The Guest (6 page)

Deftly, his fingers undid the small buttons so he could slide his hand
inside to cup one bra covered breast. Giving it a gentle squeeze, he began to
massage the supple flesh with his palm, even as his tongue delved into her
mouth with ardent ferocity. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, moving his head lower
to kiss his way down to her chest. Shifting the bra to the side, he closed his
eager mouth over her nipple. The moment his tongue touched her skin, Julie
expelled a harsh cry, gripping the leather of the seat for dear life. She could
feel her pussy softening, getting ready for his touch there, and a dull ache
settled between her legs at the thought.

While she reveled in the lust that Cole was creating in her body with
his hands and mouth, she glanced up and her eyes met Jared’s hungry ones in the
rearview mirror. The smoldering green gems told her he was just as turned on by
watching her with Cole as he would have been if he was touching her himself.
She licked her lips, holding his stare steadily even as another wanton moan
escaped her in response to Cole’s attention.

Suddenly the car swerved off the road, shocking her and Cole and they
broke apart with a start. “You okay up there, man?” Cole asked, his voice still
holding the evidence of his potent arousal.

“Oh yeah, I’m good. Just need to get in on some of that fun y’all are
having back there.” The car came to an abrupt halt and Julie glanced around to
see where they were. She soon recognized the secluded spot just outside of
Barker Wood called Misty Cove. She and Jared used to visit this place quite
frequently when they were dating—they’d made love here countless times. A
prickle of excitement shot through her when she realized they would be sharing
their secret place with Cole.

Jared jumped out of the driver’s seat and jogged round to the back,
yanking the door open immediately. The moment he slid onto the backseat beside
her, he shoved his hand into Julie’s hair and captured her mouth possessively. It
was a hungry kiss, a kiss that told her he was more than just a little turned
on. The way he plunged his tongue into her mouth and sucked on her lips stirred
her to the core, making her even wetter than she was before. Cole continued to
worship her breasts, licking and sucking her taut nipples until she was moaning
into Jared’s mouth and writhing against the leather.

Finally, Jared released her, pushing the door open and hopping out
again. Before Julie realized what was happening he was unbuttoning his pants
and muttering, “Take your pants off and kneel on the seat for me, angel. Let
Cole taste your sweetness.”

She wasted no time complying, shimmying out of the jeans Cole had
already unbuttoned and she allowed him to drag them off. A shiver of excitement
mixed with trepidation danced up her spine as she contemplated what they were
about to do to her in this secluded, yet very public place. She knew it was a
possibility that someone could come by and see them, but it was a chance she
was willing to take right now. And the truth was, the risk of being caught
doing something so forbidden made it even more enticing.

Soon she was on her hands and knees with both men sandwiching her by
standing outside the open doors on either side of the car. Her ass was in the
air in front of Cole who eagerly leaned forward and pushed the cheeks of her
butt apart so he could lave her pussy from behind in one long, slow lick. A gut
wrenching moan spilled from her mouth just before Jared aligned his cock in
front of her. Eager to please him, she gripped it at the wide root and then
treated the mushroom tip to a series of short, brisk licks before closing her
mouth over the head and sucking on it.

“Fuck yes, angel,” Jared’s grating voice whispered, shattering the
silence around them. “Swallow my cock, take me deep.”

Julie took pleasure in working her mouth on his cock, bobbing her head
back and forth as she sucked him hard. At the same time, her legs quivered in
the effort to keep herself upright while Cole’s tongue alternately played with
her clit and delved deep into her hot sex. When his lips closed over the
jutting button and he began to suck on it hard, she expelled a long moan around
Jared’s cock, making him sink his hands into her hair and cry out, “Holy
fuck
, yes!”

Holding the folds of her labia apart, Cole bought a long finger to the
wet slit of her pussy and inserted it without preamble while he continued to
lick and suck her clit. Julie felt her climax cresting in her core and she
grabbed hold of Jared’s cock and began sucking it ferociously. But just as she
reached the peak, ready to tip over the edge of ecstasy, Cole released her clit
and withdrew his finger.

Immediately she pulled her mouth off Jared’s cock. “No! No, please no!
I need to come, Cole, please!” she cried, gyrating her hips as need almost
consumed her.

“Shh angel,” Cole replied, bending to place soft kisses on each of her
ass cheeks. “I’m going to take care of you. Trust me.”

Jared brushed the hair out of her face, then trailed a finger over her
saliva soaked lips. “Yes, baby, we both will. Now, put your mouth back on my
cock. I want to fill that sweet mouth of yours with all of my cum.”

His heated words caused a rush of cream to spill from her pussy as Cole
began to lap at her again. She glanced up and her gaze crashed into Jared’s
heavy-lidded ones and the need she saw there was almost her undoing. She
quickly took his rigid cock into her mouth again, eager to have his salty come
on her tongue. He shoved his hands into her hair to hold her head steady and
began to rock his hips back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth
at his own measured pace.

Meanwhile, Cole’s tongue had taken a sinfully erotic journey from her
clit right up to the tight rosette of her asshole. He spread her cheeks as wide
as they would go then proceeded to lap at that dark, forbidden place with long
strokes of his tongue. Julie’s pussy creamed like it never had before when the
tip of his tongue forced its way into her tight, hot asshole. She was moaning
loudly around Jared’s cock now, barely able to contain herself as he began to
fuck her mouth faster, with deeper strokes that made her gag at the same time
Cole’s tongue was delving into her anus repeatedly.

Again, just as she reached the pinnacle to gain her release, Cole
pulled back. But she didn’t have the time or opportunity to protest this time
because Jared steadily fucked her mouth, gripping her head tightly and grunting
like a beast. Then Cole’s cock was at her entrance and he pushed into her
pussy, stretching her flesh as he seated himself deep inside her. He
immediately began pumping into her with long, deep strokes, matching the pace
at which Jared was thrusting into her mouth.

Her undoing finally came when Cole’s thumb found the rosette at her
anus and slipped into that illicit entrance, making her pussy tighter around
his cock. Instantly, her climax slammed into her with the force of a tornado,
wracking her body with wave after wave of pleasure. Moments later, Jared’s body
stiffened in front of her and hot streams of his cum shot into her mouth and down
her throat.

Cole continued to plunge into her pussy while Jared emptied his seed
inside her mouth. Then Cole’s thrusts became harder, faster, and shorter and he
was groaning like a man in pain behind her. His cock rubbed over the thumb in
her ass, causing another powerful climax to grip her right on the heels of the
first. As soon her she began to shudder again, her pussy clamping down on her
cock, Cole’s body went rigid and then he too was coming, filling her pussy with
thick streams of semen.

Chapter Six

The insurmountable pile of paper on his desk glared at him like a
raging bull waiting to attack. Cole glared back at it with equal ferocity until
he realized how pointless it was trying to work when he was so preoccupied. He swiveled
his high-backed office chair so that his back was turned to the offensive pile.
Now the vast spread of city landscape called to him through the massive glass
pane that made up the back wall of his tenth floor office. He’d never quite had
time before to appreciate the scenic view it provided, but this morning he took
pleasure in just sitting there, staring through the glass at it.

Yanking at the pencil tie at his neck, he loosened it, having already
discarded his jacket over the arm of the sofa across the room from where he
sat. His current state of dishevelment, as his mother would term it, would come
as a surprise to many of the staff at Richardson, Caldwell and Bent. But the
truth was, he really didn’t want to be there right now. Not in this building,
or in this office, at this desk, wearing this stuffy suit. He didn’t want to
look at projections and proposals, calculate profit margins and risk factors or
anything of the sort. What he really wanted to do was get back on the plane
he’d taken home last night and return to Barker Wood and the rapture he’d found
while sharing another man’s wife.

The experience of touching and tasting Julie, of being inside her sweet
little pussy and watching her enthusiastically take what Jared gave her would
forever be imprinted in his mind. Their weekend together had completely blown
his mind and he could think of nothing more than hurrying back to do it all
over again. There was just one small problem with that wish, though. He was
pretty sure Jared hadn’t meant for their little fantasy fulfillment exercise to
turn into any kind of permanent arrangement. From what Cole gathered, his
friend had only intended for the weekend to be a one off thing, with no future
repeat performances. But Cole hadn’t had nearly enough. The three of them had
been so fucking fantastic together, their passion so explosive, their responses
so real. There was no way he could be satisfied with just one weekend.

The telephone on his desk shrilled loudly, shattering the silence in
his office and dragging him back to the present. He’d told Sarah to hold all
his calls this morning and she rarely ever disregarded his wishes. He glanced
down at the instrument sharply, and instantly his brows puckered into a frown
of annoyance. Problem number two had just presented itself, reminding him of
his obligations.

With a succinct curse under his breath, he snatched the receiver off
the hook. “Cole Richardson,” he said, speaking formally even though he already
knew who was calling.

“Cole, darling! Why didn’t you call me when you got back?” Chelsea
Caldwell purred into his ear across the line.

“It’s been a busy morning, Chelsea,” he lied, trying hard to disguise
the annoyance in his voice. “I had a lot to catch up on after missing half the day
on Friday.”

“But you’ve been here since last night! Surely you could have called me
then.” He didn’t need to see her to know she was pouting, and her ethereally
beautiful features were wrinkled in displeasure.

He sighed, slumping back in his chair wearily. “I was tired and went
straight to bed as soon as I got to the penthouse. I was working all weekend,
you know. It wasn’t exactly a vacation.” He grimaced as he said the words,
knowing full well he’d done very little work all weekend. But that was
something he could never say to Chelsea. She was under the impression that he
belonged to her, although the two of them had only dated casually, and
certainly not exclusively, over the past couple of months.

“I know, I just miss you, that’s all.” she said, sighing as well. “Will
you be at Mother’s luncheon next weekend?”

Not if he could help it, Cole thought.
 
Anita Caldwell’s charity luncheon, with all
the pretense that went along with it, was certainly something he could do
without. But instead, he said, “I plan to be there, yes.”

“Terrific!” Chelsea cried and he could almost see her beaming and
clapping her hands together in delight like a small child. “Guests should begin
arriving at eleven, but I want to get there a little early so you can pick me
up at around ten thirty.”

Her assumption that he would be escorting her rankled and Cole had to bite
his tongue sharply to remain calm. When he was certain he had himself under
control he said as gently as he could, “Actually I may run a bit late, Chelsea.
Previous engagement. Why don’t you have Garfield take you there and if anything,
I can give you a ride home if you like.”

“Previous engagement? But you’ve known about this for over a month!”
The pouting had returned, along with a little of her fiery temper Cole knew all
too well.

He injected a thick dose of charm into his voice as he replied. “Yes, I
did, but you know how my job is set up. I have to cater to the clients’ needs
above all else. Surely you understand that?”

Her tone was overly flippant when she responded, but he could tell she
was still upset. “Yes, I understand. Fine, I’ll see you there then.”

“I’ll do my best,” he told her, ensuring that he didn’t make any
promises.

“Alright, you do sound quite busy indeed. I’ll let you get back to your
work. Give me a call when you’re free though, okay?”

“Sure thing, Chelsea. Later.”

“Yes, catch you later, handso—”

Cole returned the receiver to its cradle before she could finish the
term of endearment. “Fuck!” he said under his breath, pinching the bridge of
his nose with his thumb and forefinger. “Fuck, fuck, fucking hell!”

 
Chelsea was the eldest daughter
of Audley Caldwell, one of the senior partners in the company. She was also the
woman earmarked by Cole’s mother, as well as hers, to be his future wife. She
was truly something to look at, blessed with a beauty that was almost
unnaturally faultless. Graceful, strategically even-tempered and polished to
the tee, she was always impeccably dressed, with well-manicured nails and never
a hair out of place. She would make a perfect, honest-to-goodness, modern
Stepford Wife. Yet she was everything Cole
didn’t
want in a woman.

He wanted a woman who wasn’t afraid to laugh out loud, to let her hair
blow in the wind or scream like a banshee at a Rock concert. He wanted a woman
who wasn’t afraid to test the boundaries of her sexuality or didn’t care that
people might find her in an uncompromising position in a public place with not
just one but
two
men. No, Cole didn’t
want Chelsea Caldwell, he wanted Julianne Matthews.

However, the impossibility of it all was driving him crazy. Julie was
married to Jared, there was no way he could be with her and there was certainly
no way they could ever have a permanent three way relationship. What the hell
was wrong with him anyway? Why couldn’t he just condition his mind to his
situation and appreciate the perfectly good woman who was right in front of
him? Their parents would be thrilled at the pairing and she would fit right
into his world with very little adjustment.

The phone on his desk rang again, this time it was his secretary,
Sarah. With a hiss of annoyance he grabbed the phone off its cradle again.
“Yes?”

A soft feminine chuckle wafted across the line to his ear. “Well aren’t
we just chipper! Another cup of coffee in order about now?”

“Definitely,” he grated, slumping back in his chair.

“Coming right up. Oh and just a friendly reminder that you do have an
eleven o’clock with Josh Stephens.”

Cole grunted. “Yes, I remember. Thanks.”

“Okidokey.”

The dial tone sounded in his ear and he reached forward to put the
phone back down. Leaning back, he rested his elbows on the arms of his chair
and laced his together in front of him. This agitation just wouldn’t do, he certainly
couldn’t operate like this. He needed to get back to Baker Wood and fast. He
made up his mind to call Jared as soon as he got home later to see if a
continuation of the amazing weekend they’d shared was in the cards.

****

He wanted more. As strange as it would seem to someone else, Jared had
come to that conclusion the second he’d dropped Cole at the airport three days
ago. Never in a million years would he have imagined that sharing his wife with
another man would have been so damn intoxicating. But now, after the experience
he’d had over the past weekend, he knew for sure that nothing would ever feel
so fucking right again. He glanced over at Julie, who was curled up beside him
in the bed, her cute little glasses resting on her pert nose as she marked
papers. She was everything he could ever want in a woman and the fact that
she’d willingly participated in the fulfillment of his greatest fantasy made
her even more special.

The issue was though, would she be so willing to comply if he told her
he wanted a repeat performance. He knew she’d enjoyed it as much as he had,
she’d been so eager to please both him and Cole, so willing to give herself
over to the other man. She’d responded to Cole the same way she would have
responded to him and that had made the whole experience even hotter in his
book. But still, that didn’t mean she wanted to make it a regular thing. They
hadn’t really talked about what had happened on the weekend in any great
detail. She hadn’t brought it up and he’d been hesitant to broach the topic in
case her response was negative. What if he suggested it and she called him out
on being too much of a freak? What if he’d already pushed the envelope too much
and she was feeling weird about it even now?

And then there was Cole. Had he been satisfied with just that one time,
or was he also wanting more? There was no doubt the man had had a good time
with him and Julie, he had been like a kid in a candy store with her, wanting
her even more than Jared could have imagined. But he’d returned to his busy New
York life that Jared knew involved wining and dining many a rich society woman.
Maybe he had simply fallen back into his routine, after enjoying a little taste
of small town kink. Perhaps one wild weekend had been enough for him.

Just then, Jared’s phone buzzed loudly, breaking his musing. He reached
over to the bedside table to retrieve it, not wanting to disturb Julie who was
still busily grading papers. To his surprise, it was a text message from Cole.
Talk about speak of the devil. He quickly swiped the screen and opened the
message.

It read, “
Hey man, hope all is
well with you and Jules. I’m thinking of you … both.”

Instantly, Jared’s body became a hundred percent more alert as he read
between the lines. He didn’t waste any time texting back.
“Hey, it’s good to hear from you, man. We’ve been thinking about you,
too.”

 
A reply came only seconds later.
“Yeah? Good thoughts, I hope?”

He grinned widely as he responded to that.
“Of course. I was just thinking that maybe we could do what we did last
weekend again, sometime soon. If you’re interested, that is.”
He crossed
his fingers that he wasn’t jumping the gun as he hit the send button.

There was a brief pause but soon his phone buzzed again.
“Definitely. How does this weekend sound?”

Jared almost did a fist pump as relief washed over him and a huge smile
broke out on his face. He glanced over to see Julie eyeing him quizzically and
he winked at her before he replied to Cole’s text.
“That would be fantastic, man. If you can get a way, we’ll make the
time.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be there.”

“Great, I’ll set everything up.”

“Jules is okay with this, right?”

That question gave him pause for a moment and crossed his fingers again
as he replied.
“Oh yeah, she’s looking
forward to it just as much as we are.”

“Perfect. I was hoping we
wouldn’t have to surprise her again.”

Jared hoped against hope that wouldn’t be necessary as well.
Nevertheless, he responded confidently,
“No,
none of that this time.”

“That’s good. So you can pick me
up on Friday night then.”

“I have a better idea. I’ll text
you the details later.”

“No problem. Take care man, and
give our angel a kiss for me, okay?”

“You got it.”

 
He quickly put the phone back on
the bedside table, saying a silent prayer in his mind as he prepared to tell
his wife his intentions for them. Lowering the volume on the television, he
rolled onto his side to face her. She looked up from her work to shoot him a
puzzled look, probably wondering why he was no longer watching the game.

“Almost done?” he asked, just to get the conversation going.

She sighed and put the papers aside, then pushed the glasses up onto
her head. “Not nearly. I’ve done more than half though, so I can stop for a
while. What’s up?”

He rolled onto his back and put one hand behind his head then patted
his naked chest. “Come take a rest for a bit and talk to me.”

She didn’t hesitate to slither down on the bed until she was lying flat
as well, quickly snuggling into his side with her head on his massive chest.
Jared’s hand found her hair immediately, brushing it from her face and twirling
the strands around his fingers. She in turn, used her finger tips to trail
circles over his pecs and through the sprinkling of hairs on his chest.

“You didn’t tell me,” he began.

“Tell you what?”

“What you thought about last weekend. How you felt about what
happened.”

Her hand stilled for a brief moment then continued its slow, lazy
journey over his taut flesh. “I enjoyed myself … immensely. You have to know
that, right? It was an experience I’ll never forget, that’s for sure.”