Sunday morning
Sunday light came in low and yellow, and the three mugs were already on the table because Noah cannot walk through a kitchen without setting out more cups than we need. My smock hung on the hook by the door. I was in a knit sweater and nothing else, barefoot, still half asleep. Tess was in one of his shirts. He was in shorts, hair ridiculous. We had said the night before, clearly, that morning sex was welcome if everyone woke up still wanting it. I asked from the doorway. Tess said yes into her wrist. Noah said yes and put the kettle on, then forgot it, which is how I knew he meant the yes.
We did not make it back to the bedroom. I sat on Noah's lap in the kitchen chair and opened the sweater. Tess stood between my knees and kissed me slow, morning breath and all. Her hand slid down and she stroked my clit in lazy circles while Noah's cock hardened under me. I lifted, he held his cock, and I sank my cunt onto him when I was wet enough, a little at a time. His cock in my cunt was familiar and the audience was new enough that my skin stayed bright. Tess watched my face because I had told her the watching was a kind of touch. I told Noah he could hold my hips. He did, thumbs gentle, letting me set the pace while I fucked him.
I rode his cock and kissed her and then I took her hand and put it on my cunt, around his cock, so she could feel him fucking me. She moaned at that, surprised by her own sound. I came first, a long rolling one, forehead to hers, my cunt clutching him. Noah asked if he should pull out. I said yes, cum on my belly, as agreed. He did, gasping, a hot stripe of cum on skin the sun was already warming. Then I knelt on the chair and licked Tess's cunt until she came standing up, one hand in my hair only to steady herself, easy to let go. She rocked on my tongue. Noah kissed her through it because I looked up and asked him to.
The kettle screamed. Three mugs, actual coffee, and the smock stayed on the hook. I shared my husband with a woman we love, and I was not borrowed out of my own life.
