Different Circles

“And you won’t be jealous?” Celia asked, clearly having a hard time accepting this. “You won’t be worried that Jake and I will fall in love with each other.”

Laura looked at her pointedly. “You two are already in love with each other,” she said. “I’ve known that for years, ever since I saw you two working together in the studio back when I first hired on as the sax player. And I’m in love with both of you as well. And I strongly suspect that you, C, kind of love me in that way too. That’s what will make this thing work. We wouldn’t just be slaking each other’s lust. We would be expressing our love for each other.”

“I see,” Celia said carefully. “That is a compelling argument, Teach. I do love you.” She looked over at Jake and they shared their own look with each other. “And I love you as well.”

“I know,” Jake said, speaking the truth.

“If we were to do this,” Celia said, “where would it end? Is it a one-time thing?”

Laura shrugged. “I suggest we give it a try and just go where it takes us. If we like it and decide to do it again, there’s nothing wrong with that, is there? As long as all three of us agree that we want to do it again. That should be rule number one in this thing. Everyone has to want to do it, or it is not done.”

“That’s a good rule,” Jake offered. He was starting to sense that Celia was leaning in favor of the proposition and his nervousness at discussing the subject was gradually being replaced with sexual excitement.

“And rule number two would have to be that it only happens between the three of us,” Laura added. “No Celia and Jake getting together on their own. No Laura and Celia getting together on our own.”

“You and I still get to do it on our own though, right?” Jake asked, just for clarity. He was not going to trade away his normal marital fucking for sporadic threesomes, even it was with Celia Valdez.

“Well, yes,” she said, looking at him as if he were a dolt. “Naturally.”

“Just making sure,” Jake said.

They looked over at Celia, who had a thoughtful expression on her face.

“So ... anyway,” Laura said, “that’s what we wanted to ask. That’s our nefarious plot. If you say no, our feelings won’t be hurt. We will understand. Won’t we, sweetie?”

“Totally,” Jake said.

“An interesting proposition,” Celia said.

“We thought so,” Jake said.

“What do you say?” Laura asked softly.

“What do I say?” Celia said. She smiled. “I say: let’s go upstairs and get naked.”

Laura smiled. “Let’s do it,” she said.

They were all dripping with pool water and had to dry off first. They tromped upstairs to Celia’s expansive master suite with its huge King-sized bed. They walked by the bed and into the master bath, which had an enormous jacuzzi tub and a large glass-enclosed shower stall, both of which looked out over a second-floor deck and the ocean. Celia closed the blinds to keep prying eyes from observing their business and then handed out large bath towels to her guests. And then, without fanfare, she pulled off her bikini top and tossed it into the bathtub. While Jake and Laura stared at her exquisite breasts in awe, she pushed down her bottoms as well and then used her foot to kick them into the tub too. Their eyes drifted from her breasts down to her nether region, which had been shaved smooth and was completely hairless. Her lips were already swollen and congested.

Celia looked at the two of them still standing there in their swimming suits, their eyes drinking her in. “This had better not be the part where you tell me this whole thing was a practical joke,” she warned.

“No, not at all,” Jake said quickly.

“Then get those fucking swimsuits off,” she barked. “I’m starting to feel awkward here.”

“Right,” Jake said. He quickly pushed his shorts down and kicked them into the tub as well. His manhood was already quite interested in the game being played and stood up proudly. Celia looked at it and sighed contentedly. It had been so long since she had seen one in the flesh. Far too long. And she knew from personal experience that Jake knew how to use his weapon—although Laura did not know that she knew this, and Celia and Jake had passed a few non-verbal communicative looks of their own and reached an agreement that she would remain ignorant of this information.

Laura quickly took off her top and bottoms as well. Her nipples—which had grown along with the rest of her breasts—were standing at attention. She had shaved herself this morning and only had the little landing strip of copper colored hair on her pubis. Her lips were swollen and ready for action too. She could not wait to get her hands and mouth on Celia’s body. Could not wait to see her husband’s member sliding in and out of that Venezuelan vagina.