Chapter 1

It was a Friday in late May, and perhaps the last day of tolerable weather before the Houston summer hit. Jess and I took advantage by going for a picnic, something we had done frequently. We had found a secluded area in Buffalo Bayou Park that had become our favorite. It offered more than the necessary measure of privacy to satisfy our desire for public sex, something that we had pushed the limits of during the beautiful spring months. I wrapped the empty salad container and sandwich paper in a bag and set it to the side and moved our stemless wine glasses to the edge of the blanket we had spread out.

Jess put her leg parallel up the trunk of the tree next to us, showing off the flexibility of her youth spent in ballet and cheerleading. She pulled up her dress and revealed her beautiful bottom half. The spring spent outdoors had given her skin a light tan. Since starting work at the plastic surgeon’s office, Jess had started doing more aesthetic treatments and was working on a regimen of laser removal of her pubic hair, leaving it feeling perpetually waxed.

I moved myself between her thighs and began to eat her pussy. The extension of her leg opened her up widely for me, giving supreme access to her pussy and ass. I licked her greedily. Jess had a deep love of oral sex, and I was always happy to oblige. If I made her cum two or three times with my tongue, it unlocked a need in her that led to long, relentless fuck sessions. Jess and I were carbon copies sexually. It wasn’t that we wanted a lot of sex. It was that we needed it. And in the three months since Kat had taken what I jokingly called her sabbatical from us, we burned the sexual candle at both ends.

As I followed the familiar pattern of long licks across her lips, playing with her asshole a little, and then finally paying attention to her clit, Jess let out a long, contented sigh.

“Did I ever tell you why I got kicked off the cheerleading team at U of H?” she asked.

“I thought you quit?” I said between licks.

She laughed. “I probably did tell you that,” she said. “No, I got kicked off after a semester. I let six football players run a train on me at a fraternity party. While I was wearing my cheer uniform.”

“God, you were such a slut in college,” I said with admiration.

“In college?” she laughed again. “Anyway, they took pictures. The idiots. So they kicked me off. I kept the uniform, though. I don’t know why I thought being a cheerleader would get me more football player dick. They were not hard to convince.”

Now it was my turn to laugh. “What male would be when presented with you?” I said.

I returned my focus to Jess’s pussy. Her stomach began to rise and fall rapidly, a sign that her orgasm was building and coming soon.

“I do love being a slut,” she said dreamily. I knew she was starting to feel the need to explore again. We had been together almost a year again, and she hadn’t fucked anyone else. I could see her pushing the boundaries.

I doubled my attention to her clit. Jess’s body was so familiar to me, I knew I could make her cum essentially on command. I decided it was time.

“Baby, baby, I’m going to cum!” she announced. I smiled to myself but kept going. She pulled her leg off the tree and wrapped it around my back, pulling my face deeping into her cunt. Her hips bucked up, smothering me in her juices. She made little attempt to muffle her screams despite our public location.

Jess collapsed back, lying still for just a moment before sitting up with a grin on her face. She kissed me, sloppily moving her tongue across my skin to lick up her own juices.

“I am going to suck all the cum out of you,” she said. “And then I’m going back to the office and kissing Gloria to see if she recognizes your taste on my lips.”

Gloria and Jess had become fast friends once she started at the plastic surgeon’s office. Jess was now the official videographer of my trysts with her, sending the videos back to Gloria’s husband to enjoy. She also was the only playmate to join us in our fun since Kat.

“It’s so fun when you want to play games,” I said.

“I feel very playful,” she said, getting on her knees and giving my cock a few initial, long licks.

“Are you thinking we need to raise the stakes?” I asked. “Something beyond just Gloria?”

Jess’s hypnotic blue eyes, made deeper pools by the sunny day, looked up at me, wide and beautiful, and she nodded as she kept her attention on sucking me.