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on sex and pleasure was welcome after so many previous disappointments. He wouldn’t push her for more. He would, however, discover if she had any plans to make this lifestyle her future. Perhaps they could make arrangements to meet again even if there wasn’t an annual DRMC event scheduled.
While he wasn’t opposed to finding a permanent arrangement, he and Wade had almost given up the idea of finding any woman to share this ménage lifestyle. It was as if their luck changed the moment he ran into Clay a while back. He and Clay hadn’t ever shared a woman, but he knew Clay had lived a life exactly like he and Wade had looked for.
Clay had suggested they check out the Double Rider Men’s Club. The club turned out to be another amazing find. He’d known Clay long ago, and they’d recently had the occasion to reconnect and catch up. A few months later he and Wade relocated to the DRMC property and set about building a new house with the intent to eventually live the lifestyle they’d chosen. Once they found a suitable woman to share, they’d have a place tolerant of their unbridled lifestyle.
Wade still worked full time at the ranch he’d bought years ago and made a very successful go of, while Dalton took a government job that he loved. The best benefit of having a government job being that the choice made his paternal grandfather particularly hostile. The old relic hadn’t forgiven either him or his father for turning their back on the family business the entire time he lived. His death a couple years ago made it easier for Dalton to visit his paternal grandmother on a regular basis, although he hadn’t seen her in a long while.
The ranch Wade owned and worked also wasn’t too far away from the DRMC land. They both lived in the ranch house at Wade’s place for now. At least until construction for their home on the DRMC property was completed. Then Wade would turn over the bulk of the ranch work to his manager. He’d agreed to shift his focus on the leased property south of the DRMC main property. Clay envisioned having a regular dude ranch run out of the southern property. Wade promised to help make the future endeavor profitable.
Wade had contracted to run the ranch there with an eye toward allowing the DRMC members a chance to try out a working ranch without owning one. Clay felt there was a large demand. Wade agreed to help make it a worthwhile venture for the members by keeping it completely separate from the DRMC. That way businesses or folks in town could rent it out for Western-themed parties or get-togethers. And the DRMC might possibly turn a profit.
A cellular phone rang out like a pistol shot in the night and startled all three of them awake.
Wade scrambled from bed to answer, but a second ring pierced the air. He got the phone before it rang a third time and exited the bedroom to the main living area to take the call.
“What time is it?” Olivia asked in a sleepy, adorable tone.
Dalton cleared his throat but still sounded gruff and coarse when he said, “Five in the morning.”
Nothing happened for a minute. Then her eyes popped wide open. She rose on to her elbows. Her unfocused gaze traveled around the room finally resting on his face.
She didn’t look alarmed, but he asked, “Do you remember where you are?”
She nodded and a smile slid into place. “I do.”
“I take it as a compliment that you haven’t run screaming from the room.”
“The only screaming you’ll hear from me is when I climax.”
Wade came back into the room. “Sorry. I guess they forgot I wouldn’t be at the ranch this weekend. I’m afraid I’m going to have to go take care of something.”
“Is anything wrong?” Dalton asked.
“No. I just need to sign something for receiving a purchase order.” Dalton knew he was likely being evasive on purpose to downplay the vastness of the successful ranch they owned.
“Do you really own a ranch?” Olivia asked. Her tone wasn’t filled with an iota of
While he wasn’t opposed to finding a permanent arrangement, he and Wade had almost given up the idea of finding any woman to share this ménage lifestyle. It was as if their luck changed the moment he ran into Clay a while back. He and Clay hadn’t ever shared a woman, but he knew Clay had lived a life exactly like he and Wade had looked for.
Clay had suggested they check out the Double Rider Men’s Club. The club turned out to be another amazing find. He’d known Clay long ago, and they’d recently had the occasion to reconnect and catch up. A few months later he and Wade relocated to the DRMC property and set about building a new house with the intent to eventually live the lifestyle they’d chosen. Once they found a suitable woman to share, they’d have a place tolerant of their unbridled lifestyle.
Wade still worked full time at the ranch he’d bought years ago and made a very successful go of, while Dalton took a government job that he loved. The best benefit of having a government job being that the choice made his paternal grandfather particularly hostile. The old relic hadn’t forgiven either him or his father for turning their back on the family business the entire time he lived. His death a couple years ago made it easier for Dalton to visit his paternal grandmother on a regular basis, although he hadn’t seen her in a long while.
The ranch Wade owned and worked also wasn’t too far away from the DRMC land. They both lived in the ranch house at Wade’s place for now. At least until construction for their home on the DRMC property was completed. Then Wade would turn over the bulk of the ranch work to his manager. He’d agreed to shift his focus on the leased property south of the DRMC main property. Clay envisioned having a regular dude ranch run out of the southern property. Wade promised to help make the future endeavor profitable.
Wade had contracted to run the ranch there with an eye toward allowing the DRMC members a chance to try out a working ranch without owning one. Clay felt there was a large demand. Wade agreed to help make it a worthwhile venture for the members by keeping it completely separate from the DRMC. That way businesses or folks in town could rent it out for Western-themed parties or get-togethers. And the DRMC might possibly turn a profit.
A cellular phone rang out like a pistol shot in the night and startled all three of them awake.
Wade scrambled from bed to answer, but a second ring pierced the air. He got the phone before it rang a third time and exited the bedroom to the main living area to take the call.
“What time is it?” Olivia asked in a sleepy, adorable tone.
Dalton cleared his throat but still sounded gruff and coarse when he said, “Five in the morning.”
Nothing happened for a minute. Then her eyes popped wide open. She rose on to her elbows. Her unfocused gaze traveled around the room finally resting on his face.
She didn’t look alarmed, but he asked, “Do you remember where you are?”
She nodded and a smile slid into place. “I do.”
“I take it as a compliment that you haven’t run screaming from the room.”
“The only screaming you’ll hear from me is when I climax.”
Wade came back into the room. “Sorry. I guess they forgot I wouldn’t be at the ranch this weekend. I’m afraid I’m going to have to go take care of something.”
“Is anything wrong?” Dalton asked.
“No. I just need to sign something for receiving a purchase order.” Dalton knew he was likely being evasive on purpose to downplay the vastness of the successful ranch they owned.
“Do you really own a ranch?” Olivia asked. Her tone wasn’t filled with an iota of
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