I looked back and smiled as Shelby took my fingers.

We had made this walk to my bedroom so many times.

We made a practice of being together before others arrived to join us.

To share us.

We touched this time alone as our home base, establishing that our bond was secure and not to be undone by what may come.

Never entirely sure of what may come.

She kissed me as we stood next to the bed. My cock grew into her as my fingers lighted across her body, already nude, like mine, and equally attuned to the lightness of the air surrounding us.

The air between us vanished as we fell back onto the bed.

Shelby’s kisses told me she was excited by the prospect of being with me and two women in short order. She was making love to me, of course, and in love with me. But my body was shifting in her mind, transposed to become those she would soon touch.

I was glad to be the vehicle to her desire for others, the man in the place of the women she anticipated.

Her hand tugged the cock pressing her smooth slit. Read on...