Chapter 353

“Love,” Gemma said. “I love the sex. And I love our dates. And I love working with you. But I think it’s this that I’m going to miss the most.”

“Oh yeah?” you asked, smirking a little. “Exactly this?”

“Not exactly this,” she chuckled, which made her breasts wobble a little. She was laying on her back, her butt pressed against the front of the couch while you were sitting on it, and you had her feet in your hands as you slowly rubbed them. She was naked and you were just wearing a pair of boxers. Sabrina’s condo was otherwise quiet. “But the cuddles, and the quiet moments. With both of you, obviously, but I like our one-on-one time too.”

“So do I,” you smiled, leaning down to kiss the side of her foot.

Sabrina and Becks were cuddled up themselves, but they were asleep under the covers in the bedroom. After fucking Sabrina that first time, you had covered for her as she got herself done back up a little in the washroom while you greeted Becks. The resulting sex in the living room, followed by a movie break and snugglefest, had been bridged into a second big round that had left both women completely worn out. It helped that Gemma had donned a strap-on, having gotten a taste for feeling the power of wielding a cock during your escapades with Mallory. Becks had gotten a taste of being spit-roasted, though hadn’t wanted to try a double penetration yet. Both of the brunettes had gotten a good dicking though, and then Gemma had gotten hers as you made love with her on the floor of the living room.

“Mmm, that feels good,” she groaned softly as you pressed a finger between her toes, wiggling them with light pressure.

“I’ll keep going, but we need to talk about something,” you sighed.

“Earlier?” Gemma guessed.

You nodded. “Sabrina had a moment. She’s worried about ... a bunch of stuff, I guess. It’s probably just all the stress of everything happening at once, but she was worried she isn’t enough for me.”

“I know, she told me while you were having that moment with Becks at the kitchen table,” Gemma sighed. “Which was hot, by the way. But as soon as she came out after you I knew something was up and she spilled. I’m not sure what to do about it.”

“My gut says we should do a Pamper Sabrina weekend,” you said. “But I don’t know if that would fix it.”

“It wouldn’t hurt,” Gemma said. “You just keep being you, though. Let me work on it a bit.”

“But I need to be part of it,” you said.

“No, I know, I didn’t mean to stay out of it totally. I just meant let me talk to her again.” Gemma pulled her feet from you and got up, her breasts swinging lightly as she rose to her knees and leaned against your legs, looking up at you slightly as she rested her hands, and tits, on your thighs. “You make us both feel special already, love. I don’t think you need to necessarily do anything about this, but you will be part of the solution.”

“OK,” you sighed, taking her hands in yours. “How are you feeling about ... everything? It’s been a few days since we had a serious check-in.”

“I’m good, love,” Gemma said. “Work is busy, but we’re learning a lot. Next week we get to be at the court proceedings with Garrison even if we’re just in the gallery. I have a boyfriend who I absolutely adore, and who utterly adores me. And a girlfriend I would kill for, which is something I never would have thought I would say. The only thing going wrong is Lucy, and I could almost care less. Becca and Charlotte are great and a wall between us, and I spend half my time with you and Sabrina anyway. Other than that, it’s just my flight home getting closer day by day that makes me sad sometimes.”