Collaboration Ch. 03

Courtney stared down at her phone, the third unanswered call from Noah ringing away. She was as ready as she could be. She'd spent the afternoon in two different frenzies: first, she had spent an hour after lunch giving herself away to her older collaborator-slash-manager, second; she had spent the rest of the afternoon hurriedly scraping together a plan on how to keep this from obliterating her engagement. Courtney took a deep breath and picked up the call.

"Hey, babe."

"Hey!" Noah was eager for information. Anything, anything at all, to keep his mind from racing through the many, many possibilities he had been fantasizing about all day. "So, uh, something happened?"

"Promise you won't be mad."

"Y-you know I can't do that." Noah's mind raced even faster. He was driving home, having finally checked his phone after a long work day. Courtney's message had hit him like a truck:"Come straight home. I might have been bad..."He'd called her immediately, but had only gotten her to pick up on his third call, halfway through his commute.

Courtney kept her tone flirtatious. "Well you're the one who told me to have fun."

"Okay. True." Noah took a breath. "I couldn't ever stay mad at you. Just tell me everything."

"From the start?"

"Yes." Noah was speeding, barely able to focus on the road.

Courtney sighed with relief, then began her retelling. "Well. We met up for coffee at the shop, it was totally chill at first. He wants us to join him on another trip..."

"Yeah? Where?"

"To Miami. Some big fancy resort down there... right on the beach. It has a club and everything. I get the impression he wants me there for both work and...play." She took a breath, letting the last sentence sit for a moment. "But we can talk about that later. So we chatted and chatted, then time came to leave the shop. And we didn't want to just stop talking so..." she gathered her thoughts. "...we got to walking and, I'm sorry babe but I just zoned out. I walked straight home."

"Fuck, Courtney." Noah was more astonished than concerned. She'd been adamant that nothing was going to happen again with Jason. "Did he know it was ours?"

"Not at first." Courtney cringed as she thought back on her mistake. "But then I told him..."

"Courtney, you aresobad." Noah was only a couple blocks away now. His comment was teasing, with a tone of surprise rather than admonishment.

Courtney kept going, now feeling more like she was gossiping than making a confession. "And we ended up going upstairs to the apartment so I could give him a tour. Which I guess was kind of true."

Noah's heart was racing. "Oh my god babe what happened?"

"I don't really even remember the first part... but he got really close behind me, and I turned around, and," Courtney hesitated for a second, before blurting it out. "We started making out."

Noah couldn't think of anything to say. He just sat there, awed. Part of him, a logical part, realized he could be mad about this. Hecouldtell Courtney that she'd said this wouldn't happen.

"Babe?" Courtney nervously waited for a response.

But Noah couldn't be mad. Because the overwhelming emotion in his head was‌ thrilled desire. She had done what he'd been fantasizing about, and she was also admitting it right away, soothing his angst.

"God damn, Courtney... I'm so fucking hard right now. What happened next?"

"What happened next? What do you meeean?" Courtney teased him a little, unable to resist the temptation to drag out his desires a little further.

"Did anything else happen after that?" Noah parked his car. He was only a minute's walk from his front door now.

A smile crossed Courtney's face. Noah clearly wasn'tthatmad. He wasn't interrogating her. No, instead, he was ravenous fordetails. "Well, I couldn't resist. I had to have just a little more... so I got on my knees, and I unzipped his pants..."

"Fuck. Courtney. Please..." Noah was delirious as he ascended the steps. "Tell me."

"I sucked his dick, Noah." Courtney admitted matter-of-factly. Once she said it however, her confidence seemed to stall. She'd been reckless earlier, and Noah was sensitive. Had she finally crossed the line?

Noah came bursting into the apartment, a man possessed, desperate for his fiancée. She was standing in the middle of the room, phone in hand, and he was all over her in a second, continuing his questions as he kissed her all over. "You sucked him off?" He asked breathlessly.

Courtney could tell just from the look on Noah's face that he wasn't even slightly mad at her. He had that desperate, hungry-puppydog look he got when they were dirty talking about her last time with Jason. "Yeah, right here in this room. Are you mad at me?"

Noah took a long breath. "No. I think. It's complicated. But I'm too fucking turned on to care."

"Youtoldme to have fun, you know." She teased his waistband as she eyed the tent in his pants. "And trust me, I did."

"God damn, Courtney... holy shit..." Noah ground himself into her, desperate for more.

"Wanna hear all about it?"

"Please."

She softly pushed him back to the couch, carefully keeping her phone in hand. "Well, you know, I really had a lot of trouble taking his cock into my throat last time... so I really really wanted to see how good I could get at it."

They both slid onto the couch as Courtney unfastened Noah's belt and pulled his dick out. She slowly pumped it as she stared him in the eye. A twinge of genuine pity struck her:Poor Noah. He doesn't know the half of it.

"This time I took him all the way into the back of my throat." Courtney bit her lip as she spoke.

Noah leaned back on the couch, letting out an astonished moan. "No fucking way."

"Yeah fucking way." Courtney moved both her hands as deftly as she could, one jerking her fiancé's cock, one on her phone. "Wanna see?"

Noah's head pushed forward, and his eyes shot open in shock. Courtney was playing a video on her phone. It was her kneeling, with her lips around Jason's cock.

"Did you think I would forget to get you a little something?"

"H-holy shit babe." Noah's cock throbbed.

"Yeah? Do you enjoy seeing hisbig fucking dickgo down my throat?"

"Ohgod- fuck" Noah said, shocked by her tone. "Yes, god, yes."

"I sat on my knees and took his dick down my throat forminutes.Is that what you meant by 'fun' today? You wanted me to practice sucking Jason's dick?"

Noah only moaned in response, barely able to keep it together.

"Because I have a little secret to share with you. If you keep leaving us alone like this..." She smiled as she watched herself deepthroat Jason's cock on screen. "I'm going to get on my knees again. I can't help it... I might even be a little obsessed with that perfect cock of his. I'm going to want it inside of me again." Courtney jacked him off as she bit her lip, ready to make her final confession. "Speaking of which-"

"Oh FUCK." Noah's legs tightened up and his voice shuddered as he came, two jets of cum shooting out, draping over his shirt and Courtney's hand. "God... dammit." Neither of them had been expecting him to blow his load this fast.

Courtney stopped to gather her thoughts. Her plan had been to unravel the truth slowly, to take advantage of Noah's heightened arousal to reveal just how far the day had gone. But now he was spent. The words stopped cold in her mouth.

Noah wordlessly unbuttoned his shirt, using it to clean Courtney's hand. "Wow babe... sorry. That really, really got me." He chucked the balled-up shirt into the corner of the room and then slipped off the couch into a kneeling position. His hands were around Courtney's leggings in an instant, and he steadily peeled them off. "Let me make it up to you?"

Courtney panicked internally, alarm bells flashing in her brain. Noah did not know that she had done more than just suck dick.Think! Say something, Courtney!"B-babe. Uh, it's okay. We can-"

"No, no, I want to." Noah peeled her leggings off past her ankles.

"We can mess around later," Courtney said, her mind filling with sudden flashes of her earlier tryst with Jason. Her pussy was still throbbing from the hard fucking she'd received earlier. "Uh, if you want." The sexy-girl act was melting away in the face of her embarrassment.

"No, I want to get you off, babe. I want to." Noah grabbed her lacy panties and peeled them slowly off of her slit and down her smooth legs.

Courtney was ready to face the consequences, but she couldn't bring herself to admit it out loud. Would he see?

Noah finally slid her underwear down and off her legs, now in the perfect position to eat her out. He had never seen her so turned on. Her pussy was red with desire, a slick sheen of wetness all over her normally cute and pink lips. Noah was quite familiar with his fiancée's pussy‌, and it hadn't ever looked like this. Jealousy washed over him. Jason had a significant effect on her. He hadnevergotten Courtney even half this horny below. With only one option for reclamation, he dove in.

Courtney was confused. Had he... not noticed? She had showered, of course, but even then, Jason had so thoroughly ravished her that her pussy still felt sore. She'd been in a constant state of raw arousal since Jason had left, and there was no way everything was "normal" down there. But that didn't matter. Noah was eating her out like she was his last meal. She allowed herself to relax.

In the depths of post-nut-clarity, Noah thought through everything. He loved knowing that Courtney enjoyed herself. And she clearly had. Hehadasked for this, outwardly or not. Hell, in his dreams, he had asked formore.Courtney was normally so docile. Seeing the effect Jason had on her, seeing her choking on his huge dick, was too erotic to deny. He had wanted her to do this. Noah kept lapping at her pussy, astonished at her wetness. She wanted to fuck Jason earlier, didn't she?

Courtney's confusion melted away as she fell into the familiar feeling of being serviced by Noah. It was sweet how much softer ‌a lover he was than Jason. He carefully licked at her, drawing the usual warm and fuzzy feelings out of her clit, as opposed to the hot and erotic feelings she had experienced earlier, as Jason's cock split her in half. At that moment, she had been Jason's slut. Now, she was returning home to her place as Noah's fiancée. She let go of her guilt and relaxed under his diligent tongue. Deep in the back of her mind, her ego was wallowing in pleasure with the taboo of what Noah was doing. Just a couple of hours ago, her pussy had been full of cock. Now Noah was licking her, none the wiser. Her muscles tensed slightly, and she cooed as Noah brought her to a comfortable climax.

--

Courtney could not bring herself to admit to fucking Jason. Maybe even to herself. Today, she had again gotten completely out of control, an experience becoming increasingly common, and she wasn't ready to come face to face with it. Besides, with Noah's little "excursion downstairs" there was no chance of admitting it now, or else she would pile on the surprises a little too thick. Yet every time she thought of Noah between her legs, where Jason's magnificent cock had been just a couple of hours earlier, a thrill ran through her. Another secret that she would need to keep safe.

But that was it. No more lying, either to Noah or to herself. They had to set some rules for this. The previous plan, to let the one night with Jason in California pass as a steamy memory, was dead. Inevitably, something would eventually happen again. Courtney realized she couldn't trust herself to stay out of trouble with Jason anymore.

They had separated after a long, silent cuddling session, and Courtney was reheating some leftovers as she worked up the guts to speak. She broke the strange awkwardness that hung over their apartment. "So. Babe. Where do we go from here?"

Noah had swapped into comfier clothes and was resting on the couch. He looked up and replied. "Yeah. Good question." He took a moment to think. "Doyouwant to go to Miami?"

Courtney bit her lip. "I do. It would be fun to let loose down there. And... the paycheck would be nice. But it doesn't have to be anything more than a work trip, if you say so."As long as you handcuff yourself to me,she thought.

Noah let out a long sigh. "I want to go. With you. And I..." Noah gathered his confidence. He had to take the reins. He couldn't send her down there without telling her the whole truth. "I wanna see you with him again." Noah made a careful, vulnerable face, like he wasn't sure how she would respond.

Courtney celebrated internally. She reallywasgoing to have her cake and eat it too. "Noah. We're in this together. Yes this is crazy. But I wanna be crazywithyou, okay?" She set her plate of food down on the coffee table and curled up next to Noah on the couch. "So we need to get our boundaries straight if this is gonna work."

Noah nodded, thinking it through. "Okay. Rule number one. I want to be there. I want to see. Like the first time. Don't get me wrong- today was amazing. But from here out, I'm there, okay?"

"Deal."

"Okay. And, um, just sex, okay? No dates. No PDA. Nothing... intimate, I guess?"

Courtney took a moment. This rule was vague. Waskissingtoo much? "Okay. No dates or PDA. But I can't read your mind. So you need to tell me if things feel too intimate, okay?"

"Okay. That's true. We can feel it out." Noah took another long breath. There was one major unspoken issue. Noah had to bring it up. "You're not on the pill, babe. Do you think that maybe condoms would be a good idea or-"

Courtney responded almost instinctively, asserting herself. "Babe. I hate to admit it but... It feels so fucking good. I can time things out, I already keep track anyway." This time it was Courtney making the pained expression. "And it's not like it'll be all the time. We'll only spend a weekend with Jason every once in a while, go crazy, and play it safe depending on timing. You and I would if... you know." Courtney took a tiny jab at Noah's performance. Condoms were the only way he could last more than a couple of strokes, so they had just come naturally to them.

Noah felt a knot of jealousy forming in his stomach, accompanied by the familiar rush of blood to his dick. "Jesus... that's kind of hot, babe." His desires were hijacking his brain again. "Okay. Butpromiseto be safe."

"Yay! Thank you!" Courtney snuggled in tight to him before pulling back and giving him a mischievous look. "How do I get the feeling you're just as excited as me?" She looked down at the tent forming in his pajama pants. "Are you excited to see me get fucked raw?" She asked impishly.

"Ugh, fuck, yes, I am."

"Does it turn you on? Knowing he's going to get me so raw, so close, and you still don't?" Courtney was starting to enjoy twisting the knife a little.

"Fuck, Courtney..." Noah was dumbstruck.

Courtney changed tones. "You shouldn't be afraid of what you're into, you know." She might have been speaking to herself even more than she was speaking to her fiancé. "We can have our secrets. Just between us." She kissed Noah softly and sat up. "Now. Back to rules."

"Right. Uh, Just Jason, okay? Nobody else."

"That's easy. No problem there."I will just slowly go crazy as I wait week after week for good dick...

"And... I think that's it."

"Can I suggest a couple?" Courtney's hand slowly pet circles on Noah's chest.

"Sure." Noah looked on expectantly.

"This is stupid. But. No other girls. Okay? If it's just going to be Jason... It's just going to be Jason. I know. I know. But I can't even bear to think-"

"I can do that. It won't even be that hard!" Noah laughed softly to himself. "I'm not exactly a ripped influencer with a million-something followers."

"Awh babe, you have your charms! And I want them all to myself. Sorry." She gave him a big doe-eyed expression. "Last rule. Can you promise to forgive me if I fuck up? I feel afraid I'm gonna do something I shouldn't."

Noah took a long breath. This was a big ask. But he needed to place his trust in her for any of this to work. "Promise. Do what comes natural. I'll tell you if I'm uncomfortable. I promise."

Having finally had a real talk about what they were doing, the couple finally could enjoy the evening together. The rest of the night passed warmly, the spring sunset casting a warm glow over the newly changed couple as they went about their old routine.

--

Jason opened the text. It was from Noah.

"Figured I would hit up the group since we're all supposed to be going. We are totally down to do Miami. We talked over everything you guys did yesterday and I just have a couple questions. Call me when you can talk."

Jason's brow furrowed. Justwhatdid 'everything' mean? Well, given the rest of the text, it either meant 'everything' or 'nothing'. Jason dialed Noah's number, ready for anything.

"Hey, Jason?" Noah asked on the other side.

"Yep. How's it going?"

"Good. Look, I know about you and Courtney yesterday. I just want you to know it's all cool, but if anything else is going to happen in Miami, I'm gonna know about it, alright?"

Jason cracked a smile. He had struck solid gold with these two. The barriers in front of Courtney were coming down fast. He responded calmly, despite the excitement building in his chest. "Deal. Nothing happens behind your back." Jason looked out the window as he relaxed his tone. "Noah, I wanna level with you."

"Uh. Okay."

"Look. This is pretty different, what we're doing. But," Jason paused. "I don't think there has to be winners and losers in this, okay? Courtney is a minx. A complete stunner. But she's half my age. And then some. My career as the fun handsome travel guy is over if she and I become a thing. Can you imagine the controversy?"

Noah mulled it over for a second before responding. "I think I get what you mean. And, I can relate. Because if her and you become a... 'thing'...then well, I guess my life is pretty much over too. So it can't happen." He mustered every bit of confidence he had to put some edge in his voice.

"Exactly. It's in nobody's interest that any hearts are stolen. You and I know exactly what we want out of this." Jason stayed even-tempered.

"We do?" Noah said, relaxing a little, if only out of curiosity.

"Let me put it this way. Imagine you own a really nice sports car. Something fast. Now, Noah, can you drive a fast car on a racetrack?"

"I've never even tried."

"So if you wanted to see everything that beautiful car could do... would you drive it yourself?"

"Uh... I guess not." Noah wasn't sure where this was going.

"Exactly. You'd get some professional to drive and you'd sit in the passenger seat while you went flying around at two hundred miles per hour. And then you'd be seeing that car at full potential."

It clicked for Noah. "And you, you're my pro?"

"Yup. Courtney is like the finest little red Italian supercar that money can buy. Would you really keep her all cooped up at home, unable to unleash her full potential? All you gotta do is just hand me the keys now and then."

"Uh, I guess that... makes sense. She deserves to be treatedright. But I need you to be totally honest with us, okay." Noah built up the courage to confront Jason, if only a little. "Do not mess with her. You can have your fun, but you don't get to do whatever you want. She and I are a team."

"Scout's honor. Of course I will treat her with respect. But point taken. I trust you will let me know when things go too far foryou?"

Noah carefully replied: "You'll hear about it."

"Good man. You know this is all in the name of good fun."