My Boyfriend and His Friend (The Forbidden Fun)

Patty raises her brows.

“Just like now,” she quips.

“Just like now,” I confirm. “I had an older client named Jasmine who was really beautiful actually. She had an amazing body despite being forty or so, and knew how to work it too. She had a collection of leotards that … well, let’s just say they highlighted her assets.”

Patty lets out a giggle then.

“Leotards, seriously? Was this the 80’s.”

“No, it wasn’t,” I smile. “Leotards were just Jasmine’s thing. Leg warmers and sweat bands too.”

Patty whoops with mirth.

“OMG, I love it,” she giggles. “Go on.”

“Well, Jasmine knew exactly how to string Chris and I along. He went out a few times with her, as did I, and she liked watching us spar for her affections. I’m sure we came off as immature male animals, but very, very determined too. Anyways, she suggested that the three of us sit down at a bar to talk it over, and we thought it was going to be confrontational. Chris and I arrived with our chests puffed out, ready to do battle and prove our manliness. But Jasmine had other ideas,” he grins. “She broached the idea of a threesome, and obviously, we were stunned.”

“Kind of like I was when the idea came up,” Patty adds.

I grin.

“Maybe. But my buddy and I got with the program pretty fast. It was crazy at first. I couldn’t even get over the fact that a woman was willing to let us use her body the way Jasmine seemed to be implying, but after our first time together, we were fully on board. It was mind-blowing.”

Patty nods, her eyes wide.

“For her or for you?”

I think for a moment.

“For all of us, to be honest. I had no idea that a woman’s curves could be so responsive, and that she’d appreciate having two men going at her hard from both sides simultaneously. Live and learn though. Again, totally mind-blowing honey.”

Patty nods.

“So why did you break up?” she asks in a soft voice. I shrug.

“Jasmine left Wyoming for her career. She was a successful business executive and was promoted to a different position in Arizona, if I remember correctly. She asked if we wanted to go with her, but Chris and I weren’t into it. We’d just started our careers and business was already booming, so we decided to stay here in Wyoming. But it was a good breakup, without any hard feelings, you know? We had a blow-out session in the sack together, and then said our goodbyes the next morning.”

Patty nods, her eyes still curious.

“And since then?”

I think again.

“Since then, Chris and I have had a few threesomes, but they were just short term. Maybe just a few times with different girls, and it was good, don’t get me wrong. But nothing serious until…”

“Until me,” Patty finishes.

I nod.

“Yes, because you’re in a serious relationship with Chris, and he thinks the world of you,” I say simply. “So there’s definitely the possibility for something more, and in fact, I think that’s what we’re both hoping for.”

Patty blushes and nods before taking another deliberate sip of her americano.

“Well, we’ll see,” is all she murmurs. “Thank you for sharing your story with me.”

I take her small hand in my own and look into that warm chocolate gaze.

“Of course, honey. We want to be upfront because the truth is, we want this to work. Sure, Chris and I have engaged in a few threesomes but there’s been nobody even semi-serious since Jasmine. So this is going to be new for us too, in a way.”

Patty smiles.

“Good,” she says softly. “Then we’ll learn together.”

There’s a brief silence, and I take the opportunity to reach out and wipe away a tiny smear of chocolate from the corner of her mouth with my thumb. The gesture is very intimate and to up the ante, I bring my thumb back to my lips and lick the chocolate away without dropping her gaze. Patty blushes furiously and her bosom heaves, and it’s then that I know the inferno is a ten on a scale of ten. I decide to press my advantage.

“Sweetheart, why did you agree to this date? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m happy you did, but what made you decide to come?” I ask in a low tone while taking her small hand in mine.

She’s quiet for a second, but then her eyes flick up, her brown irises like warm pools of chocolate. “It’s because there’s an obvious connection between us, Chase. The way I feel around you, and the way it feels to touch you like this,” she lifts our hands for emphasis. “There’s electricity in the air.”

“So there is,” I growl.

“Yes, and we both know it,” she whispers. “Chris could sense it too actually. It’s what tipped him off, and he’s the one who gave me the go ahead to explore this.”