The next few days were interesting, as Alex and Olivia tried to figure out what exactly was going on with them. I tried to stay out of the way, difficult as we were in my house. In the morning, I tried to lighten the mood by joked it was unfair that they got to watch and I didn't. Watching TV later, I noticed sideways looks, laughing, whispering. Figuring it was time for more privacy, I excused myself.
"Where do you think you're going?" Olivia asked.
"To bed?"
"You sit right down in that big old chair- we've got something for you."
I sat down in the chair - still smelling sweetly of Olivia. Maybe, like an old lover's sweatshirt, I shouldn't clean it. Olivia took the lead, taking off Alex's shirt, revealing nothing but beautiful skin, removed the rest of Alex's clothing, her own. They kissed, touched, pinched until Olivia sat back, pulled Alex's head between her legs.
Alex eagerly dove in, her head moving up, down, the sound of soft lips on soft lips coming from across the room. I looked up, saw Olivia smile at me as she used Alex's wild hair to direct, control speed, pushing Alex onto all fours. Without breaking eye contact, she reached, inserted one, then two, three, finally four fingers.
As much as I wanted to see the look on Alex's face, I could not look away. I heard grunts, groans pleading for faster, harder, deeper. My eyes were on Olivia's as Alex screamed, convulsed as a thumb was inserted into her ass. Without waiting, Olivia dragged Alex by her hair to kneel in front of me.
"Now's my turn I to give orders - take off your pants." I did as I was told.
She whispered in Alex's ear "You know what to do", pushed Alex's open mouth onto me. Still holding my attention, Olivia said "don't move", controlling the pace, depth of the mouth on me. Alex moaned, her head moving slowly, as I liked. Unmedicated, unsure how long I would stay erect, turned out not to matter as my hips lifted, eyes locked on Olivia, coming hard into the mouth forced onto me.
Olivia held Alex like that for a minute, forcing her to swallow, released, pulled up, kissed her hard. Hand still in Alex's hair, Olivia slipped between us, ass rubbing against my crotch, he legs splayed over the armrests. Her sweat slicked hair in my face, her head whipping back, forth, as Alex's mouth was once again at work. She let go of Alex's hair, grabbed my hands, arched away from me, come silently as she always did.
Collapsing back into me, her slight weight pushing me back, still splayed open, I could feel Alex's head on my leg. Ironically, considering their growing exhibitionism, no pictures had been taken. That night, we all slept again in the big bed, this time Olivia in the middle, which seemed right.
When they decided the next day to head back to Olivia's place for some private time, I thought I would be alone for New Year's Eve. Instead, my door opened to the welcome sight of Izzy.
"I thought you were travelling."
"I was, and am, but decided to come back for a few days, recharge, do some laundry. And when I found out the girls were abandoning you, I thought I'd keep you company. Anyway, needed the scoop - that video is so hot!"
"Video?"
"You think a voyeur like Olivia and a budding exhibitionist like Alex wouldn't document that? You silly, silly man."
She sat on my lap, showed the video, asking questions, demanding commentary. "Were you expecting that?" "How did that feel?" "Were they as beautiful in person as they look on this?"
"More beautiful. I hope I have not helped created a monster or a rift in your group."
"Katie and I suspected for a while that the two of them would end up together- you just helped accelerate things." She took a sip of a nice bottle of wine I'd gotten for tonight, thinking Alex and Olivia would be here. "So, what do you want to do?"
"New Years is not my favorite holiday and I'm usually in bed before the ball drops. What about you?"
"Bed sound good" she laid her head on my shoulder. "The last few dates were not exactly satisfactory. I'm in need of some competence. Plus, I miss you- especially after seeing that video."
"Can't argue with that. But I have a request."
"Shoot."
"Nothing fancy tonight, no props. Can we just enjoy each other's company?"
"Couldn't ask for a better way to ring in the New Year." She gave a warm, slow, comforting kiss that lasted a good long time. In all the excitement of the fall semester, I'd missed this, time alone with her. She started all of this, was still my favorite.
We kissed, we talked, we drank, spent time together. It was sweet, comforting. She got up, took my hand, led me to the bedroom. I made a stop in the bathroom for some pills, protection. We undressed each other, turned off the lights.
What followed was so different than the night before, more satisfying. Side by side, we kissed, I ran my fingers up, down, lingering at the nape of her neck, her side, her breasts, her bottom. When I finally went down on her, she was wet, sweet. I kissed, licked for what could have been hours, luxuriating in her. I wasn't even paying attention to whether she came, just enjoying her soft moans.
When I popped up from under the covers, she whispered "Do you mind if I don't return the favor? I just want you inside of me." I put on the condom on, entered. Nothing fancy, just a slow coming together, apart. She felt magnificent - warm, tight. We moved together, faster, slower as suited our desires, me on top, her, on our sides.
We ended on our sides, my legs on either side of her left, her right leg pushed up to her chest. "That is so deep. Keep going, like that, slowly." I looked down, her eyes closed, head rolling from side to side, hands gliding up and down the sheets. Slowly, deliberately, more urgent, less. Finally, she arched, came slow, pulled me over the edge as well.
Resting her head on my arm, we caught up. I don't remember much - content wasn't important - just reconnecting with a friend.
In the morning, we got up, had coffee, toast. Even though I said she smelled wonderful, and I didn't want her to shower ever again, in the end we both did. We read in the living room, hung out, listening to the wind.
