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“I’ll settle for all the details after,” Chloe decided.

“I’ll settle for no details after.”Gwen set the ice cream on the coffee table.“Are we done talking about Bailey’s sex life now?”

Chloe looked at Bailey.“I don’t know, are we?”

Bailey shrugged.“I have nothing else to add.Oh, except he hired Sawyer.”

“Really?”Chloe gasped.“Oh, now I really need all the details after.”

Gwen looked torn for a moment, then shook her head.“I maintain my no-details stance.”

“Good for you, Gwen,” Bailey teased.“Way to stick to your principles.”

“Bite me,” Gwen said and picked up the television remote.“You guys want to watchHeated Rivalry?”

“I’ve seen it, but I’m up for a rewatch,” Chloe enthused.

“Absolutely not.No.No way.”

Chloe stared at Bailey in confusion.“I thought you loved that show.”

“I do, but we can’t watch it.”

Gwen looked just as baffled as Chloe.“Why?”

“Because it’s sexy,” Bailey explained patiently.

Gwen and Chloe exchanged looks.“So?”

Bailey huffed out a breath.“So, if I get turned on, I can’t do anything about it!No coming, remember?”

Gwen just stared at her for a full five seconds, then shrugged.“Eh, you’ll survive.”

“Gwen!”

“You get to fuck Sawyer,” Gwen reminded her, flipping through the streaming options until she locatedHeated Rivalry.

“So, what?I deserve to suffer first?”

“I wouldn’t put it that way, but…yeah.”

Bailey groaned.“Chloe, help me out, here.”

Chloe held up her hands.“I’m staying out of it.”

“I need better friends,” Bailey mumbled and went to fetch the bottle of Kahlúa.

Fortunately, Gwen started with episode one.Since Bailey had seen it twice now, she was able to ignore most of it, and went home feeling only marginally horny.

Unfortunately, when she got home, she had to put in her two hours of butt plug time.

Nash was out of the house, and since she wanted to get her time in while he wasn’t around, she hurried upstairs.She shucked off the shorts she’d worn to Chloe’s, wiggled out of her panties, and retrieved her butt plug from the bin of infrequently used toys under her sink.

She always cleaned everything after using, but she gave it a thorough wash anyway with soap and water before carrying it into the bedroom.She kept the lube in her nightstand drawer, along with condoms and the toys that saw the most use.She pulled it out, tossed it on the bed along with the plug, then set about arranging the bed.

She placed and plumped the pillows, then grabbed her current non-fiction read, a book about Queen Victoria’s daughters.It was a compelling book, interesting and informative, but could in no way be considered sexy, and would hopefully keep her from getting too worked up during the next two hours.

She lay on the bed belly-down, the pillows under her torso, and reached for the lube.She squirted a generous blob of the cool, viscus gel onto two fingers, then reached back, cocking her leg out to spread herself open, and pressed her fingers to her anus.