Chapter 10 - Debbi and Marc
A Night With Our Babysitter

Dear Joan

This took place so close to our return from Spain, I almost felt like it was "Spain Continued".  But it was actually a very beautiful time, with a very beautiful young woman.

Marc and I got home about 5:15 PM Thursday (11:15 PM Spanish time).  We were both pretty tired, but as he usually does when tired and not ready for bed, Marcelus went for a short run.  I just didn't have it in me to join him.

We ate a 'take out dinner' at 7 PM, watched a little TV and were in bed by 10 PM.  Both of us fell asleep quickly.

Marcelus went into the office late on Friday, just to get an idea what had been going on the previous week, and to talk to a few clients. He told me on the way out in the morning that he might stop for a drink or two after the close. I know from past history, there is no such thing as a 'drink or two', it's usually four or five, and not home before 9 PM.

That just wouldn't do for the plans I had made for us, actually for him. But I didn't want to have to explain it to him. It was to be a surprise!!! So I told him to stop next week, because I was planning something special for us, since the kids would be at his mom's until Saturday.

I went to the gym with Janet, saw my new friend Vince, but after the past week, I was rather sated and not very responsive to his come on. But, I didn't want to turn him off either. Fortunately, Janet was rather horny, and dominated the conversation. I walked away when it looked like she was going to make a date with him.

When we left the gym, I separated from Janet to do some shopping for that night since we had emptied the fridge before we left for Europe. Janet seemed pretty happy to have me go, so I guess my intuition was correct.

I had no idea if she knew that I had plans for Allison and Marc, so I didn't mention anything to her. But I made a mental note to see how Allison wanted to handle Janet and Tim. I have a feeling that, if or when Tim finds out, he's going to want her as well. I can't blame him.

I had planned a simple dinner, lots of oysters for Marcelus (lol), actually cold poached salmon and salad for an entree.

Allison called about 3:30 PM and asked when she should come by, she sounded very nervous, but, then, so was I. I told her whenever she wanted. I also told her she could shower here and get ready.  She was at my door twenty minutes later.

She had to dress here, because all the new clothes I had bought her were here. She still lives at home and didn't want to have to explain them to her mom if she found the things when she was putting wash away.

Allison's mom is a great gal, I like her a lot. But I don't think she has the same sexual outlook as her sister, Janet. But then not so long ago I didn't think Janet did either.

Allison was a nervous wreck. She told me the past week was hell in school. She couldn't concentrate, and daydreamed through her studies. I told her after Marcelus had her it might not get better for a while. She groaned and then said she'd have to get better at prioritizing her life.

We had a glass of wine as I tried to settle her down. The second glass seemed to work, but she was non-stop chatty.

I expected Marcelus home at 7 PM. About 5:30 I told her to go take a shower. I gave her a robe to wear when she came out. I'd have loved to be in there with her, but was afraid I'd turn her off.

When she got out of the shower, I took my shower as she blew her hair dry. She stood naked at the mirror, I admired her beautiful body. If I was a guy, I think I'd have had a hard-on. Instead, I felt my pussy getting very wet.

I finished showering and joined her at the mirror, and blew my own hair dry. She saw my shaved pussy for the first time. Staring at it, she asked, "Would you shave me?"

"No, wait for Marcelus, he shaved me, ask him to shave you later."

We went into the bedroom where I fixed her hair in an up-sweep, applied make-up to her, and got her garters, stockings and blue pin stripped double-breasted (very apropos for her) suit jacket out for her.

I can't describe how good and how sexy she looked.

I took care of my own hair and make-up, dressed similarly to Allison, except my jacket was charcoal gray pin stripped and double-breasted, and checked myself out. Not bad for a soon to be thirty-seven year-old mother of two, who had just fucked her way through Southern Spain (will not quite, but you 
know what I mean).

I motioned Allison to the mirror and noticed her jacket didn't fit her as long as mine fit me, she's an inch or so taller than I am. I could see a little of her bush at the bottom of the jacket. I didn't say anything, I thought it really looked sexy.

There could be no doubting our intent!

We had another glass of wine as we waited for Marcelus. There was nothing really to prepare, the fish was chilling in the fridge and the salad was awaiting to be tossed with the vinaigrette.  So all we had to do was wait, a wait that seemed torturous for Allison, and for me, I must admit. I was really looking forward to Marcelus's surprise and his taking her cherry.

I heard the garage door opening and told Allison to go in the kitchen and get a cocktail for Marcelus as I greeted him. I had already prepared the cocktails and had them chilling in the fridge. I went to the door that connected the house to the garage and waited, I could hardly breathe.

The door opened. Marcelus walked in, took one look at me and asked, "What the hell are you up to?"

I moved into his arms, he kissed me, "Thanks, Pal, I dress up for you and that's what I get?" Just then there was a noise from the kitchen.

"Okay, what's going on?"

Allison came out of the kitchen holding a cocktail for Marcelus in her shaking hand. I had my eyes on Marcelus. His mouth dropped open. His eyes bugged out.

I smirked up at him and said, "Happy Birthday, Lover," the same line he used on me in Spain.

"Yes, Marc, Happy Birthday." Allison's quivering voice belied her attempt at self-control.

Marcelus took a larger than usual drink of his cocktail. I was almost giddy with joy. I had pulled it off, and it was going to be great!

As prearranged, I took one of Marcelus's arms, Allison the other. We walked him into the den and sat him down. I sat beside him, Allison sat on his lap, her pussy now exposed in all its virginal glory.

I was so overwrought with excitement, I gushed out, "Marcelus, we girls were talking it over one day and decided if anyone could make a virgin really enjoy her first time, it had to be you. So, we girls talked some more and whipped up this little scenario, one in which you get to slay of the defender of Allison's vagina. Are you up to it, Big Boy?" I couldn't stop laughing, his surprised expression looked so cute.

All the time I was saying this, Allison was nuzzling his neck. She came up for air as she asked him, "Will you, Marc? For a long time I've fantasized about you being my first lover."

He looked at me. I just nodded my agreement. "It's a good thing I'm secure in your love, Pal, she's too beautiful by far to trust to most guys, but I trust you and I love her like a little sister. So, I'm okay with this and want her to have you."

He looked at me sheepishly and asked, "Can I have another drink, I think I really need it". I really laughed that time.

As Allison was getting another drink, I said to him, "This is not repayment for Spain, if that's what you're thinking, this has been in the works for over a month." I leaned into him, we kissed, a passionate, loving kiss, between two people who had finally opened themselves to each other. "I just want this for you."

"I love you, Honey." The way he said it was heart melting.

Allison brought his drink back and handed it to him. As she sat on his left leg, I got up and sat on his right. We both snuggled into him, making it impossible for him to drink. Finally, I took pity on him and raised up so he could further suppress his nervousness.

As he finished his cocktail, Allison and I tossed the salad and set the table and then served dinner. Marcelus opened a bottle of wine for us.

We ate in the sun-room, the stereo playing soft romantic music.  Our conversation was light and airy, but the sexual tension measurable. None of us had much of an appetite. But we finished the bottle of wine and started a second. I'm afraid we all needed a little reinforcement.

When dinner was done, we all cleared the table. Marcelus couldn't take his eyes from Allison's bottom. We returned to the sun-room. Marcelus took me in his arms and danced with me, caressing my back and neck. As the song wound down, his hands found my bare bottom and gently squeezed my cheeks. I pulled his face to me and kissed him.

A new song started, Marcelus went to Allison and extended his hand to her. She accepted his hand and rose to meet him on the "dance floor". Her arms went around his neck, his arms around her back, he pulled her close to him. I knew she was feeling his hard cock pressed against her belly, just as I had 
a few seconds before.

They stopped dancing and just swayed to the music, kissing deeply, a kiss that lasted throughout the song. His hands went under her jacket, one hand on her bottom, the other between her legs. He found her pussy and caressed it, her moan of pleasure was very audible. She looked over at me, questioningly. I nodded my approval.  She melted into him.

The song ended. Another began. They didn't stop their swaying. Marcelus had found her breasts and was caressing one as he continued to caress her pussy. I could imagine how she felt, his hands are wonderful lovers. I wished it were me, but, unlike other times, I didn't feel jealousy, just love for both of them.

He undid the buttons of her jacket and slid it off her shoulders. Then he held her away from him so he could enjoy the sight of her. He spun her around slowly, and then drew her close to him, "You're very, very beautiful, Allison, every bit as beautiful as I imagined you to be."

So, he had thought about her before. But, of course he would, he is alive, after all.

While still holding her hand, he reached out to me. I went to them, he kissed me, undid my jacket, it slid from my shoulders. "What a lucky guy I am, two of the most beautiful women in the world and, for tonight, they're both mine." He kissed me again.

When we broke the kiss I reached for Allison's hand and placed it on Marcelus's hard cock. She let out a long, guttural, "Oooohhhhhh", as she caressed his hardness. I looked at Marcelus and smiled. She moved her other hand to it and experienced his length with both hands. I think she was surprise at how big he is.

He kissed me as I undid his shirt, unbuckled his pants, the clasp and the zipper. Allison took her hand away and let them drop to the floor. The head of his cock was sticking out of the bottom of his silk boxers.

I got behind him, "Kneel down, honey, take his shoes and socks off, and then his pants." Allison knelt, pulled off his shoes and socks and pants. As she looked up, I pushed his boxers down over his cock. It shot up into her face. She grasped it and marveled at its size.

"Oh, God, Debbi, it's so big."

"You'll love it once it's inside you. Let's go upstairs."

Marcelus finished taking his shirt off. We walked to the stairs. I thought Marcelus would watch us walk up, but instead he followed us, rubbing our bottoms, pussies and thighs. He was really hot.

When we got to the bedroom, I turned down the bed, and said to Allison, "This is where we sacrifice all our Vestal Virgins." It raised a laugh.

Marcelus got behind Allison, reached around her, played with her breasts and her nipples, kissed her neck. He reached down her back, undid her garters, went to his knees and pushed her stockings down, kissing her bottom as he went. He raised one foot and then the other, removing her shoes and stockings. When they were off, he told her to bend over. When she did, he licked her pussy. I knew the pleasure from it could send her over the top. She was softly moaning, and I saw her body convulse in mini-spasms of pleasure.

He left her and came to me, repeating the same sequence. I, too, almost came when I felt his tongue on my pussy.

I took his and her hands and led them to the hot tub. Poor Marcelus, I think he wanted to fuck right then and there. But he held off, for me I guess. I was having fun controlling the situation.

I sat Marcelus between us, but as he paid more attention to Allison, I moved so that she was in the middle. Marcelus bent his head to capture one of her nipples with his mouth. I took a chance and caressed her other breast. She looked at me and smiled. With that as encouragement I took her breast in my mouth and sucked it gently.

She played with Marcelus' cock as we sucked her tits. Marcelus was also caressing her pussy. I caressed her thigh. Once, when our hands touched, Marcelus took my hand and placed it on her pussy, I gasped at the pleasure it gave me. He reached across her and cupped my pussy with his hand.

The heat of the water in the Jacuzzi was starting to speed up the alcohol in us. I could tell Allison was very lose and feeling really good. It was time!

We dried each other off, and went to the bedroom. Marcelus held Allison's hand as we went.

When we got to the bed, I told Allison to get on and move across, then I pushed Marcelus ahead and I followed. We had him where we wanted, in between us. I moved to Marcelus and kissed him. I whispered, "Do you want me involved, or would you want her alone?" There was only one answer I wanted, and I held my breath waiting for it.

"I want you with us, but it's Allison's night, so maybe you should ask her."

"Please stay, Debbi. I need you to teach me."

Marcelus reched for her, drew her to him and kissed her. "Don't worry, Honey, it's instictive."

"Allison, his body is yours to have, to play with, to explore, to learn from. So do what you want with him," I told her. She slid right down his body to his cock, took it in her hands and stroked him.

"Have you ever given a guy head, Honey?"

"No, just a couple of hand jobs."

I moved down on him and joined her at his love tool, and told her to do as I do. I licked it for him, then passed it over to Allison. Her licks emulated the licking I had done. I took it back from her and sucked it into my mouth, and mouth-fucked him. He moaned with delight. I gave his cock to Allison and she similarly sucked him a few times.

Marcelus suggested that "two tongues are better than one," so Allison and I shared his cock, licking all over it. As we licked him, our tongues came into contact with each other's. We stopped and looked at each other a moment. I leaned to her and she kissed me, our tongue concentrating on the other's tongue, the kiss extended.

Marcelus said, "Hey, how about me?" Allison and I broke our kiss and laughed. We returned to his cock, Allison taking it into her mouth. She sucked him off until he began to buck up into her mouth. I stopped her.

"We don't want him to cum yet, Allison, move up on the bed." After she moved, lying beside Marcelus, I told him, "Marcelus come down here."

He rolled on top of her, they kissed. He licked her neck, her breasts, and then sucked her nipples. Her eyes closed tight, her hands on his head holding him to her.

At that moment, I felt like a fifth wheel. I saw an opportunity to join him when he sucked on the tit opposite me. I leaned into Allison and asked her if I could have a tit. She smiled her answer. I joined Marc at her breasts. When he realized I was there, he abandoned her tit for second. We kissed. And then we both went to work on her. The scene was absolutely delicious.

Marcelus started to work his way down her belly. As he licked her thighs, he looked at me questioningly. I took it as an inquiry as to whether I wanted to join him on her pussy too. He had seen me go down on Janet, so he new I liked to lick cunt. But I didn't want to do anything too quickly with Allison and maybe scare her off. So I declined and, as I sucked and nibbled her tits, I sneaked peeks at Marcelus pleasuring her with his tongue. She was really into it. She mewed and moaned. Her eyes shut tightly. I moved up to her.

She opened her eyes and looked down at her lover. Just then he licked cross her clit. She flinched and jumped, and emitted a long "oooohhhhh".

Marcelus raised his mouth from her. "Did I hurt you, Sweetheart," he asked. She didn't understand the twinkle in his eye as I did.

"Oh, no, it felt good."

"How good?"

"Really, really good."

"Should I do it again?"

"Oh, yes."

"Marcelus, stop teasing her. Eat her pussy, and make her cum."

"Why don't you come down her and help me."

I wanted to do so badly, but it was his job, his woman for the night, he had to do it. "No, I'll stay up here. Now get back to work." We laughed.

He went back to her pussy and worked his magic, as I lay beside Allison, kissing her and caressing her breasts.

She emitted a long sensual moan. Marcelus and I both knew she was about to cum. He continued to work her clit. She squirmed, and then pushed her pussy up hard onto his mouth as her moaning became louder and louder. Her body shook. She was having her first full man-induced orgasm.

"Come up here," I told Marc. He slid up the bed as I moved down. He hooked her legs in his arms and brought them up to her chest. As he hovered over her, I took his cock and guided it into the outer lips of her vulnerably exposed labia. He pushed in just a little bit.

I moved back to Allison and whispered, "He's going to do it, Baby. He's going to take you.

"Oh, yes, please Marc," she whispered.

I told her he had to hurt her a little. She said she knew that, but it was all right. He push into her until he reached her hymen. She flinched. He retreated a little, and then pushed into her, hard. Again, she flinched, but too late, she was his.

He slowed again after he had taken her, moving into her until he had reached her cervix. I guess, because she flinched again, he stopped pushing into her.

He held himself inside her and allowed her plenty of time to get used to him. When she assured him she was OK, he began to move within her. He moved very slowly at first, building to a nice rhythm. Allison soon pulled him down to her and kissed him.

Joan, I felt so good for them both. I wanted this to be meamingful for them. I leaned into Marcelus, kissed his ear, licked it and then whispered, "I'm going down stairs. Take your time with her. Make it good for her." I kissed him, put on my kimono and made for the door. I think I subconsciously wanted him to stop me, to tell me he didn't want me to go. When he didn't say a word to me, I had a very queasy feeling in my stomach.

But, I left them alone anyway. I didn't fully close the door though. I hoped I could her, and then him cumming, and maybe it would give me a vicarious thrill. It did!

They were alone for an eternity. Or so it felt. When they finally came down stairs, they were hand in hand. Marcelus had a very large smile. She was glowing. I was momentarily jealous. They were both naked as they came into the room. I could see Marcelus' handiwork. He had shaved her. Now Allison and I both had shaved pussies.

He sat on the easy chair, and Allison quickly staked out her position, on his lap. 

We talked. I asked her how it was. All she could do was giggle. Marcelus and I looked at each other and laughed, politely.

"You haven't been fucking her all this time, have you?"

Marc replied, "Pretty much."

"Allison how many times did he make you cum?"

"I don't know, maybe a hundred, maybe two hundred." More giggles. "Honestly, Debbi, I don't know. I felt a couple, and then it just felt like I was in a constant orgasm. I just kept on cumming. It was so great. He's so great. Can I have him?"

I gave her my fiercest catwoman hiss, as my claws extended.

I replied, "No! You can use him though." To Marcelus I said, "But now, my Dear, I'm so horny, I need you inside me."

He whispered something to Allison. She slid off his lap and took his cock in her mouth. He motioned me to him. I sat on the arm of the chair. We kissed. When Allison had him hard enough for me he picked me up and said, "I always wanted to do this. Allison, bring two of the cushions."

He carried me to the dining room, while telling Allison to put the cushions down on the table. He lay me on them, on my back. He lifted my legs to my shoulders, entered me and fucked me right there on our dining room table. It was so erotic.

Allison stood beside Marc, watching me get a royal screwing, and holding my hand. It didn't take me long. I came, leaking fluid onto the cushion. I still can't get that scene out of my mind.

As soon as I came down and got off the table, Allison jumped up. Marcelus threw her legs over his shoulders and fucked her until she came. Then he repeated with me.

Unfortunately, I wore him out.

We went back to the den, That time I made him sit in the middle of the couch, Allison on one side, me on the other. We drank some wine and luxuriated in the afterglow of the evening.

But we weren't done yet.

Around midnight we went back to bed. Marcelus had each of us one more time, and came inside me that time. Then we tucked his poor, worn out body into bed. Allison and I slept at his sides.

In the morning, I was the first one up. I showered, dressed in panties, and went down to prepare breakfast. After a while, I could hear noises upstairs. I went up and found him fucking her in the shower.

What a great time we all had.

Allison spent the rest of the weekend with us. That day, we picked up the kids at Marc's mom's, went to a lacrosse game, and then went out to an Outback for dinner.

When we got back to the house, we played games with the kids until it was their bedtime. As I was putting them to bed, Marcelus put on some music and was slow dancing with Allison, if that's what you'd call it. What they were doing would have had them thrown out of most dance clubs in our area, and they're pretty liberal.

When we were sure the kids were asleep, we went up to the bedroom and wore my Man out again. The next morning, I had a pile of vitamins on his breakfast plate. He feigned indignation, but admitted he really was done in by us.

Sunday night was just some long slow loving between the three of us. The poor guy couldn't cum, but he stayed hard for at least an hour and a half, with some oral encouragement.

When we finally wore him out, I had Allison for myself. We kissed, sucked, licked, rubbed our pussies together, and had a really erotic time. We both had several orgasms, until we were too tired to go on, and we joined Marcelus in slumber.

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The next week there was another night of FMF fun, and while Marcelus was out of town on business, Allison and I had two nights of FF fun. That was just the beginning of our special new relationship with Allison.

Much love,
Debbi

A Note from Joan:
These nine chapters just reflect the beginning of the story about Marc and Debbi’s new lifestyle.  Debbi and Judy did each enjoy MFM experiences as Mark and Ted joined to individually double their pleasure.  And, Debbi and Marc have gone on to explore many more new erotic adventures together.

For more true stories about women and couples who have chosen to explore the threesome lifestyle, visit my free web site at:
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Love, 
Joan