Laura speaks up

We hadn't noticed Laura join us on the bed during our fight, but she was now laid at the top of the bed and spoke up.

"He's right, your bed is far to comfortable. I'm staying here too"

Casey lay on my chest and put on her best fake whimper. I was starting to worry that she might feel my cock soon, so let go of one wrist so she could escape. She didn't move at all, and I figured I could at least push her off if I needed to.

"It's the drink" she said, "it must be because, right now, this chest in unremarkably comfortable too" I laughed but didn't reply. If I relaxed I would have been comfortable too, even with Casey laying on me, but I couldn't with my cock attempting to lift her off with it's blood flow.

The room was only dimmly lit by lamps, and we lay there for a few minutes, getting more and more comfortable as the drink took over. I began to think they'd fallen asleep when I suddenly felt Casey's fingers start to caress my forearm. I lifted my hand and placed in gently on her lower back.

I felt her head moving slowly, bringing her mouth closer to my ear. My heart was beating faster and faster as I imagined a situation that definitely should not happen. Suddenly I heard her whisper something to me, but didn't make it out. I lifted my head slightly and asked her to repeat what she said.

"I think Laura is playing with herself" she whispered again. I nearly choked on air and turn my head towards Laura. Sure enough, she had her eyes closed and one hand pushed firmly into her open jeans.

"How did you know?" I whispered to Casey.

"Heard her undoing her jeans, and then her breathing"

"What the fuck do we do? If we move she'll know we were awake."

"But its so unfair! I should be the one doing that and you two ruined it!" She whispered in fake rage, trying not to laugh at the situation we found ourselves in. My cock was rising rapidly and I knew she must be able to feel it now.

"I didn't get to cum either you know, in case it's not obvious!" I whispered back

"Pretty sure I'd feel it right now even if you had got to cum" at that, with my alcohol laced blood flowing to the wrong place for decision making, iblet go of her wrist I still held and placed my hand on the back of her bare thigh.

She now free hand shot straight to my hip, finding bare skin whefe my T shirt had ridden up and my jeans slipped down.

We froze, clearly crossing a line and unsure whst to do.