In the bedroom they shared, Lori changed into something more suitable than the sloppy, button-down shirt and cutoff jean shorts she’d been wearing all day. As she dressed, Jack and Brandt retreated to the en suite bathroom, leaving the door open while they stripped down to shower. Despite the way they argued at times, Lori loved how her men were together—watching them was like having a front row seat at a two-man cabaret revue. They moved around each other with such understated grace as they undressed, a private strip-tease put on just for her benefit. There was modesty among them, and once she pulled on her jeans, she sat on the end of their bed to watch the show.
Jack’s body was lean and sinewy, his arms and legs and chest covered in fine, dark hair. His long c**k always seemed to be se
