Three of a Kind
They were lying on his hotel bed, making out like teenagers. Josh had attempted several times to take things to the next level, but Donna kept finding ways to stop him. His hand snuck down to the waistband of her shorts again but she playfully swatted it away and then bounced off the bed, announcing, “I have an idea!”
“Don-na!” he whined, frustrated that she wouldn’t allow things to progress any further. He loved just kissing her, but it was becoming physically painful not to take things any further.
She leaned over and gave him a loud kiss. “What?”
“Feel this,” he demanded as he grabbed her hand and pressed it to his erection. “As much as I love just being with you, you’re killing me here.”
“So what you’re saying is that you don’t want to know what my idea is?” she grinned at him. “Not even if it includes nudity?”
“Well, I think I could make an exception for nudity,” he conceded, a huge smile beginning to form on his face.
“Good, then wait right here while I get something out of my bag.” She turned and practically skipped to the connecting door to her room. “And no peeking. I want to surprise you.”
She disappeared through the doorway and Josh grinned. She looked so adorable in a stolen pair of his boxer shorts and a loose tank top, with her hair mussed and loose around her shoulders. He still couldn’t believe that she was his. Every time they were together, he almost had to pinch himself to remember that this was real and no longer just one of his fantasies.
He was so caught up in thoughts of Donna that when someone knocked on the door to his room, he never even thought to ask who it was before opening it wide.
**********
“Toby kicked me out of our room. Apparently, my breathing was distracting him,” Sam complained as he pushed his way past Josh. “Is it ok if I stay with you tonight?”
Josh stood in the open doorway for a moment, trying desperately to think of an excuse. When none came to mind, he simply stared at Sam, who had already set his bag down and was getting comfortable on the bed. After a moment, he regained his composure and shut the door.
“Only one bed, huh?” Sam observed, oblivious to Josh’s
disgruntled look. He bounced a little to test the firmness of the mattress. “That’s
ok. It looks like a king size. We could probably share.”
“Listen Sam, I’m not so sure it’s a good idea for you to stay here,” Josh told him, raking a hand through his hair in frustration and casting a worried glance at Donna’s room. Whatever ‘idea’ Donna had, Josh was sure that Sam had not been part of it. “Can’t you stay with Ed and Larry?”
Sam noticed his look and rushed to reassure him. “Are you
worried about Donna? Do you guys have something you needed to work on tonight?
It’s ok. I’ll be so quiet, you’ll never even notice me.”
“I wouldn’t count on that,” Josh muttered under his breath. To Sam, he said, “No, Donna won’t be-“
Josh’s luck being what it was, it was at that very moment that the door swung open and Donna emerged, grinning giddily and waving a bottle of some girly bubble bath at him.
“I found it!” she crowed triumphantly. Then she noticed Sam sitting on the bed and her smile faltered a bit. “Hi, Sam.” She quickly hid the bottle behind her back.
“Hey, Donna,” he replied cheerfully. “What are you doing here? I thought you and Josh were done for the day.”
“I, um… I just came in to – Josh?” She looked at him pleadingly as she failed to think of a plausible reason for being there.
“She came in to use my bathroom,” Josh supplied quickly. His answer was met with a glare from Donna. He shrugged, indicating it was the best excuse he could come up with on short notice.
Sam look concerned. “What’s wrong with yours?”
“I, uh… the water. The hot water isn’t working.”
Sam reached for the phone. “You should call reception. They
can move you to another room while they fix that.”
He was stopped from dialing by two simultaneous shouts of “No!” Puzzled, he looked from one to the other.
“Josh, maybe we should tell him.”
“Are you sure?” They’d discussed sharing the news of their relationship with their friends, but hadn’t come to any decisions.
Sam looked at them in confusion. “Uh, guys? What’s going on?”
“Yes. I’m just going…” Donna nodded towards her room, before kissing Josh gently on the cheek. “I’ll see you in the morning. Goodnight, guys.”
Josh watched her leave and then turned to Sam. Realizing it was better to confess the truth now than to think up another excuse for their bizarre behavior, Josh admitted, “Sam, listen buddy. Donna wasn’t actually here because of the hot water. The truth is that she was planning on sleeping here.”
“Oh,” he answered dumbly. “Is
there something wrong with her bed?
‘Cause I’m sure they can take care of that too.”
Josh gave Sam a meaningful
look.
Finally, the true meaning of Josh’s words hit Sam and he stood up. “Oh! I can- I should- I’ll go see if Ed or Larry have extra room for me.”
**********
Josh walked into Donna’s room to find her sitting up in bed, watching a late night program on TV.
“Hey,” he greeted her softly.
“Hey. How did Sam take the news?”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Josh ran a hand along her bare arm, savoring the warmth of her skin. “Ok. He was a little stunned at first, but he’s all right now. We agreed that he’d stay in my room for the night and I’d share with you. He also told me to tell you that he’s a really heavy sleeper,” he smirked.
“But
he’s not, right?”
“No,” Josh sighed.
Sam was nearly as temperamental as Toby when it came to noise.
“Well, I guess there’s always tomorrow night.”
“No. We’re sleeping on the plane tomorrow,” he pouted
as he moved closer, kissing her bare shoulder. “Tonight’s our last chance to be
together before getting back to DC. And you know what that means.”
“Josh,” she warned.
“It means this is our last chance for hot ‘n steamy
hotel sex.” Donna let out an exaggerated sigh. “What? I thought you liked hot ‘n steamy hotel sex.”
“I do, but that’s not the point. Sam is fifteen feet
away, and these walls are paper thin.” Despite her protest, she angled her head
so that he had better access to her neck.
He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close,
pressing a light kiss beneath her ear.
“Come on. It’s not like we’ve
never done something like that before,” he argued half-jokingly.
“Yeah, but that was different.”
“Why? Last
time you didn’t seem to have a problem with the idea of Sam… joining us.”
“That’s when I thought he’d be… lending a helping
hand, so to speak, not just listening from another room.”
He pulled back when he caught Donna’s tone. He knew she was joking, but her voice was more serious than he thought it would be and an idea started forming as he watched her. “So, maybe we should ask him.” He was trying to sound nonchalant, but the high pitch of his voice pretty much ruined the effect.
“You want to share me with Sam?” she asked with feigned indignation.
“You shared me with CJ,” he protested.
“That wasn’t so much me ‘sharing you’ as it was an exploration amongst friends,” she countered, but the look she gave him encouraged him to continue.
“I just thought it might be… fun?”
“Are you asking me or telling me?” she asked, leaning over to give him a lingering kiss. Her fingers curled into his hair, drawing him closer, her lips and tongue playing with his. When they finally pulled apart, they were both breathing hard.
Josh looked at her, his brows wrinkled in confusion. “Donna? That kiss right there? What did it mean?”
She grinned at him. “It means this night might not be so bad
after all.”
**********
“Hey, Sam.”
Sam looked away from CNN to see Donna standing in the doorway, her skimpy outfit clearly defining her feminine shape. “Donna, I am so sorry. I had no idea-“
“It’s ok,” she assured him. “Don’t worry about it.” She crossed the room and settled close to him on the bed, stretching her bare legs out before her. Sam admired their slim length.
Reminding himself that this woman was off limits, he pulled
his glance away and asked, “Where’s Josh?”
“He’s still in my room. He’ll be here in a minute.”
“Ok. Can I ask – when did you and Josh start… dating?”
“About a month ago.”
“And is that why he and Amy…?“
”No,” she quickly interjected. “One had nothing to do with the other.”
“Oh. So, does anyone else know? About you and Josh, I mean.”
She shrugged and Sam watched as one thin strap of her tank top slipped from her shoulder, exposing a smooth expanse of creamy skin. Sam felt his sex begin to stir. Clumsily gesturing to the fallen strap, he stuttered, “Uh, Donna, your thing fell.”
“So?”
“So, you’re dating my best friend... And you’re a very attractive woman.”
“Do you really think so, Sam?”
His mouth went dry as she smiled at him. “Y-yes,” he stuttered, before quickly adding, “In a purely platonic way, of course.”
Of course it was platonic, he thought to himself, because to be thinking the things he was about his best friend’s girlfriend was reprehensible.
He tried to concentrate on the TV screen rather than Donna. Unfortunately, he was distracted by the light floral scent of her perfume as she leaned close to kiss his cheek.
“Thank you,” she said as she pulled back, letting the other strap of her top slide off her shoulder as she did so.
Sam could see the barest hint of her rosy nipples peeking out above the cotton fabric. He quickly averted his eyes and jumped off the bed to avoid the temptation of staring down her shirt. Nervously, he asked, “Should you really be in here? I mean, I just found out you’re sleeping with my best friend.”
“It’s ok,” she told him. “Josh doesn’t mind.”
He stared at her in shock, unable to believe that Josh could
possibly not mind the lascivious thoughts he was having about her. “What?!”
She got up and stood before him. “Josh doesn’t mind,” she repeated. She placed one hand on his waist as she took a step closer.
“Donna, he can’t-“
“He *doesn’t*,” she insisted. She ran both her hands up his back and around to rest on his chest. He put his hands over hers and held them tightly over his rapidly beating heart.
As he struggled for something to say, he heard the
connecting door from Donna’s room open. His eyes snapped up and he saw Josh
walking toward them, an enigmatic smile on his face. “Josh, I haven’t *done*
anything,” he babbled. “Nothing’s happened.”
“Yet,” Donna interjected with a grin. Josh approached her from behind and swept her hair aside so that he could kiss her neck. His grin matched hers as he pushed her tank top down, revealing her breasts. He reached up to cup one and began rolling the nipple between his fingers, causing Donna to arch her back, her breasts pointing enticingly towards Sam.
He gulped at the sight.
“Does this excite you, Sam? Does it make you want her?” Josh asked huskily as Donna moved her hands from underneath his to stroke his t-shirt clad chest.
“Yes,” he whispered, ashamed for admitting to Josh how much he wanted her. However, instead of deterring Josh as he had assumed it would, his admission seemed to encourage him. Hw watched as Josh’s smile got wider and he began to work the crumpled tank top and boxers off Donna’s body, keeping his eyes focused on Sam’s face. Sam was unable to hide his reaction to the sight of her smooth alabaster skin; she was beautiful. Josh nodded in satisfaction at his adoring look then gave Donna’s shoulder a hot-opened mouth kiss before stepping back slightly.
“Do you want me to touch you?” Donna asked. At his nod, she reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Her hands slid down his bare chest and she started to undo his pants. He was helpless to do anything but watch her nimble fingers release his belt buckle, slip the button from its hole, slide the zipper down.
“Sam, are you ok with this?” He vaguely registered that Josh was speaking to him and looked up to see Josh undressing. As he lowered his boxer shorts, his erection jutted forward. The sight of it excited Sam almost as much as the sight of Donna’s bare body.
He nodded at Josh’s question, hypnotized, as Donna knelt before him and removed his shoes and socks, then worked his pants down his legs, until he was as naked as them. She placed a kiss on his now straining erection. “Oh, God…”
“I hope that’s a good ‘Oh, God,’” she chuckled before rising once again. She turned and gave Josh a brief, hard kiss then sauntered to the bed. She lay down on her side, propping her head on her hand and crooking her finger at them seductively in invitation.
“What- what do you want me to do?” Sam asked hesitantly.
“Anything you want to do,” Donna answered cryptically.
Sam stood frozen, simply watching as Josh approached her. Kneeling by the side of
the bed, Josh took her mouth in a deep kiss. She reached over and stroked his
chest, her hands winding up his neck to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer.
His hands caressed her shoulders, bringing her nearer. Their mouths meshed,
tongues darting in and out, barely breaking to draw breath.
Sam found himself walking around the bed to sit behind Donna. He took his time, simply admiring her body the way he would an exquisite piece of art; his eyes soaked in the beauty of her long legs and rounded hip, the curtain of platinum hair that brushed against Josh’s cheek.
He was struck by the realization that they complimented one another – soft and hard, light and dark, assertive and gentle -- they fit together perfectly. One moment Josh was the aggressor and Donna acquiesced without hesitation, while in the next it was he who yielded to her advances.
Their kiss was so intense and intimate that he felt like an intruder watching them and pulled his gaze away. He found himself staring at the long line of her back. He reached out his hand and traced the narrow curve of her spine, his hand coming to rest just above the cheeks of her buttocks. Her skin was smooth and warm and he began to massage gentle circles on its surface. As he continued to touch her, he relaxed his previously stiff posture until he was lying on the bed directly behind her.
Donna moved backwards so that she could pull Josh up alongside her and accidentally brushed against Sam’s erection. The feel of him excited her and she shifted her legs so that Sam slid easily between them. He groaned aloud at the feel of her wet and ready folds against his sensitized skin.
He was desperate to sheath himself inside of her, but in his mind, she still belonged to Josh. And while they had offered to share this with him, the knowledge that they were together kept him from taking the final step. He reluctantly pulled away from her warmth.
Donna broke the searing kiss with Josh to peer over her
shoulder at him, a small frown wrinkling her brow. “Sam…?”
”God, Donna, I want you. You can’t possibly know how much. But Josh…” he
trailed off, unsure how to complete his thought.
His gaze caught Josh’s and he saw understanding dawn in Josh’s eyes. With an almost imperceptible nod, he offered, “Taste her, Sam. She’s better than the finest champagne.”
He looked at Josh’s encouraging smile and then at Donna,
desire deep in her eyes. Whether the desire was for Josh or for him, he didn’t
know, but she was beautiful and naked and he longed to make love to her.
He gave in to temptation.
He placed a warm hand on her hip and she turned until she was lying on her back between them. She smiled up at Josh and then turned her head, her gaze traveling down Sam’s body and lingering on his erection. She reached out the fingers of her left hand and curled them around his flesh. Stroking him gently, she smiled up at him and echoed Josh’s words, “Go ahead, Sam. Taste me. Make me come.”
He heard Josh’s harsh intake of breath, saw the excitement on his face, and it was all the encouragement he needed.
He wanted to taste her mouth, but that act seemed too intimate after observing the kisses she and Josh had shared, so he settled for placing his lips on her collarbone, grazing his teeth along the raised bone. She shivered in anticipation. His mouth traveled further, until it hovered over the pink peak of her nipple. He breathed softly on it, before taking it between his lips and laving it with his wet tongue.
Vaguely, he heard Donna moan and felt Josh move, dipping his head to take her other nipple into his mouth. Sam continued his lazy exploration of her skin, kissing his way down her body until he reached the smooth curve of her hip.
He raised his head, mesmerized by the sight of the soft golden curls between her thighs. He nuzzled the silken tangle, breathing in her unique scent and heard her sigh in pleasure. Then Josh was beside him, parting Donna’s thighs, urging him to touch her. Sam slid one finger into her wet heat and groaned at the feel of her tightening around it. He withdrew his finger and heard her whimper in protest.
He lowered his head and replaced the finger with his mouth.
He placed his lips against her swollen bud, barely touching her with his mouth. She arched her hips at him, seeking closer contact, and he complied by opening his mouth and tasting her. She was as sweet as Josh had promised.
His tongue stroked the sensitive nub of her sex, alternating between hard and gentle. He heard Donna call Josh’s name. He wasn’t sure if it was because Josh had returned to suckling her breast or because she had simply forgotten that it was his head buried between her legs, making her feel so good. He discovered that he didn’t care. It had been so long since he’d been with a woman and she tasted so incredible that he enthusiastically continued the sensual exploration of her with his lips and tongue.
She came in a rush of pleasure, her legs tightening around him, holding him close against her. He continued to softly lap at her sex until he felt her body start to relax once more. She loosened her hold on him and he withdrew from between her thighs. She smiled languorously at him, and then sat up, moving towards the head of the bed.
“Turnabout is fair play,” she told him huskily as she gently pushed him down onto the bed. She smiled wickedly at him and then knelt between his splayed legs.
Josh watched silently as she leaned over Sam’s body, her blond tresses brushing his thighs. With a toss of her head, she flipped her hair to the side so that Josh was given an unobstructed view of what she was doing.
Her lips parted and she placed a soft, open kiss on the tip of Sam’s erection, causing him to arch his back and groan Donna’s name. She pulled back and then darted her tongue out to trace his length, from the tip to the base and back again. Then she placed her mouth over him and sucked his cock fully into her mouth. Sam groaned again.
At the sound, Josh shifted his gaze from Donna’s talented mouth to Sam’s face. He saw that it was glazed with a look of intense pleasure and was a little amazed at how erotic it was to know that his pleasure was because of Donna. He moved behind Donna on the bed so that he could feel connected to her, yet still watch Sam.
He cupped himself around her body, his arms circling around her waist and his knees nudging her legs apart. She went along with him and he guided his cock to the opening of her sex. Without interrupting her ministrations to Sam, she pushed backward and the tip of his erection slid easily inside. One of his hands reached down to stroke her clit and the other cupped her breast. She moaned in response, the vibrations from her moan causing Sam to cry out.
Josh leaned over her shoulder, locking gazes with Sam. Softly, he whispered in her ear, “Remember when we were making love the other night and you touched me in that spot? What you did with your fingers? Touch Sam that way.”
She did and he saw Sam’s eyes widen in shock. He slid deeper inside Donna and heard her gasp in pleasure. He imagined what her gasps must feel like to Sam and he thrust against her again.
They continued, Donna touching Sam while Josh thrust into
Donna. His eyes remained focused on Sam’s face. Eventually, he saw Sam’s eyes
close and heard him call out for Donna and Josh knew that he was about to come.
He watched, enthralled, as Sam orgasmed and
pulsed into Donna’s eager mouth.
Sam collapsed against the bed, spent from the overwhelming orgasm. Josh pulled out of Donna’s wet body and turned her around, pressing her back against the mattress next to Sam. His mouth hovered above hers for a moment before his tongue reached out and traced the line of her lips, licking the sticky residue of Sam’s orgasm away. It was salty and sweet, and Josh found it incredibly arousing.
“You taste like Sam,” he whispered. “Is this what it was
like, tasting CJ on me?”
“Better,” she confessed huskily. She nipped at his lower lip, seeking the feel of his mouth on hers once more.
“God, that’s so sexy.” His mouth lowered to hers, devouring it, his tongue sweeping inside, memorizing the unique blend of Donna and Sam. She whimpered and clutched at his back, pulling him closer to her.
He shifted his lower body until he was inside her again, filling her completely. She gasped as he started to move, long slow strokes building the heat within her once more. He started to move faster and she wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him even closer. Throbbing and aroused beyond belief, he tried to make the moment last, but he felt himself start to lose control. Within moments, he was coming deep inside her.
He collapsed against her body and she stroked his back, soothing him with her touch. Eventually, he regained his breath and moved off of her to lie against her side, his head pillowed by her breast.
He parted her thighs and slid his fingers deep inside her. The slick juices of her arousal and his come allowed them to slip effortlessly against her skin. She arched her hips and he pressed his thumb harder against her clit. With a few flicks, he felt her start to tremble and he covered her mouth with his as she came to a shattering climax.
She cuddled up against Josh as her body recovered from its orgasm. She suddenly remembered Sam and looked over Josh’s shoulder to see him softly snoring next to them.
“Sam’s asleep,” she observed.
“I think we tired him out,” he chuckled against her breast.
“Maybe we should do this more often,” she mused.
“What? Sex with Sam?”
“No, more three-ways.”
“Yeah, we could make our way through the entire White House staff,” he joked.
“Can you imagine sex with Leo?” she giggled. “Or with
Margaret?”
“Hey, I’ve heard some very interesting things about
Margaret.”
“You can’t believe everything you hear around the office,
Joshua,” she chided. “Most of what gets spread amongst the assistants is
exaggerated.”
“I didn’t hear it from any of the assistants.”
She cocked a brow at him. “Then who?”
“Ed and Larry.”
“Ed *and* Larry?”
“You don’t want to know,” he grumbled.
“You’re probably right,” she agreed, as they lapsed into a few minutes of comfortable silence.
Finally, he got up and pulled her to her feet, tugging her
towards the door to her room. “C’mon, Donnatella, time for bed.”
”Are you joining me?”
”Absolutely.”
“What about Sam?” She glanced back at him, sleeping peacefully on the king size bed.
“Leave him. He’ll wake up tomorrow and think he imagined it.”
“But we’ll know he didn’t.”
“Yes, we will,” Josh grinned. Then he closed the connecting door behind them and Donna forgot all about Sam.
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