Page 16 of Be With Us: An Urban Foursome Love Story

‘Come on, I like you, let’s go get some more drinks.’

As the girls disappeared into the crowd, Cassian turned to Mark.

’That wasn’t as cliche as I was expecting, sounds like you did a good thing.’

‘It worked out well for everyone, Mr Rock Star spent a little time in hospital, then a little time in jail, then a little time in rehab.’

‘I’m no closer to figuring out who he was. That describes an awful lot of rock stars.’

Mark laughed, but clearly he had no intention of revealing who his client had been.

A few minutes later the girls came back over, with two more drinks each, holding out soft drinks for the men and keeping cocktails for themselves.

‘So Emilia tells me you like to fuck her in the ass?’

‘What?’ said Cassian, turning to Emilia shocked.

‘What, I never said that?’ said Emilia, equally surprised and embarrassed.

‘But you have, haven’t you?’ laughed Amy. ‘Oh my god, you guys are not as vanilla as I thought. You are dirty.’

Mark rolled his eyes, ‘Sorry, two sips of Margherita and Amy loses all of her inhibitions.’

‘What else do you like, Emilia?’ she said, staring at her with her big probing, green eyes. ‘Do you like it from behind? What’s your favourite position?’

Emilia laughed, but she felt emboldened by her mask and Amy was exciting. ‘Reverse cowgirl and the jockey.’

‘Oh my goodness, I love the jockey. Mark get’s really deep when we do that, like he’s trying to fuck my cervix,’ she burst into loud laughter and drank another gulp of Margherita.

Mark was gently shaking his head, as Cassian looked on bemused.

Emilia leaned forward and loudly whispered, ‘I love it when he fingers my ass,’ which prompted Amy to almost spew Margherita in her face.

Cassian stepped forward now, and put his arm around his wife. ‘I think you’re getting carried away,’ he said, but Emilia shrugged him off.

‘Oh come on, Cass, let your hair down,’ she snapped.

‘Yes, let's dance!’ said Amy. She reached past Emilia, and to her surprise, Amy grabbed Cassian’s arm and pulled him into the crowd, and began to dance to the thumping bass line.

Emilia watched them as Amy started grinding and sliding up against her husband. She suddenly felt a little left out.

Mark’s hand appeared in front of her, and beckoned an invitation to dance with him.

‘Come on, it’s best to meet her at her level after she’s had a few,’ he smiled. ‘If you can’t beat them, join them.’

Emilia took his hand and followed him over to where Cassian and Amy were dancing. Her husband looked more than a little intimated.

Now Amy turned her attention on Emilia, grabbing both her hands and twirling herself around, so Emilia’s palms were on her hips, then she slid up and down and moved her new friends wrists up and down her body, brushing past the edges of her breasts. Now she was pressing her ass into Emilia’s crotch and holding her arms across her chest, all in time to the music.

Emilia could feel herself getting more and more aroused. She had never felt like this with a girl before, but Amy was something else. It was as though she was enchanting her, casting some sort of spell. If any other girl had danced like this with her before, she would have felt uncomfortable and walked away, but with Amy it was thrilling.

There was a hint of jealousy too. Amy and Cassian had some sort of connection that she didn't understand yet. Either way she could feel herself getting wet.

As Amy spun round and into her again, Emilia buried her face into the girls hair and breathed in deeply, and found it to be intoxicating.

The foursome danced for another half an hour, before retiring to a nearby table for another round of refreshments.

‘This night is turning out far better than I thought it would,’ said Amy, sitting down lightly on Emilia’s lap. ‘You guys are so much fun, and damn, you can dance, Em.’

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