Julia got her period, so we decided to lie low for a little bit. It's not that I wouldn't have enjoyed her anyway. But getting caught literally red-handed by Casey somehow seemed more dangerous than just getting caught, and then we had a stretch where the timing just didn't work out.
Casey did want some action of her own. As if she could finally sense that she was losing some of my attention, she took my cock into her mouth for the first time in months. She bobbed her head up and down as I held her white-blonde hair back and she repeatedly made the kind of "aaaahh" sound you make at the doctor's office. Did I find this hot before Julia? I wondered. I felt a little guilty about this, but what finally got me off with my dick in Casey's mouth was thinking about Julia in the next room—not just that she was there, but that I had a truly beautiful, passionate, wild lover waiting for me, and I had this objectively beautiful woman gagging on my cock in front of me who I didn't even really care about anymore. The feeling of power was hot. Coming on Casey's pretty face, even as I knew she would be mad I made a mess instead of just letting her swallow it, was even hotter.
As we cleaned up, Casey wasn't exactly mad. "I think I deserve some props for that," she said, putting on pajamas in the bedroom as I got ready to brush my teeth in our bathroom. "That was serious wifey behavior."
I looked up. "What?"
"Oh, don't act like it's such a shock for me to refer to that," Casey said. "We've been talking about the future."
I put the knuckles of my fists on the bathroom sink counter, trying to count to ten. Did she think one blowjob was wifey material?
Casey came into the bathroom and wrapped her slim arms around my muscular torso. "I'm sorry, baby," she said. "I think I'm just feeling a way because I switched birth control pills. I told you about that."
"I remember," I fibbed. "But I thought you didn't want to switch because you're always worried about gaining weight."
She sighed. "Well, honestly, with Julia around all summer, I've been a little less worried about that. She's thicker in the right places and she gets all the attention. I've been trying to do more squats and quad work at the gym, thinking maybe it'll be a little better for me if I get some junk in the trunk. And honestly all of my girlfriends have gone up a cup size or two from being on the pill. I might as well try to reap that benefit."
I was speechless. Honestly, her ass was looking a little thicker. Her boobs—I had thought they were a little heavier because of PMS. But if they maintained this shape and filled out a little more—no. No. I had started thinking about moving out and finding a place with Julia. I needed to make up my mind.
***
The next day, Julia and Casey made dinner together in the kitchen while I did some work in the living room. It was a little weird seeing them laughing together so much—that had definitely not been the vibe for the last couple of weeks. At one point, while they were talking and Julia was washing dishes and Casey was cutting a tomato at the counter next to the sink, Casey paused to bump her hip against Julia's. I hadn't heard the context, but their swaying asses had my attention. Even though they were very different, they had a certain family resemblance.
"Oh, you want to be like that?" Julia laughed. "I don't think you can handle THIS, baby." She shook off her wet hands and turned to press her full ass against Casey's. She bent down and started grinding like she was at a middle school dance. Casey bent over the counter giggling. Julia made eye contact with me and ran a hand over one of her huge breasts. I could see down her top and started salivating at the sight of her creamy skin.
"All right, all right, let me finish up this salad," Casey said. "You definitely win!"
Dinner was uneventful, but it was obvious that Casey and Julia were getting along better than they had almost the whole time Julia had been at the condo. Maybe Casey's old pill really had been fucking with her moods, I thought. Maybe she was setting into a more agreeable way of being. Didn't mean I wasn't going to leave with Julia, but I could be grateful for it right now.
After dinner, I thought about it while sitting outside with a beer. Was I making too hasty a decision? I gazed out over the pool and thought about Julia's heaving tits as she rode my cock. It was hard not to make a decision based around them. And I hadn't even gotten to taste her milk yet. I sighed and rinsed out my beer bottle before heading upstairs.
As I pushed open the door to the master bedroom, my jaw dropped open. Casey and Julia were embracing in the middle of the room—Julia had been standing on her toes to brush her lips against Casey's. They broke apart.
"I can explain," Casey said, her face reddening.