Proving A Point

by Lexi Archer

  “What the hell Diana?” I asked, wondering what the hell she was up to.

  “Damn man,” Craig said, taking a drink. “Don’t let Adam see that.”

  I blushed as I realized that Craig had totally seen the picture my fiancee sent me. Then that blush deepened as I realized that he’d just seen her naked with her hands down her pants, and he was looking at my phone with the sort of hungry look that said he’d give just about anything to get another look at it.

  I was tempted to let him see it. The only thing that stopped me was the text about her thinking Craig was a sexy motherfucker was still there at the top of the screen, and I didn’t want him to see that. So instead I texted back to her, furious.

  “Are you crazy?” I sent back to her. “Craig is right here with me and he saw it!”

  “I was hoping he did,” she said. “I want you to show him your phone now.”

  “There’s no way I’m showing him my phone now,” I said, sure that she was about to do something else that would be just a little bit naughty.

  Or maybe really naughty. I had visions of her texting the whole fantasy scenario we’d been indulging in to my best friend. Letting him in on our little secret in a way I wasn’t ready to deal with right now. No, there wasn’t a chance in hell.

  “You need to show him the phone now,” she said.

  There was another message. This time she had both her hands down her pants, and her legs were spread wide. It was pretty clear that she wasn’t wearing any panties, and she’d pulled her tanktop up so that both of her breasts were on display.

  “Show him the phone or you’re never seeing this again,” she said.

  “You’re not serious,” I said.

  “You wanted to do this fantasy,” she said. “Well you’re going to do this or we’re not going to be a thing. Or was all that stuff you said about us being perfect for each other so much bullshit?”

  I hated that she had me there. She was lawyering me in a way that seemed expert when I’d already had a couple of drinks in me, for all that it’s not like it really made all that much sense. We needed to talk about something like this, damn it.

  “So what’s it going to be?” she asked.

  It was right about then that something else struck me. She’d been sending me these pictures of her in compromising scenarios, but both of those scenarios involved taking a picture where she was using both of her hands to do something. Both of her legs were clearly in the shot too, so it’s not like she figured out some miraculous way to use her camera with her feet or something.

  “Who’s there with you?” I texted back to her.

  “Wouldn’t you like to know,” she said. “Now are you going to show him the damn phone or not?”

  I knew that she had me. I hated that she had me. I wanted to know what the fuck was going on at the other end of this conversation, and I got the feeling I wasn’t going to find out unless I pointed the damned phone at Craig and let him see what there was to see.

  “Fine,” I said. “I’m pointing the phone at him now.”

  12

  Girl on Girl

  So I pointed the phone at Craig. He looked at me like I’d gone crazy or something, then his eyes went wide. He choked on the drink he’d been taking, and it took a couple of moments of me slapping him on the back before everything was in good working order again.

  I looked at my phone, though I was almost terrified of what I was going to see there. Had she sent him a naked picture? Had he gotten a good look at everything my future wife had? Was he thinking about how much he wanted to fuck her?

  What was waiting there for me on the screen was like nothing I could’ve imagined. It was enough to have me coughing and spluttering as I tried to make sense of what I saw there. Two beautiful women next to each other, both with their tank tops pulled up so their tits were pressing against one another, and they were obviously kissing as one of them held a phone up to the mirror and they both had their hands down each other’s pants.

  “What the hell?” I said.

  To say that was the last thing I was expecting to see when I got another text image from my future wife would be a hell of an understatement. And yet here we were. She was obviously out there with another woman having a good time, and for some reason that was tickling the same parts of my mind that got all hot and bothered thinking about all the things I wouldn’t mind seeing her do with another man.

  “Well shit,” Craig said. “Looks like our girls are having a little fun without us.”

  “Our girls?” I asked.

  I looked a second time, and this time around I really looked at everything that was going on in that picture. Really got a good look at both women.

  I was intimately familiar with Diana’s curves, of course. I couldn’t be with her for as long as I had and not be intimately familiar with those curves.

  And yet there was something else going on there. I realized that I also knew the curves of the other woman. It’s just that I’d never seen her wearing so little. Sure I’d imagined seeing her wearing a hell of a lot less than that over the years, but I never thought I’d actually get to see her wearing that hell of a lot less.

  “That really is Connie, isn’t it?” I asked.

  “You don’t have to drool over her man,” Craig said.

  I looked up at him, seriously worried that I might’ve pissed him off by checking out his girl a little too closely. They’d been dating for a couple of years now, and I always figured they were probably heading for marriage the same as me and Diana. So it was entirely possible he might get pissed off at the thought of another man staring at his girl and thinking about how much he’d like to fuck her.

  “I’m just fucking with you man,” he said with a grin. “I mean I’m not surprised she’d do something like that, but at the same time I’m kinda surprised she’s doing it with Diana. She always seemed like the uptight kind.”

  “What would make you say something like that?” I asked, my mouth suddenly dry.

  It was an assessment I agreed with totally and completely. Or at the least it was an assessment I would’ve agreed with totally and completely before we started sharing fantasies about all the things she’d like to do with Craig. I didn’t think she was quite as reserved and conservative now, but still.

  “Well let’s just say there have been a couple of times when Connie made it clear to Diana that she might be interested in a little bit of fun if Diana was up for it.”

  My mind reeled. I wasn’t aware of this.

  “Diana never said anything.”

  “Of course she wouldn’t,” Craig said. “Like I said, she’s a little uptight. She probably didn’t want you to worry that she was going to leave you for another woman.”

  I interrogated that thought in my mind and came to a different conclusion. I’d told Diana about my fantasy of watching her with someone else awhile ago. Long enough that Connie could’ve hit on her in that time.

  What if the reason she didn’t tell me was because she was worried I’d be a little too into it because of my fantasy? For that matter, what if the reason she didn’t tell me was because she was worried that she might be a little too into it?

  That’d sure been her excuse for not being into this before. It was enough to make me wonder what she was up to at home. Was this just a picture that was sent to us in the interest of getting us all hot and bothered?

  Or was it possible my girl was back home with Connie and they were doing the kinds of things that I’d been fantasizing about, only she was doing it with another woman instead of with the man I’d been thinking about?

  My cock twitched thinking about it.

  “Hey guys!” Adam said, coming back with a drink of his own but none for us. “What’s going on? The two of you look like you just saw a ghost or something!”

  He laughed at his own lame joke, though we weren’t nearly drunk enough to join him in his laughter. I just shook my head.

  “It’s the girls,” Craig said, as though tha
t was the only explanation he needed.

  “Women,” Adam said. “The old ball and chain. I’m telling you guys. Once you put a ring on their finger all the fun is over. I can’t remember the last time I got a blowjob.”

  I let Adam drone on in the background. As I looked at the picture on my phone, a picture I was careful not to angle towards Adam since the last thing I wanted was for him to see Connie and Diana in such a compromising position, I couldn’t help but think that he was crazy if he thought getting married was the end of adventures.

  If you played your cards right then it could be the beginning of your adventures. I knew I couldn’t wait to get home tonight, for all that I had to stay here to keep up appearances for a little longer at least.

  “To marriage,” Craig said, lifting his glass.

  “To marriage,” Adam said, lifting his own glass but rolling his eyes to let us know what he thought of that toast.

  “Yeah, to marriage,” I said, meaning it in a way that Adam couldn’t possibly appreciate, though Craig just might given the way he was looking at me.

  Things in my future marriage just got a hell of a lot more interesting tonight. That was for sure!

  13

  Homecoming

  I stepped into the house. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting. I’d told Diana I was going out with the guys tonight, but I didn’t figure that’d mean she’d invite Connie over to have the kind of fun they’d obviously been having with each other.

  “Hello?” I asked into the darkness.

  Of course it was possible they weren’t at our house anymore. Maybe they went out to have a little fun together. Maybe they went out to have a drink or something.

  The thought of those two hotties sitting at a bar and doing their thing had my cock twitching in my pants. That was a hot thought, but what I needed more than anything was Diana right here in front of me fucking my brains out as we worked through some of the stuff that’d happened tonight.

  “Anything in here?” Craig asked, peering in behind me.

  “I don’t hear anything,” I said. “But that doesn’t mean there’s nothing going on in here.”

  “No, it just means that they might be hiding because they know we’re looking for them.”

  “You need to keep quiet, by the way,” I said. “Because if she finds out I told you what I told you she’s gonna be really pissed off.”

  “Believe me, man,” he said. “If she’s really with Connie and they’re doing what I think they’re doing then you don’t have to worry about her being pissed off about anything.”

  He kept reassuring me about that. It turns out Connie had a wild streak that she enjoyed letting out from time to time, but it was difficult for me to believe that this was actually happening. That the two of them could be hiding somewhere in the apartment.

  Everything had happened so fast that I didn’t know what to make of it.

  “Listen. You hear that?” Craig asked.

  “I think I do,” I said.

  It was a quiet sound. So quiet that I might not have even heard it if I hadn’t been straining to hear anything going down in the apartment. But there was clearly the sounds of gasping and moaning coming from somewhere in here.

  “The bedroom,” I said.

  I don’t know why I should’ve been surprised that the sounds were coming from the bedroom. That was the natural spot for sounds like that to come from, after all. I guess I’d expected to walk in here and see them getting it on right there on the couch or something.

  “I’m telling you man, this is going to be a wild night,” Craig said. “You sure you’re up for this?”

  “I don’t know if I’m the one who’s going to get the wild night,” I said. “You’re the one Diana has been fantasizing about all this time.”

  It turns out I’d been more than happy to finally tell him everything on the ride back over here. The guy driving the car certainly got an earful too. I was surprised he didn’t ask to join in with us considering all the stuff we’d been discussing. His ears must’ve been burning by the time we were done.

  Craig had reacted surprisingly well to discovering that not only did Diana want to fuck him, but that I might’ve been pretty okay with the thought of him getting to fuck her.

  “Here we are,” Craig said. “Moment of truth. You sure you want to go through with this?”

  “I’m not,” I said. “But do I really have a choice?”

  “I don’t think you do at this point man,” Craig said with an apologetic shrug. “Honestly I don’t think you had a choice from the moment you told her about your little fantasy and things started getting away from you, but what can you do?”

  I still reeled from the revelation that Craig and Connie had done this sort of thing before. I mean I guess I shouldn’t have been all that surprised what with the way Connie had apparently been trying to seduce Diana for awhile now, but this was all spiraling out of control faster than I could’ve possibly imagined, and I wasn’t sure that I even wanted this fantasy fulfilled now that it was on the verge of being fulfilled.

  “Let’s go,” I said.

  I felt sick to my stomach as I stepped into the room with Craig right behind me. I wasn’t really sure what I expected to find in there. The two of them in the throes of passion making out with their fingers buried in each other like the picture they’d sent earlier? The two of them on top of each other eating one another out in one of the sexiest sixty-nines I’d ever have the pleasure of viewing?

  The thing that really surprised me was that it was just the two of them sitting on our bed in their pajamas watching something on Netflix. Talk about a twist that I didn’t see coming, and this had been an evening full of twists!

  Diana turned and smiled when she realize we were standing right there at the entrance. Connie took a moment longer to realize that the menfolk had returned, but she also smiled and gave a little wave when she saw us there.

  “Nice of the two of you to join us,” Connie said. “I would’ve figured you’d head straight home when we sent you that text.”

  14

  Proposed Swap

  I licked my lips. I wasn’t sure what to make of that. Did that mean they’d already done what they were going to do and we were going to be left out? If so that was a damn shame.

  “Oh don’t look like that,” Diana said, standing and walking over to us. Though for a surprise, though maybe it shouldn’t have been much of a surprise all things considered, she walked over to Craig instead of to me and gave him a quick kiss. “We might’ve had a little fun without you earlier, but I wanted to wait for you to show up so we could have even more fun.”

  I glanced at Craig. He shrugged and hit me with a grin. Clearly he was in the mood to enjoy this just as much as I was, though there was a part of me that felt a twisting jealousy deep in my gut watching Diana kissing him like that.

  I knew it wasn’t all that different from her kissing Connie earlier, but there was something about seeing it happening right in front of me that was like a punch to the gut.

  “So what do you think?” she asked. “Are you finally going to admit to me that this isn’t all about me having fun with another man?”

  I felt heat moving in next to me. I wasn’t at all surprised to see Connie moving in to stand next to me. She leaned up and pressed her lips against mine as well.

  I shivered as I wrapped my hands around her and pulled her against me. Pulled her against my rock hard cock.

  I knew I was proving Diana’s point here by getting into this, but I couldn’t help myself. There was an attractive woman practically throwing herself at me, and my cock was starting to call the shots. This wasn’t the time to protest, again, that this had never been about me getting with another woman.

  If she was going to throw another woman at me because that made it easier for her to indulge in this fantasy then what the fuck ever. She could throw another woman at me because it made it easier for her to indulge in this fantasy.

  Connie moaned
as I opened my mouth to her. I heard another faint moan from right beside us and glanced over to see Diana and Craig passionately embracing as my wife jumped up and wrapped her legs around my best man.

  Talk about something I didn’t think I’d be seeing by the end of the night, but now that it was happening I guess I wasn’t going to complain. It was one of those situations where I should’ve been careful what I wished for, because I was sure getting it now!

  I started grinding into Connie. She moaned as she kissed me, and I pushed her forward towards our bed. We fell down and I was on top of her, pressing my cock into her and feeling that delicious warmth between her legs.

  Fuck. I was having trouble believing any of this was happening. I mean I’d fantasized about being with Connie before. She was an attractive woman and I’d have to be a dead man not to notice it. It’s just that I never thought things would get to this point where we were making out like this.

  My cock was twitching and I worried that I was on the verge of coming against her. Fuck she was so hot! I moved a hand up and cupped one of her perfect breasts, kneaded her nipple and was rewarded with another moan as she pressed into me.

  There was something about knowing I wsa doing this to another man’s girl that really got me going. Something about feeling her up and knowing she was Craig’s that had me more hot and bothered than I would’ve been otherwise. I guess I hadn’t realized I could feel this way about being the guy who was getting with another man’s girl, but the fantasy was taking me into some weird twists and turns today!

  Moaning from beside us had me pulling away from what I was doing with Connie for just a moment. I pulled up and looked over to see Diana and Craig falling back on the bed, only she was on top of him. At some point in the past couple of minutes he must’ve gotten her tank top off, because her back was arching and showing off her amazing tits that were pressing out and begging for his touch.