by Morgan Henry
“Flatterer,” Hanna muttered.
“I do like your patio,” Jen added. “It makes you want to relax in the lounge chairs and never leave. Seriously, what would you do with the deck?”
Hanna snuck a look at Mary and Cliff. They were paying attention, but there was a kindness emanating from them that gave her enough confidence to answer. “Well,” she started, “I would get a large table and chairs for the deck, big enough to fit all of you, since your family likes to get together so much. I’d get two of the umbrellas on separate stands to provide shade so you can reposition them depending on the sun. But that’s all I’d put on the deck, because it will take up most of the room. It should be teak or something that is really weatherproof so it can stay outside.”
“That’s a good point,” said Cliff. “The deck is big, but a table big enough for all of us would take up a lot of room. What about the lower patio?”
“A nice outdoor sofa and chairs would look good down there, with a coffee table. And a larger couple of loungers that have the wheels so you can move them to the sun or shade, depending on the day. Nothing in crazy colors, earthy kind of tones would look better with the house. And you can add color in with the planters and gardens.” Hanna was a bit lost in her imagination, thinking about how nice the place could be. Hmm, maybe a bit premature to decide on furnishing the place.
“That sounds nice,” added Tim. “You need to keep her. Or at least hire her to landscape the place.”
Jen elbowed him. “Don’t be an ass. Of course they’re keeping her,” she said with a grin at Hanna.
Hanna smiled back. She hoped they were keeping her. She really wanted to be kept.
Chapter 18
The next two weeks seemed to fly by. Summer at the clinic was the busiest time of year, so she often worked a little late. Hanna was making sure she helped out Karen some as well, though Allan and Xander did an awful lot around the store, and she suspected they were keeping Karen at their place at night. Her garden would have suffered, but Kent and Carter helped her out. She managed to teach them what a weed looked like and also had them making sure the plants for the wedding were watered daily and fed regularly.
With all that was going on, Hanna hadn’t seen her parents in a few weeks. She still spoke to them regularly, and her mom was still pressing her to give details on her “new relationship,” but she didn’t want to tell them over the phone. This was something that should be shared in person. Hence, guilt was still the prevailing emotion when it came to her parents.
When Friday rolled around again, Karen cancelled their dinner and a movie night. They were a bit behind on making ice cream, and she was supervising Allan and Xander. Hanna offered to help but was turned down. That actually made her smile. If Karen were still trying to dodge the men, she would have made sure Hanna came over to run interference.
Since Hanna had the evening free, she decided to call Kent and Carter and asked if they wanted to join her for a movie at her house. She didn’t have the kick ass entertainment system that they had, but she didn’t feel like heading to their place. For some reason, she wanted the comfort of her own home.
Kent and Carter were happy to come to her and offered to pick up Chinese food for dinner on the way. Hanna put in her requests for the menu and the men promised to bring a couple of movies to choose from. Hanna laughed at that. She was sure they were worried her selection of movies was slim. They were right, she didn’t have many. But she knew that most of what she had, they would like. After she hung up, she headed outside to set the table on the patio.
She was watering some of the planters and hanging baskets as the truck pulled up behind her car. Though it had rained last night, the potted plants never seemed to get enough moisture.
Kent and Carter hopped out of the truck and started grabbing bags of food.
“Good Lord, there’s enough to feed ten people here!” Hanna exclaimed.
“We’re hungry,” was Kent’s explanation.
“Besides, who doesn’t like leftover Chinese food the next day?” asked Carter.
Hanna laughed. “I don’t mind it the next day, but I’m not sure I want to eat it for the next two weeks.”
“Don’t worry about that, Kent loves this stuff. He can pack it away like you wouldn’t believe,” assured Carter.
They unloaded all the containers onto the patio table and Hanna went inside and got more serving spoons. The men had brought some beer as well and had one waiting for her when she got back.
They insisted she sit down, and Carter grabbed her plate and loaded it up with her requests. Only when she was looked after did they help themselves. She smiled at the warm feeling that washed over her. Kent and Carter always made her feel so cared for. They seemed to take it as their job to fulfill her simplest needs, like making sure her plate had her favorites on it.
It was nice sitting on the patio. The rain the night before had cooled the air so they were comfortable. Hanna had some mosquito lanterns out, so they were relatively bug free as they enjoyed each other’s company. Carter was right. Kent could consume an amazing amount of Chinese food. Tink was around as usual, insisting on her fair share of attention from each of them. They chatted as they ate, and eventually their talk turned to Karen, Allan, and Xander.
“So, it sounds like Allan and Xander are making some progress,” observed Carter.
“What, with Karen’s store? I’m sure they’ll be fine. It’s nice of them to help her,” replied Hanna.
Kent chuckled. “No, we mean with convincing Karen to be in a ménage with them.”
Hanna blushed. “She told me they weren’t seeing each other, but I got the sense she was softening on that stance.”
“Good,” Carter said, “because they want her for sure. I guess this will be their opportunity to win their woman.”
“Well good luck to them,” said Hanna. “She’s always had her own plans for her life, and I’m not sure Allan and Xander figured in them. I hope she doesn’t just shut them down because they didn’t fit into her five-year plan, though.”
“Well,” drawled Kent, “most people don’t grow up dreaming of a ménage. Did we, or I guess, do we, figure in your plans for the future?”
Hanna hesitated. She didn’t want to hurt her men’s feelings, but wasn’t sure what they were asking her either. She decided to deflect with an attempt at humor. “Why Kent,” she said in a falsetto while batting her eyelashes, “are you asking me to go steady? Do I get to wear your high school jacket?”
He gave a bark of a laugh. “Nice deflection, but we’re serious here. We love you, Hanna, and we want you around for the long haul. Are you thinking about sticking around, or is this a bit more casual for you?” He looked her straight in the eyes, his gaze intense.
Hanna took a deep breath. “This isn’t casual.” She paused. “But I can’t commit to anything more permanent until I tell my parents about you. They need to be okay with us. Your family accepts you, and I need my family, too.”
Carter reached out and cradled her face in one of his hands. “We get that, sweet Hanna,” he said, caressing her. “But it’s hard for us to hang out here in limbo, waiting for you to tell them.”
“You’re right,” she responded, knowing that she hadn’t been fair to her men. “I need to talk to them. I need to stop using the excuse that I’ve been busy, and go and see them face-to-face. I’ll head over to see them on Sunday, okay?”
“Sure, princess,” said Kent. He leaned over and gave her a light kiss on the mouth.
He sounded so relieved. She hadn’t realized how much her men needed to know she had more than casual feelings about them. And she could admit now that she did. She was falling in love with them. She just hoped her parents would, too.
Chapter 19
It was late by the time they cleaned up the remains of their feast from the patio. Carter did the dishes while Kent brought in all the containers of food, and Hanna put them away. Carter liked the way that it felt so right, the three of them work
ing together and enjoying the little things in life. With the three of them, it took no time at all to have the kitchen spotless.
Hanna gave them one of her brilliant smiles as they headed into the living room. “It’s not as fancy as your system, but it’s okay,” she said as they entered the cozy space.
“It’s fine,” said Carter. “I like this room. It’s a reflection of you, comfortable and welcoming.”
“Thanks,” she replied. “What were you two wanting to watch? I do have a few movies here.”
“Hey, Carter, why don’t you look at the movies, while I make things comfy for us,” Kent suggested.
Carter walked over to Hanna’s TV stand and checked out her movie selection. He was happy to find they shared the same tastes, and had a few of the same films. He picked out two and held them up. “Which one?”
“That one,” Hanna and Kent said at the same time, each pointing to the one in his left hand.
“I guess it’s unanimous then,” Carter said as he turned to put the movie in.
Kent had been busy arranging the sofa cushions and various pillows on the floor. He had made a comfortable space for the three of them to sit together for the movie. He pulled Hanna down onto the soft nest and settled her in beside him.
“I have fortune cookies,” he said, producing three of them. “You’re supposed to pick your own to have the fortune come true.”
Carter sat down on the other side of Hanna. “And when you read it out, you have to add ‘in bed’ at the end.”
“What?” Hanna asked with a little laugh.
“I’ll demonstrate,” he responded, grabbing a cookie from Kent. He opened it and pulled out the fortune. “A warm smile is testimony of a generous nature”—he read, waggling his eyebrows—“in bed.”
They all laughed again.
Kent went next. “Plan for many pleasures ahead”—he paused dramatically—“in bed.”
Hanna groaned. “I think you’re making that up.” She grabbed for the piece of paper and read it herself. “Ok, I can’t believe you didn’t make it up.”
“Can’t fight the fortune, princess,” he said smugly. “Your turn.”
Hanna cracked her cookie and read, “Conquer your fears, or they will conquer you, in bed.”
Carter wrapped his arms around her. “Hmm, what do you fear in bed, Hanna?” he asked.
“With the two of you? I can’t think of anything,” she replied, her voice husky.
“Keep talking like that and we won’t get to the movie,” Kent said as he watched them with hungry eyes.
“Who wants to watch a movie?” Hanna asked as she reached over to play with the hem of Kent’s T-shirt.
Carter had been half-erect as they played the fortune cookie game, and watching Hanna play with Kent’s shirt made him instantly hard as a rock. He placed the remote on the side table and forgot about the movie.
He watched Hanna pull Kent’s shirt over his head. She stopped with it half over his head, his eyes covered and his arms trapped. He laughed as she pushed him over onto the cushions while kissing him passionately. Carter loved the way she became uninhibited with them, willing to give as much as she got.
“Give him hell, Hanna,” he said as he stripped his own shirt off.
Kent growled as he fought Hanna off long enough to get rid of the shirt, but by the time he had rid himself of the cotton, she had turned to Carter with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
Carter knew he was grinning like an idiot as Hanna stalked him over the cushions, but he couldn’t help it. She tackled him, and though he could easily have stopped her, he let her push him down. She licked her way down his abdomen and unfastened his jeans. Carter reveled in the sensation of her tongue and the feel of her fine hands on his pants. He saw Kent watching them out of the corner of his eye, Kent’s gaze on Hanna passion filled.
Carter lifted his hips and Hanna slid his jeans and underwear off in one pull. She crawled back up his body, kissing her way up his legs. The sensation of her hot little mouth was unbelievable. The anticipation of it on his cock was just about killing him.
She didn’t disappoint and licked his balls with her talented tongue. She circled them slowly, her tongue forming figure-eights around them. She stabbed her tongue between them, working the root of his cock where it came out of his pelvis. Fuck, it felt amazing. He threw his head back and groaned.
As she sucked on each of his testicles, he snapped his head back to watch her. She looked at him through her lashes as she abandoned his balls and licked her way up his cock. He thought he had never seen anything so sexy as that sultry look she gave him. His heart filled with joy and love as he saw how easily she gave of herself to him and Kent.
“Oh, my sweet Hanna, I love how you do that, but I won’t last if you keep it up,” he said as he pulled her gently off his cock. He sat up and put her on her knees. He slipped her shirt off, enjoying the feel of her soft skin under his hands. He cupped her breasts in his hands, pinching and rolling her nipples through her bra. He loved her tits, they filled his hands nicely, and they were both soft and firm at the same time.
“Ahh, and I love how you do that,” she responded as she arched into his touch.
Carter looked over at Kent. Kent had shucked his jeans as well and was naked and ready for their beautiful woman.
“You’re overdressed, princess,” he said as he crept up behind her.
Kent undid the button of her shorts and slid them off her hips, lifting her up to pull them completely off. Carter was not surprised to see she was still wearing rather plain underwear. He and Kent were planning on having a field day buying her some sexy lingerie. He reached forward and ripped her bra in half between the cups and tossed it aside.
“Hey!” she protested and squeaked again as he ripped off her panties as well.
“We’ll get you more,” he promised. He gave her a wink. “And we’ll enjoy every minute of it.”
Carter gave her a little push, so that she fell backward into Kent’s waiting arms. Carter grabbed her legs and pulled them apart, diving for the treasure between them. He licked her slit in one long slow swipe of his tongue. He was pleased to feel her shudder and hear her groan of pleasure.
He peeked upward to see Kent kissing her and playing with her nipples. The rosy berries on her breasts were getting redder and harder as Kent worked them between his fingers. Carter knew how much she liked her nipples fondled and was not surprised Kent was looking after her.
He turned his full attention to Hanna’s pussy. God, he could never get enough of her taste. There was a spicy richness to her that he loved on his tongue. He used his right hand to open her up more to him so he could lick and suck on her pink inner lips. She wiggled under his ministrations, trying to get him to pay more attention to her clit. He debated torturing her longer, but decided to give in and give her as much pleasure as he could.
Carter flicked her clit with his tongue firmly as he slid two fingers into her heat. He could feel her cunt muscles sucking him inside, inviting him to take his pleasure and give to her in return. He pumped inside her hard and fast, rubbing her g-spot. He could hear her little cries, muffled by Kent’s mouth on hers. He knew she was close, and he gently took her clit between his teeth and sucked.
He was rewarded with her orgasm. She clamped down on his fingers as her body shook. Carter continued to pump slowly in and out of her, licking her clit lightly, drawing out her pleasure as much as possible. He pulled his head away from her sweet pussy and looked at her. She was gorgeous in her climax, her face and breasts flushed and her eyes a little glazed. He watched her nipples slowly soften and her eyes clear. He licked his fingers clean as she watched.
“You are amazing, sweet Hanna,” he said as he crawled up her body and kissed her mouth.
Chapter 20
Hanna could never get over the incredible intensity of her orgasms with the VanLindt men. They never failed to drive her body to heights not experienced before. As her body came down from the dizzying precipice t
hey had sent her over, she felt Carter urging her to turn over.
She acquiesced, happy that this new position put Kent’s cock within easy access of her mouth. Carter placed her on her hands and knees, spreading her legs with his knees as he caressed her back. She loved the feel of his rough hand running down her spine and felt her pussy moisten again.
She leaned down to Kent’s large, hard dick. She inhaled, loving the musky smell of his arousal mingling with his crisp, clean scent. Her tongue flicked out, licking the pearl of pre-cum from his slit. She heard his groan and she felt powerful, happy that she could give them the same pleasure they gave her so willingly.
She began by fondling his balls, rolling them between her fingers, the same way he had rolled her nipples. To her delight, both men trimmed the hair on their balls, leaving them smooth for her tongue. Strangely, though she didn’t like the hair on their testicles in her mouth, she didn’t mind the crisp hair surrounding their cocks.
Hanna flattened her tongue and gave Kent a long lick from the base of his cock to the tip. He “ahhhed” and fisted his fingers in her hair, holding but not controlling. She circled the large purple head of his cock and sucked him down.
As she bobbed up and down on Kent’s cock slowly, she felt Carter start in on her pussy again. His fingers circled her clit and delved inside. He pulled slickness from her cunt and spread it over her anus. Hanna knew he was going to breach her ass with his fingers. Both he and Kent had done so in the past. She knew they were prepping her to take her ass and pussy together. She was a little nervous, but it felt so good when they used their fingers, she was looking forward to it.
She moaned as he slowly passed his finger through the tight sphincter.
“That’s it,” he murmured, and Hanna heard the crinkle of plastic. She thought it was a condom wrapper, so she jumped a bit when she felt some lube hit her anus.