by Jan Springer
Suddenly, she wanted his hands touching her. Wanted him to push her down onto the table and start fucking her.
His kiss became more forceful. She whimpered as arousal flooded her. His cock jerked and swelled beneath her. His erection was huge and the friction of it pushing against her pussy was doing awesome things to her insides.
“She kisses really nice,” Rafe said as he suddenly broke the kiss. He was breathing hard. She was breathing harder.
A tingly headiness had her almost toppling off his lap, but Rafe’s arms tightened around her. Whew! The man sure did know how to kiss!
“Wow, you are one Romeo, Rafe. You’ve knocked her off her feet,” Dan laughed.
“All right, boys, I think we’d better call this a night before things get out of hand,” Brady said in a rough voice.
She didn’t dare look at him, for if she did she knew the hot look on his face would make her want to do some more naughty things, things that she should not be doing with her employers.
“Take the rest of the night off, JJ. It’s been quite an eventful day for us. We’ll finish off things down here.”
JJ nodded and reluctantly climbed off Rafe’s lap.
Have mercy! What had she just done? And why did she want to do so much more? With all three of them!
Chapter Six
Brady had remained relatively silent as the three of them removed the dishes from the table, washed them and put them away. Today had been an interesting day, to say the least.
First, with JJ’s anxiety attack while he’d been on the phone with her parole officer, and then Dan kissing her. Spying on her while she was in the arms of another man had turned him on. Big time. Then, while watching her kiss Rafe, his cock had swelled and he’d fantasized about fucking her right there on top of the dining table.
Since JJ had gone upstairs, Dan and Rafe were acting jovial as if nothing had happened with JJ. But, they’d always been pretty good at covering their true emotions. Him, not so much.
Due to their schedule being interrupted this afternoon, they knew they would be up quite late tending to the cattle and doing other chores. It wouldn’t be until past midnight when all of them would climb into their beds. But only then would he be able to claim some semblance of peace in the privacy of his own bedroom.
His shaft was as hard as a spike and he needed relief. But only the kind that JJ could give him. In the meantime, he needed to figure out how to proceed with their relationship.
She’d been excited about kissing Rafe. He’d seen it in her eyes as she’d looked to him for approval. He’d given it and watching the two of them kissing had really excited him. Dan too, had shifted uncomfortably in his chair, probably making room for his engorged erection pressing against his pants.
It wouldn’t be the first time they’d shared a woman who all three of them were interested in. But those other women were different. He’d known they would move on after they’d left. They were temporary.
With JJ, he had the feeling things were going to be permanent. Now, all he had to do was figure out if she was receptive to having sex with all of them. Separately and together.
* * * * *
Two more weeks until Christmas, JJ thought as she slipped into the steamy shower stall. She wasn’t sure how long masturbating under the sounds of running water was going to keep the sexual edge off. There was only so long one woman who’d been in prison for so long could handle her sexual urges around three sexy cowboys—who, to her disappointment, didn’t wear cowboy hats…except in her fantasies and dreams.
Since that day she’d kissed Rafe and Dan, the dynamics of the easygoing employee-employer relationship had changed. She’d become conscious of their heated looks and quite aware of her own reactions to the men.
She’d begun to fantasize about them during the day while she went about doing her housework, while preparing their meals as well as when she stepped into the shower.
JJ blew out a tense breath as hot water pummelled her shoulder muscles. Nervous energy made her eager to masturbate and take off the sexual edge, so she immediately grabbed the scented soap and began to lather her body. She soaped her throat and down her sides, then paid special attention to her breasts, lathering her nipples.
Sensuously, she rubbed them and tugged her nipples until they turned hard and achy and her lower belly tightened. Leaving one hand to massage her breasts, she slid the bar of soap lower and slowly soaped her belly. She widened her legs and slipped the bar between her thighs and slid the slippery soap back and forth over her clitoris.
Her breathing quickened. Her legs tightened.
Her hand massaged first one and then her other breast, her fingers continuously rubbing her tender wet nipples.
She moved the foamy soap bar faster and faster.
She shuddered and gasped. Her pussy clenched, demanding penetration. Lifting one leg, she placed her foot onto the edge of the bathtub, spreading her legs wider. She rubbed the slippery bar faster and faster over her wet clit and moaned softly as her vaginal muscles clenched.
She imagined the three men slipping into the shower to be with her. Water sluicing over their tanned muscles. Their cocks, erect and swollen, ready to pleasure her.
Two of them would move in front of her, their heads lowering. Two mouths lapping at her nipples. Another man dropping onto his knees in front of her, his hot mouth melting over her clitoris. He would suck hard.
Pleasure explode through her. She gyrated her hips and rode the agonizing waves, rubbing the bar of soap harder and harder.
For a few tumultuous seconds she didn’t care if they heard her. Let them hear. She dropped the soap and thrust three fingers into her pussy. Her muscles eagerly clenched them and she cried out as she came.
“I told you,” Rafe whispered.
He, Brady and Dan listened to the rush of water coming from JJ’s bathroom. They stood right outside her bathroom door and every few seconds a sultry moan vibrated above the shower stream.
Beside him Dan cursed softly and Brady clenched his jaw. Fire lanced their eyes. Rafe recognized their looks. He felt the intoxicating need for release shooting through his system as well.
Lately, he’d been hearing sexy mews, but at first he’d thought it was just wishful thinking.
Rafe blew out a tense breath as she moaned again. This time a bit louder.
“Maybe she wants us to hear?” Dan suggested.
“Well, if she does, then we’ve heard,” Brady replied gruffly.
“Does anyone have any ideas of what we can do to help alleviate her sexual tension?” Rafe asked. He wasn’t sure how long he could stay here listening to her sultry moans every morning and every night when she showered.
“I have an idea,” Brady said softly.
With a nod of his head, he indicated they should move away from the bathroom door and leave her bedroom.
* * * * *
JJ was just removing the third of three bread pans from the oven when she thought she heard the low rumble of an airplane. Normally a plane passing overhead didn’t bother her, but this one sounded different. It was close and in the general direction of the lake.
She peeked out the kitchen window and noticed a pitch-black bush plane coming to a halt on the frozen lake. The plane was similar in size to the one she’d arrived in.
A prickle of uneasiness zipped through her as she watched Brady stroll down the trail to the plane. One person, a pretty auburn-haired woman wearing a powder-blue ski jacket and pants, climbed out of the plane. She shook hands with Brady.
They conversed for several minutes before she disappeared into the plane again and a moment later she handed Brady a medium-sized cardboard box, which he placed on the ice. She handed him a second box, this one smaller, and he put it on top of the other one.
They waved to each other and then the plane roared off again.
She watched as Brady carried one of the boxes up the trail and into the barn. Minutes later he strolled down to the lake and retrieved the se
cond box, strolled back up and disappeared into the barn with it.
Huh, she hadn’t known he’d ordered something for ranch use. She could have used some properly fitting clothes. All this ranch life and healthy eating was making her curvier in some places, especially her breasts.
She grinned to herself. She’d been here almost a month and she hadn’t even thought about taking off and disappearing like she’d wanted to do when she’d been told she was getting a job out here. She’d also managed not to have any more full-blown panic attacks during her short conversations with her parole officer. But speaking with the woman continued to make her anxious, despite Sabrina being polite and cheerful. She didn’t like feeling uncomfortable with authority figures. It kind of ruined her day. She just wished she knew what to do about it.
The mouthwatering scent of her freshly baked bread grabbed her attention and ripped her back to reality. The guys would be here for supper in less than an hour and she needed to hurry to get the rest of dinner ready.
Excitement bubbled through her as she thought about the possibilities of expanding her cooking abilities by ordering a couple more recipe books over the Internet. Until now, she’d stayed away from the computer. The guys had shown her how to use it one night, along with which stores they used to order supplies and how to contact North Country Air for the delivery.
Gosh, she’d had no idea she’d love cooking and baking so much. Or that she’d so quickly fall in love with those men. It warmed her heart when she watched them eating the food she prepared for them. They said she should consider them family. She considered them much more than that. Loving them was a dream. A dream she hoped she would never wake up from, because she knew in reality she could never have a happily-ever-after with all three of them.
* * * * *
Three hours later, JJ stepped out of her bathroom and into her bedroom. She was tired from a full day’s work. She’d prepared three square meals for her men, cleaned and dusted a good portion of the living room and all the bathrooms. She’d even managed to get in some snowshoe practice behind the house. Since Dan had shown her how to snowshoe, she’d been practicing outside every morning for about half an hour.
The air was always fresh and icy cold, but it perked up her senses for the day. While she’d been in prison she’d seriously missed the snow. Winters had been brutal and she’d never had proper winter clothing to keep her warm and they’d always plowed the snow from the yards, piling it in ugly heaps.
Besides, with her frequent panic attacks, she’d been inside more than out. Heck, they’d even nicknamed her Panic in the prison infirmary.
She was glad to be out of there. So happy to be here.
As she passed one of her bedroom windows she smiled at the snowflakes whirling against the windowpane. It was snowing again. They’d have a white Christmas for sure. She removed her towel and tossed it on the bed.
And froze with surprise.
A small package sat on her bed. It was wrapped in red-and-green-striped Christmas paper.
How delightful! One of the guys had gotten her an early Christmas present.
She picked up the envelope beside the present and opened it. A cute card with a snowman in a meadow.
JJ,
If you chose to accept this present, please leave the empty wrapper on the dining room table tomorrow morning.
Brady, Dan and Rafe
What did they mean if she chose to accept this present?
In a moment she had the box unwrapped and her mouth dropped open with surprise. Three different sizes of butt plugs sat in an unopened package. All three were shaped like Christmas trees. Bright green with a wide bases, tapering toward the top.
Oh my goodness!
She swallowed and bit her bottom lip. Did this mean…all three of them wanted to have sex with her? All their names were on the card. It had to mean all three of them.
She had to be dreaming. She had to be nuts, even to be considering doing it!
Stunned at this unexpected turn of events, she didn’t know how long she stared at the package before she opened it. The instructions made her catch her breath. She’d never worn a butt plug before, but it appeared the three men wanted to make her secret fantasies come true! What in the world was she going to do?
* * * * *
“Does anyone want any more bacon and eggs?” JJ called out from where she stood at the stove, cracking several more eggs into the frying pan.
No replies. She grinned, despite the mixed emotions of nervousness and excitement whirling through her. They always went for a second round of breakfast, but she knew why there were quiet this morning. It had everything to do with the empty butt plug package she’d left smack-dab in the middle of the dining room table.
“What’s the matter? Are all my cowboys sick today? You can’t do your work or have play time if you don’t have enough energy,” she teased.
Despite not wanting for it to happen, her face grew warm.
A chorus of answers for “more food, please” echoed throughout the room.
JJ nodded.
“That’s better. More grub coming in just a few minutes. Pour yourselves more coffee.”
She didn’t have to turn to look as she heard the racket when all three of the men scrambled toward the coffeemaker.
Huh, interesting turn of events. It seemed as if she suddenly had them eating out of her hands. It was amazing what accepting butt plugs could do.
* * * * *
“She was killing me at breakfast,” Rafe complained as the three of them tossed packages of vitamin cubes onto the freshly plowed area near the barn. Plump, pregnant Angus cows milled here and there, grabbing their morning breakfast of hay. The cubes they scattered for the cattle helped to bolster the pre-calving cows, whose appetites dropped as their calves grew larger inside them.
They kept the soon-to-calve cows closer to the barn in large corrals. It was easier to keep an eye on them, especially if one had a difficult birth.
“I just about died when I saw that wrapper on the table,” Dan chuckled as he ripped open another bag and scattered the vitamin cubes around.
“I just about came,” Brady grumbled as he threw another package off the trailer that was attached to the four wheeler he’d used to transport feed to the cattle in the yards.
Rafe and Dan laughed and slapped him on the back. Brady tucked his chin deeper into his coat and grabbed another package. Last night it had snowed, giving a dusting of about three inches, but there was a distinct chill in the air. Colder than usual.
He hadn’t checked the weather report on the radio, but he got the feeling winter was finally digging in her heels. Until now, it had continued to be unusually warm at a steady ten degrees below zero Celsius. They would be paying for this milder-than-usual weather soon. For now though he couldn’t worry about it.
Life was already difficult enough having a constant hard-on and a massive craving to make love to JJ. He still couldn’t believe she’d agreed to the butt plug. Had she been wearing it during breakfast? Or had she waited until they’d left the house before she’d gone to her bathroom to insert it?
Brady groaned as he envisioned her sliding the smallest plug into her tight ass. The package had contained three plugs of varying sizes. She would start with the smallest. It would prepare her for the medium-sized one, until she could use the largest.
Brady blew out his breath. By then her anal muscles would be stretched enough so she could be taken by them. Until then, they had decided they would visit her on a one-on-one basis every night.
* * * * *
Conversation had been quite tense during dinner. JJ had barely been able to breathe as their masculine scents drifted around her in teasing waves while she served lamb chops with baby potatoes and vegetables. Maybe it was the plug nestled snugly in her ass that made her so aware of their every move, their heated looks and their tantalizing smells of sweat and sweet hay.
Whatever it was, it was playing havoc with her senses and making her
eager to discover what they were going to do next.
By the time she climbed beneath her flannel sheets, she was ready to do some serious masturbating. She would have brought herself some relief in the shower as she’d done many times already, but the water had turned cold quicker than normal, prompting her to finish in a hurry.
She sighed and switched off her bedside lamp, plunging everything into darkness. Her eyes adjusted quickly and moonlight filtered through the windows illuminating her room with its brightness. She listened impatiently for any sounds indicating that the men were still awake.
But it was unusually quiet tonight. It meant she would have to tame her pleasure so they wouldn’t hear.
Unless you let them hear, my dear.
JJ inhaled softly at that idea. Could she tease them like that? Rafe and Dan would hear for sure. It would sent them a message that she wanted sex. With all of them.
She swallowed at that idea. Goodness, she couldn’t have sex with all of them, could she? She had been fantasizing about it. But would the reality be as good as the fantasy?
Insecurity bombarded her. Their relationship would change. She really did like all three of them. Their camaraderie with each other was wonderful. Would having sex with all three of them ruin the friendship between the men?
But there was the matter of the butt plugs. All three of them had their names on that card. They knew she wore a plug now. The dynamics of the relationship had changed by her accepting the anal toys. There was no going back.
She pushed the sheets and comforters past her hips, and then closed her eyes. For now she would keep fantasizing and she’d wait for their next move.
Lifting her knees and spreading them apart, she then took a deep breath and glided her hands over her breasts. She loved how smooth and curvy they felt beneath her palms and gasped at the sweet bite of pain as she pulled and twisted her nipples. She took several leisurely moments to play with her nipples and breasts, enjoying the flare of excitement sweeping through her, before gliding her hands downward over her belly.
She slipped a finger between her swollen labia and pressed into her vagina. She was sopping wet because she’d been thinking about the men. Whenever she thought about them, she creamed with anticipation. She withdrew her finger and then tenderly explored every inch of her pussy, stroking and rubbing her clit and labia until arousal swept through her.
