Everyone in this story is probably over 30, but a gentleman never asks a lady her age.

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Waking up felt like a mistake.

As dull ache and blurry haze resolved into sharp pain and sights of a cheap motel room, Josh considered slipping back down into sleep. The sound of gentle rain explained the drab light that struggled through the lone window's heavy curtain. He had a vague awareness of someone else there. He hoped they were friendly.

"Um, hi. Where am I?" he softly rasped. He feared anything louder might cause his head to split open.

"Hey, g'mornin' tiger," came the unexpectedly sweet reply. "We were wondering when you were going to join us. How're you feeling?" Waves of chestnut hair framed her face as she bent down to hand him a glass of water. Her small smile couldn't hide the concern in her eyes.

She looked familiar somehow. Pretty, too. "Hungover. Kinda confused. Um, and my jaw is pretty sore." He sat up gently, still assessing the damage. His shock of unruly brown hair came into view, along with the shiner decorating his left eye. He gratefully took the water and downed it. "And my hand... shit, I punched someone, didn't I?" He shook his neatly bandaged hand as if he could shake away the dull throbbing.

"You really don't remember, huh? Let me fill in some gaps." The pretty, somewhat familiar woman sat next to him. "At the bar last night some assholes were harassing me. It turned ugly, and..."

Josh's casual brown eyes flew open wide, worried. "And one of those fuckers shoved you; damn near knocked you down. Fuck, are you okay? I remember someone was getting you away from them."

She spoke softly, "Um. Yeah. You'd think he'd never lost money shooting pool before. I was livid, but I'm not hurt or anything."

"Anyone paying attention could see you were gonna clean them out."

"Hey, I won fair and square! Not my fault they can't shoot." Her righteous indignation quickly cooled. "So, you were paying attention?"

"Of course. You put on quite a show." The way her tight jeans hugged her hips was as much of the show as the way she handled a cue. "I'm glad you're okay, you shark." He tried a playful grin, but winced in pain instead. "Anyway, when the fireworks started, I guess I charged in and started swinging. Then I lose track again."

"Yeah, you laid that fucker out and started on another guy. Then you took a stick upside the head. Cowards." She gently brushed her fingers near the bump on his head; her warm, brown eyes full of sympathy. "You were out of it. They were gonna kick the shit out of you, but a bunch of us grabbed bottles and sticks and whatever we could. I guess they'd had enough, so they split."

So, that headache wasn't just too much whiskey. Reflexively, he rubbed the back of his head. "Holy shit. I'm not a fighter. Not much of a lover either, really." He smiled sheepishly. "Pretty lucky you all came to my defense. That coulda been bad." It kinda hurt to smile. He did it anyway.

"When you took out the first guy, you were yelling at them." She mimicked his voice and put her fists up. "Something about bullying someone weaker and how you were sick of thugs and assholes. You were on a roll. I think maybe that fired everyone else up."

"Behold the drunk moralist." He spread his arms wide.

She raised an eyebrow. "You don't believe all that?"

" 'Course I do. Just sounds preachy here in the daylight."

"Well, it was fucking fire and brimstone last night," she grinned. "You kinda came to your senses after the bastards left. We got you to your feet and out to my car before the cops showed up. We weren't sure where to go and you were in no shape to do much of anything. This place was close and cleanish, so we got a room and helped you stagger in."

"Damn, that's two I owe you." He peeked under the sheets. "I kinda really need to take a leak, but I seem to be completely naked under here." He looked at her quizzically.

"You were a bloody mess. We got you undressed and cleaned you up as much as we could." She patted his thigh through the covers.

"There was blood on my underwear?"

"Well, no. Once your pants came off, you took those off yourself. Just automatic, I guess." Her face flushed a little.

Self-consciously, his fingers riffled through his untamed mop. "Soooo, you've seen it all, huh?"

She broke into a broad smile. "Uh-huh!" Her enthusiasm was kinda funny and kinda flattering.

"Welp, no point in modesty now." He threw back the covers, rolled to sit on the edge of the bed next to his mystery friend, then gingerly stood.

Tallish and lean-muscled, he was still in pretty good shape for the shape he was in. Slowly he stretched, pulling himself up to his full height.

He stood looking over the bruises and scrapes from the night before, trying to ignore his raging morning wood. His right knee didn't quite want to support his weight.

She stood up next to him. "Let me help." He limped to the bathroom with one hand on the wall, the other around her shoulder. Despite his ragged condition, he moved as though unbothered by his injuries and these... unexpected circumstances.

His limp made his dick bop up and down as they went. She stole a few quick glances at it along the way.

He smiled to himself, seeing her watch him as they walked.

She called through the door as it closed behind him. "I got out as much blood as I could in the sink. They might not be quite dry."

Sounds of relief came from the bathroom. "By the way, what's your name?"

"Drawing a blank there too? I'm Amanda."

"Nice to meet you again, Amanda. I'm Josh, but you probably knew that. You say 'we' helped. Is someone else around? Friends of yours?"

"Kayla. Never met her before last night. We just kinda knew what needed to be done, so we started working together."

"Seems like you make a great team." Sounds of bare feet padding on tile, then, "Shit, look at my eye. God, I reek. What a mess."

A knock came from the room door.

The woman Amanda let in from the drizzle was shorter and leaner than her, with dark hair cropped into a cute pixie cut. She carried a wonderful smelling bag of food and a tray of coffees.

"Breakfast is here!" announced the new arrival. Then, lower, "So, how is he?"

"Hey, Josh. You want breakfast first or shower?" called Amanda. "Pretty fine, I think. Good. I mean pretty good," she grinned. "Thanks for running out. Cappuccino! Fuck, you are the best."

"Oh damn, I am starving. Just a sec." He stepped out of the bathroom wearing his still damp pants as they laid out a fast food breakfast fit for a king. Or at least a very hungry knight.

"Hi, I'm Kayla." She smiled at him and gave a little wave before taking a big bite of her ham and egg biscuit.

"Great to meet you, Kayla. I hear I owe you two a lot. Coffee and breakfast now, too. I'm losing count." He sat down at the room's little table with his benefactors.

The three of them chatted about last night's disaster over the deliciously greasy breakfast. Josh downed some pain relievers they'd picked up.

"You're an idiot, you know," Amanda offered. "I've dealt with assholes before. You didn't need to charge in like that."

"I couldn't just stand around and let that happen! Also, drunk courage." Josh shrugged.

"Well, you're a sweet idiot at least. Next time, don't let one get behind you."

"I'll do my best," Josh grinned.

"Well after that mess, gonna hole up in my studio for a month." Kayla's voice was languid smoke. "I've been working my ass off on my next exhibition. I just wanted a night to blow off some steam, ya know?" She sighed and looked over to Josh. "Cabinetmaker, right? That's your company on the truck?"

"Yeah, I have my own shop. You saw my truck?" He raised an eyebrow.

"We got it last night. Wasn't tough to figure out which one went with that old ass key. I had to scooch the seat way up to drive it."

Kayla was like six inches shorter than him, trim and athletic. She must have looked cute as hell driving a '65 F-150.

Amanda glanced at her over her coffee. "Shoulda seen her. She looked cute as hell driving your truck."

A broad smile lit up his face. "Is that right? Huh. So Amanda, what do you do, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Accountant. Started my own firm a while back. Partners take care of a lot of things now, but it's still a grind. I needed a break, so I told everyone I was going out of town for a couple of days and to handle things until I got back." She rolled her eyes and sighed.

Now that his head was a little clearer, and was pretty sure he wasn't about to have his kidneys stolen, he took a moment to check them out a little. Besides they'd already seen everything, right?

All curves and softness, Amanda stood a couple three inches shorter than him in her stocking feet. The slouchy sweatshirt she'd changed into couldn't hide her considerable bust. Her broad, friendly smile and mischievous brown eyes made her appear warm and approachable. Her bouncy, wavy shoulder-length brown hair never seemed out of place, even when it was out of place. Like now, when a stray curl was falling across her face. Even her voice was soft and warm.

Kayla was what he'd call a firecracker, with thoughtful blue eyes that seemed to take in the whole world. Wearing a button-down top and a skirt that went about three-quarters down her toned thighs, with knee-high white stockings. Fuck, he loved stockings. And, a hearty appetite as it turned out.

"You were real sweet last night. Thanked us for helping you and apologized for being a mess. Even drunk and battered you were trying to be a gentleman." Amanda took a sip of her cappuccino, then slowly licked the foam off her lips.

"Ugh, what a boy scout." He rolled his eyes.

"We were a little worried when you crashed on the bed. You were real still. Then you started snoring, so we were pretty sure you were okay." Kayla chuckled a little and patted his thigh.

"Wait, did you both stay here all night?" He hadn't thought about their night yet. Typical guy.

"We were worn out, so we all kinda curled up together and dozed." Amanda nodded toward the king-sized bed that dominated the little room.

'Sorry I missed that,' he thought to himself and made damn sure not to say out loud.

"Yeah it was cozy, all of us snuggled in together." Kayla smiled sweetly at him. "Anyway, you guys up to anything today?" Somehow, she smiled even more sweetly.

Frantically, Josh tried to think of something to suggest they do together. Any good bands playing tonight? A club where they could dance? Anything. Maybe he could buy some time.

"First thing is to get in the shower. I'm surprised you haven't already thrown me in there over the stench." He pushed away from the table and made to stand.

"Actually, that's a great idea. Amanda, what d'ya think?" Kayla stood and started unbuttoning her top.

"Yeah, a shower sounds fantastic right now." She pulled off her sweatshirt and tossed it aside. Soft curls fell over her face before she shook them back into place.

Part of Josh had worked out where this was headed quite a while ago. Another, stronger, more practical part refused to believe he could be so amazingly lucky. He pushed the first part down and tried to ignore it. Acknowledging it might break the spell.

"Oh, um, you two want to get in there first? Sure, I'll just clean up out here a bit. You go ahead."

He couldn't be this dense, could he? Amanda chuckled. "No, hon. We're gonna join you! You shouldn't be in there all alone. You took a nasty hit on the head." She popped the button of her jeans and unzipped. Her full tits threatened to break free of her heroic bra as she squirmed and wiggled out of them. She hucked them carelessly over her shoulder and shot Josh a smile. "We should be in there with you." With a couple of quick motions she pulled off her bra, then panties. They both went onto the heap with the rest of her things. The silly grin she was wearing made him laugh out loud.

"Yeah! You're right. Who knows what might happen." Take that, more practical part.

Kayla had already laid her top neatly over the back of a chair and stepped out of her skirt. Josh watched her take off her bra, revealing sweet, taut tits. Playing to her audience, she sat and pulled off each stocking slowly. Then she stood, turned her back to him, and pulled her tiny, lacy panties down, bending over much further than necessary. Turning to face him again, "We were talking last night, after getting you into bed. Maybe you'd like to spend a little time with us today? Unless, you know, you have stuff to get to on this gray, rainy Saturday." She twirled her panties on her finger.

"Maybe it's just kinda fate. We're both free. You seem like a good guy and circumstances have us together in this little room." Amanda's fingertips brushed the nape of his neck.

"Hell, I didn't do any of that stuff to get laid." 'Fuck, I hope this spell doesn't break,' he thought. "I don't have any protection." He stood, holding the back of his chair for support.

"Yeah you do. We needed supplies to patch you up anyway." Kayla gestured to a bag on the room's dresser. "As gallant as you were, this isn't about thanking you or anything. You seem like a fun guy to spend the morning with, and we both have time right now. Neither of us were in that dive for their great martinis."

"Hey, it's okay. We don't know your whole deal. Maybe you're with someone. We don't want to talk you into anything you'd regr-mmph."

His kiss cut Amanda off mid-sentence. Her lips were soft, warm, accepting. As he broke the kiss, he looked into her eyes and smiled. "Yeah, I'd like to hang out with you two today." Somewhat unsteadily, he pulled back up to his full height. "Well ladies, shall we?" He offered each an elbow.

With trim Kayla on his left and curvaceous Amanda on his right, they limped their way to the shower. Quick fingers made short work of Josh's pants, which came off as they walked.

The shower was a somewhat tight fit for the three of them, which was perfect. In no time, all three were wet, sudsy, and rubbing against each other; kissing, laughing, playing, and occasionally scrubbing. Josh did his best to ensure that Amanda's big, full tits were as absolutely squeaky clean as Kayla's small, pert ones.

Josh's bruises and scrapes were carefully tended to. And also his cock. His injuries and his cock were joyfully washed, rinsed, and washed again.

The trio spilled into the room as they toweled each other off. Amanda snapped her towel and caught Josh square on the ass, extracting a yelp of pain and surprise. She fluttered her eyelashes at him, comically innocent and demure. With a laugh, he swept her up and heaved her onto the bed. Arms and legs flailing, she bounced helplessly before regaining her composure.

Kayla laughed at her awkward landing, which he took as an obvious opening to grab and toss her onto the bed as well, squealing with laughter as she landed.

Standing at the foot of the bed, hands on hips, observing the chaos he'd created, he was rather pleased with himself. Until the two of them pounced. Taking him by surprise, each grabbed an arm and pulled him down with them.

Heaped in a pile among the pillows and covers, they laughed like they'd known each other forever.

Kayla settled in on his left, stretching luxuriously. The toned muscles of her legs flexed, toes spread and pointed down, reaching out to the edge of the bed. Then she snuggled in close, her forehead on his ribs, tracing a single finger around his navel.

Amanda, on his right, reclined on an elbow and gently brushed the damp hair off his forehead, away from his pretty eyes. Her fingers caressed his cheek and down his jaw. The side that hadn't taken a bar brawl right hook. Her soft leg slid over his, slowly rubbing.

Josh gently ran his fingers across Kayla's back as he took a breath and let out a sigh.

"Um, I've never done anything like this before. In the shape I'm in, I'm not sure I could make one of you happy, let alone both." Then an obvious-to-anyone-else thought occurred to him. "Unless the two of you ar-"

"I like dick." Amanda interjected matter-of-factly, with a shrug.

Kayla chuckled a little, looking up at them. "Well, I'm more flexible. Right now I'm more into what you've got. Not that you aren't smoking hot, 'Manda. Under different circumstances..." Her voice trailed off as she drank in Amanda's curves.

Slightly taken back, she raised an eyebrow at her admirer. Turning back to Josh, Amanda purred into his ear. "Anyway, don't worry about it, tiger. We have all. day. Why don't you lie back and relax for now?"

'Lie back and relax' wasn't exactly his usual thing in bed. Girl on top was fun, but this was different. Besides, laying between these two goddesses he was about as unrelaxed as he'd ever been. His whole body was a wound spring.

In the sudden quiet between them, they were surrounded by the sound of rain picking up, driving harder.

Amanda took a slow, deep breath, as though getting ready to dive into the deep end of the pool.

Seemingly unfazed by any of this, Kayla flashed him a grin before squirming around to attack his chest with her mouth.

Amanda's fingertips brushed his chest while she looked down at him. Her gaze lingered on his handsome, bruised face, then followed down his toned, lean body. Almost unconsciously, she stole a brief glance at Kayla's. Brushing hair behind her ear, she bent to gently kiss down his chest, finally kissing and playfully flicking his nipple with her tongue.

Opposite her, Kayla ran her hand inside his thigh while kissing down his tight abs. Gleefully making a meal of him, she nipped and kissed, leaving tiny islands of wetness on his skin.

Josh let out a small gasp. All of these hands and mouths roaming all over his body was new and wild.

Kayla sat up a bit and looked at him. "You the kinda guy that needs to waste one first?"

"Um, well..."

"That's a yes," her grin was wide and devilish. "S'okay, it's just kinda easier if we know. We'll take care of you." Her hand rapidly slid up his thigh. Her fingers brushed his boys.

Amanda kissed her way down his chest and tummy. The two looked at each other as Kayla grasped the base of his hard cock. With knowing smirks, they both licked up and down his shaft. Josh squirmed beneath them.

In his haze, he reached out to find them and landed on Amanda's leg. She took his hand, guiding it inside her thigh, up and against her lips. Blindly, he softly stroked her. Kayla seemed out of reach, so he held onto her shoulder.

Clearly, they were going to make quick work of this. Kayla licked the base of his shaft and balls, while Amanda enveloped his cock with her mouth. Josh's mind exploded.

Her soft mouth and tongue were unrelenting. She licked and sucked the head of his aching cock, while Kayla licked and fondled everywhere else.

Josh was completely lost. He reached down and grabbed fistfuls of sheets as he writhed beneath them.

"Fuck. I'm gonna cum. Fuck. Fuck," Josh growled. Even in the bliss from all the tongues and lips and hands all over his cock, he still knew it was the polite thing to do.

Amanda never wavered. She continued sloppily sucking him while Kayla played below.

Josh let out a howl through gritted teeth as he unloaded into Amanda's hungry mouth. She happily swallowed it all, while continuing to suck and lick his pulsing shaft. Kayla pulled back a bit to watch her coax out every last spasm and gasp.

"Fuck, you're good at that, 'Manda. Right, sweetie?"

"Uh huh," Josh agreed weakly.

Amanda wiped her mouth and grinned. "Been a while. Still got it, I guess."

"Uh huh," Josh agreed weakly.

"I think you broke him." Kayla nodded toward Josh, who was muttering softly to himself.

"Yeah, he's gonna need a minute." Amanda got up and grabbed a water from the tiny mini fridge. She took a big drink, then offered it to Kayla. She pulled out the box of condoms, tossing them onto the bed. "Probably gonna need these in a bit."

Kayla sat up and tore it open. She tossed a few onto each nightstand, a few on the bed, then threw the box back on the dresser. "Might be enough, huh?"

"We should all be so lucky," Amanda deadpanned. "Hey tiger, how you doing over there?" She looked at Josh's sprawled form with amusement.

"Rallying, I think." He propped up on his elbows. "A water would be good, though."

Amanda threw over a bottle, which Josh caught easily. He gratefully chugged.

"Yeah, you seem to be recovering." Kayla stretched out, laid against his left hip, and nuzzled into his side. "Ready to play?"

"No idea. Let's find out." He idly ran his fingers through her short-cropped hair, wondering what the hell would happen next.

Amanda crawled back on the bed and grabbed a condom. "Okay big fella, this is important. Listen up." Suddenly her demeanor was serious, focused. "We're gonna put this condom on your cock. Got it?" She pointed to the relevant bits for emphasis.

"Sure. No problem."

"Then we're gonna ride your dick like we stole it, okay?"

"Fuck yeah you are."

"But here's the important part: You are not going to take it off. Understood? And if you feel it slipping, you gotta stop us so we can fix it. For either of us, right, Kay?"

"Yeah, she's right, babe. No bareback. Sorry."

"Okay yeah, I got it."

"We stared down a bar full of drunk idiots last night. If you fuck this up, I'll go home with your dick in my purse." Amanda was terrifying like this. Hot, but kinda terrifying.

"Okay, okay. Loud and clear." Josh raised his hands in surrender. He hoped that bit about his dick was a metaphor.

Amanda softened again and smiled. "Aw, you're so sweet." She leaned down, nuzzled and kissed his chest, and softly bit him. "So, like, how sore are you? How's your poor face? Is your knee okay?"

His jaw hurt like hell and he didn't trust his knee at all. "I'm okay. Just might move a bit slower." He hoped his smile was casual, instead of slightly pained and worried.

"So," Kayla straddled his waist, "if I," she bent down and kissed him, "do this," she crawled up, now across his chest, "very gently," her muff now directly over his face, "will you," she lowered herself down, "be okay?"

He grabbed her hips and looked up, his vision filled with her. Her dark, neatly trimmed bush, her outie navel, small, dark nipples jutting from her perky tits. And an expectant grin a mile wide. Perhaps slightly impatiently, she twirled fingers through his hair, pulling gently. Playfully suggesting what his next move should be. As though there was any doubt. Her mingled scents of soap and sex were intoxicating.

He pulled her down to him, forcefully pressing his mouth against her soft lips. He ignored the ache in his jaw and hungrily licked her. Spreading her with his tongue, he probed her wetness. Fuck, she was delicious.

She held the headboard to steady herself, enjoying his tongue, while her free hand continued to grab and play with his hair.

Amanda allowed her hand to slightly brush across Kayla's hip as she bent to explore his body with her mouth and fingers. Kissing and nipping, sucking and pinching, she played with his body. Teasing it. Lavishing it with sensation. She gently caressed his cock, running a lone fingertip along its length. It jumped and twitched at her touch.

Josh would have happily eaten her pussy all day, but soon she lifted up and away from him.

"Mmmm, that's a nice warm-up." Kayla gently touched his nose, then knelt next to him. "What should we do next?"

"I dunno, I'm pretty worn out. Maybe we should call it a day?" Josh teased.

"Oh god, shut up, you idiot." And like a flash, Amanda's grinning mouth was on his, still wet with Kayla.

Even kissing hurt a little. Real kissing, with heat and passion and tongues. He'd never admit it in a thousand years. The drugs and adrenaline helped.

He could feel hands exploring down his body and Kayla's mouth on his chest. Amanda was kneeling beside him, her tits pressed against him, her mouth pressed against his. The brush of fingertips down, down further. Finding him. Touching him. Stroking him. He didn't know which one. Maybe it was both of them.

He heard the wrapper, then felt the cool sheath rolled down his hard shaft. Kisses and nuzzles against its base. Then Kayla straddled him again.

"Sweetie, you gonna be okay like this? Does it hurt?" she almost whispered it.

Amanda didn't seem willing to let him up for air so he could answer. He reached with the hand she didn't have pinned to the bed and caressed Kayla's hip. He was pretty sure that was her hip.

She chuckled. "Babe, you're gonna need to let the poor boy breathe." Without waiting for a reply from either, she guided his cock into her. Slowly. Inch by precious inch. The feeling of being slowly filled by him was delicious.

She ground down onto his pelvis, closed her eyes, and paused to enjoy the feeling of him deep inside her. She let out a ragged sigh.

Amanda's lips roamed from his mouth, gently down his bruised and stubbled jaw, and breathed into his ear. "I bet she feels so good. Can't wait to ride you too," then continued kissing down his neck.

Slowly, she detached herself from him and sat up to kneeling, idly brushing her fingertips across his chest. She spread herself, guiding his hand between her legs, imploring him to explore with his fingers.

Kayla leaned forward and put her hands on his chest, bracing herself; her breathing slow, deep. She rocked on top of him. Insistent. Hyper-focused on the two of them together, blocking out the world. She needed this. Needed him, now, in this moment. Needed to reset herself. Clean the slate.

Gradually, her pace quickened. Rocking turned into grinding. Hard and forceful against him. Building.

Barely realizing it, Amanda's own fingers roamed down her body, down between her legs, finding herself. Touching herself softly.

Sore right hand gently caressing Amanda's pussy, left hand firmly on Kayla's hip, Josh steadied her as much as he could while her lithe body rode him.

"Fu... fuck," came the soft whisper before a shuddering gasp. Focused on her own pleasure. Lost in the moment. A fire building to consume her.

Josh gently pulled his hand away from Amanda, wet and slick with her. He tasted her on his fingers before grabbing Kayla's hips tightly with both hands. Supporting her. Rocking to the rhythm of her grinding. Fingertips pressed into her soft flesh.

She straightened up and ground harder, throwing her head back, eyes closed, softly gasping.

Amanda, unable to stop herself, mesmerized by her abandon, crawled behind her, knelt between Josh's thighs and wrapped herself around her. Her tits pressed against Kayla's back, mouth pressed against her neck. One hand brushing a hard nipple. One hand sliding down her sweating, tense body. Down, fingertips brushing trimmed bush. Down, sliding fingers between her legs. Between her lips. Between her and him.

Kayla adjusted to grind directly against Amanda's fingers, now gently rocking between pelvis and clit. Now so close. Now on the edge.

Fire ripped through her body when it came. Her skin ignited. She swore and growled and twitched. She grabbed Amanda's wrist with one hand and Josh's with the other, silently imploring them to stay. To keep this world exactly as it was. Don't go. Not yet.

They both held her tight. Very slightly rocking with her. Giving her whatever energy they could. Embracing her as her climax seethed.

After a few moments her eyes fluttered open. She stopped grinding, smiled at Josh, and took a deep breath. "We gotta save some for 'Manda, yeah?" she said softly. She kissed his nose, pulled herself off him, curled up on his left, and nuzzled, sighing contentedly.

Amanda rolled to his right and crashed next to him. "Holy... " she started.

"...Fuck," Josh finished.

"Thought you liked dick, 'Manda?" Kayla smiled, face still buried in his side.

"I... couldn't stop myself. The way you rode him was nuclear. The only other three-way I was in was with two guys. That one was super fun, but damn. Fuck, I'm so amped right now. How you doing, tiger?"

Both women looked down to see his cock was still hard and suited up.

"Damn, you're still ready to go." Amanda's voice was dripping with thirst.

"Getting the first one out of the way helps a lot. A little cool-down and a beer wouldn't hurt, though."

"Let me." Kayla peeled herself off his warm, cozy body, bounced out of bed, and grabbed a beer. She cracked it open and took a big drink before handing it to him. "A little clean-up too, I think. Don't move."

She pulled the condom off him and wiped up with a towel. "You have a great dick, you know. The size is nice, but it's just... pretty. Like it could be a model for great art. Or a great vibrator."

Josh laughed as he handed the beer to Amanda. "That might be the hottest and weirdest thing anyone has ever said about my cock."

Amanda tried, unsuccessfully, to keep the craving out of her voice. "She's right, though. It's a damned nice dick. How you feeling? Wanna give this a try?"

"We are way into uncharted territory here. I have no idea how long I'll last right now. But I'll use every trick I know. I wanna watch you cum. Hard."

"Horny as I am, I don't think it's gonna take much." She grabbed a condom from the bed and tore it open with her teeth. "Let's fuckin' go, tiger." She grabbed his cock like it might escape, rolled the condom on, and straddled his hips.

His cock easily entered her, as though her pussy itself was hungry for it. "Yes. Fuck. Fuck." Until watching the two of them, she hadn't realized how starved she'd been. Now she was voracious. Without hesitation, she leaned forward and started riding. Long, deep, hard strokes. No build-up, no grinding. Pumping. Feeling him buried to the hilt, over and over.

Josh grabbed her waist and moved to her rhythm. Fuck, she looked incredible. Stray curls fell across her face as she gasped. Her beautiful tits swayed and bounced.

"Fuck yeah, my turn for a show," Kayla grinned.

Amanda looked her in the eye. "Come. Here," she gasped between thrusts. She looked down at Josh and gave him a little smile. "You. Feel. Amazing."

Kayla knelt next to her and brushed fingertips down her back.

Amanda straightened up, leaned over, and kissed her. Slowly, somewhat unsure. Then she rested her forehead against hers. "Fingers. Please," she pleaded.

With obvious glee, Kayla gave her what she wanted so badly. Sliding her hand inside her thigh, she found her soft lips, wet and slick and parted by his shaft. She found her clit and started rubbing. Firmly. Matching her thrusts.

"Faster."

Kayla pressed her free hand against the small of Amanda's back, then stroked her harder and faster, pulling her wetness up to make her slicker.

"So. Close." She shuddered slightly. "Don't stop." She could feel the wave. Building. Right at the edge.

Josh focused on keeping the rhythm just right. Doing his best to read exactly what she wanted, what she needed from him.

Then the wave crashed over her. "Oh fuck yes fu-fuck." Her legs spasmed. She dug her nails into his side. "Don't stop please please."

Josh's hands slid down to her hips, holding her tight, guiding her thrusts.

Kayla wrapped her free hand around her in a hug, while the other continued stroking her.

After a few moments Amanda stopped, leaned down, and kissed Josh's cheek. "Th-thank you." Breathing heavily, she collapsed on top of him, his cock still inside her.

Kayla retrieved her hand. "Fuck, you two are so hot together." She licked her fingers clean.

Amanda's chestnut waves spilled across Josh's shoulder. He kissed her head as he held her. "I cannot believe you two. Holy fuck you're amazing."

"Speaking of amazing..." Kayla looked down at his still obviously hard cock still inside Amanda. "You need taking care of, huh?"

"You would not believe the mind tricks I've been using."

"Sweetie, you're the best. 'Manda, you wanna finish him, or should I?"

Slightly unsteadily, Amanda pushed herself back up, still straddling his hips. "I'll handle this. Tiger, if you want anything; faster, harder, whatever; just say." She started riding his cock again. "I'll fuck you however you want. How's this, big guy?" She gave him a big, wicked grin.

Kayla reached behind them to stroke his balls and scrotum. "You like this, sweetie?"

"Oh fuck yes. 'Manda, faster. Ride faster."

Amanda picked up her pace, while Kayla continued to fondle him.

Riding hard while looking him right in the eye, she leaned forward. "You feel so fuckin' good inside me. That's right. Fuck my pussy." She was loving every second of getting him off.

He grabbed her hips again, this time to bury himself as far as he could. He growled and gasped as he unloaded inside her.

"Fuck yeah, tiger. I'mma keep going 'til you tell me to stop. Maybe after that, too." Her pace slowed, but was still steady, insistent.

"Holy fuck." Hyper-sensitive now, his whole body aching from brawling and fucking, part of him still wanted to keep going. But he was spent. Utterly wrung-out. "Don't wanna, but I gotta stop."

Amanda stopped, smiled down, then bent to kiss him. "You really are fun as hell." She rolled off, collapsing next to him.

Kayla pulled off the condom, letting his cum spill out. She licked him clean. Spunk, pussy, sweat, all of it.

She looked up to see them watching her. "What? Don't wanna waste it..."

"I don't know about you guys, but I could use a lil power nap." Amanda curled around Josh, digging in.

"A nap, then pizza. Sounds great." Kayla stretched out and dug in next to them.

Josh was already gently snoring.

♥ ♥ ♡

Regaining consciousness once more, Josh was sure it had all been a dream.

"Yeah, Room 16 please. Thanks!" In his dream he heard 'Amanda' ordering pizza.

It had been a great dream. An all-timer.

"It stirs," dream 'Kayla' joked.

I guess I have to face the real world now, he dream-thought.

He stretched and blinked his eyes open. He appeared to be in a motel room with two amazing women. They seemed to be the ones from his dream.

"Hey tiger! Hungry? Pizza's on the way." Amanda smiled at him. "Wanna beer?"

"So, you two are..."

'Actually real?' were the words he managed to cut off before they escaped his mouth. Reality was finally catching up to his sleepy brain.

"Are what, hon?"

"Um, already awake. You two are already awake. Sorry. How long have I been out?" Not a great save.

"We've only been up for a bit. Hey, you know Kayla's an artist, right?"

"I'm sketching Amanda. I'd love to sketch you too, if that's okay." Working in a large sketchbook, she penciled her in soft lines and gentle curves. She had pulled on Amanda's sweatshirt. It completely engulfed her.

"Oh yeah, go right ahead. Do I need to stay still or anything?"

"No, moving around a little helps, actually." She looked over her work at him. "I can see how your muscles move and change, and how the light hits you differently. Light here is terrible, but I've worked with worse." She went back to sketching.

"Then I'm gonna move around a little and get that beer." Tentatively, he stood and stretched. "Huh, knee feels a little better." He tested it out. "Like, maybe half a limp now. The amazing sex must have helped."

He half-limped over to Amanda, pulled her close and kissed her forehead. She hadn't bothered to put on anything at all.

"Don't move," Kayla commanded.

"My body pressed against a hot, naked woman? Yeah, I'm okay with that."

"Okay, you can move now."

Amanda handed Josh a cold one.

Curiosity got the better of him. "Sooo, Amanda. What about your other threesome? Sounded like a story there."

"Oh, that." She broke into a warm smile. "It was a guy I was dating in college and a buddy of his I kinda liked. We got a little drunk and one thing led to another. It was... damn, I haven't thought about that in a while. It was wild. Just relentless. In the best way, I mean. They both had me over and over again." Her eyes went a little unfocused. "One would take me from behind while I went down on the other, then they'd switch around or put me on my back or my knees. Sometimes I lost track of which one was where." She took a deep, slow breath. "Shit, I'm getting all worked up again."

"Damn. Sounds hot as hell."

"Hot. Exhausting. I was sore the whole next day. Worth it."

"Time for a break." Kayla closed the sketchbook, and carefully set it aside. She stood and stretched. The giant sweatshirt went down to her hips, revealing she was still bare from the waist down. "I've been so blocked lately. Feels good to get out and change things up. Sometimes I gotta get outta my own head." She flopped down on the bed, legs dangling over the edge. "Like seeing a pretty sunset, or people watching somewhere. Even the ruins of the old factory are fascinating and beautiful in a way. Sometimes it's going to a shitty bar and dancing and drinking and finding a hook-up. Even bad sex can break me out of it."

"Hmph. We'll have to try harder next time," Josh teased.

"Babe, that was fantastic. I'm getting stuff down now as fast as I can. My brain's on fire."

There was a firm knock on the door. "Pizza."

Amanda flashed the others a mischievous grin as she casually walked over and answered the door.

"Thanks, hon. Sorry, they're shooting the pizza delivery porn two doors down. Maybe next time." She took the pizza and turned to walk away.

Josh saw the poor delivery guy's mouth hanging open as she pushed the door closed with her foot.

"I have always wanted to do that," she said excitedly.

"It had the effect you intended."

" 'Course it did. Look at us."

They each wolfed down a slice, chatting, laughing. It tasted like cardboard, but they weren't here for the cuisine.

Kayla grabbed her sketchbook again. "Hey, can you guys get on the bed? I need you horizontal." She didn't even look up while issuing orders.

"Hell, I was just thinking the same thing," Amanda purred.

"How 'bout a massage? I'm pretty good with my hands."

"Yeah, that sounds nice. Hang on, I have some lotion in my overnight."

She handed him the bottle, then stretched out face down among the pile of pillows and twisted sheets.

Straddling one of her legs, he warmed some lotion in his broad hands. He stole a kiss on her bare neck, then slowly started working on her lower back.

"Mmm, you do have nice hands. Hey, come join us, babe."

"Sorry. Inspiration. Sketching now."

Josh alternated between working on her back and shoulders, and barely brushing her skin with his fingertips. "Hear that? We're inspiration."

"Maybe she's inspired by the pizza." Amanda made soft, yummy noises of approval as Josh worked on her back. "Well tiger, any sick, twisted fantasies you want to do with us? Chance of a lifetime here."

"Wow, gonna have to think about that one. How 'bout you?" His mind had been on fire all day, imagining all the ways he wanted them. Pinning them against the wall, their legs wrapped around his waist, and somehow banging them both simultaneously had been his favorite. Unfortunately, physics and reality had rejected it out of hand. It's possible he was overstimulated.

"I'm a simple girl with simple needs. I just like getting bent over and fucked like a ragdoll. Kay?" What she really wanted was to be blindfolded and tied down spread eagle while the two of them used her body for their own personal fucktoy. Giving up all control and letting them have their way with her. But she kept that to herself. Besides, where would they find restraints and bondage rope around here?

Kayla looked up from her work. "Um, I'd love to get fucked while I eat your pussy. I'd love you to go down on me too." She'd spent plenty of time on unrestrained carnal hedonism, interspersed with long stretches of monk-like solitude. Fulfilling her every sexual desire came easy for her. Right now all she really wanted was the warmth and affection of the three of them together. For just a while longer.

"Hmmm, never done that. Could be talked into it, maybe." She stretched and sat up. "Lemme get your back?"

"I've gone down on a few pussies in my time and I can say that Kayla is delicious and an excellent choice for your first muff." He lay down as Amanda started on his back. "As for me, I've had this fantasy, for years now really, where I bend over a hot brunette and bang her like a ragdoll, and also one where I fuck an incredible raven-haired babe while she eats out a sexy brunette."

"Wow, what a coincidence!"

With a flourish, Kayla turned her sketchbook around to show them her progress. "I call it 'Threesome With An Artist'." She'd captured Josh's lean, angular form and Amanda's soft curves intertwined with one another. The two figures breathed a fluid, erotic desire.

Amanda's eyes grew wide. "That's amazing, babe. Can't believe we're a part of that."

"Wow. So where ar-" Amanda gently jabbed him in the ribs to shut him up.

Kayla carefully set aside her work, pulled off the sweatshirt, and bounded onto the bed with them. "Okay, still inspired, but also horny as hell." Leaning forward, she pressed her lips against Amanda's. A hot, slow kiss full of longing. She softly scratched her nails down Josh's side. With effort she pulled back and looked her in the eye. "Ya wanna?"

Amanda took a deep breath and with an unsteady smile managed, "Yeah. I think I do." They pulled each other close, one's lips softly brushing the other's as they spoke. "I don't know what to do next."

"Nothing, except to be here now," Kayla breathed more than spoke. She kissed her deeply again as her fingertips skimmed Amanda's neck under cinnamon waves. Her lips brushed her throat. Her shoulder. Fingers grazed her back. Caressed her hip. Her thigh.

Amanda ran fingers through Kayla's short, dark hair as lips and fingertips explored her body.

Kayla nuzzled cleavage and kissed between her tits. Her breath hot on her skin, her lips glided across and engulfed the large, pink halo around her nipple.

Every nerve of Amanda's skin was on fire.

Kayla gently worked back up the other's quivering body. Across collarbone, up her neck, behind jaw. Kissing again, letting their tongues explore each other.

Again she broke off. Grinning, making eye contact all the way, she lay back and dug in among the thoroughly thrashed bedding. Smiling reassuringly, her legs spread while her fingers brushed up and down her own body.

Brow knitted slightly, Amanda tilted her head to one side. "Um."

"It's okay. There's no rush. Just think about how you like it, then do that to me. When you're ready."

Tentatively, she bent down and kissed her. Now it was her turn to explore. Finding that magical spot on her neck just below her ear, extracting a gasp and sigh. Down now, joyfully licking and sucking her perky tits; her hard, dark nipples. Down to her tummy. Kissing her belly button. Down. Kissing her trim bush.

Kayla gently brushed Amanda's shoulders and back with her fingertips. She could feel her virtually vibrating with anticipation.

Amanda kissed between Kayla's legs, her lips warm and soft and soaked.

Kayla gestured to Josh. He bent down as she whispered to him. "Be patient, babe. There'll be fun for you. Right now, she should discover on her own," then kissed his cheek. At that moment, her breath caught in her throat.

Amanda parted her lips with her tongue. Gently. Exploring. Tasting.

"Mmm, that feels good, babe." Kayla's smoky voice was soft and encouraging.

She gently licked Kayla's parted lips, then quickly realized that isn't what she would want at all. She changed to firmly lapping her clit with her soft tongue.

A small gasp from Kayla. "Oh, you learn fast. I knew you would."

Josh lay on the bed, enthralled by all of this. He grabbed a condom and tore it open, preparing for whatever the hell happened next.

Amanda had a rhythm going now, steadily licking. She wrapped one arm around the small of Kayla's back, holding her close. With the other, she penetrated her with her fingers. It didn't take her long to find the right ways to make her body respond.

"Sh-shit. You sure you never done this before?"

That was all she needed to hear. Her jaw ached, but she ignored it. Kayla was going to cum on her face if it killed her.

Eyes closed, head back, she said, "Fuck. Just, just a little faster. Yeah. Sh-shiit." The fingertips that had been caressing Amanda's back now dug into her shoulder.

Amanda responded to every signal Kayla gave. Right now, in this moment, all she wanted was to please her. With pursed lips she sucked her clit while stroking her deep inside.

"Holy. Fuck. Do that. More." Now it was Kayla quivering, her back arched.

It worked like magic. Amanda knew she'd drive her over the edge at any moment.

Kayla moaned and gasped as the fire overwhelmed her. She grabbed a fistful of her new lover's hair, holding her down onto her pussy as she bucked and writhed. Just like so many guys had done over the years as they finished in her mouth. Amanda knew this feeling well. The deep satisfaction of giving someone else that amount of pleasure.

Soon, Kayla went limp, finally letting Amanda up for air. She sat up and stretched, working out kinks in her neck and shoulders. She looked down, smiling warmly at the disheveled mess she'd left sprawled in the twisted sheets. She gently caressed Kayla's short, dark, matted wet bush, then took a deep breath, as if coming back to herself again. "Well that was fucking fun." She licked her lips and wiped her mouth. "Might be pretty good at girl head too."

Dreamily, Kayla half opened her eyes. "More than pretty good," she mumbled.

In the momentary quiet, they noticed the rain had picked up into a full-blown storm. Thunder rolled as lightning flashed outside.

"Look at you all neglected over there, tiger." She crawled over and kissed him. "Let's give her a sec. But I still have plans for you."

"After watching all that I have exactly one plan: To fuck your goddamned brains out." He gently shoved her down. Her ample tits bounced as she landed, chestnut waves spilling behind her. He looked ravenous, feral. Swiftly, he was on top of her, pinning down her wrists. His mouth on her tits, sloppily, hungrily sucking and licking.

"Oh shit," was all she managed in reply; eyes wide, thoroughly taken off-guard by his ambush.

He moved down her body, licking, kissing, biting. Letting her wrists go, he scratched down her sides as he went.

"Hey, babe." Kayla, on all fours, was smiling down at her. "We're gonna fuck your brains out now," she said, her face gleeful. She grabbed her tits, fingers sinking into their round softness. Her mouth licked and sucked in the wetness his had left.

Pinned to the bed, overwhelmed by their assault, Amanda grabbed whatever sheets and covers her fingers could find. Steadying herself, letting their lust and tongues and energy and hands have their way with her.

Josh knelt between her wide-spread legs and buried his face in her pussy. He ate her delicious wetness greedily, grabbing her ass to lift her to his insatiable mouth.

Kayla followed his path, kissing and licking down Amanda's body. As she kissed past her belly button, she whispered to Josh, eating pussy with abandon. "Babe, let me get her right on the edge, then you take her. Hard. Be ready."

He sat up, face slick, wet, wolfen. Dimly aware that his jaw was aching, he pulled back to give her room to take his place. He rolled the readied condom down his hard shaft.

Kayla knelt between Amanda's thighs and ate her hungrily. Her tongue and mouth forcefully going down on her. She spread her own legs wide and fingered herself with one hand and Amanda with the other, gently rocking her hips.

Ass up, face in Amanda's soaking wet muff, Kayla was perfectly lined up for Josh to take her from behind. Almost like she'd planned it that way. He grabbed her hips and sunk his aching cock into her. Deep. Hard. Finally driving himself into her after all they'd done together.

As he slammed into her, some dim consciousness returned. Kayla was still going down on Amanda's delicious, spread open pussy. He restrained himself to firm, slow strokes to keep from throwing off their rhythm. He had fistfuls of Kayla's hips, steadying her against his pounding. Also because it felt good to grab her.

Kayla focused on Amanda's pussy, eating and finger fucking her, while getting railed from behind. Amanda squirmed beneath her, gasping and breathing heavily.

Kayla lifted her head, which Josh took as a signal to switch. He pulled out as she crawled to the side and out of the way.

Amanda looked down, slightly confused, just in time to see Josh seize both her legs under the knee, spreading her wide.

Finally free, no restraints, he drove into her, slamming into her pussy over and over. Jaw set, teeth gritted, his face a wolfen sneer. "Okay ragdoll, let's fuckin' do this." The bed squeaked and banged beneath them.

Kayla attacked her tits with her mouth, sucking and licking one stiff nipple, while pinching hard on the other. It was all she could do to stay on top of her, with Josh's furious pounding.

Amanda gasped as she came. Josh could feel her spasm around his cock. He kept the exact same rhythm, fucking her deep and hard.

Kayla kissed Amanda again, their lips and tongues exploring, trying to stay connected despite Josh's pounding. Their sweat mingled. It tasted delicious.

Josh pulled out, threw Amanda's legs to one side and spun her around, face down on the bed. He pulled her up to her knees. She grabbed onto the sheets as he buried himself into her again.

"This is what you've been wanting, huh babe?" Kayla grinned. "Worth the wait?"

"Fuck yeah it was," he growled through gritted teeth. "Holy fuck you feel amazing, 'Manda." His fingers dug into her full hips, pulling her into every thrust. "Rub her pussy while I fuck her."

Kayla straightened up, kissed him sweetly, then ran her hand under Amanda's sweaty body, finding her pussy once more.

Face covered by her own chestnut waves, she swore and gasped as another wave crashed over her. She was riding right on the edge and the two of them were keeping her there. Josh never considered slowing down, much less stopping.

"You like it like this, don'tcha 'Manda? I love watching you get pounded. You want more?" Kayla was reveling in the moment.

"That. All. You. Got?" Amanda managed to gasp between thrusts.

Once more Josh pulled out. He rolled her to her back, grabbed her ankles, and dragged her, helpless, to the edge of the bed.

Now standing, he put both her legs over one shoulder, hugged her thighs, then sank his cock into her again. He picked the pace back up right where he left off.

Kayla crawled over, kneeling above her head. "Do you like being pinned down? I bet you like getting tied up." She pinned her wrists to the bed, bending over to suck her tits again.

Another wave. Another spasm of delight. Another gasp. Still, Josh never broke pace.

"I can't wait to see who gives in first. Holy fuck, you two." Kayla released Amanda and flopped next to her. She spread herself wide, rubbing her own pussy with one hand and Amanda's with the other.

Josh pulled out and spun Amanda around to standing next to the bed. He bent her over, spread her wide, and plowed into her again. He grabbed her hair with one hand and her shoulder with the other, pulling her head back and driving her body harder against him. He fucked her soaking wet pussy with long, hard, deep thrusts. Sweat was glistening on them both.

Amanda moaned as another orgasm crashed over her. Her legs felt like rubber. She could barely stand now. "Fuck. I can't. I gotta stop."

Josh pulled out and helped her stand back up, then collapse on the bed. She lay there, breathing hard, sweaty, messy, flushed, and smiling contentedly.

"Wow, my money was on 'Manda outlasting you. Holy shit, big guy."

"I've already gone twice today. Number three will happen when I want it to."

"You want it to happen in my mouth? 'Cause I would love that."

Without another word, Josh grabbed Kayla's ankles and dragged her, helpless, to the edge of the bed.

"Or you could just fucking wreck me." Kayla grinned through gritted teeth, ready for his onslaught.

Josh buried his cock into her, then commanded, "Wrap your legs."

Without hesitation, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.

He slid his big hands beneath her ass, then lifted her off the bed. Riding his hard cock, she threw her arms around his shoulders and held tight. Slightly unsteadily, he turned and mashed her against the wall.

"Oh fuck yeah, babe. Fuck me against the goddamned wall." She used all her strength to stay wrapped around him, while she softly bit his shoulder.

The pain barely registering, his hands under her sweet, round ass, he crushed her against the wall as he relentlessly fucked her.

Kayla's cry was muffled against his shoulder as she writhed and bucked against him.

Feeling her body tense and spasm, he finally, gratefully unloaded inside her. Growling and swearing as he pumped into her.

After a few moments, his strength completely spent, he turned towards the bed and laid her down as he pulled out and took off the condom. Kayla lay sprawled on the bed, sweaty, panting, legs dangling over the edge.

Josh crashed beside her, still panting as well. "Yeah, I could spend some time with you two today."

♕ ♘ ♕

Softly awoken by gentle jostling of the bed, Josh sleepily sat up. He hadn't realized he'd passed out in the first place.

Kayla was already dressed and quietly gathering her things, getting ready to leave.

"Sorry you gotta go so soon. You take care, okay? Let us know how your show goes?" Amanda was still stubbornly, delightfully naked.

"Oh, um yeah. Thanks for everything. I mean, like fixing me up and keeping me from getting my head bashed in. But also, like, yeah all the sex too-" Amanda jabbed him in the ribs to shut him up, his sleepy brain clearly not yet fully engaged.

"Okay sweeties, I gotta go. My head is buzzing with ideas." She waved her hands around her head for emphasis. "Hate to run, but the studio calls." She blew them a kiss and went toward the door. "By the way, you two should date. Or at least fuck a lot. You're too cute together." Turning as she opened the door, she said, "Bye babes, it's been super fun." And with a little wave she closed the door behind her.

The two of them sat in silence for a few moments. Josh broke the quiet. "Holy fuck, what a day. You gotta go soon too? Wanna grab a bite somewhere?"

Amanda looked slightly worried, as though choosing her next words carefully. "Do you think you'd want-"

A soft knock came from the door.

"Probably the pizza police here to arrest you for lewdiocity." Josh pulled himself off the bed, grabbing a pillow to cover himself as he went to answer.

Kayla stood in the doorway, fidgeting, then walked back in. Her expression was determined. Almost grim.

Amanda smiled at her. "Oh hi, hon. Forget something?"

She leaned heavily against the door as it closed. "Um, yeah." Looking at the floor, she opened and closed her fist, flexing. Working up some courage. Either decision would need some.

Amanda, now slightly alarmed, said, "Babe, are you okay?"

"Um, I always ghost my hookups. I love the memories, but I gotta get the people out of my head. I have to go back and focus on the work." She closed her eyes, steeling herself. Yeah, she had to do this. "I don't want to do that this time." She looked at them both. "There's something here. Between us. All three. Some spark or something. I've felt this before and threw it away. Thought I was too tough or too busy, or maybe I didn't deserve it. I don't know." She knew her eyes were red by now. There was nothing she could do about that, but she was not going to cry. She was not. "Can we... can we see each other again?"

"Well, of course. I'd love to keep in touch." Amanda reached for her phone.

"But, for real though. Can we figure out some way to, like, be together? With each other? Try something out? I don't want to wonder what it might have been like to have had you in my life." To her own ears she sounded needy and desperate. She hated it. But it was the truth and it crashed over her like a tidal wave.

Josh tilted his head to one side. "Like a throuple or something?"

"Yeah. Maybe. I don't know. I don't know what it would be or how it would work. Maybe it wouldn't. I just want to see if we can be together. See where it goes." She laughed, slightly ruefully. "I can't believe I'm baring my soul like this in this shitty motel room."

Amanda wrapped herself around Kayla. A warm, encompassing, affectionate embrace. Josh followed her lead and held them both.

"I was gonna ask Josh out before you so rudely interrupted," Amanda laughed. "I never thought about dating another woman. Sure never thought about a... threesome date... thing? But I do know I'd love to be with both of you more. Probably gonna be messy, though. Imagine all the toothbrushes and mismatched socks." She chuckled again. "Josh?"

He was slow to reply, taking a moment to absorb what was happening. Then, quietly, "You two are incredible. How the hell could I walk away from either of you, let alone both." Kayla rested her forehead against his shoulder and pulled him closer. He took a deep breath before continuing. "Gonna have to step up my game, though. Good thing I make a great lasagna."

"Oh god, shut up, you idiot." And like a flash, Amanda's grinning mouth was on his.