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CHAPTER NINETEEN

"You two are insane, literally." Kim said, stifling a laugh. She was trying to stay above it all and act like she wanted to back out, but I knew Kim too well and could tell when she was curious about something. If she was really curious, she was always full of nervous laughter, and by how she was behaving at the table, you would have thought Emma and I were doing a standup routine.

"There's nothing abnormal about wanting to explore sex to the fullest, Kim…we only have so long on this dumb planet, why not spend it happy and well-fucked?" Emma said, grinning at my boss and pressing against me lovingly.

"She's got you there." I said, grinning. Emma was so goddamn hot, the way she carried herself, and the fact that I'd gotten to know her as well as I had in the time that we'd dated…I think she gave me more than a little of her confidence for myself, and I felt better for it.

"Vi, I still can't believe I took your ass to an orgy and you fell in love. Only you would do that." Yara playfully tapped my shin with her shoe underneath the table .

I scoffed. "You know me…I have to turn even the most sexual situations into a life-changing, love-giving moment."

"I think that's cute, I don't care if Kim thinks I'm insane, but it's cute." Emma said, looking over at Kim.

"OK, not…insane…but the two of you," Kim looked over at Yara, who she knew was the catalyst for this whole thing, "ok, the three of you, you are so much more liberated and free than me, I couldn't even imagine getting into the stuff you get into. No judgment, but…damn, it sounds exhausting." Kim laughed, stuffing a corner piece of our pizza into her mouth.

I shrugged, taking a bite from my slice. "I dunno, it's a little exhausting at first, I mean, we've talked about this, I wasn't exactly in touch with my desires when all of this started happening, but it just seemed like the natural thing to do." I sipped my drink, "I'd spent months…years even, so frustrated that nobody seemed to care about me enough to even give me a second date, and I mean…" I pointed at my body, knowing that I now relished and delighted in my slight but attractive curves, "I'm fucking hot, and nobody wanted this? So, I wanted a change. And Yara gave me that change."

"And then Emma came along and completely rewired her…maybe literally." Yara smirked.

Emma leaned into me and gave me a big, sloppy kiss on my lips. "She really is rewired, Yara…I can't believe you don't see her glow!"

"I do…it's more than I can take, too, so I'm happy she found someone who could keep up with her insatiable appetite." Yara said.

Kim chimed in again. "Vi, I think it's awesome, seriously, I'm just…it's kind of surreal that you two are doing these things, all this kinky shit…I just don't have a frame of reference for it outside of porn." Kim looked around as if she said something offensive, as if talking about porn around us would cause scandal .

"Oh? You watch a lot of lesbian porn, Kim?" Emma said, cocking an eyebrow. I knew she was goading Kim into revealing more, but I knew Kim was a big girl and would tell Emma to shut up if she didn't want to discuss it.

Kim blushed and took a drink, stalling. "Uh, well…not like a ton or anything, I'm not really a porn person, but yeah, I do." Kim looked away for a second, but she saw Emma's eyes burning into her, not willing to let her wriggle out of it. "I have needs too! I might be too busy for marriage, but it doesn't mean I don't get horny." Kim laughed into her hand.

"And when that happens, you watch…lesbian porn? Exclusively?" Emma grinned. My girlfriend had now entered the relentless phase of all of this. Because she talked about sex so freely, she didn’t see a problem with, say, chatting about someone’s masturbation habits in the middle of a crowded restaurant. There were times I had to hold Emma back, like when she asked a poor clerk at a bookstore if the choker she wore was just for decoration or if she liked to be collared and dominated, but in cases like this, when I knew that the other party was at least marginally interested, I didn’t mind Emma having some fun with it.

Kim cleared her throat. "Yes…but only like, a handful of times. It just kind of happens. And when it does, I turn to…" Kim's face reddened, and it wasn't from the hot pizza. "OK, I guess I do find myself watching lesbian stuff more than anything else."

My jaw dropped. "Oh my god, really?"

Emma nudged my shin. "Vi! I can't believe you haven't been getting the goods out of Kim." She looked over at her with a sheepish grin. "Not to put you on the spot or anything…but what's your type? Any favorite features in your ideal woman?" Emma was on a roll now, but I wanted to see how far this could go.

Kim leaned back in the chair, sipping her drink. She had an air about her of complete comfortability. If anything, she looked relieved. "Oh my god…I don't have a type with women, I don't think, but I definitely li ke videos with women shorter than me, I can't really explain why."

"I'm guessing it's your natural affinity for dominance, which is what lead you to becoming a CEO, and which makes you want to feel really damn powerful in bed. Am I getting close?" Emma said.

Kim raised her eyebrows. "I mean, when you put it like that…"

I butted in, "Yeah, she's like that in bed too, Kim, if you haven't guessed."

"You, Vi, a woman who gets nervous as hell when quarterly reviews come along, a woman who literally cried in my dorm room because you thought I wasn’t your friend anymore when in reality my phone had just run out of battery and I couldn’t text you back, you let your girlfriend run all over you in bed?"

I laughed a little to myself, "That was the old Vi, that was before Emma…" I leaned over and kissed my girlfriend, letting the kiss get a little deeper and more sensual than would probably be considered polite, so Kim could see just how damn much I loved her. "Now, I don't know if you could get the same reaction out of me." I stared into Emma's eyes, the bond between us still growing, still in the playful and giddy phase despite being together for six months. "Emma makes me feel pretty damn invulnerable."

"Well, you two are…behaving exactly as expected, but I have a shift in an hour and that bar isn't going to tend itself." Yara said, gathering up her things and kissing Kim on the cheek. "And Kim, I would suggest you get the hell out of here if you don't want to end up in bed with the two of them tonight, because I know how they operate, and this" Yara pointed at Emma and myself. "I've seen how this ends up…" Yara smirked, knowing she read me like a book, and honestly I had no defense, she was exactly right.

"'Night, Yara." I said, and my friend disappeared into the crowd of the restaurant, leaving just the three of us.

Kim looked nervous, as I'm sure she was pondering what Yara had said. She checked her phone and looked up at us. I sat in silence and so did Emma, as we didn't want to ever pressure anyone into something, but rather let them come to us.

Kim spoke up first, "Well, I, uh…" she looked around, her chest blushing and her movements getting sharper and more abrupt. Seeing her squirm like this was worth it, even if she didn't end up in bed with us.

"Well?" Emma said, moving her chair closer to the table, making the space more intimate.

Kim laughed into her hand and sighed, then leaned forward onto the table. "It's so crazy to think about…like I know you two, we're friends…but you want me to be your plaything or whatever…"

"No…not anything like that…it's not all BDSM all the time for us, Kim." I said. "We do have, like, regular sex a lot. BDSM can be super fun, but it is exhausting, there's no way even we could keep up with it all day every day."

"She's right…we've tried." Emma smirked and pressed herself against my shoulder.

Kim bit her bottom lip and took in a breath, her chest swelling and her cleavage pushing up over the top of her shirt. My eyes wandered, and I'm sure Emma's did, too. Lately, I'd been allowing myself longer glances at Kim, giving more time to 'what ifs' in my head. Emma's boldness had rubbed off on me, and perhaps like her I was willing to see the world as a thing to explore the possibilities of instead of shutting myself off from potential happiness.

Kim's boobs were big…huge, really, and considerably larger than any woman I'd been with. She had a curvy frame with a soft, rounded stomach and hips that made my head spin a little. And her ass, I mean…ok, I know I sound like some kind of creep here a little seeing my friend this way, but it's not like I would have told her these things out of the blue. But, if she started fishing for compliments or leading on that she didn't mind me talking about how enamored I was with her body, I certainly wouldn't take much time to lay into her with praise.

"I just…it's…" Kim said, looking down, obviously wrestling with this whole thing in her head.

I was a little worried we had set this up too quickly, had made things too intense without warning, so I was relieved when Emma chimed in.

"Kim, honestly, if this is making you uncomfortable we will drop the whole thing and have a completely pleasant evening and not mention it again. I don't want this to become a thing or make you feel pressured."

Kim let out a long sigh, and her body relaxed in a way I hadn't seen it before. It was a good sigh…one that said that Emma had reassured her that everything was going to be fine, that she wasn't in over her head. "OK, but, I've not been with a woman before, or been in a threesome before…"

"I can tell you right now that having your first threesome with two women is probably very preferable, and plus you'll get to experience what it's like with two different women…" Emma said, drawing the metaphorical lasso she had roped around Kim just a little closer. I didn't stop her.

"And I guess it's pretty obvious…I'm not exactly a lesbian or anything…I like guys…and women…" Kim blushed again and bit her lip again. God, why did she do that? I flexed my thighs, the possibility making me just a little wet.

"So you're bi, or you're pan, or you're something else. I’m pan, but I’ve been sticking to women lately, and Vi is very much only into women, so…I wouldn't worry too much about labels." Emma leaned over and kissed me, adding a little heat to the situation.

Kim's mouth opened slightly as she watched Emma's tongue push into my mouth. "Damn, you two are sexy…" she whispered, mostly to herself.

"I could come over to that side of the table and kiss you, if you'd like…" Emma said, dangling the prize in front of Kim, hoping that she'd take the bait.

"Oh my god…" Kim said, covering her mouth. She was breathing hard, the tension getting to her. "OK, if you want to kiss me…I think…I'd be fine with that…"

Emma shot a look at me along with a smirk and then quickly got out of the booth, sitting next to Kim and taking no time to get close with her. She laid her hand across Kim's lap and leaned in, but let Kim come forward to her into the kiss. Kim didn’t take much time to lean forward and meet her lips, and she closed her eyes, kissing my girlfriend with an intensity I had never seen from Kim. I couldn't blame her.

Kim moaned into Emma's mouth and pulled back. "Your hand is…on my thigh."

"Is it ok if I keep it there?"

"Yes." Kim said, her shoulders relaxing, allowing my girlfriend to get closer.

Emma put her arm around Kim's shoulder, her hand dangling dangerously close to Kim's generous breasts.

Kim looked at me. "And…is this ok with you, Vi?"

I leaned in a little closer, not wanting to lose a moment of what I was watching.

"What, Emma making out with another woman?" I said. "Kim, I have seen Emma do…so many things with other women, and men, and everything in between, so this is not shocking to me at all."

Emma smirked and pushed her tongue back into Kim's mouth. She responded to this and pushed back with her own tongue, fighting a battle she could never win. It was obvious that Kim didn't have the sexual experience Emma had, but it was just as obvious that Kim wanted Emma so badly.

In a move that shocked me with how bold it was, Kim reached up and took Emma's hand, pulling it down from her shoulder and clasping it around her l arge breast. I looked at Emma, and even she looked surprised at the development.

"Is that ok?" Kim said, her voice now breathy and lusty.

"If you're OK with me feeling you up in public, I'm OK with doing it…" Emma said.

I looked around the restaurant, and everyone was busy with their own thing to give any of us attention. Plus, the booth had high walls, which made us pretty secluded in the first place. So, I had a private show, you could say.

Kim put her hand on Emma's and moved it up and down on her breast. I watched in amazement as Emma's slender hand caressed and stroked her breasts over the fabric of her shirt and her bra, causing Kim to bite her lip and whimper at the touch.

"Your nipple feels pretty hard under your shirt, Kim." Emma said, kissing Kim's neck, her hand massaging Kim's tit. I was losing it, watching my girlfriend get to second base with my friend like this, but I didn't want to interfere and try to do anything myself. By instinct, my left hand wandered to my lap, gently kneading my pussy through my jeans, the excitement growing as I watched them.

Kim nodded. "Yeah…I…this is turning me on. A lot…"

"I think you're pretty damn sexy, Kim." I said, leaning into the conversation a bit. Kim looked at me with an intense lust.

"Oh my god, Vi, I've known you for…so long…and you've never mentioned it…"

"Well maybe I'm making up for lost time." I said. I kicked off my sandal and stuck my foot out, dragging it up along Kim's leg, lifting the cuff of her jeans, teasing her calf ever so slightly.

"Vi…fuck…you too, this is so fucking hot." Kim looked up and leaned forward to kiss Emma again, the passion between them increasing, their mouths wide and tongues intertwining with each other, the two of them completely engrossed with each other, lost in a moment. It was so, so beautiful and sexy to behold .

Emma grabbed Kim's tit a little harder, and I saw her chest tense and her eyes open wide. Emma leaned back at the sudden change in Kim's demeanor.

"Are you OK?" she said, still holding onto her breast.

"Yes, I'm just…going to come…"

"Right now?" Emma said.

"In like ten seconds."

"Is that…ok?"

"I…don't have a choice if it's OK, it's happening…keep rubbing my tit, Emma, fuck…" Kim said. She gripped the table and her eyebrows raised, the all too familiar face of a woman in the throes of passion that I never tired of seeing.

Emma's eyes got a little wider and she gripped Kim's breast in her hand. Kim whimpered, and the whimper turned to a squeal and then to a deep and heavy exhale, the orgasm shaking her. The din of the restaurant was loud enough that I'm sure nobody could hear it happening, but for anyone sitting at the table, there was no question what was happening.

"Oh my fucking god!" Kim cried out as she came, gripping the table, pushing back against the seat. Her breathing became shallow, and she let her shoulders fall, relaxing back into the booth, a completely different woman now than a moment ago. She moved her hips against the bench seat of the booth, riding out her orgasm, her brows knitting and small gasps and squeals escaping her throat. Emma looked over at me, gleeful, and I could do nothing but smile. I knew she wanted this just as badly as I did.

After about thirty seconds, Kim let out one final moan, the orgasm ending. Her body relaxed and she fell forward, laying her head on Emma's shoulder. She giggled, pressing her lips into the base of Emma's neck. "Fucking…hell…that…you just made me come."

"Kim, I promise you that I'm telling the truth, but I didn't intend to do that." Emma smiled .

"I'd just…nobody has touched me in so long, and the rush of that…"

"Well, if you think you enjoyed it…wait till we really get to it. There's a whole lot more where that came from."

Kim smiled and laughed to herself. She reached out to take my hand, and I held hers, feeling the connection between the three of us as real. "I didn't think this night was going to end with me having sex with you two, but…"

"But?" Emma let the word hang in the air.

Kim looked over at me, and then at Emma. "I really want you to take me back to your place and fuck my brains out."

Emma kissed Kim's cheek, and Kim melted at her touch. "I think we can arrange that."