Part 8 (1/2)

By the time they reached the club, Mel was wondering if shed rushed into this. When Marcia practically tackled her at the front door and took her outside again, she knew shed been set up.

Well?

Mel stared at her. There wasnt an electrical problem, was there?

Marcia waved it away. Theyre nice, theyre employed, theyre single.

You set me up.

Are you complaining? Youre going to be single. Youre a hardworking, gainfully employed, non-psychotic woman who needs friends, if nothing else. Right?

Marcia couldnt argue with that logic. True.

Okay, then. Im tired of seeing those guys look lonely. Theyre nice guys. Youre a nice woman. If something happens, great. The worst that happens is you eventually move out again once your divorce is final. Right?

You need to fess up to them.

Are we moving you tomorrow? Marcia looked altogether too hopeful.

Why are you so eager to get rid of me? Before, you said you were happy to have me living with you.

Sure, until I saw how you looked playing with them that first night. Both them, and you, lookedchanged. Thats the only way I can describe it. Ive seen them play before, and Ive never seen them look the way they looked playing with you. It was like lightning hit all three of you. The good kind of lightning.

The guys stepped outside. Is everything okay, Mel? Carl asked.

Mel crossed her arms and glared at her friend. Tell them.

Fine! Marcia turned. Yes, I set the three of you up. Happy?

Instead of being upset, the men laughed. Told you, Don said to Carl. To Marcia, he said, You are not sneaky like Eliza and Tilly. It was all over your face. I hope you dont play poker. Yes, were still happy to have her move in, but none of the three of us are going to promise you anything. You, however, have to let us live our lives. Deal?

Marcia frowned. This s.h.i.+t looks so d.a.m.n easy when Tilly and Eliza do it.

Don hugged her. Theyre a lot sneakier than you are, thats why. And theyre both more toppy than you are.

Marcia turned back to her. I really do vouch for these two. Please? Justgive it a chance?

Were play partners, Don told her. Weve already talked about her listing an under protection designation with us on FetLife because of creepers. But were adults. Let us get to know each other as friends and play partners before you and Loren start planning a d.a.m.n wedding or something, all right? She might hate our guts after a month.

Fine, Marcia said. But, listen, in all seriousness, if it doesnt work out, you can move back in with us. Promise me to give it a couple of weeks though, please?

Okay, Mel said. Deal. Just no more fiendish plots, all right?

Deal.

When Mel played with the men that night, they did rope bondage, spanking”this time including a paddle shed handpicked from Dons implement bag”and over-the-panties o.r.g.a.s.m play.

One thing she couldnt help but notice about a lot of the other women was that they shaved completely baredown there.

Embarra.s.sing question, she said.

Considering she was already tied up and facedown over Dons lap meant it was a little embarra.s.sing to start with. Sure.

Itrim down there. Should I completely shave it?

Youre not our submissive, Don said. We wont order you to do that.

If you did have a say in it?

Carl shrugged. Are you saying youre giving us a say?

Yeah. Im not playing with anyone but you guys.

Then I say shave it. You might feel less self-conscious when you eventually feel comfortable playing completely naked.

Ditto, Don said.

Okay. She started to relax, then lifted her head again. Can I call you guys Sir?

Don sat her up and leveled his blue gaze at her. What are you asking of us?

She took a deep breath. Look, I know were not in a relations.h.i.+p. But while Im trying to figure out my future, and get the divorce out of the way, itd be nice to have some breathing room and not have a fresh meat sign on my head, so to speak. If you two are okay with it.

The men exchanged a glance, nodding to each other.

Okay, Don said. For the purpose of play, and on FetLife, you can say youre our submissive. If you want, well add you to our profiles, too. But not collared.

Relief flowed through her.

The irony didnt escape her that she wanted to be free from Mike, and yet have the invisible barrier of protocol around her to give her breathing room.

Thank you. I really appreciate it, Sir.

Don grinned. I could really get used to you calling me that.

Me, too, Carl said.

Mel awoke the next morning with a sore a.s.s and a light heart. Theyd given her h.e.l.laciously good o.r.g.a.s.ms, followed by the best part”aftercare.

Snuggling and talking.

And they reiterated that their living arrangement did not include s.e.x, although they could discuss playing at home after shed settled in.