Whisk Together

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Novella (22,000 words)
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Publication date: August 13, 2013
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Deanna, PBS production intern, has a massive crush on the aging, graceful chef Johan Balewa. Her boyfriend, Mark, may be a rising star in the celebrity chef world, but he’s limp and uninspired in the bedroom. When Deanna introduces Mark to Johan during a weekend foodie convention in Los Angeles, Deanna finds herself at the epicenter of a tasty menage a trois, amidst roiling violence and the celebrity scene of LA. (M/M/F)

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The answer came to her with breathtaking clarity. She wanted both men. Deanna bit her lip, twitching at the thought. There were so many problems with the scenario it wasn’t even funny. Could she… smooth things over so that it would be okay? She didn’t know. It seemed absurd. What would people say? Well, why did anyone else need to know? This was just a random weekend in LA, right? Not part of her everyday life, or even the larger conversation she and Mark hadn’t yet had regarding their relationship. She was such a slut to consider doing something like this, yet her body positively ached to try it. Deanna realized that if she didn’t do anything, she and Mark were through anyway. Their bed death was death. She wanted something out of this even if it all went wrong.

Deanna hid her sudden confusion and fear by taking a sip of tea, keeping the steaming mug hovering near her face. Mark and Balewa both looked like men who wanted to jump one another as soon as it was feasible to do so. When she wasn’t in the room, say? Deanna’s breath grew faster. Was she losing Mark? Considering that she’d considered cheating on him in this very room, her fear felt misplaced. What did she really want, here?

The answer came to her with breathtaking clarity. She wanted both men. Deanna bit her lip, twitching at the thought. There were so many problems with the scenario it wasn’t even funny. Could she… smooth things over so that it would be okay? She didn’t know. It seemed absurd. What would people say? Well, why did anyone else need to know? This was just a random weekend in LA, right? Not part of her everyday life, or even the larger conversation she and Mark hadn’t yet had regarding their relationship. She was such a slut to consider doing something like this, yet her body positively ached to try it. Deanna realized that if she didn’t do anything, she and Mark were through anyway. Their bed death was death. She wanted something out of this even if it all went wrong.

The conversation, she realized, had ground down to silence. Mark was staring at the floor: a thousand-mile stare. He looked vaguely trapped and uncomfortable. Trapped by this imposed social obligation… or by his unmet desires? Balewa sipped tea, his body still spread gracefully over the couch. He met her eye: his self assurance was such that she relaxed instantly at his expression. His lip twitched upwards, and he cast an eye on Mark. She, too, looked at Mark.

For the first time in her life, Deanna made a decision without checking in with her brain. Her clit was in control. She stood and set her tea down on the nearest surface. Both men stared as Deanna positioned herself between them, nudging the small coffee table aside with her shins. “I want to try something,” she said, offering a hand to Mark.

He blinked. “Deanna, what…”

She shot him an intent look. He hesitated, then took her hand. She pulled him to his feet, drew him in and kissed him fiercely, deeply. He made noises in protest but she didn’t let go. Not yet. There was a crash as his mug fell to the floor. Let it go, she thought. It wasn’t their carpet. They could make a mess in here if they wanted to. They could try something new.

Deanna released Mark’s lips, though she still held his hand tightly. She turned to Balewa—who had risen to his feet, his eyes wide—and held out her hand.

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