Soon, I will have what I want, but first I need to devise a plan to make Theo want what we want.
Eight
RIVER
Days have passed since the night Colt made it clear that he wants both Theo and me. That seeing us together sparked something deep inside of him, that he knows exactly what he wants. And that is us. Both of us, together in a hot sweaty mess.
I am all on board for that.
I mean, who would not want to be sandwiched between two hot guys, wanting to please you, kiss and touch you all over?
I would, for damn sure.
My nights have been filled with dreams of getting hot and sweaty, cum dripping from me, as Theo sucks my cock while being fucked from behind by Colt, our Daddy.
Watching Daddy Dom porn is not new to me. It has always been one of my fetishes, to have a Daddy to take care of me, but I also love making someone reach their heights during sex.
Seeing them lose themselves in the pleasure and ecstasy of their lovers.
Seeing how Theo responded to Colt made my dick not only ache, but leak. I had a wet spot on my panties when I got home.Yes, I wear panties; they make me feel sexy, but none of the men I have slept with has ever seen them, so I am unsure of what Colt or Theo will say when we reach that point.
A knock comes on my office door and one of my girls pokes her head in. “Mrs. Woods is here.”
“Thank you, sweetie. I am on my way,” I say, closing down my computer, because I have to protect my client’s personal details. I smooth down the front of my shirt, taking an extra moment to steady myself as I glance around my office one last time. Striding down the hall, the sound of my heels hitting the wooden floor matches the beat of my heart.
Cool, calm, and collected.
The reception area is bathed in soft afternoon light. Christmas music plays, but it is mixed with the ladies gossiping about the latest trends or what they saw people doing.
Flawless is like a gossip rag magazine on steroids, but also a place for the ladies to catch up with their friends. A lot of our clients are older in age, so they do not get to do much socializing.
“Mrs. Woods, aren’t you looking lovely this afternoon?”
She smiles when I call her name, and I am hit with the familiarity of her smile. It matches Colt’s.
“River, well, you are looking dashing to say the least. Come, let me look at you.” I step over to her, her hands resting on my biceps, while she takes in today’s outfit.
“Oh, I love the snowmen.”
Today I went with a deep red shirt with snowmen, candy canes, snowflakes, and gifts on it. Very festive, if I do say so myself.
“You know I love a good Christmas outfit.” I guide her over to my section. “What are we doing today?”
After placing the cape around her neck, I pick up a brush, gently running it through her hair. Considering she raised sixboys and has had to wrangle that hottie of a husband, she looks amazing for her age.
“I was thinking just a trim and some soft highlights for now, then maybe something dramatic in the new year.”
“Now that I can get on board with.” I call to one of my girls who is not busy and ask her to mix up the highlighting solution we will need.
Helen always has the same tone of highlights so the information will be in her file, and I trust my girls to get things right. I may be gay, and flirty, and on the cool, fun side, but do not mistake that for me letting my employees slack off and pull some late bullshit or fuck up a client.
Oh no, and believe me, one or two ladies from Silverpine have had to deal with the wrath of Chaos River.
“How have you been, River? Busy with the salon, I can imagine. Are you done with your Christmas shopping?”
“Well, aren’t you feeling preppy today,” I joke, making her giggle. “I have been good. The salon is booked right up to Christmas, the twenty-second. Then we are closed so my girls can enjoy the holiday.”
“You are such a good boss, River. They work so many hours, keeping the salon open until late to fit clients in who work. That is why you have returning customers. Because you think of them and not just the money in the bank.”
