Small Woman, Big Trouble [Wet and Willing 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Page 4

  Harry gripped Kai’s arm and whispered, “Let me take some pictures of it first. If the man comes racing out with a shotgun, we need some evidence to protect ourselves.”

  Kai nodded, and as silently as he could, Harry took a series of overlapping photographs showing the road, the grass, and finally, the bump. He walked all around it, photographing every side and angle. It was weird. At first he’d thought it might be a “hide,” where hunters lay to catch deer, but it wasn’t anything like that. There didn’t seem to be a door or windows or even a hole for a periscope. I’ve been watching too many bad movies! A periscope indeed!

  But he has to have some way of knowing if people are coming. And how does he get in and out?

  Harry stepped back a little way and kept looking around. Kai tapped his arm and pointed. There weren’t many trees around the area, but there was a large one fifty feet farther on, and Kai was pointing at it, so Harry followed him over there.

  There was turf, not grass at the base of the tree, so once again Harry took a series of pictures, and then he pointed back to the SUV. Kai nodded. Half of him really wanted to lift up that turf and see if there was a tunnel to the mound, but the smarter half of him said that was tantamount to breaking and entering, which could get him in a whole lot of trouble, especially if this was a government training ground or something.

  But if it’s FBI or CIA or whatever, why did the man attack Deborah?

  “You found something, didn’t you? What was it?” asked Deborah.

  Harry tried to explain the mound while Kai drove them back toward the main road.

  “Oh wow, he is part of some crazy group. I wondered about that. He said something just like Chris. Maybe Chris is part of the group, too. Okay, now I will have to report it to the police. I didn’t really want to. I thought they’d write me off as a hysterical female, but it seems he is a bit of a weirdo.”

  “Huh? Chris? Group? What are you talking about?”

  “Could you please start again at the beginning?”

  Deborah patted Kai’s arm and grinned at Harry. He couldn’t help but smile back at her. She had the sweetest smile, but with a hint of naughty. “When I caught Chris taking my notebooks so he could steal my clients, he said a whole lot of stuff about women only being suitable for servicing men. Men should rule, that sort of thing. Then when I met up with the man on the scooter, he said something quite similar.” Deborah paused and screwed up her face. Harry could almost hear the little wheels in her head turning as she thought.

  “He said, ‘Women are just holes to be filled. Men are the superior beings.’ Now, what did Chris say again?”

  Harry watched her as once again she wrinkled her cute little nose as she thought. The woman was damn smart. It was months since that day at the office when Chris had gotten caught stealing her stuff, but he was sure she’d remember the words despite having been furious with the bastard at the time.

  “Oh yes. Chris said, ‘The only place a woman belongs is flat on her back with her legs spread. No woman has the right to tell a man what to do.’ And he added something about countries where women are locked in the house and only used for sex having the right idea. I remember what Melusine said to that. It was brilliant. She said, ‘The most impoverished countries in the world you mean? I’m sure people will be interested in your ideas in jail.’”

  Harry laughed. “You’re right, that was an excellent riposte. But if your attacker is associated with a wacko, anti-women, fringe group, we need to make a police report. Dammit, there goes the rest of the day.”

  Chapter Four

  “It wasn’t quite the rest of the day, but it sure was a huge chunk of it,” said Kai as they left the police station late that afternoon.

  “Yeah. Let’s get some food. Their coffee was disgusting.” Harry steered them down the road toward a diner. “If you hadn’t phoned Melusine, they’d never even have listened to us,” he added, patting Deborah’s spiky, purple hair.

  “That’s why I wasn’t going to report the attack, at first. But, hey! Did you see that officer’s face when Melusine pointed out that the countries most likely to hold those beliefs about women were also the countries that tended to harbor terrorist cells and private armies? That got him moving,” said Deborah.

  Deborah felt the tension easing from her body as they walked the block and a half to the diner. Inside it was plain but functional, the food well cooked and cheap, just what they needed as they rehashed what they’d said and what the police thought may happen next.

  “It doesn’t really matter. This group may be sort of nutso but perfectly legal. It’s just good they’ll be on the radar of the authorities now, in case they are a bit crazy,” she said, stealing the last french fry from the bowl in the center of the table.

  “Let’s go to the Aquatic Center and swim. We need to do something quite different to relax and de-stress,” said Harry.

  “And the waterslide. I’ve been meaning to try that out,” she said.

  “I’m not really much into swimming, but the gym there is supposed to be really well equipped. You can leave me there for an hour or so,” said Kai.

  “No, we’re a team. I’ll get you both a ‘go anywhere’ pass and we can try a bunch of stuff out. The day’s wrecked anyway. We may as well enjoy ourselves,” said Harry.

  Deborah smiled. These men were so caring like that. Always looking out for each other and for her. She patted her tummy. “The gym might be good. I don’t usually have such a big lunch.”

  “That’s because it’s four o’clock. It’s halfway to supper as well.”

  “Hey, speak for yourself. I still want supper,” Kai challenged Harry. Deborah just laughed. It looked like the rest of the day was going to be fun, one way or another.

  * * * *

  The waterslide was huge, extending from the top of the building, around all the walls, and ending in a shallow splashdown pool. It was a fully enclosed pipe, with an inch or so of water running through it constantly, so the trip through the tunnel was fast and thrilling. Deborah clung tightly to her plastic toboggan and let the downward incline speed her up the wall of the tube as she traveled forward down the pipe to land with a mighty splash in the small pool at journey’s end.

  “Now that was fun! Again,” she called to Kai, who was just emerging from his own trip down the slide.

  Harry stood at the bottom and laughed at them. Well, he works here so can go on it anytime. But I like it!

  She and Harry swam a few laps, her in the slow lane and Harry in the medium lane, and this time it was Kai who watched. Deborah wondered if perhaps he couldn’t swim very well, but he didn’t seem uneasy in water, more disinterested.

  They had five minutes in the sauna then fifteen in the hot tub before Kai insisted it was time to go to the gym. Both men were already happily trying out the machines by the time Deborah had showered, washed her hair, and joined them. An hour later, she desperately needed another shower, but didn’t have any more clean clothes to change into, so insisted on being taken home.

  “We already went to your place once to pick up your swimsuit and gym clothes,” complained Kai.

  “Yeah. We’ll be spending the night together, so make sure you bring enough clothes this time. How many loads of laundry must you have to do each week!” added Harry.

  Deborah considered bringing her huge roll-on suitcase just to tease them, but managed to simply pack an extra change of underwear instead.

  “Where to now?” she asked.

  “Time for food, I think,” said Kai.

  “Well, something a little healthier this time. How about the Noodle Bar?”

  “All right. Sounds good to me,” agreed Harry, and they all piled into Kai’s SUV again and headed off there.

  “Wow, it’s ten o’clock already,” said Deborah as they left the Noodle Bar. “I guess it’s so late because it would have been after five before we even got to the Aquatic Center.”

  “I don’t know. I wasn’t watching the clock, but ten is perf
ect for what I have in mind,” said Harry.

  “And what’s that?” asked Kai.

  “Drive back to the Aquatic Center. I was looking at all those huge mirrors in the gym and getting ideas.”

  “What kind of ideas? Whatever do you mean?” asked Deborah.

  “Oh, honey, you’ll find out.” Harry leered at her and at Kai but refused to say anything else.

  “It’s closed.” Deborah felt disappointment rush through her. She had no idea what Harry had planned to do, but she was sure it would have been fun, and now they’d have to wait until another day.

  “It always closes at ten. That’s what I was relying on. Follow me.” Harry led them to the staff entrance, scanned a keycard and typed in a code, and then locked the door behind them. He took them up to the second floor and punched in another code so they could enter the gym. “Wait here,” he ordered, then jogged away. In a few moments the lighting was turned on in one section of the room by the walls of mirrors. The rear wall was glass, looking out over the swimming pools.

  Deborah stood staring out over the swimming pools. Even though only the emergency lighting was on downstairs, the water gleamed in the pale light coming through the huge walls of windows, and the various swimming pools—the kids’ play pool, the wave pool, the diving pool, and the main swimming pool—were all clearly visible. It was somehow peaceful, restful, so different from during the day when the place was alive with noise and crowds of people everywhere.

  Kai came over and rested his arm over her shoulders. “Pretty, eh?” She nodded.

  Harry joined them. “Sometimes when I work late I come up here just to breathe. During the day there’s a million things happening at once. But at night it’s quiet and, I don’t know, like you said, Kai, kinda pretty I guess.

  “Peaceful. I understand, Harry. It feels like you can take a deep breath, just breathe and relax up here,” she said.

  They stood there for a little while simply drinking in the atmosphere, and then Harry turned them to face the mirrors.

  “This was what I was thinking about when we were in here before though. That wall of mirrors.”

  “So what?”

  “So, my pretty one, I was picturing the three of us, naked, making love in front of the mirrors, watching ourselves in the mirrors from several different angles at once,” said Harry.

  “Are you crazy?”

  “Shut up, Deb. That’s a good idea. I really like it,” said Kai.

  The two men raced over to the pile of crash mats against one wall and began hauling a few to the corner where there were mirrors on two walls, so they could indeed see everything in both glasses at once. Deborah just smiled and shook her head. “Men! You’ll be comparing the lengths of your dicks next.”

  “It’s not the size of the dog in the fight. It’s the size of the fight in the dog,” chanted Harry.

  “What?”

  “It ain’t what you’ve got. It’s how you use it,” he explained.

  “Oh. Yes. That’d work,” she replied. But Deborah was still shaking her head. All men were mad, and these two, however normal they seemed on the outside, obviously had some madness inside them, too. Although she was willing to agree that a man who knew how to please a woman was worth his weight in—Hmm. What? Not chocolate. But wine maybe. Yeah, a sparkling white wine.

  Kai and Harry had arranged a pile of crash mats in the corner where the two mirrored walls met and were now getting undressed. “Can anyone see us here? What about from the glass wall out to the hallway?” she asked.

  “Not in the corner here. We’re hidden by that row of exercise bicycles. But I’ll turn off all but one bank of the lights if you like.” Harry hurried across the room, and one of the long rows of lights went dark. The remaining bank of lights was enough so they wouldn’t knock over a rack of barbells or anything dangerous, but the room was quite dim now, and Deborah felt more relaxed about getting undressed.

  Harry swept her into his arms as he walked back to the corner, and gave her a hug. “Think how sexy it’ll be to watch everything in the mirrors,” he whispered into her ear then flicked his tongue out and licked it. Deborah gave a little shiver. Yes, it was erotic. There was no doubt about that. But actually, just having these two men pay attention to her was enough to rev her engines.

  Kai pulled her down in front of him and lifted her T-shirt over her head, dropping it to the side where his own clothes were scattered. She leaned over and licked his nipple. It was brown and hard, the flat little nub doing its best to stand up at her touch. She moved a little closer to him and licked a line across his chest to the other nipple, then sucked it hard. Kai’s hands grabbed her hips, and he tried to force her jeans down and off her. Harry’s hands were reaching around her to fumble with the zipper. Deborah knew they’d figure it out without her help, so she concentrated on Kai’s yummy chest, moving back and forth between his nipples then sitting up straight to kiss him on the lips.

  By the time she broke away from Kai to take a breath, her jeans and panties were gone, as were her shoes and socks. That hadn’t taken them long. Harry was right behind her, so she twisted around and kissed him hard, sucking on his tongue.

  And then she was flat on her back, Kai’s mouth on her pussy and Harry’s tongue in her mouth. Harry was a damn good kisser, his lips gentle but persuasive, his tongue here, there, and everywhere, flicking over her lips and teeth, then tangling with her own tongue. While Kai had spread her legs wide and was nibbling along her nether lips, licking her slit and sucking her clit, all so fast that her brain was losing the ability to think.

  Kai sat up, reaching into the pocket of his discarded pants for lube and condoms. “Have you planned out the next step, Harry?” he asked.

  “It needs to be sitting up facing the glass so we can watch. How about you on the bottom, then me, then Deborah on me?”

  “Oh yes, I like the idea of being the cherry on the top!”

  “All right then. Come here so I can get you ready, Harry,” ordered Kai.

  Obediently Harry stretched himself out on his front, his head turned to the mirror so he could watch everything. Deborah grinned. Now this was going to be fun!

  While Kai lubed Harry’s ass, Deborah massaged Harry’s shoulders, kissed his cheeks, and even played with his toes, moving up and down his body almost randomly as ideas came to her. She kept her face turned to the mirror and loved watching Harry’s every reaction. It also meant she could see most of what Kai was doing, too, either directly from where she sat or reflected in the mirror. And it was amazingly erotic. Even though all the attention was on Harry at the moment, just watching the two men playing like this had her nipples harder than stone and cream dripping onto her inner thighs. She was incredibly aroused. This little game was hot.

  “I’m ready. Give me a rubber,” said Harry, sitting up.

  “Just a moment.” Kai settled himself with his legs spread, and rolled a condom on his own cock. It was huge and red, and he looked very aroused, but so did Harry. Harry may have joked about the size of his cock, but to Deborah it looked more like a Great Dane than a Corgi. Then she grinned. Actually they were both hung like horses, rather than dogs.

  Watching Harry lower his ass to sit on Kai was the hottest thing Deborah had ever seen. She kneeled on the mat a little to the side of both men, where she could see everything both in real life and in the reflection. “Damn that’s hot,” she gasped.

  “This do you mean?” teased Harry, holding himself above Kai with just the head of Kai’s dick inside him, before he lowered himself down. Deborah watched Kai’s thick cock disappearing into Harry’s body, and her belly clenched so hard she thought she might orgasm on the spot.

  “God, yes,” she groaned, unable to take her eyes off Harry’s ass until he was sitting hard on Kai’s lap.

  “Now you.” Harry held out his arms to her. Deborah stood between their legs, facing the mirror, and let Harry lift her up onto his lap. She wiggled around a little to get settled then held his cock at her entry
and pushed him inside. Harry gripped her hips and slammed up into her. “Wow. Seeing it, as well as feeling it, is pretty special,” she whispered, tucking her legs around those of the men.

  “Damn straight.”

  “Feels good from down here, too,” added Kai.

  Deborah let her arms drop down her sides so she could grip onto Kai’s thighs to balance herself as well as to connect with him. In turn, Kai wrapped his arms around her waist. Harry had hold of her hips and buried his face in her neck. In the mirror, Deborah could see all this, and even the glazed, lust-filled gazes of both men. That just increased the sexual tension for her. She was on a knife-edge, ready to come at a moment’s notice, yet no one had even given a single stroke yet.

  “Together,” ordered Kai, and both men powered upward. Deborah just held onto Kai’s thighs and let the sensations flow through her. As the men pushed up and then relaxed down, her body was lifted by theirs, Harry’s cock dragging along her walls, filling her up then withdrawing. But with every stroke she watched them in the mirror, her eyes so heavy-lidded with lust it was hard to focus. Yet somehow there was no possibility of her looking away. Seeing the three of them fucking like this was so carnal, so arousing, it heightened every sensation tenfold.

  Deborah’s belly was already clenching with the impending orgasm, and from the looks on both men’s faces, they were close, too, when Harry moved one hand off her hips and slid his finger over her clit. He pressed firmly on it, and she shattered, grinding her teeth together to prevent herself from screaming her release to the world. Deborah forced herself to keep watching even though her eyes tried to close. As she came she saw Harry throw his head back, the tendons of his neck stretched taut, and Kai slammed upward, making all three of them bounce, and then he sagged back down again.