Page 24 of Two Bosses For Her


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One thing is certain though, I definitely enjoyed the night’s previous activities.

Most definitely.

Twenty

James

Opening one eye and then closing it to open the other, I find myself slipping in and out of a sleepy state. The one that lets you wake for a second then beckons you back into a peaceful cozy place, has me coming in and out of consciousness for a bit before my nose catches the smell of it.

Bacon.

It’s unmistakable. Irresistible. The best meat on this planet all come s from a pig. Pork chops, baby back ribs, ham, and my personal favorite, bacon. As I think about the meats, my belly begins to grumble, complaining for me to fill it.

Forcing myself to turn over and chase the night’s cobwebs from my mind, I look at the bed to see that I’m alone in here. Yawning and stretching, I lay there only momentarily before I hear the rumble of talking and then laughter.

Feeling a bit self-conscious about what I did last night, I either need to go with the flow, or run for the hills. I decide to play it cool and hide my embarrassment when I get up the nerve to go in there.

Pushing the covers off, I pull on my skivvies and like the animals in the cartoons, feel myself floating toward the kitchen in the aroma of the bacon. Wafting in on the wave of sizzling meat, I drop my gaze and my jaw as I turn the corner into the kitchen.

Standing in the kitchen I see that Lily is making breakfast in nothing other than a French maid costume. David is sitting at the table, relaxing and drinking a glass of orange juice. He tips the glass to me as I silently walk up to Lily, placing a soft kiss on the back of her neck.

“Good morning, Frenchie,” I whisper and she turns quickly, smashing her face into the side of mine. She looks fucking sexy in that costume and I’d like to put her to work again, polishing my cock.

From behind, I hear David laughing about the head smack and Lily says, “Good morning, sleepyhead.” She touches her finger to the tip of my nose. “Boop.”

“Want some orange juice?” David asks, holding up an empty glass.

“Sure,” I say, taking a seat at the table. “Anything I can do to help?”

Lily mistakenly drops a piece of bacon to the floor and bends to get it, revealing her exposed beaver. She looks at me and winks, “Oops.” I sense the heat rise in my face and I immediately feel my self-conscious nature return.

David quips, “I’d like for your beaver to meet my wood,” he snickers and then says, “But it already did!”

Those two have a hearty laugh while I only chuckle as she picks the bacon up from the floor. She takes the dirtied piece of fried flesh to the trash can and steps on the lever to open the lid. As she drops the bacon into the can, she hums the tune of “Taps.”

This makes me laugh because the sentiment is the same for me. I equate wasting a strip of bacon to murder.

Lily sets the plated food on the table before us. “Go on, help yourself, I can’t eat all of this by myself.”

Filling our plates and then our mouths, Lily begins the conversation by talking about the elephant in the room. “I immensely enjoyed last night’s playtime. It’s easily the best sex I’ve ever had.”

“Is that so?” David asks through a mouthful of food. He finishes it off and asks, “How so?”

She replies, “I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun in my entire life.” Looking between me and David, one can tell she wants us to join her in the conversation. “I hear it’s every woman’s fantasy. Definitely one of mine come true.”

Lily drones on and on about how David and I were the two men that made her fantasies real. As she continues to talk us up, I begin to feel more relaxed, moving the conversation to regular things.

Lily places her hands under her chin, resting her head above them. “So, how long have you been friends?”

David and I look at each other and say in unison, “Forever.”

I laugh as he does, but tells Lily, “Since we were kids. Made a lot of ruckus, the two of us did.”

David nods his head. “We sure did. Hey do you remember old man Thomas at the end of the street?”

“The one with the ratty junkyard dog?” I ask.

“Yeah, him,” David looks at Lily with a crazy smile. “We teased him and that dog mercilessly when we were kids.”

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