Chapter 11
Mark hadn't had time to seriously communicate feelings with Jess before he left. His phone conversations had all ended with both parties masturbating. Jess seemed to really enjoy the thought of her friend using her fiancΓ© in a dirty manner and Mark loved hearing about Charles take Jess.
"I'll be home tomorrow, and we can have a nice dinner," Mark told Jess.
"No, I'll get something delivered and we will stay in bed!" Jess explained what was going to happen. "Don't be too tired. You have a job to do!"
"Haha, I will make sure!" Mark teased.
Mark's trip to Chicago had gone smoothly and he looked forward to coming home after a week away. He talked to Kim and Jess daily, dramatically boosting his ego. Mark was aware that his situation had changed drastically. He now had two women to look after, kind of.
Mark made it home the next day. He opened the door to a "WELCOME HOME" banner and luau themed condo. Jess ran over to him, banging her coconut bra together on the way. She smiled so happily. Mark hugged and kissed her hello. Then he looked at her in a grass skirt and their decorated home.
"Here's a drink for you!" Jess said as she handed him a tiki god cup.
"Every detail, thank you." Mark looked at the cup then to Jess. He knew she had put some time into this. She had ukulele music playing and candles that looked like torches.
"Did you miss me?" Jess asked.
"I sure did!" Mark answered hugging her and grabbing her butt.
Jess smiled looking up at her man.
"Can we eat first?" Mark asked hungrily.
"Whatever you want." Jess went to the kitchen and pulled dinner out of the warm oven. "I got us chicken and steak hibachi."
"Ha, that sounds great!" Mark smiled.
"I was almost done decorating when I realized I didn't feel like any of the food that would go with the party theme." Jess admitted to Mark.
"It's perfect!" Mark told her laughing.
Jess and Mark sat down and started eating. Everything was perfect. They laughed and talked about things from the previous week. Mark had bought Jess a small necklace from a nice store in the city, he put it around her neck. Then he played with her beautiful hair and coconut bra.
Mark's phone rang. He looked at the caller ID then stood up and walked into the next room. He came back to the kitchen after a minute.
"Was that Kim?" Jess asked.
"Yeah, she just wanted to know if I was back home with you." Mark explained.
Jess's mood had changed, and she was not as happy as before. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"Did you get her a gift from Chicago too?" Jess asked frankly.
"Yes," Mark answered as he sat down at the table.
"I know stuff is weird right now, but if you did not know, do not get us the same thing." Jess told Mark, as she held her new necklace. Mark saw sadness in her eyes.
"I didn't. I want to get you both things you'll enjoy and use." Mark told Jess honestly.
"What did you get her?" Jess asked stubbornly.
Mark thought for a moment. "This is not going to be a competition, do you understand?" He sternly and clearly made his point.
Jess understood and straightened out her attitude quickly. "I just wanted to know." She said looking at the ground with a beaten demeanor.
"I got her a framed painting of the city at night. She likes that kind of stuff." Mark told Jess.
"She does like that kind of stuff. I'm sure she will love it." Jess agreed.
She now realized in this moment she would have to share her man with her best friend. Kim would also get thoughtful gifts and Mark's time. More than that she would get part of Mark's heart.
Jess sat down and thought.
Mark pulled her to her feet and led her down the hall by her hand. She struggled to keep up. Her tits bounced into each other loudly and her cheap party skirt started to fall apart. Mark threw her on the bright flower pedal covered bed, Jess obviously had spent some time preparing.
Then he kicked off his shoes and ripped the rest of her skirt off. Mark pulled her feet up and kissed them. Jess pointed her toes. Mark laughed at her snobbish sense of humor, then went back to admiring her perfect feet.
"I'm not going to be able to wear this again." Jess whined, half-jokingly.
Mark glared down her long legs and locked eyes with her. She understood without words, Mark didn't care about her skirt.
He ran his fingers up and down her smooth legs and looked over her with a powerful aurora. Jess obediently spread her legs.
"Bend over." Mark told Jess calmly.
She did just as instructed. Mark grabbed her ass, then traced circles with his fingertips. She pressed her head down into the bed and raised her butt higher for Mark. Her legs quivered.
Mark ran his hand up the inside of her left leg slowly. He stopped moving with the back of his hand barely touching the side of her pussy. Jess widened her legs more, inviting Mark to touch her. She breathed harder. Mark could smell her excitement.
"Do you want me to touch you?" Mark asked as he grabbed her thigh tightly.
"Yes," Jess almost pleaded. She moved her ass in a circular motion.
Mark reached his hand up and rubbed her pussy lips. "You're wet baby!"
Slap! Mark placed a perfect smack on Jess' ass. Her butt rippled as she tried to catch her breath.
She moaned.
Mark grabbed her by her ass and swayed her body back and forth.
"Has Charles been working on your submissiveness?" Mark looked down at Jess' amazing body.
"Not really." Jess answered trying to remember.
"Really?" Mark asked very surprised.
His finger slid up and down her slit, widening her lips. Jess moved her body back and forth in a fucking motion.