by P. F. Kozak
Ted smirked. “Isn’t that my line?”
“C’mon. I know you. You would have told me already if you had a problem.”
“You’re right. I would have, and I don’t. I’m clean, too.”
“Well then, let’s get naked.” She grinned at him like a seductive wood sprite.
“Are you going to tell Butch?”
“Probably. Do you care?”
Ted slid his hand under Pepper’s dusty T-shirt and squeezed her breast. “No. Actually, I don’t.”
Pepper took Ted’s hand and kissed his fingers. “This is so cool. I’ve never deflowered a virgin before.”
“Butch took yours, didn’t he?”
“Yeah, and it hurt. He’s always been hung like a frigging horse.”
Ted smiled. “I know.”
Pepper pushed Ted back onto the bed. “This won’t hurt one bit. I promise.” Then she kicked off her shoes.
Ted laughed. “I’ve heard that before. It did, but I didn’t care.”
She straddled Ted, and pulled her T-shirt over her head. Ted immediately focused on her breasts. “You know, you like tits a little too much for a gay guy.”
Ted reached up and pinched her nipple. Pepper’s breath caught. “I like your tits. That’s for damn sure.”
“I want to see your pecs. Take off your shirt.”
“This is a side of you I’ve never seen. This is fucking hot, you in charge.”
Pepper helped him pull his shirt over his head. “Hey, I’m taking your virginity, right? That makes me the seducer.” Pepper pinched Ted’s nipple. He moaned. “You liked that, didn’t you?”
“Jesus Pepper, my prick’s gonna break if you don’t do something soon.”
“We’re going to do something I’ve wanted to do ever since I’ve known you.” Pepper scrambled off the bed and quickly took off her jeans and panties. “Now, your pants come off.”
Pepper took off Ted’s shoes and then unzipped his jeans. She pulled his pants and undershorts off in one long tug.
Ted closed his eyes as Pepper straddled him again. “Shit, I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
“Relax, Ted. You might just enjoy it.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of. Then I’ll really be fucked up.”
Pepper gingerly took Ted’s prick and pointed it toward her pussy. She slid closer to it, so the tip touched her labia. Then she rubbed the head of Ted’s cock against her clit.
Ted arched his back, and raised his pelvis off the bed. “Jesus Christ, Pepper! What the fuck are you doing?”
“Getting us both ready. A virgin should never know exactly when it will happen.” With the confidence of a hooker deflowering a teenage boy, Pepper lifted up just enough to feel Ted’s prick slip toward her cunt. Then she bore down on him with all of her weight.
Ted groaned and grabbed her ass when his prick popped into her cunt. Pepper slowly rocked back and forth, giving him time to adjust to the sensation. He thrust upward, completely burying himself inside her. Grunting more than speaking, he managed to say, “Pepper, I can’t stand it! I have to hump.”
“Roll me over and fuck me!”
Using his brawn in a way Pepper had never known Ted to do, he lifted her and then flopped her over onto her back, almost knocking the wind out of her. He didn’t seem to notice how hard she hit. With his cock still inside her, he lifted himself up and pushed his prick back in.
Pepper gasped, “Fuck, that’s so good! Do it again.”
And Ted did do it again, and again. He humped her with such force, Pepper had no choice but to hang on and let him ride her.
His orgasm hit without warning, surprising him as much as it did her. Pepper grabbed his ass cheeks and held him tightly against her as he shook. As many times as she had blown him, she had never once heard him groan as loudly as he did when he came inside her. Dusty sweat dripped off of his face onto her chest. She had never seen anything so beautiful in her life.
He collapsed on top of her. Pepper didn’t care that his weight made it hard to breathe. She held him, stroking his hair and rubbing his back. When he finally raised his head and looked at her, she whispered, “You’re not a virgin anymore.”
“Thanks to you. If you worked for one of those escort services, you could make a frigging fortune.”
“If you hadn’t given me a job, that might have been my only other option.” Pepper grinned. “I just slept with the boss. Do I get a raise?”
Ted rolled over onto the bed. “You aren’t on the payroll yet, you can’t get a raise. But you just gave a damn good interview. There may be some extra fringe benefits in the works.”
Pepper put her leg over Ted’s and whispered into his ear. “Like what?”
“Like you, me, and Butch making this work.”
Pepper raised herself up on her side. “What are you talking about?”
“Making this arrangement permanent.”
“Get outta here! We can’t do that!”
“Why the hell not?”
“I’m staying here until I get on my feet. I never said I would move in forever.”
“Butch said the same thing. He’s still here.”
“What makes you think Butch would want to stay here as a threesome?”
Ted put his arm around Pepper’s waist. “If I tell you something, you have to swear to me that you won’t let Butch know I told you.”
“What, for heaven’s sake?”
“Swear to me, Pepper. I mean it.”
“All right, I swear. I won’t tell him.”
“Remember that picture of you Butch has in his wallet, the one he showed you last night?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“That picture is one of the reasons Butch walked out on Sandy.”
“Excuse me? That makes no sense.”
“He’s had that picture in his wallet all these years, kept it hidden behind his credit cards. Sandy found it, and accused him of having an affair with you.”
“Ted, that isn’t true. You know that.”
“She wanted him to get rid of the picture. He wouldn’t do it. Not too long after that blowout, he walked.”
“What about his kid?”
Ted gently smoothed Pepper’s hair. “He doesn’t want Stacy growing up watching her parents argue every day. This wasn’t the first time Sandy’s busted his balls for shit he’s never done.”
“He can still see Stacy, can’t he?”
“He’s got visiting rights. Sandy didn’t fight him on what he asked for.”
“But what about our living together? Won’t that be a problem when Sandy gets wind of it?”
“Don’t know. I hope not.”
“You still haven’t said why Butch would be okay with the three of us living together permanently.”
“He’s told me more than once that it doesn’t feel right that you aren’t with us. We talked about how those years were the happiest we’ve ever had.”
“For me, too. I didn’t know either of you felt that way.”
“Look at us now, Pepper. We’re buck naked on a bare mattress, not giving a damn that we’re dirty and sweaty, talking about shit that matters.”
“Cool, isn’t it?”
“Very cool. Butch should be here.”
“Does he ever come home early?”
“Once in a while. Depends on the workload. There are a couple of guys that work for him that lock up if he takes off early.”
“Can we call him and find out what’s up today?”
“Sure we can. Let’s jump in the shower and rinse the dust off first.”
“Together?”
“That will be another first for me, with a woman.”
“It’s about time, don’t you think?”
“Maybe it is.”
Ted had a hand-held showerhead. The spray could be set to fine mist or pulsate. In the shower with him, Pepper felt like they were playing with the garden hose. First Pepper rinsed him off, and then Ted rinsed her.
When he twist
ed the nozzle on the showerhead until the pulsating massager kicked in, Pepper wasn’t sure what he meant to do. She quickly found out.
“You didn’t get off when we fucked, did you?”
“No. That’s okay. I did this morning.”
“Well, don’t you want to now?”
Before she could answer, he pointed the pulsating stream between her legs. When the warm water hit her pussy, Pepper grabbed Ted’s arm to keep her balance.
“God, that feels good.”
“It’s supposed to. Lean against me so you don’t slip. Let me make you come.”
Ted slowly moved the pulsating spray the length of her vulva, and then back again. Pepper’s hips rolled like those of an exotic dancer. The water pounding against her clit became her single point of focus.
It didn’t take long before the pulsing water took her over the top. Pepper gasped and lurched forward as her clit throbbed with sensation. Ted made sure she didn’t fall.
Once Pepper steadied herself, Ted twisted the showerhead back to fine mist and turned down the hot water. He then pointed the spray at his own groin. The cool water wilted his growing erection.
“Why did you do that? I would’ve blown you.”
“Sweetheart, I’m two for two today. If Butch does come home early, I want some juice left, just in case.”
Pepper swatted his bare ass. “Something tells me that won’t be a problem.”
5
T ed dialed Butch’s cell, then handed the phone to Pepper. “For crying out loud, Ted! I don’t know what to say to him. You find out if he can come home.”
“No fucking way, Pepper. He needs to know you want him here. Not the same coming from me.”
Pepper put the phone to her ear just as Butch answered. “Hello, Ted? Is something up?”
“Hey, Butch. It isn’t Ted. It’s me, Pepper.”
Butch chuckled. “Yeah. I’d know your voice anywhere.”
“I wondered when you’re coming home today. Ted said sometimes you’re able to leave early.”
“I had your car towed in. I’m checking it out now.”
“Do you know what’s wrong with it?”
“Looks like you need a new starter. And it definitely needs to be tuned.”
“How much will it cost to fix it?”
“We’re doing a barter, aren’t we? We’ll work out a payment plan.”
“Between you and Ted today, I don’t know if I’m coming or going.”
“Coming mostly, I expect.”
“Very funny.” Pepper couldn’t help but smile.
“I can probably get outta here in about half an hour or so. Is that good?”
“That’s very good. We’ll see you soon.”
Pepper turned off the cell and gave it back to Ted. “He’s coming home early.”
“You know you’re flushed?”
Pepper put her hands on her cheeks. They felt hot. “I can’t help it. He does that to me.”
“He’s working on your car?”
“He had it towed from the parking lot. I’m just glad it can be fixed.”
“He’s a good mechanic. He’ll have it humming before he gives it back to you.”
“He’s already got me humming. Just hearing his voice on the phone made me horny.”
“You probably did the same thing to him.”
Pepper stared right into Ted’s eyes for a moment. “Do you really think we can talk him into making this last longer than a month or two?”
“Pepper, I don’t think he will need much convincing. Let’s see what he says.”
“What about you?”
“What do you mean, what about me?”
“You’re still more into guys than girls. Will this be enough for you?”
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“A few things, like can we live in the same house and not drive each other crazy? Can we still have our own lives and see other people if we want? Will Butch let me do him like I did you this morning?”
“That last one’s a big if.”
“There’s one more. If you and Butch decide to get married, you’ll probably want to live alone.”
“Whoa, Ted! We’re a long ways from that one.”
“Maybe. We’ll see.” Ted took back his phone and pocketed it.
“Has Butch ever said anything about doing it with you?”
“Once. He admitted he’d thought about it a few times, but that’s as far it went.”
“Well, that’s something, anyway. You’ll have to give me a chance to soften him up.”
“Actually, making him hard might be a better idea.”
“I’ll do my best. How about giving me some pointers on easing him into the idea?”
“You could tell him I want to buttfuck, and he has dibs on who’s top or bottom.”
“Has he ever been with a guy? I know he hasn’t been alone with you, but has he with anyone?”
“Don’t know. Why don’t you ask him?”
“Maybe I will.”
Ted and Pepper had a ham sandwich and some coffee while waiting for Butch to come home. At about two-thirty, he came in the back door. The clean work clothes he had put on that morning were now smeared with oil and smelled of gasoline.
Pepper got up to put her plate in the sink. “Damn, paisan, nobody better strike a match around you.”
“Yeah, well, some of this is from your car.”
“Doesn’t matter. You still stink.”
Butch grabbed her arm and swung her around. Holding her tightly against his dirty clothes, he kissed her. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, and rubbed the hard line of his prick against her leg.
Years of longing for her first love churned in Pepper’s belly. She still wanted him as much as she had ten years ago, and she still wanted the intimacy they had shared with Ted. She wanted them to be three.
Ted interrupted. “Excuse me, you two. Should I leave so you can fuck on the kitchen floor?”
Pepper pulled back from the kiss. “I’m not fucking his sorry ass until he takes a shower.” She turned her head and winked at Ted. “Of course, I wouldn’t mind watching you fuck his sorry ass on the kitchen floor.”
Butch squeezed her buttocks. “When did you get so kinky?”
Ted took advantage of the opening Pepper gave him. “What, didn’t you know? Our Miss Pepper picked up a few things in Pittsburgh. Fortunately, none of them are contagious. Tell him, Pepper.”
Pepper rubbed Butch’s chest with her palms. “Ted’s right. I learned a few things in the big city. If you’re a good boy, maybe I’ll share some of them.”
“You fucked a lot?”
“Enough to keep me happy. Now, I’ve got both of you to pick up the slack.”
“Rembrandt only fucks men, remember?”
“Not anymore.”
Butch let Pepper go and stepped back. First he looked at her, and then he stared at Ted. “What the fuck happened here today?”
Pepper threaded her arm through Butch’s. “Ted got laid.”
“Sure as hell did. Now I know what all the fuss is about.” Ted grinned. “Christ, I wish I had a camera. The expression on your face is priceless!”
“Is this why you wanted me to come home, to tell me this?”
“Partly. There’s more to it than that.” Pepper led him to the table. “Sit down. Let me get you a cup of coffee.” After she got Butch a cup, she refilled hers and Ted’s. “Do you want a sandwich?”
“I’d love a sandwich. Mrs. Lorenzo’s son never turns down food. It’s how she brought us up.”
While Pepper made Butch a ham sandwich, Ted got the ball rolling. “We have something to run by you. Pepper, what do you think? Should I just throw it at the wall and see if it sticks?”
“What, you talkin’ about spaghetti?”
They tried to ignore him. “Go for it.”
“Pepper just meant to stay here until she can afford her own place, maybe a month or two at the most. I asked her today if she
’d want to move in with us for a longer time.”
Butch sipped his coffee, and glanced at Pepper. “How long?”
Ted answered for her. “As long as we can stand to live together, however long that is.”
Pepper handed Butch a plate. “Did I remember right?” The club sandwich she had made for him had three slices of bread, with lettuce, tomato, double meat, and cheese. Both layers were slathered with mustard.
“Goddamn, Pepper. No one’s made me one of these in years. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Before he took a bite, he asked her, “Are you sure about this? I mean living here like Ted said, with both of us.”
Pepper sat down across the table. “I am if you are. But before we go ahead with this, I want to make sure it won’t cause a problem with you seeing your kid. I couldn’t live with that.”
“It won’t.”
“How can you be sure? Won’t Sandy go ballistic when she finds out you’re living with me?”
“She might.” He took a bite of sandwich and chewed with a contented grin on his face.
“Butch! Then how do you know she won’t try to yank your visitation rights?”
“Because Sandy has a new friend, so I’m told. She won’t want to draw attention to her personal life, so I expect she’ll lay off mine.”
Ted seemed surprised. “You didn’t tell me that. Who is she seeing?”
Butch bit into his sandwich again. He smiled at Ted while he chewed. “You fucking won’t believe it when I tell you.”
“C’mon, man. Who is it?”
“Glenda Howell.”
“You’ve got to be kidding!” Ted looked genuinely surprised.
“Nope. They’ve been seen at dinner, holding hands. Glenda’s car has been parked in what used to be my driveway every night for the last few weeks.”
“Shit, Butch. This is real dish.”
“I know. Ain’t it great?”
Totally bewildered, Pepper spoke up. “Will someone please explain this to me? Who is Glenda Howell?”
While Butch ate, Ted explained. “Glenda Howell is the lawyer who represented Sandy in the divorce. She moved here a few years ago and set up a private practice.”
“I don’t understand. Why is she seeing Sandy?”
Bits of his sandwich nearly fell out of his mouth when Butch laughed. “Pepper, she’s a fucking lesbian! The whole town knows that.”