Chapter 11: Chapter 11

GARRETT

I wiped away the steam from the mirror, studying the silver fox staring back at me. There was nothing wrong with being gray. The women seemed to like it.

Evan dyed his hair. And that lucky bastard, Jake, didn’t have any grays yet.

Jake had a horseshoe up his ass. He won the coin toss. Vada seemed to favor him anyway. And he got to fuck her first.

It wasn’t supposed to be a competition. She would be shared between us. There was no place for favoritism in a polyandrous relationship.

I opened the bathroom door, surprised to find Jake sprawled across the bed.

“What are you doing in here?” I grumbled. “I thought you’d be busy getting some morning head.”

“Nope. I didn’t fuck her last night, or this morning.”

“Why not?”

“Evan didn’t tell you what happened last night?”

“Yeah. He told me.”

“After he left, it just didn’t feel right to sleep with her.”

“I can kind of understand that,” I said.

“We’re supposed to be sharing her,” Evan said, turning away from the window where he’d been standing since I came out of the bathroom. “She’s trying to pit us against each other.”

“I don’t think she’s doing it intentionally, Ev,” I said. “This is all new to her. She doesn’t understand how a relationship like this works.”

“It’s new to us too,” he said. “We’ve done the sex thing, but we’ve never shared a woman for more than one night.”

“Exactly,” Jake said. “We’re all learning.”

“So, how do we fix it?” I asked.

“I think we need to put sex on the back burner and focus on developing the relationship between the four of us,” Evan suggested.

“Of course, ~you’d~ say that,” I grumbled. “’Cause you have no chance of getting any. Vada can’t stand you.”

“She wanted my cock last night, Garrett. I turned her down.”

“I think she was just trying to mess with you,” Jake laughed. “Get you all hot and bothered before she sent you away with blue balls.”

“I don’t think so,” he said. “Her pussy was dripping. The front of my pants was soaked.”

“They were,” I chuckled. “You looked like you pissed yourself.”

“Exactly. So why would you think I had no chance of fucking her? I could’ve unzipped my fly and been inside her just like that. She was begging for it.”

“Why didn’t you then?”

“Same reason Jake didn’t fuck her last night. It didn’t feel right. She’s not some random chick we picked up. This is Vada. Our best friend’s daughter. She deserves to be treated with respect.

“Chris asked us to take her on because he wanted her to be in a relationship where she was treated well. I don’t want my first time with her to be an angry fuck against a wall.”

“She told you she likes it rough,” Jake pointed out.

“And we’ll give her that,” he said, rubbing his jaw. “I have no problem with that. But first we need to show her what it’s like to be cherished and made love to.

“I’m guessing she’s never experienced sex like that. Somehow I doubt Bert the coke dealer made passionate love to her.”

“What about her roommate?” I quipped. “How do you know she doesn’t penetrate her with gentle thrusts from her dildo while she whispers sweet nothings in her ear?”

“Garrett,” Evan warned. “This isn’t the time for jokes.”

“You gotta loosen up a bit, Evan. Relax!”

“What if she doesn’t want to give up the roommate?”

“There’s no way she’s giving up three huge cocks for one pussy,” I declared.

“She ~was~ pretty shocked when she felt how big my dick is,” Evan bragged.

“And on that note, I’m outta here,” Jake said, jumping off the bed.

“You’ve seen my cock, Jake.”

“We’ve both seen it, Ev,” I sighed, shaking my head. “You have a huge dick. A vagina-stretching, pussy-destroying weapon. But not all chicks want that.”

“Wild girls like Vada, who like it rough, want the big cock. Remember Valerie?”

“I’d rather not,” I said, cringing at the memory. “That chick was looser than the skin on the old ladies downstairs.”

“Garrett! Why? You know I spent all night trying to forget what I saw.”

“I know,” I chuckled.

“Vada is pretty tight,” Jake said. “I could barely get three fingers in her. She’ll need lots of prep before she takes us.”

“Where is she, anyway?” I asked.

“Downstairs. She’s not speaking to me.”

“Really?” I laughed. “She’s giving you the silent treatment because you wouldn’t fuck her?”

“Pretty much.”

“That’s fucking hilarious.”

“Yes, Garrett,” Evan said with a sarcastic snort. “It’s very amusing that the woman we’re trying to woo is mad at us.”

“~Woo~?”

“Yes, ~woo~.”

“Let’s pack up and get the fuck out of this place,” Jake said as he headed for the door. “We have a long drive ahead of us today.”

***

“How many cars are we checking out today?” Vada asked.

“None,” I replied.

“How come?”

“We’re taking a break from work for a couple of days.”

“Where are we going?”

I glanced up at Jake. He was driving, and Evan was riding shotgun. I was the lucky guy who got to tell Vada we were going camping, since I was the only one she was speaking to.

“We’re heading to the Smoky Mountains in Tennessee,” I informed her.

“What are we gonna do there?”

“A little of this, a little of that.”

She turned her head, training those sexy green eyes on me with a seductive gaze. “How far is it?”

“Eight hours and change,” I said hesitantly.

“I guess we have lots of time for a little of this and a little of that right here in the van,” she whispered, reaching over to grab my semi-erect dick. “Seems like you’re interested.”

“I’m very interested, sweetheart,” I said, groaning with pleasure when she slipped her hand inside my shorts.

“Garrett,” Evan warned. “I thought we all agreed to no sex.”

“That includes head?” I whined.

“Yes.”

“What are you guys talking about?” Vada asked, narrowing her eyes as she removed her hand from my cock.

“We decided that none of us will be having sexual relations with you until we work out some of the problems in our relationship.”

“What problems?”

“The fact that you don’t know is a problem in itself,” Evan sighed.

“How can we have problems in our ~relationship~?” she scoffed. “We don’t have a relationship.

“Up until two days ago, I was your best friend’s daughter. And I’ve hardly seen you guys in the past couple of years, so we were casual acquaintances at best.

“Did you really think that after two days I’d be sharing all my deepest thoughts and feelings with you guys while we picked out names for our kids?”

“No,” Evan said. “But I was hoping you would be civil to me. And I was hoping you would act a little more mature.”

“I see,” she said quietly, turning her head to stare out the window.

“What were your expectations, Vada?” I asked gently, reaching out to caress her hand.

“It doesn’t matter,” she mumbled.

“Yes, it does,” I said. “How are we supposed to make you happy if you don’t share your needs with us?”

She turned to look at me, her tongue in her cheek while she weighed her words. “I need sex. Lots and lots of sex. That’s what I was promised, and you guys haven’t delivered.”

Evan shook his head, his frustrated sigh drawing an angry scowl from Vada.

“What’s your fucking problem?” she barked.

“You, Vada,” he snapped.

“Why? Because I like sex? Isn’t that what this little road trip is all about? You three fucking me?”

I winced as I waited for Evan’s response. But he didn’t say anything. He just stared straight ahead while we descended into silence.

Vada only lasted about ten minutes without talking. “Where are we staying tonight?” she inquired.

“At a campground in Smoky Mountain National Park,” I replied.

“In a cabin?”

“Nope,” Evan said without turning around. “We’re sleeping in a tent.”

“I’ll sleep in the van,” she said.

“No, you won’t,” Evan informed her. “All three of us are sleeping in the tent. Together. In ~one~ sleeping bag.”

“You can’t tell me what to do, Evan,” she sassed.

“Holy fuck!” Jake bellowed. “Enough!”

“You guys suck,” she muttered, folding her arms as she slumped down in her seat.

I closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose while I took a calming breath. I was usually an easy-going guy. I didn’t let too much get to me. But Vada was trying my patience.

Maybe Evan was right, and she wasn’t the woman for us. We should’ve looked for someone a bit older. But we’d promised Chris.

And I knew there was a fun-loving, decent woman in that sexy body somewhere. We just had to put in the time and effort to draw her out.

***

“Why is the bathroom so far away?” Vada grumbled while she studied the campground map.

“Just be thankful there is one,” I said, looking up from the tent peg I was hammering into the rocky ground.

“Evan wanted to camp in the backcountry, where there’s no facilities at all. I convinced him that you’d be more comfortable in a serviced campground.”

“You call this serviced?” she snorted. “And since when is Mr. Three-Piece-Suit an outdoorsman? I find that hard to believe.”

“There’s lots of things you don’t know about me, sweetheart,” Evan said.

“Remember last night? You thought I had a small dick. But you got quite the surprise when I spread those sexy thighs and treated you to a little preview.”

She glanced up from the map, a small smile playing on her lips. It was only there for a split second, but I saw it.

“There’s no showers,” she whined. “Where are we supposed to bathe?”

“In the river,” Evan suggested.

“I don’t be thinking so,” she huffed.

“I guess you’ll have a smelly bird, then,” I teased.

“What does it matter? It’s not like I’m getting any from you old farts.”

“This is the life,” Jake sighed, hammering in the final peg. “Fresh air, no traffic, peace and quiet. It doesn’t get much better than this.”

“We should look into buying a cottage in the mountains,” I said.

“You’d be looking at a minimum twelve-hour drive up from Miami,” Evan said. “How often would we actually use it?”

“I think we’d use it a lot,” Jake said. “It would be great for the kids.”

“Oh, definitely,” I agreed.

“You guys are nuts,” Vada snorted. “Driving twelve hours to a cottage with a bunch of kids sounds like a hard pass to me.”

“We’d stretch it out over two days,” I said. “Stop somewhere fun, like an amusement park, and break up the trip. Then we’d stay up here all summer. We could run the business from here.”

“Sounds like you’ve got it all figured out,” she muttered, shaking her head.

“Yep,” I chuckled with a wink and a smile her way. “We just need the mother, and we’re good to go.”

“Dream on,” she laughed.

***

“Food always tastes so much better outside,” Jake mused, tipping back his beer. “Why is that?”

“I don’t know,” I said, swallowing my last bite of potato. He’d grilled T-bone steaks, potatoes, and vegetables to perfection over the fire. If it wasn’t for Jake, we’d probably eat out every night.

“That was delicious. Thanks, Jake.”

“No problem.”

Vada began clearing the table while Jake started a fire.

“Thanks, babe,” I said, patting her on the ass when she collected my paper plate, tossing everything in a trash bag.

“Careful, Garrett,” she warned. “You’ll get in shit if Dad catches you touching me.”

“Make sure you tie that up and put it in the back of the van,” Evan ordered while he lit his cigar and sat on the end of the picnic table.

“I’m not stupid, Evan.”

“I never said you were, Vada,” he responded calmly. “You’re not an experienced camper.”

“I’m going to the bathroom,” she announced.

“I’ll go with you,” I offered.

“You don’t have to, Garrett.”

“I want to.”

“Make sure you take the bear spray,” Evan said.

“Why are you so bossy, Evan?” Vada asked.

“He grew up with four older sisters,” Jake explained. “He had no control over anything in his house.”

“That makes sense,” she said, wandering over to stand in front of him, her head tilted while she studied him thoughtfully.

“There’s still a little boy in there, scarred from years of torment by his big sisters.”

“Don’t try to psychoanalyze me,” he warned.

“Or what?”

“I’ll take you over my knee.”

She took a step closer with a daring smirk. I glanced at Jake. He stopped fiddling with the fire to watch them spar. When they did eventually fuck, it was going to be wild.

“You keep promising to do that, and hinting that you’re gonna fuck me like a savage beast. But you try to use it as some kind of threat to get me to ~behave~ and do what you say.

“What you don’t seem to realize, Evan, is that I like it rough. It turns me on when a man has total control over me in bed. I have a fetish. Why do you think I date bad boys?”

“You have a rape fetish?”

“No.”

“That’s good,” he growled, taking a drag from his cigar. “We aren’t into that. But we’re not opposed to fantasy games and light bondage.”

“What about the spanking?”

“It’s an idle threat, honey,” he said, his voice softening. “I would never hit a woman. That includes spanking.

“I promised your dad we would cherish you and treat you like a queen. And we have every intention of fulfilling that promise. If you’ll let us.”

I held my breath, praying for a truce. Everything was riding on them.

If Evan and Vada couldn’t work through their animosity, we would have to find someone else. And I didn’t want to do that. I wanted Vada. And I knew Jake felt the same way.

The heat between Evan and Vada rivaled the raging bonfire Jake was building.

Evan tamped out his cigar, depositing it in the soda can next to him before he reached forward and pulled her into his arms.