Recap: Steph, Ranger, and Lester have a threesome.
Stephanie
I came to my senses with Ranger's arm still wrapped around my waist. I giggled a bit, high from the flood of endorphins coursing through my bloodstream. I managed to twist my neck enough to glance up at the small window. There were still faces pressed against it, but not as many as before. Oddly, while I was so turned on by them watching me have sex, at the moment I wanted a bit of privacy.
Lester was bent over double, arms straight and holding up his body, using the bed for support. His very fine ass was facing the window, giving some lucky women a thrill. I sent them a mental apology for the loss of that lovely view. "Lester, can you close the curtain?"
He groaned as he stood up straight, and pulled the fabric across the window, leaving just the three of us. I shifted slightly, and realized Ranger was still inside me, though I'd fallen off the dildo. I turned my head to him. "Are you OK?"
He gave me a lazy smile. "Far better than OK, Babe."
We were spooning again. Ranger still in my ass, though I don't think he was fully erect anymore. I clenched and felt him harden, but realized I had no strength for anything at the moment. I held out an arm invitingly to Lester, asking him to join us. I wasn't sure what this meant, or if it would change things, but I wouldn't treat him like he was just a walking sex toy to be discarded.
He cleared away the machinery that had been inside me a minute before, then gently lay down next to us, his face almost touching mine. I saw his eyes focus behind me head, and I bet those two were communicating something between them. I just hoped this wouldn't damage their friendship.
Lester
I can't tell you how many times I fantasized about Bomber. Let me tell you, she had certainly earned her nickname of Bombshell tonight. I would have been thrilled just to watch her, but to be a part of that? To have her take me in her mouth and suck me? Shit. I never thought it would happen. Especially after she and Ranger finally hooked up.
Ranger looked more relaxed then I have probably ever seen him. He had a gentle smile that spoke not so much of happiness as being truly content. Steph looked pretty happy as well. That was a relief. Sometimes something seems like a great idea until you actually do it. Then after the orgasm you realise what a bad idea it was. But Ranger was happy with how it had turned out, I could see that in his eyes. He shared a precious experience with the woman he loved, and the guy he'd trusted with his life more times than anyone, even Tank. He didn't meet Tank till he was an adult. We had been with each other since we were in diapers.
"So," I said, trying to keep the tone light, "Good thing we weren't trying to keep a low profile."
"Hmm?" Stephanie mumbled sleepily. "What do you mean?"
Ranger's look told me he hadn't told Stephanie. Oops.
"What do you mean?" she said, sounding much more awake and turning her head to glare at him.
Ah, Shit.
Ranger
Ah, Shit.
I had just had this absolutely amazing experience. I could feel the vibrations traveling through Stephanie's body while I was fucking her, and every time she came she clamped down harder on my dick. I was only about a third of the way in her when I came as well, It had been a struggle to keep my grip on her waist when we were both bucking like broncos, but I'd managed it.
You might ask why I was OK with Santos being there. It's a fair question. Steph was different from previous times with him after all. But giving her pleasure makes me happy, and I wanted the two of them to work out any sexual tension they had. Steph liked Lester, but she was in love with me. He wasn't going to replace me, not unless something happened that took me away from her. And in that case, I wouldn't have to worry about her going back to Morelli out of grief. Santos would comfort her, and I would know she was in good hands.
That's the noble reasons. There were others. Frankly it was freakin hot to watch her give a blowjob while I was fucking her in the ass. Sperm competition is totally a thing. Knowing your woman has been with another man means your body wants to fuck her even more, overwhelm his seed with your own. It means deeper thrusting and more powerful orgasms. It's one of the reasons cuckolding is such a common fetish.
And there were the professional reasons that I probably should have explained to Stephanie, but had decided not to. In fact, I'd spent the whole hour-drive down debating if I should. And then Lester goes and spills the beans.
He is going to be on Monitor Duty for a month.
Stephanie was tensing up, something I could feel with every inch of me, including my favorite few inches that were still inside her and didn't want to be forced to make a rapid exit. That wouldn't be fun for either of us. Time to fess up.
"We realized we might have an easier time catching Martin Williams if we got a reputation for being wild. With only one night ahead of time to make a reputation, going big, in a public way, was the best way to do that. If we can get him to go willingly with us to somewhere near an exit, it will be much easier than trying to drag him through the club kicking and screaming."
"OK, that makes sense, but why the hell didn't you tell me? Did the other's know? Is that why you…." Her voice trailed off
"It's not why we are in this room, it's not why Lester is in this room. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to feel any pressure. I only wanted you thinking about this, not making the capture. It's just a coincidence what you wanted to do will be useful tomorrow. I imagine the others know from discussing in the car on the way down."
Getting four Rangeman employees and four dates into one vehicle wasn't practical with anything smaller than a 15 passenger van, so Stephanie and I had taken the Porche down, while the others rode in an SUV. I should have known this would become a topic of conversation.
I felt Steph relax against me. Looked like I'd avoided the doghouse, at least for the moment.
"How much longer do we have the room?"
I looked at my watch. "15 minutes. Do you want to leave or relax for a bit?"
"Relax" she said, snuggling against me. "I still can't really move."
You know what they say, a sated Babe is a happy Babe. I hoped that Tank had been able to keep Lula occupied. I wouldn't be surprised if they were in another room breaking some of the furnishings.
But I was still putting Lester on Monitor Duty.