...Darius returned with a tray containing three glasses, three bottles of beer, and a couple of cans of soda. “What would have been bad for Darius?” he asked.

“If we’d started without you. Rami’s getting impatient, so can you please put that stuff down and join us before she attacks me?”

After setting the tray on the nightstand, Darius took a handful of small silver packages from the top drawer of the bureau, gave one to Ari, and dropped the others on the nightstand.

Darius then got behind Ari on the bed, pulled Ari up into a kneeling position and began to stroke Ari’s cock, sending Ramona’s blood pressure spiraling as she again watched the play of emotion on their faces. Since Ari was fully aroused, Darius suggested Ramona take the condom Ari had just opened and put it on him.

The last thing Ramona wanted to do was highlight her inexperience by showing any reluctance to do as they asked, but even so, her hands were shaking as she accepted the protective covering from Ari, then wondered what she was supposed to do next. This was something her previous lovers had always done for themselves, and she wasn’t exactly sure how to go about it until Darius said, “It’s easy—like putting a mitten or a sock on a baby. Start by covering the tip and then just roll it all the way up.”

Ramona discovered it was far easier than she’d anticipated, and when Darius released Ari and asked if she’d like to do the same for him, she managed it with no trouble at all.

“Now what?” she asked, her curiosity at an all time high as she tried to recall some of the gymnastics she’d seen on late-night TV.

Darius stretched out full length on the bed. “We’re all set, ready to go, and yours to command. Now it’s up to you to tell us what you want.” The teasing smile on his handsome face gave a clear indication he knew damned well she didn’t have a clue.

“Me?” They have to be kidding! “Well…okay.” Rather than lose face completely by admitting the true extent of her inexperience, Ramona decided to go with details from a pen-and-ink drawing she recalled seeing somewhere. However, since they couldn’t do that on the bed without overbalancing and possibly injuring themselves… “Okay, everyone off the bed. I’ll kneel down on the floor, and then one of you stand in front of me and one behind me and—” When neither man moved, a sudden surge of heat rushed to Ramona’s face, and she swallowed hard. “What? Do I need to draw you a picture or something? I thought you guys did this kind of stuff all the time.”

“Not all the time, but enough to know foreplay comes before the main event. Also, we both enjoy watching every bit as much as we enjoy being watched, if you get my meaning,” Ari said. Sliding his hands down her back, he began to squeeze her ass cheeks. “The threesome thing can wait for a moment. For now, you enjoyed watching Darius and me together, so now it’s our turn to watch you.”

“Really?” Ramona drew in a breath and forced a smile. “Meaning as in me fucking first one of you and then the other, while the odd man out watches?”

“Not exactly. Each of us will pleasure you in our own way, while the other watches, and all you have to do is, hopefully, just enjoy it.”

“No actual fucking?”

“No. That comes later. Unless you have a problem with that?”

“No. No problem.” To be perfectly honest, Ramona found the idea rather exciting. And, thanks to her modeling days with the art class, she didn’t find the prospect even slightly embarrassing “Sounds good to me. Who gets to go first? Do we draw straws?”

“No, it’s up to you to choose.”

“In that case…” Ramona gave an evil grin as she looked from Ari to Darius and back again. Since Ari had proved himself to be somewhat of a tease, despite his high-sounding motives why they couldn’t start without Darius, maybe it was time to turn the tables and make him do the waiting now. “I choose Darius first.”

“Fine with me,” Ari said, returning Ramona’s grin as he moved back to give her and Darius space. “It’s always good to leave the best for last.”

“And who says you’re the best?” Ramona asked.

“Me.” Ari chuckled and beat his fists against his chest. “I’m older. I have more experience.”

“But I’m more innovative,” Darius whispered as he lay down beside her.

As he reached out a hand to touch her, Ramona was surprised to feel a sudden rush of self-doubt. Contemplating sex with Ari, a man she’d worked with over the past several weeks and gotten to know a little, was one thing. Contemplating it with a man she’d once met briefly at a business meeting, no matter how sweet and gorgeous he appeared, was something else.

Is this how a hooker felt? Or were they able to view it as just another job?

“It’s okay,” Darius murmured, giving her the impression he was able to read minds. “Just relax, close your eyes, and let your mind go blank. Think of this for what it really is—just a game.” As he spoke, Darius slowly stroked her breasts until the nipples pebbled. Once that happened, he pinched each tip in turn before his mouth took over and the sucking began. Gently at first, gradually building in intensity until the sensation traveled down her body and settled in her crotch.