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by Gisele St. Claire


  “Now, I didn’t say I wouldn’t go. Did I?” Todd retorted. “I’d just like it if for once you discussed things with me before you went jumping in with both feet.”

  Chase waved a hand in front of his own face. “Do I ever do that?”

  “No.” Todd sighed. “You don’t. I am wasting my breath.” Then he smiled at me. “You get that bonus darlin’ and we will go on that vacation with you.”

  I leapt up and hugged each of them in turn. “You guys are amazing, thank you.”

  The pizza arrived and we sat stuffing our faces. Thankfully, Brandon was obviously too busy in bed with Tiff to notice the arrival of the high calorie delivery.

  “So how long have you two been together?” I asked when we were all laid back in various places around the living room rubbing our stomachs. I was on the couch, Todd was laid across the chair and Chase was lying across the floor.

  “Two years,” Todd said. “We met at work. Both had girlfriends at the time. We hit it off as buddies and went on a double-date. Not long afterwards we realized we preferred each other to our girlfriends.”

  “I’d had both male and female partners before,” Chase added, but Todd was straight until then.

  “I’d been curious, but not done anything,” Todd said. “I was confused because I really liked pussy and found women attractive. I knew you could be bisexual but kind of didn’t believe it. I thought you would be more one thing than another. That it was a confused mind rather than a perfectly normal thing.”

  “So, we have had a committed relationship with each other, as in no more male partners in the last eighteen months, but we have had an open relationship where pussy is concerned,” Chase added.

  “But, that is something else we are looking to change,” Todd said. “We are going to look for a woman who can complete our relationship. Become part of a committed threesome. We know it could take time and it runs a risk of things not working out, but we would like a family someday, a stable family life and that’s where we see our future. We don’t want to be out seeking pussy and the other one not involved. It doesn’t seem right anymore.” Todd looked at me intently. “I guess this is a lot to take in, right?”

  “No, it’s really not. I totally get it. It’s a progression of your relationship to the next level that works for you. I applaud you for making such a great choice between you. You seem to have your shit together which is a lot more than other couples I know. Can I be honest about something?” The conversation and the beer in the afternoon had loosened my tongue.

  “Sure,” Todd said.

  “I am really surprised but I find the thought of you two together, in general, a turn on. When I was in my room before I was curious. I looked up some MMF. Tiff had told me a little already this morning about what you were looking for, so I kinda wanted to check out what it was about.”

  “Your ‘little death’ scream was at an MMF movie?” Chase’s eyes widened.

  “Yeah,” I said, wondering why I’d confessed that and hoping I hadn’t made things awkward.

  Chase leaped up. “So, we think you’re hot. Do you think you might try with us? Date us, with a view to it maybe leading to something else? I am more than willing to teach you about sex.”

  My mouth fell open and I bet my eyes bulged with shock. I was completely speechless.

  Todd put his head in his hands. “Discussion, Chase. For fuck’s sake, discussion first.”

  “I am discussing it. What the hell else am I doing? There are words and they are being directed at Haley. Discussion.”

  “More like word vomit pouring from your mouth, but it’s done now. So,” Todd gave me that intense look again. “Do you want to date us both, Haley?”

  Chapter Five

  Haley

  “So how about we take you out to dinner on Monday evening as a first date?” Chase asked.

  “No can do. It’s girls night Mondays at Tiffs.”

  “Does Brandon join in with any nail painting?” he asked.

  “No,” I giggled. “Brandon is usually at the gym, or he goes for a beer. We used to have a girls night every Monday when the girls both lived here. It was a tradition.”

  “Well, we could do something similar?”

  I shrugged. “Thanks but it wouldn’t be the same. It was chick flicks and moaning about men basically, oh and gossip from work. We will probably stop doing them soon because everyone’s moving on with their lives.”

  “Why don’t you still have them here on a Monday? We can make ourselves scarce. If we are going to be in a relationship it would be healthy for you to have some time with your friends to be able to kick back and relax.”

  “Chase, we haven’t even taken her on a date yet.”

  “Haley?” Chase came over to me and put his arm around me. “When we came for the interview, did you think to yourself, these guys will be great roommates or these HOT guys can move in anytime because I can perve at them all day?”

  “Kinda the second one to be honest.”

  “I have nothing further your honor,” Chase said to Todd.

  “I would love to be able to move girlie night back here if that was okay with you two. Half the time Tiff’s doesn’t have any clean mugs or plates. I like to prepare snacks etc. It’s fun.”

  “That it, it’s settled then. From tomorrow evening, we shall leave you to your friends and then Tuesday night we are taking you on a date. Where would you like to go?”

  I sucked on my lip while in thought. “Could we go back to the Italian restaurant I went to on my first disastrous date with Malcolm? It was really nice in there. I would like to wipe my memories of being there with him and replace them with some new ones.”

  “Done. Call and make reservations for eight-thirty.” Chase commanded. He so made me laugh.

  We spent the evening ordering yet more takeout and watching game shows. I felt so comfortable with these guys like I had known them forever. The thought of getting to know them intimately made my stomach bubble with both excitement and anxiety. The risk was that we could ruin the happy roommate situation we had going on, but then, what the hell, there were other roommates and to be honest if this didn’t work I would probably go join a convent anyway.

  “Look, Todd, she’s smiling and the contestant just said she recently lost her husband. I do believe our Haley is daydreaming about our huge cocks.”

  “Shut up,” I yelled at Chase and picking up a cushion I whacked him with it in the chest.

  “If you want to knock the wind out of me, you need to whack me with that fat ass, not a tiny cushion.” Chase grabbed me and pulled me across his lap.

  “Stop it, Oh my God, Chase what are you doing?”

  “I am having a feel of this lovely ass.” He gave it a slap.

  “Ooh, it is so bouncy. Come and have a feel, Todd.”

  “Leave the poor woman alone.” Todd stood up. “Come on, we are off to bed.”

  Chase stood me back on my feet. “Remember where we left off for Tuesday.” Then he winked and they left me in the living room.

  At Greens the next day I couldn’t help but keep smiling to myself because I had two gorgeous men taking me out the next evening and also I might be having some dirty, hot sex. At last!

  I noted that Malcolm kept watching me, with a narrowing of his eyes. I ignored him and kept tapping into my computer, making notes for a presentation I had to make tomorrow afternoon.

  A colleague called me to help with the photocopier and when I got back Malcolm was near my desk. Fortunately, I had all my documents password protected so the only thing he could have looked at was my mobile laid on the top of my desk.

  “Something you need, Malcolm?” I asked.

  “No, not at all. I was just wondering how you were getting on with King Park. Only I have been speaking to a couple of the developers.”

  This didn’t bother me. I knew Arthur Green, our Owner would not like Malcolm going directly to the developers. The developers went through him. It was ultimately his say so. My
meeting tomorrow was with Arthur and the main developer but Malcolm didn’t know that.

  “Ah, that’s fantastic. I also have a meeting about the development tomorrow.”

  “You do? Well, I’m very pleased for you. Let the best man or woman win, yes?”

  “Indeed.” I gave him a tight smile. “Will that be all then, Malcolm? I am very busy.”

  He backed away in his dark black suit looking like a retreating slug. I could not believe I had ever entertained the thought of dating him. I picked up my phone. I had a message from Chase.

  I called Leonies. Table for three booked for 8.30pm. Todd and I look forward to enjoyable discussions about our deal!

  The message box was marked as already open. I smirked to myself. If Malcolm was as pathetic as I thought he would be, my date tomorrow would be even more fun.

  “Haley, baby. I missed you, bitch.” Kayla bent down and ruffled the top of my head.

  “It has only been a week. Get off me and get in the kitchen. You can get that wine you brought with you opened.”

  “Yes, Miss.” She saluted me.

  “How are things anyway?” I asked her. Kayla looked pretty as a picture. The sun had brought out her freckles and she had a healthy glow to her usually milk-white skin. She was wearing a floral tea dress and looked stunning and I told her so.

  “Why thank you.” She did a twirl. “The dress is down to a lovely little vintage unit near the gallery and the healthy glow is due to nude sunbathing in the back yard and lots of sex.”

  “How is the gallery?” I asked, diverting her from the subject of sex until Tiff was here too.

  “Amazing. Daniel has had an interest in a picture we all did together called Submit. I think his career could be about to explode.”

  “That is amazing for him.”

  “I know. The guy works so hard. His paintings are selling so quickly right now and people are on a wait list for his works. He has been offered ridiculous amounts of money for commissioned works but refuses now to paint portraits. He wants to paint what he wants and while people are waiting to buy whatever he produces, why not?”

  “Why not indeed?”

  “Hi, girls.” Tiff walked through the door and planted herself straight onto the couch. “I am fucked and not from Brandon. I have been all over the place today. Sold a condo in Queens and a brownstone in New York’s Upper East Side.”

  “Just stay away from King Park.”

  “You so have that in the bag.”

  “Not according to Malcolm.”

  “God, I hate that man. He does nothing but stare at my tits.”

  “Tiff, we all stare at your tits, darling, they’re huge,” Kayla added.

  “Not like him. He’s a slimeball.”

  “He will get what is coming to him. I shall make sure of it. I am a firm believer in karma.” I told them. “Right, let’s eat because we have tons to gossip about.”

  The poor chick flick never got played that evening because we didn’t come up for air. Tiff told us that she and Brandon were going to try for a baby which brought tears of joy to us all. Kayla was so obviously happy with her home life and new career helping sell art. She said she didn’t miss Greens at all, mainly because there the boss didn’t call her up in the middle of the day for a massive sex marathon. Tiff and I thought of old Arthur Green with his bald pate and pot belly and made a mock heave. The guy was lovely, and around sixty-two years of age.

  “Well, ladies. Tomorrow evening, I have a date.” I announced, followed by my breaking out into a beaming smile.

  Tiff and Kayla exchanged a look.

  “What was that look all about. Aren’t you pleased for me?” I asked. I haven’t even told you who it’s with yet.”

  “Haley, babes. All your recent dates have gone to shit. We are worried rather than excited.”

  “Well, I have high hopes for this one because I know them already?”

  “Well, we know it’s not Malcolm, so who is it with?” Kayla asked.

  “Chase and Todd.”

  Tiff squealed while Kayla’s forehead creased. “Chase and Todd.”

  “Yes, I am taking a leaf out of your books and I am going out with two men at the same time.”

  “Fuck me,” Kayla said. “That didn’t take you long.”

  “I am so happy,” Tiff said. “I kinda set the situation up. Henry knows them.”

  “Ahhh, so have they been part of the club scene?”

  “I think so,” Tiff said. “I guess you’d know more about that than me though Hales.”

  “I’ll ask them tomorrow on our date.” I scrunched up my nose in excitement.

  “So they’re okay with sharing you?” Kayla asked. “Only it can become problematic. People get jealous. We had some issues at first. Parker can get very jealous at times.”

  “Well, that’s something we’ll have to work out but they’re together, Kayla. To-ge-ther. I’d be their female.”

  “An MMF? You’re a fucking unicorn.”

  I scratched my cheek. “I’m a what?”

  “A unicorn. Some people don’t like it being called that so don’t say it out loud anywhere like the club if you go, but it’s a term for when bisexual men seek a female partner to have their babies, I think. Something like that anyway.”

  “And they said unicorns didn’t exist and yet I may become one. Can I get rainbow colored hair?”

  “That’s My Little Pony, not a unicorn. Now, anyway, don’t get carried away. See how the date goes. No harm done if you decide to change your mind.” Tiff said.

  “Fuck them first,” Kayla said. “Then decide.”

  “You are so, oh my God, so Kayla, sometimes,” Tiffany groaned.

  “Well, what happened to you Tiff. ‘See how the date goes’. You turned up to the condo and fucked Henry’s brains out without a second thought.”

  “Yes, but this is our little Hales.”

  “Stop being shortist,” I giggled. I’m only a month younger than you and two months younger than Kayla.

  “Indeed, sweetheart, listen to the voice of experience.” Kayla winked.

  “So, what should I wear tomorrow?” I asked them. “They already know what I look like at my best and my worst. Do I still make an effort?”

  “Absolutely,” they both said in unison.

  “It’s a date. You dress up for the date just as you would any date. Let them know you are willing to make an effort for them.” Tiff said.

  “Seriously fuckable underwear underneath the dress. Lace, as see-through as possible, but no peepholes or crotchless on a first date, leave that for the second when they have already seen everything. Just a tease first time around.”

  I glanced over at Tiffany and took in her face as she looked at Kayla like she couldn’t believe what she had just said. For a minute I imagined being in a room with Chase and Kayla together and I burst out laughing.

  “What’s so funny?”

  “I just miss you ladies. I’m looking forward to a possible new future but Monday nights have to stay forever you two. Promise me.”

  They both agreed to the promise and then something Kayla said earlier came to the front of my mind.

  “Kayla. Earlier, you said something about a painting, that you all did it together. What do you mean? Have you become an artist too?”

  “Christ, no.” Kayla guffawed. “The three of us covered ourselves in paint and fucked on a canvas. Something I said gave Daniel the idea.” She looked at our faces. “I know it sounds gross but seriously, the picture is amazing. It’s like our love displayed across the canvas. We did two and our other one is up on the living room wall.”

  “Well, look at that, Kayla might be maturing. Love displayed across the canvas.” Tiff mimicked.

  “Yeah, right, those are Daniel’s words. I focused more on how well hung the men were than the canvas.”

  We rolled our eyes and laughed.

  Chapter Six

  Haley

  I felt strangely nervous all day. Although I ke
pt telling myself I was just going out to eat with my roommates and to not think past that, I couldn’t help it. I was wondering if I had made a huge mistake. Why hadn’t I stuck to my original plan and gone to the club? Malcolm kept looking at me and smirking too which was pissing me off. I did not have the energy to deal with his crap today. I was so nervous about the date tonight that my meeting with Arthur and the developer went like a dream. My presentation was immaculate.

  I could tell Arthur was pleased. His face stayed relaxed throughout the meeting and he didn’t remove his jacket. If Arthur got tense, he got hot and the jacket came off. The developer, Elias King, took me by surprise. I didn’t know what I expected but it hadn’t been a good-looking older man. He looked to be in his mid-forties with a sprinkling of black and gray stubble to his chin and salt and pepper hair, spiked on the top. Most men his age wouldn’t get away with that hairstyle but he did. The pull of his shirt across his chest suggested he kept in shape. When we first met, his handshake had been firm and his hands soft, an indication that he may have started out in construction but now his business was conducted in boardrooms.

  “I want someone I can work closely with on this development. Someone I can trust implicitly. I anticipate most of the properties will sell off to wealthy clientele…clientele who may not want others to be aware of their purchase. At this price range they could be, how can I put it, choosy, with their requirements.”

  “Haley handles many of our more exclusive residences. That’s why I felt she would be a good fit for your development.” Arthur commented.

  I smiled. “I’ve dealt with very many wealthy clients and choosy requests. Obviously, I can’t give you details as it’s all entirely confidential, but I can assure you that your potential buyers will all be handled with the utmost discretion.”

  “Well, I’m very happy with what I’ve seen here today, Arthur, and I would like to accept Haley as my Realtor for the development. Haley, my PA will be in touch to arrange for us to meet at the development so I can show you around personally. I know you’ve visited before but I’d like to ensure you have all my vision for the place. King Park, is, in my mind, a unique development.”

 

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