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Tendrils of sunlight snaked between the bedroom blinds, and Matt’s eye peaked open. As his other eye opened and he adjusted to wakefulness, he heard soft sounds and became aware of motion in the bed. When he turned his head, he saw Paul, sitting up at the head of the bed, leaning back against a pillow. His eyes trailed down Paul’s naked body, and he saw Lucy, snuggled down between Paul’s legs. She was on her knees, her fingers caressing Paul’s heavy balls as she sucked his turgid cock.Matt watched as Lucy looked up into Paul’s eyes, deeply focused upon him as her fingers and mouth worked in rhythm. She licked down the prominent vein on the front of Paul’s shaft, and flickered her tongue over his balls while her fingers encircled and stroked his shaft. One at a time, she drew Paul’s balls into her mouth and slurped greedily upon them while her thumb found a bead of precum and smeared it over his crown. Moments later, her mouth engulfed his head and she greedily licked off that glistening moisture.Paul slid his fingers to the back of Lucy’s head, and she sucked harder, with increasing urgency. Her head bobbed up and down as her lips and mouth hungrily devoured Paul’s impressive dick.Lucy glanced over and saw Matt’s eyes. Her left hand crawled up his thigh and found his dick, which was already swollen, while she took Paul deep in her mouth, holding the base of his shaft in her right hand. Her finger slipped around Matt and tugged at his erect heat.  Paul moved from his spot leaning against the pillows and positioned himself behind Lucy as she crawled over to Matt. When her lips met the crown of Matt’s cock, she traced the tip of her tongue over him, mixing his juice with Paul’s. In the next moment, Lucy’s moan filled the roam as Paul thrust deep inside her, sending a rush of heat through her body. Lucy pulled her mouth off of Matt’s dick, replacing it with her hand, afraid she would bite Matt with the way Paul was fucking her. As Paul settled into a rhythmic thrusting, Lucy stroked Matt synchronously and was finally able to take him back into her mouth. For several minutes, Paul thrust and filled Lucy’s pussy and she greedily devoured Matt’s cock. Their moans and grunts intertwined and filled the room. Heat surged into, through, and among them. Paul’s cock thrust in rhythm with Matt’s. Their hands roamed Lucy’s body, Paul’s on her hips and ass and Matt’s on her neck, shoulders and then cupping her hanging breasts. The competing and merging sensations were overwhelming. Lucy tossed her head back and let forth a deep moan that emerged isvecbahis from her belly. Her hand stroked to the base of Matt’s shaft, gripping him tight and coaxing his explosion. Paul, at the same time, buried himself at full depth and held still. All of them were poised at the edge. Paul drew back slowly, thrust deep again, and Lucy’s body rippled. She groaned again and the orgasm began emerging from deep within. Her pussy contracted and she started to stroke Matt again. Again, Paul slowly withdrew, and slammed forward at full depth, pinning Lucy. It was too much, the slowly emerging orgasm hurtled now to the surface and overwhelmed Lucy. Her throbbing pussy squeezed and pulsed around Paul’s shaft and he gave one final thrust before giving in and letting go, sailing over the edge and emptying himself deep inside her. While she moaned and shuddered, Lucy took Matt deep into her mouth and cupped his balls with her fingers. With a slew of strokes of his cock with her lips and his thrusts into her mouth Lucy drew Matt over the edge along with them and he released into her mouth, flooding her tongue and lips with his warm semen. The three collapsed and spent a few moments recovering before Lucy went into the bathroom to shower. Matt went down to the kitchen to brew coffee. As they sat at the bar along the backside of the kitchen island in their robes drinking coffee, Paul’s phone rang. He glanced at the number, picked up, and took the call in the great room. When Paul came back into the kitchen, his face was inscrutable. “It was Bria,” he told them. When they stared blankly at them, he added, “My girlfriend. Or ex-girlfriend. Or whatever.”When he said nothing more, Lucy asked, “Is everything okay? Are you okay? What did she say?”“She said she made a terrible mistake when she left me,” Paul answered. “She’s coming here. She bought herself a plane ticket. She wants to make amends and give it another go. She arrives at Salt Lake City at three o’clock. She said she understands if I don’t show up to pick her up, but she had to give it a shot.”“What are you going to do?” Lucy asked. “I don’t know,” Paul answered. “My pride says to leave her hanging. But every other fiber in my being says to go. Get her. We were, or are, or have been so good to each other. I just don’t know.”“Well,” Matt said, “if you pick her up and it doesn’t work out, you probably won’t have any lasting regrets. But if you let it go, it could be a decision you’d regret for a long time.”“That’s a good point,” Paul answered. “I’m going to give it some thought. Are you isveçbahis giriş guys headed to the slopes?”“Yes,” Matt replied. “We’ll probably be out there until 4:00 or so. If you pick her up, do you want to join us for dinner? Maybe it would be good to have a buffer, or maybe you need some alone time. Even if you don’t pick her up, you’re more than welcome to join us.”“That might be good, either way,” Paul responded. “Let’s exchange cell phone numbers, and I’ll text you and Lucy and work out a plan?”After they exchanged numbers and punched them into their phones, Lucy stood. “I’m going to get my things out to get ready for the slopes,” she said, “so maybe we’ll see you tonight?”She began to head toward the stairs, but then looked over at Paul. Grinning at herself with a newfound confidence he seemed to breed in her, she walked over to him. She leaned into him, pressed her lips to his, and worked her tongue gently into his mouth. Meanwhile, her fingernails slipped inside his robe against his chest, and down his belly, until her fingers found his penis.As her fingers wrapped lightly around him, she kissed her way to his ear, and then whispered, “Part of me hopes you don’t pick her up, and I can have you all to myself. And part of me wants to see the woman who has captured your mind.”She stepped back, smiled, turned, and said, “See you later.” As she walked up the stairs, Paul turned to Matt, and said, “You are one lucky man.”“I am,” Matt answered. “Yes, I am.”After they finished their coffees, Paul got his stuff together and headed to his Villa. Matt joined Lucy upstairs to prepare for a beautiful day on the slopes. ***Later that afternoon, not long after four o’clock, Matt and Lucy took their last run of the day, skiing right up to the back porch of their villa. It had been sunny, just below freezing, with plenty of powder. In short, the conditions had been ideal.They walked up the back steps, left their boots on the porch, and stripped down to their base layers. Matt turned on the hot tub and went to grab them each a beer while Lucy sat at the kitchen bar. She grabbed her phone and read a text from Paul, “I decided to pick up Bria. Will touch base about dinner after we get settled.”Lucy told Matt about the text, and they moved to the great room where Matt turned on the gas fireplace. Across the way, they could see that Paul and Bria had arrived from the airport. In fact, Paul appeared to have had the same idea as Matt. He was handing Bria a beer, just after lighting the fireplace Each couple sat on their couch. They all isveçbahis yeni giriş saw one another, and waved. Paul was in jeans and a flannel shirt. Bria had been wearing boots, and was now barefoot in jeans and a sweater.Paul picked up his phone and texted Lucy, “I told Bria about you guys. Dinner at 7?”Lucy replied, “Sounds good. How much did you tell her?”Paul answered, “Everything.”Lucy: “Everything?”Paul: “Bria has become very open-minded.”Lucy: “That sounds interesting.”Paul: “She wants to know who I’m texting.”Lucy raised her cell phone and waved. In response, Bria and Paul lifted their beers and air-toasted Matt and Lucy.Bria slid her fingers over Paul’s thigh and said, “So it’s true? Did you really watch them?”“Yes,” Paul answered, “I really did.”“It was one thing to hear about it,” Bria replied, sliding her fingers further up Paul’s thigh and then slid her palm over his crotch. “It’s so much sexier seeing where it happened, and seeing them.”Bria set her pint glass down on the end table and leaned into Paul. Her lips brushed against his, and he kissed her back. Her fingers never left his crotch and rested there, covering him. Their mouths opened and their tongues lazily danced.“I’m so glad you were willing to give us another chance,” she said. “I just got… overwhelmed, and I ran. I’m sorry. It was a mistake.”“I admit I thought about not picking you up,” Paul answered. “But deep down I knew I had to. We’re too good together not to give it another chance. Butt let’s let it go for now. Let’s have a good week and enjoy our time here. And when we get home, we’ll start sorting things out.”She looked into his eyes, kissed him again, and said, “Thank you. I have some making up to do, and I’m sorry I missed out on all the fun around here.”They kissed again, each brushing touch of their lips together further intensifying the moment in the room. Their tongues met and brushed and tasted one another. Their breaths shortened. Fingers wandered and caressed with increasing desire.“Who says it’s all over?” Paul replied, his hand scrolling across Bria’s thigh.Bria kissed him harder now, their tongues locking tighter together, stroking and tasting.“Good point,” Bria answered, amid the kiss. “Maybe the fun is just getting started. And Maybe we should repay the favor.”“Repay the favor?” Paul asked, and, as he did, Bria stood in front of him, her back to the window. Her fingers moved to her waist, and she unfastened her jeans, pulled them slowly off her hips, and let them fall to the floor. She stood in her sweaters and a thong. In the dusk, the firelight lit up her bare flesh.“Is this a good start?” Bria asked, feeling impish, emboldened and sexy.“A beautiful start,” Paul answered. “Although …” he trailed off, watching her, their eyes dancing at one another.

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