Sharing Her: 10 New Erotic MFM Short Stories by Candy Quinn

Author:Candy Quinn [Quinn, Candy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, pdf
Publisher: Pathforgers Publishing
Published: 2018-02-18T16:00:00+00:00

It’s seven o’clock, and I’m sitting in my car, in the parking lot outside the Blue Ridge Grille, trying not to have a meltdown. I got here way too early in my eagerness to get this meeting over and done with. I wasn’t sure what to wear, so I just put on a little black dress with black tights, black heels, and a cherry-red peacoat. Of course, it wasn’t until arriving here that I realized my outfit is probably better suited for a first date than a meeting with the two evil men who are plotting to tear down my family home and wreck my dreams. I don’t want them to think I’m trying to impress them even though, well, I guess I am trying to impress them. Anything to make them reconsider their plans.

Finally, I force myself to open the car door and get out. I take a deep breath and stride into the restaurant, looking around for the table. The maitre’d looks me up and down and says, “Emma? Is that you?”

I glance over distractedly to see a guy I went to high school with. I give him a smile. It’s always nice to see a familiar face. It’s part of what I love about a small town. “Hi, Dave. It’s good to see you. I’m looking for a table… might be under the name Wilson. Or Warren.”

He points over at a corner booth, where two men are seated. “Just over there. Don’t keep them waiting, we can catch up later,” he says with a wink.

I hurry over to the table, trying not to feel sick with nervousness. Both men stand up when I approach, like true gentlemen. I’m stunned to see that both of them are jaw-droppingly hot. There’s the man I met this morning, with his dark hair and brown eyes, and next to him is an equally sexy guy, with blond hair and green eyes.

The man with the dark hair extends a hand and says, “Hi. I’m Travis Wilson. This is my business partner, Jake Warren. And judging from our short conversation this morning, I have a feeling you must be Emma Reed.”

I nod, looking back and forth between them. Suddenly I feel very vulnerable and… weirdly, annoyingly turned on. I have a feeling it has something to do with my sexy dream last night. But I have to ignore that. It’s business time.

“Yes. I’m Emma Reed,” I tell them, taking a seat. “And I am here to beg you not to destroy my house.”

“Cutting right to the chase, I see,” says Warren. “I like that.”

“She’s very confident,” adds his partner, both of them eyeing me approvingly.

I blush, half with shyness and half out of anger. “I need you to take me seriously, please. Look, that house is my heart and soul. I have so many wonderful memories there. It’s been there since the turn of the last century and it would be a travesty to lose it. Not just for me but for the community.

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