Two plus one? (closed for EklectikChik)

She felt him pulse, hardening that much more and then the flood of his hot cum filling her, triggering another orgasm from her, one softer, more prolonged one that stole her breath, but washed over her like a warm ocean wave.

Moaning, she dropped against his chest, panting right along with him as their bodies shuddered and quivered in unison. When the pleasure ebbed, she lay boneless against his body, sighed, her eyes closed with fatigue as she tried to stifle a yawn.

Part of her felt horrible for Darel. She wanted to please him more, but the sudden tiredness that took over had her nuzzling Tom's chest and half dozen just moments after.
 
They seemed to be able to relax right after Tom and Kate came, and she rested her weary body onto his. Darel also collapsed in exhaustion. He was glad he didn't have to fuck his wife at that moment, because he was finished. Too much stimulation and fucking for one day. He wasn't used to it.

After while, Tom finally stood Kate on her feet, and he picked her up in his arms, carrying her up the stairs and into her bedroom placing her on her bed.

"I think you've earned your sleep, Kate!" he said to her. "You were so great today! I really hope you had a good time!" he continued and kissed her cheeks, leaving her to rest on her bed.

Darel almost crawled himself to bed, pointing Tom to the guest room.

"I'm going to bed too, man, I'm exhausted. Hey, thanks for a great day!" he said and gave him a high five.

Tom smiled at him and retired to the guestroom, right after Darel threw his body on the bed, using the last few resources of energy.
 
Kate slept hard, only waking up the blaring of the alarm clock and Darel grumbling as he smacked it to the ground, then fumbled to shut it off. She stretched and yawned, rolling to snuggling into his body, giving his chest a light kiss.

"Mmmmm...morning baby."

She murmured, earning her a small kiss on the forehead and a quick squeeze. She knew he was pressed for time, so didn't complain as he slid out of bed and moved to the bathroom.

Stretching, the groaned, deliciously sore everywhere and the good kind. God help her if Tom pushed her into doing more of all of that this evening. She would be walking funny and having to call into work sick.

The idea made her grin as she rolled back over and dozed off as she waited for her turn in the bathroom.
 
Darel was anything but a morning person. He was always late leaving for work, and after such an eventful night it was even worse. He barely had time for any breakfast at all. Tom on the other hand was much better at waking up. He was waiting for Darel in the kitchen, with a fresh pot of coffee.

"Hey, sleepy head! You'll be late again!" Tom smiled at him.

"I know, I know, I hate mornings..." he grinned and sipped some well deserved coffee.

"I hope you slept well though!"

"Oh yeah, like a baby. I don't remember waking up at all during the night!" Darel continued the insipid conversation. "What about you? Was the bed OK?"

"Oh, perfect, I can get used to this" Tom grinned.

"Hahaha. I'm sure you can. So could I, actually, it's really good to have you here!" Darel smiled with a funny look on his face. "Kate is coming down soon, if we won't be gone by then. She likes relaxed mornings!"
 
When Kate's own alarm went off she moaned and quickly switched it off. With a long stretch, she found herself smiling, her body hurting in places she didn't know had existed until last night. Laughing to herself, she slid out of bed and began her morning routine.

The hot spray of the shower woke her up, easing her soreness and making her sigh. Oh yes! She was ready to face the day and see what the rest of the day would bring.

Humming, she moved through, dressing with care after doing her makeup and hair and slipping on a rather modest pair of flats. The heels from the night before had left her feet sore...but what fun!

With her hair twisted up and out of the way, she left her bedroom, inhaling the scent of fresh coffee. Bless Tom! She knew it hadn't been Darel because he was always in too much of a rush. She could used to having him around on a more permanent level.

That struck her as a little odd and gave her pause. What an odd thought. Pursing her lips, she mulled that one over as she went to fetch herself a fresh cup of brew before heading to work.
 
Darel and Tom arrived at work in separate cars, but made it on time, which was unusual for Darel. The work day was going to be packed with lots of meetings and difficult projects that required their full attention. Even lunch would have to be cut short. This actually turned out to be a good thing, since it provided both Tom and Darel, but especially Darel with the time he needed to think about something else, and gain some perspective. What had happened the day before needed to be processed with a clearer mind, and for that there was a need for some time to pass without thinking about it. It needed to rest for a bit. Hard work was the perfect avenue for accomplishing just that.

There were occasional smiles and winks from time to time, but nothing more. Darel and Tom were very, very dedicated to their work. It wasn't just a job for them; it was a passion, and they did it well. The company they worked for was on the forefront of computer programming, and they were involved head on in developing new projects and thinking creatively about new systems and approaches. This is probably why they could have done what they had done the day before.

But towards the end of the work day, Darel really felt the need to get some space and think about what had happened. He needed to make some kind of sense of it. It was going to be very difficult to find that space however...
 
With the morning behind her, Kate spent her lunch at the grocery store, getting a few things to put together for the boys. They couldn't live on take out alone and she knew that Tom would appreciate a home cooked meal. So with all her ingredients stored in the office fridge for safe keeping until she returned home, she spent the remaining of the day filling things away and making the last of the business calls that needed to be handled.

Her mind kept swirling about the evening before. It felt strangely...natural to have Tom around and part of their lives. But in all reality - could they truly live that way and would Tom even want to? Pre-occupied with her work schedule and random thoughts, time flew by until Kate found herself driving home.

In the comfort of the home that she and Darel had built together and made their own, she kicked off her shoes, slid off her jacket and unbuttoned part of her blouse, getting comfortable. Padding to the kitchen, she went to work on dinner, putting on some music as she started super and pondered what the evening would bring.
 
When Darel and Tom finally finished work, they each got into their cars, Tom telling Darel he'll be needs to make a detour to check on his parents - 'if they didn't burn the house down'.

Darel drove home in a hurry, quite anxious to get there as soon as possible. He tried to gather his thoughts before going in the house, but his brain refused to process any information regarding what had happened the day before. It was too much to think about, and he was a little tired after work. He decided he will leave that for later, and tried to focus on the joy of seeing Kate soon.

He pulled in the driveway and got out of his car, making his way to the door when Jack, the neighbor passed by and said hello with a funny look on his face. Darel was too tired to notice, so he just said hello back and got into his house.

"Honey, I'm hooooome!" he shouted with a funny smile on his face.
 
Kate grinned at the sound of Darel returning and slip the pan she was sauteing in to the back burner and wiped her hands, moving to greet him. Beaming, she met him half way, walking into his waiting arms as she tip toed and met his mouth with her own. "Mmmmmm...hey baby. I missed you." She purred softly and gave him a squeeze.

Gazing up into his handsome face, she smoothed his hair with her fingers and enjoyed the warmth of his embrace a moment longer. "You look tired. Long day? I was just cooking stir fry for dinner."

Tugging him into the kitchen, she handed him a glass of chilled white wine and leaned casually against the kitchen counter. "Might be early to bed for you. Or maybe a strong cup of coffee." She teased softly.
 
He always enjoyed being greeted like that, ever since marrying Kate.

"Haha. No coffee for me! And no bed either! I'll be fine! Besides, it just occurred to me: why are you always cooking and me coming home to 'Honey I'm hooooome!' and you doing stuff for me? This is not fair! I gotta learn how to cook! I really do!" he said and smiled, admiring her in action. "I'm just too lazy, that's the problem!" he smiled with resignation and took a sip of wine.

It suddenly hit him as he looked at her, that nothing changed as far as he was concerned. He didn't feel differently about Kate; he loved her just the same, if not more. He admired her more than ever. Did anything actually change?

"Tom's gonna be a little late, he's checking up on his folks, making sure they didn't tidy up his house!" he said with satisfaction.
 
She laughed softly, shaking her head. "God forbid that would happen!! They might find things that they would rather not." Turning back to the stove, she continued to prepare the meal, liking how he hung around her while she busied herself, his presence always a comfort.

"You know I love taking care of you, baby." She told him honestly, her eyes soft and loving, planting another kiss on his lips as she turned to fetch a bowl. "But if you ever want to cook, I won't complain. But take out works just as well."

Giggling, she handed him the bowl, taking his glass. "But you could also empty a bag of salad that is in the fridge and grab the dressing. I'm sure you can handle that."
 
He grinned at her request.

"Ummm... salad? That's the green floppy stuff, right?" he laughed and grabbed a salad bag out of the fridge. "Now what, olive oil? Feta cheese? Olives?" he asked with a smug smile.

The door bell rang.

"That's Tom, I think!" Darel said and left the salad bag on the counter, rushing to the door.

"Honey, I'm home!" Tom grinned at Darel.

"Shut up! You can't fuck EVERYONE in this house!" he said and pulled him in. "Dumbass...!"

Tom walked into the kitchen with a big bouquet of roses and handed them to Kate, giving her a sweet kiss on her lips.

"That looks weird... He's like... me..." Darel thought to himself.

"Hello gorgeous. Whatcha' cookin'?" he smiled as he took her in his arms.
 
She was swept away for the second time that evening and it felt rather nice, if not a little strange. Both men certainly were affectionate and she was soaking it all up with a laugh and smile. "Oh Tom, there are so pretty. Thank you." She gushed and kissed him back, giving him a big squeeze in return.

"Oh it's nothing...just a little stir fry. Darel was being my helping and putting the salad together until you rang." She giggled, poking her tongue out playfully. "You know you don't have to ring the doorbell when you live here, Tom."

A soft rosy blush graced her cheeks as she found one of her vases and settled the flowers in it with some water and Darel joined them. "Why don't you two set the table and we'll eat. I think dinner is just about ready."

Glancing over, she took a moment to admire the two of them, the sight making her heart flutter and swell more than she could have imagined. With an inner sigh, she smiled to herself, feeling silly. She couldn't very well end up with both of them for always.
 
The guys did as they were told, like two good boys that they were. Setting up the table in the dining room suddenly reminded Darel of the night before.

"Flowers? Really?" Darel poked.

"Roses!"

"Yeah, no shit! Are you trying to upstage me?" he continued while setting the table.

"I don't HAVE to try!" Tom grinned.

"You think she's thinking she has double vision?" Darel giggled like a schoolboy.

"Yeah... maybe..." Tom chuckled at Darel's suggestion.

"Hey, can we have dinner without tits flogging, please?" Darel continued in the same tone.

"Ummmm... no. Tits will be flogged!"

"Can I flog yours?" Darel replied breaking out laughing.
 
Kate soon entered the dining area with steaming plates of food, smiling at the boys as they took them from her hands and set them at the table. Darel was soon pulling out her seat and Tom grinned as he settled in his and topped off Kate's wine glass.

"A girl could get used to this...two men pampering her. It's kind of nice." She teased, taking a sip of her drink.

Everyone shared a chuckle as food was passed around and Kate sighed, feeling comfortable and relaxed. "So is your house spick and span?" She asked Tom, who once again groaned at the mention of his parents.

"Yes...I do believe my mother even polished the floors and dusted the ceiling. The woman has some deep seeded issues with cleanliness."

Kate let out a snort, "I think you just have an aversion to being tidy."

He slanted her a naughty little grin, "I didn't hear you complaining about my dirty habits last night."

She almost choked on her wine and Darel let out a little whoop of laughter. "Touche. You get that one."
 
Darel couldn't believe how comfortable he felt with Tom sitting with them for dinner. It just felt natural. This was true perhaps because they were such old friends, and that there was a very clear sense of trust between them. This kind of trust is build over many years and common experiences. He was watching the banter between Kate and Tom with amusement and a strange sense of relaxation.

"You're OK in here, Tom, you can be as untidy as you want!" Darel smiled. "I'm sure Kate will be more than happy to clean you up!" he continued with a smirk.

"Gee, thanks, I'm sure Kate is over the moon about that..." Tom responded, enjoying the food in front of him. "In the mean time, I'm loving this stir fry. Yumm!"

"Don't tell me you could also get used to this!" Darel grinned, sneaking a peek at Kate, watching her reactions.

"Oh, I definitely could! How cool would this be, if I lived here all the time? Like a third wheel or something!" he said and broke out laughing.
 
Kate laughed, "If I have to pick up after Tom, I'd probably have to hire on a maid to help me keep up." She teased back and gave Tom a playful nudge under the table with one of her bare feet.

She was enjoying the comradery between all three of them, loving that he was enjoying her food and pleased that Darel seemed to have been mimicking her sentiments when she'd entertained the thought of him living with them.

"Oh I don't think you'd be much of a third wheel Tom. We seem to have come up with a healthy balance already." She quipped, her own eyes glancing at Darel. "Just to think...clean home, home made meals, all the sex you could want...sounds like one sweet deal to me."

Giggling, she slid her foot along Darel's leg now, taking a bite of her food and looking all too casual about it all.
 
Tom sighed deeply.

"Ohhhh, yesss... That would be fantastic..."

Darel smiled with the corner of his mouth, surprising himself thinking how that would actually work, his mind going all over the place.

"Yeah, I think that would work for me too...," he began, "I mean, I wouldn't have to be the only one satisfying my insatiable slut wife, I can just go golfing knowing there's a man in the house - who's probably fucking my wife, but hey, there's a price to pay for everything..." he said and took another bite of food.

"Are you done?" Tom asked amused.

"No, I don't think so... maybe... I'll tell you later..." he mumbled.

"And what happens if she decides she likes me more than she likes you?" Tom asked, biting the bullet.

"Hey, she's free to like whomever she wants. She's a free human being. I can't tell her she has to like me just because we're married. I mean... I hope she likes me..." he said smiling at Kate.

OOC:

Just noticed I'm a guru now. Hahaha! I like that...
 
Kate watched with interest as the two men discussed the situation back and forth. Insatiable slut wife? Her eye brows rose and a small amused smile played on her lips as she ate. They had come a ways!

The idea of Tom taking care of business while Darel enjoyed a game of golf made her tingle, but of course she still liked him. What a silly goose. She loved the man!

Giggling, she slid away from her seat and went to him, sliding onto his lap and winding her arms around his neck. "I think I like you, maybe just a little bit." She teased softly, kissing his lips softly, her eyes sparkling. "
 
Darel kissed her back and then, in a silly mood, he turned to Tom and stuck his tongue at him, making him laugh.

"Of course she likes you, dumbass, what normal husband would allow his wife to fuck his best friend like that?" Tom grinned.

"I see... Hm... so I'm not normal now..."

"Of course not. You're a freak!" he said with a funny face. "That's why I love you, man!"

"You hear that? I'm a freak!" Darel turned to Kate and smiled with satisfaction, kissing her deeply while caressing her leg.
 
Her laughter died as his kiss depend and moaned into his mouth. When they finally broke apart, her body was flushed and warm all over, her naughty bits tingling to life. "Well, you're my freak and I like you just the way you are. And Tom loves you too, so see? We make one big happy, freaky family." She teased, a little breathless.

"In any case..." She added, slipping off his lap after pressing her bottom more firmly into his growing erection. "There is cheesecake to be had, so I'm going to go fetch that. But first, the ladies room beckons. So you two be good and I"ll be right back."

With a flirty grin, she moved away, vanishing into the other room to where the guest bathroom was located. Once inside, she took care of business and then took a moment to collect herself. Already feeling needed, she washed her hairs, cooled off her glowing face and shook her head in disbelief. This certainly was turning out to be more than she ever expected.
 
"Mmm... cheesecake, yum!" Tom licked his lips.

"Oh yeah! Cheesecake good!"

"Tom like cheesecake!"

"Mmm... cheesecake, yum!" Darel concluded the rant and they both broke laughing.

"Why are we laughing? This is not funny at all!" Tom protested.

"I know!" Darel agreed, still laughing, "We must be talking about something other than cheesecake!"

"Oh, I know what you mean... that is even yummier..." Tom said with a melancholic look on his face.

"How often do you have sex in an average week?" Darel asked out of nowhere.

"What? How often I... Geez, where did that come from?"

"Just tell me."

"Gosh, I dunno... it depends on the week... how busy i am..."

"How often, dammit?" Darel insisted.

"Not that often actually... I don't have a steady girlfriend..." Tom said, looking down in an uncharacteristic defeatist manner.

"I thought so... Then how the fuck can you prevent arriving early???"

"That's my secret. I'm not proud of it, so it is a secret!" Tom said, refusing to give in. "How often do you guys fuck?"

"Every other day at least!" Darel said smiling.

"Lucky bastard! Now I know why she wants more!" Tom grinned moving his head away to avert a tissue missile launched by Darel.
 
Returning to the kitchen, Kate pulled the cheesecake from the fridge, then took a moment to pour the sweet strawberry mix over the top of it. This was definitely one of her favorite treats and when she returned to present it to the boys, they were all oooos and aaaaahs, which made her smile.

"Don't expect this every night, but I thought you both deserved a little something extra for all the fun we had together...and for Darel being so...hmmmm...freaky." She giggled and planted a big smooch on his cheek.

"Hey, what about me?!" Tom whined playfully, earning his own smooch on the cheek, then making Kate gasp as he reached around and gave her bottom a swift smack.

The rubbed the spot and gave him a mock glare. "Be sweet."

"But I am. I plan on kissing it better later."

She laughed out loud at that, "Well in that case, I forgive you."
 
They all sat to enjoy the desert, smiling at each other, trying to think what they would do that evening. There was however a sense of relaxation in the room, as none of them rushed to make any suggestions. They were enjoying the moment, looking at each other, simply enjoying the company.

"This is nice!" Darel broke the silence after awhile.

"Yes, it is! It's very nice!" Tom agreed, smiling at Darel and then at Kate.

"So what do you guys want to do today?" Darel asked while savoring his desert.

"Hm... I'm not sure, to be honest. What would you like to do, Kate?" Tom asked, looking at her.
 
"Well...um..." She began, rather eloquently and laughing at herself. "I hadn't given it too much thought to be honest. Most of my day has been busy and the moments I stopped to think, I thought of last night."

Licking her fork clean, she set it aside and relaxed into her seat with a sigh. "I ache in places I didn't know existed. I say we play it by ear and go with the flow. No need to rush or come up with a master plan. I rather like surprises anyway." She finished with a cheeky smile.

Standing up, she went to clear the table, when Tom brushed her hands away and stood up, giving her the first surprise of the evening. "Well then, sit down and let me clear this up for you."

Her eyes widened and a silly smile replaced her early grin. "Coffee in the morning, dishes cleared at night. Oh Darel." She said, pretending to swoon. "You may have competition after all!"
 
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