Page 24 of Hanging Horseshoes

“More than good. Perfect actually”

He returns my smile with a goofy grin in place.

“Now, you gonna sit there and nag me all day or you gonna help me set up the surprise?” I ask handing him a box from the truck bed.

“Its here already?” He asks in surprise, looking down at the box.

‘sure is, think your club is up and at em’? Ready to help this morning?” I ask. With no hesitation he picks up his phone and the crew is here within the hour.

“You point us where to go cowboy and we’ll get this all set up for your good by the afternoon.” Halle says bouncing up drinking an energy drink. Not sure she really needs it with all the energy she already has but as long as this gets done for Ophelia. I could give two shits.

And working together proves to be the easiest and best afternoon of my life. Before long the surprise is done and we are dragging a blindfolded Ophelia, across the fields and toward her new dream.

“Ok, the suspense is killing me. Please tell me what's going on.” She complains but there’s excitement and laughter in her voice.

“Alright we finally made it to your surprise. I just want you to know that this is for you, hopefully to help your decision to stay with us much easier. Me and Trip made this for you and would do just about anything to make you smile.” Beau starts before I continue.

“I want you to find a home here, both of you.” I make sure to make eye contact with Beau as well. I want you both in our home and in our bed forever.” And with that I rip the blindfold off.

Ophelia blinks before her eyes catch on the white picket fence with a small gate in front. There's a sign on the gate that reads, Sweet Honeybee’s Bee-hives and the fence is surrounding Ophelia's very own Bee sanctuary.

She squeals right before she burst into tears. Me and Beau each lunge to grab her and end up in a very comfortable embrace.

“It’s everything. I love it, all of it.” She whispers before looking up at Beau then over to me before asking softly, “Did you mean it?”

“Mean what Sweet Pea?” I ask just as softly.

“That you wanted us to stay… forever?” Her and Beau are both looking at me now and I swallow nervously before answering.

“With my whole heart.”

“Take me home.” She says before turning and starting back toward the house. I look at Beau and he has a worried look on his face that matches mine, but when we get back to the house Ophelia just marches up the stairs and straight to my, I mean our, room.

“I need you, both of you, now. How long will Mable be with Piper and Izzy?” She asks, starting to unzip the summer dress she has on from the back.

I look to Beau who answers, “All day. They are going to the pool.”

I look at Beau then at Ophelia before making my decision. I won’t let this moment slip through my fingers so start taking off my boots while moving closer to Ophelia and leaning down and capture her lips with mine. I’ve been dreaming about her taste for so long now, I won’t waste any time she decides to give me.

Beau follows my lead and starts undressing but makes sure to close the door, just in case. As he approaches and gets closer I turn her so her back is facing him just as he leans in, moves her hair to the side and bites her neck. She screams and it nearly has me coming myself, especially when I feel one hand run up my stomach untucking my shirt from my jeans and ripping at my belt buckle. Ophelia's hands are shaky with nerves but still she seems to know whats she’s doing. When she has my buckle undone she rips the belt out from all the loops and drops it to the floor.

I watch Beau take off is Club Cut and place it safely on the dresser before coming back to us.

“I need your touch, both of you, either of you, I don't care just please…” Ophelia begs pushing the straps of her dress of her shoulders. She shimmies out of it and the first thing I notice is she’s not wearing a bra. She wiggles it down her hips and the sight before me has me biting down on my fist. Tiny white lacy panties with a bow on the front and a wet spot right there in the center. That would take down any bull no matter how strong willed or strong built.

.

“Tell me Ophelia, who does this belong to?” I ask cupping her pussy and rubbing hard.

“Uh-Um.” She tries to reply but her eyes are nearly in the back of her head and Beau hasnt let up on her neck so I say in a stronger more dominant tone, “Tell me! Who does this belong too?”

“Y-you?” She says it like a question and it has me chuckling before replying

“And?”

“Y-ou an-and B-beau.” she finally gets out as I move to the side of her panties and rip them from her body.

I spin her around so her face is to Beau

---