Chapter 7
SEVEN
The weekend arrives,and the trio tinker around on their beloved cars. Nate dresses in dirty jeans and goes topless, looking ruggedly handsome as he tinkers with the engine. Sporting a black t-shirt that hugs his massive arms, Cain looks like a true mechanic as he helps Nate. Mike has managed to tie his hair back with a hair tie and looks effortlessly cool as he fixes shuffling things around in a toolbox. Meanwhile, I sit on a comfortable garden chair with a blanket over my knees, enjoying the scenery while texting Rae. The sight of the three men working on their cars with sweat glistening on their skin is a feast for the eyes.
Rae
Heya Bitch! Wanna do something this weekend? xx
Me
Sorry, hun, I’m busy. Xx
Rae
Ooo, what are you planning? Xx
I gaze from the screen of my phone and notice Nate standing near his truck, puffing on a cigarette. As he catches my eye, he flashes me a smug grin. The intensity of the sunlight accentuates his abs, while his tattoos give him an even more sexy look.
I couldn”t tell Rae the truth about my three men. The mere thought of sharing such intimate details with her makes me shudder. However, I decided to lie to her because Rae might inquire about specific details that could potentially involve Dan.
Me
My mom wants me to attend a charity event with her. I still haven”t got a dress for the evening. Xx
Rae
Your mom is doing something charitable… I’m shocked, lol. We can head into town and pick you out a dress. Xx
The only dresses I have in my closet are for clubbing purposes and are not suitable for such an event. I gather my courage and approach the trio, “Can I go with Rae to the town and pick out a dress for tonight?” As I ask, I can feel my fingers fiddling with each other nervously. The trio look at each other, share a chuckle, and scoff at my request. Mike walks up to me and lifts my chin with his hand. “No,” he says sternly. “However, Nate can take you dress shopping.” I can”t help but roll my eyes at his response.
I cross my arms tightly, looking annoyed. “You know Rae is going to catch on sooner or later. She”s going to wonder why I won”t meet up with her alone and only see her at college,” I tell the trio, my voice laced with frustration.
Cain wipes the sweat from his forehead, his hands covered in black substance from tinkering with the car. “It”s just not safe enough yet,” he replies. “Nate will take you. That is that.”
I storm off and my breath comes in short, heavy huffs. My frustration boiling over, I barge into the house and slam the door behind me with a resounding bang.
We are all gathered around Nate”s truck with its hood open, inspecting the engine. Cain scoffs and shakes his head. ”She”s such a goddamn princess.” I chuckle softly under my breath, knowing that Cain absolutely adores her and wouldn”t change a thing about it.
Nate wipes his hands clean with a cloth and looks up at us. “I”ve gotta take her dress shopping. That”s going to be fun,” he says, looking back at the door that was just slammed.
I lean my back against the truck and I turn to Cain. “Oh, by the way, someone named Archie at the college asked Tessie questions about Dan,” I inform him.
Cain raises both eyebrows and crosses his arms. “Don”t worry. I”ll find out more about him and let you know,” I reassure him.
Nate straightens his back, his expression serious. “Is this something we should be worried about?” he asks, clearly concerned.
“Not yet,” I reply. “He only asked Tessie if she might know where Dan was. However, he did know her name,” I explain, shrugging my shoulders.
Nate reassures us, “Don”t worry. We will sort it out, guys. Let”s have a relaxed and stress-free weekend.”
I ask Cain, “How do you feel about taking Tessie to the Charity event?” He seems hesitant. He looks down at the ground, shuffling his feet before facing us. “I mean, I”d rather be at home fucking her,” he admits with a smile. We all chuckle.
Nate smirks, saying, “You could always find a quiet place at the party.” Cain looks up at the house and we all turn around to see what has caught his attention. Tessie is standing there, still annoyed, looking out the window at us. Nate throws down the cloth he is holding on the truck and says, “I better get cleaned up and take the princess dress shopping.”
“Good luck!” I shout as he strides toward the house.
Nate walks out of the bedroom and I can”t help but feel a sense of annoyance. They won”t allow me to go into town alone and it”s starting to get on my nerves. Nate, on the other hand, seems unfazed by the situation. He puts on his boots and turns to me, saying, “Right, baby. You can stop scowling at me now.” I remain silent, still feeling frustrated. Suddenly, he stands up and takes hold of my face, looking me straight in the eyes. “Or I”ll give you something to scowl about,” he says with a hint of playfulness. Despite my irritation, I can”t help but crack a smile at his comment.
We leave the house and I immediately see Mike and Cain standing beside the Jeep. They seemed engrossed in a conversation, making me wonder what they were discussing. As we approach them, Cain can”t help but remark sarcastically, “Have a nice time, princess.” I try to ignore him as I focus on Mike. He opens the truck door for me and kisses my cheek, making me feel fuzzy. However, his following comment left me blushing. “Maybe you could pick out some sexy lingerie.” He smirks.
Nate and I embark on a scenic drive into town, the sun-kissed breeze blowing through the truck”s open windows, filling it with the sweet scent of spring.
Nate breaks the silence and asks, “Which store are we going to?”
I suggest a small boutique that I know of, which has some beautiful dresses.
“That sounds perfect,” he replies with a smile.
As we enter the town, Nate opens the truck door for me and I jump down. He takes my hand and we walk down the street. I feel self-conscious, knowing I had gone public with my affection for Cain and now I am holding Nate”s hand. But I remind myself that people will always think what they want to think as we continue walking toward the boutique.
As we stroll down the street, I see an elegant, dark emerald green, silk dress in a store window display. Its striking color and exquisite design leave me in awe. I can”t help but express my admiration. “Oh wow, look how beautiful that dress is. I love it.” However, glancing at its price tag, I feel disappointed: “Maybe not.”
Nate notices my reaction and looks at the dress and then at the store name. We continue walking hand in hand up the street, and before I know it, we enter the boutique.
A kind-looking older lady approaches us and offers her assistance. I politely decline and make my way towards the rack of dresses. Nate chooses to sit on a plush, cream-colored couch while I browse the selection of dresses. I take my time examining each one, feeling the texture of
the fabrics and admiring the intricate details. Meanwhile, Nate observes me from his comfortable spot on the couch.
I carefully select two dresses from the rack—a stunning, dark navy blue and a classic black number—and eagerly head to the changing rooms to try them on. As I slide into the navy dress, it feels like it was made just for me, hugging my waist in all the right places. However, something doesn”t quite feel right around my shoulders, so I call Nate to help me with the zip on the back of the dress.
His warm breath touches my neck as he enters the changing room, sending shivers down my spine. I turn to look at him in the mirror. He stands behind me, his eyes filled with admiration, and carefully zips up the back of the dress.
I step out of the changing room and take a moment to look at myself in the larger mirror. The dress I”m wearing doesn”t fit me quite right on the shoulders and I can”t help but feel self-conscious. Nate exits the changing room and takes a seat on the nearby seat, letting out a sigh. I enter back into the changing room, wanting to try on the black dress and hoping it will look better than the previous one.
I slip into the elegant, black dress and feel the soft fabric gently glide over my skin. It fits me like a glove, accentuating all the right curves and making me feel beautiful. I take a deep breath and step in front of the mirror, admiring how the dress flatters my figure. Suddenly, I realize that the back of the dress is gaping open and I can”t reach the zipper. I poke my head out of the curtain and whisper, “Nate, please, can you help me again?”
Nate walks into the changing room again and his eyes immediately fall on me. He stops in his tracks, taking in my appearance from head to toe, and releases a soft gasp. “Wow,” he breathes, “Baby, that dress is absolutely beautiful on you.” His gaze lingers on me for a moment before he takes a step closer, admiring how the fabric hugs my curves and how the color compliments my skin. I feel a rush of warmth spread through me as I bask in his attention and I can”t help but smile at the compliment.
I stand in front of the full-length mirror and feel his presence behind me. I look at him in the mirror and he gazes intently at me. “I believe this is the dress.” I smile, patting the fabric to smooth any wrinkles.
He speaks smugly, “Cain will most certainly be tearing this off you tonight.”
I can”t help but express my concern. “He better not. It”s too beautiful and pricey,” I remark.
Nate seems undeterred by the price tag as he examines the garment closer. “I”ll buy it for you, baby,” he offers with a smile, hoping to impress me with his generosity.
But I shake my head, not wanting to accept such an extravagant gift from him. “No. I”m not letting you buy it,” I reply firmly.
“Fine, if you won”t let me buy it, at least let me fuck you while you’re wearing it,” Nate whispers in my ear with a mischievous grin, his eyes meeting mine in the mirror.
I can”t help but smile at his playful banter.
He lifts the dress past my hips and begins to apply pressure on my ass with his touch.
I struggle to speak, my breaths coming in quick gasps. “We...we…” I stutter, my voice barely above a whisper. “Can”t,” I finally manage to choke out, feeling a lump form in my throat.
I gaze at his reflection in the mirror. I see him reaching into his jeans and boxers and he firmly grasps his cock.
As he slides his jeans down past his ass, I can”t help but notice the sheer size of his cock as it swings out. The sight takes my breath away, and I let out an involuntary gasp.
“Bend over,” he demands quietly.
As I prepare to bend over, the older lady suddenly interrupts us from outside the curtain, asking if everything is ok. Nate reacts quickly, pulling his jeans up past his ass and rolling his eyes in irritation.
“Yes. I’m just changing,” I say, rushing to take the dress off.
Together, we step out of the changing room and walk toward the register where the older lady greets us with a warm smile. As she scans the dress, she informs us of the price, which is sixty-five dollars.
When I reach for my purse, Nate beats me to it. He pulls out his wallet and says, “I”ll pay for this.” I can’t help but roll my eyes at his chivalry. The lady begins to bag the dress for me and I give Nate a playful glare.
Suddenly, Nate leans in and whispers in my ear, “Well, I didn”t get to fuck you in it.” I can’t help but laugh as I punch his arm in jest.
We leave the store with the bag in hand, excited to show Cain the dress we bought for the party tonight. Hand in hand, we walk along the busy street when we suddenly stop in front of an adult store. Nate raises his eyebrows in curiosity and turns to me with a sly grin. “Shall we go in?” he asks. I can”t help but giggle at his mischievousness as he pulls me into the store. The bright, neon lights and various items on display catch my attention and I can”t help but feel a bit embarrassed as we wander around the store.
The display of lubes catch my attention and my eyes widen; I can”t help but feel curious about the different flavors. I begin to read off the names of each flavor. “They have passion fruit, strawberry, and watermelon,” I say, my voice filled with excitement.
Nate”s voice drips with arrogance as he asks, “Don”t you enjoy the taste of us, baby?”
“I do,” I reply, setting down the passion fruit lube. “I was actually thinking it might interest you three.”
Nate”s firm grip on my waist sends shivers down my spine as he pulls me closer. His warm breath caresses my ear as he whispers, “Trust me, we love the taste of your pussy.” His deep voice resonates through my body, making me weak in the knees.
I ask Nate to wait near the door so that I can grab a few things and surprise the three of them. Initially, he seems unsure, but eventually agrees and walks towards the door. I start scanning the store, taking a closer look at the lingerie scattered around, trying to decide which one would be the perfect gift for them.
As I scan the options, I am drawn to a striking, black, crotchless bodysuit adorned with intricate lace patterns that add a touch of elegance to the overall design. The lacy details are finely crafted and add allure to the garment”s overall look.
My gaze also lands on a white bra and panty set that looks divine. The delicate lace and intricate embroidery on the fabric make it seem almost angelic, as if it were crafted by heavenly beings themselves. I can”t help but imagine how stunning it would look. I grab the matching suspender belt and fishnet stockings.
After grabbing a few essential items, I proceeded to the counter to pay for them. Walking back towards Nate with the items in hand, he asks, “Got everything?” I can’t help but smirk in response. We return to the truck and drive home, enjoying the scenic view.
I standin front of the mirror after I have done my makeup perfectly. My dress hugs my curves in all the right places, making me feel confident and sexy. I run my fingers through my hair and style it up with two strands left loose to frame my face. The final touches complete my look and I feel ready to take on the charity benefit.
I leave my bedroom clutching my high heels and enter the kitchen. Nate and Mike are engrossed in a game at the table. Suddenly, they stand up and their gaze falls upon me. I can sense their admiration as they stare at me, taking in my appearance. However, I am quick to remind them of their manners. “It”s rude to stare,” I politely state. Still stunned by my presence, Mike manages to stutter out a compliment. “You...you look amazing, Tessie,” he says, eyes scanning me from head to toe.
I express my gratitude by saying, “Thank you.” I feel a warm sensation on my cheeks and realize I am blushing. I inquire, “Where is Cain?” Suddenly, a deep voice responds from behind me, “Right behind you, princess.” I turn around and my eyes see Cain dressed in a crisp, white shirt with a few buttons undone, paired with black trousers. His beard is trimmed up a bit, giving him a cleaner and more polished look. As he stands before me, he buttons up one of his cuffs.
I help him button his other cuff and greet him with a warm “Hello, handsome.” His presence is impressive and his attire is impeccable. He looks at me seductively and compliments me, saying, “You look beautiful.” Our eyes meet briefly and a smirk appears on his face. Suddenly, Nate”s voice interrupts our moment, commenting, “Don”t you two look like the perfect couple?”
Nate gracefully takes the high heels from my hand and lowers himself to his knees before me. Cain stands beside me, reassuringly holding my hand as I slip into the elegant shoes. With gentle precision, Nate secures the strap of each heel, ensuring a comfortable fit. As he finishes, he looks up at me with a smile and kisses my leg.
I find myself standing face-to-face with three of them. I gaze up at them, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. Mike leans in and tenderly kisses my lips, sending shivers down my spine. Then, Nate steps forward and locks lips with me, his touch igniting a spark within me.
I take a deep breath and feel a sense of déjà vu wash over me as I recognize this familiar feeling.
I find myself in a cramped space with Mike positioned to my left, Cain to my right, and Nate directly in front of me. The proximity of the three men makes me feel trapped in a good way and I know where this will lead. I back up towards the wall for space. Nate approaches me with one hand pressed against the wall behind me and the other firmly gripping my chin. His words cut through the tense silence. “Got any time to kill, Cain?”
Cain places his hand on Nate”s back and shakes his head. “Unfortunately, we have to leave now, dude,” he says with a hint of regret. Nate”s face briefly contorts with annoyance. “Have a good night, baby,” he mutters before turning away.
Cain and I walk towards the door and I feel his warm hand holding mine. A playful smirk spreads across his face as he turns to face Nate and Mike. “Try not to play with yourselves too much,” he jokingly warns them. Nate and Mike both roll their eyes and let out a scoff in response.