Chapter 2: Building Tension
As the hours passed, the guests filtered out one by one until only Tony, Bee, and Richard remained. The fire pit crackled softly, casting a warm glow over them.
"Why don't we jump in the pool?" Bee suggested, taking a sip of her drink. "We could use a cool-down."
Tony and Richard exchanged smiles; they knew what she meant. After a day basking in the sun, swimming seemed like the perfect idea.
Bee led the way, slipping off her 4" wedges and stepping onto the patio.
Both men dropped the shorts revealing 2 very different bulges . Bee could not help but stare Richard's seemed much larger than Tony's.
Bee sank into the warm water, feeling it wash over her as her worries melted away. The coolness of the water contrasted perfectly with the evening's warmth.
She looked at both Tony and Richard, who were all smiles as they made their way into the pool, richards speedo struggling to contain his monster still visible through the water.
Bee couldn't help but compare their bulges. Tony's looked average, if not smaller compared to Richard's.
Bee decided to be bold and made her way over to Richard, who wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. The chemistry between them was palpable. Bee could feel the heat radiating from his body, a stark contrast to the cool water.
"I wanted to thank you for helping Tony out, Richard," Bee said, her lips dangerously close to his ear.
Richard's hand trailed down her back and cupped her ass, pulling her closer to him. "Anytime, Bee."
Tony watched them, a strange mix of emotions swirling inside of him. He was turned on yet slightly uncomfortable, watching another man flirt with his wife.
Bee couldn't help but stare at Richard's massive bulge. She had never seen a dick so large, even in porn. She felt an unfamiliar hunger building inside of her.
She wanted him. Right now.
Bee's hands roamed over his sculpted chest and abs, tracing the lines of muscle before reaching down towards his bulge. Feeling him grow hard beneath her touch only heightened her desire.
"Fuck," Richard cursed, his voice low and rough. "You have no idea what you do to me."
He roughly grabbed a handful of her hair, tilting her head back to claim her lips in a hungry, passionate kiss.