Emma
Luke and Isaac scarf down their bacon, eggs, and coffee.
“We ‘ought to head out now. Need to show up at the station soon or The Chief will be asking where we were.” Isaac says.
“Take care! I’ll see you boys again soon. Don’t get burnt to a crisp by a fire or I’ll have to come and put the fire out myself.” I say, giggling.
Luke gets up, and shuffles away, obviously keeping quiet. I’m sure they have a long and awkward car ride ahead of them. I collect their plates and give them a quick wash before placing them into the dishwasher. I give both boys a kiss on the cheek before they disappear out the door.
God, last night was amazing. Luke was so sexy helping me with Isaac… I hope he doesn’t get cold feet; I want to spend night after night with those two…
The steam from my coffee subsides as I sit, staring out the window into the morning sky.
Ugh. Need to get housework done before work later…
Down goes the rest of my coffee, and then I get to work. Sprucing up the living room, putting away dishes, wiping down counters. Everything a loved home needs to stay nice.
I really like both Luke and Isaac… Their eyes, their smiles, their… hung cocks... Everything about them is wonderful, and I enjoy spending time with them more than nearly anything.
I make my way to my dryer. Out come my clean clothes, and in go the dirty ones. I lean against my washer, my palms to my temples. Creeping upon me is the worry of one of the boys freaking out over the night.
Though more than anything, all of it turns me on. The two of them are beautiful and knowing how we shared such passion together last night got my heart burning and my stomach fluttering.
I slowly press against the washing machine I lean against.
God, they’re so hot…
I realize that with the washing machine, and the thoughts of those beautiful hunky boys, my pussy’s starting to get wet. I relish the feeling, basking in the persisting warmth in my chest from last night. I close my eyes, and just as I start to get into it, I snap out of it.
Dammit, I need to get a move on…
Reluctantly, I push myself off the washing machine and clean the rest of my apartment. I try to occupy myself, biding my time until I have to go to work.
Hours later, I walk into the dressing room of the club.
“And what’s gotyouall smiley today? Finally figure out how to imitate my dancing, hun?” Ginger said, gawking.
“None of your business, that’s what, Ginger.” I retort.
With my skin-tight lingerie, and a smile on my face, I feel like nothing can bring me off the high Luke and Isaac gave me.
“Hmph! Fine. Don’t complain when all the boys out there ask for me to come back out!” Ginger snaps.
I roll my eyes and stretch my calves. Her words hardly graze my thoughts. I can’t think about anything other than Isaac’s sexy abs, and how hot it was when Luke sucked Isaac off with me. A burning heat rises in my chest, and I can’t help but get the slightest bit wet thinking about all of it.
The prospect of seeing both of them again excited me. Hopefully, they enjoy their day at work together, despite Luke looking so worried. With any luck, Luke will embrace it.
After all, there’s no need to live in such a binary world. Who cares who you love, so long as you love them for who they are.
I can only hope Luke, Isaac, and I can love each other like that.
Ginger lightly slaps me on the shoulder.
“You’re on, better get going before I steal all the boys out there.”
All I can hear is that I’m up next. I get up, and head to the stage to give those boys the best dancing of their lives.
“Woo! We love you Emma!”