Kind of yeah.

“This is weird Katie.” you begin, gently grinding against your girlfriend. “Pretend I don’t know you?”

“Yeah. I’ll leave and it’ll be like you don’t know me. I talked to Karen next door, turns out she’s kind of freaky. I told her what I was thinking and she said I could come over, drink wine with her and sleep in her spare room. So it’s like I don’t exist. Ali is willing. You said you’d run at her if I didn’t exist.”

“This is really fucking weird baby.” you chuckle, a couple mental images springing into your head. The first is a naked Ali on her back, your thick cock spearing into her while her tits and belly bounce. The second is your girlfriend and hot neighbor naked and rubbing together. Your cock twitches and Katie feels it. She smiles and lewdly kisses you with heavy tongue.

“It’s your birthday baby.” she whispers. “Enjoy your chubby little present. I can tell you’re into it. Come get me at Karen’s when you’re done. I can’t promise nothing will happen there.”

“Well, I’d be selfish if I told you not to.” You laugh, “I guess we’re doing this.”

“Goody.” Katie giggles. She kisses your ear one last time and slowly crawls out of your lap. She takes your drink and drains it. She winks and says, “Ali will refill you.”

Your amazing girlfriend quietly slips out the front door, locking it behind her. You’re alone with your thoughts of how weird this is, but how hot it kind of is. Thoughts of Katie and Karen don’t hurt either, neither do thoughts of chubby naked Ali performing various acts on you. You sit back for a second and listen to Ali in the kitchen cleaning up. You wonder what the conversation was like when Katie suggested this, or did Ali ask Katie for it? You’ll probably never know. You idly rattle the ice in your empty scotch cup a few times, wishing there was more whiskey in it. You close your eyes and sigh, wondering if this is some kind of weird test set by Katie to see if you’d actually go through with this. Wondering if the second you and Ali touch shell burst back in through the door yelling, “Got ya!” You decide to triple check and send Katie a quick text.

You: Is this a joke? Or a test?

Katie: Absolutely not. Have fun baby. I already am.

Katie sends a picture message of two wine glasses on the coffee table at Karen’s. What’s most notable about the picture though are the four smooth, and completely bare legs stretched from the couch to the table. Katie’s lean legs are crossed, and Karen’s muscular ones are draped over them.

Katie: Have fun. She’s waiting for you to call her in. :*

Well, that answers your question. Your girlfriend is already bottomless, and probably more with your hot neighbor. So you should probably get started yourself. You smile, this is not how you saw your birthday going. You did imagine a pretty woman taking care of you, but it was your athletic girlfriend, not her chubby friend. But that’s strangely okay. You’re both having some fun. You idly rattle the ice again. You hear soft footsteps behind you. Ali slowly appears around the edge of the chair. Her cute round face is blushed heavily red, the flushing extends into her deep pale cleavage as well. She’s smiling shyly and carrying the bottle of booze and an empty glass. She looks at you for a second with her big green eyes before looking down and mumbling something and filling your glass. She pours a serving for herself and sits on the couch, not looking at you but down into her scotch. There is a lot of unspoken tension in the room now.