Rachel

Phoebe traces a fingernail down her tattoo on the side of her leg. My eyes follow it. I see her plump ass, and dark pubic hair. I know she wants me to pick her.

Rachel sits in seat with her hands folded in her lap. Her long pale legs are crossed and stretched out in front of her. They’re toned, and smooth and ivory pale. She seductively runs one calf up her other leg.

“Sorry Ross. I’m going to take your wife away from you tonight, but I think we’re all excited to experience something new. I choose the gorgeous Rachel.”

Ross says, “It’s alright, just make sure you show her a good time. I’m sure I’ll be too busy with Phoebe to think about you guys.”

Phoebe walks over to Ross, she stares at me as she rubs his cock from his tip to base. She is pissed I didn’t pick her, and wants me to regret it.

Rachel smiles as I walk over to her. I sit down next to her. She whispers quietly into my ear, “Thanks for picking me. I’m trying to not act too excited so Ross doesn’t get jealous. But trust me, the sight of your thick cock has gotten my panties so wet.”

Before I can respond, Phoebe says, “So now that we are all paired up, where do we want to do this? We could all go inside and have the privacy of our own rooms, or we could do it out here in front of each other.”