by J Cartwright
We were like two hormonal women drunk on the fantasy, both of us giggling and laughing when things got a little carried away.
When I’d finally retreated to bed I’d been lost in the dream, my mind going wild with images of Chris and Taylor. They were together, pealing their clothing off and treating me to a view that took my breath away.
Just thinking of them like that was enough to get me wet, but when I thought of them kissing, their hot bodies pressing together, the warmth between my legs was unbearable.
I’d always enjoyed the image of them both working my body, each of them kissing and exploring me, but I’d never thought of them together until now. It seemed like the most incredible thing in the world, and the idea that we were all into each other like that made me ache all over.
Not only would it be something new for me, it was something we could all share, each of us enjoying every last bit of the experience.
Trying my best to sleep, I kept on thinking about them, and the more I did, the more I realized it wasn’t just physical.
Yes, I wanted to feel them, to take them both deep, but more than that I just wanted to be close to them.
The time I’d spent with them both recently, outside of work, meant the world to me. I loved every second of it, getting to know them in new ways, and this experience offered new opportunities for the three of us to get closer.
It was stupid. For them it was just physical, a bit of fun, and I needed to cling to that. As close as we might get, and as much as we might enjoy each others company, nothing serious could ever come of it.
Besides, hadn’t I sworn off guys?
Sleep finally came, and the morning arrived far too soon, light peaking through my curtains. Groaning, I sat up and rubbed sleep from my eyes, peering around my room as I prepared myself for the day ahead.
Here goes nothing!
Kicking the sheets off, I made my way to the shower, sneaking in before Karla woke up. I was always the first one up, getting ready for my shift before she was even out of bed.
That morning however she was up and ready, sitting at our small kitchen table with a look of mischief on her face.
“All ready for the big day?” She giggled when I emerged out of my room.
Fixing her with my most incredulous stare, I poked my tongue out and ignored her.
Seconds later I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water soak my body, taking in a deep breath as the steam rose up around me. I was nervous as hell, and I wanted to look my best for the guys.
When I’d spoken with Chris last night I’d given nothing away, not daring to let him know what I was feeling, although now I wished I’d put his mind at ease. I could hear the tension in his voice, and I knew he was probably going through hell.
Taylor would take it in his stride as always, but Chris would be planning for the worst.
Thinking about it all again, I wondered if I was making a mistake. This had all the makings of a bad idea, but part of me just didn’t care. I wanted to do this, even if it was a mistake.
After a quick shower, I got out and grabbed my towel, brushing my teeth before heading out to face Karla.
She sat waiting for me, grinning when I walked out. Her big eyes were fixed on mine, her lips pulling up to form the hugest smile I’d ever seen.
“So, still gonna do it?” She asked, as excited as a kid at Christmas.
“Yes,” I groaned. “But I’m absolutely all over the place!”
I pulled out a seat, holding the towel around my damp body. My mind was really jumping from one thing to another.
“Come on,” Karla sighed, reaching out to grab my hands. “They both clearly like you otherwise they wouldn’t have said anything. You’ve got nothing to be worried about.”
“Really? Nothing to be worried about?” I laughed.
“OK, maybe not nothing, but I bet they’re as nervous as you are. Just talk to them and see where things go.”
That was what I was afraid of. Being around them was already hard enough, and being around them and talking about this only threatened to make it even harder. How the hell was I meant to keep my hands off them once this got out between us?
“I know you’re right, but it doesn’t make it any easier.”
She nodded and smiled, her eyes meeting mine. “Do what you think is right, but make sure you tell me every last little detail.”
“You dirty bitch,” I laughed, shaking my head. “Get your mind out of the gutter. I’m telling you nothing.”
She gasped and then laughed, making me feel just a little better.
Getting up, I retreated to my room, slipping into my clothes before getting ready for the challenge ahead. Today things would change, and right then I had no idea what to expect, but I knew I couldn’t wait to find out.
Chapter 21
Taylor
Staying the night at Chris’ place felt weird and comfortable at the same time. Suddenly so much was changing, but there wasn’t anyone in the world I would rather change with.
I had questions, of course I did, but they could all wait. This new thing we were exploring together felt right, and I couldn’t wait to see what happened next.
Normally when I was with someone, I was always quick to get away. I liked to have my own space, but cuddling up in Chris’ arms felt oddly comfortable, and definitely like something I could get used to.
A part of me didn’t want to though. I’d been on my own for such a long time, enjoying casual hookups, and the idea of something more serious was utterly terrifying.
When I woke up with him beside me I’d been filled with excitement, but also a sense of dread. I knew that somehow I was going to screw this up, and that things wouldn’t last. They never did.
The doubt I felt began to fade as I pushed it to the back of my mind, grinning like an idiot as Chris stirred and opened his eyes. He looked at me from where he lay, a moment of confusion giving way to pure joy as he remembered what we’d done together last night.
How the hell does he look so good?
This was all so new to me, but I wanted more. Making love through the night was hot as hell, and we’d both just given in to our desires. The craving I felt for him had bubbled over, and even though I’d never been with another guy before, it all just flowed naturally.
“Morning,” he purred, pushing himself up onto his elbow.
Grinning, I looked him up and down, fighting my excitement that stirred beneath the sheets.
“Is it? Feels like it’s still the middle of the night considering how little sleep we both got.”
He let out a low chuckle, his huge chest rising and falling. I couldn’t believe how good his body looked, the tight muscles and sculpted arms making me ache all over.
When he’d entered me for the first time I’d been more turned on than I’d ever been in my life. Having him inside me, his length pressing deeper and deeper, made me wriggle with excitement, my pleasure erupting as we roared together.
“Tired out?” Chris asked, sitting up beside me.
I rose with him, leaning in just a little closer.
His scent filled my nostrils, the warmth of his body drawing me in. I wanted to reach out and pull him close again, to explore his body all day, but we needed to get up and get ready for the day ahead.
“Me? Never. I could go all day if we didn’t have to get out of bed.”
“Might put that to the test this weekend,” he purred.
For a moment that doubt crept back in and I knew that Chris could sense it. He looked serious for a moment, and then his expression softened.
“Sorry, getting ahead of myself,” he said, forcing a smile. “That’s if you want to do this again of course.”
I wanted to, but I couldn’t bring myself to say it. This was huge, bigger than anything I’d ever faced in my life. Not only did I want to see where this led, but things were changing for me.
I was into guys, I wanted Chris! To make matters worse, I still wanted Emma just as much as I wante
d him.
“Definitely want to do it again,” I said, finally accepting it.
There was no escaping what I was feeling, and as scary as it was, running away wasn’t an option.
“Good, for a moment I was worried this was a one time thing,” Chris said. “Is that weird?”
It was, we both knew that, but it felt right. We’d always been so close, sharing so much of our life together, so it seemed almost natural. People had always joked about us being like a couple, and now that was coming true.
“No, it’s not weird mate,” I said. “I didn’t think I would ever do anything like this, but after last night it just feels right.”
Chris nodded slowly but didn’t say a word. He stared past me and blew out a long sigh and I instantly knew what he was thinking about.
Emma.
She’d called him last night and asked if we could all meet up before work. Although a part of me hoped that it would be a positive meeting, I knew deep down that things were about to get seriously awkward.
Chris had taken it a lot harder than I had, he always did. He’d gone into panic mode, thinking through all the options we had, but he constantly came up blank.
I’d teased him and tried to make a joke of it, but it hadn’t really helped, and in the end we’d just stoped talking about it.
“It’s gonna be OK today, you know that right?” I said slowly. “No matter what happens with Emma, we will get through it.”
He nodded but didn’t say a word. I knew why, what he was thinking. It didn’t matter what Emma did, but neither of us wanted to lose her.
We both thought the world of her, both of us loving her in our own weird ways. This romantic attraction paled in comparison to the massive respect we both had for her, but now it seemed that was all coming crashing down.
“Yeah, I know. I just really wish things would have gone a little differently.”
“Maybe they will,” I said, trying to be as positive as possible. “You never know what will happen today.”
As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I knew that my positivity was misguided. Emma had bolted after our confession, and there was no coming back from it. She didn’t want what we had, even though I’d been almost positive she did.
“Maybe. Guess there’s only one way to find out.”
Without another word Chris slid from beneath the sheets, standing naked in all his glory. I stared at him, terrified and excited, ready to take the next step and face whatever came our way.
Chapter 22
Emma
Sitting there waiting for the guys was probably the most tense moment of my life. The cafe was pretty quiet, people coming and going to grab a coffee on their way to work, but none of that seemed to matter.
I could have been the only person left in the world for all it mattered.
Lost in my head, I kept on thinking about what I was going to say. I didn’t even know where to begin.
They’d told me what they had last night without a moments hesitation. Taylor was good at that sort of thing, just saying what was on his mind regardless of what anyone thought, but I wasn’t anything like him.
This sort of thing definitely didn’t come naturally to me. Even just thinking about it was making me blush and the idea of actually facing the guys and telling them I was interested in taking things further with them was driving me wild.
My stomach was tight, a sick feeling spreading through me as I waited. The longer I sat there, the more my forehead beaded with sweat. My whole damned body was clammy, and by the time they walked in I was pretty much ready to run.
Taylor stepped through the door first, closely followed by Chris, both of them looking like something ripped straight from my dreams. They were so rugged and good looking that I could have sworn I’d passed out, and when they turned to look at me I felt every inch of me burning up.
I hated the fact that I was a sweaty mess, but there wasn’t anything I could do about that now.
Their eyes burned into mine, their expressions set, but warm. As they approached, I had to fight the urge to chicken out, pushing myself to stay strong.
You can do this!
My inner voice was full of courage I didn’t have, but there was no turning back. I’d asked them to meet me before work, and there was no way I could just brush this under the carpet and pretend that nothing was happening.
“Hey guys, thanks for meeting me,” I said, surprised by how level my voice was.
Chris nodded and pulled up a chair, his eyes tired but gleaming.
“Don’t mention it,” he said slowly, clearly unsure what was about to happen. “You know we’re always here for you.”
His cheeks darkened just a little, and I could see how on edge he was. Beside him, Taylor sat down, looking far more calm than Chris.
His usual smile spread widely across his face, his calm expression full of a joy.
“You doing OK this morning?” Taylor asked.
He didn’t have to specify what he was talking about. As usual he was straight to the point and I could tell that Chris felt uncomfortable. I felt the same, struggling to find the words to express what I was feeling.
I didn’t want them to think I was some kind of sex starved slut!
“Yeah,” I said, trying to figure it out as I went along. “I’m doing OK. What you said last night just took me by surprise is all.”
They nodded and looked at each other, the glimmer of attraction clear to see now I knew it was there. I loved the way they looked at each other, the way they knew what the other was thinking. It had always been there from the very first moment I’d met them, only now they were doing something about it.
Just thinking about that made me want to be a part of that even more, the sense of longing growing within me, and it was terrifying.
“Seriously Emma, we didn’t mean to upset you,” Chris said hurriedly, clearly seeing the confusing on my face. “If we did, then we are so sorry.”
“Chris is right. You’re one of the best things to ever happen to us. I don’t know what we would do without you around.”
As always, they knew exactly the right things to say to me. They always built me up, making me feel like I really did mean the world to them, and right then that was just too much to handle.
“You didn’t scare me, and you don’t need to be sorry,” I said before I could lose my nerve. “I want the same thing!”
It all just tumbled out, spilling from my lips, and fortunately I was rewarded by a look of surprise on both their faces.
Taylor was the first to recover, nudging Chris playfully. “Told you I was right.”
“What? You were right?” I asked, feeling a littlest of my depth.
Chris sighed. “Yeah, he’s been on at me about you wanting the same thing as us, and it looks like for once in his life maybe he really was right.”
Have I really been that obvious around them?
I was blushing brighter than ever, but at least it was out there. We could beat around the bush for hours, but getting straight to the point seemed like the best idea.
“Was I really that bad?” I asked, trying to hide my embarrassment.
“No, I just have a pretty good knack for reading people,” Taylor answered, leaning in just a little.
His eyes were fixed on mine, that smoldering smile making me want to take him right there and then. He was looking at me like he’d just won the greatest prize in the world, and now he was thinking about all the things he could do with it.
“Wow, I gotta admit I didn’t expect to be having this conversation this morning,” Chris said, chuckling softly under his breath.
“Tell me about it. It’s been playing on my mind for a little while now, and then you guys said what you did, and now I just can’t stop thinking about it!”
“I am pretty addictive,” Taylor laughed, earning another elbow in the side from Chris.
“This isn’t a joke you idiot,” Chris said, scalding his friend and lover. “This is a huge deal
and we need to think it through, right?”
“Trust you to have to plan something like this out,” Taylor said, shaking his head. “I say we just have breakfast together, head to work, and then meet up after to see how things go.”
I looked at them both and then admitted that sounded like the best plan. Talking about it, what it all meant, wasn’t going to help. All we could do was throw the dice and see how they fell.
Smiling, the three of us sat together and ordered breakfast, neither of us bringing it up again. I knew it was playing on all of our minds, but somehow, what we had shone through, the awkwardness fading away.
Looking at the guys, I wondered what was next for us. They were both so incredible, and this made no sense, but I couldn’t wait to spend the evening with them once work was done.
Chapter 23
Chris
I was still recovering from our morning together, trying to wrap my head around everything that was happening. It was like I’d stumbled from my mundane life into an alternate reality where all my wildest dreams came true.
First there was Taylor, our friendship transforming into something incredible, and now there was Emma.
I’d fully expected this morning to be a disaster, one I’d look back on for the rest of my life and regret, but instead she’d confessed she wanted the same thing we did. It was out there, that thing we all wanted, but none of us really knew what to do next.
Fortunately Taylor wasn’t one for making huge plans, and instead had just pushed for us to have some drinks together after work.
Lasting that long was going to be a challenge…
“Hey, how you holding up?” Taylor asked when he finally got me alone.
I looked at him long and hard and wondered when things had shifted between us. For all these years I hadn’t had any romantic feelings for him, but now I couldn’t wait to be alone with him again.