Renee tossed back the rest of her wine. “Hmmm. What's he look like? Do you think it’s a bit soon for me to start seeing another man?”
I winked before I said, “No, not in your situation.” I paused for a moment, before I continued, “I haven't seen him, but he is an ex-SEAL just like Bryce."
Renee grinned and raised her wine glass. “You’ve convinced me. That sounds like a great idea, Ava. I guess we should swing back by my place and pick up a few things before we head to Manhattan.”
On the cab ride, Renee and I were quiet — each of us lost in our thoughts. I hoped Renee wouldn't try to interfere with my budding relationship with Bryce. But knowing her as I did, I figured if Bryce’s friend didn’t turn her on she could make things hard on Bryce and I — try to force me to make a decision, her or him.
Chapter Fourteen
Bryce
"Shit my head is killing me," I said to myself when I tried to pull my aching body out of bed. “Fuck, did John and I drink that much?” I made it into the shower then whipped up my self-proclaimed hangover cure, a mixture of vegetable juice, hot sauce, and pepper. When I checked my phone, I noticed I had a message from Ava. She wanted to know if John and I were free to join Renee and her for lunch. Considering John's situation, I knew he’d be more than willing to meet them.
We’ll be there. Where and when?
I didn’t want my text to appear too overeager, but I was looking forward to seeing Ava again.
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When John and I arrived at the Charging Bull, near Wall Street where Ava worked, the ladies already had a table in the corner. It was a booth with a c-shaped seat that would accommodate all four of us. Ava looked positively delicious. She had on a lavender blouse that highlighted her cleavage and black dress slacks. Across from her Renee sat with her dark hair pulled back in a loose braid. She was wearing an outfit very similar to Ava’s except hers was blue.
I noticed by the way John was eyeing Renee; he liked what he saw. Ava too seemed to be giving John and I both the once over. He wore jeans and the usual black company polo with our logo on the sleeve. I, on the other hand, had opted to wear khaki slacks and a polo shirt. I wanted to show Ava that my entire wardrobe didn't consist solely of black.
Ava stood up, and I hugged her brushing my lips against hers. I nodded at Renee and gave her a weak smile. I was surprised she agreed to be around me considering what my cousin, Trey, had done to her. Since I knew everyone, I made the introductions. The ladies slid closer together so that John and I could each sit on the outside of the booth.
There was no doubt that we were the envy of every man that came into that restaurant. We had a petite exotic beauty in Renee and a stunning blonde bombshell in Ava. With our bulging muscles, form-fitting clothes, and military-style haircuts, John and I must have looked like the two beauties’ bodyguards.
Ava smiled and nudged Renee, and asked, “Bryce, you didn’t tell me that your friend was so attractive. I want to know more about how you two got to know each other, John.”
I glanced over at him, and nodded, "Go ahead and tell these lovely ladies all about us.”
John smiled and licked his lips. “Bryce and I go way back. Most recently we did two tours in Afghanistan. When we were discharged from the service, we started the agency together and have been at it for almost a year now.”
I watched as the three of them flirting back and forth. Occasionally, I chimed in just to let them know I was paying attention. Throughout our entire lunch, there was a sexual tension in the air. I wasn’t sure if it was wishful thinking, but it seemed the chemistry between the four of us was electric. I had to bring myself back to the conversation when I heard Ava mention their dorm room from college.
“So, yes, Renee and I were pretty wild back in our days at Columbia. Let’s just say we were known for entertaining frat boys, and when our parties were over our guests left smiling — satisfied.” Ava and Renee giggled.
I noticed Renee slipped her hand down from the table. I couldn’t see for sure, but it seemed she had put her hand on Ava’s thigh. Ava looked up at John and I, bit her lip, and asked, “Would you two like to come over to my place for dinner this evening?"
The idea of those two lovely ladies having sex with each other, and me being a third party, made me hard as a rock. From the look on John's face, he appeared to be thinking the same thing. We weren’t strangers to bringing one or many women into our beds and sharing the spoils. John and I never sexually gratified each other, but we made sure our women were before we sent them home.
I glanced over at Ava just in time to see Renee brush a few strands of Ava’s hair out of her face. She whispered something in her ear and giggled. I watched as the two women’s eyes met and knew from how they were shifting in their seats that the conversation made them both hot and horny.
I took a deep breath, and said, “Sorry, I was lost in thought.” Everyone laughed. “What was the question?”
Ava leaned in exposing her cleavage, and asked, “Would you and John like to come to my apartment tonight for a nice dinner? Renee and I haven’t decided what we are fixing yet, but this has been too much fun not to continue it in a more casual setting.”
There was something about the way Ava said, “Casual setting,” that set off alarm bells in my mind. Was she as horny as I was? There was only one way to find out.
“I don’t know about John here, but it would be my absolute pleasure to join you two lovely ladies for dinner. Can I bring anything, other than John, if he wants to join us?”
John grinned and nodded before he said, "I'm in!"
I noticed Ava’s hand vanish beneath the table and wanted to peek underneath to see if she was fingering herself or Renee — but I didn't. “Oh, if you want to bring some wine that would be most excellent.”
“Bring your appetite too. You never know what we’ll include in the spread,” Renee said with a devilish smile. She and Ava exchanged a look that told me that food would not be the only thing on the menu.
“You can count on it,” I said. I looked across the table at John — his eyes were already hooded. There was no denying it, Ava and Renee had managed to get both of us wound up. A visit to the gym would help burn some energy before we joined them for dinner.
“We shall see you ladies tonight,” I said.
“Yes, see you, gentlemen, tonight,” Ava said before she gave me a peck on the cheek. Then just for a second -- long enough for John and I to see, Renee grabbed Ava's hand and blew us both a kiss over her shoulder before they vanished out of sight among the bustling
Chapter Fifteen
Ava
I decided to take the rest of the day off. Sarah was sweet when I told her something had come up and I asked her to reschedule my afternoon meeting. That's when she gave me the news I was waiting to hear. It seemed Agent Maxwell had come by to tell me personally, but I was out at lunch, so he asked Sarah to convey his message. Trevor had been arrested and charged with multiple counts, both related to his work and him stalking me. He was in jail and would remain there — one million dollar bond!
When I heard the news, I turned to Renee, and said, "I’m sure Bryce knows, but I cannot wait to tell him! Tonight is going to be absolutely perfect!” With my shopping list in hand, I went to the store. I felt so light on my feet with Trevor behind bars I wanted to dance. "Maybe I'll get Renee to dance with me.” I mused on the way down the elevator.
My folding grocery cart was stuffed full when I opened the door to my apartment. At first, I was taken aback a bit by an unfamiliar scent. The place sparkled and smelled clean! There was a spicy vanilla fragrance in the air. Incense, Renee must have brought some with her.
I made my way to the kitchen and was laying out the veal and veggies when Renee joined me wearing a very short black leather skirt, a royal blue off-the-shoulder blouse, and 5-inch stilettos. She was flawless with minimal makeup, and her hair was pulled back with a single banana hair clip. The sorrowful Renee from the day before had vanished.
“Well don’t you look lovely little miss sexy ass,” I said, teasing.
Renee curtsied and giggled. “I’ll handle this, go shower!”
When the guys arrived an hour and a half later, I answered the door wearing a mint green slip dress without a bra, and my hair was loose and hung down my back. "Welcome guys. Come on in." I greeted them with a sexy grin. "Dinner will be ready soon."
Candles were the only source of light in the dining and living rooms. Unsure of what was on the menu, Bryce brought two bottles of wine, one red and one white. John brought a bottle of Crown Royal and a bouquet of roses for Renee and me. They had apparently coordinated their outfits as they both wore dress slacks and silk shirts that showed off their well-defined arms and chests. Renee played hostess and fixed everyone a drink. I put some mellow jazz music on the stereo to help set the mood. Everything was perfect!
“I have to commend the chef that meal was mouthwateringly good,” John held up his glass. “A toast to our beautiful hostesses.”
“Here, here,” Bryce chimed in, “To the ladies!”
“Ladies, refill your wine glasses and head to the living room — relax take a load off. John and I will handle clearing the table." When I opened my mouth to object, Bryce held up his forefinger and wagged at me. "No arguments! It’s our turn to do something for you.”
I stood up and grabbed my wine glass then walked over to Bryce. After gently kissing him on the lips, I slapped his ass before turning toward the living room. I knew I'd started his motor and could hardly wait to see what his reaction would be when they joined Renee and me in the living room.
“Do hurry boys,” Renee said blowing them a kiss before she followed behind me.
About twenty minutes later I heard John and Bryce join us. When I glanced up both of their jaws fell slack. Renee had reclined on the couch; one foot was on the ground while the other was propped against the back. Her shirt was pulled up around her hips. I was licking and sucking on one of Renee’s rock hard nipples while she tugged on the other. I could see out of the corner of my eye the guys had moved closer and were watching as my two fingers worked in and out of Renee's wet slit.
Moments later I looked up at Bryce with a devilish grin on my face. Our eyes locked as I worked my mouth down Renee’s firm stomach. Renee hiked up her skirt further while I got comfortable between her legs. I planned to make Bryce watch while I ate Renee’s sweet pussy.
When I touched my tongue to Renee' clit, she gasped and so did the men. I continued to work my magic on Renee. I fucked her deeply with two fingers while my mouth teased her swollen clit. Renee moaned sporadically and arched her back. The action forced my fingers deeper.
When I peeked up, Bryce and John glanced at each other, and simultaneously unzipped, and made quick work getting out of their clothes. John rushed across the room and kneeled next to Renee’s head. He cupped one breast with his hand before his mouth crashed down on hers. He kissed her so passionately she gasped for breath, and Bryce worked his way behind me and hiked up my skirt.
Of course, I was pantieless; so Bryce slapped my ass cheeks hard enough to make them sting then brushed his hard cock across them. At first, I jumped, then I looked back over my shoulder and pushed my ass back against Bryce's hardness and watched as John took over pleasuring Renee.
John slipped Renee off the couch and carried her over to the love-seat before he lowered her wet pussy down on his rather impressive hard cock. Renee moaned as he gripped her hips and worked her up and down. Bryce opted to take me from behind and buried his thick cock deep in my dripping pussy doggy-style. There were moans, grunts, and groans coming from everyone. Renee was the first to cry out when John brought her to her first orgasm.
Then, I spotted John and Renee sneak off to the guest room with the bottle of Crown. When Bryce and I were finally alone, we pleasured each other until we were spent. After we got our breath, Bryce kissed me and helped me up. Grabbing a bottle of wine, we headed off toward my bedroom and made love until the shadows of night were chased away by the morning sun. I was in love for the first time in my life.
Epilogue
Ava and Bryce became inseparable. She finally realized she hated working at her stressful job on Wall Street, so she quit and began training as a private security agent under Bryce's watchful eye. She moved out of her Chelsea apartment and in with Bryce but not before Renee completely redecorated their suite. They had faux windows installed with silkscreen 3D images that reminded them of their hometowns. In their bedroom, they could look out their window and see a rolling hill covered with bluebells. Their family room decor created the feel of a ranch house complete with a wood burning fireplace. The landscape behind that bay window displayed Eagle Peak a famous mountain near Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming where Bryce grew up. A few months later Ava had a dizzy spell. When the doctor told her she was pregnant, she and Bryce were thrilled and called Renee immediately to ask her to start designing their nursery.
John had concluded no matter how many times Renee tried to redecorate his Harlem suite she would never be satisfied leaving her historic home and he didn’t blame her. She was overjoyed the day John told her he would move into her Brooklyn brownstone as long as he could use the basement as his man cave — and decorate it any way he pleased. Every morning John would have a driver come pick both of them up and deliver Renee at her office and take him to his in Harlem. Two days after Ava called to give Renee the news it was snowing so John invited Renee to go ice skating. He held her hand and skated into the center of Wollman Rink, and spun her around. On the second turn, he stopped her and popped over a box with a two-karat diamond ring inside and proposed to her as she sobbed with joy.
Later that year Renee was Ava's maid of honor in a civil ceremony in the NYC courthouse. Just before the Justice of the Peace started their vows, Ava whispered to Renee with a wink, "Now you know how it feels to be the bridesmaid instead of the bride!”
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