“You changed your profile pic?” I asked.
“Yeah. Why? I thought you said you liked that picture,” Lori replied, sounding challenged.
“Actually I just said ‘looking hot’ when you sent it to me.”
Lori had been out of town when she sent me that photo. I had no idea who took it, but I suspect it was her boss, John. She did indeed look hot, and very happy. I can’t remember the last time she smiled that genuinely at me.
“You want me to change it,” Lori said absently, rummaging through her purse.
“No. Not saying that. Just… I’m not in your profile pic anymore.”
“Fine, Dan. I’ll change it back. I don’t know why it matters. You don’t even look at any social media anymore.”
“No. Don’t change it. That wasn’t my point,” I said, trying to soften the tone. “I think I’m a little jealous, that’s all. You’ve been gone a lot lately. And it feels like I’m…well…literally out of the picture.”
“Jealous?” Lori immediately shot back. “Why are you jealous?” Her eyes began piercing into me.
I knew about Lori’s affair with John. And I had been ambivalent about it until she changed that profile pic. We have been physically distant for quite a while, even when she wasn’t out of town for work. So I held at least fifty percent in the stock of amazement at this sudden jealousy. After all, I had secrets of my own.
“Forget it,” I replied, tossing the decorative pillows off the bed and folding the covers back.
Just as my pants hit the floor, I heard Lori’s phone issue a notification chime. Without any hesitation, Lori grabbed up her phone along with her nightgown and retreated into the bathroom. On the first night home from being away, Lori and I have always had sex. It was more of a customary act than any sort of…indulgence. But I had come to expect it. She would wear something I liked, and I would fuck her the way she wanted me to – on her side, from behind, hard and fast.
When Lori came out of the bathroom, her eyes did not find mine. She looked at the floor as her socked feet paced back towards the bed. Instead of the satin nightgown, she had carried to the bathroom with her, Lori had put on flannel pajamas. The knots in my stomach kept me awake for a long time as I lay next to my wife, who didn’t even kiss me goodnight.
Lori’s body looked beautiful. Even covered in flannel, her shape could not be rivaled. I doubt John had ever seen Lori wear anything that…prosaic. As soon as the thought of John laying in bed with my wife crossed my mind, I got a shiver…and an erection.
What in the world? I thought. First, jealousy, now….what? I want to imagine them?
I didn’t wait for my brain to answer. My body had decided for me. Yes. I did want to imagine them. I was imagining them. And my hands knew who their master was. I had seen John’s cock. I had sucked it while Mark fucked me senseless.
I came…hard, imagining the taste of Lori’s pussy on John’s dick. Then I fell asleep, with a million different mental and emotional conflicts left unresolved.
The next morning, I needed Mark. That was the one thing I knew for sure. It had been some time since we’d taken my boat out, so today was the day.
“Mark’s coming over?” Lori perked up.
“Yeah,” I answered casually, watching Lori waste no time rolling out of bed and hurrying to get dressed.
It was always a little cute how Lori openly flirted with Mark. He’s not the kind of friend who would fuck his buddy’s wife, and she knew it. So I played along, letting her have her fun. At least she would be out of those fucking flannel pajamas, I giggled to myself.
While Lori got dressed and put her makeup on, I loaded the boat. Mark hadn’t seen Dani in a few weeks, and I had a surprise for him. Lori wasn’t the only girl who looked good in a swimsuit.
“Hello, gorgeous!” Mark announced, hugging Lori tight and lifting her feet from the floor.
“Hello yourself, gorgeous!” Lori giggled, then planted a firm kiss on Mark’s lips.
“Okay. Okay, you two. I’m right HERE!” I laughed, surprised by feeling myself shiver…and get hard again.
“Well, HE started it!” Lori laughed.
By “HE”, I wondered if she meant Mark…or the very evident erection he had been pressing against her. I knew that feeling. And I expected to have “HIM” against me too, soon enough.
“What are you doing today?” I asked.
“Oh. Um. I’ll probably go into the office for a while,” Lori replied.
I really didn’t care that she was way over-dressed, or under-dressed actually for the workplace. No professional woman would display so much skin in a short, tight dress at her office. Lori was dressed for sex. Plain and simple. The more my mind turned over the idea, the more I needed to get the hell out of the house.
Mark listened as we drove out to the lake. I told him everything from the night before. We both knew Lori was having the affair. But I could see Mark processing all the thoughts and feelings I relayed. He was still my best friend. I knew I could tell him about getting turned on last night. And I wanted to hear his thoughts. But not now. And not while we were on the lake.
The boat moved smoothly through the morning tide, as I descended the steps down into the little cabin below. When I had finished transforming into Dani, I heard the motor cut off. Apart from some slight lapping of waves against the boat, the world became absolutely silent. When I heard Mark’s steps toward the cabin, I posed for a teasing entrance.
“Fuuuuuuuck Dani,” Mark exhaled.
In an instant, Mark closed the gap between us. He pulled me into a hug from behind and began kissing the back of my neck. My yearn for his touch was beyond a simple craving. I needed him. I needed to feel his desire for me. And I was not left wanting. When Mark began slipping out of his swimsuit, I lowered myself to my knees and looked up at him.
I doubt any man has ever had his dick sucked more feverishly or aggressively than I was sucking Mark’s big cock. The world was no longer silent as I performed loudly and proudly. I wanted the noise of it. I accentuated the sucking, licking, slurping, and wet, popping sounds as his cock head slipped out of my mouth,
“God, I love y…I love sucking your dick, Mark” I gasped, looking up and holding his gaze, then slipping his cock back into my throat, sucking hard.
“I love you, Dani,” Mark panted. I felt his cum begin to hit the roof of my mouth. “I love you,” as he held the back of my head on his cock and pumped the rest of his cum down my throat.
I swallowed, noisily. Then sucked hard. Then swallowed again, until I had emptied Mark’s cock. Then I returned to my feet and into a sensual, passionate kiss…exhaling just before our lips met, so Mark could smell his cum on my breath.
“I have felt it for a while,” Mark started. “And I wanted to hear myself say it to you.”
All of the emotion and conflicting thoughts from the night before seemed like a million years ago, as Mark lay me down on the little bed. Our kiss never broke while he positioned himself on top of me. No one has ever made me feel so…loved. The moment he uttered those words…nothing else matters, I thought.
I reached across the bed and handed Mark the little bottle of juice that I had presumptuously packed for us. Neither of us liked the word “lube”, so we changed the name for it. I could feel the cabin moving a bit more as the water began waking up to other boats and personal watercraft. The rocking motion created a more sensational, romantic atmosphere.
Mark painted my face, neck, ears, and chest with passionate kisses. The scent of my perfume compelled him to inhale my body completely. I gasped and held my breath, stopping my heart for a moment when Mark’s mouth went to the front of my panties.
The shock of being stimulated there was unexpected, a bit frightening, but not really offensive. We had established a rule that Dani was a girl. And she would only be touched as a girl. So for a moment, I regretted not wearing the special panties he had bought for me. It actually would feel so good to be writhing on Mark’s lips and tongue.
As quickly as my mind willed itself into accepting that pleasure, it passed. Mark’s mouth traversed my legs while his hands guided my knees skyward. A second later, I felt the deliberate tug of my little G-string and Mark’s eager tongue entering me.
“Ohhhh! God, Mark!” I groaned. “You do that so…Fuck yes!” My screams of pleasure whipped my man into an oral sex frenzy. Mark’s strong arms pulled my thighs, impaling me on his stiff tongue. Using his hands to hold me open, Mark fucked me with his mouth like he had never done before, plunging into me over and over and over.
“I love you,” Mark whispered, his breath, so hot at my hyperstimulated entrance. His tongue plunged back into me. “I love you, Dani”, another deep lick. “I love you”, pushing so deep inside me the room began to glow, solid white. My body became numb to every other sense. The whole world disappeared as a white-hot orgasm turned me inside out. For at least a solid minute, I lost all sense of living. I would have sworn my heart and breathing had stopped.
As my climax rolled through me in waves, I could feel the pulses of ejaculation in my panties. Wave, pulse, spray. Wave, pulse, spray. When my climax subsided, I realized Mark had laid my legs back down flat and was only lightly kissing the insides of my thighs. I tiredly slipped my hand into my panties, expecting to find them drenched. Once again, I was astonished to find Little Dani completely soft. I had not issued a single drop, only felt that I had.
The combination of my man’s oral precision and hearing him say those words had definitely brought me up to…and over the brink of another internal orgasm. We shared a smile through panting breaths, and Mark eased his body onto mine. We kissed deeply, passionately, lovingly as the little shivers in my butt and legs finally calmed.
Mark moved his legs in between mine and brought himself up onto his knees. The lake had awoken completely, and we were listing comically side-to-side. I smiled at Mark. But there was no amusement in his face as his thumbs looped into the sides of my thong. My smile faded. And I felt a moment of anxiousness at the mere idea of being completely exposed to him.
Look at his face, I thought. He loves me. It’s OK. Trust him. He knows it’s there. And he will still love me, even if he sees it.
“I love you, Dani. And I’m in love with everything about you,” Mark confessed. I closed my eyes, exhaled quietly…and raised my hips in acquiescence. My man was not going to be denied anything he wanted. Mark calmly slid my panties to my knees. As he lifted my legs to ease my thong off completely, I could feel Little Dani trying to hide, making herself smaller and withdrawing into herself.
“You’re beautiful, Dani,” Mark told me. At that moment, all I cared about were the eyes of my man. And those eyes were loving the beautiful girl, laying with her legs spread wide in front of him.
Mark gently urged my knees up. He loved me in that position. So I took my knees in an embrace, drawing them to my chest. And we both watched Mark slowly ease his cock into me. I bit my lip for a second, then smiled in absolute pleasure.
“So you forgive me for taking your panties off?” Mark asked as he grinned like a kid who knew he just got away with something naughty.
“Mmm,” I teased. “I will…if you tell me I’m still beautiful.”
“You are so beautiful,” Mark began, driving his dick inside me completely. “You’re the most beautiful girl I have ever known,” another hard thrust into me. “Ever,” gripping my thighs and pulling himself on top of me.
For the next forty-five minutes, Mark reaffirmed his attraction to me. He fucked me laying on my back. fucked me from behind as I knelt in presentation for him, finally erupting in sweet sexual bliss with me riding on top of him. I had no idea if Mark could feel Little Dani against him at various times. And I surprised myself by not caring anymore. I knew I could trust him, could trust that he was still attracted to me, that he really was in love with me.
End of Part – 10
