Sarah and her boyfriend

Sarah playfully pushed him out of her room. "Now scat, Daddy! I'm going to call my boyfriend over to celebrate - and finally let him fuck me!"

Tom felt a mixture of arousal and shame as he went back to his room. 'Maybe this wish was too much?" he wondered, having second thoughts. But then he imagined Sarah prancing around, teasing him, having sex with Jay in the next room. That gave him such a thrill! 'No, I've got to see how this feels," he told himself.

He waited impatiently for the sounds of Jay's arrival. It didn't take very long - he must have sped over as soon as Sarah called. He slid up against the wall to listen but their conversation was too muffled to make out. From what Sarah said, he knew she had put Jay off so far, just like before the last wish. But at least he was going to have sex with the incredibly gorgeous 'eighteen year old' (so he thought) model he'd been photographing and flirting with.

Tom heard some low moans and movement in the room but couldn't make anything specific out. He began to get frustrated - he felt a need to really be aware of his own cuckolding. He stood and paced around the room.

"Damn it!," he muttered, "I've got to hear better." He quietly slipped out of his bedroom and snuck up to Sarah's bedroom door. He started to put his head up to the door to listen, but the slight pressure pushed it barely open. Had Sarah purposefully left her door ajar for him? He could now hear much better. Sarah was almost gasping "you can pinch a little harder if you like..."

He tried to peek inside the crack to see what was happening.