...Something changed. They began to get into the spirit of the thing. Jesse undid his belt buckle and did a few bumps and grinds before he lowered the zipper on his jeans and let them slide down. With a show of coyness, Bud turned his back to undo his belt, but that view wasn’t bad either. His pants lowered to reveal a nice tight and rounded ass, muscular but inviting. LuAnne looked, and also noticed how Jesse looked, too.

“Take it off, take it off,” she chanted. “Take it all off!”

Laughing now in spite of red faces, they both shed their shoes, socks and shorts. Two cocks bobbed as they continued a burlesque dance to the sexy music. Watching them, LuAnne began to get hot now. They were definitely two luscious-looking specimens, and for the evening they were both hers and hers alone.

Well, hers and maybe each other’s.

They’ve been buddies all their lives. Surely they’ve seen each other nude before. What’s with the hungry eyes? Did I paint myself into a corner here where I’m going to be the odd gal out? Gee, I hope not! But Gawd, it’s making me hot to see them getting into it this way. Wow, the three of us are going to have one sizzling time. I can just feel it. It’s working even better than I hoped!

With that thought, she slid off the bed and stepped out to join them. Once she gained a spot between them, she began to do her own version of a striptease with every bit of attitude and come-get-me she could muster. It wasn’t long before she had their complete attention.

Moving with a sinuous belly-dancer’s glide, she backed toward the bed. She still had on her bra, hose and garter belt. The big chiffon scarf she’d worn around her neck now formed a kind of sarong. It fluttered to alternately conceal and reveal as she danced. When her legs hit the edge of the mattress, she let herself fall backward into the embrace of the plush bedding.

She released the front clasp of her bra and let the scarf flutter to the floor. Within seconds, Bud landed on her left and Jesse on her right. Their avid gazes focused on her stiff nipples, on the neat triangle of tight curls between her legs, and on the lips she licked, knowing she left them with a moist shine with just the tip of her tongue visible.

“What do you want first, sugar?” Jesse asked. “We want to please you, but you have to tell us how. We’re your love slaves tonight, so play the mistress.”

Jesse sounded kind of silly, but that was almost what she’d said she wanted, so she had to play the game.

“I want you to kiss me all over, one starting with my head and the other with my feet. Slow is the watchword here. You need to awaken and arouse every inch of my body.”

With that, she shut her eyes and waited to see if she could tell which one was which by their lips and the way they followed her instructions. Jesse’s kisses were familiar, but Bud’s were not. That might be her big clue right there.