Taking it deep.

The thought of having David shoot his load deep up inside her filled Beth with excitement. Somebody should...
"Give me that cum, David. Shoot that load up in me, baby."
"Shit, baby...that's....oh fuck!" David gripped her hips, pumping his cock as deep as he could inside her until she could feel the warmth of his spunk bloom inside her.
"Yes...yes...yes....give it to me...God I love that feeling..." she was close to babbling, and she hung on for dear life as David emptied himself. She could feel the cum squelching at the base of his cock as his thrusts **** it out. After catching her breath, she stood up from his cock, letting a dribble of white seed leak out.

"Fuck... I fucked up..." David whispered.
"I don't know, baby. I thought it was pretty good..." she grabbed some napkins to wipe up the excess cum before locating her clothes.
"Yeah... but..." David seemed to be coming back down from his orgasm, and was feeling guilty. Beth couldn't deny a little guilt herself, {if Shame < 83
}but it had felt so good that she chose not to worry about it. {else
}but she also couldn't deny how much she had needed it. {endif
}
They both cleaned up and got dressed. When David returned from the washroom, he still looked concerned.
"Maybe you should go, and let me finish up."
"Are you worried that if I stay, we won't get any more work done?" Beth laughed. The flirting surprised her a little, but she had enjoyed having his cum shot deep into her so much that she was still feeling it.
"Yeah. We shouldn't..." he looked like he wanted to go another round, but he was trying to do the right thing. The right thing? After what we did? Still, that's cute.
"Ok... I guess you're right." Beth sauntered over and gave him a big kiss. "See you Monday."

On her way to her car, she got a call from Brian.
"Hey, baby!" she answered. Shit. I didn't call him.
"Hey, I just got home from the event. We wrapped early. Where are you? Kyle said you haven't been home yet."
"Wait... Kyle? Your brother? He's at the house?"
"Yeah... shit I guess I forgot to tell you. He got in today, so he's here."
"That's great." She grabbed the door handle of her car and climbed inside. "I'm sorry, I stayed late to help David. He needs to prep for a big case that's appearing in court on Monday." She turned the car over. "I thought I'd be home before you, so I guess I just forgot to text you."
"Oh, that's fine. I was just..."
"Aw... you were worried about me?" she grimaced.
"Maybe..."
"Well, I'm in the car now, I'll see you guys in a bit."
"Ok, love you."
Beth winced. "Love you too."

~

When Beth arrived at home, Brian was in shorts and a t-shirt, but he didn't appear to have showered yet, and when she hugged him he smelled faintly of cologne, perfume, and cigar smoke. She didn't mind too much though, and she hoped that he wasn't suspicious of her lingering hug and passionate kiss.
Kyle Jackson, Corporal, U.S. Army (Ret.) introduced himself. He was in jeans and a tight green t-shirt, and despite his extended hand, she gave him a hug instead. They enjoyed a late dinner, ordering pizza and drinking beer while Kyle and Beth got acquainted. Freshly discharged, he had taken a military transport from Damascus to Tel Aviv, and flown from Tel Aviv to JFK. After a quick 12 hour layover in Manhattan, during which Kyle had crashed with a friend in Brooklyn, he had gotten on a plane to LAX that had gotten in at around noon. He was jet lagged, though the 12 hours spent on the east coast helped a little bit. He would be looking for a job, and an apartment, but Brian was quick to assure him that he could stay with them for a while without a problem.
Beth began to notice Brian's eagerness to show himself as hospitable to his brother, and seemed to be bending over backward to make Kyle feel welcome and loved. Beth would have chalked it up to just being a proud big brother, if it hadn't been for the look that Kyle had given Brian after a particular bout of gushing praise and pride, which had caused Brian to subside into "yeah"'s and "so, anyway..."s. Something weird was going on there.
Eventually, jet lag caught up to Kyle. Beth and Brian headed upstairs to let him sleep.