Felicia gazed at MJ and Peter, her eyes filled with affection and no small amount of desire. "I'd love to, guys, really," she answered, shaking her head reluctantly, "but I think Mistress Love made her intentions clear. I need to show love to others. I've been a self-centered bitch for far too long..."
"True that," MJ quipped, but not with malice. Indeed, after she and Peter first agreed to serve Mistress Love, she found herself incapable of jealousy, even while seeing Peter and Felicia vigorously fucking last night, and knowing that the Black Cat was merely the first of many conquests for both of them. Knowing that she would be first in Peter's heart and in his bed helped, she suspected, as did the fact that she herself planned to be busy cutting a swath among the superhero population of New York. But ultimately she recognized her new mindset as being part of Mistress Love's plans for them. She realized now that jealousy has nothing to do with love, and now that she and Peter had committed their lives to the service of love, there was no room in her heart for jealousy.
"Hey, cut that out," Felicia mock-scowled at MJ, slapping her lightly on the arm. "Seriously, lovers, I need to stop thinking only of my own gratification, and start showing love to others."
"Thereby getting more gratification than ever before," Peter commented, regarding Felicia with an affectionate leer.
"That's what I call win-win," Felicia smiled broadly. "I think I'll start by looking up ol' Flash Thompson. We didn't really part on the best of terms. I'm gonna go over to his place and try to make things up to him."
"Once Flash is exposed to your pheromones," MJ observed, giggling at the thought, "it shouldn't take too long for you to get back in his good graces, if you know what I mean."
"At least stay for breakfast," Peter offered.
"Well, if you insist," Felicia demured, as the three lovers reluctantly pulled apart and retrieved their clothes.
Once everyone was properly dressed, Peter prepared three plates of pancakes with bacon, and three glasses of orange juice, which he, MJ and Felicia downed ravenously; even their new perfect bodies required a lot of calories after a night of energetic lovemaking. After eating, Felicia grabbed her jacket and announced, "Well guys, I'm gonna go rock Flash's world. But if your offer for more threesome activity still stands, I may take you up on it tomorrow."
"That offer will always stand, Felicia," Peter assured her, kissing her warmly on the mouth. As he pulled away, MJ moved toward Felicia, kissing her just as thoroughly. "From now on, babe," she promised the platinum blond, "you may consider the three of us 'friends with benefits'."
"And talk about them benefits," Felicia answered with a slight growl, reflecting on their lives have changed, and how many more changes were in store for them and those whom they loved and would love in the future. "G'bye, Peter, MJ."
"Later, Felicia," they waved their goodbyes as she departed, enjoying a last lingering glance at her incredibly proportioned ass as she walked away.
Once Peter and MJ were alone, they immediately fell into each others' arms, kissing with a mounting passion. They weren't planning on ripping off each other's clothes and going back to bed for some quality one-on-one sex--not yet anyway--but for a few minutes, they had no further desire than to be where they were now, in each others' warm embrace.
Finally breaking the kiss but keeping her arms firmly around her husband's waist, MJ asked, "So, Tiger, where to now?"
Peter recognized MJ's unspoken question; Who do we bring into our circle of lovers to further empower us and advance the goals of Mistress Love? He smiled at his wife and answered...
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