Page 110 of Kaden & Keegan
“I had sex with Kaden and Keegan.” The words were shot out of her mouth like a rocket.
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
“Bianca?”
“I’m here. Just … processing.”
“Processing what?”
“Okay, fine. I’m fantasizing.”
Bristol laughed, relaxing a bit.
“Tell me everything. And I mean every single detail.”
Bristol laughed. No way would she tell her everything, but she could certainly give her the highlights.
“Start with the when,” Bianca demanded. “When did this happen?”
“Friday night.” She only felt a little bad that she was leaving out the previous encounter. No reason to share that now. Bianca would only get butt-hurt that she hadn’t revealed that sooner.
“And? How was it?”
“It was ah-mazing. Absolutely, undeniably the best sex I’ve ever had in my life.”
“That tells me nothing. I’d already expected as much. Give me details.”
“Well…” Bristol felt her face warming with embarrassment. “Let’s just say, I learned the reason for that saying ‘hung like a horse.’”
It was definitely a crude thing to say, but it was also something Bianca would expect. Her best friend had always been hung up on size. To hear her say it, her husband, Jake, had been blessed by the gods where girth was concerned.
“Big?”
“Huge, Bianca. I mean, I thought they would hurt me.”
They both laughed and though Bristol realized how crazy it sounded, it was the truth.
“Any DP action?”
“No.” She wasn’t sure she was quite ready for that yet. Not to mention, if and when she ever decided to go that route with them, she was never going to share those details with anyone. She loved Bianca and all, but come on, there were some things better left unsaid. “But I did have sex with both of them.”
She honestly couldn’t believe she was spilling her guts like this.
“It was … incredible.”
“Bristol? Is it just me, or do you sound … happy?”
“I’m not sure what it is, but I feel different.”
“You know it’s okay to put a name to it. There’s nothin’ wrong with bein’ happy.”
“And there’s nothin’ wrong with some great casual sex,” she countered because she didn’t want to discuss her happiness, or the future. Her friend was well aware of the fact Bristol no longer believed in the fairy tale, or any sort of happily ever after. It didn’t exist.
“That’s what this is? Casual sex?” Bianca didn’t sound convinced.
“Of course.” What else could it be? “And I’m gonna ride it out for as long as I can. No harm, no foul, right?”
“If you say so.”
