Robert grabbed the small suitcase from behind the seat. It held enough clothes for the next few days. Climbing from the cab of the truck, he followed his brother to the back door. He would stay in the guest room until he settled into the apartment.
At the back door, he saw the piece of paper taped to the glass at the same moment Martin did. His brother unlocked the door before taking it down. Stepping into the house, he flipped on the lights and walked across the large, airy kitchen. Robert followed slowly. He set his bag down and waited as his brother read the note, looking panicked by the time he finished.
“She’s gone,” he whispered hoarsely as he lowered the piece of paper. “She says she needs time to think about things.”
“Where would she go?”
“Knowing Anna, she went to Sanctuary.”
“Then that’s where we’ll go tomorrow after we unload and return the truck,” Robert declared, his military strategist kicking into gear. “We have a woman’s heart to win back.”
“So you are interested in sharing Anna?”
Robert smiled across the kitchen at his brother. His cock throbbed in his jeans at the thought. “Martin, I’ve been interested in sharing your wife since Anna made out with both of us the night I graduated from the Academy. Too bad it’s not my decision that is going to decide whether or not we become a threesome. Anna has to want both of us, or it will never work.”
Chapter 2
“So what’s the real story?” Bridget asked quietly as Anna helped her set the table for lunch Sunday morning. Her husbands were in the kitchen cooking. The rest of their combined family had yet to appear for the meal that would be served in half an hour.
“What do you mean?” Anna glanced at the other woman as her cheeks began to burn.
“Something’s bothering you that you don’t want to tell the kids about. If you need to talk to a relatively unbiased adult, I’m here,” Bridget said without stopping as she laid out plates on the huge dining table.
“Martin told me something yesterday morning that I’m having a hard time wrapping my mind around.” Anna continued placing silverware at each plate as she followed her children’s mother-in-law around the table.
She was surprised when Bridget did not immediately demand more information. It took a few seconds to realize that the woman was treating Anna as she had always done when her children came to her with problems. Bridget was allowing her to open up at her own pace without interruption.
“Martin’s brother, Robert, just retired from the Navy and is moving in with us. He’s going to be doing some consulting work for some of the local pharmaceutical companies. We talked about it, and since we’ve got all kinds of room, we agreed this would be a good deal all around.”
“Uh-huh,” Bridget said.
“But yesterday morning as we were, um, well, you know.” Anna hesitated as she tried to decide how much of her personal life she wanted to share. When Bridget merely nodded, she continued, “Martin announced that he was thinking of asking Robert to be our third.”
Bridget’s smile widened. “And?”
“And that’s it. The phone rang, and then he jumped into the shower and left to go get the rental truck.”
“So what’s the problem? Why did you run away without talking to them? Don’t you like Robert? Or don’t you want two men in your bed, loving on you and keeping you satisfied?”
As she visualized what Bridget suggested, her knees grew weak. Pulling out a chair, she sat down with a sigh. Resting her elbow on the table, she set her chin in her hand, and closed her eyes. Hopefully she could sort through her thoughts enough that she didn’t sound like a complete loon as she tried to explain the rest. After all, Bridget had the kind of relationship she had wanted since meeting the Ryan brothers her senior year of college.
“When I met them, Robert had been visiting Martin for the weekend. We met at one of the pubs just off campus. After a couple of beers, the group of friends I had come to the bar with left for a fraternity party, so they walked me home. At my doorstep, Martin wrote my number on his palm before they each kissed a cheek. They were both great to talk to, and I wanted them both. But I wasn’t a slut, and if the other girls had seen two men walk out of my room in the morning, I would be labeled that and worse.
“Martin called two days later, and I agreed to a date. Whenever Robert was in town, the three of us would go out together. Though Martin held the bigger piece of my heart, I was just as intrigued by Robert who was in his final year at the Naval Academy.”
Anna sighed as the memories washed through her, and she found her body winding up with a sexual hunger hotter than anything she’d felt in years.
“Martin was in his last year of law school, and I was finishing my liberal arts degree. I had no life plans. I just wanted to find a job. The weekend after we graduated, I went with Martin to Robert’s graduation. That night we all drank too much and I ended up making out with both men at the same time, but before things got too far, I backed away. If I’d had the choice at the time, I would have jumped at the chance for a threesome in a heartbeat. But now? I’m fifty-five years old, and sometimes don’t think I’m keeping Martin happy in bed. How in the hell am I going to satisfy two men?”
Anna blinked and looked around, confirming they were still alone in the big room. “Neither Martin nor Robert has ever referred to the evening, but I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I had spent more time with Robert or had given in and had sex with both men that night. Which then leads me to question if I would have still married Martin. Or would I have chosen Robert instead? And what am I supposed to do now?” she finished softly.
Bridget smiled at her as she rose and walked to sideboard where she filled two glasses with iced tea. “Didn’t you tell your daughters not so very long ago that having two men in the bed was every woman’s dream?” She set one glass in front of Anna before retaking her chair.
“Yes, but...”
“And haven’t you been the least bit curious about loving two men? Especially since your children are now all committed to such a relationship?”
“Yes,” Anna admitted softly.
“And haven’t we reached an age and maturity level where we should stop worrying about what other people may or may not think about what we’re doing? After all, life is for living to the fullest, and I can tell you for a fact”—Bridget paused for a wink and a knowing grin—“there really is nothing like having two men loving on you at the same time.”
Before Anna could respond, the front door to the Wash House slammed open. Surprised, the women stood and turned to see two men march into the building then stop just inside the doorway.
“Anna Marie Ryan, what the hell were you thinking?” Martin bellowed.
“I think I’ll go see how dinner is coming,” Bridget said as she retreated to the kitchen, leaving Anna to face the men alone. “I’ll meet Robert later.”
Anna nodded as she took a step toward her husband. Even frowning and obviously upset, her husband was one of the sexiest men she’d ever seen. And the man at his side looked enough like him that there was no denying they were related. While Martin’s dark brown hair had a salt-and-pepper quality, Robert’s had gone pure white. Anna’s pussy clenched when she wondered if his pubic hair was the same silver color.
* * * *
Even though he had seen her car in the parking lot and knew she’d arrived safely, Martin’s emotions did not settle until he saw his wife in the flesh. When he saw her and Bridget talking, his emotions flipped into the same sort of relief and anger he had felt after losing a seven-year-old Winter in a department store for five minutes while Christmas shopping.
Back then, when he found his son, Martin hugged him tight for a long minute before swatting his behind. At this moment, he had the insane urge to strip his wife bare and paddle her behind until she promised never to scare him like that again. Then he would make love to her until neither of them could move.
When he reached her, he pulled her in
for a long, strong hug before he slapped her ass several times, causing her to squeal in protest.
Only then did he release her and step back. “Why, baby? Why did you leave without talking to me, to us, first?”
* * * *
“Why don’t we go upstairs to talk,” Anna suggested when she saw that both men carried suitcases. Martin also had the duffle bag that contained their sex toy collection. “I don’t want the kids to walk in the middle of this, and I don’t think Bridget and her men need to hear this either.”
Martin nodded and took her left hand in his right one. “Good idea. I’m not sure they would understand if they walked in to find me spanking their mother’s naked ass while their uncle looked on.”
He did not acknowledge her nearly silent gasp of shock as they headed to the staircase in the corner of the room. Robert took her right hand in his and fell in line directly behind her. He was so close she could feel cool air radiating off his clothes as his darkly spicy aftershave wrapped around her.
“What floor?” Martin asked when they reached the second floor.
“Third,” she responded automatically. “Martin, I don’t think…”
“That’s fine, baby. You have obviously been thinking too much. From here on out we’ll do the thinking,” he broke in. “Unless you want to be stripped and spanked right here.”
Anna rolled her lips over her teeth as they climbed to the third floor and then marched down the open balcony to her room. When she had walked into it the day before, she wondered why Bridget had assigned her this particular room with its king-size bed when there were no other guests in town. Now she understood. Bridget had known something was going on, so she gave Anna this room far from the main floor with a bed easily capable of holding three adults comfortably.
Once they were all inside, Robert closed the door and threw both locks.
Only then did the men release their hold on her. Robert stepped around and joined his brother so she now faced the brothers standing shoulder to shoulder. Her heart began to race as she looked at them. They stood than half a foot taller than her, with Robert maybe half an inch taller. Both men had broad shoulders and still-toned bodies, though Martin’s had begun to thicken somewhat through the middle. Dropping her gaze, she saw that both men also had hard-ons pushing at the fronts of their jeans.
She swallowed hard as her nipples beaded and pussy dampened at the tantalizing thought of having them both naked and loving on her.
“I left you a note,” she said weakly.
“I found it. But you didn’t call, and you know better than to take off without a word.” Martin crossed his arms over his chest. “Strip.”
Though he had spanked her a couple of times over the years during their exploration of some of the kinkier sides of sex, he had never spanked as punishment before.
“You’re going to paddle me? Now? With Robert here? And the kids downstairs?”
Something in her voice seemed to reach through his anger. He took a deep breath, and something in him seemed to relax and calm.
“Anna, we’ve been talking about trying a threesome for years, and you never said no. In fact, you always seemed excited by the idea. What happened to make you run like this?”
Anna turned away, unable to look either man in the eye.
After nearly a minute of staring out the window across the room, Anna gave voice to the fears that had brought her to Sanctuary. “Why did you suggest he join us before Robert even moved in? Are you cheating on me, Martin? Are you going to leave me? Are you lining Robert up to be your replacement?”
Anna squeaked when a hard hand grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. The anger was gone from Martin’s expression, replaced by concern.
“What the hell are you talking about? Hell, no, I’m not leaving you, and I would never cheat on you. I told you what I was thinking so we could talk about it. But then the phone rang. I had hoped you would spend yesterday daydreaming about two men kissing you and touching you and loving you in every position we could think of. I didn’t mean for you to run away in fear.”
Anna looked in his eyes and saw the truth there. He really had the most honorable of intentions. With that, her fear of abandonment disappeared, leaving her feeling the same arousal she’d felt the night of Robert’s graduation from the Academy. Sliding a hand around her husband’s neck, she pulled his face to hers for a long, deep, wet kiss involving lips and teeth and tongues.
“So you’re not planning to set me up with Robert and then leave?”
“If he tries, I’ll tie him to your bed so we can both paddle his ass until he can’t sit down to drive anywhere, how’s that?” Robert offered as he stepped up behind her. He moved so close that she felt the sizeable bulge of his erection brush against her ass.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Anna said, smiling up at her husband. Winking at him, she then turned and looked at the only other man she had ever thought of falling in love with. “What are your thoughts, Robert? Is this something you might be interested in trying? Sharing me with Martin?”
Now that Martin had assuaged her fears, her emotions flipped again, this time into arousal. Her panties grew wetter by the second as she lifted her right hand and brushed one fingertip back and forth across Robert’s bottom lip. When he opened his mouth to lick at the digit, she drew a line down over his chin and throat to his chest. She did not stop until she reached the bulge hiding behind the zipper of his pants.
Robert swallowed hard as she traced a line down his erection. “I’ll tell you what I told Martin yesterday,” he said, his voice soft, deep and hoarse. “I’ve been interested in joining you two since the night of my graduation from Annapolis.”
Anna’s gaze shot to his to read the truth of his statement. “That long? Why didn’t you ever say anything?”
Robert looked at her, his blue eyes glowing like the sky in springtime. “You married my brother. How was I supposed to tell you that every time I was near you my cock slammed to attention and I had to fight to keep from ejaculating every time you smiled at me?”
A hot thrill raced through Anna, and the oh-so-proper societal dictates that had guided her all of her life fell away like a shattered cocoon around a butterfly. At that moment she wanted nothing more than to be with these two men in the most elemental way possible.
“Just like that,” she whispered in a smoke and whiskey tone that caused both men to groan in response. Anna sighed and pulled her hand from Robert’s cock as they pressed their hips into hers in a way that set her to trembling in response.
Before they could do anything about the heavy sexual vibrations zinging around the room, a sharp knock sliced through the tension.
“Mom, you have five minutes to get to the table or Bridget says she’ll be dragging you downstairs in whatever you are or are not wearing,” Winter called through the door.
Chapter 3
Robert looked at his brother. “He’s kidding, right?”
Martin shook his head as he stepped back and unashamedly adjusted his erection to a less noticeable angle. “Not sure I want to find out.”
Then he looked at Anna, who had moved away from him as well. “Anna? She wouldn’t really come up here, would she?”
Anna smiled at him over one shoulder as she straightened her sweater. “Oh yes, she would. As a mother, you cannot just make a threat. You have to be willing to back it up with action. Otherwise your children will think they can walk all over you. And Bridget has spent her life with two husbands and eight children. Of course she means it.”
When she winked at him, his cock throbbed and his balls tightened. There was no way he would be able to sit through a meal with Lord only knows how many people watching his every move without getting some relief first.
“But we can come up here for a long afternoon nap if you’d like,” she continued.
Her expression held a cautious excitement. It was as if she couldn’t decide if she wanted to talk about their situation or just strip down and do something abo
ut it. That thought caused his cock to jerk as pre-cum drooled out of his slit. There was no way he could go downstairs like this. Hell, he might not be able to walk across the room without coming in his pants. It had been too long since he had been with a woman, and the idea of sharing his brother’s wife was just too tempting.
“Martin, would it be okay if I borrowed Anna for a few minutes?”
Martin studied him for a moment before he shrugged with a grin. “Like you told me yesterday, it’s up to Anna. But I’ll want equal treatment later with you watching.”
Robert suppressed a groan at the visual image as his brother walked toward the door. “I’ll look forward to it.”
Then he turned to look at his sister-in-law who once again stood at the window looking out.
“Anna? What do you think about this? Would you be interested in doing this, in trying a threesome?” He fought against the urge to palm his erection though his cock begged for relief. “I’m all for it, and Martin says he’s all for it, but if you’re not interested, we’ll stop talking about it.”
Robert found himself holding his breath as he waited for Anna to answer. Though he wanted to open his pants and give his cock room to breathe, he refused to be so bold until Anna made her choice. Instead, his right hand moved to the fly of his jeans, and he rubbed his palm over his rock-hard erection. That simple touch sent waves of electricity through his body, making him question his self-control, and whether he would ejaculate in his pants before Anna made her decision.
He wanted to give himself a head slap when she turned and caught him.
* * * *
When Anna turned from the window and found her brother-in-law rubbing himself through his clothes, she had to lick her lips to keep from drooling at the sight. The conscientious Anna Ryan who had raised four children, sang in the church choir, volunteered on a handful of church committees, and was known through her social circle as the perfect wife and mother took a step back. The wanton left behind hungered for the wild and sexy threesome that society had always taught her was wrong.
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