Big Bad Daddies

by J. L. Beck

  What is it about her? Yes, I have asked this maybe a dozen times in the last two days. Last night as I lay in bed, I felt like I had an itch that just couldn’t be scratched. Yes, I have had the hots for women before and at first, thought this was just another attraction.

  I know I cannot date her. I know better. It was one of the things we all talked about when we took our positions here at Maxell six months ago.

  Then whenever I did wander to her desk, who would show up? Micah! It took me just two minutes to figure out he was interested too. This was a surprise, as we never liked the same type of girl. He likes the nerd type of girl. One who likes poetry and shit. No flash, no racy ways. Deep thinkers and all that cosmic talk. I snicker. I mean I like smart girls too, but Micah likes them with extremely high IQ’s. The kid cracks me up.

  But we have never competed for females. I would take the one on the left who is almost pushing herself at me and he would take the one on the right who is talking about world events and shit. And away…. we would go.

  Well, he’s in the same boat as I…he cannot date her either. Though, it doesn’t seem to stop him from hanging around her desk. Like this morning, with the latte and donuts?

  Who would have ever predicted we would be bringing Jenna something at the same time?

  It suddenly became a competition and we have never had that before. It’s not like we have forever been stealing each other’s girlfriends or something.

  But it was the latest thing I figured out that really threw me. Jake wants her too! This is a first. He always likes a type of girl I would never want. Submissive as yes, we all know what he does with women. Or well, we have guessed. He goes to that kinky club. So, we’ve never liked the same type before. I like my girls with fire, ones who might at any minute throw me down on the bed, get on top and fuck me senseless. Fun loving and mischievous.

  Then to find that glint in his eyes when he looks at Jenna. I don’t feel jealousy, just total and utter confusion. Is this girl something different to each of us?

  How odd. We all like a different kind of girl, and now we all have the hots for this one girl? I would laugh if it didn’t alarm me so much. We have never had any fights over women, nor competed. Yes, some brothers do that, but we just never did. We never had to I guess. Yes, we compete like is natural, in football, basketball and even video games with Micah and I. But never women.

  I sit down at my desk. Well, you cannot have her. You cannot taste those luscious lips. Feel that sweet body of hers against yours or take in her scent. You cannot kiss her, touch her, or fuck her.

  Is that it? That she is taboo? I shake my head. No, I don’t think so. If a girl is off limits, like an employee or a friend’s girl, I would just shrug it off and go my merry way.

  I do know only one thing at this point…I’ve never felt this way before and I am panicked.

  Nah, I don’t usually feel panic. I love life. I go at it 110 percent. I like sex, sweet frolicking sex in almost any positon. I also like to have sex anywhere I can manage it. So I am a bit of a thrill seeker.

  Now, today. My protective instincts kicked in with a vengeance when I heard Peter was stalking her over there. Micah called me and let it slip. I almost ran over to her office. So, I want to protect her too. Not normal for someone I just wanna fuck.

  And damn, do I want to fuck her. I especially want to fuck her mouth. When she took a bite of that twist—I had been the one twisting. I got so hard and ached to be in that sweet mouth. Then that moan she let out. I almost came on the spot. I want to make her moan for a whole night, just immerse myself in that wonderful sexy sound, have her moan around my cock.

  I want to taste her all over. I bet she tastes like honey. Sweet liquid honey when she comes.

  With these nasty urges, I sit up at my desk as it all crashes down on me. The fact Micah and I just learned. She is a god dammed virgin!

  She’s got to be lying. What virgins existed today? And one that looks like her? Those blonde curls, an angelic face, luscious mouth and curves in all the right places. So fuckable. But never fucked? I slam my hand down on the desk. So, even if I stupidly go and break the rule and try to get her into bed?

  She would be giving me her virginity.

  I sigh and lay my head on my desk. I couldn’t do that and walk away. Yes, I admit, I always end up walking away. I love women and I date, but after a bit, I let them know I’m not ready to settle down. I am always up front with them.

  I also never wanted a girl that I didn’t end up having.

  A first again.

  And I already know she isn’t lying about being a virgin. The girl is an open book. I immediately picked up on this. She isn’t like some women. Secrets, innuendos, mind games, and shit. No. Jenna is one of those rare females that looks you in the eyes and is what she appears to be. No games, no hang ups and shit.

  Another first. I’ve met many chicks, hot and some not so hot. I don’t care if they aren’t beautiful. Part of the attraction is their story too. I am more interested in what makes them tick, then I get a taste and I’m set. More flavors, the better the palate dad always said.

  Now there was…is a womanizer. We all got our good looks from him, but we got our sexual prowess with women too, I believe.

  But I also want to know about them and most often when I find they are playing me or want me because I come from a rich family or some fucked up shit, I walk away fast. I can see that if Jenna wanted you, it would be for you, not any other hidden reason. I know I have known her for just two days, but I already feel like I know her.

  Has it only been two days? It feels like months. That’s another thing… it feels like the clock just slowed down when she came into our lives. Just slowed to some odd level where every minute around her was drawn out with such sweet torture. To be so attracted and on so many levels, like her voice. I find myself shutting the hell up, just so I can hear her talk. Have I ever been attracted to a woman’s voice? I shake my head. It is crazy!

  So, just two days and I am all fucked up over it? How pathetic is that? I also wonder just how my brothers feel? Maybe for them it is just flirting? Am I hoping so, or am I lying to myself? Cause it isn’t just flirting for me, I have to admit.

  But I have never seen the look Jake has in his eyes before this. Not even with the last EA. Yes, she was fucking hot. Long legs, plump lips, huge rack. Wore some sexy ass clothes as well. She flirted like crazy too. But none of us made a move. I saw her just a few times in fact. Then she was so not Micah’s type. He avoided her like the plague after her first day. I think we all did, even Jake.

  Except for Peter, he made a move all right. Jake and he went to college together and his parents are friends with ours. He was fucking her in the back kitchen and probably other areas too. She got all stuck on him and Jake had to let her go. He got her another job across town, double the pay and benefits just to get rid of a bad situation.

  So, in two days, I’ve seen Jenna twice as much as in all the three months what’s her slut face was working here.

  So, maybe this will all just wear off? I hope. Maybe if I avoid her and look elsewhere, I can get past it.

  Yeah, I need to just let this play out. I again, sit up at my desk when something occurs to me. What if one of my brothers ends up with her? I shudder. If Micah did, it might be for keeps. Then I would have to see her all the time and want her, my brother’s girl!

  FUCK!

  Also, it might even be worse if Jake grabs her first. The fucker just might too. Then he would be turning her into a pet or something? I feel my entire body tensing up. I would go ballistic. She would only be on her knees for me when she wanted to be.

  God dammit!

  This just got worse, now that I realize what could happen.

  If they start to really make a move on her, I will have to step up. Step up and do what? Be her big brother? Date her and not fuck her, just so she will be safe from the dom big brother and not be my kid brother’s steady girlfriend?

  I let out a
sigh. I feel so fucked up over this. How could I get so hung up in just 2 days…Over a girl?

  The rest of the week has gone by fairly quietly. After I admitted that I’m a virgin, it seemed to have a calming effect on the guys.

  I admitted it!

  How the hell did this happen?

  Your big mouth is how.

  Micah has been by with a donut every morning, then somehow, Trevor would be right there with my latte. So after some jokes and small talk they both would be on their way.

  Now, Jake has had lunch brought in everyday this week for the entire floor. So, I didn’t have any lunch dates either.

  Maybe the newness of me has worn off. So, now this would be the normal pace at work. Am I disappointed? Sure, but I cannot date any of them anyway, so it is for the best.

  It didn’t stop my journal writing though. Oh, there are now entries of the dreams I’ve been having at night. Explicit dreams. So the effect these men have had on me hasn’t gone away. What is odd is in each dream of each of them, the sex is so different. Just like I guessed about them at the start of my journal writing. I’m not so sure of it helping me much though. I still get flushed and some Greek god side effects whenever any of them do show up at my desk.

  So now, it’s Friday and I will have a whole weekend without any male eye candy. I sigh. I need to get a grip on myself. This is a job. A JOB. To be professional and act right. Not lust after your boss and coworkers. I keep reprimanding myself over this.

  It has helped that Jake is practically ignoring me, except when we have to speak. He’s the one that really gets to me. Maybe it’s because he is just so intriguing, and gives off this vibe I cannot seem to pin down.

  Well, I do have the art exhibit tonight. That may distract me for a bit. I got tickets for it weeks back and I love the artist that they are showing.

  I turn off my PC and check around to make sure everything is in order for the weekend and the start up on Monday.

  I finally head to the elevator.

  As I get closer, I almost stumble, as there they are…all three standing at the elevator.

  Maybe I can back up and run back to the office before they see me. I mean it wouldn’t do for them to think I’m scared to be around them. One at a time is almost too much, but when they are all there, and god forbid, if they all look at me at once…Yeah, shivering wet panties.

  I slow my walk and almost stop when Micah turns his head and sees me.

  “Hey Jenna!”

  I take a deep breath and see the other two turn and look a me.

  Whew, dizzy effect. Baby Blues, dark and deep and emerald beacons all on me.

  I mean I dream about these eyes. These eyes have haunted me for a week now.

  Trevor smiles as I get to them. “Hey sweet Jenna. Ready for the weekend?”

  I nod.

  “Have plans?” Jake asks.

  Trevor looks over at him. “Kinda personal there, old man.”

  Jake rolls his eyes. “She does work here. It is a normal question.”

  Micah laughs.

  The doors open.

  I suddenly realize I will be in close confines with my fantasy men. I also remember I had a dream about this.

  The three of them step aside a little for me to go in first.

  I have no choice… I walk in.

  The three of them step in after me.

  A secretary runs up and stops before getting in.

  Jake smiles at her. “Sorry full.” Then he taps the button.

  I gasp.

  Micah chuckles. “The old man can be a rude one.”

  Trevor laughs. “Yeah, old man.”

  Jake shakes his head and looks at me.

  Oh, god. Those eyes. And I cannot like just look away, unless I look at one of the other sexies in this box. I can smell all three. Their scent mixes to be like some kind of male pheromone ambrosia. I could die from this effect. Then I even feel the heat off their bodies.

  “So, I hope you aren’t just staying in all weekend,” Jake says to me.

  I open my mouth to answer.

  “What is it with you?” Trevor says as he looks at Jake.

  My brows furrow. What is happening here? I am sort of glad because it keeps my mind from the elevator fantasy. I mean to think about that one WHILE in here with these men? “Um, yes,” I answer as calmly as I can fake it. “In fact, tonight, I’m going to an art exhibit.” There, he can now rest easy that I do have some sort of social life.

  They all turn their heads to stare at me.

  “What?” I ask. “You didn’t think I liked art?”

  Jake bites his lip.

  Trevor smiles and shakes his head.

  Micah speaks up, “So what kind of art do you like?” He truly looks curious.

  I think to myself, Adonis gods like you, naked and shining under the lights, yeah that kind of art. I blink my eyes. “Um, this artist is new. I mean I do not even know who they are. It has sorta been kept a secret for some reason. But it isn’t that. I saw one of the paintings three weeks ago and I bought tickets to the exhibit immediately.”

  The three men all look a little stunned.

  I feel nervous as again, I do not know what is going on with them.

  “Well, why would the artist hide their identity do you think?” Jake asks.

  I shrug. “Maybe they are like famous, or maybe they don’t like the limelight?”

  They all smile at me.

  I am again taken by surprise. What did I say?

  DING!

  I jump a little.

  Trevor laughs. “You did that the first day when…” His voice fades away.

  The other two turn to look at him.

  “Okay guys,” he says changing the subject. “You need to let Jenna out.

  Jake looks at him, then at me. “What if I don’t want to?” He raises a dark brow.

  I look between the men, confused and I am also surprised by this statement.

  Micah takes my arm. “Come on, guys. Be nice.” He leads me out.

  The warmth and tingle from Micah’s touch seems to make the confusion go away and brings heat to my body.

  They all three walk me to the door.

  I turn and smile at them. “Thanks guys for an interesting week. I will see you on Monday.”

  They all give me smiles. Even Jake.

  I wave and go out to the parking garage. I am so relieved to be out from under those hot sexy scents, sinful heat and closeness of those men. God, one more minute and I might have torn my clothes off and—I stop and shake my head. No, I wouldn’t have. But it sure would have surprised them right? I laugh all the way to the car.

  I get in and start it up. Driving around and out, I glance over at the front.

  All three hot gods are getting into a limo.

  I shake my head. What is that about? I mean it has to be Jake’s limo as he is a Maxwell and has the money.

  Never mind, Jenna. It is none of your business.

  I sigh and think of the elevator fantasy again. I just have to go over it. I do. I mean after I just rode in one with all three? It is such a coincidence, too much of one to ignore.

  Then what Jake said. “What id f I don’t want to. Oh, my god, I nearly peed my panties!

  He said something just like that in my dream.

  We get on and they all crowd me. I’m wondering why they are, but I also know they are all pretty big guys. Next, Micah says, “Guys, don’t you think you should give Jenna a little room?”

  That is when Jake replies, “What if I don’t want to?” He moves up really close to me.

  Now, Trevor seems to want to get it on that and he moves in.

  Micah then smiles and moves in.

  Jake grabs my face and kisses me hard. God, could this man kiss your breath from you. I am melting into a puddle of goo.

  Trevor unbuttons my blouse and reaches in to thumb my nipple.

  I moan into Jake’s mouth.

  Next, Micah gets behind me and grips my ass, squeezing and
caressing.

  Jake breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes. “What do you want, Jenna?”

  I am panting as I answer, “All of you, in me…”

  His eyes get even darker.

  Trevor grabs me and kisses me.

  Then Micah pulls on the waist of my skirt and tugs it down.

  Jake rips my blouse open, lowers his head, and sucks on my nipple.

  Oh, god. I can’t breathe!

  Micah slips his strong fingers into my panties, flicks my clit and shoves two into my pussy.

  I am being kissed, fingered and sucked all at once and I come hard as I cream all over Micah’s fingers…

  A car horn blares into my ears. I grab the wheel and swerve the car a bit, as I realize I am wet between my thighs and I almost went off the road.

  Damn, these men are going to be the death of me yet. Only they don’t v even know it…I shiver. “And they never will,” I say aloud.

  We all get into the car.

  It’s quiet and then I finally, break the silence, “You really don’t think she’s coming to my exhibit, do you?”

  Jake chuckles. “I imagine she is.”

  Trevor nods. “It has to be, man. I mean you are the only artist I know of that has been too shy to go public.”

  I bite at my lip. “Who would have guessed she would have tickets? I mean. Its nuts! What is she going to think when she sees all three of us there?”

  Jake shrugs.

  “Are you saying she will think we are there to see her?” Trevor teases.

  The car goes quiet again. I know what they’re thinking. They are thinking about her. Imagining her smile. The way her brow crinkles when she’s confused. That little thing she does when she bits her lip. Yea, they are thinking about her as I do all the time. I know they like this woman, just like I do. I have never seen either of them act like they have this week. I, myself have acted like a lovesick kid. Yeah, they call me that but I’m 28 and no kid anymore. I’ve been with quite a few women. Not like these two marathon men, but I’m not a boy.

  Yet, whenever I see her, I feel so good, then when I leave her, I feel bad. What is that? I am thinking love. Yes, it is way too soon, but I really feel this is a big deal in my life. I have never felt that way for anyone. I’m not like these two. I know what I feel and I always stay in touch with that. They are like dad and wouldn’t say what they really feel until you made them.