Friends With Multiple Benefits (27 page)

"But wait, if the car he was driving was working, why didn't he just use that to take me home?" He turned to glance at her just as she rose on her knees working the loofah around her magnificent breasts. He quickly covered his eyes.

"Do I look like a mechanic?"

"Um, what?"

"Do I look like a mechanic?"

"No, but…" He shook his head confused. "What does that have—"

"I don't know anything about cars."

"Okay." He ran a hand over his face.

"But hey…" she
smiled, "…
I'll call him when I finish here."

"All right." He shivered then wrapped
the towel
around his shoulders.

"Why don't you get out of those wet clothes?"

"Um, well…" pausing a moment, he pulled at the wet fabric of his shorts then
shrugged, "…
okay, yeah, do you have something I could wear?"

"I don't have any men's clothing, but I put out that robe for you." She pointed toward the sink.

"Oh." He made his way blindly toward the sink and picked up the women's short and silky robe, frowning. "This is really all you have?"

"Sorry."

He pointed to the door. "I'm going to wait, um, outside and—"

"Don't." Slipping back fully into the water, she seductively lifted her leg up and pointed her foot directly at him. "The water is still hot if you'd like to get in and warm up."

"No, I'm good, I really just need to get home and—"

"
Oh
come on, it won't be warm for much longer. It's really amazing how when the power is out the water still works."

"Yeah, it's…" He humored her with a smile. "I think I'm just going to take this and get changed in the other room.

"I really don't want to be alone." She put on a sad expression. "I'm really scared of the storm."

"I'll be right back." He headed out to the bed and dropped the towel on the floor. Standing on it, he removed his wet shoes and clothing. He slipped the robe over his shoulders and found it was so short that it didn't hide much that desperately needed hiding. Pulling it down in the front, he hunched over to get full coverage and groaned. "You sure you don't have anything else?"

"That's really all I have out," she called back. "I still have a lot of stuff sealed up in boxes."

He rolled his eyes then made his way to the bathroom. He discovered her facing away from him and languidly running the sponge over her lower back and curvy rear end. He struggled to look away.

She turned to him. "You sure you don't want to get in? There's plenty of room."

He turned away, shyly and faced the wall. "No, I'm good."

"Okay."

"Have you seen my phone? I put it down on the table downstairs and I couldn't find it."

"What's it look like?"

"It's a black iPhone."

"Is it this one?" Kneeling up in the water, she held
a phone
in her hand.

When he turned to look at it, he got a full view of her naked body.

"Sorry, I have one just like this and I must have grabbed it by mistake." She held it out to him. He stepped toward her blindly reaching for it with his head turned toward the wall. When they were just close enough to make
the exchange,
the phone slipped from her hand and plopped into the suds. "Oh, no. Sorry, about that."

She got down on her hands and searched the tub for the phone wearing an apologetic expression. Cringing, he watched in dismay as she kept shaking her head and frowning as the seconds ticked away. Almost twenty seconds, later when she finally retrieved the phone, it was covered with bubbles and dripping wet. She handed it over and he wrapped it in a towel. After drying it a bit, he hit the button and there was no response. He let out an exasperated sigh.

"Sorry." She shrugged. "I'll buy you a new one."

"Don't worry about it," he grumbled as he kept hitting buttons.

She rose to her feet. "Could you hand me a towel?"

He picked up a large bath towel and handed it to her while still avoiding looking at her. "Do you really think the car is coming?"

"Oh, sure. It should be here any minute." She chuckled as she dried her upper body. "Why are you scared to look at me?"

"I'm not. I don't think Jared would like me standing in here with you in the tub."

"We're getting a divorce."

"Since I last spoke to you?" He scoffed.

"We just decided."

"But you've only been married a couple months."

"Hey, it won't be the shortest Hollywood marriage."

He returned
a nod.

She gave him a sexy smile. "You do remember that we've already seen each other naked?"

"Oh, I remember."

Pointing to the bottom of his robe, she grinned. "And last time I saw him, he was in a little different state."

He glanced down to spot his uncovered penis and quickly covered it up. "Look, Amanda, I don't know what I'm doing here and—"

"This is an emergency situation. Sometimes emergencies happen. You were simply helping me get home and the storm got too bad for you to leave."

"Really, that's what this is?"

"Right now, that's what this is." She stepped from the tub and ran the towel slowly down her legs. The candlelight was only making the erotic scene worse and he glanced at her for only a moment before looking away.

"I need to get home to my wife."

"You mean the wife who gave you a free pass to fuck me?"

"No, that was just
a,
you know…" he waved his hand at her
dismissively, "…
a joke."

"So having sex with me is a joke?" She shot him an insulted look.

"No, I mean, just a joke between Jillian and I. She wasn't serious."

"We both know that it wasn't a joke." Dropping the towel, she stood close to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. "You're still shivering. Go take a shower before you catch pneumonia or something."

"No, I'm fine."

She headed over to the large open shower stall and turned on the water. "Get in there," she scolded. "And I'll go look for some better clothes for you."

"You will?"

"And I'll have my assistant drive you home once the weather lets up."

"You have an assistant here?"

"She's in the guest house right now."

"Okay, I would really appreciate that."

She nodded then folded her arms as she waited, grinning at him. "You'd better get in there. Remember the power is out."

"Could you maybe go look for those clothes for me?"

"I get it. Someone's shy. You're adorable." After shaking her head, she turned and walked out of the room.

Unable to sleep a wink, Jim lay with his wife peacefully nuzzled on his chest for nearly an hour. Kaylie sat up in bed and patted her mother on the shoulder.

"Hey angel." Jim smiled at his adorable daughter.

"I'm hungry."

"Me too." Victoria turned toward her daughter and gave her a kiss. "You want a grilled cheese with extra cheese?"

"Cheese." Kaylie giggled. "Cheese."

"Will you put the pan on the stove?" Victoria rose to her feet. "I've got to go to the bathroom."

"I'm not going out there." Jim pulled the blankets up under his chin and shook his head, horrified.

"Why not?"

"I heard some noises and I'm not going out there until you check it out."

"All right." Victoria rolled her eyes then headed for the door.

"Grandma and Grandpa are watching a movie," Jim said. "But when they are done we'll eat."

"Okay, Daddy."

Suddenly Victoria was back inside the room and she closed the door.

"See, I told you," Jim whispered.

Victoria waved her hand at him. "It's fine."

"What's going on out there?" He shook his head. "No, don't tell me."

"I think they just need some notice."

"Notice?"

"Uh-huh." Victoria took a deep breath then opened the door two inches. Pressing her face close to the door frame, she called out loudly, "Beverly and Edward, we're coming out in a minute. We just, um, wanted to let you both know."

She closed the door then shot her husband an uneasy smile.

Jim moved to his knees. "See, they're even starting to get to you."

"No, not really."

Jim turned to his daughter. "Mommy and daddy promise we will never act that way in front of you.

Victoria scoffed. "Last week you had me giving you a handjob under the blanket while we all watched
The Little Mermaid
."

"That's completely different." He made a face. "I was covered and she's too young to know what we were doing."

"Yeah, but she won't be soon."

"And also Ariel is pretty hot, you know, for a cartoon character. I think the Disney people did that on purpose. You were laying on me and stroking my chest. I couldn't help getting, you know."

"That was fun." Victoria shot him a pointed look. "But I'm serious, that has to stop."

"Okay," he whined then motioned to the door. "Just go check on them. I swear I'm not going out there until I know it's clear."

She headed out the door and Kaylie jumped into her father's arms. "Daddy."

He kissed the top of her head then rose to his feet and twirled her around. "What do you want to do after lunch?"

"Babies."

"You want to play with your dolls?"

Giggling, she nodded.

The door opened and Victoria rushed into the room holding a fleece throw blanket by only her thumb and index finger. She held it out in front of her with her arm extended while wearing a sickened look.

"What's wrong?"

"They… They messed up my blanket."

"What do you mean?"

"There's
sem
—I mean, daddy juice all over it."

"Daddy juice. Daddy juice," Kaylie began. "I want daddy juice."

"No you don't!" Jim glared at his wife. "Mommy is just being silly. There is no such thing."

Victoria brought the blanket to him and was careful to show him the huge stain without letting her daughter see it. "This is never going to be the same."

"Remember, you started this whole thing." Jim frowned.

"I'm all for exploring one's sexuality, but when you ruin my favorite
blanket,
that's where I draw the line."

"Tell me about it."

"It's never going to be soft again."

"Are they out there?" Jim asked.

"No," Victoria grumbled. "I think I heard them in the guest bathroom."

Across town, in a much larger and more opulent bathroom, Brian had just finished a quick shower. He dried off then secured the towel around his waist. He listened for a moment and heard nothing so he called out, "Amanda, were you able to find any clothes for me?"

There was no reply. Sighing, he hesitantly stepped to the threshold of the bedroom and looked in. "Amanda?"

There was no one visible at first as he scanned the enormous bedroom. His gaze shot from the bed to the walk-in closet then finally to the door and that's where he saw them. Lounging naked together on a wide chaise blocking the door was Amanda Joseph and another young woman. The
tall,
dark-haired, gorgeous woman kissed Amanda on the lips and they both turned to Brian.

"This is Sofia – she's my assistant."

Sofia smiled and replied in a slight accent, "Hello, Brian."

"Um, nice to meet you." He once again shielded his eyes.

"She came in second place in the Miss Argentina pageant."

"Wow, second place…" he cleared his
throat, "…
that's, uh, quite an accomplishment."

The two women rose on their knees and shared a tender kiss. Brian watched mesmerized for a moment then pulled himself back to reality. "Does anyone know if the storm is getting worse or, um, better."

Amanda guided the woman's lips to her breasts and gazed directly into Brian's eyes. As Sofia took her nipple in her mouth, Amanda replied in a sultry voice, "The weather is just awful out there. In here, it's perfect."

He turned to face the wall. "Um, I… maybe I can just wait for you outside and give you some privacy."

"Sofia is for you."

"What?"

"Have you ever been with two women before?"

"Uh, no, I, um…" He tilted his head. "Well almost. This one time in college, um, I was at this party and two—"

"Brian?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

"Okay." He nodded.

Sofia slid down to lay flat on the chaise and Amanda positioned her thighs over her face. Squeezing her breasts together, the actress moved her hips in a circle as Sofia craned her neck up to taste her. When Amanda
moaned,
Brian turned quickly to look at them and his jaw fell open.