Opening Up

II

The next day I awoke kind of groggy, pitching my usual morning tent. I looked over at Chelsea who was laying on her back, still sleeping. Her hair was matted, curls were limp, makeup in a disarray, and thanks to the light coming through the windows, I could make out small noticeable hickeys on her neck and chest. Even with all of that being said, she was still as beautiful to me as ever before.

I laid there in bed staring at Chelsea, recollecting the night before and decided to let her sleep. She had partied all night and does not drink often, so I knew she was tired. Although I had morning wood, it would have to wait as I didn't want to disturb her. I began to grow uncomfortable the longer I laid there as I had to pee since I just woke up.

Ultimately, I slid myself out of the bed and began to make my way to the bathroom. Images of the night before flashed in my mind as I was stepped over articles of Chelsea's clothes from the night before. This made my cock twitch and go back to being as erect as possible. Which meant I would be standing there a while trying to go pee.

After what felt like an eternity, I finished using the bathroom and walked into our room and walked over towards her side of the bed. I reached down and moved some of her hair, leaned over, then kissed her on her forehead. She looked so peaceful, so innocent. Completely opposite of the sexual deviant she was the night before. I just smiled to myself; proud that she was mine.

I grabbed my phone and made my way downstairs deciding to make breakfast and eat. Afterword's, I would then wake her up with a cup of coffee to start the day. While I was preparing food, I heard Chelsea's phone ding. I looked over towards the end of the counter and there lied her purse and her phone from the night before.

I continued what I was doing and finished cooking my food. I was standing there eating it while scrolling through social media on my phone. DING, her phone went off again. I was about to take another bite when it went off again not even 5 seconds later. I sat my fork down and walked over to it.

I am respectful towards privacy as I treat people how I want to be treated, but I was curious to see who was blowing her phone up this early in the morning. I simply just tapped the power button and lit up her lock screen. She had 2 messages from 'Natalia 🦄'. Right under that she had 7 messages and 1 attachment from 'Justin'.

I went back to eating and only heard her phone ding one more time before I finished. I put coffee in the Keurig and made her a cup how she normally likes it. I put my dishes in the dishwasher, grabbed my phone, her phone, & her cup of coffee then headed upstairs. When I got into the room I walked over and placed her phone on her wireless charger and the coffee on her nightstand. I walked around the bed, placed my phone on my charger, then slid into the bed next to Chels.

Snuggling up next to her, she started to wake and snuggle me back.

"Good morning my love," she said in a morning raspy voice, stretching around me.

"Good morning." I greeted back, before kissing her as our faces met.

We made out for a short bit before her phone dinged behind her, which caused her to stop and open her beautiful eyes just inches from me.

"I figured you'd want your phone and a cup of coffee" I told her, "It's been going off all morning."

"Hrmm" She groaned smiling, before breaking our embrace and turning around reaching for her phone.

*Click* she unlocked her phone. She giggled slightly before saying "Natalia is such a hot mess!"

She reached for her cup of coffee and sat up in the bed leaning against her pillow and the headboard. She sat there sipping on her coffee while reading her phone. She took a sip out of her coffee and must have read or seen something she liked. With coffee still in her mouth she smiled keeping her lips closed. *Click* she turned her phone off and reached over to set it back on the charger, followed by placing her cup of coffee down next to it.

She got to lay down on the bed facing me to cuddle. She slowly started to rub the side of my torso under the sheets.

"Babe is all of 'this' ok with you?" she asked for reassurance.

"Yes, I told you," I assured her, "As long as you love me and are with me at the end of the day, I want you and me to explore every fantasy we've ever had."

"Well, I love you very much, and want to fulfill every fantasy you can think of," She said, "and I guess with that being said, I'll be honest about what I'm feeling right now."

"Ok babe, what's that?" I asked her.

"Well, I REALY want Justin to fuck me," she said widening her eyes saying really to emphasize, as if I didn't know that already. "I would have last night, but I wanted to talk to you about this first."

"So, what's wrong baby?" I asked

"I just-" she trailed off, "I know its your fantasy to see me fuck another guy."

"Ok." I edged her on.

"Well, I don't mind fucking another guy, I actually really want to after last night," She said, "You saw how horny I was when I got home."

"Soooooo?" I questioned her.

"I just, I don't want to fuck someone else with you watching me." She said in a scared tone, "I don't want my loving boyfriend to watch me being a slut with some random guy."

"So, you don't want to fuck someone in front of me?" I questioned, "That's it?"

"Well, yeah." She uttered, "Like I said, if I were to go through with any of your fantasies, I would want to do them my way, and if sleeping with someone else is one of them then I want to do it in private."

"So, you want me to wait outside the room while y'all have privacy?" I asked, "or wait in the guest room on the other side of this wall?"

"Ac-tu-al-ly, if we were to do it my way," She smiled before continuing, "I don't even want you to be on the second floor. I would want you waiting downstairs until we were done."

My cock started to grow, with the fantasy becoming a reality. She really wanted to fuck this guy but wanted to do it without my presence. Just the thought of her getting fucked was an aphrodisiac to me, but I wanted to get more out of it.

"Would you at least leave the door open?" I asked her, "So I could listen?"

It seemed as if she was grinning from ear to ear at that statement. "Yes baby, I'll leave the door open," she said as she slid her hand down to my growing cock, "BUT, you have to stay downstairs."

She began to push me over and climb on top of me. She sat right on top of my dick pressing it flat between our bodies. She reached down between us, sat up, angled my cock to her pussy, then slid right down onto it. She was wet as ever, possibly from her cum and my cum still festered inside of her from the night before.

"Ooooaahhhhhhh." She let out a slight moan fully submerging on my cock. She leaned down onto me, with my cock still inside of her.

"Would you be ok with that baby?" she whispered into my ear. "Would you stay downstairs like I asked? And listen to your girlfriend screaming- moaning- and cumming on another guy's cock?" she whispered into my ear as she slowly grinded onto me, making my cock reach its full erection turning me on with her words.

"Mmhmmm" I uttered

She sat up and began to ride me cowgirl and talked down to me, "Say it!" she demanded me, "Say you want this!"

"I do" I moaned out as she rode me faster. "I want this!"

"Say you want me to fuck him!" She said louder, giving soft moans with each rub, "I need to hear you say it baby! Uuahhhhh, tell me you want Justin to fuck me!"

"I want you to fuck Justin!" I moaned out, "I want you to be a slut!"

She grinded on me as fast as she could, "Oh my god!" She dug her nails into my chest, "I- i- I'm cu-cumming!" she yelled out before I felt her pussy start to contract around my cock. I was mesmerizing watching her get turned on by this fantasy so much. She came so quickly this morning and last night that I knew she wanted this as bad as I did. "OOOOAaaahhhhHHH!!! She moaned out as her orgasm died down. She slowed her pace.

"I'm getting close," I announced to her. What she did next surprised me. She stopped almost instantly.

"Baby what's wrong? Why did you stop?" I asked in a panic.

She just looked down at me and smiled, "Nothings wrong babe, everything is just right." She said giggling, pat my chest a few times, and began to unmount me and lay next to me.

"Why'd you-" I asked her before she interrupted me.

"Because" She said smiling, "I don't want you to cum!"

I must have had a shocked look on my face, causing her to explain herself.

"Look, if were going through with this I told you I want it done my way," She told me, "I don't want you to cum, just like last night, ok?"

I continued to sit there speechless looking at my freshly fucked happy girlfriend, whom was easily laxed about the situation as she just had cum, while I'm left with a raging boner eager to shoot my load already. My cock was still visibly pulsing pressing against the covers.

"Look, didn't you like how we had sex last night?" she asked me, "Weren't you so turned on? You came so hard inside of me, more than you ever have before."

With a slight groan I answered her, "yeah..."

"Baby I want you as turned on tonight as you were last night," she comforted me, "And if you not cumming until later is what it takes, then I don't want you to cum, ok?"

"Alright" I said in a low tone.

"I don't know why this fantasy turns you on so much, or me for that matter." She said, "But I like the new level of sexual chemistry we've found." She leaned forward and kissed me on the head. "Let's shower and go to the gym, I want to go tan."

She hopped up and went to go turn the water on in the shower, I couldn't help but watch her ass jiggle with each step as she left the bed. I noticed my erection was starting to die down and I also got out of the bed. I walked into the bathroom and Chelsea was already in the shower. I got in and we washed each other as we usually do.

We got dressed rather quickly, me in a cut off shirt and gym shorts and her in booty shorts, and a crop top shirt over her sports bra. We mixed preworkout in the kitchen then jumped in the car to head to the gym. Not much was said on the ride over, I drove while she sat on her phone. I could tell she would occasionally send a text but go back to scrolling through Instagram.

"Natalias gonna meet me there to work out." She informed me as she scrolled on her phone.

"Alright." I acknowledged her.

When we arrived, without saying a word Chelsea scanned in and darted off to the women's locker room. I figured id just go ahead and start my routine for the day. I went over to the free weight area and set down my bag and water. It was rather quiet in the gym on the weekends, just the usual casual fitness junkies.

I had looked at my phone right after my first set and was scrolling through Instagram when I heard a high-pitched voice behind me.

"Hey Ian!" it was Natalia.

"Hey pretty lady!" I greeted her.

Natalia was one of Chelseas hottest friends. Very similar to Chelsea in sexiness and beauty. I guess like the saying, 'birds of a feather flock together' except Natalia was born into money, so she had that extra help on her side. She had on an almost identical outfit to Chels, except for colors.

"I swear you girls coordinate your outfits together." I spoke.

"We just know what looks best." She said giggling. "Where's Chelsea?" she asked.

"She's still in the bathroom I believe." I responded.

"Oh okay," she looked around subtly before asking me, "Y'all got plans tonight?"

Not knowing how to respond about the situation I answered, "No- no plans, just uh- gonna stay home tonight I think."

She had to have already known, my answer caused her to start grinning from ear to ear before saying with a smile, "Oh, I thought Chelsea said it was date night?"

"Oh uh, yea she-" I said before getting cut off by Chelseas arrival.

"Natty!" she squealed towards Natalia before hugging her from behind. "Come on let's go over to the squat rack, ones open!" grabbing Natalias hand leading her away from me.

She just giggled going with Chelsea, looking back at me, and saying, "Bye Ian" giving me a very naughty knowing look. She knew, she has to know, otherwise why give me that look or ask me to begin with. Was she trying to humiliate me? Was she trying to rub it in? Am I starting to get hard? Fuck.

I sat down in a quick panic trying to hide the beginning of a pitching erection. I quickly pressed it between my legs and did my next set of shoulder press to get rid of it. Was her knowing that I knew turning me on? Its humiliating in a way, but also sexy as if she is in on the whole thing. I'm sure she is on the sidelines egging Chelsea on with the whole situation whether she knew about the date or not.

For the rest of the time that we were at the gym Chelsea was with Natalia. They were half assing their workouts and talking and giggling the whole time. Constantly on their phones showing each other things and likely up to no good now that I think about who she's with and what had happened last night.

I was about halfway done with my workout when I noticed them make their way towards the front to the tanning rooms. I figured I had about ten minutes left so I started to wrap up my workout. When I was done, I went and waited up front in the lounge area. It had been almost twenty-five minutes before Chelsea finally walked out of the tanning room.

"You were in there a while, huh?" I asked Chelsea, who was walking out glued to her phone.

"Huh?" she looked up, "Oh, yea sorry I took so long!" she smiled before grabbing my hand pulling me up from the couch. "Come on, I'll drive!"

When we got in the car, I couldn't help but ask why she was in the tanning room for so long. The max that those beds even turn on for is twelve minutes anyways, some safety feature.

"What took you so long in the tanning room?" I asked her point blank.

She had a blank look on her face, almost scared as if she didn't know what to say.

"I uh-" she started to scramble. "Well, Ju-" she reached for her phone. "I'll show you, I was going to show you when we got home." She opened her phone up, looked for something, and sent it to me. *Ding* my phone alert went off.

I opened up my phone and opened her attachment. I was speechless, it was her posing nude in the tanning bed. She was laying in the bed, holding the phone above her head angling it down to see her perky tits and one leg arched up. I could also pick her arm angled to where her hand must have been next to or on her pussy.

*Ding* another attachment came in.

I closed the image of her and opened another to be just as speechless as before. There Chelsea was, on her knees, back facing the mirror. Her phone was reversed to take a selfie pic of her back side. Her knees were spread so her ass popped, looking as bubbled up as she could get it. Also, her left hand was on her ass cheek pulling it slightly out.

I must have stared for those for a while before Chelsea broke the silence. "Baby, are you mad? Please don't be mad."

"I assume you took these for Justin?" I asked her.

"Yea....." She answered drifting off. "Baby I promise I was going to tell you when we got home, I was just going to think of how to on the way home."

"I'm not mad." I told her.

"You're not?" she asked me surprised. "I thought you- you were just so quiet that I-"

I cut her off, "I'm not mad, I was just looking at how sexy these pictures were." I looked over to her, she smiled. "I will say though, I'm a little jealous." I spoke. I couldn't deny it, it was a jab in my heart, but in a weird way I liked it, my cock twitched to the though of her being sexual with this guy. I knew some level of intimacy and flirting would surface, just not so quickly. Then again, she literally had a fuck date tonight.

"Wha- Why?" She asked me

"Cause, I can't tell you the last time you sent me a nude." I answered her. It had been well over a year since I got a sexual picture from her.

She gave a grin, "Then I'll send you ever sexy pic I take! And even one for just you!"

"Alright, but just curious, did he ask for them?" I asked her.

"Well, not really-" she trailed off, "Baby, I've been horny all day. Hornier than I've ever been. Well, he sent me a 'dick-pic' while I was working out with Nat, and it turned me on so much more." She was turning onto our street. "Well, I showed her, and she told me I should return the favor and suggested I send him one, so I did."

"So, she does know." I said out loud.

"Well, yea, of course she knows." She said to me like it was obvious. "I told her about your fantasy, and she's been very helpful ever since."

"You told her?!" I scrambled as she pulled into our driveway waiting for the garage to open.

"Yes, I told her, she set up the blind date silly. And she was in the car last night." She said to me focusing on parking the car. She put it in park and turned it off. "Speaking of which I need to start getting ready!" she leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek before grabbing her purse and getting out of the car. I got out behind her and followed her into the house. She ran upstairs while I went to my office to get on the computer. I could hear that she was starting a bath.

I got up forgetting that I didn't drink protein, nor did she. I went into the kitchen and made two post workout shakes. I drank mine, put it into the dishwasher. I then grabbed hers and brought it upstairs to her. As I walked into the bathroom, I saw her laying in a tub of water, head resting on the back with her eyes closed, she was relaxing.

"You forgot your post." I alerted her.

"Oh!", she sat up to take it from me, "Thank you!" she began to drink it as I started to strip, deciding I was going to take a shower in the one next to the bathtub.

As I stepped in the shower, I began to question her about this date for the night. "So, where is this date exactly?"

"MMmmmmm," she groaned out, "He's taking me to Mary Mahoney's."

"Upscale huh?" I asked.

"Yes, Natalia said he's got daddy's money, so I guess I'll let him spoil me." She said giggling at being spoiled.

Mary Mahoney's was a very old and locally owned fine dining restaurant. Not necessarily fine dining as suit and ties only, but very casual dress code. However, if you ate there, you had money. The cheapest steak on the menu was a whopping $58. I have been only a handful of times for that reason alone, but I knew it was good quality food.

"What happens if you see someone we know while your out with him?" I asked her, "like any coworkers, friends or family?"

"I dunno-" she said in a sly tone, "Better hope that doesn't happen."

It made me a little nervous at that statement, as this fantasy was becoming reality rather quickly. How would I react or respond to any of my close family or friends if they told me they saw her out with a guy, and not as just 'Friends'? Would I ack surprised, as if she cheated on me? The whole scenario would be humiliating, yet again sent shivers down my spine to my cock. How were all of these emotions turning me on. Something taboo and I couldn't explain it.

"Yea, I hope not." Was all I could muster.

I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and began to dry off. I looked over at her and she had a leg propped up on the side of the tub. Some of the water had drained from the tub and she was shaving her pussy. She sat the razor down when finished and looked up at me. I must have not realized I was just standing there in a towel watching her prepare herself.

"What is it baby?" she broke me from zoning out.

"Oh, uh- nothing. Nothing at all." I said finishing drying off and began to walk out of the bathroom.

I heard her pull the plug and start to drain the rest of the tub. I was putting on some boxers when she came out of the bathroom dabbing herself with the towel getting the remains of water off of her. She dropped that towel only leaving the towel wrapped up in her wet hair remaining and crawled into the bed.