7. Casey
Casey
" I 've fucked married men before. Usually it's with the wife's permission, but never in front of their wives,” Kai said
"What? That takes all the fun out of it," I said, laughing. "I think my wife would enjoy seeing us both naked, in the pool, don't you?"
Kai groaned, shaking his head. "Under that buttoned up exterior, you're rather filthy," he said with a smirk. "What made you decide to do this?"
"I saw how you looked at me with that popsicle. And I saw how she looked at you looking at me."
"So you were paying attention when I..."
"Bit off the tip of the popsicle that I was imagining was my dick? Yeah."
"You were not pretending that popsicle was your dick," Kai protested.
"Was too. And up until you used your teeth, I was pretty sure I was having a bisexual awakening." Truthfully, the awakening was still in progress.
"You kept offering popsicles because it made you horny?"
I didn't need to answer that, so I paused with my fingers at the hem of my t-shirt and eyed him. "You're sure about my plan? She'll kill me if this makes you uncomfortable."
"It's not making me uncomfortable, it's making me… other things," he squeaked, his voice cracking. He was adorable.
I waggled my eyebrows at him. "Making you hard?"
"Fuck off," Kai laughed, shaking his head. The blush rising to his cheeks told me I was right. "You go first."
I shot him a look as I skimmed my fingers down over the soft fabric of my t-shirt, teasing at the hem, taunting him a little. It shouldn't have been a surprise that I enjoyed his attention, but this whole thing made it obvious that I was an exhibitionist. His eyes widened, focused on the small patch of my abdomen that I'd revealed.
Kai shifted his stance, clearly flustered, and I began to strip down, taking my time with each piece of clothing. I folded my shirt neatly and set it aside, then did the same with my pants. I could sense his gaze on me, but I didn't dare look up. Not yet.
"Casey..." Kai breathed, his voice thick with desire. "What if she comes out?"
"She's be braiding her hair. It'll be a moment," I said. "Besides, if she comes out, she'll see you ogling my dick like you want to choke on it. Which isn't the plan, but isn't outside the realm of possibilities."
He swallowed with an audible gulping noise, and I didn't know if it was because of my words, or because I'd slipped off my underwear and finally stood there in the buff. My cock hung free, swaying slightly as I took a step forward, and I reveled in the sensation. His rapt attention as I displayed my body for him was liberating. Intoxicating. My wife's gay… or perhaps bisexual… best friend.
Kai's eyes were glued to me, his face flushed. I hoped he'd noted my size and hoped even more that he liked what he saw. The weight of his stare sent a thrill through me, making my half-hard cock twitch against my thigh.
"Well?" I said. "Are you just going to stand there?"
I walked across the room towards the pool, each step deliberate, letting him see every inch of me. It should have been embarrassing how turned on I was just by being looked at like a sex object, but I was too horny to care.
With a calming breath, I started down the stairs into the pool. The warm water lapped at my calves, then my thighs, heightening my growing arousal. After a beat, I closed my eyes and ducked under the warm water. The heat enveloped me, soothing yet exhilarating. I paused there, letting the warmth calm my racing thoughts.
As I resurfaced, water dripping from my hair and running down my face, I caught Kai's gaze on me. He was frozen in place.
I wiped the droplets from my eyes and gave him a crooked grin. "What?"
Kai's cheeks turned a deep red as he stammered, "Fuck, you're like a walking wet dream. Your body is perfect…"
I laughed, patting my belly, which was flat and fit, but definitely not a cut eight pack. "Yeah right. Come on, Kai," I said, meeting his gaze. The blush that had crept onto his cheeks deepened, and for a moment, he looked like a deer caught in headlights. But then, with a hesitant nod, he began to peel off his clothes.
I watched him, my heart pounding. Each piece of clothing he discarded revealed more of his toned, muscled torso and legs, and I couldn't help but admire the way his muscles flexed and moved.
When he finally stood naked, his cock bobbed slightly as he took a step towards the pool. He was thick and bigger than I'd expected from his other proportions. I wanted to touch him, to know what it was like to have a man's erection pulse under my fingers. I lifted my gaze to meet his eyes, and he gasped, his lips parted slightly.
"Mm, you're sexy as hell, Kai," I said, a teasing smile playing on my lips. His blush intensified and a spark of excitement flared in his eyes as he quickly slipped into the warm water beside me.
Yara chose that moment to come out of the bathroom, and it couldn't have been more perfectly timed if I'd called her over. The steamy water went up to our thighs, our cocks jutting out, ready for her to play with. Or watch.
"She's perfection," Kai whispered, removing all doubt about his true sexuality. I wondered how long he'd known about his bisexuality. For me, the discovery was happening right at this moment. My awareness of my attraction to men was so new that I hadn't even decided if bisexual was the right term.
There was no question about my attraction to Kai or to Yara. I still wanted to shove my wife against the side of the tub and eat her pussy until she screamed. But there was something about his gorgeous body, too. Something I couldn't quite ignore.
Yara grinned at me, and I let my eyes skim down over her beautiful body, and my heart did a somersault, landing somewhere near my throat.
"Well, aren't you lovely?" I kept my voice steady and calm despite my raging hormones. "Such a good girl for me."
Yara still looked a little nervous, her eyes wide as she took us in. Her curvy body filled out the suit in the most mesmerizing way—the tiny top barely containing her ample breasts, the thong bottom showcasing the full curve of her hips and the delicious swell of her ass. The copper color contrasted beautifully with her smooth brown skin, making her look like a goddess emerging from some ancient, forgotten mythology.
"Come on, pet," I urged, my voice thick with desire. "You're our toy for the night and it's time to play."
Yara's eyes flicked between Kai and me, her lips parting slightly. As always, with the right dirty words, her nervous expression slowly disappeared, replaced by the dark eyes and sultry expression she got when her pussy needed to be stuffed with dick. Her movements were slow and deliberate as she descended into the pool. The water lapped at her skin, making the thin fabric of her bikini cling even tighter to her curves.
"Fuck, that suit is perfect for my little slut." I couldn't to tear my gaze away from her. Beside me, Kai's breathing had quickened, his gaze locked on Yara with just as much hunger as mine. "Don't you think, Kai?"
"Don't put him on the spot," Yara said. "He's gay, remember?"
He didn't argue with her. I glanced at him, catching the way his eyes roved over Yara's body, lingering on the swell of her breasts and the curve of her hips. It was clear he was captivated by her. Maybe he was like me. Maybe his sexuality wasn't quite what he'd always expected.
"We have a show planned for you. Come sit and watch." I settled onto the bench, submerged in the warm water of the hot springs up to my shoulders. She raised an eyebrow, a playful smile dancing on her lips, before curling against my side, the water turning her soft skin silky as it slid against mine.
I met Kai's eyes across the pool, his dark gaze mirroring the heat simmering within me. His cock twitched, straining against his stomach, and I my mouth watered at the sight. The thought of tasting him sent a shiver down my spine, intensifying my arousal.
"Come here," I commanded softly, my voice carrying more authority than I intended. I didn't have that kind of control over him — at least not yet.
Kai stepped forward, his erection bouncing slightly with each movement, and stopped just inches from where we sat.
"Casey," Yara gasped, eyes wide. But the way she squirmed against me told a different story than her shocked gasp. She was turned on.
"Fuck," I muttered under my breath, my brash confidence fading a little as I was presented with the cock I was supposed to suck. It wasn't that I didn't want to, more that I was worried I wouldn't be able to do it right.
"Do you like to watch me touch him, little slut?" I asked, needing her reassurance. "How long have you been fantasizing about this?"
"How did you know I wanted that?" Yara's voice trembled with desire. Under the water, her hand slid up my thigh and cupped my cock.
"I always know, Yara," I said, because it seemed like the sexy thing to say. Truthfully, she'd been pretty damn obvious about her fantasies.