They moved her to the bed, and she lay down. The two men joined her. They lay at her sides at first, taking turns kissing her mouth and her neck. Then Adam went down to her pussy and began to lick and nibble on her clit, making her shriek in pleasure. She loved how he ate her out. When he returned to kiss her, Blake followed his lead and began to play with her clit with his tongue, weaving it around her labia and in and out of her pussy. She was so wet that she could feel the bed getting soaked underneath her.
Blake slipped a finger into her juicy opening and moved it in and out while he licked her clit. Her moans were enticing and soon he couldn’t stand it anymore. He moved behind her and inserted his cock where his finger had just been, filling her with his girth. She felt him deep in her stomach as he began to thrust his hips. She wrapped her legs around his waist, welcoming him. Immediately he rocked into an orgasm and she screamed out with joy.
Adam did not want to be left out. He tapped her lips with the tip of his cock and she eagerly took it in her mouth, sliding her lips up and down it. She relished the taste of him and worked him deeper and deeper into her throat.
Adam and Blake continued their play, changing places from time to time as the mood arose. Sophia, feeling bolder, sometimes directed traffic and tried positions that she had never even contemplated. After about 40 minutes or so, each of the three of them were ready, and with a couple of nods and giggles, they drove for home.
Adam happened to be in front of her at the time. Sophia stroked his member and sucked hard until he gasped out and flooded her mouth with his salty seed.
The sound of Adam’s moans and the taste of his semen, together with Blake’s stroking her deeply from behind, pushed Sophia over the edge. She screamed with pleasure as her body started to shudder. At the same time, Blake gasped and burst inside of her, throbbing as his warmth spread through her loins. Their first threesome was complete, in every sense of the word.
The three then lay themselves down and cuddled together, both men holding her in their warm, thick arms. She fell asleep, feeling sore but satisfied. Never in her life had she felt so complete. She surrendered herself to dreams of more and more delicious sex.
Chapter 8
In the morning, Sophia woke up to the smells of coffee and eggs. Blake was still asleep next to her, curled into her body. She touched him just to make sure this was all real, and not just an amazing dream. As memories from the night before flooded back into her brain, she broke into a huge smile. She got up and stretched and discovered that she was sore between her legs. Taking two men at once was everything she had thought it would be and more, but it had taken its toll on her body. Her muscles even ached, like she had just finished a strenuous workout at the gym.
She meandered into the kitchen, where Adam was singing some lame song and making breakfast. Not letting him know she was present, she sat at the kitchen bar and watched. He wore no shirt and looked so sexy as he flipped an omelet expertly in the pan. She had made a good choice – at least one of the brothers knew how to cook! Maybe Blake did, too. Choosing between them was not possible because they were both perfect men. The fact they were open to this ménage experience made her so happy.
Adam must have felt her eyes on his sexy muscular back because he turned. When he saw her, he grinned like they shared a dirty little secret. “How did you sleep?” he inquired.
“Great,” she grinned. “you?”
“Like a baby.”
“You sure woke up early.” The clock stated that it was barely seven.
“I always do. I like to work this early. But this morning, I figured I would make us all breakfast.”
“You don’t have to work?”
He shook his head. “The great thing about running your own company is that you can set your own hours. I’ll have to go into the office at some point, but I have time to spoil you.”
“And Blake, too?” she asked coyly. There was more to her question than she let on. She wondered if there might be any lingering resentment or competition between the two, even though they had all agreed on this threesome thing.
“Of course. He worked as hard as I did last night, didn’t he?”
She laughed. “He sure did. I have never come so hard in my life.”
“It was amazing, watching you come. Nothing has turned me on so much in my life.”
A loud yawn behind them announced that Blake was awake and joining them in the kitchen. He looked well-rested as he put a hand on the small of Sophia’s back and kissed her good morning. He asked her the same thing that Adam did, “Did you sleep well last night?”
“I sure did. Adam is making us breakfast.”
“Oh, good. Thanks, man.” He took a seat in the stool next to her.
“How do you like your omelet?” Adam asked Sophia. “Lots of onions? Lots of cheese?”
“Some jalapenos, if you have any,” Sophia requested.
“Ooh. Not sure if I have any. Blake, you wanna run down to the corner store?”
“No, no,” Sophia objected, “it’s fine. I don’t need jalapenos. Just surprise me.”
“I’ll go get some,” Blake volunteered, sliding off the stool and heading to the foyer to get his coat.
“Really,” Sophia called after him. “Don’t.”
But it was too late. The Franklin brothers really were determined to make her happy.
“Should we make a little love while he’s gone?” Adam asked, half teasing. The seriousness of his offer lingered under his wink though.
“I’m too sore,” she confessed. “You guys did a number on me last night.”
“I’m sorry. Will anything help?”
She shook her head. “It will go away on its own, I’m sure.”
“So how did you like it? Did it work for you?” he asked.
She nodded. “I loved it. I want to do it again.”
“How is this going to work?” he went on. “I mean, how do we know who gets you and who doesn’t?”
She paused. The same question had been nagging in the back of her mind. “I guess we should agree on that together. Maybe we can have a little conversation about rules when Blake gets back.”
Blake hurried back with some fresh peppers and Adam chopped them into Sophia’s omelet. Then he served the hot omelets with fresh gourmet coffee. They enjoyed breakfast at the little table in the living room windows, admiring the sunshine pouring over New York. While it had started to snow lately, the street below was clear and the day looked nice. Some people in the penthouse across the street had already set up Christmas decorations, which looked a bit out of place in the bright early morning sun.
“So, Adam brought up a good question earlier,” Sophia began after they had taken in the scenery for a moment. “And I felt that we should all talk about it. Together, as a team.”
“OK,” Blake said, glancing at Adam suspiciously.
“I think we need to work out the ground rules, like how this is going to work. We need to figure out how to make this run smoothly. And we need to facilitate good communication, if we want to all get along and stay on the same page.”
“Sure, absolutely,” Blake and Adam agreed. “We know all about that from work.”
“Well, I’m sure this will be a little different from work. You see, we’re going to need to use a bit of tact and delicacy. The last thing I want is any jealousy or misunderstandings arising.”
Both brothers concurred.
“I think we need to first decide how we are going to decide. I mean, how do I choose which one of you to be with and when? The threesome last night was awesome but I don’t think I can handle that every night.”
“So, we need to figure out how to take turns and share you nicely,” Blake surmised. “I see.”
“Well, it’s understandable. Last night was like a dream come true. But I can see wanting you all to myself from time to time,” said Adam.
“I think the way things have been going is great,” Blake said after a brief thoughtful pause. “You choose who
you want to see, and we go along with it.”
“So, you two are OK with leaving it up to me?” Sophia inquired, a bit surprised. She had assumed that there would be more jealousy and self-righteousness.
“Sure,” they both shrugged.
“We haven’t had a problem so far, right?” Blake asked.
“It’s all about making you happy. This is why we wanted to do this,” Adam went on. “So of course, it’s your choice.”
“OK. But what if I wanted to see the same brother a few nights in a row? Would that cause problems?” she asked tentatively.
They exchanged looks. Then Adam breathed heavily. “I can kind of see some jealousy happening then.”
“Well, but what if that’s what I want? I can foresee that happening sometimes,” Sophia said.
“Yes, but if you go with the same brother every night, then that means you don’t want the other brother as much,” Blake put in. “I mean, the whole point of this was so that you wouldn’t have to choose. And you would be making a choice between us if you did that.”
“I don’t see myself wanting one of you more than the other. It would balance out. Because honestly I like both of you a lot and I couldn’t prefer one of you over the other. I just might feel like being with the same guy for a couple days in a row.”
They were quiet.
Then Sophia sighed. “OK. I can see there’s a problem with that. So I won’t sleep with one of you twice in a row. We’ll have a rotation.”
“OK,” they both agreed. They seemed much more at peace with that idea.
“Now how do I let you know which one of you I want to be with?” Sophia asked.
“I guess just send us a text,” they both suggested.
“Both of you? So, I have to notify each of you which one of you I choose?”
“I guess that would end a lot of confusion,” Adam nodded. “I mean, I’d like to know if I couldn’t have you one night.”
“Sure,” Blake added.
“It won’t cause jealousy?” Sophia asked.
“No,” they both agreed. But there was some hesitation.
“It might,” Blake finally admitted. “I can see getting a bit jealous if you texted me and said that you were going to be with Adam. But we all agreed to this. We’re adult enough to get over any jealousy issues we might have. After all, we are supposed to share you and we know all about sharing. We grew up having to share everything. And anyway, we would know that it would only be one night and the next night would be with the other brother.”
“Right,” Adam laughed. “Remember when Mom bought you a nice bike and I didn’t get one? We had to share that bike.”
“We would flip a coin to see who got the bike for the day,” Blake reminisced. “Usually you won it.”
“Well, we’re not flipping coins here,” Sophia said adamantly. “I deserve a little more delicacy than flipping a coin.”
“Oh, of course. It’s entirely your choice,” Adam said eagerly. “You’re so much more important than a bike.”
“OK. I’m glad that’s settled. So, what about threesomes? When are those acceptable?”
“Anytime.” They both said it at the same time, shooting each other remarkable smiles.
Sophia grinned. “Well, I think that covers everything. Anything you guys want to bring up?”
“Well, there’s one thing.” Blake spoke reticently, as if he was scared to mention what was on his mind. Sophia nodded to encourage him to speak up. “Well, are you going to be seeing other guys?”
Sophia fell silent. The idea of seeing other men had not occurred to her. Two men was more than enough to satisfy her. Why add more men to the equation? Though what she was now doing could certainly be classified as slutty, dating men outside of the brothers just seemed to tip the scales completely into morally wrong territory. “No,” she said decisively. “I don’t need other men in my life. You two are enough.”
They seemed happy with that conclusion. “Yeah, I don’t like the idea of you dating outside of us,” Adam agreed. “Good question, Blake.”
“I just thought of something else,” Sophia suddenly piped up. “Discretion. I want this to be one hundred percent discreet. This cannot get out. That means no telling your friends. Not even your closest friends.”
“Of course. We have enough media coverage that we can’t let this get out,” Adam agreed promptly. “There is no one I really trust, especially with something this juicy. This could really damage our reputation. So your secret is safe with me.”
“Same here. I don’t kiss and tell, so don’t worry about that.”
“Good. I can’t have my family finding this out. Or my friends. You can bet that I would get disowned.”
“Your family would not take this well, huh?” Adam began to laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Sophia demanded haughtily. Blake stared at him quizzically.
“Well, I was just thinking about you were raised to be this good little Catholic girl. Married, waiting till marriage for sex, all that. And now here you are.”
She forced a smile. But really, that reminder only served to make her more uncomfortable. She didn’t like how far she had parted from her upbringing. Maybe it was a good thing to break with morality and tradition, but that did not make it any easier. This was an uncharted path, unknown territory, and she had no idea how to navigate it. This talk had helped qualm some of her worries, but she was still uncertain about how this would impact her life. Only time would tell. Breaking with tradition was never a simple or clear thing to do. Now she had to rely on herself and trust the Franklin brothers. She had no one and nothing to guide her.
They concluded breakfast in amicable spirits. At the door, they both hugged and kissed Sophia. Then she went to her apartment to begin getting ready for a day at work. How she could walk into work as a totally changed woman was beyond her, but this was her and Adam’s and Blake’s secret. No one else had to know. Still, she swore that the night before had changed her so much that everyone would notice.
And indeed, everyone at work did notice. “You look chipper this morning,” the secretary commented as she entered the office.
“You seem to be in a great mood!” her boss told her as he gave her the daily assignment.
“What’s gotten into you today? I have never seen you smiling so much,” one of her nosiest co-workers remarked at the coffee machine as she filled her mug in order to power through another long eight-hour work day.
At lunch, her co-workers kept asking her if she was dating anyone new as they exchanged knowing looks. She blushed and denied that she was dating anyone. “Nope. I’m just the same old single divorcée,” she joked as she speared a piece of kale in her salad.
“You seem to have gained weight,” one of her co-workers who was known for barbed compliments said.
“Nancy!” Marie scolded. “That’s a rude thing to say.”
“I didn’t mean anything by it,” Nancy cried defensively. “That’s just always a sign that you’re with someone. You know, men eat twice as much as we do and we share food with them so we get pudgy. It’s called the love pudge.”
“Trust me, I’m not with anyone,” Sophia responded. This conversation was making her nervous. “I guess I’m just comfort eating.”
“No, you look fine. You don’t look like you gained any weight,” Marie sighed.
There was one person that Sophia was dying to tell about her secret, but she was not sure if she could. Maybe Marcy had expressed excitement and playful envy before, but how would she react when she found out that Sophia’s fantasy was reality? She might judge Sophia. So, Sophia resisted the urge to call Marcy to talk about this. She decided that maybe she would tell her one day in the future, but not now. She needed time to get used to this. And to see if it even worked out. It seemed too good to be true and most things that were too good to be true were.
That line of thinking plagued her with worry as she plugged through the afternoon, waiting for five when she could join the
rush hour traffic and make her way home at the rate of a turtle. What if this all fell apart? What if the brothers dissolved into jealous fighting? Could they really handle sharing her? And also, what if somehow her family found out? What if her mother dropped by while she had both men over, for instance?
After work, she decided to go Christmas shopping to clear her head. As she perused some of the most high-end stores, gaping at price tags and then realizing that she no longer had a husband to answer to about receipts, she began to feel liberated and at peace again. Even if this didn’t work out, she was at least free. And she was able to do what she wanted and date whom she wanted. Life as a divorcee was actually going great. She didn’t need to worry. Besides, Blake had assured her that they could always call this whole thing off if it went sour. There was nothing to worry about. It was time for her to just enjoy something sexual for once in her life.
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For the next two weeks, as time sped up toward the holidays, Sophia devoted herself to work and her two boyfriends. One day she would go out dancing or jogging with Blake and then make love to him at her place. Then the next day she would meet Adam somewhere for a fancy dinner, followed by some romantic lovemaking at her place again. Every time, sex was exciting and different. They tried all sorts of new things. Every few days, she would crave both men inside of her, so she would knock on their door with a special three-knock pattern they came to jokingly call “The Threesome Knock.”
Often when out with Adam, they would be approached by people whom he knew, which made her nervous that she might start getting media attention as his new girlfriend. After his relationship with Esmee, his dating life attracted a lot of interest, especially from gossip columnists. He was good at picking restaurants where they would probably not be recognized, but it still happened more often than not. He just had a bigger media presence and more of a spotlight than Blake because of his former splashy lifestyle and entanglements with various celebrities. He always just introduced her as just a friend or even a contact at the Times, which made her feel bad but also reassured her.
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