Page 31 of The Brothers Next Door

Rolling my eyes, I nodded, fixating my gaze on the hostess. Though perhaps a few sex toys wouldn’t hurt. I had exactly zero. Most women had at least a vibrator.

~*~TT~*~

Nate

So, yes, I’ll admit it. We were waiting for her. I hadn’t even bothered to get out of my uniform after my shift. I went straight to Darrin’s place. So here we were, like a couple of love-stuck teenagers waiting for their dream girl, who also happened to be the girl next door.

It had taken a couple of days to nail down some rules between us on how we’d deal with sharing her. It was better to have a plan and set of guidelines than to have misunderstandings between us that could fuck with the relationship that we had together. First and foremost, Darrin was my twin brother and we couldn’t allow anything to damage that bond. We hadn’t in the past and weren’t going to start now.

The rules were pretty straightforward and sensible and were as follows:

Firstly, neither one of us was to monopolize her.

Secondly, sex was as a trio only. No one on one acts.

Third and most importantly, if one of us fell in love with her it needed to be discussed to avoid jealousy and competition. Unlike the koala that I won at the fair, she wasn’t a prize.

“I think I hear her,” Darrin said, shutting off the television, the apartment going quiet. While this was a nice building we were close enough to the elevator that we could hear the faint ding of it arriving on Darrin’s floor.

Sure enough, the click-clack of heels coming down the hallway sounded, stopping about where her door should be.

“Okay, let’s go,” I said, getting up from the sofa, Darrin following suit. We stepped out of his apartment just as her door slammed shut. “Layla?” I called out, knocking on the now closed door. The door opened almost immediately. She was still wearing a grey leather jacket and had an extra large black plastic bag in her hands.

Her face immediately lit up, her delight at seeing us reflecting in her dark eyes as she looked from me to Darrin and back again. “Guys. Hey. I didn’t expect…”

“May we come in?”

She nodded and stepped aside, allowing us to enter. My eyes lowered to the large bag again. Black bags usually equalled sex toys. Not always, but usually. I had to find out what dirty little secrets she had concealed inside. “So, what’s in the bag?”

“The bag.” She looked up at me blankly a moment and then her eyes shot down to the bag gripped in her hand. “Oh nothing. Nothing at all.”

“Funny, it looks like there’s something in that bag.”

“Well, it’s nothing important,” she replied, taking a step backwards and grasping the bag with both hands. “I’m just going to throw this in the bedroom and I’ll be right back.” She spun around, nearly tumbling over her own feet since she’d yet to take off the strappy heels she was wearing.

“No, I think I’d like to see what’s in that bag.” I lunged forward, blocking her path and at the same time steadying her as she started to tumble.

“It has nothing to do with you.” She looked anxious as she looked from me, then over her shoulder at my brother, who seemed to be deciding whether or not he was interested in playing this game or not, but there was also a guilty smile on her face.

“Then let me see for myself.” I snatched the bag from her and she allowed it. Walking over to the sofa, I opened the bag and peeked in. A wide smile spread across my lips as I saw an assortment of sex toys. “Damn, did you leave anything on the shelf?” Flopping down on her sofa, I began to unload the contents of the bag onto the glass coffee table in front of me.

“Nate, don’t be a douche,” Darrin said, sitting down in the arm chair next to the sofa. Layla sat down next to me, and the scent of lavender drifted to me. God, she smelled so nice. She always smelled delicious.

“I’m not,” I defended, pulling out the first item, a medium sized pink vibrator which I believed was called bunny ears. “Just checking out her purchases.”

“Her purchases aren’t any of our business. You planning on dropping by to check out her grocery orders next?”

“Thank you, Darrin.” She leaned over and gave my brother a kiss on the lips, quick and chaste. I was slightly jealous, but swallowed it down. Sharing might be a little bit more of an adjustment than expected.

~*~TT~*~

Layla

I wasn’t expecting the brothers to be dropping by, or catching me with my purchases. A sex toy stash wasn’t exactly something you shared with protentional partners straight out the gate, normally. At least not in my world. Admittedly, my spending had gotten out of hand. The hostess had been an amazing salesperson, and she had me believing that I needed everything she was selling. I didn’t buy everything she was selling, mind you, I really didn’t think a strap-on would prove useful to me, but it seemed like virtually everything else did.

Once Nate had my bag in hand, I didn’t really put up much of a fight. There was no point. There was a part of me that wanted him to see that I wasn’t a prude and that I could be a bad girl if I wanted to be. You had to be a wild one to consider taking on two men at one, twin brothers to boot.

As I perched myself on the sofa next to Nate, he pulled out the first item, a pink dildo.

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