TITLE    : Walking The Path Ch. 02
STORYID  : walking-the-path-ch-02
SUMMARY  : The Party and Nicole's new friend.
AUTHOR   : JayCuck@lit
DATE     : 2013-12-26
CATEGORY : fetish-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |hotwife|cuckold|interracial|chastity|panties|


<em>Please Read!!</em>

<em>I've taken this next series in a new direction and not everyone will like it. This series will continue to feature, creampies, chastity belt usage, sissy themes, lesbian encounters, dom/sub situations and of course, lots of messy sex (the best kind).</em>

<em>I want to thank everyone who continues to read this series. I especially want to thank those of you who have emailed me or provided feedback. I really do appreciate it.</em>

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"The party's on Friday night." Nicole smiled at me. "Jasmine can watch April and I will head over to Collin's right after work. You can come over when you're ready." She paused briefly. "Collin's having it catered and he'll have a full bar, with Scotch." She added that last part with a wink and a smile.

"Cool. Sounds fun." My response was lame.

A party at Collins house sounded fun though and I'd get too hang out with John. The guy was a cool dude, but I didn't know if I could handle seeing Nicole posing as Collin's girlfriend. Actually she wouldn't be posing, because as things stood right now; Nicole was his girlfriend.

"Are you ok Nick?"

Nicole's voice drifted softly into my thoughts and I looked over at my wife.

"I'm not sure baby. Honestly, I'm worried this relationship has gone too far." I shrugged my shoulders. "I mean, I'm wearing a chastity belt and panties and you're going to a party as some other guy's girlfriend."

Nicole just looked over at me, so I continued.

"Baby, I'm just worried. Where is the finish line with this relationship? At what point do we say enough?

"Nick. Do you want to stop? Do you want me to stop seeing Collin?"

"I don't know Nicole, maybe. Would you stop seeing him?"

Nicole looked down at her lap, her body became very still as she dealt with the 800lb pink elephant in the room. Finally, she looked over at me.

"Yes Nick. I will stop seeing Collin, if that's what you want."

"Really?" I looked at her doubtfully. "C'mon Nicole, seriously. Will you stop seeing Collin?"

"Nick." Exasperation colored her voice and she glared at me. "Yes, I will. Now stop being a jerk, you jerk."

"Nicole listen. We started this because you wanted a boyfriend and I was willing to go along with it, as long as it didn't affect our marriage or our kids."

"Yea, so?"

"So?" My voice started to rise. "Can you honestly say it's not affecting our marriage? I'm in a chastity belt and panties for god's sake."

"Nick, calm down." Nicole's hands braced themselves against my chest. "Please let's just talk, honey."

A deep, slow breath ran through me and managed to slow my heart rate to just below heart attack zone. I nodded back at Nicole.

"Ok. I will stop seeing Collin Nick, if that's what you want. I don't want to lose you or lose our marriage. Please believe me baby."

"Nicole, I do believe you."

"Good. Now, do you want me to stop seeing Collin?"

Nicole looked at me intently, while I pondered the answer to that question. I know a lot folks reading this story are probably yelling, "Hell Yes", but it's just not that simple. Nicole was happier than I'd seen her in a long time and, as a couple, we were as happy as we'd ever been together.

Sure, I wasn't getting as much sex as before, but honestly Nicole and I were closer, more intimate with each other now. It also wasn't necessarily true, that I was getting less sex, because while I wasn't cumming inside her, I was having more oral sex than before. Nicole was also more satisfied with the sex we were having now, and honestly, so was I.

This new lifestyle challenged Nicole and I to be honest with one another. It also required us to be honest with ourselves, which wasn't easy.

"I don't know Nicole."

"Ok. Then what worries you about our relationship with Collin?"

I ran my palm across my face, because this was more than a little embarrassing for me. Nicole sensed my mood and she leaned against me, stroking my face softly.

"Baby, please be honest with me."

"Nicole, I worry about everything. Are you getting to close to Collin? Will he replace me in your life? Will you leave me for him? Is it only a matter of time before Collin takes over my role in your life and our daughter's life? Do you want to have my child or his?"

I raised my hands as I recited each question and then finally dropped them in exasperation.

"Ugh!!! I'm conflicted and worried and anxious and well...fuck!"

Nicole reached her arms around me and hugged me tightly; I felt her body shudder with tears as she held me close. We held each other for a while, just enjoying the closeness of our bodies and the intimacy of the situation.

"Nick." Nicole pulled away slightly and looked at me. "I'm sorry. I sensed that you were conflicted, but I thought that conflict was a big part of the excitement for you."

"It is Nicole." I sighed again and stared at the ceiling. "It's hard for me to admit it, but I am excited by this relationship and the conflict is a big turn-on for me."

I'm pretty sure my face blushed to a completely new shade of red. My eyes found the ceiling when I made that admission, but I looked over at Nicole as I finished. She smiled at me encouragingly.

"Go on."

"I just don't know where the line is Nicole. At what point do I stop being your husband, the man that you love and become this wimpy cuckold that you simply tolerate? How can you respect me now? When do you leave me for Collin?" I paused and then added sarcastically. "You know, the guy who's rich, handsome and very single?"

"Nick. How many times to I have to tell you that I love you and I will never leave you?"

"Nicole--"

"Let me finish Buster!"

Her voice took on a note of anger that I knew well. I quickly fell silent because I really didn't want to take an ass kicking.

"I've been honest with you from the beginning. Yes, I love being with Collin, but I'm not 'in love' with Collin. I'm in love with you Nick."

"I--."

"I'm not finished Nick. So close the hole under your nose."

My teeth came together and I nodded back at the sexy, but angry hotwife next to me.

"I've talked to Collin about this several times Nick. I do enjoy being with him. He's fun, he's exciting and we have a great time when we're together."

Nicole reached over and grabbed my hand.

"Nick, you need to know that I'm also very honest with Collin. I've told him on several occasions that I won't leave you and he agrees with me baby." She squeezed my hand gently. "Collin has never once indicated that he wanted me to leave you and he's always been very careful to be respectful of our family."

I simply stared at Nicole, unsure if she was finished or not, which prompted a little laugh from her.

"Wow, I've trained you well." She giggled. "You may speak now."

I laughed with her.

"Ok. First, I love you and I can't live without you Nicole. I need you in my life, it's just that simple."

"I love you too Nick."

"Second, thank you. I can't tell you how much I need to hear this type of reassurance from you. It's extremely important to me, because if I don't hear this kind of feedback, all I'm left with is worry and doubt."

"You're Welcome." She squeezed my hand again. "I'll do a better job of reassuring you in the future."

"Finally, please help me understand why I'm wearing panties." I motioned to my waist. "I get the chastity belt, but I don't understand the point of wearing panties."

Nicole smiled at me, leaned forward and kissed me.

"Nick, you're not the only one who is learning to deal with this relationship."

"What do you mean?"

"Honey, Collin and I want this to be fun and exciting for you as well, but remember Collin has never been in this type of relationship. His marriage lasted almost two decades."

"I remember."

"Well, he's always been a dominant personality, but he's never been able to express that outside of his business. Our relationship is the first time he's ever been able to open that part of his personality in a personal relationship."

"I see." I said.

"In my case, I really enjoy it when he takes charge, so it's great for me. I really like that part of his personality."

She looked over at me with a note of caution.

"Don't worry though Nick. I've told Collin that I'm not comfortable with anything painful or being physically restrained by ropes or other bondage." She laughed. "Fortunately he's not into that either."

"I get it Nicole, but what's that have to do with me."

"Collin told me that you two discussed him taking a leadership role in our relationship. As part of that leadership role, he wants to control our sexual interactions. You've already agreed to obtain his permission to have sex with me." She laughed a little. "He really likes that by the way."

"Hey, great. I'm glad I can help Collin."

Sarcasm dripped from each word, but Nicole either didn't catch it or decided to ignore it.

"The chastity belt is to control both of us really. Collin knows that I would probably let you have sex with me, if you asked or if I got horny."

"And the panties?"

"Nick, the panties are a way to solidify your role in this relationship. It's not about cross-dressing, and it's certainly not an indication that you're homosexual."

She looked at me seriously and I nodded for her to continue.

"Panties simply reinforce that Collin is the alpha male in this relationship and you're the cuckold husband. They are a constant reminder that Collin is the leader in this relationship and you are the follower. He fucks me, not you."

Her fingers made quotations around 'alpha male' and she looked at me, gauging my reaction.

"I see."

I honestly didn't know what to say in response. A part of me saw the logic in her argument, but a larger part was skeptical. Nicole picked up on that skepticism, because she leaned over and kissed me cheek, her fingers turning my jaw to face her.

"Honey. We want you to be a part of this relationship. It would be easy to exclude you, to act as if you don't matter; but neither of us wants that kind of relationship. It's unhealthy. Collin and I both want you to be an active participant in this new lifestyle."

She kissed me again.

"There's something you need to consider though Nick. Neither Collin, nor I have any experience with this kind of thing. Collin has spoken to a couple of his friends about it and they've given him some insight, but we're still newbies."

I nodded. "I guess we're all learning and experimenting."

"Yes Nick. That's it exactly. There's going to be some activities we like and some we don't. We just need to be sure and communicate with each other. Right now, Collin and I think it's important for everyone to clearly understand their roles and behave accordingly."

"So panties and a chastity belt for me."

"Yes baby. By the way, you look great in them." Nicole blushed and dropped her head, until her hair hid her face.

"What?"

Her hands flipped her hair back and gave me a naughty smile.

"Nick. Seeing you in panties actually turns me on baby....A lot.

"Really?" I laughed a little. "Honestly, I thought it would do the opposite. I still worry that you'll lose respect for me."

I got another hug as Nicole wrapped her arms around me tightly, kissing my neck and mussing my hair.

"Stop it Nick." She ran her hands slowly over my chastity belt and the soft fabric of the panties I was wearing. "It turns me on baby and I will never lose respect for you."

She leaned against me and whispered in my ear.

"Y'know, I never told you about Saturday night." Her hot breath gave me goose bumps and sent erotic little shivers down my spine. "Want me to tell you now?"

"Can I take off my chastity belt?"

"No baby. Your little penis needs to stay locked up and covered with panties."

She breathed slowly into my ear, while running her hands over the chastity belt softly. My cock of course decided it liked her tone of voice and started to expand quickly. I shifted as the chastity belt started to pull against my scrotum.

"Mmmmm. I think my little cucky wants to hear more though, don't you?"

My mouth was completely dry and I managed a slight nod. Nicole gave a little laugh and I felt her breath against my neck. A sharp pain jolted through me, as she gave my ear a little bite, which she knew drove me insane.

"Collin is such a gentleman baby, he took me shopping and you know how much I love to shop. It wasn't all about me though, because I insisted that we do some shopping for his new house as well."

"Anyway, Collin insisted on buying me all these sexy, slinky dresses that really show off my figure. He said he expects his woman to look good on his arm."

The chastity belt was pulling stronger now, as my cock was straining against it. I took long, slow deep breaths and dug my finger nails into my palm. The deep breaths and pain helped me manage my arousal.

"We finally finished shopping and went back to the hotel. I pushed Collin back on the bed and made him watch, while I modeled all the lingerie and sexy dresses he bought for me." She laughed. "He wanted to fuck me right there, but this hotwife wanted to wait." Nicole pointed to her chest.

"I'll bet he didn't like that at all." I finally managed a full sentence.

"He hated it." She laughed lightly. I knew he wanted to throw me on the bed, take me and use me."

Nicole's hand stroked my thigh softly and she looked up at me.

"Can you imagine that Nick? Seeing Collin rip my clothes off, bend me over the bed and fuck me senseless?"

"Yes. I can imagine it."

"Do you like imagining Collin and me together baby? Is that good for you?"

I hesitated, supremely embarrassed, but I wanted to be honest with her.

"Yes Nicole. My imagination runs wild with thoughts of you and Collin together. It's like a little movie theater."

"Good. You'll love this then Nick."

She kissed my neck a little.

"We went to dinner and met up with some of Collin's friends." She laughed. "Actually they were his former clients. They talked to him about moving back to him when he gets his business up and running. Anyway, dinner was great and we all had a great time."

"Sounds fun."

"Hmmm. It was, but you haven't heard the best part yet."

"What's that?"

Nicole giggled and shook her head.

"We all went to a club that was hosting a private party going on for the athletes. I had so much fun. Hunky, athletic guys were everywhere and then some NBA cheerleaders joined our group as well. Alcohol started flowing and people were buying shots. I had lots of fun."

"I stayed next to Collin at first, but he told me to dance with whoever asked me, until he told me otherwise." She pulled back and looked at me shyly. "I danced my ass off Nick. I didn't sit down for the first hour. Most of the guys who asked me to dance were black and their bodies were so damn nice. I danced with one guy a lot and he was sooooo gorgeous. Tall, dark and handsome doesn't begin to describe him baby. He's a basketball player and his body was lean, but still muscular. His arms went on forever and I loved how they wrapped around me as we danced. His name is Thomas and I just kept staring at him." She giggled. "He told me the team he played for, but I can't remember anything but his smile and the feel of his arms."

"Wow."

"Thomas is a little shy and you know I like that in a man. He was also funny and he had this goatee that made him look a little dangerous." She fanned her hand in front of her face. "Whew, he was hot, hot, hot."

"Take it easy there." I joked. "Don't over heat."

"Yea. He was special, that's for sure." Nicole looked at me and smiled shyly. "I'm not sure I should tell you this next part though."

"What? Why?" My heartbeat kicked into a higher gear.

"It's well...it's complicated, but exciting." Nicole covered her face with her hand. "Ugh, this is embarrassing for me." She said finally.

"C'mon Nicole. No secrets."

"I know Nick. It's just that we didn't have a chance to discuss this beforehand and I kind of got carried away."

I didn't like the sound of that at all. "Oh shit."

Nicole giggled. "It's not what you're thinking Nick." She patted my chest. "Just listen little cuckie."

I nodded dumbly and she continued.

"Anyway." She smiled at me and winked. "Just when I finally got a chance to sit down and rest a little; this gorgeous brunette sits down next to me an introduces herself"

Nicole moved back and lay on her side, facing me and smiled shyly.

"At first I thought she was interested in Collin, but she ignored him almost entirely. We talked for a while, before she asked me to dance."

Nicole blushed a little and gripped the blanket tightly.

"God Nick. I felt so sexy dancing with her, our bodies were touching the entire time and she ran her hands over me while we danced. I loved the soft, sensuous and completely sexy she touched me."

I just looked at Nicole dumbly for a second. I hadn't anticipated anything like this happening. My mouth was completely dry and I had to swallow a few times, before I could respond.

"Sounds pretty awesome." I croaked.

"It was and we got a round of applause when we got back to our section of the club. Collin smiled and nodded discretely to me, as her and I got back and sat back down. I took that as approval from him and then he wandered off to talk with some of the guys. He told me later that he wanted to give us some privacy."

Nicole was silent for a minute. The direction of her thoughts was obvious and her tongue ran along her lips slowly. She shook her head abruptly and came back out of her trance. She looked over at me steadily.

"Her name is Cynthia and she's a pharmaceutical sales rep. She used to be a cheerleader and she still gets invited out to the parties." Nicole paused. "She's really nice Nick and we instantly clicked together. She's single, a little younger than me, but only by a few years and she just finished her Master's Degree."

"She sounds nice honey." I said.

"Hmmm. She is very nice. Cynthia kept running her hands over my thigh and arm, but I didn't mind." Nicole laughed and covered her face with her hand for a second. "I actually really liked it."

She looked over at me abruptly. "Does that make me a bad person baby?"

"What?" I laughed. "No. Why would you think that?"

"Well, here I have a great husband, a sexy boyfriend and now I'm going crazy over this girl. What's wrong with me?"

"Nicole, nothing's wrong with you baby." I squeezed her hand affectionately. "Honey, it's ok if you want to explore this part of you. I'm ok with it and I'm sure Collin will be too." I leaned forward and leered at her lustfully and laughed a little. "We're guy's baby, we'd love to see you take this further."

Nicole punched me in the arm lightly, but I saw relief in her eyes. She really was worried and my acceptance meant a lot to her. Truthfully, I was a lot more comfortable with Nicole being with a woman. I didn't perceive another woman as a threat to our marriage. She winked at me and continued.

"We went out to dance a few more times. She's a great dancer, by the way, did I mention that?"

"Yea, I think you did." I added dryly.

Nicole cleared her voice abruptly.

"Cynthia gave me her card, with her cell phone on the back and asked me to call her the next time I was in town." She looked over at me carefully.

"Nick, I definitely want to see her again. Are you sure it's ok?"

"Yes baby, I'm sure."

A thought occurred to me and before I thought it over, I just blurted it out. That's not normally my personality, but I guess the thought of Nicole with another woman was too exciting.

"Nicole, why don't you invite her to Collin's party this weekend? I don't mind paying for the airfare and hotel, if you really want to see her again."
<hr pg="2" />Nicole's eyes widened and she looked away for a second. She obviously liked the idea and her entire body became still as she considered it. Finally she looked over at me, her eyes a little misty and she squeezed my hand.



"God, Nick you are the best. I love you so much honey." She paused. "Are you absolutely sure you'd be ok if she came down?"



"Yes baby. I'm fine with it."



That earned me a tight hug and several kisses, which didn't make things easier downstairs, in the chastity basement.



The chastity belt pulled really hard on my scrotum, so I got up from the bed to get a glass of water. The bathroom counter was granite and perpetually cool, so I leaned over it, my arms soaking in the coolness. A few more deep breaths and I wandered back into the bedroom. My chastity belt still felt tight and restrictive, but it wasn't painful any longer.



I stopped abruptly as I left the bedroom. Nicole lay completely naked on the bed, smiling at me. Instantly the chastity belt started pulling against my scrotum again.



"Come back to bed baby." Nicole patted the bed next to her.



"You're killing me Nicole, just killing me honey."



"I know, but you love it. Don't you cuck?"



It was a simple question and Nicole asked it lightly; but it wasn't an easy question to answer. Truthfully I did love it. I loved being teased, and the corresponding denial, was frustratingly erotic. When they were combined together, with Nicole naked and my cock encased in a chastity belt, it resulted in an extremely powerful, emotional mixture. Imagine taking a drug that made you unbelievably horny and not being able to do anything about it. It's a lustful and erotic, emotional rollercoaster that is truly difficult to put into words.



At any rate, I chose the truth.



"Yes baby, I love it." I shrugged. "I love it and it scares me."



"Come here Nick." She patted the bed again. "Let me hold you baby and we can deal with this together."



I slid into the bed next to her and she snuggled up against me. We were spooning, but with Nicole behind me, and she draped her arm and leg over me, holding me against her tightly. The soft skin of her lips, peppered my shoulders and neck, with little kisses.



"I love you Nick. Please remember that honey."



"I will." I squeezed her hand against my chest. "Do you want to tell me about the rest of your night? Did anything else happen with Cynthia or Collin?"



Nicole kissed my neck hard and squeezed me tightly.



"No baby. Cynthia had to leave and Collin and I walked her out of the club. We both wanted to make sure she got into her car safely and then we went back to the hotel. Yes, we had great sex later that night. Honestly though, I missed you and I think Collin sensed that as well. We had a lot of fun, but I was ready to get home to my husband and family. We caught our flight back and then you picked me up."



Nicole ended it quickly and I strongly suspected more happened, but she was trying to be sensitive to my chastity belt condition. I had been married to Nicole long enough to know that she was serious when she said she missed me. It was a small admission, considering what had happened over the weekend, but I clung to it and it made me feel secure.



Despite everything that had happened so far, all the changes and new experiences we'd both encountered; Nicole still missed me when we were apart. I'd take that over all the lust and erotic situations in the world. I also knew that if she ever stopped missing me, we'd be done as a couple. I swore silently that I would never let that happen.



The rest of the week passed pretty normally and I loved every second of it. It's weird that when you start to wander off the normal path; it feels downright amazing when you finally start walking it again.



Nicole and I spent a lot of time with the girls and we went out to eat every night as a family and even took in a movie. Yes, it was a school night, but school had just started and the girls consistently got good grades. Besides, they all wanted to see the new "Thor" movie and I don't think they were interested in the special effects. Unless the main actor's abs and smile, were considered special effects. Fortunately, the warrior woman in the movie was smoking hot as well, so I got to munch on a little eye candy.



I was even surprised at work. Nicole came down to have lunch with me every day during the week. We normally ate in my office, but we went out once as well. Candidly, I think Nicole was just 'marking her territory' and sending a subtle message to Sheila that I was off the market. I didn't care though because I was fine with the message and I also wanted the extra time with Nicole. If you've been married for any length of time, you know that it's nice to just be together as a couple and Nicole and I really enjoyed our time together.



Collin texted her a few times, mostly to confirm some details, but otherwise he wasn't a noticeable presence in our life. I wondered if that was deliberate or not, but it didn't matter, because the end result was the same, I got some exclusive time with the wife.



I don't know if it was good luck or bad luck, but Cynthia was free this weekend. She enthusiastically agreed to come down and visit Nicole. Nicole insisted on paying for everything.



"I'd like to start with simple friendship with Cynthia and we'll see where it goes, I guess." Nicole replied on Friday morning, when I asked her what she wanted from Cynthia.



We were both getting ready for work and making plans for tonight and the weekend. Nicole of course, was wearing sheer thong panties and a sheer bra. Fucking gorgeous. I glanced over at her repeatedly as I shaved and got ready. I had already 'man-scaped' myself in the shower, so I was completely smooth from the waist down. I just needed to scrape the hair off my face.



Nicole was clearly excited. She was singing along with the radio and dancing in place as she got ready for work. Who doesn't want to see their spouse excited and happy? I also didn't consider Cynthia, or any other woman for that matter, a threat to our marriage. Simply put, I was more comfortable with Nicole being bisexual, than I was with Nicole getting fucked regularly by Collin.



Yes, I realize that's a naïve point of view, especially in today's world; but I didn't think Nicole would leave me for another woman. As far as I knew, Nicole was only curious about being with a woman and it seemed a big leap from being interested in women; to becoming a lesbian full-time and leaving her husband.



"Cool." I answered carefully as I shaved my chin.



"I've reserved her a hotel room, near Collin's house, so she'll be staying close by. Nick, is it ok if I introduce Cynthia to the girls?"



"Uhhh."



Whoa! Where had that come from?



"No baby." I said carefully, but forcefully. "I'm not comfortable with that yet."



"Really?" Surprise colored Nicole's voice.



"Nicole, I'm not comfortable introducing the girls to Cynthia at this point. You might want to wait until Cynthia knows our whole story baby. How else would you explain to the girls, how you met Cynthia?"



Nicole was looking at me steadily, so I continued.



"Besides, you've only just met her. Why don't we wait until we know Cynthia better before we introduce her to the girls and our situation with Collin?"



Nicole nodded her head in agreement.



"I'm sorry Nick. You're right. I'm just a little excited I guess. Thanks for keeping me grounded."



"You're welcome baby."



"I do want to be honest with Cynthia." Nicole sighed and put down her curling iron. "But you're right, we should get to know her better first."



"Yea, you can't rush things like this baby. It's not just us though, Collin has a stake in this as well." I washed the shaving cream off my face and toweled it dry. "Nicole, you should get his input on Cynthia. I'm sure he wants to be as discreet as possible."



Nicole walked over to me slowly, putting one foot directly in front of the other, so that her hips swayed invitingly. A naughty smile played over her face as she approached me.



"I love you Nick. You are so smart." She rubbed her body against mine. "If this weekend goes well honey; you are definitely getting out of that chastity belt." She reached up and bit my ear softly.



The chastity belt in question, announced its presence, by pulling strongly on my scrotum. I ignored it and put my arms around Nicole, sliding my hands over her hips and firm ass. Her soft, smooth skin was intoxicating and the light scent of vanilla filled my nose.



"mmmm. I like the way you touch me Nick." Nicole murmured and rubbed her body against me more firmly. "God, I hope this weekend goes well." Our lips touched lightly, because Nicole had just put lipstick on.



"Me too." I groaned.



Nicole giggled and pushed me away.



"Down boy." She turned, pushed her ass against my crotch and then walked back to her side of the bathroom. "This body isn't for you."



"You are so sexy, baby." I told her retreating back.



"Awww. Thank you." Nicole picked up the curling iron again and looked over at me. "Nick, why don't you put on your boxer briefs for the party?"



"Really?"



"Yes." She looked at me through her reflection in the mirror. "Honestly, I'm re-thinking the whole panties thing. It turns me on, but I really don't think it fits your personality and I know you're just humoring me and Collin."



I exhaled loudly. "Finally."



She laughed. "Ok. OK. I'll talk to Collin. I don't know if he will agree or not, but we'll discuss it."



"Excellent." I winked at her.



"Anyway, back to this weekend." She ran the curling iron through her hair with practiced ease. "I'm leaving work early to pick up Cynthia at the airport. I'm going to take her to her hotel and probably get some dinner; before heading over to Collins."



"Ok. I'll get the girls squared away here, have dinner with them and head over after dinner. Sound good?"



"Sounds good."



"How about tomorrow?"



"Well, I hoped you'd be here when the girls get up. I'm not planning on spending the night with Collin, but it may happen."



I nodded. "Ok."



"Collin also mentioned going golfing with you on Saturday, so he'll probably talk to you about that tonight. I'll take over with the girls, while you golf with Collin."



"Cynthia?" I asked.



"I'm not sure Nick." She admitted. "Can we play that part by ear?"



"Sure baby." I smiled over at her. "Just let me know how you want to play it."



We finished getting ready and I drove into work. I took our little Honda civic this time and yes, it's a boring ride, but it's good on gas and it never quits. Honestly, the little civic was like a fungus and it had grown on me. I had just sat down at my desk when Sheila found me.



"Good morning Nick." Sheila had a big smile on her face.



"Hey." I smiled back at Sheila. "Good morning. What's up?"



"I was just wondering if you wanted to get spanked again this weekend."



I stared at Sheila, dumbly, for a second; before my brain caught up. Sheila took advantage of my discomfort by laughing, a lot, and a cute little blush rolled over her face. I decided my best option, was to ignore the double entendre and focus on the question.



"I don't know Sheila. I'm busy on Saturday and I'll have to check with Nicole on Sunday."



"Cool. Just let me know." She smiled at me.



A thought occurred to me. "Hey, would it be ok, if Nicole or my girls joined us?"



"Absolutely Nick. I'd like to meet your girls."



Yes, I noticed that Sheila didn't mention Nicole, but I nodded my head and Sheila headed back to her desk. Nicole would probably be busy, but I knew the girls wanted to go to the shooting range and it would be fun. It would be more father/daughter bonding time. Always a good thing.



The rest of the day went fine and I made a little progress on the big Construction account. I expected to discuss it with my boss in the next couple of weeks. It looked promising, but there was a lot of work to do and more than a little luck would be needed. I left for the day at around 4:30. I got home early enough to make dinner and the girls pitched in to help. It's a little funny that the girls learned to cook from me, rather than their mother, who struggled not to burn toast.



The girls just nodded, when I told them our plans for tonight and Jasmine asked to stay over at friend's house the following evening. It was cool, because we knew her friend and her parents, pretty well, but it was going to leave April by herself. I looked over at my youngest and winked, which made her giggle of course, and we both knew we'd find something fun to do together.



I chose to drive the Mustang too Collins party for a few reasons. First, I freakin' loved to drive it. Second, it was cool and possibly sexy, depending upon whether you believed Sheila, or not. Finally, I was going to be in the company of some high net worth individuals and I wanted to 'represent mothafucka'. I think that's the current phrase du jour.



The Mustang found a parking spot a little down the street and I walked up. I thought there would be more cars, but when I saw the Hummer limo parked in his driveway, I figured his guests rode in the limo. I'd arrived early anyway, so more people would probably show up later.



Collin greeted me at the door and we shook hands and did the guy shoulder-hug deal. Nicole stood next to Collin and looked gorgeous. I'll describe her dress later, but rest assured she looked fantastic. Collin introduced me to Nicole as though I'd just met her. She shook my hand coolly, before stepping back to Collins side. She slid her hand inside Collins arm and pressed up against him. Of course, she kept her eyes locked on mine and smiled slightly as she noticed my reaction.



I moved into the house and saw there were about 10 -- 15 guests, all mingling around the house and Collin gave a general shout to introduce me.



"Everyone." He paused briefly. "This is Nick. He's a cool dude, drives a classic car and he beats me regularly on the golf course."



That got a laugh from everyone and I gave the room a general wave. Collin continued of course.



"Nick also kicked John's ass in the board room recently and he's going to become a client of mine. Aren't you Nick?"



I raised my voice. "Only if you give me a break on your commission."



The room laughed good-naturedly and Collin finally stopped. I saw John detach himself from a small group and head over smiling widely at me. Collin and Nicole walked in the other direction, into the kitchen I think, and disappeared.



"Hey buddy. Glad you made it." John shook my hand and gave me a pat on the shoulder.



"John. It's nice to see you again man. I'm glad I know someone, besides Collin, at this party."



"Yea. I hear you." John motioned to the back patio door. "Let's grab a drink and I'll introduce you around."



"Thanks man." I said gratefully.



We headed outside and Collin had apparently had this party catered, because I noticed a few bartenders and waiters carrying food circulating through the house. I almost lost a step, when I realized who was behind the bar and John nudged me lightly as we walked over. It was the gorgeous bartender from the club and my face got abruptly hot.



"What a coincidence." John whispered as we walked over.



The bartender had a professionally neutral look on her face as she quickly took orders and made drinks. She didn't see us walk over or get in line, so when my turn came up, her face lit up with surprise.



"Hey Stranger." She gave me a genuine smile. "You don't call, you don't write."



I laughed and gave her a weak smile.



"I know. I know." I managed.



She winked at me. "Bookers on the rocks right?"



"Yep!"



She looked into the bar below and then turned around to check behind the bar. The look on her face, when she turned back, told me they didn't have any Bookers.



"Sorry gorgeous. We don't have Bookers, but we do have Blanton's. Do you want to try it?"



"Sure." I nodded.



Blanton's was another high-end bourbon and I'd never tried it before. John, clearly more of beer drinker, got a Bud Light and we wandered around the patio area.



"You still haven't done anything about that?" John motioned with his head back towards the bartender.



"No." I sighed. "John she's too young dude."



"Nick, look around." He swept his hand in a wide arc. "Most of the guys here have dates or wives that are at least 10 years younger than them."



"I hear you." I paused. "Maybe, I'll talk to her later."



"If you don't buddy, I'm going to give her your phone number." He smiled at me.



"Don't John. Seriously." I shrugged. "I'll get around to it. I promise."



"You better buddy." His voice was serious.



I probably don't have to mention it, but Collin's house was big and beautiful. A huge pool, almost entirely surrounded by a covered patio area and ceiling fans all over the place, keeping it cool. The pool lights were on and looked pretty inviting.



John introduced me as his friend and also as a new client to Collin. Everyone I met was very nice and I also met some athletes I'd seen on TV. I didn't ask for any autographs or pictures, but just barely. The party seemed surreal to me, because I never considered myself a part of this world. Truthfully, I still didn't consider myself part of Collin's world.



"Check it out." John's voice interrupted my thoughts.



John motioned through the window, discreetly, with his head. I looked inside and saw Collin and Nicole standing together. Their backs were to us and, once again, I noticed how tightly Nicole's dress clung to her body.



"Nicole can't be wearing any underwear under that dress." John's eyes undressed Nicole greedily.



The fabric of Nicole's dress was light enough that it hugged both cheeks of her ass closely. As discreetly as possible, I scanned her hips and had to agree with John. There was no indication of panty lines or anything under that dress.



"Did you hear about Dallas?" John asked quietly.



My heart started racing. "No." I said simply.



"Well, I got this information second hand, but it's from a source I trust." John smiled.



I nodded for John to continue. I didn't have to fake interest, because I was hanging on his every word, but I didn't know if I wanted to hear anymore.



"Nicole and Collin were at this club and Nicole had on a dress even more revealing than the one she's wearing tonight." John winked at me. "She was drinking and having a really good time, if you know what I mean?"



"C'mon man, details." I faked eagerness in my voice.



"Well, Collin was working for the most part, so he was busy talking with folks." John paused and glanced at Nicole. He looked back at me and gave a little laugh.



"Nicole was working too apparently. She danced with every guy there. Well the black guys anyway."



"So she danced with a few guys." I shrugged my shoulders. "What's the big deal?"



"Nick, she didn't just dance, buddy."



"What?"



"Listen." John leaned close. "I guess it started innocent enough, but the dancing quickly escalated. At one point, she disappeared with this guy named Thomas." He paused meaningfully. "Disappeared for a while Nick."



"No shit?"



"Yea and when she came back." John laughed. "Well, let's just say that she had to go to the restroom to reapply her lipstick and try to get a stain out of her dress." John laughed.



"Whoa?" I knew what he was implying, but John apparently wanted to say it out loud.



"Yea man. Rumor has it that she took him outside and blew him in his car, right in the fucking parking lot. She probably would have fucked him too, if Collin wasn't there."



"That's kind of hot." I replied honestly.



"I know." He nudged me. "Maybe Collin loans her out? She'd make a great contract sweetener, don't you think?"



My heart raced in my chest and I started to breath heavier. I took a sip of my drink and slowly took a deep breath. My stomach felt queasy, but I wanted to keep up the act.

<hr pg="3" />"Definitely."



"Anyway, when she comes back inside, that girl standing next to her came over and they started talking. It wasn't long though before they started dancing...with each other." John emphasized.



I cocked my head at John and looked at him doubtfully.



"Nick. I'm telling you, I heard this from a reliable source." I nodded. "Well that girl standing next to Nicole, what's her name Cynthia? Well she lifted Nicole's dress and flashed her pussy on the dance floor. Nicole wasn't wearing underwear, Nick. Cynthia pulled the top of her dress down a few times and sucked on her titties. I'm talking right there on the dance floor."



"Seriously John?" I looked at him doubtfully. "We've met Nicole. That seems out of character for her."



"What?" John scoffed. "You don't remember how she dropped her panties in the bar? Nicole's a freak man!"



"Maybe you're right." I offered weakly.



At this point, I just wanted him to drop the subject. Nicole said she just danced with Thomas and I believed her. John had said some pretty wild things about Nicole before, so I figured he was full of shit this time as well. Besides, it was probably more than second hand information. It was probably 10<sup>th</sup> hand information and each time it was repeated, the story grew.



John looked over and undressed Nicole once more with his eyes, before shaking his head. He took a long drink of his beer and turned to me.



"Enough about the freaky latin chick." He smiled. "I need to introduce you to someone. C'mon."



John and I wandered back inside. There was a pretty equal distribution of guys and girls at the party, so I figured most of the girls were probably wives or girlfriends of the guys.



As we walked back inside, I saw Nicole and Collin talking with a larger group. Nicole still stood pasted next to Collin and she looked very natural standing with her arm inside Collins. Collin was speaking easily and confidently to a small group of people. He had a gift and they all seemed to hang on his every word. Nicole always seemed to be either laughing at something Collin said or looking up at him adoringly and stroking his back or arms slowly.



Nicole's outfit really accentuated her figure and I realized it wasn't really a dress. Her top was completely separate from the dress portion (skirt?) and the top fit tightly, almost like a tank top, but infinitely more elegant. It pushed up her breasts and the amount of cleavage she showed was illegal in 48 states. The skirt portion was a wrap-style skirt that wrapped low around her waist and fastened on the side. It left a natural slit up the side. Nicole's entire midsection remained uncovered and her flat stomach and gently curving waist were extremely sexy.



Nicole must have visited the salon today, because she had a new hair style and it looked really fabulous and sensual. The hair style gave her a wilder, untamed look and I loved it.



Collin continued to talk confidently with his guests, but he wasn't one of those big guys, who make big gestures with his hands. I also noticed that he regularly reached over and put his arm around Nicole when he wasn't talking. His hand softly stroked the soft skin of her shoulder and he frequently squeezed her gently against him as another speaker was talking. Occasionally his hand ran down her back, caressing it softly. The casual intimacy between them was erotic for me and I felt myself stiffen in the chastity belt.



John and I walked up the group and John tapped a guy on the shoulder and motioned for him to walk with us. He made a quick comment to the lady standing next to him and exited to the group. The three of us walked outside again and the new guy stopped at the bar, to refresh his drink before rejoining us.



"John, what's up?"



"Clint, I want to introduce you to Nick."



I started to hold out my hand, when Clint turned to John, his eyes widening a little.



"Wait a minute, 'the Nick'?"



John laughed. "Yep, the Nick."



My look of confusion must have been obvious, because John and Clint looked over at me and laughed a little.



Clint extended his hand with a smile. "Nick, it's nice to meet you."



"Same here Clint." I paused. "I'm not sure what John's told you, but I just want to say that you haven't heard my side yet."



Clint laughed and shook his head.



"No. It's all good. John told me about your presentation and how well it went. He also told me about your golf game with Collin. I would pay money to see Collin get beat on the golf course."



"I take it you've played Collin before."



"The fuckin' guy beats me every time."



We all laughed and Clint took a sip of his drink. It looked like bourbon, so I took a chance.



"Is that Blanton's?" I asked.



"Yea, it's pretty good." He motioned with his glass. "Is that what you're drinking?"



"It is and I like it too. You a whiskey drinker?"



Clint smiled. "Damn straight. Although I mainly stick to bourbon."



"Cool. I like Bourbon, but I drink Scotch as well."



"Jesus, enough about liquor." John broke in with a shake of his head. "What's wrong with Beer for Pete's sake?"



"If you have to ask John, we're not going to tell you." Clint answered without missing a beat.



"Whatever." John rolled his eyes at Clint, before turning to me. "Nick, the reason I wanted to introduce you to Clint, is that his team is in a similar situation as ours. Why don't you tell him what your company has done for us?"



John looked at me steadily and I caught his meaning immediately. I looked over at Clint and nodded.



"Sure. I know it's a party, so I won't go into details. Essentially we were able to consolidate John's insurance products, adjust their deductibles a bit and save them a pretty good amount of money. They ended up getting a fairly seamless product, with one company, a single point of contact for claims and more support than they'll ever need."



"Price?"



John jumped in. "The price was higher, but only because we chose to add some stuff to our policy. If we hadn't done that Clint, the price would have been less. Significantly less."



"Wow." Clint raised his eyebrows. "Sounds good."



"Nick and his team were damn good Clint." He paused. "You know my risk manager?"



"Yea, he's a dick." Clint added and John nodded.



"Yes he is, but he knows his job. Even he was impressed with John's products, his presentation and more importantly; the amount of follow-up after we moved everything over." John paused. "Bottom line, it was a good move for us and I thought you'd at least be interested in hearing what Nick has to offer."



"I am. Thanks John." Clint looked over at me. "Can we setup a time to talk?"



"Sure, do you have a card?"



"Not on me, but here let me give you my cell."



I fished out my own business card and wrote his cell on the back and also passed over another of my business cards.



"I'll call you on Monday. Sound good?"



"Sure."



We all shook hands and Clint went back to his date for the evening. Clint and I were about the same age and his date looked younger than Nicole, so I figured it was his girlfriend. I turned to John.



"Dude. Thank you very much!"



I didn't hug him, but it took some effort.



"You're welcome Nick." He reached up and punched me lightly on the shoulder. "You've done a great job for us. Clint's a good guy, but he's a tough negotiator, so just keep that in mind as you deal with him."



"I will John. Thanks again."



"I'm going to head inside and grab some food."



John left and I wandered over to the bar to get a refill. The bar area was pretty empty and the bartender smiled as I approached.



"Another Blanton's?"



"Yes please." I put my empty glass on the bar.



She nodded. "You got it, gorgeous."



"Y'know, I don't think I've ever introduced myself. My name is Nick."



I offered my hand and she stopped making my drink and shook it warmly.



"It's nice to meet you Nick. I'm Cassidy."



"Cassidy." I repeated her name, knowing I wouldn't forget it. "Nice to meet you as well."



"Here's you go, Nick." She paused before she said my name, as though trying it out and seeing if she liked it.



As I took the drink, our fingers brushed against each other. I wasn't sure if it was intended or not, but I enjoyed it nonetheless. I took a quick sip, thinking desperately about what I should say next.



"So what do you do Nick?" Cassidy saved me.



"Insurance." I blurted out quickly. I took a breath and continued in a more normal tone of voice. "I handle the insurance for larger companies and sports teams."



Cassidy nodded and I know what she was thinking.....booorrrinnng. I was used to it and I agreed with her. Insurance wasn't sexy, but it paid pretty well, and it was a necessary product. Insurance also did a lot of good in people's lives, even if they didn't realize it.



"Strictly commercial insurance or do you do personal lines as well?"



Cassidy's question caught me totally off guard.



"Strictly commercial." I smiled widely and looked at her more closely. "Are you in insurance Cassidy?"



She laughed. "No, but my dad owns a small personal lines agency and I helped him in high school and through college."



"Ahh. Cool." I couldn't think of anything else to say.



Cassidy and I shared a smile and I was about to expand on our conversation, when I heard high heels approaching. Cassidy turned from me to address the new customers.



"Hi ladies, what can I get you?"



I turned away from the bar and took the opportunity to survey Collin's back yard. Nicole's voice washed over me a second later and I took a big sip of my Blanton's.



"Hi. Can I get a white wine?" A short pause. "I'll have the same thing." A new voice.



Another voice followed Nicole's and I slowly, casually turned in their direction. Nicole was watching Cassidy pour her wine and Nicole's friend was looking at Nicole, whispering softly in her ear.



Nicole's friend had light brown hair, but she had enough blonde highlights, to almost pass for a blonde. I'm not sure if that still made her a brunette or not, but that's what Nicole thought apparently. A little taller than Nicole, her friend had an athletic, but still curvy figure. Nicole laughed and gave her a gentle shove. They both laughed and leaned against each other slightly. When they had collected their drinks, Nicole turned in my direction and gave me a warm smile.



"Hi. Nick right?"



Nicole's voice was light and professional. It was the tone of voice normally heard from a polite host at a party.



"Yes."



"That's right." Nicole smiled at me. "I remember you from the clubhouse at the golf course, with Collin." She paused. "It's nice to see you again. I'm Nicole and this is Cynthia." She held out her hand and I shook it gently, before Nicole retracted it.



"I remember. It's nice to see you again as well." I turned to Cynthia. "Hi Cynthia."



I shook Cynthia's hand as well and she gave me a perfunctory smile. Cynthia glanced at me and dismissed me almost immediately.



A close fitting emerald dress, wrapped around Cynthia sensually and it accentuated her athletic curves. The material clung nicely to her skin. The color of her dress also accentuated her eyes, which were also green. It took some effort, not to stare and to remain casual, as I conversed with Nicole and her new crush.



"Are you here by yourself Nick?" Nicole asked.



"Yes." I nodded. "I'm a new friend and client of Collin's and he invited me here tonight."



"What do you do Nick?" Cynthia asked me and I got a chance to focus on her a little.



Nicole was right, she was very pretty, in a natural, girl-next-door sort of way. If she was wearing makeup, I couldn't see it, but I did see her beautiful smile. I saw that very clearly.



"Insurance."



I said simply and this time I got the response I expected. Cynthia's smile became fixed and plastic. Her eyes started to glaze over and I continued.



"I handle the insurance for large companies and sports teams."



I added the last part, because Cynthia looked in danger of falling asleep. Nicole gave me a sly wink, which Cynthia missed, because of how Nicole was standing.



"What do you do Cynthia?"



"I'm in sales, specifically pharmaceutical sales."



Cynthia's demeanor was completely professional and I got a sense this was how she interacted with her customers. A minute ago, she was friendly and intimate with Nicole, but now she was all business.



"In San Antonio?"



"No. I work in Dallas, but Nicole begged me to come down and keep her company." She smiled at Nicole and bumped her with her hip.



Nicole shook her head and bumped Cynthia back with her hip. "Hey. I just asked if you were free this weekend."



"Right." Cynthia drew out the word, but winked at Nicole.



"Where did you two meet?" I asked, seemingly very interested.



"We met last weekend at a club in Dallas. Cynthia stalked me until I danced with her and then she wouldn't let me go."



Cynthia laughed and shook her head.



"That's almost 100% bullshit Nick. We did meet at a club and I did ask Nicole to dance, but there was no stalking and I left the club first."



I laughed and looked between them.



"So you two just met last week?" They nodded. "Wow, you two seem like you've been friends for a while."



"I know right." Nicole added. "We just clicked right away and I thought Cynthia would like to get together this weekend. My boyfriend Collin thought it was a great idea too, so we invited her down."



Cynthia nodded as Nicole finished and turned to me.



"I graduated from UT Austin and I have friends and family in and around San Antonio, so I'm here pretty often anyway."



I nodded back at them and the conversation died quickly. Cynthia looked back inside the house and Nicole looked over at me.



"Nick, it was nice to talk to you." Nicole nodded and smiled at me. "Cynthia and I are going to head back inside."



"Nice to talk to you as well. Take care ladies."



I turned to Cassidy, as the Nicole and Cynthia left and let out a silent sigh of relief. It was exciting and erotic to act as though I didn't know Nicole, but it was also nerve wracking. I didn't want to say the wrong thing and ruin the whole situation. Cynthia seemed nice, but I'd only just met her, and I hoped Nicole would handle her carefully.



"Penny for your thoughts." Cassidy said softly.



"Umm. Just wondering why I came tonight."



"Really? Why?" Cassidy asked.



"I'm a pretty quiet guy Cassidy and I always feel a little out of place at parties."



"Well, I think you're doing fine Nick." She offered.



I nodded. "Thanks."



We exchanged smiles and I walked back into the house. A few more guests had arrived, music was playing and everyone was having a good time. I got the sense everyone knew each other pretty well and that made me feel more like an outsider. Collin and Nicole were still surrounded, but by a lot less people now, so I went over and tried to mingle.



"Nick." Collin looked over at me as I approached. "Has everyone met Nick?"



Collin made more introductions and I got a chance to see him in action. Collin's nickname should have been "butter"; because always seemed to be 'on a roll'! I admired the way he was able to keep the conversation going, but without monopolizing it himself. He included everyone, even me, in a completely natural way. I found myself falling under his spell and laughing at his jokes. Collin used self-deprecating humor like a weapon and it was extremely effective.



Collin finished his drink and glanced down at Nicole, before looking over at me.



"Hey bud." He held his glass out to me. "Will you get me a refill?"



"Sure Collin." I responded without thinking. "What were you drinking?"



"The bartender knows Nick." He waved his hand at me. "Just ask her."



"Ok." I nodded and left the group. I was a little embarrassed, because there were waiters close by. As I walked away, I heard Collin's voice, but didn't catch everything he said.



"......lost a bet."



The group laughed and I walked a little quicker.



"Back again?" Cassidy asked.



"Yea." I sighed. "I'm getting a drink for Collin. He said you'd know what he's drinking."



She laughed. "Yea, it's diet soda."



"Really?"



"Yep. He told me himself and said that if anyone bought him a drink, to make sure it was just diet soda."



"Interesting." An idea hatched in my brain. "Cassidy, would you make that drink a Cosmopolitan?"



She got the joke immediately and laughed out loud. "That's hilarious."



I chuckled to myself. "Make sure you put a several cherries in there for me."



"You got it Nick." Cassidy winked at me as she made the drink.



Now for those of you who don't know, a Cosmopolitan is a very, very pink drink. It comes in a martini glass and it looks really feminine. Cassidy didn't bat an eye as she made the drink. I really started to like her. Too bad my cock was encased in plastic, and until recently, it was covered in panties.



As I took the drink, I asked her to send a waiter over with Collin's actual drink, but to wait until I gave him the Cosmopolitan. She nodded and winked at me again. I did my best to put a casual, non-smiling expression on my face. After all, I was just delivering Collin's drink, because I'd lost a bet or something. Collin smiled widely as I approached and the group made room for me. Nicole giggled a little as I got inside the group and handed Collin his drink. I think she was giggling at my embarrassment and I hoped she'd still be laughing in a second.



"Here you go buddy." I handed him his drink. "I didn't know your favorite drink was a Cosmopolitan." I paused and motioned with my hand. "I'm not passing judgment you understand, but really Collin?"



The group was silent for a second and then everyone laughed loudly. The people who weren't in our group looked over to see what was going on.



I took the opportunity to continue.



"By the way, the bartender said you liked extra cherries in your drink." I said loudly. "Let me know if you want any more cherries and I'll go get them for you."



Collin stared at me for a second, as everyone laughed. He was at a loss for words and believe me; it was priceless to witness. Nicole looked at me carefully for a second, before giving me a little wink and a smile. She wasn't laughing though. A few seconds later, after everyone calmed down, Collin shook his head.



"Dude, that was awesome." He held his fist out to me and be bumped fists.



A waiter had followed me over and now he stepped forward.



"Here's your real drink sir." He smiled at Collin.



Collin took the drink off the table and passed the Cosmopolitan back to the waiter. He held it as if it were hazardous material. Once the waiter left with the drink, Collin looked over the group for a second, before his eyes landed on me.



"Good one Nick." He said simply, before looking at Nicole. "Nicole, let's go socialize with nicer people." He said dramatically.



"Ok baby." She responded quickly.



Collin reached down and picked up Nicole quickly and she squealed and kicked her legs. He held her close and kissed her softly as they walked away. I knew that was for me and it was probably a little payback, but I didn't mind. Hopefully, he wasn't too pissed off.



"Get a room." A few people said to Collin's back as he walked away with Nicole.



As I turned away, I noticed Cynthia looking over at Collin and Nicole. She wasn't smiling. I didn't know how to interpret her expression, so I made a note to discuss it later with Nicole. The buffet table was calling my name, so I wandered over.



I made polite conversation with a few folks at the buffet table. The buffet contained finger food mostly, so I put a few items on a plate and wandered around Collin's house. It was pretty spectacular. It wasn't long though, before I needed to 'talk to a man about a horse' and I started to search in earnest for a restroom.



The restrooms were hidden apparently, because I had to search to find an empty one and I finally found one upstairs. It was just off the game room, which also boasted a bar, pool table and a huge flat screen TV. There were plastic sheets over some of the furniture and the strong smell of paint filled the room. It looked like Collin was having some work done in this room.

<hr pg="4" />I saw what looked like a restroom and headed over. The restroom was a little half-bath, but I was happy to find it. Just as I finished and started washing my hands, I heard laughter and giggles outside the door. I shut off the water, waited a second and then heard a door shut. I was pretty sure it was the door to the game room.



"We're alone." It was Nicole's voice.



"Are you sure?" Cynthia's voice asked and then giggled a little. "Are you sure your boyfriend won't miss you?"



"No. I told you, don't worry about Collin. He gave me the key to game room, so we won't be disturbed." Nicole's voice lowered as she spoke. "I'm surprised the door was open to begin with, but I guess the cleaning crew left it open."



"So, why did you drag me up here Nicole?" Cynthia's voice was teasing. "I saw your boyfriend pick you up and kiss you passionately." Disappointment colored her voice. "What do you want with me?"



"I wanted to talk to you alone." Nicole said softly.



I was surprised at the careful tone in Nicole's voice. Based on what I'd heard so far, I expected them to rip each other's clothes off. Cynthia apparently caught the note of caution as well and her voice changed as well.



"Oh, ok. What's up?" Cynthia's voice was tinged with a little concern.



"Let's sit down." Nicole said.



"Oh shit." Cynthia's voice got a little harder. "Is this where you tell me, you don't like girls? Or that you have an STD?"



Nicole laughed.



"No, dammit. Come here and sit down."



Cynthia sighed.



"I like you a lot Cynthia and I'm very attracted to you. Can I trust you to keep a secret? It's very important."



Nicole's voice trailed off and I pressed my ear against the door, desperately trying to hear everything.



"Yes. Of course Nicole, but why do you need me to keep a secret?" Cynthia asked.



Nicole responded. "You know I have a boyfriend right?"



"Yes. Honestly, I'm not interested in Collin." She paused for a second. "Wait, he doesn't want to share you with a woman, does he?" She cursed softly. "Fuckin' men."



Nicole sighed loudly. "Would you stop interrupting?"



"Sorry. Sorry." Cynthia sounded contrite.



"Collin is ok sharing me Cynthia." She laughed. "He's like all guys, he loves the thought of two women together."



"Don't they all?" Cynthia's tone held a little bitterness in it. "Nicole, you should know that I'm not interested in being shared with Collin."



"Cynthia, that's fine." Nicole reassured her. "That's why I wanted to talk to you privately. I didn't want you to feel any pressure to be with Collin."



"That's good." Cynthia's voice was firm. "A lot of the girls I meet, immediately want to pass me over to their boyfriends. I don't mind guys, but I prefer women."



"Well, you don't have to worry about that with me and Collin." Nicole said.



"Good." Cynthia paused. "That isn't all, is it?"



Nicole sighed. "No."



"Uh Oh. That doesn't sound good."



"My situation is complex Cynthia and I didn't want anything to happen between us, unless you know it all. It wouldn't be fair to you."



"Thank you Nicole, I appreciate that very much." A short pause. "So what's the bombshell? You're really a guy?"



"No Bitch." Nicole laughed and Cynthia joined her.



"Cynthia, I'm married and I have children." Nicole said it plainly and silence descended in the room.



"Wait, you're married and you're seeing Collin on the side?" Cynthia's voice sounded impressed. "You go girl."



"Not exactly." Nicole laughed. "God this is hard to explain."



"I'm still listening and now I'm very interested." Cynthia's voice was loaded with interest.



"I'm married to an amazing guy and I have two great daughters." Nicole paused. "Sexually speaking, I wanted more, so I asked my husband if I could have a boyfriend and he said yes."



"No freakin' way!" Shock resonated in Cynthia's voice. "Are you kidding me? Are you a swinger or something?"



"Nope. I told you he was amazing." They giggled. "Anyway, Collin is my boyfriend and my husband knows everything. He's actually friends with Collin, so there are no secrets. We haven't told my children yet and we're not sure if we will, but otherwise I'm Collin's girlfriend."



"Wow." Cythia responded. "How's it working?"



"It's worked pretty well so far." Nicole admitted. "I mean we've had some rough patches, but we've managed to work through them. Collin isn't interested in getting married and I'm not going to leave my husband, so it works for everyone."



"It doesn't sound like it's working for your husband." Cynthia said.



"Cynthia, it does work for him." Nicole emphasized. "His enjoyment comes in a different fashion, but he is an equal and active participant."



"If you say so." She sounded doubtful.



"You'll have to just trust me on this part. It does work for him." Another short pause. "There's one more thing."



"Holy shit woman." Cynthia giggled. "You're gorgeous, sexy and I want your body, but there are limits."



Nicole laughed. "Stop it. This isn't easy."



"Ok. Ok. What else? Do you work for the CIA?"



"No." Silence reigned for a good two minutes, before I heard Nicole's soft voice. "I've never been with another woman Cynthia."



Cynthia laughed and clapped her hands.



"Now that's something I can help you with baby." I barely heard a kiss in the other room. "Nicole, are you finally finished?" Cynthia's voice was low and husky.



"Yes. Now you know all my secrets."



Kissing sounds permeated the door and my chastity belt, began to get uncomfortable. Fortunately they stopped a few minutes later.



"Wait. Wait." It was Cynthia. "Since you've been so honest with me. Let me give you the 411 on my situation."



Cynthia's voice was soft, but business-like.



"I'm divorced and I have a son, who lives with me." She paused. "My ex-husband is an assistant coach for an NBA team and he's great with our son."



"I see." Nicole said simply. "That's great that he's in your son's life."



"Yea. He is a great dad." Cynthia paused. "My preference for girls is what drove us apart."



"That's too bad." I envisioned Nicole stroking Cynthia's hair.



"It is." Cynthia agreed. "I had always been attracted to women, but I fell in love with him and we got married. A few years after my son was born, I had an affair with another cheerleader."



"Wow. Sexy." Nicole's voice was light.



"It was fantastic." Cynthia gushed. "But I felt horrible for cheating on my husband. I told him about it eventually and he wasn't willing to share me with someone else, even a woman."



Cynthia paused for a second.



"Our divorce was amicable and we're still friends. He's a great dad and I try to be a great mom. I broke up with my last girlfriend about two months ago and I haven't been with anyone since."



"Really?" Nicole asked.



Cynthia laughed. "Yea, so I'm super horny."



Giggles and laughter easily penetrated the door and I smiled as well. Laughter continued to echo in the room, but it died quickly. Eventually, I heard them whispering, but the words were too soft to hear through the door. My heart was racing and I carefully lowered the lid to the toilet and sat down. How long was I going to have to stay in the John? I didn't know.



Kissing sounds replaced whispers and giggles and I imagined Nicole kissing Cynthia. My chastity belt announced its presence once again, as my cock filled with blood, and I took a long, slow deep breath.



"Mmmmm. That feels nice." Nicole's voice was breathless.



Soft moans echoed throughout the room and drifted into the small bathroom where I was sitting. I felt like I was in an echo chamber, listening to soft porn. It was sensual, erotic and the only thing missing was a Kenny G soundtrack playing in the background.



Based on the sounds coming from the other side of the doorway, Nicole had arrived at the conclusion that she liked girls. A lot! The moans had moved from soft and gentle, to urgent and passionate, as Nicole and Cynthia pleasured each other. I was fairly certain I heard Nicole orgasm....a few times.



"Mmmm. That's it, Nikki." Cynthia encouraged softly. "How do I taste?"



"Delicious. You taste delicious." Nicole's voice was filled completely with lust.



Cynthia's moans slowly grew louder.



"Ssshhh. Keep it down Cindy, otherwise the whole house will hear."



"I'm sorry." Cynthia was gasping for breath. "That was sooo good Nikki. Are you sure you've never been with a woman before?"



"No. Never." I envisioned Nicole shrugging her shoulders, embarrassed. "I've just imagined it for so long."



"Well, you were great."



"Thank you. I enjoyed it very much."



More kissing sounds filled the room. My chastity belt was doing a great job of reminding me that masturbating was out of the question. Heck, even getting hard was out of the question.



"So." Cynthia's voice filtered into the restroom. "Since we like each other and we're obviously compatible sexually; what do we do next?"



"Well, you know my story Cynthia." Nicole paused. "Do you want to see where it goes between us?"



"Nicole, I'd like to see you again." Cynthia acknowledged. "I really like you."



"But?" Nicole's voice held some apprehension.



Cynthia sighed. "But is there room in your life for me?"



I heard longing in Cynthia's voice.



"Collin and my husband are both ok with me seeing you and spending more time with you. I guess the only thing we can do is try and see how it works."



"Nicole, I'm willing to try, if you are." She paused. "We'll just log some serious frequent flyer miles, I guess."



"Hmmmm." Nicole's voice was low, lusty and sexy. "Can we join the mile-high club?"



"Absolutely." Cynthia laughed. "There is one thing though Nicole."



"What's that?"



"Well, there are two things actually. First, please call me Cyn or Cyndi. Second, please be patient with me. I tend to get a little jealous."



Cynthia said the last part very softly.



"Cyn, I promise." Nicole promised softly. "I will be very careful with your heart and I will always be upfront and honest with you."



"That's all I can ask. Thank you." Cynthia said gratefully.



Nicole laughed. "You're welcome and I have a request as well."



"Anything Nicole."



"Call me Nikki, please." Nicole's voice was soft. "I like the way you say it."



"Ok, Nikki." Cynthia's voice was soft.



Nicole's voice was equally soft. "Thank you."



Silence reigned for a few minutes.



"One last thing Cynthia?" Nicole's voice was soft, but firm.



Cynthia's voice was low. "Yes gorgeous?"



"I won't ever leave my husband." Nicole said softly.



My heart leapt in my chest and I pumped the air silently with my fists!



"I understand Nikki." Cynthia responded. "I won't ask that of you."



The sounds of more kissing drifted into the restroom. I had a hard time believing Nicole wanted to be called 'Nikki', because she'd always hated for me to call her that name. I shrugged my shoulders and started reading my blog again. It was only partially successful, but it was enough to keep me from going insane. I can't tell you how much time went by, before they were finally finished, but Cynthia's voice right outside the bathroom startled me.



"Is this a restroom?"



"I don't know." Nicole responded. "Is it open?"



The lock rattled as Cynthia tried to open it.



"No. It's locked." Cynthia said.



"Oh. It's probably a closet or something. There's another restroom on this floor and we can straighten up in there." Nicole laughed a little.



"Straighten up? I don't know why we'd need to straighten up." Cynthia's voice was sarcastic. "Both of us look like we just had passionate sex."



"It wasn't just passionate, it was amazing sex."



"Yes it was." Cynthia's voice held a question. "Nikki, be honest, you've been with a woman before?"



"No never. I've always thought about it, but I've never found someone I was interested in before you." Nicole's tone was serious. "Thank you for..." Nicole trailed off and I imagined her blushing. "Well, just thank you."



Cynthia's voice was soft. "You're welcome. In case you missed it, I really enjoyed it as well. But I want to hear more about this special relationship you've got going." Cynthia's voice trailed off. "What the heck does your husband get out of this deal?"



"He gets a happy wife." Nicole laughed.



"C'mon Nicole." Cynthia's voice was serious. "I won't betray your trust and I want to see you again, so I'd like to know more."



"Honestly, Cynthia. I asked for a boyfriend and my husband said 'yes'. I'm very happy and my husband also gets great sex when I get home, so it works out."



I breathed a big sigh of relief. Nicole avoided spilling her guts about everything and I loved her for it.



Cynthia wasn't finished. "So, do you get to see Collin as much as you want?"



"No. I don't neglect my family to be with Collin." She paused. "Collin and I see each other when our schedules permit and we're both careful to respect my family. My husband is also great about taking the girls, when Collin and I want to be together."



"Wow. I'm so jealous." Cynthia paused. "Will I get to meet your husband and girls?"



Nicole laughed. "You've already met my husband." She paused. "Do you mind waiting a little longer to meet my girls?"



"What!!? Who is he?" Cynthia's reply was almost a shout. She lowered her voice and continued. "I'm going to pester you, until you tell me which one of the guys here, is your husband." She paused a second. "I completely understand about your girls, I'm careful with my son as well."



"Good, now let's go clean up." Nicole laughed. "Maybe you can convince me to tell you who my husband is." Nicole's voice was lusty and it trailed off as they left the room, leaving me anxious, frustrated and horny. I had no doubt that Nicole was going to spill the beans about me being her husband. Honestly, I didn't mind, but I was also very nervous.



I waited until they'd left the room and then I waited some more. I definitely didn't want to get caught up here by Nicole or Cynthia. After another 10 minutes or so, I carefully exited the bathroom and found the upstairs empty. I slowly, casually walked back downstairs and managed to avoid the remaining groups at the party.



Cassidy was still tending bar, so I went over and got a diet coke.



She looked at me closely. "You ok Nick? You look a little stressed."



"I'm fine." I looked over at her. "Thanks Cassidy, I appreciate your concern."



"You're welcome. You seem like a really good guy Nick. Unfortunately, there aren't a lot of really good guys out there nowadays."



I shook my head and looked down at my soda, before responding. "Cassidy, you're giving me way too much credit."



"Is that so?" She smiled at me. "Well, why don't you give me a chance to find out?"



I sighed and looked over at her.



"Cassidy, there are a few reasons why that's a bad idea. First, I'm married and I'm in love with my wife. Second, you are way out of my league and I'm probably 10-15 years older than you."



Cassidy smiled at me and there was more than a little sadness in her eyes.



"I hope you're happy Nick." She smiled at me again. "Age is just a number and like I said before, if you change your mind, you know where to find me."



I finished my drink and set in on the bar.



"Thanks again Cassidy. It was nice to see you again."



"Same here Nick. Don't be a stranger. I work most nights at the club and the first round is on me."



"I'll try and stop by more often. Take care gorgeous." I shouldn't have added that last part.



We exchanged smiles and I walked back into the house. I decided to call it a night. Nicole and Collin were standing together talking softly and smiling at each other. I started toward them, when I felt a hand on my arm.



"Nick." I turned to see Cynthia smiling at me.



"Hi Cynthia. Enjoying the party?" I asked simply.



"Yes, very much." She nodded and then asked. "Can we talk?"



"Sure." I shrugged my shoulders.



Cynthia's demeanor had changed again. The professionalism she'd showed before was gone and it'd been replaced by open interest. I thought we'd head back outside, but Cynthia led the way back upstairs. I kept my breathing normal and tried to look very casual. We made it to the game room and Cynthia and I stood at the bar. I looked over at her.



"What's up Cynthia?" I questioned and added sarcastically. "Am I going to get whacked up here?"



It was a weak joke, but I knew what we were going to talk about and I was trying to delay the inevitable. Cynthia looked at me, confused.



"Sorry." I mumbled. "It's a mafia-movie thing." I waved my hand. "Forget it. What did you want to talk about?"



"Nick. I spoke to Nicole tonight." She looked at me steadily.



"Is that right?" I smiled casually at her. "What did you and Nicole talk about Cynthia?"



Cynthia reached out and touched my arm softly. "Nick, I really like Nicole and I wouldn't betray her confidence under any circumstances."



I smiled and nodded. "That's good to hear Cynthia."



"Nick." Cynthia began carefully. "Nicole said it would be ok for me to talk to you directly, so that's why I approached you. I know that you're Nicole's husband and Collin's her boyfriend." She paused. "I've never dealt with this kind of situation, but I wanted to introduce myself to you personally."



"Cynthia. Thank you." I took a deep breath. "I really appreciate your understanding and sensitivity." I leaned against the bar. "I love Nicole deeply and I want her to be happy. I know you and Nicole just met, but she likes you as well and I can see that you make her happy."



A genuine smile broke out over Cynthia's face and her cheeks turned pink. She leaned forward and hugged me gently.



"Thank you for saying that Nick. It's nice to hear. Nicole's a very special person."



"Yea. She's the center of my world Cynthia and I wouldn't want to live without her. I also wouldn't want to see her get hurt, because she moved too quickly in a new relationship."



The look I gave Cynthia was friendly, but only to a point. The message I was trying to convey was serious and I sincerely hoped she'd catch it.



Cynthia nodded. "I understand Nick. I'm not looking to hurt your marriage or your family and I would never betray Nicole's trust or yours." She shrugged. "I'm not sure how I'll fit into Nicole's life, but I wanted to let you know that I'd like to see her again."



She took a quick sip of her drink and continued.



"My first marriage ended, because I wasn't open and upfront about what I wanted and I don't want that mistake to happen again."



"I understand." I nodded. "I can't speak for Collin, so you'll have to deal with him as well, but I'm ok with it." I remembered my earlier conversation and added. "I may have to travel to Dallas in the near future anyway and hopefully Nicole can come with me."



"That would be great." She paused. "Nick would you be ok if I met your daughters tomorrow?"



I hesitated and my face must have reflected my thoughts.



"Nick. It's ok if you're not comfortable yet." She smiled. "It's actually kind of sweet that you're so protective of your daughters."



I sighed and looked carefully at Cynthia. I wasn't sure how to phrase what I wanted to say.



"Cynthia." I hesitated again. "I've asked Nicole and Collin to act like they are just friends around the girls. Would you be willing to do the same, if you take the girls out with Nicole?"



Cynthia laughed. "Don't want lesbians Nick?"



"No." I rushed to explain and put my hands out. "It's not that at all. Nicole and I want to keep this part of our lives separate from the girls. We also want them to develop their sexuality naturally. Boys or girls is fine." I blushed. "Well maybe not boys."



"It's ok Nick." She smiled and put her hand on my arm. "I'll respect your family and especially your daughters."



"Thank you Cynthia. I sincerely appreciate it." I said gratefully.



"You're welcome Nick." She looked at me carefully and gave me the once-over. "Y'know, you're a really good guy Nick and there aren't many good guys out there anymore."

<hr pg="5" />I laughed and shook my head. "Thanks Cynthia. I appreciate it."



Honestly, what were the chances of two separate women telling me the exact same thing? My head was going to swell at this rate. Well, at least the head on my shoulders.



We made our way downstairs, using a back staircase that ended near the kitchen, and Nicole met us, just was we got to the first floor. She gave us a tentative smile and I winked back at her. A look of relief passed over her face and her smile became positively huge and beaming. She rushed forward and hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek.



"I love you baby." She whispered in my ear.



I laughed a little and responded. "I love you too."



Nicole backed away from me and smiled at Cynthia, who came forward and hugged Nicole softly.



"Hey, what's going on here?" Collin's voice washed over all of us. "Someone needs to get a room or something."



Nicole and Cynthia separated and we all laughed.



"I am heading home Collin." I held out my hand. "I had a great time tonight. Thank you for inviting me."



"Nick. It was a pleasure having you. I'd invite you to stay the night, but some of the guests are already staying over."



"I understand. No problem." I said.



"Did you get a chance to talk to John and Clint?" Collin asked.



"Yep. I'm going to call Clint on Monday and we'll see where things go."



"Awesome. Good luck man." We shook hands. "Wanna hit the links tomorrow?"



"Yea man. Just let me know when." I nodded and turned towards the door.



As I was leaving, Nicole and Cynthia were talking softly and I just as I was closing the door, Cynthia called out to me.



"Nick, wait." I stopped in the doorway and looked back.



"Will you take me back to my hotel?" She asked.



I nodded. "Sure."



So Cynthia and I left together and walked back to my Mustang. I wasn't sure why Cynthia wanted to ride back to her hotel with me, when it was obvious, she was welcome at Collin's. I didn't mind though, because her hotel was on my way home.



"Thanks Nick." Cynthia said again as she slid into the passenger seat.



"You're welcome." I smiled as I started the engine. "It's nice to have company."



Cynthia glanced at her lap, before looking over at me. "Nick, I feel like I should apologize to you."



"Really why?" I asked, confused.



"Well, I probably shouldn't have approached you so directly." She ran her hands over her thighs. It was a nervous gesture, rather than erotic. "It's just that I didn't want to lose the opportunity to speak with you. I'm also pretty direct, so I tend to hit things head on."



"It's ok Cynthia." I assured her. "Honestly, I think things are moving pretty fast with you and Nicole. It makes me nervous, but I trust Nicole and you seem like a really good person."



"Thank you Nick." She said simply.



We talked about a various things as I drove. Unfortunately, Cynthia had one serious character flaw.



"Are you seriously telling me that you're a Mavericks fan?"



She laughed. "Yep. Go Mav's."



"That's it. Get out!" I pointed towards her door. "You're walking back to your hotel."



I mimicked pushing her out of the car and we both laughed.



"Hey, we should catch a game together." I suggested.



She looked over with a question on her face and she cocked an eyebrow at me. I quickly struggled to clarify what I meant.



"I mean with Nicole and I or Nicole and Collin or some combination of all of us. I wasn't talking about you and me together Cynthia."



She smiled. "I know Nick. I was just giving you a hard time."



"Aha. Well, it's nice to see that you have sense of humor."



"I'm not the only one apparently." She said dryly.



I was confused. "What do you mean?"



"Well the Spurs are a joke, so you must have a sense of humor as well." She gave me a tight smile as she drove in the knife.



"Oooooooooh. Burn!!!!" We both busted up and punched her lightly on the shoulder.



Ok, I had just met Cynthia, but she seemed like really good people.



We arrived at her hotel and I dropped her off under the portico. It was a Hilton hotel and brand new, so it was well lit; but I watched her get inside safely anyway. My initial impression of Cynthia was very favorable. I didn't sense any drama, or bad habits or a party-girl personality in her at all.



The girls were asleep when I got home, so I went straight to bed. I expected to have a hard time falling asleep, with all that had happened, but I was asleep in minutes.



The bed moved slightly and I felt a body slide under the covers with me. I raised my head and looked over to see Nicole smiling at me.



"Hi honey." She smiled at me. I smiled back at her sleepily and raised up on my elbow.



"What time is it?" I asked sleepily.



"It's 6:30." She ran her fingers through my hair. "I wanted to come home and spend some private time with you."



"Aww. Thanks baby." I smiled and kissed her shoulder. "I missed you."



Nicole kissed my chest and looked up at me. "I missed you too Nick."



She gave me a naughty smile and disappeared under the covers. I heard the lock on the chastity belt click open and Nicole slowly took the chastity belt off my cock. I gasped as the last piece slid off and the exquisite feeling of freedom enveloped my groin.



"Is that better?" Nicole asked as she resurfaced.



"God yes." I kissed her cheek. "Why?"



"Nick, you've been so great lately." She shrugged. "I wanted to do something nice for you."



Nicole put the chastity belt away in its pouch and returned to bed. I held her tightly and we just enjoyed the simple pleasure of lying in bed together. Nicole started to rub her body against mine, slowly, sensually and my cock shamelessly responded.



"Mmmm." She pushed her ass against me. "Someone's awake this morning."



She turned to face me and kissed me softly.



"Nick, will you make love to me?" She kissed me again. "Please? I want to feel you inside of me."



Nicole pulled me on top of her and positioned my cock at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed easily inside her and was momentarily overcome at how fantastic it felt to be inside my wife again.



"Ahhhh. I missed you baby." She arched her back and pushed her tits against my chest with a smile.



I pushed in and out of her slowly, savoring every second. My mouth found a nipple and I sucked on it gently, swirling my tongue around the hardening flesh. Nicole's legs wrapped around my waist and pulled me against her.



My cock slid easily in and out of her pussy, as I rose up and concentrated on holding back my orgasm. Collin's cock had obviously stretched her pussy, but I didn't care and Nicole didn't seem to care either. Her hands clung to my shoulders and she kissed my neck, chest and shoulders repeatedly.



Nicole ran her fingernails lightly across my chest, over my arms and I lost the battle against my oncoming orgasm. I started to thrust harder and harder, inside Nicole and she smiled up at me.



"Cum baby." She asked. "Please cum inside me."



Her hands found my ass and she pulled me inside her. The sweet release of an orgasm burst through me and wave upon wave of pleasure rocked my body. I thrust frantically inside of her as my orgasm gradually subsided. I collapsed on Nicole, gasping for breath and feeling the relaxation that only an orgasm can bring.



"I love you." Nicole whispered into my ear and her arms wrapped around me tightly.



Eventually I caught my breath and rolled off of Nicole. I walked into our closet to get a towel for her. She smiled at me, her eyes a little misty, as I walked back to the bed and placed the towel beneath her.



I slid back into bed next to her and rested my head on my hand. "Can I do anything for you?"



"No baby." She shook her head. "It was nice."



Nicole looked beautiful and I stared at her, thanking my lucky stars. I wished I had given her an orgasm, but that didn't happen this time. It was also obvious that Nicole had something on her mind.



"Nicole. What are you thinking?" I asked quietly.



She didn't answer right away. Nicole looked up at the ceiling, running her hands through her hair several times; before wiping her eyes and looking over at me.



"Nick." She paused. "I just feel really lucky to have you as my husband." Nicole wiped her eyes again. "You're such a good man and I'm not sure that I deserve you."



I was confused. "Is everything ok honey?"



Nicole nodded. "Nick, everything is great. That's why I feel so lucky. Collin and I are doing great. I met Cynthia and she's fantastic. I have an amazing husband and two fantastic kids. No one should be this lucky."



Tears started to flow freely from Nicole, as she cried quietly next to me. I held her close and kissed her cheek, neck and shoulders softly. Our bodies clung together and I tried to reassure her by holding her tightly.



Eventually, Nicole stopped crying and we ventured out of our bed and into the shower. We washed each other slowly, enjoying the simple pleasure of a hot shower and loving company. I knelt down and moved toward Nicole, but she stopped me and pulled me to my feet.



"No. I'm too sore Nick and I want to focus on you baby." She smiled at me and hugged me tightly.



When we were finished, Nicole ran a towel over my body, drying me completely. Each time I protested, she shushed me and continued to dry me. When I was completely dry, she reached up and kissed me softly.



I finally escaped to our bedroom and got dressed. The girls weren't up yet, so I still had time to surprise everyone with breakfast. A smile crossed my face, because I'd ordered some special pancake mix and I wanted to make it for the girls. I brushed my teeth and fixed my hair in record time, before heading out to the kitchen.



The bacon found its way into the oven and I got started on the pancakes. Yes, you read that right. I cook the bacon in the oven and it's really simple, easy and it tastes the same as if it were cooked in a pan. The pancake mix included apples and other spices and it received a ton of good reviews, so I bought it. As I was cooking, the smell of the apples, cinnamon and nutmeg filled the kitchen and I knew it would draw the girls.



A smile broke out over my face, as I realized the girls did the dishes last night and even put them away. I set the table and finished up the pancakes, just as the girls made their appearance. Jasmine gave me a high-five, because she's apparently outgrown hugs, and April wrapped her arms around my waist tightly for almost a full minute.



When she turned to go to the table, I reached down suddenly and hugged her back. I ran my fingers over her waist, tickling her lightly.



"You...need....too...stop...growing!" April laughed the free and open laughter that can only come from a child. "You're perfect!"



"Nooo!" She managed to respond, despite her giggles. "I want to grow up daddy!"



Our little show managed to make both Jasmine and Nicole, who had just joined us, break out in laughter as well. The family sat down to breakfast and we all talked and laughed together over apple and cinnamon pancakes. And bacon. We can't forget the bacon!



I started to clean up the dishes as Nicole and the girls talked girl talk at the table. They laughed and giggled about girl stuff that was beyond my ability to comprehend. As I finished cleaning the table, Nicole looked over at me.



"Nick. I think the girls and I need a day to ourselves." Nicole announced. "Will you be ok by yourself?"



"Yea baby." I responded. "Collin wanted to hit the links anyway, so I may go golfing with him today."



"Great." Nicole turned back to Jasmine and April. "Ok girls. Let's get going. I have a surprise for you!"



"What mom?" Jasmine up. "Yea Mommy. What's our surprise?" April inquired eagerly.



Nicole shook her head. "Hey, it wouldn't be a surprise, if I told you now."



Nicole and the girls left the table giggling and laughing. I smiled along with them, as I watched them depart. Nicole wasn't the only person who felt lucky this morning. I wondered if Nicole was going to include Cynthia in her 'girl's day out' with April and Jasmine. I'd thought about it more, as I made breakfast this morning, and Cynthia seemed like a genuinely good person and I felt better about her meeting the girls.



Once the dishes were taken care of, I wandered into our bathroom to see Nicole getting ready. She was dressed simply, in shorts, a tank-top and another shirt that went over the tank top. It was a nice outfit and it showed off her legs nicely.



Nicole kissed me. "Thanks for breakfast honey. It was great."



"You're welcome baby. I like cooking for you and the girls." I paused and looked at her as she applied her makeup.



"Are you going to pick up Cynthia and take her with you?" I asked carefully.



Nicole looked at me in the mirror, a light blush colored her cheeks and she smiled shyly.



"Yes baby." She responded, before asking. "Is that still ok? I realize I just met Cynthia, but I like her."



I nodded and smiled at Nicole. "She seems like a good person and I appreciate the fact that she took the initiative to talk to me last night."



"I'm glad baby." Nicole smiled at me. "I really like Cynthia as well and I wanted her to come with us today."



I cocked my head at Nicole. "What does Collin think of Cynthia?"



Nicole laughed and put her makeup down.



"Collin is on the fence with her." She paused. "He likes the fact that I'm interested in girls, but he was hoping he would be able to share her with me."



I laughed. "Ahhh. Yea. That's every guys dream."



Nicole laughed and shook her head. "Guys are so predictable." She looked at me carefully. "Do you want to be with Cynthia?"



I recognized a trap when I saw one and I also knew the look on Nicole's face.



"Honey." I held up my hands. "I'm satisfied with you. I'm not interested in being with Cynthia and I just want you to be happy."



If there are any guys reading this story, feel free to take notes!



"Awww. I have the best man ever." Nicole smiled.



"Yea yea." I shook my head. "Stop it..some more."



A thought occurred to me.



"Hey, did anything happen between you and Thomas in Dallas?" I asked. "I mean besides dancing."



Nicole stopped and looked at me. "No why?"



"Oh." I didn't want to continue, but I knew Nicole expected an answer. "Well, John said he heard you did more than dance."



"What?" Shock reflected on Nicole's face.



"Yea." I nodded my head. "He said you left with him and went out to his car for a while. When you returned you had to put on more lipstick and wash a stain off your dress."



"Nick." She put her makeup case down slowly. "You have got to be fucking kidding me."



Anger stirred in her face for a second, but then she looked at me carefully. She walked over and put her arms around my neck.



"Honey. Absolutely nothing happened with Thomas except dancing. That's it." She kissed me. "Collin can verify that I never left the club and I wouldn't do that to you or to Collin."



"I know baby." I kissed her nose. "I told John it wasn't like you."



"It's not baby and I'll speak to Collin about John." She backed away. "Their friends, so I'm hoping Collin can kick his ass for me."



"Good idea." I added. "I'll help him."



Nicole and I shared a laugh and I left Nicole alone. She needed time to get ready. The girls were chatting upstairs and I listened for a second, because they were laughing with one another.



My phone chimed with a text from Collin.



Nick. Let's hit the links! I got us a tee time, but it's in an hour. You in?



Sure thing. I'll meet you there.



Cool. John's coming too.



Sweet. We'll have someone to buy drinks!



"Hey babe. Collin, John and I are going golfing in about an hour."



I mentioned this to Nicole as I made my way into the closet to change. A smile pasted itself on my face, because I looked forward to a round of golf in with Collin. Secretly, I hoped Collin had more information on Clint. I liked John, but I didn't know how to take him now.



A few minutes later and I drove out of our neighborhood, on my way to the golf course. A full clubhouse greeted me when I arrived, so I put my clubs down and headed into the bar area. I got an iced tea and waited for John and Collin.



My thoughts drifted back to the party last night. The most recent turn of events with Nicole and Cynthia confused me. Collin was still Nicole's boyfriend, her dominant boyfriend, and I was still the willing cuckold husband. I'd grown accustomed to my role and the challenges that went with it, but now Nicole had thrown a wrench into our triad relationship.



First, she let me out of the chastity belt and panties, which I was very happy about, and hopefully Collin would support her decision. Second, Nicole met Cynthia last weekend and invited her to Collin's party. Obviously Nicole wanted to spend more time with Cynthia. Nicole and Cynthia were going to start some sort of relationship, although Cynthia lived in Dallas, so I didn't know how that would work. I had no idea what Nicole planned for her and Cynthia and frankly, I didn't think Nicole knew either.



"What's up dude?" Collin's hand came down on my shoulder and I jumped a little. "Wow, you're jumpy today Nick. Hopefully your golf game will suffer." Collin laughed and leaned up against the bar.



I shook my head. "Sorry bud. No such luck."



Collin must have seen the direction of my thoughts, because he answered my unasked question.



"John couldn't make it, so it's just you and me today. You ready?" He asked.



"Yea man." I nodded and started to walk away from the bar. "Let's hit it."



Collin and I talked about the party and sports as we got started. It was nice to get out, hit some balls and just relax. Now that Collin and I were alone on the course, I expected we'd discuss the changes in our relationship. Strangely, I hoped for some direction and guidance from Collin on Cynthia and Nicole.



We got started and we tied for the first several holes. Collin's golf game had improved recently and I noticed he'd started trying for more finesse in his shots. Unfortunately for me, he was positioning himself better on the course. He caught me re-evaluating him, after he hit a good second shot, and gave me a big smile.



"Your ass-kicking is getting closer Nick!" Collin said.



I nodded carefully and responded. "Yea. It kind of looks that way."



We'd gone far enough that we were alone on the course now. It's pretty common for golfers to get 'grouped up' on a course, because some golfers are really slow and some are fast. Just like traffic, the slow golfers cause everyone behind them to bunch up, which of course, makes slow golfers very popular on the course.



"Collin. What do you think of Cynthia?" I asked.



My brain wouldn't let go of Cynthia and Nicole. Collin looked over at me and smiled, before shrugging his shoulders.



"She seems nice, but I don't know her." He smirked at me and winked. "She's certainly hot and that athletic body of hers probably looks amazing naked."



"Yea. I'm with you there. She is really pretty." I waited a second and let that sink in. "Do you know if she's bi-sexual or a lesbian?"



"Dude. I don't know and I haven't asked. Nicole needs to enlighten us." He paused. "I know that Cynthia isn't interested in being with either one of us though; only Nicole, so we're S.O.L., buddy."



"Are you ok with Nicole being with someone else?" I asked.



Collin stared straight ahead. "I'm on the fence about that right now Nick. I would've preferred Nicole get my approval before being with anyone else, man or woman." He shook his head. "But I know Nicole didn't plan on meeting Cynthia and I have to admit that they seemed immediately attracted to each other. I realize Nicole's interested in being with a woman, I just didn't think it would happen so quickly."



"Well, I can understand Nicole being instantly attracted to someone." I paused and looked over at Collin. "That's what happened with you."

<hr pg="6" />Collin smiled at me. "Really?"



"Pretty much." I acknowledged. "Nicole was very interested in you, after only meeting you once, and that's turned out pretty good. I think she's a good judge of character."



Collin nodded and fell silent until we finished hole and got ready to start the next one. He turned to me, just before he teed off.



"Nick, I just wish it hadn't happened so quickly. The three of us understand the need for discretion and we've gotten to know each other over the last few months. None of us really know Cynthia and even though she seems nice, Nicole's taking a big risk."



I fell silent, while Collin hit his drive and then I hit mine. As usual, Collin's drive went about 20 yards farther than mine. The distance didn't bother me, but Collin's position on the fairway did, and he stood a good chance at taking the lead.



As we got back into the golf cart, I continued our conversation.



"Collin, I definitely get it. I didn't want Cynthia to meet the girls at first, but Nicole felt it was ok."



Collin negotiated his way down the fairway and I waited until we stopped, before continuing.



"Did you know that Cynthia pulled me aside to talk last night?"



Surprise showed on Collin's face as he looked over at me.



"Seriously?" He raised his eyebrows.



"Yep." I nodded. "She asked to speak with me privately and told me that she respected our privacy and wouldn't betray Nicole's trust. She said she wanted to see Nicole again and she wanted to meet the girls."



"Wow. That's kind of impressive, or creepy. I can't tell which." Collin laughed a little.



"I know right?" I laughed as well. "I spoke to her some more when I drove her back to her hotel and I have to say; she seems like pretty good people."



Collin nodded and we got out to hit our second shot.



"Didn't you speak to Cynthia?" I asked when get got back in the car.



"Yes of course, but I had guests and I focused my attention on them." He paused. "We talked, but we never had any privacy."



"Ahh. Gotcha." I said.



Collin and I finished the first nine holes and Collin lead by one stroke. Collin's confidence grew as we played and he clearly wanted to win today. There were still another 9 holes to play, so I wasn't worried yet. Collin's game had improved, but I was still the better player. At least that's what I told myself.



The beer cart came by and I bought us a couple of beers. It must be a secret rule for golf courses to use only cute girls to drive the beer carts, because every course I'd ever played had cute girls driving the carts. I bought the beers, but it was Collin that got the attention.



We teed off on the next hole and got back into our cart.



"Nick, how's it feel to be out of the chastity belt?" Collin asked.



Collin's tone of voice was light and friendly, but I started to get anxious about this conversation.



"It feels great Collin." I didn't know what else to say.



"Nicole and I talked about it and we both felt the panties and chastity belt together, were overkill." He looked over at me. "You can choose, one or the other, but you don't have to wear both at the same time. I still want you to call me and ask permission to have sex with your wife. Understood?"



"Yes." I said.



"I'm sorry?" His voice changed subtly.



"Yes, sir." I said with more conviction.



"Good. I'm serious Nick." Collin said. "You have to be in either panties or the chastity belt 24/7. That's non-negotiable."



I nodded my understanding.



"I also don't mind if you see Nicole in her underwear either, so that restriction is also lifted." He added lightly.



I smiled and responded. "Awesome."



"Nick. I appreciate your understanding and willingness to work with Nicole and me. We're all trying to find the right balance in this relationship and you've been very accommodative."



Collin held out his fist and we bumped knuckles.



"I understand Collin. It's been a journey for me as well and I'm still coming to grips with my role." I acknowledged.



A thought occurred to me and I looked over at Collin with a sarcastic smile. I waited until Collin tipped the beer to his lips.



"So, you going to require Cynthia to call you for permission to be with Nicole?" I asked slyly.



Collin spit beer out the side of the cart, choked and coughed a little as he tried to recover and keep a little of his dignity. Our laughter echoed over the course for the next few minutes, until it finally died down and Collin looked over at me.



"Are you fucking kidding me?" He barked another laugh. "First, your wife has a hot temper and she'd probably cut me off completely. Second, Cynthia probably would tell me to go fuck myself and then make ME, call HER, to have sex with Nicole!! No thank you!!"



When we finally calmed down, we got serious about finishing. We finished the current hole and I pulled even with Collin. The air between us got a little tense, as our competitive natures took over. The next several holes saw us match each other and we remained tied up to the 16<sup>th</sup> hole.



Collin stopped the cart at the 16<sup>th</sup> hole and looked over at me, a confident smile breaking out over his face.



"Nick. Did I mention that Nicole was fucking amazing last night?"



I gulped, took a deep breath and tried my best to keep calm.



"Is that right?" I asked robotically.



"Are you kidding me?" He laughed. "Did you see how she was dressed?"



"Yes." My mouth was dry.



"She looked hot last night, didn't she?" He smiled at me. "She loves dressing sexy for me. Nicole's got almost a whole closet full of sexy clothing that she wears just for me."



I returned Collin's gaze, barely.



"Dude, she loses control when we get naked." Collin continued confidently. "It's such a turn-on, to see her go from sexy girlfriend to wanton slut."



My heart rate increased significantly as I listened to Collin. I looked straight ahead and took silent, deep breaths, trying desperately to keep my mind focused. It worked a little, but my cock decided it really wanted to hear more and started to get hard.



"Nicole loves to suck my cock. She absolutely loves it man and she can deep throat the entire thing." Collin watched me closely, gauging my reaction, before he continued. "She always swallows too Nick. She never wastes a drop."



My head spun and I reached forward to steady myself on the dash of the golf cart. It took a few more deep breaths, before I looked over at him and smiled.



"I love hearing that Collin." He smiled triumphantly. "But it's not going to affect my game."



"Is that right?" Collin paused for effect. "Nick, you should know that Nicole offered me her ass light night."



"What?" I croaked.



"Yea. Your hot little wife, asked me..." He laughed. "Hell, she begged me to take her anally last night."



I looked down at my lap and asked. "Did you?"



"Tell ya what Cuck." Collin clapped me on the shoulder. "I'll tell you after you hit your next shot. Now do you want to go first, or should I?"



I motioned for Collin to take the first shot.



Collin got out and hit a good drive, but it was the old Collin. The drive soared down the fairway, but it sailed wide and rolled into the rough.



My legs were a little weak as I walked up to the tee. My breath came in ragged gasps and I had to stop for a second to catch my breath.



<em>Relax Nick,</em> I thought to myself. <em>Collin's been fucking your wife for a while. Get a grip. He's just trying to get inside your head.</em>



I stepped up and calmly took a few practice swings. One more deep breath, as I sought my calm center, and then I hit my drive. The little white ball flew dead center down the fairway.



<em>Fuckin A! Play time was over baby</em>, I thought excitedly



Collin and I didn't talk much over the next three holes. We were both completely focused on our game and I noticed tension slowly creeping into Collin's shoulders. We finished the 16<sup>th</sup> hole and I gained a stroke on Collin. I was now in the lead. There wasn't a smile to be found on Collin's face and he thrust his putter back into his bag.



It's a rule in sports that when your opponent is getting pissed, tense and it's affecting his game; don't say a fucking word. No advice, no suggestions, no debates; just keep your mouth closed. Your opponent won't hear or appreciate anything you say and it's likely that you'll just piss them off even more. As a result, I kept silent as we golfed the next few holes.



"I'm going to fucking beat you one of these days Nick!" Collin's said. Frustration filled his voice.



Collin mimicked breaking his putter over his knee, shook his head and then thrust it back into his bag. I'd won another round of golf, but anger came off of Collin in waves. I didn't want to make a big deal of it and besides, he was getting better. Sooner or later, I'd have to eat any words I uttered today, so I focused on riding next to him.



Yes, he played better today, but he wasn't in the mood to hear it. I drove back to the Clubhouse and we handed the cart off to the guys and carried our clubs to the bar.



Collin looked down at me. "By the way, I didn't take Nicole anally last night Nick."



I swallowed carefully and glanced around. We were alone at the bar.



"Good to know Collin." I said.



He laughed quietly. "Anal is fun, but it requires preparation. A lot of preparation."



"I didn't know that Collin." I added sarcastically.



"Well, now you do Nick." He said simply.



I hit Collin on the shoulder. "I'll buy the first round."



<em>Anything to change the subject,</em> I thought desperately.



"Cool." He said.



Collin and I had just walked in the door, when voices that I recognized shouted at me.



"Daddy!" Two voices yelled at me.



I looked around and saw Jasmine and April coming toward me, arms open, and I gathered them into a hug. Jasmine didn't usually hug me in public, so I figured Nicole must have asked her to; but honestly I didn't care because I'd take a hug from my girls anytime.



"Hey girls. Wow, thanks for the hug."



Collin got a high-five from Jasmine, that seemed to be their normal greeting now, and April gave him a hug and a high-five. They turned to me.



"Mom and Cynthia said we should come see how you two were doing." Jasmine said.



"Is that right?" I smiled at them. "Well, where is mom and Cynthia?"



We all scanned the bar area and then we saw Nicole and Cynthia standing just outside the Pro-Shop. They waved at us and we all started walking together.



Nicole gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek. She smiled and winked at Collin.



"Hi baby. We saw you and Collin pull up, so I sent the girls to get you." Nicole said.



"Cool." I responded.



"Hi Cynthia." I waved at her and she smiled back at me.



"Hi Nick. Hi Collin. How was golf?" She asked us.



"Nick beat me again!" Frustration laced Collin's voice.



"Aww. Poor baby!" Nicole said.



She stepped forward and gave Collin a brief hug. The girls laughed and Collin made a face at them, which made them giggle even more. Cynthia and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes.



I looked over at the girls. "So how was the Girls Day?"



"Awesome dad!" Jasmine added quickly. "We all got pedicures and mom let us get a manicure too!"



I wasn't sure I liked that and when I looked at Nicole, my concern must have been evident in my expression.



"Nick, they just got their nails buffed and shellacked. They don't have fake nails or anything."



"Ahh. I guess that's ok." I added reluctantly



"Relax dad." Jasmine gave me the eye-roll, while April continued. "Yea dad. Mom and Cynthia also took us to lunch at this restaurant where they have a big fish tank and we tried Sushi."



"Did you like it?" I asked with a smile.



Both of the girls made faces and laughed out loud. I wasn't a fan of sushi either and it looked like the girls took after me when it came to sushi.



"Cool." I looked up at Nicole and Cynthia. "So what's on the agenda for the rest of the day?"



"Well, can you take the girls back to the house with you? Cynthia and I did some shopping and I wanted to take her back to her hotel, so she can drop off her stuff." Nicole looked back at me and Collin. "Cynthia and I wanted everyone to get together tonight."



Collin had been silent up until this point, but he smiled and added.



"That sounds fun. We can eat at my place or the restaurant, if you want." Collin offered and then continued. "I'm going to head home, but why doesn't someone call me and let me know what the plans are for tonight."



"Sounds good." Nicole said and Cynthia nodded.



Collin and I exchanged a glance and nodded to each other. I motioned for the girls to follow me and we got started walking towards the car. I glanced back to see Nicole talking with Collin and Cynthia standing near the Pro-Shop, several feet away, giving them some privacy.



"Coming dad?" Jasmine asked and I nodded, increasing my pace to catch up with the girls.



"Ok girls, slide and let's go home." I said to Jasmine and April.



"Sure thing dad." The girls got in and we got started.



"Dad, that sushi was nasty." Jasmine offered and made a cute face.



"Yea dad." April concurred. "I'd rather have chicken sticks."



April always got chicken sticks, chicken nuggets, chicken strips, no matter what restaurant we went to, she always ordered the chicken.



"But you guys had a good time on your girl's day, other than the sushi? I asked.



"Yea." They both said at the same.



Jasmine and April looked at each other and stuck their tongues out. It was cute and I chuckled.



"How about Cynthia?" I asked curiously. "What do you think of mom's new friend?"



"Dad." Jasmine was the first to answer. "Did you know she used to be a professional cheerleader?" Excitement colored her voice. "Isn't that cool?"



"I did know that and it is cool."



"Yea." April jumped in. "And she took years and years of dance classes."



"Wow, that's pretty cool." I admitted. "Is she nice?"



Ok, I had an agenda and I just hoped the girls wouldn't pick up on it.



"Yea dad." Jasmine answered. "She's nice, but she's also cool."



That was high praise coming from my oldest. A lot of adults were nice, but very few were also cool. Jasmine had a pretty good bullshit meter and she easily saw through adults who were fake.



"Dad, can I try cheerleading?" Jasmine asked suddenly



<em>Fuck me</em>, I thought desperately. The idea of Jasmine wearing a cheerleading uniform didn't appeal to me.



"Jasmine, can I talk to your mom first?" I looked over at her. "I'm not saying No, but I need to get used to the idea."



"Sure dad." The smile on Jasmine's face told me she'd already discussed this with Nicole.



April giggled in the back seat. "What's up kiddo?" I asked.



"Cynthia knows all the words to all the songs dad." She laughed again. "We were all singing to songs on the radio, even the old ones."



Jasmine rolled her eyes. "Well, mostly mom and Cynthia sang, but April and I knew a few of the songs. Cynthia and Mom were funny."



Well, Cynthia had scored with the girls. They clearly liked her and surprisingly, I didn't mind. I shouldn't have been surprised though, because she said she had a son.



The girls filled me in on all the shopping they'd done with Nicole and Cynthia. Honestly, I tuned a most of it out, because women's fashions were beyond me. The girls ran upstairs, as soon as we stepped in the door, and disappeared into their rooms or the game room.



I checked the refrigerator and started to get an idea about dinner. Nicole probably wanted to go out tonight, but I wanted to make sure the girls had something fairly nutritional to eat. Just in case, I also called the sitter. The sitter offered to watch April at her house and I eagerly agreed. April would love spending the night with the sitter.



I called the parents of Jasmine's friend, to make sure we were still on for her spending the night. They were looking forward to having Jasmine and I let them know that I'd feed her before bringing her over. The girls would probably talk about boys all night. Jasmine fortunately didn't have a boyfriend....yet. It would happen of course, but not tonight.



The phone rang, as I sat down to relax, of course.



"Hello." I answered.



"Hey baby." Nicole's voice greeted me.



"Hi. What's up?"



"I just wanted to check with you, because Jasmine said she might sleep over at a friend's house tonight."



"Yes. I checked with her parents and we're all set. I'm going to feed her and then take her over to her friend's house."



"Cool. How about April?"



"Well, I called the sitter and she's available tonight, but she offered to have April spend the night at her house, rather than over here. Apparently she has to do some work on the computer and it's easier if April stays over there." I paused to take a drink of soda. "It actually works better that way, because we can pick her up tomorrow morning."



"Ok." Nicole paused. "Hold on a second Nick."



<em>"Hey...I'm on the phone.....Stop."</em>



<em>Nicole giggled a little.</em>



<em>"Stop...don't...mmmmmm....that feels good. No..don't take my panties off.......you are sooo bad."</em>



<em>Nicole moaned loudly and I heard a low laugh in the background.</em>



<em>"You don't want me to stop, admit it."</em>



<em>"mmmmm......" I heard Nicole gasp. At least it sounded like Nicole.</em>



<em>"Nick." Cynthia's voice was light, playful and full of lust.</em>



<em>"Your wife will call you back."</em>



The line went dead and I stared at the phone for a second, before I put the phone back on the cradle.



Nicole and Cynthia were enjoying their time together..... a lot. I found it extremely exciting, but I still worried. I loved the idea of my wife with another woman, but I didn't want her to get hurt.



No one knew where this would lead and a thousand cliché's crossed my mind; but they all boiled down to the same thing.



Buckle your seatbelt.



Hang on for dear life.



Enjoy the ride! 

