Jem is dumbstruck and absolutely silent for a moment.
“Oh my God, are you serious? How’d you make that happen? Did you like, reschedule one date for later in the night? That’s how, right? You go girl.”
I shake my head.
“No, there was no rescheduling. Cameron had a suite upstairs, so I slept with both of them. At the same time.”
Jemima’s now so shocked that her mouth opens and closes like a fish, but no sound comes out.
“You’re not joking with me, are you? Because this would be a really fucking weird prank if you were. I mean, this is my brother’s sex life we’re talking about.”
I shake my head.
“Nope, no prank. It really happened. I hooked up with two guys at once, and Jem, it was amazing.”
My friend is shocked speechless as I explain how it happened. Of course, I leave out the particularly sexy details, but I don’t scrimp either. I tell her how it was a competition that ended up being a win-win for everyone.
“Holy crap,” Jem finally manages after I finish my tale. “I had no idea my brother was into threesomes. Fuck, wow. Hell, I didn’t know you were into that, either!”
I shake my head ruefully.
“Neither did I,” I say. “I don’t think Cameron was either, although I haven’t talked to him about it. Let’s just say it was a surprise for us all.”
Jem nods.
“Okay, party girl, but what’s going to happen now? Did you guys talk about it? I mean, are you guys going to meet once a week to hook-up or something?”
The spark goes out of me then and my shoulders slump. “Actually, we didn’t talk about it, so I don’t know what we’re going to do next. Hell, I don’t even know if I’ll ever see them again.”
Jem cocks her head at me.
“Yeah, but do you want to?”
“Yes,” I reply immediately with a brisk nod of my head. “I enjoyed the threesome a lot, and girl, let’s just say I recommend menage now. If you get a chance, then try it.”
Jem merely nods.
“I believe you, even if the thought of my brother doing the dirty grosses me out. But are you going to call or text or anything?”
I pause, thinking.
“I don’t know, actually. This all happened not even twelve hours ago, so I’m still reeling a little. I mean, it’s a happy reeling, but still reeling.”
She nods.
“Makes sense. Well, good luck. Just … do you want me to talk to Justin? Maybe do some digging around?”
“No!” I reply immediately. “This has to happen naturally for the three of us and I don’t want to come off as desperate, or as some kind of weird stalker.”
“No, it wouldn’t be weird!” Jem says with an innocent look. “I am his sister after all.”
“No no no!” I beg, waving my hands. “Please don’t! OMG, I’d be so embarrassed if you did.”
My buddy giggles, her brown curls shaking.
“Okay, okay. You have to keep me posted though because I’m curious how this will turn out. I mean, who knew? Sassy Corrie McNeil taking two guys at once. Holy shit girl, you are da bomb.”
I smile ruefully.
“Is that a compliment or a curse?”
“Compliment!” Jem immediately replies. “Being da bomb is the absolute best. You know that!”
I smile again.
“Well, we’ll see. But my coffee’s ready and I really need a shot of caffeine. Talk to you later?”
Jem nods furiously.
“Sure thing. See you!”
With that, we hang up and I dig into my breakfast, replaying last night in my mind. It was so filthy and boundary-breaking, and I desperately want it to happen again. But the problem is that I have no idea how Justin and Cameron feel. Maybe they really do think I’m a slut who spreads her legs for any guy. Maybe they’re disgusted. Or maybe, they like my no-holds-barred ways.
With another coy smile, I bite into my toast once more because one thing’s for sure. I was a party toy for two men last night, and at the very least, these memories will serve me for a good long time.
9
Cameron
* * *
It’s been a week since Justin and I took Corrie simultaneously and I haven’t been able to get the incident out of my mind. Who would be able to? I mean, it’s not every day that you have a lush, inviting woman offering to share herself with two men. Even better, Corrie turned out to be an animal in the sack and I love that. It’s always the sweetest, most innocent looking girls who turn out to be wild childs. They look like angels from above, but once you get them going, their bodies thrum and they’ll please you any way you want.
But now, it’s time to talk, and I’ve arranged a coffee date for the three of us. It seems crazy that we’ll be discussing such a taboo subject at a coffee shop, but I guess Blueberry Fields is as good of a place as any.