When she heard the other man groan and felt the head of his penis press at her vulva, she smiled around Jared’s cock. She held steady and the man pushed forward, sinking his shaft into her channel. Jared’s cock muffled her groan.
She waggled her rump, becoming comfortable with this new cock. Then when she was ready, she bobbed her mouth up and down Jared’s shaft. He laced his fingers in her hair. The man behind her grabbed her by the thighs and hoisted her as if he was holding a wheel barrel. She was suspended on two cocks, with water supporting much of her weight. And then the water roiled as the man behind her began fucking in earnest. Each time he slammed into her she sank farther down Jared’s cock. If there was ever going to be finesse among the three of them, it had already happened.
The man behind eased a little to time his thrusts with her movements along Jared’s cock. When she slowed, so did he. When she quickened, he quickened too. Kitty mewled, breathing haphazardly through her nose.
She caught movement out of the corner of her eye. She started to lift off of Jared but he held her head firmly in place. The man behind her no longer followed her pace. His fingers dug into her thighs. She could feel his cock expanding.
Kitty lost herself with both cocks but couldn’t completely ignore the redheaded Serena, sitting on the edge of a lounge chair, bringing herself off. Serena’s fingers became a blur. The man behind her bellowed and pulled out to splatter warm come over her backside. Her feet again touched the bottom of the pool.
“Now me,” Jared grunted, helping propel her head up and down his cock. “Oh hell,” he hollered.
Fingers from behind clawed at her clit as Jared filled her throat. She dropped Jared and buried her head in his lap as she quivered and quaked. “Oh my God,” she whimpered, trying not to lose awareness.
She opened and shut her eyes, breathed through her straining nostrils, and stood. She glanced at the patio chairs. Serena was nowhere to be seen.
The man who had been behind her was pulling himself up out of the pool. Without a word or a glance, he slipped into his worn jeans and left.
“What the hell?” she said, looking at Jared.
He held out a hand and helped her out of the pool. “You enjoyed?” he asked.
“Yes, but…”
“Ssh,” he said, slanting a finger across her lips. “Let it be. Just accept. You know what curiosity did to the cat.”
Jared helped her to a blanket. Her heart still beat rapidly and she continued to gulp in air.
He lay down beside her and snuggled tight. “You’re something real special,” he murmured, drying her with another bath towel.
She couldn’t hold off sleep. There was so much to sort out, but she didn’t have the energy to think and certainly not to mentally fence with Jared.
She let herself go, trusting her world wouldn’t be any more confused when she woke from her nap. She clenched her butt, which still throbbed. Damn, she was a glutton for two cocks.
- o -
Jared held Kitty close. She’d rolled away from him as soon as they’d gone to bed. He realized neither one of them likely wanted another bout of lovemaking, but Kitty had been rather quiet since the late afternoon encounter in the pool. She’d surprised him with her lack of questions.
When they were finished in the pool she’d looked as sated as he’d ever seen her. That, in itself, was noteworthy.
He dropped a kiss on her shoulder. “I know you’re still awake.”
She shrugged.
He hoisted a leg over hers and ground his semi-hard cock against her rump.
“I’m done for the day,” she murmured, not turning to face him.
“I know. So am I. Just letting you know he’ll be around when you want him next.”
“Did you know she was on the patio watching, finger fucking herself?”
Jared stiffened. So that was it. He didn’t have eyes in the back of his head, and he hadn’t heard Serena come onto the patio. He probably wouldn’t have heard a Mack truck, with all the splashing in the water and the throbbing in his head. “I didn’t know she was there, but Serena does like to watch.”
“I’m not into women.”
“You told me before. Neither is Serena.”
After a prolonged silence, Kitty murmured, “Oh.”
Jared couldn’t tell if she was surprised or disappointed.
“So I guess exclusive only applies for you when you’re away from the ranch.”
He was surprised by the pain lacing Kitty’s tone. He slid his tongue along her collarbone before responding. She shivered and he smiled. “You’re jumping to conclusions. I haven’t been with Serena since we agreed to remain exclusive for the time being. I must admit I was beginning to wonder if that agreement held, after you didn’t call.”
“And you haven’t fucked Serena since before…?”
“Ask her, if you want. She’s not thrilled about that.”
Kitty emitted a soft giggle. “I suppose not.”
“Any more questions?”
“Who’s Savannah’s father?”
Jared tried to keep tension out of his voice and his body. “Does that matter?”
“Probably not. Just curious.”
“Thought we talked about you and your penchant for curiosity. To answer your question, we decided we didn’t want to know. Now,” he said evenly, “I’m done with Twenty Questions, if you don’t mind.”
“Sorry,” Kitty said, finally rolling over to face him. She placed a hand on each of his cheeks and kissed him softly.
Jared tried not to melt from this sudden change—Kitty had never kissed with such tenderness.
She nibbled at the corners of his mouth. “Sorry if I overstepped by prying too much. I’m not trying to judge. And from what I’ve seen, someone is doing a very good job of parenting with Savannah.”
“Thanks,” he chuckled. “Maybe there’s an advantage in having three parents.”
Kitty kissed his neck. “There were many times with Susan that I wished she had three parents concerned about her welfare.”
Kitty propped her herself on an elbow and grinned broadly. “I’m sure I deserve a sound spanking for prying so much.”
“You’ve earned it,” he grunted.
“But not now,” she said, “I’m too bushed even for that. In the morning, if you can wait that long.”
“I can wait,” he growled. “I might not get to sleep thinking about it, but I can wait.”
“And do you have a woodshed to take me behind?”
He laughed at her wide-eyed look of feigned innocence. “The bedroom will do fine. So were you turned on watching Serena bring herself off?”
“A little,” Kitty admitted. “But so much was going on I didn’t really pay much attention to her.” She kissed the tip of his nose. “It was exciting, though, knowing we were being watched. Night-night.”
He hugged her close when she again turned and pressed her backside against him. He patted her bottom lightly. “Sweet dreams. Until the morning.”
The next morning, looking much refreshed, Kitty stepped out of the bathroom and stretched in front of him. Standing on her toes, she pulled on her nipples. “I’m ready,” she announced. “Where do you want me?”
“Are you sure?” Jared closed the distance between them and gathered her in his arms. He trailed his fingers down her back until he cradled her buttocks.
Kitty snaked a hand between them to gently squeeze first his balls and then his cock. She leaned back to meet his gaze. “This guy,” she said, peeking down at his penis, “seems revived.”
She pushed out of his arms and bent over to plant a kiss on his soft crown. She straightened. “My pussy and mouth are still sore from yesterday’s play. Perhaps once you have my backside warmed up enough, you’ll want to let this guy claim my ass again. It’s been a while. I’m already lubed for him.”
“You do plan ahead. Why don’t you kneel on the floor and stretch over the bed?”
“That sounds lovely,” Kitty said, d
ropping to her knees and crushing her breasts against the bed. She craned her neck and grinned. “Like this?” She waggled her ass.
“Excellent.” Jared stood beside her and brushed his fingertips along her back from her shoulder to the crest of her rump. He repeated that simple gesture several times, watching Kitty’s flesh quiver with anticipation.
“Are you going to tickle me to death, or paddle me?”
“Are you trying to tell me what to do?” He made a show of glowering at her.
“Oh, now I am so scared,” she said, playing her own game. “Is my cowboy going spank my butt and fuck my ass?”
“Damn.” He smacked her ass and she yelped. “You sure have a mouth.”
She turned to look at him and smiled. “I haven’t heard you complaining about my mouth. Are you complaining now?”
Again he slapped her butt before answering. “I’m not complaining—though you might want to shut up now so I can concentrate on what I’m doing.”
His palm connected with her right butt cheek, stinging his hand and no doubt her ass. His hand print was quite apparent on her soft flesh. “Damn,” he grunted.
“I’m fine,” Kitty purred. “Super. You’re not going to quit on me, are you?”
“Son of a bitch,” Jared muttered, rapidly slapping one cheek and then the other. He maintained a steady cadence. At least that seemed to quiet Kitty. She squirmed her butt some and tossed her head back and forth. Her ass had turned red under his steady barrage. Perspiration clouded his vision. Would she ever admit she’d had enough?
“So good,” Kitty yelled. “In my ass,” she whimpered. “Jared, I need you in my ass.”
Jared nodded and smiled. She probably wasn’t going to give him any greater praise for paddling her ass to her liking. He grabbed the lube bottle and applied some to his eager cock before moving to stand behind her.
She spread her legs, clearly expecting him to kneel, but he didn’t. Instead, he remained standing and moved up to straddle her butt. She peeked around when he tapped his cock against her dark portal.
“You wanted to be ridden,” he explained. “Here I am. Your cowboy at your service.” He didn’t wait for her to respond but pushed his cock head into her entrance.
“Oh, yes,” she sang out. “You are going to be so deep.”
He didn’t have long to wait before she opened for him and he sank farther into her heated channel. She arched her head back and moaned. “You okay?” he asked.
She nodded. “He’s never been this deep. Give him a try.”
Jared flexed back on his heels watching his penis reappear and then he flexed inward, watching it disappear again. His heart pounded. He wouldn’t last long this time, but he didn’t think that mattered. He quickened his tempo.
“Oh damn, damn,” Kitty groaned. And then she began rocking on her knees. “Come on cowboy, ride me.”
Jared settled into a steady pace, wanting to prolong the inevitable as long as possible, but he couldn’t ignore Kitty’s shouts: “Ride me. Ride me. Ride me!”
Jared leaned over to dig his fingers in her shoulders. And then he erupted, spilling into her.
“Yes, ride me. Fill me. Ride me.”
Kitty’s words were softening. Was it her, or his ears? He continued to spasm inside her as he stretched out across her back. Her body shook beneath him.
Minutes later, he stood long enough to gently withdraw from her and then they both collapsed crosswise on the bed.
She stroked his chin and his mustache. “Magnificent,” she murmured. She giggled.
“Now what?”
“I wish I’d thought of having you wear your western hat.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “Guess that would’ve been better than spurs.”
“Ouch.” She winced, then sobered. “You know I’m going to have to go back to Chicago one of these days.”
“Thought you might. But not today.”
“No, not today.”
“I believe Serena is planning a cookout for tonight. She does think you’re good for me.”
“A lot she knows.” She smirked. “Of course the real question is, are you good for me?
“I seemed to be a few minutes ago.”
“Umm. Very good.”
“Are you beginning to wonder if we might have something that could last?”
Her brow furrowed. “Don’t push me, Jared. Let’s be happy with the moment.”
“Okay. But you have to know I’m beginning not to like the idea of having moments without you in my life.”
“You’ve just never had a woman who likes playing as much as I do.”
He leaned back and gave her a meaningful stare.
“Oh, I forgot. I imagine the redhead is spitfire in bed.”
Jared chuckled softly. “The two of you are well matched, actually. Too bad neither of you is into women.”
“Dream on.” She arched an eyebrow. “But I suppose I’ll have to have a woman to woman talk with Serena to clear the air. I don’t want anyone to have unrealistic expectations about me...” she hesitated, “or about us.”
- o -
When Kitty entered Jared’s outer office, Serena showed no surprise at seeing her visitor. Kitty knew Serena’s routines well enough to know she wouldn’t leave for another hour or so to drive into town to pickup Savannah. And Jared was out somewhere on the ranch “taking care of things.” Probably he didn’t want to be around if she and Serena got into a catfight. That didn’t seem likely, but then she probably understood women better than Jared did.
“I’ve been expecting you,” Serena said politely. “Would you like some coffee or tea? The coffee is decaf, this late in the day.”
“Then I’ll have some coffee,” Kitty replied, wanting to keep things friendly. She familiarized herself with the large outer office while Serena came around her desk to pour coffee. The space exuded comfort, with a couch and easy chair as well as the more standard file cabinets and desk. Kitty noticed the toy box in the corner and smiled. “You have a cute little girl,” she remarked, studying pictures of Savannah. She chuckled at crayon drawing of what appeared to be a fire eating dragon. “And she has quite the imagination.”
“That she does,” Serena said, handing her a cup. “If you want cream or sugar, I’ll let you do the honors.”
Kitty sipped the coffee and shook her head. “This is how I like it.”
“Why don’t you have a seat on the couch?” Serena claimed the easy chair. “I assume this is not merely a get acquainted visit.”
“We’re not exactly strangers.” Kitty smoothed out the long skirt she wore. She’d been so accustomed with going commando for Jared she’d forgotten she wore no panties until she sat down. The long skirt would conceal her pussy from Serena, but that didn’t keep her from tingling down there. “Do you watch all the women Jared brings to the ranch—when he makes love to them?”
Serena’s lips parted slightly. “He doesn’t bring that many here, but when he does, I do like to watch.”
“I see.”
“But they don’t usually know I’m watching.”
Kitty scowled.
“I can be quite discreet. And we do have a bank of security camera screens off this room.” She pointed toward a door Kitty hadn’t particularly noticed.
“Security cameras?” Kitty chilled—had she been spied on? “Where?”
“None inside the house,” Serena cautioned. “Jared wouldn’t allow that. But these race horses are expensive, and there is concern for corporate espionage. So there are cameras trained on the perimeter of the house and the other out buildings, the stable,” Serena’s face lit up, “and the tack room.”
“No…you watched us in the tack room?”
“You sit a saddle very nicely.”
What? How could Serena be so matter-of-fact? “You could’ve stayed in here and watched the scene at the pool.”
“That’s right.”
Kitty leaned forward and wet her lips. “But you wanted me to know you
were watching?”
“You are quick. That’s right.”
“Why? Why would you bother? Jared tells me you’re not into women.”
“I’m not—in that way. I do enjoy watching a woman use her body to love a man, or watching a skilled man bring a woman to the peak of pleasure.”
“But your voyeur joys could’ve been satisfied without showing yourself. You haven’t answered my question. Why?”
“I don’t particularly care when Jared brings his women here. That’s his prerogative. They go as quickly as they show up.” Serena tilted her head to the side. “You’re different than the others. I knew that even before I saw you. Jared’s being involved with another woman has never kept him out of my bed—until now.”
“He wasn’t lying.”
“Lying isn’t Jared’s strong suit. And you’re right, I wanted you to come and see me.” Serena sipped her coffee before continuing. “I’m quite willing to share my husband’s cock with you.”
“Your husband?” Kitty squeaked. She covered her open mouth.
“Who did you think was fucking you so thoroughly from behind in the pool? Seth enjoyed it as much as you clearly did. And as I said, I don’t mind sharing.”
“But…”
“But it’s not fair for you to have two cocks and Jared just one pussy.” Serena pouted like a wounded teen.
Kitty giggled. “I think I’m beginning to understand. It’s also not fair for me to have two cocks and you one.”
“Exactly. Have you ever watched a man and woman make love?”
“Not in person. Videos, of course.”
“In person is much better. You can hear the soft purrs and flesh slapping flesh, and you can inhale the scent of sex.”
“I guess your security cameras aren’t wired for sound.”
Serena shook her head. “Not yet.” She paused. “Savannah has a sleepover this weekend. She’s going directly to her friend’s house after school. I’ll be cooking out for us tonight.”
“Too bad Savannah will miss the cookout.”
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