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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

"You two…" Wendy swirled the ice in her drink as she looked over at me and Emma, "you're disgusting…"

I smiled at Wendy and leaned over to kiss Emma on the cheek, the steady beat of the club thumping at my back. Emma adjusted her earplugs and turned toward me, turning the cheek kiss to a joyful, sloppy kiss on the lips.

"We could get more disgusting, you know…" I stared into Emma's eyes, knowing that I shouldn't joke about things like that, because she can and she would. "Besides, Wendy, you had a major role in us getting together, this is just as much your fault as it is ours for being so fucking sexy and adorable."

I wrapped an arm around Emma and pulled her tight to me, looking over her shoulder to see Wendy. She shook her head, a look of feigned disgust on her face, “That doesn’t mean you had to end up all mushy. You met at an orgy, for god's sake!"

"An orgy you were attending, right? At your home, with your wife?” Emma slipped away from my arms and moved around the small circular table toward Wendy, putting her arms around her hips and drawing her in for a kiss, which Wendy accepted gleefully. "I hope you don't think just because Vi and I are dating means I don't have time for you…and everyone else."

"Oh…not at all…" Wendy continued to make out with Emma while I watched with an admiring gaze. Whoever I was that night before I went to that mansion would have probably seethed at the sight of her girlfriend making out with another woman right in front of her, but the Vi I was right now, she knew Emma still loved her just as much, and Wendy was someone who loved sharing love and lust with other women as much as we did.

In addition to that, I really, really wanted to fuck Wendy and Brenda tonight, so I was happy Emma was getting things started for us.

"Besides, Wendy…your tits are bigger than Vi's, so, why deprive myself the experience, right?" Emma slid her hand up Wendy's stomach and grabbed her breast over her shirt, eliciting a sharp moan from Wendy that I could hear even over the loud music in the club.

"That's true…fuck…your thumb is right over my nipple, Em."

"I'm well aware of that, Wendy." Emma said, rolling her thumb in a circle as she watched Wendy get more aroused at her touch.

Wendy moved in a little closer and whispered in Emma's ear, just loud enough to hear. "Vi said something earlier about you two heading back to my place and the four of us fucking each other. You still down for that?"

Emma turned to me, a shocked look on her face. "Vi! Wendy just asked if the two of us would have sex with her and her wife, can you believe that?" Her voice dripped with sarcasm that made me roll my eyes.

"But we're in a highly committed relationship, Emma, can we even comprehend the idea of having another woman between us?"

Wendy turned back toward me, away from Emma's advances, and rolled her eyes even harder. "Fuck you both, for real…"

"Well, that is the goal, isn't it?" I said as I approached Wendy and Emma, bringing the t hree of us in for an awkward but satisfying hug. "I love you, Wendy. And Emma loves you…and your wife…and probably about a hundred other women.” I reached down and put my hands on Wendy’s hips, leaning forward and kissing her while Emma continued her teasing. "I just hope you're prepared for the night ahead, because Emma's been really, really pent up at work."

"Yeah?" Wendy turned her attention to Emma and put her hands on my girlfriend's hips, then slid them up her stomach, just like she'd done to her moments ago. "And you need that little extra from a couple of more experienced women to really start your weekend off right?" Wendy dug her thumbs into Emma's hips, exposing my girlfriend's stomach, which almost glowed in the blacklight of the club she was so pale.

“I, objectively, have more experience with sex than you, even if you’re older than me.” Emma looked into Wendy's eyes. What a romantic…

“Emma…I love you.” Wendy said.

“Love me enough to just…leave this overwhelmingly loud place?” Emma returned.

Wendy looked at me, and then back at Emma. “One dance?"

Emma looked over at me and smiled, "that's your territory, Vi…" and she swung Wendy away from herself playfully and into my arms.

"Alright, one song…" I said as I lead Wendy to the dance floor.