Dressed in Clover: Part 2: Due Bocconcini

By Jilla Lavalle

In Part 2 of Dressed in Clover, Becky and I must decide whether our love for Mark (whom we met six months ago) could ever compete with our love for each other (which has growing over six years) or if we’re better off just the two of us.
As we attempt to figure out our true feelings for each other, the trio is further tested at large family gatherings. We continue to introduce our “trio” to friends and extended family as we try to gain their approval.
Romantic dates and erotic emprises await Mark, Becky, and me in the continuation of the Dressed in Clover series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jilla Lavalle
• Release date: Sep 13, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005100551

Jilla Lavalle

Jilla Lavalle lives in a small city in southern Wisconsin with the Love of her life. She started writing with an autobiography that covers a critical juncture in her life, but is expanding into writing fiction, mostly romance novels. Follow her on Twitter @JillaLavalle

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Dressed in Clover

Part 2: Due Bocconcini

by Jilla Lavalle

Published by Jilla Lavalle

Copyright 2022

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1 (starts May 19, 2021)

Chapter 2 (starts May 25, 2021)

Chapter 3 (starts May 31, 2021)

Chapter 4 (starts June 6, 2021)

Chapter 5 (starts June 14, 2021)

Chapter 6 (starts June 23, 2021)

Chapter 7 (starts June 29, 2021)

Chapter 8 (starts July 9, 2021)

Chapter 9 (starts July 23, 2021)

Chapter 10 (starts August 6, 2021)

Chapter 11 (starts August 20, 2021)

Chapter 12 (starts August 29, 2021)

Chapter 13 (starts September 15, 2021)

Acknowledgements

Chapter 1 (starts May 19, 2021)

We get home. I park the car. Becky makes the sign of the cross as we head up the stairs. We go into our apartment.

Becky: Hello.

Me: Hello.

Mark had been sitting on the sofa. He was watching the Brewers game. He gets up.

Mark: Hi. How was dinner?

Becky: It was good.

Mark: How’s Aunt Trish?

Me: She’s fine. She just wanted to talk girl stuff.

Becky: We’re considering meeting for dinner like this once a month.

Mark: Oh, nice.

Me: She had a couple suggestions.

Becky: She thinks we should rotate sleeping positions in the bed each night, who is in the middle, who is on each side.

Me: I think it’s a good idea.

Mark: We can give it a try.

Becky and I walk around the sofa. We sandwich Mark in a hug. We all sit down on the sofa, Mark in the middle. Becky and I lean against Mark’s shoulders. I feel like I should be repentant. Mark must have known something was up. He didn’t know what. He didn’t know the gravity of the situation. We finish watching the Brewers game.

After the game, we go to the bedroom. Mark asks, How do you want to…?

I answer, You can be in the middle tonight. We’ll start the rotation tomorrow night.

Mark agrees.

He lays down in the middle of the bed. I lay down perpendicular to Mark. I pull off his boxers and put my mouth over his cock. Becky gets in the bed on the other side. When she is close, I lift my mouth off Mark’s cock. Instead, I lick up and down his shaft from the side. Becky puts her mouth over the tip of his cock, swirls her tongue around his tip. After a minute or so, Becky and I swap. She licks his shaft while I swirl my tongue around his tip. Every couple minutes, we swap.

On the fifth iteration, Mark cums in my mouth. I keep my mouth over his cock, making sure I don’t lose a drop. About halfway through, I take my mouth off his cock to let Becky get the rest. Becky sucks every last drop of cum out of Mark.

Becky and I kiss each other with our mouths full of cum. Then we turn towards Mark. I grab Becky’s left butt cheek. We show Mark our mouths full of cum. We swallow, then show Mark our empty mouths.

He tells us, I love you.

I say, I love you.

Becky echoes, I love you.

Becky and I lay down. We both rest our heads on (opposite sides of) Mark’s chest.

Wednesday (May 19) morning, on the way to work, I listen to random songs from my normal playlist. For the first time since before Mother’s Day, I don’t listen to Sofia.

Just hearing my aunt’s advice makes me feel better. My mind isn’t racing. I don’t feel the resentment towards Mark that I had felt since the 10th. I don’t know what our decision will end up being, but I think we’ll know that it’s the right one when we get there.

Wednesday, after we get home from work, but before dinner...

Me: Hey Mark.

Mark: Yes.

Me: My aunt also suggested that each pair of us go on dates.

Becky: She did.

Mark: Ohhhhkay.

Me (to Mark): You and I would go on a date. You and Becky would go on a date. Becky and I would go on a date.

Becky: She wants us to do three iterations of this.

Me: She thinks it will help.

Becky: We think it’s a good idea.

Mark: Ok. (slight pause) So um, (slight pause) how do we…

Me: Mark, would you like to go out with me on Friday?

Mark: Surrrrre.

Becky: Mark, would you like to go out with me on Saturday?

Mark: Ok.

Me: Hey Becky, do you want to go out with me on Monday?

Becky: Absolutely!

Me: Is that ok with you Mark?

Mark: Yeah, it’s fine. (pause) I’ll pick out places to go for my dates with each of you.

Me: Cool. I’ll pick somewhere for us, Becky.

Becky: Ok.

Me: I’m going to let my aunt know I’m available to watch Mike and Kate on Saturday.

Becky: Ok. Aunt Trish also kind of indicated maybe Leigh would like a visit from her favorite uncle, which would give Chris and Kim an evening to themselves.

Mark (chuckles): Maybe on the second round.

Becky: Ok.

Me: I think this will be good.

Becky: Yeah.

Later Wednesday night, I get into bed first. I lay on my side. I pull my legs up close to my head. I leave my ass barely hanging off the side of the bed. I tell Becky, Put your back up against mine. She gets in bed, lays on her side facing in the opposite direction. She pulls her legs up close to her head, and then backs up so our ass cheeks are barely touching each other. I tell Mark, Ok, alternate.

He sticks his cock in my ass first, then pulls it all the way out. Then he puts his cock in Becky’s ass, then pulls it all the way out. He puts his cock back in my ass, then in Becky’s ass. He keeps alternating between my ass and Becky’s ass. Every time he reinserts his cock in my ass, I gasp. Every time he reinserts his cock into Becky’s ass, she moans with pleasure.

I start to orgasm. Becky’s orgasm starts just after mine. The next time he puts his cock in my ass, he pauses for a second and blasts some cum into me. My orgasm deepens. Then he pulls out, puts his cock in Becky’s ass, pauses for a second, and blasts some cum into her. Her orgasm deepens. There had to be at least 30 blasts of cum like that into each of us.

When we’re done, I spin around, kneel on the bed, and kiss Mark. Becky kneels behind me, reaching around me to caress my boobs. I pull back from the kiss, lay down on my stomach, and put my mouth over Mark’s cock. Becky now kisses Mark. I rub my fingers side to side at the base of his shaft as he thrusts his cock in my mouth. He starts to cum in my mouth. I suck his cock until I get every last drop of cum.

I kneel back up. I kiss Becky, sharing Mark’s cum with her. We pull back from the kiss. We open our mouths to show Mark that they’re filled with his cum. While looking into Mark’s eyes, we swallow his cum.

I say, I love you.

Becky echoes, I love you.

We show Mark our empty mouths. Mark smiles and says, I love you.

I lay down on the right side of the bed, facing the middle. Becky lays down in the middle of the bed, facing me. Mark lays down on her other side and spoons her. I put my right arm over Becky and rest my hand on Mark’s back.

In the morning, for the most part we were lying as we were when we fell asleep. Before any of us got moving, I reach my arm around Becky to grab Mark’s cock. I align his cock with her ass. I then grab Mark’s butt and pull towards me. His cock slides into Becky’s ass. She moans with pleasure. I kiss Becky while Mark is thrusting his cock in her ass. She starts rubbing my clit.

She starts to orgasm. My orgasm starts just after. Mark cums deep in her ass. Becky pulls from the kiss so she can scream with pleasure.

After our orgasms subside, Mark and I let her out so that she can go shower. I kiss him for a minute or two. Then I spin around and start sucking his cock. He pulls my left leg to the other side of him. He starts licking my pussy and fingering my ass. I start to orgasm. He cums in my mouth.

After my orgasm subsides and I’ve gotten all the cum I can from Mark, I get up. As I walk backwards to the bedroom door, I wink at him. I get in the bathroom as Becky is getting out of the shower. I kiss her, sharing Mark’s cum that was in my mouth.

We turn as we kiss. We pull back from the kiss and I walk backwards towards the shower. We look into each other’s eyes as we swallow Mark’s cum. We say, I love you, to each other simultaneously.

I take my shower and finish getting ready for work. As we’re about to head out the door, I kiss Mark, say, Thank you for breakfast. I love you.

Mark says, Thank you, I love you.

Becky kisses Mark. She says, Thank you for breakfast. I love you.

Mark says I love you.

I explain, I shared my breakfast with Becky.

Becky tells me, Thank you for sharing. I love you.

I tell her, I love you.

Thursday at work, I texted my aunt to let her know that I’m available on Saturday to visit with Mike and Kate. After a few texts back and forth, I’m going to get there at 6 p.m. on Saturday.

Also, I went through the long list of songs in my playlists, looking for one I can easily (but strongly) associate with Mark. I find one that I know well, every word. I think it will work great. I listen to it once on my way home from work.

Thursday evening, Mark is already home when I get home from work, but Becky is not. He is sitting on the sofa. I queue up a song on my phone. I walk up to him. I hold out my hand towards him. He stands up. I pull him over to a spot with a little more room. I press play on my phone. The song starts with an intentional ten second delay. The song is Reasons to Love You by Meiko. When it starts, we slow dance to it in the middle of the family room. I sing to Mark as we dance. We look deep into each other’s eyes. His lips are a couple inches from mine.

As the song ends, the gap between our lips closes to nothing. We kiss each other. We hold each in the kiss, not letting the other out of the kiss. I feel the effect in my heartbeat. I grab his hand, place his hand against my chest, slightly above my boobs, so that he can feel his effect on my heartbeat. I pull back from the kiss, slide his hand onto my boob, and kiss him again.

We pull back from the kiss maybe two inches. We both say, I love you, and kiss each other again.

I tell him, I’m looking forward to tomorrow.

Mark says, I am too.

Becky comes home shortly after. She greets each of us with a kiss. It’s a normal quiet Thursday. We watch the Red Sox game. When we go to bed, I lay in the middle. Becky is on the left. We face each other. Mark is on my right. He spoons me as Becky, and I let our legs intertwine. She puts her arm around me.

Friday (May 21) morning, Becky gets up to take her shower. I roll away from Mark. I push him onto his back. Then I roll back towards him and on top of him. I kneel up, straddling him. I lower my pussy onto his cock and start riding him. I adjust to get his cock hitting a different spot in my pussy. He reaches his hands halfway towards me. I grab his hands, our fingers intertwine. I use my arms with his as leverage to find and keep a rhythm.

I start to orgasm. He cums inside my pussy. The feeling of his cum inside me deepens my orgasm. We keep the orgasm going for a few minutes, but we have work today. I lean forward to kiss him, then roll off.

He tells me, I love you.

I say, I love you and then as Becky walks in the bedroom to get dressed I tell her, I love you, too.

She says, I love you.

I take my shower. Based on what I hear while I’m in the shower, Becky has her fun with Mark too. We get ready for work. I barely make it to work on time again today.

On the way home from work Friday, I listen to Reasons to Love You but only once. I get home and go into the bedroom. Mark is in there getting ready. I pull a dark green sundress (that matches his shirt) from the closet and ask him, Is this appropriate for where we’re going?

He tells me, That’s perfect. I get dressed.

Before we head out, we talk to Becky.

Me: What are your plans for this evening?

Becky: Watch the Bruins game. Watch the Sox. Finish a book. I might message Tori later, let her know about our trio. I might also message Samantha.

Me: Wait, Tori from college?

Becky: Yeah, I haven’t talked to her in a while. The more people that know about the trio, the more support we have.

While I agree with having support, Becky is assuming that we’ll want to continue the trio after the three cycles of dates.

Mark: Is Samantha someone else from college?

Becky: No, Samantha, Kevin’s girlfriend. She asked to have an ongoing group text with Jilla and me. She seemed really nice.

Mark: Ok.

Becky: Jilla, do you want me to use the group text, or should I just text her?

Me: Either way. If you use the group text, I’ll probably mute notifications from that for a few hours and catch up on it tomorrow.

Becky: Ok.

Me (to Becky): I love you.

Mark (to Becky): I love you.

Becky: I love you. You kids have fun.

Mark and I head out. We get in Mark’s car. He starts driving.

Me: For as many times as I’ve been in this car, I think this is the first time I’m riding shotgun.

Mark: Usually one of us drives and the other two sit in the back.

Me: Hmm, my dad has ridden shotgun in here more than I have.

Mark: I think you’re right.

Me: So this is our first date, just the two of us.

Mark: Yeah, it’s weird because we’ve been together for months.

Me: Yeah.

Mark: Like I already know so much about you, so I can’t ask those questions.

Me: I already know a lot about you.

Mark: ... but it’s still a first for us.

Me: Yeah.

Mark: You’ve probably already heard the line, Jilla, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.

Me: I have heard that many times, but it’s a good line. (pause) ...but not good enough to get you into bed with me.

Mark: Well, you probably wouldn’t sleep with a guy on the first date anyway.

Me: No, I wouldn’t. (slight pause) ...but the morning before the first date, that’s fair game.

Mark (chuckles): Good to know.

Me: So where are we going?

Mark: Madison. I know the places around there, and you probably haven’t been to many of them.

Me: Ok. Yeah, you’re right.

Mark: I was considering your hometown, but…

Me: Yeah, I’ve been on that date before. Maybe *I* will take *you* there sometime.

Mark: Usually on a first date, I’m not sure what the girl likes on a date. I know exactly what you want.

Me: You do?

Mark: Yeah.

Me: Well, I’m not going to do that while you’re driving. I don’t want us to get into an accident.

Mark looks over at me. I smile at him. I tell him, Eyes on the road.

I tell him about my childhood. He tells me about his. I try to avoid talking about Becky, which is difficult because she’s such a huge part of my life (and his).

However, at one point, I decide it is fair to mention her. We are on the highway about two-thirds of the way to Madison. As we’re passing one of the exits, Mark points to the exit sign...

Mark: I’ll never take you on a date there.

Me: Why not?

Mark: It’s a nice little town, but that’s where Jodie lives.

Me: Who?

Mark: Oh um, the girl who must not be named.

Me: Oh, ohhhh. (slight pause) but you mentioned her.

Mark: Sorry, I was trying to think of what to call her, and I was driving and… (slight pause) It won’t happen again.

Me: It’s ok. She still has you upset?

Mark: Not so much anymore.

Me: ...but you don’t want to run into her?

Mark: Right.

Me: Come on, it could be fun. We could go there. Becky and I could take turns making out with you. Then one of us can go up to her, or someone sitting near her and say how wonderful you are, how great you are in bed, how both of us are lucky to have you as a boyfriend.

Mark: While that sounds nice, I’d still rather avoid her.

Me: Ok. (pause) I won’t talk about her again. (pause) I’m also trying to avoid talking about Becky tonight, since this date is about you and me.

Mark: Ok.

After a few minutes, he starts telling me about his prior girlfriends. He had told all this to Becky, and she had given me a blanket summary, but this is more detail. I also tell him about my high school boyfriends other than Scott. He knows about Scott. It may seem odd to talk about old boyfriends and girlfriends at this point, but Becky and Mark had that conversation already, and Becky and I certainly had that conversation, but Mark and I never had this conversation before now. I just accepted Becky’s summary of it. This is sort of a way of making Mark-Jilla not based on Becky.

We get into Madison. He takes me to a French restaurant called L'Etoile. I feel a bit underdressed, but it’s ok. The food is delicious. We talk about his extended family. We talk about my extended family, many of whom he will probably meet at Laura’s wedding. I tell him what to look out for there.

While the dessert menu looks interesting, Mark tells me we’re going for dessert later. I tease him, …and what do you think is dessert?

He answers, Ice cream.

I tease further, With some special sauce on top?

He smiles and says, If that’s what you want.

I let him know, I’m normally not this suggestive on a first date, but well, we’ve already done everything.

Mark says, I know.

After dinner, Mark drives us first to an ice cream shop. We get a turtle sundae to go. He then drives us to a lake beach about five miles north of the restaurant. We sit on the beach and watch the sunset together while sharing the sundae. I feed Mark and he feeds me. After we finish the sundae, I lean against him.

After the sun dips below the horizon, Mark has me stand up. He places earbuds in my ears and his ears. He hits the play button on his phone. Reasons to Love You starts playing and we start dancing. I hadn’t told him the name of the song or who sings it. We dance barefoot on the beach at sunset.

As the song ends, we kiss each other. He says, I love you.

I tell him, I love you.

We take the earbuds out. Mark puts them back in the case in his pocket. We sit back down on the beach. I lean on his shoulder.

Me: I don’t normally profess my love on a first date.

Mark: Neither do I, but this isn’t exactly a first date.

Me: True, (slight pause) but I don’t normally profess love. (slight pause) Well, I mean, there aren’t many people that I have professed love to (slight pause) in a romantic sense. You know what I mean.

Mark: How many?

Me: You’re the third.

Mark: I know who the other two are.

Me: Yes, you do. How about you?

Mark: Four.

Me: (slight pause) I know who. (pause) So you found that song?

Mark: I just searched the lyrics. It was easy. I will never forget that moment.

Me: I won’t forget it either. (slight pause) I’m looking for more songs for us.

Mark: For the trio or for just you and me?

Me: Actually both.

Mark: Me too. (long pause)

Me: Did you listen to any other of Meiko’s songs?

Mark: Yeah.

Me: Many of her songs are quite not my normal genre of music, but I like them, especially the older ones. Boys With Girlfriends is my favorite of hers. It’s practically an alternative song, but that’s not quite fitting for us.

Mark: Not quite. Yeah, I remember listening to that one earlier today.

Me: Reasons to Love You fits a little better.

Mark: Plus, it’s good to dance to.

Me: Yeah. (pause) Apparently once, she performed it at someone’s wedding for their first dance.

Mark: Wow.

Me: I forget whether she said she knew the couple. (pause) She has a great voice.

Mark: You have a great voice too.

I sit up straight. I look over at him. After a pause, I say, Ok. Then I stand up and reach my hand towards him, indicating that he should stand. He stands up.

I put my arms around his neck and start tapping a beat with my fingers. When I think I have the beat right, I start singing Reasons to Love You (and we start dancing). We don’t have the earbuds in. There’s no music. I try to pronounce the words the exact way that Meiko pronounces them. I sing the entire song a cappella to Mark as we dance barefoot on the beach in the twilight, as we stare into each other’s eyes, our lips a few inches from each other. After I finish singing, the distance between our lips closes to nothing and we kiss. I realize that I just experienced a perfect moment.

Mark says, I love you.

I tell him, I love you. We kiss each other again.

As we walk back to the parking lot, we walk by an old couple sitting on a park bench. My guess is they were in their early 80s. The lady says, That was beautiful, your dancing, your singing, your kiss.

The man chimes in, She wanted to leave fifteen minutes ago. I told her to wait, and then he says to the lady, Aren’t you glad we waited?

She says, Yes, I’m glad we waited. It’s great to see a young couple in love.

Part of me wants to explain how we are two-thirds of a trio, but instead we just say, Thank you.

When we get back to the car, I tell Mark I didn’t realize we had an audience. They were cute though.

Mark drives us to a brewpub on the east end of downtown Madison. I start with a chocolate doppelbock. Mark gets an imperial stout. I have a sip of his beer. He tries a sip of mine. When I finish mine, I ask, Could I get another?

Mark says, Sure. I’m going to only have one, but if you get something different, can I taste a sip?

I tell him Of course. For my second beer, I get a shoofly pie porter. It was a bit on the sweet side, but very good.

After the brewpub, we get in the car. We start heading home, but Mark doesn’t take the highway. About halfway, Mark tells me, Watching sunset by the lake is nice, but near here is better for stargazing. Less light pollution.

I say, Ok, let’s do it, in agreement.

Mark seems a little surprised. I’m not sure stargazing was intended to be a suggestion. Nonetheless, a little further up, he turns off the main road. We go down that road for a couple miles. He turns down another road. He stops on the side of the road, between two farm fields.

He gets out of the car, so I get out too. He gets a blanket from his trunk, throws it on the roof. He tells me, Come on. I’ll help you up. He picks me up at my lower legs, lifts me up high. All I have to do is lean forward onto the roof of his car. I lift my right leg onto the roof and he lets go of my left leg so I could get completely on the roof. He climbs up onto the roof by way of the hood and windshield. He straightens out the blanket. He folds the end over a few times to act like a pillow. We lie down on the blanket and look up at the stars. I grab his hand, our fingers intertwine.

I tell him, You’re right. You can see a thousand more stars here.

Eventually though, we just turn towards each other. He brushes my hair back with his hand. I tell him, I had a great time tonight. Even in the darkness, I can see his smile. I continue, It’s nice sitting here under the stars, but now I want to see your face in the light.

Mark says, ok. He climbs down and helps me down. He throws the blanket back in the trunk. We get back in the car and continue driving.

I lean over and rest my head on his shoulder. I know it wouldn’t exactly be safe if we were in an accident, but there’s very few cars on the road and he’s a safe driver.

About a minute later though, I sit up. I grab his phone (because it auto connects to his car stereo). I pull up the YouTube app. I tell Mark, "I’m not sure if this is a song for us, but it’s a song for the moment." I put on Liberation by Pet Shop Boys. Then I lean back onto his shoulder. I know every word, but I don’t sing along. I just take in the moment and breathe love. When the song ends, I turn off the car stereo, but I stay leaning on Mark’s shoulder.

I think about the roller coaster of emotions over the past two weeks. How I feel now is closer to how I felt two weeks ago (on the eve of visiting Mark’s parents) than how I felt one week ago. Well, one week ago at this time, I had been passed out drunk. Just Sunday, I was doubting if I really loved Mark at all. Now, my love for him is stronger than ever.

I know my aunt said Becky and I are not supposed to tell each other how these dates go until after the last round, but I don’t think I can hide this. Becky will be able to read my body language. She’s very good at it. I’m not going to put on a false face to try to trick her. It would be very difficult to appear neutral, and I certainly don’t want her to think it was bad. I’m not going to tell her how the date went, but I’m going to let my natural body language show through. She’ll know the date went very well. I trust the woman I love to not let my opinion of Mark affect her opinion of Mark. She wants to follow Aunt Trish’s rules to form a true opinion on if the trio should continue.

Mark and I get home. We get in the door. Becky stands up from the recliner, walks over to us.

She kisses Mark first. She tells Mark, I love you.

Mark says it back, I love you.

Then Becky kisses me. She tells me, I love you.

I tell her, I love you.

Mark turns to me. We kiss each other. I put my arms around his neck. He puts both hands on the back of my head, holding me in the kiss. Eventually we pull back from the kiss. While we’re still inches from each other, I look into his eyes and tell him, I love you.

He’s looking into my eyes when he says, I love you back to me. I give him a quick kiss, then we turn to Becky.

She is smiling. She says, Ok.

Me: How did your evening go?

Becky: It was pretty good, relaxing. I did what I had planned. My teams won. So yeah, it was good.

Me: Good. (pause)

Mark: Don’t you want to know how our evening went?

Me: No, Aunt Trish told us not to tell each other how the dates went until after the third round.

Mark: Ohhhkay.

Me: Anyway, Becky knows how it went.

Becky: I do.

Me: She can read our body language.

Becky: I can.

Mark: Ok.

We go to bed. Mark gets in the middle. Becky gets on the left. I get on the right. I’m facing them but not really touching them. We turn out the lights.

A few minutes later, I say, Oh, I want more dessert! I flip around and put Mark’s cock in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock. He pulls my left leg over his head, starts licking my pussy. I lick up and down his shaft. With my hands I stroke the base of his shaft. When I’m almost to an orgasm, he sticks his thumb in my ass. An intense orgasm starts immediately.