1. Poor Petra! (2)


    Date: 6/9/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: fegirboh, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    sometimes me and Paul together, and when he’s not, when I’m wrapped up with Paul, he stays mainly quiet and he looks at me in a way that makes it more and more obvious (including to poor Petra) that he fancies me like crazy. The two couples scenario is disappearing. It’s becoming more like two boys competing for me, Petra being slowly frozen out. Petra struggles to stay involved, she makes a major effort, girding herself up to make cheery little interjections in our conversation, but she doesn’t get much back. I toss her a few friendly comments, just to stop things getting too blatant too quickly, but the boys seem to have almost forgotten she’s there. She tries particularly hard with Danny, the boy who was all over her in the taxi no more than an hour ago, but it’s no use. He’s not rude or anything. Like, he answers her questions and smiles at her occasionally, but the romantic thing between them is fading. Danny is getting seriously attracted to me and there isn’t much he can do about it. Meanwhile I’m being exuberant and fun, very flirty with Paul, super friendly and borderline flirty with Danny, and just revelling in being the star of the show. Petra can tell what’s happening and the emotions are etched across her face. There’s hurt and disappointment that things are panning out like this. But there’s a kind of sad acceptance too. Certainly no anger. I guess what’s happening is precisely what she feared in the back of her mind might happen. She was just saying to me ...
    earlier that I was always fighting them off, wasn’t she? So, okay, I suppose that this only shows how right she was. It’s becoming an extremely unpleasant situation for Petra. She’s no doubt wishing now that we hadn’t invited the boys back, she’s certainly no longer having a good time, but there’s no easy way out for her. She’s not about to kick Danny out, let alone Paul, she’s way too unassertive for that, and in any case it’s not as if anyone’s behaving that badly. It’s just that both boys fancy the pants of her pretty roommate and who, really, can blame them? And as for that ‘pretty roommate’, she’s been playing the little innocent. I’m secretly loving the way that ‘her’ Danny is now making it so obvious that he fancies me and not her, of course I am, but I’m not giving any clear-cut sign of that to Petra. Okay, so I’m talking a lot to Danny, I’m enjoying the interaction, but I’m not egging him on or flirting massively or prickteasing him or anything. Not yet anyway. I know how tough this must be getting for Petra. Poor girl must want to go to bed but she can’t while we’re still hanging out here on the floor. Not unless she wants to make a spectacle of herself. It’s all going perfectly in other words! Time to turn the screw. “I know! Let’s play strip poker!” I say. “I’m sure we have a pack of cards somewhere.” The boys are loudly up for it. Petra isn’t. “Um, no, Emily, I don’t think so,” she says, looking at me beseechingly. “Aw, c’mon sweetie,” I persist. “Be fun!” “Yeah, ...