Chapter 8
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 six boys 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.”
Her praise makes my heart happy and I can’t stop the smile on my face from brightening.
“I need all of you beautiful ladies to keep coming back to keep me in stock with my Christmas outfits,” I joke, making her laugh.
She reaches up, patting my hand that is on her shoulder.
“We do love your outfits, River.”
“Thank you.” I curtsy.
We are silent for a few moments while I add the color and foil to her hair. There is something about helping someone feel so much better about themselves, from a simple haircut to a style or full color. I love seeing people’s reactions when they are done and looking as beautiful as ever.
“So, River, do you have a young man in your life yet?”
I knew this was coming. For years, I have always thought that she knew about my crush on her son, but she’s never come outright and asked me. That is not Helen Woods’ style.
“Now I know you know that I am currently single. No man has captured my heart yet, but maybe soon. Maybe it will be a Christmas miracle that I get what I want this year.”
“Well, you know that my annual Christmas party is fast approaching, so you make sure that you have a perfect outfit picked out, because I can tell you now that there will be plenty of single men there ripe for the picking.” She winks.
“Look at you, playing matchmaker.”
“I don’t think Colt would like to hear that his mama is setting you up with another man,” comes from behind me.
I glare at Neve, who is smirking like she just caught a man with his pants down, flashing a giant cock between his legs. Oh, she wishes.
“Colt? My Colt?” Helen looks at me in the reflection of the mirror with wide eyes.
“Oh, yes. I thought you were all up to date with the current gay gossip, Miss Helen.”
“Neve?” I say her name with a warning tone, but my bestie is not my bestie for no reason.
She is stubborn like me, and likes to push buttons.
“She is going to find out anyway.” Neve waves me off, slipping into the empty chair next to my station.
“Find out what?” The look that Helen gives me makes me see how she wrangled six unruly boys, then she looks to Neve.
“I am taking applications for new besties,” I call out, making everyone laugh.
“Oh, shush it, you.” She waves me off again.
“Rude.”
Neve pokes her tongue at me then speaks up, explaining what happened.
“Colt and River took the new guy, Theo, into the twins’ office at Sidelines because he cut his hand on glass.
They were in there for a while, until Theo came rushing out and left his shift early.
Then not minutes later, this guy comes downstairs, looking all flushed. ”
“Nothing happened. And I am definitely looking for a new bestie and a new mom for Lanie because her birth mother is about to disappear,” I fake threaten, making my bestie laugh.
She knows that I am not serious. We are always like this; some people have said that we need psychological help.
“River, did my son go all alpha on you and Theo?” I bite my lip. “Is that why Theo ran out? Did Colt scare or hurt him? I know he can be intense and moody at times, but tell me he did not scare that boy.”
I instantly jump to Colt’s defense.
“He did not hurt or scare Theo, believe me. Colt was gentle with him when he cleaned up his cut. He was Colt, ya know.” I shrug.
I am not sure I want to be speaking to Colt’s mom about how hot and hard he had my dick, or how Theo made Colt want to bend him over the desk in the room, because I so could see that happening.
Great, now I have images of Colt fucking Theo in my office while I jerk my dick.
The look in Helen’s eyes makes me uncomfortable, in a way that a mother looks at her teenage boy. I cough, then run like a chickenshit.
“Oh, look, I see a snowman who needs warming up. Neve, take over, please.”
I run for my office, shutting and locking the door behind me. Sinking against the wood, I shake my head, trying to get the pornographic images out of my mind before I come in my tight pants.
Sitting in my chair, I calm my breathing. I am not one to shy away from jokes and gossip, but when it is about me and a man, or men I would like to have sex with, I get uncomfortable in a way that I am not sure how much they want people to know.
I have a big mouth, and it is not only for sucking dick like a pro, though I totally can.
I tend to overstep sometimes and it hurts or makes things awkward, so I remove myself from the situation. Now I have to hope that I do not fuck up with Colt or Theo before we even start anything.