We ran back to the car, changed into our human forms, and got dressed. Dave pulled out his cell phone to see if Richard Dawes, Lisa, Shelby, or Todd had called. Dave listened to his messages, then pulled me towards him and gave me a deep kiss. “Hey babe, I had a change of plans for tomorrow. I know we were going to meet with Todd after your writing class to discuss Margaret Redson, the WHO and the rest of this mess, but I can’t now.”
“Ugh, why not?” I grimaced. I was so thinking we would all chat and then maybe—hopefully, fall into bed together again. I was a little sore between my legs but I couldn’t wait for more of Dave and Todd’s loving.
“I got an interview.”
“What!” I could tell Dave was trying to stay cool about it, but I could sense the excitement under his calm expression.
“Yeah, cross your fingers. This is the perfect job for me. I’d be working with the U.S. Forest Service.”
“Oh my God! How did you find it?”
“I applied through USAjobs.gov—pain in the ass to apply. They sent me an email with time choices for an interview. I didn’t say anything in case it didn’t happen. But hey, they just called and confirmed my appointment time.”
“You are perfect for that!” I yelped excitedly. Dave was a walking encyclopedia when it came to the land. He seemed to know everything about forest health; from the habitat of wildlife, to protecting our resources and using our land wisely. Our mutual interest in the environment was one of the reasons we had bonded so well initially.
“I am so happy for you!” I was thrilled for him, though I had to admit I was disappointed there would be no fun time with Todd. I was so ready to see and feel his thick dick again, and Dave could read it on my face.
He reached over and cupped my chin. “I still want you to meet with Todd tomorrow and talk about this werewolf mess.”
“I will, Dave.”
“I want to explore this relationship with Todd and see where it goes for the three of us.”
I nodded. Just thinking of my hot ‘Toddy’ and sexy ‘Davey’ made me squirm with desire—it was just too bad his interview wasn’t on a different day and we couldn’t have a threesome again. I couldn’t wait to see where the next one led. My mind flickered to the two of them buck naked, their huge cocks at full attention. But I gasped at what Dave said next…
“And it’s totally fine by me if you and Todd end up fucking.”
13
Walking to class, I reflected on what Dave had said. I swallowed hard thinking about how direct he was. He truly wanted to try to develop a relationship between the three of us, emotionally and physically. And that meant having sex with the men together and separately.
My mind wandered to Todd and his tousled bedhead, ocean blue eyes, and smoking hot body. God I wanted him! I had yet to feel his cock in my pussy and I ached for it. I licked my lips as I remembered his huge dick and how I’d loved sucking and licking him. He was so delicious, and his tongue on my clit felt incredible. But, I wanted even more. I wanted to feel every inch of him. I could just imagine how pleasurable it would feel as he pushed his throbbing tool into me.
As I visualized his large, hard shaft filling me up, I heard some giggling behind me. Turning, I saw two young, skinny, dark haired women pointing at me and smiling. They were acting like they were ten years old. They were probably some freshmen students at the University who were also members of the WHO group. However, they didn’t look like they were going to try and threaten me; at least, not so far.
“Lina, I think that’s her,” one of them said, pointing at me.
“Oooh, it does look like the girl on the news,” the other replied, sounding surprised.
Great, just great, I thought as I hurried into the building. Now it looked like I was going to be accosted in class.
The writing course was a basic one that I was taking just to fill a graduation requirement, and like most low-level courses it was packed with other students. As I slid into my chair near the front, I noticed the two young women enter and take seats as close to me as possible. I had never noticed them in the class before, but then again the class was huge, with students ranging from freshmen to seniors. They were still grinning and looking at me. I had to turn blinders on to focus.
The professor picked several of us to give an overview of our papers. Class was going well, until all of a sudden, she pointed at me to share mine. Damn it! Class was almost over and I thought I would get out of it this time. In past years I had loved sharing my ideas in school, but ever since the werewolf story had blown up in the news, I was mortified of being judged by my peers and bringing more attention to myself. I felt like shrinking into my seat. Reluctantly, I got up clutching flash cards scribbled with highlights of my paper.