Exchanging Power for One Hour

My wife, R. and I lived in a small beachfront community on a barrier island for almost 25 years. We befriended an attractive couple, j & r, who were neighbors, at first, then, moved to an area of the island that was closer to the beach. They were functional alcoholics ( probably still are ), j being a beer drinker with a twelve pack a day habit, more on weekends, and r being a two liter of white zinfandel a day kind of girl, more on weekends, with the occasional splash of soda. She loved pot too, he could take it or leave it, usually taking no more than two tokes when he did partake.
She was a tall strawberry blonde who resembled Courtney Love in the face, had fiery green eyes and absolutely beautiful 38 DD breasts. Her ass was okay if a little flat. He stood at six ft., had a Hank Hill hairdo and a Tom Selleck moustache and sunglasses. For all his beer-drinking he didn't have an ounce of fat on him, and I never once saw him stumble, stagger, or slur his words in drunkenness. He was always the same, no matter the level of his consumption. She, on the other hand, was quiet, moody and somber until after four o'clock in the afternoon when her own personal bar opened. Out came the white zin, the soda, and the doob, if she had one. Within a half hour she was loud, brassy, bossy, rude and crude. She would yammer in hoots, shouts and gibbers. She was given to histrionics and late night weepy phone calls to R. , some of which were admissions that " j. used to sleep with men and I think he still is. He NEVER wants sex ! " R. told me that in confidence, but, I had already seen him leaving known gay cruising spots, in his marked work truck, nonetheless ! It didn't bother me, I had plenty of gay friends, and it wasn't like R. and I were normal in the sex dept. We were practicing bdsm, incorporating it more and more into our already active sex lives. I wasn't what you'd call normal, at all ! I was an active voyeur and exhibitionist, in secrecy. Only my 63 yr. old neighbor, J..., knew of those practices. That's another story ( "Behind the Glass" ).
One day the four of us went to the beach. We got to their house at noon, began pounding beers and wine, and burned a fat joint of Jamaican import. Because she's a true ginger and fair-skinned we had to carry a big umbrella to the beach, for r. She had a big floppy hat, movie star sunglasses and a white bikini that had been in fashion twenty years earlier. A group of fey and mostly effeminate young men set up nearby. One of them had on a red thong that had a pouch for the nuts, and a sheath for his impressive penis. Mind you, it was / is an illegal bathing suit for that particular beach, but, he'd flounce, and bounce down to the water and back every five minutes. j. couldn't keep his eyes off of him. We had the radio on but I hard r. say to j. "Try not to get hard, okay ! " He seemed a little chagrined, and R. and I exchanged glances, but didn't comment.
A few days earlier R. and I had engaged in bdsm play. She made me strip naked, a with a pair of electric clippers cut ALL the hair from my body, and I'm pretty hairy except on my head. She took it off the top, too, and j. & r. commented on that earlier, but only r. noticed my loss of body hair too. R. had buzzed me all over, and then shaved me bare. Then, with my hands and feet in leather restraints, she doused me, liberally, with alcohol-based after shave. She smiled as I writhed in pain. Then, she flogged me with a new and vicious black leather flogger. The welts had just barely disappeared. Being quite buzzed R. and I began telling them about the new phase of our sex lives. j. visibly shuddered and focused his attention on the boy in the red thong and his friends. r. seemed quite interested as we told her all about safe, sane, and consensual, headspace and subspace.
"Do you force him to eat your pussy ? " she asked R.
"Sometimes," she answered. "My asshole too ! "
"HOOORAAHHH !" r. hooted loudly, and laughed.
j. turned to us and said, "I bet he doesn't have to be forced too much. I know how us men love to eat pussy !" r. turned a scornful look on him and barked "Yeah, like you would EVER do that !" He winced and returned to watching the sheathed dick sway back and forth, now semi-erect.
"I've done all kinds of sex !" r. continued. "Oral, anal, tittie-fucking, and jacking off, with various lovers over the years. But, I've never even tried BDSM." She gazed over at j. and mumbled, "I doubt he's much interested ! Hell, he's even scarred of horror movies ! " He and R. were enjoying the young men who were cavorting, playing grab ass, the sheathed dick getting harder. ( to be cont. )

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