Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Like A Blue Shell:>Ep8

Last time, Taylor got a bit too drunk and fooled around with another guy while her boyfriend watched. And she felt really bad about it. Her solution? Well, maybe two wrongs don't make a right, but what about two pussies? Everyone is over 18.

Although he had regrets about the drunken debauchery of the previous weekend, Tim had to admit he was also hoping that it might lead to more. So he was a bit disappointed when the next weekend arrived and things were back to normal. Not that he thought that he and his girlfriend Taylor should become, like, swingers or whatever. But a little sexy play might have still been interesting.

Only they weren't doing any of that. In fact he and Taylor weren't having sex at all. Tim chalked it up to his girlfriend's body feeling icky from before. He just hoped she got over it soon. He had some serious role play in mind and it wasn't going to involve dice or a dungeon master screen.

In the meantime, they slipped into something that felt more like a friendship. Ironically, that involved playing a lot of Mario Kart. Taylor even paused the game in places to give Tim tips -- how to grab the shortcuts and avoid the most dangerous obstacles. But it was still extra awkward between them and Tim was hoping that a nice relaxing weekend would help them both loosen up.

"Colin and Courtney are coming over this afternoon," Taylor told him over breakfast, "I told them about last weekend and they want to have another Mario Kart tournament."

"You WHAT?"

Tim had known Colin and Courtney since his freshman year of college. They were his closest friends. But he still wasn't going to tell them about what had happened with Taylor the previous weekend.

"Not that stuff. Just that we played and it was fun and I thought it would be fun for them to play too. We never see them anymore -- I feel like the last time we hung out was before their wedding. I'm sorry. You said you were OK and I just missed them so much. I can call and cancel."

Tim sighed. He had to admit, he missed his friends, too. Maybe some time with their college companions would be just what he and Taylor needed.

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to drive into the city, but it was easier than taking the T. Plus it gave them plenty of time to stare out the windshield and not talk to each other. Colin had met Courtney right at freshman orientation. They'd lost their virginity to each other, moved in together after graduation, and gotten married. Then the honeymoon. They'd been lying there, under a Caribbean blue sky in post-coital, post

Well, not exactly.

something. Her parents had a beautiful high school romance followed by an ugly

spending the rest of your life with someone was scary. And, he guessed, Courtney had gotten a little frightened. But Colin also didn't understand it. Because spending the rest of his

Now they really did resent each other and the

in layers, wrapped around themselves, just trying to hold in the heat. When they got to the apartment building, Courtney held up her hand and told Colin to wait a moment. They spoke. Well, mostly Courtney talked and

controller already in hand. Colin had always thought Taylor was cute, even though she was so different from

chubby really, she just kept a bit of baby fat.

Courtney's ran to the reddish and she wore hers long, almost to the middle of her back. Courtney was always reserved. Sort of serious. Taylor liked to laugh loudly, scream and curse. Colin

could live with that,

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and tossed them in the bedroom. She noticed that they were both wearing sweaters and jeans. They looked couple-y, Taylor thought, despite it

both. Courtney was the closest thing Taylor had to a female best friend. When Taylor had started dating Tim, junior year, Taylor and Courtney had bonded almost immediately. Like a

Taylor didn't like to admit to herself why she found him attractive, though. It was the oh-so-committed relationship with her bestie. Something about the idea of taking Colin aside and making him smash that loving loyalty in a desperate bid for Taylor's own

It gave her shivers.

fantasy. But she always had thought that if things with Tim had broken

smile. But his eyes still looked distant and sad. Tim might say they were OK, but she knew it wasn't true. They weren't even having sex, for God's sake. Objectively, Taylor knew her plan seemed like something stupid you'd see on TV (or PornHub). But she also knew that she would do anything to fix what