I wrote this soon after it had happened and posted it on another site. A lot has happened since then but I thought it would be a good post for here. Really captures how I felt at the time.
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I’m up already. Six-thirty on a Sunday morning and I’m stark awake. The memory of their three bodies tangled into one is a movie that keeps playing over and over in my head.
Tossing and Turing all night, my cock hard as granite. Thirty-six hours now since I watched what Sarah let them do to her on Friday night. I’m writing it down because I have to. If I don’t I’ll go mad. I have to “share” with someone. Anyone. That is why I’m posting here.
Emma and Adam, friends from University days. Fifteen years at least now. Sarah and I meet up with them two or three times a year, either their place or sometimes ours. Always been good friends, nothing sexual between any of us — or so I thought. That’s why what happened was a shock.