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Glancing over to Jake, she saw reverence on his face and for the first time in her life she felt pretty. She knew she was nothing to look at. She was overweight, her stomach too puffy while her hips flared too much, and her ass was too bubbly. Sure she squeezed into her clothes, and she hadn’t bought new clothes in about five years, but she knew what she looked like. Compared to Anita and Lyndee she felt fat.

  “You’re thinking too much,” Jake said as he lifted her chin with two of his fingers. “What’s up?”

  Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, Gwen worried it as she thought of something to say. The truth? Might as well. They could see if for themselves.

  “I’m fat,” she whispered as she gazed into his eyes. “I don’t see what you see in me.”

  Her heart seemed to jump into her throat when she heard him growl and Andrew’s hand flew to her thigh, causing her to flinch. Pulling the T-shirt back down, she leaned back on the pillow, closed her eyes, and waited for them to get up and leave.

  * * * *

  Jake couldn’t believe what he had heard. Sure, she had some meat on her bones. They liked their women that way. Her hips would be perfect for holding onto while they fucked her, and her breasts! They were fantastic. Large, a bit droopy but that let them know they were real, and they were topped with large delectably pink nipples that looked like pale strawberries. Gwen also had to remember that she was a mother and her body was her testament to that.

  Glancing over at Andrew, he saw the confusion written on his face also. They didn’t know what to make of this but they had to get her past this moment and get her to understand they didn’t have a problem with her.

  “Gwen, look at me,” Jake said quietly. When she didn’t move, he scooted closer to her side and let his hand move to her cheek. Caressing it lightly, he felt her move into his palm briefly before turning her head in the other direction. “We’re not leaving you, Gwen, so you might as well listen to what I’m going to say.”

  Remaining still she kept her eyes closed until they flew open when Andrew barked, “Gwen. Look. At. Jake. And. Listen.”

  If she didn’t realize they were Doms before, she did now. She turned her head quickly to look at Jake. Her bottom lip quivered and she looked like she was fighting back tears as Andrew took one hand and Jake the other.

  “Honey, we love your body. We don’t want to make love to some stick. You have a real woman’s body. It means you’re healthy and most of all, it represents the fact that you are a mother. Your curves are soft and feminine, something to hold onto while we make sweet love to you. Your body has been calling to us since we first met you. You make me hard when I’m with you and I’m sure Andrew feels the same way.”

  Watching and trying to read her as she listened was difficult. She had spent twenty years keeping people away from her while she raised her daughter that she didn’t know the power she possessed as a woman. If that idiot Dale didn’t know what he had in his hands, the loss was his.

  “Baby girl,” Andrew began. “You drive me nuts whenever I’m near you. You’re a beautiful woman with a body to boot. I have to take a cold shower after I’ve been with you because I want you so bad. You have shown me that we can appreciate a woman for her mind and her body both. Yes, we’ve been petty before with women, letting their bodies dictate what we wanted, but when I first saw you in that shack nearly frozen to death, I was struck hard by Cupid’s arrow. I wanted to get to know you as a person before we went further, and we have.”

  “Now that you know that,” Jake said. “You need to know we want the whole package. Your mind and body, and most of all, your heart.”

  “You promise you won’t use me and then leave me?” Her voice was small and pained as only a person who had endured many tribulations in their life time could testify to.

  It broke Jake’s heart to hear her ask that question. He wished he could have five minutes with Dale to deck him for hurting Gwen so horribly before thanking him for giving him a chance to love her. She deserved a lot more than the hand she had been dealt but she played the hand well and raised an intelligent daughter. Instead of being fearful of everyone around her, Gwen should be confident and proud of what she had accomplished on her own.

  “We promise we are not going anywhere, baby,” Andrew spoke up, surprising Jake. “We want to cherish you with all our hearts. We beg for a chance to win your heart. If it’s too soon for something physical, we’ll understand and wait for your go ahead. It’s all up to you.”

  Gwen looked at Andrew as he spoke and then she turned her attention to Jake. Her eyes looked hopeful as she searched his eyes for his answer.

  “My answer is the same as Andrew’s. We’ll wait for you to decide when you want to go further with this relationship. I won’t lie and say it’ll be easy to get through our nights alone, but we’ll wait for you. You are the glue that will hold this all together and we don’t want to do anything to make you leave. Just give us a chance. Be patient with us.”

  The beauty before him sat thinking about what they had said. Butterflies seemed to dance in his stomach as he waited for her decision. He didn’t know what he would do if she wanted to wait to take their relationship further but he would stand by his word, no matter how many cold showers he’d have to take.

  “Thank you for being honest with me,” she said with confidence. “I have realized a lot today and am looking forward to the future getting to know you two. You’ve been great friends to me and I want you to know I really appreciate everything you’ve done for me. We have a lot to learn about each other, but for right now, since we are in the hospital, I would rather not expose myself to the staff. Please?”

  “Of course,” the two men said in unison before chuckling.

  “I know that you guys are into the BDSM lifestyle by the conversation earlier but I’m not ready to delve into that world yet.”

  A pretty soft pink blossomed on her face at her words, which complemented her beauty and Jake fell a little more in love with her. Smiling, he caressed her cheek before leaning over and touching his lips to hers.

  They were as he expected, soft and warm as they moved against his before he pulled away, honoring her request of limited public intimacy. As he rose, Andrew leaned in and kissed Gwen chastely as well before he sat back up also. Both men moved off the bed and sat in their chairs on each side of her as she intently watched them.

  Feeling something hard and cold at his side, Jake remembered their venture to the cafeteria for her. Pulling the bottle of soda out of his pocket along with the candy bar he had snagged, he handed them to her sheepishly. “Sorry. I kinda forgot with everything that had happened. It’s still cold.”

  “Thank you,” she said, smiling at his faux pas. He opened the bottle for her and handed it to her. When she reached for the candy bar, he pulled it back and opened it. Taking a bite, he smiled teasingly at her as she watched him chew.

  “I don’t know if you have deserved a candy bar, love. You shouldn’t say such hurtful things about yourself. They aren’t nice. Perhaps in the future you’ll be nicer about the body we adore.” Jake could almost see the thoughts swirling in her head.

  Her bottom lip popped out as she looked at him sadly. “I’m sorry. I will never speak badly about myself. Now, can I have my candy bar, please?”

  “I don’t know, Andrew. What’d you think?”

  “Not sure, man. I’m sure she’ll mess up somewhere down the line,” Andrew said as he crossed his right ankle over his left knee and relaxed back in his chair. “But maybe she could have it and in the future when she messes up we’ll have to come up with different punishments.”

  “Oh, yeah,” Jake said enthusiastically. “I’m sure a nice spanking on that beautiful ass of hers will be more of a punishment.”

  A gasp escaped Gwen before the blush returned to her face. Jake smiled wickedly and then slipped the chocolate concoction into her hand. Patting her on her thigh, he leaned back in his chair and watched her eyes sparkle with delight from his words. Oh, she is goin
g to be a delight to live with!

  Gwen nibbled on the candy bar but set it aside on the table after a minute or so as she turned her head to the side and drifted off to sleep. Andrew had to move quickly to catch the bottle of soda before it slipped from her other hand. Both men looked at each other and smiled before relaxing in their chairs and watched her sleep.

  Chapter Five

  Andrew applied the brakes on his fire-engine red dually in front of the one-hundred-year-old house he had been renovating for the past three years. The house that had been in his mother’s side of the family was where he had grown up after his parents had died. It had been a two-story house with three small bedrooms upstairs and one small bathroom. With Jake’s help, they were re-inventing it to be so much more for the woman they intended to share one day. Now, it was for Gwen.

  The outside was fully finished while most of the inside was. The kitchen and office were the two rooms left that needed to be finished, but he knew they needed to get the office done so Gwen could work from home.

  “This is your house, Andrew?” the object of his affection asked from the passenger seat, surprise written on her face.

  “Yup. I’ve been working hard on it.”

  “We’ve been working on it,” Jake said from the back seat.

  Gwen turned to look at him sitting in the back seat. A slight smile tugged at her pink lips. “Really? Both of you?”

  “What?” Andrew asked in feigned shock. “You think we’re just a couple of pretty boys who can’t do construction?”

  The woman shrugged nonchalantly as she opened her door. “I didn’t think you were pretty boys. I’m just surprised you’d work on a house together.”

  Removing her seatbelt, she slid from the truck leaving both Andrew and Jake in shock at her words. The closing door behind her shook them out of it and they boy climbed from the car quickly. Rushing around the front of the pickup, he stepped up to Gwen who was standing at the beginning of the flagstone path to the front door.

  “You don’t think we’re pretty boys?”

  Her back was to him as she shook her head. “No. I don’t.”

  “Huh?” Jake asked as he came up to Andrew’s side.

  It was several moments before she turned to look at them, a sparkle in her eyes. “Nope.”

  Andrew wrapped his arms around her drawing her into his body. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard a woman say that about us.” He shrugged. “But then, we’ve only gone out with pretty girls.”

  Gwen’s hands came up to his abs as she tried to push away from him, but by then Jake had crowded in behind her. She jumped slightly at the dual contact before she stilled. Thoughts seemed to war within her mind as her eyes saddened a bit.

  “Ah, hell!” Andrew exclaimed as he began to move away from her. When he felt her trembling he thought she was crying and it hurt him to think that she thought he had insulted her. Looking down into her eyes he found she was trying not to laugh. Taking a glance at Jake, he found he was just as bewildered. Squeezing her tightly, he kissed the top of her head. “Oh, you are going to be a handful, aren’t you, baby?”

  Burying her head into his chest, she burst out into giggles. It warmed his heart that she was beginning to relax around them, letting her true self be seen. Her arms wrapped around his waist, holding him to her as Jake’s arms slipped around her shoulders. It dawned on him that Jake’s abs were up against his own arms, but the act didn’t bother him. This was about Gwen and if occasionally their bodies were intimate with each other’s then they would just have to deal with it. It felt right.

  The breeze was cold out here in his front yard, although the sun shone brightly. The mountains in the distant showed their majestic beauty, snow frosting their slopes. Andrew loved this spot on clear days and he hoped Gwen would also. Bare ground is what the landscape offered for now, but he could envision her out here or in the backyard piddling around with the plants, enticing their beauty to blossom as hers had so recently.

  A shiver ran through her body even though it was protected from the cold by Andrew and Jake, which both men noticed. “Honey, you should have said you were cold.” Jake spoke first as he pulled away from her.

  “Yes, let’s get you inside,” Andrew said as he pulled away slightly, causing her arms to drop. Keeping his arm around her waist, he led her up the path to the front porch.

  The bones of the original front porch remained even though it had been updated. To the left of the front door two chairs with a small table between then sat under the window that belonged to the dining room. To the left of those was his grandmother’s old swing, wide enough and sturdy enough to fit three after he had done some modifications on it. That had been his most recent project after they had begun their courtship of Gwen.

  To the right of the door was another setting of chairs sat near the end so as not to disrupt the view from the picture window of the living room. All the furniture was handcrafted by his grandfather who had painstakingly made them for the love of his life and made sure they were weatherproofed. Redwood had been his choice of material, though it wasn’t indigenous to the area. He had wanted to make sure it would last and that it had. Perhaps one day it would be passed down to their grandchildren.

  In place of the wooden posts that held up the porch for the past hundred years or so, Andrew and Jake had wrapped them in river rock, giving them a more substantial and chunky appearance. The house was clad in a light blue wooden siding down to the remaining quarter, which was the matching river rock. The chimneys on the sides of the home were of the same rock bringing a consistency to the house rather than the mismatched groups of add-ons that had marred the house over time.

  As he opened the right side of the red double front door, he turned to smile at Gwen, who was letting her eyes wander the expansive porch. “Welcome home, Gwen.” Bending slightly at the knee, he swept an arm out behind her knees and the other behind her shoulders and lifted her, up to her surprise.

  “What the hell do you think you are doing, Andrew?” she shrieked. “I’m too heavy for you.”

  “No, you are not, Gwen!” he practically growled. “We are going to have to do something about your attitude about your weight, but for now, let me carry you into your new home.”

  He could tell she wasn’t happy about him carrying her, but she relented with a sigh. As he entered, he watched her eyes grow large with amazement at the entryway to the house.

  The walls were a warm yellow with white bead board running along the bottom three feet. This went on through the entire length which actually went down to the family room in the back. Before, the staircase had been to the left side of the hallway but it took up too much room and left the area, claustrophobic which he didn’t want people to feel upon entering.

  Several oak chairs sat in intervals along both sides of the wall, an old buffet sitting to the left of the doors to empty pockets onto when one got home from work. It had belonged to his great-grandparents and when he found it out in one of the out-buildings, he refurbished it and thought it would be perfect there. Bare of any knick-knacks, as it was throughout the house, he wanted Gwen to be able to put her personal touch in their home.

  “This is beautiful, guys,” Gwen said as she relaxed in Andrew’s arms. He looked over at Jake who had been watching her reaction and they both smiled.

  Carrying her through the large doorway to the right, he showed her the living room, done in light blues and browns. The room was long and narrow, breaking up the furniture settings into two sections. One under the large window, more for conversing or perhaps reading, and the other in front of the large fireplace surrounded again in the river rock. No drapery hung in the windows, giving it a bare feeling, but at least there was furniture and the walls were painted. It lacked a personal touch but he was certain she would be able to add that flair.

  Stepping back through the hallway, he took her into the dining room, which was the same size as the living room with a matching fireplace. The table looked too small for the room
but the matching chairs sat in the hallway and the leaves to the table were put away until needed. A china cabinet sat on the same wall as the fireplace while a buffet sat on both sides of the doorway.

  From there, he walked to the other end of the dining room into the kitchen. An intake of air was all that sounded from their woman as she looked around. This room was still in a disassembled mess but the black granite countertops were evident while the stainless steel appliances were scooted up against the back wall, waiting to be set into their designated spots. The cabinets were bare as they hadn’t been able to decide on a color for them but perhaps Gwen could help if she wanted to. She didn’t have to cook but if she did, they wanted her to have the best. Jake was the chef of the two so he had done most of the choosing of the materials.

  Gwen began to push against Andrew, struggling. “You’re not heavy, Gwen. So stop it,” Andrew said quietly, trying to put a warning into his tone.

  Sighing as if exasperated, she pushed against him also. “It’s not that. I just want to look around.” His expression must have been doubtful for she looked at him, a slight smile on her face. “Honest.”

  Setting her down, he watched her straighten her clothes and then work her shoulder as if it was hurting her. “You okay?” he asked softly as he searched her face. He saw a wince of pain. “Did I hurt you?”

  “No,” she said quietly. “My shoulder hurts from where I fell on it. I’m okay.”

  “Why didn’t you say something while we were in the hospital?” Jake asked, caressing the area she was favoring.

  Shrugging, she said, “It didn’t hurt that much. I think it was just the angle Andrew was carrying me.” Then turning to Andrew, she leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you.”

  “For what, darlin’?”

  A blush tinted her cheeks. “For carrying me.”

  Turning her completely toward him, Andrew set his hands on the tops of her shoulders gently. Jake cuddled up to her backside, causing her to groan with their actions. “We don’t ever want to hear you make comments about your weight. We’ve already told you that you are what we want and that you are beautiful to us. Every dip and every curve. You make us hard when we’re around you and you are not to speak badly of yourself.”