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"Okay." The pit in my stomach only grew bigger as I committed to watching this, but I couldn't leave Sarah alone with this creep. "Show me the technique then, what's it called?"

Callum smiled and slapped me on the back, his oil lased hands rubbing onto my shirt. Apparently it didn't matter if my clothes got covered in oil...

"Attaboy." He said, mockingly. "You've been with ginger tits here for two years right? It's about time you learned how to satisfy her."

"He does his best." Sarah said. She was trying to defend me no doubt but it really only made me sound more pathetic. Still, I appreciated the thought and reassurance from her.

"Go get us a fresh bottle of oil, then we can get started." Callum told me.

"But that bottle still has plenty left in it?"

Callum grabbed the bottle and took off the lid, draining remaining the contents all over Sarah's body. The excess of it glided right off her, drenching the couch and our carpet. Yet more things that were fine to be covered in oil, I supposed.

"See, even with her new sexy slim body it still wasn't enough oil." He chided me.

"It would have been enough if you didn't just dump it on and make a mess of our couch." I kept my tone level, suppressing as much frustration as I could.

"Can you just go get another one Liam." Sarah asked me. "There's another one in the bathroom boxes."

I didn't remember seeing it when I was grabbing the towel, but I must have just looked over it. Sarah had a good memory and would know better than me where something was.

"Fine, but don't start again without me here." I didn't trust Callum not to push things further without me here.

I went back to the bathroom and began looking through the moving boxes again, leaving Callum on top of my girlfriend. My first search came up dry, so I double checked looking through these boxes for the third time now. I didn't hear any moaning or signs that Callum had started, just some hushed giggling. It was good to know that he respected that boundary at least.

I gave up looking in the boxes like Sarah told me to, and tried the cupboard. There it stood, among more of Sarah's products that she must have put away. Clearly she was still under the influence, normally she would never forget something like this and it's not like she would lie to me.

I came back out to see Callum lifting himself back up straight. It almost looked like he had been pressed against her, but I could clearly see his toned chest without any oil on it. Maybe he was just stretching?

"Got the bottle, but it wasn't in the-" I stopped again as I looked over the couch and at Sarah. Nothing looked immediately wrong, but there was something off.

"Did those cards swap nipples?" I voiced my thought as it materialised in my head. I didn't want to believe it, but the more I thought about it the more I was sure they had been moved.

"What, you think I'm flashing my tits at Callum whenever your back is turned?! Do you really think I'd do they to you!" Sarah sounded angrier than I'd ever heard her. I didn't mean it as an accusation, but I guess there was no other way to take it.

"No no no, I know you'd never do something like that." I was backpedaling hard, trying to smooth things over.

"Then how would these have moved?" She lifted up the cards ever so slightly, tilting then towards me. I was worried she would be flashing Callum right now, but I wasn't about to bring that up. He probably couldn't see anything, but he was definitely staring them down.

"I-I must be mistaken... Sorry Sarah." My mind must be playing tricks on my, with all this anxiety I was feeling. I really remembered them being different, but Sarah would never do something like that.

"Are you done insulting your girl?" Callum gave me that smug smirk. "Let's get back to these." He grabbed her boobs and began shaking them, the cards coming closer and closer to dropping off.

A part of me almost wanted them to fall off, I'd been waiting years to for a chance to see them. I would wait as long as Sarah wanted of course, but a part of me longed to see her naked. I knew it was wrong, especially with Callum right on top of her, but the want was there. Thankfully though, Callum stopped jiggling her chest and the cards kept her modesty.

"Why don't you pour some more oil all over these fat titties." Callum told me.

I didn't get why Sarah was so determined to not tell him off for his language, but I wasn't going to make a fuss. Already in her bad books, I wasn't going to risk angering her further. I took the bottle and squeezed a few drops out, trying not to do to much and create more mess.

"What, that's it? Let me show you how a real man does it!" He tore the bottle out of my hands and squirted all over her boobs, swinging it back and forth over both of them. "Alright, now watch closely. With big knockers like these, you really want to dig your fingers in."

He grabbed her chest and began squeezing them, her soft oiled skin molding to his hands. I didn't think it would feel nice or relaxing, but Sarah looked to be enjoying it. With her eyes closed and her mouth biting her lips, her soft moans began to leak out again.

"Now you want to push them forward." Without any grace, he leaned his whole body forward while manhandling her boobs. "And then back down." Again he moved his full body, grinding it against Sarah as he pulled her boobs around.

He repeated the action, rubbing her chest up and down at a slow pace. I couldn't see much technique to this, but after a few minutes of watching them I noticed that Callum's rather large bulge had been rubbing into Sarah's crotch!

"Umm Callum, I think your uhh, thing, may be brushing into Sarah." I chose my words carefully, not wanting to come across as accusatory. I was very suspicious that Callum was doing this intentionally, but Sarah probably wouldn't think he would do that.

"Am I? Sarah can you feel anything? Callum asked.

""Mmmhh God." She said, under her breath before saying at a normal volume. "I think it's, Mmmhh, fine"

Her moan's were getting deeper and more drawn out, a combination of **** and relaxation must have be preventing her from feeling him.

"Just to be sure, let me reach down and adjust myself." Callum moved his hand in between Sarah's and his crotch, leaning forward which prevented me from seeing clearly where his fingers were. "Is that better Sarah? How does it feel?"

"Yes, yes! Just like that." Her voice was like a whisper, and despite the massage seemed tenser than ever.

My mind raced, thinking about what his hand might be doing under there but I silenced it. Trust Sarah, I told myself, you know a pure girl like her wouldn't let another man touch her like that. She was saving herself for the perfect moment with me, and wouldn't just let a guy like Callum have his way with her. Still, watching the scene made me feel queezee, so I attempted to finally end this massage once and for all.

"I think I get the technique now." I said "How about we go out for an early dinner?" Eating out was a bit of an expense for me, but I had enough to cover me and Sarah. Stretching the budget was worth getting us to a public place where Callum would surely run off and fine another girl to court, I still wasn't buying this supposed out of town girlfriend.

"You know, I think that's a great idea!" Callum pulled his hand out and got off of Sarah and I noticed how the oil must have soaked through her panties. In fact they were drenched more than his hands could have done, did some of the oil squirts get down there somehow?

"But...I wasn't finished" Sarah said, pouting at Callum.

"We've got all night to finish." He told her with a smirk. Great, they were going to keep massaging again. I could hope at least that they might forget about it after eating.

Sarah seemed dismayed but simply sighed, then I watched as she pulled herself up off the couch. She did it so casually she must have forgotten she was topless! Helplessly I watched, as if in slow motion as she moved up, twisting herself away from me and towards Callum. I could see the cards falling to the wayside, but with the speed of her turn I didn't actually get to see her nipples. She finished standing up with her back to me and stretched her arms skywards, while I stood on in a speechless stupor.

"Sa-Sarah! Your chest!" I finally managed to stammer out. Callum for his part was just watching, taking in the site of my girlfriends fully exposed breasts.

"Hmm, oh right!" she covered herself with her hands, taking it much slower that I would have liked. "Sorry, I didn't think about that!"

I didn't know what to say, Callum had just been flashed by my girlfriends boobs before I'd even had a chance to see what they look like. I wanted to scream, I wanted to throw Callum out, why did he ever think something so precarious would keep her covered!

"I.. I.." I stammered out, before being interrupted.

"It's alright Sarah, just an accident." Callum said, putting his hands on her shoulders. "They're quite lovely actually, no need to apologies from flashing them." He laughed it off, walking into our bedroom.

"You don't mind me borrowing a shirt do you Liam." He said it more as a statement than a question, and I wasn't in the right mind to stop him.

"Are you ok Liam? Sarah asked me, still covering herself.

"I just, I'm a little shaken." Being alone and talking to Sarah helped, but I still felt a gut wrenching agony inside me.

"I know, but it's just some skin right. Is it such a big deal that he saw them?"

"Well, no, maybe? I mean... I haven't even seen them yet-"

"You'll still have to wait!" Sarah said, stopping me before I could even ask. "It'll make our first time more magical."

Just thinking about that made me feel much better, yes Callum saw her chest first but Sarah was still mine. Things had gone of the rails here a little, but the change of scenery to a nice quite restaurant would calm us all down. Maybe me and Sarah could even get our own table? Some time alone somewhere romantic would really put my heart at ease.

"I'm so glad your shouting dinner Liam!" Callum shouted from our room. "Because there's a place I've been dying to go to!"