Diet Another Day

as Hunter spewed forth military lingo and Damien interjected memorable incidents of helicopters missing the landing sites.
    "So what did you guys do on your down time, in between heroic adventures?"
    Hunter said, "Watched porn videos."
    Damien seemed to grin.
    "And waited for female airmen to fly in and console your neglected members?"
    "No female pilots on that mission."
    "So you guys are gay. That explains a lot."
    Damien snapped, "No. Not at all. We love breasts and vaginas."
    My, isn't he formal . "So you guys watched close ups of women doing men and other women, and then what?"
    A knock on the door sent Hunter to answer, wrapping the bedspread around him as he left.
    Damien kissed her. Not a gentle friendly kiss, but full-on explosive tongue action. This talk was evidently turning him on. He moaned as both hands worked her breasts, kneading them and rubbing the nipples roughly with his thumbs.
    Oh, yeah . This was just the kind of lovemaking Jessica liked. But wait, he was kissing her other lips, too. But how could that be?
    She reached her hand down and felt Hunter's hair. She tried to pull away and sit up, but the men held their ground. Held her down. Damien took both of her wrists in one hand and held them over her head as he kissed her deeper.
    She alternated concentrating on her mouth and her writhing lower half. Too many sensations. Delicious sensations. As Hunter flicked his tongue, serpent like, down below, she was embarrassed to smell her juices. Damien pulled both nipples into one hand and rubbed them vigorously as he continued to devour her mouth. Once Hunter switched from flicking to sucking, she knew the point of no return had arrived. Squeezing his head between her thighs, she bucked as she rode her wave to nirvana. Damien pulled away to hear the scream as he suckled and lightly bit a nipple.
    Jessica opened her eyes and wiggled away from them. The clouds had passed by the moon, for she could see her lovers. Gods. "I may be dreaming, but don't wake me yet."
    Damien said, "We won't wake you, baby. We're going to rock you all night long."
    He looked a lot like Hunter, only a little younger. Same military 'do and coloring. Nice cleft chin. Cary Grant-ish. Her eyes dropped across his broad shoulders. She lightly touched his bare chest and ran her hands down his six pack, stopping just above his erection. Gazing over at Hunter, he too stood at attention. She looked back and forth, marveling at the comparison. Damien was longer and straighter with his vein throbbing on top. Hunter was an inch shy, but he made up for it in girth.
    She'd had a ten incher before. It didn't fit her. These guys looked like they were seven and eight. She closed her legs as she sat up. "The ice cream is melting."
    Damien fetched a banana split with a crisp biscotti garnish. He handed it to her and she dove in. Between bites she asked, "So tell me what you'd do when you'd watch those girls with the implants do lesi things to each other. You guys like watching that, don't you?"
    Hunter said, "Yeah, of course. It's only natural."
    Jessica pulled a long banana half out of the glass bowl and licked it from tip to tip. "Show me what you guys did."
    * * *
    Hunter's hopes plummeted. Great. Busted. Caught. Need to come up with a plausible way to get out of this. He looked over at Damien, who had retrieved the magnum of champagne and was propped up on pillows next to Jessica. He wouldn't meet Hunter's eyes.
    "All right. So we didn't watch porn videos and jerk off."
    Jessica giggled. "So you guys are just as vanilla as me. Touché."
    Damien swallowed a big gulp and drizzled one drop onto Jessica's arm. He licked it and said, "So we're inexperienced in menageries. But you've got to admit, darling, we're pretty quick studies."
    "So were you even in the Air Force at all?"
    Damien replied, "Navy."
    Hunter added, "Yes, we really did spend a tour of duty at the base of a glacier. We're physicians. Treated a lot of frostbite."
    Jessica set the bowl of ice cream on a nightstand. Hunter took it out to the living room, put it on the cart, and detoured to the bathroom. He returned to find Damien taking Jessica's pulse.
    "What are you doing?"
    Jessica said, "Playing doctor. If you guys really are doctors , no sense in passing up a free check-up."
    "I'm glad we've got that out in the open."
    "Hunh?" Jessica giggled as Damien placed two fingers on the artery inside her thigh.
    Hunter said, "We're researching weight loss."
    "So you just happened to