the silhouette

"Not to put a damper on the party," said Tyler, "but who are you?"

The figure shifted position and stepped into the room. It became apparent that it was a man, though due to the light, it was impossible to see his face.

"Dude, what the fuck is this?" said Dominic quietly, still uneasy.

Abbie squinted her eyes and leaned a bit forward. Stefan blocked much of her body from view of the man in the door, but Abbie stretched around Stefan's torso to get a better look. A smile spread across her face as her eyes adjusted and she could see more clearly.

"Oh my god," she said. "Jake?"

Jake took a few steps further into the room. He was stunned by everything going on. Walking in on a group of people having sex was not something that happened to him on a regular basis. Walking in on a woman he was regularly having sex with -- and seeing her with not just another man but two other men was not something that happened to him ... ever. And while in a more normal relationship, seeing one's partner with someone else would trigger confusion, anger, and hostility, because it was this unusual relationship he had with Abbie, he felt that he needed to accept it, to understand it.

"What's going on?" he said. He moved closer to the table and pretty much got the answer to his question by looking at them.

Perhaps with a territorial air energy, Stefan starting drilling Abbie a bit harder. Her body bounced more vigorously, her breasts shaking. As he pounded into Abbie, it **** a harder interaction with Dominic. Still a bit frightened, Dominic realized that he probably wasn't about to be hurt or even yelled at, and got himself back in the mindset of fucking Abbie's ass.

"It's a party!" Abbie said with a smile. Her speech was a little broken from the physical aggression of two men fucking her, but she attempted to share the story with Jake. "We were ... upstairs with Tyler ... you remember, from ... from the bar?"

Jake nodded. "Right."

Michelle looked up at Jake. "Oh hey, I know you." She smiled a little, then slapped Tyler again. "Don't stop."

Abbie went on. "We came down here ... had a few drinks ... played around a bit ... and ... well, one thing ... kinda led to another."

Jake nodded again. "I take it you're okay?"

"How'd you find me?" asked Abbie. "And yes, I'm okay! Even better now that you're here. Jake, I was totally thinking about you. I don't know, but I was, like, hoping you'd find me."

The odd juxtaposition of Stefan and Dominic aggressively fucking Abbie in both holes while she held a casual conversation with Jake was a peculiar combination.

"I was up in the room, but my mind was all over. I went back to the restaurant, to the bar, asking if anyone saw where you'd gone. One person led me to another, and eventually someone who works laundry said this guy sometimes has parties here." Jake gestured to Tyler.

"He's not wrong," said Tyler, continued to slide his cock in and out of Michelle's ass. "Who was it, Martín? Leo?"

"I don't know, it was a woman." Jake wasn't interested in who the laundry woman was.

"Oh fuck," said Tyler. "It was probably Cassie. Dude, you should have brought her down here. She's fucking wild."

Jake shook his head and turned back to Abbie. "So I walked down the hall, saw the door propped open, and ... well, here you are."

"Here I am!" said Abbie. She was sincerely delighted to see Jake. "Will you join us? Please? Oh Jake, I want you to be part of this." Abbie gazed up at Jake, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Jake smiled. "Anything for you, Abbie."