by Mason, K. C.
CHAPTER 1
Craig finished up his light breakfast while still wearing only the towel from his show minutes earlier. At twenty-five years of age, he was an ordinary six foot male that wore a broad-shouldered two hundred pounds well. Not thin, but not a body builder, he could aptly be described as fit with enough tone and enough smooth surfaces to please the eye of any woman. His dark hair was long enough that it needed to be combed back but not long enough to completely cover his neck.
Stretching as he entered the bedroom he shared with his girlfriend of nine years, Craig let out a slow sigh as his eyes focused on the sight before him. Lisa was lying on her stomach, facing away from Craig. Her long blonde hair reached almost to the middle of her naked back and was arranged as if it were pointing to the center of her ass.
Lisa barely measured five-feet, two inches tall. Though short and certainly thin at the waist, Lisa had filled out in all the right areas since she first started dating Craig and became high-school sweethearts. She had gone from an A-Cup to a C-Cup without any further growth in height and the inches added to her waist only seemed to be proportional to how well her ass had filled out. Aside from her beautiful smile her plump behind was Lisa's favorite feature to Craig.
On this occasion they had both been up late after a night out at the club. Not heavy drinkers, they sipped on drinks during breaks between extended dance sessions that included enough close proximity dancing to constitute foreplay. It was no surprise then that the short walk home they skipped the foreplay and went right into the bedroom and released the sexual tension they'd built up during the night.
Craig had to think back about the session while he stared at Lisa, because he couldn't account for why she still had her sexy, pink, hip huggers panties on. As the recollections came back he remembered what must have happened. They'd attacked each other on the bed so adamantly that when the time came that Lisa was begging Craig to put his cock into her eager pussy that he didn't want to break the embrace so reached down, moved the crotch of her panties to the side, and inserted his erection into her wet hole.
Thinking about their sexual encounter from the night before, particularly turned on by Lisa's girlish but sexy “Oh” when he moved aside her panties, Craig now stood before Lisa with another erection. The towel slightly irritated the end of his shaft so instinctively he removed his towel and stood naked watching his lover sleep.
Craig knew he needed relief and could think of a few ways to get such relief with the most tempting choice lying right in front of him. With a shrug he thought to himself, well, time to get her up anyway. He approached the bed from the foot of the bed and carefully crawled over Lisa so he was on his knees with the backside of her thighs right beneath him. Lisa's left knee was raised slightly toward her stomach, causing her legs to have a separation as they approached her hips. This was enough room in Craig's mind to try and give Lisa a pleasant, gradual wake-up call.
Similar to his move from earlier, but with the slowness and care of a safe cracker, Craig moved Lisa's panties aside between her thighs to reveal her pink pussy. He could just barely see the bottom of the dark blonde patch of hair between her belly and vagina that he loved so much and that Lisa did not shave at his request. Lisa seemed to let out a slow sigh but otherwise didn't move so Craig proceeded to lean forward, his weight on his right arm outstretched on the mattress while his left held the panty door, lining up the tip of his cock with the pussy entrance before him.
With a nice, easy motion Craig pushed through the entrance of the tunnel and inserted the length of his erection until he could feel his hips reach their limit against Lisa's ass. At the same speed he pulled half out of the warmth of Lisa's pussy and then inserted again. He continued this slow, gentle motion a dozen or more times, not pushing too hard against her ass and not pulling all the way out.
Craig's eyes closed in ecstasy as he enjoyed his rhythm. He opened them slowly when he realized something was happening that he didn't understand. The bed was shaking slightly but not just in the directly his motions were guiding. Then when a finger brushed against his cock he realized what was happening but couldn't hold back any longer. Not speeding his timing at all over the course of about eight more slow pumps Craig unleashed his orgasm of cum into Lisa's pussy. Even as his motions stopped with his cock at full insertion it throbbed with last drops of cum being shot out.
The next thing Craig heard was the sound he was expecting, which was Lisa's moaning orgasm as the bed continued to shake slightly, now only from her circular rotating hand as it massaged her pussy, occasionally touching Craig's balls as she did. Lisa had been lying on her right arm the entire time so it was a simple move for her to make her self-pleasing move once the fun began.
Craig removed his cock and released Lisa's panties, which shut again and instantly began to show signs of wetness caused by the cum being held in on the other side. He laid down barely to the right of Lisa with his hips on her right ass cheek so that his softening cock rested there as well, releasing a few more drops of cum on the back of her panties.
“You were awake the whole time?” he asked.
“You don't think I sleep in this position and without being covered up do you?” she responded sleepily. “Once I knew you were up and I was awake and about to get up I figured this would be the easiest way for me to get a quickie out of you before I jump in the shower.”
“You know me so well.” he responded and brushed aside her long blonde hair so he could kiss her gently on the neck.
CHAPTER 2
“What are your plans for today?” Lisa asked Craig as she walked into the kitchen where Craig was fixing her breakfast. She had a towel wrapping her hair and was wearing sweatpants and a very tight old t-shirt.
“I was planning on finishing up the last upstairs bedroom. Then I figured I'd take a nap so I'd be fresh for us to go out tonight.”
The house they lived in was an old family home that had been handed down from generation to generation until Craig inherited it after his parents died a few years back. It had needed some work but now that the work was almost done it was a large five-bedroom home that would have qualified as a mansion when it was built a hundred years ago. With the restoration being complete the only expenses were taxes and utilities.
“How about you? Want to give me a hand or do you have something else going?”
“I think we learned a long time ago that I can't help you if you want to get anything done,” Lisa said with a smile, seating herself on a stool at the long bar that extended the kitchen. “All my help leads to is having to pick up the clothes we've torn from each other.”
“Fair enough,” Craig acknowledged, flipping fresh hotcakes onto a plate.
“I do have a lunch date scheduled, but I don't know if I should tell you about it.”
“Why not?”
“Do you remember the bartender from last night?” Lisa teased.
“Certainly. Wasn't that Melissa? I think she graduated a few years behind us didn't she?”
“Yes,” Lisa replied, and let it hang to see if Craig would lead the conversation on Melissa.
“I thought she moved away after finishing college?”
“She did.”
“Any idea what she's doing back? It's good to have her back I mean, but still.”
Lisa paused, thinking about how to respond. Then said casually, “Jobs are tough. She had a job out of college but the company downsized and she was squeezed out. I guess it was tough going and when she ran out of money without finding a new job she took a job from her uncle to bar tend.”
“I know that's probably not where she dreamed she'd be but I'll bet she gets killer tips as a bar tender.”
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bsp; “What makes you say that?” Lisa asked with serious expression.
“Because a drunk guy tips a beautiful lady very well, generally speaking.”
“I noticed,” Lisa pouted.
“Hey, what's wrong?” Craig asked defensively. “I know I tipped her a lot and I could make a lot of excuses but in the end it was just my male instinct.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?”
“No. But it shouldn't make you feel bad. I'd have tipped you double that if you were a bar tender.”
“That's sweet. But it wasn't just the tip. It was the way you looked at her too.”
“Oh boy. I'm not sure I want to know what you mean but I think we need to get this out,” Craig said, readying for his defense.
“You didn't just look her in the face and ask for drinks. You looked at her face, eyes, lips, tits, hips, and cunt.”
“Well...” Craig began and was cut off.
“Then when she turned around you went right to her ass and looked her up and down from her black hair back down to her tiny ass!”
“Are you going to tell me she isn't beautiful?”
“No.”
“Can you honestly tell me that you didn't have me reasonably aroused from dancing by that point?”
“Well, no. I think we both were,” Lisa admitted.
“So yeah, I think she's beautiful. I think she's sexy and I think she knows it and was working it last night.”
“She sure was.”
“So you saw that too?” Craig inquired.
“Definitely. It was pretty obvious.”
“Well what did you think of Melissa?”
“I suppose I think she was worth looking at twice,” Lisa acknowledged, blushing as she spoke.
“Oh....that's what you kept look at back at the bar! I wondered what you were looking at every once in a while but there were always different people ordering. But it wasn't them, it was her wasn't it?”
“Yes. I thought she was really working it and liked to see the reactions of every guy that ordered from her. But then I saw you doing the same thing and it made me wonder.”
“Made you wonder what?”
“It made me wonder if you prefer her to me.”
“I prefer no one to you. And I say that even after checking her out, up and down as you put it, several times.”
“Several times!?! Is that why we got into it so fast last night I never got my panties off?”
“You know that was never one thing but the buildup of he entire night, including you being hot as hell.”
“Thank you,” Lisa finally smiled. “Good answer.”
“It's the truth and you know it”.
There was a pause in the conversation as Craig served up Lisa some hotcakes, sausage and juice then Craig asked again.
“So why are you having lunch with Melissa today?”
“I honestly don't know. We were just sort of talking a bit and saying how good it was to see each other again and then out of the blue I just said we should get together for lunch and catch up. She said she was free today and next thing you know we're planning lunch.”
“Well that's pretty cool. It's such a small town and most people move away it's nice to have a few more friends.”
“Yeah, but it's a bit crazy because I remember in school two years younger seemed so much younger that we never hung out with anyone. Sure we know who everyone was, but it wasn't like we knew each other, ya know?” Lisa asked, pausing in thought.
“That's true. But it must be difficult coming back home and all your friends are gone and the only family you have left is an uncle. We both lost our parents in the last few years so we know exactly what that's like.”
“I guess that's what worries me.” Lisa said, putting her head down.
“What? What's wrong?”
“I think she was always a sweet kid. And she's what, twenty-three now? So where before she seemed so much younger than us we're really the same age. So what if we become good friends and she's over here all the time or going out with us?”
“What would be wrong with that?”
“Could I trust you around her?” Lisa asked. And before Craig could answer she asked, “And even so, could I trust her around you? I just don't know what I'd do if you two decided to hook up and I was left in the lurch.”
“Hey, I know we're not married or anything, but you know we're never going to be apart. I think the real question is do you mind me having sex with another woman?”
“How can you ask that?” Lisa asked with incredulity.
“I don't think you're taking the question for what it is. I think you're adding things to that question that aren't there.”
“Then explain it to me.” Lisa said in frustration.
“Let me explain it in reverse. I know you'd never cheat on me and I know you love me with all your heart as I love you,” Craig said, prefacing his point. “But if you had some fantasy, or urge, or whatever you want to call it, to make love to someone else I'd want you to satisfy that urge so you're happy.”
Lisa just stared at Craig in shock.
“I know it has nothing to do with me,” Craig continued. “There are hormones involved that we don't control, just like us being turned on by Melissa's little show while serving patrons last night. And I know your love for me would be as strong as ever, or maybe more so because I understood and trusted you.”
“So you'd let me fuck another guy?”
“Absolutely. If you wanted to then my not wanting to see another guy with you would be far outweighed by how happy it would make me seeing you happy.”
“You'd let another guy shoot his cum in this pussy?” Lisa asked, grabbing her crotch through the sweatpants for emphasis.
“If that's what you wanted.”
“Seriously?” Lisa asked, confused.
“Yes. It isn't like I'm trying to encourage you. I'm just trying to say that as long as it's something we discuss and agree and are on the same page we'll always be happy and love each other. I know neither of us would ever think of doing something like that behind the other's back. I know most of my fantasies with other women include you, they don't exclude you.”
Returning to her food, Lisa admitted, “You’re right. When you put it that way I don't have any problem with it. It's actually making me wet thinking about it and knowing we'll always be together.”
“See, that's where I've been coming from.”
“It's like a weight is lifted. I know you've checked out other women before and instead of being jealous or questioning my own body we should just talk about it.”
“That's exactly what we should do. That doesn't mean we'd jump all over every person we see but it opens some exciting possibilities, don't you think?”
“I do,” Lisa agreed. “Does that mean you want me to see if Melissa is interested in fucking you?” Lisa now had a mischievous grin.
“No.”
Lisa was taken aback.
“I want you to see if she's interested in fucking us.” Now Craig had the grin on his face.
“Even better.”
CHAPTER 3
“How did lunch with Melissa go?” Craig asked as he threw on a black t-shirt with a rock band logo to go with his warn jeans.
“It was a lot of fun.”
“And?” Craig goaded.
“And what? It was a lot of fun.”
Lisa had just finished coming out of their shared bathroom, wearing low rider jeans and a very tight t-shirt. Her blonde hair was styled but not overly so and she had put her make up on. She had a bra underneath the shirt that was very flattering, though she didn't really need much help there. She wore another pair of hip huggers for panties, this time blue, because she knew how sexy Craig thought she looked in that style of panty. She looked amazingly beautiful but very casual and ready for a night out, as did Craig.
“You know what I'm asking. Do I have to say it?”
“I guess so. I don't know what you mean,” Lisa said innocentl
y.
“Does Melissa want to fuck us?”
The words sent a tingle through Lisa and had a similar effect on Craig. Making him say it was worth it she thought.
“I thought it was best to do this casually. So I asked her to hang out with us tonight. I told her we'd drink some beer and do a lot of dancing.”
“And she agreed? Excellent!”
“She agreed and seemed to really light up when I asked her. Based on our talk at lunch I gathered that she's between boyfriends and isn't finding much to date here so far.”
“That's too bad, but good I suppose. We should probably agree that we don't want to get involved with causing someone to cheat on their other half either, right?”
“That's a great idea. I never thought we'd have to have rules to this, but I think rules like that are needed.” Lisa reasoned.
“I think we need another rule, but I don't know what it it needs to be.” Craig looked slightly worried.
“A rule for what?” Lisa shared his concern.
“Let’s say this all goes off great and at some point today, tomorrow, whenever, that Melissa fucks us.”
“I'm with you so far.”
“What then? Are we free to keep fucking her? And what if she falls in love with one of us?”