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Under the Blanket

... titillating movie and his own drowsiness. Doug started getting more and more aggressive and he slipped his hand under Megan’s t-shirt and slid it up her side closer and closer to her boob. Her breath came faster and faster until she was practically panting when he finally gripped her bare breast in his hand and sought out her nipple with his fingers. John glanced over and saw Doug and his wife rubbing up against each other and he snapped to attention slightly. “Hey, what are you guys doing over there?” he asked good naturedly. Megan clamped her arm down trapping Doug’s wrist in her armpit. Then she released it and pushed him away slightly as he hurriedly withdrew his hand from her shirt. Doug’s own heart was racing and his erection was pitching an obvious tent in his trousers. “Doug was just tickling me, dear,” lied Megan. “But it’s all in good fun,” she added lamely. “That’s my wife you are feeling up over there,” said John with a smile. “Show some respect, fella,” he added with a nervous chuckle. He had enjoyed a bit of harmless flirting between Doug and his wife, but John was starting to get jealous of how Megan and Doug were snuggling together on the daybed there. He was starting to regret his choice of movie. Maybe it was getting everyone a little overheated. “You know this movie is considered one of the worst of all time,” said John, trying to sound light-hearted. “Maybe we should put something else on.” “I’m enjoying it actually,” said Doug languidly, shifting on the ...

... daybed to try to hide his erection. “It has excellent character development.” “Liar, you just like the boobs,” laughed Megan, punching Doug’s shoulder playfully. “Well I do like boobs, I can’t deny that,” said Doug, giving Megan a smoldering look of passion. “Heh, heh, yeah, well, I guess we can leave it on then,” said John, but he felt his stomach twisting with jealousy at how familiar Megan was being with Doug. He drank a bit more wine and started to relax and was soon drawn into the movie as another sex scene commenced. “I’m usually just stretch out on this, do you mind if I lay down here?” asked Megan softly. “Go right ahead,” said Doug. “Shall I cover you?” he asked, noticing the blanket folded at the back of the daybed. “Yes, please,” said Megan stiffly. “Why don’t you lay down behind me?” “And spoon you?” whispered Doug. “Yes,” replied Megan. “Cover us with the blanket.” As the two coworkers rearranged themselves on the daybed with Megan laying in front and Doug laying behind her, John roused himself and took notice. “Now what are you doing over there?” he asked, trying to hide the annoyance in his voice. “I’m just stretching out like I always do dear,” said Megan innocently. “And he’s going to lay there with you?” asked John. His head was fuzzy with wine and sleepiness. “I guess so,” said Megan pulling the blanket up to her neck. “Uh, huh,” replied John helplessly. He didn’t like this arrangement, but he was too muddled to think of a polite way to object. Doug wasted ...