Lately, Claire had been fantasizing about having a threesome, and had't been sure about how to broach the subject seriously with her fellow Tom. They'd first discussed it years ago, when they were still getting to have sex each other. He was hesitant, and explained he wasn't completely well-fixed"sharing ”. Not wanting to labor the subject, she'd dropped it.

Every now and then, however, during the occasional sext conversation, he would tease Claire with the fantasy of them going to a bar and picking up a womanhood to convey back to their flat. Which was an easy turn-on for Claire, as she had always also been attracted to char. In rattling life though, this conversation had never seriously manifested.

So as they drove out of the city to spend some sentence with his supporter at a lake sign of the zodiac, she got it in her drumhead to see if he would care to draw close his acquaintance Drew with a proposition.

"I'm not sure I would want to do that kind of matter with someone I've known so long. After ten eld I've never intentionally, or accidentally, seen his penis, and I'd prefer to hold back it that way."

Part of her initially felt shamefaced for asking. He was brushing it aside with levity, but she knew she'd hit a mettle, even if he wasn't showing it yet. Part of that being she had possibly made one or two comments in the past that of all Tom's friends, he was the one she'd like to do dirty affair to.

"Pleeeaaase !"she responded in a fake whine.

"Well…since you asked nicely…"

"Uh huh."

"Why bring this up now ?"he asked curiously.

"Just been thinking about it."

"With him ?"

"No, in general."

"Alright."

A minute of silence stuck in the air.

"Alright, what ?"she asked.

"Alright so you've been thinking about it. And I haven't been. And I feel like I'm about to disappoint you."

Claire folded her arm in a fake pout.

"I know you're not actually mad."

"Oh DO YOU ? MR. KNOW-IT-ALL."
"Yeah yeah, Charles Herbert Best Actress, ladies and gentlemen."

Another moment of silence sticks in the air. Not that this would be the end of her thought, at to the lowest degree while they're were all still staying in the sign together, but dropping it again for now probably for the best.

Tom ends the silence,"At least let's just say, for now, I will think about it. And NOT with one of my friends. And NOT with two of my other friends also in the same mansion, who would DEFINITELY hear, knowing you."

Claire suspiration, dejectedly."Oookaaay.

"We'll find you a dame. A nice dame to play with."

-

After a long day out on the gravy holder and imbibition, Claire and Tom found themselves back in their way, having sex. And, lawful to shape, Claire was being trashy. She considered feeling bad about forcing the other three to ingest to listen to her, but also liked the exhibitionism of it all.

As Tom thrust from behind, she noticed a telling popped up on his phone, adjacent to the bed. Not that she what was on it, but from where she was, it looked like a picture.

When they'd finished, curiosity got the better of her,"Who was it that texted you earliest ?"

"It was Ian. He asked if I wouldn't mind buying him a span of earplugs at the corner store."

Claire smiled to herself.

"Someone's proud of herself."

Tom turned the igniter off and both got back into bed. As Claire lay there, she couldn't help shake the feeling that it hadn't looked like a normal text. It looked like a picture.

-

During the next day, Claire took card of the fact that Tom had been unusually focused on his telephone set. to the highest degree of the clock time, whatever he was looking at he had no reaction to. But at least a distich times, she could've sworn she caught a momentaneous smile.

Considering she had cheated only once before, she felt it odd the mentation that were popping up in her capitulum. The mistrust, and the want to know what was keeping him so occupied.

Occupied enough for Drew to comment,"Put that fucking thing down before I throw it in the lake. You're risky than my niece."

Tom acquiesced, and put the telephone set away. But every-so-often, he'd reach for it, then call up, then exit it in his pocket.

-

At the end of the day once more, everyone felt relaxed and satisfied. And maybe a little too booze. More-so than the day before. Which is why when Tyler announced he might work in early, it was no surprise. He had been struggling to keep his eyes open for a little under and hour.

This was mulct with Claire. She did not like Tyler.

"Babe, you're doing the same thing Tyler was doing."

"I'm not drunk, YOU'RE drunk !"Tom shouted.

"Yes, you're very funny."

"Thank you."

Tom sat and thought for a moment.

"Okay, bed clock time. You guys coming in too ?"

"I'm good for right field now,"said Ian.

"Same,"Drew agreed.

"Okie doke. Come along darling."

"Just because you can't keep open your heart open any longer doesn't mean I'm tired too,"Claire responded.

"Oh. fountainhead, that's carnival. Just be tranquility when you come in then."

Tom walked back into the star sign, and shut the sliding glass door behind him.

John Drew got up and walked over to the beer ice chest, now near empty, and offered Ian a beer. Which President Tyler accepted. Drew then turned to Claire and did the Same with her.

'' I 'm fine, actually. For my altitude and weight, I think I went over my limit awhile ago."

John Drew returned the offered beer to the cooler.

"So speaking of, I think I'm tipsy plenty to apologize for any…noise, you guys may have heard last night.

Both bozo laughed.

"Um, thank you,"said Drew.

"I didn't idea it so much,"said Ian, with jokey wink.

"Uh huh. Then why did you text Tom telling him he'd have to go buy you earplugs ?"

Ian's font froze in light confusion.

"When did I say that ? Today ?"

"You texted him last night, during, well…"

Ian squinted, and his eyes began to dart around, trying to find an effigy, a storage of having sent that school text. A memory, ultimately, that did not survive apparently.

"How drunk was I shoemaker's last night that I don't have any retentiveness of this ?"

"About the same as right hand now,"Drew responded.

"Was it not, maybe, John Tyler ?"

Claire, also confused,"Nope said it was you."

"fountainhead then I'm going to make to check my phone then. I'll be compensate back."Tyler stood up to go inside.

"Actually I'll articulation you,"Claire decided."I'm gon na change and get in the hot tub."

The two walked back into the house. Tyler to the left hand to his way, Claire to the right to her's. She wasn't sure if enough time had passed that Tom was still awake, but she was hoping he was asleep. She was going to wait at that phone.

She opened the door quietly, and noticed he was indeed asleep. She tiptoed as lightly as she could over the the nightstand, and picked up the phone. There were no new content recently. Pausing for a moment to reckon if she had ever seen him typecast in his passcode, she realized she had not. So, very gently, and with decent risk of infection, pressed one of Tom's digit onto the family screen release, and unlocked the phone.

Inside was a long text chain with her friend Megan. And inside that text chemical chain there was a lot of Megan naked, and a few prospicient threads from either of them promising this, that, and the early to each other. And Claire had absolutely no idea to respond to this information.

Clearly Megan was immediately being terminated from the friendship, but Tom…

-

Claire walked back alfresco in her bikini, and climbed in the hot tub. Ian had not yet returned. She and John Drew sat in secrecy for awhile, and both looked focused on the straighten out Nox's sky.

"Wan na join me ?"she asked.

Drew thought about it for a bit,"Sure. But do you mind if I go in just bagger ? I don't feel like going back inside."
"It's fine."Claire responded.

John Drew walked over to the hot tub, unbuckled his short pants, slid out leaving only his boxers left, and climbed in. For a present moment, as he climbed in, Claire caught a glance of his dick.

"okey, maybe I should have insisted on suit."

"Why ?"

"…well. The way you climbed in…I may take in caught a glimpse of…"

"Ah."

"Yeah."

"Okay."

"Your dick."

"No I know."

"Yep."

"How was it looking ?"Drew asked, dryly.

Claire responded with the"OK"hand signal, and made a double-clicking noise to go alongside it.

"You're not particularly shy, are you ? I've accidentally seen plenty of dick, and never said of word of it to anyone."

"If I was shy do you guess I'd own bathing suit of clothes like this ?"

Drew initially fought the urge to calculate, but followed that with a warm vertex. She was right. The top was almost a size of it or two too small, and the bottom had an equal lack of coverage as most of the support slid perfectly between her cheeks.

"That would be a fair thing to say, yes."

Claire had noticed all of the men taking go ogling her today and yesterday. She had always found it difficult to obtain bikini teetotum where she wasn't spilling out of them. The tooshie, however, were definitely for showing off.

"I don't know why you were so hesitating to attend just then. None of you seem to be having a problem with any early fourth dimension of the day."

"Alright Miss Sassy, you know you can't find fault us for that."

Claire shrugged."Yeah, I suppose."
They fell back into silence for a moment.

"So are you going to differentiate Tom ?"

"Tell him what ?"

"About…about what you saw ?"

"Oh no. He'd already be nervous knowing were were out here together. Alone. In a hot tub."

"Nervous ?"

Claire contemplated backing away from what she was about to tee up. She wasn't sure if it was part of the shock she was probably still feeling, or revenge, but she was going to flirt her way into something with Drew.

"We may have had a brief conversation about threesomes on the drive up here. And I may let floated your name."

Drew stared at Claire.

"Okay."

She stared back at him.

"And what was his opinion on all of that ?"he asked.

"Not a fan of the idea."

"You sure you don't wan na walk back in there as ask him again ?"

Claire laughed a footling at that, unsure who was flirting with her, the man or the alcohol.

"I think he's pretty set on the result being no. That and he was fast asleep when I went to change."

"fountainhead, Ian is probably up for it, if he makes his way back here."

Claire takes a moment to believe on what is being talked about. Is he being serious ?

"I'm afraid we might have lost Ian to the same destiny as Tom and Tyler, so it's just us then."

"Just us,"he responds."Well we've already gotten to…what cornerstone do you think it is if you've accidentally seen individual's shaft ?"

"I'm not sure you've even left the dugout, at that point,"Claire counters.

"Hm,"Drew falls into contemplation. `` I guess since I don't have anything to hide anymore, I can just exact these boxers off."
Claire thinks about saying no. And then doesn't.

"Fine by me,"she says.

At this point Drew stands up, and slides down the wet boxers, he dick now in full view. And a decent looking one as well. Above ordinary sizing, Claire guessed.

"I think it's only evenhandedly now that I 've gotten to see all of you, you should be able to see all of me."

Drew did not answer, only smiled, as he sat back down.

Claire stood up, and untied the top. As the top came loose, her breasts sunk slightly under their own weight unit. Her nipples were hard from the temperature dispute between the hot tub and the now somebody colder night air. Drew remained silent.

Without lots hesitation, Claire then removed the bikini tush. Drew could see her pussy clearly. And that it was shaved as well.

Claire sat back down, and threw the wet courting to the reason, and made a offer upon the pavement.

John Drew could not stop staring. Out of curiosity, Claire peaked beneath the water, and could see what she thought to be an erecting. She made a gesture to Drew to stand up.

"well, come on, let's see it in action."

Drew waited for a present moment, then stood up. Claire was right, a little above average. Not too lowly, not too comically large either. Decently thick as well. Might stretch her out more than she was used to with Tom, even though he was zilch if not also a decently endowed man.

"Very nice,"she said, earnestly.

John Drew stayed standing."What now ?"He asked.

Claire smiled,"I have a few ideas, but I'll be honest with you, don't love the taste of chlorine."

John Drew walked across the tub to Claire, kneeled down a bit, and kissed her. As he did this, she grabbed grip of his peter, and started to stroke it slowly.

"This isn't going to go off in my helping hand is it ? You're gon na be capable to wee-wee it to the good stuff ?"she asked playfully.

"Oh yeah."

The kissing progressed, and alongside it so did the stroking. In turn Drew reached down to Claire's slit, slowly running it through the lips, hind end to top, and pausing at her clit. She let out a soft moan as he did this.

They stayed like this for a few minutes, her stroking him, him rubbing her clit. Not noticing that Ian had been leaning up against the house for a minute or two, watching.

When both of them noticed, neither flinched, nor stopped what they were doing.

"You can fall in us…if you want,"Claire offered.

Ian pondered the offer, shrugged, and said,"Yeah alright."

He removed his clothes, and climbed into the hot tub alongside them. At which point Claire grabbed his cock and began stroking it as well. The kissing briefly switched to Claire and Ian, and Drew knack over to set out licking Claire's nipples.

This tableau continued for awhile longer, until Ian asked,"So how are we gon na make this work ?"

"Well she's already made it clear she doesn't like the penchant of chlorine…sooo…"

"Ah. Well…how adventurous are you ?"

"Fairly ?"Claire responded.

"Have you ever had two bozo inside you before ?"Ian asked.

Claire looked into his eyes."Do you mean ?"

"Yes, I mean exactly that."

She stared at him longer, then over to Drew, who smiled and shrugged.

"Then I guess tonight is the Nox I try it."

Ian leaned in to kiss Claire.

"Here 's how we're gon na do it then."Ian sat down on the hot tub bench, faced Claire away from him, and pulled her ass onto his lap."

"Now spread your legs…and I'll go slow."So, Claire spread her legs.

She could find the tip of his hard dick trying to feel the entering, and then trying gently to push it in. Which he then did. And when the tip popped into her ass, she braced herself on the wall of the hot tub, surprised how good it felt. Surprised this is how she was finding out.

She felt Ian slip his dick in as far as it could go."Doing alright so far ?"he asked.

Claire bit her lip, looked back at him, and nodded. He smiled."I think she's prepare for you now."

Drew approached them, knelt down, and slid his tool into her pussy. At which point in time she screamed.
"Now that sounds familiar,"John Drew said and smiled.

The two men were now simultaneously thrusting in and out of her, and it took every ounce of strength she had not to fire up the neighbors. Though admittedly, every ounce wasn't enough.

She was amazed the sensation of the two men in her at once. Drew kissed her, then her nipple. From those sensations alone, her eyes nearly rolled back into her head from the ecstasy.

Then the two men decided to stand. Drew, holding onto Claire's second joint, and Ian trying not to let his dick evenfall out of her ass, the two men brought everything into the standing locating, and began to move Claire up and down.

"Fuck me. fuck ME FUCK ME FUCK ME."

So they did.

How on worldly concern neither Tyler nor Tom had heard what was going on and add up to inquire was incredible to her. She had lost ascendency of her control and was screaming loudly. And neither Drew nor Ian seemed to mind anymore. I seemed to encourage and inform their work.

It dawned upon Drew that at some point they were going to throw to finish.

"Who can make it to the finish line first ?"He smiled and asked.

Ian also smiled."Nearly there."

"I've beaten you guys to that, like, three times already,"Claire said between gasps.

"Do you want us to commit out ?"Drew asked.

"No,"between more gasps."Cum in my pussy, cum in my fucking ass, I don't care."

They both, roughly, lasted the Same amount of time, but it was Ian to sate her with the his hot cum first. She could feel it shoot up into her. John Drew then followed, and in turn filled her pussy with a great deal of cum.

They stood there for a moment, breathing heavily. Still holding Claire between them.

She could feel the cum dripping out of her, splashing on the weewee below. Almost in a thick stream.

"Was that what you were hoping for ?"Drew asked.

Yes, it was .