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upstairs?” asked Tasha, taking a sip
of wine for courage.
    Sawyer didn’t speak as he took the tie from Mack and moved
toward her. She sat in her favorite wingback chair. He tilted up her head and
proceeded to kiss her thoroughly. “We’re going to do this right here. I want
you to spread your legs over the sides of this chair and make yourself come for
us. But first we’re going to play with you and you have to guess whose hands
are on you.”
    Sweet Jesus. Tasha squirmed with unbridled desire.
What he asked was a fantasy she’d had for years. She’d be in control but
knowing two men were watching her play with herself was so provocative she
almost jumped off the chair.
    “I love the idea of watching you come, hon,” said Mack. “I
wonder if you’ll be able to tell whose hands are touching you.”
    “Want to make a bet?” asked Sawyer.
    Mack looked at Sawyer. “I’m pretty confident my wife will know
my fingers.”
    “Then be the man and name your price.”
    “Hot damn, you’re on. Money or something else?”
    “I’m going for the something else,” said Sawyer, rubbing his
cock.
    Mack took a sip of his wine and Tasha used
the opportunity to take another sip and light one of the candles in the living
room. The scent from the candle was her favorite—patchouli. She’d let the guys
work out this arrangement but secretly she wondered if she’d be able to tell
whose fingers were touching her.
    “Name your something else,” said Mack.
    “You sure about that?” asked Sawyer, which made Mack pause.
    Mack nodded. Sawyer grinned. Then he turned and took a sip
of his wine and looked at her. He moved closer and undid the first tie on her
nightie.
    “If I win I get to fuck your pretty little wife on my own.”
    “Fuck,” said Mack.
    Sawyer turned toward his friend. “You normally state the rules
upfront and you didn’t this time but if it makes you uncomfortable…”
    “No, I’m in and you’re right. Normally, Tasha, we list all
the rules. Sawyer pulled the ace card. If he wins are you okay with him taking
you on your own?”
    Win? Tasha didn’t think she could lose with this bet. “I’m
game.”
    “And I’m trusting you to win,” said Mack. That edge to his
voice turned her on.
    She nodded. Using the necktie as a blindfold, Sawyer expertly
covered her eyes. Her senses immediately jumped to life. Sawyer stepped back
and she had to rely on her hearing to sense movement. Someone grabbed her hands
and hauled her up out of the chair. The hands seemed to be Mack’s but she
wasn’t sure. Standing upright with her eyes covered was disorienting. Someone’s
lips brushed hers and she leaned forward only to give a yelp when someone’s
mouth latched onto her right nipple. The sheer fabric did nothing to stop her
ache as she felt the wetness of a mouth suck on her breast. Using her hands,
she attempted to bring her breasts up but someone’s hand locked hers in place.
    “No touching us. We sample you.” That commanding voice
belonged to her husband.
    “We’re both going to take turns touching you and when we’re
done tell us who was the first and the second. But we’re not kissing your
lips—that would be a dead giveaway. We’re going to wait a few minutes and then
begin the game.”
    “Tell me you understand,” demanded Mack.
    “I understand,” said Tasha. Her heart raced. The scent from
the candle permeated the living room and sweet anticipation curled like warm
water throughout her body.
    Someone’s fingers undid the tie on her teddy, completely
exposing her breasts. Her belly quivered when questing fingers latched onto her
thong. She thought for a second he’d remove it but instead hands forced her
legs to open more and she cursed with pleasure when a tongue lapped at her
pussy. He licked around her G-string and it set her on fire. Then he pushed the
fabric of the G-string into her cunt so her pebbled nub rode it hard and all
the while his tongue played her pussy. Barely able to stand,