Unknown - Wanting Everyone

"Think we should wake them and get them into bed?" Melinda asked.

"In a moment," Susan answered. "But right now I need something to drink. Want something?"

"A glass of water," Melinda replied. "And some time to gather my strength before lugging Phil to bed."

Susan rose and walked into the kitchen to return with two glasses of water.

Handing one to Melinda, she settled back on the floor and gazed out the window.

Outside, the snow blazed gold with the rising sun. She smiled feeling warm and secure. It had been one hell of a night.

And they still had another night to share before returning to town. It was going to be some weekend-one she would never forget.

Jace slept beside her. Susan held him close and gently kissed his forehead.

Within her, his cock slowly deflated and slipped from her body. She sighed, releasing him as he rolled to his back.

For a moment, she rose on her elbows and gazed at her husband. Love and warmth flooded her. As much as she had loved their weekend with Phil and Melinda, it felt good to be home in their own house, their own bed.

Giving Jace another kiss while he slept, she slipped from the bed and walked to the bathroom. Closing the door behind her, she turned on the shower. As much as she liked drifting off to sleep after balling, she didn't like waking up the next morning without having had a shower. Dried sexual juices always seemed to leave her a bit sore.

Stepping into the hot stream of water, she let the torrents massage over her nakedness for several minutes. Then she picked up the bar of soap and began sudsing.

Within their home, the weekend seemed so far away now, almost like a dream. It had happened so fast. First Jace and Melinda, then Phil and herself, then all of them in a weekend of non-stop sex, occasionally broken by a run down the slopes. Even when skiing, the foursome had managed to find a secluded spot and managed a quickie or two in the snow.

She smiled, remembering every moment of the weekend. There had been more than sex between them, she realized. Love too was there-even before they learned to share their bodies. Their lovemaking only seemed to draw them that much closer together.

She admitted to herself that the results of the weekend weren't exactly what she and Phil had in mind when they first schemed up the weekend. However, they had gotten Jace and Melinda back together. And Phil and she had gotten together like they had never gotten together before in their lives.

And in so many different positions, she thought. My brother has more going for him than I ever dreamed.

All in all, she mused, it was as though her family had grown, expanded to include two more loved ones-lovers. And that was something that seemed so precious to her, something more important than all the sexual pleasure they shared.

Not that I'm knocking the sex, Susan said to herself.

She reached down and turned off the shower. Grabbing a towel from the wall, she briskly rubbed herself dry. Despite a long and quite exhausting weekend, she felt wide awake. The warm shower had done nothing to make her drowsy.

The weekend had been like the opening of a new door, she realized. Inhibitions and taboos had been cast aside and all four of them were much better off for it.

What about other doors?

She remembered the erotic sensations that had coursed through her when she had watched Jace posing with Charolette. What about Jace and the luscious model?

How would she react if her husband and the model shared sex?

Switching off the bathroom light, she walked back into the bedroom and glanced down at her sleeping husband. She remembered the sight of Jace mounted atop his lovely sister, his hard cock plunging in and out of Melinda's quite willing cunt. She shivered, sensual desires coursing up and down her spine.

She shook her head and smiled. She then slipped into bed beside Jace. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand. Its luminous face read 10 P.M. Still early. Two hours before their normal bedtime.

She reached out, resting her hand on Jace's thigh. Her fingers weaved into the curly black hairs forested around the base of his sleeping prick. He stirred, but didn't wake.

Jace and Charolette, she rolled the possibility over in her mind. Charolette and me.

Juices stirred within her core, moistening the humid cleft of her sex. Trembly gooseflesh rose on her back in excitement. She smiled. There were others too, like Bill and Mary. She had always wondered what Bill would be like in bed. And there was Tom, an eligible bachelor who had on more than one occasion let it be known he was ready and willing.

Shivery sensations coursed through her body now. There were several possibilities, many avenues to take. Of course, she would have to talk them over with Jace. But she didn't see any difficulties there. She had no doubt that her husband would be willing to begin the venture.

Tomorrow was a good time to start, she realized. Charolette would be at the studio to pose for a very sexy session. If they handled things right, it could be even more sexy.

Her fingers slipped down and wrapped around the hose-like length of Jace's prick. She squeezed, thinking about the exciting possibilities that lay before them.

"Susan?" Jace asked sleepily. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," she replied.

She rolled over and gave her husband a long passionate kiss.

By the time their lips parted, his cock stood hot and hard in her hand. If he really wanted to sleep, he didn't mention it.

Instead, his hands lovingly caressed her breasts.

For a moment, Susan lay there, reveling in the feel of his hands on her. Then she slid down toward the waiting shaft of pleasure jutting from his groin.

Tomorrow was still just a fantasy. But tonight, Jace was very real.