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He gives her a unusual gift before leaving on trip.

s your home town, and your family?"

So I gave her my life story (short form). She was a good listener; she caught every word, and asked me the sort of questions that told me that she was listening to me. When I told her about my tennis training she nodded. "My sport was skating, and I trained as hard as you do. I still skate when I can." Then she in turn told me about herself, and before we knew it, the pizza was gone, along with two bottles of wine and a doobie.

"So where's the action in this town now?" Elly said at last.

"Same place it was before," Sara said. "In our bedroom. But we've got a hot tub now. Would you care to try it?"

"I didn't pack a bathing suit. I didn't figure I needed to bring one for a December trip."

"And you don't. Just do it naked, like we do." And with that, we got up and moved to the tub room. We shucked our robes and got into the tub. Paul immediately moved over to Elly's side and put his arm around her. We were all feeling a little randy then, and soon Sara and I were snuggling as well. I'd been asking myself all night how I'd feel when this happened. Would I feel some jealousy toward Elly? Would I be uptight when I saw them necking? Sara, too, was sort of holding her breath, and Paul kept glancing at me as he was feeling Elly up.

The truth was: I didn't feel any jealousy at all. It was just as though I'd found another lover to share with two of my favorite people. I smiled at them all, and the tension gradually dissipated. Sara sealed the deal when she said coyly, "Emily, why don't you show Elly what you showed me the first time we were in the hot tub?"

I sure knew what she was talking about! So I guided Elly over the edge, so that the jet was just over her pussy. She gasped at the sudden sensation. Then I put a finger on each of her hairy pussy lips and gently opened her slit to expose her inner labia. I felt her suddenly tensing, then leaning forward to increase the pressure. I then slowly opened and closed her slit, letting her savor the difference in pressure. Her fingers moved down to replace mine. My freed hands slid up her body to her breasts, lifting them, teasing her pink nipples. He moaned with pleasure. Sara and Paul watched us avidly, desire written all over their faces. Finally, when I thought Elly was ready for it, I moved one hand back down and pulled her clitoral hood up just a wee bit. "OOH!" she cried. Then she came, a hard little orgasm that startled her. Then she began to laugh.

"Oh, Emily, I see what Paul and Sara saw in you! That was marvelous! Wherever did you learn that?"

"I grew up in a house with a hot tub. You learn these things," I said simply.

"I bet you do. Emily, I'd like to get to know you better. May I sleep with you tonight?"

"I thought Paul would like to have a crack at you..." and then realized what I'd said.

She laughed. "No, I'm the one with the crack! But he and I already got it on. As soon as we got home from the airport, he jumped my bones. Boy, what a welcome home!"

"I did it for therapeutic reason," Paul said. "The best cure for jet lag is a good shagging. Or so they say."

"So the only girl that Paul hasn't fucked yet today is his own wife!" I said. "Well, don't you think we ought to let them have their chance?"

Elly hugged me and said, "I think we should. Why don't we take the guest bedroom?"

"Well, there's still a little bit of a wet spot from a few hours ago."

"We'll change the sheets." And then she gave me a full-on kiss, tongue to tongue, and pressed her breasts against mine.

I turned to Sara and Paul and asked, "Do you guys mind?"

Sara just gave a shrug and a wink, as if to say "be my guest.

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