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Nichy placed her hand on Tyler’s thigh, as the plane landed. She had not been on a trip like this with a lover for a long time. She rubbed his thigh, and was proud to present him to Sonia.Sonia waited for them outside, and Nichy used her peripheral vision to watch Tyler look at her. Sonia was the type of woman who always looked effortlessly sensual. In a kimono, over skinny jeans and her hair pulled up in a messy bun, she looked like Parisian chic. Nichy squeezed Tyler’s backside, as they settled into Sonia’s car. 

The car was redolent with Sonia’s perfume, and Sonia’s basic scent which was of a sweet but steady musk. Nichy had memorized every variation of her friend’s scent, because she was so used to being with her either with or without Graham.

It made Nichy sad that Sonia did not approve of the revival of her relationship with Graham, but to some degree, she should not have been surprised.

“Thank you for picking us up,” Nichy said, too lazy to retrieve her lost French.

Sonia’s apartment was the same decadent disarray that Nichy remembered. It was not surprising to her, but even before they had walked in completely, there was a couple on the couch making love. As of they knew that their time was limited, they intended to make love as fast and furious as they could. The woman who Nichy remembered her face but not her name, faced her partner and rode him for all he was worth. The force of her body undid the dress that she had wrapped about her waist, as her hair fell loose. But even with her broad backside covered, the movement of her body made it obvious what they were doing.

“Bienvenue chez moi…” Sonia said softly, as the couple continued making love oblivious to them.

Welcome indeed, Nichy thought to herself and squeezed Tyler’s hand.
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“Nichy?”

Nichy turned to look at Tyler.

Her head was not in the game. Dinner at their favorite restaurant, but she was still affected by her conversation with Sonia.

She remembered Sonia in the flesh. When she met her, she was afraid that she was the embodiment of the muse that Graham named her after. Sonia smiled at her, and walked over to her and Graham at the time.

“Do you like?” Graham asked her, running his hands over Sonia like she was an appliance on  The Price Is Right.

Nichy took a gulp of her St. Germain cosmo, and looked at his hand on Sonia’s hip.

“Do you like?” Sonia said, raising her arms up over her head.

Graham had told her that she would get veto power over who they had a threesome with. Sonia was gorgeous, and stood in front of them like she wanted to be their fuck doll.

And she had been.

Nichy enjoyed having Sonia in bed with them, she moved like a mermaid and enjoyed everything they did together. Kissing her was like kissing the earth, the sweetness of the earth. Sonia’s mouth between her legs was like an excursion to an exotic destination.

“Nichy?”

Nichy looked at Tyler.

“Have you heard a thing I said?” he asked, putting his napkin down.

Nichy chewed on her lip.

“I was just thinking about my friend, the woman you saw me chatting with…”
Tyler smiled,

“She is gorgeous, why have you never introduced me to her?”

“She lives in Paris…”

Nichy thought of Sonia in Paris, and what she had said about her and Graham…

“We should visit her…”
Nichy smiled at him, as she gulped her St. Germain cosmo.

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Nichy stared at Sonia. She had not seen her friend in years, she had had to dissolve their friendship when she left Graham. Sonia asked to face time with her, and she agreed. Looking at her now though, Nichy saw anxiety all over her Sonia’s face.

Sonia who had not looked that anxious when she had participated in a threesome with Nichy and Graham. Not when she walked into the bedroom with them in a gauzy robe, with both of them kissing her. Nichy remembered the sweet scent of Sonia in their bed even when she was damp with sweat, and smelled like a damp rose.

“I heard that you and Graham are seeing each other again,” Sonia said, looking at her.

Nichy gulped softly. Was Graham talking about them to other people? Nichy stared at Sonia noncommittally.

“Why does it matter Sonia? After all of this time…what does it matter?”

Sonia looked at her quietly.

Nichy knew precisely why it mattered.

Before she had gotten online with Sonia, she had been lying on her stomach, her hands between her legs because Graham was gone and not having him there made her feel cold.

Not having him close made her cold.

Nichy looked at Sonia on the screen, but all she felt was the addiction she felt from resuming with Graham. The memory of his skin, soft and hard seared her like the sun. Sonia telling her the things that she knew should keep her from him did not deter her.

Did not keep her hands from between her legs because he was not there…

…yet.

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Nichy woke up, and found herself draped over Graham. She was completely curled around him, and for a moment she was not sure where she was. The possessiveness with which she held him was reminiscent of when they were together years ago, before she had to run away from him. When she was much younger, when she was his Nusch and they could not get enough of each other.

Their relationship was intense and possessive on both sides. They were always together, and jealous of the air that surrounded the other in the beginning. She had been so needy when she was with him, that she could barely breathe when he was not there. He mirrored her, in that sense which she loved. He would come home from wherever it was that he went, and he would grab her like his life depended on it. At the time her life did depend on it, and she did not do anything that would jeopardize him giving her what she wanted.

The first thing he would do when he saw her was reach between her legs. She had to be a proper amount wet–not too much or he would accuse her of touching herself which she was prohibited to do. Only he was allowed to give her pleasure. He was beyond knowledgable of her body, knowing what she felt like on the different days of the month and how wet she would be.

If she had been touching herself or he suspected her of such (which was always erroneous because she never did, nothing felt like him), he would punish her. But he wanted her too bad in the beginning to deny himself.

In this current incarnation of their relationship, if he touched her after she had masturbated he was indifferent to it now. There was a difference to them now, but her neediness for him was as evident as ever.

Nichy caressed his chest, and nibbled on it. She drew her leg up over him, and felt when he grabbed her bottom before slapping it.

“Can’t you let me sleep? You are so greedy for me?”

Nichy kissed his chest and buried her face there. Graham alternately caressed and slapped her backside, and she squirmed over him in response.

Her body was hungry for his body, or his love? Nichy was not sure, and she was scared…

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