“That, too,” she said.
“Well, I can’t make donuts, and hope no one wants rice for breakfast. We can have leftovers or omelets, or toast.”
“Or we can take our lady out for breakfast wherever she wants to go,” Max said.
“I think the lady wants to stay in.”
* * * *
Besides, the two of them had gotten off last night and she hadn’t.
And her phone got soaked.
They owed her.
Max smiled at her over the top of his whipped cream. “Anything else the lady wishes today?”
“Two naked guys taking care of her every whim.”
“I think we can arrange that,” Max said. “On one condition.”
“Maaax,” Sean warned. “Don’t push our luck.”
Max held up a finger to silence him.
“What condition?” she asked.
“You don’t open the computer or check e-mails or the website today. Day off. For us.”
She sipped at her coffee even as she stared at him. Finally, she took a deeper sip, coming up with a whipped cream mustache of her own. “Challenge accepted.”
Max repeated the movement, his whipped cream mustache mirroring theirs. “Thank you, baby.”
Sean laughed. “Ah, we’re a bunch of goobers. That’s what we are.”
Baxter had jumped up on the bed and was now investigating Sean’s temporary lip adornment.
“Well, you’re getting some pussy’s attention,” Max teased.
“Not the right pussy.” Sean leaned his head back and away from Baxter’s reach until Sean got it all licked off.
She took another sip of coffee and set the mug aside. “Sean, go put out some Baxter buzz weed so we can have some feline-free fun, please.”
“On it.” He set his mug on the dresser and headed out. A moment later, they heard him tapping on the plastic catnip container. “Baaaaxterrrrr! Nip time!”
Baxter’s head shot up and he stared at the doorway for a moment before leaping off the bed and running out.
Max set his mug aside and licked the whipped cream off Cali’s upper lip. She reciprocated, and by the time Sean returned, Max was already on top of her, kissing her, working his way down her naked body.
“Oh, goodie!” Sean said. He shed the robe and rounded the bed to climb in on the far side.
Max lifted his head, from where he’d been teasing her left nipple. “We focus completely on her this time around. We owe her from last night. You and I can take care of each other later.”
Sean hesitated for the briefest of moments before nodding. “Gotcha.” Max slid over to suck on her right nipple, while Sean took her left into his mouth.
Bless these two lunkheads, when they got it right, they got it damned right. Hence why she could never stay seriously angry, much less aggravated at them, for very long.
So Cali closed her eyes and lay there, her fingers twining in their hair, enjoying the sweet pull of their mouths on her nipples and the feel of their fingers filling her pussy, playing with her clit, and one of them even getting his finger nice and slick from her juices and then sliding it into her ass.
Max relinquished her nipple and moved his way down her body to her clit, where he started playing with her. He didn’t make her wait or beg, either. The first orgasm, he drove her over the edge hard and fast, keeping her there just to the verge of her safewording before he eased off and started building her up again.
Cali kept her eyes closed, enjoying it, loving them. Yeah, this was worth it.
They were worth it.
Maybe she did work too hard. Part of her felt a little guilty that they had to leave for work every day and couldn’t work from home. Even on the days the men took completely “off” she was always checking the business e-mail, answering questions on FetLife, processing and packing orders for shipment, or doing website maintenance or bookkeeping.
When she wasn’t doing chores around the house.
The men pitched in, but it was her, not them. Why should they have to work all week and do chores when she was already there?
And they worked out in the garage making more product.
Hello, my name is Cali, and I’m a workaholic.
Max built her up to a second orgasm, and it was apparently Sean’s fingers—now two—in her ass. He wasn’t even fucking her with them, just providing more sensation and adding to her pleasure.
Wait…why am I making them wait?
After the third orgasm, she forced her eyes open. “Get a condom and lube and do me right, boys.”
Sean jumped to do it. He headed for the bathroom, washed his hands, and returned with lube and a condom.
Meanwhile, Max had retrieved their Hitachi vibrator and plugged it in. When he lay back on the bed, she climbed on and sighed at the feel of his cock filling her. It only took Sean a few seconds to get his sheathed cock balls-deep inside her ass.
Max smiled up at her as he slid the Hitachi between their bodies. “Thank you, baby.”
“Yeah, you thank me now. Both of you, butt plugs all day. And naked.”
He flicked the switch, turning the vibrator on and immediately sending shock waves through her clit that spiraled through her entire nervous system. Sean pulled her up and back, against his body.
“Anything for you, baby,” he whispered in her ear, nibbling her neck. “You going to spend all day keeping us on edge so you can use us again later?”
“Yeah,” she gasped. Further speech escaped her as another orgasm roared through her body, made even more intense by the fullness in her ass and pussy.
She loved this, taking them together.
Max smiled up at her. “We haven’t been double-teaming you lately. And I don’t mean like this. Maybe today someone needs to start wearing the inflatable dildo again.”
Her heart did that pleasant kind of summersault in her chest that it always did when Max took charge like this. “Okay,” she said, another wave of pleasure sweeping through her.
This was what she wanted. The three of them, easily shifting and flowing into whatever role the other two needed at any given time. Seamlessly.
Without having to worry about anyone else’s needs.
Nothing wrong with her or them.
In fact, everything was absolutely right.
One more climax, and she knew she was done. “Come on, boys. Do your stuff.”
Max shut off the vibrator and set it aside while Sean lowered her down onto Max’s chest and started fucking her ass. The delicious, sexy friction of him rubbing her against Max even triggered one last, small orgasm, which finished Sean off.
“Damn, yeah!” He fell still inside her as Max thrust up into her, soon adding his orgasm to the mix.
As they lay there for a moment, Cali trying to regain her strength, breath, and working mind, the bed suddenly dipped.
“Maow.”
“Ah, man,” Sean said. “We gotta find a better grade of cat weed than that.”
“Told you not to buy the cheaper stuff,” Cali said. “He goes through it like crazy.”
“He’s built up a tolerance,” Max said. “Isn’t that what nip addicts do?”
The three of them burst into laughter.
Sean stroked her back. “Can I just say that, honestly, I realize our life is perfect?”
“Yeah,” she agreed. “It is.”
“Ditto.” Max reached out to stroke Baxter’s head. “And I think we know which pussy really runs our household.”
Baxter loudly purred.
“Showers,” Sean said, kissing the back of her neck before disengaging and climbing out of bed. “And then I’ll dig out the butt plugs.”
“And the inflatable dildo,” Cali added, tossing Max a wink.
Max chuckled. “That’s our good girl.”
THE END
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