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“Upstairs it is.” Andy tossed the dishtowel on the counter.

She felt a little bad using them, but she’d make sure they had a good time. They loved her, and she felt the same way. It’d crept in and grown so strong she didn’t doubt it. She made it to the bedroom and took off the work clothes that made her feel sad now. Even the underwear and the bra went before the guys got there.

Stretching out on the bed, she took the clip out of her hair and let it fall loose. Fred and Roman entered and stripped naked immediately. She felt so much better when they joined her on the bed and kissed over her body. She caught Fred’s cock and kissed his chest. Flicking her tongue over his muscles, she worked her way down to suck his dick.

Andy and Lance walked in and removed their clothing, as well. Andy stretched out next to her, and she kissed him. He joined her in sucking Fred’s cock. Lance immediately started eating her pussy despite the limited access. Slowly, he moved up to her ass, and she groaned.

“We need to get organized,” Roman said.

She saw him whisper in the men’s ears, but she ignored them. Anything they wanted was fine.

Roman left and came back with the necessary supplies. Andy slid on protection and pulled her from sucking Fred’s cock to ride Andy’s.

She moaned as she sank down on that thick cock. Fred shifted over, and she sucked him, but he sat right down on Andy’s face. Andy licked that ass while she sucked Fred’s cock. The sexual energy made her feel light headed. The men were freer now, playing with each other as well as her. She loved it.

The feel of cool lube on her ass made her tense for a second. Roman teased and coaxed her body to open. Finally, he filled her ass, and she gasped at the sweet stretching. She loved feeling full. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Lance putting on protection. He pulled Fred off of Andy’s face and onto his hands and knees. Fred and Andy kissed as Lance lubed Fred’s ass.

Lance turned Fred to the side and position him over Andy’s face so he could get a blowjob while Lance fucked him. The view for her was so hot she rocked on the two cocks inside of her. Andy sucked Fred’s cock as he groped her breasts. Lance filled Fred’s ass harder. Roman and Andy kept right on sharing her body, and she could barely focus on anything as the sexual pleasure overwhelmed her senses.

Andy reached down and rubbed her clit. She screamed as her release took hold. The hard cocks inside of her extended the pleasure. Roman was gentle, but when he got close, he fucked her faster and faster. She loved that heat and friction as he ground to her. His shouts mingled with Fred’s as the two men came. Fred’s cream dotted Andy’s face and neck. Lance worked Fred’s ass at an angle, and she couldn’t take her eyes off of it. Roman pulled out, and Crystal sat back to grind down on Andy’s cock. She bounced on him until he grabbed her hips and lifted.

Roman kissed her and moved around to kiss Andy. Finally, he cursed, came, and his body went limp on the floor. Lance leaned down, fucking Fred and pulled Crystal closer. Lance buried his face in her breasts as he came in Fred’s ass. The vibration of his moans made her smile.

The mass of flesh broke back into five individuals. She wanted to keep the fun going. “I have an idea.”

“We do take a minute or two to recover. We’re not in our twenties anymore,” Andy said.

“This won’t take any effort. I just want to suck all of you off. One at a time or if you want to double up. I need the distraction, and I love hearing you guys moan.” She licked her lips as the men got rid of the used protection and readied for something no man would turn down. She’d sucked them all but not one after the other. The different feels and flavors of each man were addictive. She wanted to focus on her men and simply enjoy them. Only that would totally blot out the rest of the world.

Chapter Seven

Crystal was on her second sick day, and the men had been interviewed by HR. All the guys were pissed off, but there was little they could do about it that wouldn’t make the situation worse. As Roman returned to the office with sandwiches for the guys, he rolled over an idea in his mind that he’d started on yesterday.

He walked into Andy’s office and set down the bag. Lance passed around sandwiches as Fred handed out drinks. Andy opened a big bag of potato chips as Roman sat down absently.

“Roman! Hey, you okay?” Lance asked.

Roman nodded as he came back to reality. “Yeah, I’m okay. I just want to quit and get away from this crazy company.”

“That might send the wrong message,” Andy said.

“It’s true. They might think the relationship began before the deal was done and we tried to influence her to make the deal go through. If we quit then the conflict is gone so they might stop the investigation, but they’d take it as an admission of guilt.” Fred frowned and took a bite of his sandwich.

“I know,” Roman said.

Lance patted Roman’s shoulder. “I know what you mean. I don’t want to work for people like this, either.”

“But quitting now won’t help Crystal. We can start looking for other jobs now, but if we all turned in our resignations, it’d be suspicious.” Andy passed the bag of chips around.

“Jobs aren’t exactly being given away around here.” Fred sighed.

Roman took a bite of his sandwich and chewed thoughtfully. The silence in the room wasn’t like them.

“I have another idea,” Roman said.

“Moving is always an option. She’s not majorly rooted here. Except for her friends,” Lance said.

“No, not leaving. I was filling up my SUV earlier and talked to Mr. Nicholas at the garage.” Roman knew owning their own business was risky, but no one would be happy with this place now.

“Nicholas has to be eighty by now. I can’t believe he’s still in business.” Andy laughed.

Roman nodded. “He asked if I knew anyone who’d be interested in buying the place. The town needs the garage, mechanic services and towing. Lance and Andy both have experience with fixing cars. They employ a few mechanics already plus gas station staff, but no one can afford to buy out Mr. Nicholas.”

“Owning our own business?” Fred asked.

“Yeah, there’s plenty of non-mechanic work to do. Managing people, stocking and inventory, safety and so on. All the stuff we do here on a smaller scale. But we’re the bosses. Maybe, Crystal could even do the books for us.” Roman shrugged and waited for the reactions.

Lance grinned. “I like it. We don’t need this crap, working for people who want to get rid of us, Crystal or cut our pay. Nicholas has kept up that garage well. It doesn’t need a ton of work. Employees are good. We buy him out, and all this drama goes away.”

“It won’t be cheap,” Fred said.

Andy took a drink of his soda. “We’ve been saving a lot. Four people living together, one car to work and sharing expenses, we aren’t exactly taking lavish vacations. But we don’t want to rush into things. Fred and Roman can look at our finances, outside of retirement, and see how much we have to put down. We might need a loan.”

“What about me?” Lance asked.

“You and Andy go talk to Nicholas. You guys grew up here. He’ll cut you two a better deal,” Roman said.

Andy nodded. “Exactly. He’ll probably let us look at the books and tell us the real ins and outs. He watched us play ball and grow up; he won’t screw us over.”

“You’re awfully trusting,” Fred said.

“He never had any kids. Wife died twenty years ago. He loves this town and his reputation means more than money.” Lance smiled.

“We won’t get rid of him even if we buy the place,” Andy laughed.

Roman shrugged. “So we let him work part time when he wants. He just wants somewhere to go and people to talk to. I bet if you ask him to do that, he’ll give you an even better deal because he’ll feel valued.”

“You understand this place pretty good for only being here five years.” Andy sighed. “Okay, no rush. No offers. No quitting. No signing anything yet. Info gathering only. Not a peep of this to Crystal. Let that crap play out before we do anything. Agreed?”

All the men nodded.

“Okay, let’s keep this place running and make some phone calls.” Andy crumpled up the paper from his sandwich.

* * * *

In under a week, Crystal had the answer she’d suspected. The meeting was a blur, but she knew two things. First, her reputation was ruined throughout the company even if she still had a job. Second, the guys still had their jobs, but nothing was safe. Douglas implied that Andy would lose his manager spot and be demoted. He couldn’t oversee men he was sleeping with.

Douglas and Himmel wanted her gone, and they were gathering the votes to kick her off the island. Like chopping down a tree, they’d been taking whacks at her slowly.

As long as there was a chance, she’d played the game. She’d been honest and thought she was an asset to the company. Clearly, they disagreed. She knew she had to take control of the situation.

At her desk, she wrote an extensive email to the owners, copying Himmel and Douglas and attached her performance reviews since the beginning of her tenure there. If they had issues with her work, they’d never brought them up. If it was just the relationship, a write-up should suffice. Either way, she resigned.

She cleaned out her desk and gave the senior accountant in her group her keys, passwords and her laptop to secure. Without fuss, she left the building. Once in her car, she texted Andy, and he said to meet them at their house. Odd for a workday but she needed support and two of her best friends still worked in that building. Lizzie had her own work at the bee farm.

Driving over to the guys’ big house, she felt almost numb. Quitting was better than being fired, she convinced herself. If they were going to fire her, it’d look worse. Deep down, she’d been attracted to the men, but it hadn’t influenced her decisions or input. She had no guilt or doubt about that.

She left the pointless desk odds-and-ends in her car when she exited. Part of her was charged with adrenaline, but she was moving in slow motion. Her head ached, and her stomach knotted. She made it up the steps and rang the doorbell.

Andy opened the door, and she was enveloped in a hug. “We heard,” he said.

“It’s all over town now. The company will probably spread the word that I would’ve been fired, but they let me quit.” She walked inside where Roman and Lance pinned her between them. She felt safe.

“They didn’t force you to quit?” Fred asked.

“No. I was told the situation needed further review. They were going to drag it out and make me miserable. If I stayed, I’d never get anywhere. I think Douglas liked being the only woman in the executive offices.” She hugged Fred.

“Got some wine in the kitchen, and we’re heating up some frozen pizzas for dinner. We can stay in and decide what’s next,” Roman said.

“Sounds great. I can always do taxes and stuff, but that’s not really needed for another nine months. Maybe, the small businesses around here need financial services.” She went into the kitchen and poured some wine.

“I’m sure they could use help. Retirement advice, too. There are so many small businesses here. You might like it better.” Lance grinned.

“You could turn that sun room in the back into an office. We never use it. You won’t need much room. A desk, printer and room to see people,” Andy agreed.

“Here?” She couldn’t believe her ears. “I don’t even live here.”

“Well, you should. Then you don’t have to worry about rent. We share expenses, and there’s plenty of room.” Fred made it sound so logical.

She figured they felt responsible. “This isn’t your fault. Douglas has it in for me, and I think my boss is paranoid, too. He never seemed to be threatened by me before. Maybe, there are changes going on higher up that I don’t know about? Maybe the company is selling? I don’t know. But it’s their fault and it’s not mine.”

“Good, don’t blame yourself. We did everything right. Just because we were attracted doesn’t mean we can’t do our job or you couldn’t be impartial. They have some nerve.” Fred poured himself more wine.

“Hopefully with me gone, they won’t bother you guys.” She sat down at the small kitchen table.

“Bother us?” Andy asked.

She sighed. “You might as well know. They were talking about getting rid of you guys and bringing in cheaper workers. But that would be a problem if they were the same jobs, and they didn’t have cause to get rid of you. They talked about cutting your salaries, too. It might’ve been a tactic to scare me. Maybe, I fell for it and did what they wanted. I don’t know. I’m not cut out of backstabbing politics. I’m not a corporate climber with strategy and a poker face. I just want the numbers to add up, the business to be good and a new challenge so I don’t get bored.”

“Helping different people and small businesses might be just the thing then. You can be honest and put them on the right track. No office crap and red tape.” Lance pulled the pizzas out of the oven as the timer buzzed.

“You guys seem very calm about this. Am I missing something?” She took a long drink of wine and let it relax her.

“After we heard about you, we all tendered our resignations, effective immediately.” Andy shrugged.

“We’re all unemployed?” She refilled her glass. “Is that smart?”

“Oh, we’re employed. We’re all self-employed. We bought the garage from Mr. Nicholas.” Roman set one pizza on the table and ran the cutter over it.

“Why would you do that?” she asked.

“You don’t think we could keep working at a place that treated you like that? From the beginning, it was stressing out Andy to be jerked around by corporate. That’s not Lucky Springs.” Lance set out plates and napkins. “Grab a piece. Eat.”

The words rolled around in her head. They’d quit for her. Not just for her but for the same reasons. “I’m sorry I recommended they buy the warehouse. I didn’t realize the type of people I worked for.”

“Don’t apologize. This is much better. The stress level is lower already.” Fred kissed her on the cheek. “You’ll be okay. Don’t worry.”

“I love you guys. All of you. It’s insane, but this does work. I don’t need to move in. I have savings.” She felt jumbled and knew she was running everything together, but it all seemed to matter now.