Barstow - Ladies Night

It's the last Wednesday of the month. October, to be specific, but that's not important. What

is

important is last Wednesdays are "ladies night" in the Albertson-Foster household. These girls-only swinger parties were inspired several months ago by Janice Nichols. She was introduced to "the dark side" of lesbianism in a bisexual context by Emily and Cyan during a debauched night of randy pick-up sex at the big hotel.

Cyan is on the phone with Claire.

"You on for tonight?" Cy asks.

"I am, but could you or Steve please talk to Tom to reassure him that it's a pussy party?"

"Sure. I'm guessing he's still under the impression any evening activity without him is you taking back up with Chet."

"Yeah. Especially if it turns into an overnighter."

"Gawd. For as much as Tom fucks around on his own, he sure is keeping you on a short leash."

"Oh, Cy. I don't blame 'im, really. With the exception of Emily, he doesn't get attached to his side women, and I know about them, even share our bed with 'em sometimes. My sneaking around with Chet pressed his 'insecure' buttons pretty hard."

"That it did. Anyway, yeah, pack for an overnight just in case."

"Why's that? You have something special lined-up?"

"Yep."

"Anything I should know about, or are you keeping it a surprise?"

"A surprise. It's tonight's theme. A special game."

"Does it involve a guy?"

"Maybe."

"Steve know about it?"

"He arranged it."

Claire chuckles, "You guys. Really. Usual time?"

"Uh huh."

"Who's gonna make it?"

"So far I have confirmations from all the poly girls."

"Even Sarah?"

"Yeah! She's leaving early this afternoon and taking tomorrow off just for it."

"Wow. Who else?"

"Jennifer. And Janice, of course."

"Steve's going to be there as usual, right?"

"As bartender and doorman. And Jackson is playing sommelier."

"Anybody else? No Sandy?"

"No. She's gotta work. Hmm. Checking the list. Okay. Jean's a tentative 'yes', Denise, 'yes'. Oh. Here's one we don't see often! Zoë! Still looking... looking... nope, that's it."

"Cy?" Claire muses. "That's quite a crowd."

"Most we've ever had. Let's see... one... two..., eleven, counting us."

"Hope we don't overflow the hot tub!"

Cyan chuckles, "Technically possible, but you know we also like playing in the showers, too. Toys are fun in the wet, but you know how Steve is about toys in the big tub."

"Well I don't gripe too much about it. That's his trying to keep us safe. The tub disinfectant does weird things to the plastic, anyway."

"It does."

Claire offers, "I gotta run to the store. You guys need anything from Friar Tuck's?"

"I don't think so. Steve left for Tuck's two hours ago and is probably on his way back. I had him run by the party store for decorations. He's also stopping at Sinful for tub lube and a vibrator to replace the one that shorted out."

"And to fuck Patricia."

"Oh, no doubt!"

Claire laughs, "See you around eight!"

"Bye, Claire. Be prepared for some naughty fun!"

"Oh, yeah..." Claire is laughing as she hangs-up the phone.

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Steve pokes his head into the kitchen from the garage access. "Honey! I'm home! Please corral the dogs if you would."

"

Pix! Sky! Solomon! Dog bed! Dammit Sky! Sky! Find your box!

" There seems to be a little bit of a scuffle around the office door. After about a minute of this, "Okay, Steven. All clear."

"Thanks. Could use a hand. Watch out. A couple of those bags are heavy. I think you know which ones go in the bar fridge."

"I do. How was Patricia?"

"Doing better. At least less crying this time."

"After her orgasm?"

"Yeah. Really tough toeing the line with her. She needs the guidance and sure as heck needs the release, but I'm afraid I'm sensing transference."

"Ohgawd. You don't need

another one

falling in love with you."

"I don't. I asked her if she's been dating anybody and she hemmed and hawed. Not good."

"Keep working on 'er, Steve. She'll get her confidence back. She's cute, and a lot of guys come into the shop."

"Yeah, but filtering the sleazebags out is more than she can handle right now. I told her she needs to make friends with an understanding couple. Not so much to do

him

, but maybe to be introduced to a sympathetic single."

"Oh, those are rare. You of all people should know that."

"Uh huh. You need help with these decorations? Where do you want the Sharpies? I bought the 24 color set just in case. I got the separate letters for the banner like you had on the list, but what do they spell?"

"You'll see when we put 'em up."

"Okay," he chuckles. "A surprise for our surprise. I'm game."

"You'd better be. Did you cum with Patricia?"

"No. The ring."

"Good. You and me in the tub after you get back from the kennel, okay?"

"And have sexual relations

with my wife?

What would our friends think? What would

our pastor

think?"

"You're being silly, Steven. We'll have a rare quiet moment with just us."

"That works for me. Let me gather the dogs to run that errand. I'll be back like quick.

Ohgawd.

"

Cyan just wriggled out of her housecoat to display herself to him. Even after over twenty years together, her incredible beauty

still

takes his breath away. He pauses to admire, gives her a lover's kiss, then turns his attention to the office and their pack of Dalmatians.

It took Cyan just a few minutes to deal with the groceries and beverages. She steps through the patio door, turns on the tub jets, and lowers herself into a lounging position in the tub to relax in anticipation of Steve's return.

Cyan is slightly surprised in seeing Steve stepping onto the patio, having not heard the garage door open and close. His erection is only at half mast, that is, until he sees Cyan waiting to accept him. He also settles into the tub, and stretches out to press his body against her side.

"Dogs do okay?" she asks.

"They did. They were all excited to see Hannah."

"Good. I've been worried about Sky."

"Oh, he's doing better. Cy? I been thinkin'. Twenty years," he says.

"What? Us? Twenty-two."

"Okay. Twenty-two."

"Do you regret not marrying Suzanne?"

"What brought that on? Not at all. Suzanne may have been open about her bisexuality, but taking others if she was in a committed situation was and is not in her makeup."

"And we were already dipping our toes in the lifestyle."

"It made me love you all the more. It wasn't about the freedom to play, it was the

joie de vivre

that went along with it. And we still have it."

"We do. Love me."

"As you wish."

The two take each other as the lovers they are, and get lost in their passions. Steve has made sure Cy is most satisfied, and leans back in the tub with her on top in a cuddle, in a from-behind coitus.

Alas, their serenity is interrupted by another lover. Sarah has arrived and heard the hot tub pumps, drawing her out to the patio.

"Hi. Oh. I'm interrupting, aren't I?"

"Yes you are," Steve chuckles, "but join us, if you would."

"Surprised you're here so early!" Cyan comments.

"Some event cancelled classes after lunch, so I was able to escape sooner. Be right back."

Sarah ducks back into the house to undress.

"Steven, I'm so glad things worked out the way they did with Sarah."

"Me, too. It's an eye-opener to realize that she is more or less a charter member of the polycule. Her, and Em and Jax."

"It could have gone so many ways with her, yet she waited us out."

"We apparently made quite an impression."

"

You

did, sweetheart. An open heart drawing an open heart. Funny how that works."

"Yeah."

A naked Sarah makes her way back through the sliding door, quickly stepping into the warm bath.

"Sort of nippy," she holds herself against the fall chill, ready to submerge.

"I don't mind," Steve chuckles, with a leer.

"Steven!" she laughs. "You like it when we get all goose-bumpy and our tits freeze!"

"Scenic!" he laughs back.

"Cy? What am I gonna

do with 'im!

So naughty!"

"Love him. Here. You ready?"

"Do I need to refresh the lubricant?"

"Probably. He's got the tube."

Cyan lifts from her coitus with Steve, sliding to the side to make way for Sarah. Steve hands her the lubricant. She squeezes a modest amount on her fingers, and reaches into the water to refresh it on his still-erect penis. She elects to take him into her face-to-face, and settles into the intercourse, leaning into him for a sustained kiss.

She jokes, "Am I violating some sort of rule here? This is supposed to be 'ladies' night'."

"No," Cyan chuckles. "There will be others tonight soliciting his carnal attention. Jackson's, too."

"Good. So the Earth

will

remain on its axis."

"So bad. So, so bad," Steve grumbles, with a big grin.

"Learned this shit from

you

, Stevie."

"Relax into me, Sarah. This is a loving moment."

"It always

is

with you."

"Gosh. Thank you. How is it you were able to get time off to come down here?"

"Usual weird academic schedules. It's not an 8-to-5 job, not even in the research department. If I kept to hours today and tomorrow, I'd be by myself in the lab."

"

What

are you doing, if I might ask?"

"Synthesizing sheep gut cells."

"And you can leave the lab?"

"Yeah. Takes about three days in the incubator. The hard part is the setup, which I did first thing this morning. Results Friday afternoon."

"You going to make it for this weekend?"

"It'll depend on if I have to restart."

"Well, then good luck."

"Thanks."

Sarah starts to bob up and down on Steve's member. Her eyes are closed in the concentration. She is going for her first orgasm of the day.

Clipped gasps are her telltale as she draws closer to her climax. There is a deep, gasping breath and raspy exhale. She has achieved nirvana.

"Ohgawd, Stevie. I so love you. I never got over how

different

you were from the guys I dated at school. Yeah, they were good fucks, but they were never making love to me."

"You were doing all the work, sweetie. I'm just sitting here."

"Yeah, but it's

how you do it!

You want to cum for me?"

"Hot tub."

"Well, yeah. Will the girls let me sleep with you tonight?"

"I don't see why not. It's going to be interesting to see how everybody feels about it after an evening of all-girl play."

"I can predict that. Everybody in this play group is bi. All of 'em are going to want your and Jackson's cocks."

"Maybe."

"What does that mean?"

"I've already said too much."

"Cyan?" Sarah solicits comment.

"He's right."

"About what?"

"He's said too much."

"

You guys!

" Sarah guffaws, slapping Steve's chest, splashing everyone. "Okay. You've got some sort of surprise for us. I guess I'll have to play along."

Steve and Cyan just grin.

Cyan glances at the patio clock. "Steven? Look at the time. We need to put up the decorations."

"Righty-o. Sarah?"

Sarah pushes her torso into Steve for another kiss. An appreciative kiss. She sighs, and deftly lifts out of his lap.

"That's gonna be fun," she quips.

"What's that?"

"You're going to be wagging that thing at us the rest of the afternoon."

"It'll calm down just about the time I go to fetch the ladder."

"Good thing."

"Huh?"

"Ladder. Don't want to catch it in anything when you fold it up."

"

Sarah!

" he growls. Cyan is laughing.

"C'mon, guys!" Steve's drying off and tosses towels to the ladies as they step out of the tub.

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Steve knows what he bought at the party store, but remains puzzled as to Cyan's intent with some of the pieces. He's up on the ladder.

"What's with the big ruler? Looks like something for a classroom."

Cyan answers, "That's why I suggested you look in the teachers' supplies aisle."

"I guess. Sarah? You making any sense out of those big letters?"

"Hang on. I'm going to spread 'em on the table. Let's see what we got. Two As, two Es, two Ts. One each of the rest, and some spacer thingies. Hey lookie, Steven! It's red, too!"

"And you call

me

naughty!" he laughs. She has taped one of the As to her chest, bookended by her modest breasts.

"Oh! I see a word I can make from these! C, A, S. Where's one of the Ts? Okay, T, R." She's spelling it out on the table.

"Ohgawd. I see where you're going with this. Geez, girlfriend. And you guys call

me

evil!"

She slides the other letters into place, laughing: "A, T, I, O, and N. Ta da! 'Castration'!"

Cyan cracks up. "Not bad! Double-letter score somewhere in there." She directs Steve, "A. An A goes first."

Sarah hands him the A she was "wearing", and he tapes it on the wall. With both of his hands occupied and him on the ladder, Sarah takes the opportunity to tug on his nuts in light of her joke, seeing that everything's at eye level. He chuckles and shakes his head at her insolence.

"Spacer next," Cy informs. Then the M. Get the other A, too."

By the time they're done, the wall is festooned with "A MATTER OF INCHES".

Sarah is curious. "What's that mean, Cy? Given the girl group, are we talking about guys?"

"Possibly," she grins.

"I have to wait, I guess." Sarah shakes her head.

"You do."

"Well I'm certainly happy with what Stevie's got."

"Thank you, Sarah." He glares at Cyan.

Front door opens to Debbie, Ellie, and Caroline.

"Hi, guys!" Steve greets as he is balancing the folded ladder in his hands to go through the kitchen to the garage to put it away.

"Stevie!" Ellie runs over to him for a kiss.

"Let me take care of this and I'll be right back."

Deb and Car step into the living room to hug and kiss Cyan and Sarah.

Debbie questions Cyan, "'A matter of inches,' Cy? The ruler there is cute. Are we to guess what tonight's theme is about?"

"You're certainly welcome to. We'll have the unveiling when everybody is here, and the games can commence then."

"Get naked now?" Caroline inquires.

"

We are

, so I'd say 'yes'! Let's get our drinks and play with each other while we wait for everybody."

"Stevie on the menu?" Debbie chuckles.

"Maybe later," he answers on his way back into the living room. "Jax and Em should be here any minute, so the wine will have to wait a little, but anybody want something from the bar?"

"Always a dutiful host," Caroline chuckles. "How about a mimosa?"

"Brunch drink?"

"I dunno. Feels like something you wanna have whenever you're getting together with the girls. Like for brunch."

"Okay, can do! Everybody duck for the ricochet!"

While Steve is messing with the champagne bottle, the new arrivals duck into the big bedroom to leave their clothes. Ellie leaves hers on Steve's pillow to more or less stake her claim to him. Caroline scowls at her. El responds, "Seniority." Car just sighs. Debbie softly chuckles at them, having neatly folded her pants and top, setting them on the dresser.

"

POP!!!

" is heard from the living room.

"

Steven!

" The cork bounced off the ceiling and almost hit Sarah on the way down.

"Sorry, sweetie. I never mastered that thing where the sommelier grabs it in the towel."

"Try practicing!"

"As expensive as champagne is?"

"Practice on the cheap stuff!"

"There is no cheap stuff any more!"

Sarah shakes her head and sighs.

The three who were in the bedroom reappear in the main area.

Sarah requests, "Guys?" I asked Steven if it would be okay if I slept with him tonight. He said to ask you."

Debbie and Caroline shrug their shoulders. Ellie asks, "With Em, Deb, and me, too?"

"I assumed that it would be with his normal bed partners."

"Works for us."

"I get his morning wood, however." Caroline is firm in this request.

"We have a deal, then," Sarah confirms.

The garage door is heard opening.

"The polycule is all here, 'cept Tobe," Steve announces. Directed to Caroline and Ellie, "What's he doing tonight?"

"Hanging out at the club bar with his golf friends," Caroline is quick to answer. "Good thing. He'd OD on all the girl sex. You and Jackson have iron constitutions for that."

The ladies laugh and chuckle.

"Heh, all!" Emily cheerfully says her hello to the group on stepping in from the garage. "A matter of inches." Huh. I wonder what that could

possibly

be about?" drifting off into a sarcastic cackle.

"You know something?" challenges Sarah.

"Yeah. I know how Steve and Cyan

think

. Especially Stevie. Beyond that I know as much as you guys do."

Steve is grinning like that cat that ate the canary.

Jackson asks, "What time are..."

Ding Dong!

"...the others getting here. Sheesh."

"I'll get it!" Ellie rushes to answer the door.

"Ellie!"

"Zoë! C'mere!"

Zo chuckles into a hug, reaching down to cup El's butt cheek.

"Halfway there!" El giggles. "You know what to do and where to do it!" Zo chuckles at the inference.

Zoë waves "Hi!" as she practically jogs into the guest bedroom to lose her clothes. She jogs back into the living room and darts straight for Steve, pressing her crotch into his partial erection. She hangs on him and solicits a kiss.

"Hi, Zo," he smiles. "Nice to see your cuteness this evening."

"Too bad it's ladies' night."

"Why's that?"

"Cuz. I wanna fuck you 'til you're blue in the face."

"But it's ladies' night."

"Exactly."

"You

are

such a tease."

"Oh, maybe you'll be the door prize tonight." She giggles, lets go, and runs to Emily, who already shed her clothes.

Everybody just cracks up. Zoë is the youngest of the group by several years, and is full of silly energy that she

loves

to take out on Steven, much to her husband's chagrin.

A couple of the poly girls are giggling at Steven's full-blown hard courtesy of Zoë running her pussy up and down his cock. He rolls his eyes at them.

The attendees drift in in ones and twos. Claire is the last and is a little late, but not

fashionably

late.

"You okay?" Steve sets her fave beverage on the side table next to her.

"Still working on Tom."

"You want to call him on the landline? Proves you're

here

."

"That's okay, Steven. I certainly do appreciate your looking out for us."

"It what friends do. If you'll excuse me, I have to duck into the office to make a call."

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Steve closes the office door behind him, having picked up his phone from the charging station in the kitchen. He taps in a number he's reading from what has to be called "a little black book."

"Yeah?" answers the guy on the other end.

"Tristan? Albertson. You ready? Everybody's here."

"The deal is still what we talked about, right?"

"Right. Five hundred to be here, two hundred per fuck, extra hundred for ejaculating in 'em."

"You still going to have them do the thing with the markers?"

"That's the plan. I'm going to leave the garage door open for you, and you can come into the kitchen hallway and duck into my office without being seen. I'll get you out once they're prepped for the game."

"Fluffer?"

"If you need one. You like guys for that, right?"

"Uh huh."

"Hey. You still with Christy Angel?"

"Nah. She kept giving me the clap. It's getting to be an issue."

"You guys really need to go back to doing condoms."

"You know the problem, Steve. Bareback sells. It's been several months, so I'm clean. I'll bring paperwork if you want."

"You might. I have a couple of picky ones here, so that'll cut any issues short.

"Okay. See you in ten."

"You won't be disappointed."

"The ladies you had when you guys were in L.A.? Gawd, Steve. You have great taste. No worries. Why aren't you in the biz?"

"I am, sort of. Chick out of Nashville and I have a loose partnership."