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You Never Know Who's Watching

... to Michael. Maybe she did it out of habit, from her flirting with guys on her nights out. At least that's what Michael imagined. But that smile seemed to mean something else as well. He pushed it out of his mind, knowing she wouldn't want to have anything sexual to do with him. That was what he had agreed to. He decided his desires were playing tricks on him. Alecia gulped her vodka down again, closed her eyes, and concentrated on trying to imagine she was alone with just Trina. While Alecia was trying to get drunk, Trina was trying to take off Alecia's panties. Trina nudged Alecia this way and that, so she could remove her underwear. She moved into Alecia, nuzzling her neck, softly tracing the contours of Alecia's body, wanting this to seem real, or as real as a screwed up situation such as this could feel. Since Trina's back was to Michael, she could imagine it was just the two of them as usual. She held Alecia's head, and brought their lips together. This was her Ally. The woman she loved, the woman she wanted to live with forever. Trina could feel the tension leaving her lover. She kept her kisses light and airy, moving her lips all over Alecia's face and neck, "Butterfly" kisses she called them. Between kisses, Trina would keep telling Alecia how she loved the smell and taste of her skin. She licked from her neck to her shoulder, and slowly, delicately, lowered her head to take Alecia's left nipple in her mouth, sucking and biting it. She tweaked her nipples and ...

... then latched on one with her mouth again. Trina moved one hand up to cup Alecia's breast. While she lowered her left hand to her stomach, twirling a finger in her lover's belly button, and then to the top of her pubic area, tweaking the bud, knowing how much Alecia loved it. By now, the vodka had done its job to mellow Alecia out. She had closed her eyes again, and pretended she was alone with her Trina. Alecia put her hands around Trina and unhooked her bra. She had the funniest thought, that how lucky lesbians were. We never fumble around trying to undo a lover's brassiere. Trina leaned back from Alecia, gave her the steamiest look, and took off her own panties. Unfortunately for Michael, he not only felt out of the loop, but his cock was harder than it had ever been. At that moment, he took too big a sip of wine. Well, let's just say, a man choking on wine is not the most romantic noise in the world. It did however get the girls to remember he was there. Trina beckoned him over and told him that he could eat her, while she ate Alecia. After his embarrassing entry into the "scene", he certainly wasn't going to make any demands. "I have an idea," he said. "Why don't we go into my bedroom, where it will be a little easier to move around, and it will definitely be more comfortable." The girls both stood up, and followed him into the bedroom. His room was nothing spectacular. It was the typical bachelor's room with a king-sized bed, one night stand, one dresser, and a large, ...