How about a little from my sexy menage? I do love M/M/F stories and I’m looking forward to my next one coming up in a couple of months called Trois in Treble. 

Right now however, here is my first MMF, Living in the Now!

Blurb: A story about three people searching for love in the most unconventional way. Bryan Finley and his partner Damien Earley would like a third in their relationship. While Damien is on a business trip, Bryan meets Mara Devine, a sultry sexy vixen who’s insatiable and wants the same. Damien has other thoughts in mind but Mara does everything in her power to turn the tables in her favor.

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Once she’d taken care of the two ladies, another group of people came up asking for the Valentine’s Day special; Jagermeister and Cranberry Juice, properly titled, a Redheaded Slut. “Oh, okay. Angie?” Mara called out to her good friend, the red head, who was supposed to serve the drink as a gimmick.

Angie came over with the green bottle and some Ocean Spray. “Yep, okay, how many?”

Mara watched for a moment, shaking her head before taking a look along the bar to survey the patrons. “Nothin’ in here of interest tonight,” she sighed as Frederick walked in front of her.

“Mara Devine, my sweetie. It’s February thirteenth, why don’t you have a date? You young women today, I tell you, what are you looking for in a man, hmm?”

Mara raised an eyebrow. She held out her hand, beginning to count, “Hmm, let’s see, intelligence, self sufficiency, looks, sanity, umm, to be an upstanding citizen and uh, well common sense. Is that too much to ask, Frederick?”

Bosco hugged her shoulders, “No, but…” he pulled her a little closer. “Sometimes you need to settle for a little less so you won’t be alone on days like this. You are too beautiful of a pretty young thing to be solo on Valentine’s Day, don’t you think?”

She laughed at Bosco’s reference to one of her favorite songs. “Yeah, but, that’s just it, Frederick. I been settlin’ too long. I want somethin’ real, somethin’ different. I’m tired of dealin’ with the same old losers.” She tilted her head into him as he kissed her on the cheek.

“I understand lovely, believe me. But you are getting a bit too old aren’t you? I mean don’t you want to have babies?”

“Nope, not really, kids are too much of a hassle. I’m too selfish for that. I need my space.”

“Ah Mara, if I were not happily married and about thirty years younger I’d be your man. You are a sweetie. I would change your mind really quickly, eh? About having babies…”

Mara chuckled as he gave her a peck on the head. “Uh, thanks, Frederick.” She patted him on the back before walking to the left of the bar, taking more orders.

As the customers talked with her she thought about what she’d just said. It was true, after being on her own five months she did desire a different sort of relationship. Angie knew what she wanted but Mara didn’t dare repeat it to her father figure, Frederick. Not only would his old heart not be able to take it but, it was none of his business anyway.

The night began to wind down at Time Caps, as more and more people were being sent out by Bosco because they’d had too much to drink and it was close to last call. Even though the crowd was thinner, it was no less busy than when it opened at four p.m.

Mara sipped her Redheaded Slut while resting in a chair. Only a few people sat there, enjoying nice conversation while Mara watched with envy.

Well, I guess I won’t be lucky tonight.

Mara had hoped that maybe, just maybe someone that caught her eye would come in before the night was up. Now that it was officially hearts day, she pretty much deemed it impossible. She stepped out her three-inch stilettos, moving around her toes while finishing the evening’s special beverage. She got lost in her thoughts, thinking of her speech to Frederick earlier.

Was she really setting her sights too high? I been alone so damn long.

Angie stopped in front of her, shaking her shoulders. “Aw c’mon hon, cheer up. This night ain’t over. Hey, after we get off we should go to Mystique to the Fuck Valentine’s Day party, hmm? Rascal’s spinnin’ tonight.”

“Sounds good to me. I don’t have to work tomorrow, so it’s cool. What time are they open till?”

“I think four. After that we can head to Silver Dollar for breakfast…cherry topped pancakes with whipped cream. It’s callin’ you, isn’t it?” She rubbed her own belly and smiled gleefully.

“Yep, then right afterwards the treadmill will be beckoning my name,” she added. “That’s a good idea, though. I’m really lookin’ forward to having a few more drinks tonight so I can forget about being lonely.”

“I hear ya, me too. After we close up we’ll hightail it over there. I’ll ask Frederick if I can leave my car here. We’ll go, get wasted, have breakfast and crash at my place. Deal?”

“It’s a date, sister. You think if I ask, Frederick will let us go early? I mean, the busboys are here to do cleanup.”

Angie nodded in agreement. “I don’t see why not. Throw in we’re tryin’ to get laid tonight. He’ll understand.”

Mara chuckled, taping Angie’s shoulder. “Okay I will.” She grabbed a bottle.

“Yep, you do that cause we’re about to go drinkin’ and dancin’. Nothin’ worse than doin’ that dehydrated. You got some Chasers, don’t you?”

She opened her water. “Yep, let me pop those now so I won’t have the hangover from hell.”

“Slip me one too, will ya,” Angie answered as Mara left from behind while waving to a few people as they walked out.

Once she rounded the corner, she went into the private office to go into her purse. Frederick came out with his phone in his hand. He stopped talking once he spotted her.

“Lovely, why don’t you and Angie take off, hmm? After you get your workstations clean, okay?”

Mara grinned. The best words she’d heard from Frederick all night. “Cool, thanks Frederick. I was just about to ask you about cuttin’ outta here a little early.”

“I’m sure you were. Make sure that wherever you go that you try gettin’ a little lovin’ tonight, yes?”

Mara glanced at the ceiling and giggled. “I dunno how I’m gonna do that since I’m hangin’ with Angie but okay.”

Frederick exchanged the laugh while walking out into the corridor.

Mara went in, grabbed her purse and jacket, along with Angie’s belongings. Once she got everything, she strolled back to the front, throwing the pill down her throat and swallowing more water. As she took that sharp turn again, she looked for her friend who she saw talking with a man.

Who is that?

Mara sauntered to the back area and glanced at the gentleman sitting on the stool, chatting with Angie. She licked her lips, catching sight of his short brown curls that just kissed the back of his neck. His broad shoulders she’d like to throw her legs over when he they made love. Oh and those chocolate brown eyes that resembled candy drops. “Damn…” she mouthed, straightening her short skirt while going closer to Angie and the guy sipping on his drink.

“Um, Angie, Frederick said we could take off as soon as we get our workstation clean.” She gazed at her friend before locking her stare on the handsome stranger downing his beverage. His face was so perfectly chiseled; it was almost like he was cut from a mold. Beautiful man with just the right nose and high cheekbones. Really pretty for a guy but she liked her men that way.

“Last call!” Frederick shouted over the music. Only a half hour till closing time.

Just enough time to get his number?

Angie looked at Mara who immediately drew the attention of the nice looking gentleman. “Um, Mara, this is Bryan. He just stepped in from work, needing a drink. Bryan, my friend and coworker, Mara.” Angie waived her hand.

“Hello.” He smiled sweetly and extended his palm for Mara to shake it.

Immediately she accepted, grinning at him, enjoying the sight in front of her. The feel of his hands, so soft and warm. Obviously a white-collar worker. Scents of her favorite man’s cologne infiltrated her nostrils causing her pulse to quicken. She loved to lick it off him if she had the chance.

“Hi, looks like you came in just in time to get one drink. Pity.” She cocked an eyebrow and drew up her ruby red lips into a pucker. Their gaze wasn’t broken.

He hadn’t let her hand go yet. Bryan drew up his lips. “Yeah, I guess I’ll have to drink elsewhere, hmm?”

Angie began cleaning.

Mara moved in a little closer to the bar, still staring at Mr. Hottie.

My luck just got better.