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From my seat on the couch, legs pressed tightly together under my modest skirt, I watched Mia’s eyes glaze over as she described the scene she’d chosen for this week’s book club. Her voice dropped low and sultry, painting the picture so vividly I could almost see it myself: three women—friends just like us—tangled together on silk sheets, hands roaming, mouths hungry, bodies arching in perfect, shameless rhythm. My cheeks burned hotter with every word. Olivia leaned forward, lips parted, hanging on every filthy detail like it was gospel, while I sat there frozen. Between my thighs, that familiar dull ache stirred—the one I’d spent years pretending didn’t exist—while the rest of me wanted to bolt from the room.
Mia kept going, breathier now, describing the exact moment the first woman came—shuddering, crying out, fingers buried deep inside her friend—then the second, thighs clamping around a greedy mouth, and finally the third, back bowed, gasping as waves crashed over her again and again. I could practically hear the wet sounds, smell the heat in the air. My pulse hammered in places I refused to name. I squeezed my knees harder, mortified at the slickness gathering beneath my cotton panties, the spiderweb finally catching something it wasn’t supposed to. Olivia whimpered softly, shifting in her seat, and I realized with horror that both of them were lost in it—Mia narrating her own private porno, Olivia eating it up like candy, while I, the good, boring, frigid housewife, sat drenched in denial.
Only when Mia sighed, long and satisfied, like she’d just come herself, did I manage to :D out, “Mia… earth to Mia, are you quite finished?” My voice came out sharper than I meant, brittle with panic and something dangerously close to jealousy. She blinked, slow smile curling her lips as she focused on me again, utterly unashamed. Olivia giggled, flushed and bright-eyed, and I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. Because for one terrifying second, I’d seen it too—us, the three of us, exactly like that—and the thought alone left me shaking.

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