SHARE: An MMF menage (Double Delight Book 3)

by Gisele St. Claire

  Table of Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Undone

  STALK GISELE

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  Double Delight

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  GISELE ST.CLAIRE

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  Copyright © 2017 By: Gisele St.Claire

  This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Gisele St.Claire holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.

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  Chapter One

  Haley

  It was official. I sucked. I sucked at sucking. And no doubt at sex itself. But definitely at sucking, if my friend’s faces were to be believed as I attempted to give a wine bottle a blow job.

  “Oh, hell, Hayley. It is a blow job, not a bunch of fresh flesh at a zombie party.” Noted my roommate Kayla.

  My face fell. “See. I told you.” Being crap at coitus was no joke.

  “Let me get my own situation sorted and then, Haley, I will teach you. We can use a dildo or a banana. Whichever. I will show you how to do a BJ right.”

  “Thank you.”

  “And I will tell you all about the birds and the bees. See if you are doing that right.” Tiff, my ex-roommate and now next-door-neighbor added.

  At that point, a knock came at the door. Kayla’s mom had come to see her about a tense situation she had just left. Kayla had come over tonight from her ex-stepfather’s house because she had started a relationship with him and a guy called Parker, her mom’s new stepson. Here I was with no man in my life and Kayla had two!

  Tiffany returned to the living room. Monday night was girl’s night. Even though she now lived next door with her husband, Brandon, Monday’s remained a man-free zone, rather like my pussy. “I hope they are going to be alright,” Tiff stated nodding towards the hallway. Kayla and her mom did not have a great history.

  I shrugged my shoulders. Kayla’s mom had just walked into Daniel, Kayla’s stepfather’s home to find her, Daniel and Parker in the throes of passion. “Well, we are here if not.”

  Kayla worked things out with her mom, and then also with Daniel and Parker, and the three of them were cohabiting in Port Jeff. Kayla had given notice on her share of the apartment and so this evening, her and Tiff were coming over to help me interview potential new roommates. I had jokingly said I wanted two hot males, but to be honest, as long as the newbies didn’t look like serial killers or other such weirdos, I would be happy. Good references were key to getting a key. My apartment had three bedrooms. Mine, at the front, had an en-suite. It overlooked the parking lot for the apartments but beyond that and the street, there were nice views. We had all worked for Green’s, a Realtors based in Brooklyn. Kayla had now left to join in with Daniel’s art business. He was an artist and owned a gallery and was looking to expand. Tiff still worked at Green’s but was planning on trying for a baby with her husband so I didn’t know what her long term plans were. I felt like the only one of us with no life. Maybe I should ask all the apartment applicants if they were boy friendless and downbeat? Make sure we had common ground. I tried to shake the melancholy hanging over me. I was pleased my friends were both in love, and as they kept on telling me, it would happen for me too, one day. In the meantime, I needed to get better at sex. I figured if I watched some porn that could help. Though Kayla and Tiff had promised to help they were just too busy getting on with their own lives. Anyhow, they didn’t have dicks. I kinda needed the real thing to practice on. I wondered about paying for a male escort, that was how bad things were getting.

  Out of the three of us girls, I was by far the most innocent. Through college, I had dated Liam and he had been the guy to take my cherry. I had thought we were good together but once we graduated, he graduated onto another girl. We had hardly ever had oral. He said he didn’t like it, either the giving or receiving, so it wasn’t until I started dating other guys that it all went wrong. I had not got past first base with many dates. I always got shy and clammed up. Having no idea what to converse about other than my friends and work, most dates didn’t progress to a second. A couple times things had gone to the bedroom, it had been a disaster. My pussy was so dry men couldn’t get near it. My latest date, another Realtor from Green’s, Malcolm, blamed me for the fact he had not been able to get it up. My only real joy came from my other best friend, B.O.B., that’s right, my battery operated boyfriend who never let me down. He was a bendable rabbit vibrator who I could position to hit my clit and my pussy at the same time.

  I noticed the time and realized I needed a final flurry of domestic activity. The two bedrooms down the hall were where the two new roommates would be and there was a shared bathroom for them to use. Both rooms had been given a fresh lick of paint last week and thoroughly cleaned and aired. Each had a queen-sized bed, fitted closet space, and a dresser. A TV was fixed to a wall in each, so they’d be able to escape to their rooms if they wanted each night. Butterflies hit my gut followed by a feeling of dread. What if they seemed nice so I gave them a key and then we didn’t get on at all? I shook my head and went through to my ensuite to shower before the girls arrived. We were having pizza after the interviews, so I grabbed some chips to eat before I hit the shower. It was a shame I couldn’t afford the apartment on my own. Peace and quiet could be nice at times and at least there would be no more witnesses to my dating disasters. By tonight I might have one or two new roommates. I crossed my fingers, closed my eyes and said pretty please.

  “I am so freaking hungry. How long is this gonna take?” Kayla moaned. The redhead patted her svelte stomach and it emitted a gurgle.

  “Yeah? Well, I might have had more sympathy if your hair didn’t look all fucked up. You have had sex before you came here haven’t you?”

  “Might have.” Kayla winked.

  There was a noise from the vicinity of the unlocked front door, followed by a flurry of footsteps. “I’m not late. There’s one minute to 6:00 pm,” Tiff announced like I hadn’t been checking my wristwatch every thirty seconds since 5:00 pm.

  “Oh my God, not you too!”

  “No me too, what?”

  “You have sex hair. I need to get laid. I need to learn sex and get laid.”

  Just then the doorbell rang.

  “Take a seat, you two, for Christ’s sake and straighten each other’s hair. There is serious decision making to be done.” I chastised them.

  The interviews were a complete waste of time with just two people to go. We had interviewed a pregnant woman
, who didn’t announce she was pregnant even though her stomach kept moving. She kept repositioning her pashmina. If she wasn’t pregnant she had weird medical problems so she was out. The second woman we interviewed was clearly a call girl, asking if men were allowed back before I’d had a chance to ask her to confirm her name. The others seemed fine but had not shown that we had any common ground and after the fantastic apartment share I’d had with Tiff and Kayla I was reluctant to settle for business people.

  “Well, this looks like a complete bust,” I said to Tiff and Kayla.

  “Do not give up yet. There are two men to come. They might be the sex on legs you have been looking for.” Tiff said.

  “Of course they will, Tiff. Dreams like that come true all the time, especially with me. They will be two sex gods who want me as a filling in their sandwich. Now if we could all wake up, I am going to open a bottle of wine. Screw this.”

  Tiff went to answer the door to the next to last applicant while I stood in the kitchen in the corner of our apartment pouring a very large glass of red wine. I could not afford to keep the apartment going on my own so if these next two weren’t of any use, then it looked like business bores were moving in with me. I took a secret large swig of wine with my back to the room and then turned around, where I choked and spat red wine straight down my white blouse. For fuck’s sake!

  In front of me and stood at the side of Tiff, were two of the most gorgeous men I had ever laid eyes on. Seriously, if there was a Victoria’s Secrets, with men who should model boxer shorts, it was these two. In fact, in my head, that was all I could see.

  “Erm, Haley. You have an, erm, strawberry cordial situation going on.” Kayla said. “Take a seat you guys, while we get sorted. Haley had the hiccups.” She gave me a steely gaze and I knew better than to say anything. I came to in my surroundings and blushed to the roots of my hair. I had red wine dripping down my chin and it was all down my blouse.

  “Hi.” I decided to add to the charade, then I headed for the sink.

  “What on earth are you doing? Best behavior. You need these two in your life.” Hissed Kayla.

  I sponged my blouse down, dried it the best I could and sat back down.

  “Sorry about that, erm-”

  “Chase. Chase Collins.”

  I stood and held out a hand for him to shake. “Pleased to meet you.” I took in Chase’s vivid blue eyes and his smile. He had short, blond hair. I’d put him at about six feet tall. At the side of my small frame, he was a giant.

  Tiffany turned to me. “And this is your last applicant too, Todd Ross. They are friends and so thought they would attend together.”

  My mouth dropped open. “Oh, friends, that is so cool. How long y’all been friends for?”

  “A couple of years now,” Todd said. “We met at work.” Again I spent a moment taking in the appearance of my potential new roommate. Todd was dark haired, olive-skinned and had deep, dark brown eyes. He looked like that actor from Lucifer.

  Realizing I had been staring, I looked at my list of questions. “And what do you do for an occupation?”

  Chase looked across at Todd, who nodded. “We run an adult entertainment company.”

  “Like Paintball?” I asked.

  Kayla snorted which I didn’t think was amusing or professional.

  “No, we film adult movies.”

  “Porn?” My mouth dropped open again.

  “Yes. If you want to call it that,” Chase said. “We run a small, reputable company which is like a little family.”

  “Wow, I bet that is so interesting,” Tiff said. “I bet you have some stories to share.”

  “We certainly do,” Todd replied. His eyes twinkled as he smiled. I could not let these two move in. I would be hopeless. I would probably keep forgetting to move. In fact, I would win the record for the longest mannequin challenge while I ogled these two all day.

  I managed to conduct myself for the rest of the interview in what I hoped was a professional manner. Then I showed them around and thanked them for coming.

  “I have a few applicants to consider, but I will let you know later this evening,” I told them. It was very hard to not jump up and down and ask them when they could both move in.

  “Not a problem,” Chase said. “We will leave you to the rest of your…strawberry cordial…”

  I followed his gaze to the kitchen counter top where the opened bottle of wine was on clear display.

  I looked back at Chase and he smirked. He was a cheeky one, this guy. I liked him already.

  “Strawberry cordial is the best,” I replied. Then I showed them out of the door.

  “Oh my fucking God, they were scrumilicious.” I shrieked. “I can’t live with them.”

  “Why not?” Tiff’s face had hardened into a frown.

  “I mean how am I going to live with them. I’ll be permanently in my room with my rabbit.” I exclaimed.

  “They met at work. I wonder if they met behind the camera or in front of it?” Kayla asked.

  “You mean they might do the porn?” For the bazillionth time that day my jaw hung open, I was going to need a physician for jaw spasms if I carried on.

  “Could have started that way. You will have to ask them once they live here.” She added. “You need to phone them, like now, before they look anywhere else. They are sexy as fuck and they can help teach you sex by showing you their movies. They might even let you visit the set and get some hands-on experience.” Kayla chuckeled wickedly.

  I walked back into the kitchen and drank some more red wine. “I did it. I fucking did it.” I told the girls. “I got two hot as fuck male roommates. Now get the pizza ordered. We need to celebrate.”

  Chapter Two

  Haley

  I was amazed at how fast we all settled into the new arrangement. The guys worked long hours and often called to see if I wanted takeout. They were going to make me fat. I already had an ass larger than Kim Kardashian’s. If they did not stop feeding me I was gonna be as wide as I was tall, being as I was only a little over five feet. Chase was a talker. I reckoned I knew his whole life story by now and that of Todd too as Chase had no filter and just said everything he thought. He was so cheeky with it though. His blue eyes sparkled when he said something risque. Todd was not quiet either, though he struggled to get a word in edge-ways with Chase. Often he rolled his eyes at me and shook his head. It was nice then on times like tonight when Todd was home and Chase still working and I got to talk with him a little more.

  “So, tell me more about how you started GoDown Films,” I asked him while trying to capture noodles with chopsticks. Chase had given a very speedy version of events, seeing as he ran at the mouth, but I wanted to know the longer, with all of the details, version.

  “Simple really. I was working as an attorney and had to assist a company with the legal side of getting their business started. I saw how the big players in the porn world did not take kindly to anyone muscling in on that territory. Came across a few guys I would rather keep on my good side. I learned it could be pretty lucrative as long as you didn’t overstep. So, I set my own small business up, that didn’t worry any of the big players. Soon I did not need to be an attorney any more, which was twisting my balls. I had met Chase via the other company, he was a cameraman. We had had drinks a few times and hit it off, both of us wanting to make money, and he left the other fledgling business and joined in my enterprise. We never looked back. By keeping it small, we are left to get on with it.”

  “God, it sounds dangerous, like the mob or something.”

  “It is like any business, you have competition. With the adult entertainment industry, you can imagine, some of the bigger players send in the heavies if you are taking money or models away from them. We have learned how to work alongside them, we are no threat and they leave us alone. We reckon we will only need to work for about another five years and we should be financially set. Then we are done. It will be time to look around for the perfect woman and do the whole havi
ng kids bit.”

  “Wow, sounds like you have it all worked out,” I said, wishing my own life had any hint of a happy future in it.

  “It is all still dreams at the moment, Haley. Gotta have dreams.”

  “I have nightmares instead,” I told him.

  “How so? You are a beautiful woman. How come there is no Mr. Haley?” Todd’s eyes fixed on me with that dark, brooding stare and I kinda lost my train of thought for a second.

  “I don’t have any luck with men. Tiff and Kayla are trying to help me. I can’t really say why, because it is embarrassing.”

  “I wouldn’t say anything, Haley. I know we have only been roomies for a couple of months but you can talk to me.”

  I sighed. “I suck at sex.”

  Todd almost choked on a noodle.

  “Why on earth would you think that?”

  “I have been told several times. Even Kayla and Tiffany seem to have given up on me as I can’t get the hang of practicing blow jobs on bananas. I hate bananas.”

  I realize Todd is almost puce in the face and I can’t work out if that is because of my declaration or because of his almost choking. I get up and get him a glass of water which is gratefully received.

  “Sorry,” I tell him. “I tend to overshare.”

  “No, I asked. I just was not expecting you to say that.”

  “Well, Tiff wondered whether you might let me watch filming sometime so I can get an idea, but I’ll be honest I have watched pornos and I do not know how the women bobs up and down like that.”

  “You can’t learn from porn, it’s unrealistic. We have all sorts of tricks of the trade and most people do not conduct their sex lives like that.”

  “You say that but Kayla lives in a polyamorous relationship and Tiffany had threesomes with her husband and a man who owns a sex club.”

  “Did someone say sex club?” Chase walks through the door. “Where, and when are we going.”