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I chuckle again and say, “I don’t mind at all.”
“Why would you when she does it like that?”
“So… At the risk of sounding like someone that’s desperate, when, I assure you, I’m not – is there something we can talk about?” my friend asks.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, about the three of us,” she says, pointing to me and then to her wife. “We haven’t talked about that night since, and then that display at the party really got us going. Is there a chance you’d be up for us taking another stab at all three of us going upstairs one night and enjoying each other?”
“Oh,” I say. “You mean tonight?”
“No, I mean any night,” she replies. “We know she claimed you because you told her what we did, but she’s not here, and it’s not like she can really claim you. You’re a free woman. We’re two women who want to be with you.”
“Maybe. But not for a while, okay?” I reply.
“Because of her,” her wife says knowingly.
“Because of her, yeah.”
This time, we don’t mean the woman I meet once a month. We’re referring to the one with the nurse right now, back at the house.
“We understand. Just know that the option is open,” she replies and smiles at me.
“I know,” I say.
“Well, do you want to stay tonight?” my friend asks. “We were thinking about opening a bottle of wine and taking our time if you’re interested.”
“Can I make a request?” I ask.
“Your wish,” my friend says.
“One of you needs to watch me the whole time.”
I get a curious expression from both of them.
“I’m not supposed to come until I do with her,” I explain. “Now, it’s going to be two months; and I don’t know if I can watch you guys and not touch myself. That means I’m going to need one of you to stop me.”
“Wait… She told you that you’re not–”
“No, I told her,” I interject. “I told her I didn’t want her to come until I make her. I told her I wouldn’t either, in solidarity. It’s been a long three and a half weeks.”
“She wouldn’t know if you did,” my friend remarks.
“I would,” I say.
“Should you even watch us then?” my friend asks. “Seems like the opposite of what you should be doing.”
“Probably not, but I want to, and I like the idea of getting myself there and not coming until she makes me.”
“Okay. Whatever you say,” my friend replies. “I’ll pour the wine. You two can head upstairs. No one starts without me.”
We head upstairs together, and she lies on the bed, spreading her legs for her wife, who will soon walk in the door. I notice she’s not wearing panties, and I lick my lips. This is going to be very difficult. When my friend arrives, she’s carrying a tray with three empty glasses and a bottle of red on it.
“Oh, fuck. I said slow, baby,” she says, looking at her wife and placing the tray on the dresser.
I sit in the chair in the corner of the room and wait.
“I know, but I want one fast. Then, we can go slow. I need you inside me,” she says, sliding her fingers through her own folds, and I can tell that she’s already wet.
