Dr. Feelgood (19 page)

Star hesitated, looking him in his face without blinking.

I looked her up and down. “Isn’t she just as fine as I told you?”

He replied, “Uh-huh. Even finer than her picture.”

He pulled her near for a hug. She suddenly seemed even taller, rising up onto her tiptoes to extend a full-frontal embrace and a pat on his back. Now she was looking right around the area of his pectorals. His black dress shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a white wife-beater.

“Nice to meet you,” she said.

I swore I saw at least one of his nipples harden as he replied, “And you as well, Stardust.”

She placed her backpack near the foot of the bed. I pulled a bottle of chilled champagne, or nerve killer, from the mini refrigerator.

“Have you eaten?” Makkai asked us both.

“Not yet,” Star replied.

I shook my head no.

“Let me take you both to dinner,” he suggested. “Because you know you should never drink on an empty stomach.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that,” Star said, shaking her head.

“Believe me, he’s planned all of this,” I informed her while putting the bottle back in the fridge next to the other two bottles. I moved in close to squeeze Makkai firmly around his waist, standing right next to him. It felt so good to be near him again. It was as if my jealousy drama had flown right on out of my mind, and his.

He hugged me back tightly, looking down at my face. “Did you tell her that you’ve been getting ready for this all day? Hotel, clothes, everything.”

I looked up at him and rubbed the side of his clean-shaven chin with the tips of my long fingernails. “I did.”

Star smirked at him and then looked at me. “Yes, she did.”

I reminded him, “Baby, this is for you. I know you have a birthday coming up and we just want you to enjoy yourself.” I whispered close to his ear. “Stardust is my gift to you.” I walked back to the refrigerator to make sure the three champagne glasses were chilling in the tiny freezer.

“My birthday is not for a while, but that’s very nice of you. Very nice of you both.” Makkai grinned subtly.

He then checked out Star’s more than adequate ass as she stepped along the light green carpet to the dresser mirror to freshen up her clear lip gloss. She was rarely made up. But, today she had a sheer-looking, golden shimmer of a glow to her face.

“Let’s go,” Makkai said, with urgency, breaking his stare and shaking his head in amazement of her rump as she and I walked out of the door. His ass-loving preference was showing.

He motioned for us to proceed first, walking behind both of his birthday gifts. She and I walked hand in hand.

I let her get in the front seat of Makkai’s spaceship so she could sit next to him. I hopped in the back behind him. Before we knew it, we were at the Olive Garden on Sepulveda Boulevard, deep into pasta and shrimp and fancy drinks. The ménage à trois was about to be down and dirty, just like me.

A
few hours later, three-the-hard-way were back in the room all aglow, laughing and chatting more than before.

“That was a good drink,” Star said, looking bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.

“How many Venetian Sunsets did you have, Star?” I asked.

“More than I should have, that’s for sure.” She giggled as she spoke.

I gave my glance to Makkai, who stood tall and composed. “The designated driver here seemed to abstain.”

“I had to look out for you ladies.”

“But, it’s your birthday,” I told him.

“You must think my birthday is this month. It’s not until August.”

“Whatever.”

“You say so. I’m not complaining.”

“Oh my. That’s one big-ass Jacuzzi there,” said Star, jerking her head back as her eyes met the
oversized, emerald-green ceramic tub. She looked at it like it had not been there before.

“Thanks for reminding me. We need to get this thing going,” I said, turning the long, golden faucets to release the full force of soothing, hot water. I handed Star a box of bath beads.

She poured a tiny bit of the ocean blue Calgon crystals into the water and swirled her hand along to do a temperature test. “It’s just right.”

Makkai popped the cork on one of the chilled magnum bottles of Cristal and poured a tall glass for Star.

“I will if you will. Take a sip, that is,” she told him as she took the glass from him.

“I will.” He immediately poured one for himself.

“Good.” She held up the glass and looked impressed. “Nothing but the best I see.”

“Absolutely.” He handed me a glass as well. “For you.”

“Well, just a sip or two,” I joked.

“Yeah, right,” he said unbelievingly. “Cheers.” Makkai raised his crystal flute.

I said, “To you and your birthday celebration, whenever your birthday is. And many more.”

“Here, here,” Star added, as we all raised our glasses and sipped in unison.

Makkai took two long gulps and his glass was empty. He poured himself another one.

Star sloshed the bubbly around in her mouth and said with a frown, “I need to brush my teeth from all of that garlic.” She placed her glass on top of the tiny white linoleum bar. “And Georgia, you brought real glasses too. That’s some good advance planning there.”

She reached into her backpack, removing her tiny cosmetic bag containing her toothbrush. She left the door open to the bathroom as she swirled Aquafresh along her tongue and teeth with her finger, finishing up the job with her blue toothbrush.

“Me too,” I said as I entered the bathroom just as Star exited. I slapped her butt and she giggled. It bounced just as she put her own hands on it, as if to stop the rolling motion herself.

Star grabbed her glass again and plopped down on the bed after another big gulp of champagne made its way down her throat. “Now this is some good-ass champagne.” She sucked her tongue.

Makkai inserted a CD into the portable boom box and began to play
“Freak Me Baby”
by Silk. He said, “It’s about to get even freakier once Georgia shows you her new outfit.”

I exited the bathroom, lit a ton of candles, turned off the lights, and grabbed my pearl white underwire bra and G-string set from my overnight bag. “This is for later.”

“That’s new, huh?” Star asked.

“It’s for Makkai. I showed him earlier.”

Makkai remarked, “Yeah, but I didn’t get to see it on you.”

“You will,” I promised him.

No longer shy, Star said to Makkai, “I dare you to strip down to your birthday suit.”

Makkai didn’t even blink. “You haven’t said nothin’ but a word.” Within three seconds, he was butt naked, sporting nothing but a grand smile. He was at full attention, pointing at both of us as
we sat on the bed. Star crossed her leg over mine. I hugged her as we took in his perfect frame.

The words,
“I wanna get freaky with you,”
flowed through the speakers.

“I want to see what’s under there,” Makkai told Star with an inquisitive voice, glancing down just below her waistline. He finished off his second glass of champagne and poured even more.

She still seemed amazed by the sight of his private part.

“Now if you need help, just let me know,” he volunteered.

“No, I can do it,” she replied while smiling but still staring. Her eyes looked stuck.

“Show him what you’ve got, baby,” I encouraged her.

She broke her stare to look down as she pulled off her white pants and revealed her leopard, bikini-cut panties, and then she took off her lemon colored tube top. She was braless and her tits were perky and firm and round.

She did a half-turn as her full, red-boned cheeks bounced in vibration to her step.

“Now those are some cheekz, there. I’ve got two shapely, big-boned, Coke-bottle ladies up in this room.”

Star joked, “We’ve got dick for days and ass for weeks.”

“Make it a week for your tail alone,” he joked.

She turned back around chuckling, and this time her brown-skinned titties bounced, tipped off by tiny, dusty rose nipples that looked like bugs on a headlight. They looked extra suckable tonight.

Makkai started to moonwalk. “Well, it’s my turn to get fresh breath, and when I come out of that bathroom, I want to see some mutual admiration up in here.”

Star told him, “Oh we know how to do that.”

“I’ll bet you do.”

“Hey, girl, the Jacuzzi is ready. Wanna try it?” I asked.

“I’m game,” she replied without a second thought.

She removed her panties and I stripped down bare body. I poured myself into the tub to bask in the luxury of the eighty-degree water. Star sat on the edge.

“Hey,” Makkai said, reentering the room, grabbing his glass and turning on the jets as he stepped in next to me while Star watched from the side. He placed his glass on the tile ledge. His sights were on her clean-shaven pussy. His chin dropped, which only made her open her chocolate legs farther.

With eyes frozen, Makkai said with a moan, “That’s so pretty! And you’ve got a little mole on the side.” Her baldness stared back at him.

“I call it her chocolate chip. I keep trying to lick it off but it won’t go away. I’ll just have to keep trying,” I told him as I leaned over and put my mouth to her southern lips.

Makkai watched while Star closed her big brown eyes and moaned. I moved my head up and down and side-to-side as the sounds of lubricating Star’s vagina took over the room.

Makkai swigged another long sip, leaned back, securing himself farther into the water, with his
knees protruding outward through the bubbles. He had a major up-and-down grip on his hard-on.

Star leaned her head back and started to damn near growl. She jumped and flinched and flexed her legs and wiggled her hips. I had a firm grip on her swollen muscle, with just enough tongue-time just below. I took Makkai’s hand and placed it on her right breast. He squeezed it and rubbed it and she suddenly looked down at his hand on her skin. She moaned louder and grinded deeper into my face. I reached over under the water and took Makkai’s penis into my hand. He groaned deeply while I stroked his shaft. He continued to grip her breasts and I continued to eat her out, keeping one eye on him. Makkai exhaled and inhaled rapidly, over and over again, struggling to catch his breath.

“Work him, Georgia,” Star told me as he squeezed her nipple with his thumb and forefinger. It’s as if he knew what she liked.

She grunted and squeezed her legs around my head. He grunted and pumped his dick faster inside of my hand, and they both made an undignified, similar sound of passion-satisfied, as he spilled his liquid through his tip, and she secreted her liquid into my ready-to-receive mouth.

Star looked at him, and he looked at her, and I pulled back and wiped my mouth with my hand.

“You’re good,” they both said to me at the same time.

I smiled pleasingly and wiped my forehead. “I don’t know about you two but I’m headed for that enormous bed. It’s hot in here.” I got out, found a towel and patted myself down.

“I’m right behind you,” Star told me.

Makkai stepped out behind us, finishing off the other half of his glass of bubbly.

I stretched out on top of the white cotton sheets, propping a down pillow behind my head. Star lay next to me, still wet, eyeing every inch of my body while sniffing her way down within an inch of my brown skin. She briefly kissed my navel and touched my thighs with exploring fingertips. She then lay on top of me, lying just so our nipples brushed against each other. She looked me dead in the eyes and kissed me.

“I love you,” she said with passion.

I was never going to get a chance to wear that bra and panty set now. It was on.

Makkai gave an inquiring look, but still stood over us with a full erection, eyeballing the happenings while towel drying his heated self with a scissor-like, back-and-forth motion across his back. He reached into the refrigerator to open a second bottle and filled his glass to the rim. He gulped two swallows in two seconds flat. He popped his tongue,
“Ahhhh.”

Star kissed my smoky eyelids, mascara-coated lashes, my earlobes, and then she traced a trail up and down my neck. She moaned and started to grind. I moaned and started to grind back. Makkai moaned and assumed the jack-off position.

I bent my knees upward and inward in a missionary position. Star lay on her belly, and moved down to the exact spot of my entry and adjusted her position for comfort. She pulled my lower lips apart to expose my pinkness and licked with a flat tongue, spitting and licking over and over. She buried her face and went to work. My clit throbbed.

Her middle finger probed my deepness. She looked up at me with big half-drunken eyes.

My ass flexed. I closed my eyes. The thought of Makkai watching us in action was burning my desire fast. Star’s tongue-tickling was fueling an early explosion. I felt a rush and then heard deep, full-on grunting sounds, followed by a scream of pleasure. It was as if Makkai had his penis inside my woman. My eyes popped open.

“What the fuck are you doing?” My heartbeat was as loud as my words.

Makkai stood behind Star with her generous ass meeting his groin. “What?” he asked, still half-pumping.

“Star, don’t let him do that. Don’t let him fuck you. You don’t let guys fuck you.”

I forcefully pushed her face away from my middle as she looked up at me.

“Ouch.” She squinted her eyes.

I scooted back and sat up. “Makkai pull out. Get out of her.”

Star had the nerve to look amazed. “Georgia, what is wrong with you?”

“Get the fuck out of her Makkai. You were only supposed to fuck me. I told you that.”

“You did not.” He pulled out with major reluctance. She tried to hide the sounds of a sigh that signaled the sensation of his exit. I wanted to slap her.

Instead, I pointed to within an inch of her nose. “Well, you knew. Why did you let him inside of you?”

She sat up with nipples as hard as steel. “Georgia, it felt good.”

“Felt good? You told me you don’t even like dick.”

“Georgia, calm down.”

“No, you calm down.” The volume of my voice was as strong as my anger.

“Baby, I was pleasing you. I thought him inside of me would please you too.”