Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Like A Blue Shell:>Ep51

"Honey," Colin said, "If you don't want to do that..." He'd tried butt stuff with Courtney in college and she'd always rebuffed him. It just wasn't for her. Which was fine. Really. "It's no big deal," Steve said, "Don't do something you can't handle."

"I didn't say that," Courtney snapped. Colin watched his wife's eyes shift from haughty disdain to outright anger. It was as if Steve somehow knew Courtney's secret password -- understood instinctively that the one way to get Courtney riled up was to put her down. Clearly pleased by what he'd accomplished, Steve stood and started to slide off his boxers.

"Hang on," Courtney said, "It doesn't say with what." She smiled like she was somehow outsmarting him. Colin felt his anger rise.

All this playing around was one thing, but Courtney was willing to go farther with a stranger than with him? How was that even fair? Colin felt someone looking at him and saw it was Paige. She was giving him a strange look. Kind of compassionate. Sort of angry.

"I have an idea," Steve said. He went into the kitchen and found some vegetable oil. Then he dipped his pointer in there till it was practically yellow. Courtney bent at the waist and presented her brown asterisk to Steve. He gave the room a self- confident smile and then dipped his finger into Colin's wife's anus.

She made a little gasp and her eyes went wider and wider while Steve stretched her sphincter. It wasn't pained. In fact, it kind of sounded a bit like pleasure. "Long finger," she choked out.

Colin didn't care that Steve had somehow unlocked his wife's back door. He was angry that Courtney had let him. As easy as he'd slipped it in, Steve slowly removed his digit. Then he went back into the kitchen and washed his hands. Courtney slowly straightened.

"How was it?" Taylor asked.

"Weird, mostly," Courtney said, "But also a bit neat. Especially in front of other people."

"That's pretty much the whole game, isn't it?" Tim said, "Weird, but also a bit neat. Especially in front of other people."

The room laughed, but Colin couldn't bring himself to join in. Instead he wrapped his arms around himself and stared somewhere off center. Courtney tried to catch his eye but she couldn't. He felt the rage rising. He knew he should tamp it down but he wouldn't.

With the tiebreakers finished it was time for the finals. The room got really quiet, as if somehow they could all sense that the big moment was about to arrive. Taylor drew names and announced that, in the first round, Tim would be racing Sydney and Colin -- somehow, again -- would go against Paige.

Colin didn't know whether to celebrate or curse.

"So they'll all do four races, with the loser taking a yellow card from the stack and..."

"We should do red dares for these," Alexa said, "The yellow ones are boring."

"I don't know guys," Tim said, "I've seen those cards. They're really racy."

"We're racing," Zoe said, "The dares should be racy." What a turnaround from the time before. The girl who had thought losing a sock was a step too far was suddenly demanding... well, a heck of a lot more than footwear. "No," Taylor said, flatly, "Not happening."

"Did you bring the red cards?" Zach asked, clearly pleased with his solution. Of course Taylor hadn't brought the cards. That would end the argument right there. "They're in our car," Tim said.

Whoops. In trying to pull his friends from the fire, Zach had only fed the flames.

"If we have the reds we should play them," Courtney said.

The barrage just went on, everyone shouting and arguing like a court scene in a TV movie. Taylor finally broke. "There's intercourse in them," she said, "And that's just the start. We're not... I mean, I just don't think we should be... Fucking." She said the last word quietly.

And Colin's anger finally overtook him. That was the big issue? Seriously? He'd just watched his wife get it in the ass. With a finger sure, but still. "What's the big deal about fucking?" he asked, "You and Courtney fucked Zach last time." "Wait, what?" Tim leapt off the couch like it was lit on fire. And Colin realized he'd made a terrible mistake. He'd known he was supposed to keep it quiet. But then he'd gotten upset and Taylor had mentioned fucking it had all just sort of slipped out before he could stop himself.

"You and Zach?" Tim asked, turning to Taylor.

"I told you we fooled around a little," Taylor said, almost pleading. She stood as well and held out her hands, like trying to placate her boyfriend. The room just watched this play out in silence. The TV movie had just gotten interesting. "You said you watched, you didn't say you fucked him." Tim was practically panting.

"Oh come off it, dude," Zach called out from the side, "You fucked Zoe, too."

Taylor's arms dropped. Her face ran red. "You weren't supposed to do that," she said, "It was a rule and everything."

"You fucked Zach," Tim said.

"You didn't know that at the time," Taylor said. They were both staring at each other. Glaring. Heads forward. Arms back. Like at any moment they might punch each other. No one had even mentioned the fact that they'd also fucked Colin and Courtney the next morning. Colin figured that error was best left uncorrected.

Instead, he slowly stepped up and stood between them. "This is my fault, I'm sorry."