Jealousy Among Women

By m storyman x – listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Well.

Glad you're having such a good time fucking him. I guess you don't

really need me for anything then, do you?" Amy snapped angrily as she

pushed away from the table and got up. She walked out of the cabin in

nothing but her shoes, the screen door slamming loudly as she left.

"Oh. I better go talk to her," Kim said quietly as she got up. "It'll be alright. I promise."

"Sure,"

I said as she headed toward the door her friend had just left through.

How could things have gone so wrong? I'll admit that I'd had more than a

few fantasies on the way to Chicago and back about having sex with both

of them, but suddenly the person I was most interested in having a

relationship with was the person that seemed most upset by the fact that

Kim and I were having sex.

I shook my head and went back to eating what

Kim had cooked, partly because I didn't want to waste what she had done

such a nice job on and partly because I knew I wasn't wanted outside

just then.

Kim

came back in about fifteen minutes later, my food gone and place

cleared from the table. She looked at me and shrugged, walking to the

shelf where we kept bug spray and took a can of deep woods Off down from

the shelf. "I'm going to finish dinner. Why don't you go out there and

spray her down. If she's going to stay out there naked she's going to

get eaten alive."

"Yeah. If you think that's a good idea."

"I think she'll appreciate it later. She's down by the lake."

"Okay,"

I answered, taking the can from her and heading out the door. I could

see her sitting in one of the wooden Adirondack chairs we'd moved from

the porch to sit by the little fire pit next to the lake. I walked

across the grass toward her and stopped next to her chair. "Kim said I

should come out and spray you up. The skeeters will be coming out soon

and they love sexy bare skin," I said, trying to lighten what I expected

to be an awkward conversation.

"Sure,"

she said simply, pushing herself to stand up. "Go ahead." Her body

language was still cold and rejecting. Her arms were crossed as she

stared out over the lake.

I

shrugged and sprayed up and down her legs and across her body before

moving to her back side and spraying it as well. "Um. I need to get a

few more places." I said, knowing there were a few hidden spots that

were still exposed.

"Like?"

"Under your breasts."

"Oh. Go ahead then," she said sounding almost sad.

I

stepped towards her and lifted each breast, spraying lightly under each

one before letting it hang down again. Last I sprayed some on my hand

and gently reached between her legs, rubbing the wet liquid into the

juncture of her legs, trying to keep it off her pussy lips. "There," I

said when I had finished.

"Thanks,"

she said, sitting back down, clearly not interested in saying anything

else. I moved down wind, well as down wind as I could be in the almost

non-existent breeze and sprayed myself down before sitting down in the

chair next to hers. "I guess this was my fault," she said after long

minutes of silence.

"What is?"

"You and Kim."

"What about us?"

"Well.

You having sex with her and her liking it. Hell, she likes more than

that. She likes you. She likes how you treat her. She likes how you make

her feel. She likes you for you!"

"She's

a beautiful woman. Not just outside. But when she actually opens up,

she's got a very attractive personality. I've never seen it before, but

it's there."

"Yeah.

It is. I see it when we're alone together. Not when she's dealing with

other people, but when we're in bed alone, yeah she's really tender and

caring."

"When

she said you two were lovers, I kinda thought that maybe it was a sex

of convenience thing. I had no idea that you were as emotionally tied to

her as you are. And here I was, trying to get you to go out with me."

"Well. It was a little tempting, but when I thought about it, I kind of felt like I would have been cheating on her."

"And here she is, cheating on you with me."

"Something like that."

"Not sure what to say. I had no idea. I mean her getting naked was her idea. Hell, having sex was her idea, not mine."

"I know."

"So where does that leave us? For that matter, where does it leave you two?"

"Does it matter?"

"Of course it does."

"Why?

I mean we didn't have a relationship before, why should it matter if we

do now?" she asked, never taking her eyes off some distant spot across

the lake.

"Maybe

because I wanted to have a relationship with you. I'll admit it. Life

can be a bit lonely. It's been a long damn time since I've had a woman

in my life. Lately, it's felt like my lover is my airplane."

"Well, I guess you don't have to worry about that any more. I'm sure Kim will give you all the sex you can handle."

"Who said it was all about sex?"

"Isn't it? Isn't it for all men? I mean men aren't exactly known for their soft cuddly feelings, are they?"

"Doesn't

mean we don't have any! I’m very surprised that you’ve been able to

cloak your prejudices so proficiently, Amy. You’ve treated me very well

for months. I had no idea you held such low views of me. I’ve done

nothing disrespectful to either you or Kim." I said with a soft sigh.

She said nothing.

"It's gonna get chilly tonight.” I finally said. “We should go inside."

"You go. I just want to sit here and think," she answered.

I

nodded and got up and headed back to the cabin. To my surprise the

table was cleared and the dishes were all taken care of. "Nice work," I

said with a smile. "We might actually make you into a nice housewife!" I

said with a grin, knowing that I was going to get a playful swat

somewhere for the inside joke we'd been sharing all week.

She

walked up to me, still wearing my shirt, and wrapped her arms around my

neck instead of swatting me anywhere. She lifted herself up on her tip

toes to kiss me softly, her hot lips pressing gently against mine. "That

might not be a horrible thing," she whispered as she broke the kiss.

"As I understand it, a housewife also has to make sure her man is taken

care of, and from what I could tell, someone was left hanging before

dinner."

"I was." I agreed.

"Is she coming in?"

"Not yet. She will when she gets sufficiently cold enough to."

"Then I think it's time for another fire building lesson," she said with a grin. "Do you want to help or just watch this time?"

"I'll

just watch," I said as she released me. She turned and moved to the

fireplace while I walked to the bed and dropped onto it, reclining back

as I had before dinner. I watched Kim carefully stack wood in the fire

place like I'd taught her, her bare ass sticking out at me and her pussy

pushing out between her legs sexily as she bent over. As she stayed

bent to light the wads of paper she put on the bottom of her kindling.

She gently blew on the fire, keeping her hands on her knees to keep her

ass pushed out at me. I got up from the bed and walked the few feet to

her, my dick swinging side to side with each step.

She

didn't move when I touched her hip, or when I rubbed my engorged head

up and down her wet lips. She firmly pushed back against me as I pressed

my dick into her, my hard shaft sliding slowly into her as she moaned

softly. "Oh yeah."

The tiny flame crackled as it consumed some pine needles and twigs, then upward to the branches and split logs.

"Glad

you approve," I whispered as I started to slowly stroke in and out of

her hot wet depths, my cock quickly working into her to its full length

as she reached out to stabilize herself on the rock fireplace.

"Approve?

Oh fuck yeah! I've been missing this all day," she moaned as I stroked

long, slow strokes in and out of her. "I don't know what we'll do when

we have to go back to civilization. I mean I can't have my pilot fucking

my brains out every time we go out of town, can I?"

"That could be a bit awkward. Kinda like doing your chauffeur."

"Trust

me, you're a hell of a lot more than just a driver, even if it is an

airplane," she answered a little breathlessly. "Oh god I've wanted you

in me all day. It was all I could do to not walk over and climb on your

cock while you were playing with Amy's pussy."

"I was wishing you would. I was really turned on," I grunted out.

"Fuck

yes. That's it baby. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I wanna feel you pounding

into me. I wanna feel your fantastic dick pounding all the way into me

as far as you can!"

"Uh huh," I grunted, my thighs slapping her bare ass now with every quickening plunge. "God you feel good."

"You

too. Oh shit,” she cried, “I'm gonna come. Oh god I'm gonna come

already!" she squealed as her legs started tremble. "Oh Fuck!" she cried

loudly as her whole body suddenly convulsed, her pussy squeezing around

my cock as her juices leaked to the floor between her legs. I continued

to pound into her, her moans of pleasure egging me on as the warm

tingle spread through my body, the feeling of urgency growing as I kept

stroking. I doubted I could stop if I wanted to as the urge to climax

washed over me. I felt my body jerk hard and slam my cock deep into her

as the first surge of cum lanced out of my cockhead, deep in her pussy,

filling the almost non-existent space between her walls and my rigid

shaft. We stood there, both of us panting as my body spasmed over and

over, my cum now adding to the juices trickling from her pussy.

She

pushed me back from her and turned to face me. She backed me toward the

bed with a hand in the middle of my chest and didn't stop pushing until

I flopped onto the bed. She climbed onto the bed and on top of me, her

arms wrapping around my neck as she pressed her lips to mine in a hot

long erotic kiss. "You know, there'd be a lot of talk, but I don't think

anyone would be surprised if my fiancé was fucking me every time we

were on the road."

"Fiancé? Wasn't it just a week ago we hated each other?"

"That

was before we got to know each other," she cooed with a smile. "Of

course it means that you wouldn't be able to play around with any other

hussies any more."

"Not

that I’d ever desired ‘hussies’. Hell, I've really hadn’t had any time

to play with any other women, as much as we're on the road and in the

air, I haven't had a chance to even think about meeting anyone, let

alone actually developing a romantic relationship."

"Well,

now you don't have to worry about that. You don't have to say yes now.

But think about it," she whispered. "I've waited a long time for a man

that can make me feel as complete as you do. I kinda wish we'd done this

a long time ago. We wasted so much time being enemies instead of

lovers. Thank you for being the patient man that you are. A man who is

so worthy of my respect, my deepest desires."

"What about Amy?" I asked

"Yeah, that could be complicated," she whispered. "How about we keep this between ourselves until we figure this out."

"How

about we keep this between ourselves until I decide if I'm going to say

yes, or not. I mean a long term relationship should be based on more

than a few days of great sex."

"Maybe. But you have to admit that it's a good start." She said with confidence.

"It is a good start. A damn great start! But only a start."

"We

still need to figure out how Amy fits into a future us. Amy's my best

friend, my advisor, my personal assistant and my lover. I don't think I

could survive without her by my side. I don’t want to lose her."

I looked a little confused. "So where would that put me? A toy in bed?"

"Oh

god, Adam! Only a man would go there! A woman has multiple facets,

doesn't she? Is there anything that says she can't have a different

person on either side of her? A husband and lover at her right hand and a

dear friend and assistant at her left?"

"So

what about the lover part of that equation? You think she's going to

give up that part easily? Based on the jealousy I've seen today, I don't

think it's going to be all as easy as you think."

"Who says it has to go anywhere? Maybe it just changes the equation a little so that one plus one equals three?"

"One

plus one equals three? What do you think is going to happen? That

somehow she's just suddenly going to want to share you with me?"

"Or

maybe share you, with me," Kim whispered. "Why don't you put your

considerable charms and patience to work and see if you can show her the

tenderness that won me over so quickly, so completely."

"I have a feeling this is going to end up badly," I answered her.

Sleeping Accommodations

"What's going to end up badly?" I heard Amy ask from the doorway.

"Oh honey!" Kim said quickly, pushing up off of me.

"It's

getting cold out there. At least with no clothes on. If you let me get

some clothes I can go sleep outside and you can take me home tomorrow."

"Oh no. No, no, no," Kim said, walking over to her. "No sweetie. I wanted you here to share this place with us."

"It

doesn't look to me like there's a lot of sharing to do. You two seem to

have turned it into a fuck fest, and I have no desire to get into that

kind of a game," she said with a scowl. "So since there's only one bed,

I'll let you two have it and sleep outside."

"Actually,

that wouldn't be a very good idea," I said as I got up from the bed and

walked toward the door. "In fact, now that it's dark, you probably

don't want to be outside unless you have to use the outhouse."

"Why not?"

"One

is the bugs. They get really bad after dark. The second is the

wildlife. I'm sure you could handle a skunk or raccoon checking on you

in the night, but if you woke up with a black bear only feet from you,

well let's just say it wouldn't end well."

"Bears? There are BEARS up here!?" Amy practically shouted.

"Yeah.

Every once in a while they'll wander right up to the cabin. They're

attracted by the smells of food," I said with a shrug.

"No one said ANYTHING about BEARS!" she shouted, clearly agitated, looking at the closed screen door.

I stepped next to her and closed the heavy wooden door behind her. "That's what they make doors for."

"Jesus Kim! BEARS?"

"Adam

said they were pretty harmless, unless you're carrying food or

something. Then just give the bear what it wants and it'll go away.

Hell, it's not all that much worse than a panhandler, is it? Give em

what they want and they'll go away! "

"A bear isn't a panhandler!" Amy said sharply.

“Yeah,

and Grizzlies are a bigger concern, though, but they are so rare, this

close to the ski resort.” I added. “If you have any scent of food on

you, they could track you down from miles away.”

It

was getting dark in the cabin with the sun quickly going down and only

the fire in the fireplace throwing dancing shadows around the cabin

walls. I walked to the table and lit the oil lamp hanging above it and

turned the wick up to cast a pleasant orangish glow around the room.

"Well. Maybe we better heat up some water and clean up before bed," I

said as I moved to the stove and used the water jug to fill the big pot

on the stove.

"Clean up how?" Amy asked, looking around.

"Sponge bath sweetie!" Kim said with a grin. "You know, it's a lot more fun if you don't do it alone."

"Maybe

for you, but if you don't mind I'm more than capable of washing

myself," Amy answered, crossing her arms across her chest. "Besides, no

one is going to care if I smell like bug spray or not, since I'm not

sleeping with you two."

"There's only one bed sweetie. Where do you think you're going to sleep?" Kim asked her.

"Just

give me a blanket and I'll sleep on the floor," she said, moving to her

suitcase and knocking it over roughly. She unzipped it, pulled out a

pair of running type sweat pants and sweat shirt and pulled them on,

before digging into the case for a pair of socks. She walked to the bed,

pulled one of the several blankets off the bed, walked to the fireplace

and lay down on the floor, wrapped in the blanket and curled up.

I

shrugged to Kim and didn't say anything before getting our towels and

wash rags from where they were hanging. The water wasn't really as warm

as I'd like, but it was good enough. I carried it to the corner and

poured it into the basin on the little corner table. Kim and I washed

each other as we had been doing every night, before drying each other

and retiring to the bed. I turned out the oil lamp, stepped to the

fireplace and added a couple logs and then stepped over the still awake

Amy before climbing into bed with Kim.

Morning

came as it usually did up on the mountains, early! There weren't any

windows facing east in the cabin for one main reason, because being that

high up dawn came long before dawn came down in the valley below. It

wasn't a surprise for me to look at my watch and see that it was barely

past six AM. I lay snuggled up against Kim, feeling her warm body heat

as she felt me move and snuggled her back against me a little tighter. I

lay my arm back down around her body and felt her hand pull mine

against her soft breast, sighing contentedly as she squeezed my hand

against her soft mound. I closed my eyes and tried to not let the

feeling of her hot body against mine cause my cock to harden any more

than it was, a somewhat lost cause.

I'd

been waking up this way all week, my hardening cock starting to press

against her thighs until she felt it and moved it between her legs and

against her hot wet pussy. I had to admit it was a very pleasant way to

start each morning. With my eyes closed my mind was free to picture any

number of instances of sex, but seemed most frequently to enjoy playing

the image of her sitting astride me in the bottom of the little boat,

bouncing wildly up and down my cock, her big tits flying wildly up and

down and side to side as she pounded herself down on my shaft over and

over. It was an extremely pleasant memory and soon had my dick rock

hard, trying to push itself between her legs. She must have felt it and

lifted one leg, sliding my hard cock up to her hot wet pussy before

letting her leg press down once again, trapping me in a soft hot cave of

thigh flesh.

I

felt her fingers first, soft and warm, teasing around and under my

engorged head as it stuck out slightly between her thighs. Her breathing

was still soft and regular, almost as if she were asleep, but her

fingers told me another story altogether. She continued to tease my head

as she pressed me up against her wet pussy, her fingers slipping

occasionally off my head to stroke her own clitoris. Finally she moved

her hips slightly, pulling herself away from me enough to press my head

up between her wet lips and then back again, my cock slowly sliding into

her as her body expanded to accept the intruder.

Her

hips rocked slowly, only a few inches, trying not to make the old

wooden bed squeak as we made love. In and out I slid, only a very small

amount, my cock staying deep inside her. Her breathing changed, as did

mine, as she slowly, patiently worked both of us toward climax. It was

almost impossible to not push back at her as each stroke slid my cock

deep inside her and caressed my head and shaft. Her pussy was almost a

perfect fit in this position, my head gently bumping the end of her

tunnel with each stroke.

"Oh

fuck," she whispered as we drew closer, her pussy clearly wetter with

each passing moment. I squeezed and kneaded her breast, my finger and

thumb occasionally pinching and twisting her hard erect nipple. "Gonna

come," she moaned softly, pushing herself hard against me as her legs

started to tremble. I could feel her vaginal walls squeeze around me as

she quietly climaxed. Her juices leaking out and running down her thigh.

She only stayed motionless for a few moments, her pussy still

contracting around me as she began rocking again, this time intent on

bringing me along to where she had just reached.

I

lay trying not to move, my hips wanting to just slam into her as she

worked on and off my rigid cock. It was a game we'd played for several

mornings now, though never this quiet. "Gonna come," I groaned softly as

the warmth and tingle spread, screaming that my cock was about to

explode in her.

"Do it," she whispered breathlessly, continuing to work her still pulsating pussy on and off of me.

"Oh

fuck," I groaned moments later, my body jerking and jamming my cock

into her. I heard her moan and felt her press back against me as my cum

surged into her with abandon, my body jerking time and again as my

climax washed across me.

"You

guys aren't as quiet as you think you are." I heard Amy say from where

she lay curled up in a ball in front of the long dead fire.

"Sorry," I mumbled, even though I wasn't exactly sorry.

"We were just trying to be polite," Kim whispered loudly.

"Polite would have been to take it outside," Amy said, irritation clear in her voice.

"Well.

It's a bit chilly outside for that!" Kim said sharply, pulling off my

cock and tossing the covers back. She picked up the same gray shirt of

mine she'd been using all week and padded over to the stove. She bent

over to light the burner and I could see our combined cum leaking down

her leg as she lit burners to make breakfast.

Amy

refused to move all through Kim cooking breakfast and the two of us

eating. Kim encouraged me to go fishing and get out of the cabin to

leave the two of them alone to talk, which seemed like a good idea to

me. The weather wasn't exactly great, dark clouds sailing over the top

of the mountain from the west, periodically blotting out the sun that

had risen so cheerfully only a short time ago. Weather had always been

quick to change on the mountain top, and it looked like today was going

to be no exception.

To be continued.

By m storyman x, for Literotica.