How about renting Three-Leg Jack's island castle?

Doe read from the special services brochure.

"Three-Leg Jack's Castle. A islet retreat featuring a luxuriously refitted pirate's mansion, sheltered beach and ocean plunge. Comfortable modern bedroom and bath facilities, including whirlpool and sauna, are available. Staff includes cook-housekeeper, boat pilot-handyman, and masseuse. Full standard bar and snacks available at all hours, with special requests cheerfully stocked.

"Red Envelope guests will appreciate the availability of pleasure supplies in the red-tabbed cabinets in every bedroom, bathroom, parlour, and kitchen. Several areas are suitable for pleasurable gatherings. The Eyrie commands a broad view of the sea and is especially memorable for sunset meetings. The Snug is a cozy hideaway paneled in rustic ship's boards, furnished with sumptuous cushions and carpets and decorated with prints of saucy pirate escapades. Porthole windows offer glimpses of the sea to windward, particularly cheering with a roaring fire chasing back a storm. Davy Jones' Locker is a glass-walled room under sea level next to the ocean plunge, looking out onto a reef of colorful fish and sunken ruins. The Brig is equipped with leather benches, stocks, and frames for atmosphere or gentle chastisements. The Palm Verandah may be furnished with cushions for al fresco encounters. Throughout the property, any number of cozy nooks invite spur-of-the-moment indulgence. A large costume wardrobe is available for those who want to dress the for the setting, pirate lass, rich sea-captain, savage islander, sailor boy, or whatever you can dream up."

"Why did they call him Three-Leg Jack?" John asked.

"It doesn't say," she said.

John said, "It sounds like you could hold a swinger convention there. We'd never make it through all the rooms."

"But we could try!" Doe said.

John said, "Do you think our friends will like the place? I'm wondering if they'll end up scattered all over the house."

"Well, Latifah will be in the water as much as she can. Justin will try and drag her out. Probably all I'll have to do to get her out is to put a few moves on her man," Doe said.

John laughed. "Not that she's jealous so much as she hates being left out. And I don't mind a little swimming myself," he said.

"Do I ever know you," Doe said, teasingly, "Baby got back."

"And so do you, darling," he said. "Why did you think I used to call you Miss Willendorf?"

Doe sniffed. "I'm not complaining," she said. "Not much."

John continued, "If there's a library, we'll have to drag Justin out."

"By his cock, as usual," Doe said, laughing. "Rosalia will want to dress up. Franz too."

"She'll want to be a bad girl so we have to take her to The Brig," John said. "Sounds like Franz will like The Snug."

Doe continued, "And listen, it also says:

"Red Envelope guests engaging Three-Leg Jack's Castle will be pleased to know that our pleasure course instructors make house calls. If it's your pleasure to learn erotic cooking or massage techniques, to arrange a demonstration of the latest pleasure devices and accessories, please let us know when we are planning your visit. Pleasure courses in section 3 and Events in section 4 may be arranged at the Castle. Facilitators are also available to help you set the tone for your own pleasurable encounters, including conducting erotic games and discovery sessions and custom "full contact" erotic instruction. Please let us know early if you desire a facilitator so that we can assure that a choice facilitator suited to your desires is available."

"Did you want to do a course?" John asked.

"I was thinking that by the second afternoon, you boys will probably be pretty tired, and we girls will crave an interesting diversion," Doe said. "I'll see if Latifah and Rosalia like anything off the list."

"Well, let's sleep on it, darling," John said.

"We should probably make an early night of it," she said, "But sleep isn't the first thing on my mind." She turned around and tugged loose the tie of his robe. It slithered open to reveal a firm erection pointing straight at her. "Yours neither?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, maybe n...ah yeah!" he cried, as his wife knelt down and swallowed his cock. "Oh sugar," he said. She pushed him back toward the foot of the bed, and he sat down. She sucked him in again. His hands reached down, groping toward her breasts. She parted her robe and lifted them up, capturing his cock between them. "Oh yeah," John sighed. He cupped Doe's breasts to support them and thrust gently between their warm, soft curves.

Doe's hand went down to her pussy, quickly stroking herself as her husband pleasured his cock between her breasts, prodding her lips now and then. The fingertips of her other hand gently touched his cock root, softly guiding his thrusts, feeling the pulse of his arousal.

"Oh fuck, get up here," John said. He bent forward and took Doe under her shoulders, lifting her up onto his lap. "I just wanna eat you up," he said. He kissed her lips, her cheeks, her neck under the corner of her jaw. "Uh!" he grunted, as she took his cock in hand. Bending forward and lifting her breasts, he kissed each nipple, licked, sucked hard.

"Ahhh," Doe sighed. "Ohhhh. Oooh. Yeah, eat me raw, baby," she crooned.

He stroked her buttocks, squeezed handfuls, pinched gently. "Grade A, woman," he muttered. He took a prominent nipple into his mouth and hummed "Mmmmmnn" as he licked and nibbled. He released her and lay back on the bed. "Scoot on up," he said, beckoning to her.

She straddled his torso and knee-walked up to his head, then stepped over his shoulders to kneel over his face. His hands covered her buttocks again, squeezed, took hold, and pulled her forward.

"Oh fuck," she said, when his hot, wet tongue parted her labia. "Oh yeah..." she whined, as the questing tip licked up and down her clit. "Oh...OH!" she cried, her hips shaking with her first orgasm. And "OH!" as she rose to her second one. Her knees trembled, and John helped her roll onto the bed on her side. "Get it in me," she said.

John kneeled behind Doe. He helped her pull back her top knee slightly, and guided his cock into her pussy. He eased himself down to lie beside her, wrapped his arms around her breasts from behind, and started gently thrusting in and out, in and out. She sighed and crooned. More slow, steady even thrusts, minute after minute. Finally a throaty groan burst from his lips. His toes curled. "Oh this is it this is....AH!" he cried. His hips convulsed with a few final thrusts.

He fell back and lay on his side, quickly sinking toward sleep. She rolled back and watched his face, soft in repose, as she reached down to give herself one more orgasm at her fingers. She lay there savoring the glow. Then she reached out and turned off the light, and rested. Finally she could no longer hear his snores, and she slept.