Quickie Aftermath

They say size matters. Does that apply to the time element too? The longer a pleasurable event goes on the greater the satisfaction?

I’m not sure it does. That quick fumble at the stables between Mary, Katie and me lasted less time than it takes the government to do a U-turn but will live in my memory as one of my horniest encounters ever. Several reasons combined. The greatest had to be that I had a mother and daughter molesting me but the fact that it was in public where anyone could have walked in notched it a few degrees further up the depravity scale. And then that it was Mary's action of taking her blouse off as a starting signal that cemented it as totally horny.

When we’d calmed down and rearranged our clothes so we were presentable I looked at my two friends. If I expected to see a sheepish ‘god we shouldn’t have done that’ expression I was disappointed. More a ‘fuck that was fun, let’s do it properly’ I hoped my face contained the same message.

I’d been wanting this, to have both Mary and Katie, but had doubted it would happen. The fact that it had, at their instigation rather than mine, was a bonus.

There didn’t seem any awkwardness there, but I wanted to be sure.

“Guys. Wow. Do you want to chat about it? Have a coffee?”

“I can’t,” said Katie, “I promised to meet some friends, but you two go, I’m sure Dad won’t miss you for a bit.”

With that, she kissed both of us and disappeared.

I had to ask, “Did you engineer that?”

Mary for the first time did look sheepish. “Sort of. We’d chatted about the three of us. I told Katie I was relaxed about you and her and she said we ought to give you a present given how you’ve improved our lives. So we just agreed we’d go with any opening that occurred.”

“That didn’t just occur though did it?”

“No, I don’t think it did. Katie is the past master of manipulation!”

“So it seems. You still relaxed at what happened?”

“Oh,, yes. Shame it was so quick but it got us over that hurdle didn’t it?”

“Yes, amazingly my exact thoughts. What next? Can Katie join us on Wednesday? I assume we are on for then.”

“I doubt you’d be able to stop her and yes Simon’s in Birmingham.”

“Great. Will you let me take some photos? My followers are desperate to see you.”

“I don’t know. Perhaps. Nothing explicit like Katie’s and yours. Not showing my face anyway.”

“That’s okay. Give them your body to lust after!”

“Ha. Okay, we’ll see.”

We left it there and went into town for a quick coffee. Mary reckoned she had a half hour before the texts started demanding to know where she was.

Having done what we’d done I felt I could ask some personal questions about Simon.

“Was he any good in bed in the early days?” Nothing like being subtle Tracy!

“I suppose so. I wasn’t exactly the town bicycle, I’d only slept with a few guys before I started dating him so can’t really give a definitive answer. Why?”

“Good question. I just wondered why he stopped paying you attention.”

“Mid-life, crisis I suppose. Didn’t you have the same problem?”

“No. Mine was the reverse. Too much unwelcome attention. Do you think Simon might be gay and can’t come to terms with it?”

Mary sipped her coffee before replying. “Interesting thought but no, I don’t think so, but then I’m not sure I’d know the signs to look for.”

“Nor me, that’s something my Hex was definitely not. What about the reverse? Fancying other women?”

“No, I really can’t see it. Anyway, why the interest?”

“Oh, I don’t know. He’s blighting your life and Katie’s I was just idly wondering if he could be transformed.”

“What, by you seducing him?”

“Christ no. You know my attitude toward men. I’d not be able to get anywhere near him without freaking out!”

“Mm, shame. I’d love to see how he reacted.”

“Are you being serious?”

“Actually I think I am. You know these sessions with you have transformed me. I just wondered if the same could happen to Simon.”

“It wouldn’t worry you if Simon screwed another woman? After all, you’ve not been with a man.”

“No it wouldn’t worry me. As I said to you originally I don’t want to commit adultery, but if it got him off my back I don’t mind if he does.”

“Does he have a preference?”

“For what?”

“Women. Young, old, blonde brunette?”

“God knows. I wouldn’t have thought it mattered as long as she opened her legs and had a vagina.”

I wonder if he’d fancy Carol. SHe’s open to most things and I doubt Charlie would mind. Have you tried seducing him lately? Dress sexy? Ply him with booze?”

Mary burst into laughter. “You think he’d notice? I’m willing to bet he’d not react even to a naked woman walking through our living room.”

“Let’s try!” I was feeling mischievous and didn’t mean the comment seriously, but Mary didn’t immediately tell me to shut up.

“Hehe. I wonder.”

“No, not seriously?”

“Well not naked no, but dressed provocatively.”

“Who? Me?”

“Yes, why not. Show plenty of leg, loads of cleavage.”

“But wouldn’t he go ape? Forbid you to see me?”

“We’re not far off that now. He thinks we are both neglecting him because of you.”

“But Wednesdays. We’d still have Wednesdays if he banned you seeing me?“

“Try and stop us!”

In some ways, it was an appealing thought. No different from the flashing I’d been doing for some time. But it would involve confrontation of some description and I’m not very good at that. “Let’s park that in the. ‘Great idea in theory, mad in practice’ box.

What I did do though just before Simon's text asking ‘Where are you?’ arrived was to ask if Mary was up for helping me do something a little crazy. I explained what I had in mind. It elicited her signature giggle and a “What a hoot” reply. With Katie in tow to photograph it, it should be fun.

Watch this space.