The Night Before I Knew Him
“You — June One. You — June Two. Now get on me and earn your names.”
They exchange a glance, then laugh.
"You’re the boss," Sandy drawl.
And then it starts.
The moment I say it — "You’re both June now.” — something inside me fractures.
Sandy gasps like she’s turned on by the command. She smiles wide, teeth white against red lips, and purrs, "Yes, Boss... I’m June. Your little June."
Stella laughs low, brushing her breasts against my arm. "Which one of us Junes, do you want first, baby?"