I untangled myself from her. She immediately slid into my arms on the couch. She didn’t need to ask for permission as she snuggled her body up against my side, pulling my left arm around her. This was how she came down from her high.
After a minute or so, she whispered, “I will get something to clean you up.”
Not sure why I did it, but I stopped her. I knew that I could allow this one act and it would make two people happy. So, I held her arm, shook my head, and looked at Christopher.
‘You may clean me with your mouth.”
He looked at me in shock for one moment, silently nodded, and then immediately slid over. I looked at Steph, who also was in shock. Her eyes were glued to Christopher as he pulled my wet, half-hard, and cum-covered dick into his mouth. My eyes never left Steph’s. This was for her.
She sported this stupid wide-eyed mesmerized grin as she watched Christopher work.
“That’s so fucking hot, Brent,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving Christopher and his thorough job of sucking me clean. The fingers of her left hand massaged the underside of her breast while the right gripped my thigh.
I felt Christopher’s tongue now licking all around my cock. It actually felt like he had covered everything multiple times — the length, the underside, his lips wrapping around me, his tongue sliding up underneath. He almost lovingly used his lips on me.
And yes, I enjoyed it. It may have been the power element, but at its base level the guy knew how to suck a dick. I could get hard again. He was very good.
“Now her, Christopher.”
My eyes met his as he stopped his work on me. He nodded, shifting over just a little bit.
Steph smiled at me, “oh my God.”
Christopher actually looked like he knew what he was doing with her too as he spent a bit more time cleaning her clit more than anywhere else. Each time his tongue also dug deep inside of her Steph let out yet another moan. She pulled my hand to her naked breast and had me massage her, her hardening nipple pressing against the palm of my hand.
She came again, her tummy spasming likely in sync with the walls of her pussy. Her one hand tangled in Christopher’s and her other squeezed my hand onto her breast. As she came down from her high, she turned towards me and captured my lips with hers in a deep kiss as she moaned.
“Thank you for this. You are amazing.” I smiled at her and her glowing face.
Christopher having finally finished up in his work, his face glistening with juices, meekly smiled at both of us as he returned to his knees.
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Christopher eventually left, leaving Steph at my place. She had a toothbrush and a drawer at my place — yes, it was odd for fuck buddy submissive best friends to actually do what girlfriends often do, but then nothing about our relationship was normal.
We were both rather tired, so we just crawled into bed, her naked body backed up to mine making me the large spoon to her small one. I wrapped my arm around her, across her stomach.
“Thank you, Brent. I know that wasn’t your thing, and so it feels like you did that for me.”
“I did, Steph.”
She pulled my arm tighter into her.
As we drifted off to sleep, I knew that I needed to tell her about that night with Caroline. I should have that night. Not sure why I didn’t, really. Maybe it was because I didn’t want to hurt her. No excuses though.
Her breathing shifted. She sounded like she dozed off. As I finally drifted off, my mind raced — between Stephanie and Caroline.
I woke the next morning almost in the same position, me spooning naked Steph, her holding my arm tight into her. I listened for her breathing. She didn’t breathe like she was sleeping.
“Steph?”
“Mmhmm.”
“We need to talk about something.”
She paused in her breathing, turning towards me without letting my arm leave her body. My hand ended up on her hip as she moved to laying on her back, her eyes now looking at me questioningly.
“Is everything ok?”
“Not sure.” She started to look worried. “Listen Steph, I have to come clean about something.”
She waited.
“The night at the club meeting where we went around the side of the house… ”
She nodded quietly. Usually she would be making innuendo-laden comments about what happened, but she seemed to be too worried.
“Well, I think I saw someone from work at the meeting.”
She looked like she was processing it. As she was very smart, it wouldn’t take Steph but a moment for her to put two and two together.
She untangled a little from me and sat cross-legged on the bed, facing me.
“Who was it?” she finally managed. I think she had gotten there.
“Caroline.”
Her eyes went wide, “you mean the ice queen control freak?”
I nodded. “She got spooked when our eyes met and she escaped.”
“So, the ice queen wasn’t looking for servants, she instead was looking for…”
I nodded. “I think so.”
“And what has she been like since then? Like at work?”
“Avoiding it. Avoiding me. Wears a mask. That sort of thing.”
She sat for a moment.
“So, she was the inspiration for what happened outside?” I nodded.
She looked at me for a bit, “How do you feel about all of this?”
How did I feel? I felt intrigued by Caroline. And Steph… Steph was always complicated. I felt bad about Steph. We were not exclusive at all, but this felt like I stepped over a line. In fact, I know I did.
“I am sorry, Steph.”
“Why?”
“I felt like I completely used you that night. In fact, I did. And that’s not our relationship. That’s not who I am. And certainly not fair to you.”
She seriously nodded. Knowing her as long as I have, I could tell she was a little upset.
“And how do you feel?”
She looked at me, “a little used.” Before I could respond she added, “so are you, like, going to pursue her? Because knowing you, I feel like you will.”
She looked like she had shifted to being on the edge of real vulnerability.
“Honestly, I don’t know. I think I would but… ” I paused. “But I don’t know.”
She nodded and then took a breath.
“I shouldn’t be upset, but I am. Just being honest.” I nodded in agreement.
She pulled up the sheet to cover her naked body.
I didn’t usually take Steph for granted, so I knew I had to make sure she felt like she was important to me. I would have to work that out.
At the core of it all, I knew her feelings were justified, and I was at fault. And my job to protect her? I had failed there.
As she held the sheet against her naked body, I reached out and took her hand, “I am so sorry Steph.”
She nodded, managed a surface level smile, and then headed towards the bathroom to clean up and head out.
Honestly, I was not sure how this compulsive pursuit of Caroline fit in with my important relationship with Steph. I mean, I had done nothing to pursue anything with Caroline, but if I did, would it be more serious or just a diversion? Things I needed to work through.
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