Retro: (Not) Sad

Sally is quite the character, in case you forgot how she goes along with this series…here is an older post.

Eliza was not sad about Oscar and Sally. First off she had no right to be. Before this most recent incarnation of their intimate relationship, she had been telling Oscar about Terrence. And now they were at an intimate lounge with Sally–so she better not be.

Oscar had gotten up from the table to get drinks—he had not had to ask either woman what she wanted to drink. Sally looked at her when he walked away, with a smile.

“You know Oscar started telling me about you when we were driving up here, and I was a little,” she smiled, and looked at Eliza with eyes that Eliza could not decipher. “I was a little jealous because I was his first relationship, but you were his first adult relationship. The way he picked you up in the bar, because he could tell, and the fact that even when you are not together there is still a draw. A magnet…”

“Well it is the same with you, no? I was jealous of you from the way that he described you. The way that you had him, and stayed in his mind. And then you appeared, but now I am not jealous. You’re lovely, and I want Oscar to have all of the love that he wants. I want him to be happy.”

Sally nodded.

“Me too, I will always love him, I want him to have everything he wants.”

Oscar came back with their drinks and each woman took hers, intuitively knowing that it was her drink. Oscar sat in the middle of them. Sally put her hand on his thigh, and kissed his jaw. Eliza cuddled closer to him, and in the view of Sally’s ease with his body, felt competitive with her.

Sally caressed his thigh, and plied him with kisses, and Eliza placed her hand on his knee. Oscar looked unsettled, Eliza was not sure if it was because he was being touched or what. They were in an adult club, which she had thought was by chance.

Apparently it was not for Sally, who moved her hand from Oscar’s thigh, and pulled down her dress at the top—she was not wearing a bra–and pulled up her dress from the bottom.

She was not wearing panties.

Eliza was not sure what was going to happen, Oscar looked at Sally with pure lust, his scotch trembling in his hands. Eliza stared at Sally too, she was beautiful and wanton, and she knew what she wanted.

Oscar.

Eliza leaned over, and whispered in his ear.

“I’m okay with whatever you want to do, I am not upset or sad or anything about this. I want you to be happy. Do what you want.”

Eliza moved away from him, and he put his hand on her thigh.

“I want both of you, now.”

Looking between him and Sally, Eliza swallowed. She had never had a threesome, and she wanted to give Oscar what he wanted but she did not know what she wanted.

“Did you plan this,” she asked Oscar, and looked at Sally who was pleasuring herself.

Oscar shook his head.

“No, I came in here with no intentions, but now. Watching Sally, and having you here too? That is what I want.”

He kissed her, and Eliza could not say that she was not unfazed by the sexy environment. Or the beauty and sensuality of Oscar and Sally…

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