Giving Nikki Away

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I want you to feel the difference so you know you still have to fight for me. When you are inside of me and feel how stretched out I am because of your friend, and that I'm allowing you to be there, and that I don't need you in that way, it would be a reminder of how important you are to me for emotional reasons, not physical."

"I wish I could watch. Can you skype me when you two are together?"

"Maybe sometime."

"I'm going to cum."

"Not yet," Nikki smiled."Matt's going to be here in a second. I want you to do me a favor."

"Anything," I said.

"In two hours, that is about 8:30, we'll be done with dinner and back here. I will have told Matt about our little conversation. At 8:30 I want you to think about what we are doing. What I'm letting him do to me. I want you to think about our conversation and what your friend is taking from you. Then I want you to cum."

Just then there was a knock at Nikki's doore. I heard a voice. "Hey Nik." Nikki smiled. "Gotta go baby. My boyfriend is here." She bit her lip as if to apologize, mouthed, "Sorry! I love you," and hung up.

To be continued . . .