knew Brian wouldn’t agree. He was the type of bastard who wanted to play the field. To get as many different girls as be could. A typical man. She had tried talking him out of going to Sharon’s swap session this weekend, but he wouldn’t hear of canceling out.
He was looking forward to it, and to meeting a flock of new pussies. She had tried not to argue with him too much about it, but he did get the message. She had let him know that she would go along, but that she wouldn’t be too keen about it. Even the thought of getting gang fucked didn’t cheer her up. She was basically a one man girl. One man at a time. Brian was that mark.
It was late Friday afternoon. She was preparing Brian’s dinner. Tomorrow morning, bright and early, they would be getting their car and heading to the Edward’s place for the weekend orgy. The closer the time came, the more troubled her thoughts became. She had wracked around in her mind all day, trying to think up reasons for not going to the swap party. Reasons that Brian would accept. None were forthcoming.
When the doorbell rang, she was surprised. When Pete and Jennifer were on the porch, her surprise turned to astonishment. “Pete! Jennifer! Come in!”
They followed her into the living room. She headed toward the bar to pour a round of drinks. She was bursting with curiosity.
Jennifer let her stew for awhile, before she opened up. Then, with a big grin on her pretty face, the cute blonde giggled, “I guess you’re wondering why we’re here?” She sipped at the drink Denise had handed her.
“I sure am. What’s up?”
“This!” Jennifer held up her left hand. A wedding band had been put on alongside her engagement ring. “Pete and I got married this afternoon!”
“Well, I’ll be!” Instinctively Denise hugged the smaller girl to her bosom. Tears misted her eyes. She had known that this couple were engaged and had been talking about getting married. “Jennifer! Jennifer! I’m so happy for you!”
The two girls kissed, hugged and gushed a bit more, then they separated. Jennifer’s eyes were bright and starry-eyed. Denise’s eyes were filled with happiness for her friend.
“Give with the details,” she suggested, when the squeals of happiness had subsided. “What brought this on so suddenly?” She was also aware that Pete had been stalling for months.
Jennifer explained, a trifle breathlessly, “It happened kind of suddenly. After our session with you and Brian. Pete and I got to thinking things over and we had a long talk. Like how happy you and Brian are-and the fact that you do swap. That was the reason Pete and I didn’t get married before. He wanted to continue being a swapper. He was afraid marriage would interfere. He knew I wasn’t all that enthused about swapping.”
“So?”
“Well, like I mentioned when we saw how things were working out so good with you and Brian, we decided we’d get married. We waited the necessary three days, and off we went this morning to make it official. Now we’re married.” Sobs of happiness came to her voice.
Denise frowned. “You’re going to continue swapping even though you just got married?”
Jennifer shrugged. “That’s up to you and Brian. We aren’t doing in for group parties. Like Sharon’s. I already called her and told her we wouldn’t be there tomorrow.”
“Oh? And what’s this marriage of yours got to do with me, and Brian?”
“Did I hear someone mention my name?” Brian entered the room and cut loose with a big grin. He poured himself a drink and joined the happy group near the bar.
Denise quickly filled him in on the details and brought him up to date.
Brian kissed the new bride, shook hands with the new groom, and then asked, “How’s all this tie in with your remark about your continuing swapping being dependent on me and Denise?”
Pete explained, “We’re going on our honeymoon this weekend. We figure on going down to the beach, rent a room at a motel and have a long, wonderful weekend.”
“H’mm. Sounds good. Have fun. I still don’t get the connection. How does all this tie in with me and Denise?”
Pete looked at his knew bride. She nodded and smiled. “Jennifer and I were thinking it would be real nice if you and Denise came along with us!”
Brian hooted in surprise. “Me and Denise go with you on your honeymoon?”
Denise gurgled, and was speechless.
“Why not? We had a marvelous time when we were together a week ago. Jennifer and I have been living together as man and wife for months, so it really wouldn’t be a honeymoon as such,” Pete explained. “We figure with you two along, it would be far more exciting.”
Brian shook his head in disbelief. “It’s crazy. It’s weird. I never heard of such a thing. Going along with another guy and his wife on their honeymoon!?” Denise agreed. “It is kind of far out.”
“That’s exactly why we want to do it,” explained Pete. “Like I mentioned, me and the kid have been living as man and wife. Now, we’ve made it official. We think it would be real nice if we could have a honeymoon that was, different. Something to remember, with pictures. We got to talking it over. We came up with the bright idea of asking you two to come with us. What do you think?”
“I think you’re both crazy!” Brian chuckled. He then added, after eyeing the pretty little new bride from stem to stern.
“On the other hand, like you mentioned, Pete, it would be a new experience, and it definitely would be something different than the normal routine type honeymoons.” He chuckled lewdly, and nodded, “I’m for it. How about you, hon.?”
Denise frowned. Now that the shock had worn off, she agreed it had merit. “You’re forgetting one thing, dear.”
“What?”
“We promised Duke and Sharon we’d go to their party!”
His face fell. “Damn, I almost forgot!” Turning to the newlyweds, he shrugged. “Guess that lets that idea out?” His voice contained an edge of regret.
“On the other hand,” added Denise, smiling, “we can always call them up and tell them we can’t come. There’ll be such a mob, they won’t really miss us. How about it, dear?”
Brian gave it some thought while sipping at his drink. He had been looking forward to tapping a whole new flock of chicks. He’d been conjuring up thoughts of the fun he’d be having with the new group. On the other hand, this lovely young teenager with the lovely blonde hair and golden-haired pussy had turned him on like he’d never been turned on before.
A honeymoon with her and Pete? The idea opened up all kind of possibilities.
“When were you two planning on leaving for the beach?” he asked.
“Immediately. We have our bags packed. Out in the car. We’re ready to go.”
Brian made a big decision. “Okay, we’ll go with you!” Turning to Denise, he issued crisp orders. He knew his dinner was about ready. “Set a place at the table for Pete and Jennifer. While you’re getting dinner on the table, I’ll call Duke and Sharon and let them know we’re not coming to their party. After we eat, you and I will pack and off we’ll go… on our honeymoon!” He winked lewdly at the newlyweds and his own wife.
In an effort to economize, the foursome took one room upon arrival at the beach motel. A large, airy room with two double beds. It was a sumptuous room, complete with television. Brian had brought along their camera, a few bottles of scotch, and they were ready for fun and honeymoon games.
Denise felt a bit awkward being in the same room with the honeymoon couple. The feeling wore off, after they all got into their swim suits and had a romp on the beach and in the motel pool. They then had an evening snack at the coffee shop attached to the motel and by eleven o’clock they were ready to retire.
This was where the rub came in.
The four of them sleeping in the same room. Their spirits were high from the spirits they, were drinking. One by one they took showers and they were now parading around the room stark naked. Each waiting for someone to make the first move.
Denise raised her glass aloft and proposed a toast, “Here’s to the new bride and groom. May their happiness last a life time.”
“I’ll drink to that,” chuckled Brian. He did.
He watched while the others drank their toasts. “His glance zeroed in on the tiny golden-haired snatch. His
