by Sam Crescent
“It’s nothing special, really. Just a box of cookies as a way of an apology. I checked for vegan recipes online, and I had all the ingredients. Here you go.”
He took the tin from her, charmed she’d done the research for him. “You’re a sweetheart. You know that, don’t you?”
“I try.” She rolled her eyes and he chuckled.
After taking out a cookie, he bit into it and closed his eyes. “So good.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes.”
He took her hand and pulled her against him. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he kissed her lips. “Did Beau say thank you?”
“He did. Someone saw us, I don’t know who.”
He could lie but he didn’t see the reason to. Mrs. Dale would spread rumors regardless and so he told her.
“Oh, fuck.”
“Don’t panic.”
“Don’t panic? She’s like the devil.”
He laughed. “She’s not that bad.”
“Really? She’s the one who suspected the pastor of cheating on his wife because he kept visiting that woman.” She clicked her fingers.
“Charlotte?” he asked.
“Yeah, and it turned out she’d gotten some bad news and the pastor was only offering support.”
“I know.”
“I saw Charlotte cry as people whispered about her.” Connie climbed off his lap and rested against his desk. Not too long ago, he’d eaten her pussy across this very counter. Good times.
“You don’t care, do you?” Connie asked.
“No.”
“Don’t you think you should be?”
“No.”
“You’re so infuriating.”
“Mrs. Dale can spread whatever nasty rumor she wants to. I’m not going to be paying attention to it. She saw you with Beau. So what?”
“She has seen me with you as well. Not to mention at the park. Ugh, I can’t think about this.”
“What’s the worst that can happen?” he asked.
“Have you never had people whispering behind their hands? Pointing at you?”
“Yes.”
“Really?”
“Yep.” He leaned back. “You do know for the longest time the town thought Beau and I were lovers.”
“They did?”
He nodded. “We’ve been best friends for a long time. Neither of us have settled down. We’re always together at your bar. They added two plus two and came up with us being together as a couple. It’s kind of funny being offered wedding invites. I got a card once with Beau as my plus one.”
“And you didn’t care?”
“No. I thought it was fucking hilarious.”
“What if this ruins my business?” she said.
She moved from his desk and started to pace in front of it. She ran her fingers through her hair. “I’m sorry. I know I’m going crazy. I’m even sounding crazy to myself.”
“I don’t see how a rumor can cause a problem with your business.”
“Simple. People will start to talk. They will avoid coming to my bar.”
Scott chuckled. “Don’t you think it will help increase your customers?”
“How?”
“To see if the rumors are true. Beau and I could help with that. You could hire us as barmen.” He winked at her.
“You’re not taking this seriously,” she said.
He got up from his seat and moved toward her. He captured her hand, drawing her close. “You have got to stop stressing. You’re too beautiful to worry.”
“You’re not going to charm me.”
“I am,” he said.
After running his hands down her body, he cupped her ass. He pressed his cock against her. “You feel that? For me, that’s all that really matters. I don’t care what other bullshit people are saying or doing. Just you, me, and Beau. We’re the only ones that matter. Don’t tell me you’re going to let someone’s bitchiness spoil what we’ve got?” he asked. “Mrs. Dale can be a nasty piece of work. She’s not worth worrying yourself over.”
Connie sighed. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m sorry. I don’t … I’m not used to this.”
“You, me, and Beau, we’re a team. We won’t let anything happen to you. If she starts rumors, so what? Anyone can start a rumor.”
“I don’t like gossip.”
He kissed her. “Stop worrying. That’s an order. I think you’re going to owe me and Beau some more cookies after all of this.” He took her lips again, feeling her melt.
She was finally off her monthly cycle.
“Your toy arrived today,” he said.
Her body tensed up. “My toy?”
He squeezed her ass so she would know exactly what he was talking about. “Oh, yeah. So tonight, my place, you and Beau, I think it’s only fair that I get to try it out and see how it looks.”
“I don’t know.”
“You’re scared of a butt plug?” he asked.
“Wouldn’t you be?”
“Nope, because I know how to work it and I know once we get you ready, your pussy and ass will belong to me and Beau. I can’t wait to see you come apart, belonging to the two of us.”
He kissed her again, trying to distract her. They needed to get her pregnant before Mrs. Dale could fuck up his plans.
****
For the first time since opening, Connie closed the bar early and went straight to Scott’s. She didn’t know if she was making a mistake or not, but at that moment, she really didn’t care.
Being near Scott and Beau filled her with happiness and she wasn’t going to allow herself to be pushed away, not by anyone.
Her men were already waiting for her as she got to the door. She offered them each a smile and within seconds, she was in their arms.
“Tell me, beautiful, the butt plug in during dinner or after?” Scott asked.
“I know which one I want.” Beau winked at her.
Neither of them sounded appealing, but she didn’t want to spoil her night by waiting for the anticipation of it. She’d never had a butt plug or anal sex. This was all new to her. “Before dinner.”
Scott grabbed her ass tightly, drawing her close. He pressed his face against her neck and breathed her in. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
“Why, because I’m willing to have a butt plug in my ass?” she asked.
“Exactly. For us because you want to feel both of us at the same time.” He kissed her again.
“You’re driving me crazy,” she said.
“Good. Go upstairs, take off all your clothes, and kneel on the bed.”
“You’re into giving demands this evening.”
“You inspire me.” He kissed her deeply and before she left, Beau cupped her face and did exactly the same.
“I can’t wait to see you,” Beau said.
After walking upstairs, she dropped her bag onto the floor and glanced around the room as she removed her clothes. Scott liked to keep a clean room. The nicest of them all. His home reminded her of a family one. A place to raise kids. For people to be part of it all.
She loved it.
When she was completely naked, she knelt on the bed, dropping her head to the sheets and allowing herself to relax.
She didn’t know what to expect.
Minutes ticked by.
Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, both Beau and Scott entered the bedroom.
“Now that is a sight I could get used to,” Beau said. He walked right up behind her, gripped her ass, and pressed a kiss to each cheek. “You make me ache, Connie.”
“We don’t have to have dinner yet,” she said.
“Naughty girl.” Beau cupped her pussy, sliding a finger deep into her, making her gasp. “I feel how wet you are for us.” He growled against her ass. “Don’t worry. When you’re ready, we’re going to show you every single attention you could have dreamed of.”
He released her pussy, stepping back, and she glanced behind her to see Scott carrying the butt plug. He held a
tube of lubricant as well.
“I want you to keep on playing with her,” Scott said. “I don’t want any part of this to hurt.”
She expected Beau’s fingers to be between her thighs, but instead, he moved so his face was underneath her pussy and he could easily lick her. His tongue glided across her clit and she couldn’t help but grind herself down on his face, relishing his touch.
Scott slapped her ass, drawing her back up.
“Open her, Beau.”
Her ass was held open.
She felt something slick touch her anus and she gasped at the sudden pressure.
“It may sting. Get used to it and push out.”
Beau used his teeth to help distract her.
She ground herself onto his face, needing more of the pleasure he offered and gave, rubbing her clit, sucking on it, making her beg.
As Beau did this, Scott pushed the butt plug against her anus, working her open. It stretched her tight, causing just enough amount of pain and pleasure combined. She was so close to coming.
“Come for us,” Scott said.
She didn’t hold back. There was no way for her to. There was nothing left of her sanity. She really needed him and more.
As she cried out for more, the butt plug was pushed in deep and she didn’t care as her body was flush with arousal. While she rubbed her pussy against Beau’s face, Scott wrapped his fingers in her hair and pulled her head back. His lips were on hers, swallowing her release.
It was hot, sexy, and it made her not want to stop.
But stop they did. Scott and Beau let her go.
Beau helped her to her feet. She shook a little and the butt plug was a little uncomfortable.
“So, how long do I have to keep this in?”
“For a short time. Don’t worry, we’ll be fucking you very, very soon. I don’t think I could wait too long,” Scott said.
He pulled her close and Beau did the same, holding her.
This was where she felt most safe and protected, between her two men. This was her idea of perfect. She allowed herself to bask in their closeness for a few short seconds, just breathing them in, loving them, and not wanting them to go.
They were her world, and she loved them more than anything.
Wait.
Her men pulled away before they felt her tense up.
“I’m going to go and prepare dinner. If you’d like to wash up, I’ll see you downstairs.”
She nodded her head but didn’t say a word. There were no words to be said.
Love.
No, it couldn’t be love.
It couldn’t be, right?
But she did.
She loved her men, and now, she knew she was doomed. She didn’t have feelings for just one man, but for two. She loved them and she feared losing them more than anything.
After moving to the bathroom, she stared into the mirror and shook her head. “What have you gotten yourself into?”
Chapter Eight
Scott pushed the butt plug into her ass for the next couple of days. They fucked her, taking turns with her pussy and mouth, neither of them using a condom. He kept a calendar where he marked her period times, and the potential for her most fertile times.
He rubbed at his temple as his door was burst open. Looking up, he saw Beau with a wildness in his eyes.
“Have you heard?”
“Have I heard what?”
Beau threw down a paper bag with the scent of fries filling the air.
He already had his own packed lunch and he reached for it, figuring this was his friend’s idea of a lunch date. Peeling open a banana, he waited as Beau collapsed.
“I was standing in the diner minding my own business when I heard the gossip.”
“Someone actually gossiped with you?”
“No, that’s the thing, I was the gossip.”
Scott paused. “Connie?”
“Hell yeah. I came here first but I wanted … fuck, the shit they’re saying. They’re calling Connie a whore. Saying she’s using both of us. I hope she hasn’t heard anything.”
“I haven’t gotten a call from her but if they’re already openly saying stuff like that, then it’s only a matter of time.”
“I don’t even know who said it. It was Melissa and all of her little clique, you know them.”
Scott nodded.
“I told them they needed to mind their own business and they didn’t have a clue what they were talking about. That if they needed to know what an actual whore was like they should look in the mirror.”
Melissa was known for sleeping around and didn’t care if the men were married or not. Of course, no one could actually prove it as there was always some kind of magical proof for it.
“I can’t fucking stand Melissa. She’s a two-faced liar and you know if she knows…”
“The whole town knows.”
“Yes. I’m going to be clear here. I love her, Scott. I mean, she’s all I think about all day from the minute I wake up. She’s the only woman I want. I can imagine spending the rest of my life with her. Falling in love with her. Being with her. Does that make me crazy?”
“No, because I feel the same way. I love her. I want this to work and fucking Mrs. Dale with her nosey bullshit. I’ve got no problem with the town knowing we love her, but … fuck!” Scott got up and started to pace. “This is all fucking bullshit, you know that, right?”
“Yes. She doesn’t even know how we feel, Scott. What are we supposed to do?”
“Whatever we have to for her to see she is wanted and loved,” Scott said. “What we need to do is get her to avoid the town. No shopping. I’ll stop off at the grocery store. We’ll take alternate days to close early.”
“Sounds fair.”
“Then we’ll figure something out to make this work. This pisses me off.” He paced the room. “I’m so fucking annoyed right now.”
“What about at the bar? Someone’s going to speak to her.”
“Then we pay close attention to the bar. We watch everyone. Anyone we think will say something, we’re on their ass. Simple as. We make sure they know if they upset our woman, they’ll deal with us.”
“And you think it’s going to be as simple as that?”
“It has to be,” Scott said. “I don’t want to lose her and not because of some gossip, no matter if it’s right.”
“I’m going to go and close up shop,” Beau said. “Oh, I’m also going to send Mrs. Dale packing if she comes to my place asking me to look over her car again. There’s no way I’m going to let her ruin my chance at happiness.”
“Go, I’ll finish up here and be there as soon as possible.”
Beau shook his hand and he watched him go.
Sitting back behind his desk, he put together a quick email to let all of his employees know the change in hours for the next couple of weeks. It sounded stupid even to him to affect his business, but love was exactly that. He’d never felt it before. Sure, he’d had occasional relationships but nothing close to this.
With the quick email sent, he also pulled up Mrs. Dale’s file. She had a membership for a regular training session. She was a nasty piece of work and as he printed off her termination and wrote out a check for the refund of the classes she hadn’t taken and the remainder of her membership fee, he sealed the envelope and placed it in the tray for postage.
By the end of the evening, he wasn’t in the best of moods when he joined Beau at the bar. His friend sat at the corner, keeping an eye out.
The moment he joined him, Connie was there with drinks. “Hey, boys, how was your day?
“Good. I’ve got a bunch of groceries in the car. You got your key?”
“Oh, I thought we were going out tomorrow to get them.”
“It was quiet and I thought I’d stop by.”
“Oh, sure. Of course.” Connie winked at him. She pulled her key out of her pocket. “If you need any help, let me know.”
Another customer called to attention.
“You keep an eye on her, okay?”
“You don’t want any help?”
“Not right now. Our main priority is keeping her safe and not letting anyone hurt her. Got it?”
Beau lifted up his beer. “Got it. We can’t let her find out no matter what. I’m more than happy to hurt a couple of these bastards if they even try it.”
Together, they could make their woman happy. He knew it. First, they had to actually get her to fall in love with them and that was proving more difficult than he liked to believe.
****
Distraction.
Beau and Scott knew how to do that.
Like right now.
Connie had been wearing the butt plug for a couple of days, and her ass was ready for the both of them, not at the same time. No, he wanted to be inside her.
Licking her pussy, he listened as Connie sucked on Scott’s cock.
For the past hour, they’d been getting her body ready. He’d given her an orgasm, a strong one. When it came to the second, he held her at the peak, not allowing her to find any kind of release because by the time she did come, he wanted to be inside her.
“Please,” she said, moaning.
“Do you want to feel us?” Scott asked.
“Yes. I don’t want to wait anymore.”
Scott moved up the bed and Beau helped Connie as she straddled his lap. Scott held his dick in his fist and guided her over his length. She sank down onto his cock. Beau really loved to watch.
Her eyes closed and her teeth sank into her lip. The look of pleasure passed across her face, making his balls ache just to watch her. She really was a sight to behold.
Up and down, Scott bounced her on his dick.
“Are you ready?” Beau asked.
“Yes, please, I want to feel you both.”
After grabbing the tube of lubrication they’d left on the bed, he smeared a lot of the gel, covering his shaft. Climbing on behind her, it was Scott’s turn to open her wide.
“She’s still going to be tight,” Scott said. “The plug is designed for her to get accustomed to us.”
“I know.” He winked at his best friend.
“You’re ready for me, aren’t you, baby?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“Good.”
He nibbled on her neck as he pressed the tip of his dick to her anus.
Slowly, he pushed past that tight ring of muscles, sinking into her ass, and he gritted his teeth as pleasure overtook him.