I was so happy, I was floating on air. I had shared my bed all night with my three lovers Max, Terri and Tommy. Today was Friday and I was ready for all the fun the weekend would hold, starting with clubbing tonight. Max and I had promised to show Terri and Tommy a fun night out in New York City.
The workday dragged for me, but I got home as soon as I could. Tommy and Terri were already home when I arrived. They were on the couch watching TV. Terri waved hello without taking his eyes off the TV, already zoned out. Tommy greeted me at the door.
"Hey babe," he said, kissing me and grabbing my ass, "How was work?" Before I replied I handed him my things and kicked off my shoes.
"You'd make a good house husband," I laughed.
We settled on the couch and talked about our day. Max called to say he was running late but promised to be home in an hour. I was disappointed but I understood. I told the boys we had some time.
"Great," Terri said, "I'll have time for a nap." He rolled to the end of the couch and curled up with his eyes closed. I smiled.
Tommy said, "Why don't I help you get ready?" He had that sparkle in his eyes that meant he had other plans.
"Come here," I said, taking his hand and walking with him into the bedroom.
"That's what I'm talking about!" he said when we got in there and closed the door.
"No," I said, playfully swatting his arms away from my body, "I just wanted to say I don't think we can do anything without Max here."
"Oh," Tommy said, sounding disappointed.
"I just mean he told me he was good with this situation as long as he was involved," I explained. "I don't know exactly what's allowed....Remember the first time we were together without Terri?"
"Yes," Tommy said looking me in the eyes, "We made love and I told you I loved you."
"Yes," I swallowed hard. It was fucking amazing.
"I understand," Tommy said, "Max has been totally cool and I would never do anything he didn't want."
"I know," I said disappointedly. I would have loved for him to be able to take me up against the door again with unbridled urgency. I could feel the electricity between us already building.
"I can help you get dressed though, right?" he offered.
"I won't touch you, I promise," he said, moving his fingers to the buttons on my blouse. "See," he whispered with his lips so close to mine, "I'm only touching your clothes, not your skin." This was true. Max wouldn't mind this. I was pretty sure.
Tommy continued unbuttoning my blouse until he could slip it off my shoulders. He brought his lips close to my bare shoulder. I knew he wanted to kiss it but he didn't. He undid my bra and let it fall to the floor. I felt his breath on my nipple but still, he didn't touch me. He got down on his knees and undid my pants letting them fall to the floor. He was at eye level with my underwear and his finger traced over the lacy trim. Never touching my skin. I was breathing heavily now. He had kept his promise. He had not touched me, and yet he managed to get me more hot and bothered than if he had.
"Maybe you should take them off," he choked out, "I don't think I can take them off without touching..." I slid my fingers into each side of my panties and let them slip off my hips to the floor.
I heard him suck in his breath. He stood up and looked me up and down. I was completely naked and he was still clothed.
"Babe...I...." I said, losing my words in his gaze. I was afraid to move. Afraid I would touch him. I wanted to touch him. I wanted him to touch me. I was so on fire.
"Ok," he said turning away from me finally, "Let's see what we have to wear." He walked over to my closet.
"Well, I was thinking-" I started but he interrupted.
"No, I think I'll be your stylist for the evening," he said in a high-pitched voice. "How about this!?" He held up my champagne wrap-around dress. "It has sparkles and everything."
I laughed taking the hanger from him, "Well girls in New York usually wear black to the clubs at night."
"Not my girl," he went back to his manly voice, "My girl gets noticed and this will do it." He took the dress off the hanger. "Turn around," he instructed. I obeyed. He slipped the sleeves of the dress up my arms and over my shoulders.
"Turn," he said again. I did.
He brought the two sides together in the middle and started to tie it when I said, "I usually wear a bra-"
"Not tonight," he said as he slid one finger along the material just grazing the outer edge of my breast. "Tonight I want to see you sway naturally when you move. It's beautiful...You're beautiful." He almost kissed me.
"Underwear?" I asked.
"Not a chance babe," he smiled. "Necklace," he said and I felt his breath on my lips. I swallowed again.
"Yes I have one that..." I said going to my dresser, "It hangs...." Tommy took it from me and our fingers touched. I sucked in my breath. He went around behind me and clasped it, picking up my hair so it laid back over it. I turned around to face him.
His eyes followed his finger as it trailed down the chain of my necklace to the very end lying between my breasts.
"Perfect," he said looking back up in my eyes.
"Was it hard to go from two men back to one?" Tommy asked, catching me off guard. He had distracted me so much with his "not" touching me.
"Um..." I started trying to piece together coherent thoughts, "Not really. I was alone for a while when I first moved to New York. So by the time I ran into Max again, I needed someone, even just one someone."
"Makes sense," he said contemplating what I had said.
He didn't ask me to elaborate but I wanted to. "Max was always looking for new ways to please me. He didn't even mind when I..." I wanted to tell him about how I told Max about us.
"When you what?" he breathed, his lips still so close to mine.
"I...I told him," I started. He waited. "I told him about what you and Terri did to me. In detail."
"And..." Tommy said.
"And it got him so excited," I confessed, "He just kept wanting to hear more."
Tommy nodded. I continued, "It wasn't long after that we started having people watch us. It opened the door for...for...this."
"I see," he said. "You know I've never had you as my girlfriend all to myself. Not for any long period of time. Terri had you first. Now Max has you. It made me wonder what if it was just us two? Would it be the same?"
"I don't know," I wondered to myself.
"It doesn't matter now," Tommy said, breaking our spell. He walked to the bedroom door saying, "Now that you look like that, I'd better find something a little nicer than this to wear."
Max came home shortly after and when he saw me he whistled. "Wow!" he said to Tommy, "This is our date? We are lucky men!" Terri was still waking up from his nap.
"Yes," Tommy said, "I helped her..." he didn't finish saying get dressed.
Terri popped his head up to survey me and concurred, "You look hot babe!"
"I'll be ready in a minute," Max said heading into the bedroom. I followed him so I could get my shoes.
"Baby, fuck," he said running his hand up my thigh, "It doesn't matter what I wear, tonight all eyes will be on you!" His hand stopped when he got to my upper thigh. "Shit and you're already sticky, I don't even want to go further..." he sighed, "We'll never make it out if I do."