together that night. Free from thoughts of Sophie, for she packed up and left. Noah stayed with us. I think the others are having sex together. We were invited, but we wanted to be together. We weren’t keeping score, but we both agreed we’d had a surfeit of orgasms since we arrived at Eagle Pines.
Ben and I had some long talks about recreational sex and agreed that we couldn’t just walk into a room, or with past loves, and fuck them. Instead, there had to be some warm relationship with the other person, particularly some kind of love interest. There had to be a ‘happy’ morning after a continuing and positive relationship.
I explained that I needed to feel sometimes for my partner, male or female. We talked about how I’d been so quick to fall for Ben before we made love and then only a couple of days later with Melissa, Tiffany’s wife.
I had to admit that I was ready for a relationship, although I denied it at the time. I’d broken up with my previous boyfriend about ten months earlier and had sworn off men, and then I met Ben. He swept me off my feet. Ben could have swept any girl off her feet, but he chose me!
I confessed to an immediate willingness to lie down and spread my legs for him. He laughed but told me he felt the same way about me.
He asked me, “Then why did you and Melissa and my sisters all get it on so fast?”
I had to analyze what I felt when I’d first met Jennifer and
Tiffany, and almost immediately after that, Melissa. We’d quickly tantalized each other with some of our sexual escapades and then teased each other.
I answered Ben, “I think this is what I felt. I’d already fallen for you, in a big way. I guess I knew you’d fallen for me too, and we’d played that afternoon in the Mile High Club in the jet. By association, I knew I’d love your sisters. They were immediately so open with me, and so was Melissa. Thus, when we teased and shared stories, I could be totally open with them. Plus, there’s nothing I wouldn’t share with you, no secrets, although I do have some erotic things, I’ve done in my past that I haven’t shared with you yet. I didn’t feel right about Sophie and how my insecurities made it worse.”
Ben’s eyebrows went up in a questioning arch. I ignored his invitation to share further for now.
I went on, “I learned the next day that Tiffany, Jennifer, and Melissa liked me a lot. That night, back at Eagle Pines, Melissa joined us. I already loved her and knew she’d be a part of our lives for a long time.”
“We made love by the fireplace the night before as they made love up on the balcony above us. Paula was there, but you didn’t know they were there. I knew your sisters cared for me on many different levels. By the time we got to Mexico with Marc, Tiffany, and Melissa, I just wanted some kind of culmination to feel closure. The sex, no, the having sex, even with the games, gave me closure and validated the love we felt for each other. I miss them all when they’re not around.” “How’d you feel about Noah and Sophie?” Ben asked.
“Remember we’d made a connection with Doug and Beth in September up here — just as we did Melissa in Mexico. While we were here, we talked a lot about Doug and Beth, and what they were like, their values, how they thought about people and love. Beth is very observant and particular. By association, I knew I’d love them as soon as we could get together. Just the way the others were, they were my kind of people.”
“You didn’t just fall into bed with them?” Ben blamed.
“Hardly,” I said as I poked him in his ribs. He squirmed away from me on the couch.
“So as my ‘temporary girlfriend,’ might that mean you want to fall in bed with me?” he asked guardedly.
“Best offer I’ve had since I fucked my fiance this morning before breakfast!” I replied as I melted back into his arms.
We spent an hour upstairs having sex. During this time, I finally told Ben about my first series of threesomes a decade earlier with my first serious boyfriend. He pried detail after detail from me. I actually enjoyed telling him the full story as we lay there playing with each other’s body parts. Ben took the news remarkably well, and we even made love again, but now they are on Ben’s hard limits list.
The next few days revolved around three primary activities: sex (of course!), skiing, and dining out. The routine of the house involved sleeping in, a morning assignation with someone, skiing for about four or five hours, coming back to Eagle Pines for a further afternoon interlude, clean up and cocktails followed by dinner at one of the great restaurants in town, and then exciting groupings and combinations of people as we brought sexual delight and joy to one another.
We each got private time with members of the opposite sex and occasionally with the same sex. Beth and I spent one-night having sex with each other; she took me to one of those places where I’m having a long continuous orgasm again, and I never wanted it to stop. I knew what heaven was.
Doug and I made love again and really got to know each other. We had a long discussion about how to best love Beth and make her feel stronger about herself too. We also talked about our backgrounds and participation in the lifestyle.
Noah, Ben, and I spent a night with Beth, bringing her to a ‘happy state of delirious sexual slutdom’ as she called it. While Doug watched it all. This was something Doug asked for. We were relentless in our assault on her beautiful body. She took it well, survived the ordeal, and suffered through dozens of orgasms.
On New Year’s Eve, we moved two of the king-size mattress’s downstairs in front of the large fireplace. We had a real orgy, taking turns and swapping ‘mid-fuck’ with each other over and over again. We laughed till our sides hurt, drank too much, fucked, and sucked each other’s brains out.
We all slept together that night, often awaking to make love to a horny ‘friend’ or to watch two or three others take another shot at it.
I declared the morning of January 1st to be nude. No one was allowed to wear clothes until lunch. As a result of this pronouncement, everyone continued our little ‘fuck fest’ up until noon. By that time, we were truly worn out and in desperate need of sleep and rest, both of which filled the afternoon.
We went back to the Elk Horn Lodge for dinner that night. The last time we’d all been there was for Marc and Tiffany’s wedding. Things were quieter this time, and we were in the main dining room rather than the function room. I had elk for the first time at dinner and loved the gamy meat.
Ben and I didn’t drink that night because we were flying back to Seattle the next day and wanted to be as sharp as possible when flying the jet. Noah, Doug, and Beth planned to fly commercially to Denver the next day too. We would have passed them; however, private flights into the new Denver airport were discouraged.
That night we cleaned up the lodge and sort of unwinding. We each talked about what we hoped the New Year would hold for us. As we went around our circle, and each of us spoke, I felt the declarations being made to the universe about what would happen and the anticipation for the future.
I talked about marrying Ben in May, completing my commercial-instrument and multi-engine ratings and getting the type rating for the Cessna Citation jet, and adding two new clients to the agency I worked for.
Ben talked about marrying me (I was glad he put that first on his list!), flying to Europe, the Middle East, and Africa (with me?) both to add some new donors to the Foundation and to check on some of the sponsored programs and spending more time with family and friends.
The others had a mix of family and career goals they wanted to work on. All of us wished to be together again. We enjoy the warmth and love we felt for each other throughout the year. Of course, we invited them all to come with us on our honeymoon after I figured out where that would be; Beth reminded me she’d be in Seattle in a month to help start the planning process.
We toasted each other, even with the glasses of club soda we held and went to bed.