Page 48 of My Five Daddies

“Look at her.” Jordan appears next to Chris. “She’s practically shaking with excitement. You’ll do whatever we tell you, won’tyou?”

I nod a little bit. “Maybe.”

Chris smiles and releases my chin. “Maybe,” he repeats. “I don’t like that word. I likecertainty.”

“Better give him what he wants, Tori,” Will calls out. “Chris isn’t the kind of man to be keptwaiting.”

“Is that true?” I ask Chris. “You’reimpatient?”

“Not impatient,” he says, slowly rolling his sleeves up. “Not exactly. How would you describe it,Jordan?”

“You’re controlling,” he says, laughing. “It’s a real pain in theass.”

Chris shrugs a little. “Guilty as charged. So what do you say,Tori?”

I bite my lip again and sip my drink before putting it down on the cart. Chris finishes rolling his sleeves up and crosses his massivearms.

“If you need a break, I’d be happy to help,” I manage tosay.

All three guys laugh and Chris exchanges a look withJordan.

“Okay then,” Chris says. “Strip forme.”

Jordan and Chris stand there watching me, and I know Will’s watching as well. I’m wearing my usual work outfit, a comfortable but business formal blouse and a dark skirt, tight around my thighs, ending just above my knees. I hesitate, feeling so exposed and embarrassed under theirgazes.

“Here, let me help.” Chris steps forward and gently untucks my blouse. He reaches up and unbuttons the top button. “Can you handle therest?”

He steps back, joining Jordan, and both men stare at me. I glance over at Will and he smirks at me. “Do what he says,” Will callsout.

I reach up slowly and unbutton the next button. My heart is beating so fast I can barely think, which is a good thing. I don’t want to think right now. I just want to feel thismoment.

I slowly unbutton my blouse. I feel my skin hit the cooler, dry air as it opens up, exposing my breasts. I’m wearing a dark bra again, although it’s a little too small for me. It presses my breasts up tightly. I finish unbuttoning my top and let the light fabric drop down, my breasts and stomachexposed.

“Take it off,” Jordansays.

I slide the blouse off. I drop it on theground.

“Look at her,” Chris says softly, voice thick withlust.

“I know. It’s taking all my control not to take her rightnow.”

“The skirt,” Chris instructs. “Take itoff.”

I reach around and unzip it. I slide it down over my hips, letting it drop to the ground with a little shimmy. I step out of it, kicking the skirt aside. I slip off my high heels as well, letting them tumble onto myskirt.

Without my heels, I feel tiny compared to these men. I mean, I always feel tiny compared to them, but now especially. I’m barely five foot five, and these men are all well over six feet. Chris is the biggest of them, probably closer to six foot six, his frame covered in muscles. He could easily throw me around, break me if he wanted, and that just excitesme.

“God damn,” Jordan says. “Matching panties. You were prepared for this, weren’tyou?”

I shake my head. “No, not atall.”

“She’s always prepared,” Chrissays.

Will stands up from the couch and joins the two men, sipping his drink. “What do you think, boys? Should we fuck her until she can’twalk?”

“That’s a good plan,” Jordansays.

“Wait,” Chris cuts in. “Not yet.” He cocks his head at me. “Turnaround.

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