“You okay?” asked Ryker.
“Yeah, no problem,” I said. “Your brothers have this under control.”
“My brothers,” he repeated to himself.
“Your brothers,” I repeated, and I put my arm around him and pulled him close.
“More punch?” Shaun asked us.
“I’m fine for the moment,” I said.
“Gladly,” said Ryker.
We stood by the fire, a bit out of the way, and watched the large living area transform into a cozy campsite. I leaned into Ryker. “Were you serious about what you said?”
“What did I say?”
I nudged him. “You know, about sharing.”
“You mean, was I serious that I would be comfortable with it?”
“Yeah. Are you sure?”
“I think so.” He looked at me and smiled. “Why? Do you want me to share?”
I looked at his brothers, then back at Ryker. “Yesterday, I had one Chandler, and now you’re offering to give me ten!”
“Ten Chandlers,” he said, “that has a nice ring to it.”
I wet my lips. “Yes, it does.”
We watched his brothers set up the gas burners and prepare food. I caught Shaun looking over at us. “Shaun,” I called him over.
“Everything okay?” he asked.
“Where’s Doris?”
“Doris? She went home hours ago. She’s got to go to work early tomorrow morning, though I doubt that’s going to happen now. I bet the roads will be closed, at least till the afternoon.”
“So, I’m the only girl here.”
He patted me on the back. “It’s not the quantity that counts. It’s the quality.” Then he went to join Miles at the other end of the room.
I whispered to Ryker, “So, how do we do this?”
He took a sip of his punch, winced, then set his mug down. “Miles,” he called out. “How about something up-tempo?”
A minute later, we were all dancing. Ryker took me, spun me around, then passed me to one of his brothers, who took me, spun me around, then passed me to another of his brothers. I lost track of whom I was dancing with. The men came and changed; each time I turned, I had a new man on my arm, each remarkably similar to the last though with his own individual variation.
I laughed. I staggered, nearly tripping over my own feet. I held on to a muscular arm for balance. I was twirled; I was grabbed by the waist. I hung on to broad shoulders for balance.
I scanned the room, looking for Ryker. I saw him leaning against the far wall, his mug of punch in his hand. He smiled at me, raised his mug, and winked.
Shaun took me by the waist and tried to turn me.
I grabbed his arms. “No, no. I need a break.” And I collapsed in his arms.
“Something slower, now,” Will called out to Miles.
Shaun tried to pull away, but I held on to him, one hand gripped to his shoulder, the other on the small of his back.
I put my mouth to his ear and whispered, “I think it’s wonderful how you guys share everything.”16RykerHolly stood with her back to me, her hands around Shaun’s neck, who had his hands timidly on her hips. She had a spectacular ass, further highlighted in her tight-fitting jeans. Her straight black hair fell onto her back, pointing down as if telling my eyes to follow. She swayed and rocked her hips. Shaun moved his hands from her waist up to her sides, placing them under her ribs, so close to her breasts.
My erection pressed against my pants. I loosened a button and adjusted myself.
Though Holly was quite tall, the top of her head only reached Shaun’s nose. He looked down such that I could not see his eyes. He was surely staring at her breasts, which, in her loose-fitting sweater, only offered hints of their spectacular form.
I bit down on my lower lip. Turn her around, Shaun. Turn her around, I tried to will him with my mind. I wanted to see her chest; I wanted to see his hands on her breasts, cupping them, pressing them together.
Holly turned, giving me a profile view. She pulled a lock of hair from behind her ear and brought it to hang over her face. Though I couldn’t see her eyes, I knew she was looking at me.
I put my hand to my crotch. My hips imitated the motion of hers. As her ass rubbed against Shaun’s crotch, my hand rubbed against my throbbing erection.
She threw her head back. Strands of her silk-like black hair still hid her eyes, but her neck was exposed. She pulled down on her sweater, giving me a peek at her cleavage. God, Shaun, what are you waiting for? Tear that fucking sweater off her and grab her heaving tits!
Shaun ran a hand down her waist and down her leg. He bent down so his hand could run all the way down to her ankle. Then with a jolt, he straightened, his hand gliding quickly up her leg to her waist, and then he slipped it around to her crotch and pulled her tightly against him.