Page 19 of Be With Us: An Urban Foursome Love Story

Cassian stopped on the stairs suddenly, then leaned down and kissed his wife with such passion and love that she swooned, her legs turning to jelly as he held her.

As he pulled his lips away she felt dizzy.

‘I love you,’ he said, before they continued up the stairs.

‘You be careful who you go kissing with those lips tonight,’ laughed Emilia, still wobbling.

As they neared the top, they saw another couple heading into one of the side rooms. Not knowing what else to do, they followed.

As they approached the doorway, which was partially closed, they peered inside and listened.

Beyond the threshold were three young couples. The ones who had just arrived were still dressed in evening wear, but the other two couples were a little more relaxed. The two women were sat together, almost naked, entwined in each other's arms and kissing passionately as their male partners looked on.

The new couple that had walked in were stood near the door watching the two girls. Emilia observed the two kissing women stop and turn to appraise the new arrivals, and then nod.

It was as if they had approved this new pair joining in, and Emilia suddenly felt incredibly self-conscious. She found that she didn't want to go in, that she was too afraid of being rejected. But Cass was already opening the door and pulling her gently by the hand inside.

The fully dressed newcomers turned to look at them both and smiled. The woman was beautiful, and Emilia watched with surprise as she locked eyes with her whilst she slipped off her dress, letting it fall to the floor around her ankles, revealing a red lace baby doll and matching stockings stretched up to the tops of her thighs, but that was all. She wasn’t wearing any knickers.

She walked around to the other two girls, stroking their shoulders as she passed and then she straddled one of the two other men, biting his lower lip as she sat down on his lap.

Emilia’s face was a picture of shock. These women had all the control here, and it was incredibly intimidating. Her relationship with Cass had always been equal, she wasn't in charge and neither was he. It felt overwhelming to see these women employ such audacity and confidence, but it was also empowering and she admired them for it.

But it wasn't quite what she was expecting either, or hoping for. She wanted slow, she wanted sensual, she wanted warmth and love.

This felt raw, and powerful and controlling.

She turned back to Cassian and shook her head and started towards the door.

The couples inside paid them no more attention as they left, Cassian pulling the door closed as they came back out onto the landing.

‘What's wrong?’ he said.

‘I'm sorry, it was just a bit too much,’ she said, close to tears. ‘I don't want that. I want this, but not that.’

‘Maybe we could try a different room?’

Emilia nodded and looked down the corridor.

The first door they came to was ajar, and Emilia peered inside to find three naked couples already fucking. One of the women was sucking the cock of one man as she was being fucked from behind by another. Emilia closed the door quietly and kept walking, although she was surprised to find that she was now a little more turned on than she was before.

The next door opened onto a much tamer scene. Inside were another two couples. They were kissing what Emilia assumed was their own partners, but it wasn't clear and whilst the women were no longer wearing evening wear, the room didn't feel quite as intense as the first.

One of the girls looked up and smiled as Emilia walked inside, pulling Cassian after her, then she went back to kissing the masked man on the large sofa.

Emilia looked around, the room was as big as the ground floor of their house. It was lit by a mixture of dull red lamps and warm orange spotlights. In the centre of the room was an enormous four poster bed which stretched up to the ceiling and was surrounded on all sides by thin privacy drapes.

To the right of the room were two large deep red leather sofa’s which faced each other, and in the middle was an ornate coffee table bordered with stitched leather and mounted on what looked like the legs of a Stag. In the middle of the table was a bowl filled to the brim with a variety of condoms and lube.

Emilia stifled a laugh. The whole scene was utterly decadent and uncomfortably gaudy, but this room felt far more comfortable than the others and she didn't feel quite so self-conscious.

She took Cassian’s hand and with a heady mixture of anxiety, power and arousal, she led him over to the sofa.

As she drew near, she took a closer look at the other couples. The girl nearest the bed was tall and thin, and no older than twenty or twenty-two and from her new vantage point she could see that whilst she was kissing her bearded partner, her hand was also wrapped around his erect cock which she was stroking slowly as she moved her hips back and forth.

She paled as she realised what she was looking at and turned away sharply to see that the other couple were less clothed than she’d appreciated from the doorway. This girl was more petite but the man was built like a body builder, his shirt and jacket wide open and his chiselled chest bare and shaved.

As she reached the sofa, Emilia turned Cassian around and pushed him down with the palm of her hand and then hitched up her dress and straddled him. He held her waist in his strong arms as she bent down to kiss him, and she felt his cock growing between her thighs as she pressed herself against him.

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