Bar Conversation Threesome

Lauryn couldn't believe the twist of events that had unfolded that evening. The air was heavy with the scent of alcohol and suspense as she observed Sarah and The Professor playfully teasing each other, their laughter resonating through the normally quiet bar.

Finally, feeling a mix of excitement and uncertainty, Lauryn invited both of them to her apartment, but Sarah suggested her home instead. The trio arrived, and after checking on her daughter, Sarah returned to join The Professor and Lauryn in the living room.

As the night progressed, the alcohol from the bar still lingered in the air, and the connection between Sarah and The Professor seemed to deepen. Lauryn couldn't shake the feeling that she had set something into motion, something that was spiraling out of her control.
Through the daughter’s bedroom wall, the voice of Taylor Swift became the soundtrack to the unfolding drama. Lauryn noticed a row of ornately dressed decorative dolls on the bookshelf in the living room.

“Those dolls are beautiful,” she said to Sarah.

“Oh, those are dolls I gave to my daughter. As the new wore off, she’d put them on display there. She said they bring back good memories.”

"Yes, I had a doll that watched me grow up,” Lauryn said, remembering her childhood bedroom.

They made themselves comfortable in Sarah’s living room with water or wine. The playful banter between Sarah and The Professor soon evolved into something more intimate and Lauryn questioned why she hadn’t just returned to her apartment. The room seemed to shrink, and Lauryn, who hadn’t been drinking, felt dizzy with the strangeness of the scene.

Sarah turned off the lights leaving only a glow from the hallway leading to Sarah’s daughter’s room. Lauryn continued to observe as the scene unfolded before her in the dim light.

Sarah stood stoically in front of The Professor and then unbuttoned her blowse. She was facing away from Lauryn, but The Professor’s face was clear in the dim light. He gazed up at Sarah who now dropped her bra to the floor before returning to the couch where the two of them embraced.

Lauryn saw The Professor’s hand cupping Sarah’s breast and she remembered how they’d embraced only two years before. Tears came to Lauryn’s eyes as she felt the weight of all that had happened since those hands held her.

Sarah’s hand quickly found The Professor’s cock. Even in the dim light Lauryn could see her slender fingers curling around his girth. Lauryn’s lips tingled as she remembered that part of him. She wanted to feel it again, but he was in the arms of another, and she was vexed by the thought of how disappointed Joseph would be if he knew what was happening.

Lauryn began to touch herself while watching Sarah and The Professor making out like a couple of teenagers. As she felt her wetness. She knew she was spiraling toward something more powerful than her reason or sense of loyalty to Joseph. She opened her blowse and dropped her pants smoothly accompanied only by the smacking sounds of Sarah and her new love. She looked down across her breasts to her tummy and then to where her hand rubbed against her desiring.

It had to be! All that is happening is what must happen, she thought. Lauryn rose and walked to the couple before kneeling to kiss the top of Sarah’s hand as it stroked The Professor. Sarah moved her hand to Lauryn’s face and cupped her cheek as if she were Sarah’s daughter. Lauryn could see that Sarah was smiling kindly down at her.

Lauryn looked at the bare shaft, glistening with a sheen from Sarah’s saliva. Lauryn started to look up to The Professor’s face, but this moment was very much about she and Sarah. She looked instead at the row of ornate dolls on the bookshelf and thought back to how her doll had witnessed her bedroom adventures a few years before.

The Professor's presence seemed to fade in those moments. He was simply an avenue for their mutual desires. Lauryn wondered if this could have been any man’s cock, but she was excited by the fact that it was one she’d known so well.

Lauryn’s lips began to caress the tip of The Professor and her tongue licked softly across the intricate shape of him. Yes, he was just as she remembered. If a man's penis could ever be described as handsome, his could!

Lauryn paused and looked at Sarah. Sarah kissed Lauryn’s lips which startled her. Sarah, still smiling, directed Lauryn back to the object of their mutual lust. The Professor sat dumbfounded at what was happening. He gazed down at the two women licking and softly kissing the length of him. He didn’t understand the dynamics or personal histories at play here, but he found the results very gratifying.