as we all thought about it.
Harry said "I think that sounds the way to go. I am sure that Dorothy and I can agree to it." Dorothy nodded.
Helen said "I think that it is the right thing for us to do under the circumstances."
"What if Don and Harry disagree as to who keeps some item?" asked Dorothy.
"In that case we will call on Helen and Dot as joint referees. If they don't agree we will insist they fight it out with pillows in the nude in front of us until they compromise."
Harry said he liked that idea.
"OK, as we all agree it is settled. We will start on the plan as quickly as we can."
Harry mentioned a lawyer he thought might be the sort of person we were looking for. I knew of him and his reputation too so I agreed. We decided the four of us should approach him together so that he would know it was not a case of one or two of us wanting to steal a march on the others.
* * * * *
All went according to plan.
We asked Janet and Geoffrey to come and see us. We explained what had happened and why and what was going on. They were a bit shocked but we assured them that it should not affect them. They would have the same four parents to deal with and the four of us would continue to be close friends. When they got over their surprise they wished us well.
* * * * *
Under Australian law we had to wait some time before the divorces could take place and become final.
In the meantime we agreed to act as if the divorces and marriages had already taken place. To symbolise that and that we were still a closely knit four we arranged to share a sea side cottage above a beach on North Stradbroke Island for a honeymoon. It had one large main room with a view out over the beach to the ocean and a bedroom at each end.
On our first night there, after sharing dinner, the four of us sat side by side looking out to sea. Because of the cottage's position we could not be overlooked. My new wife to be, Helen, was in my arms and Dorothy was in Harry's. We were all comfortable and languid after the business of the day. Helen moved to my lap. I lazily moved my hands up and down from Helen's sides to her breasts. She turned her head round and kissed me deeply. I kept up what I was doing. Helen didn't have a bra on. She undid her blouse so that each time my wandering hands reached her breasts I was caressing her bare skin. At first it was all very slow and calm. I squeezed her nipples and she squirmed back against me. My prick got hard. Helen turned sideways so she was sitting crosswise over my legs. She undid my fly and reached in for my prick. I ran my hand up her skirt and started playing with her pussy. She was getting very excited.
I looked next to me and realised Helen and Dorothy were now in similar positions facing each other. I could see that Harry's hand was up under Dorothy's skirt. Harry and I looked at each other but looked down again and carried on with what we were doing. Helen and I stood up for a minute so she could quickly take my trousers and pants off and I could remove her panties. We got back into position and carried on where we had left off.
Helen became so excited she got up and straddled me, pressed my prick against her pussy and slid up and down against it. I couldn't stand that for long so I lifted her up, pushed my prick into her opening and pulled her down on to me. We fucked furiously. From the noises we could hear from alongside us Dorothy and Harry were doing the same. Despite all our naughty doings in the past this was the first time any two of us had actually fucked in the presence of the others.
Once again it was Dorothy who stopped us but only for a few seconds. Helen was cumming and I was close when Dorothy called out "Just to show we are going to stay friends let's swap. I want to feel Don again."
Helen jumped up off me and she and Dorothy swapped places. I got up, picked up Dorothy, turned her over and slipped back into her. Harry did the same with Helen so Helen and Dorothy were lying side by side. In their excitement they were holding hands. I was thrusting into Dorothy and Harry was bucking hard just beside me. I looked across at Helen's face. She was clearly excited and enjoying Harry's thrusts but she was smiling up at me. Soon we were all close to cumming again. Dorothy came. Then just before I was ready to cum she called out "I want Harry again." We swapped back.
There was no way I was going to be thwarted again. I hugged Helen tight, plunged into her pussy and thrust wildly until I emptied myself into her.
Afterwards we were all very happy but a bit embarrassed about what had happened. We were all four holding hands and smiling at each other. Obviously we were still a very special group.
* * * * *
When we got back to our homes life settled down a bit.
Helen and I had a bit of explaining to do to our other colleagues at the school but we and they got over it.
Eventually the divorces came through and were finalised.
As soon as that happened we had a double wedding for the four of us with minimal ceremony and no guests except each other and Janet and Geoffrey. The celebrant thought it was the first time he had married couples who had their exes as their wedding attendants. We pointed out to Janet and Geoffrey they were now step sister and step brother twice over but it was alright because, as they were over 18, their relationship was now legal under Australian federal law.
The four of us had many other adventures together. We helped each other and looked after each other, particularly when one or other of us was away or incapacitated. We remained very close friends.
THE END
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If you would like to learn more about Becky, Andy, Leonard and Kathy whom you met at the Jazz Club you might like to read my other story "Old Friends Become Special Friends".
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