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How by the time they’d left she’d been so worked up that the moment they’d arrived home, she’d run upstairs and touched herself secretly beneath the covers of their bed, imagining the four of them together. Kissing, touching, and making love.

And that morning, beneath the blanket, hidden away from the rest of the world, they had opened up... with tears and smiles and tenderness.

She knew this was wrong, they both did, but she still wanted it.

And she wanted Tom to want it too, now.

Needed him to.

She loved him. More than she had ever thought possible, but she needed this.

It felt like an insatiable yearning to be free and wild and spontaneous again.

It was lust, and she was incredibly attracted to both of them.

She wanted to be fucked and to feel coveted. She wanted to feel jealously and desire. It was desperate and raw.

She wanted Elsie’s lips and Cole’s cock and Tom’s familiar, irreplaceable love. She wanted them all.

She watched her husband’s eyes, looking for the tiniest acknowledgement, the barest hint of approval. A nod, a blink, a smile.

Anything...

Elsie watched all of this in slow motion, as though it was playing out as the final scene from a TV show, a cliffhanger ending as the audience leaned in, waiting for the twist on the edge of their seat.

She held her breath and reached out for her husband’s hand, finding it and squeezing it tight.

Then Tom smiled.

They all stared at one another, Elsie catching Anna’s sparkling smile as her cheeks flushed red. Tom and Cole looking at one another, a knowing but cautious grin spreading across their faces.

No one spoke.

The room remained silent.

Barely a breath.

‘Oh fuck,’ whispered Anna, her voice quivering. ‘I...’

Elsie reached out and slowly took hold of her shaking hand. Her skin felt warm and soft between her fingers as they delicately interlocked, squeezing with a suggestive tenderness as she smiled.

‘We’ve not,’ said Anna, pausing as Elsie knelt up before her, high up on her knees, shuffling forward. ‘We’ve -.’

‘I like you,’ said Elsie as Anna’s eyes worked their way up from the shimmering gap between her thighs to her lips. ‘We like you.’

The fire crackled, fizzling and popping as the fresh log steamed.

Anna’s lips slowly parted. ‘We like you too.’

Their eyes lingered, and the room seemed to take a breath, embers flickering and dancing.

Elsie reached forward, still holding one of Anna’s hands, and placed her open palm against the petite blonde’s cheek, feeling her quiver with excitement and trepidation.

Then she leaned in, and kissed her.

Anna’s skin tingled with taboo delight as Elsie’s lips pressed against hers, the soft tip of her tongue sweeping gently across her sweet cherry lipstick as her limbs turned to jelly.

She sighed, moaning quietly as Elsie shifted forward, sliding her hand confidently around her hip and bottom.

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