Page 45 of Full Mountie

But the fact that Lachlan’s out of town looms large in my mind.

We’ve got a long weekend coming up. I’m seeing Beth tomorrow night, before he returns. Then he’ll have some time with her, and hopefully me, too.

The only way this triangle works is if we take our time.

And our Beth wants to learn about kink, too.

Good lord, that opens up a world of possibilities.

Before I can go any further with that, I need to find a way to talk to Lachlan about us, and her.

Talking has never been our strong suit.

That’s going to have to change.

In the meantime, my mind is free to get as pervy as it wants.

What if Beth really gets into kink? I’d love to see her take control. The idea of her topping Lachlan takes over. I undo my pants and reach for my hardening cock as I envision Lachlan on his knees, naked in front of us.

Maybe she jerks him off slowly.

Maybe she wants to see me fuck him.

We could do those things at the same time.

I lube up my hand and close it into a loose fist at the tip of my cock, then push my way into the tight space, imagining I’m breaching Lachlan’s ass for the first time in a decade.

How good his groans would sound.

How tight he would be.

Fuck. I pump my hips, pushing into my hand. Imagining I’m kneeling behind him and Beth is moving around us, whispering dirty instructions she probably doesn’t even know yet in real life.

Rim jobs.

Double penetration.

Edging.

God, I’d love to see her take him right to the edge, until his cock is drooling come. Twitching everywhere and helpless under her control.

I fuck my hand harder.

Fuck Lachlan harder. Ram his ass and bend over him as Beth croons for us both to come.

When I come, it’s hard and fast and makes me see stars.

My hand is covered in jizz, I’m breathing hard, and all I can thing about right now how much I want that to be real.

I pull out my phone and send them both a text.

Hugh: Thinking of you.

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In general, a water main break is not a good thing.

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