ACT 12: SLEIGHT OF HAND
My eyes drew open, clouded and dim. Night was still upon me, a wisp of the long curtains let the pale moonlight briefly shine in. I had been asleep for I don't know how long; I sat up on the couch, stretching the kinks out of my muscles. Standing, my knees were weak and sore. Filling a cup with water, I drank it down, the whole cup, then poured another, it did little to wash the dry cotton from my mouth. I slipped over and peeked into the bedroom.
Kat was lying on her side with Jack behind her, pressed against her bare skin. His hips jerked into her with short bumps. I rubbed my eyes with my fists. Jack's arm was laying over the top of her, hands squeezing and pulling her nipples.
"Shit. He's fucking her again." The silent words breathed out my open mouth.
Kat's mouth hung open and eyes rolled back. Hips rocking back and forth with a slow, long motion, her hand held his hand, on her swollen breast. Dragging his finger down her body, he grasp the back of her knee and raised her leg, allowing me to see his cock deep inside her. Kat's breath was deep and low as his cock slid in and out of her, pink lips snugly wrapped around the meaty shaft that invaded her. She continued to manipulate her own breast, even though his hand was no longer there. Her head rotated up.
"Are you going to fuck me all night?" Her voice was deep and raspy.
Jack rolled her over onto her stomach, rolling with her, staying on top of her. Kat spread her long sweaty legs. He pushed himself up, back curved and hips smashed into her ass, then started fucking her from behind. Lying flat on her stomach, her body jerked up and down with each lunge, arms now out to her sides, framing her head. Kat's fingers gripped the sheets, knuckles white.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes." She moaned softly, with each thrust of his dense cock.
Jack's hips began to bear down on her, squishing her ass underneath him and forcing his cock downward, deep inside her stretched out lips. His body twitched and cock shot its contents into her.
"Oh yes." Kat moaned, feeling the hot liquid fill her up again.
Jack pulled his cock from her, a rope of cum dripping from the tip, and falling down onto her ass.
"I need some sleep Jack." Kat said, staring off into the dark room.
Jack laid down beside her, resting his leg on hers. They both closed their eyes.
I slunk back into the kitchen, picking my water up and sipping it. Setting it down, I almost spilled it on Jack's backpack. Pushing it back to the center of the island, I held it there, then slid it back in front of me. I shot a quick glance toward the bedroom, then unzipped the bag. There were a few pieces of clothes in it and a brown plastic bag. I opened the bag and examined the contents.
"Damn," I muttered, "there must be ten packs of those little blue pills in here"
Seeing a half used pack of ten lying on the bottom of the bag, underneath the rest, I dug them out, ripping the little squares apart and stuffing the pills into my pocket. I closed the bag and shoved it back to the center of the tile counter.
"Sure he won't mind." I mused.
Going back to the couch and lying on my side, I squeezed my eyes closed, trying to sleep.
The next time I Awoke, the sun was shining in, lighting up the whole cottage. I wasn't sure how early it was, but I felt refreshed. I started a pot of coffee and went to the bathroom. The stream came out almost clear, a hard, fast stream that splashed up the sides. After finishing, I crept up on the bedroom door, peaking in.
"Shit." I mumbled. "Of course."
Jack was lying on his back and Kat was over top of him, facing the opposite direction. Her head was gliding up and down over his hips, his cock slipping in and out of her open mouth, saliva coating his shaft. Jack's arms were wrapped around her legs and his glossy face was mashed into her crotch, tongue licking her clit. His fingers were pinching her ass, spreading it open. He pulled his head back and placed the tip of his tongue on her puckered asshole, pressing the tip inward. Kat pulled her mouth off of his cock.
"Oh god." She moaned, as his tongue circled her ass.
Her head went back down, taking half his erect cock inside her gaping mouth. Wrapping her fist around the base of his cock and trying to remain stable, she pulled the skin tight. Her cheeks sunk in as she sucked his purple head, the clear ooze coating her white teeth. Jack's grunts were muffled by her thighs as they cinched down on his ears. He arched his neck forward and drove his tongue into her wet folds, causing Kat's hips to tweak and push into his sparkling face.
Spreading Kat's ass open wide, Jack's fingertips lightly caressed her tight hole, flicking it. Mouth full of cock, she groaned, her lips stretched around the sticky shaft. His finger tightened, making a small indentation in her asshole. Kat's eyes squeezed shut, as her jaw began to ache. Jack applied more pressure, and Kat's asshole spread slightly. Her eyes popped open as his fingertip popped inside her ass.
"NO!" The gagged yell that came from her throat only a whimper that slipped out around the cock in her mouth.
Kat's body tensed and lungs expanded. She let out a muffled moan that vibrated down the stiff pole inside her mouth. Her lips were now stroking his cock as her neck jerked her head up and down. Jack flung his hips up, meeting her downward thrust and buried his cock deep in her throat. Kat gagged as the fluid rushed out, shooting down the back of her throat. She pulled her mouth from around his purple head, coughing and spitting, white strings dangling off her chin. Kat's hand began moving with lightening speed, as more clear liquid bubbled out and down the long shaft. She slurped it up, then sucked the remaining clear frothy mixture from his purple head.
Kat raised herself up, pressing her hips into his face and grinding her clit against his narrow chin. Her fist still clinched down on the base of his hard cock and Jack's cum still draining down her throat and dripping off her chin, her body tightened.
"Oh fuck." She gurgled, as the energy coursed through her.
She fell back down onto one arm and stroked his cock fast, watching the clear glaze leak out and down the long shaft, covering her white knuckles.
"Oh yea." She moaned, stroking his cock until nothing came out and his body quivered underneath her.
Stepping back out of sight, I crept to the kitchen, barely able to walk. I could hear their heavy breathing from where I was. I pulled out three mugs and poured a coffee then leaned back against the counter, a large bulge in my shorts.
A few minutes later, Kat came out of the bedroom, wiping her mouth and chin with her cum varnished hand.
"Good morning." She chirped, heading straight for the bathroom and closing the door.
When the door opened, Kat came out with a little smile planted on her face. She poured a cup of coffee and kissed me on the cheek, glancing over at the bedroom. Her breath smelled of toothpaste and cum.
"How was your sleep?" She asked, standing beside me her breasts streaked red.
"Good" I replied, shifting a little. "And you?"
"It was OK." She sipped her coffee, smiling at me.
Jack strutted out of the bedroom naked and poured a cup of coffee, his cock still glazed with Kats cum. Standing opposite her, on the other side of me, he leaned back against the counter.
"How did the couch treat you?" He nodded his head.
"Oh, OK." I said, annoyed at having to answer the same type of question twice.
We drank a few cups of coffee and chatted, Kat always glancing down at Jack's cock. She seemed to have enjoyed herself, but she also looked tired, bags beginning to form under her eyes. I couldn't be sure how many times they had fucked, but it was enough to keep her up most of the night. Jack finished his cup, setting it down in the sink.
"I have to go, my plane flies out today." He notified us.
"How soon?" I questioned, pouring another cup.
"This evening. I'm already packed, but as you know, it's a three hour cab ride." Jack picked up his bag. "And there are only a couple of flights out a week; I want to get there early, so I can do some work at the port."
I looked away, out the window as he threw the bag over his shoulder.
"You should call Lupe, he's the driver that we use." Kat added, sipping her cup of coffee. She handed him the tablet with Lupe's number on it. "The address is on the top."
Jack called the number from the cottage phone, arranging for Lupe to come pick him up and take him to the hotel, then the airport. He still seemed to be unaware that Kat and I were married, but the evidence was all around him. It amused me how naive a guy could be, but also made me consider how naive I was in different situations, and never even realized it.
"Thank you" He nodded to Kat, setting the phone down, then looking at me. "You mind if I use your shower? It would make things quicker"
"Go ahead" I told him, gesturing with my coffee cup toward the bathroom.
Jack adjusted the bag on his shoulder and held out a hand to Kat. "Care to join me?" He prompted her.