The Real World

This did not feel like the real world.

“This was what you wanted, right?” Rafe said. “This is what you want?”

It aroused Eliza even more that Rafe was asking for consent when she had been talking about this for such a long time. 

“Yes,” she said. 

Oscar ushered her by her hips to their car that was waiting not far away. Rafe held her hand. Once inside the car, each of them put their hand on her thighs. Their reflection in the driver’s window showed the three of them looking very demure. What the driver could not see was that her dress was completely up and both Rafe and Oscar were fingering her. 

It was easy for Eliza to look nonplussed because she had done a lot of stuff like this in public before and her poker face was part of her charm. No one would ever have guessed that she was on the brink of orgasm as they approached the front of their building. She adjusted herself and walked out of the car her hands in both Rafe’s and Oscar’s. When they got to their apartment, it was on as soon as the door was open since their daughter was with her aunt.

Nothing like this had even crossed her mind, she had not expected that this was going to happen. Her dress was up over her hips and both men were caressing her and trying to get her dress over her head. While her dress was moving up over her head, she swooned and someone grabbed her by the waist. 

She had worn nothing under her dress because she did not want any of the lines undergarments would have created. Rafe pulled her onto his lap, kissed her neck, and caressed her breasts. Oscar massaged her feet. Eliza closed her eyes, between the two of them they knew all of her erogenous zones, and with the wine she had had to drink she drifted off from the pleasure they created in her.

It felt like another world.

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