Chapter 1: Set Up
John stood by the bed, his arms crossed as he watched Michael uncertainly run his fingertips over Sarah's pert breasts—or at least trying to—his hand hovering just above her taut nipples. John studied the delicate pink buds beneath the man's trembling fingers.
"Michael," John instructed firmly, "lower your hand.
Touch her."
The brunet man glanced at John, then back at Sarah. He hesitated before tentatively cupping her breasts, their softness surprising him. John could see him swallow hard as Sarah arched her back, her mouth parted in a silent plea for more.
"It's alright," Sarah murmured, reassuring Michael with a soft smile. She closed her eyes, her breath hitching as Michael began to gently knead her breasts as if afraid they might break.
John resisted the urge to intervene.
Michael was Sarah's boyfriend, after all, and it was essential that he learned to please her and claim his role in their relationship. It wasn't often that John allowed others to touch Sarah, not since they had established their dynamics and boundaries.
"Harder," John encouraged, his voice barely above a whisper.
Michael complied, squeezing Sarah's breasts with more confidence. Her breath hitched as he brushed his thumbs over her nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.
She gasped, her back arching in response, as Michael continued to explore her body, his touch growing surer with each passing second.
John smirked, watching the scene unfold from his position by the bed. He had always been a dominant man, taking control in any situation he found himself in—especially when it came to matters of pleasure.