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  Leah staggered into the kitchen, then had to take a seat at the kitchen table.

  “Are you upset?” Hale One asked.

  “Or just shocked?” Hale Two followed up.

  “Shocked, yes,” Leah said. “How did you…I mean…I guess I shouldn’t bother asking questions. You never answer them anyway.”

  “Sure I do,” Hale Two said. “You just don’t like the answers.”

  Leah shook her head.

  “Now,” Hale One handed Leah the beer. “You have a valuable lesson to learn.”

  “I’m breathless to hear it.” Leah took a sip.

  “You need to learn how to build a team.”

  “Uh-huh,” she said. “How?”

  “Well, there’s two of us. Teamwork is important, you know.”

  “Jesus Christ.” Leah took a long pull on the beer and set it down on the table. “You’re really talking about…I mean…the three of us…”

  “Of course.”

  Leah’s heart fluttered in her chest. Sure, she’d fantasized about that kind of thing but who actually ever did it? Certainly only people in low-grade pornos. Or maybe not. Maybe it also covered girls with magic boxes who were discovering themselves.

  “Do you want us to leave?” one of them asked.

  “No!” Leah stood. The Hales laughed.

  “You seem awfully adamant for someone who could barely stand when we walked in.”

  “I was just taken by surprise.”

  “Ah, another lesson you should learn. How not to act surprised when you’re really about to drop your jaw in shock.”

  “And which one of you will teach me that one?”

  The Hales looked at each other and shrugged. “Which one do you want? You’re the boss.”

  “Are you both the same?” she asked.

  They nodded. Leah let a wicked little grin creep out. “Well, I like my team members to show some initiative. Come up with creative solutions on their own and we can decide together if we think it will work.”

  “Good,” Hale One said.

  “I like it,” Hale Two continued.

  “And it’s important to work together for the…most beneficial outcome,” Leah said, starting to feel her face flush and her heart palpitate at the ideas forming in her head.

  “Good point,” Hale One commented. “After all, while the overall goal of the team is important, the team members must like each other and work well together on a single project to be the most…effective.”

  Leah thought she might have to sit back down. Her weakening knees threatened to give out. She looked back and forth from Hale to Hale, feeling as if the temperature in the room had just shot up ten degrees.

  “I suggest we start in the bedroom,” one of them said. “Ease into it.”

  Leah nodded and started walking toward her room. She paused by the Hales and they moved in toward her. One of them took her hand, raised it to his mouth and kissed it. The other moved behind her and set his hands on her waist. He brushed her hair out of the way and kissed her neck.

  Leah’s internal temperature surged. Suddenly she had hands and lips everywhere she had skin. Hands moved up under her shirt and caressed her breasts. Lips and hot breath crossed her temples and cheeks. She felt her sweatpants being tugged from both directions.

  “Bedroom,” she breathed, and the trio moved out of the kitchen and toward her room. Her sweatshirt was lifted up off her body. Leah reached out and grabbed the Hale in front of her, pushing off his jacket and tugging on his tie. He stood before her, letting her undress him, the small smirk playing on his lips foreshadowing things to come.

  Leah‘s sweatpants were pulled down from behind her. She stepped out of them, realizing she was now completely nude in a room with two men in various stages of undress. She shivered with excitement.

  The Hale behind her took hold of her hips and pulled her back to him. He’d been busy while she was undressing the other Hale—her bare skin met his bare skin as their bodies met. Leah drew in a deep breath. He reached up from behind her and softly caressed her breasts, then gave her nipples a light squeeze. Leah leaned her head back onto his shoulder and let the heat within her build as he taunted and squeezed.

  The other Hale was on his knees before her, nudging her knees apart. He settled in between her legs, then took his tongue to her entrance with purpose.

  “Oh God!” Leah cried out, arching her back and moving her legs, trying to give him free rein over her folds. The Hale behind her held her up so much that she almost didn’t have to support herself at all, she just lay back on him while the other licked her and sucked her.

  “Doesn’t it feel good?”

  The question in Leah’s ear was more of a spell than an inquiry. His words weaved through her, sending her already spinning consciousness into hyperspace. She couldn’t even answer. And why should she? She was certain he already knew what she would say anyway.

  “Don’t you want us to take turns?”

  Leah whimpered.

  “Or have us both take you at the same time?”

  Leah’s orgasm exploded through her, causing her to pitch forward uncontrollably. One Hale held tight to her, not letting her go anywhere. She cried out loud, holding the other Hale’s head to her sex as she erupted.

  “I’d say that was a good start,” one of them said.

  Leah felt herself being lowered to the floor. She came to her knees, barely able to hold herself up but already imagining one of those beautiful cocks penetrating her…maybe both of them.

  “Come here, Leah.”

  She looked up to see one of the Hales laying on the floor in front of her, hands resting behind his head like he’d been there all day. Leah crawled over to him.

  “On top,” he said.

  Leah straddled him, then reached down and stroked the significant erection he had waiting for her. Overcome, Leah rubbed her slick pussy over it, coating it in her juices, then leaned down over the top of him and kissed him.

  Hale pulled his hands out from behind his head and stroked the side of Leah’s head. He caressed her tongue with his and gently ran his fingers through her hair.

  “Just beautiful,” he whispered, then took Leah’s mouth again with his.

  Leah felt movement behind her, then hands rubbing her rear end. She released the mouth she was kissing and looked over her shoulder. Hale smirked at her, giving her that knowing look, then smacked her ass hard.

  “Oh!” Leah cried, then looked at him, mouth agape, half feigning shock. “What was that for?”

  “How did it make you feel?”

  Leah felt her face redden. It stung, but then the stinging prickles shot straight into her nether regions, giving her an itch she would beg to be scratched.

  “That good, huh?” He smacked her again.

  “Oh shit,” Leah moaned. She needed to be filled. Immediately. She pulled herself up enough to slide the erection beneath her close to her opening, then let her body drop over it.

  Leah cried out at the immediate sensation of being overfilled as her flesh began to get what it wanted. Leah moved gently up and down over the Hale beneath her, while she felt the Hale behind her growing closer.

  Cool, moist fingertips touched her anus. Leah moaned, half with insatiable desire, begging to be taken both ways by the men of her dreams, and half with apprehension that she wouldn’t be able to take it. The fingertips pushed inside her, letting Leah do the work as she fucked the Hale between her legs. The more they moved within her, the more she wanted. Leah looked down at Hale, marveling at his perfection, then tossed a glance over her shoulder. “Do it. Fuck my ass. I want it. I need it.”

  “Gladly,” came the whispered reply, followed by the sensation of a large, moist shaft pushing up against her asshole.

  Leah wrapped her legs around Hale’s legs below her to hold him inside her, then leaned forward, slightly lifting her ass into the air. She locked eyes with him as the other Hale slowly filled her ass. Leah panted softly at the incredible sensation
s that filled her, making the connection with the man below her while the man behind her divided her in a way that only he could.

  Hale smiled the soft smile of a man enjoying watching a woman be sexually gratified. It was humorless but full of desire and anticipation. It was a smile of carnal fulfillment about to happen. Leah watched him until she had to close her eyes and whimper. The pressure of two impossibly erect members filling her caused her to feel dizzy from the stimulation.

  “Hale,” she whispered, feeling him continue to press into her. His pelvis bumped against her ass and she knew he was completely inside her. Both of them, filling her, fulfilling her. He began making slow, shallow thrusts into her ass, moving her and making the hard length in her pussy rub and twitch then surge with the added stimulation.

  Leah raised her head and cried out, feeling like a wolf howling at the moon. The two men within her began to rock, moving in perfect unison to fill her, release her, then fill her again. The Hales moved perfectly to massage her erogenous zones, sending Leah into a fantastic spiral of incomparable pleasure.

  “Perfect,” she whispered.

  Feeling two hands on her breasts, Leah looked down at Hale and returned his desire-filled smile. He brushed his fingers across her skin then squeezed down gently on her nipples. Leah moaned in ecstasy as the sensation of just that small act seemed to amplify everything else. He squeezed down harder.

  “Don’t stop!” Leah screamed. She bore down over her lovers, feeling their flesh buried in her flesh more acutely than anything before in her life. It was pleasure. It was pain. It was a communion with a side of herself that she’d never known, a side that had been given birth to at that very moment. Freedom.

  “Do it,” Leah breathed. “I feel you…every bit of you. Take me hard.”

  “As you wish,” came a whispered reply. “You’re a goddess.”

  “You feel like warm honey,” came a soft voice from behind her. “So easy to love you…fuck you…make you come like you deserve to come.”

  “Then do it,” Leah moaned. “Make me come. Hard and long, screaming your name.”

  Leah was breathless. It was all she could do to speak the words before the grip of a legendary orgasm took hold of her. She screamed and cried as the most incredible pleasure seized her, a rapture for which she had no words. Then the Hales exploded inside her like the high tide coming in at top speed. Their seed rushed into her, filling her, prolonging the pleasure into an unbelievably long spell of wave after wave of exhilaration.

  Leah trembled and panted as the experience came to an end. The Hales began to pull out of her slowly, leaving her feeling as though she were wading in a puddle of her own bliss, there on the floor on all fours.

  “Way to rally the team,” Hale said from beneath her. Leah tried to laugh. “You really know how to make people work together.”

  Leah shook her head and smiled. “It was easy. We just had to keep our eyes on the goal.”

  * * * * *

  It was Monday and Leah unexpectedly had the day off. It had been just over three weeks since her last visit to Mayfaire’s when she eavesdropped on the stock boys. She sat outside of the store in her car, debating about whether it was too early to go back in and look for Scott. She didn’t even know if he’d be there, much less be out on the floor helping customers. He’d probably be in the office helping train the new manager.

  “You’ll never know if you don’t go look,” Leah said to herself. She adjusted down the rear-view mirror and looked at herself. You look like a million bucks. Leah smiled. She did look pretty good that day. Her weight was down, her spirits were up and thanks to Hale and his hundred and one lessons, she was in control and ready to take on the world. Or maybe ready to go talk to the one guy she couldn’t get out of her head, sexually satisfied or not. There was only one person who could fill this void.

  Leah got out of her car, straightened her coat and skirt and walked toward the front door. Her new boots clicked against the concrete, making her feel like walking tall and proud. So much for incognito.

  Inside the store, Leah grabbed her small plastic basket and began perusing the bakery items. She steered away from the dangerous cinnamon rolls and opted for a loaf of whole wheat bread, then glanced around for Scott. No Scott. Damn it.

  Leah headed for the produce department, remembering that was where she first saw him. Maybe he would be there again. She took her time picking out vegetables for a stir-fry, loitering over the onions and hanging out while she decided on a bunch of bok choy. No Scott.

  Leah took herself on a tour of the store, leaving no corner undiscovered. Still nothing. Finally, deflated, she turned to the front of the store and headed for the checkout line. That’s when she saw him. He was talking to another man in a shirt and tie. They were discussing something. He didn’t look like a customer. Maybe the new manager?

  Scott turned and indicated something on the wall. Leah didn’t care what it was. All she could envision was that shirt anywhere but on his body, that torso twisting over her as he…

  “Excuse me,” came a voice from behind Leah. She turned and realized she was standing in the middle of the aisle, blocking it.

  “Oh, I’m sorry,” she said. “My apologies. Is there anything I can help you with?”

  Immediately Leah felt like a moron. She felt her cheeks turn crimson. You’re not at work, dumbass!

  “Uh, no,” the woman said. “Thanks.”

  The customer pushed her cart on past Leah while Leah screwed up her face and wanted to hit herself on the forehead. When she turned back to the direction she’d seen Scott, she saw that they were headed her way. She panicked.

  Leah turned and trucked down the aisle at warp speed, then turned the corner and hid in the aisle next to it. What are you doing? she screamed at herself. What are you here for?

  Leah fled, running up the aisle, her boots clacking on the slick floor like bombs going off in her ears. That’s when her ankle decided to give out and she went tumbling to the floor.

  The grocery store floor was colder than she’d imagined it would be. She’d never lain on one before. Leah kept her eyes shut, hoping that it was all just a bad dream and when she opened them she’d be safely back home with her bok choy, her schoolbooks and the box.

  “Good Lord,” a voice said. “Are you okay, miss?”

  “Can you hear me? Are you conscious?”

  The second voice was Scott. Open your eyes, Leah commanded herself. Open them. Her body refused. Open them or they’re going to call the ambulance.

  The fear of the hospital was enough. Leah opened her eyes slowly. At first all she could see were the rafters and fluorescent lights illuminating the ceiling above her. Then someone moved into her field of vision. An angel? No, but close. Scott. He was leaning over her, the look of concern on his face enough to keep Leah warm for many nights to come. She closed her eyes again.

  “No, no,” he said. “Stay with me.”

  Leah reveled within herself. Stay with me. She opened her eyes again.

  “That’s my girl. Are you okay? What’s your name?”

  “Your girl,” she whispered. “Yes. Leah.”

  “Leah,” he said, perhaps with less amorousness than Leah imagined but it was beautiful enough to hear him say her name. “Can you sit up, Leah?”

  Leah started to lift herself then felt something tugging on her hair. She went back down to the floor and looked to her right. A bag of carrots was lying on her hair. Scott reached up and moved them, then said, “Sorry. Try again.”

  Leah sat up slowly, with Scott’s hands on her arms helping her up. As she righted herself their eyes met and all of the humiliation she felt faded away.

  “Scott,” she whispered.

  “Yes. I’m Scott. Are you okay, Leah?”

  Leah nodded slowly, not wanting to break the connection. The man she’d seen talking with Scott knelt down next to her and said, “Let us help you up. Can we get you anything?”

  Reluctantly Leah let the men help h
er up off the floor. Her groceries were strewn across the aisle, some no longer in edible condition. She looked down at them and sighed. So much for the quick, quiet getaway.

  “Wow. I know how to get some attention, huh?”

  Scott smiled and laughed softly. Leah closed her eyes at the beautiful sound.

  “Do you need us to call a doctor?” His genuine concern was clear. Leah smiled and thought about cracking a joke about a lawyer but considered how she would feel in a similar situation.

  “I’m fine. Just mortified.”

  Now that the moment was broken with Scott, Leah took the time to get embarrassed. She looked down at her scattered produce again and felt the heat creeping up her neck and into her cheeks. Way to go, she thought. For a nickname he can call you Grace.

  Leah bent down to pick up her basket and was quickly stopped by the manager. “No, no. Don’t you worry, we’ll take care of it.”

  “Is there somewhere I can sit down for a minute?” Leah asked.

  “Absolutely,” Scott said. “Come this way.”

  Leah relished the way Scott’s hands felt on her arm and the small of her back as he walked with her over to the pharmacy. She didn’t know if he felt it too but the sensation of his skin against hers as he clasped her hand seemed to sparkle. Scott sat her down in the waiting area of the pharmacy and sat down next to her.

  “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked again.

  Leah smiled. “Yes, absolutely. I just need to rest a second.” And get to know you.

  “I understand. Have I seen you in here before? You look familiar.”

  Leah’s heart skipped a beat. She thought back to the way he’d watched her walk out of the store the night she first saw him. Finally she remembered to nod. “Yes. I’ve been in here a time or two before. I’ve seen you.”

  Leah looked down and saw that he was still holding her hand. Scott looked down too and quickly released her, then ran his fingers through his hair nervously.

  “Let me give you my card,” he said. “Just in case you need anything.”