3. Voyeur

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I'm not sure I'm ready for tonight. I've been keeping my mind busy with a complicated recipe that's taken up most of the day. Even though we've been talking the last few days with a couple, Paige and Tom, from the other apartment, they're still strangers.

I know things aren't going to stay innocent tonight. Not with the four of us in a room together. I shiver and push dessert to the oven.

I wipe my hands on the apron and look at myself in the mirror. The apron is the only thing I have on. Since Ryan was called in to work today, I want to make sure that he's in a good mood when he comes home and that he'll be ready to go.

Otherwise, I have no clue what I'll do. I know if I don't stay busy, I might lose my nerve altogether, so I find other things to keep me in the mood and avoid overthinking. I take a picture of myself in the kitchen and send it to him, then I strike a pose that shows more and send that as well.

My phone vibrates and I pick it up, reading a text from Ryan. I'll be home in five minutes. You are my appetizer.

Touch yourself until I get home, baby. I want you nice and wet for me. Since all the work on the stove is done, I take off the apron, walking around the apartment fully naked.

I think of Paige and Tom joining us tonight, of how close they'll be, the fact that we're basically going to be live porn for them. With them, then I slide my fingers between my legs as I lean against the island. I groan and slowly circle my clit with two fingers.

I keep myself on the edge, riding the high of almost coming without letting myself fall over. By the time I hear the keys in the door, I'm dripping wet, eager for more than a tease. Ryan peeks his head in and grins at the view.

You're such a good girl. He closes the door behind him and makes a beeline to me, dropping his work bag on the ground. Ryan kisses me hard and hungry, then drags me to the shower so we can clean up before our guests arrive.

We wash each other, talking about the other couple and what we want to happen. Ryan checks in with me about whether I'm comfortable having sex in the same room as strangers, and I admit it's been a fantasy of mine for a long time. After, I dress in a strapless party dress with nothing underneath as he pulls on jeans and a t-shirt that I think accents his strong arms perfectly, my haughty construction stud.

Just as we get back to the kitchen, the doorbell rings. Ryan opens it since I'm working to finish dinner. Paige comes in first, her long blonde hair free and her lips painted a deep red.

She looks between us with sparkles in her blue eyes. Behind her is Tom, his brown hair shaggy, but well kept. Paige walks over to me and gently buffs my hip with hers.

I'm terrified I'm going to say the wrong thing, but she sniffs and sighs. Mmm. Smells amazing.

Thanks. I've been working on it all day. I smile.

The food is great, but I actually meant you. Just like that, the ice is broken. We talk as a group in the kitchen as I plate everything, then dig into the food.

It's just like any other get-together with any group of friends. Conversation flows easily and it turns out that Tom and Ryan actually work for the same parent corporation, but different divisions. Paige leans towards me to say something as we work our way through dinner.

Her fingers stroke my side and it feels like lightning crackling along my nerves. I bite my lip and find myself leaning towards her. She looks me over, her eyes lingering on my lips.

It's too easy to forget that there are others in the room. I glance at the guys and notice we have their full attention. Tom looks me over as Paige's hand strokes my thigh.

I blush and feel a shiver work down my spine. I can't help but picture every position I've seen them in and remember every moment of ecstasy I've witnessed. We get through dinner quickly and Ryan slips his arm around me, stroking my collarbone in a way that makes me feel at least ten degrees hotter.

I bite my lip and squeeze my thighs together, trying to control the lust rising in me. Paige and Tom share a slow kiss, looking into each other's mouths and moaning softly. I brush my palm over Ryan's thigh and his hand follows my back before reaching around to cut my breast.

I lick my bottom lip. I didn't cum while fingering earlier and I feel twice as soaked now. Watching Paige's hand stroke down Tom's chest and below the table line as Ryan teases my nipple through the thin fabric of my dress is insane.

Paige draws back from Tom's mouth and looks between us. We're not staying PG, are we? Ryan nods to me.

That's fine with us. The four of us move to the living room and Paige slowly undresses as we go. She eases her shirt over her head and Tom catches her hips, slowly dragging her skirt over her long, lush thighs.

I lick my lips as Ryan pulls me back against him, rubbing his heart on against me. I moan in my back arches as I reach behind me to undo Ryan's jeans and ease his zipper down. I slowly stroke his cock as I watch Tom finish stripping Paige.

He caresses her breasts, then helps her out of her underwear. Every inch of her is gorgeous. Ryan works on freeing me of my dress and slips his hand between my legs, fingers teasing my clit until I'm practically shaking.

Being so clearly on display for Paige and Tom is hotter than I thought possible. I moan softly and Paige comes forward, pressing her mouth to mine to swallow the sound. We kiss slowly, exploring each other's mouths with soft licks.

As Paige's mouth slowly follows the curve of my neck, her hand cups my breast and I feel my legs shake. Between her light touches and Ryan's fingers thrusting in and out of my pussy, I know I'm not going to last long. I pant and groan, my body arching into their touches.

Slowly my hands stroke and slide across her body. Paige and I hold onto each other as the guys finger us. I whimper and nip Paige's bottom lip, determined to touch and taste as much of her as I can.

Right as I'm sure I'm going to cum, Ryan picks me up and carries me to the living room. He sets me on my hands and knees so I can watch Tom finish undressing. He kicks his clothes to the side, revealing his long, hard cock.

Paige rolls on her back in front of me and reaches for me, dragging me into a kiss that gets me high all over again. I lick my lips and slide my fingers into Paige's hair as Ryan pounds his cock into me. Paige's mouth parts as their back arches.

She drags her nails down Tom's chest as her hips roll to meet each thrust. Her cheeks flush pink and I groan. She groans and reaches out to me.

Ryan half-carries me closer to them. I can see every inch of Paige and Tom, her silky soft skin dewy with sweat as Tom fucks her hard. His muscle-toned body ripples with each move.

Ryan sets me down so I'm on top of Paige. I feel her tongue flick against my clit as she digs her nails into my bottom. I grab her ass and kiss up her thighs before doing the same.

I lick her and Tom at the same time, enjoying the way they moan for me. This is so much better than watching. It's better than I ever could have imagined.

Come for them, baby. My body tangles all over and I can't stop myself from coming so hard that I see stars. After me, Tom and Paige finish, then finally Ryan.

We untangle ourselves then cuddle on the floor. I grin and take Paige's hand. She bites her lip and giggles, grubbing Tom who's spooning her.

I feel Ryan grind against me and then kiss my temple. I think I love New York, baby. We all laugh and I nod in agreement.

To think that all it took was a move and a sexy couple to open us to this amazing world is wild. I kiss Ryan then remember the cake is in the oven. We still have dessert.

Good. Good. Good.

Good.