The Side Project 2: Nature Girl

“This feels like the sort of discussion that would be enhanced if it involved breakfast at some point,” Lauren said. “I’m not exactly a chef, but I can make a mean French toast.”

“As long as you don’t mean French toast sticks,” Taylor said.

Lauren wrinkled her nose. “How foul.”

“Hashtag momlife.” Taylor shrugged.

“Some bloody marys might not be the worst idea either,” Lauren suggested.

“Good call,” I said. “I’m on it. Reed, would you be so kind as to get the olives from the fridge?”

Reed gave me a thumbs-up. I walked over to the liquor cabinet and set about making drinks. Reed walked up, popped open the jar of olives he’d retrieved, and began fishing them out with a fork.

I passed Reed two drinks to hand out once I was done mixing them. We sat with Taylor at the kitchen island while Lauren did her thing at the stove facing us on the other side of the island. I found it sort of endearing how she was just comfortably operating in my kitchen like she belonged.

“Alright, so I’m like dying to know what’s going on over here,” Taylor said. I realized that the short interlude to make drinks had only built tension for her.

“Ok, so to start, Reed was originally someone I met. I was at happy hour a couple weeks ago. Befriended one of his friends, hung out with his friend group and we hit it off,” I said.

“Ok, this makes sense. At that dinner a couple weeks ago, I noticed you two seemed ... very friendly for never having met before,” Taylor said.

“Right, but you can see how Allie showing up to a dinner with a bunch of people she didn’t know, with a man who was not her husband, would have raised some eyebrows,” Lauren said.

“So Lauren graciously offered to assist with that little ploy about an old friend from Little Rock,” I explained. “She’d met Reed at cocktail hour the night before.”

“That’s the one I invited you to, but you couldn’t get a sitter for,” Lauren said. Taylor nodded.

“Ok, got it, I think. So you’re here in Nashville?” Taylor asked Reed.

“No, I’m from Houston. I was just here visiting. The reason my friend actually approached Allie was that we were looking for someone who knew the local scene well,” Reed explained.

“Ok, this is all slightly odd, but logical. The question is, why are you back so soon, and how did you end up in a threeway with my friends?” Taylor asked. She was as blunt as ever.

“There was something I came up for this weekend to help Allie with,” Reed said. He glanced at me. This was my secret to tell.

“This is what I was saying that in retrospect, I should have told you about,” I said. “So as you’re likely guessing, Reed and I became very close, um, friends during his first visit. On Monday I was talking with him on the phone, telling him about how messed up last Saturday was, and he pointed out something we missed.”

Reed and I went on to explain how the LSU kids had no real idea who had raided their frat house. So while they likely would have a pretty solid civil suit against Norman and the rest of the Alphas, they had no idea who to sue. Reed also explained the possibility of criminal charges against the Alphas, although he was a little skeptical about a DA’s interest in pressing charges.

“Ah, I see. If a little birdie was to whisper a few names in the ears of a few LSU students, it could set off a whole chain of events, is that what you’re plotting?” Taylor asked.

“Well, not exactly,” I said. “The legal case would hardly be infallible. The far simpler course is to let Garrison know that if I don’t see some changes in his behavior, I can threaten his status with the Alphas.”

“Girl, are you sure? I mean, Garrison seems a little cray cray, what if he attacks you or something?” Taylor asked worriedly.

“See, that’s where having a helpful attorney, which Reed is, comes in handy,” I said, smiling.

Reed explained how he’d deposed Lauren and me as a legal ‘dead man’s switch’ to prevent Garrison from trying to hurt me.

Taylor listened wide-eyed. “Holy shit y’all. That’s kind of nuts. I mean, I’m impressed.”

We chuckled. Lauren had finished making breakfast while we’d been chatting. We made plates, took our seats, and dug in.

“So what’s your plan on what to ask Garrison for, Allie?” Taylor asked after we’d been chowing down on French toast for a few minutes.

“I’m not completely sure quite yet. For sure I’m not going to be at his beck and call to cook dinner every night. Kicking him out of the master bedroom. And spending a lot more nights downtown at my friends’ places,” I said.

“That sounds like a dream,” Taylor said.

“You know, you could potentially use similar leverage against Merritt,” I told Taylor, broaching a very tricky subject. I was really hoping she wouldn’t want to.

“I guess so, but I don’t really feel the need to. I’ve been living in our guest bedroom for years. It’s adjacent to Kacie’s room, so I feel more comfortable there anyways. Merritt doesn’t really bug me for domestic stuff,” Taylor explained. I wondered how she’d swung that.

“I would still like to get an affidavit from you, if you don’t mind,” Reed said. “It would be valuable to add to, and support, Allie’s testimony if something were to happen.”

“I’m ok with that, just no using it without my permission, please. In my circumstances I have to be careful,” Taylor said.

“Of course,” I said quickly, a bit relieved. “I mean, not to be weird about it, but I assume you realize that if you let them know that you know what happened last Saturday, it could get me in trouble. You too, I guess, Lauren.”

“Shit ... I’ll admit I hadn’t thought about that,” Lauren said.

“Oh dang, you’re right,” Taylor said. “You’re like a security breach or whatever.”

“Yeah, guess I am. But I think it’s cool because I trust you both as friends. We’re friends, right?” I asked, hoping to drive home the point.

“For sure,” Taylor said.

“We’d never fuck you,” Lauren added.

“Wellllll ... this morning would suggest that’s not completely true,” Taylor said, with a hint of mischief in her voice. We all laughed.

I made eye contact with Taylor. She smiled at me invitingly, and if I was reading her right, a bit of desire. It hit me like a thunderbolt. I wanted her. Holy fuck. Where was this coming from? Did I seriously like girls now? Fucking Lexi.

“It is too bad there’s no way we can use this against Merritt,” Lauren mused.

“I mean, sort of. But if you think about what really annoys me about him, it’s the emotional neglect,” Taylor said. “But it’s not like I can force him to do better at that by holding something over his head. I’d know it was just an act. Then, I don’t really care he doesn’t spend time with Kacie. Frankly, he’d be a bad influence, and I don’t really want him in her life any more than necessary. The money is nice. You get it, Allie. I didn’t grow up well off, but more importantly it allows me to ensure Kacie has everything she needs to have a better life than I did. At the end of the day, the current arrangement is for the best.”

“So where does that leave you?” I asked. I was pretty sure I knew the answer.

“Sexually frustrated as fuck!” Taylor exclaimed. “Since Kacie was born he won’t fucking touch me unless he’s three sheets to the wind, and then he can’t stay hard!”

“Sadly, I don’t think we can threaten him into fucking you. Not that you’d want that,” Reed said.

“Now Reed, what happened to your service-oriented mindset?” I chided. “Do you find Taylor attractive?”

“Just offering up your boytoy like a slab of meat?” Taylor asked, eyebrow raised. I thought she was excited by the idea, but I wasn’t positive.

“Reed and I have an understanding. The last time we were in a situation like this it worked out quite well for him, I’d say,” I said.

“Sometimes the wise man keeps his mouth shut and does as he’s told,” Reed said. “If you trust your co-conspirators it can pay certain ... dividends.” He glanced at me appreciatively.

“Perhaps you’d be interested in a product demonstration if you have any doubts?” Lauren asked.

I bit my lip to keep from laughing. Of course Lauren would want to resume the video with a new audience.

“I wouldn’t say I have any doubts,” Taylor said, making eye contact with each of us in turn, “but I’m terribly curious to see this video.”

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Taylor and Lauren cleaned up from breakfast while Reed and I got the laptop setup going again. We decided to restart the video from the beginning. I briefly checked in with him to confirm he was ok with bringing Taylor into our games and that he was into her.

To my amusement, Lauren claimed the leather recliner that was Garrison’s preferred spot when he wasn’t in his man cave. I took the couch with Reed and let Taylor have the second recliner facing the TV.

There wasn’t much lead-up. Within thirty seconds we were again watching as Lauren and I were on our knees taking turns sucking Reed’s cock. I lamented the poor angle and thought that if we ever recorded a sex tape again we would need to think through camera placement more. Then I realized how amusing it was that I was already thinking about doing this again.

By the time we watched me get up on the table and partially take off my clothes to play with myself on the screen, Lauren was openly pleasuring herself. The short robe she’d borrowed barely concealed anything. I wasn’t surprised. The exhibitionist liked ... being an exhibitionist. Both on screen and in person.

I looked over at Taylor. She was engrossed in what was happening on screen, occasionally glimpsing over at Lauren. My hand explored Reed’s lap and found him close to fully hard. I started playing with his dick through the fabric of his pajama pants. This was hot. I was very turned on.

By the time the video finished with Lauren and I’s first kiss as we swapped Reed’s cum, the atmosphere in the room was electric. I was pretty sure Lauren had already cum again. Reed was rock hard in my hand. I was slightly concerned I was going to leave a wet spot on the couch I was so turned on.

I gave Taylor a naughty look. She had her legs crossed and her pale skin was a little flushed. It seemed like she’d enjoyed our dirty video. Her hands rested on her bare stomach, like she couldn’t decide whether to slip them up her sports bra or down her yoga pants.

“Well, Tay, what did you think? Interested in a turn?” I asked.

“Oh, uh, yeah, I guess so if you’re sure you don’t mind,” Taylor said. Her tone surprised me. I’d expected excited enthusiasm. Taylor sounded about as excited as if I’d just offered to let her borrow a crock-pot.

“Jeez, don’t sound so excited, Tay. Perhaps you need an in-person demo as well. Show you how things work,” Lauren suggested.

“No, that’s, like, ok ... I think I can manage,” Taylor said haltingly. I still couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

“You definitely don’t have to,” I said. “We didn’t mean to pressure you or anything.”

“No, no, it’s not that,” Taylor sighed. I watched her take a moment and reach some sort of decision about what she wanted to say. “It’s just when you said all three of you, I was sort of hoping y’all were bi.”

“Uh, what are you talking about?” I asked. “You literally just watched a video of Lauren and me having sex with the same guy at practically the same time.”

“Well that’s it exactly, you both had sex with Reed and barely interacted,” Taylor said.

“We kissed, and our dirty talk helped get each other off,” I protested, but I could totally see Taylor’s point.

“Right, your interaction was primarily for Reed’s entertainment. It’s ok. For the best I know now rather than try to stick my tongue up someone’s twat and have them freak out,” Taylor said. I felt a jolt of excitement imagining the cute redhead between my legs.

“You sound like you’re speaking from experience,” Reed observed.

“Might be. I got into all kinds of stuff before I met Merritt,” Taylor said.

“I just don’t think Lauren’s into that sort of thing,” I said. Lauren and I had found ourselves in sexual situations twice now, and I hadn’t gotten the sense she was up for any sort of girl-on-girl action.

All three of us looked at the statuesque blonde. She seemed to be thinking something over, just as Taylor had a moment ago. “Well I guess we’re sharing all our secrets this morning. Fuck it. Taylor sort of knows I have a pretty steady hookup downtown I often meet after I get off work. I suppose I sort of implied that to you too, Allie. My hook up is a she, not a he,” Lauren said.

“Whoa, holy shit! Is it that traffic girl you always hang out with? Jenna?” Taylor asked.

“Not my secret to tell. I was asked to keep it in strict confidence because the woman I see is very in the closet,” Lauren said.

“Well, you kind of are too. We’ve been good friends for years, and I had no idea,” Taylor said.

“It’s not exactly the sort of thing that comes up in casual conversation,” Lauren pointed out.

I laughed, thinking about a recent conversation that had really changed my thinking on this topic.

“What?” Lauren asked, confused at my reaction.

“I just was talking to someone recently about my, uh, marital struggles and she was talking about how I should consider my sapphic options in the neighborhood. Made me think of that,” I explained.

“Fucking Lexi,” Reed muttered. Right as always.

“So you are interested in us ladies that way, Allie?” Taylor asked.

“Um, I think so. I’m not sure, I guess. I, uh, have to admit I’ve never done a whole lot more with girls than what I did with Lauren. Most of what I’ve done with girls was more for show to tease guys than real desire. But ever since that conversation, I keep having ... thoughts. I think I want to explore them, but I might need to take it a little slow,” I explained.

“Thank goodness. We can go slow. Uh, I guess since we’re all being so honest, I should tell you I’ve had a little bit of a crush on you since we met a few weeks ago,” Taylor admitted.

“Oh my gosh, totally. Um, so one of the, erm, thoughts I’ve had recently was that night in Baton Rouge, before all the crazy stuff happened. I kind of wanted to kiss you goodnight,” I admitted.

“Ha, I had the same thought! Well I also wanted to do a lot more than kiss you, but I had no idea you’d be into that,” Taylor said.

“Reed boy, would you mind keeping Lauren entertained for a bit? Tay and I have some things we want to discuss,” I requested.