Customer Satisfaction

by Cheryl Dragon

  “I wasn’t blaming you. Most people don’t live in group relationships. I’ve never had a long-term relationship with a woman and neither has Fisher. He handled it badly, but maybe we just need a little time apart?” Byron hated to see her upset and angry with him.

  “You two didn’t waste any time hopping onto new guys.” She wagged a finger at Fisher and Byron. “You didn’t talk to me. It was just over. I deserved better than that.”

  “Don’t blame Byron. He never cheated on you. Lizzie, you deserve better. I’m sorry I screwed it up.” Fisher looked at the ground.

  “That’s true, at least he didn’t cheat. Neither of you handled it right. I came to the Stingers to stop thinking and sulking about you two. Now I’m glad. I don’t want the Stingers to get hurt by you either.” She stared at Fisher. “What was the problem?”

  “It’s not you. I love you. I didn’t know how to explain things.” Fisher scrubbed his hands over his face. “Kick me out of the group. Go ahead. You four will be happier without me. I want you to be happy. I screwed up, and I don’t have a good or simple explanation.”

  “No, wait. Maybe you wanted more than the trio. I don’t agree with how you expressed it, but more people might be the answer. Just know I’m not going to be so trusting and open. Cajun girls can be tough when they need to be.” Lizzie dusted off the seat of her pants. “What now?”

  That was the question on Byron’s mind. He needed attention. Going from two people and very regular sex to starting over, he missed the closeness and release. He and Luke hadn’t gotten too deep into anything yet.

  “We can go back to the farm. Plenty of room and a little wine?” Damon suggested.

  “Lizzie’s not going to be with four guys.” Fisher met Byron’s eyes and stopped talking.

  “I won’t? Who are you to jump to conclusions about what I will and won’t do? I’ve slept with all of you. Plus I want to watch some man-on-man fun as well. Why does everyone act as if I’m a sweet little prude? You know it’s not true. I can separate sex and love if I’m in the mood.” She headed for the car with the brothers on either side of her.

  Byron wanted to play but also felt the spark of competition. Before, it was him and Fisher in a relationship and sharing a woman together. Add in the Stinger brothers who started off dating separate men, and things were complicated. Byron didn’t believe Fisher would admit to a group relationship to his family any more now than before. Personally, he believed that was what spurred Fisher to cheat. It wasn’t Lizzie’s fault Fisher was scared to face reality. Somehow, though, she believed they weren’t totally evil jerks or she wouldn’t be hanging around.

  If Fisher had balls, they’d never have hurt her. Now they’d be sharing the woman they loved—nothing would convince Byron that Fisher didn’t love wither—with two more men. Hot men they knew and cared about—and certainly Byron wanted to enjoy the brothers as well—but things suddenly were far more complicated. Yet Lizzie acted as though she wanted it.

  * * * *

  Lizzie led the way into Luke’s bedroom, shedding her clothing as she went. They weren’t going to ruin her fantasy night. Damon was undressing as well. Byron finally joined in, and Fisher wouldn’t be outdone.

  When Luke’s gaze met hers, she knew she’d have a good time.

  “You don’t think you get to be in charge, do you?” Luke lifted her naked form onto the bed.

  She went for the drawer where the brothers had gone earlier and pulled out plenty of condoms and lube packets. “Not at all. That’s the fun.”

  Byron started undressing Luke, and Lizzie stared at all the men. Damon kissed Fisher and helped him out of his clothes while Fisher stroked Damon’s cock. Clearly things might be tense between Fisher and Byron, but Lizzie saw the potential.

  “Maybe this is the way it’s supposed to be? Fisher finding Damon was step one. He should’ve come to us, but I think it can work out.” Lizzie nodded at Byron.

  “You’re always looking at the positive.” Byron knelt on the bed and kissed her calf.

  “I missed you both. This could be great, if we try.” She teased his cock with her toes.

  “She might need more than two, considering how much she likes it.” Luke rubbed her pussy.

  Moaning, she lifted for more. She grinned at Luke’s surprised expression. He didn’t think she’d be wet already? “Don’t tease!” she gasped.

  Luke grabbed protection and lay down on the bed. She waited patiently until he crooked a finger. Without hesitation, she joined him, grabbed the packet, and slid the condom on his cock. Before he told her what to do, she straddled him and sunk down, taking all of him.

  “Too eager.” He smacked her rump.

  She leaned forward and kissed him. “I have to begin somewhere. There are so many men to keep happy.”

  “You want to be stuffed?” Luke slapped her ass cheeks again, and she moaned. It only made her wetter. His touch wasn’t that hard, playful and attention-getting was the perfect place to start.

  “Yes, please.” She pressed her body to his and hiked her bottom up as much as she could. In front of her, Damon and Fisher were kissing. Finally, Damon pushed Fisher forward onto the bed, and she sucked his cock. Byron settled behind her, stroking her shoulders.

  “You missed me?” he asked.

  She smiled up. “I’ll forgive you if you promise not to screw this up.”

  “I’ll try anything” Fisher nodded.

  Not sure it was a real promise, she forgot about the reality and gave into the sex. Luke spread her ass cheeks and playfully swatted them until she snapped her hips down on him over and over. She needed relief.

  Finally, cool lube slid down her crack and thumbs began to probe her rear. She relaxed her body. Trusting these men was so easy. They knew her and her need. Slowly Byron pressed his cock into her.

  Rocking her hips side-to-side, she focused on the stretching sensation and sweet ache of two men inside of her. Sucking Fisher’s cock, she had three at the moment. When she looked around Fisher, she saw Damon’s hard body kneeling behind him. From the sounds of it, Damon knew how to give a rim job.

  Once Byron was all the way inside her, she leaned back and rocked on him. Luke smacked her bottom, but it didn’t stop her. Then he twisted her nipples. Groaning, she kept riding and pulled Fisher closer until he stood on the bed and braced himself on the headboard.

  Damon followed his man, and Lizzie pulled Damon from behind Fisher to next to him. Two hot men inside of her plus two more hard cocks for her mouth, it was a dream but better. She sucked one, then the other, pressing their hot flesh together. The duo was kissing when she looked up. Luke refused to be ignored and lifted harder while pinching her breasts.

  Her body slid down on him. Byron let her take what she wanted but pressed lower, no doubt to get the full throbbing sensation of Luke’s erection. Byron finally smacked her rump—those sparks mixed with Luke’s breast play, and she gasped.

  Not so fast! She focused on the cocks in front of her, sucking the heads as the guys teased each other’s balls. Rubbing her tongue under the head of Fisher’s, she heard him curse. She shifted to suck Damon, pointing Fisher’s cock down, so his cum hit her chest. Luke’s hands played in the cream. He even gave her breast a little tap.

  “More!” she said.

  Byron grabbed her hair and fucked her faster. It was perfect. She wanted more all around. Sucking Damon’s cock, she pulled Fisher down on his knees to help her. Kissing Fisher and sharing another Damon’s cock with him seemed to wash away the past. If they both had an interest in the Stinger brothers, in the end she’d have to thank Fisher for triggering the events. He’d learn from his mistakes, she hoped. Even if he needed more time, she wasn’t going to end something with this much passion and potential.

  “Shit!” Byron ground into her rear, and she pushed back, squeezing him slightly. The rapid thrusts told her he was a goner. Luke grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her down on both cocks over and over as he came.

  “I coul
d do this forever.” She kissed Damon’s hip, then fluttered her tongue along his shaft until she flicked under the head of his cock.

  Damon jerked his cock twice, and the cum slid over his fist and into Fisher’s waiting mouth. Lizzie got a few licks in as well before kissing Fisher. He’d have to share. Her wet cunt slapped down on Luke’s hard member, and finally Lizzie could focus on her climax without the distraction of hot men with hard-ons.

  Fisher and Damon moved to the head of the bed to make out, and if that didn’t spark her arousal all over again—she could look down and see Luke’s stern face contorted with control. He slapped her ass, and she knew, in the end, who had the power here. The other guys played with it, but Luke loved the power exchange as much as she did.

  He gripped her hips and pulled her lower as he lifted. Maximum force and pleasure brought her back to the core of her needs fast. Byron reached around and tapped her clit. Then he ran his hands up her body and squeezed her breasts until she started to shake.

  Her orgasm built, two cocks in her, two other men’s cum on her lips. She ground and rubbed her clit to make it go faster. Luke slapped her ass hard, but it only made her climax hit stronger. She screamed and froze as the focus turned inward. The pleasure and sweet ache controlled her body for long moments until she cried out. Luke’s shouts mixed with hers, and she knew he’d waited for her.

  Byron held her and kissed her shoulders. “How many men are too many?”

  She smiled. “This is perfect. I trust you four or I couldn’t be this free. I want all of you. It can work if we want it to. I hope.”

  “I hope so, too. Let’s test it and see.” Luke squeezed her ass and lifted her off of him.

  “When do I get to watch you guys screw around?” She stretched and rolled onto her back. For now, she felt completely content.

  “You want a show now?” Luke shook his head.

  “The time will come,” Damon said.

  She hoped so because she wanted to see them in action. Maybe, if it turned her on, Byron and Fisher could fuck each other again. They didn’t need to give up the new men, but they didn’t have to be apart either.

  * * * *

  After another round of smoking hot sex, Damon grabbed a box of cookies from the kitchen and headed back to bed. “I hope everyone can spend the night.”

  “Damn right. We should try that again.” Luke kissed Lizzie.

  Damon snuggled with Fisher. Byron was in the middle but turned to Lizzie and kissed her neck instead of sharing anything with Fisher.

  “I really can’t. I’m staying with my sister right now, and she’ll start calling and worrying.” Fisher kissed Damon and climbed over him and out of bed.

  “Don’t tell me you have a curfew?” Lizzie teased.

  Damon bit his cheek to hide his smile. The woman was strong and even bolder now, and since Fisher had technically ended stuff, Damon couldn’t begrudge her some scolding. Fisher needed to grow up and not care what his family thought. Damon couldn’t deny his growing love for Fisher. At first Damon felt sorry for the guy who didn’t fit in. Fisher needed to be himself. Damon understood that feeling. His father and brother were both strong personalities. Add in an opinionated mother and Damon had been introverted as a child.

  He and Fisher were both sensitive souls in families of very blunt people. Damon had found his voice young because he had to. Fisher still wanted to keep everyone happy, at least as far as his family. Blood was forever, Damon couldn’t argue that point. Fisher’s family was smothering and nosy. Small towns magnified that reality. Fisher had yet to stand up and give up caring about family approval. Once Fisher was dressed, Damon walked him out without knowing what to say.

  “Sorry to ruin the fun. I don’t want to worry them,” Fisher said.

  “You can call them. You’re an adult.” Damon kept his tone calm.

  “I know but breaking up with Byron is enough to explain with them right now. They’re hovering. I don’t want them to come looking for me. They wouldn’t understand this. I’m not sure I do, but it’s deeper than a rebound thing.” Fisher gave Damon a quick kiss and headed out the door.

  Damon went back to the bedroom and slid under the covers. “You’re not leaving, are you?” he asked Byron.

  Byron looked at Luke. “I don’t want to be the fourth wheel.”

  Luke chuckled. “It’s not like that at all. Fisher was welcome to stay, too. Don’t let him hold you back.”

  “Maybe you don’t want to be around me?” Lizzie asked.

  “No, that’s not it. I didn’t expect this. Fisher made his choices on his own. I’m hurt and angry, too. It’s just hard to change how I relate to him. I want to take care of him and make it okay. Make it up to you as well.”

  “You still love him. Of course, you do.” Damon hugged Byron and sensed the tension. He’d never denied his attraction to Byron. Damon and Luke had talked about taking it slow, but the addition of Lizzie escalated things in a wonderful new way.

  “Why don’t you two have a little fun while I keep Lizzie happy?” Luke tugged Lizzie into his lap.

  “You’re sure?” Byron asked.

  Luke leaned over and kissed Byron. “The more open and sharing this is, the better it’ll work.”

  Damon kissed the back of Byron’s neck until the man turned and took Damon’s mouth. The sounds of Luke eating Lizzie plus the feel of a sexy new man made Damon hard and ready for more fun. The cookies could wait.

  Chapter Five

  A week and a half of group dating had left Byron feeling very uneasy about how much he actually liked it. When Fisher relaxed and was with the group, it was like old times only better. The exes had been avoiding each other more or less. Things were diffused by Lizzie and the Stinger brothers. Byron knew it’d come to a head at some point, and he dreaded the confrontation.

  But now Lizzie was off with Zoe who was in labor. Standing around a hospital made no sense, so he and Fisher were hanging around the farm on the lazy Saturday. The brothers were on a conference call with an exterminator who had a massive bee hive about an hour east of Lucky Springs. Byron sat on the porch and looked out at the view.

  He felt more at home here than in his apartment. Things were falling into place and Lizzie seemed content. Everyone was ignoring the only problem—Fisher. He played nice and went along with the group but then went home to his family to keep up appearances. Byron had handled then finally stopped taking calls from his ex-boyfriend’s family.

  They felt as if they were his family too, but they wanted things to go back to the way they were. The two of them as the cute gay couple in the family—they’d been put in that box at eighteen. Fisher’s frustration with them was understandable, but he’d let it happen and never pushed back.

  Going back wasn’t an option for him. A part of him even wanted to thank Fisher. His slip up pushed them all forward, and somehow they’d landed here. The Stingers were solid, and Lizzie had been drawn to them as well. Instead of recovering alone, they could talk it out and make more progress.

  Fisher walked out onto the porch. “Any word from Lizzie?” he asked.

  Byron checked his cell phone. “Nothing yet.”

  Fisher sat next to him on the old wooden bench. “I think I should move out of my sister’s place. It’d make things a lot easier.”

  Move in here? To his own apartment? Fisher making a decision of his own and taking responsibility thrilled Byron. He couldn’t wait to find out the plan. “You’ve got a good job and everything. You don’t need to be staying with family.”

  “True, but I didn’t want to move into an apartment alone. I’d never hear the end of it. You know my mom or sisters would want me to move in with them. To save the rent and they have extra rooms. They mean well, but it’s as if they’ll never see me as an adult.” Fisher shrugged.

  “You need to tune it out and do what you want. They fuss and boss you around because you listen to them.” Byron held back the full speech. He’d given it plenty of times. Fisher wanted to be t
he favorite. He was the baby and his mom plus all the sisters fawned over him.

  “I want to move back in with you,” Fisher said.

  Byron chuckled. “No. We’re not going backwards.”

  “I know you’re still mad. I know I screwed up. Hell, you’re sleeping with both of the brothers now. We’re both with the Stinger brothers and Lizzie. Holding on to the past seems pointless.” Fisher pouted.

  “You still screwed up. We talked about group dating. It’s open among the five of us. Other than the brothers, we didn’t want barriers within the group. No hang ups. You agreed to the rules and you know I won’t give you another chance.”

  “I haven’t broken the rules. I know I’m on thin ice with you. Luke isn’t as sweet as Lizzie about things. Maybe she’s getting back at me somehow?” Fisher asked.

  Byron looked at his cute but very self-involved ex-boyfriend. “She loves you as she loves all of us. Don’t twist this up into a revenge scheme in your mind. You need to get over yourself.”

  “What?” Fisher scoffed.

  “Your mom and sisters have spoiled your ass rotten, and you think everything is all about you. You probably think I started dating Luke to be near you.” Byron shook his head. “I didn’t. I always had a thing for him from way back in school. He was strong, smart, and on the football team. Now he’s a nice, normal, mature guy with a business and no hang-ups. I want Lizzie to be part of it because I love her and not having a woman around…it’s just not the same.”

  “I know. But Lizzie could have any guy or guys in Lucky Springs. She went after the ones we were dating.” Fisher leaned back confidently.

  “The Stingers flirted with her as soon as she moved here. We asked her out first, but Luke told me that was only because the brothers didn’t want to push things once they found out Ash was already dating friends of theirs. A small town like this complicates relationships. They didn’t want to pounce because of a friendship.” Byron didn’t begrudge the Stinger brothers. “Lizzie came to them.”