Through the Sliding Door Part 6: Enrique Returns - Sex Stories

Through the Sliding Door Part 6: Enrique Returns

... stopped in his steps, and his smile disappeared. “Oh. I see. It’s like that. Don’t get me wrong, Clarita, I’m happy for you, but…”

“Oh, no!” I quickly interrupted, “I’m not saying we can’t sleep together anymore. Luci knows about you already, and she’s fine with it. All I’m saying is…it’ll probably be a lot less often now.”

Enrique’s body relaxed. “Oh! Shit, you damn near gave me a heart attack there! I mean…it’s still a bit disappointing, but I get it.”

“Why don’t you have a seat? We should talk,” Luci gestured to the chair at the end of the coffee table.

“Yeah, sure.” He lowered himself into the chair, looking the table over. “Oh, hey…new coffee table, huh? Is this a…Star Wars thing? You know, where they freeze Han Solo in that…that stuff?”

“Carbonite,” Luci clarified.

“Yeah, that.” He looked a bit closer at it. “Holy shit…is thatyou, Clarita?”

Luci and I laughed. “Oh, just a little inside joke from our New York vacation. It’d take too long to explain.”

“A’ight. You can tell me some other time. So, whatchu wanna say?”

“Well, as I’ve already mentioned, Luci and I are a couple. We’re not just mutually attracted, we’re in love, and I see us being together for quite a long time. Hopefully, for the rest of our lives. I know how much it would suck for you to suddenly get yanked out of the picture, or even just moved further into the background.”

“Hey, c’mon, chica…I told you, I ain’t gonna get in your way, and I’m really, really happy for the both ...

... of you.”

“I believe you, Enrique,” I said, “But still, I want to give you a sendoff you’ll never forget.”

He looked at me sidelong and raised an eyebrow. “Ohhhhhhkay? Whaddaya mean?”

“You still haven’t figured it out?” Luci shot him a wry smile. “We want to have a threesome with you.”

He blinked at her. “Get the fuck outta here.”

“She’s being serious,” I said. “You’re a great guy, Enrique, and one of the few I’d trust not to go blabbing to his pendejo friends about how he scored with two chicks.”

“Oh, yeah, totally, my lips are sealed,” he made a zipping motion across his mouth.

Luci chuckled and looked at me. “He’s adorable.”

“Not as adorable as you.” I took both of Luci’s hands in mine, leaned forward, and kissed her. And held the kiss. And pushed my tongue into her mouth. And kept it in there, feeling every contour and crevasse of her mouth. We kept it up for what was at least a full minute, and when we finally broke, we both looked over at Enrique.

“Damn,” he said. “That was just…damn.”

I put my hands on Luci’s waist and licked her up the middle of her sternum and her neck, then up her chin as she asked “Are you just going to sit there, or are you going to join in at some point?”

“Ah. Good point, chica.” At the sound of rustling fabric, I turned my head toward Enrique to watch him take his shirt off. He was every bit as ripped as I remembered. I licked my lips as Luci grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head, massaging my breasts through ...