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(Her Secret Fantasy, continued by Eppient...)

Shocked, you stop mid thrust. Rachel tries to move to hide her body but she’s impaled on your cock.

As you look towards the voice your face is frozen in terror, Jamie looks blankly at you.

You are not the only one shocked. Jamie’s eyes wander over Rachel’s naked body. No one speaks for what feels like hours but is probably milliseconds. As you quickly withdraw, Rachel tries desperately to cover herself and runs past Jamie to the living room to get her stuff.

“Sorry, mate, we er just got carried away. Rachel was feeding the cat and I got a bit frisky. You know?”

Jamie looks at you, bewildered his brain trying to process seeing his best friends fucking in his kitchen at 7am in the morning.

Rachel suddenly exits the living room, clothed in her short nightdress with her dressing gown wrapped tightly round her. “Sorry, sorry, God I’m so embarrassed.” Rachel says heading for the door.

“Stop!” Jamie says.

Rachel stops suddenly like a child.

“Look, if you leave now it’s just going to get more awkward as time goes on to discuss this. Stay, let’s get it out of the way and let’s move on. Tea?” he says, moving towards the posh hot water tap they have installed.

As you remain silent Rachel mumbles, “Yes, yes please,” and tentatively moves back into the kitchen.

As Jamie makes three cups of tea in near silence you frantically and silently try and communicate with each other. What are you going to say? Jamie turns and places the cups on the island in the kitchen that minutes before you were fucking against. “Let’s sit and talk this through” Jamie says.

As much as sex is the last thing on your mind, you realize that as Rachel sits on the bar stool style chair the nightdress and dressing gown ride up her thighs even higher.

“So, that was unexpected” Jamie laughs. You and Rachel break into laughter as well breaking the ice a little, “So what’s going on?”

You look at Rachel, her eyes roll as she realizes you aren’t going to take the rap for this.

“I came across to feed him,” pointing to the cat, “and Ross followed me. ”It just sort of happened. Sorry.“

Jamie looks at you both. “So how come your clothes were in the living room?”

Rachel squirms on her seat, her face flushed even brighter. Shocked, you realize although embarrassed it looks like talking to Jamie is turning Rachel on. Your eyes drop down to her lap and her legs have fallen open slightly. Not enough for Jamie to see anything but you notice she’s relaxing.

Rachel looks at you, then back at Jamie. “I was in the living room and Ross came in and stripped me there. We just sort of ended up in the kitchen.”

“So, you came to feed the cat, Ross followed you and then decided to try and have spur of the moment sex with you and then I walked in?”

Rachel again looks to you. It was her idea, her excuse, best just stay out of it so you nod back to her.

“Yes, yes. Basically. Look we are really sorry, where’s Monica by the way?”

“It’s only her that’s gone with the kids for a few days I have to work. I only nipped out to the shops. I thought she’d told you. Obviously not.”

Rachel smiles at him. “No, no she didn’t. Look I’m so embarrassed I’m going to go, if that’s okay?”

Jamie smiles back. “Just one more question. Do you know that neighbor there?” he says, pointing out the big bifold doors to the house that may have seen you the last time. “He says he has a video of me and Monica fucking in the kitchen the other day. Would you know anything about that?”