All the attention was even better than Elle had promised… and one of the men still wore underwear. They were just getting started.
Samuel helped Kimberly off the sofa, and he tried not to watch her large breasts gently bobbing as she found her footing. Poor woman was weak kneed, and that did good things to Samuel’s ego. Out the corner of his eye, he noticed that her responsive nipples were like eraser heads.
When Nelson sucked them, Samuel nearly went out of his mind with desire. He hadn’t wanted to shove Nelson away, which surprised him. He’d agreed to this because Kimberly looked so excited by the idea, but he’d also hoped that seeing her with Nelson would help him understand that she would eventually move on and find a man who could make her happy.
But the opposite had happened. Watching her with Nelson tapped deep desires. The first time Kimberly made that sexy little noise in her throat, his mind overflowed with an infinite number of possibilities for the next few hours.
Kissing her while she came had sealed the deal. She’d felt so vulnerable yet brave underneath him, and he enjoyed wielding that kind of power and knowing that she liked it. Now he remembered what he’d been missing by avoiding women. Their bodies were so soft, their orgasms fun to watch… and feel. The sensation as her pussy clamped on his finger… His cock ached.
And Kimberly was all woman, full of gentle sighs and that intoxicating, light fema
le musk that he’d gone without for so very long. He was dying to get his mouth on her. He suddenly understood why men begged to keep their lovers’ panties. Just the smell of her would have been enough to put him over the top if Nelson had brushed his fingers over Samuel’s desperate cock. As it was, the man’s hand on his thigh had been torture.
As they followed Nelson through the hallways, Samuel wondered if he should slip into a bathroom, rub one out real fast. He didn’t want to humiliate himself in front of Kimberly by shooting off too early. Nelson would understand; the man was perceptive as hell. After all, he had immediately identified that Samuel was completely in love with Kimberly. Plus he was a man; he knew the pitfalls of the plumbing.
But Samuel didn’t want to disappoint Kimberly. He could only have one night with her, so it had to be perfect. He cleared his throat. “Bathroom?”
“Unfortunately, the one in my bedroom is being remodeled. Sorry. Go to the end of the hall, around the corner and second door on the right. We’ll be in there,” Nelson said, pointing to a nearby room.
Samuel nodded and hurried away. The moment the door clicked closed, he kicked off his boxers and grabbed his cock in a stranglehold with one hand. He raised the other hand to his face. Women smelled good, but Kimberly was on a whole other level. He sucked the finger into his mouth and moaned at the tangy sweet taste. He imagined how amazing it would be to watch Nelson fuck her…
Five pumps, and his balls tightened. He frantically grabbed a handful of tissues and pressed them over his hard-on.
The memory of Kimberly’s body as she bucked underneath him and Nelson’s hand on his leg was all it took. He lifted up on his toes as he came. It took every ounce of self control not to scream his release after so much time pent-up, but he managed to keep it to a strangled growl.
He finally returned to himself with relief. He sagged against the wall, still holding his spent cock. He cleaned himself off, pulled on his boxers and gave himself a once-over in the mirror. He hadn’t been spending as much time in the gym lately, but luckily it didn’t show; his stomach was as firm as ever, and he wouldn’t be ashamed to be seen naked next to Nelson.
He was tempted to take a few minutes to catch his breath and let his pulse slow, but he didn’t want to miss any more fun.
The bedroom door was open, and Nelson and Kimberly were stretched out on the king-size bed. Samuel vaguely registered how luxurious the bedroom was, but with the tantalizing scene before him, he wouldn’t have cared if he were in a hovel.
Nelson was stroking Kimberly as they kissed, and she whimpered, barely audible. Samuel smirked a little. Nelson was a hell of a kisser, so it wasn’t much surprise that he could so masterfully stoke Kimberly’s fires. He closed the door behind him and stalked toward the bed.
The lovers didn’t seem to notice him. So much the better. He sat on the mattress and leaned back. Nelson’s thick cock was pressed against Kimberly’s soft stomach, and Samuel was gripped with the desire to watch her get fucked by this gorgeous man.
But he wanted to fuck her, too. And he wanted to get fucked.
What a dilemma.
“Let’s talk logistics,” Samuel said quietly.
Nelson slowly released Kimberly and sat up. He ran his fingers through his hair and checked Samuel out. “I’m clean,” Nelson said. “Haven’t had sex in… seven months. Too long. Anyway, definitely clean.”
Samuel knew it had been longer than that since Kimberly had gotten laid, and she’d had a physical the month before. “Kimberly and I have had very boring lives recently,” he said.
“Not boring,” Kimberly said in her prim librarian voice. “We were too busy doing other things. And I’m on the pill.”
“Why?” Samuel asked. He thought he knew everything about her.
Her face colored. “Skin problems,” she said. Samuel nodded. He did remember that she’d been distressed about some acne flareups, and now he knew why she’d stopped complaining.
“So,” Nelson said, “thanks to all of us being either busy or boring, we’re good to go. Let’s talk about safe words.”
Kimberly’s eyes went wide, and she shook her head, her dark hair floating around her pretty face. “I’m not into chains and stuff.”
Nelson and Samuel both looked at her. “You’ve tried?” Samuel asked, shocked. He couldn’t imagine it.
She bit her lip and nodded. “Sophomore year of college. It was boring and way too much work.”