ACT I: THE SURPRISE
It was Steve's final full day in Polynesia. Though it was a Saturday, the planning team worked through the morning to prepare to move fully into the design and environmental study phase for La Playa - Polynesia. One of their discussion points was adjusting that working name to fit the French Polynesian culture, but not lose the brand identification. Tomorrow, part of the team would leave Papeete, and the rest would continue work here on the ground.
Work was completed and lunch was served. The plan was for some of the team to take their final touristy tours of Papeete this afternoon, while the rest would pack or lounge around the pool. With this group, that meant that sex was definitely in the cards.
A knock on the bungalow door drew Christie to answer. She cried out in surprise, drawing Steve's attention to the door. His heart leapt at what he saw.
There, framed in the doorway, was Steve's wife, Dee. She wore a clingy, light cotton dress and a large sun hat, with simple sandals to round out her wardrobe. Steve was on his feet and taking her in his arms in moments.
It had been two full months since this husband and wife had kissed, and they put all their passion into the next minute. Dee sucked hungrily on Steve's tongue, and Steve ran his hands across Dee's back and down to her firm ass. She pushed herself as tightly as she could against her man.
When they broke she smiled into her husband's eyes and said simply, "surprise!"
"Hi!" Steve replied. "Surprise indeed! Not that I'm not happy to see you, but what are you doing here?"
"Oh, I hope you're not mad or I'm not interrupting important work!" said Dee. "After we talked the other day, after I fucked Marc and you were so wonderful about it, I just had to hold you in my arms and tell you how much I love you!"
"I love you too, minx!" laughed Steve. "And I'm not mad and you're not disturbing anything. We're done for the day, and I couldn't be happier to have you here with me!"
The limo driver cleared his throat, and Steve and Dee realized they were still standing in the doorway. Moreover, Steve was in his traditional work uniform. Which meant he was nude except for a leather ball stretcher on his scrotum.
"Just set the bags here at the door, please," said Steve. "I'll be right back." With that he hurried to the bedroom, pulled on some shorts, and found a tip for the driver.
"Thanks so much!" Dee said to the chauffeur as she took the money from Steve and passed it on. "Just leave the bag by the door."
The driver tipped his hat and glanced around as he was turning to leave. What he saw caused him to stop and stare. There was a crowd of about eight people standing nearby to greet his fare, and they were all more or less nude! He had heard rumors about a group of swingers here at this resort, and he had apparently stumbled onto the truth. Remembering himself after several moments and lots of eye candy, he tipped his hat again with a huge grin and turned to leave.
"Dee, welcome to Polynesia!" Julie said as she came up and gave her lover's wife a hug and chaste peck on the cheek.
Deana pulled Julie into a tighter hug, and turned her cheek to bring her lips to Julie's. She gave Julie a kiss in return that was anything but chaste, and boldly brought her hand up to Julie's naked breast. Julie's eyes went wide in surprise. There had always been a least some unspoken tension between the two women who shared Steve, and Dee had never expressed any interest in women at all. Now she was pinching Julie's nipple and sucking on her tongue.
Steve's own eyebrows were raised in surprise. Deana was clearly coming out of her shell, as evidenced by her recent escapades with Jeff and Marc, but had never shown any inclination toward the bisexual. Dee had mentioned making out with Jeff's wife, Penny, but things had obviously progressed well beyond a little wine-induced dalliance.
Deana released Julie's nipple and broke their kiss. "Julie," she said, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry? For what?" Julie asked.
"For not really understanding about swinging for all these years. For feeling jealousy of you when you weren't trying to steal Steve from me... And for missing out on so many opportunities to join you two in bed!"
"Oh honey, you only felt what any woman would feel in your situation," said Julie. "I have always tried hard to make sure you knew that I understood that I couldn't come between you two. I've tried to find ways to make you comfortable that I didn't want to come between you. Are we finally there?"
"Yes, and then some!" enthused Dee. "When I told Steve that I wanted to be a swinger the other day, I meant every word. I had an epiphany with Marc, and I realized that sex and love, while they are related, do not have to be inseparable. And making out with Penny a few weeks ago made me want to explore more with a woman. I want that woman to be you. And I want you today. Can we play?" She moved back into Julie's arms and kissed her again, then reached to bring Steve into the embrace.
"Honey," Dee said to Steve, "I've been thinking a lot since the other day. I've been visiting lots of swinger websites for the last few weeks, and I've been reading a lot. I even read both 'Emmanuelle' books for the first time on the plane. I got so horny that I asked the stewardess for a blanket, and brought myself off on the plane. I know the stewardess knew what I was doing, and she gave me a wink."
Dee took a moment to kiss Steve, never stopping her hand that was moving up and down Julie's back. Steve pulled the two women closer to himself.
"Dee, I'm so proud of you!" said Steve. "I always hoped we could share the lifestyle someday, and now you are making all my dreams come true. Thank you!" He leaned in closer to Dee, and once more thrust his tongue past her lips, even as his own hand joined hers in caressing Julie's ass.
The three now moved like they were in a trance. The others in the room were completely forgotten as Steve and Julie removed Dee's hat and dress. She wore no undergarments. Then the two women stripped the shorts off of Steve, and the three of them drifted toward a wide flat lounging couch in the sitting area of the bungalow.
Julie sat beside Dee on the couch, and the two women kissed hungrily. Steve dropped to his knees in front of Dee, spread her legs, and dove into her cunt with relish. Unlike the past, when Dee might have pushed him away because of her aversion to oral sex, now she spread her legs and bent her knees to give her husband unfettered access to her sex.
Julie ran her hands across Dee's breasts as their tongues fought to bring each other pleasure. Dee reached for Julie's thighs, seeking access to her pussy, which Julie gladly granted by shifting on the couch and sitting up on her knees. Now Steve was on the floor, Dee was half-reclined on the couch with her knees on Steve's shoulders, and Julie was facing Dee, with Dee's fingers dancing on Julie's labia. Julie felt wetness begin to trickle down her thighs. Steve lapped at his wife's pussy with glee, nibbling her clit lightly and flicking it with his tongue. This continued for several minutes, and Dee experienced a small orgasm from her husband's talented tongue while she sucked on Julie's nipple and pistoned two fingers in and out of Julie's pussy. Julie suddenly came from Dee's ministrations.
