*Reading ‘I Get To Watch Them’ on my page first is recommended.*
Almost a week had passed since that night I watched Steve and Rachel have sex at his apartment. I talked regularly with him, but I could tell Rachel avoided me some at work. She was embarrassed, and truthfully if I’m being honest, I was too.
I kept going back in my mind to the following morning when Steve thought Rachel might be open to more. Was he serious? Just thinking about it made me hard. I’d always found her attractive, but the thought of playing with her and maybe even fucking her? I was definitely open to it, while at the same time not wanting to appear as though I was pushing it to happen.
Steve texted me on Thursday night and invited me over on Saturday.
“Is Rachel going to be there?” I texted back.
“That’s the plan,” he replied. “She wants this to happen again.”
By ‘this’ I wasn’t exactly sure what it meant. Was I just going to be watching again? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I was open to it. I just wondered if I might be participating more this time around.