I could hear Adam’s voice and a woman’s giggle from my boyfriend’s office. The door was closed, but I didnt have to see them to know what they were doing. They were fucking right where anyone could walk in on them.
The sounds of a woman orgasming were unmistakable. Getting louder, Adam urging her on.
I should have felt sick. Humiliated. Should have felt my heart ripped in two. Filled with outrage. At least my eyes should have been brimming with tears ready to cry. I felt none of those things. Only a sense of relief.
“Are you ok?” the disembodied voice broke into my reverie. I had forgotten I wasn’t alone. “Do you want to grab a drink and talk?”
Talk? What was there to talk about? That my boyfriend was cheating on me. I felt nothing. I forced a smile and lifted my head to glance up at the man at my side. Brett was a dear friend. His kind eyes were filled with sympathy.
“I don’t suppose it was a coincidence that we were here after Adam finished teaching his class?” I asked lightly without humor.
Brett had the decency to turn red. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked away guiltily. “I am sorry, Becky. But I couldn’t keep this from you. I didnt want you getting hurt. The rumors going around the campus.”
“ah, the rumors.” I sighed. “Hideous rumours.”
Adam was a professor at the university, nearing tenure. A popular teacher among his students he was handsome. Tall, flecks of silver in his brown hair. He filled out the casual shirts nicely with broad shoulders, and jeans clung to lean hips and a nice ass. He was intelligent funny. He spoke with sophisticated air and passion that drew women to him like a moth to a flame. And men found him disarming as well, for he knew how to smooth over any ruffled feathers, he oozed charm.
I wasn’t stupid. Even if I confronted Adam with his infidelity somehow it would be my fault. Adam hid his narcissistic behavior well enough to fool others. “That didn’t happen,” “You imagined it,” and “Are you crazy?” would be the first three sentences out of his mouth.
then his guileless would turn to rage. How dare I accuse him of cheating on me. If he did cheat on me, it would be because the women were simply more beautiful sophisticated. “Why couldnt you be more accommodating in bed.”
Brett touched my arm once more pulling me out of my thoughts, “This must be very upsetting.”
I sighed again. “No. Its not. Its given me another reason to end things with Adam”
Brett didnt bother to hide his shock, “Becky,” he began. “maybe you should think this over”
“Lets just not talk about it anymore.” I hitched my handbag higher on my shoulder, ran a hand through my hair. “I have a busy afternoon. Shall we go?”
“Uh yeah of course.” Brett led me out of the university to his car. “Look I know this is not the time nor the place” he opened the door to his car. “I just want to let you know I care about you. Alot.”
I smiled. “Thank you.”
Confusion marred Brett’s features. He walked around the car and got in beside me. Twisting in his seat to face me, Brett took my hand in his. “No Becky that didnt get out right, I mean. What I am trying to tell you. I love you.”
My smile faded. “Brett” I stared into his green eyes. Brett was a friend. I had known him forever. His tousled dark hair fell over his eyes, giving him an appearance of a lost boy.
“Brett I cant right now. Thank you” I withdrew my hand from his.
“I’m telling you that I love you. And that is all you have to say me? Is thank you?” the hurt in his voice made me flinch.
“what do you want me to say?” I asked. “Its best you take me home now. Before things between us get worse. We say things we regret.”
Brett drove me home in silence. I reached over to kiss his cheek. He was still. “Brett, you dont love me. You care about me. That’s alright.” I whispered. “But you dont love me. When you find someone, you will know what love will feel like. It will make you soar to the heavens, and fly” I stroked his cheek comfortingly. “and I dont make you feel like that.”
“How do you know?” Brett asked.
“Because, your entire being would be resonating with that emotion.” I grabbed my handbag and climbed out of the car.
Brett stared at the steering wheel then at me, “Are we still friends then?” he asked hopefully.
“Do I love food?” I replied with a grin.
Brett burst out laughing. I closed the car door and waved as he drove away.
I spent the rest of the afternoon packing Adam’s belongings. I phoned a moving company and arranged for them to pick them up and store them at a storage facility. I also arranged for Adam to have a room at a local hotel before Adam got home at seven. All on his credit card.
I was sipping wine when I heard Adam at the door. His key in the lock. “What the fuck” he grumbled. “Becky I think there is something wrong with the lock. My key doesnt fit.”
“Thats because I changed the lock, Adam” I called out.
There was silence. “What?” Adam snapped. “Dont be ridiculous. Why would you change the lock?”
“Because you dont live here no more.” I sighed.
I chuckled at Adam’s bewilderment and growing ire. “I am tired, Becky! Open this door. I want to take a shower and relax. I had a hard day.”
“Yes you must be so tired of fucking your students. You must reek of pussy desperate for A’s.” I poured myself another glass of wine.
“What are you talking about” Adam asked slowly.
“I was there outside your office. How young was she?” I sipped the wine contemplatively. “19 20? was she legal?”
The door rattled again. “You have no right to do this, Becky!”
“Actually I do. You didn’t sign the lease, remember. That makes you a guest in my home. And now a trespasser.” I stood. Stretching. “I could call the cops and have you arrested for trespassing, and making me feel unsafe in my home.”
“You fucking bitch!” Adam exploded. “I will ruin you!”
I laughed. “No Adam. You cant.” I sighed. “I have nothing. You cant touch me. You however, have everything to lose. Your position. Your tenure. Because you cant keep your ego in check, and your dick in your pants.”
Adam pounded at the door with a fist. “Bitch!”
“I know. Adam, but how many times did I remind you never to cross me?”
There was silence. “Where am I supposed to go?”
“I dont know. I dont care.” I finished off the wine, “I had your belongings delivered to a storage place. You can stay at a hotel until you found a suitable place.”
Adam fell silent. “So should I thank you?” he asked bitterly.
“I dont care. Goodbye Adam”
it was late when my best friends Dayna and Shelby rang up. I opened the door in my pjs. They rushed in and hugged me. “Oh Becky! You must feel horrible!” Dayna cried.
“Thats why we brought ice cream, chocolate and movies!” Shelby gushed.
Dayna and Shelby were twin sisters. However polar opposites. Dayna had soft shoulder length blonde hair, Shelby had platinum waves of hair that fell down her back. Dayna was shy and sweet, Shelby was vivacious and outgoing. Both wore similar a shade of green wrap around sweater. Shelby wore leggings, and Dayna wore jeans.
Squeezed in between them I felt safe and loved. For the first time in forever.
“You didnt bring any pjs?” I grumbled. “I feel like a grub compared to you two.”
Dayna laughed. “Thats ok. Everybody does.”
I scowled. “Watch it.”
Cocooned under blankets on the bed watching 13 going on 30, we ate our feelings away. Shelby was sitting centre of the bed, empty ice cream barrels surrounding her. She was working on her third. Dayna and I propped up against the pillows, drinking wine, eating chocolate and fruit with chips as well.
“I cant believe Adam would do that to you!” Dayna rolled over to hug me, pressing me into her. “He is such a dick!”
Shelby chuckled, “Let her breathe”
“Did you cry already?” Shelby asked, taking a scoop of her ice cream. She licked it clean off her spoon.
I shook my head. “Good cause tears are wasted on men like that” Shelby murmured. “I cant believe you guys are letting me eat all this ice cream!” she wailed. “Oh I am going to be a whale tomorrow morning!”
I snuggled into Dayna, her warmth and scent comforting me. Perhaps it was all the wine I had drunk earlier that evening, my confrontation with Adam coinciding with the chocolate I was eating because I was feeling excited. My heart was racing, my body was reacting to Dayna’s. My breasts were pressing into hers. My arms were wrapped around her, my hands on her lower back. Her sweater had inched higher exposing the low ride of her jeans. feeling careless, I let my hand drift down to rest on the curve of her ass.
Dayna didn’t seem to mind much. I could feel the warmth of her breath upon my ear hitch as I began to stroke the crevice of her ass through her panties. They were silk. A piece of fabric that could easily be stripped away with a mere tug.
My hand slid further into Dayna’s jeans. She wiggled about, her body arching into my seeking caress so my fingers dip lower. She let out a breathless sigh when my fingers brush over her perineum to her slit. I hesitated.
Shelby was still in the room with us. Eating her ice cream, however, Dayna seemed oblivious to her twin.
“Dont stop now, Becky” Dayna cooed. “Dont start playing with my pussy if you wont finish me off.”
Her words turned me on. I had never been with another woman, and the thought of Dayna and I made me wet.
As if she sensed my hesitation, Dayna stroked my hair from my face and gazed into my eyes.
“Pretend like she isnt here,” Dayna whispered in my ear. “I am,” She reached down between us, and the gentle sound of her unzipping her jeans was barely heard over the movie. She slipped her own hand into her jeans to guide my hand between her thighs. I was cupping her pussy through her panties. She giggled “I feel like a high school girl getting felt up.”
I giggled. “Did you have a lot of girls feeling you up in high school?” I palmed her pussy, loving the feel of her silky panties on my hand. Dayna rocked herself on my hand, the slow friction of her pussy grinding made her wetter. Her breathless sighing made me even more aroused.
Dayna nuzzled me, “Stop teasing me, Becky” she pleaded. I palmed her a few seconds more before letting my fingers pull aside to dip into her slit. slowly Dayna removed her hand. Dayna’s head rested on mine.
“Oh dont stop,” she breathed. “just like that. Its so good”
I stroked her slit back and forth, teasing her clit by flicking over it. “right there,” Dayna moaned. “right there. Keep touching me right there.”
Her eyes were on mine. I eased off her clit, she made a whimpering sound. I toyed with her pussyhole. Letting my fingers dip into her, then back off. She was clenching the tips of my fingers. Wanting more. Juice dripped over my fingers.
“You are so wet” I whispered.
“I want to cum all over you.” Dayna promised. “I am so close.”
Slowly and firmly I slid a finger into her pussy hole. She was tight, wet. Dayna bit her lip as I slowly pushed another finger inside her. Deep.
We had forgotten about Shelby, but movement on the bed drew our attention back to her. She had wiggled around Dayna til she was settled at my side. She had removed all her clothing, her naked body pressing against my own.
Her fingers cupped my chin, twisting my head so we could kiss. Bewildered I kissed her back.
“Dayna forgot to mention something.” Shelby breathed against my mouth.
I stared up at her in confusion. “Which is?”
“You fuck my sister. You fuck me.”
My heart skipped a beat. She couldnt mean. I glanced at Dayna then shelby. “Say what now?” I protested weakly.
“Come on, doesnt the thought turn you on?” Shelby purred. “Why have one pussy when you can have two.”
I frowned. “but you are sisters. Isnt that kind of awkward.” I argued.
Dayna rolled off me. and Shelby took her place. Dayna quickly shed her clothes, wiggling out of her jeans. “Dont think about it.” she ordered. She kissed my neck, as her sister kissed me. “Just enjoy the experience.”
Shelby and I kissed, She ran her hands all over my body, rubbing my thighs right up towards my pussy but not touching it just yet. Without warning, she stuck two fingers inside me. “You got me so hot, watching you and my sister.” Shelby purred against my mouth. “If I had known you wanted our pussies We could have done this along time ago.”
With each thrust of her fingers I could feel my G spot being tickled by her fingers. I moaned into Shelby’s mouth. Dayna kissed her way down my body, arching as she flicked her tongue over my nipple.
“I bet she tastes good,” Shelby panted.
Dayna maneuvered herself so her head was resting on my hipbone. Angling my thigh up over her head and on her shoulder, I felt the warm whisper of her breath on my pussy. I gasped.
My heart was racing with excitement. The first swipe of her tongue on my clit made me cry out. She held me down, as Shelby drove her fingers hard and fast. Dayna’s tongue was lazy drawing circles on my clit.
Without warning her mouth clamped down and she began to suck.
I screamed as the first wave of my orgasm hit me. Both Dayna and Shelby worked my clit and pussy, alternating between them.
I sank down on the mattress exhausted by my multi orgasms. Dayna and Shelby sat up, smiling. “Hmm that was much more fun than watching movies!” Shelby exclaimed.
I laughed. “It was.”
I kissed Dayna then Shelby. Pulling them to me. “i have something fun in mind too.” I whispered. I laid Dayna down.
“Climb up” I ordered Shelby. I laid Shelby out ontop of Dayna. “Fuck! now this what I call sexy as hell.”
Dayna giggled as I kissed her then Shelby.
Dayna scooped up Shelby’s breasts as I settled between their legs. I drew up Shelby’s legs revealing her slit and Dayna’s below. Both were neatly trimmed, their clits peeking out from glistening folds. I took a leisurely lick of Shelby’s slit, while I fingered Dayna’s slit opened.
“Oh fuck,” Shelby moaned. Her eyes fluttering close. Dayna reached own to rub Shelby’s clit as I took my time between the sisters. Licking up from Dayna’s to Shelby’s wet pussy. My fingers pumping in and out of Dayna’s pussy, hard and fast.
“Oh my god, I am going to cum,” Dayna cried. Shelby twisted her head and the two sisters shared a kiss. Gluing my mouth to Dayna’s clit I sucked on it as I scissored my fingers in and out, stroking her G-spot. She nearly bucked Shelby off her as her orgasm seized her.
Dayna ground her pussy against my face, her juices spurting into my mouth as I hungrily lapped them up. She sank onto the bed, sated as I licked her clean.
I then focused my attention on Shelby. I grabbed Shelby by the thighs. Tugging her off Dayna and further down the bed, I buried my face between her thighs. Twisting her fingers in my hair, Shelby ordered me to eat her.
“Yes, like that Becky.” she cooed with delight. “oh you know what a woman likes dont you. Keep licking my clit that. Oh yes. fuck! You are such a naughty girl!”
It wasnt long before her words were lost in breathless sighs. She was coming.
Snuggled in between the three of them, I stretched my body out. “Hmm we can do this anytime, I wouldnt mind.” I teased.
Dayna and Shelby giggled. “Movie nights wont be the same.” Shelby agreed.
“It certainly has therapeutic values.” Dayna murmured
We burst out laughing. Shelby reached for the ice cream. “Gosh I am hungry again.” she pouted.
I plucked the ice cream out of her hands. “hmm I have a better use for this” I purred.
Dayna and Shelby glanced at each other and smiled. “Ice cream sandwiches?” Dayna suggested.
Not the kind of the ice cream sandwiches she was thinking
- Inspired by a dream I had this morning ♥