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Even though they had invited Elliot over for dinner, Rachel didn’t have anything planned. Her plans were to get the three of them into bed, and now they were there, she was in no mood to leave the cozy warmth. To be honest, she didn’t want to leave the two men alone, sure they’d get up to something sexy once she left the room, and whatever it might be, she wanted to be included. Since none of them wanted to get dressed, going out to eat wouldn’t work, either. In the end, they decided to order pizza.
Someone still had to answer the door when it came, though. “You should go,” Rachel said, playfully nudging Elliot with her foot.
She sat between her husband and their guest, leaning against Jason’s side with her legs in Elliot’s lap. Both men had their backs to the headboard, propped up on pillows. Jason’s arm was draped around Rachel’s shoulders. When she nudged Elliot again, he caught her foot and ran his fingertips over the bottom of it.
She squirmed and laughed. “Stop it!” But when she tried to pull away, he kept a firm grip on her ankle with one hand and threaded the fingers of his other between her toes.
Elliot groaned. “Why me? In case you forgot, you two invited me to dinner. It’s bad enough I had to order it.” He held up his phone, the online ordering app still open.
“Well, we paid for it,” Rachel reasoned.
With a shrug, Elliot said, “So Jason should do it.”
“Me? Why?” Jason’s legs were entwined with Elliot’s; it was obvious neither man planned on getting out of bed anytime soon.
Well, neither did Rachel. “Technically you are the man of the house,” she pointed out.
Elliot gave her a sardonic look. “Him? You really expect me to believe that?”
That made them all laugh. Then Jason shook his arm free from Rachel’s. “You should go,” he told her.
“Me?” Rachel squeaked, indignant. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Elliot shook his phone to draw attention to it. The open app showed their order was on the way, and tracked their pizza’s progress in real time. “Three minutes out. Should we tell him to just leave it on the porch? One of us will get it eventually?”
Suddenly Jason’s stomach rumbled as if in protest.
Rachel elbowed him. “You get it. You’re the hungriest.”
“I don’t want to get dressed,” Jason whined.
“I don’t want to, either,” Rachel said, pouting.
Elliot tugged on her leg playfully. “What are you talking about? Your dress just pulls on and off. So you’re it.”
“I don’t want to be it,” Rachel groused.
Jason laughed. “Does it count as getting dressed if you don’t put on your underwear?”
She rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. “Fine. I’ll get the damn pizza.” Before she could change her mind, she crawled out from between the men and took her time crossing to the end of the bed, letting them get a good look at her backside. It’s a crime to cover such a fine ass, she thought.
Out loud, she only told them, “You better not be having sex when I get back.”
“Well, don’t take too long then,” Elliot countered. He ran a foot up the back of her thigh and eased his toes between her buttocks to goose her.
She slapped his foot away and jumped off the bed. Snagging her dress off the floor, she pulled it on over her head and tugged to straighten it. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric, but eh, who cared? Give the delivery boy a free show.
“I’m going to eat the whole pizza all by myself if I come back here and find you two getting freaky,” she warned as she left.
Behind her, she heard Jason say, “No, don’t! Wait until she gets back. I really want some of that pizza.”
And when the pizza’s gone, Rachel thought, I already know what I’m going to want for dessert. It’d be her turn with Elliot and his pierced dick while Jason tapped his sexy ass.
The doorbell rang and Rachel jogged to answer the door, already looking forward to getting back to the bedroom and out of her dress again. Eating pizza naked in bed sounded a bit decadent, but she couldn’t wait for what would come after that.
THE END
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