Andy woke up with a sore back. He decided to take a bath. He opened the bathroom closet. Andrea had plenty of bath salts, he took out the maplewood/spicy apple one and drew a bath.

He soaked in the tub, the hot water encasing his body. His muscles started to relax. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth.

Andrea woke up alone. She looked for signs of Flynn. "Flynn!"

"I'm in the tub."

Andrea walked in. "Do you want a head massage?"

"That would be awesome."

Andrea grabbed the shampoo and washed his hair. She massaged his scalp, careful to keep the soap out of his eyes. She then rubbed in a leave in conditioner. It was minty and caused his scalp to tingle.

"I could get used to this."

Andrea liked having her hands on him. Her hands went down to his shoulders, and she kept working. He closed his eyes and growled as she pushed the knots out of him.

Eliza's Loft

Gabriel slept basking under the window. He was naked, and Eliza was sketching him. His physique was amazing, and he looked so innocent when he slept. He started to wake. She quickly moved her easel away from the bed.

He grunted and rolled over, going back to sleep.

Everything about Gabriel excited Eliza, artistically, romantically, sexually, sometimes all three at once. She wanted to make a sculpture of him. She wanted it to be perfect. She wanted something that could convey the inexpressible, the way he made her feel.

She drank a screwdriver, that was a feeling she could express easily.

The Beach House

Bobby got ready for a morning swim. He wanted to bring Sharon but she slept so peacefully. He took Hunter, and they hit the beach. The water was cold but the warm sun made it nice out. Hunter loved barking and running in and out of the water.

Sharon woke up, feeling exhausted. Her body ached all over, and the sheets were totally nasty. Sharon stripped the bed and found another set in the closet. She made the bed and then took a long, hot shower.

Sharon's House

Rusty was asleep in his bed. Kyle went for a morning run. He needed to stay in shape for wrestling. He came back and hopped in the shower.

Brenda/Fritz

Fritz packed for their surprise trip. He packed Brenda a dress, her black jeans- which Fritz loved to see her in, a t-shirt and a sweater, underwear, shoes, pjs, toiletries. Now, for the fun part, he went to the back to pack the toys. To his surprise, there was a second bag there. He opened it and was delightfully surprised to find all of the goodies Brenda had purchased. This is going to be excellent.

Joel slept in Brenda's arms. She was rubbing his tummy. His partner and crime was gone this weekend.

Beach House

Bobby got back from the beach. Sharon was just getting out of the shower. Bobby gave her a quick kiss and grabbed the blowdryer for Hunter, nothing worse than a wet dog indoors.

Sharon put on a t-shirt and shorts. The fabric clung to her breasts very nicely. Hunter was finally dry. She felt the urge to lie down and chew on her foot. Bobby slipped his arms around Sharon. "You smell good."

"You hungry?"

"Famished."

"Me, too."

They made eggs benedict for breakfast. Sharon poached the eggs, and Bobby made the hollandaise sauce. They collaborated on the hash browns and fruit salad. It was quite the spread. They washed down their food with coffee and mimosas.

"I was thinking we could grill for lunch. I bought some ground meat for burgers and I brought my homemade spice rub."

"That sounds great."

They relaxed during the morning. Sharon sunbathed on the deck, and Bobby took a nap.

Eliza's Loft.

Gabriel was making pancakes. He had on nothing but an apron and boxers. Eliza liked watching him cook. He made his pancakes with sour cream. She thought it was odd, but he said they'd be great.

Breakfast was served.

He was right. They were nice and fluffy. Hers were covered in syrup, drowning almost.

Andrea's House

She and Flynn snuggled on the loveseat. They were lost in each other's eyes. "Stay with me."

"I'm not going anywhere, Baby," Flynn whispered in her ear. He kissed her forehead. Andrea wanted to just sit back and enjoy the moment, but she knew he would go home, and she would sleep alone. She wanted to say to him, she didn't want to wake up alone anymore, that she wanted him to move in, but it sounded crazy. They just started dating. She wanted to tell him that he made her feel things she didn't know where there, that she had fallen for him, that she loved him. That, was even crazier. She stayed quiet, all of her thoughts filling her head and getting lost at sea.

Sharon's House

Rusty finally woke up. He took a shower and got dressed. He then made some eggs. "Hey, Kyle. Wanna go for a bike ride?"

"I don't have my bike here."

"You can take Sharon's."

And away they went. They rode around the neighborhood, at a nice leisurely pace. It felt good to get fresh air. The trees were nice and full, the sky bright blue, and fluffy white clouds filled the horizon.

Fondue Kitchen

Brenda and Fritz grabbed an early dinner. They shared a cheese fondue for dinner and a chocolate one for dessert. She kissed him. "This was delicious."

"The night is just getting started."

"I can't wait."

"Well, our reservation doesn't begin until 9. How about we go to the park?"

They went for a walk, the sun was getting ready to set. The air was nice and cool. Brenda huddled with Fritz for warm. He smelled good. Brenda got closer. Fritz tenderly rubbed her lower back. His hands ignited a fire in her, a slow one that would burn for a long time tonight. He kissed her cheek.

They found a park bench and snuggled on it, loving the contact. They got up to leave. They would get there early, but there was a lounge.

They got to the "hotel" and Fritz gave his name. They took his bags and said they would be in the room at 9. He could get a key then. He took a receipt for the bags. They went to the bar. Brenda got a gin and tonic, and Fritz a cranberry spritzer. A blonde man, presumably a waiter, eyed them from the bar. He was about 5'9 and very muscular. He looked kind of like Thor but with a haircut. He caught both Fritz's and Brenda's eye. They turned to each other and sipped their drinks, both pretending they hadn't noticed anyone.

Unsurprisingly, people come to the lounge looking for a hookup. Solicitation was prohibited, unless it was a fetish. People wore all kinds of clothes in the lounge. At this time of night, mostly dinner attire. As it got later, more bondage attire. Brenda went to the bathroom.

Fritz made eye contact with the blonde man. He came over. "You have a beautiful wife."

"That I do."

He brought them refills. Fritz picked up his drink. Underneath the glass was a phone number. Fritz shoved it into his pocket before Brenda returned. The man was perfect looking. He could picture it perfectly. Brenda straddled on the man's hips, and Fritz pounding her from behind. The idea got Fritz's heart racing. Brenda returned suddenly. He jumped back.

"What's into you?"

"Just excited for tonight."

"What is this place?"

"You'll see."

Brenda got close to kiss him. She could feel the excitement between his legs. She brushed against him. He groaned loudly.

Fritz noticed the man a couple of more times. Brenda saw her husband eyeing this stranger. She was intrigued. He was very handsome.

Eventually, it was 9. They went to the lobby and signed the guest agreements. They got their key and were led upstairs. "There's instruction manuals in the closet and don't hesitate to call if you need anything."

They got to the room. The first room was a normal bedroom with a mini fridge. Their bags were by the closet. Brenda wandered into the open door and was awed at what she saw. The first thing she noticed was a little jail cell, stocks, some weird kind of swing, a cushioned table, lots of metal and hooks and loops. Brenda didn't know what all of this stuff was. Fritz was right behind her. This place was better than he imagined. He went to wrap his arm around Brenda.

"Do you want to change first?"

Brenda nodded. They went into the bedroom. Brenda went into the closet and re-emerged in a leather corset and a black thong. Fritz wore leather pants. He pulled her to him and kissed her. "I'm going to take good care of you." He carried her into the dungeon and set her on the table.

He put her ankles in the stirrups, keeping herself exposed to him. They were cold, sending chills down her legs. His hot lips started with her neck and worked their way down to her wetness. He slowly begin prodding her with his fingers.

"AAAHHH!" She was very excited. This place terrified her, but made her very horny at the same time. She could only imagine being paraded as Fritz's fuck-toy, being exposed to the world as he had his way with her. It got her really hot. He shoved two fingers in her and used them to fuck her silly. She got ready to cum, and then he stopped. "Not so fast."

Brenda looked at him with Bambi eyes. He kissed her lips and came back with the Ben-Wa balls. He slowly pushed them into her and told her to hold them there. They drove Brenda crazy. They filled her, but they didn't take her over the edge. They just left her begging for cock.

Brenda reached out and started stroking Fritz's erection through his pants. He twitched and turned red as she got to the underlying vein. She could find his most sensitive places, even when he was clothed. Fritz undid the fly of his pants. Brenda sucked him. He had to straddle her since she couldn't sit up so well in the stirrups. She got him to his breaking point and stopped.

"What the FUCK!" He got a taste of his own medicine.

"What do you want to do tonight?"

"Get a blow job."

"You brought me all the way here for a blow job?"

"I want to fuck you on that swing."

"And try out the stirrups."

"And see if we can get the suspension rig to work."

"Are you leaving out anything?" Brenda slowly stroked him. Not enough to get him off. Just enough to make his balls lurch forward for more.

"Like What?"

"Like how hard you've been since we got to the lounge."

"Is it odd that I want to fuck you?"

"No, but it is odd that you were eye banging the waiter."

"I was not." Fritz turned bright red.

"I saw him looking at you. He was very attractive. You do like blondes." Brenda quickened her pace. "I bet you would love for him to be here, sucking your dick. I bet he's great with his mouth."

"Brenda!"

"Just like this." Brenda sucked him hard. She got him just about to fall over the edge and and pinched him.

"What are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for you to level with me. What do you want him to do to you? Did you want to fuck him?"

Brenda smiled she loved teasing him. "I just want you to tell me what you really want, what you fantasize about."

Fritz was silent.

"I'll tell you mine," Brenda offered. "I get off thinking about someone watching me."

"What?"

"When you fuck me, I close my eyes and imagine someone watching from either a window, or walking in. I like the idea of putting on a show."

"I want to watch him pound you," Fritz admitted

"What?"

"I want to see him fuck you." He sighed. "I want to take you from behind at the same time. I get off thinking about you taking two cocks at once.

Fritz really meant that. Brenda took pity on him and made him cum in her mouth.

He didn't say anything for a bit. Finally, he spoke. "Now, let's try the swing."

Brenda lied on it. Fritz got hard again, which didn't take very long and entered her. The Ben Wa balls were finally put to rest. The swing was great. Fritz could fuck her nice and deep and the swing kept her supported, freeing his hands to grope and fondle her. Brenda came for him easily. She felt much more relaxed, now that she and Fritz were open with each other.

Do I tell her about the number? Fritz didn't know what to do. It sounds great when fantasies become reality, but it could be a total disaster. He buried his face in Brenda's breasts and continued to pound her.

He came deep inside of her. Brenda went to get some water. Fritz went to spray down the swing and the mattress. She noticed a card sticking out of Fritzi's pocket. She took a peek. JR and a number. "What's this?" She came into the dungeon holding a card.