Starting Simple

"This is nice, Brent, just having you with me." Carla commented, nuzzling her head against my chest. The pain was fading and I lay back into the pillows, just trying to concentrate on the beautiful woman in my arms.

"Phew... Ok..." I panted softly, still trying to catch the last remnants of my breath. I was going to need at least a little bit of a breather before doing anything like this again. Not that I minded, especially thinking about the fact that Carla was the second woman I'd had unprotected sex with in as many days. "I like having you with me too."

"So, that's why we need rules. Imagine you and me, just like this, and there's a bang on the door. Bang, bang, bang... Who is it? It's my sister, and she just needs to borrow you for a second..."

The slight pain in my head throbbed as I thought of the image. The concept of having to get up and do just a little favor for Kaila at this moment was not something I really wanted to have in there. Actually it was kinda ruining the moment I was sharing with Carla. I think Carla must have noticed my expression change because she continued with a wry grin.

"See, totally ruins the mood, and makes you worried about everybody else. But, because you made this MY time, clearly, we're good. So, we need to set up a schedule, just as the bare bones. I'm not going to start with vote splitting in a natural party environment."

"Ok, you totally lost me there, and I'm actually interested," I smiled a bit, pulling her into me.

"I'll continue the negotiations on the veranda..." Carla slid away from me and stood, rising to her feet facing away from me, and giving me an excellent view of her ass. A slight throb of blood through my head made me reach for the nearby water glass and down it, before turning my gaze back to Carla. She walked nude to the sliding glass door and pulled it open.

"Look at that, a Hot Tub," She looked back over one shoulder with a grin, and then stepped out onto the overlook, walking out of sight rapidly. I heard the soft sound of a whirring motor, then the bubble of water. The light was starting to dim a bit, and the shadows outside the room had become longer.

I boggled a little at Carla's forwardness, before remembering that the patio was enclosed with a waist high wrought iron fence. It was a pretty safe thing to do for a daring act, after all. I shook the last vestiges of the ache from my head and rose to my feet, quickly moving to the glass door. I looked out, and saw Carla in the nearby brown sunken pool, the bubbles seductively concealing various parts of her. I couldn't help but feel a bit awkward walking onto the patio nude, but the first touch of the hot water against my foot eased my nerves considerably.

"Soooo... I want a day," Carla grinned.

"I think you're getting one right now." I pointed out, lowering myself into the water.

"Nope, I want a day where you're mine. Arranged before hand, we talk it out with the girls, but I want one full twenty four hour period where you are mine a week." Carla smirked.

"You know, you're assuming a lot," I smiled back, enjoying the feeling of the water as her foot ran along my leg. She felt good, and I couldn't help but wonder how many times I'd already been with her. "You're assuming you get to call the shots."

"Oh, so we're going with that, huh... just keep in mind we can still outvote you four to one if you want to try to make this a democracy."

"Well, I'm not going to speak for anyone's votes, I think we'll see at the ballot box," I slid my hands along the cool stone of the tub, or at least it felt like stone. It felt nice at least, the slightly rough material dragging across my fingertips as Carla's foot continued to run up and down.

"Do you want me to try to come up with something that will work or not? C'mon Brent, you can't sexually satisfy us all every day without fail. Just not humanly possible." Carla rolled her eyes slightly.

"Ahh, but what a way to go." I joked back. "If I had to pick a method of my own execution..."