All the President's Men 2: Tyler's Tasty Treat

“Would you like to have a place like this someday?” he asked her cautiously, he knew it was too soon to be talking about the future, but he already knew he wanted to be part of hers.

“I would love a place like this.” Tammy let herself imagine it. Tyler, a few children, a few horses—that would be perfect. Some place to be a family. It would be so different from the way she was raised. A permanent place, not having to move all the time, things of her own. A dream come true.

Was he asking because he was interested, or was he just making conversation? She knew that she had only known him a short time, but she was already starting to have feelings for him. She wondered if he had feelings for her.

When they got back to Derek’s house, Tyler checked his phone for messages, as was his habit. There was one from Dillon. Leaving Tammy talking to Dottie, he and Derek went into Derek’s office to take the call.

The news was not good. Dillon had done some digging on Tammy’s father and the man was in debt with the New Jersey mob, deep. There was a search going on for Tammy and she was in a very dangerous situation.

Not only was the mob looking for her, but the FBI as well. She was wanted for questioning and she was being aggressively hunted by both the mob and FBI. Apparently her father was into more than gambling. From what Dillon had found out, he was running drugs for the mob, but instead of turning in the money he had gambled it away.

One quick phone call from Derek and the FBI was no longer looking for her. He made arrangements to do the interview himself and have Dillon tape it.

“We’ll take her to the office tomorrow. I’ll conduct the interview, you’ll stay out of the way,” Derek said to Tyler. He knew Tyler was too emotional to be involved, and so did Tyler. “Prepare her tonight, it will be tough, but I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

Tyler agreed it was a good plan and they went to talk to the women. Tyler wanted to tell Tammy what was going on while she had Dottie to lean on if she needed to.

Walking into the kitchen, they found the women sitting at the table talking, Tammy and Dottie were both drinking hot tea. Dottie had stopped drinking coffee when she became pregnant.

Both women smiled when they saw the men walk in. Dottie reached for Derek, and Tyler walked up to Tammy, lifting her from her seat. Both men kissed their women soundly and led them to the living room where they could all sit comfortably.

Derek sat in his chair pulling Dottie onto his lap, Tyler on the couch, also sitting Tammy in his lap.

“Ladies, we have some difficult news for Tammy and we wanted you to be comfortable while we told you,” Tyler said.

Dottie reached for Tammy’s hand, wanting to comfort the younger woman.

“Honey, whatever it is I’ll be there for you.” Dottie tried to reassure Tammy.

Tyler and Derek told Tammy what they had found out and what needed to happen. Tyler could tell by the tensing of Tammy’s body that she was scared. This was why he had wanted her on his lap, so he could gauge her response, and he tightened his hold around her. “Don’t worry baby, we will keep you safe. We are going to beef up the security system on my condo. I need a new one anyway, and you will never be alone. I’m going to take a leave of absence from work and stay with you. You will be as safe as you can be.”

Dottie looked at her sympathetically and smiled. “You have no idea how protective these guys can be. When they say you won’t be alone, they mean it. We will have to go hide in the dungeon to get any peace.”

“Wait a minute, did you just say dungeon? What the fuck?” Tammy was shocked.

Oh shit, Dottie thought, I stepped in it now. She should have been more careful, but had just assumed that Tyler wouldn’t be involved with anyone who wasn’t in the lifestyle.

Even though she hadn’t been familiar with the kink and BDSM world before she met Derek, she was very comfortable with it now. They knew so many people that were in the life that she often spoke without thinking when she was with them. She knew that Tyler was a strict Dom and figured Tammy was his sub, since she acted like it. What did she do now? Unsure how to proceed, she looked to Derek, her husband and Dom, for help. He would know what to do.

Derek felt Dottie tense in his arms and knew the she had realized her mistake. He would still have to punish her later.

He took a deep breath and looked at Tyler for a clue, since they hadn’t talked about Tammy and the lifestyle and he wasn’t sure how much she did or did not know. Tyler shook his head slightly, the clue Derek needed.

“Tammy, she did say dungeon, but it’s more of a playroom I have in my basement. Dottie and I practice an alternative lifestyle. I don’t know if you are aware of any of this, but Dottie is my submissive, and I am her Dominant. That means when we are playing, sexually, I control things. I don’t hurt her, but she does get punished, as she will be for speaking without thinking.” When he said that, he felt Dottie tense on his lap and saw the smile on her face. She was so in for it. He had been easy on her while she was pregnant, but as soon as she had that baby…her ass was his.

He continued on. “We have a room in the basement that we use to play in. Some people refer to them as dungeons, and some people call them playrooms. I also am part owner of a club called The Mix. It is a kink club where people come to talk and meet other people who have the same needs that they do. Everything that happens is safe, sane, and most of all consensual. Nothing is done without consent, and everyone participates willingly. Maybe Tyler will take you there one evening and he can show you around.” Derek didn’t want to tell her that Tyler was also part owner, since that was not his story to tell.

Tammy looked back and forth from Dottie, to Derek, to Tyler and back again. She saw the smile on Dottie’s face and the love Derek had for her in his eyes. There was no problem with the relationship these two had.

She had so many questions, but she didn’t know where to start. She needed to ask Dottie some things in private and wanted to ask Tyler some things, also in private. Where did she start and how did she get the time with each of them to ask? It wouldn’t be hard with Tyler, she was alone with him most of the time, but how to get alone time with Dottie?

Derek must have been a mind reader, because he said, “Tyler, why don’t you come downstairs with me? I want to show you some upgrades I made to the playroom and I found a really rare bottle of wine I know you want to see.” In addition to the playroom, Derek had a state of the art gym and a wine cellar in his basement. The main floor was pretty normal, but the basement was his playground where he indulged himself. His only other indulgence in the house was the gourmet kitchen. He liked to play chef.

Tyler leaned down and spoke into Tammy’s ear. “Ar

e you okay?”

This wasn’t how he had planned to tell her about the lifestyle and the role he liked to play, but now that the cat was out of the bag, so to say, he might has well use the opportunity and talk to her. Maybe it would be good for her to talk to Dottie first. Even though she hadn’t been in the lifestyle that long, she was the perfect submissive and would be a fine example for Tammy.