Marie had always been infatuated with Anne and Steve. Marie was ten yours younger than the couple but it seemed that they had attained so much more than her. They both had successful careers and she had always struggled in the work place. Anne was so fit and had a sexy body. They had a great place by the river.
Marie had often masturbated to thoughts of kissing Anne and thoughts about Steve fucking her while Anne watched. Sometime she masturbated just thinking about Steve. She had harboured sexual interest in Steve from when they became friends while they were studying. Steve had always been with Anne so Marie was resigned to them just being friends.
As friends they would often catch up at social events. One night they were out at an erotic photography exhibition when Marie caught Anne looking at a photograph of a nude couple. Marie stood next to Anne and whispered, "Impressive aren't they?"
Anne just kept staring at the picture, "Hmm she has beautiful breasts."
Marie, "Do you want to kiss them?"
"I want to kiss them both," Anne replied.
The exhibition had lots of pictures of sexy couples but Anne seemed to be looking mostly at the women.
After the exhibition they ended up at Steve and Anne's place for a night cap. As Steve poured some wine Marie sat next to Anne on the leather lounge. They were talking about the photographs and particularly the lesbian couples when Anne called out to Steve, "Can you get that book we were talking about?" Steve came back with a book of photographs they were all nudes and some of them were quite explicit.
"Steve and I love these pictures," Anne added, her skirt was riding up her leg.
Marie was already feeling aroused as she slowly flicked through the pages. She stopped at a picture of a woman sucking a rather large cock. "These are just pornography," she laughed.
"Do you like them," asked Steve smiling at her.
"Hmm I do," replied Marie looking a photograph of a man watching a woman sucking a woman's breasts.
Anne placed her hand on her leg, "oh I do like that one." That's one of my favourites.
"I always think about the person behind the camera. Are they giving instructions as they take the pictures or are they just watching?" Steve reclined in his chair.
"I think they are being instructed at first," Marie suggested.
"Anne likes to be instructed," Steve added, "Maybe you should instruct her."
Marie stood up and moved to sit on a chair directly opposite the lounge, and left Anne sitting alone on the lounge.
"Anne do you like to be instructed?" asked Steve.
Anne nodded. "You have to say it?" said Steve.
"Yes, I like to be instructed," replied Anne. Marie could tell it was game that they had played before.
"Anne stand up and take off your dress," instructed Steve, and she did what she had been told revealing her sexy black lingerie.
"Your turn," said Steve.
Marie looked at Anne's beautiful flat tummy and erotic curves. She imagined herself kissing her body.
"Sit on the lounge," Marie instructed and Anne did what she was told.
"Take your fingers and lightly run them over your thighs, light touches," Marie watched as Anne's fingers lightly caressed her thighs.
Marie was getting aroused by watching Anne.
"Move your touch to the inner thigh, right up close, almost touching yourself," Marie instructed.
"Your turn, Steve," Marie added.
