The three sat in silence until they pulled up in front of a huge house with a long, winding driveway. Kevin activated a remote on the visor and the gates slid open. He drove to the garage where another button opened that door.
Tina knew her mouth was hanging open. The house was huge. She knew where she was now, Cherry Hills, one of the richer neighborhoods in the metro area. How much money did these two have?
Tina wasn’t poor, she felt she was comfortable, but her entire apartment building could fit in this house, no mansion, and she lived in an eight-unit building. Holy Christ! This was luxury at its best. How many rooms did two guys need? She hadn’t even seen the inside yet, but could tell it was huge. She had grown up lower-middle class and her parents had given her and her brothers and sister all the necessities, but money for extras was tight. She still considered going out for a meal a treat. There had been six of them, including her parents, in the small house, but it was full of love and her mom had always found a way to make the important things happen. Her grandmother on her father’s side did her part also. A tear ran down her face for the two most important women in her life. How she missed them.
Kevin and Kurt were both watching the play of emotions across her face. When Kevin saw the tear, he cupped her face gently and asked, “Okay, angel?”
Smiling, she turned her face into his hand and answered, “Just a trip down memory lane, Sir.”
He looked into her eyes, and liking what he saw there, nodded to Kurt.
Kurt got out of the truck and helped Tina out. Once she was standing, he flipped her over his shoulder, caveman style, and carried her into the house, squealing and laughing the whole time. “I can walk, let me down,” she demanded. She wanted to look around and all she could see from her position was Kurt’s ass, not that it was a bad view. She just wanted to see the house.
“We’ll give you the grand tour later, now we have a punishment to administer.” Kevin answered as he walked up behind Kurt and swatted her on her ass.
Kurt quickly walked through the house, and she bounced over his shoulder like a leaf in the wind. She finally wrapped her arms around his waist to anchor herself before she ended up with a concussion from bouncing against his rock-hard back.
Kevin grinned when he saw her grab Kurt. You had to give it to his brother. He knew how to control his women.
Kurt carried Tina quickly through the house. Taking the stairs two at a time, he continued carrying her until he got to a closed door. Standing her up, he kept his hands on her waist to steady her. Kevin was standing close behind her to catch her if she fell.
Slightly dizzy from being upside down, Tina held onto Kurt’s arms, trying to clear her head. Looking around she was in a hallway, there were paintings on the walls and the area was beautiful. “This is gorgeous guys, who did your decorating?” she asked in awe, she was lucky if she could match towels.
“All the credit goes to our mother,” Kevin answered.
“When our grandfather left us this house after we graduated from college, we wanted to update it. Mom came out for six months and stayed with us to help with the renovations. Kevin was just starting his law career and was busy and I was gone a lot with Uncle Sam in the marines. Dad still sends us thank you cards for getting her out of his hair, although he was out here several times to ‘help,’” Kurt answered.
Kevin laughed low under his voice. Even though his dad teased his mom constantly, they were very much in love still. That’s what he and Kurt wanted. Someone to spend the rest of their lives with. They had shared everything since before they were born and had known for several years that they wanted to share a wife also. Until Tina, they hadn’t found anyone they thought would work. Now the future was looking brighter, if they didn’t screw it up.
“She did a great job. Maybe I should hire her to do my place, it looks like a kindergartener did it.” She laughed.
“Who did your place, angel?” Kevin asked, curious.
Laughing even harder, Tina answered, “I did. I’m lucky if my shoes match when I leave home, I have no sense about that stuff.”
“We’ll find something you’re good at, angel,” Kurt answered, dropping his voice an octave.
They had pulled into an all-night diner’s parking lot, and Kevin had purposely parked in a dark corner out of the light. Time for their little angel’s first lesson on telling the truth.
Each man turned slightly in his seat and looked intently at her. They each slipped a hand under one knee and spread her legs wide over theirs.
“Wh–What are you doing?” Tina asked. She had kissed each man and they had petted, but nothing below the waist yet.
“Tina, do you trust us?” Kevin asked, cupping her chin and turning her face toward him.
“Yes,” she answered without hesitation.
“Very good.” He leaned down and kissed her gently. “Good behavior will be rewarded,” he said as he brushed the back of one hand over her breast, in a movement guaranteed to arouse.
“Angel, you know we wouldn’t hurt you?” Kurt said from the other side of her.
“Yes.” She answered again, turning her head to look at him.
He cupped her face in both hands, and pressing his mouth to hers, pulled her bottom lip between his teeth. Moving one hand slowly, he trailed it down her body to her spread legs and slipped it under her skirt, letting it rest on top of her mound.
“Ohhh,” she moaned.
“I don’t think the answer you gave was the whole truth, was it, angel?” Kevin asked as Kurt slipped one finger past her panties and into her folds.
What was this tag team shit? Tina didn’t know who to look at and was flipping her head back and forth like she was at a tennis match. “No,” she answered Kevin’s question.
“I noticed that you stared quite a while at Penny and her four men, want to tell us what’s up with that?” Kurt asked, moving his finger just slightly.
Busted, she was so busted, it was like they could read her mind. There would be no secrets from these two. “Well, I just wondered how it worked. I mean, there are four men and one woman and…well…you know?” Talk about embarrassed. Good thing they were in the dark, Tina was sure her face was seven different kinds of red.
Pinching her nipple through her shirt, Kevin asked, “No, we don’t know, what exactly did you want to know?”
“Ouch, that hurt! I was just wondering how they all had sex together and if they all did it at the same time and what would happen if they did?” she blurted out.
“Do you really think that’s your business?” Kurt asked, adding a second finger and slowly circling her clit.
“No, I was just curious and trying to picture in my head how the logistics of being with more than one man would be. I don’t really care about them personally.” She tried to explain without looking like a sexual deviant. What did they think of her now?
Kevin looked Kurt in the eyes and he gave a slight nod. Time to stop playing with their sweet angel and explain a few things to her. It had been fun watching her squirm. “Angel, there are lots of relationships out there you may not understand. What works for one person may not work for others. As long as all parties consent and no one gets hurt, I believe in letting people do what works for them. I understand your question and I have a few books at home I want you to read. There are several good books about polyamorous relationships, and I think that will help answer your questions, and if you still have concerns, we will all talk together, okay?”
Relieved that they seemed to be dropping this subject, Tina answered with a smile, “Yes, I would like to read your books, and thank you.”
Kevin pulled her head up for a scorching kiss and Kurt continued to work his magic with his fingers. “Now, let’s give our little angel a treat for being truthful, shall we, brother?”
Turning her to him, Kurt answered, “Yes, I think so, brother.” Before he took her in an equally burning kiss.
Sometime Kevin had managed to reach inside her top and had it pushed up over her chest and had taken her breasts out of her bra. He was pinching and pulling her nipples, working them into hard little peaks.
Kurt released her mouth and trailed kisses and small bites down her neck to her chest. Taking the nipple, Kevin wasn’t pinching and pulling into his mouth, he sucked hard pressing, it against the roof of his mouth with his tongue.
“Ohh,” she moaned, arching her back and pressing further into him. He still had one hand between her legs and was gradually applying more pressure to her clit.
“The class…” She panted.
Smiling, Kevin cupped her face with his hands and turned her toward him, “Angel, I’m a lawyer, and I can get around any contract. The paperwork said no penetration. We’re not violating anything…yet.”