Tighter (18+)

Show for Two

Erick stopped by at the kitchen to fetch a bottle of wine and gave them all one glass before going to the living room. There, he slammed his body to the sofa and began opening the wine. Yvonne sat next to him, followed by Helen. Her husband sat at the other end of the sofa.

"Cheers!" Erick said as he offered his glass of wine. The three returned his offer. "Now, what should we watch?" he mumbled as he played with the TV remote. The four discussed it for a moment before finally settling to watch a romantic action one.

It was a bad choice, as it turned out there were quite a few romantic scenes. Dennis gulped nervously as each scene unfurled.

Helen, though, didn't seem to care. She held and squeezed her husband's hand as she watched the movie intently.

Erick put one hand on Yvonne's lap.

Yvonne instinctively crossed her legs. His palm felt hot on her skin.

Erick bowed slightly toward her ear.

Soon after, Yvonne sighed as she uncrossed her legs, allowing all persons in the room more access to her already exposed skin for them to see and him to touch.

Sipping his wine, Erick discreetly but surely moved his palm toward her inner thigh.

Erick whispered something else in her ear.

"No!" Helen could hear Yvonne shriek softly. She turned her attention to her side and saw her friend's tensed mimic and her boss's faint smirk and assertive nod. She then saw Yvonne release a deep breath before slowly moving her trembling hand toward his lap.

Helen gulped. She didn't even realize her smile faded as she watched her best friend's palm land on the bulge of their boss's trousers. Her hand, without her control, squeezed her husband's hand tighter as she saw Yvonne begin to softly massage the swollen thing underneath Erick's fabric.

"I really think we should go home now!" Dennis whispered in Helen's ear.

Helen got startled hearing her husband's hoarse voice. "Huh? What?" she asked sheepishly, looking back at him.

Dennis nodded toward her boss and her best friend. "They need time," he commented, then gulped.

Helen's smile grew. "I think we need time, too, hon!" she commented. Then swiftly, she landed on the hem of her husband's pants.

Dennis was caught off guard. He sighed at her gentle but firm rub and then tried to lift her hand off of him. "Helen!" he hissed.

"Let her have some fun, Pal!" Erick's voice was suddenly heard.

Dennis looked at her wife's boss, startled; his struggle to remove her hand stopped.

Helen also turned her head toward her boss. Her hand, though, continues rubbing her husband.

Erick smiled at his guests. He sipped his wine. before continuing. "She already had a rough day at the office, with me telling her to do this and not to do that!" he said nonchalantly, as if oblivious to what his new employee was doing to his bulge. His other hand was already deep between the base of Yvonne's legs. "Isn't it, Yv?" he said a moment later.

That drew their guests' attention to her. They saw Yvonne, mouth half open, breaths heavy, looking emptily at the TV.

"Huh?" Yvonne asked sheepishly to him, then turned her head toward Helen and smiled nervously before looking at Dennis and acknowledging. "Yeah ...!" Her reply was cut off by a soft squeal as the tip of his finger slid into her soaking well. "She had!" she continued after gasping some air.

"You hear that, Honey?" Helen smirked at her husband and applied more pressure at his prized pole.

"But ...!" Dennis protested panickily.