Straight Seduction Therapy

Avery Jane and Freya Parker have been together long enough that the fire feels spent. The two women argue until Freya says she’s leaving unless Avery can bring something new. Avery decides she won’t lose her wife without a fight. The next evening she answers the door wearing nothing but a silk robe that barely covers her large, pierced breasts. Waiting on the couch is Cami Strella, straight and unsuspecting. Avery turns to Freya, voice low and certain. “First one to get her comes first tonight.” Freya’s stare sharpens. She lets her robe fall open, exposing soft, natural curves and a tight waist. The two women circle Cami like cats. Avery leans in first, whispering warm against her ear, tracing the line of her neck with one fingertip. Cami shivers but doesn’t pull away. Freya moves closer from the other side, brushing Cami’s thigh with slow strokes while Avery cups one heavy breast and drags a thumb over the silver bar piercing the stiff nipple. Cami’s breath catches. She looks between them, caught but willing. Avery dips her head, tongue flicking across the same nipple. Freya’s hand slides higher, fingers teasing the edge of Cami’s underwear. They trade turns tasting, touching, each trying to push Cami past the point of return first. The game is filthy and deliberate; every kiss, every pinch of flesh is aimed at making the straight girl theirs before the other can claim her.