Let him watch! – Three’s a party

 Let him watch!  Three’s a party

Your friend really likes to hang out with the two of us, doesn’t he? And he’s always giggling and blushing, it seems. Indeed, I think he’s attracted to you almost as much as he is to me! (I can’t say I blame him.) We’ve set quite the scene with us all comfy and curled up on the sectional, playing cards together.  Before long, I can see that he’s shifting in his seat. As I lean over to you and give you a kiss, I whisper loudly, “Let him watch.”

I’m glad that we discussed it before he got here tonight, so that I can flirt.

You know how much I love it! I hear him audibly gasp at my comment as we lock lips right in front of him. We let it linger just a little, as I peer at him out of the corner of my eye. I’m sure he sees my little smile, too. You told me to go ahead and tease him as much as I wanted, and I have taken that to heart! You and I both know that my saying that we should let him watch had to have gotten the poor man thinking. I see him shifting in his seat and adjusting his pants already!

Maybe we can actually let him watch!

I’m getting turned on with all the sexual tension in the room, and now I’m thinking some very naughty thoughts! How hot would it be if we actually let him watch for real?? With the love-making that you and I do, it’s honestly quite the shame that nobody gets to bear witness. And as I’m looking in your eyes, I’m getting the feeling you’re thinking the same thing. You begin fiddling with the hair at the base of my neck. (I look sexy and cute at the same time, hair piled up in a messy bun, oversized sweater slipping off one shoulder, making it known that I have nothing underneath. Tiny cotton shorts and nothing else, so I can use my legs and feet to tease him even more.

I decide it’s time to turn the flirting up a notch.

Stretching them out on the coffee table and wiggling my toes to draw attention. It doesn’t look overt or on purpose, but I know what this kind of thing does to him. I’ve seen him looking at my legs and feet often, and I don’t mind. I let him watch. I begin turning my attention towards him a bit more, laughing at his jokes. Touching his forearm and give him my sweet smile. He keeps stumbling over his words. At that, I am getting even more aroused by the power I feel as I turn to putty in my hands. “Am I teasing you too much?”
I ask him as I slide behind your back to start rubbing on your shoulders and kissing on your neck.

“Should we actually let him watch?”

I say in your ear, holding eye contact with him. And at that, his jaw drops open. He cannot hide the smile. Indeed, he can’t hide how hard he’s getting, either. You smile and turn to kiss me again. When our lips part, I look at him with a questioning expression. “So what do you think?” I say, as my hands run down your chest underneath your shirt. He instantly and eagerly agrees. So I reach over and click off one of the glowing lamps. Then I kiss your neck and climb around until I’m straddling you. After a moment’s hesitation, I pull my sweater off over my head and present myself to both of you. And your hands begin to wander. I can see his eyes tracing my body. As they reach my pretty toes again, I tease him.

“You really like me all leggy and lusty, don’t you? You can stroke while you watch, you know.” Of course, he nods, excitedly. And there’s no delay in his getting comfy and fumbling to open his pants. “But you can’t tell anybody!” Indeed, I want this adventure to remain my dirty secret! Our dirty secret!

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