“Please baby, just listen for a second, I need to tell you something. When I was facing away from you I let him look at my pussy!”
Tom’s eyes widened in shock, but he didn’t stop Emily from stroking him. “But I haven’t even seen your pussy,” he said with equal parts jealousy and lust. “What do you mean ‘let him look’? Did you show him?”
“No, he said he was going to have a look, and then he grabbed my waistband and pulled it down. But he did it so slowly that I could have easily stopped it. I don’t know what came over me!”
“Fuck!” Tom shouted, suddenly convulsing. His eyes rolled back in his head as he experienced the biggest orgasm he’d ever had.
“Oh shit Tom! Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Tom said woozily, relaxing back into the couch.
“I really am sorry honey,” Emily said, but Tom was already snoring, exhausted from a very intense 12 hours.
Emily didn’t want to wake him up, so she got up and first had a shower to wash off the gross feeling she still had from where Bill had touched her, then she ate a bowl of cereal and set an alarm on Tom’s phone in time for his first class before heading off to her own class.
Tom awoke bleary eyed and looked at his phone that was blaring an alarm. He looked at the time and quickly jumped up, realising he only had fifteen minutes to get to class. He quickly had a shower, grabbed an apple and a protein bar, and headed out the door. It was only once he was striding towards the uni that he thought back to what had happened earlier that morning. He remembered that Emily had said that Bill had got to see her pussy, which meant Bill got to see it before Tom did! He realised that things were getting out of hand now, he’d have to put an end to it before it went any further. At the same time the memory was already getting him hard again.
When he got home late in the afternoon he found Emily sitting on the couch watching a show. She paused it when she saw him. “Heya, how you doing? You’re not… upset about this morning are you?” she asked timidly.
Tom’s heart melted a little seeing her worried. “No, of course, that was amazing, you were amazing!”
Relief washed across her face. “So you liked seeing Bill get a personal show of your girlfriend in that crazy outfit? Like him looking at where my nipples pushed the fabric of that flimsy top?”
Tom let out a groan of wonder as he let Emily pull him into the bedroom, struggling to believe the sexy creature he had released. “You have to tell me everything that happened when you were on his verandah, I couldn’t see very well.”
“Oh don’t worry baby, I will,” she said with a grin, pulling his pants down and pushing him onto the bed. “So, when I saw you there pretending to unload the groceries, I knew I wanted to put on a show for you. But then Bill told me to go up to him, and the idea just seemed so naughty that I had to do it. I was so excited that my nipples were rock hard, he could probably see them before I even climbed the steps!” By now she’d begun to slowly stroke his cock with one hand. “First of all he told me to turn around so he could pull the material up into my butt crack. Then when I turned around and I swear I saw his cock, but the end was way too far down the leg of his pants! Then he-“