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“Rachel has me on double duty, that’s all. She is in the shower now. I had to get out of there just to avoid fucking her in the shower again…” he sips on his glass and looks at Jeff directly.

“You just fucked?” Jeff squeaks, finding it strange, because Brenton has never discussed his sex life before, not his sex life with Rachel, at least. This has always been the Holy Grail. It has always appeared to be sacred, and so Jeff is really surprised that Brenton so nonchalantly mentions the fact that his wife is a bit of a nymph. Jeff had never thought of Rachel this way before, but now that the seed is planted, he can think of nothing else. The frustration sees him pour himself another drink before he realizes that he hasn’t offered Brenton a refill.

“Boy did we fuck…” Brenton says. “At this rate, I’m gonna need a little help to keep my wife satisfied…” he continues, and then downs the contents of his glass. He pulls on his cock, and then looks at Jeff. He looks like he wants to ask him something, but he changes his mind. Then, after one more drink, he gets up and leaves. Jeff is left thinking about what just happened, trying in vain to make sense of the situation. There is no sense to be made though, because Brenton is really behaving out of character…

Chapter 5

Jeff spends the next day alone. He feels the need to get as far from the hotel as possible. Using his own credit card, he charters a boat for the day. He decides that he is going to do a spot of diving, just to get rid of some of the anxiety he is feeling. He is anxious about his life, and this trip has certainly highlighted a few things about his own life that he has, for the most part, been trying to suppress for a long while.

Now, on the island, there is no space for him to hide from himself. He hates it.

He sits on the deck as the boat makes for the open ocean, and he looks at the water, letting his mind wander. He thinks of all of the times in his life that he has avoided relationships, and of the reasons that he did so. Suddenly the reasons don’t make any sense to him, and he makes up his mind to be more open in the future. This will be easier said than done, but he knows that he has to do it if he is going to free himself from lusting after Rachel.

And Rachel seems to know that he wants her. He senses this in the way she behaves around him. Everything she does is an exaggerated flirtation, and he sees that it is this way with him, especially. There is an element of paranoia, but he knows that this paranoia isn’t misplaced. There must be fire, there just mustn’t be fire with so much smoke. He knows that she knows, and this bothers him somewhat. It actually bothers him a lot, almost as much as the fact that Brenton seems to be in on this suddenly. Jeff knows that Brenton, too, is toying with him.

Brenton isn’t even being secretive or sly about this situation. Not anymore. He seems to be determined to have Jeff notice his wife. Brenton seems to want to flaunt her in front of him, and not in the way that you would expect somebody who knows that he has a hot wife to do. It’s as if he does so to taunt and tantalize him, almost as though he were actually trying to tempt him. Jeff wonders what Brenton would do if he did successfully make a move on his wife. Wouldn’t that end their friendship?

There is a lot happening under the surface, it seems, but Jeff tries to forget about it. His feeling, his instinct has never been very good, so he isn’t sure if he is even correct in his assumption. But now, surrounded by the open ocean, he manages to forget all of this for a while. He dives into the water, relishing the stimulating rush it gives him, and disappears for the longest time underneath it. Then he surfaces, and swims around in the cool water, forgetting more and more the frustration of his life at the moment.

As the sun sets, Jeff gets back on the boat, and goes below the deck to jump under the shower. He stays under it for the longest of times, as the boat makes its way back to the mainland. He feels a little bit tense the closer he gets to the main land, but he has a few drinks in his cabin, and then a few more on deck. When he gets to the harbor, he is quite drunk. He doesn’t even care anymore if he bumps into Rachel or Brenton in the lobby, or if Brenton is waiting for him again in his suite. He really doesn’t care anymore.

In his hotel suite, no one is around. The door that adjoins his suite to the next one is closed, and Jeff isn’t sure if he is relieved or not. He wants to check the door, but he thinks better of it. He locks the door, instead, from his side, knowing that this means that they will not be able to come through now, not unless he unlocks it. He takes his shirt and shorts off and gets onto the bed. He turns on the TV, and watches the news for a moment, before flipping the channels, searching for a movie.

He gets up and gets himself a drink, and then thinks of ordering room service. He sips from his glass, and looks at the menu. Jeff really has no idea what he wants to eat, but he thinks that he needs to eat, and so he just settles on a cheese burger and fries. Then he waits for this food to arrive as he pours himself another drink. He chooses a western, not because he likes westerns, but because he needs to choose something to pass the time.

The door is suddenly moving; the handle is being turned. Jeff thinks it’s strange that the room service waiter would just open his door, so he grabs his wallet and goes to the door. When he gets there Rachel brushes softly by him, and steps into his room. Brenton comes in behind her, and then watches Jeff watching Rachel move towards the adjoining doors, unlocking them. Jeff smiles, and just as he is about to ask what is going on, the room service arrives. After he pays for the service, he closes the door and turns toward the room, to pay attention to his uninvited guests.

“What can I do for you?” he asks Brenton, and shifts his eyes to the double doors, watching Rachel undress. He isn’t sure if he is seeing correctly, but her dress comes off, and then her bra, and she makes no attempt to hide behind the doors, putting her tits on parade, apparently for Jeff’s benefit. Jeff really is tired of this game now, and so he just asks Brenton outright. “What is going on here? What do you want from me?” he asks, looking again at the double doors.

“Wanna get laid?” Brenton asks, looking at his wife too now…

Chapter 6

“What?” Jeff asks, looking from Brenton to Rachel. Rachel sits on the couch, and slides her red thong, seductively ,down her long, tanned legs., and parts her legs.

“I think he asked if you want to get laid, Jeff,” Rachel says, looking at Jeff through hooded eyes.

Jeff’s cock is hard, immediately. He is walking through to the other suite already, not sure if he isn’t just being played with again, but needing to get a closer look at Rachel’s nakedness. He has long imagined this moment, and even though this is not how he thought it would happen, he is going to take advantage of this situation for as long as he is allowed to.

He walks through the double doors, and Brenton follows him, pulling the doors closed behind him. The other room suddenly disappears, and the three of them are in the tiny living room of Brenton’s suite. Brenton takes his shorts off, and then his t-shirt, and soon the only person with any clothes on is Jeff. Again Jeff looks from Rachel to Brenton, and then he looks down at his underwear. After a moment, he pulls them off, and for the first time Rachel is completely exposed to him, and he is completely exposed to her.

Brenton walks over to his wife, sits next to her on the couch, and kisses her on her mouth, then on her neck. Then he takes a finger and puts it onto his wife’s clit, rubs it in slow circles, looking at Jeff now. Rachel is laying back, moaning softly, with a look of rapture on her face. Brenton beckons for Jeff to come to the sofa, but Jeff is still a little nervous. However, he moves toward it, and sits down on the left hand of Rachel, not sure if he should touch her just yet.

Rachel takes his hand, and puts it directly on her clit. Jeff, as soon as he touches the soft flower, goes completely white. He is breathless, and he holds his finger on her clit for a while before he starts to rub it in slow circles. Brenton looks at Jeff. With Rachel’s guidance, Jeff moves his finger into her pussy. It is tight but wet, and his finger goes all the way up into her.

She leans back in the sofa and watches as Jeff fingers her slowly. Then he gets a little more insistent, a little more aggressive, and Rachel parts her legs a little more. Brenton kisses his wife, and then places a hand on Jeff’s, slowing him down a little. He looks at Jeff, his lips still on Rachel’s. Then he moves them off her just to say “slow down buddy, we’ve got all night…” and then returns to kissing her. Jeff fingers Rachel for a very long time, enjoying every beautiful second of it.

Brenton gets up suddenly, and he lifts Jeff up with him. Jeff keeps his finger inside Rachel for as long as he can, but when he is standing up straight his finger has no choice but to come with him. Then Rachel leans forward, and takes Brenton’s cock into her mouth. His own cock jerks up and to the side, and then starts to drip precum almost immediately. He cannot expect that Rachel will put her perfect mouth on him too, but he can hope.

Jeff doesn’t have to wait too long. When her lips wrap around his head he feels like he is going to shoot into her mouth at any moment. But he doesn’t, and as he slides his cock into her mouth, all the way, deep into her throat, he suddenly doesn’t need to cum. He is too happy to just have his cock parked in her mouth, and he keeps it there for a little while. Then he starts to fuck her mouth slowly, and spills some more precum into her throat. She enjoys the taste of it, and throws her eyes towards her husband, smiling with her eyes and her mouth.

Then she sucks on him with the same enthusiasm that he is fucking her mouth, and they meet where the pleasure peaks somewhere in the middle. They seem to forget that Brenton is in the room for a minute, and this is okay, because it works for both of them. Then Brenton reminds them again that he is there, pulling his wife’s mouth off Jeff and placing it back on his meat quickly. Jeff is a little disappointed, and he watches as Rachel sucks on her husband too. They are, after all, the real couple in the room.

Jeff is in a bit of a haze, unsure if he is dreaming now, or if this is really happening. He tries to remember how many drinks he had, and he cannot, because Rachel is once again on his cock. She is licking his head, sucking on the first few inches of his curve, and then licking his balls. This is really happening, and he starts to wonder how her pussy will taste. With everything that is happening right now, the possibility that he will find out soon is suddenly very, very, very real…

Chapter 7

Brenton again pulls her from his cock, and bend her over the sofa. He sends his cock into her ass with just a coating of spit on it, and she doesn’t even flinch. She just takes it, and as he starts to thrust into her asshole, she looks at Jeff now, leaning over the back of the sofa, and smiles. Then she bites her lip and places a tongue on her top teeth, looking every bit like a porn star. Jeff wants to come close to her mouth again with his cock, but she is not in a position to do anything with his meat at the moment.

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