( This story is a work of fiction, loosely based on an experience with an ex. When mingling, always play it safe.)
Water was life, and Fiona needed some.
She hadn’t seen her boyfriend in two weeks. He had been away on a business trip. The two had agreed upon an “Open Relationship” about a month prior. Fiona had been reluctant initially, but had agreed as long as they were always “open” with each other. On Edward’s last trip, he had partook in this new endeavor. He kept his promise of being open, but Fiona still couldn’t resist the urge to claw his eyes out when he told her the details of a drunken one night stand with some girl named Ginger at his hotel in Vegas. But after some time she accepted it, and this time in his absence….things had gone a bit different. Fiona looked at Edward as she sipped from her bottle of water. Still, she had trouble speaking at the moment. Much trouble in fact. She almost preferred the awkward silence, opting to maintain a nervous smirk on her face, as opposed to actually saying anything.
“So….?” Edward asked.
Fiona gulped her swig of hydration.
“So…..Jana and I went out and shot some pool.” She said, trying in vein to dance around the inevitable interrogation.
“You don’t shoot pool.” Edward laughed, gaining a scowl from Fiona. “Well…you try.” He backpedaled. “Tell me about him….Cameron, right?”
After a shrug of defeat, Fiona accepted the inevitable. She had to tell him. Such were the rules of a Poly relationship. He had told her of his endeavor after all.
“Jana and I were SHOOTING pool, and he came up and talked to me. Gotta respect that kind of confidence in a guy.” Fiona shrugged in matter of fact fashion and chugged at her water, still a little reluctant to speak.
“Ok…so some confidence, that’s good….I take it you obviously found him attractive.”
Fiona felt a tingle of nervous guilt shift through her body. Edward was prodding indeed, but she had trouble coming up with the words to do an answer to his question justice. She chugged again, looking at her boyfriend nervously. She could tell the anticipation was irritating him — if not downright torturing him. Fiona began to feel kind of bad on some levels, but on some other levels, she was actually taking some pleasure in it. Payback maybe? After her recent excursion, his confessions seemed kind of lame. He finally broke.
“Look babe, in an Open Relationship, we have to be upfront with each other, you know that. I was honest with you about Ginger on my last trip to Vegas.”
“Yeah…” She scorned. “A little too honest.” Fiona sighed. “Ok….so I had just scratched on the 8 Ball. I was pissed! Now I shoulda noticed that Jana’s eyes were lit up, and staring at something behind me, but I was so frustrated I backed up into him. Spilt his beer on him!” Fiona giggled. “Anyways….I turn around and there’s this gorgeous guy.”
“Gorgeous huh?” Edward asked.
“Yes…gorgeous!” She reiterated. “Fucking tall, oh my god. I think he was like 6’4 or 6’5 or something. Fucking swole to shit, but lean too. I thought he was a fitness model at first.”
“Ahh…like you?” Said Edward. Acknowledging his girlfriend’s own hard earned, and alluring physique.
“Ugh…aspiring.” Fiona corrected. “Anyways he’s not, he actually works in Tech like you.”
“Oh yeah, what’s he do?”
“He codes, he told me the name of the company he works for, but I forgot.”
“Too captivated by his looks huh?”
“That and the beer I’d just spilt on him, I felt bad….but…yeah…he’s fucking hot. I’m not gonna sugar coat that for you. Wouldn’t mind sugar coating him again though.” Fiona mumbled her last sentence in front of a long swig which drained her water bottle. But it was heard by Edward.
“I was wondering what happened to the rest of the cherry massage oil.”
Fiona laughed unapologetically, and shrugged. “Well it went to good use, Ill say that much. Literally licked every crack and crevice of each other’s bodies…and I mean EVERY crack and crevice.”
Fiona began to breathe deeply while she recounted the tale. Edward stood. She watched him round the coffee table of the living room, eventually ending up on the opposite side of the kitchen bar, and staring right at her. She felt like she was on a witness stand.
“You know…as much time as you spend in the gym, I’m sure you see plenty of hunky fitness guys. And as a guy myself….I KNOW they see you. But you’ve never seemed to take much interest. This guy must’ve really brought the game.”
Fiona contemplated Edward’s words. He had a point.
“But sounds like you tried some new things the other night.” He said.
Fiona gave a shrug of pure honesty. “He taught me things Edward….he taught me a lot. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone so purely sexual.”
Edward pondered this statement for a moment. Even showing a bit of insecurity briefly, before shaking it off. “Well…let’s get to the good stuff in a minute. Tell me how he managed to make it up to the apartment with you first.”
“I don’t know….wasn’t really much to it I guess. He introduced himself and we got to talking. I really liked how sweet and charming he was, a great talker. And we had a lot of the same interests too. He’s read a lot of the same books as me. So you know that’s gonna be a big plus.”
Edward rolled his eyes. “Sorry if I couldn’t endure the torture of ’50 Shades of Grey’.”
“I’ve read other books than just that one Edward! And he has too. Anyways, we just….clicked. And….ugh. He was just so hot, and I could tell right away we had chemistry. I felt bad for Jana, cause I basically just ignored her the whole rest of the night, but she didn’t really seem to mind. When we went to the bathroom together she told me to do it.”
“Do what?”
“You know what: take him home with me. So I did.”
“Y’all Ubered it?”
“No he actually drove. Drives a truck, a nice one too. I’ll have to admit it was a little more comfy than you’re Corvette.”
“Did he drive ok after drinking?” Edward was a little nervous.
“Yeah…” Fiona said. “He drove great actually. He’s a responsible drinker. Seems to be anyway.”
Fiona stared off and walked away from the kitchen, drifting towards the balcony. She paused on the circle rug just in front of the sliding back door; wiggling her toes on it’s plush fabric. She analyzed her figure in the glass which now cast a reflection against the setting sun. Fiona had to pause on the current topic of conversation. She didn’t feel altogether guilty on recounting her Poly adventure to her boyfriend, but it was awkward.
“Hmmm….my abs and my booty need a little more work.” She said. Fiona stood on her toes; lifting her shirt, and shifting her body in half assed poses in front of her own reflection.
Edward laughed at the rather ridiculous notion. “Anymore growth or definition on those, and you’ll set the whole complex on fire. I think you’re Onlyfans could attest to that.”
“Probably not for much longer.” Fiona edged forward and opened the back door.
When she stepped out onto the balcony she could feel a warm summer breeze that was welcoming against her deep tanned skin exposed beneath her purple tank top and shorts. She leaned against the rail and watched the wind blow against the tops of the park trees visible from her high rise. She loved her condo, and was grateful that her trust fund and Onlyfans could pay for it. Her mother had taught her to never neglect the fundamental emotion of gratitude. But the notion that Onlyfans would soon be toning down their format troubled her.
“Probably gonna have to get a real job soon.” She sighed, feeling Edward’s arms spoon around her.
“We’ll worry about that when we get to it.” He said.
Fiona gave a light moan of satisfaction and cradled Edward’s hands in her own. He could be a little overbearing at times, but she loved him anyway.
“Suppose you wanna know more don’t you?” She asked.
“Of course.” He said, as he moved her long blonde hair behind her shoulder, and gently kissed her neck.
“Mmm….you’re crazy.” Fiona laughed.
“Maybe a little.” Edward kissed with more vigor.
“You’re actually turned on by all this.”
“Guilty….so what happened once y’all got back?”
“Well….” Fiona began. “We really didn’t say a whole lot coming up in the elevator. But once we got in the apartment….”
Fiona hesitated. She could feel Edward’s hand climb slowly up to her crest, cupping her left augmented breast in his hand and gently massaging. Her pussy began to moisten. “Ugh…when we stepped in and I shut the door, it was all just….primal.” She hummed, while Edward ran his fingernails underneath her shirt and across her sculpted abdomen, clipping her diamond stud naval ring as he did so. It was becoming a bit of a struggle, but she went on. “We were like two animals in heat all of a sudden. I felt bad about spilling his beer on his shirt, but I didn’t feel bad at all about ripping it off him.” Fiona planted her hand against her face.
“No shit?” Edward licked at Fiona’s neck.
“No shit!” She purred. “I had to sweep his buttons off the floor later, when I finally had the strength to clean.”
“Wore each other out that much?”
“It’s kind of a blur, next thing I knew all our clothes were just….off. Oh my god his body…mmmm! He was tall and lean with just hills of muscle. I’m all sucking and licking all over him, he’s fucking strong! Next thing I know, I’ve actually got my legs wrapped around him in mid air, and he’s banging me up against the refrigerator.”
Edward stopped. “Did you use any protection?” He asked.
“No.”
“Fiona…”
“I know, I was drunk.” Guilt came over Fiona. “I’m on the pill, and he’s a standup guy. I went and got tested. Seriously, all the STD’s, even Covid. I’m fine.”
“That still wasn’t very smart. You’d just met the guy.”
“I wasn’t kidding when I said it was primal. But yeah, I know….you’re right.”
Edward kissed Fiona long and hard. He reached down between her legs and began to rub. Fiona staggered, holding on tightly to the rail, as she contorted her body into Edward’s, with renewed arousal.
“Then what happened?” He asked.
Fiona moaned. “After I creamed all over him and gushed all over the kitchen floor, we eventually made it to the bed. That’s when the oil escapade got started.” Fiona giggled with deviance.
“And you busted it out?”
“Yeah….his body’s just so gorgeous it’s like a work of art. I just wanted to lick it. His cock was fucking huge, but somehow….I got it all in my mouth.” Fiona could feel the bulge of Edward’s own manhood against her ass. She couldn’t believe how much he was actually enjoying her tale. “First time I’ve ever had my ass eaten out.” Fiona groaned, as some of Edward’s trademark gentleness turned into a brief squeeze on her nipple from her last statement. He then kissed her.
“Really….you weren’t lying about every crack and crevice were you?”
“Nope, and I ate his too.”
Edward stared at Fiona for a moment. “Well….his ass tastes pretty good I must say.” He said, acknowledging the kiss they had just shared.
Fiona laughed again. “We did anal.”
Edward kneaded in even harder. Fiona tensed as his hands went down into her shorts; his fingers streaking up and down her vulva.
“Thought you were adverse to that?” He asked.
Fiona’s voice began to heave, and crack. “Always a first time.”
“Did you like it? He used lube I hope.”
“Oh yeah…he lubed me up. But I was already pretty moist from the tongue play. It hurt at first, but then….oh god! It was amazing! Mmm…I fucking squirted. Shot all the way across the room almost!”
Edward was sucking vigorously at Fiona’s neck. He inserted his fingers into her pussy and went to work. Fiona moaned and hyperventilated as she moistened into her panties and through her shorts. Amidst her growing arousal, she could here her upstairs neighbors mumbling amongst themselves, she didn’t know how long they’d been standing there. Long enough she supposed. Fiona actually didn’t mind, and even smiled at the humorous notion of them hearing everything. She arched back into Edward, letting him nurture her for a little longer, moaning even louder to give the neighbors a better audible experience, before finally removing Edwards hands from her, and pushing him back inside. She slid the door shut behind the two of them.
Fiona stood in her living room staring into Edward’s eyes. He was sweating bullets.
“His stamina was fucking unbelievable.” Fiona continued, lifting Edward’s Polo shirt off of him. “We literally fucked until the sun came up.”
The now shirtless Edward stared at Fiona intently while she unhooked his belt. “Was he still here when you woke up, or did he let himself out?” He asked.
Fiona sighed uncomfortably and turned away, walking back towards the bar; leaving Edward’s jeans unbuckled, and forcing him to finish the job himself.
“Why do you keep asking me all this? Fiona’s eyes wandered gazing at the track lighting above the kitchen, in a confused state of both annoyance and arousal.
“Because I obviously want to know.”
A sinister glare came over Fiona, hearing Edward’s deviant tone from behind her.
“He took some paid time off from his job, and stayed for three more days.” She said, finally.
Fiona pulled off her tank top, quickly followed by her shorts, bra, and thong. After piling her garments on the bar, the naked Fiona turned to face her dumbfounded boyfriend. “I’ve never had that much sex in my life Edward. It was like being fucked by the gods. Fucking Zeus or something. I did things… things I didn’t even know were possible. And I savored every minute of it too.” Fiona pierced Edward with her hazel eyes. “Only question now is…..can YOU compete?” With a grin, Fiona turned, treating Edward to the sight of her sculpted bubble butt, as she strutted into the bedroom. She laughed when she heard Edward stumble in his attempt to follow her — trying to hastily remove his pants, no doubt.
Fiona had positioned herself comfortably by the time Edward made it to the bedroom. She lay under her silk sheets with her elbow propped and her head resting on her hand. She giggled at the sight of him standing in the doorway in a hopeless daze, and her pussy tingled at the sight of his rock hard cock. Not as big as Cameron, but certainly beautiful in It’s own way, and Fiona loved it. Edward was also no slouch when it came to maintaining his body. Even if he wasn’t quite the Hulk she had been manhandled by the past week, Fiona had missed her man, and right now she wanted him.
“You gonna just stand there dummy, or you gonna come over here and make love to me?”
Fiona grinned as Edward approached. Lifting the sheets for him, she sighed sensually when their two bodies met, and their faces engulfed each other in almost cannibalistic fashion, their tongues caressing. The arousal of Fiona’s scandalous tale had put them both in the mood. Fiona caressed the sinewy muscle of Edward’s backside, while they continued their passionate kiss. Eventually Fiona’s hands made their way down to Edward’s ass and she ran her fingers deep between his cheeks, which seemed to startle him; even prompting him to detach his face from hers.
“Fuck!” He exclaimed.
Fiona smiled with amusement, before taking on an aura of aggressive seduction. Bringing up one of her conditioned legs she reversed their position in the bed, straddling herself on top of him. Fiona glided her hands over Edward’s pectorals, and down to his abs. Kneading her hands up and down, and digging her long manicured nails into his flesh. “See if you can handle me now.” She said, with almost sadistic delight.
Fiona lowered her head slowly and began licking down Edward’s body to his pelvic region. His dick always reminded her of a lollipop, and she began to tease it as such. Licking up his shaft, and swirling her tongue around the head. Her skills in fellatio had improved dramatically after her recent experiences, and she could see this wasn’t going at all unnoticed by Edward. Fiona couldn’t wait to show him all that she’d learned, and was narcissistically proud when she heard Edward moan to the nether realms, once she inserted him fully into her mouth. She deep throated every inch of her boyfriend, without gagging once. She’d learned much from Cameron, including breathing techniques. Fiona sucked Edward long and hard, sinking and raising her head up and down in a metronomic type rhythm, her motion was perfect, and she was pleased with herself. But she soon felt Edward struggling to maintain, he was about ready to explode. Fiona popped her bee stung lips off of Edward’s cock, releasing him; but it wasn’t soon enough.
Edward erupted onto Fiona’s six-pack and beyond. She sighed, hearkening back briefly, and thinking of Cameron’s unbelievable stamina. She couldn’t even remember how many times he came and still rose back to the occasion. Fiona wondered if she’d perhaps tested Edward’s limits a little too far, too soon. She looked down at him, as he stared back up at her in wonder.
“Goddamn!” Said Edward.
Fiona shrugged her shoulders, and smiled; wiping away some of Edward’s payload that had found her cheek. “Told you I learned a lot.”
“That all you learned?” Edward’s tone resembled that of one lost in the desert longing for water.
“Hmmm….” Fiona hummed. She was in full control of everything now, and she was loving it.
“Perhaps….. all kinda depends on you I guess.” Fiona took Edward’s now limp cock in her hand, that she could already feel swelling again. Her hand, now, had a more than generous amount of Edward’s cum on it. Fiona released Edward from her grasp and brought her hand her face.
“Depends on if you’ve got anything left in you to find out.” Fiona sucked some of the bodily fluid from her fingers, smacking her gums and making what was equivalent to a whisky face. She observed a look of combined disgust, and excitement from Edward; and it had done the trick. He was rock hard once again.
Fiona reversed her body. Sliding her pussy up Edward’s frame till his face was smothered into her lips. As she knelt down and began to lick some more of the excess from his manhood, she grew impatient.
“Eat it stupid!” She said. She was delighted when Edward promptly obeyed, and felt his tongue caressing her clit. “Ahhh….that’s better.” She took Edward into her mouth and went back to work.
They 69’d for almost an entire ten minutes, although neither one of them would’ve known it. They were lost in each other. She felt as though they were two joined souls, sharing themselves; it was unbelievable. Fiona could feel herself getting close to climax from Edward’s tongue work; but he beat her to it…again. But this time she didn’t immediately release him from her lips. Instead she let him come in her mouth a little, before pulling off. She took the rest of it directly in her face, gasping and licking at the shooting fluid as she did so. Fiona was impressed that he continued eating her during his orgasm, but he still stopped short of her’s.
“Well…..that was quite the gusher.” She said. “Bleghhh.” She spat Edward’s cum from her mouth onto the sheets, which would obviously need a washing.
“My god, did you swallow that?” Edward asked in disbelief.
“No, but I definitely got some in my mouth.” Fiona sat up and wiped the sticky fluid from her face. When she looked down at Edward she was amused by the disbelief in his eyes.
“You learn that with him?”
Fiona merely smiled. Wiping her face with the top sheet.
“Most girls I know would be gagging their guts out after that.” He said.
“I’m not most girls Edward — not anymore, anyway. And I hope you’re not done. I haven’t even came yet.”
“I might need a minute, but I think I’m good for one more round.”
“You better be….”
Fiona went back down. But this time she kept her mouth from his dick. She instead licked at his balls, and her tongue eventually found it’s way to his ass. Fiona chirped a giggle amidst the process when Edward contorted, and moaned in shock at Fiona’s action. Still being still in 69 position, Fiona was a little disappointed he didn’t resume eating her — instead she had to use her strength attained in the gym to hold Edward steady while she ate him.
“Just let it happen baby. I gotcha.”
Fiona stayed in Edward’s anal region for a good while longer, even after she could feel that he had fully risen back to the occasion. Finally, she raised and turned her body and stared down at her awestruck boyfriend. She wondered if Edward perhaps thought he’d created a monster with the initiation of their Poly relationship.
Fiona stroked Edwards rock hard cock, eventually gripping it in a vice. “There it is.” She said. “Still think you can handle this?” Edward had no reply.
Fiona inserted his dick into her pussy, and began riding him as if she were possessed. She felt like a succubus pouncing upon it’s prey. Fiona moaned, finally achieving an orgasm of her own, while she bounced up and down on his cock, not breaking any of her rhythm in the process. She pushed down on his chest, making a diamond shape with her hands, and locked her triceps while she bucked her hips in an almost violent fashion. The two young lover’s moans of pleasure bounced off the bedroom walls. Fiona came twice more, before Edward finally seemed to gain a second wind of his own; suddenly lifting himself up and tackling Fiona to the other side of the bed. He flipped her over.
“Ahh….now we’re talkin!” She exclaimed.
Fiona’s toned, voluptuous ass, made a perfect heart shape when Edward put himself back in. Fiona was briefly disappointed once again, when he didn’t go for her ass, but the doggystyle was quite nice, and she had no complaints. Edward gripped tight on her hips, wile he rammed her from behind. Fiona had one of her pillows in a headlock. She came three more times — which would’ve been a record for her pre-Cameron days. She even squirted (if only a little) on the last time. Finally she felt Edward come inside of her, and the two collapsed into the bed, exhausted.
“Ugh….where the hell’d that come from? Look at you.” Said Fiona, slithering onto Edward’s frame. The sheets were soaked with sweat and fluid, as were their bodies.
“What do you mean?”
“That’s the hardest you’ve ever fucked me….like….ever!” Fiona giggled.
“Well….I got competition now, gotta keep my game up…..didn’t put it in your ass though. Probably should have….” Fiona pushed her finger against Edward’s lips silencing him.
“Don’t worry about it, it’s all good. What you did was more than efficient, trust me.” She giggled before kissing him long and passionately. “Now how does YOUR ass taste?” She asked amidst the kiss.
They laid there and time elapsed into oblivion, until Edward finally rose up. “I’m gonna take a quick shower, I gotta be at work kinda early.”
Fiona watched her boyfriend exit the room, grinning at the sight of his naked form. She stretched her body over into the soaked sheets, curling her leg up and thinking. After some meditative thoughts, Fiona slowly rose from the bed herself, grabbing her phone from the bedside table as she did so.
Edward was already in the shower when she entered. She needed one herself. Analyzing her sweat caked “sex hair” and the glistening perspiration on her body in the mirror, Fiona debated hopping in with him, but decided against it. She knew their wet soapy bodies pressed against each other in her spacious shower would lead to more….things. She didn’t want to keep Edward up too late, and she was pretty beat up, both from him and Cameron. Instead she sat on the edge of her oversized soaking tub, freestanding in the middle of the bathroom, and sponged her insides with a rag she briefly wet under the tub’s faucet.
“I’m gonna be sore for at least the next two days.” She said, walking to the sink. Fiona splashed cold water on her face. “Oh my god, gym’s gonna be hell tomorrow!”
“Then don’t go.” Came Edward’s voice over the sound of the cascading spray.
“Ugh…..I have to.” Fiona addressed her phone screen, unlocking it to check her notifications. “Good news is I don’t have to meet my trainer till noon, but…..”
The shower stopped, and so had Fiona. She bit her lower lip and looked at Edward as he stepped out, reaching for a towel.
“What’s up?” He asked, noticing the nervous look on her face.
Fiona swung her head back into the direction of her phone. “I don’t believe this.”
“What?”
Edward seemed a little on the oblivious side; walking into the living room to fetch his clothes.
“Cameron just texted me.” The words had some trouble escaping her.
“Really?” Edward’s tone from the living room suggested intrigue a little more than Fiona expected. Her eyes caught his now dressed reflection reentering the bathroom and spooning her still naked body.
“Mmm…don’t do that, you’re clean, I’m still all sweaty and icky.” She rotated her head while Edward kissed and licked sweat from her neck.
“It’s all good, I live just two floors down, got plenty of clean clothes to spare. Now you, my naughty little princess……” He nibbled at her neck, causing Fiona to giggle. “You planning on having a little anal night cap before bedtime?”
Fiona’s face raised in shock, she felt butterflies buzz through her stomach. “No!” She gasped. She was confused.
“What’d he say?”
“Just asked me what I was up to. You really are crazy, you know that?”
Edward chuckled. After all that you just did to me in the bedroom, and you’re calling me crazy?”
“Touché.” Said Fiona. “I’m crazy when the time calls for it. You’re crazy all the time.”
“Maybe a little.” Edward un-spooned her and made his way back to the living room.
Fiona shook her head. She set her phone down, leaving Cameron’s text unanswered — as was her custom when not wishing to respond to someone — and walked out into the living room to see Edward off. As she watched Edward put on his shoes, she cared little of the fact that she stood naked in view of her back door. The curtains were still partially open.
“I’m way too worn out for anything but a cold shower, maybe some Netflix, and some dabs. I’m fucking beat, for real.”
Edward stood and edged towards her with a smile. “It’s all good baby, I’m just fucking with you.” He pulled her in to his arms, one more time.
“Some times you make me wonder…you’re bad.” She giggled, and the two kissed. After a mushy farewell, complete with exchanging “I love You’s”, Edward left.
In the half hour following Edward’s departure, Fiona’s plans had done a bit of a 180. Netflix had become a chill Trap Mix, and following a very brief cold shower (primarily just to wash her hair), the sight of her luxurious tub had got the best of her, and she drew herself a nice, hot bubble bath.
Fiona didn’t regret her change of heart at all. She breathed in the sweet aroma of Almond Oil and Shea Butter, smiling as she sunk down deep into her bath. More relaxed than she’d been for a while: Fiona tried to wrap her brain around the whirlwind of a week she’d just had. As she stared up at the tiles on the ceiling, she contemplated both the pros and cons of an Open Relationship. The cons, she deduced, was the recounting of all the details of her experiences with Cameron that she could remember for Edward. Some of it she had begun to realize was just fuel for Edward’s libido, which Fiona found a little off kilter to say the least. But all that also led into the pros. She certainly was able to get her fair share of enjoyment out of the bargain. Indeed she felt a more sexual creature now than she ever had before. And Edward’s stark reactions to some of her newly acquired skills were….amusing, and in a good way. Fiona shuddered for a second, with the sudden notion that this was all just the beginning. She had to shake herself free of the thought. Choosing to enjoy the sanctuary of hot water, and soft bubbles, she closed her eyes.
Fiona was close to nodding off before her eyes were suddenly opened to the sound of an incoming text that blared above her music from the speaker. Reaching a soapy arm to the floor she blindly probed for her phone. When she found it, she expected a goodnight text from Edward, but it was something else; it was indeed, someone else. Fiona moaned with a sudden onset of stressed temptation. Of course her hard-earned state of relaxation would have to be disturbed just as it had begun. The text itself did nothing to alleviate.
“Hey, went for an evening jog around the park, coming up by your complex”
Cameron was obviously undeterred by the unresponsive hint of earlier. But this time Fiona did respond, with a neutral and rather generic: “Lol”.
“Would love to see you”
A surge shot through her submerged body. Is this really happening?
“Lmao, wru now?”
“Just coming up past your parking garage entrance.”
“I suppose….hit me up at the call box”
Fiona rolled her eyes, agonizing in disbelief over what she’d just done. She was running on pure instinct. She was weak emotionally — not to mention physically. But her phone rang from the call box before she had much time to consider this fact. After instinctually buzzing Cameron in, Fiona pulled up the door app on her phone, and waited for the inevitable, which felt like an eternity. Finally, the doorbell rang. Fiona pushed a button and let him know it was unlocked through the speaker. She heard her door open. Fiona opted to not speak to answer his calls for her. He’d be able to hear the faint music coming from the bathroom, and he’d figure things out for himself; it wasn’t long before he did.
Fiona drew in a deep, and bothered breathe when she beheld the gorgeous man now standing in her bathroom doorway. Cameron was clad only in a small pair of black athletic shorts. His bare, tanned, and muscled torso gleaming with sweat from his jog. When he looked down upon Fiona soaking in the tub, he smiled with amusement, and approached. He knelt down next to the tub, and comfortably folded his muscly arms on the edge right next to Fiona. He was now so close, Fiona could feel his body heat even over her steaming bath. Cameron looked down into her eyes, still brandishing his smile of amusement. Fiona was immediately lost in his gaze.
“Well….this is a surprise.” he said.
“Oh…how so?” Fiona shrugged, and with some effort, pulled her own gaze away from Cameron’s. She smiled while the water splashed, and the bubbles broke and popped; playing with her bath in an attempt to appear casual and unaffected by Cameron’s imposing presence.
“Well I wasn’t really thinking I would be the overdressed one.” He mused.
“Hmm….guess that’s what you get for thinking.” Fiona’s sarcasm was coquettish. “So how was your run?”
“Meh…broke a sweat. Went for cardio today. Weights tomorrow.”
“Ugh…me too, fuck you for reminding me.”
“Looks like you broke a sweat yourself. I take it your boyfriend got back in today.”
Fiona was a little offended. “Yep. Take it you peeked into the Warzone that was once my bedroom.”
“Indeed I did.” Cameron laughed.
“Shame on you.” Fiona pouted. “Walking in on a girl’s bedroom without permission….quite the gentleman.”
Cameron’s tone changed. “So…?”
“So….what?”
“You told him about us?”
Fiona sighed. Here it came again…the “Con”.
“Yup…I told him.” Fiona said staunchly, in an attempt to discourage Cameron from prying.
“How’d it go over?”
“A little better than I expected honestly….well….obviously.” Fiona laughed. “I couldn’t believe how much me telling him about getting fucked to the ends of the earth by another guy excited him. He’s fucking crazy!”
“Yeah, it is a little different. But these days….its not that out of the ordinary.”
Fiona admired Cameron’s experience, and words of wisdom. She rose a leg from beneath the soap hills.
“Yeah, guess I’m a little crazy myself.” Fiona wiggled and inspected her purple, bubble coated toes as she spoke. “Guess that’s why I love him.” She turned back to face Cameron after lowering her leg. “I do love him, you know.”
“I know you do.” Cameron said sincerely.
“Got to try out some new skills I learned from you on him though, that was fun.”
“Yeah, how’d he take it?”
Fiona giggled, remembering Edward’s struggles while she ate his ass. “He did fine.” She purred, rubbing her face onto a silken mound of suds. Cameron smiled and gently brushed bubbles from Fiona’s cheek. His touch made her pussy shock into state of attention.
“So, think my work might be done here?”
Fiona’s smile morphed into concern.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, sometimes you need to take things slow. Not always the best of ideas to jump into something new like this with both feet right away. You need to pace yourself.” Fiona was in a vulnerable trance beneath Cameron’s gaze.
“I told him you stayed three days. I was honest.”
Cameron looked at Fiona inquisitively. “I was here for five days.” He reminded.
Fiona looked away, pondering Cameron’s words. He was right. It had been five days. Five days she would never forget.
“Oh…guess I must’ve lost track. He still knows enough.”
“Look..” Said Cameron. “I jogged from home, but I don’t live that far. Maybe I should just get an Uber.”
Fiona looked back his way with a married look of both guilt and disappointment.
“You look so tired sweetheart.” His voice had deepened to a level that was nothing shy of seductive.
“I am.” Fiona agreed, kneading her hand into her shoulder. “I am so tired, and so fucking sore, oh my god!”
“That’s why I said pace yourself.” He chuckled.
Fiona continued on her neck. Pace herself? She had grown weary of conversation.
“Come on in…” She said. “The water’s…..hot.”
Cameron laughed as Fiona looked up and smiled. “You are something else, you know that?”
“Mmm…so I’ve heard.” Admitted Fiona.
The two stared at each other in silence for nearly an entire minute before Cameron rose. Propping himself against the sink, he began to casually remove his running shoes and socks; continuing to speak to Fiona as he did so. His words however — inane, bullshit chatter about his day and what not — were utterly lost on Fiona. She was far more focused on watching the gorgeous specimen of a man reveal the rest of his already barely clothed body. Fiona nearly salivated when he blew out a long sigh, removing his jogging shorts and ultimately peeling down his skin tight briefs, before tossing them on the floor. She was grateful when Cameron — still talking — made a half turn, gracing Fiona with a glimpse of his perfectly sculpted butt. His cock swung like a hanging limb of a tree, and shock overcame Fiona to think it wasn’t even hard yet. Memories of their previous encounters began to flood through her mind, and she was a bit nervous. Scared even. After the recent romp with her boyfriend in the bedroom, Fiona questioned whether or not she had the strength for hardcore anal, and God only knew whatever else an impromptu all nighter with her Adonis beast-toy might hold in store.
But that would all be answered soon enough. Right now, all Fiona could think of was slipping around in the bubbles with the awesomeness that now approached. Her eyes followed Cameron’s naked, dark, muscled body all the way to the other end of the tub, till it made a deep plunking sound as it joined her in the decadent bubble bath. She felt his iron legs slide down against her own.
Fiona grinned from ear to ear.