Jamie answered the phone thinking it was from Andrew, who would be away for another week, but it wasn’t Andrew, it was Clifford. That familiar number. She should have realized right away.

“I didn’t expect to hear from you,” she said. Beneath her breath “Ever again.”

As if he’d heard her thoughts, he said, “There’s no reason why we can’t still be friends.” Clifford said.

“Just friendsm, huh? I’m not sure your new girlfriend would see it that way,” Jamie replied.

“No, she wants to meet you.”

“Compare notes?” Jamie asked.

“Whatever,” Clifford said. “Come on—come over for dinner. She’s a really good cook.”

Jamie wanted say, “Yeah, but is she a really good fuck? Better than me?” but she held her tongue.

As it turned out, the dinner was great. Annie was a really good cook. Some good wine. Lots of good wine. The conversation was friendly and impersonal. Pets. Rescue dogs. Scuba diving. Poisonous snakes.

While Clifford was clearing away the dishes, Jamie said, “That was really great. Thanks for having me. I guess I should be heading home.”

“No,” Annie said. “You have to stay for dessert.”

“My tummy is kind of full,” Jamie protested.

Just then Clifford came out of the kitchen. He was naked.

Jamie didn’t know what to say.

Annie said, “Doesn’t he have a really nice cock? But I’m sure you know that. We were thinking it might be nice if we could all share it.”

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” Jamie said.

“Okay, but maybe you could watch us, you know, having sex. Fucking. Maybe you could give us some pointers?”

“I don’t know,” Jamie said, but she had to admit to herself that she was curious.

“No pressure,” Annie said. “Just stay for as long as you like. Leave when you like.” Quickly she took off her clothes, and she led Clifford to the couch. She sat on his lap, his erect cock sticking up.

“This is kind of a tough angle,” she said. “Possibly you could give us a hand?”

After thinking about it for a moment, Jamie slipped off her sheath and knelt before them. She gripped Clifford’s cock and bent it back toward Annie’s pussy. It was a tough angle. Jamie pressed the cock against Annie’s cunt slit. She played Clifford’s penis back and forth. The penis slit kissed Annie’s erect clit. Precum oozed from the slit. Jamie couldn’t resist. She kissed the head of Clifford’s cock, licking the moisture. She flicked her tongue upward, connecting with Annie’s clit. Annie’s cunt opened. Jamie pushed Clifford’s cock into the opening. Annie moaned. Jamie held Clifford’s cock stalk in her hand. She stroked it gently but firmly while her thumb brushed Annie’s clit. Jamie firmed her grip on Clifford’s cock stem and stroked harder, faster. Clifford groaned. “Come now,” she said, stroking hard and fast. She felt the pulse. Annie gasped. Clifford’s cock shot creamy seed into Annie’s cunt.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Jamie chanted, continuing to squeeze Clifford’s cock. Cream continued to jet. The cock jerked free of Annie’s cunt. Jamie captured it in her mouth. She stroked and sucked. Cum filled her mouth. She swallowed. She let the cock free. Even as it softened it jerked, the last throes of Clifford’s orgasm. Jamie moved her mouth to Annie’s cunt. She tasted the mix of Clifford and Annie’s sex juice. She sucked Annie’s clit. Annie bucked in orgasm, her cunt contracting against Jamie’s chin. Jamie continued to suck Annie’s clit, forcing her into a succession of orgasms. “No more, no more, no more,” Annie begged, but Jamie wouldn’t let up, eventually pushing two fingers into Annie’s ass. She fingerfucked Annie’s ass. Annie squirted.

Jamie, at last satisfied, stood up, slipped into her shift, stepped into her shoes, and found her purse.

“Thanks for the dessert,” she said. “It was delicious.” She left for home.