At around 8, I sat on the kitchen counter with my coffee. I felt a kiss behind my neck.
"Good morning, sunshine. When did you wake up?" my girlfriend asked. She was wearing an almost see-through white nightgown. Her hard nipples protruded from the thin fabric.
"Half an hour ago. Cupcake, you should go to work in this gown. I bet the guys will love the nipple show," I joked, but she probably found a little sarcasm in that.
"Hmm, And I bet you loved that the guys loved my nipples," she said with a sultry tone.
God, she was awake last night. I wasn't comfortable talking about that. It was embarrassing enough to admit to myself. I decided to put the ball in her court. "You know, Jaden promised me nothing naughty would happen again to make you uncomfortable."
"And nothing did," she said as a matter of fact.
"What do you mean? They touched you again after that."
"Yes, they did. But they gave me enough time to protest. I didn't. So, no. They didn't make me uncomfortable. If they did, I would have stopped them."
"But why weren't you uncomfortable, Zoey?" I raised my eyebrows. Looking at her expression, I realized I asked the right question.
She straddled my lap and locked her arms behind my neck. "Because It's not that big of a deal. Watching people have sex in front of me all day makes me a little horny. So, it's kind of my way of letting out some steams. It's not like I'm cheating on you. You trust me, right?"
I felt I was trapped. "I do, cupcake, and you know it." But I was sure she would stop if things went too far. And the animalistic sex I could have with her horny state every night was more than just a bonus.
She smiled and kissed me. The kiss was a contrast to last night's. It was soft, sensual, and a 'thanks for not getting mad' kiss. She broke it and went upstairs to get ready.
She came down after twenty minutes. I was relieved to find her wearing a more modest outfit than yesterday: jeans and a T-shirt. "Baby, I'm taking the bus now. But can you pick me up after work? I'll call."
"Sure. The same place?"
"No, another house. Let me add you to our group chat. All the details are there."
"Why'd I wanna be on your work group?"
"Barely anything serious goes on the chat. We just fool around. Bye." Zoey left, kissing me goodbye.
I heard a ting on my phone that indicated I had been added to the chat. I checked it out. The group chat was named "Jaden's Harem." Moron. I rolled my eyes. There were only a few people. I learned the cameraman's name was Daniel, and the Latina girl from yesterday was Britney Cox. Stage name, I guessed. The asshole Victor was there too. There was another white girl named Tina, another star, probably.
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I concentrated on my job hunting again. After an hour, I got tired and decided to go for a run.
At around twelve, I decided to call my girlfriend. She picked up almost instantly, and her smiling face appeared on the screen.
"Hi baby, how's your day going?"
"Boring. Went for a run after a long time. You?"
"Kinda same. I barely have any work after the set is ready." She switched to the back camera. I saw the same couple from yesterday going at it a dozen feet away. The cameraman, Daniel, was busy filming and was even busier jerking off with his other hand. I guessed they indeed were an amateur studio.
"Looks like they are the ones doing all the hard work."
"They sure do. They are the stars, after all." Zoey switched to the front camera again and placed the phone on the coffee table before her.
Now, I could see her whole couch that I was not ready for. Jaden was sitting beside her with his one hand over Zoey's shoulder. He was naked like the day he was born and was jerking it like this was the day he would die. My girlfriend snuggled up to him and resumed the conversation as if it were the most normal thing in the world. And that bastard waved to me.
"So, apply for any jobs today?" she asked me like there wasn't a long hard dick a foot away from her face.
I tried to keep a nonchalant face. If she was cool with it, I didn't wanna make a scene. But another guy was cool with it, too. Too cool. My dick was hard as a rock.
"Nah! Even all the shitty jobs are taken these days."
"You can always work for me, bro. I bet you'd make a good pornstar." Jaden half-joked. Zoey feigned anger and playfully slapped his hand. Yep, that hand. I couldn't be sure if her hand touched his dick or not.
"I'm good, mate. I don't want all of your ladies to get addicted to me."
I wish I could say we all laughed at that joke, but all I heard was a grunt from Jaden. His cock erupted, and ropes and ropes of thick cum shot up on his bare chest. But what shocked me the most was that Zoey didn't flinch. One drop almost hit her in the face but landed a couple of inches away on his chest.
