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and out of my mouth as his hands pushed on my back. I didn’t even see it coming and when he left I stumbled on my feet in order to keep my balance.
    If it was not for Sophie I would have left at the same time as Ethan. This crowd was just not my style and after my conversation with that rude man I didn’t feel like being here.
    At the end of the night, I went to find Sophie to personally congratulate her. She was happy to see me and thanked me for attending the party.
    “Thanks for coming, Em. I know that this crowd is not exactly a party bunch but I hope that you still managed to have a good time.” I could not lie to Sophie and even if I did, she would know that I wasn’t telling the truth.
    “I am here only because of you Sophie, no other reason.” I hugged her and told her that I would see her tomorrow. As I got into the taxi my phone beeped. It was a text message from Ethan.
    ‘I know that we didn’t spend much time together tonight but I promise to make up for it at dinner. I can’t wait to see you again. Ethan.’
    I smiled to myself at his little message because I felt the same. I was looking forward to spending some quality time with him and it would be even better that Sophie would be joining us for dinner.

    The next couple of days went by so quickly that I was soon at Ethan’s place helping him cook. He would take every opportunity to brush past me, trying to entice me to do a quickie before our guest arrived. I slapped his hands away from me at first then he waited until my hands were full of dishes for the table before gliding his right hand under my dress.
    “Aww come on, let’s play a little game to see if you can keep the dishes in your hands without breaking them.” It was a naughty game and just another one of his lessons that he was trying to impart on me.
    “She’ll be here anytime now. Stop it, Ethan.”
    “So what? It’s not like we aren’t all friends. Trust me, Emily, I doubt that anything she sees will shock her.” His argument was starting to make sense especially since his fingers were already touching my lips. He looked into my eyes for the green light to tell him to go ahead. I bit my lip and he took it as my way of saying that it was okay with me. He started to wiggle his middle finger into my tight interior. That one finger was making the dishes shake in my grasp. The sound of them clattering together made me try to concentrate on keeping them from falling. The idea of Sophie walking in on us in this compromising position was an erotic thought.
    Ethan had the first knuckle in me and then he jammed the whole finger into the hilt. Using a come hither motion, he stroked across the surface of my g-spot. It was sheer ecstasy and it made me cry out, “Ahhhh, you better stop, or...”
    “Don’t stop on my account, I’m enjoying the show.” Sophie had entered the apartment like a stealth cat and was now grinning at the performance. The dishes didn’t get broken but that was only because Sophie had snatched them away before my hand let go. “There, now we can enjoy a fine meal and a nice bottle of wine without having to clean up broken dishes.” Thank goodness she walked in when she did otherwise there would have definitely been a mess to clean up.
    “I’ve been saving this bottle for a very special occasion and I think that tonight is the right night to break the seal.” He excused himself to go to the pantry where the bottles of wine were stored while I was left alone with Sophie.
    “The show was worth the price of admission alone but I think we can do better, don’t you?” It was the inflection of her speech that had me contemplating just what was going on in that evil little brain of hers. Ethan returned with a bottle of wine in his hands. Sophie directed her attention to Ethan, “Perhaps the show isn’t finished and it’s just intermission until dinner is over? Or are you no longer willing to share, Ethan?” He gave her a cold look as if she had just revealed a