“Jason, what do you think of Rebecca?” she asks her husband. I’m ready to scream out loud to break the fucking tension.
“She’s… wonderful,” he dodges the question, “and a great friend.”
“Is she pretty?”
“Yes,” is all he can manage, like we’re in the principal’s office getting the third degree or something.
“Okay, it’s a nice start,” Kara continues, and takes a long drink of wine. “I’m going to pick up the pace by telling my husband something he doesn’t know.” She leans back, revealing the center of her bra in the plunging unbuttoned front of her blouse.
“Jason,” she continues, “as you know, Becca and I had lunch today. What you don’t know is that she had her mouth on my… pussy, in the dressing room at Barnabe’s.”
Good thing my mouth’s not full of wine, or I’d be spitting it all over myself; but Jason stares hard at her.
“Wh-what? Really?”
“Really hon, and I’m sorry but I didn’t invite her to do that. Okay, that’s not exactly true. I could have stopped her from trying on the negligee, or from encouraging me to touch her breasts, or from showing them… and then her whole body to me. I let it all happen, and it was exciting.”
She lets us sit there in it while looking back and forth between us, smiling like an imp.
“I’ve seen Rebecca naked, Jason. She couldn’t help it, and I guess neither could I. Are you mad?”
Jason looks at me finally, looks down at my tits through my blouse, and back up to my eyes.
“How can I be mad?” he says, “Is that all?”
“Yes,” Kara states, unbuttoning her blouse further, “oh, and we kissed. With tongues.”
“I’m sorry Jason,” I say, feeling both betrayed and a betrayer, “I couldn’t help it. She’s amazing, and I’m… crazy horny, all the time.”
“Well, I have to admit,” Jason says, “it’s kind of hot to think about.”
“Would you like to see it?” Kara offers with a teasing grin.
“Really?”
“Why not? We’re all adults, and I would feel better knowing you’re a part of it.” Kara stands and steps in front of her husband. She holds a hand out to me and I stand as well. We come together right in front of Jason looking up at us.
My pulse skyrockets through the thick, syrupy tension in the air as I stare at Kara’s gorgeous lips. They close the distance, and our hands find each other’s waists. We hover like that for a beat, and I feel Jason’s eyes drinking in the moment.
“Do you want to kiss again?” Kara asks, her breath hot on my lips.
“And more,” I say.
“Good.”
Her face meets mine and our lips connect, softly this time. Open. Her sensual mouth joins mine as the first wisp of tense expectation leaves the room. We’re doing it. I’m kissing Jason’s wife in front of him. Kara’s husband is watching her kiss another woman. I wonder if his cock is hard.
Kara moans into my mouth and her hands drop to squeeze my panty-covered ass cheeks under my shirt. My pussy groans between my legs at the blatant feel. I pull her tighter to me and kiss harder.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe this,” Jason says, leaning forward to really check it out.
Kara breaks the kiss just enough to say, “Touch her,” and then locks back onto my mouth. Jason reaches out and his fingers graze my bare leg. His touch sends ripples of sensation across my flesh and up between my legs. I moan into Kara’s wet mouth.
She turns us so my ass is right in Jason’s face. His other hand joins the party, smoothing up and down my bare legs, feeling me for the first time. Kara stops us again.
“How are you doing?” she asks with a smile; a devilish smile.
“My god both of you, your hands feel delicious!” I moan, feeling Jason slide toward my panties. “Don’t be shy back there, mister,” I say over my shoulder. He doesn’t respond, but his hands do. He runs them up under his wife’s hands on my butt. “That’s the stuff,” I groan, leaning back into Kara and jamming my tongue in her mouth while savoring a fresh set of fingers on my ass.
“You really are beautiful, Beck,” my old pal says, groping my panties. I try not to think about who is actually back there, and instead continue making out with his wife.
We stop kissing for a breath and gaze into each other’s eyes. She wants this as badly as I do.
“Go ahead and peek, Jason,” I say into Kara’s eyes. She smiles, setting her forehead against mine. The band of my underwear pulls out and drags down, slowly. I feel my ass reveal in Jason’s face as he tugs my panties below my bare cheeks.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” he repeats.
“Believe it!” Kara and I say in unison. I look down between us and want to climb into Kara’s open shirt. I grab for some buttons and fumble them open. She does the same to me until our tops come loose and our bras show.
“My turn,” I whisper, taking her breasts gently in my hands.
“Becca,” she says, “I’m…”
Ignoring her thought, I lean in to kiss her exposed neck. Her breasts are larger than mine, and as firm and plump as ripened grapefruit. Her nipples nudge my palm, begging for attention. Who was I to deny? I grip an excited button and pinch.
“Hhhhhhh,” she exhales hard, “that’s… don’t pinch, ohhhhh, wait… ohhhh god… stop…”
“If you’re at her nipples,” I hear Jason from behind, “be careful. You might not be able to turn her off.”
“Sounds yummy,” I press on, “Take ’em off, Jason.”
Only a moment exists before my panties exit stage-down. My pussy throbs from the brush of nothing but air, and my moan echoes in the room.
“Jason honey,” Kara says, watching my knickers drop, “are you… peeking?”
“I’m outright looking,” he says, causing my body to jerk in arousal. “Are you sure you want this?”
“YES,” we say together again.
I feel something touch my bared ass, and its Jason’s lips. Soft, firm, kissing my skin and poking my uncontrollable passion-beast. I look back to see his face pressed against me, and feel his hands running up the inside of my thigh.
“Oh god Jason, this is crazy!” I say, and before I can stop myself my hand dives for Kara’s panties. I don’t mess around outside; I tuck right in and dive for pussy. Her monumental clit is raging hard and soaked. “Oh fuck, Kara. Your clit! Ohhh, it’s sooo nice!”
I rub her little implement with an aggressive vigor, remembering to flick it like she told me. Her knees cave immediately and she grabs my waist.