An Irresistible Temptation

An Irresistible Temptation Ch. 02

 

This story is a continuation of ‘An Irresistible Temptation Ch. 01’ located in Erotic Coupling. Owen and Nicole are in hiding while criminal investigations are completed.

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Life had certainly been moving at a very fast tempo. The FBI had proven to be quite efficient at getting us away. Nicole Slater and I had only known each other for five days. We now had new identities. My real name is Owen Chandler. As we were now in hiding, we were now to be known as Mrs. Camille Bellamy, and as her fake husband, I was Mr. Errol Bellamy.

We had just collected our bags after landing in San Francisco. At short notice, the Bureau had also organized our flights, a small rental car and some accommodation in Camel by the Sea. It wasn’t at the place Nicole had hoped for, however we were happy just to get away. We had been instructed to keep a low profile for at least a week, although we had been warned it could be extended.

We were witnesses in a case relating to fraud committed by Congressman Walt Affleck from Florida and of course our own attempted murder. This fraud also implicated a group including: his brother the local Sherriff; his cousin Hank, who runs a scuba diving business; plus some of Hank’s associates. Hank and his associates had tried to drown us.

Nicole who is a journalist, found some evidence proving that Federal funds had been misappropriated for a future tourist complex. In order to stop her investigation, Hank had tried to drown us. First Connie, an associate of Hank’s, turned off Nicole’s air while scuba diving. Secondly, while I was assisting Nicole underwater, Hank and his crew abandoned us five miles from shore.

In spite of our marriage being a fabrication to support our new identities, I had fallen head over heels in love with Nicole. Amazingly she felt the same way about me. While the marriage was fake, we had been consummating it for the last three nights with some very steamy sex.

It was late afternoon before we arrived at Fern Park Resort. It was several hundred yards back from the beach in a very quiet area. The resort was surrounded by a high wall for privacy; however the pines, cypress, and oaks gave an additional feeling of seclusion while they also attracted plenty of bird life.

Nicole had been driving, so she gave our names at the intercom. The gates to the Resort were soon opened. After parking we took a couple of minutes just to look at our surroundings.

The Resort was a series of cottages that were strategically placed to create garden alcoves or courtyard areas. A covered walkway meandered through the site connecting them to the front office. The lawns had been manicured and the plants were abundant.

I unloaded our two suitcases and Nicole held the door open so we could enter the reception area. Inside was like being in a greenhouse, but with the plants on the outside.

We were greeted by a smiling middle aged women with: “May I help you?”

“Yes thank you. We are Camille and Errol Bellamy.” I wouldn’t normally give first names, but I thought a little practice was warranted. “We should have a reservation.”

“Yes, of course. We have you in one of the cottages we reserve for honeymooners.” Nicole snuggled up to me and placed her hands about my arm. I hadn’t expected the FBI to have a sense of humor.

“Now it is Cottage 15. We have three cottages away from the rest that have their own garden court. They are normally fully booked, but for the moment the other two are unoccupied. You should have all the privacy you would like in the garden,” the receptionist said with a knowing smile. “By the way, we only accept booking for over 21 year olds, unless they are honeymooners.”

I wondered what her implications really meant. I hoped Nicole understood the subtleties.

“Now Mr. and Mrs. Bellamy; here are two sets of keys. The large key is for the room and the smaller key operates the pedestrian gates and the driveway gates after 10pm. We do not have a restaurant at this Resort, but opposite is the Four Winds licensed restaurant. It has a pleasant bar and our guests receive a 10% discount on meals if you show your key. They do breakfast, lunch and dinner. Alternatively there are kitchen facilities in your cottage.”

Continuing the receptionist pointed out the facilities, including pools, tennis courts. Racquets and bikes were available for a small fee.

As the receptionist seemed to have finished, Nicole asked: “How far is it to the best beach and shops? I need some clothes.”

“The beach is a further 400 yards down the avenue you came in on. The road stops short of the beach, but there is a laneway. If you take this adjacent road north, the shopping center is about 500 yards.”

“Thank you.”

“If you have any other questions, just dial zero on your phone. The office is staffed until 10pm.”

With no further questions, we said thank you and made what turned out to be a lengthy trek to the cottage.

The cottage was built in a Spanish style with orange clay tiles on the roof that contrasted with the abundant green foliage. We were a little overwhelmed by the size. There was a large living room with a kitchen attached.

Standing in the living room we could look through a large window with sliding doors onto our own private garden. There was a hedge on the far side concealing the main courtyard formed with the two cottages. We could just make out the spreading branches of a jacaranda tree placed centrally in the lawn.

The living room had two areas. There were two large sofas and wing back arm chairs facing a large TV screen and a separate area with a dining table and work desk. The décor consisted of plenty of light colored timber, bright soft furnishings and decorations. The effect was more like a home than any hotel I had stayed in.

Nicole led the way to the bedroom which had a king size bed and plenty of space even with a table and comfortable chairs in a bay window. The adjacent bathroom was large with a huge shower alcove with double shower heads. I had the feeling that if we were staying inside for the next week, we wouldn’t feel claustrophobic.

The kitchen was fully equipped and even had lots of basic supplies. I opened another door and found there was even a small laundry room attached. I decided to make us both a cup of coffee while Nicole unpacked the cases.

She soon joined me sitting at the dining table. Nicole seemed satisfied and confirmed it by saying: “I’m not disappointed the Monterey place was unavailable. This cottage is very nice. I could probably get use to this level of comfort.”

“We have everything here. This would be a nice home. It will certainly be a great base for us for a week or two,” I confirmed.

With a serious look Nicole asked: “So what will be our priorities?”

“Rest, fun and then getting to know each other. I know you have been given some work, so we should set aside some time for that after some rest, but it has to be a lower priority.”

“I like the fun and getting to know you bit. When does the fun start?”

“How about after dinner. The airline food was barely adequate and we did wake earlier than everyone in California. They should be serving now across the road.”

The Four Winds restaurant had plenty of atmosphere. It was quite up market but it already had a reasonable number of clientele all dressed down in their holiday attire. We ordered a bottle of white wine as we both selected fish from the menu.

The wine seemed to relax Nicole as she showed a new enthusiasm to chat. “I am glad you said we should get to know each other better. Do you mind if I probe your thoughts?”

“No… go ahead. I would like to share my secrets and be completely open with you. I think it is important for us to know each other’s thoughts.” While saying that, I was amaze that with Nicole I had completely overcome my normal reticence and shyness with beautiful women.

“What is the worst thing you have ever done?”

“Give me a moment.” I couldn’t think of anything which of course made me worry that Nicole would think me less than open if I didn’t tell her something. “There is nothing that really stands out. I guess I did all those naughty things that children always do, but I don’t have anything significant. I don’t even cheat on my taxes. I like the idea of undisturbed sleep by having a clear conscience. I guess the worst things are really acts of omission. Forgetting to call my parents; failing to complement a fellow employee for good work. That sort of thing.”

“Well that’s not too bad.”

Continuing I elaborated: “Is it the Hippocratic Oath that says you should do no harm. I guess that principle is a good guide for life.”

“I have the same philosophy.” Then Nicole elaborated: “Though now it is more complex, as it is not just people we shouldn’t harm. It is wildlife and the planet we need to consider.”

“I you really want to know a person’s character, a good time is when they are placed in a conflict of interest situation. Too often people do as they are directed by their boss when they know the consequences are wrong. I am proud that we haven’t questioned the requirement to be witnesses to ensure justice is achieved.”

“I try to do the right thing. I know sometimes I have acted in a way I later regret. Mostly it’s because some guys can be pigs. I have often been propositioned by loud mouth guys that have tickets on themselves. Often like Calvin in the dive shop. In order to protect myself I have learnt how to belittle guys and be quite rude.”

I understood immediately what Nicole was talking about, but I couldn’t quite think of something appropriate to say.

Maybe Nicole misconstrued my silence as she said: Don’t worry. I can’t see myself being rude to you.”

“No… I wasn’t worried about that. I sometimes can’t think of an appropriate comment. I am shy and careful particularly about personal things. It is so easy to say something unintended.”

Nicole started her own character examination. “I have also been shy and consequently very conservative. This is because I have often found that my looks attract the wrong type of guy. They may propositions me, but they don’t really care for me or even pretend to treat me as an equal. Consequently I have been accused of being arrogant or stuck up as I have often found it necessary to discourage guys. Now that I have found a nice guy, I want to come out of my shell and do more exciting and challenging activities.”

“Like swimming five miles to shore when left behind on a scuba dive.”

“Owen, I like the way you can bring problems back to earth by using a little humor. I will try scuba diving again as long as you are with me. In fact I will try most anything as long as you are with me to keep me safe. You give me courage and hope for the future.”

The meal was good and I enjoyed being able to talk to Nicole with confidence. Once again I was conscious of how quick she was on the uptake. I was happy that she was genuine with all her comments. After dinner I held her hand and led her back to our cottage.

After quite a bit of wine at dinner, Nicole decided she needed a glass of water. I sat down on a sofa wondering whether I should turn on the TV when she joined me and sat on my lap. I thought this was a better idea so I hugged her tightly and rested my head against her shoulder. I snuggled in and breathed in her scent that made me feel at home.

“Owen… you know I haven’t been with many boys before. I do really like sex, but often my self-esteem suffered because the guys were not really interested in me as a person. I was just there for their sexual gratification. It has not been like that with you. My experience with you now makes me realize how much fun I have missed out on.”

“Did you ever have a steady boyfriend?”

“No… but I will tell you everything about my previous experiences. I want to tell all.”

“How did you keep the sexual urges under control then?”

“I became very good with my fingers.”

“Did you ever go with another girl?”

“When I was about 19 at College, a girl friend of mine had too many drinks and wanted to have sex with me. I said no as it was unexpected and I was nervous. I have often thought back on it and regret not at least trying it.” Nicole paused. “I want to do everything you expect, but I would prefer not having any further regrets.”

“Does that mean you would like to have sex with a woman?”

“Well, the opportunity has not arisen since… and maybe it never will again. Now that I have found you, I wouldn’t want to hurt you or do anything you wouldn’t like.”

“If the opportunity presented itself and you grabbed it, would it affect the way you felt about me?”

“No! I would continue loving you regardless.”

“Well I would have no cause for concern. I would just prefer that you were open with me about it and didn’t hide your desires or actions.”

“Really?

“I want us to be open and honest which means accepting who you are… not trying to change you. Actually I haven’t found anything about you I would like to change.”

“What about you? Have you ever wanted to be with another guy?”

“Never. Actually I don’t see what women see in men. Generally we are hairy, awkward and smell bad. I like women. Besides, I am a tight ass, so it would probably be painful.”

Nicole laughed at me being a tight ass and then obviously was considering her next question. “What has been your wildest sexual experience then?”

“I can honestly say, you know all about my wildest sexual experiences.”

“That is good. I want to be able to continue being part of any future wild experiences. So what is your wildest fantasy?”

“Before meeting you, I was like most guys wanting to have sex with two women at once. Of course they would desperately want to please me. I have decided they also need to be bisexual. That would reduce some of the pressure and responsibility I would have in making them both climax multiple times.”

“You qualified your answer by saying, ‘Before meeting you’. What is your fantasy now?”

“You are going to force me to answer aren’t you?”

“Of course! You can’t squirm out of it that easily.”

“Well the fantasy has changed. I want you to be one of the women.”

“Oh!… and who is the other?”

“Well someone almost as good looking as you are… or Katherine Heigl.”

“She is getting older now. Do you like older women?”

“Well I should be able to tolerate her now, but my fantasy was based on her past movies. The other woman is Margot Robbie. Now she is younger.”

“So you like the blondes do you?”

“Don’t you worry my brunette beauty. It is important not to be prejudice, so it would only be fair if one of them was a blonde.”

“There is now something poking up against my bottom. I guess it is the result of you discussing your fantasy. I think it is time we continued this in bed.”

As we took our time to clean teeth and undress, I thought our previous discussion would be forgotten once in bed. I soon realized that Nicole had other ideas.

“Lie back stud.” Nicole directed. “Katherine and Margo are going to pleasure you tonight.”

I did as I was directed, wondering how Nicole would pull this off. Then she told me: “Close your eyes. Any peeking and you will miss out tonight.”

I wasn’t fully erect, but I felt a soft warm hand start fixing that. Then in a very proper accent, I heard: “I am Katherine. I will prepare you for your entertainment tonight.”

When it is unexpected, suddenly feeling a warm mouth swallow your penis is absolutely delightful. I was licked slowly like an ice cream. This was followed by long sucks as her tongue swilled about the head of my cock. It had been fully swollen for some time, so while the attention to my cock was pleasurable, it was also building tension.

“Katherine will now ride you. Do you like Katherine’s breasts?”

I answered “yes of course”.

“Then you must play with them as she rides you.” I actually then started imagining what it would be like to fuck Katherine.

I was meeting her thrusts until suddenly she started racing faster than I could keep up. I could feel her body perspire which made rubbing her breasts even more enticing. Nicole then exploded and groaned loudly. Having totally lost any self-control, she dropped her limp body over me. I held her panting body tightly as she recovered and just continued stiffening my cock inside her tight vagina.

After a short break, she then whispered in my ear. “My good friend Margot will now take over.” Katherine raised herself off me and immediately I could feel the imaginary Margot slip back on in the reverse cowboy position. I held her soft hips as she rose up and down in a more measured way.

As she was going slower, she was raising her body so my cock slid the whole length of her lovely warm hole. This seemed to add extra sensation to the head of my cock. I guessed she was deliberately trying to torture me so as encouragement I said: “Faster now Margot!”

My eyes had been open for some time watching her tight round bottom, but when I noticed her turn, I quickly closed them again. Maybe I could have endured this teasing longer, but suddenly I had to increase the pace. I commenced thrusting up hard and quickly pulling her body back down… getting faster and faster.

While I was lying flat, arching my body, the thrusting was like running a long race. I was puffing and hot and in need of relief. I drove harder and soon I could feel my balls and groin tingle. The inevitable outcome was that I jammed my cock in hard and didn’t let her back up. I could feel wave and wave of my seed pump into her deeply.

While my body eventually relaxed I continued holding onto her hips so my cock remained secure in its home. With some regular breathing restored I exclaimed: “Oh Margot… that was fantastic!”

Soon Nicole dismounted and as I turned on my side towards her she wiggled her bottom into my groin. With both arms wrapped about her I held her tight.

“Oh… I love you,” I whispered into her hair.

“Do you love Katherine or Margot more? She cheekily questioned.

“I had better say I love Nicole, or else you may never let me fuck Katherine and Margot ever again.”

“Oh I probably would.”

Wondering how provocative she intended to be I said: “Really! But what about in real life?”

“If you can convince either of them to join us, I would happily let you have your threesome.”

I repeated her words over in my head and tried to analyze what she really meant. Eventually this just left me feeling confused as I quickly drifted off to sleep.

In the morning, Nicole was still asleep when I woke. I quickly dressed and made some coffee for us both. By the time I brought it back to the bedroom she was just waking and stretching. “Good morning. Here is some black coffee with sugar. There is no milk.”

“Thank you. I slept straight through. I think it is being with you that does it.”

“What! Are you saying I am boring?”

“Of course not silly and you know it. It’s the feeling of security that you give me. You also keep me nice and warm.

I sat on the bed next to Nicole as we sipped our coffee. She then asked: “What is the plan for today?”

“If you want to shower first, I thought I would set up the laptops with the Wi-Fi. It was good of Frank to provide a second machine for me.” Frank Meadows was Nicole’s boss at the newspaper. “We could then go to the shops. We need to have brunch and also get some food so we don’t have to eat out all the time. I think we also deserve a visit to the beach.”

With the plan for the day settled we both leapt into action.

We were soon wandering up to the shops. I hadn’t noticed at first, but Nicole stopped outside a fine lingerie store. “We will have to come back here after eating.”

“I thought Maggie bought you some underwear?”

“Yes, but I was too embarrassed to ask her to get me anything really sexy. They have some nice sets here and I would feel better with some nicer items.”

We continued on and soon found a small café where there were still some unoccupied tables. I wasn’t certain whether we were still recovering from the long swim or the sex, but we were both ravenous. I rarely have an excuse to order it, but today I couldn’t pass on the Eggs Benedict, juice, toast and coffee. Nicole ordered the same except she had the Eggs Florentine.

The breakfast was good, but I felt a bit funny when the check was presented. Of course only Nicole could pay as she had the credit card. As a joke, I said to the waitress: “My wife will pay. I am a kept man.”

When the waitress left, Nicole replied: “As you are my toy boy, I do expect to be serviced on demand.”

“It will be my pleasure, Madame Bellamy.”

Putting on a haughty tone, Nicole continued the farce: “As you are really just my handsome hand bag, you will be useful carrying my packages and groceries. Come, I will now return to purchase some lingerie.”

I confess I was more comfortable standing outside the lingerie shop rather than waiting inside not knowing where to look. I have a natural interest, but I didn’t want to look like a perv. Besides I knew I would get a first rate show when we returned to the cottage.

When Nicole reappeared she wouldn’t tell me what she had purchased as I would get to see later. She then led me around the corner as she wanted a new bikini. When I reminded her of her red bikini, she said she needed something a little sexier, plus a beach towel.

When she finally came out from the swimwear shop she had a new hat, sunglasses and beach bag as well. Even with the beach towel and Nicole’s previous purchases the bag still only looked half filled.

We purchased a selection of breakfast, lunch and snack foods from a market and deli. Nicole was happy with my selection of wine plus a bottle of Bourbon with accompanying Coke.

Back at the cottage as I packed away the groceries, Nicole went to the bedroom to change.

She was shortly out wearing a blue and white paisley shirt that almost covered matching loose shorts that had an elasticized waist. My initial thought was that it looked cool and would be suitable to wear about town. Apparently the fabric was silk.

She then opened the shirt to reveal a matching bikini. The top was the normal triangular shape that nicely accentuated her prominent breasts. It was when she turned and bent over to drop the shorts that she revealed the sexiest looking bottom I had ever seen. She wore a matching thong with side ties. I had probably seen smaller swimwear before, but this thong just sculptured her curves perfectly. I now realized why she had bought the accessories.

At that moment I couldn’t think of the appropriate words, but I hoped she would accept the way I looked at her in awe. I walked up to her and just as I held her to kiss, I said: “You are gorgeous.” With my hands upon her ass cheeks I pulled her tightly against me.

After some nice smooching it was now my turn to get ready. I quickly changed into board shorts, a cotton shirt, then grabbed my floppy hat, sunglasses and towel. We grabbed some bottles of water and were soon walking to the beach.

The beach was better than I expected. It is long, wide and has perfect white sand. There were plenty of people, given it was a Tuesday. We found a perfect spot on the hard sand to lay out our towels. I waited for a moment as Nicole unwrapped her body to reveal her bikini clad body. We then walked down to the water.

There did not appear to be lifeguards, so we waded out just far enough to swim. The waves were gentle but I was still able to get a thrill catching a few. After about twenty minutes we decided to retired back to our towels.

As Nicole exited the water she brushed back her wet hair and making long strides unwittingly bounced her breasts enticingly. I knew there were dozens or horny men watching her at that moment.

It was then with a sense of relief that Nicole exclaimed: “That went well!”

“What do you mean?” I enquired.

“I was wondering if I would be nervous of the water after our long Florida snorkel. I am pleased to say that everything was fine. As I said before, I may even try scuba diving again… as long as you are with me.”

“Sorry… I didn’t even think about it.”

“Don’t be silly… but you may have to hold my hand diving.”

I assumed that Nicole would lie back and try and sunbake, but she was more interested in watching people about us. There was a continuous procession of people walking by, quite a few with their dogs.

“Owen, I am interested in your tastes. Which of these women do you find attractive?” Nicole enquired.

“Well let’s see. There are many attractive women here.”

“Just indicate those that you, really, like. I want to know if you are attracted by a type of woman.”

“Well that woman in the yellow bikini with the border collie is nice.”

“What makes her stand out?”

“She is reasonably tall and slim, but still has a shapely figure. She also shows good taste in the selection of her dog.”

“I can see you like them with nice breasts. Would you sleep with her if she offered?”

“Well I wouldn’t refuse her based on her looks.” I then looked about to see if there were any attractive men. “Which of the guys would you like to bed? What about the one in the red speedos? He looks as though he has been body building.”

“No, he is not my type. He is bulky and looks cumbersome. I also like them tall and slim with broad shoulders. You’re my type, but I do like looking as well.”

For about half an hour we each identified about half a dozen suitable candidates for our fantasy orgy. I hadn’t expected that we would have this type of conversation, but I felt comfortable sharing our intimate assessments. Behind all the talk, I was sure that Nicole was making sure we would never have secrets or be too embarrassed to discuss any erotic thought.

By the time we were ready to leave, the idea of bedding numerous women made it necessary for me to adjust my penis when I stood up. Nicole noticed and discreetly rubbed me as she covered me with a hug. As we were standing together I quietly told her there were about a dozen guys checking her out, including two she had previously identified for her fantasy.

She studiously ignored everyone as she donned her silk shorts and shirt. We picked up our towels and headed back to our cottage.

When we were inside, Nicole said she would take a shower. I let her go ahead and gave her a minute before I entered the large cubicle with her.

“Is there room?” I politely enquired.

“Probably not, so you had better come close.” We then kissed with the water running over us both. Only the shower rose in the ceiling was on, so Nicole added the wall rose to ensure we were both saturated.

Her warmth and the wetness of her skin made every contact between us a sensuous pleasure. As I was quickly aroused, I folded my penis up so that it pressed into Nicole belly. Our hands roamed frenetically over each other’s slippery skin.

I could feel Nicole’s hard nipples against my chest and this prompted me to bend over to suck them firmly. As I bent, I rested one hand on her hip while the other ran up between her thighs. I rubbed her folds and felt the syrupy juice that wasn’t water.

First one finger; then the second finger had Nicole moaning into my ear. I could tell she was well past the initial flush of excitement. I wrapped my hand under her left knee and as I stood up I lifted it. She immediately understood as I locked her leg against my hip with my arm. She held onto me tightly. I just had to dip slightly so my cock poked her entrance. Nicole did the rest, sliding onto me nicely.

I felt more than connected. We were physically as close as possible, but our minds must have also clicked. I started slowly by dipping my knees as she conformed so that our thrusts were together.

I went up on my toes of my right leg each time to be fully seated. As I withdrew, I bent my knee. This happened initially without thinking, but after a couple of minutes my muscles warned me they were not use to this.

We were both panting. In my case it was from the effort involved; I suspected this was also the cause for Nicole. I decided an adjustment was warranted.

I allowed myself to slip out, but I immediately turned Nicole to face away from me. The water was pouring down her back. I told her to brace herself against the wall. With her bent over slightly, I reentered her from behind. Nicole was now more stable so I could just focus on pumping her. I was also able to use more force and enjoy the cushioning of her soft butt cheeks.

I initially held her hips, but the curve of her breasts eagerly attracted my attention. I alternated hands to caress each in turn as I continued ramming in my cock.

Worried that I was tiring probably made my pace slow slightly, however Nicole’s plea of “Don’t Stop!” renewed my efforts. Reaching around her, I placed my fingers over her clit. I gently rubbed and the desired result soon followed. Nicole’s groan and contraction of her muscles was all I needed to take me over the edge. I squirted into her and fell forward against her limp body which I held tightly against me.

It was a full minute before I was confident that she could stand without my support. As she moved I reluctantly released her, but was then rewarded with her kiss.

We then grabbed some soap for some strategic application. Then we rinsed off. Once Nicole turned off the water, I reached for our towels and stepped out.

As we dried, Nicole declared: “That was exhausting but so good.”

“I thought after our long swim, my legs were well conditioned. Obviously that required the use of some different muscles.”

“It was different but perhaps we need to do it again, just as part of our physical fitness routine,” she said in jest.

“Well I came up with a different experience. It must be now your turn to devise some new sexual delight.”

“Oh, I will need to consult my list of naughty fantasies.”

That night we went back to the Four Winds restaurant for dinner. When we returned, Nicole checked her new email account and found a message from Frank, her boss.

“Frank has given me the details of the whistleblowers statement. He hasn’t told me ‘Wendy’s’ real name, but there are allegations of a few smaller frauds.” I hope the FBI lets us know what they intend.”

“Don’t worry. I suspect that Senior Special Agent Pete Monroe won’t provide us anything that may compromise the investigation. What we can ask for is details after they have done their raids and conducted interviews.”

“What if they are unsuccessful and they can’t convict Affleck’s cronies?”

“Well how would you feel about shacking up with me as we start a new life here in Camel?”

“You know. That doesn’t sound too bad.”

Have you thought about after the trial? I live in Fredericksburg. Driving to Gambrill would take about an hour and a half. I don’t think I want to be that far apart.”

“Are you ready for us to live together?”

“Definitely!”

With that Nicole closed her laptop, sat next to me on the sofa and gave me a long sensuous kiss. This kissing continued in bed and we were soon making love.

The next morning, Nicole said she would need to start on her writing for Frank. The plan was three articles. The first was an overview of the allegations, how it was committed and what investigations had revealed. The second was to cover her own investigations and the scuba diving incident. The third was to cover the raids conducted by the FBI. She could start the first two articles but would need further information to complete the overview.

I had been browsing the internet while Nicole worked. After I made us sandwiches for lunch, she asked if I wanted a break to sunbake out in the grassed courtyard. As I had nothing better to do I happily changed into my board shorts and grabbed our beach towels. Just as I was opening the sliding door, Nicole suggested: “Try and find a nice spot on the grass under the Jacaranda. The filtered light should stop us burning too quickly.”

It was a couple of minutes before she joined me. She was wearing her paisley shorts and shirt and carrying a bottle. I was lying back on my towel waiting for the revelation of her body. As she stripped off her clothes I expected to view her skimpy bikini, but I was surprised. She was naked! With a smile at my obvious astonishment she said: “You’ll never get a nice tan wearing board shorts.”

“Well that is one way to avoid tan lines.” Not wanting to be accused of being a chicken, I undid the cord on my shorts and slipped them off.

“You remember the receptionist said there was no one else about. I thought it would be foolish not to take advantage of the opportunity in this beautiful area.”

The reminder made me feel more comfortable as I was wondering whether it would be better to lie on my stomach rather than make my horniness obvious.

Nicole then distracted me by asking: “Would you rub some olive oil on my skin, please?”

I knelt next to her as she looked up at me. She passed me the bottle that I had previously noticed in the kitchen pantry. While considering where to start, I said: “You know that olive oil won’t protect you from the sun.”

“I know, but it will feel really nice.” I poured some oil onto my hand and some dribbled onto her stomach. I thought that would be a good place to start. I had no idea what she was feeling, but I could confirm the smoothness felt really nice. My hands were enjoying giving her breasts special attention.

I kept my hands moving over areas that they had liberally lubricated several times as this was a fabulous opportunity to closely examine her perfection. Her shoulders, arms, and legs had been massaged. I then allowed excess oil to run onto her crutch. As I rubbed between her pussy lips I was sorely tempted to insert a finger. Throughout my rubbing, Nicole kept her eyes closed and just wore a blissful smile.

Finally I suggested she roll over. I started with her legs and enjoyed feeling her twitch as I oiled between her toes. Once I had completed her thighs I thought this could be more fun. Straddling her body just below her butt, I started oiling her from the shoulders down.

I had already developed a tumescent erection doing her front, but now I found that each time I stretched forward, my penis was nicely titillated. I had covered her thoroughly except for her bottom. With an excessive amount of oil, I rubbed her checks well then I used my fingers to chase the oil that ran down the crease in her buttocks. My fingers ran over her anus and continued around to her pussy. Nicole stirred beneath me.

Of course my carelessness meant that I had oil all over myself, so I realized it was the perfect opportunity to do a body slide. Placing my forearms on the towel either side of her, I lowered my body and slid about with my chest over her back. Resting my groin over her bottom, I positioned my swollen cock into her crease as I slipped up and back.

My horniness could no longer be contained. As I probed with my stiff penis between her thighs, Nicole tilted her bottom up to welcome my intruder. Whether it was the olive oil or her own juices providing the lubrication, it didn’t matter as there was no resistance as I slipped down her warm shaft.

As we were now so slippery I really needed to hold on. I slid my hands under her body and held a breast in each hand. I then pulled against her as I pressed my groin against her padded butt.

I drove my toes into the grass to allow me to press more firmly. This was a unique and erotic feeling, but I wanted to get more personal… I also wanted to get deeper. I withdrew and had Nicole roll over.

She lay of her back and spread her legs wide to accept me. Without hesitation we were once again locked in a tight embrace. I felt joined to her as we rode for our growing mutual pleasure. The oil seemed to magnify the thrill of our contact.

Kissing deeply, we held each other tightly. Eventually the cresting passion forced us to break our kisses for air. Nicole’s increased panting indicated her approaching culmination. I now just focused on driving into her and my own desperate need. Within seconds of each other we both climaxed and writhed. We ground our bodies together to accentuate every last delight of our release.

With our breathing restored, I raise my chest off her comfortable body. I stayed between her legs and my cock was still fully engaged. I just wanted to stay like this watching her face, forever.

With a sated smile, Nicole looked into my eyes. Her whole face was glowing. I loved her and knew I would do anything for her. I realized being apart would just make my heart ache. I was compelled to make sure she knew how I felt.

“Nicole, I know I have already said I want us to live together. I did not really say what I really meant. I know I should be more romantic, but I cannot put off any more my true feelings. I love you. I can only envisage a world with you at the center of my life. Will you marry me?”

There was no pause in her response of: “Yes, yes, yes!” Her radiant face told me even more than her words. We just stayed coupled together giggling with our happiness.

After lots of visual communication, I eventually added: “I couldn’t be happier. You are to tell me everything you want, as I will do my best to make you happy.”

“For the moment, I just need you. Everything else is secondary.” To emphasize our connection, Nicole squeezed my penis with her vagina. I almost lost it; my emotions and happiness were overwhelming.

Of course my penis eventually shrunk, so I made a strategic withdrawal. We lay side by side cuddling for about half an hour. No words were said as we just lightly touched, but I listened to her every breath. As our heads gently pressed together, I was sure that we were sharing the same thoughts either telepathically or just through mutual desire.

When a breeze disturbed our perfect coupling, we packed up our items and went in for a shower. We shared the water, but this time we just enjoyed soaping and caressing each other.

Nicole didn’t return to her work as she said she would not be able to do it justice with her thoughts focused on our future. We cuddled on the couch and tried discussing what it all really meant.

In regards to the wedding, I said: “I will be happy with whatever you want. It can be in a garden, on a beach, in a church or even scuba diving if you want. I just want you to be happy.”

“Ha! Well scuba diving would be difficult for our vows and my parents. I am also easy, but there is one place I would like to show you. It is a small country church which is unusual as it is surrounded by maples, rhododendrons and azaleas. As a small girl I always thought it was a romantic setting.”

“Well it will probably look best in spring or early autumn. I don’t want to have to wait too long. Unfortunately the progress of the Bureau’s investigation may have an influence.”

“Once we know what they expect of us there will be a few other influences. For example, availability of a reception venue.”

“Well the perfect wedding is one with you. I don’t have any strong requirements. I will even marry on a Thursday if it means being together sooner.”

Our discussion about our future continued that evening. When we sat down at the Four Winds restaurant, Nicole said: “It is funny. I feel as though I want to shout out that I love you for the whole world to hear, but we can’t even tell anyone that we are engaged.”

“Well we can at least have our own celebration. Shall I order some champagne?”

“Why not.”

“I have just been thinking. I know we have to use the credit card provided by Frank, but at some time I will have to pay him back.”

“That is good of you to say so, but Frank did tell me to enjoy myself. Frank has always been an unofficial uncle to me. It is long story, but my Dad saved his life when they served together as Marines. They have never really told the full story, but he has always acted like another father to me. One of the reasons I volunteered to do the investigation was to prove that I had the necessary capability and that my job wasn’t just because of our relationship.”

“How important is your ambition to be a journalist?”

“Not very. I have been working there for three years. When I began I needed to prove that I could hold down a regular job. It is important to have a track record of commitment to a job. However, my real ambition is to write novels.”

“Is that romantic novels?”

“Yes, but not about simpering, helpless females. I need them to be independent and involved in an adventure. You may have given me my first suitable plot. We haven’t spoken about where we will live, but if I start a novel, it can be wherever you like.”

“When we resume our previous lives, I hope to show you the house I own in Fredericksburg.”

After dinner we decided to watch ‘Casablanca’ on TV. Nicole leant against me so I could wrap her in my arms. She was still totally absorbed in the romance of the story as we later cuddled together in bed.

The next day Nicole completed her draft articles and emailed them to Frank. After we ate a light lunch, we decided to make another visit to the beach.

We had just closed the door to our cottage when another couple approached us coming from the opposite direction along the walkway. I quickly scanned the woman. She was blonde and just shorter than Nicole. My quick assessment was that she was a cutie. The guy was about my age and almost as tall. With a broad welcoming smile, the woman said: “Hi there.”

Other than waiters we really hadn’t spoken to anyone for days, so we happily started talking. We made the normal pleasantries about the weather and the gardens, then they enquired if we were on our honeymoon.

Nicole took the lead. “We have been married almost a year, but didn’t really have a honeymoon, so this is our belated holiday. What about yourselves?”

The man said: “We have been married three years and had our honeymoon here. We had such a good time I promised Jenny we would return. I am Lucas by the way.”

“I am Camille and my husband is Errol,” Nicole said as naturally as possible.

Lucas then suggested: “If you were newlyweds I wouldn’t make this suggestion, but we have the special cottage here with a large Jacuzzi. It can easily hold four people or more. It is in its own private enclave. It is really beautiful to watch the stars and relax at the end of the day. If you would like, we would be happy if you joined us tonight.”

I looked at Nicole as she tilted her head as if to say, ‘why not.’ I thought it might be fun, so I confirmed: “We would love to.”

“We can get some pizzas delivered here, can’t we?” Jenny asked turning to Lucas.

“We did it last time, so it should still be possible.” Lucas confirmed. “How about you come over at about 7.”

“We can bring some wine plus Bourbon and Coke if that suites,” I offered.

“Great! We will see you then,” a happy Jenny exclaimed.

As we walked away. Nicole said: “That was nice of them. They seemed very friendly.”

“They looked like a nice couple and seemed quite vivacious.” I concurred.

“Did you notice that Jenny was very attractive?”

“It may have occurred to me,” I replied sheepishly.

“She is blonde also,” Nicole jovially teased.

Later that afternoon, Nicole and I both showered and dressed. Nicole wore her new bikini under her silk shirt and shorts. As my board shorts were still wet, I put on some nylon swim trunks under my shorts with a shirt. I grabbed the two bottles of wine and coke from the fridge and Nicole carried the Bourbon. We were eagerly welcomed next door.

Both Jenny and Lucas were also casually dressed. They immediately made us feel welcome and showed us around their cottage. If anything it was even more luxurious than our own. The Jacuzzi was in a paved private courtyard surrounded by large pot plants that gave it a tropical feel. Even with a pair of outdoor double chaise lounges, there was ample space about the sunken tub. The privacy wall from the garden courtyard was stained lattice timber but it was covered by a white flowering jasmine making it totally private. The jasmine filled the air with a magnificent perfume.

The pizzas were soon delivered so we all sat at their dining table. The white wine was liberally shared around as we ate and chatted about employment and interests.

They lived in San Jose. Lucas Graham was a lawyer and Jenny, a dental hygienist. I didn’t say it, but I had often wondered whether good looks were a professional requirement for dental hygienist.

I let Nicole take the lead in detailing our fantasy marriage. It just confirmed for me why she wanted to write novels. She made the life of Camille and Errol quite interesting. Our new names flowed off her tongue flawlessly. I said that we lived in Fredericksburg as I was worried about being caught out if we strayed too far from the truth. I also spoke about my own job and sports interests as I wanted to be able to recall details if questioned.

If the conversation was lively at the start, the girls were certainly buzzing after they had each had a few glasses of wine. It was then decided to enjoy the Jacuzzi. Jenny grabbed the Bourbon and Coke and asked me to bring four glasses. Following everyone outside, I placed the glasses near the edge of the tub.

Lucas already had the Jacuzzi blowers going. Nicole and I went to one of the lounges and started removing our outer clothes. I had just taken off my shirt when I noticed Jenny had removed her shirt and shorts and was wearing nothing underneath. I tapped Nicole to get her attention. She turned around in her bikini just as Lucas revealed his taught naked body. She just stopped and stared.

After a pregnant pause, Nicole looked at me with eyes brows raised high asking what I thought. I just quietly said: “When in Rome do as the Roman do.” She nodded and we both stripped off as well.

By now Jenny and Lucas were lazing back in the water perusing our nakedness as we stepped into the water. I held Nicole’s hand as we slowly lowered ourselves into the warm bubbling water.

We both sat together on a molded bench designed for a couple. Lying back to relax, the water height just covered Nicole’s nipples but didn’t disguise the shape of her cleavage. I placed my arm around her shoulder and pulled her against me.

We naturally looked opposite at our hosts. Jenny happily sat more upright allowing me to appreciate her breasts fully. She must have noticed my looks as she gave me a wink and a smile. The gentle bubbles soon had us mellow.

Just as I was over any embarrassment with my nakedness, Jenny tested my self-control. She grabbed the uncapped bottles of Bourbon and Coke in each hand to fill our glasses. She stood directly I front of Nicole and me so we had no choice but to study her gentle curves and pert breasts. As she turned around revealing her cute bum, naughty images flooded my mind.

As Jenny completed filling all our glasses generously, she resumed her seat next to Lucas. “I knew you guys weren’t prudish about being naked. It just doesn’t feel the same in a hot tub with clothes.”

Lucas put his arm around Jenny and added: “I think it is easier to get to know people without the artificial barrier of clothing. We regularly have our friends join us this way.”

Nicole remain silent so I felt obliged to offer: “Well it does tend to have an equalizing affect.”

With a smirk, Jenny replied: “Not entirely as some men are better endowed than others.”

Still attempting to remain serious I responded: “Well is certainly changes the normal hierarchical relationships in society.”

I think we all took large sips of our drink, then Lucas asked: “Well we knew you guys would be open to the idea. Are you swingers?”

I felt Nicole’s surprise as she asked: “What makes you ask that?

Continuing Lucas explained: “Jenny and I are swingers and we have often found that nudists also like to play.”

As Nicole asked: “Do you think we are nudist?” I realized that our play in the garden courtyard had been observed.

“Well… yesterday we observed you outside. It was such a beautiful and erotic sight, that it inspired Jenny and myself to change our plans and spend the afternoon making love also.”

I knew Nicole was embarrassed but she did well not to show it. I thought it might help by deflection the conversation from us. “So what made you decide to become swingers?”

“We started together before we became married.” Jenny explained. “A couple who are good friends of Lucas suggested it. They invited us to a party with two other couples so we could observe. Before we went we had some frank conversation. In fact it opened a whole new level of honesty and openness in our relationship.”

Taking over, Lucas continued: “I admitted to Jenny that I found lots of women attractive and confessed I was worried that if we married I would be caught cheating. Jenny revealed that she was bi and while she preferred a good cock, she sometimes enjoyed the tenderness of another woman. We wanted to stay together and realized that if we were completely open with each other and we played together, we could both have our desires in a controlled manner which would not threaten our relationship.”

I was intrigued so I asked: “Did you just observe on that first occasion?”

“Hell no. It was so enticing we joined in almost from the beginning,” Jenny replied.

“Have you ever been jealous with each other?” Nicole asked seriously.

Jenny looked at Lucas and after consideration she admitted: “I may have had some apprehension when we started; but not now. I feel I am demonstrating my love for Lucas by letting him enjoy himself with another woman. In fact it’s truly exhilarating to see him pleasing and being pleasured by someone else!”

I was a little intrigued, but I wanted to hear the essence of why they still swing. “What do you get out of swinging? Isn’t sex with your wife better than with another woman?”

“Errol, you are probably right. Sex with Jenny is fantastic, but we have learned from being with other partners. It all adds spice to the bedroom, so our sex is much hotter after we have been with other partners.”

“I really like it when other women enjoy being with Lucas as it verifies to me how attractive he is and makes me want him even more.”

Lucas took over from Jenny and added: “Variety is another factor important to me. But the real reason that we swing is that it has brought us together physically and emotionally. Swinging is based on trust, so is our marriage.”

Lucas then turned to his wife and suggested: “Perhaps we need our glasses filled.” Jenny quickly responded as I was certain she enjoyed parading her lithe body in front of me.

“You don’t have to be one of the beautiful people to be a swinger, but I know that I am now more careful with what I eat. I also exercise with a little more purpose. I am a bit of a voyeur so I like seeing Jenny in new lingerie and sexy dresses so she can show off a little.”

Jenny rested her hand on my shoulder for stability and added: “I enjoy the naughtiness of our activities. I can also talk to Lucas about wanting to bed some guy without him having feelings of inadequacy or insecurity.” Jenny then looked at me with a suggestive smile as she blinked her eyes at me.

After Jenny resumed her seat, Nicole’s hand lightly grasped my now stiff cock. Once again she gave me that knowing smile. In order to deflect her attention, I asked: “How do you find other couples or partners?”

“We have done it mainly through friends of friends, but there are plenty of clubs. Some are better than others and many people just go to clubs rather than approach friends. Many couples have various rules. Some never go with another couple twice to avoid jealousy. As jealousy for us is not an issue we have made some really close friends through swinging. Seven of the couples have become our good friends and we know they can be discreet. We also include them when we have our more traditional friends visit.”

Lucas had an arm around Jenny’s neck and I noticed that he was openly playing with her breasts. I am sure that Nicole could feel the pulse through my cock, but she then asked: “Don’t you worry about STIs?”

Although slightly distracted, Jenny replied: “Of course we try to select responsible people with strong marriages. We use condoms with strangers and with a small select group we regularly have blood tests and let them know about relevant activities.”

“For example,” Lucas pondered. “What risky sexual activities have you both done?”

Nicole quickly replied: “We haven’t had other partners since we got together and before that we both always used condoms.” I thought about it carefully and realized that technically Nicole’s statement was true. I just nodded to show my concurrence.

“Well then we wouldn’t think that you would be a risk.” Half laughing, Lucas asked flippantly: “Have we converted you yet?

Nicole replied: “Well you have given us something to consider.”

I added: “It sounds like a fantasy come true, but it is something we should talk together first.”

“Speaking of fantasies, swinging gives great opportunities and allows you to participate in the fantasies of others.” Jenny was now just about bubbling as she remembered a story. “Last year we were at a party where several fantasies were fulfilled and games played. My favorite game is musical chairs. Do you know it?”

Nicole nodded and I said: “There is always one less chair than people. You all walk around the chairs and when the music stops, the last one who cannot find a chair is eliminated.”

“Yes! The variation is that everyone is naked. The men sit on the chairs with prominent boners. When the music stops the women have to slide onto a cock. Of course one woman misses out and is eliminated.”

How are the men eliminated? Nicole asked with some interest.

“We girls ride their cocks and the first guy to cum is eliminated with his chair. Then the music starts again.

Once again Nicole asked: “What if a woman climaxes?

“That is the great part. She still stays, so if you want you can climax several times. They say the winners are the last couple where the man hasn’t climaxed. I don’t think that he has really won though.”

Nicole was obviously interested as she was absent mindedly stroking my cock. I decided I would tease her breasts to see if this distracted her.

Jenny then said: “Remembering that game has got me so hot.” She stood up and positioned herself on Lucas’s lap. They were soon kissing and it was obvious they were playing with each other under the water.

Nicole was still holding her half full glass of Bourbon and Coke. As I went to remove it from her hand, she indicated to wait. She downed the whole lot so that I could then place the glass onto the pavers. She then turned to me and kissed me making sure her tongue reached deep into my mouth.

I was wondering how far this was going but as I glanced at our hosts, I realized they were not intending to hold back. Jenny was now leaning onto the side of the tub as Lucas was feeding his penis into her vagina.

All the talk about sex and quite a bit of alcohol had removed our inhibitions. Nicole had me sit on the edge of the tub as she then backed onto my cock. Her lubrication allowed her to fully drop onto my lap. I briefly recalled the musical chairs story, but then looking over Nicole’s shoulder I became entranced with Jenny and Lucas’s energetic coupling.

I played with Nicole’s breasts and then lightly touched her clit. She responded by riding me slowly, but we still intently observed the actions in front of us.

Until then I hadn’t realized the eroticism in watching another couple have sex. Maybe we are all voyeurs. As my cock was now desperately throbbing I told Nicole to adopt a similar position to Jenny. I then entered her from behind and starting slow strokes. We continued to watch our neighbors, but soon I was lost with my own needs.

Jenny unexpected climaxed loudly with repeated shouts of: “Oh my God… Oh My God! Lucas was now slapping his body into his wife and finally came with more of a low growl.

I had this feeling that we would not be far behind them. To my amusement, Nicole started with: “Yes… yes… yes.” Then for my added pleasure she added: Oh Errol… oh Errol… make me cum!”

This is exactly what I did. Nicole squeezed her legs together and tightened her pussy on my cock as she groaned her pleasure with an “AAarrgh!”

My climax was silent, other than the gasping of my breath. I was light headed, but it was such a relief to have my juices escape into Nicole’s warm tunnel.

Once I felt stable, I held onto Nicole and pulled her down so that she remained on my lap as I resumed our seat. I looked up and Jenny said: “Doesn’t that now feel better?”

I nodded my agreement as Nicole said: “Amazing!”

We all just sat for a while enjoying the massaging from the jets of water. It was the perfect place to recover after sex.

I wasn’t certain about the time, but I knew we had been there for three or four hours. It is always difficult to make a polite exit, so I said: “Maybe we had better leave you both before we all turn into prunes.”

“Well before you go… Jenny and I have planned to go dancing tomorrow night. There is a nice Mexican club about half an hour away. The menu is not large but the food is good. They have a bar and being Friday they will have a live band. We have been before. They play a mixture of lively Mexican music and they have periods of slow dances. They are a proper dance band and play rumbas, foxtrots and even the waltz.”

I could see Nicole was nodding enthusiastically so I said: “That will be great.”

We were all drying ourselves as Jenny said: “We would both be keen for you to swap and play with us after the dancing, but the invitation still stands if you say no. By the way ‘No’ is the special word. Swingers understand not to take rejection personally. We all have different tastes. Let us know after the dancing.”

Nicole and I smiled at each other with some enthusiasm. I said: “We really appreciate your offer and will definitely consider it seriously.”

We were both dressed in just shorts and shirts and were carrying our swimwear and towels. With her special way with words, Nicole was exuberant in her thanks saying everything beautifully.

Still naked, Jenny came around the tub to say goodbye. Before I realized what she was doing she wrapped her hands about me and gave me a generous kiss on the mouth. Instinctively I held her hips. She then moved to Nicole for a similar kiss that certainly was not just being polite. Lucas and I shook hands, but he also enjoyed a long kiss with Nicole.

Back at our cottage I felt on a high. I looked at Nicole who was almost giggling as she said: “I didn’t expect a night like that. Did you enjoy it?”

Guiltily I confessed: “I admit I did. I was aroused and enthralled hearing about swinging, and the sex we had was so surreal.”

“You told Jenny we would talk about it.” We both moved to the sofa and I hugged Nicole as I prepared my thoughts.

“Of course where do we start? I feel conflicted. In a fantasy world I would have no compunction to say yes, but we have to consider consequences in the real world. Most importantly, I want to know your thoughts as I would never want to disappoint you.”

“Well so far we are in agreement. It just seems we need to consider the consequences.”

“One of the negative consequences could be if our family and friends found out causing embarrassment. I am not certain that I would want it known by everyone. Fortunately we are virtually anonymous at the moment, so that removes one problem.”

“Jenny and Lucas also appear sensible, so we would be safe with them.”

“That just leaves potential jealousy and whether we like them enough.”

“Oh I saw how you looked at Jenny. I also felt your excitement whenever she displayed herself to you. I think you like her enough.”

“So you liked Lucas?”

“Mmmm… yes. He had some nice manly asset,” Nicole summated as she winked at me.

“Well how do we address jealousy? Can we hold each other as our number one priority and focus of our future… and still play with others?”

“Was it Jenny that mentioned that it was a way to demonstrate her love for Lucas by letting him be with another woman? That comment seemed to be important. If I really love you I should enjoy watching you fuck another woman knowing nothing will break us apart.”

“During that speech, Nicole had been looking intently at me. It was obvious she was serious and I felt the strength of her love. I just had to kiss her in return.”

“I just love you so much that if one day I can no longer perform, I will be happy for you to get your pleasure elsewhere as long as we remain together.” As soon as I made this statement I realized how uncharacteristically emotional it was. Nicole had done something to me.

“I think our love is strong enough. I am willing to fully give it a go. We needn’t try it again if one of us has reservations.”

I nodded my head in agreement as I squeezed her tight. I knew this was just too strong a temptation to say no. “By the way, what did you think of Jenny? I noticed you didn’t object to her farewell kiss.”

“I think she is very nice and I hope she makes you scream with pleasure. My first thought is the eroticism of being with Lucas while being able to watch you and Jenny. If something happens between Jenny and myself, it will be up to her to initiate as I have no experience. I’ll just say, let’s see.”

“As we have agreed to give it a go, I don’t want you to hold back. In fact, I really want to hear your pleasure, even if you are exaggerating. I think we should just do whatever we want.”

All this talk and the anticipation of thinking what might happen tomorrow, made our love making that night hot and passionate. If just talking about swinging could get us so excited, I was looking forward to what might happen once we had experimented with this decadence.

It was mid-morning, the next day when the cell phone rang. Answering, Nicole found, as expected, Senior Special Agent Pete Monroe on the other end. They spoke for several minutes, but I was eager to hear the detail that I missed.

As soon as she hung up, Nicole gave me a summary. “The Bureau conducted simultaneous raids at nine locations this morning. Seven were in Florida and two in DC. They have also acquired documentary evidence from the land titles office and the bank.”

“Have they found anything significant?”

“Oh I have more. They arrested Hank, Calvin, Connie and Trevor. They have detained Walt Affleck and his brother the Sherriff for questioning. The Sherriff’s name is Josh Affleck. It appears that Trevor still lives at home and his father is a successful lawyer, so Pop was present when they started questioning. Pete made the point that they have not lied, however they didn’t correct Trevor’s belief that I had drowned and that he would be charged as an accomplice to murder. After talking with his father he offered to turn state’s evidence to obtain leniency. He also offered some additional evidence as he overheard a phone conversation between Hank and the Sherriff.”

Continuing Nicole asked: “What was the boy’s name at the bungalows?”

“Charlie.”

“Well apparently Charlie had told the County Police that he had spoken to you but hadn’t seen me. They believed that I had drowned and that you had survived but scarpered. Trevor has said that he overheard that they wanted to ‘fix’ you before you could talk to any authorities.”

“I guess fix is a euphemism for something unpleasant. I am glad we made our escape.”

“Pete is quite happy about flipping Trevor as he now has grounds to hold the Sherriff. He also has some leverage as he wants evidence other than the family trust to tie Hank and Josh in with the fraud.”

“Did Pete comment about how long we may have to remain here?”

“He said it is too early for us to return, but he will now give us a daily update. He did say that with Trevor’s statement, the risk to us is greatly reduced. He hasn’t let on that I am alive as he wants to see if Calvin or one of the others will also flip.”

It was only about an hour later that an email arrived from Frank. He had attached the lead article that Nicole had drafted. It had been updated with the raid details and would run in tomorrow’s paper. Frank believed they would have a scoop as the Bureau was holding off any official announcement for 24 hours. As a consequence the article would be syndicated across the country.

It was only after Nicole had read the article carefully that she noticed something. “Owen, look at the author’s name.”

I looked over her shoulder. “Valerie Vincent. Who is she?”

With a big smile, Nicole said: “That is me. A pseudonym of course. It is a name I devised when I was little. Frank remembered. It means ‘strong conqueror’. I always joked it would make a fine pen name.”

“I guess that is his way of giving you credit without letting anyone know you are still alive.” I thought about all the names now associated with my gorgeous fiancée. “After we are married, if I ever mention another woman’s name in my sleep during an erotic dream, I will have the perfect excuse. My defense will be I was confused about your name: Monique, Julie, Camille, Valerie, Nicole and hopefully Mrs. Chandler?”

“Ha ha… well you had better not forget that I am Camille tonight and that you will be screaming out ‘Jenny fuck me’.”

“Yes, I did like your ‘Oh Errol’ last night.”

We decided to walk to the shops to buy lunch. The real reason was that Nicole needed a suitable dress for dancing tonight.

This time she insisted that I help her pick the dress. I had no idea what was appropriate for dancing at a Mexican club, but I did like the opportunity to peruse her in some sexy wear. I confessed that I liked her in a burgundy V-neck dress with spaghetti straps that revealed her back and shoulders. When she twirled the light chiffon dress sprayed out showing plenty of thigh.

I could see her bra straps in the V and of course the back, so I thought I should comment. “Do you need to wear a different bra?”

“No I won’t need a bra with this dress as it has some cups.” I just nodded thinking that would be convenient.

With the purchase completed and then a late lunch, we spent the afternoon watching some sports highlights on TV. I thought this would stop me thinking about tonight, but I still felt the buzz of anticipation.

Nicole started getting ready before me, but I specially shaved, then showered. I wore my normal long chinos with a button-up, short sleeve, cotton shirt.

Since I had first seen Nicole she had been going or just come from the beach. Consequently she had just brushed or combed her shoulder length brunette hair when it was wet. Her hair had a natural curl that created depth. Tonight she had used a curling iron to increase her subtle curls and make it look softer.

I had never seen her put on make-up and none was obvious, but she had applied a reddish lipstick to go with her dress. As usual she looked as sexy as hell, then I caught a whiff of her perfume. It was something like jasmine.

We were about to depart when Nicole reminded me that we were Camille and Errol tonight. She also gave me the credit card and remainder of her cash, so she could leave her handbag on a seat when we danced.

Then just on time, we knocked on the door to our neighbor’s cottage. Lucas answered the door. Smiling broadly at Nicole, he invited us in.

We were standing in the living room, when Jenny joined us from their bedroom. She was very alluring in a navy, deep V-neck dress with thin straps. There was no hiding that she also was not sporting a bra. I then became conscious that she had blue eyes which were highlighted by the dress. Perhaps I hadn’t previously noticed as my focus had been elsewhere much of the time.

I rarely had cause to offer overt complements but tonight being different I enthusiastically said: “The girls are going to turn some head tonight.” Focusing my eyes on Jenny I added: “They both look stunning.”

Jenny gave her cute smile and said: “Thank you. We are lucky to have some handsome escorts for the evening.”

Lucas had been smiling since he had first sighted Nicole. “I think we are all very lucky tonight.”

The reference to getting lucky reminded me that I was to tell them our decision. “Camille and I did have a serious talk, but we came to a definite decision. We would both be extremely excited to swap partners tonight for dancing and bed afterwards.”

“That’s great!” Jenny exuberantly cried before she came forward and gave me a really hot kiss. She then kissed Nicole, but not for quite so long

You can see that Jenny and I had hoped you would agree, Lucas explained just before Nicole stepped up to him and gave him a smoldering long kiss. When she finished, she looked around and said: “What? I didn’t think we should miss out.”

Lucas certainly didn’t mind, but he said: “Camille it would have been presumptuous of me to ask this previously, but are you on the pill?” Camille nodded with a teasing smile. “Well that makes it much easier.” Looking at me, he continued: “Don’t worry Errol; Jenny is also on the pill.”

We all had a bit of a grateful laugh before we left and walked down the pathway to the cars. Lucas had agreed to drive as he knew the way. I was relieved that rather than use our small rental, we would travel in the comfort of his black BMW. I assumed that this type of car was mandatory for lawyers to show they were successful.

Without any comment, we went to our appropriate seat in the car. Jenny sat with me in the back and after putting on her seat belt, she grabbed my hand. In the confines of the car her perfume became obvious. It is funny how smells can inspire bodily reactions. Lucas and Nicole did most of the talking as Jenny and I spent most of the time checking each other out until it became too dark to see.

From the number of cars in the car park, the Club appeared to be quite popular. Outside was well lit but I still wanted to hold Jenny’s hand as we entered. We progressed through a typical bar filled with a couple of large groups. Lucas led the way with Nicole close behind. He soon found a table and four chairs in a nicer carpeted area adjacent to the large wooden dance floor.

Six gentlemen in black clothing with yellow ties were on the stage, but they were obviously having a break. The lighting was quite dimmed with most of it coming from colored festoon lighting, the second bar and illuminated signs.

Lucas asked: What would you like to drink?”

Jenny suggested: “Why don’t we try that long drink with lime and grapefruit as a starter. We can have Margaritas later.”

“Fine by me.” Nicole confirmed, so we all followed suit.

Lucas soon returned with the drink called a Paloma. With the band still quiet we took the opportunity to talk. Jenny spoke about some trips they had recently enjoyed to the National Parks in Utah. Their favorite was Bryce Canyon. We were just discussing some fun times camping when the band struck up.

The first dance numbers were all traditional Mexican songs. None of us felt familiar with the dances, but we enjoyed watching. Obviously some people came specifically to perform these dances. While this continued we decided to order some food.

When the spread arrived we each had a plate of enchiladas accompanied by bowls containing a variety of beans and salads. We certainly couldn’t complain about the quantity as the girls couldn’t finish their plates.

Just as we finished eating the band started a bracket of more contemporary dance tunes. Fortunately no one seemed to mind what dance you did. The music had plenty of rhythm, so almost anything would go. The girls were keen to try it out, so Jenny grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the floor. I have some basic dance steps, but generally I need to be told what the dance should be.

Jenny seemed to be a natural dancer, so I tried to copy what she did. After a couple of songs she asked if I could Salsa. Fortunately I had the basic eight steps mastered and Jenny then led my through some variations. As I soon mastered the steps, I even started to enjoy it, although most of the fun was watching Jenny’s hips, particularly when I had her twirl.

There were plenty of people now on the floor, but I could still see Nicole. She is also a natural dancer and seemed to have an appropriate move to each piece of music.

While the Salsa is smooth it is continuous so we soon needed a break. I went to the bar and brought back a tray of Margaritas which everyone quickly drank.

The next bracket of music included some slower music that Jenny wanted to swing to. I was far more comfortable with this dance, however I was amazed at how smooth she was even wearing heels. The tempo of the music then increased for the next few songs. As Jenny spun about, her dress flew out almost horizontally. Although the light was bad, I could see her hips and couldn’t really detect underwear.

Nicole and Lucas were adjacent to us also doing the swing. Wearing a similar style dress, I could see even more exposure on Nicole. It was soon obvious that the crowd had parted and that the girls had made us the focus of attention.

The band had obviously picked up on the crowds interest as the song was played continuously several times the normal length to prevent us from stopping.

When the break finally came we went back to our chairs. Lucas went to get another round of Margaritas and I accompanied him to get a jug of water and glasses. As soon as we finished the water we began sipping our salted rimmed cocktails.

Over the last couple of hours the club had really filled. The band now started some slower numbers and as I recognized the rumba, I asked: “Lucas, would you mind if I had a dance with Camille.” I took his laugh as acceptance.

Together on the dance floor, I asked Nicole: “Having fun?”

“Yes, of course. I like dancing and Lucas is showing plenty of attention. I can see you are also enjoying being with Jenny.”

“She is such a tease. She has been giving me winks and come on smiles all night.”

“Well I think you also have her excited. When you boys were at the bar, we both discussed how turned on we were.”

After two dances, we swapped back to dance with our designated date. By now the dance floor was crowded, so it was natural to pull Jenny closer. She assumed I wanted more as she squeezed me tightly. As proper dancing was now impossible, we began gently swaying to the beat.

I could feel her hot body from my chest down to my thighs. Of course her breasts felt really superb cushioned against my chest. My hands were slowly rubbing the soft skin of her bare back. I reveled in this smooth sensation.

Besides her warmth, Jenny’s spicy perfume was radiating from her skin. Her cheek was against my face so I whispered: “This is very nice.”

She soon had her thigh between mine pressing directly on my penis. I think I was already swollen but it now quickly hardened, pressing against my pants. Eventually I placed my hand inside my pants pockets to point my cock upright to be more comfortable.

When our bodies retouched, Jenny showed she was aware of my adjustment by grinding her body against it. This felt so great that I put my hands on her butt cheeks to increase our lower body contact.

While maintaining this close contact, I pulled back my head to view her face. She responded with a wanton grin which encouraged me to give her a kiss. Her wet mouth was generous allowing my tongue to tangle with hers. If she hadn’t already realized the level of my exhilaration, she would have become aware feeling my penis throb against her.

My hands continued rubbing her butt and focusing on her crease, I could just feel the outline of her small thong. We were now so packed together there was a sense of privacy so my hand pulled up her skirt just enough so I could caress her upper thigh and adjacent cheek.

I loved the feel of her breasts pressed against me, but there is nothing like feeling with your hand. The close proximity of people nearby stopped me from plunging my hand inside her dress, but feeling outside her dress was titillating enough. In return Jenny scratched her nails over my shirt stimulating my own nipples.

We stayed locked together for many pieces of music, varying kissing with holding our cheeks together. As far as foreplay goes, I was more than ready. I looked over at Nicole and Lucas who were also passionately snogging and hoped that Lucas would suggest we leave. Fortunately the band decided to have a break.

We returned to our table but no one sat down. We all eagerly agreed it was time to depart.

On the trip back, we were all dutifully wearing seatbelts. This inhibited my plan to cuddle. Jenny rested her hand on my thigh almost upon my erection while I did get to slide my hand through the V-neck of her dress to hold her breasts and tease her stiff nipples.

Once parked back at the Resort, Jenny and I walked with arms wrapped about each other back to her cottage.

Inside the girls disappeared to the bathroom together. I prepared glasses of water while Lucas turned on some background music.

The girls soon reappeared together and gave their partners kisses. Feeling overwhelmed with cravings, I felt no constraints in touching every part of Jenny’s body. While I held her tightly against me with one hand, the other squeezed her breasts and then pulled up her skirt.

Her skin was warm and smooth so my fingers slipped under her thong which lead me down to her moist crease. She was wet and willingly spread her thighs to let me probe about her anus then vagina entrance. It was pure self-control that stopped me taking her then on the sofa.

My thoughts must have been obvious as Jenny then led me to their bedroom where the king size bed was ready. Nicole and Lucas followed and went to the opposite side of the room. Then the ladies both stripped off their dresses together. For a moment my head spun distracted by Nicole and of course Jenny. I took me no time to also remove my clothes.

We all lay on the bed and partnered up. Jenny and I began kissing in a tight embrace on our sides. Jenny’s fingers ran through my chest hair then she fully wrapped them about my cock. She stroked the hard length from base to tip and then circled the top with her thumb.

This action demanded reciprocation so I pulled her leg over my hip so I could once again trace my fingers down her crease to her wet entrance. Where ever I touched she was already soaked so I started teasing with a finger inside her.

Jenny was eager and breathed in my ear her desire: “Just put it in now.”

Knowing exactly what she needed, I spread her legs and placed my cock at her entrance. As I drove down, she arched up to meet me. I slid into her slickness until our groins pressed hard together.

Looking down at her face her lips were slightly open in a lustful smile. Every thrust was reflected in her face. It felt like we were sharing the same impulses as well as intimacy. As I drove in, every nerve in my body was heightened. The feeling was reflected back by her expressions.

I bent over and sucked her nipples that had been boldly tempting me. The warm cushions about my mouth were like heaven and incensed my fervor. As this position slightly reduced my penetration, I quickly resumed my full intensity thrusting.

Just wanting to be closer and deeper, I lay down upon her and even pulled her against me with my arms under her shoulders. I could almost pivot on her pubic bone and drive into her longer and harder strokes. Reacting to this increased intensity, Jenny curled her fingers around the back of my head and wrapped me inside her locked legs.

I pulled out and returned hard with Jenny matching the rhythm. Feelings then just started to overwhelm me and we were quickly losing control as we gasped for more air. The buildup in my groin was torture as I tried to hold. Then when she started writhing and crying out ‘Oh my God… oh my God!’ I let loose with what felt like a torrent of juice deep inside her. I shuddered and pulsed until I was sure nothing could be left.

I remained embedded inside her until I was sure strength had returned to my arms. I then pressed up with my arms without withdrawing to look at her face. Her hooded eyes and blissful smile gave me the confirmation I sought.

As I was shrinking, I slid out and down her body until I could lick her nipples. These were smaller that Nicole’s but they were hard. I lightly ran my tongue about the edge, teasing both in turn. Then I commenced sucking them.

The groaning next to me distracted my attention. Nicole was riding up and down on Lucas. She was taking her time to raise herself as high as she could, then she was just dropping onto him. Nicole noticed my glance and gave me a wink.

I continued my kissing down Jenny’s taught belly and then to her crutch. She had just a wisp of blonde hair as a landing strip, otherwise she was completely bare. I took some delicate licks of her pink lips, then progressively made them bolder. Although I had just left a load inside her, the nectar was still predominantly hers.

I felt unrestrained as I sucked each of her lips into my mouth. This produced pleasant sighs from my partner and prompted her to run her fingers through my hair. I combined this sucking with long licks from bottom to top, making it light over her clit.

Jenny’s excitement became obvious as she pressed her crutch fully against my wet face while holding the back of my head. Although my face was spreading her lips wide, I used the tip of my tongue to gently lash the spot I knew would send her over. As expected, her body convulsed and pressed harder against me as I continued lapping her with my tongue.

Eventually satisfied she pushed my head away.

I crawled up the bed and lay next to her, pulling her over into my arms. When her breathing had calmed I gave her a wet kiss, sharing her plentiful juices. We studied each other’s face and shared a guilty smile.

“You just know how to hit that right spot, don’t you,” Jenny quietly declared. “I hope we can do this again soon.”

“Well I love how you make me feel also. Your body is perfect and you know how to use it,” I replied.

We lay together for several minutes. I caressed her breasts as she lightly scratched with her finger nails over my back. This was such a tantalizing feeling I unconsciously rubbed my erection against her skin. Jenny didn’t need any other hints to know I was ready for more.

Telling me to lay on my back, she straddled my body and slowly lowered her pussy onto my cock. The warmth and tightness became my total fixation. I just lay back to accept anything she wanted. Needing this to be prolonged, I just relaxed enough to prevent any premature explosion.

Jenny commenced with long deep strokes but then she started gyrating on my lap. She twisted and slid, each time grazing her clit against me. She knew what she wanted and soon was quickly pumping her body until she climaxed with groans and intense squeezes of my manhood.

Lucas was now ploughing Nicole in the missionary position. At the speed he was plunging, I knew he would not last much longer.

There was barely a break before Jenny rotated on me into a reverse cowgirl position. I watched her perfect peach shaped butt slap down on my groin in a rapid cadence. She held onto my legs for stability, as she pumped and bounced off me. After just a couple of minutes she climaxed again.

By now I wanted to join the game in a less passive manner. Jenny turned around again to face me. She was perspiring heavily with some strands of wet hair clinging to her face. I bent my knees lifting her and allowing me to drive into her using my legs. She leant forward with her hands on my chest.

I took control and made my thrusts long and hard at a steady rate. I rubbed my hands over her wobbling wet breasts and pinched her nipples. My feeling was focused on our joined anatomy, but I also connected with her trance like eyes. Although she was panting heavily I could sense her level of pleasure through her subtle expressions. She also understood it was my turn to use her, so I could cum.

My desperate need gave me the energy to thrust harder. I dropped my knees to straighten my legs to penetrate deeper. My drive now came from my back as I arched. Jenny cried: Oh fuck me!” Her muscles contracted as her core tightened pulling me further into her body. Deep inside, I finally shuddered and flooded her cavity with my seed.

Jenny fell forward onto my body as my waves of contractions continued. We were hot and wet but this increased the tactility between us. Each time I had a spasm, she tightened her muscles as well. We were both breathing hard and noisily but all I felt was exhilaration. At that moment I just wanted to remain joined at the hip for as long as possible.

Once we had quietened our breathing, Jenny sighed: “We just have to do this again, soon.”

I looked to my left where Nicole was lying next to us. She looked at me and with twinkling eyes smiled at me. I held her hand as she said: “You look a little tired.”

I replied: “I have been well and truly fucked.”

We lay just cuddling for half an hour. We all quietly chatted and agreed we should try this again. It was then that Lucas sadly confessed: “We have to leave tomorrow. I could only get a three day booking as there are newlyweds coming in here tomorrow.”

“Oh… that is disappointing,” Nicole replied summing up our collective feeling.

After we remained silent for several minutes, Jenny said: “What do you think Troy? We could invite them to come to Las Vegas with us tomorrow.”

“Perfect!” Lucas agreed. “That would be great if you guys want to get away for a day or more. We have two interconnecting bedrooms booked at a casino until next Thursday.”

“That is very tempting,” I said not knowing exactly how to reply. I looked at Nicole who shrugged her shoulders. “It would be nice to spend more time with you, however we had planned to get tans here from the sun. It is harder to get tans from Las Vegas fluorescent lights. Maybe we should plan that for another date.”

“That is perfectly understandable, Jenny replied. If we had our way we would be staying here also. Still… we should plan a time to get together. I am too tired now to think about it further. How about we see you tomorrow morning before we leave. Things will be clearer then.”

We all agreed and slowly we stood up to say our farewells. Nicole and I collected our clothing and gave our partners affectionate hugs and kissed. I watched as both Nicole and Jenny, still naked, hugged really closely and shared an emotional good night kiss. The look of their breasts pressed together was almost enough to get me going again. Lucas and I even had a halfhearted hug as well.

Following Nicole’s lead, I slipped on my briefs before we went outside. The rest of our clothing we carried for the twenty yard dash to our door.

Other than clean our teeth and use the toilet, we went straight to bed. I cuddled Nicole closely, enjoying her feminine scent.

On Saturday morning we woke with the sun. We snuggled together with our legs entwined. “Did you enjoy last night? I enquired.

Nicole gave me a long sigh before saying: “Yes… but give me a moment to get my thoughts together. I am pretty sure you had a good time, didn’t you?”

“Jenny is fun and energetic. She is so much like you, but the subtle differences were exciting.”

“That is somewhat how I felt. Lucas wasn’t as tender as you would have been, but he brought out something in me. Without a better explanation, let’s just say it was the animal instincts in me.”

“So he was wild was he?”

“That is not what I really meant. Let me explain how I feel with an analogy. Before I met you I was like a bird in a cage without an owner. The cage was my own creation due to bad previous experience and society expectation. When I met you, you became my owner. You opened the door of my cage and set me free, but I want to return for you. Last night was me flying off to explore knowing there was a safe place back with you.”

“I understand what you are saying completely. For me I found Jenny to be very nice. I was able to express my lust without restraint because you gave your encouragement and love. There certainly was the thrill of being naughty and doing something many would consider taboo, but I couldn’t have enjoyed it if you hadn’t approved.”

Then Nicole asked: “Do you want to do it again?”

“With your blessing, yes. What about yourself? Jenny had given all the indications she would like to play with you. Would you like to also?”

“You are right. Jenny is sexy and fun. I would like to experiment with her. I would also have sex with Lucas again.”

“Well we have to work out how we can maintain contact without blowing our cover. This will be a little awkward. Let me know if you have a bright idea.” Nicole didn’t have a ready answer, so we decided it was time to get up so we were at least dressed when they dropped in.

Nicole had a long shower as I prepared coffee. When she came out I decided to shave and shower as well.

We decided to listen to the TV as we had breakfast with heaps of eggs, bacon and beans. We followed with toast and jelly with several cups of coffee. It appeared that we were both hungry after last night.

On the news we finally heard what we had been hoping for. The news mentioned that Congressman Walt Affleck had been detained for questioning by the FBI over allegations of fraud involving a proposed beachside property development in Florida. Very little detail was being given other than lawyers for the Congressman denying all allegation or any wrong doing.

We tried several channels to see if there was any additional news, but in 30 second sound bites they provided little detail. Eventually we heard reference being made to the Newspaper’s allegations.

Nicole then decided to check her emails in case there was further information. She had just started reading a message from Frank when there was a knock at our door. I happily welcomed in Jenny and Lucas and offered them coffee or breakfast. They readily accepted the coffee.

I was about to go to the kitchen when I realized that Nicole had not taken her eyes from the laptop, nor had she greeted our new friends. I realized something was wrong. “What is the matter Nicole?”

With a worried look she quietly whispered: “Just read this email.” She then put on a false smile and greeted our guests. As she apologized for her rudeness and chatted, I focused on the message.

Frank’s message was lengthy and in parts emotional. In summary the whistleblower, we knew as Wendy, had been found dead by the FBI this morning. She died either from poisoning or drugs, but it had been made to look like suicide. The Bureau was awaiting the outcome of the pathology examination, however they were suspicious as her arms and legs were covered in bruises typical from being restrained. Given that Wendy had been concealed in a hotel with a false identity only known to the FBI, Frank was worried that there was a security leak.

I immediately realized that this could also mean our identities and safety had been compromised. I thought it was time that we called Pete at the Bureau.

Nicole had run out of pleasantries to say to Jenny and Lucas and was now looking at me. I just said: “Camille, please get me the cell phone so I can ring Pete.” As she went to the bedroom, I explained: We just have a small problem which I hope will be sorted out after a phone call.”

Jenny wasn’t fussed and as she walked into the kitchen she said: “Don’t worry, I will make some coffee for us all.”

I had Nicole dial the number and then she passed me the phone. It was a long ring before Senior Special Agent Monroe answered. “Hello Pete, this is Errol, we just heard from Frank about Wendy. What can you tell us?”

“You know then that she is dead under suspicious circumstances. At this stage I can only presume that her absence from work may have raised suspicions to some of Affleck’s cronies, but I have no idea how they can have known her location. There is a strong possibility that someone in the Bureau may have divulged some information.”

I quickly came back with: “Does that mean we have been compromised?”

“Anything is possible but it is unlikely. It is only my team and a couple of agents from protective security who could work out your new identities.”

“Is this phone connection and our email link to Frank still secure?”

“I am the only person that knows your phone number and Frank is the only person to know your email details. Just stay together and be vigilant and you should be alright.”

I was now certain what we needed to do. “Well keep us informed. It may be best if this is done through Frank’s emails as I would prefer to only use this phone in an emergency.”

“I think that would be a sensible precaution. Look… I know I can trust Special Agent Carlos Lopez. When the time comes, I will have him escort you home safely.”

We concluded that he would try and keep me up to date. As long as we could still call him if we had to and we had Frank sending us emails, he didn’t need to know where we were going for the moment.

After we finished the call, I said: “Camille, if it is still OK with Lucas and Jenny, would you like to go to Las Vegas?”

Before she could answer, Jenny shouted from the kitchen: “Please say yes. I know we will have fun.”

Nicole confirmed: “Whatever you think is appropriate Owen, besides that sounds like fun. How many days will we be away?”

“I think we need to tell Lucas and Jenny what this is all about.” Nicole nodded at my suggestion.

Jenny was just bringing out four mugs of coffee to the table still covered with our breakfast plates. I indicated for everyone to sit.

Looking at Lucas and Jenny across the table I commenced: “I need to explain something to you both before we accept your invitation to go with you to Las Vegas. You need to be aware there may be a risks, so we will understand if you change your mind.”

“This sounds intriguing,” Lucas remarked.

“Firstly, what I tell you cannot be shared with even your best friend. If you do it would only increase your own risk as well as theirs.” Both Lucas and Jenny nodded in acknowledgment.

“The person I was talking to on the phone is with the FBI. The Bureau has sent us here to be in hiding as Camille discovered evidence of a fraud committed by Congressman Walt Affleck. It was mentioned on this morning’s news. His associates have also tried to drown us both. This morning we just heard that another witness, put in hiding by the FBI, has died in suspicious circumstances. There may have been a security leak in the FBI, so we need to relocate so that no one knows where we are.”

I deliberately held a pause for a moment before asking: “Would you be willing to help us by getting us to Las Vegas secretly?”

Lucas and Jenny obviously didn’t even think as they both replied: “Of course!”

With their response, I could see that Nicole felt guilty. She said what I expected. “Are you absolutely sure? We do not know exactly what we have got ourselves into. I am only alive because of… Errol. I trust him, but we don’t want friends hurt.”

“As a lawyer I am obliged to do the right thing. I cannot ignore you when you need help. Besides all we are trying to do is hide you.”

I needed to explain what was needed to maintain secrecy. “To remain inconspicuous we must lose all connections to our names and previous activities. The first thing that comes to mind is the rental car. It is now compromised, so can we travel in your car?”

“Fitting you both in is not a problem, but we could only manage one additional suitcase.” Lucas explained.

“If you could wait while we pack one case, it would be best if you carried it out as if it was part of your belongings. It is 8.30 now. Can you check out at 10 o’clock please? Once you drive out head south on Lincoln Street until you get to 13^th Avenue. Then turn left and stop 100 yards along the road. You may have to wait five minutes as we will be checking to ensure that no one is following you.”

“We can do that but what will you be doing?” Lucas inquired.

“I am going to leave everything as if we are still living here. Camille and I will leave by the pedestrian gate as if we are going to the beach. Once we are sure we are not being followed we will meet you in 13^th Avenue.”

Turning to Nicole I said: “Can you start packing the blue suitcase please. We will include your laptop once I have sent Frank a message. I will leave the second laptop setup here.”

I quickly prepared a reply message for Frank. The details were: “We are disappearing. Please keep sending daily updates, but don’t expect us to reply. We don’t want to compromise our IP address. Tell Pete that you can send us messages. Camille and Errol.”

We soon packed most of Nicole’s clothes and a selection of my clothes that would be suitable for Vegas. The laptop was the final inclusion.

Once Lucas and Jenny left with our suitcase, I went around untidying our normal neatness to really give the cottage the lived in appearance. I closed some of the curtains, including those in the bedroom, to prevent people ascertaining if we were still inside. Nicole was happy when I said to just leave the dirty breakfast plates in the sink.

Rather than have a beach bag full of towels, Nicole had stuffed it with a change of clothes so we could look more formal. I included the cell phone after turning it to flight mode, switching the power off and removing the battery.

Once we were ready we still had half an hour to fill in. We turned on the TV to catch any news updates. There was no report about the whistle blower, however there was more detail given from the newspaper article.

When we were ready to go we donned our floppy hats and sunglasses. We casually walked out and headed down the road to the beach. I had asked Nicole not to look behind us. Knowing she needed a purpose I had her scrutinize any person ahead of us.

At the end of the laneway near the beach I took my first opportunity to look behind us as we turned left along the pathway above the beach. The pathway and adjacent road wound parallel to the embankment edge. There were plenty of mature trees where I could discreetly stop and check back several hundred yards.

Eventually we came to the where 13^th Avenue commenced. We had plenty of time to fill in so we proceeded to the next road where we turned left. It was then necessary to do a further left turn to double back to 13^th Avenue.

We arrived at the rendezvous just before 10 o’clock. I had Nicole wait there while I returned to the intersection. There was a perfect group of tall shrubs where I could stand and look back down Lincoln Street. If anyone was following Lucas and Jenny, I would be certain to notice.

It wasn’t long before the black BMW came down the road. Lucas and Jenny turned the corner and stopped where Nicole was waiting 100 yards up. I was certain they hadn’t seen me. I continued observing back down the street for about five minutes, but there was no follow up. I then thought if they had attached a GPS tracker, they would know that the BMW had halted.

As soon as I reached their car, I commenced searching the edge of the undercarriage. I paid particular attention to the wheel wells, bumpers and tried to look inside the light fitting. I then had Lucas open the hood so I could thoroughly check the grill.

Once I joined them all inside the car, I asked Lucas and Jenny to check the dashboard, glovebox and sunscreens for any foreign objects. Lucas commented: “I assume we are looking for GPS trackers.”

“Yes. It could be a round or rectangular metal box placed where the antenna is not concealed by the metal of the car body.”

We found nothing. Then Lucas asked: “Should we immobilize our cell phones?”

I thought about this for a minute, then said: “That means you will not be able to receive or send calls or use the data. Our cell phone is immobilized. If we do the same to yours, it may just raise suspicions. I think we have to take the risk and hope they have no reason to suspect we are together. I was just being over cautious in checking the car.”