The Best Man (22 page)

“That she does,” Serena said,
handing her a cup. “If you want cream or sugar, I’ll let you do the honors.”

Kitty sipped the coffee and shook
her head. “This is how I like it.”

“Why don’t you have a seat on the
couch?” Serena claimed the easy chair. “I assume this is not merely a get
acquainted visit.”

“We’re not exactly strangers.” Kitty
smoothed out the long skirt she wore. She’d been so accustomed with going
commando for Jared she’d forgotten she wore no panties until she sat down. The
long skirt would conceal her pussy from Serena, but that didn’t keep her from
tingling down there. “Do you watch all the women Jared brings to the ranch—when
he makes love to them?”

Serena’s lips parted slightly. “He
doesn’t bring that many here, but when he does, I do like to watch.”

“I see.”

“But they don’t usually know I’m
watching.”

Kitty scowled.

“I can be quite discreet. And we do
have a bank of security camera screens off this room.” She pointed toward a
door Kitty hadn’t particularly noticed.

“Security cameras?” Kitty chilled—had
she been spied on? “Where?”

“None inside the house,” Serena
cautioned. “Jared wouldn’t allow that. But these race horses are expensive, and
there is concern for corporate espionage. So there are cameras trained on the
perimeter of the house and the other out buildings, the stable,” Serena’s face
lit up, “and the tack room.”

“No…you watched us in the tack room?”

“You sit a saddle very nicely.”

What? How could Serena be so matter-of-fact?
“You could’ve stayed in here and watched the scene at the pool.”

“That’s right.”

Kitty leaned forward and wet her
lips. “But you wanted me to know you were watching?”

“You are quick. That’s right.”

“Why? Why would you bother? Jared
tells me you’re not into women.”

“I’m not—in that way. I do enjoy
watching a woman use her body to love a man, or watching a skilled man bring a
woman to the peak of pleasure.”

“But your voyeur joys could’ve been
satisfied without showing yourself. You haven’t answered my question. Why?”

“I don’t particularly care when
Jared brings his women here. That’s his prerogative. They go as quickly as they
show up.” Serena tilted her head to the side. “You’re different than the
others. I knew that even before I saw you. Jared’s being involved with another
woman has never kept him out of my bed—until now.”

“He wasn’t lying.”

“Lying isn’t Jared’s strong suit. And
you’re right, I wanted you to come and see me.” Serena sipped her coffee before
continuing. “I’m quite willing to share my husband’s cock with you.”

“Your husband?” Kitty squeaked. She
covered her open mouth.

“Who did you think was fucking you
so thoroughly from behind in the pool? Seth enjoyed it as much as you clearly
did. And as I said, I don’t mind sharing.”

“But…”

“But it’s not fair for you to have
two cocks and Jared just one pussy.” Serena pouted like a wounded teen.

Kitty giggled. “I think I’m
beginning to understand. It’s also not fair for me to have two cocks and you
one.”

“Exactly. Have you ever watched a
man and woman make love?”

“Not in person. Videos, of course.”

“In person is much better. You can
hear the soft purrs and flesh slapping flesh, and you can inhale the scent of
sex.”

“I guess your security cameras aren’t
wired for sound.”

Serena shook her head. “Not yet.”
She paused. “Savannah has a sleepover this weekend. She’s going directly to her
friend’s house after school. I’ll be cooking out for us tonight.”

“Too bad Savannah will miss the cookout.”

“I don’t want to drive you away. I
only want to share. For that to happen, we have to be comfortable with each
other.”

Kitty squeezed the bridge of her
nose as Serena rolled her skirt up to her waist, revealing a soft pussy line
with close cropped reddish curls.

“I’ve thought of going completely
bare like you, but I don’t know. What do you think?”

“You sure you’re not trying to
seduce me?”

Serena shook her head. “No, but if
we’re going to share cocks then we must be comfortable with each other’s
nudity. And as I’m sure you know, neither of my men wants his women wearing
panties any more often than absolutely necessary.” Serena frowned. “Didn’t you
compare notes with other girls like this when you were in school?”

“That was a long time ago. You’re
not going to want me to watch you masturbate, are you?”

“Heavens no,” Serena protested.
“Anyway, I believe you’ve already witnessed that. Not without at least one of
the guys with us. That’s one of my rules.”

“This little Garden of Eden
certainly has a lot of rules,” Kitty huffed, getting to her feet. “As for your
pussy, I think it’s quite attractive the way it is. Of course, if you decide to
trim more, it can always grow back.”

“Yours isn’t plucked, then.”

“No, I don’t like burning bridges
that much.” Kitty smoothed out her skirt, hoping the younger woman wasn’t going
to come over and want a peek. “So I guess I’ll see you this evening. Thanks for
the coffee.”

Serena laughed and stood, her skirt
falling back down to hide her crotch from view. “It’s not like I haven’t seen
yours. But I can wait to get a closer look.”

Kitty nodded and left without
further comment. She filled her lungs with mountain air as soon as she stepped
out of the office. And she thought
she
was comfortable living in her own
skin. Had she ever met anyone as comfortable with her own skin as Serena?

Plus, the woman had a very keen
sense for fairness. Kitty laughed, flashing on the image of the blindfolded statue
of justice holding the balancing scales in her hand. She’d never before
wondered if that woman was a redhead, or went commando.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Filling another dip bowl for their
picnic, Kitty listened to Jared coming down the stairs. She hadn’t talked with
him since he’d come back. He’d shouted
hi
and dashed up to shower before
Seth and Serena came over with the main dish.

Kitty rechecked the sauces and her specialty,
a salad. She’d already packed a cooler she’d found with soft drinks and beer. She
looked toward the kitchen archway. She was ready. She breathed deeply. At least,
she hoped she was.

Jared came to a sudden stop when he
entered the kitchen. “You are hot!” He moved across the kitchen to grasp her
hand and turn her about.

“You like?” she murmured.

“Why are we bothering with food? Sexy,”
he drawled, moving back to get a better look. “I doubt many women wear high
heels to a picnic.”

“I love high heels. And they’re not
too dressy, because they’re sandals.”

“They’re sexy. That’s all that
matters.” He reached out to touch a gold hoop earring. “Nice touch. I haven’t
seen these before.”

“Susan helped me pick them out in Seattle. I’m glad you like them.”

“They go well with the diamond belly
ring.” He kissed her forehead. “Have I ever told you how much I love your bare
midriff?”

She laughed and tugged on his shirt.
“I believe you have, but then a girl can never get too many compliments.”

He rubbed a thumb over her nipples. “Are
these ladies peaking for me, or are they dreaming about what might happen
later?”

“I’m not telling,” she said, trying
not to smile.

“And are you commando?” Jared didn’t
wait for her response. He slid a hand up her bare thigh and under the miniskirt
she’d selected with considerable care.

She leaned her head against his
chest as he cupped her mound.

“Damn, are you always so wet?”

“Lately,” she murmured, tucking a
hand between them to help him insert a finger. “Ah,” she moaned, clamping down
on his finger. “Going commando certainly has its plusses.” She wiggled against
his finger as he probed deeper. “So,” she said, eyeing him, “do you miss her
pussy?”

“What the hell?” Jared startled. His
features darkened and he tried to withdraw his finger, but Kitty held it firmly
in place.

“Don’t move. It’s okay. Do you miss
Serena’s pussy? I just want to know.”

Jared blew air through compressed
lips. “Why the hell do women ask so many questions?”

“Well?”

“Of course I do. I won’t lie to you
about that.”

“Thank you,” Kitty said, “that’s all
I wanted to know. Oops,” she backed away from a befuddled Jared, “sounds like
company has arrived.”

- o -

Jared tried to keep track of the
byplay between the two women as they set up the food table on the patio. Their
behavior reminded him of two pups circling each other trying to determine an
edge or weakness before attacking. While pups were usually just playing with
each other, he wasn’t so sure about the women.

He hadn’t had a chance to ask Kitty
about her conversation with Serena. Kitty had been too eager to ask her own
questions and keep him busy.

“I love your yellow diamond belly
ring,” Serena said. “It dazzles.”

“Thank you,” Kitty purred. “It’s a
gift from Jared. I believe he found it in Holland.”

“Oh.” Serena darted a glare at him
that could’ve melted ice cubes.

Jared was definitely not going to
start the grill until he knew they’d be cooking something other than him.

“Jared does have surprisingly good
taste when it comes to jewelry,” Serena added.

Jared groaned and swallowed hard. Surely
Serena wasn’t going to lift her short skirt to show off the pussy ring he’d
bought her. He grimaced when she slid a hand down her thigh. She gave him a
mocking grin.

“He’s also demonstrated decent taste
in women,” Serena arched an eyebrow at Kitty, “on occasion.”

Kitty laughed. Jared gave her credit
for not rising to Serena’s bait. Maybe Kitty wasn’t looking for a fight after
all. Seth gave him a questioning look and he shrugged in response. He wasn’t
about to get between the women at this point.

“Speaking of Jared’s taste,” Kitty
said, “I’m thinking a little appetizer might be in order before we start
cooking. Maybe we can clear away some tension at the same time.”

Unsmiling, Kitty stepped across to
where he was standing. She locked her gaze on his, undid the snap on his shorts,
and pulled down on its zipper.

“What are you doing?” he groaned as
she slid down to her knees.

“What does it look like? I’m
sampling a delicious appetizer.”

Jared wet his lips and closed his
eyes briefly as Kitty went down on him. Obviously delighting in putting on a
show, she was in no hurry. He stared at Serena and Seth, who stood as if rooted
in cement watching his houseguest claim her appetizer. Serena looked like she
was about to explode.

Kitty rocked back on the balls of
her feet and dropped him from her mouth. The sudden rush of cool air was
chilling. She used both hands to stroke him. She kissed the tip of his cock. He
saw her turn and beckon to Serena.

“You better get down here and share
this guy. I think he’s missed you as much as you’ve missed him.”

Serena smiled broadly and dropped to
her knees, murmuring, “Thanks.”

Kitty stood and kissed him full on
the lips. He tasted his own muskiness when she broke away. She smiled. “I
believe you’re in a warm place, and I’ve got another appetizer to try out.”

Serena took him deep into her throat
and he tried to keep track of Kitty, who quickly helped Seth dispense of his
shorts. He watched her plant kisses along Seth’s length.

“I never did get a good look at this
fellow the other day,” Kitty teased. “Well, at least not good enough.” She
cupped Seth’s balls and Jared watched his friend rise on his toes as Kitty took
his cock deep in her mouth.

“Jesus,” Jared groaned as both women
bobbed up and down. Kitty had been playing with all of them. Certainly she’d
decided to share him with Serena before they ever came out onto the patio. Vaguely,
he wondered how that boded for their future.

The surge started in his balls. Jared
clamped down and pulled away from Serena. She looked at him in surprise. “I
want to sample an appetizer too.”

“Oh, of course.” Serena rose to her
feet and kissed his lips where Kitty’s scent still remained. “It’s good to be
with you again. She’s a good woman, Jared.”

“I’ve noticed,” he replied,
spreading several blankets on the patio. When he was ready, he motioned for
Serena. Smiling, she stretched out on the blanket, spread her legs and then
spread her pussy lips. “Is this the appetizer you’re wanting?”