Yes - but he's sneaky about it

Well, fine, I thought, I can help in that regard.

As I went to pick up my laptop, I "accidentally" clicked open my video player, bringing up a window with a frozen image from my previous chat with Sonya. I'd re-watched it at least three times since then, and it was currently paused at my favorite part, just as Sonya's face was twisting with rapture, mid-orgasm. Her hand was frozen, tugging fiercely at her beautiful naked breasts.

I made sure that both Tami and Claire got a chance to see it before shouting, "Whoops!" and slamming the laptop closed.

"Sorry ladies, that's personal."

Tami looked at me wide-eyed. "Thanks a lot, Michael. Like I wasn't horny enough before."

I looked over at Claire, who was blushing self-consciously.

"Wait—Tami, are you bi?" I asked, feigning surprise.

"No, it's just—" She looked back and forth from Claire to me, then shrugged her shoulders in frustration. "Fine, yes, I think girls are hot, too, okay?"

Claire went pale, quietly asking, "Really?"

"Yes, really. And frankly, you haven't exactly been helping me get over this breakup, always looking so hot every time we go out. Seriously, if you weren't straight, it would have been you I was coming onto last week and not Michael. We could have avoided all this mess. No offense, Michael."

"Hey, no need to apologize," I joked. "I think she's hotter than me, too."

Claire couldn't believe her ears. "But, you never told me."

"You never asked! Besides, you always acted all weird and uptight whenever I'd point out that another girl looked hot around you. Like you thought it was gross or something."

"No, that's not—that's not why I acted like that."

Tami put her hands on her hips, getting annoyed at her friend's cryptic behavior.

"Well then, why?" she demanded.