“Sure do. Are you thinking of going that route?”
Mangelli nods. “It’s really our best option. But would it be… weird? All three of us?”
So he has two husbands. Noted.
“At once?” I ask in a quieter voice as we spread out our mats. Other people are trickling in.
He nods again, biting his lip with his cute blunt teeth.
It is very tempting at that moment to offer myself up. I’ve wanted to fuck Mangelli’s brains out since the first time I saw him, but once I learned he was married, I tried to forget about it. Now, though, that massive crush comes roaring back, and I think my panties feel it.
“You won’t elect someone?” I ask, still barely above a whisper. “To be, you know, the father.”
“Well…” Mangelli sits down on his mat, so I do the same on mine. “We tried but couldn’t decide. Now we kind of want it to be a surprise. See what sticks.”
My mind goes absolutely fucking blank.
“Like…” I lower my voice even more, leaning toward him. “You would take turns?”
Mangelli’s eyes get bigger. They have square pupils, so unlike a human’s perfectly round ones. Then he leans toward me too and whispers, “Yeah. Exactly.”
I am definitely wet now, imagining three satyrs like Mangelli taking turns with me. Damn, I want to be that surrogate.
“I guess you would have to ask DreamTogether,” I say, stretching out my leg. “Maybe they have a policy. But that service is really expensive, isn’t it?”
Mangelli swallows. “We’re pooling together what we’ve got to see if we can swing it.”
“Might as well ask, if that’s what you want. They’ll probably say yes for the right price.”
Mangelli chuckles. “I’m glad I asked you, Bree. You have such a realistic outlook on the world. No rose-colored glasses, huh?”
I shrug as I switch which leg I’m stretching out. “Money talks, that’s all.” I wouldn’t say it out loud, but there’s a lot I’m willing to do if someone offered me enough money. That’s pretty much my job, after all.
“You don’t think it’s crazy, do you?” Mangelli asks as the teacher walks into the room. “To go to DreamTogether?”
“Not if it’s what you really want. Not if it’s worth it to you.” I put a hand on his arm, and his fur is warm to the touch. “Follow your heart. I may be a realist, but I believe in doing what’s true to you and living your fullest, realest life.”
Mangelli looks like a kid watching the most heart-wrenching part of a Disney movie.
“Thanks, Bree,” he whispers back, briefly touching my hand as the teacher calls out for us to get started. “I really appreciate that.”
We get onto our separate mats to start the class, but now I can’t think about anything else.
I need to sign up for DreamTogether.
Arthur
Bree’s a really great woman. I’ve noticed her since the first day she started coming to class last year. She’s got an amazing ass, of course. I’m an ass satyr, Bennett and Jack would both say it. I’m always squeezing or pinching a fine butt in my household.
But she’s also just got this… fire about her, I suppose, that simmers under the surface. She’s sweet and easygoing here, but I’ve always wondered what she’s like outside the yoga studio.
Not that I’ll ever know. My life is about to get very busy if we decide to go through with this. And tonight, I’m going to convince Jack and Bennett that we should. Might as well ask our question, like Bree said. The worst DreamTogether can do is say no.
Then we talk about it some more. Figure it out.
I’m buzzing the whole drive home. Our family has been dancing around the idea for so long, but I think it’s time to commit. I want a fawn with every fiber of my being. A little bouncy fawn in our home would be exactly what we need to bring even more brightness into our world.
When I pull up to the house, the lights are on inside. Bennett’s home, but based on the cars parked in the driveway, Jack isn’t yet. He’s the one who likes to stay late at work, as much as Bennett and I hound him about keeping a more regular schedule.
