Regifting Ch. 04

Brad couldn't believe what Nikki was suggesting. While she had briefly mentioned it at the restaurant, he thought she was teasing him.

"Come with me," he pointedly told her, and walked back to his bedroom.

Becca gave Nikki a concerned look but stayed at the door while Nikki followed behind. As soon as she entered he closed the door and stood in the way.

"What is this about?" was the gruff question.

Stymied for the moment by his change in attitude, Nikki collected her thoughts. She twice started to speak but decided against it, the third time just coming out and saying what was on her mind.

"When I graduated I wanted to come back to meet you again," she began, "to see how you were and as I said the other day, to spend more time with you." Her voice wasn't quite as sure as it had been, tinges of doubt and apologetic undercurrents adding to her explanation.

"You were so different than the other guys I had been with." She paused for a moment, looking down in the indecisive way she had done those years before, gathering her words. Looking up at him, she continued. "You respected me. You were nice and gentle. You even gave me a way out."

His demeanor softening, Brad listened as Nikki continued, eventually coming to the reason Becca had shown up.

"Back in college we had had too much to drink one night and it was easier for me to spend the night in her dorm room than walk all the way back to mine. Her roommate was out with her boyfriend but we ended up sleeping in Becca's bed anyway. We joked around as we tried to find room and one thing led to another. . ."

Brad understood what happened and despite his mood was somewhat selfishly interested in hearing more. He let the subject go though now everything was beginning to make sense.

"I thought I would both thank and surprise you by having Becca come over," she told him.

There it was, the reason for the hints of where to go on Friday night, the friendly greeting at the restaurant, the conversation and waves, the hinting by Nikki as they were leaving.

"Surprise, okay," Brad agreed, "but thank me?"

"For being so nice and not taking advantage of me back then. You could have done anything to me you wanted, but you took your time and even did what I ask."

"Oh yeah, the ass thing," Brad grinned.

Nikki giggled, nodding her head. "Yeah, the ass thing. It felt sooo good," she emphasized, "and then bending me over the desk. . ."

The two chuckled as each remembered that day. It no longer seemed that long ago and the two looked at each other in that knowing way.

Brad sighed. He didn't know what to make of this woman and yet, he wanted to be with her, and all that it entailed.

"I have to tell you," he told her, "I'm not exactly comfortable with this."

"But you were when I came over the first time?" she asked. Staring at him, her confidence returning, she all but challenged him to back out.

Brad realized he had two choices. He could either say no and risk upsetting Nikki and having her leave, or he could say yes and enjoy more time with her, even if there was someone else with them.

"Look," Nikki continued, "I don't want to sound harsh, but you will probably never have this much fun for the rest of your life. All I'm trying to do is thank you for being who you are, and were, so let things happen."

How could he argue with that logic? He certainly couldn't imagine ever being in this situation again, no matter how much he may want it.

"If you're sure you want to do this," he started, making the decision to go along for the time being, "I have to give Becca the same speech I gave you."

Nikki nodded, her mood brightening a little as Brad laid out his ground rules, just as he had done with her.

"You can't be around when I talk to her, understood?"

Nikki nodded again in understanding then gave him a hug.

"Thank you," she whispered in his ear.

With a lingering kiss Brad left her, closing the door behind him, and went to his front door where Becca was still standing, her eyes wide as she watched him approach.

"Sorry about that," Brad apologized. "We haven't been formally introduced. I'm Brad Sanderson. You apparently like my books," he said extending his hand.

Becca's expression softened and she shook his hand.

"Would you come with me for a moment?" Brad told her.

Without comment Becca followed him to the living room and as he had done with the three young girls, had her sit in the chair, the large satchel purse she carried placed on the ground.

"Becca," he started, "Nikki has informed me what the two of you have planned. In the interest of complete transparency I have to ask, are you sure you want to do this?"

The question caught her off guard and Becca stared blankly at him before she recovered by answering, "Yes."

Waiting a few moments for the silence to sink in, Brad leaned forward and asked her again, "Are you absolutely sure you're comfortable with this situation?"

This time Becca answered more quickly, though her voice ended on a climbing note as if she were questioning her decision.

"One final thing," Brad continued, "if at any time you feel uncomfortable, about anything, just get up and walk away. You don't owe me, or Nikki, an explanation. Understood?"

Silently Becca nodded, her eyes riveted to his as the questions came to an end.

Cupping his hands about his mouth, Brad called out, "Nikki!"

Within seconds Nikki appeared, first glancing at Becca who looked at her as if asking for help, then to Brad who was leaning back on the couch.

"Apparently Becca is on board with your idea," he said, emphasizing whose idea it was, "so I guess I have no choice but to sit back and let you two have your way with me. If that's alright with you."

He wasn't entirely sure of the arrangement, but being with Nikki these past few days had changed him and he mentally resigned himself to whatever awaited him. He had gone this far, why not a few steps further?

Like a schoolgirl Nikki squealed, grabbing Becca and lifting her out the seat to hug her.

"Is he always like this," Becca asked when they separated.

"Like what?" Nikki questioned.

"All serious and interrogating people?"

Both Brad and Nikki laughed at the observation with Nikki glancing over her shoulder at Brad before answering, "Yeah, he can be like that. But once you get past that, he's a pretty decent guy."

Rolling his eyes at the "decent guy" comment, Brad waited as the two women made small talk before they turned and presented themselves to him.

"I think we're ready," he was informed by Nikki, a smile plastered to her face.

"I see," Brad answered, taking a longer look at Becca now that everyone was on the same page. Aside from her white top which did little to hide her full breasts, she had on a pair of dark blue shorts which, like her top, were snug against her as it dove between her legs. A pair of sneakers and short white socks rounded out her attire.

"Shall I start the same way I did with you?" he asked, looking at Nikki.

"Sure," was the short reply.

Waiting until Nikki moved to the side, Brad apologized in advance to her friend that he hoped he wasn't going to sound too creepy when he asked her to turn around.

Unconcerned by the request, Becca dutifully turned herself in a circle so Brad could see her from all angles, coming to face him and waiting when she was done.

Slightly shorter than Nikki, Becca had a more curvy figure though not out of proportion. What was most striking was her narrow waist which lent a true hourglass figure to her. Despite having seen Nikki's exquisite body for the last few days, Brad was intrigued with Becca.

"So now what?" he asked when finished ogling the brunette.

"Should we start with him?" Nikki asked, looking at Becca. "I made sure he's nice and smooth."

"Oh really?" Becca intoned, a knowing grin appearing on her face as her eyes fixed on the obvious spot of Brad's body.

"Uh uh," Nikki giggled, winking at Brad who tried suppress a growing smirk.

"Pics or it didn't happen," Becca said.

The two women laughed at the quip with Brad joining in.

"Stand up," Nikki told Brad who dutifully followed her command. "Now strip," he was told.

Momentarily hesitating, Brad removed his shirt then his shorts, piling them next to the couch. A trifle uncomfortable being naked while the women weren't, he stood still as their eyes roamed over him.

"Not bad," Becca said, taking another look up and down.

"For an old guy, right?" Brad finished.

Smirking, Becca came up to him and ran her hands over his chest and down his arms, her fingers sliding lightly across his skin. Down to his stomach with a light push, his efforts to maintain some kind of healthy routine rewarded as she looked up at him and grinned when she felt his firm stomach.

"He's been working out," Nikki told her, grinning at Brad who appreciated the compliment.

"For me?" Becca teased, her hands sliding around his waist to squeeze his ass.

Sheepishly, Brad answered, "For Nikki."

The two looked at Nikki whose face showed surprise at the revelation.

"You worked out for me?" she asked.

Nodding, Brad told her, "I didn't want you to see me out of shape with a beer belly."

Nikki went to him and kissed him, Becca momentarily caught between the two before stepping back.

"You didn't have to," she told him.

"I wanted to look presentable," was the reply.

Smiling, Nikki told him, "We are going to have so much fun with you."

Giving his hand to Becca, she told her to get him started.

"With pleasure!" the brunette announced, taking Brad's hand and leading him down the hallway until she found his bedroom.

"Sit on the bed," Becca told him, waiting until Brad was seated before standing in front of him and lifting off her white top. Her bra comfortably held her ample breasts, the deep cleavage supported by the smooth material enticing to Brad's gaze. Reaching behind her back, Becca undid the clasp and let the bra fall to the floor, revealing the significant differences between the two women. Whereas Nikki's lithe form was graceful in its elegance, Becca looked top heavy, especially now that the slimness of her waist could be fully seen. For a few moments Brad leered at her, almost as enthralled by the competing curves of her body as he was with the sensual lines of Nikki.

"Nikki said you like to touch," she said, her breasts almost in his face, smiling as she saw him look at the twin mounds before him.

Taking the cue, Brad reached up and cupped her breasts, the warm weight heavy in his hands. Though the same age as Nikki, Becca's breasts weren't nearly as perky, their shape more plump and rounded. Still, their texture was appealing and he carefully kneaded them as Becca continued to smile at his actions.

"Hang on," she told him and stepped back. Undoing the button to her shorts, she ripped them down and shifted them behind her with her foot. Clad only in her socks and sneakers, she smiled then quickly tore off the remaining pieces, her body now on display for him.

Immediately Brad's gaze fell to the triangle between her legs and saw that unlike Nikki, she was completely shaven. He stared at the nude skin, intrigued as the smooth surface dove down and disappeared from sight.

Her movement caught his attention and she removed the elastic band holding her hair in place, shaking her head to let her long tresses fall free.

Brad eyes traveled up and down her body, taking in her calm demeanor as she presented herself to him. With her hair let down she looked more appealing, her blunt cut bangs and hair framing her adorable features.

Her hips swaying as she took steps towards him, her eyes locked with his as she straddled his legs and swept her arms behind his neck before kissing him, her breasts pressing into his chest. His hands instinctively went to her back to hold her in place, their bodies inched closer as he held her.

"So you know," she told him in a soft voice after they broke their embrace, "I told Nikki as a favor to you and her, you can do whatever you want to me, so don't hold back. Just nothing too kinky."

Startled by her admission, Brad's face went blank. Though the offer was extremely tempting, he had just met her and he tried to reconcile her offer with his own internal moral compass.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked, his fingers playing with her hair as she sat on him.

Now it was Becca's turn to go blank. She didn't answer for several seconds, finally telling him, "I don't know. I just wanna."

Realizing the two of them would have to overcome their indecisive nature, Brad had her stand and he came up behind her.

"I'm going to touch you," he told, his hands resting on her shoulders. Her skin was just as soft as Nikki's though it had a slight olive tone. Skimming down her arms, Brad slipped his hands under hers and wrapped them about her waist. His fingers followed the valley down before bringing them up to once again grasp her bountiful breasts, squeezing harder this time before lowering his head and kissing her shoulder then her neck.

Becca, as Nikki had done, leaned against him, her eyes closing as she let him explore her. His touch was firm yet soothing, no forced groping or awkward advances. Her hands came up to hold his, her body responding as what started out as a simple event was turning into something more passionate. He kissed her cheek then twisted forward to kiss her on the lips, Becca turning her head to meet him, their bodies warming as the sensual inquiry progressed.

Brad had grown hard as they pressed against one another, his dick partially resting against the divide of her rounded ass.

"Nikki was right, you do like to touch," Becca whispered, letting herself enjoy the slow build up.

"What can I say," Brad replied, nuzzling her neck and pulling firmly against her breasts. A few more kisses and a thought occurred to him.

"I can do whatever I want?"

"Uh huh," Becca breathed, her head moving to the side as Brad nibbled on her neck.

"Get on the bed," he told her, giving one last kiss on her shoulder.

Without comment Becca slid on to the sheets, sitting on her hip as she waited for him to join her.

"On all fours," he instructed.

Grinning, Becca adjusted her position and presented her upturned ass to him.

Brad took a few moments to admire her presented nature and mentally compared it to Nikki's. It was more rounded but still desirable no matter how one looked at it and he stepped close behind her to run his hands over her. Becca turned her head to look at him and smiled as she wiggled her ass. With a light slap he smacked her, Becca's gasp almost inaudible as she played along.

Kneeling, he placed a kiss on each of her cheeks, Becca wiggling her ass again in response. Bending his neck and lowering himself, Brad swiped his tongue up the length of her slit, an airy moan heard after his second pass. He licked some more, tasting her and as he had done with their bodies, compared her to Nikki.

He dug in, his tongue darting in and out as he went back to front then reversed himself, Becca pressing herself into his face as she lowered her head to the bed and laid it on her crossed arms. She relaxed, enjoying his actions, the heat between her legs growing as he took his time.

Straightening his back, he took hold of her cheeks and gently pulled them apart, Becca twisting to look at him when he did. Similar to what he had done with Nikki, he licked his tongue against the small divide and up to her hole, Becca squealing and twitching at the slippery sensation. Not waiting for her approval, Brad dug the tip of his tongue into the puckered depression, this time Becca exhaling as her body lurched forward.

"Hold still," Brad said, giving her ass another light smack.

"It tickles."

Spreading her a bit wider, his tongue was able to scrape the outside of her anal ring, Becca's stuttered breaths and twisting body attesting to how she was feeling. Harder Brad pressed, his tongue just able to pass into her before he dragged it down to the base of her pussy.

"Uhhhh!" he heard Becca growl, her ass raised higher as she hanged her stance.

With her knees spread wide, Brad lowered himself so he could again stick his tongue between her folds, her juices coating his chin as he licked her. Stammered breaths were heard as he continued, Becca adjusting and readjusting herself the longer he ate her until she suddenly yanked herself away and spun to look at him. Taking hold of his face, she kissed him, her own taste mingling with his.

"Lay down," she told him, backing away from the edge of the bed to give him room.

Climbing next to her, Brad positioned himself so his head was comfortably propped on a pillow and almost before he was ready, she straddled his head with her legs. Looking behind her, she positioned herself where she thought she should be and lowered her hips the few inches on to his face, her bald slit squarely on his mouth.

With no choice Brad wrapped his arms around her trim waist and slipped his tongue into the soft folds. The sensation of smooth skin against his mouth was peculiar, something he hadn't expected and he dug in with a vengeance.

Draping herself over Brad, her full breasts sandwiched between, she tossed her hair to the side and out of the way before taking hold of the dick in front of her face and sucked on it. She held it firmly and gave it a long exaggerated pull before slobbering over his cockhead, repeatedly licking it like a lollipop.

Though his mouth was covered, Brad moaned, the small vibrations transmitted to Becca whose pussy tingled and she let out a soft gasp of her own. Sucking on his cock again, Becca took her time, her body comfortably ensconced on top of Brad, her thighs holding his head in place. His hands were now holding the slightly plump curves of her ass, his tongue working its way in and out of her pussy, occasionally sucking on her skin and releasing it with a light snap.

The two pleasured one another, Brad pulling on her ass to open her and Becca forcefully bobbing her head as she sucked on his hard cock, her hand wrapped around his shaft and pumping him in unison. Stopping now and then to give her mouth a rest, her hand still yanked up and down before she went back down and sucked on him some more.

"You two look good like that," they heard Nikki speak.

Startled, Brad disengaged his mouth from Becca's smooth skin and twisted his head to try and find Nikki. Unfortunately his view was blocked by Becca's thighs and he waited as she continued to suck on him.

"So," Nikki said, sliding on to the bed next to him and looking down as he lay under Becca, "having fun?"

Brad realized, from the little he could see of her, that Nikki was now naked. Moving his head back, he replied, "So far."

Grinning, she leaned over and placed a kiss on his forehead then quietly asked, "Do you trust me?"

Though he did trust her, there was something about the way she said it that gave him pause.

"In what way?" he asked, followed by a quick exhale as Becca continued to lick his dick.

With that delightfully mischievous smile she had, Nikki leaned down close to his face, Becca's ass inches away, and told him, "Trust me."

Giving her friend a light tap on her rear end, Nikki disappeared from his view. He heard faint whispers as the two briefly spoke before he felt Becca move on top of him and his legs were jammed back. Moments later her tongue licked his nude scrotum and he felt as if he was going to explode as the stimulation sent his body into a heightened state. He moaned as her tongue lapped at his balls, her licking going further down as her head dipped between his legs. She scraped across his perineum, Brad taking several labored breaths as this was unlike anything he had felt before.

"Don't move," he heard Nikki's voice tell him. Seconds later a cold, slippery wetness was felt at his hole followed by him being penetrated. Whatever it was pressed its way inside, slightly spreading him in its passage.