Trinity: The Three and the One Pt. 01

Author's Note:

This story was co-written by me and RoleplayLiterate, also known as Vivian White elsewhere. She is an excellent author, and I recommend you give her work a look!

Trinity

The Three and The One

Chapter 1

Cassidy Hart couldn't quite believe what she just heard. "Uh, sorry, I don't think I heard you right." She put her solo cup of watered-down lemonade on the table and glanced quickly around the sunny picnic area to see if there was anyone waiting to laugh at her gullible reaction. Maybe someone was going to pop out with a camera and scream "Punk'd!". But, besides her, the only person within earshot was her best friend, Kelly McDaniel, sitting on the far side of the pavilion. They'd decided to sit apart from the rest of the congregation and talk while everyone else enjoyed the Summer Cookout.

"Hm?" Kelly looked at her over the lip of her cup, the ice clattering as she sucked a piece into her plump lips and started chewing. Her deep brown eyes sparkled and held a hint of amusement as she asked, "What part of the question was confusing?"

"You... did you just seriously ask me to..." Cassidy didn't wanna say it. It felt wrong even thinking something like that. She was shocked Kelly would even joke about something that... dirty. Kelly was usually very open and outspoken, but she wasn't prone to perverted humor. At least, not that Cassidy had ever seen or heard.

Kelly cupped her chin in her hand, elbow leaning on the old peeling table. "To have a threesome with me and Jack? Yeah. I did." She grinned sweetly with just a hint of mischief as her dark-rimmed glasses slipped down the bridge of her nose. The darkness of her coffee-tinted brown eyes was intense as she met Cassidy's own bright blue.

Cassidy sat up straighter and again her eyes darted all around, making sure no one was close enough to hear a happily married mother of two uttering something so bold and obscene. She looked towards the open field across from the pavilion where several games were going on; corn hole, horseshoes, and a game of flag football with the kids against the adults. She wasn't even sure what she was looking for until her eyes found him. Kelly's husband, Jack, was running full tilt across the grass with a gaggle of kids, chasing and screaming like the feral children from Lord of the Flies. He was all smiles, face red and glistening, dark gray hoodie stained with sweat.

Watching the man run, his thighs strong and muscular in his athletic shorts, it was hard not to be impressed by him. A sweet man. Nothing but a giving and solid friend. Never once had he hit on Cassidy, or anyone else for that matter. He only had eyes for Kelly. Her friend was a tall brunette, who had an elegance to her that seemed so natural and effortless that it was hard to imagine her ever being awkward or uncomfortable. Dark, wavy hair fell around her face, framing her strong cheekbones and sweet mouth that was frequently curved upward into a kind, but sly grin. Jack, in contrast, was quieter but still boisterous when the situation called for it. He was the kind of thoughtful friend who noticed when someone was quiet or withdrawn and pulled them into the conversation. Kelly was the social butterfly, able to fly anywhere and shine and be brilliant. Jack was the solid, warm foundation, lifting the mood and making sure everyone enjoyed themselves. They were a couple that everyone looked at with a smile, no exceptions.

This had to be a joke. Kelly and Jack were not the type to... well, Cassidy didn't really know what someone who wanted a threesome was like. Were they actually different from everyone else? Or were there people all around her that were secretly harboring these fantasies? Kelly suddenly felt like she was living an episode of The Twilight Zone. She brushed a strand of red-brown hair from her face that had come undone from the braid she'd tied her hair in that morning, feeling suddenly flushed and nervous.

Kelly crunched another ice cube. "Hey, I see you over there, overthinking things." She grinned and reached out, patting her friend's hand. "Don't be getting all twisted over this. If the answer is 'no' I completely understand. No hard feelings."

"I just..." Cassidy cleared her throat and took a quick drink of her lemonade, suddenly feeling like her mouth was a dessert. "Um, why... uh, why are you asking me? Like, Kelly, are you being serious?" Her cheeks were on fire and her stomach was clenching.

Kelly put her cup down, still resting her chin in her palm. "Yeah. Of course. I wouldn't joke about this. I mean, sex isn't all that special, but I'm not gonna joke around like that. I wouldn't ask you if I didn't take this seriously." Her smile was so disarming and calm.

How in the freaking world is she not... not freaking out like I am? Cassidy screamed in her head. Thankfully, she didn't scream it out for real. Instead, she heaved a slow breath and took hold of her cup because she needed to reassure herself that she was still in the real world and not some sort of dream. "Okay. So. Um. You're asking me to... to uh..."

Kelly was nodding slowly, watching Cassidy process. "Go on." She encouraged.

"To have, um, to have sex with Jack..."

"And me. It's a threesome." She held up three fingers, one of them glittering with her diamond wedding ring.

Cassidy's eyes darted back to the field where Jack was getting mobbed by the kids. He stuck his arms up into the air like he was drowning and cried out with a laugh as the kids swarmed and he vanished beneath them. Cassidy had never thought of Jack in terms of attraction. Of course he was good-looking, there was no denying that. But you just didn't think about your best friend's husband that way. Her brain classified Jack firmly as a friend, not as a sexual prospect. At least, not till now. Suddenly, Kelly's suggestion had blown open a gate in her mind, and she was noticing his muscles. Not overly toned, but they had clean lines. Sweat stuck his grey hoodie to his chest, showing how broad it was. His jaw was firm and square, with a little salt and pepper stubble on it. His grin was electric, and his backside wasn't bad, either.

She shook her head quickly and looked back to Kelly, who was eyeing her with a raised eyebrow and a sly grin, as if she knew Cassidy had been objectifying her husband.

"Did Jack... I mean... was this his idea?" Cassidy still couldn't wrap her head around what she was talking about with her best friend.

Kelly snorted and shook her head, sitting up and brushing her hair back, tying it in a low, messy ponytail. "Are you kidding me? No way. Jack can be pretty wild in bed, but he knows better than to suggest bringing another woman into the bedroom to his wife. I mean, besides a joke here and there. This is all me."

Now Cassidy was even more confused.

Kelly, seeing the stark incomprehension on her best friend's face, laughed warmly, then calmly explained, "So Jack's birthday is coming up in a couple weeks. I was racking my brain Cass, trying to figure out what to get him. The man's impossible to shop for. But then I had this great idea. We've kidded around about three ways and whatnot for years. You know, just meaningless dirty talk. So, I figured, why not for the big four zero, give him what every man fantasizes about, since it's clearly something that turns him on." She folded her arms under her ample chest, her dark t-shirt clinging enough that Cassidy could see an outline of her bra that looked dark purple if she went off the strap that was exposed along her shoulder.

"But... okay, I guess that sort of makes sense. But, why me?" Cassidy bit her lip.

Her friend looked at her with that sweet, slightly exasperated gaze that Cassidy had seen Kelly use a million times with her kids over the years when they were asking questions they should know the answers to. "Well, one, because you're my best friend and I trust you. I'm not just gonna go out and solicit some stranger or whatever. That's just... well, it's too complicated and you never know what you're gonna get‌. If we're gonna do it, we need to trust the third. Not only to respect our wishes, but also for privacy. I don't want someone running around talking about how she made it with the Preacher and his wife." Kelly rolled her eyes and took off her glasses, leaning forward with her elbows on the table, and gazed at Cassidy lovingly, her lips quirking up into a teasing smirk. "Second, I don't know if you noticed Cass, but you're hot."

Cassidy snorted and chuckled, despite her friend's fond smile. "Okay, well, nice way to flatter me, I guess."

"You're welcome," Kelly answered, with a warm chuckle.

"So it wasn't Jack that asked you to ask me?"

"Nope. But when I suggested you, he seemed pretty amicable. Even eager." She wiggled her eyebrows.

Cassidy blushed even deeper. "Uh... wow okay. So... so this is really serious."

Kelly nodded curtly.

"Kelly, I'm flattered that you trust me this much. And that you... a-and Jack thought of me for something this... personal. But Kelly. Be serious. You know I'm not gonna cheat on Collin." Cassidy looked to her friend, scared now that she understood how serious Kelly was.

Kelly's eyes widened. "What? Oh! Oh heavens no, sweety! I'd never, ever ask you to cheat on Collin. We aren't... I'm not talking about you going behind his back. No! I want you to discuss it with him. We don't wanna do this unless everyone is agreeable." She reached out and took Cassidy's hand. "Listen. I'm asking this as a favor for a friend. A little fun. Nothing more. You aren't some bucket list checkbox that Jack's trying to get or some sort of free pass. It's a fun gift. That's all. We trust you. But if you don't want to do it, then we won't pressure you. And if Collin isn't okay with it, then that's totally understandable, too."

Cassidy just nodded. Unsure what to say.

"Just think about it. Talk to Collin. Or not. If you say no, it's no harm, no foul. I promise. I'm not gonna be Mean Girl passive aggressive towards you or anything. I swear." Kelly grinned and squeezed her friend's hand.

"Hey Cass, you ready to go?" Collin came up behind Cassidy, putting his hands on her shoulders tenderly, massaging gently, and gave her cheek a kiss. He looked as happy and boyishly handsome as usual, his light brown hair swept to the side and his kind hazel eyes gleaming with love as he saw his wife. He felt like a sudden anchor reeling Cassidy back to the real world from whatever strange fantasyland Kelly had cast her into. She gratefully put her free hand over the one resting on her shoulder... feeling the ring on her finger acutely with the contact.

Kelly sat up, letting go of Cassidy's hand. "Just think about it." She repeated and got up. "See you later!" She waved to Cassidy and Collin and began walking across the field to see if she could save her husband from the over-enthusiastic children of the congregation.

Cassidy watched her friend leave. She couldn't help but notice how flattering Kelly's tight, dark jeans looked, clinging snugly to her retreating backside.

"Think about what?" Collin asked as Cassidy got up from the table, a curious smile on his face as he laced his fingers through Cassidy's. Her hand still felt like it was tingling from the contact with Kelly.

"Hm? Oh, nothing, just... just girl stuff." Cassidy replied, but she couldn't help looking back at Kelly, waving as she approached her tall, sweaty husband, her hips swaying temptingly in her dark jeans. Jack ran up, giving his wife a big hug, laughing and briefly reaching down to squeeze her behind.

The flush in Cassidy's cheeks warmed up as she wondered, for just a second, what her friend's ass felt like. Then she shook it off and went with her husband to their car.

...

"Ok, Cass," said Collin with a sneaky smile, peeking down into the bowl he had carried in from the car, "guess how much leftover potato salad we have from the 'huge amount we'll never be able to get rid of'?"

"Tell me," Cassidy smiled faintly, hanging the car keys and tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear distractedly.

"None," said Collin with a faint note of smug triumph, tilting the bowl to show her the few remaining yellow smears. "Should have trusted your hubby, sweetheart. The Hart family potato salad recipe never loses." Collin loved cooking, especially for his wife. Cassidy told him it must be one of his love languages, and he had to admit that it was true. Could you blame him for wanting to make sure she ate well? One of his great joys in life was seeing his wife's eyes widen in delight as she ate the first bite of his latest dish. But she never did like potato salad.

Cassidy turned to him with a smile, catching a ray of sunshine just right and piercing right through Collin's heart. She was lovely. As lovely as the day they got married, and Collin ought to know, he would remember that day forever. A petite, slim beauty, with glowing rosy skin. A cute dusting of freckles. And startling blue eyes, clear as a summer day. She was perfect. She was his.

Normally, Cassidy would make a shy quip back at him about the people at the picnic having no taste or something. Collin loved that he was the only one Cassidy felt comfortable teasing... like it was a special privilege. But today, oddly, she just walked up to him and gave him a soft, fleeting kiss, murmuring, "That's wonderful, honey." The look in her eyes was far away. Distracted. Maybe even worried?

Collin frowned. Cass could be a little sensitive. And she wasn't always the best at speaking up for herself when she had a problem. He recognized that one of his jobs in the relationship was to help his wife, even when she didn't come right out and ask for it. Collin laced his fingers through Cassidy's fingers as she pulled away, gently tugging her back to him, cupping her face with his hand, and captured her eyes with his.

"Hey," he said calmly, "What's up?"

Sometimes that was all it took for her to open the floodgates and let him know what was the matter. This wasn't one of those times. Her deep blue eyes skated away from his again, but she didn't pull away. She bit her lip for a second, then said, hesitantly, "Honey, can I ask you a question that might be a little... weird?"

Colin cocked an eyebrow. Ok, this was heading in a bit of an unusual direction. But he was willing to bite. Anything, if it made Cassidy feel better. "Sure. You can ask me anything, babe."

Cassidy was silent for a long moment, concentrating on picking at the hem of her yellow sundress. Then, her eyes flashed upward briefly, and she softly asked one of the strangest questions Collin had ever heard come out of her mouth.

'Honey, have you ever... thought about being with two women at once?"

Collin just stared, blinking at his wife in shock for a few moments. To say the question was out of left field would be an understatement. Cass could be passionate. Sometimes just remembering her warm, adoring words and actions in their marital bed made Collin's blood run hot.

But kinky? Never. Cassidy didn't have a dirty bone in her body, and the only flavor she served was vanilla. Collin's mind whirled, trying to think of where this question could even have come from. The answer was obviously "yes". Collin considered himself a moral person, but he was a man, after all. What red-blooded guy hadn't at least entertained the idea?

However, Collin had been married long enough to know the difference between a true answer and a correct answer for this sort of hypothetical. "No," he said smoothly, "Not really. Just not something I think I would be into."

"Right," said Cassidy swiftly, raising his hand to her lips and giving it a peck before releasing it, "Of course. Sorry. It was a silly question." She began walking away, clearly still distracted by whatever she was thinking about.

Oh. Ohhhhhh. The real answer popped into Collin's head. Cassidy could overthink things sometimes. She must have seen him interacting with one of the other ladies in the church at the picnic and started worrying he was showing some sort of interest. Collin felt a little bad. Not that he had done anything wrong, but that he hadn't answered the question correctly.

Well... there was one sure way to fix the problem if Cassidy was worried about him getting interested in other women...

Collin strode after his wife before she could walk too far away, gripping her hips from behind and pulling her close. She gave a shocked little gasp, startled by the sudden physical contact, and when she turned to look over her shoulder, Collin gave her a kiss deeper and sweeter than the light, breezy kisses they had given each other this afternoon.

He pulled away, finally seeing with satisfaction that he held his wife's full attention. "How can I think about other women when I have you in my bed?" he murmured. "Why don't you come with me, love? I'll show you you're the only woman I need."

Cassidy blushed and smiled, whatever was distracting her, forgotten, at least for the moment. And she leaned in to Collin, kissing him back with a soft murmur. "I'd like that."

...

They shut the door to the bedroom, not that there was anyone else in the house that could hear or see anything they shouldn't. It was more symbolic, the idea that the bedroom was closed and private. What happened there, stayed there.

Cassidy turned to her husband, getting to her toes to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. Lips pressed gently and lovingly, feeling the taste of him and his warm, comforting breath. There was still a knot twisting in her stomach from earlier, the conversation with Kelly still simmering in the back of her mind. Bouncing around and twisting as if it were a rubix's cube that was longing to be solved. Each twist in her mind about the idea made her kiss a little harder, her lips parting and sliding her tongue into Collin's mouth, grazing his teeth and tongue.

His hands moved along her waist, gripping her hips tightly and bunching up her dress as they kissed. Soon he moved his lips from hers to her neck. Along her collarbone. Whispering little soft words of love, praise, words that were just like a light breeze, there and gone again as they drifted over her skin.

Cassidy gripped Collin's hair, tangling her fingers and gripping tightly.

Her husband started pulling up her dress, forcing Cassidy to let go of his neck and lifting her arms up so he could get the dress off. He tossed it aside to the floor, leaving her in her satin, pale pink bikini panties and matching bra. Soft and plain but fitting tightly against her to accent her perky breasts and puffy mound.

The feeling of his eyes on her made her blush. He always did like looking at her. Appraising. Approving. Appreciating. He was a triple A kinda guy. She smiled wide and reached for his shirt, pulling it up and off him quickly, his flat stomach pale with a dusting of dark hair along the trail from his belly button up. Cassidy leaned in, hands on his hips and kissed his chest, little butterfly kisses along his pectorals and down to his stomach, where she started to undo his belt.

Collin felt his heart beating fast and strong in his chest as his wife's tender hands tugged and pulled at his pants. There was something a little different about her today... a sparkle in her eyes, an extra depth in the rosy blush staining her cheeks. He felt his cock respond as he sensed Cassidy's eagerness. As she undid his button, her other hand slipped over to gently rub the swiftly hardening bulge in his pants. Her plump lower lip caught between her teeth as she gazed at the evidence of his arousal.

Collin reached over to flick the light switch off, just as Cassidy usually preferred, but he felt a warm palm placed on his outstretched arm, stopping him. He looked down in surprise to see his wife looking up at him with soft, slightly embarrassed, upturned eyes. "No..." she breathed with a shy smile, "I don't mind today, honey. Let's leave them on." Collin could barely stop himself from grinning ear to ear. Cassidy really was in a funny mood today, but if it meant that she didn't mind him staring at her gorgeous body, he would take this mood any day. He let his hand fall as Cassidy eased his pants off of his hips, his stiff penis tenting out his boxers as it was freed from the confines of his pants.

After clumsily getting Collin's feet out of his pants, Cassidy took his hand and pulled him to the bed. She lay on her back, scooting up so there was room for Collin to crawl up between her legs. The bed shook slightly as her husband got on the bed, laying down between her open thighs. Already she was breathing hard, deep, a little shaky as she watched him smile and put his head between her thighs. Even after all these years of marriage, she still felt embarrassed when Collin got close to her privates. The feeling of his breath. The heat of his skin. His touch. It was like electrical shocks, or stings from a jellyfish, painful, pleasurable, mind numbingly good.

She watched him move close to her panties. The fabric clinging to her, revealing the impression of her pussy. His lips gently pressed against the little indent down the middle and Cassidy watched, letting out a soft groan. "Ohhhh." She shut her eyes for a moment, feeling his warm lips, the heat through the material against her vagina.

He kissed again, a bit higher, finding the little hidden nub of her clitoris, and nuzzled his nose against it for a moment before kissing again.

"Ahh... Collin..." She whispered, desire thick in her voice.

"I love the look of your pussy in panties." He chuckles, kissing along her inner thighs and then back to the middle, this time pushing the flat of his tongue against her making her legs shudder.

Cassidy bit her lip, cheek red with arousal and embarrassment at his comment. It felt so good. The attention. The touches.

What would it be like to have another man doing this?

The thought made her freeze and stiffen for a moment. It ran through her like a speeding train. Unable to slow. No way to stop. Her breathing came faster, heart rate pounding. She moved her hand down to her husband's head, twisting her fingers into his shaggy hair. He really needed a haircut.

Collin kept kissing her panties over her pussy. A little more firm but still sensual and loving, like he was worshiping the treasure hidden behind the thin material.

Cassidy pushed past the thought of another man... Jack?... between her legs... or was it Kelly? Oh dear Lord, what was she thinking?

Her grip tightened on her husband's hair.

Collin was moving upward from her pussy to her stomach.

"No..." Cassidy panted and held her husband, pushing him gently back down to her vagina. Her legs opened wider, needy and hot. "S... stay... there... more... kiss... more..." She was breathless, stammering out words between deep inhales that didn't seem to fill her lungs.

Collin didn't need to be told twice. He pressed his lips stronger, more firmly to the soft, sweet flesh beneath Cassidy's pretty pink panties. His wife's pussy intoxicated him, and this was as close as she would let him get, so to hang in this moment a little longer was an unexpected treat.

He extended his tongue, moving it up her slit with slow, firm pressure. Cassidy whimpered in pleasure, and Collin could see, staring along her gorgeous body, that she had her eyes squeezed shut, her lips parted slightly, getting lost in the sensation. Beneath his probing tongue, he felt an answering heat and wetness beneath the thin covering of cloth. Cassidy was so horny today! He wished he could see this side of her more often. Collin had a sudden urge to tug her panties to the side and taste her directly, feeling his tongue sink deep into that eager wet heat...

But he didn't think that Cassidy would allow that, even with her increased arousal. So he contented himself with breathing deeply, taking in her pleasant scent; the blend of her light, fresh lilac perfume, the slight tang of clean sweat from the warm day, and the deeper, wilder hint of feminine musk from beneath her panties. Normally if she got any hint that Collin was smelling her, Cassidy got horribly self conscious, but today her fingers tightened in his hair and her thighs spread a little wider.

"Y-yes..." she breathed with the mild bedroom rasp in her voice that Collin loved to hear, "Kiss me... kiss me, honey..."

Her wish was his command. He pressed more fervent kisses against his wife's soft panties until moisture soaked through from both sides.

Finally, she let go of Collin's head, the feeling of her arousal and desire flooding through her body to the point she was almost desperate to feel her husband inside her. He quickly started moving up her body with his lips and gentle touches and caresses until he was face to face, kissing her lips hard and deep. Cassidy's hands went down to Collin's boxers, fumbling as she tried to push them down, getting it caught on his erection, pushing it down making her husband gasp in a bit of pain and discomfort and then chuckle as he reached down to help, then also pull at her panties.

It was a fumbling comedic moment of hands and underwear, hands all over trying to untwist and pull down. Finally, Collin's erection, a beautiful smooth penis with a dark head, was free and Cassidy's panties were off, hanging off of her ankle. Her pussy was glistening with need, her tightly trimmed dark bush damp with desire.

Cassidy felt her husband's eyes on her sex, looking at it just like he did with all of her. Loving the view. Like he could look at it all day, like a painting hanging in a museum. His fingers reached down and trailed over her folds, letting one finger slide through her center and making her groan and grab onto him.

She took hold of his face and turned him to look straight into her eyes. "In me..." She whispered desperately. She couldn't even get out a full sentence. Everything inside her was burning. And that thought from before... it was whispering in the background of her sexually charged mind.

Collin nodded and moved himself to her entrance. She gasped, feeling him pushing, stretching her and opening her, moving inside. "Yes." She whispered, never breaking their eye contact.

Collin took a deep, shuddering breath as he pushed forward, pushing past Cassidy's warm, wet lips and entering her velvet depths.

This was his favorite part. Her vulnerability, his feeling of power, but more importantly, their togetherness. The merging, bonding sensation of just being inside her as he pressed his forehead to hers, staring deep into her soft, loving eyes. Her slick walls held him tight and snug, like a warm, developing hug to his penis.

"I love you," he said, softly, but more than loud enough for the only woman in his world to hear.

"I love you too," she said with a soft smile, turning her face upward for a kiss.

As his lips met hers, he began to move, slowly and tenderly. Sometimes it took a little warming up for Cassidy to be ready for full penetration, but once again, his wife surprised him. He slid easily into his full length on the first stroke, and she was so wet that he was able to increase his pace much more quickly than usual.

Every thrust leads to a gasp, a groan. She started to sweat as she pressed her forehead to her husband. The feeling of him inside her was so intense, like the first time on their honeymoon. Her walls clenched against him, lips gripping warm and snug with every movement. "Fuck." She muttered. Usually Cassidy wasn't very dirty in bed, especially when it came to words, but tonight it seemed like a door had been cracked open. "Fuck!" She whispered again when Collin bottomed out inside her and his balls pressed against her ass.

She started to mewl like a kitten. Her orgasm rushed towards her. "Please. Please." She held him tighter. Harder. The sounds of their union echoed in the bedroom. Her legs wrapped around her husband tightly. "There!" She breathed. "Honey... oh yes, there. THERE! AHHHGHG!" Everything in her blew apart. Her orgasm burst like a firework and she saw brilliant lights behind her eyelids as she bit gently on Collin's shoulder, riding out her orgasm.

Colin groaned, feeling the powerful, pulsating grip of his wife's pussy as she came on his cock, his ear ringing with her sweet cries of ecstasy. And then he tipped over the edge, breathing heavily as he pumped forward a few more times, feeling his cock twitch and spurt as he came deep inside his loving wife.

He descended into one more fierce, loving kiss as he felt his cum bursting out, the sweet glow of orgasm surrounding them both as their tongues danced between their lips.

He always thought about making Cassidy a mother in this moment. Maybe it was some deep, genetic instinct, maybe it was just a kink of his. But when his raw penis came inside his wife's wet, orgasming pussy, that was where his mind went. Her smiling and happy with her belly swelling.

They both wanted kids, but it was always "someday". He made a mental note to ask her about it again. Soon.

Collin collapsed to the side, lying beside his wife and pulling her into their customary post-coital snuggle. She nuzzled up against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. And for a moment they just lay there, happy and satisfied and in love.

After a long, pleasant few minutes, Cassidy said quietly, her cheek still pressed to his chest, "Honey... if you had to pick another woman. To... to join us in bed... who would it be?"

Collin looked down in surprise to see that distracted, almost worried look back in Cassidy's eyes. He felt a little perplexed. He was sure that he had solved the issue with his loving words and physical affection.

A few answers flitted through his mind before he could get a hold of himself. Bobbie, the cute barista at the coffee shop that Cassidy liked. Kelly, Cassidy's tall, curvy, confident best friend. Jenna, one of his friends he had a crush on in college. But he put a lid on that train of thought immediately. This question was a layup. There was only one answer.

"No one. Nobody but you," he answered firmly, looking deep into her distracted eyes.

The look stayed in his wife's eyes. Uncertainty. Concern. Cassidy finally smiled, "You're sweet, dear." She gave him a brief, warm kiss and then gently extracted herself from his arms, sliding out of bed.

Usually the lights were off when Cassidy got up to go clean up after sex, but tonight the lights were on and bright. Her skin, only lightly tanned, glistened with sweat as she walked to the bathroom, the view of her backside exquisite. The cheeks of her ass bounced lightly and there was a glistening between her thighs, some of Collin's semen dripping along her lips and her thighs.

Cassidy vanished behind the bathroom door, leaving her husband to lie on the bed, bemused by his wife's strange questions.

...

As Cassidy stepped out of her car, she could see that Kelly was already waiting for her. Today, they were meeting at the Cherry Blossom Grill, a cute little Japanese restaurant outside the South Penn Mall. Kelly was sitting at a table on the outdoor patio with a small cup of sake cradled in her hand. Dressed in simple red jeans and a white sweater, hair in a ponytail and her glasses pushed up on her forehead, she was the perfect picture of peace and tranquility under the cherry blossom trees that were planted around the patio.

Cassidy just couldn't understand how her friend could be so cool and calm after what she'd suggested the other day. It'd only been a few days since the conversation and she'd thought she had gotten over Kelly's disturbing offer through a discussion with her husband at home, but it was still banging around inside her head at every opportunity. When she was watering the flowers and other plants at her flower shop, Plenty of Petals. When she was ordering stock and making flower arrangements. Even when she was shoveling compost or fertilizer, the idea of a threesome with her best friends kept popping up like a stubborn weed.

She stood next to her car in the parking lot for a moment, watching her friend and trying to prepare herself. This was their regularly scheduled mid-week lunch. Nothing special. Just drinks, food, good company, and a chance to relax a little during the day. But Cassidy was positive that the question of a threesome was going to come up again. How could it not? It was a big question. A big ask. Kelly must have been stressing over it too, right?

But her friend looked like she didn't have a care in the world.

Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly, Cassidy grabbed her purse, smoothed down the front of her flannel button-up, and started the short march across the parking lot to the patio.

Kelly turned at her approach and smiled her usual confident, charming smile. It was the smile that made her such a good saleswoman at the local art gallery. It was the smile that made her job ridiculously high paying thanks to all the commissions she made on her sales. "Hey, you!" She stood up, putting down her sake, and grabbed Cassidy in a tight hug.

Cassidy was acutely aware of her friend's ample chest pressing against her own. She smelled amazing as well... the warm velvety smell of gardenias tickled Cassidy's nose from her friend's light perfume. A heat rose along Cassidy's neck as she felt Kelly's breath on it before she moved away.

"Sit down. I ordered us some sushi." Kelly sat back down, pushing out a chair opposite her with her foot. "How's your day?"

Cassidy sat, a little thrown off by her friend's greeting. "Um. It was... it's good. The store has been a little slow, but that's normal. It'll be picking up soon, so I'm trying to be prepared for that. But it feels like there's never enough time to get it all just right."

Kelly was nodding, sitting back in her chair, listening intently while holding her sake. Cassidy kept having to force herself to maintain eye contact. Something about Kelly seemed... overpowering. The lovely tint of her friend's brown eyes. The curve of her lips. The swell of her breasts in her sweater.

"So, yeah. Just... typical I guess." Cassidy smiled and poured herself some sake. She really wasn't much of a drinker, but she felt like it would be rude to not join in. However, Kelly was never one to feel like she was the odd person out in any situation. "How have things been for you?"

"The Gallery's been busy." She said, sitting forward with her elbows on the table, holding her cup thoughtfully. "We had this... I don't know, some rich a-hole come in looking for 'art'. That's all he said. 'Art.'" She said it in a snooty, nasally way that drew a giggle from Cassidy. "So, you know me. I like to give the people what they want. I loaded him up with 'art'. Some of the most expensive pieces, some we've had for freaking ever." She started chuckling. "Needless to say, lunch is on me for the rest of the year." She started cackling with laughter now and Cassidy couldn't help joining her.

This really wasn't what she was expecting. Cassidy had fully prepared herself to fend off more requests for some lewd liaison with Kelly and her husband. She thought about things she'd say. How she would respond and let her friend down gently. But Kelly was acting like nothing had happened. Like she hadn't asked Cassidy to violate her marriage vows and join her and Jack in the throes of passion...

Okay. She needed to get her head together. Even that brief thought about Kelly's proposition had sent a flush of heat spreading between her legs. As she continued laughing, Cassidy crossed one thigh tightly over the other, trying her best to keep a firm lid on the strange feelings that had been troubling her lately. And it didn't help that the panties she'd chosen, light green boy shorts, were a little too tight and rubbing against her. Not helping. At. All.

A waiter came with their sushi and the two friends fell into a pleasant silence as they ate. Between sushi bites, they chatted casually about work and home, about Kelly's kids, and how they'd be going off to college next summer. How they were out of the house a lot between school and work and friends.

"Already feels like we have an empty nest sometimes," Kelly said once she finished her Rainbow Roll and put her chopsticks down. "Don't get me wrong, I'm loving the quiet and the extra time me and Jack have now, but... well, ya know, sometimes you get comfortable with something and think there's nothing else. Then, when suddenly there's a change, an opportunity for something new, it's hard to wrap your head around it." Kelly shrugged and put her chin in her hands as she leaned on the table, looking at Cassidy. "Know what I mean?"

Cassidy bit her lip, thinking. She sort of did, but not about kids. She and Collin had talked about children, but things always seemed to pop up and to push the decision further and further out. Sometimes she thought they should just take the plunge and do it. But Collin was way too responsible for that. "Yeah, I guess."

"Well good. Because I don't." Kelly laughed.

They lapsed into a comfortable silence for a bit, enjoying the warm weather and letting their food settle. But inside, Cassidy was still wrestling with the things her friend had said at the picnic. She played with her chopsticks thoughtfully for a minute, bending and tapping them. The tension built inside as she kept thinking about what Kelly had said. Have a threesome with me and Jack... You're hot, Cassidy... A little fun, nothing more...

She snapped her sticks in half. Kelly jumped at the sound and looked over at Cassidy.

"Okay." Cassidy put the broken pieces of wood on the table. "Explain it to me." She met Kelly's confused gaze.

"Explain what?" Kelly turned her full attention to Cassidy.

"This... this idea you had for Jack's birthday. The... the three way." She said the last as a whisper and leaned in, looking around to make sure no one was close enough to listen.

Kelly smiled. "Cass, hon, I think it's pretty self-explanatory. I would like to invite you to join me and Jack, my husband, in our bedroom for a night of kinky, fun sexual deviance." She gave a flirty, teasing grin as she picked up one of her own chopsticks and tapped the end on Cassidy's nose playfully.

Cassidy went red as a rose. "Yeah. I get that. And I... I guess I get why you're asking me. Trust. I understand that. But... is that really the only reason? Like, am I just some safe choice?" She bit the inside of her cheek as she realized what she was implying.

Kelly seemed to catch on to the implication as well and put a hand on Cassidy's leg, gently rubbing over the dark jeans on her knee. "Cass, you're a safe choice. Of course. But no. That's not why. At least not the sole reason. Not even the first reason. I meant it when I said you were hot. You're a very attractive woman. I mean, girl, I don't know if you've noticed, but guys sit up and take notice when you walk into a room. Jack and I are pretty open about sex and attraction. We've talked plenty about free passes and all that stuff. Mostly as a joke... sometimes as foreplay. But you'd better believe when we gave each other a top five no-consequence hook-up list, you were at the top of Jack's list." Cassidy gulped. Jack, the warm, handsome husband of her best friend. The Preacher at their church. Had thought about her like... like that? She had gotten the implication from her conversation with Kelly earlier that he wouldn't say no, but... wow. The top of his list?

Seeing Cassidy's eyes grow hazy and thoughtful, Kelly squeezed her knee tightly, bringing her focus back. "And my list too."

The words echoed in Cassidy's head. And my list too... She met her friend's dark eyes and saw sweet care and comfort there. There wasn't any predatory lust or desire. Just... what was it? Oh! Attraction!

Cassidy swallowed a lump in her throat. Was Kelly's hand a little higher than her knee now? "Uh... Kelly, are... are you telling me you're... um..."

Kelly sat back in her chair, taking her hand away from Cassidy's leg. Cassidy tried not to think about how she wanted the warmth and strength of that hand back.

"Bi?" Kelly sighed and pulled her hair out of its ponytail, combing her fingers through it. "Not strictly. It's a pretty wide spectrum. I really don't care about classifying it. But, yes I do have some attraction to girls, but it's more of a..." She bobbed her head side to side, thinking. "An intimacy thing. Like, if I have really powerful feelings for someone, care about them, trust them, then I have an attraction to them. And you're my best friend, Cass. Have been for years. How could I not find you attractive?" Her smile was soft, sweet and... it sent tingles all through Cassidy as she sat quietly listening.

So Kelly had also thought about her... like that. The idea was scary, but fascinating. It sounded like Kelly had put a lot of thought into her attraction to other women, but this was the first time Cassidy was thinking about it at all. If you had asked her a week ago, she would have said she was as straight as a woman could be. But then why was this conversation with her best friend making the warmth between her legs grow and spread alarmingly?

Dear Lord! Why were her panties suddenly damp?

"Oh." Was all Cassidy managed.

Kelly just nodded, as if she understood.

"So... okay, so I'm like your number one choice then," Cassidy said with a shy smile, feeling a little proud about that‌.

Her friend laughed and nodded. "Yep. Pretty much our only choice. If you aren't in, then we aren't gonna do it." She shrugged. "Guess I'll have to get Jack a tie."

Cassidy pinched the bridge of her nose as she started giggling. "Noooooo. Don't do that. That's hardly a consolation for a threesome." It felt good to joke with her friend, even in this strange, tense moment. It helped her to feel a little more centered.

Quiet descended again. Kelly was obviously giving Cassidy time to think. Very few people did that. Everyone always wanted a quick answer, but Cassidy liked to think things through. To let things take root and grow slowly to their full potential. This idea had solidly taken root. But was it going to have enough of a chance to grow?

"Hypothetically..." Cassidy began. "If I said yes, it probably wouldn't matter. Collin would never go for it."

Kelly grinned, her eyes smoky as she peered over her glasses. "Well, you'd be surprised. Guys think more with their little ding dongs than they care to admit."

They both burst out laughing.

"Okay. Okay. But... I mean, how would I even approach Collin about this...?" Cassidy was already talking like this was going to happen. She was living in a paradox, the desire and curiosity to say yes, but the inevitable knowledge that a yes would still mean no because her husband would never share her like that in a million years.

Kelly moved her chair closer to Cassidy. "Well, I have some ideas..." She started explaining what she thought Cassidy could say and how she could say it.

Cassidy sat and listened intently while their knees touched, making Cassidy feel warm straight down to her now seriously soaked underwear.