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She is not slender or fashion’s ideal image of curvy. Yet she commands the attention of some of the wealthiest patrons in and outside Hawaii. Her curves fit her personality: audacious, bigger than life, and issuing coveted invitations most men would kill for.
I should not be most men. Neither should Shinji. Yet here we are.
In Hawaii, Shinji stayed my hand by saying she was the surrogate he wanted. During the three weeks since, he’s droppedhints about making her ours. I wish my body rebelled with as much fervor as my mind at the suggestion.
“Shinji,” she moans, bringing our attention to her. Her slight shifting has become outright writhing and her breathing has deepened. Poking at the sheets are her hard nipples.
“I bet she’s dreaming about us,” Shinji whispers, his breath fanning my neck.
I wish I could say my reaction is to his hot breath on my skin. I want to attribute my dick hardening to him and only him. In our years together, temptation has never fazed me, turned my head in a way to threaten my relationship with my husband, or left images of another person fighting for any position in my head.
Until now. Until her.
And she’s an unwelcome exception.
Although asleep, the woman weaves a spell around me. There is no other explanation for the heaviness in my balls from hearing my husband’s name on her lips.
Shinji circles his hips, no longer feigning subtlety. He presses his ass into my dick and it is a torturous and heavenly experience.
“She’s dreaming of you. She has good taste. Now stop baiting me.” I hold his hips still.
“Mmm, don’t stop, Takeshi.”
“See? She’s dreaming ofus. I knew my instincts were right. She’s the one. You feel it, too, even if you won’t admit it.”
I grunt, not wanting to encourage him or admit to any inkling of truth in his words.
Shinji leans his head on my shoulder and whispers in my ear, “Aren’t you curious about what we’re doing to her in her dream?”
Fuck!
My dick stiffens as an image of the three of us unfolds in my mind. She sits on Shinji’s lap, her pussy on full display with my husband holding her legs out and to the sides. All the while Shinji fucks her with his magnificent dick. A sheen of sweat shines across her dark skin, a beautiful contrast to the hands holding her legs apart.
A surge of jealousy rises in me. Identifying who I’m jealous of is impossible. I bend and lick Shinji’s balls and her flavor explodes on my tongue. I use my tongue to gather her juices and go from her clit down Shinji’s shaft and to his testicles. It’s a journey I repeat over and over with enthusiasm. Their escalating cries have no power over me, just my need to consume them, to satisfy this hunger, this newly discovered concept of pleasuring and keeping two people for myself.
“Keishi,” Shinji’s breath hitches and he grinds his ass into my dick, bringing me out of my fevered daydream.
My body flushes with an odd mixture of guilt and desire.
“I’m so turned on right now. Will you please fuck me?”
I clamp down on the knee-jerk reaction to agree. “You’ll have to wait until after we’ve done what we came to do.”
“But—”
“You don’t fuck quietly,” I growl. “She’ll wake up and we’ll lose our advantage. If you want her to agree to your terms, we do things my way.”
My husband nods and I breathe a little easier.
“I promise to give you everything you need once we settle this thing between us and her.” I massage his hard dick through his pants. “But you need to stay hard for me until then. Think you can manage?”
“Keishi, you should know me well enough by now.”
I smile at his reminder. Shinji will do whatever he needs to gain his reward. Even after our many years together, he still hasn’t realized that I’m not the ultimate prize. He is.
“Oh, shit…fuck that’s hot.” Shinji sits forward, directing all his attention to the occupant of the bed.
I shift my focus as well. A blistering heat sears through my body.
