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explosive goodnight while Jenny watched.  
    Now it’s me and Jenny, while her girlfriend is staring.  
    Leigh smiles at us both, patient as Jenny fondles my breasts.  
    She turns to Leigh. My hand slithers between her legs. Leigh pulls her lacy top to her waist. Mine is already there.  
    I wake each morning excited, thrilled to find Richard beside me. Most mornings we fuck. This morning, I woke up sticky enough to glaze a dozen donuts, in need of the women beside me.  
    Richard said I had feelings to sort. That I had to figure out who I was. I said I knew plenty. Turns out I didn’t.  
    Now I’m on my knees and naked, facing Leigh, about to kiss her.
    Jenny says, “You two first.”  
    I’m flushed with excitement, again struck by Leigh’s body: its beauty, and how much I love looking at it. She opens her mouth, inviting my tongue. I slip it between her lips as Jenny’s hand falls between Leigh’s legs.  
    My asshole flexes. My pussy pulses. I watch Jenny rubbing Leigh and need someone to touch me.  
    I pull back and gather long hair behind my thin neck. Leigh leans and takes my breast in her mouth. The girlfriends meet at my body to share. Leigh’s on my right, and Jenny on my left. Leigh’s leaning against the headboard, on all fours, hovering over Jenny’s stacked legs. Each is mouthing a tit. I’m leaning back, eyes closed, grabbing my ankles and nudging my body up to get more of me into their mouths.  
    Jenny lets us kiss, like she has all night.  
    Her fingers are brushing my middle as I French kiss her girlfriend. My tongue swims in Leigh’s mouth, tasting what I tasted through the second half of yesterday, all night, in my dreams once I found them, and early enough in my waking to keep most of my thoughts from reaching for Richard.  
    Leigh leans back. Jenny and I fall at her breasts as if ordered.  
    “Mmmm,” she moans. “That feels so good. More of that.”  
    I can hear Jenny sucking, hard like I am, and can see her flicking her tongue at Leigh’s pink, stone-hard nipple. I palm Leigh’s pussy, rubbing it back and forth. Soon I’ll be dipping a finger.  
    “Lie down,” Jenny whispers to Leigh.  
    Leigh smiles at her lover and lays on the bed. “Now you,” Jenny says, turning to me and pointing at her other lover. “Kiss her.”  
    I lie beside Leigh, sideways, and kiss her as she wraps an arm backward behind my head. The other is splayed on the bed beside her.  
    Leigh parts her legs. Jenny goes between them.  
    Leigh seems in heaven, eyes closed and mouth moaning. Her head is lolled back. I sweep her body with my hands, across her breasts, pinching nipples as I pass, down to her stomach and back up her torso. Everywhere .  
    Leigh’s fingers are curled in my hair, lightly tugging. I can tell she’s trying not to tug harder.  
    “Suck this one,” Leigh orders me, squeezing her tit from the bottom and practically shoving it into my mouth.  
    I say, “Only if you stick your fingers in my pussy.”
    Her hands are already there.  
    Her fingers dip into my waiting hole as I fall to her breast. I moan around her nipple. She moans louder above me. I suck her tit hard, pulling the nipple into my mouth, teasing it between my teeth. I bite it, then playfully growl. She whimpers, curling her fingers inside me as I go to kiss her.  
    Leigh makes a sound — a tiny high-pitched squeal — before turning toward Jenny, who launches herself against Leigh’s mouth. I watch how they kiss and get wetter.  
    Their softness makes me squirm, thinking of Richard.  
    I must be patient, give them their turn. Jenny came home pissed. The door exploded open. Leigh and I lurched up together, and practically fell from the bed.
    Jenny yelled, “What the fuck, Leigh?”  
    Her pale, pink skin was bright-red from blushing. Her eyes were on fire.  
    “Wait!” Leigh cried out. “It’s not what you think!”
    “What the fuck do you mean, it’s not what I think!?” Jenny had screamed.