Chapter 18 Nash
nash
My cabin was the closest to the diner. It wasn’t the nicest, but it had a king bed with good sheets, and I had just picked up earlier today.
Iris suggested the cabin. I think it was because she didn’t want to give Beau too much time to think about what we were about to do, even though he was the one to suggest it.
I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that this was happening.
Iris and I had flirted with the idea when he was flirting, but never in my wildest dreams did I think she was serious about Beau.
Watching them together had been seared in my brain forever and getting another chance to watch them together again was like a dream come true.
“I need a shower,” Iris said, coming in right behind me.
“Me too,” I said, as Beau pulled up.
“I thought he might not show up,” Iris said, peeking out through a window.
“You should have made him drive with you,” I said, taking my boots off.
“I thought that might be too much,” she said, taking off her own boots, sand falling out. “Shit, sorry. Let me take the other boot off outside.”
I laughed, following her outside.
“Uh, where are you guys going?” Beau asked, as we leaned against the house, taking our boots off.
A lot of sand came out as Beau murmured an oh.
“I might as well strip out here, too,” Iris said, shimmying her jeans off and then taking off her shirt, leaving her in a bra and panties. “God this dust is everywhere.”
She dusted off her shirt and pants like she was completely unaware that Beau and I were staring at her. Iris was shapely, with hips I longed to grab and thick thighs I wondered how they would feel like over my shoulder.
“Fuck,” Beau said, as she walked back inside the house. “Are you sure you guys have thought this through? You need to tell me now because I will be pissed if you change your mind while I’m fucking your wife.”
I chuckled, grabbing him by the shirt. “I can’t wait to see you fuck my wife and make her come.”
Beau groaned, pulled me forward in a quick passionate kiss. “I think you might kill me. Both of you.”
“Get your ass in the house and I’ll make sure it’s worth your while.” I spanked him.
He followed Iris into the house. The sound of the shower came from the hallway, and I pulled Beau into my room after he took off his shoes.
“I’m filthy so I’m going to hop in the shower too,” I said. “It might be a tight squeeze, but I think we can all fit.”
“I’ll wait for you out here,” he said, sitting on my bed. “Just don’t get started without me.”
“I can’t promise anything,” I winked, as I stripped on my way to the shower.
I pulled the shower curtain open, almost swallowing my tongue at the sight of a wet Iris. She was rinsing her hair out. Her breasts were pushed out as water flowed over them. I was instantly hard.
“Fucking hell, Iris,” I said, letting her know I was here.
She wiped her face, smirking at me as I walked into the shower, crowding her against the tile.
“You fucking tease,” I said, rubbing my nose against hers.
“Don’t act like you don’t tease me all the time,” she gasped, as I kissed down her neck, sucking the water off her skin. “Nash, don’t start in here.”
“You look too delectable not to start something in here.” I nibbled on her shoulder.
Iris moaned, running her hand down my chest and abs, lingering closer to my cock. I thrusted up, desperate for her touch that never came. She pushed me away, grabbing the bar of soap I kept in here, washing her body slowly, taking her time over her breasts.
“Goddamn woman,” I panted, wanting a taste.
“We better get out there before he changes his mind and leaves,” she said, handing me the soap.
“He won’t, not after the little show you put on,” I said confidently.
“I don’t want to chance it,” she said, rinsing off.
I nodded.
“You also need some conditioner in here,” she said as I rinsed off.
“Only if I know you’re coming back,” I said, pushing water out of my face.
“I guess that depends how hard you make me come,” she smirked, pulling the curtain open and grabbing a towel.
She disappeared before I could say anything else.
What the hell was I thinking?! I should leave, not talk about staying.
I told her what my father needed; I did what was asked and there was no reason for me to stay.
In fact, I kind of liked Sterling Ridge, working the ranch wasn’t that bad and I liked Forest and her brother.
My hard-on flagged as I thought about my life and my stupid choices.
I turned off the shower, immediately hearing a soft moan.
Pushing all responsible thoughts away, I grabbed a towel, drying myself quickly as I walked out to the bedroom.
Beau had Iris on her back, and he was in between her legs.
Her body was flushed, her back bowed in pleasure and Beau moaned into her pussy.
My cock was painfully hard again as I stroked it.
They looked gorgeous together, the scene was even better up close in my fucking bedroom.
I walked to Beau who was laying on his stomach with too many clothes on.
He looked at me from the corner of his eye as I straddled his shoulder, pushing his shirt up.
I wanted to feel his skin against my own as I kissed down the middle of his back to the top of the sweats he was wearing.
Beau pushed his ass up as I hooked my fingers in his pants and underwear to bring down.
I took a bit of his perky cheek before I dragged the rest of his pants off.
Iris was watching me, breathing heavily.
I ran my hands up Beau’s legs, keeping eye contact with Iris, groaning when I reached his ass.
Looking down, I had to admire his ass before I ran my hands up his back, settling right next to him.
“How does my wife taste?” I asked, against his shoulder as he moaned. “I think it’s time for me to have a taste,”
Beau pulled back, giving me access to her pussy except I wanted to taste it from him first. I grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
Iris’s taste exploded on my tongue as we kissed, and I needed more.
I nipped at Beau’s lip before releasing him.
His nostrils flared as I continued to watch him as I gave Iris my first lick and suck.
“Fuck!” Iris groaned.
Beau kissed her thigh, leaning back and stroking himself.
“Don’t make yourself come,” I warned.
“And if I do?” he taunted. “Maybe I should come on her pussy and make you clean it up?”
A shiver ran through me, thinking how hot that would be.
“As hot as that sounds, I want you to fuck my wife as I fuck her mouth,” I said as I continued to pleasure her.
“Then move over cause I need to fucking come,” Beau snapped.
“Patience—”
“Someone fuck me, please,” Iris whined, sitting up.
“Turn over,” Beau instructed, kissing her softly.
Iris turned over, her ass in the air and Beau settled right behind her.
“Condom, Nash?” He held his hand out to me.
“Oh, yeah,” I said, reaching for my wallet for the one condom I had.
Beau had his brow raised.
“What?” I asked defensively.
“Nothing, I just assumed you would have an enormous box of rubbers waiting to go,” he smirked.
I tried not to be offended. That’s what everyone assumed, that I was just a fuck boy.
“I haven’t had sex in a long time,” I shrugged, not wanting to admit that I hadn’t had sex since I married Iris.
It felt wrong. Even if I wanted to, every time I tried to bring someone home it was weird.
“Ok,” Beau nodded, opening the condom and I noticed Iris looking over her shoulder at me.
I leaned back, stroking my cock, watching Beau slowly enter Iris. Her expression morphed into pleasure as she let her head hang in between her shoulders. Beau ran his hands up and down her back a few times, then grabbing her hips and slowly started fucking her.
“Oh, shit,” Iris said, gripping the sheets in between her fists.
“You feel so fucking good, Iris,” Beau groaned, thrusting into her.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Iris chanted, as I stroked myself faster.
Beau looked at me as he fucked Iris and my stomach clenched in arousal. I got up, crawling to kneel in front of Iris because I would not last long.
“Open that pretty mouth for me, gorgeous,” I said, tapping my cock against her lips.
She obeyed, taking my cock into her mouth, moaning.
The vibrations went straight to my balls, making me shiver from pleasure.
I cupped her face slowly, fucking her face shallowly.
Her blow job was messy and loud. Each time Beau thrust into her, it pushed her a little further down on my cock.
I ran my hands into her hair looking up at Beau, who was staring at me.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” I groaned, trying to pull away from Iris, but she pulled me closer.
My orgasm slammed into me as she licked and sucked me dry. My body shook from the intensity as Iris kept cleaning me up. I leaned down to kiss her deeply, pushing her up, trailing my hand down her torso to her wet cunt.
“Nash,” she whined. “Please.”
“I got you, Petal,” I said, rubbing her clit, kissing her cheek and down to her neck.
“Come for us, Iris,” Beau said, fucking her harder. “Come for your husband and me.”
“Fuck!” She tensed in my arms.
“Goddamn, Iris,” Beau groaned.
A little jealousy hit me that I didn’t get to feel what she felt like coming, but seeing them fall apart was worth it. Beau thrusted into her a few more times, stilling and panting heavily.
“So, you didn't say if you had watched me or not, Iris,” Beau chuckled.
“Oh my god,” Iris groaned, turning pink.
“I think it’s safe to assume she has,” I chuckled.
“Don’t worry, I think it's hot.” Beau kissed her cheek.
Iris glared at me as she leaned into Beau’s kiss.
I kissed her softly and leaned over to kiss Beau softly too.
This wasn’t what was supposed to happen.
It was just supposed to be a quick stop in Sterling Ridge, but here I was with my wife and a man I wasn’t expecting to meet.
Panic threatened to ruin my post-orgasmic bliss, but that was going to be rescheduled.
This was for fun and I had to find another day to care about what had just happened.