Was this suggested threesome idea alive?

By Thursday, Mark’s body had healed reasonable well, the bruise around his eye was still noticeable but the swelling at had gone down, a big positive for him.

It wasn’t at the top of his mind however.

After what happened on their camping trip, Mark was curious to know if Winter and especially Miranda would live up to their virtual promise of a threesome. Unlike the poor boy from high school who missed out on having more, Mark wanted that happy ending.

With their friendship still intact by Wednesday Night, Mark felt confident of what was to come.

Sitting in the East Hall common room, opposite Matt, Mark jumped out of his seat in a hurry as he saw Miranda, the busty blonde bombshell enter through the doors. He couldn’t have got to her any quicker

“Miranda,” he said, as he began walking along side her as she headed for the staircase, “How’s your day been?”

Ignoring his question, she gave him one of her own, “Is that really what you came rushing to me to ask?”

It didn’t take much brains to know what Mark had on his mind. The girls may have both been tipsy over the weekend, but they sure knew what was said and promised.

“Bit obvious huh?” Mark replied.

“Mhmm,” she hummed, keeping her lips tightly closed as they went upstairs, on their way to her dorm room.

Just getting to the point, Mark asked her straight up, “What do you think about doing something tomorrow night? You, me and Winter? Can go to the movies or dinner or something…”

She half chuckled, finding this reasonably humorous, “You want to fuck us or want to take us out on first dates?”

Miranda had stopped at the front of her dorm room, now facing him for the first time this evening. It was always hard for her eyes to get his attention when she had such low cut tops on all the time.

The blonde made a clicking gesture in his face, “Eyes up here… you didn’t answer my question.”

What else could he do but answer this honestly, “I think you know what I want to do.”

“Tell me… I need to hear it.”

He snuck a look behind him, just confirming that nobody else was in the current area, “I want to fuck you both… at once.”

A smirk escaped her face as she reached inside her tight jeans pocket to pull out her door key. She slipped it inside the hole and turned it, looking back at Mark before actually pushing the door open, “Just hang tight for 24 hours… you’ll get a text when we’re ready.”

Miranda winked back at him before opening her door up, entering and leaving him outside by himself, all with those thoughts of what could happen the following day.

He had an extra spring in his step as he made his way back to his own room.

One more day, he thought to himself, Mark rubbed one out that night thinking of what was to come…