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Twenty
Dustin
It felt weird watching Philip and Adrienne leave on Monday night. The same way it had leaving Phillip’s on Sunday morning, but more potent. What else were they supposed to do, though? It wasn’t like we could all sleep in the same place night after night.
Tuesday and Wednesday, work was back to normal—as normal as it got around here—after the hectic week of beta testing. Except for one thing I couldn’t ignore, no matter how much I wanted to. Phillip spent most of his time with his chair rolled up to Addie’s desk, showing her some of the more intricate features of the software we used for rendering.
Which was his job—he was brilliant at training. He’d shown me the ropes a few years back, and several other people at Rinslet, and he was back in his element helping Addie.
Still, watching them, their heads bent close, their quiet voices and laughter filtering to my desk, I struggled to push aside jealousy—of her. Of him—I wasn’t sure which was stronger.
“What am I doing wrong?” Addie’s exclamation came out of nowhere. She was supposed to be working on two characters having sex in a bar. “I understand the body mechanics, but… Standing up sex can’t possibly work for most people, can it? You said the other night— Am I missing something?”
“Standing up sex doesn’t work. Not for any length of time.” I was careful to hide my amusement, because I also understood her frustration. So many types of media portrayed unrealistic things, how was someone supposed to know if they hadn’t experienced it? “I mean, yeah, it can be done, but the muscle control, and the strength, and whether or not it’s actually enjoyable… The balance is rarely there.”
“You’re not looking for standing up sex,” Phillip said. “You need one character sitting.”
She didn’t look convinced. Of what, I wasn’t sure. “But… I mean…”
“What?” I prompted kindly.
“A dick just isn’t that long,” Addie said.
Phillip smiled. “It’s all about position and angle. We could show you, if you want.”
My pulse cranked to high at the proposal of another lesson. I’d make a habit of those in a heartbeat.
“I think I might need one.” Addie’s tone was serious, but the pink that flushed her cheeks was demure.
Fuckshe was sexy.
Phillip grasped her hand. “Office.”
Addie didn’t move. “Right now?”
“No time like the present,” Phillip said.
And I liked the way he thought. “Fair warning—pretty sure we can’t do clothes on for this one, but we can try, if the idea of doing this here is too much.” It was turning me on, more the longer I thought about it.
“What if I’m not bothered so much as turned on, and hoping more clothes come off, not fewer?” Addie asked.
Phillip leaned his head near hers. “That’s my girl.”
My jealousy surged back, carried on that single sentence, and I still didn’t know who I envied more.
We moved into the office, and I closed and locked the door. I did love the fantasy of someone walking in on us, but there were some things I wasn’t willing to risk. This was still fairly public regardless, and the idea of doing this here, now, raced through me with excitement.
“Unlike Dustin, who likes the attention, sometimes I have a thing for watching. And directing.” Phillip nudged Addie toward me and stepped away.
“Pretty sure I know where all the pieces go.” Not that I was complaining as I guided Addie toward the desk.
Phillip smirked. “This is a learning opportunity, though.”
Addie rested her weight against the desk. “You make it sound so clinical.”
“You’ve never had fantasies about your teachers?” I pressed closer to settle my hands on her hips. I swore sparks flowed between us at the contact.
She adjusted her position, her body rubbing against mine. “Not until the two of you.”
