Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
We eat our lunch slowly, chatting as we chow down. Conversation has been easy since the three of us first entered into our relationship, but it has been flowing extra well during this trip.
Coming here was a great idea.
After we finish eating our entrees, Mark starts to call over the waitress.
“I want pie,” Mari stops Mark from asking for the check. “I’ve had a craving for it all week.”
“What kind of pie?”
“Any kind.”
There are three flavors on the diner counter. When the waitress comes over, I order one slice of each. I could go for a piece of pie, too.
She brings them over, and Mari eyes the dessert hungrily.
“Which do you want?”
“Can I have some of each? They all look so good!”
I laugh and hand her a fork. “Help yourself.”
She takes a big forkful of the blueberry pie first. I expected her to go for the apple, but maybe she’s saving the best for last.
“So good,” Mari moans. “Try it!”
She holds out a forkful for me to taste. It really is good. Maybe not good enough to moan over, but it’s delicious.
Mari eats half of each slice of pie, plus all of the blueberry one. She isn’t a big fan of the apple, to my surprise. It’s my favorite flavor. John ends up with lemon meringue, which is also really good.
After we finish the pie, John pays the bill, and we head out.
“We should stop at the store for more provisions,” Mari suggests. “Like popcorn and candy for the movies!”
“Good plan.”
John drives us down the road to the small grocery store. Mari loads up the cart with junk food while John and I take care of the actual meals. It doesn’t take us long, and we make it back to the hotel before the sun starts to set.
Our laundry is waiting, folded, just inside the door when we get back. John and I put away the groceries while Mari makes popcorn and throws a bunch of candy in the bowl. I’ve never seen anyone mix together popcorn and movie candy before, but that’s one of Mari’s traditions. Since it’s delicious, I’m not going to complain.
It’s my turn to choose a movie. I pick a comedy since I know it’ll be a crowd pleaser. When my movie is over, it’s John’s turn again to choose. We manage to get through five total movies before we decide it’s time for bed.
We retire to the bedroom and climb onto the mattress, but we don’t go to sleep.
We only have a few more days of freedom before our time together is policed and limited, so we’re going to make the most of it. Mari may be right about not having sex twenty-four/seven, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have it often.
Tonight, we prove that. Three times.
18
Mari
I slowly open my eyes. Last night, I had a much more refreshing night’s sleep. I didn’t mind the forest floor as much as I thought I would, but a bed is much more comfortable. I’ll need to pack a mattress pad or something when I go camping with the guys in the future.
The bed is empty. The clock on the table says it’s ten in the morning. Wow, I can’t remember the last time I slept this late. I must’ve been really tired.
Considering what we did last night, it’s no surprise I was exhausted. The guys had me up late and gave me multiple orgasms. That takes a lot out of you!
There’s a note on the table. It’s written in Mark’s handwriting, thank goodness. John’s is like a doctor’s script. I struggle to read the board when he’s teaching.
“Mari, John and I are using one of the hotel’s conference rooms to talk with the English department head about the next few days.”
I stop reading as my heart speeds up. That can’t be good! It’s Sunday. Why is the department head calling? I’m sure she’s going to tell us all to come home, and I don’t want that to happen. We’re having such an amazing time! I’m not ready for it to end.
I take a deep breath and keep reading.
“Before you freak out, it’s not bad.”
I laugh out loud. Mark knows me so well.
“She wants to go over the plan for the next three days. Since John won’t be in class, he has to give lesson plans for the covering lecturer. It’s going to take a while since there are a bunch of classes to cover. She also wants to talk about the conference. I don’t think we’ll be back before lunchtime. Feel free to eat without us if you’re hungry. Hope you slept well. See you when we get back. Love, Mark and John.”
Oh, thank goodness. I should learn to keep reading before I start to panic. Or maybe Mark should’ve said “don’t freak out” right at the beginning.