risqué, even for
“Well, where’s the rest of it?” Callie asked.
you.”
“There is no more, you morons. God, isn’t that what we
“Oh for the love of dick, Callie. We’re not plotting all want? One weekend of no holds barred, unbridled sex.”
espionage here. It’s sex. One weekend of sex. Orgasms galore.
“Sounds good to me,” Callie said. “But we hardly need With trustworthy men. And we’ll monitor each other to be sure a bet for that. The way things are right now, at least for me, we it’s safe.”
need a miracle. Where do you propose we get said sex?”
Abby looked at Callie and chewed her bottom lip, the Blair wriggled in her seat. “Oh, this is where the fun words I don’t think so hovering on her tongue. Then she comes in. Each of us takes a weekend turn. We have to enjoy thought of Chad, of all the nights she’d spent sitting at home one weekend of blistering hot sex. No strings, of course. It’s while Chad was out fucking the latest skirt. He sure as hell not like you have to locate and meet the guy of your dreams or hadn’t been discriminating. And for the past several years anything. You just have to fuck someone.”
Abby had worked her ass off while her libido had been wasting
“That’s doable,” Callie said, munching on a nacho. “So away, unattended.
what’s the catch?”
She needed a fuck. And an orgasm or several hundred.
Abby smiled. With Blair’s bets, there was always a
“I’m in.”
catch.
Callie arched a brow. “Well if you’re in, then I’m in.”
“The other two get to pick the guy.”
Blair rolled her eyes. “’Bout damn time. I was
“Huh?” Had Blair really just suggested what Abby beginning to think I was going to have to buy purple hats and a thought she suggested?
bridge club membership. Christ, you two. You had me
“You heard me. We get to choose your man. For worried.”
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Abby laughed. “Not quite yet. I’m primed and I’m
“Start by accepting their offer to party down at the ready.”
country club this weekend,” Blair suggested. “We’ll figure out
“Good thing, Miss Abby. Because you’re up first and the rest before then.”
this weekend,” Blair said with a sly grin.
“We’ll”. Abby was always a little afraid when Blair Abby’s laugh died. “Me? First?”
spoke in terms of “we”. Nevertheless, she’d agreed, and now
“Oh yeah,” Callie said. “And I think we already know she had to tell Mike and Seth that she was amenable to a little who, too.”
celebration Saturday night.
“Oh shit. I think I do, too.” She’d walked right into this Now how was she going to turn a little dancing and and had a feeling she’d just been set up. Her cheeks flamed hot drinking at the country club into a full-blown ménage-a-trois?
with the thought of what she’d just agreed to do. Theory was
“So what happens if someone doesn’t go through with one thing, reality another entirely. Could she do this? Could the bet?” Abby asked.
she cast aside the old Abby Lawson and grab what was right in Blair looked at the ceiling for a minute, then back at front of her?
them with an evil grin. “All expense paid trip to Vegas for a
“And not just one guy, either. You’ve hit the mother weekend for all three of us.”
lode, Abby. You get to fuck both Mike Nottingham and Seth Callie whistled. “That’s a big bite to the budget.”
Jacobs.”
“You said it,” Abby said. “I don’t want to lose.”
“Both? Oh, no way. That wasn’t part of the bet.”
“Me, either,” Callie said.
“Too bad. They both want you, right? You said they
“Then you’ll go through with it. We all will. Game on, were both interested. Yours is actually the easiest. These guys ladies,” Blair said.
are already primed and ready for you.”
Abby took a deep breath. The bet was