“Hi.” I gave him a sexy smile as I side-stepped him and walked into the foyer. I made sure my ass was turned towards him long enough for him to get a good look. Then I turned back around.
“Thanks for letting me come over.”
“No problem. Are you okay?” He asked looking me over. I could tell by the look on his face that my ‘fuck me up against the wall’ dress had gotten his full attention. Operation Payback was now in full effect.
“Yea I’m okay now. I guess being alone in that huge house had me hearing things. The security guard said that everything checked out fine,” I lied. As I watched him, I begun to question why I’d chosen his best friend in the first place. Vincent was definitely hotter; from his coal black curly hair to his 6’2 athletic build to his lickable sun-kissed skin. And then there was the huge bulge in his pants. If it was any indication of what I’d been missing out on, then I was glad that life circumstances had brought me here. I licked my lips as I eyed it, not trying to conceal my admiration.
He cleared his throat calling my attention back to his alluring brown eyes. “I tried to call Brae,” he said. “I got the voicemail too. He’s probably in an area with bad service or something.”
“Yea that must be it,” I said in a sarcastic tone as I placed my hand on my hip. Vincent and Braelyn were super close, so my guess was that Vincent knew exactly where he was and why he wasn’t answering his phone.
“So, you want to just chill in the guest room until he calls back?” he asked. I noticed that he hadn’t commented on my snide remark. Even more proof that I’d been playing the fool while everyone else had sat back and watched the show. I felt the anger began to rise within me again. But I quickly silenced it. Control was key.
“So how long have you known about it?” I asked with a humorless smirk on my face.
“Known about what Amanda?” He sounded nervous. He even started fidgeting with the gold Rolex around his wrist. I stared at him for a few moments longer, until he diverted his eyes away from me.
“Sure the guest room is fine,” I replied ignoring his question. I turned and began to walk towards the living room. “Mind if I take off my shoes?” I stopped when I made it to the sofa, and bent over slowly to remove my heels. I could feel my dress rising up until it exposed the bottom of my ass cheeks. By the time I’d gotten my last shoe unstrapped, Vincent had rounded the table and was now standing in front of me.
“What the hell are you doing Amanda?” he growled. He grabbed my arm and snatched me up to a standing position.
“I’m taking off my shoes,” I retorted feigning innocence.
“You know I’m not taking about your damn shoes.”
My heart began to race as the contact of his hand on my arm sent an electric jolt through my body. I looked into his eyes. I could see the confusion. The anger. But there was also pure lust there too. This could only go one of two ways. Either he would give in or he’d send me packing. I was determined to have things my way. To have him my way. I stood on my tip-toes and gently kissed him on his lips. For a moment he held his lips to mine, but then he broke away and released my arm.
“I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing. But Braelyn is my friend. And my business partner. Do you know what kind of hell would break lose if he found out about this?”
I reached behind my back and unzipped my dress. Then I let it slide down to my feet. I was completely naked underneath. “My fiancé is somewhere screwing his latest conquest. And I think it’s about time that I have a little fun myself. Wouldn’t you agree?” I asked as I walked toward him. He grabbed my wrist when I reached down to touch his dick. It hurt a little, but that only turned me on more. I used my free hand to grab his. Then I pressed it to my left breast. With my hand placed over his, I began to massage myself until a moan escaped my throat. That’s when it happened.
He bent down and began to suck on my nipple. Yes! Yes! Yes! I screamed on the inside as I threw my head back and reveled at the feel of his hot tongue on my body. After he’d devoured both my breasts, he picked me up and hosted me above his hips. I felt the muscles in his shoulders ripple under me as I wrapped my arms around his neck for support. He used his free hand to release his dick from his pants and guided it into my pussy. Then he slowly began to tongue kiss me. The feeling was intoxicating. I began to grind against his dick, enjoying the feeling of every inch of him as he pushed in and out of me. He squatted slightly while leaning me backwards and continued to smash his dick into me, crashing into my g-spot until I screamed out in sweet agony. My pussy walls clenched around him tightly, contracting and releasing in the aftermath of the orgasm.
“I heard you like to be fucked in the water,” he whispered in labored breaths in my ear after a few moment of silence.
“He told you?!” I asked leaning back to look him in his eyes.
“He’s told me a lot of things, but he’s never told me how perfect you were naked. I just couldn’t resist you” he said grabbing a fist-full of my hair and leaning me back until he had full access to my lips. He kissed me deeply using his tongue to tickle and toy with the insides of my mouth. “Now go wait for me by the pool.”
When Vincent finally came out, I was sitting on the side of the pool wading my feet in the water. I looked up to see him carrying a food tray. His dick was swinging freely, as his muscular body moved towards me under the dim light. My body began to react immediately.
He sat the tray down in front of me and then join me in sitting by the pool. The tray contained and array of fruits, chesses, two glass of wine, and a tube with what looked like a clear gel inside it. My interest piqued immediately. I reached out to grab it, but he caught my hand.
“I heard you tried anal too but never really found a niche for it,” he said giving me a sexy grin. I felt the blood rush to my face in embarrassment. How much shit about our bedroom life had Braelyn let leak out? I tried to think of a witty comeback, but came up empty.
“No need to be embarrassed. He was just doing it wrong. You see, he’s always been the anxious type. But me, I like to take my time.” He held up the tube for me to inspect. “This is a numbing cream. It’s said to make the experience much more pleasurable. You want to try it?”
“Does it work?” I asked a little hesitant.
“Get on your knees and we will see,” he challenged. I rolled over, and then tutted my ass up towards him. The next thing I felt was his finger rubbing a cool gel on the outside of my anus. Then he began to push it inside of me; His finger going in and out of my ass in slowly steady movements. At first it felt very uncomfortable, but after a couple of strokes it began to feel kind of good. I felt my pussy getting wet even though he wasn’t probing me there.
After a few moments, he flipped me over and pulled me onto his lap.
“Now what?” I asked kind of disappointed that he’d stopped.
“Now I feed you until the cream does its job.” He lifted a strawberry up to my lips and I took a bite. Then I kissed him, pushing a piece of it into his mouth.
“Damn I think I’m liking this a little too much,” he whispered as he leaned back to look me in my eyes.
I smiled back at him and then slid down into the water. I had been wanting to taste him since I’d seen his big juicy dick bouncing towards me on his walk over from the house. I grabbed the wine glass and took a sip. Then I held it down low and dipped the length of his penis into it.
“What are you doing Amanda?” he asked me, his eyes bright with anticipation.
“Just try not to fall in love,” I replied as I dipped my head and licked the wine off the head of his dick.
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