James, Elle Saint - Unbridled and Unridden [The Double Rider Men's Club 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Elle Saint James Page B

exception. Yes, I would have.” She nodded once sharply and hooted in laughter.
    Jessica inwardly smiled. Perhaps she wasn’t such a slut after all. It was true she couldn’t seem to control herself around Deacon or Boyd, but at least the rest of the hottie male population was safe from her abundant lust.
    After the rush of guests checking in slowed down, Jessica shifted her attention to helping the bellmen get the bags up to the rooms in a timely fashion.
    When a special package came for the room number that Boyd had rented for his friends, Jessica went up and delivered the oversized envelope herself. A nice-looking man answered the door. When he signed for the package, Jessica noticed another couple in the living room area. They were drinking wine and laughing.
    No job was too small in her profession, and so next she headed to the end of the front desk and helped keep the bags going into the hotel. Once that was caught up, she headed to the mail station and started placing envelopes into the various boxes for the hotel staff. She was behind a wall that opened next to the side exit of the hotel where private limos arrived to pick up guests away from the hubbub of the taxi stand.
    A man and woman waited just on the other side of the wall right next to the out-of-sight open counter where she worked. Their voices sounded familiar, and after only a few sentences, she recognized them as two of the three guests who had checked to the room Boyd had arranged.
    A warm feeling enveloped her as she thought about both Boyd and Deacon. If they were friends of Boyd’s, then they also likely knew Deacon.
    She didn’t mean to listen in for any more than an interest in the two men who’d so touched her heart and changed her life.
    “I can’t wait to see the performance tonight,” the woman said with a certain excitement in her tone. “I’m dying to see the building they’ve constructed in utter secrecy to serve as the new permanent playhouse for the men’s club.”
    “Me either. Boyd and Deacon both said that all the private boxes in the Stadium are perfectly soundproof and have a clear, unobstructed view to the stage. Now everyone can be as loud or as quiet in their private spaces without disturbing or hearing others. It’ll be great.”
    “I’m sure we’ll be making lots of noise ourselves during the show,” the woman remarked in a low tone filled with laughter.
    Jessica wondered what on earth they’d be watching in a stadium that would require a soundproof box. She shrugged and kept filling slots with envelopes.
    “I’m so glad you found your way to joining our lifestyle, my love,” the man said.
    “Me, too. I never thought I’d end up with two husbands.”
    Two husbands? What? Jessica’s attention was now caught. She paused, hand in midair, putting the next letter in its slot.
    “So the only question is, which one of us will pierce your pussy, and who will be left to fuck your lovely ass tonight?”
    The mail Jessica dropped scattered soundlessly around her feet. Her face heated to boiler room levels as the question, “Who will be left to fuck your lovely ass?” reverberated in her head.
    Were they swingers? In her limited knowledge, and being virginity free for merely a day, she was fairly certain that two couples were involved with swinging. And they traded partners, didn’t they? She’d never heard of two men sharing a woman before.
    “Have Deacon and Boyd found a woman they can share permanently? Are they even looking? They are so sweet. I wish they could find someone they loved.”
    “Don’t know. Even if they had, they’d probably keep it pretty quiet. Although, Deacon’s such a workaholic, I can’t imagine he’d take the time even if a woman fell into his lap and started sucking. I think Boyd is more open to a permanent situation if he could find a girl he liked. He won’t ever admit it, but he’s picky as hell where women are concerned. I don’t know if anyone will ever be perfect