We spent the rest of the weekend together, just the four of us. Talking. Laughing. Stoking the fire in our little cabin, while a few us made trips into town to collect some essential supplies.
Chase and Nathan alternated between writing on their laptops and playing a couple of the ancient board games that were collecting dust on a back shelf. Things got heated, too. As it turns out, Trivial Pursuit isn’t always so trivial. In our case, it got dangerously competitive.
By day I was the Parcheesi Queen, and Nathan the Yahtzee champion. By night, we mostly soaked in the hot tub. The one thing missing was Burke, who spent most of the time in his room, writing his ass off. We didn’t disturb him though. This was his trip, his own personal therapy.
If he needed this to finish out his story, so be it.
By Saturday night we were sprawled out before the fire, running out of things to do. So when Nathan scrounged up a deck of cards, and suggested a little game of strip poker? I was more than all for it.
Even so, we still couldn’t lure Burke out of his room. He was just too focused. Too dedicated.
“So what are the stakes?” I asked, sitting down cross-legged on one of the pillows.
Chase shuffled. Nathan shrugged.
“Winner gets you first?”
I laughed. “Sounds like win-win to me.”
“But loser has to watch,” Chase added quickly, his eyes flaring. “For a full half hour. No touching, just watching.”
“Damn,” Nathan winced. “That’s cruel.”
“Sure is.”
The cards were dealt, and my wine glass filled. Together, the boys threw another couple of logs on the fire.
“Hey,” I said, a thought suddenly occurring to me. “What do I get if I win?”
The two of them mulled it over, but not for long.
“A repeat of last night?”
Something in my stomach did a sexy somersault. My panties got a little damper.
“Yes, please.”
Not even an hour later we were all naked, the fire’s glowing embers warming our bare skin. I sitting face to face with Nathan, my legs wrapped around him. Looking straight into Chase’s eyes as I fucked his friend.
“This ain’t half fair,” he lamented.
I winked at him and blew him a kiss. Then I then rolled my hips… burying Nathan just a little bit deeper in my pussy.
“Fuck.”
It was unexpectedly hot, teasing him like this. Watching him stroke himself casually as he watched us fuck, having somehow decided the ‘no touching’ rule didn’t apply to ourselves.
I closed my eyes, clutching Nathan tight against me while putting my back to the fire. I could feel the rosy warmth on my bare ass. The exhilaration of rubbing my swollen clit repeatedly up and down… all along the top of his hard shaft.
Jesus…
I was horny beyond belief. Ready to explode at any moment. Nathan was using his mouth, his tongue, his fingertips… pulling out all the stops in a vainglorious effort to show off in front of his friend. But everything he was doing to my body was achingly, deliriously good.
“Four minutes left,” Chase said, glancing down at his phone. He’d actually set a timer. That part was hilarious.
“Maybe I should prime her for you,” Nathan teased over my shoulder.
He flexed his thighs, lifting me temporarily before setting me back into his lap. As his lips closed over my neck again, I could feel him swell.