As I hold Brooke's hand and lead her down the hallway away from the sunroom where james was, I glance back at him, still locked to the bench and sleeping.
"Right in here." I open the bathroom door wider to allow her room to enter.
"Thank you David," she says as she enters.
"Alright," I say, moving to the closet at the end corner. I open the doors and retrieve two large, plush terrycloth towels. I hang them over the towel heating stand and turn back to move toward the walk-in shower.
I turn the shower on and set to the appropriate heat. I turn back to see Brooke, her back to me, looking in the mirror.
'Fuck, she's sexy.' I think to myself as I gaze at her standing there, pants still covered in her cum and reeking seductively of it. I was still hard. Delicious tiny ass in those pants, I smile to myself. A perfectly proportionate girl right here, nice little gap between her fit thighs, even with the pants on. Slim waist, flat tummy, slender neck; perfect.
She turns to me, smiling at me walking toward her and I drop my sweatpants as I get close. She eyes my hard iron and then brings her eyes back up to meet mine, still grinning at me.
"Okay, let's get you cleaned up." I say as I take the lower hem of her shirt in my fingertips. I begin to raise it over her head.
Now was the moment of truth. I knew me fucking her husband like a little whore in front of her would get her hot. 'But just how hot did I get her?" I think to myself. If she is going to object to this, now is the time. She's going to get fully naked in front of another man for the first time in her life.
'She has already rubbed that juicy pussy in front of me, twice now.' I remind myself, continuing.
As I raise the lower hem of her shirt, she raises her hands then arms to allow me to remove it.
'YES!!!' I scream inside my mind as the shirt begins to rise up her gorgeous body.
The shirt peels over her college-hardbody tits and they are beautiful, like the rest of her.
'james is a lucky young man' crosses my mind as I pull the shirt the rest of the way off.
As I pull it off, I lean in a little closer to her and as the shirt comes over her head, suddenly we're looking into each other's eyes, our faces are less than 8" apart.
"That's a start. Now..." I say to her as I slowly drop to my knees, deeply looking into her eyes. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of her yoga pants and kneeling there with my eyes still locked on hers, I pull them down slowly, careful to leave her thong in place.
Keeping her eyes on mine, she lifts a knee as the pants approach her ankles and allows me to slip one leg off then the other. I can smell her pussy even stronger now, and it's a glorious aroma.
I raise myself back up to meet her face to face and I gently spin her to face the mirror again.
We're looking at each other in the mirror as I retrieve a brush from the counter.
I begin to gently brush her hair as we watch each other. Every so often, she would close her eyes and lightly moan at the stimulation. Every time she would reopen her eyes, hers would find mine and smile at me. It was so romantic.
I was so hot for this girl that my cock was now nestled into her ass cheeks between her legs. She was mine. I'm gonna fuck this girl today. I need her. I already had her hubby where I wanted him.
"Mmm" the most beautiful feminine moan escaped her petite lips. I continued brushing her hair until it was smooth and tangle free. I place the brush back onto the tray and hook my thumbs into the sides of her panties and again look her in her eyes through the mirror. She pushed her ass back into me.
Now was the time.
I slide her thong down her legs, it slightly catching in the folds of her pussy. I can hardly contain myself seeing her bare ass, lightly tanned and perfectly round. She steps out of them and I stand back up behind her, close.
I placed my hands under her breasts at the side of her body and lean my head in over her shoulder, looking at her intently in the mirror.
"Brooke, there's something I want to talk to you about," I said as my fingers brushed the underside of her breasts.
She rests her head over on my neck as she says, "Yes, David?"
"I must tell you that I have feelings for your husband. I want to continue seeing him." I begin.
"I love his little twink body, I love how he feels wrapped around my dick, whether it be his throat or that cute little ass he's got."
She continues looking at me and replies, "mmhmm, I know he's really happy when he gets to meet up with you. I've never seen him so into anything like this before."
"I have been looking for a boy to own for a while now. I want that boy to be your husband." I pause.
"I want to know how you feel about that."
Brooke thought for a second and replied, "what does that mean, owning him?"
"It means that I would get say over when, how and where I control and use him, whether it be public or at your house, my place or anywhere else that comes to mind.
I won't propose it to him unless you agree. Because frankly, it would mean owning you too."
"You want to own me too?!"
Her body reacted to this statement.
I held her hips firmly in place and said,
"Yes, Brooke. You would both serve me, however I desire. We would sign a contract for a specific set of time to start with, say 1 month. If all goes well, we would all sign another contract for a longer period of time."
"My god, no one has ever told me they wanted to own me before." She replied.
"I'm sure no one has told you that but I'm sure every man that has ever looked at you has thought it. I see what I want and go for it." I tell her as I rub my cock into her thigh gap.
"Ohhh shit." She gasps at the sudden feeling, grabbing the counter.
"I know your husband is on board. I fucked him too good for him to say no. He's hooked.
I want you to know that if you say no, I will stop seeing james. It's either both of you or neither." I give her another tiny thrust with my hips.
