Morning with friends

I woke up, still naked, Ryan sleeping beside me. I looked at him differently. I looked at him, feeling different about him. He's still the same caring, conscientious man I love, but I realised that he would never be able to make me feel the way Trevor did last night.

Trevor had been clear. I would not be leaving Ryan. But I would make myself available to him and do anything, and anyone he wanted. I knew this was wrong, but if you felt what I did last night, you would do the same.

The blankets were off my chest, my tits exposed, nipple hard. Ryan woke up, looked at me and smiled. "That's a great sight to wake up to."

I cupped my tits "What, these old things?" I played with them and brought a nipple to my mouth, looking at him.

"Damn Kirstin, that's not fair. You know that get's me hard."

"Let me see" He pulled back the blankets and exposed his erection. I smiled at him, while inside I wondered how such a small cock ever made me cum. "Well, I better help you out then. You wouldn't want to fuck my tits and cum all over them would you?"

He was shocked at how I spoke, but did not waste the opportunity. It did not take long for him to cum between my tits. He thanked me and headed to the washroom. I clean off his cum, so little of it. I had done as I was told. Trevor wanted me to fuck him last night and tit fuck him this morning. I'm not sure why, but I did as I was told.

Last night Boyd wanted nothing to do with seeing April today, so I was moving to plan B. Ryan left the washroom, headed downstairs, after kissing me. Damn, even his kisses don't move me anymore.

I showered, where I shaved my legs and trimmed my pussy. I had to masturbate again. I dried off and put on an nicer sundress. again, no bras or panties. Trevor told me until I got new, sexy stuff, I was forbidden from wearing any. Nothing I had would please him, so I was going without.

I walked downstairs, not as concerned if my tits were visibly shaking. Ryan had breakfast ready. Boyd was sulking.

I kissed him on the head "It's ok honey, things will get better." He said nothing, just looked at his plate. I walked over to Ryan, his eyes on my tits. We hugged, but he said nothing. "I texted Brandy. I'm going over to have coffee and talk.

"Ok." I walked out of the kitchen, heading to the door. Plan B was me going to see Trevor at 10 am. He didn't give me any other directions, but I was really hoping it meant I was getting fucked.

I walked next door, a little concerned when I saw Brandy and Steven's cars. I rang the door bell and Steven opened the door.

"Hey Kirstin" Steven was mid 40's, tall, good looking. A former Football player. He smiled and let me in.

"Brandy's in the kitchen with Melonie." Brandy was a bit younger then Steven, tall, almost 5'10", brunet, with a lean body and firm breast. I was always jealous of her when she would walk around the pool in a bikini, showing off her tight ass and belly. I felt her body was perfect, looked like a model. Even her smaller tits were perfect. Melonie was there 21 yr old daughter. She had just graduated college, ready to go to law school next. Melonie did not take after mom at all, except she was equally stunning. She was short, 5'2", with long red hair and a gymnast body, she small breast.

I was a little self conscious walking in dressed as I was. But Steven did not seem to mind. I followed him to the kitchen and what I saw both shocked and thrilled me.