Yes, No, Maybe (5 page)

“Don’t worry, hon.” A woman grinned at her from across the table. “We’re an open bunch. You can try

them on now if you want, we won’t mind.”

“That, we won’t,” her partner agreed, his eyes focused on Mia’s cleavage.

She could feel Kevin tense at her side and nearly sighed in relief. He was jealous! Did that mean they

would leave sooner rather than later because he couldn’t take it? She heard him take a deep breath

before saying, “What do you say, baby?”

Mia looked up, clearly taken aback. “Now?”

“Why not?” His eyes glinted at the thought.

“I’d rather—“

“Go on, babe, try them,” the guy said, egging her on. What was his name again? Alan? Allen?

Something along those lines.

“Don’t be mean, Al. Here,” his date said, grabbing the clamps from Kevin’s hands. “I’ll show you.”

Everyone watched as she drew up her top, exposing a pair of small breasts. They were awfully perky

but then she was awfully young. She pinched them until they were bright red, even going as far as

licking her fingers to make them wet. “There and then you just do this.” She tightened each clamp,

moaning as the pain increased in her breasts. “Mmm, I love it,” she announced just before taking all

her clothes off. “Right, sweetie, I need to fuck.”

Al smirked as she pushed him out of the room. “We’ll bring them back to you a.s.a.p.!”

“Wow.” Mia crossed her arms over her chest. That had been…hot. She couldn’t deny it, not to herself;

it’d been weird, a bit like a porn film but real. The girl had touched herself, obviously getting a kick out of being watched, and they hadn’t moved. Not a single one of them had left the room. They’d all been

focused on her hands on her breasts, at the way she’d bit her lower lip when the first clamp had

tightened around her hardened nipple.

Kevin pressed himself against her back, his arousal trying to dig a way out of his pants. “I need

something, Mia, and I need it now.”

“Okay,” she heard herself respond and before she knew it, they were hurrying out of the kitchen. They

strode aimlessly until they found themselves in an unused closet. Mia watched as Kevin closed the

door behind him and turned around to face her. He immediately grabbed her corset and pulled it

down, her breasts popping free out of their confines.

He palmed them, his tanned hands soft. “She had great tits but yours are so much nicer, baby.”

“Thanks.” She leaned back against the nearest wall, her mind still on the earlier episode. Who would

have thought she’d have been turned on by what’d happened? By another woman on top of things.

Shoot.

“Mia?”

“Yeah?” She blinked back to the present, suddenly noticing he’d taken his pants off, his cock glistening in the semi-darkness.

“Are you wet?”

Her thighs clenched in reaction. “Yes.”

“Really?” She nodded. “Did you like watching her, baby?”

“Yes,” she couldn’t help but reply.

Kevin stilled, his mouth just inches away from her breasts. “Really?”

“I don’t know why but I…I liked it. Can we please fuck now, Kev? I need you.”

He pinched her left nipple with his teeth just as his fingers slid between her thighs. Her skirt was short enough that he could touch her with ease, the pad of his thumb eerily finding her clit. “Fuck,” he

growled when he felt how ready she was. “I told you you’d like it.”

“We haven’t seen everything and it was just one little— Ah!” He’d leaned down until he was cupping

her thighs, standing up in one swift move. She felt her feet leave the floor and automatically tried to

wrap her legs around him, her arms looped around his neck. “Kevin!”

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you!” He pressed her back against the wall, holding her there with the force of

his will as he growled, “Climb up!”

“I don’t know how!”

“Come on!”

She wriggled up as best she could and suddenly her calves were pressed against his butt. “Better?”

“God yeah.” He thrust up, his cock entering her in one powerful push.

She gasped when he settled down, the head of his cock pressed almost painfully tight against her

cervix. “Kev.”

“Okay?”

“It’s…I don’t know.” She couldn’t think of another reply.

“What if I do this?” He rolled his hips, his pubic bone brushing against her clit.

“Oh.” She blinked. “Do it again!”

He chuckled, the sound cut short as he repositioned her. “You do it while I hold you.”

“I told you this position wasn’t worth it.” She felt awful when she realized he was holding her full

weight, especially when she felt the muscles in her thighs start to complain.

“Shut up and move!” he growled, his face red.

She did as ordered, rolling her hips then trying to push up so she could slide up his length. That seemed to work well, considering Kevin’s groan. She alternated between both movements, pressing her back

further against the wall as she tilted her pelvis forward. Before she knew it, a groan rang above their

heads…and it wasn’t hers.

Kevin’s hands tightened around her thighs as he pumped inside her for a final time, swearing inwardly

that it was already over.

He let her go all of a sudden and it was a good thing her back was to the wall otherwise she’d probably

have a very big bruise on her bottom right about now. Instead she managed to cushion her fall, her

thighs quivering as she forced herself to stay upright. “Okay?”

He nodded as he leaned against her, engulfing her in a tight embrace. “That was great, baby.”

“Uhuh.”

“You didn’t come, did you?” he whispered into her hair.

“No but that’s fine. I wasn’t close at all.”

“I know.” He took a step back and looked down at her. “It wasn’t that bad though, was it?”

“No but next time, warn me.”

He grinned. “But what would be the fun in that?”

She was still shaking her head by the time he opened the door, their clothes restored to a semblance of

order.

Chapter Eight: Who Knew?

They stepped out of the closet, a ‘we’ve been naughty’ look in their eyes but no one was there to spot

them. Kevin took the lead and went in search of a bathroom, knowing his wife needed to clean up if

they wanted to have some more fun. Opening the first door on his right, he peeked inside and felt his

eyes widen. “Wow.”

“What is it?” Mia stepped beside him. “Oh hell.”

There was a couple having sex in the Jacuzzi. Actually it was Charlie and his latest conquest, a

statuesque blonde with fake tits and even faker hair. The man in question looked up at the sound of

their voices and grinned. “Come on in! We were just having a lil fun.” He winked before kneeling back

down between the woman’s legs. He parted her shaved sex and tweaked her clit. “Such a nice pussy,

babe.”

“Thank you.” The girl leaned back on her elbows, her eyes closed. “Eat me, Charlie.”

“I aim to please,” he replied before giving her a small lick.

Mia felt frozen in place. What was wrong with her? This was Charlie and she hated him but she

couldn’t seem to be able to move. She tried to blink but that didn’t work either, her gaze stuck on his

tongue tracing the girl’s slit. Shit, she wanted some of that. She nearly slapped herself at the thought.

No, no, no, she didn’t want that. Or Charlie for that matter. She wanted her husband, the one who was

staring at the woman like he’d never seen a naked one before. “Kev!” she hissed.

“What?” He didn’t even turn around, his attention elsewhere.

“Let’s go!”

Charlie obviously heard her as he stopped what he was doing and looked back at her. The girl, clearly

annoyed at this change of pace, growled and tried to grab his head to push it back down. Ignoring her,

Charlie stood up in the tub, his cock preceding him by a good ten inches.

Wow, Mia thought. She’d never seen such a big one before. Certainly not in real life. That was amazing.

“You’re checking him out.” Kevin had finally returned to Earth.

“She sure is.” Charlie smirked, proud of himself. “So nice of you to finally notice me, Mia.”

She licked her lips before finally looking away. “Uh?”

“Wanna come in here and have some fun?”

“No, thank you.”

“Are you sure?”

Mia felt her body tense at the intensity in his eyes. It looked like he wanted her. How was that even

possible? This was Charlie and he didn’t even like the way she looked. She’d heard him tell Kevin early

on in their relationship, hating the guy and his guts ever since. “Ye—es.”

“You don’t sound so sure. I’m good, you know. Candy, tell her,” he gestured to his date to speak up.

“He is. He’s got a wicked tongue and his dick is huge!” Candy lied back against the side of the Jacuzzi, eyes half-closed. Then she spotted the other man in the room, his gaze on her wet core. “Hey baby,

wanna have some fun while Charlie takes care of your woman?”

Mia stepped in front of her husband. “I don’t think so.”

“I wasn’t asking you, I was asking him.” Candy sat up, eyeing up her rival. “I’m sure he’d like a bit of variety.”

Hands curled into fists at her sides, Mia opened her mouth but was beaten to it by Kevin. “Thanks for

the invitation but we’ll leave you to it. Bye!” He grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the room.

Anger still riding high inside her, Mia wrenched her hand away from him and stalked off.

“Baby? Baby, come on, don’t be like that!”

“I hate this guy, I hate him! I hate her too!”

“Then why were you checking him out?”

“Oh, for pity’s sake!” She whirled around and stabbed his chest with a pointed finger. “Like you

weren’t checking her out?”

“I don’t hate her like you do him.”

“Great excuse, Kev, just great.”

“Is it because he’s so…” his voice trailed as he tried to find a way to describe things.

“Big?” she helpfully supplied. “And yes, I’d never seen such a big one before. It was quite, ah,

impressive, I guess you could say.”

“More impressive than mine?” His voice had been low but she clearly heard him.

Stopping in her tracks, she leaned on her toes and wrapped her hands around his neck. She dropped a

quick kiss on his lips and looked at his face. “I love your cock.” She grinned before adding, “And it’s all mine.”

He groaned as he bent down and claimed her mouth for a urgent kiss.

* * * *

Mia sighed as she lounged back on a deck chair, tucking her feet underneath her to warm them up a

little. Kevin had gone to the dining room to get them some drinks and nibbles and she’d agreed to

meet him outside. The garden was deserted, probably because night had fallen and it was getting quite

chilly. But she didn’t care, she was just happy to be out of the house, away from knowing glances and

interested eyes.

They’d toured the whole house in the past hour, cringing at some sights and giggling at others.

Everyone else was otherwise engaged, having sex in any corner they could find. They’d even stumbled

on a couple in the red room, the girl who’d asked about a safe word earlier, tied to the wall as her

partner slapped her ass. She’d stared in disbelief as the woman screamed her release, taken aback that

she could come with no other stimulation. She’d never thought spanking could be that good. Surely

there had to be a trick to it.

Still musing over this, she didn’t hear the footsteps coming behind her, only jerking in her seat when

hands clasped over her eyes. “Hey!”

“Shhh,” a voice rang behind her.

Mia stilled. Was that Kevin? The thought left her head when lips drifted across her nape before nipping

her skin. Gotta love her husband, he always knew what she liked. Her head hung down as the lips kept

their deliberate caresses, even going as far as biting the spot where her neck joined her shoulder. She

moaned out loud, the sound ringing in the otherwise silence.

She could feel his lips form a smile against her skin, worry nagging at her mind. There was something

not quite right but she wasn’t sure what it was. It felt good, his caresses felt good. The two hands

slowly running up her chest felt even better. Soon he’d tug down the corset and cup her breasts and

she’d like it–Hold on a minute. There was no goatee, no bristly hairs brushing against her skin as he

kissed a way up her other shoulder.

She opened her eyes and whirled around, gasping when she spotted the man standing behind her

chair. “Charlie!”

“Hey baby. Lie back down, I’m not finished.”

She stood up instead and stepped away from him. “What are you doing here? And what the fuck were

you doing?”

“I was making you feel good. You moaned, babe, you can’t deny you loved it.”

“I thought you were Kevin!”

He smirked as he inched closer to her. “Oh come on, you don’t have to lie. There’s no one else here

after all. You knew damn well I wasn’t your husband. You knew it was me, didn’t you?”

“No!”

In a swift move, he grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back, effectively trapping her

against him. “Don’t lie, Mia, I know you want me.”

“I don’t!” She so didn’t.

“I saw you staring at me earlier. You want my big cock inside you, don’t you?”

“For pity’s sake, I don’t—“ His lips slammed onto hers and she managed to snap her mouth shut just in

time. His tongue stabbed at her, trying to force her to open up. He clamped his fingers around her two

wrists and she groaned, hating the fact he was so big he could hold her with just one hand. Damn

football players! She wriggled against him in a desperate move to break his hold but he just chuckled

and slid his knee between her thighs. Her skirt rode high, so high she could feel air on her sex.