Keep watching the movie

"Seriously" Karen says, "She doesn't show up here for a while, but when she does watch when she kisses."

You nod. Katie nods. And then your attention is back on the Pirates porno.

You take a deep breath as the first scene fades in. And it's most definitely a sex scene featuring some blonde, big breasted porn star who you're not familiar with. Some of the actresses promised in the opening credits you know. Janine certainly you'd recognize. But not everyone.

You get the feeling that Karen is familiar with everyone. "Carmen is great too, though." She says, leaning back in her chair as the blonde on the screen starts getting fucked.

And the room falls silent... and more than a bit awkward.

The three of you sit and watch the fucking on display before you. You glance over at Karen. Her hand is in the top of her blue blouse, rubbing her lower neck and upper chest. Did she always have that many blouse buttons unbuttoned? You glance at your girlfriend. She leans forward and watches. On her right hand her thumb and middle finger rub against each other. You're familiar with this gesture. It means she's nervous, or excited, or both.

And you sit in the middle, your erection growing, as it would while watching explicit sex, even awkwardly.

Karen doesn't seem like she's feeling awkward at all. She's enjoying her movie. "This is great what she does here." She says, turning toward you, and probably sensing the discomfort in the room.

She pauses the DVD. "Is this too weird for you guys?" She asks genuinely.

And you don't want it to be. You wouldn't mind being the type of person who can enjoy an adult film sitting between two gorgeous women, being aroused and deviant and charming in a naughty sort of way. You'd like to be a lot of things that aren't rooted in reality.

But the truth is this situation may be a little too weird. You glance at Katie.

And you sense you need to add some sort of levity to the moment. "Well I think the problem is... the filmmakers probably aren't expecting you to sit around and watch it with friends like it's The Avengers or something."

"Are you telling me I'm watching my own porn wrong?" Karen fires back with a smirk. She's teasing. The awkwardness is fading.

"Kinda." you suggest with a laugh and a swig of wine.

"Well tell me then, what do the filmmakers expect us to do?" Karen asks, walking right into an opportunity to double your awkwardness; an opportunity you gave her without realizing it.

You open your mouth to say something clever.

But Katie beats you to the answer