The Birthday Gift by Lynn LaFleur Page A

big deal.”
    “I beg your
pardon,” Patrick said. “It is too a big deal.”
    Amanda lifted
her glass towards him and grinned. “I’ll drink to that.” She took another sip
of wine and set her glass on the coffee table behind her. “So, how detailed did
you get with Patrick about me?”
    A guilty look
flashed through Jake’s eyes. “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, he
knew exactly how and where to touch me.”
    “Amanda,
every woman has tits, an ass, and a pussy.”
    She scowled
at him. “Don’t be crude, and don’t act dumb. Different women need different
things sexually. Patrick couldn’t have touched me the way he did to make me
come so quickly if he hadn’t known some details.”
    Jake quickly
glanced at his cousin before looking back at Amanda. She could still see the
guilt in his eyes. “I may have…coached him a bit.”
    Patrick sat
up. “Amanda, don’t be angry at Jake. You’re right. Women are different. Jake
told me some things about your body and how you like to be touched, but only
because he wanted to be sure you were completely satisfied tonight.”
    “I’m not
angry, Patrick,” Amanda said softly before smiling at her husband. “I love Jake
for being so unselfish and so caring. And I was most definitely completely
satisfied. You were both amazing. It was a wonderful birthday present.”
    “So you’re
happy?” Jake asked.
    “Happy and
exhausted.”
    “I’ll second
that exhausted part,” Patrick said. “I think I’ll hit the sack.”
    “That’s a
good idea.” Amanda straightened her legs and stretched her arms over her head.
“I’ll probably sleep ‘til noon tomorrow.”
    “Not if you
keep flashing those gorgeous breasts at us, you won’t,” Jake said with a wicked
leer.
    “You can’t possibly be thinking of more sex.”
    “I can think .
I’m not promising I can do anything.”
    Patrick
chuckled. “That goes for me too.” He picked up his empty wine glass. “Before I
go to bed, cuz, I have a request.”
    “Shoot.”
    “I want you
and Amanda to come to the lodge this winter. I’m really proud of all I’ve
accomplished and I want you to see it. We’ve talked about it a lot of times,
but you’ve never made the trip. This time I want your promise you’ll be there.”
    “You got it.”
    Patrick gazed
at Amanda. “Maybe we can fulfill a fantasy of mine next time.”
    “Which is?”
she asked.
    He gave her a
devilish grin. “You’ll just have to wait and see.”
    A threesome
was supposed to be a one-time thing, a fantasy only. She loved her husband
fiercely and didn’t need another man in her life, or her bed.
    A ski lodge,
a hot tub, a fireplace…the possibilities were endless.
    Amanda
smiled. “Well, I have always wanted to learn to snow ski…”
    The End