Cuck 'Em While They're Young #03 - Avery Black & Victor Ray

Victor Ray is hard enough to hammer nails when Avery Black drags him toward the bed. He pauses, pants half off, and asks the awkward question anyway. "You sure? I thought you had a boyfriend or something." Avery rolls her eyes like he just asked about the weather. "Jason and I have an understanding. I fuck who I want." Phone buzzes. She glances down, sighs, tells Victor she has to answer the door. It’s Jason. Standing there with that kicked-puppy face. "I know what you’re doing," he says. "Again." She doesn’t deny it. She says the open-relationship rule is still on. Jason mutters that her fucking other guys makes him feel like shit. She shrugs. Low self-esteem isn’t sexy; simple as that. He begs. She’s done listening. She’s going back to Victor, now. Jason’s voice cracks, eyes get glassy, and Avery hisses that her dad will have a fit if he spots him lurking on the porch looking tragic. "If you’re gonna lurk, lurk inside and watch. Door’s open." Jason swallows, steps in. Deal made. Victor’s eyebrows shoot up when Jason slinks into the corner chair. Weird vibe, he thinks, but Avery’s already peeling her shirt off and his brain short-circuits. Whatever these two have going on, he’s getting laid, and Avery is fucking stunning. He’s not about to argue with that kind of gift.