just so silly." Oh no. Did I insult them?
Damien eyed Hunter.
Jessica stood up as soon as she realized she was naked on the hotel carpet. She nearly blacked out, but her equilibrium righted itself in time.
Hunter offered, "We're here to pleasure you. Let us know what your tiniest wish is and we'll launch you to the stars."
Jessica was glad the clouds had so expediently moved in front of the moon and the room had darkened considerably. She hoped they couldn't see her withholding another giggle.
She sat on the bed, and scooted in between the two men. "Guys, I'm a plain vanilla girl. As far as erotic delights, I enjoy one man, a little foreplay, missionary sex, then a great afterglow nap."
Hunter said, "But you deserve so much more. You can have double your pleasure. He plumped her breast and gently kissed the nipple to turgidness. Damien lowered his lips on its twin. She lay back and smiled as they suckled. Maybe they were onto something. But she hardly knew Hunter, and Damien was an axe murderer for all she knew.
Someone's hand slipped down to her curly hair as she sat up, pulling away.
"I'm sorry, fellas, but I'm just not the ménage a trois kinda girl."
Hunter said, "Relax, we'll show you how."
"I hardly know you and I've never even seen him with his clothes on. How do you guys know each other? What is your last name Damien? And what do you do for a living?"
"Damien and I were in the Air Force together. Stationed at the base of a glacier in Alaska."
"I'm a personal trainer now." said Damien.
I'm no fool. I know that was a Navy uniform Hunter had on. What's their game? Jessica's mind wandered to cheesecake. Real yummy cheesecake with a graham cracker crust and cherries on top. With a side of chocolate chip ice cream. "Can we order dessert?"
Damien reached for the phone. "Sure. What would you like?"
"Tell them to send up one of each."
He did.
"So what did you guys do on the glacier?" I'll play along with this delicious charade.
She tried to listen as Hunter spewed forth military lingo and Damien interjected memorable incidents of helicopters missing the landing sites.
"So what did you guys do on your down time, in between heroic adventures?"
Hunter said, "Watched porn videos."
Damien seemed to grin.
"And waited for female airmen to fly in and console your neglected members?"
"No female pilots on that mission."
"So you guys are gay. That explains a lot."
Damien snapped, "No. Not at all. We love breasts and vaginas."
My, isn't he formal . "So you guys watched close ups of women doing men and other women, and then what?"
A knock on the door sent Hunter to answer, wrapping the bedspread around him as he left.
Damien kissed her. Not a gentle friendly kiss, but full-on explosive tongue action. This talk was evidently turning him on. He moaned as both hands worked her breasts, kneading them and rubbing the nipples roughly with his thumbs.
Oh, yeah . This was just the kind of lovemaking Jessica liked. But wait, he was kissing her other lips, too. But how could that be?
She reached her hand down and felt Hunter's hair. She tried to pull away and sit up, but the men held their ground. Held her down. Damien took both of her wrists in one hand and held them over her head as he kissed her deeper.
She alternated concentrating on her mouth and her writhing lower half. Too many sensations. Delicious sensations. As Hunter flicked his tongue, serpent like, down below, she was embarrassed to smell her juices. Damien pulled both nipples into one hand and rubbed them vigorously as he continued to devour her mouth. Once Hunter switched from flicking to sucking, she knew the point of no return had arrived. Squeezing his head between her thighs, she bucked as she rode her wave to nirvana. Damien pulled away to hear the scream as he suckled and lightly bit a nipple.
Jessica opened her eyes and wiggled away from them. The clouds had passed by the moon, for she could see her lovers. Gods. "I may be dreaming, but don't wake