Counter offer...

"Here's what I'm offering, but just for you... everybody else gets their own deal," I began, allowing my fingers to trace along her, not touching any of the most sensitive regions. Yet.

"Fine, you each get a day, but in return, I get the other three," I offered. "But, and I want to stress this, it's not dictatorial powers."

"Wasn't suggesting that, just... a day where we know that if we need or want something or someone, everyone else won't interfere." Carla squirmed a bit, tugging on her wrist again. "I uhm, you're really making it hard to think here."

"Sure, allowing for mood, and all other wonderful things that go along with being with someone long term," I nibbled at the back of her neck. "Every week, on your day, as long as I'm in the mood... of course, I don't recall ever not being in the mood recently."

"You're terrible, Brent," Carla pressed back against me looking for more contact. "Can I make deals to get time on somebody else's day, or your day for that matter?"

"Sure, but it'll be a pain in the ass to communicate with everybody when you want to do it... Damn it, this is starting to sound like actual work." I tugged lightly on her lower hair with my hand, bringing a hiss to her lips.

"And we haven't even started talking about finances yet," Carla groaned as I allowed my finger to slip between her outer lips and tease at her warm body. Course, she wasn't as warm as the hot tub, but there was a slickness there from her that I enjoyed. "Fuck yes. Ok, shit, I give, Brent, I give, what do you want?" She moaned out as my hand again moved to stroke at her belly after the pleasurable contact.

"No more twin games..." I bit at her neck again, causing another shudder to run through her. I allowed my teeth to linger for a moment, pulling back to see the soft hemispherical mark. "Only when you tell me beforehand."

"So... we can still play them then," Carla groaned loudly, displaying her neck fully as I pulled back.

"Not on anybody in what we have going on here," I objected. "You want to fuck with somebody who's being an asshole, be my guest, but you don't treat me or our girlfriends like that. "

"So... are you going to do this to my sister?" Carla gasped as my hands teased her again. "You going to make her be good?"

The image of the fantasy I admit was rather hot, and the way Carla said it caused a chill to run through me despite the warm bubbles and only slightly cool air.

"Ah, ah, AH! Remember what I said," I nipped at her ear again and she giggled at the touch.

"A spanking, perhaps," She wiggled her ass against the stone seat; an act that was not unnoticed by my primitive brain. "Tie her down, on a bed, and spank her." She suddenly affected a very high and girlish squeal. "A spanking! A spanking!"

"You two and your British movies," I brought my hand away from her body, and slid my other hand from her wrist to her shoulders. "We should discuss this further inside."

I pressed her upwards, and she eagerly rose to her feet, the warm water streaming off her. She turned and extended her hand as she did so, and I eagerly grasped it, allowing her to lead me back to the open sliding glass door.