Free One Twisted Valentine by T. Lee Alexis

Chapter 1

    Eva checked her watch, crossing her legs to take the
edge off her excitement. The last hour of the workday felt like it
was taking weeks.
    The images running through her mind as she
contemplated her coming Valentine’s Day dinner made her want to
lock her office door, slip one hand into her panties to massage her
clit and her other into her top to pull at her nipples. She knew in
a few brief, wonderful moments a glorious relief would washed over
her and this sharp, pleasant tension between her thighs would be
gone.
    She held off. Not because she was a good girl and not
because she had never taken the edge off in her office, but because
what was coming was so deliciously warped, so hot and naughty she
didn’t want to ruin it.
    As the ornate clock on her desk drifted past 5:30,
Eva realized Peter had probably already arrived at Brooke’s
apartment. What they were doing now sent another heartbeat pulse to
her clit and for a moment Eva felt almost queasy from the lust.
    The coming evening was so wicked and twisted, Eva
almost wished someone in her gym or church or office knew what was
happening. She wanted to watch their face turn, their eyes pop and
their view of her do a back flip as they learned just what she was
doing, just what Peter was doing, and just who Brooke was.
    On paper, it was insane. It fired a compulsion she
could not fully understand. She wasn’t even sure Peter or Brooke
understood just what she enjoyed about the scenario. In truth, Eva
wasn’t sure she knew herself. Somehow, that’s what she loved
most.
    Like more couples than most would assume, in the last
year Eva and Peter had begun to explore the idea of bringing people
into their lives to share wonderful and taboo pleasures. Eva knew
she was bi for years, but only recently had she and Peter begun to
seek out partners to share.
    It had taken months of looking at bars, posting on
Craigslist, digging into some of the edgier dating sites on the
web. But a few weeks before Christmas, Eva and Peter found the
perfect girl for them: Brooke.
    Thinking back about that evening as she tried to tamp
down her excitement about Valentine’s Day was a mistake. What began
as a wine and steak dinner between a wife, a husband and a new
friend ended in a posh hotel room high above Chicago with Eva and
Brooke licking and kissing and sucking each other to trembling
climaxes and Peter proving again why she loved him so damn much by
satisfying her and their new lover-girl with his magnificent cock.
Looking back, it was one of those very few, perfect nights in a
person’s life--satisfying, fun, sweet and loving. In her mind, the
evening had been set in amber, frozen and perfect and never to
change, so Eva could take it out and admire it whenever she wanted
for the rest of her days.
    But tonight had the potential to top it. Tonight was
a thousand times more twisted. Even now, after everything had been
set in motion, Eva wasn’t sure just how the night would play out
across her heart.
    In the weeks since their first tryst, they had seen
Brooke more and more. Each time a little more shyness fell away, a
little more comfort grew, a little more vulnerability was shared.
With each new intimacy the inhibitions dissolved.
    Eva had taught herself to be careful where and when
she thought about this new three-sided affair. She had not always
been so careful. The week after their third encounter, Eva was in a
conference room at a strategic planning meeting when a lurid image
jetted up through her thoughts.
    The sound came to her mind first. High pitched,
squealing grunts coming in perfect timing and a low banging sound
on the same rhythm. Brooke was standing in their bedroom the first
night Eva and Peter had invited her to their home. Her hands were
on the wide window facing the back yard, her forehead was resting
on the glass and her ass hiked up high. She was naked, a sheen of
sweat covering her body.
    Behind her, Peter had his strong hands clamped to the
flesh of her