spit, Bear would get someone else to walk the dog and pick up the crap.” Danny started to giggle which infected the whole table, even Greg, who usually was above such things. Eventually even Brian broke down and laughed.
“Let’s get back on topic, people. Masato and Caden, remember.” Jim spoke to them as if they were recalcitrant school children.
“You started it,” Jamie said. “Poor Pesto has enough to overcome without us laughing at him.”
“So we all agree. We invite Masato next Monday and if he’s at Indiscreet, we ask him to stop by for tea the rest of the week. Get him to trust us,” Jim pronounced as he finished the last of his tea.
“Agreed, but God help us all if the Doms find out. I’ve got to leave, I have a patient at one.” Greg went for his phone to call Cisco and tell him he was about to leave.
“I made it so all of my classes were after one on Monday, Wednesday and Friday next term. I don’t want to miss anything. Toward the end of the month Gary has a golf outing in Florida he has to attend for one of his sponsors. He’s bringing me but I made sure that we’d be back Sunday night. This stuff is too good to miss.” Danny fastened his parka.
Jamie, Danny and Brian all bundled up just in case their Doms were home when they got there. No one liked punishment strokes.
“If we find out that Masato likes Caden, we start to figure out how to get them together next week, agreed?” Jim asked.
“Agreed,” the others echoed.
§ § §
Caden came into work and found that he was called to the Dom’s dining room. “We’re getting too big for Reed’s office,” Bear explained.
To Caden’s amazement, Reed, Bear, Cisco, Bull and Gary were waiting for him. “We didn’t let you know on Friday because they were all right there. But when the subs have their little Monday morning meeting we meet here to try to diffuse whatever they are currently plotting,” Reed said. “Sit down and be enlightened.”
“What do you mean plotting?” Caden asked naively. Bear scooted over on the banquette to make room for Caden.
“I imagine you’re on the menu this morning,” Bear said sagely.
“Damn right,” Bull said.
“If Greg gets involved in anything as bad as you were with Jamie, I’ll strangle him.” Cisco’s face held a fierce frown.
“I hate to tell you this, Caden, but my husband, your little brother, is as bad as the rest of the unholy quintet. What they’re doing is trying to expand their little club by one, your new sub.” His brother-in-law smiled evilly at him.
“What new sub?” Caden asked flummoxed.
“The one they’re going to get you. My best guess is Masato. So if you don’t want him you better speak up,” Cisco told him. “My Greg always gets pulled into their schemes despite me telling him not to plot with them. But they’re on his approved list of friends, educated and in the life, so my hands are tied.”
“Yeah, they all need someone to talk to and hang out with when we’re busy. Better the other subs than someone else who might give them ideas,” Gary told Caden.
“I thought Cisco was the jealous one.” Caden laughed.
“We all are, Cisco just isn’t as experienced at hiding it,” Bear informed him.
“Jim made scones and I ordered breakfast, scrambled eggs all around with bacon and home fries. Is that okay with everyone else?” Four heads nodded. Caden looked constipated, he was thinking so hard.
“Do you want him? Masato, I mean.” Bull asked. “I know him better than most of you. He’s a good kid.”
“But this pairing comes with a set of potential problems,” Reed told the table.
“What problems?” Caden asked.
“It came up in the security check and you can’t see those files for the first three months,” Reed told him, his face serious.
“Is the man Jack the Ripper?” Caden laughed. “If there was anything seriously wrong with him he wouldn’t have passed the background check. I read the protocols over the weekend.
“Let’s get back on topic, people. Masato and Caden, remember.” Jim spoke to them as if they were recalcitrant school children.
“You started it,” Jamie said. “Poor Pesto has enough to overcome without us laughing at him.”
“So we all agree. We invite Masato next Monday and if he’s at Indiscreet, we ask him to stop by for tea the rest of the week. Get him to trust us,” Jim pronounced as he finished the last of his tea.
“Agreed, but God help us all if the Doms find out. I’ve got to leave, I have a patient at one.” Greg went for his phone to call Cisco and tell him he was about to leave.
“I made it so all of my classes were after one on Monday, Wednesday and Friday next term. I don’t want to miss anything. Toward the end of the month Gary has a golf outing in Florida he has to attend for one of his sponsors. He’s bringing me but I made sure that we’d be back Sunday night. This stuff is too good to miss.” Danny fastened his parka.
Jamie, Danny and Brian all bundled up just in case their Doms were home when they got there. No one liked punishment strokes.
“If we find out that Masato likes Caden, we start to figure out how to get them together next week, agreed?” Jim asked.
“Agreed,” the others echoed.
§ § §
Caden came into work and found that he was called to the Dom’s dining room. “We’re getting too big for Reed’s office,” Bear explained.
To Caden’s amazement, Reed, Bear, Cisco, Bull and Gary were waiting for him. “We didn’t let you know on Friday because they were all right there. But when the subs have their little Monday morning meeting we meet here to try to diffuse whatever they are currently plotting,” Reed said. “Sit down and be enlightened.”
“What do you mean plotting?” Caden asked naively. Bear scooted over on the banquette to make room for Caden.
“I imagine you’re on the menu this morning,” Bear said sagely.
“Damn right,” Bull said.
“If Greg gets involved in anything as bad as you were with Jamie, I’ll strangle him.” Cisco’s face held a fierce frown.
“I hate to tell you this, Caden, but my husband, your little brother, is as bad as the rest of the unholy quintet. What they’re doing is trying to expand their little club by one, your new sub.” His brother-in-law smiled evilly at him.
“What new sub?” Caden asked flummoxed.
“The one they’re going to get you. My best guess is Masato. So if you don’t want him you better speak up,” Cisco told him. “My Greg always gets pulled into their schemes despite me telling him not to plot with them. But they’re on his approved list of friends, educated and in the life, so my hands are tied.”
“Yeah, they all need someone to talk to and hang out with when we’re busy. Better the other subs than someone else who might give them ideas,” Gary told Caden.
“I thought Cisco was the jealous one.” Caden laughed.
“We all are, Cisco just isn’t as experienced at hiding it,” Bear informed him.
“Jim made scones and I ordered breakfast, scrambled eggs all around with bacon and home fries. Is that okay with everyone else?” Four heads nodded. Caden looked constipated, he was thinking so hard.
“Do you want him? Masato, I mean.” Bull asked. “I know him better than most of you. He’s a good kid.”
“But this pairing comes with a set of potential problems,” Reed told the table.
“What problems?” Caden asked.
“It came up in the security check and you can’t see those files for the first three months,” Reed told him, his face serious.
“Is the man Jack the Ripper?” Caden laughed. “If there was anything seriously wrong with him he wouldn’t have passed the background check. I read the protocols over the weekend.
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