Joining the Party (2 page)

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The next morning, Alex sat at the breakfast table with his boyfriend, Monty. Last night’s party was a success, but the Cassie development was far more interesting. Dominic had been talking about her since the day they’d met.

“Your brothers are weird,” Alex said.

Monty chuckled. “Ham or Dom?”

“Dom. That man doesn’t want to be happy.” Alex finished his cereal and sat back.

“Stop. He doesn’t want things to get out of hand. The parties are popular. If Ham had his way—no let’s not go there with his spanking fetish. They both need the right women. That’s all.” Monty waved it off.

Alex kissed his hunky dreadlocked man on the cheek. Monty never worried much. In the family circle, that was left to Dom and, to a lesser non-blood-relation way, Alex. Ham’s schedule and interests were erratic. He’d find his place someday, Alex hoped.

“What’s the chatter about?” Dom rubbed his eyes as he walked into the kitchen.

“Nothing. We were just talking about our peeping admirer last night. Now, we have to invite her.” Monty nudged Alex.

“Yeah. She liked what she saw.” Alex had to agree with the assessment.

“So invite her, Alex. You went to school with her. I told you to invite her before.” Dom poured juice and sat at the table. “She’s beautiful and sweet.”

Alex nodded. “How about hot? Very hard to pin down. We know each other, went to a junior high dance together.”

“The other woman.” Monty shook his head.

“The only woman when I was young.” Alex smirked. “I got a kiss, and that was it. By the next dance, the boys had started to fill out.” Alex loved the memories of young hormones surging. “Anyway, she knows I’m with Monty. It might be weird to invite her to a sex party. I don’t know what she likes in bed. And I’ve known her since we were six-years-old. The window thing worked. Dom would do better at asking her in.”

“She’s never here long enough to approach. You know her. We’ll invite her over for dinner or something.” Dom drank his juice. “All those people—most of them anyway—went to some school together. We’re the exception. You’re just making excuses.”

Alex nodded. “Her eyes were all over you last night. I bet she’s the hit of the next party.”

“So go invite her.” Dom nodded to the door.

“No, we need to lure her back.” Alex enjoyed teasing Dom a bit. “I think Monty and I should stage another little fun show she can overhear with open windows and see if she comes peeping again.”

“She won’t. She ran last night,” Dom grumbled.

“Then she won’t be into screwing me and you three. Or for a party with plenty more people.” Alex shrugged. “I think she got spooked, but she’ll come back. The voyeur thing is hot. Most of the party is people watching and being watched, with some partner swapping and add-ons. We’re damn near vanilla in some circles.”

Monty rolled his eyes. “She’s the vanilla, we’re chocolate and you’re caramel.” He kissed Alex.

Alex sank into the affection. He loved this hot black man, and adding a creamy woman would round out the group thing they had going on. Dom would be happier with a permanent woman around. But Alex couldn’t jump ahead or let that plan slip to anyone. It was just an inclination based on his knowledge. Those two were lonely types, even in a crowd. Somehow, he thought Cassie and Dom would click.

“That’s your plan?” Dom asked.

Backing off the kiss, Alex cleared his throat. “Right. We lure her in. Then you catch her and bring her in the house to apologize and explain. Don’t let her go, and don’t lie about last night. We saw her. We don’t want her to think we’re freaks.”

“We tell the truth. Party and all.” Dom lifted an eyebrow. “She could bolt.”

“Then she doesn’t want us, or she comes back later.” Monty refilled his coffee.

“Invite her to stay for dinner, and we can give her a private party to try things out. You might get lucky.” Alex winked.

“We all might,” Monty sighed.

“We just had the party. She’ll think we’re sex addicts.” Dom rubbed his forehead. “Seriously, you two are itching for pussy again?”

“Always,” Alex and Monty said together.

“I love him, but we both love women. What we share isn’t cheating,” Monty said.

“She’s the one girl I wanted in high school, but I got distracted by the boys,” Alex admitted.

Alex admired the open relationship Monty had with his brothers. Alex’s little sister was the adored one in the family. Pretty, a great cook and a paramedic with angelic eyes and sexy curves. Not like her gay brother. Alex felt better that Ham looked out for her at the fire station. If she only knew the kinky stuff Ham was into, Alex pushed the thought away. He couldn’t be that open with his baby sister.

“What if she says no and talks about the party to others? We’ve been very careful so far. She’s an unknown quantity to add,” Dom said.

“We respect her choice, obviously.” Alex shook off the brotherly urge to smack Dom out of his dark analytical mood.

“Of course.” Monty grabbed Alex’s hand. “And we’ll ask her not to spread the rumors or info about the parties. That’s all. People need an outlet. It’s not like the big cities where people can go and be anonymous at a club.”

“She’s a reporter,” Dom said.

“You want her.” Ham walked into the kitchen already showered and dressed for work.

“So do you.” Dom punched his arm.

Ham grabbed a muffin as he headed for the door. “Hell, yeah. She’s hot and sweet. Quite a combination. Probably not into my stuff…”

“You can tell if a girl likes to be paddled?” Alex frowned at Ham.

Ham grinned. “She didn’t watch when I was in full spanking mode; that’s how I know. But if you get her into the parties, great. She can sample anything she wants.”

“Private party tonight. Be in by dinner,” Monty called as Ham disappeared out the door.

“I’ll try,” he shouted back.

“We should hire someone to paddle him.” Alex chuckled.

“He’d probably like it. Or turn it on them.” Dom shook his head. “We’ve all got our thing. Sometimes I think it should be a lot easier to find the right partner. Sex is like breathing.”

“We should do it more.” Alex nodded to Monty.

“Let’s go.” Monty got up.

“We’ve got clients. Lawns to mow. That old elm needs to be pulled down today.” Dom exhaled. “Half a day for the business. That’s all I ask.”

“We’ll be down in an hour. Shower time,” Monty called back.

Alex followed his man. He loved the family business and flexibility of schedules. Work hard and play hard, that made life fun. Cassie would add a whole new layer to their lives even if she was only into the party fun. As he stripped Monty out of those pajamas, he felt a little bad leaving Dom alone—not that Dom wanted sex with a guy. Both Dom and Ham were straight as a pin. But if the right woman was there, it’d change everything. Alex hoped.

They’d yet to find that right woman, but Alex felt they were so close he could smell her perfume from one house up the road. Tonight, they’d show her how enjoyable and gentlemanly good southern men could be in and out of bed.

Chapter Two

The pie was done, and Cassie sighed in relief. She hated baking! Her mother had tried everything to make Cassie into a good southern girl who baked and cooked to feed an army, but Cassie ended up a career woman anyway. Still, she needed to bring some small token of thanks to her neighbors for taking care of her yard.

She opened the kitchen window and found herself listening to the sounds of sex yet again. It was the middle of the afternoon. This was Lucky Springs, not the Playboy Mansion! Armed with potholders, she carefully carried the steaming pie to the window to cool. The moans made her fumble, but she recovered and set the pie down. Cassie listened for a few minutes, caught up in the passion.

But when the old grandfather clock in the dining room chimed two, she had to say something. Kids could be out there playing. Whatever people did in private was fine with her, but close the windows and pull the blinds!

Grabbing the pie in her mitted hands, she stormed out the back door to pay a neighborly call of thanks and walk in on something. This wasn’t so formal that she’d use the front door.

Now, they were on the back porch! Alex and Monty were rolling on a lounge chair like teenagers. She stared. They were both dressed, flies still zipped. They were just loud.

She took a deep breath and headed for the screen door when Dom stepped out from the other side of the house.

“Afternoon, Cassie. Can I help you?” he asked.

“What is going on?” She pointed to the porch. “I thought you ran a lawn service not a sex club.”

“You didn’t seem to mind last night,” Alex said from the porch.

Her face burned as she looked over at Alex. The couple had stopped their foreplay.

“You saw me?” Damn! If it wouldn’t have burnt him, she’d have shoved the pie into Dom’s large hands and stalked home. Why did coming back always make her feel like she should be prim and proper? Her family wasn’t rich or fancy, but a girl’s reputation mattered. Everyone knew everyone’s business in a small town.

“Why don’t you come inside?” Dom held open the door.

Within minutes, the pie was cooling on their window and she stood in the comfy room that last night had been filled with naked people.

Ham sat in an armchair looking freshly showered. “Don’t blame me. It was their idea. I got off work early.” He pointed at Alex and Monty.

“It was a set up?” She glared at Alex. “Today? Or yesterday, too?”

Alex sat on the couch with a shrug, and Monty sat next to him. “We wanted to invite you, but we weren’t sure you’d be into it. A private party might work better to start.” Alex smiled.

She didn’t know what to say. “I came by to give you the pie and thank you for taking care of my lawn. I can pay you if you’d prefer.”

“We were being good neighbors. No fence so it’s easy to keep on mowing.” Dom shrugged it off. “Can I offer you some sweet tea?”

“No, thank you. I’m fine.” The vibe in the room was odd. She’d met these men plenty of times. Alex, she’d known forever. Yet, she felt nervous, aroused certainly. They were all focused on her. Maybe, this wasn’t embarrassing.

“Sit down,” Ham offered.

She shook her head. “I’m still trying to figure all this out. Last night was…”

“Our monthly sex party.” Dom sat on the arm of the couch away from Alex and Monty.

“How did I not know about this? Okay, I was away on work, but people talk. My cousin, my friends.” She shrugged and relaxed a little. “How did you even start this?”

Alex grabbed her arm and tugged her down into his lap. “It’s our fault really.”

“It was.” Monty pulled her knees up onto his lap so she was totally on them.

She shouldn’t! Being easy wasn’t how she was raised. But Alex’s arms were so safe and inviting. Deep down, she had no fear, only desire and curiosity. She wanted what those other women had last night. The hard bodies made Cassie tingle all over. Their growing cocks pressed to her. It was so fast, but it felt so good. So unexpectedly comfortable! Last night, she wanted to be invited for this. “How is it your fault?”