Dick Curtis was handsome and good with his mouth in more ways than one. He could talk a game that no one could match. But he was embarrassed about his legs which were extremely bowed as a result of poor nutrition as a child. For this reason he was never seen in public in anything but long pants.
He was a successful business man and engineer and he needed a wife with the social skills to take him to the top. He married above his station much to the disapproval of his in-laws… they didn’t even show up for the wedding. Still they were happy raising a family and starting a successful business.
She was a red headed spitfire of a woman. Petite with no tits to speak of, but she had amazing giant magenta nipples. Sure, she had a belly – what woman wouldn’t after having all those kids? As a young woman, she raised bulls, and went chasing after them on horse back wearing her red cowboy boots, a man’s plaid shirt, and a pair of tight jeans.
In the summer she wore a cute little red one piece short legged jump suit. She was spunky and fit, climbing three story ladders to get the large boxes down for Dick Curtis who was holding the ladder for her and having fun looking up the legs of her shorts. Together they were the couple everyone wanted to party with.
He had access to some good old porn – the gritty 8mm stuff of the sixties. He had owned a camera shop where even the captain of the police force was apt to visit for some XXX rated entertainment.
They decided to have a party. They moved all the furniture out of the living room and set the place up like a theater with a screen on one end, rows of chairs and couches for the guests, and the projector with the films that all their friends were anxious to see.
The party didn’t start until after ten when the kids would be in bed, but Kristie, their eldest daughter, kept silently peering out the high windows in her bedroom overlooking the front door. She saw all the guests arriving, smiling, laughing… She saw glimpses of the living room set up as the door opened to welcome all the people she knew as close family friends, but she didn’t really understand what was going on until years later.
The guests were participating in a “Key Party” where all the men throw their keys in a basket. The women then choose keys to see who they will be with according to whose keys they get. Everyone was shy and hesitant about what was about to happen…. until Peter got there.
Peter was up for anything: man, woman… he didn’t care which and he had plenty of experience at parties like this both gay and straight. He quickly took charge of the situation like the director he was.
The couples had been sitting there watching the movie fondling their married partners and watching each other fondle their respective mates in anticipation. Peter came in and said, “This is ridiculous. You go with her, she goes with him, you two broads go with Dick Curtis, and I’ll take Spitfire, RJ, and Hatch. (He was putting his own fantasy into action which featured the handsome male model, Hatch.)
The movie was still rolling as the pair ups began. Couples, threesomes, foursomes, and even some solo action was going on in every corner of the house except the kids’ rooms…. In the middle of the night little brother woke up to use the bathroom, went into the kitchen for a glass of water, peered into the living room, and saw all those naked bodies piled together like the seals down at the wharf. It was puzzling to a five year old.
Kristie couldn’t figure out why she was so horny all the time. She was like a sponge soaking up all the lingering pheromones. Years later she understands it. In spite of knowing all their faults and secrets, she loved them now even more. It was the sixties. They were trying to save their marriages and still experience some of the free love that was going around.
(First published 1/10/12)
