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Chapter 356 by BreaktheBar BreaktheBar

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Comfy Times

“Love,” Gemma said. “I love the sex. And I love our dates. And I love working with you. But I think it’s this that I’m going to miss the most.”

“Oh yeah?” you asked, smirking a little. “Exactly this?”

“Not exactly this,” she chuckled, which made her breasts wobble a little. She was laying on her back, her butt pressed against the front of the while you were sitting on it, and you had her feet in your hands as you slowly rubbed them. She was naked and you were just wearing a pair of boxers. Sabrina’s condo was otherwise quiet. “But the cuddles, and the quiet moments. With both of you, obviously, but I like our one-on-one time too.”

“So do I,” you smiled, leaning down to kiss the side of her foot.

Sabrina and Becks were cuddled up themselves, but they were asleep under the covers in the bedroom. After fucking Sabrina that first time, you had covered for her as she got herself done back up a little in the washroom while you greeted Becks. The resulting sex in the living room, followed by a movie break and snugglefest, had been bridged into a second big round that had left both women completely worn out. It helped that Gemma had donned a strap-on, having gotten a taste for feeling the power of wielding a cock during your escapades with Mallory. Becks had gotten a taste of being spit-roasted, though hadn’t wanted to try a double penetration yet. Both of the brunettes had gotten a good dicking though, and then Gemma had gotten hers as you made love with her on the floor of the living room.

“Mmm, that feels good,” she groaned softly as you pressed a finger between her toes, wiggling them with light pressure.

“I’ll keep going, but we need to talk about something,” you sighed.

“Earlier?” Gemma guessed.

You nodded. “Sabrina had a moment. She’s worried about… a bunch of stuff, I guess. It’s probably just all the stress of everything happening at once, but she was worried she isn’t enough for me.”

“I know, she told me while you were having that moment with Becks at the kitchen table,” Gemma sighed. “Which was hot, by the way. But as soon as she came out after you I knew something was up and she spilled. I’m not sure what to do about it.”

“My gut says we should do a Pamper Sabrina weekend,” you said. “But I don’t know if that would fix it.”

“It wouldn’t hurt,” Gemma said. “You just keep being you, though. Let me work on it a bit.”

“But I need to be part of it,” you said.

“No, I know, I didn’t mean to stay out of it totally. I just meant let me talk to her again.” Gemma pulled her feet from you and got up, her breasts swinging lightly as she rose to her knees and leaned against your legs, looking up at you slightly as she rested her hands, and tits, on your thighs. “You make us both feel special already, love. I don’t think you need to necessarily do anything about this, but you will be part of the solution.”

“OK,” you sighed, taking her hands in yours. “How are you feeling about… everything? It’s been a few days since we had a serious check-in.”

“I’m good, love,” Gemma said. “Work is busy, but we’re learning a lot. Next week we get to be at the court proceedings with Garrison even if we’re just in the gallery. I have a boyfriend who I absolutely adore, and who utterly adores me. And a girlfriend I would kill for, which is something I never would have thought I would say. The only thing going wrong is Lucy, and I could almost care less. Becca and Charlotte are great and a wall between us, and I spend half my time with you and Sabrina anyway. Other than that, it’s just my flight home getting closer day by day that makes me sad sometimes.”

“Have you called back home recently?” you asked.

“Not since last week,” Gemma said. “I probably should soon. My parents were all hyped up my first couple of months here and wanted me to call every other day, just like my first year of Uni, but they eased off. I love them but they can be a bit much, so we had a talk and they gave me space. Birdie I text with more often though. I miss her most of all.”

“Well, it’s midnight now,” you said, looking over into the kitchen and squinting a little to read the dull clock on the microwave. “That makes it what, early afternoon there, right? Maybe 2 PM?”

“Aww, love,” Gemma said, rising up from where she’d been sitting and crawling to straddle your lap, kissing your cheeks rapidly before planting one on your lips. “You figured out the timezone math already?”

“Just want to be prepared to call my gorgeous, smart, talented, drop-dead sexy, utterly charming-” she silenced you with another kiss, though you mumbled ‘girlfriend’ into it to finish the thought.

When she pulled away she was smiling and sighed happily as she just stared into your eyes.

“As I was saying,” you chuckled, holding her lightly by her naked hips. “It’s daytime there. Did you want to try FaceTiming Birdie? Or your family? I’d be happy to meet them, or I could give you some space.”

She kissed you again, this time a little more hungry, and you wondered if you were going to be able to get it up again after what had happened all over the apartment not so long ago. For Gemma, you could. It just might take a small amount of effort.

“I want to keep the introduction to my family, like my parents and my siblings, for when you get to meet them,” Gemma said when she finally pulled away from the kiss and just hugged you, your naked chests together. “But maybe Birdie. She’s seen pictures, obviously, but she does want to meet you. But then, it’s also fun to keep her waiting.”

“Whatever you want,” you promised her.

She breathed deeply and then squeezed a little. “I guess you did meet Katherine, and I did meet your college friends. I’m still the odd woman out.” She pulled out of the hug and kissed the tip of your nose, then leaned way back, reaching to pick up her phone from the floor. This stretched her body in delightful ways, pushing her tits up and out, as you held her waist steady so she didn’t fall over until she came back up to sitting. “Let me see if she’s somewhere she has wifi. If she does, we’ll throw some clothes on and say hi.”

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