PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Wolf Tango (Threesome Menage New Adult) (Paranormal and Urban Shifter Short Stories) Read Online Free Page B

this Rose, which made her all the more determined to discover why. “It is just on the left over this brow,” points Mathew. “Stop at the gas pumps and we will fill up before we go and say hi.” Penelope tools the big car off the shoulder and stops adjacent to the gas pumps. “Josh’ you go tell Rose to put the kettle on for a coffee while I go to the men’s room. Penn’, tell the attendant to fill both tanks please, and then we won’t need to stop again,” ordered Mathew, as he exited the vehicle and headed off in the direction of the wash-rooms.” When he returned, Joshua and Penelope were talking and leaning on the hood of the SUV. “Rose is not home Matty, she has gone into the city for a few days to visit her Father. The girl behind the counter asked my name and when I told her she said Rose had left implicit instructions we were to have a rest in the house if we came back through before she returned.” Mathew’s relief was almost palpable, “There is no need for that we will be home on the estate soon enough now.” But he had figured without Penelope’s feminine whiles. “Oh Mathew couldn’t we please stop for a while? I would kill to relax anywhere but this car, we have been crammed in here for so long.” Giving him a school girlish imploring look Mathew went straight to water, no match for this mistress of the grand social circles of all Europe. Rapidly calculating that it should be no obstacle with Rose not at home, he acquiesced.
    “What a lovely little home,” enthused Penelope as the let themselves in. Rose has lovely taste,” she said, examining some antique china in a glass display cabinet in the lounge room. “Oh yes,” agreed Joshua. “She is also an extremely talented seamstress. She sewed the heavy drapes on her bedroom windows too didn’t she Matty?” Arching an eyebrow Penelope teased, “And what were you two doing in the lady’s boudoir gentlemen?” Joshua blushed scarlet as he realized his faux-pas. “Oh brother,” muttered Mathew under his breath. “You are obviously proud of your friend’s curtains so you must show them to me, where is the bedroom, through here?” Penelope opened the adjoining door and walked into Rose’s bedroom. Mathew shot Joshua a filthy look as he followed her through the door, a chastened Joshua bringing up the rear. “Josh’, be a pet and run me a hot bath would you please, I so need a long soak in feminine surroundings.” As Penelope was luxuriating in Rose’s bathtub Mathew and Joshua watched a ball-game on TV. “Could somebody bring me a towel please,” called Penelope, there doesn’t seem to be one in here. Fossicking through the hall cupboards Mathew found a large soft bath towel and knocked on the bathroom door. “Just bring it in,” Penelope called through the door. Mathew opened the door and stopped dead in his tracks. The statuesque beauty was standing knee deep in the bath stark naked, every inch of her perfect alabaster athlete’s body on display. “So you going to bring me that towel or just stand there gawking all day Prince Mathew?” In a dazed stupor, unable to take his eyes off the full curve of her rounded stomach where it disappeared in a triangle of platinum curls at the apex of her shapely long thighs, Mathew walked robotically toward her, Towel held out in front of him like some medieval shield. “Do you like what you see,” asked Penelope? Mathew can only nod his head up and down. “Then show me dammit!” Commands Penelope. Jerked from his torpid stupor Mathew lunges for her, trips, and falls fully clothed into the fragrant bubble bath. His spluttering and coughing brings Joshua in from the lounge to see what is causing the furor and the entire scene is almost repeated action for action, only he doesn’t fall into the bath tub. “I thought you were into me guys, what do I have to do here? Do you require me to send you an engraved invitation?”  Her words galvanized them into action, tearing off their