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Is Three Company or a Crowd?

It has been over 2 months since the last time I posted. I had no ideas on what to do next and no desire to write. Last week, an idea hit me for this section. Do I know what's going to happen next? No idea. Do I think it will be another 2 months before I come out with another part? Again, no idea. I hope you all enjoy this section.

Part 13

            You sat outside your dads’ house in your car trying to get the energy to go inside.  Since your firing, you had spent the last three weeks in whoever’s house you all had decided to stay at that week either sleeping, crying or rage cleaning.  You tried to go on dates with the guys, but always found a way to cancel last minute and just stay home.  There was practically no physical affection between the three of you unless you fell asleep on one of the guys, which typically was Matt.  You would cook meals for everyone but only take a few bites then get up and leave the table and wouldn’t come back until the guys finished eating to clean up.  You knew this was killing your relationship with then, but you were so deep in your depression that you couldn’t give them anymore than you were.  The shower you took this morning was the first one you had taken in four days and you spent the first twenty minutes of it just sitting on the shower floor crying.  You didn’t even dry your hair, just put it in wet, braided pigtails and threw on a pair of Skeet’s grey sweatpants and Matt’s navy Life of Chuck sweatshirt.  You sat, just staring out at nothing, trying to make yourself move when there was a small knock at your driver’s side window.  You slowly looked over at Mark giving you a small smile.  You let out a sigh and got out of the car.

            “Hi Daddy.” You softly said.

            “Hey baby!  Want to come inside?”  Mark said as he closed your driver’s door after you got out.

            “No.”  You replied as you followed him in the house.  John walked up and opened his arms for a hug, but you kept walking until you got to the living room.  There was an oversized red chair that you had loved since they bought it when you were ten.  You sat in the chair, pulled your legs up to your chest and covered yourself with the blanket that laid over the back.  Mark and John sat on the couch across from your chair and gave you time to just sit in silence.  After a moment, you blinked your eyes a few times then looked over at John.  “Hi Poppa.  I’m sorry I didn’t hug you.”

            John smiled at you.  “It’s okay Katy Kat.”  He looked over at Mark then back to you.  “How have you been holding up these last few weeks?”

            You shrugged and looked down at your knees.  “Honestly, pretty shitty.  I’m jobless and the gossip of all the social media platforms.  I’m a worthless friend, girlfriend, daughter…”  You wiped a tear from your cheek.  “All I do is cry, sleep and clean.  The guys won’t let me use my savings to pay my bills, so I get to add mooch to my resume.  Anytime I try to job hunt, people already know about what’s going on and won’t speak to me.  I’m too much of a ‘liability’ right now.”  You did air quotes then tucked yourself back into the blanket.  “I’ve even done some looking at other states, but this time of year is not when spirit coaches are quitting or retiring.  I’m tired of being useless.  I’m just tired.”

            Mark cleared his throat.  “I know it’s been tough and I know us asking you to stay away from a while hasn’t helped.”  You shook your head but never looked up from your knees.  “Your Poppa and I have been talking and we think it’s time for us to fully retire and leave the studio to you, if you want it.”

            John nodded.  “It’s not the same with you gone.  Kids are constantly asking when you’ll be back.  Your private lessons have all refused to use a different teacher.  We even have your teen competition team refuse to dance at Nationals without you.”

            You let a small smile creep on your face before it dropped back off.  “What about the mom who threatened to sue?”

            “Ugh!”  Mark groaned.  “She has been running her mouth nonstop and I finally got fed up and kicker her and her kid out of the studio.  We refunded her the prepaid monthly dues along with her costume fees and told her to go find a new studio.  Her daughter will be missed but we can’t have someone like that ruin what all three of us have built.”

            You made a clicking sound with your tongue then rolled your eyes.  “So, you are losing money and you want me back?”  You raised your eyebrow then looked at Mark, then John, then back to Mark.  “No apology for abandoning me.  No wish to be around your daughter.  You just want me to bring back business to the studio.”

            Both guys shook their heads no.  Mark spoke.  “We should have never told you to stop coming to the studio.  We should have stood behind you.”

            John interrupted.  “We thought we were saving you from additional harassment, but we were wrong.”  John looked down at his lap.  “I am sorry.  Your Daddy and I are both sorry.”

            You nod as tears stream down your face.  You don’t even bother to wipe them.  “I’m sorry.  I never meant for my personal life to affect your business.  I should have known better.  And you don’t have to retire and give me the studio.  It’s your baby.”

            “You are our baby too.  Plus, we have wanted to retire for a while, but didn’t want to hand over the studio to anyone but you.”  Mark looked over at John and held his hand.  “We were going to hold out as long as we could and hope you would step down or at least step back at USC before we told you our plans.”

            “If you are willing to take over, we have a plan to make the transition smooth.”  John smiled at you.

            “What?”

            “So,” John happily tapped his feet, “we would have you come in now and teach you all the back-office things you don’t know yet while you pick back up your private lessons and the competition practices.  Then this summer you would run the studio with all it’s camps, but with us still involved and by fall season it would be all yours and we would be on a cruise to Alaska enjoying our retirement.”

            You let out a small laugh.  “Alaska?  You are telling me two born and bred SoCal boys want to go on a cruise into the cold?”  You shook your head.  “I would really like to be back at the studio, but I’ll be honest, I don’t know if running the studio is my dream.  I really loved my time at USC and the name I had built for myself.”  You shrugged out of the blanket.  “I don’t know if I ever will get that back.”  You wiped your cheeks.  “You both are long overdue for a retirement full of fun and travel.  I would be honored to take over the reigns of the studio from you.”  You looked up and smiled at your dads.

            “Great!”  Mark clapped.  “Meet us at the studio at 10am on Monday and we will start the training and transitioning.”

            You got up and hugged both of your dads.  “Thank you for believing in me.”

            “Anything for our Katy Kat.”  John smiled.  “And when you own the studio, you can have as much sex in your office as you want and no one can fire you for it.”

            You smacked John in the arm.  “Poppa!”  You all laughed.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

I unfortunately don't know what happens after this part. This part's idea hit me and was a breeze to write, but I don't know where this is going after here. It might be a bit until I have another part out. Hope you enjoy.

Part 12

            It was a surprisingly cold, late February afternoon.  Both guys had nothing on their schedules, so they planned to do a big house cleaning of your house while you were at work.  Knowing that Nationals for both your teams was just about a month and a half away, the guys knew that you would be spending a lot of time up at the gym with very little personal time, so they wanted when you were home for it to be relaxing for you.  Skeet was in the kitchen scrubbing the counters while Matt was in the living room vacuuming, making it easy for them to not hear when you opened the front door.  You had a paper box in your hands with picture frames and a plant sticking out.  You walked into your kitchen and set the box down on the dining table.  The sound of the box hitting the table made Skeet jump, but once he saw it was you, a huge smile covered his face.

            “Hey beautiful!”  Skeet walked over to you and gave you a hug, but you stood there rigid.  “I didn’t expect you home for hours.”  The box and its contents caught Skeet’s eye.  “What’s up with that?”  Skeet pointed at the box.

            You never looked up at Skeet.  You just kept staring at the box.  “Where’s Matt?”  Your voice cracked.

            “He’s in the living room.”  Skeet put his finger under your chin to try to make you look at him, but you shook him off and walked into the living room with Skeet right behind you.  Skeet waved to get Matt’s attention.  He turned the vacuum off and both guys followed you to the couch.  You all sat in silence for a moment before Skeet asked, “Katy, what’s going on?”

            You took a deep breath and tried to speak but started crying instead.  Matt took your hand.  “Katy, you have to tell us what’s going on so we can know how to help you.”

            You shook your head and removed your hand from Matt’s as you went to wipe your face.  You opened your mouth and said, no louder than a whisper, “I just got fired.”

            Matt moved so he was sitting on the coffee table in front of you.  “What did you say?”

            You took another deep breath and cleared your throat then said a bit louder.  “I was fired from USC today.”

            “What?!?”

            “Oh my god, why?”

            You pulled all your hair over your left shoulder.  “I was called into the Athletic Director’s office and told I had breached the morality clause in my contract and was fired.”  The guys sat in stunned silence.  “There have been three reports of me having sex in my office with Matt, with one being turned in by one of my male cheerleaders that was caught masturbating to what he was watching.  On top of that, a mom from the dance studio turned in some pictures and videos of me with both of you to my AD.  One video was a TikTok from a fan of you both that also met me a few weeks ago at that con in Orlando who apparently asked all three of us about our bracelets and from the way we all answered, followed by her doing some investigation on Instagram, figured out that I was with both of you and that she thought we might be a throuple.  The AD told me they had been investigating me since the cheerleader got caught last week and the stuff the dance mom showed him was enough for him to take immediate action.”

            Matt looked at Skeet then down at his lap.  “I’m so sorry I got you in trouble.”

            You shook your head.  “You didn’t force me to have sex at work.  I made that choice.  What makes things worse, I called my dads to tell them and they already knew because the same mom came to them and threatened to sue if I stayed on staff.  They didn’t fire me, but told me to stay away from the studio for a while, possibly even the rest of this season.”

            Matt sat back on the couch next to you and pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around you as he tucked your head under his chin.  “We will get you through this.  We will do everything we can to help you out.  You will not be defined by this.”

            Skeet put a hand on your knee.  “What can we do right now to help?”  You shrugged your shoulders.  “How about I start you a hot bath?”  You nodded and Skeet got up to go upstairs, but stopped when he heard Matt speak.

            “I’ve got you baby.  You don’t have to be strong.  Just let yourself fall.  You are so good, so brave, so strong.  I saw how much you gave that job.  I saw how deep you went and now you don’t have to do anything else.”  Matt kissed the top of your head.  “You don’t have to hold yourself up anymore.  Let me hold you.  Let yourself melt into me baby.  This is where you’re safest because you are my love, aren’t you?”  You lightly nodded.  “We will figure this out and your next chapter will be even better.”  Matt kissed the top of your head again and gave you a tight hug.  “You know I love you and I will help make things better.”  You nodded again.  “Why don’t you go take that bath and stay in there as long as you want and when you’re ready to reemerge, I’ll be right here ready to hold you as tight as you need for as long as you need.”

            You looked up at Matt and gave him a small peck on the lips.  Skeet ran up the stairs to start your bath hoping he wouldn’t get caught listening in.  You got up from Matt’s lap and slowly went upstairs and into your bedroom.  You heard the water running and walked into the bathroom.  Skeet walked over to you to give you a hug, but you shrugged him off.  “Thank you for drawing me a bath, but I want to be alone right now.”  Skeet nodded and went back downstairs.

            He walked over to where Matt was still sitting.  “What are we going to do?  What can we do to help her?”

            Matt stood up.  “For now, we will be her strength and when she’s ready, we will do everything we can to either get her job back or get her a new one.  Until then, we keep her feeling loved and supported and we pay her bills while she’s out of work.”

            Skeet sighed.  “So, how many times have you had sex up at the gym?”

            Matt blushed.  “Three times, I think.  Maybe four.”

            “And people saw you but you didn’t see them?” Skeet asked.

            Matt nodded.  “I guess so.”

            Skeet shook his head.  “She wouldn’t even let me touch her yet you had her in your lap and your hands all over her.  What’s up with that?”

            “I don’t know.  I just did what felt right.”  Matt walked over to the vacuum.  “I’m just trying to show her support, especially since I am why she got fired.”

            “We are, not just you.” Skeet quipped.  “You are just the one who didn’t care that her office was all glass and needed to get your dick sucked right then.”

            Matt rolled his eyes.  “Dude, you’re telling me you never did anything in her office?”

            “No.”

            “Well…my intent wasn’t to get caught.”  Matt cleared his throat.  “We need to be a unified front for her, not digging at each other.”  Before Skeet could respond, Matt turned the vacuum back on and got back to work.  Skeet went back to the kitchen to finish up in there, the whole time stewing over Matt getting you fired and worried why you chose Matt’s touch over his.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

This is the first time I've ever written a threesome. I have never been in one myself, nor am I interested...unless it was with these two guys.

Part 11

            It was 10pm when Matt tried to, very quietly, open your front door.  He was home earlier than he had told you both he expected to be, but thought you and Skeet might already be in bed asleep and didn’t want to make a lot of noise and scare you or wake either of you up.  As he walked through the dark, quiet house, Matt saw two used wine glasses sitting by the sink.  He then heard a noise from upstairs, but assumed it was the TV.  When he headed upstairs he saw his bedside lamp was on in your bedroom.  As he walked towards the room, he heard Skeet say, “Look at my good girl.  All naked and excited just for me.”  Matt blushed and wanted to turn and walk away but was frozen in place.  “How badly do you want this?  Tell me.”  Skeet let out a growl and Matt gulped as he felt his dick starting to get hard.

            “I want you.” Your voice sounded so soft and airy.  “I need you inside me.”  Matt took a step forward, just enough so he could see your bare back and see part of Skeet’s body sitting on the bed.  Skeet reached out for you and once you were close enough, he grabbed you and pulled you into a deep kiss.  Matt took another step forward and was right in the doorway.  He saw all Skeet was wearing was his gym shorts.  You started kissing and nipping at Skeet’s neck.  He happened to open his eyes and saw Matt standing in the doorway, palming himself through his jeans.  Skeet smiled and did a head nod, inviting Matt in.  Matt’s cheeks turned bright red and he shook his head no.  Skeet again made a motion to come in and Matt sheepishly walked in and stood behind you.

            You felt the body behind you, but ignored it until Skeet said, “Before you get to have your fun, you need to undress our guest.”  You nodded and turned around to face the body behind you.  You smiled at Matt and reached up to kiss him.  You took off his glasses, hat and shirt then leaned into him to give his collarbone a small bite then licked his neck.  You unbuttoned his jeans and they fell off his hips.  Matt let out a moan when he felt a hand grab his dick and it took him a moment to grasp that it wasn’t your hands as they were on his chest.  He then heard you gasp and looked down to see Skeet’s other hand between your legs.  Skeet removed his fingers from inside you and put them up to Matt’s mouth.  “Katy tastes better than anyone I’ve ever been with.  Try her.”  Matt opened his mouth and used his tongue to remove all your juices off Skeet’s fingers.

            Matt licked his lips and locked eyes with you.  “I need a taste from the source.”  The three of you went back to the bed.  Matt laid you down while Skeet removed his shorts and sat next to you.  Matt got on his knees, put your legs on his shoulders and buried his face in your pussy as he took Skeet’s dick in one hand and slowly started pumping his cock.

            Both of you were moaning loudly when Skeet said, “It’s my turn.  I’d like a taste.”  He then grabbed Matt’s face, stuck his tongue down Matt’s throat and kissed him then traded spots with Matt, eating you out and jerking Matt off.  Skeet could tell you were getting close and hopped up and replaced his tongue with his dick and began pounding into you as he and Matt made out.  Watching the guys kissing sent you over the edge and your orgasm hit you like a freight train.  You were moaning so loudly that you grabbed Matt’s hand and put a finger in your mouth to suck and lick to keep your noises down.  Skeet’s orgasm hit and he filled you with his load while squeezing Matt’s dick.

            You felt empty when Skeet moved out of you, but the feeling was soon replaced by Matt.  “I can’t go again.” You begged, but Matt started pounding into you as Skeet played with your clit and it sent shockwaves all over your body.  You told Matt to hang on as you rearranged yourself so that you could suck Skeet’s dick while Matt fucked you from behind.  You could tell that Matt was close, so with every thrust, you bounced back into him, making him go even deeper.  Matt moved his hands from your waist to your shoulders, pulling you back just enough that Skeet’s dick fell out of your mouth.  After just a few more thrusts, Matt spilled his load.

            You all caught your breath and laid on the bed, you curled up on Matt’s chest with Skeet spooned up behind you.  Skeet kissed your shoulder then said, “That was the best threesome I’ve ever had.  I’m glad you came home early.”

            Matt blushed.  “I didn’t plan on joining in, but you two were way too hot together.”

            You kissed Matt’s chest.  “I knew this would happen one day and I’m glad it happened organically.  It would have never been that good pre-planned.”  You looked over your shoulder at Skeet and he kissed your forehead.  “And you two together are hot as fuck!”  Both guys blushed.  “Like, I kind of wanted to sit back and watch you both go at it.  I’m guessing all of that has never happened in your prior escapades before.”

            “Nope.  That’s the first time I’ve ever kissed a guy before.”  Matt said.  “I don’t think I’ll ever want to have sex with Skeet, no offense, but I am open to kissing him in a threesome setting.”

            Skeet chuckled.  “I’d suck your dick man, if it goes along with the current activity.”

            You smiled as you curled back up on Matt’s chest and reached behind you to grab Skeet’s hip and pull him closer against you.  “You two are both too hot for your own good.”  You let out a sigh.  “I love you both,” you said as you yawned.  The room was silent as you drifted off to sleep.  The guys then looked at each other amazed that you said you loved them for the first time.

            Skeet quietly asked, “Did you hear that?”  Matt nodded.  “Do you feel the same?”

            Matt nodded again.  “I love her so freaking much and my love for you has changed to a more romantic love over these past few months.”

            “Me too.”  Skeet agreed then laid back on the bed.  “Wow!”

            Matt kissed your forehead.  “Wow is an understatement.”

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

I have had this part written for over a week, but just couldn't find time to get it typed up and posted. Sorry it's been almost a month since my last post. :(

Part 10

            Matt’s house was all a buzz on a surprisingly cold Friday evening as the three of you got everything ready for the big family meal.  You all were nervous and wanted everything to look perfect.  Matt’s doorbell rang and all three of you froze for a moment before Matt went to open the door.

“Hello!  Come on in.”  Matt greeted your dads.  “I’m Matt and this is Skeet.”  Matt stuck his hand out to shake, as did Skeet.

            “I’m Mark and this is John.  It’s really nice to meet you both.”

            You walked over and hugged both of your dads.  “Did you have any trouble finding the place?”

            John handed you a bottle of wine.  “Not at all.”  He looked over at Matt.  “This is a nice little neighborhood.  We looked at some investment properties over here a few years ago.”

            Matt smiled.  “Thank you!  It’s been a great place to raise my kids.”

            “Speaking of kids,” a young male voice came from the kitchen.

            “Hey guys!”  Matt beamed.  “These are my kids; Liam, Addi and Ace.  This is Katy and her dads Mark & John.”  You went over to shake the kids’ hands, but Ace pulled you into a hug followed by their siblings.  “All that’s missing is your kids.”  Matt said to Skeet.

            “They’ll be here any minute.”  Skeet said as he hugged Matt’s kids.  There was another knock at Matt’s front door.  “Right on time.”  Skeet went to get the door and greeted his kids.  “Everyone, this is Jakob and Naiia.  Guys this is Katy and her dads Mark and John.”  Skeet’s twins shook yours and your dads hands then hugged Matt and his kids.

            “Since everyone is here now, we have a taco bar set up so everyone can make theirs exactly like they like it and the dining room is set so we can begin the inquisition.”  You laughed.  “Enjoy!”  Everyone made their plates and grabbed drinks then sat around the table chit chatting.

            There was a lull in the talking and Jakob raised his hand.  “I’ll be the first to lob a question at Katy.  Dad has told us you coach cheer and dance at USC.”  You nodded.  “Are any of your girls single and interested in dating a nepo baby?”

            The whole table laughed.  “I’m sure there are a few that would be interested.”  You smiled.  “Their schedules are busier than mine though since they are full time students too.  You all are welcome to come to one of our practices if you are interested in seeing what I do.  Those teams are my world and we all put in a lot of blood, sweat and tears into what they do.”

            Naiia spoke up.  “Dad said you were a cheerleader in school and did studio dance.  Which do you prefer?”

            “I loved cheering, but creating choreography is my passion, so dance would win.  I was a flyer and tumble in cheer, so I was always a little scared of everything I had to do.  Dance doesn’t have that fear factor to it like cheer does.”  You took a sip of your wine.  “What about you guys?  Where you in any extra curriculars in school?”

            “I play basketball and soccer.”  Liam answered.

            “I did choir, theater and art.”  Addi responded.

            “I played football, baseball and did theater and Naiia was cheer and gymnastics.”  Jacob said.

            Naiia added, “I was a base but did lots of tumbling.”  You nodded and smiled.

            “I did debate in high school and student government in college.”  Ace quietly stated.

            Mark chuckled.  “It will surprise you all, I’m sure, but I was actually a cheerleader too, but cheer in the 70s in nothing like it is now.”

            “I was a total nerd in school and was on the chess team and then played Dungeons and Dragons after school every day with my friends.”  John gave a small smile.  “Matt?  Skeet?”

            Skeet cleared his throat.  “I played baseball and Matt, you just did theater, right?”

            Matt nodded.  “And did league soccer but not school soccer. And John, I’m a huge D&D guy, even have my own D&D company.  If you ever want to play, just let me know.”

            “Will do.”

            Liam asked.  “This may be too personal…Dad told us you don’t have any kids and that you can’t.  Do you want kids?  Why can’t you have any?”

            Matt looked at Liam shocked.  You grabbed Matt’s knee under the table and gave him a quick squeeze.  “So, that’s a bit deeper than I was expecting to go this soon.  Do I want kids?  I did.  I wanted to adopt, but my ex-husband didn’t and then when I started working at USC I knew there was no way I could fit a child into my schedule and give it the love and attention it would need.  Luckily many of my friends have had kids so when I get the itch, I just ask to spend a day or so with one of my god children.”  You moved all your hair over your left shoulder.  “When it comes to not being able to have children…I was sexually abused…”

            Mark interjected.  “You were raped by a complete monster.”

            You nodded.  “True…I was raped by one of my dance teachers at my dads studio when I was five and the damage to my body was so bad that they had to remove my uterus and ovaries and I have been on estrogen pills my entire life.  The positive is no periods or menopause, but the negative is no babies and medication for 80 plus years that the dosage is constantly having to be tweaked because of the side effects.”

            Liam looked embarrassed.  “I am so sorry.  I shouldn’t have asked.”

            You shook your head and smiled.  “It’s okay.  I consider myself to be a pretty open book, plus that is something that has made me who I am today.”

            Skeet shook his head.  “I didn’t know that story.”

            You looked down at your lap.  “It just hadn’t come up in conversation yet.  I’ve told Matt, but it was because we were having a conversation that the story easily fit into.  He doesn’t know all the horrible details yet though.  I’m sorry I hadn’t told you yet.”

            John spoke.  “Matt, Skeet, what made you guys decide to try this throuple thing?  Is this something you have done before?  It can’t just be because Katy couldn’t make up her mind who she wanted to date, can it?”

            “For me,” Matt started, “that was the original reason.  I really liked her and she liked us both.  Add onto that Skeet and I have been friends for almost 30 years, with the last ten or so doing cons on the weekends, so we have grown closer.  Who wouldn’t want to be around their girl and their best friend all the time?”  Matt smiled.

            Skeet added, “Plus Katy is so not phased by the ‘fame’ thing and has her own career and life that she didn’t need us to help her build.”

            You laughed.  “I’m living every Scream fan’s dream.  Every night I get to fall asleep sandwiched between Stu and Billy.”

            John chuckled.  “I do remember that being a dream of your in high school.”

            “I’ll be honest,” you moved your hair over your right shoulder, “if I was only with Skeet or only with Matt, we would have a good relationship but being with both, although it is a lot of work, the relationship feels complete.  We each are missing something that each person fills.”

            Jakob asked.  “Are you all going to go public?”

            You looked at Matt then Skeet.  Matt answered.  “At some point, probably, but for now having you all and our closest friends know is enough.”

            Naiia asked, “So who’s the better kisser?”

            Before you could even attempt to respond, Matt and Skeet said at the same time, “Katy.”  Everyone laughed while you just shook your head.

            The rest of the evening everyone chatted and asked more questions.  By the time everyone left, you all were worn out.  Once the kitchen was all cleaned up, you all went upstairs and passed out.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

Took me longer to get this part out than I expected. Had some big projects at work that had to be handled before I could find time to write.

Part 9

            The two weeks came and went faster than you expected.  You all hadn’t had a chance to sit down and discuss if and how you wanted to proceed as the deadline landed during Thanksgiving and everyone had gone back to their own homes to celebrate with their families.  You really missed seeing the guys, but you all texted and would fit in small phone calls between family gatherings.  You did invite the guys to the Notre Dame game the Saturday after Thanksgiving and then to your house for that night.  The guys met you at the spirit gym before the game and followed you around watching everything you did.  They were amazed at how much both the cheerleaders and dancers had to do before and during the game.  You were constantly running around keeping everything running smoothly.  When the game was over, the guys went ahead to your house while you tied up some loose ends then headed home.  You walked in and before you could even say a word, Matt bounced over to you and pulled you into a hug.  You instantly felt a tingle all over your body as you looked up at him and gave him a small kiss.  You then walked over to Skeet who grabbed our face and pulled you into a deep kiss.  When you stepped back, your face was flush.

            “Sorry.”  Skeet looked over at Matt.  “I couldn’t resist.”

            Matt smiled and nodded as he wrapped his arms around your waist.  “No worries.  I get it man.  I’ve missed Katy like crazy these last few days.”

            You laughed.  “Think about me.  I’ve gotten use to both of your body heat every night and cuddling.  I swear the bed has felt so empty and cold and huge.  I ended up spending one night at my dads so I wouldn’t feel so alone.”

            Skeet moved in front of you and wrapped his arms around both you and Matt.  “At least tonight is back to normal.”  You smiled up at Skeet as you wrapped your arms around Skeet’s waist and rested your head on Matt’s chest.  “And I guess this answers if you want to keep this going.”

            You nodded.  “It’s definitely unconventional and I know you both being displaced for two weeks was a lot to ask but I have really enjoyed this time and want to keep it going.”

            “Why don’t we go sit down to talk out the details.”  Skeet suggested as you all went and sat down at the dining table.  “I actually hoped this is how things would go and got my house prepped for when everyone was going to be there.”

            Matt raised his hand.  “Me too.”

            You pulled out your phone and went to the notes where you saved the rules.  “So, do we want to say every week we will rotate houses that way no one is away from their own home more than two weeks at a time?”

            “That should work.”  Matt said.  “Rotate on Sundays so it’s a full calendar week?”  You nodded.  “So, who’s house is next?”

            Skeet responded.  “How about yours next?  I’m cool with waiting another week.”

            “Okay.”  You typed in your phone.  “Any other rules we need to add or tweak?”

            Matt cleared his throat.  “I would like to have something in there about on non-date days we can have some alone time with you as long as we keep the time fairly equal.”

            “Yes!”  Skeet smiled.  “I need some one-on-one time with you today for sure.”

            You nodded.  “That sounds fair. And starting tomorrow will we start our one-week rotation at Matt’s.”

            “I do have one more, non-rule related thing I wanted to talk to you both about.”  Matt ran his hands through his hair.  “My kids were asking a lot of questions about you,” he pointed to you, “and about our whole situation and said they wanted to meet you.”

            Skeet nodded.  “My kids said the same thing.”

            “So did my dads.”

            Matt laughed.  “Great minds.  I guess we need to plan a dinner or something.”

            You looked a bit worried.  “You want to do everyone at ones, not three separate get togethers?”

            “We could do all the kids together and your dads separate.”  Skeet suggested.

            “That’s a bit better.”  You moved all your hair over your left shoulder then let out a small laugh.  “You know what…let’s do everyone together.  It will be insane and stressful but that’s kind of our lives now.  Plus, if your kids are anything like my dads, they are excited for us and just want to meet you both.”

            “Same here.”

            “Yeap, same.”

            You smiled at the guys.  “Get it set up and let me know the details and I’ll let my dads know.  They have a super easy scheduled to work with.”  You stood up from the table.  “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m in need of a hot shower.”

            “Want any company?”  Matt asked as he winked at you.

            “Only if I get some alone time with you after.”  Skeet said.

            You raised your hands.  “Sounds like you both have this all figured out.”  You held a hand out to Matt.  “Let’s get this party started.”  You and Matt headed up the stairs to your bedroom to enjoy your shower.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

Two sex scenes in a row...my my.

Part 8

            Matt walked into the Spirit Gym on USC’s campus with a bag of food.  He saw you from afar, working with your cheerleaders.  You were in leggings and a t-shirt with your hair up in a ponytail.  He could tell from the way you were standing with your hands on your hips that things were going worse than when you texted him earlier that you had to cancel your date because of having to rework an entire routine.  You heard the gym door close but ignored it.  You rubbed your temples as a group of five cheerleaders stood in front of you.

            “Lindsey,” your voice was loud and everyone could hear the frustration in it.  “You are a backup flyer for this exact reason.  This is the strongest of all our stunt groups to work with and you have a front spot right now too.”  You had your hands balled up and was tapping your foot.  “This is a basic skills stunt combo.  Load 1, 2, 3, 4. Lib 5, 6, 7, 8. Heal stretch 1, 2, 3, 4.  Bow and arrow 5, 6, 7, 8.  Scorpion 1, 2, 3, 4.  Aerobes 5, 6, 7, 8.  Double down 1, 2, 3, 4.  Dismount 5, 6, 7, 8.  What part of that doesn’t make sense?  What are you scared of?  I personally trust this stunt group enough that I could do this entire sequence right now, without the front spot.  Would it help you get over whatever your issue is if I did that?”  You crossed your arms over your chest waiting for an answer.  The girl just looked at you while tears streamed down her face.  “Shit!”  You rolled your eyes.  “Everyone but this stunt group and my captains, you are done for the day.  Go home.  Those of you who are staying, take five…no ten.  Get some water.  Take a breather.”  You pointed to one of the other girls.  “Talk to Lindsey and figure out what’s not clicking.  I’m going to my office to chill for a bit.”  You turned to walk away and saw Matt.  You dropped your head and waved for him to follow you to your office.  Matt stayed quiet and followed you down the hall to a large glass office full of trophies.  He set the bag of food down on your desk and opened his arms.  You fell into his chest and let him wrap his arms around you, slowly melting your foul mood.

            Matt kissed the top of your head.  “I brought you dinner.”

            You gave Matt a weak smile.  “Thank you but you didn’t have to.”  You sat down on the couch in your office and Matt followed.  “I don’t know when I’ll have time to eat anything.  We have to perform this routine in two days and my substitute flyer can’t seem to fly.  The rest of the routine she has down, including the pyramid section, but this stunt sequence is going to be the death of me.”

            Matt held your hand and squeezed.  “You still need to eat.  Have you eaten at all today?”  You sheepishly shook your head no.  “Then at least get a few bites in before you go back out there.”

            You started to respond when there was a knock at your door.  You saw Lindsey and one of your captains and waved them in.  “Hey Coach.  Mr. Lillard.”  Lindsey gave Matt a small smile and wave.  “I’m sorry I’m struggling.  I think I’m just a bit overwhelmed having to learn and run everything today plus my scorpion is still rough so the transition from bow and arrow to scorpion takes me too long and that messes up the timing.”  She wiped a tear from her face.  “I’m sorry and I promise I’m trying.”

            You waved the two girls over to the seats in front of your desk.  “I understand it’s a lot for one day.  I have left like things have completely gone off the rails since I got the call that Brooklyn broke her leg.  You have the entire routine down except this one part and I’m not giving you enough credit for all the hard work you’ve put in today.  How about we call it a night and pick back up working on perfecting this stunt sequence tomorrow?”

            “Thank you so much Coach!  I promise I’ll get it tomorrow.”  You and Lindey both stood up and hugged.

            “Tell everyone to go ahead and head out.  We are done for today.”  You sat back down on the couch as the girls nodded then headed out.

            “Now will you eat?”  Matt asked as he grabbed the food bag.

            You smiled.  “What did you pick up?  And thank you or doing this.  I hated canceling on you but the team needed the extra time working today.”

            “Not every date has to be get dressed up and go out.  I went by the salad place you like.  I think I did the order correct.  Grilled chicken, mandarin oranges, strawberries, parmesan cheese, wonton strips and candied pecans, no dressing.”  Matt passed you a box and a fork.

            You took a sniff of your salad.  “Perfect.”  You both ate your dinner and chatted while hanging out in your office.  As time went by, your frustration faded and you were back to being happy and flirty with Matt.  “I think I needed food more than I realized.  I haven’t had anything since coffee and a bagel this morning at home.”

            Matt reached over and placed his hand on your cheek.  “I’m glad I brought you food then.  You’ve got to be more careful about not eating.”  Matt set his empty salad box on the floor and did the same with yours.  He then scooted closer to you.  “Come here.”  You scooted closer to him and leaned in for a kiss.  Matt leaned back, keeping his lips just out of reach, teasing you.  You rolled your eyes and bit your lip.  You heard Matt moan and felt him put his hands on your waist then he picked you up and set you on his lap.  You could feel his erection through his jeans and it sent an excited tingle up your body making you arch your back, pressing your chest into his.  Matt leaned down and started kissing and nipping at your neck, causing you to start grinding on his growing erection.  “I have been waiting for this.”  Matt said as he nibbled on your earlobe.

            You let out a moan.  “We should go home.”

            “I want you now!”  Matt said as he grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it off of you before taking his hat, glasses and shirt off of himself.  He buried his face in your breasts as he ran his hands down your back.  You weaved your hands in Matt’s hair and pulled his head up so you could kiss him.  Once you broke the kiss, you stood up and Matt helped take your leggings off then looked you over.  You stood in front of him in a black bra and panties.  “God you’re beautiful.”  You blushed.  Matt reached out to pull you closer to him then kissed your stomach.  You tilted his head up to kiss him then got down on your knees and reached to undo his jeans.  Your hands trembled as he helped you take them off.  You chuckled a little when you realized he wasn’t wearing anything under them, but then your smile dropped and your eyes got huge when you saw the size of his cock.  Matt got a huge smile on his face and teased you.  “Like what you see?”  You looked up at him, gave him a wink, then placed one of your hands around his cock while you licked your lips.  You pumped your hand a few times until Matt’s eyes rolled into the back of his head.  You slowly licked his cock from base to tip then gave the tip a soft kiss.  “Fuck!”  You very gently put the head of his dick into your mouth and felt it twitch before you started putting more and more in until you felt you couldn’t handle anymore.  You then slowly slid it all out and gave the tip another kiss.  Matt put his hand on the back of your head and gently pushed you down and you obliged.  You kept your pace slow and it was driving Matt crazy.  You started to taste his precum then felt a hand around your throat pulling you upward.  When your eyes met Matt’s there was only desire in them.  “Stand up and take your bra off.  Now.”  You did as told as Matt reached for you and practically ripped your panties off.  He then grabbed your waist and pulled you back onto his lap.

            You hovered over him.  “I’m not sure I can take you all in.”  You nervously said.  “You’re huge.”

            Matt chucked as he palmed your breast.  “You will be fine.  I promise.”  You nodded and let him rub his tip against your wet pussy before slowly lowering yourself on him.  Matt moaned with pleasure.  You actually felt a bit of pain as you hand never been with someone that big, but slowly the pain turned into pleasure.  You started rocking back and forth, feeling his head hit your cervix.  Matt matched your movements but then started to force you to pick up the pace until you were bouncing on top of him.  You were both moaning in sync when you felt his grip on your waist tighten and his nails dug into your hips.  He let out a guttural growl as his orgasm hit.  You bounced on him a few more times as he reached to tease your clit, making you go over the edge.  You collapsed on him as you tried to regain your breath.

            You stayed on his lap as he kissed your neck.  “That’s a first for this office.”

            Matt looked at you.  “It will not be the last.”  He then gave you a sweet, deep kiss.  “Let’s get dressed and head home.  I plan on doing so much more to you tonight.”  You laughed and shook your head as you got up and got dressed.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

I don't typically like to toot my own horn, but this is the best sex scene I have ever written and I'm kinda proud of myself.

Part 7

            You and Skeet left for your date at the same time Matt left to go hang out with his son at his house and spend the night there to give you both some privacy.  Skeet took you to a little deli down from his house for dinner then to his house.  You had asked to learn how to build things like he did and he figured that would be a perfect date.  Skeet helped you build a small, backless shelf that you could put your plants on for your back porch.  Skeet loved that you grew many of your own herbs that you cooked with.  He helped you stain the shelf and promised to bring it to your house in the next few days after it had dried and he had put a clear coat on to protect it added.  By the time you drove back to your house, it was almost 10pm.  Skeet had spent the evening sneaking kisses from you and putting his hands all over your body while you worked on the bookshelf.  You really enjoyed this one-on-one time with him and the excited energy that raced through your body every time he touched you.  As soon as you both walked in your house, Skeet started tickling you and chased you up the stairs to the bedroom.  About halfway up the stairs, Skeet caught you and threw you over his shoulder.  Once you got into the bedroom, he slowly slid you down so you were facing him as both of your laughter calmed.  Your eyes locked and Skeet pushed some hair behind your ear.  You let out a small sigh and leaned into his touch.  He leaned down to kiss you, but left just a few centimeters between your lips and his.  You could feel his hot breath and swore you could hear his heart pounding.  You got up on your tiptoes to close the gap between you both and gave him a soft kiss.  He placed his hand behind your head and cradled it as his other hand rested on your waist.  You placed one of your hands on the back of his neck and the other on his chest as the kiss got deeper.  He slid the hand that was on your waist around your back and pulled you closer to him.  You could feel the bulge in his jeans and let out a small gasp.  Your gasp made Skeet smile as he slipped his tongue in your mouth, teasing the roof of your mouth, making your knees go weak.  He tasted like peppermint and you weren’t sure when he had time to pop one in his mouth without you seeing.  Skeet was being so slow and meticulous with his movements and it surprised you.  You figured that you both would be ripping clothes off and fucking like animals, but he kept the pace slow and romantic.  As he pulled out of the kiss, you lightly bit his bottom lip, making him moan.  When he opened his eyes, you were looking up at him adoringly.

            Skeet smiled down at you then kissed your forehead.  “You are so beautiful.”

            You blushed.  “Thank you.”

            “Are you okay to do this?  I don’t want you to feel pressured at all.”  Skeet placed both hands on the side of your face.

            You closed your eyes and turned your head to the side, sliding his right thumb into your mouth, then nodded as you lightly sucked on it.  You felt Skeet’s cock twitch against your stomach.  You reached for the hem of his shirt and he helped you pull it off.  You did a once over of his torso and your stomach did a flip.  Everything about him was gorgeous.  His eyes, his smile, the veins in his arms that popped out, his abs and the V of his obliques that was visible as he took his belt off and his jeans settled on his hips.  You placed your hands on his shoulders and slowly ran them down his bare skin.  You reached to undo his jeans when he grabbed your hands and held them above your head, pinning you against the wall.  He gave you a wink and started kissing your neck as he used one hand to untie your halter top.  It fell to the floor as he slowly kissed down your chest.  When he reached your breasts, he let go of your hands and unhooked your strapless bra and threw it to the side of the room.  His hands went to grab your breasts, but you covered them quickly with your arms.  He looked at you confused.

            You face reddened.  “I have scars from a breast reduction I had in my 20s that I haven’t told you about yet.”  Your eyes started to full with tears.  “I feel like I look like Frankenstein’s monster.”

            Skeet took one of your hands and ran your finger down the scar on his chest.  “We all have some kind of scars and they don’t make us any less beautiful.  They just help tell our story.”

            A tear slid down your face.  Skeet wiped it away and leaned in to kiss you as he removed your other hand from your breasts.  He placed both of your hands on his waist then softly cupped your breasts.  He gave each one a kiss then looked at your scars as he ran his thumb over them.  He put one of your breasts in his mouth as he used his tongue to tease your nipple.  You threw your head back and moaned.  He gave your other nipple a quick pinch then slid his hands down your stomach to your jeans.  He unbuttoned them and you helped him pull them off your legs.  You were standing in front of Skeet in only a pair of purple lace panties as he stepped back to take you in.

            “Stunning.”  Skeet said then picked you up and carried you to the bed.  He set you down gently and let you unbutton his jeans.  He took them off and you were surprised that he didn’t have any underwear on.  He grabbed your face, diverting your eyes from his hard cock, and kissed your firm.  “Lay back.”  Skeet softly pushed you onto the bed and sunk down to his knees.  He slowly slipped your panties off.  He then started at your feet and gave small, soft kisses, licks and nips, moving back and forth slowly up your legs.  When he finally reached your core, you heard him gruffly say, “Spread your legs for me.”  You did as you were told and heard him say, “Good girl,” before your felt his tongue at your entrance.  He slowly entered you with his tongue and you felt the heat in your body rise.  He continued playing with you until you wrapped his hair in your hands and gently pulled him up.  He moved up to your clit, giving it a small lick.  You bucked your hips as the feeling coursed through your body.

            He continued to lick, kiss and tease you until he heard your voice call to him.  “Skeet,” you whimpered.  “Please fuck me.  I need you.”

            Skeet smiled and kissed your inner thigh.  “Yes ma’am, but I’m not going to fuck you.”  You whined.  “I’m going to make love to you.”  He stood up and pulled you up to a sitting position before kissing you and pushing you further back on the bed.  You could taste yourself on him and was so grateful you were a big fruit eater.  You tasted sweet and could no longer taste the peppermint on him anymore.  Skeet hovered over you and slowly began to enter you as he continued to kiss you.  Once the tip was in, you let out a moan so loud, you embarrassed yourself.  You opened your eyes to see Skeet’s rolling back into his head as he slid more of himself inside you.  Once he was fully in, he started a slow but steady pace of pulling all but the head out then pushing his entire length in.  You both kept up this pace while kissing and feeling each other’s bodies.  Eventually the urge to have a release took over and Skeet upped his speed.  You felt your orgasm coming like a rolling wave and couldn’t keep it from hitting.  As soon as you clenched around Skeet’s cock, his release hit.  He pumped a few more times into you, making sure you both were complete, then rolled over next to you.  Once you both caught your breath, you turned to your side to face Skeet.

            “That was amazing.”  You reached over and pushed his hair out of his face.  “Are you good?  Are you okay?”

            Skeet turned his head and smiled at you.  “I have been dreaming about that since the first day I met you and it was so much better than I imagined.”

            You giggled and covered your face.  “Would you like me to get you a drink or something?”

            Skeet grabbed your hand and kissed it.  “I want you to get under these covered with me and let me hold you until we fall asleep.”  You started to speak but Skeet stopped you.  “No clothes.  Skin to skin.”  You nodded and got under the covered with Skeet.  After about ten minutes you could hear Skeet’s breathing get shallower and knew he was asleep.  He had a death grip on your waist, so you decided to just close your eyes and try to get some rest as well.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

This part came together faster than I expected. Hope everyone is enjoying this story.

Part 6

            Matt pulled into your driveway and parked behind Skeet.  He noticed that Skeet was still in his car so he got out of his car and walked up to Skeet’s driver’s window and knocked.  Skeet rolled down his window and said, “She’s not home yet.”

            Matt looked down at his watch.  “She did say seven, right?”

            Skeet nodded.  “I texted her a few minutes ago but haven’t heard anything back.  I’m worried she’s backing out.”

            Matt shrugged.  “She’s not the kind to go MIA.  We’ve been texting on and off all day and she mentioned that she’s nervous about this arrangement but nothing about changing her mind or anything.  Maybe something came up and she’s just running late.  Or maybe traffic.”  There was a noise and your garage door started to open and you slowly drove past the guy’s cars.  “See.  Right on time.”

            You hopped out of your car with your purse and a gym bag on your shoulder looking different than the guys had ever seen you before.  You were in leggings, a USC t-shirt, no makeup and your hair in a messy bun.  The guys met you at your house’s side door with their suitcases as you unlocked the door then handed them their housekeys that you had gotten made during the day.  “I am so sorry I’m late.  I had two classes to teach at the dance studio and thought I would get here before you both, but a mom stopped me and wanted to talk about why her daughter was cut from a competition dance and that whole thing took forever.  I was supposed to be showered and cooking something for dinner by now.  I’m so sorry.”  You tossed your bags on the kitchen table and went into the kitchen.

            “No need to apologize.  Things happen.  Why don’t you let one of us cook dinner and you go get cleaned up?” Skeet said as he reached to do a quick massage of your shoulders.

            You closed your eyes but shook your head.  “It’s your first night here.  I can’t make you do everything when you are supposed to be settling in.”

            Matt handed you your gym bag.  “Go take as long of a shower as you want and come back out here in comfy clothes, or better yet, pajamas.  We will cook and then settle in after dinner.”

            You tried to protest, but the guys both kissed you then pushed you out of the kitchen.  You let them know there was chicken in your fridge for dinner then went upstairs to get cleaned up.  When you reentered the kitchen, you were in a cheer tank top and black, rolled up sofee shorts with your hair damp.  “Something smells great.”  You saw Matt standing at your stove.

            “Stir fry.  You had plenty of veggies in the fridge and thought this would be great.”  Matt had on your apron and Skeet was setting the table.

            You laughed.  “I could get used to this.”

            Skeet came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.  “Good.  You should get used to this.  It’s no longer just you.  It’s us.  We are a team now.”  You blushed as he kissed your cheek then let you go to get wine glasses.  Matt dished up bowls for everyone and set them down on the table as Skeet poured the wine.

            You looked at both guys smiling.  “I really appreciate this.  I don’t ask for help very often, but I’m so grateful when it is given.”  You reached out for both guys hands.  “Now, let’s eat.  This smells way too good to wait.”

            You all chatted about your days while you ate.  After dinner, you and Skeet cleaned up the kitchen then you took the guys upstairs to show them your bedroom and the extra bedroom.  You showed them the space you had made for them in the closet, dresser and bathroom.  The guys got all settled in while you sat on the bed chatting with them.  Each guy picked their side of the bed and put a few items on or in the bedside tables.

            “I found Katy’s fun drawer.”  Matt pulled out one of your sex toys and tossed it to Skeet.

            “Shit!”  You exclaimed.  “I knew I forgot to do something.”  You were blushing so hard it actually made Matt feel bad for teasing you.

            “What other things does she have in there?”  Skeet asked.

            You snatched the toy from Skeet and shoved it back in the drawer.  “I will hide these better as soon as you both are out of here.”

            Skeet got a devilish glint in his eye.  “Leave them.  They might be handy in the future.”

            Matt grabbed your shoulders to get your attention and pulled you into a hug.  “Don’t be embarrassed.  We all know what it’s like to be single and horny.”  You groaned into his chest.  “Let’s go downstairs to chill for a bit before bed.

            You all went to your living room and found something to watch on the TV while you all continued to chat.  Around 10pm you told the guys you needed to get to bed, so all of you went upstairs to get ready.  Once everyone had their turn in the bathroom, you all just stood around, looking at the bed, not really sure what to do.

            “So,” you softly said, “What does everyone sleep in, clothes wise?  I typically just wear a top.  No shorts or pants.”

            Skeet said, “I wear gym shorts.  No undies.”

            Matt pushed at Skeet’s arm.  “Of course that’s all you wear, you fucking handsome piece of meat.”  You all chuckled.  “I’m t-shirt, shorts, undies, chastity belt…all things unsexy.”  You all changed into your bedtime attire and crawled into bed, all sitting upright.  “So how does everyone prefer to sleep?  I sleep mostly on my right side and like to cuddle all night.”

            Skeet replied.  “I typically sleep on my back and like to be touching, but something simple like holding hands or feet touching.”

            You bit your lip.  “I start on my back but eventually end up on my stomach with my butt up in the air.”  You laughed and shook your head.  “I’m cool with basic touching and I’m cool with cuddling.  I do fall asleep with the TV on, typically playing some random horror movie, but with the volume so low you can’t really hear it yet I also have the subtitles on.  I do set the sleep timer so the TV isn’t on all night.”

            “That’s fine by me.  Matt?”

            “I do the same, but to podcasts, so the change won’t bother me.”  Matt smiled at you.

            You let out a small sigh.  “We are all going to sleep horrible tonight, aren’t we?”  Both guys nodded.  “Well, let’s get this party started.”  You picked a movie then kissed both guys goodnight and laid down.  It felt so nice having yourself surrounded by the guy’s warmth.  Maybe it won’t be so bad sleeping tonight.  Plus, you needed rest.  Matt had offered Skeet to have a date with your first and tomorrow night was the first free evening you had.  You knew that meant that your night would most likely end with sex and the thought of having sex with one guy while the other just hung out by themselves in a different room was intimidating and a bit overwhelming.  Matt must have been able to feel your nervous energy because he wrapped his arm fully around your waist, pulled you into him and kissed your head then nuzzled into your hair.  Hearing his soft snore in your ear made it where you finally were able to close your eyes and get some sleep.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

I have had this part written for a bit now, but haven't had time to post. Hope everyone enjoys and thanks again to @storiesforallfandoms for the short story that inspired this story.

Part 5

            Over the next four weeks you were somehow able to have multiple dates with both Matt and Skeet.  Each date left you more interested in each guy yet more confused on what to do and who to choose.  You did make sure to keep the one rule that Matt asked for, but you had some close calls with both men.  You decided that you needed to have a talk with the guys and figure out what to do together, so you invited both over to your house for dinner.  As you were finishing up the preparations for dinner, there was a knock at your door.  You opened it and both guys were standing there.  “Did you come together?”

            They shook their heads and Skeet replied.  “No.  We just happened to pull up at the same time.”  Skeet gave you a hug and a quick peck on the lips, then walked in followed by Matt doing the same.

            “I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed by two guys at basically the same time before.”  You said as you moved all your hair over your left shoulder.  “It feels kind of weird doing that.”

            Matt reached for your hand and gave it a squeeze.  “We both understand the strangeness of our situation right now and have decided to be cool with things like that.”

            “Yeah.”  Skeet reached out for your other hand.  “Because of you, Matt and I have been spending more time together too, so the conversation always makes it way over to our situation.”

            You slightly nodded.  “Well, dinner is in the oven.  Do we all want to go ahead and sit down and talk or save that until after dinner?”

            “Now’s as good a time as any.”  Matt said.  All three of you went and sat down at your kitchen table.  “Why don’t you go first.”

            You bit your lip and looked down at the table.  “Okay.  So, this last month has been great and I’ve loved getting to know you both better.  The problem is, I’m no closer to having a decision made than I was before this whole thing started.  You are both great guys and treat me so well.  Anything that one of you ‘lacks’ the other one has.  I have talked to friends about this, to my dads and even a campus counselor.  I’ve made pros and cons lists.  I’ve googled every article I could find on this situation and I still can’t choose who I want to progress forward with.  So…I wanted to let you both say your piece and hopefully we can figure this all out this evening.”  You started bouncing your leg and avoided eye contact with either man.

            The guys looked at each other and Matt decided to speak first.  “We know this is a super hard decision for you and we have tried our best to not add to that stress.  Like Skeet said, we’ve been spending a lot of time together too and I feel safe to say both of us are head over heels for you too, which doesn’t help at all.”

            You looked over at Skeet as he ran his hands through his hair.  “I agree with what Matt said.  I wish we could make this easier for you.”  You all sat in silence for a bit, then Skeet quietly said, “I do have an idea, but it’s out of the norm.”

            You looked at Matt, who looked confused, then at Skeet.  “I’m open to hearing any suggestions either of you have.”

            Skeet took a deep breath then started to speak.  “How about you don’t decide between us?  How about you keep dating both of us?  But instead of it being two separate couples, we become a throuple.”

            “A throuple?”  Matt tilted his head to the side.

            “Yeah.  We’ll all three be in a relationship together.  We spend most of our time all together, but we also have dates with you, Katy, and even with each other if we want.”  Skeet looked at Matt then back to you.  “We’d have to come up with rules on how to handle it all and it would mean all living together and probably all sharing a bed but…”

            You tapped your finger on the table.  “Are you just wanting to have threesomes?”

            “No, that’s not what this is about but that is something we could discuss if everyone is open to it.  It is something Matt and I have been apart of before.”  Skeet rubbed his beard as you tried to keep from your jaw hitting the floor at this revelation.  “A throuple was something I ran across when I was doing my research on our situation and sounded like it might work for us.”  You and Matt both sat silently, letting things sink in.  “We don’t have to make a final decision tonight on it.  We could just try it out for a week or two and see how it feels.”

            Matt shook his head.  “How would that even work?  The trying it out.”

            Skeet leaned back in his seat.  “Well, we could talk out some ground rules tonight and officially start tomorrow or the next day.  If Katy is cool with it, we could all stay here so that she isn’t forced to live out of a suitcase.”

            You moved your hair over your right shoulder.  “You want to both move in with me for two weeks and try out this throuple thing?”

            “Yeah.”  Skeet said.  “If it works for all of us, then we decide how we want it to look long term and if it doesn’t work, then we are back to you having to decide who you want to be with.”

            You felt like your head was spinning.  “Matt, what do you think about this idea?”

            Matt took a very slow, deep breath.  “I’ve heard of polyamorous relationships before.  Ace even considered one at one point, but I’ve never thought about it being something I might consider for myself before.”  You all three sat silent for a bit until Matt spoke again.  “But Skeet does have a point.  It lets all of us continue to build our relationships instead of having to make a choice none of us are ready to make.  And a trial run lets us dip our toes in without having to jump all the way in.”

            Skeet included, “At the end of the day, you have all the power.”  He pointed to you.  “You can end it whenever you want and you have the first say in anything that happens or any rule that needs to be made.”

            Matt chuckled.  “Skeet and I would basically be brother husbands.”

            You let out a small giggle and shook your head.  You opened your mouth to speak right as the timer buzzed on your oven.  You got up and removed your Mexican lasagna and started dishing out pieces onto the plates you had sitting on your island.  You brought two plates over and sat them down in front of the guys while Matt opened the bottle of wine you had sitting on the table and poured it into the three glasses set out.  You went and got your plate and set it on the table, took a sip of your wine then said, “Okay…I am open to the idea of the three of us being in one relationship, but I can’t say yes or no until I know the rules.”  You took your phone out of your pocket and opened your notes app.  “So, let’s figure those out and then I’ll decide if I’m willing to give this a trial run.”  The guys nodded in agreement, so while you all ate dinner the three of you came up with the rules for this experiment.  When the meal was over you asked the guys to wait in the living room while you cleaned up the kitchen and thought about everything.  On one hand, it felt like a silly choice young people might pick, not two 50-year-olds and a 40-year-old.  On the other hand, it lets you continue to build your relationships, without the no sex rule hanging over your head.  You put the last of the dishes in the dishwasher then walked into the living room where both guys were sitting on your couch, quietly chatting.  You sat down on the coffee table across from the guys.  You reached out to hold each guy’s hand.  You looked up and made eye contact with Skeet, then Matt, then down at your hands holding theirs.  “Okay.  Let’s give this a try.”  You felt Skeet squeeze your hand.  “Come over tomorrow around 7pm and we will get you both settled in.  I’ll get house keys made for you both tomorrow.”

            “Great!”  Skeet exclaimed.

            Matt reached over and put his other hand on your knee.  “Are you sure you are okay with this and want to try it?  I don’t want you to feel forced into anything you don’t want to do.”

            You gave a small nod.  “The only way to see is to try, but I would be lying if I said I’m 100% down for this entire lifestyle change.”  You got up and sat between the boys on the couch.  Matt wrapped his arm around your shoulder and Skeet placed his hand on your thigh.  You let out a sigh.  “Are you two going to try to build a romantic relationship as well?”

            Skeet squeezed your leg.  “I honestly don’t know.  I love Matt and have for almost 30 years, but I’ve never looked at him in a romantic way.  But like Matt said earlier, he and I have been apart of a few threesomes before and I always loved watching Matt take his turn with the girl, so you never know.”

            Matt looked over at Skeet and gave a few blinks.  “You get off watching me with the girl?”

            Skeet shrugged.  “Yeah.  You are so good with your hands and I sometimes wonder what it would feel like if I was your focus instead of the girl.  Not that I’ve ever thought on acting on that before.  Just wondered.”  Skeet let out a small laugh.  “Plus, your dick is huge.  I wouldn’t know what to do with all that.”

            You interrupted.  “Excuse me…what?”

            Matt blushed and nodded.  “I have been very blessed.  But Skeet’s is a nice size too.”

            “I’m always a bit smaller than you, though, in every way.”  Skeet joked.

            You rose your hand.  “Stop, stop…I can’t handle all that information right now.”  You looked over at Skeet.  “How many threesomes have you two been in?”  Your voice cracked as you asked the question.

            Skeet bit his lip.  “I’d say maybe five times in the past ten years or so, but usually with one of our girlfriends.”

            Matt added.  “One time with a co-star of his and once with a fan after she did a professional photo op with us at a convention where she asked to have the picture pose be the Eiffel Tower sex position.”

            “That was an interesting evening.”  Skeet had a huge smile on his face.  “But again, I don’t want the point of this throuple to be about threesomes.  But, I also won’t turn down a threesome if you both are interested, though.”

            You shook your head.  “I’ve barely made it to third base with either of you yet.  I’m not ready for a fucking home run derby night one…or maybe ever.”

            Skeet picked up your hand and kissed it.  “That’s why we start slow and go at whatever pace you want to set.  How about for tonight we turn on a movie and we all just cuddle up and enjoy?”

            Matt agreed.  “Sounds good to me.”

            You nodded.  “Okay.”  You all picked out a movie and got comfy on the couch.  Matt played with your hair while Skeet held your hand and rubbed his thumb against your hand.  You couldn’t pay attention though as you ran through the rules over and over in your head and tried to figure out how to make this whole situation work and wondering how you were going to keep yourself from falling for one more than the other when just a few hours ago the problem was that you liked them evenly.

Everyone shares one bed unless two are having a date or one wants to sleep alone.

The female will sleep in between the two men.

All sleeping alone will occur in the extra bedroom designated for solo sleep.

Minimum once a week check in meeting to discuss pain points and get clarification on any topic needed.

No dating outside of the throuple.

PDA in common areas is to be kept at a minimum.

For every date that one man has with the woman during a week, the other man is to also have a date.

Any threesomes have to be fully agreed upon by all parties.

All parties will help with household activities including but not limited to cooking, laundry and house cleaning.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

I have said this in prior parts, but I do apologize for the amount of time between postings. Sometimes life/work get in the way.

Part 4

            You pulled up to Skeet’s house a few minutes before 6pm.  You noticed his motorcycle was out in the driveway looking freshly cleaned and shiny.  You knocked on his door and barely had you hand away from it when Skeet opened the door and gave you a hug.  He smelled so good and looked like he was ready to ride.

            “I hope you aren’t scared of motorcycles.  I thought we could drive down Highway 1 and you could see the beautiful view of the ocean.”  Skeet handed you a helmet as he closed the door behind himself.

            Your eyes got huge.  “I’ve never been on a motorcycle before.”  You hesitated following Skeet to his bike.  He looked back at you and made a large ‘come here’ motion with his arm.  You started walking towards him tentatively.  “I’m kind of nervous about this.”

            Skeet gave you a big smile.  “I promise I am a safe driver.  No reason to worry.  I’ve never crashed and I always wear a helmet.”  Skeet put his helmet on and reached for yours.  “I’ll help you get this on so it won’t mess up your hair.”  You handed him your helmet and he adjusted your hair then put the helmet on you.  “Perfect!  Now get on behind me and put your feet here,” he pointed, “and hold onto my waist.”  You followed his instructions.  He then cranked the bike and the sound made you jump and hold onto Skeet’s waist tighter.  “Feel free to hold on as tight as you need.”

            You realized you could hear his voice in your helmet.  “Skeet?”

            “I can hear you.  If you need anything, just talk normal and I’ll be able to hear you.”  He reached down to squeeze your leg then started to drive.  You held onto Skeet’s waist so tight that your fingertips could make out the outline of his abs.  By the time you got on the PCH you had relaxed and were enjoying the ocean view.  Skeet turned off the highway and parked at a restaurant.  “Welcome to Nobu.”  He took his helmet off and helped you out of yours.  “Hope you’re hungry.”  He led you inside the building and the hostess took you to a private area on the back patio with an ocean view.  You started looking through the menu.  “Order anything you want.”  Skeet smiled at you.  As you scanned the menu, you were a little taken aback.  The prices were high and it was pretty much all sushi.  “Anything catching your eye?”

            You gave a nervous giggle.  “So, interesting fact about me…I am one of the few people in LA that doesn’t eat sushi.  Like at all.  Not a fan of the flavor, ingredients or texture.”

            “Oh shit!  I didn’t know.  I’m so sorry.  We can go somewhere else.”  Skeet started to stand up.

            You put your hand on his arm.  “We don’t have to go anywhere else.  I’ll figure out something.  Worst case, I order a salad.  I’ve always been a bit of a picky eater, so I’ve learned how to make any meal or restaurant work for me.”  Skeet sat back down, but looked a bit deflated.  “All that matters is I am finally getting to spend some one-on-one facetime with you.”

            Skeet took your hand that was still on his arm and brought it up to his lips to kiss.  “You are the best.”  You blushed and smiled at him.  Before you could say anything, the waitress came up to take your drink order.  Skeet ordered a bottle of Riesling and bottles of still water for you both.

            When the waitress left, you went back to scanning the menu.  “I do have something I need to talk to you about.”

            “Oh?”  Skeet rubbed his beard.

            You nodded.  “While I was out with Matt yesterday, we talked about the dating situation with he and I and you and I.  He only had one stipulation that I think is a fair and valid request.”

            Skeet tilted his head.  “What is it?”

            “He asked that before anything happens physically between myself and either of you, that I decide who I want to be with.”  You scrunched your lips.

            Skeet nodded.  “So, no sex until you are down to one guy.”  You nodded.  “That does seem fair.”

            You bit the inside of your cheek.  “You are agreeable to that?”

            “Yes.”

            You let a small smile take over your nervous expression.  “Good deal.”  You both sat silently for a bit.  “Do you have any issues or rules you think we should all follow?”

            Skeet ran his hands through his hair.  “Not that I can think of.  Do you?”

            You shrugged.  “I just want, when it’s all said and done, that your friendship with Matt isn’t damaged because of me.  You two are so great together and the fans love your bromance.  I don’t want to fuck that up.”  Skeet started to respond, but the waitress came with the drinks and to take your order and when she left, he decided to not worry about responding.  You both enjoyed your dinner and chatted the entire time.  You were finishing up the last glass of wine while Skeet drank some water.  “So, you told me to hold off on asking you this until we could be face to face.  What are the stories behind your divorces?”

            Skeet cleared his throat and nodded.  “I was wondering when you would finally bring it up.”  He smiled at you.  “Well, I married my first wife in 1997 because she was pretty and I thought being married would help keep me grounded as I was getting bigger in the business.  We had our twins, Jakob and Naiia, in 2001.  She wanted me to work more and bring more money home and I wanted to do work I enjoyed that didn’t take me away from my kids.  We separated then divorced in 2005.  I married my second wife in 2012, screwed up and cheated on her and divorced in 2015.  I’ve had serious relationships in the gaps, but nothing over around 18 months.”

            “You cheated?”

            Skeet hung his head.  “I did. And I have no excuse, not that there is every really an excuse to cheat.  I knew the whole time I was making a mistake.  I was the one that told my wife about it.  I didn’t hide it or wait until she found out.”

            You nodded.  “Cheating definitely smudges the perfect image I have of you, but I also like to believe that people learn and grown from their mistakes.”  You looked him in his eyes.  “Have you learned and grown from that?”

            Skeet took a deep breath.  “I feel like I have grown and learned from that experience.  I am supposed to be the example of how a man is supposed to treat a woman for both of my kids and being honest with my then wife and my kids, I feel, was a step in the right direction of how to handle a screw up.”  Skeet stood up and offered you his hand.  “Ready to ride back to my place?”  You nodded and took his hand.  You were much more relaxed on the drive back.  When you got to Skeet’s house, you both went inside to have some coffee and hang out a bit longer.  Chatting on Skeet’s couch eventually turned into kissing and kissing turned into a full make out session with you straddling Skeet’s lap and his hands under your shirt resting on your lower back.  He seemed much more relaxed as his kissed you than he was the other night.

            He tried to run his hands up your back, but you stopped him.  “We can’t.”

            Skeet dropped his hands and whispered in your ear.  “I just really want you.”  He kissed your earlobe.  “I really want you in my bed.”  He nipped then kissed your neck.  “I want my hands all over your body.”  He ran his hands up your sides, over your shirt.  “I want to feel you under me.”  Skeet nipped at your collar bone.  “I want you so badly.”  He grinded his hips up against your body and you could feel his erection through his jeans and your damp panties.

            You closed your eyes and let out a moan.  You wanted him so badly, but you had made a promise.  You put your hands on his chest and pushed so there was some space between your bodies.  “I want all that too, but we both made an agreement to follow that one rule.”

            Skeet sighed and nodded.  “Fucking Matt and his rules.”

            You chuckled.  “I better get out of here before you convince me to do things I know I shouldn’t right now.”

            Skeet smiled and gave you a soft kiss.  “Okay, I guess.”  You got up from his lap and got yourself resituated.  Skeet walked you to your car and gave you one more kiss as he buried his hands in your hair.  You said your goodbyes then drove home.

            Your mind raced as you drove.  This date was so different than the previous night with Matt.  Skeet is a bit quiet, dark and mysterious.  With your weeks of texting and chatting, you were at a point where you could have deep and meaningful conversations with him.  Plus, he was crazy sexy and knew just what to say to make your knees weak.  You prayed that fate would intercede because you had no idea who you would choose if you had to do it today plus you wanted to bed both guys knowing that is the one thing you aren’t supposed to do.  Your heart jumped when your cell phone made a noise.  When you got to a stoplight, you looked at your phone.  You had two messages.  One from Matt telling you goodnight and one from Skeet asking you on a second date.  You shook your head as you put your phone down wondering how you were going to make all this work.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

Sorry it's taken a bit to get this part out. All my free time has been spent on making Christmas gifts, wrapping Christmas gifts or taking my daughter to her 8 million practices for the 3 different Christmas performances she is in. Ugh!

Part 3

            It was 7pm and right on time you heard a knock at your front door.  You opened the door and saw Matt with a bouquet of flowers and a huge grin on his face.  You took the flowers and put them in water then got in Matt’s car to head to your destination.  You and Matt had been texting off and on all day and the more you learned about him, the more boxes he checked for you.  You did feel a bit guilty for accepting a date with Skeet for tomorrow night and knew you would need to tell Matt about it before tonight was through.

            Matt pulled up to Griffith Observatory, opened your car door for you then got a picnic basket out of his back seat.  He led you down one of the walking trails until there was a cleared off area with a picnic table.  He unpacked cut up cheese and meat, crackers, fruit, nuts and a bottle of wine.

            “Your adult Lunchable is served.”  Matt laughed as he poured you a glass of wine.  You smiled, took a sip of your wine and popped a cashew in your mouth.  “If you don’t like the wine, I’ve got bottled water too.”

            You shook your head.  “I love a good pinot grigio.  And the spread you have here is perfect.”  You reached across the table to grab and squeeze Matt’s hand.  “I can’t remember the last time I had a picnic and the views up here of the city are beautiful.”

            Matt nodded.  “Let me know if you get too cold.”  He took a sip of the wine.  “I knew I didn’t want to just do dinner and a movie or whatever.  I wanted to make tonight special.”

            “Mission accomplished.”  Matt reached over and ran his thumb across your cheek.  You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch.  “I have to be honest with you.  After you left yesterday, Skeet and I got to talking and he thought yesterday was a date.”

            “Oh.”

            You nodded.  “Yeah and when I told him I didn’t realize it was, he asked me out for tomorrow night and I told him I was going out with you tonight.”

            Matt ran his hands through his hair.  “How did he react?”

            “He seemed a bit bummed.  Not sure if it was more about not thinking yesterday was a date or accepting a date with you.”  You looked down at the table then back up at Matt.  “You guys have been friends for years and I don’t want anything dealing with me to ruin that for you both.”

            Matt chuckled.  “You wouldn’t be the first girl we’ve both dated before.  Just never at the same time.”  Matt got up and sat down beside you.  “You are in the beginning stages with both of us.  Why don’t we just try things out and hopefully fate will help decide what happens.”  Matt leaned in and gave you a kiss.

            Your cheeks turned bright red and you began to fidget in your seat.  “I kissed him yesterday after you left too.”

            Matt leaned back and nodded.  “So, who’s a better kisser?”  You gasped and lightly smacked his arm.  “Hey now.  No need for violence.”  Matt placed both his hands on each side of your face.  “All I ask is that you don’t sleep with us both.  Make a decision on who and what you want before then.”

            You nodded.  “I can promise that nothing physical will happen until I’ve got it down to one guy.”

            “Well, a little physical can happen you know.”  Matt winked at you.

            You shook your head and laughed.  “You are crazy, you know that, right?”  Matt smiled and shrugged his shoulders.  “Total change of subject.  You mentioned in your texts this morning you were divorced.  Are you willing to share that story?”

            “Sure.”  Matt cleared his throat.  “I got married in 2000.  We had three kids; Addison in 2002, Ace in 2004 and Liam in 2008.  We started having issues before Liam was born and when I told my ex that we needed to change our lifestyle, including her going back to work, the cracks that were already there got wider.  By 2010 we had separated and our divorce was final in 2011.  Addi and Ace are grown and are out living on their own.  Liam is a sophomore in high school and stays at his mom’s most of the time, but I do see him practically every day though and he will spend some weekends with me if he doesn’t have plans already.  One thing the ex and I got right was co-parenting.  It also helps that the kids are pretty great humans.”

            You smiled.  “Any serious relationships since the divorce?”

            “A few, but nothing longer than a year.  Not many celebrities actually like living the simple way I do, so that does scare some off.”  Matt touched your leg.  “Plus, I prefer someone who isn’t in the business but someone who can understand my crazy schedule.”

            You nodded.  “I definitely understand the crazy schedule situation.  Try explaining to a guy that from September to March you are busy almost every weekend because of football and basketball games then March and April you are busy every evening getting ready for cheer and dance national competitions.  I have literally had dates where the guy comes up to the spirit gym and just watches me work.  My teams are my life and many times I have to put them first.  I don’t even own a pet because of how hectic half the year is for me.”

            Matt shook his head.  “With a schedule that busy, how have you had time to schedule three dates this week?”

            You shrugged.  “Pure luck.  This is a bye week for USC so I try to give my teams those weeks off to rest and catch up on school work.  I only see the kids at mandatory study days on bye weeks.”

            “Do you teach any classes or just coach?”  Matt asked as he built himself a cracker sandwich.

            “I have covered some classes of certain professors and I have been asked to guest speak, but no regular class teaching.”  You took a sip of your wine.  “They have asked me before to teach, but I couldn’t make the space for a regular class in my schedule.”

            “So, feel free to tell me it’s none of my business, but does coaching pay enough to live off of?”  Matt rubbed his beard.  “Especially in a city as expensive as LA.”

            You laughed.  “I do alright.  It helps that I’m super frugal and don’t have a house payment.  My dad’s bought themselves a new house right around my senior year of college and just signed their old house, that was paid off, over to me.”

            “Nice.”

            You and Matt continued to chat while you ate your dinner then went inside the observatory to explore.  Once you both got back to your house, you sat outside on your porch swing and kept chatting.  Around midnight you decided to send Matt back home, but not before the two of you had a nice make out session.  You wished Matt hadn’t asked you to hold off on sex because you wanted badly to take him inside and enjoy some intimate time.

            Once you were by yourself, you got to thinking about all the things that attracted Matt to you.  He was sweet, funny, smart, never at a loss of topics to talk about.  He was very handsome, but in a way you had never been attracted to someone before.  And the icing on the cake was he had already gotten your next date on the books.  No wondering if he was going to call or if he liked you enough to want to go out again.  Skeet was going to have an uphill battle tomorrow to “beat” Matt’s date.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

It seems like it might take me a little longer between writing parts then my last multi-part story as I want to make sure I'm exploring more than just dialogue. Also, there is a kiss in this part that is totally based off of a kiss in the "sex" scene from the movie Dish Dogs with Matthew Lillard.

Part 2

            You pulled up to the address Skeet sent you for his house a little after 6pm.  You had a Tupperware container full of freshly baked cookies in your arms as you knocked on his door.  There were three other cars in the driveway, none of which matched the car Skeet got into the day you met.  You started getting nervous the longer it took for someone to let you in.  You were about to hang out with multiple celebrities and didn’t want to make a fool of yourself.  When the door finally opened, you felt your stomach jump.

            “Hi!  You must be Katy.  Skeet and everyone else are in the backyard.  Come follow me.”  Jamie Kennedy stepped to the side so you could walk in.  Once you were inside, he closed the door behind you then offered his arm for you to take as he led you through the house.  “Skeet has been telling us all about you these last few weeks while we’ve been at the different cons.”

            “He has?”

            “Yeap.  He’s been wanting to plan something like this for a while but Matt had to convince him to just go ahead and do it.  Told him we’d all be nice.”  Jamie bumped your shoulder.

            You blushed.  “Well, so far so good.”  You smiled at him.  “It’s very nice to meet you.”

            Jamie smiled at you and ushered you out the back door where everyone was sitting around a table near the pool, except Skeet who was standing at the grill.  “Look who I found.  And she has something with her that smells really good.”

            Skeet walked over and gave you a hug.  “I’m so glad you could make it.  Sorry about the last-minute invite.”

            You smiled up at him.  “I’m glad I was free.”  You handed the container you were holding to Skeet.  “I made some chocolate chip and some sugar cookies.  Hope that’s okay.”

            “Homemade?”  Matt asked.  “That sounds awesome!”

            Skeet set the container down and walked you to the table.  “Let me introduce you to everyone.  This is Neve.”

            She stuck her hand out to shake.  “It’s so nice to meet you.”  You shook her hand and smiled.

            “You’ve already met Jamie.”  Skeet then pointed to Matt.  “And this is Matt.”

            Matt stood up and hugged you.  “You are a tiny little thing.”  He let out a small chuckle.  “Come sit with us.”  Matt pulled out a chair for you between him and another empty chair that you assumed would be for Skeet.

            “It’s nice to meet everyone.”  You sat down and moved all your hair over your left shoulder, a nervous habit of yours.  “Thank you all for letting me crash the party.”

            Skeet put a hand on your shoulder.  “Could I get you something to drink?  I’ve got beer, sodas, water, all kinds of liquor.  Pretty much anything you might want.”

            You smiled up at Skeet.  “Water will be fine for now.  Thank you!”  Skeet squeezed your shoulder then went inside the house.

            Matt reached over and tapped his hand on the table in front of you.  “Why don’t you tell us about yourself.”

            You nervously smiled and moved all your hair over your right shoulder.  “Okay.  I’m not sure what all Skeet has told you, so hopefully this won’t be too boring or repetitive.”  Skeet set a bottle of water in front of you.  “Thank you!”  He then walked back over to the grill.  “So…my name is Katy Dawson.  I am 42 and one of the few true native Angelenos.  My dad’s adopted me when I was 6 days old.  I went to USC and double majored.  I’ve got a Bachelor of Fine Arts in Dance and a Bachelor of Science in Business Management.  I was a cheerleader all through school along with doing competitive studio dance.  My dad’s owned a successful dance studio in town and I spent all my free time there as a kid.  When I graduated college, I took over full time at the studio and added tumbling classes to keep the cheer side of me going.  About ten years ago I learned that USC needed a new spirit coach, so I applied and have been with them since then.”  You stopped to take a quick sip of your water.  “Personally, I am divorced, about five years ago now.  No kids.  We were married for seven years.  He wanted kids and I can’t have any and he refused to consider adoption so things kind of just fizzled out between us.”  You looked around the table trying to judge if you were over sharing.  “My life now is basically USC, the dance studio, although I don’t run it anymore, and home.”  Everyone sat very quiet and the silence was making you super anxious.  “Also, I’m trying really hard not to fan girl out as I truly am a fan of all of yours.  I love the Scream movies.  Even cried when Randy got killed.”  You gestured toward Jamie.

            He laughed.  “Suck it pretty boys.  She cried over me.”

            That seemed to be exactly what was needed to break the nervous energy of the group as they all started laughing and chatting.  Skeet stated, “Dinner is served,” and everyone got up to make their plates.  Throughout the meal you answered questions and chatted with everyone.  They all made you feel very welcome and like you were part of the group.  They even all exchanged phone numbers with you.  After Neve and Jamie left, you and Matt helped Skeet clean everything up.  Skeet excused himself to run upstairs and get a quick shower as he felt like he smelled like smoke while you and Matt went back outside to talk.

            “Can I ask you a personal question?”  You bit your lip and looked down at the table.

            “Sure.  What’s up?”

            You took a deep breath then quietly asked, “When Skeet was talking to you all about me, how did he describe what is going on between he and I?  He’s a little hard to read and I want to make sure I’m on the same page he is.”

            Matt cleared his throat.  “Well, he has basically said you were a damsel in distress and you both are becoming good friends.”  Matt placed a hand on your leg.  “He has mentioned to me how much he loves your talks and how you are an important part of his every day.”

            You let out a small sigh while you nodded.  “That’s what I figured, but wanted to be sure.”

            Matt squeezed your leg.  “Now, if I was him, I would have asked you out the moment I met you.  You are beautiful, smart, totally chill…the type of woman you don’t meet every day, especially in this town.”  You smiled and looked up at Matt as he leaned in a little closer to you.  When your eyes met, there was a jolt of electricity that ran through your body.  You leaned in closer to Matt, with less than an inch between you.  He moved his hand to cradle your face.  “Come here…kiss me.”  Matt whispered.  You did as told and you shared the sweetest, softest kiss with him.  “Please, let me take you out tomorrow night.”  Matt said as he ran his thumb over your cheek.

            You nodded.  “I would like that.”

            “Perfect.”  Matt ran his thumb over your bottom lip then gave you another small kiss.  “I’ll text you in the morning the details.”  Before you could say anything, you caught the back door open out of the corner of your eye.  Matt did too and sat back in his seat.  “Hey buddy.  Perfect timing.  I was just getting ready to head out.”

            Skeet smiled.  “Thank you for keeping Katy company for me.”

            Matt stood up and hugged Skeet.  “Anytime.  She’s a pretty awesome person to hang out with.”  Matt offered you his hand to stand up.  He pulled you into a hug and said, “It was so nice to meet you and I will see you very soon.”  You smiled and nodded then sat back down at the table.

            Skeet joined you and opened the beer he had brought out with him.  “So, what do you think?  I know it was last minute, but I really wanted you to meet my friends.”

            You smiled at him.  “Everyone was so nice and didn’t seem to mind that an outsider was here.”

            Skeet took a swig of his beer.  “They are all pretty chill and don’t mind ‘outsiders’ as long as they stay chill and don’t make things feel like a meet and greet.”

            “Well, I hope I made a good impression.”  You shifted in your seat.  “I probably need to head out too though.”

            Skeet looked over at you confused.  “Oh, I was hoping we would have some one-on-one time.  I know spending the first half of a date separate isn’t the best idea, but I was hoping we could watch a movie or something.”

            “Date?”  You asked.

            “Yeah.”  Skeet turned his head to the side.

            You got out your phone and went to your texts with Skeet.  “I asked earlier today if this was a date and you didn’t say anything.”

            “Shit.”  Skeet got out his phone.  “I thought I answered you.  I’m so sorry.”  Skeet put his hand on your leg.  “Let me make it up to you.  How about I take you out on a proper date.  Are you available tomorrow?”

            You bit at your thumb nail.  “I can’t do tomorrow…I’ve got a date already that night.”

            “Oh,” Skeet’s shoulders dropped.  “I didn’t think you were dating anyone else right now.”  He removed his hand from your leg.

            “I’m not…or…well I technically wasn’t.  I just got asked out today…by Matt.”  You bit your lip.

            “Matt asked you out?”  Skeet ran his hands through his hair.

            You nodded.  “Yeah.  I don’t think he thought this was a date either.”  You reached over and placed your hand on Skeet’s arm.  “It’s just a first date.  You and I can have an official first date soon and then we can just see where things go from there.”  You looked down at your lap.  “I’m sorry.”

            Skeet placed a finger under your chin and made you look up at him.  “There’s no need to be sorry.  Just a miscommunication.  We will get a real date on the books very soon.”  Skeet paused then asked, “Can I at least kiss you before you leave?”

            You opened your mouth to tell Skeet about kissing Matt, but decided it was better left unsaid right now.  You instead smiled at him and leaned in.  He met you halfway.  Skeet’s kiss was sweet, but not as soft.  There was an eagerness to it that gave you butterflies.  When the kiss ended, Skeet walked you out to your car and watched as your drove away.

[thunderbunny24]

Is Three Company or a Crowd?

This idea has been bouncing around my head since I read a short story about Skeet Ulrich and Matthew Lillard doing the Eiffel Tower pose in a story by @storiesforallfandoms.

Summary - In your teens you had a huge crush on Skeet and Matt because of Scream. Now you have a chance to date them. The problem is they both like you and you like both of them. You all decide to try being a throuple but have to deal with all the ups and downs that come with that life.

Part 1

            You stood in the middle of the aisle at Lowes with your arms crossed over your chest trying to figure out how to reach the staple gun you needed that was higher up than you could reach.  If this was the grocery store, you would have no problem finding a tall person to help you out, but Lowes at 2pm on a Tuesday was practically dead and all the employees seemed to be on break together.  You looked down the aisle, towards the front of the store when you saw someone walk past.  You left your cart of items and jogged down the aisle, trying to catch up to the person you saw.  When you got to the end of the aisle, you loudly said, “Excuse me!”  The person stopped and turned around.  “Hi!  Can you please help me?”

            “I don’t work here,” the man replied.

            You smiled and flipped your long, blonde hair over your shoulder.  “That’s fine.  I just need someone taller than me.”

            The man chuckled and nodded.  “That I can do.”  He started walking towards you.  The closer he got, the more you felt like you recognized him.  Once he was close enough to practically touch you, he looked up at you and you both locked eyes.  “What can I help you reach?”  You felt like you had been hit with a ton of bricks.  You recognized this man because you had a huge crush on him almost 30 years ago.  Skeet Ulrich was standing in front of you and you were having to will yourself to not call him Billy Loomis.  “Miss?”

            You shook your head to wake yourself out of your haze.  “I’m sorry…umm, yeah, just follow me, please.”  You walked down the aisle to where you left your cart.  You pointed to a shelf that was above your head.  “I need that staple gun, please.”

            Skeet was basically eye level with it and easily grabbed it and handed it to you.  “Here you go.  Anything else you need me to grab?”

            You let out a small laugh.  “Yeah…everything else I need from every store EVER.”  You rolled your eyes at yourself.

            “You are a bit compact.”  Skeet teased.

            You looked Skeet up and down.  “We can’t all be over 6 feet tall.”  You winked at him.  “Us barely over 5 footers need help.”  Skeet chuckled.  You stuck out you hand for him to shake.  “Thank you for helping.  My name is Katy.”

            He shook your hand.  “Anytime.  I’m Skeet.”  You both stood there in an awkward silence for a bit.  “I can stay with you to get the rest of your stuff if you need me too.  I’m just here to get a couple 2x4’s and some nails.”

            You grabbed your cart and started walking with Skeet right beside you.  “Are you fixing something or building something?”

            “Building a coffee table for a friend actually and didn’t buy enough wood the other day.”  Skeet took his baseball cap off and ran his hands through his hair before putting it back on.  “What about you?  What do you have going on with all these items?”

            You glanced down at your cart and the list showing on your phone.  “Getting supplies to build a homecoming float.”

            Skeet nodded.  “Cool.  Do you work for a local school or something like that?”

            You bit your lip.  “Something like that.  I am the Head Spirit Coach at USC and my teams were asked to do a Make a Wish for a local kid who got voted Homecoming King.”

            “Wow!”  Skeet looked over at you.  “I now have like a hundred questions.”

            You let out a small laugh.  “Take me out to dinner and I’ll answer anything you want.”  You tried to look as cool and confident as you sounded but inside you were freaking out that you were actually trying to flirt with Skeet Ulrich.  You were sure every woman that meets him flirts with him and you weren’t really anything special.  Just because you ran into a celebrity in the real world while living in Los Angeles didn’t mean you had a chance with them.

            “I can’t do dinner tonight, but maybe we can grab a coffee or something after this.”  Skeet’s eyes kept darting between you and the floor.

            “I’m usually always down for coffee,” you smiled up at him, “but I have to be at the kid’s school with all the supplies in about an hour.”  Skeet’s shoulder’s fell.  “How about I give you my number and we can schedule something for another day?”  Skeet nodded and got his phone out of his pocket and handed it to you.  You added yourself to his contacts as Katy – USC Coach (blonde from Lowes), then texted yourself from his phone before handing it back to him.

            You both finished up your shopping together, with Skeet even loading your purchases into the back of your SUV for you, then gave each other a hug goodbye and went your separate ways.  You honestly didn’t expect to ever hear from Skeet again, but for a moment, teenage you got to live out her fantasy of hanging out with the celebrity you were sure you were going to marry when you grew up, and that at least was a good enough moment for you.

            To your surprise, the next day you received a text from Skeet and that afternoon you spoke on the phone with him for over an hour.  This went on for weeks with you both texting and calling and getting to know each other better, but he hadn’t even attempted to ask you out.  You wanted to ask him, but you didn’t want to be pushy and if he was holding off, there had to be a reason.  You had invited him to come to an USC football game to both enjoy the game and see you in action with your cheer and dance teams, but he had a con almost every weekend and hadn’t been able to come to a game yet.  You had come to the realization that whatever was going on between you both probably wasn’t going to go further than a phone friendship.  Although that wasn’t what you would hope for, you had become very accustom to sharing your day, hopes, dreams, nightmares and life in general with Skeet.

            You were surprised one morning when he texted asking if you would like to come over to his place for dinner that night and to meet some of the first Scream cast.  You accepted and offered to make some cookies for the event.  You thought maybe this is how he handles relationships.  Spends lots of time getting to know you then sees what his friends think.  If not, at least you would get to spend some in person time with Skeet and meet other actors that you were crazy about as a teen.  Skeet wasn’t the only guy from the cast you had a crush on back in the day.

            You did text and ask if this was a date, but he didn’t text or call you until a few hours later and when he did, he brought up a totally different subject.  You decided not to push it.

[thunderbunny24]

Having You For Dinner

I decided to try and write a little story focused just on Skeet. I may be a Lillard girl, but I agree with Matthew when he talks about how handsome Skeet is and decided to have a little naughty fun with it.

Summary - You have lucked out and been asked to be Skeet Ulrich's talent handler for the 2024 Arkansas Comic Con. What you didn't know is how quickly you two would hit it off.

            You stood at the bottom of the escalators, waiting with a sign in your hands that said Ulrich at the Bill and Hillary Clinton National Airport in Little Rock, Arkansas.  You had worked for the Arkansas Comic Con as a talent handler for the past four years, but this was the first time you knew the celebrity you were working with and was a fan of theirs.  In 2023 you were Maile Flanagan from Naruto’s handler.  You had never heard of her before but luckily she was super nice.  In 2022 you were Tom Arnold’s handler.  He was a stuck up jerk the entire time when he wasn’t trying to get in your pants.  In 2021 you were Ryan Hurst from Sons of Anarchy’s handler.  He was very sweet and kind of quiet.  Your first year to work was supposed to be 2020, but COVID caused the con to cancel.  You had heard good things about Skeet Ulrich with his fans but didn’t know how he was with event staff.  You crossed your fingers that he would be nice to you since you had a crush on him since you were a teen.  You kept looking at the escalators, waiting for him to appear, when someone walked up beside you.

            “I think you are here for me.”  You jumped at the voice then looked over to see Skeet standing next to you.  “I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to startle you.”

            You blushed, smiled and shook your head.  “It’s fine.  I just wasn’t expecting you to magically appear.”

            “I took the stairs.”

            You nodded and folded up the paper with his last name on it and put it in the back pocket of your jeans.  “It’s nice to meet you.  My name is Rachel and I’ll be your handler this weekend.  Why don’t we go get your luggage so we can get you out of here Mr. Ulrich.”

            Skeet smiled at you.  “You can just call me Skeet.  No need for all the formal stuff.”  You nodded then walked him over to the luggage carousel.  It took a bit before the suitcases started dropping.

            “What does your suitcase look like?”  You asked.

            Skeet shook his head.  “I can get it.  You are so tiny, I’m honestly not sure you’d be able to lift it.”

            You laughed and shook your head in agreement.  You were only 5’2” and 120 pounds.  There were days even your purse was too heavy for you.  “I am stronger than what you might expect, but I will let you win this one.”  Skeet winked at you and you swore you felt your heart skip a beat.  Once the luggage started appearing, Skeet’s was one of the first bags to come out.  He grabbed his suitcase and followed you to your car.  “Feel free to sit wherever you want.  I can move my daughter’s booster seat if it is in your way.”

            Skeet opened the front passenger’s door.  “Is it okay to sit up here with you?”

            “Of course.”  You cranked up the car once Skeet was in and drove to pay for your parking.

            “I’ve got this.”  Skeet said, reaching for his wallet.

            You shook your head.  “No need.  The Con gives us money to cover your meals and expenses.”  You pulled out some cash to pay for your parking.

            The ride was quiet for a bit.  Skeet was the first to break the silence.  “So, you’ve got a daughter?”

            You smiled.  “Two actually.  A ten-year-old and a seven-year-old.  They are with their dad this weekend, so you don’t have to worry about them.”

            “Single parent, huh?”  You nodded.  “I’ve been there.  My kids are grown now.  Twins, a boy and a girl, that are now 23 years old.  It was difficult when they were younger, though, so I feel for you.”  Skeet’s leg bounced with nervous energy.

            “My ex is a fabulous father and the girls adore him.  He wasn’t the best husband though.”  You bit your lip.  “He had a tendency to enjoy other women’s company and got himself a couple extra kids out of the situation.”

            “Damn!”  Skeet reached over and touched your arm.  “I had fidelity issues when I was younger.  That’s how my kid’s mom and I ended, but no extra kids.”  He squeezed your arm then let go.  “I’m sorry you had to go through that.”

            “Thank you.”  You smiled at Skeet.  “Enough about me.  Have you ever been to Little Rock before?  If you haven’t and are interested, I can give you a bit of a tour.”

            Skeet chuckled.  “I dated a girl that was from here a long time ago and came to do the ‘meet the parents’ thing, but that’s the only time.  I honestly would like to just order some food and hang in my hotel room.  I tend to be a bit of a homebody.”

            You nodded.  “I understand that totally.  I’ve been working from home since COVID started and basically only leave the house to take the kids to school and grocery shop.”

            “What do you do for work?”  Skeet asked, shifting in his seat to look at you better.

            “I handle attorney management for a mortgage company that its headquarters are based here in Little Rock.  We are a smaller company.  We originate loans for four states but service loans for all fifty states and three US Territories.  I’m the manager of a team of four people.”

            “Wow!”  Skeet leaned back.  “And you do this con stuff too?”

            You nodded.  “A guy I dated a few years back told me all about it and I thought it sounded like something fun to do.  It’s always a crazy weekend, but a fun one.”

            “Well, I will try to be good to you.”  Skeet reached over and patted your thigh.

            The heat from his hand made your entire body vibrate.  You knew you were crazy thinking anything was actually happening between the two of you, but man you were enjoying the feelings he was giving you.  “We are almost at the hotel.  Once we get you checked in, I can get you some dinner.  Anything in particular you are tasting?”

            Skeet took his hat off, ran his hands through his hair then put his hat back on.  “This sounds kind of lame, but I think just a pizza and some beers.”

            You shook your heard.  “That’s not lame and there is a good, local pizza place just a few blocks from the hotel.”

            “Cool.”  Skeet cleared his throat.  “Would you be willing to join me for dinner?  It’s that’s okay with your boyfriend or whatever…”

            You blushed.  “No boyfriend right now, but I don’t want to intrude on your time.”

            “You wouldn’t.”  Skeet wiped his palms on his jeans.  “I just thought it would be nice to have some company tonight and you seem like the kind of person I would like to get to know better.”  You glanced over at Skeet and the look in his eyes made your stomach do flip flops.  He was better looking to you now than he was in his twenties and you thought he was handsome then.  All kinds of naughty thoughts bounced around your head.  You knew it was crazy, but you couldn’t stop grinning.  “If you don’t want to, I understand.  Just a thought.”

            Skeet’s voice jolted you back to reality.  “I guess I could stay for a slice or two.”  You started drumming your fingers on the steering wheel, trying to release some of your nervous energy.  “Well, we are here.  Welcome to the Little Rock Marriott.”  You pulled your car up to the valet and gave them your car keys as Skeet got his backpack and suitcase out of the trunk.  You both went inside and got Skeet checked in and up to his room.  You were looking at your phone at the pizza place’s menu.  “What kind of pizza do you prefer?  I’ll get it called in and go pick it up while you get settled in.”

            Skeet walked over to you, took the phone out of your hands and placed it on the dresser.  You then both locked eyes.  You couldn’t believe you were about to do this with a celebrity you had just met.  Skeet towered over you and in his shadow, you felt both scared and safe.  He leaned down to kiss you, taking a finger to push your chin up, bringing your lips closed to his.  Right before your lips touched, he asked, “Is this okay?”

            You let out a shaky breath and replied, “Yes.”  Before you could finish the S sound, Skeet gave you the softest kiss.  Then another and another.  He wrapped his hand in your hair while the other grabbed your waist to pull you in closer.  You placed both your hands on his chest and could feel his heart pounding.  He slid a hand under your shirt, making you let out a gasp.  Skeet used the opportunity and started investigating your mouth with his tongue.  You felt your knees go weak and grabbed his shirt to help keep you steady.  He removed his hand from your hair and squeezed your breast before he went to take your shirt off.  Your bodies separated long enough for him to remove your shirt and bra, then he pulled you back into him as he kissed your neck, leaving tiny bite marks.  He massaged your breasts, making you arch your back.  He took your right breast and placed it in his mouth, licking at your erect nipple while he took his own shirt off.  You reached down to undo his belt and unzip his jeans.  You slid his jeans and boxers off and pushed him back towards the bed.  He sat on the edge of the bed and you got on your knees.

            You lightly enclosed his erect cock in your right hand and looked up at Skeet.  His eyes were closed as he asked, “Are you okay doing this?”  You nodded and went to lick his cock when he lightly grabbed your face.  “I need to hear you say it.”

            You looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.  “Yes, I am okay with doing this.”  He rubbed his thumb against your cheek then leaned back with his hands bracing his as you licked him from base to tip.  He let out a guttural growl as you licked around the head then placed it in your mouth.  He tasted like soap and salt and he smelled like a woodsy cologne.  You slowly took more and more of him in your mouth until you were at his base.  You held still, waiting for him to thrust in anticipation, then slowly slid him out of your mouth.  He let out a groan of pleasure.  You repeated this process a few times until you felt him put his hand on your head to hold you while he thrusted.  You then began to suck him off like he was the first meal you had in days.  He moaned, still thrusting, while he held your hair out of your face.

            You could tell Skeet was about to blow as his stomach muscles clinched up and he had stopped thrusting.  He grabbed your head and pulled it up so that his dick fell out of your mouth.  You looked up at him questioning.  “I want to fuck you.”

            You winked at him as you wiped our mouth.  “Yes sir.”  You stood up and Skeet reached for your jeans to unzip them.  He slid them and your panties down your legs then turned you so your back was to him.  You realized that you were facing a mirror and you could see all the way to your feet in the reflection.  Skeet grabbed your waist and scooted you back so that you were hovering above his cock.  He aligned himself with you as you slowly took him in.

            “Shit…you are so tight and so wet.”  Skeet purred in your ear, his seductive voice sending a shiver down your spine.  Once you had him fully inside you, you started rocking your hips back and forth while he cupped your breasts and kissed your neck.  You leaned your head back and closed your eyes.  Skeet nibbled your earlobe then whispered.  “Don’t close your eyes.  I want to watch you watch yourself get off.”  You nodded and looked at the mirror, making eye contact with Skeet.  “That’s a good girl.”  You continued rocking and every few moments, Skeet would thrust deep into you.  Both of you were breathing heavy when Skeet wrapped one arm around your stomach and took his other hand to start circling your clit with his fingers.  You began to shake as Skeet went faster with his fingers.

            “I’m so fucking close.”  You say as you look back to kiss his cheek.  You started bounding on his dick as he rolled your clit between his thumb and pointer fingers.  You let out a loud moan as you felt your orgasm starting then reached back and dug your nails into the soft skin of his lower back.  Before he could even make a sound, Skeet’s release hit him.  You both came together and then collapsed back onto the bed.  Once both of your breathing calmed down, you laughed.  “I’m not sure that was in the job description of being a talent handler.”

            Skeet rolled to his side and propped himself up on his elbow.  “I’ve never done that before.”

            You raised your eyebrows.  “What?  Fucked a fan.  You know you have.”

            He shook his head.  “No.  I mean…”

            You took his other hand and kissed his knuckles.  “I never have either and now you’ve set the bar super high.”  You placed his hand on your stomach.  “Why don’t I order you that pizza now?”

            Skeet got on top of you and sweetly kissed you.  “The only thing I want to eat right now is you.”  He gave you a mischievous smile then started kissed down your torso.

            As Skeet reached his destination, you closed your eyes and said, “Shit.”  Skeet chuckled and continued eating you out.

[thunderbunny24]

A Fool's Advice

I, like many other people who write Scream based fan fictions, have gotten the anonymous question of "Did you ever think of writing Stu and Sidney together? Did you know the actor's dated in real life?" And like most of the other writers I am so in the Stu & Billy camp that writing a Stu Sidney doesn't feel right. But alas, I put a little something together of that question.

Summary - A summer hang out goes wrong when Stu shoots his shot with Sidney.

            It was a beautiful, warm July day in Woodsboro, California.  Some of the most popular, upcoming seniors, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Tatum Riley, Sidney Prescott and Randy Meeks, were all hanging out at Stu’s house, swimming in his pool.  Stu’s parents were hardly ever home so Stu would do whatever he wanted without concern of getting caught.  Although this was a group of popular kids, they also hung on the outsides of school popularity as all the guys were big horror movie buffs.  The girls in the group regularly rotated in and out, except for Sidney, as Stu was a bit of a player and Randy was a virgin and too scared to get too serious with anyone.  Sidney was different.  She and Billy had been together almost two years now.  Sidney worried that Billy might feel trapped in their relationship since the prior year when her mom was murdered and she had to testify in court, Sidney leaned on Billy heavily for support.  She didn’t mean to trap him, but she wasn’t sure if she would have survived the past year without him.  She was pretty sure he was going to break up with her sometime soon as he wanted a more physical relationship but she was a virgin and wasn’t sure she was ready to make that big of a commitment.

            Sidney had been sunning by the pool when she got up and walked over to Stu.  He was sitting on the side of the pool with just his legs in the water.  “Hey Stu, I didn’t eat anything this morning.  Can I make myself a snack or sandwich?  I’m not feeling good.”

            Stu stood up.  “Sure Sid.  I’ll help you out.”

            “Don’t take too long.”  Tatum said as the pair walked inside.

            Stu grabbed some items and placed them on the island in his kitchen.  “Here is bread and some chips.  Help yourself to anything in the fridge.”

            Sidney opened the bag of chips and popped one in her mouth.  “I’m actually glad you came in with me.  I’ve got a question I’ve been wanting to ask you but can you be serious for a bit and keep this between us?”

            Stu tilted his head to the side and smiled.  “I’ll try my best to be serious and of course anything you say is under lock and key.”  Stu mimicked zipping his lips.

            Sidney looked down at the floor.  “Has Billy said anything to you about he and I and our relationship?”

            “Like what?”  Stu perched himself up on the counter.

            “Like maybe he’s not happy or he wants to break up with me.”  Sidney wiped a tear off her cheek.

            Stu reached out his arms.  “Come here Sid.”  Sidney walked over and placed her head on Stud’s chest while he hugged her.  “He hasn’t said anything about breaking up, but he has mentioned he’s a bit…unfulfilled in the bedroom.”  Sidney sighed.  Stu took a quick sniff of her hair then began to speak again.  “I think he’s a bit bummed that you guys have been together so long and things have slowed down instead of heated up.”

            Sidney looked up at Stu.  He kept his hands on her upper arms.  “I love Billy.  I really do.  I just don’t know if I’m ready to…” Sidney whispered, “lose my virginity yet.”

            Stu got a devious look.  “You know there’s all kinds of things you can do that aren’t sex.”

            Sidney smacked Stu in the chest and shooshed him.  “I know and we’ve done some things, but I know he wants to go all the way and I’m just not ready.”

            “What all have you guys done?”  Stu squeezed Sidney’s arms.

            She shook her head.  “I’m not getting into all the specifics with you, but we’ve done stuff.  It’s just been a while.”

            Stu pulled Sidney into his body, his lips just a few inches from her face.  “You could always practice with me…or Tatum if you wanted.”  He took one hand and pushed her chin up to look him in the eyes.  “Or both of us at the same time if you’re frisky.”

            Sidney stepped back, pulled herself loose from Stu’s grip and slapped him.  “You are gross.  Forget I said anything.”  She turned and stormed out of the kitchen and back out to the pool.

            Stu hollered after her.  “It was just a suggestion.  You don’t have to be so stuck up about it.”  Stu sighed and hopped off the counter.  He softly said to himself, “I’ve always had a thing for you Sid.  I was just shooting my shot.”  Before Stu could make it back outside, Tatum and Sidney were heading towards his front door.

            Tatum stopped to talk to Stu for a second, but Sidney kept walking.  “Hey babe.  I need to run Sidney home then I’ll be back.  She’s said she’s really feeling bad.”  Tatum got on her tip toes to kiss Stu.  “Maybe by the time I get back you can kick the guys out and we can have some fun up in your room.”  Tatum grabbed Stu’s crotch then left.

            Stu walked back outside to the guys.  Billy asked, “What was that all about?”

            Stu shook his head.  “September cannot get here fast enough.  You need to deal with your woman.”

            “What’s happening in September?” Randy asked.  Billy rolled his eyes as he jumped over to Randy to dunk him.

[thunderbunny24]

Gotcha Day

This story was inspired by @scattered9bones and is a sweet little one shot.

Summary - Skeet Ulrich and Matthew Lillard absolutely have to be married in another universe. They have two dogs, an adoptive daughter and said daughter has a fish named Sandals.

            The sun started to peak in through the curtains of the master bedroom on a mild Spring morning in Pasadena.  Like clockwork, Matthew opened his eyes and started stretching out all his muscles and joints.  He looked over and Skeet was still fast asleep.  Matthew snuggled up next to him and started giving soft kisses on his cheek.  He placed a hand on Skeet’s stomach and started to sweetly call out his name.  After a few moments, Skeet started to stir.

            “Good morning!”  Matthew said as he kissed Skeet’s exposed shoulder.

            “Morning.”

            “You can do better than that.”  Matthew teased.  “Good morning my love…my angel…my heart.”

            Skeet grumbled.  “Good morning handsome.”  He then picked up his phone to see the time and grumbled more.  “It’s Saturday and 7am.  Why are you waking me up this early?”

            “I love you too.”  Matthew gave Skeet a kiss then shoved his shoulder.  “I figure we will have a visitor any minute and didn’t want you grumpy when she came in.”  Right on schedule there was a knock at their bedroom door.  “Come in.”

            “Daddy!  Papa!  Happy Gotcha Day!”  An 8-year-old girl with long blonde hair skipped into the bedroom and climbed up on the bed.  She gave each man a hug and kiss.  “I can’t wait for my party today!”

            Matthew reached out to smooth the girl’s hair.  “It will be super fun, Carly.  Your whole class has said they will be there.”

            Carly climbed into Matthew’s lap.  “Daddy, I like my Gotcha parties more than my birthday parties.  Today will be awesome!”

            Skeet smiled at the blue-eyed girl.  “That’s because your birthday is right between mine and Daddy’s and you don’t like to share.”

            Carly laughed.  “No Papa.  I love sharing my birthday with you both.  I just like that it’s warmer weather so my Gotcha party can be outside.”  Skeet ruffled Carly’s hair.  “Oh, Daddy, Papa, can I bring Sandals with me to the party?  I’ve told my whole class about him.”

            “No, you cannot bring your fish to your party.”  Matthew shook his head.  “Fish don’t travel well.  You can bring the dogs if you want.”

            Carly shook her head.  “Bella’s too old and it wouldn’t be fair to only bring Cooper.”

            “But a single fish is okay?”  Matthew asked while he smoothed Carly’s hair back down.

            Skeet shook his head.  “Kid logic.”

            “Baby girl, why don’t you go find something to watch on TV and I’ll make us all some waffles for breakfast.”

            Carly hugged Matthew.  “Yeah waffles!”  The little blonde girl hopped off the bed and skipped out of the room.

            “No fish, Daddy?  You take the fun out of everything.”  Skeet teased.

            Matthew bumped Skeet’s shoulder.  “Shut up Papa!”

            “I’ll shut you up.”  Skeet raised his eyebrows as he reached over and gave Matthew a deep, passionate kiss.

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Second Chance at Love

The end is finally here. I hope everyone has like the story. I have left it where if I wanted to do a sequel, or one was strongly suggested, I could continue, but for now it is time to say goodbye to these characters.

Part 17

Good morning beautiful and happy 8 month anniversary!  Call me after you get Violet to school and I’ll give you all the important details about our date tonight.

            You read Matt’s text while you were sipping your morning coffee.  Your kitchen was full of noise as Violet was talking nonstop about a boy at school that she had a crush on while making her lunch for the day and Megan was going over your schedule for the day with you.  You texted back.

Morning handsome!  How do you remember month anniversaries?  I barely know what day of the week it is.  Megan is going to take Violet to school today so I should be able to call after 7:30.  Missed you last night.

            You scrolled back in your text chain to look at the pictures Matt had sent of his game night with the Beadle & Grimm’s guys.

I missed you too.  I hate not sleeping next to you but thank you for being cool when I realized the game was going to go late.  I’ll talk to you in a little bit.  Love you!

            You texted back a purple heart then went up to your bedroom to go take a shower and get ready for the day.  After your shower, you said goodbye to Violet then called Matt.

            “Hello beautiful!”

            You giggled and rolled your eyes.  “Hey!  Looks like you had a great time with the guys last night.”

            “I did!”  You could hear Matt’s smile through the phone.  “We ended up not even starting the game until about 10 last night.  I’m sorry!”

            You shook your head.  “No need to apologize.  You were having a guy’s night.  I totally get it.”

            “Thank you, sweetheart!  What all is on your plate today?”

            You opened up the calendar app on your phone.  “I’ve got a final audition this morning for the Community movie to be Joel McHale’s girlfriend then after lunch I’ve got an open audition for Mrs. Robinson in the stage adaptation of The Graduate.”

            “Break a leg, baby!”

            You smiled.  “Thank you!”

            Matt cleared his throat.  “So, for our date tonight, I’m going to pick you up at 7pm.  Addi is going to watch Violet for us.  Dress code is casual Friday at the office.  Sensible shoes are a requirement.”

            You teased.  “There goes my dream of a fancy dinner.”

            “I promise, you will like it.  I’ll see you this evening.  I love you and good luck at your auditions today.”

            “Thank you, babe!”  You hung up the phone and finished getting ready for your auditions.

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            You thought you heard voices downstairs, so you looked at the clock and saw it was 6:45pm and assumed Matt and Addi were there.  You put your last few pieces of jewelry on then headed downstairs.  You heard a whistle and looked up at Matt who was grinning from ear to ear.  He looked you up and down then twirled his finger to get you to do a spin, of which you obliged once you were down the stairs and in the kitchen.

            “If this is business casual then…mmm mmm…”  Matt took your hand and gave it a small kiss.  You were wearing jeans, a black lace halter top and sandals.  Matt had on jeans, a green polo and his favorite pair of Hey Dudes.  “You ready to head out?”

            “Yes sir.  Just need to grab my purse and I’ll be good.”  You grabbed your purse, gave Violet a hug and walked towards the front door.

            Matt stepped between you and the door.  “You need to pay the toll young lady.”  He said as he pointed at his cheek.  You shook your head and kissed his cheek.  You both hopped into Matt’s car and he drove you to Marina Del Rey.  He escorted you to a yacht and helped you get on the boat.  A crew member handed you a glass of champagne and led you to a table set up for dinner.

            “Did you seriously rent a yacht and a crew for a date?”  You looked a bit concerned as you both try very hard to live well under your means.  The boat began to leave the dock and head out to the ocean.

            Matt smiled at you.  “I did.  I wanted tonight to be special plus I don’t know how to drive a boat so I had to get a crew.”  He winked at you.  “I want to make a toast.”  Matt raised his glass.  “To 8 amazing months together.”  You clinked your glass with his then took another sip.

            “How is a nighttime boat ride with dinner ‘casual Friday at the office’?”  You made finger quotes.  “The sensible shoes part makes sense but I feel like I should be in a fancy dress, dripping in diamonds.”

            Matt reached over and ran his hand up and down your arm.  “A boat is no place for heels or jewelry that comes with a body guard.”  You shook your head.  “Looks like dinner is ready.”  The crew member that led you to the table earlier put a plate of chicken nachos in front of you.  You gave Matt a confused look.  “I know this is your favorite, so I had them make it for us.”

            You scrunched your eyebrows as you continued to look at Matt.  “There is obviously something up that I don’t have figured out yet.  Fancy boat…comfy clothes…favorite food…Are you trying to lull me into a happy place before you Natalie Wood’s me?”

            “Too soon.”  Matt laughed.  “No, I’m not going to kill you, I promise, but there is something up.  You’ll just have to wait.  Dinner first.  Plus, who wants to eat cold nachos?”

            “Fine.”  You said while taking a small chip and popping it in your mouth.  While you both ate dinner, you and Matt talked about his game night the prior evening and your auditions from that day.  Once dinner was done, Matt reached out his hand and led you to the front of the boat that was facing Venice Beach.  Matt stood behind you and wrapped you up in his arms.  “It’s such a beautiful view but I think you went a bit overboard…”

            Matt interrupted.  “Pun intended?”

            You smiled at his joke as you rolled your eyes.  “This is a fancy date that I wasn’t expecting, but it had been a pretty perfect night.”

            “Well, there is one more thing.”  Matt cleared his throat.  “I know 8 months together isn’t something that most people celebrate, but I wanted to do something big and memorable.”  He turned your body so that you were facing him.  “Since we ran into each other at that gas station, I have been in love with you.  I haven’t felt this strongly for anyone since my last child was born.  You are so beautiful and talented and smart.  You are an amazing mother and the best partner I could ever ask for.  I know we had to go through our prior relationships so that we could appreciate each other fully.”  Matt reached in his pocket and you instantly felt your entire body shiver in anticipation.  “I will always wish we had met sooner, but I refuse to live another day without knowing we will be together for every day that is to come.  Stacy,” Matt got down on one knee and held up a ring.  “Will you please give me the honor of being my wife?”

            Tears quietly ran down your face as you locked eyes with Matt then smiled.  Your voice come out as a whisper.  “Yes, I would love to.”  Matt slipped the ring on your finger, got up and wrapped you in an embrace then kissed you.

            “You said yes?”  Matt quietly asked.

            You reached up and ran your thumb over his cheek.  “I said yes.”

            “Then, I’ve got one more question.”  You looked at him confused as to what else he would need to ask.  “Can I adopt Violet too?  I want her to be our daughter.  I want her to be a Lillard.”

            Your mouth hung open.  You never expected someone to want to adopt your daughter.  In fact, that thought had never crossed your mind.  “I would love for her to be a Lillard and I know she would too.”  Matt wrapped you up in a hug as you both quietly cried.  Matt had found his second chance at love and you found a second chance at love and a second chance to have the family you always dreamed of.