Page 73 of Manny

“You think I’d do that to her? You think I’d still fuck another woman?”

“Wouldn’t you?”

I point in his face. “No! I was loyal to my wife, and I’d be loyal to her, if that’s what she wants. I’ve no interest in any other woman?—”

“What about guys?”

My lips part. The slimy fuck. I fell into his trap. I glance over my shoulder, just to be sure that we’re not gonna be overheard. “Stop talkin’ about that.”

“If you repress it, it’ll only get worse.”

“Not repressin’ shit.”

“Really?” he lowers his tone. “So you weren’t gonna have a threesome?”

“A threesome doesn’t mean I’m gonna have sex with another man,” I whisper-shout back.

“Of course it doesn’t, but you told Lace you were interested in experimenting.”

“I didn’t say shit, so shut your mouth.”

He sighs. “I’m not tryin’ to be an ass. I just don’t know where we stand.”

“I told you, we’re both into Lace and we can play with her tog?—”

“I meant aboutus.”

I swallow hard. “Us?”

He slaps his forehead. “You know what I’m talking about, and I get you’re all macho about it because you don’t want anyone finding out, but I swear to God, none of what we do goes anywhere. I won’t tell a soul.”

“There’d be nothin’ to tell.” I lean toward him. “I’m into chicks.”

“Fine. Have it your way, live in denial.”

“I will be havin’ it my way, every which way, withLace.”

We stare off for a few moments, but he says nothing more. He rolls his eyes in that annoying way and waves a hand at me. “Text me when you grow a set.”

I flip him the bird. “Remind me not to suffocate you with a pillow while I’m given’ Lace the time of her life.” I whistle like a goddamn idiot as I turn to leave.

“Like you can keep her to yourself!” he yells back. I flip him another bird, just because I can.

Heading out, I’m annoyed and also extremely turned on.I meant about us.I groan. He has no right talking about any ofthis while we’re at the clubhouse. What if someone had walked in? I know it’s an excuse, but I can’t come up with anything else. I’m turned on.

I have to start admitting it. I’m attracted to him. I like his sass. I like his ass. And I like his goddamn pretty face and eyes, I just don’t like that smart mouth of his. Though, I know one way I could shut it up. Imagining Manny on his knees, taking my dick in his mouth, almost has me coming in my pants.What the fuck is wrong with me?

All the while, he’s right. We have to come to an agreement. If we both want Lace and she wants us, and neither of us is willing to back down, then we have to compromise somewhere. The idea of us both fucking her turns me on. The idea of me fucking her while he watches turns me on. The idea of me and Manny? It scares the fucking shit out of me.

My lips are dry, my heart is hammering as I practically run out to my sled, jump on, kick the stand and fire her up, roaring out of the parking lot like a bat out of Hell. I have to go do some work, pick up my kid and then do some serious thinking about this weekend. I have a shift at After Dark and I know just the thing to get this party started.

Manny

Two days later

I stare down at the text in disbelief.

Beefcake

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