Take charge after drinking

She takes a slow, deliberate sip of her wine, her eyes never leaving Alex's face. It's a performance. Every movement is calculated, designed to exclude you. She sets her glass down on the coffee table with a soft click, the sound cutting through the tension.

"We?" she repeats, turning her head to finally look at you. The word is a joke to her. "Honey, we aren't doing anything. Alex and I are going to get reacquainted. You're going to sit there, be quiet, and try not to break anything." She gestures vaguely toward the armchair opposite the couch, a throne of solitude. "You can have the best seat in the house. Stroke that little cock while watching how a real woman pleases someone."

She turns back to Alex, her entire body language shifting, softening, becoming predatory. She reaches out, her finger tracing the curve of Alex's collarbone, just above the neckline of her dress.

"Fuck." Alex said softly.

"I've been thinking about this all week," she murmurs, her voice dropping to a husky whisper that you can barely hear from across the room. "Thinking about you."

Alex's breath hitches. She looks at Valentina, her eyes wide and dark. She glances at you, a flash of guilt and excitement warring in her expression, but then her gaze is dragged back to the woman beside her. Valentina leans in, her lips brushing against Alex's ear. You can't hear the words, but you see the effect they have. A shiver runs through Alex, her body arching slightly toward Valentina's touch.

The glass of wine in your hand feels like a lead weight. The liquid seems to mock you. You're not part of this, you're the audience. The pathetic, flimsy add-on who paid for the tickets.

Valentina's hand moves from Alex's collarbone down, over the soft fabric of her dress, to rest on her thigh. "Why don't we get more comfortable?" she suggests, her lips still against Alex's skin. "This dress is pretty, but I bet what's underneath is even prettier."

The armchair they've relegated you to suddenly feels miles away. You watch the lesbian hand slide underneath your girlfriend dress. Valentina eyes on yours challenging you to do anything.

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