Tony became a good friend as well as a lover to both of us. Unusual I know, though it seemed to work. Meanwhile, I was organising a girls’ night out with my mates while Cody goes out with his—which now included Tony. We were all meeting as couples for dinner and then finding out own entertainment. A nightclub or a pub with a dance floor would be great. No idea what the boys would do. Darts—the thought made me giggle.
We had a quick afternoon tea once Cody arrived then went upstairs to get ready. Of course, I had to…wouldn’t that be telling. You don’t want to know really—do you?
Go on then…
Yes, I sat on our bed watching him strip, catching me watching he wriggled his butt at me. Sadly, it was out of reach for me to smack. He’s a cheeky sod at times. Can you imagine a man dancing to imaginary music while doing a striptease? God it was…awesome. His fingers popped his tiny shirt buttons one by one as he danced and swayed in front of me. His shirt finally hanging open, showing his lovely chest. Though we were used to wearing collars, it was still a bit of a shock to see it. I wanted to reach up, but he shimmered backwards shaking his finger at me and grinned. Undoing the cuffs, shrugging the shirt off his shoulders it floated to the floor settling over his bare feet. Kicking it up in the air, he tossed it into the washing basket behind him.
“You want me. I know you do.”
“Always and forever. Hurry up,” I fanned my face, my body buzzing with desire, butterflies tumbling in my stomach.
“Nice and slow, babe.” he taunted, opening the button on his trousers, then his zipper he turned away from me, bending over wriggling his butt and pushing down his trousers. This time I did manage to smack him. “Naughty wife,” he mock glared, slowly pushing down his boxers until both were around his feet. Standing straight, he kicked them away and stood his back to me, his head looked over his shoulder to see what I would do.
Finally, he turned. One hand wrapped around his dick the other massaging his balls.
“Beautiful,” I murmured.
“This what you want, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” my eyes wandered over his lush naked body, settling and watching him masturbate. He was making me wet, my thighs squeezed tight, “I want him inside me, Cody.”
“I know,” he smirked. “Take your clothes off. I’m going for a shower.”
The bugger walked away, still stroking his dick and into the damn shower. Mean sod. Should I attack or back off and… I smiled. I knew exactly what I would do. Opening my walk-in closet, I stripped off my clothes, dropping them to the floor. Opening a drawer, I took out my red corset and put it on along with my barely-there thong and heels. Brushing my hair, I went back to the bed and lay down with a box of toys beside me, the lid open…waiting. Hearing the shower stop, I posed as sexily as I could—don’t laugh, it’s quite hard to do even with a small baby tummy. The shower door opened, Cody stood in the doorway, rubbing his hair with his towel, his genitals jiggling about. I pouted as he brushed his hair back looking over at the bed. God, you should’ve seen his face, never mind his dick responding to near-immediate hardness.
“Ready to make love to me now, darling?”
“You’re a sexy wench,” he muttered striding over to the bed, he hauled me closer to him, my lips slipped over his shaft. Cody groaned, tightening his fingers on my shoulders until they tangled with my hair letting him drive his pole into my mouth. “Divine, Shelby,” I flicked my eyes upwards seeing his were closed. “I love your mouth,” he pulled out, tipping up my chin, “though I love your sheath a hell of a lot more.
I slid backwards on my butt, opening my legs, his desire filled eyes swept over my lush pink lips. Not a hair in sight. Just the narrow strip of my thong.
“I want him in here,” I spread my pussy lips open, pushing my longest finger in my sheath with a sigh, my eyes flickering shit for a moment.
“Pinch your clit. Make yourself climax,” he said. I stared at him, watching him continue to masturbate with slow strokes. I began to thrust my finger inside me, enjoying the heat pressing against my finger. I added another one letting my thumb drift over my clit, rubbing it. I thrust my fingers faster, my thumb pressing my clit then pinching it hard. I went over with a sigh making my orgasm continue with pressure on my clitoris. Damn, it felt good, not as good as Cody does.
Looking at him, I smiled, removing my fingers, holding them out to him, he knelt on the end of the bed, taking my hand in his sucking my fingers
“God yes, it’s erotic watching you get yourself off. I nearly came myself.” He pushed me back on our bed, climbing up my body. His dick moving straight inside, my muscles opening to receive him, gobbling his length until he stopped. His throbbing had me closing my eyes until I felt his lips against mine. Opening my mouth, his tongue thrust in battling with mine. I smiled against his lips, breaking the kiss. He lifted his body.
“You feel sensational, Cody,” my hands moved down his beautiful back, grabbing his butt cheeks. “Now screw me.”
“You’re a wicked woman,” he trailed kisses down my throat, between my breasts until he got my beauty spot. I shivered. He continued down my body, kissing between the ribbons of the corset, ignoring my hard nubs, licking my tummy button and kissing my small rounded stomach. Looking up at me, he smiled. “How’s our baby?”
“Good, growing, making me sick and totally horny. Please, Cody, will you make love to me now…”
“Love it when you beg,” he smirked. He withdrew to his tip, pushing slowly back inside, at the same time he leant down attacking my nipples and the piercings, tugging on them harder as he thrust quicker. I lifted my legs, pulling him closer, lifting my hips.
“Yes. Feels so good, Cody.”
“I love your corset, now let’s get it off you so I can enjoy your body better.”
Releasing the ribbons and hooks my corset feel to my sides, I lifted my back, and he pulled it away from my body.
“I intend to, darling.”
Cody made sweet slow love to me, his dick brushing over my g-spot with his piercing enticing my moans to release. He pulled me closer, going deeper.
“Yes, my love,” he began to move faster, I felt my muscles start to clench him harder, my orgasm climbing.
“Faster,” I pushed up against his every thrust.
“Yes,” he sat up, holding my hips hard, body arching as he groaned, releasing. I felt his seed hit my hot sheath walls and tightened my grip around him as he continued with small jerks of his hips. “Tight, hot…damn Shelby,” he muttered his hands coming back down beside my shoulders. “I love you so much,” he smiled, kissing me quickly.
“That was beautiful,” I giggle. He muttered and withdrew, making me laugh harder.
“Naughty wife. Now we need to get ready to go out.”
We arrived at the restaurant to find our friends already sitting at our reserved table. Even Tony was there, and he had his arm around a rather lovely buxom young woman with blonde curls and pretty blue eyes. A stab of jealousy hit me.
“He does have his own life too, Shelby.”
“I know. It’s just the first time I’ve seen him with someone else. Doesn’t it bother you?”
“Nope. I’ve got you, my lovely wife.”
“Is this when I should say oops. I shouldn’t need or want anyone but you.”
“We’re exploring, this was bound to happen. If you want, we can stop for a while.”
“Discuss later. We’d better go over, or they’ll think something is wrong.”
The head waiter walked us across the restaurant, Tony stood pulling out two seats beside him.
“Evening, Tony,” I kissed his cheek.
“Good evening. We thought you…” the table chuckled. I’m sure Cody flushed.
“Apologies for keeping you waiting.”
“No worries, mate. We were getting to know Tony and his date a bit better,” said Shane.
“You going to introduce us, Tony?”
“Cody, Shelby this is my little sister Isabella.”
“Never knew you had a sister,” replied Cody. “It’s lovely to meet you, Isabella.”
“Nice to meet you too, Cody. You’re Tony’s boss?”
“Head of Department,” he smiled.
“What about you, Shelby?”
“Work from home, but mainly a woman of leisure—well until our little one arrives.”
“You’re pregnant,” squealed Jelvet, “and you didn’t tell us!”
“I just did,” I smirked.
“Congratulations,” said Shane. “Now let’s order and eat.”
Dinner was delicious. I had steak with chunky chips and lemon water. Cody…well he was undecided for a while and ended up with a burger—one of his favourites. We all chatted, laughed and got to know Isabella who was joining Cheryl, Jelvet and I for a dance session, while our men went and had man-time fun or whatever they call it.
Happy, linking arms, with Isabella and I in the middle we said bye to the men.
“Meet us at ‘The Black Bear’ before closing,” Cody said.
“We can get ourselves home, you know,” I retorted.
“We know,” he replied. “Just thought using the car would be cheaper than a taxi.”
“We’ll see. Let’s go, girls,” and we marched out of the door.
“Were to Shelby?”
“What places do you like, Isabella?”
“I don’t go out much, so one of you had better pick. I wouldn’t even know which pubs have dance-floors.”
“How about we start at this end and work our way through,” said Cheryl.
“Great idea,” replied Jelvet. “Now let’s try here,” they entered the first pub which was now a bar and restaurant.
“Perhaps we can have dessert while we’re here!” I said.
“Always hungry now, Shelby?”
“Yep and horny,” I whispered, making them all burst into giggles much to the amusement of other patrons. We ordered drinks at the bar and wandered through the pub, finding a table and seat and sat down with a sigh. I, for one, was glad to be off my feet.
“Glad you didn’t say that any louder,” said Cheryl, “or there’d be a queue of…”
That was when I looked up and saw Benedict who was smiling down a young woman who looked quite a lot like him though she was white…ok pink…you know what I mean. He must have felt eyes on him because he looked straight at me and smiled.
“Who is that delicious piece of…”
“I don’t believe you know Benedict.” gasped Isabella.
“How did you meet him?”
“Cody introduced me to him a while back, Jelvet. Who’s he with?”
“His big sister, Charleigh.”
“Gosh, she’s so tiny.”
“They’re heading our way.”
“Hello ladies, Shelby. How are you?”
“Good, thank you, Benedict. Who’s your…”
“This is Charleigh, my sister,” he grinned, tucking her into his side.
“Honestly, Ben, I can look after myself, you know. How do you know these ladies, or shouldn’t I ask?”
“This is Shelby. I’m a friend of her husbands, and I don’t know the others,” he raised a brow to me.
“This is Isabella, Cheryl on the far right and Jelvet it sitting beside me. Would you like to join us?”
“No husband tonight, Shelby?”
“Men’s night out.”
“We’ll leave you to it then. Enjoy your evening.”
“Bye, girls,” said Charleigh.
“I still don’t believe…” she trailed off and bit her lip. “Let’s go and dance.”
We shrugged as Isabella walked off, taking our drinks we followed. The dance floor was packed, hot bodies grinding against each other, hands waving in the air, drinks sloshed, never mind people crashing into each other. I’m starting to wonder why the hell I wanted to dance. Sighing I closed my eyes basking in the music, feeling the vibrations through my feet. Opening my eyes again and my friends were nowhere to be seen. Hands landed on my hips from behind, looking over my shoulder. I saw Benedict smiling down at me. I pressed my bum back against him.
“You know where my friends are?”
“Back at your table worried about you. Isabella asked me to come find you.”
I turned in his arms. “Is there something between you and Isabella?”
“No. I don’t know her. Why?”
“She seems to know you…or perhaps what you do.”
“There’s no shame in what I do. Meanwhile, before you make me rock hard, may I escort you back to your table and your lovely friends can stop worrying.”
“Thanks. I could do with another drink.”
“There’s a jug of water on your table with clean glasses.”
“You are a perfect escort,” we walked towards the back of the pub to get around the crowd. “I need the bathroom,” he nodded, leading me down a hallway indicating the ladies’ room he leant against the wall to wait.
My bladder now happy I moved back to the hallway, Benedict took my hand tangling our fingers, pulling me against him.
“You are beautiful,” he kissed my forehead. I looked up gasping, releasing my fingers. I started back to my table. “I’m sorry, Shelby. I didn’t mean to…”
“No. Forget it,” I shook my head.
His hand landed on my waist, sending a tremor through me. Back at the table, the girls stopped talking, smiling at my return.
“Thank goodness Benedict found you, we were getting worried and wanted to move on too.”
“I just need a glass of water then we can go. Thank you for the rescue, Benedict.”
“Welcome. Now I’d better get back to my sister. She gets into mischief…” he glared at the bar seeing a man getting all handsy and touchy with Charleigh.
“We’d better not get on the wrong side of you,” giggle Cheryl.
“Protector is me,” he nodded and left us staring after him.
“You ok, Shelby? You look a bit flushed,” said Isabella.
“Still hot. I need some fresh air. Let’s go.”
We continued working our way through the few pubs finally landing in ‘The Black Bear’ with a small glass of wine and a comfy seat. My feet were knackered, and I’d love a foot massage. Luckily it wasn’t long until the men joined us. I kicked off my shoes, putting them on Cody’s knees. Smiling his fingers soon had me relaxing though I had to bite my lip to stop from groaning. He was so good at making my body hum.
“Looks like you tired my darling wife out.”
“She did a lot of dancing, even danced with Benedict,” said Isabella.
“I thought you sent him to find me. We didn’t dance for long,” I replied.
“Bella,” said Tony. “What was all that about?”
“Do you know who and what Benedict is?” she snapped.
“Yes,” said Cody and Tony together.
“Who and what is he?” said Shane sitting down with another round of drinks.
“Benedict is an escort,” said Cody.
“He has sex with … he’s a man-whore…”
“For the love of god, Bella. Shut up before you get yourself in deeper shit… Evening Benedict, Charleigh, glad you could join us,” Benedict sat beside Isabella who gulped.
“It isn’t what you think, Isabella,” he laughed.
“I’d prefer you not to call him a man-whore either,” scowled Charleigh.
“Damn,” Isabella looked down at her hands. Benedict took one of her hands in his, standing her up. She tried to free her hand.
“Hush. I’m not going to hurt you or anyone else. Let’s go out into the garden bar and talk.” Isabella looked at her brother, who smiled and nodded.
“You’re quite safe with Benedict. Let him explain.” They walked away.
Cheryl turned to Tony. “What is he then?”
“He’s an escort. That’s it unless the woman wants more. If sex is involved, it is always protected.”
“He isn’t an escort to make money. He’s rich enough in his own right. It’s a job to him, one where he can help others with their sexual needs.”
“Including men?” said Shane. Paul nearly spat out his beer, making them all laugh.
“I’ve never asked.”
“How do you know all this, Tony?”
“He’s a good friend from University.”
“Hey look at Shelby,” giggled Jelvet.
“I heard that,” I muttered. “I’m not asleep, not quite.”
“I think I’d best take her home.”
“I’d better check on Isabella. I’ll see you on Monday, Tony. It’s been a great night. Thank you for the invite.”
“Night, Cody, Shelby,” and Tony left.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Cody smiled at me, putting my shoes on my feet. “Time to get out of here. It’s been good to get out. We’ll do it again soon.”
“Night,” they chorused.
We left, snuggled together back to our car arriving home half an hour later.
Shelby had fallen asleep in the car. Not feeling her husband carry her into the house, and put her to bed. She didn’t wake until the following morning, spooned against Cody’s chest and throbbing dick.