Undone by Her Two Masters(6)

“Of course,” she agreed, even though she had no idea why he’d asked her. It was a curtain. It wouldn’t block his voice and what he had to say if anyone came in there. They’d still hear him.

She walked back across the pool and into the small area that would be hidden when the curtain was closed. Both men were taking off their shoes and socks. To pull the curtain? Instead of lying back in the water as she’d been doing, she sat on the rock base and crossed her legs, wondering where they would stand. Or would they drag one of the chaise longues over to sit on while they talked to her? And why did Bronx want to talk her to her? What could he possibly have to say? Unless he knew of a job perhaps? But then why draw the curtain?

Both men moved over to a chaise longue, but instead of pulling it up closer to the water, they began undressing, dropping their clothes on it. Bronx was naked very quickly and he strode across to the pool, undid the tie holding the curtain, and pulled it around to hide them. Nevis blinked at his body. Damn, he was amazing. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him and his tan extended over every inch of his skin. Nakedness obviously didn’t bother him at all. And his cock was huge. And aroused.

York apparently wasn’t shy either. He was leaner than Bronx, and not quite as tall, but his muscles were well defined and he walked with the loose-limbed grace of a runner. His cock was aroused as well, standing out from his body. He stepped into the pool and sat on the edge, within touching distance of her.

When Bronx had drawn the curtain closing off this corner of the room, he sat in the water in front of her. “York was right. You are very beautiful.”

Nevis felt herself blushing, but mostly she was surprised. She had no idea what he wanted to say to her, and a naked man telling her she was beautiful looked very much like she’d be flat on her back in bed really soon. Not that she’d complain about that with two such spectacular men as these, but it wasn’t what she’d been expecting when she came down here today.

“And your point is?” she challenged him. Then she looked down at the water. That was rude. She shouldn’t have said that. She looked up again at his face but he didn’t seem disturbed by her rude remark. He simply smiled at her and said, “The Hot Springs Transportation Company is establishing a new branch office at Pine Corner. I am being sent to set it up and York is coming to help me. Master Kingston said small country towns expect men to be accompanied by a woman.”

Bronx picked up one her feet and began stroking her toes. His big hands were gentle as he played with each toe in turn, sending erotic shivers running from her foot right up to her cunt.

York leaned forward from the edge of the pool, his body now only a few inches away from hers. “As soon as Bronx told me this, I thought of you. Ever since you arrived here I’ve been attracted to you, Nevis. Long ago, Bronx and I decided we would share a woman, if we found one who appealed to us. I know you’ve said you’re open to the idea of ménages and BDSM. Are you also open to the idea of moving to Pine Corner with us as our woman?”

Nevis’s mouth was ready to say, “Yes, yes, yes,” but her brain was trying hard to force her gaze away from these two magnificent, naked men, and to think about what they were saying. She looked from Bronx to York, and back to Bronx. There were just a few gray flecks in his hair, matching the gray of his eyes. Determinedly she closed her eyes and concentrated. “Let me get this straight. Bronx, you’re going to some place called Pine Corner. There you’ll open a new branch of the transportation business.” She turned slightly to look back at York. “You will remain in the office complex at Pine Corner running the business side of the new branch. Which means Bronx will be somewhere else, talking to customers, or potential customers. So what will I be doing?”

“At first we’ll all be at Pine Corner together. The building I want to use is an old warehouse with a large parking lot. Plenty large enough for a couple big rigs. There’s a double-wide trailer home on the land as well, which will be the office and our home. Mostly I’ll be in the office or around town, finding customers, and quoting for prices, and also renovating the premises. I expect I’ll need to drive the trucks at least at first, until we can afford to hire a driver. Likely one of the men from the pack would be happy to work for me. It’s not all that hard to get a license to drive a B-Train. As for what you’d be doing, that’d be up to you. Decorate our home, work as a speech pathologist, help out in the office. Whatever you might want to do during the daytime. Then at night, you’d be ours, and I can promise you more orgasms every night than you’ve ever had before.”