Continued from The Deal Part 2:
"Don't hold onto the past Erik. You'll miss out on the future." And with that, she leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Not a sisterly kiss, not a I want to fuck your brains out right now kiss, but a lingering kiss that said she was my friend, maybe my best friend and maybe something more.
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* Chapter 7 *
On Saturday morning, I went unannounced, past the small three bedroom house Shannon was sharing with a friend. I got the address off the forms she had filled in. It was small but neat. I still felt guilty about the previous weekend, and I wanted to see how the girls were doing. Shannon's friend who was a married mother of a six-year-old boy, wasn't home but Shannon was - and she was, playing tea-party with the girls at the back.
She was surprised to see me then was suspicious of my motives. I told her I only wanted to see how the girls were doing after the previous Sunday's events and she relaxed but was still apprehensive which finally dissipated into a wary acceptance of my presence. Otherwise, she was in a good mood especially as she had been asked to go in for a second interview on Monday morning at the School. This time with the principle.
I greeted the girls and immediately found myself in the middle of horseplay and rough housing with them. They were definitely in need of a male figure. I then pulled out my surprise - Ice-cream. So, we all had a tea party with oodles of ice-cream scooped into tiny tea cups and re-filled every few minutes.
There was an old sun-faded tricycle lying in the back and after some tinkering, including greasing the chain with cooking oil, which was all I could find, I had it running smoothly again and I showed the girls how to ride it. Initially they were a bit unsure, but after some encouragement Kerry was the first to get the hang of it, then Kayla got it and off they went round and round in the backyard.
Shannon filled me in on Alex, the woman who's house she was sharing. She showed me where she and the twins were sleeping. There were two three quarter beds and not much space for anything else in the spare room. She slept in the one and the girls shared the other.
She told me how glad she was now that she was receiving money and could share the rent, utilities and food costs, and pointed out that she would probably stay as long as Alex would have her and at least, until her situation with the divorce was over and she knew where she stood. I assured her that I was moving as fast as I could but that everything took time.
Back outside there was a small war as to who was going to ride the bike next. Kerry -- funny how easily I could tell them apart -- was on and she wasn't about to share. Kayla was having a crying fit even as she was trying to push Kerry off.
"Trouble, strife and temper-tantrums," I said over my shoulder. " My job here is done."
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I popped into the office hoping to catch up on some paperwork but instead found myself re-playing my last conversation with Rebecca. The only thing that was obvious is that I was spinning out of my personal self-control, and I only had myself to blame but I couldn't stop either.
When I got there, I could hear the sound of work from Rebecca's office. I made two cups of coffee and walked into her office taking a seat. I proffered her one. We sipped our coffees silently for a bit while I tried to get my thoughts in order. She arched her eyebrows and waited.
"How badly do you want to be with Shannon?" I asked."
"Be with her?" She laughed at my phrasing.
"Yes, sleep with her; Have sex with her; Make love to her; Fuck her!"
"I don't really know. I haven't given it a whole lot of thought except when I'm around her. I'm hardly even Bi. More Bi-curious but there's something about that woman that revs my hormones."
"What if it was a bit more complicated than that?" I looked at her intently. Ah, in for a penny in for a pound - as the Brits would say. "What if I was involved as well?"
"Mr Taylor! Are you suggesting a three way?"
"Well, yes. I suppose I am"
She stood up came around the desk and sat in the chair next to me turning to face me. "Tell me everything." She spoke in a Greta Garbo voice - or was I thinking of someone else.
I rolled the dice and told her of the deal. She progressed from concerned, "Jesus Boss, this could get you disbarred." To sly, "I knew you were porking her you durty dawg." To excited. "Anything at all, you say?"
I watched wheels and cogs spinning in her head. "A real threesome -- anything goes?"
"Yes. Are you ok with that?"
She slowly broke into a wide smile and there was mischief in her eyes. "I get to Drive a Mustang and a Porsche at the same time?" She grinned even wider. The girl was car crazy. "What's there not to like?"
* Chapter 8 *
We were young and lying in bed, eating pizza and sharing our last beer when I raised the idea of a three way.
"Well, if you want to bring in Bill, I won't say no." She gave me an evil smile.
"I was thinking of Debbie." Mostly thinking about Debbie's D size breasts.
'I don't want to go down on Debbie." She vetoed the though.
"Why not?"
"How would you like to suck Bill's cock?" She countered.
"It's not the same." I argued. "Women are mostly bi-sexual while guys are either straight or gay."
"Says who?"
"Say's everybody."
"Everybody's wrong."
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When Shannon arrived later that night I swept her through the door before she got to knocking.