The Seventh Chapter of "Two Many Temptations"
Hey there! Thanks for sticking with the story so far. This is the final chapter I've planned out before I took a break for a bit. I've almost finished writing Chapter 8, and expect to upload it within a week or two of this chapter. Your feedback is always appreciated.
Chapter 7
I bolted up like a flash of lightning, almost knocking Lacy to the ground. My heart thundered anxiously as I tried to figure out what to do next. Lacy appeared frightened, her eyes, which were shut a moment ago, now wide open in fear.
I pointed my finger to my lips, mimicking the shush signal. I picked up my shirt and gestured for Lacy to gather her clothes. Then, I indicated the bathroom's direction, and she hastened in that direction. I grabbed my pants, headed to the bedroom, and swapped them for some shorts. Lacy turned on the shower, jumped back in, and I left to open the front door.
"Hey!" Sara greeted warmly as I opened the door. "I finished up my errands early and decided to see if I could hang out for a while. I texted you, but you never responded. Hope I'm not interrupting anything."
"Oh, no, I was just taking a quick nap after lunch," I replied, hoping she couldn't detect the lingering scent of sex in the air.
Without hesitation, Sara slid in between the door frame and me, rubbing her plump ass across my crotch. I closed the door and followed her to the living room, praying silently that she couldn't notice my panic. We entered the living room, and I tried to discreetly scan the area for any evidence of what I'd just done with Lacy.
I could not spot any discarded underwear, except for the occasional rogue bit of jizz on a surface. I hoped that meant we left nothing behind. It didn't seem like Sara was any the wiser.
"Where's Lacy? Surely, she must be back from her run by now?" Sara inquired innocently.
"Uh, um..." I began to stutter, as my face felt heat rising to it. "I think she's still in the shower. If not, she might be in her room." I said it smoothly, hoping she wouldn't suspect my anxiety.
"Okay." Sara murmured quietly. "Well, I managed to convince Charlie to send me a dick pic for your comparison."
I regarded her serious expression for a moment, confused before realizing that she was joking. I couldn't help but laugh a bit at her unintentional humor.
"I bet you were expecting me to just whip it out," she said once her laughter died down. "Feeling shy?"
"Well, not exactly...but Lacy's down the hall, so I can't do that!" I acknowledged, trying to take equally serious.
"But that makes it more exciting, doesn't it?" Sara suggested, her tone taking on a playful air.
Sara started rubbing my thigh as her hand moved towards my crotch. My little friend began to stiffen in response, but I pushed Sara's hand away, avoiding the arousal.
"Stop it!" I snapped. "We can't do this here, with Lacy close by."
"Okay, sorry. I was just trying to get a bit of a rise out of you," Sara apologized, looking slightly sad or even pouty.
"Jake." Lacy's voice called down the hallway. "I need my towel. Can you get it for me?"
I tapped my nose against the bathroom door and whispered, "Sara's in the living room."
Lacy quickly closed the door in my face, repeating, "Sara's in the living room." I made my way back to the living room, thinking to myself that it could've been worse. If Lacy had simply exited the bathroom without a shirt or pants, it would've been troublesome to explain.
"Have you two eaten dinner yet?" asked Sara, glancing at her watch.
"No, not at all. I didn't even think about it," I responded. "I was just going to heat up a pack of ramen and play some games."
"That won't do," Sara decreed. She stepped into the kitchen and started examining the cupboards and fridge, making a mental list of ingredients we had on hand.
Sara bustled around the kitchen, and then I heard the bathroom door open. I glanced up, stunned as Lacy emerged from the bathroom, wearing only a tiny thong and a close-fitting t-shirt. Her small breasts teased me without the confinement of a bra.
When I looked back at Sara, she was gazing at the slightly ajar bathroom door. "At least she wore a t-shirt this time." She chuckled, gently stirring canned ingredients in a large pot.
"Can I help you with something?" I asked as she opened a packet of ground beef.
She raised her eyebrows, eyeing me up and down as if undressing me with her eyes. Realizing how annoyed I was, Sara waved me off to continue in the kitchen.
After a while, Lacy returned, dressed in shorter grey cotton shorts that showcased her long, tanned legs. She watched as Kratos brutally took out gods and monsters in the video game. The Leviathan Axe dispatching enemies effortlessly.
"What's that?" Lacy asked in a quiet voice.
"Cooking dinner, or what some might call that."
Lacy unexpectedly punched me in the arm, "I don't mean that!"
"Ah, Sara invited herself over when she dropped me off earlier. I'd honestly forgotten. I'm not sure if she wants to be alone tonight."
Sara had created a tasty homemade chili, making my brow bead with sweat, and served it on the couch, sitting in the recliner next to us. I shut down my game and Lacy turned on a drama show. It was Chicago PD, I think. The four of us chatted casually as we ate.
When our empty bowls were returned to the table, I got up to wash the dishes, tossing them into the dishwasher after rinsing them. As I came back to the couch, Lacy and Sara were snorting with laughter.
"What's so funny?" I inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"Nah, nothing." Laughed Sara. "How about a few drinks before your sister comes home? You said you had the day off..."
We agreed that we'd chill outside by the fire pit. Convinced by the ladies, I fired up the fire pit in the backyard. While I took care of that, they prepared drinks. I was content with just light beer, but they wanted something fruity so we decided to make Sangria.
As they joined me by the fire, I caught the following dialogue.
"I haven't shaven downstairs in a long, long time." Sara was saying before leaning over to Sara. "I found a place that does laser hair removal. It's been three months already, and I'm still silky smooth."
"Sure beats shaving. I like drawing designs and shapes, especially hearts. I did hearts before but not anymore."
"Let me see!" Sara exclaimed as Lacy lowered her shorts.
Sara lifted her shorts so that I could barely have a glimpse at her womanhood. "That's adorable." Replying, Sara reached for her shorts, pulling them back into place.
"I wouldn't have the patience for that," Lacy stated. "I shave mine." I nonchalantly chimed in.
Sara beamed at me. "Huh. Good to know, Jake."
Courtney arrived shortly and accepted a drink. After updating us on her day, my roommates boasted about their fictitious activities. The easy conversation flowed effortlessly between us and Lacy's presence seemed unremarkable, despite her recent escapades.
"What are your plans for tomorrow?" Courtney queried.
"I'd vaguely considered spending the day on video games. But now, a hike through Fletcher's Pass sounds appealing. I can work off the guilt from wasting the rest of my day."
Lacy suggested, "Then I'll join you! I'm up for a break from running, but still craving exercise."
"Sure, you're welcome to come along. I'm sure Courtney will be at work, but you're also invited to join us, Sara."
"Hey, I think I'll pass." Sara grinned. "I'm not really into the great outdoors. But if you need any help shifting something around the house, feel free to ask. If you boys fancy a dip after, that's open to you, too," she added, smiling. "A bit of manual labor in exchange."
Later on, we kept chatting and drinking, but I decided to call it a night, getting quite a buzz going. I really wanted to go hiking, so getting hungover wasn't an option. I put out the fire as Sara gave hugs to Courtney and Lacy. They're friends, you see.
By now, it was the wee hours of the morning. So, Courtney and I grabbed a quick shower, doing our best to get the smoky smell off us. While she spoke about her day, she asked me more about mine.
I suppose she was just checking if Lacy and I were getting along perfectly fine. And judging by our connection during the gathering, it wouldn't surprise me if she was thinking about spending the summer with us - something that we hadn't discussed yet.
At 7 am, I heard my alarm. Rising from my bed where only my pillow and sheets remained, I dressed: cargo shorts, a light-colored shirt, socks, and hiking boots. Heading to the kitchen, I noticed the shower running. I was fixing myself some oatmeal when Lacy emerged, naked. I almost choked on my breakfast as she headed to the kitchen with a sudden push of the toaster button.
"Um, Lacy," I began cautiously, "It can't happen again. Yesterday was... unfortunate."
I meant it. That guilt hit me like a ninja, knocking me off my feet. How could I possibly be attracted to two beautiful women, sleeping with both of them?
"Who said anything about fucking?" she grinned, smearing peanut butter on her bagel. "You've already seen me naked. I was just gonna take the towel off after breakfast before putting it back on."
"Yeah, but..."
"There's no need for the towel since you saw me naked last night." Again, she smiled and went back to her room, swaying her hips enticingly.
Man, she read my mind. I couldn't help but look at her as she left.
When Lacy reappeared, she wore a hiking outfit. Loose-fitting cargo shorts, ending above her knees, a black crop top that revealed her toned stomach, and hiking boots. Her hair was collected in a neat ponytail using a pink scrunchie.
Thirty minutes later, we pulled up to the trailhead, unoccupied. The ride was quiet, with us exchanging casual conversations but avoiding the previous night's events.
The trail wasn't particularly difficult. The terrain alternated between uneven rocks and a smooth path. It led to a beautiful sight: a small secluded lake surrounded by steep, rocky hills at the east and north banks.
A small path, not often used, branched off to the right, leading to a great sitting spot: a gigantic tree felled by time. Believe me, it made for an excellent place to rest. I scratched some dirt on Lacy's back and threw a bottle of water in her direction before taking off the lid of one of my own.
An hour later, we decided to relax a bit before completing the trail. This area was peaceful and had not been visited often, with only traces of other travelers evident. The atmosphere was very tranquil and perfect for a moment's rest. Lacy led the way, leaving a trail of excitement as she went. I couldn't take my gaze off her behind, and Lacy noticed.
"Are you alright?" she inquired with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine. But I didn't notice that root there," I confessed.
Laughing, she turned around and moved further down the path to a fallen tree, an excellent resting spot. After kicking off my shoes and leaning on the tree, I saw her ass jiggle a bit. I found it hard to concentrate on the surroundings. So, we took a pause, enjoying the soft Iowa morning air around us.
And now we're here. A small path leads us down to a huge, fallen tree meant for sitting, just a bit farther down. Lacy is off, and if I'm not mistaken, she's looking forward to it. The landscape is serene, allowing space for reflection. I'm wagering she's considering spending the summer with us, perhaps hesitant about the fact Lacy and I are getting along so well. The way she's been acting, there's no doubt about her willingness to seduce me. Here we are, separated by an obstacle.
As I watched, Lacy gulped down some liquid from her container. My focus shifted towards a tiny droplet of sweat that slid down her neck, traced her collarbone, and vanished between the peaks of her breasts, concealed by her tank top. I couldn't tear my gaze away from this sight as Lacy employed her tank top to wipe the sweat from her head, showcasing her taut abs.
Lacy noticed my admiring glances. She chuckled and created a breeze by swishing her top.
"Fancy some cooling off?" she inquired, her lips curling in a grin.
I negated with a head shake. Lacy's grin widened. She got up, gripped the hem of her tank top and yanked it up and off her head. She disposed of it over my backpack and stood unclothed, displaying herself confidently in front of me.
The scenery of her half-naked form, surrounded by the splendor of nature's glory, left me captivated. The cheerful singing of the birds added a harmonious chorus, while the rhythmic pounding within my chest provided a suitable background music.
"Ready?" she questioned as she tilted towards the core trail.
I followed her closely, shoving her shirt into my pack.
"Someone could spot you." I commented after her.
"It's 10 o'clock on a Monday. No other person is here apart from you and I, and you've already seen it. Plus, we haven't met another human being on this trail."
I couldn't conjure a refutation, and Lacy didn't offer the opportunity either as she advanced ahead of me. The last stretch of the trail was the most difficult for sure, with the path becoming rocky, uneven feet, and a steep promenade. Lacy's bare back had beads of perspiration running down it. I'd trekked this path numerous times before, but it was strenuous nonetheless; I sported significant sweat dripping around my neck.
The path finally became level after 30 minutes of this, giving way to a picturesque lake with clear water. Lacy directed us around the perimeter of the lake. Despite the absence of any other individuals in the vicinity, I realized she yearned for a more isolated location. I knew of a secluded nook. We had to navigate a slender ledge close to the cliff edge, but the other side offered an almost private beach, so few people knew about it.
I deposited my rucksack next to a teetering boulder and inspected the region. We were by ourselves prior reaching this concealed cavum, but upon arriving here, even if someone else appeared near the lake, we could still enjoy our privacy.
"How frequently is this place visited?" Lacy inquired as she commenced exploring the site. "How do you know about this place?"
"I've never met another individual here." I explained as I gulped for air. "I chanced upon it by accident once when I brought my drone along for some aerial photography."
"What? You have a drone. Dork."
"Geez, don't judge. I probably would never have found this cove without it, and now you won't have to fret about strangers gawking at your boobs."
"Perhaps that's what I desired." Lacy offered with a grin. Her eyes locked onto mine, and a ferocity resonated within them.
Lacy went back to the boulder I had left my bag on and commenced removing her socks and sandals.
"Going for a swim." She declared while unbuttoning her shorts and stalling them at her ankles. She hesitated before looping her fingers around the straps of her panties and yanking them off, as well.
"Would you care to join me?" the query lingered in the air as she walked towards the glassy surface of the lake.
Should I be invited to skinny dipping by two attractive women in one day? I considered that I shouldn't follow her, yet she was right; it was warm. I stripped off as rapidly as possible and joined her, my penis swaying in sync with my movements.
By the time I managed to enter the water, Lacy was already floating leisurely on her back, juggling her bare chest to the sun.
"You're going to eradicate your sunbathing tanners if you keep that up."
"Is removing my clothes a preliminary stage for getting dressed?" Lacy inquired without opening her eyes.
"Not in the slightest," I concurred, captivated by the twin mounds of flesh bobbing above the water.
We swam around the concealed cove for around 15 to 20 minutes. I was content to stay as long as Lacy desired, just relishing the view. However, Lacy seemed to have her fill of water and headed back towards the shore. I felt as though a lost pup following her. I gazed as Lacy climbed back onto the boulder and spread out beside me on the rock, allowing the sun to dry my moist skin.
"Hang around and gawk at me like some creep, or come dry off as well?"
I stuttered up to the boulder beside her, lying next to her on the rock and letting the sunlight dry my wet skin.
Look at that, you've got a sundial on you.Lacy chuckled at me.
I looked down and noticed my manhood was standing tall and proud.
"Sorry about that." I mumbled.
"I'm not." Lacy reached out and played with my erection, stroking it gently a few times.
"Lace... We can't. Not again."
"I'm not doing anything." Lacy playfully pretended to be innocent.
"I'm serious." I groaned as she carried on.
"I can tell." She squeezed my manhood softly, then released me.
Lacy stopped stroking me, and we sat in silence.
"Come on. We didn't pack sun lotion and I don't want to explain to my sister how you sunburned your cock while out hiking with me." Lacy said, getting off the rock and putting her top back on. I have to admit, I felt a little bummed seeing her lovely body covered up in clothes. I followed her suit, and a few moments later, we were heading back down the trail towards my truck.
The descent was quicker than the climb up, and by noon, I was unlocking the doors of my truck with my key fob. I opened the back door for my bag, but Lacy surprised me by climbing into the truck instead. She said she was suddenly tired and wanted to lie down. I decided to put my bag in the back of the truck and started the air conditioning.
As I closed the tailgate, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
Sara: What are the chances of me seeing your dick today?
Me: Was this meant for Charles?
Sara: Nope, yours. I want to see your dick.
Me: Probably unlikely. Lacy's with me.
Sara: Are you still going to my place later? I really need your help with something ;-)
Me: Yes, but again, Lacy's with me. So behave.
Sara: I'll find a way.
The last text included a picture of Sara on her couch with one arm under her chest, enhancing her cleavage.
I shook my head as I climbed into the cab of my truck. While driving, I heard some rustling from the back seat. I assumed Lacy was getting comfy. The noise continued, so I looked back to see what was happening. Lacy had her legs propped up and her hand was down the front of her shorts, quick circles motion.
"Holy sh*t, Lacy, you're going to cause an accident."
"You don't have to watch." Lacy moaned, but didn't stop.
Sensing my arousal swell, I found a dirt track to distract me. I slowed down and parked my truck, making sure I couldn't see the main road. I turned around to see what Lacy was up to. She'd removed her top and was slipping her back into her panties. I looked at the direction I'd come and picked a small side trail. It curved around some trees, obscuring the road. I parked there and slid behind the wheel.
"Blow me?" Lacy asked. Without hesitation, I was at the back seat, getting between her legs. I pushed the gusset of her pink thong aside and attacked her pussy with my tongue. Lacy moaned her approval as I licked and massaged her clit with my thumb. She slipped her white tank top off and played with her nipples while riding my face.
intrigued, I slid my two fingers into her quim. I began massaging her g-spot while tonguing her clit. Her thighs tightened around my head and pulled me in closer. fill her cunt with my fingers and used my tongue to stimulate her clit.
I felt Lacy's legs tighten around my head, almost squeezing it off. I kept licking and fingering the sexy minx. Her thighs clamped down on my head. It felt as if they were trying to crush my head. With a howl of pleasure, Lacy's muscles tensed, relaxed, and tensed again. This continued for about a minute, Lacy clearly still riding her orgasm. Finally, her body slumped into the seat of my truck, panting.
I observed Lacy's bare figure as she resumed regular breathing patterns. The real world was gradually making its presence felt once more. I was in the back of my speeding vehicle, hidden by my wife's sister's juices on my face. What on earth was I doing there?
"You need a hand with that?" Lacy inquired, glancing at my swimsuit-swelling shorts.
"We can't remain here; we'll get caught."
"It shouldn't take long," Lacy grinned naughtily.
I remained silent, unable to make a trustworthy response. Instead, I removed myself from between her legs, helplessly opened the door, and got back behind the wheel. Shortly afterward, a naked Lacy hopped into the car's passenger seat. As I rejoined the main road, we headed closer to my home. I desperately required a shower before visiting Sara.
