A Long Weekend

This story did not happen to me and should be considered fiction. The story plot was given to me by a reader. She had a few very specific items that she wanted included in the story.

I would like to thank JayDavid for editing this story for me. He spent a lot of time helping me with my punctuation, POV issues and grammatical issues...there were many. He is a skilled editor and a very nice man. Thank you so much Jay.

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"Jim, are you certain the other wives are going? I mean, three days in that cottage while you guys go fishing every day." I asked in a slightly irritated tone.

"Nicole...for the umpteenth time...two of the other wives are going. You won't be the only woman there. Besides, I think it would be a turn on if you were the only one there. The other guys would be checking you out and seeing what a lucky guy I am having such a knock-out for a wife. Are you going to pack some sexy shorts or skirts??"

"Don't be such a pig and get your hands off of my butt, we have things to get ready before we leave."

Jim and I had been married 12 years now. He is 5'8" and 175 pounds and I am 5'2" and 110 pounds. We didn't have children because I couldn't get pregnant. Jim seems to really enjoy the sex for himself, but for me, he isn't satisfying my needs. After he falls asleep I usually finger myself to an orgasm. I never experienced the incredible orgasms the girls at work always bragged about, besides, I never believed them anyway. I always thought they were just bragging their husbands up.

For years I didn't like talking about sex or even allowing my husband to see me naked in the light of day or our lit bedroom. I was raised in a very strict Christian home, with church services on Sundays, Wednesday prayer sessions at church and evening prayers at home. I didn't even date very much in high school. I might allow a boy to kiss me on a date but never allowed him to touch me inappropriately. So, I wasn't very popular with the boys then.

I met Jim during our senior year when we were both 18 years old. We hit it off nicely. He was so polite and patient with me and never pushed my limits of comfort... a real gentleman.

After graduation and still dating I could sense his sexual frustration and he talked to me about it. He told me how much he loved me and that he was willing to wait as long as was necessary to make sure it was something I also wanted. I so wanted to make him happy and for him to love me more deeply. I agreed to try to have sex with him.

It was a clumsy effort as he also only had limited experience. He didn't have me nearly ready for the penetration so it was very painful. When he was done he seemed completely satisfied; I felt nothing at all but burning in my vagina and shame throughout my entire body.

The quality of our love making sessions has progressed a little bit over the years but still, nothing like what I hear some women experience. Maybe I'm just the oddball. The only way I can really have a quality orgasm is by masturbating. I guess between my finger and a toy I keep securely hidden in our bedroom I manage to get by.

I never saw Jim's mean side until after we were married. He has become very impatient with me. If I tried to express my viewpoint or even disagree with him on the smallest of things he will go into a rage. He has never hit me but the rage in his eyes and the screaming insults told a story that he had the potential of hurting me. When we go out for an evening he demands that I wear short skirts and low cut tops that show off my figure.

I have loosened up quite a bit over the years and don't get so embarrassed when guys talk to me at the gym or other places. I actually get a little turned on by the way they look at me. So much so that I put a little more effort into the way I dress at the gym, no more baggy sweats, I wear spandex bottoms and my tops show a bit of tummy. Even when I go shopping I wear skirts that are a bit shorter than I would ever have considered a couple years ago. I do enjoy the attention I receive but still would never consider cheating on Jim even though I secretly fantasize what it would be like with another man.

On the drive up Jim got a cell phone call.

"Nicole, that was Evan, his wife won't be coming up with him. It seems as though an emergency came up."

I was so happy and said "That's fine with me."

We got to the cottage and no one else had showed up yet. We got our things into the cabin. It was so peaceful here. Another car pulled in and Tom and Barb got out. I have always liked Barb and we gave each other a big hug and kiss. The guys saw this and Tom whistled and said, "I'll give you ladies 15 minutes to stop kissing." Tom and Jim laughed and laughed. Barb smiled and I got red in the face with embarrassment.

Barb pulled me aside and said, "Did Jim tell you that Jake was coming?"

"I don't know a Jake from Jim's office."

"Well, he's a new guy at work and Tom told me that this guy has quite the reputation with the ladies at work. Supposedly he has a 'huge thing' and doesn't discriminate between single or married women. In other words any female in a skirt becomes a target. I'm certainly not interested in him but would like to see what he looks like. That's the only reason I came on this outing. Tomorrow morning I'm going back home and somebody else can bring Tom home."

When she said "huge thing" I blushed but said, "Barb, I thought you were staying the entire time. Evan's wife cancelled and now you're going home early. What am I going to do?"

"You'll be fine. Just hang out and relax, maybe go into town and shop. Just do whatever, besides, Evan's wife is so full of herself...she's a bore."

Barb and Tom headed into the cabin and I drew a bee line for Jim.

"Jim, why didn't you tell me another guy was coming?"

Before he could answer I added, "And did you know Barb was going home in the morning?"

"Well, I knew Jake was coming but I had no clue Barb was going home early." He said in a tone that warned me to drop the topic.

Just then a car and minivan pulled in and Evan got out of the car and I supposed it was Jake that got out of the van. They both shook hands and walked towards us. Barb and Tom came out of the cabin and we all greeted Jake and Evan.

There were a few minutes of small talk and introductions for Jake. When Jakewas introduced to me he smiled the most endearing smile and held onto my hand a bit longer than I was comfortable with. I gave him a big smile back. Gawd...he had beautiful eyes and a very nice fit body. I don't normally get giddy but I was then. I was especially surprised to find myself flirting with my eyes a little. I hoped no one else noticed, especially Jim.

Barb said, "Nicole, let's go in and get some lunch going for these hungry guys."

On the way up to the cabin I looked back and the four guys seemed to be looking at our butts. It felt very flattering to be stared at in this manner so I added a little something to my walk hoping that Jim wouldn't notice. I wasn't sure how he might react.

As we entered the cabin Barb said, "Nicole, isn't that guy drop dead gorgeous. Oh my Gawd, I'd let him do me right in front of Tom. He's a knockout. Girl, you'd better watch yourself with him here. And I noticed that playful smile you gave him."

"Barb, come on...yeah he's okay, but there are lots of guys out there that are just as handsome as he is. Besides, he probably likes women with big boobs and nice asses. I have small boobs and am kinda skinny. I don't think I'll be in his sights. Yes, I couldn't help giving him that flirty smile, but, I'd never cheat on Jim."

Barb smiled and said, "Nicky, you have a super cute body. You're very petite, not skinny, and firm looking. If I had an interest in women I'd love to go to bed with you. So don't put yourself down...unless it's in bed with Jack." And she laughed and I blushed. I never knew she had such a potty mouth.

Barb and I got lunch going and called the guys in. I noticed she had undone one of her blouse buttons. She was going to show off a bit of cleavage for the guys. Of course, she has very nice breasts. The kind of breasts all guys love. I had never seen this side of her personality. I felt a little left out as she was getting all of the attentive looks so I also undid one of mine. She noticed this and gave me a big smile. This time I didn't blush, I smiled back. It wouldn't hurt to show a little cleavage... a little is all I have. Jim didn't even seem to notice either one of us.

The guys sat down and we began bringing the food to the table. We leaned over a bit as we set the plates of food down. I saw Tom give Barb a wink so it seems he knew what she was doing with her top unbuttoned a little. All the guys seemed to be enjoying the titty show, well except for Jim that is. He didn't seem to notice or even care. He's a good man but sometimes he can be such a lunkhead.

After lunch we all popped a few beers open and together we chipped in to clean up. When you have six people in a kitchen there's bound to be some bumping going on. I suppose I might have bumped into Evan and Jack a couple times when it could have been avoided. Of course they also brushed up against me a few times. I reached into an upper cabinet in front of Jake and as he turned a bit his arm purposely rubbed against my breast. I almost fainted. I was beginning to get a tingle going. I had to stop this flirting, but it was so much fun, harmless fun.

We got the entire mess cleaned up in record time and the fellas went into the living room. Barb looked at me and giggled, "Now try and tell me that wasn't the most fun you've had in a while. Everyone got some sort of a brush, rub or bump against me." I gave her a quick look and she added, "except Jim," and she smiled.

"Barb, I saw Jim reaching over you and he was against you." I said it friendly enough but what she didn't know was that I was feeling a bit jealous that my husband was giving her such intimate attention.

"Nicole, you know how guys are sometimes. Besides, he probably noticed Evan and Jack bumping into you. Come on, let's join the guys."

The fellas had the radio playing and we chatted. I was somewhat irritated at Jim for the contact he'd had with Barb but I didn't put on a pout or show any anger towards him. Instead, I would let him see me doing a little flirting with the other guys.

A fast song came on the radio and Barb said, "Come on Nicki, let's dance, these guys aren't any fun at all."

I jumped at the invitation and we both gave it all we had. The guys just about went berserk. The song ended and we brought out another round of beers. The men were on the edge of their seats now. The whole mood changed and they looked hungry, even Jim, but they didn't look hungry for food.

A few songs had come and gone and Barb asked me to dance to another fast song. I got up and asked the guys to join us. They were up in a flash. Barb and I got squeezed into the middle and the guys circled around us and yes...there was some more bumping and light grinding going on.

More beers later and Barb and I did some slow dances with the fellas and we all hit the proverbial wall. We said our goodnights and went to our separate rooms. As turned on as Jim looked earlier I thought he would have wanted sex. I know I wanted it badly and right now, which was a feeling that I wasn't used to. He hit the bed and was out like a light. Damn!!

I changed into my jammy top and short jammy bottoms. I lay down on my tummy next to him, slid both hands inside my jammy bottoms and inside my panties. I massaged my clit for a few moments and fell asleep as well.

I awoke about an hour later with a pounding headache. I got up and walked into the bathroom in search of something to ease the throb. I was rifling through the medicine cabinet and realized Jake was standing at the door. I hadn't shut the door because I only planned on getting an aspirin and going back to bed.

"Sorry for startling you Nicole, but I have to pee really bad." With that he started to squeeze behind me to gain access to the toilet.

Before I could object he was squeezing by me. There was absolutely no room to spare. He was tight against me, basically pinning me against the sink. I could feel his thing against my butt cheeks. It wasn't erect but it did feel swollen. Again, I thought I might faint.

He got by me and I said, "For cripe sakes Jake, you could have waited a few moments."

He reached into his fly and pulled his penis out.

I was shocked "What are you doing? Put that away!! What if someone walks by!!?"

I couldn't help but look down at his thing and I thought to myself, "oh sweet Jesus...oh my dear Gawd." It was enormous; I'd never seen anything like it before in my entire life, but then, I'd only been with Jim. I looked away quickly but not before he saw me peeking.

I felt so embarrassed.

He chuckled and said, "Are you a little curious? You can touch it if you like."

"Don't be disgusting, I'm a married woman and would never consider cheating on my husband." With that I left the bathroom and went back to bed. This time I laid on my back, opened my legs and slipped my hands down the front of my panties and fingered myself to a very satisfactory orgasm while thinking of Jack and his big cock. How could one man be so blessed?

Morning came way to fast. I was awoken by some pots and pans banging around in the kitchen. I crawled out of bed and thankfully didn't have a headache. I walked out and everyone else was in their pajamas too. Barb wasn't there yet so I started breakfast for the guys.

Jim had been rifling through the cupboards making the racket. I told him to sit down with the rest of the guys. Except for Jim, whose back was towards me, they were all sitting on one side of the table and every time I turned and looked at them they would smile and look away from me. I couldn't help but get a little turned on...they were checking me out. Perhaps even enjoying what they saw. I gave them a little extra by bending over looking into lower cabinets and maybe reaching into the upper cabinets for the silliest of things.

Barb finally came out but she had her jeans and a top on. She was such a beautiful woman. I thought again what she had said about how pretty I was and that if she was into women how she would like to sleep with me. I wondered what that would be like. I doubted I'd ever try it though. I'd never consider cheating on Jim.

I asked Barb, "Do you want some breakfast?"

"No, I'm heading home. I've got a lot to do today."

We hugged and she said goodbye to the guys.

On the way out the door she said, "Just relax and have yourself some fun with everyone except Tom." She winked at me and laughed. I never knew she had such a wild side.

I went back in and started cleaning up the mess. I hadn't treated Jake any differently this morning because of the way he'd acted last night in the bathroom. I just pretended it never happened.

The guys headed out the door together to do their fishing. I finished cleaning up. I went in the bedroom and lay down on the bed for a short nap. It felt like I had only slept a minute when in fact it had been an hour.

I got up and changed into my jeans and blouse. I then saw the denim skirt and tank top that Jim must have slipped into my bag. I was a little hesitant but thought, we're 50 miles from home and no one in this town will know me so I slipped out of my jeans and blouse and put my skirt and tank top on. I surprised myself by doing this. Then I thought, '"Jim is the one always encouraging me to dress more provocatively"' so pulled my tank top back off, removed my bra and pulled the tank top back on. I felt a pang of guilt. Was I overdoing this too much??

I was startled by the front door opening. I jumped up and peeked into the living room and Jake had come back to the cottage.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"I slipped down a bank into the creek and skinned up my leg from my knee to my hip."

"Jake, sit down at the table and let me take a look."

He had shorts on and I could look at the damaged area up as far as his mid-thigh. So I said "You'll need to drop your shorts so I can see your hip area too." So he did.

"Stay seated and I'll see if I can find some sort of dressing. You're not hurt badly but you will need a covering to protect the skin from infections."

I walked across the kitchen into the bathroom, opened up the cabinet and pushing up on my tip toes I looked around the cabinet. I realized he had a clear view of me so I stood up on the toilet seat and looked in the small overhead cabinet. I looked over at him and he was staring at me with a very peculiar smile on his face.

I got down and told him I'd have to go to town and pick some things up so that I could patch him up.

"Nicole, I might as well go along because there's nothing for me to do here."

"Alright Jake, but I have to call Jim on his cell so he at least knows what is going on."

My car was blocked in so we took Jake's minivan. We left for town with me driving. I couldn't help noticing his side glances at my legs. My skirt had hiked up a little and I was showing more thigh than I would have liked. So what, I thought, showing a little leg wasn't cheating or illegal. It was completely harmless. It was his problem if he was looking.

"Nicole, ahh, can I call you Nicki?"

"Yes."

"Nicki, please, don't take offense at my forwardness, but you are a very attractive woman. Your husband is a very lucky man." With that he turned in his seat so he was sort of facing me and put his left arm on the seat back.

I started blushing and he continued, "I get mixed messages from you. Some of your body language says you're a bit of a flirt. Then, someone says something to you similar to the compliment I just gave you and you blush. Are you a flirt or a very innocent woman?

"Jake, I don't know what you're talking about flirting. I don't flirt...I'm a very happily married woman."

"Nicky, what about last night in the kitchen when we were cleaning the mess up, all the contact you and I had and the bumping and grinding when we were dancing and in the bathroom last night. I could go on and on. Look, right now your skirt is hiked way up. You know you're teasing me."

Had I been that obvious? Did any of the other's last night also notice? How could I answer this question? I guess I would just be honest with him. "You're right, I'm sorry. I've never felt very attractive or sexy and with all of you guys at the cottage I guess I enjoyed the attention. It's something Jim doesn't give me very much of...attention that is. In fact, all he ever notices are my small boobs. He's forever bugging me to get a boob job." Why did I say something about my boobs to him? Why was I being so open with a complete stranger? Why should I give a crap what he thinks?

"I would love to give you the attention you that you want and deserve. As far as your breasts, I have to say they are beautiful. Very firm looking."

"Jake, now I am getting embarrassed. We have to end this conversation now. I have no intention of cheating on Jim."

Jim reached across with his right hand and rested it on my knee. Sensations spiked up the inside of my thighs tickling my pussy. I thought I might lose control of the car. He moved his hand up a few more inches before I could tell him...

"NO Jake...stop, absolutely not." He smiled that endearing smile and pulled his hand away. There was no telling what this guy would try. He was persistent if nothing else. It was rather exciting being pursued by such a handsome man.

At that moment we pulled up to the shopping mart. I had to pull towards the back as the lot was quite full. He stayed in the van and I went into the store and bought everything I thought I needed to fix him up.

When I got back to the van I saw he'd gotten in the back seat. He even had both seat backs reclined. I smiled at him and said, "Nice try Jake, but I'm not getting in the back seat with you." I couldn't help but start laughing. "How gullible do you think I am?"