Chapter 3: Ask and Receive
In the morning, when Ben woke up and saw Aimee lying there peacefully naked, he had an idea. "I think I'll surprise you," he whispered. He slipped some light clothes on, careful not to wake her, and walked over to Shaheen's door. Then he knocked. A few moments later, he heard her sleepy voice from inside: "...come in."
Ben opened up the door quietly. Shaheen quickly greeted him with a smile and a kiss. They made out for a minute before Shaheen finally broke away with a soft sigh.
"So, what brings you over so early?" she playfully asked. "Mmm, need a morning lay?"
"Got a surprise," he told her. "Come with me and see what I've got in my bedroom."
The black girl followed him eagerly into his apartment, then watched him with mounting interest as he took off his clothes in the living room. Her own loose garments came off, too; she was following his lead with excitement. When they were both naked, he led her by the hand to his bedroom where Aimee slept.
She gasped in delight at the sight of the sleeping beauty. "Oh!" she said softly; then she chuckled wickedly as she realized what Ben had brought her here for.
"Why don't you wake her up, Shaheen?" Ben asked softly. "By licking her pussy, I mean."
She flushed at this suggestion -- but that only added to the eroticism. Shaheen crawled up between Aimee's legs to begin licking at the sweet treasure within, while Ben watched from the bedside nearby.
Feeling the sensation, Aimee slowly awoke, and pleasure spread quickly over her face. Ben smiled warmly when he saw how aroused she was; he tracked her expression as she looked from his smiling face to that of the unknown black girl lapping at her pussy. The two women made eye contact briefly before Shaheen returned back to lavishing Aimee's snatch with her talented tongue. It was a tender, erotic scene unlike anything Ben had experienced in person.
"Oh?" Aimee gasped, surprised for certain, but not in a bad way. "This is a first." Then she moaned and writhed on the mattress as she enjoyed herself thoroughly. In no time at all, she came loudly on Shaheen's tongue. Then she rolled over with an exhausted smile upon her pretty features.
"You liked that?" Ben asked the freckled brunette. She nodded happily. "Aimee, meet my neighbor, Shaheen."
Shaheen smiled brightly and extended one hand across the bed toward her new playmate. "Hi!" she said cheerfully. Aimee took it and shook lightly; then they both laughed together as their hands lingered there for a while longer.
"You have quite the tasty pussy," Shaheen whispered into her ear after several moments had passed.
Aimee blushed prettily at this compliment, but there was more than a hint of naughtiness in her smile. "You have a really good tongue," she replied to the black girl, who grinned broadly.
"I knew you two would get along," Ben said proudly. He stepped forward from his position next to the bedside to join them, sitting on the bed in between their nude frames. Both girls pressed their bodies against his, taking turns kissing him while he held onto both of them tightly. Soon they were all supine, tangled up in a passionate embrace -- and touching and kissing each other all over. Ben felt very lucky indeed that morning -- and so did the two lovely women with whom he was sharing himself.
The morning threesome that followed lasted long enough that they lost track of time. They played in many positions until finally they all were satisfied. They lay back on the mattress together for some cuddling afterward, all feeling that they'd bonded deeply from the experience. Next, they took turns showering and getting dressed; Ben would have happily joined either girl under the hot spray, but his bathroom was meager and his shower tiny. Instead, they each washed up solo -- and all the while, whichever two weren't in the bathroom enjoyed more kissing atop the bed.
When all three had cleaned up, they went to the living room together for breakfast. Shaheen turned out to be as crafty in the kitchen as in bed. She made bacon and eggs, plus toast with jam, and brewed coffee for all of them. They sat down together at the table to enjoy themselves.
"What a morning," Aimee said, sighing in joy. "Ben, you're full of surprises. And I like this neighbor of yours." Shaheen smiled at her as she sipped from her mug.
Ben looked at Aimee fondly. He certainly felt that they'd forged a special bond. For a moment he wondered if all that had happened made her his girlfriend; he'd asked her out, after all, before anything else had happened with anyone. But then he recalled what the bracelet's magic had seemed to assure him. There would be no choosing, no settling. He glanced toward Shaheen and felt an equivalent longing for her -- and realized it would be unfair to consider her a mere source of fun on the side while Aimee claimed girlfriend status. At once, he realized what he wanted to propose.
"You know," he spoke, "since the three of us seem to like each other so much... why don't we make it official and date each other?"
"All three of us?" Aimee asked, glancing expectantly from Ben to Shaheen. "Oh, wow. I didn't even think that was something we could do."
"We could try it, if you two like," Ben offered. "Polyamory. That'd be the term. People do it -- why can't we?" He grinned at Shaheen as he spoke.
The dark-skinned girl flushed as she considered it. Evidently, it didn't take long for her to decide in its favor. "A three-way relationship, huh?" she said. "Sounds hot." Her eyes sparkled wickedly; now she was thinking about how naughty things would get between herself, Ben, and Aimee once they were all tied up in the same loving knot.
She set down her coffee, then stood up from her seat, striding over to where Aimee sat. "Also means I won't be stepping on any toes when I feel like doing this," she said. Bending down, the black girl kissed the brunette softly, her hands claiming Aimee's waist.
Aimee smiled and giggled. "This is, like, my bisexual wet dream." Then everyone broke into happy laughter at the joke. It seemed like everything was going exactly according to Ben's hopes; better, even.
Then Ben recalled that there was still one missing piece; a lover neither of the two present even knew about. In most relationships, he reckoned, the existence of such a woman would be quite the destructive bombshell to drop. But Ben feared none of that; he had his bracelet and its reassurances, and so he brought up the subject casually.
"I should tell you, too," he said, catching the attention of both. "There's another girl in the mix. Or, there can be, if you want her to be."
Shaheen and Aimee smiled brightly at this revelation. "Really? Who?" they asked simultaneously before laughing again at their coincidental outburst.
