Not right now The magical size bracelet chapter 17 by SatireMarker

"Can't do anything right now, girl - Amber's here. Tomorrow, though..."

You couldn't help but feel disappointed but you understood. "I understand," you called up to him. "I can wait. Might not get much sleep tonight though."

"Me neither. Might see if Amber's up for something..." he said quietly, as much to himself as to you.

You felt a little awkward at the idea of potentially being hidden in this bedroom while Josh and Amber had sex, but Josh said, "don't worry. Not like you can film it. And you might get a little preview," he said with another wink. You smiled broadly.

"That sounds good," you said.

"Yeah," Josh said, eyes still fixed on you excitedly. He pulled his briefs down just a little and for a second you thought you'd get a look at the goods, but he stopped just as a bush of pubes became visible. "No' yet," he said, that huge grin disarming you once again.

"Damn," you said and Josh chuckled.

Still in his briefs, he walked around the bed and you marvelled at the smoothness of his movement, the lithe body, the bulging ass and cock against the briefs. It was a sensory overload and you couldn't take your eyes away from it.

Josh went into his drawer and pulled out a hoodie. Then, bending over, he threw it under the bed. "You can sleep under there for now. She won't look there tonight. Then tomorrow when she's at work we can put you somewhere else."

"Sounds good."

He reached out with that gorgeous hand once more and wrapped his fingers around you, holding you tightly as he picked you up. Only your head was free of his grip and he raised you to his face before puckering his lips and kissing you. "See you in the morning. And feel free to watch the show if she's up for it."

"Good night," you said, recovering from the wet, overwhelming kiss and the feeling of those amazing lips.

Without another word Josh bent down and stuffed you into the hoodie. You watched him as he withdrew from under the bed and waved to him. He did the same with a broad smile before standing to his full height, so now all you could see was his feet and ankles. You studied them for a moment, then listened.

Josh went to clean up - to brush his teeth, wash, shower - then you heard another set of footsteps. It was Amber - you could tell by the smaller, whiter feet and the sounds of her breathing. She walked around the room doing who knows what, then Josh returned and they had a conversation. It was exciting to you just to be here, to listen to this private, intimate conversation between the godlike, dominant teen and his female friend.

"Long day," came Josh's voice.

"I bet," Amber replied.

"Feel a bit tense...could do with some way to work it off..." he spoke in a low, husky tone, then trailed off, a note of hope in his voice. You saw his feet approach Amber.

She chuckled. "All the subtlety of a skywalker," a laugh in her voice.