Befriending Becca

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 third installment of the three-part series "Befriending Becca."

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What a night.

Becca closes the door and locks it behind her. She kicks off her sandals, going into the kitchen and filling a glass with ice.

She can hardly believe it. She's always liked older guys—fixated on them, she might say— and now she gotten to fuck a fine specimen of a DILF in Alex.

Damn, those hands of his. And that tongue! Most of all, that glorious cock!

Becca scans Dr. Goldstein's whiskey collection. She picks the same bourbon Alex served her tonight and pours herself a double.

It's not the healthiest choice, maybe, but so what? It's not every night you bang a guy twice your age and get rimmed for the first time.

What a life! I am surely the luckiest bitch on the planet.

Becca goes upstairs, replaying the evening mentally. Alex's hands all over her body. The wonders he works with his tongue. The things an experienced man can accomplish with practiced ease the boys she fucked in college struggled with.

A wicked smile forms on her lips. Tonight was some of the best sex of her life, hands down. Fucking Katie is the only thing that even compares.

Becca sips bourbon. A rush of pride accompanies the burn of the whiskey. And why shouldn't it? It's not every night one becomes the sort of girl who screws both the husband and the wife of a married couple twice her age.

Alex and Katie

. Her hot, mature lovers, right across the street. For the next two weeks, at least. Until Dr. Goldstein returns from France and Becca heads off to Medical School in Chicago.

She shakes her head. "Two weeks. So long, yet so short."

Becca changes into pajamas and settles into bed. Her book in one hand, her drink in the other. She reads the same paragraph three times. The same distracting thought intrudes.

How cool will it be to be

when

—not if!—she's with both of them at the same time?

"Think of it," she murmurs.

After all, tonight was about getting as at ease with Alex as Becca already is with Katie. All to smooth the way for the three of them together.

Becca's phone buzzes.

A text from Katie "Checking in. Alex said you're back home. This sort of thing can be emotionally draining afterwards. How're you feeling"

Laughing, Becca types her response.

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"I'm feeling GREAT! I don't think any man has ever satisfied me so well."

Katie smiles. No

man

, huh?

The house is quiet. Alex is upstairs, likely fallen asleep waiting for Katie to come home. He always says he'll wait up. He always fails. Banging a twenty-three year old tonight likely didn't help.

The things Alex and Becca must've gotten up to tonight! The foreplay and the fucking. Alex getting to enjoy Becca's charms just as Katie has.

Becca, Becca, Becca. What a treasure.

Katie uses the bathroom and goes upstairs. She feels a rush of arousal. Watch out, Alex!

The light is on in their bedroom. Alex is in bed asleep, an open book laying on his bare chest. He stirs. "I didn't hear you come in. I must've fallen asleep."

She kicks off her high heels in the direction of her closet.

Yeah, how surprising.

Alex sets his book aside. He's in pajama bottoms and nothing else.

"How was your night?" he asks.

Katie unzips the side of her skirt and lets it fall to the floor. She tosses it in the hamper. "We had fun. What I'm interested in is how things went back here."

He grins. "I'm surprised you didn't receive a full report from Becca."

"Don't worry," Katie says. "I'll get a detailed account tomorrow. Then the lovely young Becca and I will likely fuck. All I know so far is what she texted me."

He smiles. "And what's that?"

"Let's just say you did a great job."

Alex nods. "It was pretty spectacular.

Becca

is pretty spectacular."

Katie peels off her shirt and takes off her bra. "That she is. And—think of it!—now we've both been with her. Isn't it marvelous?"

"It is."

Katie removes her panties and crawls into bed. "I want to hear every detail."

He smiles. "Right now?"

Katie runs her hand over his chest. "I do. I'm kinda drunk and you know what that means."

"That you're also horny."

She slides her hand into his pajama pants. "I'm

always

horny."

"That's one of things I love the most about you," he says.

"The idea of you fucking my young lover—

our

young lover—cranks me the fuck up."

"I like where this is going," Alex says.

"I bet." Katie grasps his cock, stroking it. Feeling it grow hard in her hand. He took one of his pills, didn't he? Of course he did. Had to be extra-hard for Becca. Probably fucked her multiple times.

That's my guy.

"Lose the pajama bottoms," she whispers.

He takes them off, along with his boxers. Naked in seconds flat.

Good boy. He knows I am not to be refused.

She jerks his cock. Just think. It was in Becca earlier this evening. Merely on loan, though. Katie's once again to enjoy.

"Here's how it's going to go," she says. "I'm gonna suck your cock and play with my clit. You're going to tell me all about tonight."

"Sounds good to me," he says.

"Omit nothing."

Alex nods. "I wouldn't dare."

"Good boy."

Katie licks his cock up and down. She takes him into her mouth, sucking him long and slow. Jerking off the base in tandem with sucking the top half. Enjoying his steel-hardness.

"You should've seen her," he moans. "She had such a pretty outfit on. Showed-off her assets so well."

I know. Who do you think picked it all out?

Katie lays on her side, sucking his cock and rubbing her pussy. Her thumb moves up-and-down over her clit.

Alex narrates his evening with Becca. Starting with greeting her at the door. Pouring them drinks. Lingering looks and flirting over the appetizer. Kissing Becca. Going upstairs and getting naked. Touching Becca's youthful curviness all over.

Katie sucks him faster, rubbing her clit faster. Harder.

That's so hot. So fucking hot.

"God," Alex moans.

He paints more images with his words. Of enjoying Becca's outstanding curves. And of Becca relishing her first time with an experienced man.

"Then I turned her on her stomach," Alex says. "I rubbed her shoulders and her back. I kissed the back of her neck. She loved

that.

"

Katie jerks his wet cock, licking his balls.

"Then she stuck her ass up in the air. I know how much you love her ass."

Katie moans assent.

Becca's ass!

That perfectly plump derrière. As ivory pale as the rest of her. The curvy counterpart to her big tits.

"I bet you grab those butt cheeks when you fuck her from behind with your strap-on."

Katie takes his hard member back into her mouth.

I do indeed.

Alex sighs. "Oh my god. Your mouth feels so fucking good. You know what happened next? You won't believe it. I ate her ass."

Katie lifts her head off his cock. "Lucky bastard! I haven't even gotten to do that. And she loved it, didn't she?"

"You know it."

Good for Becca. Alex's rimjobs are the best.

"Go on." Katie resumes sucking his cock, her head bobbing up and down. Rubbing her clit all the while.

"There's so much else to tell," he moans. "But I can't concentrate."

"Just enjoy the blowjob," she says. "Tell me the rest after you come."

Katie sucks and jerks him harder.

"Fuck," Alex's head turns from side-to-side.

He inhales, the timbre in his voice higher than normal. "I'm close, I'm close."

Alex's cock throbs rapidly. She holds her mouth in place, cupping his balls gently. They contract in time to his cock pulsing.

Katie waits for the final twitches to subside, swallowing every drop of cum before lifting her head off his dick.

"That was so fucking good," he says.

"Now it's my turn." Katie lays next to him, resting her head on his chest. He puts an arm over her shoulder.

"Tell me the rest of what went on in this bed tonight," she says.

Alex tells all. Without the distraction of Katie sucking his cock, he's able to describe things in an extra-arousing manner for Katie.

"Fuck," Katie moans.

Katie fingers herself with one hand, rubbing her clit with the other. Alex pinches her nipples, sending her into the stratosphere. He always knows which of her buttons to push and when, doesn't he?

She comes hard, gasping and wailing. Waves of relief wash over her.

Katie recovers, able to breathe again. Basking in the afterglow of relief.

Alex kisses her cheek. "Feel better?"

"I do," she whispers. "Thanks, babe. I love you."

"I love you too."

Katie closes her eyes. She's spent. Time to rest.

Tomorrow, she'll see Becca and enjoy her version of this evening. With any luck, Katie will be the next one licking Becca's butt hole.

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Becca digs into her lunch. "I'm starving."

Katie samples her salad, glancing around. Olive's Cafe is quiet, only a few scattered patrons. None near them. "Between fucking Alex last night and me this morning, I'd say you're entitled to an appetite."

Becca smiles. "It

has

been a hell of a twenty-fours."

Despite her late night, Becca rose early. She went over Katie's and narrated her version of last night over tea. Passionate, frantic lovemaking followed. Their hands and lips were all over each other, leisurely foreplay going on and on. Then eating each other's pussies.

"Turn over," Katie told her. "Stick that beautiful ass up. You know what I want to do with it?"

"I bet I do. Go right ahead!"

Katie plunged her face in between Becca's lovely ass cheeks, licking her butthole. Just like Alex last night. The same bed. The same perverse intimacy. Becca fingerfucking herself to another orgasm while Katie's tongue worked her butthole.

Becca sighs. Getting her ass eaten by each half of a married couple two decades older than her on consecutive days.

A girl could get used to this. This

is the slutty life she's yearned for!

Becca sips iced tea. "I have to say, I'm so fucking happy!"

Katies smiles. Happy. Not

exhilarated

?"

Becca takes the bait. She can't resist this game of theirs. "I'm

enraptured

."

"How

auspicious

," Katie says.

Becca finishes her tea. "Your vocabulary is

resplendent

, one might say."

Katie leans forward, whispering. "You talk like that and it makes me want to fuck you right here. It's so hot. No, it's

tempestuous. Fervent

."

Becca grins, savoring her imminent victory. "Big words are hot. Or, shall I say...

febrile

?"

"Fuck. Your constant wins are

vexing. Exasperating

."

"More like

Herculean,

from my perspective."

Their waiter returns with more iced teas. Both ladies smile at him. He's young—barely twenty, Becca guesses—and strikingly handsome. Thin with shoulder-length blonde hair and light blue eyes.

Katie smiles at him. "Thanks, Jeff."

Jeff glances at both of them, smiling. "Of course."

"You should give him your number," Katie says.

"He's not my type," Becca says. "Maybe if he were a few decades older."

Katie glances Jeff's way. "Have it your way. I wouldn't mind having a go at him sometime."

"I've got all I can handle with you and Alex," Becca says. "Also, I'm ready."

"Ready for what?"

Becca locks eyes with Katie. "Ready to be with the both of you at the same time."

Katie raises an eyebrow, a delighted smirk emerging on her lips. "I'm happy to hear that. You're certain?"

"Oh, I'm certain," Becca says. "And let's make it happen soon."

"How's tomorrow night?"

"I guess that's

soon

," Becca pretend-pouts. "But it feels like an eternity."

"I'm sure I could call Alex right now and tell him to leave work. He could be banging the fuck out of us within the hour."

Becca's face lights up. "I vote for that!"

Katie shakes her head. "No. Little blue pills aside, Alex's dick needs a little more time to recover if he's to perform at the top of his game."

"I hadn't thought about that."

"Also," Katie says. "This'll be your first time with more than one person. It should be special. Extra special."

"What'd you have in mind?"

"Only to make you feel cherished. We're going to take you out and romance you first. Wine and dine you before expanding your sexual horizons."

A tingly feeling arises between Becca's legs.

I've made the right decision, haven't I?

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This is what it must be like to be a princess.

Katie's thought of everything. It started this morning when she brought over strawberry yogurt parfaits. Becca's favorite breakfast.

A trip to the spa for massages and sushi for lunch. The nail salon was at one-thirty for mani-pedis, a first for Becca. All on Alex's credit card.

"We're going to hit a few boutiques and get some new outfits for tonight," Katie announces as they're leaving the nail salon. "Alex's treat."

"I can't let—"

"No more arguing," Katie chides. "And you are forbidden—expressly forbidden, young lady!—from looking at price tags. Alex is paying."

"Should we really be doing that?"

They get in Katie's car. Katie leans over and kisses her. "At some point tonight, we're going to be slobbering over his cock together. The man won't stop smiling for a year. Besides, I talked to him about this. It's part of the turn-on for him, treating us to a day of indolence and indulgence. Wins all around."

Becca grins. "I see your point. You might say he'll be

jubilant

."

"

Ecstatic

," Katie says. "Top that, babe."

"

Exultant."

"

Euphoric,

" Katie counters pompously.

"Yeah, nice try.

Rhapsodic.

"

Katie frowns. "Dang it."

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Becca's new summer dress is teal with a white flower pattern. She spins around, examining herself in the mirror. God, the way it fits! Showcases all her assets. Snug, but not tight. Sexy, not slutty. Not that there's anything wrong with slutty.

She covers her bare shoulders with the white cashmere sweater, running her hands over its downy softness. She can't imagine what it must've cost.

Becca studies her reflection further. She's hot, sure, but her nerdiness shines through. Maybe it's the glasses. Or the thick eyebrows.

Her geeky vibe hasn't hurt her romantically, though. All her adult life men and women have shown interest in her. A lot of people these days are attracted to big-titted geeky Jewish girls with anything-goes attitudes towards sex.

She shrugs.

Go figure.

Downstairs, there's a knock on the door.

Alex and Katie.

Becca welcomes them with warm hugs and kisses. They look amazing. Katie is in the light blue dress she bought this afternoon and the same white sweater as Becca. Alex looks hot in a light blue buttoned-down shirt, jeans, and sandals.

Becca leads them into the kitchen. The glasses are all set out, filled with ice, one of Dr. Goldstein's best bottles of bourbon at the ready.

Alex smiles. "The perfect start to the evening."

"My thoughts exactly," Becca says.

She pours them all a drink. Only enough to stimulate the appetite.

Becca takes a sip. It's warm and smooth with the right amount of burn. "Damn, that's superior."

"Sublime," Alex adds.

Katie shrugs. "It's not awful."

"Not

awful

?" Becca says. "This is the nectar of the gods!"

"I want to appreciate it, I do, if only because of how much you two love it." Katie crinkles her nose. "It's not horrible, I guess."

"Not horrible?" Becca and Alex say in unison.

"You two are cute. I'm teasing, of course. It's good. Really."

Becca and Alex roll their eyes at each other.

They finish their drinks as their Uber arrives. They hop in the back. Becca sits between Alex and Katie, holding their hands. Grinning naughtily. This is really happening, isn't it?

It's a short drive to the restaurant. Osteria Roma is crowded but the hostess ushers them to a table with a sweeping view of the bay. Becca glances at Katie. It's one thing to score last-minute reservations, but Alex got them the best seats in the place.

"Someone's gone all out," Becca whispers.

Katie smirks. "We're worth it."

They sit. Becca picks up her menu.

I hope you're both in the mood for a surprise this evening," Alex says.

Becca raises an eyebrow.

"Why am I worried?" Katie says.

"I took the liberty of pre-ordering the special tasting menu," he says. "To share among the three of us."

Katie nods. "That's actually a great idea, babe."

"Kinda fits with the theme of the evening, don't you think?" Becca says.

"I knew you two would love the idea," Alex says. "I know what you like."

"No doubts there." Katie says.

Wine is brought out and glasses poured.

Alex picks up his glass. "What shall we drink to?"

"How's new adventures?" Becca says.

Katie smiles. "I can endorse that."

They clink glasses. Becca takes a sip of the wine. It's first-rate.

Alex glances at his watch. "The kitchen here is a well-oiled machine. One reason I love it here."

Katie rolls her eyes.

Katie and Becca tell Alex about their day of luxury. He nods along smiling, glancing at his watch and the direction of the kitchen.

The first dish comes out, a grilled octopus salad.

Alex smiles and nods. "Twelve minutes. What did I tell you? A well-oiled machine."

Katie smiles, obviously forced.

"What can I say?" Alex says. "I'm a man who appreciates efficiency."

"We know," Becca says. "And we love it."

"It's just one of the many things that make you adorable," Katie adds.

"I sense I'm being teased by the two of you," Alex says. "And I don't mind one bit."

Becca's never had octopus before but keeps the fact to herself. Tonight's all about trying new things. She forks a piece and tries some.

"How do you like it, sweetie?" Katie asks.

"It's good." Becca gives them both a sly smile. "It's not the

best

thing I've ever had in my mouth, but I like it."

Katie meets her gaze. "The night is young. There'll be plenty of things in our mouths by the time it's over."

Mussels in a spicy red sauce are next, arriving a scant five minutes after they're done with the octopus.

"Four minutes and fifty seconds since they cleared the last course," Alex says. "What'd I tell you? A well-oiled machine."

Katie rolls her eyes but Becca grins. Alex is so dang cute.

Becca tries a mussel. She nods. "Okay, I like that. So much flavor, and they weren't kidding about the spicy. I love it when they bring the heat for real."

"So do I," Alex says.

"A little pain helps us appreciate pleasure more," Becca says.

Katie places a hand on Becca's knee. "It does indeed."

The ladies share a long, hungry gaze. Becca glances at Alex, then back at Katie. She'd like to kiss them both right here in the restaurant. To make-out with each of them.

Not yet, not yet.

Instead she slides her hand over and rests it on Katie's thigh.

Sliced chorizo and shrimp on grilled crostini are next.

"Wow," Becca says. "On literally any other night of my life, this'd be the best experience I could hope for."

"It

is

spectacular," Katie says.

"What a trio of flavors," Becca says.

Katie gives them both a long, lingering look. "What a

trio

indeed. The crunch of the crostini, the tender softness of the shrimp, and the bold spiciness of the chorizo. All

three

merging into something new and wonderful."

Becca takes a sip of wine.

Damn, she's good.

Next up a plate of something called

Olive all' Ascolana,

meat-stuffed olives artfully arranged on a black rectangular platter.

"They're a specialty of the Ascoli region of Italy," Alex says. "That's where Chef Gian is from."