Shaun and Jon (7 page)

She
glanced at his cock, wrapping her hand around it without being asked.

“That
feels mighty nice,” he said.

Jon
chose that moment to wake up. He glanced at Sarah and then where her hand was.

“You
getting a lesson on how to please us with your hands?” he asked, rolling onto
his back.

“That
sounds like a good way to start the day,” said Shaun.

Sarah
knelt between them and grabbed Jon’s cock too.

“
Okay,
just run your hands up and down our
shafts,” said Jon.

Shaun
put his hand behind this head and relaxed. He glanced over at
Jon,
who was doing the same.

“You
want to have a contest, see who can come first?” asked Shaun.

“Sure.
I bet I do.” Shaun saw him wink at Sarah.

“And
I bet I do, my cock’s been harder longer than yours, and that sweet left hand
of honey doll’s is edging me closer to heaven.”

“Boys
will be boys,” said Sarah.

“She’s
a quick learner because those hands know how to thrill me,” said Jon.

“Stop
talking, I’m trying to concentrate so I can beat you.”

“In
your dreams,” said Jon.

Shaun
focused on Sarah’s breasts as they bobbed up and down as she moved her hands
faster over their shafts.

Lordy
lordy
, she had some strong fingers on her. Just
right for loving a man. His cock twitched, his balls grew heavy, and
oohwee
, he came big time.

“I’m
the winner,”
he said.

“Come
on Jon, you have some catching up to do,” said Sarah, moving her hand faster
until he too finally found release.

“Guess
neither of us will
be
any good to our
honey doll for a while, so I think we should return the favor,” said Shaun.

He
grabbed Sarah and turned her over onto her back, spreading her legs apart as
both he and Jon pressed their fingers inside her.

“Getting
us all excited like that must have been thrilling for you too,” said Shaun,
feeling how tight and wet she was.

She
rested her legs over each of their calves, opening herself up some more for
them.

“Whose
finger’s going to make you come faster?” asked Jon.

“Okay,
guys
that’s
enough competition for the
day,” she said.

Shaun
pressed deeper, harder, making her squirm. Jon matched him causing Sarah to
groan and then cry out when she came.

“Which
one of us caused that?” asked Shaun.

“It
was me, of
course
it was me. I have the
longer fingers,” said Jon.

“Both
of you did okay. You’re both very talented in the finger department.”

They
laughed and leaned over her, Shaun kissing her first and then Jon.

****

Sarah
carried out the washing to the line, seeing both Shaun and Jon taking hay into
the barn. They’d told her they’d work through
lunch,
but she didn’t want them going without something to eat. So
once
she was done with the laundry, she took a
basket of bread and some cheese out to them.

“You
can take at least ten minutes away from your chores to eat something,” she
said.

“Yes,
ma’am,” said Jon.

Neither
of them had their shirts on and they were covered in sweat. She sat down and
broke off a piece of bread, sat, and chewed on it. They sat too and dived into
the food.

“We
could do with some more help around here. I guess that’s why folks have lots of
children,” said Shaun.

She
looked over at them.

“We
haven’t discussed that matter,” said Jon. “You have any preference as to which
one of us fathers your babies?”

Sarah
turned red. She hadn’t thought about it. Hadn’t thought that far ahead. They
hadn’t used precautions so for all she knew she could be with child already.

“It
doesn’t matter to me,” she said. And it didn’t. Both of them would make fine
fathers. She’d be honored to carry either man’s baby within her womb.

“Then
let’s allow nature to take its course and when you’re with child, all three of
us will be content in never knowing whether it’s Shaun or mine’s baby you’ve
conceived.”

“Sounds
fine with me,” said Shaun.

She
smiled. They were both handsome and tall so it would probably be difficult to
tell who’d fathered the offspring.

Sarah
wiped some perspiration from her face. The barn was stifling, even worse than
the house.

“I’m
going for a swim in the lake, and yes, I’ll be real careful this time,” she
said standing.

“I
think we could do with some cooling off too,” said Shaun.

She
didn’t argue with them as they headed to the lake with her, all three of them
quickly taking off their clothes and running into the water.

It
was cold, but refreshing. Sarah couldn’t believe how lucky she was to have
found Jon and Shaun to live in this beautiful place. She might regret thinking
that once she got a taste of the Montana winter, but at least she had not one,
but two men to snuggle with when it got below freezing.

 
Shaun splashed her with water. She splashed
him back. Jon splashed both of them.

They
headed toward her and she knew they had something planned so she ran toward the
shores, laughing and almost falling face first. They caught up to her both
wrapping their arms around her and kissing her.

That’s
when she sensed someone was standing there watching them. A woman carrying what
looked like a loaf of bread covered in a gingham cloth.

“Nothing
but fornication if ever I saw it. I don’t want you eating my bread.”

She
turned and left.

“Who
was that?” asked Sarah.

“Mrs.
Nealon
, who’s the chairwoman of the Grantsville
Ladies’ Society.”

Chapter Eight

Sarah
hadn’t
said much since the incident that afternoon.
Jon knew she was upset about Mrs.
Nealon’s
comments.
He knew she wanted to fit in with the community and wanted to keep their
arrangement their little secret for as long as they could.

“You’re
going to strain your eyes if you read that far away from the lamp,” Jon told
her. Shaun looked up too.

“I’m
okay, really I am.” She’d set about darning socks for both of them.

“You
could get yourself some material and make a dress,” said Jon.

“I
could. In fact, that’s what I was planning to take with me to the sewing club.”

“Mrs.
Nealon
probably won’t say anything about what she saw
going on here,” Jon continued.

Shaun
raised his eyebrows without looking up from his book.

“Perhaps
if she were suddenly struck mute, that might be true,” said Sarah not taking
her eyes off the
darning
.

Shaun
made a sniggering sound like he was about to burst out laughing. Jon kicked the
bottom of his boot.

He
looked up. “What?”

Jon
nodded his head in Sarah’s direction.

“I
wouldn’t worry about anything. Most of the women don’t listen to gossip in
Grantsville,” said Shaun.

****

Could
you hear silence? Sarah wasn’t
sure,
but
the room had gone from deafening chatter to no one talking as she’d entered the
Tuesday night meeting of the women’s social group. She was frozen on the spot
and couldn’t run when everyone turned around to look at her.

Shaun
had been wrong.

A
lady wearing a pink hat stood and approached her.

“We
don’t wish your sort in our group nor in our community. We assumed you were
married to Mr. Nolan, but we’ve learned that’s not true and that you’re living
under the same roof without the blessing of your union. And if that’s not
sinful enough, you’re also living with Mr. Delaney too.”

“And
you don’t think that you can love two men at the same time?”

“Such
filth to even think such a thing. It’s utter blasphemy. If you want to be with
us, be part of Grantsville, marry one of the men and throw the other one out,
or leave our community.”

Sarah
wasn’t sure if she wanted to slap her or cry. The one thing she did know for
sure was she wanted to run.

Run
she did. She ran to the
saloon
, another
unconventional thing for a woman to do. She went inside, seeing Jon and Shaun
sitting at a table drinking. They both looked across at her. She burst into
tears, turned, and ran outside.

Jon
and Shaun were by her side in no time. Both wrapping their arms around her.

“They’re
going to run us out of town. We’re sinners,” sobbed Sarah.

Jon
wiped
a tear away before it had time to
slide into her mouth.

“No,
honey doll we’re not sinners and Grantsville’s just as much our home as it is
anyone’s.”

“I’ll
never fit in because I want to be with both of you.”

“Then
that’s their problem and not ours,” said Shaun. “We could be setting a trend.
Hell, you think we’re the first trio like this? I very much doubt it.”

“Shaun’s
right,” said Jon.

“I’m
an outcast and my arrival here’s made you two outcasts too.”

“We’re
staying put and so are you. To hell with the rest of them,” said Jon.

“I’ve
ruined your evening too. Go back in there and finish your drinks.”

“No,
let’s go home—our home—and show these people that we intend to make Grantsville
home for generations to come.”

****

Who
would have thought they’d have cheered Sarah up with their terrible singing?
All the way home, he and Jon had sung.
Finally,
she’d joined in.

“My
aunt and Nina used to sing in the choir at
church,
but I didn’t get the gift of voice,” said Sarah.

“Nonsense,
you sang like an angel,” said Jon when they got home.

“How
can a young woman be so lucky to find two men who charm her, tell her things
she knows aren’t necessarily true, just to make her feel good?”

She
put her arms around both of them. “They told me in order to stay in town I had
to choose one of you and marry you.”

Shaun’s
heart sank for a minute. Maybe she’d decided on doing just that and Jon would
be her obvious choice.

“However,
you know what I’ve decided? I’m going to stay in town and I’m going to love
both of you until I take my dying breath. We’ll go down in history as the first
woman and her two men who lived happily ever after.”

She
walked away toward the bedroom, taking off her clothes as she did so. She
stopped and turned.

“What
are you waiting for? If we’re going to be the talk of the
town,
we might as well do something that people
will definitely want to talk about.”

****

How
far she’d come in such a short time.

She
placed her hands on the side of
Jon,
who
sat on the bed. She kissed him while he played with her nipples. Shaun sat
behind her, running his hands over her ass.

He
slapped her bottom.

“Who’s
been a bad girl?” he said.

He
parted her cheeks and ran his hand down within her folds. She hadn’t expected him
to enter her quite so soon, and when he sunk his cock deep into her pussy, she
raised her head up, feeling Jon pulling on her breasts as Shaun began to ride
her.

“Put
your hand between your legs and touch your clit,” whispered Jon.

She
pushed her hand down through her curls, feeling the nub already hot and in a heightened
state of arousal.

Damn
those women. She’d show them. Probably jealous.
Yeah,
that was it. They only had one man. That one man was probably boring in bed and
didn’t have the sort of cock her guys possessed.

Speaking
of which, Shaun’s was hitting the back of her pussy as Jon pressed her finger
harder against her clit. Wow. If these women had this sort of
sensation,
they’d be less uptight. Prudes,
that’s what they were.

She
curled her toes and cried out as the clit rubbing brought about her first
release. Then the room span as Shaun made her come again. She closed her eyes,
not even realizing that the guys had changed places and now it was Jon’s cock
deep within her as Shaun ran his finger back and forth over her clit.

“I’m
a lucky girl,” she said as she leaned over and kissed him, his mouth muffling
the cry that started in her throat. Juices ran down her legs as she came over
and over again that night.