I couldn't drive anymore, my eyes were tired from staring at lonely highways all day. I was the only driver out of the three of us and it was difficult. My wife, Olivia, and her niece, Jessica, were in the car with me. We were going from Key West, Florida to New York with only me behind the wheel which would take two and a half days and two hotel stops along the way. It was times like this that I regret never helping my wife get her license. Jessica was 21, but since she lived on her college campus and everything was within walking distance, she never got around to getting her license. That put me as the only driver. Oh well.
Olivia and I were on vacation in the Florida Keys when her niece, who goes to college in Miami, asked if we could pick her up on our drive home to New York. We had driven down and were planning on taking it slow back home until that point. Our plans had us stopping at three places on the way home to go sight seeing. Now those plans were all but trashed thanks to us having Jess with us. Olivia argued that we could still make those stops, just not have the kind of "fun" that we had planned along the way.
Jessica was just starting a three month Summer break from college. She was planning on flying home to New York until she heard that we would be down in Florida close to her. She had her mom, Olivia's sister Daniella, ask if she could drive home with us in order to save money. We really didn't want the company, but somehow we got roped into bringing her on the ride with us. Once Olivia brought it up with me, I immediately knew that our plans for having any adult actions in the car on the ride home would be forgotten. Olivia said she didnt mind, but I did. I liked when Olivia would give me blowjobs as I drove or when we stopped at rest stops and had quickies on park benches. Now all that had to stop for the remainder of our trip.
Olivia was in the passenger seat beside me while our niece was in the back seat. Jess was on her phone most of the ride anyway. Every few hours when we stopped for the restroom or for food, the two women would switch places so the other one might sleep or at least spread out on the back seat. Me? I was stuck in the drivers seat. Thank God someone invented Cruise Control. My back was starting to hurt and I could go for a nice massage when we got to our first hotel stop. I was thinking maybe we could ask Jess to step out for a few minutes but I'm sure Olivia would have none of that. Would that be wrong? Probably. Olivia would probably consider it rude.
Our first sight seeing stop was at Cape Canaveral, Florida. When we finally finished the tour and finished eating, we looked for some accommodations for the night. After finding a nice hotel, I paid for the room and got the key. I was so tired from driving and sight-seeing all day that an important need slipped my mind. As we opened the door to our room and stepped in, we all noticed that there was only one king sized bed in the room, not two beds which we needed. I was pissed off at my own stupidity for forgetting such a obvious need. As I was about to go back to the office, my wife stopped me to say that it was fine, it's just one night. Again, another potential loss to our fooling around. My insides were burning up from all the irritation I was holding inside.
We put our luggage down before sitting around on the bed and the chairs deciding the sleeping arrangements and the wake-up time. The next leg of our journey was all driving which would be a long day for me. We decided that my wife would naturally be in the middle, with me and Jess on either side of her. 8am would be our alarm before getting breakfast and starting out. Once those plans were out of the way, Olivia called for the first shower. Jess would go second with me showering last. That was great because it gave me about 40 minutes to relax waiting for the two women to finish.
As Olivia got her toiletries ready, I took off my shirt and flopped down on my stomach across the bed. "Maybe I'll give you a quick massage when I get out of the shower" Olivia said as she entered the bathroom. I looked up at her with a smile on my face as she closed the door behind herself. My head tilted to look at Jess sitting in the side chair. She was still on her phone but now her head was up looking at me and Olivia, apparently paying attention to what Olivia just said. My mind quickly drew up images of what Olivia and I might do while Jess was showering. Maybe all was not lost. My dick stirred beneath me with the thought.
I heard my wife brushing her teeth and messing around before I eventually heard the shower start. Concurrently, I also heard Jess get out of her chair and begin fishing through her own bag getting ready for her shower once my wife was done. I knew I had at least 15 minutes of Olivia showering before she would emerge to give me my massage. My eyes were closed as I tried to relax. Sexy thoughts of a dirty blowjob or a quick fuck were floating past my minds eye as I lay there. My loins were in anticipation of Olivia joining me here as our niece showered.
The next thing I felt was Jess sit on the bed next to me. No, not sitting, crawling onto the bed. From across the giant mattress, she was approaching my sprawled out body. Unexpectedly, she then began climbing on top of my back. Surprised, I asked her "What are you doing?"
She manueveured herself to be sitting on my ass as she answered "Im going to start your massage. Aunt Olivia can take over once she finishes showering." It sounded like a great idea but on second thought it didnt. I heard the squirting of lotion out of a bottle just before she leaned forward gliding her hands across my back. They were already slick with the cream she squirted, probably from the Jergins bottle that Olivia kept in our own toiletries bag. I objected to her bold assumption that I would be ok with this, "I don't think this is appropriate while Olivia is showering. You need to get off."
"You don't want me to keep going? I can do just as good a job as Aunt Olivia can. Or don't you like me being on top of you in just a towel?" That last part surprised me. My mind flashed pictures of what Jessica had just revealed and what she would look like in just a towel. It made my dick start stirring again. I wondered why she had revealed that fact, especially since I was face down and couldn't see her. I objected a second time, "Jen. I'm sure you can give a great massage, but if you're truly only in a towel, than you need to get off of me before Olivia comes out of the bathroom and finds you like that."
She countered with "I heard Aunt Olivia and you were swingers and I thought it would be OK." Her hands continued sliding around my back and along my tight muscles. The pressure she was using was perfect as well as the speed she was moving, yet my irritability was building with what she just revealed. "Who told you we were swingers?" I questioned with my voice slightly on the annoyed side. Her explanation surprised me even more, "I found you on the internet the other day as I Googled you. You guys post to a swingers message board quite alot, and a few other sites too. Why do you think I wanted to take this trip with you instead of flying?"
At that, I demanded that she get off of me. "OK, That's it! Off! Now!" Had she just hinted at the fact that because we are swingers that she might get laid?? I was instantaneously beyond mad. I tried to keep my voice to a reasonable level even through my anger.
As she slid off my body, I felt skin against skin, hers and mine, across my back. I tried not to think of what part of her actually touched me, although my straining cock had its own ideas. I turned my head to look at her. She was wrapped in a loose, unwinding towel as she was climbing off the bed. I was privy to a small part of her bare ass which excited me more but didn't stop or quell my frustrations. As she stood up, she moved to fix her towel more tightly around her. Knowing that I was probably watching, she lifted the towel high enough to make sure she showed me her entire naked ass before wrapping it tight around her once again. I felt my dick grow even more underneath me in that moment. In my annoyance, I turned over, sat up on the edge of the bed and tried to ignore that I had a very observable hard-on. I'm sure she noticed, but I also needed to explain things to her without her getting the wrong idea.
I began, "Jess!! First, It's not right being nosey in other people's lives. Second, what we do in our sex lives is none of your business! Third, in spite of what you may think, swingers do things "together" and not just with anyone at any time. With that said, I would never do anything without my wife being present or without her consent. What you're doing is going against everything that swingers stand for; trust, honor, permission and fun. Breaking just one of those would hurt a relationship beyond words. And if Aunt Olivia came out of that bathroom finding you on top of me like that, it had potential to ruin a few of those qualities in our relationship. Do you understand?"
Jessica looked to be listening to every word I said and concidering her actions the entire time I was talking. Her thoughts then came out, "So that hard-on you have there isn't because of me?" I was slightly embarrassed knowing she saw it, yet in a way I figured she might anyway. I continued, "Yes, it's because of you but that doesn't mean that you get to see it, touch it or have it! Whether we're swingers or not, I do nothing without Liv's approval." She almost looked hurt by my words but at that moment I didn't care. "Aunt Olivia is my wife and I don't cheat on her and I would never want her to think otherwise. We do things together not separately. So, I'm sorry, but whatever you were thinking, whatever you were hoping for, and what you were doing is all improper. For you and for us!" I know I sounded harsh but sometimes you have to in order to get your point across.
"I understand. I'm sorry." Her head was tilted down, either feeling appoligetic
or looking at my erection again. Then she did something unexpected, she undid her towel, draped it over her arm, and stood there completely naked in front of me. I admired the full view of her body, giving into the lusts in me that had been building up for the last day and a half.
She was skinny in the mid-section with tiny tits above and a pretty crotch below. I was more drawn to the small breasts since my wife has more than average ones. I had been with a few women with small breasts in the past and knew how much they excited me and how much I loved playing with them. Hers were the perfect size for me. The hair below was a definite turn-on. I preferred shaved and a well-groomed bush, and hers was shaped into a heart and very neatly trimmed. There was no way she could have done that good of a job all by herself, I thought. Altogether, she was definetly sexy standing there in front of me allowing me to observe every inch of her. She wasn't moving or talking, just torturing me by standing still. I nearly asked her back to bed to re-start my massage.
"Do I have your permission then to go shower?" She didnt seem irritated but her question confused me. " Of course." I said confused, wondering what her objective was. She reached for the doorknob to the bathroom and added "I guess I'll just have to go get Aunt Olivia's approval to join you guys in bed tonight." Her ass looked incredibly perfect and toned as she turned away from me. She definetly kept in shape at college, though I didn't know if she was doing any sports or just kept fit for the boys. I would have loved to be able to touch those perfectly shaped cheeks but I knew I had to get those ideas out of my head quickly. At that, before I had a chance to react, she opened the door and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. What did she mean with those last words? And what was she planning?
I fell back down onto the bed, now unable to relax. I still heard the shower going as Olivia and Jess started talking. Olivia was probably close to finishing, but now as I heard muffled voices coming from inside I assumed it might be awhile. I wanted to know what was being said but then again I didn't. I just laid there on my back staring up at the ceiling thinking about what had just transpired. My boner had not started to dissipate even though Jess was out of the room, it still stood up in my shorts reminding me of my sexual frustration of the situation. Thinking to myself "Did our niece really just try to seduce me? And, Holy shit, did she have a nice body! What I wouldn't give to be able to have time to play with that body for awhile." Ashamed of my thoughts, I reminded myself that my wife would never let that happen. No matter if we were swingers or not, we had rules. And no matter how fucking hot someone was, the rules come first and foremost!
Some rules that have always been a part of our swinging lifestyle from the beginning is no friends, no family, and no one under 30 years old. We broke the family part of the rules a few months ago when we seduced Olivia's sister, Daniella (who by the way is also Jess's mom). We've made friends in the lifestyle and then fucked them, so we broke that rule too, but isn't that different? So far, in five years, that one rule regarding under 30 people had never been broken and I doubt it would be broken today. Although, truthfully, it had never been an issue before now. Most swingers are over 30 anyway. Yet, if the look on Jess's face was any indication, she was going to be very persistent to try.
After ten minutes since Jess went into the bathroom, my thoughts questioned who was actually in the shower now. I still heard talking coming from inside but I couldn't tell which one was showering and which one was probably sitting on the toilet seat just talking. My best guess was that Olivia was probably done showering, Jess and her had switched places, and my massage time was being eaten up by their conversations. Again, I was being robbed of MY time!
I was pretty confident that Olivia was being very adamant about not allowing Jess into our bed, or, more to the point, not allowing her into our sex life. Especially since we were all going to be sleeping in the same bed already. I wondered if Olivia would allow me to sleep naked considering I'd be on the opposite side of her from our niece. A little danger play. Also, it would be my way of torturing Jess by saying 'Haha look what you can't have!'
On the other hand, I was also pretty sure that Jess was probably coming up with multiple reasons why she 'should' be allowed to join us. She's in college and pretty smart, so it wouldn't surprise me if she came up with better arguments, including what benefit it could be for Olivia and I. I couldn't think of one good benefit of allowing her to join us, other than Liv and I getting to play with a 21 year old for the first time. Between thinking about all my lost sexual time with my wife today, tonight, and for the next two days, and then also thinking about Jess, her body and her wanting to join us, my cock didn't know whether to shrink or expand even more. It all made me more irritated.
Strangely, there were blocks of talking and blocks of silence. At times, there was more talking and then suddenly more silence. It was weird! I wished I knew what they were saying to each other. Whatever was happening or being said, or being whispered, I'm sure Olivia was putting her foot down. I hoped the shower would turn off so I could hear everything they were saying more clearly. Then again, if it did turn off, then I knew that it was my turn to shower. At least then I would be able to masterbate in the shower, take off the edge and relax for the rest of the night. Maybe even use the picture of Jess's body for my solo session. Oh, how wrong that would be!!, but it's the freshest image in my mind
Another ten minutes went by before Olivia finally emerged, without a towel... alone. I heard the shower still running in the bathroom behind her as she closed the door. She came over to me where I was lying on the bed. I was still on my back, hoping my erection from before had gone down so she wouldn't get any suspicions in her head. As my head tilted up to look at her and realized she was naked and partially wet, my cock came back to life and was standing at attention immediately.
Kneeling down on the floor next to my head, leaning in close, my wife whispered in my ear in a erotic tone, "Your turn for a shower, baby! Hurry before Jess uses up all the hot water." I turned my head towards her as she just nodded me towards the bathroom. I knew Jess was still in there, most likely still in the shower, so I was confused. Then I got "The Look" from Olivia, the one that told me it's ok to play, the one we use when we are swinging with other couples. That made me even more confused. That wasn't another couple or another woman in there, it was our niece, her sister's daughter. Maybe I just took the words and the look incorrectly.
I sat up on the bed. My cock was indeed back to full hight and thickness just waiting and begging to be touched. Olivia climbed up behind me. Her naked body pressing up against my back. With her mouth next to my ear, she again whispered in my ear, "Thank you for being a great husband! You know I'll always love and trust you. So, go on..." again nodding me towards the open bathroom doorway and the shower inside. Her voice had an evil twinge to it which I knew was a good thing.
With that, I knew Jess had won the battle and gotten her way. I also guessed that she had told my wife exactly what had transpired while she was showering and how I had denied our niece of her advances. I stood up, my dick pushing against the inside of my underwear tenting them, and began unbuckling my belt. Olivia moved off the bed in order to help assist me to get out of all my clothes. Standing there naked alongside her, I wanted nothing more than to throw her on the bed and fuck the shit out of her. Running her hand across my cock, walking around me and then climbing back onto the bed, Olivia's naked body inticed me even more to ignore the shower and who was in there.
I watched her lustfully as she fluffed a pillow before turning to lay on her back, spreading her legs wide open to show me her exposed shaved pussy. "By the way," she mentioned as she ran a hand over her smooth area free of pubic hair, "I cleaned her up while I was in there." As I walked towards the bathroom door, my wife said from behind me, "And leave the door open." Another part of our swinging arrangement was that we try to the best of our ability to adhere to what the other person requests or denies. It's not always an easy rule to follow, especially in the heat of the moment with a new person amidst all the sexual excitement, but this was an easy one. I entered, not looking back, leaving the door wide open as per her request.
Jess was still in the shower when I came in. I could see her silouette through the steamy glass door. The gorgeous shape of her body, thin and sexy, not clear through the steamed up window but enough to tease my hard-on again. For the second time tonight, her nakedness was the reason for my excitement below.
I looked back through the open doorway at my wife. She was now laying on the bed, on her stomach, naked ass in the air, facing the bathroom and watching my every move. She again nodded me forward with a smile on her face. I blew her a quick kiss, turned back to my objective and allowed my straight cock to lead the way.
I was hesitant to open the door but I already knew Jess would want this, that my wife now wanted this, and overall I wanted this too. I wondered what had happened between Jess and Olivia after Jess had entered the bathroom. What had she said or done to convince my wife to go against one of our swinging rules. My imagination could make millions of assumptions but that would be later. Right now, it was my turn in the shower... with our niece. I put my hand on the shower door and began to open it