by Anthology
Sex, Blue Balls, and a little Vatooing gone horribly wrong… A Reed & Ari Short Story
Ahren Sanders
Reed
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“Ari?” I shout, walking through the house and looking for my family. The rooms are silent so I go to the patio and repeat, “Ari, are you out here?”
There’s a splashing in the pool and I see my son, Davis, and daughter, Katy, playing quietly. Katy’s grinning wide as she jumps into Davis’s arms and then swims back to the stairs.
I see movement under the cabana before I spot Ari holding our eighteen- month old son, Corbin, in the shade. She looks up and gives me a blinding smile and then starts to sway in place in a move I recognize well. Corbin’s molars are breaking though, and he hasn’t been sleeping well. But now he’s passed out in her arms as she pats his back soothingly.
There’s a twist in my gut and I take a minute to soak in the sight. My Ari, my children… my fucking family. Some nights, I wake up and walk through the house to watch them all sleep and thank God Ari came back into my life.
She kisses his head gently and puts him in his pack n’ play, then locks eyes with me as she slowly pulls her cover up over her head. My dick hardens instantly as she deliberately shimmies to the side of the pool and sits, her legs hanging in the water.
Her bright green bikini sparkles in the sun, and images flood my mind of the last time she wore it. My eyes undress her slowly and my mind fills with fantasies of fucking her on the outdoor bar… again; having her spread out before me as I kiss every inch of her skin until I run my tongue along her pussy and taste her greedily. My cock jerks in my shorts and grows even harder as I picture her legs wrapped around my neck when I suck her clit as she comes against my lips. I’d fuck her hard on top of that bar, and she’d scream my name until she was hoarse.
Jesus! What the fuck is wrong with me? I cup my dick to try to stop the ache and force myself to think of anything but being buried deep inside Ari.
We wouldn’t change our life for anything in the world, but lately, I’ve felt the need to be alone with my wife and show her over and over how much I fucking need her. It’s more than the sex; it’s the comfort I get with her naked and writhing in my arms.
It’s hard to find the time get away with her during football season, but I talked her into coming to Chicago this weekend for my game. For four nights, I’ll have her all to myself with no interruptions. I can’t fucking wait.
She locks eyes with me and starts to blush, undoubtedly knowing what I’m thinking. The stare is broken when Katy paddles over and clings to her legs. She says something and Ari laughs, rubbing her wet hair out of her face. My little girl looks so much like her mother it scares the shit out of me. She has Ari’s dark hair, green eyes, and the signature dimples that will make any man melt. I’ve decided she’s going to an all-girls school until she’s eighteen and then possibly college.
I walk through the yard, picking up the football laying on the ground and chuck it at Davis, who leaps to catch it.
“Hey, honey, how was practice?” Ari asks when I get closer.
“Good. How was your day?” I squat behind her and rub along her shoulders, kissing her neck, then blow a kiss to Katy.
“I cheated and picked up Davis early from school.” She looks back at me and bites her lip nervously. “I have mommy guilt.”
I’m not surprised. She usually only travels to a few of my away football games, and it kills her to leave the kids with my mom for a whole weekend. It’s not unusual for her to get Davis early from school the night before we leave.
“Sure he enjoyed it.”
A text dings on my phone and I groan when I see it’s from the security gate.
“Angel, you expecting company?”
She leans down to whisper something in Katy’s ear and then helps her to the side. Ari leans back then swings around, standing and pulling me with her. Linking our hands, she tugs me to the edge of the cabana and wraps her arms around my neck. My hands grip her hips gently and pull her in close. I drop my mouth to hers, slipping my tongue between her lips, and taste her briefly before breaking away to kiss along her mouth.
“Sophie and Jack are coming for dinner,” she whispers.
I freeze and she lets out a soft giggle.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. I have plans tonight, and they don’t include our best friends.” I thrust my hips to hers.
“Baby, there’s more.”
I close my eyes and breathe deeply. Whatever comes out of her mouth next is no doubt going to piss me off. Because I already know it could fuck with my weekend.
My kids-free, fuck-against-every-surface in the hotel suite, and set the record for mind-blowing orgasms, weekend with my wife.
“Tell me now, Ari, so I can squash the plans before they walk in.”
“Sophie is surprising Jack with a weekend in Chicago for his birthday.”
“No, no, no,” I say, over and over, trying to erase the idea. I love my best friend, but I’d rather give him a thousand dollar bottle of scotch than share my weekend with him.
“Reed!” Ari slaps me on my chest and raises an eyebrow. “Stop it!”
“Ari, I got us a suite… We leave tomorrow and don’t come back until Tuesday morning. I have plans for us that don’t include anyone but you and me naked.”
“They’re not staying with us. I think it will be fun.”
I don’t get a chance to argue when the back door opens and Katy takes off running for Jack, who comes out of the house carrying his two-year old daughter. He puts her down and the two girls collide, rolling in the grass as they screech in excitement.
Sophie steps out, followed by Ari’s other best friend, Luke, and his fiancée, Gretchen.
I moan and drop my head. It’s going to be a long night.
“I swear I didn’t know they were coming, too,” Ari says softly.
The adults join us at the pool, Luke yanking off his shirt and shoes and jumping in to dunk Davis before greeting anyone. Davis tries to wrestle with him, but it’s useless and he ends up on Luke’s shoulders.
“Dad! Get on your suit and come in!”
“Yes, why don’t you have on your suit?” Sophie pinches my side, and slides between Ari and me to give her a hug.
An idea pops into my head, and I jerk my chin at Jack. He grins and nods, then lifts the little girls in both arms and gets in the pool.
“Actually, Soph, the suit I want is in the boat. Since you’re here, maybe you can help watch the kids while Ari helps me change.” I wiggle my eyebrows and hear Ari suck in a breath.
“You two are ridiculous! Do I look like your babysitter?”
Gretchen giggles as I sidestep Sophie and bend to lift Ari over my shoulders. “Sophie, Corbin’s asleep. He should be fine for at least thirty minutes. The other two are occupied. We’ll be back in a bit.” I tune out Sophie’s protest and make our way down the dock to the boat with Ari trying to get loose from my grip.
When we get inside the cabin, I place Ari on her feet and crush my mouth to hers to drown out her squeaks of irritation. One hand goes to her head and caresses her neck, while the other grabs her ass and pulls her close. She gives up her resistance and tilts her head, allowing me full access.
Our tongues twirl together as her hands glide up my sides, bringing my shirt with them. I break away just to rip it over my head then go back to kissing her. She braces her forearms on my shoulders and hops up, wrapping her legs around my waist.
A thrill shoots up my spine when her body is fully plastered to mine. Her skin is warm and her tits poke into my chest, causing my mouth to water.
“I want you now.” One hand grazes around her hipbone and then down, pinching her clit gently. “I’m thinking you need a preview of what I have planned for this weekend.”
“God, yes,” She tosses her head back when I slide two fingers into her slick heat. Her legs tighten as she clenches my fingers and thrusts against my hand.
I back
her into the small door and bend my head to suck her nipples through the fabric while stroking my fingers inside her. I pick up the pace when she starts to whimper and grind. My dick is straining, begging me to finish so he can slide in. Blood rushes and rings in my ears when Ari’s nails dig into the back of my scalp and she rocks faster.
“Come for me, Angel. Let go.”
“Reed, oh God, don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“Never.” I slip another finger in and tweak her clit with my thumb. She shoots off, throwing her head to my shoulder and clutching me tighter.
I keep her balanced while removing my hand, shoving my shorts down. The cool air hitting my cock does nothing to stop the pulsing.
I move her bathing suit back to the side and slide in easily, swallowing the urge to cry at the sensations flooding me. Her warmth sucks me in, and I pause when our hips are pressed together.
My body stills and I breathe deeply, trying to control the urge to blow. Ari’s soft lips nip along my jawline until they reach my ear.
“Reed?” she whispers seductively, nibbling on my earlobe.
“Yes?”
“You need to start moving.”
“Give me a sec. I want this to last more than ten seconds.”
Her giggle fills the room, and she swivels her hips to tease me. The friction lights a fire, and I start to move, rocking back and forth. Her earlier giggle turns into a long, sexy, moan of approval.
From the first time I had sex with Ari, I’ve memorized her sounds and the way her body responds to me. Hearing her now tells me she’s going to come again. Pride surges through me that my girl loves my dick.
My thrusts increase and my release coils in the pit of my stomach. I lick along her collarbone, nipping at the sensitive skin at the base of her neck. She scrapes her nails down my back, and I lose control, pounding into her. Our bodies bang into the door, and the air around us heats with sexual energy.
“Reed…”
“Angel, don’t hold back.”
“I’m going to come again. Oh God. It feels so good.”
“Your pussy is gripping me so hard. Wet, hot, slick, I feel it in my balls. Baby, give it to me. I want to hear you scream my name while I fuck you hard.”
I know the dirty talk has done the trick when she lets out a throaty whimper and then starts to push into me, her muscles going tight.
“R-R-R EEED!” she screams and flies apart in my arms.
I’m ready, my own orgasm peeking and my vision getting spotty.
Then it happens… one of my worst fears.
“Mommy? Daddy?”
I freeze and pray I’m not hearing what I think I am. Ari tenses and whips her head up, eyes locking on mine. Fear and panic wash over her face.
“Please, no,” she whispers.
“Mommy? Are you okay?” Davis’s voice floats through the door, this time louder. Followed by my baby girl.
“Daddddyyyyy, where are you?”
There’s a light banging at the door and then the sounds of feet skittering.
“Fuck! You’ve got to be kidding me,” I hiss, trying to swallow the pain in my dick.
“Let me down… I can’t believe this.” Ari starts to wiggle, trying to step out of my arms.
Even the shock of my kids on the other side of the door doesn’t stop the thundering pulse of my dick begging for release.
“Ari, you have to stop moving.”
“Oh God… oh God… How the hell are we going to explain this? Davis already has questions about how Corbin and Katy got here.”
I set her on her feet and slide out right as another knock on the door comes. “Dad?”
“Be right there, Davis.” I tuck myself in my shorts and wince as my swollen balls rub against the fabric.
Ari arranges her bathing suit, but the rest of her body is harder to disguise. Scruff marks from my face are all along her neckline, and her face is completely flushed. Her slick ponytail is now completely messy. She goes into the small bathroom and throws me my shirt.
“Tell them I’m in the bathroom.”
“I’m pretty sure they heard you.”
“Reed! That’s not funny!” she whisper-shouts.
“Fuck no, it’s not funny. Look at this.” I point to the bulge in my shorts. “Nothing about this is funny.”
She gives me a sympathetic look then shuts herself in, leaving me to face our children, who probably heard me tell their mom I wanted to hear her scream while I fucked her hard.”
I take a few deep breaths as the banging starts again. Squaring my shoulders, I open it casually, expecting to see my children with worried expressions.
Instead, my blood starts to boil.
Jack and Sophie lean against the railing with conniving smirks. Jack waves his phone at me, and I clearly hear the sound of my children’s recorded voices.
“If you just did what I think you did, I’m going to KILL YOU!” I growl.
Sophie bursts into laughter and bends over, holding on to Jack for support. His grin dies and he gives me a guilty look.
“Sorry, man, but I was coerced.”
“Coerced? You want to explain?”
“What’s going on? Where are the kids?” Ari comes up, sliding an arm around my waist.
“These assholes thought it would be funny to play a practical joke. The kids aren’t here. I assume they’re still in the pool with Luke?”
Jack nods.
Ari lets out a low whistle and tightens her grip on me. “Sophie, was this your idea? Even for you, this is going a little far. ”
“I plead the fifth.”
“Fifth my ass! Payback is fucking hell, Jack.”
He throws his arms in the air in an act of innocence. “I was bribed. There was no choice.”
“Sexual bribery,” Ari mutters.
“What the fuck?”
“It was too tempting, serves you right. You should learn to behave when you have company.” Sophie smirks.
My face starts to heat, and I open my mouth to reply, when Davis calls for us and I turn to see him waving from the edge of the lawn. “You coming, Dad?”
Shit! I wish I was coming, I think to myself and shake the thought out of my head.
“Be right there!” I yell, knowing there’s no way Ari will let me take her back into the cabin.
“Don’t you need to change into your suit, Reed?” Sophie teases, still clearly happy with herself for interrupting.
I kiss Ari on the forehead and step away before I throw her best friend over the side of the boat. An idea hits me, and I walk back into the cabin and shut the door halfway before looking back and locking eyes with Sophie.
“Like I said, payback is hell. And since you’ll be bringing Jack to Chicago this weekend, I’ll have lots of opportunity.”
The smile disappears and her face grows bright red. “You asshole! That was a surprise!”
Ari sucks in a loud breath and then hangs her head to hide her amusement.
“That’ll teach you a lesson. Don’t fuck with me when I have my wife in my arms. Consequences suck.”
I slam the door as she starts screaming and Ari howls. My smile grows wider as I head into the bathroom to change and take care of my blue balls.
Chicago
Ari
“Where the hell are you taking me?” I ask Sophie for the second time since leaving the hotel.
“We’re here!” she announces, looking between the GPS on her phone and the building we’re standing in front of.
“What is this place?” There’s no name anywhere to be found.
“It’s a specialty women’s spa.”
“What does that mean?”
She drags me through the door, and I give a little squeak. At once, it’s obvious this is not like any day spa I’ve ever visited. It’s sexy, sultry, and intensely erotic. The walls are painted in deep red hues, and seductive music plays through the speakers in the ceiling.
“What is this place, Soph?”
“Isn’t it
awesome?” she asks in a wispy voice, and I see her admiring a framed piece of art. The woman in the picture is almost completely naked except for a long pearl necklace and her vagina covered in jewels.
“Sophie and Ari?” a woman asks, coming through a side door.
“Yes,” Sophie answers, linking her arm through mine.
“I’m Terri. I’ll be helping you with your selections and then turning you over to a specialist in charge of your treatments.”
“I’m gonna do that.” Sophie points to the picture she was admiring.
“Ahh, that’s a popular one. It’s a classic with our customers. I’m sure your husband will be very pleased.” She makes a note and then hands Sophie a clipboard. “Just complete this and we can get started.”
Sophie takes it and abandons me to sit and fill out the paperwork.
“And you? Have you thought about what you’d like today?” Terri questions.
“Um, I think I’m confused. What kind of services do you offer?”
Sophie snorts behind me, and I feel the heat rising up my neck and face.
“Don’t be embarrassed.” Terri takes my hand and leads me to a counter, pushing a large photo album toward me. “We are a specialty spa, known for services more on the sexual scale. We also have an onsite photographer for boudoir shots. For example, your friend has chosen to have her vagina and pubis adorned with crystals.”
“Like vajazzling?” I blurt out and slap my hand to my mouth.
“Exactly, then we’ll take a few pictures for her as well.”
“Holy shit.”
“Would you like to see a few examples?”
“I don’t think so. It’s not really my style. ”
She nods in understanding, giving me a small smile. “We offer a variety of other treatments as well. Facials, massages, waxing, piercings.”
My eyebrows shoot up at the ‘piercings’. Then I remember Jack’s nipple piercing and wonder if it hurts. Sophie must read my mind.
“Jack said his hurt like hell. I wouldn’t recommend it if you want another kid.” She hands Terri back the clipboard and starts thumbing through the book in front of me. “But don’t be a prude. It’s obvious you’re a sex fiend, and your husband would get off on this shit.”