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handed Blake his glass. We all took a sip. The silence filled the room. It was now or never.
    “Anyone up for a cool dip in the pool?” I asked.
    “Oh, yes!” Heather exclaimed. “Exactly what I need. The flight up sapped my energy.”
    “I didn’t exactly bring any swim trunks,” Blake muttered, his irritation evident. “I thought this was going to be a dinner for two. Not a swim party.” I smiled and winked. “Learn to adapt. I do.”

    Some part of my heart was glad he was disgruntled. I knew how it felt to have something so close, only to watch it slip through your fingers with no warning and no way to stop it.
    Heather and I exchanged looks, then we both set our glasses on the coffee table.
    As if of one mind, we headed for the back door leading out to the deck and the in-ground pool. The woods surrounding my property provided privacy. No peeping Toms to worry about.
    As soon as I reached the edge of the sparkling water, I turned. Blake stood a mere five feet away, an unreadable expression on his handsome face, arms crossed over his chest. I started to pull my tank top over my head, and Blake’s eyes widened as he clearly realized for the first time what was about to take place. I looked to my left and watched Heather slip her fingers beneath the stretchy hem of her dress. She grinned at me. Together we bared our bodies for Blake. I could feel the heat of his stare against my skin. His total concentration. It invigorated me as nothing else could. Heather touched my shoulder to gain my attention. I turned to her. She leaned in and whispered, “It’s time to tease that man into a horny stupor, sugar.” I laughed at her shocking statement. “You’re wicked. Very wicked.”
    “Which is why you wanted me for this mission,” she whispered right back, then turned and dove into the pool. When she surfaced, her hair was sleeked back, and water drizzled in tempting lines down her delectable body. She quirked her finger at me. I glanced over at Blake one more time. His eyes were so focused on me, I shivered from the intensity. I felt a jolt run through my veins, as if his arousal caused little vibrations along the wood deck. They coursed through my body and liquefied in my sex.
    I wanted him so bad.
    When my gaze sought out Heather one more time, her answering grin was proof that she knew exactly what ran through my mind. Mesmerized, I watched as Heather’s wet hands came out of the water and smoothed over and around her plump bosom. She licked her lips.
    The decision was made.
    I dove into the pool and swam toward her. When I broke the surface, I was directly in front of Heather.
    “Good girl,” she praised, then leaned in and kissed me.
    Her lips were soft and slick. It was naughty and stimulating to have her skin against mine. So different from a man’s kiss. Sweet and gentle. Loving. Heather’s tongue came out and dipped between my lips. She didn’t need to seek permission; I was already open and eager. I brought my hands up to cup her face, as if to keep her from stopping too soon. As our tongues mated, my pussy throbbed and tingled. The warm water enhanced my body’s reaction.
    She pressed into me, slim arms coming around my shoulders to pull me in for a deeper taste. I shuddered and surrendered to her mastery. It was so easy and simple to forget everything with Heather’s slick nipples kissing my own. Our pussies were aligned beneath the surface of the water and, with slow, practiced skill, Heather rubbed against me. I felt her dark curls brush my golden ones. Heather broke the kiss, and my eyes flew open. Her brown gaze, filled with need, excited me beyond measure.
    “Blake has begun to take off his clothes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from emotion and desire.
    In my dizzy erotic fog, I’d forgotten all about him. I whipped my head around.
    His electric stare teased along my nerve endings. He seemed both pleased and angry.

    As I watched him, Heather dipped her head and drew my nipple into