After letting her lover into the house the three of them sat down for a somewhat awkward dinner. It was the first time Jon and Ben had met face to face though Polly managed to pry out of them that they had been texting back and forth for the past week.
“What are you two planning?” she asked them as she shoveled the last bit of General Tso’s Chicken into her mouth.
“Who says we’re planning anything,” Ben asked with a completely innocent face.
“Then why else would you have invited over my other bed-mate?” she asked. “Or are you planning on taking a long walk while the two of us f**k?”
“He’s not going anywhere,” Jon told her. “Now take off your shirt.”
It was the command she had been waiting for. Normally Ben would nurse from her the moment she got home from work. She had been forced to
