Page 20 of Sex, Lies, & Techy Guys (Love on the Sunshine Coast)

“Hell yeah.” My balls are already tightening.

She steps out of the room, her round ass exposed except for the apron’s tie that hangs in a bow low on her back, draping over her cheeks.

Seeing her naked is too much, and we end up skipping dinner and heading straight to her bedroom for another night of passionate, mind-blowing sex.

After we’ve each given her multiple orgasms and we’ve both come inside of her pussy, we snuggle with her between us. Our arms and legs drape over each other. She’s on her back and her face is toward Kyle. My lips rest in her hair. My mind has taken me a million directions, a million futures. The infinite possibilities all involve her.

“I love you.” It’s too late when I realize the words actually came out of my mouth.

Her body stiffens. Kyle slides away. Shit, he heard it too. No one says a word.

What the fuck did I do?

I don’t want to walk it back.

“I’m going to grab a bite to eat and get some more work done,” Kyle says.

“Yeah, we should eat. Nothing like dinner for a midnight snack.” She attempts to sound casual as she rolls out of bed.

I flop onto my back in the dimly lit room. Kyle’s feet pad to the hallway. He’s probably going back to our bathroom as Penny uses the master.

When she comes back into the bedroom, I’m sitting on the edge of the bed. Only one solution has come to mind. “Sorry if that was too much. I know we’re leaving in a few days. It was wrong of me.”

She stops a few feet away, her silhouette taunting me as she dresses. “It was only wrong if you didn’t mean it, but yeah, a lot will change in the next week.”

Do her words refer to more than our stay being over? I’m caught by the heaviness of them as she leaves the room and I’m stuck with my jumbled thoughts.

Is it more or less of a problem that I’m pretty sure I mean it? It’s best if I let it go for now.

CHAPTER 9

penny

Over the next couple of days, we don’t talk about Lance’s “I love you” or his apology for saying it. It doesn’t matter. I’ve double checked their checkout date to remind myself that our arrangement is temporary.

What we have is no more than those high school trips where we’d go out of town for the weekend or to a cheerleader training camp and there always seemed to be boys around. Professions of love would be made and promises that we’d stay in touch. It never happened. I can deal with that.

Even marriage wasn’t enough to make my husband commit.

I’m not going to make anything of Lance’s comment. Won’t point out that he’s speaking out of lust. He doesn’t need to lie. It’s amazing what I can forgive after incredible sex two nights in a row and dreams fulfilled right and left. It’s like a bucket list session each night.

The problem now is that we’re snuggled on the couch They’re watching my favorite movie, which happens to be High School Musical, and they don’t complain.

My mind wanders though. We’re doing sweet, tender things together, Lance even helped me cook, and they both worked on the ceiling repair.

I’m getting far too used to having them around, and far too convinced that Lance wasn’t wrong, he was just the first to recognize that what we have is more than physical.

And since we’re watching a movie about high school with both of my lovers who know nothing about the mediation I have to go to in a couple of days, it occurs to me that it was good my marriage ended. Marrying my high school sweetheart had somehow trapped me in my glory days as a cheerleader. Sitting with my lovers, I realize that being single has allowed me to grow and learn what I want out of life. Hopefully I’ll stay out of jail so I can capitalize on the growth.

I kindly ask my mental cheerleader to step aside and let me move on. She was my past. I need as much control as I can get over my future. And while I love the intimacy of snuggling with Lance and Kyle for a movie night, there’s so much more I want to do.

“Are you guys into this or could I offer you a snack?” I always wanted to do food play and figure I can talk them into anything.

“A snack sounds good.” Lance moves my hand to his mouth and sucks on my finger.

I jump up. “Help me get everything out of the way.”

The guys look at each other then get to work shoving everything in the living room to the walls while I head to the kitchen. When they’re done, I instruct them to get two blankets from the hall closet and lay them on top of one other since we’re going to get messy.

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