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Another REAAALLLY long post, but I am so excited to share because it’s been almost a decade since I had regular exciting posts like this; I used to have exciting posts several times a week back then. Not so much now as we are getting older and calmer, etc.

This post was actually almost twice as long until I cut it down!

It’s another episode of the hot tub with Al and Betty in Al’s extremely secluded backyard despite being in the heart of the city. It’s been mostly tame and innocent the previous few times, but it took a turn last night, so maybe not for the “low key” thread, but I already started here with this ongoing adventure a few weeks ago, so here it is anyway.

We hadn’t been back to the hot tub because Al has been on-call for a few weeks and Betty has been traveling for work. Anyway, we got texts two nights ago from Betty that she is really craving some casual nude hot tub time with us since her work trip was so stressful. Last night was the first chance we were all free again.

But, we started at the farmer’s market. This was our first time hanging out with Betty outside of the hot tub ever since meeting her! We picked them up since we had to drive by Al’s place anyway, and Betty is there 99% of the time because she can lay out nude in the back yard any time she wants.

My wife was wearing a short (for her) denim skirt, I knew she had red lacy panties on, she had a gray tank top that wasn’t all that tight. She decided to go braless so she wore a sweater thing d****d over her even though it was like 80 degrees.

Betty had a beautiful green floral sundress on. Very short and wispy. Clearly no bra as there was elastic just under her breasts, causing the top part to cling to her breasts and showed off their shape very clearly and tiny straps, but you couldn’t see down it when she bent over. Even though her nipples are long and thick, you couldn’t really tell with the material. I got a glimpse of her panties when she sat down on a bench at one point, and they were also red like my wife’s!

They were selling wine at the farmer’s market, which they do only two times during the season, so my wife got some. I joked that we better be careful at the hot tub later because my wife gets frisky even if she looks at wine, let alone consuming it. My wife gave me a beautiful smile when I said that. Betty had some, too, and she kept talking about how she can’t wait to get naked for the hot tub. She mentioned it at least two dozen times. My wife said she has an urge to get topless, so I knew the wine was already affecting her.

After the short drive back to Al’s with Betty mentioning the hot tub another dozen times, we walked around the side of the house into the backyard. Betty already had towels out for us and took the cover off the hot tub earlier in the day so it wouldn’t be as hot for us. Betty pointed to mats on the ground and she said she put out yoga mats for us if we want to lie on the ground naked later like she does most days since it’s the perfect backyard to do it. She said they were meant for outside so you can’t feel the hard ground under them.

Then she looked at me and said, “Shall we?” while pointing at the hot tub. So, she and I stripped naked at the same time. My wife said, “It might be too hot for the hot tub, but I will go topless for sure.” I walked over to her, hugged her from behind, and asked if she wanted me to help her undress. I kissed her neck twice, pulled the weird sweater d****d thing off her shoulders, tossed it to the patio table, ran my hands up her sides under her tank top, held her breasts under her top, then pulled up her top while lifting her arms over her head. I tossed the tank top away and put her arms down, and she said “thank you. I have been waiting for that all day.” I said, “I think Al has, too!” as he stared at her breasts.

I asked, “How many times have we done this hot tub thing now? Like 6 or 7?” Betty loudly said, “NO! This is ONLY our fourth time! Well, fourth for you and me, only third for them.” I said, “that is it? Seems like we have done this way more already.” She said, “Nope. I have been keeping track.”

I said, “Well, they act like it’s the first time they have seen each other every single time.” Betty said, “Ya, it’s really cute, isn’t it.”

I quietly asked my wife in her ear if she likes that he stares at her breasts and she said of course she loves it, then I quickly bit the lobe of her ear. I got on my knees and said “skirt off first or panties off first.” Without breaking eye contact with Al, she told me to decide, so I reached up her skirt and took her panties off first. I tossed them to the patio table and said, “Why does wearing a skirt without underwear seem way sexier than just being naked?”

Betty said, “OMG, you two are so fucking hot I don’t know if I can handle this today!” Then I undid the button on my wife’s jean skirt and pulled it down.

I stood up, slightly behind my wife and put my arms around her waist. Betty had moved just to my right, quite close to me actually. She said, “Well, Al, don’t make this weird, get naked. You’ve done it before!” He stripped naked and he was hard as a steel rod. My wife said, “Oh, that’s nice!” Betty put her hands on my shoulder and said, “Most people would be jealous, but watching 40-somethings stare at each other like teenagers is quite interesting.” I said that they are staring at each other more now than the other times we stripped for the hot tub. (Betty touched my arm and leg A LOT throughout the evening this time around, which she had never done before. I definitely noticed.)

Betty said, “I just wish people stared at me like that.” I said, “Maybe they do and you just don’t know it.” She said “thanks, but I really doubt it.” Then my wife nudged me and Betty looked confused, so I said, “I check you out all the time, ever since our first time doing this. You just haven’t caught me. I have studied all the details.” My wife said, “Yep, and he tells me all about it, too. ‘did you see how her nipple did this? Did you see her vulva doing that?’ I don’t mind because I notice, too.”

Betty’s face turned beat red like fire engine red. She said, “Okay, I have a confession. I know this is supposed to be all casual naked and non-sexual and all, but I get really turned on and Al and I have the best sex after you guys leave every time.” My wife said, “Ya, we do, too, some times we barely make it into the front door and we are going at it already as long as the kids aren’t home. We even talk about you guys while we are doing it sometimes.”

Then Betty quickly walked towards the hot tub and got in. I went in right behind her. My wife and Al walked slowly over, next to each other. My wife got in first, squished up against me, then Al got in.

Everyone was really quiet. I asked Betty if she was okay, and she said she was fine, but she wanted to keep talking about it but didn’t want to push too much and make it weird. I said she could say anything and it would be fine. She shrugged her shoulders. I said that I haven’t known her more than a month, but this is the most quiet I have ever seen her.

Then my wife said, “Anyone want to see my breasts more?” I said that I do! So she scooted up a bit and leaned back so that her breasts were out of the water, nipples mostly soft from the hot water. I held up her right breast and played with her nipple to make it hard.

Betty said, “Those breasts are so incredible and full.” I said they are heavy, too. It’s nice to hold them up. Then I asked my wife if the others could hold them for a second, and she said “That’s what I was hoping for!” Al didn’t hesitate. He moved closer and held up my wife’s left breast. I said, “You have been wanting to do that for almost 20 years haven’t you?” And he said, “yep!” Betty came over and held up my wife’s right breast, but she had to climb over me to get to it, so I felt one of my hands on her leg and her bony shoulder pressing into my other arm. She only held my wife’s breast for 3-4 seconds before moving back to her seat. Al was still holding on. My wife said, “Okay you can let go now” and Al slid back over.

Betty said, “I wish my breasts were that nice.” I said, “but they are! Perfect size for your tiny body, perfectly droopy yet your nipples still point to the sky, and long thick nipples. Just perfect!” My wife said, “They are perfect. Sometimes I wish my breasts were like yours.” Then my wife asked Betty if I could hold her breasts, but Betty said, “No. I don’t want that. Hope that is okay. Sorry.” and I said, “Of course that is okay! Never apologize for having boundaries.” (My wife is sure she did want me to touch them, but she was too excited about it and didn’t want to seem obvious. This becomes apparent later.)

Then Betty said, “Okay, are you guys like swingers?” My wife laughed and said no way. I said, “Nope. This is the most we have ever done, and you just got to feel my wife’s boobs, which I think a lot of people have felt their friends’ boobs at some point in their lives.” Then after a moment, I continued, “Well, my wife used to have friends with like a 50-thousand dollar shower before they moved away, so one day after jogging she took a shower with them because it was a once in a lifetime thing, but nothing happened that I know of.” My wife said, “Ya, I think they wanted to play but I chickened out.” Then I said, “Ya, I remember that! That was a funny night you telling me about that.”

Then I said, “Well, there is one secret.” My wife smiled and nodded. I said, “About 18 or 20 years ago, my best friend at the time was having a terrible divorce and thought women would never desire him anymore, so he was over at our house and after talking until like 3am and my wife wearing revealing pajamas, we all somehow agreed that he and my wife should have sex to show him that women weren’t repulsed by him. One of those ‘can’t believe how that happened and will probably never happen again’ moments. But for her it was supposed to be just doing something nice for him, but she really enjoyed it and it spooked her, so it never happened again.” My wife said, “Ya, I really enjoyed that, I admit it, so then I felt terrible.” Betty said, “Like a threesome? We have all done that before!”

I said, “No, I just let them have time alone. She told me all about it after.”

Betty said, “So, not a threesome. You have never had a threesome? I have had a few, but most people I know have done that. It’s more common than rare, I am sure.” I said, “Like back in college?” She said, “More recently than that, like less than a year ago!” I said, “Wow! Ya, we aren’t that exciting, not even close. You two holding her breasts up a minute ago is the most we have ever done aside from her and my friend 20 years ago.”

Then I said, “Well, my wife used to have sex with her ex in front of his roommates all the time because it was the only way to pull him from his video games, but that was like 25 years ago and no one joined them.” And my wife said, “Ya, and looking back I hated that, too. Not fun. Not sure what I was thinking.” Then Betty said in college, all of her sex was in front of her roommates and their boyfriends. And she said again, “I just can’t believe you two haven’t had a threesome. I thought everyone did that. Everyone I know has. Like, everyone. Even my brother and his wife have had a threesome. I can’t believe I know that, but if THEY have done it, then I assume everyone has.”

My wife said suddenly, “I don’t know, but I am glad we are talking about this. I think both guys need to stand up so we can look at them. Only fair since you all touched my boobs.”

So, Al and I stood up. Al was rock hard, but I wasn’t. My wife asked, “So, can I touch it? It’s only fair!” I slipped and fell back down into the water, almost as if on queue. It hurt a bit and I fell over Betty, then I slid back to my seat. Betty grabbed my arm under the water and said, “Are you okay with that?!” I said, “Despite how boring we really are, we have talked for years now how if she ever came across a new cock that she wanted to touch, I am totally okay with it. So, like 5 years later, here is her chance, I guess!” Betty said, “Well, go for it. This suddenly got way more interesting. I swear I feel like we are teenagers stuck in 48 year old bodies, but I don’t mind.” She was really squeezing my arm under the water, so I opened my hand and rested it on her leg under the water. I think she was trying to slide my hand up towards her vulva, but I wasn’t sure, so I made sure to hold my hand in place and not let her move it.

So, my wife traced Al’s cock with the back of her finger for about 10 seconds, making sure to feel everything. Then she turned to me and pulled me into her space, and started kissing me very aggressively. I let go of Betty’s leg, and she finally let go of my arm under the water.

Betty said, “Wait, he can touch my boobs now if he wants to. I changed my mind.” So, I reached over to her and held her breast in my right hand while my wife was still coming at me and kissing my shoulders now. Her long thick nipple was totally insane to have in the palm of my hand. I could barely feel the rest of her breast behind it. I shifted my hand, and her breast itself was way softer than I had imagined. It was like a cloud and I could barely even feel it! So soft and light.

Then my wife said, “I am going to take my husband over to that yoga mat. It’s up to you guys whatever you want to do. This is our only chance to do it outside with zero risk in like 100 years, and I don’t want to waste it.” We climbed out of the hot tub, she put a towel down over the yoga mat, and laid on her back, opened her legs, and pulled me down on top of her.

We started having amazing sex right there. I assumed Betty and Al were going to hide out in the hot tub, but I looked over, and they were already putting down their own towel!! Betty had Al lie down, and she climbed on top of him, she was facing me. We looked at each other and smiled a few times, I got to stare at her amazing nipples from my angle as she rode Al way gentler than I would have expected her to. I saw Al and my wife turn their heads towards each other (it was totally fitting personality-wise that they were the two on their backs), and we were all not speaking, but it was amazing.

We are all mid-late-40s, so we all lasted a long time. Probably at least a half hour of different positions, but only with our own partners, but definitely staring at at each other when we could. After we were all spent and tired, I said, “Wow. Thank you everyone. I have wanted to have sex while another couple had sex my entire adult life. Better late than never.” Betty said, “I have done this at least 100 times, but this was by far the best ever in my life.” My wife said, “Same here.” Al didn’t say anything.

Betty said, “But it’s still not a threesome. You guys have to try a threesome some day. Everyone does it. It’s amazing.”

My wife said, “But there are four of us, so that isn’t the same, is it?” Betty said, “No, that is more like swinging, so not the same as three people focused on someone in the middle. I actually prefer to not be the person getting all the attention.” My wife said, “Well, we might have to sort that out some day then.”

We were going to hang out more in the backyard, but it was later evening now and the bugs were coming out, and my wife hates bugs. So, we got dressed and walked inside. We sat on the couch together for a bit and asked each other what our holiday plans were, as though having sex in front of each other was as regular as the sun rising; no one brought it up once we were inside.

Then we decided it was time to leave since I work at 5am most days, and we each gave very long hugs. I noticed that Betty really pressed her breasts into me, which I didn’t resist.

My wife and I were silent in the car on the way home while my wife coo-ed most of the time with her eyes closed while I traced the inside of her leg up her skirt, and we had even more sex at home and took a long hot shower together.

Around 10pm I was getting a bunch of texts from Betty. She said she really wants to try a threesome with us, but she doesn’t want to make Al jealous, so we can do it without Al knowing. That made my wife and me feel really sad for Al, but I just told Betty that we would talk about it between us and get back to her, but don’t rule us out or in just yet.

My wife and I had a lot of fun the entire evening, but after Betty wanting to be sneaky, we aren’t sure if we should trust her much. So, we will have to let things simmer down over the next week or so and see what happens if she brings it up again. We really don’t know much about her other than she had two kids as a teen mom, but changed her life and now she’s a millionaire(?) exec living in a downtown hi-rise, never married, etc, so we aren’t sure what is going on with her. Maybe she has a mean side to her and breaks guys’ hearts; she is awkward but I don’t think in a bad way, but she does seem to choose guys who are extremely submissive that she can boss around and control. Hmmm...we will have to see.

Anyway. Sorry this was so long, but it’s been a decade-long dry spell of these super fun things happening to me, and I appreciate it way more now than 10, 15, 20 years ago for sure! I know for a lot of you, this type of thing is like “just another Thursday night with friends”, but for me it makes me constantly pinch myself to make sure I was really awake!