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The lingering effect on his vocal cords makes his voice almost gravelly, and it makes me hot with desire. Especially when he tells me I’m a good girl.
He then leaves me sitting on the edge of the couch, dreadfully turned on with the heat of the moment but unable to do anything about it myself.
My jaw is sore, my throat is stretched, but I feel proud of myself. I’m pleased with how I just took Caleb, and seeing the way he’s clearly pleased himself, I’m satisfied enough.
I’m hoping the time will come when I can have all three of them at once again.
It’s been so long, but my body hasn’t forgotten. My pussy hasn’t forgotten.
I want them.
And considering the way Julian and Caleb have taken my mouth, I know they still want me too.
Because some things never change.
THIRTEEN
TERRY
“He’s doing fine, and Mags said she’s fine with keeping him until he’s not,” Jeanette informs both me and Julian when she gets back to the bus.
Both of the buses have pulled into a truck stop. We’re parked near the back of the parking lot to stay out of the way of any truckers who will be coming or going during the night, and the drivers have both gone into the bar to have a drink and unwind.
“Oh, fantastic. Not that I mind having the little shit over here, but you know, having the break the past couple hours has been kind of nice,” Julian says.
“Especially since we don’t have to worry about being bothered by anyone else,” I say, since our bus driver isn’t coming back to our bus tonight.
The drivers both sleep in the other bus with the other stage hands, which means we’re free to be ourselves in our bus without worrying the driver will be annoyed.
“Jesus, what the fuck was that sound?” Jeanette asks, and Julian and I both laugh.
She was about to speak when she was interrupted by the sound of Caleb’s snore, and since it’s quiet in the bus save for him, it sounds louder than usual.
Caleb started drinking earlier than either me or Julian, having his first drink before we were even at the truck stop. So he’s passed out at this point, snoring loudly up in his bunk bed while Julian and I hang out with Jeanette and talk.
“Think you did a good job of satisfying him earlier,” Julian tells her. “All the poor guy had to do was have a few drinks and crash. He deserves it though, he’s not gotten any action for a few weeks. I’m sure he’s glad for your mouth.”
“I’m glad my mouth could be of service,” Jeanette says.
“For them,” I tell her. “You realize it’s been ten years since you’ve had your mouth around my cock, right?”
“And that’s entirely too long,” she tells me. “I’m not going to come attack you though. The other two have already set the bar high by coming to me when they wanted my attention.”
She gives me a smirk. I know she’s just thrown the ball in my court, and she’s now waiting for me to make that move.
“What’re you waiting for?” Julian asks me. “There are some things that just get better with time, and I think having sex with Jeanette is one of them.”
“Would you say that?” Jeanette asks. “You think I’ve gotten better?”
“They say practice makes perfect, and I’d like to think you’ve gotten your practice in,” I tell her. “Although, I don’t think any of us can deny the fact that we’re the ones who turned you into the sex goddess you are. We found you when you were that sweet little flower, and we molded you into perfection.”
“Do you think we’ve got the time to have some fun?” Julian asks as he looks at the time on his phone. “I don’t know how long Hendrix is going to put up with being with Mags over there.”
The three of us who are still awake in the bus know that we have to make good use of the time right now to do what we want. Caleb is sleeping and it’s unlikely anything we do is going to wake him, and Hendrix is otherwise occupied at the other bus. Mags won’t just bring him over here. She’ll call or text one of us to go get him.
Since it’s getting late, Jeanette had gone to check on Hendrix, but from the sound of things, he’s going to be over with Mags for a while longer. That’s fine with me. It’s getting to be the time of day when Jeanette would normally be the one to take over caring for him herself, and the longer Hendrix is over at the other bus, the longer we have time to be with Jeanette alone.
“They say that fortune favors the bold,” I announce as I get up from where I’m sitting and walk over to where Jeanette has seated herself. She’s on the couch opposite from where I was sitting, and I’m not waiting another second before I have her. I’ve watched as both my brothers have gotten to make use of her, and now it’s my turn.
