All Chapters of The Widow's Harem: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Jocelyn "Oh my lord, where the heck are you!?" Riley shot as his COD character ran around on the screen, trying to find me.My laughter filled the room as I made my character duck down again after my failed attempt to shoot him. I had already taken Vincent out, and he was watching in amusement as we played.Vince had suggested playing a game and Riley chose COD. I had played it before a handful of times, but I wasn't that good at it."Jesus, stop trying to snipe me woman!" Riley's character was zig-zagging and jumping around, trying to avoid my sporadic shooting. When he was out of reach, I left my perch and went in pursuit of him. It was time to sh*t or get off the pot. Once Riley realized what I was doing, he turned his character around. We had an all-out mini-war and I came out the victor."You're pretty good at this," Victor complimented."Thank you. It really doesn't feel that way though." I smiled up at him."You're a freaking cheater," Riley ribbed. "There is no way in h*ll yo

Jocelyn Monday couldn't come fast enough. It was pathetic, but I was already missing Vincent's company. "Hey beautiful, I'm headed on in to the shop. Would you like a coffee?" Vince texted. I couldn't help but grin at my phone like an idiot. He called me beautiful. The girl inside was screaming in excitement and joy. "Yes please!" "See you soon, beautiful." It felt like eons had gone by before Vincent walked through the door to our joint office at the back of our shop. "Hi handsome," I greeted, instantly on my feet. I strode over to him, took my coffee and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Thank you! I really needed this." I said, taking a sip and humming my instant approval. Vincent's gaze darkened and I knew exactly where his mind went. "I may have to bring you coffee more often if

Jocelyn What did I want? "I want to be protected emotionally and physically," I stated. There were some very deep wounds and secrets I carried. Those characteristics were very important to me. If, after I had done my part in helping them heal, maybe I could rely and trust them to help me on my journey to heal as well. "Also, I've been caught in a limbo for a while. I am rather lonely and am looking to find myself again. I want to be able to have fun, to enjoy life and to explore my sexuality and desires in a safe and judgment free zone." "We promise to fulfill those needs and wants to the best of our abilities," Tristan promised, speaking for the group again. "On the subject of sex," I started. "Can there be intimate moments with one or two partners, or does it have to be all three? And later with all four when Ashland joins us?" I wanted to clarify this, especially since I knew the

Jocelyn I woke up sometime later. It took me a moment to orient myself and find my bearings. I was laying down on the couch with my head in Riley's lap. It was a bit odd how the roles were reversed here. Usually his head was in my lap, though I wasn't going to complain. The room was dim. No lights were on. Just the remnants of whatever light was outside. Which meant it was getting late. I quietly studied him as the minutes wore on, watching as he played aimlessly on his phone in the darkened room. His other arm rested across my torso, his fingers deftly stroking the fabric of my dress, below my breasts. The caress was gentle, and something he probably didn't realize he was doing. It was nice, getting this glimpse of him without his mask on. He was handsome. A heartthrob just like the rest of them were. But I could see the strain and toll life had taken. A few more moments passed before he realized I was