Carly
I wake up wrapped in warmth, and it isn’t just the blanket that’s been pulled up. I’m sandwiched between the two men and there’s enough body heat to go around. Kevin and Scott are both still asleep, Kevin on his back next to me with his hand between my thighs, Scott curled behind me, curved around me like a question mark.
I close my eyes again and relish in the warmth and security that comes with having two men next to me. I like this. I can get used to this. It’s what I wanted when I told the men I want to be with them both.
Kevin shifts next to me and I glance at him. He opens his eyes and turns his face to me. He smiles.
“Hey,” he whispers.
“Hey,” I whisper back.
Scott sighs and his hand runs up my thigh. I smile and roll onto my back, Scott moving to make some space for me.
“Well, this is different,” he says, propping himself up on his elbow and looking at us.
I nod. “A good different, though.”
They both agree. I love that we can do this, that we woke up together and no one is jumping down anyone’s throat.
“It’s Friday,” Kevin says.
“We have to get ready for work, soon,” I add.
Scott nods. “Yeah, but we can do this again tonight, and then lounge in bed for as long as we want to, tomorrow.”
I smile. “I like that idea.”
We lie together in silence for a while.
“We have to talk about this,” Kevin says. “We have to lay down some kind of rule about what we do together in public.”
“I agree,” I say.
“The investors still can’t find out about it,” Scott says. “And if this is going to be our standard arrangement we need to be very careful.”
I nod. “At least Emma won’t be here to mess it up, this time.”
“You’re sure?” Scott asks.
I nod again. I’m sure that Emma and I have sorted it all out. We will get to an understanding about our personal lives and what the boundaries are. It was a matter of jealousy but at least now she knows that she can’t try to teach me a lesson without hurting other people.
“So, how are we going to do this?” Kevin asks. “With the three of us, dating. We’re exclusive, right?”
I’m glad he asks. Talking about it all is important to me.
“Yeah,” I say. “I’m not fucking anyone else but the two of you. I’m not available.”
Scott and Kevin both nod. “We feel the same about you,” Scott says for the both of them.
“What do we do about dates?” Kevin asks.
I shrug. “We can do dates just like everyone else. Dinner, movies… except there will be three of us, not two. No one will think it’s weird, it will look like we’re all friends. Assuming we’ll all behave in public.”
I glance at Scott.
“Why are you looking at me?” Scott asks.
“Because you’re more likely to do something in public,” Kevin says, grinning.
“What?” Scott sounds surprised but I laugh.
“It’s true. I don’t need to remind you about the club.”
Scott shrugs. “Yeah, okay. As long as we get to come home and fuck I’m fine.”
He flashes me a cocky smile and I laugh. He said ‘home’. I don’t know what we will do about living arrangements and all that. We’ll figure it out as we go along. For now, the three of us are together, the company is safe, our jobs are secure and that’s all that matters.
“We need to get dressed,” I say.
“I’ve got the shower, first,” Scott says.
“If you two play nice you can share,” I say.
They both pull a face. “The common denominator here is always you, Carly,” Kevin says, looking serious. “The only thing we share is you. I’m not showering with him.”
I laugh. “Okay, but someone is getting a cold shower.”
We laugh and get out of bed. Scott walks to the shower, whistling. Kevin turn to me.
“You’re okay with all of this?” he asks.
I nod, trying not to get distracted by his dick and the fact that it isn’t exactly soft.
“I’m happy,” I say. “I want to be with you, I want to be with him.”
Kevin nods and pulls me closer to him, pressing the line of his body against mine. He’s naked and so am I. He kisses me and I let him push his tongue into my mouth. He grows against my hip, his cock becoming hard. If we fuck now, Scott will be unhappy. We will still figure out who and when and where we are going to fuck.
I break the kiss.
“We’re not doing this right now,” I say.
Kevin pout but he steps away from me, respecting my wishes. I smile at him.
My phone rings before any other remarks can be made. He walks to the living room – butt ass naked – and I watch him go before I turn to my cellphone. It’s Emma.
“Hey, little sis,” I say when I answer.
“Sorry to bother so early,” she says. “I was hoping you’d be up.”
“I’m up,” I say and smile. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, it is,” she says and sighs. “But I want to apologize.”
I sit down on the bed, cradling the phone against my cheek.
“What for?”
“Everything,” she says. “I was thinking about everything you said and I realized how serious it all is. I didn’t know. I’m sorry about that.”
I shake my head even though she can’t see me. It is sweet of her to apologize.
“It’s alright, Em. At least we sorted it out before more harm was done and I know where you are coming from. We talked it out and it’s behind us.”
“Did you hear that I phoned them?” she asks.
“Yeah, I heard. You saved our skins by doing it. Thank you for that.”
“It’s the least I can do. I didn’t make myself known, I thought it might make things worse if they somehow figured out I’m your sister.”
I nod. “That’s great, thank you.”
She hesitates for a moment and I expect her to end the call. We weren’t as close as we used to be and we have less and less to talk about.
“How are you doing?” she asks me.
I smile. “I’m really good, Em.”
“Did you spend time with the boys last night?”
I like that she’s willing to talk about it, that she doesn’t think it is so weird that we can’t mention it at all.
“Yeah, I did,” I say. I don’t need to go into details. If Em wants to know more about my relationship with them I will be happy to tell her, but only unless she asks.
“What are you going to do about them?” she asks.
“What do you mean?”
“Well… you have to choose at some point, right? Do you know what you’re going to do?”
I take a deep breath. I don’t know how she’s going to take the news.
“I’ve already chosen,” I say.
“Who?”
“I chose them both, Em.”
I wait for a reaction. I half-expect an explosion from her, something where she tells me I’m wrong. Instead, she hesitates and then chuckles.
“Only you can pull something like that off,” she says.
I laugh, too. “I don’t know about that. We still have a lot to work out. But I’m happy with the way things are right now.”
“I’m glad,” she says.
“Em?”
“Yeah?”
“Let’s not do this again. I hate it when we fight. We’ve been so distant lately, I hate it.”
“Me too,” she says. “It is a big mess up. I screwed up so much.”
“Let’s just get close again, okay?” I ask.
“We will,” she says. “We already are.”
I smile and we ended off the conversation. It’s good to have my sister back. Everything is okay, now. I have two great guys, I have a wonderful sister, a job that isn’t in danger at a company that will survive.
I can’t ask for anything more.
Life’s perfect.