Laura followed, a few steps behind the others. She still couldn’t quite wrap her head around what was happening here. Her girlfriends had been acting strange all week, and this was the final straw.
The three of them had been out for lunch, and, midway through dessert, Laura sat there and watched as the other two received text messages, made their excuses, and left. Laura decided to follow them, and here’s where the journey ended. In the home of their mutual friend, Paul.
I have to find Paul, he’ll explain everything.
At first, Laura had kept her distance. But then she saw what the others did, how they undressed as they climbed the stairs. How their asses wiggled perfectly.
I have to find Paul. He’ll explain everything.
As they approached the bedroom, Laura found herself strangely excited. She joined in with her friends, as they purred their greetings with seductive intent. Laura briefly noticed that she too had undressed. It was mildly distracting, but unimportant. What was important was what she’d find in the bedroom.
I have to find Paul. He’ll explain everything.