Aftertheorgasmsfadedand I finally started smelling the faint judgement of reality, I didn’t feel so sexy being naked in front of the three of them. Fully in freak-out mode and desperate not to look at the men who had seen me naked and exposed in that way, I did something probably even more embarrassing than announcing that I thought I’d peed on them during sex. I pointed to the window, gasped like there was something there, grabbed my dress, and booked it out of there.
If my high school gym teacher had been able to see the way I sprinted out of that church while dressing, she would’ve thought I’d been possessed by an athletic demon. No way would she have believed that I, Winnifred Lane, had moved so quickly and smoothly. Without one single fall? No way. I did, though. Desperation can do funny things to a woman.
I managed to get to my car, find my keys, and start the hunk of junk in record time. I was burning rubber out of the parking lot before anyone had a chance to even suggest I stick around and handle things like an adult. With my stereo still blaring to hide whatever noises were happening, I sped to Gabe’s house, needing to immediately tell my best friend what I’d done. Secretly, I knew Gabe would high five me and congratulate me, erasing all the negative things I was saying to myself. Hopefully.
The moment I pulled into the driveway, Gabe hurried out of the house with his hands on his hips. He looked like he was gearing up for a lecture until he saw me. “Holy shit in a shaker. What happened to you? You look like you went ten rounds with a feral cat and lost nine.”
I closed my car door quietly and peaked around him to see if Birdie was behind him. There was no way Birdie could ever hear the words I had to utter. Not a chance.
“She’s been knocked out in my bed for two hours. Where have you been, woman?” He inched closer. “What’s that? On your neck?”
I slapped my hand over my neck instinctively and winced. “I took your advice.”
“I know. What I didn’t know was that the single mom’s meeting was actually code for a fight club. Are you okay? You look all sweaty and flushed and… Oh, my god.” Gabe took a step back and looked me over. “Oh, my god. You got fucked.”
I gasped like I’d just been in Sunday school and not bent over an abandoned desk in an old church. “Be quiet!”
One of the many things I loved about Gabe normally was his size. He was built like a truck, and he usually used his size to comfort me and hold me, but in that moment, he used it against me. He tossed me over his shoulder as easily as he’d done Birdie when I’d dropped her off. “Oh, this is going to be good, whatever it is. You even stink like sex. Jesus.”
“Yeah, he had something to do with it.” I groaned as my already sore body bounced around on his shoulder as he carted me towards his bathroom. “Are you taking me to the shower? Bless you. You’re my best friend for a reason, you know that?”
“Because you barely know anyone else?” He put me down in his shower stall and crossed his arms over his chest. “Now, talk.”
I twirled my finger at him, instructing him to turn around, which he did. “I got the meeting date wrong, Gabe. I showed up and there was a single dad’s meeting happening. I had a small mental breakdown and then realized I’d just made a fool of myself in front of three of the best-looking guys I’ve ever seen.”
“Present company excluded.”
“Of course.” I chucked my dress on the floor and stared at it for a moment. “They said the dress made me look like a sweet little kitten.”
Gabe turned back around, ignoring my naked body, and turned on the water. “They?”
His water always got hot so fast. I stepped under it and groaned. “So this is where I need you to not freak out, okay?”
“This ismeyou’re talking to, Winnie.” He leaned against the shower door and studied me. I couldn’t count how many times he’d seen me naked. After the hundredth time I’d protested, he’d finally browbeaten me into understanding that he didn’t look at my body in any kind of sexual way. Still, after what I’d just done, I felt shy.
“We got a drink at Church and then they took me upstairs to see this stunning room with this amazing stained-glass window.” I covered my face with my hands and mumbled the rest. “And then I slept with all three of them.”
“Excuse me?” Gabe grabbed my hands and pulled them away from my face. “What did you just say?”
“I said I slept with all three of them. At the same time. In a room that I’m pretty sure was once a priest’s office.” I backed into the spray, letting it wash over my face, so my voice was more blubber than words when I continued. “And one of them went down on me and it was amazing.”
Gabe grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me. “Woman! Yes! This is what I’ve been waiting for! I told you to go to the meeting or get laid and you did both, you overachiever! You’re officially forgiven for staying out late and making me miss my booty call.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, Gabe!”
“Literally, shut up, Winnie. I would miss a hundred booty calls for this moment. You had sex with three men at the same time. I’m going to have to make you a trophy!” He yanked me into his chest, soaking himself, and then pushed me away to laugh. “You’re going to be wearing a turtleneck tomorrow, Ms. Lane. You found three men who like to mark their prize.”
I stuck my head out of the shower, squeezing past his big chest, and made a shocked face at my reflection. Oh. Looking up at Gabe and then back at our reflections, I couldn’t help but wonder what the men had seen when they’d looked at me. They’d liked it, but when I saw my soft, curvy body next to Gabe’s solid muscle, I felt like that tire man from the commercials.
“You need to tell me everything. I need to know dick size—girth included—type of grooming, all the business. I need style of sex, number of orgasms achieved, and the type of lovers they were.”
I slapped my forehead suddenly and then leaned into him. “I did something so embarrassing.”
“Did you fart? Farting is completely normal when you’re getting banged, Winnie.”
I slapped his chest and shook my head. “I… Oh, god. I squirted. And then I told them I thought I’d peed on them. I just…panicked. I don’t know what’s wrong with me! I’ve never done that and it was a huge shock and it was insane! Stop laughing at me.”
Gabe wrapped my naked body in a bear hug even as his chest shook with laughter. “Please tell me they handled it well.”