Chapter One: In dickus veritasLaughter erupts around me.
"What did I say?" I protest, glancing at the semi-naked group of hedonists in my living room.
"Oh, come on," one of them snorts, "You know exactly what you said. Please."
"Yeah," his wife agrees. "
The dick doesn't lie?"
"Well, it doesn't. If Mike there tells you he's not into blonds, then you see Blond Bambi sucking him off and he's hard as a fireplug... well, what do you call it? An oral misunderstanding?"
The dick doesn't lie.
Chapter Two: VerisimilitudeMy girlfriend smiles conspiratorially over her husband's blissful face, his eyes closed to better focus on his pleasure. "Mmmmm," she purrs, "Doesn't she do that well?"
I wink at her as I slowly slide my tongue around the sensitive ridge of his joystick.
"Do it just like I like to," she urges me in a sultry contralto. "That's it, hurry up, swallow it all!"
For a moment his eyes open in surprise at her passionate appeal, and in a series of shuddering breaths, he surrenders to my surrogacy.
Sunlight streams through a slant in the window.
"Just like you like to do it," he whispers into the air.
Chapter Three: Unoriginal SinPlacing one stiletto in front of the other, I take my time emerging from the darkened bedroom. His hands grip his knees as I approach, laughing.
"What's up?" I tease him, lightly stroking his pants with a long red fingernail.
"I was just thinking that you're not like any woman I've ever been with. But I can't really offer you anything you haven't already had. Probably."
At the last word he looks up at me hopefully.
"Well, you're partially right," I murmur, straddling his lap and slipping my hands into his hair. "I'm a completely, utterly wanton woman who absolutely insists on driving you crazy. And you're my completely, utterly delicious partner in crime, are you not?"
Among a flurry of insistent little kisses he manages to croak out "Yes."
"Then does either of us really have to be original?" I whisper into his ear, my nipples singing under the influence of his suddenly emboldened touch.
The world envelops us. The world falls away.
He doesn't have to say no.