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She needed to trust both of them now if she wanted to go through with this. “I, um, need a little more time to think.”

“Tell you what. Today we’ll just hang around the house, catch up on things, maybe watch the game. No mention of writing, books, or threesomes. Later, we’ll see what the evening brings.” Marty rested his hand on her shoulder and kissed her forehead.

“That sounds like a plan.” Jerry came around to the other side of her. He bent down and kissed her cheek. His kisses were butterfly soft, yet still sexy and sensual.

“That does sound good,” Lacy threw down her book. “Besides, my eyes are beginning to hurt.”

“Great, let’s head downstairs, I’m hungry, too.” Marty led them both out of the bedroom.

Once they settled in the den, they continued to talk about the latest gossip from Jerry’s job they hadn’t gotten to at the picnic.

“So, Peter still thinks he has a job when he comes back from Zurich?” Marty asked as he popped another potato chip in his mouth.

“Oh yeah, in fact he asked Robin, his secretary, to put down some important meeting on his calendar. She came to me asking what she should say. I told her say nothing.”

“So, everyone knows Peter is pinked-slipped, except Peter.” Lacy reached for a chip.

“That’s cold,” Marty agreed.

“That’s advertising,” Jerry said, matter of factly. “That’s why the turnover is so high in the industry. You leave first before they give you the boot.”

“Are you sure you’re going to have a job when
you
get back?’ Marty asked.

“I’m important to them; I hold a lot of their VIP accounts. But just in case, I’m invested and got a nice nest egg.”

They laughed.

The gossip continued and they caught up on things. The trio played cards and a few games of checkers, where Marty beat the pants off both of them, then took a break and had dinner. Marty cooked up another one of his Spanish dishes, which included five courses. After dinner they lay on the couches and chairs, bloated.

“I’m surprised I’m not as big as a house, with his cooking,” Lacy said, patting her tummy.

“You work out.” Marty reached over, squeezing her biceps.

Lacy giggled, she was ticklish in that spot. “Thank goodness!”

“No complaints here,” Jerry said. “With my busy schedule and late hours, it’s nice to have a home cooked meal for a change.”

“Running a tab at the local burger joint?” Lacy smirked.

“You got it.”

“Doesn’t show.” And it didn’t. Lacy always marveled at Jerry’s body, and was guilty of sneaking a peek when the three of them went to the beach.

“Glad you noticed.”

After watching the late show, they got up one by one and went upstairs.

Marty caught up to Lacy at the bedroom door and whispered in her ear. “Let’s invite Jerry to
our
bed.”

Lacy’s body responded, going up in flames, starting from her toes and ending at the tips of her hair. She didn’t think she could still be that turned on. She watched Jerry as he turned to go to the guest bedroom. He paused to look at them and smiled. Damn, could a man be any sexier? And brother, did her curiosity go up a few notches. “Uh, Jerry.”

“Yes.” He leaned against the doorway

She glanced up at Marty; he winked and nodded to her. “Why don’t you come…and keep us company a bit.” She noticed a look pass between them.

“Okay, if you’re sure.”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

He moved away from the door and walked into Lacy and Marty’s bedroom.

They followed him in. At first, all three stood there, not saying a word. Something hung in the air which couldn’t be or wouldn’t be expressed. She sighed.
How do you break the ice on something like this?

Lacy spotted her nightgown draped over her chair. “Let me go change. I’ll be back.” Taking her gown and looking back at both men, she quickly ran into the bathroom. The looks they gave her made her nervous. She needed to calm down. These were men she trusted.

She changed into her gown and just as she put her hand on the doorknob to walk back in the room, she felt the butterflies. She could do this. It would be fun. What woman wouldn’t want to jump at the chance of sleeping with two gorgeous hunks?

Two gorgeous hunks, where one just happened to be her boyfriend. How bizarre.

She walked into the room. The two men stood talking. Marty had only his pajama bottoms on. Jerry had both pieces on. When she entered the room, they looked over at her. Both of them smiled and moved away from the bed. The sheets and blankets were turned down, ready for her to climb in.

She took a deep breath and took several steps forward.

***

Marty watched as the love of his life walked cautiously toward the bed. He wanted to speak, but dared not for fear of breaking the spell she was under. She looked at both of them with desire in her eyes—whether she realized it or not.

He and Jerry had discussed a plan briefly while Lacy changed in the bathroom. But as soon as she stepped out, whatever plan they had flew out the window.

How do you play a ménage à trois by ear?

Lacy pulled back the covers further, not once taking her eyes off them. Marty smiled; Jerry winked at her. She climbed in and pulled the covers up tight to her neck. That wasn’t good.

“Uh, don’t you want us to join you?” Jerry asked.

“Oh, sure.” She threw the covers back.

Marty got in the bed first. “Don’t be nervous, nothing is going to happen tonight that you don’t want to happen. We can just lie here and talk.” When he saw Lacy relax, he nodded over to Jerry. He got in on the other side of her, and her body tensed a bit. He took her hand and squeezed it reassuringly. She smiled at him, and scooted down further in the bed. Marty reached over and turned out the lights. He looked at her questioningly. “Or do you want them on?”

“Off is fine.”

For a moment, the three of them lay perfectly still, each too afraid to move a muscle. She sat up as Marty and Jerry lay on their sides and faced her. They smiled at her as she played with the sheets and comforter.

Finally Lacy made a move and it wasn’t what Marty expected. He watched her as she ran her hands through Jerry’s hair.

A slight pang of jealously snaked through him, to be immediately replaced with a new found love and admiration when she turned her attention on him. She ran her hand through his hair as she’d done with Jerry. Marty touched her chin. “Look me straight in the eyes.”

She did, her pupils dilated, but still nervous.

Marty leaned in and kissed her. “Relax.” He kissed her lips, her cheeks, and her eyelids. Lacy’s arms soon snaked around his neck and she deepened his kisses. “Are you sure?” Marty asked after coming up for air.

She nodded and continued kissing him. They were lost in their own passion, when Marty felt the back of Jerry’s hand over Lacy’s hip. He gladly released her and Jerry pulled her over into his embrace.

He trailed kissed down her neck, his hand trailing down her thighs, stroking her, kneading her flesh. He looked over and motioned for Marty to join them in the embrace.

“This gown is in the way,” Jerry said. Marty obliged by easing it off her while Jerry continued to rain kisses on her.

With her gown off, Jerry’s mouth moved down to her breasts, as Marty covered her mouth in a familiar kiss. Soon, however, he moved down, too, and together the men licked and sucked both her breasts at once. Their hands played on her body, stroking her legs, arms, belly and, of course, her pussy, slick with her juices.

Marty took this time to savor the flavor of Lacy’s, musky flesh. It was sweet, and delicate. He painted a path to her shaven mound with his tongue as Jerry continued to suck her breasts, alternating between them. Marty reached her nether lips and licked the length of them, parting them with his tongue. She jumped involuntarily when his tongue brushed her clit.

“Easy, doll face.” Jerry continued kissing and caressing her, keeping her sexually occupied from the waist up, while Marty took care of everything down south.

Lacy squirmed uncontrollably, and he and Jerry had a time keeping her still.

The both realized Lacy was so into the moment, no matter what they proposed, she would comply. But he and Jerry always wanted their women to have the final say.

“How about the thought of both of us licking your sweet pussy at the same time,” Marty said, as he fingered her slowly. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby?”

“Yes! Please hurry.” She reached for both men, tugging and pulling their hair and trying to kiss them both.

“Slow down, doll face. You’ll have your chance at both of us,” Jerry said. “But first, we want to please you.”

Marty slid her down on the bed until she was flat on her back. “Now, my love, you’re about to experience what your readers only read about and have been asking from you.”

Chapter Nine

This was amazing. Lacy never experienced anything like it. A world of unimagined pleasure and ecstasy. A world Marty and Jerry invited her into and were more than willing to share.

Jerry was just as gentle to her as Marty had always been, if not more so. He kissed her softly as well as aggressively when she begged him to do so. Now, she lay naked before the both of them. She mentally prepared herself for the pleasure they were about to give her.

Both Marty and Jerry stripped off all their clothes. Naked and aroused, she couldn’t think of any other place she wanted to be.

Lying beside her, Marty caressed her breasts with his right hand. His mouth slowly descended on hers. His hard cock pressed against her thigh as his fingers rolled, pinched, and pulled her nipples gently.

His tongue probed her mouth, twining with it. His hand stroked the soft contours of her hips and belly to her mound. He rubbed it softly with the palm of his hand, spreading the wetness that covered her pouting lips. She stirred with the touch of his hand on her clitoris, her hips rising involuntarily.

She experienced another pair of hands gently rubbing her clit. She didn’t care whose hands they were at this point; she lay there enjoying them as they inserted into her vagina and slowly, deliciously stroked her, searching for and finding her G-spot. She rapidly approached an orgasm.

Both men slid down her body, leaving soft kisses on the way. Once they were at her opening, Marty fingered her some more. Jerry actually licked his lips. The men exchanged glances and Jerry leaned in and sucked her hard bud between his lips.

Lacy flew apart. She blacked out for a second. That had only ever happened with Marty. Jerry seemed to know a few tricks himself.

After a few seconds of mind numbing sucking, Jerry rose up and slightly nodded to Marty. He gently pushed Jerry aside and took over where he left off. This time instead of blacking out, she focused on his actions and enjoyed the sensation of his hot tongue. When she was nearing what she knew would be the orgasm of her life, Jerry bent down and joined Marty in his feasting.

“Oh Jesus!” Could this get any better? The feeling of two tongues doing wondrous things to her pussy was beyond any words she could put on paper. But she would sure as hell try.

“I’m coming!” She grabbed both of them, pulling their hair, searching for relief. Just as she was right on the edge, they stopped and rose up.

She wanted to scream, but didn’t have the strength. Marty grabbed her by the waist and sat her up a bit. Jerry brushed away the hair that was sticking to her forehead. Then the room grew still.

She looked at them both and noticed a look pass between them. Marty smiled down at her and kissed her gently and Jerry did the same. They reached for each other.

She knew where this was going and she didn’t blink one second.

Marty and Jerry kissed each other with a gentleness she didn’t know either of them had. And strangely enough, it turned her on, so much so it pushed her over the edge, they didn’t have to touch her. The sensation washed over her like the swirl of air from a lazy ceiling fan on a hot day. Her hips rose and fell with the ministrations of their hands. Soon, her legs tensed, her back arched slightly and she clamped down on their hands as she shuddered, grunted and moaned with her second orgasm.

As she began to come down from the peak, Marty turned her to face him.

Both men were hard like lead pipes, and they needed to come soon. She stroked her new lover's penis; thankful she had a man as understanding and adventurous as Marty. She moved down to take Jerry into her mouth.

Marty stroked and rubbed the cheeks of her ass and the backs of her thighs with gentle hands. He wanted to make love to her, too.

“I want to be inside you when I come,” Marty whispered in her ear. “But finish with our friend first. I want to see you get him off.” He continued playing with the rest of her responsive body, watching their new playmate receive his pleasure first.

She sucked Jerry eagerly, her head moving up and down rhythmically on his shaft. Two pairs of hands explored her body while she sucked him. She licked the head, and opening of his cock. Slowly, she pulled him into her mouth again, deeper and deeper, until she took it all in. All the while, Marty’s tongue moved down and entered her wet channel.

Although Marty often pleased her orally, she had never experienced going down on another man at the same time, and it was delicious. She pulled back and sucked Jerry slowly, and after a lifetime, or maybe an instant, he spilled into her mouth, his legs rock hard as he pushed up gently and held her head in place. After he finished, he slid out and lifted her so he could have access to her aching breasts.

After a few moments of licking, Marty moved up to her clit again, and gently sucked it into his mouth.

The sensation felt incredible, but nothing compared to when he began to gently strum her engorged clit with the tip of his tongue. He licked it side-to-side rapidly and gently. The sensations left her breathless. So intense, but not quite painful. She felt him place a finger, two? three? into her and begin to massage her G-spot as he licked her.

The sensation of his expert cunnilingus, coupled with Jerry sucking her nipples, became too much, and she screamed, arching her back and coming over and over. The men held her in place, not letting her escape their terrible, wonderful tongues until she had climaxed a dozen times.