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Sunday, March 18

While I was out with the baby this morning, Jack got to stay in bed and masturbate.  He’s lucky he did, because as you’re about to read, there was nothing but frustration to come.

This afternoon, we went to lunch with my in-laws.  Afterwards, they planned to run a couple errands, and then visit family.  However, when the baby fell asleep we had them drop us off at home.

My parents are gone for at least an hour, and the baby is asleep. It feels like Christmas.
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 19, 2012

We were expecting about two hours to ourselves, but at the very least an hour.  I put the baby in her bed and Jack and I had sex.  I enjoyed several orgasms courtesy of my fingers and Jack’s, as well as his tongue and his cock.

When I was done cumming, Jack took me in the missionary position.  Mid-thrust, we heard a key in the lock.  His parents were back.  Jack dove from the bed toward our bedroom door, and shut it before they could step into the hallway, at which time they would have been able to see right into our room.  As Jack pointed out, it’s fortunate that his parents are as oblivious as they are, because they had no clue.

Forty minutes? Are you fucking kidding me? I can admit to being really pissed off right now.
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 19, 2012

With the door safely shut, I pulled Jack toward the shower in the hopes of finishing him off.  But instead he stood outside, fuming, while I showered.  Eventually I lured him in, but he was way too pissed off to play.  We emerged from the shower, hearing silence throughout the house.  That meant that the baby was still asleep and Jack’s parents were either watching television in the living room, or else sitting quietly.  Jack lay on the bed, and I gave him a blowjob.  Even though he was still upset, his cock was incredibly responsive, and I was soon sucking his length vigorously.

When I heard the baby stir in the next room, I prayed that Jack hadn’t.  I knew it would throw off his concentration.  Silently I hoped that his parents would hear, and come to check on her.  But before long I could tell from Jack’s body language that he had heard.  We heard his parents walking down the hall, then tending to the baby.  And when we heard her asking for Mommy and Daddy, we knew it was over.  Jack’s Mom brought the baby to our room door to knock.  Jack got under the covers, and I put on my bathrobe and opened the door.

It might be time to have The Talk with my parents. But I’ll wait until the morning, after the white-hot, all-encompassing rage has subsided.
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 19, 2012

I don’t think I’ve ever seen my husband so angry.  If he started breathing fire, I wouldn’t have been surprised.  And while I can’t be that upset with my in-laws, Jack brought up the very valid point that one of the jobs of a grandparent is to make life easier for the parents.  They failed to do that during their visit.  He eventually asked that his mother do a better job respecting our privacy.  Per my request, he did not ask them to refrain from visiting in the future.

Had The Talk with them. Explained our feelings, but stopped short of asking them to stop visiting. Believe me, though – I considered it.
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 19, 2012

In hindsight, I shouldn’t have given them a key.

Monday, March 19

I started my day with a much-needed orgasm in the shower.  Since Jack’s parents were still visiting I knew they would look after the baby and I didn’t have to rush.  I lay on my back and used a toy.  Interestingly enough, I didn’t fantasize about anything.  All I could concentrate on was how good it all felt.

Before they went back home, Jack’s parents redeemed themselves (his words, not mine), by getting the baby down for a nap.  Needless to say, this allowed my husband some quality alone time.  And it’s a good thing, too, because that was all the sex he or I had today.

Tuesday, March 20

I skipped my workout this morning, which was lucky because Jack woke me with his cock around five.  I don’t know if it was deliberate, but I took it in my hand and let him know that I was in the mood.  Before long he was simultaneously fucking my pussy and fingering my clit.  He drove me to three orgasms before I politely informed him that it was his turn, as the baby would likely be up soon.  He came on my breasts and my stomach.  I was headed for the shower anyway.

I had a great day at work thanks at least in part to our early morning sex.  Meanwhile, Jack managed another orgasm, after his shower when the baby was in her playpen.  She napped late, which meant that she stayed asleep long enough for me to get home from work, and for Jack and I to enjoy some leisurely quiet time.  We had definitely enjoyed our morning quickie, but after the debacle that was Sunday afternoon and Sunday evening, and a Monday evening that yielded no sex at all, it was great to be able to share some intimacy.  Just lying in bed together, feeling that closeness, and listening to each other breathe without any of the cares of real life intruding.

Beyond the cuddling, we also had some great sex.  We started out with doggy style while I masturbated, and I came as Jack prodded and nudged my G-spot.  It was a wet, though not particularly explosive, orgasm.  Afterwards we listened to recordings of some of our fellow sexy bloggers having orgasms while Jack gave me oral and fingered me.  This time I gushed like a fountain and soaked not only the Throe beneath me, but also my thighs, my ass, and Jack’s face, fingers, and chest.  Undaunted, he put his cock inside me and my legs on his shoulders, and after a few minutes he came inside me.

There is cum dripping down my ass and thighs, but I don’t want to get out of bed and clean off. Anyone want to bring me a towel?
— Jill (and Jack) (@jillandjackcpl) March 21, 2012

Wednesday, March 21

Despite returning late from my workout, I managed a quick orgasm courtesy of the showerhead, and got to work with a few minutes to spare.  Meanwhile, Jack spent much of the afternoon out of the house with the baby, and when they got home she stayed occupied while he got himself off.  I provided an assist via Twitter:

@jackandjillcpl I wish I was sucking your cock right now!
— Jill (and Jack) (@jillandjackcpl) March 21, 2012

The baby didn’t nap at all, and we got together with out-of-town family in the evening, so there wasn’t much in the way of naughtiness until we got home.  When the baby had fallen asleep, Jack and I were sitting on the couch watching TV when our friend DirtyPrettyGrrl and I began tweeting dirty to each other.  As our back-and-forth intensified, I got naked and started masturbating while Jack watched, and followed the conversation on his laptop.  I was so turned on that I had to sit on a bath towel.

Over the next two hours I probably had ten very strong, very satisfying orgasms while fantasizing about, and actually talking about, the things she and I would love to do with each other.  Jack also enjoyed it, and why wouldn’t he?

I love when @DirtyPrettyGrrl seduces @jillandjackcpl via Twitter. She gets all worked up, I get a sexy show, and then I fuck her. #goodtimes
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 22, 2012

After the chat, even though it was 1:30, I needed to have him inside me.  Beyond that very physical need, though, it was only fair that I let him use me for his orgasm, since I’d have plenty of them and he had to watch.  We went to bed, where he fucked me doggy style while tugging on my hair and grabbing my breasts from behind.  He came all over my ass, his cum dripping between my cheeks and onto my pussy.  A quick shower before bed and the night was complete.

Thursday, March 22

I had a meeting this morning which meant an early start to my work day and no orgasms in the shower.  Jack had better luck, as the baby stayed occupied long enough for him to have an orgasm in our bedroom.  I’m really glad that he’s been pretty consistent about taking the time to masturbate.  I think that more than anything, his drive to be a good father has prevented him from indulging himself as much as he needs.  But he deserves a break.

The baby had fallen asleep before I got home, and I gave Jack a blowjob on the living room couch.  He came hard, his cum spurting against the back of my throat.  I was surprised at just how intense his orgasm was, given that he’d cum earlier as well.  But I wasn’t complaining.  After that, we went into our bedroom and I got off using my Eroscillator.  As the Throe was still in the wash, we ended up having to change the sheets.  (We should probably look into getting another one.)  We planned to fuck after that, but the baby woke up, and that put an end to our naughtiness.

Friday, March 23

I made up for the lack of shower orgasm on Thursday with a really intense one this morning.  I thought about my sexy Twitter conversation on Wednesday night, and imagined DirtyPrettyGrrl fucking me with a strap-on while I sucked Jack’s cock.  I came hard.

Jack took the baby out for the day.  He was disappointed that the baby didn’t fall asleep on the way home as he was hoping to get off.  When she asked for a lollipop, Jack gave her one with the understanding that she would sit on the couch and eat it.

My daughter gets a lollipop, and I get approximately ten minutes of privacy. Fair trade.
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 23, 2012

Despite the fact that he was expecting ten minutes at the most, when he came to check on her in five, she was fast asleep on the couch.  Jack threw the lollipop away and put her in her bed, then edged for the hour or so until I got home.

We weren’t expecting the baby to stay asleep for very long, so the sex was kind of rushed.  It was still intense, though.  We started with Jack sucking my clit and stimulating my G-spot.  This time, the Throe was in place and it soaked up every drop of my orgasm.  I wanted Jack to get off next, but while he was fucking me he fingered my clit, and I came over and over.

When I reminded him that the baby had been asleep an hour before I even got home, he agreed that it was time to step up the pace.  I wanted to take him in my mouth, and when he was about to cum he pulled out and I stroked him up against my tongue.  I don’t know if it was just that he wasn’t expecting that particular sensation or what, but he found himself receding away from his climax.  So I had him fuck me again, and this time when he came our timing was much better.  I swallowed every drop.

The baby allowed us a few minutes of afterglow before she woke up.  No shower, though.

I love it when the baby wakes up in the middle of afterglow. Much better than when she wakes up in the middle of sex!
— Jill (and Jack) (@jillandjackcpl) March 24, 2012

Saturday, March 24

As today was our daughter’s birthday, there wasn’t much sex to be had.  We spent the morning running errands and getting my parents’ house set up for the party.  We’d been invited to hang out with our friend and sometime third M and her boyfriend afterwards, and we were looking forward to that.  Both were aware that Jack’s parents were staying with us, and both knew of the boundary-violations that had occurred on Sunday, so it was nice of them to invite us out for a few hours of no-parent and no-child fun.

M came to the party, along with her boyfriend D, her best friend, and her friend’s fiance.  The thing about M is that she’s not subtle.  While she sees nothing untoward about flirting openly with Jack in the midst of a family function, today she was giving me the eye without the slightest hesitation.  Like my own best friend, M’s is conservative, and not likely to approve of extracurricular flirting.  Fortunately, she didn’t notice.

Though we haven’t done anything overtly sexual with M since she began dating D, we hang out once in awhile.  D has a hot tub, and while soaking, M and I have kissed, and we’ve sucked each other’s nipples.  In all instances, our significant others were present.  As far as Jack and I know, there’s never been a desire to take things further than that.  We both respect our friends’ limits.

Before she left, M asked me to show her to the bathroom.  I directed her to the hall bathroom upstairs.  Jack pointed out that M hadn’t asked for directions to the bathroom, but instead wanted me to actually show her to it.  Understanding the implication, I took her upstairs, but instead of the hall bathroom I led her to my sister’s bathroom adjacent to her bedroom.  No one but my sister ever uses that one, and she was downstairs at the party.

M pulled me inside and shut the door behind me.  We looked at each other for a second, and then she kissed me.  It was a soft, kiss at first, but before I knew it her tongue was in my mouth, my hand on her breast, squeezing gently but with intent.  I don’t know how long we were up there, but no one came looking for us, so that was a good sign.

I just made out with someone who is not Jack.
— Jill (and Jack) (@jillandjackcpl) March 24, 2012

That night, we left the baby with her grandparents, picked up some alcohol, and headed over.

After last weekend, we can’t fuck with my parents in the house. So we’re heading out to fuck at our friends’ house instead. Don’t wait up.
— Jack (and Jill) (@jackandjillcpl) March 25, 2012

We hung out in the living room, relaxing and talking.  It was very cathartic to adjust from the birthday party frame of mind, not having to worry about being parents or comporting ourselves in a certain manner because Jack’s parents or my own are around.

After awhile, we moved to the hot tub, where as is typical we got in wearing our suits and quickly removed them.  We listened to music and drank a couple bottles of pinot noir.  The guys cajoled M and I into re-enacting our makeout session, and we did.  Around one or one-thirty, we’d had enough of the heat, so we dried off, went inside, and got dressed.

We hung in the living room, where we watched some superhero-themed porn (don’t ask), and continued drinking.  Well, Jack did, anyway.  While I’m sure that D would have put us up for the night, even on the couch, I wasn’t planning on staying out all night, and one of us was going to have to stay relatively sober.

Our hosts started fooling around before we did.  When I looked over to where they were sitting, M had her head on D’s shoulder and was stroking him through his jeans.  I took this as permission to do the same with Jack.  As I kneaded his bulge with the heel of my hand, we watched as M lowered her head to D’s lap.  By the time she freed him from his pants, I was unbuckling Jack’s belt and opening his own jeans.

We gave the guys head, and though I would have liked to have made Jack cum right then and there, M wanted to fuck (“Is it okay if we fuck?” she asked us) and I thought it only fair that we keep up with her and D.  They wasted no time getting naked again, and while D got a condom – condoms!  Remember those? – M sat on the couch smiling pleasantly without speaking.  It was exciting, but kind of surreal.

It’s been years since Jack and I have been in this kind of situation.  While it was really hot I almost found it distracting as I wanted to watch M and D so badly that I found it hard to concentrate on what Jack and I were doing.  To their credit, however, M and D seemed to have no trouble concentrating.  She rode him on the couch while Jack and I had sex in the missionary position on the floor.  M came first, and I loved watching her physical reactions, as well as hearing the sounds she makes, even if I wasn’t the one inspiring those sounds.

Jack fingered me, and I came next.  My moans were loud because I was genuinely enjoying my orgasm, but I worried after the fact that they sounded exaggerated to M and D.  Other than our visit to Power Exchange, the last time I came for a physical audience was last summer.  I was a bit more inhibited and reserved about my orgasm.  While it was intense, I wasn’t anywhere near this loud.  That reminds me.  I should blog about that experience.

By the time D came, Jack and I had switched to doggy style in order to get a better view of the action.  It was hot hearing him climax, and I was envious watching M writhe on top of him.  It takes Jack forever to cum in that position.  In fact, it was taking Jack quite awhile to cum from fucking me doggy style.  Our hosts spooned on the couch, watching each thrust lasciviously.  Before long Jack came, and I took him in my mouth.  No round of applause, but they did gasp.  I guess we put on a good show.

[Editor’s Note: For the first time I’m noticing that the dates of some of the tweets embedded into this post don’t necessarily correspond to the dates on which they were tweeted.  In some cases the reason for this is that the tweet occurred after midnight; in other cases there is no discernible reason, and I have to assume that some manner of technical error is to blame.]