Come in

I stood behind my front door and was searching for the mental strength, to open it because by doing so, I would open the door for my best friend to fuck my girlfriend. Again.

With a sudden jolt, I began moving and grabbed the door handle, pulling it open. Mike was startled. Before he even set one step inside, he tried to convince me, that all this was a bad idea, but I interrupted him, pulled him inside, and closed the door.

“It's okay Mike, it's my idea, I'm fine.”

“You don't look fine, man”

“It's intense, but I'm okay, she wants you to meet her in the bathroom.”

With visible eagerness, Mike headed downstairs. I followed him, with a queasy feeling in my stomach. Mike knocked on the bathroom door.

“That you mike?”

“Y-Yes”

“Come in, and close the door behind you”

I saw a glimpse of a naked Emma, standing at the Bathroom sink before the door was closed in front of me. The moment, the door closed, my imagination ran wild.

Emma sucking his dick.

Emma fucking him, while leaning against the door.

Emma passionately kissing him.

That last mental image was the hardest to think about. And I realized that I didn't want that to happen today.

Seemingly an eternity later the door opened and Emma, clad in only a towel, stepped out, followed by Mike, who looked like he was dreaming. She sashayed over to me, while Mikes's eyes never left her ass. Emma pulled me into a hug and kissed me on the cheek.

“Last chance to stop it” She teased me, while gently teasing my dick with her fingertips. Just as she was about to leave me, I spoke: “Emma...” All teasing was over in a heartbeat and real concern was visible in her eyes. “Yes?”

“C-Can you not kiss him tonight, I-I don't...”

She looked at me, searching my eyes, while Mike had an awkward look on his face. Seemingly satisfied, that I wasn't in overwhelming distress, Emma's teasing smile returned.

“You want me to fuck your best friend, but not kiss him?”

“Y-Yeah, I just, I mean, It's our first night and I thought...” I trailed off. Emma took another moment, to look me in the eye. I the beast inside her stirring.

“Then I need to hear the safeword.” She replied, restarting her teasing, feather-like strokes on my dick.

“What? I just-” She cut me off.

“Just that one word, Isaac nothing else.”

“I don't-” She cut me off again. This time with a passionate kiss.

“Than...” She whispered into my ear. “...I promise you nothing.”

With a last squeeze for my penis, she released me and walked over to Mike. Now I saw why he never looked away from her ass. The Towel left the bottom halve bare and as she rose on the tip of her toes, to whisper something to Mike, a hint of her glistering wetness peeked out between her legs.

Emma took Mikes's hand in her own and made her way over to my bedroom door and pushed him through.

“Have fun, I know we will...”

With these words, she turned around, let the towel drop, and absent-mindedly closed to door behind her.

For a moment everything I could hear was the blood rushing through my head. It was happening. The next second I was startled, as I realized, that I could hear things. A soft murmuring of voices reached my ear, too low for me to understand any words, but audible. The door had not been pulled shut correctly. I stood there, frozen by indecision until I heard a clear moan from Emma and the rhythmic squeaking of my bed.

They had started.