The 5 Rules

Kylie leaned in, her eyes glinting with excitement. "First rule," she said, her voice a low murmur that seemed to resonate through the air. "No one leaves the house until I say so. We're going to have our own little private party, just the three of us."

Payton's heart raced as she nodded in agreement, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Dan's hand found hers, giving it a gentle squeeze of reassurance, his own excitement palpable.

"Second rule," Kylie continued, her voice still low and sultry. "You both do everything I say. No questions asked, no exceptions." Payton felt a shiver of excitement at the command in her friend's tone, a side of Kylie she had never seen before. Dan's grip on her hand tightened, his eyes darkening with anticipation.

The third rule was a surprise, but one that had Payton's pulse racing even faster. "You two will share me," Kylie announced, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "But only when I decide it's your turn." She picked up the champagne bottle, her eyes gleaming. "And no touching each other without my permission."

Payton's stomach flipped at the idea, but she couldn't deny the thrill that shot through her at the thought of being shared, of watching Kylie take what she had just experienced with Dan. She knew it was wrong, but the desire was too strong to ignore. She nodded, her eyes flicking to Dan, who was watching her with an intensity that made her knees weak.

The fourth rule Kylie laid out was simple yet effective: no hiding. "Everything we do tonight," she said, her voice like silk, "happens in the open. No sneaking around, no secrets." It was a declaration of intent that sent a jolt of excitement through Payton's body. The thought of being so brazenly sexual, with no barriers between them, was both terrifying and exhilarating.

The fifth rule was the most shocking. "And if either of you cums before I say so," Kylie's eyes glinted with mischief, "you're both in trouble." Payton's eyes widened at the prospect, a mix of fear and arousal swirling within her. Dan's grip on her hand tightened, his own excitement evident in the way his thumb brushed against her knuckles.

"Okay," Payton murmured, her voice a little shaky. She took a deep breath and turned to Dan, his gaze burning into hers, a silent understanding passing between them. This was going to be a night to remember.

Dan's eyes never left hers as he stood up, water dripping from his body, his erection unmistakable. The sight made Payton's mouth go dry with desire, but she knew better than to touch him without permission. They had agreed to Kylie's rules, and she had no intention of breaking them.