Cassie On Show

By Mary Tales

When their lips parted, Cassie stared at Noel. Her cheeks had reddened, not all from the passion. "Is it okay? That I'm turned on by looking at another woman doing that. It doesn't freak you out?"

Now it was Noel's turn to guide Cassie into a kiss, a reassuring peck. "Did it feel like I was freaked out?"

Cassie smiled and blushed. Her hands ran up and down Noel's thighs and squeezed the muscle. "But what if.... What if I told you that it's got me thinking about making love with her?"

"With Megumi?" Noel glanced up at the screen. Cassie followed his gaze, and the conversation was derailed for a long moment as they both took in the image of a beautiful woman on the other side of the world freeze-framed in the throes of passion. Cassie nodded.

"It's just a fantasy. I mean.... I'm sure it's just a fantasy. I don't think she'd want to.... And I'm not saying her instead of you, or girls instead of men. I love you too much.... And I need you in me regularly."

Noel stopped Cassie with another kiss. "I love you, and I am so very glad that I get to be in you regularly." Cassie giggled. "Judging by these pictures, the fantasy might just go both ways. We'll have to see what happens when she comes here. Just so long as I don't have to fight her for you. She may be small, but she's got swords."

"If anything does happen when she's here, you'll want to watch, won't you?"

"Hell, I'll want to join in."

Building on events in the earlier stories, Cassie and Noel take their relationship up a notch, making love without barriers, and Cassie's exhibitionism goes to the next level. They invite her friend Megumi to watch as they make love. Megumi is on the other side of the planet, but they'll find a way to make it work.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mary Tales
• Release date: Jul 23, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310408038

Mary Tales

With a surname like Tales, what else could young Mary do. She's a very naughty lady with a vivid imagination, and she wants to share it with you.

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Cassie On Show

Mary Tales

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The text read, 'Dr says implants effective by Sunday. I'm time for me getting back. ;-)' Noel couldn't keep the grin down. He stroked the screen gently, like it was the body of the lover who had sent the text, as he closed the message.

You just got a booty call, didn't you? You're going to leave us here. said Tony. And after I just bought you a pint.

I shall not desert you tonight. Noel intoned with mock seriousness. The booty is at home with her parents. She'll be back after the weekend.

You lucky, lucky man.

Says the guy who just got engaged. Tonight we celebrate.... Noel turned to Emma, who sat on the other side of him. Do we celebrate or commiserate? I'm not sure.

He's marrying my best friend, so we celebrate. If she was marrying you, maybe we'd commiserate with her.

You're horrible. Where is the bride to be?

She went home to show her parents the ring. Tony said.

And convince her father to put the shotgun away?

She's not pregnant. Why does everyone think she's pregnant?

Because it winds you up so much.

And you say Emma's horrible.

Noel raised his pint glass and tipped it toward Tony. Congratulations, dude.

They clinked glasses, and Emma reached across to join in the tinkling.

Where's Steve? Emma asked after finishing her drink.

Where's everyone? said Tony. I'm not so miserable that you're my only friends.

"Steve's been painting furniture all afternoon. He's probably gone home to wash the paint off. I've had a few texts saying people are running