Chapter 5

Night had settled over the desert bringing forth an awe inspiring quantity of stars in the sky. Despite the lack of a moon, the sky was so clear and the number of stars so large that it was possible to make out the surroundings in the dark. Ed and John sat in the chairs on the parapet looking up at the night sky. Ed broke the silence when he said, “They are a lazy bunch, and creatures of habit. That can be used against them.”

Taking a long sip of iced tea, John thought about what Ed had said. It was true, they were lazy and they were creatures of habit. John replied, “They aren’t stupid.”

“No, they aren’t,” replied Ed. After refilling his iced tea glass, he took a piece of cheese from the plate and nibbled on it. Marguerite had started delivering little plates of snacks up here for them to munch on while talking. That reminded him that he should thank her for that kindness.

After ten minutes, John said, “They’ve bribed so many people that a raid on them just isn’t feasible.”

Ed countered, “It’s as if the raiders don’t know what is happening until the raid begins.”

“That’s an interesting idea,” said John as he thought about what that would mean for them. He sat there thinking about how such a series of raids could be pulled off.

A shooting star flashed across the night sky, shining bright for the single second of its life. Simultaneously, both men said, “Did you see that?”

They looked at each other and burst out laughing. Taking sips from their iced teas and eating some more of the snacks, the men returned to their companionable silence. After half an hour, John said, “I’ll have to get some of the other Druids to look into various cities.”

“How many cities do you want to target?” asked Ed.

“One for each Druid participating in this endeavor,” answered John with a smile.

Whistling at the size of the project, Ed said, “After shutting down twenty cities I think that we would convince any criminal organization in the country that it’s not a good idea to fuck with Druids.”

A female voice drifted up to them saying, “What’s wrong with fucking Druids? I do it all the time.”

Bursting out in laughter at the timeliness of her arrival, Ed called out, “Come on up here, Kelly.”

A very naked Kelly came up the stairs and posed for the two men. Standing like some kind of Hollywood Movie Starlet, she did her best to look sexy. With a smile on her face, she asked, “Do you like my outfit?”

Grinning at her, Ed said, “I don’t know, it looks a little too hot for this kind of weather.”

With a wink at Ed, John said, “And not hot enough for the cold.”

Pouting, Kelly said, “You guys are no fun at all.”

Both men chimed in together, “But the model is outstanding.”

Ed and John stood up and bracketing Kelly as they each put an arm around her. In an easy walk, they led her downstairs and on to Ed’s room. When they reached the room, they led her to the bed where she lay down in the center. She spread her arms wide across the bed and spread her legs slightly. That was her way of letting them know that she wanted to be the center of attention.

John and Ed undressed and lay down on the bed, one on each side of her. While Ed started kissing her lips and neck, John turned his attention to her left foot. Two pairs of hands explored her body, touching her in exciting unpredictable patterns. Together each man slowly worked his way to the center of her body keeping to one side of the body each. They covered every inch of their side of her body with kisses until there was only one place untouched by their lips. Spreading her legs to allow easier access to her pussy, she wiggled her hips hoping to get one of the men to touch her there.

Without communicating, both men resumed their journey along their side of her body with John kissing his way to her lips and Ed kissing his way down her leg. Whimpering in frustration, Kelly begged, “Please, just a little kiss on my clit.”

The pair ignored her pleas, preferring to raise her level of excitement to a much higher level before resorting to that part of her body. Reaching her foot, Ed started sucking on her toes. Kelly found the sensation incredibly erotic and started to moan. John had worked his way down her arm and was now sucking on her fingers. She didn’t know which felt better. All she could do was moan in pleasure.

After a few minutes of attention to the toes and fingers, the men began kissing their way along their side of her body. About the time that Ed reached her knee, John had reached her elbow. Rotating her leg so that he could get to the inside of the knee, he kissed her there while John kissed the inside of her elbow. The result sent waves of pleasure directly to her brain.

Kelly started writhing on the bed as her desires were slowly stoked by her two husbands. There was no competition between the men, just both of them working to give her pleasure. As much as the physical pleasure they were providing excited her, it was the emotional connection she felt among the three of them that had the greatest effect.

After almost an hour of continuous kisses, they finally reached her pussy. With great care, the men tugged on her swollen lips using them to stimulate her clitoris. Within seconds she had begun floating in a sea of comfortable pleasure, as every nerve in her body was sensitized to the least little touch.

Rolling onto his back, John pulled Kelly on top of him. Knowing that this was what she wanted, Ed waited for her to climb on top of John’s cock before entering her backside. Together the two men thrust into her in complete harmony. The effect on Kelly was mind blowing. She loved double penetration more than any other sex act involving two men, with the possible exception of watching two men having sex with each other.

Since Ed had her tight asshole, he came first. When he pulled out of Kelly, she came in a long slow orgasm, the kind that once achieved seems to last forever. John came shortly after that.

Climbing off John, Kelly kissed each man with tenderness. The three snuggled together with Kelly spooning Ed and John spooning Kelly. Ed fell asleep almost immediately.

Ed woke alone in the bed. After dressing, he staggered out to the kitchen where Marguerite handed him a cup of Greek coffee before he even had a chance to ask for it. His early morning slowness was well known amongst the staff. Staggering over to the table, he sat down and drank the coffee, enjoying the strong flavor. The Greek coffee woke him completely before he even finished the cup.

A plate of scrambled eggs smothered in salsa was set in front of him. Looking up at Marguerite, he said, “Thanks.”

“No problem,” she replied. After shaking her head, she said, “You’re the only one I got to cook for this morning. John had cereal and the women headed out to work saying they’d get a bagel on the way. Sometimes I wonder why you guys pay me to work here.”

Shrugging to indicate that he didn’t understand the problem, Ed said, “Well, you still have the rest of the staff to feed, don’t you?”

Marguerite glared at Ed and said, “You don’t get it, do you?”

“Probably not, but I’m usually pretty slow first thing in the morning,” replied Ed. With considerable confusion, Ed looked up at Marguerite wondering what the problem might be.

“I’m a chef. My passion is cooking great meals to be appreciated. You are not giving me a chance to do that.” Marguerite felt guilty giving vent to her anger.

The discussion was interrupted by the entry of Bill in the dining room. Bill sat down at the table and said, “While you were gone, you received a bit of mail and some messages. You received an invitation in the mail. It appears that you’ve been invited to the wedding of Dale Taylor and Terry Markison. There is also an invitation for the first Manuel and Son Hauling’s barbecue. The local IRS office called and wants to know when you’ll come into the office. They would like you to visit as soon as possible. The university called to find out when you would be in with the samples. They expected you yesterday and wondered if you had encountered any problems.”

Glancing over at Marguerite, Ed said, “I’ll attend the wedding on one condition, that we allow Marguerite to cater the food. I’ll pick up the cost of the food. I’ll talk to John and see if we can host it here.”

Turning to look at a very shocked Marguerite, Ed said, “I’ll expect that you’ll prepare a regular feast for the couple.”

Marguerite said, “I’ll need to talk to them and see what they like.”

Ed replied, “Good. I will attend the barbecue. I’m glad to see that Manuel and Joe are doing such a good business that they can afford to have a barbecue.”

Nodding as he took notes, Bill asked, “What about the IRS and the University?”

Shoveling the last of his eggs into his mouth, Ed said, “I’ll go to the university after breakfast. I’ll try to meet John there and then we’ll head over to the FBI. I’ll stop in at the IRS before going up to the FBI. They’re in the same building.”

Nodding at the information, Bill looked at the notes for John’s schedule to make sure that they could meet that way. He said, “John said that he would be at the school until one.”

Ed nodded and asked, “What about Kelly and Beth? When will they be home?’

Bill replied, “They should be home by seven.”

Turning to Marguerite, Ed said, “Would you like to make a nice dinner tonight for all of us? I promise I’ll have John home by seven.”

Frowning, Marguerite asked, “Any special kind of dinner?”

“Anything you want,” replied Ed.

Marguerite said, “In all of the time I’ve been working here, I haven’t cooked anything for all four of you except for a couple breakfasts. I have no real idea what you guys like to eat.”

“Anything will probably be fine, Marguerite. Don’t worry so much.” Ed turned to Bill and said, “Can you get in touch with Terry and Dale to make arrangements for us to cater their wedding? Let them know that it’s my wedding present for them.”

Nodding, Bill said, “I’ll see what I can do. Is there anything else?”

Silence fell as Ed thought about what he had just asked them to do. He realized that he was making a number of assumptions that others might not appreciate. He said, “Cancel all that. Contact Terry and Dale to have dinner with us tonight. If they accept, contact Jim and Sherry and ask them if they wouldn’t mind having dinner here tonight. I will ask Terry what we can do for their wedding. That way, John, Kelly, and Beth will be here and they can make suggestions as well.”

With a roll of his eyes, Bill replied, “That’ll be fine. Anything else?”

“No, I think that will do it. Let Marguerite know how many to expect for dinner in time for it to be ready,” replied Ed.

Marguerite shook her head. This was not the kind of treatment that she expected when she had agreed to come to work here. With a sigh, she said, “Okay.”

The sound of her voice was so discordant, that Ed could barely tolerate hearing it. He spun around to face Marguerite and said, “You’re not happy, so don’t bother to deny it. Now, tell me what is the matter.”

Surprised by the intensity of his reaction, Marguerite was half tempted to lie. Instead, she said, “I expected to be given more direction in what to prepare.”

Sitting back, Ed looked at Marguerite as though sizing her up. Finally, he said, “Marguerite, I’m a cowboy. John is just a kid from a middle class neighborhood that likes to hike. Kelly was raised by hippie parents and is a nurse. Beth is a medical doctor. Of all of us, Beth is the only one that is likely to know the names of half of the dishes that you know how to cook. So if you are looking for direction, you are at the wrong place.”

With tears in her eyes, Marguerite was nearly ready to quit. As she was about to say words to that effect, Ed raised up a hand to prevent her. He said, “We hired you because we want to learn about the kind of food that you know how to cook. We are not complicated people. If there is something that you cook that we don’t like, then we will settle for a sandwich. We won’t blame you if we don’t like some strange French dish. None of us will yell at you because you chose something that we don’t like.”

Taking a moment of silence, Ed said, “You have the perfect job. You can cook what you want. You can feed the staff hundred dollar lunches or dinners as you learn new dishes. Experiment with new dishes. I’ll admit that there will be times when we’ll ask you for something simple like fried chicken.”

Stuttering, Marguerite said, “But the cost.”

Waving a hand that dismissed the objection, Ed said, “At the family meeting last month it was pointed out that we were spending more to feed the three cats than we were spending to feed ourselves. We were wondering when you were going to start spending money on us.”

Puzzled, Marguerite asked, “Are you serious?”

“Very serious. We want you to cook to your hearts content. Pursue your passion with single minded intensity. We want everyone that works and lives here to be the best person that they can be.”

Licking his lips, Bill asked, “Does that go for me too?”

Turning to face Bill, Ed said, “Yes it does. Is something missing in your job?”

Embarrassed, Bill answered, “I sit in my office most of the day with nothing to do.”

“Would you like to manage the household books?” asked Ed.

Very surprised at the offer, Bill said, “I think that is a lot of responsibility.”