A good night, all in all.
After turning off the cam, I collapse. Mangelli takes me into his arms while Bennett crawls onto the bed beside us.
“That was insane,” I say. “You guys are incredible.”
Bennett pushes some hair out of my eyes. “It was your idea.”
Feeling goofy from such a wild sexual experience, I pull Bennett down so his head is between my boobs and stroke his hair.
Finally, we clean up, and each of them asks to take a shower before they go. It’s hard to part ways, but they promise they’ll find another time soon.
“Maybe you should tell him,” I venture as they head out the door. “Jack. He might be more understanding than you think.”
I don’t know Jack at all, but it feels wrong to be keeping this from him anyway.
Bennett narrows his eyes. “No. You don’t understand Jack. He wouldn’t take it well. It’s best that we do what we need to do and then we all forget about it.”
With that, the two of them leave. But I’m not sure I’ll be able to forget.
Ten
Jack
When I get home, the lights are all off—as expected—and Bennett’s car is gone. He messaged me earlier that they were going to see a movie. We don’t usually go out to the movies unless it’s a date night, and part of me wonders if they’re doing date night without me.
It shouldn’t make me feel left out. Arthur and Bennett have their own relationship’s needs, too. But it does. Maybe if I’d been home sooner, I could have gone with them.
Just more signs I need to work less.
Assuming they’ll stuff their faces with movie popcorn and nachos, I microwave a frozen pizza and eat in front of the television. I don’t even know what movie they saw.
I’m so used to having Arthur and Bennett around that I’m not sure what to do with myself. I turn on the game console and try to get into a new shooter, but my heart’s not in it.
Yeah, it’s been rough this last week, handling the rut. That woman with the red hair is all I can think about. She’s even in my dreams.
I unzip my pants and pull my cock out, stroking it just thinking of her. That plump rear. The pink pussy dripping with my husbands’ cum. But Arthur and Bennett haven’t mentioned her once since our visit to the clinic, so they must not be as obsessed as I am. They must not be feeling this same overwhelming need to see her again, to breed her again.
It’s just me. Which means I need to keep it to myself.
We haven’t heard from DreamTogether yet. Maybe if I visit again, I can satisfy this instinct for a little while longer, at least until rutting season ends.
We don’t need a woman in our herd—that’s the last thing I want—but if it were that woman on the bench…
Alone in the dark house, my thoughts drift back to Marilee. She was a wonder to me at first, a vision. She was everything I desired in a partner: funny, smart, sensual. She had an elegant face and long fingers that always looked so good wrapped around my dick.
I loved her, it’s that simple. I loved her with everything I had, and she took advantage of that. She used me and then threw me away.
That was the last time I’ll let a woman into my heart. No, our situation with the surrogate is more than sufficient for our needs.
Still, I wonder what the redheaded woman would look like facing me, sitting astride my hips, rising up and down on my cock. She probably has big tits, and I drool at the idea of finding my face between them.
I thought this kind of rabid instinct had died in me, and I’m annoyed to find it alive and well.
Finally, I hear the car pull up out front. Arthur and Bennett are talking so loudly as they go up the steps that I can hear them.
“That car chase!” Arthur is saying.
“I know, right?” Bennett opens the door, and the two of them step inside. “Those special effects were wild.”
