by Hazel Parker
“I don’t believe you. You’re not denying people based on their looks alone, are you? This isn’t some dating site for your own, sick pleasure and gain,” Allen chided as he got up, about to look at his roommate’s laptop.
As he approached, however, Marshall moved away, keeping the laptop from his grasp. “You promised you would be good about this! Why did I believe you?” Allen shifted his disappointment to himself, something he did often when he got into arguments with Marshall.
“I am being good! I only want the best nurse for our clinic,” Marshall said, trying to defend his exclusive nature. It was true that he wanted a well-qualified nurse, but what harm would it do if she was good looking as well? As he got sidetracked, daydreaming about it, his guard dropped for a moment and Allen snatched the laptop.
As he sat down with it, his thumb flicked over a button and all of a sudden, the picture of a beautiful young woman appeared on the screen. Allen stared at her a moment. She looked to be of mixed race: white and Asian.
Her skin was light and fair. She had shiny, black hair, cropped to a shoulder length that framed her face, making her high cheekbones even more pronounced. In the picture, her thin, pink lips were upturned in a delicate smile that made Allen’s heartbeat quicken in his chest.
Before he could read about her, Marshall managed to steal the laptop back. “Oh! I like this one.” He grinned, walking into the kitchen. He placed the laptop on the kitchen island and leaned against it as he stared at her. With a smirk on his lips, he scrolled down, reading her credentials. She was perfect.
She was a native of the small town, who had recently completed her nursing degree. While Marshall had wanted someone with a little more experience, she still seemed to have a vital work ethic. Her resume was filled with various projects, classes, and volunteer work that had kept her occupied during college.
“I think we should hire her,” Marshall called out, even though Allen was already behind him, his eyes fixed on the beautiful woman. Her warm, brown eyes seemed to be staring into his own, even if it was just a picture.
“I agree.”
***
“So, Miss Klien, why do you think you are qualified for this job?” Allen sat behind his desk, looking at the woman, as she sat across him, dressed rather classy. She looked a little nervous, but at the same time, she appeared confident in her abilities.
“Well, as a native of this town, I have a special interest in your pool of patients. I am also a hard worker and am willing to put in the time and extra effort while working with yourself and Dr. Morris.” Her answers were always short and to the point, something Allen already liked about her.
As he was conducting the interview, Marshall showed up, his coffee mug in his hands as usual. His eyes shined with excitement as they fell upon the slender girl before him. She was even more exquisite in person. His lips curled in anticipation as he made his way over to her.
Allen’s fingers tightened around the pen as he watched his partner make way toward the would-be nurse, an almost predatory stance in his every movement. Marshall was always like this. He was never afraid of making a move, of getting intimate with others, despite any possible consequences.
In this manner, he was Allen’s opposite. Allen, due to his almost fear of approaching others and expressing his feelings, had remained single for many years now.
“Hello, Hazel. I’m your new boss.” Marshall said informally as he held out his hand. Hazel slowly got up to shake it in response. As she reached out her small hand, Marshall moved forward, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her into a firm hug.
Hazel’s eyes grew large as one of his hands moved down, giving her ass a firm squeeze. She jumped and blushed deeply at the interaction, before looking between the two men, trying to figure out how she should react.
Allen shot Marshall a glare, who in turn grinned and offered a shrug as if he had done nothing wrong. A moment of awkward silence filled the room, wrapping itself around the trio until Marshall spoke up. “Welcome to the team.” He winked in her direction before turning around, leaving Hazel and Allen alone.
“I apologize for my colleague,” Allen said quickly, trying to reassure the woman.
“Don’t worry about it. Both of you seem very nice and it will be my pleasure to work with you.” Her voice was sweet and her smile even more so, as she gave a small bow of respect in Allen’s direction. With that, she started to make her way out of the clinic. Allen watched her go, a bittersweet feeling of longing lingering in his chest.
Chapter 3
“She was amazing, wasn’t she?” The smell of food filled the kitchen as Marshall stood there, an apron wrapped around his waist. Allen was next to him, cutting up some potatoes for their meal, his mind far away from the current situation.
As he continued to slice, his mind wandered to the nurse yet again. There was something about her that made him feel like never before. There was a tingling sensation that overwhelmed his entire body whenever he thought about her or anytime she was nearby. He didn’t know what was happening, but a part of him enjoyed it, a lot.
In his current daydream, he didn’t pay attention to his actions. All of a sudden, he sliced through his finger. “Ow!” he exclaimed, pulling back and holding his finger.
It was bleeding profusely and he cursed under his breath at his clumsiness. His finger started to throb with the pain. Before he could do anything, Marshall was by his side, wrapping a paper towel around the injured finger.
“It looks deep,” he said with concern as he looked at his friend’s cut. He sighed. “You need stitches.” Allen sighed as well, realizing he was right. A few minutes later, they were pulling up to the clinic and Marshall was organizing some medical supplies. Soon enough, Allen’s wound was patched up. “What were you daydreaming about that you allowed this to happen?” Marshall implored.
“Nothing.”
“Don’t lie. I’ve known you long enough to know when you lie and when your mind is lingering on other things. It’s Hazel, isn’t it? You like her, don’t you?”
Marshall’s face exploded with excitement, certain that he was right. It was written all over his partner’s face. He grinned. “I knew it.” His voice sounded almost cocky as he started to put away the supplies.
Allen sat there, looking grumpy. He didn’t want to admit it, but it was true. He really liked their new nurse. She was nice, caring, and incredibly beautiful. To be honest, he couldn’t keep her out of his mind, no matter how hard he tried. “Why don’t we invite her to dinner?” Marshall finally offered as he leaned against the wall.
Allen’s cheeks reddened at the thought. A part of him wanted to agree with the idea and yet he hesitated. Why would someone like Hazel be into him when Marshall was in the same room? A pang of jealously ran over his face.
“Come on, it’ll be fun,” Marshall cooed, trying to persuade him further. Allen took another moment to gather his thoughts. Finally, he gave in and nodded. At the very least, it was worth a shot.
*****
Meanwhile, Hazel couldn’t believe how fortunate she was to get this new job. Working at the clinic was a lot of fun. Not to mention, she had a pair of rather attractive bosses. She thought about them as she stepped into the bathroom.
Stopping in front of the mirror, she admired her reflection. She moved her hair to the side, before pinning it behind her ear. Was she beautiful? Sometimes she couldn’t be sure. Still, for the short time that she had worked at the clinic, Marshall had made several passes at her.
It was not unusual for her to feel his wandering hands on her body. She had come to enjoy it, a feeling of naughtiness taking her over whenever this happened. She never even imagined to call it sexual harassment. To her, it was more of a compliment.
But what interested her more was Allen. There was something about him that caught her attention. He was so shy and serious that it gave him an air of mystery and made her want to know him even more. Still, his shell was so hard to crack.
Maybe she
could come up with some sort of a date where they could get to know each other better in a non-professional environment. But would that be appropriate? Hazel bit her lip as she started to undress, her mind lingering on these questions. She was torn between what she should do.
Once she was done undressing, she turned on the water and waited for it to warm up. She stood there completely naked as her mind wandered into naughtier territory. It conjured up fantasies she kept hidden away at the back of her mind.
As she stepped into the shower, she allowed the water to cascade down her body as her dirty thoughts fermented. Her fingers ran down her body as she imagined the two men joining her in the small shower.
The idea of the three of them inside the shower made her moan softly. She could almost feel their bodies pressed against hers, their hands running all over her body. Her breathing became ragged as her fingers began a lustful tease. Slowly, they entered inside of her as the room filled up with a thick steam that fogged up all the mirrors.
Her moans echoed through the room as her hands worked harder, taking her to the edge and back. By the end of her fantasy, she pictured both of them taking her at the same time. She had dreamed about a threesome dozens of times, but this time, with real partners playing in her mind, it made the situation seem more attainable.
What if she managed to persuade them to have a night of fun with her? Maybe she would jeopardize her job by doing so but it might just be worth it.
Finally, she moaned loudly as her thoughts reached their culmination. She gasped, sliding down the slick shower wall until she was sitting down on the floor. Her eyes remained on the stream of water flowing down the drain as she tried to regain her composure.
It was a wild fantasy and while a part of her was hopeful that it could happen in the future, her pragmatic side forced the lustful desires to the back of her mind once more.
Once they were safely locked away, she got up and started taking a proper shower.
Chapter 4
The next day, the trio had a very busy day at work. It was Monday and patients loved to show up complaining about various ailments that had suddenly showed up during the weekend.
The three of them worked hard to make sure that every patient was satisfied with their quality of care and by the end of the day, they were all pretty exhausted.
Even so, Marshall looked just as put together as he always did, much to Allen’s irritation. He wished he could go through a hectic day and look just as good by the end of it. As he thought about this, Hazel looked at him, biting the corner of her lip, trying to keep her thoughts in line. She was contemplating whether to make a move.
Before she could, however, Marshall stepped up to her as he tossed on his jacket. “Are you free this evening, Hazel?” he asked, playing the show of a gentleman.
She looked up at him for a moment, trying to figure out what the meaning of his façade was. It took her a moment, but she eventually nodded. Her plans were simply to go home, order take-out, and watch a movie. Nothing exciting.
“Well if you are not doing anything, Allen and I would love to have you over.” He leaned forward as he said this, getting dangerously close to the girl. Before she could react, he grabbed her and pulled her into his body.
Allen flushed as he saw this exchange, his fears coming into realization. The giggle that escaped Hazel’s lips pierced through him. Why would anyone like him when Marshall always stole the spotlight?
As this self-doubt spread through his body, Hazel’s eyes darted quickly toward him. While Marshall was incredibly attractive, a part of her was also lured in by Allen’s mysteriousness. She wanted to learn more about him.
“Do you live together?” she finally asked. Marshall nodded. Hazel smiled in response, thinking that her dirty fantasies were potentially one step closer to becoming reality. “I would love to.”
Allen was surprised that she had agreed so eagerly. He had assumed that she would reject Marshall’s request. Even though he was sure she was saying yes because of his roommate, a part of him enjoyed the idea of her being in the house.
“Great,” Marshall said, kissing her cheek and grabbing her hand. With that, he pulled her along to their car. Allen sighed, jealousy bubbling within him as he saw Marshall woo the girl.
He grabbed the car keys and stepped outside after locking the clinic for the night. He walked to the car slowly. To his relief, Hazel was sitting in the passenger seat. This detail made him a bit more confident.
He got into the driver’s seat, a little excited now. The drive home was a short one, but even so, he was surprised to find Hazel’s hand slowly creep onto his as he was changing gears.
She offered him a slight smile as she interlaced their fingers. Allen wasn’t sure what this meant, but a spark of excitement rushed through his body as he felt her small hand cradle his own.
This intimacy was quickly broken, however, as he pulled into the driveway. Hazel shyly let go of his hand as her door opened up. Marshall was standing there, a sensual smile on his lips as he held out his hand. She took it in hers and got out, much to Allen’s dismay.
Soon they were inside. The men were great hosts and eventually started to cook together. Hazel watched their harmony in the kitchen and smiled.
However, as the fragrance of the food filled the kitchen, a problematic thought crossed her mind. What if they were lovers? Hazel felt disappointment overcome her as she thought about this.
“I hope you like stir fry!” Marshall exclaimed as a burst of fire emerged from his skillet. Allen stirred something in a nearby pot, looking serious as he tried to get everything perfect. He didn’t want to disappoint her. Hazel smiled, once again intrigued by his quiet nature. While she yearned for both men, Marshall was a little too easy for her taste.
“It’s one of my favorites,” she answered finally, realizing she had been addressed.
“Great! Allen and I make some of the best stir fry you will ever try!” Marshall boasted, looking smug. After some time, the two men were setting the table for three. It wasn’t very often that they had company.
“Wow, this looks fantastic,” Hazel whispered as she approached the table. Marshall pulled out a chair for her as Allen looked at her a moment. There was a look of nervousness on his face and Hazel tried to figure out what it could mean as she sat down. As they began to eat a gentle silence settled between them.
“So, Miss Klien, what do you think?” Allen finally spoke up, surprising both Hazel and Marshall. The young girl looked up, her eyes locking with Allen’s.
She had never really noticed how beautiful his eyes were, but as she gazed at them now, she admired their jade-like quality. She smiled in response, almost forgetting the question he had presented her.
Before she could be considered rude, she answered. “It’s amazing!” she chimed, her face contorting with a bright smile. Allen could feel his heart racing as this exchange occurred. He felt a sort of chemistry between them. Could it be that she was attracted to him?
“Hazel,” Marshall’s voice suddenly broke the intimate moment between Allen and her. She turned her head, looking at the darker skinned doctor. She offered a polite smile, encouraging him to continue.
“It is no secret that my colleague here likes you. It is also no secret that I also like you. So you can either choose one, or if you so desire, you can have us both.” Marshall’s words didn’t even seem real.
Chapter 5
Hazel gawked at him a moment. She couldn’t believe how undeniably blunt he was. Was he serious? Hazel could feel a heat smoldering between her legs as she thought about them together.
She bit her lip and her eyes moved toward Allen’s direction. He seemed nervous, but at the same time, there was a look of excitement on his face as he anticipated her answer. He wondered what she would choose.
“Would you really be okay with a threesome?” she answered, trying to be just as blunt. Her cheeks flushed red at her words, however. Marshall chuckled before getting up and closing the distance betw
een them.
When he was close enough, he leaned down and kissed her lips without reserve. Allen looked on with jealousy, but before he could allow that to defeat him, he got up and walked over to her, moving her hair out of the way and kissing her neck.
Hazel was taken by surprise. She did not expect the men to be so direct with her. Before she could react, Allen, to her surprise, picked her up and carried her bridal style to the staircase.
She looked up at his rugged face as her hand caressed his cheek. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she thought about what was transpiring. A part of her still couldn’t believe it was happening at all.
Soon enough, they entered Allen’s room. It was the master bedroom and his bed was king sized, more than enough room for three lovers. As he approached the bed, he placed her down.
