'Oh shit, I'm so sorry!'
Kate gasped and slammed the door before rushing back downstairs to the living room. Her breath coming out in little pants as she tried to process what she had just seen.
Jamie, her best friend had been bent over the bed as Alan, his flatmate and her crush slammed into him from behind.
She had only been at the door for a second, maybe 2. But the scene was seared into her memory for all of eternity.
She sat on the sofa and blinked at the blank telly. A door upstairs opened and closed and this galvanized her into action. She hurriedly grabbed her jacket and bag, ready to rush out of the door.
'Wait!'
She froze, her back to Jamie with one hand on the door knob.
'I'm so sorry you had to see that. I tried...I didn't know how to tell you that Alan and I were fucking each other. I know you fancy him but...ah, fuck.'
She remained with her back to him as she squeezed out of her suddenly blocked throat, 'It's fine. If it hadn't been you, it would have been someone else anyway.'
'But that's the thing, Kate. He fancies you too. And he fancies me.'
At this, she turned to stare at Jamie with a confused expression. Jamie barked out a laugh and dropped to the sofa, his hand running through his hair roughly.
'Alan fancies the shit out of you. But he's bisexual. I'm willing to take that cuz I am too. He didn't think you'd be as willing.'
'But...but...' She gasped like a fish.
'Or are you?'
She looked up and saw that Alan had walked silently downstairs and was staring at her with no expression on his face. 'Will you be okay with me and you? And Jamie?'
Kate looked at him. Then Jamie. She stared at Alan's bare chest, sculpted with the most delicious 6 pack and sexy trail of hair going down into his briefs. Her eyes stopped at the tent still formed. She gulped again but this time she could feel her breasts swell in arousal. Her cunt moisten.
Alan's eyes suddenly went hooded as he noticed her arousal. He smiled slowly. Sexily.