They both nodded.
She slid off the stool and headed towards the bathroom. Once inside, she practically had to peel off the thong from her body since it was soaked. Her nipples were hard, and her skin was flushed. The two men were honest and open about their lives, which was a turn on. Add to that they were both experienced, she hoped, with sharing a woman, and things got even better!
It was cold, and she’d chosen to wear her panties on the outside of her garter belt-she’d read somewhere that it was easier to take off that way while still leaving her feeling sexy in her thigh highs and lace. Her bra matched the stockings, a nice shade of purple that looked deeper against her alabaster skin.
After adjusting her clothing, she walked out of the bathroom, panties in hand.
Troy was the one to speak first. “Well, are your friends, okay?”
Anneke smiled big, her lips curving slowly upward as she set one hand on her hip. She had to do this, had to feel them both with her in bed. It’d be wonderful, she was certain! It’d pull her from her monotonous routine of boring books and gardening, and it would keep her from adopting six cats more than she could care for!
She took Troy ’s free hand with hers and set her closed fist in his. Opening her hand, she dropped her thong in the palm of his hand and grinned.
Troy ’s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree in downtown Dallas. He took her wet panties and slid them discreetly into his pocket like any gentleman would, but he’d eyed Bill in a manner that made her intentions clear.
Bill responded with a kind but wicked grin. She had no idea the two emotions could be blended into one, but he had managed.
“I think you have your answer, boys.”
Chapter Four
She couldn’t believe she’d just done what she’d done. Sitting between Bill and Troy in their black, dual-cab pickup on the way back to their house had been a dream, right?
She pinched herself, the sting of pain settling into her and reminding her of reality. She was getting her threesome.
Troy kept one hand on the wheel. The other on her thigh, rubbing circles slowly over her and sending pools of liquid racing towards her pussy.
Bill leaned against the cushion, keeping an arm behind her while his fingers stroked the bare skin beneath her hair. Chills went through her that made her shudder into his touch. He was definitely the sensitive one.
Troy was more practical-Get 'em horny and take ’em home to play.
Bill seemed a little more like the guy you could bring home to mother, while Troy was just the opposite. In stature, the two men weren’t that different in height. Both were well groomed, and the kiss she’d shared with them both before leaving had left her breathless enough to want more.
Silence carried between the threesome for the most part. The duo lived on a ranch not far from the bar. The road was smooth, and the landscape was dotted with large trees off and on. Anneke patted Bill on the thigh, her hand creeping up towards his crotch. “How far are you from here?”
“About four or five miles,” Bill responded, opening his legs for easier access.
“Greedy?” She grinned and felt Bill’s piercing stare in the darkness.
“Honey, you’re the prettiest most honest thing that’s come our way. Hell yeah, I’m greedy!” He spread his legs apart wider, his knees bumping against Anneke’s.
She reached higher up his thigh, patting the thick bulge beneath his jeans. “Ooh, I like this.”
Troy ’s hand roamed higher up her thigh until it had reached the waistband of her jeans. Fingertips brushed against bare skin, intensifying the rush of desire already spreading through her.
Anneke sighed slowly, enjoying the feel the two of them touching her, caressing her, teasing her until she grew wetter. The ride wasn’t at all bumpy until about ten minutes after anyone spoke. Her hands continued to roam over Bill’s crotch while she leaned against Troy, nuzzling his neck and inhaling his very masculine, woodsy aroma.
Closing her eyes, she felt thick, warm fingers skitter along the inside of her jeans, brushing over the curve of her ass. Then the truck stopped.
“Here we are.” Troy ’s voice distracted her, bringing her back to reality. She was going through with this!
Troy slid out, taking the keys with him. He stretched.
Anneke kept an eye on him, letting her gaze travel up the length of his hard body.
Bill followed next, patting the seat. “Out you come.”
Anneke grinned. “I hope.”
“Oh, the two of us are very good.” Bill’s smile radiated even in the darkness.
Before them stood a large, ranch-style house with one lit lamp in the window. A wooden porch led to the front door. Anneke took Bill’s hand and felt Troy ’s on the small of her back.
She sashayed, well aware of their heated gazes on her.
“My, what a lovely ass.” Bill patted her square on her bottom.
Anneke wiggled her hips a little more for his benefit. She swallowed a lump of nervousness down, pushing any and all fears about this endeavour out of her head. She wanted this, her body craved their touch.
Troy pushed a key into the lock and turned the handle, opening the door with a soft click. A breeze blew past the trio, forcing a shiver from Anneke.
Troy looked back, stepped aside and waved her inside. “Ladies, first.”
She stepped inside, her shoes clicking loudly against the wood patio until she’d stepped onto the soft carpet of the living room and foyer. A light switch flipped on behind her, illuminating the place in a soft glow. Their furniture was sparse, a couch, two recliners, a coffee table she was certain one of them had made by hand. A shelf on one wall housed a number of books, some looking to be fairly old. Candles rested on the mantel above the fireplace. Two oak tables had more candles. A few plants littered the floor by the windows.
It seems that the boys took care of their place. Not an ounce of what she saw spelled bachelor pad.
Scents of hay and wheat hit her nose along with pine and oak. Everything in the house spoke of comfort in some manner or another.
“Wow.” She stepped further inside.
“You like?” Troy set a hand on her hip, letting it slide down to cup her bottom.
“I do indeed. I figured you two were ultimate bachelors, La-Z-Boy recliners with a beer cooler and large screen TV. This is…different.”
“ Troy and I like to read a lot in our spare time when we’re not working on advertising or the farm. We’ve spent time rebuilding this place from what it was once to what it is now.”
“By hand, I imagine.” She let the drawl in her voice sound more like a purr.
Bill walked towards a wet bar. “Drinks?”
“I’ll have a beer.” Anneke throat was parched, but she was certain after a few minutes that things would heat up, and she’d taste something to cool off her hot mouth.
“Bourbon on the rocks, Troy?” Bill reached below and popped out an ice-cold beer, removed the top and handed it to Anneke.
Troy nodded.
Bill poured ice into two separate glasses and poured bourbon for both of them before turning to Anneke. “I think we’ll be done with this place in a few weeks or so. Ain’t that about right, Troy?”
Troy took the drink and nodded. “Have a seat.” He offered Anneke one of the recliners or a spot on the couch.
She chose to sit in the middle of the couch, figuring for the most clichéd scenario. A moment later, Bill and Troy had sat down, each occupying a side of her.
“What brought you and the girls out last night?” Troy slid an arm around Anneke and the back of the couch, his fingers brushing against the soft skin of her neck.
A shiver ran through her from the touch, the spark of desire spreading low in her belly.
“I had a bad breakup with this stupid ex and needed to be cheered up. The girls came over and brought a stack of bad porn so we could drink and make fun of guys who can’t fuck or get hard when they see hot chicks.” Anneke took a sip of her beer and looked at both men.