Becca toyed with her wine glass as she thought. “I want you," she said to Kelly, her voice steady and sure. "I want tonight with you, and I want Ellie to see it. I want her to watch you do things to me and me do things to you that I normally do with her. And I want her to see us do things that are different to what we normally do. I want her to see all of it.”
Kelly held Becca's gaze, then said, "Ok. I like both your answers. Now let me tell you what I want." She drained the last of her wine and put the glass down. "Ellie, I want to have an incredible time with your gorgeous wife while you watch. I want to make her feel things. Becca, I want you to make me feel so, so good. And I want to know that when I leave later, y'all are going to promise me that you have the best night of your marriage when I’m gone because of what happened here. That's what I reckon gets me off about this. The whole picture." She paused and flashed that grin again. "Plus, you know, Becca's really hot. That helps."
Becca laughed, her eyes fixed on Kelly, almost hungrily Ellie thought.
"Then come here," Becca said, putting her own glass down.
Kelly walked over to her and they stood facing each other by the window, the skyline behind them. Ellie stepped away, taking a seat on one of the stools at the kitchen counter, settling down to watch. Kelly reached up and pushed a strand of Becca's hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear, the tell, performed by someone else's hand, and the sight of it sent a jolt through Ellie that she felt in deep inside.
Then Kelly kissed her, and this time it didn’t start off tentatively. It was the kiss of a woman who had been given permission and knew exactly what to do with it, confident and thorough, her hands on Becca's waist pulling her close, and Becca responded immediately, her arms going around Kelly's back, her body pressing forward, and Ellie watched from a few feet away and felt the world tilt.
***
They kissed for a long time by the open door to the balcony, their hands starting to explore, and Ellie sat on the stool and watched. She felt both necklaces against her throat, and let the jealousy and the arousal do their familiar dance, each feeding the other, each making the other more intense. Like the times before but a hundred times greater.
Kelly's hands slipped under Becca's white top and pulled it slowly up and over her head. Becca lifted her arms to help and the top came free. Kelly's hands moved to her bare hips, her fingers tracing shapes on Becca's skin. Becca reached for Kelly's dress and Kelly helped by unzipping at the back while Becca pulled the fabric forward off her shoulders, the dress falling at Kelly's feet. Ellie saw Kelly's body properly for the first time: tanned, athletic, a body that spoke to outdoor living, work on the ranch, maybe horse riding, something physical. She certainly didn’t just spend her days sat behind a desk, that was for sure.
Kelly stepped back and looked at Becca with an expression that was openly, almost greedily appreciative, and Becca looked back at Kelly with the same. Ellie made herself see her wife through Kelly's eyes for a moment: the slim waist, the tanned skin, the way the dim light from the windows caught that magical curvewhere her neck met her shoulders, and felt that disorienting, addictive experience of seeing someone you know completely as if for the first time.
"Bedroom?" Becca asked, eyes locked on Kelly’s.
"Show me the way.”
Becca took her by the hand and led her towards the spare room. As she passed Ellie she paused and looked at her, and in her eyes was everything… love, excitement, nervousness, desire, gratitude… compressed into a single glance that lasted not even two seconds but communicated more than any words could.
"You too.” she said to Ellie. “You’re the most important person here.” Not an invitation to join. An invitation to witness.
Ellie smiled, stood and followed.
***
The spare room had a large bed against one wall, a small sofa opposite, and a chair by the window. Ellie turned on the two bedside lamps, figuring she should make herself useful, and the warm, low light it cast was perfect. Enough to see by without the harshness of overhead lighting. She then went over to the sofa and sat down, angling herself so she had a clear view of the bed. Becca and Kelly stood next to it, facing each other, and for a moment nobody moved.
Then, suddenly, it was as if someone had fired a starting gun… their lips met again, fiercely, passionately, and their hands were on each other. Ellie was sat a few feet from them and she stifleda gasp of her own when she saw Becca’s hand move to Kelly’s ass, holding her, and she saw Kelly grin into the kiss as her own hands reached around to Becca’s back and undid her bra.
They didn’t break the kiss as Becca slipped it off, and it was her turn to gasp when Kelly’s hands went to her chest, her fingers brushing her nipples, hard already, showing how excited she was. Becca followed suit, undoing Kelly’s bra, and Ellie thrilled to see the two women naked from the waist up, pushing up against each other.That’s my wife, she reminded herself incredulously,and she, no, they look magnificent.
They moved to the bed. Kelly took the lead, guiding Becca down onto her back before she climbed over her, straddling her waist, and leaned down to kiss her again while her hands continued to explore. Becca's hands were on Kelly's back, pulling her down. Ellie watched them together on the white sheets and felt like she was seeing something sacred and profane, but also so, so hot, at the same time.
Kelly kissed down Becca's neck, her collarbone, lingering where Becca's necklace usually sat, the bare skin there seeming to draw her, then lower, her mouth finding Becca's breast, her tongue circling one nipple while her fingers toyed with the other.
Becca pushed into the contact and Ellie sat up a little straighter at the sound she made… recognisably Becca, yet different. Not dramatically different from the sounds Becca made with her, but subtly distinct… a higher pitch, a different cadence, the sound of a body responding to unfamiliar stimulation, nerve endings firing in patterns they hadn't learned yet. It was the novelty of it, Ellie realised. Kelly's mouth was new. Kelly’s tongue was new. Kelly's touch was new. And Becca's body was responding to thatnewness in a way that routine, no matter how loving, couldn't replicate.
The jealousy hit hard suddenly, harder than at the bar, harder than on the dance floor or in the booth, a sledgehammer realisation ofthat's my wife, those are sounds she should be making for me, that I want to make her make, that's my place. It lasted maybe five seconds before the arousal consumed it, transformed it, alchemised it into something that felt much more like fuel. The jealousy didn't disappear, it was still there, but the arousal wrapped around it and used it, the way a fire uses oxygen.
Kelly was kissing lower now, down Becca's stomach, her fingers fumbling at the button of Becca's jeans. Becca lifted her hips to let Kelly pull them down and off, taking her underwear with them in one movement. Becca was naked on the bed now, her wife's body fully exposed to another woman for the first time, and Ellie gripped the arm of the sofa, forcing herself to breath and watch… it was the most beautiful and terrifying thing she had ever seen.
Kelly settled between Becca's legs, kissing her inner thighs, taking her time. Becca's hand found Kelly's hair and held it loosely, just like she always did with Ellie, and then she turned her head to look at the sofa.
There it was again.
The look.
The same look from the booth but closer, more intimate, more complex because now they were in Ellie and Becca's home, inthe room next to their bedroom, and the stakes were higher, the emotions were bigger, and Becca's expression carried all of that.
I love you. Are you ok? Can you see how good this feels? Is this what you wanted? Truly, do you want this as much as me?
Ellie met her eyes and nodded, and Becca smiled, a small, breathless, radiant smile, and then Kelly's mouth found her and Becca's eyes fluttered closed, the smile dissolving into something else entirely.
