Whimpering, Cassie reluctantly allowed Bryon to pull her over his lap, his right hand brushing her shirt up to expose her trembling little bottom. He traced some small bruises with his left hand.
“Hmmm, did someone get a paddling earlier?”
“For her little incident.” Rob informed him of the events.
Bryon patted the girl’s bottom. “You need to learn to stay out of trouble. Okay, this is just my finger. I have some Vaseline on it,”Bryon said, gently probing her anus with his thick digit, encouraging her to relax her muscles and to not be so frightened.
“That’s not too bad, is it? Now, relax. It’s just the thermometer. It’s a lot smaller than my finger, but I’m going to put it in all the way. You need to stay still for about five minutes.”
Cassie moaned with embarrassment as she felt the cold, glass rod slide deep into her bottom, and Bryon’s hand lying on top of her upturned bare buns to hold it in place.
“That’s not too difficult,”Rob announced.
Bryon chuckled. “Nah, and I’m willing to bet someone might be a little turned on by this, too,”Bryon commented, turning his body towards Rob. Rob stroked the back of Cassie’s thighs and then gently parted her legs to dip his fingers into her hot, very wet pussy.
“I can’t believe you are doing this,”Cassie groaned, feeling Rob’s fingers tease her clit.
“You said you wanted to pursue this,”Rob corrected her, licking his fingers. “Damn, you taste wonderful.”
“With you. I didn’t know Bry would be doing this. Please stop that,”she begged as he continued to play with her moist folds. It was the longest five minutes of her life.
“Bry is here helping out. Plan on him doing that a lot now. You’re mine, Cass, but I would never refuse my brother if he wants to share in some things. Neither of us will go all the way with you unless you want it, but there are plenty of other things we can do with you together.”
“You wouldn’t!”Cassie gasped, feeling a second set of hands rub her ass cheeks as Rob stroked her inner thighs.
“Not up to me. Bry? Whatcha think? We’ve shared before. I told Cassie.”
“I think we need to let Cassie think about it. I have no objections, but I don’t want Pop hearing a word of this.”
“Cass? We talked about this earlier. Have you changed your mind?”
“No... It’s just weird…and really humiliating.”
“Take it slowly, okay? 100.2. Yeah, we’re running a bit high here, but not bad. You were a good girl,”Bryon said, removing the thermometer and patting her bottom. He lifted her and put her back into bed, covering her with the blankets. Rob handed her some Tylenol and a glass of water.
“Take these and go back to sleep. We’ll talk more later, okay?”He kissed her forehead and followed his brother out.
* * *
The two men sat on the large sofa, sipping cognacs and enjoying a sweet Cuban cigar, which was a rare luxury since Bill forbade any type of tobacco in the house.
“Mmmm, nice pull. Where did you get it?”Bryon asked, sniffing the fragrant smoke.
“Gift from the account I just worked on. My thanks to you for coming over to help.”
“She’s freaking out,”Bryon informed him.
Rob nodded. “Give her some time. How’s Eva?”
“We broke it off. She was too vanilla for me.”Bryon smiled, sipping his drink. “I need a more mature, secure gal to do my bidding.”
“You need to find you a cougar.”
“Sounds like it. Were you serious about sharing Cass?”
“Yep, just don’t fall in love with her. She’s mine.”Rob grinned.
Bryon shrugged. “I told you I tend to sway toward older, more mature women, and you know what type of relationship I want. Cass would be fun to teach some things to, but I wouldn’t want to make a habit of her. She’s too young for my tastes. I’d definitely consider her for another purpose on a more permanent basis. I’m a Daddy at heart.”
“You and your old soul…She’s already aware of it. She picked up on some of your comments. She seems to be amenable to it, even a bit curious.”
“She doesn’t know what it entails yet. Let’s worry about that when the time comes. Right now, just get her feeling better. Why don’t you whip up some soup or something?”
“I bought pork tenderloin for dinner. How about that?”
The two chatted in the kitchen as Rob cooked. Cassie padded downstairs, barefoot, in the t-shirt and wrapped in a light blanket. Both roared when they saw her out of bed. “What are you doing up? Get your little bottom back in bed!”Rob ordered, shaking a spoon at her.