Page 67 of Off Season
He leaves, and Kam tells me to sit on the sofa before asking me, “Have you ever read one of those choose-your-own-adventure books?”
I nod. “When I was a kid.”
“This is a little like that. You get to choose what you want tonight. In a minute, a blonde woman and a brunette woman are going to walk in here. You, birthday boy, get to choose what goes down.”
Fucking hell. I have to rub my cock through my pants. “What are my options? Be very specific.”
“Anything you want except you can only pick one of them to stay. I already blew my budget on this evening. I know you prefer brunettes, and you know I prefer blonde women. What you choose will determine which will stay. I can sit and watch you with the brunette. You can sit andwatch me with the blonde.” She visibly swallows. “Or you can pick one and the three of us can do whatever you want. I met both girls earlier today when I came down to deal with all the paperwork and make a few selections. They’re both beautiful and sexy.”
“I feel like this is a test.”
She lets out a laugh. “I promise it’s not. I genuinely want you to have a good time. I want you to get whatever it is that you want. A little fantasy fulfillment. It’s my gift to you…and me.”
The thing is, I don’t actually want another woman. I know she wants me to want other women to prove that we’re not headed for anything real, but I don’t. I haven’t since I met her. Why would I ever want sardines when caviar is on the menu?
Watching her with a woman is a whole other story though. I can’t imagine anything hotter.
Without any hesitation, I respond, “I want to watchyou.”
She tilts her head to the side. “Are you sure you don’t want to join?”
I shake my head. “I want to sit here and touch myself while I watch you do your thing.”
She slowly nods. “Okay, but you’re still in charge. You get to direct us.”
I let out a moan. “Fuck, Kam. I might come before this even starts.”
She points at me and commands, “Don’t you dare. My only request is that you wait until I’m done and then blow in my mouth and only my mouth. Are you good with that?”
My cock leaks but I rasp out, “Yes, ma’am.”
Kam opens the door and whispers into the hallway while I take my spot on the couch. A sexy blonde walks in wearing lingerie in a cheetah pattern. I wonder if it’s a coincidence. She’s got bright blue eyes and full tits. She resembles Tanner’s ex-wife, Fallon, who’s even more beautiful than the blonde woman in here with us.
But I’m not interested in the blonde. It’s the brunette I want to watch.
“Kitten, this is Bambi.” Kam and I both smirk, knowing that it’s not her real name. At least I hope it’s not. “You tell us what you want us to do. We’re entirely at your command. Every single movement. Every single touch.”
I lick my lips as I rub my cock through my pants again. This is stupid hot. “Position yourselves so I can see both of you. I want you to simply kiss for a bit.”
Standing next to the bed, Kam runs her fingers through the woman’s hair. As their lips are about to meet, I yell out, “Stop. Bambi, take Kamryn’s clothes off first. Strip her to her bra and panties like you.”
Bambi nods before lifting Kam’s tight little sweater over her head. Kam is wearing the same cheetah print bra as Bambi. She planned the undergarments. She’s a goddess. This might be every fantasy I’ve ever had rolled into one.
Bambi then gets on her knees and pulls down Kam’s skirt until it pools on the floor. Fuuuuck. She’s wearing a matching silk thong.
Kam is tall, probably about five feet, eight inches. Her legs are toned and go on for miles. They might be my favorite thing about her, but it’s hard to pick one because she’s so damn beautiful.
She’s a professional athlete and built like one with defined muscles everywhere, but none more perfect than her ass. She’s got an ass that women undoubtedly pay for or spend thousands of dollars at the gym to try to earn but can never quite get there. Her arms are sculpted but not bulky. And her tits? They fit perfectly in my hands and practically melt in my mouth.
Kam clears her throat, bringing me back to the present. Yep, I was busted ogling her.
“Now I want you two to kiss at your own pace. Let your hands roam free, but make sure they roam.”
Bambi’s eyes happily take in Kam’s body. “You’re beautiful.”
Bambi is shorter and curvier than Kam. Sexy in a totally different kind of way. She’s softer, with bigger hips and less muscle.
Bambi’s hands run up Kam’s body while Kam’s fingers thread through Bambi’s hair again as their lips meet for the first time. I swear to god, I almost come in my pants for the first time since I was thirteen.
