MMF: Male Male Female Erotica

The Meet Cute

"Ma'am, were you listening in to our conversation?"

She turned to them and tried to match the repartee that she had listened to for the last hour. "Maybe I was. . . but let's get something straight first. Number 1, don't ever call me ma'am again. You can call me Susie. Ma'am should reserved for someone much older than I."

"Than I? A grammar nerd I see. I'm Jason and this is Keith. Is there a Number 2, Susie?"

"Number 2: I'm a PI. Private Investigator. Listening in is part of the job."

Keith butted in, "Oh, a PI! You mean like Magnum?"

"Do you see me wearing a Hawaiian shirt?" she asked.

"No and I don't see a big, beautiful mustache either."

Keith interrupted, "God, I loved that mustache. I thought I was straight before I saw that show."

"How old were you even when that show was on?" she wondered, thinking she probably had a few years on them.

"Old enough."

"I'd take a free mustache ride from him any time. Even now."

"Really, Keith? Isn't he like 70?"

"Has that stopped me before?"

"So, are you two together or. . .?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

"Well, we have hooked up." Keith offered.

"Yes, but that was years ago. That's behind us." Jason clearly didn't appreciate how forthcoming Keith was being.

Keith put hand on his little belly and did the cutest little pout. "Yes, I've gotten too fat for him."

"You're crazy. Anyway, let's all keep that between us, though. The straights assume all the gays in tech are fucking each other."

"Which we are."

"Yes, but we're not about to tell them that."

"So, is there Number 3, Susie?" Keith asked.

"Huh?"

"A Number 3. Number 1 was don't call you ma'am. Number 2 was it's OK to listen to our conversation because you are a PI. Is there a Number 3 on your list?"

"Yes, there is as a matter of fact. Number 3: you should really learn to keep your voices down if you don't want anybody to hear. The whole bar heard your cock sucking soliloquy.

"Well, I hope they were taking notes. There were some good tips in there."

"And I'm not finished. Finally, number 4. . ." Susie continued.

"Number 4? This lady loves making lists." Jason deadpanned.

"I do actually. But are you going to shut you mouth long enough for me to continue?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"I'll let that one pass, smartass. So, as I was saying. . . Number 4: I may be able to help out with your little argument."