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- Throuple Movie Night
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The three of us
Are on the couch
In the dark
Me in the middle
A big blanket
Across all our bodies
She is closest
To the Christmas movie
On the TV
So is looking only
At the screen
And not at us
I am snuggled up
Against her
My head on her shoulder
My other hand
Is under the blanket
Entwined with yours
I want my head
On your shoulder
I want it to be our couch
Our blanket
Our living room
I want more
Than just your hand
So still snuggled up against her
Chatting about the movie with her
I move my hand to your lap
And begin to softly stroke you
After a while
Your breathing changes
She tells me
You probably fell asleep
I look over at you
Your eyes are closed but
You are definitely not sleeping
I squeeze you gently
You groan quietly
Open your eyes and
Look directly into mine
I turn back to her
He’s not sleeping, I tell her
No, you say,
Your voice rough,
I’m not sleeping
I continue to tease you
Under the blanket
For the rest of the movie
With my head
On your wife’s
Shoulder
It’s a stupid movie
But I’m sad when it’s over
It was a lovely throuple evening
But I can’t help wishing
It was just the two of us
And I didn’t have to hide
My love for you
In the dark
Under
A fucking
Blanket
- COMMENTS
LadyAmethystover 1 year agoAuthorHappy New Year Paul! And thank you for this and all your comments. I’m sorry that I put you in a state of argh. But sometimes the frustration is a beautiful part of the arousal 💜
Paul4playover 1 year agoLady Amethyst: Happy New Year!
Why Argh?
It was.a spontaneous visceral response, similar to his quiet groan when you surreptitiously squeeze him gently, and similar to that ache in your heart when you wish it was just the two of you on the couch and you didn’t have to hide your love for him.
I can picture you continuing to squeeze him for the rest of the movie with your head on his wife’s shoulder while watching the stupid Christmas movie.
I am simultaneously aroused and frustrated…..argh!
