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  James was leaning against the counter sipping a beer and flipping through his phone.

  I could feel Derek standing on the porch behind me but they all seemed to still as Carina came close, like they were freezing into a tableau.

  She picked up my hand. Her palm was warm and soft and dry and made me embarrassed at my own clammy hand. “Did you like it?” she whispered.

  “Like it?” I echoed.

  “Did you like watching me kiss Sam?” Her eyes danced side to side from one of mine to the other, probing for the truth.

  “I… I… “ Her smile grew. “You did, didn’t you? It’s okay if you can’t say it. I don’t mind.”

  I felt any control I might have had slipping away. Was Carina slipping away, too? Should I reach out to her and tell her to just leave it at that and stop and that our marriage was fine the way it was? “Did you like it?” I managed to say.

  Carina bit her lip and nodded a gentle but eager nod.

  Her response hardened me with excitement. This was my wife I was talking to and she was telling me how much she liked kissing another man. “Do you want to do it again.”

  Carina snickered and let go of my hand. “Oh I’m going to do it again,” she said with a quiet laugh. “You want to keep watching?”

  The way she said, like I had no choice in the matter was even more disturbingly hot. She was sweet for having come over to reassure me but she was going back to Sam to do what she wanted with him.

  Nightingale.

  The word echoed inside my mind. All I had to do was whisper it and all of this would go away. Or I could keep quiet and see just how far Carina was willing to go.

  I could imagine that a kiss with another man, especially someone as handsome as Sam, would be exciting for her. But would she really take it that much farther? She’d said herself that she wasn’t going to do anything risky when I’d mentioned her birth control, or lack of it.

  This would probably be just some making out, maybe dance floor groping. I could watch and remember and have ammunition for jerking off for years from this. What harm was there in that?

  So, as Carina joined Sam in the kitchen again, I fumbled through the darkness and flopped down onto the couch to watch. I nearly had a heart attack when Sam, without asking, grabbed Carina and pulled her close, then shoved his hand up her shirt to squeeze her breast.

  Carina gasped and her back arched, pushing out her chest even further as Sam’s lips locked around hers again.

  Chapter 9

  Carina seemed so matter-of-fact about this violation of her space that had so far been only allowed to me.

  I don’t know what I expected. I guess I had thought that she’d be more shy about it or maybe apprehensive. Instead she was pressing her body against Sam like she wanted even more from him, like she wanted him to go further.

  Sam kissed her for a while, more forcefully this time.

  I could see his cock was already hard in the shorts he was wearing and that was as terrifying as it was arousing. The thought of Carina standing next to a man who was that hard for her was an idea I wasn’t sure what to do with. So I just let it soak into my mind.

  My own cock was rock hard and I couldn’t stop staring at the two of them as they kissed. I didn’t even notice when Derek came up next to the couch.

  “I guess this means you do have some kind of arrangement, huh?” he asked with a quiet snicker.

  I didn’t turn to him because I couldn’t tear my eyes off of Carina and Sam, just nodded and shuffled over so he could have room on the couch.

  Behind Carina and Sam, James had pocketed his phone and was now staring over at me and Derek. He arched an eyebrow.

  Derek lifted his hand out of his lap, stuck his finger out and this thumb up like it was a gun and shot at James with a quiet pow!

  One corner of James’ mouth twisted up in a wicked smile.

  “What was that?” I said, finally turning away from watching Sam feel Carina up. “Why’d you do that?”

  Derek furrowed his brow and held out his hands. “Dude, come on!” he said, as if I were being the world’s dumbest man at that moment. “A situation like this, you and your fine looking wife here and you think, what, we’re not going to make a couple of jokes about it?”

  “Jokes?” I whispered, turning back to watch the kissing couple again. “Jokes about what?”

  “Come on, Kev. This has porno written all over it, right? Tell me you wouldn’t do the same thing if it were someone else’s girl here instead of yours. I just didn’t know that you guys… swung like this, man! Holy shit! You think you know a guy… “

  Derek trailed off as he settled back beside me to watch the show.

  My ears were ringing and I could feel the blood moving through my veins. Porno? Situation like this? Derek was saying that they’d talked about fucking my wife even before any of this came up between Carina and I.

  A terrifying thought filled my mind. “Did you… did you ever joke around with Carina?” I said, unable to keep myself from sounding desperate for the answer.

  “What?” Derek asked. “No. Why the hell would we do that?”

  I exhaled a huge sigh of relief. I don’t know why the idea that Carina had somehow colluded with them to lure me into this situation had flashed through my mind but it had. It was a little paranoid, I know, it was just that if that had been the case it would have changed the whole dynamic of this thing.

  Carina gasping made me look up and another rush of terror and heat seared through me.

  Sam was obviously getting pretty worked up. He’d lifted her shirt over her head and his hands were behind her back working on her bra as he kissed her neck and chest.

  “Well shit,” Derek said next to me.

  I turned to see him smiling, one hand wrapped around what was obviously a sizable cock in his shorts. “Dude, it looks like Sam’s about to get down with your wife,” he said, turning his head and grinning at me.

  I don’t know why I smiled back. The situation was a lot of things but the last of them was funny. Involuntary reflex, I guess. I was actually terrified at what he’d said.

  I was pretty sure there was no way Carina would go that far. Of course what she was doing was already incredibly out of character but that would just be too much. Wouldn’t it? She’d never actually go so far as to let another man inside her.

  The tremor of fear that moved through me from just thinking that made my whole body shudder.

  Another man inside her.

  The thought of Sam’s thick cock sliding into her pussy flashed through my mind.

  Holy fuck.

  What a rush! What a totally mind-blowing rush of lust and fear all wrapped up in a tight little pill.

  I dipped my mind back into the thought to feel it again. At that moment Sam undid the clasp of Carina’s bra and her beautiful, round tits fell out.

  Carina who could be shy even around just me, seemed to not mind at all. It was almost the opposite. As Sam leaned down to worship her stiff nipples with his mouth, cupping her tit with a hand, Carina seemed… almost proud of what was going on.

  She was also completely lost in a world with Sam. As he closed his lips over her stiff, pink bud and sucked it into his mouth, she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer to her chest.

  As he sucked and kneaded her gently with his hand she closed her eyes and tilted her head back, then let out a low moan.

  I’d never heard her make that sound.

  Sam let her nipple fall out of his mouth with a wet slop before switching his attention to her other tit. He grabbed the dripping bud with a finger and thumb and gave it a twist as he took the other one into his mouth.

  Carina yelped but didn’t push him away.

  A shudder raced down my back. She was rarely so forgiving if I got a little rough like that. Her accommodation of Sam’s desire was as unsettling as it was arousing.

  I glanced over to see that Derek had started to stroke his cock beside me. He didn’t seem shy o
r weirded out by it at all.

  I was aching so hard that it was a relief to see him doing that. I reached into my shorts and wrapped a damp fist around my cock.

  When I turned back another hot burst of jealous lust raced through me.

  Sam had hoisted Carina up onto the table and stepped in between her legs.

  Not only did Carina not seem to mind, she put her feet up on the two chairs on either side of her, spreading her thighs for him so he could step in close.

  Sam cracked a smile and turned to look at me and Derek. “Look at that,” he said, grinning. “Hot to trot.”

  The guys all laughed at the wisecrack and Carina shook her head and rolled her eyes. Her cheeks turned red in a blush. It defused a lot of the tension that had built up in the room and normalized what was going on.

  Even I started to fell more comfortable about it, which was crazy given what it looked like he was going to do.

  Sam ran a finger down the inside of Carina’s bare thigh until it disappeared beneath the pleated white skirt she was wearing.

  I saw the moment he touched her pussy with it because Carina’s back arched and her jaw dropped.

  “Yeah?” Sam asked. “You like that? When’s the last time anyone but Kevin touched that pussy?”

  Hearing my name seemed to snap Carina out of her trance and she let out a startled gasp and turned to look at me.

  It was embarrassing being caught sitting on the couch with my hand down my pants stroking one out to my wife getting groped but it seemed to reassure her that everything was alright.

  Derek turned and gave me a funny look. “Dude… is this your first time?” he asked.

  I nodded because what else was I going to do but admit that it was?

  Derek smiled. “Alright, man. Alright. Hey Sam,” he said, turning back towards the kitchen. “Go easy, bud. They haven’t tried anything like this after all.”

  “No shit?” Sam said, turning and giving Carina an even more interested look.

  She let out a shy giggle, covering her mouth with her hand.

  Something had inspired Sam, though and he did something under her skirt with his hand.

  Carina sat bolt upright and her hand shot out to steady herself against Sam’s hard chest.

  “Yeah?” Sam growled. “You like that?”

  My guts choked up again as the slick sounds of Carina’s pussy lips splitting drifted across the room. I realize Sam had just shoved his fingers into her cunt.

  Carina put her other hand up on Sam’s shoulders and scooted towards the edge of the table. She spread her legs even wider and then, as if lost in the feeling of him inside her, started riding his hand, rubbing her pussy against it to try and make herself come.

  I had to start stroking myself. The achy itchy tickle that had been growing in between my legs wouldn’t be ignored any longer. I didn’t want to blow my load before I got my hands back on Carina but I had to do something.

  “Oh fuck, yeah! You like that. You like a nice finger fuck,” Sam said thrusting his hand in and out of Carina in time with her rub.

  A silence settled inside the cabin interrupted only by the occasional sounds of wetness coming from between Carina’s legs or a soft whimper as she got close.

  When she did get close she seemed to rise up off the table and settle completely on Sam’s hand. Her mouth fell open and she stared down at his powerful arm disappearing under her skirt.

  I’d never seen anything like it. I’d never felt anything like it. I felt like I was flying but not under my own control, as if someone had thrown me through the air and I had no idea where I was going to land or how to make it stop.

  Not that I wanted it to stop. It felt so hot watching that.

  Carina came with a shout, shaking from the orgasm she’d rubbed herself up to. As she rose up over Sam’s arm a trickle of her wetness dribbled from between her legs, spraying down onto the floor.

  Sam obliged her with his fingers until she flopped back down onto the table, then pulled his hand out from between her legs.

  Carina, suddenly aware of herself, put her hand up over her mouth and started giggling. “Oh my God, I can’t believe I just did that!” she squeaked.

  The guys all started to laugh and I joined in so that I didn’t look like a bad sport. I didn’t even notice that Sam had taken his shorts off.

  “That was nothing,” Sam said.

  Carina turned to look at him, his half-stiff cock catching her eye and making her look down.

  “What you’re really not gonna believe is this,” Sam said, grabbing his thick meat and shaking it at her.

  And holy fuck he was thick.

  His cock was probably eight or nine inches long and crawling with veins. He was cut and the head of it formed a perfect purple helmet.

  Carina was mesmerized. She sat still and stared at it wide-eyed.

  “I guess that’s bigger than you’re used to seeing?” Sam asked with a chuckle.

  James chuckled and shot me a glance and Derek chortled next to me, too.

  I didn’t want to be downer so I laughed along with them, even though it did sting a bit. I’m not obsessed with the size of my cock, I’ve done alright and besides, there’s nothing you can do about that.

  But it’s precisely because of that, because of the fact that I couldn’t change it if I tried that made the little joke cut under my skin. Especially since Carina just seemed so… I don’t know, taken by what she was staring at, I guess.

  “It’s alright,” Sam said, taking her by the hand. “You can touch it. It’s not gonna bite.” He guided her soft palm towards the rising rod of flesh and wrapped her fingers around it.

  Carina’s body bristled with excitement as soon as her hand closed around his cock. Her eyes darted up to his, then back down to continue staring at it. She started stroking it gently, her soft palm cupping it, the tips of her fingers running along the top.

  Sam stood and watched her rubbing him. He reached up after a while and pinched her tit again. This time he twisted it before letting it go.

  Carina yelped and jumped on the table. “Hey!” she snapped.

  Sam dismissed her complaint with a laugh. “Oh you’ll be feeling worse than that,” he said with a wicked grin.

  Carina stopped stroking him but didn’t let go of his cock. She stared straight at him, as if daring him to try it again.

  From the way she was looking at him I really thought that was it. I thought she was going to slap him across the face, put her shirt on and we’d be on our way home first thing. She had that fury in her eyes.

  Sam didn’t budge. His taunting smile didn’t fade. He didn’t step away, just stood there staring right back at her, his whole body saying what are you gonna do about it?

  It was a moment that ratcheted the tension back up in the room.

  Suddenly I didn’t know who I wanted to stand down. Carina wasn’t a wallflower and you didn’t just go pushing her over the edge to find out what would happen.

  Of course Sam had no way of knowing that but still. You’d have thought he’d have more experience with women that to go daring them to fight back like that, right?

  So when Carina started stroking his cock again instead of blowing up at him, I didn’t know what the hell was going on. I never would have gotten away with saying anything like that to her or twisting her nipple the way he had.

  But she started stroking his cock and even looked away from their stare first! It was the wildest display of submission I’d ever witnessed her perform.

  Sam, who hadn’t stopped smiling, reached out and twisted her other nipple.

  My eyes went wide as I got ready for the explosion Carina would surely have.

  She yelped but didn’t look back into his eyes. She kept her gaze down on his cock, her nipple blushing red from the rough pinch.

  “Yeah,” Sam muttered. “That’s right.”

  I shuddered and nearly stood up to say something. This was my wife, after all. Wasn’t I supposed to be standing up for her
in front of these guys?

  Just then Carina slipped slowly off the edge of the table and got down on her knees in front of Sam.

  My insides swelled up this time. What the fuck was going on? He’d just pinched her nipple when she clearly hadn’t wanted it so why was she even thinking about giving him a blow job now?

  Sure enough, her lips parted and she ran her tongue along them to moisten them up. She was still stroking Sam and she reached up with her other hand to cup his balls.

  My insides turned to mush as I saw her sway forward, the head of his cock nearly pressed against her lips.

  Sam brushed her hand away and took his own cock in hand. He lifted it up and slapped her across the forehead with it a few times. He cracked another wicked grin and looked around at the guys.

  No one laughed this time. Not Derek or James or me.

  I could feel their eyes on me, could practically hear them wondering whether I was going to do anything about Sam doing that to Carina.

  Why the fuck did he have to slap her with his dick like that? I guess it was some weird dominance game he was into but still. I felt a little humiliated by it and I was pretty sure Carina did, too.

  Not humiliated enough to do anything about it. When Sam looked at me he had the same expression as when he’d stared Carina down.

  What’re you gonna do about it?

  I looked away.

  Fuck.

  I don’t know why. I know why. I wanted… I wanted to see my wife get fucked by another man.

  Chapter 10

  I couldn’t be sure but I thought I heard Sam smirk before he turned his attention to Carina again.

  When I looked up he had a finger on her chin and had pushed her mouth open. Still holding himself with his other hand, he fed his hard snake to her, sliding it into her mouth along her pink tongue.

  Carina was staring up at him with her big eyes giving him a porn-star sort of gaze I’d never seen. For your pleasure, it seemed to say.

  Sam seemed to enjoy it. He fed her about half his cock before coming up against her throat. When he let go of himself Carina grabbed him again, wrapping her fingers around his shaft.