Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
I laugh along with the crowd, and then there’s some speculation about their love lives. No one knows if they’re dating anyone, and once again, the rumor comes up that they’re gay, only to be shot down by me. But I don’t say why. I don’t tell the girls that it’s because I just made love to the two men not twenty feet away from my current spot. I just smile my secret smile and say something breezy along the lines of, “Oh no, they’re too masculine to be gay. And it would be such a loss to womankind.” The ladies giggle and nod, before launching into some other topic. But I smile internally, thinking of my gorgeous lovers again. Because they want to meet up, and now, I can’t wait.
11
Jordan
After our little episode with Mira in the bedroom, Jason and I thought it would be best to leave. We didn’t mean to have a tryst, but when we saw her take off for the bathroom, something in us surged. We had to have her, and surprising Mira like that turned out to be so sensual. She’s everything we want in a woman with those ripe curves and breathy little moans.
Plus, Mira overheard another one of our congregants asking us about three people relationships, and it’s starting to look like this might be something she might be open to. At least she didn’t launch into a diatribe about how “wrong” it is or how “morally bankrupt.” That would have been bad.
Besides, I know that she’s pretty fresh on the dating scene, so maybe she doesn’t know what she wants. She’s like a clean slate, ready to be molded for our pleasure. Yet, Mira knows her mind, and Jason and I can tell she’s intelligent and no pushover.
My friend looks over at me as we stride down a darkened block to our apartment.
“That probably wasn’t the greatest idea.”
“What?” I fake ignorance. He snorts.
“Having sex with Mira in someone else’s house. What else?” Per usual, Jason is right. It wasn’t the greatest idea because we could have easily gotten caught. The girls are loud talkers, so that was helpful, but that doesn’t negate the fact that someone could have walked down the hall and heard moans and thumps coming from the bedroom.
I shrug.
“It wasn’t the greatest idea, but at least it was fun. She had a good time too. We wore her out.” Looking on the bright side is my default, and Jason snorts again, getting into his stuffy routine.
“Yes, I can admit it was fun, but we’re getting reckless. Usually, we are a lot more careful than this. So what the fuck?”
He’s right. We’ve never been so cavalier about getting caught before. After all, our jobs are on the line, not to mention our reputations. Secrecy is paramount, and it’s the shield we use to protect ourselves. If that shield falls away, there could be a lot of damage.
“Okay, you’re right,” I concede. “Fine. But what now? Is that why you wanted to have a conversation with Mira? To talk to her about how things work for us?” I ask. Jason sighs.
“Yeah, because we’re going to have to do it eventually. We can’t keep running around like this. Our shenanigans are going to catch up with us.”
He’s right, but that’s what we were supposed to do today. Talk to Mira and let her know how Jason and I feel about her and where we would like to take our relationship. But even that’s unclear to me. Where are we taking this? What do we hope to achieve? It seems like we’re wandering in a maze with no answers. Besides, instead of talking, once again, we ended up making love to the beautiful girl. Again. Twice could have been a fluke, but three times is starting to feel like a pattern.
“So, what are we going to tell her?” I ask sardonically.
Jason pauses as the gears in his head turn, his jaw square and set.
“The truth.”
“Which is?”
“We just need to talk to her about being more discreet. Hopefully, Mira will be willing to do that.” I can hear the hesitance in his voice, but it’s misguided.
“Bro, we’re the ones who aren’t being discreet. We just snatched her in the middle of a Bible study group, and had our way with her. It’s not her, it’s us.”
Jason nods and I continue.
“Yeah, and what if she doesn’t like being our dirty little secret? What if she decides she wants to be out in the open with us, parading around like nothing’s wrong? What do we say then?”
He doesn’t respond, merely staring straight ahead and I let out a disgusted snort. Unfortunately, like Jason, I don’t really see any answers. This is such a dangerous situation, except for the fact that Mira is so sweet and almost irresistibly attractive. What do we do?