In Search of the Final Freedom:

An Erotic Socio-Political Novel

By Pat Tomason

Pat_Tomason@hotmail.com







Chapter TWENTY-SEVEN



January passed quickly. Bonnie was gone too much and told Amy that she could not keep up the pace. In January she had spoken in 14 cities. It was just too much. Though the Foundation was thriving, Bonnie was wilting.



On top of all that she had been to two of the organizing meetings of “Georgians for an Open Society”: Magnolia LaCroix and company’s new venture to combat the impending effort to roll back advances in freedom of sexual expression. Cooper was more involved, but it was just one more thing dragging on her time.



It wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy her work. She loved the speaking engagements. And adding lectures at local University’s to her literary gave her more presentations per trip, and more polish to her delivery; but she was now away from home far more than she had agreed to. Something had to change.



She had been corresponding with Gayle in Minnesota almost on a daily basis and Bonnie thought it might be an answer to her problem.



“What if we contracted, with regional speakers.” Bonnie reasoned to Amy “That way we could get at this waiting list of speaking request. If we contracted regional representatives the cost would be minimal but we would multiply our presence.”



“And” Amy concluded “These requests for speakers will not keep, either we schedule soon or we likely loose the opportunity to reach those people.”



She leaned back in her chair. “Yes, but we would need to pilot this with someone.”



“And I think I have the one for you” Bonnie began and quickly told her about Gayle.



“Tell you what, you book her to come down for our next board meeting, and we’ll let them meet her. I have enough discretionary spending power to do that. And we can go from there.



With that approved, Bonnie booked Gayle to come to the meeting the first Tuesday in March.



Bonnie’s schedule impacted the whole family. Cooper took up most of the slack, but that began to stress him and he became irritable and rundown. Misty, also helped by driving Lamar around and doing most of the grocery shopping. That added to the rising stress of getting the yearbook ready in time for the printers all pressed on her and Bonnie was keenly aware of all of this.



It had been planned that the week of February 23rd would be an off week. Bonnie had accrued a full week in comp days for her travel in January and the February and Amy wanted to keep her from getting stale in her presentation, so when Bonnie returned home on Saturday the 21st she had until the first of March at home.





The local paper, The Sparta Harold, was published on Tuesdays and Fridays. As with most rural papers it was devoted to local news: births, deaths, arrests and local politics. For larger stories the Atlanta Constitution was available everywhere. As could be expected the editorial position of The Harold was very conservative. And routinely articles decried the low morals of young people and “Yankees”. When the first photos from the nude beach surfaced, there had been a letter to the editor attacking local ministers for not making a concerted effort to marginalize the local degenerates. It also made the case that use the internet was corrupting the young people of the county. Though the letter was signed “Citizens for Morality” it was assumed by Bonnie that Margo LaCroix had written it. She was rather surprised that the issue died so quickly. The Friday paper came out when Bonnie was still out of Town and Cooper never even looked at the Herald. So it was Saturday afternoon when Trisha came bringing Byron to spend the night with Lamar, she showed Bonnie and Cooper a new article. Cooper and read it twice to make sure he got what was being said, and implied.



It was actually two articles. One was an AP wire article about the national trend for teens to use the internet and their cell phones to exchange sexual messages and photos to each other now dubbed sexting. It discussed a Jr. High in Texas that had confiscated dozens of cell phones containing nude photos that 13 and 14 year girls had sent their boyfriends. As was the habit of the press, it was generating a storm over extreme cases to sell papers. The second article was as local follow up on the national article, In it the writher specially referred to an under-age honor student at Jeff Davis High that had nude photos posted on several internet sites. It also had a vague reference to parties where teen sex was encouraged with free condoms for all the party goers. Further, the article questioned why law enforcement had not become involved or the school had not taken action. The article concluded with a warning to parents to monitor their children’s behavior and associations. “If an honor student from a prominent family could be led into such actions, every child is at risk.”



There was no doubt that the article was referring to the Campbell’s. What was not so obvious was why the article pulled it’s punches and didn’t name names. Surely the people in the paper were aware of a local couple actively leading a national campaign aimed squarely at the restrictive morality of the old south.



One answer was that the newspaper’s owner was an old friend of Cooper’s late father. Another possibility was that the small paper didn’t want to do battle with a national foundation over what was ultimately not a local issue. In the end the article was another warning that the activities of the Campbell’s would not go unaddressed by the local morality police forever.



On Wednesday, Misty texted her mom asking if she was up for a dip in the hot tub with Rebecca and Samuel after school. Bonnie had not been exactly dreading this, but had been actively putting it off for over two months. It embarrassed her that she had ever told Misty’s friend that she would have sex with him after he turned 18. Oddly since she’d been having sex with many new people over the past year she was more in control of her sexual desires while at the same time having more fun in bed (with Cooper and others) than she ever had before. When she had promised Samuel, she had been far to aroused to think clearly. She had considered just telling Misty to tell her friends it was a mistake, but like Misty was finding, easy sex does not mean all choices are easy.



She texted back “4:00”.



At five till four Bonnie stepped in to the hot tub. She set the jets to full and relaxed in the bubbles. She heard the patio door open, but did not open her eyes, she just sat still as if she was asleep. It was easier and less embarrassing for her, and probably the kids too if she just pretended she didn’t know they were there. Only when the first foot disturbed the water did she half open her eyes.



“Hello.” She said in a sleepy voice to Samuel as he was just stepping into the water. She could not help but notice his full erection as his torso slipped beneath the bubbles. She also could not help but notice he had filled out nicely over the past six months since she had seen him naked.



Rebecca was right behind him. She had also matured, more full and woman like (as opposed to gangly and teenage like).



“I’m sorry it’s taken so long to get together Samuel. I’m sure Misty has told you about my schedule.”



’”That’s OK, Mrs. C, Rebecca couldn’t have come if we’d done it on my birthday.”



Bonnie thought about telling them to call her by her first name, but something in her head told her not to. There weren’t many taboo’s left in her world to have the thrill of breaking. So why spoil this one by pretending these where just any other play partners. Though this was technically legal, it still had the excitement of being forbidden and she internally admitted to herself, this would be fun.



They had taken the seats across from her. There was a lull, and an uncomfortable silence settled in.



Bonnie sat up straight so her breasts just cleared the water, “Here Rebecca you sit here.” She said pointing to the seat to her right “And Samuel, you sit here” motioning to the seat to her left, which was actually not next to her but at a right angle to her in the eight person hot tub.



“I haven’t’ really talked to you guys in months. How is your senior year going?”



When that didn’t elicit more than a cursory response she asked “And how is the EruoClub’s effort to promote public nudity and free sex at Jeff Davis doing?”



This was more successful as Rebecca quickly answered “I’ve been doing my part.”



“You have? Tell me about it?”



“Well, I seduced Miriam Blackwell and now she tells everyone she’s bi”



“You are bad” Bonnie mocked.



“And Samuel and I had a threesome with her a couple of weeks later, and I also did a threesome with Annette Powell and her boyfriend when Samuel was at work one night.”



Samuel added “And we did it in front of everybody at Connie Maxwell’s’ Christmas party. They were so freaked out.”



“And I gave Samuel head during a pep rally.”



“I was sure we were going to get caught.” He said, I still can’t believe we didn’t.



“You two have been almost as busy as me.” Bonnie said.



“Almost?” Samuel asked “What have you been up to promoting free sex and public nudity through the FFF?”



“More than I have time to tell.”



“Aw come on Ms. C!”



Bonnie hedged a bit more before saying “OK, for instance I did a presentation just outside Tampa Bay a few weeks ago. Like often happens the organizers took me out to dinner and they inevitability want to talk about open marriage and things like that. So I was out with this very nice middle aged couple and a younger woman who had been my hostess for the trip. Like you, they wanted to hear some stories of my travels and as I told them it was clear they all were very interested. So after dinner I suggested we all go to my hotel room. My hostess, it turns out is married with two young children, but she was the first to say yes, and the older couple after a short conference in private agreed.”



“So we went back to my room and got naked and messed around. It was lots of fun, but routine for me. For them it was obviously a wild night they would not soon forget. OK, now tell me about one of your trysts.”



The two teens looked at each other then Rebecca said, “Well,,,,, over Christmas break we met up with Samuel’s cousin Elijah down in Dublin. We just hung out all day and of course Samuel and I were being our exhibitionist selves all day. I flashed my tits right in Burger King we were all over each other in the back of Elijah’s old Taurus. All this time you could tell although his girlfriend was not hostile, but not used to how we act. I guess it’s kinda like what you do. We had gone out to the pond on the side of their property and we were just talking and I was messing with Samuel outside his pants. As you can imagine when he gets hard in his jeans, it becomes pretty obvious because how well endowed he is. So I make some comment about how I love to see girls squirm when they first see him. Then I tell about Samuel doing it with Miriam and how she squealed when he pushed it all the way in. Ruby, Elijah’s girlfriend, said I’m giving them a load of shit and she didn’t believe any of it. I told her straight up I’d seen him fuck most of my good friends at least once. She gets real pissy and says I’m a liar, so I say ‘’you don’t think I’d let him do you?”, she says that she would jump his bones in a minute if she didn’t think I’d beat her ass. So I ask Elijah if he wants to see Ruby do it with his cousin, but I already knew Elijah wanted to do a foursome, so he says it’s fine with him so I just whip out Samuel’s dick from his pants. Like most girls, at first she just stares, so I tell her to put up or shut up, just holding his dick like this” she said and moved across to the hot tub to sit by her boyfriend and grabbed Samuel’s penis and waved it, under the water at Bonnie.



“So what happed?” Bonnie asked.



“She stalls by asking if it hurts when he’s in me. I told her I love it, but I know for some girls it’s just to big. Then I again pressed her to put up or shut up. She looks at Elijah, then at Samuel then back at Elijah before pulling off her pants, squats over Samuel and lowers herself right down.”



“At first I thought she was just going to put it all the way in to show she would, then get dressed again. She goes down on him, looks at me like she was saying ‘see I did it’, then I see her thinking she adjust herself a little, then I saw her decide she liked that and moves around for a minute the starts going to town on him.”



Samuel, who’s hand had drifted over to Bonnie’s beast added “And, so I suffered though Rebecca’s experiment”

“Oh, yea, I saw how much you suffered. So much I bet she waddled for a week.” Rebecca shot back.



He only grinned. She finished the story by saying telling about doing Elijah while the other two were busy.



The three sat back and relaxed. Bonnie’ hand joined Rebecca’s on the plenty-for-two penis.



In the house Misty sat in the game room, the vertical blinds open just enough to keep an eye on the goings on in the hot tub as she watched Sponge Bob. She wasn’t voyeuring per se, but she was curious what her mom would do, so from time to time she got up from her favorite easy chair in the game room and peeked out to the hot tub. For the longest time they just sat there talking. Sponge Bob went off and nothing but talk. It wasn’t’ until the first commercial break of Top Chef when she peeked, she saw her mother sitting in Samuel’s lap. “So she did it after all” Misty said to herself before sitting back to watch the rest of her show.



When the show went off she figured they should be about done so she opened the sliding glass door and exited to the patio. It was cool outside, but not cold. Misty was fine in her sweater. Stepping up on the platform that surrounded the hot tub, Misty said “Well, how things going?”



In the water, it was now Rebecca who was sitting on Samuel’s lap, and Bonnie sat close by, evidently playing with his balls with one hand while her other was busy in her own lap.



“Just fine” Bonnie told her daughter. “Do you need something?”



“No, just seeing how things are coming along”



“No one is cumming yet, but I’m sure we will all do so soon enough.” Bonnie answered in a cheery voice.



“That’s not what I meant!” Misty said and turned to go back in.



Bonnie didn’t add anything more before Misty when in.

Rebecca said “She just wanted to see what we were doing”



Bonnie agreed and nudged Rebecca to indicate it was her turn again on the pleasure post.



Misty when inside and plopped into her chair. She felt stupid for going out. She switched channels but found nothing to interest her, so she went upstairs to do her Literature homework assignment.



After ten minutes it was clear she could not concentrate. Why? Was she mad that her mom was in the hot tub with her friends? After some self-examination she knew it was exactly that. And why did it bother her? Because she was excluded. Those were her friends and they would rather be with her mom than with her. She knew that wasn’t rational, but that was how she felt all the same.



So she sat and stewed, trying to talk herself out of being hurt and angry. She turned on some music and lay down on the bed. When she heard the back door open and the voices of her mom and friends in the house she almost didn’t leave her room, but she didn’t want them to know how she felt. She put on her best fake good attitude and went down the stairs.







Later that evening, Bonnie went up to her daughter’s room. She could tell, though she tried to hide it that Samuel’s birthday present had upset Misty. She also had no trouble figuring out why. Misty was sitting at her desk, typing on her laptop. Bonnie quietly sat on the side of Misty’s bed. Misty didn’t even acknowledge her mother’s presence.



“I should never have told Samuel I would do that” Bonnie said to the back of her daughters head.



Silence.



“I thought about just telling him no, but I thought that would have been even worse.”



Silence.



“I’m sorry. It is inappropriate to do that with your friends. It doesn’t matter their age. I know that. I’m really sorry.”



More silence followed by a quiet “That’s OK, what’s done is done.”



“Should I have just told him I was wrong to promise him that and just not done it?”



Still not turning around Misty said, “No, that would have been even more irritating.”



Bonnie got up and kissed the back of her daughter’s head. “I love you”



She walked to the door. Misty looked up “I love you too. Thanks”



Another lesson learned.



***



March turned out to be the busiest month yet for Bonnie. She was at a Libertarian Convention in Dallas on Thursday afternoon, with a reception and Q&A in the evening; on Friday morning she flew to Austin for a 2:00 lecture at a graduate class University of Texas and an open lecture and panel discussion in the evening. Even after all her speaking this venue was intimidating as the hall seated over a thousand and it was filled. She was flown by one of the University’s planes to Houston that night for a similar forum at Rice University starting at 1:00 the next day. For the first time she was surprised to see protesters at outside. Protesting HER. Clearly the protesters had no idea who she was for no one even noticed when she walked from the University’s car to her the doors of the lecture hall. Rather they carried signs opposing pornography, adultery, homosexuality and fornication.



The university representative explained that the local churches had heard about the content of her lecture from a news report on the Liberation Convention in Dallas on Thursday.



“Well, I’m flattered. Someone noticed me.” She said to herself.



By four she was on her way back to the airport. She was exhausted but it had been a very productive trip. Not only had she spoken to more people that she had ever done on a single trip, the protesters brought out the news media which gave them the most exposure they had received since New York. A particularly intrepid reporter for the Houston Chronicle offered her a ride to the airport if she would agreed to be interviewed on the way. He was young and cute, but she distrusted what he might write so she was very careful about what she said.



He asked about the Foundation and it’s work and goals. He asked and about the art (though he had not been in the hall, he had read about it’s explicit nature).



She left him with several pieces of literature which gave the web addresses to her, the foundation’s web site and to Amy’s art web site.



On the plane, she was very tired but very pleased with herself. She thought she’s handled the series of lectures and panel discussions well. She had not been blindsided by hostility by either the moral conservatives or the equally narrow minded feminist. The reporter was a surprise, though she knew it should not have been. Amy had prepped her months ago for just such an event and she thought she’d handled it well, but it was hard to say.



On Tuesday morning she met Gayle at the Columbia (SC) airport in advance of her job interviews. The Columbia airport was much closer than the Atlanta airport to the FFF office in Augusta.



The plan was to spend the late afternoon with Amy to let her get a feel of the candidate, and then meet the board. Over the last month Gayle and Bonnie had talked several times a week and Bonnie had provided all the available written material resource material at the foundation’s disposal.



“You do understand” Amy continued the discussion that was now into it’s second hour. “That we are looking for representatives that not only can present our material well, but live our beliefs.”



For Gayle, after she had just recently defended her doctoral dissertation, this was more a friendly discussion than an interview. But she did want to do well. Over the past months she had spent a lot of time on learning the FFF’s position and the underlying philosophical underpinnings. She had always been an over preparer, and she was sure she had done an excellent job of summarizing the FFF position to the Executive Director.



“Oh, I agree.” Gayle enthusiastically responded “That is what makes Bonnie such a compelling speaker. It’s not just words to her, its her life.”



“And when you first heard her speak, how did you know this was her life?” Amy inquired



Gayle had not prepped that question. She thought back to that night she met Bonnie. No, it hadn’t been then, it was her presentation. It had been so believable. “Because the presentation. I’ve heard a lot of presentations of new ideas and I can tell the difference between those speakers who have passion for what they are saying and those who just recite information.”



Amy nodded, “Yes, Bonnie is committed, but do you think the visuals supported the presentation.”



“Certainly, the fact she without comment, apology or even blush had photos of herself as an interregnal part of the presentation gave it punch it would not have had otherwise.”



Amy leaned back in her chair. “I agree. I was not going to use any of the photos of her, but when we put the presentation together she was sure that would convince the audience she was what she claimed to be.”



Gayle knew where she was going with this. She and Orin had spoken at length about it. She also could tell that Amy was not going to ask her to sit, or rather, perform, for a painting and photos to include in the presentation. Amy wanted to know if she would suggest it for herself. She provided an answer for Amy’s unspoken question. “Since meeting Bonnie, my husband and I have opened up to a lot of new things.” She didn’t know if she could ever be as casual about this as Bonnie was, but she would try. “We have come to believe in what the FFF is about and I would think if I were to start doing presentations for you, I would need to have photos and paintings of myself of a similar nature made to include in the slide show.”



That was what Amy was evidently waiting to hear because she shifted to a new subject. “How much experience do you have in dealing with the press?”

“Some, I have developed press releases for the Free Thinkers and have done a couple of interviews.



“From what Bonnie told me we may finally be getting some press attention: protesters are a good start” Amy said with a smile. “Hopefully our Baptist friends will have a more organized protest Next Tuesday night when Bonnie presents at her alma matter: Vanderbilt. If the reporter she spoke to Saturday, gets his story picked up we have a chance to increase our exposure significantly.”



By five, Amy seemed to be convinced, as Bonnie was, that Gayle would be an asset to the team. “OK, Bonnie, why don’t you take Gayle to dinner. Be back at 7:00. By then the Board will be ready to see her.”



She took Gayle to Nanny’s, a local, very Southern experience. Augusta due to the Savannah River Nuclear Site and the annual Master’s golf torment was a progressive city, as rural Georgia went. As such there were a number of fine dinning establishments but Gayle asked for something authentically southern, so the came to Nanny’s. In a converted home, it severed what t he locals called “Meat and Three” : a meat dish such as county-fried steak and three vegetables such as collards and or fried okra. The atmosphere was, for want of a better expression, authentic, provided mostly by the colorful country locals who frequented the place.



“My turn to show you local hospitality” Bonnie said as they sat down at the table.



“This is the real south. The south I live in, it’s not Atlanta or even Charlotte. Just regular people trying to live the way they have for generations.” Leaning over to Gayle and whispering she said “Now you see why my task at home is so much harder than it is on the road”



“I think I understand” Gayle replied. “How do you think it went with Dr. Douglass?”



“Great, I told you it would be no problem for you.”



“Thanks”



“And the meeting tonight, you’ll really just need to do a little of what you did for Amy. They’ll just go through the formalities; they’ll do what she recommends.”



“Which will be what?”



“For you to start by traveling with me the first month then, take off on your own. If I had my way, it would be faster, but that is the plan as of this morning.”



“Thanks.” Gayle replied “I would need to a few weeks to arrange my schedule in Minnesota.”



“What does Orin think of you traveling a couple of days a week”



“You know, I think he likes the idea of me being out of town a lot. That way he can spend more time with his real love?”



Bonnie gave her a puzzled look.



“His research. That’s his mistress and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to compete with that”



Bonnie laughed out loud. “If that’s as sexy as he gets, what will he think of you doing posing for Amy?”



“It’s odd, he seems ambivalent about me and other men. I haven’t told you, but have been dieing to tell someone.” She paused and then lowered her voice “A couple of weeks after New Years when you and I began to email seriously about the idea of me doing presentations for your foundation”



“Our foundation” Bonnie corrected.



“That remains to be seen” She countered “But, whichever, I bring it up to Orin that it would be hard to be believable making those presentations if I didn’t have the kind of openness in my lifestyle that you have. And just like he’s working on a student’s research project, in his monotone voice he says that I’ll have to bring someone home and try it out to see if I’m comfortable with it.”



“Was that the response you were looking for?” Bonnie asked

“Not really, I mean, yes I did hope he’d not object to me giving it a try, but, but I did figure he’d show a little interest. Object or encourage but something that showed he had on opinion about me committing adultery.”



“What has he had to say about the night in the hotel with me?”



“Not much. I brought it up a couple of times but it’s like the whole thing embarrassed him. In fact, I’m sure now it’s that for all his surety in an academic setting, he is totally insecure about sexual things.”



“Its not like he’s incapable. He did a more than adequate job the night I was there.”



“Oh yea, when it’s all there for him, he’s more than willing. It’s just that he is so afraid to initiate anything,”



“So, what did you do with his suggestion?” Bonnie inquired.



“After I got over his indifference?” She said with irritation “It took me weeks to think of someone to bring it up to. In the end I realized I should approach it as a student like Orin said. Since I was still technically a graduate student, I posted an entry in the University’s graduate online community bullion board. I said a female graduate student would like to start a discussion and exploration group to pursue the issues brought up by the Final Freedom Foundation.”



“How would anyone know what that is?”



“You underestimate the impact of your visit, or the speed in which new ideas move through the University community. Besides, you had a good number of graduate and undergraduate teachers at the conference because it was a local opportunity to get current topics in the philosophical discourse.”

“So did anyone respond?”



“Yea, I set up a meeting in one of the library’s conference rooms. Seven people showed up. We had a good discussion and have been meeting every other week since. At the last meeting we had 11 people.”



“Wow. How what have they had to say?”



“Since these are all graduate students they over think everything, but there is some interesting perspectives. Especially from those who are not from North America. We have had a woman who is Polynesian and a couple from India who are regulars as well as several people from Europe. It has turned out better than I had expected.”



“and what about your search for someone to bring home?”



“At the first meeting, I knew two of the people who came very well and one more casually. One of the ones I knew well, his name is Mike, is also a doctoral candidate and we have had classes together. I emailed him a couple of days after our first meeting and we had lunch on campus and, at the end I just out and out asked if he would like to come over that next Saturday afternoon for lunch and sex with my husband and I.”



“And?”



“He came over on Saturday, we had spaghetti, and afterward I ushered Orin and Mike to the bedroom. They were both very nervous, but after I’d given them both head, pretty good head if I say so myself. They were all into it.”



“How was Orin afterward?”



“He was so non-committal I had wondered if he was mad. But like two days latter he asked if I was just going to bring home guys or was I going to bring girls too? So, I decided he liked it but there is no way he’s going to admit it.”



“Cooper’s sort of like that , I understand.”



“I think that Orin doesn’t want to seem like a macho pig so he won’t tell me it turns him on.” Then she grinned, “but as they say actions speak louder than words” and put one finger up like an erect penis. “That was in mid February, and I’ve had one other person over since, a guy from the Ukraine, but I gotta say he was a dud, in like five minutes he’d shot his load, dressed and left. He didn’t come to any more meetings. Oh well.”



“It’s like that. But I’ve found the more experienced swingers are much better and pacing themselves.” Bonnie pointed out “How will Orin be about you doing it if he’s not there?”



“I told him that I would offer to have Amy paint and photograph me with other people for the presentation and he just said that he was behind me.”



“I agree with your assessment that by having photos of me in the presentation it has given me credibility I would not have had otherwise.”



“And shock power”



“That too.”



Latter Bonnie took her to meet the board then drove her back to Columbia to stay at the Airport Hyatt in advance of her morning flight. There was no mistaking the sexual tension when she walked Gayle into the hotel lobby. Had it been other circumstances Bonnie would have invited herself into the woman’s room, but as it was, as she thought it best to just shake her hand and tell her she would call tomorrow with the board’s response, though Bonnie knew it was a forgone conclusion what the answer would be.



Bonnie was glad to be off all weekend and was happy to be at Church for only the second time in five weeks. Numbers of friends stopped her and chatted. She was mildly surprised that it appeared that everyone knew of her traveling for work. Cooper was an elder and between him and her close friends who knew the true details of her travels, it was not unreasonable to expect that her absence would be queried about; and that there would be a vague explanation of her traveling for work.



One of those who stopped her to chat was Ruthie Chandler, the adult daughter of Bud and Sally Chandler, close friends with the LaCroix clan.



“Could I call you this afternoon?” was the unexpected question she asked “I think you might be able to help me with a little problem”



“Sure, we should be home from lunch about 1:30” Bonnie replied, trying not to give hint of her surprise. To her memory she had not spoken more than pleasantries to Ruthie since she moved back to Sparta to take a job at Memorial Hospital two years ago.



At lunch Bonnie and Cooper tried to surmise what Ruthie could possibly want, but they had dark suspicions it had something to do with the growing local resistance to Bonnie and Cooper’s work with the FFF.



At just before 2:00 Ruthie called.



“I have a close friend at work who is having martial problems.” Ruthie explained “and the advice she is getting from her family and her pastor seems to be, well… dated. She was looking for a second opinion as it were; an opinion by someone with a less fundamentalist outlook. I told her that you went to our church and she asked me to see if you would talk to her.”



Bonnie was taken aback. “How does she even know who I am?”



“Everyone in town knows who you are. You and Cooper are the biggest news to Sparta since In the Heat of the Night” She explained referring to the 1980’s TV series about Sparta, Mississippi, that had generated interest in their town by the same name though in Georgia.



Bonnie was speechless. She genuinely thought her work was entirely outside of the notice of her small town. Sure, she’d gotten some interviews by national news outlets and had even had a short article written about her work in the last issue of Esquire magazine. But all the efforts to promote her work and the FFF was still less than a drop in the Mississippi river flow of media. She wanted to ask how many other people had heard of her and her work, but she resisted. Instead she just said “I’d be glad to help if I can. Not that I’m a marriage counselor by any stretch.”



“She’s and her husband are separated and I’m not sure she’s looking for marriage counseling as much as just a different perspective on marriage in general.”



Still not sure what she could do to help she said “I’m off tomorrow and Tuesday, comp time for my traveling. Do you want to do lunch either of those days?”



“I’ll call her and call you right back. Thanks, she really will appreciate this”



“Again, I don’t know if I have anything to help her, but I’ll be glad to talk to her.”



A little later the phone rang again. Bonnie answered it assuming it was Ruthie again, but it was Trisha. “You’ll never guess who called just a little while ago? Richard Ravenel!”



Bonnie searched for the name in her memory. Trisha jumped to fill her in “The man from Hilton Head two years ago- my first man after my divorce.”



Bonnie remembered Trisha telling her the story, but had not remembered the man’s name, only how she went on and on about the great sex.



Trisha continued “I don’t know how he got my number, but he said he had been looking for me for over a year and wants to know if I’d like to go to Hilton Head with him”



Bonnie was at once both happy for her friend and concerned that she didn’t know this man very well. “What did you tell him”



“I told him I’d think about it, but I really want to go.”



“Did he give you a time?”



“He said I could pick the date, but he would like to go in the spring.”



“Wow. Just be careful.”



The phone began to beep for call waiting. “Sorry I gota go, this is a call I’m expecting, I’ll call you back”



“That’s OK, I’ll see you at church.” Trisha said and hung up the phone picked up the other call, it was Ruthie. The meeting was set for Monday at 11:30 at Capri’s near the Hospital. Though she hadn’t in the least been expecting this kind of request by someone in Sparta, she had become used to talking to people about relationships, particularly sexual issues in relationships. However, Ruthie had given only the vaguest hint as to what her friend wanted to talk about. As she thought on it she decided that it must have to do with sex because what else would lead this woman, whom she didn’t know, to want to speak with her?



Capri’s was a popular, if not very good by the standards of a seasoned traveler, Italian restaurant in town. She arrived at 11:15 but didn’t have to wait long. Ruthie arrived with an attractive, very tall and full figured 25ish with auburn hair wearing Hello Kitty medical scrubs. Standing next to the nearly pixie sized Ruthie she seemed larger than in fact she was.



“Thanks for coming” Ruthie opened “This is Stephanie. She and I work together in the rehab department.”



“Glad to meet you” Bonnie said extending her hand.



“I’m so excited to meet you” Stephanie said with obvious excitement. “I’ve read your interview and the article about you in Esquire. I can’t believe such a firebrand lives here in Sparta. ”



“I really didn’t know anyone in town knew anything about my work.” Bonnie said a bit embarrassed.



“I can’t say about other people, but in our department your work has generated quite a discussion.”



“Really?” Bonnie said in complete disbelief.



Ruthie chimed in “Oh yea. Ever since that Art show in New York where the painting of you and your husband had posed for that painting your name and your foundation have been opening up discussions at work that I never dreamed would happen.”



This revelation genuinely pleased Bonnie and she wasn’t embarrassed to say so but added “I thought the only discussion of my work here in Sparta was to condemn it as evil and anti-Christian.”



“Oh, that is certainly the opinion of lots of people, especially my mother and her friends.” Ruthie agreed



“But,” Stephanie continued “among the younger professionals, we have a less provincial view of the world, and though it would not be fair to say the majority agree with all your foundation is promoting, a majority are willing to accept the premise that in regard to sex, the old southern was is nothing but total and complete hypocrisy.”



“Well I’m glad that I’m getting someone to rethink things.” Bonnie said.



Ruthie took that as a cue to introduce the issue “That’s why Stephanie wants your opinion. She thinks that what she is being told is, to put it bluntly, is crap. Crap being shoveled out to make the old people feel righteous, but does nothing to help her.”



“OK, what problem? I’m not following.”



Ruthie and Stephanie looked at each other before Ruthie said “She and her husband have split up. Though she wanted to work things out, her church and her family insists that he has to go.”



“Let me be sure I get this,” Bonnie asked “she wants to work out their problems but her family and church think she should leave her husband? You’re not telling me something.”



Stephanie nodded slowly. Ruthie continued “It’s a long story but the end of it is that last week her husband was arrested last week at a park in Atlanta for…” she lowered her voice “.. .being caught having sex in the park… with a man.”



Bonnie leaned back. Now it made sense. She looked at Stephanie and said “Why don’t you tell me the whole story. I suspect that there is more to this than a simple indecent exposure arrest.”



Stephanie nodded again. It took her a few moments before she began.



“Gregg and I have been together, on and off since I was 15. We dated all though high school. He was my first. Not just for doing it, but for, like, everything to do with boys and sex.”

Bonnie had long resisted the tendency to use vague euphemisms so she asked “Your fist boy to have sex with you mean?”



Stephanie nodded.



Bonnie continued “And I guess the other is that he was your first for other things like feeling you up, oral sex and the like?”



Stephanie used words to agree “Yes, pretty much everything I did later in college with other guys I did first with Gregg”



“So you didn’t stay with him in college?”



With a little more confidence Stephanie said “This is what happened. Like I said we started dating at the beginning of high school. Right off we went from making out, to blowjobs to screwing. And I don’t mean just occasionally. We did it nearly every day and when we could sneak off we would do it for hours on end. And to be honest, though he was ready to go all the time, I initiated it as often as not. I loved it. I loved him.” She got quite “I always have loved him, and still do.”



“What did you parents think of all this.”



“Hell, for the longest time they didn’t have a clue. I mean although mom and I fought all the time, I was a pretty good kid. Good grades, didn’t dress particularly sexy, active in church.” She laughed as she was getting more relaxed “I bet for that first year or two Gregg and I fucked more in mom and dad’s bed than they did, but still I fed mom a line about me keeping my virginity until marriage. God, I hope I’m not that naive when my kids are teenagers.”



“That charade ended when mom came home sick from work and walked in on Gregg and me doing it right on the living room couch. It was quite a scene. I think she’s hated him from that day on. She went absolutely crazy. Screaming, shouting, hitting Gregg as he tried to get dressed and declaring I was never to be alone with him again.”



Bonnie commented “And let me guess you went right on.”



“Hell yea. Mom and Dad took my car away and threatened to have me sent to a home for unruly children, but even if the sex wasn’t’ the best thing in my life, which it was, I wasn’t’ about to let them tell me I couldn’t be with my boyfriend. Fortunately, for me my focus on my grades came to the rescue. By the time all this came down I was half way through my Junior year and because of my SAT scores I was receiving tons of solicitations for colleges all over the country. They were so proud their daughter was being courted by top drawer schools it was hard for them to reconcile that with their threats to send me away.”



“So what happened.”



“Because I was active in church and in the National Honor Society, and I promised never see him again, they gave me my car back after less than a week. After that I became very creative at squeezing out time my schedule to be able to see Gregg. And of course Mom and Dad both were at work till past 5:30 every week day so Gregg parked on the next street over and came and went through the back door. We did our best to not leave any trace he’d been there but I’m sure Mom also became very good at not seeing what she did not want to see. I mean if she had wanted to catch us it would not have been that hard, and besides I was by then getting the pill from the health department. I don’t think she was stupid, I just think she didn’t want to confront me about my sexual activity while at the same time not willing to give me permission. So just playing ignorant was her solution.”



“All that time sneaking around and being naked with Gregg took some toll on my grades. I’m sure I spent more time having sex my senior year than I have at any time since. You see Gregg can get it up any time he wants and keep it up as long as he wants and many a time that has been once in the morning, once in the early evening and a couple of rounds before bed. I’ve never known anyone like him. But even with all my antics my grades were still good enough to get me into Emory.”



“Impressive. Did he go to Emory too?” Bonnie asked.



“No, he was not that kind of student. He went to a tech school and has become an IT guy doing Novel networks. So he stayed in the Sparta area and I moved to Atlanta. Like so many of those cases, I got busy in my new world and he got busy into his. I made it home once a month that fall but after Christmas that first year we decided not to hold each other to exclusivity. I was sure he had not been celibate when I was out of town, but the fact is, that I had not been either, so with out saying it up front we had both been screwing around and there was no sense pretending the other should be waiting patiently for us to be reunited. I’m sure that is what led to the mess I’m in now.”



Bonnie didn’t comment but waited for Stephanie to continue.



Over the next years I had several serious relationships but each time when I came home I found myself in bed with Gregg and never could my other relationships compare to him. Gregg in the meantime also had many girlfriends and even a short lived marriage, but none of those events kept him out of my bed when I was in town. We have this magnetism to one another that nothing seems to be able to break.”



“After I graduated and finished my internship in Atlanta I took a job at Sparta Memorial and less than a year latter we were married and I was very pregnant with little Jimmy, then a year after that I was pregnant with James. With Jimmy I’d done great, but James was a problem. I almost lost him twice and was on bed rest for two months before he came. After that he had the colic and in that hard year our sex life came to a virtual halt”



“One thing I’d learned about Gregg is that after a couple of days with out sex he became like an over heated boiler, the slightest touch sent him spewing. We had joked about it many times and when something had prevented us for being together for a day or two we nearly always opened with me giving him head, he’d pop once, I’d slurp it down, then we’d get down to business next and he’d be his wonderful, ‘fuck till I can’t stand it anymore’ self.”



She blushed deeply “I can t believe I just told you that.” She covered her face with her hands “I’ve only told a few people that and I don’t’ even know you”



Bonnie reached over and placed a hand on her forearm “Remember who I am, I talk about doing that kind of stuff in front of audiences of hundreds.”



Stephanie relaxed and continued “Yea, but …. Oh well…. The point being that after only two days of celibacy Gregg became agitated. But over that year I could tell after a few days that agitation would come but then go away. I knew full well he was finding someone to relieve his stress. I didn’t bring the subject up and by my deafening silence; I was in effect giving him permission to do what he wanted. And to be honest I felt both relieved that I didn’t have to do it for him myself and guilty that I wasn’t up to it. On occasion, I even made oblique references to the fact I knew he was having sex. Like one time he got home and when he kissed me his face smelled and tasted like he had just been down on a woman. The smell and taste brought back, for a moment, my natural response and I began to get turned on. So I tell him that if he tasted like that too often I would not be able to stick to the doctor’s orders of abstinence. I guess he took that as permission because after that I began tasting woman on his lips several times a month. I guess I should have been willing to talk about it, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do that.”



Bonnie sympathized “It’s hard to break though that wall of what you feel your supposed to say and do. But your right. If you’d talked about it then, it would be easier to do now.”



“And perhaps” She mused “We would not be in the mess we are in now.”



“And what mess is that.”



“Well” she said swallowing “I was out of commission for well over a year, post-partum, problem pregnancy, post-partum again then fussy baby. In that time he was always sweet and attentive and repeatedly made sure I knew how much he wanted me and that when I was ready he wanted to get back to our old ways. Finally, things settled down. We went from no sex, to occasional sex, to weekly sex, two twice weekly sex, but even after I went back to work it was so hard. Caring for two pre-schoolers, and working full time as a physical therapist at the hospital left me tired. I wanted more sex, but to be able to work our two schedules out so that we are both ready has been hard. And the fact that my mother still refuses to talk to him after all this time makes it worse.”



I don’t think he ever stopped doing other women, and from what he told me last week, he started doing men when I was sick simply because they were available. He said he is always the top, which means, the other guys give him head then he bends them over and does them in the ass. He said, and I believe him, that it was always just when he was agitated and he knew were to get his rocks off in the park. I told him I believed him, but that is just too much for me to accept and he agreed he wouldn’t do it ever again.”



“And did you talk about the women?” Bonnie asked.



“No, that’s why I wanted to talk to you. I told him would need some time to think it over. He’s stayed in the Motel 6 since last Thursday” again she paused in thought “Am I so wrong that I can live with him doing other women; because I I’ve known all along he’s been doing other women and I’m used to it now. Other than that he’s a great husband and father. But my family and now my church think he’s a sick pervert that I should have nothing to do with.”



Bonnie looked intently into her eyes; eyes that were full of pain. “You can not make this decision based on what your family or your pastor or your church thinks. You must act on what is right for you. You and your family are what matter. I can’t begin to tell you what your ultimate decision should be. But I can say that the first thing you need to do is to talk though all of this with Gregg. All of it, Just like you told me. Clearly sex has been very important to you two for years, and just as clearly it seems that you are not too hung up on the fact he puts his dick in other people. Does he know you were with other men in college?”



“.. and a couple of girls. How do you think I knew the taste on his lips. But, oh yea, when we’d get together when I was home from school he liked me to tell him about what I was doing with my current boyfriend while he and I fooled around. And come to think of it, he’d tell me of his girlfriends too. It was kinky to me fucking him when we were both in relationships. I wonder if that’s why he felt OK with getting some on the side when I was out of commission?”



“I think you’re on the right track. It sounds like he is no more jealous than you and that’s been true since long before you got married. So the only decision you have is what is more important; your relationship with Gregg or your relationship with your mother and church friends.”



She sat thoughtfully.



“And” Bonnie continued “You mom has acquiesced once to sexual behavior she didn’t approve of, why won’t she do it again?”



Stephanie took some time before she said “I guess there has never been much of a decision to make. And maybe what I really don’t want to admit is that I have been deciding that I don’t want to wait until our schedules happen to align to have sex.”



Ruthie interjected “Dr. Wilson?”



Stephanie nodded.



“Oh, yea, he’s so hot.” Ruthie elaborated “And I can tell he’s got the hots for you”



“So, now you even have a starting point to talk to Gregg” Bonnie said “But if you choose the open marriage route you need to set some ground rules.”



“What do you mean?”



“Some couples only do it when the other partner is present, others don’t have do that but insist upon open disclosure, especially if it is the same person on multiple occasions.”



“What do you mean?” Ruthie asked, though she wasn’t even married.



“Well, like for Cooper and I it just means that we try to give the other at least a brief explanation when we play with other people. As I’m often speaking to swing groups or other open minded people I have sex with at least one person on most of my trips. Sometimes I call him before, sometimes after and if I’m in a mean mood I’ll call him on my cell right in the middle. But I would never have sex on the sly, and he doesn’t do it either. Now in his case, he mostly does it with our friends”



“From church?” Ruthie asked somewhat incredulously.



“Sure, but I won’t betray their confidence by listing who exactly” Bonnie said.



Her eyes remained wide but said “I’m sure I could guess, there have been rumors about your pool parties”



“you probably could figure it out.” Bonnie agreed. “And safe sex is a must. And for you I guess multiple forms of birth control. The advantage of a hysterectomy is I don’t have to worry about pregnancy.”

Bonnie could tell that although they’d been talking sexual issues all though lunch, her casual discussion about doing other people appeared to have taken them aback.



“That is what you are considering isn’t it? Having sex with whomever you want and making that openness part of your marriage.”



“Yea, I guess” Stephanie replied.



“It’s just, to be so up front about it takes some getting used to?” Bonnie suggested.



“Yea”



“That’s fine, but if you decided to go that route be aware of the flack you might take.”



They finished their meal before Bonnie offered. “Let me throw this out, if Gregg wants to come by, we can all sit in the hot tub and discuss this all.”



“May I assume you don’t mean in swimsuits?” Ruthie asked.



“Never in the hot tub.” Bonnie answered Ruthie “And I know we’ve never had you and Sonny over, feel free to come too. Our tub seats eight.” And after a moment added for clarification “And our pool and tub are dress as your comfortable, if that means a swim suit, great, if you choose to go a’ natural as we do, that’s great too. But, Stephanie, you might use this as a litmus test for Gregg, if he balks at you not wearing a suit, then likely any other words of acceptance are hollow.”



Ruthie agreed and extended with “And think about it, getting naked and getting into the hot tub with Bonnie and Cooper will tell Gregg you’re serious about this.”



“Would you do it with me?” she asked her helpful friend.



Ruthie hesitated then said “If you will, I will. Naked as jay-birds”



After that they both agreed to discuss it with their husbands before they left to go back to their jobs at the hospital.



She was not surprised that when Ruthie called the next day that Stephanie and Gregg were coming, but a little surprised that Ruthie would come but not her husband. “I hope you don’t mind” she said on the phone “But I just couldn’t bring it up to Sonny. I know how he feels about that kind of thing and, well, if I asked him to come, I’m sure we’d have a big fight and we would both stay home. So, if you can keep it between us, I’ll come with Ruthie and Gregg.”



Bonnie, though surprised, didn’t hesitate to tell her she was more than welcome.





The three arrived together and Bonnie and while Bonnie took the women to the bedroom to change into robes; Cooper slipped out of his shorts and shirt right in the living room, tossed Gregg a towel and headed out the back door with out looking back. Cooper was not overly sympathetic to Gregg after what Bonnie had told him, but he also knew that like all circumstances there were two sides to the story.



Leaning back in the tub Cooper relaxed. The other man was clearly not comfortable, so Cooper opened the conversation.



Glad you guys could come over. I’ve know Ruthie since she was a baby, but thought she was much too conservative to join our Bohemian crew.



“She and Stephanie have worked together for a couple of years now, but I just met her tonight as well.”



“How long you been married” Cooper asked.



“Just over three years.” He answered “But we’ve been together since High School.”



Cooper knew that wasn’t’ quite true but let it go.



“Hancock or Sparta?” he asked referring to the two area high schools.



“Hancock” He answered.



“Play basket ball?” Cooper asked as Gregg was clearly over six feet tall.



“Yea, point guard, varsity, three years” Gregg said with some pride.



“Our kids go there. Misty’s a senior”



“I know.” Was his unexpected answer.



“You know her?”



“No, not really.” Gregg answered “But you gotta know that she is quite the local celeb on the net.”



“Really? No I didn’t”



Gregg looked flumuxd. “Uh, … I was sure you knew, your wife’s pics are almost as popular.”



Cooper now followed. “Oh, yea, OK, I just didn’t know that anyone but the high school kids knew about those photos.” The he thought then thought aloud “Yea, I guess I did know. My graduate assistants have told me about the giant printouts of Bonnie’s pics being made into MILF posters in the dorms. I guess I should have known that the photos of Misty would be passed around too.”



Gregg looked like he wanted to disappear. “Not that I mind.” He pointed out. “It’s kind of the family business to tear down those kind of walls. It was just took me off guard a little. I’ll tell her you she has more fans in town than she knew.”



“So your cool with that?” the young man inhaled. And he was young. Younger looking than Cooper had expected. Tall and thin with unkempt dirty blond hair.



Cooper took his time to answer. “Those photos on the web were all taken right on public beaches. I was right there for many of them, why I should be upset that people post photos of our family on the web.”



“Cause she’s naked” he said with a ‘like duh’ expression.

“And why should that make me ashamed. She’s a great girl and besides she was born that way.” Cooper was being taken by this guy’s redneck ignorance. This night might be a longer wait than he wanted. He didn’t want to go into all this before Bonnie and the women came out, so he shifted to more common ground: NASCAR. It’s not that Cooper was any expert, but living in Georgia, NASCAR and Bulldogs football were the fallback topics. Though he never watched racing he could carry on a conversation for quite a while with out giving up his true ignorance. And as it turned out he needed all the time. It was forever before the patio door opened. At one point Gregg wanted to go looking for them but Cooper assured him that they would come out when they were ready. That was when Gregg said “I hope they don’t back out, that Ruthie is hot. It will be worth the night to see her tits.”



Cooper didn’t comment but continued on the relative merits of the Charlotte track verses the Daytona track.



When the door did open Cooper could tell something was up. Bonnie was grinning ear to ear. They walked across the patio and Bonne casually laid her on the back side of the hot tub.



The two younger women looked at each other and together opened the robes and dropped them to the ground at their feet.



Both women were red in the face, though with Stephanie that was as much from her ruddy complexion as her blush. They were both pretty. Stephanie with dark auburn hair draping over her shoulders and the browned pink skin was buxom; tall, perhaps 5’ 10 or possibly taller, full bust and hips framing while not a small waist, but a clearly distinct waistline. Looking more closely, and the more he looked the more attractive she was to him, he could see muscular definition in her substantial arms and thighs, so she may be big, but she’s certainly not slack. Her heavy breasts toped with pointing brown disks. Her shoulders back and standing proud in all her glory; a Celtic warrior goddess starring challenge into the eyes of her now very diminutive looking husband.



In contrast, Ruthie was small, with out shoes she barely came to her friends shoulder. Her olive complexion and slim frame heightened by the contrast to Stephanie. And while the larger women posed for her husband and Cooper, Ruthie quickly climbs up the stairs into the covering of the water.



One last thing Cooper couldn’t help but notice that while Ruthie wore a full natural pubic triangle, Stephanie was clean shaven like Bonnie. This fact was not lost on her husband.



“Wow. When did you do that?” Gregg asked his wife staring at her crotch.



Cooper quickly realized that he delay was in waiting for Stephanie’s new trim.



“Just now. I liked the way Bonnie looked and she offered to help me out. What do you think?”



“It’s so fuck’n hot. I’ve always wanted you to do that.”



“Then why didn’t you ask.”



“I don’t know, I just didn’t think you would”



Bonnie cut in “I think that is why we are all here, to talk about things that maybe you should have said a long time ago.” She motioned to Stephanie to climb in to the tub.



Once in the tub between Cooper and Gregg, Bonnie took charge. “I hope you guys have gotten to know each other a little.”



Cooper, not sure where she was going with this agreed.



“Good.” Bonnie went on “Well we girls were getting to know each other better too” She winked at Stephanie and under the water tapped Cooper’s foot. He took that as his cue to add “Did you do more than just save her?”



Bonnie said “Maybe, just a little.”



Cooper could see Gregg’s interest in the corner of his eye. He guessed this was the ice breaker. Cooper teased his wife, “You won’t have taken advantage of being so close to her exposed self to indulge in any untoward activities”

Bonnie pouted “Well, I had to make sure she passed the tongue test before I finished.”



Gregg’s eyes, if possible, went wider. Cooper wasn’t’ sure if Bonnie had really done anything or not but he was sure she was using this to trap Gregg. Moreover, what ever the plan was, it was clear that Stephanie was in on it.



Cooper played along “And did she pass?”



“Well” Bonnie said dramatically “It took several good long tests before I decided she was good enough to come out.”



“Long tests?”



“Yea, I kept getting side tracked. But I did get it done. Didn’t I Steph?”



Eyes went to Stephanie, who due to her height, had the top half of her full breasts on view above the water. Gregg’s eyes never moved above the visible nipples as she said “Oh Yea, you got it done all right. I just hope we didn’t freak out poor Ruthie.”



Ruthie picked up and extended “I’m not as naive as you think, but that last thing you did was new to me.” The three giggled.



Gregg couldn’t stand it anymore “And you didn’t let me watch!”



“Watch what” Bonnie, suddenly very calm.



“Watch you two get it on.”



“Would you like to see her have sex with someone else?”



“With you? Hell yea!”



“What about with Ruthie?”



“Double hell yea!”



“And with Cooper?”



“An orgy? Really, I’m ready” and he stood up to display his full erect penis. “I got enough for all three of you.”



Bonnie reached up and pushed his penis down into the water “OK, we get the point stud. But sit down, it’s time to talk first.”



He was dense but not so much that he didn’t begin to realize he had been set up. His countenance fell quickly and his face reddened.



“Chill for now” Bonnie tried to head off a red neck tantrum “I can assure you that you’ll get laid tonight, but how your act will determine how many times and by how many women.”



His sour face vanished but the red continued.



“We are going to play a game!” Bonnie said cheerfully. I want you to tell of the last really good sex you had.” She paused and looked around “with someone other than your spouse”



She slowly looked around the group and when she got to Gregg she said “Come on, you know full well that Stephanie knows you have done it into more holes than Tiger Wood, when he’s playing golf. So don’t go playing like you don’t know what we are talking about.”



He nodded.



“I’ll go first’ Bonnie offered looking at Gregg, since, I’ve had more women in the last year than you have had in your entire life.” She reached under the water and gave his penis a squeeze then told the group of her trip to Dallas two weeks ago.



When she was finished she looked over at Ruthie “Your turn.”



Cooper knew Bonnie too well to think she had just sprung this on Ruthie, surely they had worked this up in the long time they were inside.



“I’m sorry I don’t have a recent story to tell. I guess I’m too chicken to have any stories with other men since I’ve been married. So you’ll have to go with this one from when I was in college.



“I didn’t have the brains or money enough for Emory, I went to Berry College, which is as far from a party school as they get. But every year a group of us went to Daytona for Spring Break. The first two years I was mostly a bystander but my Junior year I went crazy. I think I was drunk for the entire week and truth be told most of my memories come from photos others took of me or stories my friends told me. What I can tell you is that I was in three wet tee-shirt contests and from the best count my fiends could come up with I had sex with five different guys. All of them multiple times. And came home with not one pair of panties and with a case of the crabs. What a week, too bad that’s about as much as I remember. Oh, I won of the contests because I took off the tee-shirt and everything else. I still have the little trophy, but I told Sonny it was for intramural sports. If I told him about that he’d go off a cliff.”



Bonnie didn’t like the sound of what Ruthie was saying about Sonny. She’d ask about that latter. “When was all that?” Bonnie asked.



“Five years ago next month”



“By my counting, that wasn’t all that long ago.” Bonne assured her.



“It just seems forever ago. I haven’t been with anyone but Sonny in three years and as far as he knows I was a virgin when we started dating. I can safely say, being here in this tub is the wildest thing I’ve done since I met him.”



“Maybe it will get better before the night is out. Cooper?”



Cooper related the night with Maggie , spending a good deal of time explaining how she had been all the teens fantasy girl. But closed by assuring that although that was great, sex with Bonnie was always better.



“Good save hubby.” Bonnie said and kissed him.



“Gregg, your up next.”



As she had planned, after Coopers explicitly detailed account of his time with Maggie, Gregg was quick to start bragging.



“Damn, that was hot. But I got one for you” Gregg began. Cooper glanced at Stephanie, he could tell she was putting on a poker face, but was not sure what lay beneath.



“It was about a year ago. I was in Decatur doing a set up for a new branch of Bank America. It was a three day job, so the company put me up for the night in a motel. Now during the day, I’d met these chicks who were doing something with the accounting system. They weren’t the hottest looking girls, but after the second day my blue balls made them look hot as hell. After we knocked off for the day both girls and I go out for a drink. No sooner had we been in the bar for a couple of rounds than both of them where pawing all over me. I don’t mean just my ass, one grabbed my package right in the bar.”



“With little Gregg ready to go I said it was time to go to one of their places. We get into the blonde’s truck. And as soon as we pull out of the parking lot the brunette had my Johnson out and sucking like there is no tomorrow. Steph, you know how I am after a couple of days, but I did great and didn’t spew until we were pulling up to her trailer, and I didn’t even begin to get soft. I was a champ all night, really the sun was coming up the next morning and we were still going. I did both of them every way that can be done and they were begging for more. It was awesome.”



“Did you tell Stephanie about it when you got home?” Bonnie asked.



“No, she doesn’t like to hear about that. But she knows I do it.” He looked at his wife “Don’t you”



Stephanie nodded in agreement. Cooper couldn’t’ tell what she was thinking.



“What makes you sure she wouldn’t?..” Bonnie asked. “I know it got me horney to hear your tell it.”

He stammered “I, I don’t know, I just figured she wouldn’t want to hear.”



Bonnie looked to Stephanie “Did you think his story was hot?”



Stephine gave a sly grin “Oh yea.”



Bonnie followed up with “What did you tell me you told him the first time he came home and you tasted woman’s pussy on his lips?”



“I told him it turned me on” She said



Bonnie turned back to Gregg “What do you think that meant?”



“I don’t know, I guess she meant to tell me she knew what I was doing. I remember her saying that but I also remember that we couldn’t have sex.”



“What does that have to do with it” Bonnie countered. “She was telling you that it turned her on that you tasted like woman, sometimes when we can’t do a thing we like to hear about it. Did that ever occur to you?”



All Cooper was think was what a stupid redneck he was sitting there with a blank stare.



“Do you remember who you tasted like that day?” She furthered her inquiry.



“Yes.” He said sourly. “It’s not like I have done all that many different women.”



“So, tell us about that day”



“Yea, I do remember. That was after she had James. You gotta believe me that I had only done it once, no twice, with other women before she got put on bed rest with Jimmy. But he idea of her being out of commission for like a year was more than I could take. And I knew when we were apart when she was in college we both did other people and it didn’t seem to bother her. So when Becky came on to me..”





“Becky Galloway!” Stephanie jumped.



“Yea, Becky, and she came on to me like white on rice”



“Who is Becky Galloway?” Bonnie asked.



Stephanie answered softening her tone “Oh, she’s not so bad. Actually she’s a nice girl. She went to high school with us. She was kinda a wallflower, but I knew she always had a thing for Gregg. At least it wasn’t someone like Ashley Wolf.” She looked over at her husband “You haven’t done Ashley have you?”



He just shrugged his shoulders



“Gross, keep your dick away from me if it’s been in her.”



“It was a long time ago,” Gregg defended.



“Back to Becky and that first time Stephanie knew you’d been doing it” Bonnie redirected. “What had happened?”



Gregg took a breath “I had run into her a couple of weeks before at the Kroger. We talked and I told her Steph was having problems with the baby. She asked me to keep in touch so I called her a few days later’



Cooper noted Gregg’s insistence that the other woman had come on to him was falling apart quickly.



“We met for lunch a couple of times, then I got an afternoon off and, well, one thing led to another and that’s why I tasted like her.



“Stephanie” Bonnie asked, is that sufficient, or if you couldn’t participate wouldn’t you like to hear more what really HAPPENED in bed.”



Stephanie leaned forward “I want to hear it all, every juicy detail, just like you used to tell me about you and Emma and Wendy and who ever else.”

“It was a long time ago” He protested.



“Do your best” Bonnie said firmly.



He didn’t look pleased but went on “We went to her house. Its off of Oak street. And we kissed for a while and then she undid my pants and played with me, then went down on me. That first time she wasn’t too good at it, and when I came she didn’t seem to know what to do.”



“That first time? How many times have you been with her?” Bonnie asked trying not to be accusatory.



He stopped talking.



Stephanie stepped in “It’s OK, my guess is he is still seeing her. Am I right”



He nodded



“Now that that’s out, go on.” Stephanie said, but added before he spoke. “You know I will want the three of us to get together sometime, but for now go on about the first time”



“That’s all right with me, but know she’s now engaged to a guy in Macon.”



“And yet you are still fucking her? You never do change do you?” Stephine asked.



“Something like that.”



Bonnie again said “go on”



“After I came, she thought I was done, but I had to tell her that I could keep going. So we went to her bedroom and she got undressed and lay down on her back. I think before that she had never done anything but the missionary position. But I go on her and she was tight, but not so tight to be hard to get in. I did her for a while like that, then I turned her on her stomach and did her standing over the bed, then I went down on her. She came real fast and her thighs like squashed my head. Since she obviously liked it I did her for a long time like that. I guess that’s why I tasted like her. I took a break. I realized it was later that I thought so I finished in doggie and came home. Is that enough detail?”



“Did you, or should I say, do you like the way she tastes down there?” Bonnie asked Gregg



“Actually yes. I think she uses some scented soaps that make her taste like different fruits. Fuck, I can’t believe I’m telling you this.”



Bonnie again interjected “Why is it more difficult telling your wife that you like eating out this woman, whom I assume you love very much, than actually doing it?”



“I don’t know. It’s just weird.”



“How?” Bonnie persisted.



“Well, it’s normal for a guy to get some on the side, but it’s not normal to tell his wife about it”



Now Bonnie was more aggressive “Listen to yourself! You said it’s normal for a married man to fuck other women in secret, to lie as to where you are and what your doing, to exclude her from a large part of your life. BUT, it’s not normal to share the good times as well as the bad as a couple! Now that is fucked up.”



The group sat in silence.



Very formally, Bonnie looked over and said, “Your turn Stephanie.”



In a voice apparently well practiced, she began firmly “There is this doctor at work”



Just as she had the other day Ruthie chimed in “Dr. Wilson? He’s hot.”

She smiled broadly and nodded “For about a month he’s been flirting with me pretty aggressively. And last week he reaches around me, but not quite, and he pushed into my hip. Pushes his big stiff dick into my hip I should say. It was no way an accident and at first I was going to move away, but, like you said he’s hot and like you Gregg, I haven’t been getting much at home. Something inside me just came on, this tingling that I haven’t felt in a long time.”



She looked at her husband, “Its not that I want anyone else. You’re a great husband, but we just don’t do it like we used to and I miss it. Don’t you remember before Jimmy was born, if we didn’t do it twice in a day something was wrong. Now I’m happy if we do it twice in a week.”



Gregg showed agreement.



As she continued, Bonnie moved her hand to Gregg’s penis and gripped it firmly. It was fully erect and so she began to discreetly jack him off as his wife spoke.



“So a couple of weeks ago he rubs his dick on me and I just rubbed my ass and smiled at him. He did this a couple more times over the next few days. I was so turned on all the time by a week ago Wednesday when we slipped into an empty room I was so ready. I attacked him. I stuffed my tongue down his throat while I undid his pants. God he was huge! I couldn’t get my hand all the way around it. I just rubbed it up and down. I didn’t even try to give him a blow job, I’m sure I couldn’t get I in my mouth.



Bonnie could feel Gregg’s hips begin to thrust to her hand. It would not be long now.



He unbuttoned my shirt and lifted by bra over my boobs before sucking each one. He pulled my nipples with his teeth. I love that. I couldn’t take anymore. I pushed my pants and panties off and with skill only a doctor has, fingers my clit until I came hard.



Bonnie was sure Gregg was breathing hard, and it would not take much more.



He helped me on the examining table and spread my legs for him. I took his penis and jammed it into me. I was so full. I thought I might cum right then and there. All I could do is brace myself as he fucked me hard.”



Bonnie felt Gregg began to shake. She felt the ejaculate moving up his penis as she continued to stroke. He let out a strong moan as he climaxed in Bonnie’s hand.



Stephanie stopped speaking as her husband began his orgasm. It was obvious to everyone he had cum. Stephanie smiled the smile of the victor and said, “Gregg, your shooting your load already and I’m not even done telling my story yet”

He just kept going through his orgasm.



Bonnie offered “I guess I helped a little”



Gregg slumped down into the water.



“OK Gregg, if your done for now I’ll go on. It’s good I’m big boned, he would have torn Ruthie here apart. It was amazing. I’d never had one like that in me. I had to work not to scream with my orgasm after orgasm as he fucked me hard and fast. That first time I’m sure we didn’t do it for more than fifteen minutes but, oh what a fifteen minutes it was.”



“It wasn’t until he was cumming in me that it occurred to me I should have used a condom. But I’m not sure they make them that big. But for my first casual sex since I was in college it was amazing. When I finally had the strength to get up, I dribbled semen, which in a hospital is a serious bio-hazard on the floor. Later I called an orderly and told them we had dropped a urine specimen on the floor that needed to be cleaned. I know full well its not the first aftermath of tête-à-tête that the orderlies have cleaned in that hospital.”



Bonnie clinically inquired “And how many times have you done it with him since?”



“Three more times.”



She looked at Gregg. Her hand still holding his penis, which after what Stephanie had said about him was unsurprisingly firm. She knew full well that by gently stroking his penis she was effecting Gregg’s judgment, but she did not trust him to do the right thing otherwise. “So, Gregg, it appears that you liked her tale of doing the doctor at work.”



He just nodded.



“Any feeling other than being turned on about your wife’s having sex with another man?”



He thought for a moment “Is he really that big?”



Stephanie held her hands together to make a circle. “Like this big around and long”



“and you liked it that much?” He voice was now very down beat, and it was hard, even though Bonnie felt him to be a jerk, not to feel sorry for him. Evidently Stephanie did.



“So the only think that bothers you is that you think I liked his big dick that much?” she asked.



“I think so.” He said.



“Then, I guess you have gotten the point, but that story was just that, a story your wife and I made up while we were getting ready.” Bonnie said.



Gregg’s none to quick mind was stugging to catch up. “So, there is no Dr. Wilson or Watson trying to come on to you?”



Stephanie then corrected her story “Oh, you sound disappointed. Yes, he been flirting with me and has pushed up on me like I said and I did egg him on with a smile. But that is as far as it has gone, and that has been months ago not weeks. And I don’t know how big his dick is, but from what I’ve heard from those girls who have found out it is a bit on the big side, but nothing like I described.”



“So you didn’t fuck him?”



“Are you disappointed?”



He didn’t’ speak. She added “the truth.”



“Yea, I guess I thought it was hot. What about you and Bonnie”



“No, we didn’t do anything either”



Bonnie interjected “not that I would take much convincing to do something”



Gregg looked even more abused “You know how I liked you telling me about the guys you were doing in college.”



“And didn’t I like just as much to hear about you and Emma and the others?”



A light came on his dim brain. “I guess, come to think of it, when I did tell you it seemed to get you off. But I thought that was just a passion thing, you know, I thought you got off on it because Emma had been such a bitch to you.”



Stephanie laughed out loud. “Yea, that’s true, I did like fucking you when she thought you were all hers. But, after a while, when we were both seeing other people but at the same time we were a couple that no one knew about, I got off on thinking of you fucking some bimbo who thinks she’s landed you only to find out I had you all the time. I know it’s kinda fucked, but that’s why I haven’t thrown you out on your ass.”



Bonnie continued her moderator role. “So, what is your call Stephanie. Is it all right if he continues to have sex with Becky what’s her name?”



“The sex is not a problem, but I want to be part. Not necessarily as a threesome.” She said before stopping “no, I do want to participate some of the time at lease when our schedules work out.”



“is that OK with you?” Bonnie asked Gregg.



“Hell yea, and I think Becky will get off on it too. She likes you Steph, she always has. It has bothered her that she was the other woman.”



Bonnie continued “And you Gregg. If she decides to do it with this doctor will you be OK with it?”



“Yea sure” came a timid reply.



“I’m not convinced.” Bonnie said “What about you Stephanie?”



”I think part of him would get off on it but it is just so, so un-redneck, to let your wife, as he said, get some on the side.”



There was a moment of dramatic thought, then Bonnie said “All right Gregg, we want to see if you really are up to this. Since your right up front you have had sex many many times since you’ve been married but she has not been with anyone, though she’s had the opportunity and desire, she did not.”



She looked to Stephanie “Tell him what you want him to do, or not to do as the case is.”



Stephanie stood up. “This is your opportunity to show me that sex is just sex and our relationship is more important.” She leaned over the tub looked first at Gregg then turned to Cooper and pressed her lips against his.



Cooper was vaguely suspicions that this was the plan after Bonnie’s little speech. His penis was already half hard when Stephanie reached into the water to grasp it. Placing her knees on the seat on either side of him she towered over him. Her breasts in his face. She lifted them for Cooper and he took the invite to begin to suck on the two pink globes in turn.



Above his head he heard Stephanie’s voice “Gregg, if you don’t’ tell me to stop, I’m going to have sex with Cooper, right here in front of you and Bonnie and Ruthie.”



Cooper held one large breast and sucked at the smallish nipple.



“From what I can feel of him, he is a bit bigger than you. Can you handle me putting his penis inside me? I’m sure I’m going to enjoy it very much.”



Bonnie who still held Gregg’s, now fully erect penis, knew the answer.



“But,” Stephanie continued. I do not want you to have sex with Bonnie or Ruthie “I just want you to watch me. Bonnie offered to do you, but I told her no. If you want to have sex, I want you to get your cell, before we I finish, and call Becky, where I can hear you, and tell her I want to come by and watch you two do it.”



He said nothing.



She had brought Cooper to full attention.



“So, what will it be Gregg?”



He still sat dumbfounded.



She began to bend her knees. “OK, one last chance to object. He’s right at the outside of my pussy.”



Still nothing. She squatted down slowly, guiding Cooper’s penis into her. She was surprisingly small inside for such a big woman. She felt good going down. Her face now was level with his. She stopped her narrative to her husband and spoke to Cooper “Thanks Cooper. And you feel very good.” She rather floated up and down in the her squatting position and said in a louder voice. “real nice” then looked back over to Gregg. “His dick in me is good. Do you enjoy watching”



He said nothing but Bonnie, who’s hand was on the again rigid organ said “His dick says he does.”



“Is she right” Stephanie said. One hand held the side of the tub behind Cooper and the other lifted a breast to his lips again. Again he quickly took the offer and began to suckle.



“Is she” Stephanie said more insistent.



“Yes, she’s right.” Her husband mumbled.

“Good, because I can’t do this position very long, it’s great on my pussy but hell on my legs.”



Bonnie was amused. It seemed to pop the growing tension like a balloon. Even Ruthie, who had become mesmerized at the fact her friend was having sex right in front of her, laughed.



“Try the other way around, it works good in the tub” Bonnie offered and Stephanie did. Stephanie stood, reversed herself and sat down onto Cooper’s lap, He guided his penis back into her.



“Yes much better.” She said.



She was still so much bigger than Bonnie, sitting like this all he saw was her back. He did reach around and cup her breasts as she rocked back and forth. He tried to move one hand down to her newly shaved pubis but it was just too far to reach. She must have realized this and put one hand down into her own lap as she rocked on Cooper.



The red head looked at her husband and narrated “He’s all the way in me, and it feels so good. And he’s playing with my tits too……. I like watching you while I have sex Gregg. When I was in college I used to imagine you were in the room while I fucked other guys. ……. Imagined you jacking off while I did it…….. are you jacking off?”



Bonnie cut in “I’m doing it for him”



“OK” She said “Sit up on the side of the tub, I want to watch her give you a hand job.”



He did so. She sped up her own rhythm with her hips and hand. Soon Cooper felt her PC muscles squeeze as she climaxed. She shuddered but didn’t slow down until a second round of orgasm seized her. She had not even finished her second climax when the penis in Bonnie’s hand spewed semen.



“Oh that was so good. I can’t take that anymore” she gasped. More falling forward than anything she was up on her feet, leaned against the far side of the tub. Cooper didn’t have to wait for an invite, he stood and moved up behind her. Her ass was full but not soft. Very inviting but altogether too high for him.

“You’ll have to move your feet apart” he said over her shoulder.



He looked down as Bonnie pulled Gregg around the tub to give his wife’s feet more space to move side to side. She also know this put Gregg just behind his wife’s thigh. He would have a close up view of Copper penetrating her.



And do he did, with the target more accessible, Cooper didn’t waist time before pressing his penis all the way into her. Dispite what she had told her husband, the previous two positions only Cooper’s penis halfway in or a bit better, when he pushed it home, it was her first feel of all of him. She let out a “God, fuck that’s’ deep”



Cooper withdrew partly “Too deep?”



“Hell no. Give me all you got.” Came her command.



Bonnie had always liked watching Cooper’s ass as he fucked. She liked watching him in their mirror fuck her and in a different way liked watching him do other women. Especially she liked it up close like this so she could put her hand on his ass and feel him pump. Which she did.



Copper watched the broad hips below him and his penis plunging in time and time again. He tried to hammer hard, but he water was just too much in the way. And with each thrust a water spout would form between her buns and shoot upward. He looked to his right. Gregg was intently watching his wife taking his thrusts and holding Bonnie’s hand still slowly jacking him off as well.



After a while, the water resistance was just too much for Cooper to keep up his pace.



“If you don’t mind, can we move.”



“Sure” she stood up her face flushed, but clearly enjoying herself.



Cooper, needed a breather. When she sat on the side of the tub he sat in front of her and caressed her labia with is fingers for a while before moving his face down to follow with his tongue.



In this position, she was facing directly toward her husband and alternately told Cooper what to do with is mouth, “down a little”, “just like that” “ now put in two fingers ”, “now lick my clit. To the narrative listened her husband, Bonnie and the now shell shocked looking Ruthie. “I love the feeling of his lips on my bare pussy Gregg, I think you’ll like eating me this way too”, “I prefer two fingers in me like this, what about you?” “Ohh, yea, he’s sucking my clit. My favorite.”, “Gregg does Becky shave herself smooth?” and “”Bonnie, he’s so good at this. Did you teach him that.”



Once he was ready to go again, Cooper sat up and led Stephanie out of the tub, down the steps and leaned her against the tub’s wooden exterior wall. Bonnie, feeling pretty good about the whole thing led Gregg to move till he was sitting directly above his wife’s shoulders and rested on hand on the back of Stephanie’s head. This time Cooper was able to get the traction and soon the “slap, slap, slap” of his hips on hers filled the air. He was driving the air out of her lungs with each hammer blow, but he could only keep this up so long, but he would keep it up as long as he could. Always he felt the need to be as virile as the younger men.



Bonnie, he could see had given in and gone down on Gregg. Cooper could tell she was able to take his penis with ease. Even from his vantage point Cooper could see the younger man was considerably smaller than him. Bonnie had on several occasions commented that for fucking this size penis took a man of real skill to be a first class fuck, but he knew this was her favorite size to give blowjobs because she could easily take it all without gagging.



Cooper directed Stephanie to look up, where she saw Bonnie sucking off Gregg. Even the surprised Ruthie, had slid over to the side of the tub so she lay her hand on her friends on the side of the tub as Cooper worked on Stephanie.



Looking down Cooper could see the impact on Stephanie’s body each stroke brought. A shock wave began on each cheek, they flow up and out along her hips and up to here the flesh of her found buttocks met the firmness of her back. She was a very pretty woman, but at her height and size she there was just a lot of her. He looked up at Bonnie working Gregg’s shaft. Then and Gregg, who was clearly focused on the shock waves he was sending along his wife’s buttocks.



With the spotlight lighting the outside of the hot tub he and Stephanie cast a nearly perfect silhouette to his right. Her full bust swinging back to her hips with each crash into her and as he pulled back he watched the shadow breasts swing forward before jerking her hips back causing theme to deform to the front just before the next cycle. He moved slightly to his right and lengthened his stroke so the silhouetted image showed, for a split second, her round ass joined to his pelvis by a perfect rectangle representing his penis. He found it interesting enough to interject “Bonnie, take a look at the shadow”



Whereupon Bonnie looked up from Greggs lap and watched for a moment as the shadows did a pantomime on the ground.



“That’s too cool” she agreed.



Ruthie watched, pulled herself up to the side of the tub and watched as well. Evidently all this made her simple nudity seem less shocking.



Not sure where this dick has been Bonnie was wary of swallowing Gregg’s semen, she sucked him till he was fully hard then took him back out of her mouth and resumed jacking him off.



Cooper, before his heart gave out, decided he’d best let the orgasm flow up. He gripped the firm wide hips and pressed home. He sank into the soft flesh until his pelvic bone seemed to touch her hip bones. He was sure he could feel her lips spreading flat on his skin as he pressed as deep as was humanly possible before holding. His effort brought a gasp from deep in Stephanie’s being. He was sure no one had been so deep in her in a very long time. There was a pause as the orgasm welled up the muscles in his legs seemed to go weak with the first wave of pleasure. He felt the first of three full streams of ejaculate rise up and filled his penis. It rushed down the shaft before it jetted deep into her womb as his penis was not in its usual latex sheath. He relaxed his grip before bearing down for a second, then a third, then a small fourth effort to fill her as full as possible.



A third, less copious stream emerged from Gregg’s penis that more or less just dribbled down Bonnie’s hand and onto the side of the hot tub.



Though he had to struggle to keep from falling, and he could feel Stephanie’s legs sagging as were his, Cooper, once her regained the use of his hips and legs, resumed his pummeling of her. He lacked the urgency he had moments before, but with firmness not yet gone from his tool, he made several dozen good thrusts, to her most obvious pleasure, until he was spent and his soft penis and a a few white drops fell out of Stephanie’s now bright pink sex.



While she had been working Gregg, Bonnie wasn’t sure, but she thought she caught the very timid Ruthie working her own arousal with a hand moving in her lap. Meanwhile Gregg had come on cue, a third time just as Cooper filled his wife but not before he stayed hard from the first Bonnie touched him, and even still he only went half-soft. He might be a redneck jerk, but Stephanie wasn’t kidding, he had staying power.



Stephanie turned and kissed Cooper hard. It was strange to Cooper that she and he were exactly the same height. She released her kiss and pulled him into as close hug, as much for mutual balance as any thing. In his ear she whispered, “Thanks that was amazing. I will want you to do that again.”



Still weak kneed both Stephanie and Cooper, climbed in and fell back into the water.



All five sat quietly. Bonnie smeared Greggs semen slowly into her skin. Making sure everyone watched her deliberate motions. With other friends she would have made a show of tasting the cum, but again she didn’t know where his dick had been. They had taken enough risk for Cooper not to use a condom, no sense pushing it further.



Bonnie again got things going by moving next to Stephanie, pulling her tight and asking “How was it?”



“Good. Real good. Thanks for the use of your man.”



“What are friends for?” Bonnie said and gave her a kiss full on the lips, which Stephanie returned.



Bonnie looked over to Ruthie “I hope this wasn’t too much for you.”



Ruthie’s eyes still big. “I must admit, it is a bit much to take in. I knew you guys did this kind of thing, but to actually see you sit there smiling as your husband does that to another woman. I’m not sure I could.”



“You don’t have to. That is the whole point. You should be free to do what make you happy. If that is monogamy, great, I’ll support you whole hog. But in what seems to be their case” indicating to Gregg and Stephanie, “it wasn’t’ working, so Cooper and I were just offering another working alternative. If that doesn’t work, then they should try something else. But please don’t presume that I think you should participate, just be supportive of your friend as she works out what works for her.”



“Yea, I know, I will be” Ruthie said.



Then Bonnie looked askance at her and said “Besides, I’m pretty sure that got your motor running too. You were not a coy as you thought.” Then smiled a toothy grin.



Ruthie turned red, Stephanie turned to her “Did we get you off?”



And the tub filled with laughter.



It was a good night.





After church Sunday Ruthie caught Bonnie and Cooper by their car and quietly said. “Thanks for the having us over Friday night, it was quite the experience.”



“I hope a good, or at least enlightening experience” Bonnie replied.



“Yes, I think it was both, especially for Stephanie and Gregg.”



“Then the night was a success. Yes?”



“Yes, it was. I just wanted to say thanks for taking a whole evening out for me and my friend”



“I was glad to help. Tell her we will be opening the pool in about six weeks, I’ll tell you when the big pool opening party is.”



“OK, thanks.” And Ruthie blended back into the after church crowd.



It had been worth it, Cooper thought. Word seems to be getting around but what would be the backlash. He had no doubt it would come sooner- or-later. He hoped later.