Welcome to E. Mayberry

“Definitely not the best,” Emery agreed.

“You said swap,” I said. “I can’t help but notice there aren’t any pets around.”

“Oh we hav

e Mona’s,” Emery said. “He’s upstairs showering. Round two is going to start soon. You guys should stick around.”

“He means I’m getting double penetration,” Nancy whispered loud enough for everyone to hear.

Everyone laughed including Bastian.

On the way out of the house, Nancy pulled Bastian aside while Emery walked me to the door.

“You know,” he said. “Pets can sleep with any owner they want to as long as they tell their owner about it. No secrets. So if you’re ever alone, cause you know, I know the doctor works a lot. If you’re ever in need of some attention, you can come over here. I can make you feel, well, not so alone. Or if you want, I can sit back and watch you and Bree play around some. I’m fine with that. She’s fairly new too so she knows what it means to feel awkward about everything.”

His face was close to mine, much closer than any man outside of E. Mayberry would dare to be unless already intimate with me. My personal bubble had been popped the moment I passed through the gate. Privacy no longer existed.

You’d think I would be offended or at least slightly put off by his invitation but I wasn’t. In fact, I was curious. Emery smelled delicious. A manliness seeped from his pores. I had no doubt in my mind that if any man could fuck, Emery was the one.

“Ready?” Bastian asked as he took my arm in his.

Hearing his voice snapped me back to reality. Emery smirked and I knew that he knew I was crushing a little bit. Bastian was much more handsome and so much more poised and intelligent and everything I’d ever wanted in a man. Yet, the moment he’d stepped away and Emery had spoken to me, I felt my legs parting ever so slightly and my panties getting wet.

Is it this fucking necklace?

It had to be the necklace. The smart thing to do would be take it off and throw it over the damn neighborhood wall but there was no fucking way I was parting with the thing. I hadn’t felt this aroused and sexually needy in my entire life.

Back at our house, I was ready to fuck. I have to say it like it is. My juices were definitely flowing, but Bastian wanted to have a glass of wine first. Whether it was to tease me or he was only tired and needed to unwind, he asked if I’d sit with him on the couch and talk for a while. So we did.

I told him about my day and he laughed through all of my stories, especially when I told him about my thoughts on the ice cream toppings.

“Have you been to the dentist?” I asked him.

“Of course I have,” he said.

He flashed me his ridiculously white smile.

“You know what I mean,” I said.

“Dr. Lanset is a great dentist. She was one of the best in the city when she moved here,” he said. “Her methods might be…different, but so are the methods of everyone else here. You could open a business if you want.”

I laughed.

“Seriously,” he said. “What do you like to do? There are plenty of vacant spaces in the plaza.”

I’d never thought about going into business on my own. Not really.

“Well, I’d say adult toy store but it seems everyone in the neighborhood has a piece of that action,” I said.

He laughed.

“Maybe I’d bake. I like baking,” I said.

“We don’t have a bakery,” he said. “We have shops that sell packaged bread and donuts and all that but do you have any idea how crazy people would go if you opened a fucking bakery?”

He was excited and that got me excited.

“Everyone would want to eat my muffin,” I said.