A/N (that is going to get a little lengthy): So wow - the first chapter certainly got a mix of reviews, though mostly positive, and I'd like to address a few things that have come up.
1) This story isn't meant to be totally in-character for Jane or Maura, though I hope there are some moments when you think, "Oh yeah, Jane [or Maura] would say/do something like that!" It's meant to be fun, hot, and sexy.
2) If you know a story is leading up to a threesome and it's not your thing, don't read the chapters/story and leave an asshole review like "Oh I hate threesomes! Not reading this!" If you don't like that subject matter, it's very simple: DON'T READ IT. It's impolite and uncouth to just comment for the sake of saying you don't like that topic. If you don't like someone's writing style, say so. But give tips on how they could improve. Otherwise, just click the back button. Nobody likes assholes.
3) To the reviewer who said something about all these stories on here making Maura out to be some kind of slut: just STOP. Wanting to have a threesome, sleeping with Jane on their first date, BDSM, anal sex, and whatever else is outside your traditional, vanilla sex does NOT make Maura (or anyone, for that matter) a slut. It just doesn't. End of story. If you think like that in the real world, I feel sorry for you.
4) Fics about threesomes, group sex, whatever (again) is outside your traditional, vanilla sex are not "trash." People take the time to watch these shows and put their heart and soul into writing stories about their characters. Calling their writing trash is completely insensitive. Just don't read them.
5) I agree with the reviewer that if word got out about Maura and Jane having a threesome, it would be bad for their reputations. But considering this story wouldn't happen on the show anyway, it doesn't really matter. Have fun and use a little imagination, dear reviewer!
6) Last but not least (I could go on for quite a bit), if you don't have something positive, or at the very least constructive, to say about my (or anyone's) writing, just don't say anything. There are so many people, myself included, who get discouraged and stop writing creative stories because people just tell them their writing sucks, or their idea sucks, or whatever. Just because someone doesn't like what a story is about doesn't mean the writing or the ideas suck. It means you're being a dick by being negative to them, instead of helping them improve their writing style, grammar, expand plot, etc.

I would apologize for that long A/N, but I'm not the least bit sorry. It all needed to be said.

So with that out of the way, here's chapter 2, dear readers.

You choke on the sip of your drink you are taking and start coughing, quickly setting your glass on the low table in front of you. As you sputter, trying to clear your throat of the cold liquid burning your throat, Maura starts to rise from her seat, but Jane pulls her back down.

"Are you okay?" Maura asks, alarmed.

You cough out, "Yeah yeah. I'm fine. No worries." After a few moments and several throat clearings, you feel fine again. "You were saying?" you calmly say as you look at Maura again.

"If you are willing," she hesitates as she looks over at Jane, who smiles and nods at her to continue, "We would be delighted for you to join us tonight for our private celebration at home."

Suddenly, laughter is bubbling up out of you and you are unable to control it from escaping. The laughter dies on your lips, however, when you see that Maura is now giving you a very confused look. "I'm sorry. I just," you apologize sincerely. "You're joking, right?"

Jane leans forward, hands clasped together, and puts her elbows on her knees. "No," she states simply. "Maura and I have discussed this extensively, actually."

You raise your eyebrows at her emphasis on the word extensively, but otherwise say nothing.

"Between the two of us, Maura is certainly the more sexually adventurous one. I'll be perfectly honest with you – when Maura first mentioned this to me, I freaked out on her. After I calmed down a little and thought it over, I broached the subject again and we discussed it in depth on several occasions. My thoughts, fears, her thoughts...everything," Jane explains evenly. She then reaches for her beer on the table and takes a long drag from the amber colored bottle.

She's about to speak again when you see Maura put her hand on Jane's thigh and squeeze gently. "Jane and I are very secure with who we are and where we are as a couple. We're not worried about us, if that concerns you at all."

Maura laughs lightly. "I have to confess – while we've been watching you all night tonight, but we have actually seen you here several times over the past month. You seem very confident, very sexual, but yet still aloof, mysterious. I don't like to guess about anything, but to me, you seemed perfect for this."

Your mind is reeling. While part of you has been fantasizing this would be the reason why they wanted to talk to you, the rest of you feels like laughing at the idea.

You laugh awkwardly at them and take another sip of your drink, glancing away. "This is crazy," you hear yourself say. "I've never thought about doing this before in my entire life."

You hear Jane laugh heartily so you turn your head back to look at her.

She grins at you. "You and me both, pal. So...what does that mean?"

Taking a deep breath and smiling to try and calm your nerves, you reply, "Can we dance for a bit first? I feel like I haven't danced enough tonight." You know that dancing will definitely make you feel a little more relaxed.

You both follow Maura out onto the dance floor with Jane behind you. When the blonde finds an open spot, she turns around and smiles as she places her arms on your shoulders and starts to move her hips to the beat.

Jane presses against you from behind and places her hands on your hips, thumbs hanging onto your belt loops. You feel her lean in and say right in your ear, just loudly enough for you to hear, "Maura's quite the dancer, just so you know. Might wanna prepare yourself 'cause it's fucking hot."

You shiver at her breath in your ear and nod your head in understanding. In the flashing lights, you catch Maura look from you to Jane and then grin. She then spins herself around and presses her ass into you, still moving her hips to the sinful beat. Grabbing both your hands, she places them on her hips. You start moving your hips, synchronizing them with hers and Jane's.

With Maura pressing her hips into yours and Jane from behind, you feel your body temperature start to rise. When the song begins to transition into another, slower one, Maura places her hands over yours, wrapping her fingers slightly, and you let her move your hands forward, more toward her lower abdomen.

Though you are already very turned on from being sandwiched between the two of them, Maura moving her hands forward closer to where you know they'll be touching her later – sans clothing – kicks your arousal into overdrive. Her hips move so perfectly side to side to match the beat of the song.

About 45 minutes later, you're grinding your ass against Maura while she is grinding against Jane. Her hands have long since wandered down closer toward your center, pulling you into her. Your body feels like it's burning, you're more aroused than you can ever remember being. Honestly your senses are so heightened at this point, you feel ready to fuck both their brains out, but you want to wait for a cue from either of them.

As if reading your mind, you feel Maura brush your hair off to the side and lean closer to your ear, her breasts pressing harder against your back, asking loudly, "Are you ready now?"

You nod enthusiastically at her and spin yourself around in her arms, grinning. "Most definitely. Just let me settle my tab."

"My treat, okay? I insist. We'll just transfer your tab to ours and they shouldn't charge your card."

As the three of you essentially shove your way through the crow to the bar, with Jane leading, Maura grabs her hand and reaches back for yours with a grin on her face.

At the bar, Jane waves the bartender down and you hear her almost yell over the music, "Hey Lauren, close down our tab." Pointing to you, she adds, "Add hers to our total and don't charge her for a thing!" and winks.

Lauren the bartender then addresses you, asking for your name.

You give it to her and she's back within a minute with your bank card in hand. She then hands Jane a receipt and the tall brunette reaches into her front pocket, pulling out some rolled up bills. You watch as Jane counts out $100 in $20s and slaps it on top of the receipt. She looks up at the bartender and grins. "Thanks, Lauren. See you soon!"

"My pleasure, ladies," the other woman replies with a wink.

You raise your eyebrows at Jane and she smirks at you, shrugging. "Benefits of a rich girlfriend who wears dresses with no pockets!" she jokes and nudges you with her elbow, laughing.

Maura, however, overhears Jane's joke and frowning, declares loudly, "Jane!"

Jane grins and leans over to giver her a kiss on the lips. "Love you, Maur."

Leaning over closer to you, Maura says low in your ear, "I secretly like paying for things...and I also secretly like when she teases me."

Jane quirks an eyebrow up at both of you, but when Maura leans away again, you both look at each other and smile, then look to Jane, still smiling like you've just shared a juicy secret.

"You two are gonna kill me tonight, aren't you?" Jane jokes.

You smirk while Maura quips, "I do have plans for you tonight, but they certainly don't involve murder, Jane."

"Nice, Maura," Jane replies, rolling her eyes, and then turning to you. "I've apparently rubbed off on Maura a little too much."

Picking up on their playful banter, you decide to chime in, "I'm sure there's been lots of rubbing between you two."

Jane laughs heartily at your joke and Maura then shoots both you and Jane very sultry looks. "Ready?"

"Lead the way," is all you can manage to reply.

You know what to do!