Chapter 9: Kitt

Thursday, December 22, 2022

“Jade wants to go out and celebrate tonight. She finishes her last exam in...” I checked my watch. “Two hours. So we were thinking Texas Roadhouse or something like that.”

“Mmm,” Bethany said.

“Steak!” we both said at the same time. It was a stupid joke from our high school days. The class clown in our literature class always said, “Mmm ... steak” whenever he heard the word, and eventually, Bethany and I got it stuck in our heads.

We were standing behind the ICU’s main desk, killing a little time before we went and did our rounds. This week, she and I were on the same schedule, which was nice because working with Bethany always made the time go by faster. London and Janiqua were also on the same shift as us. We always referred to these weeks as the perfect week.

“Is Fanny coming with you?” Bethany asked. She had a tone of voice that made the word Fanny sound like a medical term for a nasty bed sore. And she looked at me with a touch of disappointment in her eyes.

“No,” I said. “She doesn’t go on dates with us. I told you. We’re not a ... throuple or whatever.”

“Sure sounds like it,” my best friend said. “How many times have you had her over in the last week? Does she even ask?”

Janiqua came up behind me and plopped a small stack of patient charts onto the countertop of the desk. “Had who over? Is who asking who?” When she realized Bethany was talking about me, she leaned in and said, “No way! Did you and Jade break up? You knocking boots with someone else?”

Bethany looked at me apologetically because I hadn’t wanted other people to know my business.

“No, no,” I reassured Janiqua.

I debated whether or not I should say more than that, but Janiqua already knew plenty about my love life. What was the harm in telling her the rest?

“Jade has a friend from college she has invited over for threesomes a few times. And she doesn’t always ask before it happens.”

Janiqua pursed her lips and nodded. “So she just dropped a threesome on you with no warning?” she asked as she jotted notes onto her patient’s chart. “No planning or nothing? Do you realize most men would kill to be in your shoes?”

I tried to laugh, but it wasn’t funny. “Yes. Believe me. I enjoy the sex. But it’s not about the threesomes. The lack of discussion is genuinely worrying me. And she seems to prefer threesomes to just the two of us having sex.”

“What’s to discuss?” Janiqua asked. “Two is better than one in almost any situation.” Bethany and I had to deliver meds to one of the patients. Janiqua followed us into the room. “Sounds like she’s kinky. That’s not a bad thing either.”

“Who’s kinky?” London asked, practically appearing out of nowhere.

Before I could say anything, Janiqua answered, “Kitt’s girlfriend prefers threesomes to vanilla sex.”

“God, Janiqua!” Bethany exclaimed. “That’s Kitt’s business.”

“What? He doesn’t care if we know.”

I bit my tongue and suffered the humiliation.

“Wow, Kitt,” London said, giving me an appreciative glance. “Never pegged you as the wild type.”

“I’m not wild.” I groaned and hit my forehead against the door jamb of my patient’s room. The last thing I needed was for London to start getting ideas into her head again.

London had asked me out for a coffee two weeks after we started working together. I accepted and had a good time, but my grandmother suddenly passed away two days later, and I met Jade soon after returning from the funeral. But I had been interested in London.

A former amateur tennis player, London Lu had a great body, luscious dark hair, and soft eyes that matched. And for a small-ish Asian woman, she had surprisingly large breasts that she liked to show off with tight scrubs. I had a sneaking suspicion they weren’t real, but I would never ask.

I tore open a medicine pack, attached it to my patient’s IV, and delivered his meds. Bethany recorded the dosages on the patient chart while I threw away the packaging. “You don’t think it’s a little weird that a couple of weeks after she breaks up with her girlfriend, she’s inviting other girls over to bang? It feels like one man isn’t enough for her.”

Janiqua put her hands up. “I don’t even know what sort of messed up shit is going on inside that girl’s head. But I do know most men would kill to be in your shoes.”

“You already said that,” Bethany pointed out. “Kitt, maybe you should invite a girl over unannounced for a threesome and see how Jade likes the tables being turned on her.”

London and Janiqua both stared at conservative Bethany in shock.

“Are you trying to break them up?” Janiqua asked. “That is the worst idea ever!”

“Ok, what would you do then?” Bethany asked. We finished caring for the patient, checked everything, and moved to the next room. I decided just to shut up and listen to whatever advice they had to give.

“My ex tried to talk me into a threesome,” Janiqua said, “so I told him to invite his brother over, and the three of us could get freaky.”

Bethany and London both laughed at that idea. “How’d that go over?” Bethany asked as she prepped our next patient for meds.

“He never asked again.” Janiqua gave me a once-over as I recorded the vitals of our patient. “I love me some sex, but just the one-on-one variety. What’s that girl see in you, anyway? You ain’t that tall. You’re cute, but not Chris Pine cute. Hell, you ain’t even Chris Evans cute. You got a third leg you’re hiding in your pants?”

“I wish. Just a regular old penis.”

Janiqua’s eyes traveled to my crotch, which was not even remotely visible through my scrubs. “Well, they say skill trumps size. Maybe someday you can show me what all the fuss is about. Remember what I said? No strings attached to this pussy.”

Bethany looked up sharply at Janiqua’s comment, eyes narrowing. I had not told Bethany about Janiqua’s offer a few weeks ago. “Kitt is dating someone!”

Janiqua just shrugged and turned away from Bethany. “I know that. I said if they ever broke up. But I probably wouldn’t be tempted by a threesome even if I was desperate.”

“I’ll keep it in mind,” I responded, “but I don’t think it would fly with Jade.”

“So she gets to invite whoever she wants into the relationship,” London said, “but you gotta keep it in your pants until she tells you who else you can fuck?”

“Well...”

Janiqua made a tsk tsk sound. “You’re just giving her all the power in the relationship.”

“What do you mean? What power?”

“The power. There’s always an imbalance of power in a relationship. You either got most of the power, or you don’t. And right now, you ain’t got shit.”

I turned to Bethany to see if she agreed with Janiqua. She shrugged helplessly back at me. I paused what I was doing to my patient so I could focus on the conversation at hand. “You mean like she’s the boss of me in our relationship?”

Janiqua rolled her eyes dramatically to heaven. “Lord, give me strength to help this poor man! It means who holds the leash, who calls the shots, or who needs who the most. In your case, it’s the one who decides who else you’re allowed to screw.”

“But I get a say in who else Jade sleeps with.”

“Do you?” Bethany asked. “Has she ever asked you before she invited Penny over?”

“It’s Fanny. And no. She didn’t.”

Janiqua shrugged. “There you go. Now you know where the power is.” And she left the room with London.

Bethany and I worked quietly for a few minutes before she quietly asked me, “When did Janiqua offer herself as a hookup?”

“Not that long ago. A couple of weeks, maybe?”

“You never said anything to me about it.” I sensed bitterness in Bethany’s voice. “Why wouldn’t you tell me?”

“Do I have to tell you everything that happens?” I asked, putting down my patient chart to look at her. I didn’t see the disappointment in her face. Her tight lips and furrowed brow told me she might be a little pissed. Either at me or Janiqua. “What?”

Bethany held my gaze for a few more seconds, then sighed. “Do you have this patient under control?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. I’m going to the next room.”

“Bethany...” I called out as she left the room, but my friend didn’t stop.

Janiqua’s words rang in my mind for the rest of my shift. You know where the power is. I wanted to shrug off her advice but couldn’t. Jade had been dating Marcy long before I was brought into the dynamic. I had been worried initially, but we managed okay despite the ups and downs. I had believed by being a great boyfriend, I could either survive and carve a place in that dynamic or even sway Jade over to my side. And now Marcy was gone. But what if the breakup between Marcy and Jade wasn’t the event I’d hoped for? What if it signaled the failure of the entire situation, including my relationship with Jade?

I tried to talk to Bethany twice before our shift ended, but she avoided me, staying busy with other doctors so that we couldn’t speak one-on-one. I waited by her car after work, and when she saw me, she stopped. “Go away, Kitt.”

“What did I do?”

Her whole body slumped at my question. “The fact that you don’t know is the problem.” She tried to move past me to get to her driver’s side door, but I blocked her path.

“I should have talked to you about Janiqua. I didn’t think it was a big deal. She made a random comment to me. That was it. It wasn’t like there was an actual discussion about hooking up or anything.”

Bethany looked at me for a long time before responding, but I could not tell what she was thinking. “Are we friends or more than that?” she finally asked.

I thought about the question before answering. We had met in Mrs. Carter’s class in second grade, even though we’d gone to the same school since kindergarten. We’d become best friends, and it had lasted for years. We had flirted with the idea of dating once in middle school when we thought we liked each other and then again in high school, but we’d realized we were better off as friends—except for that one night in our senior year.

Maybe Bethany was trying to tell me that we weren’t just friends. Or even best friends. We were more—practically family. And I needed to be better at letting her into my life and keeping her informed about what was happening.

“We’re more than that,” I answered.

Bethany’s pursed lips and set jaw melted into a huge, face-cracking smile. “I knew it.” She hugged me.

“More than best friends,” I continued, and she nodded against my chest. “Like brother and sister.”

Bethany stopped nodding and pulled away so she could look at me. “Brother and sister?”

“Yeah,” I confirmed, giving her my best smile. “And I should tell you all the stuff going on in my life.”

Bethany’s smile remained, but her dimple disappeared, and a bit of her smile’s luster had faded in our embrace. She looked tired, which I could completely understand. Twelve-hour shifts were exhausting, especially if you spend most of it angry at someone. “Thank you, Kitt. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.”

We left on good terms. I drove home wondering what plans Jade had for celebrating tonight. When I got home, Jade was already there. She was naked on my couch, watching porn and masturbating. She jumped from her seat and ran to me, hugging me around my middle. “Come fuck me while I watch this! I need a cock.”

The video was still going. In it, a blonde porn star had her face between a brunette’s legs eating out the brunette while the blonde took a thick, eight or nine-inch cock from behind. Both girls moaned with pleasure. They were actors, but they seemed to be having a great time.

“I’m not in the mood, Jade,” I said. “I want to talk, actually.”

Jade’s half-glazed-over eyes wandered over my face. “Okay, just a second.” Her hand went back to her pussy, and she started rubbing again. “I’m super close. Do you want to kiss my neck or suck my tits while I finish?”

I dropped my bag on the couch and went into my bedroom. I rarely did anything at home after work until I had showered off the hospital smell and grime. I started my shower and soaked in the lukewarm spray. Barely had I begun washing my hair when Jade came in, still naked.

“Hey, can I join you?” she asked.

“Sure,” I said, scrubbing my scalp. Jade opened the door and stepped inside.

“Ick. The water is practically cold.”

“I heard hot water isn’t good for your skin. I’m training myself to get used to colder water.”

Jade turned up the temperature on the faucet. “Maybe, but hot feels better.”

I sighed and rinsed my hair.

Jade wrapped her arms around me. “I wasn’t very nice to you when you came home. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” I answered.

“Let me make it up to you,” Jade said, dropping onto her knees. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to stop her or not. But the baser part of my brain forced the rational side to shut up. Jade pumped some body wash onto her hands and started cleaning my shaft and balls. My manhood immediately stiffened at her touch. Jade looked up at me and grinned.

“I gotta make sure it’s squeaky clean,” she said in her most sultry voice as she let the soap suds rinse off my skin. Her mouth opened wide as she engulfed the head of my cock with her lips. Immediately her tongue flicked the tip of my cock and toyed with the opening. She kept her eyes fixed on mine, wide and wet and wanton. Then she popped off of me and smiled. “So fresh.”

“You’re so good at that,” I said, bracing myself on the shower wall.

“It’s because I love your cock,” Jade said. “I love it in my mouth, in my pussy. One day I might want it in my asshole.”

I raised an eyebrow. That was something that had never come up before. Jade noticed my reaction and smiled around my throbbing stiff rod. “You like that idea?” she teased.

“I could get into it,” I groaned.

“Nobody has ever fucked my ass. You could be the first...”

I groaned. I’d watched a lot of anal porn and fantasized about how tight a girl’s asshole might feel on my shaft.

“What about me sucking your cock and balls while another girl has her tongue up your ass?” Jade asked while her fingers snaked behind my scrotum and into my ass crack.

The idea made my cock jump again. And I hated that. Everything Jade had just described was sexy as hell, but why wasn’t it enough for things to stay between the two of us? Why did everything have to involve another woman? I wanted to say something, but the pleasure emanating from my dick kept my mouth shut. I put my hands on the back of Jade’s head and pushed her mouth another inch down my shaft. Her mouth’s grip tightened, and I tried to think of other things besides the incredible sensations I was feeling.

Jade popped off again. “Ooh. I know. Maybe a different kind of threesome. Maybe I’ll have your cock in my ass and another cock in my pussy,” she whispered. “How would you feel about tag-teaming me with one of your friends?” Her mouth popped back over my cock head and gave it a long leisurely swirl of the tongue.

Until I yanked my cock from Jade’s mouth. “What the hell!”

She looked up at me with a stunned expression on her face. “What?”

“Why would I want to watch another guy fuck you? Why does everything have to involve someone else?”