For a second I'm disoriented, I don't know up from down and left from right. All I know is that there's a big strong hand rubbing my butt cheek and there's another cupping my boobs.
The feeling has the warmth of a small fire burning in my belly, my chest aches in a very good way.
I keep my eyes closed, I'm not sure who my lips seek out and it doesn't seem to matter.
To me, or the lips I find.
They just kiss me back, slow and breathless, more lips kiss my shoulder, warm breath fans my neck and I turn towards it, I kiss these lips too.
My exhale is loud, perhaps it could be considered a moan?
"Morning, baby girl" Donny.
"Hmm" I smile and bite his lip.
"Morning, beautiful" Jerome.
"Hmm" I turn and kiss his smiling mouth.
"Don? You think someone could get used to this?" Jerome whispers on my lips.
"Yeah, I could get used to this smile" Donny chuckles but I'm sure Jerome was talking about me.
"I could get used to these kisses, there's no better way to wake up" Jerome kisses me again.
"I could definitely get used to this.... My boys" I breathe and turn to kiss my Donny.
"Babe, we got work" Donny moans when my hips roll, grinding my ass against his boxers.
"Fuck work" I breathe, god this is too good.
"Thea... " Donny groans loudly but kisses me harder.
He kisses me faster, I feel his resolve slipping and his boner.
My hands seek out Jerome, I caress his bare chest and pull him closer, his knee hitches over my hip.
"I want to make you breakfast" Jerome whispers in my ear.
"Yesss" I moan before his words sink in, surely he said scream?
"Yes, breakfast... come on, up" Donny agrees and throws back the blankets.
Both men roll and sit up, giving me their backs.
I gasp, breathless and confused.... That was... amazing.. I'm wet, half naked... they're guys with morning glory and a willing and warm body to sink them in.
My eyes open wider.
What the fuck?
Like they're the same person, they both stand, stretch, and moan as their bones crack. Donny heads to the ensuite and Jerome stumbles out the door, both of them only dressed in overstretched boxer briefs.
I check my pits, nope... I'm good.
I could scream, and not in a good way.
Jerome stayed the night, to cuddle?
Huh...
I guess there's nothing I can do about that... I'm not going to beg someone who's not my boyfriend to sleep with me, especially in front of my boyfriend.
With a severe case of monday-itis, I dutifully pull myself together.
The weekend is over, maybe this thing we had is over now too?
I guess I didn't really think it would last.
Snap back to reality.
I flick through my closet trying to decide on an outfit that's not my gold lingerie, that's all I really want to wear. I want hands on my skin, lips on my lips.
I want.... I want a Saturday night do over, damn it!
Instead I roll up my thigh highs and put on my black tee shirt bra, I wear full black briefs and my best black skirt suit. I have a open house today, so I wear that stupid red scarf my boss likes to think of as uniform and I apply a matching red lipstick.
Jerome really liked my red heels, so I say fuck it... I'm wearing them too.
My heels click on the floorboards giving my approach away, the boys stop their whispering into their cereal bowls the second I enter the living room.
"Anything you want for dinner tonight? It looks like I'm doing a weekly shop after work" I ask Donny when I see I have no fruit or yoghurt left.
"Nothing special, whatever you get will be fine" Donny mumbles with a mouthful of cheerios.
"Grilled chicken and veggies it is" I smile at him.
"Okay, maybe pasta?" He complains like I knew he would.
"Chicken, veggies, pasta.. got it" I nod and open the pantry to gather my mental list.
With my bowl of granola I sit in my usual spot, it's the opposite end of the breakfast table to Donny, and two seats away from the seat Jerome has taken beside him, both of them are only dressed in the boxers they slept in.
My vase full of sunflowers sits between us, their big faces makes me smile.
Jerome passes me the plate of bacon, eggs and buttered toast. He has a glass of orange juice ready for me.
