Blue Christmas

“Don’t you ever wonder what it would be like with other men, baby?” Oh yes. But unlike Tom she wasn’t about to act on it. Harlow would have liked to say it was strictly due to the fact that it was wrong and forbidden, but that would have been a lie. The forbidden appealed to her greatly. Other than Tom, there was one man in particular she fantasized about. “Yes, but I have you.” “Yes, you do.” Tom’s hand covered one of her breasts as he moved in closer. “But what if—” “Another man wanted me?” Harlow could feel his hard dick at pushing her ass. “Yes or you wanted him. Would you?” Would she? Yes. The chances of another man wanting her? Unlikely. She was plain, plump and average. She was not the “Fiona” most men went for. But oh yes, she’d fantasized about having sex with Tom and another man. “It’s a moot point.” “But would you?” Tom persisted. “Yes.” “Who?” “I don’t know.” She knew. It would be his best friend Sean.