by Marla Monroe
“I’ll talk to you tomorrow, honey. Go eat your dinner before it gets ice cold.” He turned and walked out the door before closing it behind him.
Angela locked it then slowly walked back to the kitchen area. What was going on? She’d told them she wouldn’t sleep with them. Sure, she was attracted to both of them, but that was ludicrous and besides, they were her bosses. She wasn’t sleeping with her bosses. She could admire them and, okay, maybe even have sexual fantasies about them alone in her bed at night, but anything more was out of the question. Besides, hadn’t he alluded to having a girlfriend with them at the cookout next weekend? Why had he kissed her like that when he was going to be seeing another woman?
Without really thinking about it, she fixed herself a plate and poured more tea before settling down at the small bar to eat. All she could think about was the kiss. It had been magical to say the least. Still, she had to stay strong. They were off limits, though right then, she wasn’t sure why anymore.
After cleaning up in the kitchen, Angela ran her bath water and sprinkled some of her new bath salts in the tub. Stepping into the almost hot bathwater felt like heaven. She eased down into the tub and leaned back to soak. Immediately the kiss came back to haunt her, and she found her hands moving of their own accord. She lightly rubbed over her breasts before scraping her nails against her nipples until they were hard and aching. The throb of her pulse beat in her cunt, making her squirm in the warm water.
Angela moved a hand down to her needy pussy and let her fingers slide between her southern lips over and over until she was craving more. She continued to pluck and pull on her nipples with one hand as she circled her clit with a finger from her other one. She couldn’t stop her pelvis rocking in the water as she felt the heat from her arousal building all over her body.
She thought about the two men in the house up the rise and wished they were there with her. One would play with her breasts, mounding them and licking or nipping at her nipples, while the other would go down on her, teasing her clit with his tongue. She would run her hands through their hair as they pleasured her together. God, how she wanted to feel Randy’s hands on her breasts. He’d know how to squeeze her and pull on her nipples. Maybe he would even bite the hard little nubs as his brother sucked on her clit and made her come.
She thrust two fingers deep inside her cunt as she rubbed her clit with her thumb. The dual sensations along with her pulling and pinching on her nipples shot her over the edge like a rocket, but once the sensations settled down, the emptiness returned. Angela sighed and sat up to finish bathing. Playing with herself always left her with a vague sense of emptiness instead of the relief it was supposed to bring her.
* * * *
“Well? What did she say?” Travis asked when Randy walked into the kitchen.
“She said she’d be glad to help us with the food. We made a grocery list.” He pulled the list out of his pocket. “I’m going to take her into town Friday afternoon to buy groceries.”
“Perfect! This is going to be great. She’ll see that there are a lot of people around here in ménage relationships and when we start talking to her about it maybe she won’t be as reluctant about it.”
“I still don’t think it’s going to work out like that. I think she’s more hung up on our being her bosses than she is about there being two of us.”
“The more we treat her like a woman and less like our office manager, the more she’ll get used to it, and when we tell her how we feel, it won’t come as such a shock.” Travis carried the spaghetti he’d made over to the table where the plates and silverware were already waiting.
Randy sat down across from him. He could tell his brother didn’t share his optimism about the situation. Maybe he wasn’t as positive as he let on, but one of them had to appear confident. Besides, Travis already knew he was in love with their angel. She was perfect for them. They just had to convince her of that. He needed his brother on his side. Randy might be the more aggressive one, but when it came to matters of the heart, it was up to Travis to keep things going smoothly. His arrogant brother was like a bull in a china shop when it came to relationships.
“Did she give you a hard time about the boots?” Travis asked.
“Nope. She didn’t bring it up at all. In fact, she was wearing them. I wanted to remind her not to wear them too much at first or she’d end up with blisters, but I figured I might better keep my mouth shut on that one.”
“You’re learning, little brother.”
“Have you gotten in touch with everyone about the cookout?”
“Yep. Looks like everyone will be there unless something happens. I think they’re all excited about it, too.” Travis figured that Caitlyn would be more than happy to get out for a while.
Her husbands, Brody and Lamar had gotten so overprotective it was almost comical. Ever since she’d found out she was pregnant, they had put her on lockdown and wouldn’t let her do anything without one of them with her. He almost felt sorry for her. Caitlyn handled their taxes for them. He was sure she would be extremely grateful that they had managed to finally land an office manager. Their paperwork had been a complete mess for her to have to deal with for last year’s return.
“What are you grinning about over there?” Randy asked.
“Just thinking about how crazy Brody and Lamar are right now trying to smother Caitlyn in cushions and cotton to keep her safe.”
His brother chuckled and nodded his head. “You’re right about that. I’ve never seen those two act like this before. It’s funny as hell.”
“By the time the baby comes, she’s going to be a head case. I’m surprised she hasn’t taken a piece of some of that iron they deal with in their shop to their heads by now.” Travis wondered how he and Randy would feel when Angela carried their baby.
Suddenly the room felt hot and his hands shook. Fuck! What was he doing? A picture of her round with their babe flashed in his head, and he felt sick with worry. How would they ever be able to keep her safe? Then he thought about the miracle of life she would hold inside of her near her heart. One they had helped to create. Waiting for her to get used to them was going to suck big time. He didn’t want to wait. He wanted to fill her with their seed right now.
“What’s wrong?” Randy started to stand up with his empty plate in his hand.
“Nothing. I just thought about what I’d feel like when we manage to get Angela pregnant. It’s a little scary and cool at the same time.”
“Don’t put that thought in my head. I don’t need it right now. I’m barely able to keep my hands off of her as it is.”
“Well don’t screw this up by jumping the gun, little brother. She’s our future.” Travis followed Randy into the kitchen with his plate and glass.
“Um, I kissed her before I left.”
Travis sighed. He should have known Randy wouldn’t be able to resist temptation for long. Once Randy got something in his head, he had no patience. This was going to be hard to make work with him stealing kisses all the time.
“You know you’re going to screw things up if you push her too fast. You said it yourself, she’s not ready to brush aside that we’re her bosses yet.”
“Hell, I couldn’t resist her. She was looking up at me with those pretty blue eyes and kissable lips. I had to have a taste.”
“What did she taste like?” Travis wished he’d been there to steal his own kiss.
“Like heaven. Her lips are soft and perfect. I want more, Travis. It’s going to be hard as hell to resist her this week.”
“Well suck it up. She’s off limits while she’s at work right now. Later, when we’ve gotten her more used to us, we’ll push her some.”
They washed the dishes up in silence. Travis figured his brother was reliving that kiss he’d managed to get. He was hard as a rock from thinking about her with their baby planted in her belly. Nothing would please him more than to hold her and feel the baby kick. Of course, burying himself inside of her would rank a close seco
nd right about now.
As soon as they finished cleaning the kitchen up, he and Randy headed to bed. Mornings came early on a ranch, and Monday mornings proved to be the toughest.
When he stepped into the shower several minutes later, Travis thought about Angela and how pretty her golden-red hair was when she left it loose instead of pulling it back into a ponytail. He was sure it got in her way when she was working, but he ached to see it spread out on his pillow while he was pleasuring her. That thought alone drew a moan from him. He immediately grasped his rock-hard cock in his hand and stroked it from base to tip.
He’d been semi-hard for her ever since he’d found her on the side of the road. Now, after thinking about her kissing his brother and filled with their baby, he was so hard he ached from it. His balls felt tight as he gripped his dick, pumping up and down in a long slow glide. He couldn’t help but picture Angela on her knees at his feet with her hands splayed out on his thighs as he slowly fed his cock into her hot, wet mouth one inch at a time. Her plump lips would stretch wide around his girth as he sank deep into her mouth.
He squeezed the base of his shaft before pulling on it over and over as he imagined her digging her nails into his thighs while he fucked her pretty mouth. His grip grew tighter as he jerked on his cock. His balls grew tighter to the point of pain. Travis groaned as fire raced down his spine to gather at the base in preparation of his orgasm.
Angela’s eyes would stare up into his as he filled her mouth with his straining cock. She would swallow around his dick as he hit the back of her throat, massaging the spongy helmet as she gently massaged his balls with one hand. All it would take was one moan from her against his shaft and he would lose it.
Travis pumped his dick harder, straining against the need to come, wanting to prolong it as he savored the idea of Angela touching him, loving him as much as he loved her. Just the thought of her groaning around his hard, thick shaft did it for him. His balls ignited as he spewed ribbons of cum over his hand and against the tiles at the back of the shower stall. The muscles of his ass tightened to the point of pain as he stood on tiptoe with the power of his orgasm. Nothing had ever felt that intense before. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like once he and his brother finally had her between them.
He leaned on one hand propped on the tiles while he fought to slow his breathing and still his racing heart. As soon as he could stand up without shaking, Travis cleaned up and stepped out of the shower to dry off. He had no doubt he would sleep tonight, but he would dream of golden-red hair and startling blue eyes.
Chapter Ten
The week flew by as Angela fielded phone calls and handled the accounts. She was learning more and more every day about ranch life and the intricacies of breeding cattle. The idea of having to make sure you didn’t inbreed too much or the meat wouldn’t be good to eat or that the resulting cows would be more susceptible to disease had never crossed her mind before. It was a very complicated process to keep up with breeding records. Then there was the piece that meant keeping up with the different feeds and stock prices for them. She sometimes felt as if her head would explode.
Each night when they sat down to eat dinner, they filled her in on what was going on around the ranch. She found out they were working on a small horse breeding business to supply cutting horses to the area. Evidently good cutting horses were often hard to find. Travis confessed that it was something else he needed to show her so he could turn over the paperwork to her to keep up with. They hadn’t been kidding about it being a fast-paced position.
One or both of the men would walk her to her cabin each night to make sure she arrived safely at her door. They touched her often outside of work and always left her with a kiss. She realized that she was getting comfortable being around them and their touch, which worried her. She already cared about them more than was healthy. Deep down, she knew it might even be love, but she refused to let herself think about it. They were her bosses, and she couldn’t risk screwing up the wonderful life she had. There was no doubt in her mind that if she gave in to her feelings and let them talk her into having sex with them that eventually she would lose her job when they moved on. And they would move on. Angela wasn’t the sort of woman men like Randy and Travis would eventually settle down with.
She didn’t even bother to think about the fact that there were two of them. She would only need to think about that aspect if she were going to get serious about them, which she refused to do.
Friday at lunch time, the brothers walked into the kitchen, arguing over a horse for some reason. They rarely argued over anything as far as Angela knew, but evidently this horse was a major issue for them.
“I’m telling you, Travis, that mare isn’t a good investment. She’s headstrong. Breeding her will be difficult, and we don’t know how she’ll react to the foal once it’s born.”
Travis shook his head. “You’re not looking at the whole picture. Sure, she’s a little feisty, but she’s strong and has excellent blood lines. She’s also got good instincts that will pass on to the foal.”
“If she’ll even carry it. You know as well as I do that if a mare is too rowdy they tend to miscarry.”
Travis sighed and dried his hands on a towel as Randy washed his. Angela kept quiet. She found that she learned a lot about not only the ranch but about the men themselves if she just listened and didn’t interrupt when they did have an argument.
Where Travis was more animated about things in general, he also tended to be the more levelheaded of the two. Randy seemed calmer on the surface because it took more to get him riled, but still waters run deep, and never had that been more true than with the younger of the two men. He took things very seriously and would often storm out of an argument to go let off some steam.
Now they walked over to the table, shelving their argument until later, evidently. They sat down to eat and changed the subject. Angela just shrugged it off and asked after the various hands she had met over the last weeks. She knew that Buzz and his wife were expecting their first child and Homer, their foreman, and his wife, Hazel, were proud grandparents. The men filled her in on the gossip around the ranch as they ate.
“Homer said they’ve come across some cat tracks out on the western part of the ranch near the canyons. He hasn’t seen anything to indicate it is hunting our area, but we need to keep watch.” Travis picked up his glass and took a drink of tea.
“Wow! I hadn’t thought about there being wild animals around. Do you see many when you’re out riding?” Angela asked.
“Actually, we don’t see as many as you would think. There are a few wolves in the area, but they mostly stay away from the cows. As long as hunting is good in the area for them, they don’t bother us. I haven’t seen a cougar on our ranch at all, but we saw them a few times at home when we were growing up,” Randy said.
“I thought they were called mountain lions.” Angela frowned.
“That’s another name for them. They’re also called pumas. We just call them cats.” Travis grinned at her. “Not to be mixed up with the barn cats and their kittens.”
Angela instantly sat up straighter. “You have kittens here?”
Randy shook his head. “Now you’ve done it. She’s going to want to go see them.”
“Of course I want to see them! I love animals and always wanted a cat. I’ve just never lived anywhere I could have one.”
Travis’s smug smile directed at his brother told her he had brought it up on purpose. Angela didn’t care if he was poking at his brother using her this time because it involved kittens. She briefly wondered if she could talk them into letting her have one of them in her cabin.
“Take her out to see them before you go to town for groceries, Randy. She’ll get a kick out of them.” Travis began cleaning off the table.
“Oh, hell no! You’re going with us to see them. I’m not doing this alone.” Randy stood up and helped Travis.
Angela stood up, knowing her smile probably covered her face. She h
adn’t been this excited since she’d gotten the job working for them. Even if they wouldn’t let her keep one in the cabin, she was sure they would let her go play with them as long as she didn’t get in the way of the ranch hands doing their jobs.
“While we’re out there, let’s show her the horses, too,” Randy suggested.
“Good idea. Angela, we want to teach you how to ride. We have a couple of horses picked out for you to choose from. They’re both gentle mares and will be perfect mounts for you to learn on.” Travis loaded the dishwasher as she wiped off the table.
“I’d love to go riding. I’ve actually ridden a few times when I was a teenager, but I’m not a true horsewoman.”
The men exchanged looks that Angela couldn’t decipher. What were they thinking? She often wondered if they could talk to each other mentally the way they exchanged looks at times. Usually it was when they didn’t want to say something around her. It often made her angry. She didn’t like for people to talk about her behind her back.
There had been a lot of that when she’d lived in Belzoni, especially after her parents had died and she’d struggled to work and go to school. There had been a lot of talk that she was sleeping with someone for money and that had been both demeaning and cruel to treat her that way when she wasn’t hurting anyone. She’d often thought it was because she was trying to make something of herself by finishing junior college and getting a degree. Most of the girls there didn’t have the money or the drive to go any farther than high school. They got married and had kids. There was nothing wrong with that if it was what you wanted. Angela wanted more than that though. She wanted to be able to take care of herself if she found herself on her own again, which was how she ended up working for Travis and Randy.
“Are you ready to go meet the horses?” Randy asked.
“And the kittens,” she added with a mischievous grin.