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The faster I ride him, the more intense the pleasure around my core is, but there’s something holding me back, and I just need a little push from him. “Sean, please,” I beg of him. He immediately starts teasing my clit in a circular motion, and that helps, but I’m not quite there.

Then I feel my husband behind me, and he’s separating the crack of my ass to tease my asshole, and the pleasure explodes from my pussy towards the rest of my body. I scream Sean’s name, and my pulsing pussy squeezes his orgasm from him. I feel his warm jets as he comes inside me. The pleasure is so intense I melt into his arms.

John goes back to his seat, and I hear him mumble something about me liking ass-play.

***

As the days go by, we keep testing the limits of our threesome. Sean showers me with gifts all the time, and it's hard for me not to feel like I'm on my second honeymoon. I'm having so much sex. During the day I read naughty books with menage in them so I can get tips on things we can do together. They prefer watching porn, but that’s not always to my taste. Yes, we fuck like rabbits, but there's something more between us.

I'm in a constant state of arousal, which I'm not sure is good for a person, but who cares? I'm so happy. Most nights, we end up in our bedroom, with me squeezed between these two gorgeous pieces of man candy. I wish I had girlfriends to boast to. But I also know that not everyone will be okay with this type of relationship.

And that's what it feels like—a relationship. We actually do other things besides having sex, but it's hard for me to concentrate. I'm thinking of opening a handmade crafts store in Etsy, and the boys are being very supportive. I have a lot of work to put toward that final goal. I'm not going to stress myself with things right now. But I would like to know where we are going with our little threesome.

How long can this last? I'm already starting to fall for Sean, and I think that love is reciprocated. Is this just an adventure for him? I know we have to talk more about this before things get hot and heavy, but I got carried away with my desire for them both. I know he won't leave. Not completely. I mean, they are setting up their business partnership and want to expand. Can his presence be enough if he decides to end things?

If I could just do a little relationship talk, but I fear it's too soon for that kind of conversation. I could take John aside and get his intake on the whole thing, but I don't want to alienate Sean, either. It is a worrisome thing when your heart is involved like mine is right now.

My head is full of these thoughts when the front door opens, and my boys come in from the office. John comes directly to me and kisses me passionately, and Sean presents me with yet another gift. I can't help but smile and accept it with joy in my heart. He lifts me off my chair, hugs me, and twirls me like he hasn't seen me in days. I could get used to this.

"Why are you guys so early?"

"We were thinking about you, then we were talking about you, and then we just had to come home to you, baby," John says, serving himself a drink from the bar.

"Is that right? Hmmm. Well, before we start talking about what you guys were daydreaming about, I'd like to know how the partnership is going. Are the papers ready to sign? Is everything in order? And more importantly, will you guys have to do a lot of traveling now that you're expanding?"

I sit back down in my chair, waiting to hear what they have to say, but they just look at me like I've said something preposterous.

"What?” I raise my eyebrows. “I'd like to know how often my lovers will leave me to do business travel, so I can plan accordingly."

"You missing us already, baby?" John asks, taking a sip of his drink.

"Maybe." I have the decency to blush. I'm not asking what I really want to know. What is the deal with our relationship? But I don't know if they'll figure it out from my words. "Forget it, it doesn't matter. We'll take it one day at a time."

"Shannon, we're more than glad to be at your beck and call day in and day out. But in the beginning, we will have to do some traveling. Later on, when we've recruited some staff, we can send others and take it easy. There's always a lot of work to do at the start until you can set up all the systems and procedures and start delegating. Can you be patient with us during that time?"

"Of course, Sean. Don't mind me. I'm just being a worrier. I do that often and keep anticipating scenarios that never come to pass. It's one of my bad traits, if you must know."

Sean takes me into his arms and holds me tight. "You? Our queen? Has faults? Impossible!" He then starts placing small kisses all over my face and neck and tickling me. In seconds, he has me laughing and kissing him back, and I'm in heaven once more.

Chapter 6

Shannon

We've been together for a few months now, and it's been a fantastic adventure. The problem is I'm still in limbo. Am I in a relationship with two men, or am I married and temporarily cheating on my husband? How do I even bring up this to my men, and how will they react when I tell them I don't just want us to be in a relationship but to go public with it?

I realize I might be selfish and just thinking of myself and my happiness because something like this could affect how people see John and Sean's characters and decide to go somewhere else with their business.

My men will be home soon, and I can't sit still while waiting for them. I know 'we need to talk' always means trouble, but I don't know how else to start this conversation between us.

I pour myself some wine and sit back in the comfy chair in the living room. It's where I do most of my reading, but right now, I can't settle enough to concentrate on a book. When I hear the keys in the front door, my stomach starts churning with the butterflies going wild inside it. I grab my wine to have something in my hands and just wait.

"Hey baby, we brought dinner," John says, lifting the bags to show me the food. I just nod and keep staring at them. Sean seems to catch my mood and stops near the living room.

"Shannon, is everything ok?" He asks.

I look at him and nod my head. "I was wondering if we could talk."

John comes out of the kitchen and looks at me. "That doesn't sound good. What's wrong, baby?"