Monroe, Marla - Desire for Two (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

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him.
    “Sandy! Are you acting like a teenager again?” A bull of a man walked out of the kitchen followed by two more who looked just like him.
    Triplets. Had to be, she thought. Dear, God. Was this tiny woman-girl married to the three of them? They were huge men. Three of them.
    “Oh, these are my husbands.” She indicated the three men beside her. “Lou, Larry and Lawrence.”
    “Pleased to meet you,” she said and stepped closer to Elliot in case they planned on hugging her. She didn’t think she would survive three hugs from those men.
    “What am I thinking? Have a seat, and I’ll fetch you something to eat.” Sandy turned to go, but Clay stopped her.
    “We just want a little something to tide us over till dinner, sis.”
    “How about apple pie with ice cream?” she asked.
    “Does that sound good to you?” Elliot asked her.
    “I’d love some.” It was all she could think to say.
    Honestly, Desire wasn’t sure she could eat a bite of food. Things were growing more complicated as the day progressed. How many people here lived in multi-partner relationships? Was it the norm? She looked around and found there were several other customers seated at various tables. One table held a woman and two men with a young child in a booster seat. At another table, a man in leather sat with a woman with a choker around her neck and a pair of leather cuffs at each wrist.
    Shaking her head, she followed the men to a table near the back and took her seat when Elliot held her chair for her. Both men were real gentlemen in public and wild lovers in private. She wasn’t sure how to take them anymore. They were supposed to be her bosses, but they had yet to introduce her as their admin.
    They were barely seated when Sandy approached the table carrying a tray loaded with three massive pieces of apple pie with giant scoops of ice cream on each. She sat one in front of each of them and popped Clay on the head before leaving them to enjoy their snacks.
    “You’ll have to excuse Sandy,” Elliot said. “She and Clay have had an ongoing battle for years. They are only a year apart in age.”
    “Naturally, I’m the oldest.” Clay grinned and scooped a bite of pie and ice cream into his mouth. “Man, you can’t get homemade pie like the guys can make anywhere else.”
    “The men cook?” she asked.
    “Yeah, they run the kitchen and Sandy runs the front. Usually they have two waitresses in the busy part of the day, and the three men rotate in the kitchen. They also cater for special occasions,” Elliot told her.
    “The pie is good. I could make myself sick on it,” she admitted.
    “Well, don’t do that. Wait until you try Mom’s lasagna tonight.”
    “That good, huh?” she teased.
    “You’ll see,” Clay said with a smirk.
    They finished their desserts and walked back to their rooms on the opposite side of the street. The guys pointed out various shops before stopping in front of one in particular. It advertised adult novelties.
    “Come on. I want to get you something,” Clay said.
    “Clay?” Elliot seemed unsure.
    “She’ll love it,” Clay assured him.
    Desire wasn’t too sure about that. What could they possibly want to get her in there that she would enjoy? Knowing the two of them, it would be something she had no intention of trying.
    With a little prodding and a lot of assurance they wouldn’t embarrass her, Desire followed them in as they pulled her along by the hands. Inside there was every kind of toy a sexually open person would ever want, but discreetly displayed. She tried not to gawk at the many items, some of which she had never even heard of. Clay pulled her back towards the back of the store where there were various items of clothing, from leather bustiers to lace thongs and edible panties.
    “Here we go.” Clay pulled out a pair of garters that were pale pink.
    “I agree,” Elliot said. “They are perfect for her.”
    “Um, guys, I don’t think that’s appropriate to buy for me.

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