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“Nah,” I say. Blue won’t agree to a party. I know that for sure. “Probably not.”

“JD is. He said so last week.”

“Well, things have changed since then. So if he doesn’t show up…” I let my words trail off.

“Got it.” And then Ray gets up and walks over to Silvie, planting a quick kiss on her cheek as he slips his arm around her waist. I know he loves her. He might fuck other women, but he always goes home to Silvie. And if it works for her, who am I to judge?

“Thanks for the beer, Ray.” I get up and start towards the door. It’s late now and I’ve been out all day, trying to avoid Blue. I want to fuck her brains out, but I refuse to give in to her. I refuse to play along with her and JD in this sick arrangement they’re cooking up. No matter how much I want to, I just can’t do it.

“You have girls lined up this week?” Ray calls out, just as I reach the door.

“Yeah,” I call back, opening it and walking through. “We’re good.” And then I close the door behind me and take the stairs to the roof to my waiting Jeep. I have to go home sometime. And if I’m being honest, I want to see that girl so bad, I can’t stay away any longer.

The drive back is too short and before I know it, I’m on my way up the elevator. It dings on the top floor and I get out and stand there. Staring at our door.

What did they do all day?

My jealousy is suddenly overwhelming as I picture the many, many ways in which Blue got fucked hard by JD. Why does she like it rough? Why? She responded to me when I was gentle. But if it’s not enough, then why fight JD for her? Would it really be worth ruining what I have with him just to get exclusive rights to a girl who can’t be satisfied with the way I want to love her?

Ray says to get out and start a life. But right now all I want is Blue. And she’s not even remotely interested in giving up what she likes. So why should I waste four years of planning and hard work? Why give up my one chance at making a difference, just to get away and be alone again?

I push my key into the lock with this thought lingering in my mind. It’s quiet inside and the lights are low. I toss my keys onto the little table in the foyer and that’s when I see the video camera. “What is this doing here?”

“Start filming, cameraman.”

I look into the dark living room, lit only by firelight flickering off to the left, and see JD sitting on the couch. The coffee table has been moved out of the way, and at his feet—naked and with her head resting on his thigh, staring straight at me—is Blue.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I ask them.

“Waiting for you. Now pick up the camera and start filming.”

“Why?” I look down at Blue and she meets my gaze for a second, but then quickly closes her eyes and buries her face between JD’s legs.

“We wanna make a sex tape.” JD says this like he might say we’re going out for dinner. “Blue’s on board.”

“She’s got no identification, JD. We can’t use her.” The whole thought of putting her on Ray’s site just repulses me.

“No, you dumb fuck,” JD laughs. “A sex tape, asshole. For fun. We’re not gonna sell her. We’re gonna fuck her.” And then he smirks up at me as I walk towards them. “On camera.”

I just stare at them. “We?”

JD nods to the chair off to the left of the couch. “Turn the camera on, sit down, and enjoy the show.” And then he pets Blue on the head and looks back to me. “Dude,” he says, losing his patience. “I’ve been waiting for you all damn day. My dick is hard, her mouth is watering, and I want to come down her throat. So turn the fucking camera on.”

And now my dick is hard.

I walk over to the chair and ease myself down, camera on, and pointing at Blue’s mouth as she licks her lips.

“Three, two, one… action,” JD whispers.

Blue’s tongue darts out and begins to lick him through his jeans. Her mouth opens wide, covering the thick bulge in his pants, and then she bites down a little, chomping playfully along his full length.

JD moans. Hell, I moan. My hand goes to my own bulge in my pants and I begin to rub. The camera shakes a little from my motions. JD notices me worrying about it, but then he nods his head to the fireplace mantel. I look over to my left and see the camera. Then across from me, on a wall shelf, I spy another one.

“I’ve got them all over.” He presses a button on the remote in his hand and the lights come up, just enough to make an atmospheric movie.

They’ve certainly put a lot of thought into this little setup.

The sound of a zipper being pulled down yanks me back to my reality. Blue’s got the little tab by her teeth and she’s pulling it down to reveal a trail of hair leading to JD’s cock. She licks the little bit of skin that is exposed by the open zipper, and then her small hand reaches in and pulls him out.