“How are things going with Grace?” Ben asked.
“Good. Jack and Adam are bringing her in tonight after eight. Angel is coming with them. How’s the situation with Patricia and her bunch?” Ethan asked.
“I have not seen her or any of her girlfriends. It’s a real shame you traced that waiter from Rudy’s and that rumor he spread back to Patricia.” Ben replied.
It turned out the waiter and Patricia were friends, and she had shared that false tidbit, pointing Grace out to him while she sat with her men last Saturday night. The information had not been that difficult to extract from him as he quivered and pissed himself in Adam’s clutches. What a pussy. All Adam had done was tap him a little. Patricia must have thought the rumor would not be traced back to her, but that little mistake cost her and her girlfriends their welcome status at The Pony.
“Mike and Rogelio know about their new status?” They were working the door and so were essentially the key to getting inside The Pony tonight.
“They know all of them and will politely turn them away at the door with as little attention drawn as possible. They appreciate the break from having to watch the women’s restroom so closely,” Ben laughed, “especially Rogelio.” The women’s restroom was on the opposite side of the bar from the door, which meant they had to divide their time going back and forth. That was cool during the week, but on the weekend they needed to be at the door and on the club floor, not babysitting the ladies’ room.
* * * *
Jack quietly entered through the back door. The house was cool and peaceful, and he went to her bedroom first. She wasn’t in her room, so he went to check Ethan’s bedroom, which is where he found Adam. He was leaning silently against the door jamb. Jack stood beside him and looked in and understood the sappy, smitten look on Adam’s face.
Grace lay amidst the comforter and top sheet on Ethan’s bed. She must have gotten overly warm under the heavy comforter because she’d flung it off of her and was only partially covered in the sheet. She lay on her back, one arm lying back over her head, the other arm also up but with her hand tucked into her cheek. With both of her arms up, her full, round, pink-tipped breasts were offered up invitingly to them. The sheet barely reached the top of her mound, and Jack was sure if they came closer they would be able to see her blonde curls there. Her skin was the palest ivory in contrast to the black bed linens. Because of the cool air, her nipples were tight, pink points that rose and fell with each breath.
Jack moved to enter the room, but Adam held up a hand, stopped him, and held a finger to his lips. Jack smiled, and they stood there for several minutes, drinking in the sight of her peacefully supine form.
Finally, Adam shifted from the door frame and whispered to Jack, “Why don’t you go wake her up? I’m gonna take a shower, a cold one.” He grinned.
Jack entered the room and left the door open. As he approached the bed, he knew he’d been right. There were curls visible, and he could even see the top of her slit. Her breathing pattern had shifted and had become shallower. He realized she was dreaming as her breaths became more audible, but she didn’t awaken. She sighed softly, shifted a little, and a blush came to her cheeks. He quickly drew a conclusion about what she must be dreaming when she raised her knee slightly, and a soft, panting moan escaped from her lips.
She was having a sexy dream. There was no way he would awaken her now and interrupt such a beautiful vision. Her body bloomed with arousal. She was utterly beautiful as her blush spread down from her cheeks all the way to her breasts, and her nipples became even tighter. Her bent knee fell to the side, and her mound was completely revealed to his eyes. He drank in the sight of her moist pink flesh, her lips slightly parted, wet with her arousal and slightly swollen.
His cock was erect and twitching for action at the sight of her in this condition. He was going to need a cold shower, too, but he could bring her to release if she needed it. One of these days, she’d awaken from such a dream with his cock planted deep inside of her, but today was not the day. There was something sacred about finding her in Ethan’s bed, fresh from making love with him. He couldn’t take her in his brother’s bed. But he looked forward to the day when she would awaken to the feel of his cock sliding home.
She softly panted, and her body filled with tension. He laid a warm hand at the warm curve under her breast and slid his hand down her silken abdomen to her mound as he listened to her sweet sounds. She reacted to his touch in the dream, arching into him as his fingers splayed and slid over her mound. His fingers slid through her wet curls into her drenched slit, delved into her opening, and slid easily into her satiny warmth. She was very aroused, judging by her sounds and the warm honey that coated his fingers.
She arched and groaned as he slid his fingers deeper inside her before sliding them out, then slipping them in again. Her body began to move on his fingers, flexing against him as he slid two fingers in to the top knuckle. He could feel her shake. The muscles of her cunt rippled around his fingers and began to contract and tighten. The moisture flowed from her slit, coating his hand as he slid his fingers in and out, slowly increasing the pace.
He continued the motion and wet his thumb in her juices, then slid it very lightly, like a feather, over her clit. She reacted to the light touch with a breathy moan and began bucking in earnest as his thumb brushed her clit again and again. He made no move to awaken her, content to watch her dream play out. He enjoyed the sight of her uninhibited passion and wondered which of them was making love to her in her dream. Her breath burst from her in quick, successive pants. He rubbed her clit more firmly, still fucking her with his fingers as she came on a wail, crying his name, her hips pumping on his fingers as she suddenly opened her eyes.
Another orgasm on top of the first hit her hard, and she sobbed. “Jack! Oh! Jack!”
She arched and threw her head back, coming undone as her body danced on his fingers. As she came down, he caressed her breast with one gentle hand while running his fingers over her wet, pink lips. He loved the feel of his fingers sliding over this intimate part of her, wet from the double climax he’d given her, both in her dream as well as in reality. Calm now, she reached for him with warm hands, her eyes closed, and an angelic smile on her face.
“Hey, sleepyhead.” He smiled at her as she stretched like a contented feline. “You were really worn out. Did you get a good nap?” He brushed his fingers over her warm breast, the skin still flushed and heated, blushing from her orgasm.
Bleary-eyed, she smiled sweetly up at him and yawned again. “I feel wonderful! Like I slept all afternoon. What time is it?”
“Just a little after five.”
“Really? Now I’ll probably be up all night.” She stretched again, and the sight had his cock throbbing and trying to burst through his fly.
“That’s kind of what I’m hopin’ for, darlin’. Did you have sweet dreams?” He playfully ran his damp fingers up and down her abdomen in a light, tickling touch. She shivered and giggled.
“You know I did. You were the star in the one I woke from.”
“So I heard. You’ve really got your men looking forward to tonight. Why don’t you throw some clothes on and let me show you the foals? Then we can come in and get ready for tonight. Angel is coming over at seven to go out with us.”
“That’s good. I’ll be ready in just a minute.” She sat up from the bed. She came to him, and he wrapped her in his arms. “Thank you, Jack. That was wonderful. I’ll never grow tired of waking up in your arms. Never. No girl’s as lucky as me.” She leaned into his embrace and kissed him unhurriedly. “Now, I’ll get dressed, and I have to pee! Be back in a minute.” She threw on her robe and hurried from the room.
He just barely made out her cute tush wiggling as she moved before the robe covered it completely. He grinned like an idiot. There wasn’t a part on that woman that wasn’t delicious.
Adam stood in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his hips, drying his hair with another. “Was that Grace flas
hing down the hall half naked?”
Jack chuckled. “She needed to pee and change clothes. I’m gonna show her the foals. You wanna come?”
“I need to make a couple of calls before we go out. Has she picked out her outfit yet?”
“She’s keeping that one a secret. All I know is that she’s promised to wear those sexy, black schoolgirl shoes you bought her. I’ve really enjoyed all the visual rewards of that little shopping trip you went on for her.”
“I did good, didn’t I,” Adam said proudly. “June told me about a website that sells all kinds of sexy lingerie in Grace’s sizes. She secretly told me that they have a much better selection than Macy’s does, which is a shame because I’d have bought one of everything in Grace’s size. What do you say we visit the Hips and Curves website and do some more shopping for her?”
“Gee, twist my arm. Do they have corsets?” Mmm, Grace in a corset. What could be better? His small brain provided the answer. Grace in a black satin corset, G-string, garters and stockings, and those sexy, black high heels. His cock had started to settle down a bit until that image popped into his mind.
“June said they have everything—lingerie, bras, panties, garters, corsets—even leather and patent. Do you still have your list of sizes Charity gave you?”
“Yep, I carry it in my wallet, just in case. I’m dyin’ to see our little darlin’ in a corset.”
“Mmm-hmm!” Adam replied hungrily.
“Hey, baby!” Grace came down the hall, fully clothed in fresh blue jeans, a top, and sneakers. “I think I left my clothes and underwear in the SUV this afternoon. I need to remember to bring those in. Wouldn’t want anybody else to see them, now would we?” She gave Adam a hug and a kiss. “You smell good! Yummy!” She grinned up at him.
“Why don’t you go see the new foals, then we can all get ready? I have to make some quick calls. Okay?”
“Mmm-hmm. Let’s go, Jack. I want to get ready. I can’t wait for you to see what I’m wearing.”
* * * *
Grace put her arm around Jack’s waist, and he considerately matched his pace to hers. They walked through the backyard gate and out to the driveway beyond it that led to the barns. As they approached, she heard neighing in the barn and voices, the sounds of the work day finishing.
“Remember how you were concerned about showing affection to us in public? Ethan told you we thought we should keep that to a minimum, but we’ve reconsidered. If you want to reach out to one of us, don’t stop yourself like earlier today, okay? Seein’ you blush and look down like you let us down already just about broke our hearts. It’s more important to us that you not be hurt or embarrassed than whether or not you reach out to hold one of our hands.”
She nodded and leaned into him as he kissed her temple. “I would try to refrain from kissing Adam and Ethan in public places, although Ethan told me I could in The Pony. Under any circumstances, I’m not likely to lay a wet one on any of you in the middle of the grocery store. That’s just not my way.”
“We know it’s not, and that’s why we decided to give you a little more freedom. Just try to prepare yourself that some people may not be very nice about it, especially if they encounter you when you’re alone.”
“I know. I’ve been thinking about that lately. I’ll always do my best to honor you and never embarrass you in public. At home, in the bedroom, anything goes, though,” she said, giggling.
“Hot damn, I hope so!” He squeezed her ass.
As they entered the barn, Jack and Grace saw Angel at the other end. He waved and approached them.
“Hey! I was just wondering if y’all were still coming out. Hello, Grace, it’s good to see you again.” He returned her friendly hug. “I sure am glad you’re out here with these guys. They deserve a good woman like you. I hear wedding bells are even ringing.”
“Yes! I’m still in shock. They really surprised me today.” She remembered Fred’s face as he delivered those arrangements.
“You want to see the new babies on the ranch?” Angel asked her.
“That’s why we’re here. I’ve been looking forward to it. I remember seeing their mamas still carrying them the day I brought supper over here for y’all.”
Grace walked with them as Angel led the way back to the second barn, where the foals were kept.
“They’re here in these two stalls right next to each other.” Jack led her to the row of horse stalls. She looked in through the windowed openings at them and marveled that their spindly little legs could hold them up. Even at only a few days old, they were already very sturdy on their feet and growing rapidly, nursing on their mamas. After she’d seen her fill, they returned to the house to get ready for their evening out.
As she walked with him back to the house, Jack said, “We got a saddle for you the other day when I was in town with Angel. I meant to show you, but we ran out of time. If you’d like to go for a ride sometime, we have a very gentle mare that I think you’d take a liking to. Have you ever ridden?”
“Years and years ago, but I really enjoyed it. I don’t know anything about horses, but I sure would like to learn. Thanks for the saddle. I hope it wasn’t very expensive?”
“No, no, Angel said it was a good saddle at a good price and that it would be comfortable for you, starting out, until you decide if that’s something you might enjoy doing. Then I’d order you a better custom-made saddle. I’d love to teach you about the ranch and the breeding operation. I know we’d enjoy having you involved in the workings of the ranch if that’s what you want.”
“You spoil me rotten.”
“I could say the same thing.” He leaned down to kiss her as they walked in through the back door.
* * * *
Right before seven, Adam heard her bedroom door open down the hall. He and Jack looked up eagerly at the sound of clicking heels. She floated into the room, serene and beautiful. Her beautiful blonde hair hung in thick bunches of curls down her back and over her shoulders. She looked radiant, absolutely stunning to him.
“Come see?” She beckoned them to her, back to her bedroom. “I want you to really see my outfit before Angel gets here.” There was a devilish twinkle in her eyes.
They both followed her back to her room. Adam eyed her voluptuous beauty hungrily and with appreciation. She was wearing the wild zebra patterned red and black top that he’d had purchased for her. The cut and style of the top made her breasts look gorgeous. The sexy, silky fabric skimmed down her rib cage, accentuating her hourglass waist, which was the reason June had recommended it to him.
She wore a black skirt that reached just past her knees. Adam gulped loudly as she turned for him, and he saw the seam running up the back of each leg. He had purchased a satin and lace garter belt and silk stockings for her. A shot of hot lust jolted straight to his cock, just like he knew it would if she ever decided to wear them. She had strapped on her platform Mary Janes, which were a sexy mixture of naughty and nice.
“Want to know what I have on underneath this lovely top Adam bought me? By the way, thank you, honey. I love it. It’s very camouflaging.”
“What could you possibly want to hide from us, baby?” Adam asked in a strained voice, his erection threatening to burst the seams in his zipper. Damn it, there was no time for a cold shower!
“There is nothing I want to hide from you. I want you to know what’s underneath. It’s the world that doesn’t need to know. Come closer.”
She took their hands and placed them at her rib cage and slowly slid them up over the silken fabric. Their hands encountered the underwire of her bra and slid up over it. No surprises there, then the bra…just…stopped, but she didn’t. Adam realized their hands were now sliding over Grace, just pure, unadulterated, sexy Grace, and he could feel her hardening nipples through the fabric. She bit her lip and moaned softly at their touch, and his cock jerked in response.
“Oh, baby.” Adam groaned at the sweet torment.
“Darlin’, you are somethin’ else. I’m go
ing to be hard all night just thinking about your sweet little nipples pressing against us as we dance.”
Adam’s hand stroked the underside of her breast. “Baby, you are absolutely gorgeous tonight. You know what I want to know, don’t you?”
Her eyes sparkled with a playful twinkle. “Mmm-hmm. You want to know what undies I’m wearing, don’t you.”
“Yes, baby, what’s under that garter belt?”
“Show or tell?” Cheeky wench.
Adam glanced at Jack. “Show us.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Adam’s mouth practically watered as she slid her hands down her hips and clutched a handful of the skirt and began gathering it a little at a time until she reached the hem. Then she began to lift and slid it up her thighs. She slowly revealed the lace tops of her stockings and teased them with the length of bared leg and garter straps until she finally reached the tops of her thighs. The bows of the garters were exposed and so was her mound. Between her legs lay an almost non-existent layer of sheer black mesh that left nothing to the imagination, as he could see her slit though it. Then she turned to show them her bare ass, winking at him cheekily over her shoulder.
“That’s the black G-string with the side ties, isn’t it,” Adam said in a shuddering whisper. “Hot fuckin’ hell. We can reach inside your waist band and untie that without anyone knowing it.”
“Yes,” she whispered, her eyes filled with a kaleidoscope of emotions—love, lust, joy, amusement, and pleasure—as she lowered her skirt again.
Around her neck, at her wrist, and on her ears was the gold ringed jewelry they had given her.
“Did I choose well?” she asked hopefully.
“You chose perfectly, but we have to tell you something.” At her questioning gaze, Adam continued, “You know you only get to dance with your men, right?”
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