*Rose*
I rolled over in bed, reaching for Jake as the sun peeked through the curtains. His arms wrapped around me as I nuzzled my face into his neck. “Good morning,” I whispered. He kissed me and ran his hands down to grab my ass. I could feel his morning wood pressing against my belly. “Do you smell coffee?”
“Yep, Alyssa’s probably up already.” He said, pulling me closer.
“I am.” Alyssa said, walking into the bedroom carrying a tray with three cups of coffee. She set the tray down on the bedside table and crawled into bed with us, wearing nothing but a short t-shirt. She nestled against my back, and I felt her smooth legs intertwining with mine and Jake’s.
Alyssa had been staying with us for three weeks. Three unforgettable weeks that I hoped would turn into six, maybe twelve. I didn’t see myself tiring of our living arrangements anytime soon. We cooked together, cleaned together, shopped together, and fucked Jake together. While I had fantasized about watching Jake with someone else, I hadn’t been sure I could do it without jealousy until I saw him kiss Alyssa. I enjoyed it, I didn’t feel a touch of jealousy when I saw them touching or kissing. It still surprised me.