Jack and Cassie shared a knowing look.
“They’re upset, understandably,” Jack said, “I don’t think anyone wants to think about their old man getting up to stuff like that.”
We all nodded, commiserating. As if this was a common problem that all families faced.
“Not gonna lie, things were already rough,” Jack continued, “They’re mad cause of the divorce and upset about Cassie. As you might imagine, me marrying a younger woman didn’t exactly go over too well. Finding us all this morning, well, it doesn’t help any.”
“I’m sorry, hon,” Cassie said, stroking her husband’s arm, supportively.
“Naw, it’s alright,” Jack said, “The good news is now I’ve got lots more time to spend with you all.”
Jack went right back to eating. We all felt a pall cast over us. What he’d left unsaid said it all.
“I’m sorry,” Emily said. She looked legitimately distraught. Like all her concerns from that morning had come to pass.
“They were going to find something to be angry about one way or the other,” Jack said, “Kids grow up, start to see themselves as adults. But you never stop being ‘Dad,’ you know?”
“We don’t want to get in the way of things,” Mike said, “Like, if you need time or whatever we’d understand.”
“For sure,” Allison said, “Family first.”
“I appreciate that,” Jack said, “But there’s nothing to be done about it for now. Let’s all have fun.”
After we finished eating, we walked back out of Pandora and headed over to the far side of the park. There was another walking trail in Asia that Allison wanted to do, then a ride with dinosaurs.
Now that we were back to our six-some, we began breaking off into little couples again. Not the people we were married to, of course. That would be ridiculous.
As usual, Mike went with Cassie, Emily with Jack, and me with Allison. Cassie didn’t even have to declare ‘date day.’ We all just did it, naturally. As before, though, we made sure to stay together as a larger group while we walked.
“I know, I know, everyone together,” Cassie said to Emily the first time we started to drift apart a little. “Don’t worry, I know the rules, you little perv.”
Emily blushed furiously, but she also smiled broadly. She’d gotten what she wanted.
Still, it was impossible for all of us to stay together in one big clump the whole time, and so we caught little private moments. It was Disney-approved level PDA, but it promised of more for later.
At one point, I caught Jack kissing Emily over by the tiger exhibit. And Mike and Cassie were giggling like crazy after they went into the bat house by themselves. Not that Allison and I didn’t engage in a little friendly competition, as well. We both won the ‘best kisser’ award in a stunning tie, mostly conducted while we waited to get on the dinosaur ride.
By mid-afternoon however, we started to feel like we were running out of things to do. There were shows we could have seen, or I guess we could have met Mickey or something, but we were all tired. According to my watch, I’d unintentionally done over 12, 000 steps. I was lucky I could walk at all.
Plus, the promise of all that flirting meant that we were all thinking about the special ride we could all be enjoying back at the hotel. Even flying on a giant bird over an alien planet couldn’t compete with that.
“It’s OK, we need to get ready for tonight, anyway,” Allison said, after we suggested heading out for the day. We were standing near one of the gift shops. The air felt like it was heavy with rain, but I’d learned that didn’t mean much in central Florida.
As I looked over at Allison, her face twisted in a slight pout, I realized something. I couldn’t imagine this was the Disney experience that Allison had wanted at the start of the trip. Not that she was unhappy about some things, for sure, but it seemed like the athletic woman wasn’t indulging in the parks the way she would ordinarily.
“Every trip is different,” Allison said, smoothly, as we hiked back to the entrance of the park. The two other couples had gotten ahead of us, giving us a little private time. “That’s why we keep coming back.”
I couldn’t imagine that any trip was this different, though.
Allison laughed, agreeably. “You’re right,” she said, “This one is definitely unique.”
As soon as we got to the Poly, we started walking back towards the bungalow, like on autopilot. But Allison stopped us.
“I need to stop at our place first,” she said, “So I can get my outfit.”
“We can come along,” Cassie said.
Oh boy.
We headed to the back of the resort. After so much time at the bungalow, this felt like a fresh experience. When had our own hotel room become such an unfamiliar place?
When we got upstairs to our room, no one started digging through their suitcases or looking for their stuff. Instead, we each found our spots and settled in.
We’d folded up the second bed, so Emily and Jack sat on the couch. The two of them seemed drawn to that particular type of furniture for some reason. Mike and Cassie climbed onto the bed, which left Allison and I to sit on the floor. That was fine by us, and we all settled into a quiet, comfortable make out session.
This was so familiar, the six of us being together. Yet at the same time, it was totally different. No one was pretending that they had rules, or limits. Instead, we nonchalantly fooled around with our selected non-spouses. Like it was a totally normal thing to do. That difference, our casual indifference, should have made us all the more cautious.
The room filled with the sounds of people kissing. Little ‘hmmms’ and ‘ahhhs.’ It was nice, affectionate. We’d done all this before, of course, but in Cassie’s cabin there was more space so we could spread out. Here, we all felt on top of each other. Well, in a sense, anyway.
I don’t know if it was that closeness or just coming down from the day, but we all went about things at a more reasoned pace. There was none of the wild abandon we’d exhibited the night before. I guess it was a bit too slow for Cassie, however, because she broke it up a minute later.
“I think we should play a game,” she said.
For one minute, I pictured all of us sitting around a table naked and playing Parcheesi. I don’t know why that image entered my head. It was a bizarre, funny thing to imagine.
“It’s kind of like HORSE,” Cassie explained, “Well, WHORES, I guess, considering this group. We’ll play in our pairs, of course.”
Allison was into any kind of competition, so she immediately agreed. I noticed that Jack seemed less enthused by his wife’s suggestion, but he let it go.
“OK, so here’s the deal,” Cassie said, “Each couple gets a turn to do something that the others have to match exactly.”
“So, like, if you kiss Mike’s butt, we all have to do it,” Emily said.
“Exactly,” Cassie said.
“Please don’t kiss Mike’s butt,” Allison said, laughing.
“Yes, what if we can’t match for whatever reason?” Emily asked.
“Well, then you’re out of the game,” Allison said, “Seems simple enough.”
“I mean, I suppose,” Cassie said, “It’s not really about beating each other.”
“Sure, it’s not,” Allison said, smirking. Already, I was imagining the crazy crap that Allison was going to make me do, all in the service of ‘winning’ the game. This was going to end up with me in traction.
“Since she ‘won’ last night, Emily should go first,” Cassie said.
Jack gave my wife an evaluating look. The petite brunette leaned over to her lover and kissed him on the lips. Simple enough. We other four followed their lead and smooched.
Allison and I went next. I was expecting the athletic blonde to push for something nuts, but instead she reached for the hem of her purple tank top. I caught her cue and grabbed my own t-shirt.
Despite seeing them so much already, I still stared in appreciation as Allison’s cute, round breasts jiggled out. The athletic blonde saw what had my attention and smiled. All of her earlier discomfort about her chest had been burned away in the heat of my desire.
Now the rest of the group had to match. Emily’s pointy, perky tits were the next to arrive. I noticed her slightly upturned, puffy nipples were already reddening. Cassie’s large boobs were the last to appear. While they weren’t actually all that massive, they looked enormous compared to the other women in the room. Oh, and the guys also took off their shirts. I was too busy being distracted by all the boobage to truly notice.
Cassie and Mike took the next turn and chose the obvious; three rounds in and all of us were already completely naked. It was mind boggling to think of how far we’d come. On that first night, Allison hadn’t been comfortable exposing her tit for a few seconds. Now, getting totally nude was only a speed bump before the real race could begin.
Once again, I had the pleasure of seeing all three beautiful women in the buff. Allison with her bare pussy, and lanky, perfectly sculpted body. Cassie’s incredible curves — her wide hips with a tuft of golden hair covering her cunt. And my own wife, tiny and sexy with her full, brown bush and cute butt.
It really was something to be surrounded by so much feminine splendor. Each of the women so different, yet wonderful in their own ways. To see one of them naked was such a privilege. Having all three of them there, well, that was something else.