Page 47 of Be With Us: An Urban Foursome Love Story

‘So what do you think of the spa?’ said Amy.

‘It's nice,’ said Emilia, quietly.

There was an uncomfortably long silence as the foursome sipped their wine, broken finally when Amy spoke.

‘Oh shit, I'm so nervous,’ she laughed suddenly and then covered her mouth, biting her lip.

Emilia looked awkwardly across at her as the silence returned. They met each others gaze and held it.

After a deep breath, Amy wriggled across and raised her hand up to run her fingers through a loose slip of Emilia’s hair, then she shuffled forward until their thighs touched and leaned in to kiss her.

Their lips met as Amy’s hand traced the contour of Emilia’s cheek and neck.

This is happening, thought Emilia. We’re really going to do this. Then she realised with a surge of arousal, excitement and guilt that for the first time in their lives, she was kissing someone else in front of Cassian.

Emilia felt her heart flutter and surge at the sensation of Amy’s other hand moving slowly up her waist. She turned, working herself further up onto the bed and running her hand through the girl’s fiery red hair.

Amy’s hand reached Emilia’s breast and she felt herself rise off the bed at her touch, leaning into her and kissing her harder. She stopped and took a deep shuddering breath, turning to look over towards Cassian and Mark, both men sitting in their arm chairs, smiling, watching and enjoying the show. She could see they were both hard already. Amy looked over too and then beckoned to them, returning immediately and urgently to Emilia’s soft and beautiful lips.

Emilia ran her hands down Amy’s legs and found the hem of her lace dress and began to slide it up the outside of her thigh, letting her short nails lightly scratch Amy’s pale skin as she did so, and making her breathe in sharply. Then she squeezed the top of her leg, feeling her hip bone beneath and moved her hand around to the girl’s bottom, searching for the edge of her underwear.

Amy let out a soft breath as Emilia’s fingers found purchase and then she let out an even louder one as she felt Mark kneel onto the bed beside her and kiss her neck deeply.

Emilia sensed Cassian next to her now too, his strong hands stroking her back and caressing her shoulders, and then he was pulling her blouse off and over her head as Amy pulled away and turned her head to kiss her own husband deeply on the lips.

Cassian was kissing Emilia’s ears and her neck, working his hands down her shoulders and pulling the strap of her chemise down so it fell loose onto her arm.

Amy turned back and was facing her again, Mark kneeling over his wife's shoulder looking down at Emilia’s breasts inside her top, loose and open, her nipple on show to them both and suddenly she felt self-conscious.

This was really happening. They were all going to make love together. It was all happening so fast.

She began to panic, but then Amy was kneeling up on the bed and wrapping her arms around Emilia’s head, pressing her face into her breasts and kissing her forehead and covering her up and then she heard a whisper in her ear.

‘Are you okay?’ she said, and Emilia felt relaxed again. This was safe, this was right.

She nodded imperceptibly to the two men, and then Amy took her hand and placed it back against her bottom and Emilia squeezed and laughed and then pulled back, turning to kiss Cassian.

‘I love you, you know that don't you?’ she said as she pulled away from his lips.

She started to unbutton his shirt, one by one and then looked over at Amy who had begun to do the same to Mark. They were a passionate couple, Mark was kissing Amy’s neck as she worked on his shirt, whilst he couldn’t keep his hands off his wife. Emilia thought about how much she wanted Mark’s hands on her too, and then Cassian was kissing her again and holding her face in his palms.

She could feel how aroused he was. She began to undo his belt as he knelt up on the bed, loosing the clasp and sliding the strap out of the buckle and then unzipping his fly and shimmying them down toward his knees.

She looked over at Mark and Amy and found them watching, Amy facing them as Mark’s hand circled her crotch through her lacy dress. She had one hand up and around his neck and the other was stroking the bulge in his shorts. She smiled at Emilia, and then turned her gaze back toward Cassian’s swelling underwear.

Emilia took her cue and looked up at her husband as she dipped the front of his boxers down and reached in for his rock hard member. She closed her hand around it and found it harder than ever, and then teased it back up and out, sliding her palm up and down the shaft, feeling him dripping with precum. She watched as he turned to look at Amy, and she felt him twinge against her fingers as he did so.

Then suddenly Amy was moving across the bed, dropping onto all fours and sliding past her and before Emilia knew what was happening, Cassian’s cock was inside her mouth and Cassian was looking across, shocked and almost pleading, as if to apologise. But then he closed his eyes and his mouth dropped open as she worked her way up and down his shaft and he started to bend forward as she pulled his boxers down completely.

Emilia saw that Mark was looking on, almost as shocked as Cassian, but she could see that he was happy, he wasn't upset or jealous. In fact, he was touching himself through his shorts.

Emilia looked back down and then reached to move Amy’s hair aside so she could see better and then she stretched up to reach Cassian’s face and kissed him long and slow, feeling the gentle rhythmic sensation below her of Amy sucking her husband’s cock.

Cassian was beginning to look desperate and Amy could sense that he was getting close, too fast, so she slowed down and pulled back and kissed the tip of his cock softly with her lips, making him twitch and nearly lose control. She then sat back up on her knees, smiling at him with wide and happy eyes.

Mark knelt forward and placed his hands around the edge of Amy’s dress and went to pull it up and over her head, but Emilia reached out and stopped him, shaking her head and smiling mischievously.

Instead she raised Amy’s arms up in the air first and then slowly rolled the dress up with Mark’s help, kissing first her stomach, and then her ribs, and then her chest and between her breasts and finally her neck and lips, on which she could taste her husband, before the dress finally came away, leaving Amy in just her knickers and bra.

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