chapter 5

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Lola may not be the kind of girl to experiment in bed, she was most definitely an assertive young woman who knew what she wanted and how to get it; by being bold. My thoughts trailed back to that day as I told Natalie about our first meeting, still fond of the memory. Natalie tilted her head and returned the smile, urging me to continue.
"So she offered me a drink, and we got talking. Things went pretty quick from there," I continued dreamily, vividly remembering our first night together.
"She ate me out before I even told her my name," Lola laughed.
"Lola !" I yelled in shame, my cheeks turning a deep shade of red. Natalie just chuckled seductively and winked at Lola before returning her gaze upon me.
"Really? You seem like such a," she paused, looking for the right words. "Proper girl."
"It wasn't like that! I mean, it's not what you think," I mumbled, trying to save face. Natalie interrupted me by touching my arm gently and leaning closer.
"Don't worry, kitty I'm not calling you a slut," she cooed. Hearing her say the word slut made my pussy tingle, even if she explicitly told me I wasn't one. She was doing the exact opposite of soothing me. Before I had the chance to reassert myself, especially with my girlfriend sitting across the table from us, Natalie moved back. "Really, it's okay. I know how it is, meeting someone and instantly knowing you're meant for each other." With that, she set her now empty glass down and got up. "Shall we get ready?"
Lola nodded and got up as well, grabbing her bag and walking towards the hallway with Natalie, who daringly ran her hand down my girlfriend's back as I watched. I should've said something about it but didn't, wondering instead if she did it for Lola, or for me. I saw her point at one of the doors on the right, saying something to Lola before going up the stairs, her exotic hips swaying as she disappeared out of view.
Throwing myself back on the couch I took a long, deep breath. Up until ten minutes ago I was entirely comfortable with lola's plan, but I never expected to end up getting aroused just by being near another woman. It was as if she had cast a spell on me. I told myself to get my mind together; I was here to support my girlfriend, not act like an enchanted teenager who just met her idol.
I grabbed the camera, tapping the touchscreen to bring up the menu. I was immediately confronted with a grid of thumbnails showing the previously recorded movies. Swiping up, I estimated there were two dozen videos on this thing, with dates going back four months. Not a bad business, I thought to myself.

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