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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Hot Tub Retreat by LaurenMom (F, M, solo, mast) (May 2008)
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Summary: Nancy is on a corporate retreat with four other women from
her company. While talking with her husband Bill, who's home watching
the kids, she shares some things that get him very excited. Then,
alone in her room, Nancy is taken by surprise at how excited she
became as well.

Note: This story is completely fictional and is intended for adults
only.
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Story: Hot Tub Retreat by LaurenMom (F, M, solo, mast) (May 2008)

Nancy didn't expect any particular reaction from her husband Bill when
she called home from her business retreat, except for a few chuckles.
But when she shared the events of the evening, she got Bill's
attention in a way she had not anticipated.

"They what?" Bill said. "What did you say?"

"I said a couple of the girls took their suits off in the hot tub,"
Nancy replied. "Why? What's the big deal?"

"Well," Bill couldn't think of an immediate response. "Uh...well, I
mean...you were in the hot tub? With naked women?"

"Yes, Bill," Nancy said with a laugh. "So?"

"Uh...I don't know," Bill replied. "That's kind of a big deal. It's
hardly something I was expecting to hear."

"It really was just for fun," Nancy said. "Like I told you, this house
we're staying at is incredible. The pool area
is very private. It looks out over the mountains. It's just gorgeous."

"And there's a hot tub," Bill said.

"Yes, there's a hot tub!" Nancy replied. "And we all went in it after
dinner. All five of us, like I told you."

"O.K., tell me again," Bill said.

"Oh my...yes dear," Nancy said, laughing quietly again. "We were all
mentally exhausted from the work we did today. Our brains were fried.
The hot tub sounded great to everybody. So we all went to our rooms
and put our suits on. A couple of the girls went in the pool first and
Jan, Mary and I went right into the whirlpool."

"Uh-huh," Bill grunted. "And um...and the other girls..."

"Yes, Bill," Nancy continued. "Beth and Angela came out of the pool
laughing, then the next thing we knew, they were dropping their suits
and coming into the hot tub...naked, O.K.? Yeesh!"

"And what did you do?" Bill inquired.

"We just laughed," Nancy said. "We had all had a few glasses of wine
and we were just relaxed."

"And they came in the hot tub naked?" Bill asked. "Was uh, was that
it?"

"Yes, Beth and Angela came in naked," Nancy said. "That was pretty
much it. Except that after a couple more glasses of wine, Jan took her
top off."

"Jan?" Bill said. "From your department? Is she the kind of plain
looking one?"

"Yes, that's the one," Nancy said. "The one I work with. That's why
she's on the retreat! Anyway, I know she looks plain. But her body
didn't. I think we were all shocked."

"Did she look good?" Bill asked.

"She has an amazing figure," Nancy said. "You'd never know it under
those dumpy clothes she wears. And she always seemed so shy. I
couldn't believe it when she joined in like that."

"What about your friend Mary?" Bill said.

"What about her?" Nancy replied. "You think she's cute, don't you?"
Nancy said.

"You know I think she's cute," Bill said. "She's got such an athletic
little body. She's kind of plain too, but also really attractive. Did
she uh, join in?"

"Nope," Nancy said. "Sorry to disappoint you. I think she's a little
too conservative for that."

"So, uh...," Bill hesitated, "Did you?"

"Did I what?" Nancy said knowingly.

"Did you, um, uhhh...join in the fun?" Bill replied.

"No, Honey," Nancy said, saving him the trouble of choking out any
more words. "I didn't take anything off and neither did Mary."

"Why not?" Bill asked. "Didn't the others want you to?"

"Well, yes, they did actually," Nancy said. "They wanted Mary and me
to at least take our tops off."

"Why didn't you?" Bill asked.

"Bill!" Nancy said. "Do you think I would do that? I'd be too
embarrassed. It was all good fun and I didn't mind that
they did it. But that wasn't for me. Besides, I don't think I look so
hot naked compared to any of them."

"Give me a break, Nancy," Bill said. "You have a beautiful body."

"I know you love it," Nancy replied. "And I love that you love it. But
I've certainly put on some extra padding in the last few years."

"You have a great body, Nancy," Bill said. "You have nothing
whatsoever to be ashamed of."

"You're just trying to get me to go in naked tomorrow night, aren't
you?"

"Well," Bill said. "Honestly, I AM trying to get you to go in naked
tomorrow night. That is true. But I really do think you have a great
bod. All the padding is in the right places. It just makes you sexier.
So, I wasn't JUST trying to get you to do it...but it would be pretty
cool, I'll admit."

"O.K., O.K," Nancy said. "I can't blame you for trying."

"Well, thank you," Bill said. There was a pause in the conversation.

"Do you really think I should have?" Nancy asked.

"I guess so," Bill said. "I mean, it sounds like everyone was just
having a good time. And you do have assets to show off. I'm sure your
boobs are bigger than any of theirs."

"Bill! I can't believe you think I should have done that," Nancy
replied. "Assets to show off! Honestly...it wasn't a wet t-shirt
contest!"

"Hey," Bill replied. "You asked!"

"I know, I know," Nancy said. "Well, we'll see about tomorrow, but I
think I just wouldn't be comfortable."

"But was I right?" Bill said.

"Right about what?" Nancy asked.

"About you having bigger boobs than any of them?" Bill replied.

"Bill," Nancy said. "I can't talk about the other girls like that."

"Oh come on, Nancy!" Bill said. "Don't be such a stick in the mud.
It's just me. Who am I gonna tell? I just think you have great tits
and I'm thinking you were the queen in that area."

"Honestly," Nancy said with a brief laugh. "The things you think of."
Bill didn't reply and there was another pause on the conversation. "Oh
what the hell? Well, you know I'm much bigger than Mary and bigger
than Jan. I'm probably bigger than Angela. But Beth has really nice,
really big boobs. You'd like them." Nancy was feeling a bit more
playful in the conversation, but she knew she had a full agenda for
the next day so she decided to cut the call short.

"You gonna hit the sack?" Bill inquired.

"Yep, big day tomorrow," Nancy replied.

"Well, call and check-in sometime," Bill said.

"I will," Nancy replied. "Call my cell if there's anything urgent."
Bill agreed, they said they loved one another, Bill agreed to kiss the
kids for her, and they hung-up.

Bill knew what he was going to do next. In fact, he had already
started. He had been speaking to Nancy from their bed. Her talk of the
other women being naked, and the possibility that Nancy might join
them the next night was plenty to get him very excited.

Bill had slid his hand into his boxers and begun to play with his
penis several minutes before without Nancy having a clue. He knew she
wouldn't mind. He always jacked-off when she was away and he didn't
try to keep it a secret. But for some reason he wanted to keep his
thoughts to himself this time. Bill now couldn't stop thinking about
how much he wanted his wife to take her suit off, and more, with those
women. He thought of Nancy's friend Mary and how cute he thought she
was. He imagined her perky little boobs, nipples standing at
attention.

Bill lay back on the bed and took his cock out of the opening in his
extremely tented shorts. It was fully engorged and stood straight up.
Bill loved to grasp his penis when it was hard like this. The feeling
of stroking and squeezing it when it was totally erect was unique and
wonderful. But as horny as he was, Bill knew he wouldn't be able to
stand a long drawn-out session.

Bill imagined Nancy dropping her suit in front of the other women and
walking slowly into the hot tub. He imagined her body, not as young or
tight as it once was, but still beautiful and very curvaceous.

"Oh, Baby," Bill whispered to himself as he slid his hand up and down
his erection. "OOhhhh, Nancy Baby, you have such beautiful tits." He
put his hand to his mouth and wet his fingers with saliva, then
returned it to the action. He let the saliva drip onto the glans of
his penis, watching it drip down a bit before he grasped the knob and
distributed the natural lube all over his shaft.

Bill then pictured all the women his wife had described taking their
suits off. He grasped his cock firmly as he imagined five naked women,
all alone in a whirlpool, loosened-up by their drinks and the fact
that no one was around to see them. His mind quickly focused on Nancy
and Mary. Bill imagined what her petite body would look like, naked
and glistening from the water. Then he imagined her and Nancy looking
at one another and smiling, then drawing near, reaching out their
hands, each pulling the other close, for a kiss.

"OOOooohhhhh Wowwww," Bill exclaimed, just above whisper level now.
"Oh Nancy, kiss her! Yesssss Baby...kiss that cute little thing." He
stroked his dick faster and with a tighter grip. As he did, his mind's
eye saw Nancy and Mary embracing, holding their naked bodies together.
Mary's firm, athletic form was pressed against Nancy's soft, well
padded breasts and stomach. As Nancy took one of her boobs in her hand
and offered it to Mary, Bill knew he wouldn't last much longer. He
stroked furiously as he imagined Mary moving her mouth toward the
large breast being offered to her. She opened her mouth and extended
her tongue slightly, then moved toward Nancy's nipple. She just made
contact when...

"OOOOohhhhhhhhhh," Bill moaned softly, wanting to make sure the kids
would have no chance of hearing him as his orgasm began. "Ohhh, suck
it Mary...suck Nancy's big tits...FFFffuuuuuuccckkkk..." As his mind
saw Mary's mouth make contact with his wife's nipple, as she ran her
tongue around Nancy's areola, Bill's penis erupted, Jets of white
shooting straight, then straight back down, landing on his hand,
creating additional lubrication for the last moments of his cumshot.
Bill continued to moan softly and squeeze himself as his orgasm came
to an end. He massaged the last dribbles of semen from the tip of his
cock, then he lay there and gently slid his hand up and down, feeling
the warm lubrication of his cum. "Fuck, that was good."

Some fifteen hundred miles away Nancy was chuckling to herself as she
pictured her husband jerking off thinking about what she had told him.
He thought he was being sly and not letting on how horny he was, but
Nancy knew perfectly well that not only did Bill always masturbate
when she was out of town, but she knew that he had to be horny as hell
after their conversation. Nancy was also considering what they had
talked about, but in a different way than Bill.

"I wonder what my body really looks like to people," Nancy thought to
herself. "I know Bill loves it...but Bill loves me. Could I really
strip in front of those women? It would just be to get into the hot
tub. Who really cares, right? And Mary's my age. So's Jan. Sure Beth
and Angela are ten years younger...and they look it. And even though
Mary and Jan are as old as me, they both have killer bodies."

Nancy sat on the edge of the bed in the beautiful room she had chosen,
in the house they were all using for their retreat. She pondered
everything. She wondered why this seemed like such a big deal, why she
cared what the others thought, or why she was even thinking about it
two hours later. But she knew she couldn't let it go just yet.

Nancy stood up and walked over to the tall, freestanding oak-framed
mirror near the closet. She surveyed herself from head to toe in her
pajamas. She ran her hands down her body, outlining her breasts, her
stomach, her hips. She turned and pulled the pajama fabric over her
butt to try and get a sense of what it looked like (how big it had
actually gotten was the actual thought Nancy had).

"Shit," Nancy said softly. "I've put on so much weight since I started
having the kids. But Mary has three kids just like me and she's petite
and perky." Nancy continued to assess herself. She liked her face. She
was happy with her long brown hair. People commented on her beautiful
blue eyes and great smile all the time. "But then there's the rest of
me."

Nancy cupped her large breasts through the pajamas once again, then
decided that it didn't really matter how she looked in pajamas. She
wouldn't hesitate to go down and have coffee with her colleagues
dressed this way. It was without the clothes she was worried about.
She pondered for another moment, then began unbuttoning her pajama
top. One by one Nancy slipped the  pearly white buttons through the
button holes of her purple silky pajamas. When she reached the last
button she let the top hang partially open, exposing part of her
breasts and her stomach to just above her navel.

"I may as well get this over with," she said to herself. "What the
hell?" Nancy pulled the sides of her top apart and let the smooth
material slide off her shoulders and onto the floor. She let her hands
hang at her sides as she took the longest look at her upper body that
she had in quite some time. "Well, I can't deny that I have nice big
boobs." She ran her hands from the tops of her breasts down to her
nipples. " She thought she had estimated right for Bill in that her
breasts seemed bigger than Angela's and probably a bit smaller than
Beth's. "They certainly don't stand up like they used to." Nancy
cupped her breasts, squeezed them together and lifted them up several
inches. "Now that's more like Beth." She chuckled at the absurdity of
comparing her own breasts with a colleague...and one so much younger
than her.

Nancy then ran her hands down her stomach. She liked how soft her
belly felt, but she was also painfully aware that her waist had grown
several inches in recent years. She still had the right curves, but
Nancy herself knew the difference in the size of her jeans.

"No sense in stopping now," Nancy said. "May as well get all the bad
news out of the way." She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her
pajama bottoms and slid them to the floor just as she had done the
top. "Egad." Nancy hadn't looked this closely at the bottom half of
her body lately either, at least not to do an assessment. When she
turned sideways she really noticed the curve of her belly. She
actually liked the way it looked, but she was again aware of how much
different her body was from ten years before...and how different from
the other women on the retreat with her.

Nancy turned back to face the mirror again. She put her hands on her
ample, soft hips, then down her thighs, which she was happy to note
might not be the smallest, but which were quite firm to the touch. Her
calves looked most pleasing to her. She then slid her hands to her
butt and turned again. One more time, bigger, but still very shapely
was the thought that came to Nancy's mind.

She looked back for one more overall look. Pretty face, nice hair,
eyes and smile, upper torso looks fairly fit, arms are tight, big
boobs, a little saggy, nipples much bigger since the kids, soft,
curved but not flabby belly, definitely wide hips, but not
unattractive, firm legs, nice calves and a butt that had a great shape
even if it weren't as tight as she might like. Nancy even noticed her
feet. She had a pedicure before the trip and her toenails were freshly
painted. She always thought she had pretty feet...but who really
cared?

Nancy did another once over with her hands and eyes. "I think I'm fine
with it...with me," Nancy thought and then smiled. Once she had done
the total inventory she felt she had nothing to be ashamed of.
Although she weighed more than she might like, Nancy thought her body
was very sensual. And Bill certainly loved it. So, why not expose it
in front of the other girls who don't really care anyway?

She checked under her arms...not bad, but worth a quick shave in the
morning. Legs looked fine after her trip to the spa. Even her pubic
mound look nicely trimmed and the bikini wax took care of all the
overflow. For some reason Nancy's eyes were drawn to that area. She
found herself running her hands down her thighs again, then brushing
over trimmed pubes. Absentmindedly she slid one hand over the hair,
which felt rather soft, then downward for a quick caress. Nancy had
surprised herself at this gesture.

"What the hell are you doing?" she said to herself with a laugh. Nancy
thought the idea of her actually touching herself was a bit absurd.
With her busy schedule that included work, kids, a husband and many
other things, she didn't have time to think about self pleasure in
that way. It was fine for Bill, but he was a man. "They pretty much
have to do it," she thought.

Nancy began running her hands over her body more intentionally now.
caressing her breasts, her belly, her shoulders and her neck. She had
a quick thrill with the idea of being naughty. She walked over to the
door and made sure it was locked, then she returned to the bed. She
pulled back the bedspread, blanket and sheets and slid herself in.
Covers to the side, Nancy relaxed and let her hands roam freely. She
found that the exercise of surveying her body was not only more
affirming than she had expected, but it kind of turned her on.

"Why not?" she whispered as her hand once again slid to her mound. But
this time it didn't leave the area so quickly. She allowed her fingers
to spread out and come back together, then move up and down. Nancy
couldn't remember the last time she had played with herself outside
the context of sex with Bill. Her other hand caressed and squeezed one
breast, then the other. "MMMMmmmmm...that feels good!" She had let a
finger get really naughty, tracing the outside of her labia, which
were tucked away safely inside her slit. She moaned again as the
finger parted the folds and found a wet spot. She let it stay there
and just enjoyed the feeling.

An idea then popped into Nancy's head which totally surprised and
delighted her. "If I'm going to be naughty, why not do it right?" she
asked herself. She popped up out of the bed and returned to the
mirror. She grasped each side of the frame and dragged it back to the
bed, positioning it squarely facing the side. Nancy then took several
pillows and positioned them just where she wanted them. She sat down,
then leaned back. The mirror gave her a perfect view of her naked
self. She wanted to watch herself while she played. Nancy spread her
legs and let her hands roam again while she watched herself.

"Ohhhh, this is nnnniiiiccceeee..." she whispered with a smile. Nancy
watched herself as her caresses continued, over her soft rounded
belly, up to her big tits, which she delighted in squeezing, pinching
the nipples firmly, watching them get erect. She slid her hands up to
her arms, shoulders and neck. She ran one hand across her mouth and
let a finger enter. Feeling very bold, she took it, very wet, out of
her mouth and positioned it directly over her pussy. Once again she
traced her slit, but this time leaving a distinct trail of
lubrication, added to her own which was increasingly noticeable. "Ohhh
yessss, this is verrry, verrryyyyy gooood."

Nancy put both hands between her legs and caressed her vulva, gently
rubbing up and down and squeezing together from the sides. She then
slid two fingers down her wet slit and freed her labia, which she
separated, revealing her pink insides. She couldn't recall if she had
ever had such a good view of her own pussy. She spread it wide and ran
a finger up and down the center, just tickling her clit and vaginal
opening as she went. She then employed two wet fingers to rub up and
down. Nancy moaned in pleasure again, both from the physical
stimulation her hand and the mental thrill of watching her own wet
pussy being spread wide.

"I am so fucking horny," Nancy whispered. She continued to trace two
fingers up and down the wet slit, spending a bit longer at her clit
and her hole each time. Eventually she penetrated herself slowly,
fingers sliding easily inside aided by the ample lubrication her body
was providing. "I'd love to have Bill's cock here right
now...mmmmmmmmm." She plunged her fingers in and out, imagining they
were her husband's engorged dick. She then allowed her other hand to
trace around her clitoris. Nancy loved the feel of the fantasy cock
inside her while her finger teased her swollen button.

"Ohhhh...I want Mary's mouth right here..." Nancy whispered
absentmindedly. Immediately she stopped what she was doing and gasped
slightly. "What the hell did I just say?" She lay motionless, hands
still in place, considering the words that had escaped her lips.
"Mary? Why on earth did I say that? It's Bill. That's what I meant.
OK...no big deal, I guess...but that was weird!"

Nancy settled herself, imagined her husband kissing and tonguing her
very wet parts and went back to self stimulation. "Mary," her mind
said again. "What the fuck? Why am I thinking about Mary?" She
pondered again, but this time she didn't stop playing. "Why didn't
Mary take her top off in the hot tub? I would have liked that. Maybe
tomorrow night if I take mine off, she will too...Nancy! What's wrong
with you? She's your best friend!"

But the thoughts would not retreat. Nancy began picturing her friend's
petite body. She had noticed many, many times what a cute figure Mary
had. Although she was fairly short and slender, she had a body, with
pert breasts and a very athletic butt and legs...and a very flat
stomach, which Nancy had noted when the two had taken their children
to the pool together over the years.

"Oh shit," Nancy whispered. "I want to see Mary naked. But I can't
want that! Fuck!" Nancy's fingers were moving steadily in and out of
her pussy now. Her other hand caressed everything else, tugging at her
labia, circling her clitoris, pulling back the hood and teasing the
nub until her feet tingled. "Oh man, I want to kiss Mary's little
tits...Ooohhh, I want to kiss her tight little ass...it's so fucking
adorable...aaahhh, aahhhh, aaaahhhhhh..." Nancy had begun rubbing her
finger more directly on her clit now, making more and more direct
contact with the hot spot.

"I want to be naked with Mary," Nancy said softly. "I want her to see
me. I want her to play with my tits and bite my nipples...OOOOohhhhhh
wowwwwww..." The image of her friend kissing and biting her nipples
gave Nancy a huge rush afterwhich she rubbed harder on her clit. "I
want her to kiss my ass, kiss me all
over...fffuuuuucckkkk...mmmmmm...mmmmmm...mmmm..." Nancy pinched her
clit between thumb and forefinger, then pulled the hood back again
with one finger, then quickly flicked with the other finger, just
grazing her clit with each pass. "OOoohhhhh, shit...I want Mary, I
want Mary, I want Mary...AAAAHHhhh,
AAAhhh, AAhhh, AAhh...I want her to lick my pussy...yesssss..."

Nancy pictured her friend's cute face looking up at her from between
her legs...imagined Mary's hands caressing her thighs, ass and belly
as she plunged her tongue into Nancy's hole. Then she imagined Mary
sitting on her face, rubbing back and forth, sliding her slippery
pussy over Nancy's very eager mouth. The image of her friend's petite
little body on top of her, wet holes sliding over her mouth, her own
tongue penetrating Mary at every chance was all Nancy needed.

She felt the orgasm begin at the epicenter, her throbbing pussy. Nancy
slowed her furious rubbing to steady, firm circles. With the fingers
inside herself, she simply gripped and held tight. Her body and mind
were overcome with pleasure and she pictured herself and her friend
making each other cum at the same time. Waves of pleasure rode through
every inch of Nancy's body as she saw the two of them writhing
together on the bed. Then as her orgasm faded, she pictured her and
Mary holding one another, kissing deeply, sharing each other's juices,
then the two of them giggling as they began to consider what they had
done.

Only then did Nancy realize that she had been moaning very loudly. She
gasped again. "Oh, shit!" she said to herself. "Was I as loud as I
think I was. Fuck! I hope no one heard me." Although she thought, if
they had, who cared? No one would have any clue she was thinking about
her best friend. At least as far as she thought, she hadn't screamed
Mary's name or anything. She hoped not! But she didn't think she had.
And while it was unlikely that anyone had heard, Nancy figured she
likely wasn't the only one of the five women who experienced self-
pleasure that evening.

She headed to her private bathroom to clean up. After putting the
mirror back where it belonged, Nancy returned to the beautiful bed and
climbed under the covers feeling warm, spent and satisfied. She
chuckled once more when she considered what she had done. She wondered
why she was overcome by those sexual thoughts of her friend. "Just
caught up in everything," she said to herself. Nancy wasn't sure, but
it seemed that as she drifted off to sleep, she was picturing Mary in
bed with her, the two holding one another as slumber approached.

To Be Continued...

laurenmom@writeme.com

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