“Are you and Del sharing a room?”
“Yeah. So what do you have on right now?” he asked playfully.
“You don’t waste time, do you?”
“Not anymore. I have time to make up for. What are you wearing?”
“Well, I have on my robe and my slippers…” Her tone was teasing and he chuckled.
“What’s under that robe?”
“My new nightgown and…that’s all.”
Oh, hell yes!
She’d bought that nightgown the weekend before, and he’d gotten a glimpse of it when she removed the tags but hadn’t seen her in it yet. It was black, with a snug-looking bodice, and he imagined the way it cupped her beautiful breasts. The hemline would probably reach the floor. He’d detected just a hint of sheerness to it and wondered if he’d be able to see her nipples through it. His cock stiffened as he visualized her in it.
Over the phone line he heard a door close. “Hot damn. Where are you right now?”
“I’m stepping out the back door so I can talk with you privately. I’m sharing a room with Maya. She was already in bed when her phone rang so I came out here to give her some privacy, too.”
“Are you cold?”
“No. I grabbed a blanket to wrap up in. Hold on just a second.” He could here rustling sounds and then she returned. “There, that’s better. I’m all wrapped up and settled on this really great, antique aluminum glider they have on the back porch.” She sighed softly, sounding content. “You’re in bed? Is Del there?”
“Yes, and yes.” He glanced at his brother who lay in the bed opposite of him. On the surface, Del looked relaxed, but Clay could feel his tension across the room as they maintained eye contact. Clay wasn’t sure this was a good idea. He was uncertain how Del felt about phone sex with just the two of them in the room.
“Do you miss me?”
Her deeper, sexy tone got his attention, and he replied, “You know we do.”
“Put me on speakerphone and take your clothes off.” Clay set the phone down after turning on the speaker, got off the bed, and started disrobing.
“Lily wants our clothes off.”
In a suggestive tone, Lily said, “If you’re up for phone sex, that is.”
Del suddenly sat up ramrod straight and looked him dead in the eye. Unsure what his reaction meant, Clay said, “Um…Lily? I’m not sure we can—” Clay’s words were cut off by the pillow Del slung in his face as he stripped his blue jeans off at the speed of light. Del turned off the lamp, casting the room in darkness except for the moonlight shining through the window.
Lily giggled seductively, and his cock confirmed that not only could he but he would be having phone sex with his brother nearby. It occurred to Clay that if they were lucky, they’d be getting off around each other on a regular basis in the near future. He’d just pretend she was in the room with him. He heard laughter from the room next door and wondered if any of the other guys were having similar conversations with the women they loved.
“Now, just lie back on your beds, get really comfortable and close your eyes.”
“Damn, but she sounds sexy over the phone,” Del growled as he did as she asked.
“Del, can you hear me all right?”
“Yes, sugar pants. What did you have in mind?”
Lily giggled again, and Clay’s cock jumped as she said, “We’re on a deserted island and I’m desperate.”
Playing along, Clay asked, “Desperate to be rescued?”
“Oh, no. I finally have the two men I want most in the world. I’m desperate for you. I need you…”
Later on, Clay was sure that Lily was a reincarnation of Scheherazade weaving the tales of One Thousand and One Nights as she worked him into a state of desperation before finally delivering the words that took him over the edge, groaning deeply with each pulse of cum erupting from his cock. She succeeded in overcoming any concerns about the two of them jacking off in the bedroom together because he’d nearly forgotten Del was there as he listened to her share her tale of hedonistic, boundless pleasure on a deserted island.
The last tremors of orgasm rippled through his balls, and his legs quivered as he reached for tissues from the bedside table to clean up as Del did the same.
“Still there, guys?”
Del replied, “Yes, baby. Are you getting cold?”
“My toes and fingers are. I’m going inside right now. Feel good?”
Clay replied, “Better than good, Lily. What can we do for you?”
Lily sighed regretfully and whispered, “I can’t. I have a roomie.”
“Tomorrow night it’s your turn,” Clay murmured, hating to leave it like that, but he wanted to take his time just as she had done with them. “Call us when you go to bed.”