Nate and Noras 4th of July Party

Nate was already awake when the sun started coming up. He was buzzing with anticipation and nerves.

Today was the day. The big Fourth of July party that would change everything.

He'd finally made it to the big leagues at StarPhire, the hottest fintech startup in the valley. And today his colleagues were invited to his home to show them he wasn't just the compliance guy who did the lame shit. He had the perfect house, the perfect girlfriend, and he was all set to prove he belonged among the real players.

He slipped out of bed quietly, trying not to wake Nora, and padded downstairs to the kitchen. He made his coffee and pulled out his timeline one more time, grinning as he reviewed every detail. Food, pool games, his automated fireworks display. Every detail was locked down.

These weren't just any coworkers either. The big players were coming. Marcus with his Wharton MBA confidence. Tyler who was turning down Goldman Sachs offers like they were spam emails. Jack, the technical genius who built the foundation of StarPhire. And Alex, the creative director whose campaigns regularly won awards. And he was going to be in their inner circle after this.

His knockout of a girlfriend Nora was the cherry on top, who would make them all jealous as hell.

He downed his coffee, then checked his timeline one more time. Nothing could be left to chance.

Not after that damned prank war.

The thought crept in despite his best efforts to keep it buried. He tried to push it away, focus on today, but the memory forced its way back. Watching Nora getting fucked by his best friends in his own bed, right in front of him. Hearing her beg for it.

"We were just acting," she'd insisted any time he confronted her, those piercing green eyes penetrated his soul. "Where's the trust after four years together?"

He'd tried to argue. "I heard you, Nora. I saw you, with my own eyes, right in front of me."

"You think I would actually fuck your friends? It was just a performance to sell the prank, and it worked, we got you good!" Her voice gleeful as she reminisced about "winning" the prank war.

"We had to make it look convincing, right? God, Nate, you're being so paranoid."

Every time he brought up what he'd witnessed, she'd turn it around on him. Make him the problem. The jealous boyfriend. The one who couldn't handle a harmless prank.

At some point it became easier to accept her story than to accept what his own eyes had told him. At least on the surface.

But he couldn't face Dean and Finn again after what they'd done. He cut them out of his life completely, blocked their numbers, avoided the places they hung out. He couldn't confront the truth, couldn't let it disrupt his dream of perfect life.

But today was different. Today was the day he brought that dream to fruition.

He landed the dream job, now he just had to prove he belonged with the key players. Marcus with his Wharton MBA confidence. Tyler who was turning down Goldman Sachs offers. Jack, the legend who built the entire technical foundation that made StarPhire possible. And Alex, the creative director whose campaigns regularly won awards.

Nate was the compliance guy. He was brought in to do the boring paperwork while these guys changed the world. He set out to prove he was more than that. He wanted to be one of them.

He'd made a resolution not to drink today, stay vigilant, stay in control. Learn from his mistakes.

The back door opened behind him and Nora emerged, stretching like a cat in the morning sun. Even fresh from bed, hair in a messy tangle, she looked stunning. The months since April had been good to her. Her trainer had helped sculpt her body into something even more devastating than before, though Nate didn't trust that smug asshole Brock for a second. Still, he could hardly deny the results Nora was getting, so he kept his mouth shut.

Her ass was noticeably rounder and more sculpted from months of squats and deadlifts. Thicker, more defined thighs that strained against whatever she wore. Those flawless double-D tits that still made his brain short-circuit, but now set against a narrow waist that emphasized her hard won curves into a perfect hourglass figure.

Nate had become pretty insatiable in the wake of her transformation, to the point of her annoyance. But she was giving him some leeway because she did enjoy the attention, and it clearly kept Nate happy instead of him asking too many questions about April Fools and the aftermath.

"You're up early," she said, her voice husky from sleep. "Planning your little party?"

"I just want everything to be perfect," he said, trying to keep the edge out of his voice. "These guys are important."

She rolled her eyes, strutting over to pour herself coffee. "They're just a bunch of tech bros, Nate. Not the UN Security Council."

She had no idea what was at stake here.

"I'm going to grab a shower," Nora said, heading back upstairs. "What time are they coming over?"

"Around noon," he called after her.

An hour later, she reappeared in a simple red, white, and blue bikini that showed off her amazing curves.

Nate felt that familiar mix of pride and anxiety watching her move around the kitchen.

"You look great, but maybe something a little less..." he started, then caught himself.

Nora's eyes flashed dangerously. "A little less what?"

"I just meant, you know, it's a work thing, so maybe something more conservative?"

"Maybe I should cover up because you don't trust yourself or your coworkers to behave like adults?"

"It's not that, it's just..." He gestured helplessly. "This is important to me."

She crossed her arms under her chest, pushing her tits up higher. "So I'm supposed to dress for your insecurity?"

"Come on, Nora. You know what I mean."

"No, actually, I don't. Explain it to me."

He was digging himself deeper with every word. "Just... maybe something that won't distract everyone?"

"Right. Because my body is the problem." Her voice was getting sharper.

"That's not what I said."

"It's what you meant."

"Think what you want I guess, but go change! I mean it! And before they get here!"

She turned to head upstairs. "Fine. I'll change. Since you asked so nicely."

Nate's stomach dropped as he realized how he came across.

"Babe, wait, I didn't mean..."

"You're good," she called back sweetly. "I'd hate to embarrass you." She fluttered her eyelashes at him as she walked away.

At least she was going to change, but he knew he'd pissed her off.

When she returned a few minutes later, Nate's eyes went wide.

"Holy shit."

The new bikini was barely anything at all, tiny triangles connected by strings that seemed designed to disappear into her curves. The bottom rode up between her ass cheeks, showing off the sculpted butt that months of gym work had given her. The top barely contained her incredible tits, threatening to spill out with every movement, tied in front with a simple bow that looked like it could come undone with the slightest tug.

Nate noticed how that tiny triangle in front displayed her completely bald pussy against the tight fabric. He'd been asking her to get waxed for months, and she'd finally given in as she got more confident with her body. The thin material of the tiny bikini left nothing to the imagination, molded against her so tightly that it was obvious there wasn't so much as a hair under it.

"You wanted me to change," she said with a defiant smile. "So I changed."

Nate's mouth hung open but no words came out.

Before he could respond, the doorbell rang.

"Showtime," Nora said, sauntering toward the back door. "Hope you're ready for your big important party."

Nate opened the front door to find his four coworkers standing there with coolers and grins. Marcus looked like he'd walked out of a magazine in his perfectly fitted polo. Tyler wore expensive casual wear that probably cost more than Nate's mortgage payment. Jack looked deceptively relaxed but was clearly ripped under his shirt. And Alex had that laid back surfer vibe that made everything look easy.

"Nate! Ready for that firework show you've been promising us!" Marcus boomed, clasping him on the shoulder.

They made their way to the backyard, chatting about work and the market and StarPhire's latest funding round. Normal guy talk. Nate started to relax, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Then Nora stepped onto the deck.

The conversation came screeching to a halt. They suddenly found themselves staring at the most spectacular woman any of them had ever seen in person. Her toned, curvy body was showcased perfectly by the tiny bikini, every curve and line screaming sex appeal and confidence.

"Hey boys," she said casually. "Welcome to our little Fourth of July celebration."

Marcus recovered first. "You must be the famous Nora, you look absolutely stunning. Nate's a lucky man."

"Nice to meet you," Tyler said, his eyes locked on her.

Jack just nodded, his mouth hanging open before he caught himself. "Hi, we've heard so much about you!"

Alex looked her up and down with obvious appreciation but kept his cool. "Great place you guys have here."

Part of Nate felt proud watching them stare at his girlfriend, knowing she was his. But another part of him wanted to throw a towel over her and get her away from their hungry eyes.

But now it was time to show these guys what he was made of.

"Alright, it's about time to fire up the grill," he announced, walking over to his latest toy, the most expensive grill money could buy, loaded with every high-tech feature available.

He'd spent an hour yesterday testing every function, checking connections, making sure everything was perfect for today.

He pressed the ignition button. Nothing.

Pressed it again. Still nothing.

"Sometimes it takes a minute to warm up," he said, trying to keep the confidence in his voice as he turned knobs and pressed buttons. The guys watched politely as ten minutes passed with no results. Everyone was getting hungry, watching him fumble with the controls.

"Tank might be empty," Jack said finally, checking the obvious thing Nate should have thought of first.

"I just filled it!" Nate protested.

Jack stepped in, pushing Nate aside as he checked the tank, confirming Nate's worst fear. "Valve was left slightly open. Looks like it leaked out."

Jack shook his head with a half-joking smile. "Propane though? Really? Gas is just... not real grilling, you know? Can't get that flavor."

He mentioned his barbecue competition wins, smoked brisket and ribs that took home trophies. "Low and slow, that's the secret. Takes lots of patience and good ol' fashioned know-how."

Nate's face went red. All that money on equipment, and Jack was politely schooling him.

"I'll be right back," Nate muttered, grabbing his keys. "Just need to swap out the tank."

He had to drive to swap out the tank while everyone waited hungry, leaving Nora alone with his more successful, confident coworkers. The embarrassment burned in his chest the whole trip.

When he returned, he found Nora sitting casually on Jack's lap while he regaled everyone with stories about his barbecue competition days. She was clearly comfortable getting cozy with Jack while Nate was gone. That paper thin bikini bottom was all that separated her smooth, waxed pussy from Jack's thigh. The tiny triangle of fabric did almost nothing to hide the outline of her lips as she shifted against him.

"You need to let the meat get nice and relaxed before you start, really let the flavor penetrate deep," Jack was saying, talking about injecting marinades.

Nora was hanging on every word, clearly enamored by his confidence more so than any real interest in barbecue techniques. "I do love a nice piece of meat," she giggled, matching his energy.

Nate's hands clenched into fists. He wanted to tell her to get off Jack's lap but knew he couldn't without seeming like a controlling lunatic.

The barbecue finally got started after Nate changed out the tank. He made a point of staying focused on the grill, keeping his distance from Jack. He didn't need another lesson in front of everyone about how he was doing everything wrong.

"Need any help over there?" Jack called out, but Nate waved him off.

"I got it," he spat more curtly than he intended.

Jack put his hands up. "Okay, you got it..."

But he was distracted watching Nora laugh and flirt with their guests. The smell of burning meat hit him too late.

"Shit shit shit," he fumbled with the tongs.

He flipped the burgers quickly, but they were already charred black on one side. He tried to play it off, turning them and hoping no one would notice. At least the brats were salvageable.

Marcus wandered over to check on the progress. "Smells great, man."

Nate forced a smile, even though the burgers looked like charcoal. "Just getting some good char on them."

By the time he finished grilling, all the burgers he'd promised his guests were destroyed. Thankfully the brats turned out okay and Nora was back to sitting in her own chair, much to Nate's relief.

Everyone grabbed plates and complimented the food politely, though nobody touched the burgers. "These look great," Marcus said, grabbing a brat and loading it up with toppings.

But Nate watched as everyone avoided the burgers entirely. They were so obviously burnt that nobody even pretended to want one.

Nora was the one to point out the burgers were inedible. "Really?" she held one up. "I've been looking forward to a burger all day," she said disappointedly as she glared at Nate.

Nora took one of the brats instead, skipping the bun. "My trainer has me on keto," she explained when she got a weird look from Jack.

"Whatever you're doing is working!" Jack said, nodding approvingly as he dug into his plate.

She noticed all the eyes on her as she wrapped her lips around the bratwurst, taking her time as she looked right at Jack. Her tongue darted out to catch some juice that dripped down her chin.

Nate watched with a growing knot in his stomach as she held eye contact with Jack, her mouth still on her sausage.

Nobody else said anything about the burnt hamburgers. He had a witty retort locked and loaded in case his coworkers brought it up, but nobody did, which made him feel worse somehow.

Nate's face burned with embarrassment. Even the simple task of grilling lunch, he'd managed to screw up. At least the brats saved him from looking like a complete fraud.

"Beer, Nate?" Marcus offered, holding out a cold one.

Nate hesitated. He'd promised himself he wouldn't drink today. Stay sharp, stay in control. But his nerves were already starting to fray, the grill issues, Jack's polite schooling, watching Nora on his lap, and now burning the burgers... "Fuck it, why not," he thought to himself.

"Yeah, sure," he said, taking the bottle.

One beer became two. Two became three. The edge started to disappear, but so did his judgment.

As the afternoon progressed, things actually settled down nicely. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, the food was good, and Nora was still sitting in her own chair.

The guys had started talking about the fireworks display, and Nate saw his chance to redeem himself. He talked up his professional-grade fireworks setup, explaining safety protocols in excessive detail. "I've got the whole thing mapped out, specific distances, safety zones, the works."

The guys nodded politely, their "yeah, ok" responses should have been a warning.

Now that things were going well, Nate's impaired judgment decided he needed to show off.

"Hey, you guys want to see some fireworks preview of tonight?" he announced, more than a little tipsy. His voice carried that false confidence that came from too many beers and desperate need for attention.

"No sense letting these things go to waste," he continued, pulling out cheap bottle rockets that came free with every purchase when he got his fireworks. The irony wasn't lost on anyone except Nate, who'd just lectured about proper protocols.

Tyler raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it still daylight? Thought you said the big show was after dark."

"These are just the warm-up act," Nate grinned, his judgment completely clouded.

Instead of setting them up properly, he decided to hand-launch them to look cool.

He held the first rocket in his sweaty palm, flicking his lighter. The fuse caught immediately, burning faster than expected.

"Uh, Nate..." Alex started, but it was too late.

The rocket launched from his hand, flying erratically. Everyone watched as it careened sideways, nearly clipping Tyler's ear before exploding against the fence.

"Dude, what the hell?" Tyler jumped back, spilling his beer.

Marcus shook his head. "Maybe we should wait for the big display you've been going on about?"

But Nate's ego was fully engaged. "Relax, that was just a fluke. I know what I'm doing."

He grabbed another rocket, trying to compensate for the first misfire. The guys stepped back, except for Nora who was lounging nearby, scrolling through her phone.

"Seriously, Nate, maybe we should..." Jack started.

"I got this," Nate snapped, lighting the fuse.

But his overcompensation sent this one flying in the opposite direction. Straight toward Nora.

Time slowed as everyone watched the flaming projectile streak through the air. Nora looked up just in time to see it heading for her chest.

"SHIT!" Nate screamed.

The hot rocket bounced off her tits and got caught in her bikini top. The fabric began to singe where the burning tube made contact.

Nora screamed and quickly yanked the tie of her bikini top just before the rocket popped.

Everything moved in slow motion. Nate watched in horror as his girlfriend flung her tiny bikini top through the air, revealing her perfect breasts to four sets of hungry eyes. Her nipples, already hard from adrenaline and the cool air, stood out prominently on her soft skin. The bikini top fluttered through the air, landing directly on Alex's lap.

She was completely topless, standing in full view of Marcus, Tyler, Jack, and Alex, the people whose respect he was desperate to earn. Instead he'd handed them a full display of his woman's magnificent breasts on a silver platter. It was all because of his stupidity, and it was obvious to everyone.

Nora's tits looked more incredible than they'd been imagining all day. Full, firm, with perfect-sized pink nipples that begged to be licked. The afternoon sunlight highlighted every curve, making her look like something out of a magazine.

Her eyes, on the other hand, seared right through Nate like a high intensity laser.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Nora screamed incredulously. She picked up the bikini top directly off Alex's crotch, making him squirm slightly. Her movements made her tits bounce and sway in his face as she bent down.

Everyone stared in shock at Nate's reckless stupidity and at Nora's spectacular exposed body.

"Babe, I'm so sorry, it... it was an accident, I..." he stammered.

"An accident?" Nora cut him off, her tits jiggling with her angry gestures. "You nearly burned my tits off with your stupid little stunt!"

She examined the top, which was slightly singed but mostly intact.

"Ya know what? It's fine," she said firmly, tossing it aside. "I don't need it. You ruined it anyway."

The casual way she dismissed her top sent a spike of panic through Nate's chest.

"I'll grab you a top, Nora, I'm sorry."

She looked around at the four guys. "Is this going to bother anyone?" She pushed her chest out and cupped her breasts from underneath like they were on offer.

They stammered various versions of "no" and "of course not."

"See Nate? Don't worry about it, we're good."

"No, you're putting on a top!" he demanded.

"I said we're good!" she responded with venomous nonchalance.

Alex stepped in. "It's your body Nora. No one else can tell you what to do with it."

Nora nodded approvingly. "Exactly. Thank you, Alex."

Nate wanted to push back, but he was in no position to make demands. He'd just nearly burned his girlfriend with his carelessness.

The energy of the party changed completely with Nora's tits out. The guys tried to act normal, but there was unmistakable sexual tension.

Nora seemed to relish the power she had over them, leaning into it. When she moved around, every eye followed her.

"Well," Marcus said finally. "I guess the fireworks show started early."

Everyone laughed, breaking some tension. Nate had shown himself to be exactly the opposite of what he was trying to present: careless, incompetent, insecure.

"Maybe you should put those away, don't you think?" Jack suggested to Nate, gesturing toward the pack of fireworks still in his hand.

Nate looked down, realizing he was still holding fireworks like an idiot. "Yeah... yeah, probably a good idea."

With Nora topless and the immediate crisis past, the guys did their best to return to normal conversation. But normal was relative when you were trying to have a casual chat with a spectacular naked woman who kept leaning forward to show off her exposed tits.

Nora embraced her role as the center of attention, stretching her arms overhead to make her tits bounce, leaning forward when reaching for her drink to let them sway hypnotically.

"So anyway," Marcus continued, trying to pick up his interrupted story, "we're sitting in the conference room with the biggest client account in the city, and their CEO says..."

But he kept losing his train of thought as Nora positioned herself directly in his line of sight, her breasts swaying as she gave Marcus her full attention.

"Sorry, where was I?" Marcus laughed, running a hand through his hair.

"The CEO," Tyler prompted.

"Right, the CEO. So he looks me dead in the eye and says, 'If you can guarantee our ROI increases by thirty percent, we'll sign.' And I'm thinking, this is it. Make or break moment."

Nora leaned forward, her tits practically spilling into her lap as she gave Marcus her full attention. "That's incredible! How did you even think to approach them that way?"

She was clearly impressed, touching his arm as he talked. Marcus lit up under her attention, his natural charisma kicking into high gear.

"Well, it comes down to understanding what drives people," Marcus explained, his confidence growing as Nora hung on every word. "I'd done my research, knew their pain points, their goals. Sometimes you gotta take the risk."

"And did you close it?" Nora asked breathlessly.

"Seven figures," Marcus grinned. "Biggest deal of my career."

Nora's eyes widened with admiration. "That's amazing."

Nate watched this exchange with growing unease. His girlfriend was practically fawning over Marcus's success story.

Tyler cleared his throat. "Speaking of, don't forget that my market predictions made it all possible"

Nora immediately shifted her attention to Tyler, who spoke with the quiet authority of someone who was always the smartest person in the room.

"I could see the pattern forming weeks before anyone else caught it," Tyler explained, his precise, methodical delivery somehow making market analysis sound sexy. "All the indicators were there, commodity futures, currency fluctuations, behavioral patterns in the retail sector."

"It all worked out I take it?" Nora asked, clearly turned on by his brilliance.

"To the tune of almost 50 million in assets," Tyler confirmed with calculated precision. "Sometimes being right pays off."

Nora was practically melting. "That's so impressive."

Tyler's expensive glasses caught the light as he nodded. "Has to be that way in my position. One miscalculation can sink a firm, especially that early, it was make or break and you'll notice we're not broke," he smirked.

"That's about when we pulled Alex," Tyler continued. "He's a legend."

"It takes a great team, I just make things look pretty," Alex responded humbly, which just made him look even more confident. "I was still creative VP at FreshBite at the time, but they have a great team here, so I made the leap."

Nora's eyes lit up. "Wait, those FreshBite commercials, was that you? Those were everywhere! With the guy getting dumped over a delivery order, what was it?"

"Shawarma," Alex grinned. "Well, we did a few, but that was the first one that really went viral."

"Yes! That's right! And all the shawarma breakup memes after!" Nora was practically vibrating with excitement, making her tits jiggle and bounce.

"I just did the artwork and animation, I'm not really a marketing genius, but the shawarma was my idea," Alex said.

"That was genius! Everyone was sharing those." Nora was touching his arm now, clearly turned on. "You're so creative, I love how your mind works."

Nora's attention turned to Jack expectantly. "You've been quiet, what do you do other than be Mr. Strong Silent Type?" with a wide grin and innocent giggle.

"I'm not much of a storyteller," Jack said with characteristic understatement. "I just build things."

Marcus chimed in, "You mean built the whole foundation of the company... this guy..."

"Ooo tell me," Nora insisted, leaning toward him. "I want to hear about that, you must be a big deal."

Jack's face lit up despite himself. "Well, when StarPhire was just an idea, I built the entire infrastructure from scratch. The payment processing system, the security protocols, the API that handles billions of transactions..."

"Wait, you built all of that?" Nora was beaming with admiration. "By yourself?"

"Well yeah, at first it was just me, but I've got teams of teams now. I sorta miss those early days sometimes. Lots of boring technical mumbo jumbo that I won't bore you with, but it's part of what gave us the edge. Speed matters in this business," Jack explained.

"No, it's super interesting, just way over my head," Nora giggled again.

Jack waved her off with a modest, "It takes a team, I do my part I guess."

She was touching Nate's colleagues as they talked, leaning in, her body language screaming attraction.

Nate had tried to join in with his story about catching a discrepancy in risk reporting at his last job. His story had trailed off as he realized how quickly he lost everyone's attention.

"I designed a whole mitigation strategy that saved the product launch from having to get pushed back probably six months..."

But the guys had just politely nodded while his voice grew quieter and more uncertain.

As story time wrapped up, the afternoon sun beat down while they relaxed by the pool. The alcohol was making everyone looser and more flirtatious. Nate's face was getting redder and redder, as he watched her flirt with his coworkers. He noticed Nora lean into whatever anecdote Tyler was regaling her with, her fingers tracing patterns on Tyler's arm.

"Babe, you should put on some sunscreen," Nate blurted out, cutting into the conversation.

Nora blinked and looked over at him. "Huh?"

"Sunscreen, you don't wanna burn."

"Oh... yeah, um, yeah sure," she said with mild annoyance at her conversation being interrupted.

"Let me get some on you."

"Yeah fine..."

He started applying sunscreen to her shoulders and back with gentle, caring motions. But as he got more confident with the touching, emboldened by the alcohol and desperate to assert some kind of dominance after being overshadowed all day, his hands began to wander.

Gradually working his way to her sides, his thumbs "accidentally" brushed the sides of her exposed breasts. The contact sent electricity through him. He'd been watching her tits bounce and sway for the last hour, and now he was finally getting to touch them.

"Nate, just the shoulders please," Nora said initially.

"I'm just being thorough, gotta protect you," he insisted, getting increasingly aggressive as the alcohol and sexual frustration took over. His hands lingered longer than necessary, gradually becoming more bold.

Soon he was openly groping her tits under the pretense of sunscreen application, his greedy hands cupping and squeezing them while the guys watched. The smooth lotion made his hands slide easily over her skin, and he couldn't resist massaging and kneading her breasts.

"Nate, stop it," Nora said, getting annoyed at being groped publicly.

But Nate was past caring. The combination of alcohol, sexual frustration, and desperate need to mark his territory made him ignore her protests. He squeezed more lotion into his hands and continued groping her tits, rolling her nipples between his fingers.

Alex stepped in. "Hey man, come on, she's clearly uncomfortable."

"I'm just putting sunscreen on my girlfriend," Nate said defensively while continuing to grope her, his hands now openly massaging her breasts in full view of everyone.

"Nate, I mean it, stop touching me like that in front of everyone," Nora said more firmly, pissed off now.

"Dude, seriously, that's enough. She told you to stop more than once," Alex insisted, his tone getting firmer.

But Nate's hands were slippery from sunscreen and sweat, and he was getting increasingly flustered as everyone watched him ignore his girlfriend's protests. In his desperate attempt to squeeze more lotion while groping her at the same time, the bottle slipped from his greasy fingers.

Time seemed to slow as the plastic bottle flew directly into Nora's face, hitting her nose and cheek hard with a wet smack.

Sunscreen splattered across her face and into her eyes, the thick white lotion coating her features.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" Nora shrieked in pain and fury, frantically wiping the stinging sunscreen from her eyes with the back of her hand.

The guys stared in shock at Nate. First the bottle rockets, now assaulting his girlfriend with a sunscreen bottle while groping her in front of everyone.

Alex contrasted sharply with Nate's aggressive fumbling. "You ok? I can help you clean that off, is it ok if I touch you?"

He got her water from the cooler, helping her rinse the sunscreen from her stinging eyes and wiping her off with his towel. "Do you still need some help with the sunscreen?"

The stark contrast was not lost on Nora. Where Nate had been grabby and aggressive, ignored her protests, Alex asked consent at every step.

"I can do your shoulders if you want?"

"Yes, that would be nice, thank you," Nora said, clearly appreciating the respectful approach after being manhandled by her boyfriend.

"Is it okay if I get your back?"

"Of course. See how easy that was? To ask for consent before touching?" she said, staring daggers at Nate.

Alex worked carefully on her shoulders and back, thorough. His hands moved with purpose, applying the lotion evenly while taking his time, both Alex and Nora clearly enjoying it as he massaged her body with his strong hands.

As he removed his hands feeling he'd been thorough enough, Nora cupped her own tits and looked at him pouting. "You missed a couple big spots, they're exposed to the sun too after the bottle rocket incident..." she turned her attention to Nate, staring daggers at him again.

Alex wasn't about to say no to that request, especially when she was explicitly asking. "If you're sure that's okay?"

"Yes, please. I don't want to burn."

Nate couldn't let this fly, but he sat there paralyzed, the rage building in him wouldn't translate to actual words, his face turned red as he watched this happening right in front of him.

Alex carefully applied sunscreen to her breasts, cupping them gently but thoroughly. His hands worked the lotion in with slow circular motions, making sure to cover every inch of exposed skin. He even made sure to cover her nipples completely, lightly pinching and rolling them to "ensure even coverage."

"Mmm, that feels much better," Nora moaned softly, her nipples hardening under his thorough touch.

His hands lingered much longer than necessary. Alex's hands were confident and skilled, knowing exactly how to touch a woman's body.

"That's good... yes... right there," Nora said, her responses getting shorter and breathier as Alex's hands worked her.

Nate watched helplessly, his cock hardening despite his humiliation as another man touched his girlfriend's tits more skillfully than he ever had.

"Do you need some help with your legs too?" Jack offered.

"Yes please, thank you for asking," Nora said immediately, directing her gaze at Nate again with fire in her eyes.

Her legs parted slightly as she relaxed. Jack carefully applied sunscreen to her thighs, his hands massaging her skin with confident strength that sent electricity up her spine.

"How's this feel?" he asked as he worked the lotion into her skin.

"Mmm, good," Nora said breathlessly, almost a whimper.

Jack's hands moved to her upper thighs, reaching between her legs, slightly brushing up against her thinly covered pussy.

Moving up to her hips and getting close to the edge of the small triangle of fabric that covered her. His hands carefully applied sunscreen and briefly slipped just under the edge of the material.

A sharp "ah" escaped her full lips as he continued further.

"You okay?" Jack checked despite her obvious positive response.

"Mmmhmmm," she grunted breathlessly.

She was breathing heavier, shifting her hips slightly to give him better access. Marcus and Tyler watched intently, obvious bulges growing as they witnessed this display.

Her responses were reduced to soft moans as both Alex and Jack continued touching her, their hands moving with expertise over her sun-warmed skin.

Nate watched helplessly as his girlfriend got increasingly turned on by his coworkers' attention. All the guys were clearly aroused too, obvious tents in their shorts from watching and touching her.

Nora definitely noticed their erections, her eyes lingering on their bulges with obvious interest.

"Maybe we should all get in the pool? It's getting pretty hot." she suggested with obvious double meaning, her voice husky with arousal.

The guys were eager to get changed into swim gear, needing to adjust themselves discreetly before their obvious hard-ons became even more embarrassing.

The guys quickly headed in to change, except Alex, who was already in board shorts while Nora remained topless, with just her tiny bikini bottoms.

For the next hour or so, the pool games only served to increase the sexual energy.

They played chicken fights with Nora riding on shoulders, her tits bouncing as she tried to knock opponents down. During one match against Alex, she pushed her bare breasts into his face, pressing against him deliberately, lingering way too long.

"Sorry!" she laughed when she "accidentally" smothered him with her breasts. She stayed pressed against him longer than necessary, her hard nipples dragging across his mouth and cheek. Nate thought he saw him open his mouth slightly to get a lick but he couldn't be sure.

Alex was obviously enjoying the contact, his hands gripping her thighs as she pressed against him.

They played Marco Polo where she was "it," searching blindfolded while the guys pretended to hide, but made little effort to avoid her tits brushing against them or her ass pushing into their tented swim trunks.

During water volleyball she made a clear effort to grind against their hard-ons underwater whenever possible. As the game went on, she became more brash, more deliberate.

When Tyler spiked the ball, she dove to "save" it, pressing her nearly naked body against his tented trunks underwater. Her hand lingered on his abs as she "steadied herself."

Each rally became an excuse for more contact. She'd "accidentally" bump into Marcus while going for the ball. Once, she reached over Jack to hit the ball, dragging her bare tits across his back.

The guys all tried to be gentlemen but struggled with their obvious arousal as she teased them relentlessly, the game becoming secondary to any excuse for physical contact with Nora.

When Nate tried to join the pool games, Nora stopped him cold.

"Maybe Mr. Handsy should cool off on his own for a bit," she said, her voice dripping with disdain.

Nate was forced to watch from the sidelines as she played with his coworkers and teased them relentlessly with her amazing body.

Nora was enjoying the power she had over all these successful men. Her nipples were constantly hard from the attention and cool water, and she was clearly loving every second of being the center of their desire as Nate's brain smoldered.

Nate could only watch as his girlfriend rubbed her nearly naked body against every man except him.

After the pool games had finally wound down and the afternoon sun started fading. Everyone was still buzzing with sexual tension from Nora's teasing in the water. She remained topless in just her tiny bikini bottoms, her body still wet from the pool and the sunscreen that Alex and Jack had rubbed all over her. Every guy kept stealing glances at her, trying not to be obvious about it.

Nate pulled Nora aside near the deck railing, his face flushed with alcohol and frustration. The sunscreen incident had left him humiliated and horny, watching other men touch his girlfriend better than he ever had.

"I can't believe you let them touch you like that," he said, his voice tight with wounded pride and desperate arousal.

Nora's green eyes flashed dangerously. "Touch me like what, Nate? Respectfully? With consent? Unlike your grabby bullshit that nearly ended up giving me a black eye with that bottle?"

"That was an accident..."

"Was it? Because there's accidents, and then there's careless dumbfuckery." She crossed her arms under her breasts, pushing them up. "Maybe you needed to learn a lesson."

Nate's cock was painfully hard in his shorts. He'd been turned on for hours watching her topless body tease his coworkers, and the combination of alcohol and sexual frustration was making him desperate.

"Look, I'm sorry about the sunscreen thing, okay? But you didn't need to let them put their hands all over you like that!"

Nora's expression softened slightly. "Okay, maybe I pushed it a little far, but you were out of line, and I wanted to get back at you. Tell ya what, why don't I make it up to you later, okay?" She made a gesture with her tongue in her cheek, insinuating a blowjob with a big smile. She did enjoy having this power over him anyway.

"How much later?" he asked with a suggestive smirk.

She knew she had him now. Oral sex was Nate's absolute weakness. She could control him completely with her mouth, reduce him to a whimpering mess whenever she wanted.

"I don't know, later..."

"How about now?" he said, beaming.

"Really? With everyone here?" She glanced back at the guys lounging by the pool. "Absolutely not."

"Come on Nora, I'm going crazy here." He gestured at his persistent erection. "We could go to the pool shed," Nate pressed, his desperation making him pushy. "Just for a few minutes."

"The shed?" Nora laughed. "It's pitch black in there, Nate. You still haven't fixed that broken lightbulb like I've been asking you to for weeks."

"I don't care about the light," Nate insisted, his hand moving to adjust his painful hard-on. "I just need you. Please."

Nora rolled her eyes, but she could see how desperate he was. Part of her was reveling in the power over him, and part of her was still turned on from all the attention she'd been getting from his more successful coworkers.

"Fine," she said with an exaggerated sigh. "But we have to be quick and quiet."

Nate's face lit up with relief and anticipation. "Thank you, babe. I love you so much."

"Yeah, yeah," Nora waved him off. "Just wait until it gets a little darker. I don't want everyone seeing us sneak into your broken shed."

The sun had almost completely set, twilight settling over the backyard. The automatic pool lights had kicked on, casting a blue glow across the water where Marcus, Tyler, Jack, and Alex were still lounging with their drinks.

Jack decided to take one more quick dip to cool off, jumping into the pool with a splash.

Nora caught Nate's eye and gave him a subtle nod toward the shed. His heart pounded as he watched her walk across the deck, her topless form drawing every eye. He forced himself to wait a minute before following, trying to act casual.

But he decided to try and find a lightbulb before heading to the shed. He wanted the visual as Nora's topless form sucked him off. But if he was being honest, her comment about him never fixing anything around the house had stung more than he cared to admit. Maybe this time he'd actually follow through and show her he could get shit done. Hell, maybe she'd even be impressed he finally came through.

As Nate headed toward the main house, watching Nora's ass as she walked, he slammed into Marcus, who was carrying a beer. The bottle went flying, spilling beer all over both of them.

"Shit," Marcus muttered, giving Nate a look of annoyance as beer dripped from his swim trunks.

"Oh, sorry Marcus, my bad. You alright?" Nate responded, but he was too focused on his promised blowjob to stop and think about what had happened.

"Yeah, it's fine," Marcus responded with clear annoyance, brushing beer off his chest and heading toward the pool area to clean up.

Nate couldn't remember where he'd put the lightbulbs, but he was determined to find one. He could already see it in his mind: Nora's perfect lips wrapped around his cock in full lighting.

He searched through kitchen drawers, the hall closet, the garage. Where the hell did they keep those spare lightbulbs? His buzz was making the search more frustrating, his coordination slightly off as he stumbled through cluttered storage areas.

Meanwhile, in the complete darkness of the pool shed, Nora knelt on the floor, her heart racing. The alcohol and hours of buildup had left her incredibly horny. Her pussy was already getting wet with anticipation.

She slipped her hand under the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms, her fingers immediately finding her swollen clit. A soft moan escaped her lips as she began circling the sensitive nub, her wetness coating her fingers. She was so worked up from all the teasing and attention that she could barely think straight. It didn't help that she was a little drunk.

Her other hand cupped her breast, pinching and rolling her hard nipple between her fingers. The darkness made every sensation more intense, her breathing getting heavier as she pleasured herself while waiting for Nate.

She heard footsteps approaching the shed, then the door opening. A silhouette filled the doorway for a moment before stepping inside and closing the door behind him. The shed plunged back into complete blackness.

"Finally," Nora whispered, immediately reaching out to grab him.

Her hands found the waistband of swim trunks, and without hesitation, she yanked them down. A hard cock sprang free, already semi-erect and growing harder in her grip. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft, feeling the familiar weight and warmth.

In her aroused state, with the alcohol clouding her judgment and the complete darkness disorienting her, she didn't process what she was feeling. She was too turned on, too eager from being horny most of the day.

She took the cock into her mouth immediately, aggressive and hungry. Her tongue flattened against the length, tasting chlorine and salty precum. The head pushed against her lips, and she had to stretch her mouth wide to accommodate the impressive girth.

A voice groaned above her, deeper than Nate's usual groans.

Nora worked her mouth along the shaft, taking him deeper with each stroke. Her jaw began to ache slightly as she tried to accommodate the size, but she wasn't about to slow down.

"Gck gck gck." Wet, guttural sounds escaped her throat as she bobbed her head on this cock, saliva building up with each thrust.

Her technique adapted to the size, using both hands now. One stroked the thick member while the other cupped and massaged the heavy balls hanging below. They felt bigger too, fuller than what she was used to.

Soft moans vibrated around the cock as she continued fingering herself inside her tiny bikini bottoms. The thrill of sucking her boyfriend's cock in a place where they could be caught was driving her wild.

She worked him deeper, her throat opening to take more length than she usually could. The thick head hit the back of her throat, making her gag slightly and her eyes water. But she pushed through, determined to show him how much she'd missed this.

Strong hands tangled in her wet hair, guiding her rhythm as the cock grew fully hard in her mouth. She could feel the veins along the surface, the pulse of blood through the thick member. It was rock hard now, bigger than she'd ever felt it.

Her technique got sloppier as her arousal built, spit dripping down the length and off her chin. The wet sounds of her mouth working filled the dark shed, mixing with her muffled moans and his heavy breathing.

After several minutes of enthusiastic sucking, her chin was wet with saliva and precum running down her face. Her bikini bottoms were drenched with her own juices and she could sense him nearing orgasm, the promise of a mouthful of cum. Not something she normally loved, but she was truly lost in the moment.

"Fuuuuck, Nora, that's amazing," the voice groaned.

A momentary pause as her brain finally started to process the obvious reality coming into focus. This was not Nate. It sounded like Marcus. By this time she was heading toward her own orgasm, and she was too lost in the moment to stop despite her epiphany.

If anything, the taboo nature of what was going on excited her more.

Her head bobbed faster, taking him deeper into her throat. Her nose pressed against the trimmed pubic hair, breathing in the musky scent.

Her other hand worked frantically inside her bikini bottoms, fingers pumping in and out of her soaked pussy. She was getting close to orgasm just from sucking this thick cock, the thrill pushing her toward the edge.

The wet sounds of her fingering herself mixed with her muffled gags and moans. She was completely lost in the moment, sucking with abandon while pleasuring herself in the darkness.

Meanwhile, Jack had finished his swim and headed to the shed to grab a towel. When he opened the door, he let in just enough light to see the silhouette of what was going on. His eyes grew wide. What he saw made him stop in his tracks.

Jack stood there for a moment, unsure what to do. In his drunken and horny state, he figured what the fuck, and took out his own cock and began stroking himself to the sight.

He worked himself slowly, watching the erotic scene unfold in the darkness. He cleared his throat to make sure they were aware of his presence. They both turned toward him momentarily before continuing.

Marcus was clearly close to climax, his breathing getting heavier and more ragged. He gripped her hair tightly as he began thrusting slightly into her mouth.

"Fuck, shit, fuck. Your mouth feels incredible," Marcus grunted low in the darkness, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nora's pussy clenched around her fingers at the praise. She loved making him feel this good, loved having this power over him. She increased her pace, determined to make him cum hard.

Marcus's cock throbbed against her tongue, and she could taste the saltiness of precum leaking from the tip. His balls tightened in her grip, and she knew he was about to explode.

When he came, it was with multiple thick spurts that hit the back of her throat. The volume was incredible, much more cum than she was used to swallowing.

Some of it spilled from her lips despite her efforts to swallow everything, dripping down her chin and onto her bare chest. She swallowed what she could, but this was like nothing she was used to.

Marcus stepped back, breathing heavily as he pulled his trunks up. "Fuck, that was amazing," he whispered.

But Nora was still riding her high, her pussy clenching around her fingers as the thrill of what she'd just done pushed her toward the edge..

Jack had been watching from the doorway, stroking himself. When Marcus brushed past him leaving the shed, Jack stepped inside, his hard cock already in his hand.

Without hesitation, Nora reached out and grabbed his erection. This one felt different, a pronounced curve that intrigued her immediately.

She took Jack's cock into her mouth, making obscene sounds as she worked. This cock was different, thicker than Marcus's but not as long, the curve caused it to hit different spots in her throat.

She enjoyed the sensation, not letting it slow her down. It was easier to take deeper than Marcus's longer dick, but the shape was completely unfamiliar. She had to adjust her technique, using more up-and-down motion to accommodate the bend.

Her hands cupped Jack's balls, finding them bigger and heavier than Marcus's had been. The taste was mixing with the cum still coating her mouth and chin, creating a cocktail that drove her wild.

Long strokes from base to tip, her lips dragging along his shaft while her saliva mixed with his precum. The wet sounds grew more intense as she worked him with passionate dedication.

Jack's hands gripped her hair more gently than Marcus had, guiding rather than controlling her movements. His breathing was different too, more measured, controlled, like he was savoring every sensation.

Her masturbation became more frantic as she serviced this second cock, bringing herself closer to her next climax. Two fingers pumped deep in her soaked pussy while her thumb circled her swollen clit. The fabric of her bikini bottoms was completely drenched with her juices, clinging to her swollen lips.

"Mmm, Jack," she moaned around his cock, her voice muffled but unmistakable.

The obscene slurping sounds of her mouth working Jack's cock echoed in the dark shed. Just grunts, moans, and wet sucking sounds as she lost herself in what she was doing.

All at once, Jack came down her throat while she orgasmed on her fingers, moaning around him as her pussy spasmed, drenching her tiny triangle of a swimsuit even more. His cum shot directly down her throat in steady pulses, even more volume than Marcus. She finally had to pull back, leaving him to cover her face and tits with the next few spurts.

Her bikini bottoms were completely ruined, soaked through with her own wetness. As she tried to pull them back into place, the fabric clung to her with an obscene squelching sound. They were unwearable, saturated with her slimy pussy juice mixed with the cum that had dripped down her body from both men.

She had to take them off, the wet fabric making a peeling sound as she stripped them from her soaked pussy. Now she was fully naked in the dark shed, her body trembling from the intense orgasm and the realization of what had just happened.

The shock was giving way to understanding that she'd just sucked off two different men she barely knew in the span of fifteen minutes, swallowed their cum, while she came harder than she had in months.

Meanwhile, Nate was still frantically searching the house for a replacement lightbulb. He'd checked every closet, every drawer, every storage area he could think of. Finally, in a box in the garage, he found what he was looking for, in a place he had already checked twice.

Excited to both fix the light and see Nora during their promised encounter, he hurried back to the shed with the new bulb in hand. His cock was rock hard with anticipation, practically throbbing in his shorts.

He quickly made his way to the shed, attempting to act nonchalant as he walked past the guys. He arrived at the shed and quickly installed the new lightbulb, threading it into the socket with shaking fingers. Then he flicked the switch.

The sudden bright light illuminated a scene that would haunt him forever.

Nora was completely naked, kneeling on the concrete floor. Her face and chest were covered in what was unmistakably cum, thick, white streams coating her chin, dripping onto her perfect breasts. Her hair was disheveled, her lips swollen and glistening. Her ruined bikini bottoms lay in a wet heap beside her.

She looked like she'd been thoroughly used.

"What the fuck!" Nate's voice cracked with shock and rage.

Nora's eyes went wide in the sudden light, panic flashing across her cum-stained features. But her mind raced quickly, and she immediately went on the offensive.

"I thought it was you!" she gasped, her voice hoarse from the intense oral session.

"What do you mean you thought it was me?" Nate's brain couldn't process what he was seeing.

"It was so dark, I couldn't tell!" Nora's voice rose with indignation. "You said you'd fix that lightbulb ages ago! I've been asking you for weeks!"

"How could you not know it wasn't me?"

"Seriously? In your broken shed, after your insistence we do this right now. You never fix anything around here!" Her indignation grew. "I've been asking you to replace that bulb for weeks! But no, Mr. Procrastination strikes again! So who the fuck was that, Nate? Whose cock did I just suck? You idiot!"

Nate stammered, "I, I don't know... I was... trying to find a lightbulb."

He stared at her, his mind reeling. There was so much cum on her face and chest. Was this from one guy? Who?

"And now you're mad at me?" Nora continued her assault. "For your negligence? If you hadn't insisted on doing it right now in your broken shed, none of this would have happened!"

"But... but who..." Nate stammered, looking at the evidence coating his girlfriend's body.

"I don't know!" Nora insisted. "It was pitch black! Someone came in, I thought it was you, until you showed up!"

Despite his shock and rage, his cock was harder than it had ever been. Seeing his girlfriend covered in another man's cum brought his mind back to April first. He could barely see straight. He was drunk, horny, and devastated all at once.

"This is your fault!" Nora declared, getting to her feet and facing him naked and defiant. "You created this entire mess!"

Nate wanted to argue, wanted to rage, but she was right. And his rock-hard erection was making it impossible to think clearly.

Nora grabbed her ruined bikini bottoms and held them up. "And look at these! I can't wear them, they're completely ruined!"

"Let me get you another bikini from upstairs," Nate offered weakly, still trying to process the scene.

"Another bikini?" Nora's voice dripped with sarcasm. "So you can ruin that one too? First you burn off my top with your stupid rockets, now this! What's next, Nate?"

"You know what? Fuck it!" she declared. "You are like a menace to my clothing! So congratulations! Now I'm naked!"

"Nora, that's not..."

"Not what? I may as well just go out there naked, right?" She gestured at her nude body, still glistening with cum, sweat and her own wetness.

The guilt hit him like a ton of bricks. She was right, he had caused this.

"Let me help you clean up," he offered, approaching with shaking hands.

But as he began wiping the cum from her face and chest with a towel, he was still incredibly horny. The sight of her naked body, his hands on her, it was driving him insane with lust.

He began to squeeze and rub her body as he cleaned her off.

"Are you kidding me?" Nora snapped, pushing his hands away. "After everything that just happened, you're trying to grope me? Fuck off, Nate!"

His sexual frustration mixed with rage at being denied again. He was harder than he'd ever been in his life, and he couldn't have what was right in front of him. What someone else had had in his place minutes before.

"Do not touch me..." The look in her eyes at that moment made him fear for his life. He backed away, giving her some space.

After getting cleaned up, she stomped away, and Nate followed after her, looking weak and defeated.

They returned to the party with Nora completely naked now. She offered no explanation and went back to business as usual, flirting with the guys and offering Nate a scowl anytime they caught eyes.

Everyone's shock and arousal at seeing her fully nude was palpable. Her perfect body was completely exposed under the deck lighting: firm breasts with hard nipples, toned stomach, and her freshly waxed pussy on full display. The guys tried to act casual, but their eyes kept drifting to her naked form as she moved around the party like nothing had happened.

Nate just sat there looking shell-shocked. His coworkers tried to act casual, but their eyes were constantly drawn to her body.

After they finally managed to get back to some beers and some jovial conversation, a few small fireworks were going off here and there around the neighborhood. Maybe this was a salvageable night, Nate thought to himself.

"Just need to do one final check on the system."

Nate headed inside to his computer.

He sat down and ran through the pre-show diagnostics on the system he put together, desperate to salvage something from this disaster of a day.

Outside on the deck, the conversation had taken on a different energy without Nate's nervous presence. Marcus had positioned himself closer to Nora, his confidence evident as he made her laugh with anecdotes. Tyler, Jack and Alex were just enjoying the view.

"You know, Nate's lucky," Marcus said, taking a swig of his beer while his eyes appreciated Nora's naked form. "Not many guys can land a woman like you."

"You think so? That's sweet," Nora smiled, stretching languidly and making no effort to be modest. The alcohol and the attention were clearly having an effect on her.

"Definitely," Alex chimed in. "You're amazing."

The compliments were having their intended effect. Being appreciated by these successful, attractive men was exactly what Nora's ego craved.

"It's nice to be around guys who actually notice," she said pointedly, glancing toward the house where Nate was hunched over his computer. "Some guys get so wrapped up in their projects they forget to appreciate what's right in front of them."

Jack moved closer, his quiet confidence drawing her attention. "His loss," he said simply.

The sexual tension was building. Nora was basking in their attention, while the guys were getting bolder in their admiration.

"You know what sounds good right now?" Nora said, her voice taking on a sultry tone. "That hot tub. Let me go get it warming up."

She moved toward the hot tub controls, her ass swaying as she walked. The guys exchanged glances, wondering how far this might go.

"Good idea," Marcus agreed quickly.

In the house, Nate spotted a problem. "Wait, what's this?" he muttered. "Good thing I did this final check... would have been a disaster."

He quickly corrected the timing sequence, feeling proud of himself for being thorough. Finally, something was going right. His attention to detail had saved the show.

"Perfect," he said with satisfaction, saving the corrected file. "Good catch, Nate," he said to himself.

Nora returned to where the guys were lounging with their beers, her smooth pussy clearly visible, the soft skin of her labia highlighted in the soft light as she walked. "Should be ready in a few minutes," she announced.

"Mind if I sit?" she asked Alex playfully, gesturing to his chair.

"Sure, go ahead," Alex replied, assuming she meant the empty chair beside him.

Instead, she settled herself directly on his lap, her naked body pressing against him. Nora wiggled slightly, getting comfortable. Her movements rubbed her bare pussy directly against his stiff cock through the thin fabric of his board shorts. Alex's hands instinctively went to her hips to steady her.

"Oh, ok..." Alex's eyes widened.

"What?" she asked innocently, shifting again and making him groan softly. "I'm just getting comfortable. Are you ok with me sitting here?"

"Absolutely! You are welcome to sit here anytime," Alex said eagerly.

The other guys watched with growing arousal as she continued to squirm around on Alex's lap.

Alex's grip tightened on her hips as she moved against him, his cock throbbed beneath her. She couldn't help but notice how big he felt. She wondered what it looked like as she wiggled in his lap.

The guys watched with fascination as she essentially dry-humped Alex in full view.

Nate stepped out to check the physical connections and make sure they were all solid. His coworkers were going to be blown away by this display.

As Nate stepped onto the deck, Nora's movement caught his attention.

He turned and saw his girlfriend still completely naked, in Alex's lap, grinding her pussy against his obvious hard-on while the other guys watched.

"What the fuck?" Nate's voice cracked as he processed what he was seeing.

Nora didn't stop moving. "Oh, hey babe. Just waiting for the hot tub to warm up."

"Why the fuck are you on top of Alex!" Nate spat with rising vitriol.

"I'm sitting on Alex's lap, he's keeping me warm. Such a sweetheart," she said with a soft grin.

Nate could see Alex's hands gripping her hips, could see the obvious bulge of his cock pressing against her pussy, could see the flush on both their faces.

He stood there for a moment, his emotions swirling between anger and confusion. The alcohol wasn't helping his ability to process this.

"Get up!" he shouted. Nobody responded.

"Now!"

He couldn't form enough words to justify his behavior.

"Chill out Nate, we're trying to hang out and have a good time, quit acting like a psycho," Nora said dismissively.

He saw red. He grabbed Nora's arm forcefully and yanked her off Alex's lap, dragging her toward the house as she screamed at him.

"Whoa whoa let her go man!" Alex shouted. Everyone stood suddenly to grab Nate and separate him from Nora. Marcus pulled her away while Alex, Tyler and Jack held him. "Calm down!" Marcus shouted in his face.

Nate pulled away quickly, losing his balance and tripping on the fireworks power cables.

Time seemed to slow as Nate's arms windmilled, his drunk coordination completely failing him. He crashed backward, his head striking the concrete deck with a thud.

Lights out.

Inside the house, Nate's eyes fluttered open. His head was pounding, and it took several moments to remember where he was.

Still groggy and disoriented, he slowly sat up, his head spinning from the movement. An ice pack fell off his head and hit the floor with a wet thud. "What the hell?"

"Hello?" he called out nervously.

Just the hum of the air conditioner.

He looked around the house, trying to get his bearings. Then he heard faint sounds coming from outside. Laughter, splashing, and something else... moaning?

As he moved toward the sliding glass door, his memory came rushing back. The confrontation, grabbing Nora, tripping on the cables. What time was it? How long had he been out?

He peered out through the gap in the curtains. He could see Nora in the hot tub, on top of someone, moving rhythmically. He could hear moaning. The information took time to connect in his still-foggy brain. His blood ran cold as reality snapped into place.

In the hot tub, Nora was straddling Marcus, her tits bouncing in his face as she moved up and down rhythmically. The water was concealing it but it was clear what was happening.

"Oh fuck yes," Nora's voice carried across the back yard, breathless and ragged. "You're so big... I've missed the feeling of a big cock..."

Nate couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Tyler sat naked at the edge of the hot tub while Nora gently licked and kissed the tip of his cock. Jack was sitting on the other side with a satisfied glow about him. Alex lounged in the water nearby, stroking himself as he enjoyed the show.

Nate took a step toward the door, ready to storm out there and put an end to this.

But then he looked down and realized he was sporting a massive hard-on in his swim trunks. "Fuck, I can't let them see me like this," he thought to himself.

He tried to tuck his erection up into his waistband. "Fuck!" he whispered. It was too hard, the angle hurt like hell. "Fuck fuck fuck," he tried to keep his voice down as his frustration grew, fumbling with his defiantly erect penis.

He crept off to a dark corner on the side of the deck where he could still see the hot tub clearly. He pulled his swim trunks off and tossed them aside, freeing his cock.

From this angle, he could see everything. The way Nora's tits hung in Marcus's face as she rode him. The look of pure ecstasy on her face as she writhed in his lap.

"That's it baby," Marcus groaned, his hands gripping her hips. "Ride it, tell me how much you love my dick."

"Mmm I love it so much," Nora gasped, never breaking rhythm. "You're so deep..."

She leaned forward toward Tyler, holding his shaft and rubbing the head on her tongue while continuing to fuck Marcus. Tyler groaned as she teased him with her mouth.

Nate was trying desperately to get rid of his erection so he could put a stop to this. He worked his dick furiously hidden in the dark.

"Your pussy's so tight," Marcus grunted, thrusting up into her. "I'm about to cum."

Nora pulled away from Tyler long enough to gasp, "Yes, cum for me!" then continued working Tyler's bulbous head.

The sensations were driving her wild. Marcus's cock pounding her pussy while she teased Tyler with her tongue. Her soft moans and gasps made Tyler groan with pleasure.

"You ready? I'm gonna fill that pussy with cum," Marcus warned, his breathing becoming labored.

"Mmmm, yeah," Nora gasped, pulling her mouth off Tyler's cock and stroking him with her hand.

Marcus's climax was intense, his body rigid as he unleashed his load inside her. The moment he finished, Nora collapsed against his chest, breathing hard.

Nate groaned as he spilled his own load onto the ground.

He started to reach for his shorts as he watched Nora. She lifted herself off Marcus's spent cock and pulled Tyler into the hot tub so she could climb on him.

Nate's cock was already getting hard again as he watched his girlfriend straddle another one of his coworkers. He threw his trunks back on the ground and went back to stroking himself. "Shit..." he thought to himself. "I'll just, just one more..."

"Oh my god it's so thick," Nora moaned as Tyler's cock head entered her. "I don't know if I'll fit the whole thing."

Tyler groaned. "You've got this."

She continued sinking down with his encouragement. "Ah... Ahh..." she squealed with each inch.

Nate couldn't tell if she was in pain or if she was having the best sex of her life, or both.

Alex moved to the edge of the hot tub where Tyler had been, his massive erection jutting toward Nora's face.

"Want to taste this?" Alex asked, stroking his shaft.

"Mmm yes," Nora purred, reaching for his cock while she rode Tyler.

Nate was gutted by the scene taking place before him, but couldn't look away. His girlfriend leaned forward and began licking Alex's tip while bouncing on Tyler's thick shaft as she acclimated to his girth.

"Fuuuuuck," Tyler grunted.

Alex ran his fingers through Nora's hair as she licked up and down the length of his shaft. "Just like that."

She was moaning softly as she teased Alex's cock, the vibrations making him groan with pleasure. Meanwhile, Tyler was thrusting up into her from below, hitting sensitive spots that she didn't know she had.

"Cum for me," Tyler demanded.

Nora pulled her mouth away from Alex's cock to whimper almost crying in a voice Nate didn't even recognize coming out of his Nora, "Yeah, I'm gonna cum on your thick cock!"

"Yeah just like that," Tyler said as he mauled her tits.

Her body shuddered as an orgasm ripped through her. "Oh fuck! FUCK, SHIT!"

She did not even slow down after riding out her climax, already chasing the next one.

Tyler neared his own orgasm soon, as she continued working him in small circles with her hips.

"Fuck, fuck," he began to tense. "Do you want me to cum in that sweet little pussy?"

"Please, I need it," she moaned.

He began to push up into her faster, groaning as he emptied himself inside her.

Nate tried to stay quiet as he came for the second time, his load dripping onto the growing puddle on the ground in front of him. He kept lightly stroking himself as his cock began to soften. He nearly forgot his goal to confront them, as he worked his dick back to life for another round.

He was fully hard again as Nora pulled Alex into the hot tub and positioned him for his turn.

The moment Tyler finished, Alex slid down into the water, eager for his turn.

"Go slow," Nora breathed, straddling his massive erection, the head peeking above the water as he sat. "I don't know if I can take all of it."

"I'll take it nice and slow, I want you to enjoy this," he said with a confident grin.

"I can't believe how big it is," she replied breathlessly, lowering herself onto his shaft. "Oh my god..." Her eyes went wide as the tip slid past her entrance. "Oh fuck, oh fuck..."

Alex gripped her hips gently, helping guide her down inch by inch. "Just relax, you're doing great."

He helped hold her up, slowly lowering her bit by bit.

"Oh wow, you're so tight," he groaned, "Take your time."

Nora whimpered as she tried to adjust to his size, her body trembling. "I... I can barely..." She took a shaky breath. "It's so much..."

"That's it," Alex encouraged, his hands steady on her hips. "You feel incredible."

She had to stop and catch her breath several times, working herself down onto him in tiny increments. "Oh god... I'm so full..." she gasped.

Gradually, after several minutes of patient effort, she began to move more confidently, working herself up and down his length as her body slowly adapted.

"I can't believe I'm taking all of this," she gasped as she finally got him fully inside her. The moment his entire shaft filled her completely, her whole body convulsed.

"OH FUCK! FFFUUUUCK... HHNNNG..." she screamed, her voice cracking as a reality-bending orgasm tore through her body. "I'VE... FUUUUUCK... I'M..."

Her pussy clenched around his massive cock as wave after wave of the most intense pleasure she'd ever experienced wracked her body. She was shaking uncontrollably, completely lost in the sensation, pinching and tugging both her nipples hard as the overwhelming feeling consumed her.

"Holy shit," Alex groaned, feeling her convulse around him.

"I can't... I can't..." she cried, burying her face in Alex's shoulder, tears streaming down her face from the overwhelming intensity. Her whole body was trembling as she rode out the longest, most powerful orgasm of her life.

Alex held her gently, one hand stroking her hair as she sobbed against him. "You're okay," he whispered softly. "Just breathe."

She stayed there for a long moment, crying quietly against his chest as the waves of pleasure slowly subsided. Her breathing gradually returned to normal, but she didn't pull away.

Nate felt something break inside him watching the scene unfold. Alex was giving her something Nate never could.

"Don't stop... please..." she whimpered, her voice barely audible.

"Okay," Alex said softly. "Keep riding me just like that."

After a few minutes she fully acclimated to his size and lifted herself up and turned around on his lap.

She slowly sank back down onto his shaft, planting her feet on the floor of the hot tub and lifting her ass up and down the full length of his shaft with more control.

"Holy shit," Alex grunted, feeling the new angle. "You're a natural, most women can't handle my size. You're incredible."

Nate was still stroking his own cock, completely mesmerized by the sight of his girlfriend working herself up and down Alex's massive dong. He came hard for the third time, his final load spattering onto the growing puddle at his feet.

Just then, his smartwatch rang out and vibrated against his wrist. "Shit, the fireworks."

The notification snapped him out of his trance. The fireworks were set to start in one minute.

He saw Tyler pause and look around. Then Alex's eyes followed, scanning the deck area briefly.

Nate quickly pulled his swim trunks back on and stepped onto the deck, trying to appear like he was coming out of the house, ready to confront them.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Nate demanded, his voice shaking with anger.

When Nora saw him approach, she didn't stop moving up and down on Alex, only adjusting her movements slightly to be more subtle. She maintained her rhythm as she turned to look at Nate with an innocent expression.

"Oh hey babe!" Nora called out casually, slightly breathless but still riding Alex's shaft. "There you are! The fireworks starting soon?"

She continued grinding and bouncing on Alex's cock as she talked to him. The water was churning around them with her obvious motion, bubbles and splashing making it impossible to ignore what was happening.

"What... what are you doing?" Nate stammered. He could see Alex's hands gripping her hips, the rhythmic splashing.

"Just enjoying the hot tub," she replied dismissively, letting out a soft moan as Alex thrust up into her. "Relaxing after an eventful day."

Even as she spoke, her pussy gripped Alex tightly as she tried to maintain the facade of casual conversation. Alex's face was a mask of concentration as he tried to control himself while she rode him.

"It looks like..." Nate started, his voice shaking.

"Looks like what?" Nora cut him off with innocent eyes, bouncing harder on Alex's shaft. "You're being paranoid again."

"I'm just sitting with our guests, it's just a bit crowded in here is all," she added with a sweet smile, never breaking her rhythm.

She tried to hide it but her face was starting to contort as she tried to maintain eye contact with Nate. Her breathing was getting heavier, her movements more urgent as Alex's cock hit deeper spots.

"We were just... keeping everyone... entertained..." she panted between thrusts, her voice getting breathier as she fought to maintain the facade while Alex filled her completely.

Her pussy was gripping him tighter, her body betraying her approaching climax even as she continued the charade. She bit her lip, trying to suppress the moans threatening to escape.

Just then, the automated fireworks system activated right on time. The first explosion lit up the sky with a thunderous boom, followed by a spectacular cascade of colors and lights.

Nora's body shuddered and spasmed, the water churning wildly with the intensity of her climax. She screamed into the noise.

The spectacular display lit up the night as she rode out her screaming orgasm, Alex's cock buried deep inside her began to pump her full of cum.

Nate stood frozen, his mouth hanging open, as the final firework faded from the sky. The sudden quiet left only the sound of the hot tub jets and heavy breathing.

"Wow, that was some display," Marcus said casually, breaking the silence as if nothing else had just happened.

"Yeah, not bad man," Jack nodded approvingly. "Didn't know you had it in you."

"Really impressive work," Alex added, still catching his breath while Nora remained impaled on his spent cock.

Tyler adjusted his glasses thoughtfully. "Very well done. Professional quality."

For the first time all day, Nate felt their genuine respect. They seemed truly impressed with the display.

Nora returned to acting innocent. "Wow, that was amazing! You really outdid yourself, babe."

She slowly lifted herself off Alex's cock, both of them inhaling sharply from their intense session.

"Thanks," Nate said weakly, his emotions a confused mess of pride and devastation.

The impressed audience began getting out of the hot tub, grabbing towels and gathering their things.

"Great party, man," Marcus said, clapping Nate on the shoulder. "See you bright and early Monday."

"Thanks for hosting," Tyler added, his analytical composure restored. "We should do this again soon."

"Nice setup you got here thanks for the invite," Jack commented.

"Really fun night," Alex grinned, his satisfaction obvious as he toweled off.

Their casual tone made it seem like a normal barbecue ending, as if they hadn't just taken turns fucking his girlfriend.

After the guys left, Nora turned to him with a smile. "Well, what a day."

She moved closer, pressing her naked body against him. "You know what? After everything we've been through today, I think you deserve that blowjob I promised you."

"I..." he started, but found he couldn't finish the sentence.

Nora knelt down and pulled his swim trunks down, but his cock remained completely limp. He'd already drained his supply while watching her get fucked, leaving him completely spent.

"What's wrong?" she asked, looking at his flaccid penis with obvious disappointment. "I thought this was what you wanted all day?"

He stood there, drunk, concussed, and physically exhausted, unable to get aroused despite his naked girlfriend kneeling in front of him offering oral sex.

"Seriously?" Nora's voice was dripping with incredulity and frustration. "After begging half the evening, you can't even get it up?"

She stood up, looking him up and down with raw contempt. "Whatever, Nate. I'm going to bed."

As she walked away, her ass swaying in the pool lights, Nate was left alone on the deck with his limp cock and the memory of watching his successful coworkers give his girlfriend the best fucking of her life.

The fireworks had been a success. Everything else was a complete disaster.

And Monday morning at the office was going to be a nightmare, if he could even face them again.

He got on his computer to check the job boards.