Paradigm Shift

Chapter 7

I thought of all Cameron had said the night before, as well as many of the things I'd heard from others and learned about tolerance for KC's sexuality. What I relished were the comments that went way beyond platitudes like, 'Just roll with it.' I'd learned so much more. The lessons weren't only about KC's sexuality they were about her -- or anybody, and how I could love them better. I thought about how none of us are perfect, yet we expect perfect performance and are so judgmental when we find otherwise. I fit that model, and I didn't like it any longer. It wouldn't serve me well in the future.

The alarm eventually went off. I turned it off, and Cameron opened her eyes and gave me a look of pure, unadulterated love. I returned the look, and whispered the words to her as we kissed.

We showered, shaved, dressed and all the things we needed to do to get ready to have breakfast and then go the client's offices. As we were ready to leave the room, I pulled Cameron to my arms and kissed her.

I said to her, "You're overdressed for today?"

"Huh?" she said, somewhat puzzled. She even looked down the front of her belted dress.

"Give me your panties," I said with a slight smile.

Cam thought about my request, and then slowly hitched up her skirt and pulled the lingerie down her legs. She handed them to me, and I put them on top of my suitcase in plain view of the cleaning crew.

Cam said, "I've never done this. I hope I can pull this off without embarrassing myself. I can get very wet sometimes."

We left the suite and started our business day -- a Tuesday.

Wednesday, I also made Cameron go pantiless for the day. Around mid-day we were in a conference room working by ourselves. I called Cam over, sounding as though I wanted to show her something on my computer terminal.

As she stood beside me, I ran one hand up her leg, slowing as I got hear her shaved pussy. When I reached the Promised Land, I nudged her legs apart slightly, and then inserted two fingers inside her. I twisted and turned my hand to stimulate her. Cam soon shuddered and I knew I'd achieved my goal. I pulled away, but then lapped my fingers and hand clean in front of her as she watched with fascination.

I said in a slightly authoritative tone, "From now on when we're in the office and it's Wednesday, you are not to be wearing underthings. I may want to do what I just did to you at anytime. I may even want to fuck you. I love to make you cum, and I love to fuck you even more."

Cam nodded her compliance. She asked, "And do I get to reciprocate? What if I want to blow you or fuck you?"

I smirked, "Let's see how it all goes."

Cam leaned down and kissed me.

I 'did' Cameron three more times that afternoon. By the time we left work to return to the hotel, she was a bundle of pent-up horniness that threated to explode and destroy the county with her passion. In the car, she pulled up her dress to her waist so I could see her pussy. Anyone in a higher vehicle, such as a pickup truck could also see her pussy, but Cam didn't seem to care. She wanted my attention.

As we drove, Cam said, "I'm drippy. You made me that way. You made my vagina start to secrete my girl juices -- the juices that lubricate my canal so you can slide your huge cock inside me, something I have wanted you to do to me all day long. You also made my breasts ache; they wanted you to lick and suck on them and fondle them as you plunge your big cock inside me over and over again. I am still leaking my stuff. I'm sure anyone within a few feet of me can smell it, maybe even that cute guy in the pickup truck trying to stay even with the car -- why he's looking down right at my pussy, and that's making me even hotter and hornier. You better plan on cleaning me up and fucking me before dinner, otherwise I'm going to have to jill off all by my lonesome self. Maybe I should start right now, while that cute guy can watch me."

I was harder than a rock, but I managed to remain an alert driver. I did note the red pickup truck pacing us.

Cameron put her left hand down into her crotch, and slowly inserted two fingers as deep into her pussy as they'd go. She pulled them out and made a production of sucking on them. She then said, "Oh, I taste soooo good. I bet you're going to love eating my pussy because I'm so wet and so needy for your tongue ... and your cock."

She put her fingers back inside her and then brought them to my mouth as we continued along the Interstate. I sucked on them, extracting every molecule of her pussy juice that I could find. Cameron then repeated the act.

As we neared the exit for the hotel, Cam gave a little wave to the truck and pulled her skirt down. He honked wildly and then sped ahead. We pulled into that lane, and eventually took the exit. I flashed my lights at him to let him know we were well aware of what he'd seen.

Cameron said in her little girl voice, "Oh, I hope you still love me after my being naughty. I hope you plan to make love to me real soon."

I chuckled, "Oh, I'm going to make love to you. I even have a little surprise you will enjoy." I gave her a lecherous smile so she'd know the surprise was something sexual.

Once in the suite, Cam stripped to only her heels in a few seconds. As she did, I got out my laptop computer and made a Bluetooth connection to the television in the room so it would be a large monitor. Cam looked a little puzzled by what I was doing.

When I was done I removed my own clothing with some difficulty. I had a hot naked woman who kept kissing me and trying to get to my cock. When I was naked, Cameron devoured my cock, taking me completely into her mouth and throat for the first time. I figured that must mean she was exceptionally horny.

"Climb up on me, Cameron. Put me inside of you." She did just that, finally sinking her hot pussy down every millimeter of my rock hard shaft.

"Oh, God. We have got to find time to do this every day for hours."

I reached over to my laptop and hit a button. The video from KC's DVD started to play.

After a minute Cameron said, "Oh, my GOD. This is a sex video with KC. Holy shit, she's blowing two guys -- no wait, three. A minute later, "Oh, fuck, she being fucked while she blows one of the other guys."

I plowed my cock into Cameron's pussy for the entire length of the video, splitting my time between checking out the scenes on the video and watching Cam's expressions. Cam came every time KC or one of the men in the video did. I came twice deep in Cam's pussy.

By the time KC waved goodbye in the video with her face and upper body covered in cum, Cam was a puddle of sexually quivering female flesh. She pulled me to her yet again, and tried to reach my balls with her tongue by way of a French kiss.

Cameron said, "You know me, and I don't swear, but that was the most fucking awesome video I've ever seen. I want to do what she did -- three men at once. That looked ... so sexual."

I whispered, "I think I could make that happen for you, if you're serious."

She nodded in understanding of my statement, but looked worried about the follow-through.

Cameron and I finished our business trip splitting our time between the client and the bed in the hotel. We smoked both of them, earning plaudits from the client, and leaving the bed a disaster zone after our final lovemaking session. We even took the client to dinner as a gesture of goodwill, earning us brownie points and the high likelihood of follow-on business.

We arrived home about eleven o'clock on Thursday night. I dropped Cameron off at her new home -- Peter's condo. We shared a high arousing batch of kisses in the parking lot and then she batted her eyes at me, told me she loved me, and headed in to see her fiancé.

I had a beautiful reception from KC as I came in the door. After being showered with kisses from another person that loved me, she had me tell her the details of my trip and she didn't mean the client work either. We ended up in bed and it cost me five orgasms for KC and three for me before she felt satisfied enough to sleep. She especially wanted me to know that she loved me more than anyone in the world, and that nothing was going to change that.

* * * * *

Don and Edie did their cookout on Sunday afternoon despite a light rain that kept turning on and off all afternoon. I helped Don cook outside, and everyone else gathered and ate inside or under their covered porch off the back of their house.

Edie, of course, cornered me and did everything short of actual rape to try to get my attention. I promised her some focused attention 'in the near future,' hoping I could duck doing anything that evening. She made me link pinkies with her, cross my heart, and hope to die, kind of promise to honor my statement. I knew she was thinking of the upcoming party at Jon and Amber Brower's home, this time to celebrate Jon's fiftieth birthday. The last bash at their house had resulted in KC giving some dude a blowjob as Edie serviced me ten feet away.

I wondered if at this gathering I would see some dude fuck KC. I got the feeling from her that she was super horny, and that she needed to blow off some sexual steam. Doing something with someone else seemed to be her way of doing that. I could scratch her itch just so much, but there was always a little bit left to do.

The cookout was a success despite the weather. Edie already seemed to know about my evenings with Cameron during my trip to Houston. I could think she had my house bugged, but I knew that KC told her everything without any filters.

I happened to talk to Amber Brower during the evening, and sought permission to invite Peter and Cameron to their party. Since I knew it would have over a hundred attending, I figured two more wouldn't be noticed, and that turned out to be the case. She said, "Oh, the more the merrier. Just make sure they know that we make merry in a big way as the evening goes on. And, by the way, I sure hope you find time to make merry with me." Amber batted her eyes at me, and left no doubt about what she wanted.

I grinned at Amber, and then couldn't resist reaching out and running my fingers around the curves of her breasts, and across the excited nipples that were unmistakable. She just closed her eyes and encouraged my intimate gesture. When I stopped, she pulled my face to hers and kissed me.

She said rather bluntly, "Someday soon, I hope you fuck my lights out. I've heard rumors that you are a very satisfying man to know in an intimate way."

I smiled and kissed her on the nose. "Someday."

Monday I stopped by Cameron's office. "Hey, I got you and Peter an invitation to a hot party on Saturday evening near where I live -- Mark and Amber Brower's home."

Her eyebrows went up, "Mark Brower, as in the owner of WWLX-TV and the football team?"

I nodded, "One and the same. Nice guy, and rich as all hell. His house is what God would have built if he'd had the money."

"We'll be there. I have to see how the other half lives."

"I need to warn you and remind you of something."

"Oh?"

"The party will become sexually permissive as the evening goes on. Some might say wild and orgy like in places. There'll be some people that don't participate or who leave early, but I'm guessing that won't be you and Peter. I am reminding you that you'd like a threesome or foursome, and there is a high likelihood that you can scratch that itch at this party. I'll help you make it happen."

Cameron studied me for a minute and then said in a serious voice, "You're going to watch KC fuck somebody at the party, aren't you? This is probably the time for the big decision, right?"

"Maybe. That'll be up to her, but ... I've got to bite this bullet someday. I can't keep leading her on with the threat that her behavior will result in me dumping her. Either she never does it, which has some bad points as you pointed out, but the immediate issue goes away; or she does it, and I decide one way or the other. The latter is the case. The party is the likely place.

"I think she's reaching a point where she might not care what I decide -- kind of like resolved to her fate, whatever it might turn out to be. I want her back I think, fully involved and not giving up regardless of what I think. You were very instrumental in helping me get to this point in many ways. Chris helped me too, along with some of my neighbors and other friends."

Cameron shook her head and urged, "Don't ditch her, Matt. She's too good to lose."

I nodded, "I know." I shook my head. The pain of what I'd seen and what I had to decide continued.

KC and I were having a highly romantic and passionate time together as the days passed and the party got nearer. We both knew that some kind of a junction point was rapidly approaching. Oddly, we didn't talk about it. I didn't know what to say, and I suppose she felt that way too. Instead, we upped the frequency we made love, maybe in case this was our last week together.

Wednesday, at work, I called Cameron into my office about ten-thirty in the morning. She arrived and I indicated that she should come around my desk to look at my desktop computer screen. The screen was blank, and she looked at me with surprise and curiosity.

I ran my hand up her leg starting at her knee. The closer I got to her pussy, the larger her eyes got. I could hear her breathing quicken until I thought she'd hyperventilate. I reached her hairless pussy, and like the good girl that she was, Cameron was not wearing panties. She moved one foot to the side in a gesture that spread her legs a little for me.

I pushed two fingers up inside her and pumped them rapidly in and out of her pussy. I focused on Cam's G-spot. In only thirty seconds, the room started to fill with the sounds of her squishy pussy being finger fucked. Cam's sex aroma permeated the air.

Cam gasped in a near whisper, "Oh, fuck, I'm ... going to ... cummmmmmmmmm."

As her orgasm hit, she reached down and grabbed the edge of the desk with one hand and my shoulder with the other. Her grip was nearly painful it was so intense. As the climax passed, I extracted my fingers and lapped away her emissions. "You taste yummy," I told her in a matter of fact tone.

"God, you remembered. That was so intense, only now I'm wet with my cum and smell like a whore house on a busy night." She was trying to be mad at me, but failed miserably.

"You can leave it as far as I'm concerned. I'll probably do that again a little later, maybe several times. I might even shut the door and make love to you." I pulled her to me and kissed her, whispering that I loved her as well.

Cam rolled her eyes, and headed off to the ladies room.

KC got a sexual charge when I told about fingering Cameron twice during the day. She felt sure that Cam was home jumping Peter's bones about then, since she'd been really worked up.

KC had been worked up all week since I'd gotten back from Houston. I'd come home from work, and we'd spend an hour in the bedroom trying to set some kind of record. We'd go out and have a fast dinner, and then come home to spend another couple of hours in bed fucking before falling asleep.

I asked KC if she were jealous of Cameron, and she insisted that she wasn't. The whole scene just turned her on. She admitted that anything even remotely sexual or risqué had been turning her on for the past several weeks -- or years. I felt the same way. She loved the fact that I'd made Cam not wear panties at work, and that I had actually taken advantage of that point.

Friday at the office, Cameron came into my office and told me that she and Peter would definitely be at the Brower's party. Among other things, Peter wanted to meet me and take some of mystique out of the 'other man' who was in a sexual and love relationship with his fiancée. She assured me that he was only curious and not out for any vengeance or anything negative.

I teased, "Does that mean that you want to have wild and crazy sex with strangers?"

Cam smiled, "Maybe, but certainly you, if you're available. Maybe this time we'll just watch the rest of the party, if that's allowed. I told Peter about what we're apt to 'see,' but I don't think he's taken in that I might like to 'do.' I plan to make any decision on the spur of the moment, and believe me I am reciting that statement I told you over and over -- 'the greatest sin is the unlived life.' I'm leaning towards 'doing' a lot." She gave me a lascivious grin. "I told Peter he could fuck other people too; he got all excited about that."

"Don't get in too much trouble with Peter. Make sure he's onboard with anything before you do it. For instance, he might rethink having a little slut for a wife after she's fucked me and three other guys she'd never met before at a party."

Cameron laughed, "Don't worry, I'm not leaving him behind in anything I do. I want a good experience, IF I do anything, and just so you know Peter and I talked about the long term, and how I'd like an open marriage. We've spent hours talking about it, and he agrees it would be an asset. This party may just be the first of many forays we make into a sexual lifestyle."

I ran a hand up Cameron's leg as I watched her face. She was smiling at me. As I slowly coasted up her thigh, I reached her pussy -- her bare and unclad smooth pussy. Somehow, two fingers kept going another few inches inside of my pretty friend. Cam moaned and took hold of my shoulder for stability as I started to finger her.

Cam whispered, "Oh, you'd better plan on fucking me tomorrow night. I need your cock back in that pussy so much."

I smiled at her. "I think I might like to eat you all up first," I promised. Cam liked that and came.

As I smoothed her mons with my thumb, I said, "I never heard what Peter thought of your smooth and hairless pussy."

Cameron developed a devilish smile, "I told him how it came about, and that you were claiming me and rebranding me. Peter liked that. He fucked the daylights out of me after that, and then I suggested that he eat me. He actually went down on me as I was leaking his cum, that thing you do that always amazes me. He did it. I hope you realize that you're much more sexually creative than he is. He's following your lead and ideas."

Cameron then got serious. "Matt, KC is going to fuck somebody at tomorrow's party, and you should watch. You should see how beautiful she is when she does it. It'll amaze you, and make you love her that much more. There's something else I need to say to you that I want you to think about. It came to me on the way in to work this morning."

"What?" I asked realizing her serious tone.

"It's about unconditional love -- that's what this is all about. Think about it. Peter gives it to me. Don gives it to Edie. Doug gives it to Marcie. Tyler gives it to Kelsey. And the list keeps getting longer by all the people you know, love, and respect. You have been giving KC conditional love. You've fundamentally told her if she does something you don't like, like fucks some other guy, you think you'll leave her. Well, that's rotten, unkind, and disgustingly self-serving in my opinion. Lose your fucking ego! You should love her unconditionally, so it doesn't matter what she does, or how many times, or how, or anything. Just love her. Don't be an asshole about this." Cameron nearly burst into tears. She pleaded, "Please don't. Just love her."

Cameron then surprised me. She planted a kiss on me that blew my socks off, and then stomped out of my office. I heard the door to her office slam. I sat for a long time thinking about that short interchange.

I told KC about Cameron's plans for the party that night over dinner at our local pizza place. I didn't mention the last part of Cam's visit to my office. KC noted my enthusiasm and support for Cam to do something sexual. Of course, she teased me about having so many women to fuck at the party that I couldn't possibly have that many erections -- no male had ever performed like I would need to perform.