I carefully drove Bryson’s Camaro to Isha’s house. No way was I getting into any type of accident in this car. I could tell by the reaction of Bryce that Bryson offering his car wasn’t something that was common.
I pulled up to Isha’s, Dawson’s, Mic’s, Fords, and Davis’ house. I stepped out of the pretty black car and grabbed a tote bag with two small plastic soup containers in it. The soups should be cool enough by now, I thought as I opened the front door. I had texted Dawson to let him know I was on my way. I did not want to walk in on Dawson railing Isha from behind, bent over a couch like the first time I walked in on them at the old house. That image was seared into my brain, and sometimes I wished I could take a hot poker to my eyes and get the image out.
“Heeeey,” I called out.
“In the kitchen,” I heard Isha yell.
I walked in and put the bag on the counter.
“There they are,” I said, rushing to my niece and nephew Seth and Rya. Their little cheeks were pink as they smiled at me
with drool all over their faces.
“Teething?” I asked.
“Yeah. They have fevers and are fussy today. Dawson is down for a nap. He was up with them most of the night. Davis
tried to help him, but he told him no that he had it. The guys demanded Dawson stay home and help me with the babies,
but I think they wanted him to rest.”
“They said they drew straws,” I said, chuckling.
She rolled her eyes. “Were there others around?”
I nodded.
“They were trying to keep Dawson’s dignity, is my guess.”
“Why, pretty sure the guys wouldn’t care if their big bad boss stayed home from taking care of his kids at night,” I said.
She just shrugged.
“I have the bone broth and chicken broth in the bag. I figured bringing both and seeing which one they liked best wouldn’t
hurt. Shouldn’t be too hot anymore.”
She nodded and got the broths. She took off the lids and inhaled the seasoned broths.
“God, even though I know it’s just broth, they both smell so good.”
“Taste them,” I said.
“Gosh, Shay, what did you put in here?”
“I put a lot of garlic, rosemary, thyme, oregano, onion and turmeric in the pot. Then I strained everything through a cheesecloth to make sure all the bits came out. That stuff is pure gold and helps prevent and clear any cold or infection in the body. And since these two are teething, it’ll also help with their gum inflammation.”
“Thank you so much. You are a life savor. Give it to them straight, or watered down in a bottle?” she asked.
“You can give it to them straight in a bottle. They’ll be fine.”
She first got a spoon and put a little of the broth on so the kids could try it. They seemed to love both. So Isha just put
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the chicken broth in bottles and gave them each one. She held Seth while I held Rya. They sucked the liquid down as if they were dying of thirst. She filled the bottles up with bone broth next and the children both fell asleep with their tummies full and half of the bone broth done. We changed their diapers and put them to bed.
“Walk with me outside? I need some fresh air,” Isha said.
I nodded and we went outside. I loved their place. On top of a hill that looked over a lot of green land and Denver far below. Isha really did a lot outside with filled flower pots and hanging bird houses and humming bird feeders. We walked a little way down a small path and came to a small pond area with many colored fish.
“I love it out here. The guys surprised me with this pond for my birthday. I had told them I always wanted a pond to watch my kids feed fish. I swear they give me whatever I want, and I love it,” she said.
“You deserve it,” I said with a small smile. We sat on a stone bench. There was a bag of fish food by it and Isha got a handful and started tossing some in the water. She gave me some, and we sat there for a minute feeding the fish.
“So, are you over your mini freak out about your m*sturbation call?” she asked.
I chuckled, remembering everything that has happened since then.
“I am so over it. Bryce broke into the house and I woke up with his d*ck in me.”
She gasped so hard, “Shut up! God, that’s so hot,” she said. I bit my lip, nodding and then grinned like a Cheshire cat.
“Isha it was f*cking amazing. I squirted and do you know why I squirted?” She shook her head, eyes wide.
“Because he was describing f*cking me while Bryson tongued my clit.”
She grinned wide. Then she squealed and jumped up, throwing the rest of the fish food in her hand in the pond. Then she spun around and grabbed my hands, making me drop the rest of the fish food I had in them. She pulled me up and
when she started jumping enthusiastically, I joined in laughing.
“When you told us about them, I prayed and prayed this would happen. Shay, you deserve him, them or whatever, you
deserve it.”
“That’s not all. Bryson came over last night and I made him dinner, and then we also had s*x.”
She screamed again and started jumping up and down and again I joined her.
“Oh, God! I am so happy for you. You need this. You never know, maybe you can turn this into something more,” she said
excitedly.
I rolled both of my lips into my mouth, wondering if I should tell her before talking to Bryce, but then thought f*ck it.
“Bryson and I talked and he said that he and Bryce discussed me dating both of them because neither of them wanted to give me up. So, I just went for it and asked if they wanted to share me and be in a real relationship with me. He said he was all for it and when I asked if he thought Bryce would agree, he nodded and said yes, but just to be on the safe side, we’re having pizza and beer tonight to see if this is a possibility. All I know is when I think about them, it’s always both of them. Don’t get me wrong, I love our individual moments, but I really want it to be the three of us.”
“I totally get that,” she said as we both sat again. “When I thought about being with other men after Jason, I never thought it would be a group thing, you know? But the night Jason handed me the divorce papers, I got drunk and went reckless. The night before, Savvy, Erica and Louise had taken me to a biker bar where I met Savage and Rage. The next night drunk, I texted them with a nude selfie and told them they had like thirty minutes or something like that to get to my house and f*ck me. They got there in record time and f*ck the sh*t out of me. It was, at the time, the best s*x I had ever
had.”
“You f*cked Savage and Rage?” I asked in astonishment.
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“Yeah, I had met Dawson that night too, but I didn’t know he was interested in me at the time, and I knew nothing about the guys. I hadn’t met James yet either. I met him the next night,” she said chuckling. “Savage and Rage were my revenge f*cks. And let me tell you, after being with only Jason, my eyes were shown things I never knew could actually happen. Like watching Rage suck Savage off as Savage ate me out.”
“Holy f*ck I bet that was hot,” I said. I mean Savage and Rage were f*cking gorgeous. Like hot as sh*t model, gorgeous
with bad a*s vibe.
“Oh it was. Rage and Savage used to rub it in the guys’ faces that they had me first. They don’t do that now, but they used to like getting the guys riled up. James knows, in fact, they wanted to make me part of their dynamic before they found out about the guys. They had told James about a wonderful girl they both met and wanted James to accept me. It was all pretty funny. But back to you. I am so happy this is happening. And I am glad they aren’t your rebound or revenge. f*cks like Rage and Savage were.”
“Me too. I really like them, Isha. We have this connection that I didn’t know could happen so fast. I can’t stop thinking about them. I want them in my bed, like right now. I want to get to know their every little quirk, what makes them tick, what I can do to drive them wild and have them ravish me.”
