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Riona: Irish for Queen
Luke: Greek for Light.
Grier: Scottish for watchful, guardian
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"Honey, I'm home!" Luke yelled as he came into the apartment, flicking his shoes off by the door.
He listens in the quiet space, and hears faint moans down the hall. Padding quietly, shedding tie and socks as he goes, he peers into each doorway, listening, yet knowing she is in the bedroom. Silently, he leans against the doorframe, watching as she wields her toy, sliding it in and out of her obviously wet pussy.
"mmm....yeesss" she moans, one hand on the clear glass toy, the other dancing over her folds, stopping to slowly rub her clit.
"Anything I can help you with there, Riona?"
"Fuck! You scared the shit out of me! What the hell are you doing home?"
Smiling, he glances around the room. "Got another lover hidden here, just waiting to watch me fuck you silly? I called out when I came in. It's not my fault you were otherwise engrossed in your, um, activities."
Slowly, she pulls the toy from her pussy, her wetness making a soft slurping sound as she removes the last few inches. "You know there isn't anyone here. We agreed that there would be no one else unless we were both involved. And you still have not agreed to when that would be."
"I know" he says, sitting on the edge of the bed, his cock tenting out his dress pants, a small wet spot already staining them from the few minutes of Rio's show. "What if I told you that I think I found someone that might fit our needs? Would you be interested?"
Surprised, she glances over at him. "Really? Who? Do I know him?"
"He was at our last party. Do you remember Grier? Tall guy, dark skin, dark brown hair? The one you said looked like a tanned god?"
"Hell yes! How do you know he would be interested?"
"Well, we met up in the restroom at work today. I went in and he was doing a bit more than shaking to dry off. I startled him a bit. Nothing happened then, but we had a meeting in my office about an hour or so later and he could not keep his eyes off the picture of you on my desk. The one of you in that low cut black dress. Remember it?"
"Mhm...yes. I love that dress. Why would that make you think he would be interested?"
"His prick was so fucking hard, he couldn't sit still. I asked him if he liked the picture of you. He said that you were pretty. So we talked for a bit. It got down to the fact that you have been the primary focus of his fantasies for the past two months since the party. He seemed embarrassed, but I told him that I was proud that you could get him off like that, and that you were much better in life than in fantasy."
"Holy shit! I can't believe you had that conversation with a coworker!" she said, sitting up. "What did he say to that?"
"Well, he blushed. I told him we were looking for a third for some fun and if the person worked out, something semi-permanent. I asked him if he was interested."
"And?" she all by screamed, pleased and quite aroused at the thought of another cock in her life.
"He will be over in a few minutes. Nothing major, and we don't have to get naked or anything. Just drinks, maybe dinner" Luke said with a laugh, looking at Rio's completely naked, sex-starved form.
"Shit" Rio spat as she jumped up and headed for the shower. "You could have told me we were having company before you told me I would get my brains fucked out tonight!"
Ten minutes later, she strode into the living room, a soft yet elegantly cut cotton shirt over a pair of well-worn jean shorts, feet bare. Luke and Grier were already chatting, sitting in the comfortable chairs, drinking beer. Rio went to the kitchen, grabbed one for herself, then curled up in the corner of the couch, sizing up this new player.