They led me up a flight of stairs and to a single door at the top. As Julie opened the door, I stood there in astonishment. There, in the middle of the room, was a large X. It was lifted from the floor about waist high by four metal legs and a support in the middle, and appeared to have a soft cushion of padding on the top. The entire thing looked to be about seven or eight feet long.
"I … uh … I,” I began, stammering all over myself in the attempt to appear cool. It was no use. I wasn't being cool and it showed.
"It's a Swinger's X,” Julie said, “haven't you ever seen one?"
I shook my head cautiously.
"Zoe brought it with her when she moved in,” she continued, “and we have so much fun with it.” She turned and winked at the redhead. “Would you like to see how it works?"
"Um … yeah, sure,” I said, “I'm always interested in learning new things."
I definitely knew they weren't just good friends now.
Julie took Zoe by the hand and led her over to the X.
"You see,” she explained, “you can use it whether your partner is on their tummy or on their back.” She turned her friend towards the X with her back to us. “I like to put Zoe on her tummy, since she has such a nice ass."
She unfastened the redhead's bra, letting her bare breasts gently fall, then knelt down and peeled her panties off, leaving her naked in front of me. Without a word, Zoe climbed up on the padded X, and stretched her body out on the middle so that her legs were parted and down the bottom half of the X, and her arms were extended on the top half of the X. The middle was just long enough for her to lie comfortably with her head at the top and her crotch at the bottom. I could see the finely trimmed red hair around her mound and pussy lips. I was getting a tremendous hard on.
"This way,” Julie continued as if she were teaching a high school health class, “Her cunt is open and very accessible for me to kneel between her legs and eat her pussy."
She stopped talking long enough to put her face between her roommate's thighs and lapped her juices to demonstrate. I shifted from foot to foot, trying to will my erection to go down. It was no use. It wasn't listening to reason.
She stood up and continued fingering her friend's pussy as she went on with her explanation. Zoe moaned and wiggled her bottom to take more of Julie's digit.
"With Zoe's large titties,” she said, “she can't keep them all up on the cushioned part, so they hang down and I can lean under her and suck on them, just like a calf sucking on his mother's tits."
She proceeded to show me as she repositioned herself and took one of Zoe's large pink nipples in her mouth. The redhead wiggled to be able to shove more of her breast between Julie's lips and scooted up a bit too far. The blonde noticed.
"You naughty girl,” Julie scolded, “how can I lick your pussy if you move up on the X?"
Before Zoe could answer, Julie leaned over her, forced her legs apart even more than the X had them, and began spanking the redhead's pussy lips with her hand. The captive one groaned at the stinging that was spreading through her most private place, and then moaned as Julie began to caress it.
"I love Zoe,” Julie said, “so I can never really hurt her."
It was almost getting to be too much for me. It felt as someone had stuck a tree limb in my pants.
"Do you ever get on the X?” I asked.
"Oh yes, I have a favorite position on it,” she answered.
Without hesitation, Zoe got off and Julie got on. The blonde climbed up and then stretched out on her back with her legs bent at the knees. Everything, and I mean everything, was in full view.
"This is a perfect position to lick her pussy,” Zoe explained, “She's so open this way."
I could see that. I could see everything.
Zoe knelt down at the base of the X and began licking her friend's shaved cunt, then slipped a finger inside. The captive one moaned as I had never heard a woman moan before. The redhead lifted her head and grinned.
"Would you like to try it?” she asked.
That was a silly question. Everything in me wanted to try it … to lick away at Julie's pussy and then ram my stiff rod inside of it … but I couldn't. I shook my head.
"I'm sorry,” I told her, “I'm married."
"I can honor that,” she said, “but just in case you change your mind, you know our address."
I nodded.
"Do you think we can postpone your carpet cleaning until tomorrow?” I asked.
"Sure."
"Good,” I told them as I backed out of the room, “I'll see you tomorrow."
I jumped in my van and headed home. My wife met me at the door with a puzzled look on her face.
"I thought you had a 4:00 appointment,” she said.
"It got postponed until tomorrow,” I told her as I took her hand and led her to the bedroom, “I have something of more urgent matters to take care of now."
She oohhed and ahhed when I undressed and she saw the hardness of my cock, and then knelt down to take it in her mouth.
"I don't know what caused this,” she said as she lifted her head and smiled at me, “but whatever it was, I hope it happens again."
I moaned as she devoured my penis and pushed a little more into her throat.
"You can count on it,” I murmured, “be naked and in the bed at 5:00 tomorrow. You'll get a repeat performance."
"Sam!"
"Yes, Lorraine?"
"I can't believe you just did that!"
"Just did what?"
"You kicked the dog."
"I didn't kick the dog."
"Yes you did. I just saw you out the kitchen window. You took your foot and kicked the dog."
"Lorraine, all I did was tap the dog on the rump with my foot to get him to go out in the grass."
"Tapping with a foot is called kicking, Sam."
"No, honey, tapping with a foot is still tapping. He wouldn't stop sniffing that dead bug on the driveway, so I just gave him a little nudge with my foot to move him along so he would go out in the grass and pee."
"It looked to me as if you kicked him pretty hard."
"You know I would never hurt the dog, Lorraine. Here, let me show you."
"Show me what?"
"Show you how I just tapped the dog with my foot."
"How are you going to show me that, Sam?"
"Get down on your hands and knees."
"Excuse me?"
"I just want to show you how I tapped the dog with my foot."
"Do I look like I just fell off the turnip truck?"
"No, of course not, but I want you to believe me."
"I believe you, Sam. I've got to finish the dishes now."
"No, I can tell by the sound in your voice that you don't believe me. C'mon, Lorraine, humor me."
"Alright, Sam, what do you want me to do?"
"Get on your hands and knees on the carpet."
"Like this?"
"Yeah, just like that."
"Do I get to wag my tail like Fido does?"
"Don't do that, Lorraine."
"Why not?"
"Cause when you wiggle your hiney back and forth like that, your skirt crawls up and I can see your panties."
"So?"
"So, I might start getting some kinky ideas."
"Start getting kinky ideas? Sam, you've had kinky ideas since the day we were married."
"I know, but the ideas are really flowing now."
"So if wag my tail like this and show you that I'm a happy puppy, my skirt comes up?"
"Yep, and the Mr. Happy in my pants starts wagging too."
"And if I put my head down like this and show you that I'm an obedient little puppy?"
"Mmm … I can see all those pretty lace panties now."
"Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"Are dogs supposed to wear panties?"
"Hmm … good point, Lorraine. No, they're not supposed to wear panties."
"Then I guess these should come off, huh?"