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  He nodded.

  Sophie seemed to think about this for a couple of seconds, then she looked puzzled. “But you had a hard-on upstairs. Just moments later.”

  Jim nodded again, embarrassed. “Yeah, I did.”

  “You got hard from watching me with those two men?”

  Jim looked away from her eyes.

  “Would you have still followed us if she hadn’t been so expert with her mouth?” Sophie was smiling at last.

  He hesitated, then told her the truth. “It wasn’t just her expert mouth that made me come. It was from watching you, Soph. You were sitting on one cock, and you looked down at me before taking the second guy into your mouth. That’s when I came.”

  Sophie stared at him but remained silent. He saw her bite her lip, and wondered if he should have kept that part secret.

  She took a deep breath. “In a way, that’s a real compliment. But…”

  He looked down at his feet again, knowing what was coming next.

  “But last night you did more than watch. If you’d stayed by the wall and watched us, there wouldn’t have been any problem.”

  “I know I was out of—”

  “Jim, you ruined my evening. I was on a bed with two men and having a great time, but you felt the need to spoil the ending for me by telling them to come on my face.”

  “I didn’t want—”

  “You didn’t want what, Jim? You didn’t want to watch me writhe and moan in pleasure while they took turns coming inside me? You know I love the intimacy of having a guy come inside me, but I know you like to see me get splattered.”

  “I don’t—”

  “Yes, you do! You admitted it after the night with Sara and Billy.”

  “I—”

  “You told those men I like it! Well, here’s a newsflash, Jim. I like it a whole lot more when they come inside, because feeling their cocks twitch is a great feeling. But when I do want a guy to come on my face, I’ll tell him myself.”

  Sophie’s voice had risen in volume as she’d got angrier, and now she suddenly looked around to check if the neighbours were in their garden.

  Jim saw her looking and smiled. “I think Mr Jenkins next door is probably spanking the monkey in his shed after hearing that.”

  Sophie elbowed him, her laughter breaking the tension. “Oh, Jim… We could have had such a nice time.”

  He took her hand in his and squeezed it. “I know, and I’m really sorry. If I could turn back the clock, I’d stay downstairs with the dark-haired girl. Or maybe I’d fuck the older blonde woman I met…”

  Sophie stood up. “Come on, I’m going to have something to eat. Are you hungry?”

  Jim scrunched up his face. “I still feel a bit sick.”

  Sophie raised her eyebrows. “Bacon butties?”

  Jim smiled and got to his feet, following her into the kitchen. As Sophie took out the pan, he went to the fridge to get the bacon. After a few moments of pottering together in comfortable silence, Jim felt they were reconciled enough to start asking some of the things that were on his mind.

  He didn’t look at her, and tried to make his voice as casual as he could. “So, how was Sara this morning?”

  “She was fine. Billy stayed over at the party, but she said she left not long after you did.”

  This news surprised him. “Who was Billy with, does she know?”

  Sophie leaned close to his ear and whispered. “Who he was with isn’t important to Sara. Billy loves Sara, but fucks other people. Sara loves Billy, but fucks other people. Who the other people are doesn’t matter.”

  Jim sighed. “Okay, I get it.”

  Sophie turned the bacon over. “Sara was more concerned about you. She said you looked a bit upset when you came downstairs.”

  “Yeah, well, you’d just wiped their jizz all over me.”

  Sophie playfully pricked his arm with the fork she was holding. “If you ever try and do something like that again, I’ll get them to come over your face.”

  Jim laughed, leaned closer and kissed her forehead. “I won’t, I promise.”

  Sophie was moving the bacon in the pan, and Jim felt bold enough to ask a follow-up question.

  “So, did you tell Sara what I’d done last night?”

  Sophie looked up and held his gaze for a moment, then her expression softened. “I gave her an edited summary. I told her you’d followed us and watched the two men fuck me, and after they’d left you fucked me as well.”

  Jim was momentarily speechless—he’d been sure Sophie would have revealed he’d ruined their evening. He smiled, humbled. “Thank you.”

  Sophie shrugged. “We’re both still finding our way with this lifestyle, so we’re allowed to make mistakes. I’m not proud of how I behaved, either.”

  Jim was puzzled, and she must have seen it in his expression.

  “I acted like a bitch, talking down to you like you were a child.”

  Jim remembered her sing-song mocking, which had really annoyed him. “I’d acted like a child, so I probably deserved it.”

  Sophie slipped her arms around his waist, moved closer and kissed his neck. “Like I said, we’re both new to this and still learning how to deal with things. We’ll get it sorted.” She turned back to the bacon.

  Jim’s hearted started to race a little faster. “Are you going to tell me what happened when you went to meet the owner of the house?”

  She kept her eyes on the pan and smiled. “Of course I am. But I thought we could maybe have an early night and talk about that in bed.”

  Jim felt a tell-tale tingle in his stomach. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

  Sophie nodded towards the kettle. “Do you want to make us another brew?”

  They decided to eat outside, and spent a lazy afternoon doing nothing much except small chores and watching TV.

  * * * *

  Sophie took a shower before getting into bed. Jim was propped up on his pillows reading a novel when Sophie slipped in alongside him in white vest and panties, her hair still wet.

  Jim waited patiently, pretending that he was actually taking in the words on the page while Sophie settled herself, arranging her pillows next to his. They sat in silence for a few seconds then Sophie cleared her throat.

  Jim put his book down and looked at her expectantly. His cock was beginning to swell.

  “So…” She raised her eyebrows slightly. “You asked about when I went to see G-J.”

  Jim laughed. “Is that really what he likes to be called?”

  Sophie nodded. “Apparently.”

  “What’s he like? How old? Fat or thin?”

  “He seems nice. Age—maybe late fifties, early sixties. He’s not fat. He’s not as tall as you, nor as broad. I’d probably describe him as slender build. Grey hair cut short, clean shaven. Quite a handsome guy.”

  Jim’s mind flashed back to his earlier image of Sophie kneeling between the legs of a man sitting in a wing-backed leather chair. “Did you just talk, or did he want to do more than that?” Jim held his breath.

  Sophie slipped her hand under the quilt onto his leg and leaned against him. “I don’t know exactly what he wanted, but all we did was talk.”

  Jim was a little surprised. “Can you remember everything you talked about?”

  “Probably not everything—we chatted for over an hour. But I remember most of it.”

  “Where were you? Was it just the two of you?” Jim clenched his buttocks when her hand slid up from his leg and stroked his cock.

  “Yes, it was just the two of us. We were in his study, a beautiful room lined with bookshelves. It had a big desk and a coal fire.”

  “Did he explain why he’d asked you to join him?”

  Sophie gripped his cock, which was getting harder by the second. “He said he wanted to discuss something that could benefit all three of us.”

  “Oh?” Jim found it difficult to get his thoughts in order because she’d started to slowly slide her hand up and down, caressing the head with her pal
m before stroking all the way to the base.

  “Hmm. It seems like he likes to watch as well—a bit like you do.”

  Jim watched her eyes, which were sparkling with mischief as she pumped his cock a little faster. “Watch?”

  “Yeah, he likes to watch people engaged in all sorts of fun. He has cameras all over his house—in every room. He’d watched me with the two men, and with you.”

  This probably should have bothered Jim, but it didn’t. He was too busy enjoying the feeling of being jacked off. His mind flitted back to the couple on the bed he’d interrupted, the young black girl with the older white man. He wondered if that had been G-J.

  Sophie nibbled Jim’s ear, whispered intimately in a breathless voice. “He said he’d really enjoyed watching me. He asked if I’d be willing to join him on a few short trips so that he could watch me fulfilling my needs with people from all over the world.”

  Jim’s heart raced. “He wants you to fuck foreigners while he watches?”

  Sophie giggled in his ear, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. “His proposition sounded much more exotic and eloquent than you put it, but I think that’s basically what he has in mind.”

  Jim licked his lips. “Soph, if you don’t stop doing that I’ll come before I even get inside you.”

  She gave a sexy laugh. “You’re not going to get inside me, I’m going to make you come like this.”

  Jim frowned. “What about you?”

  Sophie pumped her hand a little faster. “This time I’m going to come on your face.”

  His breath now ragged, he pushed the quilt down with his foot so he could see her hand on his cock. Sophie straddled his legs and pumped her hand hard and fast. Jim grunted when he came, splash after splash landing on his chest and stomach. Sophie kept pumping and Jim kept grunting.

  Before he’d had chance to catch his breath, she crawled up the bed and placed her knees on the pillows either side of his head. Using a finger to pull the gusset of her panties to one side, she lowered herself onto his face.

  Jim’s tongue slipped between her slick outer lips and settled on her clit. Sophie moaned and started to grind herself onto his face. He brought his hand up, pushed his first two fingers into her sex and a third into her anus. Sophie squealed in surprise, but then she was pulling his hair and trapping him between her and the headboard as she came. Her juices flowed and Jim fingered her roughly, his tongue never relenting its movement over and around her clit.

  She suddenly pulled away, probably too sensitive to be touched. As she rested back on her heels, he felt her legs shaking.

  Jim took a deep breath and blinked his eyes a couple of times. The intensity of what had just happened shocked him. He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her down onto the bed beside him. They shared a look which made him think she’d been as surprised about their session as he was.

  He felt his cum, now cooled, running down the side of his chest. He looked round for tissues but couldn’t see any. Instead, he took a clean pair of boxers from the bottom drawer of his bedside cabinet and wiped up the mess, dropping the shorts on the floor beside the bed.

  Sophie took a deep breath. “So, what do you think about his proposition?”

  “I think he sounds like a dirty old man.” He smiled, “And that’s something I’m hoping to be in a few years’ time.”

  “Be serious.”

  “You said earlier that we needed to establish the rules for what we do. I think that’s a good plan, and something we should do sooner rather than later.”

  Sophie looked confused. “Okay…”

  “We’ll have to agree on what we can and can’t do, and what we can expect from each other. When we’ve sorted out the rules, we have to stick to them. After that I think you’d need to do a similar thing with G-J.”

  Sophie sat up. “You’d agree to the proposition?”

  Jim smiled. “I think how we just acted tells us we both like his proposition.”

  She watched his face for a few seconds, then nodded. “And the rules?”

  “If you want to be able to fuck anyone whenever you’re horny—even when I’m not there—well, that’s something we need to agree on now.”

  Sophie watched his face, as if waiting for him to add more. “But…?”

  Jim shook his head. “There are no buts. If that’s what you want our relationship to be, then that’s what we’ll do.”

  Sophie frowned. “Just like that? Don’t we need to discuss it?”

  “Not really. I mean—it’s what happened on your night out, so it’s obviously what you thought we’d agreed to. I assume it’s what you want.”

  “But is it what you want?”

  “I really hadn’t thought about it until you did it. I’d assumed anything we did would be when we were both present, but with hindsight, that was probably naïve on my part. I accept that there will be occasions when an opportunity presents itself when you’re alone, so I suppose I’m happy for you to make the most of it.”

  “Wow.” She frowned. “So, you wouldn’t mind if I fucked a guy without you being there?”

  “No.” He smiled. “But if you wanted to give me some of the details about what you’d done with him, I wouldn’t object.”

  She laughed and nodded. “That sounds like a recipe for a good sex life. And you’ll do the same—you know, sleep with whoever you want, whenever the occasion arises?”

  “Yes.”

  She leaned closer and kissed him gently on the mouth. “You know I love you, right?”

  “Yeah. That goes for me, too.”

  Sophie pulled her head back. “So, G-J’s proposition is something you’re completely okay with?”

  Jim felt his heart beat a little faster. “The thought of you having erotic sex in exotic locations sounds very alluring, but I think you need to discuss with him what’s on and off the menu.”

  Sophie’s smile faltered. “How d’you mean?”

  “Exactly what I said. Tell him what you’ll do and what you won’t do. You’re relatively straight-laced.”

  Sophie seemed hurt by this. “I wouldn’t say that. We’ve had threesomes with two men and two women. We’ve also had a foursome.”

  “Yeah, and you’ve had a fivesome. But this guy could be into a lot more than that. He might be into BDSM. What if he wants to see you getting handcuffed to a table and whipped until you bleed? Or stripped naked and made to crawl around the floor on a leash? What if he wants to see you suspended from a sling while men piss all over you?”

  “Jesus, Jim.” Her face showed how disgusting she found his suggestions. “Why would anyone want those things?”

  “I don’t know, there are people who actually like that sort of thing. That’s what I mean about getting the rules straight. You need to tell him what you’re prepared to do, but also make it clear there are things which you won’t do.”

  Sophie was biting her lip, nodding slowly. “When he described what he had in mind, it sounded much more sensual. I didn’t get the feeling he was thinking of anything extreme, but you’re right—I’m probably being naïve.” She looked up. “Will you help me draw up a list of things I won’t do?”

  Jim shook his head. “No, I think you should discuss with him what he has in mind, and then tell him yes or no. It’s up to you to decide what you will or won’t do.”

  She stared at him as if hurt. “Don’t you care what I do?”

  “Of course I do. But you’re the one who decides. Not me, and certainly not him.”

  “Yeah, you’re right.” She looked down at the bed.

  “But Sophie…” Jim waited until she looked up into his eyes. “This isn’t just fucking one of my old university friends, or fucking your friend’s husband. We won’t know anything about the guys you’re going to be hooking up with, so I think safe sex should be top of the list in your priorities.”

  “Yeah…” She sounded disinterested.

  “Sophie.” Jim’s voice was firm, and louder than he’d intended
.

  She jumped a little, startled.

  “It’s important that you know the men you’re with aren’t going to infect you. I’m not talking about the clap here, but they could be carrying HIV or hepatitis. Stay protected.”

  She nodded. “I know, and you’re right. I’ll take precautions, I promise.”

  Jim paused for a few seconds to let his point sink in, then lightened his voice a little. “So, how do you get in touch with him?”

  “He gave me a card with his private email and a mobile number. I’m to let him know if I’m happy to do it as soon as I’ve discussed it with you.”

  Jim wondered what she’d have done if he’d opposed the idea.

  Sophie ran her hand gently down the side of Jim’s face. “He said he thought you’d like the idea.”

  “Really?” Jim thought back to Sophie humiliating him after the two men had left the bedroom in G-J’s house. If he’d watched that on video, he probably thought Jim wouldn’t have a say in any of the decisions they made.

  “Yeah, he thinks this will benefit all three of us. You two like to watch, and I like—”

  “Being fucked?”

  She laughed. “I was going to say performing for voyeurs. But maybe your answer is more appropriate.”

  “And does he only want to watch?”

  Sophie hesitated while she appeared to consider it. “I honestly don’t know.”

  Jim pursed his lips. “And what happens if the spectator wants to participate?”

  Sophie slid her hand down to his cock, which was starting to swell again. “Maybe he’ll have to fuck me in a room full of mirrors.” She rolled onto her back and quickly slipped off her panties.

  Jim climbed on top, slipping easily inside her. “Maybe he could film it, so we can both watch it.”

  Sophie winced a little, probably still tender where Jim had been so rough with his fingers. “We could all watch it together. I could serve ice cream at the interval…”

  Jim cock was getting harder, and he kissed her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth. He knew she’d be tasting her own juices on his tongue. “You could sit between us and jerk us both off while we watch your exploits.”

  Sophie closed her eyes and sighed. “Stop talking and fuck me.”