I groaned and shifted.
On the bedstand, a clock read 4:47 PM.
I rolled over onto my back. My skirt had hiked up my hips, and my uncovered pussy and ass were bare.
I swung my legs off the bed, stood, smoothed out my skirt, and walked into the kitchen, where I could hear Dan and Christoph talking.
"... this straight. She has the power to change anything?"
"As far as I can tell, yes." Dan said.
I walked in. "Yep, that's me," I said. I leaned against the doorframe. "I wish Christoph was always hard and had his dick out right now."
Christoph glanced down in shock at his exposed dick from where he'd been preparing pans for cookies, then his eyes moved to me. "Wow,"
"Cute," Dan said. She paused with putting dough on the cookie sheets and crouched, taking him into her mouth all the way and giving him a kiss around the base of his dick.
Christoph groaned. "This is embarrassing," he said.
"I wish everyone but us thought it was normal for Christoph to have his dick out," I said. "I wish Christoph was comfortable having his dick out all the time. I wish it was normal to fuck your friends without it meaning anything."
Christoph stared at me.
"So I'm craving Italia right now," I said. "You two want to come?"
Italia was a fancy Italian restaurant that made the best pizza I'd ever had.
Dan shook her head. "I want to finish with with the cookies, which will take several hours of baking," she said.
"I'm down," Christoph said, still staring at me.
I smiled at him and walked across the kitchen, then hiked up my skirt and slid down onto him. "Let's go in a few minutes, then," I said, as I fucked him slowly.
He started pumping vigorously in and out of my ready pussy, while his partner made cookies next to us.