Edgings
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Chapter 23
JAKE
Chipping in, I helped Dan set the table. We didn’t have a full dining table, and Dan had stopped by Home Depot and bought us a walnut framed glass top table big enough to seat six, which, as he said would allow us to keep an eye on wandering hands. Sheesh, my man was so suspicious now.
When I told him, only half-jokingly that wandering hands under a table were half the fun, he bought a white linen tablecloth to throw over the thing, but he’d winked at me as he did it.
For this dinner, however, no tablecloth. He’d bought into my evil game, and this time around he wanted the guests to be at least a little inhibited.
Not that it would be all THAT hard to hide what we were doing. We did have place mats and mats under the serving bowls and centerpiece, so looking down to see what people were doing, wasn’t all that easy without being obvious about it.
Our two guests started arriving a little before six, and Dan an I and Alex and Patrick were all on hand to welcome them. We had told them to dress casually. Dean was the first to arrive, looking hot in a black tank, over drawstring white lounge pants, under which his cock was clearly commando. He looked damn good as he stepped into Dan and Dan gave him a smooch hello. Dan had pulled on some short white stretch shorts under which he was free balling it, with a net crop top, and he was looking so blond fuckable, it was hard for me to watch the way his tongue tangled with Dean’s for a sexy moment.
But I did watch, and my cock swelled in the white nylon sorts I was wearing. Like Dan, I had gone commando, and my cock wanted to lift and stretch as Dean came to me after his very familiar smooch with Dan.
His beautiful hazel eyes seemed to say, “I hope you don’t mind the way I kiss your husband.”
I didn’t, not really, but I couldn’t help thinking there was a hell of a lot going on between them that wasn’t covered in the “work at the hotel” manual. Dean and I were buddies, after all, Lifeguards together, and work out partners at the gym. I considered him a friend. I just didn’t want to think he might be carrying on with my husband behind my back.
Instead, I reached out and pulled him to me closer than a handshake and hugged him tightly. “Glad you are able to help Dan at the hotel, buddy.”
“My pleasure, Jake, you know I would do the same for you.” He said back in my ear and kissed my neck as one of his hands moved down to cup my ass for a moment. He turned his head and our lips met. I opened to let his tongue in, and we had a sweet little tongue wrestle while the others watched.
His comment, "I'd do the same for you," while cupping my ass and kissing me like that... hmm, did that mean this was his behavior with Dan at the hotel? Dan had mentioned that Dean gave great massages. Just what did those massages entail, and was Dan a regular recipient of Dean's marvelous hands?
I looked up to catch Dan’s smile and caught a fading flush and a look I could not interpret on that handsome mug I loved so much.
The Dean moved on to hug and kiss with Alex and Patrick, both of them choosing to wear boxer briefs that were very light weight and sheer, and tank tops. Wow, did they look as if they were up for some hot fun, or what?
By the end of the greetings, it was clear to see some stirrings going on as bulges became more eye catching. The sexual tension was palpable in the air already and our two guests had only just arrived.
Greetings done with Dean, we all sort of moved into the kitchen to sort out drinks.
I noticed Dan got himself a club soda with lime, while Alex and Patrick got beers and Dean got himself a whisky sour.
I felt like loosening up a little, so got myself a vodka tonic, sipping it while the talk got going around us.
A little after six the doorbell rang, and Dan went to answer it. It was my boss. Captain Mike, who arrived wearing a very shredded pair of cutoffs, and a net crop top. His huge cock tip poked out one leg and was only thinly covered by frayed denim.
The man looked, as usual, incredibly sexy.
Mike took one look at Dan and said, “Well hello there, gorgeous. I promise not to ravish your man tonight.”
Dan laughed. “All in the past. You haven’t been around the Shores, lately, either, Captain. I didn’t mean to chase you away.”
Mike laughed. “No way.” His eyes swept up and down Dan, appreciatively. “Besides if it had been you, I’d been loving up to at the bar, I am not sure Jake could have cock blocked me.”
“Mike!” I gasped, coming toward the two at the door.
Dan gave me an arch look, “Honey are you shocked because Mike is so brazen, or because he has good taste?”
Leave it to Dan to break the ice. Amid laughter, Mike stepped into the house, and into Dan, embracing him with a sensual smooch.
Watching my husband’s body language, I was fascinated to see him melt just a little in that embrace, and the way he began to return that kiss, looking just a bit dazed when it ended.
After getting Mike a gin and tonic, we all seemed to move to the living room. Mike managed to move on from kissing Dan, as if stunning my man was just another thing done in a line of sexy things to do, to casually smooching hellos with everyone else. Only a few moments later, he managed to get in a very visible smooch session with Alex, in which he patted Alex’s ass in a familiar way. Alex looked smitten, eyeing Mike’s huge cock semi exposure with a look of sheer, yet familiar lust, and I remembered Mike had taken him out for an overnight date only a couple days before.
. Eventually, Mike sat on the couch with my husband on one side and Alex on the other. Dan was positively cuddling, drinking with one hand while his left hand strayed to Mike’s thigh and seemed to brush over that half exposed cock, my husband’s eyes drawn to gaze at that monster with a look of such sheer lust I was poleaxed.
I couldn’t excuse myself and go to my office to watch, so I sat there, sort of frozen as Dan leaned really close into Mike, his right hand reaching across his own lap to play over Mike’s muscular thigh and his visible cock tip as they talked.
Patrick and Dean didn’t seem to know each other at all, and they sat on either side of me. I introduced them and they talked over my lap on the love seat we occupied, all three of us wedged together, getting to know each other while I tried not to stare at my husband vying with Alex for Mike’s attentions.
There was a lot of talk about work, Lifeguarding, Mike managing to say some really nice things about me and Dean, while we lavished praise on Mike as our boss, a lot of mutual ass kissing that was actually pretty sincere. Mike might be a big letch, but he was a really good boss and knew his job.
The way Dan was pressing in against my boss, his right hand becoming more and more adventurous, was getting to me. Mike's right arm lay around Dan's shoulders, cupping my husband into him, and looking down I saw Dan's cock through his shorts, pressing up against Mike's thigh and hip.
Patrick and Dean were leaning across me to talk to one another, all but blocking my view, but their hands were resting on my upper thighs and sort of moving against my hard on through my shorts, and it was becoming hard to breath.
Looking across, I saw Mike take Dan's jaw and slant his lips across Dan's for a kiss, a kiss that lengthened. Only then did my husband think to check on me. As he was finally released from that long tongue wrestle, he looked over at me, caught my eyes and gave me a sheepish, distracted look, and a shrug as if to say, "only a social kiss, baby..."
That look didn't last long before Mike pulled him around for another kiss. Alex, I saw, was looking neglected and a little out of it.
Trying to get control of the sexual heat in the room, I slipped out from between Patrick and Dean, and made a beeline to the audio center, putting on some easy reggae music, and just as Mike seemed about to draw my Dan into another casual smooch, I pulled my man up and began to dance with him.
Yeah, ok, it was a jealous move to do that, but seeing Dan moving so fast on Mike had startled me. I knew they knew each other as Mike often visited “friends” at the Shores Guest House Hotel, but … this was new, the way they looked at each other, the way they were kissing like that.
Dan looked into my eyes and kissed me as our crotches ground together, I could see in his eyes the acknowledgement that we were both hard as a rock. “as we rubbed cocks through our shorts to the slow reggae beat, Dan whispered in my ear. "I think Mike is getting the hots for me.”
“Ya think?” I chuckled in his ear.
“You jealous?” Dan kissed ear and licked the lobe.
“Maybe.” I admitted.
Dan gave my ass a playful spank.
“You know you have nothing to worry about.” He laughed. "It's just flirting and feeling sexy. You're my love."
“I know. But it makes me hot, and I want to feel you against me before I let you go.” I told him in a low growl for his hear alone.
Dan just giggled and hunched even more against me, growling in my ear. “So you like to watch me get hot with other men." He said, almost as if taking that in as a new realization.
"It's very hot, baby." I told him and devoured his mouth.
Dan came out of our kiss with a growled, "Don’t ever let me go, baby.”
Around us the other four had gotten the idea, and they were on their feet, writhing together. Fuck, they looked hot. Patrick and Dean were dancing, but not quite touching, more checking each other out. Mike was behind Alex, his arms around the sexy blond, all but humping him, as his hands played Alex’s nipples and roved down to massage Alex’s evident hard on stretching the sheer boxers Dan’s bestie had on.
I felt the moment nearing and kissing Dan passionately, I said, “Its time, baby.”