"Well! Who the fuck are you, strange ass bastard?!" Mitch stood a good 10inches taller than him as he wrapped a big arm around, clapping him on the back. "Good to see you, brother."
The hug had been unexpected. John could see it written all over their friend's expression but he smoothed over it with a humored smile.
She felt his eyes run down her. Taking a deep breath she controlled the rise in flush and turned to the sink. Her outfit had been selected with purpose. A form fitted T-shirt with a v-neck and jeans to show off her ass. She wanted to keep him riled up, just a bit. And she knew it was one of Mitch's favorite looks as well. Snapping back to the present found her lost in their conversation. So she set the glasses of chilled tea in front of them and sipped her own glass.
Her mind traveled back to the previous night and the recent encounter in the room behind her two favorite men. Her groin ached with excitement at knowing Mitch had caught them twice already. She knew he was just sexual enough to have enjoyed it himself surely. While Doe had been getting cleaned up- Mitch had followed her upstairs to ask her what was going down.
(Ten minutes ago:)
"He may be short but not in all measures, huh, lass?"
"You should have joined us if you wanted to know so much."
"I preferred to watch actually."
The smile broke through and she laughed with him, "I bet you did ya sick fuck. Go clean the sludge out of the bushes."
"You just want to see me work and have another dick-session while I'm out there." He playfully grabbed her from behind and thrust against her. "Ohhhh Teddyyyyyy!" He moaned, mockingly.
John snapped out of it as Doe brushed against her, setting the empty glass in the sink behind. He took a deep breath when he smelled her perfume. A rise starting below the belt.
"You guys coming... to lunch... or each other?" Mitch interrupted the brief exchange of desire between the two lovers.
John brushed her whole body against Doe to step around him and tried to maintain her posture. "You're no fun, Mitch. Everyone needs a chance to work up an appetite."
"I'm sure your appetite is just fine." He smirked.
Doe watched her ass as she walked to the door and bent over to pull her shoes on. Mitch pulled Doe closer to him by a hand on his shoulder and made instructions about why he should not bring a tripod into the truck. Doe felt a little lowered by the comment but was reassured as John turned to smile at him. “Do not forget the books you meant to grab earlier,” she said. For a moment Doe was confused before realizing she had said this to Mitch while looking at him. She held her hand out, awaiting his grasp and he felt his confidence soar higher than before when he took her hand in his own.
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