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... plenty of dirty dishes in it. I took care of the dishes, then went through the mess of papers on the table, and found a letter that turned out to be a notice of termination from a company called 'Baggerstons' that indicated I had been laid off due to 'company restructuring' and explained that I had a two-month severance package which would assist while I pursued a new role elsewhere.

Great, first my boyfriend cheated on me, and now I find that I'd been let go. A few minutes later, Gretchen texted me, and asked how I was, and offered to come by after work and eat my pussy.

I don't know why that idea bothered me. It was obvious something had happened, and seemed to continue to be happening between Steph and Gretchen, and Carl had very certainly masturbated to plenty of girl-on-girl porn, but I was finding it harder and harder to understand why Steph had Gretchen for a friend. She seemed really slutty, and maybe not in a good way. I supposed she was probably like the friend you have that gets you into trouble all of the time. That seemed like something Gretchen would do regularly.

Still, I was very curious about what it would feel like to have my pussy licked.

I made myself a bowl of soup, still not convinced my stomach was ready for more substantial food. Just as I finished up, I got a text from Curt asking if I liked seafood. I remember typing out my reply, and then it was like I blacked out, and when I opened my eyes, I was in bed, under my covers and it was ...

... late at night.

This was the second blackout I had, I wondered if it had anything to do with visiting myself earlier in the day at the hospital, maybe Steph handled stress differently than I did.

I woke up the next morning, and pictured Curt, well, Stepth pictured Curt. With his sexy accent, and model good looks. I hoped there wouldn't be any terribly timed blackouts this weekend, I really wanted to be a fly on the wall as he fucked Steph.

The day progressed and I became increasingly bored, and restless. A bit after lunch (more soup) I decided to masturbate again. All the while, I could still take control as needed, but it was taking an incredible amount of concentration, for example, Steph reached for her bullet vibe, but I wanted to feel something in my pussy again, I couldn't imagine using the huge dildo, so I picked the black, medium sized dildo, and it easily slipped into my pussy, it was bigger than the glass dildo, and gave me a nice, pleasant full feeling. As I slowly pushed it in and out of my body, my secretions quickly covered the toy in a milky white froth, I pulled the dildo out, and slipped two fingers inside, then brought them to my mouth, and tasted pussy juice for the first time in Carl's life. It was different, not what I expected, but not bad. I wondered if I'd ever eaten Gretchen's pussy, and decided that I must have. Afterall, it seemed impossible to simply have a friend that occasionally ate Steph's pussy, with no returning the favor. I marveled at ...