The ‘den’ Triplets
by: E Walk
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Chapter 21

Will He or Won’t He

Everything was back to normal by Monday morning, except that Mother didn’t arrive for breakfast.  Other than that, there were no surprises.  When I arrived at the office, all three guys were there. Jacob looked at me, “Boss, you have a full schedule for today.  Do you have any special instructions?”

“Nope, not yet.  How was your weekend?”

“Nia and I spent most of the weekend taking care of the girls and getting settled in the house that Mom and Dad Howard are letting us live in rent free.  You have no idea how nice it will be to be able to go home to a place where someone isn’t going to try to make me be something that I’m not.”

“Jacob, just remember how you felt when you were growing up and don’t make your daughters feel the same way.”

“Oh, by the way, my mother stopped by yesterday and told us that Mr. Stocker had been taken into custody by the police in Las Vegas and is going to be extradited back here to stand trial.  Mother said that some members of the church will be asking you to represent the church in their attempt to retrieve some of the funds that Mr. Stocker misappropriated.

David interjected, “Good morning, boss, did you hear that your competition has been lowered by one person.  Mr. Hooper was found dead in a hotel room in Las Vegas, yesterday morning.”

“Good morning, David and Jeff.  Did you have a good weekend?”

Jeff looked up from what he was doing, “We had some interesting experiences.  We drove to Chicago on Saturday and spent the night.  We found some gay clubs.  We saw things going on that would stand this burg on it’s ears.”

“Oh, you’ll have to tell me more about it when we have time.  Who’s my first appointment this morning?”

Jeff answered, “It’s a Mr. Luther.  He’s a new client or least I can’t find a file on him.   He should be here any minute, now.”

I was looking over some files that were on my desk when David knocked on the open door, “Mr. Naylor, Mr. Luther is here.”

“Show him in, David.”

After Mr. Luther was settled, I looked at him, trying to guess why he might be here, “Mr. Luther, what is it that you need my assistance with.”

“Mr. Justice recommended that I talk to you.  He says that you’re gay but have overcome that and have a thriving practice.  I’d like for you to represent me in a case of sexual harassment.”

I shook my head in disbelief, “Mr. Luther, I think you’d better tell me the entire story, so I can determine if there is anything that I can do for you.  But first, I need to ask if you’re gay?”

Mr. Luther grinned, “I guess I would best be categorized as bisexual.  I like sex any way I can get it without paying for it.”

I looked at Mr. Luther’s hands and saw that he was wearing a wedding band, “Mr. Luther, does your wife know that you are having sex with men.”

Mr. Luther laughed, “Mr. Naylor, I’m not married.  I only wear the wedding ring to throw people off track.  It prevents most people from putting the make on me.”

I was thinking, ‘This man must think he’s God’s gift to men and women.’

I looked at the clock, “Mr. Luther, perhaps it would help if you would tell me who it is you want to file a sexual harassment charge against.  Have you reported the incident to your bosses at work?”

“That’s the problem.  The person is the president and owner of the company.  I’m a vice president of the company.  One day I was called to Mr. Small’s office, and for some reason, he was showing me some figures and he dropped some of the iced tea he was drinking on the front of me.  He grabbed a handful of napkins and tried to blot the tea.  He accidentally touched my penis and he gasped.”

I shook my head, “That’s hardly sufficient grounds to file a sexual harassment charge against Mr. Small.”

“That was only the start.  He suggested that I take off my clothes so he could get them cleaned.  I did; but the only problem was that I wasn’t wearing any briefs because they made the front of my trousers appear as if there was a folded pair of socks in them.”

I put out my hands, “I still fail to see why you want to file a sexual harassment charge against Mr. Small.”

“Mr. Naylor, you sound as if you don’t want to handle my case.”

“Mr. Luther, it’s not that I don’t want to handle your case, but you have not given me any information that would indicate any sexual harassment activity.”

Mr. Luther sighed, “You asked for it.  When I was standing naked except for my socks, Mr. Small was like an ice sculpture.  He eyes were focused on my penis.  Finally his hand moved to touch it.  He took a deep breath, ‘Rod, I always figured that you had a dildo or something inside your pants.  Do you know what to do with that weapon?’”

“He was manipulating my penis and it was starting to respond to his ministrations.  I pulled away, ’Ned don’t.  You’re married with children.  We can’t get involved in a sexual way, or the employees would pick up on the fact that there is something going on.’”

I must have frowned, because Mr. Luther continued, “My clothes were returned and as I was getting dressed, Ned felt my butt, ‘Nice firm buttocks.  I’d love to get them into bed with me.’”

I didn’t say anything and Mr. Luther shrugged his shoulders, “Okay, so nothing I have said yet gives us enough to file a law suit against Mr. Small.  It didn’t stop there.  After that incident, he found reasons to visit my office several times a day and always propositioned me.  Finally, last Friday, he come into my office and flat out said, ‘Rod, I’m afraid that I am going to have to let you go, since you don’t want to play ball my way.’”

I nodded affirmatively, “Now, it sounds as if you might have cause to file a sexual harassment suit.  I have a question for you.  What does this Mr. Small look like that turns you off?  He must be pretty undesirable if you won’t have sex with him, since you said that you liked sex with either sex as long as it’s free.”

Mr. Luther had a confused look, “Mr. Naylor, that’s just it.  Ned is a handsome specimen of a man.  If he were anybody but my boss, I’d have been in bed with him immediately even though he’s almost twenty years older than me.”

“Mr. Luther, I have a comment on what you have said so far.  It would appear to me that Mr. Small might possibly decide to counter sue you, saying that you were leading him on by dressing provocatively.  I’d like to recommend that you try something.”

“What?”

“The next time that he propositions you, take him up on his offer.  If you’re as well endowed as you claim to be, then he may decide that he’s no longer interested in you.”

Mr. Luther stood, “Mr. Naylor, are you saying that you doubt my word?  Do you want me to prove that I’m better endowed than the average man?”

I stood, “Not unless, there are some other witnesses here.  Let me call one of the guys in from the outer office so they can be a witness, in case you should try to claim that I was trying to seduce you.”

Mr. Luther shrugged his shoulders, “I have no problem with that.  You must feel rather insecure if you need a witness.  Mr. Justice said that you were gay and the father of three boys.”

I went to the door trying to decide if I even liked this Luther person.  I looked around and decided to ask Jacob to be our witness, since he had some experience in the porn business.  Plus I had seen him in his briefs and decided that he could give a run to anyone as far as the size of their penis was concerned.  “Jacob, would you please step into the office?  I need you to witness something.”

Jacob came into the office, “What do you need, Mr. Naylor?”

“Pull up a chair.  Mr. Luther is going to prove that he is better endowed than the average male.  Since you were in the porn business, we need your honest opinion as to whether his estimation is correct.”  

Jacob complied with the instructions, “What do you need me to witness, boss?”

I turned to Mr. Luther, “Jacob is here to witness that nothing happened while you were in my office that would suggest that anything inappropriate occurred.  Mr. Luther, let’s see what you have that you’re so proud of.”

I thought Mr. Luther would resist, but he fooled me.  He took off his belt, unzipped his fly and his trousers fell to the floor.  Jacob commented, “Very impressive, but let’s see what you have above the beltline.”

Mr. Luther turned beet red but he pulled his shirt up so we could see his nipples.  Jacob was relentless, “Mr. Luther, having been in the porn business, I need to tell you that being well endowed doesn’t mean that you are good in bed.  Some of the guys with the big pricks have a difficult time maintaining a hard on for any length of time.”

Mr. Luther interrupted, “I’ve never had any complaints and people come back for seconds.  You seem to be the sex expert; let’s see what you’re packing in those pants.”

I took a deep breath, but Jacob complied  He stood and pushed down his slacks and his briefs.  Mr. Luther took a deep breath, “Okay, I concede.  You have me beat.”

I looked at Jacob, “Thanks, Jacob.  I need to finish talking to Mr. Luther as soon as he can get presentable, in case the police should decide to raid the office.”

We watched as Jacob left the office after getting properly dressed.  I could see that Mr. Luther was aroused and so was I but my arousal was hidden by my desk.  I thought to myself, ‘I guess it was his time working in porno that made him immune to being excited by looking at a very nice body that was attached to a good looking man.’

After Mr. Luther was properly dressed, I decided to give him some advice that would probably land me in the courts.  “Mr. Luther, why don’t you take Mr. Small up on his offer and go to bed with him.  He may be fantasizing about your penis, and if he’s confronted with it up close and personal, he may stop bothering you.”

Mr. Luther looked stunned, “So you’re saying that I should give in to Ned’s demands and go to bed with him, even though he doesn’t turn me on?”

“Look, Mr. Luther, the man has threatened to fire your ass if you don’t submit to his demands, so what do you have to lose?”

Mr. Luther put his elbows on his knees and held his head while he was obviously thinking.  He looked at me, “So, you’re saying that I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t.”

“Mr. Luther, all I’m saying is that you can’t judge a book by the cover.  My special friend has a different ethnic background than I have.  I’m assuming that you and Mr. Small at least have the same ethnic heritage.  Come back and see me if you still want to try and file a sexual harassment suit against Mr. Small.”

The rest of the morning went smoothly and as I was leaving for lunch, Jacob asked, “Boss, do I get paid extra for getting naked in front of the clients?  Did you see how Mr. Luther began to plump up when he saw my penis?”

“Jacob, I think that Mr. Luther thought he was God’s gift men and women.  He was overwhelmed to think that there might be someone who was better endowed than him.  I’ll be back at 1:15.”

Lunch was busy since the boys were eating when I arrived at the house.  I looked at Todd, “Big boy, do you need some help taking care of the little boys?”

“No, I’ll be fine after they finally get into a routine.  But we’re going to need to gates to block the doorways when the boys begin to crawl.  Jaden was up on his hands and knees when I went to get the boys to change their diapers.  Your sandwich is in the fridge.”

As we were eating, I was telling Todd about my encounter with Mr. Luther.  Todd giggled, “I hope you didn’t let your hormones run away.  You’ll have to show me what happened tonight after we get the boys settled.”

When I went to leave to go back to the office, I checked on the triplets and they were asleep.  I kissed Todd and as I was doing so, I started to rub the front of his jeans.”

He hugged me, “Mikey, don’t do that unless we have time to correct the damage that you’re causing.”

When I got back to the office, the three guys were laughing.  It seems that Jacob was telling the other two guys what happened in the office with Mr. Luther.  Everything went quiet when the door opened and another person, whom I didn’t know, entered.

The person looked around, “I’m Ned Small.  I have an appointment to see Mr. Naylor.”

I walked up to the man and shook his hand, “I’m Mike Naylor.  Won’t you join me in my office.  I’ll be with you as soon as I hang up my coat.”

I went into my office.  “Mr. Small, what is that I can do for you?”

“Mr. Naylor, I did something that I may regret and I need you legal counsel on what to do to correct the matter.”

“Mr. Small, you’re going to have to tell me what you think you did that might need to be corrected.”

“I threatened to fire one of my best employees.”

“Mr. Small, you have every right to fire an employee.  But why would you threaten to fire one of your best employees?  That makes no sense to me.”

“Mr. Naylor, I did it out of frustration.”

I shook my head, “Why would you fire an employee because you were frustrated?”

Mr. Small took a deep breath, “I’ve been trying to get the man to go to bed with me for nearly a year.  He steadfastly refuses, even though I know he is sexually active with both men and women.”

I was having a difficult time maintaining my composure, since I realized that he was talking about Mr. Luther.  “Mr. Small, I have to ask, are you married?”

“I was.  But once our children were grown, my wife divorced me, because I was no longer able to perform to her satisfaction in bed.”

I shook my head, “Mr. Small, if you couldn’t perform to meet your ex-wife’s satisfaction, why would you want to expose yourself to ridicule by having sex with an employee?”

“Mr. Naylor, I’ve learned that I have no problems when having sex with another male.  I have become acquainted with where all the glory holes in the city are, and during the past year and I have no problem maintaining wood until I reach a climax.  I’m tired of having anonymous sex behind closed doors.”

“Are you saying that you are looking for someone to satisfy your sexual needs?”

“Mr. Naylor, I’m adaptable as long as the person who is the other participant in the activity is willing to give, as well as take.”

I stood, “Mr. Small, from what you’ve said thus far, I don’t think that you need a lawyer.  I think maybe you should see a counselor.  In the meantime, I suggest that you act as if you never mentioned firing your employee and continue to try to get the gentleman to bed with you.”

After Mr. Small had departed, I went into the office, “Guys, put a sign on the door that says I’m a sexual counselor as well as a lawyer,”

The conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the next group of clients.

To be continued...

Editor's Notes:  My Goodness, that chapter got a bit detailed in regard to certain activities, and the decisions about who was going to lie down with whom.  Mr. Luther didn't seem to know that Mr. Small was no longer married.  Mr. Small needs to inform him that he is not married, and see if that makes a difference as to whether Mr. Luther would be interested.

Mr. Luther does have a point, though, since it is not usually a good idea for an employee to get romantically involved with their employer.

All kinds of complications can occur, under those circumstances.

The two men really need to have a serious talk about what they want out of a relationship, and it shouldn't be just the sex, either. Emotion really does play a part, if there is to be a continuing relationship, and not just a one night fling.

Let's see what happens next.

Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher

Posted: 02/11/11