Feisty Female, A Bradshaw Brothers Series book 1

“You understand that I don’t put up with any foolishness other than the straight cleaving proscribed in the good book. None of this fancy French stuff with using tongues and all?”
Andrew almost laughed but constrained his impulse.
“No, ma am, I am right proper about such matters. All you have to do is just open your legs nice and wide and let me poke you real nice with proper respect for your female dignity.”
“That sounds appropriate to me, Mister Bradshaw. Will I be expected to give your brother any comfort as well?”
He snorted in shock because the thought had never crossed his mind.
“Actually, Miss Shelly I have six other brothers all wanting to find suitable brides of their own. No need for you to put yourself out unless there is some sort of need for one of them to have immediate release. Perhaps a hand every now and then would be nice to sort of get acquainted with all of them.”
She held his arm tighter and leaned up to whisper in his ear,
“If that is what you want, husband, you will find I will follow your orders without question. They might need a female bridge over troubled waters until we get nice girls for all of them.”
The wedding ceremony was short and sweet and before long they were pulling the buggy up to the new house waiting for Shelly and Andrew to break in the new bedroom with proper male/female loving.
The sounds of Shelly’s wails of pleasure wafted down to all the brothers down below imagining that they were in the bed with Shelly instead and hoping that their turn was soon to come.