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Subject: {ASSM} Ecstatic Cling [01/12] Alice (rom MF oral slow hyp mc reluc bond(light) public)
Date: Sun,  8 Jun 2003 04:10:03 -0400
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Author: Jack C Lipton <cupasoup@softhome.net>
Title: Ecstatic Cling: Alice
Part: 01/12
Universe: Ecstatic Cling
Summary: Marital Issues get resolved the "hard" way
Keywords: rom MF oral slow hyp mc reluc bond(light) public
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		      Ecstatic Cling
		     Night  1:  Alice


		     by Jack C Lipton


So we were waiting for our turn to shower and we got to
watch the first group of people go through the process
of learning to shower together with their handicap.  The
handcuffs kept them close together.

It was actually quite comical as it took them a while to
figure out that you really could not wash yourself easily
and that it was a VERY cooperative venture.  I lost my
erection seeing Roy's hands on my wife and her hands on his
hardon.  They finally rinsed.  Alice's attention had been
on her own husband and his current partner, a tiny little
black woman named Dawn.

With the water turned off in the shower area and before any
of the couples could step out, Ruth called out, "Are you
sure you've gotten your women for tonight rinsed out?"

Tonight?  Oh, shit, I'd let myself forget that we were
expected to _sleep_ together!  Alice and I looked at each
other and then she smiled at me.  That sure looked like I
was not completely unwanted.

It took some explaining that we men were supposed to check
for soap in each woman's vulva orally.  I looked at Alice,
wide eyed.  She was looking me over.  I noticed that few of
the men in the shower area looked thrilled but each woman
sat on one of the six stools in the room and spread her
legs for her partner to lick her to check if she was still
soapy.  I saw a look of trepidation on Helen's face and it
seemed two other women looked anxious for a moment.  Dawn
was quite ready for attention, though, as were two others.

I couldn't understand why Roy was objecting to this process
since I knew Helen to have an exceptionally pleasant flavor.
I'd always enjoyed going down on her before our relationship
started to sour.  I was quite certain her pussy hadn't.

Only three men had to be stood over by therapists and guided
in how to bring a woman off orally.  Jeff had gotten into it
and we heard Dawn come next to last given Jeff's slow start
and finally, with a lot of extra work (I saw our therapist
whispering in her ear) Helen got to her pinnacle and came.
Of the six women only Dawn and June had given more than a
mild groan on their orgasms.

Roy didn't look happy.  Uh-oh, I guess he still didn't like
the idea of oral activity.  Well, it made for two of them,
Helen certainly didn't like to go down either.  In this
matter they were probably well matched.  Roy's wife had
watched this with a bit of a smile.

They were all directed to switch places and I saw Roy's
sudden smile and Helen's frown, I guess he liked to be
orally serviced.  Well, some can obviously take it but they
can't dish it out.  Of the women placed kneeling in front of
the sitting man, only two didn't look anxious.  I was
surprised to see that all of the men came right quick and
each man's semen was captured in small cups, handled by the
various counselors.  Alice looked me over and smiled.  I
could see her nipples were fully erect now.

And then it was our turn to put on a show.

I enjoyed washing her hair (and it was nice to have mine
washed), her breasts were much bigger than Helen's (she told
me a "C" cup) and her nipples more pronounced so I had a
good time washing them and then washing her pussy.  I put a
lot of effort into running my wet hand in it to help the
rinsing process and brought her off by hand (Alice is loud)
and stretched up to kiss her.

The water was turned off and the women were quick to take
their places, knowing what was coming.  So, without any
prompting at all, I went muff diving.  I'd obviously done a
good job rinsing her, not tasting any soap so it was nice to
taste her as she came on my tongue twice, her very responses
to my activities showing me what she liked, unlike Helen's
silence.  I was finally pulled back by one of the therapists
and directed to exchange places.

The smile Alice gave me as she took my dick into her mouth
and ran her lips down it was exciting enough for me to come,
but she did a great job with her tongue and suction and I
could feel my own climax starting as she pulled off, the
product of my balls caught in a sample cup.  My first real
blow-job.  It was wonderful.  It was fast, but I didn't care
just then.  I didn't even think of objecting when she pulled
my face to hers and kissed me.

That explained how I was so unsteady on my legs when I stood
up to walk back out.  I could see Helen glaring at me and
Alice, which didn't seem fair.  I did notice that Ruth saw
her expression and, once we were seated in the lobby again
(while our own counselors got to use the shower area) Helen
was put in the hot-seat.

"Helen, why so angry at Jack and Alice?"

Helen couldn't say much right away.  I could watch her
seething.  Roy, chained to her right hand, looked worried,
almost like a cornered animal.

"We already know that you don't like to have sex with Jack,
so why are you so upset?  Did you expect to have a monopoly
on him forever?"

I could tell that Helen was ready to explode.  She didn't
want to say anything at all, but it finally poured out, "He
wants to have children.  I don't.  He won't wear a rubber or
get a vasectomy, so I won't have sex with him.  And he
stopped going down on me too!"

I found my left hand captured by Alice, gently squeezing it,
so I looked up at her and her eyes were soft and wet
looking.  I pulled her hand up with mine and kissed the back
of it.  She smiled at me.  Meanwhile I heard some of the
others chuckling at the thought that she should get licked
despite not putting out herself.

"So, Helen, why didn't you go on the pill or get the shot or
get an IUD?  Or even a tubal ligation?"

"Me?  Mess up my body?  Just so that he can fuck me?"  Helen
was getting really red-faced with anger and Roy, chained to
her, was trying to back off as far as the handcuffs allowed
(which wasn't real far).  He shot me a look that I'd almost
think was respect-- or maybe pity.  He looked even more like
a cornered animal despite his imposing physique.

"Helen, has it always been a case where your husband just
fucks you?  Or did he make love to you?"

"What's the difference?  It doesn't matter anyway, I don't
want to get pregnant!"

"Helen, within the next two weeks you'll know the
difference.  When Jack went down on Alice, was he making
love?  Hands up if you think so!"

Other than Helen, only three hands stayed down:  Peggy,
June and Carl.  As one of the parties I didn't raise my hand
but Alice did.

"So, Helen, it seems your husband knows how to make love.
Roy, when she went down on you, how did she do?"

"Well, she was reluctant and it wasn't fun for me.  I came
all right but it wasn't exciting."  Roy was still edging
away from Helen.

"All right, so, Helen, hasn't Jack done his best to treat
you nicely in bed?  Held you?"

"Sure, but that's just so he can fuck me.  Like I said, I
don't want to have a baby."

"Helen, you're going to be going home pregnant anyway, it's
just unlikely for the child to be your husband's.  The idea
here is that you'll love each other enough that he'll be so
happy to stay with you, and you with him, that you will both
be happy with children."

Helen was red all over, now.  She growled.

"OK, but you'd better get pretty good at alternative sexual
activities to satisfy the men you'll be in bed with since we
won't be teaching any of those tricks until next week.  So
you'd better be pretty inventive in bed if you expect to
walk out of here a free woman.  We already noticed that you
lack talent in fellatio.  Jack, how is she with anal sex?"

Oh God No, they were dragging me into this.  I sighed, Alice
squeezed my hand to provide some emotional support, so I
answered, "I don't know.  I never had much interest and she
hasn't encouraged me to try."

Ruth was smiling at me.  So was Alice and at least three
other women.  "So, Jack, what's your feeling about what you
just went through?"

I relaxed, "It was nice to wash and touch.  It felt so good
that she responded so well to me, letting me know how I was
doing and helping me learn how to please her.  Alice tastes
good, too, and I felt *great* when she came from my licking
her.  I'd never really heard a woman come like that."  I
looked at Alice, "Is that normal?"

Alice shook her head before answering, "No really, I mean, I
can go off pretty easily and I was ready for it, but, with
my friends, it sounds like it's unusual.  Look at how many
didn't make much noise when they came in the first group."

A lot of people nodded.  I could tell Helen was glad to be
out of the center of attention.

"But, Jack, what about when she went down on you?"

I sighed, it had been wonderful.  "She was doing it for me.
It felt wonderful inside, she likes me and wanted me to
feel good..."

Alice squeezed my hand, saying "You loved me enough giving
me your attention, how could I not put the same attention
into pleasing you?"

All of the counselors nodded at this;  only three or four
of our own group did the same.

"Well, you'll all know about the difference before the first
week is over.  Now, Roy, how did you feel when Helen came?"

He didn't look happy.  He growled.

"I understand that you were just learning for the first time
just like Jeff.  How did you feel when she came?"

Roy shrugged.  "Hey, at least she came."

"Yes, we noticed, despite you not putting your heart into
it.  Helen, when your husband went down on you, how often
did you come?"

"Most of the time, at first.  But he was just using it to
warm me up."

Ruth sighed, shaking her head.  She then turned to Jeff:
"Jeff, how did you feel when Dawn came?"

Jeff leaned back in his chair, looked at Dawn, "Like a
million dollars.  After seeing Alice get off with Jack, I
can't wait to try it on her.  Thanks for teaching me."  He
turned to Alice, "I'm sorry I fought you on it, hon."

"Kim how did it feel to have George ready to shoot in your
mouth?"  Kim had been about as reluctant as Helen had been.

Kim looked around, flustered.  "Uh, it was exciting to hear
him groaning.  I got turned on that I could exert control
like that, and that he was responding to *me*.  I've never
wanted to do that before.  I'm not sure how good I can get
at it."

George, sitting next to her, added "Hey, Kim, you're really
very good at it.  Thank you, it was wonderful.  I just
wished I had been better when I went down on you.  It was
hard for me to tell what you liked."

Ruth turned to Mark and asked him how he'd liked his first
time tonguing a muff (I think she used non-clinical language
to keep us focused), he indicated that he was afraid he'd
be bad at it but "it was easy to figure out with the way Pam
was letting me know I was doing all right.  Like Jack, I
felt like I could do no wrong when she came."  He turned to
Pam and they smiled at each other.

Once all of our counselors and therapists returned we got
into discussing what was expected of us.  Ruth finally
summarized it.

"You're all here to realize that there *is* competition for
you to face in order to keep your spouse.  You need to learn
to communicate both verbally and sexually.  You will have
different partners so that you'll learn how with someone you 
won't be intimidated by before you'll face your own spouse
again.  There'll be some extra psychological work-ups as we
go along to fine-tune things as we see how to make this
technique work for more people.  We've learned a lot from
the previous groups that have been through this.  Any
questions?"

I couldn't think of any and pretty much ignored the various
indignant comments flying around the room.  I'd already
accepted that I'd be chained to Alice and our introduction
in the shower (a/k/a "cleansing") just increased my comfort
with her.  I retrieved my schedule and saw that Alice and I
were to set thirteen tables in the dining room today between
5PM and 5:40PM, which started in 10 minutes.

We bailed out of the meeting early and headed for the Dining
room, finding the tables still along one wall, along with
chairs.  One of the counseling pairs came over and helped us
move the tables into an almost square grid-work, taking up
less than a third of the floor space.  We were guided (and
assisted) in finding the table cloths, napkins and silverware,
then the plates.

Crockery is not easy to deal with when one hand isn't your
own.  You end up talking, in detail, how to deal with it so
nothing gets broken (not a good idea given our bare feet).

Alice and I were comfortable working together like this and
were able to have the dining room ready by the allotted
time  before being directed to the exercise area, where Ruth
and Leon (now quite naked) were waiting for us, directing us
to sit on the bench.  Once the rest of the "victims" arrived
(I didn't particularly feel like a victim, myself, but I did
worry about how Helen felt) she got down to brass tacks.

"Mark, Pam, you guys worked on getting the food into the
oven for Sam and Patty.  Mark, how did Pam do?"

Mark smiled, "She was wonderful once we realized we couldn't
work alone and had to deal with the way our hands were.  It
wasn't easy at first but ... we worked it out."  They smiled
at each other again, a rather contented look.

"Pam, how'd it go from your point of view?"

Pam smiled a happy smile.  "It was nice to have him listen
to me and talk to me.  We managed to avoid dropping things.
I got to the point where I was getting horny and trying to
rub myself against his body."

"So, Pam, how'd you like to show him your approval?  And,
Mark, how would..."

Pam beat Ruth to the punch-line, climbing onto Mark's lap
facing him and rubbing his erect penis with her own crotch,
their eyes on each other.  She hid his dick surprisingly
quickly and they both moaned.

Pam and Mark pushed each other together and moaned some more
as they ground their way to a quick climax.  It was like
they were primed to go off instantly.

Ruth turned to Helen and Roy.  Roy didn't look comfortable.
"So, Helen, Roy, how'd things go making those beds up?"

She glared at Roy who seemed to wither.  "It went slow.  He
kept feeling me up."

Roy was pretty heavily wilted, but Ruth maintained pressure
on Helen with "And this was a problem because ..."

"I couldn't get the job done because his hands were never in
the right place!"

Ruth sighed.  "Helen, it's not you or Roy doing the work, it
takes BOTH of you to do the work.  Together.  Talking.  Did
you talk to him?"

I think Helen being placed on the defensive did something
for Roy since he spoke up with "Well, all she did was tell
me to keep my hands and dick away from her and to let her
get this done fast.  I, uh, couldn't seem to follow her very
well, even when I was concentrating on it."

"Helen, didn't he try?"

Helen rolled her eyes, "OK, he tried.  But he had a hard-on
the whole time, too."

I think the rest of us rolled our eyes in a 'well, duh' kind
of way.  To me this reaction wasn't much of a surprise, I'd
heard it before.  A few of the women giggled.

"So what was your problem?  Was he demanding anything just
because he was erect?"

Helen paused.  I could see her anger start to deflate.  "Uh,
no, he didn't.  It was just there all the time.  I thought
it was disrespectful."

This time the titter rolled across the room.  Alice squeezed
my hand and smiled at me.

"Jack, was she always this sensitive?"

I nodded, and, despite how Helen would feel after these two
weeks, added "Well, she's always telling me she doesn't want
to feel like she's lusted after.  She just wants love but,
I think, without any sex."

Ruth looked around the room, "OK, which of you have heard
that kind of thing before?"

Four other men raised their hands and four women started to
blush.

"All right, on that note, lets get to dinner."

Dinner was slow for me since Alice had my left hand but we
soon worked it out, taking turns (and sometimes helping each
other).  At our table was a chained pair of counselors.

We were concentrating so much on our own dinners (a simple
but satisfying casserole, done to make it easiest to cook)
that we only took minimal notice of disturbances at other
tables, until the screaming match two tables over started.
Carl and June were making quite a scene (I was pleased Helen
wasn't as bad an example, I could tell she and Roy had
worked out how to feed themselves and each other) trying to
get control of their chained hands, screaming at the other
to let them eat.

Ruth and Leon got up and walked over to the table and told
them to calm down.  Both of them glared at the leaders and
said they needed to be un-chained.

Ruth and Leon held up their own joined hands asking why?

I can't believe the snarling coming from them.  I looked at
their respective spouses and saw them cringing despite the
comforting they were getting from their current partner.

"All right, everybody, listen up!"

We all went silent.

"Counseling couples can't answer this since you've done this
before.  All couples currently able to have dinner, raise
your cuffed hands!"

Alice was quicker than I was but our hands went up.  I moved
my left hand to hold hers.  I was pleased to see Helen and
Roy raise their hands and Jeff and Dawn where there too.
Sex might be a problem but meals, well, when you're hungry
you work something out.

Only one other couple besides Carl and June didn't raise
their hands, instead they were glaring at each other.

"Carl, June, Walter, Peggy--  figure it out or you'll be
off to bed hungry.  This is really quite childish of you.
Look around, figure out how others are sharing their meals
and try to emulate.  You're here to learn how to share,
not dominate.  Right now you're sharing the work of eating
but you're sharing your spouse, too."

And that's when it clicked.  I'd felt dominated by Helen
for so long, but there wasn't much I could do about it.
She was more experienced than I was, sexually, so I was
more easily dominated.  I looked at Alice and saw the same
kind of facial expression I was sure I was wearing.  We'd
have something to talk about, but I looked around and it
was easy to recognize who was the controlling member in
each couple.  Both Alice and I had been dominated by our
spouses so we were used to altruistic acts of love.  It
was easy to see that this evening the controlling members
would be with other controlling members.  It was far more
amusing to watch the others this way.

Suitably chastened they quieted down and started taking
turns moving food to their faces.  They weren't happy at
first but they soon developed some comfort.  I did see Helen
slip a forkful into Roy's mouth for him and spied him
reciprocating.  They were getting along very well together.

Dinner finally broke up and Alice and I started picking up
the dishes, scraping and bringing them to the kitchen for
cleaning.  We pulled the tablecloths and got them into the
laundry, then vacuumed the floor.  This went pretty quickly
since we'd gotten used to working so closely together and
I found this tall woman rubbing against me (and my erection)
several times.  By the time the 8PM group discussion started
back in the lobby I'd been erect for a while.

Since two can play at that game, I'd been rubbing myself
against her and touching her butt a bit, so she had very
stiff nipples and a line of her lubricant down her thigh.

The theme tonight was teamwork and we all shared our work
experiences from the afternoon.  Alice and I didn't have any
real problems so I was seriously content to cuddle with her.
Others, though, faced some critiques.  I was half-dozing
with Alice when my name got called and I was jolted awake,
disoriented.

"I said, Jack, how would you rate Alice in the last three
plus hours?"

All I could do was sigh happily and add "She's been great,
we've been able to talk, she's been very tolerant of me.  Is
it possible for me to keep her?"

I really wish I hadn't been half-dozing when the question
was asked.  Helen rewarded me a look of utter consternation,
but it was Ruth that answered, with, "Why?  What's so
different about her compared to Helen?"

I had to think this one over, in an attempt to avoid Helen's
wrath, then I was told to just answer immediately, so I did,
off the cuff: "Helen argues with me, things have to be her
way.  She doesn't want children, she wants me to prove that
I love her despite not having sex, so I've backed away and
usually don't want to talk to her.  She always seems to have
an agenda that she won't reveal until it's too late for me
to back out."

Joanie interrupted us with "But that's what happens between
me and Carl, too.  He wants sex, I've spread my legs for him
since he's my husband, but he only really talks to me when
I'm supposed to do something for him.  And, when it comes to
sex, he doesn't take much interest in what I want."

Pam was nodding, "Same here.  Walter has his plans, doesn't
discuss them with me, and he tells me what to do.  I don't
like that so he complains how I'm not much good in the sack.
As if he was interested in me enjoying myself there..."

It seemed like I wasn't really alone when Mark spoke up
about Pam, telling us "Well, she doesn't exactly show a lot
of interest is sex, and when she talks to me it's usually
about things that I don't want to hear much about.  I really
don't like to be constantly reminded of my mistakes.  And
she apparently doesn't make any."

Bill looked around at all of us and spoke, quietly, with
"Peggy ... doesn't ... uh ... like me to talk ... about ...
her."  He suddenly had this stricken and cornered look in
his eyes.  His current companion, Belle, pulled him into a
tight hug as he started crying.

Almost all of us started to stare at Peggy, who'd been
looking daggers at her husband.  Her chained partner Walter
who was apparently less than pleased with his wife's outing
of him, was obviously not the comforting type;  he just sat
back next to Peggy.  I could see the glare Belle was sending
back to the wife of the quaking man she was holding.

I don't know how long it took but Peggy suddenly realized
that she was being stared at.

"All of you who are finding yourselves un-flattered right
now start thinking about what it'll take to get your spouse
to want you back."

Our time was up with the discussion, so we moved into the
showers again (leaving Belle holding Bill for now) and got
ready for bed.  We were directed to repeat the activity of
the afternoon and I had a good time doing so.  Alice tasted
wonderful and I brought her off a couple of extra times
before she herself pushed me back and we swapped places.

Obviously she was well practiced at this and she took her
time to bring me to the brink, keeping me there for extra
minutes, before she had me empty my prostate into her mouth.

I've seen videos of women showing off a tongue covered in
semen but had never seen it in real life, much less with MY
ejaculate.  It was more affecting than I would have believed
possible.  She swallowed and then was kind enough to me to
rinse her mouth before kissing me.  I think I got a little
of the flavor but her kiss almost got me hard again.

Dried off, we went off to our assigned room for the night,
which had a pair of double beds.  Well, we'd be sleeping
close to each other anyway, so the bed size wasn't likely to
be much of a problem.

Since all we had were light sheets, we crawled in together,
pulled the sheet up, and started to work out a comfortable
position.

Despite Alice's height she was quite thin so we finally got
into a comfortable spoon position, her on her right side
with me cuddled up to her back, my right arm under her head
and the left wrapped around her.  Despite this, we talked a
bit about ourselves before we (or at least I) faded into
sleep.

Our sleep wasn't completely uninterrupted, since one or the
other of us needed to shift, which woke us both up.  We even
got up together at 3 so she could pee again (elimination is
not a romantic activity and being chained puts this
biological requirement pretty much up close and personal).
I took my turn and shook off, both of us then returning to
the bed.

I was expecting to go to sleep.  That's not what happened.

I'd gotten another erection walking back to the bed so she
pushed me down on my back and straddled me, rubbing herself
against my crotch, which felt very good to me, until she
impaled herself on my erect member.

Now I'm not real big.  I mean that.  And, while Helen was
more experienced than I was sexually (having been married
before) she never felt like this.

With Alice riding me I recognized what I'd been missing from
my marriage to Helen for so long;  she never pursued me to
bring me pleasure as I'd pursued her.  Of course, with that
realization I got even more into our intimate embrace and
ground against her until we reached climax together.

I'd never known how wonderful it was to be deep inside a
woman and having her orgasm around me.  She came before I
could and triggered me to slam into her and give her what I
had built up.  I held her on top of me as we calmed down and
floated in a state of bliss.  We kissed each other.

For such a tall woman she didn't weigh all that much.  We
fell asleep like this, her still impaled on my slowly
shrinking member, making happy humming noises at each other.

The phone awakened us at 6:15.  We needed to get ourselves
going for the day, but first, Alice was still impaled on me
and I was hard again, so, lying there under her, I started
to stroke into her half-asleep body, triggering some moaning
from her which got me more interested.  Her own body was
responding to these attentions and we were soon kissing and
I was encouraged to roll us over, get on top, and slam in to
her. 

A responsive woman like this does wonders for a man's ego.
I was getting so much feedback that I seemed to know what
she wanted me to do and was responding to her and she came
long before I was ready.  She was in the throes of her
second climax of this session when I gave her what her body
was demanding and spray-painted her vagina white.

I wanted me a woman just like this one.  The feeling that I
could bring her pleasure (while enjoying it directly myself)
felt like the perfect drug.  I still cared for Helen but the
memories of pain hurt more.

We didn't have time to clean up before running to the health
club for our exercise time (along with all of the other
couples) and we were directed to a pair of recumbent bicycle
machines and the machines calibrated for our warm ups.  We
were obviously not the first to arrive nor the last, beating
two more couples into the club area.  Only Carl and June
seemed to be missing.

The couple that got us set up noticed Alice's (and my) wet
and matted pubic hair and the woman whispered in my ear that
we both looked good and happy.

The machines in the room were set up in a fashion so that it
was easy for us to see the rest of the exercise stations as
they were set up.

After we climbed off the next couple up had one go "Ewwwww!"

Oh.  Alice left a puddle of my semen on the seat and even my
seat was wet.

I reached over and got a towel to wipe them both off and
offered to wipe Alice's thighs which she refused.  We got
smiled at by one of the counselors as we were led to a
weight machine and coached in pulling it together while we
faced each other.

Pulling down on the weight bar together with a woman who was
dripping your seed and still smelling of the hot sex you'd
had less than a half hour before made this exercise go fast
for me.  I'd usually been quite sedentary but this was an
exceptionally pleasant way to exercise.  Rubbing against one
another made our session seem far too short.

I saw Roy and Helen working at another station and she still
seemed anxious around him but she kept looking over at us as
we exercised (and was focusing all too much on how wet our
sexual organs were) and I think she was distressed at how
hard I was getting, stroking Alice's pussy with it.  Alice
was pretty aware of this and was doing her best to stroke me
back during the exercises we went through.

One couple just started fucking on a weight bench, pushing
him onto his back, straddling him, and banging each other's
brains out.  Alice and I shared a look, she nodded.

Helen and Roy were next scheduled on that weight machine and
she made sure to catch my eye as she followed the previous
couple's example.  It didn't take long for Roy to fill her
up but saw no sign of Helen reaching anything approaching a
climax.

We worked through the stations and took our turn on that
weight bench and Alice drained me again.  I was pleased with
how orgasmic she was.

Before our clean-up I learned about another procedure that
would certainly work to teach us all something:  We were
given disposable razors and shaving cream.  Learning to
shave in this situation is not a simple task.  Alice warmed
to it and I let her do most of the fine work and I got to
watch her face as she concentrated on this task, my hand
doing it's best to anticipate the need for her motions.

Roy didn't do as well with Helen, he had some spots of
blood.  So did Jeff.  Alice had done perfectly.  I kissed
her and thanked her for such a good job.  If there was now
someone I could trust with my well-being and happiness it
was Alice.

So I was very surprised when she asked me to shave her
pubes.  Never having done this at all before, I was very
cautious and as thorough as possible.  I wanted to prove
myself worthy of her trust, and managed to do the whole
job without a nick much less a disaster.

I considered the good job I did as beginner's luck.  It
was not a minor miracle, but one of biblical proportions.

We all finished our clean up after our shaving sessions
(only Joanie elected to have her pussy shaved as well and
her partner did a good job too) which culminated in me
rinsing Alice out pretty well and checked her for soap.  No
soap and just the barest taste of my own issue.  My own
squeamishness was far more relaxed than I'd ever thought.
And it *still* felt great to have her come on my tongue.  As
expected, though, I was unable to rise to the occasion.  I
didn't expect anything and told her (as sweetly as possible)
that she'd done too well before (three times in the last 5
hours was a lot, when you get down to it).

Breakfast was more involved than dinner had been last night
and we finally saw Carl and June as we sat down.

Oh ... My ... God.

They obviously did not have a good night's sleep.  In fact,
there was ample evidence that they'd been fighting.  Carl
wore scratches in all kinds of places and a black eye, but
June was sporting a bunch of facial bruises along with her
arms.  I'd never seen anything like it and they must have
been hurting.  They did their best to eat one-handed and
would occasionally glare at each other.  I took a closer
look and realized that Walter and Peggy weren't without any
bruises but they were a bit less glaring.

I wasn't looking forward to dealing with either June or
Peggy.

It was obvious what was likely to be discussed in today's
9AM group discussion.  Walter and Peggy had obviously shown
hostility to each other over-night but were at least civil
(they hadn't fooled around during the exercise session, at
least, and were done with their showering before we went in
to clean up) to each other.  Carl and June looked like they
were still ready to kill each other.

The morning discussion period proved I was able to predict
the glaringly obvious.  I sat with Alice next to me as we
saw Carl and June worked over.

"Carl, June, We see you two couldn't keep your hands off of
each other last night.  Did either of you enjoy it?"  Ruth
had way too good a grasp of sarcasm;  my teeth were aching.

They both grunted back at her.

"So, you two, how'd it start?"

June opened her mouth first, "That bastard pulled me out of
bed!  I ended up on the floor!"

There is now no doubt in my mind that only Walter and Peggy
in our audience didn't realize what had been implied.  Maybe
Walter and Peggy had been able to sleep with their arms
stretched across the gap but, from the looks on the faces of
the other 9 couples, nobody else had even tried (or was
stupid enough to *want* to try).

Startling to me, it was Helen who broke the silence with a
giggle.  We were soon laughing and I saw June maintain her
defiance but it was taking a beating.  Carl wasn't in much
better shape.

"You ... tried ... to ... sleep ... in ... different ...
beds?  What a hoot!"  Helen couldn't hold it in.  This was a
side to her that I'd seen little of and would have missed.
Now I wanted to see more of her like that.

Alice had found this funny.

Dawn added, "So, how'd you two get so beat up?"

June answered with "Well, after ending up on the floor, I
got up and slapped him for pulling me out of my bed."

Ruth brought some order to this.  "Joanie, Mark, some quick
questions.  Joanie, does Carl normally sleep with you?"

Joanie shook her head.  "He's got the big bed, I have a twin
bed.  The only thing he wants to do together is fuck.  I
haven't shared a bed with him all night yet."

Mark added (without prompting) "She doesn't like me to sleep
close to her, so I'm either sleeping on the couch or up to
the edge of our bed.  And there's very little sex."

Ruth nailed both of them in turn with a stare: "So, are you
such control freaks that you can't even share a bed?  Carl?"

"I just don't" with a glare at June and then Joanie, " like
getting woken up in the middle of the night.  Joanie usually
wants to talk about something stupid when I want to sleep."

June's lament was different, "Well, I've got to keep him
away from me somehow, don't I?  I'd never get any sleep with
him or Mark, so I'm used to having a bed of my own!"

"So, Mark, you don't sleep with your wife normally?"

He snorted, "Of course not!"

It took several minutes for things to quiet down.  He was
red-faced.

"Walter, Peggy, do either of you sleep with your spouses?"

They were shaking their heads.

Ruth sighed.  "I was hoping you would be further along in
caring enough.  Carl, you first, then Walter: What do you do
so you can have sex with your wife?"

Carl told us that he told her to spread them and he'd fuck
her.  Walter was nodding.

"Wow, you've got very accommodating wives.  Joanie, how would
you contrast John with your husband?"

Joanie sighed, "John took his time last night, I didn't know
I could enjoy having sex at all.  And this morning he liked
it when I got on top of him.  I came then, too.  And... in
the exercise room ... with everybody watching ... I had to,
well, do it again."  She cuddled up to John, who seemed to
be in a very good mood.  "I felt so loved when he held me."

This went around the room and got to Helen, being asked how
Roy and I were different, answering, "Well, Roy is pushier
than my husband, which I resisted, but, after seeing how my
husband fucked around last night, I figured he'd better not
mind me doing it.  Roy came too fast for me, though."

"So you were getting somewhere?"

Helen shook her head no and shrugged.

"We'll look into that problem later.  Did you get off in the
shower at least?"

She nodded, but not enthusiastically, then added, "Roy did
a much better job on me today.  He might not put as much
into it as my husband, but he did pretty good."

I saw Roy smile.  I knew he'd been also been drained like me
so hadn't been as interested in a blow job.  I do recall his
surprised look at being ridden.

Alice was put on the spot next and I found out that she did
like how I held her and cuddled her.  "And climbing on top
of him in the middle of the night was, well, wonderful.
Jeff would get really upset with me any time I did that.  It
was nice to be in control.  Doing it in front of an audience
was one heck of a jolt, though.  I wouldn't want that often
but it was so strange-- and exciting!"

Finally Beth described her husband Claude in comparison to
her current partner David before the session broke up.  It
was 10AM, time to clean, vacuum and dress the beds in three
of the guest rooms.  We went at it.  We were working very
well together as a team so it was done quickly so we were
early to work on lunch, another job that went quickly.  The
gas grill was set up in a courtyard right off the dining
room but it looked like we were going to have lunch out
there.  We made sure the grill was clean and got the meat
out for cooking, working with a counseling couple showing us
where to collect items.  We soon had hamburgers, franks and
chicken going on the grill and we got to watch Carl and June
as they finished prepping the tables and chairs for lunch. 
They did seem to be getting along a little better,
considering Carl's psych interview was at 10AM daily.  (I
did wonder why the schedule was fixed for men rather than
women but just shrugged it off as one of those
incomprehensible accidents of history since it didn't really
matter.)

Lunch was a nice sit-down, this food being a bit more
involved to eat, requiring both hands too often.  I saw
Carroll and Sandi try something and brought it to Alice's
attention.  We followed their lead but Alice upped it a bit
by making sure my erection was well-hidden as she sat in my
lap and we fed each other.  We'd work on the same burger
together and end up kissing when it was done, so this was
working out very, very well.  I liked eating like this.  It
sure looked like Alice did too.

Wrapped up in each other's attentions we paid little heed to
anyone else.  After we climaxed and cuddled, our shared meal
completed, we looked around and saw that everyone, even the
most fractious fighters, had followed this example.  Ruth on
Leon's lap was a nice touch, too, but they were still
working towards a release.

Ruth is a screamer.  I *think* there were others but I'd
been too intent on my partner (still working on my softened
but not completely deflated penis) to pay any attention.  It
didn't matter since I'd have a chance to discover who.
While Alice doesn't scream she certainly moaned.  Loudly.  A
exquisite sound to my ear, too.

I have no idea why the "Powers that Be" seem to think sex is
so terrible.  My wife I thought had been screwed up by it
but I felt wonderful when my current partner showed the
pleasure I was trying to give her.  It wasn't like I tried
to hide how *I* felt with her attentions.  A feedback loop
like this was quite a snare, and one I'd be happy to stay
in.

After lunch was our psych interview.  We sat side-by-side in
a reclining love-seat and were talking about things we liked
in each other and then I seemed to wake up from a doze.  Was
that right?  When I apologized for falling asleep I was told
not to worry about it.  The time had seemed to run by so
fast, too.

It was back to the lobby, our main meeting room.  We cleaned
up (I found some semen and pussy juice marks on the leather
furniture which was easy to clean up) and we vacuumed the
floor and cleared the wastebaskets.

I was so used to Alice by this time we were almost moving as
one with no false steps.  We'd also touch each other now and
then, not always sexually, and not always consciously, but I
knew every time she touched me that she cared for me.  There
was no way I wanted to miss on letting her know how I felt.

Before everybody arrived in the lobby she bent over a table
and asked me to do for her again.  Well, she was dripping
enough that both of her thighs were wet.  I made sure that
she wanted me and we were soon slamming together, despite
the awkwardness of the cuffs.  Doggy position would be a
bitch given the chain but spoon position was a better way to
go at it.

We were coming down from our mutual climaxes (well, her
fourth from the session, she'd drained me pretty well
earlier, she kept cumming as I took so long to boil over)
when we heard applause.  We looked around to find all
24 other couples in the room, and we were helped to the
center of the room, still panting.  Despite everything we'd
learned so far, I could feel my face burning.

We were soon connected to our next partner;  I was chained
to petite Dawn (who smiled at me, which ended up having me
feel pretty good) as Alice was partnered to Roy.  Helen was
now with Carroll, Kim's husband.

We had a good talk and I (and Alice) got teased over our
show as everyone had arrived.

We soon were led away for the first "cleansing" with our new
partners.  I looked at Dawn, she looked at me, we smiled at
each other on the way to the shower room.

My first day with a woman other than my wife had been quite
an education.  What would the following ten days bring
before Helen and I were re-joined?


			End Ch 01

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