Chapter 526

Clothes had to be put back on. Well, pants had to be put on at least. Sabrina decided to stick with her bikini top and put on a light and flowy knee-length skirt to cover her thong bottoms. Gemma followed suit, keeping your t-shirt on with the bottom raised up and bundled with an elastic to expose her midriff, and put on a pair of cute white jean shorts. They both also took time to refresh their makeup, and then Sabrina rushed around getting her tablet set up on one of her camera stands so that she could get the right angle and lighting pointed on the couch but still see FitNelli on the screen.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you had a crush,” Gemma said, sitting next to you on the couch leaning back into your arms. You were teasing a couple of fingers around her exposed belly button, and she had a hand on your knee.

“She’s my only porno-friend so far,” Sabrina said, running her hands through her hair as she stood and checked the position of the tablet stand again before moving it a little closer. “I want to make a good impression!”

“She’s got a crush,” you murmured.

“Definitely,” Gemma agreed.

Sabrina turned back to you, blushing lightly. “Is it bad if I do?”

“No,” Gemma assured her, sitting up and reaching a hand to your mutual girlfriend. “I mean, as long as it stays that way.”

“It will, it will,” Sabrina nodded, hooking her fingers with Gemmas.

“To be fair, she’s not your only porno-friend now,” you pointed out. “Not that I’m saying you can’t have a crush on her.”

“Amanda doesn’t count,” Sabrina said. “Yet, at least. Not until we both know the other is doing it and talk about it. Part of me still feels like she’d be super embarrassed to get recognized and it might make things weird since she only does solo content but puts her face in it. I dunno.”

“You guys can figure that out,” Gemma said, standing up and pulling Sabrina into a hug, planting a little kiss on her lips.

The conversation was interrupted by the Facetime ring blaring from the iPad, and both of them jumped a little before Gemma turned and shooed me into the centre of the couch and then plopped down next to me.

“You guys are sure you’re OK with this?” Sabrina asked, her finger hovering over the answer call button.

“As long as you are, baby,” you said. Gemma nodded in agreement.

Sabrina swiped the call open and then scooted backwards, sitting on the couch next to you as you wrapped an arm around her shoulders. It took the call a moment to connect and buffer, and then the screen was filled with FitNelli’s face framed by her vibrant red hair.

“Oh my God!” she said, her voice syrupy with sweetness as her eyes went almost comically wide. She really was a quirky but gorgeous woman, her warmly tan skin playing off against the dyed colour of her hair and the white of her teeth and eyes. “You guys! Oh my God, you look so cute, and so pretty. And you’re trusting me with your faces - Kat, you’re so gorgeous, holy shit I can’t believe you don’t show your face, your eyes are amazing. And you must be Darling! Holy fuck, woman, you’re so fucking hot. Jesus Christ. And ... Hey, Daddy.” The last bit was said with a blushing smile, and an innocent, nervous lilt.

“Hi, Nelli,” Sabrina said, with a grin and a wave. “So, our video names aren’t real, obviously. You can call me Sabrina, and this is John, and our girlfriend Gemma.”