Three's a Fantasy
Mark and Meredith and Derek
The breeze picked up and Derek wouldn't let Meredith lie naked in the wind any longer. He cursed himself for forgetting himself again and not taking better care of her. He gathered her off the table and pulled his own discarded shirt around her, holding her to him, to warm her.
"Mark and I have a stop to make before we leave the island, Meredith, so as soon as you're ready we'll get going, okay?" he asked while he rubbed her chilled legs and Mark gathered discarded clothes from everyone.
Meredith barely opened her eyes and cuddled against Derek seeking his warmth. Every way he turned she slipped in against him and stayed glued to him. Mark chuckled warmly at Derek's predicament. Meredith was always cuddly after sex. It was endearing most of the time, but he could see Derek was getting a little exasperated. Mark intervened before Derek snapped at her and hurt her feelings.
"I'll take her, Derek. She packed and cleaned almost everything already so there's not much to do," Mark said as he opened one arm for their girl.
She clung to his side and shivered, the rapidly cooling breeze blowing up her naked legs to her naked bottom, freezing her. But, emotionally, she still couldn't let go of her man, so she clung. Mark led her into the trailer. Meredith sighed in instant relief at the heat. Mark turned on the shower and unceremoniously stripped her and pushed her in. It was way too small a space to share, he was such a big man, so he cleaned up in the tiny lavatory.
Mark shook his head at his reflection in the mirror and stretched. He felt great. Meredith made him feel ten feet tall and twice as masculine. Certainly she gave him all the sex he could want, but she also gave him a respect and an emotional and mental intimacy that he'd never experienced before with a woman, only with Derek.
Meredith stepped out of the shower, rosy with heat. She smiled sleepily at Mark and gestured him down to her, lifting her face to him.
Mark kissed her softly twice on the lips while looking into her big green eyes, and then murmured, "Get ready," in her ear.
Meredith needed soft and warm now, more than sexy, so she pulled on her heavy winter silk long johns with a lacy silk bib under her throat. Then she dressed in a nubbly, soft fleece, long sleeved, dress. It was a misty green, fitted, one piece, with no fasteners of any kind. The warm dress was ballerina length, with a deep round neckline, and was meant to be pulled over her head. She was toasty warm and comfortably cute too. The look worked for her.
Meredith sat down on the tiny couch and tied on her suede boots, while Mark was still getting dressed. They were soft and flat with cushioned soles. As soon as Mark moved out of the way, Meredith used the mirror to apply a very light makeup, finishing by coating her mouth with pretty orange red lipstick. She misted herself with plumeria, put on her short fleece jacket and ducked out the door.
She was still a little woozy from all the hot sex and strong emotions. Part of her wanted to cuddle with Mark and Derek in bed for the rest of the day, unmoving, but she knew they couldn't. They'd all loved the trip to the woods and the lake, but now they had to go home. They had to get back and she had to rest before she went to work. She was still on the night shift for another week. She was going to miss her guys terribly again. Last week had been very hard. They didn't like working different shifts either. They were all counting the days 'till she was done with internship. It was the worst part of residency.
Mark and Derek packed or stored the rest of the equipment and supplies. Then they drove off down Derek's gravel road noticing it was going to need to be re graveled soon. Meredith gave up all pretense that she wasn't clingy and snuggled into Derek. He was ready to indulge them both, now that they were underway, and draped an arm around her shoulders. He gently caressed her sweet face upturned to him and leisurely kissed it.
"Mark and I have another little birthday gift for you, Meredith," Derek said, idly touching the tip of his nose to Meredith's petal soft cheek.
Meredith drew back away from him and said firmly, "No! No way. You have both been far too generous already. And besides, my birthday was yesterday."
"Meredith, we told you, the celebration is the whole weekend. Didn't you like both of us making love to you today?" Mark asked.
"Yes! Of course I did. The two of you together – it's the best I've ever felt – but you guys have done enough now, okay?" Meredith was truly overwhelmed.
Between them they'd given her gifts worth about a quarter million dollars. It was already freaking her out. She'd very carefully not thought about it yesterday and this morning so far. Now she was thinking about it and her stomach ached with the jitters. That was way too much money for one person to receive as a gift on a single day, just because she happened to be born on that day years ago. She was trying to behave and not consider the price tags of her birthday gifts, as was polite, but still...
Who wouldn't notice? Hello, a Porsche 911 Turbo, for heaven's sake!
"Too late... we're here, peanut," Derek teased her.
"Derek, you and I have to have a serious discussion about the awful influence Mark has had on you. I hate that name! Don't call me that!" she said, glaring over her shoulder at the baboon bastard who'd started the trend.
"Okay, sugarplum," Derek slid off the high seat of the pickup and reached up to lift Meredith down.
He ducked to avoid the halfhearted slug she aimed his way.
"Be good, or I might have to turn you over my knee," he murmured under his breath teasingly with a swift kiss on the side of her face.
Her pussy instantly moistened and her nipples beaded at his naughty threat and she smiled shyly up at him. He was so good to her. He gave her exactly what she needed at all times. He also gave her what she wanted, even when she didn't yet know she wanted something. He was forever anticipating what would make her happy. She still couldn't understand why her luck had changed so drastically. Meredith put her hand on his chest and stood on tiptoe to kiss the cleft in his masculine chin.
"Okay, I'll behave, O Bossy Boy," she said sassily.
That earned her a nip on the lip as he kissed her mouth, and then turned her to follow Mark who was ringing the doorbell of a quaint little house, closely surrounded by tall trees and countless flowering shrubs. Meredith couldn't help but think of the witch's gingerbread house in Hansel and Gretel. She smiled at her own whimsy.
What are these two up to now? she thought, as Mark turned and grinned at her.
"You're going to love this, Meredith," he said in anticipation.
"Mark, really, I'm not used to all this. You guys are making me so uncomfortable," Meredith said uneasily.
Mark just grinned at her cheekily as Derek hugged her to his side and walked her to the door.
"We're keeping you, so you'll just have to get used to the way we do things, sweetpea," Mark made a face at her.
She stuck her tongue out at him in childish response just as the door opened and a funny looking little old lady poked her head out. The lady smiled a gap toothed grin and stuck her tongue out at Meredith in response.
"I like that. What game are we playing?" the wizened little old lady asked with a sharp gleam in her eye.
Mortified and flushed red, Meredith stammered an apology while Mark, the ass, guffawed. Derek shook his head at all of them.
"This is Meredith, Mrs. Pendleton, we're here for the gift if they're ready," Derek explained.
"Ah yes, yes," said the old woman who had to be at least half Puget Sound Salish Native American, "Dr. Shepherd, as handsome as ever. Come in."
Mrs. Pendleton was completely unconcerned that now Mark was chuckling quietly at Derek, who grimaced.
Mystified, Meredith followed the old woman through her spotless, Spartan home to the back bedroom. One of the most beautiful pedigreed cats Meredith had ever seen was sitting on the window seat grooming herself. Four kittens tumbled and played on the floor. Meredith immediately dropped to her knees and scooped up the closest one.
"Ooh, Derek, they're so cute! What are they?"
Meredith loved animals and both Mark and Derek knew Ellis had never allowed her a pet. She'd tried to have a dog earlier this year, but he'd already had cancer by the time Meredith had chosen him from the pound. Doc, her dog, had only lived another three months before she'd had to put him to sleep. She'd insisted to both guys that she wasn't ready for another dog, so they'd chosen a kitten instead.
Mark casually leaned down and petted the cute little baby playing with his boot laces, and Derek leaned against the wall watching Meredith's face light up. His smile, as he looked at her, said it all for the sharp eyed and sharp witted old lady. She cackled and nodded to herself. The girl had fallen in instant love with her babies and the man was so in love with the girl, he'd do anything for her, including take good care of a kitten.
Yes, she thought, evaluating all of them all. They can have one of my kitties.
"Their breed is called Ragdolls. It was developed down in California in the sixties," the old woman said, watching Meredith rub her cheek delightedly against a tiny furry body.
"Meredith, pick one you want to take home, honey. We don't have much time before we have to get in line for the ferry," Derek said watching Meredith pet two more little kittens that were crawling in her lap.
"Oh! This is the gift? A kitten? But, Derek, I didn't think you liked cats. Are you sure?" Meredith looked longingly at the kittens, but then looked uncertainly over her shoulder at Derek, "I have to be a work so much, you and Mark will be taking care of it a lot."
"Cats are fine," he shrugged, seeing Meri happy with a kitten was worth it, "I just prefer dogs. But, Mark and I thought you weren't ready for another dog yet. Plus, I thought we could get a dog after the lake house is complete."
"Meredith, what about this one?" Mark asked, pointing to the first kitten Meredith had picked up.
It was leaping at the ends of her hair, while she leaned forward, petting it's littermate. Meredith caught the tiny leaper in longing hands. She'd always wanted pets, any kind, but Ellis had always said they were too dirty to have in the house. Now Derek and Mark were going to let her have a cat and a dog and probably anything else she wanted in their million dollar homes. She smiled to herself as once again it sank in how loved she was, and how much her life had changed.
"Do you like one better than the others?" she asked Derek.
"No, baby, it's your kitten, you choose," he answered smiling at her.
"I love them, Derek, thank you so much," Meredith said.
Meredith carefully considered and chose. The old woman cackled and complimented her on having a good eye. The kitten Meredith had chosen was the pick of the litter. It was a beautiful male, of course, she said, eying the two gorgeous men with the girl. Mrs. Pendleton handed Meredith papers that described the kitten as Seal Lynx Point-White Ragdoll Male. That meant that the kitten's belly, legs, paws, throat and an inverted vee over his muzzle to his forehead were white. His head, back and the underside of his tail were a beautiful color the fanciers called seal, but looked like a soft champaign color to Meredith. His ears, the top of his tail, and his forehead around the inverted point of white and around his eyes were a beautiful, rich brownish champaign color called lynx by cat fanciers. His curious little eyes were a stunning blue. Meredith chuckled to herself. All her guys had blue eyes. He had silky medium long fur, that Meredith couldn't help petting.
"He'll be about sixteen to twenty pounds when fully grown at four years old," the old woman said, "So enjoy him being little now! Also, his color will gradually intensify until he's two, when he'll have his full coat color. I've already gone over his care and feeding with Dr. Shepherd, so if you have any other questions, you can call me."
Derek handed the lady a check, and they all headed to the pickup. Meredith was almost skipping with the kitten held high on her chest, a corner of her jacket folded over him so he wouldn't get too cold. She cheerily smiled at Mrs. Pendleton and waved as they drove off.