Chapter 3
Once Lucas tells me I’ll be fucking the Thor lookalike tonight, I’m in a sexual daze and unable to concentrate on much.
It doesn’t help that Lucas is using every opportunity to fondle my ass, or standing close behind me when we’re at a vendor booth so he can brush against me.
I try pushing my ass back to get more contact, but all I’m doing is making myself hornier.
By late afternoon I’m ready to shove Lucas against a wall and have my way with him in front of everyone. God, he’s such a tease.
I saw James several times throughout the day.
It’s a big convention, but he seemed to orbit the same areas we were in.
It’s possible he’s just so damn sexy and a massive guy so he stands out above the crowd.
One time he was posing for pictures and holding Stormbreaker in a battle pose.
He should have gone with a previous version of Thor so he’d have his hammer, Mjollnir.
He missed a genuine opportunity with that one, because now how can anyone joke about him hammering them, or wanting to touch his massive hammer?
And what is Stormbreaker anyway? A battle axe?
I don’t even know, since I may have possibly been paying too close attention to the eye candy in the movie last night. I’m surprised I remember the names.
I take plenty of pictures to show Miri, always asking permission first, but most people seem to enjoy being photographed in their costumes.
One of my favorites is a woman in a cow print bikini with a bell around her neck.
The Wi-Fi sucks at the convention, so I can’t send them to Miri immediately.
I’ll surprise her with them later. She’ll love the cow bell.
Since I want to get Miri a souvenir for being wonderful and helping Lucas keep the trip a secret, we hunt the vendors for the perfect, funny, present.
I spot a vendor selling high-end fantasy dildos.
Oh yeah, Miri needs a dragon dildo… the biggest they sell.
Dragging Lucas over to the vendor, I can see he’s trying to pretend he’s not interested until I start examining the enormous ones.
“Uh, Jessica?”
I’m busy trying to choose between a red or a blue one and give him a distracted, “Hmmm?”
“Is this for Miri or for you?”
I pause and blink at him. “Good point. I’ll get both.”
As I pay for the dildos and tuck them safely in my backpack, Lucas mutters, “I didn’t mean you should buy them both.”
I ignore him, lost in thought. Do I want to keep the red or the blue one for myself? Eh, I don’t have to decide today. I’ll figure it out when I get home.
Hooking my arm through his, I grin at him. “If you treat me nicely, I might let you use it on me.”
He perks up and kisses my cheek. “Once you’re screaming my name tonight, you’ll beg me to stuff you with it.”
Wet heat flares between my legs and anticipation flickers through me. Jesus, this afternoon can’t end fast enough. A glance at my phone tells me I still have a couple of hours to go. Fuck.
By the time we get back to the hotel, I’m ready to shove Lucas on the bed, straddle him, and grind against his hardness. I’m not sure I even need James at this point. My husband’s cock will do the trick within a few minutes.
Lucas sits on the bed and types a message on his phone while I unlace my boots and drop them to the floor with a loud thud.
Tossing my leather jacket on the back of a chair, I quickly strip.
Lucas doesn’t know what’s in store for him, but as soon as I’m naked, he’s mine.
As I peel the fishnets down my legs, Lucas distracts me.
“Hey, James will be here in 30 minutes. I’m going to go downstairs and get some snacks. Do you want to take a shower?”
Desire swirls in my stomach as my nipples harden. Well hell, I suppose I can wait 30 minutes.
“Yeah, I’ll take a quick one.”
I bring the sexy lingerie I plan to wear tonight into the bathroom with me and turn the shower on so the water can heat.
What I really need is a good fuck. It’s difficult to think of anything else.
I wasn’t always this randy, but once we started our hotwife arrangement, my sex drive easily doubled.
Just thinking about Lucas fucking me after James is done with me gives me shivers and I press my thighs together.
We both love this arrangement and I don’t see us stopping.
Being a hotwife is awesome, and I didn’t know how fulfilling it would be.
I always assumed if you had an open marriage, both partners got to play with other people.
I wouldn’t have guessed there were men out there who wanted their wife to fuck other guys without them having equal opportunity with other women.
Lucas says he’s perfectly content with this arrangement and this is very much about my pleasure.
What we do works for us because Lucas is in control of the situation.
I’m not out fucking random men and we’re very much doing this together, even if Lucas isn’t in the room.
It might be a weird relationship to some people, but we’re happy.
My shower takes longer than I planned since I was ruminating.
I’m dressed and almost ready, but I’m still in the bathroom when James knocks on our hotel door.
All my senses ping alive and I feel myself growing wet, despite having just dried off.
I hear the men’s voices through the door, but I can’t make out what they’re saying.
After I blow dry my hair, I smooth my silk negligee over my stomach to quell the sudden butterflies fluttering around in there.
With how turned on I am, there’s no way this won’t have a happy ending, so I shouldn’t be nervous.
As I step out of the bathroom, the men are telling jokes and laughing, and it eases some of my concerns.
The suite is one large room, and they’re sitting on the couches along one wall.
Oh damn, James isn’t wearing his costume.
It looked uncomfortable long-term, so I guess that’s for the best. He’s wearing jeans and a blue t-shirt with Captain America’s shield on it.
I almost laugh at that, but his bulging biceps sidetrack me.
Oh, hell yes. He looks too big for the hotel couch.
Please God, let him have a cock that matches his size.
“Jessica, this is James.”
Oh, heh. I guess we haven’t met, despite me fantasizing about him all day.
I smile and give him a soft, “Hi.”
The twinkle in James’s eye when he says, “Hi,” in return does dangerous things to my inhibitions. He could bend me over any surface and have me begging within seconds. I didn’t bother wearing underwear, and with how wet I am, his cock would slide right in.
Lucas rises from the couch and comes over to kiss me. As his lips claim mine, I wonder if this is for show. I’m assuming he’s going to be in the bathroom listening, since there isn’t any other door he can hide behind. He’s stroking my tongue with his, and I’m mentally fuzzy when he stops.
“Baby, tonight is going to be different.”
“Different, how?”
I’m addlebrained with lust, and I don’t care what happens as long as I get fucked. Lucas’s eyes are dark with desire while he caresses my cheek with his thumb.
“I’m going to sit on the couch and watch.”
Whoa, what? A shiver of arousal heads straight for my clit and I almost moan at the thought of Lucas in the room. He’s never watched before, and sometimes I wished he would. This is a delightful surprise.
“You’re sure?” I ask, moving my hand between us and rubbing along the hardness in his trousers as I search his face. He’s clearly turned on, and he groans, “Yes,” as I fondle the length of him through the fabric. He presses against me for a moment and then steps back out of reach.
“Have fun, baby.”
Lucas takes a spot on the couch in clear view of the bed and it hits me how different this is, knowing he’s going to watch.
I’ve been wanting to fuck James all day and now that the moment is here, I’m uncertain how to get the ball rolling because Lucas is in the room.
I swing my arms and try to not look nervous.
My pulse quickens as James approaches me, and I realize how enormous he is compared to my petite frame.
His thigh muscles strain the fabric of his jeans, and his narrow waist gives him a V shape since his shoulders are broad.
I lick my lips as I focus again on the defined muscles in his arms… Mmm yeah, those arms.
He’s going to have to make the first move, and I wait as he slides his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him.
The clean scent of fresh pine clings to him, and I can tell he showered before coming.
A forbidden longing burns in my core as he brushes his lips against mine.
He’s thorough, but tender, as if he’s giving me time to say no.
It helps ease the rest of my nervousness, and I’m able to enjoy the sensations he’s creating within me.
The need for his cock grows stronger every second.
When he deepens the kiss, his tongue tangles with mine — hot and playful — and I want more. My head whirls, and I moan as I throw myself into his embrace, almost forgetting Lucas is watching in my attempt to devour James’s mouth.
James breaks off the kiss, and his voice is husky with need. “You smell nice, like coconuts.”
I wasn’t expecting him to notice my body wash, and I giggle. “Thank you, you smell good too.”
James leans in and nibbles on my neck and my knees feel weak when he touches me this way.
His voice rumbles in my ear. “You’re so beautiful.”