We had invited a friend over and he would be spending a few nights with us as he visited our city. It was the first night and we were sitting around drinking and talking on the couch, you between us.
He was joking about sex which was a thing he did and he mentioned something about you only having been with me. I then let slip that that wasn’t true. You looked at me, shocked that I’d admit that and he looked shocked too. He started asking for details, and while you weren’t sharing I was.
I told him how you met up with a friend of yours and slept with him. How it happened multiple times. How I enjoyed hearing you tell me about it. In the middle of this you whispered to ask me what I was doing, and I simply responded that I didn’t see why we should pass on an opportunity.
He then asked if I ever watched you. To which I replied that I never got the chance as I put a hand on your thigh. He asked do you want to. “Yes”. He turned to you. “Do you want him to watch you?” His question asking more than the obvious. You looked at me, I winked, before looking back at him and saying yes.