Audrey and I led Dutch to the sofa, nudged his knees apart, and settled onto his lap. “So, what do you think of your birthday present?” Audrey whispered. “The last thing I want to do right now is think,” he replied. His eyes were as busy as his hands, and we all silently evaluated our… Continue reading Three Ways
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The Arrival
Wherein I am reminded that it’s difficult to sing while you’re giggling… Audrey and I hid around the corner from the suite’s entrance-way and waited. Soon, we heard the beep of the card-key and the creak of the door. Dutch slipped off his shoes and paused a few beats before asking, “Hello?” We joined hands and… Continue reading The Arrival
Embrace
Another text from Dutch, to let Audrey know that he had parked the car and would stop in the lobby to pick up the room key that she had left for him at the front desk. I felt my breathing quicken and my heart rate accelerate, a sudden mixture of excitement and nerves. She must have… Continue reading Embrace
Without a Doubt
Audrey doesn’t own any body-stockings, and was understandably skeptical when I pulled these two out of my suitcase. I knew how amazing the sheer one would look on her, however, particularly her upper body, and so I was persistent with my encouragement. I helped her into it, making sure the seams were lined up the right… Continue reading Without a Doubt
In Dreams
I am not a complete rookie when it comes to the MFF threesome, though in all of my experiences thus far, Holden was the designated M. As I drifted off for my nap, curled up with Audrey, my mind was filled with the most delightful questions regarding Dutch, which manifested themselves in a brief but vivid… Continue reading In Dreams