Room for More

“... so, living room is here. Kitchen over on the left. Oh, and, uh, first bedroom on the left is yours.”

“Cool, yeah.”

“And, just FYI, it’s a shared bathroom between the room you’re in and ours.”

“Yeah, and sorry about the mess. My cousin and her boyfriend were just up here and looks like they didn’t really clean up after themselves.”

“Hey, no worries. I’m the one crashing your anniversary weekend. Kinda ironic, huh?”

“It’s not a problem at all. There’s plenty of space for all of us. And we’ve been meaning to have you come check the place out, so two birds, one stone.”

You reach out and touch Jake’s arm, giving it a gentle squeeze as you slip past him. You settle onto the couch and kick your feet up onto the coffee table.

Damn. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him like this. This split with April is really messing with him.

He’s usually good at hiding how he’s feeling, just powers through tough times with a smile. But ever since the breakup… I don’t know. He’s not even pretending to be okay.

I was honestly surprised when you suggested we invite him up to the cabin with us. We had this whole anniversary thing planned, but it was pretty clear he wasn’t doing too well.

This guy’s my best friend and I’d do anything for him. Including inviting him to crash what was supposed to be a very romantic weekend away.

“Hey, you’re into paddle boarding, right? We should go tomorrow—we’ve got a couple of boards and a canoe somewhere out back.”

You hate paddle boarding, but you can’t stand it when someone isn’t having a good time. You’ll do anything to make someone smile. It’s one of the things I love most about you.

“I gotta say, I can’t really imagine you out boarding.”

“She tried. Once, maybe two years ago. Full-frontal belly flop.”

“That was one time! I’ve been practicing.”

“Oh, have you? That’s news to me.”

Fine, you two can go out on the water and I will gladly watch from the shore. Alright, I’m going to hop in the shower. You two figure out dinner.

“Yeah, we’ll try.”

You pick yourself up off the couch and make your way down the hall, flashing a little grin back at us.

Standing in the doorway, you pull your shirt over your head and let it drop to the floor. You slip out of your tight black sports bra and toss it on the bed.

The sight of your hair spilling over your bare back is the last thing I see as you disappear into the bathroom and the door clicks shut.

So… teasing me in front of my best friend, showing off what I can’t have. That’s what I’m in for this weekend. Fuck…

I look over at Jake and his eyes jerk away from the bedroom. Shit… he definitely saw all that. I mean, how could he not have?

Did you… do that intentionally? You must not have known he could see.

He on the other hand… he looks guilty, almost. For what, I’m not really sure.

“Listen, man… I really don’t mean to be a buzzkill. I know it’s your anniversary and everything.”

“Hey, no, it’s seriously fine. I mean yeah, we may have to hang a sock on the door at some point, but it’s no big deal, really.”

“Alright, alright.”

“Oh, I’ve got a few ribeyes in the fridge for tonight, if that’s good with you?”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s fine. I’m going to grab a beer—want one?”

“Nah, you go ahead. Help yourself to whatever’s in the fridge. I’ll be right back.”

I make my way down the hall and push the bedroom door open. I have a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Nothing bad, just… I think Jake might have been checking you out.

And… I think you wanted him to…

“Babe? Can I come in?”

“Yeah!”

I open the door to the bathroom and inhale the scent of your shampoo. You’re just climbing out of the shower with a towel around your waist and another in your hands.

“Hey. So, uh… how’s he doing?”

My mind stalls a little. Just… the sight of you… water dripping down your body as you twist your hair around in the towel.

Maybe having Jake over on our anniversary weekend wasn’t a great idea.

“Hey. Hello. Hi.”

“Shit, sorry, you just… you’re just all naked and… wet…”

I wrap my arms around you, pulling you close to me. The water still clinging to you seeps through my t-shirt.

“Yeah, that tends to happen in a shower.”

You push your ass into me, leaning back against my chest as I trail my fingers over each of your nipples.

“It would be a shame to waste such an opportunity.”

“Hey, your best friend is out there mourning the death of his relationship—”

“No, no, he’s fine…”

“Besides, I think he kind of enjoyed that little show you gave him.”

You spin around in my arms to face me and… your cheeks are flushed. Whether from the hot shower or what I just said, I don’t know.

“Well, uh… I…”

“Oh come on. You knew he could see, didn’t you?”

“I… wasn’t sure…”

“Regardless, I think he liked what he saw.”

“Oh, really?”

You almost look… shy. You’re never shy, you’re like the boldest person I know. Which makes me think… I must be onto something.

You close the distance between us again and press your lips to mine. They’re warm and soft, but there’s something… needy about you.

I’m… honestly getting a little hard thinking about it… You… teasing both of us… me and him.

“Don’t be embarrassed. We’ve talked about something like this before. You liked both of us looking at you…?”

“Yeah…”

“You were showing off for him. Like… you wanted him to look at you. Is that all you want? To be looked at?”

“No… that’s not all.”

My heart is racing… I can almost hear it in my chest.

We’ve never been completely exclusive, not even when we got engaged. There’s always been openness between us, a willingness to share and let each other explore.

And we always said we’d both be open to letting someone else in… if the right opportunity presented itself. I just never imagined Jake being involved.

“Baby? Do you think… um… I’ve just been—”

“You’ve been what? Thinking about fucking my best friend?”

“Maybe. I just—”

“Hey, don’t worry. I uh—well, I think… We could—if you want—see… if he’s interested? Might take his mind off things.”

Your eyes widen a little and you bite down on your bottom lip. I pull you into my arms and kiss you, fumbling with your towel as I walk you back against the wall.

The fact that we’re talking about my best friend wanting you, fucking you… I thought it would be a turn-off, but it’s not. It’s actually really fucking hot.

I slide my knee between your legs, parting them slightly as my hand trails down your ribs… over the swell of your hip… and rests at the top of your thigh.

I slide two fingers between your legs.

I part your lips easily and dip my fingers inside, settling them on your clit.

“I bet he’s out there right now, in our kitchen, Thinking about you in here all wet… what it’s like to touch you…”

“You think so?”

“Well, why don’t we go out there and see?”

“You would want that? For us… for me… to be with him? With… both of you?”

“Mmm, I want him to see what I see. See what you look like… sound like…”

“You trail your hand across the growing bulge in my jeans. Yeah, we’re definitely both on the same page.”

“Let’s… go talk to him…”

“In just my towel?”

“I mean… it’s not a bad idea.”

“One of you is going to be undressing me soon anyway.”

We could go in circles all night debating if this is a good idea or not. But I don’t want to overthink it. It just feels… right.

I take your hand in mine and move towards the door. You don’t slow down or pull away… you just give me this look. This… hungry look… biting down on your lip, a hint of a smile on your face.

I give your fingers a squeeze as I push the door open and we walk down the hall together.

This would feel absolutely insane if Jake hadn’t let it slip to me a few nights ago how beautiful he thinks you are. To be fair, he was a little drunk and grieving his relationship.

But he’s always up for a good time. Or, he used to be.

We round the corner into the kitchen and Jake is standing with his back to us, staring out the window.

You let your towel fall to the floor and walk silently up behind him. You tap him on the shoulder and… the look on his face at the sight of you…

“We… have something to ask you.”

His eyes dart from you to me and he looks… amused. I honestly thought he would look more surprised than he does. I guess he’s picked up on how you’ve been feeling…

I come up behind you and press myself into your back while tracing my fingers down your arms.

“Uhh…”

“You did tell me you thought she was gorgeous the other night.”

“Oh, you said that, did you?”

“Yeah, I—I didn’t think you remembered that. We were so drunk.”

“We both thought you… might want to see for yourself.”

I watch his eyes tick down your body, slowly taking in every inch of you. He looks at me every few moments like me standing here isn’t enough of a sign that I’m into this, too.

He steps forward a little… and we’re pressed into either side of you.

“Kiss me?”

It’s gentle, both of you just… trying each other out. Getting deeper as every second passes.

I lean back against the counter and watch you drape both arms around his neck. His hands snake around your waist and…

There’s this heat burning through me. Starting in my chest and… spreading throughout my body.

“I want you in my mouth.”

You glance over your shoulder at me and my dick strains against my pants.

Jake looks up at me, too and… he looks just as dazed as I feel, just as hypnotized by you.

I close the distance between us and press my mouth against your neck. I can smell his cologne on you.

“Stay right here. I want you to watch.”

You sink to your knees on the wooden floor, your hands fumbling with his pants. I lean back up against the counter and watch as his cock slowly disappears into your mouth.

“Fuck…”

You work his cock with your hands and lips at the same time, moving up and down… taking him in… pulling back… over and over again.

I’m mesmerized by the sight of your head bobbing up and down, the sounds coming out of your mouth.

I undo my jeans and let them fall to the floor. My cock is so hard already…

You let his cock fall out of your mouth for a moment as you reposition yourself on all fours. You shoot a glance back at me, your lips still wet and pink.

“Hey. Come here.”

“I will… I want to watch a little more.”

I go down to the floor, slow, just taking in the sight of you and him, letting my cock get harder.

You stick your ass out towards me as your attention turns back onto Jake.

He’s looking down at you… and you’re looking up at him as you slide your tongue all the way up his shaft.

“Mmm…”

“You like what you see?”

God, your ass just looks so good. I wrap my hands around your hips, bending forward and kissing your soft, warm skin.

I let my kiss trail down towards your pussy, and slowly slide my tongue around.

I push two fingers slowly in and out of your pussy, easing in a little further each time.

My tongue works its way towards your asshole, flicking and darting from side to side as my fingers pump harder and faster into you.

“Oh—shit… there, yeah…”

“Oh, god, does that feel good? Can you take more?”

“Yeah, baby, more. Give me more.”

I slide a third finger deep inside you, my fingertips circling the smooth spot I know makes you go absolutely wild.

“Oh, damn… those lips.”

You take Jake all the way into your mouth and he thrusts his hips toward you.

“Fuck, oh my god… just keep going, keep going…”

My cock is aching… I need to be inside you. I need to fucking feel you.

I pull my fingers out of you and stroke myself a few times.

I wish I could draw this out, but I don’t think I can. I fucking need it.

I push into you until I’m… all… the way… in…

“Fuck, yes!”

I grip your hips, hard, and you back into my cock, fucking yourself on me. You find a rhythm, shifting further back every time.

“God, baby…”

Your thighs are starting to shake. Your body bucking back against mine.

I reach around your waist and tease you a little, working your clit in tight little circles.

“Fuck, just like this. You like that, don’t you, baby?”

“Oh, fuck, yes!”

“Oh god, you feel so fucking good. Take it, take us both…”

“Yeah, right there, almost there… oh, fuck, yeah, yeah—”

You pull your mouth away from Jake and lean forward onto the cold tile with your ass pressed out. You fuck me back as I thrust into you.

“Oh god, don’t stop! Yes, keep going, keep—fuck, fuck…”

“I’m going to cum—”

I lean with my weight against you and try to catch my breath. My heart is pounding so hard I can almost hear it.

You slowly crawl out from under me and walk to the fridge. You grab a bottle of water and take a long sip. You look incredible right now.

I get to my feet and slide my boxers back on. I think they might be backward, but I can’t get myself to care right now.

“Um… I… didn’t really see that coming.”

“Uhh, yeah… Same.”

“Mm, not me. I’ve been thinking about it for a while now.”

“That so? What, uh, what else have you been thinking about? Care to share?”

You glance back and forth between the two of us, that not-so-innocent smile playing on your lips.

“Hey, the weekend just started. Be patient. Now, I’m starving. Someone make me a steak.”