Girls Trip Ch. 01: Cassie

Cassie opened her eyes slowly in the darkness of her bedroom. She could see just a few slim rays of early morning sun coming through the cracks in her shades. She leaned over and grabbed her phone off the bedside table: 5:55 AM. Per usual, her body woke her up just before her alarm was set to chime. She switched it off and looked over at her sleeping husband - he was so tightly wrapped in the covers that only a few dark tufts of his hair were visible peeking out from the top.

Cassie allowed herself a few minutes to curl up against the back of Diego's naked body, enjoying the way her curves melded into his. Cassie's body had always fit perfectly into Diego's, something that had surprised her early in their relationship, but now felt like second nature. After a few minutes, she braced herself to step out from underneath the warm covers and headed to the bathroom. She switched on the light and grabbed the workout clothes she had laid out on the counter the night before. Her hazel eyes drifted from the clothes to the mirror and she paused briefly to appreciate her naked body.

As a former collegiate athlete, fitness had always been a priority in her life and it showed. Cassie was proud of her lithe, strong body. While she had once hated being so tall, at 5'10 her legs were long and shapely. The outline of her abs was visible on her flat stomach and her breasts were small with prominent nipples. She shifted to admire her favorite feature - her large ass, which was rounded and sculpted from years of squats and lunges. Satisfied, Cassie pulled her sports bra over her head and down under her breasts, slid a black thong and some small spandex shorts up her hips, and tied her curly, auburn hair back into a high ponytail. She splashed some water on her face and headed out the door to the gym.

After her workout, Cassie returned home to find a shirtless Diego making breakfast in the kitchen and singing along to oldies playing on the speakers of their computer. Cassie smirked to herself while admiring her goofy husband and his strong body from the entryway. Years of lifting weights had given him a muscular frame and his dark, curly hair was still mussed from a night of sleep. He lifted one tan arm to stir the scrambled eggs while singing off-key to Journey. She walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his trim waist, feeling the heat from his body and laying her head on his upper back.

"What time is your flight again today?" -- she asked

"11:45. So I need to head out around 10:30" -- he replied

Diego had recently started a new job and, while the money was excellent, it came with substantially more travel. Cassie and Diego had started dating in their early 20s. Now in their mid-thirties, they had spent little time away from each other and Cassie wasn't sure how she would feel about spending several nights apart every month.

"Do we have time for a quick shower?" Cassie asked mischievously, running her hand down from his abs to the mound in his boxer briefs. She heard his sharp intake of breath.

"Fuck, babe." Diego said, turning toward her with a pained expression. "I still have to pack and shoot some emails off before I go."

"Your loss" Cassie pouted, turning her back to him and rubbing her ass into his cock, already hardening, before walking off. "I hope you're ok with not getting laid this week."

Despite having been together for almost a decade, Cassie and Diego still had a regular and fairly adventurous sex life. It was not unusual for them to have sex 2-3 times a week, so going more than a few days would be a change for them. Yet another element of Diego's new travel schedule that Cassie was not looking forward to. She sat down in front of her computer and flipped it on, pushing her thoughts aside and losing herself in her work.

After responding to a particularly annoying email from a client, she heard a noise and looked up to see Diego standing by the front door, suitcase in hand.

"The Lyft is on its way" he said.

She got up and walked to the door, kissing him forcefully.

"I love you, have a good trip" she said, "I'll miss you."

"I love you too, babe. See you on Friday" he said, squeezing her tightly before walking out the door.

The rest of her day was a typical Tuesday - an uneventful day of work followed by dinner, reading, and an evening walk with her dog. Diego texted to say he'd landed and checked into his hotel.

(Cassie) Call me tomorrow if you get a chance

(Diego) I'll do my best

Wednesday had a similar rhythm, an early morning workout followed by a day spent working from home. Cassie couldn't help but miss Diego's warm body sleeping beside her or someone to make her breakfast in the morning. Around mid-day her phone pinged with a text.

(Brittany) I AM COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS

It was the group text she shared with her best friends from college.

(Naomi) OMG same

(Victoria) This girl's trip is the only thing keeping me going

(Victoria) My boss is an asshole

Cassie smiled. While they all lived in different places, the girls kept in touch regularly via text and planned frequent trips. This Saturday she would be leaving for a girl's trip to a small cottage on a lake in the middle-of-nowhere. Victoria had stumbled across the cute cottage on Airbnb and insisted they go.

(Cassie) I can't wait to see you guys!

While she was absolutely looking forward to seeing her friends, Cassie couldn't help but feel a sliver of disappointment that it would mean spending so little time with Diego over the next two weeks. He would be returning Friday night only for her to leave the next morning. She clicked over to his name in her text messages.

(Cassie) How is your day going?

When no reply came after a few minutes, she flipped her phone over, not wanting to sit and wait for a response. A few hours later her phone pinged again.

(Diego) Sorry, things have been crazy here. I may not have time to call tonight.

Cassie felt a flit of irritation run through her. It was irrational and she knew it - it wasn't Diego's fault that he had to work, but she felt it nonetheless. Beyond the frustration of missing him she was still a little peeved at having been turned down the previous morning and it had been almost a week since they'd last had sex. She paused, considering her options.

(Cassie) Fine. If you decide you want to talk to me, I'll be under the faucet.

She smirked to herself. Diego was well aware that her favorite way to masturbate was with the shower faucet. She walked into the bathroom and turned the faucet on, waiting for the water to warm up. She stripped out of her clothes, letting her hands linger on her body, and stepped into the tub. Cassie flipped over her phone and laughed.

(Diego) Fuck

(Diego) Are you trying to torture me.

(Cassie) What am I supposed to do? You left me all alone.

Miles away, Diego lay on his hotel bed and unbuttoned his fly. He had just ducked in to change his clothes before heading back out to a client dinner when he saw Cassie's text. His dick, now rock hard, had other ideas. He slowly began rubbing his cock over his underwear with one hand, phone in the other.

(Diego) What are you going to do?

(Cassie) I'm going to tease myself

Diego was notorious for trying to stretch out their sex sessions. He loved a long foreplay session, edging closer but never going over until a frustrated Cassie begged him for release. She knew the thought of her teasing herself would drive him crazy. Cassie let some water run down her breasts, then reached for the soap and rubbed it slowly over her nipples, enjoying the sensation. After a few minutes she began pinching and brushing her nipples. She felt it immediately in her clit, as it began to swell in response. She squirmed slightly and positioned her bald pussy just under the edge of the flowing water. Cassie moaned softly as the water hit her just above her throbbing clit. She pushed back slightly to keep the pressure off and keep herself from cumming.

(Diego) Tease yourself how?

(Diego) What are you doing?

(Diego) Tell me

Cassie reached for her phone, enjoying the frantic texts from Diego and the obvious discomfort she was causing him. Before she could respond, another text came.

(Diego) Are you alone

Diego was extremely aroused imagining his wife squirming underneath the bathtub faucet. As he stroked his dick, that image slowly evolved into her pleasuring herself as another man watched. His dick pulsed and became hard to the point of being painful. He slowed his strokes for fear of cumming before he was ready.

Meanwhile, Cassie considered Diego's text. She didn't really think Diego was accusing her of cheating, but this was a fantasy he had never shared wit her before and the text caught her off guard.

(Cassie) Do you want me to be?

(Diego) I like the thought of you having some company

(Cassie) Like, another guy?

(Diego) Fuck yes

Cassie wasn't sure how she felt about her husband imagining her with another man, but she was far from being able to think clearly at the moment and the need for an orgasm was overpowering. She lowered her pussy slowly back into the water and decided to play along.

(Cassie) Who would that guy be? Someone I know?

(Diego) I think a lot of guys would want to fuck you

(Diego) But if I'm being honest...

(Diego) I am imagining a big Black guy stroking his cock watching you

Cassie was taken aback by Diego's response, but she liked the idea of someone watching her. She closed her eyes and imagined someone standing just outside of the door.

(Cassie) Should I let him touch me?

(Diego) Yes

(Diego) Have him rub your nipples

(Cassie) Should I Iet him fuck me?

Cassie put the phone down as she felt the tension in her pussy building. She arched her back and pinched her nipples harder, letting her head fall back as her body convulsed from the orgasm ripping through her.

(Diego) YES

Diego groaned. At this point he had stripped off all his clothes and was laying naked in his bed. The dinner would have to wait. He had no idea Cassie would be so receptive to his fantasy, which he had hesitated to share with her, unsure how she would respond. However, this was going far better than he could have hoped for and the idea of Cassie wrapping her long legs around another guy while he plunged his dick into her wet pussy was more than he could bare. The thought pushed him over the edge and Diego came harder than he had in years. Exhausted, he lay back on the bed for a few minutes before remembering about the client dinner. He scrambled to his feet and started throwing his clothes on, but his mind was still on Cassie.

Now that he'd opened the door to this fantasy, Diego knew he wanted to see how far she would be willing to go.