11

Sienna

Six months later.

There’s a knock on the front door, and I call out, “It’s open!”

Immediately, two handsome forms loom in the doorway, their black heads almost brushing the ceiling.

“Hi Jock, hi Jack,” I say. “Dinner’s almost ready. I’ve missed you!”

My dad sees who it is and takes the opportunity to get up and excuse himself. He’s going over to Layla’s place, and stops momentarily at the doorway to grab his bag.

“Hey Jock, hey Jack,” he says with a modicum of warmth while greeting them. “I see you’re here to spend time with Sienna.”

My handsome men nod, taking off their jackets. The three men acknowledge one another civilly, although the interaction is a bit tense. I can see why too. Tyler’s headed off to make love to Jock’s daughter, while Jock and Jack are here to entertain me. The daughter swap is a clear one-for-one, but everyone’s still adapting to the new situation.

But overall, things have worked out great. After my initiation, Jack and Jock wanted to see more of me. I wasn’t sure at first.

“Is that okay with the club?” I asked with some confusion. “I know my dad and Layla are exclusive, but does that happen often?”

Jack and Jock’s eyes gleamed.

“It happens more often than you think. Not all the time, but if an initiator and a girl hit it off, they can request to only see one another. It’s fine.”

I look searchingly at the handsome men.

“But is that what you want?” I ask quietly. “I know you guys like being on the road and enjoying what the club has to offer. And you know that if we’re together, I can’t condone that. I don’t think I could handle it if you spent time with other daughters.”

The two men share a look and then nod.

“We wouldn’t dream of it,” begins Jack.

“Never,” finishes Jock. “We want to be with you, Sienna. You’re curvy, ripe and so beautiful. And it works out great too because your dad is with Layla, so it’s a one-for-one swap.”

I gulp heavily. This is such a strange situation but at the same time, the men are right. Tyler and Layla are in a hot relationship, and I’d like to take up with Layla’s dad and uncle. Why not? The two men have so much to teach me, and I’m an eager, willing student.

As a result, we made a request to the club, and the approved it. I wasn’t put on duty, and instead, I only service Jock and Jack. At first, it was rounds on hot love, again and again, leaving me breathless and sated.

“Sweetheart, you’ve been taking us like a champ,” growled Jock, his eyes caressing my curves fondly. “Are you sure you’re not sore?”

I giggle a bit.

“Of course I’m sore,” I say coyly. “I’m usually limping these days, and when I sit down, I have to do it slowly. I’m sore front and back, you know,” I say with an impish grin.

Jock’s eyes burn as he looks at me.

“I know, sweetheart, and that’s exactly how we like it. Jack and I have been using you ruthlessly, but it’s good, isn’t it? But honey, the inevitable has come: we need to head out on the road. We’ve been able to put off some of our travel because we wanted to be with you. But we can’t not work forever. Do you think you can handle it?” he asks me with a searching look. “It’ll be your first time on your own.”

I smile at him with putting a hand on my hip.

“Do you think I’m going to step out on you?”

The men shake their heads.

“Of course not, honey,” intones Jack. “It’s just that you’re young, and we don’t want to leave you alone before you’re ready. A girl like you needs proper care and attention, and we want to make sure you’ve gotten your share.”

I throw my arms around them, pulling them close to my curvy form.

“Of course you’ve taken care of me,” I whisper, touched. “You’ve done such a great job of making me feel wanted and needed, and I appreciate it so much. Plus, Tyler’s been a long-haul trucker my whole life, so I’m used to being alone. Everything’s going to be fine, gentlemen.”

My lovers were appeased, and we went back to kissing and petting one another before hitting the good stuff. Plus, after that conversation, things settled into a routine. Jock and Jack would go out on the road, sometimes together, but sometimes alone. Whenever they were in town, they’d come straight to my house and I’d be with them, enjoying their hard, male forms. It was difficult when they were away, but I’m a big girl. I can handle their absence.

Plus, the logistics work. If Tyler’s here, he immediately leaves for Layla’s house so that I can be with Jack and Jock alone. My dad is under no illusions about what I’m doing with the two men. He sees my limp, and although he hasn’t asked me about it, it’s pretty obvious why I’m sore.