Trinity: The Three and the One Pt. 04

Chapter 4

"Thanks for coming honey... I m-mean, Collin," said Cassidy, sitting across the table from him at the coffee shop.

His mouth was dry, and every fiber of his being screamed that something was wrong. The look in Cassidy's eyes was sad, but determined. He had seen that same look before, usually when there was something Cassidy needed to do, but had to psych herself up for.

But even worse than the troubling look in his wife's eyes, were the two people flanking her. On one side sat Kelly. The tall curvaceous beauty had a sharp, mocking smile on her lips, and one hand resting lightly on Cassidy's thigh. On the other side sat Jack, one broad arm thrown possessively over Cassidy's shoulder and a smug smile lighting up his chiseled face.

Overall, they seemed like a united front, facing him together. It made him feel so distant from Cassidy, like a wall had come down between them. For reasons he didn't understand, as he looked at Kelly and Jack's hands resting on his wife's body, his cock was hard as a rock, pulsing with a dark, negative heat.

"What's this about, Cassidy?" he heard himself ask, his voice cracking. Kelly giggled and gave her husband a knowing glance. Jack's smirk widened, and his arm pulled Cassidy tighter to his muscular torso. "Yeah, I think poor little Collin deserves to know, Cass." His voice was deep, masculine, and had a taunting edge. "Why don't you fill him in?"

Cassidy took a deep, shuddering breath, and put one of her delicate hands in the other... pulling off her wedding band. Collin felt like he was going to faint as she set it on the table between them with a click, then slid it across to him with trembling fingers. He could feel his heartbeat in his stiff cock. The dark arousal inside him leapt higher, fueled by his swirling negative emotions of devastated jealousy.

"I'm sorry..." whispered Cassidy guiltily, unable to meet his eyes.

As Collin looked up from the ring, he was shocked to see that the three across from him were naked now. Kelly's hand flexed between Cassidy's thighs while his wife writhed and humped her hips forward, making soft little sounds of pleasure. Cassidy's hand was busy as well, stroking the massive, drooling cock in Jack's lap. Collin couldn't help but watch his preacher's cock with sick fascination. It was towering, swollen, and couldn't have been shorter than ten inches. Cassidy's hand looked so small and delicate as it firmly gripped the base and traveled slowly up to the head.

"Sorry, pal," said Jack with a wide, shiny grin. "But how could Cass be satisfied with your pathetic excuse for a dick now that she's tried something so much better? She's with us now. She'd rather be our slutty little plaything than a loser's wife."

"No," said Collin numbly, fighting the suffocating, dark arousal that threatened to overwhelm him. He appealed helplessly to his wife, whose glossy lips were moaning and eyes squeezed shut in delight as her best friend's fingers endlessly teased and rubbed between her thighs. "Tell me it's a lie, Cassidy. It can't... it can't end like this! I love you!"

"I'm sooorrry," moaned Cassidy, her voice filled with guilt overpowered by arousal. Her hand never stopped rapidly jerking off the handsome, confident man next to her, "But honey... I... I think our marriage is over. I just... I can't do without Kelly and Jack. Not after what I experienced last night..."

"That's bullshit!" said Collin hotly. "They're poisoning your mind! You need to fight back, honey! For us!"

Kelly snorted and rolled her eyes. Her fingers were making loud squelching noises between Cassidy's legs now. "Oh come on now, little guy. Don't act like you're so upset. Everyone can see how much you're enjoying this."

And then suddenly, Collin was naked as well, his humiliating erection displayed for Kelly, Jack and Cassidy to see. They began laughing, high and bright and joyful, as they stared at his throbbing shame, pleasuring each other as Collin was left impotent and horny across the table. Alone.

Collin woke up with a start, his head fuzzy and his cock throbbing painfully in his pants. His mind tumbled with confused thoughts, one revelation following another in quick succession.

Confusion. Where was he? Where was Cassidy? He realized that he was laid out on his living room couch. He must have fallen asleep here last night. His body ached from the uncomfortable sleeping position.

Relief. Ah. Just a dream, It must have been all the stress and strange arousal from last night that brought it on. Of course he was still married to Cassidy. A one-off sexual encounter could never split them apart.

Creeping Dread. Wait... what time was it? Morning light poured in through the windows. Why was he still on the couch? Why didn't Cassidy wake him up when she got home? He scrambled to check his phone and saw that it was already seven in the morning.

Confusion was back, this time bringing anxiety and faint arousal along with it, coiling and spreading through his belly. Collin went and checked the bedroom just in case Cassidy had, for some reason, decided to let him sleep and went to bed on her own. The room was dark and silent, the bed still neatly made from the day before.

With his emotions swirling, Collin pulled up his call records. He had tried to reach Cassidy last night with no luck. She had never called him back. He sat on the edge of the couch and called her again, acid roiling in his stomach. No answer. His wife's cheerful voicemail message seemed to mock him.

Collin tossed his phone aside and put his head in his hands. The dark, twisted emotion of his dream still clung to him, inspiring new erotic, upsetting images in his brain.

The dream was just stupid anxiety. Cassidy would never treat him like that in real life.

Right?

...

Cassidy woke up to the feeling of warm, early morning sunshine and the smell of coffee. Every single muscle throughout her body ached, but in a good way. Like after a really good workout, the feeling of muscles worked to exhaustion for their intended purpose. Speaking of pleasantly sore... Cassidy moved her hand to her vagina and touched it gently with the pads of her fingers, sighing at the tender feeling of pulsing satisfaction and aching use.

"You do that every morning or is today just special?"

Kelly's voice made Cassidy's eyes flutter open. She glanced across the bedroom into the living area, where Kelly was standing at the dresser, staring at her with a teasing smile while she brewed coffee. The coffee machine softly percolated, filling the whole suite with the wonderful roasted aroma. Her friend was naked, emptying a little packet of sugar and cream into a steaming mug and stirring it as she walked back into the bedroom with a sly grin.

It took a minute for Cassidy to regain her bearings. Her eyes hungrily scanned over Kelly, who stood in the doorway fully exposed. The gorgeous brunette's full, round breasts and tight little pussy were on display as she sipped from her cup. Her eyes, as dark and warm as her coffee, were still locked on Cassidy... and especially on the hand between her thighs, still gently touching her folds. Cassidy felt a stickiness there; dried fluids, warmth. "Uh.. ummm what?" Cassidy finally managed to mutter with her first blush of the morning as she pushed herself up into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. A snort made her turn and notice Jack. He was lying on the other side of the bed, just as naked as Kelly and Cassidy, and still sound asleep.

Suddenly everything rushed back like a tidal wave as Kelly spoke.

"Do you always touch yourself in the mornings? You seemed pretty content and I didn't want to disturb you, but... I'm a curious girl." Kelly giggled. "There's so many things I don't know about my best friend... But I think I found some of them out last night!" She crossed the room to the bed and sat beside Cassidy, placing a warm palm on her thigh. "Don't stop on my account sweetie. No shame in a nice morning 'massage'." She wiggled her brows at her with a sly grin.

Cassidy put her face in her hands, as her cheeks heated up. "Oh my god! I can't believe what we did last night!"

"Hey. Hey." Kelly began rubbing Cassidy's back gently. "It's okay. Don't be upset..."

She looked up from her hands, her face red but her lip bitten in a naughty little smile "I'm not."

Kelly paused in surprise. "You're not? Well... you just seemed a little..."

Cassidy took a deep breath. "I just mean... like... it's like if we went skydiving or cave diving or something. An amazing experience you just can't believe you survived."

Kelly chuckled. "Oh, so having sex with me and Jack is that perilous, huh? It's a wonder that he and I have survived this long. We fuck each other all the time." She nudged Cassidy with her shoulder and stood back up. "Need some coffee?"

"Oh yes, please!" Cassidy sighed desperately, getting up and following Kelly into the living room. A feeling of self consciousness washed over her about her nudity for a moment. Then it dawned on her: they were all naked. Last night had really happened. At this point, she and Kelly probably knew the feel of each other's bodies as well as they knew their own. Being naked in front of each other was hardly anything scandalous at this point. Still, she felt... exposed. At home, Cassidy rarely walked around nude unless she was going from the shower to the linen closet to get a towel, or from the bed to the bathroom after sex to get cleaned up. Not that she didn't like being naked. It wasn't unpleasant. In fact, she kind of enjoyed the way her best friend's deep brown eyes casually wandered her naked body.

Kelly poured a cup for Cassidy and handed it to her before turning and leaning against the dresser. Her eyes closed and she inhaled a deep breath, taking in the smooth scent of the coffee and making her beautiful, naked breasts heave in a way that Cassidy found fascinating. Cassidy mixed in a good helping of sugar to her cup. Once she had her drink sufficiently sweetened, she leaned next to Kelly, and they settled into a pleasant silence.

Their hands found each other as they stood sipping their drinks, fingers tangling together and squeezing gently with comfort and reassurance. As crazy as it was to believe, last night really had happened. Cassidy had lost track of how many times she'd climaxed. Usually with Collin it was just the once for both of them. That wasn't a bad thing. Her orgasms with her husband were absolutely wonderful, and in fact, they had a pure, intimate feeling that had actually been lacking from last night's debauchery. But still... This had been a whole new experience. Some of her orgasms had been one on top of the other, an endless train that powered through her so intensely she'd nearly blacked out at one point. Kelly had looked like she might pass out too at one point when she was riding Jack. Cassidy could picture it so clearly; Kelly's head thrown back in ecstasy and her eyes rolling as she screamed with pleasure. Jack, thrusting up into her relentlessly, making her tits bounce and ass ripple. It had been such an intense, erotic, sight that Cassidy couldn't help but finger herself, which was a surprise all on its own. Cassidy had probably rubbed her pussy more last night than in the last six months combined.

Now here they were, just like they'd been countless times in the mornings they'd come to each other's homes or met at church for early morning coffee, sipping and just quietly being in each other's presence. It was a slice of heaven. Bliss! They clasped each other's hands tightly and let the events of last night process and soak in.

"Doing okay?" Kelly finally asked, turning to refill her cup.

Cassidy let in a slow, deep breath. "Yeah." She let the word out in a long, slow sigh. "Yeah, I think I am. A little... shaken... um... it's a lot to process."

Kelly nodded, turning back to Cassidy with an understanding smile. "Yeah. Me too." She took a few more sips of her coffee before putting it down. "Let's go take a shower. I'm a mess, and, frankly sweetie, so are you. And you have to see this shower. It has one of those pulsing shower heads. It's gonna feel fan-freaking-tastic on our sore little bodies." She giggled and took Cassidy by the hand, leading her towards the bathroom.

Cassidy followed, dragging her feet like a reluctant toddler and looking back at her coffee. "Do I have to? I really could use like... a coffee IV."

Kelly just snorted and pulled Cassidy into the bathroom. The chill of the marble floor sent shivers up Cassidy's spine as they hurried toward the huge glass-walled shower. Kelly slipped in and turned on the shower head to the perfect temperature: just below burning hot. She stepped beneath the torrent and was instantly soaked, hair matting down against her and down her back. Cassidy watched her from the far end of the shower as the water cascaded along Kelly's toned muscles, along her shoulder blades and down to her ass, trickling between her cheeks and along her thighs.

Her breath was coming in shallow little gasps as she eyed her friend in a way that... before last night, she never ever would have considered. The gap between Kelly's thighs showed off her smooth slit, now glistening and dripping with warm water.

Kelly turned, looking over her shoulder at Cassidy, eyes sultry and knowing. As if she sensed that her friend was looking at her with abject lust. She reached out a hand to Cassidy, her wedding ring glittering in the water. Cassidy took her hand, her own wedding ring shining brightly as their hands clasped and Kelly pulled Cassidy towards her, their eyes never leaving each other.

Cassidy was pulled under the water with Kelly, standing just inches apart, smiling at each other under the downpour. Kelly pushed loose, wet strands of hair from Cassidy's face and cupped her cheek in her palm. "Thanks for doing this for me. For us. It means a lot," she whispered, the spray of the shower tapping against the marble floor and shining like fallen diamonds.

All Cassidy could do was nod and lean into her friend's touch for a minute. Their foreheads moved close and pressed together, eyes closing like the moment last night, before they had called Jack up to the suite to enjoy his present. A comfortable feeling. A moment of loving friendship.

"You smell like sex," Kelly whispered.

Cassidy crinkled her nose and burst out laughing, Kelly following suit and they pulled each other close in a tight, wet hug. Their breasts pressed against each other, but the sexual tension, at least for the moment, had melted and they were just friends hugging and laughing. They laughed hard enough to make their sides hurt. Spitting out water that fell into their mouths as they calmed into giggles and finally into heavy breathing.

Kelly reached for a loofah and poured some of the complimentary shampoo into it, getting it sudsy and dripping with bubbles. "Come on, Cass, let's get clean." Without a word, Kelly started scrubbing the loofah across Cassidy's shoulders, down her arms, and over her chest and breasts. She worked with no sexual intent, it was all very clinical and simple. She was simply scrubbing away the dried cum and sweat and juices from the night before. Cassidy stood still, letting Kelly do her work. She worked her way down to Cassidy's belly and then, without pausing, slipped the sudsy, soft loofah between her legs, scrubbing over her thighs and mound. "Geez, he really did a number on you. Cum is always so hard to scrub off when it dries," Kelly muttered, gently rubbing at stubborn spots of dried semen on Cassidy's soft skin.

It was hard not to feel... stimulated by Kelly's touch. The rough scrubbing along her sensitive, heated skin from the shower was awakening the curiosity inside Cassidy once again. Feeling a sudden urge to connect with her friend, her hands pushed back Kelly's wet hair so she could see her face. She didn't intend it to be sensual, but when Kelly's lovely eyes locked with Cassidy's as she looked up, a new heat rushed through Cassidy that wasn't from the shower spray.

Kelly chuckled... a low, heated sound in her throat that made a pleasant shiver run up Cassidy's spine. Her friend must have had a front-row seat to Cassidy's hidden lust. She was just inches away from Cassidy's tingling pussy, squatting down in front of her, stroking the fluffy loofah between her legs, cleaning her of her husband's cum. "I guess your little wake up rub wasn't enough, huh?" asked Kelly with a wink. "What am I going to do with you, you naughty girl? We were supposed to be getting clean, not dirty..." But despite her teasing words, she smiled and put the loofah aside, slipping a gentle hand between Cassidy's thighs. Her fingers glided along Cassidy's folds, between her lips, under the hot falling droplets.

Cassidy groaned, hands tangling in Kelly's hair as she felt her friend's soft, wet touch. Heat mixing with heat.

"Your pussy is so beautiful, Cass." Her fingers moved up, thumb circling Cassidy's clit. Her free hand went to her friend's hip and gripped it as she continued exploring Cassidy's sex. "So lovely and delicate. Like a flower. Just like all the buds and blossoms in your shop." She moved closer, the tip of her nose brushing Cassidy's lips. "And you smell amazing..."

Cassidy was trembling, hands still tangled in her friend's hair as she looked down in a hazy cloud of lust, intoxicated by the intimate attention Kelly was giving her. She'd never experienced anything like this before. Collin admired her over her panties, and she absolutely loved that. But this was new, taboo, a whole different universe.

Kelly parted Cassidy's lips with her thumbs, opening her up to expose her pink. The water cascading down along her skin and inside. The heat touched her along with Kelly's breath.

"Fuck..." she muttered. Or maybe they both muttered.

Before Cassidy knew what was happening, Kelly had moved closer and her lips pressed against her opening.

"Oh... oh god!" she gasped as her friend's gentle, wet lips found her and tasted her. Doing what she'd been too afraid to do last night in the heat of everything. But here, together, in the privacy of their shower, she couldn't resist letting Kelly explore, at least a little.

Kelly's tongue flicked out and gently lapped at Cassidy's vagina.

"UH!" Cassidy stiffened, nipples hardening and legs trembling with nervous desire. "K... Kel... oh my god..." she whimpered. Lips and tongue... touching tenderly, exploring the smooth skin of her vagina... slipping gently inside. The feeling was intense. Much stronger than her husband's kisses on the outside of her panties.

Kelly kissed again. Soft. Sweet. "So perfect." She whispered under the falling water. Her thumb circled Cassidy's clit again. Then, she moved her wedding ring finger to Cassidy's opening and pressed it up inside, sliding in deep until the ring touched her clit.

"Fuck!" Cassidy gasped. Her back found the wall of the shower and Kelly gripped her hips, steadying her so she wouldn't slip and fall. "Fuck! Kelly, oh my fuck!" Cassidy moaned, eyes rolling up as her friend moved the one finger in and out of her tight sex.

"So tight," Kelly whispered. "I've always kinda wondered what guys feel, ya know? How our pussy's feel when they squeeze them. This must be pretty close to that feeling," she muttered, gliding her finger deep into her friend and then out again, watching her pussy cling hungrily to her finger, her gaze fascinated.

"Ohhhh God!" Cassidy gasped and grabbed hold of Kelly's head. "Please... please Kel, oh fuck I'm... I'm gonna..."

Kelly looked up at Cassidy, angling and then curving her finger inside her pussy to rub against the sensitive spot inside. "It's okay, Cass. Cum. Let me make you feel good."

Cassidy arched, head against the wall, chest out with water splashing against them as she began to cum on Kelly's finger. "Fuck. Fuck! Oh, my fucking GOD!" Cassidy whimpered as the orgasm raged through her, thrumming deeply into her bones.

Kelly leaned in and kissed Cassidy's clit, her finger pushed deep inside, feeling the contractions of her best friend's cunt as she came.

After a few moments, Cassidy relaxed, her hands letting go of Kelly and falling to her sides. Kelly stood up, hands on her friend's hips so she didn't collapse or slip. "Okay?" she asked delicately, leaning in to give Cassidy a soft kiss on the mouth.

Cassidy nodded, her head falling forward to rest on Kelly's shoulder.

"Am I interrupting?" Jack asked, opening the shower door and peeking in, the glass having fogged over from the water and the girls' steamy activities.

Jack was feeling a little... rough this morning. As young as last night's activities had made him feel, he wasn't a teenager anymore. So when he woke up a few minutes ago, he had been sure that all he wanted to do for the rest of the day was nap. Maybe with a heated blanket... no, an ice pack... or maybe both.

But then he heard the shower running...

Kelly and Cassidy were nowhere to be seen. Maybe Cassidy had slipped out early. She had a husband to get home to, after all. But if that was the case, what were the noises he was hearing above the spray of the shower? It wouldn't hurt to take a peek. Worst case scenario, it was just Kelly. Maybe doing some early morning self pleasure.

And best case, it would be...

When he looked in, he found Kelly and Cassidy kissing beneath the hot spray of the luxurious shower, bodies slippery, hands gripping each other's hips, lips pressed together hungrily. It was a fascinating, erotic surprise. Kelly had never been shy with him in private about the fact that she could be attracted to women. She would often teasingly point out women when they were out together in public, letting him know with a raised eyebrow and a subtle nod that a woman was "her type". But Jack had always wondered how much of it was a tease, because he knew the idea of her with another woman turned him on.

Well, if last night left any doubt, this scene expunged it. Kelly was kissing Cassidy while he was supposedly asleep. Whatever attraction there was between the two ladies seemed to be much deeper than just a brief show for his benefit.

Jack's eyes flicked to Cassidy's naked form; petite, soft, deliciously feminine, and dripping with water. It felt different seeing her in the light of day. A little... taboo even. The threesome that Collin had given his blessing to had ended last night, along with Jack's birthday celebration. He wasn't a birthday boy anymore, just a man. A man who had no business ogling someone else's wife. As his eyes met Cassidy's, he could tell that she felt that strange tension as well. Should they be doing this anymore now that the morning had come?

Maybe it would be better for Jack to leave. Instead, he turned to Kelly, who was looking at him with a considering, pursed-lipped expression. "Do you mind if I join you?" he asked, wrapping all the complicated feelings of the morning after into the question.

Kelly raised an eyebrow, and for a second he thought she would tell him to go back to bed and leave Cassidy alone. But a sly smile quirked the corners of her lips, and Jack could tell she was game for at least a little more fun. "I don't know," she said musingly, turning to the gorgeous friend she still held close in a naked embrace, "do you think there's room in here for a dirty old man, Cass?"

That question was weighted too, dangling the opportunity for Cassidy to close the book firmly on her sexual contact with Jack. Jack felt Cassidy's blue eyes on him for a moment like a heavy weight. Then she blushed and shrugged shyly. "I think we can squeeze him in."

Everyone grinned at that. Kelly stayed close to Cassidy, as if she were protecting her, but even as she did, her hand moved down to Cassidy's pussy, still throbbing from her orgasm, and gently parted her lips. "It was definitely a squeeze, if last night was any indication."

Jack watched, giving the girls some space to relax, to get used to his presence. His hand moving to his growing erection.

"I still can't believe he got it in this little bud." Kelly giggled and, letting go of Cassidy's lips, gave her puffy mound a little swat. It wasn't hard enough to hurt or really even tingle, but Cassidy gasped at the playful contact. She glared at her friend, cheeks blazing, and gave Kelly's pussy a little swat back.

The girls began to giggle and Jack watched them playfully swat and smack each other's hips, asses, pussies and even tits as they splashed under the water like children. After a few moments of horseplay, Kelly brushed Cassidy away. "Ok, ok, enough," she giggled. "I do actually need to get clean during this shower. The birthday boy squirted just as much on me last night as he did on you, if you didn't notice."

At that, Cassidy's eyes darted to Jack, who was still patiently watching and waiting. "Uh... do you maybe want some help?" She asked him nervously, eyes darting around the shower, not wanting to land on Jack for too long.

Jack watched Cassidy standing there, the same old doe-like nervousness in her eyes, like she could turn and run at any second. But there was something else there too... something that had appeared last night.

A desire to be caught.

Jack's eyes slid downward, taking in her rounded hips, the silky-smooth pussy she had shaved just for him, the delicate pink nipples on her firm little tits, just the slightest bit erect despite the warm humidity of the shower. Back to her eyes, and the tentative curiosity there. Jack's cock rapidly pumped toward full stiffness.

She'd offered. She wanted to play. That made this fair game in his book.

"Sure," he said warmly, stepping toward her and into the warm spray, "that sounds amazing."

Kelly stood beneath the spray, soaping up her hair and allowing her husband and Cassidy a tiny bit of privacy. Cassidy took the loofah, sudsing it up, and began scrubbing the grime and sweat off of Jack.

Cassidy took her time, pressing the loofah into Jack's chest, hairy and matted from the water. She scrubbed him thoroughly, letting the soap lather up and begin dripping down his trim abs and arms. Moving her hands along his body, she scrubbed efficiently but delicately, making sure to actually clean him and not just admire his body. His erection was in plain view and Cassidy couldn't help but be aware of it. Her thighs occasionally brushed against it as she scrubbed him; gentle, feather-light touches of warm skin to warm skin. Cassidy's heart beat faster and faster in her chest as she tried and failed to ignore the stiff cock in front of her. She moved lower and lower every few moments, working her way down Jack's body until she was squatting in front of him, his massive, thick cock right in front of her face, dripping wet and throbbing with masculine power. Some of the creamy white suds from his chest dripped around it and over his balls, drawing Cassidy's helpless, lustful gaze.

She'd been close to Jack's penis several times last night, and of course it had been inside her multiple times as well, but still she was impressed. Not that it was some sort of monster. It just looked perfectly proportioned. Thick. Full. Smooth. The head looked like a glossy helmet. Right now, its urethra was dripping pre cum in thick drops. It was just so manly. Amazing. Or maybe it was because Cassidy had only ever seen Collin's cock up close and, though she absolutely loved her husband's penis, this was just so new. Maybe the novelty alone made it easy to get obsessed with.

Her hands moved to his cock, one still holding the loofah and the other wrapping around the base of his shaft. This was ok... it didn't even really count as a hand job. Jack's penis was clearly in need of washing after last night... she was just continuing to help clean him up. The loofah scrubbed up along his length as she stroked him at the same time, stimulating him in two unique ways. Three, if you counted the soft, warm, tingling suds that were coating his thick cock and dripping down Cassidy's hands, arms, tits.

Jack stood triumphant and kingly, watching this married woman give him a wet, soapy hand job. Naked. On her knees. At his feet. Watching his cock with wide, admiring eyes. Her lips glistened, tongue darting out to lick them with an unconscious need.

Kelly continued giving them what privacy she could as she washed herself, listening to the soft groans from her husband as her best friend stroked his cock. She tried not to be too jealous; there was no question Jack was hers and hers alone. And last night had been so fun that she was definitely considering how they might do it again. But she still felt a little stomach clenching emotion; a possessive feeling for her husband. Up till last night, she'd been the only one to give him pleasure and passion. Now, Cassidy was doing it too.

She turned to watch Cassidy eagerly scrubbing her husband's cock. The sight was beyond erotic. And not just because of seeing her husband achingly hard and enjoying getting pleasure from another woman. Seeing Cassidy dripping wet, soap sliding along her beautiful pale skin was intoxicating. Kissing her had been... it had been lightning... a sparking flame building into a raging inferno. She wasn't even going to attempt to hide that she was attracted to her friend. There'd be on point. She'd never be able to hide it. Cassidy was everything that Jack was. A friend. A partner. Beautiful. Talented. Smart. If Kelly really were fully lesbian, Cassidy would be her first choice to be her partner for life. Her heart swelled with the feelings and she couldn't stay on the sidelines anymore.

Cassidy put the loofah aside, letting the water rinse the soap from Jack's body and cock. There... all clean. Really, she should just stand up now. Her job was finished. Cassidy looked up at Jack, biting her lip. Her hand was still firmly wrapped around his throbbing cock. Did it really matter if she gave him a hand job? They had done much worse last night. This morning probably just counted as another part of the threesome, really. It wasn't a big deal. She wrapped both her hands around him now, stroking and twisting, making him groan. Suddenly, Kelly appeared, squatting alongside her. For a second she was nervous that Kel would be upset at what she was doing. But Kelly kissed her hard and deep, her own hands joining Cassidy's on her husband's cock to give him a double hand job as they made out.

Jack looked down, deeply enjoying the erotic sight: two women kneeling in front of him, passionately making out while their slim, feminine hands pumped the length of his cock. In the light of day, the sight was even more awe inspiring than it had been in the dim light of the bedroom.

But that didn't mean it couldn't get better. "Hey girls," said Jack with a chuckle, breaking their focus on each other and making them look up at him, "I'm feeling a little left out of this kiss... could you maybe help a guy out?"

Cassidy looked confused, then glanced at Kelly. "Ummm, so do you want us to stand up and...?"

Kelly sighed dramatically and pulled her husband closer by his cock. "No, sweetie. He doesn't mean he wants to kiss us. As usual, the man is trying to make this all about his dick." She winked at Cassidy, whispering, "But I think that adding a cock to the mix might actually be pretty hot, don't you?"

Cassidy giggled as Kelly brought her lips to the head of Jack's cock, then mirrored her movements, until they were sandwiching Jack's throbbing head between their soft, wet lips. "Yessss," groaned Jack, "That's perfect! Why don't you both..."

"Ahh!" said Kelly sharply, waving a finger at her husband with a mischievous grin. "If you want to interrupt me and my best friend's kiss, you'll do it on our terms. Just sit back and relax now, big guy. For the next few minutes, your cock is our toy. Trust me, you'll enjoy it."

Jack laughed and nodded. Fair enough. He had gotten to be the dominant big shot all last night after all. He and Kelly loved to play power games in bed. He had a dominant kink, and Kelly loved to submit to him. But she also loved to switch things up, and teasing him was one of her major turn-ons as well. Variety was the spice of life, and they had certainly found that to be true in the bedroom. Kelly had practically been a tyrant on the night the twins were conceived, if he remembered correctly.

In any case, he was perfectly capable of being a good boy and letting Kelly call the shots for a while... but he did wonder how deep the submissive streak Cassidy had revealed last night went.

"Do what I do, Cass," Kelly said cheerfully. "He loves it when I do this to him... it'll drive him nuts if we do it together." She pressed her lips back up against the side of Jack's cock, but this time let her tongue slip out between her lips, licking and swirling it over his cock head outside of her mouth. It looked totally obscene. Almost pornographic. Cassidy couldn't wait to try it herself. She kissed the other side of Jack's cock, then let her own soft pink tongue slither out to join Kelly's.

Jack let out another involuntary groan as the two friends licked all over the head of his cock, their tongues wetly tangling with each other as they moved over his sensitive skin. As they continued their new obscene style of make-out, Kelly reached up and began massaging his balls, and after a second, Cassidy joined her.

It felt amazing: two tongues slipping and sliding over his cock and each other while two soft hands gently played with his balls. It actually felt too amazing. Shit. Jack stepped back, panting.

He had managed to cum several times last night, but the Viagra had long since worn off. He wasn't confident he could go multiple rounds right now, and he thought that if he played his cards right, things could get a lot more interesting than just a blowjob.

Kelly and Cassidy seemed surprised by his sudden move backward. They looked at each other for a moment... then burst into giggles. Kelly held up a hand, and Cassidy slapped it cheerfully in a wet high five. "I told you!" said Kelly triumphantly, "We almost had him! And it took, like, what? A minute? A minute and a half?"

Jack growled playfully, striding forward again toward Kelly, tapping his cock against her cheek and saying, "Very funny, angel. It was two against one! As if you wouldn't cum just as fast if Cass and I were working on you at the same time." Kelly giggled up at him with insolent, intrigued eyes, giving his cock a teasing lick. "Don't threaten me with a good time, hubby. But... you're on."

"Okay, Cass," said Jack conspiratorially. "Trust me, I know Kel inside and out. We'll have her moaning for mercy in under a minute." Cassidy nodded and bit her lip, ready to play along.

"Ok, Angel," said Jack to Kelly in a voice of mock authority, "Hands on the wall and spread 'em!'"

Kelly rolled her eyes, but stood to obey, bending at the waist to plant her hands on the wet wall of the shower, displaying her long, luscious legs, perky ass, and the smooth mound of her pussy.

Jack smiled, crouching to get closer to Cassidy's level. "I'll take care of her pussy. What I need you to do is get underneath her and start playing with her nipples. Kelly has really sensitive breasts. Whatever you can do; Lick, suck, nibble, squeeze... you name it. Don't stop until she cums."

Cassidy gulped, looking toward the luscious breasts hanging beneath her best friend's body. "G-got it," she said, feeling the buzzing warmth of arousal grow within her.

They quickly got into position, Jack behind Kelly, and Cassidy beneath her. Kelly looked down at her friend kneeling below her. Her dark, lively brown eyes warm and amused. "Ahh, you got tits duty, huh?" Her nose wrinkled cutely. "Hmmm, well, have fun," she said, pushing her breasts forward, presenting them for Cassidy. "We were a bit too busy last night for you to really try them out."

Before she could say anything in response, Kelly gasped. Jack had knelt behind her, taking her hips in his hands and pulling himself in to eat her enthusiastically from behind. It was a little surprising: Cassidy had expected him to use his incredible cock to bring his wife to orgasm.

Is he that confident in his tongue technique?

She had no time to get distracted. She had a job to do. Cassidy raised her eyes to Kelly's hanging breasts. Big. Firm. With large, dark pink nipples at their tips. They looked perfect, dripping with the wet heat of the shower. Cassidy had never looked at any woman the way she had started seeing Kelly. But she had no need to fake her eagerness as she raised her hands and cupped them in her palms, gently bouncing them, getting a feel for her friend's chest.

Kelly chuckled and looked at Cassidy through lusty eyes. "What are you doing, hon? Trying to juggle?"

Cassidy giggled with her friend and then, cupping the breasts in her hands, moved her mouth up to the stiff pink nub of Kelly's nipple and took it between her lips.

Kelly hissed in approval as Cassidy sucked the nipple in her mouth, swirling her tongue lightly around it, just like she had done with Jack's cock so many times last night. Her other hand lifted to stroke and pinch the other nipple as she worked, closing her eyes and relishing the sensation of her friend's soft breasts pressed against her face.

"Yes!" moaned Kelly, taking a hand off the wall to reach down and move Cassidy to her other nipple, crushing her into her pillowy tits in her ecstasy. "Suck my tits, Cass! Fuck! You're so fucking good at this!"

Kelly had put up a brave front, but it was clear Jack had been correct. Behind her, he thrust his face deep between his wife's thighs, licking and slurping and sucking, focusing intensely on her clit with his lapping tongue. He was confident that he had the skills to bring her to moaning orgasm rapidly, especially with Cassidy's help.

After just a minute of being tag-teamed by her husband and her best friend, Kelly's thighs shivered and her back arched. She let out a joyful cry. No hands on the wall now; one was thrust behind her to pull her husband close, and the other pressed Cassidy tight to her chest, where her friend still suckled and nipped, exploring the joys of playing with another woman's breasts for the first time.

Finally, Kelly released them with a big smile and a shaky laugh. "Ok, ok! I admit defeat," she said, helping Jack up from his knees and kissing him deeply. Jack smiled back, holding her close. "What do I win?" he asked cheekily.

Kelly cast a considering eye down at Cassidy, who was fidgeting and blushing on her knees, clearly deeply aroused. "I think Cassidy is the one who ought to win something now," said Kelly firmly. "Sucking cock and tits is fun, but it isn't very stimulating. Cass dear, didn't it look fun when I was in that position, up against the wall?"

"I... Well, umm. Yeah," said Cassidy shyly.

"Good," purred Kelly, reaching out to help Cassidy to her feet. "Why don't you take that same position, dear? Let me and Jack make you feel good for a change. And none of this time limit thing anymore. Just some nice, relaxing fun."

Cassidy nodded, biting her lip hard, and placed her hands on the wall, spreading her legs and arching her back, just like she had seen Kelly do. Jack felt a swell of lust as he saw the cute little pussy peeking out from between her thighs.

He knelt, inspecting closely. Cute, delicate... a little puffed from her obvious arousal and also raw-looking from heavy use last night. Jack got right up close, raising his fingers to stroke delicately down her lips, making her shudder and making a tiny whimpering noise in her throat.

Kelly stood by Cassidy's side, her hands rubbing and stroking eagerly over Cassidy's firm, apple sized breasts.

She looked so good... Jack thought she would probably taste even better. He got even closer, his warm breath fanning over Cassidy's sensitive skin.

"W-wait..." Cassidy pleaded softly, "Jack, not... not that. I'm sorry but.. C-Collin, he... I mean, I don't let him..."

Jack felt a brief stab of frustration, but immediately backed away. This whole thing was about respect, trust. Cassidy had set a boundary, and he would respect that... no matter how much he wanted to dive right in. Instead, he raised a hand and brought it up to softly rub between her tender lips. "Of course," he said. "I understand. Are fingers okay?"

"Y-yeah," gulped Cassidy, "Fingers are gooood." She trailed off and arched onto her toes as Jack pressed his middle finger into her opening. It was burning hot, wet, slick, squeezing him with need.

She was nervous that Jack would be upset. It was obvious he wanted to go down on her and he clearly enjoyed cunnilingus, considering what she'd just seen him do with Kelly. And he was good at it too. Kelly had cum in barely a minute! But she just... wasn't ready. Yes, she'd let Kelly tease her with her mouth a few minutes ago, but that had felt more... she couldn't put her finger on it. Kelly was her best friend, she trusted her completely. And though she knew Jack well, and he was the preacher at their church, a good man all around, she still didn't quite... have that bond. Yet. Besides, as strange as it seemed, her attraction and play with Kelly felt like it was on a totally different sexual axis. The things she did with Kelly and how she felt about her were hard to compare to Jack or Collin at all. But letting a man besides her husband kiss her there... when Collin had never been allowed? That felt much more serious.

Kelly began plastering soft kisses all over Cassidy's back, along her neck, in her wet hair, and down to her earlobe, softly sucking it as Cassidy stood, presenting herself for Jack's probing finger.

"My husband is very talented." Kelly whispered huskily. "Fingers. Tongue. Cock. He's a sexual virtuoso. And he's gonna take good care of you." She gave Cassidy a fluttering kiss on the lips.

Cassidy could only pant, concentrating completely on the feeling of Jack's thick finger sliding slowly in and out of her pussy. She could feel her lips clinging to him, suckling, not wanting to let him go.

Kelly let her hands roam Cassidy's body for a moment longer before moving down to her friend's ass, pulling her cheeks open so her husband could get a clearer view of everything Cassidy had to offer.

Jack groaned in delight as he saw Cassidy's most private areas put on full display for him. A beautiful little pink asshole. Her puffy, smooth little mound that was closed tight around his finger. Cassidy was cute in every single way. Fuck! It was enough to make a man jealous. Collin was such a lucky man! Jack would have to make sure he let Collin know just how amazing his wife was and how great of a man he must be to have ended up with her.

Water splashed and cascaded down their bodies, dripping along Cassidy's ass cheeks and over her asshole and labia. Jack continued slowly pumping his finger in and out as Cassidy moaned and trembled adorably, this time not in a hurry to make a girl cum. He let his eyes feast on her perfect little body, trying to burn the sight into his brain along with all the other events of last night.

Kelly leaned down and gave her husband a deep, passionate kiss as his finger slid in to the last knuckle. Cassidy squealed breathlessly, her cute little toes curling against the wet tile of the shower as she relished the sensation.. When their lips parted, Kelly winked at Jack and did something characteristically bold. She pulled the cheeks of Cassidy's ass even further apart, and, looking straight into her husband's eyes, slid her tongue deep between Cassidy's soft cheeks, licking swiftly over her friend's little pink anus.

"Ahhh!" Cassidy's legs shook, and her pussy clenched tightly around Jack's finger. Maybe it was because she enjoyed that sudden, surprise stimulation, or maybe all of her taboo thoughts and the new sensations had just blended together into a deep, writhing need in her belly, but a fresh, powerful orgasm exploded inside. Her nails raked against the tiles of the wall as she moaned in pleasure, and her hips moved by themselves, grinding backward greedily into Jack's fingers.

Jack pulled his finger out of Cassidy and stood up with a determined fire burning in his eyes. He wasn't going to miss this opportunity. Cassidy was submissive, curious, and deeply, passionately horny right now. He took Cassidy firmly by the arm and spun her around. She was still mid orgasm, her glossy lips parted and panting, her arms weakly clinging to the big, strong man in front of her as she stood on wobbly knees. Kelly stepped back to give her husband room to work. She was unsure exactly what Jack planned to do, but could tell by the look in his eyes that he was hungry... and he was going to get what he wanted.

Jack stepped forward, pinning Cassidy's back against the slick wall‌ of the shower. Then, in a smooth motion that defied his fatigue from the night before, he reached under her, gripped her ass in his firm palms, and lifted. Cassidy gasped in shock as her feet left the ground. Her legs opened instinctively, circling tight around Jack's muscular waist. She was panting, still lost in the ecstasy of her orgasm. Her mind reeled with the sensation of being lifted, carried effortlessly by someone so much stronger than herself. Her eyes searched Jack's determined, hungry expression. His lean muscles beaded with hot shower water and strained with effort. He looked so... powerful. So manly. Cassidy felt like she was swooning a little. It wasn't just her orgasm that was making her feel a little starry-eyed. "J... Jack... wh.. wha...?" Her words wouldn't come out... and then she didn't have words at all. Jack positioned himself at her entrance and, hands holding to her ass tight, pulled her down onto his erection.

"OHHHH HOLY FUCK!" Cassidy screamed in ecstasy and shock. Her head flew back‌, scalding water cascading over her, down her breasts and stomach. Her stiff nipples dripped with erotic, heated droplets as her whole body was forced into another rolling orgasm, right off the back of the last. Cassidy's arms slid around Jack's neck, holding on for dear life as Jack met her wide-eyed gaze. Heat sizzled between their eyes as they breathed heavily, holding the pose for one searing moment. They both felt the same powerful, animal lust they had discovered last night. The passion between man and woman that couldn't be held back by things like marriage and politeness. Jack adjusted his grip, then thrust upward, starting to fuck her.

Jack held her tightly, possessively, and thrust her down the full, fat length of his cock, all the way to the hilt. This wasn't a gentle, exploratory rhythm like last night; this was needy and insatiable. With Cassidy's upper back pressed against the wall for support, he held her ass in the air and pulled her down repeatedly onto his cock. His angle was perfect for powerful, gravity-assisted penetration. The head of his dick tapped again and again at her cervix. Jack's thick member stretched her open again and again, never giving her time to adjust, repeating the stretch like some sort of obscene exercise.

"Yeah. Oh, fuck Cass, your pussy is so tight!" Jack grunted, looking her right in the eye as he roughly claimed her.

Kelly came up behind Jack, wanting to see from his point of view. It was stunningly erotic to see her best friend's eyes locked on her husband's, wide and burning with passion and shock and lust. She glanced down over his shoulder, watching with horny fascination as his cock vanished into Cassidy's tight little tunnel over and over, her lips stretched wide and lewd. Her hand went to her clit and began rubbing furiously, sweet pleasure rising inside her as she watched Cassidy getting fucked hard and fast.

"J-Jack!" Cassidy gasped. She was trying to tell him to go slower, that he was stretching her to her limit and it was giving her a mixture of pain and pleasure that her brain was having a hard time separating. But she couldn't get the words out. She knew she could just say 'stop' and it would end, but... she didn't want to. Fuck! She wanted more! "F... fuck... fuck god yes please don't stop." Those were the words that came tumbling from her mouth, her tits bouncing and splashing water between them as she dug her nails into his back. "FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKK!"

Jack began pounding faster. Harder. His hips bucked upward, meeting the downward thrusts of Cassidy's body. It was amazing. Heaven. He loved Kelly's body, and sex with her was phenomenal, but this experience with Cassidy was a whole new world. Stupidly, the words to the Disney Aladdin song started playing in his head as he fucked his wife's best friend. The triumphant thought made him swell even further inside her, his thrusts spearing upward into her with even greater force. Cassidy, cute as always, whimpered, nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck, her panting breaths hot on his throat.

Kelly moved behind Jack, kissing along his spine as he used her friend. With one teasing kiss on each ass cheek, she gently spread them open. Rimming wasn't something they did often. It was a special occasion activity Kelly used when she wanted to be particularly kinky. Last night had been one of those rare occasions. But today it seemed like they were breaking even more taboos, and she had no intention of being left out of Jack and Cassidy's pleasure. Her tongue lashed out, licking between Jack's cheeks and over his tightened asshole as he fucked her best friend long and hard.

"AAHHH FUCKING SHIT, KEL!" He grunted. His wife's wicked act of stimulation pushed him over the edge. His hips thrust faster. Deeper. Harder. He pinned Cassidy to the shower wall, crushing his chest against hers, feeling her soft breasts and nipples rubbing against him. Their mouths found each other in a hard, oppressive, hungry kiss. Tongues twisted and teeth nipped. Cassidy was breathing into Jack's mouth and her chest heaved deeper and deeper against his as another orgasm began bursting inside her.

"FUCKING CUM ON ME CASSIDY!" Jack ordered. It wasn't a request. He wanted it and he was going to get it. "CUM ON MY FUCKING MARRIED COCK!" He shouted it into her face, into her mouth as they kissed.

Cassidy obeyed.

She screamed into him, her whole body shaking and shuddering and tensing. Kelly lapped deeply at her husband's asshole, making him grunt so primally you would have thought a lion or a tiger was loose in the hotel room. It pushed Jack up and over the edge of climax, and his cock began spurting thick ropes of cum deep into Cassidy's pussy. Kelly grabbed hold of his pulsing balls and felt them constricting as they let loose their load into her friend, her own fingers dancing along her clit so fast she brought herself to orgasm right along with the others.

Their moans and grunts mixed together. Jack pressed harder into Cassidy, his cock pulsing and shooting even more cum deep inside. Cassidy's nails dug into Jack's shoulders painfully as she tried to hold on tight through her avalanche of an orgasm. The stimulation from Kelly's tongue seemed to keep Jack pulsing, emptying semen reserves he didn't know he had. The feeling of the thick warm cream dripping around the tight union of Cassidy's pussy and his cock made him shake right along with her.

Cassidy was whimpering, shaking, "J... Jack... p... plea... please put... down..." She gasped, trying to claw herself back from the empty space in her brain made by the mind blowing orgasm.

Jack nodded slowly, out of breath and trying to keep hold of Cassidy so they all didn't slip and fall into a heap. He let her down gently, making sure to keep her steady as her feet touched the slick floor. Kelly was up on her feet now, grabbing hold of Cassidy's hand and helping to keep her up.

"Okay?" Kelly whispered to Cassidy, brushing back wet hair from her friend's face.

Cassidy nodded drunkenly and smiled. "Y... yeah..." she breathed and lay her head on Kelly's shoulder. "Can... we just... get clean now?"

Kelly chuckled and looked at Jack. "Give us a minute." She mouthed to him, signalling for him to rinse off and leave the shower so the girls could collect themselves.

Jack stepped out of the shower, leaving the two girls to their conversation. He felt gloriously alive and liberated. Every nerve seemed to pulse with adrenaline. The world looked bright and brand new.

He had read somewhere that men were hard-wired to want multiple women. It made sense in a strictly biological sense. Men could impregnate multiple women, so why stop at just one? Of course, in a moral and religious sense, having multiple women was a lot more dubious. He had always shaken his head at ideas like that. Kelly was the only woman he would ever need.

But having two women devoted to him... horny and willing to share him with each other... It had been an intoxicating night and morning living in that fantasy. All of his aches and pains from the night before didn't trouble him at all right now (although he was sure they would be back in full force by the evening). Maybe it was his body's way of rewarding him for fulfilling his biological drive to claim multiple women. As morally questionable as that thought may be.

As Jack towelled off, he could hear Kelly and Cassidy murmuring softly to each other in the shower, no longer kissing and teasing, just the earnest discussion of two friends. He could see them through the fogged glass out of the corner of his eye, heads held close in discussion.

He let them have their privacy, moving back into the bedroom to get dressed. Cassidy and Kelly had been friends for a long time, and he knew that there was an intimacy and trust there he would never pierce as long as he lived. Nor was he interested in trying to.

Jack wrinkled his nose and chuckled as he returned to the bedroom area. Good lord, the room smelled like sex! The stale smell of sweat and other fluids was like a slap in the face; a stark reminder of their passionate tryst the night before. Even with the coffee Kelly had brewed, the aroma of their activities had won out and made Jack's eyes water just a little.

The room's new odour helped to break Jack's fantasy. It was the morning after. As fun as the brief taboo session in the shower had been, it was a diversion from reality. Just an epilogue for the special once-in-a-lifetime event he'd been gifted.

Cassidy didn't belong to him, even if there was an undeniable sexual chemistry between Kelly, Cassidy and himself. His attraction to his wife's best friend would go back on the shelf forever, except perhaps for some kinky dirty talk from Kelly. And watching the videos, of course.

Jack opened the window and stripped the soiled sheets from the bed, setting them in the hallway. Then he called the front desk to have housekeeping come fetch the sheets and ordered an extravagant spread from room service. Then he got dressed. Luckily, Kelly had been smart enough to pack a change of clothes for him, since he hadn't brought anything to the room.

By the time he changed into a fresh pair of jeans and a fitted tee, room service had arrived and the ladies were stepping out of the bathroom wrapped in towels.

"Okay, I smell bacon!" Kelly announced, her towel wrapped up around her breasts. It wasn't quite long enough to cover her ass or the underside of her pussy as she came strutting out. Cassidy was on her heels, wearing a towel that did a better job of covering her nudity. "Oh my gosh, are those Everything Bagels?" Cassidy's eyes brightened as she noticed the cart that was filled with a magnificent breakfast spread.

Kelly had already plucked a piece of bacon off the tray and was munching on it happily as she turned on her heel and returned to the bathroom for a moment. She came back with her bag and tossed it on the bed. "I brought a change of clothes for us both, just in case you forgot," she said, patting Cassidy's shoulder while she was smearing a thick layer of cream cheese onto her bagel.

"Oh... geez, I'm such an airhead," Cassidy sighed, picking up the jug of orange juice and pouring herself a glass. "I didn't even think... I guess I was just gonna wear the same clothes..."

"No walk of shame today, sweetie!" Kelly scolded playfully. "You leave this room clean and clear and happy." She winked and sat down on the bed, grabbing a blueberry muffin that was stacked on a plate with several other pastries. "MMMMMM these are freaking orgasmic!" Kelly moaned. "Probably better than sex."

Jack, sitting in a chair in the living area, looked up from his coffee and muffin and glared at his wife in mock annoyance. "Watch it."

Kelly smirked at her husband, playfully cocky. "Watch what? Watch me cream myself over this amazing little confectionary? Watch it please me in ways that you never could?" She batted her eyes at him and gave him an innocent, yet sultry look, then she took another dainty bite.

Cassidy held back a laugh as she bit into her bagel, sitting on the opposite side of the bed from Kelly and looking through the bag to see what clothes her friend had brought. She let the banter between her two married friends wash over her. It felt light and casual, like they were just having breakfast together instead of decompressing and refueling after a night of sex and a morning-after of even more copulation. Part of her knew that the reality of what had happened was going to come crashing down on her at some point. The spell of this room would be broken once she left. But she pushed that feeling aside for now and tried to enjoy the morning.

Finishing her bagel, Cassidy pulled out a pair of cute, smooth, strappy-back, high-leg thong panties that were patterned with little pink and red hearts. The other pair was a purple lace trimmed v-string. A v-string was something she'd never be caught dead in. "Kelly, seriously?" She held up the strappy-back panties with an unimpressed expression.

Kelly turned to her friend with big, innocent eyes. "What? It's not my fault your taste in panties is what our grandparents wore. Live a little, Cass, show some ass." She grinned, winked, and bit into another piece of bacon.

Cassidy glared, but sighed in resignation and stood up, letting her towel fall. It dawned on her that just twelve hours ago she never would have considered being naked in front of Jack, or Kelly for that matter, in such a casual manner. But after what they had all shared, what they'd done; standing in a room naked with them seemed trivial. She pulled on the heart printed panties, feeling them snuggly hug her hips, the back slipping between her cheeks and the front gusset clinging so tightly to her vagina there was a clear indent of her slit.

Kelly whistled. "Damn girl! You really need to show that off more. Go ahead, shake it for us."

Jack chuckled, but his eyes were up and clearly taking in Cassidy's figure as the panties clung tightly to her.

"Can you chill, pervert." Cassidy muttered, glaring at Kelly, which only made her friend laugh. Reaching back into the bag, she pulled out a matching bra that fit her decently, even though Kelly and her were different sizes, and then pulled out a pink t-shirt and pair of white capris.

"Collin will definitely be surprised if you let him see those undies." Kelly winked and got up, going to get a fresh cup of coffee that had been brought with the rest of the breakfast. "A nice little surprise gift to go with the videos we made for him!"

Cassidy blushed, thinking about her husband seeing her ass hanging out in the thong. Oh, my gosh! What would he think? Would he like it? She usually wore regular underwear that covered at least half of her bottom. It was hard to remember if she'd ever worn a thong for him. Would it interest him? Seeing her in something so skimpy? Sure, she'd worn that white thong for Jack, but that was part of the gift, not some everyday occurrence. And as far as the video from last night went... she didn't even want to think about that right now. She mulled it over seriously as she pulled on the capris and t-shirt.

"Toss me the other clothes, would ya, Cass?" Kelly asked, walking back to the bed and putting her coffee down on the nightstand.

She pulled out the black pair of jean shorts, red tank top and the v-string panties and matching bra, tossing them over to Kelly who promptly dropped her towel and nabbed the panties, slipping them on.

Jack sat quietly, enjoying the show as the girls got dressed. Asses jiggling, breasts swaying, all the little goodies getting covered and wrapped back up. It was funny, seeing them get undressed was sexy, but seeing them get dressed was sexy too. Maybe he just liked women. That was probably it. Clothed or naked, he liked them all the same.

The rest of the time in the suite was spent quietly eating breakfast, enjoying coffee, juice and just sitting and letting themselves relax from the high tension and exhausting activity from last night and this morning. Finally, Cassidy went back to the bathroom to gather her things...

... and that's when she noticed her phone.

There were messages from Collin. Texts. A couple of missed calls. One from last night, one from this morning. It was only then that the sobering truth hit her... she'd spent the night. That hadn't been the plan they discussed. She'd told Collin she was coming home last night and that they'd spend the day together. But it was now almost eight, and she hadn't even texted him to tell him she was okay. He was probably worried sick! If anything, he had shown remarkable restraint by only calling twice.

"Fuck," she muttered. Kelly peeked into the bathroom. The woman had the ears of a bat.

"Did I just hear you curse? And not in the context of sex?"

Cassidy met her friend's curious gaze. "I missed calls from Collin." Her eyes were wide and guilty.

Kelly's eyes widened, too. "Oh... yeah. Fuck is right."

"I gotta go!" Cassidy exclaimed, quickly tucking her phone into her pocket and clutching her clothes to her chest. "I'm sorry..."

"No. No. No apologies. You go home to your man. Blame it on us if you need to." Kelly gave Cassidy a quick hug and ushered her to the door. "Give me a call or text later okay, let me know if he's angry. We can clear up anything we need to."

Cassidy was nodding like a bobble head as she opened the door and slipped into the hall. "Thanks Kel. Love you." And with that, she was rushing to the elevator.

...

Cassidy's heart was pounding. She could hear it in her ears. Feel it in her toes and fingertips. She'd stayed the entire night. Fuck. How could she have done that to Collin? And it wasn't just that; she could be forgiven for falling asleep. It was the fact that she hadn't even thought about Collin at all during the entire night, and the entire morning her husband had been absent from her mind. She had woken up, had steamy shower sex with her friends, then chatted over a leisurely breakfast, and hadn't even thought about the husband she was supposed to be spending her day with until she saw his attempts to contact her. It was unforgivable.

She hit her steering wheel in frustration as she drove, going just slightly over the speed limit, wanting to get home as fast as possible. Ignoring Collin's texts... calls... Well, okay, so she hadn't ignored them. Her phone had been in the bathroom and... with all the noise in the room, she hadn't heard it. In fact, she'd set it to vibrate. Double fuck. She'd done this to herself.

Part of her wanted to call Collin right then, but she felt too ashamed. Too nervous. And besides, talking and driving was a bad idea, let alone fighting. She was almost certain that she was headed home to a fight. Or maybe a very tense conversation. What if he was really angry? What if he was just sad? That would almost be worse.

There had to be a way to make this up to him. Nothing came to mind. But oddly, as tense as she felt at that moment, her mind was also surprisingly clear. Sharp and focused.

It's because you got fucked into unconsciousness. Had countless orgasms. Then had your brains fucked out in the shower in the morning by your best friend and her husband. This clarity is because you're satisfied.

The thought hit her so hard it was like she'd driven her car into a brick wall. Her grip tightened on the wheel and she suddenly felt so tense and on the verge of a panic attack that she quickly pulled over to a gas station and parked, rolling down her window and taking deep breaths of the crisp morning air. Her chest felt tight. Every hair was standing on end along her neck and arms. Her breaths were coming in shallow and constrained.

Oh, my god. Oh, my god. Calm down. It's okay, Cass. It's okay.

Everything came rushing back, just as she'd predicted. The hotel room had been a little bubble, separated from the rest of the world, allowing her to do anything she pleased with no consequence. But now that bubble had popped and reality was rushing in, trying to suffocate her. She'd had a threesome. A threesome with her PREACHER! A threesome with her BEST FRIEND! She'd had her first lesbian experience. But it was more than that. Cassidy had blown past all the rules she and Collin had set in place. She'd made out with Jack. With Kelly too. She'd taken Jack raw, and she'd let him cum inside her MULTIPLE times. She could almost feel his cum still inside her, even though after Jack had left, Kelly had helped her clean up thoroughly.

Tears came to her eyes, and she started smacking the steering wheel, gritting her teeth.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

Cassidy was not one to swear, at least not beyond the bounds of the bedroom. But if there was ever a time to swear, this was it. She'd violated Collin's trust. Jack had been inside her unprotected. Cum inside her so deep it felt unreal. There wasn't any risk of pregnancy of course, but it was the principle of the thing. She'd promised Collin and gone back on her word.

Worse. Just thinking about it, about Jack sliding into her... his cock pulsing as it emptied into her vagina. It turned her on! She was already feeling heat between her thighs, and wearing these thong panties that were so tight against her now bald pussy wasn't helping.

She continued taking slow, deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. Eventually, it began to work. Her heart rate slowed and the feeling of utter terror and panic subsided to a little buzzing in the back of her brain. That was better than feeling full on terror and wanting to jump out of her skin. Getting out of the car, she went into the gas station and grabbed a Sprite, something fizzy but not too sweet to help calm her stomach.

As she stood in line to pay, her phone buzzed. A new wash of terror flooded through her as she pulled it out of her pocket. Was Collin texting? Was he worried? She should message him and tell him she was on her way home. It was the least she could...

The message was from Jack. It was a link to a cloud file. When she clicked it, it sent her to a folder. Her eyes widened. The phone began slipping from her grasp, but she quickly regained her faculties and gripped the phone tight, hurriedly closing the window. Jack had sent her the videos they'd made and pictures they'd taken last night. The thumbnails revealed... Dear God, had anyone seen?

Cassidy looked around, but thankfully there was no one waiting in line behind her. No one had seen.

The thumbnails were... explicit. To say the least. A close up of Cassidy's pussy stretched full by Jack's cock. One of her and Kelly on their knees, worshiping Jack's penis. Kelly and Cassidy making out. There were nearly a dozen video clips and just as many pictures. Honestly, she'd lost track of the camera last night. Sometimes seeing it, other times completely forgetting it was part of the evening's events. She really didn't even know everything they'd captured.

She shoved her phone into her back pocket, stepped up to the register quickly paying for her soda, then turned and walked back out to her car. She leaned against the driver's side door for a moment, not ready to get in. The bubbles from the Sprite tickled her nose and sent shivers through her body that strangely helped her loosen up and relax. Her stomach stopped twisting and everything began returning to a normal rhythm inside her.

Okay, Cass. Okay. Take a second. Gather your thoughts. What you did last night was completely consensual. All parties agreed. Even Collin. He was aware you and Jack would have sex. Yes, some rules were broken. You kissed Jack, and you let him inside you bare. And let him cum inside you. That's... not good. I mean, it certainly felt good and... well amazing, okay it felt fucking amazing, but you never agreed to that happening. Collin didn't agree to that. That's what's not good.

She pinched the bridge of her nose. Took another drink of her Sprite. Her phone was burning a hole in her pocket with the possibility of the videos and photos. Should she show them to Collin?

Fuck no!

Geez, she was being so foul-mouthed... even in her head. That's how upset she was. The answer was strong and confident. Clearer than she expected. She couldn't let Collin see those videos. It would break his heart. Change the way he saw her forever. It was bad enough she was going to have to tell him what she did...

I can't...

Tears came to her eyes for a minute. The last rule Collin had set was that she had to give him every detail about the evening. It was the only rule that she hadn't broken yet. But she was about to. She couldn't tell Collin about last night. No... she didn't want to. What had happened last night was intense, but amazing. It had ignited something inside. She knew that was cliche. She'd read enough stories, romance novels and the like, about women finding something deeply buried inside that came to light when they had a romantic, erotic tryst. But it was a cliche for a reason. Something had bloomed inside Cassidy last night and this morning, and it wasn't even all about Jack. She thought about Kelly. Her lips. The feel of her body. How smooth her pussy felt to her fingers, warm and tight when she pushed them inside.

Cassidy's hand crushed the Sprite bottle in her hand and the soda fizzed and spilled over onto her hand and into the parking lot.

She was breathing hard again, but this time in arousal. She stared at the mess for a minute, then walked to the nearest trash can like a robot, threw the bottle away and returned to her car, slipping inside and starting it up again. It was time to go home. She needed to talk to her husband and tell him... something. But one thing was for sure. The videos were staying private... and... maybe, some details of her little adventure should remain secret as well.