It's not cheating if he tells a little lie.

Um, actually, Zoey left a while ago. I think she got in her car before the storm or something. Went on break and I didn't see her again.

...So much for being your secret lover, eh? Hopefully you'd have better taste than someone who leaves you out in the cold to freeze.

Uh, yeah. No kidding. Wish you were here.

...Me too, baby. Anyways, be sure to be safe. I'll call you in the morning, okay?

Yep.

...Love you.

Love you too.

*Click*

It's not cheating if he tells a little lie, right? He hasn't done anything yet, right?

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"Fuck...Zoey, if you keep that up, I'm going to cum in my pants."

She grinned from across the couch. "Never had a girl play with you like this?" She pressed her now bare foot against his cock and dragged up slowly, her big doe directly on the center of his shaft and making its way up. Tyler could feel his precum being pulled out of him like a toothpaste tube.

He gripped the rest of the couch as he tossed his head back in pleasure.

"I'm glad someone appreciates something different." She said, biting her lip. "Seeing your face like that makes me want to do a lot more than have you cum in your pants."

He gritted his teeth in reply.

She continued to **** him now, both of her feet now placed squarely on his throbbing member, with each press sending it back and sending Tyler a wave of pleasure. Whether it was genuine pleasure or pleasure of doing something he knew he shouldn't be doing, he couldn't tell. He also couldn't care less.

"I guess what they say is true. The nerdy girls who work in bookstores are always the freakiest." She commented about herself, licking her lips.

"Does Tom...just...how does he do this?"

She paused for a moment. "Tom is..." She actually let up. "Tom is very vanilla."

Tyler, still seeing stars, barely registered what she said. "I...what?"

"We've dated for a year now, and at first he was receptive to trying things. But then I slowly learned that through trial and error, Tom...really only likes missionary. Missionary with lots of kissing and hugging. No dirty talk. No ear biting. No..." she winked and stuck her tongue out at Tyler as she rubbed his cock with her feet idly now, "No footjobs."

Tyler scoffed. "You're telling me. Kaitlyn is the same way."

"Really? With you? That body? This?" She pressed firmly against his cock, causing him to jump a little.

"F-fuck." He said as she continued to tease him. "Yeah. Missionary, and if she's feeling kinky, standing missionary. Condoms only. Lots of kissing."

"Looks like we're both kinda fucked then, huh?" She said with a chuckle.

She got up and sat down next to him, placing her head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her.

"I'd say half and half. One gets kinda fucked, one only gets to kinda fuck."

She laughed as she stroked his arm slowly.

"I love Tom, you know?" She said. "And we've talked about sex and stuff and how I like it and trying a bunch of things, but...he just seems so shut down. But I love him so much. He's the best."

Tyler felt a twinge of guilt. "I love Kaitlyn, too. I love her body, her smile, her laugh. I could listen to it for years and years and never get bored of it...but I can definitely feel bored of sex. I love her personality, her family...I just love her. But she just doesn't understand me sexually. I don't just want missionary, I...I wanna make more than love sometimes, you know? I wanna fuck."

"I feel the same way!" Zoey said.

"Let's agree, Zoe." He said finally. "No cheating. We almost crossed a line."

She nodded. "No kidding. I was about to pounce on you and climb you like a tree like the fucking slut I am deserves to do."

He felt his penis stir. "And I was about to push your head into those cushions and fuck you raw until you begged me to cum inside."

"I was gonna let you fuck me any way, anyhow. Ass or pussy, cumming inside or outside, regardless, though, that cum would be in my body."

"Would you have licked it off of yourself?"

"I love swallowing cum. I also would have cleaned you up."

Tyler had to take a moment. "Maybe we shouldn't talk about this."

"I know. Your cock has been throbbing against my hand for the past couple of minutes."

Subconsciously, she had moved her hand down onto his crotch, and he had moved his hand around her shoulder onto her breast through her oversized sweatshirt. He felt a nipple poke him.

"No bra?"

"Not when I'm working with you."

His cock throbbed again.

"Ah! There it goes." She said with a slight chuckle.

"Look, there's clearly some energy here. But we can't cheat. We love our significant others, right?"

"More than anything."

"And how would we feel if we did something?"

Zoey hesitated. "I don't think I'm in the right state of mind to answer that."

"Me neither."

"Well then, look." Zoey said. "Let's set up some ground rules on what constitutes as cheating, and then follow that."

"Right."

"So what we said to each other a few minutes ago. Was that cheating?"

"No. I can find other girls attractive."

"Right. And if I were to give you an over-the-pants-or-underwear footjob, is that cheating?"

Tyler hesitated. "No. It's the same thing as touching your butt."

"So then, touching. What constitutes as cheating there?"

"Heavy petting is not cheating. Nothing went inside anybody else."

"So we're getting somewhere. Do we consider anything going into anyone else as cheating?"

"...yes. Absolutely."

"So no cumming inside?"

"No. But...if I were to accidentally cum and you just so happened to lick it up from somewhere, it isn't cheating. I didn't tell you to do that. It's like if an ice cream cone drips ice cream from my cone and you lick it up, it's not like we cheated."

"Okay. So the ground rule is, is that nothing can go inside of me or you. No face sitting, no fingering, no blowjobs, no anal or vaginal sex."

"Yes."

"Okay."