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Dinner for Three Ch. 01

By: Jet_Lagged



"Damn. I hate this stupid thing..."

"Nat, you have to give it a chance to catch up with you." Adam laughed. "How can you be so incredibly patient with your kids at work, but your computer makes you worse than a 2-year old?" 

Natalie drummed her fingers on the edge of the keyboard. She glanced over her shoulder at Adam and said, "Yeah, but my kids have problems. They're supposed to go slow, make bad decisions, have tantrums -- and I get paid to be patient with them. I shelled out $1300 bucks and this thing is just supposed to work."

"Okay then. Think about it this way. You bought a really high-functioning idiot savant..."

Natalie interrupted him, "'Autistic.' Come on, you know how I feel about that phrase." Given her job and daily interaction with autistic kids, she hated the 'idiot' term.

"Right—sorry." Adam winced at his stupidity for forgetting how committed Natalie was to her kids. "Just realize that thing's got a limited set of tricks but can do them really fast. Other than that, it's a hunk of metal, sand, plastic and..."

Natalie had heard this before from Adam and still didn't buy it. "And it's supposed to do what I need it to do, when I need it to do it. Oh, I'm tired of this for now; forget it. I just wanted to show you the pictures from our drive up the coast last month."

Once Natalie's frustration had kicked-in, Adam had left the couch and approached the table where she sat with her laptop. He was reluctant to leave now that he'd found such a good excuse to be close to her. Her lavender shampoo mingled with fragrant steam rising from the tea next to her machine. With her leaning over to put her hands on the keyboard, her ripped-collar t-shirt was hanging tantalizingly open from his perspective. He noticed the lack of any outline from bra straps on her shoulders and the soft cotton came to clear points rather than rounded on her chest. He said. "Hang on. A little patience if you please. See—it finally caught up. Next time don't hit the thing that says 'F: Drive' when you're not on your network at school. When you do it here, you'll just end up sitting and waiting while it tries to find something that's not there."

Natalie gave an unhappy sigh. "So you're saying this was..."

"User error. Yep—that about sums it up." Adam had enjoyed her big sigh which had drawn her shoulders back and he'd been rewarded with a momentary view of the vale between the rise of each breast when she'd exhaled. Natalie wasn't 'stacked' as his friends would say, but she was curved in all the right ways as far as he was concerned. When she'd let her breath go, Adam had glimpsed the elegant, gentle inside curve of her right breast and even the pale skin of her mid-section which was all scrunched due to her seated position. 

Adam reached around her shoulder and said, "Where'd you put the pictures? In here? Ah—look there they are; exactly where they're supposed to be." Adam let go of the mouse and, as casually as he could, placed his hand flat on her back. He reveled in the warmth of her skin through the thin shirt but was careful not to linger. "Alright. Let me see this beach you were telling me about."

"Finally! Okay—so. Remember that Laurie and I went down to that Development Techniques conference in Ashland? When it was done, we decided to take an extra day off and come back the long way. We cut out to 101 and poked our way north. I think we must have checked out a dozen beaches. We were trying to find really out-of-the-way spots. We found a place...hell, I don't even know its name...a little more than an hour south of Newport that was amazing. It was the best tide pool-ing I'd ever seen."

Adam went and got a chair from the eating nook next to the small kitchen. Natalie shifted her chair over a foot or so in order for them both to see, leaned back and clasped both hands around her tea cup. 

Adam asked, "Must've been cold. March can be nasty on the coast."

"No, actually. We got lucky. It was a crazy beautiful day—we couldn't believe how warm it was. We must've found that little inlet at low tide because the rocks were totally exposed. There were, like, thousands of sea stars on the ocean-side of the rocks. Yeah, see—in that one there we found a whole mound of them stacked on top of each other."

Natalie had happily relinquished the mouse to Adam. He was flipping slowly through the pictures and commenting on items of interest. She was looking at his profile and was struck once again by her reaction to him. He was a 'guy, guy.' He was a sports fan, he wasn't into his appearances but wasn't a slob, he had a goatee, he was athletic, he liked to wear beat-up baseball hats...he should have been blah. And yet, she knew he was more than casually athletic with his road cycling which made him trim and really fit. The same focus that he applied to his biking seemed to carry into other areas of his life as well. Yet for all the guy-ness he was so thoughtful—he was always aware of the people around him in a supportive way without simpering. She'd become increasingly attracted to him which was a complete surprise to her. Girls were usually more her speed. 

"Nat—you nerd." Adam was laughing at a picture of Natalie doing her best explorer-on-a-rock, eyes shielded by a hand, looking into the distance pose. "You look more like you've got sand in your eyes."

Natalie hit him on the shoulder. She was about to say something pithy back, but remembered a moment too late that this was the last picture she wanted him to see. She'd been leaning back with her tea and was a beat slow in reaching for the mouse.

"Ah—wow." Adam blushed crimson but couldn't take his eyes away from the picture in front of him. Natalie was laying on a smooth rock in the sun. She wore only a pair of panties, her shirt having been relegated to being a blanket on the rock under her. Her bra was nowhere to be found. 

Natalie was frozen with indecision. Should she make a big deal of this and slam down the cover of the laptop, or just let him see the rest? Then she remembered the picture Laurie had set up with the automatic timer—kissing with bodies mashed together. Natalie felt flushed at the memory of had happened next when Laurie had eaten her on that rock, in the open. It had been one of the most exhilarating rushes she'd ever had. Yet she knew Adam had no clue that she and Laurie did more than just share the apartment.

Adam wanted to look away, but he was entranced. Flat stomach, panties snuggly encasing her mons, the high curve of her hips and her chest was perfection for his tastes. Her nipples were clearly hard from the cool ocean air, and there was a slight rise to her breasts even though she was on her back. Her eyes were closed and her face was turned to the sun with her dark hair splayed across the rock. He knew he shouldn't be seeing anything more even if he was dying to click the mouse again. He gently closed the laptop cover and sat back; he didn't know what to say. Not that he could have said much with a mouth and throat that had hastily gone dry. 

Natalie broke the silence, "Err, sorry about that." She gave a nervous chuckle. "I forgot to move those. I hate that stupid machine."

"Don't worry about it. I'll never complain about pictures like that." He rotated in the chair to face her. "For what it's worth—you're gorgeous." Adam's blush deepened further. He wanted to say more but couldn't bring himself to do it. How he could be twenty-six and still unable to talk directly to Natalie about his feelings for her? Of course, who was he kidding—this was the first time he'd ever allowed himself to feel this way. About anyone. There'd been plenty of girlfriends but they'd never penetrated his resolve or had this effect on him. His hesitance with Natalie was a constant source of frustration.

Natalie was flattered by his reaction. His embarrassment was genuine and the fact that he'd lingered on the picture before being a gentleman by turning it off was so 'him.' Natalie made up her mind and started to lean in to kiss him when a key jangled in the lock to the apartment. The metallic clang of the deadbolt shattered the moment. 

Adam could've sworn she was going to kiss him but when Laurie's keys hit the door, Natalie got up and he couldn't tell if she was simply moving to put down her tea. He could never get a bead on her feelings for him, and thus he once again failed to intuit what her intentions had been. Natalie jumped up and crossed to the door which completely dissolved any possibility that something further was going to develop. 

Natalie grabbed a grocery bag from her roommate's overflowing arms. She grimaced and glared at Laurie—the timing had been beyond cruel. 

Laurie could instantly tell that something was up. She was about to ask if everything was okay but Natalie gave her a warning with her eyes. So she went for casual instead. "Hey, Adam. How's it going?" 

Adam tapped his fingers on the laptop wishing he could reopen it. He turned to the door and got up to help with the groceries. "Hey, Laurie. Things are okay. Can I help with those?" 

"Sure. There are two more down in my car. Can you lock it before you come back up?" 

Adam was glad for a respite from the apartment. "Yeah, no problem." He grabbed Laurie's keys from the lock and took the stairs two at a time down to the street. 

The moment he was out the door Laurie asked, "What's going on?" 

Natalie blew a sigh. She gave Laurie a quick hello peck on the lips. "Oh, I showed him the pictures from our drive up the coast and forgot about the sunbathing shots."

Laurie gave a giggle and put her hand over her mouth. "Oops. Yeah, you were on that rock and...oh, shit. Did he see the one I..."

"No. He closed the lid when he saw the first one." 

"Wow, chivalry lives."

Natalie smiled. "I know. That's just it. He's a great guy."

Light dawned for Laurie. "Ah...I see. And you're interested." 

The sound of size-12 shoes on the stairs along with the rustle of paper bags abruptly put a stop to the conversation.

Adam used his butt to push the door closed and set the bags on the counter. "I'd love to hang guys, but I've gotta run." 

Laurie gave Adam a quick hug to say thanks for the help. "Aw, come on. Stay for dinner. I picked up some fresh pasta—I picked up plenty."

Laurie was shorter than Natalie and had to reach up to hug him. Adam tried unsuccessfully to ignore the press of Laurie's body against his. She had more curves than Natalie, but she wasn't out of proportion. Her blonde hair was cut high in the back and came down to severe points in front. Somehow it really worked to frame her face. 

Adam wanted to stay. He always wanted to be around Natalie, but felt like he needed a little space. He'd decided to say something to her the next time they were alone, but it would be hard being in the apartment while Laurie was around. "Nah—thanks. I have to work on my bike. I've got a race next weekend and I've been putting off changing out some stuff on it. I'll catch up with you guys soon." He turned to go, but found Natalie between him and the door.

She said, "Come on, the bike can wait." Natalie had walked over to him when she saw that he was gearing up to leave. She put her hand on his arm and looked him in the eye. "Stay for dinner. Please."

****

The pasta had been worth staying; Laurie hadn't lied. The three of them were at the small kitchen table and well into their second bottle of red. All of them were a slightly lit. The table was strewn with bread crumbs from the remains of a baguette and there wasn't much left of the asparagus or the salad. Adam's normal fare was cereal for dinner if he was at his place, the fact that these two always cooked for each other amazed him. It wasn't that he didn't have money, coding apps for the bank paid well; he just wouldn't spend his time cooking if he had the choice. He loved these meals with Natalie and Laurie which he'd been joining them for occasionally over the past few years since he'd met Natalie. 

Adam stood and grabbed a third bottle of wine from the rack on the counter. His earlier reticence had faded under the salve of good food and great company. "You guys up for another? It's Friday after all." He raised the bottle in a general toast to the weekend. 

Laurie pushed back from the table and got up. "You bet. But I've got to get out of these work clothes. I'll be right back."

Adam cut the sealing foil and pulled the cork. He topped-off Natalie's glass and put the bottle on the table. He motioned for her to stay seated. "Don't—I've got it. It's the least I can do since you guys feed me so well." He shuttled plates and serving dishes up to the counter. His thoughts were churning on what he could possibly say to Natalie now that they were alone, but he couldn't come up with anything. So he focused on scraping the dishes and loading the dishwasher. 

He'd spent years convincing himself he didn't need someone close to him. His parents had shown him that relationships were sources of pain and he'd begun to believe his own bullshit that he didn't need one until he'd met Natalie. Even though she'd never given him overt signals, he'd grown more and more interested in her. Hell, rather than positive signals he seemed to run into a wall of indifference from her time and again just when he thought they were on track to get together. 

After a minute or two, the sound of a door in the hall opened and another closed. Then the shower kicked on. It would be a little while until Laurie joined them again.

Natalie sipped her wine. She watched him. It was stupid, but the fact that he was doing the dishes was unquestionably sexy. He was lean and she knew even more athletic than he looked due to the many hours peddling his bike. And he was so damn smart, but somehow never managed to make her feel inadequate. He'd helped her through her calc homework—hell, the whole class. She'd never have had the grades to get into her graduate program if he hadn't been working that course. She'd avoided math like the plague during college, but it turned out she had to take calculus as a pre-req. for grad school. Her great grades in undergrad psych, history and biology were useless in the face of the mysterious equations that filled her text book. Adam had been assisting the professor to make extra money while finishing his masters on some kind of math that she could barely pronounce. Through that whole experience he could've made her feel like an idiot, but he was supportive instead. 

Natalie sipped more wine and noticed that with his sleeves rolled up she could see the muscles in Adam's forearms working under the skin. Nice arms. Nice ass for that matter.

Adam finished in the kitchen, picked up his wine glass and made his way to the couch. He leaned his head back and steadied the glass on an out-stretched leg. He was wracking his brain for a topic to start with Natalie and was failing miserably. All he could see in his mind was her on that rock. The rise of her panties from the flat of her lower stomach was etched in his thoughts and driving him to distraction. He wanted to straddle her legs and to kiss all around her mound. Kiss the thighs, the hips, the pliable skin of her tummy, and then to push his nose into the soft fabric to draw in her arousal. He realized that he had to stop his train of thought or he was going to get into an embarrassing state. So much for being a gentleman.

Natalie grabbed the bottle and her glass before crossing the few feet into the living room. She looked at his exposed neck and wanted to kiss it. She knew Laurie would be okay with Adam. The strange thing about their relationship was that boys were fair game, other girls were strictly off-limits. Laurie was more balanced in her proclivity for guys and girls, but Natalie wasn't generally interested in guys. She'd been with a few and enjoyed those experiences but it just wasn't as comfortable for her as it was with Laurie. So why was Adam different?

Natalie asked, "You want a refill there, Mr. Dishwasher?" 

A grin ranged across his face. "Mmm. That'd be good."

Adam opened his eyes in time to watch her pour the wine. She furrowed her brow as she concentrated on not spilling on his leg. It was the same look when she focused on anything. He'd watched that furrow form so many times it'd become a weather vane to determine how hard she was concentrating. He doubted she even knew she was doing it. He was about to sit up when she innocently bent at the waist to put the bottle on the low table. The torn collar draped open and he had an unexpected view of her right breast. All of it. The nipple just barely touched the shirt and he could guess that it would be slightly up-turned when she was standing. The skin was un-tanned but tinted auburn from the light passing through the fabric. It stole his breath away, but she hadn't noticed and dropped to sit cross-legged on the floor. His pulse jumped involuntarily. 

Laurie's bedroom door opened and she padded down the hall in bare feet. She stopped at the thermostat and adjusted it higher. She wore black leggings and a loose-fitting, comfortable top. Damp, darkened hair hung straight and seemed glossy in the light of the room. Adam noticed the sway of her chest and saw the trace of her nipples against the fabric. Apparently post work-week attire didn't call for bras. He was all for their dress code. 

Laurie snagged her glass from the dinner table and walked into the living room area. She went over to a small set of speakers where an iPhone was plugged in and selected some tunes. While she was doing this Adam was treated to her tightly clad ass. Her legs were slightly parted and he could have sworn he saw the rounded push of her sex at the juncture of her legs. 

When the music came on, Laurie spun around and did a little dance move before joining Natalie on the floor. Laurie said, "So I know what we're going to do."

Adam raised an eyebrow. "Yeah? What's that?" Laurie rummaged under the coffee table while mumbling to herself.

Natalie shook her head. She knew the look on her friend's face and could tell she was up to some mischief. "This can't be good. When she starts talking to herself we should be afraid. Be very afraid."

Laurie triumphantly held up a deck of cards. "I knew they were under there somewhere." She talked to the deck of cards. "You little bastards thought you could hide from me, but no! I got you."

"The mighty huntress." Adam laughed at her and threw a small pillow from the couch but it sailed harmlessly over Laurie's head. 

"Missed me, bitch." Laurie laughed.

"I had to aim high otherwise the wine..."

"Not interested in your excuses." Laurie wasn't going to be deterred from her original idea. "As I said, I've decided on the night's entertainment. Actually—I think it will be far more entertaining for me than you two." 

Natalie knew that Laurie was a beast at drinking games. "Oh, no. Not Asshole. You'll kill us at that."

Laurie scoffed. "No, no, no. We're going to play contract bridge. Jeez-uz. Okay—so not Asshole. Alright, we'll start with something simple. Hi-Lo. Ever do that one, Adam?"

Adam's friends in college had been as creative as most. He'd worked his way through assorted games and had some stories to share like everyone. "Sure—no problem."

Natalie rolled her eyes. "Great. You pick a game like Hi-Lo with the one guy we know who can actually count cards." She was smiling though and shifted her position up onto her knees. Laurie had shuffled the deck and Natalie reached for the top card. "Rules?"

Laurie grabbed a card as well. "We'll make it simple. Max bet is three sips. A war doubles the bet."

Adam took his card. "Got it. Laurie, you go first." He held his card up against his forehead, number side facing out as did the other two.

"Fine. I'll start tame—one sip against you, Nat. I'm low."



Dinner for Three Ch. 01



Natalie could see that Laurie had a 7 of diamonds, but Laurie had probably seen a high card on Natalie's head. "Adam. Two sips and I'm high." She laughed at the unintended pun.

Adam was looking at Natalie's face. She had a 3 of clubs on her forehead. Laurie had set her up by making Natalie think she had a high card. He said to Natalie, "I'll take that bet. Two sips—and I'm higher than you." He pulled his card down to see he'd had the 6 of spades. 

Natalie swore and called Laurie a particularly unpleasant name. "Fine. I'm on to you guys now." She took two sips of her wine. "Let's go—next cards."

****

It took them 20 minutes to get through the deck. Laurie got picked-on both because she'd opened the game with a move that guaranteed Natalie's retaliation and because Adam was more comfortable putting the screws to Laurie given his general state of confusion about Natalie. The game had finished on a three-sip loss by Laurie because Adam had indeed counted the deck. He knew exactly what was on his head for the last card and caught Laurie because he had a King and she the Ace of Spades. When she'd seen Adam's high face card, she'd been certain that hers would be lower. Instead she'd had to drink and made a big show of being spluttering mad before stomping comically to the bathroom. 

Natalie looked at Adam and smiled, "I knew you were going to count. How the hell do you do that?" 

Adam shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I've just always been able to do it. My Dad and I played a million rounds of Casino and if I didn't count, I was a dead man." 

Natalie hadn't heard much about his family before. Adam was oddly reserved about his personal life. "Where does he live?" She asked. 

Adam gave a small shake of his head. The alcohol was certainly affecting him. He wouldn't have brought up Stanley with Natalie—or anyone for that matter. He said, "He doesn't. I mean he's dead." 

Natalie was taken aback. She put a hand on Adam's knee. "I'm sorry, I didn't know." 

"Yeah. I don't talk about him much. I saw him once a week for as long as I can remember and cards were pretty much the way we could relate to each other. Sorry, not a lot more to say about him."

"I'd noticed. You don't talk about your family much...er...ever."

Adam pulled off his cap and ran his hands through his hair. He blew out a sigh and said, "Well you don't usually want to talk about a guy who was in jail."

Natalie's eyes were wide. "Jesus, Adam. What happened?"

Adam put his cap back on. "My Dad was into some bad stuff—he wasn't what you'd think of as one of the 'good guys.' He was a lot older than Mom but somehow they were really into each other. Oddly enough, that kind of tore both of them apart. Anyway for all of his bullshit, and what it did to my Mom, he loved us."

Natalie was stunned. She said, "Shit." under her breath.

Adam continued. "Mom brought me to see him every week like clockwork though. She wanted me to know him." 

The toilet flushed and Laurie came bouncing back into the room. Natalie stood, pulled off Adam's hat and ruffled his hair; she'd wanted to do that all night. She headed for the bathroom. 

Laurie gathered the cards and started shuffling. Adam looked at her and said, "No más. No más. I'm supposed to be somewhat intelligent tomorrow. I have to go into the office at some point and be at least conscious."

"Don't worry—my next idea doesn't involve drinking." Laurie gave a wicked grin. 

Adam stood when Natalie appeared in the hall and passed her on the way to the bathroom. He raised his hand to high-five her but she did something completely unexpected. She reached up and lightly grabbed his wrist to pull his palm toward her face and kissed it. Then skipped back over to the table and settled back down next to Laurie. 

In the bathroom, Adam finished peeing, zipped his pants and flushed. He went to the sink and ran the water until it was cold. The bracing splash on his face cut through the wine and he looked in the mirror. Talking about his parents had caught him by surprise. He really didn't want anyone to know about his father but she'd gotten to him. He looked at the mirror and said, "Shit." 

**** 

Laurie had her hand on Natalie's shoulder. "You wimp. Come on. You told me he saw the picture of you at the beach—so what's the big deal? We're all big boys and girls here. Come on, prudes." 

Adam was flustered. Laurie wanted to play strip poker. It was a little after midnight, there were three empty bottles on the kitchen counter and he was having a hard time finding fault with the idea. He knew he should put up an argument and walk home—but that was the right thing to do, not the thing he wanted to do. For the last three hours he'd been covertly watching his two dinner companions. Their casual clothes and relaxed conversation were layered on the picture from earlier and the chance glimpses of soft skin. It had been many months since he'd been with anyone and his body was letting him know it. He glanced back and forth at the girls and said, "I'm in."

"Fine." Natalie said. "But you and I are at a disadvantage. He's got on a hat, a t-shirt under his button-down, and socks."

Adam smiled. "Looks like you're fucked." When she put on a fake shocked expression he added, "Okay, okay." He dropped his hat on the floor and kicked off his shoes. 

Natalie grabbed his hat and put it on. Laurie yelped and grabbed his shoes. "No way—you're not getting away with that." And she stuffed her feet into Adam's Nikes.

Adam said, "The shoes only count as one piece though."

The hat looked much cuter on Natalie than the oversized shoes on Laurie's feet.

Adam took the cards. "Five card draw. No wilds and you can only pull four with an ace." He dealt five each. When he fanned his cards, he was pleased to see a pair of queens. From the depth of the furrow, he could tell that Natalie didn't like what she saw. He said, "Time to put up or shut up. How many you want? L?"

Laurie was looking at her hand and trying to remember how poker hands worked. She'd wanted to instigate the situation to get Natalie to finally go for Adam, but the wine had befuddled her plans a bit. She took three random cards and put them face down. 

Natalie had crap in her hand. Zip. She didn't even have an ace to trade in four. So she picked the low three and put them face-down on the table. The fact that she was in a strip poker game was getting to her. The anticipation of seeing Adam was adding to the tension. Also the room was noticeably warmer and she was getting flushed. If nothing happened with Adam, she was going to attack Laurie later—no matter what, she needed some attention. 

Adam had noticed that the room was warmer as well. Probably better than being cold if he lost. He watched Laurie pick up her cards and remain completely neutral. Either she was a great bull-shitter, or she was sitting on a winning hand. Natalie was clearly frustrated with her cards. Adam had taken three as well, but they were garbage. He was squatting on a pair of queens. 

Laurie laid her cards out first. "What do I have?" 

Adam laughed. He realized that the reason her expression had been so neutral was that she didn't know poker. "Unbelievable. You lucky dog. Unreal...a full house. That tanks me—I only have a pair of queens." 

Natalie slapped her cards face-down. "L cheated." and pulled off Adam's cap with a flourish. Then she whacked Laurie on the back with it before throwing it into the middle of the room.

Laurie laughed and put her hands up. "I didn't cheat...I'm just that good."

Adam shuffled and dealt again. When Natalie had reached back to toss the hat, she'd extended her arm and the fabric of her shirt had glided over her chest. Adam was hoping the cards were going to be in his favor again. He was getting eager to see more.

Unfortunately for him, he had nothing and it stayed nothing even with the draw. Laurie and Natalie hooted and hollered at his misfortunate. His socks joined the hat on the floor by the computer. 

He said, "You got lucky that time." He shuffled and dealt. "L, you're due for a loss here." But it was not to be. He came up short again. 

Natalie was getting more and more tightly wound with each hand. She loved watching Adam smile. He'd been so suddenly vulnerable a few minutes ago, but his confidence had never left. His hands positively flew with the cards, clearly his games with his father left him with that skill. She wanted him to lose his shirt. "Come on, boy-o. Off with the clothing." 

Adam stood up and turned around to rude noises from his audience. Then he undid his belt and pulled it off his hips. 

Natalie was indignant. "Wait, that's totally unfair. We don't have belts on." 

Adam had thought of this but hadn't pointed it out earlier. "Tough shit. Should'a thought of that before." 

Laurie let loose with a loud raspberry. "Lame!" 

The cards were riffled quickly and Adam dealt the next hand. But again, his hand was a disaster. Even when he pulled two pairs, he still managed to lose to the ladies. This time he had to take off his outer shirt. He felt like a clown undoing the buttons to the chorus of jeers. He said, "I play poker all the time with the guys from work and if I had card luck like this I'd be flat broke." 

Laurie said, "You're just trying to lose. Kinky."

Adam flushed. He left that comment alone and passed around the next group of cards. For the first time, Laurie lost and complained bitterly over the loss of her new shoes. 

The next round Adam lost again. He looked incredulously at the two girls. "Shit--on--a--stick. This is ridiculous."

"Off with it." Laurie wasn't patient.

"Fine—my choice though, right?" 

Both girls agreed. So he stood and pulled down his pants. He figured the thigh-length semi-lycra underpants were better than no shirt. 

Natalie and Laurie were both on the floor looking up him when he dropped his pants. Neither of them were particularly inclined to look at a guy's crotch, but in this situation they couldn't help themselves. His black underwear hugged his legs perfectly. Adam's years of road biking had developed his thighs and he filled out the pouch enough that both girls were looking forward to the continuation of his card luck. 

Natalie had more of a side view of Adam than Laurie and found herself tracing the strong outline of his hamstring up and over his ass. Her mind was racing ahead of the current situation and she had a brief thought about how satisfying it would be to pull in on that ass with her heels and to feel the flat of his hips pressing up against the back of her legs. She had to look away and sip more wine to break the image. 

"No more Mr. Nice Guy. I'm gunning for the two of you now."

Laurie spoke out of the side of her mouth and said, "That's what we're hoping for." which almost caused Natalie to snarf her latest sip of wine through her nose. 

The next round of cards proved to be the collapse of Laurie's luck. She'd lost the shoes and was left with her leggings and top. Earlier when she'd taken a quick shower and thrown on the leggings, there'd been no thought of underpants or a bra. That was proving to be poor foresight.

Laurie looked at her cards a second time and then at the other two hands. "Shit, shit, shit...and shit. Aw man, and I was doing so damn well."

Natalie had no pity for her friend. This had been her idea after all. "Come on, girl. Tits or ass—which is it?" The fine outline of Laurie's lips against the tight black legging fabric not only had Natalie's mind in the gutter, it was also a sure sign that she'd gone commando after her shower. 

Adam figured now was the time to shut up and let things move on their own. He didn't want to miss out by saying something stupid. 

Laurie glared at her roommate. "Fine—someone has to have the guts to get the night started."

Natalie retorted, "Or just suck enough at cards." 

Laurie realized that the band-aid needed to come off quickly. There was no getting out of the game she'd instigated. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head in one continuous motion. Her chest was stretched high with her arms up and then bounced when she threw her shirt across the room. Her brownish nipples had crinkled even though the room was warm and she had goose bumps on her arms from the exposure. She'd always thought Adam was cute and here he was drinking in her body with clear hunger in his eyes. She wiggled her shoulders back and forth and said, "Live it up you pervs. You're next."

Adam could feel himself lengthening in the confines of the shorts. He knew he was supposed to stop looking at Laurie's chest, but her tits were fantastic. They were bigger than he would normally want but the firmness with the size made them magnetic. 

Laurie grabbed the cards away from him. "A set of tits will make any man a complete dumbass. Gimme those and get ready to lose."

The next round of cards ended up with Adam missing a flush by one card. That would have been the end of Laurie's pants but it was not to be. He briefly considered surprising the girls and just tossing his shorts, but modesty got the best of him. So he added his shirt to the pile. 

This was almost more than the alcohol was going to let Natalie easily deal with. Between her brazen roommate and the obvious effect it was having on Adam, she was seriously horny. She could feel the warmth in her belly and a slight slickness inside when she shifted her weight. Adam's shoulders seemed broader without his shirt for some reason. The collar bones stood out prominently and managed to make him look stronger—more masculine. He had a healthy shock of hair across his chest and she had a strong desire to push her fingers through it. More than anything she wanted to circle his nipples with her tongue and hear his breathing change. 

Natalie almost growled at Laurie. "Deal already." 

"Patience my little horn-dog. Patience."

Cards were flipped to each person and they took a moment to consider their positions. Adam found himself looking at three fours and figured he was safe either way. He'd win outright or be in the middle which was just fine with him. No matter how this hand went, something interesting was going to happen. He thought he'd happily sit and watch Laurie deal topless for the rest of the night but it didn't take a scientist to realize the sexual tension in the room was building rapidly. 

Natalie had been dealt two pairs; nines over threes. She carefully selected a nine and a three and discarded them. She decided it was time to sabotage the game and move on to more interesting activities.

Laurie, on the other hand, didn't want to be the first one in the buff. She realized she had absolute shit in her hand, flashed her ace to the other two and then put four cards down. A moment later when they laid their cards out, Natalie had lost. 

Natalie stood up and hooked her thumbs in the band of her sweats. She thought about pulling her panties down along with the sweats, but decided against it. She pushed the pants to the floor and stepped out of them before tossing them on the pile with a, "Ta da!"

Adam was transfixed. The picture from the beach didn't do her legs justice. Nor did it have the reality of what he was looking at. Natalie's panties were made of light-grey cotton and there was an unmistakable trail of petite moisture dots right along the centerline of the panties that disappeared between her legs. Natalie was completely unaware of this but Adam had zeroed in on it with unwavering interest. His cock responded further and continued its inevitable course of action.

Laurie had seen the dots as well and their effect was instantaneous for her as well. She'd spent many blissful evenings with her mouth firmly affixed to that pussy. Natalie's favorite was when Laurie would just plant her mouth on the area over the clit and create a strong suction. Then with her thumb, she would massage her opening and just barely dip into her quim. That slight penetration, mixed with friction added to the suction on her nub would send Natalie sailing over the edge every time. These thoughts wormed their way deeply into Laurie's alcohol-driven horniness. Without realizing it, she'd sat back on her crossed heels and was grinding against the upper one as she dealt. 

Natalie saw what Laurie was doing and asked, "Got an itch there, Laurie?"

"Mmm...yup. Hoping someone will scratch it soon."

Adam's eyes almost popped out of his head when Natalie reached over and cupped Laurie's breast. She gave it a gentle heft and kissed her shoulder. It was quite possibly the single sexiest thing he'd ever seen.

Laurie shrugged her shoulder away. "Hey. Watch it, buster. You're going to ruin Adam's image of us."

Adam smiled. "I'm strong. I can take it."

A new selection of cards was finally passed around. The stakes were high and all three got quiet. Adam decided he wouldn't even look at his cards and just play them as they rode. Natalie's strategy had changed given that both Adam and Laurie only had one last item left. She took two and Laurie, who was grinding away on her heel, distractedly put in for one. 

Laurie said, "I've got a pair of kings."

Natalie swore. "Fuck. I have queens. Let's see it gambler."

Adam flipped his cards over one at a time. The first one was a two, the second a five. 

Natalie said, "Looks like shit to me. I want you to take those shorts off slowly."

The next card was a six which was followed by a three. Adam blinked and a half-smiled cocked to the side. He'd been sure he was going to lose and was totally fine with it. Time to see...

Natalie said, "Son-of-a-bitch. What the hell is that?"

Laurie had fallen over onto the carpet laughing. 

Adam said, "Do you want help with that shirt? Or should we just go straight for the bottoms?"

Natalie decided that she'd had enough of cards. 

She stood up and said, "You pulled a fucking straight out of thin air." She made a false show of anger. "Fine, I think I need help with both."

Adam swallowed hard, but stood. He was two-thirds hard and he was straining against his underwear. Natalie had moved to the middle of the room and he followed her. He walked around behind her and pulled her hair to the side. All thoughts of awkwardness were gone. He placed a warm kiss on the side of her neck—she closed her eyes. Adam stooped a little and ran his hands up the outsides of her thighs until he came to the shirt. Without stopping, he grasped the shirt and pulled it upwards. Natalie raised her arms and the shirt came free. She left her arms up and crossed them above her head. Laurie had gotten off the floor and immediately sensed that that intensity of the situation had ratcheted significantly north. She placed her hands on Natalie's hips and leaned in to kiss her full on the mouth. Their breasts mashed together and the heat of their skin touching brought a moan to Laurie's throat. 

Adam was trying to process what was going on. He had no clue that Laurie and Natalie were intimate and he'd never been in a threesome other than in his imagination. He tightened his grip on Natalie and turned her around. He kissed her deeply, allowed their tongues to entwine briefly and then started kissing his way down her torso. Natalie's breathing was deep and regular as he passed his mouth over one nipple and then the next. Yet his primary interest lay further down. He planted kiss after kiss across her torso until he was on his knees in front of her. He took bite-sized kisses of her thighs and left a trail of saliva on her lower stomach. And then he pressed his nose into the center of her panties and inhaled deeply. She was so worked up that she was shifting her weight from foot to foot, but he took his time. He could feel the supple give of her pubic hair behind the fabric. He used his lower teeth against the material of the panties and dragged them lightly along the outline of her lips. He opened his mouth as wide as it would go and covered her sex completely and then exhaled fully which allowed the heat and moisture to build and build. While he was doing this, he pressed his tongue on the cleft that covered the clit. After doing this twice more, he finally pulled down on the elastic at her hips. The panties clung to her dampness for a moment before dropping away. 




Dinner for Three Ch. 01



Laurie couldn't stand the wait and had already discarded her leggings. She was kissing her friend's back and pressing her hips into Natalie's ass. 

Adam first noticed that Laurie's pants were gone when he was bent down to get the panties unwrapped from Natalie's ankle. He looked through her legs and saw Laurie's completely shaved pussy. The outer lips were puffy and made a perfect vertical slit. On impulse, Adam reached through Natalie's legs and ran his thumb along the length of the bare skin. When he pulled his thumb back, he put it in his mouth and tasted her for the first time. 

Laurie shuddered and said, "Oh, god. I hope there is more of that." Then she stepped back a little and asked Natalie, "I think it's time our boy caught up with us."

Natalie agreed. "Ya think? Stand up, Adam."

He complied and found himself being pushed back to the couch by the girls. Natalie paused to move the coffee table aside and Laurie induced him to sit down. Then they began an assault on his senses unlike anything he'd experienced before. 

Each of the girls sat next to him on the couch and leaned in to take turns kissing him. While each kiss was passionate, the alternating moments with Natalie had a depth of emotion ringing through the fervor of the sexual energy. It came as a surprise to Adam that each of them would kiss so uniquely. Laurie's tongue was quick; it darted into his mouth and then she would suck on his lower lip. Natalie would invite him into her mouth. She wanted him to fill her mouth and then would close her lips around his tongue to draw away slowly. It didn't take much imagination to feel her doing the same thing to another part of his anatomy. 

While one girl was kissing him, the other was sucking on a nipple, or biting at his neck. And it felt like twenty hands were gliding around his torso. 

He had his arms around each of them and a hand on their respective hips. Laurie had more padding on hers, but there was sensuality to the skin that made him want to grip and kneed it. Natalie's skin was taught but supple. He was reveling in running his hand over her hip bone and then down to the outside of her leg. Each stroke brought her closer to him until her pubic bone was pressing into his upper thigh. His embrace also had the benefit of bringing both of the girls' breasts into firmer contact with his chest. 

Natalie's hand was first to find Adam's fully-hard cock. She grasped it through the underwear and then used the backs of her nails along its length. In a moment, she was competing with Laurie's hand for an opportunity to trace the head through the fabric. 

Laurie finally said, "Nat—we've got to get these off of him." 

They both pulled away for a moment and negotiated the task of extracting him from the final piece of clothing of the night. Laurie reached under the cloth and started slowly jacking him to protect the head from the elastic while Natalie tapped Adam on the leg to get him to raise his hips. The process of getting his pants down to the floor put Natalie between his knees and she took full advantage of the opportunity. She kissed his legs as had been done to her, his stomach, and then around the base of the shaft. All the while, Laurie's hand continued its slow rhythm until Natalie finally positioned her mouth over the rounded peak. 

There was little that Natalie found particularly enticing about most penises. She usually thought of them as an ugly appendage protruding oddly out of a guy's body—something best left in the pants. But this cock was Adam's and it filled her with a hunger that surprised her. She let her own anticipation build, she wanted to feel the ridge around the head with her tongue. A small pool of pre-cum was shimmering at her, urging her to sample him. She lowered her head and placed the flat of her tongue against the very underside of the head. The mushroom edge curved in at this point and made a groove that felt right on her mouth. The pre-cum lost its war with surface tension and ran down onto her taste buds. The salty tang drew her on. She enveloped the head and much of the shaft in a single motion and reveled in the groan it elicited from Adam. Natalie fought an almost animal instinct to get him to cum in her mouth as fast as she could. 

"Hey, let me have some of that." Laurie was right next to Natalie's face. When Natalie released Adam, Laurie took over and took his whole length into her throat. Her nose was buried in curly hair and her lower lip could feel the softness of his scrotum. 

"Show off." Natalie said, but was pleased to see the expression on Adam's face. He was staring at what Laurie was doing with great intensity but looked up and met Natalie's eyes. She gave him a smile and then held his gaze as she ran her hand down Laurie's back and around to her pussy. Laurie was drenched, and she gave way easily to Natalie's fingers. After a few deep pumps with her first two fingers, she brought them out with a slick sheen on them. She never broke her gaze with Adam as she put the two fingers in her mouth and savored Laurie's sweetness. 

Adam almost popped in Laurie's throat at that moment. He'd never seen anything so lewd, so overtly "sex" in his life. He wanted to taste both of these girls, but the couch was too limiting. He gently put his hand under Laurie's chin and said, "Let's move someplace where we can spread out a little. Whose room?"

Laurie said, "Nat's. Her bed's huge—mine's only a queen." She pushed herself up by bracing her hands on Adam's knees and then gave his now wet cock a last squeeze before heading for Natalie's room.

Adam got off the couch and pulled Natalie into an embrace. Warm skin made contact from her thighs up to their chests. She looked up at him and their mouths met tenderly. He drew back slightly and said, "I've wanted to do that for months." Natalie said, "What were you waiting for?" and kissed him again. 

"The right time, I guess." 

They kissed until Laurie's call from Natalie's bedroom interrupted them. "Let's go you two. Get in here." 

Natalie separated from Adam to turn off the music. She said, "We'll talk about this later. I think we're going to get in trouble if we leave her alone any longer." 

When she walked by him on her way to the bedroom, Adam let his hand glide over her breast and then down around her waist to her butt. She was so feminine and graceful. He accepted the hand that reached back to lead him into the room where Laurie was wantonly spread on the bed. 

The bed was perched on a high, old fashioned frame placing the mattress just below the level of Adam's hips. Laurie lay sideways on the comforter with her feet toward the door. Her left arm was thrown above her head and she'd arched her back and spread her legs. Adam and Natalie were treated to an unimpeded view of Laurie's glossy pussy. Laurie dragged the index finger on her right hand along her lips and Adam could see the inner pinkness clearly. He climbed on the bed and got between her legs. 

Adam didn't mess around with any preamble. He spread her with fingers on either side of her slit and dove in with a passion. He alternated between pressing inward as far as his tongue would go and long licks from the bottom to the top of her. Laurie was vocal at first but that subsided and it took Adam a moment to figure out why. When he glanced up from his work, he saw Natalie's perfect ass straddling Laurie's face and Laurie was lapping at her with zeal. For the second time that night, he almost unloaded just from the visual of these two girls together. 

He was determined to make Laurie cum. He decided to focus his attention on the hooded area at the top of the slit in front of him. He pulsed strong sucks and would then switch to fast tongue attacks. He could tell he was getting somewhere because Laurie had slowed in her ministrations to Natalie. Laurie's breathing increased in depth and her stomach was now heaving with each draw. Natalie was looking back over her shoulder and had a hand splayed on Laurie's sternum. She was saying sweet encouragements because she could see how close Laurie was to a peak. 

"Come on, L. Let it go. Let it go." 

Adam loved hearing the gentleness in Natalie's voice and the obvious affection for Laurie. Laurie had pulled her legs up and was holding the backs of her knees, her hips splayed. Adam pulled himself onto his knees so he'd have a better angle. He placed fingers again along either side of Laurie's lips and pulled her completely open. He went after her with a mission and noticed that her legs were shaking. Her stomach had started quivering and she finally let go with a sound that wasn't quite a shriek but more than a moan. Laurie released her legs and wrapped them tightly around Adams head. Her abdomen, legs, arms...all were in motion as she pushed her pussy into his mouth. 

"Oh...my...god." which was followed by, "Fuck. FUCK!" and "Fucking hell—yes."

When the spasms had subsided, Laurie released Adam and she started in again on Natalie. But Adam had a different idea. 

"Hey—let me in there. I've wanted to taste her for a year." 

Natalie was ravenous for him, and hearing him speak like that was amazing. She leaned forward toward the headboard, rolled onto her back and nestled into the pillows. As Adam settled between her legs, she enjoyed the view of the rise of his ass and the movement of muscle along his shoulders. She closed her eyes and felt his probing initial tastes. Laurie's mouth was on her fairly regularly, but this was different...masculine. The scratch of his cheek against her inner thigh, the goatee, the strength of his hands—she wasn't going to last long after watching her friend erupt like she did.

Laurie clambered up and began rubbing Natalie's chest. She was bent over to suck a nipple but stopped a moment to give Adam a tip. "She loves having her clit sucked. Use your thumb to press in her and she'll go nuts." 

Natalie was in seventh heaven, but she felt like she should protest. "Hey, let the man figure things out on his...ooahh...on his...oh, fuck. I think he figured it out." His thumb was so much larger and rougher than Laurie's. His suction was stronger, and the force of his tongue on her clit was more. Simply more. She felt the orgasm start from a small ripple on the water until it smashed into her with overwhelming force. Laurie's gentle mouth on her nipple was such a contrast to the grip that Adam had on her clit. She started bucking her hips and swearing.

Laurie was coo-ing from the side of her mouth. "That's right, sweetie. That's right....that's right." She was almost singing to Natalie. 

Natalie came down slowly. Her hair was tousled and she gave a small twitch with each tender kiss that Adam placed on her now hyper-sensitive clit. Every third or fourth kiss he would snake his tongue down into her fold to linger on the sweetness of her. 

Laurie sat up and tugged on Adam's arm to encourage him to kiss her. She wanted to savor Natalie from his lips. She'd also managed to spread her knees enough for Natalie's hand to find its way into her center. The kiss deepened further and she reached down for Adam's cock. His attention to Natalie had clearly kept his interest and his member was stretched taught and proud away from his body. Laurie wanted that beautiful flesh in her but looking at her friend on the bed, she knew where it belonged. 

Laurie pulled back from the kiss and nodded with her head in Natalie's direction. Adam picked-up on the hint and shifted his knees a little further back so he could be positioned between Natalie's legs. 

Having one girl guide his cock into another was new for Adam. Having Laurie's hand massaging Natalie's clit while he dipped into her pussy for the first time blew him away. Below him, Natalie was staring directly into his eyes and her lips were slightly parted. He felt her left hand extend around the side of his waist and pull on his ass toward her. Natalie was rocking her hips to meet his long, deliberate thrusts. He dropped himself into almost a pushup so he could pull her nipple into his mouth. When he did this, Laurie pulled her hand from between them and moved around behind him. He gave an involuntary moan when soft hands grabbed his balls and hefted them a few times. 

After a few minutes, Adam looked around and said to Laurie, "Your turn." and with reluctance pulled out of Natalie. Even though the room was warm, it felt cool compared to the close heat of Natalie's pussy. He scooted off the bed and positioned Laurie to be entered from behind. Her feet were on the floor and she lay across the bed. Adam had to squat a little, but easily found the angle to penetrate her. Her pussy was swollen and wet; he slid into the hilt with little effort. Her ass acted like a cushion for each thrust forward, first absorbing him and then compelling him back out for the next thrust. His fingers were wrapped around the points of her hips. 

Laurie tapped urgently on Natalie's leg, and through deep inhales she said, "Come'on, Nat. Shift over." And Natalie was eager to comply. 

Adam shut his eyes because the sight of Laurie's blond hair bobbing between Natalie's legs was going to push him over the edge and he didn't want to finish yet. He adjusted his speed to preserve himself. He extended fully each time he pulled out, paused with just the tip of the head spreading her lips, and then rapidly plunged as deep as he could. By setting a slow enough pace for each full cycle, he kept himself from coming. 

Natalie was up on her elbows, watching Laurie's mouth close over her mons. Her left hand was steadily rolling her own nipple back and forth. Then she looked up at Adam who had his eyes closed. He was in his own world and consumed with the rhythm he'd established with Laurie. She loved watching his abdominal muscles contract each time he pulled free of Laurie. She could just see the top of his cock when he was all the way out, and then it would disappear and she would feel the increased pressure on her pussy as Laurie was pushed forward. A familiar fluttering started in her lower belly and rapidly increased in intensity. Laurie's thumb danced around Natalie's pussy opening while her tongue danced on the clit.

Natalie peaked again. 

When Natalie came, Adam had to pull completely out of Laurie and not allow anything to touch him. The head of his cock was an angry shade of purplish-red and expanded slightly with each beat of his heart. A seductive, urgent orgasm tugged at his will power. His balls had tightened and he was teetering on the edge of dissolution. Laurie seemed to understand and stopped touching either of the others. They hung in a three-way stasis for a few beats while Natalie came back to earth and Adam receded from the precipice. 

Laurie could guess that that Adam needed a moment more, so she crawled onto the bed to run a line of kisses up Natalie's stomach. She also enjoyed the idea that from her current pose on hands and knees, she was giving Adam a deliciously lascivious view. 

Natalie's eyes eventually fluttered open and she took in the image of Adam standing away from the bed, his cock wavering in the air and his eyes locked on Laurie's exposed pussy. She wanted him to look at her with the same hunger and, quite frankly, needed him back inside of her. She gently lifted Laurie's chin and crabbed sideways from under her. Natalie rolled over and pushed up into the same position as Laurie with the outside of her left hip and thigh pressed up against Laurie's right side. She tangled her arm around Laurie's and turned to get an open-mouthed kiss. 

Adam swallowed and absorbed the view being presented to him. Laurie's more rounded ass and puckered, bald pussy was directly in front of him. Natalie's athletic legs gave way to the downy thatch of hair covering her exposed lips. 

"This is one hell of a sight."

Natalie and Laurie giggled. They both started wiggling their rear ends which brought on more mirth especially when their hips bumped.

Adam's cock was hard enough to break stone, but he was no longer on the verge of release. "What to do with these? Hmm?" He landed an open palm on Laurie's ass hard enough to leave a red mark. She gave a squeal. "And this one?" Adam smacked Natalie's ass but let his hand linger and run over the smooth skin. "This may take some careful consideration. Let's see..." He laid a hand along the outside cheek of each girl and placed his thumb on the taught skin just at the base of their pussies. Then with deliberate pacing, he pulled downward with the flat of his thumb and let them slip into each girl. Keeping the downward pressure going he let his thumbs pull through their lips until they were in open air again. Then he repeated the motion. Nether girl was giggling anymore.

After about a minute of stroking the girls he gave each a suggestive tap on their legs and said, "Okay—feet on the floor. I think the comparison needs some deeper research."

He backed up a step as the girls lowered their feet to the carpet and presented themselves to him. Adam knew he needed to start with Natalie. He placed his hands close-in on each ass cheek and separated them. The head of his dick spread open her lips and he immediately slid home. Natalie gave a gasp as Adam pounded into her with force. Patience was no longer an option for him and he thrust with a sense of urgency. After only ten or twelve pumps he pulled out and shifted to Laurie. 

"And now you." He rammed to the hilt into Laurie and pumped with the same effort. 

Again he pulled out after a dozen or so repetitions and moved back to Natalie. Each time, every nerve in his body wanted him to stay and finish, but he pulled and switched. He could see sweat glistening on his forearms and felt a trickle run down his back, but he didn't let up. Adam began to count each entry to himself in an attempt to stave off the inevitable. 

Finally he pulled out of Laurie and knew it was time. He moved back to Natalie and asked her to get upon the bed and switch to her back. She complied and he pulled her forward so her ass hung just slightly beyond the edge of the mattress. She guided his cock in and he pushed her legs toward her head. She grabbed the backs of her knees so the only part of their bodies touching was his penetration of her. He started with a slow pace, but within a few strokes had moved to a frantic speed. She could feel his balls smacking her asshole with each stroke. 

Adam knew he'd crossed the threshold and there was no stopping the release. His balls tightened and he started his orgasm well before he came. He did everything he could to resist coming and kept pumping into her furiously. Natalie's moans mixed with his forceful breathing and his consciousness collapsed into the sensations of the moment. His right leg started to spasm from the extended exertion, and he finally relented. Each pulse started in his perineum and contracted toward the end of his cock. He kept thrusting through each torrential blast until he collapsed onto Natalie. 

Laurie ran her hand up and down his back, from his ass to his neck. "Oh, sweetie—you earned that."

Natalie gave a short laugh. "Yeah, he did. Oh my, that was fun." 

Adam didn't want to pull out of Natalie. He pushed up on his elbows to relieve some of the weight he was putting on her, though she clearly didn't mind him being there. After the post-orgasm hypersensitivity had passed, he commenced a gentle gliding back and forth in their mixed juices. Eventually his erection subsided and he slipped from her, earning a disappointed groan from Natalie. He had to get off his feet so he climbed up on the bed and flopped next to her. 

Adam said, "So. What are you guys having for dinner tomorrow night?" 

All three of them broke into laughter. 

-- END PART I --



Dinner for Three Ch. 02



Cotton mouth, dry eyes that were reluctant to open and a slight headache were Adam's first impressions of the day. Recollection of the evening before came next and served to counter the dilatory effects of the wine that had been consumed. A self-satisfied grin materialized with the awareness of a blond head on his left shoulder and darker brown on his right. Laurie and Natalie were motionless and both had arms draped across his mid-section under the comforter. The open window had significantly cooled the room with early spring air. They'd achieved that magnificent equilibrium where the temperature of the bed matched their bodies perfectly. Cool air to breath but a warm nest with mixed company. He couldn't think of a better way to start a day. 

The shrill beeping of a truck backing down the alley behind the building disrupted the tranquility. A crow squawked indignantly from a tree branch close enough to the window that he seemed to be admonishing them for their lethargy. Natalie was the first of the girls to stir but she seemed to be wallowing in the realm between sleep and consciousness. Adam turned and placed his lips on the crown of her head. She gave a small squeeze with her hand on his ribs in response. 

The first clue from Laurie that she'd emerged from the depths was a muffled request. "Anyone know the time?"

Natalie groaned a little and then turned on to her stomach and elbows. She blinked a few times and focused on the clock. "Almost nine-forty." She dipped her head and yawned expansively. "Well this is different." She gave Adam a quick smile.

"Mmph. I can't believe I've got to get out of bed." Laurie still hadn't moved, but was clearly having to come to grips with being awake. "I've gotta meet my Mom down at the farmers market on the Park blocks at ten-thirty." She gave a disconsolate growl. "And I blew her off last week—so no getting out of this one."

Laurie untangled herself from Adam and managed to mostly sit up. She was leaning on her right hand and rubbing at her eyes with her left. Adam stroked her lower back and took in the roundness of her right breast. It gently rolled with her movements, the nipple peeking into view and then away again. He reveled in the relaxed comfort of her nudity. 

Glancing over at Natalie with a smirk, Laurie said, "If you were a real friend you'd come with me, Nat. I need help." She slipped into a shrill, unkind impression of her mother's voice. "So many girls are making money now—times have changed—you don't have to be teaching. That was all my mother and I were allowed to do. This is not a life for you, especially working with those poor children."

Natalie giggled at how close Laurie's mimicry was to the real thing. "Not this time, kiddo. You're on your own. Anyway I promised Sasha I'd swing by around lunchtime. And..."

"And you need to...sorry... want to be here for a bit." Laurie maneuvered to face Adam, giving him a fantastic start to his morning. She put a hand on his chest, leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. Mock hurt stole into her voice, "I can tell when I'm the third wheel."

Natalie reached over and put her hand on her friend's. "Thanks, Laurie." 

Laurie detached herself from the womb of the bed, goose flesh pimpled her skin and her nipples tightened in the cool air. "Okay kids. Don't do anything I wouldn't." She flashed a smile and hurried out of the room, pulling the door closed behind her. 

"Well, I think that leaves just us." Natalie said while idly tracing her fingers along Adam's collar bone. 

"Yeah, it does. Well it will after I get back from the bathroom that is." Adam said and then slid sideways to excuse himself. 

When he'd dropped his feet to the floor, Natalie had enjoyed her own moment of voyeurism. She could tell that the combination of it being morning and Laurie's body had somewhat aroused him. She observed his lean frame and liked how the slanting sun from the window backlit the small hairs along his butt and legs. She said, "I don't usually like such hairy butts." 

"Hey!" He said and covered his rear with his hands while heading for the door. 

When he'd gone she flopped onto her back and tried to make sense of the situation. Things were complicated. She was committed to Laurie...she loved her. But Adam had triggered similar feelings which made things messy. It'd be so much easier if he was just a fling; a boy-toy for the occasional dalliance when she was craving a change of pace. Undoubtedly true. Yet the past few months hadn't been a mistake. She sought his company. She wanted to spend time with him and it was certain she wanted to remain physical with him as well. 

She heard Laurie and Adam bantering in the hall. Laurie was in the shower and there was only one bathroom in the place. She realized she'd be lucky if Adam came back to bed at all. 

She expected his return, but he was taking his sweet, damn time. Another few minutes slipped by and Natalie said out loud to no one in particular, "That hussy." Laurie had probably lured Adam into the shower. But just when Natalie was about to go investigate, Adam returned carrying a plate of toast and a steaming coffee mug for her. The mental image of him moving around their kitchen, nude, to make her breakfast was both sexy and romantic at the same time. Yeah—she was in trouble. 

He said, "I'm sure there are guys out there who'd whip up a soufflé or something for you, but I got the toaster to work and even managed to get that contraption to produce coffee. Milk and sugar—I believe."

Natalie gave an ear-to-ear smile. "We'll have to train you. What did you stir the coffee with?" 

Adam looked down at his nakedness and laughed. "Ooh—no, no. That'd not be good. I managed to locate a spoon."

"I see." Natalie pushed back the covers. "Hang on. I'll be right back—nature calls." 

Adam was walking through a dream. A few minutes earlier when he'd been going to the bathroom, Laurie was showering and the translucent glass had given him a suggestive view which had made willing away his hard-on difficult. Then she'd opened the shower glass door to stand facing him while water ran from her body. She'd given a wicked grin and ran a finger along her slit and it was clear her finger had penetrated herself. He'd pointed out that she was a little twisted, but it didn't seem to phase her in the least. Before getting derailed from his mission to bring Natalie breakfast, he'd had to leave one beauty in order to get back to another. 

Natalie's lithe form approached him from the bed. She had a narrow waist, flat tummy, hips and thighs framing a light brown triangle. When she walked, there was almost no movement from her breasts, they were close to her body, but the underside curve from her ribcage was satisfyingly pronounced and her nipples had a decidedly upward inclination to them. 

"Mmmm..." Natalie had taken the mug and sipped the steaming restorative. "Oh, that's good. Did you make one for yourself?"

"Yeah, and one for L too."

"Okay—put the toast over there. I'll be right back." 

Adam set her breakfast on the night table and went back for his mug. He could hear Natalie and Laurie talking in the bathroom but didn't stick around for the conversation. He set himself up with some stacked pillows and grabbed the book off the nightstand to see what Natalie was reading.

In a few minutes, Natalie came back into the room and he could tell that she'd been teary. He said, "Hey, what's up? You okay?"

Natalie alternated dragging an index finger under each eye to wipe away the salty drops. "Yes. Fine. Laurie is amazing, that's all." She sat on the edge of the bed, with one knee flopped over toward Adam. She grabbed her coffee mug. "This is harder than I thought it would be. And Laurie not only knew it but...well...she's just amazing." 

Natalie could see that Adam wasn't completely clued into what was going on. Until last night, he had no idea that the girls were more than roommates. Quite possibly, he thought that the threesome was some sort of fluke where Laurie joined them rather than the truth which was that Adam had been the outsider who'd joined the girls. 

Adam had decided to focus on Natalie's face, he didn't want to be like a horny teenager and stare at her exposed body. Her position was overtly suggestive, but clearly this was not the time for that. The furrow was back on her brow, just the suggestion of it, and he knew she was working through things.

"Natalie, I don't want this to be difficult. The truth is..." Frustration welled. How could he possibly be nervous about talking to her given what had happened the previous night? "For god sakes, look I..."

Natalie put a hand on his arm. "Adam, I think I know. This is something that..."

"I'm sorry—I don't mean to be rude, but I need to say this. I'm just annoyed at myself for not being good at this sort of thing. The truth is pretty damn obvious at this point so I don't know why I have so much trouble saying it." He loved how much concentration was in her dark eyes. He continued, "For a few months now, I've been trying to find the right time to say something about how I feel, but I've had the hardest time reading you. Sometimes it seems like we're dating...we spend time on the phone, we go do stuff, I'm over here all the time."

"I'm sensing a 'but' coming..." 

Adam took a sip of his coffee which was more of a delay tactic than anything. "But...then it's like you pull away. I haven't wanted to screw up my time with you, but I want more than hanging out. I don't know how to say this without sounding like a creep, but I plan my time around your schedule. When we set something up, that's the thing that the rest of my week suddenly becomes about. Then a thing like yesterday happens and I get totally confused."

Natalie raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Last night was confusing?" 

"Not that. No. I mean when I saw that picture. I could have sworn you were going to kiss me, but Laurie came home and I ended up thinking I'd misread the whole thing. I can't read you worth a damn and that's why I haven't said anything." Once again, he sipped some coffee and took a moment to collect himself. "And there's more to it—but I don't want to burden you with my bullshit."

He'd looked away from her. She was roiling with a mess of emotions. Elation mingled with fear, frustration with relief. If she could've seen them, her feelings would have looked like a splattered Pollock canvas. There was pain in his eyes, which she'd not expected to see. She leaned forward and lightly pulled his chin back toward her."

He pursed his lips and then said, "Remember what I told you last night...about my Mom and Dad?"

Natalie nodded—she didn't say a thing. 

"I don't let myself get close to people. Ever. But you've somehow wormed your way in, and it breaks the rule."

Natalie asked, "What rule? Is this like the rules that say I shouldn't love Laurie?"

Adam leaned his head back and closed his eyes. So that was it. She was—what—a lesbian? She was in love with Laurie? He was fucked. One-hundred-percent-pure-fucked. His chest tightened with a sense of failure. How could last night have been such a high and be followed by this? 

"You love Laurie. Yeah, that probably breaks some rules. Yeah. Wow, did I misread you on this one." He started to get out of the bed. "I'm sorry that I loaded my crap on you."

Natalie leaned across the bed and grabbed his arm. "Where the hell do you think you're going? What rules? Or rule. Or whatever. Finish what you were going to say, god damn it."

"What's the point? Look, I had no idea that you and Laurie weren't just roomates. I'm just creating a problem here and that's on me. Not you."

Natalie said, "The point is that this is life and you have to face it sometimes. You're right that you're creating one hell of a mess. But no one has pointed out to me the fucking owner's manual with instructions about how we live our lives. You came along and have up-ended things that I thought I understood as well. I want you in my life." and again in a smaller voice. "I want you in my life." She was pulling at her eyes again. "What rules for Christ's sake?"

Adam sat with his back to Natalie, his hands braced on the mattress and feet on the floor. He was sitting right where he and Natalie had finished the night's sexual exploration yet his thoughts were a million miles from that. 

"My mother and father were in love."

"And that's a bad thing?"

"God damn right it was. They spent more than twenty years deeply in love with him on one side of the bars and us on the other. I listened to her cry herself to sleep through the wall of that shit-for-nothing apartment of ours more times than I could count. I don't think she wanted to love him but she did and it destroyed her opportunity at living a normal life. No divorce, living close to a prison so it was easier to get there on Saturdays, working crap jobs, all because she couldn't move on. And my father, for all his tough-guy bullshit was torn up because she wouldn't leave him. I think he wanted her to, but at the same time he needed her as much as she did him. So not only did he physically live in hell, lucky guy, he got to feel hell every day that he wasn't with her."

This was more information about his past than she'd ever heard him say. Not just about his parents, but even about growing up or simple things like sharing stories about friends or high school. Without being overt about it, he'd managed to completely obscure his past throughout the years they'd known each other. 

Natalie said, "And you saw that as pain?"

"What else was it?" Sarcasm laced Adam's voice. "Bliss? They were both tortured by their separation and I was the collateral damage."

"So you, what? Decided not to love anyone?"

He didn't respond, but he didn't disagree either.

Natalie said, "That was your solution—your rule? To isolate...or insulate yourself from that ever happening to you?"

Adam inhaled deeply. He wiggled his toes and stared at them absently. 

Natalie waited for him to decide what he wanted to say.

A minute passed. Adam finally said, "It worked for a while."

Natalie shook her head. "No it didn't. It just made you unhappy."

"Don't confuse lonely with unhappy. The lonely part wasn't bad until I met you. Then we started hanging out all the time and I ended up wanting more than you were willing to..." Adam realized what he'd just said. "...that came out wrong. This isn't your fault. My baggage isn't your problem and you've got Laurie."

Natalie slipped off the bed and walked around to stand in front of Adam. She didn't reach out to him. She just stood for a long time looking at him. He wouldn't meet her eye. His gaze was purposely directed over her shoulder. 

She said, "Look at me, Adam. No -- not just my eyes. Look at all of me. I'm here and want to be here with you. I also want to be with Laurie and that's been tearing at me for the past few months." She stepped closer to him, placing her breasts at eye level. "You've got your shit and I have mine. What am I? I'm not a lesbian, or am I? It's like everyone wanting to label kids with disabilities—to classify them. They're 'people,' that's their label. She placed a foot between his on the floor and straddled his right leg. Her chest was now only an inch from his face. She pulled his head into her body and started stroking his hair. "All of the rules say that I'm not supposed to love Laurie, but I do. Then there are people who say that if I do that, I shouldn't love you, but I do. So how's that supposed to work? Huh? I'm a fucking freak and probably monstrously unfair to both of you."

Adam was busy dealing with a cacophony of thoughts. She did care for him, but what about Laurie? What did that mean? Unfortunately he was also painfully aware of the soft skin that pressed into his face. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held on. They stayed that way for a few minutes -- just being together. 

Natalie broke the silence first. "What am I going to do with you?" 

Adam gave a grunt and said, "Keep me around as a sex toy?"

"Nice." Natalie said through a smile. She leaned back into his arms and said, "While that idea has definite merits, we're going to have to deal with this. There's too much risk in this whole thing for all three of us." 

Natalie lowered herself onto the leg under her and gave Adam a long kiss. When her sex made contact with his thigh, she realized how very sore she was from the night before. The last bit had been rougher than she was used to...in a good way...but definitely rougher. Yet despite the discomfort, she could feel herself getting worked up again. 

The kiss deepened and Adam's hand came up to cup her breast. He alternated his attention from her mouth to her neck, and back again. Her hands were busy as well; they'd dropped into his lap. She was using just her fingertips to explore his cock. She was tracing the head and sliding the other hand down the length of him. 

Adam leaned back onto the bed and brought her with him. They repositioned themselves into the center of the bed. Natalie was concerned about the sensitivity of her pussy and tentatively pressed one of her fingers inside herself. It was no good—way too tender. 

"Adam. Hang on. I'm too sore from last night." She gave an involuntary giggle at the mix of concern and guilt that vied for dominance on his features. "It's okay, but I need a little while."

"Oh. Ah, of course. I'm so sorry...I didn't..."

"Adam." She loved the fact that he was trying to extract himself from the bed out of concern for what he'd done. Leaning over him, she could see the straining hardness that he was fighting against to be considerate of her. She'd said his name to stop him from moving away from her. "I'm sore, but you're not. Kiss me again and stop trying to be such a gentleman for once." She reached between her legs to wrap her hand around the base of his cock and gave it a slow stroke. 

Natalie pushed her pussy back against the smooth head of his cock and using the pressure of her hand, rubbed it up and back along her opening. She was dying to have him enter her again, but the tenderness was just too much. So she decided on fulfilling another desire from the night before. He'd made her come with his mouth and now it was her turn to do the same. She planted kisses on his ear, then his neck, then his shoulder. She paused for a time at his chest and gave each reddish-brown nub a warm, moist nuzzle. While she was doing that, she'd let go of him and was rubbing the taught muscles of his stomach. She reveled in the movement of his skin over the toned ridges beneath. Her mouth worked its way onto each hip, into the cleft between his leg and scrotum and finally up from the base of his cock to the top. 

Much like the night before, a steady stream of pre-cum was beading out of him. She closed her upper lip around the back side of the head and dragged her tongue up the underside to capture it all. Natalie shifted back down to his balls and sucked first one and then the other into her mouth. She rolled them back and forth with her tongue before progressing back up to the head. This time, she engulfed his whole girth and slid down toward the base. While he was in her mouth, she pressed a flattened tongue against the underside of the head and alternated it from side to side. 

His breathing was labored, and she loved hearing it catch when she would change the pattern. Long slow licks up the side, a turn of the head to take toothless bites sideways, quick strokes with her hand, and then dropping back down as deep as her throat would allow. She could never match Laurie's technique for opening her throat completely, but she managed to get much of him into her mouth. 

Adam's legs had gone ridged under her and he was pushing his hips up to meet her mouth. She could sense that he was getting close. Natalie positioned herself as much above him as possible so she could get the best angle. She pumped him with her hand and encircled the head completely with her mouth. She swirled her tongue and began turning her head from side to side in opposite directions from each tongue swirl. Saliva made a slick trail down his cock, over her hand, and onto his pubic hair. 




Dinner for Three Ch. 02



Adam's eyes were shut tight, his focus completely on the sensation of her mouth. He could hear her noisily breathing through her nose and occasionally moaning with him when he would give a particularly strong jerk or twitch from her change in pattern. With her hand stroking the base, and her mouth working the head, he felt as if he was longer than normal but it was an illusion of the senses. He knew he was close. 

"Unnnh...I'm there, Natalie....I'm there."

Natalie stopped moving her head and instead pumped faster with her hand while keeping her mouth sealed on the head. She placed her tongue just below the slit and felt the first jet of fiery liquid. After that, each convulsion added to the volume of spit and cum in her mouth. She'd been holding her breath and opened her mouth to get some air. A flood of pearlescent fluid ran over her hands and spread across his lower stomach. Adam was gave a last burst of cum which she held in her mouth to savor before swallowing it. 

Adam realized that his hands were locked in a death grip on the sheets. He'd been grasping so hard that his knuckles were sore. His head was swimming with the afterglow of the orgasm and he was struggling to regain his breathing. 

"Thank you. That was amazing."

"Mmm...I'm glad you liked it. I owed you that from last night."

Adam said, "Not owed." He chuckled, "Maybe deserved."

Natalie was laying alongside of him now. "Don't be so sure. Maybe I'm just setting you up to do more dishes for us."

They kissed and then Natalie got up to get some tissues. "Oh man, look at the time. I really do have to get over to Sasha's even though I'd rather we tried to go the whole day with no clothes."

"Now that's an idea I can get behind." Adam said while mopping up the mess on his stomach. "But that ain't going to happen. I'm supposed to head into the bank later today for a few hours." 

"You think you'd come back for dinner tonight?"

Adam dropped the banter from his tone. No matter what they'd discussed he was still skeptical that this was a good idea. He couldn't get past the idea that he was stepping between Natalie and Laurie. He said, "If you want me here, I'll be here. But do you need time with Laurie?"

Once again, he never failed to amaze her. Here they were in the flush of a new relationship and he was putting Laurie in front of himself. Putting both her and Laurie first. "Yes. I think you should be here. I think all three of us need to talk. If this is going to work, we all have to be on the same page."

"What can I bring?"

"That's a damn good question. I'll text Laurie later and we can figure out the menu."

"Okay—but I want to help with the food. I'm going to develop a guilt complex if I keep letting you guys feed me all the time. 

"Don't worry. I think we can figure out an appropriate way for you to earn your keep around here."



Dinner for Three Ch. 03



"Last night has been on my mind all day and I'm about ready to attack someone." Laurie was unloading supplies into the refrigerator. "I mean that whole bit where he was behind me and you were on the bed. Mmmm, Christ. That was unbelievable."

Natalie came into the kitchen to help. "So it's all about you is what you're saying."

Laurie grinned. "Of course not, but that was the best part."

"Ah, I see." Natalie said. She handed the package of chicken thighs Laurie and started folding the paper sack. "What'd you ask Adam to get?"

"He's in charge of wine and dessert." 

Natalie stuffed the bag into the little pantry closet and grabbed the Costco mega-bucket of cashew nuts. She took a handful and then slid the jug across the counter to Laurie. Natalie said, "Probably safer than having him shop for dinner." 

Laurie had decided to be a bit more civil and had pulled down a small bowl for the cashews. She said, "No kidding. I don't think a sauté of bike chain and spandex would be quite our speed. That man has some very nice qualities, but I think he's a little short on domestication in the kitchen." 

Natalie nodded in agreement. "But he did make coffee and toast this morning. That's got to count for something." 

"Agreed. The coffee scored points." Laurie popped a few more nuggets in her mouth. "So are we going to talk about fluff all afternoon or are you going to let me know what happened today before he arrives?"

Natalie had been delaying. She was no less confused at the end of the day than at the start. Adam had occupied every spare moment of her thoughts during the previous few hours. She'd recursively examined the morning's conversation and was no better off for all of that effort.

Natalie said, "Things are complicated."

Laurie shook her head, "They don't have to be."

"And how do you figure that? I love you. I love him. But you and he don't have that same relationship. So if I spend more time with you, he loses. If I spend more time with him, you lose. In the end, the only thing I see coming like a freight train is me losing both of you." Natalie threw up her hands in exasperation. "I keep thinking, 'This will be great.' But then I'll think of some scenario like if one part of the triangle gets into an argument...or worse breaks up...and I say to myself, 'This is a really, really bad idea.'" 

Laurie was pushing a cashew around on the counter top. The sharp points of her hair dangled in front of her, hiding her eyes from Natalie. She said, "Yes. That could happen. And you could get hit by a bus tomorrow, or an asteroid could land on our building, or someone from the British Royal Family could ask me to marry them. Seems like a pretty risky world out there." 

Natalie grimaced, "Come on, L. This is serious. How is this going to work? This isn't like a little fling, I really have feelings for Adam. And the shit he told me about his family this morning – GOD! What a mess. He's done everything he can to stay out of a relationship, but this thing with me has him all twisted around the axle. And somewhere in all of this is the fact that you may not even like him all that much. What if he starts spending even more time here and..."

"Stop. Just stop, Natalie. Did you know you're a champion worrier? That adorable little line in between your eyebrows is all scrunched up and you're working toward a genuine fit." Laurie approached Natalie and put her arms around her. "I want this for you, I really do. Shit—I want it for me too. I don't know what life is going to bring, but I do know we should take advantage of something like this if we have the chance." She kissed Natalie on the forehead. "I think he's a great guy and I want him to be with us. He's thoughtful, funny, smart, dependable, and holy shit, sexy. He and I haven't spent as much time together so we don't have the relationship you do. But I don't think either of us will find it a burden to be in this thing together. Truth is, I spent all day giddy like kid in a candy shop just thinking about how great this is going to be with him."

Natalie couldn't relent so easily. "Jesus—I'm asking you to get into a relationship you didn't want to be in, with a guy you weren't interested in, so that I can..."

Laurie planted a kiss full on Natalie's mouth which cut off the stream of worry. Natalie tried to pull back to keep talking, but Laurie was having none of that. Slowly Natalie relented and began to return the kiss. When they finally parted lips, Laurie said, "I'm not shy, Nat. If I don't like what's going on, I'll tell you and I'll tell him. He's a good one and I'm sincere when I say that I want this; so now you need to trust me. But there is one thing that you need to figure out right now—before he gets here. And that is whether you're comfortable with me and him getting together when you're not around."

The thought hadn't even occurred to Natalie. Would she be jealous? Would it even be reasonable for her to consider that? 

Natalie said, "I can't possibly ask you not to do that."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not willing to give up being alone with you when I want. Or you want. And if he has to deal with that, and you have to deal with the fact that I'll be with him, how could I possibly expect you guys to do anything different?" It felt good to Natalie to at least have one piece of the puzzle seem clear to her. Of course, the whole line of logic was built on a foundation of crazy. 

Laurie gave a wicked leer and said, "Good. The man has skills." She gave a wicked, lopsided grin. 

Natalie laughed. "I hope he has some stamina. Between the two of us, he might make a run for the hills before long."

"But not before we get to play some more. Jee-zus, I don't know how I'm going to make it through dinner."

Natalie let her hand drop to Laurie's ass. "That bad, huh? Maybe I should give you a helping hand before he gets here? Of course, I'm just thinking of his health here. The poor slob should be allowed to eat dinner before you take advantage of him."

Natalie used both hands to accordion Laurie's skirt up her thighs and over her ass. She pushed down on the elastic band of Laurie's panties until they dropped to the floor around her feet. Laurie spread her legs a few inches and Natalie's hand cupped Laurie's pussy. 

Extreme warmth emanated from Laurie and a slight push from Natalie's middle finger gave away Laurie's state of arousal. Natalie said, "Oh, my. You certainly do seem to have yourself in a bit of a state here."

Natalie began a moderate rhythm with her hand. She reached under and pushed her two middle fingers into Lauire, and then pulled out before allowing them to slip up to the top of her slit. Each motion was long and steady rather than short or jerky. She knew that it was the consistency of the pressure that would start Laurie toward a peak. 

Laurie's face was buried in Natalie's shoulder. She was nibbling at Natalie's neck, but the marvelous caresses were distracting her from her task. She'd been a mess all day and the pent up sexual energy was seeking an outlet. At the farmers market with her mother, she'd been distracted by the echoes of Adam's touch. Her subconscious insisted on recalling the final rounds of his forceful pounding from behind. She could clearly recall the vice-like grip of his hands on her hips and the slapping of his balls against her with each plunging attack. It had gotten to the point where her mother had finally realized that Laurie wasn't being as chatty as usual and got concerned that Laurie was coming down with something which had brought on a conversation she wished hadn't happened.

Laurie whispered just loud enough for Natalie to hear, "What was your favorite part of last night?"

Natalie didn't even hesitate. "Pretty much the same thing you were thinking about. When you had your mouth on me and he was behind you." She could tell that her talking about the previous night was going to turn-on Laurie even more. "He had his eyes closed and was completely in the moment. With each thrust from him, you were pushed forward and I could feel the strength of what he was doing to you through your mouth. I could see the base of his cock pulling out of you and he would pause before driving back in with a force that would get sent through straight to me."

The pace of Natalie's hand steadily increased until it became an intense blur of energy on Laurie's pussy. It got to the point where Natalie was simply driving her two middle fingers deep into Laurie's core which allowed the heel of her palm to bang against Laurie's clit with a wet, sloppy smack each time. 

Natalie knew that her voice in Laurie's ear was accelerating Laurie closer to her orgasm. She said, "As much as I wanted him to fuck me, it was more intense to feel him through you. I came in your mouth and I watched him fight off his need to blow all over your ass...oh, my god it was hot. His cock was so fucking hard, and I could see how wet it was from you." Her voice was jumpy due to the rapid motions of her arm. 

Laurie had heard, and had, enough. A hoarse, throaty stream of profanity ushered from her throat as she clamped down on Natalie's fingers and rocked her hips back and forth. If she could have, she would have drawn more of Natalie's hand inside of her to satisfy her need to feel full like she had with Adam. It took a few minutes, but her immediate need was sated and she reluctantly came back to earth. 

When she had regained her composure, Laurie tenderly touched her lips to Natalie's. The act of kissing someone can transmit so many different emotions. Everything from lust to refusal, friendship to commitment—her thanks, love, and genuine acceptance of their relationship were all present. 

Natalie accepted the kiss and then said, "Thank you for that."

Laurie smiled warmly and kissed Natalie a second time. "I love you kiddo." The two wrapped each up in an extended embrace. When they finally untangled, Laurie adjusted her skirt back into place and leaned on the counter to compensate for her shaky knees. 

Laurie said, "This is going to work out, you'll see. He's a great guy and as long as we're all up-front about things..."

"I think the hardest part about what you just said was the bit about 'as long as.' Sorry to jump back on the gloomy bus, but there's a shitload of room for ambiguity in that." Natalie had been washing her hands. She braced against the sink and just watched the water run. 

The buzzer from the street-level door shrilled its best impression of a psychotic bee. Laurie pushed off of the counter and smacked Natalie on the butt as she headed to the hallway intercom panel. Her panties remained on the kitchen floor. 

"Yes? Who is it?" Laurie asked via the intercom and then pressed the LISTEN button.

Sounding more like the teacher from the old Peanuts TV cartoons than himself, Adam said, "Hey guys. It's Adam."

Laurie's wiseass streak had both depth and breadth to it. Seldom would she pass up an opportunity to needle a friend. She pushed TALK again, "Sorry, I didn't hear you. Who's there?"

"A-D-A-M." he pronounced his name as if he was speaking to a deaf geriatric patient.

A wicked gleam had crept into Laurie's eyes. This time, she repeatedly pressed and released the talk button while speaking which absolutely guaranteed that Adam would get a garbled version down on the street. "We've had a bunch of break-ins here over the past few months, and we're not sure that we should be talking to unknown men who buzz us from the street. My mother always warned me about sexual predators and how they take advantage of single women. There are so many things for vulnerable girls like us. But...we might let you in if you have any good food with you."

This time, when she pressed the LISTEN button they heard Adam cursing. "Goddam intercom works like shit. We can put a fucking man on the moon, but can't figure out how..."

Laurie switched to the TALK button and held it firmly. "Sir. Sir. We'll let you in if you have an eight-inch cock and are willing to fuck us blue."

Natalie coughed in the kitchen. "Jesus, L. People can hear that on the street. That thing is loud down there."

"You bet. I'm counting on it." And she pressed the ENTER button long enough to make sure Adam pushed through both sets of doors in the foyer. Laurie released the deadbolt on the door and left it open for Adam.

When Adam shouldered aside the door, he found the ladies in the small kitchen getting started on dinner. "You have no idea how embarrassing that was." He was still blushing. "I swear...just as you said that, this lady and her daughter were walking buy. The look she gave me...man."

Laurie had a shit-eating grin on her face. "I guess you should behave yourself better in the future. Wouldn't want to get you in trouble with the local moral majority."

"Anyone ever mention that you're a pain in the ass."

"Oddly enough, the topic has come up a few times. Though I think most people consider it part of my charm."

Laughing with a forced sense of ease, Adam locked the door and put the bag he'd been carrying on the counter. "A few bottles of wine. Two kinds of cheese. Some focaccia." He was pulling the items out and placing them around the bag. "Strawberries and whipped cream." The food was a convenient way to avoid the awkwardness of his arrival. The physical experience of the night before should have removed any sense of confusion about his connection to both girls, but the conversation of the morning had left him feeling like the jury was still out on his presence. 

Throughout the day, Adam had ruminated on the mess that he'd created. How could he have missed the relationship that Natalie had with Laurie? He'd been so focused on his own desires that he'd completely ignored what was going on for her. Any time she'd shown a glimmer of interest in him, he'd allowed selfish eagerness to blind him from the bigger picture. At least three times during the afternoon, he'd had his cell in his hands and was a step from punching the CALL button to cancel the evening's plans. He knew it'd be hard, but he believed he had the discipline to put his cardinal rule back in place. No love, no risk, no pain. After failing to summon the resolve for a phone call, he'd convinced himself that the honorable thing to do was to break it off in person. His plan had been to come to dinner and deal with the situation in a direct fashion. Face up to his own actions like an adult. Give Natalie her life back and honor the relationship that she clearly had with Laurie.

Yet here he stood in Natalie's apartment more perplexed than ever and facing the realization that his resolve was failing within three seconds of being in the room. When he'd opened the door, the particular smell of the place had overwhelmed his senses and exposed the chinks in the armor of his resolution. The place was a distinctly feminine, well-appointed apartment even though neither of them had much money. Second hand furniture had been carefully selected and combined to give the living room a spare, but welcoming feel. The air was permanently tinted with the mixture of soaps, perfumes, and a pervading cleanliness that no bachelor's place could ever achieve. His studio had his stuff in it; the girls' apartment was their home. He wanted to be a part of their world.

"Hey. Anyone in there?" Natalie had come around the counter and placed her hand on his chest. "You're a million miles away. Don't I at least get a hello?"

Having Natalie so close and familiar with him was a further intoxicant blurring his commitment to breaking-off the nascent relationship. "Wha...oh, of course. Sorry. Hi." Her hand was warm through his shirt. He desperately wanted to embrace her and not let go – but he knew he mustn't give into that temptation.

He gave her a quick hug but she wouldn't let him get away with just that. She took his jaw in both hands and drew him to her for a kiss. She let her lips linger on his and looked straight into his eyes. She could see a slightly hunted look there and could tell that an afternoon of brooding hadn't done him any good. He'd done his best to limit the contact between them when she'd hugged him and a tendril of fear meandered through her gut. 

Laurie rinsed her hands off in the sink and called over her shoulder. "I'd better get one of those too." She wiped her hands off on a towel which hung from the oven's door handle. "I never got a proper goodbye kiss this morning and I'm planning on holding a grudge."

Despite himself, Adam's mouth curled into a half-smile. Laurie's kiss was significantly less genteel than Natalie's had been. She looped her arms over his shoulders and leaned into the embrace. Yet even with the warmth of her welcome, it didn't take long for her to notice his reticence as well. She released her grip on him and said, "I think everyone needs a drink. What'd you bring us?"

The contours of Laurie's body further rattled Adam's determination to end things. Could he be so weak that sex could sway his thinking so completely? Was the Pope Catholic?

"To tell you the truth, I don't have a clue what the wine is. The guy at the shop swore we'd be happy with it."

"Holy crap!" Natalie had just noticed the little price tag on the side of one of the bottles. "Are you nuts?"

"You said to get some wine."

Natalie had picked the nearer bottle off the counter and was reading the label. "Indeed I did, but isn't this a little out of control? I mean, shit. I don't pay this much for a pair of shoes for Christ's sake."

Laurie had gone back around the counter to work on the chicken. "Are we going to talk about this wine or drink it? What's it called?"

"Something French. Does it matter?" Natalie pulled open a drawer and slid the cork screw across to Adam. "You might as well open this stuff up, not that any of us will know the difference. Laurie, how long until the chicken's ready?"

"Well the sauce is on and I just put the chicken in the oven with the potatoes. Mmm...let's see...yeah, the rice needs to be started and I picked up a bag of salad, so that'll be easy. It should all be done in thirty or forty minutes."

Laurie bent down to get a pot out of the lower cabinet for the rice. Adam, who had been pulling the cork, almost dropped the bottle when her skirt rode up over her ass. His gaze lingered on the crease of skin that marked the top of her thigh and the start of her rounded cheek. His palm tingled with the memory of its pliable warmth. 

"Here, use these." Natalie had dug into a cabinet on the other side of the kitchen. "My grandmother gave me these a while back and I've never had a good enough reason to put them to use. I suppose wine like that probably deserves some special treatment." The long-stemmed crystal glasses were absolutely the nicest things in the kitchen.

Adam poured three healthy servings and handed one to each of the girls. Out of habit, he raised his glass before drinking.

Natalie said, "What are we drinking to?"

Adam was unprepared and fumbled for words. Laurie spoke up for him, "To our complicated relationship. It's made everything more interesting."

Natalie smiled, said, "Hear, hear." and took a sip. "Oh, my. That's yummy stuff."

Adam barely tasted his sip. Laurie had spoken about "our relationship" as if all three of them were committed to it already. 

The cheese had been put on a plate and brought to the coffee table along with the wine. Adam had retreated to the couch after having been summarily tossed from the kitchen when he'd offered assistance. He watched the two chatting as they set the table and he marveled at where his head currently was compared to a few hours before. It'd been the path of least resistance to think about cutting this off when he was at the office. But Natalie's pointed comment about his being unhappy now haunted him. He'd tried to insist that there was a difference between lonely and unhappy but he was beginning to think he'd managed to be both rather than just the one. Yet in this apartment with two great women who were interested in sharing time, and their bodies, with him was seductive on so many levels. 




Dinner for Three Ch. 03



Natalie was first to quit the preparations and join him on the couch. She plopped down next to him and leaned against his torso. Not being satisfied with just that, she reached up and pulled his arm from the back of the couch and managed to get it behind her enough so that he was effectively cradling her. "That's better." She said. 

"Are you sure?" He asked.

Natalie said, "Undoubtedly. I don't know what you convinced yourself to do between the time you left this morning and just now, but I told you before I want to be with you." 

Laurie sauntered over and perched on the cushioned chair at the end of the table. "Both of us do."

Adam pursed his lips. The phantom debates of the afternoon were dissipating but a stubborn thread held his full acceptance of the arrangement between them in check. "Not that I've ever done something like this before, but I'm guessing that a triangle is asking for trouble. I'm the interloper here—you two have a great thing going and I'm just going to create friction." 

"Yes and no, Adam." Laurie spent most of her life keeping serious issues at bay with her sarcasm and wit. But when it mattered, she could be both direct and understanding. "You're absolutely right that Nat and I have a great relationship. But you're missing the fact that both of us want you to be part of it. We won't stop loving each other because you're part of our lives." She enjoyed another sip of her wine. "But here's the part where you have to decide what you want because I'm going to be selfish in one thing. I won't be part of an unequal relationship. 'Us' means all three of us. That means I'm with Natalie and I'm with you. It means she's with me and she's with you. And that means that you're with her and you're with me. The last one being important for me. I need to know now if you're willing to have me in your life on an equal footing with Natalie. If not, then this will end tonight. It's that simple."

Adam had worked through a hundred reasons why he should end it with Natalie. He'd thought about what it would mean to be with her and, with guilt, he'd thought about the benefits of having Laurie as part of his sex life. But the one thing he'd completely missed was the emotional need that Laurie would have from him. For the first time that whole confusing day, he found clarity in the simple logic of Laurie's statement. She was absolutely right and that was the key to how it might be possible for the three of them to be together. But was it beyond him to connect with two people rather than just Natalie? His lifelong rule wasn't getting bent, it was being mangled beyond recognition and possibly beyond recovery.

"I'm such an asshole. I spent the whole day coming up with reasons why this couldn't work with Natalie. What a fucking blind spot!" 

Natalie said, "Not an asshole, just a guy."

He grimaced slightly and said to Natalie, "I see. You had this figured out all along did you?"

"No, I'm an asshole too. The only smart one here is Laurie."

Laurie smiled broadly, "I think we're off to the right understanding about me. But I'll tell you that neither one of you can compare to my Mother on the asshole front. You guys are amateurs."

Natalie grimaced in concern for Laurie. Natalie said, "It was that bad, huh?"

"Oh this one was a whopper. She could tell something was up with me and the grand inquisition began. For all her liberal bullshit, she still can't deal with the fact that you and I are together. When I let on that a great guy was going to be part of my life, the vein in her neck started pulsing which is never a good sign."

Adam was a bit shocked that Laurie had said something to her mother. "So she thinks a bad idea too? Maybe the two of us should talk."

"I believe her comment was something to the effect that a three-way relationship isn't romance and that it's just an excuse for an orgy. I guess it was around that point that I kind of told her off. What the hell does she know about romance anyway? I told Natalie earlier this evening that I've been walking around in a daze all day at the prospect of making this work. I can't think of something more romantic than finding something when I least expect it and, even better, getting to share that with the woman I already love."

"Not exactly a Leave It To Beaver setting here though." 

"Adam, don't be a cynic. Yeah, this is outside of 'normal,' but keep in mind that Natalie and I have been card-carrying abnormals for a while."

Adam's smile at Laurie's comment didn't linger long. He said to Laurie, "I don't disagree with the unexpectedness of this situation, and I don't know what to say about your Mom but that brings me back around to...shit. Sorry—I don't talk about this much. Did Natalie tell you about what I said this morning..."

Natalie cut in, "Nothing. I didn't know what you'd be comfortable with my telling her. That's stuff you have to tell her, not me."

"Okay, then I'll just give you Cliffs Notes for now." Adam took of sip of wine to buy a moment of time before launching into the thing he least liked speaking about. He said, "Suffice it to say that my relationship with my parents wasn't the storybook ideal. Dad was a criminal, Mom was hopeless and I was the damaged goods thrown off as collateral. I'd kind of decided that it would be easier to stay out of any relationships..."

Laurie interrupted him. "Permanently?"

"Yeah—as in for good. I'd decided it would be easier to be alone than to live through what they did. This was a situation where my folks screamed and threw shit at each other. Just the opposite. They were crazy in love and that tortured all three of us." More wine didn't clear the taste in his mouth. "But Natalie got under my skin. And now, it seems that I need you under there too. So it looks like I've got an embarrassment of riches but I'm scared shitless and totally incompetent to deal with it."

Natalie quipped, "I love a decisive man." 

"Nice." He said, "But one last serious thing. The only thing that is clear to me at this point is that I'm more scared of screwing this up rather than of my getting hurt. I want this with you more than I would have thought...I mean that I want it with both of you. But..."

Laurie cut in. "Stop with the 'but' statements, both of you. Here's the thing—we're all wigged out by this but the situation is pretty damn simple at its core. If we fuck it up, so what...we fuck it up. Let's stop thinking of all the different ways we can fuck it up before we even start and just try doing it. We've got nothing but time on our hands and all three of us are willing to try. That's good enough for now. Frankly I'm starving, and while this may seem crass, I'm really looking forward to getting back into bed with both of you. Let's not analyze the shit out of this thing what do you say?"

"Ah...eloquent as always." Natalie said. She got off Adam, crossed to Laurie and gave her knee a squeeze. "Fine. Let's eat."

**** 

"So, Honey. How was your day?" Laurie asked with a simpering expression and stilted voice as if she were in a '50s sitcom. No one had said much since the three had tucked in for the meal but she wasn't one to sit back and accept an awkward situation. Humor was her knee-jerk reaction to discomfort.

Adam appreciated the escape from his own thoughts. He picked up on the sardonic tone and joined in. "Well, Jane. After my three-martini lunch, I boffed the new girl from the secretarial pool and then landed a new account. I think this deal will make me Partner."

Natalie smiled and jumped into the impromptu performance. "Harry. I've told you how I feel about your objectification of the secretaries at work. They're there to provide a valuable service and..."

"Her service was valued. I even slapped her on her ass and told her she was a 'good girl' before sending her back to work."

Laurie stood and turned away from Adam. She lifted her skirt so the right side of her ass was completely exposed. "Oh, Mr. Tinsler. You're just dreamy. Thank you for taking the time to meet with me...in the utility closet."

Adam appreciated the view being proffered to him. He noticed again that Laurie seemed to be missing her underwear. He landed a smack on her bottom hard enough to leave a red, five-fingered imprint behind. "Next time, bring a friend." 

"Owww...that stung"

Natalie laughed at how quickly Laurie had stood up following the solid blow from Adam. She said, "Serves you right. Strumpet."

Laurie turned and faced the two of them. She placed her hands on her hips and gently grabbed the fabric of her skirt. Her fingers crawled slowly a few paces and raised the hem of her skirt a half-inch. Her pleasant buzz from the wine encouraged her behavior further. She said, "I was kind of..." another few millimeters of her thighs came into view, "hoping to get..." fingers retracted more fabric, "more of your..." two half-moons of her outer lips peeked out, "attention." When she stopped, the vertical slit of her pussy was in full view. 

Adam's mouth was slightly agape. The inexorable progress of Laurie's skirt had captivated him and his pulse had increased with each pull of her fingers. All of the afternoon's internal emotional turmoil had forced the more visceral images of his recent experiences with the girls from his mind. But the mischievous intent that glinted in Laurie's eyes and the raw sexuality of being presented with her shaved lips had rekindled the fervency of his desire. 

Natalie reached over and firmly pushed his lower jaw closed. The clack of his teeth snapped the sexual tension with the comic timing of The Three Stooges. The noise sent Laurie and Natalie into paroxysms of laughter. 

Adam went crimson from his neck to his forehead. There was nothing to do but laugh at himself. 

Laurie was gratified with the effect she'd had on Adam. His wide-eyed look at her lascivious exposure had momentarily been sexy, but Natalie had been spot-on with the trout-ing he was doing. She was wiping a tear from the corner of an eye, "Holy shit. That was awesome. Oh man..."

"Not your most intelligent look, my friend." Natalie said and got up to give Adam a hug from behind. "So much for cool, calm and collected. I think that was more like dazed and confused." She bent down and kissed the top of his head through more giggles. "So Don Juan, we going to try some of that dessert you brought?" 

Adam was happy for the diversion. He was enjoying the arms wrapped around his shoulders and the way the back of his head was nestled between Natalie's breasts. "Only if you two degenerates will give a guy a break." 

Laurie had started clearing the table. She said, "Not a chance. What'd you say you picked up again?"

"Strawberries and cream." 

Natalie put her plate on the counter next to the sink. Laurie's little show had gotten Natalie's engine started and the dessert choice had put a wicked thought in her head. She picked up the plastic container of strawberries and the can of whipped cream and headed for the bedroom. 

Adam said, "Ah, where you going with that?"

Natalie didn't answer, leaving Adam and Laurie in the kitchen looking at each other quizzically. It didn't take much for Adam to realize that Natalie's interest in further talk of relationships was probably done for the evening. But he was glad of the chance to catch Laurie alone for moment. He said to her, "Hey, before we go in there – you sure about this? This afternoon I was dead-set on breaking things off with Natalie out of some warped chivalrous logic."

Laurie put her arms around Adam's mid-section and looked up at him. "But that was all shit and you know it now?"

"Something like that."

Laurie said, "Good. 'Cause this is real and we're going to figure things out." She went up on tip-toes and kissed him lightly at first. 

He could taste the wine from her mouth and he savored the sweetness and warmth of her breath. Her skirt hadn't left his mind and he ran his hand down her lower back and over her marvelous ass. When his hand touched skin on the back of her thigh and then came back up under the fabric, she gave a small giggle that carried more than a little mischief in it. 

Laurie broke the kiss and said, "Let's go find out what Natalie's got in mind." They headed for the bedroom.

There are times in one's life when an image will imprint itself permanently, where a moment instantly transforms into an essential memory. Pathways in the brain are etched and reinforced enabling near-perfect recall for decades. Natalie had managed to do exactly this for Adam. She'd manufactured an iconic image that would live with him for life. 

Natalie had shed all of her clothing and was on the bed, stretched out on her side with her arm and hand supporting her head. Her other elbow was crooked so that her forearm passed across her belly. She'd sprayed two healthy dabs of whipped cream on the high point of her hip and placed a large, spectacularly-red strawberry nose down into each pile of whipped cream. Her breasts created two symmetrical curves on their sides but seemed casually disdainful of gravity's effects. Her eyes sparkled with the pleasure she felt from what she could see in Adam and Laurie's expressions.

Adam allowed his gaze to travel the length of her body. He wanted to absorb every detail and commit it to memory. Her knees were slightly bent which emphasized the strength in her legs. Freshly-shaved shins reflected the light from overhead and he could see the top of one perfect calf. He studied the triangle of soft skin and trimmed hair at the juncture of her legs. With her body positioned as it was, he could follow the musculature of her lower abdomen as it came to a V. He could just make out the cleft of tenderness leading away into the crease between her thighs. 

Natalie said, "Dessert is served. Anyone hungry?"

Laurie closed her hand around Adam's wrist. Without taking her eyes from Natalie's body she said, "Tell me again about your plan to walk away from this."

"Stupid fuck'n plan." He said. Adam had met Natalie's gaze and shared her pleasure with his own smile. "I can honestly say I've never seen anything more beautiful in my life."

Laurie was tempted to say something to chide him for forgetting her, but she had to admit that Natalie was one hell of vision. She was gorgeous. "Totally agree with that."

Adam said, "I think we need to catch up with Nat." He started unbuttoning Laurie's blouse and let it drop to the floor. She released the side clasp of her skirt and it joined the blouse on the ground only a few moments before her bra. 

Laurie began helping Adam out of his clothes and in less than a minute the two of them were climbing onto the bed with Natalie. Adam was on his knees and leaned over to give Natalie a tender kiss. Their lips lingered and he brushed his back and forth along hers periodically repeating more direct touches. Laurie had approached from the other side and was seated cross-legged taking in the enticing view of Adam's muscled ribcage and nicely rounded rear. 

Adam resisted the temptation to let the kiss escalate in intensity. He carefully moved so as not to upset the bowl of fruit and seated himself in a mirror of Laurie's cross-legged position. Their open legs left nothing to anyone's imagination which created a delightful mélange of sexual tension and complete abandonment of self-consciousness. 

"If someone had told me at 14 that I'd be sitting on a bed, nude, with two unbelievably gorgeous girls..." 

"You'd have set some sort of whack-off record." Laurie said through a genuine laugh. 

Adam shook his head. "I don't think you understand what most teenage boys are doing with their spare time alone."

Natalie was grinning. She said, "And what makes you think that the boys are so different from the girls, huh?" She never ceased to get a kick out of surprising Adam. "The first time I figured out what my fingers could do, I was totally hooked."

Adam's curiosity was peaked. "Really? I thought you all were above that. Isn't this the taboo subject for girls? Shit. If guys had any idea that high school girls were interested in this stuff there'd be a hell of a lot more teenage pregnancy." 

Laurie barked out a laugh. "Who the hell said anything about high school? More like thirteen for me. Christ. It was bubble baths that did me in. I had a super soft wash cloth and was just taking care of getting everything clean when I figured out that there were better things to do in the tub than play with toys."

"I was a slower learner than you, but not by a whole lot." Natalie said. "I was probably fourteen or fifteen before I figured out that I could make myself get off. Of course, I was pretty committed to the idea of practice-makes-perfect after that."

Adam was amazed. "Damn. I had no idea girls were that active. Teenage guys are a lost cause but everyone knows that." 

Laurie gave a wry grin, "Just teenagers? You mean you don't jack-off now?"

Even in the completely exposed situation he was in at the moment, Adam still blushed. "I...uh...well, yeah. Of course, but..."

"Funny how some things are tough to talk no matter how old you are." Laurie reached over and patted Adam on the knee. 

Natalie's voice cracked with a giggle. "Speaking of tough. I need to move my arm but I'm stuck waiting for the two of you to eat your dessert."

"Ooh, poor girl." Laurie leaned forward and ran her hand up Natalie's leg until her finger swirled the whipped cream from around the bottom of the first strawberry. "Mmm...too bad it isn't a cherry." She licked her finger clean, pulled the strawberry out of its host dollop and pinched the delicate leaves from the top before closing her lips around it. 

Adam's blush smoothly transitioned into a flush. Laurie's breasts swayed below her outstretched arm and he drank in the curve of her arched back. Her tummy contracted with her breathing and he could see the faint movement of muscles along her ribcage that inexorably drew his gaze back to the nipple cresting her chest's inviting profile. 

Natalie gave a chirp. "Hey, that tickles." Laurie had begun the process of cleaning the rest of her serving of whipped cream with her tongue. The light touch on Natalie's hip was making her squirm. "Okay...okay...it's clean."

Adam bent forward and gave into the temptation to cup Laurie's breast for a moment before reaching for his berry. He decapitated the fruit and enjoyed its pop of sweetness when he bit down on it. He had to stretch across the bed to get his mouth on the whipped cream so he elected to take it all in one slurp. He too had to lick a few times to get it all and Natalie continued to complain about the tickling.

While he was stretched out, Natalie reached out with the hand that had been holding up her head and ran it up the back of his leg and then back down to his calf. She reveled in the hard ridges of the definition earned through thousands of long road miles. "Jeez, that's enough." She rolled away from the lips on her hip. It felt good to finally change position.

Adam delighted in the view he had of Natalie. He lowered himself into a quasi-pushup and planted a kiss on her mons. Downy hairs made his nose twitch and he savored the mustiness that contrasted against the residual sweetness in his palate from the fruit and whipped cream. He traced his lips back and forth across her crease while periodically pursing them and touching lightly all around the area. The temptation to savor Natalie more deeply was encouraged by a languorous sigh that seemed to pull from the very base of her diaphragm. 

The extra berries and cream were safely removed from the field of play and Adam repositioned himself at Natalie's feet. He gripped each foot firmly and applied pressure with his thumbs into her arches. Her eyes fluttered and closed before he rotated his hands around first to her ankles and then up under each calf. The massaging motion first separated her knees and then parted her thighs. The friction of the skin on skin increased the temperature of his hands until it felt to each of them that he was painting her with heat. His eyes never waivered from his target. Her sex was completely exposed to him by the time he placed the flat of his tongue directly into the fold at her center. 




Dinner for Three Ch. 03



Laurie was tempted to remain strictly a voyeur but she keenly felt a desire to touch the amazing woman in front of her. She lay forward, draped an arm across Natalie's torso and began using her lips to bite or kiss Natalie's collar bone, neck, and chin. Laurie could feel Natalie's breathing deepen under the pressure from Adam's mouth. Periodically a spasm would emanate upwards from Natalie's stomach which would be followed by a sharp intake of air. 

Laurie wasn't expecting to feel Adams hands on the backs of her legs since she hadn't felt Natalie climax from his attentions. But apparently he'd abandoned Natalie and was pushing Laurie's legs apart. The sounds of Adam feasting on Natalie mixed with feeling the warmth of Natalie's skin under her mouth had brought Laurie to a heightened state of arousal. Adam's hand cupped her and his thumb easily slid into the folds of her pussy. His gentle but insistent pressure encouraged her to raise her hips and present herself to him. 

Adam had been engrossed in his work on Natalie but his eyes had been drawn to the profile of Laurie's body. The emotional labyrinth of the day resulted in his having a moment of startling clarity. It occurred to him that he needed to focus his affections on Laurie. There was an unspoken imperative in his mind that he needed to both open himself to Laurie and to cement the totality of the triangle of their relationship. The recent memory of her unexpected revealing of her pussy during dinner had also become something of an obsession in his mind. He needed her more than physically – but a physical start wasn't a bad idea. 

Laurie had arched her back further and was pressing toward Adam with some allowing him to nudge the head of his cock into the softness guarding Laurie's opening. He encircled the base of his shaft with his hand and drew the head down along the slit that almost glittered with her arousal. By the time he'd brought his crown back the other way, it was coated and slick. He pressed forward and felt the ridge of the head pass into her enclosure. The gap between his hips and her backside reduced steadily until he was reveling in the pliable resistance of the cheeks of her ass. He dropped his shoulders over her in order to plant a kiss between her shoulder blades and then began a steady increase of rhythm. At one point, he was sure he felt her shudder with release but he was so engrossed with the sensations that demanded his attention that he couldn't be sure if she'd peaked. 

Adam paused and withdrew from Laurie. He kissed her shoulder again and then pulled on her side to get her to roll over and face him. 

Natalie could tell there was something cathartic about what she was witnessing. Adam and Laurie needed to unequivocally declare to each other a connection that was unique for them. What astounded her was the ease with which she could be a party to their act and not feel abandoned. She knew with absolute certainty that she was not being excluded—it was something beyond any emotional experience she'd ever had before. It felt right. 

Laurie's head was now cradled in Natalie's lap and her hands were wrapped around Adam's forearms as if she were trying to retain grasp on reality. Their eyes were locked onto each other's and both of them were breathing in ragged gasps. Laurie was almost panting and Natalie could tell that she'd come more than once already. Adam's shoulders were straining to maintain the angle of his body and cords were stretched along both sides of his neck. With each downward thrust, the bed would absorb their energy and then catapult his hips away from Laurie before he would piston back into her again. 

The seconds leading up to Adam's orgasm were astounding for Natalie to watch. Adam stopped breathing altogether. His body seemed to coil into a high-tension knot and the pace of the fucking never slacked. When he came, he thrust his hips forward with such force that it caused all three of them to shift slightly on the bed. He expelled a huge lungful of air before collapsing into Laurie's embrace. While Adam labored to catch his breath, Natalie ran her fingers through his hair and found herself smiling broadly. 

The three of them remained silent for many minutes. They arranged themselves on the bed more comfortably, kissed, stroked hair, ran hands along skin...but did not speak. There was a sense of completeness for each of them, a comfort in the knowledge that they could make this ludicrous situation work. None of them knew where such a relationship was going to lead them but for the time being, there were no questions left to ask.