A phone call

Gary was sitting in his car, mulling over things. He'd cheated on Bernie with Laura, then used his sister to cover things up, and now Lili was in her own kind of confusion over what happened between the three of them. He curses himself, upset he brought Lili into this..and how good the sex had been. Gary shakes his head when he suddenly gets a text.

"What?" He opens it..and a familiar pair of large breasts appear on the screen. At first he thinks it was Bernie, but he quickly realizes that no, those were not his girlfriend's breasts. Those were Laura's. He sends a text. "I thought you said you weren't trying to mess up my relationship!"

It's not long before there's a response. "I'm not, but it occurs to me that we can still have fun. If it's that big a deal I can stop, no problem."

Gary sighs, almost responding before scrolling back up to once more view Laura's bare chest. He deletes the photo, then dials Bernie's number.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Bernie is bent over the back of the couch, Ben's hands squeezing her breasts as he rapidly jackhammers into her pussy. Bernie's mind is caught between the wonderful sensation between her legs and the sounds of their sex permeating the house. In the back of her mind she thought she heard a phone ringing.

"You need to get that?" Ben asks, though it's punctuated by a slap to her ass.

"SHIT! Damn it, Ben!" She wasn't angry, in fact it felt pretty damn good, but she wants to be able to sit down after this. She's a bit annoyed, but she should really check. "Off, buster." She gently pushes him back, moaning at the sudden loss of his cock inside her. "This should only take a minute." She rushes up the stairs, heads into her room to her phone. Her stomach leaps into her throat when she sees the caller ID.