Salesmen on the Rise

by Dragon, Cheryl

  “There are no guarantees. We can’t promise forever. No one can these days.” Owen shook his head.

  “No one can promise we won’t drop dead tomorrow or have a mental breakdown in ten years. It’s about here and now. Do you want to be with us and give everything we’ve got to make it work, or does it feel wrong?” Cam leaned on the table. “No one can answer for you.”

  Zoe smiled. “There’s no wrong answer either. We have to be honest, or we’re doomed. I know it’s unusual, but I think maybe it’ll give us an edge.”

  “An edge?” Jar asked.

  Don nodded. “Sure, we know we’ve got issues to deal with. Some young couples go in thinking it’ll be easy because they love each other. It’ll all just happen like a dream. We know it’s going to be work. Five people means different issues will come up. All the personalities will conflict at some point. Jealousy and competition aren’t out of the question with salesmen especially. But we’ll know that going in, and if we’re honest, we can handle it like adults.”

  “You’re okay with the whole focus not being on you?” Cam asked Don.

  “Sounds like a vacation to me. Growing up the center of attention is more pressure than you think. I’d rather be part of a group. I’m in.” Don nodded.

  Zoe smiled and looked to Cam.

  He stared right at her. “You run off, and I’ll chase you down.”

  She shook her head. “I’m not running. For the first time in my life, I’m not planning where I’ll go next. My only plan is for an event that’ll make my new town more fun, I hope.”

  “So you’re doing a wine tasting here?” Owen chuckled.

  “No, not wine. Don’t get off topic,” she said uneasily.

  Jar squeezed Owen’s hand. If anyone freaked out, it’d be Owen. Growing up with feuding parents in an ugly divorce had given him a different view, and Jar could feel him seething. Two parents were bad enough, but five?

  “Well, count me in, but I’m not kidding about tracking you down. My brother is a law officer for the parish. You won’t get far.” Cam folded his arms behind his head.

  “Why would I ever leave?” Zoe turned to Owen. “I know this is hard for you.”

  Owen rested his head back on the cushy chair. “I’m worried about the kids issue. I love you and the men. I have no qualms about a group thing, but a kid with five parents?”

  “Feels right to me. They’ll never feel alone. Someone will always be able to juggle his or her schedule to make a school function or a sports event. My mom never went to anything I did.” Zoe chewed her lower lip.

  “Who is the dad? Do we just not know? What if something goes wrong?” Owen stared blankly at the table.

  “Would you ever treat your kid the way your parents treated you? A pawn in a game?” Jar asked.

  “Of course not, but five-way sex is fun. A five-way custody battle? The courts wouldn’t know what to do with.” Owen closed his eyes. “I’m sorry to be the downer, but I see DNA tests and only one guy getting any rights.”

  “We’re not roommates. We’re a family. I think there are enough of us that someone will be rational even if there’s a fight or a rift,” Cam said.

  “No, Owen’s right to bring up the worst case scenario. He’s lived it. My dad couldn’t have cared less what happened to me, and I know none of you would be that way. It only makes me love you guys more that you do care. But I’m not my mom. We’re not your parents, Owen. We can learn from their mistakes. If we have kids, I think we’d be mature enough to do what’s in their best interest.” Zoe tapped her fingers on the table. “Even if it means I take a leave and stay home until they’re in school, or we each take a year off until then.”

  “My parents weren’t interested in me. They didn’t want what was best for me. They wanted to use me to hurt each other. We can’t do that.” Owen shook his head.

  Jar rubbed the back of Owen’s neck. “We’d never let you do that. And I know you’ll never let me be too strict because of my upbringing.”

  Finally, Owen relaxed, and Jar knew his words had penetrated Owen’s tough divorced-kid armor.

  “Promise?” Owen asked the rest of them.

  “We’ll put you back in line.” Don winked.

  “I’m the mother, so I always win.” Zoe smiled then frowned. “This is weird. We don’t need to rush into the children thing. Another year or so.”

  Owen nodded. “I want kids. Don’t mistake me. I just can’t imagine a group family with kids.”

  “We can create our family our way. Lucky Springs isn’t exactly the big city where we’ll get funny looks on the street. Once people know we’re a serious group, having a baby won’t be a huge deal.” Jar loved Owen, but his analytical side could be hard to fight.

  “Okay, I think we can make it work. I’m in.” Owen sat back.

  The tension left the room, and even Zoe looked different. She had a glow.

  “Great, I brought some bagels in the break room. I’m sure half of them are gone, but I want to grab one before I get back to work. Help yourselves.” Zoe stood up.

  Jar walked to her and caught her around the waist. “That’s it? Back to work?” He kissed her.

  She blushed. “Well, I felt better having the talk here because it was where we started being a group. We still have jobs to do.”

  “And we have to tell everyone you’re ours.” Cam stood and kissed her.

  “It’s not a big announcement.” Zoe tucked her hair behind her ears as Dom moved in to kiss her.

  Owen strolled over. “We’ll move you in tonight. And it is a big deal.” He kissed her slowly.

  Jar kissed Owen as soon as he released Zoe. “It’ll be great.”

  “I know.” Owen nodded.

  “I can’t wait to move in, but we’ll do the big stuff this weekend. I’ll be at your place tonight. Now, I really need that bagel. I’m starving.” Zoe led the way to the lunchroom.

  * * * *

  With the essentials moved and two enormous pizzas on the dining room table, Zoe felt at home. They’d get the rest of her clothes and shoes this weekend, but all her queasy feelings were gone as she chewed on her crust and eyed her second piece of pizza.

  “So now that people at work know we’re a serious group, is that a problem for you guys? I mean technically you’ve been two separate sales teams. Does your boss care?” she asked.

  Owen chucked. “Not at all.”

  “They’re talking about making us a sales group since we’re local.” Cam took another bite of pizza.

  “Good. I don’t want any trouble for anyone.” Zoe blotted the grease off her pizza before stuffing her face. So much sex with so many men had undoubtedly amped up her appetite. Another perk of this relationship!

  “How did your friends feel about you moving out?” Jar asked.

  She chuckled. “They’re thrilled. There’s more room, and if I can settle down and find a group of men, there’s plenty of hope for them.”

  Don shot a look at her. “You’re the one who resisted commitment. Those two are much more likely to score a nice group of men who want to settle down.”

  “It’s so weird. I’m a big supporter of gay marriage and equal rights, but what’s next? Will we get a group marriage license? I doubt Louisiana is going to pass that.” Zoe sipped a soda.

  “You need a ring and a piece of paper to say we belong together?” Cam asked.

  Jar grinned. “Now, you’re turning all traditional on us.”

  “Commitment isn’t a bad thing if you stick to it.” Owen shrugged.

  “A piece of paper won’t make anyone stick to it. We’ve got the right mindset and intentions.” Don leaned over and kissed Owen.

  “Aw, you guys are so hot together.” Zoe grabbed a third slice. Plenty of fuel before the kinky fun. “I think I’ve got my charity event figured out. The girls are going to help me.”

  “We’ll help, too. What are you up to?” Cam asked.

  “I’ll tell you when I’ve got the basics set up. Then I’ll
need your help. I don’t want to jinx it.” She consolidated what was left of the pizza to one cardboard circle and moved it to the kitchen counter. “I’ve got a better way to celebrate my homecoming.”

  The men wiped their hands and mouths as they cleaned up the plates and the glasses on the table, so it was clear for the fun. She tugged her shirt over her head and kicked off her shoes. The rest was up to them.

  Don disappeared, and she knew he was after protection and lube. The fantasy of four men was now familiar, and she couldn’t live without it. Owen leaned over her and gave her a kiss as he tugged off her skirt. She lifted her hips to help him. He tugged her panties down as well.

  Another pair of hands opened her bra expertly. Owen pulled the slip of lace off her body as Jar squeezed her bare breasts from behind.

  The table got a lot warmer when Cam and Don joined in. They sucked her breasts and kissed each other playfully. She leaned back on Jar as Owen teased her pussy with his tongue. Turning her head, she kissed Jar.

  “This is forever. You know it is,” he whispered in her ear.

  She nodded and kissed him again turning to her right, she pushed Don down until his back was on the big table and slipped protection on him quickly. Her body needed relief, and she lowered herself onto his cock in one smooth move.

  “The sexiest woman is one who knows what she wants.” Cam kissed her rear.

  “Zoe has no problems there.” Owen knelt over Don’s head.

  “Not at all. I think Jar should screw you while Don licks your ass.” She rode Don slowly to lure Cam closer to her ass.

  When she felt the lube between her cheeks, she paused and tilted for more. Cam filled her ass slowly, and she moaned through it. Don squeezed her breasts.

  “Will two cocks be enough?” Owen teased.

  She opened her eyes to see Jar pressed behind Owen already deep in his ass. The view made her pussy and ass clench the hard members inside of her. Easing forward, she licked Owen’s cock as he sat frozen on Don’s face. She spotted Don’s pink tongue behind Owen’s balls as his hips shifted slightly.

  “I’ve got three right now.” She sucked Owen’s cock deep in her throat then pushed back for fully claim those magnificent erections. These men were so sexy and unique! Zoe couldn’t believe she’d ever doubted it was right. To share a woman was grown up and selfless. To share men on top of it was evolved and intense. The love and passion enveloped her as she rocked and sucked.

  Grunts and groans from the men urged her on as she focused on her needs. The heat spread as Owen pinched her nipples, and Don fingered her clit. They knew how to rev her engines and keep her coming.

  Snapping her hips, she felt the table move with them and knew the bed would’ve been smarter. They’d fucked her on a conference table the first time, and it seemed a nice way to welcome her home. Now, Don was at the bottom of the pile, and hopefully, he knew how much she appreciated him and Cam. They were the rocks who had never doubted it could work. That confidence made it possible for her to believe in the option, the lust, the fun and the love.

  Owen pushed her head back, and she didn’t fight him. The cum landed all over Don’s chest as Owen howled in release. Jar pulled Owen back a little and fucked him harder. Zoe watched while lapping up a little of the cream on his body.

  When Jar grunted and cursed, she grinned down at Don. The pleasure and love of others meant as much to the others in the group.

  “It works,” she whispered.

  “Damn right!” Don lifted to her.

  She held still and let Don and Cam take over her body and drive her to orgasm in no time. Through her shrieking and shaking, Zoe heard Cam’s groans. Don fucked her harder and, finally, collapsed on the table gasping. Kissing Cam, she turned and gave Don the same treatment. “Had enough?” she asked.

  “On the table, yes. I think we need to move this party to the bedroom.” Don squeezed her hips.

  “I love you guys! I know I haven’t said it enough, but I mean it. Hopefully, I can show it more.” She crawled forward to kiss Jar and Owen.

  “I think a public dinner this weekend where you’re not looking over your shoulder would be a good start.” Jar climbed off the table.

  Cam lifted her off of Don and carried her toward the bedroom.

  Giggling, she watched the other men follow along. “Sounds perfect. Is there one of those outdoor movies this weekend? Snuggling on a blanket with popcorn in public would be fun.”

  “We’ll check the schedule tomorrow,” Owen said.

  “For tonight you’re all ours.” Don added.

  “Always,” she said as Cam dropped her on the pile of pillows.

  Chapter Eight

  Two months later…

  “I’m so nervous!” Missy O’Malley paced along Main Street.

  “Don’t be. Your designs are great! Those dresses make every woman out there look hot!” Zoe inspected the fashion show about to kick off at any minute. Her ankles were a bit swollen, but she had extra energy today. At least, she knew she could blame her hormones for her moodiness and the drama. Her guys were thrilled, even Owen. Once the test had come up positive, a broken condom or whatever causing it, they’d all accepted their destiny as parents.

  It had definitely taken all the stress out of turning thirty! At the party her guys had thrown for her, Zoe had been lucky enough to meet Missy. She worked as a seamstress at the local dress shop but did her own designs on the side. That fell perfectly into place with the event Zoe had wanted to plan.

  Today, the ladies of Lucky Springs were models, and Cassie, a local photographer, was taking pictures of each model before the crowds were let onto the cordoned-off main drag. The average women, including Ashley, stood next to classic or tricked out cars that belonged to a member of their family.

  The first annual Lucky Springs Car & Fashion Show had sold tons of tickets and people actually seemed to be excited. The men loved showing off their cars and their women. The women loved dressing up and acting like models for a day.

  Zoe loved the designs. “You might be moving up one day and having a real fashion show in New York.”

  “I like this. All sizes and shapes. You can’t just design for tall, skinny women, no offense.” Missy smiled.

  “Oh please, in a few months, I’ll be the size of a house and needing a different wardrobe. You should do a maternity line.” Zoe hadn’t given up her pumps, but comfortable shoes would be her first concession for this little bundle of joy.

  She texted Lizzie, who was the gatekeeper, and in a matter of minutes the people started to flow along. Her four guys were among the first to arrive and make her sit down at the grandstand. The cars would be judged, and there would be an auction for a custom-designed outfit by Missy. Zoe knew the event was well planned, and it felt incredible to be off of her feet. She had a big cup of iced, herbal tea sitting with her in the shade.

  “You could’ve put this off until the baby was here,” Owen suggested.

  “Stop, I wanted this to start now. My friends helped me. And people like it. There’s something for men and women.” She beamed.

  “Food stalls are up in back. You’ll have a whole festival for this show next year.” Don chuckled.

  “Oh, chicken pops and a funnel cake.” She nodded. Her stress eating had disappeared, but eating for two gave her some odd cravings.

  Don and Cam headed off without even a raised eyebrow.

  “Is it odd your friend Ash hasn’t had a kid yet and we are?” Jar asked.

  Zoe laughed. “Please, it just happened. Besides, I’m older. After this one, I’ll get on the pill and we’ll be able to plan better. With just condoms and four fertile men, something was bound to slip through or break.”

  “I’m sort of glad it did.” Owen smiled.

  Zoe looked up him. “I’m happy to hear that.”

  “Sometimes when you try to plan things, you can keep putting them off, over and over. When it’s right, it’s right.” Owen leaned over and kissed her.

 
“Good because I’m going to need help and pampering.” Zoe rotated her ankles to keep the circulation going.

  As Don and Cam walked back, her stomach growled, the baby demanding nutrition. She ate as she watched the crowds wander by and admire her hard work.

  Lucky Springs would be perfect with some of her touches mixed in. She definitely needed the acceptance and homey feeling the town gave her. The fact that she and four hot men being together didn’t raise eyebrows made it the perfect place.

  About the Author

  A lover of unusual things, Cheryl Dragon enjoys writing unique stories with sinfully hot erotic romance. Her two favorite settings are Las Vegas and New Orleans...where anything can happen! Cheryl lives in the Chicagoland area with her deaf albino cat. By day, she analyzes numbers for a division of a large international conglomerate, which leaves the creative juices free for her erotic romance novels. Cheryl can be found at www.cheryldragon.com.

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