Friends With Real Benefits (Friends With Benefits Book 7)

by Luke Young

  “So, how was it?” Jim flashed him a knowing look. “You’ve got to be the only guy on the planet who’s depressed after having a threesome with two women.”

  “No, the two women part was good.”

  “Okay, then what’s the problem?”

  “We actually did it twice and that second time Jillian had a migraine so she was out of the room at the beginning.”

  “Oh, so you were alone with her.” Jim’s jaw dropped.

  “Yeah…” Brian nodded, solemnly. “And Kathleen was different. It was different.”

  “What’d she do?” Jim asked.

  “She kissed me and we weren’t supposed to kiss and we did it in a position I didn’t think was a good one for conceiving.”

  “Which?”

  “She was on top.”

  “Oh, I love when Victoria rides me like that.” Jim tossed the ball back and forth between his hands, wearing a faraway look. “Especially when she reaches back and grabs my balls. She does this thing whe—”

  “Jesus!” Brian glared at him. “How did we get off of my problem and onto your balls?”

  “Sorry.” Jim shrugged.

  “So after we did it that way, she said we should do it again, you know, like me on top so she’d have a better chance of getting pregnant.”

  “All right, maybe she just came to her senses.”

  “Wait, but you haven’t heard the bad parts. I wasn’t hard at that point and my dick was covered with, you know…” Brian grimaced. “… like a ton of stuff. Like I had never shot so much before in my life.”

  “Gross, thanks for sharing dude.” Jim made a face and added sarcastically, “I’m so impressed.”

  “No, I’m not trying to brag you asshole.” Brian let out an exasperated groan. “Look she licked it all off of me. Every drop. Like something you’d see in a porn movie. I mean, no normal woman would do that to a guy, right? It was really hot, but incredibly disgusting all at the same time.”

  “Maybe she’s fucked up,” Jim commented with a snort.

  “Maybe.” Brian closed his eyes and said in a whiny voice, “Then she was playing with everything to get me hard and had her mouth on me again.”

  “Did you get it up?”

  “I did.” Brian widened his eyes. “But then Jillian walked in the room and sort of got the idea that we hadn’t done it yet. So we let her think that and she watched while we had sex.”

  “Oh, shit.”

  “Yeah. But I couldn’t finish so I faked it.”

  “You faked it?” Jim gasped. “That reminds me this one time, Victoria was going down on me in the shower and—” Jim stopped mid-sentence when his brother picked up a tennis racquet and looked like he might pound him in the head with it repeatedly.

  Brian sighed. “Does everything need to lead back to a story about you?”

  “Sorry, please continue.”

  “Anyway…” Brian rolled his eyes. “So I faked it and went to the bathroom and when I came out, Kathleen was gone. I didn’t tell Jillian about it and I haven’t slept well since. I get up every night covered in sweat and I can’t get back to sleep.”

  Jim exhaled sharply, placing a hand to his chin. “Dude, just let this go. You might not have to see her again, right?”

  “But I might be expected to if she’s not pregnant yet.”

  “Okay, so if she’s not then you tell Jillian and let her decide how to handle it. It sounds like you really didn’t do anything wrong. I mean, Jillian got you involved in this, right?”

  “She did.”

  “You didn’t see this hot woman and say hey, maybe I’ll put a baby in her.” Jim lifted his palm up along with his shoulders.

  “No, I didn’t.”

  “So basically the woman your wife pretty much forced you to have sex with kissed you then performed some above-and-beyond-the-normal-call-of-duty oral on you.”

  “Basically.” Brian shrugged, halfheartedly.

  “Yeah, so you’re good.”

  “Okay, thanks,” Brian forced a slight smile.

  “Hey and if you get up in the middle of the night and can’t get back to sleep do what I do.”

  “What’s that?”

  “Jerk off.” Jim tossed the tennis ball at him.

  “Okay.” Brian caught it then tossed it back.

  “Or drink a beer.”

  “All right.”

  “Or jerk off then drink—”

  A knock at the door saved Brian from any more advice. He called out, “Yes.”

  The front desk clerk opened the door. “Brian, there’s a Kathleen Morgan here to see you.”

  Brian shot his brother a look of concern then feigned a smile. “I’ll be right there.”

  “Maybe she wants to lick you clean again,” Jim whispered.

  “Shut up and get out.” Brian rose to his feet then grabbed his brother by the arm pulling him up from the chair.

  “Okay, geez. I’m going.”

  When they reached the door, Jim took one look at the stunning actress and his jaw fell open.

  “Brian.” Kathleen smiled as she stepped toward the office.

  “Hi,” Brian replied.

  Jim moved to her with his hand out. “I’m, uh, his brother.”

  “This is Jim my brother,” Brian grumbled.

  “Kathleen Morgan.” She took his hand.

  “Oh, I know who you are.” He shook her hand slowly, gazing into her eyes. “You are just incredible in that video.”

  “Thank you.” When she finally freed her hand from his meaty grip, she returned to Brian. “I hope it’s okay I just stopped by. I called and they said you were still here.”

  “No, it’s fine.” Brian motioned to his office. “Come in.”

  She walked past him and into the office. Brian caught Jim, cocking his head with his eyes glued to her ass. He shot him a sickened expression. “Get out of here.”

  Jim moved to him and said softly. “I knew she was pretty but in person. Holy shit.”

  “Go!”

  “If my wife dropped that in my lap I don’t think I’d complain no matter what she did.”

  Staring him down angrily, Brian pushed him away then slipped into the office, closing the door.

  He walked to his desk. “Sorry about that.”

  “No, I’m sorry for just showing up, but I wanted to talk to you… about the other night,” she began, her voice breaking with emotion. “I haven’t slept. I’m so sorry that I crossed the line. I just got carried away.”

  “I’m so glad you said that.” He handed her a tissue. “I haven’t slept well either.”

  “I’m not trying to steal you away…” She dabbed her tears with the tissue. “I don’t know what I was thinking.”

  “Okay.” Brian covered his face with his hands. “Thank God, I thought maybe you were trying to come between us or… I don’t know. All I know is I’ve felt guilty.”

  “You have nothing to feel guilty about.”

  “Don’t I?”

  “I don’t think you do,” she began. “But I do. Have you told Jillian anything?”

  “No.”

  “Do you think we should?” She asked, sniffling.

  “No. Maybe. I don’t know.” He closed his eyes. “I don’t want to hurt her.”

  “I don’t either.”

  He opened his eyes and raised his palms up. “But what if you’re not pregnant. I don’t think I can do it again. I don’t think I can handle this. She’s the only woman for me.”

  “I understand.” She paused a moment to think. “If I’m not pregnant I’ll find some other way. I won’t ask you again for help.”

  “Okay, I think that’s best.”

  “Yeah, me too.” She rose to her feet. “Well, that’s all I wanted to say. Again, I’m sorry I put you in that position.”

  “Don’t worry about it.” He moved toward the door. “I’m fine. We’ll be fine.”

  A tear streamed down her cheek. “You know, what you both did for me or tried to do
really meant a lot.”

  “It meant a lot to us too.”

  She smiled at him. “Can I kiss you on the cheek?”

  “I think that would be okay.”

  She rose up on her tiptoes and kissed the side of his face. When she returned her heels to the floor, she touched his arm, gave him a sweet smile before opening the door and heading away.

  Over the next few weeks Brian’s sleep pattern returned to almost normal as the memory and most of his guilt slowly faded away. While the sweats stopped, he continued to wake at least once in the middle of the night, the weight of this betrayal still on his mind. He decided he needed to tell Jillian. He just couldn’t keep it from her. He would try to find the words and the right time to do it. He vowed to do it soon.

  61

  ‘Take the best shower of your life… if you know what I mean… come home ASAP and put the blindfold on that is hanging on the door to our bedroom before you step in. I have a big special surprise for you…’ Inside her bedroom, Jillian typed the message then turned the screen to Kathleen.

  Both women wore sexy lingerie. Jillian in Brian’s favorite black lace teddy. Kathleen was in only crotchless panties, the cut out area adorned with a string of pearl shaped beads running from the front all the way to the back of her.

  “Perfect.” Kathleen chuckled. “Can’t wait to tell him the good news.”

  Jillian hit send. “He’s going to be so happy.”

  As the women waited patiently for his reply, they sat on the bed in silence, both fighting back the urge to giggle like teenagers.

  Less than a minute later the reply came. ‘Can’t wait. Be there in 20…’

  Nineteen minutes and thirty-two seconds later, Brian opened the door to his bedroom and walked gingerly into the room with his arms extended and his eyes blinded. He wore socks along with a t-shirt and shorts.

  “Where are you?” He shook his head, grinning. “What’s going on?”

  “Don’t talk,” Jillian said before sharing a wide-eyed look with Kathleen who was sitting on the bed.

  Rising to her feet, Jillian sidled up next to him and kissed him softly on the lips. “Hi.”

  “Hi,” he replied.

  “Did you shower?”

  “I did.”

  “Everything?”

  “I always do.” He smiled. “You never know what surprises await me at home.”

  “That you don’t,” she replied then shot Kathleen a grin.

  “Lift up.” Taking hold of his t-shirt, she pulled it up over his arms before rising up on her toes to kiss him softly on the neck.

  “That feels good.”

  Slowly she made her way lower, peppering him with a trail of kisses along the way. The bulge forming in his shorts was an unmistakable indication of exactly how much he was enjoying the attention.

  Taking hold of the waistband of his shorts, she pulled them down along with his underwear. His erection flopped up nearly striking her in the chin. Placing a hand on her shoulder, he supported himself as she assisted him in stepping out of the tangled mess of shorts.

  Jillian took hold of his straining erection. “Someone’s already ready.”

  “Babe, I was ready about mid-way on the drive home.”

  She giggled then shared a smile with Kathleen who quietly made her way from the bed to crawl on the floor, resting five feet away from the married couple.

  Jillian said, “We have something to celebrate.”

  “What?”

  “I’m not telling you until you’ve had two orgasms.”

  “Two?” He chuckled. “What if I can’t have two?”

  “Oh, something tells me you’ll have at least two.” She quickly took him into her mouth.

  He fought to catch his breath then cried out, “Oh, fuck.”

  Jillian cupped his full balls as she worked her mouth over him quickly, leaving a trail of saliva behind as she bathed his cock with her lips, mouth and tongue.

  “That feels amazing.” His mouth opened wide and he placed his hands on his hips, thrusting them slowly back and forth. “Don’t stop.”

  She pulled her mouth from him then used her hand to stroke him. “I feel like playing with your ass.”

  He inhaled sharply then struggled to reply, “You can play… with anything you want.”

  “Lift your leg.” Placing her hand under his knee, she guided it up until his foot rested on the chair.

  “Is this my surprise?” He snickered, reaching out with his arms to steady his balance. “Have you been reading one of those women’s magazines again?”

  “Maybe.” She giggled before taking his cock back into her mouth and placing a hand on each of his ass cheeks, massaging them tenderly.

  “Oh, God. That feels…”

  Kathleen slithered over to him, rising up behind him as she prepared to reach her target.

  Jillian pulled back, returned her hand to his cock and began stroking him again as her gaze met Kathleen’s. They shared another smile then Kathleen motioned with her hand with a downward flapping gesture and Jillian got the message.

  “Bend over.” Placing her hand on his back, Jillian coaxed him forward at the waist as she leaned to the side for a better view of the impending action.

  “All right.” As he bent forward, he placed his hand on the back of the chair for support. There he waited, wearing only socks, the blindfold and a wide smile.

  Jillian kept stroking him as Kathleen parted his cheeks, pressing her head between them. Extending her tongue, she brushed him with soft licks in his most sensitive of areas.

  “Holy fuck.” He panted like he was about to go into cardiac arrest. “Jillian… That…”

  Jillian smiled proudly as she watched her friend pleasing the man she loved in a way that she could never really bring herself to. But in a way that she now thought she just might try.

  At some point.

  Maybe down the road.

  Maybe far, far down the road.

  Maybe after a couple glasses of wine, but still… it was now on her to try list.

  Jillian stroked him slowly, reaching around from the side of him so she could continue to watch the action. Kathleen moaned, purring into the back of him as she spread his cheeks wider and plunged her face deeper into him.

  “Oh, fuck… Jillian. What. Are. You…” Brian panted and gasped for breath. “… doing?”

  After pulling back from him for a moment wearing a satisfied smile, Kathleen returned her mouth to him, but this time under his balls. She sucked one between her lips, then let it pop out of her mouth.

  “Ahhh…” he groaned.

  Then Kathleen licked along his perineum before gliding her tongue over his ass. She kept up this attention as Jillian looked on grinning in sexy anticipation.

  “Never stop,” he muttered breathlessly, bending forward even further, his head now resting on the top of his folded arms on the padded chair.

  Jillian moved under him and in one quick motioned slipped her mouth fully over his cock, taking nearly three quarters of it between her lips. He cried out. “Oh… Ahhhh…”

  Kathleen chose that moment to extend her tongue deeper inside. He gasped, the intense pleasure of it all most certainly masking the reality that it wasn’t just the two of them. It took maybe three more seconds, but it must have felt like an eternity as the two women pleasured him orally from both sides like he’d never been before.

  The moment the realization hit him, it hit him hard. He pulled the blind fold off quickly, spotted Jillian under him and felt the other individual behind him. Glancing back, he recognized Kathleen’s hair and losing his balance fell over the side of the chair, landing on the carpet in a big heap.

  Jillian slipped, ending up back first on top of the chair, while Kathleen tumbled backward, landing on her ass.

  Brian’s gaze first met Kathleen’s then shot over to his wife.

  Jillian righted herself, glaring at him in shock. “What’s wrong?”

  “Sorry, I didn’t know she was
here.” He rose to his feet, reflexively covering his still hard cock as he moved to the side of the bed.

  “I get that, but what’s wrong?” Jillian repeated.

  “I don’t know, I’m just a little shocked. I didn’t expect that, you know…” He ran his fingers through his hair. “We said we were done with all this threesome stuff, right?”

  “I know.” Jillian nodded. “But Kathleen’s pregnant and we just wanted to celebrate.”

  “Oh really.” He smiled, tilting his head, genuinely happy for her as the panic melted away. “That’s great.”

  “Thank you.” Climbing onto the chair, Kathleen crossed her legs, picking up and clutching her blouse to her naked breasts. “Thank you both.”

  Jillian nodded to her with a smile. “Sure, we were glad to help.”

  He grabbed a pair of boxer briefs from his drawer and pulled them on. Jillian moved to him, placing a hand on his arm. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

  “No, I’m not okay.” He closed his eyes, shaking his head.

  “What is it?”

  “I haven’t slept well in… since… since the night we…” He wore a look of complete distress as he motioned between himself and their guest. “… last did it.”

  “Why?” Jillian asked.

  “I’ve been wanting to tell you, but I didn’t want to upset you or I don’t know.” He shook his head, exhaling sharply.

  “What is it?” Jillian looked to Kathleen whose eyes were welling up with tears before returning to her husband. “You can tell me anything.”

  “I know.” He took a deep breath. “We had said no kissing, right?”

  “We did,” Jillian replied, suddenly overcome with emotion from seeing her husband in obvious distress.

  “Well, she kissed me that night. The night you had the migraine and she was acting a little different alone with me.” He paused a moment to look at Kathleen and raised his palms. “I’m not trying to attack you, but—”

  “He’s right…” Kathleen sighed. “That night, I was in a weird place. Lonely and wanting so badly what you two have.”

  “Oh my God.” A tear slipped down Jillian’s face. “What happened?”

  “I kissed him and when you came in the room, I think you thought we hadn’t actually had sex yet, but we had.”

  “What?” Jillian starred at a picture on the wall for a moment without really focusing on it before returning to Brian. “What is she talking about?”