Checkmate

Lilja and Andy played checkers. I watched, bored and empty, while their laughter filled the room. I needed their eyes on me. So I ruined their game. My hand swept across the board, scattering pieces. Andy looked up. Lilja's mouth curved. The air changed. I stood and pulled my dress up slowly. Lace underwear, barely there. Heat. Andy's stare locked between my legs. Lilja licked her bottom lip and set the board aside. I stepped closer. My fingers slipped beneath the lace and traced my slit. Already wet. I pulled the fabric aside, showed them everything. Then I bent over the table, ass up. Andy's chair scraped back. Lilja's hands found my hips. A finger slid inside me. Another. Andy unzipped his pants. My mouth opened. I wanted both. Now.