This is a story of a husband encouraging his with to enjoy herself. Stop reading if that bothers you.
"I'm sorry but this is stupid of me...us. Too frustrating. I'm going back to my room," David said softly as he stood to go.
"What? I thought we were having a good time, you know, joking around," Marcia said as she rose from her seat, "Did I say something wrong?"
David, Marcia, Jerald, Vic, and Bill had teamed up since 2021. They were formed in response to Dynamic Consolidated constantly coming up with innovations before their company, Imaginative Aggregations was able to. Their mission was to attend trade shows, conferences, and technical events related or unrelated to their core businesses. If something caught their eyes or piqued their interest, they were to delve into whatever it was and write up their findings.
In the three-plus years since they went out on scouting forays, IA had expanded its market share by 34%. These five were the brightest minds coming from five diverse company areas. Marcia Darwin came from Operations, David from Engineering, Vic from Product Development, Jerald from Sales, and Bill from Financial Services. They soon also became best of friends. Their families got together regularly when they weren't on the road.
Marcia was blessed with a swift mind and unparalleled troubleshooting acumen. Though she was just 33, she was unanimously voted the team's leader. She also was stunning. Lustrous dark brown hair, golden eyes, and a figure that had prompted over a dozen proposals for modeling and erotic videos. She wasn't interested as she had a husband who loved her and whom she loved. No kids as neither wanted any.
David was the more fit of the four men, standing a full 6' 2". He worked out regularly at home and on the road. He was often late for their dinners as he would hit the workout centers at the hotels. He was 42 with a wife and two preteen kids, a boy and a girl.
Bill was the sole single member of the group, though he was engaged to a model he met in Atlantic City on one of their trips there. The youngest at 28, he had a reputation for meeting and spending time with myriad gorgeous women, but after meeting Lexi he curbed those urges.
Both Vic and Jerald were the elders of the group. Both were 52 though Vic was a few weeks older which was brought up as a reminder whenever there were disagreements. Both were happily married, and neither had ever strayed from their vows. Jerald might have been younger but he still had all his hair, whereas Vic shaved his head as his forehead became a fivehead...then a sixhead.
The group had been on the road a good 30% of every year, getting more frequent as the company's businesses grew. As far as they knew, their spouses expressed no jealousy or suspicion and they'd done nothing to cause either. They did like to joke around and often Marcia was the butt of the jokes. Nothing mean but often sexual. Comments like, 'Perhaps we could get a round of drinks if you had a nice chat with the bartender,' or 'We'd get into the club quicker if you lost the bra and the top two buttons on your blouse.'
It got to the point where as they dispersed for the night to head back to their rooms, they'd make comments like, "I'll be thinking of you tonight."
Marcia no longer blushed at the inferences that they'd be thinking of her as they jerked off. A couple of times...usually whenever she exceeded her two-drink limit, she'd smile and respond, "I'll have four studs to think about."
As the five colleagues stood, Marcia asked again, "Are you OK? I mean Vic was just kidding about me seducing Rodgers over at Alliance," she asked David.
They were trying to see how they could get access to the newest EV Motorcycle plant outside of Vegas to see the rumored prototype of a touring bike with a 240-mile range. The head designer had been overtly glancing at Marcia's breasts as he told them as much as he was allowed, which was nothing that they hadn't read in the press release.
David shook his head, "No. Never mind. I just need sleep," he said.
Bill laughed, "You need to get to bed but not to sleep."
David shook his head, "That. That's what's frustrating." He looked around the hotel bar to see if anyone could hear, "We do this every night, every trip. We flirt with," he nodded at Marcia, "who flirts back. None of us would ever in a million years cheat on our spouses so we joke about it, we know all five of us will go back to our rooms and jerk off, and we guys will be thinking about Marcia...naked, on her bed jerking off and I assume thinking of one or all of us. Sorry. I'm rambling and I am tired," he said.
Marcia shook her head, "Nope. I don't jerk off. Never have," she said, "I 'rub one out,'" she said, "Though I do think about you four lying naked in bed, cocks in hand," she said softly. She felt her nipples harden instantly as she made that confession. "Damn! I should not have had that third margarita."
"I've always been curious how women masturbate...do you use a dildo?" David asked.
Marcia blushed. She did have a dildo and periodically used it but mostly just rubbed herself. "Um," she blushed, "Sometimes. Not usually."
Vic smiled, "Finger yourself, is that it?"
"Could we change the subject?" the blonde asked.
David sat back down, "No. Let's not. Remember when you said nothing would ever be off the board and any and all ideas would be explored? I never thought there'd be a topic that would draw me back in but I need to know. You rub one out...do you rub your clit?"
Marcia looked around and 8 unblinking eyes looked at her, "OK. Not at first, no. I rub around my clit and finger myself. When I get aroused, then I rub my clit. Happy?"
"Better. This is something worth talking about. I'll have an image of you doing that in my head tonight. Thanks," David said. "I'd like to know...positions? Last night I jerked off with an image of you on the bed with your ass in the air as you rubbed your wet pussy."
