Chapter 1: Her Eyes Gave It Away
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I hadn’t seen Darren in years.
Back in college, we used to play ball together. He was the power forward. I was more of a shooting guard. He was always the one who stood out. Big, strong, confident. The kind of guy who never had trouble with women.
And it wasn’t just his looks.
There was always that reputation.
It started in the locker room. Guys would talk. And eventually, the girls did too. Stories about just how big he was, about how the girls who hooked up with him couldn’t stop talking about it.
Not that it ever bothered me. If anything… it always kind of turned me on.
I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about my girlfriend’s past… or about what it would be like to watch her with someone else.
And today… for the first time, it felt like something might actually happen.
Cassie and I have been together for three years now. I’ll admit, I hadn’t exactly kept in the best shape. But my friend? Still single, still a player, still rocking that same cocky grin.
And my girlfriend?
She had always been a stunner.
Perfect body, naturally fit, big soft curves in all the right places.
And today, of course, she was wearing one of her skimpiest bikinis. Ass hanging out in that little thong bottom.
She always said it was for me. But I knew better.
She loved the attention.
And today, with him around, I was watching her closely.
Darren had texted me out of the blue last week.
Said he’d be in town for a few days. Asked if we wanted to catch up.
We tossed around a few ideas, but ultimately landed on something simple, the water park. A little nostalgic. Something we used to hit every summer when we were younger.
We got there just after noon. Did a few of the big rides. Grabbed drinks. Laughed like old times.
I noticed more than once my girlfriend’s eyes drifting toward him. She didn’t even try to hide it.
And I didn’t mind.
If anything… it turned me on.
After a while, we headed over to the wave pool. That’s when things really started to get interesting.
Cassie and I were finishing our drinks near the edge while he swam out to the deeper waves for a bit.
A few minutes later, he started walking back toward us.
And the second the water dropped below his waist… it was impossible to miss.
His suit clung tight, soaking wet, almost vacuum-sealed to his leg. The outline of his cock plain as day. Thick, the head and shaft clearly imprinted in the fabric.
He wasn’t a grower. He was always a shower. Almost full length, even when soft. He used to brag about it. And now, seeing it again, it wasn’t a brag.
My girlfriend’s eyes locked onto it.
And she wasn’t subtle.
She held her gaze, lips parted, practically staring.
I could feel the heat rising in me.
Not jealousy. Not exactly.
More like… arousal.
Watching her get turned on, watching her react, was doing something to me.
He reached us and flashed that cocky grin.
"You two ready for another drink?"
Before I could answer, my girlfriend spoke up a little too quickly.
"Yes! Let’s get another!"
There was a slight shake in her voice. I could tell she knew he’d caught her staring. And by the way he smiled back at her… so could he.
Back at the bar, he bought us both drinks. We grabbed barstools, him still dripping wet, suit clinging tight, bulge impossible to miss.
And Cassie? She sat right next to him, legs crossed. But I caught her sneaking glances again.
She couldn’t help herself.
And honestly… neither could I.
He leaned back and looked at me.
"How long have you two been together again?"
"Three years," Cassie answered.
"Wow. That’s great. I’m still looking for the one," he said with a smirk.
She laughed, light and flirty, her eyes drifting down again.
"You won’t have any trouble," she said playfully. "Look at you."
He gave a half-smile.
"Yeah… most girls just want me for sex," he said with a wink.
She giggled, held his gaze, then glanced down again.
Then he turned back to me.
"Well hey man… I’m happy for you. You’ve got a great girl."
He raised his glass. We all clinked drinks.
And as we drank, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
What was she thinking right now?
How wet was she?
I could feel my cock getting hard. I had to shift in my seat so it didn’t show.
A couple drinks later, the day was winding down.
We headed toward the exit, but just as we were saying goodbye, my girlfriend spoke up.
"You should come hang out at our place for a bit," she said, flashing that smile. "We’ve got the pool heated… figured we’d have some drinks and relax.”
He hesitated. Just for a second.
But she leaned in, eyes locked on his.
"Come on… it’ll be fun."
Neither of them looked at me.
And that alone was driving me crazy.
In the best way.
He grinned.
"Alright… only because you’re insisting."
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