Chapter 3

Manny was the first to wake up. It was after nine when he awoke. He looked over at Jackie. She was still sleeping soundly. Then he looked at Trace. He was snoring lightly, dead to the world. It didn't look to Manny like either of them was going to get up any time soon. Manny decided to get dressed and go to town for a Sunday paper. A girl-friend of his in college had been fond of saying that Sundays were for reading the New York Times and fucking. He was going to at least buy a copy of the Sunday Times.

When he returned, Trace and Jackie were sleeping but Trace looked like he might wake up soon. Trace had promised to fix breakfast this morning but Manny made a pot of coffee anyway. He wasn't sure how long he was going to have to wait for Trace. Manny sat down at the kitchen island with his coffee to read the paper.

Trace smelled the coffee and came awake with a start. He looked at his watch. It was almost eleven. He saw Manny at the table and assumed that Jackie was awake too. In his haste he abandoned all pretense of modesty. He sat on the edge of the bed in the altogether and pulled his gym shorts over his hips. His chest was still bare and he didn't bother putting on shoes or socks. He stumbled into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee.

Trace knew that it had been after five when he got back to sleep. He looked toward the bed and saw that Jackie was still sleeping. He guessed that she too had had some difficulty getting back to sleep after their thought provoking encounter. He greeted Manny and said he would fix breakfast as soon as he had brushed his teeth.

When Trace came out of the bathroom, Jackie was just beginning to stir. Trace wasn't going to fix anything fancy. He threw some frozen sausage into a cold frying pan and figured that by the time it started to cook he would be awake enough to do the rest. He sat down with his coffee and picked up part of the paper.

Jackie woke up. She wasn't wearing a watch but she guessed that if Manny and Trace were already in the kitchen area, it must be pretty late. Considering the events of the previous night, like Trace, she wasn't feeling particularly modest. She got out of bed wearing just her panties and walked to the bathroom. She was kind of aloof and didn't say anything to Manny or Trace. Manny knew better than to say anything to her when she was in this kind of mood, but he did notice how she was dressed.

Manny thought, "Hopefully the attitude is just temporary, probably because she's still half asleep. At least she doesn't seem too worried about modesty. If she loses that attitude and gets a little playful, making a movie of her and Trace could get pretty hot."

The sausage started to sizzle as it thawed and Trace got up to tend to the cooking. As he was cracking the eggs into a bowl Jackie exited the bathroom and came over to the table. She had found a shirt in the bathroom and had at least partially covered herself. Of course her legs were still showing and it was pretty obvious that she hadn't found a bra. Trace thought, "Its amazing how good she can look, even in a rumpled up shirt."

As she approached the table, Jackie said somewhat matter-of-factly, "I don't think I want any breakfast. I just want some toast and coffee." She continued, a bit more conversationally, "I have been dying to get in that old claw foot tub ever since we got here. If you guys don't have any objections, I'm going to do it while you're eating." She continued, "I'll take my coffee now. Trace, can you bring my toast when its ready." She didn't wait for an answer. She poured a cup of coffee and left the kitchen area.

As Jackie walked toward the tub, she stopped at her suitcase and dug out a razor. At the tub she put the coffee and razor on the window ledge behind the tub and turned on the water. She adjusted the spigots until she felt the water temperature was right.

Even though she was about twenty feet away, Trace and Manny had a clear view of her. Jackie stood at the side of the tub with her back to the kitchen area. She unbuttoned the shirt and let it fall from her shoulders to the floor. With her hands she pushed her panties down over her hips. Her panties dropped to the floor and she stepped out of them. She was naked.

Trace was watching her. He had seen her naked yesterday, but today was different. Yesterday she had exposed herself a lot but she had acted like she didn't notice or as if she had no idea what effect she was having on Trace. Today the charade was gone. It wasn't a game anymore.

Jackie stepped into the tub. She turned toward the head of the tub which was in the same direction as the kitchen. Both men were looking right at her. She looked briefly at Manny. Then she shifted her eyes and glanced at Trace as she quickly sat down. Jackie knew this was no longer a game. She lowered her eyes to the water and began to soap herself. She shut the water off when it reached her waist.

Trace was still fixing the breakfast so he was facing the rear of the cabin. He was able to see her out of the corner of his eye. Jackie took a sip of the coffee, then put one leg up on the edge of the tub. She picked up the razor from the sill and began to shave her leg. When she finished, she put the leg down and was just lifting the other one as the toaster popped. As she put her other leg on the edge of the tub she said sweetly, "Trace, would you bring me my toast. It doesn't need to be buttered."

Trace took the two slices of bread out of the toaster and put them on a small plate which he took to Jackie. Considering that Jackie was in the bath with no clothes on it might have been appropriate for Trace to ask Manny to take the toast to her. Manny noticed that Trace hadn't done that. "That's okay," he thought, "the more turned on each of them gets, the better the movie will be."

In spite of her wishing that she was a bit more covered, most of Jackie was prominently displayed. At the side of the tub, Trace stood over Jackie and surveyed her body. He imagined the small area between her legs that was covered by water. The front of his gym shorts tented out in front of Jackie's face. She tried to ignore his erection. She looked instead into his eyes, knowing that he was looking at her. She took the plate of toast from him and put it on the window sill along with her coffee.

As Trace returned to the kitchen, Jackie resumed her shaving. She couldn't help but think how differently she was feeling about him. Despite her nakedness and leg position she hadn't really felt exposed in front of him. It was weird but it was more like taking a bath in front of a long time lover or a husband.

Trace finished preparing the breakfast and fixed a plate each for he and Manny. As the two men were eating their sausage, eggs and toast, Jackie rehashed the events of the previous night.

Jackie had really had trouble trying to accept what was happening and understanding how she felt. After leaving Trace and returning to her bed, she had stayed awake until almost six o'clock, thinking about what was going on. After some thought she knew that the only reason she had not cheated on Manny while he was sleeping twenty feet away was that Trace, for some reason, had stopped. She knew that if Trace's hand had gone two more inches up the inside of her thigh there would have been no turning back.

In Orlando she was just in heat. She would have stopped. Anyway, nothing really happened. But last night was different. Yes, she loved Manny and she certainly had no intention of leaving him but there was also something special about Trace. She felt as if they had been lovers already even though they had barely touched. Today Manny was going to make a movie of them in the act of seducing one another. This was going to get dangerous.

Jackie guessed that if things got hot between her and Trace they would probably make love. Jackie knew that she would not be able to stop herself. Trace wasn't just some hot body. He was an important part of her life.

Making love to Trace would have an effect on her marriage. It probably wouldn't change the way Jackie felt about Manny, but she couldn't be sure. And then, what would it do to her relationship with Trace? If they made love could she just say goodbye in a few days and go on with her normal life? No matter what happened, Manny would feel threatened.

Jackie finished her bath about the same time that the guys finished breakfast. She grabbed a nearby towel and stepped out of the tub to dry herself off. Trace had his back to her but Manny saw her drying off and said, "You could come over here and do that. Trace is not exactly a master chef and a little entertainment could make this breakfast a lot better."

Jackie smiled at Manny's joke. She wanted to be careful but if she didn't continue teasing the guys a little, Manny would start imagining that something had already happened between her and Trace. Besides, the teasing part was safe and she loved it. When she had dried off she wrapped the towel around her and went over to the table.

Her playful attitude was once again evident as she stopped by the kitchen island and looked at Trace. She said, "I thought the toast was exceptional. I thoroughly enjoyed it while I was shaving myself." As she said this she lifted a leg up onto the table edge and said to Trace, "See, smooth as silk. Wanna feel?"

Trace gawked. Even Manny caught his breath. When Jackie had put her leg up on the table, the bottom edge of the towel had ridden up enough to partially expose her neatly trimmed bush. Trace ran his hand slowly up her leg, feeling its smoothness, but he kept his eyes focused between Jackie's legs. It was amazing to see the lengths she would go to to tease him.

She put her leg down and adjusted her towel. As she walked over to Manny she jokingly said to Trace, "I can't imagine what dinner will cost me." She addressed Manny with an impish grin on her face, "I'm ready to make the movie." She struck a pose like she was modeling the towel and asked, "Is this how you want me dressed?"

Manny looked at her and thought, "Jesus Christ, that would be hot!" But he said, "It certainly is tempting. But no, I saw last night how easily you can lose a towel. Maybe you ought to go in the bathroom and put on a little something more."

She then whispered to Manny, out of earshot of Trace, "Are you sure you're ready to see your wife kissed and fondled by another man?" Before he could respond, she added, "You know how easily I get aroused."

Thinking about what she had said, Manny went silent. Jackie's words had given him an erection and at the same time had instilled a considerable degree of concern in his mind.

Jackie went over to the suitcase and picked up a fresh pair of panties and her sweats. Trace watched her backside as she went into the bathroom. He thought about what she had done only a few minutes ago and visualized having his arms around her and removing the towel.

When Jackie came out of the bathroom she was wearing sweats. They were made of alternating panels of green and silver parachute cloth. It might be more appropriate to call her attire a warm up suit. She had combed the kinks out of her hair and put on some makeup. She looked fresh and clean, as if she had just stepped out of a fitness magazine.

Manny went in the bathroom as Jackie came out. When Manny came out, he had traded his pajamas for a warm up suit. The one Manny was wearing wasn't nearly as elegant as Jackie's. It was more like the traditional sweat suit. While Trace finished up in the kitchen, Manny and Jackie folded up Trace's bed clothes and turned his bed back into a couch. They sat down and waited for Trace.

Trace got the last of the dishes and pans into the dishwasher and joined Manny and Jackie in the living room. Trace was still wearing the gym shorts he had put on the night before. It was now nearly one o'clock in the afternoon. They had slept so long that the day was already half gone. The three of them discussed the movie that Manny wanted to make.

After nearly an hour of discussion, they settled on the dance scene that took place in a night club. As Jackie and Trace had written it in their story, a husband and wife went into the night club separately so that the husband could watch his wife flirting with the other patrons. Jackie would play the wife that was acting like she wanted to be picked up and Trace would play the part of a visiting businessman.

Jackie and Trace were surprised at how Manny was when they started to set up the scene. Like a real movie director he wanted things to seem authentic. He asked Jackie to put on a skirt, however she had not planned on that type of attire at a winter cabin.

Manny wouldn't be discouraged though. After some searching through his own things, he found a large shirt that he said would do the trick. He wanted Jackie to wear it like a dress. She went in the bathroom to try it out. As she changed she couldn't help but laugh to herself about Manny.

She took off her comfortable warm up suit and put on the shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra but she did have panties on. She hadn't brought any heels so she put on a pair of flats. In spite of it being winter her legs were nicely tanned and her bare legs looked as if she was wearing hose. She might be wearing a shirt instead of a dress and flats instead of heels, but she wasn't actually dressed much differently than if she was really going out to a club for dancing.

The shirt was plenty long, about mid thigh in length. It was the buttons all the way down the front that made it a little sexier than a dress she might have worn. Of course, being a shirt, it was cut high on the sides and showed a lot of her legs.

Jackie came out of the bathroom wearing the shirt and the guys whistled. She looked fine. Manny made Trace change from his comfortable gym shorts into trousers and shirt. He also insisted that Trace put on shoes and socks. Once he was satisfied with how they were dressed, he was ready to start the filming.

Manny summarized the scene they would do. Jackie had met Trace at the bar and after about an hour of get acquainted type stuff she had asked Trace to dance. They would start filming with the two of them beginning to dance.

Jackie's behavior would be aggressive, putting on a good show for her watching husband. This would lead Trace to let his hands roam and do some fondling. When the two returned to the bar, Trace would get even more suggestive, using Jackie's willingness on the dance floor as a reason to take further liberties.

They would stop filming there. All the touching would be on the outside of the clothes but it needed to be suggestive enough to set up the next scene, which was supposed to take place in the parking lot.

"Okay, I'm going to put on some music and you two start a nice slow sexy dance. You're trying to seduce the other person. Play it like in the story.

Manny put on a soft rock CD and picked up his camera as Jackie and Trace nervously looked at each other. The two of them held each other close but apparently not close enough for Manny. Before turning on the camera, Manny again reminded them to follow the story.

Trace held Jackie closer and looked at her questioningly. She nodded her head and quietly said, "Don't worry, its just a game, Manny's fantasy."

The music was a soft Kenny G song. Like in the story Jackie rubbed her body against Trace, giving him little grinds as her hips swayed to the music. Jackie rested her head against Trace's chest.

As the two danced, Jackie's grinding got stronger. Trace picked up on this and ground his hips into hers. One of his legs was between Jackie's legs and his growing manhood rubbed against her. Trace held Jackie tightly. Their bodies were becoming one. Trace felt Jackie against his upper thigh. Her hip rubbed against him. He buried his head in her hair. Trace thought, "This is getting good."

Jackie was lost in her own thoughts, "It's good to finally have his body pressed up against me. His hands feel as if they are burning holes in my dress. With the bulge in his pants rubbing against my hip and his leg rubbing between mine, I'm getting really turned on."

Trace's right hand was resting just above Jackie's waist. With the fingers of his other hand he was tracing little circles around the middle of her back. The shirt Jackie was wearing was a cotton one but to Trace it felt like silk. He wanted to run his hands all over it. He didn't feel a bra strap and guessed that she probably wasn't wearing one. He wasn't sure but he thought he could feel Jackie's nipples hardening against his chest.

Trace inhaled Jackie's perfume. From what she had told him in the emails it was probably "Breathless". Now he knew where it had gotten its name. Trace brushed Jackie's neck lightly with his lips and licked his way up to her earlobe. From what he knew about her, she would be quivering in seconds.

Jackie let out a little moan as Trace started to brush his warm lips over her neck and earlobes. Jackie whispered to Trace, "Aaah. You know how I like that don't you." Trace knew a lot about what Jackie liked from their Internet conversations.

Trace let his right hand slip down from Jackie's waist and onto her butt. He continued to run his tongue and lips over Jackie's neck and nibble on her ear lobe. The skin on Jackie's neck felt like velvet to Trace. He could feel her excitement building as he sucked on it.

Trace softly sucked Jackie's neck, trying not to leave a mark. Jackie's neck and nipples had gotten her in trouble many times, even as far back as when she was a teenager. Jackie knew that she was losing control. She was getting totally lost in the dance. Trace's mouth was on her neck and her nipples were brushing against his chest.

Trace slipped his hands under Jackie's shirt tail. He put his hands on the thin material of her panties and squeezed Jackie's ass cheeks. What Trace had just done was not in the story. Manny was surprised by it while Jackie was lost in the moment and didn't even think about it. She thought that Trace's hands on her panties felt wonderful. Trace held Jackie like he was trying to keep her from getting away.

Jackie wrapped her arms around Trace's neck. The music stopped but Manny kept filming. Jackie and Trace were holding on to each other. Manny could see that they were really worked up but he was enjoying it almost as much as them. Manny's excitement showed in the front of his pants.

Finally Manny shut off the camera and said, "Okay, thats enough of the dance. Lets move to the bar. Trace and Jackie realized that the music had stopped but it was a few seconds before their bodies separated.

Jackie and Trace walked over to the kitchen island and the stools that would be the bar in the scene. Manny started filming as Jackie reached the island. Jackie sat on the stool, at first rather lady like, pulling her dress, (the shirt), down to keep the sides of her panties from being visible. Finally abandoning her attempt at modesty, she parted her legs invitingly and allowed Trace to stand between them.

Although the story's action was not sexually explicit at this point, it was certainly suggestive. With the exception of Trace putting his hands under Jackie's shirt, the action on the dance floor had been pretty faithful to the way Trace and Jackie had written it. The action at the bar was to be a continuation of the same.

Manny zoomed the camera in on Trace standing between Jackie's spread legs. Looking through the viewfinder, he was getting a far better view than the husband in the story would be getting. He knew that the businessman was supposed to get more aggressive now and the wife would still be very receptive, trying to put on a show for her husband. Manny expected this to get pretty good.

Jackie and Trace sipped their drinks and talked. Because of the loud music and noisy conversation in the bar, (imagined of course), Trace had to put his mouth up to Jackie's ear in order to be heard. As he did so he blew in her ear and nibbled on her neck.

Jackie put her arm around Trace's waist and pulled him up against the chair. Trace was nestled tightly between Jackie's legs. Trace had one arm over Jackie's shoulder, massaging her upper back. His other hand was caressing the upper part of her butt. Jackie had forgotten about the camera and the story. She was letting her feelings dictate her response.

Following the story line, Trace put both hands on the sides of Jackie's breasts. He massaged them lightly, then moved his hands around to the front and teased her nipples. Manny put his eye to the viewfinder of the camera and watched intently as Trace tweaked Jackie's nipples. Manny knew how sensitive his wife's nipples were and his cock jerked to attention when he heard her purring like a kitten.

In the story the woman's dress had no buttons, but who was paying any attention to the story at this point? Trace's fingers slipped between the buttons of the shirt and gently squeezed a bare breast. Manny lowered the camera in an attempt to see what was happening. He was delirious with excitement. Manny had fantasized about seeing another man's hands on Jackie's breasts. Now it was really happening.

Jackie was breathing deeply now, dying to put her hand between Trace's legs but that wasn't in the story. Manny was shooting over Trace's shoulder, trying to capture Trace's hands on Jackie's heaving breasts. Hoping that Manny wouldn't be able to see her, Jackie put her hand into Trace's lap and massaged his hard cock.

Trace was pleasantly shocked by Jackie's aggressiveness as he knew it wasn't in the script. He also realized that Manny probably couldn't see what Jackie was doing. Trace still had one hand inside of Jackie's blouse. Manny seemed to have the camera trained on that. Trace let the other hand drop and gently rubbed one of Jackie's thighs.

Trace carefully moved his hand between Jackie's legs. The camera wasn't focused on it but Manny was still able to see Trace's hand. Manny didn't say anything. This was really what he wanted to see. Manny wasn't concerned about the extra touching. He could see that Trace's hand was still on the outside of Jackie's panties.