spirits soar.
Settling down, she found herself smiling. "It's funny... the way you two call me 'gorgeous' and all. Surely you really think that... well... you each think the other is gorgeous, not some leftover woman who blunders in and makes an exhibition of herself?"
Denny took her by the shoulders and set her a little away from him, staring into her eyes with his, that were as clear and blue as the beautiful skies outside were at midday. Ed took her hand very firmly, and when she stole a quick glance at him too, his eyes were very intent.
"Newsflash, beautiful Laurie," said Denny gently. Then he leant forward and pressed a quick light kiss to her lips. As their mouths made contact, Ed's thumb stroked against her palm, just as lightly, "Just because Ed and I are together, and we share a sexual relationship, it doesn't mean that we're not attracted to women sometimes too." He kissed her again, and this time, simultaneously, Ed kissed the palm of her hand. "And we especially like sexy women who aren't afraid to join in when we're playing a little game." His eyes flirted briefly to the spot on the rug where he and Ed had stood last night, fucking.
"Especially nice women who've been done over by bastards and who deserve a bit of fun and sexual pampering to take their mind off things..." It was Ed now, and he punctuated his observation by slowly licking the palm of Laurie's hand in a way that left no doubt what he was mimicking.
Between her legs, a pulse of desire woke and fluttered. In her chest, there was a commotion in her heart, a tilt-a-whirl of wonder and anticipation.
This is it. This is it.
Even after last night, she'd not believed anything could happen with these two. A part of her mind still didn't quite believe last night had been real.
But it had been real, and this was too. She could feel the touch of Ed's nimble tongue; and see the mind-bending blue of Denny's eyes. "Do you dare?" he said soft and low, inflected with challenge.
It was the tipping point. She could draw back now, just go. They'd understand her reticence, and think
, well, just another shy girl who isn't quite up for it, no problem, maybe we'll find someone else.
Or she could stay, plunge in, and give herself over to them and whatever they wanted to do with her. They seemed decent guys, the type that wouldn't really hurt her. But still, but still.
Denny eased her closer to him, taking her mouth again, using a kiss as the challenge this time, inviting her to respond.
Laurie hadn't really had a lot of sex before. There'd been Jim, obviously, but regardless of whether he was randy as a goat with Melanie, he'd seemed almost under-sexed with her -- and definitely not that imaginative. Before him there'd been two or three boyfriends over the space of her adult life, all of them seeming like a serious thing at the time, but later fizzling out. And in each instance, she'd not really been to cut up about it, not from a sex point of view. With Jim, she'd been fond of him, and somehow bewitched by the idea of something permanent and lasting, and the idea of being in love rather than actually feeling it. So she'd overlooked the shortcomings that now seemed so obvious.
But this was completely different. A desire and an adventure she'd never be able to overlook or forget. If only she had the boldness to reach out and grab it.
Do you dare?
Yes, I do! I do!
Reaching up, she dug her fingers into Denny's silky curls, and opened her mouth to his, meeting his tongue when it plunged in, warm and hungry.
Yes!
Not two but three silent voices seemed to chorus the word; those of the men, cheering her on, and her own inner voice proud of her own courage.
Denny kissed hard, kissed hungry, kissed dominant. Again, savoring his onslaught, Laurie almost wanted to laugh at the misleading quality of appearances. His fey, pale clothes and golden looks concealed the heart of a predator, and even the fact that he'd "received" last night probably only meant he'd demanded
Settling down, she found herself smiling. "It's funny... the way you two call me 'gorgeous' and all. Surely you really think that... well... you each think the other is gorgeous, not some leftover woman who blunders in and makes an exhibition of herself?"
Denny took her by the shoulders and set her a little away from him, staring into her eyes with his, that were as clear and blue as the beautiful skies outside were at midday. Ed took her hand very firmly, and when she stole a quick glance at him too, his eyes were very intent.
"Newsflash, beautiful Laurie," said Denny gently. Then he leant forward and pressed a quick light kiss to her lips. As their mouths made contact, Ed's thumb stroked against her palm, just as lightly, "Just because Ed and I are together, and we share a sexual relationship, it doesn't mean that we're not attracted to women sometimes too." He kissed her again, and this time, simultaneously, Ed kissed the palm of her hand. "And we especially like sexy women who aren't afraid to join in when we're playing a little game." His eyes flirted briefly to the spot on the rug where he and Ed had stood last night, fucking.
"Especially nice women who've been done over by bastards and who deserve a bit of fun and sexual pampering to take their mind off things..." It was Ed now, and he punctuated his observation by slowly licking the palm of Laurie's hand in a way that left no doubt what he was mimicking.
Between her legs, a pulse of desire woke and fluttered. In her chest, there was a commotion in her heart, a tilt-a-whirl of wonder and anticipation.
This is it. This is it.
Even after last night, she'd not believed anything could happen with these two. A part of her mind still didn't quite believe last night had been real.
But it had been real, and this was too. She could feel the touch of Ed's nimble tongue; and see the mind-bending blue of Denny's eyes. "Do you dare?" he said soft and low, inflected with challenge.
It was the tipping point. She could draw back now, just go. They'd understand her reticence, and think
, well, just another shy girl who isn't quite up for it, no problem, maybe we'll find someone else.
Or she could stay, plunge in, and give herself over to them and whatever they wanted to do with her. They seemed decent guys, the type that wouldn't really hurt her. But still, but still.
Denny eased her closer to him, taking her mouth again, using a kiss as the challenge this time, inviting her to respond.
Laurie hadn't really had a lot of sex before. There'd been Jim, obviously, but regardless of whether he was randy as a goat with Melanie, he'd seemed almost under-sexed with her -- and definitely not that imaginative. Before him there'd been two or three boyfriends over the space of her adult life, all of them seeming like a serious thing at the time, but later fizzling out. And in each instance, she'd not really been to cut up about it, not from a sex point of view. With Jim, she'd been fond of him, and somehow bewitched by the idea of something permanent and lasting, and the idea of being in love rather than actually feeling it. So she'd overlooked the shortcomings that now seemed so obvious.
But this was completely different. A desire and an adventure she'd never be able to overlook or forget. If only she had the boldness to reach out and grab it.
Do you dare?
Yes, I do! I do!
Reaching up, she dug her fingers into Denny's silky curls, and opened her mouth to his, meeting his tongue when it plunged in, warm and hungry.
Yes!
Not two but three silent voices seemed to chorus the word; those of the men, cheering her on, and her own inner voice proud of her own courage.
Denny kissed hard, kissed hungry, kissed dominant. Again, savoring his onslaught, Laurie almost wanted to laugh at the misleading quality of appearances. His fey, pale clothes and golden looks concealed the heart of a predator, and even the fact that he'd "received" last night probably only meant he'd demanded
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