#Chapter 50 Dreams
Glenda’s POV
I didn’t know what to think. Even Alyssa was silent as Grace trembled and seemed to relax in his arms. I was feverish. Heat and pleasure pooled and pulsed between my legs and I was confused.
My nipples were sensitive, brushing against the fabric of the dress.
I was aroused, but I didn’t know how to understand that. My head was spinning. Matt’s gaze had never left me even as he was fingering Grace beneath her dress.
This wasn’t the first time I had been in the area with another woman in a sexual situation. A lot of men at Midnight and Larry’s had a threesome fantasy and were willing to pay to make it come true.
This was the first time, however, that I didn’t think the other woman didn’t enjoy it, and I was actually aroused.
