by Lynn Stark
Gilly groaned. The “girls” were regulars. Hell, they were more than regulars. They came in every afternoon after work, claimed the large table in the center of the room, and ordered hot cocoa and a tray of mixed samples. They liked to nibble and sip as they talked. They also liked to flirt with Gilly. And if Colt was around? Gilly was completely forgotten. The five women turned into blushing, giggling schoolgirls as they stared at the handsome Dom with big, lovestruck eyes.
The women were in their usual places at the table when he went out, a cheerful smile on his face. They really were nice women and he enjoyed having them there. It was just hard on him to be the object of their flirting. Bliss had threatened to lock his cock in a cage when he was sleeping and swallow the key. He had tried to defend himself until he realized she was teasing. The woman knew she held part of his heart and that she had nothing to worry about where other women were concerned…with the exception of Clarissa, of course.
After spending a few minutes with “the girls” and checking out Angel’s decorating skills, which were very good, Gilly returned to the kitchen. He felt safe there. It was where he was master. Even if Angel argued with him, he had his chocolate. It did as he wished. He melted, blended, creating magnificent morsels of mouth-watering deliciousness. People were going mad for it and he was relieved to his very soul. It would challenge him to keep it all new and fresh, presenting creations to tantalize the most discriminating of palates. A smile tugged at his mouth as he reached for a pan. But he would always make caramel-fudge chocolate balls. They seemed to be a favorite with the kids in town.
Collecting the ingredients from the stainless shelves Gilly once again lost himself in one of his passions. He would make a point of leaving early that night so he could go home and lose himself in another kind of passion, the one involving his heart and the people who had captured it.
* * * *
Clarissa placed her phone on the table with a grimace. While she hadn’t expected her family to be overjoyed by her announcement of her marriage and pregnancy, their response had been less than enthusiastic. They didn’t approve of her lifestyle. They certainly didn’t approve of her “marrying” four other people. It just wasn’t done. Not in their circles, anyway. Clarissa had refrained from telling the prudes they didn’t know what they were missing.
It was all rather hypocritical, of course. Both of her parents had been having affairs for years. They didn’t openly admit it, but it was difficult to ignore such blatant infidelity when it was right there in your face.
Tapping her fingernails on the table for a moment, she sat there and stewed. It did hurt that her parents weren’t happy for her. Then again, she hadn’t been expecting it. So why was she letting it get her down?
Taking a deep breath she got up from the couch and walked across her bedroom to the bathroom. Bliss was there, carefully applying shadow to her eyelids. Clarissa walked up behind her and kissed her on the shoulder. Her hands slid over her stomach, rubbing it gently. Both their bodies had changed a lot over the years. They weren’t girls any longer. Soon they would change even more, something they were both looking forward to.
Their gazes met in the mirror. “How are your parents?” Bliss asked softly.
A short laugh escaped her. “The same as they ever were. They’re never going to accept me for who I am. I get that. But you’d think they could at least pretend occasionally that they care.”
“I know, baby,” Bliss said softly, her eyes filled with sadness just for her. “And it’s their loss.”
They had always been close. They had clicked from their introduction to one another and had been all but inseparable since. They shared problems, the joys, and an undeniable attraction to one another they expressed regularly.
Clarissa kissed her shoulder again as her hands traveled upward to cup soft breasts. She rubbed her silk-covered pussy against naked curves as she plucked at hardening nipples. She watched in the mirror as her fingers played.
“Have you been sick today?” They were also sharing morning sickness, though Bliss’s seemed to be a little worse.
Bliss grimaced. “Not since I woke up, which I’m quite happy about. Tea and toast seem to do the trick.”
Finally having all their dreams come true was still somewhat unbelievable at times. It wasn’t so long ago that they had been terrified they had asked just too much of Colt. There had been several weeks where they thought they had actually lost him.
Now they were married and expecting babies. One night they had actually caught Colt reading a book on the proper care of a newborn. He had looked like a little boy caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar. When he began describing some of the things he would like to have in the nursery, they were finally convinced that the man was happy about becoming a father. He had told him he was. He held them close at night and rubbed their stomachs. Cuddling seemed to be his new favorite pastime now that he wasn’t tying them up and taking a single-tail to their sensitive flesh.
“We have four appointments today. In two weeks we will officially be on vacation until after the first of the year. No spoiled, whiny brides. No obnoxious parents.”
“No late flower deliveries and, most importantly, no last minute changes.”
They both loved their combined careers but there were honestly times when they wanted to run screaming through Silver. Some people were just impossible no matter how hard she and Bliss tried to please them. That didn’t mean they weren’t successful in the end. They always produced a great event. It just meant some people were so mired in their own self-importance that they weren’t easily placated.
“It’ll be nice,” Clarissa said, sighing. She released Bliss and stepped back. “But we still have to help Ellen with the party at the mansion. I still can’t believe Colt is doing it.”
“I can’t either. But helping her will be more fun than work.”
They had spent many nights in the beautiful Redford mansion, a red brick Queen Anne built in a beautiful blend of the American and Australian styles. It was like stepping back in time, experiencing the splendor of a bygone era. The house was just too large to be considered comfortable or cozy. And since it was filled to the rafters with priceless antiques, she couldn’t see raising children in it, though there had obviously been children raised there before.
“I’m glad Ellen is in charge. I don’t seem to have any energy right now.”
Bliss giggled. “Me either. I fell asleep at my desk yesterday. Luckily no one caught me at it. Did you invite your parents out for Christmas?”
“I did.” She leaned close to the make-up mirror to apply just a light coating of mascara to her lashes. “They said they had an invitation to go to the Hamptons.” She shrugged, as if she didn’t care. But Bliss knew. She couldn’t hide anything from the other woman. She didn’t even try. “It’s probably for the best. I’m so happy right now I don’t particularly want to see or hear about their disapproval.”
An arm curved around Clarissa’s waist to hug her comfortingly. Soft lips kissed her shoulder as she had done to Bliss. She smiled at the other woman in the mirror.
“Well, just in case you miss it, my parents are coming. I thought I’d keep it a surprise.”
Laughing, Clarissa nodded. “They’ve certainly loosened up over the past couple of years. It’ll be nice to see them.” She sounded as positive as she could.
“I think it’s because daddy is retired from the church. Or maybe he’s just decided that maybe there are other ways to love and be loved.”
“But you know he will drag Colt off to have a talk.”
“I know. And I’ll have to remember to tell Colt that they’re coming. A surprise might not be a good thing.”
Both women laughed and finished in the bathroom. Since all she wanted to do was crawl back in bed and sleep, she guessed Bliss felt the same way. They had to keep moving before they succumbed to the temptation the huge bed represented.
As if she read her mind, Bliss said, “You know, we could s
tart a fire, get some tea and some of those blueberry muffins I smelled baking, and just be lazy in bed all day.”
“And who would wait on us? One of us would have to get out of bed and that would just ruin the whole plan.”
“I’ll do it. I don’t have to work today,” a male voice said from the doorway. They turned to see Avery standing there, grinning at them. “I’ll wait on you, bring you books and magazines, snacks, change the TV channel for you. All you have to do is lay there and grow those babies.” He rubbed an obvious erection pushing at the zipper of his jeans. He winked. “I can’t wait until it’s my turn. Six babies all as cute as their daddy.”
They screamed in mock horror and ran from him when he lunged. He chased them around the bedroom. While Colt was the control freak, the Dom with the strict sense of order, and Gilly was Mr. Serious most of the time, Avery was like a puppy. He enjoyed playing all of the time and they couldn’t resist.
They ran around the bedroom until Colt appeared out of nowhere. He had used the hidden passage, of course, hoping to surprise them. Okay, so he wasn’t serious all the time. They screamed in fright, gasping, pressing hands to their thumping chests. Clarissa dared to smack him in the center of his.
“Dammit, Colt! How many times have we told you not to do that?”
Grabbing her hand, he pulled her close. There was a grin spread across his handsome face and a light in those dark blue eyes. “I was wondering what was keeping my women. I see now that you were playing when you should have been getting ready to leave.”
“We were getting ready. Avery started it.”
“Did not.”
“Strip off those panties and bend over the end of the bed.”
He released her as he said this and unzipped his dark gray slacks. A moment later his hard cock was on display. Long, thick, and dripping pre-cum from the slit. They quickly did as they were told. Bare-assed, they bent over the bed and spread their legs wide, displaying their pussies and the creamy juices beginning to flow from them. Clarissa quivered as Avery stepped up behind her. He reached between her legs and began stroking her clit. She closed her eyes and moaned, arching her back like a cat when her pleasure doubled.
Beside her she could hear Bliss’s moans and knew Colt was teasing her as well. Wow, this was the way to get a day going, she thought as Avery worked his cock into her wet pussy. He had a hand around her thigh now, caressing the swelling flesh of her mound and the petals of her sex. He began slowly, gently, but before long he was pounding into her, gripping her hips, their skin slapping as the scent of their joining filled the air. Only moments later her toes were curling into the thick carpeting. Her legs grew tight and her fingers curled into the bedding. She howled her pleasure as she came. Avery continued to fuck her hard and fast, his cock pistoning in and out of her hot, tight pussy as she gasped and moaned, her orgasm drawing out until it was little more than shimmering little bursts of sensation running through her veins.
“Now, that’s the way to start a morning!” she moaned, boneless on the bed.
* * * *
Bliss stared dreamily at the wall of the office she shared with Clarissa. Except for the puking, the morning had started off very well. Since they felt guilty that Gilly had missed out on the morning nooky, they had stopped off at the café before going to their office. They had dragged him into the office and taken turns giving him a blow job until he had come hard, pearly ropes of cum splattering over her skin where she had peeled her blouse back. The moment he had recovered and realized she had not cleaned away the cum, but spread it into her skin instead, he had gotten hard again and insisted they both pull up their skirts. They’d heard him groan when he saw that neither of them wore underwear. They hadn’t bothered to replace it after their play with Colt and Avery.
Yeah, Bliss was feeling real good. And if anyone noticed she smelled like man and sex, they weren’t letting on. She liked being a dirty girl occasionally.
She got through her appointments with a smile on her face and a lilt in her voice. An occasional glance at her partner and lover told her Clarissa was riding the same giddy, sexual high. It got them through the day and then some.
There would be four weddings in two weeks. It was doable. It would happen and then they could spend their days sleeping, tempting their men, and getting into general mischief. Oh, the free time and the possibilities! They could work on earning punishment credits for the time after they had the babies.
The thought made her grin. When Clarissa noticed she asked for a reason for it and Bliss told her. Both women laughed and finished up a very good day in the office.
A short time later they were walking along the sidewalk, heading for the Silver Star Hotel. Colt had called and asked if they wanted to have supper there. Gilly was busier than ever with Christmas approaching and he had convinced the man to take at least half an hour to rest and eat a decent meal.
They peered into the shop windows as they passed, trying to get ideas for gifts. The entire town was decorated for both Christmas and Hanukah. Lights, garlands, and red ribbons abounded. There was a Menorah, Nativity scene, and Christmas tree in the center park. It was a quiet, happy time for Silver. Though there were a lot of visitors for the skiing, the town did not promote a party atmosphere. If that was what people wanted, they had to find it elsewhere. Despite the unconventionality of the relationships of many of the town’s citizens, it was a town all about family and promoting healthy values. It was the perfect place to raise their children.
Bliss would be forever grateful she had found the town of Silver. If she hadn’t…well, she couldn’t even finish the thought. She had so many things to be grateful for.
Squeezing the hand she was holding as they walked into the entrance of the hotel, Bliss tried to convey what she was feeling without saying a word. Clarissa returned the pressure and gave her a smile. After handing over their coats they walked into the dining room and headed for their table.
The joy she felt when their three men stood at their approach made her heart swell. Oh, how she loved them! She was one of the two luckiest women in Silver.
* * * *
Avery ran the stiff brush over Sin’s sleek coat. The stallion tossed his head, making the chains rattle where they were connected to the wall with heavy eye bolts. He smiled and began rubbing vigorously at the point just behind the shoulder and below the withers. It was a spot Sin particularly enjoyed having scratched.
“Like that, do you?” Sin tossed his head again, his mane and forelock flying. “Want to go for a ride?”
Strong arms circled him, causing Avery to start. He was pulled back against a tall, strong body. “I don’t know about him, but I do,” Colt told him huskily, his hands sliding inside Avery’s coat. Strong fingers found and played with the rings in his nipples. “Want to go for a ride, baby?”
“Okay,” Avery squeaked, hoping none of the cowboys came down the aisle at that moment. His cock was hard enough to pound nails.
Colt slid his hand downward, covering the hard, denim-covered flesh with his palm. Avery sucked in his breath and waited. His heart pounded in his chest.
It never failed to amaze him how deep his feelings were for Colt and the others. It deepened with every day he was with them. It wasn’t just about sex, though that was fantastic. It was mind-blowing, actually. No, it was the way he had connected emotionally with each of them. They were perfect for one another.
Colt was both tough and tender with him. He could read Avery like a book. He had given him the strength to completely be himself. That, in and of itself, had been freeing.
“Let’s go for a ride.”
Avery was released then and he immediately missed the heat of the other man’s body. He released Sin from the crossties and waited as Colt brought the bridle. It only took a moment to switch it with the halter. They led him into the huge arena. Avery swung up first. Colt swung up behind him.
Colt snugged him between his spread legs and put an arm around him as he took the reins. Avery did
n’t mind. He leaned back against the solid body as they first circled the arena at a walk. When Sin didn’t protest their combined presence on his back, Colt silently signaled him into a gentle canter.
Closing his eyes, Avery was quickly caught up in the movement of their bodies against one another. Colt’s cock was hard and rubbing against his ass. There was no doubt whatsoever what Colt had in mind. His asshole twitched with remembered pleasure. The man did know how to fuck. Colt also had a very playful side to his kink.
One day he had gone to the Silver Edge with Colt. The place was very interesting and he was hoping to enjoy it more extensively in the future. When they had gone into the bedroom connected to the office he had discovered an outfit on the bed. His eyebrows had shot to his hairline, but his cock hardened and his breathing became ragged as he began to strip off his clothes and redress in the little red skirt, white thigh-highs, and shiny black high-heel shoes. There was a short white belly shirt and a red ribbon to hold his hair. Just as he was wishing he had his make-up he found a small black case under the skirt. Inside was just what he needed.
The rest of the day had been an experience he was more than willing to repeat. Colt had explained to him that he needed a secretary. Avery was given the choice of simply sitting on his lap or being impaled on Colt’s cock while he conducted his business as if it was completely normal.
Once behind the desk Colt had taken Avery into his arms and kissed him thoroughly as he held him tight. He had told him how much he loved him and how beautiful he was. Then he was stretching Avery’s asshole with lubed fingers, stroking his prostate and very nearly making him come. He was nearly over the edge with burning lust by the time Colt maneuvered him so he could push the head of his cock against the twitching ring of muscles. When he bottomed out Avery was ready to beg for Colt to finish.
