3 Men of the House

by Daphne Dawn

  “Well, this is different,” he says, propping himself up on his elbow and looking at us.

  I nod. “A good different, though.”

  They both agree. I love that we can do this, that we woke up together and no one is jumping down anyone’s throat.

  “It’s Friday,” Kevin says.

  “We have to get ready for work, soon,” I add.

  Scott nods. “Yeah, but we can do this again tonight, and then lounge in bed for as long as we want to, tomorrow.”

  I smile. “I like that idea.”

  We lie together in silence for a while.

  “We have to talk about this,” Kevin says. “We have to lay down some kind of rule about what we do together in public.”

  “I agree,” I say.

  “The investors still can’t find out about it,” Scott says. “And if this is going to be our standard arrangement we need to be very careful.”

  I nod. “At least Emma won’t be here to mess it up, this time.”

  “You’re sure?” Scott asks.

  I nod again. I’m sure that Emma and I have sorted it all out. We will get to an understanding about our personal lives and what the boundaries are. It was a matter of jealousy but at least now she knows that she can’t try to teach me a lesson without hurting other people.

  “So, how are we going to do this?” Kevin asks. “With the three of us, dating. We’re exclusive, right?”

  I’m glad he asks. Talking about it all is important to me.

  “Yeah,” I say. “I’m not fucking anyone else but the two of you. I’m not available.”

  Scott and Kevin both nod. “We feel the same about you,” Scott says for the both of them.

  “What do we do about dates?” Kevin asks.

  I shrug. “We can do dates just like everyone else. Dinner, movies… except there will be three of us, not two. No one will think it’s weird, it will look like we’re all friends. Assuming we’ll all behave in public.”

  I glance at Scott.

  “Why are you looking at me?” Scott asks.

  “Because you’re more likely to do something in public,” Kevin says, grinning.

  “What?” Scott sounds surprised but I laugh.

  “It’s true. I don’t need to remind you about the club.”

  Scott shrugs. “Yeah, okay. As long as we get to come home and fuck I’m fine.”

  He flashes me a cocky smile and I laugh. He said ‘home’. I don’t know what we will do about living arrangements and all that. We’ll figure it out as we go along. For now, the three of us are together, the company is safe, our jobs are secure and that’s all that matters.

  “We need to get dressed,” I say.

  “I’ve got the shower, first,” Scott says.

  “If you two play nice you can share,” I say.

  They both pull a face. “The common denominator here is always you, Carly,” Kevin says, looking serious. “The only thing we share is you. I’m not showering with him.”

  I laugh. “Okay, but someone is getting a cold shower.”

  We laugh and get out of bed. Scott walks to the shower, whistling. Kevin turn to me.

  “You’re okay with all of this?” he asks.

  I nod, trying not to get distracted by his dick and the fact that it isn’t exactly soft.

  “I’m happy,” I say. “I want to be with you, I want to be with him.”

  Kevin nods and pulls me closer to him, pressing the line of his body against mine. He’s naked and so am I. He kisses me and I let him push his tongue into my mouth. He grows against my hip, his cock becoming hard. If we fuck now, Scott will be unhappy. We will still figure out who and when and where we are going to fuck.

  I break the kiss.

  “We’re not doing this right now,” I say.

  Kevin pout but he steps away from me, respecting my wishes. I smile at him.

  My phone rings before any other remarks can be made. He walks to the living room – butt ass naked – and I watch him go before I turn to my cellphone. It’s Emma.

  “Hey, little sis,” I say when I answer.

  “Sorry to bother so early,” she says. “I was hoping you’d be up.”

  “I’m up,” I say and smile. “Is everything okay?”

  “Yeah, it is,” she says and sighs. “But I want to apologize.”

  I sit down on the bed, cradling the phone against my cheek.

  “What for?”

  “Everything,” she says. “I was thinking about everything you said and I realized how serious it all is. I didn’t know. I’m sorry about that.”

  I shake my head even though she can’t see me. It is sweet of her to apologize.

  “It’s alright, Em. At least we sorted it out before more harm was done and I know where you are coming from. We talked it out and it’s behind us.”

  “Did you hear that I phoned them?” she asks.

  “Yeah, I heard. You saved our skins by doing it. Thank you for that.”

  “It’s the least I can do. I didn’t make myself known, I thought it might make things worse if they somehow figured out I’m your sister.”

  I nod. “That’s great, thank you.”

  She hesitates for a moment and I expect her to end the call. We weren’t as close as we used to be and we have less and less to talk about.

  “How are you doing?” she asks me.

  I smile. “I’m really good, Em.”

  “Did you spend time with the boys last night?”

  I like that she’s willing to talk about it, that she doesn’t think it is so weird that we can’t mention it at all.

  “Yeah, I did,” I say. I don’t need to go into details. If Em wants to know more about my relationship with them I will be happy to tell her, but only unless she asks.

  “What are you going to do about them?” she asks.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well… you have to choose at some point, right? Do you know what you’re going to do?”

  I take a deep breath. I don’t know how she’s going to take the news.

  “I’ve already chosen,” I say.

  “Who?”

  “I chose them both, Em.”

  I wait for a reaction. I half-expect an explosion from her, something where she tells me I’m wrong. Instead, she hesitates and then chuckles.

  “Only you can pull something like that off,” she says.

  I laugh, too. “I don’t know about that. We still have a lot to work out. But I’m happy with the way things are right now.”

  “I’m glad,” she says.

  “Em?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Let’s not do this again. I hate it when we fight. We’ve been so distant lately, I hate it.”

  “Me too,” she says. “It is a big mess up. I screwed up so much.”

  “Let’s just get close again, okay?” I ask.

  “We will,” she says. “We already are.”

  I smile and we ended off the conversation. It’s good to have my sister back. Everything is okay, now. I have two great guys, I have a wonderful sister, a job that isn’t in danger at a company that will survive.

  I can’t ask for anything more.

  Life’s perfect.

  Epilogue

  Six months later

  Kevin

  Raven publishers is doing fantastic. Since the drama with Carly’s sister and the investors wanting to pull out, we’ve only been moving onward and upward. Of course, Carly, Scott and I work very hard to keep our relationship under wraps. Even though it’s all consensual and we have an understanding, a lot of people frown upon our way of living.

  That doesn’t stop us from having the best time of our lives, but we keep it behind closed doors.

  It’s going great between the three of us, though. I wasn’t sure when we said we would try if it would work we will do it or not. Scott was very possessive at first and we got stuck a few times. But as with any relationship, we learned each other and grew together. Scott and I are better f
riends than ever, and even though there’s nothing more between us – I will never be able to take the next step with a man – we are both very involved with Carly and she loves us both equally.

  I never feel like she neglects one or favors the other. She loves us in different ways, that’s for sure. Scott’s wilder and he needs her to be stricter with him when it comes to balance between the two, where I find our connection is more stable. Still, it works.

  I bumped Carly up from PA to a manager. She’s so good at what she does. I don’t want to waste her talents on a job that doesn’t challenge her. She does very well with an editorial team that she oversees and our revenue has almost tripled in the last six months. That’s miraculous growth, even for a place that has investors pumping cash into the place.

  My phone rings and I answer.

  “Kevin,” Hull’s gritty voice comes over the speaker. “How are you doing?”

  “Good, good, thanks for asking,” I say. He called me Kevin since Emma’s phone call and he isn’t nearly as hard-ass with me anymore, especially considering how well things are going.

  “I want to congratulate you on the financial flow the last few weeks. I looked at the projection we made six months ago and you’ve achieved well and beyond that.”

  I grin. “I’m very happy to hear that.”

  “So am I, Kevin. We were nervous to invest in you at first, what with the allegations and the sex tape and all that. It was a good choice for us to stay on with you and you’ve proven the last few months that they were nothing more than rumors.”

  I nod. Carly, Scott and I will always laugh about the close call, about how everyone assumed that the rumors were false after Emma’s phone call when, in fact, they were more than true.

  That is our little secret, though, and it will stay that way.

  “I just wanted to fill you in on that,” Hull says. “Well done.”

  “Thanks Franklin,” I say. “It’s been a pleasure.”

  “One more thing, though…”

  “Yeah?”

  “I know this might not be the best time, but I know you’ve been wanting to spend more time with the editorial process…”

  That’s not exactly true – I just want to spend more time at home with Scott and Carly. But whatever.

  “Yes, and?”

  “How do you feel about spending more time with the writers, and stepping down from your role as CEO?” He says, and then I just hold my breath as I think of what he’s saying. He wants me to step down from CEO? What the --?

  “That sounds…interesting. But who’d take over the CEO role?”

  “Carly,” he tells me matter-of-factly, and I don’t even know how to respond.

  “That’s…a great idea,” I reply, the words leaving my mouth before I can filter them. Carly as CEO? That’s the best thing I’ve heard all week. She’s competent, able, and she knows the publishing business like no one else. That’s why we wanted her to make her VP.

  We bet on that.

  And now she’s about to become the fucking CEO.

  “That’s settled then. We’ll discuss it in the next board meeting.”

  We end the conversation and I’m buzzing with pride. We made it. Somehow, we got through the worst and everything is going well. Maybe I should feel bad because I’ve been demoted from CEO…but who the hell cares? Carly’s CEO, and I couldn’t think of anyone better for that role.

  Now she’ll be the one fucking her employees. Huh.

  Carly comes to my office half an hour later.

  “We’re going out tonight,” I say. “To celebrate.”

  I explain to her what Hull said.

  “I don’t…I don’t know what to say,” she says and kisses me – a chaste kiss, nothing too drawn out with the door and windows open. “Are you sure? I mean…”

  I nod.

  “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”

  “What are you two talking about?” Scott says, stepping inside the office and shutting the door behind him.

  “Carly’s made CEO,” I tell him, and then it just happens – we start laughing at the same time. I grab my wallet, slip him a dollar, and he does the same.

  “I guess that’s a draw,” he says, and then we just laugh as Carly looks at us with a confused expression.

  “Well, I guess I’ll make the reservations. My last task on the to-do list before I’m in charge of all of you,” she tells us with a smirk.

  We go to Café and Bar Lurcat. It’s a middle-class kind of place but I like the vibe and it is something different than what we usually do.

  The restaurant has a checkered floor and white chairs and table cloths so that it all looks stylishly homey. It’s full when we arrive and the atmosphere is bright and cheerful.

  “This is great, princess,” I say to Carly who chose the place.

  “Yeah, I like it,” Scott says.

  We order champagne to celebrate. We have good food and good wine for the rest of the night. The alcohol makes me feel good – light and airy, and horny. I want Carly.

  I put my hand on her leg under the table. She glances at me. She’s been drinking, too, and I know she feels the same. When I look at Scott he has the same idea I have. His hand is on her other leg.

  “Wasn’t there a coat checker when we arrived?” Scott asks.

  I nod. “There was…”

  “Shouldn’t we take this home?” Carly asks. “We did talk about public places.”

  “It is dangerous,” I admit.

  “But it’s a walk on the wild side,” Scott chimes in. “You have to admit that playing dangerously sometimes is so much hotter. Or did you forget about the club?”

  Carly blushes, which tells me that she hasn’t forgotten at all. It’s one of those things that keep coming up. It doesn’t bother me that it’s their inside joke. I have those too, with Carly, and we have so many memories of the three of us together, it doesn’t matter. We are a fully-fledged trio, now. We date and we are all equal.

  “Let’s go,” Carly says.

  I grin at Scott who waves at our waiter. We split the check three ways – it’s one of the things we figured out down the line – and stand up. Scott leads the way to the checking clerk, who’s young and engrossed in a book. Carly and I hang back while Scott approaches her. He flirts shamelessly with her.

  We wait, watching him slip her some money and when he turns to us and nods, the girl is blushing. I feel sorry for her – she will never be able to stand up against Scott and his charms.

  Scott slips into the closet, first. Carly follows and I bring up the rear, winking at the coat checker. She pales a little, realizing what she just agreed to cover up. We won’t make it hard for her. We will be in and out.

  I laugh inwardly at my little joke.

  Scott’s already kissing Carly, tugging up her blouse. I come up behind her and run my hands up her thighs. She shivers, her skin goosebumps under my fingertips.

  She’s wearing a skirt and it isn’t hard to reach Carly’s pussy. She widens her stance and I pull her panties aside, sliding my fingers into her slit from behind. She gasps as Scott kisses her, his hand on a breast that he pulled out of her bra. When I push my fingers into her, she moans softly and Scott takes her nipple between his teeth. She’s at our mercy and she must stay quiet, something she isn’t very good at.

  I finger fuck her a bit while Scott works over her one breast and then the other.

  I’m rock hard in my pants, aching for her. I pull out my dick and push her forward a little so she bends over. I hike up the skirt and her ass is beautiful and round, her thong a thin black like into her ass crack.

  Without pause, I push my cock into her. She gasps and Scott takes advantage of her open mouth, pushing his dick in between her lips. Her moans are muffled. It’s one way to keep her quiet.

  We fuck her, Scott pumping in and out of her mouth and me thrusting into her pussy.

  Before long, Scott pulls out and I do, too. We spin her around, giving the other a
chance to fuck the hole we had. Carly braces herself on my hips with her hands and takes me into her mouth. Her body rocks back and forth as Scott fucks her, creating the motion with which she sucks me off.

  Scott reaches around and finds her clit. He does what he does best – pushes her closer and closer to the edge. I grab her tits where they’re half hanging out of the blouse and squeeze them, tugging at her nipples. It doesn’t take long before she comes. Her body shudders, her breath forcing out around my cock as she comes.

  I want to come, too.

  Scott pulls out of her and she straightens up. Her cheeks are flushed. I pull her closer to me and she presses her body against mine. I kiss her. I can taste traces of our sex in our mouth but she mostly tastes like wine and lust. I push my tongue deep into her mouth, exploring her. With my fingers, I find her pussy and she shivered when I touch her clit, now sensitive. I hike up one leg and hold her up, pushing my cock into her pussy. She gasps when I do.

  Scott is right behind her, pushing up against her and I know what he’s going to do. We pulled it off standing once before. We don’t have many options, now. Or lube, but he will make it work.

  I feel his fingers at the base of my cock as he finds some of her wetness and spreads it to her ass. I feel it as he pushes in, her ass resisting at first. She cries out, his dick sliding into her ass against mine.

  We fill her up and she breathes hard. We don’t give her much more than a moment before we started moving, fucking her, moving against each other. Her face is buried in my shoulder, her moans muffled. We are surrounded by coats, the smell of our cologne, her perfume and our sex mingling in with the coats that hang around us. Hopefully it won’t linger.

  Carly is the first to orgasm again. She shudders, her body spasming, clamping down on mine as she cries out into my shoulder. She grabs my arm and her nails dig into my skin through the shirt.

  It makes me lose it. I come inside of her, pumping and squirting my load inside of her, claiming her.

  I feel it when Scott comes. He pumps, too, and we fill her up together. I’m pretty sure her orgasm lasts all the way through ours. Only when we are done does she stop shuddering.

  Scott pulls out and I follow suit. We tuck our dicks back into our pants, satisfied for the moment. Carly looks down.