They checked in and got taken to their room. Sophie had booked one big room with three beds. Each bed looked to be king size and the room came fully equipped with a stocked bar and a balcony that opened out onto the poolside. Sophie flopped onto the bed, “Can I live here forever?” Even she was surprised at how big this room was – even though she’d booked it herself. If she’d known how big these beds were she would’ve just booked in a room that had one and the three of them could’ve slept in in together. This was total luxury.
“Let’s go to the pool!” Charlotte said excitedly and took out her bikini from her bag. “I need a Martini and I need it stat!”
Sophie whistled as Charlotte came out of the dressing room. She hadn’t changed a bit – tall, tanned and incredibly lean. No wonder she was so eager to get into that costume.
Mia glanced at Sophie, “I’m almost afraid to put on mine now,” she said as she touched her belly. Mia, although the complete opposite of Charlotte, was exquisite. She’d been pretty in school but her real looks only came through in her twenties. It was then that she had cut her hair as short as a boy which suddenly emphasized all of her features. She was tiny and the short hair gave her an elfin look that was adorable. She popped on her bikini and complained that her breasts were too small.
“Please,” Sophie said while admiring her friend, “you’d look silly with big boobs. You’re perfect the way you are. And now comes the turn of the great big monster to put on her bikini – shade your eyes! Shade your eyes!” Sophie, the more curvy of the three girls popped on her bikini (and not a costume like she had said) and did a dramatic pose in front of the mirror. She wasn’t tall like Charlotte or petite like Mia, but she was curvaceous in all the right places. She’d put on a bit of weight over the years but luckily for her this had gone mostly to her breasts. Mia sighed, “I’d kill for your boobs.”
The three of them laughed. This is how they had always been. Always complaining about themselves and always complimenting each other. They got their towels and headed straight to the pool – arm in arm. Well they actually headed straight to the bar, got themselves some cocktails and then headed to the pool. There was a smaller pool within the bigger pool that nobody was using. The perfect spot for the three of them to sit and catch up. The pool was surrounded by a section created specifically to keep your drinks on without spilling and if they wanted more they simply had to call someone over and they’d literally get into the pool to bring it to them. Sophie was laughing the entire time, “I just cannot get over this place. I swear I was in such a hurry to choose a place that I had barely looked at the photos. I just knew that it had a pool and a bar – that was really all I needed to know. What I didn’t know, however, was how hot the waiters would be.” And just like that she made everyone down their drinks and then quickly called the waiter over to ask for more. The poor guy had to wade in the pool to get to them, his shorts clinging to his thighs. “I wonder how many times I can do that before he gets annoyed with me.”
The three girls sat together like this for the next few hours, calling the waiter several times who by now had already learnt all their names and knew which drink they would want. He also came back with snacks each time and stared with big eyes at Mia the entire time. It was probably because Mia looked so young – the waiter probably thought he actually had a shot with her. Sophie loved watching Mia blush every time he came past. Mia had no intention of making a move with him but it was always nice to get attention from someone – and Sophie knew that out of everyone Mia needed it the most. Derrick was a good husband but he didn’t always make Mia feel as beautiful as she should feel. This weekend I’m going to make sure that Mia walks away feeling beautiful and wanted.
By the time they got out of the pool they couldn’t walk straight. They hadn’t realized just how many cocktails they’d actually had because they had been sitting down the whole time. As soon as they got up the world begun to spin and the three of them held hands all the way back to the room. As they were about to go to the room the waiter came rushing up to them. “Thanks for the fun afternoon girls. Did you know you have access to a private hot tub? I think the guy at the desk was meant to tell you but he’s new so I’m not sure if he did. The last thing I want is for you to spend the whole weekend here without knowing about the hot tub. We even got the place ready for you guys.”
The waiter walked with them to their room and showed them where the door was. It was some secret door hidden behind the bookshelf and inside was a room dedicated solely to a hot tub. The water was adjustable as were the lights. Inside was a bottle of champagne in a bucket, a bowl of strawberries and a slab of chocolate. “Are you girls celebrating something?” He asked, still looking at Mia. “We most certainly are!” said Sophie and then looked at him until he quickly scampered out. “Shame Sophie – you scared the poor guy away!” “Well I had to, otherwise he would probably have tried to join us so that he could get Mia’s number.” They laughed and climbed inside the hot tub. The temperature was warm and felt so good after the cold pool. They poured themselves some champagne and shared around the strawberries and chocolate. This was the life!
“You know girls,” Sophie began, “I love my husband, I really do. And I love my terrible twins. Just the same I know you love your family. We’re lucky. But the three of us have always been so strong together – we’ve seen each other through everything. And yet lately none of us have made the time for each other. Sure, we phone and email and see each other on special occasions – but it’s not enough. I miss you both so much. And let me tell you something – I have never in my life felt this free!” They cheered to that and all agreed.
“Sassy Sophie is here again,” and just like that she pulled her bikini right off. Then she looked at Mia and Charlotte. “Go on – your turn.”
On a normal occasion, they would’ve had protested (well on a normal occasion Sophie would never have done this) but they were all feeling happy and the alcohol was running through their veins. Mia stood up first, taking off her bikini top and then her bottom and doing a quick little naked dance before getting back into the water. Then Charlotte stood up and did the same, this time mooning them before she sat down. The three of them had always been very open and honest with each other but this was a first – even for them.
“I have something to admit,” Sophie said – spurred on by this sudden bravery. She took another sip of the champagne, “I have always wondered what it would be like to kiss a girl. Have you guys ever done it? Although if you have I’m going to kill you for not telling me.”
They both admitted that they hadn’t and both said that they had been curious. “I feel like such a bore,” Charlotte said, “I’ve hardly been with anyone but Peter. And we don’t do any fun stuff.”
“Ah, it’s the same for me. The sex is simply not that great between Derrick and me. He’s amazing – you know that – and he’ll never ever do anything to hurt me. But he’s just not a passionate type of guy. I can’t even be upset about that. It’s the reason I chose him.”
“So would it be, uh, would it be –
Sophie faltered, suddenly shy? “Would it be what? Spit it out Sassy Sophie!”
“Well, would it be cheating if the three of us kissed each other? You know, for experimental purposes and all?” As the words came out her mouth she groaned – well this was embarrassing. It was a thought she’d had for a very long time but had never dared to actually say anything.
For a few seconds there was silence. Then Mia spoke up. “I’m in!”
Charlotte who had been just sitting there watching suddenly burst out laughing, “I’m in too. No way are you guys doing this without me. And to answer your question Sophie – no, it wouldn’t be cheating. Because the three of us are like one person! It’s always been us against the world.”
***
Mia
When Sophie had mentioned that she wanted to try kissing them to see what it was like Mia felt her arousal immediately rise. She never wanted any other man a
part from Derrick but she was also desperate to have some passion in her life. Something that could make her feel beautiful again. She knew Derrick loved her – but passion was simply not in his nature. There was nothing wrong with that, but it was still a part of her that she battled to ignore. She’d managed quite well over the years, having sex on occasion and simply pleasing herself in between. Pleasing herself had become something she was actually quite good at now. She knew exactly what to do and how to do it well, but it was never the same. There was nothing in the world that could quite beat the feeling of being intimate with another human being. But when Sophie suggested something beyond what she had ever done before she knew that it was what her life was missing. The alcohol had given them confidence but the thought had probably been within each and every one of them. After all, they had been best friends for a very long time. Long enough time for a few stray thoughts to enter their minds. In fact, the most recurring thing that Mia thought of whenever she pleased herself, was being with Sophie or Charlotte. She had no idea that these thoughts actually might come true one day.
“Right, so then let’s get started. No use beating around the bush if you don’t mind the pun. Now let’s see. Who should I kiss first? Okay, Mia you’re up,” She could hear that Sophie was nervous but as usual was trying to pretend as if she was confident. Mia knew why she did this. If you could make yourself sound confident then hopefully you’ll start feeling confident too. Mia slid up to Sophie while Charlotte blew wolf whistles. Then slowly, they came together and kissed. It was slow and gentle and Mia was surprised at how soft Sophie’s lifts were compared to her husband. It went on a bit longer than she expected and when she pulled away she wondered if Sophie had heard how loud and fast her heart was beating. “Wow,” said Charlotte, “Okay that was hot guys. Oh man if only the waiter had walked in just then. I think the poor guy would’ve fainted on the spot. Do you guys realize that not only did you just kiss but you did it naked? Okay my turn.”
Mia marvelled at how truly self-possessed Charlotte seemed at that moment. Charlotte moved in closer to Mia. “Me again?” Mia said, acting flattered. Kissing Charlotte was different to kissing Sophie but it was also different to kissing Derrick. Charlotte had to duck down to kiss Mia, which made Mia feel as if Charlotte was the one in control. It was quite sexy. Then, it was time for Sophie and Charlotte to kiss, and Sophie bravely came forward and sat on top of Charlotte, wrapping her arms completely around her. Mia watched on mesmerized as the two of them kissed. It was one thing taking part in the kissing but watching it was another story.
But then while Mia watched she noticed that the two of them were not stopping. Perhaps it was because they had their naked bodies wrapped around each other, but Charlotte and Sophie were getting more and more into it. They weren’t just kissing now, they were feeling each other all over. Mia almost felt as if she was intruding on them but then Charlotte reached out to take her hand. Mia came over and the three of them took turns kissing one another and feeling each other. Mia had never felt another woman’s breasts before and she was surprised by how much she enjoyed it. Then, feeling bold, she got up and sat at the edge of the hot tub, so that just her feet were in the water.
She then opened her legs and pulled Sophie towards her. Sophie, who was at that moment still wrapped around Charlotte, looked surprised and then excited by the sudden change of direction. Sophie lay in front of Mia, and kissed her legs all the way from the knee to the middle, where finally her tongue found its way inside her. While she was doing this Charlotte got up and sat next to Mia – kissing her. Mia had never felt anything like this before. With Charlotte kissing her on the mouth and touching her breasts and Sophie licking her until she came – she experienced a kind of ecstasy that she never thought possible. It was pure adulterated joy and she never wanted it to end. After that each girl had a turn with each other, and the three of them came more times in that one night than they probably had in months with their husbands. They knew each other so well and this form of intimacy only made them closer.
By the time they were finished they were exhausted. They lay in the hot tub, with the temperature turned to cool and waited for their breathing to return back to normal. The strange thing was that Mia didn’t even feel bad for what had happened. It was true what Charlotte said – the three of them were one and the same. They were, and had always been, one person living in three separate bodies. It was them against the world.
“So,” Mia said, finally breaking the silence and looking at Sophie, “Can you organize a holiday like this every year?”
They all burst out laughing. “Every year? Oh Mia, I’m going to need that at least every month!”
Story 6
“Are you fucking kidding me? How many times have you promised me that you would finish that?” I hated sounding like a bitch, but Rick, my husband, continually promised to help me finish projects around the house yet never actually followed through on them.
His excuses were always the same. I was getting so good at predicting them that I sometimes mouthed them to myself as he said them. “I told you, I have a lot going on at work. I’m not the one sitting at home all day Lois.”
He thought this point was some kind of trump card, but it made my blood boil. He never took my business seriously, for the simple fact that I was able to work on it from home. I put years of blood, sweat, and tears into it in order to get it off the ground, and I still worked hard on it each and every day.
This hard work is worth it, don’t get me wrong. I make incredible money and have the luxury to work in my underwear and take breaks whenever I need to. If I’m being honest, I usually don’t even get underwear on. There's something exciting about being on the phone with customers or answering emails while the person on the other side has no idea that the woman they are talking to is nude.
The fact that Rick didn’t take my work seriously used to hurt, but as time went on it just turned into an annoyance. He could be so full of himself, and had really neglected our relationship after he grew bored with it years into our marriage.
I tried to inject some spice back into it. Despite the fact that he let himself go, I still managed to work out every day. I am in my late 30’s, yet arguably look better than I did back in college. I never used to put much effort into my appearance, but now I felt like I needed to in order to get any attention at all.
Other people would give me compliments all the time. Women at the gym were always jealous of my still perky breasts and toned body, but I always pointed out that I deserved it because I worked for it. They could have it too if they just got off their asses more often.
No compliments ever came from Rick. The most I ever got was ‘thanks’ after blowjobs. He never noticed that they got better with time because I watched perhaps too much porn trying to discover techniques that actually looked pleasurable. He didn’t even seem to notice that for a while I was making sure to fuck him daily.
He had a hot wife cooped up in his house, trying to release her pent up sexual energy from long days spent fully nude, but this was lost on him. I had to practically beg to get any action in return, and trying to introduce anything even remotely kinky was always met with a condescending disapproval.
The large toy collection I had developed over the years was also lost on him, which I took great precautions to hide. I kept them locked in a small box that fit nicely under our bed and behind some extra blankets. If he found them, they would be gone, and they were all I had to keep myself sane.
I tried very hard to make things work, but he was pushing me too far. I had fought for him for years, but now I couldn’t even get him to help me clean our pool, install the new microwave we had sitting in our kitchen for over a month, or any of the other items on a list that was stretching further and further down a digital to-do list that we shared.
I thought about his comment about me sitting at home all day, wanted to run up and hit him, but calmed myself down. “You can be a real jackass Rick. You know I can’t hold the micr
owave up long enough to screw it in, and I know you don’t actually need to be at work as long as you are at God knows what you do when you ‘work late’,” I may have been taking a similar low road to his, but I had ground to stand on, and he did not.
A huge fight ensued, but by the end he agreed to do something about helping me. For some reason this time he seemed like he meant it, if for no other reason than he knew I wouldn’t stop talking about it if he didn’t.
I expected him to come home early the next day, but he did not. When he came in the door well after dinner time, he was drunk and I was ready to lay into him.
“Before you yell at me, I think I’ve found a solution you will like.” His words slurred slightly, which annoyed me, but I let him continue. “You know Bob, the guy I work with? He has a son that needs some extra work this summer before he goes back to college.”
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