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“How does she even get in with the security?” Jeanette asks.
“It’s amazing what you women are able to get past when you just show your tits.” Caleb shrugs. “I can tell the security guards I don’t want anyone to come near the stage, but if someone shows their tits, the guards somehow just become blind.”
“Not like you guys don’t do the same thing. Look at the woman you got pregnant.” Jeanette rolls her eyes.
“That’s not fair,” I say. “But I mean, I guess it kind of is. Still. You don’t have to be so accurate.”
She laughs. “Well, if we’re going to play hide-and-seek with her, then we might as well make the most of it. What all comes with this penthouse?”
“You’ve only just gotten a glimpse so far,” Caleb says as he leads her into the living space.
The place really is amazing, and it better be considering the amount we spent on it. The bathroom is huge, and the tub is large enough to fit all four of us in it at once. There are jet streams, and the shower itself is like stepping into a sauna.
The kitchen is fully stocked, but why bother with that when there’s room service with a direct delivery service from all the restaurants in the area. We paid through the nose to be able to stay here, especially last minute, but I can see now that it was worth every penny we put down on the place.
“This is for you, so what do you want?” Terry asks Jeanette.
“What do you mean, it’s for me?” she asks.
“I mean we are spoiling you, and only you,” he says. “I think we ought to start with a massage.”
“I could go for one of those,” she says.
“I call dibs her shoulders,” I say.
“And I call dibs her feet,” Terry says. “Sorry, Caleb, guess you’re not invited to the party.”
“You act like it’s only going to last for a short while.” Caleb shrugs. “Believe me, we have two days up here, and it’s only just started. There’s going to be plenty of time for the massage I’m giving her. And I’m using my tongue.”
He winks at Jeanette, and she blushes. Even after how many times and how many ways we’ve all had sex with her, she still blushes at any talk of what we’re going to do to her again, and I think that’s the sexiest thing ever. I love being able to turn a woman on, and to turn on a woman I’ve been with for so long—even with gap years in between—makes me feel like a sex god.
It might be Caleb who started her blushing this time, but that doesn’t matter. Those are details and semantics that I don’t get caught up worrying about. The fact that we all share her, we’re all good with our tongues, and we all have sex with her as often as possible, I count any of us turning her on as all of us turning her on.
And that’s incredible.
Terry returns from the bathroom with lotion, towels, and oil, and I grab the lotion from the stack as he walks by.
“Hey!” he says.
“Everyone knows you start with oil on the feet,” I reply. “So get to it. You’re keeping the lady waiting!”
He mutters and snatches up the oil, and Jeanette giggles. We strip her clothing off down to her bra and her panties, having her sit on the couch in the living space. There’s a large TV in the center of the wall, and Caleb turns on something for background noise, though we all pay more attention to Jeanette than the sports.
She closes her eyes, getting lost in the moment. That’s another thing I love about her. I love the way she’s able to just let go and enjoy what’s going on right now.
“With how fast-paced our lives are, I like that we can all come together this way and just enjoy spending time together,” I say. “It’s nice to take a break from all the craziness in the world, and to just be together for a while.”
“I agree with that,” Caleb says.
“Same here,” Terry chimes in.
“I don’t think I ever get enough time with you,” Jeanette tells us. “I mean, I love the time that we get together, but I always want more. Every time we part ways, I think about the next time we can be together again, and I start counting down to it.”
“I would say that makes you our number one fan,” I tell her.
“I can’t wait for the day when I get to be home. Like, in our home, with our family. I want to have more babies with you so Hendrix can have little brothers and sisters and we can all live together in the happy home we make. And I don’t want to have to worry about crazy women coming and trying to take it all away, either. Does that sound crazy?”
“I think it sounds heavenly,” I tell her.
