All In:Playing the Fool(21)

"I'll think about it," Will finally said. "But right now all I can think  about is fucking you again. Just the two of us." He went over and  grabbed a fluffy towel from the linen closet, then offered it to me.  After I drank the remaining lime liquid from my glass I sat it on the  edge of the tub to stand up, letting the water roll off of me before  stepping out into Will's arms. His mouth came down, urgent and needy on  mine, before he carried me back to his bed and fucked me until we both  passed out just before sunrise.





Chapter Ten




Will



It was late Saturday afternoon, and I'd invited Joe to play a few games  of pool at Shooters. Was I really going to ask him if he wanted to fuck  my girlfriend? Was Lacy even my girlfriend? No, not really, so it  shouldn't be such a big deal to share her, right?

"So how's life without Lacy?" Joe asked after missing his shot. "You  doing okay? I bet you've forgotten all about her by now, right?" I knew  my face was turning red, especially after remembering all the incredible  rounds we'd gone last night and this morning. I became even more  flustered thinking about what I was planning to ask him.

"Will? You have been avoiding her, right? RIGHT? For my career's sake and Jess's if not for your own sorry ass job!" he yelled.

"Calm down!" I told him. He flung his pool stick down on the green felt  table and headed for me with clenched fists like he was going to deck  me. It was a very un-Joe Cool move for the normally laid back guy.

"Calm down? Lacy told me that you two were done! We've been … damn it...I  need this job! Do you know how tough the competition is in big firms?"

"Lacy wants to have a threesome if you're interested," I interrupted. That deflated his anger, just like I knew it would.

His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out.  He finally flopped down on the stool next to me, relaxing his fists.

"You know," he started with a deep exhale. "I'm tired of being a defense  attorney. Criminals are dumbasses," he said, before a big grin  stretched across his face.

I laughed at his immediate change of heart. "Fucking Lacy in a threesome with me is worth your career?" I asked.

"Yes," he said with an enthusiastic nod. "I might need a few beers, or a gallon of rum though."         

     



 

"But you know this wouldn't mean anything else, right? Just one night ..."

"One night!" he exclaimed, jumping up off the stool so fast the wooden  seat teetered on two legs before settling back down. He was also so loud  heads turned our way. "Hell, I thought you meant one time. I am so in.  Call her right now!"

"Hold on a second. You don't … you aren't going to … "

"Try and steal her from you? No. You know who I want, but how could I  possibly turn down a chance at fucking a gorgeous woman like Lacy with  your actual approval, and no strings attached?"

"You do realize I'll be there too, right?" I asked. Something about the  way it had sounded when he said he'd have my "actual approval" rubbed me  the wrong way, but I shrugged it off.

"Keep your hands and other … parts to yourself, I'll do the same, and we'll be fine," Joe said with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"She told me I'd be calling the shots."

"Okay," he said with a shrug. "Your girl, so whatever you say goes.  Hell, I'm in if all I get to do is sit back and watch. Participate? Fuck  yes! My dick's already hard."

I sighed, wondering if I was a fucking fool to even consider doing  something like this. But thinking back to how excited Lacy had been  talking about it last night...hell, I could do this for her. I was  starting to think I'd do anything for her.

I pulled out my phone and texted Lacy, asking if she wanted to come over  tonight. I left off the part about Joe joining us to surprise her. Some  men give their girls flowers to make them happy, I give mine the guy  she wants for a threesome.

"Wait," Joe said after I'd sent the message to her. "What about Jess?"

I looked at him, seriously confused. "I don't think Tyler would ever  consider sharing his wife. He'd probably knock the shit out of you just  for asking."

Joe laughed. "No, that's not what I mean. I mean, she can't afford to lose her job if you and Lacy get caught."

"Dylan offered her a job paying twice as much."

"True," Joe said, nodding in relief.

"He said he could use a corporate attorney too."

"Awesome. So, nothing to worry about. If I get fired at least I can work for him while I try to get on with the DA's office."

"The DA's office? You want to be coworkers with the sassy prosecutor?"

"She'd just be an added benefit to prosecuting criminals for a change.  It happens to also be the fastest track toward becoming a judge."

"Judge Joe Montgomery?" I asked.

"It does have a nice ring to it," he said with a smile.

"I'm sure you'd be a fair and honorable judge. Just one who likes to  have kinky threesomes on the side, right?" I asked, unable to help my  laugh.

My phone beeped in my pocket with a message. Lacy. Pulling it out, I saw  her response, saying she'd be over a little after eight. Less than an  hour until show time.

"One more game before we head back to my place?" I asked Joe.

"You mean … tonight...with Lacy?" he asked, running a hand almost nervously through his hair.

"If you're in."

"Damn right, I'm in. This is going to be awesome. Although it'd be more awesome if you had a pussy instead of a dick."

I couldn't help my laugh. "I was thinking the same exact thing about you."

...

Back at my place, Joe and I did shots of rum while watching TV. We were trying to loosen up while we waited for Lacy.

"Can I make a request for tonight?" Joe asked.

"What's that?" I asked, bracing myself.

"I'd love to lick her pussy," he said.

"Jesus," I laughed in surprise. It was a hell of a wakeup call to what  we were about to do. But thinking it over, it didn't bother me all that  much. "That request can probably be granted. I'm pretty sure Lacy won't  have any objections to it."

Finally at a quarter after eight Lacy arrived. When I opened the  apartment door I thought once again that she was the most gorgeous woman  I'd ever laid eyes on.

"Hey," I said, trying to keep the nervousness of what we were about to  do out of my voice. It was a lot of pressure to not only have sex in  front of another man, but to watch him have sex with the girl I was  crazy about.

"Hey," Lacy echoed, with a smile brighter than the sun. When she walked in she finally noticed Joe sitting on the couch.

"Joe?" she asked. She turned back to me, her unspoken question clear.

"I had to twist his arm, but he's in if you still are," I told her. Her  smile only became brighter, her girlish giddiness making her look even  younger.

"Really? You sure, Joe? This won't make things … awkward for us … you know, at work?" she asked.         

     



 

He shook his head, and the smile he'd had since I asked about joining us  was still in place. "Nope. I've already been considering looking for a  new job anyway."

"Will, are you sure you're alright with doing this?"

"Yep. Want a shot?" I asked her, holding up the glass bottle. "We might be heading a little bit toward drunk."

"Yes, I think I might need a shot," she replied. She took the bottle of  rum from me and swallowed a few swigs before setting it back down on the  table beside the couch. "Okay, I'm ready if you two are."

"Oh yeah," I said, taking a seat on the sofa on the opposite side of Joe. "Strip for us."

"Huh?"

"Strip. Take off your clothes," I told her. "You said I'm in charge, right?"

She nodded and smiled while biting her bottom lip.

"You heard the man. Get naked, woman!" Joe teased.

Lacy's hands went to the hem of her sleeveless navy blue shirt and  lifted it over her head. Just seeing her in a white lacy bra had me  hard. Still seeming a little nervous, her hands went behind her back to  unclasp the constraining material, which thankfully fell to the floor a  second later. Her tits were perfect. The perfect size, shape, and I knew  from experience, perfect taste.

"I can look, right?" Joe interrupted my visual perusal.

I rolled my eyes at his unnecessary question. "Yes, Joe. You can look."

"Good, cause I was already looking," he said, flashing a smile and a wink at Lacy.

She laughed and seemed to relax a little more. Her fingers undid her  jeans and then shimmied them down her hips to the floor, pulling them  off along with her sandals. Her tiny white thong that perfectly matched  her bra came next, then she was standing in front of us, completely, and  beautifully naked.

"Wow, Lacy," Joe muttered, and I concurred. The woman's body was more  gorgeous than even the hottest Playboy centerfold, with a face that  could launch a helluva lot more than a thousand ships.