Years ago back when I was a camp counselor drinking and smoking in the woods almost every night, I had a particularly fun summer with one of the guys I worked with. We had worked together for a few summers prior and I’d always had a big crush on him and hoped he felt the same. Something about that summer set us off like a spark.
We kissed early into the summer and by mid summer I was visiting his office to hook up when we were both free. One afternoon we were in the back room of his office with my pants unbuttoned and halfway down my legs, his tongue in my mouth and two fingers stroking my g-spot when we heard the door open. Quickly we disentangled and he motioned for me to not move and keep quiet as he went to the front room to see who was there.
I stood completely still, unable to even pull my pants back up as I heard them talking in the next room. Eventually the other person left and he came back to get me sorted but some part of me wonders what would have happened if the other person came back and caught me or if the guy I was hooking with invited him back to share me. I still get so horny thinking about it. I would love a spit roast story and that felt like the perfectly opportunity. I still haven’t gotten a threesome to this day and I am searching…