Kelsey double- and triple-checks the rules

Kelsey stopped dancing for a moment. She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head, looking down at Jake's dick. She licked her lips, and without meaning to be particularly suggestive -- was pretty suggestive.

"You want me to come over there and touch your boyfriend?" Kelsey asked.

Abbie smiled and nodded. "Sounds fun, doesn't it?"

"And he doesn't mind?"

Abbie looked at Jake and shrugged. "You'd have to ask him, I guess. But I doubt it."

"She's in charge, you know how it is," said Jake, more to Abbie than to Kelsey.

Kelsey agreed. "Men make stupid choices. Better to let the women take the lead." She stepped closer to the bed, and looked at Abbie again. "I'm used to the customers wanting a piece of me, but you're flipping the script, huh?"

"Yup," said Abbie.

"You're pretty cheerful about it too, huh?"

"Yup," said Abbie again, laughing a little.

"And I'm going to ask again just to make sure I don't cross a line you don't want crossed. You, like, actually want me to put my hands on him." She stretched out her fingers in front of her as if to say, these here, these are my hands ... and you're asking me to be physical with your boyfriend. "Is that right?"

Abbie bounced a little, her own breasts shaking slightly. "Yup!"

Kelsey took the last few steps toward the bed. Because she was standing, she was already hovering over Abbie and Jake, and she was so tall that the difference was even more ****. She still wore her stockings, bra, and panties, and as she got closer, both Abbie and Jake took note of how naturally sexy she was.

Her skin was smooth and firm, her legs almost like a Barbie doll's, curved perfectly toward the ankle. She was very thin, though not gaunt, and at her great height, seemed almost like an exaggerated drawing.

For the most part, Kelsey didn't seem particularly self-aware. This might have been surprising, if anyone thought about it. Most tall women were very conscious of their height. Kelsey was at least six foot two, maybe taller. But she walked like a runway model, and from stature and poise alone, she could probably have convinced people she was seven foot two.

As she walked, her hips swayed a little. Abbie found herself needing to swallow, her mouth dry at the sight. Jake couldn't believe that Abbie was encouraging all of this, but the very idea of Kelsey being closer to him had his heart racing a bit.

Jake knew that there was nothing he wouldn't do for Abbie. If she said jump, he'd ask which window to leap from. If she asked him not to look at another woman, he'd wear a blindfold. And put his head in a bag.

That said, Kelsey had the kind of body that fantasies are made of. And Jake's mind was running wild. He had Abbie to one side of him and Kelsey in front of him. The day before, the pool with Noelle, the party with Michelle -- he couldn't believe those things were true. But this seemed different, somehow.

Maybe it's because it's just us in the room, and because Abbie isn't quite a part of it? he wondered. But Abbie wants it to happen, so it's happening. Right?

He had to trust Abbie, trust that she did what she wanted to do.

Don't overthink it. Just enjoy the moment.

Kelsey arrived in front of Jake, and then looked down toward Abbie. "So. Now what?"