By the time I cleaned myself up and headed back to the living room, Zane and Camilla had already returned and fully dressed. The only lingering sign of their indiscretion was a slight hint of sex in the air and a subtle blush on Camilla's cheeks. I wondered if Camilla still carried Zane's cum deep within her or if she'd tried to douche it out. The fact that I wasn't sure spoke volumes to the new dynamic between the three of us. There'd be no easily getting rid of Zane now, that was for sure.

Post-nut clarity hit me hard. The realization of what Zane had done, and what Camilla...