Billy: Chapter 8

It is nearly lunch time on Sunday and I am pacing back and forth in our dining room. Just outside the deck doors were two plates sat ready on the deck table. Sandwiches and vegetables were on the menu for Jess and Billy, though Jessie would be trying for a serving of tube steak with white sauce.  God damn Billy was one lucky kid.  Getting blown by the hot teacher next door?  It was the stuff of teenage wet dreams.

My heart is beating a mile a minute as I go over the plan yet again.

"Lunch and a blowjob, that's it." I say for the tenth time.

Jessica laughs as she pulls two cans of beer from the fridge. She wore skin tight high cut blue yoga shorts and a matching sports bra so taut you could make our her areola. The shorts highlighted her perfect peach of an ass while the bra kept her tits close and high and giving her an ample patch of cleavage. Christ she looked fine. If Billy could resist this we'd have to check him for a pulse.

"That's it." She confirms. "Then I ask him to leave. I'll say it was a big mistake and we can't talk about it to anyone." Watching me pace she says. "You can still say no."

"I know, I know." I nod. "You've got your phone?"

Tucking one of the cold beers under her arm she picks up her phone from the island. "Yep."

If at any point I changed my mind all I had to do was call her. If she heard my special ringtone she knew she had to bail. I would be spying on the action from in here.  We felt it would be easier for Jess to come onto Billy if they were alone, besides that it would be super weird for everyone if I was there watching.  I pause by the vertical blinds that were drawn across the sliding glass that lead out to our deck. The slats were just barely parted giving me thin sight lines. With it being dark in here and bright out there Billy would not be able to see me watching them, we tested it out to be sure and there was no way he could see in here. I had taken my car that morning and parked a few blocks away then walked back from the opposite direction as Billy's house giving the appearance I wasn't home. I would only show my face if things really went South.

I still can’t believe we’re actually going through with this.

I rub my clammy palms and try to steady my shallow breath.  It felt like my heart was ready to burst from my chest. I didn’t know how Jess could be so cool, calm, and collected.  If not for her level head I would have gotten cold feet and canceled this already.  But she would remind me that we both wanted this and then stoke the fire of my desires by playing on my strange new feelings.

Jessica approaches me and kisses my cheek. "Calm down baby. Just enjoy the show."

"No double feature." I warn. I didn't want things to escalate. “No sex, no extra kissing or groping, just a blowjob.”

"One time, one beej, I know baby."

“If you have any trouble with him I’m right here.”

“I know.”  She assures me.  “Don’t worry, I can handle Billy.”

"And...make it quick." I say. "I don't know how long I'll be able to take it."

She giggles. "He's 18 years old Micheal. Don't blink or you might miss it." She kisses me again. "You ready?"

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”  I nod. "Are you?"

"Knowing you're watching? Ohhh yeah!" With a playful wink and a grin she says. "See you on the other side."

She ducks around the blinds and steps out onto the bright deck. She closes the screen behind her but the main door she leaves open a couple of inches so that I could hear them. She puts the a beer by each plate, places her phone prominently, then adjusts the patio umbrella to give them some shade. I still can't believe how relaxed she seems. I felt ready to jump out of my skin I was so anxious and I didn't even have to do anything. I find the best view I can manage through the blinds and ready myself.

The seconds tick at an excruciating crawl and I find some part of me hoping and praying that Billy jams out on the lunch invitation. Doubts began to swirl. Perhaps we should have thought about this more? Perhaps we should have talked it through more? Perhaps...

My breath catches as I hear our fence clack shut. I stand absolutely still

Billy jogs around the side of the deck. "Hey guys." He says in a chipper tone as he hits the stairs. He is wearing a plain white t shirt, sandals, and pair of swim trunks.

"Hi Billy." Jessie croons.

He pauses halfway up. His blue eyes dart this way and that. He notes the two plates, the two beers, and the smoking hot woman in her tight revealing clothes greeting him. "Where's Mike?"

Jessica stretches and arches her back with feline grace. "Mmmm, he had to go help his Mom with something. Won't be back until this afternoon. He apologizes for not being here."

"No apology necessary."  Billy’s concern grows.

She motions to the chair beside her. "At least I won't have to eat alone."

Billy is on high alert and legitimately so. He could tell something was up. He tries to act casual as he continues his way up onto the deck. He looks down at Jess for a long moment before slowly lowering to his seat. His eyes continue to look this way and that. He looks at the sandwiches and the beers, at Jess, at the house, and at one point even looking right at me. My heart stops for a second before he continues looking about. I knew for a fact he couldn't see me but for a moment there I had my doubts. God, this is crazy. What are we doing?

At last he relaxes back into his chair. Looking across to Jessica with a bemused smirk he says. "Looking good Mrs Morrison."

"Hmmm. Thank you." She lightly slaps his his wrist. "But call me Jessica."

"Sure. So...another hot day, huh?" He cracks his beer and takes a pull, his eyes never leaving my girlfriend.  Without a boyfriend there to chaperone them their ogling could be done out in the open.

"Yes." She takes one of the baby carrots from her plate and begins rolling between her thumb and fingers. "I was thinking of working on my tan later."

He smiles. "Good day for it."

"You...he he he...you said yesterday something about avoiding tan lines?"

He takes another drink of his beer as he studies her closely, his gaze drinking in her soft body. "Yep, no tan lines on me."

"Oh my!" She giggles. "I'm not sure I believe you." 

She slowly slips the baby carrot through her pursed lips then chews it up and swallows.  Though I couldn't see her face I could sense she had her "fuck me" eyes cranked up to full power.  She was going for it, full speed ahead.  Probably wanting to get it over with before she lost her nerve.

Billy sets down the beer. Rubbing a thumb across his clean shaven chin he squints his eyes. "Riiiight. Okay.  What the hell is this Jessica?"

She straightens up and tilts her head. "What do you mean Billy? I'm just asking about your tan."

"Uh huh." He clicks his tongue and his smirk grows. "Did Mike put you up to this? Is this some sort of prank? Is he setting me up?" He raises his voice. "You can come out Mike!"

I am gripped with panic. He knows!

Jessica doesn't miss a beat. With amused laughter she says. "He's not here. I told you, he's at his Mom's." She then lets out a disappointed sigh and turns her attention to her meal. "I was just asking about tan lines. I just wanted to see if you really didn’t have any.  Don’t worry about it.  Anyway, enjoy your sandwich."

“You’re serious?”

“He he he.”

“What about Mike?”

“I told you before Billy.  Micheal isn’t the jealous type and we are VERY open minded.”  Her voice oozes with adulterous insinuation.  “Just let me take a peek.  It can be our little secret.”

Billy runs his tongue along the bottom of his top teeth and stares at Jess hard. "Mike's my friend." He says in a low voice looking ready to leave.

I cannot help but smile. I hadn't expected that. I had sold the kid short. He is actually about to say no to her. I find I am massively relieved and feeling very foolish about this whole thing. Billy really was a stand up guy and a good frien...

"Ha!" He lets out a laugh. "Fuck it." Leaning back in his chair he puts his hands behind his head. "Okay.  Come on then Jessica, see if you can find one."

Chapter 9