A/N: Hey guys!

Sorry it took me so long on this chapter. I just got stuck on where I wanted to go next and I kinda went a different route than I was going to at first because I CAN'T REMEMBER THE FIRST PLOT I HAD :( This is why I have to write EVERYTHING down as soon as I think of it. Ugh.

But anyway, I hope you enjoy!

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She brings him his coffee every morning, still, once their whole crew is settled on the plane and finished boarding passengers. Once she steps out, she gives the announcement, and soon after they're off into the air once again.

December always makes the air rough to fly in. Winter months make her nervous, even though Tom says he has it all under control, babe. She just rolls her eyes a little each time he says that. She hates the amount of turbulence the plane gets during the winter, plus the rough landings and all the ice always makes her nervous.

Unless, of course, when they're landing in Miami. It's nice and warm there all year round. Sometimes she wishes that during the winter, she never had to go back to Chicago. But, unfortunately, she couldn't leave Tom, and Tom couldn't leave his mother, and there's no way Mel would leave her beloved city of Chicago. So she stays. Besides, it's just a silly thought in her head.

Their flight is going just fine until they experience a lot more turbulence than even Trina is used to. She steps out of the pantry and presses the intercom that goes only into the pilots' cabin, "Tom? Is everything okay?" She asks, a little shakiness in her voice makes her remember she's in good hands, that she has nothing to be afraid of.

"Not really." Rex answers, which is not the reply that she wanted. "We're about to make an emergency landing in Atlanta. The wind gusts are too bad and the weather is about to get even worse on the ground before we can get a chance to land. I'll keep you up-to-date in a sec." He states, and then the intercom goes off and she looks over at Patty who was listening in the whole time.

She clears her throat, rubbing her arm softly, "So..." She says, trying to make conversation with the blonde so that she wouldn't keep thinking about the dangerous things that could happen. That's just how she works, she has to keep her mind off of things by talking about other things. "Was your Thanksgiving a good one?" She asks.

Patty nods a little, "Oh yeah." She says, smirking. "Since Brian and I don't really have any family nearby and didn't want to travel out, we went to this club." She chuckles, shaking her head. "I had...let's see..." She pauses dramatically to count on her fingers, "Three big cocks to be very thankful for that night."

Trina gasps playfully, but she was also kind of in shock. "Perfect Patty likes orgies?" She teases. "I didn't know." She adds in, shrugging. "I haven't ever had anyone else than just one person. What's it like?"

Patty lets out a laugh that almost makes Trina jump, "Seriously? Out of all the sexual things you've done, Trina, you haven't had a threesome?"

"I've never had that point in a relationship where I wanted to." She shrugs, "With my only real boyfriend before Tom, we were young. We just wanted each other, never really thought of adding people in." She chuckles, shaking her head and shrugging once again, "Tom...I'm afraid Tom would just..."

"Like it too much?" She asks, chuckling sadly before Trina gives her a little nod. "Trina, you've been dating him over a year now. You still suspect he'd cheat on you?"

"All men cheat eventually, Patty." She says, popping a peanut into her mouth from one of the trays that they were going to be serving until the weather came through. "And so will Tom. I'd rather not have sex with the person he'll cheat with."

She rolls her eyes, "Tom is so in love with you." She states, almost sounding annoyed. "Don't you realize it?"

Trina looks up at her, swallowing the peanut and staying silent. She knows he loves her. She loves him, too. But the way Patty says it, it sounds like he's her husband or something of the sort. "Yeah I do...but-"

"No buts." Patty says. "Brian and I have been married almost two years now and we swap all the time." She shrugs, "It just brings us closer together in the end. Plus the sex with him...mmph." She groans, biting her lip and squirming against the wall.

Trina chuckles, rolling her eyes. "Someone needs laid."

"Someone wants laid." Patty teases. "Just...it's awkward at first. I'm still not used to seeing him screw another woman, but," She pauses again, sighing as she seems to be trying to figure out the words she'd like to use. Finally, she continues, "But like I said, the afterward is better than you could ever imagine. You just have to let yourself go and let yourself watch him have fun, as well as let yourself have fun..." She explains.

She looks at the woman again, wondering if she's gone crazy or if this whole swapping thing is actually a good idea. "How the hell do you let loose? You're one of the most up-tight people." Trina says, laughing it off, even though it's true. It's one of those remarks that's being sarcastic but deep down has a truth in it.

Patty just chuckles, thinking Trina was simply only being sarcastic. "Quaaludes. I take one, and then Brian takes one too. It helps us both relax a bit and enjoy it more..."

"You? Drugs?" Trina laughs again, "Out of the year and a half I've known you, I wouldn't have ever pinned you as a druggie..."

"I'm not a druggie." She says, rolling her eyes at Trina. "We just take Quaaludes. That's all. You know if I took anything else I'd lose my job."

Trina looks down, considering for a short second before Tom announces to their pantry intercom that they need to make the announcement of an emergency landing in Atlanta, and that it's an expected layover of at least ten hours.

Ten hours. It leaves enough time for some hotel room fun, at least, whenever they have a layover.

It's only about 10:30 at night right now, and Tom and Trina have brought in their small suitcases filled with a change of clothes, taken their showers, and settled into the couch close to the window. The snow was falling beautifully; the airport was in sight but further away, and it was absolutely covered in snow.

Trina snuggles into Tom a little, watching the snow fall with him and listening to his breaths. "Hey Tom?" She whispers, trying to bring herself to asking this next question. When he acknowledges her whisper with a kiss on her head, she continues, "Remember that time you brough up...adding people into our bedroom?" She asks softly.

He doesn't move, doesn't change his breathing, but instead murmurs, "Mhm..."

Trina looks down at his arm that was around her, right below her breasts. Her hand is resting on his arm, and she starts running her thumb along the top of it. "I was kind of reconsidering the idea..."

"Really?" He asks softly, no happiness in his voice, just a calm, steady tone.

She nods softly, craning her neck to look up at him. "Yeah..." She says quietly. "I thought maybe I could take a Quaalude just to calm me down while watching it all unfold. I...I may like it."

He chuckles a little, kissing her nose. She gets confused, and is about to say something until he stops her with his lips on hers. "What brought this up, hm?"

She shrugs, rubbing her eye. "I just...Patty and I were talking about it. I was trying to take my mind off of the storm and all." She says. "And she said it really made the afterward sex with Brian way better than ever. She said it wasn't lacking before, but it just makes it that much more intimate I guess."

He runs his fingers through her hair softly, "Do you trust me enough?" He asks.

She takes a moment to consider his words, roll them around in her brain a little. "I do..." She says, again very quietly. "And I swear, Tom Decker, if you do it without me sometime I'll cut your dick off and stuff it into your balls..."

He chuckles softly, shaking his head and sighing. "Here you were being so sweet and then bam." He teases for a moment. "But you can bet your bottom dollar that I'd never cheat on you, Trina..." He says. "Let's make a pact. This doesn't mean a threesome or whatever, but just a pact just in case we decide to do a threesome." He says, and she looks up at him again in anticipation of what he's going to say. "Let's say you find someone you want to sleep with, but I'm not there. You can pass it by me, and if I say yes it's okay, you can do it without me. Vice versa, you approve of someone I may want to sleep with if you're not there..."

"I...I don't know, Tom..." She says, shaking her head a little. Breathing in, she closes her eyes to try and toss the idea around of sleeping with another man. She doesn't really want to without Tom, but one day, maybe she might want to. "Okay. But please, Tom, I don't like that idea. So let's not use that one much..."

"I certainly won't." He shrugs. "I honestly don't have anyone I would want to sleep with right now, without you..." He shrugs softly.

She looks up at him again, "Not even Juicy Jessica?" She asks, mocking the name. "I heard Rex say it the other day when I came in to give you your coffee. Isn't she the girl that works in the cinnamon roll place at the airport?"

"Yes." Tom chuckles, shaking his head. "Rex is crazy. Juicy Jessica is a saying because she's constantly chewing gum and like...spitting it everywhere. It's disgusting."

"Oh." Trina says, laughing and letting a little looser. She feels more relaxed now, knowing he has no one in mind.

After a few moments of their silence after the laughter, he looks down and presses a kiss to her head. "So you want to have a threesome?"

"Or foursome...either way..." She says softly.

Tom nods a little, rubbing her arm. "I...may have someone who'd want to sleep with you..." He says. "I don't have any women that I know of that's here right now to sleep with us, but I do know a man."

"Who?" She asks

He bites his lip a little, "You know the guy that directs the planes? He's an old buddy of mine. Unmarried, used to work up in Chicago with me after graduating in my class, but he moved here and started in this airport..." He says. "This way, I know him, but we'd almost never have to see him again." He says.

She bites her lip as well, the thought actually exciting her a little. "But that would mean we'd have to do it tonight?" She asks, her face falling slightly.

"Yeah..." Tom says softly. "But isn't that okay? It's at least a ten hour layover, so you know that means more like at least thirteen hours."

She nods, taking a shaky breath and looking up at him with a shy smile. "Let's do it...let's call him."

He smiles a little bit, kissing her on the lips lovingly before picking up the phone and a phone book.

"It's been a long time, Tommy." Alan says, smiling as he shakes Tom's hand while he steps into their hotel room. The lights are all off except one, and that was the bathroom light.

Trina was laying down on the bed, naked and a little nervous. She'd taken a Quaalude that Tom had picked up from Patty, and she was starting to relax a tiny bit. She could hear Tom and Alan around the corner, and then their footsteps. Closer, closer, and then she hears, "Hot damn, Tommy. You lucked out." from Alan, as he stands there a bit dumbfounded.

Trina feels her face redden with blush, and she bites her lip just under her hand so he couldn't see. Tom pats Alan's back, "And her personality matches that smokin' hot bod."

They both get out a laugh before walking to the bed. Tom climbs in and slides Trina into his arms. She smiles at him, sitting up with him and wrapping her legs around his waist. "Hello handsome..." She coos, not even realizing what she was saying. Apparently the Quaalude is working. "Wanna watch me get fucked by another man?" She asks.

Tom smirks and runs his fingers through her hair. "Hell yeah." He whispers.

She feels the bed move, and Alan – who was also relaxed thanks to a Quaalude – is climbing in behind her. She feels his warm hands on her chilled back above where Tom's arms were wrapped, and then they slowly slide up and start rubbing her shoulders.

Trina moans, melting backwards into his touch. "You have wonderful hands, Alan." She whispers up at him, smirking a little. Meanwhile, since she was leaned back into Alan with her head in his lap, her hips and Tom's hips were still together. He slides out from underneath her just slightly before wetting his fingers in his mouth, bringing them down to her center and rubbing. "Oh..." She moans louder than she'd expected from that. She hadn't expected Tom to touch her yet, but it felt so good.

And now, Alan's hands are moving down toward her breasts. She realizes, though, that both of them are still mostly fully dressed. Tom has everything on but a shirt, and Alan has only taken his coat, hat, and gloves off. "You're far too dressed for this task, gentlemen." She coos, rolling on her belly slowly and sitting up onto her knees. She turns around, facing Tom first before kissing him. Her tongue slides into his mouth immediately, his own tongue welcoming her before they share a few sloppy kisses while she works on the buttons of his pants. Once they're undone, she's happy to know Tom went commando for this situation.

She turns again, back to face Alan. She hasn't kissed another man other than Tom in a while, but hell, Alan was a good looking man. He was tall and built differently than Tom, he was more broad in his shoulders and chest, definitely had been a weightlifter at one time, but not recently. He may have a slight gut now, but it was still toned for the most part. She almost rips his buttons on his shirts – definitely not one of her more graceful moments. "Sorry." She chuckles, looking up into his eyes and smiling. Together, they close the short gap between their lips.

She can hear Tom behind her, gulping a little. Then she feels his hands wrap around her waist, rubbing downwards until he's kneading her hips and ass. She smirks against Alan's lips, not being as passionate as she had been with Tom's kisses. Now that she feels Tom's major jealousy in the way he's kneading her, she bends over and lets her ass be in his face, and she looks back at her boyfriend with a devilish smile. "Like what you see?" She asks.

"Love what I see." Tom replies, taking her ass in his hands and burying his face into her center as he lays down stomach first onto the bed to eat her out.

Moaning, Trina reaches down and undoes Alan's pants, reaching slowly to his belly and tracing her long nails down below his belly button. He looks at her in anticipation, and she slowly reaches into his underwear, taking his cock. It's not as thick as Tom's, she can already tell, but it's long. It may even be longer than Tom's, but she can't tell just by feeling with her hand.

She looks up into Alan's eyes, moving a little bit and breaking away from Tom's mouth on her, kissing Alan's lips gently. "You like to be sucked off?" She whispers, just to make him go a little more wild. Every man likes to be sucked off.

When he nods like a mad man, chuckling a little, she smirks and takes his pants off along with his underwear, leaving everyone on the bed naked finally. The way it should be, she thinks. She plays with his half-hardened length in her hand a little, flopping it side to side gently while moaning from Tom's magical tongue inside of her entrance. "Fuck..." She murmurs, shutting her eyes when he leaves her entrance to suck on her clit. "Mmph..." She lets out a breath, swallowing thickly before taking Alan's mostly hardened cock into her mouth.

She sinks her mouth down onto him a little, and she knows now he's definitely longer than Tom. He's a little too long, Tom's cock fits perfect without gagging her, but she can also gag if he wants her to do so. Alan, she can't get to the base of him unless she wants to gag. And she doesn't want to do that right now. Instead, she swirls her tongue around on his tip, moaning and vibrating her lips against his skin. She feels his hands through her hair, and they both let out a loud moan.

Feeling like Tom was a little left out, she sits up and lets Tom sit up as well. She was now between the two of them, but they were all facing toward the wall, away from the headboard. She takes both of their cocks into two hands, smirking as she silently compares one to another. Tom's was definitely nicer. She knows. "Mmmm...I want both of these cocks to fuck me..." She coos, looking up at Tom and batting her eyes.

He smiles a little, "Anything for you, baby..." He whispers. "Let's let Alan go first..." He says, kissing her a bit sloppily.

She nods, laying back with her elbows behind her to support her upper body up off of the bed. She looks over at Alan, winks once, and smirks, "Come fuck me, handsome..." She coos, gesturing one finger for him to move closer.

He smirks back at her, looking at Tom for a moment – who was just hot and sweaty already without even having hardly anything done.

She spreads her legs, waiting for Alan to move into her, and finally he sees the opportunity and takes it. She moans a little when he sinks all the way into her. Tom doesn't do that, he waits for her to adjust. She's loose right now...they've had a lot of sex. But it still wasn't exactly the best feeling to have a long cock shoved inside of you like that. She reaches out for Tom's hand in a jerk reaction, squirming underneath Alan.

"You okay?" Tom whispers, laying down beside her head.

She nods softly, reaching up and kissing him lovingly while Alan starts moving inside of her. "I love you..." She whispers.

The pace quickens, and she likes it. She loves the pace right now, now that she's adjusted and they're both a little more lubricated from her wetness. She gestures for Tom to sit up, and when he does, she tells him to sit with his cock over her mouth. He does as he's told, and she takes his cock between her lips, sucking on Tom as Alan is fucking her harder and harder. "Mmmm...mmmm...Oh, Alan..." She moans, taking her mouth off for a moment as she squirms a little bit more. "Fuck..."

Tom looks down, clears his throat, feeling a little jealous, it seemed. Trina smirked a little bit, reaching behind him and rubbing his ass like he was doing to hers. "You're so fucking sexy, Tom..." She whispers, her breasts bouncing up as Alan pounds into her. "O-o-o-ohhh..." She moans, grasping at Tom's asscheeks before taking his balls into her mouth, sucking gently on them so she wouldn't be quite so loud in this thin-walled room.

Once Alan was finished inside of her, they switched positions. Trina laid on her side while Tom laid behind her, sliding his cock slowly into her and letting her adjust. She looks back at him lovingly, smiling softly. "I love you..." She whispers, kissing him lovingly and giving him the okay to start moving.

Alan lays down in front of her, reaching down and rubbing her clit while the pace got quicker with Tom. "Ohhhh...fuck." She moans. She's pretty sure she's never felt the need, not the want, but the need to cuss this much during sex. Patty was so fucking right, the sex with your partner is so much better after sex with someone else.

Once they were back at their home in Chicago after a long flight back, they snuggled up into bed even though it was only about seven in the evening. "I'm really glad we had that threesome..." She whispers, tracing her fingers along his naked chest.

He smiles softly, kissing her head. "I am too...it was amazing..." He whispers back. "Ours...our sex was...it was amazing." He admits.

She nods, looking up into his eyes. "I don't know why I was so nervous." She admits finally. It has bothered her that she was so nervous, and she's not sure why she was.

"About?"

"About having another man have sex with me." She says, sighing. "I was nervous over that. That's why I took the Quaalude." She says, chuckling sadly. "I'm not that kind of person." She says, shaking her head.

He smiles softly, kissing her lips. "But that just shows you really do love me..." He whispers.

A soft smile appears on her lips, and she nods at him, "I definitely do, Tom Decker." She says to him, kissing his lips as well. "Even if we are millionaires and are still living in this silly apartment." She chuckles.

They haven't spent a dime of the inheritance yet. They're saving it for the perfect house, which they have not found yet in the past few months. So they're waiting, and also her bank is paying interest on the lump sum that's in her account. It's a win win, because they'll get the house they want, and they're still earning money off of it.

He rolls his eyes playfully, "I know...but we just...we gotta find the house. No matter how long it takes." He says.

She nods, smiling, "The house..."

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THE house ;)

So, what'd you think of Tom and Trina's first experience as a couple who has opened up their bedroom? Leave me your thoughts and comments and {{CONSTRUCTIVE}} criticism please ;) if you have something bad about it to say, please at least say it nicely lol.

Thanks!

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