Chapter 112

Riley got one text from Consuela on Saturday afternoon, and another on Sunday morning. Consuela knew that Riley had her son with her, but money was money.

Fortunately, Hana and Ellie, kept Flynn so busy he barely noticed his mother’s absence. In the bungalow, she found herself jazzed a little more than usual — the thought that Flynn was so close by turned her on. If only he could watch her like he did with other women. Maybe someday.

Riley returned from her Saturday afternoon tryst to find Flynn captivated by Maria Mendoza. The stately woman was a tall as he was, and her imperious manner was almost intimidating.

But Maria knew all about Flynn and Riley; she was as warm and friendly as the Tasty Trio had ever seen her. She didn’t smile often — haughty was part of her schtick — but beamed at him, a megawatt number that lit up the room.

She held his penis, “Honey, you’re even more scrumptious than Riley told us.” She squeezed him gently, “I know you lean in a different direction, but you can do me anytime you want, anytime, anyplace.”

Smitten.

“But if you’ll let me, if I can borrow your little girlfriend, I have such a yen for some Hana-pussy.”

He had to clear his throat, “Of course.” He made a help-yourself gesture. Hana threw her arms around his waist, “Oh, thank you baby, so much.”

Maria really did have a thing for Hana. As she devoured the child-woman, Flynn grew erect. He sat down between Riley and Ellie, never taking his eyes off the action on the bed.

Riley was still delighted, but no longer surprised, that he became erect. True, there were four naked women in the room, two of them having sex, but that had never been Flynn’s thing.

Acting on instinct, not even asking Riley for permission, Ellie bent down and took him in her mouth. Riley approved, even though it was a bit of a gamble. One, Ellie wasn’t Hana. Two, it was early — Flynn had just gotten hard and wasn’t ready to explode.

But Riley approved. If he could stay erect, maybe, just maybe, the weekend could be a turning point in his life. If he turned out to be even just a little bit bi, his life-choices would be infinitely broader.

When Ellie first took him in her mouth, he whispered, “Oh.” Then he smiled and placed his hand on her back. As his eyes traveled back and forth between his beloved Hana and Ellie, Riley relaxed. He was still hard, still excited.

She decided to experiment with him, just a little. Maybe in the morning. She’d have Maria get him alone. No Hana, no little butt-boy, just the two of them. Fucking him would probably be a step too far, a step too soon, but if she could suck him off with no other temptations around, that could be a huge gain.