I never thought i’d be into this. watching, waiting, feeling that slow burn of jealousy mix with something darker, something i didn’t expect. but once it started, i couldn’t look away.

it happened at a party last weekend. my boyfriend and i had been teasing the idea of bringing someone else in, but it was always just talk. nothing serious. then she showed up, flirty, confident, the kind of girl who knows exactly how to get what she wants. and from the way she looked at him, i knew she wanted him.

i don’t know why i pushed it. maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was the thrill of seeing if he’d actually do it. maybe i just wanted to know what it would feel like.

so i whispered in his ear. go ahead.

and he did.

she was on him in seconds, her lips against his, her hands already tugging at his belt. i should’ve felt sick, should’ve been angry. but all i could do was watch. he didn’t hold back, didn’t hesitate, just lifted her onto the counter and spread her legs like she was his.

my heart was racing, heat pooling low in my stomach as i watched his fingers disappear inside her, watched her head fall back, moaning for him. she was already soaked, already falling apart, and he hadn’t even fucked her yet.

when he finally pushed inside, she gasped, clutching his shoulders, and i swear i almost came just from the sight of it. his hands gripping her hips, her legs wrapped around him, taking every inch like she was made for it.

i couldn’t look away. couldn’t stop touching myself. and when he finally turned to me, breathless, smug, and asked if i was jealous, i only had one answer.

do it again.