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“We want you to join us.”
“Tonight?”
“Maybe for more than just tonight,” my friend says, leaning even farther over the table. “It could be a regular thing if we all like it.”
“You mean… you want me to participate, not just watch?” I say more than ask.
“Yes.”
“You’ve always been very clear that it’s just you two, and that works for me. I’m not looking for more if that’s what you’re thinking.”
“We’re not,” her wife says, smiling at me. “We love when you watch us. It’s sex on a whole other level, and it’s become part of our relationship, but we’ve seen you with someone else now, and it’s…”
“A whole other level after that one,” my friend adds.
“I thought you said you weren’t paying attention to us,” I tease.
“We caught some glances and a few sounds,” my friend says.
“And I remember some slurping,” her wife says.
“Oh, God,” I say, embarrassed.
“She was that turned on for you,” my friend says.
“I don’t know if it was for me,” I say.
“Oh, it was.” She stands up and offers me her hand. “If you say no – it’s no, and that’s fine; nothing else has to change. But if you’re interested, we could take this upstairs, and all enjoy each other tonight.”
“This seems like a bad idea,” I say. “It’s one thing to watch and get myself off… It’s a whole other thing to–”
Her wife stands up, walks over to me, then leans down behind me, bringing her mouth to my ear, and says, “We want to touch you.”
“Oh,” I say softly.
“If you want us to,” she says, sliding a hand inside my t-shirt and over my bare breast.
I lean my head back against her body. My chair is pulled out from under the table with hands I don’t see, and there’s my friend kneeling in front of me now.
“Do you?” she asks, reaching for my fly and pulling it down slowly.
“You guys are really sure about this?” I ask.
My button is undone, and there are now two hands massaging my breasts.
“Yes,” she whispers in my ear.
“You know I’m more of a giver than a receiver,” my friend says as she pulls apart my pants, revealing my underwear beneath.
“And I love both,” my other friend says into my ear before she tugs on my earlobe with her teeth. “I’d love to watch my wife go down on you while I sit on your face.”
“Oh, shit,” I say as I feel lips on my stomach now under my shirt.
“Oh, shit, we should stop? Or, oh shit, you want this as much as we do?” my friend says.
“Guys, I wasn’t expecting this tonight. Can we just slow down for a second?”
“Of course.”
