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For now, anyway.

“We all share one big bed. It’s really two fused queens. Plenty of room. All in, unless someone isn’t in the mood or feeling well. No pressure but if you want to be in a couple, this isn’t the relationship for you.” Lance looked her in the eyes.

“Good. Being in a couple never worked for me. Maybe, this will be a better fit.” She tried not to stare at the men. This afternoon would be hell, knowing the four hot men wanted her and tonight she’d have a real date with them.

Her arousal was already building, and she had half a work day left. “Who’s going to tell Andy?” she asked.

“Don’t worry about it. We will. He might check that you’re okay with it. As long as you don’t hesitate, he won’t say no.” Lance grinned.

He and Andy had been together since high school. Even if it was just sexual discovery and screwing around, she envied that long attachment. How deep it must be! How strong to allow others to be added, yet there was no ego or competition among them. The chemistry was palpable, and they weren’t even touching each other. Just having a casual lunch. They could just be friends, but she knew it was much deeper. She might fit in there. Part of her really hoped she did. A tiny part of her worried about the unusual set up, but any sane person would.

“No problem. I can’t wait. Thanks for lunch,” she said.

“Any time. We should head back before Andy texts.” Roman chuckled. The group got up. It seemed so natural and normal. They were actually talking about group sex and a relationship as if it was their favorite TV show. Crystal was impressed.

Chapter Three

The guys had told Andy about the plan after lunch, but Fred was still trying to convince Andy it wasn’t too fast as they prepared dinner that night.

“Couldn’t even wait one day,” Andy grumbled.

“She was curious and interested. Want to put her off and make her second guess things?” Fred pinched Andy’s butt as the confused man bent over to retrieve fresh bread from the double oven.

“Cool it. We’re not going to pressure her. Come on, give Roman and me some room.” Andy shut the oven and glared at Fred.

Roman sautéed shrimp and the sauce for it as Lance kept an eye on the bubbling pot of pasta. Fred loved this group, and he wasn’t about to let doubts or hesitation stop them from getting the right woman. He’d had the wrong woman for this group, and it’d almost cost him the best men he’d ever met. Fred was certain Crystal was the right fit, and he was eager to stop dancing around the issue.

“No one is pressuring. You’re dragging your feet, and that’s not fair to everyone.” Lance stirred the fettuccini.

Andy tossed an oven mitt at him. “The new work situation isn’t imaginary.”

Roman laughed. “No, it’s not. It’s also not going away. We can’t wait it out. This is the new reality so why wait?”

“Exactly. I’d rather act now so she knows we’re interested. She’s not going to make a move on a four man group,” Fred said.

“She asked if we’re all bisexual. Maybe, she assumed we’re just a gay foursome. You want her to think that?” Lance asked Andy.

“Of course not. Okay, fine. I’m in. There will never be a perfect time,” Andy conceded.

Fred smiled. “Exactly.”

The doorbell rang, and Fred headed to answer it. Crystal looked amazing in a long, brown skirt and a blue-and-brown swirled top. Her hair was loose, and she held a bottle of wine in each hand.

“Hi. Hope I’m not too early,” she said.

“Right on time.” Fred took the wine and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. He had to send the right message. This wasn’t just friends, and he didn’t want to overwhelm her with all the men watching or acting at the same time. She could ease into things.

She smiled. “Thanks.”

“Come in,” Fred invited. He closed the door behind her and led her into the kitchen. “Things are almost done.”

Roman and Lance both eagerly greeted her with a kiss each. Not too pushy but not staying in the friend zone either. Andy hung back, but if he didn’t approve, he hid it.

“Hope it’s not moving too fast for you, Andy.” Crystal gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Not at all. We’ll go as fast or as slow as you want.” Andy grabbed the corkscrew.

Fred handed over the wine bottles so Andy could open them.

Roman took the shrimp off the heat. “Come on, get out of my kitchen. Too many people in here. We’ll eat in two minutes. Salad and bread are on the table, Andy will pour the wine. Lance and I can bring the food. Go to the dining room.”

“Men cooking for me. I’m in heaven,” she said.

Fred led her through the kitchen to the long dining room with a nice table. “It’s a good sized house. A bit old but solid.”

Andy brought the wine to the already set table and filled the glasses. “Where do you live, Crystal?”

“I’m renting a little cottage house from a friend’s grandmother. Four of us were living there for a while, but they’ve all found guys. Groups of guys, rather. So it’s just me now. Gets a little quiet at times.” Crystal sat down.

Andy took the seat across from her. “Well, you’re welcome here anytime you want lots of company. This place could use a woman’s touch.”

“Don’t put her to work so fast. Andy has two speeds, nice and slow or full speed ahead.” Fred winked at Crystal.

“I’m not much of a decorator, really. Your place seems comfortable. Nice and big. With all the people, it’d have to be.” She took a sip of the wine Andy had set in front of her.

“We only need one bedroom,” Lance said as he brought out a huge bowl of pasta.

Andy tossed the cork at Lance as Crystal giggled.

Roman joined him with another bowl. “I’ve got extra pasta here if you don’t like shrimp.”

“No, I love shrimp and pasta. Either way, it smells amazing.” She put her napkin on her lap, and the group settled in for dinner.

Fred stole a look at Andy. He seemed to be relaxing. A little wine and small talk and he’d forget the issues.

* * * *

Less than an hour later, the group was settled in the front room with a movie on the TV. They’d steered clear of awkward topics during dinner. Now, Fred and Lance sat together on the love seat while Crystal sat between Roman and Andy on the sofa.

“So Andy and Lance dated in high school. How did you find out you were bisexual?” she asked.

Andy turned red, and Fred had to resist the urge to jump in.

“Well, we dated girls, too. Shared a couple. When you’re young, you try stuff and don’t think about the future or consequences.” Lance shrugged.

“Is it weird?” Andy asked.

“Why would it be weird? I have no interest in women, but the idea of two men together—or four—is very exciting. Sexy. Are you sure you need a woman in the mix?” she asked teasingly.

“Yes,” the men answered in unison.

She smiled. “What about Roman? Did you always know you liked both?”

Roman slid an arm over her shoulders. “I grew up in New Orleans. Usually, I dated girls but fooled around with guys on the side. I never thought I’d be able to have both.”

“Me, either,” Fred said.

“You had a girlfriend, but she didn’t work out with the others?” she asked.

“She didn’t work out at all.” Andy set a hand on Crystal’s leg.

“She wasn’t right. I was never sure which way I went. For a time, I thought I was gay, but I grew up in a very small town where there wasn’t much opportunity. I hid it well from my family. So I dated girls and slept with them. It wasn’t fake or a cover. I liked women too. Confusing as hell. I thought I’d meet the right girl and the guy stuff would just not be an issue.” Fred rested his head on Lance’s shoulder.

“Then he met us,” Lance said.

“The girlfriend didn’t work out with the group, but Fred did.” Andy smiled.

She smiled at Fred. “You really think I’ll fit in? Because the last thing I’d want to do is cause trouble with such a great group of guys.”

Andy leaned over and kissed her on the lips. “How could you ever cause trouble?”

Fred nodded to Lance then kissed the sexy guy. So far things were perfect. If the men had their way, she was spending the night.

Crystal smiled at Andy. “I might cause trouble. Men frequently underestimate the quieter types of women. Accounting is dull, and I’m not exactly a model.”

“You’re perfect,” Fred said.

She didn’t want to be too forward, but with this couch arrangement, group sex wouldn’t exactly comfortable. “I never got the full tour. I want to see how all four of you fit in a bed.”

Lance jumped up and led the way. She followed and spotted Roman and Fred kissing before they followed the others up the stairs. Her arousal factor tripled, and she wanted to let herself go and live out every fantasy that had plagued her since she met them.

“This is it. We use another bedroom as a closet since the bed takes up most of the space.” Lance gestured to the two queen size beds fused together somehow. The structure dominated the room.

She sat on the bed. “Very solid. Think it can hold five people?”

Lance leaned down and kissed her. She felt the bed shift slightly and looked over. Roman and Fred were undressing each other. Reaching for Lance’s shirt, she caught Andy’s eye. “You just want to watch?”

Her fears were gone. She wanted to try this, or she’d never know if it was right for her. If these men were as good as her fantasies. Andy smiled at her and removed his shirt. “I don’t want to push you.”

“Push me? I had to drag you guys up here for a tour.” She glanced over at Roman and Fred. “I want to watch you guys and see what it’s like. I’ve never done anything like this before so we won’t know if I fit in until we try.”

“I know.” Lance tugged her shirt over her head.

The move drowned out conversation as Roman kissed the back of her neck. Fred unhooked her bra, and Lance ditched his shirt. She kicked off her shoes, stood up then slid her skirt to the floor.

Andy’s jaw dropped. She hadn’t bothered with panties. It had seemed like a waste of time. Sitting back on the bed, she kissed Fred then Roman and took a long look at their naked bodies. Both were well built and well hung. Fred was leaner, but his muscle definition made her mouth water. Seeing them clothed was a treat, but this was better than she’d dreamed.

The duo enticed her to scoot back until she was fully on the bed. Lance shed his clothing and stretched out next to her. His tongue teased her shoulder and along her neck down to the valley between her breasts. She checked on Andy, who was now naked but observing.

As Lance’s throbbing cock pressed to her hips, she knew she was in for a great time. Fred and Roman weren’t exactly below average, and Andy’s was thick.

Lance kissed her lips then nuzzled back down until he licked one breast all over. Roman mirrored Lance’s play on her other breast, and she had to close her eyes. The tightened of her nipples and wetness between her legs…she was ready for more. She opened her eyes, needing to break this cautious approach.

“You don’t want to join us?” she asked Andy.

“I do. You don’t think you have enough cock to play with?” he asked.

“I’ll share. You like cock and pussy, don’t you?” She reached down and stroked Roman and Lance’s cocks with either of her hands.

Fred leaned over and kissed her lips. “I think we need to up our game.”

She reached for him and let her hands slid down his body to his cock. Tilting her head back, she tugged until he gave her what she wanted. His cock slid between her lips, and she moaned. Her hand went back to stroking Roman’s erection as she sucked on Fred’s dick.

Finally, Andy moved in. He spread her legs, and Crystal opened for him. His tongue playfully worked her outer folds until she was so wet she lifted her hips more. The touch of his fingers made her moan as he pushed her slit open and flicked her inner folds.

“Nice and wet?” Fred asked.

She moaned with her mouth full and tugged the cocks in her hands faster. Lance and Roman pulled away, and Fred eased off. She looked at Andy as he sucked her clit. The pleasure pulsed through her. She pressed for more as the intensity deepened. The other men returned with condoms and lube.

“Do I get two at once?” she asked.

“You can have as many as you can handle, but don’t try to impress us.” Roman kissed her mouth. “You like anal as much as I do?”

For the first time since she’d gotten naked with them, she felt her cheeks burn. “I like it. I’ve never tried two at once. I think I’ll enjoy that more.”

“Don’t push things,” Andy said.

“I want it. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” She pushed Andy’s head down where it worked so much better.

“Want to watch me get fucked, too?” Roman squeezed her breasts.

Her insides tightened, and her clit throbbed. She nodded.

“Trust us.” Fred slid on protection and slathered his dick with lube.

She scooted back from Andy and turned over, easing up onto her hands and knees. Fred lubed her rear and teased her with one finger at a time until she relaxed.

“Take a seat whenever you’re ready,” he said.

“I’ll crush you,” she teased.

“You think we can’t handle you? Please, we know what we’re doing.” Roman guided her back, and Fred pressed his cock to her ass as gravity did the rest.

She slid her legs out and braced herself on her hands. Roman and Fred worked together, tipping her back and spreading her legs. She knew they had a plan and trusted them. Letting the group sex unfold, she forced the analytical side of her brain that dominated her life so much to take a night off. Great sex and hot men didn’t need thought. She wanted to enjoy it all.

Roman slid on protection and licked her pussy. Andy sat next to her and Fred on the bed but didn’t object. She looked over at Andy, and he kissed her passionately. He wanted it, she knew by his tongue work and now his kiss. He was afraid, but his big erection proved he wasn’t turned off by her joining the group.

Fred lay back on the bed and lifted her hips a bit. Roman eased his cock into her pussy, and she felt the tightness of double penetration. So good and deep, she moaned and tried to take more. He filled her slowly as Andy sucked on her breasts.