by Marla Monroe
Desire for Two
Brothers Clay and Elliot Middleton are looking for an administrative assistant when they hire Desire for the job, but what they end up with is a passionate woman intent on keeping it all about business. Desire wants the prestigious position, but it comes with two hunky men.
When they ask her to return to their hometown to help design their new home, will she succumb to their allure or pass on the passion they promise to give her? Clay and Elliot both know she’s the one for them, but she thinks they’re just using her.
When the time comes to admit what they want, will it be too late to save her desire for two?
Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys
Length: 34,900 words
DESIRE FOR TWO
Marla Monroe
MENAGE AMOUR
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DESIRE FOR TWO
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Chapter One
“We’ve got to have an assistant, Clay. I’m tired of fielding all these stupid-ass calls and just any Tom, Dick, or Betty Boop walking in when I’m busy working,” Elliot said.
“So let’s get someone from the float pool. You choose. I’m too busy with the Mastersons’ contract.” Clay shuffled some papers around on his desk.
Elliot sat on one corner of the desk and shook his head.
“You choose. I’m juggling two buyouts now.”
“Then we both have to interview together. I’ll call down to Human Resources and ask for a group of candidates to choose from.” Clay handed Elliot a folder.
Elliot grabbed the folder and sat it on top of the stack. He sighed and shook his head.
“Make sure they know we want someone more mature with some contract experience,” Clay said.
“Do you think that will leave anyone to interview?” Elliot chuckled.
“Who knows? I just don’t want to be chased around my desk,” Clay said.
“No, you like to do the chasing.”
Elliot walked over to his office next door and picked up the phone. He called down to HR and gave them his requirements. They assured him there would be a few qualified people left for them to choose from. He sat up a time for the interviews and checked with Clay to be sure it was fine with him.
They called him back within the next two hours with six qualified candidates who were available.
“I guess six is a good number. Not too many to have to single one out,” he later told Clay.
“I suppose there were more experienced women in the float pool than we thought.”
* * * *
Friday during lunch they spent time reviewing the questions they planned to ask and looked through the folders delivered that morning. Neither of them had had time to look over them yet. Clay was a little put out that he hadn’t taken the time to look them over before now.
They immediately discounted two of the six as not having enough experience. They would interview them out of courtesy since they’d been told they would be interviewed.
A third folder proved to be a man with several years of good experience, but not in contract law. He had excellent job reviews. He would be one to keep out.
Then they came across Desire’s folder. Clay read through her folder while Elliot reviewed the man’s folder. She was single. She was thirty-two with no children. She had an associate’s degree in business law and was a paralegal as well. She’d worked for three years in an office of a contract lawyer in Memphis, Tennessee. She had been with their firm for two years after moving from Memphis for a change in scenery.
Hmmm, that could mean anything from man trouble to financial difficulties. He figured it didn’t matter. Desire wasn’t totally out.
“The guy sounds like he has some good credentials, but I’m not sure about his sexual preferences. We’ll have to wait and see when he arrives,” Elliot said. “What do you have?”
“I think I have the perfect one for us.” He handed over Desire’s file.
After a few minutes of reading through her employee file, Elliot lifted his eyebrows and nodded his head.
“I think you may be right. She sounds perfect. I’m a little concerned that she’s single, but she has the needed experience. There aren’t any write-ups in her file for unprofessional conduct. The list says she’s last to interview,” Elliot noticed.
“We’ll have to go through the rest of them regardless, but we can hedge on some of the questions we had on the two we know we don’t want,” Clay suggested.
They spent the next three hours talking with the candidates before Desire. The man turned out to be gay, though he was in a committed relationship, so they agreed to keep him as a backup plan.
At 4:15 p.
m. someone knocked on the door to their conference room. Clay called for them to come in. He and Elliot were on the opposite side of the conference room table from the door, and this put the interviewee on the other side.
The vision who walked in took Clay’s breath away. Deep auburn hair cascaded in curls down her back, swaying as she walked. Eyes the color of a spring sky just after a refreshing rain shower shone with intelligence. She looked to be about five foot five inches in two-inch heels. Her body would make any man groan. The word “voluptuous” came to mind. She had curves in all the right places with an ass to make any man salivate. He found himself adjusting his cock as she sat down across from them at the conference room table
Clay glanced over at Elliot and noted his brother was in the same boat. He had noticed her body as well. Good. He wasn’t alone in the predicament.
“Ms. Addison, I’m Clay Middleton, and this is my brother, Elliot Middleton. It’s nice to meet you,” he said.
“I’m pleased to meet you as well. I hope I will be able to convince you I’m the best choice for the position you have available.”
Clay wanted to stand up and tell her she would be perfect in any position he could fit her in, but restrained himself. If they couldn’t control themselves, she wasn’t the right candidate—she would distract them too much. That left the male candidate. Clay sighed.
“Ms. Addison, this job is very stressful. What do you do to relieve stress?”
“I work out. I kickbox. I also like to read.” She smiled across the table at them.
“What is your most recent accuracy percentage with typing?” Elliot asked.
“98.8%,” she told them.
Their male employee’s was only 94.5%. Not good.
“What made you move from Memphis to Springwater?” Clay asked.
“Memphis has gotten to be a dangerous place to live for a single woman. I had been broken into three times and was tired of it. So, I did some research and Springwater ended up being one of the safest small towns in the area,” she said.
“Is that why you took kickboxing?” Elliot asked.
“It’s why I used to take it. Now, I continue it because I enjoy it, and it’s good exercise. I’ve actually won a few tournaments,” she said proudly.
“What hours are you available to work?” Clay asked.
“Pretty much all hours. I do require some sleep, though,” she said with a smile. “Other than that, I’m open to your hours.
“Do you have any objections to accompanying us on trips when we have to go out of town?” Elliot shuffled a few papers.
She hesitated then drew in a deep breath and shook her head. “No, I’m fine with that,” she finally said.
Their male candidate was fine with an occasional business trip, but stated he couldn’t be on call twenty-four hours a day as he had a relationship to maintain. He was willing to work long hours if they didn’t last for weeks at a time.
“So long hours won’t bother you?” Elliot asked again.
“No, I’m fine with working over. I expect to be compensated with raises and bonuses for exceptional work.” She smiled, and it reached her amazing blue eyes. Once again Clay had to adjust his cock. They were in a tough spot here.
“I think we have all the information we need right now, Ms. Addison. We’ll be in touch with our choice on Monday,” Elliot told her.
They stood up when she did and watched as she walked out of the conference room door.
“Fuck!” They both said in unison.
“What in the hell are we going to do now? She’s perfect for the freaking job,” Clay said.
“I don’t know, but maybe with the way she dresses we can control ourselves around her,” Elliot pointed out.
“Yeah, well, I’m sure as hell interested in her.” Clay picked up his folders.
“That could be a big problem, Clay.”
“Tell me you aren’t interested in her.”
“Hell yeah, I am. She’s a fucking wet dream. My cock is so hard now I could drill an oil well,” Elliot admitted.
“Speaking of which, have you had a chance to review Murphey’s oil contract?” Clay asked.
“Don’t try and change the subject. We need to figure out what we are going to do. I vote we choose her.” Elliot pushed away from the table and headed for the door.
“And how are you planning to explain your dick poking out every time she’s around?” Clay asked as he followed him.
“I figure, with time, she won’t affect me that way anymore. You know, she’s just a novelty that will wear off eventually.”
“I’m not so sure I agree with that.” Clay opened the door and they stepped out into the hall.
They talked contracts all the way back to Clay’s office. As soon as the door was closed, Elliot jumped back on the subject of Desire.
“We can at least give her a try. I mean professionally, of course.” He grinned. “Hell, what I wouldn’t give to have a chance to taste that pussy.”
Elliot eased one hip on Clay’s desk.
“Man, you are horny. We need to get laid over the weekend before we come back,” Clay said.
“I agree. Jeanie is probably available,” Elliot said.
“Give her a call. I’m going to return the employee files for everyone but Desire. I’ll tell Donna not to let her know yet. We might still change our mind over the weekend.”
“Good idea,” Elliot said.
They settled down to talk cases and contracts, but Clay’s thoughts still returned every so often to those sky blue eyes and that expressive face. He was just as hooked on her as his brother was. They had a problem.
Chapter Two
Desire returned to her desk in a daze. She had been excited at the prospect of becoming an actual administrative assistant and getting out of the float pool, but after meeting the Middleton brothers, she wasn’t so sure it was a good idea. They were hot. Elliot stood around six foot five inches with broad shoulders and rugged good looks. Jet black hair curled a little at his ears. Clay’s hair was a dark brown and, though cut a little longer, didn’t curl like Elliot’s did.
Clay looked to be about six foot three inches and held the same rugged good looks as Elliot. Both had piercing black eyes. Both turned her on so freaking hot she wasn’t sure how she could stand to work around them without wanting to jump their bones anytime they were close. Maybe getting the job wasn’t a good idea.
She had worked hard to be taken seriously since the fiasco in Memphis. No matter how good she was, it was always her looks that got her the job or, if you believed everyone, the fact that she fucked her way there. Desire could honestly say she’d never done that and never would. If she ever did want a normal relationship again, she’d deal with it then. Right now, all she wanted was to get ahead at work—without using her body to do it.
Desire finished up the files she was working on and decided to head home early for a change. It was already thirty minutes past quitting time. As the last person in the office, it was her job to check that everything was turned off and that the coffeepot was clean and unplugged. Today she whisked through and found everything done for a change. She would be home by seven if she stopped and picked up something for dinner on the way.
She had a fondness for Chinese food, and called in an order for orange chicken and fried rice. She would grab her laundry at the cleaners and swing by Little Panda and pick up her order. She couldn’t wait to get out of her clothes and slip into shorts. Her feet were aching from filing for three hours in heels. She had never been one to enjoy wearing high heels. She compromised and wore them shorter than most of her female colleagues.
She closed and locked her apartment door just as her phone began ringing in her purse. The Chinese takeout bag dropped to the cabinet as she dug in her purse for her phone.
“Hello?”
“Desire? It’s Byron. Did you get the promotion?” Byron was one of the gay men she’d met at the office. He worked as the administrative assistant for one of the other
partners in the firm.
“I won’t know till Monday. They interviewed six of us, according to Donna. That’s all I really know so far.”
“Well, all I have to say is you’re one lucky bitch. They are two of the hottest looking men in the company. I’d be all over them if I were you.”
“You’re a man slut, Byron. You wouldn’t either. You’re just saying that.”
“How about dinner and a movie tomorrow night? Jim is working the ER tomorrow and won’t be home before six a.m. Sunday morning. I don’t want to mope around waiting on him to come home.” Byron’s partner was in his last year of residency at the local hospital.
“Sounds good to me. I pick the movie though. I’m sick of girl flicks,” she groused.
“Oh, save me,” Byron said. “What action flick is out this week?”
“Hmm, I’ll let you know. You going to pick me up or do you want to meet at Lolita’s?”
“I’ll pick you up. No need for both of us to burn gas. It’s gotten too expensive to do anything now.”
They talked for another five minutes while she spread out her meal on the bar in her kitchen. Byron told her he would pick her up at six thirty and to wear something risqué. She’d laughed at him and hung up. With her ass, most anything she bought was a little risqué.
Chapter Three
Saturday night Clay and Elliot sat on either side of Jeanie, expecting the night to go as it normally did. They would enjoy a nice dinner, dancing at the club, then go back to her place for a night of naughty sex between the three of them. Elliot wasn’t feeling it though. He didn’t know about Clay, but all he could think about was Desire with her sexy ass and striking eyes. He glanced around Lolita’s and nearly fell out of his chair. Sitting not three tables over was Desire and a man that looked vaguely familiar.
