Chapter 310

“I think you’re married, so even though you are the hottest forty-something woman that I’ve ever met, I wouldn’t want to assume anything,” you said to Mallory. “You do match the kind of person that we would want to have fun with though. Gorgeous, interesting, smart, and who we’ve connected with but not so close to our lives that it could cause issues, and not going to take some bedroom play too seriously afterwards.”

“And that, young man, is why I wish my daughter was here flirting with you instead of your friend over there,” Mallory chuckled. When she finished laughing she was still smiling widely and she looked over you, Gemma and Sabrina in a way that told you that she felt a sort of pride at hearing the way the three of you spoke with and about each other. “I’m actually tempted,” she finally said. “I mean, it’s been a long time since I was with a woman, but all three of you are attractive and mature enough that I think you could handle it. Are you serious about wanting to have sex with an old woman like me?”

You weren’t expecting that pivot, and it took your brain a minute longer to parse the question than it did your cock, which got half-hard immediately.

“You’re older than us, not old. And I’m super serious,” Sabrina said.

“I’m in,” Gemma nodded.

Mallory turned to you, a smile on her lips and travelling up to her eyes.

“If your husband was OK with it, I feel like I’d be an idiot to say no,” you said.

“Well, I’ll make you three a deal,” Mallory said. “Let’s trade numbers, and I’ll talk to my hubby. That won’t happen until the bar closes tonight because it’ll be a bigger discussion than what I can have while he’s working. How long are you in town for?”

“Monday,” you said.

“I’ll talk to him tonight, and if he agrees then I’ll text you,” Mallory said. “And we can meet up sometime tomorrow.”

“Really?” you had to ask.

Mallory laughed and shook her head. “John, honestly, if I were twenty-five years younger you would be the perfect man except that you could use just a touch more ego. You’re a cute guy who’s keeping two women very, very happy based on how the three of you talk.”

“He goes back and forth on it,” Sabrina said. “Except in the bedroom. There he’s super decisive and perfectly manly.”

“Noted,” Mallory smirked.

The girls traded numbers with her - you felt weird about taking her number when her husband would be agreeing to let her stray or not. Even if he allowed it, you felt just a little weird about the idea that you could be friends with her or something after the fact.

“Alright,” Mallory finally said once texts had been traded. “Now I need to go check in on my hubby and how the night is going. And then ... Do I need to pull my daughter off of that boy?”

“Are you OK with her possibly having sex with him?” Sabrina asked. “Because that’s definitely Edgar’s goal.”

“You think I can tell my twenty-year-old who not to have sex with?” Mallory asked with a laugh. “Let me rephrase the question - is he likely to hurt her?”

“No,” Gemma shook her head. “I mean, he can be an idiot, but...”

“Not that we know of,” you said. “And his older brother is here too and will keep him in check.”

“Well, have a good night you three,” Mallory said as she stood. “And I hope I’ll be texting you tomorrow.”

She left as the three of you said your goodbyes.

“Holy fucking shit,” Gemma said.

“We might have a foursome with a smoking hot MILF,” Sabrina broke into giggles, clapping a hand over her mouth hoping that they wouldn’t get even louder.