There's no rush

What the hell was wrong with me.

"Come on baby, get to work."

The sharp Thwap of Callum's hand spanking Sarah's bare skin rang in my ears as if an explosion had gone off. Sarah's giggling that seceded it tingling my skin and putting more pressure into that knot building inside me.

Eggs, I thought. Eggs will be good enough.

From the kitchen I couldn't see what was happening out in the living room, but I could still hear it. I could hear Callum's grunts and moans. I could hear him tell Sarah how good she was a handjobs, how fuckable her tits were and how much of a slut she was.

It brought back memories. Memories of a time when Callum would say the same things about her in school. Back then they had been vile rumours with no base in reality, but now...

"Should I work your balls as well Cal? Ohhh I can feel how full they are!"

Had he seen something in her back then? Known there was this other girl deep within my precious, innocent Sarah?

"Mmmm fuuuck baby, you were born to worship big cocks."

I stopped thinking about it. I needed to be making the eggs anyway. I grabbed everything I would need out, the eggs, salt pepper and just a little bit of butter. I reached into a lower cupboard to grab out the pan, nearly dropping it in shock when I saw Sarah standing at the door way.

"Ohh perfect! I love your scrambled eggs!" She said, like this were any other morning.

She was still only wearing her tiny thong from last night, and I still couldn't get over how beautiful her puffy nipple were. As she walked over, the red marks on her pale skin became more obvious. Callum, ever the gentleman, had clearly been groping then as hard as he could.

"We're not done just yet, Callum takes a while to cum haha." She was standing next to me, leaning against the benchtop and grabbed my hand. It was nice feeling our fingers interconnect, but I couldn't shake the image that this was the hand that had just been jerking Callum off.

"I just wanted to ask you something..." Her eyes darted to the floor, and she gripped my hand just a little bit tighter. "Well, we don't have any lube right? And Callum isn't used to not having any or anything like it, so I wanted to know, that is if you'd be okay, with me maybe, just the one time, sucking it a little..."

"You..."

"It'd only be for s second!" She was quick to interrupt. "I'd get him sloppy enough in no more time than he was in my mouth last night!"

Right, he'd been in her mouth last night. But that had been apart of a game, this would be different. Wouldn't it?

Before I could make a decision Sarah moved my hand and placed it on the underside of her boob. I felt how soft her skin really was, felt the weight and heat pressing against me. Squeezing them just a little sent electricity down my spin, and brought my rock hard cock closer to cumming than I'd like to admit.

"You don't mind if I suck him just a little bit right?" She was looking up at me with big puppy dog eyes. The innocent look om her face contrasting her words and our situation.

"Ju-just a little?" I asked, my eyes staring deep into hers.

She pulled me into a hug, wrapping her naked body around me. It was tighter than her normal hug, and her boobs pressing into only made my cock twitch harder. While she held me tight she leaned in close, whispering something barely audible into my ear.

"You're too good to me."

With that she skipped off, leaving me a shaking mess. Without consciously thinking, I moved my hand under my nose. Smelling the faint lingering scent from the breif touch I'd gotten. It was only after taking it in for a moment that I remembered what my hand had been holding onto a moment before.

Why did I keep doing things that felt wrong.

This wasn't how I'd wanted our lives to go, not how I'd wanted this new chapter to begin. Not a day ago, at least.

"Mmmm fuccck slut, work that tongue all the way down to my balls bitch!"

I cracked the egg into the pan, shell getting everywhere. It was hard to open them right with only one hand.

My other hand was occupied. Down my pants and teasing the head of my cock, just like Sarah had last night. Jerking off to the sounds of mu girlfriend getting another guy off, now that would be really wrong. As things were, I wasn't even touching my cock to it directly.

"NNnnGggHhh my GOD, how do you take it so DEEP!"

The eggs hissed and sizzled as the heat increased. I focused on them as much as I could, keeping myself from cumming in my pants again. It was slower work using only one hand, but there's wasn't any rush...

"Ohhhh fuck I could use you all day! You'd love to taste it non stop wouldn't you ginger tits?"

Seasoning. Just salt and pepper, nothing fancy but important all the same. I normally enjoyed hearing the salt and pepper grinding but it was hard to hear it over the Gluuck Gluuch Gluuuughh comming from the other room.

I plated the meal up into two servings. One large plate for Callum and a smaller one for Sarah, I wasn't feeling hungry at all.

"MmMmhhh yes baby, just a little more!"

Some kind of garnish was needed though, right? I spent a moment looking through our spices, deciding on parsley. Shaking on a little, I grabbed the plates and walked out.

Callum was leaning back on the couch with an arm around Sarah. She was pressing her, her two hands working his cock like out of a porno. Jerking him with a skill and speed that suprised me, but that I couldn't look away from.

Walking over I could see that Callum hadn't even cleaned off the couch before sitting naked on it. Some of my shirts were parking out by his dick. His fingerer dug into Sarah's side as she brought him closer and closer to cumming.

"It's ready." I said, though they barely seemed to notice me.

Sarah did look up for a moment and smile though. Not her normal, innocent and genuine smile but more of a devious grin. I could tell how me watching was giving her a thrill and as wrong as it was, I couldn't deny that it was giving me a thrill as well.

"Ohhhh fuck that's it slut, I'm gonna CUM!