Chapter ３

He smacks me again and buries his face in my neck. I look up and ready for him to take it back.

Except when Darren pulls away and stands with me, it's not playing.

He cups my jaw and pulls me into him. "I was serious." "It sounds sexy, but..."

"We won't if you don't."

"You're a greater Gift than the wallet I gave him.

"No way."

"Even if I were reckless enough to say yes, this makes Darren's future house visits odd. .”

“Grace.” My forehead is kissed. "How often have we been strangers?"

I see his perspective but react honestly. "Many times"

He analyzes my face with his blue eyes. "We've almost as frequently talked you fucking a stranger while I watch."

"A stranger."

"Don't trust strangers, baby. We've never done it. Milo is trustworthy."

 "He's your BFF."

“Yes. My wife." His thumb brushes my cheekbone. You two are my world.

“But—”

" I'm offering you a chance to realize a long-held ambition." I'm too afraid to stand still, but part of me wants to say yes nevertheless. Right? Milo and I have seven years of pent-up longing to sort out; fucking him can't live up to what I've fantasized.

Perhaps it's good.

Slowly breathing soothes my pounding heart. "How?"

He shows a grin. Tomorrow while we ski, I'll inform him. After we return, I'll position you under the living room's big  tree for him to unwrap.

"How many nights?"

. “Two. The holidays. We go after thanksgiving."

He's given me something I've fantasized about for years.

M y pussy needs this. “Yes.”

Next day is a pandemonium. I can't concentrate on reading, so I wash, shave, lotion, and primp until I feel better.

Masturbating.

Who's to blame?

My husband will soon give me to his best pal and watch us fuck. Knowing it'll happen increases my mad urge.

Darren comes in when I'm laying on the bed and enticing myself with soft finger strokes. He closes the door and leans against it as he glances between my split legs. "Early start?" I loosen my robe to display my breasts. "Come"

He carefully undresses, layer by layer, till he's bare before me with bright cheeks. "You're edible."

"Try me"

He's tall enough to reach my mattress without climbing and drags me down. "

Milo's bathing. We don't have much time.

My body thrills at what's coming. I whisper, "Hurry."

Darren remarks drily, "That's Grace's way of indicating she's comfortable."

Milo's eyes darken as he watches me lower his trousers, but he does nothing. "Do you want to go back to him after my come, baby?"

I'm out of breath. He's channeling my filthiest dreams. "Sounds like you want this pussy."

Milo's smile makes my heart race. "That's all for 36 hours. Pussy." He braces one hand against me and runs the other over me. Pussy, stomach, ribs, breasts, briefly against my neck. "Grace."

I push his pants again, and he eventually helps me, leading to an uncomfortable shuffle that leaves him nude. Milo kneels so I can check him over on my elbows.

  I've seen him shirtless many times, but seeing his huge body, cock, and thighs...   Perfect.

Darren's cocks are varied shapes. Milo's dick makes me tense up. Or maybe I'm going crazy thinking I have another cock. Inside Milo's cock.

I trace my shaky fingers over his chest and stomach. I've never given myself this basic touch. 

  I gently pull his cock toward me. He gently lowers me.

  I slide his cock across my clit. "What's this?"

He's tensely watching what I'm doing. 

I sink his cock into me and lead him to my clit. I'm attempting to snap his leash. From his tiny tremble, I'm almost there. His cockcircles my clit.

  He slaps my hand away, fists his cock, and drags himself over me. He's faster and rougher. At my ingress, he cocks. "It's not how well he fucks, Grace? You're hungry. My cock offers you badness. You desire the one you shouldn't. Slowly, he pushes his head inside me. "This pussy's mine. For now."

I can't reply to him. He begins fucking me, sheathing his massive cock a couple inches at a time. "How's the cock?"

"Wow," I exclaim. "You're big, Jesus."

Milo glides out of me and crashes back in, jolting me off the sofa. "Yes. Greedy little pussy, I can feel you squeezing around me.

  Milo's big cock spears me on the sofa in this holiday rental. Even if it's excellent, it seems like a fever dream. "No." Stop!”

“Mmm.” He forces me onto my side and sits behind me. Then he guides his cock back into me, using one hand to widen me open. 

I didn't know they were shut. I freeze. I almost forgot Darren was here. Shame covers me, yet my yearning only grows.

Then I see well.

Darren's nuts. He strokes himself slowly, as if he wants this to continue, and his stare jumps from Milo's face to mine, to my breasts, to my pussy...and Milo's cock. His jaw clenches and Darren gives himself another rough stroke.

Milo withdraws gently before penetrating deeply. "Darren, do you appreciate seeing my cock in your wife's pussy?" "You like seeing me push her to take it?"

"That's apparent," His voice is low with want, yet he's drily amused.

"Can you see from there?" Milo raises my leg. "Want to see how I'm enjoying your gift?"

  "You'll have to work hard to make that pussy yours."

I didn't expect him to be that annoyed.

Milo moves between me and the sofa and strokes my clit."  Grace, show your hubby how cute you look on my cock. " He's angry-sounding. "I'll devour your pussy till you scream my name."

He fucks me slowly despite his wrath. Milo alternates between caressing my clit and widening my vaginal lips. Even when I'm moist, it takes him several strokes to get inside me. He continues whispering obscenities in my ear.

"Yes, honey. You enjoy my cock in you. Deep." He gasps. "Can't get enough?"