Message-ID: <36745asstr$1023563405@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <esleyc@excite.com> Reply-To: esleyc@excite.com From: "esleyc@excite.com" <esleyc@excite.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Original-Message-ID: <20020608173550.1A3263E2A@xmxpita.excite.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 8 Jun 2002 13:35:50 -0400 (EDT) Subject: {ASSM} NEW - Confusion (MF) Troubador, the Date: Sat, 8 Jun 2002 15:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/36745> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates ------------------------------------------------ Join Excite! - http://www.excite.com The most personalized portal on the Web! <1st attachment, "Confusion txt.txt" begin> CONFUSION By the Troubador How It Began It started innocently enough, at least for Don. His best friend and next door neighbor, Joe Morgan, stopped by one Friday night and asked if they could talk. He said he had a family problem, and hoped Don could help. That is, it took Joe two beers to get up the nerve to talk about it. After hemming and hawing half an hour he finally got to the point. His problem was, Joe was firing blanks in bed. Don had known Joe and Jenny were trying to have kids. It seemed to be the only thing Jenny and Don's wife Diane could talk about. Anyway that was all Diane reported to Don. No man could be privy to all two lifelong best girlfriends talked about. Jenny getting pregnant had been a prime objective for over a year now, and the Jenny was getting pretty depressed. After the third beer, Joe confessed to Don that he had gone to a Doctor and checked his own ability to have kids. Bluntly, if he was expected to father a child, the best they could hope for was another divine conception. Joe had a ridiculously low sperm count. It was so low, the Doctor called it a negative count. It could have been from one of several things that had happened to him as a teenager. But the exact cause wasn't important. The bald truth was he wasn't going to give any woman a kid. He loved Jenny, and she was getting desperate to be a mother. Joe was afraid when she learned about his being sterile, Jenny might be so despondent and desperate she would consider leaving him. Jenny tested fertile. She tested very fertile. And she wasn't stupid, so she already suspected the problem had to be with her man. Joe and Jenny had discussed, talked over lots of solutions. Adoption was one, which was Ok for Jenny, but Joe wanted any kid of theirs to have at least one of their genes. Artificial insemination was way beyond their means, so Joe had started thinking of -alternatives. "Don," Joe finally said, turning to his buddy, "this is going to be hard to say, and you've got to think of all the aspects. I have a proposition for you, and if you get cute and joke about this you and I may have some serious trouble. But I read about this on the net, on one of those sex sites. Some guy had the same problem I have and he asked his best friend to put a kid in the guy's wife. They had a real sneaky way of going about it, and neither wife knew what was going on. It started me thinking, and damned if it didn't make a kind of sense." Joe wiped the wet off the can and then popped the top off another beer then continued, "You and I are pretty alike. I'm taller, but our coloring is pretty much the same and people are always joking about how we look like brothers. I think it would work, and I know I could trust you. But there could be some problems, if you did it. For one, you'd know the kid was yours. 'Course your son thinks I'm his second daddy anyway, and I figured any kids I had would feel the same way about you anyway. All I ask is for you to think about it. Let me know next week. Jenny and I are heading over to her folks tomorrow for the weekend, so think it over and let's talk about it next Saturday." Don sputtered a bit. He had choked on a mouthful of beer when Joe told him what his solution was. They talked for a bit, until Joe figured the best thing was for him to leave and let Don think it over. They could rehash it next weekend. He was pretty sure Don would say yes. He knew his buddy would never make a move on Jenny, but she was a stone fox. And guys were guys, after all. And Don did think about it. Jenny was a fox, almost as much as his Diane. Like happens in all marriages sometimes, Diane and he were in one of the down phases right then. They had known one another for ages, dating all through high school and married now for eight years. They had gone through spots before where they found one another less exciting, but something always happened and the thrills came back. He knew that, so wasn't worried that the fun had left their marriage. It was just that they were going through the motions in bed the last few months. Working too many hours, a couple of things had come up around the house, all straightened out now. It would just take time, but eventually they would be salivating after one another again. Another thing, he wasn't sure how his conscience would rest if he made it with another gal. He supposed it would work out OK under the circumstances but he couldn't be sure. He didn't want to do it and then find out he had screwed his marriage in addition to Jenny. Another problem was how he would be able to behave to Jenny, knowing he'd stupped her. The biggest problem, maybe, how would he handle knowing Joe's kid was really his. The thing was, they were next door neighbors and it was true David, his son, while loving him as his daddy, treated Joe like a second father. It gave the kid an advantage over the other kids in the neighborhood because Joe was around to help when Don couldn't be. No matter who knocked Jenny up, he knew he would be almost as close to Joe's kids as Joe was. So maybe that wouldn't be that much of a problem. He decided to talk to Joe next weekend, and make his mind up then. Jenny called Diane during the week inviting them over to dinner Saturday and to go out to a movie afterward. As usual they had a good time that evening, and after the movie Joe invited them in for coffee. The gals headed to the kitchen as usual to talk and make the coffee while Don and Joe sat in the living room. Don immediately brought up the subject he had been wrestling with all week, and threw out a bunch of questions for Joe to answer. When the gals came out with the coffee half an hour later they were still a ways from Don being able to make a decision. One of the things making it so tough was that he couldn't discuss it with Diane. After coffee, Joe asked Don to come over Sunday afternoon to help him with a make a repair to his fence in back. Don said yes of course, and then Diane suggested Jenny come over and help her on some curtains since the guys would be out of their hair. The next day, Joe handled all of Don's questions, but refused to discuss how they could work it until Don agreed to the plan. Don, though he still felt uncomfortable about it, finally agreed. - - - - - Joe's plan was really pretty simple. Joe claimed he lifted most of it intact from the same story on the web that had given him the answer to his problem. In a nutshell, the two couples would take a long weekend together. That was something they did a couple times a year anyway. He'd even picked out the small lake resort. They would go to Lake Hanson, a place the girls had been talking about for a while. They would get adjoining rooms, then party all afternoon, getting both girls smashed. After Joe put Jenny to bed and she was asleep, he and Don would trade rooms and Don could do his thing. Diane couldn't handle her drinks as well as Jenny could, so she would never know Don had left. Joe figured Don could get the job done in less than an hour, maybe an hour and a half max. When he was done, he'd leave and Joe would slip back in and spend the rest of the night with Jenny. It sounded simple enough to Don, but he quizzed Joe pretty hard on just how he would feel knowing Don was in doing his wife. Joe told him first of all it was something he, Joe, was setting up so he couldn't get mad at Don. And Jenny wouldn't be aware of the deception so he didn't feel it was like adultery, just a more personal way of getting her PG. The two were quiet for a time, then Don told Joe he'd go along. He vowed to himself, he would not make any of the sly little innuendo the two of them threw into all their conversations, even to reply to one of Joe's. He'd just laugh and let it go. Some three weeks later Joe and Jenny showed up on Don's doorstep on a Wednesday night. Jenny was bubbling over, Joe had won a three night stay for a party of four at Lake Hanson which was a three hour drive north of them. Joe explained it was a small resort, trying to get their name out in the public, and wanted to bring people in during their slower season. Jenny and Joe wanted Diane and Don to come with them if Don could get the time off. It had to be Friday through Sunday the weekend after this one. They had a small nightclub attached, golf, fishing and a lot of relaxation. Even had an indoor pool, if it was too cool for the lake. It was an easy sale, because the gals had talked about how much fun some of their friends had when they visited LakeHanson. Diane jumped up, threw her arms around Don and kept kissing him until he said yes. It was a quiet time at work, and he had a lot of comp time coming so that shouldn't be a problem. The guys made sure not to hint they had already set everything up last Friday. Joe said he would make the arrangements and they spent the evening planning, the girls getting themselves excited over the unexpected holiday. Diane called her mother that night and made arrangements for David's grandma, her mother, to take care of him while they were gone. They would leave Thursday right after work, and eat dinner on the way up or maybe at the resort. They would come back Sunday afternoon. It looked like fun. While the women were out in the kitchen chattering, Joe told Don that Jenny would be at her most fertile period the three nights they would be at the lodge. He was a little worried that Don hadn't had enough time to get time off. Don assured him it would be no problem. They decided to make the final preparations after they had seen the rooms. THURSDAY Diane was like a happy schoolgirl waiting for the big day to arrive and Don had lost five pounds worrying. The more he considered what they were planning, the wronger it seemed. He finally came to terms with his conscience by promising himself he would be there only to provide the sperm. There would be pleasure of course, he couldn't get around that, but he would be there only long enough to inject the sperm, and then would leave. For one reason or another Diane and he hadn't done the deed since last Friday, an unusually long time, and his balls were loaded. He didn't think it would take long to perform his service, at least not Thursday night. When they reached the resort, it was like a picture of what a quiet country lodge should be like. Joe had reserved two rooms with a connecting door. Which should make it easy to complete their plan. When the women took off to walk around the garden on the ground, Don and Joe stepped outside for a walk themselves. They walked out onto the dock where they were completely alone where Joe laid out his plan for Don's approval. Joe would play bartender like usual and would feed Jenny and Diane doubles in some fruit coolers. He didn't think either gal could be able to spot the amount of alcohol she was drinking. As bartender in their room Joe was going to tell the wives he was fixing a special drink he'd been told about earlier in the week. Joe told Don to wait half an hour after going to bed, or until he was sure Diane was sound asleep. He would come on through the connecting door into Joe and Jenny's room, which would be unlocked. When Don came in, Joe would step into Don's room where he would grab a chair and wait until Don came back. If it was too long a wait, he might lie down on the bed and nap while he was waiting. He just couldn't stay in the room while Don was fucking his wife. Don told him it wouldn't be a long wait, but Joe told him to make sure the deed was done right. He figured it would take at least an hour and a half. And if the door was locked between the rooms when he was done, Don was just to rap softly. Joe would hear him and they would exchange rooms again. Joe laughed suddenly, "Hey! I might fall asleep on the bed waiting for you. If that happens, just wait a few minutes and tap again." Joe was a light sleeper, and it wouldn't take much to wake up. Going back to their rooms, the two guys went into Don's room. Don immediately opened the double connecting doors between the rooms. The door on Don's side opened with the just a turn of the doorknob. But he needed the key to Joe's room to open the second door into Joe's room from his room. The doors had little buttons below the latch on the edge of the door. He made a show of looking it over, and saw the upper button was pushed in. He clowned to Joe about pushing the knobs, but left his door with the lower button pushed in, in the unlocked position when he was done. That way, leaving the door unlocked he figured he didn't have to rap on the door and maybe wake Diane or Jenny. That was the one weakness in the plan to his mind. They were both heavy sleepers though, and once asleep he didn't expect either to stir until around 3:00 AM when Diane usually had to make a trip to the john. The thing was, with all the booze they would be feeding her, she might not behave as she usually did. They had a good time that night, but everyone was tired, so they went to their rooms early. Once there, Joe started making some seemingly innocent fruit drinks, but Don noticed the rum bottle seemed to be emptying fast even if his own drink was pretty bland. The doors between the rooms were both open, and at one point Joe went into Don's room and shut the two doors. Then he shouted loudly for Don to open the door. After a moment he came in grinning, and asked if anyone had heard him. The answer was an absolute no, so he made jokes about the reason for the management soundproofing the lodge so well. By 11:15 PM Jenny was pretty snockered, and they decided to call it a night. Fifteen minutes later, everyone was in bed and as Joe was closing the doors between the rooms he commented that Jenny was already sound asleep. She was snoring, too, something she seldom did. Don was surprised, but Diane fell into a deep sleep within ten minutes after he turned the lights out. He waited another ten minutes then eased out of bed, just sliding out from under the covers. He was glad that for once Diane hadn't thrown an arm over him when she went to sleep. As he was heading toward the door, he passed the chair beside the dresser where he had undressed and left his clothes and the dot kit holding his bathroom gear. He pulled a tube of KY lubricant out and took it with him. Smiling to himself he imagined how he looked, buck-naked and carrying the tube of KY. Someone might get suspicious. As Don opened the door on his side, and checked that the lower button on the door was still pushed in. The door was still unlocked. He tapped on the door to Joe's room and a couple seconds later, Joe opened the door. The two men passed one another trading rooms, and Don heard the door opening into his room snick shut as he shut the one on Joe's side. Don headed to the bed where Jenny was sleeping. Joe had left the drapes opened slightly, giving barely enough light to allow him to see walk without running into things. He wished now he had done the same in his room. The room he left was pitch black. Jenny was lying on her side, facing toward the window and away from where he was standing. He was happy to see she was mostly uncovered, and wearing a shorty nightgown. Leaning carefully over her sleeping figure, he slipped the gown up to her waist, and was surprised to see she wasn't wearing panties. Well, that made his job that much easier. She was lying with her knees were drawn up, hugging a pillow tight to her breast. Don was paralyzed with conscience for a moment. Like all moderately attractive men, he hadn't had women crawling all over him, but he had received some pretty nice 'offers' for his services from women who weren't perhaps as constant to their men as Don thought was appropriate. He had been careful not to hurt their feelings, but had turned them alldown. Don believed strongly that when a man and woman promised themselves to one another, it was permanent. He felt that once the boundary of faithfulness was breached, it became easier and easier to ignore. He thought of it like a dam; once a leak started, it slowly grew as it eroded the strength around it that was holding the lake inside. Unless drastic and strong action was taken, the dam would finally break allowing the love it was holding to all drain out. He never meant to allow the doubtful pleasure in sex to endanger his marriage and life. He and Diane had discussed it years ago, when they were dating. They were in complete agreement. He was even surer after Dave came along. His son deserved the base of a strong family to grow into and develop. While watching Jenny, he uncapped the KY, and smeared his cock liberally. At one point he had been worried about getting an erection, but that was obviously not going to be a problem tonight. Jenny looked really good lying there, and it had been a week since he had any sex. After almost a week without sex, when he was used to getting it nightly, he was big as he got and hard as a rock. Gently lying down behind Jenny, he moved so his groin was next to hers, then put his cockhead directly against her pussy. The KY and the steel of his cock pushed open her pussy lips easily, and a little flex of his hips was all it took for him to slip easily all the way up into her tightness. Jenny sighed as he entered her, and he held still. He couldn't help just soaking in the pleasure of her cunt surrounding his cock. It felt so good, he wanted to just hold it there, but he remembered his vow to himself, and to Diane too though she would never know of it. This was not for anyone's pleasure, and he would not allow himself to use her as pleasure. He had a woman already, a marvelous one. She was the one for his pleasure. Pushing again, he felt his cock push against her cervix and heard her breath catch in her throat. He decided to try something he had considered in the past. Without withdrawing his shaft he started a series of pushes against Jenny's cervix. He had noticed the different pleasure it seemed to give him, and he was convinced he could bring himself to ejaculation with only this. And if the gal was horny, he was sure he would be able to get her off, also. As he continued his thrusts into her pussy, he heard Jenny's breathing was coming faster. She was already panting. Putting both hands on her shoulders, he started pulling her body down onto his erection every time he pushed up. Almost at once, he could feel his balls tighten, and felt the pussy in which he was buried begin to spasm around the pole jammed hard and deep into its smooth, wet, slick depths. It seemed like only seconds before the first shot left his over-filled balls to shoot out through his shaft and splash hard against his friend's wife's cervix. It was followed by another and then yet another, all stronger than the last. He was sure he was injecting his semen directly into her womb, where it would do the most good. Then he seemed to be ejaculating small blasts almost continually. It seemed like minutes before his balls were emptied. For a moment he felt lightheaded after the monster cum. Don felt empty, and the orgasm seemed to have lasted longer than any before in his experience. When his jism stopped pumping into Jenny, he had to lie quietly to catch his breath and get his heart back near normal. From the sound of her breathing, Jenny may have slipped back into a deeper sleep. He could understand that, it was all he could do not to drop off himself after that. He was sure she had been half-awake and enjoying what he hoped was her impregnation. Totally exhausted, Don lay for just a moment to catch his breath and enjoy the sensation of his cock being buried totally within the sleeping woman's vagina. He suddenly shook himself, realizing he had drifted off into sleep. Glancing at the small travel alarm clock Joe had set on the bedside table, he was relieved to see he had been under for twenty minutes at the most. What amazed him was the erection he still sported. And which was still buried deeply in the lovely woman still sleeping with her back against him. As he relaxed a moment longer, he became aware his hips were gently working his cock in and out of Jenny's quim. It was only seconds before he became lost in the sensation, and without thought began slowly building the rhythm. He was lost again when he felt Jenny's hips responding, and little ripples began running through her deep-well, up and down his buried shaft. It was only moments before the two were again lustily fucking at one another. Deep in his mind, Don knew he had to stop but it was now impossible. If he stopped now, he reasoned she would surely awake and ask why her lover would leave her gasping and unfulfilled. The smell of sex surrounded him, complimenting the sucking, smacking sounds as his prong shafted in and out of Jenny's quim. When the word 'unfulfilled' flashed into his mind, he almost laughed. What he did do was unintentionally to give two mighty thrusts into her, tipping her over the edge, and into a Screaming Orgasm. Frightened that she was now wide wake and would roll over and discover it was his cock buried within her, Don snuggled up next to her back and threw his upper arm around her. His hand landing directly on a breast, he began kneading it, gently stroking a finger over the nipple and then pinching and pulling the nipple. He was still buried in her, stroking in and out, continuing her climax far past what he considered normal. He had not yet emptied himself into her belly for the second time. Giving in, knowing only one way the charade could be completed successfully, he began enthusiastically fucking the women his cock was buried inside. And she was as enthusiastic in her response! While Don and Diane had used this position before, it was not a familiar one and the novelty began driving his pleasure higher. This was going to be the last eruption for the night. Though it was dark, but he didn't trust Jenny not to recognize a stranger was stupping her if she glimpsed him as he pulled out of her bed. And he knew only one way to ensure his identity was hidden from the now gasping, moaning, thrashing woman now enthusiastically fucking him and his rod that as it drove repeatedly so deeply into her. Jenny suddenly screamed, scaring Don. It almost literally scared the piss out of him. If he weren't so hard he knew later it probably would have. As it was, it had no effect on his rampant member, which he now held deep and hard buried in the cunt that was spasming around it again. When she came down from that climax, Don began experimenting. By shifting his hips he could change the 'angle of attack' and produce new and different sensations within the struggling Jenny. With his upper arm he left her tit and moved down to her bush where he began fondling her sex from the front even as he drove savagely into her from behind. Working the other arm under her he grasped her lower breast and went to work on it. And everything he did at that point seemed to give her another cum; small, huge, in between, one after another they came, she cam and still she fucked on. Don now believed the only way he could escape from this was to fuck her into exhaustion again. And even as randy as he now felt, he wasn't sure he could outlast this mad woman, now insanely spasming around his cock. They fucked, then fucked some more and Don could now feel his own cum building in his balls again. The thought came that while he had been known to blast his sperm several times a night, it took at least an hour between shots. Raising his head he again glanced at the clock. They had been fucking for over an hour since he woke from the small nap. Feeling the impending explosion in his gonads, knowing he could hold out mere minutes longer Don stretched down with the hand cupping her bush. Extending his middle finger he laid it on her clit, and started firmly but gently pushing down with the rhythm of their fuck. He could feel and hear Jenny gasp and shudder at the new sensation. His semen blasted out of him again, directly against her cervix and into her uterus. To him, it felt even greater than the first one that had emptied his balls that evening. And it was enough. Jenny shrieked, clenching her entire body she shook and spasmed around him. He crushed her to him with his arms, and kissed and chewed the back of her neck. And it seemed to go on and on and on. Then it was over. Don was holding an unconscious woman in his arms. He was afraid for a moment he had done her some harm, but her soft purr as she lay there convinced him she was fine. He worked his arm out from under her, covered her up, and staggered off the bed on weak, unsteady legs. Grabbing the KY, he made it to the connecting doors and tried to open them to escape. The one opening into Joe's room opened but the one he had left unlocked into his room was now again locked. Leaning tiredly against the doorjamb, he rapped gently praying that Joe would hear. It must have been ten minutes before Joe heard him and opened the door. Don started to whisper to him, but Joe put a hand over Don's mouth and mouthed, "We'll talk tomorrow, old buddy." Then he quietly passed into his own room and shut the door behind him. Don was left standing in the inky blackness of his own room and listening to the night sounds. He heard his wife rustling in the bed as she turned to a more comfortable position. Satisfied she was still asleep, but now worried sick, he stumbled his way over to his bed and crawled into it. Some of his worry was eased when Diane murmured, "I do love you, you big lunk." Suddenly he felt sick, what if she needed loving now. He pulled her close and whispered, "I love you too, Diane. But I'm pretty tired now, can we wait until tomorrow?" There was a strange timbre in her voice, almost brusqueness when she answered, "I'm tired too, go to sleep." Then she curled up on her side of the bed and seemed to drop off into a restless sleep. Don puzzled about her response, something seemed off beat. But he thought of it only for a moment, accepting he had awakened her from a deep sleep, partially caused by too much rum. FRIDAY Both couples slept in the next morning, and everybody woke up in a good mood except Don. Don had spent the night staring at the ceiling. After he had climbed into his own bed, Don had been troubled by the lust that had overcome him. He had vowed to himself, and silently to Diane who knew nothing about the planned impregnation, that he would keep detached emotionally during the required intercourse. Instead, he had used a sexual position that was not familiar. Then he got caught up in exploring the opportunities and sensations that were available to entering a woman from behind while they lay on their sides and in the end got carried away with fucking someone new. Because of all that he had two enormous cums, blowing a huge amount of sperm into Jenny. And worse, Jenny woke up during the act, which wasn't really surprising, but he had given her an untold number of small climaxes and at least two huge orgasms. Now he felt closeness toward her, which was completely out of place. That was an emotional tie he always felt toward a sexual partner, and was just one of the many reasons he couldn't accept even the thought of adultery. He didn't know about other men, or any women, but when he was 'intimate' with a woman he felt in some small way she belonged to him. He knew he could be very possessive, and worried about how it would now affect his relationship with Jenny, and even with Diane. At breakfast, both girls were acting what he called 'flirty flirty'. And Joe, too, was looking as happy as Don had ever seen him. Don didn't really understand it, as Joe knew Jenny's body had been very thoroughly fucked by another man. But it didn't seem to bother him at all. As for Don, he seemed to be living in a fog. He smiled and laughed at the other's jokes and behavior. He even tried to tease Jenny back when she flirted with him, but his heart just wasn't in it. He kept fighting his conscience, and his sense of fairness to Diane. He was scheduled to perform again tonight, and he wasn't at all sure he could. Late in the afternoon he finally was able to get Joe alone. "Joe, I just don't know about tonight. It just doesn't feel right," he began. Joe broke in with a laugh, "Don, chill man. Jenny hasn't complained and Diane seems more chipper than I've ever seen her. You're doing us a real favor, Don. You don't know how Jenny has been pining for a child. Think of this as an incredible favor for us, and especially Jenny. She's going to be ecstatic when she learns she's going to be a mother." "That's just it, Joe. I'm wondering if I can keep the distance from the baby once it is here. This is messing with my head, I'm not sure I can handle it. I'd like to back out now, Joe. This is really getting me," he replied. "Let's forget this," Joe took a long look at him. Then the two men turned to look over the lake. "No, Don; I'm going to hold you to this. I'm not sure why you are so uptight about this. The only outcome I see will be joy for Jenny, me and even you and Diane. You know the bond between Dave and myself. You'll have the same with my child. I can't see anything but happiness all around." With that the two men were silent. That evening they shared a fabulous meal at the inn, and then went dancing. Don loosened up at last, and the four had a great time. Don spent almost as much time dancing with Jenny as he did with Diane. To his occasional embarrassment, considering the situation, Jenny flirted shamelessly with him. He got a big 'un while dancing with her, and was sure she had to feel it prodding her belly on at least one occasion. She didn't do anything out of the ordinary, it just seemed loaded differently that night. On top of that Diane had been acting a little strange all evening. He couldn't put his finger on what was different, but something didn't click. The four gathered in Don's room again that night. And as on the night before, Joe was bartender and soon had both women feeling no pain. Just after 1:30 Joe took Jenny next door, saying good night. Diane was so out of it Don said goodnight to Joe then undressed her and put her to bed. Following her to bed he lay awake waiting for the clock to roll around to 2:00. When the hour arrived he slipped out of bed and headed for the door. When he picked the KY jelly out of his bathroom kit on the dresser, he also picked up the room key. He wasn't going to be caught in Joe's room tonight just because Joe fell asleep waiting for him again. The two men swapped rooms just as they had the night before, and the lighting in Joe's room was the same as last night. Don had left the curtains in his room open just a hair to help him see to get back in bed after this assignation was completed. Laying the room key on the dresser by the door, he shuffled over to Jenny's bed and slipped under the covers. As on the night before, Jenny was lying with her back to him and her legs drawn up. And she seemed to have added some perfume after they left the dance floor. Remembering last night and how quickly Jenny became wet, he put only a light coat of KY on his cockhead, just enough to get it started in. Sliding down further under the covers behind her, he put his fingers on her slit and lightly rubbed her. Almost immediately he felt her lips open to him and felt the wetness inside her hole. The smell of her arousal wafted up from the covers. He thought he was hard before, but it felt like his cock grew another inch. Placing his cock at her opening he pushed lightly and Jenny's labia blossomed open for him. She was already hot. Using little short strokes to work his prick in he was soon again buried to the balls. Then he rested, marinating in the hot wetness of her depths. Soon he began slowly pumping in and out of her. Tonight he was determined not to get lost in the pleasure of fucking this lovely woman. She was his wife's best friend, and Jenny herself was one of his dearest friends. She had given no permission for him to plumb her depths, so what he was doing was really rape, even if Joe had asked him to do it. Tonight he would deposit his sperm, and not allow himself to wallow in the ecstasy coming from being buried so deeply in her wonderfully tight passage. He had a wife, a lover. His own code would not allow him to seek these pleasures from other than the one he loved, the woman who vowed to save herself only for him. This wasn't something he had sought, and he was not going to allow himself to take any more pleasure from it than was necessary to impregnate her. He wondered again what strange quirk made Joe, and he supposed Jenny, unable to accept artificial insemination. It seemed so much safer and surer than having a friend slip into bed with Jenny. And the emotional debt wouldn't be there. Then he remembered Joe saying they could not afford it, and Jenny of course didn't know what was going on. It scared him when he thought of what might happen if she discovered him here. Just as the night before, he began to feel the welcoming cunt become active around his shaft. Soon he was sure Jenny was on the brink of another strong orgasm. Feeling his own balls begin responding to the sensations surrounding it, he picked up his speed. Soon he was pounding hard into Jenny's sex, and he could feel and hear her mounting passion. He knew she was awake, she was fucking him back as hard as he was driving into her. Only the extreme ecstasy gripping him kept Don from panicking. Without thinking he knew the only way to keep his identity unknown was to give her such a climax she was temporarily lost in the euphoria. Just as last night, he reached around with his hand and found her clit. Using the perfect soft but firm touch he caressed it, adding pressure each time he bottomed out in her pit. As last night, he began grinding his cockhead against her cervix at the deepest penetration. Her breath caught, and she moaned loudly each time that he did. It was only moments before her contractions increased both in strength and in speed and his balls began to boil and tighten. Then he exploded inside her. She screamed! And she convulsed! Not only around him but her whole body seemed to go into spasm. It was awesome and seemed to last for hours, but of course lasted a minute or less. Still, it was the greatest pleasure he remembered giving a woman. His seed overflowed her, and bathed his balls with his semen. Jenny suddenly collapsed beside him, going completely limp just as she had the night before. Knowing she would need to cuddle when she aroused from her swoon, he carefully pulled his still half-erect shaft out of her welcoming cunt, and slid back away from her. Once clear so he would not nudge her, Don came to his feet next to the bed. Glancing at the clock Joe had put on the bedside table he was stunned to find that the explosion the two of them had gone through had taken less than 10 minutes. Well, tonight he had kept his vow not to savor the pleasure of another woman. When he and Diane made love, it always took at least half an hour. They had been known to keep one another busy for well over an hour, just pumping. He never had counted the lengthy foreplay they always enjoyed. And Diane and he always went to sleep cuddled close in one another's arms. From the feel of his balls, it would be sometime before they could fire again, maybe if he recovered in time he could leave a load in the woman he loved. Careful to take the KY, he lifted the key off the dresser where he had left it, and opened the first door. Not to his surprise, he again found the door opening into his room locked. His lips curled in a smile to think that Joe had done it again. He must be slipping the lock on as he was closing the door, thinking he was unlocking the door. Using the key, Don silently opened the inner door and passed through leaving both doors open behind him to make it easier and quicker for Joe to get back to his own wife. As he was leaning over, placing the key on the dresser, he heard someone whisper. He straightened up to answer, when he heard Joe's voice, "Hey, lover. No need to whisper, you can't hear a shout between these rooms when the doors are closed. Remember me checking it out? And Don won't be finished for at least another hour." "Bet he takes longer," he heard Diane say. "He's not had a new body in front of him since we were married. 'Lover boy' is liable to be there all night." "He may at that," Joe answered. "That woman of mine is sure to be a spitfire knowing she may be getting PG. But whatever, he won't be in here before he knocks on the door. I locked it again, so we won't get any surprises if he gets done early." Don fell heavily on the chair where he had laid his clothes. He wondered how the two he could just see under the covers in the bed, just ten feet from him, failed to hear the thunk he made when he hit the chair. He opened his mouth to speak, but only a small squeak came out. He felt he had been slammed in the gut, and the wind knocked completely out of him. "You know, I was pretty upset with both of you last night," he heard Diane say. "I almost threw you out and went home to mama." "I know, baby. And I wouldn't have blamed you. But as I explained, having Don father our kid was my idea, and Jenny liked it too. The game we're playing was Don's idea, but give him a break. Don's pretty straight and I bet he tells us he thought you already knew what this was all about or something like that." "Hey, big boy," Diane rejoined, "you'd better count me as one of those straight arrows too. And you said something about getting Jenny pregnant. Was that just smoke you were blowing to taste the peach?" "No way," Don heard Joe say. "I've got such a low sperm count, the Doc said I counted negative. We want a baby real bad honey. Jenny told me the only man she would ever consider having a baby with, other than yours truly, was Don. She's near as much in love with him as she is with me. She thinks he has more to make a great kid than I do. I should be the jealous one here, but you know I really kind of agree with her. I've got some really strange relatives, on both sides. I figure if I raise the kid, I'm the Daddy. Let Don be the sperm donor. The kid's going to walk and talk and act like me, he's going to call me daddy. The kids going to ask me to borrow the car, not Don." "Guess you're right, Joe," said Diane. "But damn it, I wish he had let me in on what was happening. He may have been sure I wouldn't go for this swap, and maybe I wouldn't have agreed. But he should have given me a chance. I feel like the son of a bitch loaned me out for a night or two while he tried another model. Right now I don't know what I would have said before he sent you in to slip that big salami to me. I'm still pretty steamed at him for that." There was a short silence, and Don saw the covers moving then heard Joe say, with a throaty deep voice, "Feels to me you're steamed in another way, right now. Let's see what else that salami can do, Diane honey? We've got a lot of time to taste one another, let us see what we can do tonight." The bulge under the covers heaved up and Don heard a sloppy kiss, then heard his wife moan. He could just make out movement under the covers about where Diane's hands would be if she were running them over the ass of a man lying atop her. He heard her gasp and moan again. Fumbling, he gathered his clothes and started putting them on while tears silently ran down his face. Soon dressed, he sat back down for a moment, wondering what to do now as he listened to his wife and best friend making it under the covers on his bed. Finally standing, Don walked to the hall door making no effort to hide the noise. Hell, the two in the bed were too busy to hear him. He stumbled back to the dresser and picked up his wallet, car keys and the key to the hotel room. Walking stoop shouldered back to the door he paused a moment longer, with his hand on the door to the hall outside, uncertain as to what he should do. "Uhm, that was so nice," he heard Diane say as he paused, his forehead resting on the door, before going out. After a moment she continued, "Joe, I'm still so scared. What is Don going to say? Did he really agree for you to fuck me? I truly love him, and if I hadn't been so mad last night you never would have gotten in me. If I hadn't been so furious at Don, I guess I really wouldn't have even considered this. It's just I'm still so damned pissed at him. You're a good lover Joe, but I love Don, and if for no other reason that will always make him the best lover for me. And let me tell you, there are a lot of other reasons." "Diane, honey," Joe answered, "I know all that. If I didn't think the same was true of Jenny I wouldn't be here tonight. I wasn't planning to fuck you last night, but you were so sexy I couldn't stop myself. Besides that I guess I was a little jealous of Don being with Jenny." Jenny suddenly spoke from the doorway, "God, I'm sorry to interrupt, is Don here? He left me after giving me the strongest orgasm any woman has ever known. I didn't even know he got out of bed. I'm sorry Joe, but this is weird. Where is he?" Jenny was standing in the doorway between him and the others and he saw that he was hidden from the others by the door standing open between them. Knowing they couldn't see him he just stood, silently listening, trying to make sense out of this. Something didn't seem to fit and he couldn't figure out what it was. He didn't make a sound, just stood with his hand on the knob of the door to the hall. "What! What did you say?" Diane half shouted. A light snapped on in the room, but left him in shadows where he stood. He heard a sudden thump, and heard Joe's voice. The thump must have been Joe jumping out of bed. "He must be in the bathroom, Jenny." He almost snarled as he half ran back into his room. "Oh sweet Jesus!" Don heard from his wife. He heard her running toward the connecting room doors, her robe billow out behind her as she pulled it on. Jenny whirled, following them into her and Joe's room. "He's not IN the bathroom. After I recovered from what he did to me, I realized he had been gone too long and that's the first place I looked!" she exclaimed. Don stepped through the hall door and, as he began easing it closed, he heard Diane, "He's not here. Oh God, he's not here. This is so weird! What's going on?" Don shut the connecting door quietly and firmly, making sure it latched and locked. He had to think, and was so stunned and confused he had to be alone. Quietly opening the hall door Don stepped through. As he was closing it he heard Joe shout, "Don, are you in there? We have to talk, man. Open up!" and heard him pounding on the connecting door between the two rooms. Don stood for a moment, thinking then turned and strode to the stairs, going down them two at a time. Suddenly he felt hurried to get outside into the open air. Once there he half stumbled to his car, got in and drove off. Glancing in the rear view mirror as he turned down the long drive he saw only two windows lit in the resort, those to the rooms the four of them were occupying. His face gray and totally devoid of emotion he turned onto the road before the lodge, driving away from the highway and home. He had to get somewhere to think. At the lodge, Joe was still knocking on the connecting door but he had an unhappy expression on his face. Behind him his wife was just slipping on her robe. The worried and bewildered expression on her face added to the tension in the room. Diane had collapsed into one of the two overstuffed chairs. Her hands held to her face her body covered by the robe. She seemed completely unaware of anything but the monsters of worry and jealousy roaring through her head. Turning at last from the door, Joe turned to Diane and asked her to open the door to her room. Diane just looked at him, then suddenly understood he wanted the key, which she didn't have. She told him softly that the key was still in the room. Joe angrily stormed to the hall door and had actually opened it before Jenny reached him to stop him. Pointing out he was nude, she convinced him to dress before heading to the front desk to get someone to open the door to Diane's room. Diane surfaced from her fog enough to get on the phone while Joe was dressing and she called the front desk. Telling them she had been visiting with another couple and left her key in her room, she requested they open the door for her, explaining her husband was either so sound asleep he didn't hear her knock or himself had gone for a walk. It was almost 2:00 AM. It took fifteen minutes, but the door was finally opened and with trepidation, the three friends went in to see what had happened to Don. He wasn't there of course, and they found no indication where he had gone. The only things Diane found missing were the clothes he had worn yesterday. She assumed his wallet and keys were still in the pants pocket. The only room key they found was the one Diane had in her purse so he must have taken the key. Joe tried to cheer Diane up by telling her Don was just off to think. His taking the room key showed he was planning on returning soon. Diane sat down on the high-backed chair Don had dropped his clothes on when he got ready for bed. The chair he had collapsed onto when he heard and saw Diane in bed with Joe. "Joe," she began slowly, "what exactly is going on? I mean, this was weird to begin with and it's gotten worse. What's going on!" Joe, speechless for once, just kind of looked around obviously not knowing what to say. Jenny broke in, "Diane, honey, this thing is maybe my fault. But I can't figure out why Don disappeared." She then told Diane how she wanted a baby, and the problems she and Joe had run into. Summing up the story, she added, "So you see, honey, Joe and I talked and he understood how bad I wanted to be a real mother. I asked about artificial insemination, and we talked it over. It made sense so then we discussed who would be the sperm donor. When it came down to it though, I couldn't handle having some strangers cum poked into me, it just made me shudder. Joe is the only boy in his family, and we can't stand any of his cousins. Most of them are a little strange, and don't even mention our brothers-in-law. When we started considering men we knew there was only one, and that was Don." Diane looked confused, "So how come I woke up the other night and find out Don had snuck off into your room? What's that have to do with artificial insemination? I married the guy, you don't have to sell me on his good qualities, although last night he was almost dead" Jenny, looking uncomfortable, answered, "Well see, Diane, when we got around to talking to the Doc's about it we found out what it costs. We can handle raising a kid, and with luck we maybe can help get it into some college or other. But they're asking thousands of dollars to get some Doc to play with a fake cock to get you pregnant. We don't have the kind of money to both get pregnant and raise the kid." She shrugged helplessly, then continued, "So we, that is I cause Joe wasn't real fond of the idea for a while, I asked Joe if we could just have Don get me pregnant. I figured we'd talk it over as two couples and if you and Don were OK with it, and Joe said he was, then Don and I could do it a couple times when I was fertile and that would be it." Jenny stopped talking, and went to the dresser where Don had left a bottle of Canadian Club, where she poured herself a drink and fished out an ice cube from the nearly melted ice bucket. As she did so she continued, "What happened Diane, was Don told Joe he wanted to play out a fantasy he had, using me as a 'victim'. He was going to sneak into the room, slip in my bed and then 'do me' in my sleep. I wasn't to wake up until he was actually in me. Guess he didn't tell you that part of it when you agreed to the idea, huh." "Uhm," Joe broke in, before Diane could say anything, "it was a bit more complicated than that. I guess Don had some kinky ideas I never gave him credit for. What he wanted was for him to go do Jenny like she said, but he never talked it over with Diane." Jenny exploded, "What the Hell are you saying! That son of a bitch didn't clear this with Diane! Holy shit Red Rider, did you go along with that?" she asked Joe. "Let me explain," Joe said, throwing his hands in the air, " Don said he and Diane had the same fantasy, with Diane being the gal getting it while she was asleep. He told me Diane was really attracted to me, and they had played that game out often enough that he knew she would really like it. He said she would get a real kick out of finding out their game was real. He convinced me she'd have no problem with either Don going with you or me doing her. Last night I found out that wasn't quite the way it was, but it was a bit late to change things then. He was already doing you Jenny, before Diane woke up while I was getting her hot. I was worried Diane would kill him, and then me if I couldn't settle her down. Sorry about that." The room fell into silence, with Diane steaming in her chair and Jenny sipping her drink. After an hour or so, Joe stepped back into his room and went back to bed. He figured neither woman was going to let him do her that night, and his balls were about to burst. He'd really been looking forward to a long session with Diane before good old Don got done with Jenny. It didn't help when he rolled into bed and right into the huge wet spot that Don and Jenny had left in the bed. He got up and took a shower to get the slime off him, then crawled into the room's second bed and went to sleep. SATURDAY Don drove for a half-hour before coming to another lake. Finding a place to park with a good view he sat down to think. Nothing seemed to make sense. At first he figured Diane and Joe had a thing going, and his heart almost broke. Then he remembered their conversation, and got totally confused. He knew he wasn't the smartest chicken in the hutch, but what he knew and heard just didn't add up. For one thing, when Jenny burst into the room she seemed to know he had just done her. She wasn't mad, but instead was upset that she couldn't find him. And it had sounded like Diane and Joe had gotten it on last night, when he found the door locked. That hurt a lot, but he couldn't really hold it against her because he'd just done Jenny, twice. But everyone seemed to be more aware of what had been going on then he was. He was very confused, very hurt and he felt very lonely. Pretty soon he got cold, too, so he left the lake and drove until he found an all night diner. He went in and got a cup of coffee and a roll. He sat there well past sun up, and the waitress was beginning to suggest they needed his stool for paying customers so he got back into the car and started heading back the way he came. He mentally tossed a coin to decide whether he should drive on home, or head back to Lake Hanson. Finally he let the road make up his mind. He decided if he saw a Ford before he saw a Chevrolet, he'd go to the lodge, otherwise he'd drive home. When he saw an old Ford Pinto, it was just in time to make the turn to the lodge. He smiled when he thought even the fates couldn't make up their minds. Pulling into the parking lot, he wondered if the other three were even there. They could have decided to head home themselves after he bombed out on them. He parked behind the building and took the stairs to their rooms. Entering his and Diane's room he found no one there. Interestingly, the two connecting doors were both wide open. A quick glance showed no one there, either. He was relieved to find their suitcases still there and unpacked. So no decision had been made to leave. It was almost 9:00, and he felt gritty and tired. The best and quickest solution was a good shower so he stepped in and took a long, Don was just buttoning his shirt when the door opened and the three others walked in. Diane took one look at him, and started yelling at him. The strange thing was he couldn't quite understand what she was yelling about. Joe on the other hand, as soon as Diane started on him, took Jenny's hand and pulled her into their room, shutting the connecting doors behind them. Diane finally wound down, and she looked mad enough to come after him with anything handy. "Diane," he started, "I understand you're angry, I'm pretty upset myself, but I don't really..." "Don't try to sweet talk your way out of this, buddy," she interrupted. "Jenny and Joe already told me all about it. I've got no problem with helping Jenny out, but the rest of it was pretty low." "Jenny told you what was going on, Diane?" he asked. "Sure, did you expect her to keep quiet? That 'game' you wanted to play was pretty slimy, too." "What the hell game was that, Diane? I don't know what you're talking about!" "Jesus Christ! I can forgive you helping Jenny out. Wanting to play games doing it is disgusting but that's between the two of you. Assuming you planned on this being the one and only time. But pulling me into it was about as slimy as it comes. I'm your wife you creep! What the hell did you think you were doing, giving me away?" She was almost shouting when she finished. "Diane, yelling at one another isn't going to get my mind clear on just what happened. And right now I'm convinced I didn't really know what was going on." Don stopped and looked at his wife's angry face, "Diane, if I ask you some questions, can you answer them without attacking me?" When she glared at him and nodded, he continued, "First, you are madder than I've ever seen you. Is there reason to talk now, or should we wait? And maybe more to the point are you so mad at me there's no reason to talk?" "Buster, we have to talk," she snarled at him, "and we start now! Ask your questions, and then I have some lulus for you." "OK, second question; did Jenny know about what was going on? And second part, what did she say was going on?" Snorting, Diane answered, "Of course she knew what was going on, it was her idea in the first place. I guess she wasn't too fond of the games you wanted to play, but didn't see any harm in them. She wanted to have a baby, couldn't afford artificial insemination, wanted it to be from her body and the only man she knew other than Joe that she wanted to father that baby was you. She's had some real second thoughts about that, I can tell you." Don thought a moment. "And how much of this did you know about, Diane? Had Jenny and you been talking before we came up here?" he asked. "How could I have found out, when you told them you wanted me to be 'surprised'. I guess Jenny figured you had cleared it with me, or she wouldn't have gone on with it. I found out about it when you went sashaying out of here and into Jenny's bed that first night. I woke up to what I thought was you getting amorous, but when the guy behind me crammed himself inside me, I knew it wasn't you." "That was a real shitty thing for you to do to me, lover. If it hadn't been that Joe was so sweet and understanding I would have been back home when you completed your little fun and games with Jenny. Wow, was I mad! When you came back to bed I didn't even want to touch you I was so mad." "So," Don started, then paused, looking at Diane, "uh, what did Joe tell you that night?" "The whole story. When I found out about it, I did Joe just to get even. He was pretty good, so we ended up doing it the right way a couple times before you were ready to come back here," was her answer. Then Diane took a good look at her husband's face, and wondered if he had the flu or something. He looked really sick all of a sudden. Don did feel really ill and thought for a moment before posing his next question. "Diane, I'd like to tell you what I knew driving up here. Is that all right? It's a bit different from what Jenny and Joe told you, and I'm pretty confused myself. Will you listen to me?" Diane was a little concerned at the look on Don's face, "Sure Don. I don't know how you explaining what you were planning can help matters any. May have made a difference if we talked it over before. You may have been right that I wouldn't have gone along. Probably would have said yes to helping Jenny, but this game idea was pretty sick. I pretty much heard it all last night and this morning, but go ahead." "Joe came to me a month or so ago and told me that Jenny and he wanted a kid, but he had no sperm in his semen. Gave me the same song about ways to get a kid if you can't have one the usual way." He paused, "That's pretty much what they told you. But Joe told me he was really worried about Jenny, and worried about their marriage. If he couldn't give her a kid, he was afraid she was going to leave him." He paused until Diane nodded, then continued, "Joe said he wanted me to be the father of their kid. He told me Jenny didn't know about it, and figured she would be pissed if he suggested it, but it was the only way he could figure to save their marriage. Until Jenny came barging into our room where I was half paralyzed at finding you in bed and fucking Joe I still believed that. Guess I'm pretty stupid." Diane slumped down in one of the overstuffed chairs, and just looked at him. Don continued, "Honey, Joe said he had it all figured out. He'd get Jenny drunk, I'd sneak in and impregnate her while he waited in our room. You were supposed to be drunk too, so wouldn't notice all this. Then when I was done I'd come back here and go to bed. The only thing, when I tried to come back here the door was locked. I had to wait almost twenty minutes before Joe opened the door and we traded rooms. I figured Joe had set the lock accidentally, not knowing I'd already unlocked it and had fallen asleep waiting for me." "I had no idea we were trading wives too. I was trying to back out of the whole thing up until just before going into their room. After that it was too late to back out. I was trying to back out again last night. Only Joe was so sure only a baby could save their marriage, and I was the only one that could do that for them. It was all to help Jenny and Joe. I tried to make it as clinical as possible. At least for me. Jenny woke up and I had to give her a big orgasm to be able to make it back here without her being aware of the switch." The two of them sat and looked at one another for a few minutes. "Diane, the first I knew about you and Joe getting it on was this morning. I was with Jenny less then ten minutes, and took the room key with me so I wouldn't get locked out again. When I came in here I found you playing fun and games with Joe. It almost killed me." Diane sagged back further into the chair, her face now as gray as Don's. "I didn't know what to do," Don went on. "Your pillow talk with Joe didn't help me at all. I was so confused and was afraid that if I did anything it would be the wrong thing. I got dressed while you were making out, listening and watching you really enjoying him. I figured the damage had already been done, and my going ballistic wouldn't help. I was afraid that if I did anything I'd kill Joe. I was afraid I might go insane and scared I could even hurt you. We have a kid, and if I'd turned on the light and actually seen you and Joe naked together I know I would have killed him. I sure would have tried! He wouldn't have been able to stop me." "Diane, I decided we had to talk when I was rational and it didn't matter what you were doing then, it had already been done. And from listening to you I knew it wasn't the first time. I had gone to the door and was about to leave when Jenny came busting in. You pretty much know what happened after that. I've been sitting in a diner all night trying to figure out what was going on. Trying to figure where to go from here. I think I know now, but before anything else I have to know if we, you and I, can get past this." Diane sat staring at her husband. Don was sitting on the bed, elbows on his knees and his hands hanging down and staring at the beige carpet. She couldn't see his face. Glancing up Don saw his wife collapsed back into her chair, both hands up and covering her mouth. He had never seen her with such a white, pasty complexion. All the blood seemed to have left her face. The two sat staring at one another, each looking at their best friend, each wondering at the others actions the last forty-eight hours. Time drug on and on, until Diane spoke, "Don, are you telling me you didn't want to play games? That Jenny and Joe were lying to us?" "I don't quite know what I'm saying now, Diane. Yeah, I'm not into games. You already know that. You're telling me tonight was the first I'd heard of this game. Honey, why would you think I'd do something like that? Have we ever played any kind of game?" Before he could finish speaking they heard muffled voices coming from the room next door. They looked at one another, startled, as each recalled how sound didn't travel through the walls. But the voices rose and fell in volume, though they couldn't make out any words. Suddenly they heard a loud thump that sounded like it came from the hall. Don jumped up and ran to the room door. Yanking it open, he just glimpsed Joe's broad back as he disappeared down the stairs. Diane peered over his shoulder and they both just stood there wondering what was going on. Diane suddenly whirled to the door connecting the two rooms and was fumbling to open the door when Don heard someone rapping from the other side. Gingerly opening the door, Diane was almost knocked over when Jenny threw herself into her arms, half-collapsing to sob on her shoulder. "What's wrong," asked Diane. "Why did Joe storm out like that?" "Oh Diane," Jenny sobbed, "Joe and I just had a terrible fight! It started when I asked him what Don was so upset about. He told me he hadn't had a chance to clue Don in on the wife swapping. When I told him I was upset about that too, he just laughed and asked me what else I expected. If another man slept with his wife, Joe was going to get a piece of his wife in trade." Jenny broke out in fresh tears, and Diane helped her over to the bed to sit down. "When I asked Joe what Don had in mind when he came up with that stupid game if swapping wasn't it, he just said 'not exactly'. When I asked him what he meant by that, he just clamed up." Jenny broke into a fresh round of sobs, and it was some time before she could continue. "I kept on and kept on him until he got really pissed, and told me about this dumb story he found on the Internet. It was about some guy who couldn't have kids, like us. So he cooked it up with his best friend to have the friend impregnate her on a long weekend like this we're having now. In the story while the friend was impregnating the guys wife and risking his own marriage as a favor, the guy with the low sperm count was in the next room fucking the friends wife..." Jenny broke into sobs again. She was finally able to continue. "The other wife was drunk and out of it thanks to the guy setting this up. The guy crawled in bed with his friend's wife. That wife was drunk and out of it so he just fucked her. The friend returned to the room and found the guy stuffing his wife, and just watched. It was one of those stupid stories where the husband gets turned on so thinks it's just dandy to be cuckolded. Anyway, in the story the two guys both decide it was great so the second night they do it again, but this time both men know the others wife is going to get pumped." She sobbed again for a moment, "Joe's mad, because he can't figure out why Don's so upset. After all, Joe wasn't doing anything Don wasn't doing. He couldn't see the difference, and that's when we got to screaming at one another. How couldn't he see that Don was doing him a favor, and he repaid it by sticking it to Diane? Then he lied to Diane, and he may have broken up you guyses marriage. He lied to me, too," she sniffed. "I thought everyone knew about what we were doing. Joe told me that stupid game was Don's idea, since he had to get me pregnant. Oh God guys! I'm so sorry. Please, Diane! It wasn't Don's fault, don't blame him, please!" and she broke into another round of sobs. Diane held her and rocked her in her arms, thinking how strange to be comforting the woman that had just taken Don to bed. Don wandered over and sat in one of the overstuffed chairs and kept quiet. Jenny started talking again, "I started trying to find out what exactly happened, asking a lot of questions and we went at it pretty hot and heavy again. Anyway, Joe wouldn't let go of this 'getting even' thing with Don. I finally asked him what the big deal was. Did he want me to sleep with that little bimbo's husband where he worked because he'd been fucking her? He got real mad, and instead of denying it just told me that was different. I'd been pretty sure he was cheating. He had just admitted it and I blew my top." Jenny looked at Don, "God Don, I'm so sorry. When he started shouting at me I figured it out. That little game I thought you wanted to play was all Joe's idea. Jesus, Diane! We had agreed to ask you two if Don could be the father. I guess Joe made it sound like it was all his idea and didn't want you or I to know about it. I thought you knew about it! I asked him why he didn't ask Don to clear it with you. He asked how I expected him to get Don to approve him doing you, as jealous as he was of you! Then I figured out he was more interested in getting in your pants than he was in being a father. That's when I really exploded! That's when I started throwing things and he stormed out of the room!" Jenny collapsed sidewise onto the bed and buried her face in the pillow. Diane looked helplessly at Don, her own tears starting when she realized her judgement of her husband was entirely unfounded. Even worse, she knew how he must feel discovering his wife fornicating in front of him. And justifying her actions based on a web of lies. She hadn't even listened to what he wanted to say. Don got to his feet, and silently walked to the connecting doors. Glancing in, he saw one of the keys to the room on the dresser and scooped it up. Making sure both doors set so they couldn't be opened from the other room, then he set the security chain on the inside of Joe's room door. Shutting the two connecting doors behind him, he fastened the security chain in his room. Then walked back to the bed and the two women lying on it. Sitting next to his wife, Don pulled her into his arms and held her very tightly. Nestling her in his arms, he rested his chin on her head and looked out the window. When Diane had relaxed in his arms he picked her up, carried her around the king-sized bed and laid her down. Climbing over her he reached over to pull Jenny against him from one side and Diane against him on the other side. Lying quietly with an arm around each of them he let the women gather what comfort they could from his warmth and nearness. It was comforting to him when he felt them finally relax. After awhile all three drifted off to sleep. None of them had slept the night before. When he awoke he found the two women still cuddled closely against him, and both his arms numb and 'asleep'. Looking at the clock he was not surprised to discover it was after 2:00PM. Kissing each woman on the forehead to wake her, he suggested they get up and shower, then he would take them out to eat. Jenny timidly poked her head into her room. When she found it empty she used that shower. Diane jumped into the shower in her room while Don sorted out clean clothes and shaved. Once Diane was out, Don climbed into the shower, letting the hot water sooth his tensions he thought of the crisis the two families were facing. Dressed, he found Jenny back in his room along with her suitcase and toiletries. She was afraid Joe had been drinking all afternoon and he was pretty rowdy when he was 'under the weather'. She didn't want to face him until he sobered up. Leading them to where he had parked the car, Don was surprised to find he had parked right next to Joe's Ford. Headed to a Denny's Don had passed on his morning drive. They had a quick meal then returned to the lodge, picking up some snacks and sandwich makings on the way. The parking area was nearly full and Don had to park behind the lodge. Passing through the lobby on the way back to their rooms, they spotted Joe sitting at the bar. He was more than half sloshed and was being pretty friendly with a woman at the bar. A steely-eyed Jenny said she'd never seen the woman before. SATURDAY EVENING Back in Don's room the three settled in to discuss the past two days. Diane was very sympathetic with Jenny wanting a baby. To Don's surprise she agreed with Jenny that Don would be the good choice to father the child since Joe couldn't. Both women laughed at him when they saw his jaw had dropped to his chest. Diane explained she had been exploring her feelings ever since Don had returned and wasn't hurt. At first she was sure her marriage was in trouble. Then she had been hurt that Don not only betrayed her, but according to Joe had given Diane to Joe. Then last night, when Don left her to go to Jenny, she was so mad she was near murder. When she found Joe climbing into bed for sex with her she felt she had again been traded to Joe for Jenny. She felt that Don was treating her like a possession, not a person. She had never felt so lost in her life. That was the stage she was still in when Don came home that morning. Yesterday she had waited for Don to say something about what had happened, and of course he hadn't said a word. Don of course believed that Diane had been asleep when he left to go to Jenny. He didn't think Diane even knew about what was happening, and he was unaware that Joe had screwed her. When he disappeared after discovering Joe and Diane getting it on she was sure he didn't have the courage to face her after what he had done. When she finally found out what had been going on and why, Diane was surprised to find she sympathized with Jenny. When she searched her feelings she was not jealous of Jenny. With any other woman, it wouldn't have worked, but they were closer than sisters, and she didn't feel threatened by Jenny. In fact to Don's consternation she urged him to be sure Jenny had her baby. That was when Don got up and went to go for a walk around the lake. Taking the stairs leading directly to the lake walk Don paused to admire the view. He was so keyed up he almost took a swing at whoever suddenly put their hands on the back of his neck. Turning he was happy to see both women had followed him out to keep him company. They were over an hour in their stroll, watching a beautiful sunset before they returned. Coming back up the stairs they heard a banging and heard Joe demanding Don open the door. Poking their heads around the corner they found a very drunk Joe pounding on the door to Don's room and shouting for him to open the door. The three stood and watched until Joe pulled out the key to his own room and opened, breaking through the security chain in doing so. After Joe had gone in and shut the door behind him, they walked quietly to Don and Diane's room, entered and shut the door quietly behind them. Now didn't look like the time to talk to Joe. Jenny asked if she could stay with them, she wasn't sure how Joe would behave if she went in the room just then. They agreed, Diane telling her she should spend the night with them. At that Jenny blushed and the girls found Don's chin had dropped on his chest again. The three of them each had another drink before getting ready to go to bed together in the big king sized bed in Don and Diane's room. Unlike Jenny and Joe's room there was only the single bed, big as it was. It seemed like only minutes before they heard someone shouting in the hall, "God Damn woman's STILL not home!" Then the whole building seemed to shake when a door was slammed shut. "Oh god, that's Joe!" exclaimed Jenny. "Oh dear, what can I do now?" Diane told her to relax, the three of them were going to have a sleepover, and then she giggled. A grinning Jenny agreed. Don excused himself and took a long luxurious shower. When he got out he was feeling considerably better. For one thing, he began really hoping he and Diane could work out of this mess and remain together. After thinking a moment, Don put on a pair of boxers to sleep in. Normally he slept nude, but this didn't seem the time to do so. Throwing on his robe he went to rejoin his two lovely companions. Pouring and serving them each a drink he sat down on one of the two over stuffed chairs. The women were whispering and giggling to each other, and Don began thinking they really were planning a sleepover ala teen-age girls. Not sure how he was going to fit into this, he began fiddling with a button on the side of the chair. It suddenly opened up under him and with a shout he found himself laying out flat on a recliner. After the two women recovered from their hysterical laughter, Jenny excused herself and went in to take her shower. While she was gone, Diane sat down on his lap and laid back with him in the recliner and they had a soft talk. Diane now understood what had been going on, and the only thing she was upset about was Dons not telling her what was going on. She salved his feelings though, by kissing him and agreeing it wasn't his doing. She begged him to forgive her for her own infidelity. Don held her tightly and told her he figured out while drinking coffee in the diner that morning that Joe was pulling something pretty shabby. Something had been bothering since he had walked in on Joe and Diane in bed. Finally he decided the locked door between the two rooms was the best key to something being remiss. Not the first night, or even when he found it locked the second night, but seeing the two of them in bed it looked liked part of a well planned scheme. The first night could have been a mistake, the second was just too much of a coincidence. And he began thinking of the first night, and the long wait after he knocked before Joe had opened the door. He couldn't prove it, but he was sure Joe just wanted to be undisturbed while he had a go at Diane. It seemed Joe had been planning this to get into Diane's panties, knowing he had no chance any other way. They were snuggling one another in the big blue recliner when Jenny came out fresh from her shower. Diane gave Don a smooch, and trotted in for her turn in the shower and Don sat up in the recliner, leaving the footrest up. Jenny came over in her robe and perched on the arm of the chair Don was in, with one leg curled beneath her and the other long leg stretching down to the floor. The first thought to come to Don was how nice she smelled fresh from the shower, and kicked himself for it. Looking down at her hands Jenny began, "Don, I feel really guilty for what happened, pretty selfish too. I wanted the baby so bad, and I didn't think Diane would mind. It never occurred to me that you would get mad after all our flirting. I really thought you found me attractive. I'm so sorry!" Don looked at her, startled, "Jenny, where does that idea come from? The one that I don't think you're cute. Who ever said that?" "Well," she answered, "I know guys, and if a gal they think is sexy gives them the OK, you fellas all just jump on her. I kind of believed you thought I was, and didn't think it would be such a chore to make love to me. I'm real sorry." She had a fresh scrubbed look, and Don expected her to break into tears any moment. "JENNY!" Don shouted, "stop that right now! We've got some talking to do woman. Number one, you know damn well that I think you're drop dead gorgeous, and funny, and a lot of fun to be around. Where did you get the idea this weekend that I don't?" Don's loud shout had scared her, and she seemed to shrink a little as she replied, "Well, it's pretty obvious, isn't it? For gosh sakes, I was actually asking you to make love to me. And you could hardly bear to do even think of it! I mean, I never had that happen before. I know we're friends and all, and still are I guess. I hope," she added looking up at him from underneath her eyebrows. "It's just I thought you meant it when we were flirting." "Jenny," Don started, then paused. "Jenny you are a sexy little flirt. You have to know that if we weren't married I would be all over you like corn on a cob. But honey, we are married. I can't hurt Diane! My being reluctant to bop you had nothing to do with you, it was all about Diane and me. Don't you ever get any ideas you can't get any man you want. I'm just glad, for Diane's sake and mine that you don't think of me that way." "That comes from me, too," came Diane's voice from the door to the bathroom. "Jenny, I just heard the last of that. But believe me, you don't have to worry about guys wanting you." She got a devilish look in her eye. "Tell you a secret, girl friend. Some of our best sex has come after you and macho-man here were flirting on a Saturday. I ain't sure he even realized it, but I'm not real slow about things like that. Don never seemed to want to stray, so I never said anything, just gathered the bene's as they say. Nice benefits, too." Don sat and his head swiveled between the two women, now both in their robes. "Jenny, I was reluctant because I didn't want Diane jealous. And I was reluctant 'cause I didn't want to damage the way you and I feel 'bout each other. And I was slow because I wasn't sure how Joe would feel two years from now. And I was scared of how I would feel about a kid you and I made together. I know I'd love it, I just don't know how I could or can handle someone else being his Daddy. I guess I should say 'will' 'cause you may already be knocked up." "OK, guys," Jenny said, "I guess I just put the ass before U and ME. Every guy I ever dated, including Joe, if they had a shot at some snatch they sank it. Just like in basketball. I knew you were special, just didn't realize how special. And I'll let you in on a non-secret. You know us gals can usually tell when that old egg pops? Well, mine popped the morning before we drove up here. I'm hoping you got me PG that first night, and almost surely last night. I've never had so much poured into me as you gave me last night. I was hoping to make damn sure tonight, but I bet I'm a mother right now." Diane walked over and plopped down on Don's lap. "Jenny," she asked, looking up at where Jenny was sitting on the arm of the recliner above her, "aren't you worried about being PG now? I know you and Joe just had a big blow-up. Will it be a problem?" "No, Diane. Joe and I are mad right now, and maybe we have some things that have to be worked out. Still, I want a baby. It's time for me to be a mother." "I want Joe to be the daddy, even if he can't be the sire. And I want him to be my hubby and lover. But if this thing this weekend just continues to grow, and we can't get beyond it, I still want to be a mommy. Sounds crazy, but I think I could handle it. My only real concern would be the kid not having a daddy around. That's real important for the kid and I think Joe would be a good one. But you know if not, I know some great guys, like Don, who could be like role models. So if this kid comes along and no Joe, I'll cry a lot, and I'll be real lonely, and money will be scarce, but I still want it. Anyway, Joe and I can get over this, and it might be we end up with a stronger marriage. That's if Joe can grow up a bit. To my thinking, the kid will make both Joe and I grow a bit." She looked down at her flat and sexy tummy, "Of course I'll grow in places Joe isn't going to grow." Diane sat for a while, cuddling up to Don while they and Jenny chatted. After a while she reached up and cupped her hand against Jenny's cheek. When Jenny looked down at her with some confusion, Diane reached up with both hands to Jenny's waist and pulled her down onto Don's lap with her. Once she was there she put both arms around her and gave her a hug. Then, keeping one arm around Jenny she snaked the other behind Don's neck and pulled him down for to share a long, soft kiss. Looking fondly into her husband's eyes, her own seemed to twinkle with humor. "Jenny, what I'm going to say would only work with you. And then only because I really do love and trust this big dummy. I didn't know why we were taking this vacation, but now that we are here I think we should see that Don fulfills his obligation. Don't you think so, Jenny?" Jenny looked confused for a moment, then her eyes bugged out, and she gasped. "Diane, what are you thinking? Haven't both our marriages taken a big enough hit already?" "Jenny, the hit was because the guys couldn't get themselves to tell the truth and tried to do things behind our backs. Or at least mine! You won't endanger my marriage. I think that if you had approached me right I would have gone along with it from the first." Diane was quiet for a moment, "Well, I think the idea is a good one. And since two thirds of the action has already gone and been done, we might should go ahead and 'do it'. What do you say, Jenny?" "Hey!" broke in Don. "What about me? Don't I get a say in this?" "Oh, poo poo Don," Diane answered, "us girls know if we give permission you'll pole vault into the nearest bed." "Diane!" yelped Jenny. "Don, don't listen to her. If you aren't interes..." "Hold on there, Jenny!" Don said. "We already went through this. I doubt if there is a man alive who wouldn't sprain a leg getting into the sack with you! That's not the point..." Diane quietly broke in, "You are damned right that isn't the point. Jenny, Don lusts for you. I'll prove that in a moment. What I'm saying is we, the three of us, go ahead with impregnating you. And it is going to be a three-way deal. I haven't had this sexy hunk all weekend and I plan to get my share too. I'm sure Don understands this doesn't open up our marriage. Neither Don nor I could take that. Though it may open it up to include you, at least on occasion." "I don't know, honey. What would it do to us?" asked Don. Diane smiled adoringly up into her man's eyes, "Not a thing, Don. I'm just taking the forbidden out of the weekend. I love Jenny more than any sister could, I have been sharing things with her for a long time. What I would be doing would be sharing my most important possession with her. Don't worry that I would be giving up any of my ownership in you. Just you remember, I'm theowner!" "At the same time I want to keep the fun and loving. Jen and I are closer than most sisters. This will just make us closer. Face it lover, you and Jenny have been more than just-friends for years. All we're doing is adding a new dimension to it. And I don't think it is that big a change. You would have done almost anything for Jen before, all we're doing is adding the intimacy. You aren't going to leave me, Jenny isn't going to take you away from me. I think the three of us will end up closer thanbefore." "Just one thing really concerns me, Diane," Don slowly stated. "I couldn't handle you being with someone else. It almost killed me last night. You're right, Jenny is more than just a friend. Next to you, she is my best friend. And that includes Joe, she's a better friend than Joe. But I can't go with adding Joe into our marriage. I just can't do it, honey. I'm worried about your wanting to include Jenny, and Jenny is both a good friend and one of the most attractive women I've ever known. But no way could I handle you with Joe. If that is where we are going, I guess we should split the sheets now while we are still friends. It would drive me crazy." Diane smiled lovingly at him, "You big doofus. Did you hear me mentioning anyone but Jenny, you and me? Jenny is something special. And I'm not going to step out for a smoke while you two procreate; ain't gonna happen. I'll be here, too. And beyond this weekend, well that's in the future. We do have to think about it but don't have to make any decisions now. As for Joe, the way he manipulated us, there is no way I want him in this threesome. If it weren't for Jenny, I think I'd not allow him in my home again. But he has been a good friend in the past, and now that we know this side of him we can be prepared for it." Diane smirked at Jenny, rolled up on her back, resting on her arm with her back against Don's chest. With her free arm she pulled down the cloth covering his groin, displaying a cock, hard and quivering with anticipation. "See," she teased Jenny, "I told you he was interested." "Uhm... looks good!" breathed Jenny. "Why don't you sit down here for awhile, and think about what I've just said," snickered Diane, holding Don's pecker proudly pointing straight up. "Are you sure?" Jenny asked again. Diane could almost see her mouth watering. "Hey..." Don started, but Diane shushed him and wiggled the rock hard penis at Jenny. Jenny stood up and slipped the robe off her shoulders, and yanked her panties down. Spreading her legs she straddled Don's legs, then slowly lowered herself over the boner sticking up from his groin. With Diane sitting in front of him and blocking his view the first thing Don was aware of were two wet labia slipping over his throbbing cockhead and the searing heat inside Jenny's guts. Then the velvety smooth walls of her clasping cunt slid lovingly down over the length of his shaft. Then the lips of her cunt kissed the base of his invading cock and hugged the shaft. He felt his balls sliding across her ass cheeks and the tip of his cock met the soft end of the tunnel as it kissed the end of his penis. Don's hips convulsed upwards and he felt the softness at the tip of his cock seem to open up and the head was clasped by another warm ring deep inside Jenny which pulsated around his velvety hardness. It seemed to Don that he had been hard for an hour. His maleness had been bursting to break free and sink into a warm sheath. The unexpected clasping, the pulsating around his spear was too much and he suddenly ejaculated heavily into the heavenly warmth of the pussy holding him. His sperm shot straight into the welcoming warmth of Jenny's womb, and that last contribution to her uterus joined an earlier sperm and two wigglers met together at the egg traveling down her tubes. Jenny was impregnated, and some weeks later she heard the news of the twins that were to be born just nine months later. Jenny couldn't know this when it happened, any more than did Diane and Don. They spent the rest of that day cuddling and procreating, one with another. Diane was not left out, and sometime early the next morning she and Jenny found themselves holding one another and kissing. To their total surprise they found a physical love for each other. It was never more than a sometime thing. It surfaced and was recognized only when the three of them were sharing their mutual love for Don. That love just seemed to expand to include the two of them at those times. Yes, Don was part of their love. Because of the trauma and heartache initially created that weekend the three of them found their love one for the other forged and solidified to unbreakable strength. Jenny finally accepted Joe again, but he was never part of the trio of lovers his selfishness had spawned. In fairness to him, the three were especially careful that Joe never understood the relationship Joe himself had forged between Jenny, Diane and Don. He regained his standing as a family friend to Don and Diane, though he never found himself alone with Diane again. As Jenny had believed, Joe proved to be an excellent father, caring and supportive. The twins were his as the daddy and no father could be prouder or loved his children more. They in turn loved him, but recognized the special love their Uncle Don and Aunt Diane had for them and returned that love. It was almost three years later when the two women began talking about their getting pregnant at the same time. Jenny was very enthusiastic about sharing a pregnancy with Diane. No one considered bringing Joe into the planning process, though Jenny did casually mention he had already approved the process once before. Thanks for taking the time to read Confusion. I'd appreciate your telling me what you think of it. If you like it, tell me, and if you can tell me why. If you don't, tell me! Stop me before I write again!!!! the Troubador <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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