“I know,” he said, “but I wondered if you did.”
“You saw it and didn’t do anything?”
“It wasn’t hurting anything, and you were into what you were doing.”
She bit her lip.
“When I saw they’d all touched me, I had other thoughts. I know it’s against club rules, but what if it wasn’t? What if one of the men offered two hundred dollars to squeeze my breast or pinch my nipple. What about five-hundred dollars to finger … well, you know.”
“What if?” he asked.
That surprised her.
“Would you have?”
“I don’t know. I really don’t. I was pretty high.”
“Maybe you’ll find out at your party.”
“Mitch?” A million more questions raced through her brain.
“I did it then, and you didn’t. Maybe you need to catch up.”
“Can I catch up at thirty?”
“You may have to do twice what all the rest of us do.”
Mitch,” she groaned.
“Maybe I should try some of those things you mentioned.”
“You already have,” she was able to mutter as he rolled the tank top down to her waist. He squeezed one and then the other before pinching a nipple.
“Ouch,” she squealed, then again as he pulled on the other.
“One more thing,” he suggested, and her pants were quickly off. He preferred her naked, but the tank top would stay where it was for now.
*****
Dinner was a little late, but it was good since they worked on it together. … naked. Mitch had finally gotten the tank top off of Cecily.
“Who should we invite?” she asked, trying to picture some of their friends at a skinny dip party.
“Not we,” Mitch counted. “I can suggest, but you’re the inviter. Do you have ideas yet?”
“A couple. I was thinking of maybe ten people total.”
“Just a suggestion, but I think the Waterman’s are out by the pool, and they’re going away sometime soon, I think.”
Cecily jumped up and ran out the door, thinking about what she was going to say as she went.
“Hi Lowell and Tina,” she said as she came through the gate.
“Hey, Cec. How’s the neighborhood’s newest babe?”
“Lowell, stop it,” his wife said, rolling her eyes.
“Just calling it like I see it,” he replied, eying Cecily’s tank top and shorts.
“It’s okay, Tina,” Cecily said, chuckling. “I’ve gotten so I kind of like it.”
“You’ll be sorry you said that. I’m sure his comments will be getting more graphic.”
Cecily laughed. “I came to ask a big favor. You guys are going on vacation soon, aren’t you?”
“We leave the day after tomorrow for two weeks.”
A deep breath. “Could we borrow your pool for a party while you’re gone?”
“What kind of a party?” Lowell asked with a leering smile.
Cecily blushed. “A kind of adult party.”
“Skinny dipping and other stuff, too?”
“So the security camera might record you naked?”
“Me and a few others,” she answered, raising her chin.
“Lowell, leave her alone.”
“Tina, if I didn’t want to see her naked, you’d send me away and get someone new to keep you happy in bed.”
“Maybe I’ll do that anyway,” Tina said, looking at Cecily and shaking her head.
“Seriously, you’re welcome to use it. Yours is the only house that can see over the privacy fence. Sounds like you’re planning to have a good time.”
“Thanks so much, and I hope so. I need to plan.”
Cecily bid them goodbye and headed home to begin the planning.
“After tormenting me a little, Lowell said okay. Plus, he can’t wait to see me naked on the security cameras.”
Mitch laughed. “I’m sure you’ll accommodate him on that.”
“I had a weird thought walking back to the house. Do you suppose Jess and Galina Leroy would come to the party?”
“Wow. I’d never have thought of them. Why did you?”
“At our wedding reception, she told me two or three things they had done after they were married. At the time, I was appalled, but now it sounds interesting.”
“How old are they?
“I don’t know, thirty-eight or nine, maybe forty. But Galina has to be a double-D. She’s pretty, and she’s stayed trim over the years. Jess has always gone to the gym, and his shaved head is sort of fascinating. I bet they’d love one more chance at being raunchy.”
“I had no idea. And back then, you’d never have said anything about it.”
Cecily chuckled.
“I work with a guy, Heath, who’s always bragging about how hot his wife is and hinting about some of the wild stuff they do. I’ve seen her photos and, well, she looked hot in all of them. Maybe I’ll have him put up or shut up if that’s okay with you.”
“Do it. That would make four, and we need four more.”
The next day Cecily called the Leroys, and after some hesitation, they said yes. They asked if the party was open to girls in their early twenties. That was quite a bit younger than even she was, but younger ones might catch the interest of men like Jess, Heath, and even Mitch. When she’d said yes, Galina gave her two names. The first was Akayla O’reilly, an Irish lass with red hair, freckles, and a very fair complexion. The second was Akayla’s friend, Edie Murtaugh, a tall and slender blond who was anxious to experiment. Galina would talk to them and assured her they’d both say yes.
She was up to eight.
Galina called back later in the day to tell Cecily the girls had agreed, and Edie said she had two guys who’d love to come to the party. Cec felt like clapping. She had the ten and could plan further.
*****
The internet was becoming very helpful. She needed games, contests, and possible consequences, and the more she read, the more excited she became. She had control of the games and consequences and could make them as erotic as she chose to … short of … And she was doing just that.
Mitch had given her a good budget, and she could tell he was excited. She was fairly sure he knew she had some very erotic things planned, and he wanted to see how she’d react to them, or more likely, to just see them happening to her. On her side, she wondered if she’d see him fondling Galina’s double-Ds, or doing whatever with the twenty-somethings. She’d make sure there were chances for all of it.
At first, she thought they’d just go to the swimming pool and strip. But, after thinking about it, she decided it might be fun for people who were mostly strangers to watch the others expose themselves bit by bit. She needed a game to do that.
Of course, there’d be the pool and just messing around there. She was pondering how far to let things go … sexually, that is. Could she use herself, and what she was willing to do? Before the strip club, it would have been a boring party. Right after, it would have been much more exciting. But today, where was it headed? No intercourse; that was certain. What about touching, feeling, rubbing, and a few other things. She might leave that up to consenting adults. If two or more agreed …
She had gotten cell numbers for everyone and had sent date, time, and a couple of other items as well, and received confirmations.
Now, at last, tomorrow was the day. She was rehashing everything in her mind, writing things on little cards, and worrying when Mitch took hold of her by both shoulders and looked her in the eye.
“Two things,” he began. “First, you haven’t asked me to pick up any kind of adult beverages.”
“I know. “I have wine and beer, and that should be enough. I don’t want this party to turn into a drunken mess, you know.”