Well, if you absolutely have to...

"You know I love you, right?" I asked.

At Elizabeth's nod, I went on. "If you say no, then that means no. I won't think twice about it. We'll try and calm Amy down and then get back to what we were doing before we were interrupted." I did my best to ignore Amy's low, keening wail at the thought she might not get fucked tonight.

"But?" Elizabeth prompted.

"But," I went on, "I'll do it if you say it's alright. She's our friend! It'd be rude to leave her unattended!"

I tried to joke, but the truth came though loud and clear with my tone. I may not have fantasized about my friends as much anymore, but they still all played prominent roles in my dreams. And even if they hadn't...

I remembered the cabin. How exciting it was to watch and be watched. The heart-pounding tension and lust brought on by a third person staring at me as I performed. The sweet possibility of that onlooker joining in.

There may be a small chance that all that experimentation with my friends gave me a little bit of an exhibitionist kink, with a larger one for group sex.

Elizabeth pursed her lips thoughtfully. I thought I saw an echo of those same feelings in her eyes. But finally she opened her mouth and said-