Page 50 of Foreplay on Words

The screen was quiet momentarily, and then I saw the three little dots appear.

Emory: Fuck! You’re bringing Stone Evans with you!

Chase: He’s not as intimidating as I expected.

Emory: When did he get into the erotic stuff? He’s usually a cockblock.

Chase: ...

Emory: Damn! Did you corrupt that poor man?

Chase: I’m not dignifying that with a response.

Emory: You totally got in his pants!

Emory: Should I be concerned I won’t measure up?

Chase: I don’t know! I’ve never seen your dick!

And Em and Talia were not seeing Evan’s.

Emory: Not my fault. It’s not like Talia would mind...

Chase: Keep that eggplant to yourself.

Emory: You know I like to share...

Emory: Actually, I don’t :)

Chase: You’ve got to tone down on the flirty stuff.

Emory: Who me?

Chase: Seriously. I like him...

Emory: Aw! That’s adorable. Chasey is smitten.

Chase: I can contact Nathan if you can’t play nice.

Emory: Ouch. You know he’d never be as good as me. Although, he has been leaning into his switch tendencies lately. He could probably give your boy some pointers.

Chase: Who is he in a dynamic with?

Emory: Grace.

Chase: Hell no!

Grace was a Domme I’d met at one of the lifestyle showcases Em had taken me to. She was graceful, but she also carried a bullwhip and a penchant for collecting other people’s pets. There was no way I was letting Evan anywhere near her. She took great joy from breaking in new pets.

If Em didn’t scare him, Grace surely would.

Emory: Don’t worry. He can be discreet. I can find another Domme to work with you if you need it.

Chase: You better.

Emory: What kind of timing are we looking at? Do I need to clear my schedule?

Chase: I need to talk to Evan. He doesn’t know about you yet.

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