Friends With Multiple Benefits

by Luke Young

  “You’ve got to let it go at some point.” Brian chuckled.

  “I know. I know.” Rob cleared his throat. “This is Brian. And that’s Brian’s brother Jim and his wife Victoria. They’re newlyweds.”

  “Congratulations,” Cherry said.

  After everyone had exchanged pleasantries, Brian whispered in Jillian’s ear, “Doesn’t she look familiar to you?”

  “What?” Jillian replied a little annoyed.

  “Forget it. I’ll tell you later.” Brian emptied his glass and motioned for the waiter.

  George said, “So, Jillian I hear congratulations are in order. You’re having a baby?”

  “Twins actually.”

  “Wow, isn’t that something,” George began. “You’re going to be busy for a while.”

  “I know.” After glancing at Cherry’s rigid nipples, which were blasting out of the thin material of her top, Jillian narrowed her eyes. “Cherry, how did you two meet?”

  “In Vegas,” Cherry began. “I spotted Georgie at the pool of the Hard Rock Hotel and it was like magic.”

  “So, you are gambling again.” Jillian shot him a sneer.

  “Oh, just a little bit here and there.” George gave her a wink. “I’ve found that my disposable income has really picked up recently.”

  “You mean the salary I’m paying you.”

  “Well, you could look at it that way.” George shrugged. “Ever since the trial and when you sold the movie… let’s just say life’s been a little easier with all the extra income rolling in.”

  Jillian sighed then announced, “This is some great country we have. You’ve really got to hand it to our legal system. I mean, even after I discovered him cheating on me in our pool, he’s still somehow entitled to half of my income… forever.”

  “Hey, I thought we were here to celebrate.” George frowned.

  “I’m just stating the truth.”

  “Wow,” Bridget exclaimed. “Is that really how it works?”

  “Yes, that’s pretty much how it works at least in the state of Florida,” Jillian replied.

  “Let’s not dwell on the past. I prefer to look forward.” George smiled and turned to Cherry. “Right, babe?”

  “That’s right.” The two lovebirds shared a kiss.

  Jillian mumbled under her breath, “Yeah, he’s looking forward to spending all of my money.”

  “What’s that?” Victoria asked.

  “Nothing.”

  Brian widened his eyes. “So, um what do you do for a living, Cherry?”

  She took a swig of her beer. “I used to do a little modeling, but now I’m retired.”

  “Huh.” Brian nodded then glanced nervously around the room.

  “Figures,” Jillian mumbled softly then she forced a smile. “I mean, that’s wonderful that you could retire at such a young age.”

  “I couldn’t be happier.”

  “I could really use a drink,” Jillian grumbled under her breath.

  Cherry turned to Jillian. “I’ve got to tell you that I just love your books. They’ve given me and big George here a lot of good ideas, if you know what I mean.”

  Jillian fought back a cringe. “Thank you.”

  “We especially enjoyed the tea blowjob thingy didn’t we, Georgie?”

  “We sure did.” The lucky man flashed his lady a grin.

  “Oh…” Cherry shook her head. “I know what I wanted to ask you, Jillian.”

  “I’ve read in the author notes about how your recent books are based on your real life experiences and I’ve read some of the earlier books. You know, the ones you wrote while you were still married to Georgie. Are those based on real life experiences also?”

  “What?” Jillian looked at her like she wanted to kill her.

  “Yeah, because there’s a part in Lovers Lost where the couple uses a Popsicle stick and when I tried that with Georgie, he didn’t really like it.” She shrugged. “Maybe I did something wrong?”

  Jillian gave Cherry a fake smile then turned to Brian and whispered, “Make her stop.”

  “Answer the question, Jillian.” George took a sip of his beer then motioned to the waiter. “Please tell them where you got the inspiration for your earlier work because I don’t recall the two of us, you know, doing a lot of, let’s call it, Popsicle experimentation.”

  “George and Cherry, some of my writing is based on real-life experiences, but almost all of my earlier writing I owe to having one hell of a vivid imagination.” She shot them a snarky look.

  “It’s nice to see a divorced couple who can get along as well as you do.” Cherry put her hand on George’s arm.

  “You think this is getting along?” Jillian widened her eyes. “Cherry, have you been married before?”

  “Sure, four times,” she began. “Hey, in my book, anytime the cops aren’t called you are getting along pretty well.”

  “That’s one way to look at it.” Jillian shot Brian a look.

  As more drinks and appetizers were served the discussion turned to the wedding, Bridget’s pregnancy, and Jim and Victoria’s wedding. After dinner, a lot more conversation, and a few more drinks, George and Cherry exchanged some whispers and private giggles and said they were tired. The semi-trashy couple headed up to their suite while Rob drove everyone else back to the house.

  Once inside, Brian mumbled something about not feeling well and rushed to his room. Jillian headed to the kitchen with Bridget to get a cup of tea.

  A few minutes later, Jillian entered the guest room and found Brian on the bed with the computer on his lap. Her gaze was immediately drawn to the explicit action on the screen. She scoffed. “I can’t believe you’re watching porn.”

  “I’m not.”

  She moved to him and shook her head. “Um, it really looks like you’re watching porn.”

  “But, I’m not.”

  “Okay, but that guy is naked and that woman has his penis in her mouth. I’m not a porn expert, but it really seems like porn to me.”

  “This is porn but I’m not watching it, per say.”

  “Okay, whatever…” She made a face. “I brought you some tea.”

  “Thanks.” He turned the screen toward her and gave her a look. “Check this out.”

  “If you want a blowjob tonight all you have to do is ask.” She grimaced. “I don’t need an instructional video.”

  “No, I’m not doing this to get a… but, wait, that would be kinda nice.” He smiled then shook it off. “Just look at the woman.”

  “What about her?” She squinted at the screen.

  “Notice anything special about her?”

  On screen, the woman was performing oral sex on a guy with a super-long penis. After focusing on the tip for a moment and running her hand along the nearly foot-long length of the monster, she pressed her mouth all the way to his groin and his manhood disappeared.

  “Holy crap, she can really, um, you know.” Jillian’s look of wonder morphed into a frown. “But don’t get any ideas. I’m not trying that again.”

  “I know,” he grumbled. “Look at her face.”

  “Oh my God.” Her jaw dropped open. “Is it?”

  “It is.” Brian nodded. “It’s Cherry.”

  “Hold on. I’ve got to get Victoria.”

  Ninety seconds later, Jillian returned to the room with Victoria and Jim. Victoria was wearing a sheer nighty and Jim was shirtless in a pair of shorts.

  “Show them,” Jillian said cheerily.

  Brian hit the play button and the new couple witnessed the extraordinary disappearing penis act. Jim grumbled, “This is fantastic. I was just about to get involved in something similar in the next room when your wife interrupted us. Why are we here?”

  Victoria made a face. “Um, if this is your way of telling us you want to swing then—”

  “No, look at the woman’s face.” Jillian turned to Victoria, waiting.

  “Yeah, okay, so she’s struggling to swallow his enormous cock so…” Victoria shrug
ged. “I can do that by the way.”

  “She really can.” Jim smiled.

  Brian grumbled, “That’s great for you both.”

  “It’s Cherry,” Jillian lifted her palms in the air.

  “Holy crap,” Jim said.

  “What? No way.” Victoria leaned in for a closer look. “That can’t be Cherry.”

  “Who can’t be Cherry?” Rob pushed open the door wearing a confused look.

  All eyes turned to Rob as he moved toward them. “Can you guys keep it down? Bridget is sleeping.”

  Brian closed the screen of the computer and wore a guilty expression.

  Rob asked, “What are you guys looking at?”

  “Should we tell him?” Victoria looked to Jillian.

  “I guess we should,” she replied hesitantly before turning to Brian. “Go ahead, show him.”

  Brian opened the computer and hit the play button. The scene continued with Cherry making some obscene and horrible slurping noises as she worked her mouth over the monster penis.

  Rob rolled his eyes. “So, that chick really knows how to suck cock. Big deal.”

  Brian said, “It’s your soon to be stepmother.”

  “What?” Rob’s jaw dropped open then he looked closer at the screen. “It is her!”

  “She is really talented.” Brian shrugged.

  Rob dropped back into a chair and shook his head. “Why did you show me that?”

  “We thought you should know,” Brian said as he clicked a button on the computer then read, “Cherry Lane, star of two hundred thirty-two adult films including, Gee I Swallowed the Whole Thing four through eleven and Face Fuckers two and five.”

  “I hate when they give away the whole movie in the title.” Victoria frowned.

  “Yeah, me too,” Jim agreed.

  Rob ran his fingers through his hair. “Geez, my stepfather is my best friend who I’ve seen naked more times that I can count and now I found out that my soon to be stepmother is a porn star… No wonder I’m such a mess.”

  “You know, Cherry is really wasting her talents with George.” Jillian held her hands up about five inches apart. “He’s only about yeah biigg—” She dropped her arms to her sides and shut her mouth when she spotted the look of horror on Rob’s face. “I mean, she’s wasting her talents, because, um, he doesn’t like oral.”

  “Everyone likes oral.” Jim scoffed. “That can’t be right.”

  “Shut up,” Victoria snapped.

  Rob sighed. “Okay, thanks, Mom. I think now, I’m going to be sick. How did you guys even know this? I mean, how did you find this out?”

  Jillian turned to Brian. “Yeah, Brian how did you know she was a porn star?”

  “What’s that?” He wore a put-on clueless expression.

  “Yeah, Brian. How did you know?” Victoria asked and all eyes turned to him.

  Um…” He raised his hands. “Hey, look, I was really lonely in college remember?”

  “Yeah, we all know this,” Rob replied.

  “And… and I watched a lot of porn.”

  “Okay…” Jillian rolled her eyes. “But you actually recognized her?”

  “I’ve got a good memory for faces I guess.” He shrugged. “Plus, it’s not every day you see something like that.”

  “Uh-huh.” Victoria shook her head. “Pervert!”

  “I’m the pervert.” Brian sighed. “What about your nun and priest porn?”

  “In some ways that’s religious.” Victoria held her head high.

  “That’s the complete opposite of religious.” Brian scowled.

  “Keep it down.” Rob waved his hands at them and whispered, “Bridget is sleeping.”

  “Sorry,” Victoria said.

  “I’m going to bed.” Rob rose to his feet then headed toward the door. He turned back and raised an eyebrow. “Unless there is some other nugget of information anyone would like to share with me other than my father’s penis length and his fiancées oral skills?”

  Everyone shook their heads no.

  “Are you sure?” Rob asked. “No video of Bridget doing a gang bang with midgets or anything along those lines that you’d like to spring on me?”

  “Nope.” Brian shook his head.

  “Midget porn is really disturbing,” Victoria began. Everyone shot her a shocked look and she added defensively, “I only saw one. It was a Snow White and Seven Dwarfs thing. You know the freaky part is that some of the midgets have full-sized—”

  “Okay!” Rob turned on his heels and headed for the door.

  The four couples spent the next two days touring the island and enjoying the amazing sites. Cherry’s outfits seemed to get sluttier each day if that were even possible. During one guided tour, the bus stopped at a roadside stand known for a refreshing special treat. The boys watched gape mouthed as the talented Miss Cherry went to down on a giant chocolate-covered frozen banana. And upon spotting her husband’s inappropriate awe, Jillian pinched Brian’s arm hard to bring him back to reality.

  On the fourth day, Bridget and Rob got married in a small ceremony on the beach at a luxury resort. The group enjoyed one last meal at a restaurant. George actually picked up the check much to Jillian’s dismay. The next day Rob and Bridget drove Jillian, Brian, Victoria, and Jim to the airport and Jillian was reduced to tears before they parted at the security line.

  6

  Soon after Brian returned home, he began spending a lot of time in his office with the door closed. He told Jillian he was working on a secret project and that he wasn’t ready to share with her yet. She suspected it might be some sort of gift for the babies, but that wasn’t even close.

  The expectant mother was busy with her own projects. She was starting a new book and struggling to deal with her morning sickness at the same time. With good days and bad days, she was attempting to uncover the source of her nausea. She forced Brian to throw away the soap he was using and even made him change his shaving cream. When the smells in the house were getting to her, she turned off the air conditioning and opened the windows even though Miami was in the midst of a mid-fall heat wave. Her accommodating husband was struggling to comply with her whims, and more importantly, desperate for a good night’s sleep in the eighty-plus-degree house. He was praying for both a cold front and some relief from his wife’s upset stomach. The weather broke five days later and Jillian had some productive writing sessions while her exhausted husband caught up on his sleep.

  A week later Jillian woke at just after eight, breathed in deeply, and smiled. The nausea from the night before seemed to be nothing more than a horrible memory. That was the good news. The great news was that she was horny—really horny. The sex between she and Brian had been somewhere between uneventful to non-existent since they went to Vegas in late September. It had been more than a month of her missing his touch and enjoying the feeling of him inside her or even licking her. Yes, even though she wasn’t a big fan of receiving oral sex, she sort of missed that too. She especially missed taking him in her mouth. Now, that she really enjoyed doing. There was something about that act. Being in total control and pleasing him. It was something she believed she excelled at doing.

  Turning to Brian, she found him curled up on his side and facing away from her. She lifted the covers a little and sighed. Her gaze traveled down his muscular shoulders to his adorable back then to his little boxer shorts which covered his cute little ass.

  She moved to him and kissed his neck. He moaned and stirred a little, letting out a soft, shallow breath. Running her hand down his firm abs, she moved lower to his flaccid penis. She rubbed her hand over it and slipped a finger into the hole in his boxers and brushed it over the tip.

  For a moment she considered pulling it out and licking it, but she didn’t want to push her luck. Chances are, at this time of the morning, after a night of sleep, it wasn’t shower fresh. Not that she didn’t sometimes like his scent in the morning, but in her condition, with her heightened sense of smell, one wrong move and the desire she
was currently feeling could fade away and be replaced by horrible nausea.

  She fished his penis through the hole in his boxers and gently caressed it while kissing his neck and shoulder. His eyes opened and said groggily, “Hey…”

  “Hey.” She flashed him a smile as she continued tugging on his now quickly growing erection.

  “What’s going on?”

  “I want you.”

  “Really?” His eyes widened. “You sure?”

  “Uh-huh. Can’t you tell by what I’m doing right now?”

  “Yeah, but you sure you feel up to it?”

  “For now I do. So you’d better hurry up.”

  “Okay.” He rose to his knees and tore down his boxers. She pulled off her nightshirt and slipped her underwear down her legs. He gazed down to her with his erection waving in front of him. “So how do you want to do it?”

  “On my side.”

  “Cool. That’s one of my favorites too.”

  She turned over and spread her legs a little. Slipping his hands between her thighs, he felt her and moaned. “Oh, God, you’re so wet.”

  “I know.”

  He brought his fingers to his lips and tasted her. “I really feel like licking you.”

  “Let’s not push it.” She craned her neck to look at him. “I feel like doing that to you too, but, you know.”

  “I know. I know. I read that about six weeks after you deliver we can start doing it again. I mean if you’re ready.” He bounced up and down nervously. “As soon as you’re ready I’m going down on you for like an hour. Just try to stop me.” He flashed her a mischievous smile.

  “Okay.” She chuckled. “Now, hurry up and put it in. I want you.”

  After positioning himself on his side next to her, he sunk deep inside her. “Oh, you feel…”

  He pumped his hips back and forth and her eyes fluttered closed. Reaching back, she took hold of his hip and coaxed him faster. “You’re so hard.”

  “Uh-huh.”

  She held her belly with one hand and lifted her leg in the air as he continued driving his length into her faster and faster. Suddenly, she cringed and rubbed her hand over the muscle in her thigh. “Sorry, I need to change.”