The Night That Changed Us

Dear Readers,

As a character known as the Literotica Investigative Action Reporter, I was made aware of these extremely unique four people through some contacts of mine. They agreed to let me tell their story and interview them under the condition of not using their real names, family member's names, or actual location.

First, I'll tell you the story of Mac, Lisa, Jeff, and Becky and how their unique relationship developed. Following the story are individual and group interviews conducted by me, your humble Literotica Investigative Action Reporter (LIAR).

Jeff Turner and Mac (birth name Arthur but everyone called him Mac) Jepson had been friends since grade school living in a small town along the southern California coast between LA and San Diego.

The boys were inseparable. Grade school, high school, Little League baseball, high school baseball, and both played junior college baseball. In fact, Jeff had been scouted heavily by several major league scouts until a line drive off of his pitching elbow during his sophomore season ended his JC career as well as any hopes of a major league team signing him to a minor league contract.

Mac was a decent outfielder with a strong throwing arm and some power in his bat but he couldn't hit a breaking pitch even if he knew it was coming to him. It didn't take long for the pitchers to figure out how to get him out. He had beer league softball slugger written all over him.

During his freshman year at JC Jeff met and fell deeply in love with little Becky Branson. Little was an accurate description because this little redheaded beauty with a fair complexion and freckles was barely 5 feet tall and would have been lucky to tip the scales at 95 pounds soaking wet. Her wavy red hair came down to her shoulders.

Physically, she didn't get a guy's attention because she appeared to barely have any breasts and her butt was small yet nicely rounded. Her hips flared out slightly and her butt wiggled enough to let a guy know that she was definitely a woman.

What caught Jeff's attention was her quiet confidence and piercing green eyes. She was so level headed, patient, and usually quiet. She seemed to know what she wanted but was never abrasive or dishonest in pursuing her goals.

She wanted to be a kindergarten teacher since her early teenage years. The money wouldn't be great but the idea of molding young children as well as the shorter days and summers off was appealing to her.

Jeff also had desires to be a teacher; although at the college level. He had an acute interest in history; in particular US History and its place in the bigger picture of World History.

During the summer after their sophomore year at college, Becky became pregnant. This was just a temporary bump in the road but four weeks after discovering she was pregnant, she had a miscarriage.

After further testing, her GYN told her bluntly to give up her hope of ever carrying a baby full term. In the doctor's simplest of terms, she informed her than her baby maker was not at all healthy. She could get pregnant as often as she liked but there was zero chance of lasting past the first trimester.

There were several factors involved but at that point Becky made the difficult decision to have her tubes tied. She was crushed but not despondent. She had other goals in mind as well.

She and Jeff were very seriously involved at that time and they knew it was only a matter of time before they'd be married. They agreed that adoption would be a desirable option in the future...after they finished their education and began their careers.

Four years later, at 24 years of age, they were married during a large ceremony at the church of Becky's mother and step-father.

Mac had a mind for numbers and finances. His guidance counselor strongly recommended to him that he consider a career in financial counseling and planning.

This was something that interested Mac and he pursued his career with energy and passion. During his sophomore year he met Lisa Bowers, a sweet but sassy brunette that had just moved to Southern California with her family from Alabama. Her father was a banker and had been transferred after she had completed her junior year of high school.

Lisa had long dark hair, thick luscious lips, and a full figure. She wasn't fat or heavy, she just wasn't the typical petite figure that guys were accustomed to seeing in modeling ads or Playboy centerfolds.

She was quite beautiful in her own right and Mac was smitten with her. As opposed to Mac's quiet and studious nature, Lisa had that gregarious and extroverted personality.

That personality wasn't to be confused with a woman that got around with men. Mac was only the second real boyfriend that she had ever had and he was the first man she ever allowed to have her in bed.

Lisa had a part time job at a bank that escalated to full time after she finished her junior college career. Her father's connections made it easier for her to get opportunities but it was her knowledge, hard work, and people skills that made her successful.

Jeff and Mac were just as inseparable as married adults as they were as kids. Consequently, their girls became great friends as well.

Many on the outside often wondered how someone as quiet as Becky ended up with the sociable and friendly Jeff while the more introverted and studious Mac ended up with Lisa. Even among themselves, they joked that they twisted things up.

Still, these men were deeply in love with their wives. Mac and Lisa had twin daughters and Jeff and Becky treated them as their own. Since she was unable to have children of her own, she took to the twin girls and bonded with them. To the girls, they were Aunt Becky and Uncle Jeff.

Jeff and Becky never followed up on their plans to adopt. Between Mac and Lisa's girls and Becky's half-sister's two boys, they enjoyed being a big part of the lives of four young people.

Their careers took off as well. Mac was a successful financial planner with a steady and loyal clientele. Lisa took over as the loan manager at the same bank that launched her work career.

Becky (or Mrs. Turner as the kids knew her) loved her job as a kindergarten teacher. Her patience and calm demeanor were a welcome contrast to the energy supplied by a classroom full of 5 year old children. Kids loved and trusted her as well and their parents found her to be friendly and easily accessible. She was easily approachable and parents learned early on that she truly cared first and foremost about their children.

Jeff Turner took a position at the same junior college where he had been a star pitcher just a few years earlier. His passion for history and the significance of historical events were shared by many of his students. His oratory skills and natural passion for his job made him a resounding success in his chosen field.

For over 25 years, these four had been the best of friends. There had never been a serious issue that threatened their friendship. It was a sight to see at times when the four would get together. Jeff and Lisa often dominated the conversations while their spouses would sit back quietly amused by the way they each tried to outdo each other.

Both men were avid golfers. When time allowed and the wives didn't demand their time, they could be found on a golf course. Sometimes they'd get away for about an hour and go to the range and hit a bucket of balls.

Although Jeff was deeply in love with Becky, he always had an eye for Lisa. Their personalities were so complimentary and as the years progressed he found himself looking at her more sexually.

He knew that she was forbidden fruit and had no intention of taking it beyond his fantasies. He valued his marriage to Becky and his friendship with Mac too much to be careless.

To be fair, each of the four admired the other's spouses. The friendship had blossomed over the years and it was inevitable that a mutual attraction would exist. When Jeff and Lisa would dominate a conversation with their witty banter, it wasn't unusual for Mac and Becky to go off to the side and carry on a quieter conversation.

The course of events that changed their lives happened innocently enough.

Mac and Lisa's daughters were off to college out of state and they now had their empty nest. The girls were such a big part of not only their lives, but also for Jeff and Becky. Jeff and Becky couldn't be more proud of the girls if they had been their own.

Jeff called Mac at work on a Friday afternoon and asked to borrow Mac's new putter he had bought just a month ago. He had been chosen at the last moment to replace a colleague in a foursome for a charity golf event the next day. He had used it on a couple of occasions when they golfed together and had fallen in love with it. He was determined to get one just like it for himself.

Of course Mac said yes but that he wouldn't be home until late that night. He was on the road to Ventura for a seminar and wouldn't be home until late in the evening. Lisa would be gone to her parent's house but that since he had a key to the house, he could let himself in and get the club out of his golf closet.

Both couples had a key to the other's home. They lived less than a half mile from each other and would always check on the other's home when they would go out of town for a weekend or an extended vacation. There was an explicit level of trust on all parts.

Jeff had a late class he taught on Wednesday and Friday so he didn't leave work until nearly 6:30. By the time he arrived at Mac's house, it was already dark outside and there was no light at the front door so that he could see the keys on his ring.

He fumbled around and then decided to use the light from his cell phone and he finally found the key with the green coating on its head. That was his clue that it belonged to the Jepson home.

Once inside the front door, he noticed a light on in the hallway. Usually when Mac and Lisa left the house, they left a light on in the kitchen, hallway, and hall bathroom. They wanted to give the appearance of someone being at home.

On this night, the only light was the dim one in the hallway. He figured that Lisa must have forgotten so instead of going to the hallway first, he headed through the dark living room, using only the illumination from his cell phone, to the kitchen.

At that moment he heard some noise from the back patio area. He walked slowly to the sliding patio door to make sure the noise wasn't anything to worry about. Also, there was a heated pool out there and he wanted to make sure some neighborhood kids hadn't climbed their private fence and go for a dip.

In order to see the patio and pool, Jeff had to pull away the horizontal slats on the blinds. He didn't want to startle any potential troublemakers so he discreetly pulled back one slat and peeked out to the patio and pool.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

Lisa was swimming in the heated pool. The pool lights were bright enough for him to recognize her.

It wasn't just that Lisa was swimming. He had seen her swim on numerous occasions. In fact, Lisa was an excellent swimmer and had been a standout swimmer back home in Alabama during her high school days.

No, it wasn't Lisa's swimming that caught his attention. It was Lisa swimming in the NUDE. Jeff knew that he shouldn't just keep staring but he was getting what was probably a once in a lifetime experience and was in no hurry to walk away from it.

To no surprise, his excitement was felt in other parts of his body. In less than a minute, his hardness was pressing hard against his loose fitting slacks.

Lisa was oblivious to his spying. He studied every square inch of her naked body but his attention was mostly focused on the parts he'd never seen before.

Her soft breasts laid on each side of her naked chest. Her dark brown areolas and tiny nipples were easily visible.

Then he couldn't help but focus on the very dark patch of hair that nestled above her labia.

He knew this was wrong. He began to walk away from the blinds, get the putter out of the hall closet, and pretend like this never happened.

Then he walked back. In spite of every ounce of good sense that he had telling him to move on, he had to sneak another peak at this heavenly body.

Oh the vision. Lisa was doing laps in their pool. First the breast stroke where Jeff could see her soft naked ass. Then when she reached the other side she would flip over and do the back stroke while he admired her awesome globes and dark wet pubes.

She was oblivious to his eyes...and now his cock which had reached its utmost in hardness.

Again, he reminded himself that he should get the putter and quietly leave but now he was doing the better part of his thinking with the brain between his legs, not the more mature and logical one between his ears.

Since he couldn't be seen, he pulled down his pants enough to fish out his hardness while enjoying his unexpected yet pleasant vision of sexiness.

Instinctively he began to jerk on his manhood with his right hand while secretly pulling open the slat enough to continue his voyeuristic journey.

Jeff really got into his jerking and pulled back hard enough to ram his elbow into the blind slats and bang against the glass of the patio door.

At that time Lisa had been standing at the shallow end catching her breath after swimming several laps. At the moment his elbow banged against the patio door glass, she jumped and screamed as if someone had just snuck up behind her and scared her.

"Shit!" Jeff thought to himself. He shoved his still hard cock into his pants, zipped up, and buckled the top button all while moving quickly into the hallway. He was hoping she wouldn't come inside. How would he explain things?

Lisa figured that Mac must have arrived home early so she just took a towel, dried herself off, and walked inside naked. At that time, Jeff had managed to retrieve Mac's putter and begin to walk back into the view of the patio when he saw Lisa's naked body again.

"Shit, Jeff. What the hell are you doing here?"

Lisa managed to grab a pillow from the living room couch but she was only able to cover her bottom region. Jeff turned around and apologized.

"I'm sorry Lisa. Mac told me to let myself in so I could borrow his putter. He said that you'd be at your parent's home tonight."

"I heard something in your back patio area and went to check on it. When I saw it was you out there skinny dipping, I felt...I'm not sure how to say it...I knew it was wrong but..."

"But what Jeff? But what?"

Lisa was clearly upset but her longtime friendship with Jeff and Becky convinced her to give him as much time as needed to explain himself.

"First of all Lisa, could you cover up your tits as well so I can talk without that distraction?"

"No I won't. I'm guessing you saw everything, right?"

"What do you mean by everything?"

"Oh come on Jeff. Cut out the bullshit. You saw my entire naked body in the pool didn't you?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"You guess? You either did or didn't. Which was it?"

Jeff knew what she already knew. She was making this as uncomfortable as possible for him.

"And no, I'm not going to cover my tits. In fact, you've seen everything already, I'm going to drop the pillow on the floor and make you explain yourself while I'm standing her stark naked in front of you."

In spite of his feeling of embarrassment and uneasiness, his cock had yet to shrink. Lisa noticed the tent inside of his loose fitting slacks.

"So, tell me Jeff, tell me exactly what you were doing in here after you saw me in the pool. I believe that it was an honest mistake. I was supposed to go to mom and dad's house tonight but mom wasn't feeling well so I decided to stay home."

"Still, what were you doing after seeing me? How long were you watching me?"

This would have been easier for Jeff if she hadn't been standing there stark naked with her large soft breasts and thick tuft of dark pubic hair distracting him.

Still, Jeff knew it was time for a full and honest confession.

"Okay Lisa. We've been friends for too long. You deserve the whole truth without any bullshit."

"Yes I do Jeff. I also deserve to hear you tell me the whole truth while you stand here in front of me as naked as I am."

"Say what?"

"Yeah, why not. You stood at the patio door for God only knows how long staring at my naked ass and you've stood here a fair amount of time staring at my tits and pussy. Fair is fair."

"Yes, but I expected you to grab something and cover yourself up by now. You decided to stand there naked in front of me."

"Yes I did Jeff. What's the purpose of being modest now? You've not only seen it all, you've stared at it all. So, either you strip off your clothes or I'll strip them off for you."

"Okay Lisa. I'll strip them off but only because it is fair. Besides, even an aggressive woman like you wouldn't strip off my clothes."

"Oh really, Jeff? You don't think I have what it takes?"

She didn't wait for an answer.

Lisa walked over and quickly unbuttoned his dress shirt, pulled off his t-shirt, then proceeded to quickly pull down his slacks and boxers at the same time.

"Sit down, Jeff."

Jeff did as he was told while Lisa removed his shoes and socks. Then she completed the stripping job by pulling his pant legs and boxers over his feet and discarded them to the floor in a pile with his other clothes.

While pulling down his pants, she accidentally (or was it an accident?) brushed the palm of her hand against his hardness.

This didn't help. Lisa stripping him and brushing her hand against his cock only caused him to become more sexually aroused and less focused on the conversation they were supposed to have.

"Now again, Jeff. Tell me everything!"

She already knew all that she needed to know. She had initially been embarrassed to have him see her naked but she had turned the tables and become the aggressor and embarrassed him.

Jeff was tired of the games. He just blurted out the whole story.

"You want the truth, Lisa? Here's the truth. Don't get mad at me for speaking my mind, okay?"

"Fine, that's fair."

"Okay. Like I said, it started in the most innocent way possible."

"I believe that Jeff. I have no doubt that you had no idea that I was home."

"Yeah, I heard the noise and I peaked outside through the slats in the blinds and saw you in the pool."

"Yes, I should have just turned around, got the putter, and left. You'd have never known any better."

"Why didn't you just do that then, Jeff?" Lisa didn't sound as angry now.

"Like I told you Lisa, don't get mad at me for being honest."

"I'm only going to be mad at you if you don't tell me the truth."

"Lisa, you know how much I love Becky. I know how much you love her."

"Yes, so?"

"So, in spite of that, I've always found you to be very desirable. In fact, in my opinion, you have become more desirable as you've gotten older."

Lisa had nothing to say to that.

"Well, I've always watched and listened to you and wondered how great it would be to not only see you naked but to do even more."

"Of course, being married made that a big taboo. All I could do was fantasize."

"Tonight, when I first saw you in the pool, I did begin to walk away but then I realized that this was probably a once in a lifetime chance and went back for another peak."

"By that time, my cock was responding to what I saw and I began to...well, you know."

"Pleasure yourself, Jeff?" Lisa responded without any anger.

"Yes. Pleasure myself. Jerk off. Spank the monkey. Five knuckle shuffle. Whatever euphemism you want to use."

"Again, I really am sorry for how I handled this. I know better but for God's sake, you're so beautiful and sexy and I made decisions using the wrong brain."