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Just like the Old Days

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I was sat with Steffi, wife of an old friend, who was currently, like me, watching her husband on the dance-floor with Jan, my wife. Now that it was towards the end of the evening it was a slower dance.

Jan and Mike were dancing closely.

Um, no. Jan and Mike were dancing very closely, in a darker corner of the dance-floor.

Steffi and I were not too worried about dancing – I have two left feet and can’t keep to any sort of rhythm and Steffi, well Steffi wanted to keep me company to let Mike dance with Jan. Sort of…

Steffi giggled. “Talk about the vertical expression of a horizontal desire.”

“And that doesn’t bother you?”

“Lord no,” and then as Steffi’s hand brushed my hard cock trying to escape from the front of trousers, “Nor you from the feel of that.”

She went on, “I think we’ll have to take this and them home before they get arrested for indecent intent or whatever.”

But how had we got to this?

Well, a couple of months earlier out of the blue we had received an invitation to the wedding of Francis, the daughter of some folks we knew who lived in the next county to ours. We have over the course of our married life been either lucky enough or maybe unlucky enough for me to have had a good job, but one that required me to be able to move round the country. In the course of forty and odd years I think we moved home and usually location as well, about 14 times. Now I’ve retired we don’t plan to move again – period!

We lived next door to these folks about four or five moves ago, but even though they were a little younger than us, as our children were of a similar age, we had become very close friends with them. Birthday parties, Christmas parties, pool parties, I think we’d been to them all.

Jan, my good lady and Steffi, Mike’s wife, being the home birds looking after the children, had become particularly close. I also think that given the amount of flesh that was displayed at the pool parties that Mike had quite fancied Jan, I know I had Steffi – but younger children, that well-known contraceptive force, had very much seen to it that nothing had ever happened between us. I’ll explain at this point that before our children arrived on the scene that Jan and I had been known to very discreetly and carefully swap partners, but only with folks we trusted and knew very well. But that had been a long time ago.


Retired we may be, but both Jan and I have a very healthy and active physical side to our relationship. Normally restricted to the bed-room these days – we like our comfort! Nevertheless now we have more time for each other as we’ve got older that side of our relationship has got stronger and more frequent. We are also more easily able to tell each other what we want and like out of our lovemaking.

So, a couple of days after the arrival of our invitation to the wedding, we were relaxing in bed, with a glass of wine after a ‘nooner.’ I’m not sure why we’d decided to indulge in the middle of the day, but then there didn’t have to be that much of a reason other than one of us had decided to drag the other one to bed and have their ‘wicked way’ with them.

“So,” said Jan, “Are we going to Fran’s wedding then?”

We always called Francis Fran, she wasn’t keen on Francis, she felt it was too formal, so Fran it had always been to her family and friends.

As we lived a couple of hundred miles away it would mean a couple or three days away from home. No matter, it wasn’t a difficult question to answer.

“Oh yes,” was my instant reply, “it’ll be nice to meet up again. Perhaps we can stay in the area for a few days and meet up with them again after the big day when they have a bit more time. It’ll be nice to catch up.”

Now at this point I must admit that the thought of seeing Steffi again caused a certain part of my anatomy to, shall we say, think on its own. As Jan was still laying against me, her reaction was instant.

“Oh, what have we here, then?” And she snaked her hand between us to grasp my now rapidly and embarrassingly stiffening cock. “Hey there, Mr – he’s giving you away again, you’re thinking of Steffi and maybe getting into her pants at last…”

“Busted!” I laughed. “Well, you always did fancy Mike – as long as they’ve not had an attack of the ‘Uglies’ as they’ve got older it could be rather fun.”

Putting down our half-finished glasses of wine we spent the next few minutes on a second round. I think we more than proved to each other how much the thought of meeting our old friends and whatever it might bring interested us.


The following day I came in from doing some gardening to find Jan just finishing a telephone conversation with Steffi.

“You know they’ve moved since we last knew them? Well I rang her because I wondered if there were any suitable hotels nearby where we might stay,” Jan said. “She’s delighted we can come, and as they have a large house these days would love us to stay with them. They wouldn’t hear of anything else.”

I laughed and said, “That could get interesting – you might get your wish to try out Mike after all.”

Jan blushed and didn’t say anything, but once again our lovemaking that evening was rather more intense and upbeat than normal – and that’s saying something these days!


The day before the date of the wedding Jan took herself off to our local Spa beauty centre for a ‘Me’ day and as she put it, ‘to have me and my appearance tuned up for next week.’

Me? Typical man I’m afraid – I had just retrieved my ‘Match, Hatch and Despatch’ suit from the dry-cleaners – I mean, what else is needed….

Jan, however, returned from being pampered looking even more glamorous than ever, the last thing she looked like was a Granny old enough to be retired. Certainly if her plans played out as she intended Mike was in for a treat – and hopefully, I’d finally manage to bed Steffi.

The journey, being mid-week, was relatively painless, Mike and Steffi as welcoming as ever. Steffi was glad of last minute help and advice from Jan, whereas I kept Mike from interfering. Wedding day was long and tiring but as these things go, a pretty good day. Truth be told weddings are not really my thing, but hey! The booze is free and generally good and I get to people watch. As a designated driver and therefore sober it can be most entertaining.

At the end of the evening I filled the car with two very tired people, slightly tipsy, definitely tending towards the emotional, plus one, also very tired, wife

“Sven – thank you for this, I’ll make it up to you in a couple of nights time when we’ve all had some sleep.”

All I said was, “Mike – it’s been a great day and it’s my pleasure to be able to help.”

We were all too tired even for a nightcap before we tumbled into bed.

Next morning at breakfast I was the only bright and breezy one, especially since it being a nice day I had just swum a number of circuits of their swimming pool which was larger than ours.

Mike laughed as Jan said, “He’s quite insufferable when fresh, sober and not hungover.”

I just poured myself another cup of coffee.

The day was a quiet one as they all laid out in the sun and had some recovery time. Mid-afternoon, it was Steffi who had surprised us by saying, “We’ve booked a table at the Three Horseshoes, they do a nice dinner dance and we thought we could have a pleasant evening out together with no cooking for us girls.”

Mike added, “It’s close enough for us to be able to use a taxi back and they’re quite happy for us to leave my car in their garage overnight. We can go pick that up tomorrow Sven.”

“Other than I tend to only have a token dance, sounds pretty good to me,” I said.

The meal was as good as Mike and Steffi had said, and the three piece band played good music without it being too loud, which was a nice change. Steffi had said during the meal that she wasn’t going to be dancing a lot so Mike could keep Jan happy if I didn’t want to dance.

“Sounds good to me.” I said while Jan just beamed. And so the evening had gone, Steffi and I dancing some of the slower dances and leaving the faster ones to Mike and Jan.

They walked back to the table as there was a short break in the music. Mike went off to the bathroom as Jan sat down for a little bit of a rest.

“Steffi, thank you for loaning me Mike for the evening. Sven, as you know, doesn’t dance much and this evening has been great. Haven’t had as much fun for ages.”

Just then the music restarted with a slower tune for a change. Jan grabbed me and we set off for my token dance.

Jan snuggled up to me. “Hey there big fellow, I hate to mention this, but this is the second hard cock that’s been pressed up to me this evening.”

I kissed her and she put her head back on my shoulder. “I noticed you’ve been lent Mike for the evening, maybe we should return before midnight and the loan ends, or is the ‘evening’ going to be extended to ‘the night’ anyway.”

“Would you mind?” was Jan’s response.

“Not if I get to hold hands with Steffi,” I responded, “Do you think they will go that far?”

“I don’t know for sure just yet, but I think Mike’s discussing it right now.”

As we moved round we could see an earnest discussion going on. As the music speeded up we walked back across.

“Here you are Mike – all yours, I can’t cope with this speed,” I said, laughing to ease the moment.

Mike got up and Jan happily led the way back out to the dance-floor.

I sat back down beside Steffi. In the reduced lighting I couldn’t clearly make out her face. She turned back to me. “Mike wants to fuck Jan, you know?” She used the ‘F’ word to emphasise the statement.

“Do you want the ‘loan’ for the evening to become a loan for the night?” I asked.

“Sven I’m nervous, we’ve never done this before and suddenly I’m not sure.”

“Steffi, why not take it a step at a time?” I suggested, “Jan and I changed partners on the odd occasion a long time ago before the children came along. She and I had discussed the possibility of doing this with you when we lived beside each other, but the children were too young and then I got moved yet again before we got the opportunity. I know that Jan regretted us not doing so with you then.”

Steffi surprised me a little when she said that she and Jan had actually discussed it but had never had the chance to put a plan into action. Now it might actually happen she wasn’t sure if she could deal Mike and Jan spending the rest of the night together.

That’s when she giggled, “Talk about the vertical expression of a horizontal desire, and then ran her hand along my thigh.

“That doesn’t bother you?” I asked.

“Lord, no, leastways I don’t think so any longer.” And then as Steffi’s hand brushed my hard cock trying to escape from the front of trousers, “Nor you from the feel of that.”

“Steffi, when I danced with Jan a moment or two ago she told me that mine was the second hard cock pushing against her this evening. I think she’d like to take Mike to bed this evening. I won’t say sleep with him, because I think that’s probably the last thing they will do together. As you just noticed, I’m pretty horny over the whole thing because as long as both of you are happy with the thought, I want to do the same with you.”

Steffi leaned towards me and gave me a gentle kiss as Mike and Jan came back towards the Table.

Jan laughed and said, “Hey there – I saw that, Mike we need to get even.” And without waiting for a reply she turned and gave him a toe-curling kiss.

We all laughed and I said, “I think that taxi must be just about due, probably just about save you from being arrested for indecency!”

They both looked a bit guilty but then realised we were laughing as well. We got up, both Mike and I adjusting the front of our trousers discreetly before walking into stronger light. On the way out the two ladies went to the powder room.

I said to Mike, “Whatever happens Jan and I are cool with it, so lets just play it by ear.”

Mike gave a slightly embarrassed grin and said, “That’s great, I’d love to spend the night with Jan and I’m happy with the thought of you spending the night with Steffi, I’m just not sure about whether she’s 100% with the idea yet.”

“Mike, let’s just take it gently – don’t push too hard.”

We didn’t have time for any other discussion as the girls got back and we walked to the front door. Our timing was pretty good as the taxi we had earlier arranged had just pulled up so we had no wait. It was one of these new designs with two rows of back seats. Mike and Jan got in first in the very back, Steff and I in the middle row. As it was pre-arranged the driver knew where to head.

I didn’t look at Mike and Jan on the way home but we did chat a little as I held Steffi’s hand. When we got to the other end Steffi opened the front door with Mike while Jan waited for me to pay the cabbie off.

As we walked towards the house she grinned at me. “I had a quick chat with Steffi in the rest room. I only wanted a quick word with her rather than anything else. I could see she was nervous so I wanted to reassure her that we were both OK and that I wasn’t looking to steal her man from her. I think she should be telling Mike that we just pick up from where we were a few minutes ago.”

Then we were closing the front door behind us.

Mike was just finishing pouring me a glass of Merlot, and handed that to me and Steffi handed Jan’s white wine to her. Smiles all round would seem to indicate that any possible crisis had passed. Mike turned the main lights down low then went and put some slow music on, Jan kicked off her shoes and waited for him to return. Then they once more folded into each other’s arms and held each other. Both sets of hands on the other’s bums.

Steffi took my hand and led me to the settee. “Now where were we?” she said as she took my glass from me and put it down beside hers before kissing me. Her kissing became more intense as I slid off the settee and knelt on the floor. Steffi lay along it as I undid her blouse. She raised up on one elbow as I slid it off her shoulders, before unhooking her bra one-handed. She giggled a little as I did so and she shrugged off her blouse and bra, now naked to the waist. As she lay back her breasts stood proud from her chest, her nipples hard and begging to be kissed – so I did, Steff holding my head to her. I stroked her flat belly with my free hand, easing my fingers under the waistband of her skirt and under her panties to her lightly furred pussy. She moaned gently with pleasure as I did so. Then it was as if she made her mind up. She sat up, undid her skirt snap and eased skirt and knickers down her legs, kicked them off and dumped them beside the settee.

Now she concentrated on me and it seemed that in the blink of an eye I was as naked as she was. As I knelt alongside she took my cock in hand, pulling me towards her. To make it easier I stood up to sit on the settee so she could sit on my lap. As we turned round we could see Jan and Mike properly. Both were naked like us. Unlike us they hadn’t wasted any time – Jan was on her back with her legs up over Mike’s shoulders and he was buried deep inside her, thrusting hard into her, both grunting slightly at the force of the coupling, Jan’s wetness making a lovely squishy sound as Mike’s cock was fucked deeply into her.

Steffi gasped as she caught sight of what her husband was doing, and she became transfixed as she watched the scene unfolding in front of her. I sat down to watch and pulled her gently down to sit on my lap facing the two lovers. She trapped my cock underneath her and I wriggled until the tip was at the entrance of her pussy. Easing back then forward and upward I gently pushed inside and pulled Steff back by the hips until I too was buried deeply in her warm tightness. Steffi squeezed her muscles down on me and the exquisite feeling just got better as we started to move, spellbound as at the same time we watched the urgency of the other two. Mike made several staccato thrusts and finished, back arched trying to climb inside Jan as he filled her to the brim – we could see the excess start to leak out round his cock.

Steffi groaned and started to bounce on me, almost as if we both knew we too were going to come as well. She cried out as she came and as she stiffened and clamped down on me I felt the spurt of my own cock as we came hard together, my hands with a life of their own clutching her breasts and pulling her back against me as I started to spasm inside her, Steffi crying out, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” In time to the climactic thrusts we were both making.

As we gasped breath with the exertion of the moment, we realised that both Jan and Mike were grinning at us from their position on the floor.

“What a wanton display,” Mike laughed.

“And we weren’t, wanton, that is.” Jan mused.

Steffi didn’t say anything, but I felt her squeeze my cock inside her, keeping me still hard and not letting me go down too much. In the end though I slipped out and Steff stood up to let me move, white trails wandering down the insides of thighs. Jan crawled across and scooped some up on a finger, transferring the juices to her mouth.

“Love the taste,” she said, scooping more up and offering it to Steff.

She took Jan’s finger into her mouth, obviously trying something new for the first time. It seemed to meet with approval as she scooped more up for herself. Then realising I had a coating on my cock, pushed me gently onto my back and took my cock into her mouth to clean me off. Which in turn started to make me hard again. When it was hard enough she moved astride me and holding him straight sat down on him, trapping me back in the hot, velvet glove of her wetness. She didn’t move too much, rather she used her muscles to ripple and milk me. Glorious sensation again, especially as Jan decided to join in and sat her pussy gently onto my face, the remnants of Mike’s come still running out.

I’ve tasted myself after fucking Jan, Mike’s come didn’t taste too much different. In any case I didn’t seem to have too much say in the matter.

Then Jan got up, allowing me to breathe a little more easily. Steffi squirmed on me as Jan and Mike were doing something behind Steffi. Steffi stopped moving and lay forward on me her breasts and nipples just grazing my own. Then I became aware of a feeling, a sensation in my Cock and became aware that Steffi had a finger in her ass, that I could feel against me. The tightness grew and I wondered what next as I felt another pair of knees astride my legs. Then Steffi groaned and I realised Jan was helping Mike push into his wife’s ass. There was a momentary lurch and then I could feel Mike enter her as she and I held still. Mike pushed slowly in until I could feel his balls graze my legs and his length alongside me as it were.

Steffi let the air out of her lungs as she’d been holding her breath for a moment or two, then she moved on us both as we stayed still, letting Steffi adjust to the double penetration. Now we slowly began to move with her, all three of us grunting in the effort of balancing the motion. Steffi keened gently. Afterwards she would tell us that at that point she was coming almost continually in little mini-orgasms. Mike’s thrusting, like mine, began to take on an urgency and then I could feel him thrusting and the muscles in his cock squirting inside Steffi. That took me over the top and I gave a couple of enormous thrusts to leave what little I’d got left as far inside as I could reach.

I could feel Steffi’s heartbeat, like mine, going like a jackhammer as Mike slid gently out of her ass. I shrank, slipped out and lost contact. As Mike moved back Steffi rolled off me and lay alongside, panting with exertion. I lay with my eyes closed, recovering, as I was kissed by Jan, who’d rather been left out of the last action. Mike and I would make that up to her later in the night as it transpired.

Mike went and fetched a towel or two and some wash cloths and he cleaned Steff off while Jan cleaned me – everyone quite quiet in the aftermath of what we’d just done.

Steffi mumbled that she was exhausted, but the spare bed was made up for Jan and I, she and Mike would see us in the morning.

Jan and I had a quick shower in the shower room off our bedroom to finish cleaning off and then climbed into bed.

Jan snuggled up and I could feel the smile in her voice as she said, “Just like the old days…”

Later in the night I gently woke to hear Mike and Steffi making love in the next room. My movement in turn woke Jan and we lay there and listened to them as they reached their peak. Jan reached down, muttered something about this damn thing never giving up as she knelt astride me welcoming my once again rigid cock back inside her. Then we moved slowly and with gathering urgency to our own climax.

“I heard that.” laughed Steffi from next door, but we were already falling back asleep.

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