Page 41 of The Rule of 3

Batting her eyelashes coquettishly, Zoë asked, “Anyone feel like practicing making babies?”

They spent the next couple of hours doing just that. They were a writhing, gasping, kissing, sucking mass of bodies that finally ended up with Zoë in the middle of two hard men who pounded her from front and back, almost dueling inside her with their steely erections. After an orgasm ripped through her, taking her voice with it for a moment, Zoë realized she was the only one who’d climaxed so far.

“Hold up, guys, for just a moment,” she panted.

“Are you alright” Tanner demanded. “Were we too rough on you?”

Zoë laughed, “Of course I’m alright. You know I love it like this. I just think we need to switch this around a little and let Eli celebrate being the cream filling in this cookie for once. It’s not every day you decide to get married. Can we do that for him?”

Eli let out a growly moan. Apparently, he was on board with that idea, and he was already balls-deep in her pussy. This meant that Tanner pulled carefully out of Zoë’s ass, changed condoms and lubed up Eli’s butt. When Tanner sunk into Eli from behind, Zoë watched with delight as Eli’s eyes rolled back in pleasure. It took a second or two, but gradually the two men created a rhythm again.

“It’s good, isn’t it, Eli? Being totally surrounded by love?” she asked him in a whisper. “Feel how much we adore you.” For good measure, she clamped her muscles down on Eli, making him shudder with a groan into her neck. She intoned softly to him, “Eli, we promise to love you and honor you forever.”

In only a moment, Eli tensed all over and shoved hard and deeply into Zoë. He climaxed hollering, “I love you both!” just as Tanner shuddered behind him and came as he yelled, “Thisisforever!”

As they lay wrapped snuggly around each other basking in the afterglow of amazing sex and pure love, Zoë began to recite,“We take you, Eli, to be our husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until we are parted by death. This is our solemn vow.”

Tanner picked up where she left off and intoned, “We take you, Eli to be our faithfulhusband understanding that marriage is alifelong union, and not to be entered into lightly. We expect to raise our children with you as an equal parent in all things. This is our solemn vow.”

With tears tracking his cheeks, Eli sat up and looked at both of them. “I never expected to marry anyone, but I promise to be your husband and to love and honor both of you as long as I live. I’ll father children with you and love them as much as I love my husband and my wife. This is my solemn vow.”

A few days later, Zoë took her last pill and tossed out the empty pack. This was going to be a new chapter in their lives. She hoped it wasn’t too much for them to handle with the election now just a couple of days away.

Chapter 35

The polls showed Tanner running neck and neck with his opponent Buckman, but polls had been known to be way off base in the past, so it was hard to know whether or not to believe in anything they saw on TV or read online.

Suddenly, on election eve, the TV was filled with brand new information that Terrence Buckman had taken a huge jump in the polls, and he was confirmed as a sixty-seven percent choice for winning. Tanner muted the TV and laughed, “Isn’t it interesting that the news anchors are never compelled to produce any information about the source for their so-called polls? One guy could have polled his five buddies over beers during happy hour, and it’s ‘news.’”

An hour later, “Colonel” Smelzer appeared on the screen, looking his craggy best and answering an anchor’s questions, so Tanner turned up the sound again. “This ought to be rich,” he snorted.

“Mayor Lassiter has all the makings of a fine governor of this great commonwealth. I know he’s young, but he has a fire in his belly and he’s certainly my choice.” It seemed that Smelzer was winding up to make some longwinded speech, but he was cut off and not seen again after that. There were a few other interviewees who supported Buckman, citing Tanner’s youth as a deterrent in their thinking. They didn’t have a single reason to support Buckman—just the one reason not to support Tanner.

“Don’t those idiots realize I have more experience after all of these years as mayor than Buckman has? There’s just no reasoning with closed-minded people,” Tanner sighed for the hundredth time.

They surfed around to other channels and didn’t find anyone else that was predicting Tanner’s doom. Finally, they just turned off the TV and went to bed. It had been such a tiring several weeks, Tanner was ready for the election to be in the rear-view mirror, no matter what the result at this point.

The next morning, dressed in their finest and giddy with excitement, they took off by limousine to the county courthouse to cast their votes. As Tanner and Zoë exited the vehicle, flashes went off from all directions. Questions were lobbed their way, and everyone was in an animated, jovial mood.

Tanner took the opportunity to pause and make a statement to the press. He looked so handsome in his tailored blue suit and red tie Zoë felt like she would burst with pride for him. It was a chilly fall day, so she also wore a blue coat over her red and white dress. They looked like the ultimate political dream couple as they stood holding hands while Tanner calmly addressed the onlookers making polite jokes and thanking people for their support. He finished with a heartfelt promise to work hard for the citizens of his beloved Kentucky. The clip instantly went viral, and folks throughout the state fell in love with them all over again.

Eli had a very good feeling about this day and the probable outcome. He’d changed his legal residency to Kentucky months before so he could also vote for Tanner.

The day dragged on and on, however. No voting numbers were allowed to be aired, so they just had to wait it out until the polls began to close. The airways were simply filled with empty prognostications that no one paid the least bit of attention to.

Kentucky is in both the eastern and central time zones, and the part of the state where they lived began to register their numbers shortly after six o’clock. And wouldn’t you just know that, as the earliest numbers were reported showing Tanner at eighty percent of the vote, the newscasters repeated over and over again, “It’s too early to call.”

Precinct after precinct reported their votes, and Tanner’s numbers rarely dipped below seventy-nine percent. He topped out in his home precinct at a solid ninety-five, however. Still, until the larger metropolitan areas were counted, the news refused to budge and say anything other than, “Too early to call.”

Lexington, then Bowling Green, and finally Louisville reported their numbers, and Tanner was such a runaway favorite, Buckman gave his concession speech: “Congratulations to a fine young man. I wish Governor Elect Lassiter all the best in his political pursuits.” It wasn’t the least bit moving or brilliant, but it got Buckman out of the spotlight and home for a drink as soon as he was done thanking his supporters. One got a distinct impression from the man that he was relieved. Being governor would have been an awful lot of work.

Tanner wondered aloud as he hugged Eli with a tight grip, “Do you think he just ran after losing a bet with his golf buddies or something?” They both cracked up.

And still, one television reporter was seen telling the public on live camera, “The governor’s race is still too close to call.” She got a stricken look as her face turned red and she held her hand to her earpiece. “Oh!” she exclaimed, “I’m told that Buckman had conceded the race. Congratulations to Governor Elect Lassiter.” She shot someone a dirty look, and the camera cut to another scene.

Chaos reigned at campaign headquarters. Champagne flowed, music blared, smiles and hugs and supreme joy were everywhere.

Tanner’s loyal supporters were losing their minds. Nothing—trulynothingthis exciting had ever happened in this town. Their golden boy was headed to the governor’s mansion! The sense of pride and overall excitement was so strong, there was even a small baby boom nine months later. Three of the babies were named Tanner, and one was named Zoë.

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