The Pleasure Room Video (by Grey Beard)

" Oh, My God, that's Susan!" Carol and I were relaxing in her living room after
a steamy session in the Jacuzzi. I had slipped a video into the VCR and said "
there is something I need to show you." She had just realized that the naked
woman on the screen, was her friend and former neighbor. I had only met Susan
once, but I had no trouble recognizing her. It was last spring, when we shared
what I thought was spontaneous sex while shopping at her garage sale. The
following day after that encounter, I had learned that Carol had selected me to
be part of Susan's going away gift on the eve of her departure to the
Philippines. It was almost a year later and Carol and I had become close friends
and lovers.

My daughter approved of the relationship and had even given us the matching
terrycloth bathrobes we were wearing that night. But when my daughter was home
from school, Carol and I spent our time together at her house. Her teenage
children were living with their father for the summer. Carol, exclaimed, " where
did you get that tape?" I told her that it was one of over a hundred copies that
were found in a storage room at the Paradise Spa and Health Club. Postal
Inspectors had gotten a search warrant after receiving a complaint that the
tapes were being sold to underage children. The owner has been charged with a
federal crime, and the tapes were turned over to our police department. The box
claimed that the voyeur tape showed the intimate details of a woman experiencing
an orgasm on a masturbation machine.

They found the sex machine, called a Jetaime II, in a locked room that could
only be accessed through the Women's Locker Room. The machine consisted of a
covered bench with rounded sides that was about the girth and length of a man's
torso. It was designed so that a woman could comfortably sit on the saddle and
impale herself on an upward thrusting dildo powered by an electric motor. This
one was modified with an adjustable backrest that would simulate lying back on
to a man's chest or knees. It was sitting in the middle of the floor on top of
what looked like a wrestling mat. The police also found a microphone in the room
and three hidden camcorders, with remote controlled zoom lenses.

" Those machines are legal, right?" Carol wanted to know. I told her that yes,
owning, and charging for sessions on the Jetaime was legal. The Spa showed a
nice profit from the rental, and also from discreetly selling supplies which
included the detachable dildos and scented lubricants. However if the session
was recorded without Susan's permission, making and distributing this voyeur
tape would be a criminal offense. I explained that the police had showed some
stills from the tape to the cashier at the spa. Apparently the tape was made a
couple years ago and she did not remember Susan's name but remembered that she
was Carol's guest. Carol said " I bought her the Queen for a Day Package for her
40th Birthday, but I was on-call at the hospital and had to leave before she was
done." I told Carol that the police investigator on the case said that at this
point they did not know if a crime had been committed. He knew that we were
dating and had asked me to find out if Carol could identify Susan, and then the
police would ask her if she wanted to press charges. Susan was still in the
Philippines teaching at a mission school, but the two friends e-mailed each
other quite often. Carol just flashed an impish grin, and said " well, it looks
like her, but maybe we better watch the whole tape just to make sure."

In the opening scene, we can see a long shot of a naked woman, carrying a small
tray, walking through a doorway. She locked the door behind her and walked to
the center of a small room that is lit by soft pink lights. She puts down the
tray and kneels down in front of the machine. The scene then changes to a
frontal view of the woman leaning over the saddle. She is holding a flesh
colored dildo in one hand and a cylinder that protrudes from a hole in the top
of the saddle in her other hand. We can see her small, but very taut breasts
hanging down. When Carol sees the close-up of the erect dark brown nipples just
barely scraping across the smooth surface, she reaches into her bathrobe and
pulls on one of her own nipples. When the woman in the video starts screwing the
dildo on to the cylinder, Carol stuck her other hand into the folds of my robe
and reached between my legs. Then the woman leaned forward and licked the dildo
and Carol, pulled my robe aside and kissed the head of my quickly growing penis.

The viewed changed and we were now looking directly at the woman's small, but
slightly flared butt. Her knees were parted just enough to see the swollen lips
of her vulva, that seemed to be very moist. Carol whispered, more to herself
then me " she must have been playing with herself in the shower. She doesn't
usually get aroused that quickly". I whispered back, " yes, we found that out
when Susan and I had first tried to satisfy our lust, but how did you learn
that?" Carol sat up and lightly bit my ear lobe and said " close friends have
lots of girl talks." Then she quickly changed the subject and said " look she
getting on the machine."

The next scene was of Susan standing up, and squatting on her knees over the
machine. She did not impale herself over the dildo, but rather scooted forward
on the saddle until it rested against her pubic bone. When Susan reached down
and parted her vaginal lips, so that the shaft of the dildo could slide between
them, Carol stood up and let her bathrobe fall to the floor. She climbed on to
my lap, with her back facing me, and positioned herself so that my erect penis
was mimicking the dildo. I looked over Carol's shoulder and watched as both of
the women, one on the screen, and the other in my lap rocked their pelvises back
and forth lubricating the dorsal surfaces of nearly identical sized rigid
shafts. I reached around Carol's body and gently cupped her taut breasts while I
nuzzled my face against her neck. When I sucked on her earlobe and gently blew
warm breath into her ear, she groaned and said " Oh, Bob, you will always be
better than a machine." I realized that no man, and especially one who was
nearly 60, was going win this contest on endurance, but with my many years of
experience, I could certainly pick up enough points on quality to make up the
difference.

We watched as Susan picked up a small control box and started playing with the
buttons. When she had the dildo at it's lowest point, she leaned upward and
positioned herself so that the head just barely penetrated her vaginal lips, and
then waited. Carol took the cue and followed Susan actions. I remembered when
Carol did something very similar to that on our train ride to Montana. The
camera zoomed in on Susan's vulva, and I braced myself knowing that Carol was
going to plunge downward the moment she saw the dildo push it's way into her
friend's body. Carol looked over her shoulder at me and when she saw the tension
in my face, she said " Just lay back and enjoy the show, Bob. I'll take care of
everything at this end."

Susan hit the button, and then grabbed her knees. Carol plunged her small body
downward and impaled herself. Soon both women, Susan on tape, and Carol in my
lap were starting to groan, and their breathing became labored. They were in
some sort of a race, except that Susan was being plummeted by an upward
thrusting chunk of plastic, and Carol was using her own power to slide up and
down my stationary penis. I felt that I had to become a part of this contest
between men and machines. When Susan started to twist her nipples, I took the
clue and gently massaged Carol's breasts and gently teased her nipples with my
thumbs. When Susan reached down between her legs, I reached around and massaged
Carol's clitoris. Then I realized that I could go one better, and I moistened my
middle finger of my other hand and shoved it up into Carol's rectum. She let out
a long howl, that ended with her screaming ' Oh, God that feels so good."

I looked over Carol's shoulder and saw the camera zoom in on Susan's face as it
tensed up. She bit her lip, let out a cry and then the camera zoomed out again
just as she fell backwards on the inclined backrest. Her orgasm did not seem as
intense as I remember when I was with her, but to be honest, dear reader did you
expect me to say anything else? It took Carol just a little longer, and maybe
because I was in a more passive mode, I was able to outlast her this time. Carol
and I felt her body starting to shudder, and I cried out " give me a few more
moments". She continued to pump even as a second wave of convulsions ripped
through her body. Finally she felt my body return with a couple involuntary
thrusts and then she fell back into my arms. Susan sat up and smiled into the
camera, and I was expecting to see the closing credits roll, when I noticed a
shadow. " Hey". I exclaimed, " I think there is someone else in the room."

Carol started to get tense when the camera zoomed back just enough to frame
Susan's breasts and down to her legs. We watched as another pair of legs sits on
the saddle behind Susan, and two small hands reached around her and cupped her
breasts. The camera zoomed back a little more and we saw a head with blond hair
nuzzle her neck. Susan turned her head with a pucker formed on her lips The head
tilted up and kissed her, and I saw those blue eyes and that familiar impish
smile. I realized that Carol, my friend and lover, was also Susan's lover. Carol
just exhaled and in a quiet whisper, said "they promised to edit that out of the
tape." She went on to explain that she come back to the Spa to pick up Susan and
was told that she had gone into the Pleasure Room. They gave Carol a key and
after she had taken off her clothes she slipped into the room just before Susan
had experienced her orgasm. Susan looked so happy, that Carol decided to give
her a special hug. They had not known about the taping at the time, but several
months later Susan was approached, and offered a substantial amount of money if
she would sign a release. "So Bob, as far as Susan is concerned, no crime has
been committed, but I just want talk to my favorite lawyer.

Carol got off my lap and then turned around and sat back on my lap facing me.
She looked me in the eye and said " can you forgive us?" I playfully kissed her
nose and quickly replied, "there is nothing that needs forgiving. I have already
told you that I have had partners in the past who were bisexual, and you are
here with me, and the other woman is a half a world away." Carol smiled and then
kissed me gently. I suppose that I at least owe you an explanation." She cuddled
up against my chest and said "Carol and I are good friends and we have a lot in
common, including two ex-husbands who were real jerks. The men went out together
a lot. They fished, they hunted, they played golf, and they also enjoyed the
companionship of 25 year old twin sisters. When we found out, Susan and I became
even closer. The men left us alone a lot, and when they were around, they always
seemed to tired or uninterested in sex." Carol told me how she and Susan became
lovers, but that will be another story.

Carol continued to talk while I held her."We both had children, and we knew that
the party that initiates the divorce does not often get the best end of the
deal." As a lawyer, I had to agree on that point. "So we tolerated our husband's
mutual interests, and found affection in each other's arms for another year.
Then one day, the men came home early from a fishing trip and found us together
in the 69 position on the floor of the recreation room. To make a long story
short, they both filed for divorce and after our lawyers let them know that we
were willing to not mention the twins, we got the houses. Susan children were
old enough to move out, and she decided to take the teaching job in the
Philippines." She leaned up and kissed me deeply, and said " and you are the
first man in either of our lives since we had stopped sleeping with our
husbands. What do you think about that?" I smiled and said " I think I'll make
you dinner, and then maybe we should send Susan an e-mail and invite her to stay
with us when she comes home on vacation".