Amy couldn’t take it any longer. The throbbing in her panties was starting to get to be too much. “Babe, pull over.” she said, not even realizing how she said it. Lina obliged, pulling the car to the side of the road. After putting the car in park, she turned to face a very flushed Amy.
“You okay?” Lina asked, her hand not leaving Amy’s thigh.
“I’m really, REALLY turned on right now,” Amy moaned. Reaching for her purse, she made the decision to put the rings back on. To hell with what happened, she needed to get off. When her hands didn’t reach her purse, she turned to grasp at it. But her purse wasn’t there.
“Where’s my purse?” she asked. She then moaned as Lina began massaging her male appendage, no, her DICK through her panties.
“Get it later,” Lina replied. She began to pull Amy’s dick out of her panties, and Amy faced front again. Yeah, that can wait.
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“Hey Lina! It’s me and Greg!” Mark, Lina’s boyfriend, called out. He and Greg, Amy’s boyfriend, had arrived at Lina’s place to hang out with the girls before going out to dinner. They were surprised that no one was home.
“Maybe they aren’t back from the mall yet,” Greg suggested, massaging his large shoulder. They had come from the gym after working out and showering, wanting their hard muscles to have a good pump for the girls.
“Good thing I got a key to Lina’s place then,” Mark said, digging into his pocket. “We can wait for them inside.” They walked through the door.
“Hey, that’s Amy’s purse,” Greg said, walking over to the table where the purse sat. “Wonder why she left it here.”
“Maybe she took another one with her?” Mark offered up, plopping down on the couch and flipping on the TV.
“Her wallet and phone are in here though,” Greg said, glancing in. Something caught his attention. A slight glinting light reflected off of a shiny gold piece of metal. Curiosity got the best of him, and he reached in and pulled out a pair of gold rings with gems in the shape of a heart, one pink facing to the left and one blue facing to the right. “When did she get these?” he wondered aloud.
Mark glanced over at the rings and joked, “Maybe the guy on the side she’s been seeing gave them to her.”
“Shut the fuck up,” Greg replied, but not angrily, used to Mark’s mockery. “I’m serious.”
“Well, perhaps she got them for the two of you to wear,” Mark said, standing up and walking over. He looked at them, smiled, grabbed one from Greg’s hand, and put it on. “Oh Greg,” Mark said in a mock feminine voice, attempting to imitate Amy. “Aren’t these rings so adorable? We should, like, totally wear them as a couple.” He forced the other one onto Greg’s hand. Greg was smirking and shaking his head. “See? They’re, like, perfect for us!” Mark started laughing, and even Greg joined him.
When their laughing finally settled down, Greg felt an odd heat coming from his stomach. He felt strange. He glanced up at Mark, who noticed his friend’s discomfort. He placed a hand on Greg’s shoulder and looked at him closely.
“Are you okay?” he asked. Greg’s heart began racing, and the heat in his stomach rose. Their faces began drifting closer and closer to each other when…