Neil, Louisa - The Hudson House Three (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Louisa Neil

  When Jeff entered the kitchen again, he laughed. “She did it again!”

  “Did what?” Mason asked offhandedly.

  “She left us with the dishes,” Jeff told him. Both men surveyed the dishes and smiled at each other.

  Mason stood and started stacking the used dinner plates. “She has other attributes that override her kitchen duties.”

  “That she does,” Jeff acknowledged as he wiped out the salad bowl with a clean paper towel. “So, what happens now?” Jeff asked.

  “I’m heading upstairs to finish what I’m working on. I’ll see you in the morning.” Mason grabbed his computer and left Jeff in the semi-clean kitchen.

  “Son of a bitch. He did it, too.” Jeff let out a resigned sigh and finished cleaning up.

  The next morning it was past nine when Mason met Jeff in the kitchen. He’d already started the coffee, and it smelled wonderful.

  “Smells good,” Mason acknowledged. He dropped his laptop on the table and headed to the corner where he grabbed a mug and filled it from the pot. “I can tell Alice didn’t make it. It’s not burned.”

  “Her coffee is tough sometimes,” he said, “although I don’t know how she manages to fuck up putting water and coffee grounds in a machine and pushing a button.”

  Jeff agreed. “I suppose if we want to drink better brew, we’ll have to take responsibility for making it.”

  “That’s always been the issue. We think about wanting fresh coffee in the lab, but Alice is the only one who actually stops what she’s doing to make it.”

  “Speaking of her, do you know how long she was in the lab last night?” Jeff closed the screen on his laptop.

  “Not a clue. I fell asleep around ten, and I hadn’t heard her come up yet.”

  “I think it was after midnight. We’re going to have to make sure we take breaks. Just because it’s convenient with no commuting involved, doesn’t mean we can work twenty-four-seven.”

  Mason laughed. “This coming from the man who slept at his desk more nights than not.”

  “Yeah, well, I had the longest commute. Sometimes it just made sense not to make the trip.”

  “Speaking of making sense, have you had any thoughts about our little swimming adventure yesterday afternoon?” Mason sipped from his mug.

  “A few. Being honest, it was a great afternoon, but I’m afraid sleeping together might screw up the work side of all our relationships.”

  “Me, too. But Alice did make a good point.” Mason took another sip of his coffee. “We’re all friends, we’re business partners, and we’ve both had affairs with her. Personally, I always enjoyed my time with her. She understood when work interfered with our downtime and most often helped work out the problem.”

  “Yeah, I understand that, too.” Jeff stood, stretched, and walked across the room to refill his coffee. “The thing is, she’s right about another thing. I don’t want to have to actively seek out a partner just for sexual relief. I don’t want to date again. But I don’t want convenience to make us too comfortable with the situation.”

  “What bothers you more?” Mason asked. “Fear of convenient sex or what will happen if one of us does find another partner?”

  “Both. Actually, I guess I’m not sure how this sharing thing will work out long term.”

  “That, my dear friend, is the crux of my angst, too. I don’t want to do anything to screw up the business side of our partnership. And before you have to say it, I will. You know in the past I enjoyed women.” Mason pulled a breath. “And, on occasion, men. I don’t know how you feel about that now.”

  “It wasn’t something I ever considered. Truthfully, since this all started, my mind is going in circles wondering where this will lead us, you and me.”

  “Nowhere you don’t want it to. Are you afraid I’ll come on to you?”

  “I’m anxious you will, and from another perspective, I’m afraid you won’t.” Jeff let out a huffing breath. “Between us, I’ll admit I’ve been wondering what it would be like to be with a man—I mean, to be with you. While I haven’t said it out loud until now, I’ve been wondering since the Naomi thing if I should switch teams.”

  “You’d have to make that decision. Let’s just agree that if we’re both with Alice, we’ll let her be our focus. If you change your mind and want to explore our options, you’ll have to take the first step. Or make the first move. Whatever works for you.”

  “Until yesterday, I never truly considered cock as an alternative. But you are impressively endowed, and I’ll admit, I’m wondering what it would be like.”

  “I’d say we’re evenly matched in that department. Both our cocks are close in size and girth.”

  “So you were watching yesterday,” Jeff said.

  “A little bit. It was hard to focus on your cock when she had mine buried down her throat.”

  “She does have a talent for sucking cock.”

  “I agree. But I know her secret. She enjoys it when she’s in the mood. Enjoys the control it gives her over our orgasm.”

  “Where does this leave us?” Jeff asked.

  “I’d say it leaves us where we were yesterday. If she’s in the mood, I’ll do her anytime. If she wants both of us, I’ll do that, too. If you want to explore the male side of things, you’ll have to make the first move.”

  “I never thought of myself as bi or gay.” Jeff said it more to himself than to Mason.

  “Why label it. If you have to, try considering it pleasure for pleasure’s sake.” Mason put his mug aside. “Look, in the grand scheme of things, it’s just sex as long as we’re all discreet.”

  “I know. I suppose if I was going to experiment, doing it with trusted friends is the best place to start.”

  “So where does that leave us?” Mason lifted his mug but put it aside a second time. “This has gone cold. Do you want a refill?”

  “Yeah.” Jeff stood, took his mug and Mason’s to the sink, and poured them out. “It’s really raining out there this morning. All of the snow has dissipated. I’m just glad we don’t have to drive anywhere in this cold rain.” He refilled the mugs and brought them both back to the table.

  “If this were the old days when Alice and I were an item, we’d spend a rainy day like this in bed.” Mason lifted his mug and nodded his thanks to Jeff.

  “She does like taking advantage of a rainy day.” Jeff stared out the window, lost in thought.

  “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Mason asked.

  “I’m not sure. I’m thinking she’s upstairs in that huge warm bed, alone. What if we brought her coffee and let her decide what kind of mood she’s in?” Jeff looked directly at Mason.

  “That’s along the lines I was thinking, too.” Mason stared at Jeff. “You’d better make the fresh pot of coffee so it’s drinkable.”

  “Done. Why not look around the pantry and see if you can find some kind of thermos to keep it warm.” Jeff walked back to the counter and poured out the rest of the pot. Then he set about making a fresh one.

  Mason came from the pantry with a thermal carafe. “This should do it,” he told Jeff. They stood side by side at the counter, watching the coffee drip into the pot. Mason rinsed their mugs and grabbed a third from the cabinet. “It’s a good thing we all take it black, or we’d be bringing the kitchen with us.” He glanced to Jeff. “For today, let’s just have a good time. Everything else will work itself out.”

  “Deal. We’ll focus on her this morning.”

  “She wouldn’t have it any other way.” Mason poured the fresh coffee into the container and tightened the lid. “Can you grab the mugs?” He left the room.

  Jeff gathered the three mugs and followed Mason out of the kitchen. “What the hell, you only live once as far as I’m aware.” They walked up the stairs side by side and stopped at her bedroom door. With a light tap on the wood, Mason pushed open the door.

  Alice was sprawled on the center of her bed, the covers askew, her naked butt all but calling out for attenti
on. The men entered, and Jeff closed the door behind them. Then he locked the door just because. He knew they were supposed to be alone in the house, but why take chances.

  Mason put the carafe on the bedside table and pushed his sweatpants to the floor, kicking them from his feet. Jeff put the mugs on the other side table and unbelted his robe. His cock bobbed at the freedom. He watched Mason slide beside Alice on the bed. He was about to do the same when he hesitated. He opened the drapes on the window nearest the bed and then went to the fireplace. He dropped a few logs on the dying embers, and with a bit of paper to encourage the flames, built them a fire that was soon roaring to life and heating the room.

  Alice figured she was dreaming. There were voices in the background, but suddenly she could smell coffee, good, fresh coffee. Reluctantly, she stretched and opened her eyes. To her left, Jeff sat beside her, leaning on the headboard. He held a mug in one hand and his cock in the other. She groaned and turned her head only to find Mason on the other side in a similar position.

  “Is one of those cups for me?” Jeff handed her his mug and poured coffee into the third. “I thought I was dreaming.” She used her free hand to push the hair from her face. “But this is much better.” She struggled to sit up between the men.

  “I guess this means you guys are interested in continuing our playtime?”

  “Why let a perfectly good rainy Sunday morning go to waste?”

  “Good call,” she told them with a smile. Then she took her first sips of the hot brew. “God, this is good. We can tell I didn’t make it, because it’s not burnt.” She leaned across Jeff and put the mug on the side table. When she straightened, she snuggled between the men, reaching to their cocks. With a hand on each, she began to stroke them. “Mason, there are condoms in that drawer.”

  He pulled open the side table drawer and laughed. “We can never say you’re not prepared.” He reached in and pulled out a handful of colorful wrappers. “Is this in case we get snowed in?”

  “It’s just easier to buy some things in bulk,” she teased, continuing to pump their cocks. “By the way, all our medical tests for the new insurance policies should be back next week. If we’re all clean, I suggest we stop using these.”

  “I had a vasectomy years ago, so I don’t have a problem with pregnancy issues,” Mason offered.

  “Really?” Jeff seemed stunned. “You’re only a few years older than me.”

  “It was a personal life choice. I’m way too preoccupied with work and too set in my ways to raise a family. It’s not something I ever wanted, so I just took it out of the equation.”

  Jeff was quiet for a few moments. “I’m game, as long as you still have your IUD in.”

  “Of course I do,” she teased. “We’ll worry about it later. For now…” Alice released their cocks and shifted out from under the covers and turned to face the men. She kneeled between them and took them back in her hands. “For now, I’ve got other things on my mind.”

  Alice leaned forward and swiped her tongue over the top of each man’s cock. “I could get used to Sundays in bed with coffee.” She continued to stroke each man, alternating licks to their cockheads, only sidetracked by the lightning and thunder outside.

  “Alice, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come,” Jeff said through gritted teeth.

  “Want me to stop?” she teased, swallowing his length until she had him buried down her throat. On an outward slide, she’d let her teeth scrape along his skin. She released his cock and turned her attention back to Mason. “What about you, want to come or stop?”

  “I never want you to stop,” he told her, jutting his hips upward when she encased his cock with her lips. She used the same technique with her teeth.

  “What do you want, Alice?” Jeff asked, reaching to her breast and rolling her nipple between his thumb and index finger.

  “I want you both to come on my tits and lick it off. I want you to finger me while you do it until I come.” She shifted until she was lying between the men. Without directions, both men shifted to kneel beside her. She captured each of their cocks and pumped them faster until they shot their loads onto her breasts.

  Alice smiled and pulled a pillow behind her head. The men moved to lie beside her. Each one immediately began sucking and pinching her tits, licking their combined loads of cum from her skin. Alice closed her eyes and just went with the feelings. She dropped an arm around each man’s shoulders, pinching their skin in a silent message to intensify their movements.

  “Still want a finger in your pussy?” Jeff asked.

  “At least one, preferably two or three.” He lowered his hand to her crotch and began stroking her pussy lips. “I’m already wet,” she whispered. “Sucking you both off made me horny.”

  Jeff let his index finger slip between her lips. When she groaned, he slid his middle finger beside it.

  “That’s better,” she told him. “Now finger me while you suck my tits.”

  “What do you want from me?” Mason asked, raising his head from her chest.

  “Your face is all slick with your cum. I want you to suck me harder.”

  “That’s all,” he teased, nipping at her taut nipple.

  “Well, if you can get your hand lower and fuck my ass with your thumb while you bite me, that would really push me over the edge.” She closed her eyes again and let the men take over. She felt Mason shifting until he was lying on his stomach. She bent her left knee, allowing his arm to stretch under it. He captured her nipple, sucked hard, and pushed his thumb in her anus.

  “Oh God, that’s it. Suck me and fuck me, guys. Make me come.” They increased their movements, both sucking on her nipples while licking their cum from her. Their fingers in her body began to move faster. “I’m so full,” she whispered, pinching their shoulders. “But I need more.”

  Mason lifted his head from her tit and spoke to Jeff. “She wants more,” he said, and with a twist of his wrist, turned his hand so his thumb was still embedded in her anus but his fingers could cup and pinch her ass cheeks. At the same time, Jeff eased a third finger in her pussy. That was all Alice could take. Her body shook, clasped their fingers, and tried to draw them deeper. Her orgasm rolled over her, including them in the process.

  “Christ, her pussy is pulling my fingers deeper,” Jeff said.

  “I know. Her ass is milking me as if it were a cock.”

  “Don’t stop, either of you. Just keep doing what you’re doing and I’ll come again.”

  Mason didn’t listen to her. He pulled his hand from her body and turned onto his back. “Jeff, let go,” he said. When Jeff pulled his fingers from her pussy, Mason tossed him a condom. “Cover me, quick.”

  “Damn, you’re hard again already,” he said, tearing open the package and sliding the covering over Mason’s cock. As soon as he was covered, Jeff held his base while Mason pulled Alice up onto his belly with her facing away from him. With a slight shift, Alice dropped her weight over his cock and took him in her anus. Alice noted it didn’t dawn on Jeff at the time that he was handling another man’s penis. She wasn’t going to interrupt their movements to remind him.

  “Oh, that’s better,” Alice said with a sigh. She relaxed over Mason’s body and used her hands on either side of him to brace herself. She glanced to Jeff. “My pussy is empty.”

  He didn’t need any further instructions. She watched as he grasped his cock, pumped it a few times, and fumbled with the condom package. Using his teeth to hold one end, he tore the package open. She watched him as he unrolled the protection over his length. “Come in my pussy, Jeff. Stretch me wide.”

  Mason was holding her over him, his cock still embedded in her anus. One of his hands was pumping her tit and pinching her nipple. Jeff climbed over both of them and, with a bit of shifting, managed to push his cock in her pussy.

  “Christ, you were always tight. This way you’re just…”

  “Beyond full. Stretched to accommodate both your cocks,” Alice said, her sly smile giving him
an inkling she had another idea. “Jeff, you’re on top. You set the pace. Just fuck me. Mason will feel you, too.”

  There were no more words. She simply drew a deep breath as Jeff forced his cock a bit deeper inside her. She knew he could feel Mason’s cock, separate yet beside him. From the startled look on his face, Alice decided it was the first time Jeff realized that not only was he fucking her, he was actually stroking Mason, too, fucking him in a roundabout way. Alice could feel his sack as it moved over Mason’s.

  “Jeff, reach forward and pinch my tits. Don’t be gentle. I want you to pinch them, twist them, and hurt them. I’ll tell you if you go too far.”

  “Whatever the lady wishes.” Jeff leaned forward and grasped her breasts, his hands encompassing them. He pumped at them and each time he squeezed her inner muscles would tense around both their cocks.

  “If you keep that up, I’m going to lose it and come.” Mason’s tone left no room for interpretation. His fingers bit into her waist, and he held her tight to him. “One more stroke, Jeff, and I’ll come.”

  Jeff looked down at Alice. She was beautiful. Her eyes were closed, and she was letting the men ride her. Her blonde hair was tossed and her chest still shiny from their cum. She opened her eyes to look at him, her blue eyes staring at him.

  “Do it, Jeff. Make us all come. This is one of my fantasies, both of you fucking me until I can’t come anymore.”

  Jeff drew a breath and pulled his cock almost out of her body. Then he slammed back inside her with all his might. She gasped as he repeated the move a few more times. Under her, she felt Mason still and then relax. Her own orgasm hit, milking their cocks deeper inside her. Jeff came when she reached up and pinched his nipples. She used more pressure than he might have expected, and he shot his load in her pussy.

  The three of them stilled, all breathless. Eventually, Jeff let his body drop to the side, his cock slipping from her. Mason lightened his hold on her, and she rolled to the side, between the men, reluctantly releasing his cock from her body. They lay there for a few moments as one complete unit, Jeff on her left and Mason on her right. When her breathing began to normalize, she sat forward and, with a hand on each man’s cock, pulled off their condoms.