1. Glamour Shots, Chapter 11


    Date: 10/24/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: stormdog100, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    the smooth, dark wood of the deck surface so that you step down into the tub rather than climbing up to enter. It works well and looks beautiful, and, with the water temperature set at a hundred and three degrees, it provides easy seating for anyone that wants to sit along the side and cool down for awhile before again slipping into the hot water. As almost the last to enter, Allison and I had ended up on the long side of the tub which was away from the yard, so that part of the deck was just behind our shoulders; she was in the corner seat, which was designed to allow the occupant to recline, her head back against a vinyl pillow and her feet stretched out along the end of the tub where they just touched Michael’s hip, and alongside of him at that end was Marci. I was on Alli’s other side, on a sunken seat that let the water rise up almost to my chin, a massage jet against my back and bubbles rising vigorously all around me, including between my legs, where they teased and tickled very nicely at my more tender bits. Karen was alongside me on that longer side of the tub, her hip touching mine, and Charlie was next to her, momentarily silent, water up to his chin and by all appearances possibly sleeping. At the end, past the corner and ninety degrees from Charlie were Irene, and then Oscar, and on the other far side – the “infinity” side, facing Alli and me, with their backs to the yard – were Keri, closest to Oscar, and Don, and then next to Don came Molly, and then Davonn, ...
    which put Davonn and Marci nearest each other at that final corner. The first thing that became apparent about that seating arrangement was that all the couples had stayed together; there had been no mingling or swapping position or partner for the sake of conversation - or anything else. The other thing I noticed was that all twelve of us had automatically aligned ourselves in the seemingly de rigueur boy-girl-boy-girl arrangement, so that no place in the spa did members of the same sex sit side-by-side! It was almost funny that we had sub-consciously adhered to convention in that way, but then again, sitting as close as we were, naked and in some cases close enough that we were touching each other, it was probably the most natural arrangement. I don’t know for sure, but I suspect that the female contingent would have been less concerned about touching a female neighbor, and that we men had probably somehow ensured that the arrangement of bodies had ended up as it had. It was fine with me this way – I had my gorgeous wife on one side and the stunning Miss Karen/DDiamond on the other, so I was in hog heaven – but it was a little distracting that both were pressed against me, touching, skin-on-skin. It was relaxing though, the conversation low and muted now that Charlie’s craziness had subsided, and we all just talked about normal stuff like you do at parties. To me it all still felt a little surreal, but if anyone else thought this whole thing was unusual in any way they gave ...