...Halfway along the corridor Celeste paused outside a partly opened door. She could hear soft sounds…whispering, groaning, stifled laughter. In addition, the splash of silvery moonlight across the bed showed her that two persons were there…two persons making love.

Positive Tay had brought another woman into the house, she felt a swift stab of jealousy and moved closer to the door. She had no standing in this house, no right to tell Tay what he could or could not do. And while on one hand she found the thought of Taylor with another woman unbearable, she also found the antics of the couple on the bed exciting. There wasn’t enough light for her to see everything in detail, but just enough for her to imagine it very well indeed. Pushing the door open a little more, she slipped a hand between her legs and watched. But, after a moment or two, she realized that it wasn’t another woman there on the bed with Tay. He was making love with another man.

Was this what he’d meant when he asked if she’d done it with two men? At madame’s house she’d never seen two men together like this. They’d always had at least one woman with them.

As she continued to watch, her eyes adjusted sufficiently to the dim light for her to realize it was Tay who’d just moved over onto his back. And, as the second man grasped Tay’s cock and brought it to his mouth, her fingers found her most sensitive spot and began to move slowly back and forth. The sucking sounds she could hear as the man drew Tay’s sex farther into his mouth made her fingers move faster. Then faster still as she caught the smell of their sex as well as her own.

She was almost there, just another tiny moment or two and then…as a satisfied groan escaped her lips, the action on the bed ceased and both men turned to the door.

“Celeste? That you?”

She thought about running back to her room and locking the door. But she couldn’t stay locked in there forever. And, as the only other person in the house, who else could it be? Anyway, she’d developed an interesting little itch between her legs, and considerable curiosity at the exciting thought of being with two men at the same time.

“Celeste?”

“Yes?”

“You have a nightmare or something?”

“No. I just needed to pee.” She remained in the doorway, unsure whether she should go or stay. But then she shivered.

“Something wrong, baby?”

“Umm…I’m a little chilled. It’s a very cold night.”

Like all the other rooms in the house, Tay’s room had a magic light, and he switched it on. The instant he did so, she was able to see the second man. Dark-haired like Tay, he had brown eyes instead of green, and he was about the same size, except maybe a tiny bit taller.

Both men were completely naked and still fully aroused. And while it was clear the second man hadn’t finished what he’d started, she was glad to see her unexpected arrival had done nothing to spoil his pleasure…except perhaps delay it for a moment. And perhaps enhance it, too?

“You want to join us?”

Celeste hesitated. “I’m sorry. I’m afraid I interrupted. If you wish, I can leave. Or I can wait here until you finish.”

“You don’t want to join us?” Tay sounded disappointed.

“I think this little chickadee likes to watch,” the second man said with a chuckle. “Hey, Celeste, I’m Jase, Tay’s partner. Tay’s told me about you.” He patted a corner of the huge bed. “Why you don’t you make yourself comfortable over here? Slip under the blankets, and when we’re finished, we’ll see what we can do about warming you up. Sound good?”

It sounded better than good to Celeste. She could hardly wait. But she merely smiled and nodded, and did as the second man bade her, sitting down on a corner of the bed and covering herself with part of the blanket.

The man who called himself Jase appeared to have already forgotten about her as he returned his attention to stroking Tay’s body and sucking him off. But as her hand crept below her shirt again, she noticed Tay was watching her watch the two of them. And when he winked at her, she knew he’d guessed exactly where her fingers were and what they were doing.

Just watching the two men with their beautiful big cocks pleasuring one another had made her so wet and so ready. She ran her tongue over her lips. She couldn’t believe she was here, or what was happening. It had to be a dream, and in a moment, she’d wake up in that cold basement room, and hear Justine and the other girl snoring, or moaning in their sleep.

But as she watched Jase pull back and lick the tip of Tay’s still-aroused sex, she knew this was no dream, no fanciful imaginations from which she would awake and find herself wet but alone. She could hear their sighs and moans of delight, she could see the rapturous expressions on their faces, and the scent of their cum perfumed the air. This moment was very real, and if she could continue to contain her impatience for just another moment, she would have two very handsome men to hold her and perhaps make even the wildest and most outrageous of her imaginings come true.

Just then, a strong arm snaked around her slim waist, and Jase tumbled her down on the pillows beside Tay.

“What’s your pleasure, cherie? Do you want to taste me first, or do I taste you?”