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smile as I quickly decide on how to wake him.
Reaching down between my legs, I touch myself and find I’m still very wet from our love making of last night. As quietly as I can, I adjust my bottom, moving up his still sleeping body until my entrance aligns just right. Reaching behind me, I pull his erection downward so that I can push him into me, groaning as he slides right in. He stirs, and moans, as his length slips inside of my wetness and I push myself backwards so that he fills me completely.
His arms tighten around me and pull me back hard against him as he begins rotating and thrusting his hips. One hand slips to my belly, pressing into my stomach, pushing me backwards and onto his arousal more fully. The pressure of his hand, the fullness of him inside of me creates a buildup that feels so amazingly good. We rock like this for a few minutes, slowly, back and forth, in and out, around and around until we both tense and then release as orgasm shakes through us both quietly.
He kiss es my hair.
“Good morning,” he says.
“Good morning.” I wiggle back into him further. He’s still inside of me, and I don’t want him to slip out. I feel his lips in my hair.
“We better get up if we still want to go out on the boat,” he reminds me. As excited as I am to be spending time with friends on the water, the idea of moving away from him isn’t appealing.
As I pull away, feeling him slide from me, his warmth leaving my body, I turn and hold onto him tight.
“Let’s go ,” I say and race him to the shower.
CHAPTER TWELVE
It’s a beautiful day to be boating, and my friend Amy’s boat is perfect for such a large gathering of people. Four other couples have joined us. Amy, of course, along with Renee and another close friend Melanie are all there with their spouses. Another couple, Jake and Rebecca are new to our group, friends of Melanie’s from out of town.
After a swim, the girls are all gathered on deck, sunning ourselves, when Renee blurts out, “Well … how was the Tantra?”
All eyes turn to me , and I’m contemplating jumping overboard when Rebecca chimes in with a, “Tantra, how fun!”
The warm and interested look in her eyes set s me at ease. Any friend of Melanie’s is a friend of mine, and I relax. “A. May. Zing.” I highlight each syllable as I close my eyes in remembrance.
When I open them, all eyes are on me and each face is grinning ear to ear as I share our erotic weekend and how close we are becoming.
“Does he still want a threesome?” questions Amy, and I nearly pull the towel over my head.
“A threesome?” Rebecca and Melanie ask in unison.
Amy saves me by giving a brief synopsis of my situation, and my husband ’s unusual anniversary request.
“Have you found a partner yet ?” asks Rebecca with a small smile on her lips. “I hope you will consider me.”
Four sets of eyes turn to her, and her grin widens. “Jake and I have a very open relationship.”
Oh my.
I look closely at her and feel myself squirming in my seat. Could it be her? She is certainly beautiful; she certainly has a wonderful body; she is fun and intelligent and … perfect.
Doubt clouds my mind. She’s much more perfect than me. What if she joins our bed and Ethan desires her more? Can I handle watching him kiss her? Can I watch him thrusting into her? What do I do during those times, sit back and watch?
Rebecca’s face falls as she sees the doubt cross my own. “It’s ok, pretend I didn’t ask; it’s ok if you aren’t attracted to me.”
My mouth falls open and I sputter, completely at a loss. “Oh Rebecca, it isn’t that at all. I was actually worried that he might …” I trail off, unable to finish the sentence.
“Like her more?” Melanie completes it for me and grasps my hand in support.
I nod silently, my greatest fear verbalized. I’m also still stunned that this beautiful woman across from me would have doubts about herself as well. Do all women look at
Reaching down between my legs, I touch myself and find I’m still very wet from our love making of last night. As quietly as I can, I adjust my bottom, moving up his still sleeping body until my entrance aligns just right. Reaching behind me, I pull his erection downward so that I can push him into me, groaning as he slides right in. He stirs, and moans, as his length slips inside of my wetness and I push myself backwards so that he fills me completely.
His arms tighten around me and pull me back hard against him as he begins rotating and thrusting his hips. One hand slips to my belly, pressing into my stomach, pushing me backwards and onto his arousal more fully. The pressure of his hand, the fullness of him inside of me creates a buildup that feels so amazingly good. We rock like this for a few minutes, slowly, back and forth, in and out, around and around until we both tense and then release as orgasm shakes through us both quietly.
He kiss es my hair.
“Good morning,” he says.
“Good morning.” I wiggle back into him further. He’s still inside of me, and I don’t want him to slip out. I feel his lips in my hair.
“We better get up if we still want to go out on the boat,” he reminds me. As excited as I am to be spending time with friends on the water, the idea of moving away from him isn’t appealing.
As I pull away, feeling him slide from me, his warmth leaving my body, I turn and hold onto him tight.
“Let’s go ,” I say and race him to the shower.
CHAPTER TWELVE
It’s a beautiful day to be boating, and my friend Amy’s boat is perfect for such a large gathering of people. Four other couples have joined us. Amy, of course, along with Renee and another close friend Melanie are all there with their spouses. Another couple, Jake and Rebecca are new to our group, friends of Melanie’s from out of town.
After a swim, the girls are all gathered on deck, sunning ourselves, when Renee blurts out, “Well … how was the Tantra?”
All eyes turn to me , and I’m contemplating jumping overboard when Rebecca chimes in with a, “Tantra, how fun!”
The warm and interested look in her eyes set s me at ease. Any friend of Melanie’s is a friend of mine, and I relax. “A. May. Zing.” I highlight each syllable as I close my eyes in remembrance.
When I open them, all eyes are on me and each face is grinning ear to ear as I share our erotic weekend and how close we are becoming.
“Does he still want a threesome?” questions Amy, and I nearly pull the towel over my head.
“A threesome?” Rebecca and Melanie ask in unison.
Amy saves me by giving a brief synopsis of my situation, and my husband ’s unusual anniversary request.
“Have you found a partner yet ?” asks Rebecca with a small smile on her lips. “I hope you will consider me.”
Four sets of eyes turn to her, and her grin widens. “Jake and I have a very open relationship.”
Oh my.
I look closely at her and feel myself squirming in my seat. Could it be her? She is certainly beautiful; she certainly has a wonderful body; she is fun and intelligent and … perfect.
Doubt clouds my mind. She’s much more perfect than me. What if she joins our bed and Ethan desires her more? Can I handle watching him kiss her? Can I watch him thrusting into her? What do I do during those times, sit back and watch?
Rebecca’s face falls as she sees the doubt cross my own. “It’s ok, pretend I didn’t ask; it’s ok if you aren’t attracted to me.”
My mouth falls open and I sputter, completely at a loss. “Oh Rebecca, it isn’t that at all. I was actually worried that he might …” I trail off, unable to finish the sentence.
“Like her more?” Melanie completes it for me and grasps my hand in support.
I nod silently, my greatest fear verbalized. I’m also still stunned that this beautiful woman across from me would have doubts about herself as well. Do all women look at
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