Befriending Becca Ch 02

Author's Note: The following is a work of fiction. All characters engaged in sexual activity are over the age of eighteen. This is the second installment of the three-part series "Befriending Becca." This story contains some light anal play.

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Alex thrusts his cock deeper into Katie's pussy, his face buried against her shoulder. Kissing her neck as he pounds her.

Katie sighs. She wraps her legs around his waist and clutches his shoulders tighter. "Oh god, oh god!"

Alex pounds her with abandon. Fucking her as hard as he ever does. He'll come soon, she's certain. After all, she knows his signs well. And exactly what'll push him over the edge.

"Fuck me!" she whispers. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Katie feels him swell inside her.

Here we go.

Alex pushes his cock as deep into Katie as it'll go, holding it in place. Grunting as he comes. Katie clamps down on his cock, feeling every throb. Every last lingering pulse.

He lifts his head. They stare into each other's eyes, Alex thrusting gently. They share a warm, loving kiss.

Alex pulls out of her. They lay on their backs next to each other. Katie stares up at the ceiling fan turning around. Blowing cool air on her bare skin.

"That was so damn hot," Alex says.

Katie turns on her side, rubbing his chest.

"I can't get over it," Alex says. "It's so fucking incredible."

Katie rests her head on his shoulder. Tonight was extra passionate, wasn't it? How could it be otherwise, given the circumstances?

"Whattaya say I go downstairs and pour us each a glass of wine?" Katie says.

"Sounds great," Alex says.

She kisses his cheek. "I'll be right back."

Katie goes downstairs without getting dressed. Why bother? The kids are up in Maine with her parents. Alex and Katie have the house all to themselves.

She opens the fridge, peering inside. Hungry all of a sudden.

She finds the ziploc with the cheeses they bought last week at that place in Bucks County. That was forever ago, before Becca started housesitting for Dr. Goldstein across the street. Beautiful Becca. So young. Only twenty-three compared to Katie's forty-six.

Becca. Becca, Becca.

Katie gets out the cutting board and a long, rectangular plate. She slices a few bricks of cheese, arranging them artistically on the plate.

She grabs a bottle of cabernet out of the wine fridge in the pantry, pouring them each a generous glass. She was standing in this exact spot two hours ago when she told Alex about her and Becca. Alex was sitting at the kitchen island.

Katie started off sly. "Remember that girl Becca? You know her, Dr. Goldstein's housesitter."

Alex looked confused. "Of course I

remember

Becca. I fixed her bike the other day. Why?"

Why, indeed.

Katie relished the moment. Saying nothing. Waiting for him to ask.

"What about her?" he said again.

She shrugged, pouring him a glass of wine. "It's nothing, really."

She handed him his glass, trying to hold back a smirk and failing.

He saw right through her, though, didn't he? He read her expression and knew she was up to something. "Nice try. What about her?"

She took a sip and shrugged. "I fucked her this afternoon."

Alex's jaw hung open. His eyes blazed with joy.

Katie pretended not to notice. "The oven should be ready in just a minute. I'm starving."

"Wait, wait," Alex said. "Say that again."

"I'm starving."

"No, the thing before that."

This is too easy.

"The oven should be ready in just a minute. I preheated it to three-fifty."

"The thing about Becca," he says.

"Becca? You mean from across the street?"

He smiled. "You're an evil woman. How many girls do you know named Becca?"

Damn, this is fun

. "Her? We went for a walk at the reservoir this afternoon."

"And?"

Katie sipped more wine, shrugging. "It was terribly crowded. Camp groups all over the place. You know how much I hate it when it gets crowded there. I know it's not actually

my

park, but still."

He sighs.

"So we went on the Cove Trail," Katie continued. "You know it, right? It's that one that climbs up the ridge over the pond."

He nodded. "Yes. I know the Cove Trail."

Of course he knew. He knows every inch of the sprawling park. "That's when that storm came rolling in. You know, it wasn't supposed to rain until later."

He rolled his eyes. "That's correct."

"How'd they get the forecast so wrong? You'd think with all the satellites and computer models, they'd be able to predict that better."

Alex sighed. "You'd think. What happened next?"

He's right. I'm evil.

"We got caught up in it. Isn't that terrible?"

"You seem okay," he said.

"We made a dash for that bird-watching blind by the edge of the pond. The swans that live there were huddled by the shore. A storm like that must be so frightening for them."

He bit his lower lip. "I'm sure. Back to you and Becca."

She shrugged. He was onto her game, wasn't he? So much the better to prolong his agony. "I mean, the poor things. What must they make of all that thunder and lightning?"

"I'm sure they're used to it. Please continue."

"We took shelter huddled in the corner of the blind. Thunder was booming, lightning was striking. You should have seen the pond! It's surface looked like it was boiling because it was raining so hard."

He took a sip of wine. "You paint a vivid picture."

He's surrendered, hasn't he? Good boy.

Resistance is futile.

"We were huddled in the corner out of the rain. We had our arms around each other and it was pouring all around us, water flowing over our sneakers. Mine are ruined, by the way."

"I'll buy you a new pair."

She sipped more wine. "You already have. They arrive tomorrow. Anywho, next thing you know we were kissing. Becca's

really

good at kissing."

Alex grinned ear-to-ear. He was so cute. "Yeah? You and Becca? Kissing?"

"Well, making-out," Katie said. "We were all over each other. God, that girl's tongue."

"Whoa."

"Anyhow," Katie said. "We came back here."

"Of course."

"We were soaked and filthy. I mean, you can imagine."

He nodded. "I certainly can."

"So we ran upstairs and took a shower together."

"Together," he said. "You showered together."

"Indeed. That was so much fun. Then I took her into our bed."

The joyful look on his face was priceless. "Did you?"

"Twice."

"Twice?"

Katie grinned. "Twice."

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Katie shakes her head. She places the wine and cheese plate on a tray, heading back upstairs. She pauses in the foyer, looking across the street. Dr. Goldstein's house is dark except for a solitary light upstairs.

All that house and sweet Becca alone in it. Wouldn't it be nice if Becca could join Katie and Alex? No more lonely nights for her!

But how does one brooch

that

subject with her? Then again, Katie told Becca about Roxanne. That's all the seed Becca would need to come up with the idea herself.

Katie goes upstairs. Her bare feet are quiet on the hardwood floors.

How they managed to get through dinner is a mystery to Katie. They did, somehow, doing the dishes together. Smiles passing between them. When the last dish was put away, Alex turned to Katie. He took her by the hand and led her upstairs.

The fucking which followed! It started with Katie sharing every detail of fucking Becca. The entire play-by-play. As Becca wished.

Alex lay next to Katie in bed, jerking off as she narrated everything.

No detail was omitted: The taste of Becca's pussy. Her sensitive nipples. How she liked her clit licked Or the way Becca ate Katie's pussy with such passion.

"Goddamn," Katie whispered in his ear. "Let me tell you, that girl knows how to lick some pussy!"

"I'm gonna come just thinking about it."

"Wouldn't you rather fuck me instead?" Katie said. "Lay back. Let me ride you while you picture me fucking sweet young Becca right here in our bed."

His eyes rolled back. "I love you so fucking much."

"And I love you. Now get into position, boy! Move!"

Their subsequent fucking was raw and uninhibited. Nothing like a little lesbian sex with a woman half Katie's age to spice things up with her husband.

Alex is in the shower when Katie reaches their bedroom. She sets the platter on the bed and places his glass on the nightstand. She lays on her side next to the tray, sipping her wine.

She sighs. There's nothing like fucking a woman and then a man in the same day, is there? The only thing that beats it is at the same time.

Back to

that

idea again, huh? That wouldn't be something Becca would be up for, would it?

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Becca scans Dr. Goldstein's collection of scotch. It's all top-shelf. He insisted she drink whatever she wants from it, though.

"Consider it your own," he'd said. "I'll be insulted if you don't."

She looks over the single malts, trying to decide. Alyssa introduced her to that particular passion her sophomore year of college. The dude she dated after Alyssa for a few months was even more into scotch.

She shakes her head. What does it say when, at twenty-three, she's dated not one but two whiskey snobs?

Becca selects a bottle of Aberlour A'Bunadh Single Malt. Dr. Goldstein has three bottles of it on hand. The money he makes doing boob jobs is astounding. It's almost enough to make Becca reconsider oncology.

She pours a generous amount over ice and adds a splash of water. She goes upstairs,delighting in the joy of walking around this giant, empty house naked.

Becca glances out the window. Katie's house is dark even though the sun's barely down. They're going at it right now, aren't they? Of course they are! Becca urged Katie to share every detail from this afternoon with him.

"He'll be out of his mind," Katie said.

Becca sighs. Too bad she's not with them right now. But how does one bring-up

that

? Then again, Katie

did

mention how she and Alex get together with their lady friend up in Vermont on occasion.

Becca sips the whiskey, twisting her nipple with her free hand. If only she were across the street right now. Laying back, Katie going down on Becca while getting hammered from behind by Alex. Or maybe it's Becca's face buried in Katie's pussy while Alex fucks Becca's other end.

Even better.

So what if they're twice her age? The idea of being Alex and Katie's college age sex toy makes her stomach feel flush.

Fuck, yeah

.

Becca goes into the bedroom. She puts down her glass and gets out her vibrator. She lays back, sucking it while she's fingers herself. Pretending it's Alex's cock.

Betcha Katie's sucking his dick right now. Yeah.

Becca switches the vibrator on. She fucks herself with it, letting the images flow unimpeded. Katie and her going down on Alex together. Taking turns. Katie licking his balls, Becca sucking his cock. Their tongues running up and down either side of him.

"Suck that cock, Katie," Becca moans. "Now give me a turn. Gimme that cock."

So many possibilities! Bouncing on Alex's cock while Katie sits on his face. Becca and Katie kissing while Alex makes them cum. His tongue in Katie's pussy and his cock inside Becca.

"That's right," Becca groans. "Eat your wife's pussy while I ride your cock! Fuck!"

Becca rides his cock hard. Pushing down on it, forcing it deeper into her. Making love to a married couple twice her age. Revelling in the idea.

"Fuck, yeah!" Becca cries "Fuck, yeah!"

Becca comes hard, groaning and whimpering. Pleasure beyond measure bringing peace and release.

She sits up, catching her breath. Taking a sip of scotch. Even the fantasy made her come hard. What would the reality do?

But would it be as good as she imagines? Sure, sex with Katie is awesome. Alex, on the other hand, is an unknown factor. There's no established comfort level, like Becca has with Katie. Hell, who knows if there's any actual chemistry?

Becca shakes her head. Enough fantasy. Becca needs to figure out how to make this happen. And make sure it's as hot as she hopes it can be. But how?

A plan forms.

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Becca spots Alex out of the corner of her eye.

He's on his bike, returning from his evening ride. She heads down the driveway, timing it carefully. Lingering at the mailbox, pretending not to notice him until the last possible moment.

She looks up, making eye contact. Smiling broadly.

Alex stops in front of her. "Hey, Becca."

"Hi, Alex! Finishing your daily ride?"

"Yeah," he says. "The rain held off long enough. I was afraid I'd have to cut it short. But I did ten miles so I'm happy."

Time to stroke the male ego. "Wow! You ride that far every night? Impressive."

"How about you? Katie said you've been riding every morning. How's it going?"

Becca assumes by "riding" he means Dr. Goldstein's bike and not Katie. "I don't do as many miles as you, of course. But it's been fun."

"Is the seat height still good?"

"You adjusted everything perfectly for me. Not that I ever doubted your capable hands."

Alex smiles. His steel gray eyes pierce through her. His face has such character. The face of a man who has lived decades more life than her, yet it retains a youthful vigor. That's Alex through and through, isn't it?

"You picked up a new helmet, right?" Alex asks.

As if I'd disobey you.

"Of course. At the bike shop you recommended."

They chat, the nuance between them unmentioned. Not only Becca fucking Alex's wife. But Alex

knowing

Becca is fucking his wife and Becca knowing he's getting off on it.

If anyone were eavesdropping, they wouldn't pick up on anything unusual. But the hungry glances between them would reveal a deeper dynamic.

"Have a good evening," Becca says.

"You, too."

"Tell Katie I'll see her in the morning," Becca adds.

Alex locks eyes with her. Be gives her a knowing smirk. "Count on it."

Becca turns away and heads up the driveway. Adding an extra sway in her step for Alex's benefit.

If she had any doubts regarding a spark between her and Alex, they're gone now.

Becca gets back inside, closing the door. The realization hits her.

I forgot to grab the mail.

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Becca stirs, turning her head. She must've fallen asleep. "How long was I out?"

Katie kisses Becca's cheek, caressing her shoulder. Spooning her. "Maybe ten minutes."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be." Katie runs her hand along Becca's bare bottom. "I enjoyed listening to you breathe. Not to mention the simple joy of laying here naked with you."

"These have been great times."

Katie kisses the back of Becca's neck. It's sweet and gentle, but still arousing. "They have."

"The action this room has seen," Becca says. "You and I, you and Alex. He's been giving it to you every night, huh?"

"Like a teenage boy just released from prison," Katie says.

"Such passion twenty years in," Becca says. "I would've thought it impossible."

"He's always like this when I'm involved with a woman. Especially, it seems, when it's a much younger one staying across the street."

Becca rolls over to face Katie. "Is that so?"

"It is."

Becca kisses Katie. "There's something I wanted to ask you."

Katie caresses the side of Becca's face. "Sure."

Becca takes a deep breath.

Here goes.

"Remember how you told me how you and Alex have been with a woman together."

"Is that something you've been thinking about?"

"Yeah," Becca says.

"Yeah?"

"I've always been determined to try that. And I think I have the right people in mind for my first time."

Katie smiles. "Anyone I know?"

"I think you know them pretty well. And I think it's the ideal situation."

Katie strokes her arm. "How's that?"

"So many reasons! First off, I've got the hots for both of you. You're also kind people I can trust. You and I have great sexual chemistry. You're experienced with this sort of thing and I'm a newbie."

Katie nods. "You've given this a lot of thought."

"It's been almost all I've been thinking about," Becca says.

Katie's arms wrap tighter around Becca. "I told you when we started this you were my priority. Everything is about you and what you want."

"You've made me feel cared-for since the beginning."

"I'm so glad to hear that."

"I feel totally at ease with you," Becca says. "But Alex, on the other hand, I barely know."

Katie nods. "And you'd like to know him better."

"I'd like to be

comfortable

with both of you before I

do it

with both of you."

"I never thought about it from that angle," Katie says. "But if it optimizes your comfort, it makes perfect sense."

"I knew you'd understand," Becca says.

"So you'd like to sleep with Alex by yourself first? Maybe even a few times? Absolutely! Get as familiar with him as you are with me."

"That's okay with you?" Becca says.

"Are you kidding? Alex and I both getting to be your lover? That's fucking mind-blowing."

"I'm so glad I brought this up," Becca says. "I've been

equivocating

for days."

"Okay, I'll bite.

Dithering,

were you?"

"Endlessly," Becca says. "You might also say I was

vacillating

."

Katie kisses her. "And Alex will be

ebullient

when I tell him your plan. But I don't think I should just send him across the street to fuck you."

"What'd you have in mind?" Becca asks.

"I think you two should spend a little time together," Katie says. "Our first time was spontaneous thanks to a

serendipitous

storm. But with Alex I think he should have to wine and dine you first. Make him work."

Becca nods. "That sounds

marvelous

. Positively

splendiferous.

"

"Well-played, sweetie," Katie says. "Now that we got that little conspiracy out of the way, I have quite the surprise for you."

Becca smiles. "A surprise? I can't wait to see what it is."

"Wait here. I'll be right back." Katie slides out of bed and disappears into her walk-in closet.

Becca waits. What could it be?

Katie returns. Becca's eyes fall upon the strap-on around her waist.

"What do you think?" Katie asks.

Becca gets onto all-fours facing the edge of the bed. "I think you should let me suck it. Then you should fuck me doggstyle."

"My thoughts exactly."

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"Go on," Alex moans.

Katie places her arms on his shoulders, riding him harder. "Then she sucked the strap-on. Got it all wet for her pussy."

Alex thrusts up into Katie. She presses back down against him.

"Oh, god," he groans. "That's so hot."

He won't hold out much longer, will he? Katie leans down, licking his neck. Pushing down against his cock and driving it deeper inside her.

"Then I got into bed behind her." Katie blows into his ear. "I fucked the shit out of her right here in our bed. Made her come."

Alex moans louder. His thrusts quicken.

He's twenty seconds away. Tops.

"I grabbed her ass cheeks and hammered that sweet little pussy until she came screeching and moaning," Katie moans. "Then came the best part."

"What was that?"

"We switched places. She put on the strap-on and fucked me!"

"Oh god," Alex groans. "Oh god."

"That sweet, innocent-looking girl fucked my pussy good and hard," Katie says. "She got all into it, too. I came twice!"

Alex thrusts up, holding his cock in place. "Fuck!"

Katie pushes down, clenching his cock. Feeling it throbbing inside her.

Mission accomplished.

She kisses him. "There you go, babe. Feel better now?"

"Yes. So much better."

Katie climbs off his cock. She lays next to him, staring at the ceiling as they recover.

"You've been insatiable all week," Katie says.

"You know why! Every time I happen to see her, all I can picture is you going down on her. Or her going down on you."