All In:Playing the Fool(20)

"Um, no. Why? Is that your after sex snack?"

"No, it's my after seeing Will's eyes snack," I told him. He raised an  eyebrow in question. "Okay, maybe I'm still somewhat high on  endorphins."

"My eyes remind you of  …  sherbet?"

"Uh-huh. Lime sherbet. Mmm."

"Sweetheart, after what we just did, I'd gladly drive to every store in town, just to find you sherbet if that's what you want."

"Aw, you're so sweet."

"And you are so damn gorgeous," he said, quickly kissing my lips then  rolling off the bed. I watched him dress, unable to move a muscle.

"Why are you putting clothes on? Come back to bed."

"I'll be back in like, ten minutes," he said, grabbing his glasses and  putting them back on before pulling his keys from his pocket.

I laughed. "You're not really leaving, are you? I was just joking."

"I'm dressed and I'm going to the store. I need beer anyways. Anything else I can get you?"

"Ah, well, maybe some Sprite? Then I can make a float!" The idea of the  cool lemon lime ice cream sounded incredible after the hot day and even  hotter sex.

Will laughed and nodded. "Got it. Don't go anywhere. Should I restrain  you to make sure you'll be here when I get back?" he teased.

I shook my head and smiled. "Couldn't if I wanted to. My body is exhausted, thanks to you."

"Good. I'll be right back," he replied, and after leaning down for a quick kiss he was gone.

I laid in his comfy bed looking around his room. There was one dresser  with a TV on it, and a closet where he apparently kept his kinky toys.  Ah, a bathroom. I forced my body into action and stumbled my way in that  direction. I needed a shower. No, a bath would be even better, since I  didn't want to get my hair wet. It was so long it was just too much  trouble to try to dry it all.         

     



 

I turned on the faucet in the tub and started letting it fill with warm  water. Not seeing any bubble bath, because Will was, you know, a guy and  all, I grabbed his body wash and poured it in the flowing water. Yum,  it smelled woodsy-clean, like him, when it foamed.

I looked in the mirror over the sink, shocked to see what a mess I was.  Thoroughly fucked, that's how I looked. My hair was a rat's nest, my eye  makeup was running like I'd been crying. Well, yeah, I had been crying  out in ecstasy. I looked down at my wrists that still had red circular  indentions from the restraints. Damn that'd been hot. Every time I  turned around Will was surprising the shit out of me.

I finger combed my hair then tied it into a loose topknot with the  elastic hair tie I always kept on my wrist, before stepping into the  rising water. Oh, and sitting down it was nice and soothing on my sore  thighs and bottom. I was a little tender after being whipped and fucked  back there, but my pussy felt empty and neglected. I moaned when arousal  pooled between my legs at the thought of my unfulfilled fantasy - being  with two guys at the same time, filling me up.

Zack had offered to share me with his teammate, but I'd declined like a  prude. Jake was his big, buff, and incredibly hot wide receiver.  Thinking back, what woman wouldn't want to be sandwiched between two  sexy pro football stars? I'd declined because I thought it meant Zack  didn't give a shit about me if he could share me. I should've realized  he didn't care about me because he kept fucking other women behind my  back and lying about it.

Anyways, I'd turned down his offer because good girls don't screw two  men at the same time, and I'd always regretted it. Now I'd probably  never get the chance. Will didn't seem like the type of guy who liked to  share. But...he'd clearly blown my mind several times, so maybe I was  wrong. Then I couldn't help but wonder, if Will did agree to share me,  who would he share me with? My thoughts instantly went to one man in  particular who I knew was Will's friend, and was also single and  incredibly hot. I was pretty sure he wanted me too, based on this week's  escapades, but for some reason Joe was holding back and not giving in.  Probably because he was Will's friend, and a decent guy that didn't want  to screw around with me behind Will's back.

I turned off the faucet once the tub was full of warm water and laid my  head back to relax. Damn it, now I couldn't stop thinking about being  with Will and Joe. Sandwiched between them or sucking one, while getting  fucked by the other. They'd tie me up and take me every which way, hard  and rough. My naughty thoughts were interrupted when I heard the front  door open and close, signaling Will's return.

"Lacy?" he called out from the bedroom.

"You can come in. I'm just soaking in your tub," I called back.

I heard his approaching footsteps, then gasp. "Damn, you look really good, lying naked in my tub."

I looked up and saw his eyes roaming over my body, even though bubbles covered most parts of me.

"You're distracting me. I meant to come in here and ask you how to fix a float," he said, making me laugh.

"Um, a scoop or two of sherbet then like, this much Sprite," I told him, holding my fingers up to indicate about four inches.

"Got it," he said, then he disappeared. A few minutes later he was back with two glasses, offering me one with a spoon.

"Mm, this looks delicious. Thank you," I told him as I dug into the  melting ice cream goodness. The first spoonful was even better than I'd  imagined. My eyes closed when I moaned in bliss.

"Good?" Will asked with an amused laugh.

"Yes," I replied. I watched him try a bite. He nodded and shrugged like it wasn't bad.

"So, Will," I started. "How do you feel about threesomes?" I asked, and  he started choking on his float. He left the bathroom and returned with a  glass of water he was pouring down his throat.

"I'm sorry. Did you just ask me about threesomes?" he asked, wiping his  mouth with the back of his hand when he could finally speak again.

I nodded and bit my bottom lip before spooning another amazing scoop of float into my mouth.

"Two women?" he asked with a grin, and I shook my head no. "Damn, two  guys," he said, sitting down on the edge of the tub facing me. "Why do  you ask?"

I felt my cheeks flush in embarrassment as I studied my toes propped up on the faucet, and kept shoveling in ice cream.

"You've … done that before?" he asked quietly. I shook my head.

"So, you...want to?"

I nodded and finally looked back over at him. I was pretty sure I saw  something that resembled sadness flicker across his face, then it was  gone just as quickly.

"I'd like to. Just once," I admitted.
         

     



 
Suddenly the image of being with Zack, Joe and Will all at the same time  popped into my mind. Foursome? That was unheard of, right? Although  there were three holes to be filled. Damn, when did I become a slut?  Flirting with Joe all week and getting my freak on with Will was making  me crazy.

"Foursome?" Will exclaimed. Shit, I must have said that out loud.

"I just wondered if there was such a thing."

"Yeah, it's called a porn gangbang," he replied, and I flushed an even brighter red.

"Back to the threesome," I started. "Would you … maybe … partake?"

He cleared his throat and looked away. "Is there another guy in particular, or just anyone will do?"

"Actually I just sort of thought of someone."

"Who?" he asked.

This time I had to look away. "Ah, Joe?"

"Joe!" Will exclaimed, then laughed. He stood up and ran a hand through his hair. "You want Joe?"

"No, I mean … yes, but just once. I don't want him, want him. I really  like you, Will." I just wanted to fuck Joe to see what it was like to  finally have him, oh, and to have two dicks in me at the same time.

"But I'm not enough for you on my own?"

I sat up in the water, making it slosh around me when I heard the hurt  in his voice. "That's not it at all. It's just a fantasy, one that  involves two men. You … God, sex with you is so fucking incredible, Will.  Like, the best I've ever had."

"Really?" he asked with heavy disbelief.

"Yes. Having a threesome wouldn't be about anything more than the  physical act of getting fucked by two guys at the same time. Being  wanted by two men would be a huge turn-on. No feelings, no emotional  attachments. Just a hot, sweaty night of fucking. With you in charge."

He laughed, pacing in the small space and pushing his glasses back into  place. "So I'd tell … Joe how to fuck you, and then watch the two of you … "

I nodded enthusiastically at the mental image. "And you'd be fucking me too. Any way you wanted."

Will's hand moved down to the bulge at the zipper of his jeans. Maybe he was coming around to the idea after all.

"And afterwards?"

I shrugged. "It's over and done. Nothing changes," I responded. But then  the old saying popped into my head. The one about sex changes  everything. Well, it wouldn't with us. I liked Will a lot, and even if I  found Joe attractive, it'd be sex, and nothing more.