By Friday, I'm equal parts antsy and anxious for date night. The kids are excited for a new sitter, so that works in our favor. I managed to schedule her 15 minutes before we're supposed to leave, to give Jess and I enough alone time to get ready. Edward is joining us at the restaurant straight from work.
"Okay, be good," I say to no one in particular, on our way out.
"I plan to," Jess says, smacking my ass as she walks by.
I almost worry about the sitter having seen us, but then I realize she'll figure things out sooner or later — hell, one of the kids will probably give her way more details than she needs while we're gone.
"You have my cell number, right?" I ask Rose.
"Yep."
"And Jessica's?"
"Yep."
"Well, we're out of here, then. Just remember we aren't far if you need anything. Don't hesitate to text me if you have any questions."
"Come on," Jess interrupts, lacing her fingers with mine. "She'll be fine."
After an exchange of smiles, we walk out the front door hand-in-hand. I lock the deadbolt and we're walking to the restaurant. The sun hasn't set yet, and the warm air kisses my skin like a lover. The thought makes me shiver and smile.
I turn to Jess. "Excited to be going out?"
"Yes!"
She squeezes my hand in hers. Her lack of a longer response makes me nervous, but I remind myself that not everyone is as wordy as I am all the time.
Edward's already texted me to say he's seated in the back, so when we make our way through the crowded entryway of the restaurant, my eyes scan the room for him. Jessica walks behind me, her hand still in mine, and finally, we spot him. He leans over to kiss us both, and I can only imagine what people around us are thinking. Of course, we've been to this restaurant a few times now, and the wait staff never flinches or looks twice at our unusual arrangement.
After some small talk, the waitress shows up with Edward's cocktail and takes Jess and my drink orders. We peek at the menus, even though we probably know them by heart, and order quickly. No one's really interested in dinner, though. We're all eager to get to the part after. The part where we reconnect without kids or work. There are lingering touches and glances as we eat.
"Dessert?" Edward asks.
"Yes," I say. "At home."
My message is clear enough, my impatience shining through.
When we walk in the door, it's silent and I'm shocked. "You got them all to sleep?"
Rose smiles. "The little ones, yes, about 10 minutes ago. I'm sure the older kids are awake, but they should be in bed reading."
I bow down to her, and make sure Edward tips her extra.
"I'll check on the girls and meet you in the bedroom?" I offer up.
"Sure."
As they walk down the hallway toward the door, they hands link, and a pang of jealousy shoots through me. Even though I'll be joining them in a few minutes, it's still something I'm not entirely used to. I want them to love each other, need it, really, but it's taken adjustment.
When I've checked on the girls and turned their light out, I walk to the room. I'm surprised the door is unlocked, but let myself in and wander to the bathroom to undress. I can hear them already in bed. I can't quite tell what they're doing, I just know that I want to be in there with them.
After my clothes are off, I turn and can finally see them together. Edward is between her legs, teasing her, and if I'm guessing correctly, he's about to push inside. Jessica's eyes are trained on me, a seeming half question half request. I smile back and her eyes close as Edward's body joins hers.
I'm grateful for their position. I climb into the bed and touch them both before leaning between them. It's not easy, but from this angle, my mouth and tongue can taste them both. I focus mainly on her, swiping my tongue over her clit as Edward fuck her. It's intoxicating, them, the three of us, everything about what we're doing. Every time Edward pulls out, I can taste them together and I want more.
Jessica's hand tangles in my hair and her fingers pull slightly as her legs shake. I wish for a different position, one where I can turn my head and watch her come, but it's not meant to be. Instead, I try as best I can to look up at Edward, needing to connect with one of them in some way. His hand joins hers on my head, and god, I want to come so badly.
Profanities stream from Jess's mouth and then she moans long and loud, and I make sure to focus and concentrate as she comes. Edward picks up speed, and soon enough, I can tell he's coming, too. It's beautiful, the sounds they make. I squeeze my thighs and ache for my turn.