Authors Note - Hello and once again thankyou for reading. I'll openly admit to all of you that when I started writing this I wasn't really sure where I was going with it, and to be honest I'm still not. I just wanted to write a story based on a polyamorous household seeing as I'm in a polyamorous relationship myself and think there needs to be more awareness and knowledge about it. Once again, even though I have put this in the lesbian sex category there is a man present (I have put it in this category due to the fact that I feel that Annabelle is/will be closer to Rebecca than Jacob)
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Chapter Three - Two Dom/me's are better than one
I followed Rebecca downstairs, still feeling very light-headed. I couldn't help but wish that one of them, either Rebecca or Jacob, would choose to give me release. I currently felt like the entire time I had been here had been spent with me in a heightened state of arousal. I wasn't sure how long I could take it.
I followed Rebecca into the study, where she sat down at the desk and retrieved some papers from a drawer. I just stood there, unsure what she wanted me there for if she had work she needed to do.
"Don't just stand there looking out of place. Sit down." She said, motioning to the green leather sofa in the middle of the room.
I sat down, not wanting to displease both Jacob and Rebecca in one day.
Rebecca continued to collect up a stack of papers and then walked over and placed it on the small wooden coffee table that was in front of me.
"If you wouldn't mind sorting through these for me. One pile for things that we've purchased, horse feed, hay or bedding. Basically anything that we've bought for the farm. Anything we've bought for the house just put into a separate pile. I don't need those at the moment. In a second pile if you could put any invoices for jobs either myself or Jacob have done. It's normally for training other peoples horses but I think there's a few other things in there too. Basically any money we've had coming in. Makes sense?" She asked and I nodded in response. Seemed simple enough, if only slightly boring.
"I understand. Although, if I may ask, why do you need these sorting?" I asked, hoping I wasn't prying too much.
Rebecca didn't seem to mind however, "I'm scanning everything onto the computer. Jacob has a nasty habit of misplacing important documents that we need. I figured this way we'll also have digital copies that he can't misplace." She answered, laughing slightly. I smiled in response. "Right. Get to work. Let me know when you're done."
For the next few hours I sorted through paperwork while Rebecca scanned them into the computer. I could tell that Rebecca found this work as boring as I did, she kept sighing and fidgeting in her chair, but we both understood that it was necessary.
After I finished sorting through the paperwork I handed them to Rebecca. She smiled her thanks, placing them on the desk before turning around to face me.
She reached forwards grabbing my hands and pulling me towards her until I was stood right in front of her. She reached around so her hands were on the bottom of my back, pushing my hips into hers. She lent down, giving me a quick kiss. Even that small bit of contact sent my arousal spiking due to the sheer amount of teasing that both Rebecca and Jacob had put me through since I got here.
My arousal must have been obvious because Rebecca laughed before saying softly, "I love seeing you like this. I'll have to make sure to tease you more in the future." My horror at this idea must have been clear because she laughed again before leaning to whisper in my ear, "I own you. Whether you like it or not I can do what I like to you." She bit my earlobe and I couldn't help but moan slightly. She kissed me once more on the lips before pushing me away from her, giving my behind a playful swat as she did. "Go on, I still have some work to do and you're just distracting me now. You can have the rest of the day to yourself." With that she turned around and sat back down at the desk.
I stood there for a moment, one thing circling within my head. I distracted her? I turned around and left the room smiling. The fact that she found me distracting made me feel quite happy.
I checked the time and saw that it was around the time that dinner was usually being prepared. I made my way to the kitchen to see Jacob chopping an onion, his eyes watering.
"Do you want me to do that for you?" I asked, smiling at the tears running down his cheeks.
He shook his head, "No, I've got this. You can start chopping the mushrooms though."
I walked over, feeling a bit more confident than I normally would due to my good mood, and nudged Jacob out of the way gently.
"I'm immune to onion tears. I can save you the hassle." I smiled at him, taking the knife from his hand.
He looked at me for a moment and I started to worry that maybe I was in trouble again for pushing him out of the way.
"You're immune to onion tears?" He asked, looking confused. He grabbed another knife from the block and started chopping the mushrooms that were already out.
I nodded, feeling relieved that I wasn't in trouble. "Yup. I always have been. The worst I've ever had was when I used to buy organic food. Even then all that happened was my eyes stung slightly. Still no tears."
"I'll have to have you chop onions for me more often. I get onion tears quite bad."
"I noticed."
I helped Jacob prepare dinner, which was actually rather fun. I loved this side of him. He was messing around, making jokes and just generally making me laugh. At one point he held up some uncooked spaghetti to his chin and did a very good impression of Gandalf from Lord of The Rings. Another time I fetched the fresh garlic to start chopping and he put on his best Count Dracula voice, hissing and backing away from the garlic.
Eating dinner was a similar affair. Everyone was laughing, joking and generally having a good time. It made me feel very happy. Like I really did belong here.
