Chapter 3
Jack lounged on his stool in the luxurious bar at the Imperium, sipping a bourbon on the rocks.
A woman was making eyes at him from across the bar. Tall, blonde, ten years younger than him at least. She was wearing a tiny red cocktail dress that showed off her curves to devastating effect. Jack wasn't exactly shocked that she was interested. He looked good tonight. It would have felt a little lame to walk into his rendezvous with Kelly and Cassidy wearing his "wholesome dad" birthday outfit, so he had broken out his tailored suit before driving over to the hotel.
He wore it now with a tight fitting white dress shirt, two buttons left open at the collar. Simple and stylish, just like the black silk boxers he wore beneath. Leave the dressing up and stunning outfits for the ladies.
Jack raised his drink in a toast to the woman giving him smoldering bedroom eyes across the bar, clicking his wedding ring against the glass as he did. She got the message with a little pout, and Jack was alone with his thoughts again.
The mystery blonde was hot, but Jack was a married man. He had always had a high libido. In more ways than he could count, Kelly was the perfect woman for him. She had a sex drive that matched his and the force of will to keep him in line. She made him a better man. And part of being a better man was being mature enough to feel attraction to other people, then let that attraction go without letting it affect how he treated them.
Jack had heard people say that there was no such thing as a bad thought, just bad actions. He broadly agreed with that, although sometimes the Bible didn't... like when it came to coveting your neighbor's wife, for instance...
Kelly was a big believer that sexual urges were natural and harmless. She had helped him to get more comfortable accepting his dirty thoughts, then letting them pass. Early in their relationship, he had come to her, guilty and uncomfortable, saying he wanted to change the dentist he used, because the dental hygienist was too attractive to him. Kelly had just laughed, telling him she would start worrying when the hygienist blew him (she always did have a naughty sense of humor). Since then, his incredible, understanding wife had encouraged him to be open with her about the attraction he felt for others, and use it as fuel in bed with her. It helped that, no matter who caught his eye, Kelly was always right on the top of his list of women he most desired.
He had to admit that his attraction to Cassidy was stronger than most of his random impulses. His wife's best friend was just so cute, small, and shy. A totally different flavor of femininity than Kelly's confident, forward sensuality. Cassidy's blushing, demure beauty made Jack's dominant instincts flare up. He just wanted to pounce on her.
But he never would... Or, at least, he never would have. Cassidy was charming and dedicated to another man. Even if he wasn't married, the last thing Jack would ever want to do was break up a loving couple like Cassidy and Collin. Collin was a good guy, and Jack was sure no one could deserve Cassidy more. And so, his random lust for Cassidy had been just another in a long series that he had happily let go as meaningless.
But then Kelly, his beautiful, loving, sly little minx of a wife, had somehow managed the impossible. She had cleared away every obstacle; giving her permission, securing Cassidy's participation, and even getting Collin's blessing. That was her gift to him: for one incredible taboo evening, to allow her husband to let his male instincts run wild, not just with his wife, his favorite woman in the world, but also with the forbidden fruit that had tempted him. Both at once. It would be a night he would remember for the rest of his life.
His cell phone rang in his pocket. Jack answered it swiftly, a smile spreading across his face as he heard the purring tone in his wife's voice that was an obvious tell of her arousal.
"We're all ready for you up here, birthday boy. Come on up and unwrap your presents, before we give in to temptation and get started without you."
"Hmmm, how horrible would that be? To walk in on two girls having fun?" Jack drained the rest of his drink and left a generous tip on the bar as he got up, heading to the lobby. The blonde watched him with longing eyes as he left, but Jack didn't notice.
"Oh, me and Cassidy will definitely have some fun together... But I would rather have you here calling the shots. After all, we're just a pair of silly, horny girls that need a big, powerful man to come and tell us what to do..."
Jack chuckled into the phone, but felt his cock swell from the smoldering, submissive dirty talk dripping from his wife's lips.
"Well, in that case, I'll be right up."
***
Jack stepped into the luxurious suite, feeling the anticipation and excitement building inside him. Cassidy and Kelly were nowhere to be seen in the entry area, but if he knew his wife, they would be waiting for him on the...
He turned the corner into the room. The sight before him nearly took his breath away, and instantly caused him to swell to full mast.
Kelly always knew how to set up a compelling image.
The wives were laid back, lounging on the bed. Kelly, his angel, his perfect naughty bride, was wearing a sinful black corset with lots of lace and garter straps that perfectly displayed her soft, toned body. She, as always, was the first thing he noticed. But he couldn't help appreciating his special treat for the evening as well.
Cassidy lay on the deep purple sheets as well, visibly nervous but excited. In contrast to Kelly, she wore a corset of pure, innocent white that teasingly concealed as much as it showed. Her face was flushed pink and her plump lower lip bitten in a nervous tic she used frequently, but looked especially alluring in this sexual context.
Opposites. Black and white. Familiar and forbidden. Lustful and innocent. His wife... and another man's. There was just enough space between the two women for him. Kelly beckoned with a smile on her lips and fire in her eyes.
"Come join us, hubby. Cassidy and I want to give you a present."
Jack slipped off his shoes and crawled into bed between his two partners for the evening. The first thing he did was pull Kelly into a deep, passionate kiss, pulling his wife's lovely body close to express his gratitude and desire and love more than words even could.
Cassidy watched as Jack and Kelly kissed, slow and intimate, their hands tenderly touching and holding one another. He was between them, so close to Cassidy that they were touching. She could feel the fabric of his suit pressed against her thigh and arm as she watched the couple's embrace. Kelly's lips were soft and tender against her husbands. Cassidy felt as if she was intruding, seeing an intimate, private moment that should be between them.
Then, Jack was turning to her and her cheeks burst into flames.
He leaned back against the headboard, casually putting his arms around Kelly and Cassidy. His gaze stayed on Cassidy as his hands rested lightly on their shoulders. For a second, she thought he was going to pull them both closer. Instead, he just rested his hands there on their bare skin, smiling appreciatively.
"Hi Cass," he said gently, his eyes warm and gentle.
"H-hi, Jack," Cassidy muttered, trying hard to maintain eye contact. She was a grown woman who had agreed to this and knew exactly what she was getting into. There was no need to feel so... so...
"Nervous?" asked Jack, his strong, warm hand rubbing lightly over the bare skin of her shoulder.
She snorted lightly in a laugh. "That obvious?" Cassidy smiled, embarrassed. God, he smelled nice! And his hand was gentle but had some rough calluses on his palm and the pads of his fingers. The feeling sent shivers through her. She felt like she was in high school again and the most popular guy was talking to her.
"Don't be. Kelly and I just want to have fun tonight. So let's take this slow. Ease into it. See where the evening takes us. And if you're uncomfortable at any point, just say stop. Simple as that." His words were deep, comforting. Cassidy found herself focusing on his lips. The scruff along his jaw. The gentle grip of his hand on her. It was almost overwhelming.
Kelly cuddled closer to her husband, her hand going to his shirt and starting to play with one of his buttons. Her eyes met Cassidy's, and she grinned, eyebrow raising and motioning with a slight nod, like she should do something.
Cassidy turned back to Jack... his clear grey eyes weren't just kind and gentle now. There was a spark in them, and Cassidy felt an answering heat inside herself. The air seemed to crackle with receptive, eager energy between them. Before Cassidy even realized what she was doing, she stretched up and tilted her head. Her lips met Jack's. He was hesitant at first, but then leaned in and pressed his lips more firmly against hers, taking control of the kiss.
Collin had said no kissing. But... how could she not? It just felt natural in the moment, with the crackling spark of attraction and sexual tension. Besides, wasn't kissing part of sex? It wasn't a big deal. Just a kiss. They would be doing far more than that tonight, anyway. It was fine. It would be fine.
Jack's hand tightened on Cassidy's shoulder, pulling so their lips pressed more firmly. For some reason it felt good to be moved by him... to be pulled in closer. Jack deepened the kiss, and Cassidy responded, her hand rising hesitantly to cup his cheek, trailing along the back of his head, through his hair.
