Jeff's Boy Ch. 03: Over There
I have told you about my attraction to Jeff.
And I have told you of how he shared his girlfriend with me.
What I haven’t told you about is my girlfriend’s attraction to him.
Their fucking each other is completely my own doing, for I brought it on, drunk, and showing off. The whole event seemed harmless, but it put me in a tough situation, and one that saw me stumble many times before I finally regained my footing.
It was two summers ago. College was out, and I was summering in Viet Nam with my girlfriend, Kalli. We were in a French-style flat in Nha Trang. We had breakfasts each morning of fresh juice and eggs and bread, on a big veranda overlooking the coast of the South China Sea. She was preparing for her LSAT, and I was collecting photos for a book I was working on. Our lives were dreamy, slow and sexy.
Kalli kissed me and said, “Hey, baby,” early one Saturday morning, as I opened my laptop to check for any word from family or friends in the States.
“Kalli, email from Jeff here.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yeah. Says he’s got some time off and is thinking of coming over.”
“Cool.”
“Yeah. He says he’ll stay for three weeks if it’s all right with us. What do you think?
“I’m game. How about you?”
“I’ll tell him to get his butt over here.”
And that was exactly what I was thinking.
That was that. Kalli and I fell right back into life without giving it a second thought. In the afternoons, we would lie and kiss and make love in the big wooden bed under the slow-spinning ceiling fan. After dark, we would walk hand-in-hand to a roadside stand for a piece of grilled chicken and some noodles. We’d drink a beer before bed, then fall into each other, then say goodbye in the morning. And in the afternoon we’d meet again in the big wooden bed.
When Jeff arrived, we had a party with him and some of our friends. In the middle of things, he and I met in the hallway and kissed. I held his ass cheeks in my hands and wrestled his tongue with my own. In the following days, Kalli, Jeff and I walked through town, or lounged in chairs on the street with the locals. Kalli and I went to work by day. And at night, the three of us would go out for chow, then go back to the room for nightcaps.
The third into Jeff’s stay, Kalli and I decided to cook dinner in. We had a tiny two-burner gas stove, and minimal cutting space, but we managed to put together a nice meal. We had some good vodka that night which Jeff had brought with him. When we finished that, Kalli, who was unusually drunk, poured three tequilas which we pounded promptly.
A few minutes later Kalli turned, bumped lightly into the wall, and said, “I’m gone boys. ‘Night.”
“’Night, baby,” I said.
“’Night, Kalli,” said Jeff.
Kalli drifted off into the bedroom and crashed.
I went into the kitchen and grabbed some loose tobacco and papers. Jeff and I rolled some smokes. We still had not gotten together since he had arrived. The temperature was rising. We were both ready to get it on.
Neither of us knew what was to come. We could not have.
It was only because Jeff went to hit the john that I thought to get up and look in on Kalli.
I went into the bedroom and saw Kalli there. She lay on the bed on her stomach. She was fast asleep. I sat down beside her. I stroked her hair, and she made a soft, breathy moan. I kissed her cheek and inhaled the scent of her smooth skin.
I said, “Good night, baby.”
She sighed, and then fell another ten feet into slumber.
I looked down her body as she lay on the bed. Her slender legs stretched out from under her summer dress; her bare feet rested just off the curve of the mattress. I put my hand on her ass and gently squeezed a cheek through her silk skirt. Then I lifted her skirt to look at her pretty pantied ass. I rubbed her ass with my hand. I looked back up at Kalli. She didn’t make a move, or a sound.
I leaned over and kissed her ass cheek. Then I kissed the other one. I kissed all over her pert globes. I spread her ass cheeks apart and drew her panties to one side. There was her lovely browneye. I looked up at Kalli. Then I pushed my nose into the crack of her ass and I inhaled deeply. Her musky scent filled my nostrils and left my head whirling.
I heard the bathroom door pop open, and stood to go back out to hang with Jeff. We met in the hallway.
“What’s up, man?” I said.