TWO HUGE

Chapter 1

The elevator ride was a long one. More than a few times she wanted to hit the button that would take her back down to the lobby, but she didn’t, she was too excited about the meeting that she was about to go into. Whatever he saw in her it didn’t matter, he was attractive and his invitation to the party had come as a surprise in the first place. The doors opened and with a deep breath, she made it the next three steps to the door of the room. As she was about to knock someone opened the door. He was gorgeous, tall and lean and only wearing his boxer briefs, and obviously intoxicated. He pulled her to him quickly and rammed his tongue in her mouth before pulling her into the room, leaving her speechless. As he thrust her into the room, she stood in shock, unclear what she was doing there after all. There must have been 20 people in various stages of undress, some completely naked. On one couch were a couple obviously having sex and then she saw him. The man was in the kitchen with some woman sitting at the bar in front of him. She was naked and he was kissing her. He saw her arrival and made his way over to say hello. He was naked. Not just a little, but completely. He hugged her to him and kissed her lightly on the cheek. He took her hand and tried to pull her into the room. He noticed the look on my face and walked me to the corner of the room instead.

“Hey, you ok? You are far too dressed baby.” he asked me.

“I am afraid I wasn’t sure what kind of party you were talking about that’s all.”

He chuckled loudly as he waved the woman he had just kissed over to join them. She was beautiful, her massive breasts jutting out of the tight shirt she wore.

“Give her a kiss Lacey.”

The woman smiled and moved her hands over Lila’s shirt, pulling her tits out and putting the nipple up to her painted mouth, sucking hard on them until she felt my knees tremble slightly…

Lila woke up with a start, knowing she was dreaming once more. It was something that had started recently, the dreams ranging from sex with a stranger to sex with a group. It was always a surprise when she fell asleep at night, never knowing anything aside from the fact that she would be wet in her most sensitive areas when she woke, with no release in sight. Glancing up, she noticed the rain pouring down on the window outside of her apartment and she sighed.

It wasn’t about the rain that bothered her so much. Lila was more than happy with the rain. It suited her mood if she were being honest. The week had been one of her longest, first losing her job and then today… She sighed just thinking about it.

She had been one of the lucky ones, at least she thought so. Standing at 5’5 she was one the shorter side, but it did nothing to help with all the curves that came with her. She had long black hair, big blue eyes and her skin was soft and white. Jack, her ex, would often tell her she was like a fluffy pillow when he would lay his head down on her at night when they would go to bed.

Her curves weren’t a problem, not really. Being a big girl certainly had its perks. Two of which sat on her chest. At a size 44E she had massive breasts, something Jack had also loved. It was as far as she let it go when they were together. He would spend hours playing with them, rubbing his fingers over the fat puffy nipples until they were rock hard and standing tall. He loved that she reacted to him like that.

What he didn’t love was waiting, and she had made him anyway. Some part of her felt responsible, at least a little. They had been together a year, and he had shown some genuine interest in her for a long time. He, like all of her boyfriends in the past, had also been a big person, it was a place she was comfortable. The idea of being with someone smaller than her simply too intimidated to think about, and she had always avoided it.

He’d said all of the right things, had gone as far as to be there for her through more than a few setbacks over the last year. He said he understood that she was a virgin and wouldn’t push, but when she’d come home and found some skinny girl in their bed, grinding down on him like there was no tomorrow, she knew he wasn’t going to wait any longer.

Some part of her knew wanted to yell or scream. The other part of her, the part that took over, simply waited and watched until finally one of them realized she was standing in the doorway. They both had the decency to look guilty. Something that hurts even more. Some tiny part of her brain wanted the girl to have been clueless about her existence, but the red faced inability to meet her eyes gave way to the truth, she was just some nasty homewrecker.

They scurried, both of them. Part of her was surprised at his choice in women. Skinny and tall with no breasts at all, unless you count nipples only as breasts. She was the total and complete opposite of who Lila was. As the skinny one grabbed her things to run out of the apartment Lila, folded her arms and simply waited. Somehow she had expected him to panic or look a little more distraught than he actually did. Instead, he grabbed a blanket and pulled it up with him and walked towards her, a sad look on his face.

“We are done Lila; I just need more.” He shrugged with slight indifference.

“Apparently Jack.” I still held my ground, waiting for him to say or do anything else. Instead. He headed for the front door.

“I’ll come get my stuff later.”

She waited a good long while, long enough to make sure there was no chance of him coming back up, or walking back in before she let herself lock the door and cry. She had loved him, given him everything she had, but not her virginity and it just hadn’t been enough for him. She was starting to think holding on to it wasn’t worth it after all, but then how would she know what an ass he really was?

Time went slowly as she helped pack his things, tossing them methodically out into the stairwell for him to pick up eventually. She called a girlfriend to come over and together they changed the locks on the doors, apparently something that is a standard course of action. The days that followed only made things seem even more bleak. She applied for every Administrative Assistant position she could find, but nothing seemed to be working out right for her. That being said, at some point Jack had come to get his things without saying a word and he slipped out of her life for good.

Friday came, and with it came opportunity. As she started out her day, her phone came to life and on it was an operator asking her to come in for an interview. Excited that something was finally going right, she got up early, squeezing into her best interview outfit and set off for the address she had been given.

The building was tall and full, but the storefront was quaint and appealing to the eye, and customers on the street. As she pulled the doors open to the storefront, she had to wonder if she would fit in here at all.

As she moved into the darker interior she was struck with the enormity of the actual storefront and everything they had inside. The best way to describe it was a high scale jewelry store, with every imaginable diamond and stone anyone could ever want. Moving around the counter, she smoothed down the front of her dress once more, thinking of how she looked, and how badly she needed this job.

“You must be Miss Winston.” He came around the corner, and she felt her eyes drawn to him immediately.

There was something dark about him, mysterious, almost that made her feel like she was being drawn into him. He was at least 6 ft tall and his black hair was short. His half smile was full of charm and life as he held out his hand for her to shake. She did so, swallowing hard.

“Yes, please Lila.” She did her best to seem relaxed but just the contact form his hand was like someone had burned her. He paused a moment, looking at her strangely before he spoke again.

“I am Derek, I am the CFO of the company, I do all of the hiring and processing, and handle the money matters. Although to be honest, there are only a handful of us, I like to keep people close to me.”

She would have sworn there was some hidden meaning to his words, and she swallowed hard once more.

He went on. “My brother is Blake, but he is out of town until this weekend. He is the CEO, and knows far more about running the business side of things. So tell me about you lovely Lila.”

She felt his eyes on her, boring into her skin and she was suddenly hot all over. “I have many years’ experience, though not in fine jewels like you have here.”

“Do you like pretty things Lila?” He was staring at her once more.

“Of course, I am a girl after all.” She smiled slightly.

“You are not a girl, Lila; you are a woman. Never forget the difference.”

It was almost a command, and she agreed quickly, not wanting to upset him in anything. It was amazing how much she felt around him, a heightened sense of awareness or something. He stood and waved her to follow him, which she did. He gestured to the diamonds in the case below them.

“See that one there?” He pointed to the largest one in the case. She nodded.

“There is a smoothness to it, something that sets it apart from the others. Like skin, under a person’s fingertips.”

Once more she felt herself blush at his words, this was very unfamiliar territory for her after all.

He turned once more to walk towards the front door. “When can you start? I will need you to meet my brother on Saturday if you can.”

She smiled. “I can come anytime Saturday.” She watched as he chuckled at her words.

“There is so many things I want to say to you right now lovely Lila.” He smiled. “Come… come at 10 that should be about right.”

She smiled up at him once more, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. She watched his face harden immediately.

“Be careful now Lila, he touched her chin with his thumb and turned to go back inside, locking the door as she left.

Chapter Two

The entire interaction struck her as odd, though she had never been more excited in her life. With the horrible week she’d had, just flirting with a handsome stranger was a nice treat. Something about him, made her feel like he was really up for more than just flirting, but she also knew there was no possible way a man like that would be interested in her. The only thing she knew for certain was that she had wasted far too many years, holding on to her virginity for mister right.

Saturday came and she found herself back in front of the store, this time during business hours she it was easier to go inside where she met a nice older woman running the store, showing and selling items out of the massive cases. She only took a moment when she saw him standing in the corner of the room.

He smiled as he waved her over to him, and she did as he asked as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Smiling down on her, she felt his hand on the small of her back as she was led to a staircase leading to the apartments upstairs.

“Blake is upstairs making a mess in the kitchen, as usual. He is eager to meet you.” He let his gaze linger on her for a long moment.

He pushed open the main doors and she came face to face with a mountain of a man who was doing exactly as he predicted, making a mess. He turned to face her and she felt her stomach drop once more. He was sculpted perfectly, and just as gorgeous as his brother, though his hair was lighter, and longer. He also had a full goatee on his face, making him appear rougher around the edges.

He gave her a once over and then glanced over at his brother who arched an eyebrow in return. He smiled widely at her.

“You must be Lila? My brother did not tell me what a beautiful woman you were, if you don’t mind me saying?” He smiled widely at her, his dimpled cheeks making him even more attractive.

“You are both very sweet to have such kind words to say.” She felt her body react to him, just as strongly as she had his brother the day before.

“We have similar tastes in women.” He said it simply and the two of them smiled at each other before he gestured for her to take a seat.

The interview was a simple one, no real questions came out of it aside from what she liked to do in her spare time and her favorite foods. He pushed a stack of paperwork over to her to sign and she did so, glancing at each one before doing so. They ordered dinner and champagne, much to her surprise.

“What exactly would my duties be?”

As they went over the administrative part of the job, she felt her body relax. She knew it was the champagne. It was not something she usually enjoyed, so even a slight amount could impair her for hours.

“Of course we discuss everything, and share everything so please understand that. There is nothing I don’t tell Blake and vice versa.”

She nodded in understanding.

“In fact, there isn’t much we don’t share, is their little brother?” Blake smiled over at his brother who simply smiled taking another sip of his drink.

She gulped, blinking innocently as they both watched her as she sat there. Deep down, she should have been concerned, but there was a bigger part of her that was excited, mainly about all of the hidden meanings behind every word they spoke.

“You ok over there Lila, you look tense.” Blake moved to stand behind her, rubbing her shoulders slowly and carefully. She leaned back into his hands, the feel of the strength there was intoxicating.

“I’m good, very good.” She had a suspicion these tow wanted to do far more than just be her new bosses and her suspicions were proven when Derek was there before her finally. He was staring at her intently as she slipped her pink tongue out to lick her lips, watching his face harden once more. His mouth was hot as his lips found hers in a searing kiss. She could barely breath as he nipped and sucked on her bottom lip. His tongue slipping into her mouth, swirling wildly with hers.

“She no longer cared about her virginity, or anything else. She wanted to live for once and for all, finally! She wanted this, wanted to feel and finally put an end to the ache she felt deep down. She felt Blake’s hands come around under her shirt, pulling it up and off, tossing it on the floor, his mouth was kissing her neck, biting her gently as Derek’s fingers rid her of her bra, unleashing her massive breasts in his mouth and hands.

She felt a sense of embarrassment as he looked at her, just taking in her appearance. She moved to cover up but he grabbed her hands holding them down by her side. She couldn’t move as he held her. He moved behind her trading places with Blake, who now had free access to her breasts as Derek held her hands down, gently but firmly.

She felt the hard bristles on her pale skin as his mouth covered first one and then another nipple teasing it into a hard aching peaks. She whimpered as she tried to move, but Derek held her fast and tight. He whispered in her ear.

“Just feel him, we won’t hurt you, we only want to please you.” She relaxed slightly as he kissed her, the feel of his mouth on her combined with the flicking of Blake’s tongue on her nipples caused her to moan. She felt Derek move, then, pulling her with him to the bed in one of the rooms. Blake was behind her holding one of her hands gently.

“Wait, there is something you should know… I’m a… virgin.” She watched both of their faces, as they smiled.

Derek kissed her again. “We will be gentle Lila.”

With one of them in front and the other in the back they undressed her completed. She was no longer concerned about her appearance. She wanted to just lose herself in the feel of them. She moved to climb up on the bed, Derek following her to lay beside her as Blake moved to position himself between her thighs to explore her even more.

She glanced up at Derek’s face as he kissed her upturned mouth gently, his free hand tugging gently on her nipples that were still hard and erect. As she looked at him she felt Derek’s hands moving to feel the softness between her thighs, and her body trembled anxiously. She heard Blake’s sharp intake of breath and then Derek moved his hand down there to feel what Blake was so worked up about. She felt him groan as he made contact with the intense wet heat coming from her.

Blake slipped in first one finger into the tight sheath of her as Derek moved his thumb intently over the tiny nub of excitement just above him. She felt her body arch up in reaction to the double stimulation of them both. She had never felt anything like this and it was intoxicating and overwhelming.

She was no longer in control of her body as she moved, grinding up against their hands and fingers. She felt her body flush and the heat overtake her as she moved. She was working her body moving towards something as she felt hands and heat everywhere at once. It was almost too much as Derek kissed her once more.

“Come on baby just let go Lila.” She looked up into his face as Blake pushed in two fingers deeper than before setting her over the edge finally into an orgasm that she felt shoot through her arms and fingertips.

She was shuddering as Blake moved, coming up to her face, kissing her hard and then slipping his fingers in her mouth.

“Taste yourself Lila, its beautiful.” He smiled down at her as he pulled himself up showing her his massive manhood standing erect and ready.

She turned to look at Derek who had done the same his manhood even larger and more intimidating.

“Oh no.” Lila blinked, looking back and forth between them.

“What’s wrong Lila.” Derek waited.

“Sir… mmm… sirs… I can’t,” She gulped. “You’re too HUGE!”

Both men chuckled slightly.

“Just taste it Lila, we won’t do anything you don’t want to do.” It was Derek, who spoke and she tentatively reached out to touch the velvety hardness of his hard skin. She heard him inhale and she grew more eager to please him as he had done her. She stroked the length of them both, watching their faces enjoying the power she had in her hands. It was exciting, feeling them both harden even more under her movements. Finally, she moved her head slightly as Derek pressed the hardness to her lips.

She opened her mouth wide to accommodate the largeness of his size, she tasted him, licking him and sucking just slightly as she had seen done in a movie once. He bucked against her face as she did so, slipping even further into her mouth. She sucked a little harder, tasting the saltiness of him as she used her hand to grab him at the base, holding him there as she moved her lips up over him and then down again, slurping as she went.

She found her mouth wet and waiting for him with every thrust into her waiting mouth. Her saliva was a natural lubrication as she moved her hands over him as he showed her what to do and what he liked. She moved to sit between his legs on the bed, taking him in almost all the way as he put his hand in her hair, pushing into her mouth a little further once more.

She naturally gagged almost instantly, but he would move out quickly and then push back in, telling her to tighten her mouth around him. Soon he was pumping long, swift strokes into her mouth and she sucked and slurped on the length of him. While she did this she could see Blake out of the corner of her eye, leaning back on the bed, watching her intently as she worked her mouth on Derek. He was stroking his massive length eagerly, waiting for his turn to use her mouth.

Derek stopped her, giving Blake a chance to test her mouth himself. She found him to be slightly thinner but longer than Derek, which made taking the length of him in her mouth even harder. He pushed her limits, enjoying the gagging sound she made with each stroke. He put his hands in her hair, holding her chin as he pumped into her mouth. She felt Derek moving then, coming behind her on the bed, running his tongue along her back and down her buttocks until he let his tongue flick against her went entry once more. She moaned on Blake’s hard member as Derek tasted her juices, causing her to shudder almost violently.

It was clear he was preparing her for more and she soon found herself on her back. Blake resting on his knees beside her tapping her mouth with his hard member as she felt Derek move between her thighs, spreading her wide. He smiled down at her as he tested her wetness with his fingers.

“You are sure you want this right, Lila?” She nodded, knowing full well she had never wanted anything more in her life.

She saw his smile as he pushed a little, rubbing the head of his hardness against her there, running up against the tiny nub of delight and back down again until he was covered in her juices. He pushed slightly forward, pressing the length into her, filling her slightly before he rammed his thickness into her in one swift deep thrust. He paused for a moment and She welcomed Blake’s deep kiss to soothe her cries as she felt it rip and burn of the loss of her virginity. She felt Blake nip at her lips gently, and sweetly as Derek pulled out and pushed back in, gentler this time, taking only a little more with each stroke until soon he was pushing his entire length back in once more.

She glanced up at Blake, who was erect and she reached for him, catching his smile as she did so. She tasted him with her mouth as Derek, pushed and moved within her, creating a pressure and thrilling ache deep down to her core. Blake held her head down, then, keeping her from moving at all as he stroked his great length in her open mouth. She moaned loudly as Derek began pumping harder and faster still, this time creating a sweet friction she had never imagined possible. She felt her body move on its own, her hips arching up to meet his as he pumped into her.

She climaxed hard and he soon followed, pulling out right as he found release. Soon she found Blake moving harder and faster in her mouth and he too groaned out in ecstasy as he climaxed onto her luscious breasts.

The three of them were still for a moment, before the two men laughed and smiled, grabbing a towel strategically placed by the bedside. Together they cleaned her, smoothing over her skin and all over until she was clean and pretty once more. One at a time they both kissed her full on the mouth and helped her redress, both serving her in a way she could have only imagined in her wildest imagination.

Chapter Three

Her job was an easy one, and she was doing it well. Despite the level of theft that had been rampant locally. She had been working hard for two weeks now, and had only caught a glimpse of Derek from time to time as he came in with a stack of paperwork for Blake to sign and then he would be off again. Blake was around more, but he kept a safe distance from her, which had her puzzled. Even now she remembers the days following what they had all shared, her tender body not used to things they had shared. She smiled just thinking about it and wanted to know if they didn’t like it, or if it was something they did all the time.

It had nothing to do with them, not individually. She cared for them both, and they treated her with the utmost respect. She thought long and hard about how she looked at them both and realized she liked them both equally. Blake’s good natured humor countered the Derek’s dark, mysterious side perfectly. She went back to work, knowing, thinking about them wouldn’t bring them back any quicker.

On Wednesday she found an email requesting her presence at a team meeting that evening at a local Italian restaurant. She was concerned, her job meant everything to her and without it she would be penniless once more. As she made her way to the restaurant that evening she was on pins and needles. She should have never crossed the line with them, it probably had cost her job and that was more important than any threesome she could have dreamt of. She made her way inside and found them both nestled into a curved booth in the back corner. She approached the table and they both stood, making room for her to scoot in. She saw that they had ordered wine and as she settled in she remembered what had drawn her to them in the first place. They were both full of a powerful energy and she was comfortable with them both.

Derek gave her a smile. “We wanted to talk to you about a couple of things Lila. Some good, some not good.”

She frowned. “Have I done something wrong?”

“No, no, nothing like that.” Blake chimed in, giving Derek a hard look. “We aren’t seeing any gains lately, some of the product we brought back isn’t selling so we need a push on that front. I need you to get some feelers out there, find a few buyers who are serious.” He smiled at her and she relaxed slightly.

“May as well go on about the other things too Blake.” Derek smiled at her this time, he took her hand in his under the table. Running his fingers over hers.

“Yes, there is that.” Blake stopped only long enough to order for them, knowing full well what everyone would want.

She waited, and when they didn’t respond, she asked them, the tension almost unbearable. “What do you need?”

“Well, in a nutshell, we want you Lila.” Derek answered this time and Blake smiled at her.

She swallowed hard, unsure what to say next. Simultaneously, as if it had been planned that way she felt both of their hands on her thighs at the same time. She exhaled slowly, enjoying the feel of them there, the pressure of their fingers making her excited.

“I wasn’t sure… you’ve been so distant.” She bit her lip as Derek moved higher still, his fingers gently grazing her most sensitive area.

“It’s how things work with us. We like to share… everything. That means without the other we rarely seek out female companionship. You, on the other hand were good… almost too good. We want you to come home with us tonight.”

She gasped as they traded off, not Blake pushing a finger down the front of her panties, slipping between her lips there.

“I want that too.” She barely got the words out and did her best to compose herself as the waiter brought their food. Even as the waiter asked if they needed anything Blake continued to rub her there and she had to hide exactly what he was doing to her from the guests in the room and the waiter himself.

They managed to enjoy dinner, both men making sure she had everything she needed. As the car moved through the city, she was reminded of how much she wanted them both equally. They pulled up in front of a massive house, two stories and beautiful. As they went inside, they showed her around the house and finally they stopped at one set of double doors.

“As you can see we both have our own wing of the house. This room is a special room we had put together, for a special… ah guest.”

He pulled open the doors and she looked around the massive room, complete with a huge bed in the center. On the wall beside her there were a few riding crops and different ropes and handcuffs that could be used in many different ways. There was soft lighting, a red hue landing on everything in sight. She let her eyes move around even more, seeing the silk scarves hung to one side of the bed and leather straps were attached to both the headboard and footboard.

“Oh my…” She trailed off.

“There is a whole other world out there Lila, and we want to show you.” Derek smiled at her as he led her into the room. He was a bad boy in almost every way. He knew what he wanted and when he wanted it.

He stood in front of her gently stripping her of her clothes. She felt Blake come up behind her and slip down the ties of her dress, letting everything fall to the floor. The anticipation of them was almost overwhelming. She wanted everything at once, and she wanted them both. They lifted her putting her on the bed.

She sat waiting for them both, and soon they were losing their clothing as well making their way up the bed on either side of her. She felt hands on her body all at once and she moaned in the anticipation of it. She watched as Blake lay on the bed this time, pulling her to straddle his lap. She stood up and he guided her soft wet heat down the length of him, she gasped at the entry of him as she found herself impaled on his massive length. She cried out as he first started to move, making him smile with his intense need. He helped her to rock on him gently, and she inhaled as Derek’s hot mouth found her massive fat nipples as she moved shifting slightly to and fro. He suckled her hard, causing her to arch her back up towards him as her lower half rocked over Blake, the flow of him almost too much for her body which was so new to lovemaking.

She found a rhythm, and he gripped her hips tightly with his massive hands, pulling her down harder grinding onto him. She watched as Derek moved then, sitting in a chair on the far side of the room, stroking his massive length watching her move. She loved the power she felt as she knew watching her was pushing him farther and farther into reaching his goal. She felt Blake move, almost angrily now, picking her up and twisting her on her side. She felt her leg being lifted until she was in a scissor position. He pushed into her with such force she yelled out, making Derek move to her side, slipping his great manhood into her mouth, giving it a few quick strokes. She felt Blake start to move faster and she knew he would go at any time. He pulled out, spilling his love on her and she smiled up at him as she lay there.

Derek grabbed her hands, then locking them into the leather bonds and leaving her vulnerable to him. He was watching her then, looking down at her with a heated gaze as he brought out a massive purple toy from the side table. It was bigger than he was, thick and hard and she eyed him as he flipped a switch on it causing it to move in a circular motion. She gulped as he moved to slip the fat head of it within her walls, stretching her wider than she had ever been before.

“Derek… I can’t.” She moaned loudly as he pushed it in even further. He pulled it out slightly and turned it on, and a vibrating rhythm began to build up where it made contact. She moaned loudly, feeling her legs tremble uncontrollably. He worked the thick fake manhood in and out of her as it vibrated, causing her to yell out loudly as she climaxed on its length quickly. She thought he was done, but she was in for far much more. He continued on, and she moaned loudly, feeling the agonizing push and pull him. Blake found her that way, pulling her into his lap and he held her as he tweaked her nipples while Derek loved her this way. She came not twice, but three times, soon her body stretched out as far as she imagined possible. The huge fat tool filled her completely, and even in the end Derek used it on her relentlessly.

When she was exhausted, only then did they both cover her body in kisses, loving her and cleaning her up with such a gentle hand it was hard to imagine what their hands had just been doing moments before. They shifted, lying together in the massive bed, her between them and soon she was asleep, her body simply exhausted from the experiences they were showing her.

Chapter Four

Her life was almost perfect. Twice more she had been called to a meeting since the initial introduction to the love room at their home. Derek was in town now with some frequency and it was when they would call on her, but only when they were together.

She glanced down at the streets below her apartment wondering who she even was anymore. Gone was the sad virgin who was afraid to be touched by a hot man. Now she was her own woman, and she loved the power she had when she was with them. It filled her with a new sense of accomplishment and in many ways… love. There was nothing she wanted for sexually, together they both met any and every need she could conjure up. Anything she was curious about they would show her and she loved them for it.

As time went on she found herself content, but then it may have been simply because they seemed to have time for her and only her. There was an unspoken understanding between them, and yet when Blake brought around a beautiful and exotic woman to meet her one afternoon, she felt the sting of it in her face.

She did her best to hide her true feelings about it, but as he walked away, he let his eyes linger on her a moment longer than usual, and she knew that he knew she was upset about it. There was a message sent to her a short time later that requested her presence and this time she turned it down. She wouldn’t be some play thing for them any longer, she was her own independent woman now. She instead went home to her apartment and settled in for a long weekend.

Looking at her reflection, she noticed the subtle changes in her appearance. There was a glow about her that was obviously due to being well loved, and cared for. She was finally in a happy place and she refused to allow anything to mess that up for her, even if it meant having to let them both go. She was lying on the couch still thinking about her new life when the knock came on the door. She tensed up, knowing it was likely Blake, coming to question her behavior. She pulled open the door surprised to see Derek there instead.

His eyes roamed over her and he cursed under his breath slightly. “How do you do that Lila?”

She frowned at him. “How do I do what?” She crossed her arms over her chest.

He walked into the room, kicking her door shut behind him. “Managed to look so damn sexy, even in sweats and a ponytail. You drive me crazy.”

She swallowed hard, giving him a half smile. “Did he send you?”

He sighed loudly, running a hand through his hair. “Yes, he said something was wrong, wanted me to come because I am the dark and mysterious one.” He gave her a half smile, which was very much over exaggerated.

“He brought a woman around today.” She barely got the words out and she felt her bottom lip tremble.

“A woman?” Derek frowned.

“I know I have no rights to anything, whatever we have is… fun I guess?... but it hurt nonetheless to be introduced to her the way I was.”

“Fun? I’d say it’s much more than just fun. As for another woman, I have no idea what that’s about, but I’ll find out.” He stood then, dialing a call and leaving her to go back to folding her laundry.

He walked up behind her and she could feel the heat coming off of him from where she stood. She wanted him, just him. It was almost like a punishment to not include Blake somehow. He turned her around his mouth finding hers in a kiss that was almost painful. Derek was the more aggressive one, and it was just what she needed right now.

She stood before him, her eyes glazed over in her excited state. Derek never said a word as he led her up the stairs and to her shower. He pulled her into the shower with him and soon she found herself being bathed with a loving hand, scrubbing her body until it was glistening.

“Lila, you’re a beautiful woman, I don’t remember a time when I wanted someone more than I want you.”

“I don’t understand… “He cut her off.

“You don’t have to understand Lila, just follow three easy rules. Trust me, do as I tell you and Feel everything. It's then that you will understand.”

He finished bathing her and pulled her to her bed that filled up the room. She was angry and excited, but most importantly, she needed him, needed his touch. She wanted answers but the not knowing made her want Derek that much more. She watched him, moving slowly, undressing and she could practically see the gears in his mind turning. She wasn’t sure what he had in store for her and yet all that she cared about was knowing that she would give him anything he wanted.

“Get on the bed and lay there, on your back. Hold yourself open to me. I want to see you.” He watched her as she did it.

Lila was surprised, she felt some small concern over what Blake would say if he found out, but it was soon tamped down by the intensity in which Derek looked at her.

She could see his face as he watched her and she took great care to move slowly and run her fingers down over her body as she moved. She wanted to do as he asked, she felt an overwhelming desire to please him in all things, more than anything else. It was new to her, touching herself in this way. She had them to touch her, to give to her.

“Touch yourself Lila, I want to watch you please yourself before we do anything else.”

He sat in a chair beside her bed and she did just as he asked her to do. She moved her fingers over herself testing and teasing, enjoying the wet heat of herself for the first time, even in her dreams she had never imagined this. She remembered how they touched her and she used that to rub and slide into her wet walls. She also took pleasure in knowing that he would love seeing the effect he was having on her. She loved knowing that telling her what to do was more than just a minor turn on. She rubbed harder and faster as she moved closer to orgasm, her fingers now making fast flicking over her hardened nub. She quickly found a system that worked for her, and the wet mess she was making on the bed was almost too much. Start slowly, slipping and gliding and increase the tempo as she went. She found that she loved to go in with at least two if not three fingers, doing her best to stretch herself to her limits.

“We are going to do something new. You are not allowed to cum, at least not until I tell you to Lila do you understand?” She felt herself respond shaking her head yes to him. He was in control of her, of everything and she was merely a tool for him to use for his own pleasure.

He stood moving closer to watch her as she slid her fingers deeper and deeper inside. She whimpered from the ache that she created until suddenly he was there, moving with her fingers, working their hands together in the wet hot mess together to find that special rhythm. He was fingering her wildly now, filing her with four fingers and stretching her wider than she imagined she could do. She was still sore from their last encounter, but the tenderness was nothing in comparison to the wonderful ache he was creating inside her now. She loved helping him, gyrating against their hands wand pushing on towards release. As he worked her with his hands, suddenly she felt the softness of his tongue on her there. It was almost too much. She moved her hands back and gave him access to her and he grabbed her lifting her up, until he was diving into her head on. There was nothing gentle about Derek, he used his mouth on her almost angrily. He sucked on her and licked her in every possible direction. Treating her tiny nub like a nipple that he wanted hard and erect for him. He focused on her there, swirling around it and sucking on it, all the while he was three fingers deep into her. She was moving now, bucking and grinding into his face with wild abandon. Nothing else mattered but finding release and doing it just for him, knowing Blake would feel something about it made her want it even more. She knew time was too short, she needed it right now, more than she had ever needed to climb that plateau before. Suddenly he stopped.

“No Lila, you’re not allowed… not yet?” She frowned at him and whimpered. She was so close she needed it. She whispered “Please” and he moved in front of her quickly

“I told you no Lila, you have to be punished. Rules are rules and they are very important Lila.”

He stood and pushed her legs back together, almost forcefully and pulled her upright. Her hair was a mess around her shoulders and her chest was heaving, the look in her eyes almost ready to strike out at someone… anyone for that matter. She needed it more than she had ever wanted anything else, and he had told her not yet. She kept her head down, not making eye contact. She would do as he asked even though it was painful, but she needed no further promise of punishment. She had seen the room, and the riding crops found there. She knew Derek was a fan of those, and she was not ready for that yet. This was a world unfamiliar to her, something new and dangerous, but she loved it. He had found a part of her no one else could touch. She trembled and held her breath in anticipation waiting for his next move.

He moved over the side of the room to her desk and told her to come over to him, of course she did as he asked. Her body was aching and she could feel her own wetness as it ran down her leg slightly. She would have done anything he asked if it meant letting her find release. At the desk He pulled her to him kissing her deeply, sucking on her tongue as he forcefully bent her over the rough wood. She welcomed the coolness of the wood on her chest. Her fat hard nipples now enjoying the friction of the wood as he moved her until she was right where he wanted her to be. She felt him slip a finger into her, but only for a moment. He focused his attention on moving her wetness to her other entry and she knew he was preparing her for something new, something she was terrified to explore. He moved his finger around her tight back opening. She could feel him rubbing gently probing a little at a time, moving her wetness over the area. She tried to allow herself to relax. This was new for her and she really didn’t know what to expect, but she would try… for him.

He felt her resistance and knowing this was a first for her, he felt himself get even harder. He would be the first in this area too and she knew he took great pleasure in that.

“I won’t hurt you Lila, I promise if you trust me we can both enjoy it.”

Lila could feel her legs starting to tremble even more. He continued to lubricate her and slip a finger in deeper and deeper until she was stretched. He guided his throbbing member into the opening and pushed gently, feeling her stretch even more to accommodate him. She inhaled sharply. It was too much, and she was scared more than she realized she could be. Her body was no longer hers, it hadn’t been in a long time. In this moment, however she really had to give over to Derek and trust him with her everything. She had given over to the desire that swept through her and carried her to new places, and new heights with or without Blake.

“You know Lila, this is the first time in a long time for me too, having a woman like this. I knew you would let me do anything I wanted to, Lila, and it is good so good, you are perfectly shaped for me.”

She felt his hand on her throbbing button again, rubbing her, exciting her. She forgot about her fears as he rubbed harder and harder, the glistening nub throbbing even more now if that were possible. He slowly pushed into her more. She felt him fill her up. She was in the most intimate position she'd ever been in. Her body was stretched out in a new way and she slowed her breathing down to enjoy the feel of him there. She heard his labored breathing and she knew he wanted it… he needed it. He pulled out slightly and pushed back into her, slowly and deftly. He did it repeatedly until he was pumping into her over and over. He was slow at first, just making long strokes into her. She was moaning loudly now the increase in the strong sensations there were overwhelming and good. He increased his strokes until he was pumping into her with abandon, she couldn’t stop her cries and he grabbed a fistful of hair riding her hard. Pain mixed with pleasure and she had never felt anything like this before with them, it was all new and almost simply too much. She could feel him getting closer and closer to climax as his body shuddered over and over again, and it excited her more.

“That’s it Lila, … that’s it baby move against me, back into me.” He worked her, giving and taking with her as he went, pushing her to take even more in.

Lila moaned his name and bucked wildly on him wanting and needing it hard and deep. She was lost in a swirling haze as she finally made the climb.

She orgasmed with such force it created a lasting effect throughout her entire body, wracking her entire length from head to toe twice. She felt it in every part of her and loved it. She loved the way he used her and took great pleasure in his moans, groans and cries as he pulled out and spilled himself over her massive tits. It took more than a few moments for her to be able to move again. Her body was changed now forever. He was massive in size and he gingerly withdrew and moving to clean himself up, and as usual he made sure to serve her as well, cleaning her up anywhere she may need him to. She waited until he motioned for her to get up as well and she moved to the bathroom to take another quick shower.

She felt him there behind her soaping her up once more, this time the pressured of his body was different, less sexual. She let him wash her and he kissed her gently, almost lovingly. She knew she would have to ask him, but she didn’t want to.

“What will; Blake say Derek… about this?” She paused and then went back to getting dressed.

“He won’t say anything. We are fine to do whatever we want at any time. There is so much I want to share with you, but I will wait until tonight.” He stood to go, leaving her even more confused.

“Tonight, what’s happening tonight?”

“Come to the house. We need to talk.”

She sighed, knowing she was weak where Blake was concerned. “OK fine, but dinner that’s it.”

She watched him leave, only then realizing what kind of pain she was in thanks to him. Even the pain was exquisite and would make her think of him often.

Chapter Five

She stood at the door, her level of anxiety was high, but it had to be done. The door opened and Blake was standing there. His lighter hair reflected the last remaining rays of sunlight and he took a step towards her. She backed up slightly. Glancing up, she saw the pain in his eyes, and for a second she felt his pain as well.

“Lila, don’t do that… don’t back away from me.” He was almost pleading and she squared her shoulders and took a step in his direction.

He only waited a split second before pulling her into him covering her mouth with his.

“She was nothing. And nothing happened. I’m sorry Lila if you think otherwise.” He pulled back to look into her eyes.

She felt the tears well up and she let them fall, pausing only to let Derek come pull her into a hug as well.

“Ok ok come inside so we can show you properly Lila.” Derek led the way and she was greeted by a tour down the west hall into a small alcove.

She gasped as she opened the door in front of her. Everything about it spoke of her, the light gray and purple of her favorite colors, were splattered all over the walls, and her bed was beautiful.

She turned to look at them questioningly.

“We want you Lila…” Derek started.

“And no one else but you. We want you to live here with us. We are all so full of pleasure it will be a wonderful thing to have you and you have us anytime you want. We both love you, so no one else for any of us.”

Blake smiled at her and she knew in that moment she could trust his sincerity. She reached for them both, pulling them in close and feeling their sweet kisses as they covered her face and neck. She looked up at them knowing they would always be there, and she could love them in her own way. As always, things may get complicated eventually, but they were all very open and she knew she had finally found a way to be content in her life.

As she slipped off her clothes she began the short trip over to her bed, turning to face them her fat nipples hardening in the coolness of the air in the room. She backed up and on top of her new bed, crawling across it until they both sprang to life, she moaned loudly as she rolled on her back, spreading herself wide for Blake’s fat tongue as he tasted of her love juices. She would be happy this way, now and for always. She felt her body begin to suck and as she was grinding down on his face, she found herself eye level with Derek’s glistening rod, she sucked and loved him eagerly. Loving the taste of him as he stroked her mouth deep and fast. Her climax came fast and hard and with it came Derek’s This time, he held her head there, filling her mouth with his love juice and she eagerly accommodated him much like he always did for her.

She felt the bed move as Derek lay on his back, and she got on her knees to serve him better. What she didn’t anticipate the was the feel of Blake pushing his hard rod into her from behind, filling her up. As he moved she lost herself in the rhythm once more. IN this way she wanted him to pound her harder and faster, the sweet ache only there when she was loved hard, and angrily. Soon she was at the plateau once more and she tweaked her nipples in anticipation of her climax. As she soared through it, she felt Blade hold her tightly and Derek kissed her on the mouth full and hard.

Yes, there was no doubt in her mind that this as indeed a very good way to live, and she loved them both. They would take care of her, and she was a happy girl indeed.

***THE END***

TWO HARD

Blurb:

Lyla is loving her life as the most sought after stripper in an upscale club. Her two loyal clients love her to death and…..they love to share.

What happens when Lyla finds out that the two HOT men she services privately in the club are going to be her stepbrothers?

Will Lyla continue to service them or will she become a victim to that older man who refuses to share her with anybody?

Read on to find out!

CHAPTER 1

She felt his hands on her thighs, slowly moving upwards higher and higher still. She felt another hand on her other thigh, and she smiled to herself knowingly. It was always this way with them; they both were eager to touch her and she loved having two sets of hands on her. She felt them move higher now and the first set of fingers slipped into the wet heat of her, apparent as he slid his two fingers in and out and back in again. She bucked her hips slowly, riding his fingers as the other set of hands slipped further back, rubbing her other entrance gently. He always wanted more of her, wanted to push her limits. She kept moving, coming down harder onto the fingers inside her, feeling the end of a finger in her backdoor. He always started this way, just enough to make sure she felt him there before he did anything more.

She moved to her knees now. She had one in front of her and the other in behind her. The man behind her, still nudged a little more, pressing the finger into her another half inch, causing her to moan. He pushed her forward slightly, and she grabbed the broad shoulders of the man in front of her, who still fingered her wetness, this time using three digits.

She grinded down on both hands, feeling the back finger slip into her fully, and a soft moan escaped her lips. Moving her body up and then down she sloppily fucked both sets of fingers, urging them onward, taking everything they wanted to give. She glanced down at them, both lost in her actions. Her massive 44DD breasts were bouncing and swaying with every frenzied movement she made, the fat puffy nipples now harder and darker than they were normally. She reached up, grabbing a hard nub in both hands, which only pushed her further.

She wanted to cum, hard and fast, but they wanted to play, pausing and playing with her until she was frantically slamming her hips down on their fingers. It was too much now, and she felt the man in the back move slightly, and she knew what was coming. He replaced his finger with something bigger, thicker, and as he pushed into her, she whimpered slightly, the size almost too much. He pulled out and pushed back in until soon she was full of him in her tight backdoor.

He moved slowly at first, and soon he was jerking in and then out in quick motions, the tightness almost too intense for him. She looked up and the man in her front smiled at her as he used his thumb to rub the tiny nub of her womanhood. She moaned loudly as she felt the first stirrings begin again; this time she wanted it more than ever. She was coming down hard on him, using him to make herself cum and as she did, the wave hit her hard, causing her body to shudder over and over, pushing the man in the back into pulling out and finding his own release.

As he finished, she smiled to herself, proud of her efforts. She was still smiling when the man in the front pushed her down on her back roughly and slammed his manhood into her full and hard. She inhaled sharply as he pounded into her harder and harder, with no thought to her. She wasn’t sure if it thrilled her to have him use her body as a vessel, or if she was thrilled because he slammed into her over and over with no sense of softness in his actions.

He used her, until he was finished, kissing a trail of kisses down the length of her body as he stood before cleaning himself up. As always, the two men held out a hand to her and helped her stand, both working together to clean her up, and giving her gentle kisses.

She smiled at them both as she redressed, and casually made her way out of the private room. They were the exception to the rule, they were the only ones, and she liked it that way.

CHAPTER 2

Lyla Montgomery wasn’t your ordinary girl. In fact, she was far from ordinary in any way, shape or form. At 21 she was barely making it, and yet deep down she was still ready to take on the world. She was never herself, not her true self anyway. Sally Mae, her birth name, had been replaced years ago by something more interesting. Lila seemed to be a good fit for her then; she and her mother had picked a new name for her, for a new life. Even now Lyla seemed like a name a regular girl would have, but she was never a regular girl. She was 5’6, taller than a lot of girls, but she had a flared hip, and a curvy figure without being too big. Her black hair fell in curls down her shoulders, and it contrasted to the soft paleness of her skin. The look was completed by a set of piercing blue eyes, and freckles that spread across the bridge of her nose.

Performing had its unusual way of presenting situations that could help keep her lifestyle the way she liked it. Even now glancing up at the tall building covered in black where she worked most nights, she smiled; she really did love when the two of them came to see her. It was rare these days -- only once every few months, but when they did she always enjoyed them. Separate they were just ordinary men, but together they seemed to bring life to her body that no one else had ever done. She pulled up the neck of her jacket, convinced that the cold air was good for her as she made her way home.

Home, even that was a word that was foreign to her. Ever since she turned 5 she and her mother had struggled, moving one place to another and never quite getting it together. One home after another, they saved and pinched every penny just trying to stay alive. Now, as an adult, Lyla had finally landed a job 6 months ago, though stripping wasn’t exactly the position she thought she would find herself in when she daydreamed as a child. She and her mother still lived in a one-bedroom apartment, in the bad area of town. Though lately, her mother had spent most of her time with a boyfriend she had managed to snag a few months back.

Being alone was hard, but it wasn’t something she wasn’t used to. Her mother often found new boyfriends and she would leave Lyla alone in a hotel, going off to enjoy her still youthful life. At the age of 36 she was young and still looking to find a man to love her just the way she is. Lyla, on the other hand, wanted nothing of that nature. She would rather do it all herself.

So, when she had been approached by a man in a black suit 6 months ago, she took his card, never really expecting to call him. One night, bored, she did and since then she had been a hit. Reggie was a good boss, and he allowed her to keep a larger chunk of her money than some of the other girls. He taught her everything she needed to know about dancing, and how to appeal to men. She had been inexperienced in seduction, but she had been a quick study. Dancing came as second nature to her, the easy way she moved her supple body made men crazy and she loved the affect she had on them. There was a sense of power that came over her and she loved that feeling. Even though it was enough to keep them afloat the real money hadn’t started coming in until she met them.

CHAPTER 3

Charles and Nickolas, brothers so they told her. One was dark in every way; his black hair, facial hair and skin was just slightly darker than his brother’s. He had dark eyes, and was dominate in his interactions with her. Nickolas, on the other hand, was different. He had sandy hair and was a giver. His clean cut look made him look like a model out of the catalogue, but in their private moments he was the one to give her pleasure first, until she was exhausted, and then he took over.

They were a package deal, and they had explained that from the first time she danced for them. They had paid an elaborate amount of money for her to visit their private room, and she had danced for them, letting them both touch her only slightly, as touching very clearly was not following the rules. In that one time there was something very special about the way they interacted with each other. She was turned on more by the both of them than she had ever been in her entire life combined. There was something special about how they loved her, and how they touched her, both working with the other to take her to the highest levels of pleasure. In turn she did the same thing for them, giving them both all of herself, and it was a wonderful thing they had going.

It took a good while before they crossed the lines they had. In fact there had been long conversations and just simple private dances long before it had gone too far. Even now she remembered the first encounter like it was yesterday. Since then she would receive a black card in her dressing room, letting her know that they were in town together, and were requesting her time.

The routine was one she knew well. She would make her way to the stage, and do her show. One she had put together for the upper class men who came to this venue in the first place. She started with black silk; the long trails of her lingerie would touch the ground, but flare out when she spun around, making circles along the stage. Her massive breasts pushed through the top, almost spilling over, every time she moved and her hair was wild and hanging freely down her back. It was part of her act and part of what made her so appealing.

The song was soft and sweet and she would walk the length of the stage, moving with grace as she found herself crawling on the floor, much like a cat. Her long, slinky strides we deliberate as she crossed the length of the stage, reaching her hands up high to grab a long rope that hung there. As she did, her swelling breasts would pop out of the bottom of her lingerie; the swollen globes would remain there, peeking out from under the bra built in the outfit. Being exposed always fueled her desire, and her puffy fat nipples would harden almost instantly under the watchful eyes of the patrons there.

She loved giving them the impression that she was simply dancing, without any clue how exposed she was. The innocence in that act made the men crazy, and she loved it. Soon she would pick up the pace, using the rope as a tool in which she straddled and moved along the length as if she were riding a man. Her breasts swayed and jiggled with her every move, and soon she freed herself from the bindings completely, her shaved pussy bared and giving off an even younger appearance.

They would love watching her as she danced seductively, moving her hips and ass in time with the music, creating a slinky, sexy feeling in the room. She never touched anyone, but she especially loved the men who would sit near the edge of the stage and she could lay on her back, spreading wide to expose herself to them. She was always very wet and she would see the desperate excitement in their eyes as they caught a glimpse of the pink wet between her thighs.

On more than one occasion she had watched men masturbate for her as she danced. Some of them were discreet, some more open about it. She could see their hands moving furiously over the stiff members in their hands under the tables. It was almost like a game for her, to try and guess how big a cock would be that night based on the man who was stroking it. Some of them were average, but on occasion there was something bigger, and special, she could watch in action. Something she could use later when she was alone and wanted to please herself. Once in a while a man would pay for a private dance and she would love those times the most. The extra money she made during a private dance was hers and only hers. So she could work the situation to her advantage, and make much more money that way, all without touching any of them very much.

CHAPTER 4

The last private dance she did was two months ago, before Charles and Nickolas had crossed the line with her. After that she knew better than to ever cross a line again. An older man, a frequent visitor actually, had finally asked for a private dance, and she had done so eagerly. She had been watching him; months now he had been coming in spending money on every woman that worked there. Then one day, he had come to her show, and he had been a regular there since then. He spared no expense and she knew he liked the way she moved.

On that particular day she had been feeling alive, and maybe just a little lonely, mainly because of the black card she found at work. Letting her know the boys would be in town on Friday. As she danced, she thought about their attention, and the feelings they put on her again, and how wonderful that was. She saw the older man watching her, and he gave her a smile. As she finished, she found herself escorted to a dark room down the hall. Typically, she only did a private dance from time to time, but she felt a small thrill of excitement as she walked down the long hallway. As she entered the room, she saw him, in the center of a couch, and he waited for her.

“Dance for me -- take everything off.” He demanded it with a quiet calm that sent a thrill up her spine.

She did as he asked, hearing his breathing change as she did her moves, gyrating on his lap, grinding down hard on the firmness she felt there. He wanted her and she loved knowing it. The night went on and she soon found herself laying back on the small platform that had been built into the side of the room.

“Will you touch yourself for me? I want to watch your face, I want to see you cum, and I won’t touch you.”

She licked her lips, feeling the swirling sensation in the pit of her stomach. She let her fingers drift down, slipping and sliding in the wet valley between her thighs as he watched. She spread her legs wide as he came to stand over her, but without touching her. True to his word he simply watched, his hands stroking his massive cock that had made an appearance as she rubbed herself between two fingers, making soft swirls, her body eager to find release. She saw him moving his hands harder on himself and she wanted to taste him, but she knew better.

She felt the orgasm rise up within her and she knew what he would like.

“Cum on me.” She whispered it and even the words pushed her over the edge. She came hard, her moans loud and sharp in the small room. She heard him moan loudly and felt the explosion as he did as she asked him, rubbing his love juice into her skin, feeling the proof of his lust drip off her pert nipples.

He pulled up his pants, smiling at her as he did.

“You are amazing.” He dropped a stack of bills on the table beside her as he walked out. “You did well. I am looking for a new girl, one who will belong to me and only me. That is the rule you will live by if I choose you.” He reached for her, running his hand down the length of her face, smiling at her. She felt something shift, and a deep seeded fear creep up in her as he talked. He moved his hand again, this time moving up towards her throat, letting his fingers linger there for a moment before he blinked, smiling at her once more.

She swallowed hard, unsure of what to say to him next. Fortunately, he moved towards the door. “I will let you know if you are the one dear.” With that he was gone, leaving her with an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach.

CHAPTER 5

She picked up the money, suddenly feeling something akin to disgust. She had just gotten paid for something she did all the time, but somehow what had started off as a sexy thing, had become something dark and bad. She jumped up to clean up the mess, and head for home. Whatever he had meant about being chosen, she would make a point of steering clear of him from this point forward.

That had been then, and ever since he would simply smile at her as he passed her on the way out of the building if he happened to be there. It was no surprise that she rarely saw him anymore, until she noticed him spending a great deal of time with Chelsea, anyway.

Chelsea, for all intents and purposes, was her only true friend. She noticed his frequent visits with her, and Chelsea was gradually changing. Her outfits became more elaborate, and her time was spent with him more often than not. Some days she wouldn’t show up for work at all, calling in to say she was sick, but Lyla knew something different was going on.

As time went on Chelsea had less and less time to spend with Lyla, and she knew something was wrong. When she did see her, her usually bubbly attitude was somehow solemn and quiet, which made no sense. Lyla, did her best to reach out but ultimately knew it wasn’t her situation to handle Whatever the old man had been trying to get from Lyla, he had obviously found in Chelsea.

Late on a Thursday, she watched as Chelsea made her way down the long hallway, carrying a rose with a black ribbon in her hand. She made her way outside and then home, not really thinking about it again.

The next day, she woke to the frantic cries on her phone from Megan, another dancer from the club.

“Chelsea is dead! They found her body in the ditch across the street from the club. They say they may shut it down Lyla, what are we going to do?” She wailed loudly on the other end of the phone.

Lyla sat up with a start. “Wait what? Start over. What are you talking about, Megan?”

After some time went by Lyla had enough information to last her a lifetime. She sat on the corner of her bed, lost in her own world, thinking of her friend. Whoever had done it had been brutal and angry, somehow taking out his frustration on her. She let a tear slip down her face. Chelsea was a good girl, just dancing to pay off her student loans and taking care of her baby boy.

She thought about the last time they had spoken, and how she had smiled as she passed her in the hall to go down for her private dance. “Oh no.” She spoke it out loud.

She shook her head. He couldn’t be behind it. He was just some random old guy who liked pretty girls, that was it. She shifted her focus on the day to come, putting the rest of this behind her.

The police were making rounds, asking a lot of questions, but she had carefully avoided them. She didn’t need the attention, or to accidently say something wrong. She hated police, and everything they had done to her when she and her mother were hungry and homeless. Today was the last day she had to get through before the boys were there tomorrow. She hadn’t worked in days since the club was closed for a while. Tonight, however was another matter, and she needed the distraction. Her mother had cornered her that morning and told her she needed to come to dinner that night. Reluctant to meet yet another boyfriend, she had tried to get out of it, but after an hour she knew it was obviously important to her mother so she had agreed.

CHAPTER 6

Getting out of stripper mode she pulled her mass of hair back, and slipped into a simple black and white dress and pumps. She did her makeup, needed only a little to accentuate her features. Her mother had stressed the need for her to dress nicely, since they were all going to a nice place for dinner. She made her way out to the car and followed the directions she had been given until she pulled into a very nice neighborhood. The community was elaborate and obviously upper-class. She pulled the car into the driveway at the house she had been told to come too. As she knocked on the door, she was surprised to see her mother answer.

“Lyla, I’m so glad you’re here. Come in come in.” She scurried her through the door and finally Lyla met the boyfriend. “This is Alex Randolph; Alex this is Lyla.”

He had a kind face, and he looked at her mother with a sense of complete devotion. Lyla felt her body relax as she watched them together.

“Lyla, Amanda has told me so much about you, I’m am so glad to finally meet you.” He hugged her slightly and then a strange look passed between him and her mother. Something was going on, that much was obvious.

“I’m afraid I can’t say the same, Mr...?”

“Call me Alex, please.” He slipped his arm behind her mother, pulling her to him. “The boys won’t be able to come here to meet us so we are going to have to meet them at the restaurant. We have some time; ow about a drink?”

Lyla nodded and he set off to make her something. She glanced at her mother with a knowing smile on her face.

“What?” Her mother actually blushed as she asked. It was obvious this relationship was far different than any other one she had been in.

He came back with a drink and the three of them settled into the kitchen, all chatting happily about nothing.

“You two seem to be doing well.” Lyla watched her mothers’ face as she asked. It was priceless how she knew her so well. She gave her a reassuring smile. “I guess I just mean you two look happy.”

Her mother turned to face Alex for a moment. “We are.”

He looked at her mother. “Yes we are.” He turned back to look at Lyla. “We are really glad you came to night.” He checked his watch. “You ready to go dear?”

At her nod the three of them filed back outside and she slipped into the door of the Bentley he held open for her. She tried to make some eye contact with her mother, but it was useless, she was so enthralled with him.

As they took the short ride to the restaurant she was once more lost in thought. She could be working tonight, but her mother had made it very clear that this was an important night for them. She could only imagine what was going to happen as they made their way inside. She could practically smell money in the air, the place was so full of the upper class. She felt the air being sucked out of her lungs and immediately needed a break.

They had just been led to their table when she felt like she needed to go. She excused herself to go to the restroom, and made her way down a long corridor to her destination. Once inside she splashed water on her face, taking in long deep breaths. This was not her world, but she could sit through it for tonight, she could do that much for her mother. She straightened her dress, smoothing back her long tresses.

Another moment passed and she made her way back outside and towards the table to enjoy dinner when she finally looked up from the floor. Her heart stopped beating. It was them.

Lyla let her frantic gaze flicker between the two of them, confused. She saw the look of surprise on Nickolas’ face but Charles remained unfazed by the new developments. She was still unable to breathe when Alex introduced her to them.

“Lyla this is Charles and Nick, my sons. They are not much older than you. Boys this is Lyla, Amanda’s only daughter.”

She swallowed hard, plastering a smile to her face as she shook first one hand and then the other. They moved so that she could sit between them, and she smiled at her mother as she settled into her seat. They all spoke about their careers, she expounded on her classes that she was taking and she noticed the gleam in Charles eye from time to time. She found herself relaxing as the night went on, it was obvious neither of the two men were planning on giving her up to her mother. Soon dinner was underway and they dined on black sea bass and vegetables and she finally felt like everything would be fine. It was then that she felt their hands on her thighs. They didn’t move, not really, but simply held her there, gently applying pressure to let her know who was in control after all.

There was something about the pressure that made her relax; she was there for her mother and despite her initial concerns, she relaxed, doing her best to enjoy the time spent with her mother, and the two of them. Everything would be just fine. She was safe and she was thankful for that. Soon the evening came to an end but not before Alex and her mother stood, holding hands.

“We are so glad all of you came to dinner tonight.” Alex said and then looked at her mother, before turning back to look at the three of them. “We have decided that we don’t want to date anymore, instead we are getting married.”

Her mother practically bounced with happiness and Alex hugged her close to him. It was clear that they were in love, and she felt a smile form on her face. Her mother had worked hard her entire life to get her raised and fed every day, and more often than not it had been a struggle. She felt pressure on her thighs once more before both men stood, smiling and hugging both her mother and their father. Everyone seemed to be happy, despite the fact that that she had been sleeping with her soon to be step-brothers.

“Dad, why don’t Nickolas and I take Lyla back to the house. She can get her car from there and you two can have some alone time?”

Alex and Amanda exchanged looks. “That would be wonderful Charles, thank you. That is if you don’t mind, Lyla?”

She shook her head and smiled slightly. She felt some anticipation start to stir deep down.

“Great, sounds good. I know your mother has a lot of planning to do so I hope you can make time for that.” He smiled, hugging her close once more before he set off on a walk around the water with her mother.

As she and the two men made their way to the parking lot she felt something akin to sadness. She would miss them, and the passion that seemed to explode between them. She waited until they were at a long black car before she turned to face them.

CHAPTER 7

“Thank you, both of you, for not saying anything. My mother doesn’t know what I do, and the fact that we had a special arrangement wouldn’t really sit well with her, I’m almost sure of it.” She gave them a half smile.

Nick spoke first. “Why would I say anything; we are friends, aren’t we? Just special friends.” He moved to stand beside her, his mouth finding hers in a sweet, soft kiss. She blinked up at him when it was over, somewhat confused.

“I just assumed that since we have to stop it all now… I just don’t want things to be awkward, that’s all.” She bit her lower lip.

Charles spoke next. “There is no “used to” as it relates to us Lyla. Nothing has changed, despite the new twist of fate that we’ve been dealt. Now, since we are alone once more, take off your panties and lean against the car, Lyla.”

There was no asking of her for anything; instead Charles demanded it of her, always. She did as he asked and she felt his hands creeping up the front of her dress, until he used his left hand to press down on her chest, holding her in place. His right hand was moving up her thigh, seeking the most intimate part of her. She whimpered as he made contact, his fingers cold from the night air as they pressed into her heat. He focused his attention on the tiny nub he found there, his concern only in making her body react to his as she always did.

She arched into him, the threat of being caught was overwhelming, but even as she glanced around the parking lot she soon lost control, no longer caring if someone caught them in the precarious situation they were in. She pushed down onto his hand, wanting more of him. He gave her another thrust and soon she felt the wet heat of his mouth as he feasted from her body. She was laying on the car completely now, her legs spread wide for his mouth. She felt each of her breasts being popped out of her bra and soon she saw Nick’s head as he bit down slightly on her raised nipple, causing her to buck wildly. He was good at that, manipulating her massive breasts into pleasure. She let her eyes meet his and he kissed her slightly before he sucked a nipple into his mouth, pulling and stretching it between his lips roughly. She felt her body shake and shudder as the two of them worked her body into a frenzy. When her orgasm came it crashed into her and she violently grinded into Charles’ mouth.

They stood, straightening their clothes, letting her breathe for a mere second before she let them help her up. She redressed, thinking about how wrong it seemed to continue on the odd relationship they seemed to have started.

As they neared the house she moved to go to her car but they stopped her, slipping a piece of paper in her hand. She frowned slightly as she looked down at it. It was simply an address.

“Come there tomorrow night. We will be there waiting for you.” Charles was the one who gave instruction in all things and she merely nodded at him as she slipped into the cool leather seats of her car and started off. It had certainly been an interesting day.

The next day she woke feeling under the weather, something she hadn’t felt in a long time. There was nothing else to do but sleep in and nurse herself back to health. She lay there thinking long and hard about her life and what she wanted to do with it. She was somewhat sheltered, having only been with two men in the last year. She heard the click, before she recognized that someone was at her door. Standing, she made her way over to peek out of the door, but she saw no one, though a shiver went up her spine. As she turned to go she saw the rose and black ribbon laying on the mat of her apartment.

She swallowed hard, feeling fear well up inside her. The card attached was just as frightening.

Good girl, It’s your turn to shine!

I don’t share with others, lose the boyfriends or they will end up like your friend. I’ll see you soon.

She knew it was from him, the last person who had been with Chelsea, and she also knew it was a dangerous game she was playing. He seemed to think she avoided the police because of him, when in truth it had nothing at all to do with him, it was about herself. She clutched the card to her and moved back inside to lock the door.

She put the rose in the trash, pulling the card off first. Maybe it was time to tell someone something after all. For now, she crawled back into bed.

There was little doubt in her mind that they would be upset that she didn’t make it the night before. Charles had given her an instruction, and she typically followed it to the law. Last night, however, whatever had her feelings so poorly had made her sleep into the early hours of the day.

She lay there, soothing her fever and as she did so she felt the bed shift slightly. Glancing up she saw Nick there. She frowned as she tried to raise up, but her body refused to move.

“Lyla, you should have called.” She felt the coolness of a rag on her forehead. “I could have been here for you.” He continued on with his ministration and soon she was napping quietly.

The next time she woke up she was in a clean sheet, laying on her bed. She felt better than before and she smiled to herself as she looked around the room, coming face to face with Charles.

She took in his dark look, concerned about what he would say next. He was an avid lover, but she knew better than to ever cross him, and she did her best to obey his wishes whenever he requested something of her.

“If you’re sick Lyla, you will call us from now on, is that clear?” He was quiet as he spoke, his words short and clipped.

“I didn’t think…” She trailed off.

“No you didn’t, that’s why I am upset. This will never work if you’re not open with us, Lyla.” He looked up at her, taking a few long strides in her direction.

She wanted him to pull her close, but she knew better than to expect that of him. He stood by her, lifting her chin up to make eye contact. “Tonight we are coming to see you. There are some things that need to be discussed.”

“Okay.” She let her gaze drop down, but looked up at him once more when he lifted her chin.

“How are you feeling?” He stared at her face intently, searching her over for an explanation of why she had felt so bad.

“Much better actually.” She barely got the words out before his mouth found her neck, kissing and dipping his tongue into the collar of her neck.

She moaned as he moved over her, running his fingers down her collarbone and into the cleavage there. She moved the blanket away, giving him access to her, knowing he would want her to be submissive. He almost smiled at her actions, but he regained composure quickly, not revealing himself to her.

“How much better are you feeling?” he whispered it as he trailed kisses down her chest, his tongue flicking out to taste the peaks of her breasts.

She moaned, finding her body reacting to him. “I’m…o-ok.” She managed to sputter.

He moved to remove his clothes, and she was reminded of how perfectly sculpted he was. He lowered his body to slide along the length of her. His hands moved against her skin as he put his face next to hers. He looked her over as he moved his fingers into her, teasing her and touching her most sensitive areas.

It was unlike him to be so close, his actions were so different than Nick ‘s when they were together. He seemed concerned, almost vulnerable as she looked up at him. He moved and she felt him shift until they were almost joined.

“Don’t scare me like that Lyla, ever.” He kissed her as he pushed into her roughly, taking and claiming his body as her own. She clung to him, this new side almost taking over and pushing his body to own hers with a sweet abandon.

Soon he switched, flipping her over onto her stomach as he pushed into her roughly, grabbing a fistful of her hair at the base of her neck. He pulled back on her, making her back arch roughly as he pummeled into her, owning her body as is should be. He moved faster and faster until suddenly he slowed, making long, deep strides inside her.

Her body trembled and ached with his movements. She felt him then, pressing against her other opening, preparing her for a new entry. She spread her legs wider, knowing what he wanted, and as he let her hair go, she lay face down on the bed, baring herself to him completely.

He moved slowly at first, pushing into her, moaning loudly as he owned her in this special way. She cried out as he pushed and then pulled once more, slipping and sliding as he soon found himself pushing in all the way, until she was full of him, and she knew he was satisfied.

Sated, he rolled over, pulling away from her. She waited for him to say something, and he stood, kissing her lightly on the forehead.

“We will be back tonight Lyla. There is much to discuss.”

She watched him leave, and only then did she let her guard down once more. He was a superb lover, and she would miss him when she was gone. She picked up the phone, cradling it in her hand as she thought about what to do. She hated losing her mother, and leaving the two men she cared about most behind, but she had to help Chelsea. She deserved that much.

CHAPTER 8

She loved them, she knew that each of them were special in different ways, meeting a need that she had when the other couldn’t. Now, they were going to be a family, and she felt the only good thing in her life starting to slip away. She rolled over in the bed, letting the tears slip down her face. Now that it was real there was no way of keeping the truth from them, and she would have to go sooner rather than later. There was no way she could stay around and let this crazy person hurt the people she loved.

She grabbed a few things, nothing special, as she made her way down to her car to go. It wasn’t her fault. Not really. She would do whatever it took to keep them all safe. She had never been worried before, not like this anyway. It ultimately came down to choices and her choice to get involved was why she found herself here now.

The call had been a short one; the detective who answered asked her more than a few questions and he had asked her to bring the card down to the station. She felt the same fear she’d had years ago as she walked slowly inside, pushing down bile that came with her panic as she went to the desk for help.

She saw him as he walked her way, and she followed behind, certain somehow the older man was watching her every move. She told him everything, including her interaction with the man. Anything she told them may be helpful later.

“How well do you know this guy?” The detective gave her a once over.

She crossed her arms, staring back at him. “I don’t, not really. I’ve danced for him before, and we had that private dance. The whole thing was weird and then I saw him with Chelsea all the time. I got the card this morning.”

“If you really want to help your friend, there is one thing you can do.” He stared at her and she swallowed hard before agreeing to hear his plan.

She left the station, slid into her car, and made her way to see her mother to say goodbye and to take the next step.

CHAPTER 9

“I don’t understand, Lyla; what do you mean you have to go?” Her mother’s eyes filled with unshed tears as she frowned at her.

“It’s a situation with work. I just need some time off, that’s all.” She did her best to sound flippant about it, but inside she was terrified.

“How long, dear?” her mother pressed on.

“A couple weeks, mom that’s all.” She hugged her quickly, and then she made her way outside before the tears fell. She failed to see the tall figure in the grass behind her.

It took a week to get everything together, and to separate herself from everyone. It was difficult, but she knew it had to be done. Finally, after some correspondence she was heading off to wrap everything up once and for all.

As she pulled into the hotel she took a deep breath, hopeful that things would be fine in the end. She smoothed down the front of her outfit, hating the way it clung to her, and she held her head up as she went into the lobby of the hotel.

She saw him, sitting just as he said he would. She moved over across from him, slipping her gloved hand down the front of his jacket invitingly.

“Hello, Lyla. I’m glad you came to your senses.” The older man smiled up at her and then gestured for her to sit across from him.

“I told you I would do as you asked, but I want to understand why?” She paused, signaling for the waiter to bring her a drink. She could feel her hands trembling, but she did her best to look composed.

“She was a problem, nothing more, Lyla. I told her to do something and she didn’t listen. You on the other hand, you know exactly how to listen, just as I like you too.” He smiled at her, running his finger down the side of her leg.

“I know better than to push my limits if that’s what you mean.” She smiled at him and he laughed loudly, as she took another sip of her drink.

“We will see young lady, we will see.” He grabbed her wrist then, turning it over painfully. She felt tears spring to her eyes and she blinked hard. “You seem to think that I am an idiot Lyla, that somehow I don’t know that you already have two men in your pocket. I know everything little girl, and I know that tonight I am going to show you who is in charge once and for all. I’ve been watching you, and how you have separated from them. That’s good. Chelsea didn’t listen; she wanted more and more and I warned her that it would be me and only me. Sadly, she didn’t want the same thing.”

He stood then, pulling her with him as he moved. She felt herself being dragged up the stairs and she coughed loudly, hoping to trigger a response from her actions.

“It doesn’t have to be this way,” she whimpered and he grabbed her even harder, pushing her in front of him.

“Actually it does. I know you went to the police, and I know they are probably watching me even now. See I don’t know why they would think I would hurt any one of the whores in that place, but then Chelsea was special, wasn’t she?”

She felt the cold steel as he pressed it into her side, causing her to freeze in her spot. She glanced up at him, right before he dropped. His body fell, landing on the flat plane of the hotel hallway. She fell with him, and then she looked up, coming face to face with Nick. It was only then that she allowed herself to relax and she fainted.

Lights were the most obvious thing she saw when she woke up. She sat up quickly, feeling her chest for the wire she had been wearing. It was gone, and as she glanced around she saw the room filled with police, and she saw Nick and Charles. They moved together, hugging her tightly.

“You could have told us, Lyla.” Charles, more reserved as always, stood back slightly as Nick hugged her close. Her eyes made contact with his, and she felt the emotion coming from him.

“He was going to hurt you all, I went to the police instead. I wasn’t sure what else to do. Seems like you were watching over me anyways.” She stood shakily, as the officer came over to talk to her.

“We have everything we need. He knew the police sent you there, but not that you were wearing a wire. We got his confession, he admitted to hurting Chelsea and the matching cards will help. You did well, Lyla. You’re going to help bring justice to her family.”

She smiled slightly, and as the officer left she wrapped a blanket around her shoulders, the two of them leading her away to their car. As she slipped inside she thought about the long day that they’d had, and how some peace and quiet would be nice.

The car pulled up to a long set of condos, and she hesitated for a second before stepping out. She glanced at the address and smiled; they had brought her home. As they made their way inside she smiled at them both, looking at how they lived.

“Lyla, I know you’ve had an eventful day. Go take a bath, we want to talk to you after.” It was Charles and she nodded at him as Nick led her down a long hall to a bedroom, covered in white and ink hues.

She did as they asked, relaxing in the tub, finally feeling more like herself. She wanted everything to get back to normal and soon. After her bath she stepped out onto the fluffy white rug, toweling off and slipping into the robe she found lying on the chair nearby. She wasn’t sure what the nature of their relationship would be now, but she knew it was time to discuss it once and for all.

They were waiting for her in the main room, both more handsome than ever, and both standing when she came into the room. She smiled at them both, loving them in her own way. She sat down across from them in an overstuffed chair.

“I’ll get right to the point, Lyla. We want you. What I mean is we want to be with you.” Nick seemed flustered and Charles stepped in.

“What my brother is trying to say is that we want a relationship with you. Both of us. I am obviously more reserved than Nick, but when you are home, I want just as much of you as he has. No more strip club please; no one else touches you but us.”

She blinked twice, looking at them both. “But our parents.”

“Can do whatever they want. There is no telling where this will go, but for now, you belong to us.” Charles said it very matter-of-factly.

“If you will have us, that is. No more secrets though; this situation with the dead girl, and the old creepy guy…it was too much. Once we knew what you were doing we watched and waited, but we don’t want you in any kind of danger like that again.” Nick added quickly, giving Charles a heated look.

She thought about it a few moments, until she knew her answer was an easy one. “I love you both, so yes. I’ll be with you.” She looked at Charles for a longer second. “Only yours.”

CHAPTER 10

Charles made his way over to her and held out his hand, which she took eagerly. As she walked she reached back for Nick’s, who encased her hand in his warmly. The threesome made their way into the west wing of the condo and opened the doors to a spare room. She ran her hands over the red silk sheets and she turned to look back at them, letting her robe fall to the floor. She watched their eyes as they ran over her; her huge breasts were high on her chest and her puffy nipples were growing harder in the cool air of the room.

She crawled up on the bed, moving enough so that both men could wrap her wrists in the rope that was hanging off of the bed. She felt the ropes twist slightly and tighten as they stretched her arms, causing her breasts to jiggle with their efforts. They did the same with her feet, putting her into a strained position, leaving her everything open and exposed to them. Finally, she was blindfolded, and she could only lie there and feel.

She felt the mouths on her, kissing down the length of her, one side sweet and warm and the other side harder and menacing. She loved them equally, feeling her body reacting as they moved over her. She was wet; she could feel the evidence of her desire as her inner thighs soon became moist with her juices. She wanted more and she ached for it.

She felt something hard at the apex of her thigs and she blinked open her eyes, feeling the hard vibration against her as Charles pushed the foreign object inside her, filling her completely. She gasped at the initial entry, and then felt the vibrations move through her, hitting her insides in just the right way. He worked her with the dildo, slamming it inside her over and over, watching her muscled pop as the toy would exit, only to be pushed back in once more.

Nick began to help, touching a tiny vibrating toy on her love nub, moving and flicking it as Charles worked her from the inside out. She wanted to grab them both, pull them to her, but she was powerless to move at all. Her first orgasm rocked through her, making her entire body convulse as she cried it out.

Spent, she tried to stop them, but they only smiled and started yet another onslaught, this time adding a third toy to the mix. It was thin and grew bigger as the shaft went on. She knew this was where she would be tested on her limits as she felt the tiny end push into her other entrance and move slightly while the two men worked her other areas. She soon found the pressure there building as the thin end pushed in farther and farther until soon she was fucking and bucking wildly on both toys, both holes filled to the maximum. She moaned and cried out loudly as they used her body, each toy pushing and pulling into her, and the tidal wave that crashed over her was unlike anything she had ever felt before.

The blindfold was pulled away and she looked up at them as she continued to shake while aftershocks hit her over and over again, both men moving slightly away, undoing her hands enough to allow her to stroke both of their long, hard shafts on either side of her. She loved touching them, feeling the hard desire they had for her. She pumped them both wildly, watching their faces as they grunted with her every move.

“My mouth, I want you there, please.” She begged them and they agreed. She felt Nick move between her legs leaving the toy in her back entrance and replacing the other with his own thick rod. He pushed into her, carefully moving the one in the back as he moved, causing her body to rise up off the bed. She cried out as his fullness was almost too much.

She looked up in time to see Charles grab her head and move her into position, and he slid the thickness of himself into her mouth, and down her throat. She didn’t love him with her mouth, no, instead he turned her head slightly, holding it in place as he pumped into her mouth, using her throat to stroke himself deeper and deeper until she felt him stiffen and pull out only to give her a chance to grab his shaft and pump him wildly, licking and kissing the head of him until he exploded. She felt the surge hit her head on and she kissed the length of him, caressing him and reveling in the mess he made on her.

Nick was close, she felt his fast hard pumps into her and she looked down at him, her eyes on his pushing him into the next peak, he too pulling out his rod and covering her other half in his love juice.

She lay there, content, covered in them both. They cleaned up and then moved to help her into the shower. She kissed them both one after the other and she smiled to herself at the wonderful life she could see in her future for the first time ever.

TWO FOR ONE

CHAPTER 1

Sadie Jamison was a bit suspicious of the text from her best friend Vivian about meeting her for lunch at her art gallery when she received it in the morning, but she went during a break from her article for the local paper despite her concern. Vivian Adams had a good heart much of the time and wouldn’t do anything to embarrass Sadie -- not too much.

She walked through the thick glass doors of the art gallery that Vivian managed and took a look around at the new pieces on the wall with appreciation as she made her way back to the office down the long hallway. “Yo Viv,” Sadie called out as she tapped on the heavy wooden door with her hand.

“Come on in.”

Sadie pushed the door open to see delivery from one of the best places in town spread out over the long table against the wall as Vivian frowned at her phone. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know why the yearly charity event can’t ever go smoothly.” Vivian groaned with a frown. “My hostess agreed to do the auction, but she suddenly has a new boyfriend and backed out. The event is this coming weekend!” Vivian looked over Sadie thoughtfully as her friend frowned. “How about you?”

“Who is going to want me?” Sadie eyed the food with a raised eyebrow as she shook her head. “This was a trick, wasn’t it? You’re bribing me with food.” Sadie was five foot ten but also heavier than any of the past bachelorettes that were involved in the auction that raised money by ‘selling’ a woman to a man for a dinner date for an inflated amount of money. They claimed it was innocent and just for the event, but Sadie was not into being a hooker for the night. She didn’t even think it would be sincere given her size eighteen frame and the fact that she was black.

“Are you kidding me? You’re gorgeous.” Vivian told her as she sat up straight and tossed her platinum blonde hair back with a toss of her shoulders. “We have a great make-up artist and hair girl to bring out that gorgeous caramel skin and your bright green eyes, Sade. They’ll get you a hot dress; we’ll make some cash, and you can just do dinner. I know things have gotten scandalous in the past, but you don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to do. I swear. It makes so much money every year, and everyone says it’s their favorite part of the event.” Vivian pleaded with her friend with her big blue eyes as Sadie smiled. “I can’t do it seeing that I’m getting married in two months, you know.”

The upcoming wedding to a local artist that was starting to get a name for himself was huge news to the girls. They were working hard on the ceremony that was going to be on a private beach in Santa Monica with Vivian and Seth’s closest friends and family, and it forced a bigger smile on Sadie’s face.

“Touché. I’ll do it. It’ll be fun to get dressed up for the night, and I’ll make him take me to the best place for dinner.”

Vivian laughed and nodded.

Three days later, Sadie was staring at herself in the mirror in awe. Her long dark hair was in wide curls and highlighted with streaks of a honey color, which was so much more than she ever did with the curly mess. Her hair came from her father and his black heritage while her lighter skin and eyes came from her Brazilian mother, which was a combination that she didn’t think about too much before now. At twenty-two, Sadie had learned that the majority of men didn’t appreciate bigger women.

Tonight, though, she looked amazing. Sadie dressed in a clingy emerald green dress with makeup that made her eyes pop. They had been done up in a smoky style with a stunning plum gloss, and she shook her head slowly. She still wouldn’t make the former thousands of dollars that previous auctions had, but anything helped.

Vivian came to get her in the dressing room and led her to the stage as she babbled excitedly about the night. Sadie swallowed the lump in her throat as she stood on the steps and waited for the cue to her entrance. When she heard the call for the beautiful bachelorette, Sadie forced a smile on her face and stepped out to thunderous applause and cat calls. The announcer called out her likes as if it were a dating ad and started the bidding at one thousand dollars. Sadie swayed her hips as she fought a laugh and walked down the added runway for this part of the show. The champagne that she’d enjoyed in her room was doing the trick, and she narrowed her eyes as she tried to see who was looking at her.

Bids were called out throughout the crowd, nothing too far above what the original number started out as until a booming voice rose above the crowd. “I’ll offer five hundred thousand dollars for the lovely lady.” Everyone gasped, and Sadie’s eyes widened as she struggled to stay standing on her stiletto heels.

“What?” She whispered as she looked around to see who the man was in the bright lights.

“Six hundred thousand,” another voice called out as she spun around to try and see any of them.

“Well, well. This is the fastest auction that I have seen in quite some time. Where are we at, gentlemen?” The announcer teased the crowd as everyone waited anxiously for a response.

“Six hundred twenty-five thousand.” It sounded like the first bidder again.

“Seven hundred thousand dollars.” These guys weren’t playing, and Sadie clenched her fists as she wondered what more there was to this.

The bids jumped up in smaller increments as everyone waited to hear the outcome and once it hit over a million dollars, there was the sound of mutual laughter from the crowd. “Gentlemen, let’s do this.”

“We’ll go in together with two million and she’ll get to date the man that she chooses.” The crowd reacted as Sadie stared forward in shock and the announcer brought the crowd to an ear-piercing cheer. Sadie felt someone next to her, urging her off of the stage.

She walked off of the stage right into Vivian’s waiting embrace, who spun her friend around. “We’ve never done this well, Sade! I'm in total fucking shock right now, but you rocked it. I can’t wait to see these men…men. Can you believe it? Two men bid on you. Talk about scandalous!” Vivian chattered on as Sadie let her tense body relax.

“What now?” Sadie asked as Vivian pulled back and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

“We have a meeting room for the new couple to get to know each other. There're appetizers and drinks. I won’t lie. Sometimes they hate each other, but I am looking forward to this one.” Vivian took her hand and led her down a hallway to a door and pushed it open before she poked her head in to look around. “Empty. Come on.”

Sadie fell into a comfortable chair and ran her hands through her hair. “How did that just happen?”

“You’re beautiful. That’s how it happened.” Vivian told her as she sat down across from her. She poured them some champagne, and they toasted with broad smiles. “Remember, no matter how much they gave to the cause, what happens is up to you.”

CHAPTER 2

The women drank and waited as Sadie grew progressively more nervous. When the door opened again, she looked up with curious eyes as two men walked inside of the room.

They were both tall and wearing exquisite suits that were custom fit to their muscular bodies. That was where the resemblance ended.

Jacob Landon was dark haired with seductive whiskey eyes and a full mouth that promised the best of sin to Sadie as he slowly let his eyes rove over her body and she understood the goose bumps that she had on stage at this moment. He looked built, confident and she knew that he was rich just from his appearance.

Brent Taylor was similar in build but with tousled blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He looked to be more of the wealthy surfer boy with all of the traits that Jacob offered and Sadie shared a long look with Vivian, who stepped up with a smile and outstretched hand.

“Gentlemen, I am Vivian Adams. I manage the Berman Art Gallery, which is a primary sponsor of this very event.” They shook hand in turn, and she surveyed them curiously. “I must say, that was a very impressive effort tonight. My girl is worth every penny, though.”

“That was apparent the moment she took the stage,” Brent agreed as he looked Sadie over. His eyes were dark, and they made her shiver as she looked from him to Jacob, both of which had already introduced themselves just after walking into the room.

“I suppose I should leave the three of you to get to know one another.” Vivian winked at Sadie as she prepared to exit the room. “See you later, Sadie. Treat her well, gentlemen. She means the world to me.”

Sadie swallowed the last large sip of her champagne and set the glass down as they each took a seat across from her. “So you like long walks on the beach, hiking and dancing. Tell us more, Sadie,” Jacob told her as his eyes rested on the generous cleavage that the tight shimmery dress provided as she crossed her arms over her chest.

“That sounded like such a generic dating ad. I didn’t know what to say.” Sadie pressed her lips together and looked at both of them again. “I do love all of those things; it’s true. I am also a writer, an avid reader, and I love experiencing life to its fullest. I love feeling things to my core.” Her voice was shaking as Brent gave Jacob a look. “Do you know each other? I mean, you seemed so comfortable with the mutual bid, and I am told that’s never happened before now.”

“We are best friends and partners in one of the most successful architecture companies in the world. We have done work in every country and just happen to be based in the Los Angeles area.” Brent responded with a twinkle in his eye as he looked into her eyes. “To my knowledge and the past years of attending this event, it is the first double bid. What are you going to do with both of us, Sadie?” She gulped at the insinuation and the men shared a long look.

“It was for dinner. The auction?” Sadie inwardly groaned as she heard her own words. Even her body was telling her that she’d be a fool to stop at dinner with these gorgeous men that clearly had a different idea of their night. She wondered if the after party would be with one of them or…holy shit…both. That was new to her.

“Technically, yes.” Jacob responded as he took her in with his intense gaze and leaned forward. “I’d like to get a drink out there with you, get to know you. We can enjoy the rest of the event and go from there.”

“Yes, I’d like that,” Sadie agreed. The heat in the room was overbearing and she knew that she’d lose all willpower if she continued to be alone with these men. She was only twenty-two and though there had been some sex in her life, it was nothing like these men were going to give her. They couldn’t be that much older, thirty at the most, but they held the world in their hands. Brent seemed to be a bit more relaxed but that quality also made him extremely appealing next to Jacob’s arrogant confidence. They stood and offered their hands to help her up as she felt warmth heat her cheeks. She was feeling that same heat in places that needed to be touched and Sadie licked her full lips slowly.

“Cherry blossom. I love that scent. Does it taste as good as it smells?” Jacob leaned close and murmured in her ear as Sadie’s knees buckled. They opened the door and the three made an impressive entrance into the event as she held both of their arms between the men, something that surely got the tongues in the room wagging. They found a private table and in between people coming up to congratulate them or thank them for their generous bid, the men peppered Sadie with questions about herself as she stared at them.

They complimented her skin, her bright eyes and surprisingly, her curves. The men had never been driven to bid before with the skinny mindless women that were offered in the past and they had honestly arrived separately due to work. The fact that they were both bidding surprised them and they playfully went against each other until they decided to join forces with the big donation.

Sadie could tell that it wasn’t a lot of money to them as she sipped her second drink after sitting with them, feeling lightheaded and shamefully pumping with lust deep inside of her core. The night was coming to a close and groups and couples left the room to go home with their drivers or up to their rooms for the night and she gave the men a curious look. “It appears as though everything is coming to a close. Would you like to have a nightcap with us upstairs?” Brent asked her as he reached across the table and stroked her hand as Jacob stared at her with a hooded look.

Sadie nodded.

Once inside an elevator alone, Sadie felt her body turn to jello as she looked up at Brent before he leaned down and kissed her. It was demanding yet gentle and she clung to his thick arms to hold herself up as their tongues danced together with heavy desire. Sadie had felt it all night between the three of them and as she felt her hair lifted and another pair of lips on her neck, her tiny lace thong dampened between her legs in a rush of need. She was barely aware of the elevator opening and they all stumbled out into a room as she clung blindly to Brent before hitting something soft. Her dress was falling forward and Sadie wondered when it had been unzipped when she saw Jacob kneeling before her. He kissed her hungrily.

Jacob pulled Sadie gently forward on the king sized mattress as she felt the cold air on her skin. The dress stayed behind. She wanted to call out for them to be careful with it but she was too occupied by his eager mouth and skilled tongue. Her breasts fell free, and her nipples pebbled as hands reached around her body to pinch and tug at them as Sadie moaned.

One of the hands slipped down between her legs and slid the thin barrier of clothing aside. Sadie whimpered as fingers moved through her folds and found her hard nub before stroking it hard and fast. “Oh, oh…I’m close,” Sadie murmured as she kissed Jacob slowly and raked her hands through his cropped hair.

“I want to hear you come. Now, Sadie,” Jacob urged her as she winced and cried out loudly with her surprising release. She’d never come like that to begin with, much less on what seemed like a command before. Sadie wilted against Jacob as a mouth moved over her pussy to suck and lick as she trembled in Jacob’s arms.

“I need you to fuck me,” Sadie groaned as she blindly reached out to try and pull Jacob’s clothes clumsily off. “Oh, God. Oh, Brent.”

“Does she taste good?” Jacob asked as he found a pert nipple and started to pinch it before he tugged slowly. Sadie cried out again as another orgasm flooded Brent’s mouth and he sucked it inside of his throat without hesitation.

“Like fucking honey,” Brent sad in a muffled voice before he started to slide his tongue back over her as she closed her eyes and took a slow breath.

“I’ll make us some drinks, Brent. Keep her going.” Jacob said as she heard him move from the bed and clothing start to hit the floor. As amazing as she felt, Sadie wondered if they shared women often before Brent dragged her clit through his teeth.

“Fuck me,” Sadie was shocked at the words leaving her mouth with these men, and a finger slid inside of her slowly.

“I intend to. I want you on your knees like this as I spread your legs and bury myself inside of your tight pussy while you let my best friend come down your throat.” In and out. “I want you sitting on his face as you come with my cock in your mouth. The things that I wanted to do with you when I saw you up on that stage.’ His fingers slipped out and deeply back inside as she moaned. “I saw your beauty and your strength all in one moment, and I want to break that and make you come harder than you already have before we wake up together tomorrow. I want to see what you’re hiding in those eyes.” Brent stopped being so easygoing and sounded hoarse as he spoke and Sadie dizzily smiled as she rocked against his hand.

“You’ve done a great job so far,” she told him as he reached for her hand and placed it on his cock that settled between his loosened pants. “Oh my God.”

“I made us some drinks. Let her recover for a while,” Jacob said as Sadie sensed a bit of irritation in his tone. She looked over to see him dressed just in his pants as he set the tray on the table in the room before he dropped them and freed his impressive member. She met his eyes and stroked Brent just a pulse longer before she found the strength to settle against the pillows. Brent had moved beside her thighs and Jacob next to her before he reached over to rip her thong off of her body. “That’s better.”

CHAPTER 3

Sadie took the glass that Jacob offered her with a small smile as she curled up against the pillows and tried to cover herself and be comfortable at the same time. With her frame, that had never been an easy task. Sadie sighed and sipped the sweet but strong alcohol as she weighed her discomfort with her need, and the latter surpassed any negative feelings. They were there, though. She looked at the men who were both staring at her and raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“You look a little worried,” Jacob offered as he set his drink down and leaned closer to her. “I have never seen a woman as beautiful as yourself when you come, Sadie. It breaks down every part of you, and there’s no shame in that.”

“I just…I haven’t done this before. I’m a little scared,” Sadie told him as she looked at Brent. “This isn’t your first time, is it?”

“That doesn’t matter. We found you, so nothing before this matters.” Brent assured her as he slid a hand up her leg slowly and watched her eyes darken in the soft light from the hallway. She wanted his hands inside of her, his mouth on her and for them to be wrapped around each other’s bodies right here and now. Sadie had taken a deep breath and a long gulp of the drink before she moved over Jacob to set it beside his.

“I have never wanted anything more than this,” she whispered before she kissed him hard. Jacob slipped his arms around her back and held her close as their tongues moved together roughly, and she felt his hard cock against her thigh.

“Get on your knees, baby,” Jacob told her as she rolled off of his hot skin and complied without a second thought. She felt his mouth on her just before something nudged her lips apart. Sadie opened her eyes to see Brent sliding his cock into her. He filled her as she licked him slowly and started to move just into her throat. Sadie had not been good at this in the past, but she swore that she’d take anything that he gave her tonight as the sound of a wrapper getting torn filled the air, and she felt something thick slide inside of her.

Her mouth tightened around Brent as he gripped her hair and watched his best friend fuck Sadie with slow, deep thrusts. She was shaking and whimpering before Brent started to move on his own in sync with Jacob and drove himself inside of her hot little mouth as she moaned something, caught between the two men. Jacob had looked over her body before he began to jerk harder inside of her and he gave Brent a hooded look as he managed a few hard pumps before he released into the condom instead of inside of her body like he wanted to do. Sadie groaned as she closed her eyes and let Brent fuck her face with abandon now until he told her he was coming. Sadie swallowed him with pants and gulps as he stared down at her and realized that this was much more than a night, or even a simple auction meant to raise money.

As tired as she was, Sadie wasn’t done. She wiped her lips and moved over to kiss Brent again as she settled in his lap as he fell back against the mattress. Brent held her tightly as he kissed her and felt his cock ready itself for her before he held out one hand to Jacob.

Sadie slid the condom over him and pressed him down onto his back before she slid her body down. They both moaned at the feel of her wrapped tightly around his cock as she started to move and press him deeper inside. Neither Jacob nor Brent could keep their eyes off of her bouncing tits or the way she closed her eyes and leaned her head back. “Ooh, oh fuck. You feel so good, Brent.” Sadie continued to rock against him as he held onto her hips and closed his eyes for brief periods of time. She came seconds before him. Though softer than before it was still incredible. Brent came after, roaring as he shot into the barrier between them so soon after he’d just been in her throat.

They all relaxed against the pillows to drink again. Sadie felt complete and tired, though she knew that she couldn’t get enough of these men. Ever.

They finished the night with Sadie on her knees servicing Jacob with her mouth as Brent filled her from behind. He slipped a hand over her ass and his finger just pushing inside of her tight rim had them all coming around the same time.

Sadie knew that she needed sleep. She knew that she couldn’t move from this bed tonight and her body curled to have both of them pressed against her as she let her eyes flutter closed.

Sadie woke up first with a great need to use the bathroom, and she gently untangled herself from their bodies. She blushed as she looked at the two men, good-looking even in sleep as she eyed the muscles and the planes of their bodies. She glanced around the huge bedroom that she hadn’t bothered to look around before as she made her way to an open door that she assumed was the bathroom before stepping inside and widening her eyes. “Holy shit.”

It was the size of her bedroom in her small apartment in Brooklyn. Not only that, but it featured a huge shower with multiple heads for water to come out, a jetted tub and even a small fireplace. Sadie used the toilet and cleaned up as best she could with all of the toiletries that the hotel left the guests on the counter before she looked into the mirror. She felt a bit like Fiona in the movie Shrek as she looked around for something to wear. “So much for this fantasy.” The good hotels always had robes, and she took one and slipped it around her body as she tried to figure out what to wear when she left.

Maybe Vivian could send something to the room. She managed to do so much else that seemed nearly impossible, but there was no way that Sadie was wearing that dress out of here. It needed to be returned to the company that lent it to the event, and Sadie prayed that it was in decent condition for that transaction. She pulled her hair back and secured it with a fresh band from the counter as she looked at the door.

The morning after. Sadie was not accustomed to this at all. She walked back into the bedroom and headed right for the wall to the left of the bed that seemed to be all windows, despite being covered with thick blinds. She pushed one aside and gasped at the view of Manhattan and the Hudson River that she could see from what was easily one of the top floors of the swanky hotel. The city had never looked so beautiful. Sadie let them fall closed again and bent down to pick up the dress, frowning as she saw how it had wrinkled, crumbled into a heap on the floor before she located her purse a few feet away.

“Good morning,” Brent made her jump with his greeting and Sadie turned to look at him with wide eyes. “He was my college roommate. Not too much wakes him up early, so don’t worry.” He stood, and she took in his body with eager eyes as he walked to the bathroom for a pair of workout shorts before giving her a mischievous smile. “Do you like what you see?”

Sadie blushed and left the bedroom as he trailed her down the long hallway.

“This is a huge hotel room.”

“It’s the penthouse. It has four bedrooms in all in case we have friends stay in it.” Brent replied as she stepped into the foyer of the main room lined with windows.

“You guys aren’t…gay?” Sadie asked and heard Brent laugh.

“Not so much. We both loved pleasuring you, but we don’t feel the need to pleasure each other. I guess if a hand slips or something next time, then we’ll see what happens.” Brent was so confident in himself and his sexuality, and she walked to the windows to get away from him as she thought about everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours. She thought mostly about the next time they were together...would there really be one? She admitted deep inside that it was one of the most intense experiences of her life and that she wanted it to happen again, but there were things about that which confused her. The view was just as impressive here, and she felt him approach her from behind as she shivered against the thick cold glass. Brent moved his hands forward to loosen the sash of the robe and slide his hands over her tingling breasts. “I’d fuck you happily against this window all by myself.” He slipped one hand over her hips and against her clit as she fell forward and moaned his name.

“The window,” she managed to say as he moved his mouth over the reddened skin of her neck.

“We’re far above the city and if someone wants to watch, let them. You’re beautiful when you fuck, Sadie,” Brent assured her as he slipped the robe down her body and spread her legs, sliding a finger inside of her. She felt her skin press harder against the glass as she gasped and rocked against him to chase another orgasm. Just before she was there, Brent ordered her to stay just where she was before he left the room for a moment.

She stilled and looked over the city. They were high, so much so that anyone in an apartment would need more than just the naked eye to take a look at her body and what she and Brent were about to do. But that was part of New York living and why she kept her blinds closed so the perverted old man across from her wouldn’t try to watch her change.

She heard footsteps, and he was behind her again. Brent spread her open further and slipped inside of her as she cried out with the feeling. Her body welcomed him and wrapped tightly around his cock as she pressed her hands against the glass. He moved in and out as their bodies moved together while he pressed against her ass. He was holding her tightly, and her nipples were pushed hard into the window as he fucked her harder. She let herself imagine someone watching them before they started to masturbate and Sadie panted as she came around Brent before he thickened and stilled as he released.

Brent let her drop into his arms and carried her to the leather couch to set her gently on it. “You don’t have friends here right now, right?” Her voice was shaking.

“Just the three of us,” Brent told her before he pressed a soft kiss to her lips. He asked if she wanted some coffee and she nodded as her body continued to throb gently. Sadie couldn’t even hear him in the kitchen, and she closed her eyes as she memorized how her pussy was pulsing, and her nerves were reacting all over her body. This was so wrong and so right all at once. She should get her purse and arrange for Vivian to get her some clothes and just leave. Threesomes were something that a lot of people enjoyed and Heaven help her, but she was now one of them and Sadie just longed to have the strength to leave this penthouse. Brent returned dressed in his shorts with two cups of coffee, one of which he handed to Sadie. “I was planning on ordering some breakfast from room service. What do you like?”

“I…ugh…I guess some bacon and scrambled eggs.” She realized that she was hungry as he mentioned food and remembered that she hadn’t eaten much last night. Come to think of it; her head was hurting a bit, and he handed her a few pills. “What is this?”

“Tylenol. I’ll order up some Gatorade as well for you. That always helps my hangovers,” Brent offered as he walked over to the phone and started to read something. She took it with a sip of the sweet, creamy coffee and thought to herself how good it tasted.

Sadie stood up as an afterthought to get a robe and sat down as someone walked into the kitchen. “Morning,” Brent called out cheerfully before he picked up the phone to order.

“We’ll discuss that after coffee,” Jacob grumbled as he walked into the room wearing a pair of shorts similar to Brent’s. His eyes rested on Sadie as she picked up her cup and she regarded him quietly. She felt good about Brent’s enthusiasm toward her but was uncertain about Jacob. Perhaps this was a one night stand to him. “You’re still here.” A smile started at the corner of his sexy mouth, and she couldn’t help but to return it.

“I am. Brent asked me to stay for breakfast.” Sadie admitted as Jacob nodded and glanced over at his best friend.

Brent thanked whoever was on the phone and looked over at the pair on the couch. “I ordered your usual, Jake.” He came over and sat on the left side of Sadie, sandwiching her between the two men. The thought made her blush about last night all over again.

Jacob thanked him and looked from Brent to Sadie. “Look at her. You guys already fucked today, didn’t you?” He shook his head.

“I have a meeting today in a few hours. You’ll have her all to yourself.” Brent assured Jacob as he grinned at him.

CHAPTER 4

Once they’d all eaten, Sadie looked at the guys. “I don’t have any clothes here, so I was going to have my friend send some to the hotel so I can leave. The dress was a loan.”

“It suffered some damage last night. We already bought it and we'll have it cleaned, since it looked so beautiful on you,” Jacob offered with his charming smile as she stared at him. “Do you need to leave? Do you work today?”

“No, I make my hours. I just thought that you might prefer that,” Sadie hesitantly replied as the guys shared a look. They bought her that expensive dress?

“We owe you dinner. That was the arrangement of the auction.” Brent protested as she gave him a long stare.

“He’s right. Stay. We’ll get you some clothes delivered, and you can even get some from your apartment.” Jacob stepped in, and she looked at him for a long moment.

“Do you want that?” Sadie asked and watched as they both nodded. “Well, I can still have her bring me a change of clothes until we decide what to do.” She excused herself to get her purse and pulled her phone from the small black pouch. She bit her lip as she decided what to say and finally decided that Vivian would see through any lies.

Sadie: Yo, Viv. I am at the hotel, and I need something to wear for a bit. Can you get me some jeans and a shirt some undies with a bra and send them to the penthouse? I’ll check what room number it is. Vivian lived in the same complex as Sadie did, just in a bigger place.

A text came right through.

Vivian: The penthouse at the hotel from last night? Did you stay with one of the guys?

Sadie: In a manner of speaking. She rolled her eyes at the vague reply that her best friend would pick apart. I only have the dress from last night and that’s not entirely appropriate to leave in.

Vivian: I heard that someone called the designer last night and purchased the dress. Whore!!

“What is the room number here?” Sadie asked as she walked back into the living room to see the men talking closely together.

“2003. Did you get some clothes delivered?” Brent asked as she stared down at the text coming in.

“Yes.” Sadie sent the room number to Vivian and gave them a scared look. “Probably in person. Do you remember my friend from last night?”

“Vaguely,” Jacob casually said as Sadie raised an eyebrow. Vivian was one that was noticed all of the time compared to her. That was why she seemed always to be dating famous New York guys until she met her fiancée. Sadie wondered if her best friend had any threesomes along the way.

Brent excused himself to take a shower and came back dressed in business casual wear. Sadie and Jacob stopped talking to look up at him. She was growing comfortable with both men, and it scared her…to death. What was a girl supposed to do with two gorgeous and easy to get along with men that were best friends? People couldn’t be in relationships like that, could they?

Brent left, and Jacob immediately moved closer to Sadie to kiss her on the couch. It was like he was waiting to be alone with her and she pulled him closer as he started to untie her robe and slide his hands over her body. They were moving closer to being completely naked and ready to go when there was a knock at the door. “Shit. That might be Viv.” Sadie understood that she wasn’t looking like a supermodel after her first tryst of the day, and she pushed Jacob away and fixed her clothes.

Jacob ran a hand through his hair slowly and stood as he fixed his shorts. He strolled to the door and opened it before thanking someone and closing it again. “Just the staff.” He smiled at Sadie as he slipped his shorts down and walked over to her after setting the bag on a table.

After she had sucked his cock nearly dry, Jacob moved it to the shower where he held her up and fucked her with her back to the wall of the shower. Sadie cried his name as she came, clutching his shoulders as his lips found hers for a deep kiss.

They were both dressed and watching a hockey game in the living room when Brent returned in the afternoon. “Are you a fan as well? Jake used to drive me mad watching this all of the time.” Brent had glanced at the game and the score before he sat down. “New client. Hotel guy.”

“The best kind,” Jacob responded as he sipped his beer. “Sadie likes seafood as much as you, so we’re even.”

They left in the late afternoon in Jacob’s incredible Range Rover with all of the bells and whistles to go to her place for a bag and so she could change for dinner. They were going to a place on the Hudson River, and since the guys were a bit dressed up, Sadie wanted to be as well. When they parked on the sidewalk, Sadie gave them a careful look. “My place is dreadfully small. Like you might not be able to fit in it kind of small. Do you want to wait?”

“Of course not,” Brent said as he hopped out of the back and opened the door for her. Sadie sighed and got out as she imagined what everyone that saw them was thinking. Sadie’s imagination led her to a place where the auction was in the paper with scandalous headlines since it was a charity for the wealthy and famous of New York. Good thing she didn’t ever read it. Jacob joined them as she led them through the quaint but run down courtyard with the fountain and up some stairs almost in time to avoid the sound of Vivian’s voice.

“There you are,” she looked cheery enough, but Sadie knew her. Vivian wanted the dirt.

“Hello, Vivian,” Sadie said in a polite tone as Jacob extended his hand first to greet her, then Brent. “I am just getting some things, and we’re leaving again.”

Vivian looked from one man to the other before she gazed at Sadie. “Let’s do lunch this week. There are more plans to go over.”

“Of course. I’ll text you.” The degree that Vivian wanted to interrogate her was strong from the look in her eyes. Sadie grinned and turned to unlock her door as she walked in and let them follow her. “See? Small.”

“Have you been friends with Vivian for long?” Brent asked as he seemed to ignore the tiny living room and looked at her.

“Since third grade. I think we drive each other crazy sometimes, but I adore her.” Sadie replied as she glanced back at them. She and Vivian had never shared a man, and Sadie wondered what that must be like, given how comfortable they both were. “I will just get my things. Make yourself at home.”

She went into her even smaller room and pulled out her worn duffel bag from an old gym to pack some clothes. Not knowing how long she’d be gone, Sadie threw in a few pairs of jeans, some shirts and a few of her sexier bras and underwear. She looked in her closet for a dress and found a flowing red one that looked great with some mascara and fire engine red lipstick. Sadie threw herself together and slipped her feet into some matching red heels before she walked out into the living room again.

“Sadie, you know how to rock the color red,” Brent said as he stood up and approached her to kiss her cheek. He looked down the fitted top that teased her cleavage and the skirt that moved around her thighs with every step. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you so much,” Sadie told him as she shyly smiled and looked over at Jacob. Somehow, his approval was just as important to her.

“You stun me with your beauty.” Jacob kissed her other cheek and inhaled as he lingered for a moment. “You do taste as sweet as you smell, as well.”

Sadie stared at him for a moment before she thanked him and they prepared to leave. They went to a place that offered them the small private nook that overlooked the water more than any other table and talked and sipped wine while Jacob chose to drink water until they got back to the room. They told her they rented it a lot just to do business in the area and hang out with friends since their apartments were a bit more uptown. Of course, as they explained it, a lot of the people from the event stayed for a long weekend.

She was tipsy as Jacob helped her to the car while she giggled at something that the hostess said to them upon seeing her acting affectionate with both men. Jacob’s face was set in a scowl as they walked and Brent knew that Sadie would feel a lot worse about the comment if she were sober, since she was sleeping with both men at this time. She just didn’t feel any pain right now.

CHAPTER 5

In fact, Sadie was the one who initiated everything by pulling the men to bed and stripping each one in turn to give him a sensual blowjob. They pleased her when they weren’t inside of her mouth, and Sadie came hard in their mouths before Jacob turned her onto her back to pull her legs to his shoulders and took her hard and deep. Brent knelt down to suck on her sensitive nipples as they bounced with every thrust and she pulled him closer to her as she closed her eyes and wondered how she’d be able to do this one on one with anybody ever again.

Brent took her on her knees as he played with her ass with the tip of his finger. It went deeper with each thrust and she cried out as she came hard all around him as Brent kept moving inside of her. For every thrust that she felt, there was a hand or a mouth pleasing her or a cock down her throat. Sadie felt herself drowning under the surface of her lust as she pressed her face into the mattress and took a deep breath.

They all returned to their homes two days after going out to eat and just hanging around the city when they weren’t in bed together. Every moment got hotter, and every encounter left her desperate for more before she finally drove home with her duffel bag in the passenger seat and the green dress folded up in the back. Brent had it taken to a cleaner so it was ready for another special occasion but Sadie knew that it would always remind her of the two of them. She might never wear it again.

They had exchanged numbers before she kissed them both goodbye in the room and told them that she wanted to see them again. Sadie felt the emotions that she was feeling inside in both of their kisses and their tight embraces, with Brent’s goodbye being a bit wordier than Jacob’s. It’s who they were, and she appreciated each and every bit of Jacob and Brent that she knew so far. She parked in her tiny reserved spot under the aging carport and missed the luxury of the hotel as she settled back into home. Her clothes barely seemed to fit into the small closet, and her full-size bed was just too small for her now.

Sadie wandered around before she fixed a sandwich in the kitchen and sat on the loveseat to watch some TV. She set her computer on the portable desk that she dragged all over her apartment and tapped out a story as she squinted at her thirty-two-inch set that was just a mere three feet in front of her. Everything seemed dull to her now, and she sat back and let herself miss the life that she’d lead over the weekend.

Brent called late that evening, and they talked late into the night and planned on lunch the next day. Sadie managed to get herself out of bed and get in some writing time before she showered and walked down to the curb. Brent pulled up in a fancy sports car that she later found out was a Ferrari F60 America in a pretty blue that brought out his eyes. He took her to a great deli in another part of town, and they ate sandwiches and chips as they watched a game on the television in the corner. “This doesn’t seem like your kind of place,” Sadie noted as she took a drink of her soda and glanced around the faded paint on the walls.

“I grew up in places like this out in Long Island with Jake. We have money now, but I like to go back to simpler times here and there, particularly since my family has all passed away. Airplane crash seven years ago…I like to hold onto the memories.” He stared into her eyes. “I thought that you’d like it here as well.”

“I do.” She smiled. “I just remember the hotel and the dinners. It was all so fancy, but this is nice. I ate at places like this as a kid too. There’s a certain charm to them.”

“I mix things up so you’ll always be guessing.”

After lunch, he brought her back to her house and parked the car. “Don’t you have to work?” Sadie teased him as he got out of the car and came around to open her door.

“I’m the boss, and I have a meeting,” Brent winked at her as he walked to her apartment by her side. Sadie took his arm and breathed in his scent as she made a mental note that Brent smelled fresh like the ocean and Jacob smelled clean like mint and herbs. Sadie unlocked the door and pulled him in by the hand as their lips met with all of the restrained desire that they were feeling over the last hour. Brent kicked the door closed and lifted her up to carry her to her bedroom as she wrapped her arms around his neck to hold on with a loud giggle.

“It’s so small in here,” Sadie protested as he dropped her onto the bed and kissed her hungrily. She undressed in minutes, and he was kissing down her body as she stroked his hair and watched. Just like before, Brent was fantastic on his own, and he made her come three times when it was all said and done. They had to be creative since his over six-foot frame didn’t fit so well on the bed but they laughingly agreed to go to his place next time. When he kissed her goodbye, Sadie missed the both of them. She watched him leave as a blonde strode purposefully towards her door as she licked her lips. “Yo, Viv.”

“Was that a lunch date that you just got back from?” Vivian asked as she surveyed Sadie’s sloppy appearance.

“Yes and so much more.” Sadie pulled her best friend in and shut the door as she stared at her. “I don’t know what to do.” She told Vivian everything from the night of the auction to the weekend as her friend widened her eyes.