Tuesday night I was walking through the door of my townhouse when my cell phone rang.  I kicked off my boots and pulled my phone out of my purse as I shrugged out of my coat.

“Hey, Sandra.  What’s up?”

“Hi, Libby.  Are you home yet?”  My legal assistant’s voice was apologetic. 

“I am, why?”  I asked.

“You were going to work on the Henden file tonight, right?”

“Yes,” I said.

“It’s sitting on my desk.”

“Crap,” I muttered.  “Okay, I’m headed back to the office now.”

“Don’t do that,” Sandra said.  “There are still a few people at the office, I’m sure I can find someone to drop it off for you on their way home.”

“I don’t want to put anyone out,” I said.  “I’ll come back to the office and - ”

“It’s fine,” Sandra replied.  “Don’t worry about it, Libby.”

“Thanks, Sandra.  I appreciate it.”  I ended the call and tossed my phone on the counter before dropping my workbag at my feet.

It was only my second day but I already had a full client list.  Not that I minded.  I needed something to take my mind off of Seth and Theo.  Just the thought of them made my pussy damp, and I cursed my libido as I headed to the bedroom and changed into yoga pants and a t-shirt.  I hadn’t seen them at all since Monday and I told myself repeatedly that it was a good thing.  The less I had to do with them, the better. 

So why had I spent most of last night tossing and turning on my stupid air mattress?  Why couldn’t I stop thinking about what they had done to me and how it had made me feel?  And why did I finally have to masturbate just to fall asleep?

Not that it helped, I thought as I headed back to the kitchen.  I could barely concentrate on my new job and I was furious with myself over it.  It’s like I was trying to sabotage my own damn career, and for what?  The possibility of getting fucked by two men at once?  Since when did my need for sex override my desire to have a fulfilling career?

Why not have both?  Inner me whispered slyly.  You can have your cake and eat it too, Libby.

No, I couldn’t.  Especially not with two of my coworkers.  It didn’t matter how damn hot they were or how easily they made me come.  Nothing good would come of sleeping with them, and trying to talk myself into it not being a problem, was a career ending move.

They said they can keep it separate.  You can too.  Simple.

“No, it isn’t simple,” I said to my empty kitchen.  “It isn’t simple at all.”

You suck, my inner voice pouted.

I ignored it and pulled my laptop out of my workbag.  I needed to concentrate on my career and pretend like I had no idea what Seth and Theo’s dicks looked like.  Easy.  Simple.  Doable.

You know who else is doable?

I made a harsh groan of frustration and yanked open my laptop.  I was going insane.

 

* * *

 

Half an hour later, I cursed and nearly pounded my fists against my laptop.  I had wasted thirty minutes looking for an answer to a question that had already been answered.  I wanted to scream in anger.  Never before had I questioned my abilities as a lawyer, but if I couldn’t stop thinking about what it would be like to have Seth and Theo both inside of me at once, I could kiss my damn career goodbye.

I took a deep breath and rubbed my temples before taking a bite of cereal.  Okay, I was overreacting.  My entire career wasn’t on the precipice of collapse just because I was horny.  There was a simple solution to this whole damn mess.  Hit up another bar this weekend and find a guy – one guy – to have sex with.  That would help with the horniness and make me forget all about Seth and Theo.  Right?

Nope.  So wrong, girl.  So. Very. Wrong.

I wasn’t wrong.  Wayne might have crushed my sexual self-esteem with one sentence but Seth and Theo had at least brought a little of it back.  It was enough for me to have the courage to find someone else to have sex with.  Maybe I could fuck away my memories of my two coworkers.

I rubbed my back as I shifted from foot to foot.  I don’t know why I didn’t stay at the damn office and work on the Henden file.  I’d received an email this morning from the moving company that my furniture was definitely stranded until after the New Year.  I didn’t even have a kitchen table or chairs which meant I was trying to work standing at the counter.  I ate another bite of cereal.  Tomorrow I would stay at the office until I was finished work.  It made the most sense.

The doorbell rang and I crunched down another bite of cereal as I headed down the front hallway.  I opened the door, the smile dropping from my face.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

Theo held up the manila covered file folder as Seth smiled at me.  “Dropping off the Henden file.”

I stared silently at them and Theo said, “Sandra said you needed it and your place is close to ours.”

“It is?”  I ignored the dirty thoughts that immediately coursed through my head.

“Yes,” Seth said.  “We told Sandra we would be happy to drop off the file for you.”

“You live together?”  I said.

“We do,” Theo replied.

“Okay, well, thanks for dropping off the file.”  Ignoring my mad idea to invite them in, I reached for the folder but Theo refused to relinquish it.

“Invite us in, Libby.”

“Why?”  I said.

“Because I’m freezing my nutsack off standing out here and Seth has to pee.”

I bit back my smile as Seth said, “It’s true.  I have to pee.”

Knowing it was insanity, I took a step back and said, “Come in.”

“Thanks, Libby,” Theo said.

He and Seth stepped into the hallway and there was a moment of awkwardness before I said, “Um, the guest bathroom is down the hallway to the right.”

“Perfect.”  Seth headed to the bathroom and I took the file from Theo. 

“Thanks for bringing this by,” I said.  I pulled self-consciously at my t-shirt as Theo smiled at me.

“You’re welcome.  Hey, can I grab a glass of water from you?”

“Yeah, uh, okay.”

He followed me into the kitchen.  I wondered if he was staring at my ass as I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water for him.

“Here you go…what’s wrong?”

Theo was staring at my kitchen.  “Don’t take this the wrong way, Libby, but if you’re a minimalist, I think you’ve taken it too far.”

I laughed.  “I’m not, I just - ”

“Whoa,” Seth had joined us in the kitchen.  “You know most people have a table in their kitchen, right, Libs?”

“I’m aware,” I said dryly.  “The moving truck with all of my furniture and belongings is stranded about four hours from here.  I won’t get it until after the New Year.”

“Jesus, that sucks,” Theo said.  “Why don’t you rent a hotel room?”

“It’s not that bad.”

“Is that why you’re eating cold cereal out of a Styrofoam bowl?”  Seth asked.  He crossed the kitchen and peered at my bowl of cereal.

“Yeah,” I said.  “I didn’t want to buy new kitchen stuff just to cook food for a couple of weeks and eating at a restaurant alone isn’t my thing.”

“Do you even have a bed?”  Theo asked.

I immediately blushed but he didn’t seem to notice as he twisted open the cap on his water and took a drink.  “I have an air mattress.”

“Well that fucking sucks,” he replied.

“It’s not that bad,” I said.

“I have a great idea,” Seth said.  “We live like ten minutes from here.  Come back to our place and I’ll cook you dinner.”

“Hell, no,” I said.  “That is not happening.”

“Why not?”  Theo said. 

“You know why not,” I replied.

Seth shrugged.  “We can keep it professional if you can.”

“Of course I can!”  I snapped at him. 

Fuck, could I?

“Then it isn’t a problem to have dinner with us.”

“I have to work on the Henden file,” I said.

“Bring it with you,” Theo said.  “We have a home office.  You use the office to work while Seth cooks dinner.  Come on, Libby.  It’s a lot easier than standing at your counter and Seth is an amazing cook.  He’ll make something much better than cold cereal, I guarantee it.”

I couldn’t say yes, no matter what my libido was screaming.

“No one from the office will find out,” Seth said.  “We’re the only three who live in the west end of the city.  No one will know you’re at our house.”

I couldn’t go to their house.  I couldn’t.  I took a deep breath and said, “Sure, okay.”

Libby!

“Great!”  Theo gave me a boyish grin that made the butterflies in my stomach start up.  “Grab your jacket and we’ll give you a ride over to - ”

“No,” I interrupted.  “I’ll drive myself over.”

“All right,” Theo said.  “Let’s get out of here.”

 

* * *

 

“Hey, how’s it going in here?”  Theo stuck his head into the office as I was closing my laptop.

“Good.  I’m done.”

“Perfect timing,” Theo said.  “Dinner is ready.”

I stood and tried not to notice the way Theo’s gaze dropped to my tits.  I was still wearing my t-shirt and yoga pants.  I had thought about changing into something a little more flattering before berating myself internally.  I shouldn’t care what I looked like around Seth and Theo.

I followed him out of the office and down the hallway.  They’d given me a brief tour of their house when we first arrived, pointing out the renovations they’d done.  I was genuinely impressed.  They had gutted and remodeled the kitchen themselves as well as their bedrooms, the office and all three of the bathrooms.  They were currently working on the guest bedroom and in the spring, would start the living room.

“Have a seat, Libs,” Seth said as he pointed to the large marble island.  Plates and silverware were already in place and I climbed onto the stool as Theo moved to the fridge.

“Do you want wine?”

“No, just water, please,” I said.  There was no way in hell I was having anything to drink around these two.  I was already turned on and wanting to beg them to fuck me.  If I had even a drop of liquor, I was deathly afraid I’d lose the tenuous grip on my control.

I took a deep breath and drank some of the water that Theo handed me.  Surprisingly, I could focus enough to get my damn work done.  I had thought it would be impossible but apparently just being near the two men, soothed me enough to concentrate.  Before I could think too much on that, Seth was standing next to me and adding a delicious smelling pasta concoction to my plate.

“It smells delicious,” I said as I placed my napkin on my lap.

“Thanks,” Seth said.  “Theo, get the biscuits out of the oven, would you?”

As Theo pulled the biscuits out, I stare at Seth.  “You made your own biscuits?”

He gave me a flirty grin that made my pussy tingle.  “I’m an excellent biscuit maker, Libby.”

They sat down with me at the island and I took a biscuit when Theo passed them to me.  The food was incredible tasting and I smiled at Seth.  “Theo’s right.  You’re an amazing cook.”

“Thank you,” Seth said.  He took a drink of beer and I tried not to drool when he licked a drop from his bottom lip.

“So, uh, how long have you guys been friends?”  I asked.

“We met in high school,” Theo replied.

“That’s a long time.”

“It is,” Seth agreed.

“Have you lived together long?”

“Since we finished high school,” Theo replied.  “At first it was because it was cheaper to live with roommates.”

“But now?”

Seth shrugged.  “We enjoy each other’s company.”

I ate a bite of pasta and chased it down with a sip of water.  “How long have you two been, um, tag teaming women?”

Libby!  What the hell?

Seth and Theo both laughed and I turned bright red.  “Oh God.  I’m sorry.  It’s none of my business and I shouldn’t have asked that.”

“We don’t mind,” Theo said.  “During university, I started dating a girl named Lisa.  Seth and I lived in a cheap apartment together close to campus and Lisa would spend a lot of time at our place.  She was attracted to Seth, I could tell, and one night when she’d had too much to drink, she proposed a threesome.”

“It was her idea?”  I said.

He nodded.  “Yep.  Honestly, it had never crossed my mind to fuck a girl with Seth before.”

“Me either,” Seth said.

“So that was the first night you tried it?”

Seth shook his head.  “No, not that night. Lisa was drunk and we weren’t taking advantage of that.  We waited until she was sober and when she admitted that she still wanted it, we had the threesome.”

“You weren’t jealous?” I asked Theo.

He shook his head.  “No.  I thought maybe I would be and Seth and I talked about it beforehand but,” he paused, “I wasn’t.  In fact, it felt…”

He trailed off and Seth took another swallow of beer before saying, “It felt right.”

Theo finished the last of his pasta before wiping his mouth with a napkin.  “We had sex separately a few more times after that but honestly, it was more fun together.  We’re both dominant and it’s unbelievably hot to take a woman together.”

His voice had lowered and he leaned closer as I swallowed heavily.  “To have a woman impaled on both of our cocks at once, watch her moan and beg and plead to come while we’re fucking her pussy and ass is incredible, Libby.  It’s even better if she lets us put a collar on her or restrain her.”

I didn’t say anything.  My panties were flooded and my nipples were hard enough to cut glass, and I was afraid if I opened my mouth it would be to beg them to fuck me like that.  To tie me up, collar me and make me plead for their cocks. 

The idea of losing that control, to give in and let them make all the decisions was intoxicating.  I had worked hard at my career, sacrificing time and energy and even relationships and it had paid off.  I was a partner at only thirty-two years old.  It was an incredible accomplishment and I was proud of it.  But it had come at a cost, and the tight control I kept over my emotions was starting to wear thin.  Wayne said my weight was the problem but there had to be more.  I hadn’t always been the best girlfriend and I knew that, but I tried to balance it out.  I tried to make both Wayne and myself happy.  Until the moment I walked in on him fucking another woman, I thought I was making it work.

Maybe I was wrong.  Maybe it was the fact that I’d gained weight that had resulted in Wayne cheating on me.  But what if it wasn’t.  Wayne wasn’t dominant, not in the bedroom or out of it, and while our sex life was pleasant enough, it hadn’t set the bed on fire or anything.  I could try and deny it out of a sense of embarrassment or pride, but I needed men like Theo and Seth.  Men who liked that I wanted to give up that control, wanted to have my hair pulled and my ass spanked and to – I bit at my bottom lip as my pussy throbbed – to wear a collar.

“You okay, Libby?”  Theo asked in a low voice.

I nodded.  “Yeah, sorry.  I’m a little tired.”

Theo reached out to touch my face before thinking better of it.  “I suppose sleeping on an air mattress isn’t the best way to get a good night’s sleep.”

I shrugged.  “I’m not a great sleeper.  At least not usually.  Saturday night I slept like a damn baby.”

I immediately blushed.  Bringing up Saturday night wasn’t a good idea.  What the hell was I thinking?

Seth smiled at me.  “Glad we could help, sweetheart.”

“Why don’t you sleep well, usually?”  Theo asked.

“I have a hard time shutting off my brain,” I said.  “Saturday night though, I guess I was relaxed enough to sleep.”

Theo eyed me silently before standing.  “Excuse me.”

He left the kitchen and I blinked at his abrupt exit as Seth stood and began to clear the island off.

“Here, let me help,” I said.

“Sit and relax,” Seth replied.

“No, I want to help,” I insisted.

Working silently, we loaded the dishwasher.  As Seth put the pan in the sink and added hot water and dish soap to it, I stared out the window over the sink.  Their neighbours had their Christmas lights turned on and I watched them blink off and on.  It was starting to snow and I sighed inwardly.  I had upset Theo somehow and I felt terrible about it.  It was best that I leave so why was I hesitating?  I couldn’t stay the night.  That was madness.

“Libby?  What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“I’ve made Theo angry,” I said.  I blinked back the hot tears that wanted to fall.

Seth shook his head before sliding his arm around my waist and pulling me up against his big, hard body.  I knew I shouldn’t have been encouraging his behaviour, but it felt so good to be in his arms again.  “You haven’t, sweetheart.”

“He left so quickly,” I said.  “I know he’s - ”

“He left because he’s not as good at controlling his dick as I am,” Seth interrupted.

“I – what?”

“Odds are - he has a massive erection and he’s probably in his bedroom yanking his crank as we speak.”

I stared at him in shock.  “He – he doesn’t have an erection.”

“Are you kidding me?”  Seth said.  “Sweetheart, both of us have had at least half a woody since we left your bed Sunday morning.  It’s only gotten worse since we discovered you were our new boss.”

He gave me a rueful smile.  “I don’t know about Theo, but I’ve had to twice go to the bathroom at work and rub one out and it’s only been one goddamn day since you started at the office.  My dick will be rubbed raw by Friday if this keeps up.”

A slightly hysterical and confused giggle dropped from my mouth.  “You’re lying.”

“I wish I was,” Seth said.  “You have no idea how much we want you, Libs.”

“I – I want you too,” I confessed.

He groaned and before I could stop him, kissed me hard on the mouth.  I returned his kiss eagerly, rubbing my body against his as he cupped my breast and squeezed.

“Libby,” he whispered raggedly against my mouth, “please let us fuck you again.  Please, sweetheart.”

I tried to pull away when Theo said, “What’s going on in here?”.

Seth held me firmly and grinned at his best friend who was leaning against the door jamb.  “Not much.  Me just begging Libby, rather pathetically I might add, to let us fuck her again.”

Theo joined us and I didn’t object when he pressed up against my back.  His cock was hard against my ass and I ground against him as Seth cupped my tits again.

Theo bent his head and nipped my earlobe before sliding his hand down toward my pussy.  “Open your legs.”

I obeyed him immediately and he groaned into my ear before cupping me through my yoga pants.  “Are you wet, Libby?”

“Yes,” I said. 

His other hand immediately spanked me hard on the ass and I squealed as his hand tightened around my pussy.  “Try again, sweet Libby.”

“Yes, Sir.  I’m wet, Sir,” I whispered.

“Good girl,” Theo said.  He started to slide his hand into the waistband of my pants.

“Theo, wait.”

He scowled at Seth as I whimpered in protest.

“Libby, is this what you really want?”  Seth said.

“Yes,” I said.  “This is what I want.”

“Are you sure?”

“Seth, shut up, for fuck’s sake,” Theo said.

“Theo, it’s important,” Seth snapped.

I sighed and pulled away from both of them.  I crossed my arms over my torso and bit at my bottom lip.  “Here’s the thing – I’m going to be completely honest with you.  Even though I know it’s a potentially career ending move, I want to have sex with both of you.  Ever since Saturday night I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to take both of you at once.”

“Oh, fuck yes,” Theo said before reaching for me.

I held up my hand and backed away.  “But, once that happens, this has to end.  You know that, right?  We can’t keep sleeping together.”

Theo and Seth glanced at each other before Theo nodded.  “If that’s what you want, Libby.”

“It is,” I said.  “After tonight, after I’m uh, fucked by both of you together, we go back to being completely professional at the office and outside of it too.”

“Sweetheart, we can’t fuck you together tonight,” Seth said.

“Why not?”

“You’ve never done anal before and we need to stretch you first,” Theo said bluntly.

I sighed impatiently.  “I told you Saturday night that it’s my body and I’m willing to give it a try.  I’m sure if you go slowly and - ”

“No,” Seth interrupted.  “We won’t take the risk of hurting you, Libby.”

I gave him a look of frustration.  “So, I have to wait?”

“Yes,” Theo said.

“Until when?”  I sounded like a petulant little kid but neither Theo nor Seth seemed to notice.

Seth glanced at Theo.  “What do you think?  By the weekend?”

“Maybe,” Theo said.  “If we stretch her with a plug every night.”

I blinked at them.  “The weekend?  It’s Tuesday!  I can’t wait that long.”

Seth laughed.  “It’s only a few days, sweetheart.”

“You’ll come to our place every night after work and we’ll get you ready for it,” Theo said.

“I can’t take that risk,” I said.  “What if someone from the office finds out?”

“They won’t,” Seth said.  “We’re very discreet with our personal lives, Libby.”

“No one will find out,” Theo said.  “We’ll give you a key to our house and you can park in the alley behind the house and come in through the back.”

I bit at my lip as I considered what they were saying.

“It’s this way or not at all, love,” Theo said.

I sighed and wrinkled my nose at him.  “Fine.  But after the weekend, we end it.  Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Seth said.

“If you tell anyone at the office – hell, if you tell anyone at all – I’ll cut off both of your sacks and nail them to my office wall for everyone to see.  Deal?”  I said cheerily.

They both gaped at me before Theo cleared his throat.  “Yes, ma’am.”

“And I’m only submissive to you in the bedroom,” I said.  “If you even try to be dominant at the office or - ”

“We won’t,” Seth said.  “Trust me, sweetheart.  Your confidence and abilities at work are one of the sexiest things about you.”

“I – really?”

He grinned as Theo said, “Yes, really.”

“But you like submissive women.”

“Only in the bedroom,” Theo said.  “We promise we won’t try to pull any dominant bullshit over you at work.”

I wasn’t sure that I completely believed him, but my lust was overriding my common sense.  I nodded.  “Okay, good.”

“But I can’t promise that I won’t occasionally look at you at work and remember how you look when you’re naked, while you’re wearing our collar with my dick in your mouth,” Seth said.

My mouth dropped open and there was silence for a moment before I started to giggle.  I shouldn’t have found that funny but God help me, I did.  Seth laughed and pulled me back into his embrace.  “Come on, gorgeous girl.  Let’s get you naked.”