Meeting Jamie

{if bet=true}I saw a glimpse of Jessica disappearing into Andrew's room as I entered the hallway. {endif}Descending to the first floor I went looking for Jamie. I found him in the living room, sitting around a table with Tyler and four other guys playing Cards against Humanity. They all seemed quite drunk and were laughing their asses off at the latest card combinations. I had to poke Jamie's shoulder to get his attention.

"Just going to finish this game," he said nodding at me. His attention returned to the table, and I was left standing behind the couch watching. One of the guys asked if I wanted to join, but I politely declined. As I waited I could feel something cold and slimy running down the inside of my thigh. Excusing myself I ran to the bathroom to get cleaned up. When I returned they had already started another round. Jamie gave me a sheepish look, but I just waved it away. I could wait five more minutes.

I immediately regretted it when I saw Brandon coming downstairs. Seeing that I still hadn't left he gave me a quizzical look. I tried to subtly nod towards Jamie on the couch. An evil grin appeared on Brandon's face as he headed straight for me. He moved up uncomfortably close to my back, but neither Jamie nor any other drunk partygoer seemed to notice.

Brandon's hand found it's way under my skirt, with easy to access to my pantyless pussy. Two fingers easily slipped into my well used cunt, forcing me to suppress a moan. Grabbing the back of the couch with both hands, I was **** to endure Brandon fingering me right behind my unsuspecting boyfriend. Taking deep breaths in order to not make any sounds, I must have looked constipated to anyone looking my way. How was Brandon so fucking good at this?

A small whimpering sound escaped my lips as the last round concluded. Jamie looked back at me, and Brandon withdrew his fingers just in time for me to avoid having an orgasm right then and there. I smiled down at Jamie as he looked surprised at seeing Brandon there.

(Kink +10%)

(Suspicion +10%)

Grabbing Jamie's arm I hurriedly dragged him out of there before Brandon could enact any other antics. Walking home I grabbed his arm and leaned into him. Walking together all alone, the guilt reared its ugly head again. Could I really keep doing this to him? The fair thing to do would be to simply break up with him, but the thought of doing that hurt to much. I still loved him. Pushing all the difficult thoughts aside I **** myself to simply enjoy walking with my boyfriend. Hard choices could wait to another day.