Rebecca and Sean had been married for a little over three years. They had married right after her college graduation, and so were still in their mid twenties. They were very happy; they had a fantastic sex life and lots of friends. Though they had recently moved, they still tried to keep in touch with all of their college friends; the move had even put them closer to a few of those friends, and they were looking forward to being able to see them more often.
One of those friends, Mark, had made arrangements to come spend the weekend with Sean and Rebecca in their new house. They were both looking forward to the visit, though Rebecca was a little disappointed by the timing. Though they had moved almost a month ago, they had both been so busy with work that they had not had time to finish the unpacking. So, in the few days leading up to Markâs arrival, Rebecca worked non-stop to get the house in order. She knew that he probably wouldnât care if there were a few things in boxes, but to her it was the principle of the thing. Besides, if thatâs what it took to get them completely settled in, she was glad for the motivation.
Sean and Mark had attended the same university and had been good friends while there and since. Rebecca knew him fairly well from her visits to see Sean, though she didnât know him as well as Sean did. She did know that Mark had always had a huge crush on her. Actually, she thought, it wasnât so much a crush as he just wanted to get in her pants. She was flattered, but she was also spoken for. Besides, though Mark wasn't an unattractive guy, he just wasnât really her type.
Sean, on the other hand, was definitely her type. He stood about six feet tall with broad, strong shoulders. He wasnât overly buff, but she loved how strong he felt when lying above her in bed. She found his sandy blonde hair and deep brown eyes very attractive. Mark was almost exactly the same height as Sean, but he was much leaner. She had always thought that if had just put on a little weight and/or muscle that he would be a knock-out. Mark had black hair that Rebecca had always known him to keep clipped short, almost military-style. He also had very large hands for the rest of his body, a feature that sometimes made him look awkward.
On the Saturday of Markâs arrival, Sean and Rebecca rose early to finish off the few remaining things that needed to be done around the house. Mark would be arriving around lunchtime, and they still needed to get the guestroom looking presentable. When lunchtime neared, Sean left Rebecca to finish and went out back to fire up the grill. He intended to have lunch ready when Mark walked in the door. Rebecca finished quickly, jumped in the shower, and was getting dressed when she heard the doorbell ring.
âSean, heâs here, can you let him in?â she called down the hall. âSean?â Damn, she thought, he must still be out back. Luckily she was almost dressed, so she quickly pulled her shirt over her head and went to the door.
Rebecca opened the door and stopped abruptly when she saw Mark standing there. He had apparently taken her mental advice, because he barely looked anything like the lanky college boy she remembered. He had obviously been working out; the polo shirt he wore hung across his shoulders like he was in a magazine. He looked as though he had finally grown into his hands. He had grown out his buzz cut, and his head was now covered with thick black hair, just a little longer than normal, and just the way Rebecca liked it.
Mark grinned. âHey, Rebecca, how are you?â She blushed when she realized that she had been staring, and she could tell he knew why. He leaned forward to give her a hug; he was obviously enjoying the role reversal, and he squeezed her close to his hard chest. Before now, she had always been the one to make him uncomfortable.
âHi Mark, come on in. Itâs good to see you.â Rebecca pulled away and held the door open for Mark, and watched his ass in his tight jeans walk past her into the hallway. Damn, she thought, this is definitely not the Mark I remember. Along with his new looks, he seemed to have developed a new confidence. She could certainly see why.
By then, Sean had noticed Markâs arrival and had come in from the back. The wonderful aroma of charcoal drifted in from the open door and brought Rebecca back to her senses. She listened as Sean good-naturedly teased Mark about his new appearance. Once the guys had finished their hellos, they all followed their noses out to the patio and the waiting food.
Lunch was good, and the combination of eating a big meal, finishing off the six-pack that Mark had brought, and finally getting to sit down after all of the preparations made Rebecca sleepy. It was a beautiful day, and Rebecca found herself slipping in and out of sleep in her lawn chair. Sean and Mark were talking about buddies from school, mostly people Rebecca didnât know, so she found it hard to pay attention to the conversation. At one point she came enough out of her doze to hear the guys talking about someone they had known at school.
âYeah, well, he always did get the hot chicks. Donât know why since he was such an asshole.â
âYou know who he really wanted, donât you? Rebecca,â Mark offered.
At the mention of her name, Rebecca listened more closely, though she kept her eyes closed. She was curious to see where this was going to go, and wondered who it was they were talking about.
âCanât say I blame him, of course,â Mark continued. âYou know damn well that sheâs hot as hell. In fact, she looks even better now than she did back then.â
Rebecca felt herself flush at the compliment. She tried to not draw any attention to herself since they obviously thought she was asleep and not listening. What was up with this? she wondered. She had always known that Mark had the hots for her; why was her body acting like this was breaking news?
Rebecca suddenly became aware of the painful crick in her neck, no doubt brought on by sleeping in a plastic chair. She stretched her arms theatrically to let them know she was awake, and slowly got to her feet.
âBoys, no offense, but Iâve got to go lie down somewhere more comfortable for a little while. Donât let me sleep too long, okay?â Rebecca went inside and headed for her bedroom for a nap. All the extra work had just caught up with her and she felt exhausted. She felt a little bad deserting their guest, but she knew that the guys would find plenty to talk about. Besides, sheâd been right next to them sleeping already, and they hadnât seemed to mind.
âMan, I think she heard you,â Sean chuckled after she had closed the door behind her.
Mark shrugged. âI donât care. Besides, she was seriously checking me out when I first got here.â
âReally?â
âYup.â Mark grinned.
Sean looked his friend over. It was true that he looked little like the guy he had known in college. In fact, Sean thought, they now actually looked a lot alike except for their faces. Mark had filled out to the point that his body was shaped very much like Seanâs, and Sean knew that Rebecca was attracted to him. It only made sense that she would find someone who looked like him attractive as well.
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In the bedroom, Rebecca had found herself suddenly less sleepy. She was thinking about what she had overheard and trying to figure out what about it had made her feel so hot. In fact, she realized, she was horny as hell. She stripped and crawled between the covers. She usually slept in the nude, especially in warm weather like now, though normally she would have covered up with a guest in the house. This afternoon, though, her horniness lowered her inhibitions. The feel of the cool sheets on her skin was fabulous, and she didnât really think Mark would come into her bedroom anyway.
Rebecca lay absentmindedly thinking about Mark, running her fingers over her body slowly. She remembered how it felt to be pressed up against him in his hug, and found herself imagining his weight on top of her. She was now wide awake and painfully horny. What she really wanted was a hard fuck, but she knew sheâd have to make do with her fingers. She hoped that Mark wouldnât mind the sex he was going to hear coming out of this room tonight, because she was planning on jumping Sean the instant he came to bed.
Rebecca ran her fingers over her breasts, pulling at her rock-hard nipples. She lowered one hand and ran her fingers through her trimmed bush. She didnât want to tease herself right now, however, and she shoved her fingers in her dripping wet pussy and attacked her clit. With one hand on her clit and the other still tugging at her nipples, it didnât take long for Rebecca to feel her orgasm building. She doubled her efforts on her clit and her release hit hard, making her back arch and her legs shake. She came down from her high slowly, wondering if she had made any noise, and deciding she didnât care. She knew that when she was really into sex she could be very loud, and she had definitely been into it then. There wasnât anything she could do about it if she had been loud, and besides, she kind of liked the idea that the guys had heard her. It made her feel naughty to think that they knew what she was feeling and why.
Now that she had had her release Rebecca was feeling more relaxed, and she quickly drifted to sleep.