Under The Tree

by Stephanie Williams

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  Under the Tree

  Copyright © 2011 by Stephanie Williams

  ISBN: 978-1-61333-130-9

  Cover art by Mina Carter

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  Under the Tree

  Stephanie Williams

  Chapter One

  “Did you tell her?”

  “Not yet. I thought maybe we’d surprise her. I think it will be a great Christmas gift.”

  Roger quirked his brow at his best friend Jasper. “Yeah. A lot of women get to have sex with both their male friends.”

  “We agreed we would give Nadia what she wanted. You read her diary with me. She’s been fantasizing about having a threesome with us for years. She actually wants to be our sex toy.” Jasper shook his head, grinning. “I can’t believe thoughts like that are coming from our Nadia. Besides, there’s no secret how we both feel about her. I think this is a natural step in our relationship.”

  Roger finished wrapping the last gift. It was a doggie pillow to go with the puppy he and Jasper were getting for Nadia. She wanted a beagle in particular. She said she loved how they still looked like puppies even after they were all grown up. Plus, she’d said she wanted something to care for and she wasn’t ready for kids.

  “I still feel guilty about snooping in her journal. I never even read my sister’s diary,” Roger said.

  “It would probably have been boring anyway.” Jasper smirked.

  Roger threw him a look. “You know what I mean. But I’m glad we did. No sense in having something like that a secret.”

  “Same here. What luck. We haven’t shared a woman in years. Knowing our best friend has the desire makes it that much sweeter. And it’s icing on the cake that Nadia wants the two men to be us.”

  Roger nodded in agreement. Nadia was their best friend; they’d met at work five years ago. She was kind, funny, loyal, and breathtakingly beautiful. Tall, statuesque, with legs that went on forever, and dark chocolate skin that looked like it wanted to melt in your mouth. She kept her hair tied up, but loose tendrils always fell on the side of her face. And what a face. Cat-shaped dark brown eyes, pouty lips, and soft cheeks that Roger loved to stroke. They’d both realized a long time ago that Nadia was the woman for them. She was perfect: easy to love.

  Who would have thought working for an accounting firm, that they would both find the woman of their dreams—in one woman?

  Roger smiled as he remembered reading her confession in black and white on the pages of her private journal.

  September 9th

  Today was the hardest. I saw Roger and Jasper together by the pool. They both had on swimming trunks that fit all too well on their perfectly formed thighs and asses. I don’t know which one is sexier. Roger is tall and built like a boxer. He has a tat of a Phoenix on his back. Damn, it made him look even sexier. His hair was slicked back from the water, but it hung to his shoulders, black, wavy, and shiny. His profile was magnificent. Strong jaw, sharp nose, piercing green eyes, and lashes galore. His tan showed off his olive skin, still dripping from his swim. It got me hotter than I’ve ever been.

  When I saw Jasper get out of the pool, it was like seeing a sea god rising from the ocean.

  He was blond-and-blue eyed, but he’s not a cliché in the looks department. Slightly taller than Roger and built just as nicely, Jasper has a bad-boy appearance about him. His hair is cut like a Marine, which shows up his features beautifully. Hypnotic eyes, high cheek bones, and full lips give him the image of a man up to no good. And I like that.

  I’ve been attracted to these two since I met them five years ago. We’re great friends and we have each other’s back. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for them, and I know the feeling is mutual.

  But damnit! How I would love to have them both in my bed, fucking me crazy. I would love to be their sex toy, to have them do to me what they want. The image is in my mind every waking moment. Hell, why lie, I even dream about it.

  Roger on his back while I ride his hard cock, at the same time I’m taking Jasper in my mouth. I’m going into a fucking frenzy. They switch up. Then they have me on my back and maybe Jasper is fucking me hard, while Roger is kissing me. Or the other way around. I don’t care at this point, as long as I have both of them.

  Alas, it’s not meant to be. I guess it’s normal to want to have something sexual with your best friends when they are the opposite sex—and fine as hell.

  “I still can’t believe those thoughts are coming from our Nadia,” Roger said, coming back to the present and putting the last of the gifts under the tree. “And I still feel guilty invading her privacy.”

  “I know, but she left it open on her bed. Can we help it that we stumbled upon it?” Jasper shoved another box under the tree. “Anyway, we read it. And you know a private journal doesn’t lie.”

  “True, very true.” Roger nodded.

  “So it’s settled,” Jasper said. He got up from the floor. “We need to talk to her before Christmas day.

  “Uh…and how are we going to bring up the subject without letting her know we read her journal?” Roger got up, too.

  “Hmm. Let’s do what we always do. You know, have a normal conversation and ease the topic in. Won’t be the first controversial topic we’ve discussed.”

  “Suppose she doesn’t admit to anything. Those are pretty racy desires. And Nadia’s not like the other women we’ve had. Nadia is not wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am. She’s for keeps. Are you willing to share her forever?”

  Jasper looked over at him and smiled. “I was willing to share you forever, babe.”

  Roger felt his face heat up. “Seriously. Do you think she would freak if we brought up the subject?”

  Jasper rubbed his chin in thought. “I don’t know. Those were her private thoughts we read. She might just keep them that way. That’s why we have to really dig in without letting on we know anything.”

  Roger shook his head. “Boy, this is going to be tricky.”

  “True, but we shouldn’t have something like this hanging over our heads. Think about it, suppose we remain friends for another ten, twenty years, with none of us fulfilling our needs.” Jasper turned on the tree lights and stood back, assessing the decorations. “Looks good.”

  “It should. We paid five hundred dollars to have someone do it for us.”

  “Hey, I still have scars from when the damn thing fell on me last year.” Jasper pointed to his right forearm.

  Roger patted his buddy on the back and laughed. “Okay. I agree. I don’t want her to get an inkling we read her diary. That would be the ultimate in betrayal.”

  Jasper nodded. “Yes, and the more I think about, I do feel a bit guilty.” He turned off the twinkling lights. “Come on, she’s wait
ing for us. Get the Red Velvet ice cream out of the freezer.”

  Roger grabbed it, then retrieved their jackets. “We’ll figure it out, man,” he said after he noticed the distressed look on Jasper’s face.

  Jasper’s smile remained a bit worrisome looking. Roger hummed as they headed out the door to Nadia’s.

  ***

  “Jingle bells, jungle bells, jingle all the way.” Nadia put the final touches on her Christmas decorations. She loved the holidays and decorating her great room was her pride and joy. She did it all, from buying decorations online, on sale, to displaying treasured handmade things from family and friends. Her room was a regular showplace.

  Outdoors was another issue. It was simple. Lights lined the house. She had fake snow, a snowman, and Santa and his sled on the lawn. She didn’t dare try to compete with her neighbors.

  They had enough lights on their lawn and house to guide the Space Shuttle back home.

  As she turned on the lights to see if they were all working, her doorbell rang. She quickly ran to it, knowing what was on the other side. It was the gift she’d gotten for the boys. She opened the door and there was the deliveryman.

  “Where is it?” she asked, jumping up and down.

  “On the truck. I wanted to make sure someone was home before I dragged it over here.”

  “Okay, I’ll sign for it.” The man shoved the clipboard into her hand and walked off to the truck. Nadia watched him as he carefully took the box and placed it on the dolly. She was so excited. She’d had a hell of a time finding their perfect gift.

  He finally got it to the porch. “Here you go. Where do you want it?”

  “Right by the tree.”

  “Say, this is nice.” The deliveryman looked around her room. “Hey, what is this, by the way?” He patted the box.

  “A professional drum set. Two of my friends have been eyeing it for a year.”

  “Lucky fellas. Rockers?”

  “Accountants.”

  The man laughed. “Well, Merry Christmas to you and your friends.”

  “Thanks. You, too.” She waved to him as he left in his truck.

  She went back to the great room looking at the huge box. How to wrap this? Then she got an idea.

  Running to the linen closet, she took out one of her designer comforters. She unfolded it and carefully draped it over the box. “I’ll get a big bow, later this week,” she said as she tucked and folded the ends. Just then, the doorbell rang again.

  “Coming!”

  She opened the door and there stood her handsome friends. She sighed to herself in frustration. If you could roll them into one person, they would be the perfect boyfriend. Too bad…. “Come on in.”

  “For you.” Jasper handed her the Red Velvet ice cream.

  “Mmm. You guys want some?”

  “Nah, we’ll get pleasure from watching your enjoyment.” Roger smirked.

  “Oh, fine, watch me make a pig out of myself.”

  “Never, darling.” Jasper took her by the waist and kissed her cheek. “So what’s on the agenda today?”

  Nadia stood there, still feeling the warmth of Jasper’s lips on her cheek.

  She’d been avoiding the two of them for the past couple of weeks, at least as much as she could. But she couldn’t do it for long; the holidays were coming up. They would get suspicious and start asking questions.

  What would she tell them? The reason I’ve been avoiding you is because I’ve been thinking about both of you fucking me unconscious.

  Since seeing them this past summer in nothing but swimming trunks, her thoughts about the three of them together were getting worse. If you considered thinking about two fine men fucking you all day was the worst thing that can happen to you, that is.

  As pathetic as it seemed, she couldn’t help herself. Every day, no matter what she was doing, where she was, or whom she was talking to, the image of her between Roger and Jasper couldn’t be deleted from her forebrain.

  Why couldn’t Roger and Jasper be jerks? Instead, they were perfect gentlemen. They catered to her every need, even those she didn’t know she had.

  They’d clicked immediately when she’d first met them. It wasn’t long before she found out they were bi. That didn’t faze her. She’d kinda suspected it anyway. But that made things complicated in her mind. If they were bi, they could…. She shook her head. She wasn’t going to go there again.

  Hopefully, being busy with the holidays would help. Of course, it hadn’t helped so far and Christmas day was right around the corner.

  “So what have you two been up to?” she asked as she put the ice cream in the freezer.

  “Getting the last of the Christmas decorating together.” Roger stuck his head in her fridge. “You got a cold one?”

  “In the back, to your right,” Nadia said.

  Roger grabbed the beers and tossed one to Jasper across the room.

  “Hey, watch it! Didn’t your momma tell you not to throw things in the house?” She got two coasters for the table.

  “Sorry.” Jasper sat in his usual place on the couch. He looked over into the great room. “Wow. I think you outdid yourself this time, honey.” He got up and went in for a closer look. Roger followed.

  “This is beautiful, Nadia.”

  “Thanks.”

  “It outdoes ours and we paid a professional.”

  “Now, that’s real lazy. Have I told you that?” Nadia reached for a decorative ball and repositioned it on the tree.

  “Yes, at least a hundred times.” Jasper rolled his eyes.

  Everyone chuckled.

  “Whoa, what’s this?” Jasper went over to the huge box covered by her blanket.

  “It’s a gift, of course.” She grabbed him and took Roger by the hand as well. “Come on, you two.”

  “That’s enormous.” Jasper looked back at the box.

  “Christmas will be here soon enough. I swear, you two are worse than kids. We go through this every year. You don’t see me trying to find out what you got me, do you?” She sat down between the two of them and turned on the television.

  “Oh, you would never guess in a million years, sweetheart.” Roger smiled.

  She looked back and forth between the two of them. They had the wickedest grins on their faces. “Uh…should I even try to guess? Oh! You found that Chanel bag that was discontinued.”

  “Nah, and you’re wasting your time.” Roger took some Christmas candy out of the bowl on the coffee table.

  Nadia’s curiosity was piqued. “Hmm, now you got me thinking.” She pondered some more. “Those boots from Milan, the Versace ostrich feather and leather ones!”

  Roger leaned back. “Good guess, but nope. Don’t strain yourself thinking. We can promise you this. It’s something you’ve been wanting for a loooong time.”

  Her head went back and forth looking at the two of them. “Really?” Nadia’s wheels were turning in her head.

  “Now, don’t go trying to snoop or trick us into telling you. Let it be a surprise,” Roger said.

  “Oh, all right.” Nadia threw herself against the back of the couch.

  “Say, we’ve been meaning to ask you. The Christmas Eve party. You bringing anyone special?” Jasper asked, leaning close to her.

  The smell of his cologne was intoxicating. She scooted over, but that meant she was too close to Roger. His scent was equally stimulating to her senses. It was a no-win situation. “Um, you know I’m not dating anyone at the moment.” She balled her fists in her lap.

  “Oh.” Roger began playing in her curls. “You want to be our date then?”

  “Our?”

  Jasper reached to play with her locks as well. “Yeah. We don’t have dates either.”

  “I thought you two were an item, to some extent.” Nadia removed both their hands from her hair.

  “Nah. You know it’s nothing serious,” Roger said.

  “Well, the party isn’t a singles meet-and-greet. It’s just a get-together of family and friends.
But if you want to bring someone, I have no problem with that.”

  “We want to be your dates.” Jasper smiled at her.

  Nadia quickly got up. All of a sudden she was feeling a bit uneasy sitting between the both of them. “Uh, you two want another beer?”

  “No,” Roger said. He leaned back in his seat. “We want to talk.”

  “Oh?” Nadia sat in a chair across from them. “What about?”

  “Us.”

  Us? “Oookaay.”

  “Yeah. Roger and I were just thinking. Since none of us has someone special in our lives, why not go with each other?”

  “Huh?”

  Roger looked over at Jasper with an exasperated look on his face. “I think what Jasper is trying to say is, that since we have each other, there’s no rush in looking for someone else.”

  Nadia couldn’t believe what she was hearing. This conversation was too close for comfort for her. Yes, the thought of having these two hunks for herself was her dream come true. But there were too many complications.

  “Uh…are you actually suggesting we date each other? Do you mean me date you,” she pointed to Roger, “at one point, then I date you?” She then pointed to Jasper.

  “Umm…not exactly,” Jasper said. “I meant what I said earlier. You date both of us.”

  Nadia shook her head, and banged the side of it with her hand.

  Chapter Two

  Roger didn’t think Jasper would come right out and ask Nadia anything close to dating the both of them. But in a way he was glad for Jasper’s directness. If anything, he was able to see Nadia’s honest reaction.

  Which wasn’t good. She seemed a bit confused. She was still looking at them with bewilderment written all over her face.

  “Is there a problem?” he finally asked.

  “Oh no. A lot of women get asked to go with two men at the same time.” She didn’t try to hide the sarcasm in her voice.

  “I think it makes sense,” Roger said.