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My wife and I had had another couple over for dinner. We had started out early around 5:00 p.m. and had more than our share of drinks. Everyone was having a great time and getting loose and laughing about most anything. About 7:00, I started up the bar-b-que and put the steaks on. The other guy (Mel) joined me with our drinks in hand to ready the steaks. Little did we know that our wives had slipped away into our hot tub. Once the steaks were done, Mel and I went into the kitchen to announce that the steaks were ready, and it was time to eat. To our surprise, the ladies were nowhere to be found in the house. Then we heard them giggling outside. They had gone into the hot tub sans any clothing. Mel and I were happy to find them in their current state, but we didn’t want the steaks to lose their edge either. We said that they needed to get out right away, or we would have less than perfect steaks. Both women crawled out laughing and went into the kitchen to eat in their current state of undress. Mel and I were both satisfied with what they were doing. Our plan was to eat outside on the patio, and we mentioned that they could kill two birds with one rock – eat and get an all-over tan at the same time.

Once at the table, I opened two bottles of red wine to continue with our state of inebriation. My wife and I had known Mel and Brenda for about a year and had socialized with them a number of times, but we had never gotten as drunk with them prior to this evening. As we ate, we went through the two bottles of wine I had uncorked. So, I brought out another two bottles, which we emptied before the dinner was finished. Then I brought out a bottle of dessert wine. Once that was almost finished, I said it was time to go back to our hard liquor drinks, and I would bring them out. Mel suggested that since the ladies were already dressed or rather undressed for the occasion that we should all retire to the hot tub. I said that I was game if the ladies were. They agreed that it had felt good, and they would welcome a revisit.

After preparing the drinks (straight bourbon and straight Tequila), I stripped off my clothes and headed out to the hot tub to find the other three nude and already in the tub. They ribbed me about being a nude waiter and suggested that I might get a big tip from the ladies. I told them that I was ready for that. I handed everyone their drinks and crawled into the hot water. To my surprise I felt four hands reach down for my privates. My wife started kissing my neck and rubbing my balls, while Brenda was stroking my dick. I was in heaven. Mel said, “Hey, doesn’t the maitre ‘d get any tip for suggesting the setting.” With that both women left me and moved over to Mel to provide him with his tip. Then my wife returned to me, we started necking and feeling each other off. Then I raised my wife up by her butt and had her essentially floating on her back with her boobs and pussy floating on top of the water. I spread her legs apart and sled each leg along opposite sides of my head and began giving her a B.J. Brenda and Mel were watching intently and laughing. Soon, they were doing likewise. Then my wife dropped her legs down and propped my rear up with my dick floating above water and began to suck it. Mel said, “You guys have this hot tub thing down to a fine science.” Then they followed suit. Eventually, we all stopped the B.J.’s, and I went back to get another round of drinks. When I returned I was shocked to see my wife afloat on her back with Mel eating her pussy out, and Brenda sucking on her tits. I mentioned that maybe I had stayed away too long getting drinks. Mel said, “I hope you don’t mind old man.” I replied that I didn’t if turnabout was O.K. With that, Brenda perched her butt up on the tub’s side and spread her legs as far out as was possible. I went in for the munch a bunch snack. I fingered her off and on while working on the munchie. She seemed to be really into it. Soon she was moaning and groaning and climaxing. Unlike my wife, she is a squirter. She seemed a little embarrassed by it, and began to apologize. We all told her it was O.K., and it just meant she was enjoying herself. Soon, Mel had my wife climaxing. We all continued to grope and feel off each other for a time. Then, my wife mentioned that she was getting a little too warm in the hot tub with all the consumed liquor. So we all climbed out and went into the great room. No one bothered to put on any clothes. I put on some music and asked Brenda to dance. She snuggled into my neck and pushed her pussy into my erect dick. My wife also asked Mel for a dance and did likewise to him.

We continued to dance together while switching partners for a variety of fast and slow dances. It was fun watching the ladies wiggle their naked butts and boobs on fast songs and then allow the guys to feel them off while dancing slowly. After awhile, I noticed following one slow dance with Mel that my wife was over by the corner with Mel to her rear and feeling her boobs and pussy while rapping his arms around her. Then I noted that he had his hands moved back, and she was standing with her legs spread more than shoulder width apart. She was reaching between her legs and seemed to be guiding Mel’s missile into place. Then they began to hunch in unison. I watched as she bent forward using a chair for balance. It was obvious what was occurring. I asked Brenda if she would like to go into our shower and rinse the chlorine off of our bodies. She agreed that that was a great idea.

Once in the shower, I lathered her up, and she lathered me up. We had a great time with me finger fucking her, and her stroking me. Then I laid her down on the shower floor and fucked that lady through two climaxes for her and, of course, one for me. By the time Brenda and I had dried off and returned to the great room, my wife’s face was flushed red from climaxing, and Mel looked somewhat exhausted. They then retired to the bathroom for a shower.

Brenda and Mel spent the night in our guest room. As my wife and I turned in, she informed me that she wanted to spend that night with Mel – if I didn’t mind. I agreed, while figuring I would do the same with Brenda. I went to their bedroom and told them what my wife wanted to do. They quickly came with me back to the master bedroom to work out the logistics. However, by the time we got to the bedroom, my wife had passed out from too much booze. Mel said that as much as he would like it that he would feel very uncomfortable screwing a passed out woman. We laughed, and then I looked at Brenda and said, “Yeah, but Brenda is fully conscious.” We laughed again and retired to our respective bedrooms. It would have been great though.