[This story is loosely based on the last year in which we remodeled our house, focused mostly on the month we lived with our good friends. While not completely true, it tells of what could have occurred had the situations presented themselves. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did writing it.]
This past year Jan and I undertook one of, if not, the biggest tests of our marriage yet, a remodel. Instead of taking it slow and going room by room, we decided to knock it all out at once to be able to enjoy it sooner and reduce the number of times we had to have people in and out of the house.
We had a budget in mind and got a great recommendation for a local contractor. After all the details with the city were ironed out we were put on the schedule and they went right to work. The foreman and his team were there every morning at 7am and didn't leave until 4.
While it didn't seem like it at times, and it did end up taking 3 months longer than expected, they worked quickly and did a great job.
To save some money, we worked it out with the contractor to be able to live in half the home while they worked on the other side that needed the most amount of work and then flip to the completed side for them to finish the job.
It was noisy and had its challenges, but all-in-all worked out great. We were able to watch the progress happen and ogle the guys working at the same time. Not all were ogle-worthy, but there were a couple in particular that Jan couldn't keep her eyes off of.
Many times through the project, I'd find Jan staring out the window, and I quickly realized what she was looking at every time I found her there. To be fair, I was caught by Jan just as often doing the same thing.
It was fun catching up each evening on our respective Edward or Noel sightings. Commenting on how the sweat caused Noel's shirt to become see-through showing off his tattoos or how fun it was watching Edward hammer nails all day.
We fantasized about seducing one, or both, into playing with us, putting each other in different situations, mine included Jan spit-roasted by both in the recently finished guest room, coming home from work to find Jan in our new shower getting fucked from behind by Noel, Jan and I taking turns deep-throating Edwards giant cock, as well as Jan getting all three holes filled with Noel, Edward and I taking turns in each.
Jan's contributions were just as fun, her watching Noel and Edward making out while I serviced their dicks, her straddling Noel in the hot tub bouncing up and down head thrown back in ecstasy, and her getting a full service, full body massage with a happy ending from Edward wearing nothing but his tool belt.
It was a game to see who could come up with the best coupling to shock the other person and we'd both end up benefiting. Most nights we'd be so hot and bothered, we'd fuck like crazy until we crashed and start all over the next day when the guys arrived. This storytelling and fucking continued throughout the project and it kept us connected and sane in all the chaos happening around us.
About mid-way through the project, the team notified us that we'd need to move out for two weeks to install the flooring through the whole house. This meant moving completely out into two containers we had to rent for two weeks, and then we'd move it all back in once they were done. We knew this was something that would happen at some point and we had some friends, Molly and Ben, who graciously offered to let us stay with them. They lived close by, which was great, as it wouldn't impact our ability to get the kids to school and we'd be close by in case the contractor needed us to make decisions.
Molly and Ben were a god-send to let us invade their space. They had recently moved into a large, cabin-like house, right on the local lake. Our kids all got along great and were so excited to have an extended sleepover and to be honest, I think we adults were looking forward to it as well.
Jan and Molly had gotten super close over the past year, even creating a book club which will require a story of its own, and Ben and I were kindred spirits, both working in tech, played soccer, and were becoming close friends as well. To top it off, Ben and Molly were both smokin' hot and Jan and I had each discussed previously how much we'd like the opportunity to play with them.
Molly is 5' 7", blonde, with great tits, and an athletic body while Ben is 6', black, and toned in all the right places. Jan and I were nervously excited at the opportunities that could present themselves during our stay, however, we did not know if the feeling was mutual and decided to set our expectations low going in so as not to be too disappointed should that not be their jam.
The first few days were crazy as we all adjusted to the new living arrangements, making meals, preparing kids lunches, pickup and dropoff, though it took far less time to get in a groove than I thought it would. All four adults agreed that it was nice having an extra four hands around to assist and manage the daily tasks at home. We divided up the week for who would make dinner, split grocery costs and trips, and as a way of showing how grateful we were of our gracious hosts, I took out the trash whenever it was full.
We'd brought along all our wine as we didn't want to pack it up in the container during the middle of summer and have it go bad, so each night after the kids were in bed, we shared a glass or two, or three. As I said, we were so thankful for their hospitality and maybe a little bit self-motivated to see where things could lead with enough liquid courage.
Over the course of the first week, we took it slow but dropped subtle hints and added as much sexual innuendo and double entendre as we could without being obvious. It definitely had the intended consequences as they quickly started playing along.
On one of the days I had to go into the office, Jan and Molly went out to breakfast after taking the kids to school, while Ben worked from home. I returned that evening and I could immediately tell something was up, but I didn't want to bring it up until the kids were asleep.
Every time I looked at Jan, she'd give me the biggest grin but Ben and Molly kept avoiding me, making small talk with the kids and tending the bbq. I didn't let it bother me or let on that I knew something was up, but as soon as I could corner Jan out of earshot of anyone, I had to find out what happened.
When I finally got her alone for a brief moment, she wouldn't tell me what happened but said we would talk about it after the kids were in bed. It drove me crazy for the rest of the evening, but I kept it together and didn't let on that anything was amiss with the kids, Ben or Molly.
The evening wound down like the previous few days, except B&M were nowhere to be found. I assumed they retired early and chalked up their weirdness earlier to being tired. I should have trusted my instincts though, because when Jan and I were in bed, she finally spilled the beans.
Here is what she said -