Looking blankly at the TV, Mandy sighed in boredom. It had been an entire week and she had not heard from Damon. Her flatmate, Eloise, was out partying. It was Friday night, after all.
She grabbed the bottle of beer from the coffee table and realised it was empty. “Damn!” she muttered, knowing that was the last of the alcohol.
There was no way she was going to sit home alone without something to take the edge of her bad mood.
Standing, she grabbed her house keys and her wallet, and made her way outside. It was dark but the liquor shop was situated conveniently at the end of the road.
As she walked in, she made her way to the beer fridge and picked up a six-pack. Turning, she came face-to-face with Brody Gray.
He lifted his eyebrows in surprise. “Mandy? Hi,” he said, his gaze raking over her.
“Hi, Brody,” she replied.
Wearing blue jeans and a tight-fitting T-shirt, his overt masculinity caused a wave of heat to ripple down her spine.
“What’s the occasion?” he asked, pointing to the beer in her hand.
“There isn’t one. I was sitting home alone,” she answered.
“Oh? Want some company?” he queried.
She licked her dry lips. “Sounds good.”
His smile made her hands tremble. “Your place or mine?”
Not sure whether Eloise would arrive home early, she said, “Yours?”
Nodding, he took the beer from her and grabbed another six-pack. “Let’s have a party. Just you and me.”
“What about me?” someone said, and they turned to face Cole Sanderson.
Mandy’s eyes widened as she gazed at him. His dark hair across his brow accentuated his bright blue eyes.
“Three’s good for a party. What do you reckon, Mandy?” Brody asked, deviously.
Knowing where this was headed, she took a breath. She was through waiting for Damon to make a move. The excitement stirred in her veins. “I think that’s a great idea.”
Cole pressed against her and she felt the bulge in his jeans. Her pulse quickened. “Let’s wait in the car,” Cole said, taking her hand.
“I won’t be long,” Brody stated, making his way to the counter.
As she walked outside with Cole, she inhaled the cool night air. The thought of having sex with both of them had begun to warm the blood in her veins.
Opening the car door for her, Cole smiled at her, lasciviously. When she was seated, he joined her in the backseat, and rubbed a hand up her leg.
He brushed his fingers over her panties, making her pussy moist. She could barely contain her excitement and spread her legs allowing him easier access. By the time Brody made his way to the car, Cole’s fingers were inside her wet heat.
Starting the car, Brody looked in the rear-view mirror and chuckled. “I see you haven’t wasted any time.”
“Drive!” her and Cole said at the same time, and then laughed at their enthusiasm.
On the way to Brody’s apartment, Cole kissed her passionately, thrusting his tongue in her mouth while he finger-fucked her. She sucked hard on his tongue, promising him other pleasures.
The car skidded to a halt. “We’re here,” Brody announced.
Catching her breath, she gave Cole a smile. “Let’s finish this inside.”
He nodded, releasing his grip on her, and they made their way into the apartment. Without hesitation, Brody locked the door behind them and closed all the blinds. “Let’s get this party started,” he said.
Mandy didn’t wait to be asked; she whipped off her dress, and stood before them in her lacy underwear.