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Chapter 14- Who Can We Tell?
The two days before we had agreed to meet again moved by torturously slowly for me, and they no doubt were for Lynn as well. We sent one another nude pics and teasing flashes, but true to our word, did not masturbate, allowing ourselves to get all pent up in the meantime. While I wasn't walking around work with a stiffy, I'm pretty sure some of the more observant girls in my workplace noticed the swollen bulge I carried with me constantly.
Cold showers? More than a few. Lynn once sent me a pic of her wearing a skirt, lifting it to show she was not wearing panties while driving around, and pressing her gooey pussylips against the knob of her gearshift, teasing herself. She promised me she hadn't finished the job, but also assured me this meant she was going to be on me like a starving cannibal when we finally saw one another.
She also hadn't told Xiong we were holding back, so our new plaything was likely to get ravaged beyond all belief. I hoped she'd be up to it.
I shuddered as the cold water of the shower inundated me, wishing my swollen cock would just take a damn rest. I'd stopped playing games online that afternoon, because I couldn't readily concentrate and n00bs kept killing me with headshots. There's a certain irritation one feels when getting mocked by some thirteen year-old punk kid after he puts a hole in your chest the size of an airport runway with a .50 cal bullet.
Little bastards. I will fuck your mom and make you my step-kid!
Well, okay, maybe not. Not while I had Lynn. But still. Grrr.
The day we'd chosen was a day off work for me, and I was on pins and needles as soon as I got up. I didn't want to wear clothes, but I was determined to not greet the girls at my door naked. I settled for keeping my red and gold silk robe with the dragons on it in the kitchen, hanging on a wall peg, so I could put it on when they arrived. I am nothing if not willing to compromise.
I played some old-school PC games offline to occupy myself while waiting for the girls. We wanted to make a whole day of it, so Lynn was meeting Xiong at 11, after her husband and kids had left for their concert on the other side of the state. Then they'd come over to my place and the fun would begin.
"Are you really worked up, my love?"
asked a text message from Lynn as she waited for her family to leave. She'd told me the night before that her husband had asked her a few dull questions about her trip, fucked her poorly once, and that things were back to normal. It was as if she hadn't been gone for a week. I really felt bad for her, and angry as well. It was strange to think she was trying to put her marriage back together, given that we'd admitted we were in love, but I respected her decision on the matter.
"Mild understatement,"
had been my reply.
"Been walking around mostly erect for two days now."
"Oh, God, I know,"
she said in a follow-up text.
"I've been so fucking creamy all the time, my wetness has literally been running down my leg on occasion. I try to not wear panties, just to torture myself, but I gotta have them on whenever my son is home. His hormones are no doubt off the chart as is, without me walking around smelling like hot, rutting female."
"Poor Xiong, she has no idea what she's in for, does she?"
I mused.
"She'll love it,"
Lynn answered.
"We've been teasing one another with naughty texts and pictures, so she'll be as horny as we are, I'm pretty sure."
"Hope my house can survive the carnal hurricane that's about to descend upon it. Okay, I'm gonna prep some things. Let me know when it's time. I think you two should just come in, rather than wait for me. Sound good?"
"Absolutely. I love you."
"I'm in love with you."
"Mmmmmm, Michael..."
***
"You probably want to be looking out your kitchen or bedroom window."
I happened to be in my bedroom when that text arrived, sitting up my desktop, so leaned over and looked out my window subtly from between my curtains. I had a direct view behind our twin garages, at the grass area where Lynn and I had first met and probably fallen in love. I saw her standing there, wearing a short and breezy denim skirt and a tight t-shirt that showed off her magnificent bust. She seemed to be waiting patiently. Seconds later, the lithe figure of her friend Xiong walked by my house and across the side lawns to meet her.
Xiong had her back to me, but once again I marvelled at her figure- tight and toned, because she was an aerobics instructor. She was short, but her body has perfect proportions, so she didn't necessarily look it. Her black hair was long and glossy, reaching down to her amazing ass, which sat pertly atop her tapered bronze legs. She was wearing yoga pants that clutched her ass and legs like they were painted on and a tight workout top. She had a bag slung over her shoulder and she waved to Lynn, who waited with barely-concealed impatience. She was biting her lip.
The Thai girl reached my beloved and stood in front of her, the two of them behind the garage where they weren't seen from the street. I could see they were talking, but they were standing very close to one another, looking into each other's eyes. There was a pause in the conversation as they stared, followed by subtly moving closer still, until their bodies were gently touching. Then their heads leaned in and they pressed their lips together, sharing a kiss.
Lynn's arms slowly moved up to wrap around Xiong's back while Xiong dropped her backpack and her hands made their way to Lynn's ass beneath the short skirt, gripping her cheeks. They kissed harder, now squirming their gorgeous bodies together, hands roving and groping. I could see their mouths moving as their tongues explored and tangled between them.
The kiss got so heated, I thought they might just drop to the ground and start fucking right there, but somehow Lynn pulled back from Xiong and took a deep breath. They were looking at one another with glazed eyes and Lynn said something that Xiong nodded her assent to. She picked up her bag and Lynn took her hand and began walking her toward my place. I powered off my computer and headed down to the kitchen and the side door, slipping on my robe. I had just tied the knot when the door pushed open and in stepped my blonde goddess, followed by Xiong.
Lynn came up the two short steps into the kitchen and walked into my embrace, kissing me deeply and lovingly as her body melted into mine. She sighed in relief, clearly happy to be with me again. We kissed for several seconds while Xiong watched intently, smiling. Lynn finally broke the kiss and turned to her friend, exhaling and grinning.
"So, now that we're all in the same room," Lynn said, her arm around my waist. "I thought I could tell you- while we were in Chicago, Michael and I confessed to one another that we were in love."
Xiong's eyes widened and she clapped in delight. "That's amazing!" she exclaimed. "It was so obvious! So, you're dumping that dud husband of yours? When's the big day?!"
Lynn blushed but kept her composure. "Well, no, I'm still trying to put my marriage back together, Xiong, and Michael stands by me about it, but we
had
to make our feelings known, we couldn't take it any more."