Page 11 of Please and Tease (Sweet Treats 6)

“Chocolate milk? Gross,” adds Andrew. “But sweetheart, if you really want to take a bath in our spunk, we can talk about it,” he winks.

My mouth drops open and my eyes go wide because that’s actually a fantasy of mine. It’s hard core, but I’ve seen those films where a woman kneels on the floor while guys come all over her. Maybe I don’t want to get hit in the face, but I’d definitely love to be bathed by a shower of warm male jism.

“I’m into that,” I say with a coy smile while reaching for my old clothes. They’re dirty, but they’ll do. Haphazardly, I pull the t-shirt over my head. It’s a long one, so it falls loosely to my knees and I grin again at the men once my head is through the hole.

“So do you guys live here?” I ask. “I haven’t seen you around before. Or are you visiting from another Lodge?”

While we don’t get visitors that often, the Lodges have reciprocal rights. That means a member of our Lodge can visit another Lodge while he’s in their city. The same goes for the girls. We can visit other Lodges when we’re doing our residencies, and sometimes we have nubile young things staying with us while they’re in town. Thus, it’s totally possible that Andrew and Aaron are just here temporarily.

But the two men merely shake their heads.

“We moved in a couple months ago,” Andrew says. “We started working as long haul truckers about a year ago.”

Aaron nods.

“It’s been great so far. We signed up for Dads and Daughters as soon as we heard about the group, and we’ve been members for a while now.”

I stare at them.

“Wait, do you guys have daughters? Are you old enough to be dads?”

The men look at each other and smile before turning back to me.

“No, we’re only thirty, so we haven’t reproduced yet. Although, we’d like to, that’s for certain. But so far, we’re single guys.”

I scrunch my brow at them.

“Oh really? I thought you could only join Dads and Daughters if you had a daughter.”

The two men shrug.

“Nope. We were admitted even though we have no children. Maybe there’s been a change in the rules? I don’t know,” says Aaron.

That gets me wondering. Come to think of it, I only know a couple dads and they have daughters around the same age as me. Maybe there are men in the club who don’t have children, or who only have sons. I’ve been so wrapped up in pleasure for the past two years that my mind has been murky when it comes to the details.

“No, I think you’re right,” I say slowly. “I think dads can join even if they don’t have daughters. I mean, what are you going to do if you only have sons? Adopt a girl?”

“Exactly,” winks Aaron. “We don’t have any kids, so it would be tough for us to procure a daughter out of nowhere.”

By now, I’m fully dressed again although the two men are still nude.

“Um, should I go and get you some clothes?” I ask, trying not to look down at their huge clubs. “Or some towels?”

Aaron and Andrew laugh and nod.

“Yeah, I guess that sounds good. I was enjoying our getting-to-know-you conversation in the nude, except you’re dressed now. But it has been good getting to know you, Naomi,” winks one man.

“Oh sure,” I say quickly, flustered again. “I’ll be back in a minute. Let me just get some towels and we can keep talking.”

With a small wave and an awkward laugh, I dart from the laundromat and clamber up the steps to the main level. Oh my god, what just happened? Even though I wiped off some of the men’s juice from my curves, I can still smell it everywhere. It’s in my hair, smeared all over my breasts and belly, and even in my tiny hole. I know, because I asked them to put it in there.

Holy shit. How did things get so out of hand? But as I skulk around, hunting for two towels, I know I want to get to know Aaron and Andrew better because I want answers.

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Naomi

I make my way upstairs and look around. The coast is clear. Oh my god, where am I going to find towels? Should I go to my room and swipe some from the rack? But that would entail a ten-minute walk, and in the meantime, Aaron and Andrew are still waiting for me in their natural state.

It’s a gorgeous natural state though. The two men have the physiques of Greek gods and charming smiles to match. They’re humorous and quite witty, come to think of it. I’d love to get to know them better.

But as I’m sneaking down the hall, my heart sinks. Oh no, an older girl named Melissa is coming my way with a bright smile. She’s really beautiful with honey-colored hair and warm brown eyes. Unfortunately, Melissa’s also very talkative and this is not the time for a chat. I have work to do.

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