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“Yeah,” her friends said in unison, their eyes going wide.
“Well, he’s got a whole stack of those cut down to fit on the chair at the desk. I had to sit on one of those after he spanked me while I wrote my rules.”
“Oh, you poor thing!” Genuine concern swam in Olivia’s eyes as she reached over to squeeze MaryAnn’s hand. Maybe she was enjoying this a little too much, but it was just soniceto have friends to share with.
“Did I mention he plugged me before he spanked me?”
“Okay, Dean is officially far too creative to be friends with our Daddies.” Shaking her head, Shannon leaned back against the couch again. “MaryAnn, you’re welcome to hang out with us, but Dean is officially out of the friend group.”
Giggling, MaryAnn polished off the last of her wine. “So after I wrote out all these rules ten times, while sitting on this horrid scratchy mat with a giant plug in my ass, he made me read all the rules out loud.”
“That’s not so b—” Shannon began.
“While he fucked me in the ass.”
Squeals of delighted horror echoed around the room, apparently drawing the attention of the men who hurried in from the kitchen.
“Is everything all right in here?” James asked, moving to stand beside his wide-eyed wife.
“Peachy keen,” Shannon answered as Bryant perched on the arm of the sofa next to her. “We do have some bad news.”
“What’s that, princess?”
“We’re kicking Dean out of the group,” Olivia said, her expression serious. “We’ve decided he’s a bad influence.”
“Is that so?” Amusement colored Bryant’s tone and filled his eyes as he looked over at MaryAnn. “Don’t let us interrupt, MaryAnn. Share with the group.”
Oh, absolutely not. It was one thing to tell her girlfriends, but she couldn’t possibly ever look Bryant in the eye again if she had to describe her punishment all over again in front of him and James.
A hand settled on her shoulder and squeezed. “No need for that.”
Gratitude swelled in her, but it was immediately replaced with mortification at her Daddy’s next words. “I’m happy to give you boys some pointers, if you’re still looking for ideas.”
“No!” Shannon and Olivia cried out in unison, making all the men laugh.
“Daddy, is the food ready? I’m starving.” Olivia’s attempt to redirect the conversation earned her another chuckle from her husband.
“It is, and you wouldn’t be starving if you had eaten breakfast like a good girl instead of insisting you were too excited to eat.”
“I was too excited! But now I’m just hungry.”
“Mmhmm.” Holding out a hand, James pulled his wife to her feet and sent her hurrying toward the dining room with a heavy swat to her bottom. Obviously taking it as his cue, Bryant did the same, though Shannon turned and stuck her tongue out at him instead of rushing out of reach like Olivia had done.
“Brat,” Bryant said with a grin, slipping his hand around her waist as they made their way far more leisurely to the dining room.
When Dean held his hand out, humor dancing in his dark eyes, MaryAnn shook her head. “Uh-uh. I’m not falling for that.”
“I promise to keep my hands off your gorgeous ass until we get home. Deal?”
“Deal.”
Placing her hand in his, she let him help her to her feet, where she teetered a bit on the heels she’d insisted on wearing. She’d ordered them online after falling hard for the gorgeous burgundy color, but the heels were a good bit higher and thinner than she normally wore and it had taken her almost a week of tiptoeing around the house in them to get to where she no longer felt like she was going to topple over.
A week’s worth of work that was all too easily undermined by a couple glasses of wine. Dammit.
“Why don’t you take the shoes off, babygirl? I’m sure the Monroes won’t mind.”
“No. I can do it. I didn’t spend five hundred dollars on these shoes to not wear them.”
