A/N: owns the characters. The storyline is mine. No copyright infringement is intended. A big thanks to Karmabalance for pre-reading for me. You're awesome sweets.

Tomorrow is good. And you're right. We definitely need to talk.

Such Great Heights

Chapter 7

Alice worked that afternoon, and honestly, I was feeling a little awkward about talking to her while I knew she was upset about the kiss, so I left her alone. I spent the better portion of the afternoon, however, including cooking time, sending and receiving dirty texts with Jasper. By the time my mom and her husband, Phil, came to my house for dinner that evening, I was rather worked up and sure I was going to embarrass myself somehow.

I welcomed my parents into the house and handed them both a glass of wine as I settled in for the inquisition. Renee had been a flighty hippie the whole time I was growing up, and very rarely acted more like a parent than a friend, but she had always been extremely nosy about my life. I hated it, but did my best to get through it as politely as possible since I knew that nothing I could do was going to get her to stop.

"So, what's Edward up to these days? Is he coming home soon?"

I groaned inwardly, trying to mask the sound with a cough. Renee had no idea just had bad things had gotten between my husband and me, and I wasn't ready to tell her. My mother had never thought Edward was the right man for me, and had done her best to talk me out of marrying him. Obviously, I hadn't listened.

"Edward is doing well in Kenya," I replied, answering as honestly as I could, considering the fact that I hadn't spoken to him in nearly a month. "I don't think he can take any time away from the clinic until summer, though."

"Well why don't you go see him again, then?" she asked. It sounded more like a demand.

My pocket vibrated – a text from Jasper, I knew, reminding me of the real answer to her question. I wasn't interested in seeing Edward. If I was going to take any time away, I already knew without a doubt that it would definitely be to go back to Vegas.

I couldn't tell my mother that, though. No, despite the fact that Renee, of all people, should understand my situation (she had more than one affair before finally leaving my father when I was young), I knew I couldn't talk to her about it. Despite her eagerness to talk about everything with me, I found the idea of talking about my sex life with my mother... I'd rather get caught in a bear trap.

Ignoring the text from Jasper for the moment, I answered my mother. "Edward's really busy, mom. It's just not worth the price of the ticket to go."

Renee started to interrupt with an argument about how Edward could easily afford the ticket – a true story, to be sure, since the Cullen family had what seemed to be an endless supply of money – but I cut her off with an excuse about checking on the lasagna.

Leaning up against the fridge, sighing with relief at having avoided any more conversation about my long-lost husband, I pulled my phone out of my pocket.

Do you have any idea how good you tasted on my fingers? I bet it'll be even better straight from the source... I'm going to find out soon.

I moaned out loud, unable to stop myself.

"What's wrong, Bella?" my mom asked, walking into the kitchen behind me.

I jumped about a foot in the air and cursed silently, trying to quickly come up with an excuse. "I was... The lasagna! It smells really good," I blurted out, hoping she'd believe me.

It seemed to satisfy her, and she dropped the subject. Wanting some privacy to reply to Jasper, I handed my mom the bottle of merlot and asked her to refill all of our glasses. As soon as she was out of the room, I pulled my phone back out of the pocket I'd slipped it into.

I just moaned loud enough for my mother to hear...My face may be permanently red. All your fault.

That means you liked it. ;)

I shook my head and laughed softly. Jasper was clearly on a mission tonight. But two could play that game.

Maybe... Have to eat now. But you should know that as soon as my parents are gone, I'll be touching myself to the image of Alice and I on our knees in front of you, sharing your cock. TTYS

I slipped my phone back into my pocket, laughing as I imagined the look on his face when he read my text, and then dished up dinner. My text may have backfired a tiny bit, as I was now planning on rushing my parents through dinner so that I could spend a little private time with the mental image I'd just created.

I woke the next morning feeling refreshed. I had, in fact, fantasized heavily about the partnered blow job before I fell asleep. I couldn't even remember the last time I'd given Edward one, yet the mere idea of Jasper's dick in my mouth made me tremble with need. I'd pictured it in many different ways – Alice and I taking turns, fingering each other all the while; Alice and I simultaneously using our tongues to lick up and down either side of his length before meeting in a kiss over the head... I'd finally come to the image of Jasper's body shuddering as he came in my mouth while Alice screamed out my name from the effects of my fingers.

I found it amazing that I could come so hard from a fantasy that didn't involve me coming at all.

I texted Jasper a quick good morning, knowing that he had already begun his day at work, and then pulled my long hair into a ponytail so that I could exercise, since I'd been interrupted the morning before.

After working up a good sweat with a yoga/pilates blend, I stripped off my boy shorts and tank top – my standard yoga attire – and stepped into my shower. As I lathered up my hair, I allowed myself to slip into a daydream about having Jasper and Alice in my shower with me. It was certainly big enough for all three of us, though we'd have to stand pretty close to each other. I was having a hard time finding a problem with that.

Shaking my head to clear the fantasy away, I quickly finished my shower and turned it off, wrapping myself in a towel and sitting down on the stool to brush and dry my hair. After taking a couple of days off from work to go to Vegas, I really didn't want to be late this morning, so it was essential that I stopped picturing a naked, wet Alice and started getting ready.

Jasper, however, had other plans for me this morning, which I discovered the minute I looked at my phone. He had texted me a picture of Ali. Well, of her ass, anyway. Her ass covered in sheer lime green ruffled panties.

I bit my lip as I looked at her nicely rounded ass. The picture was taken from behind with her bent over the edge of the bed. I stared at it, wondering how Jasper had managed to leave her standing there long enough to take the picture before attacking her. I closed my eyes, imagining him grabbing onto her hips and thrusting into her from behind.

Fuck being on time for work...

An hour and a half later, I was settled at my desk with my macbook turned on, ready to begin my workday. Miraculously, I was only ten minutes late. Mike Newton, one of my office mates, had given me a rather raunchy look when I'd rushed through the door, and I'd heard him make some comment about how I'd clearly used my morning well. I didn't comment back, but silently cursed Jasper and Alice both for having in such a state all the time.

Revenge, however, would always be sweet. With my office door safely closed behind me, I leaned back against the cool black leather of my office chair and unbuttoned my light blue blouse down to my navel, pulling the sides over to reveal the turquoise lace bra I wore underneath. Using one hand to hold my iphone out in front of me, I placed the other over my chest, letting my fingertips slip into my deep line of my cleavage, and then snapped the picture.

I texted the image to Jasper, then re-dressed and turned back toward my desk to begin on my work. I had just finished writing the lead for a story giving an update about a local man who'd been bitten by a venomous snake when I heard the text alert.

Good morning dear. Blue looks lovely on you.

I smiled, glad to see that Jasper had forwarded my picture on to Alice as well. For some reason, I'd felt odd sending it directly to her, and had gone for the more comfortable option instead.

Thank you. I saw a pretty picture of you today... That's one fine ass you've got, babe.

You liked that? I can't wait for you to see it in person.

Did she really have to ask if I liked it? Didn't she realize that I spent hours of each day fantasizing about her body and the things I wanted to do to it?

Me either. I can't wait to get my hands on it.

We'll have to arrange that babe.

I'd like that very much. You know, I've had plenty of dirty thoughts today, but what I can't get out of my head is how much I want to be kissing you right now.

Is it bad that I found that incredibly sweet? I wish I could be kissing you too, baby.

I smiled as I read her message. I wondered if she was as enthralled by kissing me as I was her. It was just so different; so soft and sensual to kiss her. It wasn't like kissing a man; there was no harness anywhere. When my chest pressed against hers, they met in the center like pillows, when our legs tangled together, they were both (well, they would be next time) silky and smooth.

I was quickly becoming aroused by this train of thought.

I can dirty that up in one sentence, you know. Just imagine Jasper standing behind us, his arms reaching around...

Damn, baby... I'm trying to talk to a coworker and now you have me all flustered.

I'm a troublemaker. -giggles-

Yes you are. ;) Go back to work. I'll ttyl.

I got pretty wrapped up in my work after my conversation with Alice, which was probably a good thing, considering the fact that it left me too distracted to obsess about the skype call I would be having with Alice and Jasper later in the evening. I finished up the snakebite story and sent it along to my editor just before breaking for lunch, during which I shared a very sexy texted conversation with Jasper.

I'd like to put my mouth over that blue lace and suck on your nipples right through it.

Biting my lip, I forced the moan to remain silent. The paper's lunchroom was actually pretty crowded at the moment, and I wasn't really looking to embarrass myself in front of everyone I worked with. But thoughts of what his mouth could do to me had my face quickly flushing a bright crimson.

My nipples are hard just thinking of that.

Are you wearing matching bottoms?

I always do.

I'm going to need proof.

I gasped. It would be completely inappropriate, of course, for me to take pictures of my panties while at work. Somewhere near as inappropriate as the picture I'd sent him earlier, I'd imagine. It was wrong and I completely knew better. I did.

And that's why I made sure to lock my office door before I did it.

Ten minutes after his text to me, Jasper received a reply, in the form of a picture message, taken myself by holding the phone out as far as I could reach with my arm as I sat with my skirt hiked up over my hips and my legs spread as far as the arms of my leather chair would allow. Even though I knew that Jasper and Alice had both seen more of me than the picture revealed, I still blushed as I took it.

I blushed even harder, though, when I saw Jasper's answer.

I wish I was under your desk right now... I'd pull those down with my teeth and bury my face in your sweet pussy.

I hope you're happy. My panties are soaked. Now I'm going to have to spend the rest of the day with none on. Think about that while you work. TTYL J.

Somehow, I got through the afternoon at work, although I must admit, it was rather uncomfortable when the ever geeky Eric Yorkie came into my office wanting to have a conversation with me about the business trip I was taking the following week. There really does not exist a way in which to talk to your boss comfortably when you have no panties on under your skirt.

Once I got back to my house, I warmed up a bit of the lasagna from the night before and took a wine cooler out of the refrigerator. I carried the bottle and my plate over to the couch and turned the tv on, using the remote to bring up the most recent episode of one of my favorite programs.

I got a text from Alice about halfway through the episode.

Putting kids to bed in an hour. We'll skype right after, ok?

I quickly replied in the affirmative and did my best to calm the gymnasts who immediately began bouncing around on trampolines inside my belly. I had no idea what to expect from this conversation, but I had a feeling that it was going to be extremely awkward.

Suddenly not quite as hungry, I carried my plate back to the kitchen and set it in the sink, picking up another wine cooler while I was in there. Nothing wrong with a little liquid courage, right?

I had three drinks by the time my computer announced Alice and Jasper's call. I took a deep breath, ran a quick hand through my hair to try to move it all into place, and accepted the call. A few seconds later, I was finally looking at the faces of the man and woman I hadn't been able to get out of mind for four days.

I grinned at the two of them, unable to stop the smile from spreading all the way across my face. I might have felt silly, had they not been returning the look with equal excitement.

"Hey," I said softly, biting my lip as I tried unsuccessfully to stop smiling.

"Hey there," Jasper replied.

"It's good to see you again," Alice said, sounding sincere.

There were about a million things I wanted to say, but instead I said the one thing that I needed to say. "So... I was thinking that we should maybe make some rules?"

I wondered when I became so skilled with sentence formation. Good thing I didn't need a strong command of the English language for my job... oh, wait... I shook my head at my own thoughts, wishing I could roll my eyes at myself.

Alice just nodded her head. "What kind of rules were you thinking, Bella?"

"Well," I began, sounding uncertain. "Like I told Jasper earlier, openness and honesty are a must. I don't want us lying to each other. This," I gestured between me and them with my index finger, "is complicated and full of potential disasters. We have to be able to trust each other or it will never work."

Jasper and Alice nodded in agreement. "I have one too," Alice said. "Feelings should stay out of this. I mean, I don't want you falling in love with my husband, or him with you... You know what I mean?"

I nodded. "That seemed reasonable," I agreed. "And I want to add that if you ever feel uncomfortable, or just decide that you can't do this, I'll walk away. All you have to do is tell me. I don't want to cause problems for you two."

"That's fair. So just sex," Jasper reiterated. Alice and I both nodded.

"Um..." I said, feeling supremely awkward. "Are there going to be other people invited to this party?" I felt like such a dork, but I was too embarrassed to put into words what exactly was in my head.

Jasper and Alice looked at each other for a second, then turned back toward me. "You can do whatever you want, I think," Alice replied. "But as far as we go, it's just the three of us. I don't want anyone else involved in this," she finished, gesturing between the three of us just as I had done earlier.

That was what I was hoping she'd say. I was very satisfied by the threesome and really didn't want to involve anyone else. I didn't see how it could possibly work, anyway. I was having enough trouble managing two lovers; what on earth would I do with three?

We discussed things a bit further before Alice turned the conversation toward sex. I cannot explain for the life of me why I could have sex with the two of them, but talking about what I liked and disliked in bed was making me wish that my floor would suddenly open up and swallow me whole.

"Come on," Alice prodded. "What kind of things do you like in bed?"

"I... I don't... I..." I stuttered as I searched for words. The truth was, I had no idea what I liked in bed. Until Saturday night, I'd never had an orgasm during sex. I'd never even experienced oral sex. Ever. Really, how could I know what I wanted in bed?

"Ok, Bella, don't hyperventilate," Jasper said, laughing. "Maybe we can make this easier. Is there something you know you don't want?"

I thought for a minute. "No ass to mouth," I said definitively, the blush on my face surely the deepest crimson it had ever been.

"What?" Jasper exclaimed as Alice doubled over in laughter, clutching her sides. She knew exactly what I was talking about, thanks to a conversation we'd had a few days before.

"She means," Alice sputtered through her giggles, "that she is not into rimming."

Jasper, whose story was not erotica like the ones that Alice and I wrote, still didn't really know what we meant, and was looking at the screen with a furrowed brow.

"I don't want a tongue in my ass. Or on it. Or near it, really. And I especially don't want a tongue that has been on as ass to be in my mouth." I said the words as quickly as I possibly could, hoping that the fact that every fluid ounce of blood in my body was in my face would not cause me to die of a lack of circulation.

It was an unfortunate coincidence that Jasper had taken a sip of his beer at the same moment that I blurted out my explanation, because the image on my screen was suddenly covered with droplets of moisture from him spewing the liquid out of his mouth in shock. It completely dissolved my discomfort, though, and I started to laugh with them.

We returned to our discussion a few minutes later after our laughter died down. We discussed several more sexual rules, which we labeled amendments to our relationship constitution. They were honestly a little ridiculous, especially when we reworded them so that we could speak about them in public (no panty sniffing, for example, became "no stopping to smell the roses"), but we were apparently aiming to cover all of our bases.

We were on skype together for nearly two hours before the entire constitution was hammered out in detail. Once it was done, though, I think all of us felt much more comfortable and secure in our... for lack of better words, situation.

"Well, now that that is finished," Alice said with a devilish grin, "maybe we should celebrate..."

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