Chapter 27

I knew what she had wanted. She had wanted to sneak in, get naked, and wake up the three of us by jumping into bed. The wind helped her open the door. Her winter boots thundered up the stairs. Her jacket knocked three vibrators off the top of the toy shelf.

“Oh, you’re up.” Alex’s nose scrunched and her frown twisted.

“Yeah,” I said, with my head beginning to throb. “What time is it?”

“Almost 10!” Alex answered. I don’t know if she was yelling but my brain felt like she had a bullhorn. Where were their hangovers?

Max sat up and swung her legs off the side of the bed. Sam snuggled in against my back. She massaged my cock and I knew I needed to pee.

“You don’t have to take all your clothes off,” Max was telling Alex.

“Why not? I missed out on sex last night!” Alex said.

“Cuddling and a shared handjob,” Max said, then kissed her friend’s cheek and started to make breakfast.

“What?” Alex scanned the room. Max had pushed down the covers. Sam’s tits were out. Her hand and my cock tented the blanket. Max’s ass bounced happily in the kitchenette. Alex met my eyes.

She had thrown off her jacket, mittens, and earmuffs. She dropped her sweater on her scarf. Her boots were discarded in a cross at the top of the stairs. She unhooked her pale green bra and her tits jiggled with relieved pressure.

“No, I’m getting naked,” Alex said. “And I’m going to do the work I trusted you two to do last night.”

“‘Work’?” I finally couldn’t fight it. I pulled up Sam’s hand and kissed her knuckles. I slid my legs out of bed.

“It’s not ‘work’,” Alex said hurriedly. “It’s not OK, though. Why didn’t you get to have sex last night?”

“Everyone was wiped out from the weather and party.” I kissed Alex as I walked by her. “Don’t judge them too harshly. Where’s your bag?”

“Under my jacket,” Alex pointed. “I would’ve fucked him when you guys weren’t able to!”

I left them alone with a smile on my face. I closed my bathroom door and unloaded a wine-assisted full bladder. I splashed water on my face and rubbed it through my hair. I grabbed the Richardson’s bottle of ibuprofen and swallowed two pills. I was feeling better when I walked out of the bathroom.

Alex was naked. She had her hands on her hips like Superman, or I suppose I mean like Supergirl. My heart warmed.

“It’s not that simple. We’re never going to cheat on you,” Max assured Alex.

“You only cheat on me if you fuck someone who isn’t one of us,” Alex lectured. “Which isn’t going to happen. Ever.”

“There’s no need to be angry.” I walked up and hugged her from behind. “No work. No school. What do you guys want to do today?”

“I still have chem and calculus assignments, actually, and Alex has homework. Sam, what about--”

“Boo! Boo-oo!” Alex shouted through a hand megaphone.

“Boo,” Sam agreed.

“Oh,” Max frowned, her eyes downcast. “What do you guys want to do?”

“I have an idea,” Alex said, and immediately began grinding her ass into my cock. I kissed the top of her head.

“An excellent suggestion, but I’m going to need energy. Didn’t you start breakfast?” I asked Max.

“‘Start’ being the operative word,” she said.

“Do you want to put the boots on?” I asked.

Max stepped back from the counter and looked over at Sam. Sam was sitting on the bed looking pensively at her phone.

“There’s one thing I have to do first,” Max said, and looked at Sam.

Sam looked up. Her eyes widened in trepidation. “Oh crap. Oh crap. Max? Max, what are--”

Max walked across the room straight to Sam. Sam looked over at us uncertainly, but I didn’t know what Max intended either. Alex looked over her shoulder and up at me. She stopped gyrating her butt.

“Sam, last night, I lost control.” Max reached out. Sam laid both of her hands on Max’s. Sam was pulled, her legs swinging off the edge of the bed. Max squatted down so she was looking up at Sam. “I taunted you for who you are. I said things just to make you hurt. I love you. Every part of you. You, Alex, Gene, you’re my heart. I’m sorry.”

Alex leaned back and met my gaze. She teared up. Sam teared up. I manfully and stoically wiped away the dust in my eyes. Pesky dust.

“I mean it,” Max continued. “Me. Not the boots. I wanted to say it last night but I had to wait until I knew that I was saying sorry because I loved you, I hurt you, and I regretted it. I love you, for all the right reasons,” she said.

“Thank you!” Sam rubbed the back of her hand across her eyes.

“Don’t just stop there! Kiss and make up!” Alex cheered.

“You don’t have to,” Sam shook her head. “I know that--”

Max rose slightly to capture Sam’s lips in a passionate kiss. Sam leaned in to embrace Max awkwardly by the shoulders. After several seconds, Sam got sloppy and Max couldn’t keep up, and then Sam’s grip slipped and Max fell down on her ass.

“I love making the people I love happy,” Max declared with a rueful smile.

Alex was grinding on me again. I was smiling. I hugged Alex close to me.

“Do you have another big makeup kiss in you?” Sam asked. She opened her knees and inched her butt to the edge of the bed.

“For you? Of course I do,” Max said, sinking down before Sam with a wide smile.

“Wait,” I said. Three pairs of eyes looked at me. “She said that from the bottom of her heart. Let’s put the boots on her.”

“Yeah,” Sam nodded. She pulled Max up. They duelled their tongues, clashing, riposting, and lunging as Max was dragged to her feet.

Alex twisted. She snapped her arms around the back of my neck. She jumped and wrapped her legs around my hips. I made sure it was my closet behind me and not the flimsy railing over the staircase. Safe, I reached forward and grabbed Alex’s asscheek. I wasn’t going to let her fall.

“Hurry up,” Alex said over her shoulder. “Because right now I’m doing the work of three women.”

She was unable to capture my cock in her pussy with just her hips. I kissed her and kissed her nose. I kicked Alex’s bag across the floor. It slid to a stop on Sam’s toes.

“Calm down, Alex,” I said. “This is important.”

“You’re right,” Alex said. “It’ll be quick though, right? I’m ready.”

“I can feel that,” I said as she kissed me. “And soon Max’ll be too.”

Max was a breathtaking redheaded woman, wearing nothing but over-the-knee leather high-heeled boots. I knew the kind of pictures I wanted to decorate my walls with. Then the only people I could have over were these three. I smiled at that.

Sam knelt behind Max. She grabbed the zippers and pulled them up the back of Max’s calves. The apartment rattled the moment the boots were on. Max danced happily. I suppose it wasn’t just singing: Alex was also the dancer. Still, I would’ve watched Max forever.

“OK,” I said. I put Alex down. “More of last night, huh?”

The weather was extreme but we had four walls, closed windows, working radiators, and all the body heat we’d need to the end of time. Alex put her feet on the floor. She bounced the tip of my cock with her fingertip.

“How do you feel?” I took Max’s hands in mine.

“So good,” she smiled.

“Alright, Newton’s Law time,” I said.

“Force equals the gravitational constant by the multiple of the two masses over the square of the radius between them?” Max smirked.

“One of my favorites, but no,” I said. “Take the boots off.”

“Should we do that?” Sam worried.

“I don’t throw unknown chemicals together just to see what the reaction will be,” I said.

“You heard the man. Our man.” Alex slapped my butt and zigzagged behind Max to pull down a zipper. Sam grabbed the other one. Max jumped.

“What?”

“Alex just kissed my butt,” Max laughed. She squealed and pushed back Sam’s face. “So did Sam!”

“Really?” I got Max to shriek as I lifted her. Sam and Alex pulled the boots off of Max’s airborne feet. I spun her. She caught the arm of my chair and pushed back gleefully. She landed on the tips of her toes, and I pushed down her shoulder. She giggled when I kissed her butt.

“Awesome,” I said with a smile. A little push, and Max stepped around the chair. “None of that?”

“None of what?” she asked.

“Dodging,” Alex nodded.

“Dodging what?” Max frowned.

“Get in the chair,” Sam patted the cushion of my armchair.

“Oh, I couldn’t do that. That’s for Ge--” She squealed, giggling. I may have swept up her legs by clotheslining the back of her knees. I caught her shoulder.

“Make sure she doesn’t squirm out of the way,” I told Sam and Alex. They rushed around and grabbed Max’s arms.

The only reason Max stopped kicking was because she had hit me in the shoulder. She apologized, giving me my opportunity. I kissed her. She kissed me back eagerly. She smiled blissfully with bright eyes as I broke off from the kiss. Her ass bounced off the cushion. Alex held her breath, as did the wind outside. Sam grabbed my hand and I squeezed it as we watched.

“Hm,” Max said. She grabbed the chair’s arms and wiggled her butt on the cushion a few times. “Who wants coffee!” she said, and stood up.

“Did it work on her?” I worried. No wind. Were we free? “Wait! Max? Coffee?”

“Yeah, if I’m going to keep up with Alex, I need caffeine,” she said, pulling a coffeemaker box out from under my sink.

“When did that get there?” I asked.

“Peter and Alex bought it,” Sam said. “We already have a kettle. What about tea?”

“Coffee gets me going, tea relaxes me,” Max said.

“Getting a coffeemaker was my idea, but let Max handle it. Now, what do you want?” Alex asked, rubbing her hand up my back.

I kissed Alex with a smile and walked over to Max. She was reading the instructions. I started lifting styrofoam and the parts of the unassembled machine from the box.

“Leaving it unassembled was Dad’s idea,” Alex said with a soft shake of her head.

My stomach rumbled. I picked the sleep from my eyes.

“Do you guys wanna go to Tara’s?” I asked, as the apartment rocked in the wind. There was no sense in facing a wizard chick on an empty stomach.

“I can do this,” Max said. “Shouldn’t take more than an hour.”

“I know how we can spend the hour!” Alex said. She circled her fingertips on her clit and sucked them clean, then slumped her shoulders. “I suppose I want you to have energy.”

Sam pushed Alex’s shoulder. “You absolute nymph!”

“That’s a cute insult,” Alex giggled.

“I’m not trying to insult you,” Sam said. “We need a word for a girl who really loves to fuck. ‘Slut’ and the rest I know are all mean. ‘Nymph’, OK?”

“I think ‘Alex’ covers what you want, Sam,” Max said.

“Thank you, Max. You’re an absolute Alex.”

“You’re pretty Alex yourself,” Max giggled.