I went back to my room to think for a while. It had been a strange couple of days. Christine was my infatuation. I would willingly remove my left nut to worship her.
Over the last couple of days, I had seen her tits, licked her pussy, and jacked off for her amusement. You would think I would be delighted, and I was, but I was still at arms length. She still returned to Alex, which was fine. Alex was her boyfriend.
Several of the things we had done together, we shouldn't have. If Alex asked me to justify eating out his girlfriend, I couldn't. In a very real way, I had slipped to subhuman. I was something that jacked off for the amusement of others, ate another man's cum out of his girlfriend's pussy, sniffed panties for sexual excitement. If any of this very came out, I would be mortified.
On the other hand, I had seen Christina's pussy and tits and licked at her hole. I pictured her standing in the kitchen earlier. It was a strange pose, like she was getting a waxing instead of about to receive pleasure. The utilitarian nature of it made it even more of a turn on for me. This wasn't the pumped-up excitement of porn, this was her asking me to perform a service for her. Lick her vagina clean. I would willing do it again.
I was the geek at the carnival biting heads of chickens.
That evening Christine became more of a tease than usual. The regular groping was on display. Occasionally she would look over to me and sigh.
"Can't he join us for a cuddle?" she would ask Alex.
It was meant to tease me, and Alex didn't take it seriously.
Tonight, she was just wearing a long t-shirt and had long since shucked her jeans. This mean I was getting more and more glimpses of her panties as they play around. I just stared hoping to catch a sexual touch or a peek at the unseen.
Even Alex caught me a few times and gave me a strange look.
It wasn't until they were heading for bed that things took a strange turn.
Both Alex and Christine stretched and headed for their room. Just as I thought the show was over for the evening, Christine called out to me, "Want my panties again tonight?"
I almost choked.
"What the fuck?" Alex asked.
"I will explain in a minute," Christine said, pushing Alex further into the room.
A moment later a pair of panties flew out in my direction. I didn't know what she was playing at and expected to be pummeled by Alex any minute. The beating didn't come. I picked up the panties and headed to my room for safety. As I passed their door I heard some whispered talking, but couldn't make out what was being said.
I sat on my bed in a panic. I wondered if we would laugh this off as a joke in the morning. It was hours before I fell asleep.
The daylight arrived and I found myself bolted awake by last night events. I stuck my head out the door of my room and look around.
Christine was sitting in her chair and just smiled at me. I left my room and went to sit in the chair across from her. My hope was we would get a change to check out stories before Alex woke up.
"Don't worry, everything is going to be ok now." Christine said, looking into my eyes.
That didn't sound good to me. For everything to be ok, something would have happened that wasn't ok first.
"What's going on?" I begged her to tell me.
"Alex will be out in a minute," she assured me, "wait until then."
Now I was panicking. What was all this about?
Alex exited his room and gave me a strange look. Nothing threatened about it, but also nothing welcoming either.
He sat down and looked at me.
"You are a bit of a freak, aren't you?" Alex started, "You like to jack off for my girlfriend?"
"Alex, I am so sorry, I didn't mean..." I started to plead.
"Wait, I am not mad buddy," Alex cut me off, "just a little confused. I mean Christine is sexy as hell, I get that part, but you are ok just performing for her?"
I looked over to Christine for guidance.
Christine nodded at me, "I told him everything. Every about your clean up job in the kitchen."
