way.
I’m pulled from my thoughts when Nathalia walks back into the bedroom with a somewhat annoyed look on her face.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
“Oh, yeah. Sorry about that.”
“No problem.”
She crawls back onto the bed and sits on her knees in between my legs.
“So,” she says with a small smile.
“So.”
“Moment of truth time.”
“Oh?” I ask, sitting up straighter with my back still pushed against the headboard.
“Yeah, and I’m a little nervous.”
“You? Nervous? You don’t seem like the type to be nervous.”
“Usually I’m not, but I like you, Marc, and I don’t want you to…I don’t know. I’m just nervous.”
My brows furrow a little in confusion. “Just tell me. I’m sure everything will be fine.” I try to give her a reassuring smile.
“Well, tonight you opened up a little and I appreciate that. I got to know a little more of the real Marc and what you enjoy.” She pauses and lifts a finger and points at me. “But I do plan on finding out more.”
I smile and nod and wait for her to continue.
“Anyway, I know tomorrow is supposed to be my night to show you what I like, and I have an idea—a plan if you will—but now I’m getting nervous that you might not be into it.”
“I don’t know why you seem so afraid of my reactions to things. I’m sure I will be into it. I’ve told you that you’d be hard-pressed to find something I haven’t already done.”
She bites the corner of her bottom lip, looking down at the covers for a few moments before looking back at me.
“Okay.” She exhales a loud and long puff of air. “I want to have a threesome.”
Once the words have left her mouth, she bites down on her lip again, and looks up at me from under her long lashes. The image of her there on her knees, looking up at me like a sad puppy dog, makes me smile.
“Okay.”
Her brows lift a bit. “Okay?”
“Yeah, that’s fine,” I say with a small chuckle.
“Okay, but it’s with another man.” She fidgets with her fingers.
With another smile, I nod at her. “That’s fine, too. It’s nothing new,” I say with shrug.
She takes a deep breath, her shoulders lifting significantly before dropping again. I know she has more to say, but I’m letting her take her time. She’s obviously trying to work up to it. I don’t know what else she could possibly have to say.
“Well, I know you’ve told me that you’ve had threesomes before. With two women and with a woman and a man, so I know you’re fine with that, but…” she pauses to gauge my reaction. “Umm. I was wondering if you would be able to be…with the man, too?”
I don’t know how long I stare at her before I say anything. She’s just watching me with an anxious demeanor.
“By be with the man you mean to have sex with him as well?” I ask, trying to clarify.
She nods her head. “Have you…done that before? Are you allowed to be with men?”
I clear my throat. “Well, I have never been hired for threesomes with men that involve me having sex with the man. If a man is involved in a threesome, our attention is on the female, not each other.”
“Okay,” she nods. “So, you haven’t been with men before? Or you aren’t allowed to in your job?”
I take a minute to regard her before answering.
“Technically, we aren’t allowed to have sex with anybody,” I say with a wink. “So, who I sleep with is never brought up. We are told to be safe in all we do, we get tested all the time, and the clients are screened immensely.”
“Marc, you’re not answering my question,” she says, giving me a small frown.
“I thought I was.”
She twists her lips to the side and gives me an exasperated look.
“Your fantasy is for me to have sex with you and some other guy?”
“Yes, and I’d be with you both. Can you do that?”
Taking a deep breath, I say, “The thing is, Nathalia, nobody can know I agreed to this. If my clients and the people at my agency found out I slept with
I’m pulled from my thoughts when Nathalia walks back into the bedroom with a somewhat annoyed look on her face.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
“Oh, yeah. Sorry about that.”
“No problem.”
She crawls back onto the bed and sits on her knees in between my legs.
“So,” she says with a small smile.
“So.”
“Moment of truth time.”
“Oh?” I ask, sitting up straighter with my back still pushed against the headboard.
“Yeah, and I’m a little nervous.”
“You? Nervous? You don’t seem like the type to be nervous.”
“Usually I’m not, but I like you, Marc, and I don’t want you to…I don’t know. I’m just nervous.”
My brows furrow a little in confusion. “Just tell me. I’m sure everything will be fine.” I try to give her a reassuring smile.
“Well, tonight you opened up a little and I appreciate that. I got to know a little more of the real Marc and what you enjoy.” She pauses and lifts a finger and points at me. “But I do plan on finding out more.”
I smile and nod and wait for her to continue.
“Anyway, I know tomorrow is supposed to be my night to show you what I like, and I have an idea—a plan if you will—but now I’m getting nervous that you might not be into it.”
“I don’t know why you seem so afraid of my reactions to things. I’m sure I will be into it. I’ve told you that you’d be hard-pressed to find something I haven’t already done.”
She bites the corner of her bottom lip, looking down at the covers for a few moments before looking back at me.
“Okay.” She exhales a loud and long puff of air. “I want to have a threesome.”
Once the words have left her mouth, she bites down on her lip again, and looks up at me from under her long lashes. The image of her there on her knees, looking up at me like a sad puppy dog, makes me smile.
“Okay.”
Her brows lift a bit. “Okay?”
“Yeah, that’s fine,” I say with a small chuckle.
“Okay, but it’s with another man.” She fidgets with her fingers.
With another smile, I nod at her. “That’s fine, too. It’s nothing new,” I say with shrug.
She takes a deep breath, her shoulders lifting significantly before dropping again. I know she has more to say, but I’m letting her take her time. She’s obviously trying to work up to it. I don’t know what else she could possibly have to say.
“Well, I know you’ve told me that you’ve had threesomes before. With two women and with a woman and a man, so I know you’re fine with that, but…” she pauses to gauge my reaction. “Umm. I was wondering if you would be able to be…with the man, too?”
I don’t know how long I stare at her before I say anything. She’s just watching me with an anxious demeanor.
“By be with the man you mean to have sex with him as well?” I ask, trying to clarify.
She nods her head. “Have you…done that before? Are you allowed to be with men?”
I clear my throat. “Well, I have never been hired for threesomes with men that involve me having sex with the man. If a man is involved in a threesome, our attention is on the female, not each other.”
“Okay,” she nods. “So, you haven’t been with men before? Or you aren’t allowed to in your job?”
I take a minute to regard her before answering.
“Technically, we aren’t allowed to have sex with anybody,” I say with a wink. “So, who I sleep with is never brought up. We are told to be safe in all we do, we get tested all the time, and the clients are screened immensely.”
“Marc, you’re not answering my question,” she says, giving me a small frown.
“I thought I was.”
She twists her lips to the side and gives me an exasperated look.
“Your fantasy is for me to have sex with you and some other guy?”
“Yes, and I’d be with you both. Can you do that?”
Taking a deep breath, I say, “The thing is, Nathalia, nobody can know I agreed to this. If my clients and the people at my agency found out I slept with
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