Three Little Words

“Your mom’s a cool lady.”

“She is. A lot more than I ever realized, especially now that I’m with you.” She squeezed my cock and nonchalantly licked a bead of pre-come.

“Mmm, I love getting you worked up.”

“Me too.”

“Anyway, where was I? Oh, yeah. You really opened my eyes about a lot of things. So I’m starting to see my mom in a new light. I mean, she knew about my girlfriends, and probably the guys too. I don’t think she knew how far I was going, but I’m sure she knew I was… experimenting.” She looked up at me. “And yes, I’m keeping the guys secret for now. I’ll tell you eventually, but when I’m ready. Okay?”

“Fair enough.”

“Although… I’m starting to figure out what your group secret is. I’m not naïve, you know. Not the innocent little Catholic girl you thought I was. You talk about orgies way too casually to be kidding. You’ve had one for real, haven’t you?”

“More than one. Does that bother you?”

“It should! But… no, it doesn’t. I’ve… done similar things. Hold on, more pre-come.” She licked it off and then sucked gently. “I think that got it.

For now. I’ll take care of you properly in a minute. But see? This is why I tell you stuff. You’re so cool about it, and he really likes it.”

“He does.”

“It’s also why I’m sure you’re The One. I don’t have to hide anything from you. Not that I could! Not for real, the way you see through me. But you know what I mean.”

“I do.”

“I just have to tell you slowly, over time. I don’t want you to lose interest if I run out of stories. I guess I’m like Scheherazade. Only, I give blowjobs too. Speaking of which…” She wrapped her lips around my shaft and bobbed slowly. “Mmm, feels good in my mouth and it keeps you interested.”

“I’m interested even when you aren’t blowing me.”

“Which is why I love you.” She was about to say something else when she cocked an ear instead. “Listen.”

“What? I don’t hear anything.”

“I know. They’ve stopped.”

We heard the master bedroom door open. Then someone went downstairs and started the shower.

“Probably Wren,” I said.

“Oh, yeah. Right.” Christy fell silent for a moment and then sat up and beamed at me. “Oh my gosh, it’s really gonna happen, isn’t it?”

“Mmm hmm. Are you excited?”

“And scared. Nervous. Excited. You said that already.”

“I did.”

“Oh, Paul, thank you!” She leaned forward and kissed me. “Thank you for being the best boyfriend in the whole world.”

“You’re welcome.”

“You know what would be even better? If you could make time go faster.”

“I can’t do that, but I can distract you.” I brandished my erection at her.

“What if Wren comes? While we’re in the middle?”

“We’ll deal with that when it happens. Right now, you need to finish what you started.”

“Yes, sir.”

I guided her head to my lap and she began bobbing on my cock. I

reminded myself not to chuckle as she completely lost track of time. I had to make a conscious effort not to come, though. Christy really enjoyed giving head, and her enthusiasm was a powerful turn-on.

Knock knock.

She sat up and looked at me with wide eyes.

“You ready?” I said softly.

She immediately moved to my side. Then she covered us with the sheet, although my hard-on made a tent.

“Good job,” I teased. “Wren’ll never know what we were up to.”

“Ha ha, very funny,” she whispered tensely. She reached under, grabbed my erection, and pinned it against my stomach.

The knock came again, softer.

“Come in,” I said.

Wren opened the door and peered around it. “Oh, thank God. I thought you were asleep. I saw the light, but…”

“No, we’re awake,” I said. “C’mon in.”

She stepped into the room and gently closed the door behind her. She wore a towel around her and nothing else.

“Sorry about the way I look,” she said. “I should’ve fixed myself up, but

—”

“No, it’s okay,” Christy said. “You know I never cared about that.”

“Me neither.” I patted the bed beside me. “Join us?”

“Do you mind?” She wasn’t asking me.

“Not at all,” Christy said, ever polite. She stiffened as the sheet slipped and exposed her breasts.

“God, you’re beautiful,” Wren said as she slid onto the bed. She glanced at me. “Is it okay if I…?”

“Ask her.”

“Ask me wha—?”

Wren leaned across me and kissed her. Christy squeaked in surprise but then sighed, so Wren crawled over me and pushed her back on the bed. I caught her towel on the way by. She didn’t stop kissing Christy, but she twisted so I could tug it loose. I tossed it to the floor and scooted aside to watch.

“Mmm,” Wren said to Christy. “I know what you’ve been doing. I can taste him on you.”

“My secret’s out,” Christy said. She sighed as Wren kissed her neck and

chest.

Wren moved lower and locked her lips around Christy’s nipple. She switched to the other nipple and circled it with her tongue. After a minute she planted a line of kisses down her stomach before she pushed her legs apart and lay between them.