by Ashlee Price
“And your mother, Abe? Reece said she and your father divorced when you were still a baby?”
Abe shifted around uncomfortably. “She’s a self-styled artiste, met her just after dad died. She came around looking for something to inherit, as it seemed she had worked through the fortune the old man had given her just to get rid of her in the end. She was living in a dive with some guy. Now we pay her a monthly allowance but have no truck with her and her so-called friends. Lazy fuckers, the lot of them. But she expected the high life when she married the old man. Saw herself hosting parties and playing the diva. On a ranch? No idea what she was thinking. Actually, I have no idea who my father is. Dad adopted me when he married my mother.”
“Oh,” Stacey managed, not sure what to say. “So, ahm, you are not related by blood, then?”
“We are related in all ways that count, Stacey. Abe is my brother, more than any brother in blood could ever be.”
“Eat up, sugar, your supper is getting cold.” Looking at the older brother, she smiled, and dug into her food. Damn he was sexy, not that Reece wasn’t, but she wondered what it would be like kissing him. Flushing at her suddenly un-wifely thoughts, Stacey reprimanded herself and tried concentrating on her food on the plate, unaware of the look that passed between the two men seated at the table with her.
They cleared up together, Stacey washing the dishes, while the two men dried and put them away. All the while, she was aware of the two men, their body heat seeming to burn her each time one came closer, their different smells mingling, sending her senses spinning. She was in serious trouble, she knew. She was married to the one, and she loved him, but Abe. Abe was something else; gruff where Reese was suave, hard where Reese was soft, the true rancher while Reese was more the businessman.
She was shocked from her reverie when she felt Abe come up behind her, close; too close. His body brushed hers when he took the plate out of her hand that she had been washing the past two minutes while lost in thought. Her sharply indrawn breath was not lost on either of the men.
“If you wash that plate any more, darlin’, you’re going to wash a hole clear through it.”
Stacey managed a soft “Sorry”, and went on doing the rest of the dishes.
“Why don’t you go on to bed, sweetheart, you must be bushed. Abe and I will finish up here.”
Given the opportunity to escape, Stacey dried off her hands and made her way to their bedroom, the soft tones of the men following her all the way down the passage until she managed to close the bedroom door behind her. Her hands, she realized, were shaking.
Squaring her shoulders and reprimanding herself, she got undressed, dropped her clothes into the hamper, and drew herself a bath of water, pouring a liberal amount of water into the bath. She had just lay back and closed her eyes, trying to relax, when she realized that she had not unpacked her clothing yet.
Stacey was bent over one of her suitcases, busy unpacking, when the door behind her opened with a soft click. She turned around to find Abe standing there. His pupils, she noticed, where dilated, as he took a good look at her. The bath towel she had tied around started slipping, and she managed to grab it just in time, before it had a chance to fall to the floor.
The silence between them seemed to stretch on forever.
Abe broke the uncomfortable silence.
“Thought I’d ask you whether you’d like some coffee. Reece is making.”
“Ah, yeah, thanks. Let me just get dressed. I’ll be there presently.”
With another appraising look, Abe left, leaving her in the same state she had been in when she had left the kitchen.
She found them in the drawing room, both relaxed. A huge dog that she had not noticed earlier was lounging on the one couch, Reese was in a chair, and Abe occupied the other couch. She had no other option, but to go sit next to him. She accepted the coffee cup Abe offered her gratefully, glad of anything to occupy her hands.
“Big dog you guys have there.”
“Daisy? Yeah, she thinks she is a puppy. Reese got her for me. Keeps me company when he is away.”
“Daisy? You call her Daisy?” Stacey couldn’t help laughing.
“Yup, she may be huge, but at heart she is a pup. Loves running with the horses while I am out on the range, checking things over. She’s smart, though. Let’s me know when a foal or a calf is in trouble. Besides, with her size, very few would be brave enough to try something.”
Reese didn’t say much, but sat back and watched his brother and wife, a small smile playing on his lips.
“I have to go back to the city in a week’s time, baby,” he finally stopped their conversation.
“Why? Can I go with you?”
“Nah, unfortunately not. I have some business I need to take care of. Abe and Daisy will keep you company. Besides, you won’t see much of me. I intend being away about three days, and have crammed as many meetings as I can into that time.”
“But Reese, we just got here! We just got married two weeks ago! You can’t just leave me like that!”
“I’m not just abandoning you, Stacey. I’m leaving you with my brother, the man I trust with my life! You will be okay. Please, don’t be difficult about it, huh? It will only be three days and four nights, not an entire lifetime.”
Realizing that Abe was listening to their little altercation, Stacey nodded and kept quiet the rest of the evening, listening to the two men discuss ranch business.
***
The rest of the week seemed to fly. Stacy learnt to know the house, and started taking over the chores in the morning, while riding around with the two men in the afternoons. The place was beautiful, she realized, nestled in a valley with ample water and grazing, stretching off into the distance. The horses, particularly the foals, fascinated her. She was also introduced to some of the ranch hands and the wives of the two that were married. It was, she realized, a small community, each with his own place in it, doing his own particular job. She soon made fast friends with old Jeremiah who took care of the horses that were stables in the coral she had seen earlier, and it was he that taught her how to care for them.
Reese left for the city the Monday morning, leaving her to her own devices. She started the morning doing her usual chores and was surprised when Abe arrived later to take her for her daily ride. She was fast becoming proficient on horseback, and both men had been pleased to find that she seemed to be a natural.
Abe took the lead, letting her follow. They seemed to be taking a different route to the one they normally followed. The travelled upriver for a while, and came to an area where the river had formed a natural pool in the side of the river bank, the water almost calm compared to the rest. Abe dismounted and helped her down.
“I thought I would show you this. It’s my favorite spot.”
“It is absolutely beautiful! The water looks so inviting!”
“Well why don’t we go for a dip?”
Stacey laughed nervously. “Well, for one, I don’t have a bathing suit with me!”
Abe shucked his clothes, leaving it in on a rock in a messy pile, while Stacey inadvertently averted her eyes.
“Come one. Or are you scared?”
She turned around when she heard a splash behind her, Abe’s head bobbing in the water.
“Come on in, woman, I won’t bite!”
Stacey hesitated; the water looked inviting and the ride had been a long one.
“Oh come on in! Or are you scared?”
Turning her back to him, she undid the buttons of her shirt and unzipped her jeans. “Turn around and don’t look!”
“Yes ma’am”
Taking a look in his direction and noticing his back towards her,
Stacey took off her boots, shirt and jeans, and running to the waters’ edge, jumped in. The water was cold, but refreshing.
When her head bobbed up, she was greeted with a splash of water in her face, the suddenness causing her to gulp in a mouthful and start coughing. Abe was there immediately, patt
ing her on the back. “Hey, are you alright, sweetheart? I didn’t mean to startle you!”
“Why,” Stacey managed in between a bout of coughing, “do you call me that?”
“Call you what?” The man looked genuinely dumbfounded.
“Pet names. Like Sugar, Honey, Darlin’, and so on?”
“Well now, that’s just the way I am I guess. It’s what I call all women. I don’t mean anything by it or to offend anyone.”
“Oh.” Stacey felt a little put out at the newly imparted information. A small part of her wanted him to see her differently, yet the other part, the married part, kept on telling her it was wrong.
“I see. No offense taken. I was just wondering.”
“Why do you have clothes on?”
“What? I don’t.”
“Yes you do.” He was standing close. Close enough that she could see his nakedness beneath the water if she but looked down. His one finger hooked around her bra strap, pulled it, and let it go, allowing the offending scrap of material to snap back against her shoulder.
“Well, I can’t swim stark naked!”
Abe frowned as if genuinely puzzled. “Why on earth not?”
“It’s not decent!”
Abe’s head snapped back as he let out a bellow of laughter. When he sobered up slightly, he looked at her steadily, his blue eyes piercing.
“According to whom? Your mother? Society? Friends? Don’t you make your own rules, darlin’, live your own life? Who cares what others think or say? You have one life. Live it on your own terms, not on someone else’s! If you break no laws, what could anyone possibly have to say about anything you do?”
“It doesn’t work like that!”
Abe grabbed her hands and pulled her in deeper. “Life is like this pool in the river. The water is the people and their perceptions. You are the individual. Life and the people in it, keep on moving, every one living their own life in their own little world that they have planned for themselves. Do you honestly think they give a shit about what someone else’s idea of propriety is? They don’t. So what you do, honestly, is of no concern to anyone else.”
Before Stacey had a chance to respond, Abe dunker her. As she came up, spluttering once again and gasping for air, he grabbed around the waist and kissed her. It came so suddenly, she had no time to compose herself, and found herself responding. Their bodies were flush against each other, and even though the water was cold, she felt him against her; hard and insistent.
Thoughts of Reese suddenly flushed her mind, insistently, and she pulled away from Abe, gasping.
“No, Abe, no!”
“Why not, Stacey. You want me. I can see it in your eyes, feel it in your body’s reaction to me. I know you want me! And damn! Your body is all woman! Soft, curvy, it’s delicious!”
“I’m married to Reese!”
“Do you love him?”
“Yes, of course I do! “
“Do you want me?”
“I can’t answer that.” Stacey kept her eyes averted, wishing the situation could somehow miraculously pass.
“Look at me!”
When Stacey shook her head, Abe turned her face to his.
“Open your eyes, and listen to me.”
Stacey did as she was told and stared into his sky-blue eyes. “Reese knows, Stacey. He knows how I feel, and he knows you are attracted to me, and he went away with the express purpose of allowing this to happen. Don’t you get it? It’s not a problem!”
“But I… he… that is…”
“Have you never thought about having two men love you, Stacey?
Have two men making love to you? It’s what Reese wants. It’s what I want. A family of three. One woman between us that we can love and cherish. Do you feel nothing? Because I sure as hell have been tiptoeing around you the last few days, and I know, hell, I can feel, that you are not unaffected! Tell me I am wrong!”
Stacey had no words, yet her eyes betrayed her. Abe grabbed against him roughly and kissed her again, this time more insistently, and she felt her resolve waver. He tasted so good! She wanted him so badly, since the first moment she had seen him, she realized. Her body betrayed her even more than her lips, molding against him.
Inwardly, Abe smiled. He, not they, were going to get what they wanted, and they wanted Stacey.
Abruptly, he pulled away, hoisted her up, and carried her out of the water, laying her down on the soft grass that grew at the side of the stream. “Let me make love to you, Stacey. I want you. Badly. Open yourself to me, let me have you, let me show you how much I want you!”
The urgency in his words was her undoing, and she lifted her arms to him, urging him closer. Abe needed no further invitation, she seemed to melt under him, become fluid, her need for this large man seeming to override her very thoughts, and for now, this moment, Reese was forgotten.
Abe seemed to worship her, kissing each inch, his hands and tongue stroking each luscious inch, while her moans of pleasure seemed as music to his ears.
Finally, when her need reached its peak, she could hold it in no longer. “Abe, please, please… I need you!”
Abe smiled in triumph as he plunged into her, their hips moving in sync with each other, every thrust an effort from his part to stake his claim. Her shuddering gasp as she came was the catalyst he needed to come as well, spilling into her. They lay, spent, in the dappled shade provided by the trees, and fell asleep.
***
Stacey was doing the morning dishes when her phone rang. It was Reese. She dried her hands and answered, not sure what she would say to him. She was spared any embarrassment when he started the conversation by asking after her daily activities. When she would have said goodbye, he stopped her.
“So, Stacey, I’ve spoken to Abe…”
“Yes?” she was suddenly breathless.
“He told me the two of you have become quite well acquainted.”
“Reese, the thing is… Well I… We… I need to talk to you.”
Reese laughter cut her off. “It is okay, babe. I know. You like him, don’t you? Even perhaps love him a little?”
“I love you Reese!”
“Hey, Hun, I know! Don’t sweat! I left so that the two of you could get closer, and so that you could decide whether you see your way towards taking things a little further.”
“Further? What do you mean, Reese?”
“We’ll talk when I get home the day after tomorrow. In the meantime, get to know him a little better, hmm? Play a little, have some fun!”
“No, babe. I am giving you permission to let him fuck you any way he sees fit. Enjoy it. If things work out, and I believe they will, ‘cos you are not the type to just sleep around, we could have a very nice arrangement going. But I’ll tell you more when I get back. In the meantime, get used to a lot of sex, babe. It’s what I want. For you, and me, and Abe.”
Stacey put down the phone. He wants Abe to fuck me? It really is okay with him? A portion of her mind was filled with trepidation at what the brothers had in mind for her, while another portion, the part she had been suppressing, was excited.
Stacey made a cup of coffee, and went through to the home office where she had a fire stoked in the fireplace and sat down on the couch. She allowed her imagination free reign, imagining both men’s hands on her, fondling her, kissing her, making love to her, at the same time.
“Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Stacey?”
She was shocked out of her reverie by Abe’s voice behind her.
“What? No, I…” she had no idea how to continue.
“I want your ass. Would you give it to me, if I asked?”
“Abe, I… Well, that is, I…”
“You have thought about it, fantasized about it?
I know you talked to Reese. He seems pleased with how things have worked out so far in his absence. But I need to prepare you, Stacey. Don’t you want to know what it would be like with two men fucking you at the same time? How it would feel having two men want you, ne
ed you, take you? You do, don’t you? You think about us, fucking your tight little pussy, your mouth, your ass. Imagined having your sex holes all used. Haven’t you?”
Wordlessly, Stacey could only nod.
“Come here, Stacey, I have something for you. Come to my bedroom. I want to give you something.”
She followed him down the hall and into his bedroom. “I am going to fuck you, Stacey. Is that alright? But before I do, I want to stick a small butt plug up your ass, and I want you to wear it the whole day, so that you can get ready for what I have in mind tonight.”
“You want to fuck my ass?”
“Tonight, yes. But I don’t want to hurt you. So,” he said, turning around with a smallish plug in his hands, “this! Take off your clothes, hmm? Show me what is going to be mine, ours. And then bend over so that I can insert it. You want this, don’t you?”
Stacey stood indecisively. She realized that this was the moment of truth, the moment she needed to make a decision that would stay with her for the rest of her life. To be wife to two men, have two men look after her, have two men love and fuck her.
“Yes. Yes I do want this. I want to belong to both of you, and I want you both to fuck me, Abe. I want it very much!”
“Well, Hun, what are you waiting for? Take off that offensive clothing and bend over for me. It’s time for the next level.”
Doing as she was asked, Stacey hurriedly got undresses and bent over, feeling oddly vulnerable. Abe stood behind her, a finger probing at her small hole, smearing it with lube. His finger slowly entered her back passage, allowing her to adjust to the feel of it, until he managed to get it all the way in. Then he started moving it slowly, pushing it in and out.
“Do you like that?”
“Ah yes!” she managed to gasp.
“Good, you are a natural. Now for the plug.”
His questing finger was replaced by the feel of the rubber plug, which he slowly inserted. He gave her a slap on the ass. “Good. Now you keep it there, okay?”
Standing again, Stacey nodded; the unfamiliar feeling in her ass making her put her weight from one leg to the other experimentally.