Downhill Racer

After he returned home, Trace tried to get Jackie and Manny to Vegas for a weekend. He felt that with what he knew about their fantasies some fun could be had under the right circumstances. He held out no false hope of a threesome like in his stories but the idea of Jackie teasing him, flashing him and maybe even some small contact made him masturbate every time he thought about it. But he couldn't get them to come.

Then another opportunity presented itself. Trace was offered the use of a cabin in Pennsylvania that was owned by a couple he had known in New Jersey. He sent an email to Jackie, telling her of the offer he had received, and suggesting that she and Manny could join him for a few days up there. Jackie and Trace had been working together on a story and this would give them an opportunity to discuss it in person. This offer got accepted. Jackie and Manny agreed and the date was set. Now Trace was on the way. He dozed off dreaming of what might be in store.

***

Jackie took a seat near where she expected Trace to come out of security. She continued to reflect on what had brought her here.

The fantasy that Jackie and Manny had shared expanded. By the time Jackie received the first story from Trace, the censored one, Jackie and Manny were role-playing swapping with couples and sharing with a single. However, Jackie wasn't anywhere near the point of undertaking it in real life. It was all imaginary. She was comfortable with having sex with someone as she had been a bit wild in college and thought a little sexual adventure might be fun but she had a good marriage and loved her husband very much. She worried about his reactions after the event and how it might affect them.

After Jackie read the first uncensored story from Trace, they began sharing sexual matters. They started with emails about fantasies and story ideas for Trace, but as time passed they started to talk about personal sex lives. Trace told her about his life with his ex wife and Jackie discussed her past lovers and her husband. Then she started writing stories as well. Trace who had been her mentor in the business world had become something similar in her intimate life.

While it was all a bit unusual, the distance made it work. The two of them discussed things and shared secrets that they never would have if they had seen each regularly.

Then the unexpected happened. She and Trace ended up at the same conference in Orlando. As they made plans for dinner, Jackie was very nervous. Being face-to-face with Trace after the last six months of emails and phone calls was scary. Trace knew everything about her. She would be emotionally naked. But dinner went okay. After a few minutes they were able to discuss those things in person that had previously been written only in emails.

Jackie was disappointed that Trace hadn't tried to extend the dinner into something else. She even considered briefly inviting him to her room. She wanted to be faithful to her husband, and later she would see that things had worked out for the best, but that night she had felt differently as she lay in her bed alone and slipped her hand down into her panties.

Now that she knew she could discuss these things in person with Trace, Jackie really did want to take Trace up on his offer of Las Vegas. Manny's job was the fly in the ointment. He could be away for a while but he had to be available. Las Vegas wasn't available enough. A couple of hours away in Pennsylvania wasn't nearly as bad. If an emergency came up, Manny could still get back quickly. They hopped on that idea.

Jackie was also concerned about Manny's feelings in the matter. He seemed comfortable with the idea, but Jackie didn't want Manny to get the wrong idea about her intentions. She didn't want him thinking that this was his fantasy threesome. She also worried that Manny might think that she and Trace had a past, were she to suggest they do some of their fantasies with him. As far as Jackie was concerned, this was just a weekend away with possibly a little bit of sexual teasing.

***

Trace slowly opened his eyes and saw the bright light coming from the bathroom. Then, slowly moving into the doorway was Jackie's naked body. It was fuzzy however as he tried to focus on her. He of course knew all about Jackie's teasing but couldn't believe she was showing him her naked body. He then felt Manny shake him and say, "Stop looking at my wife, Trace." The shaking awoke Trace to the sound of a flight attendant telling him that they were landing and he had to put his seat in the upright position. As the plane landed at Newark, Trace couldn't help but salivate over his dream and wonder what the next few days were going to be like.

***

As Trace walked out of the security area he saw Jackie waiting. "Too bad it wasn't summer," he thought, as Jackie stood there in a pair of tight hip hugger jeans and a sweater that covered her waist. He couldn't help but think that at 32 she looked better than she had when he hired her. A few years had passed and Jackie, despite still being active in the gym, had gained 10 pounds or so. Those pounds, however, made her little girl gymnast body look much more like a woman's. Her hair too had changed. It was much longer. The pixie cut was gone.

She greeted him with a friendly hug and a kiss on the cheek as they walked to get his bags. While they chatted about general stuff Trace asked how long they would be able to stay at the cabin. It had been left open and might have been anything from an overnight visit to a week long stay. Trace was glad to hear that Manny would have most of the week off while Jackie was between projects and could take as much time as she wanted as long as she stayed in contact with her office via phone and laptop.

After getting Trace's luggage they drove to Scotch Plains. When they arrived they found that Manny had been able to leave work early and was already at home. Trace insisted on a quick tour of the house. It was fascinating to finally see the rooms that had been described to him in emails and he wasn't the slightest bit surprised to find how neat she kept the house.

After eating some sandwiches that Manny had fixed, they packed into Manny's truck. Jackie took the back and fell asleep after a short while. This afforded Trace and Manny some get-acquainted time. They talked about sports and work as they drove into the mountains of Pennsylvania. Trace wanted Manny to get comfortable with him. He certainly wasn't going to bring up any of the fantasies that he and Jackie had discussed on the Internet. He knew that Jackie had been very open with him and had perhaps even told him about some things that Manny wasn't aware of. The conversation was fruitful and the two men who had only met at the wedding, became good friends.

***

When they arrived at the cabin, everyone was surprised to find that it was a studio. It was still pretty large. It had an island kitchen, large living area with a great big fireplace and a sleeping area in the back. In spite of being generally open, the cabin did have an enclosed bathroom with a shower. It was obviously intended for a couple as it had a big restored claw leg tub, visible to the entire house, situated near the bed and against a large window that overlooked the mountains. The tub normally would have been a wonderful place to soak while looking at the magnificent view of the mountains behind the cabin. Trace knew the couple who owned the place but he had not been here before and had no idea that it was just one big room. He was a bit embarrassed. He didn't want Jackie and Manny to get the wrong idea.

Fortunately, Jackie and Manny both made light of it. They described to Trace what it was like to stay at a family beach house during the summer. It was not really much different. They would have no problem sharing the large space. Trace offered them the bed and pointed out the couches where he would sleep. Manny and Jackie tried to get Trace to take the bed since they were really his guests, but he insisted they have it.

***

After unpacking they went in to town to get a few supplies. After shopping they visited a local pub. They stayed much longer than they planned, eating, drinking and enjoying each other's company.

Jackie wanted to dance. There wasn't a band but there was a juke box. She put some money in it and selected a few songs. There weren't many people in the place and they were the only ones on the dance floor. Still, it was fun. Jackie had started out dancing with Manny but after a few songs Manny insisted that Jackie dance with Trace so he wouldn't feel left out. Besides, Manny enjoyed watching Jackie dance with other men and Jackie knew that.

Some of the songs that Jackie had selected were of the slow and sensuous type. If Trace was dancing with Jackie when one of those came on, he made sure to keep a proper distance. He didn't want either of them to be offended by anything he did and he had wrongly interpreted Manny's watchful eyes. As Trace was doing his best imitation of an Arthur Murray dance instructor during one of the slow numbers, Jackie said to him, "I appreciate what you're trying to do but its not necessary. Neither Manny nor I are going to be the slightest bit upset if you want to dance a little more suggestively with me. In fact I'm probably going to get insulted if you don't and I'm sure that Manny will be very disappointed."

Trace didn't have to be told twice. He pressed in closer to Jackie and wrapped his arms around her. She put her arms around his neck. Trace had often dreamed of holding Jackie like this. Now he was actually doing it and it was giving him an erection. Jackie could feel his growing manhood. She teased him by pressing their waists together even tighter and rubbing her hip between his legs. Both of them looked over at Manny. Jackie had been right. Manny was enjoying their dancing as much as they were.

When they sat down at the table, Manny mentioned that he had read a draft of their latest story. He said he recalled that it had a pretty sexy dance scene in it. "You know," he said, "that story should be made into a movie and you two would be perfect as the feature couple in the story." Jackie and Trace looked blankly at each other, then at Manny. Manny continued, "I think that you two should act that scene out while I film it. Then you could see how perfect you are for the parts."

Jackie and Trace were both stunned by Manny's suggestion. They were also sure that it was just drunk talk and would never happen. Winking at Trace as she did so, Jackie quickly said, "I think thats a terrific idea. Maybe sometime we'll get a chance to do it." Trace understood the wink. She figured that Manny would have forgotten all about it by morning.

***

It was getting late so they headed home and were quite tired when they arrived. Trace wanted to light the fire so Jackie started getting comfortable, somewhat ready for bed.

Trace was playing with the fire as Jackie opened the door from the bathroom and came out in her pajamas. The harsh light from the bathroom made her attire nearly transparent. He caught his breath. The bright light left little to the imagination. Trace however knew about Jackie and her teasing as she had often told him in their Internet conversations how much she enjoyed it. He was sure it was no accident that she had left the bathroom light on.

Her pajama pants were a light green and should have been fairly acceptable to wear in front of a close friend and house guest as long as she was careful not to walk in front of a bright light. Her top was a camisole with no bra. With her firm breasts, Jackie wore this well. Again, the light made it obvious how little she was wearing. And it was not just the light from the bathroom, a cool draft or a little too much wine and her nipples would become erect and quite visible through the light fabric. Trace had an instant hard-on.

In the living room Jackie curled up on a couch with Manny, drinking some wine and chatting with Trace about old times at their company. After an hour or so she and Manny said they were ready for bed.

Trace had discovered that the two couches each opened into a double bed. He opened one of them to make himself a bed. Jackie volunteered to help him make it up and went to the back of the cabin to get some bedding. While the two of them were making up the bed, Manny grabbed his sleepwear out of his suitcase and went into the bathroom to change.

As they were making the bed, Jackie sensed another opportunity for a little teasing. When she would bend away from Trace, she would give him a nice view of her thin pajama bottoms stretched across her panties. Or, if she bent over toward Trace, the loose camisole top dropped away and nearly exposed her breasts. She looked up occasionally from her suggestive poses and confirmed that Trace was still the man she used to work with. He was trying to get a peek at every opportunity and Jackie enjoyed the attention. Trace could feel the stirring in his pants.

Manny came out of the bathroom in his pajamas. He and Jackie headed for the bed, turning out the lights at the back of the cabin as they did. Trace usually slept in the nude and hadn't thought about bringing anything to sleep in. However, considering the lack of privacy he decided that he should get into bed wearing his boxers. He turned off the last light and removed his outer clothes. He put them on a nearby chair and climbed into bed. Once under the covers he slid his boxers off and dropped them on the floor beside the bed. He went to sleep, thinking about how sexy Jackie had looked as she was making his bed.

***

Sometime in the middle of night Jackie woke up. She had had too many drinks. She needed to go to the bathroom. When she had gotten into bed she had slipped off her pajama bottoms so that she was wearing only her panties and camisole. She considered putting the pajama bottoms on again, but in her sleepy haze, that seemed like a lot of trouble. Although the cabin was fairly light from the reflections of the moon off the snow, it looked like everyone else was asleep. "Besides," thought Jackie, "it would be kinda neat if Trace did see me in my panties." Jackie got out of bed and walked past Trace. As she did she thought, "Maybe he'll hear me and wake up." But no luck. She closed the bathroom door behind her.

While in the bathroom, she thought about how Trace had been looking at her when she was helping him make his bed. Showing off for someone other than her husband had been exciting, even if she had been pretty careful about it. She had gotten damp while she was doing it and noticed that her sex-kitten poses were having an effect on Trace as well. She had seen the bulge forming in his pants. It was nice to know that he still found her attractive.

She left the bathroom without immediately turning off the light. She hoped that Trace had awakened while she was in there. He had. She took a couple of steps from the door as once again Trace studied her exquisite form silhouetted by the bathroom light. This time though, the pajama bottoms really were gone. Jackie turned back and switched off the light. As she walked past Trace, she saw that he was awake. His eyes were open and he was watching her.

"How come you're not sleeping?" she whispered.

"The squeaking of the bathroom door woke me." Trace said. "I don't sleep very soundly anyway."

Jackie sat down on the side of Trace's couch bed with one leg hanging off the side and the other tucked under her. Trace really liked having her so close to him on the bed, especially with the way she was dressed. In spite of the dim light he had trouble tearing his gaze away from the dark spot between her legs that was covered only by thin panties. He lay on his side facing her and they talked. They talked about what to do tomorrow. They talked about the story they had been writing. They talked about a lot of things that they didn't really need to talk about.

After twenty or thirty minutes of conversation Jackie noticed that Trace's eyes were focused on the front of her panties, between her legs. She gave him a knowing smile, her way of saying it was okay.

Trace caught the smile. He took advantage of her seeming acceptance and ventured into the never-never land of sexual banter. He said, "I like the look of your panties. Are they cotton? I can't tell in the dark."

Jackie was happy that he seemed to have finally acknowledged what was going on between them. She looked down at her high cut bikini panties and said, "Yes. You can feel of them if you want, but be careful where you touch."

Trace reached out to her hip and ran his fingers over the thin material. "Mmmh. They feel more like silk than cotton."

Jackie smiled and gave a little giggle. She whispered, "You just wanted a cheap feel." She hesitated a moment, then continued with a seductive grin on her face, "I stepped on your boxers when I walked up. Bet you're not wearing anything."

"You win the bet," Trace replied with a wicked grin on his lips.

Jackie licked her lips suggestively, got up on her knees and leaned over to Trace who was frozen, not knowing what she was about to do. She gave him a quick kiss on the mouth, ran her fingertips lightly over the sheet that was covering Trace, from the middle of his right thigh, up and over his growing erection, then coyly said, "Goodnight." Leaving Trace with his mouth hanging open, she got up and returned to her own bed.

Trace's mind filled with all kinds of thoughts, the kind he needed to get rid of if he was ever going to fall asleep. He thought, "Holy shit. She was right beside me in just her panties and camisole. She encouraged me touch her panties. She felt my hard-on, even if it was through the sheet. She kissed me. This trip is getting better all the time."

Jackie slipped back into bed with her husband and was now wide awake. In the last few years she had shared all kinds of sexual talk and banter with Trace but it had never been in person. She was excited at the feel of his erection under the sheets but was surprised that she had touched it.

Jackie and Trace, despite having their imaginations in overdrive, eventually went back to sleep.

***

Jackie was the first to awaken the next morning. She figured she could at least get the coffee made before everyone else woke up.

Jackie started to pull on her pajama bottoms but then silently reasoned, "Manny isn't going to care and Trace got a good look at me dressed like this last night. I don't think it would be too brazen to just stay the way I am. Actually, this is not even as revealing as most of my swim suits. But it is kind of daring. Should be fun." Having made up her mind she threw the pajama bottoms into her suitcase and headed for the bathroom in her panties and camisole.

Jackie knew she looked good, even when she had just gotten out of bed, but putting on a little makeup and brushing her hair certainly wasn't going to hurt. By the time she headed for the kitchen, she thought she looked good enough to get Manny and Trace really fired up.

Jackie found the coffee they had brought and started brewing a pot. She rounded up all the other things needed to make breakfast and began that while the coffee was making. She wasn't being particularly quiet about it and Manny and Trace soon awakened to the aroma of fresh coffee.

Manny woke up first and staggered sleepily toward the bathroom in his pajamas. As he opened the door to the bathroom he noticed his wife making breakfast in her panties. He gave her a sleepy little smile as he thought about the fact that this was a little more than normal for her. She had teased a few house guests of theirs before but never in her panties. Manny went to the bathroom, disappointed that he probably would not get back in time to catch the look on Trace's face when he noticed how Jackie was dressed.