Trouble brewing

Sasha waited until the other two had left and then moved over to talk to Karl. She had noticed him talking to Marissa earlier and she had always suspected that he had a soft spot for her. With a bit of luck they would be able to team up and both get what they wanted.

"What do you know about the new guy?" she asked cryptically.

Karl looked up from what he was doing. "Pardon?"

"The guy ... Ryan ... I saw you talking to Marissa earlier … do you know anything about him?" she asked.

Karl shook his head. He didn't want to get in to any of this with Sasha of all people. The last thing he wanted to do was to let Sasha know what he had approached Marissa about. He was already feeling a little bruised emotionally. As soon as the guy had turned up, Marissa had just taken off on him. He'd been planning on telling her just how much she meant to him. But there was no way that he was going to tell Sasha about that.

What he and Sasha did together was purely for physical pleasure. Nothing else. They weren't friends. There were no emotions involved; except those of total euphoria when she made him blow his mind …. Often by blowing other parts of his body he couldn't help but think. He guessed that you could call that an emotion of sorts. There was no doubt that he certainly felt something. He looked her over thinking that feeling something like that right now could possibly take his mind off Marissa. So maybe he should be a little more receptive to Sasha and then the evening may not turn out to be a total waste. "No. From the looks of him, he could be a model. But I've never heard of him. Although I guess maybe he just does shows in the U.S."

"Maybe." Sasha commented. "But somehow I don't think that he is a model. He didn't seem to enjoy us giving him the once over. If he was a model he would have expected and enjoyed it." Sasha said. "Not that I really care." she added and then looked around checking that they were alone and went on. "I just want to get a piece of his action."

"Piece of his action or his meat?" Karl asked.

Sasha shrugged. "One and the same to me. The guy was really hung … and easy on the eye as well. You can't tell me that you wouldn't mind a piece of it either" she smiled. "I know you were a little hesitant getting in to it with Marc the other night. But once you did, you can't tell me that you didn't enjoy it? I was there … remember."

Karl just smiled but said nothing. He didn't need to. As she'd said, she'd been there. There was no point in denying just how much he had enjoyed their little foursome.

"I was thinking that we might ask Ryan to join in next time?" Sasha suggested liking the idea of another four-way. Truthfully … if she got to pick, she'd rather have Marc and Ryan as the guys but she knew that she was going to have her work cut out for her in getting Ryan involved in the first place and she thought that she could probably use Karl's help in getting passed Marissa. Mind you if Karl would like to go off with Marissa and leave Ryan all alone with Sasha then that would be okay too. She had a feeling that Ryan might be more than a handful on his own. And if what she'd imagined about him was right then he was probably more than a mouthful as well. Either way would be fine by her. Just as long as she got some of Ryan's action.

"What makes you think that he likes it like that?" Karl asked, he couldn't deny that the thought of a foursome with Ryan had him intrigued and if anyone could talk Ryan into it then he knew that Sasha would be the one.

Sasha sniggered. "You joking? Okay so maybe I'm not sure if he takes it up the rear but even you would have to admit that one pair of lips is the same as another and I watched you the other night. You can't tell me that a blowjob from Marc wasn't at least as good as what you get from a girl if not better. I guess that guys know what guys like. What makes you think that Ryan would be any different? You don't think that I've been around enough to know the difference between the experienced and the inexperienced? The guy oozed sex. Hell … I could almost smell it on him. You can't get like that unless you been around. I wouldn't mind betting that even I would have trouble keeping up with him." She smiled and added. "He could probably teach me a few things. And someone like that is definitely wasted on Miss prissy Marissa. I suspect she's a missionary position girl. We could ask her to join in too but I'm not sure that she'd be into it."

"I'm sure she wouldn't." Karl replied wanting to keep Marissa right off Sasha's radar. If he wanted to continue to be able to have his fun with Sasha and her friends and have Marissa on the side as well then he knew that he needed to keep the two of them apart. There was no way that Marissa would be in to Sasha's games ... nor did he want her to be.

Sasha smiled as she realised that she'd hit a touchy subject. Karl obviously did have a thing for Marissa, so she was sure she could convince him to help with Ryan. "That's fine. I want him – you want her. I figure that between us we can make this happen. Whether it's all together or as separate couples, I don't really care. Marissa has never done much for me anyhow. I know that when she was drunk one time, she told James that she had a lesbian period at high school so I'm guessing that she knows her way around down there but I can't really see her getting amongst it. She just doesn't come across as dirty enough to go for the whole group sex thing."

Karl shook his head. The thought of Marissa going down on Sasha was definitely not one he could imagine nor did he want to. Sasha and Erin had been kinda hot together and watching them with Marc had been amazing but Sasha and Marissa? No way. It was as if he had two separate sex lives. Sasha was the dirty one – Marissa the clean. Sure the sex with Sasha and friends was mind blowing but he wanted Marissa for the rainy days when you cuddled up in front of the tv. No pressure. With Sasha he knew he was always expected to perform. Again and again. You could only keep that up for so long. Or at least he could. He wasn't so sure about Sasha and her friends. They seemed to be able to keep it going for hours on end. No doubt with some chemical assistance.

But he did have to admit that after his little dalliance last weekend with another guy that just maybe he wouldn't mind finding out just where Ryan's interest lay and whether he did bat both ways. There is no doubt that he was a fine looking specimen. And he figured that he should take Sasha's word for it that the guy smelt of sex. Karl thought Ryan smelt of men's cologne. But then what would he know. Sasha was the authority when it came to stuff like this. He thought about Ryan and tried to convince himself that the reason that he'd like to see him naked was because of the photographer in him wanting to admire the human form but he had to admit that he thought that the fact that he would rather Ryan's naked form be in an aroused state probably indicated that Sasha was right. Maybe he would like a bit of Ryan as well.

"So what do you say?" Sasha asked again after watching Karl run the idea over in his mind. She could tell that he was interested. His eyes did that little crinkly thing that they did when he saw something he liked. Obviously one of the thoughts running through his mind had appealed to him. She just didn't know if it was of Marissa or Ryan.

"What exactly are you suggesting?" Karl asked.

"I'm not sure just yet. We just have to be ready when the opportunity arises. Marissa has said she will come out with us later in the week and I'm guessing that her 'friend' will be with her. And I know, that you know, how to get her …'Needing you' " Sasha said and laughed out loud.

Karl's head shot up as he glared at her.

"Don't look at me like that. I've watched you before when you want to get in to her pants. You ply her with half a dozen gin and tonics and then when she can't walk straight you offer to take her home. I figure that by the time you get to her place, she's probably so depressed from the gin she's ready to jump anyone's bones that's nice to her. She's obviously pretty easy if you get her in the right mood."

Karl was surprised that Sasha knew exactly what he was doing when he went out with them and just how he managed to get Marissa in the mood. He'd only managed to work it out with guidance from Julie. "And what about him?" Karl asked.

"You leave him to me. You just get Marissa out of the way." Sasha replied. "I'll think of something to keep Ryan amused." She replied smugly as a million thoughts ran through her mind of just how she could amuse Ryan.

"What about if he wants more?" Karl asked, not yet ready to give up on the idea of getting a piece of Ryan as well. If nothing else he was hoping to watch as Sasha did Ryan. Hell if he could he'd take his camera along. If Sasha was right … and she usually was about things like this, then it could be quite a sight. Just the thought of it was turning him on.

"Why don't you let me try him out first? If he's all that I think he will be … then I'll make sure you get an invitation for the next round." She replied. She couldn't wait to get Ryan between her legs. Hell … just the thought of it was making her wet.

Karl felt the stiffening in his pants that their conversation had caused knowing that he'd need to find some relief in the not too distant future. "I don't suppose that you'd be interested in some practice tonight?" he asked.

Sasha smiled broadly. "Sounds like a plan. Here? Or your place again?"

"My place. More privacy. Less chance for interruptions." Karl replied.

"Okay. I'll see what Erin and Marc are up to and tell them to meet us there."