Page 23 of Christmas D*ck

I raised my hand. “We both liked it.”

“Add me to the list,” he said. “Always wondered what the hype was about.”

Kaci looked at Randy. “What about you?”

“Blowjob sandwich,” he said.

I scrunched my nose. “A what?”

“Blowjob sandwich. Two chicks sucking me off at the same time.”

I looked at Kaci. She grinned and then shrugged. “We could probably arrange something.”

Dick looked at each of us and nodded. “Sounds like we’ve got some work ahead of us.”

My gaze fell to my plate of half-eaten food. It saddened me that we’d probably never see the two men again. After the party, they’d get on their motorcycles and ride off into the West Texas desert.

Kaci and I would be left to spend our lives wanting what we couldn’t get from men that were either incapable or unwilling.

A hand on my shoulder brought me out of my personal pity party.

“Glad to see everyone’s together having a good time,” Mister Shirley said.

“Hi,” Kaci said. “We’re finally eating. The food’s good.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it.” He patted me on the shoulder. “I was going to introduce you, but I see you’ve already met.”

I glanced over my shoulder. “Met who?”

“Richard and Randolph. The two new maintenance men. They start on January fourth, when we come back from break.”

Maintenance men?

Co-workers?

What?

I picked my jaw up from my lap and forced an awkward grin. “Yeah.” I swallowed heavily. “We, uhhm. We met already.”