26
Jillian gave Brian a quick kiss goodnight and retired to another bedroom. They had agreed that they would spend their last unmarried night apart so that the wedding night would be even more special—well at least she had suggested it, and he went along with the idea. They had also not done anything sexual in just about a week. Brian had promised not to masturbate during that entire time, and he was pretty proud of himself since he only fell of the wagon three times.
He found it a tad difficult to keep his word while being so close to so many attractive women in St. Barts. Not to mention he had to deal with getting dressed in the same room with Jillian and her spectacular body, seeing her come out of the shower, and generally walk around naked and in various superhot underwear ensembles. She was lucky he didn't jerk off three times a day given his surroundings.
He planned to be a good boy on this last night especially. He turned the light off and settled in. He didn’t reach down and begin adjusting or scratching anything, which he usually found led to trouble. Plus he hated it when Jillian was in a bad mood. It turned him off. She seemed to be so on edge and was treating him like he was an idiot. She really was acting like a complete bitch.
He knew she was just nervous about the wedding and a little upset that her best friend, her friend with the body of a playmate, had lied to her and had sex with her son. Brian began to wonder exactly what Rob and Victoria had done together. He wondered if she did that thing where she licks—He pulled the plug on that line of thought when things began happening under the sheets. He didn't bother checking his condition, which he was almost sure was nearing the problematic stage; he just went to sleep.
Two minutes later Jillian slipped back into the room. She turned on the light, made her way to the bed, and knelt on the floor. He was already asleep and breathing deeply when she kissed him and jarred him awake.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Oh nothing, I just…I'm sorry I've been such a bitch today."
He turned on his back and lied, "Oh, you haven’t been at all."
Jillian gave him a look, and he agreed with his eyes. She nodded. "I'm sorry. I was already losing it today…then I find out Rob and Victoria did God knows what."
"I know. I know," Brian said as he ran his hand gently on her arm.
"I've been treating you like garbage. I didn’t laugh at your Victoria joke and it was really funny."
"It was, wasn't it?"
She gave him a big nod. "And I yelled at you for being naked outside. You were just saving her. Thank you for saving my best friend, even though she probably had my son's pen—"
He widened his eyes, and she stopped.
She took a deep breath and rubbed his chest gently as she said, "And you've been such a good boy. We haven't done anything for days. I know it's been hard."
"It has been really hard."
She gave him a sexy look as she said, "I'll bet…I'm so proud of you saving it for our wedding night. I'm going to take such good care of you. I have something so special planned, that I—" Jillian shimmied her hips as a little mini-O traveled through her p-ssy. She shook her head. "I'd better stop."
"Yeah, this isn’t helping me."
Jillian smiled at him. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and even if I'm losing it or acting like a lunatic sometimes just know that I love you more than anything."
"I love you, too."
"Goodnight," she said sensually and then kissed him gently on the lips. He smiled. Jillian took hold of the covers and then pulled them down below his boxer shorts. She reached for his waistband, and Brian covered it quickly with his hands to conceal his surprise new look. She shook her head. "Are you shy?"
"What are you doing?"
"I just want to see it before I go to bed. So I can dream about you and him all night."
"That's probably not a—"
"I just want to see him."
"Okay, but use the flap…that's probably safer. I know how you are."
She gave him a look, reached into the flap, and carefully extracted his semihard penis. She smiled at his face, moved her lips to it, and placed two tiny wet kisses right on the tip. He craned his neck to watch her, captivated.
"You do have one gorgeous cock," she said as she slipped him back inside the boxers and pulled the covers over him.
"I wasn't going to let Victoria be the only one to kiss you there tonight." Jillian broke into a big smile and added, "She would probably love to wrap her lips around your penis. She's probably pretty good at it."
"I would think so," he said. Jillian glared at him, and he tried to repair the damage, "Oh, but I'm sure you’re much better."
She smiled and looked away as she asked, "Remember when she wanted to do that threesome with us?"
"I do," he said quickly.
"I wonder who would have made you cum—me or her."
His eyes widened as he said, "I, uh, really couldn’t say."
"We probably would both have been fighting over who put her lips on you to finish you off," she drawled sexily. His jaw dropped. "I can’t wait for tomorrow night. I'm so horny and freaking wet right now." She rubbed her hands together, and her lustful, hazy look evaporated. "Anyway," she said, completely switching gears—every drop of sensuality present in the last forty seconds of her X-rated exposition snuffed out like a candle stepped on by an elephant.
He glanced at her dizzied and wondering where all that sensuality had gone. Just because she’d turned the corner didn't stop his breathing from becoming labored, his heart from pumping like mad, and his brain from directing every once of blood it could spare to his now fully-rigid penis.
She said, "Now I can dream about you all night. Will you dream about me?"
"Well, probably now I will." He gave her a weak smile and then rolled over to hide his disappointment.
She kissed him on the cheek, "Goodnight."
"Night."
Jillian slipped out of the room. Brian lay there for almost sixty seconds before he reached down and felt how still unbelievably hard he was. He said quietly, "How the hell can women just turn it off like that? You can't wait until tomorrow night…a man would say why wait!" He paused a moment, tossed off the covers, and then headed toward the bathroom.
Once inside he pulled down his boxers and looked at his impressive penis. He said to himself, "You know I was fine before—she had to see it…she had to kiss it and start with the threesome stuff. Geez." He squirted Jillian's lotion into his hand and began to work off the pressure…
Victoria was walking toward her room carrying a drink. She met Jillian in the hall, and they shared another quick hug. She stood in front of her door and waited until Jillian disappeared into her room, and then she headed to Brian's room. She knocked once softly and then slipped inside. She saw the light on in the bathroom and headed over quietly.
She stood outside and listened to Brian moaning and saying. "Oh, Jillian, I love when you suck my cock. Now girls don’t fight…There's plenty of me for both of you…Oh…Victoria, that's it—lick my balls."
Victoria grinned. She pushed open the door a little and caught the reflection of Brian in the mirror with his death grip on his hard penis while his other hand massaged his balls. His face was all contorted and serious. She broke into a giggle. He spun to look at her, in heart-stopping surprise, as he covered his groin. "What the hell are you doing in here?"
She gave him a mock angry look. "I can't believe you're using me to fuel your spank bank!"
He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist as he said, "What the f*ck?"
Victoria glanced down to the towel and his still protruding penis. "I just wanted to talk to you. I can wait until you're done if you want. It looks like you really need to finish."
Brian looked to the problem area and frowned as he said, "I don't need to. This is all Jillian's fault anyway."
He sat on the toilet, sighed, and looked up to her. She gave him a sexy smile, "So you had me licking your balls while she was blowing you?"
"No, I didn't."
"I heard you say it." Victoria glared at him as she asked, "Why the hell am I relegated to ball-licking duty?"
He sighed and admitted sheepishly, "I was just about to switch you two up." Victoria shook her head with a grin as he continued, "Look, Jillian was just in here teasing me. We haven't done it in like a week and—"
"Saving it for the wedding night?"
"Well that and I've been recovering…" he made eyes directing her gaze to his groin.
"Oh, I completely forgot about. So did everything stop bleeding?"
"Yeah," he groaned. He looked at her desperate for understanding. "She actually kissed it and then said something about you having your lips on it when I…" He glared at her as he continued, "saved your life…and then she mentioned that threesome you suggested a few months ago."
A wide smile spread on her face. "She mentioned it, huh?"
"Yeah. She even wondered which one of you would make me cum. And which one of you would be better doing that…Jesus she says all this sexy dirty crap and then leaves me in bed and obviously unable to sleep on my stomach." Victoria's face brightened with the realization, and he continued, "…and then she expects me not to whack off. Is she nuts?"
"I can’t believe she really wants to have a threesome with me."
"What? I didn’t say that. Don’t you dare tell her I told you any of this."
"So, who did you think would be better at it?"
"Of course I said she would."
Victoria gave him a skeptical look. He glared at her. "Don't say anything. I'm serious."
"Relax." She glanced at his lap, which had returned almost to normal. Then she said, "Look everything is back down. Can we talk now?"
He nodded with a frown. "Can I get dressed first?"
"Sure."
"Could you turn around?"
She gave him a look that screamed, seriously.
"Oh f*ck it," he said as he tossed the towel down exposing his not completely flaccid penis while he glared right at her and pulled on his boxers. She grinned the whole time. He walked past her and got into bed.
He was up against the headboard as she sat on the mattress. "I need some advice."
"On what?"
She gave him an apologetic look. "I did just have sex with Jim."
Brian looked at her shocked. "Just now?"
"No, before. Right before he was with Caroline."
"So you lied to Jillian. I can’t believe—"
She raised her eyebrows, "Yes, I lied. You should try it sometime. The right lie can save a lot of hurt feelings."
"So you guys did it, and then ten minutes later he was having sex with her. How the hell does he do it?"
Victoria added proudly, "He even came twice with me."
"Twice?" Brian asked with his mouth wide open.
"Yes, he's a machine. Can I get you to focus on the problem?"
Brian stared right through her. "God, I wish I was twenty-one again."
Victoria slapped him lightly across the face. He glared at her. "What the hell?"
"Listen!"
"What?"
"Are you listening?"
"Yes."
"When he asks you for advice on this—"
"What makes you think he'll…" He stopped when he saw her expression.
She began again with a scolding voice, "WHEN HE asks you for advice on this, you tell him to never tell Caroline that we slept together again."
"You really think he didn't tell her?"
Victoria raised her eyebrows as if to say he was a complete moron.
"Right she had sex with him and all so, of course…"
She closed her eyes and shook her head. When she looked at him with a bored expression, he continued, "Sorry. Most of my blood still hasn't returned to my brain. I'm still recovering and not thinking all that clearly."
She nodded in agreement, took a deep breath, and stared at him. "You tell him to take this to his grave, and you do the same. If you do tell someone, especially the judgmental and perfect angel Jillian, the next time my mouth is near your penis, I'm going to bite down—hard. You got me?"
He nodded a little frightened.
"And when Jim tells you he loves me, and he also loves her, and he's confused about what he should do, you tell him that he needs to stay with Caroline and marry her. As much as I love him—or think I do. I don't…All I know is that when I was on the balcony listening to them…she said things that, that…let's just say if he doesn’t marry her, then I might have to ask her out."
"Now there's a honeymoon I'd like to see."
He appeared to be somewhere far away as he added, "With your amazing tits and her spectacular ass, you put those together in bed and wow…"
Victoria was momentarily sidetracked as well. "I wish I had her ass. Could you imagine me still with these?" She pointed to her chest. "And her ass…I wouldn't be able to leave the house." After pondering that for a moment she snapped back to reality as he continued his trancelike stare. She grinned at him and then called out loudly, "Hey, are you with me?"
He said slowly, "Sorry I haven't had sex in a week." He shook the cobwebs out of his head and opened his eyes wide.
Victoria said, "Where was I…Oh, you tell him that she's the one for him. Tell him that I'll be fine, and everything will work out. Tell him not to worry about the baby. That we'll figure out some arrangement. You get all that?"
He nodded.
She gave him an angry look, "Don't f*ck this up. Have some balls. Your brother's happiness depends on it." Victoria emphasized this with a medium-strength backhand tap to his groin. He slumped over in pain and began to groan. She said, "Sorry about that, just trying to…you know make a point."
"I got it," he whimpered.
Victoria face morphed into one of genuine concern. She said, "Oh God, sorry I've been so flaky lately. I'm acting like a total bitch. It's the hormones I think, I don't know…" Some mild anger returned to her voice. "I just want what's best for Jim. So if I, well— Did I say thank you for saving my life earlier?"
"I'm not sure, but you're welcome," he said hesitantly as he covered his groin with both hands.
She took a deep breath. "Ok, I'm better now. I'm so proud of you for marrying our Jillian. I know you'll make a great husband."
"I love her."
"I know you do…I wish I could have what you two have, but I don't think I can…I know I would screw things up for Jimmy and me…Help me out here. Talk to him."
"I will."
She gave him a hesitant look. "Are your balls okay? You're really going to need them tomorrow."
"I think so." He felt around down there and then nodded.
"Good." She smiled and then said in the sweetest motherly tone. "Now go to sleep. You have a big day tomorrow." Victoria lifted up the sheets, and he slipped under the covers. He looked ten years old as he curled up with his pillow. She sighed as she looked at him and kissed him tenderly on the cheek.
When she reached the door, she turned back and whispered sarcastically, "Hey fantasy boy, do you need me to finish you off?"
He chuckled, "Get the hell out of here."
She grinned and slipped out of the room.
About three minutes later, he got up, locked the door, and went into the bathroom. Ninety seconds later he was done, smiling and back in bed. About twelve seconds after that he was sound asleep. The last thought that crossed his mind was, who needs Ambien when you've got the most natural sleep aid available in the palm of your hand—well, if you're a guy anyway.
27
Early the next morning, Caroline woke Jim with a kiss. He smiled at her. "Hey…last night…wow."
"I was able to get a flight, but I need to leave now. Please apologize to everyone for me."
"You sure?" She nodded with a sad smile and he asked, "Do you need a ride?"
"The cab is already outside."
"I love you."
"I know you do. Remember what I said last night, and I'll see you when you get back."
She kissed him again and then slipped out the door.
A few hours later, Jim sat by the pool thinking. He spotted Brian walking and called to him. Jim took off away from the house and motioned for Brian to follow. When they were safely away, Jim said, "I had sex with Victoria last night after Caroline took off with Laura. We were just talking, and I touched her belly and one thing led to another and, uh…"
"And?" Brian asked impatiently.
"And then Caroline showed up, Victoria disappeared, and I had sex with her." He whispered, "We even did…" he checked around, found it clear, and then continued, "anal."
Brian made a face. "You did anal with Victoria. Oh…wait you didn’t go ass to mouth did you?"
Jim paused to think. "No, not Victoria. I went mouth to ass." He nodded confidently. Plus I took a shower between the two."
"Mouth to ass…that's okay, and the shower…well that makes it slightly better."
"How am I supposed to live with myself? I mean one minute I'm having an orgasm inside Victoria's you know, oh and then a second one in her mouth, and then ten minutes later Caroline was going down on me and then…" Jim punctuated the unfinished thought with raised eyebrows and a knowing look.
Brian shook his head still unable to grasp how he could perform like this. He said, "Who are you—some kind of sex god?" Jim sighed. He'd just about had enough of Brian, but his older brother continued, "No, really, I want to know how you could perform three times in like ten minutes. Is it some supplement or exercise reg—"
"I really need you to focus here," Jim interrupted in an angry tone.
Brian exhaled deeply. "Okay. Yeah, sorry. So I assume that you didn’t tell Caroline about Victoria?"
"No, but I really think I need to."
Brian looked at him sternly. "You can never tell her. No matter what you do, don't tell her."
"I feel so guilty."
"Did Victoria tell you if she had sex with anyone else since you guys last did it?"
Jim looked confused, "What does that matter?"
"Did it come up?"
"She said she's been with no one else."
"Okay good, then you don’t need to feel guilty."
Jim looked at him lost, "Why?"
"You know they say that once you have sex with someone, you've also had sex with all the people that person has had sex with?" Brian crossed his eyes confused for a moment and then continued, "Also all the people that the people they've had sex with have had sex with. It's like once you've slept with someone you've all of a sudden had sex with ten thousand people…unless of course you do it with a virgin." Brian shook his head pleased with getting that all out semicoherently.
"What the f*ck does that have to do with anything?"
"Here, follow me. So if Victoria hadn't had sex with anyone new, then you haven't added to your count, and now that you've had sex with Caroline, you haven't added to her count either. So technically there's nothing for you to feel guilty about."
Jim glared at him. "Wait, you're an idiot. Using your logic I could go around screwing nothing but virgins, and I wouldn't need to feel guilty about it."
"Yeah, that doesn't sound right," Brian said and gave him an apologetic look. "Sorry, I'm losing it. I haven't had sex in like a week—well, not with someone else."
"Oh, come on, dude," Jim grimaced.
Brian kept plodding along, "Jillian's running around practically naked and teasing me with talk of threesomes." Brian moved in close to Jim and grabbed him by his shirt. "I know she's not serious, but you don't joke around with a guy with blue balls about a threesome…you just don’t do it." Jim looked at Brian like he might need some professional help. Brian sighed and released his shirt. "I'm also nervous about the wedding and the lawsuit and I quit my job and—"
"You quit your job? Why?"
Brian nodded and explained, "Because my boss was an a*shole, and I hated sitting in that bank. And I think I'm going crazy. I got a f*cking full Brazilian wax like five days ago, and my ass itches so bad that I feel like scratching it with a cheese grater."
"You got waxed?"
Brian simply said, "Victoria."
Jim nodded as if to say, 'Nuff said!' Then he asked, "Is there anything else?"
"No," Brian said then he exhaled deeply.
Jim rolled his eyes. "I thought we were supposed to be working on my problems, but since you mentioned yours let me knock them out for you. You are marrying the most beautiful, amazing woman on the planet so everything will be fine. I'm pretty sure you'll be getting laid tonight so tuff it out and jerk off again if you really need to. Um, the job? Jillian has lots of money so no worries there. Oh and for your ass, try some baby powder." Brian nodded along with each suggestion and then Jim asked, "Can we get back to my issue?"
"I think I'm still waiting for you to tell me exactly what the issue is."
Jim glared at him as he said, "Uh, I'm in love with two women. One of whom is carrying my child. Oh and I had sex with both of them in the space of a long commercial break."
"Do you really love Victoria? I mean lust is one thing, but love is another. Every guy would probably want to have sex with her. I imagine that she's just some kind of acrobatic, thinking-outside-the-box, sexual genius. It would be pretty easy to mistake lust for love when someone's doing things to you that, while they feel amazing, are illegal in most countries."
Jim nodded, "Sure she's amazing in bed, but there's something else about her. I love her. I'm sure of that."
"And Caroline?"
"I love her, too." Jim exhaled deeply and then stared at Brian desperate for understanding.
"Look, Caroline loves you. She's amazing. She's your age…Victoria is a financially secure, independent woman who doesn't really need or want one man in her life. She can survive and overcome anything."
"I know. I know," Jim said, nodding and beginning to come around.
"Does Caroline have a problem with Victoria having your baby?"
Jim sighed. "I mean, she's not crazy about the idea, but she said we'll find a way to make it work. She said she'd marry me if I can commit to her. She told me to figure it out and decide."
"And I assume the sex with Caroline is…"
"Oh my God, it's amazing, too. I, uh—"
"Then it's simple. Victoria will never settle down with one man again. That part of her life was over when her husband died. You figure out exactly how to deal with the baby thing, and go get Caroline. If you lose her, you'll want to hang yourself."
"Okay. You're right." Jim gave him an appreciative smile.
Brian looked away, thinking, and then glanced back to Jim. "Seriously what kind of vitamins do you take?"
Jim grinned and grabbed Brian around the shoulder and put him in a headlock.
Jim knocked gently on Victoria's door. She opened it wearing only a short robe. She smiled sweetly, and he asked, "Can we talk for a minute?" She nodded. He closed the door, and they sat together on the bed.
He asked, "What happened to you last night after, uh, we…When I came out of the shower, you were gone."
"I panicked. It was too much too soon, and I freaked out and went back to my room."
"Oh." Jim stared at the floor as he continued, "Caroline came back last night. She told me she didn't sleep with Jeff. She was just making it up to—"
"Well that's great news. She loves you."
"She flew back this morning. Says she can't see you right now, and she didn't want to spoil the wedding." Jim looked Victoria in the eye as he said, "I didn't tell her about us."
"And you never should. That would devastate her."
"I don't know what to do. I know I love you. It's not just lust. I mean, sure I can’t look at you without getting hard, but it's more than that. You're intelligent, kind, giving, sexy, and the nicest, most—"
"Look, I love you too," Victoria felt her cheeks getting flushed, and her p-ssy getting wet. These damn hormones, she thought. She really wanted him inside her again, but she fought that feeling back. Victoria took a deep breath. "I do, but I don't think I can ever settle down again."
"I think you're just afraid to let yourself be happy."
She nodded. "Maybe. Look, I think you only meet your soul mate once in this life, and I met mine and he died. Your soul mate is on a plane right now, thinking about nothing but you. She loves you. She wants to marry you, but she wants to know you don't have this other thing always hanging around in your mind. If you screw this up with Caroline, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. You'll wake up one day and realize that someone else is married to your soul mate—the one person who gets you. The one person who completes you for lack of a nonclichéd thing…"
"But the baby, I need to—"
"You can be a part of this baby’s life, but what are you going to do—drop out of school and transfer to Miami? Give up all your dreams," Victoria said as she stared at him with a sad expression.
"We could make it work. I could get a job and support you and the baby. We could be together, but only if you really want to be with me," he said hopefully.
"I have over four million dollars in the bank."
"What? Really?"
She nodded. "So I don't need any financial support."
"I'll say, but I still could—"
Victoria sighed, "Are you hearing me? I know I'd screw us up. I get bored easily. I'm not built to be someone's girlfriend or wife. You have one chance with Caroline—don't be an idiot and blow it."
He turned away as a tear fell from his eye. He stood, wiped his face, and then looked down to her while desperately holding back his emotions, "You…you look me in the eye and tell me you don’t want me, and that you want me to be with her."
Victoria stared up to him as he waited, his breathing labored. She realized that all she'd need to do would be to reach out and touch him and then they'd be in bed together making love again. He'd move to Miami, they'd have the baby, and everything would be perfect for her…but what about for him? What about twenty years from now? No she couldn't do it to him.
He repeated, "Tell me you want me to be with her and not you."
Victoria shook her head no, but her heart screamed for her to not say it. It came out anyway as she stared directly into his eyes, "She's the one for you. I want you to be with her. I would mess us up. I know that."
Jim breathed out deeply; his emotions were tearing him inside out, and his gut was churning. He curled his lip while rubbing his neck with one hand and just stared at her. He shook his head no, painted a slight smile on his face, and then gently kissed her cheek. She looked down to the floor as he slowly walked away. When she looked to the doorway, he was gone. Victoria slumped on the bed, and silently and completely lost it.