Sweet Catherine Really Likes Men (Unprotected Book 4)

by Matt Coolomon

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  That night the party continues, and Luke and Keith try to get a game of strip poker going, but Barbra refuses and Keith has to back out, so it never happens. In the morning a phone call comes through from Sarah's mother. Her step father has suffered a stroke, and she has to go and get the kids.

  Luke is getting packed to leave when Barbra offers to drive with Sarah.

  "Fuck yeah! Are you serious?" he asks, appealing to his wife to agree, which she reluctantly does.

  *

  By the time Catherine returns from her jog the other two women are gone.

  “Oh my God, is he all right?" she asks about the man who had a stroke.

  "Yeah. It was only a mild one, and he's an arsehole anyway," Luke explains.

  “So I guess that just leaves you in the kitchen," Keith chuckles.

  "Huh! You wish!" Catherine teases back at him, but she’s suddenly feeling kind of vulnerable with four men all sitting around with their beers.

  “So you won't cook for us?" Luke asks, pouting. "We're going to be awful jealous of Ashton getting looked after and nothing for us."

  "Well I might cook if you behave," Catherine offers, feeling her cheeks flush.

  "Behave?" Keith asks. "Of course we'll behave. We're proper gentlemen, aren't we, lads?"

  Catherine is leaving the room when all the men respond laughing, and she feels their eyes on her bottom as she walks up the stairs.

  She showers and basically hides in her room all day before sneaking downstairs late in the afternoon to cook dinner. The four men are all showered, shaved and looking fine when she serves their meals. She is cornered in the kitchen by her husband when she goes back to get her own plate.

  He cuddles up. “So are we going to play around now that the other women have gone?" He’s quite drunk.

  "Get off me, Ashton! Go and eat your dinner, and we'll talk about it later."

  Catherine has on a short stretch-cotton dress and has chosen a sexy red lace panty and bra set. As she sits down with the men, she admits to herself that it’s not what she would have chosen to wear if the other women were still there. The dress has spaghetti string shoulder straps, with two buttons undone displaying the top of her bra.

  Luke refills Catherine's wine glass. "Well it's a shame about the girls having to leave, but I hope it won't spoil the weekend for you?"

  "For me? No. I'll be fine just relaxing and having a quiet time."

  "But not too quiet," Keith suggests. "You're going to party with us a bit, aren't you?"

  "Of course you are," Howard adds. "A few drinks and a few laughs. We need at least one woman to break up the bullshit – keep us from getting too silly."

  "I'd like to have drinks with you men, but after a few I might start to get a bit silly myself."

  "Or you could come fishing with us," Keith suggests. "Or we could check out the nightlife in the village one night."

  "I don't know about fishing, but you could all take me out dancing if you like."

  "Hell yes!" Luke exclaims. "But you have to dance with all of us."

  Catherine smiles in response. "That's fine. I love dancing."

  "Well what about tonight?" Howard suggests, smiling easily. "Did you bring a party dress to go with that pretty bra?"

  Everyone stops and looks at Catherine's bra, and she peers down at herself then lifts her eyes, blushing. "I've got a little black dress if you want me to wear that."

  Howard’s cock lifts at the sweet submission in her tone. Luke is topping up her wine glass. Ashton places his hand at the back of her neck and rubs a little.

  "Sounds good," Keith says. "We could take my SUV. I haven't had much to drink."

  A little while later Catherine goes upstairs to change while the men clean up the kitchen. She’s giddy from the wine and decides she needs to slow down drinking if she’s going to enjoy any dancing. She slips out of the house dress and steps into the little black number, wriggling it up into place. She fixes her hair and makeup then finds her stockings and heels and checks in the mirror. Her dress is a new one she bought for the vacation. It’s above mid-thigh and cut low with tiny shoulder straps. Her lacy red bra is again on display, and she giggles at herself as she pushes her boobs up for the boys.

  She’s feeling naughty but only so naughty! They are, after all, the husbands of her girlfriends, and anything beyond a bit of flirting is out of the question.

  They are waiting when she goes back downstairs. She’s led to the car and seated in the back between her husband and Howard. Ashton keeps hold of her hand, and the back of Howard’s hand rests against her thigh throughout the fifteen minute drive around the lake, making her belly tingle a bit.

  It’s a warm, sultry night, and the village is alive with cafes and bars full and buzzing. They find a club that is also full and alive with a small, over-crowded dance floor. Luke takes hold of Catherine's hand and leads her over there before they even have a table and drinks organized.

  "You look good," he yells into her ear, causing an imperceptible blush under the ultraviolet lights.

  She moves into the music, and Luke dances in front of her with his eyes lowering to her breasts as they jiggle about. The first chance he has to get hold of her from behind he grabs her hips and grinds against her firm little bum. He holds her in place, and she lifts her arms around his neck and wriggles back against him.

  Then suddenly Keith is there dancing in front, and Catherine pushes away from Luke to grind herself against him instead. But that gives Luke a better view of her legs, and of her tight little dress riding up her thighs and exposing a bit of the lacy top of her stockings, and when she wriggles down Keith's body causing him to grin like an idiot, Luke gets a flash of her red panties.

  After a few more songs the music slows, and Howard claims her, holding her close and pressing against her.

  *

  All the while Ashton sits watching his young wife being passed around and rubbed up against. He also notices that quite a few of the other men in the place are watching her, and that some of the women are also glancing over fairly often – mostly shaking their heads, seemingly in disgust at the way Catherine is allowing three different men to virtually feel her up.

  Luke leans close to Ashton's ear to talk over the music. "Have you really let other guys fuck her, or were you just shitting us the other night?"

  "We've played around a bit," Ashton replies, feeling sort of boastful with the influence of the alcohol he has been steadily drinking.

  “So are you going to let us play around with her?" Luke goes on. "She's fucking hot!"

  “Yeah she is, isn't she?" Ashton answers, pausing to try and organize his thoughts. He remembers Catherine saying she doesn't want to do anything, but he can't think of what she said exactly. "I don't think she wants to because of Sarah and Barbra."

  "What – because we're all friends?" Keith asks. "Barbra was saying you only do it when you're out of town."

  Ashton nods in agreement. “Yeah usually when we go away. So it doesn't end up getting around the neighbourhood." He pulls both men in close, shushing them and looking around to be sure no one’s listening. "You know, it's best to be discreet if you're going to fuck around," he adds with a drunken chuckle.

  At that point Ashton realizes he’s well and truly drunk, and over the next few hours he abstains and sobers up a bit. He spends the time just watching Catherine with the other men and only has a dance with her when there are a few slow, romantic numbers being played to end the night.

  Catherine’s wired and still wriggling around to the music on the drive back to the lodge. The party continues there with Luke plying her with wine again. She hasn't been drinking at all but is soon giggling and talking silly.

  "So how about that game of strip poker we never got to play last night?" Keith calls out from the bar. The party is in the living room with everyone kicked back in the leather couches and chairs.

  "Hell, yeah! Now that Barbra's gone." Luke grins, turning his attention to Cat

herine.

  She’s blushing. "But that wouldn't be fair with only one of me and all you men!"

  "How's that not fair?" Howard tosses in playfully. "I'd be in a game of strip with four women any day of the week. Wouldn't you, Ashton?"

  Ashton is sipping strong coffee. His mind has cleared. "Actually, we used to play this game of strip in college but it wasn't poker. It was with picture cards and Aces."

  Keith serves the new round of drinks and takes his seat. "I think I've heard of that…. It's where everyone gets three cards and if you have a king, queen or jack you lose an item but if you've got an ace it's like a free pass."

  “Yeah that's it," Ashton adds. "I don't know what it's called, but it's fun."

  "Awesome! So let's play," Luke says, again turning his attention upon Catherine.

  She’s biting her lip. Her blush returns as she looks around at everyone. "Well I guess it would be okay," she utters. "But can I put my stockings back on so I've got more clothes? I've only got three things, so it's not fair."

  Keith is already shuffling the deck of cards, and Luke and Ashton drag the coffee table away and move a couch so there’s an open area in the middle of the room.

  "How about we give the lady two aces for a head-start, and everyone else take off your shoes and socks," Keith suggests. "That would more than even things up."

  "Fair enough," Luke agrees.

  Howard adds, “Yeah but we play until everyone's fully stripped."

  "Is that okay?" Keith asks Catherine as he gives her two aces.

  She sits down tucking her legs to the side, and Howard sitting opposite already has a view of her panties. Luke is beside him and tilts his head to have a look as well.

  “So we're playing until everyone's completely naked?" Keith reiterates, again toward Catherine.

  "Uh huh," she utters, watching Luke and Howard until they lift their eyes from her legs. She then peers around at everyone. "But when I take my clothes off there's no touching, okay? Just looking."

  Howard chuckles. "Sure – but we can look awful hard, can't we?" He’s again peeping up Catherine's dress, and she just smiles and blushes a bit deeper.

  Ashton’s sitting to the left of Keith and is dealt the first three cards – an 8,3 and queen. "That's my shirt," he says as he strips it off.

  "Toss it over the back of the couch," Howard tells him.

  Howard’s next to Ashton and is dealt a pair of 6s and a 4. Luke is then dealt a jack, 10 and queen.

  “Oh fuck," he says and strips his shirt and trousers, which leaves him in green and black chequered briefs.

  Catherine is next, and Keith deals her a 5, 7 and 8.

  She laughs.

  Keith turns over a king and a couple of small cards. He tosses his shirt over the back of the couch. He then gathers up all the cards and shuffles.

  Ashton pulls an ace and two free cards. He keeps the ace aside. Howard is dealt a queen amongst his next three. He strips his shirt revealing a fairly healthy gut and some man boobs.

  Luke is dealt two kings and a jack, and says, "Fuck me!" He then stands and watches Catherine's face as he lowers his briefs and frees his slightly aroused member. It’s quite thick and at least average in length. Catherine’s trying not to look, but she keeps glancing over. "I can't believe I'm fucking naked already," Luke declares, laughing. "For fuck's sake!"

  Attention turns to Catherine, and she’s dealt a jack, 3, jack. “Oh my God!" she giggles. "That's not fair!"

  "Sure it's fair," Keith says as he takes her two aces.

  Howard laughs. "Come on, hurry up so we can give Catherine another turn."

  "Hey I don't need any more turns," she complains. "You guys have got this rigged."

  Keith pulls a queen and tosses his trousers over the back of the couch. "Yeah it was rigged, but you were supposed to be sitting where Luke is." He laughs.

  There’s an enormous bulge in the front of Keith's white briefs. He doesn't appear to be erect at all, but his package is huge.

  He deals Ashton a jack and two 4s, so Ashton hands back his ace. Howard turns over a 7, 3 and 10. He smiles, and everybody looks at Catherine.

  "What about Luke?" she complains. "It's his turn first!"

  "But I'm already buck naked!"

  "Yeah well there should be a penalty or something. He should have to serve drinks if he gets another picture card."

  Keith deals him three cards, and he turns over a 5, king, 7.

  "Fuck off!" he laughs. "This actually is rigged, isn't it?"

  Catherine’s glowing with excitement. "Come on, waiter," she teases, handing her empty glass. "No – wait! You have to go through the middle…. No sneaking off around the back of the furniture."

  He steps into the middle of the circle facing Catherine directly with his cock right there in her face as he accepts her glass. She smiles up at him, her eyes wide.

  "Wait until I get back before you deal," he says to Keith, and he strides off proudly with quite a firm little bum flexing and jiggling, and causing Catherine to squirm a little.

  Ashton sits back watching the other two men staring at his wife's legs. She’s watching Luke opening a new bottle of wine and is sitting there with her thighs having strayed apart a little and her dress having hiked up. Howard and Keith are staring at her panties, which are nicely on display.

  Catherine watches Luke walk back with her glass of wine and with his cock swinging from side to side, quite obviously in a state of semi-arousal. "Thank you, sir," she says and accepts the drink.

  Luke sits down, and Keith deals Catherine's three cards. She takes a breath and turns the first. It’s a king. “Oh shit!" she cries. Then she turns the next and it’s a queen. "Oh no. No, no, no. Give me an ace. Please an ace," she says as she turns the last card. It’s a 6.

  "Fuck yes!" Luke cheers.

  Howard and Keith sit quietly, smiling.

  "Come on, baby. Two items please?" Luke goes on triumphantly.

  "Oh God," Catherine says and slowly gets up on her knees. She peers from one man to the next with her cheeks reddening and her smile fading. Ashton's cock firms, and his heart pounds as she reaches behind for her zipper. Luke is resting back on his hands, and Catherine watches his cock firm up until it’s fully erect. She looks up from it to meet his eyes.

  "Come on, love – let's have a look," Howard says mildly, and she turns to him. She holds eye contact with him as she lowers her dress from her shoulders to reveal her lacy red bra, then further to reveal her matching panties. “Yeah that's nice," Howard groans, and she bites her lip and smile. She then removes the dress from her legs, and Keith takes it and tosses it over the back of the couch.

  There is absolute silence. Catherine looks from Howard to her husband then to Keith. Keith has a huge bulge in his briefs that extends around to his hip, straining at the fabric. The mushroom head is clearly defined there. Catherine looks back across at Luke with his erection solid against his belly and visibly flexing and his hairy balls hanging loosely between his thighs.

  She unhooks her bra in back and takes a nervous breath. "Are you sure this will be okay?" she asks them softly. "I don't want to get anyone into trouble."

  "It's fine!" Luke and Keith answer in unison. Howard is just grinning and staring at her chest.

  "Okay then I guess," Catherine utters, and she lowers her bra from her breasts.

  They’re milky white, her little nipples dark and firm. She stands for a moment with her bra clutched in her hand while they all look at them. They’re just staring with their mouths open, and she waits.

  Howard is the first to speak. "They're beautiful, love. Absolutely perfect."

  "Are they really?" Catherine utters in response, looking down at herself then back around at the men still staring. "It feels a little bit strange being the only woman playing this game, though – with all you naughty men."

  She sits down with her breasts swaying and jiggling about, then she rests back tucking her legs to one side again.

  The men are looking from her panties to her breasts, and she checks with her husband, but he’s just watching them. She then catches Luke's eyes and smile. "Don't try and cover them up, will you?" he says.

  She shakes her head. "I won't…. You can look at them."

  Keith turns over a 5, king, 8. He gets up on his knees and pulls down his briefs to reveal a massive cock, thick with veins and weighted down by a huge dome shaped head.

  "What the fuck is that?" Luke exclaims while Catherine utters a little, “Oh my God," but stifles that with her hand over her mouth. Her eyes are wide and focused directly and unashamedly upon the monster.

  "That's a fucking horse cock," Luke goes on in amazement.

  It's not as if Catherine hasn't heard about the thing from Barbra, but she’s still surprised at how huge the head is. The weight of it is too much for his erection to support, and the whole thing, though swollen and obviously stiff, is pointing down between his thighs.

  Otherwise, Keith is tall and bony with hardly an ounce of fat on his entire body. He sits back down, tosses his briefs and Catherine's bra over the back of the couch and shuffles up the cards for the next round.

  Ashton turns over two small cards and a queen. He pulls off his shorts and tosses them over his shoulder. He has on loose fitting boxers with his semi-erect cock tenting them quite obviously.

  Howard turns over one picture card out of his three, and he gets up to remove his trousers. He has on white underpants with his package bulging at the pouch in front. He also appears to be semi-erect but perhaps a little undersized.

  Luke is dealt three more cards and turns over a pair of aces and a 4. “Yeah now what the fuck is that?" he laughs. "Do I get to put some clothes back on, or what?"

  He tosses the aces aside and joins the others in turning to Catherine. Keith lays the three cards down in front of her, and she takes a breath and turns over the middle one. It’s a 7, and she smiles up at everyone. The next one she turns over is a 3. The third one’s the queen of spades.

  "Yes!" Luke cries out excitedly. "Now that's what I'm talking about."

  Ashton sits there with his heart pounding and his cock stiff. Howard watches intently, and Keith moves around behind those two to get a look from front on. "Wait," he says to Catherine, and when he’s settles he says, "Okay go ahead."

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