Chapter 452

“Nelli says she came to the pictures from last night while she was trying to eat breakfast,” Sabrina snorted as she grinned, setting her phone down.

“I still can’t believe I let you send those,” Gemma groaned, but she was smiling a little so her regret couldn’t be that large.

The pictures in question had been of your cock coming all over Gemma’s slightly gaping pussy, the cum dripping from her asshole to her clit, and then Sabrina licking it up. There hadn’t been any identifying features shown so it wasn’t any sort of risk, but they were definitely the first pictures you’d sent to someone who hadn’t already been in bed with the three of you.

“They were hot,” Sabrina said, gesturing with her fork as it had a bite-sized hunk of breakfast sausage on it. “And she obviously appreciated it. Maybe she’ll do a whole sexy video about loving what your pussy looks like.”

You snorted and then chuckled, shaking your head. “Sabrina, I don’t think I’ve ever met more people who were kinky and sexually open in my entire life than I have since we started flirting.”

“That’s just what you think,” Sabrina smirked. “You don’t know how many of the people you met actually were kinky and sexually open, and you just didn’t give off the right vibes. But, to be fair, I wasn’t really giving off those vibes either until you made me feel safe to do so.”

“Same, though I’m the most normal of us,” Gemma smirked.

“Anal Queen,” Sabrina fake coughed.

Gemma had the good grace to blush at that point.

The three of you continued to eat and chat, though the conversation pivoted to the mock trial. You had one last day to get your shit in order, and you were going to be meeting Eric at your place in the afternoon. Thankfully the shortlist of things to get done had dwindled significantly in the last 48 hours and you were feeling nervous but prepared.

Once you’d finished breakfast, you gathered up the plates and Gemma joined you in washing the dishes quickly while Sabrina disappeared into the bedroom ‘to prepare,’ which she said in a slightly ominous voice. That gave you time to flirt with Gemma - not sexually, but just for fun. Letting her know how much you were attracted to her, and appreciated her. She flirted right back, giving you little smiles, and flipping her hair as she glanced at you, and gave you little touches and laughs.

It just felt good to be with her.

Once the two of you had everything cleaned up, you decided to bite the bullet and headed back to the bedroom and knocked on the closed door. “Ready in there, baby?” you asked.

“One sec!” Sabrina called.

You glanced back at Gemma and shrugged, and she shrugged back, then the door got yanked open in front of you and Sabrina was standing there in just her housecoat as she draped herself on the doorway.

“Welcome to Spa de Nude, I hope you’ll have a relaxing visit,” she said in her lower, sexy voice.

“I don’t think that’s the correct phrasing in French,” Gemma chuckled.

“I’m trying to be sexy without being too sexy, let me have this,” Sabrina said.

“OK, OK,” Gemma giggled. “I would love a visit to ‘Spa de Nude.’”

Sabrina winked at you and then stepped past you, taking Gemma by the hands. “My name is Suzette, and I’ll be your coquettish French masseuse,” Sabrina said as she led Gemma into the bedroom. “This, of course, is Hans. He’s here for the deep tissue massage.”

“Mmm,” Gemma smirked, tracing a hand over your chest as she was pulled past you. “Hello, Franz.”