Enter the Bad Boy (Sweet Surrender) by Matt Coolomon Read Free Book Online Page A

and started lifting towards her breast she wriggled and pushed clear.
    "Don't," she said shyly. "I don't think I want to."
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    Out on the jetty Luke looked around and noticed the girls had vanished. He kept his voice low anyway. "So, we could try to get them to do a bit of skinny dipping at least. I reckon Sarah would be in it."
    "Yeah, that'd be sweet," Keith added, also looking back over his shoulder to make sure he couldn't be heard by his wife. "What about Catherine, Ash? Do you reckon she'd do it?"
    "Yeah. She's more open minded that you might think," Ash answered. Then he downed the last of his beer.
    "How so?" Keith pressed. The other two men had shut up and turned with interest.
    "Just that we've done stuff before," Ash added coolly. "You know – played around and that."
    "What, with other couples? Swinging?" Howard asked. "I've always wanted to try that."
    "Well, not really with couples. Just with other guys," Ash explained, twisting the cap off another beer.
    "No fucking way!" Luke demanded, again checking over his shoulder. "Are you fucking serious?"
    "No, he's shitting us," Keith laughed. "Look at him. Lying arsehole!"
    "Yeah, you're full o f shit," Luke laughed, just about pushing Ash off the jetty with a playful shove.
    Ash ended up with beer everywhere and sat wiping it from his legs while they continued laughing at him and going on about how to get the women naked. A game of strip was mentioned and the fact that the pool area was secluded meant that there would possibly be some topless sunbathing at least.
    "Although, I seriously doubt Barbra would actually be in anything," Keith declared, lowering his voice due to the return of the girls.
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    The girls had fresh glasses of wine and settled back in their deck chairs. Sarah was a little hot and bothered after all the kissing. "So are we going to say anything to the boys tonight? See if they want to play?"
    Catherine couldn't get the thought of being kissed, or worse, by butch Barbra out of her mind. She didn't want to hurt Sarah's feelings and wanted to say something.
    "No. There's no way I'm going to be used by a bunch of men," Barbra declared, scowling. "Sorry, love, but you're on your own with that."
    Catherine was the first to head up for a shower and bed. Ash came in a few hours later and woke her when he got in beside her. She lay for a while staring at the ceiling then decided she was thirsty and set off in the dark trying to tread as lightly as possible on the bare squeaky floor boards. There was no sound in the house so she assumed everyone was sleeping, but in the kitchen she found Sarah standing by the light of the open fridge drinking water.
    "Are you thirsty too?" Sarah asked. "I think I drank too much wine."
    "Yes. Me too." Catherine collected a glass and Sarah filled it.
    Sarah spoke warmly. "I'm sorry about earlier. I hope I didn't embarrass you."
    "No. I didn't mind. Actually it was nice," Catherine said. "It's just that Barbra's a bit intimidating, and I didn't want her to – you know."
    "To kiss you?" Sarah uttered, swaying close and touching Catherine's hair.
    "Uh huh. I was a bit scared of her."
    "I know. She's kind of pushy but I don't mind that. Except it was nice to be the aggressive one for a change."
    Both women were in satin. Catherine had on short pyjamas and Sarah was wearing a chemise. They were of similar build, with Catherine just a few pounds lighter, and both had smallish breasts. Their nipples were firm and pressed against one another as Sarah lean ed close and kissed Catherine again.
    Catherine felt the soft warmth of the other woman's breasts. She opened her mouth to accept her tongue as their bellies pressed together, and she could feel Sarah's pubic hair through the silky fabric. They were exactly the same height and Sarah’s little bush was gently pressing against her own.
    Catherine continued to return the softly passionate kisses as her pyjama top was being unbuttoned. She allowed the other woman to open it and