You woke up the next morning, still in Kate's bed. She had her arms wrapped around you, one hand one one of your breasts and one against your pussy. You smiled, reaching back and squeezing her ass. She stirred, then kissed you. "Morning," she said.
"Morning," you replied. You twisted around and kissed her, setting off a makeout session. After a bit, she pulled away and reached over to her nightstand for her phone.
She looked at it and sighed. "It's later than I thought."
"You have something going on today?" you asked.
"Spending time with Tony." You couldn't help but frown at that. It felt like her talking about competition right to you. She looked concerned for a minute before grinning. "Do you want to come along?"
"I don't know about that one, Kate..." you said.
"Oh, come on. I like both of you, I want to be with both of you. All of us should get along, at the very least." You considered what she was saying. You didn't like the idea of hanging out with her boyfriend, but... he was apparently cool with all of this. How bad could he be?
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