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Me: First of all, Indian food is amazing. I could eat buttered naan bread three meals a day for the rest of my life, and I’m judging you for not feeling the same way. Secondly, of course I want to do it again! And this time we will be more careful about Kaylee, and not fall asleep immediately after.
Archer: Good. I will let Jordy know you feel that way. I know he will be relieved to hear it.
Archer: After all, it’s just sex. There doesn’t need to be a lot of baggage attached to it.
Archer: Just three adults having some adult fun together. And when it stops being fun, we can stop, too.
I read his flurry of texts three times.It’s just sex. So that’s how he thought about it. Granted, that’s sort of how I saw it when I agreed to it last night, but things felt different today. Archer wasn’t just some guy I was banging, and neither was Jordy. I didn’t knowwhatwe were, and if it would be possible to date them when all of this was over and we went home, but I didn’t feel like it was just sex.
Do they not want something more? And more importantly, do I?I second and third-guessed myself before finally replying in what I hoped was an aloof tone.
Me: Yeah, totally. No baggage. Let’s keep doing it as long as we’re all having fun. See you tonight!
The conversation left a sour taste in my mouth the rest of the afternoon, but that disappeared as soon as the guys got home that night. They were happy and full of energy, which filled Kaylee with childish excitement. It was tough not to share in their joy. Their arrival held an extra significance, more than just three men going to work in an office. They were putting themselves in danger. Their return homeshouldbe a celebration every single time.
That night, Jordy and Archer wordlessly led me into my room. We didn’t need alcohol to lower our inhibitions this time; all of us were eager with anticipation. Archer started first, laying me on the bed and kissing me deeply. He moved down between my legs and buried himself in my pussy, devouring me until I was arching my back and crying out. Jordy quickly joined us on the bed and knelt next to my face, using his cock to muffle my cries of pleasure as Archer continued going down on me. My second orgasm was quicker and more intense, and I screamed as loud as I could around Jordy’s dick.
And then, when I was a puddle of pleasure who could barely move, they took turns fucking me while the other watched. Alternating between them like they did the first night. Except this time, when they were both nearing their climax, they decided to spitroast me (a term I didn’t learn until afterward.) Archer straddled my face on the bed and came down my throat at the same time Jordy exploded inside my pussy. It was pure heaven.
The week went by like that. It was a wonderful routine: I said goodbye to the guys in the morning, spent all day with their daughter, we ate dinner together that evening, and when the sun went down we lost ourselves in the mindless drive of our bodies. By the third night, it stopped feeling scandalous. After a full week of sizzling threesomes, I started to wonder why anyone would ever have sex with just one other person.
Harrison knew, I suspected. He smirked at me whenever I said I was going to bed. One night, after Kaylee was already asleep, he said something along the lines of, “I don’t want to be your fourth wheel, so I’m going to bed.” But he wasn’t rude about it, and never made me feel like I was doing something deserving of ridicule. He just gave us the space we needed to have fun.
We had been in Istanbul two weeks, and were beginning the final week there. The four of us had breakfast together, and then it was time to say goodbye to the guys. Kaylee ran down the hall to get her sticker book, because she wanted to give each of her dads a special sticker for good luck. When she was out of sight, Jordy grabbed me and gave me a very long, very passionate kiss that took my breath away.
“Daddy?”
Both of us flinched and pulled apart like we had been caught doing something we shouldn’t have been doing. Which, in a way, we had. Kaylee stood in the living room with a confused look on her face. I stood very still while I tried to think of an excuse.
“Uh, sweetie… I thought you had to get your sticker book,” Jordy said.
Kaylee pointed. “I just remembered. I left it by the couch.” Her frown deepened. “What were you and Trish doing?”
We looked at each other. Both of us were tongue tied, thanks to theactualtongue-tying we had just been doing.
“That’s how adults say goodbye in some countries,” Archer quickly said. He nodded and looked at everyone else in the room. “Jordy and Trish were saying goodbye before they leave.”
Kaylee scrunched up her face as she considered this. “Do all adults do that? Trish has said goodbye to lots of people in the market, but never kissed them.”
“We only do it with adults we already know,” I said. “Not strangers.”
“Then why don’t you kiss my other daddies?”
I shared a look with Jordy. I could tell what he was thinking:shit. She’s got us there.Archer looked equally uncomfortable, but Harrison was covering his mouth and struggling not to laugh.
“I was just about to.” I approached Archer and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. It was totally innocent, but images from last night flashed in my head when we were kissing in a totally different context. “Goodbye, Archer.”
“Goodbye, Trish,” he replied formally.
Then I turned to Harrison. I didn’t want to kiss him, but Kaylee was still standing there patiently, waiting to make sure we were telling the truth. Harrison, the big bear of a man he was, arched a red eyebrow and smirked. He was having a lot of fun with the situation at our expense. I couldn’t blame him.
Might as well get it over with.
“Have a safe trip,” I said. Harrison was standing still. Being so close to him, the scar underneath his eye jumped out even more than usual. I stepped forward and raised my lips to his. Just a quick peck on the lips. No big deal. But as I did, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into an embrace. His breath smelled like peppermint as his lips crushed against mine, a much stronger kiss than I expected.
And despite everything about the man, his rough exterior and standoffish attitude and the beard that tickled my chin, Ilikedit. It didn’t feel innocent, or performative for Kaylee’s benefit. I closed my eyes and for a few moments it felt like we were alone.
Finally, his arms released me. I stepped back out of instinct. My heart was pounding in my temple, and I breathed hard. Harrison was still smirking at me like the whole thing was a joke.
