It's not cheating if they're just eating sandwiches.

"You like it when I finger you like that?"

Whoops. Looks like they're not just eating sandwiches.

"Yes, sir...Zoey likes it a lot."

They moved from the kitchen into her living room where she put on some irrelevant movie. It didn't matter -- they definitely weren't paying attention.

There she lay, pajama pants to her ankles and Tyler underneath, his legs coiled up with hers as their sandwiches lay on a coffee table, untouched.

His hand was currently busy on her clit, her engorged little nub so hot and sensitive every time he pushed down on it she felt her mind slip a little. Her breathing already irregular as he played with her, his constant kissing did her no favors.

"I'm going to give you a hickey." Tyler declared. "I'm going to give you something you can't deny -- a mark showing who gives you it good. Who gives you it good?"

"You do, sir." She said, her voice raised an octave higher than usual as she focused her energy on staying conscious through his onslaught of her privates. "Give me a good fucking hickey, please."

"Not gonna fight me on that one? What happened to being afraid Tom might see?"

"Please do it lower... on my shoulder, please. Please, sir. I don't want Tom to ruin our fun."

"Good girl." He began to nibble and bite on the area just after her neck, sucking on her skin to mark his territory.

"Zoey is always a good girl." She said absentmindedly. Tyler thought she may not be all quite there at the moment. The only thing home was a desire to orgasm.

He switched it up. He used the flat of his index finger and rubbed it all along her slit causing her hips to buckle, which he prevented with his legs. With his other hand, he gripped and groped her thigh, pulling the muscle and smacking it. "Is a good girl gonna cum for me? Hm?"

No comment reply. Only a soft, elevated set of moans followed by an, "Mhmmm".

He plunged two of his fingers inside of her, causing her to buck once again, but Tyler wouldn't let her, trapping her underneath his legs. "Oh, you wanna buck hard, don't you? Am I preventing that, Zoe?"

"Y..yes," She replied, one of her hands on his and the other tugging on her nipple. "Yes."

"Why am I doing that?"

"It makes Zoey crazy," She replied. "It makes her wanna cum harder."

"Mmmhmm, good girl." He kissed her neck and she immediately melted to any form of guidance, her head crooning in the direction he pushed her with his kiss. "Zoey must like being constrained."

"Very much, sir."

"How would you like it if I tied you up next time?"

A loud moan escaped her. "Good, sir."

"Just good?" He stuck two of his fingers down in her to the knuckle, wriggling them around. She was a tight one.

"Fucking f..fantast-ic!" He felt her buck again, this time twice, erroneously as she tried to break free. He refused her request. She wouldn't stop bucking.

He pulled the fingers out and rubbed them on her clit.

He sent Zoey over the edge. Four violent, hard thrusts came as she tried to break him off and explode.

He refused, and she tensed all of her leg muscles as her feet curled up. He could practically feel her eyes rolling in the back of her head as she let out one loud, "Fuck!" and then threw her head back with her mouth wide open in silent shock and pleasure. He kept the same pace with his fingers, hoping to prolong her orgasm.

As it began to subside, she still twitched every time he rubbed her clit, her body sending multiple mini jolts through her as she tried to reboot her entire system, the entirety of Zoey going offline as she reeled in pure ecstasy. Her legs tensed. Her hips gave off little jolts.

After about ten minutes, he finally stopped and pulled his fingers away from her. She protested, whining. "I don't want these fingers anywhere else in this world other than on me, inside of me."

"Are you a good girl? Or are you a bad girl?" He teased, licking behind her ear.

"A good girl to everyone else...and a slut for you. Master."

He felt his dick twitch. "Imagine your mother now. Her sweet, innocent little girl...cumming. She just had a cock in her throat a little while ago. And eventually..." In lightning fast speed, Tyler flipped her onto the bottom as he loomed over her. "Her sweet, little girl is going to be getting filled every single night with cum. Can she imagine that?"

"Her daughter must be quite a piece of work...she must really enjoy taking it, especially from men not named her boyfriend."

"And the guy she must be fucking with must love cumming on something other than his girlfriend."

"We're terrible people. I hate myself, yet am so satisfied with your cock that I do not care."

"Oh, we're the worst. I'm probably going to go home tomorrow and kiss and love on my girlfriend, not knowing that when I fuck her tight little hole, your saliva is going to be all over me."

"Same for me. Tom wanted to hang tonight, but I told him I was really tired and just wanted to sleep. I promised him a good time tomorrow. Who knew the lips he's going to kiss had your dick on them?"

He leaned in and kissed her. "I want you to keep those pajama pants off. In fact, take off the shirt, too. I want you naked all the time."

"Only after I eat my sandwich. I don't want crumbs."

He laughed and kissed her. "Yes ma'am."

...

They're cheating.