Trinity: The Three and the One Pt. 02

Once again, this is a special collaboration with my very talented cowriter, RoleplayLiterate (known as Vivian White elsewhere on the internet). If you like this story, check out her stuff as well! You won't be disappointed.

Because Chapter 2 ends on a cruel cliffhanger, Chapter 3 will release a week from now rather than a month later. Look for it next week!

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Chapter 2

Collin and Cassidy lay together in the cool dim of their bedroom, basking in the afterglow of a shared orgasm. These were the moments that Collin treasured the most with his wife. A time of warm togetherness.

But this time, the post-coital cuddles had been spoiled.

"Honey... I have something to ask you..." Cassidy's words were deeply serious.

Collin did his best to be patient as he watched Cassidy wringing her hands nervously, lying just a few feet away from him. Collin's wife was as lovely as usual, her slim, naked beauty pressing enticingly up into the thin sheet covering her. But her body wasn't important right now. Not when she was wearing that expression. Cassidy's face was flushed pink and her lower lip was trapped between her teeth. This had to be important for her to so dramatically announce it right after sex.

Had something bad happened at the store? Was it her parents? Collin wanted her to spit it out, but he knew that pushing his wife right now wouldn't help her nerves one bit.

Cassidy picked at the hem of the sheet, biting at her lip as she tried to organize her thoughts. Despite having gone over what she was going to say nearly a hundred times since meeting with Kelly, the thoughts and words kept getting jumbled in her mind. She'd waited until the weekend to ask her husband because she didn't want to have the stress of the workday or whatever responsibilities they had to get in the way. This could turn into a long conversation. Even a fight. And Cassidy wanted plenty of space and time to discuss everything earnestly and honestly. Having the conversation after sex had been Kelly's idea. Hopefully, her husband would be relaxed and happy enough to actually give the shocking question a chance.

But now, she was having a hard time getting the words she'd memorized out. Kelly had talked to her about what to say, how to say them, and suggest them, and... she'd even suggested a trump card to use if all else failed. First, though, she had to get the question out. So Cassidy took a deep breath, smoothed the sheets over her hips, and met Collin's worried gaze.

"Honey..." Her eyes darted away for a second, then back. "The other day, at the picnic, Kelly asked me for a favor." There, that was a good start.

Colin frowned in confusion. This wasn't the direction that he had expected to go. Kelly had been Cassidy's best friend for... well, for a long time. Collin knew Kelly pretty well by this point, although not as well as Cassidy did. She was a caring woman, and it was unusual for her to do anything that might upset his wife like this.

"What was it?' he asked, concern clear in his voice.

"She..." Cassidy took another deep breath. But, instead of coming out calm and collected, the words tumbled out and ran together. "SheaskedifIwouldbeinterestedinhavingathreesomewithherandJack."

Collin stared at his wife. He took a slow beat, failing completely to absorb his wife's words. Even when he managed to absorb them, they still didn't make any sense. "Wait..." he said, shaking his head. "I think I misunderstood you. Say that again."

"Ohhh Collin," Cassidy put her face in her hands, cheeks on fire. "Don't make me repeat myself! It's embarrassing enough to say it once!" She waited a beat, picking out each word slowly from her brain, "Kelly asked if I would... be intimate with her and Jack. For his birthday. Like, as a special present."

Collin felt his hand form a fist on its own beneath the sheets. Kelly... the sweet, caring friend that had helped Cassidy through thick and thin, and Jack, the charismatic preacher at their church. They had asked his delicate, shy wife for... for...

"So... this is a joke right? Is this some sort of... what, I don't know, prank?" Collin asked, his voice strained. But judging by the look on his wife's face, this wasn't anything to laugh at. His shock was giving way to anger. Or, at least indignation. A thousand questions shouted in his mind, but one seemed most important:

"And you told her 'no', right? Obviously?"

Cassidy sighed. Of course she'd said no. At least the first time. But then she just couldn't get the question out of her head. The idea. The fantasy. There was a feeling of flattery and pride that Kelly trusted her so much that she'd ask her for something so intimate. Plus... well... maybe she'd also been wondering about Jack. And Kelly. About... things...

Her cheeks began heating up. An image of Kelly in her underwear slithered into her mind's eye. She'd seen her friend changing plenty of times for pool parties or when they went shopping together and tried on clothes. The thought of her friend's body had never really triggered anything before, but now, this door had been cracked open, those memories were being tinted with a rosy hue of desire. Kelly was good looking. A very fine body. Cassidy had always known that. But now it seemed to mean something completely different. And Jack... well, the man's smooth and lightly defined abs and the slight V of muscle along his waist spoke for themselves.

It didn't surprise Cassidy that Collin was upset. Confused. She had been too, at first. Kelly and her had discussed how her husband might have this very reaction. But watching it happen in real time was uncomfortable, to say the least.

"Well, I mean, yes, but... we talked a bit more about it and..." Cassidy bit her lip, her face the very picture of anxiety. "I sort of promised I'd talk to you about it. Just, ya know, to see if you might be open to the idea."

Collin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, counting to three. Cassidy was a bundle of stress right now, and snapping at her wouldn't help. This wasn't her fault... It was Kelly's. Jack's. Suddenly, across the canvas of his closed eyes, Collin pictured Jack. Tall, broad, and smiling in a way that Collin had always found charming, until this moment. The image conjured a sudden twinge of inferiority. Collin didn't make a habit of comparing himself to other men, but Jack was more athletic than him, and, although handsomeness was subjective, Collin thought that if the congregation held a vote for the hottest man in church, Jack would be in the top five easily. Where would Collin rank?

Then, for one horrible moment, the image of Jack dissolved into a much more upsetting fantasy. The tall, square-jawed preacher rolling on a bed with Cassidy, their naked, sweaty skin rubbing against each other as their lips locked hungrily...

Collin's eyes shot open, and he pushed the filthy fantasy away with all his might, trying to ignore the stirring between his thighs from the idea. Instead he focused on his wife, who was still watching him nervously.

"So," he said with a sigh, "You're actually considering going through with this? Having sex with our preacher?"

The vivid fantasies returned to Cassidy's mind when her husband bluntly described the arrangement. Sex with Jack. All those old lessons about sex and sexual anatomy came back to her from school. The penis. The vagina. Jack... if she went through with this, Jack would be inside her. Just the simple, anatomically correct thought made Cassidy's chest burn and her pussy feel damp, just like they had when she'd gone to lunch with Kelly. But it wasn't just that she'd be with Jack. This was a threesome. Three. Jack. Her. AND Kelly. She'd be with Kelly naked... most likely touching, at least a little. Maybe even... kissing?

A chill went through Cassidy. The hairs on her arms prickled and goosebumps ran their way all along her skin as she thought about Kelly's lips. Jack's lips. Maybe... both of them together?

Dear Lord, when did I get so perverted? She thought.

Finally, she just shrugged, the arousing thoughts still blooming in her head.

Cassidy looked mortified to Collin's eyes, a furious blush migrating from her face to her neck and chest. She was as red as one of the roses from her shop. Well, at least she understood how crazy of a discussion this was.

"Collin, don't be like that," she said gently. "This isn't about me wanting to have sex with Jack. Kelly just wants to give him a big surprise for his fortieth birthday. It's a favor. Strictly... like a transaction. She trusts me to not be weird about it. Listen, I know it's a big, huge, unconventional request. But, if you think about it, it's just one fun night. A... sort of girls night out kinda thing. Kelly wants to be a little wild. It's not like she's asking me to run away with them or anything. I understand it's kind of a big ask, but Kelly has been super sweet about it all. So don't be upset with her."

How could he not be upset? Another man wanted to have sex with his wife. And she was actually thinking about it. Suggesting it as if Jack was just borrowing a cup of sugar. As if that wasn't insulting or emasculating. And yet, there was something oddly compelling about the casualness of it, like it was some simple transaction. Collin had something Jack wanted, and he was asking to try it. To experience it for himself. Thinking about Cassidy in terms of a bargaining chip felt wrong. But that didn't stop Collin from having to shift slightly in bed, adjusting the sheets over his crotch so his wife wouldn't see the sudden growth happening. Luckily, what Cassidy had just said put everything into perspective. It made sense now. Sometimes Cass was just too much of a people-pleaser.

"Well, I'm sorry babe," Collin said, reaching out and cupping his wife's blushing cheek. Her eyes lifted to his, startled by his sudden touch. "It sounds like Kelly put you in an awful position. It's hard to just refuse your best friend a favor right to her face, right? Well, don't worry. I can be the 'bad guy'. Just tell her that your husband said 'no'."

Collin expected his wife's face to flood with relief now that he had offered her an out, but strangely, her eyes darted away from his, her expression carefully neutral.

"So, it's a hard 'no' from you then?" she asked softly.

"Pardon my French, but a hard 'hell no'," Collin stated firmly.

Cassidy looked... reluctant for a moment. She bit her lip like she did sometimes when she was thinking hard.

This was the outcome that Kelly and she had discussed. Collin wasn't a prude. Not really. But he wasn't exactly adventurous, either. And neither was she. Maybe that's why Kelly's indecent suggestion felt so attractive. It was out of Cassidy's comfort zone. Like trying a new restaurant, or going on a roller coaster for the first time. You didn't know what to expect, and that's what made it so exciting. But Collin didn't understand that yet. And Cassidy couldn't blame him.

She thought back to the part of the conversation with Kelly, when her crafty best friend had revealed their trump card. The tactic she was positive would secure Collin's agreement no matter what...

"So, if Collin's answer is a hard, firm, 'no'. And, let's be honest, it probably will be knowing him. I have one other suggestion." Kelly leaned in conspiratorially. "We could offer him a trade. Or at least suggest it."

"A trade?" Cassidy didn't understand. Were they going to exchange goats or dried goods like some ancient merchants?

Kelly grinned, her wide smile holding a trace of sly desire. "A trade. If you help Jack and me... I will help you two."

Cassidy, ever the innocent, still didn't catch on. Her head tilted in polite confusion.

Her friend chuckled sweetly. "Honey. Tell him if you have a threesome with me and Jack, then I would repay the favor. Collin could have a threesome with you and me." Her finger tapped Cassidy's nose like she was a child. "Or, I don't know. We can figure something out that satisfies everyone. Whatever that looks like," she added lightly with a wave of her hand.

The idea rocked Cassidy's world, even more so than the initial ask. Now they were talking about, not just one taboo sexual encounter, but two.

"You... you're not suggesting we lie, right?"

"No! Of course not. I'm serious. If you both want to invite me into your bedroom, then I'm willing to join you. At least, if that's something Collin's interested in. I would need to convince Jack, but he can't say 'no' to me. And fair is fair, after all. I guess we could negotiate something else but trust me, just hinting at the possibility will get that man's mind going. Drop the suggestion and see how he reacts. Like I said, boys think with that thing between their legs way more than they care to admit. And if the idea of you with me and Jack doesn't appeal, maybe the possibility of you and me and him will."

Cassidy pushed the memory aside and met her husband's gaze again, firming up her resolve. She wasn't sure how she felt about the idea of sharing him with Kelly, but if she was going to dive into this, then she needed to be open to the possibilities that came with it.

"Collin, honey," she glanced cautiously away, still organizing her thoughts, then continued. "Kelly told me that if you'd be willing to help with this, she'd be really, really, grateful. It's a big favor and she knows that sometimes big favors mean giving back." She leveled her gaze at her husband, trying to communicate the implications of what she was suggesting.

Collin gave her an incredulous look. "Well... that's nice honey, but I don't see how..." Then he stopped, his words trailing off as he put together the embarrassed look on his wife's face with the emphasis she had placed on her words. He gulped.

"Grateful..." Collin murmured.

"Yeah." Cassidy nodded, a shy smile quirking her lips. "Very. Grateful." She nodded quietly with each word, trying to emphasize them. Her husband wasn't dense, but he was about as innocent as she was, so this sort of innuendo might be a little out of his league.

Well... in Collin's opinion, that certainly put a different spin on the question. Maybe what was being proposed wasn't so much a giveaway as it was an exchange. That was a crude way to put it, obviously. It was a fun, kinky little experiment with mutual respect and boundaries and autonomy and yadda yadda yadda. The point, as far as Collin was concerned, was that a more equitable exchange wouldn't feel like Jack was stealing his wife.

And, honestly, Kelly was hot. Tall, dark, and curvy, with a quick laugh and a wicked sense of humor. Even if it made him shallow, the fact Kelly would be... grateful certainly made the deal feel sweeter.

Collin couldn't help but remember one of the handful of double dates he and Cassidy had gone on with Kelly and Jack. They had gone to a haunted house around Halloween. Pretty cheap and hokey, but enough to make the ladies shriek. In one room, Kelly must have been so freaked out that she mistook Collin for Jack, despite the height difference, and grabbed him in fear, pressing her soft, lovely body up against him in a way that made Collin's heart pound for reasons unrelated to the Vampire that had popped out of the closet. The thin sweater she'd been wearing didn't do much to pad against her chest as she rubbed against his arm. And maybe Collin was wrong, but he swore that for just a moment, he'd felt the brush of a stiff nipple against his skin.

Kelly had been apologetic afterward, but not embarrassed. She just said, "Sorry, big guy! You must have looked so manly I thought you could protect me!" She patted his chest and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Guess you're my hero." And with a wink she'd gone to take her husband's arm, laughing about her cute mistake.

Just a stupid memory. One that Collin should have forgotten. But hadn't.

"And how would you feel about... Kelly and her... gratitude?" He asked, reading his wife's reaction carefully.

Cassidy had gone over the possibility over and over. It sounded fair if she thought about it in simple terms of a transaction. A favor for a favor. But could she really watch her husband with another woman? Was it fair to not want him to do it, but wanting him to let her do it? Marriage was about give and take; understanding and agreement, even when there were immutable differences. But... asking to be allowed to go out and have sex with someone else, while not being willing to let him do the same seemed very unfair. But also... exhilarating.

She gave a noncommittal shrug. "If everyone's happy and agreeable. Then... fair is fair." It was simple and true. The underlying emotions and implications could be dealt with later.

Collin's mind was reeling now, and now there was no hiding the tent forming around his crotch. The idea of Cassidy being with another man felt awful... But, on the other hand, this might be the only opportunity he ever had to experience that forbidden male fantasy: two women at once. And it had practically fallen into his lap! With a smoking hot woman! It was the kind of thing Cassidy would never bring to him on her own, and he could never suggest it to Cassidy either. This strange, rare chance was the only one he would get. He was sure of it.

Collin licked his lips, thinking carefully, then said, "So... Hypothetically... If I were to say yes. How exactly would this work?"

***

Having coffee after church used to feel normal. Even boring. But today Cassidy couldn't help but fidget and feel out of place, like the surrounding people somehow knew what she was here to discuss with her friends.

Kelly and Cassidy were seated at an outdoor table, as far as they could get from the other patrons having afternoon cold brews or smoothies. They sat across from each other, both wearing lovely Sunday sundresses. Cassidy's was a pale blue; Kelly's a striking orange. Right now, they were simply waiting in silence as Jack gathered their orders. Kelly seemed perfectly at ease with the quiet, sitting with her hands folded in her lap and looking at some birds lazily flying by. Cassidy, on the other hand, felt like she was a spring, wound tight and ready to burst.

"Okay ladies. I come bearing caffeine." Jack smiled, walking up to the table carrying a tray of drinks. Cassidy tried not to look at his arm, the lean muscles flexing as he held the tray in one hand. "Vanilla iced late for the cool, elegant love of my life." He handed Kelly her drink as she favored him with an amused grin. "White chocolate cappuccino for the best gardener I've ever met. And for myself, a caramel monstrosity of flavors and whipped topping. More ice cream than coffee, really." He put the tray down on the table and sat between Cassidy and his wife. He wore a nice pair of slacks and a white button down, his tie and jacket discarded after church had ended and they'd agreed to meet at the coffee shop down the block.

Even in such a simple Sunday outfit, Jack was attractive. His slacks were just the right amount of tight along his thighs and backside. His shirt fit perfectly; not tight, but fitted enough to show that the man had some definition to his torso. His body was hard not to notice, though Cassidy was trying. Shamefully, even when Jack had been up in front of the congregation for the sermon this morning, she'd felt her eyes drifting all over the man, especially to his midsection, and lower too.

Get a grip, Cassidy. Try to at least not objectify the preacher during church!

Cassidy gripped her coffee, letting the warmth flow through her. The day was nearly perfect and the coffee just added a bit to the heat she was already feeling under her collar, being so close to Jack and Kelly. Maybe she should have gotten something cold? No, cold coffee just didn't taste right to her. Plus, she loved white chocolate. She sipped her drink and let her eyes drift to the married couple across from her.

They were relaxed, Jack's hand having found Kelly's as they held their drinks in their free hands. Cassidy had seen them like this dozens of times. They were acting like this was just another casual meeting between friends. It seemed like if a discussion was going to be had, then Cassidy would need to start it.

"Okay." Cassidy took a deep breath and kept her coffee close, holding it like a buffer between her and the two people across the table. "So, Collin has... agreed. Uh, well, mostly. I mean, he said y-yes." She stammered.

Kelly grinned wide and Jack gave a half smile, his cheeks tinting pink. Maybe from embarrassment. Maybe from the sunshine. Cassidy couldn't tell.

"See. Told you. Where is your generous hubby, by the way? Is he coming?" Kelly swirled her iced coffee and took a sip.

"Oh, uh, no... he's not. He was busy, and he said I could handle this discussion since,... well, since it's just about us." Cassidy bit the inside of her cheek. "And yeah, you were right. I had to play the... fair-is-fair card." The idea of that... having a threesome with Kelly and Collin, still didn't sit quite right with her, though she didn't fully understand why. But she pushed that aside for another day.

"You men. Always thinking with the wrong head." Kelly nudged her husband with her elbow.

"Hey now. This wasn't my idea, remember? YOU brought it up. So, if anyone's thinking with something between their legs, it's you." Jack patted her hand, with an embarrassed, charming smirk. Cassidy noticed that the tall, handsome preacher seemed to be having difficulty meeting her eyes. Or was that just her imagination?

"Whatever." Kelly rolled her eyes behind her glasses, then brought her attention back to Cassidy. "So, Collin's on board. And I assume you still are too. So what is it you wanted to discuss?" Kelly was suddenly very business-like, her inner saleswoman shining through. Cassidy's best friend had always enjoyed hashing out contracts to make sure all parties were happy and got the best deal possible. She was a win-win kind of woman.

Cassidy's cheeks reddened at the mention of a part of Jack's anatomy that she was currently trying hard not to glance at. With effort, she kept her eyes up and on her friends' faces. "Well... I guess first we need to figure out where and when." She tapped her fingers against her cup in a nervous little rhythm.

"I have that covered," Kelly replied smoothly, continuing to swirl her icy drink. "I've booked us a night at the Imperium. We'll go straight there after Jack's birthday party. The party won't run super late, so I was thinking you and I would go there first after the party winds down, say eight or so, and Jack can meet us there at nine. That gives us girls some time to get ready for him." Though Kelly was grinning as she spoke, she maintained an even, matter-of-fact tone, almost like they were in a business presentation rather than planning a threesome. Cassidy almost expected her to pull out a PowerPoint presentation, complete with kama sutra positions.

"The Imperium? Geez Kell, bankrupt us, why don't you?" Jack laughed, running his hand lovingly over his wife's thigh, his hand dipping just under the hem of her dress.

"Honey, you know better than anyone that I make a butt load of money. Just the other day I made a nice hefty commission on some... 'art'" Kelly winked at Cassidy over her coffee. "So we're fine." She stuck her tongue out teasingly at her husband. "Besides. It's your fortieth. An occasion for... special luxuries, no?."

Cassidy was biting her lip. The Imperium was a very upscale hotel downtown. She'd joked with Collin multiple times that she'd love to go there for a staycation. But even though they were doing just fine financially, something like that was still pretty pricey and Collin was nothing but fiscally responsible. It was a splurge that might happen one day, but not anytime soon. The idea that she'd finally be getting to go was exciting. Somehow Cassidy had thought that this... rendezvous would be a quick experiment in Kelly and Jack's bedroom whenever they managed to find some free time with the twins out of the house. The fact that Kelly had booked a night at an expensive hotel, and planned time for getting made up and dressed, made this feel like a much more significant event. But, she couldn't help but feel a somewhat guilty for costing her friends so much money.

The look on Cassidy's face must have betrayed her worry because Kelly leaned forward and patted Cassidy's arm. "Don't worry, dear. All of this is on me and Jack." She winked at her husband. "You're our invited guest. No expense on your part, only enjoyment. So, if you want room service, then go ahead and order the most expensive thing on the menu!"

All three of them laughed. The tension was still there, but it felt looser, less constricting.

"Okay. So, I guess that sounds good." Cassidy sighed. "Um... so getting ready. I guess that means... do we need... do I need to, uh..." She didn't know how to ask this question. But Kelly, ever the intuitive friend, saw right past Cassidy's awkwardness.

"Is this about outfits? We have that covered as well. Or rather, I will. I know your sizes and I have some choices. You and I can discuss it when mister nosy isn't here." Kelly put her chin in her palm.

"I'm going to see it all anyway," grumbled Jack into his coffee with a sly grin.

Kelly gave him an unimpressed look over the frame of her glasses, spoiled a little by her smile.

"Ever heard of a birthday surprise, you barbarian?" she teased. "Let us ladies have our feminine mysteries for a little while longer, dear. The anticipation will make the reveal that much sweeter."

Cassidy nodded slowly. Great. So even what she was going to wear seemed to be out of her control. Was anything in her control? Besides the yes or the no regarding the whole situation, it seemed like Kelly was in charge and on top of every detail. In a way, it was nice to not have to worry about the logistics. But it also felt strange to let someone else take charge. She almost felt like she was being spoiled. All girls at some point want to be treated like royalty. Being waited on. Taken care of. Pampered. It seemed like Kelly was trying to do just that. And by extension Jack too.

It was a little exciting.

"Sounds good. Um, is there anything else we need to talk about? Um... wants? Expectations?" Cassidy glanced shyly at Jack, before her eyes darted away. This question was more for him since he was the one they were going to be engaging with.

Jack shrugged. "I mean... I think I'm just expecting to have a pleasant time." He grinned, and the charming smile on his handsome face caused a brief flutter in Cassidy's stomach.

Kelly rolled her eyes. "I think that's a given, dear. I know what you mean, Cass. Let's put it this way. He can ask, but you can say no. Simple as that. In fact, if at any point you or me or Jack feel uncomfortable and want to stop, we stop. No if's and's or but's. No explanation needed. Hell, if you want to back out, we can get another room and you can call Collin and have a nice evening on us, as thanks for even entertaining our fantasy."

Cassidy smiled as the tension inside her relaxed. Kelly and Jack were being so nice about all of this. It made her feel better about saying yes. They really were just trying to have some fun. There wasn't some sinister plot involved here. Just friends being... friendly. If a bit more deeply than what society typically agreed with.

She let out a heavy but comfortable sigh. "Okay. Then I guess the only thing left to discuss is... should Collin and I get you a gift, Jack? Or is lending his wife out for the night enough?"

They laughed again and the rest of the afternoon moved lazily by, just like the birds flying overhead.

***

Jack's birthday party was exactly what you would expect for a middle-aged, suburban father. Family-friendly, simple, and warm. The large number of guests only went to show how well-loved the couple was. Even Jack and Kelly's twins, normally swamped by extracurriculars in their senior year of high school, were in attendance.

The party was at Kelly and Jack's gracious two-story home, about a ten-minute drive from where Cassidy and Collin lived. That ten minutes felt like a long time to Collin. He and Cassidy had driven separately.

Things at the party were fun and relaxed: a cookout in the backyard with games for the kids and beverages for the adults mixed up by the birthday boy himself. But Collin wasn't able to get in the mood. Not when he knew what was coming later in the evening.

All through the evening, Collin couldn't stop himself from staring at Jack. The handsome preacher was the life of the party, which was totally appropriate, of course, since it was his birthday. Despite that, Jack's smiling charisma rubbed Collin the wrong way. He was just so... tall. So muscular, at least compared to Collin. So confident.

Jack is going to fuck Cassidy tonight.

Those words kept intruding on Collin's thoughts, along with filthy, confused images that made the thought ten times worse. Cassidy's moaning face. Her beautiful pussy. Things that only Collin had ever seen. That should have only been for him. But, he also pictured Jack's charming grin. His rippling muscles. Naked, with a big thick...

Stop!

He had to stop. Firstly, because he was just making himself more anxious. But secondly, because he was afraid he might get an erection. That was the strangest and most embarrassing thing about the whole sordid situation. Ever since his conversation with Cassidy about... about the arrangement, Collin had been feeling this odd blend of anxious jealousy and arousal.

He kept telling himself the strange, persistent lust was because he was going to get to have sex with Kelly soon, but he knew that was a lie.

Cassidy was being a good, supportive wife, as always. She could tell that Collin was struggling, so she tried to cheer him up, hanging around him at the party when she might otherwise have gone off with Kelly to chat. She pressed sweet, featherlight kisses to her husband's cheeks, kept her slim fingers threaded through his. But, as much as he appreciated his wife's support, tonight her presence only made him feel more anxious... and, shamefully, horny. She clearly had as much nervous energy and arousal as her husband did, if not more. And Collin kept catching her looking across the backyard at Jack. To be fair, he kept glancing at Jack as well, nevertheless, it didn't exactly help his mood.

So finally, when Kelly, smiling and filling the role of hostess with her natural, effortless grace, called for volunteers to help clear away dishes and get the cake ready for serving, Collin told Cassidy that she should go help.

"Are you sure, honey?" she asked tentatively, rubbing his back and looking just the tiniest bit guilty. "I want to spend as much time with you as I can..."

Collin stopped himself from sourly rolling his eyes. He shouldn't take his insecurities out on his wife. She was being sweet, and he had agreed to this. "I appreciate the sentiment, love," Collin forced smile, "But I'll be ok by myself for five minutes. Besides, we're spending the day together tomorrow, remember?"

It had been Cassidy's idea. A romantic day together, to renew their bond after what might be an awkward experience for them both. It was a gesture typical of Cassidy: thoughtful and heartfelt. Collin wished he could skip forward to the couple's massage and wine tasting right now.

Cassidy gave him a worried smile, but crossed the patio and scooped up some of the left-over serving dishes, heading to the kitchen. Finally able to drop his pretense of casual enjoyment, Collin sighed heavily and took a long pull from his beer. Maybe he could just get drunk. That would be one way to alleviate his stress.

Speaking of stress, Collin glanced around the backyard. Where had Jack gone? Collin had lost sight of him while talking to Cassidy, and now he was nowhere to be seen.

A warm, firm hand clapped him on the shoulder, and Collin looked up in shock at Jack's smiling face.

"Collin! So good to see you!" said Jack, with his usual charming enthusiasm. "I'm happy you and Cass could make it."

Collin, who had been stewing over jealous and confusingly aroused thoughts about Jack all evening, was stunned now that the man himself was right in front of him. He managed to mutter, "Y-yeah. Happy birthday, Jack."

Prior to the big question Kelly had dropped the other week, Collin would have said he knew Jack pretty well. They weren't best friends, but they were the husbands of two best friends, and that meant they hung out fairly frequently. It never felt like he and Jack had a huge amount in common, but Jack always struck Collin as a nice, down-to-earth guy.

The last person Collin would have guessed was some sort of sex maniac.

Was Jack going to just smile and nod and make small talk as if he wasn't planning on fucking Collin's wife later that evening? Collin thought it was a bizarre attitude to take. But in fact, Jack took a stance that was even more confusing to Collin.

"And hey," said Jack, lowering his voice and leaning in toward Collin with a conspiratorial smile. "I wanted to thank you for your birthday gift. Respectfully and sincerely. I think it takes a confident man and a strong relationship to agree to that sort of thing. So kudos to you. I'm not sure I would be man enough to agree to let Kelly do something like this, so I'm impressed, man. Seriously, thanks!"

Collin was stunned. Unable to respond. Was this some subtle way of making fun of him? No... Jack was treating this like it was some kind of big, but understandable favor. Like, the confident older man was just asking to borrow Collin's car for the weekend or something.

And maybe that's really all that it seemed like to Jack. He was a tall, handsome, charismatic man. Maybe he just instinctively felt it was right for women to want to fuck him. Collin felt another dizzying wave of inferiority. Jack was the sort of man this thing happened to. The man who could get two women at once, even if one was someone else's wife. But what was Collin?

The kind of guy who lets his wife get fucked by another man?

Luckily, Collin was saved before his awkward pause grew too obvious. Kelly walked out of the sliding glass door, her and Jack's twins flanking her on each side, carrying a stunningly decorated chocolate cake with merrily burning candles. "Oh Biiiiirthdaaay Booyyy!" Called Jack's beautiful wife, her face lit up by the candles, "time to cut the cake!"

"Duty calls!" Jack clapped Collin on the shoulder once again with a grin. "Hey, let's get together soon! All four of us, I mean. It's been too long." He moved off into the crowd, leaving Collin nursing his beer and another humiliating erection.

Collin sang along as the happy guests gathered around the beaming, lovely little family of four. But he found it hard to focus on the cake and the singing. Instead, his eyes found Cassidy in the crowd, and he couldn't stop watching the way she shyly smiled, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Jack.

The rest of the party passed quickly. Too quickly. As Jack opened his presents (all except one... his biggest, most valuable present), Collin kept telling himself that there was more time to calm down and get used to the idea. That the party wasn't over yet. But after the presents, it started getting darker. People had a few more drinks and started drifting off to their cars, carrying sleepy kids on their shoulders.

Collin felt a hot, tangled ball of anxiety and arousal in his belly, and at this point, he had to keep his erection tucked into his waistband just to appear decent. Cassidy was clearly feeling the tension too as the party wound to a close. She was practically clinging to Collin now, her face blushing, avoiding his eyes.

Finally, on Cassidy's way back from the bathroom, Kelly, looking as confident and calm as always, pulled Collin's wife aside. He watched with creeping dread as Kelly said a few smiling words and gestured over her shoulder with a nod.

As Cassidy walked back to her husband, he could see a look of hesitation written plainly on her face. Collin already knew what she was going to say.

"Honey, Kelly is saying it's time to go to the hotel and... get ready." Cassidy gently took her husband's sweaty hand in hers. "Are you sure you're ok? They said there will be no hard feelings if we back out."

Cassidy said that, but Collin knew his wife. She didn't want to back out. He could see it in her eyes. In the way she gripped his hand tightly. If Collin said 'no' ‌he would look insecure and selfish. Especially after that little thank you Jack had given him.

"It's fine, baby," he lied, the words tasting like ashes on his tongue. "I'm fine."

With a relieved smile, Cassidy threw her arms around him, pulling him into a tight, loving hug. Collin scooted his hips back so that his wife wouldn't notice his throbbing erection. "Remember though," he whispered in Cassidy's ear, "don't forget the rules."

Cassidy pulled back, nodding at him, desperate to reassure him. 'I won't forget, honey. Condom on. Jack's not allowed to kiss me."

"And...?"

"And I'll tell you everything when I get back. I love you, Collin." The last words were warm and sincere. Cassidy leaned forward to give him a passionate kiss and Collin couldn't help returning it with equal sincerity.

"I love you too," he said, trying to feel strong and confident.

And then... time was up. Cassidy's hand pulled away. She gave him one last warm smile over her shoulder as she joined Kelly, who was waiting for her with an eager smile. The two ladies went in the back door, and presumably straight out the front, toward their cars.

Collin tried to hang out at the party and act normal, but now that Cassidy was gone, his negative feelings and inappropriate arousal felt like they were spiraling even further.

Besides, more and more guests were leaving, and the last thing Collin wanted right now was to be trapped in another conversation with Jack minutes before the preacher left to go fuck his wife.

So Collin went home. And before he had even pulled into the driveway, the vivid, upsetting fantasies had already begun playing in his head.

***

Cassidy stood, gaping in awe at the hotel suite. It was more like an apartment than a simple hotel room. It had a large sitting room, doors that opened to a bedroom, a balcony, and the bathroom was massive enough for a standing shower, a jacuzzi tub, and a double sink. Everything was dark-colored marble and polished hardwood. The king-sized bed was adorned with dark purple silk sheets. She trailed slowly after Kelly, who seemed perfectly at home in such opulence.

"Come on, don't be shy." Kelly smiled, heading towards the bathroom with a large overnight bag over her shoulder.

Easy for her to say. Cassidy thought, following with deliberate steps until she stood in the bathroom doorway.

Kelly set her bag down and stood up. She took a deep breath and planted her hands on her hips. "Alright. Are you ready?" she asked Cassidy with a serious smile.

Cassidy swallowed the lump in her throat. "Uh, yeah. I guess." She tried to smile back, but her nerves were flaring up. Now that they were in the hotel room, this whole thing felt much more real and immediate.

Her friend sighed and came closer, putting her hands on Cassidy's shoulders and stroking comfortingly. "Hey... we've got some time. So let's just relax. I'll order some champagne, or some fancy cocktails and we will drink and get dressed, like for prom."

Cassidy chuckled and let out a long, deep breath. Her friend was the same old kind, funny woman she had always known, no matter what was about to happen tonight. She relaxed just a fraction. "Yeah. Like prom."

"Great!" Kelly patted Cassidy's shoulders and went to the pho​​ne on the wall of the bathroom. That seemed pretty fancy‌ all on its own.

While Kelly made the call to room service, Cassidy stepped over to the bag and unzipped it, looking inside. Sure enough, everything they needed was there. Makeup. Hair brushes and straighteners and curlers. As well as the lingerie that she'd picked out with Kelly the other day. Cassidy had decided on a snowy white corset with spaghetti straps and lace trim around the bodice and hem. She would be wearing it with matching thong panties, their lace made up of intricate little floral patterns and nearly transparent. Kelly's lingerie was nearly identical, but black, with a great deal more lace, as well as garter straps. The very sight and feel of the barely-there material made Cassidy's heart race.

"It was a really good choice," Kelly said, coming up next to Cassidy and beginning to pull things out and place them on the counter.

Cassidy bit her lip, looking at the lingerie. It wasn't like anything she usually wore, or probably would have chosen for herself. She'd been raised with the idea that underwear's purpose was to cover and keep you decent. The lingerie she and Kelly had picked was designed for a radically different purpose. Not to cover, but to entice. Not to be decent, rather just the opposite. Cassidy usually chose simple things. Plain colors and simple cuts and fabrics. This lingerie was much more high end, and if the pricing was accurate on the website, cost about as much as all the underwear in her drawer back at home.

"Yeah," Cassidy muttered, putting the outfit down on the far side of the counter so it would be out of the way.

She turned to Kelly just as her friend was pulling off her sweater, revealing a simple pink bra with a little bow in the middle, holding her wonderfully perky chest. It wasn't the first time Cassidy had seen Kelly in underwear, or even naked. But now, today, the situation felt completely different. She couldn't help watching her friend's breasts bounce and sway as she undid her jeans, pulling them down to reveal a pink thong that matched her bra. With the exception of a few faint stretch marks on Kelly's stomach, the woman was in incredible shape. No extra fluff anywhere. It was all luscious soft curves and trim muscle from her rigorous exercise routine. She had a slight V along her waist that slipped downward, tantalizingly disappearing beneath the hem of her thong. It sent shivers down Cassidy's spine. Not to mention the beautiful, soft camel toe that pressed up against the front of her panties. Not that Kelly even seemed to notice.

For a second, Cassidy was lost looking at her friend as Kelly pulled back her hair into a ponytail and started washing her face, getting ready to put on new and proper makeup for the occasion.

Cassidy shook herself. She had just been staring at her barely clothed friend for a minute straight, practically drooling! Cassidy quickly began getting undressed, folding her clothes and putting them aside neatly, unlike Kelly, who'd just let hers fall where they may. Cassidy had chosen a simple pair of blue cheeky panties and bra to wear for the party. Functional and simple, typical underwear for her. But standing next to Kelly in them suddenly felt revealing. She was showing less skin than her friend, but still felt like she was being scandalous.

As they faced the mirror together, Cassidy noticed her friend's eyes dip down, scanning her body appreciatively for just a moment with a faint smile on her lips. It made her feel even more exposed in her panties and bra... but it also made her feel a little less bad for checking Kelly out so obviously.

Someone from room service delivered their drinks, coming into the room and putting them on a tray in the sitting area, never once looking into the bathroom to see two married women in their underwear applying sensually erotic makeup. Kelly had ordered two Creamy Sex On the Beach's, which they happily brought into the bathroom and sipped at as they prepared.

Finally, their makeup and hair were done. Nothing over the top, just some lovely eyeshadow and eyeliner, blush on the cheeks, subtle pink lipstick, and their hair nicely curled into soft shiny waves around their faces. As Cassidy turned her head, admiring her look for the evening, Kelly suddenly pulled down her panties.

Cassidy froze as she tried and failed to resist staring at her friend's now-nude lower half. Kelly's vagina was completely shaved, so smooth it looked like silk. She had a soft rising mound between her toned thighs, split deeply down the middle, making her lips slightly plump. Cassidy was seized with curiosity... what would that velvety-smooth pussy feel like beneath her fingertips? She bit her lip and pushed that feeling down. What had gotten into her tonight?

Next came Kelly's bra, which she tossed onto her pile of clothes. Her breasts didn't sag much when they were freed, just hung soft and perky, with large dark pink nipples that already looked erect. Cassidy felt another unexpected flush of lust spread through her. It was hard to explain. Cassidy had never looked at a woman this way before. Never understood how men could get so riled up looking at breasts. Now, suddenly, staring wide-eyed at her friend's beautiful chest, she thought she understood, at least a little.

Kelly noticed Cassidy staring and straightened, cocking a hip and putting her hand on it with a grin. "Well? Like what you see?"

Cassidy let out a nervous laugh. "Uh.. well, I mean, yeah, you look good." That was an understatement. And Cassidy felt a warmth between her legs that proved it.

"Well, let me see what you've got," Kelly urged with a playful wink.

The tension was thick, but Cassidy managed to chuckle as she undid her bra, letting her smaller breasts free. They were about a cup size smaller than Kelly's, with light pink nipples. Kelly raised her eyebrows, letting out a soft, appreciative whistle. Cassidy rolled her eyes with a blush, not believing that someone with such impressive breasts of her own could possibly appreciate her smaller ones. But Kelly didn't look sarcastic in the slightest. And had Kelly's nipples grown just the slightest bit harder now that she was staring at Cassidy's chest?

To escape the sudden tension of the awkward moment, Cassidy pulled down her panties, revealing her vagina; a cute, puffy little innie with a sprinkling of dark hair above it.

"Mmmm," Kelly's eyes smoldered as they locked in, staring between Cassidy's shapely thighs. "You really are a cutie, you know that, Cass? Every inch of you." But then Kelly grimaced a little, tapping her cheek awkwardly. "But I think... Hmmmm. Cass, would you be willing to shave? Like, completely?"

Cassidy stood straight, dropping her panties in alarm. "W... what?"

"It's just that... well, Jack likes a smooth playing field, if you know what I mean." She giggled, her eyes still on Cassidy's privates.

"Um... Oh. I didn't realize. Uh... I mean, I didn't think about it. I would but..."

Kelly reached into her bag and pulled out a razor and some shaving cream. "I always come prepared. I could have been a boy scout." She winked and stuck out her tongue, walking towards the large jacuzzi tub. "Come here. I'll help you. You don't have a bush, so this shouldn't take long."

Cassidy stayed rooted to the marble flooring. Kelly was going to help her shave? Shave her... vagina? Oh... oh dear. Her legs were trembling at the thought of such close, intimate contact with another woman. Especially her best friend. But then again, wasn't she about to indulge in a very, very intimate act that would almost certainly put her close to her friend's body in numerous ways? How bad was letting Kelly shave her going to be in the grand scheme of this entire night?

Kelly turned back. "Hey, Come on. I know what I'm doing. Your pussy is in good hands. Scout's honor." Kelly's smile was sweet. Kind. Disarming.

Okay. Okay. We are just two friends. Naked. And... it's like letting your friend do your hair or... or shave your legs. That's all.

Except that it's not like that at all!

Kelly stood next to the tub, a picture of sensual serenity and elegance. Her skin was pale, a smattering of freckles along her arms. Everything about her was beautiful. There was no denying it, whether Cassidy might be attracted to her or not, it was just a simple fact.

With a few deep breaths, like she was getting ready for a track meet, Cassidy walked to the tub. She hoped that Kelly wouldn't be able to tell how hot and bothered she had become once she began working.

"Get in and sit on the edge of the tub, honey. Just stay still and open your legs wide, okay. Don't worry, I've done this a million times since Jack told me he preferred a smooth landing." Kelly chuckled as she helped Cassidy into the tub and she took her place on the opposite side. Cassidy, feeling her heart suddenly hammering in her chest, sat on the edge and opened her thighs, fully exposing herself to her best friend.

The feeling of Kelly's eyes on her sex made Cassidy feel a little weak in the knees, forcing her to grip the edge of the tub and bite the inside of her cheek to calm herself. Kelly clicked her tongue for a moment as if considering something and then turned on the faucet, grabbed a hand towel and got it wet with warm water.

"Just stay still." She whispered again, smiling disarmingly at Cassidy. The tall, curvy, naked bombshell stepped down into the tub, crouched down, and brought herself heart-stoppingly close to Cassidy's bare, exposed vagina. Cassidy's mouth felt dry as Kelly looked up at her. Her best friend's dark, coffee-hued eyes sparkled with affection... and maybe attraction? Kelly winked. Then, she began rubbing the warm towel over Cassidy's pussy, the heat and roughness of it stimulating all on its own, nevermind who was doing it.

After a long, mortifying minute during which Cassidy had to bite her cheek hard to avoid making any embarrassing noises, Kelly set the towel aside and filled her hand with warm shaving cream, gently smearing it over Cassidy's now throbbing sex.

Cassidy watched with bated breath, feeling the heat, the soft touch of Kelly's fingers. The smooth cream tingled along her skin and made her hair stand on end. A little groan finally escaped her lips, bringing Kelly's eyes up to catch Cassidy's gaze. She didn't seem upset at all that Cassidy was enjoying this grooming session on a whole different level. She just smiled and continued. Once the cream fully covered Cassidy's sex, she wetted the razor and carefully began shaving off Cassidy's light dusting of hair. The blades were sharp, and Kelly moved them slowly and delicately along the rise and fall of her best friend's mons. She was thorough, paying close attention to every little nook, cranny, rise and fall.

Cassidy felt Kelly's breath, warm and tingly on her skin almost as much as the cream had been. Soft little touches pressed here and there as Kelly held her legs open and moved the razor... A delicate press of her fingers on Cassidy's inner thigh... the whisper of the blade scraping softly and carefully over her labia. After each stroke, Kelly rinsed the razor under the faucet and continued as if she were an artist and Cassidy's vagina was her canvas.

It must have only taken a handful of minutes, but it felt like time stopped as she watched Kelly. She sighed at the dangerous touch of the razor. At soft caresses from Kelly's fingers. It was easily the most erotic moment of her entire life. And then, Kelly made it better.

Once all the hair was removed, Kelly took the towel and cleaned off the leftover shaving cream. Wiping away all evidence of her task and leaving Cassidy, for the first time since before she'd hit puberty, completely smooth. Kelly put her tools aside quietly, then placed her hands on Cassidy's thighs, stroking them as she stared intently at the smooth slit in front of her. Then she looked up, meeting Cassidy's eyes. For one of the first times since Cassidy had met her, Kelly looked... hesitant. Hesitant, but excited.

Maintaining her sizzling eye contact, Kelly moved closer. Cassidy's newly bare vagina felt especially sensitive now, and the warm puffing air of her best friend's breath felt electric on its tender skin. Kelly paused there, her soft pink lips less than an inch away, giving Cassidy a chance to say no. But Cassidy said nothing, just watched with wide, hungry eyes as Kelly closed the distance, letting her soft lips kiss the now smooth, tender flesh of Cassidy's vagina.

"Oh god." Cassidy gasped. Warmth rushed through every inch of her body. Her toes curled. Her skin burst out in goosebumps.

With a grin, Kelly abruptly stood up and stepped out of the tub, breaking the heavy sexual tension in an instant and grabbing a fluffy towel hanging from the warming rack. "Come on, let's get cleaned up and dressed. Jack is probably on his way, but he won't come up until I call him."

Cassidy watched as Kelly cheerfully toweled off her feet and the water that had splashed on her before she handed the towel to Cassidy and walked away, her firm ass bouncing beautifully.

It was a struggle not to fall over as Cassidy got out of the tub and dried herself off, careful not to touch herself because she felt that if she even brushed her pussy, she'd cum. Never in all her life had she been so close to an orgasm without any sort of stimulation. It was mine blowing. Was this a preview of what was to come? The thought was equally scary and exciting.

Once out of the tub and dried, Cassidy gathered her lingerie and started getting dressed. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Kelly slip on her black lace corset. She silently admired how it fit her so perfectly, pushing her breasts up just enough for a little to spill out along the cups. Kelly's matching black panties were tight, clinging so perfectly that she might as well have been an airbrushed model. She watched it all as she pulled on her own panties, feeling the soft, cool material wedge between her ass cheeks. The delicate lace pressed tight to her newly bald mound, sending a full-body shiver through her.

Getting dressed only took a few minutes. Once they were done, it was time for last-minute touch ups. A little lipstick here. Blush there. Fixing a line along their eyes. Finally... they were ready, and there was no putting things off any longer.

Kelly turned to Cassidy and took her hands in hers. "Okay. Still in this with me?" She asked sincerely.

Cassidy thought for a second, looking her friend over. At all the curves and the lace clinging and hiding things she wanted to see again. "Yeah." Her voice was strained and dry, but there wasn't any doubt in it.

Kelly put a hand to Cassidy's cheek and gave her a sweet smile. "Thanks for doing this. I don't think I could do it with anyone else."

All Cassidy could do was nod.

The moment ticked by slowly as they stood hand in hand, and somehow, in a natural sort of way, they bowed their heads, foreheads barely touching, and muttered soft little prayers. They each spoke their own words that were barely audible to the other, but the emotion came through loud and clear. Let this be good. Let this be fun. Let no one's feelings get hurt or anyone be uncomfortable. Let this be beautiful.

It was only a minute. The soft mutterings. Hands tightly clasped. And then they were looking back into each other's eyes.

"Ready for me to call Jack?" Kelly asked. There was no mirth or slyness in her words or her expression. This was serious, and this was real.

Cassidy licked her lips. "Yes." This time the word was clear and strong and eager.

***

Collin put on one of the TV shows that he was interested in, but knew Cassidy didn't like to watch. It was horror, and Cassidy hated stuff like that.

But he kept getting distracted as the first episode played. He kept imagining Cassidy at the party, her eyes glowing from the reflected light of the birthday candles as they focused on Jack. Had... had her eyes flicked downward for a second? Had she smiled? Collin couldn't remember clearly, and trying too hard was making it more difficult to picture the truth, not less. He turned the TV off. Maybe it was all in his head. Reality and fiction seemed to be crossing over in dangerous ways lately.

His cock throbbed in his pants, refusing to go down. His balls ached dully from his long, unfulfilled arousal. What was his wife doing right this second? Had Jack already joined them? Were they... busy?

The image flashed in Collin's head, making him suck in a breath. His sweet, innocent wife on her knees, naked and vulnerable, as Jack towered above her, a broad, smug smile lighting up his face. Cassidy leaning forward, her upturned blue eyes soft and submissive as she gently kissed the drooling head of Jack's...

Collin pushed himself up off of the couch, suddenly feeling wired with nervous energy. He needed something to distract him, and TV apparently wasn't the answer. Maybe he just needed to work off the corrosive energy that was filling his veins. He kept a treadmill under the desk in his home office. Getting his heart pumping a little would do him good.

But it was another dead end... even worse this time, because walking on the treadmill reminded Collin of other kinds of physical activities... Sweaty bodies and rhythmic movements and the sweet, satisfying burn of exertion.

Collin flopped back in his chair, his mind racing no matter how he tried to calm it, and his neglected cock practically bursting out of his pants. He felt so anxious and jealous... why was he so fucking horny? It made no logical sense. Once again, he tried to tell himself it was because he was anticipating his own threesome with Kelly, but that excuse didn't feel any truer than it had before.

Collin turned toward the computer with a grim look in his eyes. He had ignored the problem long enough. The real issue was his inexplicable arousal, and he knew a surefire way to take care of that. As a rule, he didn't like to watch pornography. Watching other women almost felt like cheating on Cassidy. But desperate times called for desperate measures.

Collin pulled up the first result after searching for "porn" and browsed through the website, his pulse drumming in his ears.

There were quite a few threesome videos. Or maybe they just stood out to him right now. He avoided those. He needed a distraction, not a reminder. He settled on what looked like a fairly vanilla scene with a chesty platinum blonde. Just regular, run-of-the-mill porn. He clicked play on the video, pulling his pants and boxers down to his ankles.

But the second Collin saw the blonde porn star taking her co-star's massive cock, letting out breathy, unconvincing moans, his mind went elsewhere.

What if Jack and Cassidy were having sex right now? What if Jack's cock was thrusting deep inside Cassidy's tender pussy, her lips gripping and pulling another man's dick just like they did Collin's?

Collin's hand was already stroking his cock, and he didn't stop. Couldn't stop, even though his eyes were staring into space rather than at the video playing on the screen. Were Cassidy's arms around Jack's neck, pulling him close? Was she making those sweet little noises of pleasure that only her husband normally got to hear?

Collin could feel himself getting close. This is what had been turning him on all day, as reluctant as he was to admit it. This confusing tangle of jealousy and lust was tightening inside of him, threatening to spill out into an orgasm.

In his mind, Cassidy's fingers dug into Jack's muscular back. A soft moan poured from between her parted lips. Jack's hips moved, slow and forceful and deep. Spreading, piercing, filling his wife's deepest parts. Making her his. Her trembling legs wrapped around Jack's waist, accepting him, welcoming him, worshipping him.

Collin came faster than he expected, with no tissue ready to catch his shameful release. His cock spurted upward, splashing a warm, sticky mess over his shirt as his wife orgasmed in his mind.

The post-orgasm clarity hit Collin hard, especially because he was covered in his own jizz. He had just cum from picturing his wife fucking another man. Something was seriously wrong with him. Suddenly, all the sexy intrigue of the little taboo experiment had fallen away along with Collin's arousal, leaving only anxiety.

He had to know what was going on. Even if that made him seem a little clingy. He picked up his phone and called Cassidy. He wasn't even intending to necessarily call things off. He just wanted to check in with her and reconnect. Ease his mind a little.

But the call went straight to voicemail.

That was fine. She was probably just busy... Or didn't have her phone on her... because it was with her clothes. Collin tried to stay calm. This would all be over soon. He tried to look on the bright side: now that he had gotten off, he wouldn't be distracted by his strange, tormented arousal.

But that turned out to be too optimistic. By the time Collin finished cleaning himself up and tossing his sperm-splattered t-shirt in the washer, he already had another erection, visions of his wife and Jack dancing in his head.