Damon's Challenge(16)

Andy hoped the same. From the glazed look in Meredith’s eyes, his wife was of the same mind.

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The snow didn’t melt away the next day or the next. In fact more snow fell over the ranch. Meredith was allowed to wear her real clothes by the second day. She wore an old pair of Andy’s jeans, which kept her warm, along with a wooly sweater. In the two days she’d been in a negligee she’d grown used to wearing next to nothing around Andy and Damon. When they wouldn’t let her change on that first day, she’d been nervous. The nerves had long since gone. She missed the feel of the silk against her skin. The clothes were nice, but she liked how Andy and Damon would find any excuse to touch her. She lost count of the number of times they’d touched her pussy. None of them had given her an orgasm. Last night Damon had whispered into her ear to play with herself that night. He wanted her to bring herself to orgasm. She’d done what he asked, feeling silly at first and then more aroused as she did touch herself. When she’d come down this morning, he’d asked her if she’d done what he asked. He looked happy when she muttered she had.

The clothing was still needed, though the house was nice and warm. With the ranch hands unable to get out, she was helping out Damon and Andy feed as many of the animals as she could. Neither man would let her out on the far fields, so she was helping out close to home.

She’d pulled her hair into a ponytail to keep the length out of the way for her to work. Their chili was already in the oven, and the cornbread was baking for their dinner tonight. She was still sleeping in the spare bedroom. Damon recommended it to help them all grow accustomed to what was going to happen.

There were times throughout the night when she would reach for Andy, and he wouldn’t be there. The separation was good and bad. She really loved sleeping with Andy’s arms wrapped around her, holding her tightly, hands banded around her waist, pulling her close. She gasped and turned to see Damon stood behind her.

“You look so sexy in Andy’s jeans.” He kissed the side of her neck, making her burn for more.

“How did you know they’re Andy’s?” she asked, trying to sidetrack her wandering thoughts. At times she wondered why she’d been so easy to accept what happened between him and her husband. Then he’d touch her, and she knew the answer instantly. She wanted Damon as well. His touch inflamed her need. Meredith loved his company, and there were times she was sure she was falling in love with him.

“They’re far too big for you.” He licked her pulse, biting down.

She cried out, rubbing her ass against his cock. Meredith felt his cock harden more.

“What are you doing to me?”

“I’m making you want, Meredith. Also, you’re getting used to my touch.”

“This is insane. I’m a married woman.”

“You’re a submissive as well. Never forget who you are. You’re Andy’s wife, but you’re also Meredith.” Damon didn’t release her even as Andy settled his horse down.

She saw he didn’t look jealous or anything at the sight of both of them together. There were times she wondered if he was just putting on a show. Meredith knew he really wasn’t jealous. This is what Andy wanted for both of them.

You want it as well. You didn’t fight them because you want Damon as much as Andy does.

From the first moment she met Damon, she had felt the spark rising inside her. The attraction was never one-sided. She felt it all the time and fought it a great deal.

“The fences are holding. So long as the snow holds off for a couple of days I imagine the ranchers will be here in no time and we’ll have everything up to speed. This snowfall came quite early for late October,” Andy said.

“I was just telling Meredith how sexy she looks in your jeans. I know she’ll look even better out of them.” Damon’s hand moved up the sweater to cup her breast. She gasped, looking at Andy.

The lust shining in his eyes settled her nerves.

“What do you think, Andy? Should we go inside and get her naked for us to look at?” Damon asked.

His suggestion forced her to squeeze her thighs together as another bolt of heat shot through her core.

“Yes. I think it’s time we saw how hot she can get.” Andy took her hand. “Come on.”

They all walked toward the back door. The scent of the chili assailed her the moment they entered the house. Once the door was shut both men were tearing at her clothes. She couldn’t stop giggling as she almost fell on her ass in their haste.

What amazed her more was how they were getting undressed as they were fighting with her.

Should you fight this?