I chicken out

It was hard to make this decision. So much of me wanted to! So much of me just wanted to come out and say "Yes I know all about you and Bill, and I want to watch up close and be part of the action in any way you'll allow me!" But another part of me said "No! Don't do this! Just keep it to yourself that you know. You want to ruin a good thing? If Morgan knows you know, then you won't have any fun spying on her any more. She might even kick you out of her life for good. Do you really want to risk that happening?"

Then I heard Bill's voice through my wireless headset. "Get over here slut. I'm ready for round two. If you don't hurry up, I swear I'll stick it up that virgin ass of yours!"

That was enough. I raced back out the door, got back in my car and sat there taking deep breathes like a woman who had gone into labor. The final score of round one: Bill one, chicken nothing. But there will be a next time, and I won't chicken out like that again. Or at least I hope not. Then I heard Morgan' calm, sexy voice. "I'm only a slut because you made me one. But I'm only your slut."

Bill laughed. "Oh I know. And your a good little slut too, aren't you?"

"Are you sure you want me to be a good little slut, and not a bad one?" Morgan chided. "You know, I am supposed to be your best friend's girlfriend, and I do love him in so many ways."

"You may love him, but the guy's a wimp." Yes, Bill had me pegged dead to right. The only thing I was missing was feathers. "That's why you need me. I give you what he can't. He can't control you like I can. Just leave love out of this. It has nothing to do with it. You can love him as much as you want to, and still fuck me whenever I tell you to. Now that's what you're going to do, isn't it?"

I could just see the look on Morgan's face right now. She had the cutest look on her face when she felt lost or confused, and part of me understood that. "Fine, I'll fuck you, any time you want me to. I'll be your little slut ****." I heard something rip open. Then Morgan said "You know how sluts put condoms on their men, don't you?"

"No? How's that?" said Bill.

"With their teeth" Morgan replied in a steamy voice.

"Oh myyyyy" said Bill, and it was clear he didn't know what he was in for. But then neither did I for that matter.