An ex-couple reunites at a bar, and the ex-girlfriend, Lisa, brings up an old roleplay fantasy they once talked about. She invites her ex to watch as she engages in an intimate experience with another woman. They plan to meet up over the weekend at Lisa's place to explore this fantasy together.

Lisa leaned in closer, her breath warm against my ear as she whispered, "Imagine it—me and her, tangled up in sheets, our bodies moving together in ways you've only dreamed of." Her voice was a seductive murmur, sending shivers down my spine. "You'd be there, watching us, your eyes drinking in every moment."

I closed my eyes, trying to suppress the vivid images her words conjured. The thought of Lisa, so passionate and wild with another woman, was intoxicating. "Tell me more," I breathed, my curiosity piqued beyond reason.

She pulled back slightly, her eyes darkening with desire. "We start slow, just talking, maybe some light touching. Then, as the night deepens, so do our kisses, our touches." Lisa's hand grazed my arm, her touch electric. "You'd see us explore each other, learn each other's bodies, discover new pleasures."

My throat went dry at the explicitness of her description. "And what would I do?" I asked, my voice rough with need.

"You'd watch," she replied, her tone thick with anticipation. "Maybe join in later, if we both agree. But for now, just observe, relish in the sight of two women giving in to their desires, right in front of you."

The idea of being a voyeur to such intimacy was thrilling, a forbidden fruit I suddenly craved. "When can I see this?" I managed to say, my mind already racing to the weekend.

Lisa smiled, a secretive curve of her lips. "Soon. Very soon. Just be ready for anything."

As we parted ways that night, the air seemed charged with promise, each step echoing with the unspoken agreement that this weekend would bring a new kind of adventure, one that blurred the lines between fantasy and reality, between past and present.

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