“God…” she muttered and felt herself getting turned on again. She pictured the club the night before, Duncan up against her, his magnificent cock pressed into her navel, and Erin spinning her around and gently lifting the ring, the soft kiss that she’d given her, that subtle yet powerful orgasm that snuck up on her.
The only thing that had her concerned, albeit briefly, was being stopped by the police. Once she knew that it was the same one that had pulled them over before and his intentions were clear, she’d been able to relax. That was certainly an odd thought, she realized. She’d been worried that they were caught speeding, or driving under the influence, but was relieved when she knew he just wanted to ogle her goodies. She supposed that her trepidation was due to her upbringing again.
“Still worried about being caught being bad,” she thought.
Kelly’s hand strayed towards her pussy, gently rubbing. “God, what’s come over me?” she thought as her fingers found her clitoris.
She remembered switching places with Molly, and how differently Drake had felt and smelled. She could sense that he was erect too, as Duncan had been, but had only felt it for fleeting moments when their bodies got too close. Her fingers rubbed in small circles as she moaned quietly.
Mark had been such a gentleman when they had danced. She’d have to thank him for that. He’d had ample opportunity to go farther than he should have when she’d been so free with her inhibitions, letting her top fly free. He’d clearly enjoyed seeing her nipples again, and so close to him this time. She could tell that he was fighting an internal war with himself.
An orgasm began to build inside of her then as she rubbed her supple pussy. She lowered her head into the water stream, inadvertently rinsing some of her hair out. “God,” she thought. “What a night.”
“Fuck,” she moaned, her orgasm reaching a peak. She placed her free hand on the wall to steady herself as her fingers moved quickly across her clitoris. “Fuck, fuck… fuck,” she cried softly, her forehead against the cool tile as the orgasm crashed down on her. Her breath came in gasps then as she steadied herself with both hands.
“Jesus, what’s wrong with me?” she asked aloud. She finished rinsing off and turned off the water, grabbing towels as she stepped out of the shower.
*****
Duncan
Duncan yawned widely as the morning sun pierced the curtains. He heard the water turn off in the bathroom and shuffled onto his side. “Kelly must be showering,” he thought. He groaned and stretched, working the sleep from his muscles.
Rolling out of bed, he moved to the dresser and started to pull on some boxers before stopping. He could almost hear Kelly talking about how he’d just put on clean underwear without showering after sex.
He sighed and moved towards the bathroom and knocked softly.
“Come in,” came the familiar call from within.
He opened the door and caught a flood of steam as it escaped. The cool air seemed to follow him in then, causing Kelly to shiver and causing her poor nipples to become even more erect. She’d been adjusting a towel on top of her head but stopped to wrap one around her when the door had opened.
“Morning,” he said, kissing her shoulder.
“Good morning,” she replied. “I might have used all the hot water,” she said as he headed towards the shower. “You might want to wait a little.”
He shook his head and turned it on. “It probably wouldn’t hurt to take a cold shower, after last night.”
She smiled and turned towards him as he pulled the curtain, accidentally making the tear a little larger.
“Oops,” he said, looking up.
“No, I started that this morning,” she said. “I think we might have to get those clear ones we talked about.”
He nodded and stepped in, easing the curtain back as he did so. The cool water felt invigorating as he grabbed his bottle of body wash. Squirting some in his hand, he began to wash his cock and balls, then his armpits, followed by his ass.
“So about last night,” she said. He glanced over the curtain at her. She was hand drying her red locks with the towel, her breasts jiggling slightly with every bounce of her arms.
He smiled. “What about it?”
“Don’t give me that. Were you okay with everything that went on?”
He rinsed his hands and grabbed the shampoo and proceeded to wash his hair and beard.
“Sweetie I didn’t see anything that you did that I would consider too far.” He said.
“What about when I borrowed Becky’s toys?”
Duncan smiled. “I mean… I was really, and I mean really, really surprised by that, but I was okay with it. I was more shocked that Molly followed suit and that Drake let me have control of the darn thing.”
“Well, you did return the favor, Honey,” she said.
He’d forgotten that. “You’re right, I did, didn’t I.”
“What about the clothes?”
“What about them?” he asked. “I picked them out.”
“I showed my body to quite a few people.”
“I know you did. That was the idea behind it. It gets us loose, out of our element.”
“So you were okay with Drake, Mark, and Ed not to mention all the guys at the club seeing my nipples and rings?”
He chuckled. “Well, were you okay with it?”
She was quiet for a long period of time. “Yes,” she said eventually. “I think I have to stop acting like I’m going to get in trouble.”
“Well,” he said, rinsing his hair and the rest of his body, “I don’t think it was necessarily just that. You’re very shy, you know that.”
“Apparently not when I’ve had a little to drink,” she said, turning and smiling at him.
He reached for a towel and began to wipe himself dry. “I was watching you and Mark dance and I don’t think it went too far,” he said.
“Mark was a perfect gentleman,” Kelly said. “I was surprised.
Duncan smiled and shook his head. “I don’t know why everyone expected that of him. He’d never do anything to hurt us.”
“Well, not unless I asked him to,” Kelly said, grinning and playfully spanking her own rear.
Duncan laughed. “See, that’s what I mean! We’re not the same people we were a few weeks ago. The old Kelly would never have made a joke about getting spanked!”
She laughed and nodded.
“Honestly Honey,” he said. “I was pretty proud of how we handled ourselves last night.”
“You know how many people were looking at my nipples on the dance floor?” she asked.
Duncan chuckled. “I was standing with Molly watching you guys, I saw everything.”
“That’s right!” Kelly said, turning to face him. “I do remember looking up at one point and seeing her standing in front of you.”
He nodded. “Yep. I wanted to make sure we could both keep an eye on our spouses.”
She rolled her eyes playfully. “I’ll bet you didn’t mind her rubbing up against you.”
“I certainly wouldn’t have, but we kept it g-rated.”
A silence settled between the two of them as the rest of the night played through their heads, over and over as she leaned over to start brushing her teeth.
“I was a little worried about the cop pulling us over again,” she said, turning to look at him.
Duncan shrugged it off. “I’m guessing he knows my truck, and knows how sexy and provocative you tend to look when we’re out late. I don’t think there’s anything to be concerned about.”
She nodded. “I know. I think it’s a good idea to get his badge number next time though, just in case it gets to be a problem.”
Duncan nodded. “I’ll look for it if he pulls us over again.”
She finished brushing and turned to leave. “You gonna pick out my clothes today?”
He smiled and nodded. “Give me one minute to brush my teeth and use the bathroom and I’ll be out. Go ahead and find what you want me to wear.”
A few minutes later he emerged and saw her sitting patiently on the bed holding a pair of red bikini briefs.
“Seriously?” he asked. “I haven’t worn those in forever. Why do I even have those?”
She shrugged. “Christmas gift probably. I’m playing though. Wear these, she said, tossing a black pair of boxer-briefs at him.”
“Silly girl,” he said, catching the underwear and sliding them on. After briefly adjusting his package, he moved to her dresser and picked out a pretty white baby-doll camisole and a matching pair of panties.
She smiled as he came over and sat on the bed to watch. Her arms stretching lazily upwards, she slid the top down over her body. Stepping into the panties slowly, she blew him a kiss and winked.
He chuckled and stood, wrapping her in a warm hug and a kiss.
“Breakfast?” she asked.
He nodded. “Sounds great.”
The two headed to the kitchen together. Duncan moved to make the coffee while Kelly made the food. After they’d eaten, the doorbell rang.