Page 31 of Pleading Innocence

“Woman, will you keep your voice down?” Annie said.

Simone rolled her eyes. “When did it happen?” she asked.

I didn’t want to tell them that it happened on the night of my grad party when we went to the club, when I found all three of them having sex with some random guys in the back, when my body learned what arousal was, when I left with Mario that same night… They’d put two and two together.

“Ah, it’s not important,” I said, waving them off. “The thing is, I really want them both to penetrate me at once,” I said, watching all three of their eyes widen even more than was before. “But I’ve obviously never done double penetration.”

Laura clutched her chest dramatically. “Whoo, child! I think I’m about to pass out. I’m going to need a drink. A long, strong drink to hit the back of my throat.” She winked at me before we all burst out laughing. “Then we can talk about all this,” she said with a wave of her hand.

“But have you guys done double penetration before?” I asked as we started walking to the bar again.

For a while none of them answered, until Simone said, “Yeah, I’ve been fucked by two guys at once—consensually, of course.” She said it so loud that all of us, except Simone, were red as tomatoes by the time we got up to the bar.

“Simone!” We all turned to look at her, gritting our teeth and lowering our voices.

“Oh, right.” She grinned. “I can agree that’s not something you talk about out loud,” she said.

After we got our drinks, we took them back to my car, where we could talk about double penetration in private and she could give me all her tips and tricks. We all just had one drink because we were trying to be responsible adults.

Chapter 20

Mario

“Fuck,dude.I’msonervous, I’m shaking. But I’m more excited than anything. I mean, I’ve never done anything like this before,” I said to Anthony.

“Of course you haven’t,” Anthony responded, attempting to be smug about it in his trousers with black socks covering his feet that were resting on the brown hotel rug. He took a sip of whiskey. He was sitting in the brown armchair by the grand window overlooking the city.

“And you have?” I asked, throwing back my whiskey.

He was silent for a while. Well, of course he had. He was Anthony. Mr. Loverboy, spreading his seed far and wide. He turned to look at me, taking another gulp of his whiskey.

“No,” he said.

I let out a shocked breath. “You’re joking!” I said. I hadn’t expected that answer. Either way, I was relieved that I wasn’t the only one that felt like I was out of my league here. Although I was kind of hoping he’d give me some pointers.

“Well, I’ve obviously penetrated both holes, just not while someone else was already occupying one of them,” he said.

I started laughing. “Yeah, same here, man.”

“You’ve done anal?” he asked, looking at me like I came from Mars or something.

“Yeah,” I said, to the point, looking at him like he came from a whole other galaxy.

“With who?!” he said.

“Dude, with my ex. What’s so shocking about that?” I responded in defense.

He let out a breath, tilting his glass to his lips with a chuckle. “Whew, she never struck me as that type of girl.”

“Yeah, well, I’m glad she never struck you as any type of girl or I would’ve been in Chris’ shoes. Wait, you didn’t hook up with her after we broke up, did you?” I asked, spinning to look at him.

“Would you care?” he responded.

“Yeah, even though I have no interest in revisiting that relationship again, I’d care if my friend thought that every girl in his friends’ lives were his to pursue as well,” I said, scrutinizing him.

“Yeah, relax. I didn’t go there. Chris’s ex was a one off. But is that how you feel now? Technically, you were with Tiffany first,” Anthony said, looking ahead of him, not making eye contact.

I was able to answer without thinking about it. “This is different,” I said.

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