“Come on now, Lexi. We’re both adults.”
She just stared at him.
Emboldened, Adam ordered, “Show me your panties.”
“But that would be teasing, wouldn’t it? I’m not going to fuck you, Adam.”
“So prove me right. You know I love to be right.”
Alexandra gripped the dashboard and seatback tightly with both hands. She was flushed with adrenaline and it was the only way to keep them from shaking. It didn’t matter how bad of an idea this was. She did not care about the dangerous path they were going down. They were on that course the second she stepped into the SUV. Her legs slowly opened and she let her dress ride up. She found she had to change the way she was sitting, and unfolded her leg and placed her barefoot on the wide, low center console. She was completely exposed to him. Alexandra was so excited she thought she might pass out.
Adam almost put his seatbelt on. He thought it was the only thing that would keep him from leaping over that center console and on top of Alexandra. Thank god there was something in between them. The tiny scrap of black lace hardly hid her bare mound and he wondered if she shaved or waxed. Adam bet a woman like Alexandra waxed. She opened her legs even wider, showing she was completely clean down there. He swore he saw a strip of wetness down her panties. He cock felt like it was going to explode in his pants and he forced himself to look away, if only to catch his breath. Alexandra was breathing heavy and her eyes were lidded with lust. She wanted it just as much as he did.
“Do you like the view?” she breathed.
“It’s almost perfect.”
Alexandra laughed, surprised. “Almost?”
“Sexy as they are, those panties are ruining my view.”
“I bet you’d love me to take them off.”
“You know you want to.”
Alexandra did want to, that was the problem. She wanted those panties off and she wanted to shove his face down to her pussy. Adam probably knew what he was doing down there, unless he was too selfish. But oral would be wrong. So far, this was just teasing. They hadn’t even really kissed, not like last week. She could not take her panties off, it would be too awkward in the front seat, but she could…
Adam’s mouth moved, but no words came out. She pulled her panties to the side, stretching them to really get them clear. His reaction was worth ruining the expensive lingerie. The way he looked at her made Alexandra shiver to the core. She could feel his lust washing over her like a wave. It was a physical force in the SUV. And his lust fed her need. Alexandra was so horny it felt like she was dripping down there. He had to see it. She ran a finger slowly between her lips and couldn’t restrain her moan. She was ready to go. Alexandra needed to come.
“Uh, that’s better,” Adam stammered. He was usually much more confident with women, but Alexandra really had him back on his heels. This couldn’t just be all about teasing. He knew that just by looking at her. She was touching herself because she needed to, not just for his benefit. He summoned his bravado. “You’re so fucking wet, aren’t you Lexi?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, closing her eyes. Her finger still traced a lazy line up and down her lips. It felt so good to be touched.
“Show me. Show me how horny you are. Play with your pussy, baby.” His confidence was going. It went right out of his head that this was his friend’s wife he was commanding. Nothing outside the confines of that SUV mattered in that moment.
“Yes…yes…” she gasped.
Alexandra had passed teasing and was full-on playing with herself. God, she loved having an audience for it. Did Gary ever just sit back and watch her like this? She couldn’t remember. She would have to make him. It was the hottest thing ever. Touching herself for Adam was perfect, but she wanted more affirmation than his words and lusty glances. She stretched out her leg and planted her bare foot in his crotch. He was thick and straining at his khakis. It was just what she did not need to feel. Suddenly, all her thoughts were focused on freeing him from his pants and playing with it. But once she started playing with it, she knew she’d be putting it in her mouth, and then it was just a small step to… Alexandra couldn’t believe that she was contemplating cheating on Gary for the first time in their marriage.
“Christ, Lexi,” Adam moaned. He filled his brain with random thoughts—his fantasy team, cars, Stallone movies—anything to try and keep from blowing his load in his khakis. He wasn’t into feet, but Alexandra was damn good at rubbing his cock.
She smiled. “I need to make sure I’m not the only one horny here.”
“You know you fucking make me horny. If you’re not careful you’re going to make me come, too.”
“Is that what you want?” she asked.
Alexandra knew just by looking at him that Adam was as close as she was. He was rubbing himself against her foot to make sure she got him just right. And her fingers had her close to the edge. They slid between her slippery lips and were teasing her clit just enough to keep her riding high without coming. But she needed to climax. She needed it badly.
Adam unbuckled his belt and pull his cock out. He couldn’t take it any longer. The foot job felt great, but he wanted some skin-on-skin contact. He saw Alexandra was surprised, but that was silly. She showed hers—why shouldn’t he show his? He really hoped that taking his prick out would inspire her to do more than use her foot. Those pretty lips would look great wrapped around his shaft.
It was like he read her mind. Now Alexandra really did want to touch him. Adam was big, but that didn’t surprise her. In her experience, a lot of confident guys had something to back it up. He was a bit thicker than her husband, but size had never been that important to her. Thinking of Gary gave her a pang of guilt, but she still rubbed her foot along Adam’s length. It was so hot and smooth, though he could have used some grooming.
“Shit, come here, Lexi.”
It was not a request. Adam grabbed her leg and dragged her closer. It was awkward, even in the big SUV, and Alexandra ended up almost sitting on the padded center console, while her leg was bent back and her foot planted on the window behind him. He was lucky she was so flexible.
“Adam, no,” she whimpered, afraid he was going to pull her into his lap. It would be so easy for him to impale her on his cock—and she didn’t know that she would stop him. But no, he just took her free hand and put it on his prick. Her fingers instinctively curled around it and she started stroking him. He did not try to touch her pussy, but grabbed the back of her head and kissed her hard. Alexandra was dizzy with excitement.
“I want to hear you come,” he demanded, pressed cheek-to-cheek with her.
His hot breath was on her neck. His fingers were wound tightly in her hair. It almost hurt and she liked it. Alexandra rubbed her clit faster, just a little bit harder. She knew just how to get herself off quickly. She’d snuck fast orgasms many times over the years. Her other hand was busy jerking Adam’s cock and his grunting in her ear made her tug him harder. She was not going to be the only one coming.
“God yes! Oh God!” she hissed, desperately trying to keep quiet.
“Shit, Lexi!”
“Oh Fuck!” Alexandra cried, giving up on silence. Her climax was like a physical blow and her entire body tensed as it rocked through her. It was an incredible rush, and for a second, she forgot she was supposed to be jerking Adam off. She just held onto his shaft.
Seeing Alexandra come was even hotter than the many ways Adam had imagined it. He’d pictured her to be a screamer, so he loved her foul language. She was his type of girl. The only way that would have been better would be if his cock had been in her while she came. Alexandra trembled against him and she held his prick so tightly it was starting to hurt. He tried to get her to ease off, but she did not let go. Instead, she leaned back just enough so that she could look down at what she was doing. She started jerking him again, this time with a purpose. Adam leaned back too—he was awkwardly twisted in his seat—and touched Alexandra while she finished him. He groped her tits through her dress and u
nsuccessfully tried to pull it down to expose her. When that didn’t work, Adam pushed his hand between her thighs. Her smooth mound was soaked. He couldn’t believe how wet she was. He thought, God, I’ve got to fuck her! And he lost it that second.
Adam’s cum jetted up, staining Alexandra’s dress on the belly. His second blast almost reached her tits, and the rest of his load oozed out over her pumping fist, like a flow of lava. It was so sudden she didn’t have time to react or point him away. Adam knew coming on her dress was a mistake, but he felt positively presidential.
Alexandra watched his cum running down over her wedding ring and engagement diamond and felt a wave of guilt. It was hard to tell herself it was all harmless in that moment, with such a stark reminder of everything she could be risking. But the bad part of her looked down at her hand and thought it looked so deliciously nasty. She had not let that part of her off the leash in so long, and now it was singing inside her. She didn’t know what to make of her mixed feelings. Alexandra released his cock and looked for something to clean her hand.
“So that happened,” Adam said brightly. He couldn’t read Alexandra and was worried she might freak out.
“Yeah, that happened.” She found some napkins in the glove compartment and cleaned her hand as best she could. She also wiped at the DNA on her dress, but that didn’t help much. She was going to have to run right upstairs when she got home and clean up before Gary could see her. She forced back her guilt. “You realize we could be in big trouble, right?”
“Only if either of us is stupid enough to say anything.”
“You don’t feel guilty?”
“I know Maggie would be hurt if she found out, so I’ll never tell her. Did we do wrong? Yeah, we did. But I feel like we kept control of ourselves, which is something. Right?”
Alexandra thought of how close she was to losing control. She didn’t think he was any better than she was. If she had told Adam, do it, fuck me, she knew he would have been right on top of her. “We shouldn’t do this again,” she said firmly.
“Maybe not. I get what you’re saying, but you love to play around like this just as much as I do. Don’t deny it. Don’t backslide on me.”
“Maybe a little,” she conceded with a crooked smile. “But we should not be doing this stuff.”
“So you want to keep it to naked pictures and sexting?”
“Adam!”
He pulled her in for a kiss and she greedily accepted it.
nine
On the surface, it seemed like just another regular Saturday night dinner for the two couples, but everyone had illicit, sexy things on their minds. Each individual was not only tempted, but also afraid they had some tell that would give the game away to their spouse. How could they be expected to act normally around each other given what they’d been doing with the other spouses? Everyone had secrets and they all feared exposure.
Maggie kept flip-flopping between excitement and fear. Of course she couldn’t wait to see Gary again, but she hoped that nothing in their body language would give away that they’d been playing while their spouses were at work. For the first time, Maggie hoped Adam would be too busy drooling over Alexandra to notice what she was doing. This was going to be a barbecue by the pool, after all. Adam could never resist Alexandra in a bikini.
Maggie was exasperated after trying on every swimsuit she owned. She had a couple tankinis, but didn’t like how she looked in them. She went with a black tank one-piece, with green accents, that she thought flattered her. It sort of shaped her butt and didn't flatten out her chest much. Would Gary still find her attractive when she was next to his hot wife in their swimsuits?
Adam was in a hurry to get out of there and wished his wife would be quicker. She was usually ready before he was. Maggie came down and he swore there was something different about her, but he just couldn’t quite put his finger on it. It seemed like she was wearing more make-up than usual, and she’d done something with her hair. He saw so eager to see Alexandra it was a miracle he noticed anything at all.
Gary had a spring in his step as he helped his wife put everything out for their guests. He couldn’t wait to see Maggie again—especially after yesterday—and just thought it was a shame they wouldn’t find any time to be alone. He was in such a good mood that he didn’t notice how odd Alexandra was behaving.
As they had been for the past couple weeks, Alexandra’s naughty, attention seeking side and practical, moral side were warring. She had no idea how she was going to act normal around Adam after jerking him off in the car last night. Gary had not seen her dress when she came in and had no idea what she’d been up to, but she knew what she’d done. It bothered her, but not as much as she felt it should have. But none of that guilt stopped her from dressing to provoke Adam. She was shocked when Gary didn’t challenge her bikini choice. It was the raciest one she was willing to wear while the children were around.
Maggie and Adam plastered on smiles when Alexandra greeted them at the gate—but for very different reasons. Of course she looks like that, Maggie thought, taking in the leggy blonde. The translucent sarong tied at Alexandra’s waist barely hid her tight ass, which was hugged by a white trimmed black bikini bottom. The matching top covered her breasts, but they looked like they could struggle free at any moment. Maggie stood straighter, pushing her chest out. Alexandra hugged and kissed them both before ushering them into the yard.
Gary gave Adam an extra firm handshake, but his friend barely noticed. He only had eyes for Alexandra as she walked away. Gary felt no annoyance. He thought Maggie looked adorable in the little floral sundress she wore over her swimsuit, and he was able to give her a nice, lingering hug.
They fell into their usual pattern, with the women chit-chatting and chasing the kids, while the guys hung out by the grill and had beers.
"I never see you anymore, man. You've got to get Alexandra to give you a day pass sometime so we can go grab a drink," Adam said, slapping Gary on the back. He seemed unusually friendly, Gary thought.
"Yeah, sometime, if she gets home early enough. She's rarely home from work before seven-thirty or eight anymore. Now I understand how she felt when I worked."
"But you were in the rat race for years. You know how it can be. Work just never seems to end and if you're a five o'clock rocket you never get ahead."
"Yeah, you're right. And the work seems to make her happy."
“Listen, you don’t really mind that Lexi and I have gotten together for happy hour a couple times, do you? It’s just, you were my happy hour buddy and now you’re not there.”
“It’s cool,” Gary replied, though he didn’t buy for a second that Adam thought of Alexandra as a buddy. Adam probably loved the chance to hang out with her, especially given the way she dressed for work. Gary knew he should be bothered, but he was hardly in a position to complain, was he? He wished that there was a way he and Maggie could get out without the kids. “It’s better that it’s with you than some strange guy, right?”
"Totally. Besides, it’s not like you’re lonely. Isn't Maggie over here almost every day?"
"Just about. That doesn't bother you, does it?"
"Not in the least, man," Adam said, literally waving off any concerns. "You're a good friend and Maggie's my wife, if I can't trust you two, who can I?"
“Yeah, man. She’s safe in my hands,” Gary said uneasily.
Adam chuckled mirthlessly. “Besides, if you ran off with my wife I guess I’d have no choice but to sleep with yours.”
Both men laughed tensely.
Poolside, Alexandra corralled Connor and forced him into his swimmies, while Maggie did the same with her kids. Maggie had shed her cover-up.
"I've got to thank you again, hon. You've done wonders turning Gary into the perfect househusband. I almost wished we'd tried this arrangement years ago," Alexandra marveled.
Maggie thought the same thing, but didn't say it. "I can't take all the credit. He's just good at taking care of things. I think it comes natura
lly.” She watched Alexandra slip off the sarong and lower into the pool. When she touched the cool water her nipples puckered and poked through the bikini top like pebbles. Maggie glanced to the other side of the pool, where the men were sitting and talking. Although Adam was wearing sunglasses, she knew exactly where his eyes were fixed.
"I just hope coming over here to help him hasn't been too much of a burden. I owe you a massage at the spa next time we go.” She took Connor and brought him into the water with her. "Maybe next weekend we can get away."
"Maybe.” Maggie joined Alexandra in the pool with her own kids. She could feel Gary watching her and couldn’t help smiling. "But you don't have to treat me, really. I'm happy to come over. It's nice to have adult company and conversation."
"I should do something. You’ve been so good to Gary—to us."
"Adam said you picked up the bar tab last night."
"I guess that's a start.” Alexandra stiffened at the mention of the night before. She asked, "I didn't keep your husband out too late, did I? We just lost track of time."
"No, it's okay. I know you guys have a good time together. Besides, I'd rather he was at the bar with you. At least that way there's someone to report his behavior back to me.”
Maggie was pretty surprised when her husband didn’t come home until after eleven. He had obviously been drinking more than he should have if he was driving, and she wondered if Alexandra was just as drunk. Instead of being jealous, Maggie was relieved they’d spent the evening together. It alleviated some of her guilt. She had stayed at Gary’s when they found out their spouses were hitting happy hour again and she’d had a wonderful time. It almost felt like she and Gary were the couple.
"He was typical Adam. He was pretty much what you’d expect."
Maggie thought about her husband's roving eye and said, "I'd never expect him to completely behave himself. I just expect him to keep his pants zipped."
"At no time did I see his pants come off," Alexandra said with a tight laugh. They were never completely off, she insisted to herself.
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