Enter the Bad Boy (Sweet Surrender) (6 page)

Catherine felt the soft warmth of the other woman's breasts. She opened her mouth to accept her tongue as their bellies pressed together, and she could feel Sarah's pubic hair through the silky fabric. They were exactly the same height and Sarah’s little bush was gently pressing against her own.

Catherine continued to return the softly passionate kisses as her pyjama top was being unbuttoned. She allowed the other woman to open it and expose her breasts. Then she was being kissed again as soft fingers were fondling her nipples.

"Is this okay?" Sarah whispered into Catherine's ear.

"I don't know. It feels strange," Catherine uttered.

Her top had slipped from her shoulders and hung from her elbows as she braced back against the sink. Sarah lifted her chemise and slipped it off.

"What if someone comes?" Catherine whispered excitedly.

Sarah just smiled and held Catherine's hips as she pressed her neatly trimmed little bush against the crotch of her satin pyjama shorts. She then very delicately pressed her nipples against Catherine's. She moved her shoulders from side to side
making their tight little buds to rub against each other and causing their tits to caress.

"Feels nice
, doesn't it?" Sarah asked as she kissed Catherine again.

Catherine moaned as she accepted the kiss and responded. Her pyjama top was being taken away completely and she wondered how far this was going to go
– feeling a little concerned and unsure of what she should do with another woman – how she should touch her in response – whether she should smooth her hair as she kissed her way down and opened her warm lips over one of Catherine's aching nipples.

She was about to say something
, to ask what she should do, when Luke cleared his throat with a bit of a chuckle. "Don't let me interrupt," he said apologetically.

Catherine jumped and quickly folded her arms across her breasts. Her face was on fire
. The guy was grinning as he looked her over.

"Oh, don't worry about him," Sarah giggled, but Catherine was very worried about being caught half naked making out with another woman. She snatched her pyjama top from the floor and hurried from the room and back up the stairs without stopping to put it back on.

Once back in bed beside her sleeping husband the embarrassment faded though, and the thrill of what she had just done warmed her belly back up again. And she was extremely wet down there and her fingers slipped in easily to find her clit was swollen, and she rubbed it a little as she remembered the feel of the other woman's kisses – just a little though. It was an interesting experience and very exciting but she didn't want to cum.

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Howard had no interest in fishing, so with the other guys out on the lake he was left alone with the women. Actually he was left alone completely for a few hours while the women went to the village to shop, but when they returned all three of them came out for a swim in the pool.

Howard la
y on a deckchair watching Catherine. She looked good and he barely glanced at the other two women as they sauntered around wet and glistening. Catherine had on a tiny white bikini with her nipples nicely on display as she lifted from the water and stood wringing her long blonde hair. The water was also dripping down her body and that drew his attention to smooth little patch of fabric stuck to her bare mound and camel-toed into the slit between her legs.

She must be completely shaved, Howard reasoned as he shifted to allow room for his cock to expand.

He imagined how it would be to go over there and sling her over his shoulder – maybe carry her upstairs and give her a good seeing to. She glanced over and smiled as that thought crossed his mind and he smiled back, deliberately looking her up and down, and causing her to blush and clutch a towel to the front of her body as she turned away.

Catherine's skin was fair and she didn't want to sunbathe. She had done laps of the pool for exercise and was planning to spend the afternoon up on the balcony with a book. She walked past Howard, feeling his eyes following after her, and she wrapped the towel around her waist, though she couldn't help glancing back over her shoulder and smiling to him as she went inside.

It was getting on in the afternoon when her husband returned to interrupt her quiet reading session. He had left before she woke that morning so there had been no opportunity to talk. He stood there grinning down at her.

"So Luke tells me you and Sarah
were getting it on in the kitchen last night."

"Oh god!
That was so embarrassing," Catherine cried, covering her face with her book.

"He said it was hot
…. Said he saw your boobs!" Ash went on with a chuckle. "Is that true?"

"Yes it's true."

"And Sarah was nude and you girls were kissing, eh? What was that like?"

Catherine shrugged innocently. "I don't know. It was different."

"Different in a good way?"

“Sort of good.
I was just curious, and Sarah knew what she was doing."

Ash sat down on the edge of the lounger and bent close for a kiss. "Does this mean you want to play around a bit?"

"I don't know. I don't think Barbra wants to – with you men."

"What – sh
e wants to with you girls but not with us?"

"Yeah.
She's a bit like that I think."

"Well the guys are hoping something will happen. Sarah's topless down at the pool right now but she won't roll over and show us."

"Sarah wants to. She said so last night."

Ash kissed his wife again. "And all the guys want to fuck you.
Which would be fine by me."

Catherine returned her man’s kisses and braced as his fingers worked into the crotch of her bikini pants.

"Are you okay with them all having you if things go that way?" he breathed into her neck.

"I don't know," Catherine uttered in response. "I don't think we should. I don't think I want to with these other women here."

Ash continued kissing his wife but she was pushing against his arm as he tried to finger her, and she squirmed away.

"Don't," she said. "It doesn't feel right."

"Okay, okay." Ash was still trying to paw at her. "How about wearing something sexy then – let the other guys have a look at your titties?"

"No, Ash! Stop it!" Catherine looked around to be sure no one was watching. The balconies were open and in plain view from each of the other bedrooms. "I just don't feel right with other couples like this. It's different!"

Ash was left alone on the balcony and decided to catch up on the few hours sleep he had missed that morning. Catherine not wanting to play around was unexpected but it was fine. It must be to do with the way the other women would think of her, or something like that, he reasoned. Probably not wanting to be seen as easy or slutty, which was understandable.

That night the party continued and Luke and Keith tried to get a game of strip poker going but Barbra refused and Keith had to back out, so it never happened.

In the morning a phone call came through from Sarah's mother. Her step father had suffered a stroke and she would have to go and get the kids.

Luke was getting packed to leave when Barbra offered to drive with Sarah.

"Fuck yeah! Are you serious?" he asked, appealing to his wife to agree, which she reluctantly did.

B
y the time Catherine returned from her jog the other two women were gone.

"Oh my
god, is he all right?" she asked about the man who'd had a stroke.

"Yeah.
It was only a mild one and he's an arsehole anyway," Luke explained.

"So I guess that just leaves you in the kitchen," Keith chuckled.

"Huh! You wish!" Catherine shot back at him. But she was suddenly feeling kind of vulnerable with four men all sitting around with their beers.

"So you won't cook for us?" Luke asked, pouting. "We're going to be awful jealous of Ash getting looked after and nothing for us."

"Well, I might cook if you behave," Catherine offered, feeling her cheeks flush.

"Behave?" Keith asked. "Of course we'll behave. We're proper gentlemen aren't we, lads?"

Catherine was leaving the room when all the men responded laughing and she felt their eyes on her butt as she walked up the stairs.

She showered and basically hid in her room all day before sneaking downstairs late in the afternoon to cook dinner. The four men were all showered, shaved and looking fine when she served their meals. She was cornered in the kitchen by her husband when she went back to get her own plate.

He cuddled up. "So are we going to play around now that the other women have gone?" He was quite drunk.

"Get off me, Ash! Go and eat your dinner and we'll talk about it later."

Catherine had put on a short stretch cotton dress and she'd chosen a sexy red lace panty and bra set. As she sat down with the men she admitted to herself that it was not what she would have chosen to wear if the other women were still there. The dress had spaghetti string shoulder straps and the top two buttons down the front were open, displaying the top of her bra.

Luke refilled Catherine's wine glass. "Well it's a shame about the girls having to leave but I hope it won't spoil the weekend for you?"

"For me? No. I'll be fine just relaxing and having a quiet time."

"But not too quiet," Keith suggested. "You're going to party with us a bit aren't you?"

"Of course you are," Howard added. "A few drinks and a few laughs. We need at least one woman to break up the bullshit – keep us from getting too silly."

"I'd like to have drinks with you men but after a few I might start to get a bit silly myself."

"Or you could come fishing with us," Keith suggested. "Or we could check out the nightlife in the village one night."

"I don't know about fishing, but you could all take me out dancing if you like."

"Hell yes!" Luke exclaimed. "But you have to dance with all of us."

Catherine smiled in response. "That's fine
. I love dancing."

"Well what about tonight?" Howard suggested
, smiling easily. "Did you bring a party dress to go with that pretty bra?"

Everyone stopped and looked at Catherine's bra, and she looked down at herself then lifted her eyes, blushing. "I've got a little black dress if you want me to wear that."

Howards cock lifted at the sweet submission in her tone. Luke was topping up her wine glass. Ash placed his hand at the back of her neck and rubbed a little.

"Sounds good," Keith said. "We could take my SUV
. I haven't had much to drink."

A little while later Catherine went upstairs to change while the men cleaned up the kitchen. She was giddy from the wine and decided she needed to slow down drinking if she was going to enjoy any dancing.

She slipped out of the house dress and stepped into the little black number, wriggling it up into place. She fixed her hair and makeup then found her stockings and heels and checked in the mirror. Her dress was a new one she had bought for the vacation. It was above mid-thigh and cut low with tiny shoulder straps. Her lacy red bra was again on display, and she giggled at herself as she pushed her boobs up for the boys.

She was feeling naughty but only 'so' naughty! They were, after all, the husbands of her girlfriends, and anything beyond a bit of flirting would be out of the question.

They were waiting when she went back downstairs, and she was seated in the back between her husband and Howard. Ash kept hold of her hand and the back of Howards hand rested against her thigh throughout the fifteen minute drive around the lake, making her belly tingle a bit.

It was a warm, sultry night and the village was alive with cafes and bars full and buzzing. They found a nite-club that was also full and alive with a small, over-crowded dance floor. Luke took hold of Catherine's hand and led her over there before they even had a table and drinks organized.

"You look good," he yelled into her ear, causing an imperceptible blush under the ultraviolet lights.

She moved into the music and Luke danced in front of her with his eyes lowering to her breasts as they jiggled about. The first chance he had to get hold of her from behind he grabbed her hips and ground against her firm little butt. He held her in place and she lifted her arms around his neck and wriggled back against him.

Then suddenly Keith was there dancing in front and Catherine pushed away from Luke to grind herself against him instead. But that gave Luke a better view of her legs, and of her tight little dress riding up her thighs and exposing a bit of the lacy top of her stockings, and when she wriggled down Keith's body causing him to grin like an idiot Luke could have sworn he got a flash of her red panties.

A
fter a few more songs the music slowed and Howard claimed her, holding her close and enjoying the scent of her hair and the feel of her pussy pressed against his thigh.

All the while Ash sat watching his young wife being passed around and rubbed up against. He also noticed that quite a few of the other men in the place were watching her, and that some of the women were also glancing over fairly often
– mostly shaking their heads, seemingly in disgust at the way she was allowing three different men to virtually feel her up.