The Booking: Three’s Company

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I joined them.

It was like getting into a warm sea where the waves knew your name. Odette pulled my shirt off. Vivienne undid my belt. Then there were two mouths on me at once, one on my neck and one on my chest, and two pairs of hands, and I stopped trying to keep track of whose were whose.

They put me in the middle of the bed and took turns. Vivienne knelt between my legs and sucked my cock while Odette kissed me, slow and filthy, her small breasts against my arm. Then they swapped. Then Odette rolled a condom onto me and climbed on top and rode me, and Vivienne straddled my face, and I licked her while they leaned forward and kissed each other above me. I could feel Vivienne moaning into Odette’s mouth.

Later Odette lay back and Vivienne went down on her, and I took Vivienne from behind while she did it, and Odette came first, swearing in French, and then Vivienne, and then me, with a sound I’ll be embarrassed about for the rest of my life.

We lay in a sweaty heap. Odette lit a cigarette by the open window, naked, completely unbothered.

“He is good,” she said to Vivienne. “We keep him?”

“Next time he’s in Edinburgh,” Vivienne said, and kissed my shoulder.

I’ve never booked a trip there so fast.

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