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Hours pass, and the revelers that spent all their time fornicating with new partners are all tired out. Food is served, catered by a top-of-the-line chef. The menu for both lunch and dinner is specially prepared with plenty of protein to help the exhausted gain their strength back. By this time, Rob and Dawn mingle with the others, chatting it up and making new friends with the other guests like this is just about any other shindig. No longer are the two embarrassed by their nudity. Dawn happily jokes and chats with ladies and men. She even gets the names and numbers of a few of them. Rob, for his part, gives her all the approval she needs when it comes to picking out new girlfriends. "Threesomes every week," He says, lifting up a glass of wine.

Nuzzling against his neck, she gives her husband a quick kiss. "You kid, but I would love that. We still have to be realistic, though. We are parents, you know."

He swirls his cup, staring down at the drink. "Yeah... we really started late on this whole 'life of debauchery' thing, didn't we?"

Dawn frowns, wrapping her arms around him and scooting in. "Hey, don't sound so gloomy, okay? I'm sure Trisha will let us come to more parties, you know?"

He shrugs. "Yeah. Though I mean this whole thing seems to be just a chance to get together with her."

"You say that like its a problem."

"Well, I mean, I get the feeling she is putting more attention to you, you know?"

"Oh, sweetie," Dawn coos. "Trisha loves us both. I've been friends with her for a long time, and she has always approved of me marrying you."

"I know, I know," he sighs, sipping his drink. "I just can't help but feel a little weirded since I haven't even seen Devon at all all day."

Dawn frowns at that, and glances over the yard. Many guests have already left, and the ones who remain don't look like Devon, either. "Yeah, that is a little weird, I suppose. Where did Trisha go?"

He shrugs. "I dunno... maybe we should just leave now. We've had a good run, but it seems like everything is dying down now. Don't want to overstay ourselves here."

"Yeah, yeah," Dawn says, stretching out and letting out a long yawn. "I've been wanting to take a nap since that rough riding I got. Guess now's a good a time as any."

"Oh, sweetie," comes the honeyed words of Trisha. "You two aren't planning on disappearing on me now, are you?"

The two spin around in their chairs to find Trisha, dressed up in her kimono again, her hands on her hips. That sly smile she wears sends tingles through their bodies. "And just when I had something wonderful planned for you lovelies."

"And what exactly is that?" Rob asks, placing his drink down.

"Oh, I figured now that you two have been properly awakened to your inner deviants, that you'd want to go around with yours truly."

Dawn glances over at Rob, and Rob glances over at Dawn. They don't have to say anything to each other. They know the answer. The two stand up in silence and motion to Trisha.

She spins around. "Well, well now, so serious. I think we're going to have an amazing time. Come now, follow me!"

The house is empty. The padding of their footsteps louder than they would have ever expected. Trisha leads them up the stairs and down the hall until they make it to a single wooden door at the end of the hall. An old-fashioned lock bars the way, but Trisha reaches into her cleavage to produce an old metal key. "You two have grown so nicely today. I knew I could count on you. Not even Devon can handle what we're going to do, but I'm sure you two will be up to the challenge." She pushes the key into the hole and shudders, biting her lip. "Oooh yes..." With a turn, the door clicks, popping open. "It's been a good long while since I got to use you, dear..." she says, stroking the door tenderly.

She steps inside, untying her kimono and becoming nude once again, her thick ass on display. As she turns slightly, they could get a look at one of her breasts, but the two are quite shocked by the room itself.

A large bed with red satin sheets rests in the middle of the spacious room, enough for three people, most certainly. However, this bed is no ordinary bed. Small openings exist all over it, with all sorts of seams for drawers in the wood. The bed isn't the only thing opened so, as the room itself has these apertures over the ceiling and walls.

"W... what in the world is this for?" Dawn asks. "Cameras or something?"

"Oh, no dear, nothing like that," Trisha says, sauntering over to the bed and sitting on the edge, one leg crossed over the other. The mattress itself seems to quiver in delight at the feel of her skin. She pets it, much like she would a cherished pet. "I have so much expendable income, and such an endless well of perversion, that I decided to make this room nice and special to suit my own needs. The parties were fine for awhile, but eventually, I needed more. Meet my most prized possession... I call it 'The Bed Beast."