Movie Night

"Um, the food!" I offered. Netarute released Mira quickly turning her attention to the plantains browning in the oil.

"Oh, Your right!." She turned off the stove and organized the pots in a row for easy access.

Then she turned towards me, her lashes catching the fluorescent lights. "Thank you for the save. Katiya." Now it was my turn to melt. A smile snuck onto my lips as I watched her plump and shiny lips curve over the syllables of my name.

"Your welcome, Mira. " I replied sounding out ever syllable of her name. Her eyes narrowed and I could feel my breath start to hitch again.. We made eye contact for a good minute and it sent electricity down my spine.

I bit my lip in anticipation wondering if she would come closer just to put me out of my misery. She copied and then looked away, almost making me growl in frustration. "Gods, you make me want to kiss you so badly!"

She smirked, "Ah, ah, ah dinner first, desert later." She winked taking off her apron and leaning it on the rack of the stove.

Mira left and came back from the dining room with 3 purple floral designed porcelain plates. We decided to eat in the living room as the dining room was too fancy for anything but dinner parties and large guest quantities. As we ate Mira told me more about how she came to be a massage therapist and how she'd met Netarute.

"I made my own way through massage school. It was easy and the most rewarding job. I did not want to study meaningless shit and I didn't have the money to go through regular college. So I got my license in massage therapy. And landed a job at this medium high-class spa in Beverly Hills. And in walks Netarute and her mom."

"I thought she was adorable so I started flirting with her. I was just trying to get her number, but she gave me her whole fucking life story," Netarute said before biting off a piece of plantain

Mira blushed, and narrowed her eyes. "I did not." denying

"Yeah, that's what I thought. My mom has a few friends who only go for the in home massage. So I passed Mira a few numbers."

"Pretty soon I made a name for myself, well my hands anyway and now - TA DA! I'm my own boss. I know a few girls in the same boat so if I ever get a call for multiple clients I'll call some of them to come assist and vice versa. It's been working out pretty well so far," she shrugged.

I laughed. "And how did you get Mira's number in all this?" I asked Netarute. Mira blushed red hues flashing against her cheeks and she looked away from everyone while grabbing onto Netarute's arm. I smiled at her embarrassment.

"That first day actually. We had sex in the sauna while my mom was getting a mud bath," Netarute admitted. She kissed Mira on the head. They are so fucking cute.

"A couple months later one of my roommates moved out and Mira moved in. She was my girlfriend after about 2 months of seeing each other. I couldn't stand not being able to claim her as mine every time she shed talk about Poetry."

"Sounds like someone is a big fan of poetry. I might just have some recommendations for you two," I smiled.

"So How long was it before Copia moved in?"

"Well, Copia and Sandra moved in here together, about a year after Mira moved in. Sandra was radio show host for 32.1 Mirror, a horror podcast radio talk show.," Netarute started.

Mira nodded, "Copia and Mira where together about 6 months before they came here. We met Copia at one of those fancy parties Neta's father throws sometimes. And I didn't know at the time that Celebrities show up for Neta's dad but now I know.

But anyways Neta's dad invited her and she invited me. We were up on the dance floor in a specific hotel whose name escapes me, and we saw Copia there grind with this other person on the dance floor. She looked majestic as fuck so Neta and I decided to tag team her."

Netarute slipped in her chair as she belly laughed, wrapping her arms around her midsection, "Why did you have to make it sound like that? We didn't gang bang her, we just-," she finally caught her breath.

"We just, trapped her between us."

Mira roared in amusement, "Is that what you call her face between your breasts?" I couldn't help but chuckle along with them and flush, as my eyes did not miss a beat flickering to Netas' chest.

"Okay Fine fine it is what it sounds like. Except more consensual."

"Yes we all had a consensual threesome in the Netas' hotel room and stayed up all night shouting at each other about who was the most attractive in some movie -" Mira commented her opinion.

I laughed, "Really yawl stayed up all night talking about brad pit, he is so old. " I faked gagged.

"I agree with Mira, Will Smith is better." Netarute stood and put both hands on the table. "How dare you! Out out out of our house. We don't take non believers here."

"Aww and here I thought you'd take non believers and punish them in hopes they might have a change of heart instead on leaving them out to died on those cold hard steps you have out there."

"Oh you bring up a good point. Follow me." I followed her lead and stood up, taking my empty plate to the sink.

"I'm thinking pjs and a movie. But I really wanna watch 'She's Gotta have it'." Mira seriously sounded. I laughed, watching the expression of horror shoot across Netarute's face.

"Hell. No." Netarute wasn't budging on this. Nola would not be on the agenda for the evening.

"Netarute, come on. I love 'She's gotta have it', its like the first tv show to center on non monogamy and black lives all in one." I pouted.

"Yeah!" Mira pouted with me. She ditched Netarute on her side of the table and rushed to my side, clinging to my waist. I would imagine us like lost and sad puppies in a box. Give us what we want, you know you want to.

"Nothing. I have nothing against the show and what it stands for but there are so many male grunts." Netarute clarified.

I quickly looked locked eyes with Netarute, disregarding my pouting. "You don't like male grunts? But they are so deep and sexy, especially when they come from someone like Greer. " I said dreamily replaying the images of Greer ass behind my eyelids.

"Oh my gosh, you better not be telling me you like Greer, he maybe hot but he is super arrogant." Her nose scrunched in disgust. and her arms crossed her chest. We moved to the living room.

" I might fuck someone with his personality, but I would never date someone like Greer. You know, I feel his arrogance to give me something good in bed. "

"Oh well you don't have to worry about that anymore, I think we can do better, a lot better. Remember you got three of us. "Mira stepped her way in front of me, threading her arms between my arms to wrap around my waist pulling my body to her.

"Well, " I tapped my finger against my jaw,

"If one of you could give me a really good dick down. I guess I have nothing to miss. Now would I?" My eyes landed on Netarute first and then Mira before I smirked.

" Hmm I think I'll we both can do better than monsieur Greer,"

"Then I'll be waiting" I grinned smugly, knowing my knees have already gone weak. I was definitely waiting till Mira nudged me to move. Knowing Id look dumb. "So movie in twenty minutes?" Mira asked

"Sounds good to me," Netarute came around the table to gave Mira a quick kiss on the lips.

Netarute waited for me while I quickly packed up the leftovers and scribbled a little note for Copia on the fridge, telling her to help herself. We went up the stairs.

"See yawl in a sec," I slipped into my room and pulled out some clothes to relax in.

It was hot as heaven outside and I was grateful Netarute had the AC in the house on. I grabbed a pair of socks, a clean pair of underwear, a pair of gray fitting shorts and my favorite black shirt with a blue galaxy on the front. It was two sizes too big and ended at my upper thigh. I dug up a washcloth and my toothbrush and walked to the bathroom.

Out in the hall I laughed to myself, listening to Mira humming loudly. I arrived at the bathroom on Miras' shared floor that I only noticed now it was all decked out in white and soft pink. It reminded me of cotton candy and I really didn't want to be swimming in cotton candy.