Nate sighed as he looked at that gorgeous plump pussy. She kept it perfectly shaved. Nate looked forward to performing that little task for her. It would be a sweet intimacy.

“I bet your gynecologist doesn’t spend a lot of time thinking about how pretty your pussy is.” Zane stood beside him staring down like he was appreciating a great work of art.

Callie’s head came up. “I would hope not. She’s almost seventy and has seven grandkids.”

“I also bet she doesn’t do this.” Nate got on his knees. He leaned over and pressed a little kiss on her pussy lips.

Callie’s head fell back. “Definitely not, Sheriff.”

He pressed kisses all over her pussy. Light little butterfly caresses that had her quivering. Her clit started to peek out of its hood. “I like the way you call me Sheriff, darlin’. It makes me think of putting you in handcuffs and giving you a full body search. As a matter of fact, maybe we should do a little probing. What do you say, deputy?”

Zane rolled his eyes. “No way. I am not your deputy, but I will most definitely help probe her. I have just the instrument we should use.”

Nate had something else in mind. “That’ll have to wait. If you grab that bag and look inside you might find just what we need. It’s clean and ready to be lubed up.”

“It?” Callie asked with wide, curious eyes.

“Yep,” Nate replied. He took hold of her thighs and neatly flipped her over. “Put that pretty ass in the air, Miss Sheppard.”

“Nice. When did you have time to buy a butt plug?” Zane held the small pink plug in his hand as he poured lube across the plastic and readied it.

“Maybe we should talk about this.” Callie sounded uncertain, but she didn’t move from her place on the desk. She got on her hands and knees. Her heart shaped ass was right there. He’d never be able to sit at this desk again without thinking about her gorgeous ass ripe and ready for use.

“No talking, Cal. You want to fuck us both, right?” Zane handed Nate the plug and his hand reached out to trace the curves of her ass. “We have to get you ready. We have to play with this hot ass of yours before we can fuck it.”

Zane had hit the nail on the head. Nate wanted to get his cock in that tight anus. He wanted to screw her ass while Zane fucked her pussy. He wanted her between them.

Nate took the plug and nodded at Zane, who still held the lube in his hand. He knew what to do. He poured a line of slick lubricant in between her cheeks.

“Let me spread those cheeks for you,” Zane said, his voice even deeper than usual. His eyes were caught on the globes of her ass. Zane’s left hand came across the small of Callie’s back. He gripped her and slowly pulled until Nate was able to see the puckered beauty of her anus. It was tight and closed. It would take work to get that gorgeous hole to admit him inside. His dick throbbed in anticipation.

Callie shuddered, her hips shaking slightly. Nate frowned.

“Baby, if you don’t want to do this, all you have to do is say it.” He didn’t want to push her.

“Bullshit she doesn’t want it. She wants it. I can smell how much she wants it.” Zane breathed deeply and his sigh was all satisfaction.

“Maybe so, Zane, but it’s rude to talk about it.” Callie sounded prim and proper even with her asshole on display.

“Get used to it,” Nate shot back. Now he could see that her pussy was dripping. She did want it. She wanted everything they could give her. “We won’t be polite with you. There won’t be anything staid about the way we fuck you. You’re ours. We’ll take you when we want, how we want. Be glad you don’t wear panties, baby, because I’d just rip them off when I wanted to fuck my pussy. And this little ass is ours, too.”

Nate lined up the head of the plug and pushed in. The tight muscles of her anus refused him entry.

“Babe, you gotta relax. You gotta press back against the plug.” Zane gave her soothing advice.

“Really, Zane? Done this much?” Callie didn’t seem to be in the mood for advice. It was the most irritated he’d ever heard her.

Zane flushed. “No, babe, but I’ve watched an awful lot of porn. Really, you can learn the damndest things off the internet. Listen, babe, I am really open-minded. If you do this and later on it leads to my dick sinking into this gorgeous little asshole, I promise I’ll let you play with mine.”

“Me, too, baby.” Nate wanted in so bad, he’d promise her the moon. He could take his sweet little Callie playing around with his backdoor if it meant regularly getting inside hers.

Callie groaned and leaned forward, going down on her elbows. The plug slid in as her rosy ass opened up. It was a lovely site. Nate worked the plug in and out gently. He fucked her with the plug, pretending it was his cock taking the virgin hole.

Zane groaned beside him. He was watching, too, Nate noted. He was probably thinking the same thing. Nate slid the plug in and pulled back out, noting the way Callie began to sway with the rhythm.

“Not so bad, huh?” Nate asked, adoring the way her anus clenched around the plug.

“It’s weird, but okay. I can handle it. I think it might feel good.”

Zane leaned over and kissed the small of her back. “It will, babe. It’s gonna feel so good. I promise, we’ll go slow. We’ll take care of you.”

Nate pressed the plug in one last time before he decided it was time to take care of her. She’d done beautifully for her first time. Next time, he’d have her wear it for awhile, but for now, he wanted her comfortable. He needed to pay her back for her openness. He pulled the plug out and dropped it discreetly in his desk drawer. Luckily, he was responsible for cleaning his own office.

“That was lovely, Callie. Now turn back over.”

Callie flipped herself around, just a little awkwardly. “Is it over?”

“Not by a long shot, babe. Now it’s your turn,” Zane said, proving he could read Nate’s mind.

Callie’s face was covered in a pretty blush. Her legs dangled off the desk. Nate reached down and rearranged them so her knees were up, her heels on the edge. It left her open and vulnerable.

“Let me taste this pussy, Callie.” Nate let his fingers find her soft flesh, and she squirmed as he cupped her.

“Only if I can taste you and Zane after. I want you both in my mouth.”

It took everything Nate had not to come in his jeans. He would fuck her mouth if that was what she wanted. He’d fill her up with his cum. But first, she was going to come and come hard under his tongue.

“That sounds perfect. Why don’t you start on Zane, baby? I’ll join in after I’ve taken care of you.”

Zane moved from Nate’s side. Nate looked over the expanse of Callie’s beautifully bowed body. Zane was pushing his jeans down. Callie’s head was just at the edge of the desk. Zane cupped her chin and turned her head to the side. He pressed his cock against her lips. Her tongue came out, licking at the head. Zane put a knee on the desk so she didn’t have to strain. He slid his cock into her mouth.

Nate knew just how good that felt. He loved it when that hot tongue ran all across his cock. She gave the best head. It was only fair she got some back. Nate breathed in her scent. Cream coated her pink pussy with a sweet musky smell. His cock twitched. He leaned down and licked, gathering her juice as he went. He licked her over and over. She tasted so good. He slid his tongue through her labia and up to her clit. That pink pearl was fully out of its hood and begging for attention. Nate sucked it into his mouth and tugged gently.

“Oh, Nate!” Callie’s legs shook as she came. Her hands wound into his hair, tugging and pulling as she pushed her pussy against his face.

Nate got to his feet and his hand was on the fly of his pants when there was a knock on the door.

“Sheriff.” Logan’s voice cracked through the intimacy of the office.

Callie sat straight up and started fumbling for her skirt.

“Not right now, Logan,” Nate barked. He wasn’t going to interrupt this because Logan had trouble with a tourist.

“Sorry, Sheriff. I think it’s important.”

Damn it. Zane cursed, too, but stuffed his cock back in his jeans. He helped Callie zip up her skirt. Nate nodded at Zane and sat back in his chair, pulling Callie into his lap. He needed her. He didn’t want his deputy to see that he had a monster erection.

Rye Harper had the right idea. He’d been the one to put up that sign that announced he was fishing. Nate needed a new one. Don’t Commit Any Crimes – I’m Fucking My Secretary.

Zane unlocked the door and it swung open, revealing a red-faced Logan with a piece of paper in his hand. Logan looked from Callie and Nate over to Zane and back again. His mouth came open and then closed. “Okay, well, I just wanted to tell you that some crazy-looking chick just walked in and handed me this note.” He held the folded piece of paper out toward Nate. Callie struggled to get off his lap, but he held her close. It was time for Callie to understand he had no intention of hiding the fact that they were lovers.

“Give it to Zane,” Nate instructed. If he took his hands off Callie, he’d lose her. He fully intended to get back to his fun the minute he got rid of his deputy.

Logan handed the paper to Zane, who immediately opened it and started to read.

Nate cuddled Callie close. She sighed and shook her head, as though trying to get him to understand how disappointed she was in his professionalism. He ignored her. He’d explained that he had no professionalism when it came to her. She would just have to learn to live with it. “Thank you, Logan. Why don’t you go and write the tourists some tickets? We could use a new microwave.”