Richard’s throat felt thick as he watched the woman start to cry. The tears ran down her cheeks, and she made no move to bat them away.
“I want to help,” Lewis said. “My mission started with finding Mandy. The deeper down this path I went, I saw that it didn’t matter if I got her, I’d still have to find some way of, I don’t know, saving as many as we could.”
Silence fell on the room.
John, who was sitting by the paperwork, gathered it up.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for this. I should have been.”
“Mandy, I appreciate what you’re trying to do, we all do, but you can’t do this,” Russ said. “You’re going to hurt yourself, and none of us want that.”
“I was able to remember something today. The news that was on the television on my, erm, my blackout at the clubhouse today,” Mandy said. “They were reporting on the stockyards, like the places where fishing boats and sea ports or whatever come in.”
“What about it?” Richard asked.
“The men, they use those kind of ports to transport girls. The crates are quite deep, and they can hide them behind stock. Drug them up, and some girls are out for like forty-eight hours. It’s how they’re doing it. It’s not a lot, but it’s something. If some of the girls cause trouble, they’re killed, and another woman is ordered.”
Mandy left the room, each of them watching the door.
“You’ve been trying to get her to remember?” Jackson asked. “That’s fucking dangerous.”
“These women, they’ve been discovered where exactly?” Lewis picked up the file and started to flick through it.
“A couple have been found washed up on shores. Others have been seen floating in canals, and there was even one found down by a lake by a kid of five in a theme park,” Russ said.
Lewis frowned. “There’s something about this that doesn’t add up. No one kills off their stock without a reason. Even women are considered stock.”
Richard watched as he moved toward his desk, pulling out a large map. They all stayed out of his way as he started to put little crosses on the map, looking over the file, and then putting the dots on the map.
Even as he saw what was happening, Richard started to get chills.
When Lewis drew a circle, all the men looked at each other.
“They know who we are,” Lewis said.
The circle on the map was drawn with a radius that included all of their main company buildings.
Could it be a coincidence? Richard doubted it.
****
For the next couple of weeks, Temperance divided her time between the two men. On the first Sunday after their nightclub date, they all went out to dinner as a small group, Jay and Richard getting along as if they’d been friends longer than a couple of days. She liked to see them together, having fun. They were both charming. At the end of the evening, they went to Richard’s place that had four bedrooms, one for each of them, and a spare. She slept in a room that wasn’t her own, all the time aware of the two men who wanted her.
The following week, she worked closely with Richard on several of his accounts, and Jay joined them for lunch, or they all went out. Her nights were spent with Jay. They stayed in watching movies, neither of them saying anything about the obvious sexual tension. Wednesday was their sharing day, and that meant they stayed at Richard’s apartment as his place was big enough to accommodate them all. Then she had Thursday and Friday with Richard, and they worked ‘til late, shared dinner, and she slept once again in the spare bedroom. She did enjoy the time, and it was nice to actually be having fun.
With Richard, she did notice that he was a little distant. Something was clearly bothering him.
Late one Sunday night on the third week, she saw him standing at the window. Jay was still in bed, and Richard was staring out over the city.
“Are you okay?” she asked, folding her arms.
“What are you doing up?” He turned toward her.
“You’re looking at that city as if it’s going to bite you at any moment.”
“It’s nothing.”
She saw the ink on his back. The same symbol had been on his leather jacket, and she imagined it was his club emblem.
“Does this have to do with your club?”
Richard looked at her.
“We both know you’ve been distracted,” Jay said, coming out of his bedroom, rubbing the back of his head as he did.
“I want you both to move in here, and I want to hire you both a bodyguard.”
Temperance gasped, staring at her boss, the man who was becoming more than just the guy she worked for.
“What?” she asked, not sure if she had actually heard him correctly.
“It’s not safe out there for either of you. Please, let me do this.”
She shook her head.
“What the hell is going on?” Jay asked.
“There’s a possible threat to the club. It’s not something we know for certain, but it’s enough of a problem that I want you both to have some form of protection. Please, for me.” He cupped her cheeks. “I don’t want anything to happen to you, to either of you.”
She saw the fear in his eyes, and knew he wasn’t kidding. This was real, and he believed the threat was out there.
“You want us both to move in with you?”
“The space is big enough, and we all know this is going to happen. You want us both, Temperance. There’s no need to deny it. Just let it happen. All three of us want this. I’m not going to rush you, and I’m happy to take our time, getting to know each other.” Richard pressed his head against hers. “Please.”
She’d never heard Richard say please, so she nodded. “Yes.”
“Yes,” Jay said, stepping up behind her. She sank against him, finding comfort in both men. In that moment she knew they both needed her.
Even as her fear of being with them both was great, her arousal was even greater. Taking both of their hands in hers, she stepped toward the fourth bedroom. She had noticed that the fourth bedroom had the largest bed.
Richard gripped her hand tightly, and she looked back at him. “This is not to rush you.”
“I’m not feeling rushed. Do you feel rushed?”
“No.”
“Then do you not want to be with me, with us?” She released them long enough to enter the fourth bedroom. She hadn’t anticipated this tonight, but it just felt right. No matter her main doubts, it did feel right to her.
Turning toward them, she removed her robe, staring from Richard then to Jay, then back again. The robe fell at her feet, and she kicked it aside. She wore a sheer negligee as she loved wearing sexy night clothes. They were the most comfortable.
Pushing the strap of her dress down her shoulder, she stared at both men, even as the negligee fell to the floor. She walked up to Richard first, placing her hands on his sides. He only wore a pair of pajama bottoms, so he was naked for her to touch.
“Baby, I want to be with you, but only if you’re ready.”
“I’m ready.” She cupped his cheek, unable to believe that this was going to happen. They had been together for three weeks, and before that, she’d been part of both of their lives. Richard and Jay had found a friendship with each other. She loved being snuggled up with both men, and she knew they enjoyed being with her.
Lifting up on her toes, she started to kiss him, sliding her tongue into his mouth, and then caressing over his lips.
He moaned, wrapping his arms around her and drawing her closer.
Jay moved toward them. He stood behind her, pulling her hair off her shoulder, and kissing her neck. Tilting her head to the side, she gave him access as Richard followed, still kissing her back.
The feel of both men turned her on. Her doubts started to fade as they began to touch, Jay at her back, and Richard at her front.
Never did she imagine that this would be her life, her best friend, and her billionaire boss, yet this was what was happening.
“Let it happen,” Jay said. “Don’t overthink it.”
Her best friend at all times. Closing her eyes, she continued to kiss Richard, and at the same time, slide her hand down the front of his pajama pants. His dick was already rock hard tenting them.
Richard broke from the kiss, moving down her chest, and taking possession of one of her tits.
“I love your tits,” Richard said. “They’re so fucking big.” He cupped both of them, pressing them together, flicking his tongue over each nipple.
Suddenly, Jay started to move her back, and Richard followed, neither man letting go of her.
“Come on, it’s time to get on the bed,” Jay said. He climbed on the bed, and she saw he was already completely naked. “I’ve got room for you right here.” He patted the space between his thighs, making her laugh. “This has got your name all over it.”
She chuckled and climbed onto the bed. Just as she was about to turn, Jay caught her cheek, tugging her close. He took possession of her mouth, sliding his tongue inside. She was bent over, kneeling on the bed. Her legs slightly parted, and Richard moved in behind her, spreading the cheeks of her ass. His tongue slid over her pussy, and she gasped, pulling away from the kiss to look behind her. She only saw Richard’s body.
“Is his face against your pussy?” Jay asked.
“Yes.”
Temperance looked down, and there was Jay’s cock. He was working up and down his length, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.