Dare Me (A MFM Ménage Romance)
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And Brett, I know Cathy says you read these emails, so I just want to say thank you. Your wife showed me an amazing time the last time that I was with her, and I appreciate the both of you.
Till next time,
—S.
Geez! I wasn’t expecting that! I figured he’d try to have me all to himself for as long as possible, but I’m glad he’s not.
“Brett! Come here for a minute.”
“I’m busy, babe. What do you need?” he asks.
“I want you to read this email and tell me what you think.”
He rolls his eyes as he scoots his office chair over by me.
“What loser emailed—,” he stops when he realizes I’m not on any of the dating sites where we have accounts.
“Oh, who’s this from?” he tilts his head as he begins reading.
“Scott,” I say.
His eyes scan back and forth across the screen as he reads the email before he gets the biggest shit-eating grin I’ve seen on his face in a long time.
“Cool!” he says.
“What? Are you in third grade? Cool?” I make fun of him.
“Hell yeah,” he smiles, pulling me into his lap. “I love you.”
I kiss him.
“I love you, too. What should I write back and say?”
His eyes roll up, and to the right as he thinks.
“Tell him that we can do it anytime he wants. Even next Monday, if he wants,” he can’t stop gloating.
“What about your work?” I ask.
“He’ll have to come over here, and I’ll just blame my absence on computer problems, or I’ll say we had an Internet outage. There’s nothing they can do about that, and it’s something that happens that I have no control over.”
I smile and laugh at him.
“You’re bad!” I poke his chest with my finger as we give each other Eskimo kisses.
“Want me to show you how bad I can be?”
“No!” I jump off his lap. “I’ve got to get dinner started, plus we’ve got the kids running around,” I protest.
“Like it’s ever stopped us before,” he teases.
“Be good, Brett!” I smile at him. “Okay, I’ll email him back and tell him that he has to come here and then I’ll get dinner started.”
Scott,
Hey! I was just sitting down to email you because I haven’t talked to you, but I saw that you beat me to it. Brett read your email (he says you’re welcome) and we’re so happy that you’re willing to do a threesome with us.
You’re right, it is what we’ve been wanting, and I would love for both of you to take me at one time. That would be so hot. If you’re free on your next day off (Monday), we can do it then, but you’d have to come here because Brett can’t miss much work but he could potentially *have an Internet outage* for a bit.