playfully.
Sandra wanted to kill.
“Actually, we came by to discuss vacation plans with Sandra.” Sean headed for the kitchen.
“Vacation plans? When did you make those?”
“Well, that’s what we wanted to talk to you about.” Patrick said.
“Oh. Well, let me go.” Rhonda gathered her bags again. “Talk to you later.”
Sandra pushed her out the door and returned her attention to the boys. “Now what’s this about a vacation?”
“Sean heard from his Uncle Travis.”
“Did they find a body in the trunk of his car?”
“No,” Sean laughed. “He’s retiring. Going to the Poconos. That’s where the vacation comes in.”
“You guys are going to the Poconos?” Sandra scrunched up her nose.
“No way. My uncle’s going to the Poconos. But, he has a little cabin in the Rockies that he wants me to visit. If I like it, he’ll transfer the deed to me.”
“Wow!”
“Wow, is right. So Patrick and I were thinking. We haven’t been on vacation in a while, and this would be a perfect time. It’s the middle of winter. Might fit in some skiing. Three weeks would be perfect to unwind.”
“You two on skis? I shudder to think.” Sandra laughed. “Oh that’s right you bought some years ago. Would pay to see that. Man, I’m gonna miss you. I’ll be bored. No one to mess with.”
This would be the first time in seven years they’d spent any length of time apart. And she would miss them. But one good thing would come from this. They would be out of sight and hopefully out of mind for a good while. In that time, she would put her head on straight and return to thinking of them in the platonic sense and not as two sex machines.
Rhonda’s last statement before going into the store had Sandra fantasizing all over again about the three of them. In fact, she’d been a little annoyed, with Rhonda staying as long as she did. So hot and horny, she’d wanted to hook up with her old reliable, battery-operated friend again.
Patrick, channel surfing, scooted down on the couch, legs wide open for the world to see. Sandra wiped the sweat from her brow. Despite the chilly weather outside, she became warm and downright hot between her legs. She spied Sean out of the corner of her eye. He stared at her intensely.
He’d caught her ogling his best friend. But instead of looking upset, he winked and sat on a nearby stool. “Taking a mental measurement?”
How embarrassing . She looked around the room for a chair and couldn’t find one. Instead, she settled for the ottoman in the far corner of the room. She crossed her legs and played with the cuffs of her sleeves. She had to do something; otherwise she would be on them or herself for relief. Damn, why did she read that article? Have those thoughts?
Yep, their vacation fit perfectly with her plans. She needed them gone for a while.
As she glared at Sean, the image of him between her legs, licking her pussy nice and slow, played in her mind. Wetness pooled between her thighs. No good .
She shifted her gaze to Patrick. If she had them both, what would he be doing? Sucking her tits, as Rhonda suggested?
Would they do any of those things she’d read in the article? Would they switch up after her first orgasm? Would they tease her? Would one watch while the other had his way with her, then take his turn? Or would they both pleasure her at the same time until she screamed the roof off? Endless possibilities.
Sandra shook her head. The thoughts needed to vacate her head. These are my friends . That phrase would become her mantra. Yes, the sooner they left for the cabin in the Rockies, the quicker she could get hold of herself.
“That’s really what we came over here to talk to you about,” Sean squeezed in beside her on the ottoman. “We want you to come up with us,” he cooed in her ear.
Patrick put the remote down. “Yeah! We think it would be nice to spend some time alone…together. We could all use some rest and relaxation.”
Sandra hadn’t