Trinity: the Three and the One

Chapter 4

"Thanks for coming honey... I m-mean, Collin," said Cassidy, sitting across the table from him at the coffee shop.

His mouth was dry, and every fiber of his being screamed that something was wrong. The look in Cassidy's eyes was sad, but determined. He had seen that same look before, usually when there was something Cassidy needed to do, but had to psych herself up for.

But even worse than the troubling look in his wife's eyes, were the two people flanking her. On one side sat Kelly. The tall curvaceous beauty had a sharp, mocking smile on her lips, and one hand resting lightly on Cassidy's thigh. On the other side sat Jack, one broad arm thrown possessively over Cassidy's shoulder and a smug smile lighting up his chiseled face.

Overall, they seemed like a united front, facing him together. It made him feel so distant from Cassidy, like a wall had come down between them. For reasons he didn't understand, as he looked at Kelly and Jack's hands resting on his wife's body, his cock was hard as a rock, pulsing with a dark, negative heat.

"What's this about, Cassidy?" he heard himself ask, his voice cracking. Kelly giggled and gave her husband a knowing glance. Jack's smirk widened, and his arm pulled Cassidy tighter to his muscular torso. "Yeah, I think poor little Collin deserves to know, Cass." His voice was deep, masculine, and had a taunting edge. "Why don't you fill him in?"

Cassidy took a deep, shuddering breath, and put one of her delicate hands in the other... pulling off her wedding band. Collin felt like he was going to faint as she set it on the table between them with a click, then slid it across to him with trembling fingers. He could feel his heartbeat in his stiff cock. The dark arousal inside him leapt higher, fueled by his swirling negative emotions of devastated jealousy.

"I'm sorry..." whispered Cassidy guiltily, unable to meet his eyes.

As Collin looked up from the ring, he was shocked to see that the three across from him were naked now. Kelly's hand flexed between Cassidy's thighs while his wife writhed and humped her hips forward, making soft little sounds of pleasure. Cassidy's hand was busy as well, stroking the massive, drooling cock in Jack's lap. Collin couldn't help but watch his preacher's cock with sick fascination. It was towering, swollen, and couldn't have been shorter than ten inches. Cassidy's hand looked so small and delicate as it firmly gripped the base and traveled slowly up to the head.

"Sorry, pal," said Jack with a wide, shiny grin. "But how could Cass be satisfied with your pathetic excuse for a dick now that she's tried something so much better? She's with us now. She'd rather be our slutty little plaything than a loser's wife."

"No," said Collin numbly, fighting the suffocating, dark arousal that threatened to overwhelm him. He appealed helplessly to his wife, whose glossy lips were moaning and eyes squeezed shut in delight as her best friend's fingers endlessly teased and rubbed between her thighs. "Tell me it's a lie, Cassidy. It can't... it can't end like this! I love you!"

"I'm sooorrry," moaned Cassidy, her voice filled with guilt overpowered by arousal. Her hand never stopped rapidly jerking off the handsome, confident man next to her, "But honey... I... I think our marriage is over. I just... I can't do without Kelly and Jack. Not after what I experienced last night..."

"That's bullshit!" said Collin hotly. "They're poisoning your mind! You need to fight back, honey! For us!"

Kelly snorted and rolled her eyes. Her fingers were making loud squelching noises between Cassidy's legs now. "Oh come on now, little guy. Don't act like you're so upset. Everyone can see how much you're enjoying this."

And then suddenly, Collin was naked as well, his humiliating erection displayed for Kelly, Jack and Cassidy to see. They began laughing, high and bright and joyful, as they stared at his throbbing shame, pleasuring each other as Collin was left impotent and horny across the table. Alone.

Collin woke up with a start, his head fuzzy and his cock throbbing painfully in his pants. His mind tumbled with confused thoughts, one revelation following another in quick succession.

Confusion. Where was he? Where was Cassidy? He realized that he was laid out on his living room couch. He must have fallen asleep here last night. His body ached from the uncomfortable sleeping position.

Relief. Ah. Just a dream, It must have been all the stress and strange arousal from last night that brought it on. Of course he was still married to Cassidy. A one-off sexual encounter could never split them apart.

Creeping Dread. Wait... what time was it? Morning light poured in through the windows. Why was he still on the couch? Why didn't Cassidy wake him up when she got home? He scrambled to check his phone and saw that it was already seven in the morning.

Confusion was back, this time bringing anxiety and faint arousal along with it, coiling and spreading through his belly. Collin went and checked the bedroom just in case Cassidy had, for some reason, decided to let him sleep and went to bed on her own. The room was dark and silent, the bed still neatly made from the day before.

With his emotions swirling, Collin pulled up his call records. He had tried to reach Cassidy last night with no luck. She had never called him back. He sat on the edge of the couch and called her again, acid roiling in his stomach. No answer. His wife's cheerful voicemail message seemed to mock him.

Collin tossed his phone aside and put his head in his hands. The dark, twisted emotion of his dream still clung to him, inspiring new erotic, upsetting images in his brain.

The dream was just stupid anxiety. Cassidy would never treat him like that in real life.

Right?

...

Cassidy woke up to the feeling of warm, early morning sunshine and the smell of coffee. Every single muscle throughout her body ached, but in a good way. Like after a really good workout, the feeling of muscles worked to exhaustion for their intended purpose. Speaking of pleasantly sore... Cassidy moved her hand to her vagina and touched it gently with the pads of her fingers, sighing at the tender feeling of pulsing satisfaction and aching use.

"You do that every morning or is today just special?"

Kelly's voice made Cassidy's eyes flutter open. She glanced across the bedroom into the living area, where Kelly was standing at the dresser, staring at her with a teasing smile while she brewed coffee. The coffee machine softly percolated, filling the whole suite with the wonderful roasted aroma. Her friend was naked, emptying a little packet of sugar and cream into a steaming mug and stirring it as she walked back into the bedroom with a sly grin.

It took a minute for Cassidy to regain her bearings. Her eyes hungrily scanned over Kelly, who stood in the doorway fully exposed. The gorgeous brunette's full, round breasts and tight little pussy were on display as she sipped from her cup. Her eyes, as dark and warm as her coffee, were still locked on Cassidy... and especially on the hand between her thighs, still gently touching her folds. Cassidy felt a stickiness there; dried fluids, warmth. "Uh..ummm what?" Cassidy finally managed to mutter with her first blush of the morning as she pushed herself up into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. A snort made her turn and notice Jack. He was lying on the other side of the bed, just as naked as Kelly and Cassidy, and still sound asleep.

Suddenly everything rushed back like a tidal wave as Kelly spoke.

"Do you always touch yourself in the mornings? You seemed pretty content and I didn't want to disturb you, but... I'm a curious girl." Kelly giggled. "There's so many things I don't know about my best friend... But I think I found some of them out last night!" She crossed the room to the bed and sat beside Cassidy, placing a warm palm on her thigh. "Don't stop on my account sweetie. No shame in a nice morning 'massage'." She wiggled her brows at her with a sly grin.

Cassidy put her face in her hands, as her cheeks heated up. "Oh my god! I can't believe what we did last night!"

"Hey. Hey." Kelly began rubbing Cassidy's back gently. "It's okay. Don't be upset..."

She looked up from her hands, her face red but her lip bitten in a naughty little smile "I'm not."

Kelly paused in surprise. "You're not? Well... you just seemed a little..."

Cassidy took a deep breath. "I just mean... like... it's like if we went skydiving or cave diving or something. An amazing experience you just can't believe you survived."

Kelly chuckled. "Oh, so having sex with me and Jack is that perilous, huh? It's a wonder that he and I have survived this long. We fuck each other all the time." She nudged Cassidy with her shoulder and stood back up. "Need some coffee?"

"Oh yes, please!" Cassidy sighed desperately, getting up and following Kelly into the living room. A feeling of self consciousness washed over her about her nudity for a moment. Then it dawned on her: they were

all

naked. Last night had

really

happened. At this point, she and Kelly probably knew the feel of each other's bodies as well as they knew their own. Being naked in front of each other was hardly anything scandalous at this point. Still, she felt... exposed. At home, Cassidy rarely walked around nude unless she was going from the shower to the linen closet to get a towel, or from the bed to the bathroom after sex to get cleaned up. Not that she didn't like being naked. It wasn't unpleasant. In fact, she kind of enjoyed the way her best friend's deep brown eyes casually wandered her naked body.

Kelly poured a cup for Cassidy and handed it to her before turning and leaning against the dresser. Her eyes closed and she inhaled a deep breath, taking in the smooth scent of the coffee and making her beautiful, naked breasts heave in a way that Cassidy found fascinating. Cassidy mixed in a good helping of sugar to her cup. Once she had her drink sufficiently sweetened, she leaned next to Kelly, and they settled into a pleasant silence.

Their hands found each other as they stood sipping their drinks, fingers tangling together and squeezing gently with comfort and reassurance. As crazy as it was to believe, last night really

had

happened. Cassidy had lost track of how many times she'd climaxed. Usually with Collin it was just the once for both of them. That wasn't a bad thing. Her orgasms with her husband were absolutely wonderful, and in fact, they had a pure, intimate feeling that had actually been lacking from last night's debauchery. But still... This had been a whole new experience. Some of her orgasms had been one on top of the other, an endless train that powered through her so intensely she'd nearly blacked out at one point. Kelly had looked like she might pass out too at one point when she was riding Jack. Cassidy could picture it so clearly; Kelly's head thrown back in ecstasy and her eyes rolling as she screamed with pleasure. Jack, thrusting up into her relentlessly, making her tits bounce and ass ripple. It had been such an intense, erotic, sight that Cassidy couldn't help but finger herself, which was a surprise all on its own. Cassidy had probably rubbed her pussy more last night than in the last six months combined.

Now here they were, just like they'd been countless times in the mornings they'd come to each other's homes or met at church for early morning coffee, sipping and just quietly being in each other's presence. It was a slice of heaven. Bliss! They clasped each other's hands tightly and let the events of last night process and soak in.

"Doing okay?" Kelly finally asked, turning to refill her cup.

Cassidy let in a slow, deep breath. "Yeah." She let the word out in a long, slow sigh. "Yeah, I think I am. A little... shaken... um... it's a lot to process."

Kelly nodded, turning back to Cassidy with an understanding smile. "Yeah. Me too." She took a few more sips of her coffee before putting it down. "Let's go take a shower. I'm a mess, and, frankly sweetie, so are you. And you have to see this shower. It has one of those pulsing shower heads. It's gonna feel fan-freaking-tastic on our sore little bodies." She giggled and took Cassidy by the hand, leading her towards the bathroom.

Cassidy followed, dragging her feet like a reluctant toddler and looking back at her coffee. "Do I have to? I really could use like... a coffee IV."

Kelly just snorted and pulled Cassidy into the bathroom. The chill of the marble floor sent shivers up Cassidy's spine as they hurried toward the huge glass-walled shower. Kelly slipped in and turned on the shower head to the perfect temperature: just below burning hot. She stepped beneath the torrent and was instantly soaked, hair matting down against her and down her back. Cassidy watched her from the far end of the shower as the water cascaded along Kelly's toned muscles, along her shoulder blades and down to her ass, trickling between her cheeks and along her thighs.

Her breath was coming in shallow little gasps as she eyed her friend in a way that... before last night, she never ever would have considered. The gap between Kelly's thighs showed off her smooth slit, now glistening and dripping with warm water.

Kelly turned, looking over her shoulder at Cassidy, eyes sultry and knowing. As if she sensed that her friend was looking at her with abject lust. She reached out a hand to Cassidy, her wedding ring glittering in the water. Cassidy took her hand, her own wedding ring shining brightly as their hands clasped and Kelly pulled Cassidy towards her, their eyes never leaving each other.

Cassidy was pulled under the water with Kelly, standing just inches apart, smiling at each other under the downpour. Kelly pushed loose, wet strands of hair from Cassidy's face and cupped her cheek in her palm. "Thanks for doing this for me. For us. It means a lot," she whispered, the spray of the shower tapping against the marble floor and shining like fallen diamonds.

All Cassidy could do was nod and lean into her friend's touch for a minute. Their foreheads moved close and pressed together, eyes closing like the moment last night, before they had called Jack up to the suite to enjoy his present. A comfortable feeling. A moment of loving friendship.

"You smell like sex," Kelly whispered.

Cassidy crinkled her nose and burst out laughing, Kelly following suit and they pulled each other close in a tight, wet hug. Their breasts pressed against each other, but the sexual tension, at least for the moment, had melted and they were just friends hugging and laughing. They laughed hard enough to make their sides hurt. Spitting out water that fell into their mouths as they calmed into giggles and finally into heavy breathing.

Kelly reached for a loofah and poured some of the complimentary shampoo into it, getting it sudsy and dripping with bubbles. "Come on, Cass, let's get clean." Without a word, Kelly started scrubbing the loofah across Cassidy's shoulders, down her arms, and over her chest and breasts. She worked with no sexual intent, it was all very clinical and simple. She was simply scrubbing away the dried cum and sweat and juices from the night before. Cassidy stood still, letting Kelly do her work. She worked her way down to Cassidy's belly and then, without pausing, slipped the sudsy, soft loofah between her legs, scrubbing over her thighs and mound. "Geez, he really did a number on you. Cum is always so hard to scrub off when it dries," Kelly muttered, gently rubbing at stubborn spots of dried semen on Cassidy's soft skin.

It was hard not to feel... stimulated by Kelly's touch. The rough scrubbing along her sensitive, heated skin from the shower was awakening the curiosity inside Cassidy once again. Feeling a sudden urge to connect with her friend, her hands pushed back Kelly's wet hair so she could see her face. She didn't intend it to be sensual, but when Kelly's lovely eyes locked with Cassidy's as she looked up, a new heat rushed through Cassidy that wasn't from the shower spray.

Kelly chuckled... a low, heated sound in her throat that made a pleasant shiver run up Cassidy's spine. Her friend must have had a front-row seat to Cassidy's hidden lust. She was just inches away from Cassidy's tingling pussy, squatting down in front of her, stroking the fluffy loofah between her legs, cleaning her of her husband's cum. "I guess your little wake up rub wasn't enough, huh?" asked Kelly with a wink. "What am I going to do with you, you naughty girl? We were supposed to be getting clean, not dirty..." But despite her teasing words, she smiled and put the loofah aside, slipping a gentle hand between Cassidy's thighs. Her fingers glided along Cassidy's folds, between her lips, under the hot falling droplets.

Cassidy groaned, hands tangling in Kelly's hair as she felt her friend's soft, wet touch. Heat mixing with heat.

"Your pussy is so beautiful, Cass." Her fingers moved up, thumb circling Cassidy's clit. Her free hand went to her friend's hip and gripped it as she continued exploring Cassidy's sex. "So lovely and delicate. Like a flower. Just like all the buds and blossoms in your shop." She moved closer, the tip of her nose brushing Cassidy's lips. "And you smell amazing..."

Cassidy was trembling, hands still tangled in her friend's hair as she looked down in a hazy cloud of lust, intoxicated by the intimate attention Kelly was giving her. She'd never experienced anything like this before. Collin admired her over her panties, and she absolutely loved that. But this was new, taboo, a whole different universe.

Kelly parted Cassidy's lips with her thumbs, opening her up to expose her pink. The water cascading down along her skin and inside. The heat touched her along with Kelly's breath.

"Fuck..." she muttered. Or maybe they both muttered.

Before Cassidy knew what was happening, Kelly had moved closer and her lips pressed against her opening.

"Oh...oh god!" she gasped as her friend's gentle, wet lips found her and tasted her. Doing what she'd been too afraid to do last night in the heat of everything. But here, together, in the privacy of their shower, she couldn't resist letting Kelly explore, at least a little.

Kelly's tongue flicked out and gently lapped at Cassidy's vagina.

"UH!" Cassidy stiffened, nipples hardening and legs trembling with nervous desire. "K...Kel...oh my god..." she whimpered. Lips and tongue... touching tenderly, exploring the smooth skin of her vagina... slipping gently inside. The feeling was intense. Much stronger than her husband's kisses on the outside of her panties.

Kelly kissed again. Soft. Sweet. "So perfect." She whispered under the falling water. Her thumb circled Cassidy's clit again. Then, she moved her wedding ring finger to Cassidy's opening and pressed it up inside, sliding in deep until the ring touched her clit.

"Fuck!" Cassidy gasped. Her back found the wall of the shower and Kelly gripped her hips, steadying her so she wouldn't slip and fall. "Fuck! Kelly, oh my fuck!" Cassidy moaned, eyes rolling up as her friend moved the one finger in and out of her tight sex.

"So tight," Kelly whispered. "I've always kinda wondered what guys feel, ya know? How our pussy's feel when they squeeze them. This must be pretty close to that feeling," she muttered, gliding her finger deep into her friend and then out again, watching her pussy cling hungrily to her finger, her gaze fascinated.

"Ohhhh God!" Cassidy gasped and grabbed hold of Kelly's head. "Please... please Kel, oh fuck I'm... I'm gonna..."

Kelly looked up at Cassidy, angling and then curving her finger inside her pussy to rub against the sensitive spot inside. "It's okay, Cass. Cum. Let me make you feel good."

Cassidy arched, head against the wall, chest out with water splashing against them as she began to cum on Kelly's finger. "Fuck. Fuck! Oh, my fucking GOD!" Cassidy whimpered as the orgasm raged through her, thrumming deeply into her bones.