“Yes,” she softly replied. “And you’re hard, aren’t you?”
“Yeah. I’ve been hard from the moment you told me Winston kissed you.”
“You didn’t say anything.”
Kyle chuckled. “It didn’t seem appropriate.”
She smiled, a gleam in her slate-gray eyes. “Nothing about this is appropriate.”
“Tell me what happened.”
“I told you. He kissed me.”
“No, Jess. Tell me all of it. You know what I want to hear.”
Jess took her earbuds from the nightstand and plugged them into her phone. She activated the video calling feature. Kyle picked right up. He was wearing a white t-shirt, and she saw the familiar backdrop of the blonde-wood headboard and stiff pillows behind him. Her bedroom was dark, so she turned on the bedside light. Seeing herself in the phone, she noticed her hard nipples were prominent where the cami stretched over her pert breasts. It was still warm in the bedroom.
“Show me first. I want to see how hard you are,” she demanded.
Kyle tilted his phone down. His cock was thick and strong, and he lightly stroked it. Seeing her husband’s cock brought a visceral reaction. Her pussy contracted as she felt his absence. She had never missed him more. She needed him to be there. She needed to feel her husband’s cock inside her. Watching her husband stroke himself made her forget all about Winston, if only for a moment. He left the camera pointed at his cock when he told her, “Now tell me, Jess.”
Jess kept the camera on her face, which also allowed her to stare at Kyle’s cock, as she told her tale.
“I went over to get him. It’s so hot here that I didn’t throw anything else on after yoga, so I was wearing this crop-top, sports bra sorta thing and yoga pants. I felt Winston looking at me as soon as he opened the door. I could feel that he wanted me, and it made me hot.”
“Damn, no wonder he couldn’t keep his hands off of you. He kept talking about how hot your body is, and he finally really saw it,” Kyle moaned.
“He told me he needed me to hold the flashlight, but I know he really just wanted me in the basement because he wanted me close. And I stayed close because I really was scared. He turned around and we were so close. He just sort of looked at me, and then he kissed me.”
It was mostly true. He teased her with his full, soft lips until she kissed him, but Jess wouldn’t admit that to her husband. Winston knew exactly what he was doing and she couldn’t resist. His goatee scratched her cheek, but she didn’t care. It felt manly. Jess kissed him and it took her breath away. One simple kiss and she was off to the races. She closed her eyes, recalling that kiss, and slipped her free hand into her panties. It seemed like no matter how many times she came tonight it wouldn’t be enough—not until she had a man inside her.
“That kiss, I don’t know how to describe it. It was weird kissing another man,” she elaborated.
“But you liked it? You wanted it.”
“Yes. I’d thought about that kiss, but my imagination didn’t do it justice. It was just…wow.” Jess was afraid of being too honest because she didn’t want to hurt Kyle’s feelings, but he did ask for this. She saw him stroking harder as she told her story. It made her ache to have him there with her.
“That’s so fucking sexy, Jess.”
“He carried me to that workbench you have and put me on it. He started touching me and I thought my heart was going to explode. I knew I should stop him—this little voice was screaming in the back of my head—but I couldn’t. I just wanted more. I wanted him to have me. It felt so dirty.”
“Christ,” he gasped.
Everything was a jumble in her brain. Jess couldn’t tell him just how it happened, so she told him as she remembered it. Rubbing her juicy pussy didn’t help her concentration. She touched her clit and warm, deep pleasure seeped throughout her body.
“He undressed me. Took my top off. Then he was touching my boobs. His hands covered them, hon. It was like I belonged to him. I know that’s so wrong.”
“I don’t care, Jess. Your tits are perfect. And you fucking love it there.”
“He teased my nipples like he knew what I wanted. Winston just knew how to touch me.”
Jess pulled up her cami, exposing her breasts to her husband, and touched them, showing Kyle how Winston touched her. Her eyes closed again and she felt his big hands again, all over her body. She gasped when she strummed her nipple, and squirmed on the bed. A little pinch brought a cry from her throat. Their last phone sex had been hot, but it hadn’t been anything like this.
“Fuck, Jess…” Kyle moaned constantly now.
“He was all over my tits,” she used the word for Kyle. “And then he put my hand on his dick.”
“You grabbed his cock,” Kyle corrected.
“Yes,” she moaned. “He put my hand there and I grabbed Winston’s cock. I grabbed it and I stroked it, and it just got bigger and bigger.”
Jess stopped touching herself long enough to reach into the drawer and pull out her little toy. She wiggled her panties down and switched it on, hoping Kyle wouldn’t hear it.
“You’re touching your pussy, aren’t you?” he accused.
“I am, hon. I’m so wet right now talking about this. All I can think about is how Winston touched me, and it’s making me so horny. I can’t help it.” Jess played it up for her husband, but it was the truth.
“When did you get a toy? That’s so hot.”
“I needed it because you’re not here.”
“Let me see, Jess.”
She tilted the phone down so he could see its tip grazing her clit. She didn’t put it right on there because she knew he would climax in seconds if she did. Kyle cursed over the line, and the way he moaned made her think he came, but when she looked he was still rapidly stroking his shaft. That should be fucking me, she thought. Then she had another, very dirty thought.
“Fuck, you’re hot…” he groaned.
“Maybe I won’t need the toy anymore, hon,” she teased.
“Why?” He sounded desperate.
“You know why. Winston is ready to take care of me.”
“Shit… I’m not there to do it…”
“No, but he will. He’d love to do it.”
“And you fucking want it, Jess.”
“Yes. I want it, Kyle.”
“You want him to fuck you.”
She knew what he wanted to hear. It was surprisingly easy to say.
“Yes, Kyle. I want him to fuck me. I want Winston to come over here right now and hold me down on this bed and make me come again. I want him to fuck me, Kyle.”
“Fuck…oh…fuck…he made you come?”
“He touched me down there—touched my pussy. I didn’t stop him. I just rubbed his cock while he made me come. Mmm…”
“Fuck… Jess….”
Jess watched the cum explode out of his cock, jetting upward and out of the frame. He came again and again, eventually his cum flowed down over his hand. She climaxed right when he did, watching her husband jerk off and thinking about Winston fucking her. Jess came so hard she screamed and rolled onto her side as she clenched into a fetal position, dropping the phone. the little toy buzzed against her clit, making the orgasm go on and on. The phone was dropped—forgotten—but she heard her husband moaning in the earbuds. It was finally too intense and she pulled the toy away and rolled onto her back, trembling.
“Holy shit, Jess,” Kyle said, recovering first.
“Yeah,” was all she could manage. It was more of a breath than speech.
“Holy shit.”
“Yeah.”
They were silent for a few minutes, until she finally said, “I really didn’t have sex with him. I couldn’t do it.”
“I believe you.”
Jess picked up the phone and saw she was completely flushed. Kyle looked like he’d just run a marathon.
“Are you disappointed?” she asked.
“I don’t know. I think I am, but that’s fucking nuts
.”
“It’s okay, Kyle. I think I understand.” That wasn’t really true. “Okay, maybe I don’t quite understand, but I accept it because I love you.”
“Are you disappointed, Jess?”
“That I didn’t sleep with him? It’s complicated. I’m afraid I’d hate myself if I’d done it, but I wanted to. God, I wanted to.”
“Do you still feel that way? Do you think you’d hate yourself?”
“I know why you’re asking. You want me to do it.”
“I think so. I mean, yeah, I want you to do it, even if I’m not sure it’s the best idea. But I want you to do it. Do you really want to do it?”
“If I knew I could just do it. Just go over there and do it and there would be no consequences, then yes, I’m sorry, but I want him.”
“Don’t be sorry, Jess. I have never been more attracted to you. I’ve never wanted you more.”
“Because I want to sleep with another man? I don’t know if I can understand that.”
“I don’t know if I understand it, but that’s what I’m feeling. Knowing that you want it so bad, that you’d just let go and give in to your desires like that—it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever thought about. And knowing that a guy like Winston, who can get anyone he wants, wants you so bad—it’s so goddam sexy, Jess. I know he wants you so bad, but he can’t just have you.”
“No, I’m yours, Kyle. I will always be yours.”
“But he could borrow you for a bit…”
“I’m yours, but I’m not yours to lend.”
“Then you could give yourself to him. You could lend him your body for a night.”
“What if it wasn’t just one night?”
“What?” Kyle sounded surprised.
“I’m just trying to think it through—think of all the possibilities. The way I feel—once might not get it out of my system.”
“You might get addicted to him?” Kyle said it like he didn’t believe it.
“You know what they say about white girls going black, hon. What if I just love his big, black dick too much. And it felt so big, honey.”
“Fuck, Jess. Don’t tease me like that.”
“Why? You clearly love it.”
“But seriously, what are you saying? Do you think this could become some kind of regular arrangement?”
“You are out of town a lot.”
“I don’t know how I feel about you being his mistress.”
“I’m not saying I want to be. I’m just saying if we open this door we don’t really know what could happen.”
Jess could not see herself as Winston’s mistress either, but neither was she sure that she could just go over there, throw herself at their neighbor, and then go on like it had never happened afterward. She had such a strange, chemical reaction to him. If he was as good as Nicole implied, once might not be enough.
“I’m just telling you, Kyle, we need to be real about this. It might not be just once, and I don’t want to lie to you or sneak around behind your back. Do you really want me to do this? We can stop this right here.”
Kyle took a long time to answer. She could see the emotions warring on his face. His lips moved, like he was talking to himself. He finally looked into the camera and right at her, over the miles.
“Yes. I have to know. Maybe this is just a phase for me, like something I need to get out of my system. For us. And maybe it’s not. But I have never been more charged up than I have been over the last few weeks. I don’t want to lose this.”
“It’s worth the risk?”
“We love each other. Do you think this could change that?”
“No. Nothing can change that. Winston, that’s about sex. It can’t ever be about more than that. You’re the father of my child. I still might chicken out. I don’t know that I can do this. I still think it’s wrong.”
“But you want it.” It was a statement, not a question.
“Yes. Maybe I’m a terrible slut, but I want it. I want to know what it’s like.”
“It’s what we both want. So let’s try it. You have three days until I come home.”
Jess laughed, despite the gravity of their situation. “So this is like some kind of forty-eight-hour hall pass? I can do whatever I want for two days?”
“Something like that.”
“And if two days isn’t enough?”
“We’ll talk when I get home and we’ll figure it out. As long as we’re together, we can figure anything out. If it’s something you really want, I won’t stop you. Besides, given the freak I’m becoming maybe I’ll want you to keep going.”
“You’re not a freak. I love you.”
“And you’re not a slut. And I love you too.”
“Do you think you’d want to watch? Do you want to be there?” she asked tentatively.
“Do you want me there, Jess? It’s weird, but I guess I didn’t even think about that.”
“Honestly, I don’t know if I could do anything in front of you. I’m sorry, but having you sit there would be weird. Maybe I could, but not the first time. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. I’m not sure I could even handle being there. Hearing about it is so intense, seeing it, I don’t know. I don’t know if I could handle the feelings. I know I’m not explaining it well, but it’s not as straightforward as being turned on.”
“It’s okay, honey. I guess it’s good that we agree on this—at least for now.”
“Maybe a picture?”
“A picture? A picture of me and Winston?”
“That could be hot. Would you?”
Jess tried to imagine it. Taking sexy pictures for her husband really turned her on. If Winston was up for it, taking a picture of her doing something could be hot. But she didn’t know if she could really do it. And Ohmygod, what if those pictures ever got out? Kyle would have to promise to delete them.
“I can’t promise. Can I think about it?”
“Yeah, it’s cool, Jess. I know that might be a little weird. Let’s just see what happens.”
“We’re really going to do this?” she asked.
“We’re really going to do this—unless you chicken out. But I don’t think you will, Jess.”
Jess was starting to believe she could go through with it, too. She had never felt so alive—or been more frightened.
nineteen
“You must be very frustrated,” Nicole said. She stepped away from Winston and turned to face him, tugging the black dress off of her shoulders. He had just unzipped her.
“That’s one word for it, but not frustrated with her. I can’t say I’m surprised.”
“You probably would have been disappointed if Jess had just jumped into bed with you.”
“I wouldn’t go that far.
The sheath dress had capped sleeves and fell a couple inches above the knee, but it didn’t show much skin. Nicole still looked hot because it clung to her, showing off just how tight her body was. A woman like Nicole didn’t need to show a lot of skin to be sexy, and she knew it. she pushed it down to the faux belt at her waist and pulled it over her narrow hips. Although both women were slender, Jessica had curves that Nicole did not. Winston was not complaining. He loved Nicole’s tight little body. She posed with fists on her hips, showing off a very lacy, expensive-looking bra and panty set.
“Poor baby,” she taunted.
“Are you going to stand there all night?”
“I bet you’d like it better if I was on my knees, wouldn’t you?”
“That’s a good start.”
Nicole left on her spiked, strappy heels and lingerie, and went to her hands and knees to crawl across the bedroom floor. He sat on the end of the bed. They had gone directly to the bedroom when she’d arrived. Winston texted her as soon as he left Jessica’s. I need to see you now. She stopped between his spread knees, looking up at him like an eager-to-please puppy. Winston saw her nude breasts, and his cock jumped right in her face.
“You’re not going to come too quickly, are yo
u?”
“Have I ever disappointed you before?”
His prick filled both her hands and she stroked it up and down. Winston did not come on the spot, but it was just what he needed. He would have thought his mind would go right to Jessica, and he did think of her, but looking down at Nicole kept him focused on the sexy brunette.
“Jess touched your cock, didn’t she?” Nicole asked sweetly. She gave his tip a kiss.
“Yeah,” he grunted, leaning back. Nicole really knew what she was doing with those hands.
“But she didn’t get you off?”
“No.”
Nicole licked the sides and drug her wet red lips up and down the underside. He grunted in encouragement. She swirled her tongue around the head and briefly sucked it. “I’m surprised she could resist. Her eyes popped out when she saw the picture. I would have thought she’d be all over this big black dick.”
“She didn’t even pull it out. She didn’t see it.”
“Maybe I need to have her come over and I'll show her how to properly take care of you. Jess might not be able to handle you.”
Her tongue teased the skin between his cock and balls and then she sucked his big, hairless balls, stroking him harder.
“Fuck, girl,” he moaned.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she asked, smacking her lips after releasing his balls. “Both of us down here, taking care of your dick.”
“Fuck, yeah, Nic.”
“That would be hot, to share you with her.”
“You wanna fuck her too, don’t you, Nic?”
Nicole just smiled and kissed his cock. “Jess is hot, in the innocent kind of way. I never seriously thought of it before this, but yeah, I want to corrupt her too. I could eat her pussy while she sucks your big dick.”
“You’re fucking killing me, girl. Suck that fucking thing.”
Winston was not gentle with her, not like he had been with Jessica. He liked being tender with Nicole, but he knew she liked it rough. She wanted him to be a man. He laced all his fingers in her raven hair and pulled her mouth onto his cock. Her head was so small in his giant hands. She looked surprised, but then her eyes smiled, and after a quick choking, she started sucking like a good girl. Nicole never failed to impress him.
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