The Side Project Pt. 02 Ch. 14

Chapter 14: Kyle

The Proposition

Saturday, November 25, 2017

Napa, California, USA

"Woooooo!! Fuck yeah!" Lexi yelled.

I glanced up from where I was putting the finishing touches on breakfast and saw that Villa had just scored late in the first half.

"Nice, Adomah again?" I asked.

"Sure was!"

"Cool, can you stop fretting and cursing at the TV now?" I teased.

"I'll feel better if we can get a second," Lexi said.

"Never satisfied. Here come get a plate and eat before the end of the half. Then we can shower at halftime," I said.

We ate watching the last ten minutes of the half. Villa looked to be reasonably in control against Ipswich.

"Come along, boytoy. We can clean up the dishes after we shower," Lexi said, standing as soon as the halftime whistle blew.

I followed her towards the bathroom. "Is boytoy an upgrade or downgrade on boyfriend?" I asked.

"Neither. That's the whole point of not having permanent labels. There are no levels. It's whatever strikes our fancy," Lexi said.

"Right, so what's the female equivalent of boytoy? Plaything?" I guessed.

"I was thinking 'dirty slut'. I know we don't normally do shower sex, but that bench creates some interesting possibilities," Lexi said. She pulled off the t-shirt she'd stolen from me to sleep in, got in the shower and turned on the water.

Apparently Lexi had planned this because I noticed she'd found a small plastic step stool and it was already set up. Her standing on that was enough to compensate for our height differential and she could bend over the bench at the perfect height for me to take her from behind. I quickly hardened at the sight of my sexy partner bent over naked and pulled off my own clothing.

"Hard and fast, I don't want to miss too much of the second half," Lexi requested.

"Such a dedicated fan," I teased.

"Maybe I also want to get pounded by my new super hot boyfriend who doesn't mind that sometimes I like to be a bad girl," Lexi said.

Message received. Lexi was in that mood. Who was I to tell a pretty girl no?

I got into position and drove myself into Lexi. The encounter was hot and intense from the start. We'd made love again for more than an hour last night when we got home from Cassie's. It had been wonderful, but we were both ready for a change of pace.

I pounded away at Lexi and she met my thrusts with equal vigor. Our wet bodies slapped together under the spray of the shower.

"Yes Ky, Yes! Pound the shit out of my slutty little body! Fuck yes. Harder! Fuck me harder!" Lexi demanded. I redoubled my efforts.

"Hell yes Lexi, take my cock in your tight little pussy. I feel you thrusting back. You love this. Being pounded like a common gutter slut," I roared.

"Yes, that's me, garden variety cum craving slut," Lexi cried.

"Whose cum?" I asked.

"Your cum! Cover me in buckets of it!" Lexi yelled.

"And then you'll go eat some more pussy," I said.

"That's right, I'll go find us some more bawdy bisexual bitches and bring them back to our harem! That's what a good number one dirty slut does for her boytoy!"

"And then we'll pleasure those filthy sluts so they keep coming back for more of us," I said.

"Fuck yes Ky! Fuck this is so hot, keep fucking the hell out of me, I'm going to cummmm!" Lexi wailed. One of her hands had disappeared between her legs - rubbing her clit, I assumed.

"Do it, cum for me number one slut, cum all over my cock!" I yelled back.

"FUCKKKKK FUCKKKKKK YESSSSS!" Lexi screamed and her body began to quiver. Feeling the undulations of her pussy around my cock pushed me over the edge. I buried my cook all the way in as I filled up my number one slut.

- - - - -

We both needed a minute to recover, but once we did Lexi gingerly climbed off the stool, turned around and flung her arms around me. "I love you, Ky," she said.

"I love you too, Lex," I said and held her close.

I understood exactly what she was thinking. The filthy, intense encounter we had just had was about the furthest thing possible from 'making love', but that was what made Lexi special. She could switch gears and feel no guilt about it. I suppose part of why we were a good fit was that I liked the variety of our sex and didn't mind going right along with her.

We showered hurriedly and only missed the first few minutes of the second half. Lexi plopped herself on the couch wrapped in a towel and began brushing her wet hair.

"Would you be a dear and pick me an outfit to wear on our hike?" Lexi requested, not wanting to miss any more of the game than necessary.

"For someone who was deathly afraid of commitment you're falling into domesticity quite rapidly," I noted.

"Mmmmhmmm, it's almost like I enjoy not worrying about such things and am embracing being in love," Lexi said. Fair point.

I got dressed, then began rummaging through Lexi's suitcase, intent on finding the most ridiculous outfit possible for her to wear.

"Here you are, darling," I said, and handed over a pair of wedge sandals and a pink thong, as well as satin shorts and a skimpy tank top that were obviously meant to be pajamas.

Lexi laughed. "This could result in a wardrobe malfunction far worse than Brandi's in Nashville."

I chuckled, remembering the 'full moon' incident.

Lexi put on the pajamas and we cuddled together on the couch to watch the rest of the game. Adomah scored again in the 66th minute to put Villa up 2-0 and they saw out the final half hour without too many scares.

"Good match. Maybe we can make it back to the Prem after all this year. Good to see a Grealish cameo too. If he realizes his potential he could be a difference maker for us," Lexi summarized once it was over.

She slipped on the wedge sandals and began clomping around, gathering her things for the day. She looked ridiculous in the high heels and the skimpy pajamas.

"You about ready?" she asked, noting me staring dumbly.

"You know it makes the trolling no fun if you call my bluff," I said.

"Who said anything about calling a bluff?" Lexi asked. "If my boytoy wants to take his dirty slut out dressed like a hooker that's his prerogative."

I laughed. "I love you. Go get dressed," I said.

Lexi grinned and went to her suitcase to get real clothing.

- - - - -

"You look grumpy, did your soccerball team lose?" Cassie asked when she greeted us at her front door. She was looking earthy as ever in a light green hiking shirt with brown leggings.

"No, we won. Ky says we can't take the Corvette," Lexi whined.

"And why is that?" Cassie asked.

"Because it has two fucking seats and there are three of us," I pointed out.

"We can take two cars if it's that big of a deal," Cassie offered.

"Seriously? Two sets of emissions when we could just have one?" I asked.

"I'm sure Cassie wouldn't mind sitting in your lap while I drive," Lexi said, smirking mischievously.

"I mean, maybe that wouldn't be sooo bad," Cassie offered.

Oh. Hello, Cassie. You ready to make a move? I wondered. I used my better judgment.

"You may wish to know that in her normal car Lexi drives like she's auditioning for the Indy 500. Her normal car is not a sports car," I told Cassie.

"Fucking spoilsport," Lexi whined.

"We'll take my Subaru," Cassie declared.

- - - - -

"Ohh my fuckinggggg Godddd, you drive like a grandma," Lexi complained from the back seat. We were about halfway from Napa to Sausalito, passing Sonoma Raceway near Sears Point. The sight of the racetrack had apparently been the tipping point for Lexi to voice her complaints.

"That idea you had on Thanksgiving, with muzzling her. That may have had some merit," Cassie said from the driver's seat.

"Yeah, like a dog that won't stop yapping," I said.

"Are you calling me a bitch?" Lexi playfully demanded.

"Well if the shoe fits..." Cassie trailed off. "Oh speaking of, what's the label of the day?"

"Slampig," I said and barely kept a straight face.

"Jackass!" Lexi cried and reached forward toward me in the passenger seat, trying to bat me on the side of the head.

"Hey! What happened to all labels being equal?" I teased.

"Whatever. Fucking himbo," Lexi fired back.

"You know what really impresses me about you two is just how mature you are," Cassie said sarcastically.

Lexi and I snickered.

"So what is our ETA to this natural utopia? Christmas?" Lexi asked.

"You know, Alexis, speed limits are set by engineers who analyze the maximum appropriate speed for a roadway considering a variety of safety variables," I said. I found Cassie's driving slightly annoying, but needling Lexi was more fun than complaining.

"Fucking hypocrite, you drive just as aggressively as me!" Lexi exclaimed. She wasn't wrong.

"Lexi, this vehicle is most fuel efficient and therefore has the fewest emissions at around 50 mph," Cassie said.

"What happened to there being limits to your crunchiness?" I teased Cassie.

"Those are the sort of lies Big Granola tells you," Lexi declared.

- - - - -

"Ok ok, now I get it," Lexi admitted.

We had been on the 101 driving south for about ten minutes. The bay stretched out to our left, the hills of Marin to our right. It was incredibly scenic. Well, when it wasn't interrupted by exurban sprawl.

"You ain't seen nothing yet, girl, just wait until we get up into the hills," Cassie said.

We pulled into Sausalito and made our way down the bayfront drive to the parking lot where we could catch the shuttle up to the national monument.

We grabbed the back row of the shuttle so that the three of us could sit side by side by side.

"Gummies?" Lexi asked.

"Oh no," I groaned.

"You don't want to be messed up for this, Lex," Cassie said seriously.

"What? I wasn't that messed up. I remember everything about Shane," Lexi said.

"Who the hell is Shane?" I asked.

"Shane the sparrow! He was my buddy," Lexi explained.

"Good lord," I whispered.

"Half. You can have a half of one," Cassie said firmly. She extracted her little baggie from her daypack, tore one of the gummies in half and passed it to Lexi. She held the other half out for me with her eyebrow raised. I shook my head. I wanted a whole one.

Cassie shrugged and popped the half into her mouth, then passed me a whole one and ate a whole one herself. Party time, it seemed.

The shuttle took nearly an hour to make its way from Sausalito up into the hills. In the back of the small shuttle bus the narrow twisting roads had me feeling on the verge of motion sickness. I was kind of glad I had some THC in my system to calm me. Lexi grabbed my hand. I imagined she was feeling slightly squeamish as well.

The bus stopped at the entrance to the park and we politely thanked the driver as we got out. We paid our entrance fees and walked into the park.

Having lived in the Bay Area for nearly a decade, I'd been to Muir Woods many times. That really didn't lessen the majesty of the ancient coastal Redwoods. I was in awe as we began to walk the boardwalks and looked at the incredible specimens, some of which were more than a thousand years old.

While I enjoyed the walk through the ancient trees, for Lexi and Cassie this was akin to a religious experience. The pair of nature girls were off in their own little world. Whispering to each other about topics that may have been serious or may have been analogous to discussing Shane the Sparrow's flying technique. I was perfectly happy to let the THC relax my brain and enjoy the scenery. Both natural and human.

We turned off the boardwalk at a trail Cassie knew and ascended further into the headlands. The scenery was different, but still incredible. I had never been in this part of the park. Eventually we emerged into a sort of meadow with a glorious view of the Pacific Ocean.

"We're into a state park now. Lunch, anyone?" Cassie asked.

"Little bit of munchies there, Cassie girl?" I teased.

"Maybe a little, but also like, holy shit, you going to find a view like this anywhere?" Cassie challenged. She had a point. It was the kind of view worth spending a half an hour staring at while we ate.

Since we'd been planning to be hiking for most of the day I'd brought my own backpack to supplement what Cassie could haul in her daypack. I pulled out the turkey sandwiches I'd made that morning using Thanksgiving leftovers and handed them out. Cassie had brought a bottle of our favorite red Zinfandel and poured wine into metal camping cups she'd packed.

We perched on rocks and dug in as we looked out over the roaring waters of the Pacific Ocean.

"I'm glad you two had your little mind meld last night," Lexi said thoughtfully. "This place is incredible. I love my wine, but this is better than any tasting we could have done."

"Agreed. Plus we still have good wine. Thanks, Cass," I said.

"Of course, thanks for inviting me. This is only my third time coming here. It's one of my favorite places on Earth," Cassie said.

"Yeah, we're definitely buying a place somewhere around here," I said.

"Agreed, maybe we can summer here or whatever," Lexi said. "That's like a rich person thing, right?"

I rolled my eyes.

"How are you guys going to divvy up your time?" Cassie asked. "Here, Nashville, Houston?"

"You know, it's a good question," I said. "I guess it'll depend on how these various ventures we're planning go. Where our attention is needed. Where starts to feel more like home."

"The friends we make," Lexi said and smiled warmly at Cassie.

Cassie smiled back. She certainly enjoyed having us around. That boded well.

"So what's next for you guys?" Cassie asked.

"Well we still have to work Monday. Ironic as it may seem, it's that mundane," I said.

"Yeah, I know I said I wanted to stop working in an office, but I'd be foolhardy to quit my job until I have my finances fully secured," Lexi said.

After dinner the previous evening, Lexi had adoringly explained in detail how I had set up an irrevocable trust for her. We'd had a good laugh at the expense of Jason Thompson over his protests.

"But once you have everything secure in a few weeks you think you'll probably quit them, right?" Cassie asked.

"I think so. It is still really weird to think about. Obviously I've had fits and starts, but I've spent the last decade building my career. It feels weird to just walk away from it now," I said.

"Yeah, I definitely get that. Weird for all the hard work to just be kind of meaningless," Cassie said.

"Agreed, but by the same token, there is no question I have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to pursue what I'm truly passionate about. I think I have to take that," I said.

"I'm 100% with Ky on this. Maybe it was through dumb luck, but we've been handed an opportunity very few people get in life. We owe it to ourselves to make the most of it," Lexi said.

Cassie nodded thoughtfully. "You know what really impresses me about you two is just how mature you are," she said and grinned. Unlike when she'd used that line on the car ride she meant it earnestly.

"Hey, that's why we're cool. We have versatility," Lexi said.

- - - - -

Since Lexi had handled the half gummy better we agreed she could have another half and I split one with her. It helped me calm the nerves for what we were about to do. Cassie passed since she would be driving us back to Napa.

We spent the next few hours hiking. We caught a few more glimpses of the Pacific before beginning our descent back down to the national monument. The ancient redwood forest was no less impressive on second viewing of the day.

We caught a shuttle back down to Sausalito and got there with about an hour of daylight left. The low sun was creating a beautiful golden hour effect with the light shimmering off San Francisco Bay.

"Let's get a drink," Lexi suggested.

"Good call, this is too pretty to pass up," Cassie said. "I know a good place."

It was a short walk from the shuttle parking lot to a bayfront seafood restaurant overlooking the marina. It was too early for dinner so the place wasn't too crowded. Mostly folks were doing the same thing we were doing - grabbing a drink and admiring the scenery.

The air was a bit chilly now that the sun was setting, so I approved of Cassie's drink order - bourbon and ginger.

"Make that two, and top-shelf bourbon please," I requested of the server.

Lexi held up three fingers to indicate she wanted the same.

"Could we get an order of the crab enchiladas too, please? And three plates," Cassie requested.

"Hungry already? You've laid off the gummies since this morning," I asked once the server had departed.

"Not really, but trust me. Worth it," Cassie said.

"I suppose you haven't steered us wrong with your recommendations yet. So do you like cocktails?" I asked Cassie. So far, aside from the bloodies with brunch on Thanksgiving, we'd exclusively drunk wine with her.

"Oh yeah. Maybe a little too much," Cassie admitted. "Let's just say it's a good thing I'm driving so I can only have one today."

"Ky makes a good cocktail, maybe he can show you later. I'm intrigued by the idea of crazy Cassie," Lexi said.

Cassie blushed slightly at the implication. I really did need to look into that muzzle for my shit-stirring partner. I had to admit, I shared Lexi's curiosity though. Cassie already seemed pretty uninhibited in general.

"I mean I'm not that wild or anything. I just like to have a good time and a good cocktail goes down easy, ya know?" Cassie said.

"Oh I know how things can go down easy," Lexi said. Fucking incorrigible.

"Lexi stop it or I'll tell her about the time you got blackout drunk at Reed's divorce party," I threatened.

Cassie laughed. "Hold up, you guys had a divorce party?"

"Yeah. It'd make sense if you ever met his ex. She was awful. Controlling, manipulative, dishonest. She is a big part of the reason his moral compass is what it is and his inner circle is so small. Basically he only gives a fuck about people who stuck with him through it," I explained.

"I see, sounds pretty damn toxic," Cassie said.

"It was a mistake in every sense of the word. At least from my perspective," I confirmed.

The server returned with our drinks and food. I guess since the kitchen wasn't busy, while the bar was, they'd taken the same amount of time.

"To new friends, but ones I hope stay friends for a long time," Cassie said, raising her glass for a toast.

"Count on it bestie, cheers!" Lexi said and clinked glasses.

"I'll drink to that," I said and raised my own glass, touching it to both women's.

Cassie made us each a plate of food and passed them out.

"Oh my gosh, this is fucking good!" Lexi exclaimed.

"Have I led you astray yet?" Cassie asked. She really had helped us. In ways that went far beyond another good food recommendation.

It was such a great moment, in such a great setting. The plan had been to wait for an opportune moment at dinner, but I decided it was time.

"Cassie, we have a proposition for you," I said.

My serious tone immediately changed the air between us. I saw Cassie's eyes widen, then flash with excitement. I realized I probably hadn't made the best choice of words to broach this topic.

"I'm open to the idea, do tell," Cassie said.

"I'm sure it wasn't lost on you how much crossover your dream business and what I said I want to do moving forward are," I said. "Lexi and I talked it over, and we want to go into business with you."

"I know this may seem rash after only meeting us three days ago, but after working with you yesterday, well you know your shit, Cass," Lexi said.

"What you want to do perfectly aligns with the kind of companies I want to start," I said.

"And you know I more than share your values regarding the environment," Lexi said.

"Whoa," Cassie drawled. "I mean, whoa. Uh, wow. I did not expect this. I mean, first of all I do want to say thank you, I'm flattered you think that highly of me, but that would be a crazy step. I know what I do right now is not, strictly speaking, my dream. But it is damn close to my dream job."

"We understand your reticence, and I want to be clear we are not putting you on the spot and demanding an answer this evening. This is a standing offer to you," Lexi said.

"We also understand how this could feel insanely risky from an economic perspective since we're the ones with the cash," I said.

"We talked through this trying to apply the same paradigm Ky did when he set up my trust," Lexi said.

"When did you all even have time to talk about all this?" Cassie asked.

I chuckled. "We had to take breaks between rounds yesterday afternoon," I said.

"Wait, you planned all this before we had dinner last night?"

"Not all. We were still talking through some logistics even this morning," Lexi said.

"So here's our proposal," I said. "We'll match your salary at the vineyard and give you a 25 percent raise. You'll sign a five year contract to receive that salary and you get it whether the business works out or not - I'll put the funds in a trust that's not tied to the business. So let's say we're idiots and this blows up in our faces after 18 months, you're still getting paid for another three and a half years. Plenty of time to find something new."

"You'll have full control of operations. I'll help you with measuring all the sustainability stuff so we can really show off how effectively we're doing things since that's my area of expertise. Everything major, like board of directors stuff, has to be fully agreed on by all three of us. A true three-way partnership," Lexi said. She really couldn't help herself with the innuendo, even in the midst of a serious discussion.

"We split profits 50/50 though. You get half, Lexi and I get half," I added.

"That sounds pretty fucking good, I have to admit. So what's the downside?" Cassie asked.

"Uh, kind of the whole point was that there wasn't one," I said.

Cassie looked skyward and ran a hand through her blonde hair, obviously thinking it over. "Where would we operate from?" she asked.

"Part of you having full operational control means that's up to you, we'll respect your judgment, but we would like you to consider Middle Tennessee. First, we met a guy on our Nashville trip, Esteban Ochoa. Aside from being one cool hombre, he's the co-owner and head chef of one of the best restaurants in the city," I said.

"If our operation starts pumping out the amazing quality produce I know you would make happen, he's our first customer," Lexi said.

"I texted him about his current supplier and he's hardly in love with them. If we deliver legit farm to table top shelf produce, he's in. Of course, he has plenty of friends in the restaurant community. We could easily dominate the market if our product is up to standard," I said.

"Second, Middle Tennessee gets a hell of a lot more rainfall than Napa during growing season. There are other challenges that come with that, but if our goal is to truly model sustainability, that makes things easier," Lexi added.

"Third, land in Tennessee is pretty cheap. We've got funds, but they aren't unlimited. Frankly we can get a lot more land than we could here in California for the same amount of money," I said.

"Fuck, did you guys rehearse this?" Cassie asked.

"Huh? No," I said.

"You're just such a well-oiled machine," Cassie said.

"Remember the kipona aloha shit? Soulmates and all," Lexi said and grinned.

"Well, I'll just say this: you guys make a damn good pitch. On the face of things it's totally crazy, but I'm at least tempted," Cassie said. She took a sip of her drink.

"This is my 'once- in-a-lifetime' moment isn't it? You set me up talking about that shit at lunch," Cassie said.

"Not intentionally. And there's a reason we're not putting a time limit on this. We aren't trying to pressure you. But yeah, I mean it might be," I admitted.

Cassie took another sip of her drink. Then held up her glass, staring at the amber liquid in it. "Holy shit. And I know how to really make money so we can fund other things. A distillery."

"I do like bourbon," I said.

"That would up the degree of difficulty on the sustainability part," Lexi noted.

"It would, but it's not impossible. And trust me, if we do things right the profit per acre is way more than we could do just selling produce. I've seen my winery's books," Cassie said.

Lexi thought for a moment. "If we can find a way to use sustainable energy and limit wastewater..." Lexi said.

"There're definitely techniques, plus think of all the non-saleable produce we can use instead of just composting it," Cassie said.

The discussion quickly dissolved into stuff I only half understood about closed-loop water systems, heat exchangers, and nutrient testing. Dirt nerd shit. That was ok, it felt like this was on.

- - - - -

"Do you think she's in?" I asked as soon as we got in the Corvette.

After driving back from Marin County we'd picked up salads with Cassie and had a sort of light second dinner along with a bottle of crisp Pinot Grigio. It was one of the best salads I'd ever had in my life. Incredibly fresh. We'd just said goodbye to Cassie for the last time for this trip.

"Yep. I think she'll resist it with her logical side for a week or two, but it's the opportunity of a lifetime. She'll take it," Lexi opined.

"Ok nice, I was thinking as much. That didn't feel like as intense of a goodbye as I'd expected," I said. "Not like when we said goodbye to everyone in Nashville. It felt more like see you later, see you soon."

"Agreed. I hate that you were right about her," Lexi said.

"How so?"

"That she's way more valuable as a friend and business partner than as a sexual partner. I'm super excited we're potentially going into business together. She's super smart and talented and I just love nerding out with her, but..." Lexi trailed off.

"But you saw how excited she looked when she thought I was about to make a very, very different type of proposition," I observed.

"You know, for all the shit you were giving me about innuendo, you could have phrased that a lot differently," Lexi said.

I chuckled. "You're not alone in having the pot stirrer gene, you know," I pointed out.

"Oh I know. There's a reason I love you," Lexi said.

We pulled up to the rental and trudged up the flagstone path. We were both tired. It had been a long, albeit awesome, day.

We did a quick rinse in the shower to get off the sweat and dust from our hike, then crawled into bed, not bothering with any pajamas.

I began checking sports scores on my phone out of habit. "Your Wildcats rolled again. 9-3. Not bad," I said.

"Damn, nice. I wonder if that could get us into maybe like the Outback Bowl or something," Lexi said.

"You want to go if they do?" I asked.

"Still so cool that's just a thing we can do as if it's no big deal," Lexi said. "Maybe, I guess. See what shakes out."

"Ha, look, A&M got pasted by LSU. I bet the LIMPs are fucking pissed," I said.

"I love A&M losing. Wonder if the LIMPs went," Lexi said.

"Seems like they go to anything remotely close. Bet they did. Probably had delusions of grandeur after beating Ole Miss last weekend," I said.

"Delusions of grandeur is the defining trait of A&M fans," Lexi observed. I chuckled.

Lexi yawned. "It's kinda early for us, but I guess a good night's sleep won't hurt," I said.

We set our phones down and turned off the lamps.

I rolled onto my side facing Lexi, expecting her to roll away for our standard spooning formation, but she rolled towards me instead. She put one hand on my chest and the other behind my neck and drew me into a kiss.

"I love you, Ky. I want you to know I mean that. I worry that because of how I first said it you're worried I was forced to," Lexi said.

"I know you do, and I know you mean it. I don't think you were forced into anything. I know you're a conniving little shit stirrer. The fact that your gut reaction was to basically run to me and prostrate yourself instead of concocting some scheme to take advantage or troll tells me your feelings were completely genuine. I love you, Lexi Ryan."

"I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of you saying that. Do it again."

"I love you, Alexis Ryan," I said.

"Fuck. I guess it's still new, but it makes my heart jump every time you say it," Lexi said.

It was my turn to pull Lexi into a kiss. This was definitely more passionate than our first one.

"You know what else those words do to me? Check this out," Lexi said. She grabbed my hand and moved it between her legs. "You feel that? Just three little words and I'm dripping wet for you."

"More proof you aren't BS'ing me about meaning it," I pointed out.

Lexi scoffed. "Fair point." She reached out, feeling for my dick. It wasn't hard to find - I'd hardened rapidly at this back and forth. "May I put the magic dick in me?" Lexi asked cutely.

"You have permanent permission to regardless of what state I am in," I said. "It's yours."

"I like that. And my body is yours. To do whatever you want to whenever you want to. Permanent free access card."

"I feel like that could get dangerous," I joked. Lexi pushed my chest lightly and I rolled onto my back.

"Yeah, I suppose. The idea of being your free use slut is kind of hot, but impractical," Lexi said. She had moved so she was straddling my midsection. Without ceremony she sank herself down on my dick and sighed happily.

"So we do need some basic guidelines," I said. "Nothing that could lead to an arrest."

"Ha, like Sigma Slut rules," Lexi said. She'd begun working my cock over with her kegel muscles. She wasn't moving up or down, just using her muscles. It was an interesting, pleasurable sensation.

"I was texting with them while you were messing around with Cassie yesterday, actually," I said.

"Phrasing," Lexi joked. "Although I wish I had been messing around with her."

I laughed. "Anyways, they're calling themselves the SBT now. Sexual Bermuda Triangle."

Lexi laughed. Which made her muscles do more interesting things to my dick. "That sounds like it has your fingerprints all over it," she observed.

"Possibly... they came up with triangle because that's the shape they make when they're all eating each other out. I pointed out people get lost sexually with them, hence SBT. Shit's Rule No. 16 now," I explained.

This caused more giggling from Lexi, which was leading to more interesting sensations on my dick.

"Are we going to have sex, or are you just going to try to milk me?" I asked.

"Your dick is in my vagina. By any definition we are having sex," Lexi said.

"I dunno, this is technically kind of soaking, right?" I pointed out.

That got a big laugh from Lexi. More interesting sensations.

"Maybe, Kyle, your lover wants to take care of you," Lexi said. She had leaned forward and I could feel the tendrils of her long hair tickling my chest. "Maybe your wife wants to prove she can get a big load out with just her pussy muscles."

I bucked my hips involuntarily at her use of the word wife.

"Oh, do you like that? What part? The declaration of undying love for you? You know you already have that, right? I don't think it's the silly piece of paper that says we're bound to each other, but you know we can stop in Vegas on the way home if you want. I think it's that you like the idea of the whole world knowing I'm your devoted partner."

I involuntarily bucked my hips again. Lexi was unlocking a part of my psyche I didn't even know existed.

"Well I am Kyle, I'll be by your side. Your teammate in everything we do for as long as you'll have me."

Holy shit, my balls were boiling. Lexi reached behind herself with one hand and began caressing them. She was working my dick with her muscles at max capacity.

"Yes, that's it, Ky. Give your number one slut wife your seed," Lexi whispered.

I couldn't believe it. I was going to cum. I held Lexi's hips and pushed myself deep and let myself go.

"What the fuck did you just do to me?" I asked once I'd come down from the high.

"I gave you what you wanted. Me. Fully and completely yours, with no reservations" Lexi said.

"Sheesh. I didn't even realize that about myself," I admitted.

"It's ok. I had my walls up because of my weirdness around sexuality. Stands to reason you had some of your own up around what you really wanted from me," Lexi said.

"How did you know that's what I wanted though?" I asked.

"Simple, it's because I want the same from you, lover."

Fuck me.

"I want you to take care of me in a new way tonight," Lexi said.

"Alright," I said. I wasn't super keen on going down on Lexi after cumming in her, but when a girl declares her undying love for you, you do what you have to do, right? I started to shift.

"No, not that," Lexi said. "Come here, cuddle me like we normally do."

I got in position spooning her like I usually did. Typically I put one arm under her neck and held her just above her breasts. I used the other to hold her around the hips. Lexi made some slight adjustments to show me what she wanted.

She moved the hand on her chest down slightly so it cupped a breast over her nipple. I instinctively began to play with it. She moved my other hand between her legs to her clit. I got the memo and went to work.

Lexi was starting to breathe heavily after only a minute or two. That encouraged me.

"Yes, Ky, yes! This is just what I want. Possess me. Claim me. Treasure me. I'm yours. You're mine. You make me feel safe. You make me feel beautiful. You make me feel powerful. Oh fuck, I'm going to cum," Lexi cried in almost a sing-song voice.

Her orgasm wasn't a huge one, but it was a special one. Lexi mewled happily in a way I'd never heard from her.

We didn't move much after Lexi came. It was easy to slip into our standard cuddling formation. She wriggled against me as if she wanted to be even closer to me. I liked it. I held her tight. I drifted off enveloped in happiness that didn't feel real. What an amazing trip.