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She’d never had sex outdoors before and found it a completely new and erotic experience. Being with two men was a new experience, but she was positive it was these two particular men that made it so phenomenal. She seemed to be waking from a dream, and at moments she’d be feeling nothing but passion and wondering how long the excitement, the newness, the absolute novelty could last.
What would evolve when she knew them well, when they’d done all these things many times? For now, she was insatiable, a glutton for whatever adventures they offered. Would that forge a bond between them, or would they tire of each other?
She couldn’t possibly know. She couldn’t manage to consider the future seriously. The present alone overwhelmed her. But ultimately, the spell had to be broken, or at least put on pause. She needed to assert herself, establish a link back to her world. As they left the beach and walked to the bikes, Ronan took her in his arms and kissed her. Then it was time, and she looked up at him as she wrapped her arms around his waist. “This is so fantastic, but I need you to take me home.”
“Now?” His eyes showed his disappointment.
“Already?” asked Jett as he came up behind her, putting his hand on her stomach. His cock pressed into her back despite his recent release.
She nodded. “I need to get ready for school on Monday. I hadn’t expected to be away from home all weekend.” She kissed Ronan before turning her head to kiss Jett. “To avoid any confusion, that was not a complaint.”
“Then how about doing this again next weekend?” asked Jett. “The time has gone so fast, and I feel like we’ve just started to learn about each other, about what might be possible.”
Silently she thanked him for asking. Nothing in the world sounded better to her than spending another weekend like this one.
“How about Friday night? Come over about seven. I’ll fix dinner, ply you with wine and kisses, and then, if you’ve been good, I’ll take you both to bed.”
“We have to be good?” Jett feigned a pout.
“I can be good,” said Ronan with a wink.
“Good. Not nice.”
He smiled as Jett chuckled. “It’s a date.”
With the promise of another glorious weekend resonating in her, she was aroused. She climbed on Jett’s bike thinking the air had never smelled better, and as they took her home, she put her fantasies of taking them into her bed out of her mind—for now.
On Monday morning,Tessa was sore and incredibly happy. For two days they’d talked, made love, gone for rides, and made love again. She’d never had such an intense weekend emotionally or sexually. Returning to her universe, her school, her routine seemed like making a re-entry to planet Earth from some alien land. She’d never been to a resort in Mexico, but she thought it might be the same thing if she was coming back from a month-long vacation at one. The weekend with them had been, as Ronan had said, far too short. No matter how long it might have been, when it was time to return, the vacation would seem too short.
Even so, getting back into the swing of the school week turned out to be far too easy. The day started with paperwork, which always set the tone. She found Donna Turnbull had put a message in every teacher’s in box about some special events that required changing the class schedule, there was a reminder about reports that had to be turned in by the end of the month, and another about new rules and guidelines for lesson plans for the next semester.
Bureaucracy was the natural enemy of passion.
As she settled in, the weekend, her grand and incredibly romantic threesome adventure, slipped into the background. She had sweet memories that glowed and made her feel warm whenever she had a brief moment to look at them, but her brain was back at work.
Between classes, while talking with Donna Turnbull, she got a call on her phone from a number she didn’t recognize. She answered, but no one was there.
“I hate it when people hang up without letting you know who it is,” Donna said. “That’s just rude.”
“Probably someone trying to sell me something.”
“Or telling you that you won a free cruise.”
“Which is the same thing.” The idea of taking a cruise with her lovers was appealing, but she couldn’t let it distract her from work.
They had a good laugh about it.
During the morning she thought Jimmy looked a bit better than he had, but he still dragged himself around, reluctant to do much of anything. But his eyes were clear, and he was prepared for class, maybe better prepared than she was. That was a relief. At recess, she noted, Kayla talked with him, or at him, because it appeared all she got for her trouble was an occasional smile or shake of his head.
She thought of talking to Kayla but then reminded herself that Ronan and Jett were handling that and that Kayla would be far more forthcoming with her favorite uncles. Besides, it gave her an excuse to talk to them, and that idea sounded sinfully good. Not that she needed an excuse.
She looked for a chance to talk to Jimmy, but the full day made it difficult, and the first real chance didn’t come until after lunch. The kids had eaten and milled about in the schoolyard. She came out of her classroom and ran into him coming out of the bathroom. When he saw her coming toward him, he braced himself visibly. Then, when she stopped, he volunteered what he knew she’d ask. “Things are okay at home,” he said. “Dad’s still angry with the world, of course, but he was a lot calmer about it this weekend. I mean, he wasn’t yelling or stomping around or anything all weekend.”
“That’s good.”
“Yeah. He spent a lot of time cleaning his guns and reading some new books. I don’t think they were about politics though.”
“Why not?”
