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The idea was turning me on, but somehow his presentation was turning me off. He just wanted to show me off? “No, Theo. What if someone took a video?”
He growled. “I bet we look so hot together. Fuck, Lacey. You can’t prance around in that bikini all day and not expect me to get horny.”
Theo spun me around in his arms and I realized that one of his friends was standing not even ten feet away from us, watching while he drank his beer. Theo’s forearm was resting under my breasts, pinning my back to his chest. His other hand pinched one of my nipples, before snaking down my stomach and then sliding between my legs. His fingers began stroking me, circling my clit teasingly before penetrating my pussy over and over again. In and out.
He was groaning in my ear. “You’re so fucking wet. You like this, baby.” It was a statement, not a question.
I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the guy watching us and I wondered briefly if he was going to join in, but I wasn’t sure if I wanted him to.
I fought the orgasm that I felt building, but Theo knew exactly how to touch me. It didn’t take long before my head was tossed back against Theo’s shoulder and I was coming. I clamped my mouth shut, not making a single peep.
“Fuck, beautiful, I’ve got to get inside of you.”
He yanked my bikini bottom all the way down my legs, then spun me around so that I was facing the railing. By that time, I noticed that the other two guys had joined the first to watch the show.
Theo placed my hands on the warm metal railing. “Hold on tight, beautiful.”
I stared at the bouncing waves while he pulled his shorts down. He kicked my legs further apart, thrust his dick into me from behind, and then began fucking me like a pornstar. This time, I didn’t orgasm. It felt like forever but probably was only a few minutes when he finally pulled out and shot his load on my lower back and ass with a caveman-like grunt.
I spent the rest of the time on the yacht below deck. Several times, Theo tried to get me to join the men, who were up on the deck drinking, hanging out, and laughing like nothing happened. I told him I was tired and he let me be.
That was the beginning of the end for Theo and I. When I confronted him about it later, he claimed that what we did wasn’t so bad, just a little kinky.
That was true. It wasn’t even close to the kinkiest thing I’d ever done. My heart wanted so badly to give Theo the benefit of the doubt. We were both drunk. And I’d hoped that he was going to be the one for me. I was starting to think about marriage and babies.
But I couldn’t stop that niggling of suspicion. I was suspicious of his motives. After remembering what Kaylie went through, I started worrying that there might be hidden cameras in his bedroom. I just didn’t trust him anymore. I wondered if he was cheating on me during all his business trips.
I dumped him about a month after that sailing trip on the yacht. He didn’t put up too much of a fight, so I obviously did the right thing. Fuck him and fuck men. Why did it have to be this hard?
Kaylie helped me through that heartbreak. Did I mention that I’d had a threesome with Kaylie’s husband and her brother back in my wilder days? That was all firmly in the past. She and Sidney were meant to be together. They were soulmates. And I was lucky to be the maid of honor at their wedding.
During that awful breakup with Theo was when Kaylie told me she was pregnant with twins. That’s when the biological clock really began to tick. It was ticking with an urgency. Somehow, time had crept up on me. I was 34 years old. I needed a plan. Hopefully, the doctor could give me some options.
The lady in the white suit glanced over at me and then smiled faintly. She was nervous.
I held back for a second, then it all just came sliding out. “I’m thinking of getting my eggs frozen. Or maybe just skipping over that part and getting pregnant using a sperm donor.”
She arched an eyebrow. “How old are you?”
“Almost 35.”
She nodded. “Get pregnant as soon as you can.”
I don’t know why I kept talking. “I’d prefer for my baby to have a father in the picture. But all the men I know are weak assholes. If I wait for prince charming to come around...” I shrugged.
The room was silent for a minute or two.
“I don’t love my husband. He doesn’t even have the faintest clue how to satisfy me in bed. He’s just the sperm donor in my case.”
It seemed like an awfully harsh thing for her to say about her husband. “I, uh, I don’t know what to say. That’s...” My voice trailed off.
“Sad? Nah. I chose my husband specifically for his ability to be a good father. I get all the sexual satisfaction I need elsewhere.”
“Oh.” I didn’t know her situation, so I wasn’t about to get all judgy on her.
“My therapist told me that sometimes very strong women have trouble giving up control in bed.” She cocked her head as if in thought. “Let me ask you, have you ever been in love?”
I thought for a long moment. “No, not really.”
