She’d been thinking about two for sometime. The idea of it haunted her dreams and daytime fantasies.
When she’d see two men together, walking down the street or sitting shoulder to shoulder at a bar, she couldn’t help herself.
She’d imagine the three of them together.
How would it begin? Who would make the first move? How would it play out?
Flirting would lead to conversation. Conversation to a kiss, a kiss to touching. The men would smile and wink. She would feel flushed, wet with anticipation. She would invite them back to her place. Both men.
She imagined one man kissing
