Three's a Fantasy

Meredith and Derek

Meredith stood, trying to gather all the messy strands of her dark honey hair into her normal pony tail. She couldn't help smiling, even though she was exasperated, when Derek wetly kissed her the nape of her neck, distracting her again. She giggled and squirmed away from his branding nip. She definitely didn't need another mark on her neck.

Derek had already given her a hickey earlier when he bit and sucked her throat at the end right before he filled her pussy with hot semen. She suspected he'd marked her as his deliberately. He could be so caveman sometimes. Thank Goddess she'd had the foresight to wear a soft cotton turtleneck under her scrub shirt today. She could discretely hide her throat and no one but Derek need ever know he'd given her a purplish love bite. Except Mark, of course. Meredith giggled again. This time at the odd juxtaposition of the word 'discrete' with her admittedly different love life and her two boys.

"Hey, lover girl, where are you off to in such a rush?" Derek asked plaintively, pushing his lower lip out in a sexy pout, while reaching a warm hand between her thighs.

His shirt was still unbuttoned showing his bare chest and belly. Dark hair arrowed from his chest to a thin mid line that pointed down over his navel to gradually widen into his pubic hair below. Meredith had explored that fascinating pathway many, many times.

"Derek!" She exclaimed as she swatted his hand away, "You know as well as I do, that I have work to do. Dr. Bailey will not only have my head, she'll have it stuffed and mounted on the wall if I don't get my assignment finished."

"But, baby...," Derek reached for her again, rubbing her nipples just the way she liked. He could always make her forget everything else when he did that.

"Derek!" she squealed again her breath catching and her nipples instantly standing at attention, "No, bad boy! Work!"

Meredith firmly pushed him away, thanking her lucky stars that he was only being half-hearted in his attempts to sway her. If he'd been serious, she'd even now be on her hands and knees while he plunged his cock into her pussy from behind as hard as he could. The mere thought made her hot pussy creamy again. No! She told herself as firmly as she'd told him.

She quickly finished dressing and watched while he reluctantly buttoned his blue Yves St. Laurent shirt and pulled the matching sweater over it. He carelessly left the shirttail out and pushed up the sleeves. He grinned at her with incredible charm. She couldn't help it. She needed to kiss him again, he was too cute. She smiled up into his knowing face as she rubbed her hands over his chest and then around his back for a quick squeeze of his perfect ass. She squirmed a little to feel his package against the slight curve of her belly. It felt so good.

"Oh shut up," she said to his smug look, "and kiss me."

Derek gently laid his mouth over his girlfriend's. She opened her lips and let his tongue in to touch the roof of her mouth. She shivered and sucked his tongue. Their lips parted and they kissed again, just a gentle pressure of lips. Meredith looked into Derek's warm, midnight blue eyes and pressed her lips to his one last time.

"Love you, gotta go," Meredith perkily smiled and patted his chest, "I'll see you later."

They gathered all the dirtied linen and her lab reports. Meredith cast a quick eye around to make sure all was clear. Derek unlocked the door and eased out, he waved and Meredith joined him in the hallway. They dumped the linen into the laundry chute and casually walked down the hall together, ready to separate at the next stairwell.

"Have fun?" said a smooth, cultured voice behind them, calmly amused.

Meredith happily turned around, "Mark! Hey you!" she skipped to him and crooked her pointer at her tall, incredibly handsome guy to get him to bend down to her, "Yes, we did," Meredith kissed Mark sweetly on the lips and then on his lightly bearded cheek.

"I got him to let go in my mouth," she boasted proudly, hugging him, "I love that."

"You sure did baby. I loved it too. Your mouth is the sweetest there is," Derek smiled at her and walked closer to them to stroke long strands of her soft hair back out of her face. For a moment Mark had a visual of the last time he'd had the privilege of Meredith sucking him off, and his long thick prick stirred to life, awake to the talented twat and mouth near it.

Mark cast a knowing eye at Derek's easy, relaxed expression and softened mouth. Then he looked Meredith over noticing her bee stung lips, whisker burned face, and more than messy hair. Her eyes and mouth were sultry with sexual satisfaction and her scent was that undefinable fragrance of post orgasmic Meredith. They'd evidently had a marvelous time fucking each other silly.

Mark hugged his girlfriend close, nuzzling her soft cheek, and patting her cute butt. She was a different kind of girl than he'd ever known before. (But then both he and Derek had always been different kinds of guys.) It had taken him a while, but he thought he understood her now. With understanding came love. He looked over her head at the only other person he'd ever really loved until now.

He had no problem with the two people he loved best in the world loving each other, especially when Meredith needed so much cock to stay happy. Her sadness and depression were almost nonexistent now that she had the attentions of two adept lovers who truly loved her. One had never been enough for her. It was as if, until she had them both fucking her every chance they got, she'd always run on a deficit that made her miserable. If Meredith showed any sign of depression these days, one of her boys just let her play with his cock, doing anything she wanted, until she was happy again. Mark grinned at Derek and gave him a thumbs up, happy to see Derek completely satisfied.

Meredith laid her head on Mark's chest, loving the feel of his arms around her, and his delicious fragrance. He'd used the Calvin Klein scent she'd given him on a whim. She smiled up at him and then at Derek, happy at last.