“Be right back.” With eyes blurred with arousal, Jackie took Randy’s cock deep in her mouth, wetting it. “Mmm, yum,” she said. Gripping it, she started jacking him then turned back to the patient man. He’d moved closer which helped her to handle both of them with more ease. She mouthed the reddening length, her own arousal demanding attention, but she wanted to care for her men first.
Enveloping the cock, she sucked, moving her hand in time with her head. Lenny stilled her, his breathing shaky as he thrust between her lips. She felt hips rise off from the floor, his legs move out. Both of her boys were getting close. She tilted her head to see Randy. He watched her through the slits of his eyes, his chest moving with labored breathing. She sucked, faster, deeper. Alternating groans filtered around the room.
Stopping her hand at the base of his cock, she tightened, holding him off. Pre-cum flowed around her tongue and she sucked hard, slow and moved his hip hinting he could go ahead and pump her. A guttural moan escaped him as he grabbed her head, spurting with each thrust before he stilled, jerking with aftershocks. She swallowed and sucked until he eased out. Running her tongue over him, she cleaned him up before he fell back on the floor, panting.
Hungry for more, Jackie took Randy’s raging hard-on into her mouth. He bucked, air swooshing from his lungs. Sucking, she loosened her fingers and cupped his balls.
They were rock solid. She lowered wrapping her lips around one. His musky scent intoxicated her, urging her to run her tongue over it, circling until his thighs tensed. His hips rose and fell, she sucked as he moved between her fingers.
“I’m going to lose it,” he announced.
She switched to the other testicle, moved her mouth over it like a lollipop. He groaned and his body jerked, shaking. Grinning, she ran her tongue up his shaft, watching him shoot cum over his six-pack. “Look what you did.”
“Look what you made me do.”
“I did that. Well, I was taught to clean up my messes.” She swallowed his cock, sucked on it, setting off tremors.
“Damn, Jac!” he breathed.
She moved up and licked across his abdomen, following a pearly white stream.
He quivered at her touch and caressed her as she sucked and lapped, cleaning him up.
Memories of days when they’d goof around with different sex play flooded her and she didn’t stop when there was nothing more to clean up. Licking, sucking his rock hard nipples, she felt his hand run over her body and reach under and grab a breast, mold it, pull on the tip, then he went lower and plunged into her pussy. “Ah,” she moaned and moved against him.
A hand massaged her foot and she sat back on her heels, checking herself to be sure she stayed within the realm of the game until such time it was an agreeable change. She ran her tongue over her lips.
“Wow, best dinner I’ve ever had. Thanks, guys.” She got to her feet. “Rest up, you’ll need it,” Jackie told them as she began to clean up the food mess.
“Haven’t you figured out who your husband is yet?”
“Why? Not having fun, boys?” she asked as she removed the tablecloth, picked up her clothes, and put them in the laundry room. “Bored with your sex toys?”
“Man, if I could move…”
“Same here-she drained me.”
Jackie ignored them and started to wash up the dishes. When she finished and had everything wiped down, she grabbed the mop and bucket with the intention of mopping the floor. “You’d better not be sleeping over there?”
“No, resting up.”
“Go shower, I need to mop,” she said as she let water run in the bucket.
“I think I’m stuck to the floor.”
She started on the sink side of the kitchen and worked her way over to them. She nudged their bodies with her mop. They didn’t budge.
“Human floor decor would make an interesting conversation piece come Thanksgiving.” She mopped around them. “Not quite sure Aunt Edna’s heart could handle such modern art. However, I’m sure Uncle Fred would put his off-color humor to work.” She held out a hand to Lenny. “On the other hand, you might expel an offensive odor by then.” He grabbed onto her wrist and she yanked him up.
He held his hand down to his brother. “Come on before she mops over you.”
“Go, shower, and save some hot water for me,” she told them.
They left her to finish up. then she fixed them some soup and grilled cheese to eat while she showered.
She scrubbed her hair to remove the food, pondering the question put to her. Of course she knew at times who her husband was. Lenny played with her tongue while Randy sucked it, but were they tired of the game? Were they ready to get back normal?
Rinsing the shampoo away, she tried to work through the twinge of pain stabbing her heart at the thought neither might be interested in carrying on in some manner. Washing up, she thought the way to find out for sure was to answer their question and let them know what she wanted.
When she emerged from the bedroom in her bathrobe after only blow drying her hair and scenting her body, she sat in the recliner instead of on the couch between them. They patted the empty space, but she shook her head. “So, seriously guys. What were you expecting with this twin game?”
“Pretty much what happened, but-”
“We thought you’d play along, have a little fun and this morning knock our heads together.”
“I did have fun. I want to have more fun.” The surprise on their faces was priceless. “Before we get into that…” She walked over, kissed the nearest man, gave him her tongue and stopped him from trying to pull her down to his lap. She walked over, picked up the left hand of the brother, took her husband’s wedding ring from her pocket and slipped it on his finger. “Don’t remove it around your brother again.”
“How did you know?” Lenny asked.
She sat down, holding his hand. “You may be identical twins, but you don’t share the same passion in bed.” She inclined her head toward Randy. “You both have tell-tale qualities.” Jackie didn’t dare give them specifics, it’d be like them to try to fool her by switching up on her.
“So you knew all along?” Randy asked.
“Most of the time.”
Lenny put his arm around her and asked, “What’s this about you wanting to have more fun?”
“Since you two didn’t seem to have a problem sharing, I don’t see why it can’t go on. Of course, not every night. I do need nights with my husband,” she said, reaching up to kiss him. “I’d also like nights with my lover.” She gave him a moment to absorb this last part.
He looked around at his brother and grinned. “Told you.”
“You don’t have a problem with me screwing your brother while you’re in the next room?”
“Why should I? He’s not better than me. Besides, I need to sleep tonight. I can’t pawn the patients off onto Scott again tomorrow.”
“Am to better than you,” Randy dared.
Jackie smacked his leg. “No you’re not. You’re different, wilder, crazier. The differences which will make it work.” Lenny hugged her and she reached for the remote and turned the television on. “CSI is coming on.”
“I haven’t watched it in a long time, but I heard Sara is returning to the show,”
Randy said.
“Yeah, finally someone to look at again,” Lenny told him.
“Missed her sexy little smile, did you?” Jackie asked as she entwined her fingers with his and laid her head on his shoulder. She drew her legs up and rubbed Randy’s thigh with her toes.
“We’ll leave it at that,” he said, kissing her head.
Randy reached under the robe and caressed, massaged her leg for a while, then moved over her thigh. She tried to concentrate on the show, keep her breathing even, but then he slipped his fingers through her pussy. She bit down on her bottom lip to hold back the groan, but he massaged her anus with the wetness.