A New Life Ch 03 12

I stopped, just observing Stephanie from a distance, once I finally found her. She wasn't quite where she'd told me she'd be -- but it was close. Standing against the railing on the starboard side, the wind from the moving ship was blowing her hair back over her shoulders as she observed the passing shoreline. The view hadn't changed much in several hours; the evergreen forest of Canada (or was it now Alaska?) pushed right to the edge of the sea, or at least the edge of the most recent cliff we were going by.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" I whispered as I walked up behind her and slipped my arms around her.

"Hmmm," she answered, leaning back into me with a shiver, her hand coming over to rest on my arm. "I'm glad we didn't drive. Anchorage is a long way from Seattle, isn't it?"

"It's further from Seattle to Anchorage than it is from Los Angeles to Chicago."

"Wow. I had no idea it was that far." Her body shivered again. "Are you warm enough?"

"I am," I answered, nuzzling the side of her face, "you're not?"

"I should have gone down earlier. Will you wait here while I go get a sweater? I'll be right back."

"I'll come with you."

"No, wait here, I'll be back in a couple of minutes."

I didn't quite understand why she wanted me to stay, but this late in the evening, the direct sun gone, it had gotten chilly fast. I had surmised when I'd been looking and unable to find her, that she'd gone to get a sweater or jacket, but she was just on a deck higher than where I'd been looking. This late in the fall it had seemed warm during the day in the sunlight, but only relatively so, and now in the approaching darkness, there was very little heat left in the air. In these waters, it never really got "hot."

The waters of the Inland Passage were absolutely reflection still except for the wake of our ship when I glanced backward to observe our passage. Most of my vision was concentrated toward the open water ahead, or the shoreline drifting by. The trees and cliffs at the water's edge were perfectly reflected so that in poor light it would be hard to tell the end of reality and the beginning of reflection. Earlier in the evening there had occasionally been other boats, but now it was just us on our ocean-going behemoth of a cruise ship. Occasionally we'd see wildlife on the shoreline; just about dinner time the sight of a Grizzly Bear on shore had resulted in a throng of people against the railing. Now the throng had all gone back inside for warmth and the evening's entertainment, just a few hardy souls left along the railings. I think tonight was supposed to be a comedian entertainer -- but I really didn't care.

"Where are we?" Stephanie asked as she stepped back up to me, lifting my arm and sliding in underneath.

"I don't know, but we're supposed to be in Juneau when we get up in the morning. Southern Alaska? I really haven't looked at a map recently." I slid her in front of me, and wrapped my arms around her again, just where she had been before she walked away to get her sweater. I immediately realized that although she'd put on a sweater, her shirt and bra had disappeared.

"Oh!" I whispered, my hands filling themselves with her breasts. "Wasn't I going to pull you close and warm you up?"

"I think you were," she breathed, "and now you can warm me up properly."

"Am I detecting that my sexy wife wants to play? I asked, realizing her afternoon shorts had changed to a skirt along with the form-fitting sweater as my fingers pinched down on both of her nipples.

"Exactly why I took my panties off," she whispered, spinning in my arms and putting her arms around my neck, her lips locking onto mine. "If you take me up to the upper deck, there's a place I found with no cameras, and this time of the evening, there's nobody there," she teased pulling back from the kiss and stepping out of my arms. Her hand slithered down my arm, our fingers intertwining, and I realized she may have asked for me to take her to the upper deck, but I was following her -- she was taking me.

She was right, I couldn't see any cameras on the deck itself, although one camera I noticed as we stepped over the "deck closed" sign and climbed the stairs probably recorded our transgression. But she was also right, there was nobody there, and in just moments she'd opened my fly, fished out Mister Happy (as Alice had called him in Maui,) pushed me down onto my back, and climbed on. I hadn't needed to do any foreplay other than fondling her nipples on the deck below -- she was already wet and ready as she slipped my cock inside.

I slipped my hands under the edge of Stephanie's sweater and onto her bare breasts before pushing it further up. Lifting my head, I fed her erect nipples to my mouth, sucking and nibbling; my hands, then freed, slipping in under her skirt and gripping her bare ass as she rose and fell on my cock until she convulsed in orgasm. "Oh My God, you always do me so good... So good..." she whispered.

"Uh... Excuse me, Folks," an unexpected male voice came from the stairs behind her. I dropped her skirt back down over her naked ass, my eyes going wide as I looked into her face. "This area is closed for the night. I'm going to have to ask you to come down." Her sweater naturally fell as I pulled my mouth and face away, her hands rose and smoothed it immediately after.

Looking around Stephanie's body I saw one of the uniformed crew standing at the top of the stairs, pointedly not looking directly at us, thereby letting me know he

had

looked at us before he said anything, probably seeing my wife's naked ass or my cock slipping in and out of her before he'd said anything. "OK. I thought you might have seen us come up here on the camera. We'll be down in a minute."

"I'll wait for you at the bottom." He turned and stepped down and out of sight, obviously being discrete about looking directly at us -- all the more reason for me to be sure that he'd seen my wife's naked ass with my hands on it when he'd come looking for us. Stephanie happily giggled, completely unabashed at having been seen fucking, and rose off me and in seconds I had myself back in my pants and zipped up. Moments later as we exited the stairs, we just received a nod of acknowledgement from the crew member who then turned and walked away.

"I don't think we're the only people who have ever visited that deck after hours," I said to Stephanie as we headed inside, the warmth of the interior quite welcome after the chill of the evening outdoors. She giggled and pulled my arm closer as we headed to our cabin.

"If you were so gung-ho on being seen," I asked twenty minutes later after our top-deck fuck was completed in the privacy of our cabin although she was still sitting on me, "why didn't you just get naked? You were practically there anyway," I said, running my hands across the bare bottom of my now-naked wife.

"I just wanted to be seen, not booted off the boat," she laughed, wiggling her hips and pussy against my rapidly shrinking cock, my semen and her juices lubricating our combined sexes.

"You really like that, don't you? Someone seeing you fuck and suck me?" She cooed in response, wiggling her crotch against me. "You never did tell me," I changed the subject, asking the question that she'd avoided to this point. "Who's a bigger cock tease, Jessie, or her brother Jerry?"

"Don't you mean Jessie... or me?" She answered after a moment, reaching down and gripping my hands to lift them to her breasts. "Wouldn't Jerry be a

pussy teaser

?"

"So? They're both teasing hotties, aren't they?"

"Hmm," she hummed, "cute kids."

"No, they're not kids anymore. She certainly knew what to do to tease me." Stephanie didn't say anything for a moment. "Tell me again, how did it happen?" She knew I was talking about her and Jerry teasing each other, masturbating for each other.

"We were just lying there, watching the movie, and for some reason, I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I would guess I saw some movement from him; I don't know. But when I looked over, he was there in the shadow of the hallway. He had his cock in hand, and I realized he was looking at me and masturbating."

"And you have discovered you like to be looked at," I interjected.

"I can't help it if it turns me on," she answered.

"I have noticed," I wryly responded, raising my head to suckle her nipple momentarily. "When did he know you'd seen him?"

"I don't know for sure, but he knew when I raised my leg so he could see my pussy. He started stroking it harder when I began to finger myself."

"I felt you getting hotter. I thought maybe you'd suck me like Alice was sucking Ted. They were watching us; I think Alice likes showing off too."

"I never even saw them. Once I saw Jerry, I completely forgot about the movie and the rest of you even being there."

"But he wanted you to see him?"

"I'm not sure if he did at first, he was far enough down the hall that he was almost just a dark shadow. But I could see he had his cock in hand and was looking at me. And then when I touched myself, he stepped closer to the living room, into more light and I'm sure it was to make sure I could see him. You would have seen him if you'd looked."

"I was a bit distracted watching Alice's blow job on her husband."

"Was it as hot as it would have been watching your wife masturbate for Alice's teenage son?"

"I'm not sure, I didn't see that," I laughed. Neither of us said anything for a moment, our arousal gradually dissipating. "Funny, I was lying right there too, and I knew you were touching yourself, but you do that sometimes. It never occurred to me to look at the hallway. What do you suppose Ted or Alice would have said if they'd seen him?"

"You know, I'm not sure. I know my Mom would have flipped out if she'd ever caught me with my vibrator, but they sure seem to have a much more open relationship with their kids. I kinda think they wouldn't have said anything. They've said they encourage their kids to masturbate, or at least to recognize it's natural, and they said they've seen both of them doing it before, and from what the kids said, the two of them have seen each other do it, too. I just don't know about purposely doing it in front of others."

"Do you think that Jessie has watched Jerry masturbate? Or him watch her?"

"I think they have. I know I watched my brother and his friend when I was younger. I don't think Jessie was teasing when she asked if she could watch."

~~~

The rumble of the engines suddenly going quiet awoke me and I realized that I'd felt the gradual cessation of movement from the ship without putting any thoughts about what that meant. I quietly lifted the blanket and slipped out from underneath, stepping to the sliding window, and peering behind the curtains to the harbor beyond. "Open the curtains," Stephanie quietly said, "I want to see too." I did so without responding, and her "Juneau?" question, a moment later, confirmed what I knew was where we were supposed to be this morning. It was still at least an hour before sunup.

"Pretty sure," I answered, stepping back over to the bed, and slipping back under the covers. "Good Morning, Beautiful," I whispered, bending over to give her a kiss. She barely responded, but from her face turning, I realized that I had morning mouth, and should have gone in and brushed my teeth before I curled her hair with my breath. "I'll go brush my teeth," I said rolling back away from her and heading to the toilet. Five minutes later I returned, finding Stephanie lying on her back, holding and looking at her cell phone. "I take it we have cell service?" We'd had our phones off since leaving Seattle -- although there was "cell service" available for a hefty fee on the boat, we really had no need to use it. We weren't expecting any calls or messages of any importance, so had told people we'd just be out of touch for two weeks and not to worry about us.

"Listen to this," she said and pressed the speaker button.

Hello Stephanie and Paul, this is Carol, the realtor friend of Alice and Ted. They gave me your contact information

.

I've just received word that a long-time resident is moving because of family and putting their place up for sale. I know you'd indicated you might be interested in moving here, and when they listed their home, you immediately came to mind. I so enjoyed meeting you and think that you two would be perfect for our community. Just to let you know, there are some others who are interested in moving here, but I moved you to the top of the list, giving you first shot before I let others know it's available. If you're interested, give me a call. If I haven't heard from you by Wednesday, I'll be putting the word out to others who are interested. Just for your information, the place becoming available is next door to Ted and Alice. The owners have lived there for about 30 years now, almost since the beginning, so the place is a bit dated and you will probably want to do some remodeling or upgrading but, if you needed, you could move in as soon as they move out. I told Alice I think it's a perfect location for your friends and in her mind, you've already moved in!"

She laughed on the message before continuing. "

Like I said, If you're interested, let me know. And of course, as you know, you have to be approved by the community before you can buy in -- although with you that should be a shoo-in. I've talked to many people that you met while you were visiting, and you've made nothing but a good impression on anyone that I've talked to, many of them asking when you were going to move in. Anyway, give me a call ASAP".

I glanced down at the phone, seeing that it was now Tuesday. Although we'd talked about moving to their community, with the lack of available homes and the need for us to decide on a home base beginning to become necessary -- other than indicating we'd both thought it would be a perfect place, it hadn't appeared the moon and stars would align. Now suddenly the gravitational pull to us moving into their community seemed insurmountable. "What do you think," Stephanie asked, looking at me with a smirk on her face. "Shall we call her right now?"

I glanced at my phone, double-checking the time. "It's 10 minutes to 5 in the morning," I laughed. "A bit eager, are we?"

"Just think," she giggled, raising both arms above her head and stretching, her breasts popped out from under the sheet, "We might never have to put on clothes again."

I climbed back onto the bed, straddling her lower body, and pinned her beneath the covers. She giggled as I bent down and licked first one and then her other nipple. "My God I love your titties," I said, completely ignoring her comment.

"I know you do, and if we move there, you'll never have to ask to see them again," she giggled.

"Do you suppose Jerry will like that? Having his fantasy MILF living next door? Or maybe Ted and Alice will get to see us fucking again? You seem to like that showing off, don't you? Will you now have two you want to watch?"

I saw the response in her eyes and knew I'd hit a fantasy. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I teased before I raised off the covers and proceeded to allow her to love on me just as I was on her.

It was just a few hours later when we stopped on a park bench and called Carol back, committing ourselves to moving to a new home, a new life, and a nude life.

~~~

Getting used to living almost totally nude wasn't hard, I suspect no harder than a duck learning to swim. We'd previously seen the home that had become available, from the outside, as it was adjacent to Ted and Alice's. We liked the location and the community and with Ted and Alice's assurance that it was all it was supposed to be, we had no problem signing a purchase agreement, essentially sight unseen. The value of the home was much less than what we'd left -- economically it was a no-brainer. We had a remodeling/update negotiated through a Carol-recommended and Ted and Alice-approved contractor, and when we arrived weeks later, it was like moving into a brand-new home.

Like that duck taking to water, Stephanie took to joining Alice and Carol every morning for their walk and gym session. Ted, with his work, didn't get to go to the gym every morning, but that didn't stop me from doing that. Within weeks of having moved into the community, I found myself having lost several pounds, as well as feeling stronger and better than I had in years.

I sensed something when Stephanie came home. It was a normal day; they'd walked and gone to the gym, and when she came in, I could tell she almost said something, but didn't. I didn't press as to what she was thinking but when I made us sandwiches for lunch, she brought up what had been on her mind.

"Do you remember Alice talking about how when Jess and Jerry reached puberty, they had a sex-education seminar, led by the doctor, that taught them about sex and how it would affect them in the future?"

"Yeah, I do," I answered, reaching for my glass of beer. "What about it?"

"Did you ever wonder what exactly they did to

teach

them?"

"Not really. She said that the doctors led the kids in some kind of sex education session? Probably something similar to what we had for sex ed way back when?"

"It's not just the doctors and kids though. Alice says it's mothers and daughters, fathers and sons, and sometimes close friends."

"Yeah? So?"

"Carol's daughter, Julie, got her first period, and they're planning a "Puberty Party" for her. Alice asked if I'd like to participate."

"That sounds kind of strange," I said aloud, "So what, are they all going to sit in on the doctor's sex education seminar?"

"Sort of. Alice said Carol and Julie would start at the doctor's office. The doctor will give Julie her first gynecological exam right after she does the same for Carol so Julie can see what is happening first. She'll talk technically about sexual health and what that means: mammograms and pap smears and the like. And then later that evening, we'll all get together at Carol's home and Doctor Gina will give what Alice said will be a most comprehensive, no-holds-barred, sex education class. She'll talk about breast cancer and cervical cancer, yeast infections and female problems and how we all have them, and how to prevent them. No euphemisms, no hiding -- anything that Julie or anyone else wants to talk about is fair game. Intercourse... oral sex, blow jobs, cunnilingus, anal sex, fingering... masturbation... she said she'd talk about everything."

I shrugged my shoulders and nodded my head. "Sounds a whole lot more beneficial than the 'hint-at-things' sex ed classes I got years ago that didn't really talk about anything and left me wondering what it was all about." Stephanie nodded her head and I realized there was something else. "Is there something else?"

Her lip went between her teeth and her head nodded. "She said if I wanted to join them, I should plan on bringing my favorite toy or toys... and we would all show them to Julie."

"Your

what

?" I said, thinking I'd misheard her. "Your sex toys?" I know my eyes had grown wide. "To... demonstrate them?"

"I don't think to

demonstrate

, just to show her what we all use and tell her how we like to play with ourselves. She said the point is to let Julie know how

all

adults masturbate, how everyone masturbates, that it's good and natural, and encourage Julie to discover what works for herself. She said Carol has gotten Julie a present, her first vibrator, and by letting her see everyone else's toys, she could then think about what else she'd like to try."

"Oh my," I said, the thoughts running through my head of everything Ted and Alice had said about their kids and "teaching" them about sex. It took a few seconds before I asked, "And she did this with Jessie? Alice gave Jessie a vibrator?" Stephanie nodded her head.