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It's October. A friend with good connections manages to get Abano a hotel all for them. He is about to close to renovate, they give them the rooms they need (about ten because another fifteen or so couples do not spend the night living nearby). They have at their disposal from afternoon to night the thermal swimming pool only for them, and the garden for the buffet, everyone brings something. Andrea and Paola are obviously present, also for the pressing invitation of the organizer and spouse who want to meet them. And when they arrive at the pool and get to know each other, they immediately test themselves a bit. First the ladies and then a little something for the boys too.
It's dinnertime, and then everybody comes. Some know them well, some by sight, some not at all. They've brought a selection of cheeses accompanied by the inevitable Valpolicella of their parts. A nice couple, he shaved and she a great brunette, about 45, have brought some delicious codfish. They introduce themselves, Claudio and Monica, Venetians. She peeps at Andrea, every time she turns around... The "dinner" flows smoothly, you start to look at those who might like and like it, Andrea always has his eyes on Monica but the competition is high. At a certain point he jumps into the pool and the hot water plays a nasty trick on him, pressure drops. His head is spinning, Paola takes him to his room, a greeting coram populo general and away. In the morning he's fine, they go to lunch with other couples before saying goodbye, but of course the Venetians are all back home in the evening. And one.
It's April, there's the usual party of 200 couples, it should start on Friday but Paola and Andrea exaggerate and arrive on Thursday, to take advantage of the spa and have a look at the outlet in front. They're already there in twenty or so, they have the reserved room. And at dinner, surprise, Monica and Claudio arrive. She runs towards Andrea and jumps into his arms, kisses him and "How nice to find you here". Well, then he wasn't wrong when she seemed to be staring at him. There's even a nice picture of her and Paola with their butts out in pairs. At dinner we chat, Andrea sees that the competition is always high. It turns out that she's not left-handed, and Paola is already darkened by that enthusiastic greeting and frowns. But no problem: three couples take away blackberry and shaved, Andrea and Paola do not have a good relationship and do not like each other with one of those, so fuck off and go to bed. The day after the same thing, the couples go up to more than 100, Monica takes Andrea but then they always go away with others, and Andrea and Paola have their own cocks with others.
On Saturday, another 80/90 couples arrive, there are a lot of friends of theirs, and they forget about Monica who even goes to the so-called "afternoon" with other couples. At a certain point they are in the room, they knock and it's them. "We couldn't find a moment to be with you." Thanks to the dick, piecework wall...Paola immediately sees that she doesn't like the thing of being stuck in the afternoon in the middle of other orgies, Andrea realizes it and...it's a terrible mistake, if he doesn't hear Paola's agreement it's like that, he gets soft. Excuses and various rituals, they exchange phones, Monica gives hers to Andrea and Claudio to Paola, something absolutely not in the "rules" and Paola more and more shady. And two. At dinner they stay with their friends, sometimes they catch a glimpse of her wearing a very sexy dress, even if not as sexy as Paola's one. They do their business with a friendly couple and go to sleep. In the morning it's the turn of the famous knock of Enzo and Elena (Ferragosto, "Colazioneeeeee" with croissants), and in two words they bang until noon. Then everyone in the car and at home, with a stop to eat cod in about thirty. In the car Paola expresses her discomfort if not jealousy for Monica, Andrea minimizes ... and a text message arrives. From Monica. "I really want to see you again." Paola asks and gets to read it, and "See? See? This one wants you." "And what can I do about it?" More will come, and soon the pandemonium.
A week after the party, one night Paola feels sick... and ends up in hospital ten days for a Tia (transient ischemic attack). It's not serious but she has to stay inside for a while. It's not like everyone knows about it, so when the phone rings and Monica asks him news, he's a little bit stunned. He heard it from mutual friends, he says. And he asks when he's coming out to see her. But no, come on, all that way. No way, Andrea tells her to come on Saturday and they're waiting. The interruption of the text messages, the pleasure for the delicacy of coming to see her, they prepare better Paola and the afternoon flows pleasantly, they take home pizzas and around 10 pm they take leave so as not to tire the convalescent.
June arrives. There are the World Cup, Italy is not playing. Claudio proposes to see a game together, eating a pizza. They are engaged but not living together, they're always around. They accept and the day is set. They go up the stairs, hug each other...and all four of them start kissing furiously...fuck off, get undressed in two seconds and are on the Latvian. A few preliminaries and then Andrea, who couldn't take it anymore since October, stops, looks at her, and she says "You're in charge". And he's in charge, he's in charge, he opens her in two... Luckily they're the same on the side, everything's fine. But it's little more than a quickie, Andrea isn't completely satisfied.
The week after on Lake Garda, Andrea and Paola open the private pool that Andrea and Paola attend all the "we". During the week they hear her and Claudio, and this privè comes out while having a conversation. Claudio "Wow, man, I'd really like to come here" "So come on, come on". He mumbles something, that this month he had a lot of expenses, in short he doesn't have so many to stay away for two days. Paola calls Andrea, tells him everything, Andrea calls Claudio back and says "If we invite you to the club, to the motel and to eat, will you come?" Claudio resists, in the end he says okay but next month we'll reciprocate. Ok, see you Saturday morning at Andrea's. They arrive, and to get off to a good start, Paola gets in the car with Claudio and Monica with Andrea. It's the first time they can speak freely, they're alone. After a while, Monica admits she has more than a soft spot for him. Andrea was expecting it, maybe not at that point, and he answers her: "You know that in this world there are unwritten rules of loyalty and fidelity, I don't feel like breaking them and I love Paola". "I know, but as long as there are four of us..." "Okay, but avoid texting." They arrive at the pool, after a few touches of thighs, pussy and bird (but the others from the mirror look exactly the same). They get naked and go sunbathing. They all tease each other in the pool, and at a certain point Monica looks at Paola and... "Can I take this in the private room? Are you coming?" Paola and Claudio look at each other, and answer that they're fine there in the sun and if anything, they join them. Andrea is enough, but he lets himself be taken by the hand, they enter the private villa and start looking for a room they like. Andrea, in the passage from the fierce sun to the darkness of the privè, feels that something is wrong ... and when they lie down on the bed, his head turns, he gets anxiety, his dick gets saggy (and three!!!!), and in short he begs her to run out. Here comes Paola, the manager and a couple he knows, doctor. The diagnosis is simple: an attack of claustrophobia. "But that, never suffered in my life, absolutely." But the sudden passage from the sun to the darkness had to be done step by step, instead they ran to fuck... and got fucked. They go around 7 p.m. to change at the motel, the one most used by couples, 4 stars, swimming pool and maximum discretion. Then already dressed not too much but good for the evening opening, they have a nice meal and show up at the club. Cocktails for women, single malt for the little men. They spin around a bit, take a cool dip in the pool park...Andrea takes Paola and asks her if she can try again. She smiles at him and tells him to do what they want, she and Claudio see if they can do something there or wait for the motel, rooms with mirrors, whirlpool for four, in short, a luxury bar, much more comfortable. But Andrea is more pissed off than the time at their house, he's done bad enough and wants to make amends. He takes her by the hand, takes her to one of the tents with a lounger near the pool, pulls her dress out and starts. But he has a strange feeling, without Paola it's not the same...at a certain point, not sure how long the erection can last, even if it's remarkable, if he puts her on top, she starts to move and he says "Monica, please, come on, as long as it's straight...". She laughs and finishes calmly, they both come over, they both tidy up and ask him what's going on. "I don't know, I don't know, the fact is that apart from that half quickie at our place I've been chasing you since October and I haven't fucked you as God commands, I'm humiliated and disheartened". He says, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it at the motel. God knows, Andrea thinks, and yes, he likes her so much.
They arrive at the motel, they choose Andrea's room (anyway the same as the other one). Monica orders everyone to sit down, and except Claudio, who has stopped smoking a cigarette to relax. Then she takes off her dress, undresses Claudio with an exasperating slowness, undresses Andrea, undresses Paola, and takes them all to the Jacuzzi for half an hour, where towards the end some mischief begins. Then he takes them to the bed, surrounded and surmounted by mirrors. He takes Claudio and together they catch Paola. It's not bsx, and thank goodness! They do everything to her, and Andrea is watching. Until he gets away from them, he approaches Andrew and shoves a tongue down his throat to suffocate. Then she starts blowing him, slowly, stopping and then starting again. When she's satisfied with the metre of cock that made him come, she gets on all fours and suddenly screams, covering the other two. "Now what are you waiting for? Kick me, I can't take it anymore." And he's gonna bust it, oh he's gonna bust it. Finally, in all his sexual potency, he's in over his head.
It's an hour and more of wild sex, Claudio is good and well-stocked, they swap and exchange, the two women give a little show worthy of Sappho (but it's not bsx, and thank goodness!!2), the soundproofing of the room risks not being enough ... and then they collapse unmade on the bed.
Unbelievable, two nymphomaniac water pumps, Claudio seems to barely understand where he is...
And after nine (9) months, he can say it: I've overwhelmed her. "Oh, by the way, you're teaching Paola that fantastic, mangled cod?" "How? I bought it in the deli, I don't know how to cook" and he'll experience the absolute reality of confession.
The next morning, just to change "room service." A waiter comes in with every good thing, leaves, they enter in their bathing suit that disappears in an amen ... and nothing, read over that more or less the same. The afternoon at the pool will see them lying on the sunbeds, with sunglasses and some half-snore. Nine months of waiting, but it was worth it. What? Yes, yes, they'll see each other again, although unfortunately dramatic events are looming over Paola and Andrea...
It's dinnertime, and then everybody comes. Some know them well, some by sight, some not at all. They've brought a selection of cheeses accompanied by the inevitable Valpolicella of their parts. A nice couple, he shaved and she a great brunette, about 45, have brought some delicious codfish. They introduce themselves, Claudio and Monica, Venetians. She peeps at Andrea, every time she turns around... The "dinner" flows smoothly, you start to look at those who might like and like it, Andrea always has his eyes on Monica but the competition is high. At a certain point he jumps into the pool and the hot water plays a nasty trick on him, pressure drops. His head is spinning, Paola takes him to his room, a greeting coram populo general and away. In the morning he's fine, they go to lunch with other couples before saying goodbye, but of course the Venetians are all back home in the evening. And one.
It's April, there's the usual party of 200 couples, it should start on Friday but Paola and Andrea exaggerate and arrive on Thursday, to take advantage of the spa and have a look at the outlet in front. They're already there in twenty or so, they have the reserved room. And at dinner, surprise, Monica and Claudio arrive. She runs towards Andrea and jumps into his arms, kisses him and "How nice to find you here". Well, then he wasn't wrong when she seemed to be staring at him. There's even a nice picture of her and Paola with their butts out in pairs. At dinner we chat, Andrea sees that the competition is always high. It turns out that she's not left-handed, and Paola is already darkened by that enthusiastic greeting and frowns. But no problem: three couples take away blackberry and shaved, Andrea and Paola do not have a good relationship and do not like each other with one of those, so fuck off and go to bed. The day after the same thing, the couples go up to more than 100, Monica takes Andrea but then they always go away with others, and Andrea and Paola have their own cocks with others.
On Saturday, another 80/90 couples arrive, there are a lot of friends of theirs, and they forget about Monica who even goes to the so-called "afternoon" with other couples. At a certain point they are in the room, they knock and it's them. "We couldn't find a moment to be with you." Thanks to the dick, piecework wall...Paola immediately sees that she doesn't like the thing of being stuck in the afternoon in the middle of other orgies, Andrea realizes it and...it's a terrible mistake, if he doesn't hear Paola's agreement it's like that, he gets soft. Excuses and various rituals, they exchange phones, Monica gives hers to Andrea and Claudio to Paola, something absolutely not in the "rules" and Paola more and more shady. And two. At dinner they stay with their friends, sometimes they catch a glimpse of her wearing a very sexy dress, even if not as sexy as Paola's one. They do their business with a friendly couple and go to sleep. In the morning it's the turn of the famous knock of Enzo and Elena (Ferragosto, "Colazioneeeeee" with croissants), and in two words they bang until noon. Then everyone in the car and at home, with a stop to eat cod in about thirty. In the car Paola expresses her discomfort if not jealousy for Monica, Andrea minimizes ... and a text message arrives. From Monica. "I really want to see you again." Paola asks and gets to read it, and "See? See? This one wants you." "And what can I do about it?" More will come, and soon the pandemonium.
A week after the party, one night Paola feels sick... and ends up in hospital ten days for a Tia (transient ischemic attack). It's not serious but she has to stay inside for a while. It's not like everyone knows about it, so when the phone rings and Monica asks him news, he's a little bit stunned. He heard it from mutual friends, he says. And he asks when he's coming out to see her. But no, come on, all that way. No way, Andrea tells her to come on Saturday and they're waiting. The interruption of the text messages, the pleasure for the delicacy of coming to see her, they prepare better Paola and the afternoon flows pleasantly, they take home pizzas and around 10 pm they take leave so as not to tire the convalescent.
June arrives. There are the World Cup, Italy is not playing. Claudio proposes to see a game together, eating a pizza. They are engaged but not living together, they're always around. They accept and the day is set. They go up the stairs, hug each other...and all four of them start kissing furiously...fuck off, get undressed in two seconds and are on the Latvian. A few preliminaries and then Andrea, who couldn't take it anymore since October, stops, looks at her, and she says "You're in charge". And he's in charge, he's in charge, he opens her in two... Luckily they're the same on the side, everything's fine. But it's little more than a quickie, Andrea isn't completely satisfied.
The week after on Lake Garda, Andrea and Paola open the private pool that Andrea and Paola attend all the "we". During the week they hear her and Claudio, and this privè comes out while having a conversation. Claudio "Wow, man, I'd really like to come here" "So come on, come on". He mumbles something, that this month he had a lot of expenses, in short he doesn't have so many to stay away for two days. Paola calls Andrea, tells him everything, Andrea calls Claudio back and says "If we invite you to the club, to the motel and to eat, will you come?" Claudio resists, in the end he says okay but next month we'll reciprocate. Ok, see you Saturday morning at Andrea's. They arrive, and to get off to a good start, Paola gets in the car with Claudio and Monica with Andrea. It's the first time they can speak freely, they're alone. After a while, Monica admits she has more than a soft spot for him. Andrea was expecting it, maybe not at that point, and he answers her: "You know that in this world there are unwritten rules of loyalty and fidelity, I don't feel like breaking them and I love Paola". "I know, but as long as there are four of us..." "Okay, but avoid texting." They arrive at the pool, after a few touches of thighs, pussy and bird (but the others from the mirror look exactly the same). They get naked and go sunbathing. They all tease each other in the pool, and at a certain point Monica looks at Paola and... "Can I take this in the private room? Are you coming?" Paola and Claudio look at each other, and answer that they're fine there in the sun and if anything, they join them. Andrea is enough, but he lets himself be taken by the hand, they enter the private villa and start looking for a room they like. Andrea, in the passage from the fierce sun to the darkness of the privè, feels that something is wrong ... and when they lie down on the bed, his head turns, he gets anxiety, his dick gets saggy (and three!!!!), and in short he begs her to run out. Here comes Paola, the manager and a couple he knows, doctor. The diagnosis is simple: an attack of claustrophobia. "But that, never suffered in my life, absolutely." But the sudden passage from the sun to the darkness had to be done step by step, instead they ran to fuck... and got fucked. They go around 7 p.m. to change at the motel, the one most used by couples, 4 stars, swimming pool and maximum discretion. Then already dressed not too much but good for the evening opening, they have a nice meal and show up at the club. Cocktails for women, single malt for the little men. They spin around a bit, take a cool dip in the pool park...Andrea takes Paola and asks her if she can try again. She smiles at him and tells him to do what they want, she and Claudio see if they can do something there or wait for the motel, rooms with mirrors, whirlpool for four, in short, a luxury bar, much more comfortable. But Andrea is more pissed off than the time at their house, he's done bad enough and wants to make amends. He takes her by the hand, takes her to one of the tents with a lounger near the pool, pulls her dress out and starts. But he has a strange feeling, without Paola it's not the same...at a certain point, not sure how long the erection can last, even if it's remarkable, if he puts her on top, she starts to move and he says "Monica, please, come on, as long as it's straight...". She laughs and finishes calmly, they both come over, they both tidy up and ask him what's going on. "I don't know, I don't know, the fact is that apart from that half quickie at our place I've been chasing you since October and I haven't fucked you as God commands, I'm humiliated and disheartened". He says, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it at the motel. God knows, Andrea thinks, and yes, he likes her so much.
They arrive at the motel, they choose Andrea's room (anyway the same as the other one). Monica orders everyone to sit down, and except Claudio, who has stopped smoking a cigarette to relax. Then she takes off her dress, undresses Claudio with an exasperating slowness, undresses Andrea, undresses Paola, and takes them all to the Jacuzzi for half an hour, where towards the end some mischief begins. Then he takes them to the bed, surrounded and surmounted by mirrors. He takes Claudio and together they catch Paola. It's not bsx, and thank goodness! They do everything to her, and Andrea is watching. Until he gets away from them, he approaches Andrew and shoves a tongue down his throat to suffocate. Then she starts blowing him, slowly, stopping and then starting again. When she's satisfied with the metre of cock that made him come, she gets on all fours and suddenly screams, covering the other two. "Now what are you waiting for? Kick me, I can't take it anymore." And he's gonna bust it, oh he's gonna bust it. Finally, in all his sexual potency, he's in over his head.
It's an hour and more of wild sex, Claudio is good and well-stocked, they swap and exchange, the two women give a little show worthy of Sappho (but it's not bsx, and thank goodness!!2), the soundproofing of the room risks not being enough ... and then they collapse unmade on the bed.
Unbelievable, two nymphomaniac water pumps, Claudio seems to barely understand where he is...
And after nine (9) months, he can say it: I've overwhelmed her. "Oh, by the way, you're teaching Paola that fantastic, mangled cod?" "How? I bought it in the deli, I don't know how to cook" and he'll experience the absolute reality of confession.
The next morning, just to change "room service." A waiter comes in with every good thing, leaves, they enter in their bathing suit that disappears in an amen ... and nothing, read over that more or less the same. The afternoon at the pool will see them lying on the sunbeds, with sunglasses and some half-snore. Nine months of waiting, but it was worth it. What? Yes, yes, they'll see each other again, although unfortunately dramatic events are looming over Paola and Andrea...
