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It’s only because I was already turned on from kissing Archer and Jordy, I told myself.That’s all.
“There you go, dearie,” Archer said. “We’ve all said goodbye now. Can I have my sticker for good luck?”
“Why don’t you kiss each other goodbye?” Kaylee suddenly asked. “Your my daddies, and you aren’t strangers. So you should kiss, too.”
For a split second, a look of fear passed across Harrison’s eyes that made me grin. Then Jordy said, “We don’t need to say goodbye, because we’re going together.”
“Oh.” Kaylee nodded. “That makes sense. Here are your stickers.”
Harrison’s relief was obvious as he took a sticker and stuck it to his shirt. Archer and Jordy did the same. Then they hugged Kaylee goodbye and left.
I licked my lips. They still tasted faintly of peppermint.
24
Trish
I thought about the kiss all morning. It was confusing. I didn’t like Harrison. I wasn’t really attracted to him, either. His beard was too long and unkempt. He barely spoke twenty words to me whenever he was home. And he walked around with an air of danger, like a wolf that was always stalking.
Maybe that’s what I like, I wondered.He’s dangerous.
I shook it off and settled back into our normal routine. Jordy, Archer, and I had sex each night that week in every possible position and combination. I was bent over the bed and fucked while giving the other guy a blowjob. I rode one of them while the other caressed me from behind, taking turns like they did that first night. Once, after I had already come twice, they made me get on my knees and stroke them off until they came all over my chest.
It was the most sex I’d ever had in my life. In past relationships, it was usually just a once-a-week kind of thing.Maybetwice in one week. But now I was getting passed between these two men every single night, and I wasn’t even close to getting bored of it. I was every bit as turned on by them now as I was when we first started.
Finally, our time in Istanbul came to an end. The guys left one morning for the final day of their contract; they would return that evening, we would spend the night here one last time, and then fly to the next contract—wherever that may be.
Archer insisted that a maid service would clean up after we were gone, but I still spent the day tidying up around the house. Gathering all of Kaylee’s toys together, dismantling the K’nex structures we had built, and generally picking up all the evidence that we had ever stayed there.
Archer sent me his usual text message to let me know they had arrived safely, which coincided with Kaylee’s nap today.
Archer: Safe and sound.
Me: Good! I was afraid something bad might happen on the last day.
Archer: Woah. Don’t jinx it. We’re not done here, yet.
Me: Crap. Sorry. Un-jinx! How do I un-jinx it?
Archer: I think a sexy photo will suffice.
Me: How does that cancel out a jinx?
Archer: It doesn’t. But it would make me a happy lad.
Me: What do I get in return?
There was a long pause between texts. I wondered if Archer was waiting for me to send something. Then he responded—not with words, but with a photo.
A photo of his long, rock-hard penis sticking up through the zipper of his cargo pants. It was large enough to make the hand gripping it look small.
Me: OH
Me: OH MY
Archer: That’s what you get in return. Now it’s your turn to fulfill your end of the bargain.
Me: I don’t remember agreeing to any bargain.
