How We Work
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How We Work
Ford
So, this was the f*cktard that was married to Isha. He wasn’t much. Not as muscular as any of us. He was slimmer than any of us too. All I saw was a weak mother f*cker. He kept eyeing all of us, and I didn’t like it. I was seated next to a woman that was eyeing Mic who sat across from her like he was a piece of meat. She kept fluttering her eyelashes at
him.
“Do you have something in your eye? Do you need me to take a look?” I looked at Mic and he was smirking.
She looked at me and blushed. “Oh, no. What’s your name? I don’t think I’ve seen any of you around before?”
“I’m Ford, we live in Denver. They are my boyfriends. Those two across from you are Mic and Davis, and the one beside me is Dawson. The man and woman at the end of the table are Patrick and Aria Becks. They are Dawson’s parents. There, now you know who we all are, so you can quit fanning the air with your fake eyelashes.” A little rude maybe, but I
didn’t like how she was eyeing one of the men I loved.
Her gasp was loud and had the big t*t bimbo next to her looking at her. She smiled at me and looked at Mic, Davis and
Dawson.
“Wow, you guys are big. Madilyn said you guys were hot. Well, she said the one she knew was, but really you are all hot. Got girlfriends?”
Well, she didn’t beat around the bush, did she? I can appreciate that.
“Not, yet, but we’re working on it,” I said, with a smirk and a look at the a*shole across from me.
“You said they were your boyfriends,” the one next to me accused, pointing at my men.
“We are,” Mic said, taking a bite of his chicken. He raised a brow and hummed, mmm, that had my c*ck twitching. “This is
good.”
“How can they be your boyfriends, all of them? And what do you mean, you’re working on getting a girlfriend?” The big t*t
girl said.
“First, what are your names?” I asked. I couldn’t keep calling this chick big t*t girl.
“Oh, I’m Starla, this is my best friend Cheyenne.”
“Well, since you’re so interested in our love lives. We,” I said, pointing at Mic and Davis, “Are lovers and we are boyfriends. He,” I said, pointing at Dawson, “Is our man, but we aren’t lovers. He’s just someone we love unconditionally. And we
have all decided to share a woman.”
The table went silent. Mic and Davis were nodding up and down in agreement as we ate, and Dawson was smiling as he winked at me. Patrick and Aria grinned at all of us. I loved that they accepted our dynamic.
“That’s very unusual,” Paul said. “How will that work?”
I looked at Dawson.
“Well, we have a very close bond. I love them, they are my best friends. My feelings for them go beyond friendship, but I am not sexually attracted to them. They are sexually attracted to each other and act on that attraction. We all love women, and lately we’ve been wanting a relationship with one. We want to take care of a woman and be taken care of by one. We will love and protect her.”
“What if she wants to get married and have babies?” Madilyn asked.
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Then Dawson will marry her, and she can have as many babies as she wants by any of us,” Mic said.
“So, you’re going to have her wh*re herself to all of you?” Jason asked with a look of disgust.
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“First, she won’t be a wh*re. A wh*re is someone that does something for gain and will do anything to get it. It could be s*xual or non s*xual, you know, like wh*ring oneself for power and money, or cheats on their spouse, or perhaps to get a good grade on a test. That’s a wh*re. Someone who is loved by more than one person and is in a committed relationship with them is not a wh*re,” I said.
I was interested to see that both Jason and Madilyn, along with Starla and Cheyenne, all had red faces. Did I hit a nerve? Someone give a blow job or more for a good grade? We all knew one of them cheated on their spouse. Well, maybe Patrick and Aria didn’t, but the rest of us did. Not that Jason would know that, but then I looked at Dawson, who was staring daggers at Jason. Maybe perhaps he did.
“Interesting. I don’t know if I could share a woman I loved,” Paul said.
“It takes a strong relationship and the right people. We won’t just share her in the bedroom, but with our lives, together and individually. She will be with us all, and we will worship the ground she walks on.”
“Do you have anyone in mind?” Starla says, licking her lips and eyeing us all.
“We do. We’re getting to know her now,” I said. At that moment, all four of our phones pinged.
I took mine out of my suit jacket and opened up the message that I saw it was from Isha.
Our Beautiful Girl: Was thinking of you all tonight. I went shopping with my mom and Nana. We are dressed to the nines tonight. Nana said she was taking me to a nice club where there were nice gentlemen. What do you think of my
outfit?
A picture of her in a purple sparkly halter dress with a slit all the way up her right leg to almost her hip. She had silver sparkly heels on. Her hair was up in a top bun, with curly tendrils framing her face. She had huge diamond earrings on and a diamond bracelet. She looked f*cking gorgeous. Another picture popped up, and it was the back of her dress. God her ass was popping in the dress, and her back was open.
You look positively sinful, don’t know that I like you ladies meeting strange gentlemen, nice or not. I texted. I definitely didn’t like it, but I wasn’t going to tell her what she could and couldn’t do.
Mic: Baby girl, I might have to throw you over my lap when you get home and spank that delectable ass. The only men you should be seeing in that dress are us.
Davis: Stunning as ever, don’t forget about us, we’re waiting for you.
Davis waves me around the table and I get up, Mic stands and moves to my side and stands next to Dawson, who is seated with a brooding look on his face. Oh yeah, he’s pissed. Davis hands the phone to Aria and asks her to take a picture of the four of us.
I know Mic, Davis and I are smiling, but Dawson doesn’t like the fact she will be going out meeting gentlemen. Neither do we, but we aren’t going to let her know it. She deserves to have fun.
Davis sends her the picture. I noticed Dawson didn’t say anything. I looked at him, he was scowling hard down at his
phone.
“Your potential girlfriend?” Madilyn asks.
“Not that it is any of your business, but yes. She showed us a dress she is wearing tonight to go out with her mother and grandmother,” Dawson says. “Gorgeous as ever.”
I see Jason frown, but then he gives a small shake of his head. I see Dawson typing away, and then he puts his phone
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away. Since no pings came from the rest of our phones, I can only assume he sent her a private text.
“Are you okay?” I asked him.
“Yes. I just want her to have fun, but not too much, you know?”
“I do. Don’t worry bro, she’ll come back to us. I know it. She said she was coming back.”
He nodded, but I could tell he was worried. I pulled out my phone again. I pulled up our private text.
I hope you have fun tonight. Teasing aside, stay safe. And are you wearing any panties?
My Naughty Princess: Wouldn’t you like to know?
I would, I really really would
My Naughty Princess: A picture from under her dress.
I inhaled sharply. She was in fact wearing underwear, if you wanted to call it that. It was like her bikini bottoms. A strap of purple fabric and a piece of string. Her ass cheeks were right there. F*ck.
I put my phone away and picked my fork back up to finish my dinner. I couldn’t wait for her to get home so we could start
working on her accepting all of us. I needed to take a bite out of that f*t ass so bad. Best ass I’ve seen on a female ever. I looked at Mic and Davis, they were speaking to Dawson, Patrick and Aria. Isha had the third-best ass I’ve ever seen, period. Mic’s was first, Davis’ was second, and then Isha’s. Dawson had a sweet ass too, but he only ever allowed me to slap it. It was an ass of steel. So he definitely came in fourth. I snorted at my train of thought. I needed to get laid, or at least my d*ck sucked. I eyed Mic. He looked over and winked at me. Yep, definitely going to get me some tonight.
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